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[kawaistrawberry21]

older man nanami who finally found joy in his retirement years with his younger bimbo! it wasn’t supposed to happen, he was okay staying in a loveless marriage - smoking his cigars and watching his grandkids run around. but god bumping into you while at his favorite country club changed it all. then everything else came just a quick. the divorce. the marriage to you. the family dinner where everyone hated his decision and you. then how nanami yelled he was not longer living for them, but for himself.

now as the hot sun blazed in the beautiful tropical place, nanami under shade with a small glass of whisky and his handy cigar just watching the small bakini on your curvy frame while you played in the water of the beach that was just for you two. his cock hard, harder than ever with every bounce of your breast when you made your way too him. “nana! why won’t you come out with me?” your glossy lips pouted. you pulled your glasses up straddling him while wrapping your hands around his neck.

“was just enjoying the view babydoll” you kissed his cheek giggling at nothing, then his neck, your lip gloss leaving a glossy lip print. it wasn’t supposed to happen; but your hips began to buck again his hard print. the thin matiral of the bathing suits doing nothing. the somehow you found yourself slumping down onto the old man’s curved cock rocking your hips to fit his big size, mouth open in a silent scream. “you’ve taken him plenty of times beauty. be a good girl you can handle it” he landed a slap to your ass, your small yelps and bounces as you felt him in your throat. your words stuck, tears falling down on your puffy cheeks damping the whispy lash set.

“faster.” nanami command, buckling into your cunt and growling at how warm and wet you were. wrapping around him so well. the glass of whisky and his cigar were now long forgotten- his hand wrapping around you while he mumbled how much of a bad slut you were. “never listen to daddies instructions huh?” he held you tightly, fucking into fast - hard. the sound of your wetness and it’s splashing, his balls slapping against your ass, and your cunts creams dripping all over your clothes. “n-nana pleaseeee!” you cried trying to push away, your head becoming dizzy and your abdomen feeling a full sensation. your puffy clit kept bumping against things overstimulating you so bad that you squirted with a loud cry. “that’s it, give it to nana.”

nanami worked himself a little slower and sloppy, but not enough to stop the shooting pleasure. his ropes filled you just as your second orgasm came, your body shaking, pussy pulsing and clenching so bad that it set nanami’s second orgasm off. now after your beautiful vacation your had to sit down the same two kids that hated you and tell them that after 30 years they were finally getting another sibling!

[kawaistrawberry21]

This Y/N every time they see Jason todd

sittin on his lap like santa's little faggot

[kawaistrawberry21]

"If you don't know where to put all that grief, give it to me."

[kawaistrawberry21]

reacting to their crush confessing to them hcs ; various cookies

requested by ; cookie simp anon (event)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | epic | legendary

character(s) ; abyss monarch cookie, ananas dragon cookie, gim cookie, longan dragon cookie, lotus dragon cookie

outline ; “may I request option A (hcs form) for: Abyss Monarch, Lotus Dragon, Longan Dragon, Ananas Dragon, Gim

(and can it be reader confessing to them, thanks!!)”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

abyss monarch cookie

outwardly they appear pretty neutral about your confession, with their expression remaining virtually unchanged aside from the barely-perceptible widening of their eyes, but rest assured your words mean more to them than you may ever realise

it took them so so long to realise that their feelings for you weren’t just platonic, and they’d spent every moment since that little epiphany burying and repressing their crush on you because they were certain that you would never return their feelings and they didn’t want to chase away the only friend they’ve had since leaving sugarteara — so to have you suddenly confess that you have those same feelings for them would come as quite the shock to abyss monarch cookie’s system

they’ll be still and silent for anywhere from a few moments to a few minutes after the true weight of your words hits them, but don’t take it as a form of rejection, they’re just processing everything and trying to come up with an appropriate response

and once they do finally regain their composure and manage to respond to your confession, it’s made immediately obvious that they’re just as in love with you as you are with them even if they don’t outright say those three words — it’s clear from the tremble of their voice, the aversion of their eyes, the flushing of their skin, the shaking of their hands as they grasp at your own, and from the way they look at you when they finally finish saying their piece

warmth, hope, vulnerability, and a love that’s so obvious that you almost forget how nervous you were about being rejected by them

ananas dragon cookie

a little surprised at your confession if only because of the amount of guts it must take for a mortal to attempt to court a dragon — of course your efforts will be rewarded because ananas dragon cookie returns your feelings, but honestly they were expecting to have to be the one pursuing you

they spend a while goading you and almost testing your resolve — oscillating between questioning why you think you’re worthy of being their mate and getting you to fuel their ego and pride by asking you what drew you to them so strongly

(they already knew the answer, of course, but they want to hear you say it)

once you start getting more agitated that they’re comfortable with witnessing, they’ll motion for you to be quiet and tell you that they accept your feelings and will take you as their mate — hiding their own feelings behind a facade of pride and disinterest that you can just barely tell is an act as they invite you to stay with them in their nest for the rest of the day

