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starsainzjr · 3 months

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Baker's Dozen

Pairing: Toto Wolff x baker!reader Faceclaim: None Requested: yes no

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mercedesamgf1 Silverstone

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mercedesamgf1 Always a pleasant day when the real boss comes to visit! Thank you for the sweet treats, @/yourusername and @/brackleybakery!

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yourusername My favorite clients! Thank you for letting me be the good luck charm!

lewishamilton I have never, nor will ever, have a better vegan cake than yours

yourusername It's only that good because you were my taste tester georgerussell63 It was vegan????? yourusername You're lucky you're good at driving carmenmundt And pretty georgerussell63 Is all I'm good for my looks? carmenmundt 🤷‍♀️

wolffie YN is the true queen of Mercedes-AMG PETRONAS F1 Team

forzaformula YN is the queen of the grid, let's be real without ourselves here

l.h.eight She makes them accommodating for Lewis I can't do this that's adorable

totos92 I am going to miss YN and Lewis content so bad

yourusername Silverstone

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yourusername It's rare that I get out of the kitchen but when I do it's to celebrate with my favorite people. And annoy my husband while he's trying to work

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mercedesamgf1 If we could hire you as our onsite baker we would

yourusername I do not doubt it for a single second

georgerussell63 What, I don't get a spot in the post?

yourusername You hid every time I had my phone out carmenmundt It's true I watched you dive behind a pile of tyres yourusername See? I have witnesses georgerussell63 Fine

lewishamilton I didn't even see you take that

yourusername I'm sneaky

l.h.eight He looks so happy 😭

totos92 Queen YN strikes again this weekend

wolffie YN and Toto are actually goals I cannot be convinced otherwise

brackleybakery Brackley, England

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brackleybakery We are pleased to announce that Brackley Bakery will be opening a second location in London!

Doors will open on 15th October 2024. We look forward to seeing everyone on opening day!

yourusername Brackley Bakery

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yourusername Trying out some new recipes for the second location! Featuring Toto's reaction when ten boxes of cookies showed up at his office captured by @/georgerussell63 thank you for my new blackmail picture

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georgerussell63 Anything for the Queen 🫡

yourusername 🫡 carmenmundt As if you didn't benefit greatly from it

mercedesamgf1 We will be your taste testers any time you need us

lewishamilton Thank you for the vegan box

yourusername I hope you got those ones to yourself lewishamilton @/georgerussell63 tried to steal a few georgerussell63 I did not! I realized they were vegan and promptly put them back down

l.h.eight What I wouldn't give to have ten boxes of cookies made by YN

wolffie Party at Brackley Bakery to get some of these cookies who's in

mercedesamgf1 London, England

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mercedesamgf1 The boys are on the way to support YN Wolff and the opening of the new @/brackleybakery location! So proud of our Queen on this special day!

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yourusername So beyond grateful for the support today! Thank you boys, thank you team!

lewishamilton Particularly excited for the vegan section

georgerussell63 Tell our physios not to look

carmenmundt You better be bringing me back some treats I swear to God georgerussell63 I will bring you back one of everything

l.h.eight I cannot believe we only have like two months left of this content

wolffie No literally it causes me physical pain that we'll be seeing Lewis in red next year. It doesn't feel right

totos92 Crying for the YN and Toto content we're going to get today

yourusername Brackley Bakery

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yourusername This has truly been one of the best days of my life. Thank you to everyone who has helped me in opening this second location of @/brackleybakery. Including @/mercedesamgf1 and both @/lewishamilton and @/georgerussell63. And last but not least, my wonderful loving husband. I give him a lot of shit on here, but he truly is my favorite person on the planet and I could not have done any of this without him. I love you, Schat.

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mercedesamgf1 Mercedes family has expanded! So so proud of you!

lewishamilton You deserve all the success that has come to you!

georgerussell63 Best croissants in the city tbh

yourusername High praise, high praise. Only higher if it were coming from Pierre pierregasly No no, he's right. They are

carmenmundt You are the best! So so many good things coming your way!

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#f1 fanfic #f1 social media au #f1 x reader #f1 x you #social media au #toto wolff social media au #toto wolff x reader #toto wolff x you #toto wolff fanfic #toto wolff

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1-ker0sene-1 · 3 months

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Would you consider writing for a reader with face blindness and the other ways they have to identify the boys with?

Like whenever they just freshly walk into a room the reader has to stare at them for a moment until they say something or until they spot the part of them they use to identify them, then they get all happy to see them.

I just think it’d be really cute and face blindness is never a disability I see anything for, it lacks a lot of representation but affects a lot of people. Living with face blindness is a serious struggle, because even if someone is family, they’ll always wear the face of a stranger

{I don't mind at all! I did have to do a little research, as I personally was pretty curious at how somebody with this disability sees faces. If I got anything wrong please let me know! ♥️ As always I hope you're having a lovely day anon♥️}

Price

It took John some getting used to. Not that he doesn't try to accommodate, he just often forgets you don't see the way he does. He's so caught up in loving on you, he doesn't really mind whether you see him. So when he's meeting up with you on dates, coming over to sit at the table where you're already waiting for him.

Seeing that pretty face of yours contort into confusion and even a bit of nervousness makes his brows raise.

"I um.. I'm waiting for someone-"

You mumble out to what you assume may be a stranger.

"Are you now Darlin'?"

John chuckles, reaching to hold your hand from across the table. Lifting it to kiss your knuckles, blue eyes softening at you.

"I'm right here."

Gaz

Kyle would get used to it pretty quickly, trying to find ways for you to recognize him easily. Fuck he'll wear a goddamn cat collar if you ask him to. He won't want you to feel bad for it either.

"You don't need to see me lovie.. you know me. You feel me. And you've done a hell of a job loving me."

He mumbles, if you still feel bad- he'll take your hands and place them on his face. Telling you to just close your eyes and feel.

Anytime he sees the confusion starting in your eyes he tilts his head and cheekily tells you.

"The best boyfriend-"

"Kyle!"

He grins when he gets to watch your reaction to him. It's kind of ethereal.. He gets to see in real time the love bloom across your features. It hits him to, just falls for you everytime he sees it.

Soap

Luckily, Johnny can never really sneak up on you, purely cause he can't keep his mouth shut around you. He didn't even know for the longest time before you outright told him of your disability. He always calls out first, with that Scottish accent and slang, he's pretty recognizable. Between his call outs of-

"Bonnie!"

"Aye there's my lass.."

"Where you ofta' hen?"

Followed by being swiftly scooped up or pulled into his arms. You will have to explain the condition, he's gonna ask questions. Not that he has any doubts, he's just incredibly curious at how you see the world. He'll listen to every word as you describe it, holding your hand to his cheek. Your thumb brushes over the scar on his chin.

Ghost

Personally I believe Simon would be the most effortlessly accommodating. As soon as he finds out you have this disability, he finds a pretty good solution in his eyes. His balaclava. Not many wear a skull balaclava in fucking daylight. So often he wears it until you at least see him, just so you don't panic and can somewhat recognize him better. Then he'll slip it off.

There's maybe a couple times he doesn't wear it. Most likely he just forgot, arriving home. His stealth can sometimes be a curse when you can't recognize him. Poor doll. Nearly jumped out of your skin seeing some big guy in the corner of the room.

"Fuck- it's me love- jus' me."

He does feel bad about it. But the way your eyes light at his voice never fails to make him smile. Tugging you into his arms. Mumbling an apology for scaring you as he kisses across your skin.

#cod x reader #disabled reader #call of duty x reader #cod mw x reader #johnny mactavish x reader #simon ghost x reader #john price x reader #kyle garrick x reader #john mactavish x reader #simon riley x reader #captain price x reader #kyle gaz x reader #kero answers

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xzhdjsj · 4 days

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Sakuverse Characters Walking in on You Watching a ✨️Spicy Film✨️

Warning: NSFW!!!

Includes: Andrew, Isaac, Xanthus, Elias

Sooooo this is an idea I got from a recent ask I saw from @ilovegureshin (I hope you don't mind me tagging you). Since there's only 4 chars, I may do a pt. 2 in the future🦦

This is warm up for pt. 2 of that Zaros fic CUZ I'VE NEVER WRITTEN FULL SMUT BEFORE AND IDK WTF I'M DOING YALL

Anways as always, I hope you enjoy😌🫶

‼️ Repost cuz my dumbass deleted the original while editing🙄 We back to being hrny on main tho!

Andrew

Andrew is late today, maybe it's traffic, maybe he's just working a bit overtime but in the end you were the one being subjected to torture.

It's been a rough day, and you couldn't wait to get home to him. A bad day is always mendable when your boyfriend knows how to make you feel good. But given he's not home before you today, your next best option was your own hands and something to get your imagination going.

You're sitting on your knees, legs spread apart just a bit and your headphones comfortably shielding you from the noises outside. Your laptop is placed infront of you, theres two character on the screen a blonde and a brunette with a similar body type as Andrew's. You don't reach for these kinds of vides often, more like you don't need to, but sometimes the wait is too much. As the couple in your screen get more and more handsy with each other, you can't help but imagine the way Andrew touches you, the way his hand would ghosts over your thighs, or just gently touch your sides all in his attempts to rile you up. You miss him so much right now but the show must go on.

Your hands move from caressing your skin, making its way between your legs, slowly palming yourself through your undergarments.

You lost track of time, forgetting that soon your boyfriend would be home. Though it was too late for that.

Andrew knew something was up when you didn't greet him at the door like you usually do, and when the calls for your name went unanswered. What he didn't expect was to be greeted by such a... surprise.

Your back is facing the door, and you couldn't hear him through your headphones. He takes a quick glimse at the screen and grins, making his way over to the bed. He, very casually, walked up behind you and turns your face to the side so he can kiss you. You're quickly knocked out of your daze and slam the laptop shut as you scramble at the sheets.

"Andrew!"

"No 'Welcome home' hugs for me today? Although I must say this might be a better welcome after a long day."

Isaac

Sometimes when Isaac works really late you "go to bed early because you're tired", he doesn't come out of his office for hours so you have adequate time to relief yourself without disturbing Isaac. Tonight in particular, you felt completely disoriented. You couldn't get any work done and it was hard to focus. So when you couldn't take it anymore, you faked a yawn and excused yourself for the night. Isaac promised he'd be in bed with you soon, but knowing him "soon" meant at least another hour or two.

So you take advantage of the time, setting up your laptop next to you, and stripping away your clothes. Even though the volume of the video was lowered, your voice was not. Not that Isaac can hear you all the way in his office anyways. Your laboured breaths and soft moans echo the room. You take your time to rid the stress from your body, and your once soft moans increasing in volume as you get closer and closer.