… or, if they get their way, for the rest of your life

gim cookie

gim cookie another one that goes quiet when you confess to him — but he doesn’t go still, in fact he continues walking ahead (at a slower pace than before) and just politely listens to what you have to say until you’re done, only then turning his full attention to you and responding with a confession of his own

granted, his response isn’t particularly grand or romantic — arguably it’s more underwhelming and blunt than anything else — but it’s so very him that you can’t find it in yourself to complain

(think along the lines of ‘oh, yeah. me too’)

and it does a perfectly fine job of conveying his feelings to you before he moves on to a more pressing topic: finding somewhere comfortable to nap for a while before you have to go your separate ways for the rest of the week (you for your work and him for an exorcism further afield)

(his vote is that the two of you find lodging in the nearby village for once — all of the gim talismans have been set out to dry, and sleeping in a proper bed feels like a nice way to celebrate the start of your relationship, don’t you think?)

longan dragon cookie

interrupts your confession to tell you that they acknowledge your feelings but that they plan to court you at their own pace despite what was just said — it comes across as quite cold and dismissive, and a little disheartening honestly, up until you actually realise that that was basically the closest you’re going to get to longan dragon cookie admitting they have feelings for you

they may not have said that they love you, or even that they like or care for you, but they very bluntly stated that they plan to court you and take you as their mate — not immediately, perhaps not even soon, but the intention is clearly there and that’s enough to soften the blow of what initially came across as a rejection

so… yeah! just be patient and you’ll get what you want from them when they decide they’re ready to take on the responsibilities of having a mortal mate

lotus dragon cookie

they’re not even remotely surprised by your confession, but they do let you voice everything you planned on saying before offering up a response of their own — granted, their silent smile and undivided attention almost definitely makes your anxiety so much worse but rest assured that their intention isn’t to intimidate you

they draw out their own confession a bit just to make you squirm, but they don’t last longer than a minute or so before they’re calmly insisting that you have nothing to worry about and that they feel the same way for you

… granted their phrasing is slightly different and could easily come across as a bit patronising if you didn’t know them as well as you did at that point, but the message is still the same

they request that you stay with them for the rest of the day after that, sending their servants off to prepare your favourite meal to celebrate (and to organise a room for you to stay in afterwards as they don’t plan on letting the day end early)

[kawaistrawberry21]

Yay requests are back! Can't tell ya how much I've missed your writing Hon, hope you been taking care!

Okay so back on my Kazuya train (Can't get enough of this dilf!) I wanna see him jealous! Like he has no reason to be loving femdom s/o is obviously into him and him alone but I have a need for jealous cutie, and to reassure said jealous cutie 😏😏😏 SFW and NSFW if possible please and thank you! 💙

hello my dear!! that is so kind of you to say, I've been doing well and am finally getting a chance to relax! hopefully these lil headcanons will spice up your day! 🖤

[TEKKEN MASTERLIST]

Oh man, you wanna talk jealous? I'm pretty sure that Kazuya invented the word. And if he didn't, he sure as hell owns it.

I hope that you like a jealous s/o, because when the feeling strikes him, you will know about and truly get to enjoy everything that comes with it.

Kazuya isn't aggressive with you and doesn't take anything out on you; he trusts you with his life and truly believes that you can do no wrong.

It's just other people that he does not trust. Kind of to be expected considering his experiences.

If you guys are out and jealousy starts to boil over in Kazuya, he will stand very close to you. Closer than he already was.

He will keep his hand firmly on your waist and give perhaps the most terrifying death stare to whoever has dared to invade your space.

And you won't even have to look at Kazuya to know that he's feeling jealous. All you have to do is look at how everyone else is reacting; if they're sweating, you know what's up.

But for the most part, Kazuya saves his strongest emotions for when you two are alone.

Though he could easily grab you and kiss you for everyone to see, he doesn't even think they're worthy of getting to see the two of you like that.

His vulnerability is saved only for you!

spice under the cut!

With the absolutely carnal energy that is radiating off of Kazuya, I am well and truly sure that you will be running home with excitement, LOL.

Kazuya is probably his roughest when he's jealous. Most of the time he will be as gentle as you want him to be (or not), but when he feels jealous he just has this pent up energy that he needs to express.

Please speak up if you don't like it because this man will fuck you SO hard you will be needing crutches for the rest of the week.

He will happily slam the front door shut when you get home (by some miracle it does not fly off the hinges) and bend you over the counter before you can even utter a word.

Kazuya will growl in your ear about how badly he wants you and that he's been so hard for you all night. There's no one else that can sate him, not a soul but you.

He will take his time with you, peeling each layer of clothing off so slowly that it'll have you moaning and panting for him to just hurry up...

And once you're all undressed for him, he will take you on every surface in the house. Counter's a given, dining table, bathroom sink, you name it he will fuck you against it.

He'll just kiss his way up and down your stomach and along your breasts and just revel in how you scream for him. Please tell him how good his cock is making you feel because it's all for you.

You moaning his name is all the reassurance he needs~

[kawaistrawberry21]

Hey I’m the anon that asked if you write for Tekken 👉🏻👈🏻 I always like the grumpy x sunshine trope, and I was wondering if you can write headcanons for Kazuya with an s/o like that? Very soft, sweet, affectionate, I feel in a way it would also be funny 😆

Idk if this is what you wanted but I have it my best shot. 🦦

Not me back on my Brutus and Pixie agenda (seriously it’s my favourite thing to reference at this point.)

All I’m going to say is; it’s not easy showing kindness to a man who had been so vastly removed from it from a young age, and the only memory he has of experiencing such kindness was from his mother; which in of itself was merely candlelight in comparison to the suffocating darkness.

So needless to say if you keep at it, not showing agitation or anger towards his inability to see your acts of kindness towards him as just that; pure acts of kindness. Then Kazuya will slowly -baby steps mind you, extremely small baby steps- begin to believe it to some extent.

Everyday is an uphill battle but you were willing to fight it forever without ever showing an ounce of fatigue if it meant earning Kazuya’s trust. Something that he one day noticed and will- in his own unique way- show his gratitude for sticking by him for as long as you have.

Let’s hypothetically say he came back injured, you naturally wanted to help him but much like showing affection or acknowledging how he felt towards you, he will have those walls up again faster then you could blink. It’s just natural for him this way to never pay any mind to the ‘weaker’ side to himself and reject any and all notions that could possibly end up in him becoming ‘soft’ and ‘pliable’ for those who might have it out for him.

So imagine the feeling of achievement you’d get the moment Kazuya let’s you tend to his wounds, listening silently as he slowly began to open up to you, even if it was a little bit, it was still something to celebrate for the both of you; especially when going forward into this relationship where you’d gradually bear your entire heart to the other, letting them see the most vulnerable parts of yourselves and silently praying that the other doesn’t destroy you with it in the future…

And imagine how nice it was to be hugged by a pair of strong arms, held against a firm chest by powerful hands and just finding yourself melting into him…smiling softly at the fact that Kazuya wanted to hold you out of his own accord. Feeling protected from any and all harm that could come your way. It was enough to make you want to cry but instead you smiled brightly and told him how utterly proud you were of him for taking the first step, for taking a chance on something he was once so vividly against.

This man looks like he’s never be told that someone was proud of him ever in his life. So hearing someone who had nothing but the most wholesome of intentions with him say it? He’s not going to know how to react, but from the way his grip on you would tighten slightly told you more than enough as you reminded yourself to keep reminding him how proud you were.

Is it a stretch to say that he would be protective? Especially towards the person who had shown him their truest self and shown him how being in love and being loved don’t inherently make you weak or lesser than, boldly proving him -a man dead set in his ways- wrong on several occasions and him not feeling an ounce of anger but instead a weird sense of relief? So Kazuya will want to keep you away from the shadier side of things in the instance that he might not always be there to ward away unwanted attention.

He may not say it aloud but then again why would he when his actions were loud enough for you to understand their intentions, no matter how few and far between they might be but at least you knew that he would stand by you and keep you protected by any means necessary.

He just has a fear of loosing the one good thing in his life because of who he was; For if he were to loose you then everything he originally believed would then become truth, that it would become reality.

The fact that you were both opposites would be made apparent in everything that you did but that’s what made your relationship work when in any other circumstances it probably wouldn’t. However it only made your appreciation of the other stronger than before.

It’s not perfect, not that I’m saying it ever was, but ultimately the hardships are what made you treasure your relationship with the grumpy man even more. You didn’t try to change or ‘fix’ him because that was not your job, you’re not fixer and you knew that as much as he did and instead you -with your unwavering kindness and gentleness- had let him taken his time with getting to a level of comfortability with you where he knew he could relax beneath your touch instead of flinching away.

You soothed his scarred heart whilst also loving it unconditionally without feeling the need to change it to fit your fantasy.

[kawaistrawberry21]

Hi, I would like a headcanon of what Lee chaolan x fem's wedding would be like! reader

hii-!! 💜 i love the idea so much,, and i apologize if there's any mistakes since this is my first time writing for Lee!

(o´▽`o) 💜💐 ( and the amount of fics + hcs of him here is criminally low ).