Only for your body to stiffen at the three curt knocks on the door. You close the laptop quickly and pull your blanket over your body. He opens the door slowly, moving just a single step inside.

"Sorry, I uhm... I heard you through the door and- and I was going to leave, I promise! But you sounded so... good."

He's looking down at the floor, a hand on the back of his neck as he explains himself. The way the fabric of his pants stretched to accommodate his erection was obvious and maybe you didn't need your laptop anymore for tonight.

You drop the blanket from your body, crawling to the edge of the bed.

"Come here with me Isaac."

Xanthus

It was no accident. Not when you knew he could hear the video playing in your screen and the way your heart rate quickens.

You're spread out on your and Xanthus' bed, with a random video playing in the background. You didn't really care for the video, it was just there to hold your plan together and make your actions as obvious as you can. It was all just a ploy to get his attention. You knew that he knew that too, and at some point he'd give in and come find you.

You started off discreet, faintly running your hands up and down your body. It got your blood pumping as your heart rate increased, but when that didn't draw him to you, caution was thrown right out the window and you fully indulged yourself in what you could be feeling. Your voice bounced off the walls and he could definitely hear you loud and clear now. Your eyes are squeezed shut, one hand supporting your weight behind your back, the other between your legs.

Your eyes flicker open at the sound of your laptop being slammed shut.

Your pulled at the blanket, barely covering your body at all as you feigned shame.

"Xanthus, I didn't hear you come in."

"Yeah I'm sure the door being open was also part of your plan wasn't it?" He's standing at the end of the bed, eyes completely shadowed over with lust.

"I don't know what you mean." You lie.

"Don't play dumb with me, you love testing my patience don't you?"

"Perhaps"

"Brazen, but you might just regret starting this."

He crawls onto the bed towards you, clawing at the bottom of the blanket ripping it from your grasp and exposing your body.

Elias

There isn't much to do in the safe house, especially when you're alone. Being with Elias all the time is great and you love it, but having some time apart to be by yourselves was also nice. What you planned to do with your time today was one you definitely wanted to be alone for.

You lifted your laptop from the nightstand, placing it infront of you and scrolling to find the videos you favourited. There was a select few that you enjoyed, especially because you could imagine yourself in those scenarios, only now you could also picture someone as the other person in the videos.

Elias was all the way in his room, probably playing games or sleeping, whatever it was you hope it kept him in there for as long as possible. Once you're all prepared, you set the laptop down and kicked off your pants, leaving only your shirt and underwear on. Your eyes are set on the screen, watching and replicating the way the character's hand moved on the other. Your shirt is hiked all the way up, caught between your teeth so you hands could freely access your chest. All you could think of is Elias and if he'd also touch you this way. Surely if you asked, he wouldn't say no to you right?

Your other hand reaches down to the fabrics hugging your pelvis, fingers slipping inside to touch yourself.

But you're pulled to reality when the door knob creaks and Elias comes into view.

"Hey babe, do you wanna- Shit!"

You immediately tug your shirt down and make a high pitched sound and Elias quickly rushes right back out the door.

"I'm sorry!" He yells from outside. "I didn't know and your door was unlocked- Jeez I really am sorry!"

You body drops onto the bed, silently cursing yourself for not locking the door.

"It's okay." You tell him. "Did you need something?"

He's quiet for a moment before speaking again.

"Can I come back inside?"

You swallow hard at his request, pulling your blanket over your lower body.

"Yeah, sure"

The door slowly opens and Elias steps inside.

"Sorry, you look really fucking hot right now and I can't get it out of my head." He confesses and you're dumbstruck.

"Elias I uhm-"

"If this is too much for you, tell me to leave now, else I don't plan to." He cuts you off.

"Don't. I don't want you to leave"

"Good."

Before you knew it, his shirt is on the foor and your arms are wrapped around his neck as he kisses you.

"Were you thinking of me?" He asks.

"....yeah"

#zsakuva #sakuverse #asmr #andrew marston #isaac rhoades #xanthus claiborne #elias #zsakuva andrew #zsakuva isaac #zsakuva xanthus #zsakuva elias

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Nu carnival ftm boyfriend being dysphoric ♦️(Morvay)

Yakumo

He will sit with you and talk if you need it. He wants to comfort you and he's very likely to make you a cup of tea or your favorite meal to help you feel better. He may not know what to say specifically but he reminds you of just how much he loves you and why.

Edmond

He doesn't really get what the big deal is. As long as you say you're a man he's going to treat you like a man, and if anyone else disagrees well… He's not usually one for mockery but will definitely have words with anybody who is rude to you about your gender. If you vent to him you'll try his best to listen but honestly stuff that personal makes him uncomfortable. He'll never turn you down or say no to listening to you, but he doesn't like that he doesn't know how to help.

Olivine

He will pray to the god of Klein for your piece of mind. Man also has huge honkers so he may make a joke about that to lighten your mood. Of course he'll be blushing like mad if he does. Hes really good about talking and listening and you know he would never use your insecurities against you. He will try and give advice but after will always double check that he didn't cross any boundaries.

Quincy

He's not entirely sure what to do in this situation, so he asks. He'll ask you what you need or what you want from him and if he can accommodate he will. If you need anything specifically he's even willing to talk to the old fox to get them for you. He may ask you to do simple tasks like chop wood for him. It's a simple way to not only distract you, but build muscle and make you feel more masc.

Kuya

Actually a pretty simple fix for him. He is going to make a magic crystal necklace for you that casts an illusion so anyone who looks at you while you're wearing it sees you as however you want to be seen. Oh and if the reason you're feeling dysphoric is because someone misgendered you… well let's just say they won't ever bother you again.

Blade

You explain dysphoria to him and he sort of understands? He thinks it's similar to how he feels human despite having an edroid body. It's actually really interesting talking to him about the differences between your dysphoria and his dysmorphia. He often uses reading and learning as a coping tool for himself so if you're feeling bad he's going to invite you on a library date.

Garu

You're feeling bad about yourself? Proceeds to tell you how amazing you are and how he's confused about why you feel bad. Once you explain the bad feelings aren't something you can control and it's about how other people perceive you he is still just as confused. He wants to know who's perceiving you wrong so he can tell them just how good you are.

Karu

He's got no idea what's going on, but that's okay because he loves you anyway. If someone misgendered you he's going to insult them. “Wow I didn't realize humans were blind and stupid. That one can't even tell you're a boy.” He never comforts you directly but he's always speaking up for you even if he thinks you're not in the room.

Dante

He's not going to let you have self image tissues while he's around. If he can get his hands on something that'll make you feel better he will. Whether that be tailor made clothes that fit perfectly and make you look flat, or a rare herb that acts like HRT, or really anything, nothing is too great for him to do for you. If you ask if he can make a workout routine for you to help with some of your image issues he will be really excited. He can use the workouts to help you shape your body how you want, and use it to sneak a peek.

Rei

He'll do the surgery himself if you ask… this is also his go-to response if you tell him that you're feeling dysphoric. I don't trust him with a scalpel anywhere near me, but that decision is up to you to make. He's not good at soft comfort but he can definitely talk you through some of your feelings. He can probably also explain why your brain chemistry is like that and rationalize everything you're feeling. I don't know if he's trying to help or just info dumping though.

Eiden

He is SO good at being a supportive boyfriend! It doesn't matter if you came out two minutes ago or two years ago, he loves you for who you are on the inside. He may be the only person here who's got experience with trans people in a modern sense. He's the first to make a sarcastic comment if someone misgenders you, and knows the importance of a good distraction when you're feeling bad. Also being a designer has the perks of knowing how to make binders and packers.

Aster

Is it something money can fix? He's more than happy to help you transition physically, but he's very awkward when it comes to listening to you talk about dysphoria. He doesn't really know how to be emotionally supportive, but he's trying. He may “accidentally” order too much herb that can be used to increase testosterone and be graceful enough to share with you. He will also use you to test cute clothes and is very vocal when something makes you look flat or particularly masc.

Morvay

This can go one of two ways. Either he's really sweet and sits down and lets you vent about whatever you're feeling, or he hands you a strap on and tells you to fuck him like the man you are. Either way he's not leaving you alone until you feel better. Even if you say you want some space he'll just sit in the corner of the room because he doesn't want to leave you alone when you feel bad and always wants you to know that he's there for you.

#Nu carnival Yakumo #nu carnival Edmond #nu carnival olivine #nu carnival Quincy #nu carnival Kuya #nu carnival Garu #nu carnival Dante #nu carnival Rei #nu carnival Aster #nu carnival Morvay #nu carnival Eiden #nu carnival x reader #nu carnival #a degenerate writes #x ftm reader #x ftm #x trans reader #♦️

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We love to imagine Hob as the best boyfriend ever, and he is, but what if he gets carried away once he and Dream finally get together, and fucks up? Dream is absolutely in awe that Hob waited for him. He comes to realize that his friendship skills are pretty much non-existent, and he has been a shitty friend for the last six centuries. So, when Hob suddenly confesses his feelings (late friendly dinner something something, he got too emotional over the stars in Dream's eyes something something), Dream decides to do anything and everything to be the best partner ever. The problem is, his dating history sucks, his marriage fell apart, but he consoles himself with the thought that at least he's a good lay. That's when he comes to a second realization of millennia - he is not, in fact, a good lay at all. All of his affairs were very brief, he never spent a significant time with his partner, and even when he was married, he and Calliope were mostly minding their own business, each of them too passionate about their respective domains. Dream decides to solve the problem in the most Dream way - to go with the flow, the flow being Hob's desires in this case. And Hob, having lusted over his stranger for six hundred years, just can't get enough. They start with regular sex, but things progressively get more and more kinky - by Hob's initiative. And when he learns of Morpheus' omnipotence in the Dreaming - holy fuck, he's just bursting with ideas. Dream does his best to accommodate all of them, though deep inside, he reluctantly admits that he's not really into any heavy kinks. Actually, he's not into kinks at all and prefers a very standard vanilla sex, which, in his eyes, is unforgivable for someone who contains a collective unconscious with all its wet dreams and sexual fantasies. Hob is too enraptured by their blossoming romance, Dream's powers, and his own lust to notice that Dream gets more and more depressed as time goes by. Perhaps it lasts for months, and eventually, it's Desire who snaps after watching this horny shitshow from afar and gives Hob a shovel talk. They don't have the best relationships with Dream, alright, but this is too much even for them. Despair joins them because she's also done with Dream lingering in her realm - he has his own, can he just stay there, please? She'd rather hang out with her rats. Hob is petrified when he sees how much he fucked up. And it's not like HE is into heavy kinks himself - it's funny to experiment, yes, but he's experimented enough in his lifetime, and he'd be pretty happy with vanilla sex with Dream. He'd be happy with Dream even with no sex at all, he simply got carried away, and he also wanted to impress his stranger with all his skills. Who knew how wrong it would go...And who knows how to fix it all now? Lots of hurt/comfort potential!

Ah, I love these idiots so much. I am absolutely enraptured with the idea of Desire stepping in to do some kind of marriage counselling, by the way. They grab Dream by the scruff of his neck, plop him down in a chair next to Hob, and they refuse to let either of them go until feelings have been talked about and everything is okay again.

First of all Hob is tearing his hair out because HOLY SHIT he's a bad boyfriend!!! He didn't mean it of course, but he fucked up!!! Desire smacks him over the head again and tells him to stop feeling sorry for himself, though. He can't fix this with self deprecation.

Dream also gets a smack (albeit not as heavy handed) because if he doesn't start talking, Desire is going to do it for him! They will NOT allow Dream to be crushed and walked all over by another shitty partner but they will also not allow Dream to sabotage this all by himself.

So: Dream is coerced into making a list of the sexual things he actually wants to do with Hob in both the waking and the dreaming. Dream is so embarrassed and horrified because his list is like, 4 items long and he feels like a failure! But he's surprised because Hob seems so pleased. Now he knows what Dream actually likes, and apparently that makes him happy.

Desire is quite pleased by their little counselling venture. Maybe they'll take it up as a hobby. If Dream can finally get back to experiencing authentic desire, and Hob can finally get back to being world's best boyfriend, then they'll consider it a job well done.

And Dream does eventually become a very lay, by the way. Turns out he just needed practice, and the opportunity to just do the things that he likes. Which he absolutely deserves - as do we all!

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #hurt/comfort

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drdemonprince · 9 months

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How do you feel about “weaponized incompetence”

I see a lot of people talking about it, and I know it can definitely be a thing that people do purposefully, but so many things that fall under the umbrella seem like things that some neurodivergent people tend to struggle with.

I don't think a person needs to be consciously or intentionally weaponizing incompetence in order to leverage it for their benefit. Due to forces like systemic sexism, sometimes a weaponized incompetence dynamic plays out without anybody meaning it to.

Now of course, weaponized incompetence is absolutely a dynamic that some people deliberately create (famously, a husband or boyfriend knowingly washing the dishes poorly so his partner never asks him to do it again), but more often than not, it's the byproduct of capitalist overwork and alienation meeting sexist norms that play out on an intuitive level rather than some malicious, evil plan.

My ex-partner absolutely benefitted from weaponized incompetence; he was also almost certainly an undiagnosed ADHDer who was struggling, and not a bad guy. From my perspective, it didn't matter. I still ended up having to pay the bills, sign us up for all the utilities, figure out a new place to live three different times when our rent went up, hire the movers, remind him to get a new ID when his old one was expired and we had a flight coming up, find him a dentist when his tooth was aching, help him write emails for his work when he first got a job, ask him to clean things rather than being able to trust he would contribute, make all the decisions regarding decluttering the house, take care of our pet, etc etc etc.

He deserved more help than he ever got, as a (very likely) disabled person living under capitalism. But I also covered him and shouldered his life burdens in a way that made me miserable and offloaded a lot of his responsibilities onto me. It drove me nuts and made me dysphoric to admit it, but a large part of how we wound up in that dynamic was systemic sexism, because he was a cishet man and I wasn't.

All that said, and my considerable real-life biases having been put on the table, I do think it's the case that many disabled people are unfairly accused of 'weaponizing incompetence' when all that they've done is express a limitation as clearly as they possibly could, which ought to be a good thing. There is nothing wrong or manipulative with asking for help, or for articulating what you are and are not capable of as honestly as you can. (And this honest communication piece was absent in the relationship I am describing; he wouldn't even acknowledge that he wasn't and could not contribute to maintaining a life together in any practical way. When I tried to name that dynamic, he would shut down, walk away, say things were going to change without any plan for how that might happen, etc).

In much the same way that an excited Autistic person who is infodumping or communicating super clearly in order to be helpful can be unfairly branded a "mansplainer", lots of disabled people are seen unfairly as manipulative, lying about their limitations, taking advantage of other people, lazy, and weaponizing incompetence.

The trope of the fake disabled person who is just gaming the system cuts deep. It's pervasive and it's responsible for a lot of social problems that disabled people face, from impossibly difficult benefits applications programs, to cruel teachers who refuse to provide the accommodations to which their students are entitled, to abusive and neglectful partners who fail to meet their disabled loved one's needs. Arguably I even was one of those partners, even if I did have genuine reasons for grievance and very real disabilities of my own.

The reality is that the lines between all these things can be blurred, as a person's intent and their impact can be wildly different. people who are doing their best can still leverage sexism and leave a partner feeling taken advantage of. And a partner who feels taken advantage of can have real reasons for feeling that way and can also still be ableist, or even cruel and unfair to their disabled loved one. it's tough.

Thanks for the great question, it is one I think about a lot for obvious reasons.

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deathbxnny · 2 months

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Hi hi hiiii

I believe I've already sent this request to you. But that was around when you decided to purge your requests and go on the mental health break (no judgements on my end, ones mental health is more important than anything on the internet), so I figured I'd redo the request if you're cool with that!

Might I request something platonic with the leading lady trio of HI3rd. Basically them (seperately) with a younger sibling!reader (in the case of Bronya, maybe younger sibling figure?) who they discover is a herrscher, and they (younger sibling!reader) is all freaked out because they aren't sure what's going with themself. What is this "voice", why does it want them to hurt the people around them?!

Onee-san(s) halp!

Could be drabble, could be headcannon, whichever you feel like doing more.

Oh, and btw, might I offer you some water in these trying times? 🌊🌊🌊

Hello there, Anon! I don't mind you resending the request at all, and thank you for understanding! I love your request and hope you'll like this! Also, thank you for the water!<33

Content: slight angst, fluff, this is Pre-Sirin awakening again for simplicity sake, child reader, main trio are older sister figures, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

《Kiana Kaslana》

Kiana was stunned, when she found out that you were a Herrscher. The signs were there, but perhaps she had just hoped for your sake that it wasn't true. But alas, seeing the sheer panic on your face made her determined to help you as much as she could. She had sworn to take care of you ever since you first got here and this revelation wouldn't change that.

Once she fully understands the situation, she begins trying to calm you down, fully understanding and relating to how you feel. She most likely will ask Himeko for help, if her words aren't enough. She just wants you to know that you aren't alone and that you being a Herrscher doesn't make her love you as her little sibling any less.

She tells you to come to her, whenever the "voice" is being mean or trying to make you do bad things, so she can "kick it's ass". In reality, she'll just take you somewhere nice to distract you, so the Herrschers power over your mind wears off. She tries her best to help you with the knowledge she has, even if her methods may be chaotic or immature. But seeing you smile or laugh as a result always makes it worth it.

《Raiden Mei》

Mei is calm and collected, when she sees the fear on your face and realises what you really are. At first, the thought of having to take you down, if the Herrscher took over, scared her, but she didn't let it overpower her senses. Instead, she helped you contain it and reassured you, that she'd never let it take over you. She gives you a warm hug, her mind trying to remember if there were any signs. Perhaps she just didn't want to think about the possibility.

Either way, she doesn't visibly treat you differently. If anything, she coddles you more than she already did, making you warm meals and taking you out for some training exercises outside every day. She wants you to learn how to self-discipline yourself so that you never let the Herrscher in you win.

Whenever you need emotional help, she'll be there to calm and love you. She listens to your concerns, quells your fears, and tries to come up with solutions to your problems. If you just need to be held, then she'll be there for it too, of course. Doesn't matter for how long, either.

《Bronya Zaychik》

Bronya didn't know what to do. She wasn't good with emotions, nor did she particularly ever calculate something like this ever happening. The possibility never crossed her mind and now that it has, she found herself freezing up for a moment to process the situation. Your screams for help make her quick to act once more however, as she simply pulled you into a hug, quietly trying to convey that she's there for you.

She doesn't treat you any differently and instead comes up with solutions around your issues. She tries accommodating you the best she can, although that makes her lack the emotional side you'd need from her. Bronya tries her best however to listen to your worries and fears, so that she can quell them in the best way she can.

Ultimately, she simply makes sure you know that you can rely on her. She'll save you from yourself when the day comes, if she really has to. But for now, she just wants you to hug her and cry it out, whilst you let her handle everything.

Alrighttt! I hope this was okay for you and that you liked it, Anon! Thank you again for your request and patience!<33

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awholelottayeehaw · 1 year

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Din vs Bo as a Leader

I've seen people say that Bo is the rightful ruler of Mandalore and owner of the darksaber and deserves to lead and I'm genuinely curious to hear from others as to why that is because I'm having a very hard time seeing that point of view. Semi-spoilerish for people who aren't up to date but I kept it vague enough to not be a problem I don't think.

Since CW and Rebels, Bo has continually made choices that negatively impact the people around her. She's a morally gray character who has a list of war crimes on her rep sheet that honestly makes some real life bad guys look green and it baffles me that people want her redemption to be easy. I'm not saying she should never be redeemed, I genuinely believe people should have the chance to turn over a new leaf cause being human is hard, but how she's acting and being treated in Mando feels like a middle finger to those her actions caused harm to. Like she can be sad about her sister all she wants but she willingly joined a terrorist group who spelt it out for her that they planned on publicly executing Satine and followed the orders of two Sith lords, and she didn't see that as a deal breaker. Being sad over that is like being upset that you got shot in the foot when you fired the gun yourself when you continue to make choices that negatively impact others. And this season alone Bo hasn't tried to be a leader to her people, she cared more about the title and the weapon it comes with than actual democracy. She wields it well, yes, but so did Sabine who taught her how and gave her the weapon despite not knowing how badly Bo has fucked up with it in the past. The moment the darksaber was in Din's hands and she lost her crew, she didn't try to scout Mandalore and find other Mandalorians to help her with her decades long failed plan. She didn't try to put any plans together with outside help to achieve her goal or even try to establish a new territory for her people to be safe on until they can find a way to make Mandalore a livable again. She was never an active leader, just someone who craved leadership and believed was owed it because of her birth right and that reflects in the selfish choices she's made while in a leadership position, which include harming Din and Paz. She didn't lead her people into the siege and trap that awaited them, Din did. He shouldered and strong armed his way through and was willingly going to sacrifice himself if it meant a safe planet for his people and foundling. And she wasn't the last out, Paz was, and for that his clan suffered major losses. She had focused more on weapons and supplies for her fleet and siege than the actual people who would help her achieve her goal, and not once has she discussed what she planned on doing once Mandalore was safe for all Mandalorians again. Reuniting and rebuilding isn't the same as establishing a political system that benefits the well being of her people with the promise of a stable economy, fair societal roles, establishing an intergalactic democracy to avoid what Nevarro went through, and combining the differing traditions/beliefs the remaining Mandalorians have to not favor one over the other and unintentionally cause a civil war. Each time she's gained leadership it's always met with mixed support, often not universally, and has led to her downfall three times now for a reason.