. dividers by @/saradika-graphics and @/cafekitsune ! 🦄

-`✧´- wedding headcanons.

you know you won in life when lee decided to marry and take you as his wife, since marriage is quite a serious and a big thing to him. he is ready to fully commit himself to you.

that's when you know how sincere he is regarding that specific topic.

he would be SUPER loyal to you and change some of his ways FOR YOU.

not his charm and playfulness though like never- it stays.

he'll treat you like his only queen 10000%.

you knew that he's going to be the one for you since he decided to take a step forward with you-- especially when proposing for marriage.

anyway, i just know for sure that the wedding day would be SOOO grand! like the guests list would be endless, and he's not afraid to flaunt everything off ( in a good way perhaps! )

he would pick the BEST wedding dress for you, which obviously would be pricey as heck; made by a well-known designer and brand of your choice if you have any.

he wouldn't mind spending lots of money and possibly going broke for you ( which means never, cuz he got that unlimited money bank going on so he would happily spend lots on you lmao ).

also omg let's talk about the meals-- they would def be those high, first class type of meals being prepared there.

and i personally think that lee would want the wedding to be held with a whole grand hall being rented on, or just within his already large, luxurious mansion.

atp knowing how he is, he probably would want to do the whole wedding venue two times-- bc he's THAT guy.

also, alisa and xiaoyu gonna be your bridesmaids bc the idea is just too cute to me <33

lars and jin gonna be his ( jin mainly joins bc of xiaoyu's convincing lmao ).

claudio might be one of those chefs and waiters ( just wanna add him hh- )

overall, lee is gonna admire and cherish you a LOT nonetheless of where you both decided to marry. he's just happy to be able to properly claim you and finally call you his wife to the whole world <33 !!

and and i just thought that he probably would rent a whole island or like, take you to travel other countries during your honeymoon phase with him; entirely your pick, he wouldn't mind.

i got carried away hhh i hope you liked this! <333

@luneariaa. do not repost; reblogs are alright. all rights reserved.

[kawaistrawberry21]

A Sonic fan first and foremost 💙

[kawaistrawberry21]

Old Blackstar art ⭐️

(I think about him a normal amount)

[kawaistrawberry21]

Spending Christmas with Silco and Jinx (HC's)

A/n - I'm at a Christmas event and I had this idea when thinking about Arcane and hearing Christmassy songs playing on the speakers.

Pairings - Silco x reader (Romantic), Jinx/Powder x reader (Platonic), Silco x Jinx/powder (Platonic)

Warnings - Swearing, mentions of sex

No joke, you'd be doing all the decorating with Jinx while Silco just sits there and does whatever the fuck Silco does when he gets a break. Heck, he might not even get a Christmas break. The man is unpredictable.

Most decorations will be explosives so be careful. Nobody wants to deal with a dead body on the Christmas tree again.

Christmas music pisses Silco off, especially when you and Jinx play it loud.

Silco will settle for a movie or two with you and Jinx.

Lots of baking. And I mean LOTS of baking. May even be able to get Silco in on it. But he will decorate the sweets with a decapitated Santa Claus and a bloody Rudolph so make sure you don't give any of that to Jinx. She loves Christmas a little too much.

Silco will dress up as Santa Claus for young Jinx, but you have to butter him up beforehand. At that point though, he'd only take sex and your attention for payment. But he will deny it when you show him the photos you took of Santa Silco and little Jinx years later.

Expect the best dinner ever.

Really expensive presents are thrown around on the day.

Sevika is like Jinx's really annoying older sister and it doesn't look like she has anywhere to go for Christmas so she stays with you, Jinx and Silco. Sevika will say she doesn't wanna celebrate with you but'll take the offer up in a flash.

c u d d l e s

Fighting occurs between Silco and Jinx because Jinx opened her presents early.

The most dysfunctional Christmas family photos in the whole of the undercity.

It's just really chaotic-

[kawaistrawberry21]

•Being in a Relationship with Silco•

Well, first of all, no ones going to be able to lay a hand on you, that's for sure.

Much less get within twenty feet of you.

Silco has his most valued people guarding you at all times.

You are his queen. The Queen of Zaun.

Silco was a silent admirer of yours for a long time til he finally decided that he couldn't bare not telling you anymore.

The reason it took him a while to voice his interest was because he didn't want his life for you.

While he believes in his cause and he has great plans for his Nation of Zaun, he also acknowledges that it wouldn't be the first choice of many.

He didn't wish to place you into a life of crime unless he was sure you would reciprocate his affections.

But once you did, he made sure to leave nothing hidden from you.

Silco will never lie to you, sugar coat the specifics of his work and never leave anything out.

He will not pretend to be a saint as he feels that would be unfair to you and he wants your love for him to be true, monstrous details included.

Silco will take you with him to the meetings with the other bosses, he'll show you around his Shimmer warehouses and he will unveil to you the darkest parts of the Undercity.

The true underbelly of the beast, where no light shines whatsoever and where addicts dwell, suffering and deformed because of the very drug he distributes.

It is no great, happy bonding moment when Silco shows you these things but he will never hide who he is from your gaze.

And, you loving him despite all, despite every evidence to the contrary he lays at your feet makes him trust you above all others.

You have largely become the main reason he continues to fight for his perfect world because he'll be damned if he doesn't keep you happy and safe.

He will use everyone in the Undercity and Piltover as mere pawns to ensure your contentment.

Silco is honestly one of the most accepting gentlemen out there.

If you're feeling insecure about anything, anything at all, he will simply tell you how perfect you are and that he would not choose a partner who is anything less than enchanting.