Just the same, I've seen people argue that Din doesn't want to lead/rule and isn't the kind of man who'd be a good leader and I strongly disagree. Since the first episode, Din established himself as a selfless character even if it irritated him to be accommodating. He still tried to compromise with the Jawas, didn't turn his back to Frog Lady needing a ride, was willingly going to sacrifice himself to a Krayt Dragon for people he had just met and entrusted with Grogu, went head first into every battle even for people who didn't deserve it (Ran's Crew), was everyone's Ride or Die at least once, became multilingual which was used more to keep the peace than to gain information on his quarries, and has united and mediated more unlikely foes to friends than anyone else in the SW universe. Even if his actions originated with a selfish need (gaining Boba's armor back for Mandalorians, exchanging his services for info on where Mandalorians/Jedi are for Grogu, etc) he still went above and beyond because it's the honorable and right thing to do and his compassion has earned him friendships across the galaxy and allyship on every planet he's visited whereas Bo can't get even her own people behind her without a legendary sword in her hand. You can't tell me all the people Din met on his journey WOULDN'T lay down their lives for him if he asked?? Paz already did despite Din's choice to rescue Grogu despite unintentionally causing a massacre because Paz recognized the selflessness behind Din's choice that carried over to Paz's own foundling and that is what gained his respect and allyship. Din hadn't asked for anything in return, and his own motive for moving the covert was so that their children could play in the sun and the future generations can flourish. I'm fairly certain even Sorgon would join forces whether it's to take care of Din if he had a bad head cold or taking back a whole planet for him. Same with Peli and her droids, Tusken Raider survivors, Freetown, Boba and his syndicates, Frog Lady and her hoard of warrior toddlers, Karga and the grateful people of Nevarro, Ahsoka, and Miggs Mayfield. We've made jokes about Din accidentally making friends all over the galaxy for a reason. He's so selfless that he never saw himself worthy of his Creed, of being Grogu's father, of being a leader when everyone else has told him otherwise. Din's view on leadership reflects his own self esteem wrecked by his cult and it would take everyone he's ever helped to make him see that he is the leader that the galaxy needs to reunite not just The Mandalorians, but all the people and their planets I mentioned. Leadership comes with a burden for Bo, but for Din, it comes with the strength and camaraderie Bo has only ever dreamed of having and that The Armorer overlooked because of her narrow, traditional views. And this is a side comment, but Din mastered riding the stubborn Blurgg after Kuill made fun of him for not being able to conquer it when Mandalorians rode Mythosaurs into battle. Din riding a Mythosaur would be a great call back to that and would gain more respect as a leader than just having the darksaber. In my opinion.

I genuinely hope Bo comes to these conclusions herself and recognizes that Din is more deserving of the role than anyone else and passes the darksaber back to him and helps him see his potential than just saving the day yet again from the very gun she shot everyone with. Redemption for her starts with letting go of the very thing that's plagued her her whole life and leadership is recognizing when you need more time before you can be the example people need to be the best versions of themselves. This isn't a Bo hate post or any stan post, this is a fan post who wants a fair redemption arc for Bo and a chance for Din to rise up to the best version of himself he's capable of being. So yes, I want to hear everyone's thoughts whether you agree or disagree that doesn't involve Bo being the rightful heir or wanting her redemption cause you like her as a character. I want to hear deeper reasons than surface level motives, cause as I said, your favorite hurting over the consequences of her decades long actions she never learns from isn't a good enough reason for her to lead or have the darksaber but I'm down for any other explanations people have regardless if you're a casual fan of the show or lifelong SW fans like myself.

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dearestones · 1 year

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Definitely not a request, but I would like you to respond to this situation:

What if "you" starts thinking about whether there were more women kidnapped before her, and they are probably not there anymore because L "got bored" and finally set them free. Do you think if she tells L about it, would he take it as jealousy or would he sarcastically joke about the topic?

Hey, Devin here!

That is certainly an interesting scenario that you cooked up here! And timely too, hmmm....

If the situation is true. If L has indeed kidnapped women before and they are nowhere to be found in the present, then here's my take:

Well, for me, it depends on what sort of relationship that you have with L. If you're more submissive/compliant, then he would answer you honestly. After all, you've been so good for him and he knows deep down that kidnapping you is wrong and that part of you always yearns for freedom if you comply with his wishes. He'll state his answer with clinical disinterest, but he will make sure that you are well taken care of. If he suspects that you are jealous, he'll dismiss it and tell you that in the present, at this moment, you are holding his attention. And if you can no longer do that, then he'll dismiss you like the others.

If you are more unruly/have attempted escape many times, L is definitely going to be more cruel. He'll ask if you're finally seeing sense and thinking of him as "yours". If you deny the accusations, he'll pretend to let the matter slide, but he'll never let it go. He will insert comments about your jealousy if you dare act in ways that contradict your misbehaving nature. This is obviously a ploy where you have two options A) finally concede defeat and act the way he wants you to or B) you continue to act in increasingly alarming ways and he has no choice but to punish you. You would think him a sadist except for the fact that you can see no feelings of remorse or much of anything in his dark eyes.

Either way, even if he let his other victims free, why would you think that he would do the same for you? Have you ever considered that you would be different?

Oh dear.

You really thought so, didn't you?

That's all right. Even if he bores of you, he won't let you go free. Rather, if he doesn't want you any more, then why would anyone else?

He'll get rid of you just as clinically as someone throwing away trash, but you will be thought of. Fondly.

And if the situation were false?

If L didn't kidnap women before?

He'll simply dismiss your concerns and reprimand you if you press the matter further. If you're on good terms like in the previous scenario, he'll try to placate you with sweets, better accommodations, etc. If, however, you're on bad terms, he'll cut you down with words and get it through your head that no one else is good enough for him.

You are.

And he's never going to let you go.

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howlingday · 1 year

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ok, I was thinking to try to give continuity to incubus jaune AU. So jaune is a "reservoir" student who is assigned to a team when the team lacks members for whatever reason, but in the meantime he participates in most classes on his own or that was the plan, nobody expects the partner Pyrrha will desert after two days.

Jaune awoke in his barracks early, some time before the sun had risen over the horizon. He glanced around, admiring his room once more. Well, not "his" room exactly, as there were a few other students in here aside from him. They had ignored him as much as he had ignored them.

This room was well over a hundred feet long, with many bunk beds circling the room to accommodate for the dozens of other former students. These same students are those deemed by Beacon to be, "untrainable," either due to some characteristic or other. Ozpin assured him that these students would do him no harm, as any criminal action was swiftly punished and incarcerated. Instead, the failures, rejects, and infirm members around him slumbered peacefully as he performed his morning routine.

Jaune stepped into the shower stall and shut the door behind him. With a deep breath, he focused his magic over his body. Soft, smokeless flames licked over his skin and through his hair as his body became more and more human. He then stepped out, wrapping himself in a towel.

"Why are you here again?" His bunkmate asked as he groggily stared at Jaune. He never caught his name, and at this time, he didn't care to. "You obviously have some kind of drive to start your morning this early."

This young man had given up on his dreams, as he explained to the other residents, and arrived shortly after Jaune. He recently enrolled in Beacon, but found he couldn't measure up to the standards of his partner, who was a world-famous athlete. Jaune could taste the bitterness in his words when he spoke of her.

"I just figure since I'm up, I might as well be up." Jaune answered.

"Uh-huh, sure." He splashed water onto his face, and stared into the mirror. "Today's the big day, isn't it?"

"Huh?"

"Don't play dumb, you know what I'm talking about. They found a spot for you, didn't they?"

"Uh, yeah, they did." There was a moment of silence between the two. Jaune felt a sort of sadness in the other boy's voice. Did he believe they could be friends, or was this some kind of sympathy he was offering.

"You know their name?"

"Team PRJN, Persian." The young man winced. "Is that bad?"

"That was my old team."

Jaune's eyes widened in surprise. With only a few words, he managed to resurface old wounds. Jaune could taste the anger from him. The sorrow. The longing desire within him.

"But don't worry, they're good people." He responded. "I was the one who screwed up." The young man suddenly noticed the fogging mirror and tried to shut off the faucet, only to find it was already. "Huh, that's weird."

A cold chill ran up Jaune's spine.

"So, uh, what are they like?" Jaune asked, trying to divert the conversation. He was going to leave soon, and only today on his last day did he slip and almost get caught! When they slept, he let go, but wrapped himself in his blankets to hide his true form. It worked out so far, so he shouldn't blow it all now. "You said they were good people."

"They are." He nodded. "Ren is quiet and kind of a health nut, but he's a good listener. Nora's a lot of fun to hang out with, but she gets excited real easily. And Pyrrha..." His eyes drifted downward and he shook his head. Grabbing a towel, he scrubbed his face slowly. "Watch out for Pyrrha. That's all I'll say about her."

He then turned around after tossing the hand towel into the laundry bin. He stopped at the doorway and turned around. "By the way, I don't think I got your name."

"Jaune." He smiled.

"That's funny," the boy chuckled, "because my name is John."

"Jaune and John." Jaune chuckled himself. "Good luck out there, John."

"You, too, Jaune."

---------------------------------------------------

"And here is your new dorm room, Jaune."

Jaune felt a roiling pain in his gut as he stood in front of the door. His palms felt cold and clammy from sweating. Today would be the first day of his new life at Beacon, and the woman of his dreams guided him to the door. Truly, this was hell on Remnant.

"Your teammates will arrive shortly following their final class." Glynda said, holding her scroll to the door panel. With a beep and a click, the door slid open. She stepped inside. "Until then you can... Oh, for the love of..."

Of the four beds inside, only half were made. The two on the far ends were unmade and messy, and the other two center beds were neatly made in stark contrast. The one closest to the bathroom had sheets and blanket tossed around sloppily, with a pillow nestled on the floor against the bed. The other bed was piled with a mound of laundry, which didn't smell foul to Jaune's heightened senses.

But there was a smell that did capture his attention. It smelled like... desparation. Self-pity. Sulfur. On the bed closest to the one with the pile, he could smell a demonic presence. He entered and leaned down to smell it, his fears confirmed.

"Wh-What are you doing?"

Jaune looked to the door and found a young woman standing in the frame, her face as red as her hair. Her eyes gleamed like the purest of cut emeralds. Jaune immediately pulled away, his own face flushing as the tall girl approached.

"Uh, s-sorry." Jaune gulped. "The, uh, bed smelled nice, so I-"

"So you just decided to sniff my bed?" Jaune could feel the hostility rising in her voice. "Is that what you're telling me?"

"Uh, I, uh-"

"Miss Nikos, please calm yourself." Glynda said, placing her hand on the younger woman's shoulder. "I'm sure he didn't mean any harm." She cast a judging glare onto him. "Right, Jaune?"

"Right." Jaune stepped away, covering his nose. "Uh, I'm Jaune. Your new teammate."

"John?" She falsely repeated.

"No, not John. Jaune, w-with a soft J."

"I see." She eyed him warily. "And you already know who I am."

"Uh, you're Nora, right?"

"What?" She seemed genuinely shocked.

"The really excitable one, right?"

"You..." She blinked. "You really don't know, do you?"

"Jaune, this is Pyrrha Nikos, your team leader." Glynda corrected.

"Oh, you're Pyrrha." Jaune's face flushing again. "Sorry about that." If Jaune didn't feel foolish before, he definitely felt stupid right now. He just upset the one person he was warned not to upset. He extended his hand. "I'm Jaune."

"Pyrrha Nikos." She took his hand. "I'm the leader of Team Persian. Um, keep in mind that Nora like to call it Team Porn."

"Of course she does." Glynda sighed.

"Do you watch porn?"

The question came sof far out of left field, neither Glynda nor Pyrrha could have prepared themselves for it. Especially with someone as bright-eyed as Jaune appeared. Considering the introduction only moments prior, the question became slightly more natural, though only slightly.

"Er, n-no, no one in this dorm watches... p-porn." Pyrrha asked, cheeks pink with embarrassment.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of." Jaune stated like it was the most obvious thing.

"No, but it is prohibited on Beacon Academy grounds." Glynda puffed. "Students cannot be afforded such... distractions that could degrade their moral focus." She then pushed her adorable glasses up her adorable nose. "Even if the students are of the legal age to purchase such... items."

"Oh, that makes sense." Jaune nodded.

Pyrrha let out a heavy sigh, and Jaune swiftly covered his mouth and nose. That smell from earlier! It was coming from inside her! She raised a brow in confusion. As she opened her mouth to speak, Jaune swore he could see a green eye staring back at him!

"I can explain!"

The trio turned to see a pink blur rush over to the far bed. Once there, a girl with orange hair fussed over the sheets, blanket, and pillow. She was rambling apologies and excuses faster than Jaune could register.

Pyrrha let out a sigh in the girl's direction. "This is Nora. She's, uh, the one who has been piling clothes on your bed."

Jaune turned to the pile. Sure enough, there were uniforms, shirts, bras, and other articles piled up to his chest on the bed. He reached out and took one of the garments in his hands. He set it to the side, then took another, and set that in a different pile.

"Do you need help?" Jaune looked to his right and found a young man standing by with his hands behind him.

"If you don't mind." Jaune answered.

"Not at all." Came his response. "I'm used to doing this." As he took a pair of shorts in his hand, he turned to Jaune again. "I'm Lie Ren."

"Jaune." He nodded. "What did you mean by you're used to this, Lie Ren?"

"Just Ren is fine." He chuckled. "Nora was never really one for chores, so I often helped her when we were younger."

"Oh, you know each other?"

"Mm." Ren nodded. "Ever since we were kids."

"Are you lovers?" Ren stopped and became silent. Jaune looked to him and found a stoic face staring at the wall. "Ren?"

"We're not," Jaune turned to see a blushing Nora staring at him, "together-together."

Jaune looked between them, and he could hear their heartbeats. They were wild, almost panicked, but also oddly in sync with one another. If they weren't 'together-together,' as she said, then they were both hoping this fact would change. His heart swelled as he smiled.

"I completely understand." He then went back to sorting the laundry.

---------------------------------------------------

Jaune opened an eye, finding the room completely dark, and everyone sleeping softly in their beds. He silently slid from under his covers and made his way out of the room. Once outside, he huffed as he felt his magic wane from him. His disguise wouldn't last much longer.

He needed somewhere to hide for a few hours. Somewhere he wouldn't be seen in his true form. He looked down the halls, ensuring no one was awake and stalking about on a nighttime patrol. Thankfully, the world was dead silent, so he considered his options in peace.

The hallway restrooms were the closest, but also the most likely to raise question. If he was found inside, undisguised, he would be trapped with no escape.

The faculty rooms had much more space, especially the cafeteria and combat arena. However, there was nowhere to truly hide in those locations. Plus, who knows when the staff began their day and made preparations for students?

He couldn't go outside without raising suspicions. Unless he was still technically inside, like on the rooftop. It was high enough where he was less likely to be spotted by a roaming student or staff member, and it had a few hiding places he could safely relax and show his true form.

With a destination in mind, he quickly made his way to the rooftop. He climbed the stairs, carefully noting how softly they absorbed his steps. If they were wooden, he would have raised suspicions with potentially loud creaking. But they were not; they were metal with rubber padding, and covered in red spackled carpeting.

The night air that filled his lungs when he arrived was rejuvenating. With a deep breath, he let go and allowed his true self be shown to the blind world around him. Pink flames danced over his body until they ended in flickers on the tips of his fingers, toes, and tail. He twirled beneath the stars, a devil in the moonlight.

"I thought there was something off about you."

Jaune swiftly turned and was on the defensive. In front of the open door to the rooftop, a young woman with red hair and emerald eyes stood in her orange-brown pajamas. She smirked smugly as she eyed him up and down. It was Pyrrha, or at least, it looked like her.

"It makes sense for a demon to recognize a demon." The voice that escaped her lips wasn't the same as before. It was deeper, masculine, and far more hostile. "I was worried it would be a grimoire, or even a hellion, but no. It's just a lowly, little sucker."

Jaune was more on edge. Not only was this a demon, but one well versed in the workings and inhabitants of his deep, infernal home. Especially if he used a slur like 'sucker' to identify him.

"A long way from Luxuria, aren't ya?"

Jaune gulped. "I'm... I'm Jaune."

"Didn't ask. Don't care." Pyrrha approached, clearly not afraid of him. Jaune's pink flesh crawled, and he felt himself backing away. Some gravel slipped and he fell onto his back. "Bet this is a normal position for a slut like you, huh? On your back, with a much stronger demon towering over you, showing you your place?"

"Wh-Who are you?" Jaune swallowed.

"I'm Pyrrha Nikos, and you are going to be my good little bitch tonight." She sneered. "Oh, I can't wait to do all sorts of things to you."

"L-Like what?" Jaune gave his best bedroom eyes and his best salacious smile, despite his fear.

"Oh, I don't know." Pyrrha opened her mouth, and the third eye he saw before darted it's pupil around, studying him. She crawled closer until she was on top of him, drool dripping from her mouth. "There's just too many places for me to start."

"H-How about a kiss?" Jaune offered, letting his tongue roll out.

"Good idea, sucky." Pyrrha leaned closer to him, her mouth inches away. Spit and saliva crashed onto Jaune's skin like heavy rain drop. "Now be a good plaything and hold st- URGK!"

Jaune plunged his claws deep into Pyrrha's mouth, careful not to damage whatever human part of her remained. She flailed her arms against his as he gripped the eyeball in his slender talons. With such a pitifully weak retaliation, Jaune knew that Pyrrha wasn't a demon, but a puppet, a human vessel for demonic possession.

"Get out!" Jaune groaned as he used his other hand to push against Pyrrha's shoulder for leverage. "Get out! Of Pyrrha's body!" With a bestial roar, he pulled free from her mouth, as her eyes rolled upwards, and her lids fluttered shut.

In his hand, he held the grotesque eyeball of what was possessing Pyrrha. With a huff, he dropped it to the ground, then smashed it under his bare foot. A hellish screech soon followed, as blackish-green sludge oozed from Pyrrha's mouth. Jaune hurried over and helped her vomit the remaining essence. With a hack and a cough, she spit out the remainder of her possession.

"Whuh... What happened?" Her sweeter voice came. "Where am I?"

"You were sleepwalking." Jaune said, keeping himself out of her sight. "Dinner must not have agreed with you, so you probably came up here for some fresh air."

"Thank you." She spit again.

"Can you walk back?"

"Yeah..." She groggily answered. "Just... need to rest."

"Okay. You can rest up by the door, then I'll help you downstairs." He guided her to the door, then set her down.

"Thank..." She passed out.

A hiss rose behind Jaune, and he turned to faced the reforming sludge. It began to sank into itself until it's skin became tight, with small patches of hair lining it's arms, legs, and chest. It turned it's head to glare at him with it's remaining jade eye. It stood on it's hind legs as it's tail swished about angrily, tipping with a small shark caudal fin.

"You fucking whore." It wheezed. "I had a good thing going with her before you showed up and fucked everything up."

"Why is an imp at Beacon Academy?"

"Ask your Prince." It grinned with it's three rows if shark teeth. "I'm sure he'll tell you all about it after you fondle his-"

"Forget it." Jaune turned around. "Should have known an imp would be too stupid to know anything."

"Too stupid?!" The imp approached on it's stubby legs. "I had this whole school fooled, long before jumping into her from her partner!"

"John?"

"Oh? You met him?" The imp chuckled. "Now there was a good puppet. He had big dreams. He wanted to be a big huntsman man like his pops, and his old man before him and his geezer chump of a father before him! I fed off his desire for weeks!" It then sighed. "But then this bitch showed up, making him, and me, feel inadequate. Oh, how his desire quickly faded. Once I learned he was heading home, I jumped, and made my way into her." It's sinister eye seemed to gleam. "And boy did I strike gold."

It waddled around, placing it's claws on her jawline. Jaune grabbed it by the scrawny, scaly neck and stood tall. He walked away, and held him over the side.

"I won't ask again." Jaune growled. "Why is an imp at Beacon?"

"Desires, sucky!" It croaked. "Gah! You crack your skull on the headboard or somethin'?! We're the same, you an' I! We both hunt down humans and feed on their desires! And a buncha teens tryin' to prove themselves? Haghk! There's no better place for envy than that! Just like there's no better place for lust than under your Prince's c- AAAAAAAAGH!"

Jaune watched as the imp fell some ought stories down to the courtyard. With a splat, the imp was nothing more than a stain. If Jaune was lucky, it would be too weak to move and be collected by Flies in no time. Just as it was always done with demons who died outside the demon realm.

"Mngh..." Jaune took a deep breath, and changed back to his human disguise. "Jaune?" He hurried over to Pyrrha. He helped her to her feet, and began partially carrying her back to the dorm. "Did... Did I say anything in my sleep?"