Though his words are spoken simply and very matter of fact, they are filled with such conviction that it is easy to believe him when he calls you his "queen".

Silco would be very happy to have a child with you since he honestly loved raising Jinx.

But, having a baby between you two and seeing them grow right from the start? Seeing the combination of both your genes into this whole new person? That's a bit of a fantasy of his.

Of course, if you don't wish to have a child he will drop the conversation immediately. He is getting along in years after all.

Besides, it's hard enough as it is keeping you safe, much less a newborn who can't walk or talk and is such easy prey.

As much as he may fantasize about having a child with you, he doesn't know himself if he even wants to bring a true innocent into the crusade he started.

It's worse enough that his love for you brought you into it.

You're not going anywhere near Shimmer. He would never let you become addicted to that shit.

Silco enjoys asking for your opinion on matters having to do with his business and empire. He admires your intellect and he is always open to viewing things from a different perspective.

Plus, he never wants you to feel ignored.

Since you're already in his world, you may as well be his partner in all his operations.

Silco loves to spend quality time with you, even if it's just both of you reading your own selective books but sitting together.

Even if it's just taking a walk around the city together once a day or on the rare when he allows himself a break from work and spends hours on end talking with you.

He often cannot give you the quantity both he and you wishes for but when you do spend time together he always makes it feel like you two are the only ones in the world.

Silco is very good at making everything else melt away so that you can receive all his attention.

He's incredibly kinky. Bondage, you restrained of course, call him "daddy" and see what happens, spanking, blind folding, if you're being bratty he'll delight in punishing you and he loves marking you up in some way.

A complete 100% dom. Will never be a switch. Will never be a sub.

Silco's sex drive is pretty high despite his age just because he's been deprived of a partner for so long and because there's nothing more amusing than to have you begging for him.

He gets a kick out of hearing you scream his name and any moan, whimper and mewl he elicits out of you turns him on so much.

He will whisper such dirty things in your ear at all times just to get a reaction out of you.

You two have had sex in his office, on his desk, more times than you can count.

Silco's love language to you is definitely gifts and acts of service.

He treats you like royalty, buying anything you could ever wish for and then some. Jewelry, flowers, trinkets, interesting inventions, weapons, dinner at fancy restaurants, etc.

He doesn't think of it as buying your affections but simply that you should have all these novelties anyway. Just that you deserve the best.

Any hobby or interest you have he will purchase anything and everything in relation to your preferred pastimes.

How Silco services you is important, too. He makes it his job to ensure that you're safe, always.

He prefers this silent approach to showing you how much he loves you rather than saying it.

By being there when you're sick, by staying in bed with you an hour longer in the morning despite his busy schedule, by listening to you go on about your day and by remembering every detail of your relationship, he is plainly displaying how much you mean to him.

How much he values you, not just as his chosen partner but also as an individual person.

The love language Silco requires is more vocal affirmations and physical.

He simply loves it when you tell him you love him. It's like music to his ears.

Tell him you belong to him and be prepared to have him take you right then and there.

Tell him how much he means to you and you will receive a rare smile from him.

Silco has not had many kind words bestowed upon him, so to hear you say them and mean them is quite wondrous to him.

He has been deprived of true intimacy for as long as he can remember and now that he has it he doesn't wish to go without it.

At first Silco was a little reluctant to get too near you because of the scars upon his face and his grisly, unsettling to most, eye.

But you were never afraid and you always made sure to caress and kiss his face to let him know of your complete acceptance and adoration.

He appreciates it more than you will ever know, more than he will ever say out loud.

You injecting his toxic eye with a drop of Shimmer or helping him put on his makeup is routine now.

Silco loves the intimacy of it. Of letting you into his more bare moments.

When he shows you his own insecurities as you put on his concealer or draw in his eyebrow to match the other.

When he trembles in his seat and convulses because of the pink drug entering his system and you're there to calm him.

You're the only one he has let in, has let see all of him, not just the cunning, not to be taken lightly criminal that he shows the rest of the world.

You'd never betray him just like he never will forsake you and because of that Silco has allowed for you to take up a substantial portion of his heart.

[kawaistrawberry21]

what a time to be a Silco apologist

not only did he gave us the ultimate banger

He had the vibe in every timeline

[kawaistrawberry21]

⭒ㅤׂ Do You Think We'll Be In Love Forever? ㅤׂ ⭒

⭒⌒★ Yandere!DC Men x Reader ★⌒⭒

゜。♡ 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝑜𝒷𝓈𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 ♡ ｡ ゜

​𓆩☾𓆪 Nightwing - Dick Grayson | بالشب - دیک گریسون

He's mesmerized by the sight of you between his arms. Definite little doll smiling up at him through tear-soaked eyes. He floods your essence with saccharine kisses, sweet vows, and anguished 'I love yous' all paying testimony to his sugar-laced obsession. He's desperate to taste your sweetness on his tongue, lick through your flesh like a lollipop, and unravel your bones with his teeth.

He had been so young once, chasing virtue and strength into every dark alleyway, following bats and hope into vicious nights. Back then, he hadn't understood his mentor's desperation for paper-thin kisses and phony love. But now feeling the push of your body beneath his fingertips makes him understand how satisfying real love can be. To observe you in the sun's gentle rays. To feel your body curled next to his on cold nights. He plays hero under the moon's watchful gaze only to return home to you upon daybreak.

❀࿔ Red Hood - Jason Todd | نقاب قرمز - جیسون تاد

He glides your fingers across his scars, shuddering under the weight of your touch. Stardust cauterizes ancient wounds, licking away the rotten grime. Jason clenches his teeth, there's something so intimidating about the softness of your touch. It stings worse than any crowbar or bullet wound, intruding, harrowing. It's almost like you're plucking the constellations of his past from under his skin, trying to rearrange the stars into something cathartic.

He can't help the hapless way his nails scratch across your bones, the gurgling laugh that escapes his throat. You're Elizabeth Lavenza and Ophelia trying to mend a broken boy, with your wry smile and terrified eyes. Jason traces his lips across yours, his kiss is ravenous, frantic. Faux-hero desperate for an inkling of love, of bliss, of softness.

´ཀ` Arkham Knight - Jason Todd | سلحشور آرکام - جیسون تاد

He likes to think he's shed his human skin long ago. Left it to die in that burning warehouse with his old mask and youth. But when he hears your laughter, that haunting echo reverberates off the edifice walls. He can't help but think maybe, just maybe a trace of humanity still lingers beneath his armor. Your smile glares at him in every carmine puddle he treks through. He dreams it's your blood marring his gauntlets, syrupy sweet as he licks them clean. Daydreams about your ethereal face painted in reds and purples by his iron-clad hands.

His kisses are razor blades cutting through your lips, forcing his love down your throat, and watching as you choke on the rust and ache. He's trying to merge two bodies into one void, to engulf you. Mirror his scars upon your flesh with dull knives and jagged fingernails. He kisses you again, you swear you're going to drown in his sea of red. Maybe that's all the love he has left. He

｡♦｡ Red Robin - Tim Drake | رابین قرمز- تیم دریک

He plays hero in the night, little bird chasing villains and evil by moonlight. When he blinks it's you he sees lying on the couch watching TV. He's starting to think you're his favorite show, afterall your window is about the size of a flat-screen TV and he's always too eager to peak through for the next screening. Episode 84, you're hugging your favorite teddy bear, lost in euphoria as your knuckles turn white around the controller. Tim watches heart in his throat as you claw out the boss's eyes. Sanctimonious champion vying to save the holy princess.

Tim bites his fingers, addresses each tooth mark to you. He pens his love letters upon his own skin, sealing them in red when he finally punctures through. Maybe life is just a video game, an endless kaleidoscope of cutscenes. And he's just a besotted hero dying to kiss the precious princess who doesn't even know he exists.

ꨄ︎ Robin - Damian Wayne| سینه‌سرخ - دامیان وین

His heritage pounds between his bones. The deja vu of an ancestral lifetime runs rapid through his veins as he chases you across the rooftops. His father, his mother, his brothers, always chasing, running after things they know they'll never reach. Your blades clash against his and Damian can't help but wonder if this is the closest he'll ever get to kissing you.

You leave him with paper cuts that feel like venom, like saying 'I love you' while chewing on his bones. He ponders, does his father have the same scars, if Damian pulled away Bruce's skin what would he find? Kittycat claws and dragon bites engraved in the nth-wielded ivory. He feels legacy clawing at his throat as he pictures your fingers between his teeth. Tears blooming in your eyes as he uses diamonds and ceremonial knives to engrave his name upon your flesh. Dotting the I with a heart and entwining each letter. God, he's so tired of being lonely...

🦇 Batman - Bruce Wayne | بتمن - بروس وین

He can't help but pick you apart, chip away at the bones and flesh until he reaches your essence. Dissecting your heart with his tongue and savoring the ichor between his teeth. He's the world's greatest detective and yet he can't unravel his own ardor. This mania, this addiction festering within his crux gnawing at his sanity until every thought is consumed by the cadence of your voice and the stars scintillating in your big doe eyes. This desperate need burning inside of him are you really divinity? Will you bleed glod, if he tears you apart with his teeth?

You're so ethereal squirming beneath, kicking and screaming vying desperately for freedom. He's fought this love for far too long, tried to preserve you in the light. Cover your eyes and ears and make you forget about the monsters that roam in the dark. But he can't not anymore, maybe he never could. Maybe the only way he knows how to love is by trickling his darkness like nectar between your lips and watching as it paints you in his shades.