Jaune could have told her no. He could have told her that she only mumbled and he didn't hear anything coherent. But Jaune was too damn curious.

"You said," Jaune gulped as they crossed the last step, "you said there was something off about me."

"I'm sorry," Pyrrha said, "I'm... jealous..."

---------------------------------------------------

"Achoo!"

"Aw!" Nora cooed. "You sneezed like kitten!"

With a sniff, Pyrrha groaned. "I don't know what I was thinking."

"You weren't thinking." Ren said. "Things like leepwalking are just habits that occur once in a while. So long as you aren't doing anything dangerous while it happens, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Yeah, but," Pyrrha blew her nose into a tissue, "why was I on the roof?"

"Maybe you were trying to find me?" Jaune offered with a cheeky grin.

"What?" Pyrrha asked, earning a chuckle from Nora.

"Well, I was on the roof getting some fresh air, so maybe you thought you'd follow me?"

"But why?"

"Maybe it's animalistic?" Ren offered. "For some deeply internal reason, you tracked down Jaune without realizing it."

"Like a mate?!" Nora asked excitedly.

"Or a challenge." Jaune offered. "You might have been mad about me sniffing your bed earlier." Pyrrha flushed at that. Jaune chuckled. "Or maybe it was something else I did?"

"Don't act so self-important." Nora huffed. "Pyrrha is a superstar athlete, mega champ! Why would she come after you?"

"Because I was jealous." All eyes fell on Pyrrha. "I was angry that you had something I could never have again. It's the same thing I felt with John, and with Nora and Ren."

"You were jealous of us?" Ren asked.

"But why?" Nora leaned in, then realizing she put her hand on a wet tissue and reeled back.

"Because you don't have what I have." Tears welled in her eyes. "You don't have a name. Nobody has high expectations for you. People can see you for who you are, and not for the name that hovers over your head. To the world, you're strangers. To the world," she sniffed, "I'm Pyrrha Nikos, the Invincible."

There was a long silence at those words. Ren and Nora glanced at one another, and Nora rubbed her arm sheepishly. She then remembered it was the tissue hand and grabbed a clean tissue to wipe over her arm.

"Well, to be honest, you're wrong on a lot of things." Everyone looked to Jaune.

"Whay do you mean?" Pyrrha asked with a sniff.

"First off, you weren't jealous of anyone." Jaune explained. "If anyone is jealous, it would be Ren or Nora." The two looked at each other. "They may not be what they call 'together-together', but they are together. And what do you think Nora would feel if I started dating Ren?"

"Uh, I guess I'd be happy for you guys?" Nora answered as Ren blushed a bit.

"Would you?" Jaune asked. "Or would you be worried that I'd be taking Ren away from you more often? Worried that you wouldn't be together anymore; together-together or otherwise?"

"Huh." Nora nodded with a clean hand to her chin. "I guess that does make sense."

"Pyrrha wasn't jealous." He turned to her. "You were envious."

"Is there a difference?" Ren asked, earning a nod from Jaune.

"When you're envious, you're angry because someone has something you don't." He stepped closer to Pyrrha. "But in this case, you were angry because of something we don't have. Something you have that you wish you didn't, and could share with us."

"I see?" Pyrrha asked, raising a brow.

"Then what's coveting?" Nora asked.

"When you want something someone owns." Jaune answered.

"Isn't that the same thing, though?" Ren asked.

"No, it's not, because you're not angry about it."

"Well, what if I'm angry about it?" Nora asked.

"Uh, then I guess it would be envious."

"Well, what if I'm angry because you're dating Ren, so I start dating Pyrrha to make you jealous?"

"I... That's not..." Jaune sat down. "Oh, this is giving me a headache."

Pyrrha let out a small laugh. "Well, it was a good try, Jaune." She placed a hand over his as she reached. She had to reach far, so much so that it seemed uncomfortable for her, so Jaune scooted closer in his chair. "What was the other part I was wrong about, though?"

"Well," Jaune straightened a bit, "you don't have to... feel what you felt about us. We're a team. Sure, you had a name back then, and everyone knows it now. But that's not who you are to us. I just met you, and I don't see some superstar mega athlete champion-"

"That's not what I said." Nora grumbled, earning a pat on the back from Ren.

"-I just see my leader, Pyrrha, who kind of has a bit of snot going towards her lip." Pyrrha quickly wiped herself, earning a laugh from the group. "And you don't look so 'Invincible' either that way. To me, you're my leader, Pyrrha Nikos, who cares a lot about her team. That's all that matters to me."

It was at this point that they both realized how close they were to each other, and holding hands. Jaune scooted back while Pyrrha straightened herself.

"Ooh, uh, I, uh, think I need some water." Pyrrha said, fanning her flushed face.

"I'm on it, boss- lady- leader- uh, Pyrrha!" Jaune stammered as he exited. Out in the hall, he started speed-walking towards to the vending machine to buy a water bottle. Once there, however, the words he overheard made his blood turn to ice.

"I'm telling you, I know what I saw!" A broad and buff student shouted at a much smaller and scrawnier one. "It wasn't a Grimm! It was a demon! Two demons!"

#rwby #rwby au #incubus jaune au #jaune arc #glynda goodwitch #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #lie ren

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ljxlj48 · 1 year

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Sure, you're scared, I've been there. I can set you free!

Jaehyun X Reader

Genre: toxic relationship

Warnings: Mature themes, abusive relationship, toxic behavior, gaslighting

Word Count: 800+

Author's Note: this one is way shorter than I wanted it to be, because I didn't know what to do anymore. sorry guys, but I hope you enjoy even though it's short. hugs and kisses to anyone reading <3

Also if you ever find yourself in this situation or in a similar situation, I highly encourage you to seek help.

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“Jae you promised you would go with me,” you whined at Jaehyun, as he sat on the couch not bothering to get ready.

“Baby, I didn’t say that,” Jaehyun swore that he never made any promise to go with you.

“Yes you did,” you were beginning to get more frustrated, you already knew you were gonna be late. “Get ready please so we can go.”

“I can’t, I already told the boys they could come over and watch the game, it starts in an hour,” Jaehyun argued back.

“I really need you at this event with me,” your eyes began to water, at how frustrated you were getting. “You promised,” you whispered out.

“Y/n, I wouldn’t promise you anything for tonight, because I knew the game was on,” Jaehyun argued, getting frustrated with you as well.

“I swear you told me you would go with me, I told you about this event weeks ago,” you looked toward the ceiling not wanting to ruin your makeup that you spent a great deal of time on.

“Must’ve been your other boyfriend,” Jaehyun said with a shake of his head.

“Jaehyun that’s not funny right now,” you snapped, “just tell the boys that they can’t come over and come with me, please.”

“No,” Jaehyun snapped back at you, “why is it I always have to cancel my plans to accommodate you, why can’t you cancel your plans for me?”

“I have, on many occasions,” you argued, recalling the multiple times you canceled lunches, dinner parties, birthday events, social gathering because of Jaehyun.

“I don’t recall a single time when you canceled any of your plans to be with me,” Jaehyun said with a little taunt.

“Jaehyun I have constantly put you above everyone else, I am asking you to do the same for me this one time,”

“You’re always making me go with you to things, like-“

“Like when? When have I ever made you come to an event when you didn’t want to besides right now?”

“Matt’s birthday party,” Jaehyun offered an example.

“I said I would go to Matt’s party alone, that you didn’t need to come,”

“No, you said ‘come with me to Matt’s birthday party, Jae’” Jaehyun mocked your voice and actions.

“That’s true,” you shook your head, as you could vividly recall that evening. That evening when you told Jaehyun that he didn’t need to come, that you were just gonna say ‘happy birthday,’ drop off a gift and come home. Jaehyun insisted on coming with you, he insisted on staying for one drink, he was the one that said he was having a good time, stay a little longer.

“It is true, you never gave me an option that night,” Jaehyun argued.

“That’s not true,” you said softer this time, trying to hold onto your memory.

“Baby,” Jaehyun came up in front of you kneeling to be eye level with you, “have you been taking your medicine?” You were on anti-anxiety medication.

“Of course I am,” you made sure you never missed a day. Your medication was the on thing that got you through the day. Which you always thought was odd because you never had anxiety growing up, it’s only been these past few years that it’s gotten bad.

“Are you sure baby?” Jaehyun asked sweetly, as he went over towards the kitchen counter to look at your pill box. “All the days are still filled,” Jaehyun said examine the box.

“That’s not true,” you said firmly, in your belief that you took your medication this morning. You made your way towards Jaehyun, grabbing the box from his hand, seeing all the days that you were supposed to take your medication still filled. “That’s not right,” yo said softly, “I swear I’ve been taking them.”

“Baby you need to try to be on top of these, you know what can happen when you don’t take your meds,” Jaehyun said in a soft scolding manner.

“I know, that’s why I’m sure I’ve been taking them,” you said, clearly devastated, “I thought I was taking them.”

“I don’t think you should be going to your event tonight,” Jaehyun said, as he opened a box for you, and got a glass of water.

“But it’s a work event, I can’t miss it,” you said, taking the glass and pill from Jaehyun.

“Your health is more important than your work right now babe,” Jaehyun said, taking the glass from you, before writing on a post-it that you took our medication today. “I’m sure your job will understand, we don’t even know how long you haven’t been taking your meds.”

“Okay,” you felt like pieces of your world were missing. You didn’t even know if you could trust your own mind anymore. You couldn’t tell the difference between what happened and what didn’t anymore. You felt yourself slowly going insane tonight.

“I know you’re scared, baby,” Jaehyun said with that smile, and those eyes. Those comforting eyes. “I’ve been there before, I can help you,” Jaehyun reassured you once again. And those eyes, those comforting eyes. They put your heart at ease. They stopped your mind from racing. Those eyes, they were telling you ‘it's gonna be okay.’

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pedropascalito · 10 months

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oh that girl from malta was just absolutely unhinged and stalking behaviour. p has always said that he’s always stoked when fans come up to him for a selfie or a chat because he himself has done it a few times, so for him to react the way that he did must’ve been because the woman was bothering him and that she wouldn’t leave him alone (only guessing from her post).

according to my moots that the woman turned the comments off on her post then made her account private after. saw it on twt, here’s the full post if you hadn’t seen it:

The trip where my idol, inspiration and hope for the world broke my heart!

Yes I went crazy and embarked on the adventure of meeting my idol. I never, ever expected to be so heart broken by someone I believed to be so thankful, so warm and kind towards his fans. I guess it is true, NEVER MEET YOUR HERO!

I traveled across countries to try my luck and when I saw him I thought "no way". Soon I was treated with the opposite of what he had made me believe he was. No, there weren't 50 people that could suddenly chase him. There was 2... 2 loving fans only trying to show him how much they care.