ᯓ★ Superman - Clark Kent | سوپرمن - کلارک کنت

His kisses melt into your skin sweet like molten sugar drizzled on jasmine rice. Like lava smothering roses, leaving a trail of fragranced ashes. Clark smiles and he notices how you cover your eyes. Like you're staring directly into the sun. Like you're scared of being burnt. Clark can't help but bury his head in the crock of your neck, inhaling your ather. Molten roses and floral ashes he likes the amalgamate of your scents. Like how his presence lingers upon you.

You hold you like a doll, like the little straw dolls his mother used to make. It's easy to be gentle, coddling when everything is so fragile compared to you. He kisses down your neck, your jaw, nuzzling his nose into your soft skin trying to earn a giggle a gold star. Trying to wipe the fear from your eyes. He kisses you again, mumbling cloying words between your lips wishing he could just push his love between your fragile bones.

˚✶˚ Superboy - Conner Kent | سوپربوی - کانر کنت

He's fighting back the urge to peel your heart from between your ribs. To trail kisses across it and marr his lips with your ether. He wonders if your heart beats as frantically as his. He wonders if your ribs rattle when he enters a room.

He wants to push little superboy earings into your ears, to lay upon you the piercings he could never have. It'll be his way of telling the world you belong to him, that you belong to Superboy. And yet he settles for draping his leather jacket across your shoulders when senses a shiver run up your spine. He settles for the friendly hugs and airy hello-kisses. He wants to say he's he loves you. he can't. It's all so annoying, tasting the dead words on his tongue.

𓂃✮ Superman - Jon Kent | سوپرمن - جان کنت

He's scaping his nails along the Hershey's kisses re-aligning the red blue and gold wrapping. It'll be obvious, right? If he leaves them in your locker you'll understand the colored metaphor you'll answer the question he can never ask. You'll know it's him, everyone always does, for the byproduct of the world's greatest hero, he's terrible at keeping his identity a secret.

He blames it on the legacy flooding his lungs. On the promises that beat in his blood. He's born to be a hero, to play the role of savior, but aren't heroes promised love too? Aren't they meant to save the girl from burning skyscrapers and crumbling sidewalks, to fly above the skyline and kiss her in tune with the setting sun? He's so desperate for the sweet fairytale ending, so desperate to kiss the girl who always knows just what to say. He leaves the chocolate in your locker before making a dent in the metal door.

˚｡⋆🪙⋆ ˚｡ Two Face - Harvey Dent | دو چهره - هاروی دنت

He can taste your pain on his tongue, swallow the barbed wire, and relish in the familiar sting of hope, expectation, responsibility. Maybe that's why he can't stop himself from chasing after you. Burning the world demanding you stop him, desperate for a silver of your deficit attention. God, you're so ethereal with his gun aimed at your head, his pretty little girl with big starry eyes laced with dread as they follow the cascade of his coin. 'I know' he wants to scream 'I know what it feels like' but the words never quite spill out that way. And Harv only laughs at his foolish attempts to play hero once more. Sanctimonious bastard, the words reverberate in his skull.

You may claim to be a hero but Two-face knows you'll fall, plunder to the ground like all the rest, that's what happens when you reach for the sky, deem yourself Icarus, and let the flames of glory engulf you until there's nothing left. 'You can't save them' Harv screams only for Harvey to hear. They want to get closer, to slip the coin between your lips and make you taste defeat, maybe then you'll understand why he's so keen a fighting you out of your crusade. Maybe then you'll take their hand willingly, letting them sprinkle kisses like dying stars across your knuckles.  

˙⋆☠︎︎⋆˙ Black Mask - Roman Sionis | نقاب سیاه - رومن سیونیس

He wants to cut out your big heart and sink his teeth into it, engrave himself in every vein, and chew on the heartstrings. HIM he needs to be the only one in that plushie heart of yours. The only one with the right to be graced by your ethereal smile. He wants to awaken to your soft nimble fingers tracing hearts and stars across his chest. Pretty pink lips weaving feathery kisses across the scar of his pacemaker. Giggles tickling his neck as you bid him 'good morning' in that all too cheery voice of yours.

Roman almost moans as he hears his name spill from your mouth, each letter cradled carefully between your lips he can't help but want to push his thumb inside your mouth, to feel your purity and shock. There's so much he wants to call you so much he wants to whisper in your ear as he watches your cheeks glow red. To hold you in his lap and trail his fingers across your legs, to dress you in pretty dresses and short skirts and skin-tight tops. To taste the fear and dread on your tongue palpable like the blood he draws with every kiss.

༄✩༄ Scarecrow - Jonathan Crane | مترسک - جاناتان کرین

He likes the stars in your eyes, the mini constellations spelling out your greatest fears. The tears blooming in the corners of your dopey eyes have his lips twitching. You're so gorgeous like this, curled up on the floor trying to make sense of such an eerie world. Jonathan doesn't anoint himself a fool, he knows it's chimeric to think that you'd love him without the toxin, without the heavy drugs he's spilled into your veins. That's why he keeps you like this, scared and depressed. Always in need of him.