Even though this whole weekend ended in disappointment for me, I still got the chance to meet amazing people. @ed.zepplin who was just the sweetest person! Thank you for sharing your experience and for being so nice to me and my friends!

@sebamondacam, your story inspired me and I was so thrilled to meet you. I'm glad he matched your expectations. To you both i wish all the luck and success.

To @pascalispunk, I'm sorry if you had a rough day, i hope the beach was nice and I apologize for doing nothing but support you and being refused 4 seconds of your time (which would have meant the fucking world to me) when all I wanted to say was THANK YOU for inspiring me, THANK YOU for bringing my confidence back, THANK YOU for making me want to sing again and THANK YOU for being an example of a human being (which I didn't even recognize). I wonder what would have happened if I was Rihanna 🤔...

I only had love and thanks to give you and in 2 seconds you managed to break my heart and made me doubt everything I had built you in my head to be. I even did my nails with your favorite colors 😅 what an idiot...

@cocoullrich keep up the good work, I guess.

Here you go, anon. The full story in their words.

Sounds like she put herself first and blamed him for not accommodating her random demand for attention. He’s not required to satisfy a need for attention from a stranger on their whim. It doesn’t make him a bad person.

I would hope any fan, including me, would honor what he has done to uplift them by turning around and lifting up others. And if you have the chance to tell him in an appropriate setting, like a premier or comic con event, awesome! As an introvert, I’m biased towards leaving people the fuck alone when they are not working.

#pedro pascal #ask #fandom

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fivelakesinwriting · 2 years

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A Proper Gentleman {Joseph Quinn}

Author's Notes: I didn't realize how much of this was completed before I went on a so-called "hiatus". But I'm happy it's completed, and I hope you all enjoy it. Please let me know what you think if you have a moment - messages, comments and feedback are greatly appreciated! Thank you! xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual references - sexual innuendos, Mentions of drinking, Smut*(established relationship, hair pulling, scratching, dirty talk, unprotected sex - be safe out there, your choice how!)

Requested? Nope. Requests are open!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. And you do not have permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

The sheets were discarded from the bed, kicked off in the heat of the moment while their clothes trailed from one room to the next. Their dark room was a symphony of grunts, moans and pleads for more. He had not intended for things to go this far, this quickly. But there was something about the way she looked at him from across the room, batted her lashes at him over the brim of her wine glass, then slowly licked her lips. Lips stained red from lipstick and countless refills of dark, red wine.

He wanted to be a proper gentleman. Take her out to dinner, give her his jacket when she got cold, take her hand and lead her home. But he wasn't sure if it was the Bourbon in his veins, the dim light around them, or simply his own male urges. Quite simply - he wanted this woman on her back.

And that's what he got.

"Feels so fucking good." Joseph growled as he pinned her wrists together above her head and snapped his hips forward, watching her mouth fall open, his lover squirming around beneath him.

"Uh-huh!" She gasped while she wrapped her legs around his waist, lifting her hips in time with his thrusts. Joseph hissed out as he squeezed her wrists a little, rolling his hips.

"Gonna c-cum again, Joseph." She stuttered as she writhed in his grip, her walls squeezing his manhood impossibly tight.

"Oh, please. Please do. Fucking Hell." He moaned through gritted teeth, his own eyes rolling back as his own release approached seconds after hers. He came inside of her, and released his grip on her wrists before he dropped to the bed beside her.

"Wow." She whispered beside him, hands in her hair and her legs still spread to accommodate his body.

"Was alright?" Joseph panted as he ran his hands through his own hair then rested his palms behind his head. He exhaled a deep breath, his body still tingling all over.

"Better than alright. That was..it was incredibly. I've never had a man love on my body like that before." She breathed out, a little whine in the back of her throat as she rolled on top of him again. She hooked her fingers in the soft gold chain around his neck as she pressed her forehead to his.

"That's a shame. Give me about 20 minutes and I'll be nestled right between those thighs again. Forgive me, but you might be the absolute best I've ever had." Joseph grumbled as he took hold of her hips and pulled her over to straddle his lap.

"You're lying. Just being nice to me." She laughed softly, eyes closed as he kissed her neck and collarbone.

"Am being nice to you, but m'not lying either. Thought about you for quite a bit before tonight." He smiled into the base of her throat, his fingers pressed into her sides to keep her stable on top of him.

"Tell me what you thought about." She whispered with a soft pull of his hair, making him groan. His hair follicles so sensitive and over-stimulated from her tugging just a bit earlier, it made his toes curl.

"Something like this was pretty frequent on my mind. You naked, and on top of me while you pulled my hair. Sometimes you were sitting on my face, sometimes on my cock. I'm honestly not picky, honey." He grumbled as his hands roamed her body, his lips all over her chest and neck.

"You're so bad." She smiled as she pulled his hair at then ape of his neck, hips starting to roll just a little bit.

"From what I remember of the last hour or so, you like that about me." Joseph muttered with a nibble to her collarbone as he pulled his fingertips down her back.

"Might like when you talk dirty to me, yeah." She nodded as she pressed her fingertips to his jawline, tracing down the sides of his neck to rest on his shoulders.

"So you like it when I tell you how warm and wet you are? How good you feel on my cock?" He hummed as he slowly licked up her neck as he palmed her backside.

"I really like all of that." She wrapped her arms around his neck, dropping her lips down for a kiss along his throat as he positioned himself beneath her.

"You wanna go for a ride, honey?" Joseph grumbled as he lifted his hips up to nudge her entrance, his hands gripping her hips again.

"Start slow?"She whispered in his ear and he did his absolute fucking best not to cum all over her thighs.

"It's all you, gorgeous." He breathed out as he lined himself up with your entrance beneath her, then grabbed her sides to keep her steady. She rolled her hips, so deliciously slow on the way down, and Joseph was smitten all over again. She was so, so good. He dropped his lips to her chest and kissed along her collarbone as she slowly started to bounce.

She tossed her head back and gasped again, her nails pulling across his shoulders as he pulled her knees as far apart as they would go.

"Is that good, honey?" He grunted as he licked and sucked her collarbone, his hips keeping sloppy rhythm with her bounces.

"Yeah!" She wept in his ear and his entire body tingled with pins and needles.

"Never leave this bed. Stay with me forever. Just wanna make you cum for the rest of my life." Joseph panted as he pulled his fingers down her back, feeling her start to writhe on top of him. Her nails were so deep in his shoulders he knew he would have a mark for a day or two, and he would wear them with so much pride.

"Okay." She whimpered as she bounced on top of him, starting to lose her balance and rhythm.

"Take care of you, honey." He grunted as he flipped her onto her back and snapped his hips forward watching her eyes go crossed while a hum rattled in her chest. She came around him before she could say anything, eyes rolling back in her head as he nails pulled down his back to the dimples above his backside.

"M'so fucking blessed to be in this bed with you." Joseph moaned, deep from his abdomen as he chased his orgasm, his hips wild as he followed the sparks of his release. He came inside of her on a firm thrust , a grunt mixed with a soft whine escaping his lips as he pumped his hips through the aftershock.

"Joseph." She sobbed as she held his face, legs shaking beneath him.

"Y'alright, honey?" He breathed out as he rested on his forearms above her and gently thumbed at the corners of her eyes, padding away the tears that threatened to fall.

"Uh-huh. Promise. Just feel s-so good. And I like you so much." She stammered out as she pushed her fingers into his hair and tugged.

"I know, honey. I know. I feel the same."

**I have stopped doing a tag list for the time being. Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you so much xoxo

Requests for Dylan O'Brien, Andrew Garfield, Eddie Munson and Joseph Quinn are open, (but slow to complete)!! Requests for OBX are closed.

If you liked this, you might like my other fics:

Lost Time {Joseph Quinn}

Man of the Hour {Joseph Quinn}

Prying Fingers {Joseph Quinn}

#joseph quinn stranger things #joseph quinn fanfiction #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn x reader smut #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn x female reader

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Build me Up, Break me Down (Loki x Female reader)

Read chapter 18 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 19

Summary : Loki tries to win your heart back, not knowing that it already belongs to him

Warning : 18+ Some smut, Mentions of past abuse

He built the courage to go inside the room and he missed you almost immediately. It just seemed wrong, not finding you on your bed that he got for you or on the couch with your legs flailing around as you watched TV just seemed wrong to him. He has been so stupid with you, plain stupid.

He took out the slip from his pocket that you gave him and tapped on the numbers on the screen, but he probably did it wrong because a very furious man picked up and asked him to fuck off. How dare this menial mortal talk to him in such a manner? No wait he had to become more respectful of mortals now, you're a mortal and he respects you.

He carefully typed the numbers you gave him and he didn't make a mistake this time because he heard your voice

"Hi darling" he laid down on the bed, keeping the phone close to his ears. Just hearing your voice made him feel better than before

"Hi..did you reach the tower safely?"

"I did thank you"

"Can I ask how you're traveling because that was fast, it's like 10 miles from here"

"I teleported, it exhausted me but it was worth it"

"That's awesome, you should rest though" you bit on your lips after you spoke, he always made you feel so flustered even before but the knowledge that he wanted to start something with you made you even more nervous.

"I'm okay I miss your presence here darling, do you miss being here? You must not, you didn't have good experiences here" And he was to blame for most of them.

"It wasn't all bad Loki, I miss seeing you too, it was comforting to have someone I knew who won't get up in the middle of the night and hurt me" his eyes teared up as you said that. He couldn't imagine a man hurting you while you slept peacefully. It bothered him more so because he did hurt you, not physically but he did hurt you deeply.

"I'm sorry darling, I'm so sorry" your eyes teared up as you heard his sad voice, you never wanted him to feel this way, he has been so strong but you knew he had his own troubles in life that he never shared with you or anyone else and last thing you wanted to do was add to it

"I know you are and it's okay Loki, please don't be sad" you mumbled softly to comfort him, you wished to hug him but it was impossible for you to do that now. He wanted to tell you that he wasn't sad, that just hearing from you and having your forgiveness was making him feel better than he has felt in years. He didn't deserve it, he knew that, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy having it.

"So when can I see you again?" He asked you and it made your heart flutter

"Whenever you want"

"So now?" you giggled as he said that, what was this? You have never had it in your life before, a man saying stuff like that to you was new and having this feeling with him was driving you absolutely crazy

"I'm sure teleporting again would kill you, so tomorrow?" He smiled as you said that, he can't wait for tomorrow.

"Tomorrow it is then sweet mortal"

Mortal version Upgraded

You couldn't sleep that night and for a change it was because you felt happy, your eyes were glued to the spot where you both stood today and he kissed you. He told you before he hung up that he'd walk you to your hotel as soon as you were done with your shift, that reminded you that you had to find a new accommodation, a month is not a very long time.

Next morning you felt excited to wake up and start your day. You had a smile on your face throughout your shift even though some customers were rude. You didn't have any messages or calls from Loki but he did inform you last night that he'd see you after your shift ends, once you were done you waited outside the restaurant but he wasn't there.

......

"Can we be quicker than this?" Loki's voice roared in the conference room and all eyes were drawn towards him

"Oh are we boring you? Would you rather be somewhere else?" Tony asked him and he nodded

"As a matter of fact, yes" he looked at the time and he was so late. He wanted to call you but he was stuck here.

You waited ten minutes and then you started walking towards the hotel. You wanted to call him and check if he was okay but you feared that he was doing something important and you didn't want to disturb him. You did feel sad about him not coming though, you didn't have much expectations because you knew this was hard for him but it still hurt.

You reached the hotel and showered then you decided to check the newspaper for apartments nearby. You kept looking at your phone and your patience was about to run out when you heard a knock on the door

You got up instantly and when you opened the door you were met with his out of breath form as if he ran here. Teleportation from such distance did take the same amount of energy so it was probably that

"I can explain" he told you and you smiled as you invited him in. He told you that he was stuck in a meeting and he thought he'd be done by the time he was supposed to see you but his calculations were wrong of course.

"I'm already ruining this aren't I?" He was pacing in your room, afraid to look at you, it's been just a day and he was fucking this up already. When he turned around he bumped into you and then you wrapped your arms around his waist

"You're not ruining it. I just thought you changed your mind" his eyes teared up as you said that. He never wanted you to feel abandoned again

"I know I have been horrible to you darling but I'll never do that to you" he cupped your cheeks and leaned down to kiss you softly

"I know, I'm sorry, just text me next time so I won't worry" you told him, he nodded but you knew he was confused out of his mind. What is text now and how's he supposed to text you?

"I'll teach you how to do that using your phone" he sighed in relief as you said that

"Thank the norns, I had no clue what you meant" you smiled and you picked the newspaper up from the bed

"Were you reading?"

"No I just, just trying to find a place to live, this is only for a month"

He wanted you to come back and live with him but he wasn't sure if you wanted that anymore.

"Please sit, would you like something to drink?" You asked him so he walked closer to you and picked you up effortlessly by holding your waist

"You?" He mumbled and it made you smile and then it made you feel shy. You felt like a virgin bride who has never been touched before. He gently laid you down on the bed and his lips were on yours instantly. He just wanted to take back the hurt and humiliation he have put you through, that wasn't what you needed after everything you have suffered, but no amount of guilt and regret would turn back the time for him

"Tell me when you want me to stop sweetheart" he whispered as he moved down and pressed kisses on your neck

"Don't stop loki.. please" you whined into his ears and it broke every sense of self control he had. He didn't want to fuck you and make you feel as if that's all he wanted from you,

"I ..I want to court you properly, take you out on dinners and fancy midgardian dates"

"ummm does courting involve no sex on Asgard?" You smiled as you caressed his cheeks

"On Asgard? Well there..We are only allowed to court women we intend to form an union with, it's an union of convenience mostly"

"What about sex then?"

"It happens all the time, you can sleep with whoever you want, but that's all it is, it's physical and serves its purpose"

Now you understood him a little, you understood why he was so closed off emotionally. He never had a chance to develope an emotionally intimate relationship

"That is very sad" you pulled him closer and kissed him again, he grabbed your hands and placed it over your head then he linked his fingers tightly around yours

"You always make things so hard for me darling" you let out a moan as his hips bucked into yours

"I don't want fancy dates loki.. I just want you" he kissed your forehead then his lips met with yours again, but he wanted to give you everything else along with himself "I just want you to be my god"

"Don't start with that , you have no idea what it does to me or I think you do and you just like torturing me"

You bit on your lips as he said that

"I'm serious though, I just want to be yours and have you be mine, I can't have you like this and then share you with other women Loki" he let go of your hands and cupped your cheeks to stop your thoughts right there,

"There won't be other women darling, just you, only you, I promise my love I promise" He promised. He fulfills his promises you knew that.

"Thank you" your eyes teared up and he couldn't have that, he can't have this precious girl crying more tears for him or because of him, he knew he was fucking up the moment he found you crying on the bed, he should have stopped right then and he should have held you, he should have fixed it.

"Did you eat after you finished work?" He asked you and you shook your head

"Since when you're skipping meals hmm? Your tummy is not getting all grumbly now?" He crawled down and placed his head on your stomach making you giggle in response

"Well I was waiting for you" you caressed his scalp with your fingernails and before he could get even more comfortable laying on you like that, he wanted to get up and feed you. He decided to take you to the restaurant downstairs

"Natasha gave me some makeup products you want to see?" You asked him like a child and it swelled his heart, he was trying so hard to not cry every other minute but you were making it so difficult for him by being so precious.

"Show me darling" you squealed as you took out the kit from the almirah then you grabbed his hand and you both sat down on the bed. He was staring at your face as you opened the kit and took the products out one by one,

"This is all so fancy, I could never afford this foundation before, it's from estee lauder, I'd have to sell my soul to buy this" you chuckled as you handed him the bottle.

"You don't have to, you don't really need all this but I get it. It's like me and daggers, I don't need them but I want more and then some more" you smiled as he said that. He does love his daggers.

"Well someone once told me it hides ugliness" you bit on your cheek to stop yourself from smiling

"Well he seems like an arse isn't he?" you gasped as he said that

"Heyyy Don't talk about my god like that" you pointed your fingers at him to look more threatening

"Stop that darling" he smiled and blushed furiously, you made his cheeks flushed, that pink shimmer looked good on his face, he didn't even need a product for that.

After showing him everything, you placed the products inside so you could get ready, you had the perfect green dress you wanted to put on for dinner tonight, but a thought kept bothering you. You felt happy in the moment but you felt awful for Penny, she just lost him and you could picture her being all sad or crying alone and it broke your heart for her.

"Hey what is it?" He asked you as he grabbed your chin between his thumb and forefingers to make you look at him

"Nothing I just.. I keep thinking about Penny, I never want to be the reason someone is in pain"

He scooted closer to you and pulled you on top of his lap

"Listen to me sweet girl, you're not to blame for any of this alright? It's all my fault that I got her involved between us, I never should have, you didn't deserve that darling and she didn't either. She's okay I promise you that" you wrapped your arms around his neck and he hugged you tightly, you deserve all the happiness in the world and you didn't have to feel as if you were taking it from someone else.

You got ready and he took you out for early dinner, he held your hand and he pulled the chair out for you like a gentleman, he allowed you to order whatever you wanted to eat. That was very nice. The he took you out for the ice cream,

"Which flavor you want to try?"

"I think I'll skip darling, I'm full from the dinner" you made a pout as he said that then you kept staring at him

"Fine I'll get whatever you are having" you grinned like a cheshire cat as he gave in and ordered sundae for both of you so he could enjoy bunch of flavors at once

"Which one do you like the most, be honest?"

"The white one"

"That's Vanilla, you're so vanilla" you chuckled and he had a lot to say because he knew what you meant but he kept his filthy thoughts to himself

As soon as you both stepped inside the room he had you wrapped around him, he picked you up and sat down on the couch because he didn't trust himself with you on the bed. The moment you start whispering about how much you wanted to pray to him he'd drop his pants and answer all of your prayers right now. But he didn't want to fuck you tonight, however he did want to please you

"Is this okay darling?" He whispered in your ears and you nodded, he unzipped your dress and pulled the straps down your shoulders just so he could get a view of your cleavage

"Ummm lights..can we dim the lights?" You whispered in his ears and he clicked his fingers, it got dark but he could see your skin glowing in the moonlight coming from the window behind him

"Are you feeling shy darling?" He grabbed your chin and you nodded "it's alright ..it's okay" he kissed down from your jaw and went lower,

"Want me to touch you darling? give me permission, ask me to touch you" you placed your hands on his shoulders as he said that

"Touch me Loki please" you whispered so he placed his hands under your dress and between your legs then he rubbed his fingers over your clothed heat, you moaned then bit on your lips, you couldn't help but grind your hips on his hardening bulge

"That feel good? Let me hear you sweetheart"

"So good.. please touch me more" your voice came out all whimpery and he was pleased to hear that, he placed his hands inside your panties and you felt his fingers rubbing over your soaked folds then he circled his thumb over your clit, you gasped as his middle slipped inside your entrance, you could hear the vulgar sound of his digit pumping in and out of you, his index finger joined the movement and you felt as if you were in heaven

He couldn't take his eyes off you either, he could feel your nails digging into his shoulders, your mouth stayed open, head thrown back and you moaned louder and louder as you felt the coil building in your core

"Loki I'm close..so close" he pressed his thumb on your clit and moved in circles as fast as possible, driving you over the edge, as you came he moaned with you, just the sight of you amidst your orgasm brought him the satisfaction, it's the most erotic view he has ever seen

"There you go, that's my girl" he kept his one hand right where it was while the other one went behind your neck so he could pull you closer.

His girl. He called you his girl. You wanted to be his girl. His one and only girl.

Once you calmed down he picked you up and took you to the bathroom to clean you up, you wanted to return the favor but he denied, even though it was hard for him to do so, he had to use magic to get rid of that giant raging erection

You changed into a tank top and pajamas for the night and he told you that he should leave but you couldn't have him leave, not tonight atleast

"Stay the night..sleep with me please, I miss sleeping in your arms" you wrapped your arms around his neck as you spoke

"I do not trust myself to not touch you inappropriately especially when you look like this" you had the most boring clothes on and you even washed the makeup off your face, and that's exactly why he found you so pretty right now,

"Mmmm I trust you Loki, I trust you more than anything" you took his jacket off, then you took his shirt off too, he wasn't stopping you which you loved. You unbuttoned his jeans and bent down to take it off his legs

"Please god..stay" he picked you up from the floor, onto his shoulder and you giggled as he got you under the covers along with him.

"You kept the blanket" he mumbled while placing a kiss on your forehead

"Ofcourse, I even stole a shirt from you, very creepy I know but you can forgive me"

"Bad bad princess" you pressed your face in the crook of his neck and his sweet intoxicating scent made you feel as if you were home. Also did he just call you princess? Would it become a regular thing? You hoped so.

That night you slept in the arms of the god you loved and worshiped with all your heart. There was just something about him, you have devoted yourself to him in every way and you just wanted to stay by his side.

Life felt perfect in that moment, a feeling you never had before. A feeling you knew wouldn't last because it's your life.

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