What's your greatest fear? He wonders when you tuck your head between your knees and sob all so quietly as to not disturb him. Is it him you see in your grandest nightmares? Is it the mask jumping at you from within the darkness, or is it Professor Crane abandoning you in such a macabre world? Mask on mask off it makes no difference. He just hopes he's the star of every nightmare, as long as you fear him as much as he fears losing you.

｡??｡ Riddler- Edward Nygma| ریدل - ادوارد نیگما

It's frivolous to think he will not solve this riddle. That he will no unearth this plague you have bestowed upon him. This fixation, this obsession, he needs to understand you, to peel away your skin and glimpse at your inner clock workings. To undo your screws one by one and find out what exists between that haunting laugh and those knowing vicious eyes. To rip apart your wires, and feed upon your mind. To understand, he needs to understand you.

He got close once when he had your neck under his shoe, but the evil lith of your laughter rings across the room and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't unnerved. He doesn't know what question to ask first. 'what have you done to me'? 'why do you think you're better than me?', 'Why don't you love me?' Instead, the silence shatters with your voice, proud melody rivaling his own, your eyes lock on him and he can't suppress his shutter. "Well Eddie, riddle me this. What can kill any man, but isn't even alive itself?"

⁺♡⁺ Deathstroke - Slade Wilson | مرگ سکته - اسلید ویلسون

You're like a shooting star, dancing across the night as you stalk his latest kill. Little asssasin, you know your stuff but he finds your thirst for ineage and morality both exhausting and honorable. Most people grow up and spite out their morals with blood and broken teeth. Let the world's cruel realities claw and gnaw at their skin until it's hardened enough to survive. He's yet to see you extend such a courtesy to the world, makes him think that pulling the trigger on you would be some sort of mercy. Bullet through the heart leaving your body coated in his essence and one final kiss pressed onto your paling lips.

He dosen't notice the inkling of you rattling around in his brain until he realizes that this is the eighth him he's seen you smile at the end of his barrel. Pretty little girl chasing after morals and sand, hoping to escape the endless night by spilling just a little more guilty blood. You look like some sort of ethereal doll, immortal in your innocence and vicious in your virtues. He can respect that, truly but Slade isn't naive enough to think you have what it takes to survive. Maybe that's why he wants all so badly to feed you his victim's hearts and eyes and livers, to push them past your pretty lips, staining them the deepest red. Watching your delicate throat constrict as you swallow everything he gives you. Reveling in the sensation of your greedy little tongue swirling around his fingers licking up the access gore. Can almost picture your smile and stupid little head tilt as you thank him for the 'candygrams'.

⭑.ᐟ Respawn | احیا

Respawn drowns in his love. Pulling apart his heart to lay at your feet. It's all he's ever known, broken boy built to harvest spare parts. But you don't look at him like that, you don't even look at him like an assassin. No, you smile fondly as you nuzzle his neck with your nose. You look at him the way his father used to, like he's actually worth something more. He's never quite kissed you, he's not even sure he knows how. Instead, he holds you close to his chest making sure you hear the dull patter of his jagged heart.

He's born from greatness, left to rot in the dark. He refuses to play pawn, anymore. So maybe that's why, when he finally kisses you -with all the grace of a schoolboy's first kiss- it's so desperate and erratic, clumsily licking your lips and nicking his tongue along your teeth trying to think what his father would do. His fingers dig into your arms, preassing prayers into your flesh, screaming 'Don't leave me, you're all I have left'.

⭑☽ Ghost-Maker - Minhkhoa "Khoa" Khan | روح س��ز - مینه خوا "خوا" خان

There's nostalgia in your essence, in your presence, something he can never wash away. He's grown addicted to the erratic reverbate of your pulse between his teeth. Kissing the bites he leaves marring your perfect body.

Why can't you just love him, let him haunt your every thought, and erode those pesky creeds, until he is the only thing you'll ever need? Khoa hates to admit it but he sees something in you, something so reflective of the little boy laying in the sand of the gobi desert, shooting phantom bullets and mocking stars. You scream every time he kisses you, recoil your tongue, and cry at the bitterness sweeping in. But Khao loves the challenge, the fight, loves forcing you into submission, even as your knife digs between his ribs. He's only ever content when your pith floods his mouth and your melodic voice rings through his ears. His precious little princess tucked away between his arms forever.

☾⋆ Phantom-one | روح یک

he never shows you his face. He blames it on his upbringing too used to old rules that he can never escape their clutches not even for you. His kisses are always clouds dancing across your skin, so light and airy they may as well be the wind. But tries to leave traces of himself with every kiss. Desperate pleas for you to look at him, to touch him, to love him back. All so he knows he's alive, still real enough to love.

He's always trapped between the land of the living and the realm of the deceased. Always so gentle with the love he's stolen, so careful to not break his lover, as his mentor did to him. He laces his fingers through your hair, sucks gently on the length of your neck, all while pushing 'I love yous' into your soul, marking you as his forever.

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