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pinejayy · 1 year ago

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Rutting Urogi and Hawks x F!Reader

I love my men with wings, but I would love see them how they would act around you when it's spring time // both characters are gonna get their separate headcanons

also I have like 5 requests in my inbox so imma work on those when I have a day off from work

trigger warnings: nsfw, dry humping, oral (both receiving), fingering (on hawks part), face sitting, le sex, cock warming

Urogi

SFW

Oh so dating the four clones was a handful but You deeply loved them all. But when you experienced your first spring with the boys it was handful, there was a bunch of fighting.

Those flights mainly were around Urogi, because it was spring and that's when birds experienced mating season. And he became more clingy towards you.

He doesn't allow any of the other clones around you. And if one of them were to grab you he would lash out and fight them. And he becomes really aggressive.

One time Aizetsu made the fatal mistake of grabbing you and Urogi went crazy, he literally jumped him and beat him up. The poor blue eyed Demon was a crying mess. "YOU HAVE TO SHARE HER!"

The clones have this schedule to decide which day they get to have you, but Urogi is like fuck that! And of course he’s getting yelled at!

“You selfish demon! You can’t keep her to yourself!” And “I don’t care what time of the year it is! Go jerk yourself off!” And “Please give me Y/N! She’s not yours!”

The Bird Demon has made a nest, and the nest includes your favorite clothes mostly your underwear and bras. The nest also includes pillows so you could be comfortable. But he's also added sticks and leafs he's found around the woods.

Whenever he wants total alone time with you and without the constant nagging about the clones he'll pick you up and fly you somewhere so you guys are alone.

As much as you wanna spend time with the others he won't allow you to leave. Please just stay with him. He needs you. He craves you.

He loves seeing you sleep on his nest. A bunch of cuddles!!

NSFW

Oh boy!! This boy always wants sex with you. Your moans drive him crazy! He loves watching you lay on his nest completely naked.

You're definitely covered in bite marks, hickeys and scratch marks.

Whenever he wants to bury his cock inside of you he's gonna hold you close against his chest and place gentle kisses along your neck. The Demon is also gonna dry hump you until you give him what he wants.

Please Sit On His FACE!! He wants to feel your weight on him, he wants to be your seat so please for the love of god sit on his face!

But when you do sit in his face he moans about how good you taste, he loves lapping his tongue on your folds and clit.

A bunch of teasing!! Like!! "Who's my good girl! Or I'm gonna fill you up so good baby girl!"

Dude is gonna force you on your knees and shove his cock inside your mouth, he doesn't care if your a gagging mess. You're gonna take that cock sweetheart.

Whenever you're tried he'll allow you to sleep but he'll still have his cock buried inside of you!

He loves making you feel good, so good! Heck to spite the other clones he’ll make you moan out his name! Let them hear you! He doesn’t care uwu

He’s so good with aftercare, he’ll make sure you’re good and well taken care of! Lots of kisses and cuddles! He’ll holding you and whisper sweet things to you. “You did a good job babygirl.”

Once his rut is over the other clones are now fighting over you and who’s gonna get you first! So oof you have 3 other cocks to think about still! Good luck princess.

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

SFW

Hawks has been clingy with you, and with spring around he’s extra clingy with you. He doesn’t allow you to leave his eye sight, even going to the store alone is a huge no no for him. He doesn’t want anyone around you!

Since you guys live together he’s always by your side and grabbing your body, and around this time he’s extra sweet. A bunch of nicknames “Princess, My Song Bird and Mine.”

Hawks also build a nest around the living room, the nest consist of your clothes, underwear and pillows/blankets you sleep with. He’s so addictive to the way you smell.

LIKE GOD DAMN THE HOUSE IS A MESS! AND HONESTLY YOU GUYS GET IN A LOT OF ARGUMENTS BECAUSE OF IT..

He hides your dirty underwear so he can smell them as he jerks off while you’re not giving his attention he craves for.

During this time he’s also quite aggressive, and during his rut he’s specifically has told Endeavor not to contact him, since it’s not a good time for him. And Endeavor doesn’t wanna know what’s going on and also because he doesn’t care enough but he does pray for you because you’re gonna need it. 💀

Hawks doesn’t allow you outside so you have everything delivered to the house, one time you ordered a pizza and the guy who brought over the pizza was chased away, how dare you look at someone!

Hawks yelled at the poor pizza man. He loves making the pizza guy cry.

Do not touch his wings…please. He’s very sensitive with him and especially during this time of the year! And speaking of his wings! There’s red features everything, and I mean everywhere!

The poor baby loves to hold you, he loves feeling your warm body against his. Please let him hold you

He always wants to be by your side, while sleeping, eating and in the bathroom. And good luck trying to get him away from you. He doesn’t understand personal space ..

Hawks always wants you in the nest with him. And if you don’t get in he’ll start throwing a hissy fit. Honestly he’s kinda childish during this time of the year but that’s because he always wants you by his side!

NSFW

Dude is so rough with you when he’s pumping into you. He loves holding you down by your waist and loves seeing his cock slid in and out of you. And your moans drive him even crazier.

He loves being in between your legs, he loves licking your folds and he can’t help it but moan at the way you taste, you taste so divine to him and he lets you know as well. “You taste so divine princess.” “Good you taste so fucking good! God I want more!”

And dude is gonna make you sit on his face! He wants you to suffocate him with your lovely thighs. And if you move your hips against his face he’ll get worked up.

He’ll choke you as he’s fucking you. uwu

He enjoys seeing you a moaning mess, and during this time he’s also a huge tease. He’ll drag his fingers around your folds and clit. He wants you to beg for his cock. Like he’ll finger you real slow and smirk. “Come on princess beg for my cock…beg for me to fuck you.”

But you can also be a tease too, you especially love pinning him down and love placing kisses all over his body. First you start off at his lips then slowly you make it to his neck then his chest until you have your pretty little lips around his cock, sucking him.

God he loves watching your head moving up and down, taking his cock down your throat. And he’ll be begging for more. “Please Princess, I want you inside of me…please ride me.”

Hawks knows this can be very exhausting for you so whenever you’re feeling sleepy he’ll allow you to sleep but in one condition. You let him cock warm you. He just wants to be inside of you. He can’t get enough of how tight your walls are against him.

You’re covered in marks!! And I mean everywhere! You’re covered in bite marks, scratch marks, and bruises. And this makes him weak!! Seeing your body marked by him.

HE WANTS TO FILL YOU UP! HE WANTS TO MAKE A HAWKS JR! 💀💀

But honestly he’s great with aftercare! He’ll make sure you’re good and that he didn’t hurt you. He’ll order food (and he’ll try his best not to yell at the poor person who delivers it ) and he’ll cuddle you too. Lots of sweet comments and kisses.

Once his rut is over, he makes sure to clean up the house since he made into a mess! And jokingly he’ll tell you “How about around 2!”

#hawks rut #hawks x reader #hawks smut #Keigo Takami #my hero academy fanfiction #mha #bnha #hantengu clones #x reader #smut #hantengu smut #urogi x reader #Urogi smut

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one-strugling-bean · 1 month ago

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So.

I finished the 4th season (MAG #160)

......I'm unwell

(part 3 of my Magnus Archives experience)

Ahhhhh where do i even start???? Ok, ok I think I'll start with the lesser things

First off, right off the bat, RIP Tim. More than ever, now I know he didn't have to die and I am so so sad he did..... Flirty boi deserved so much better u^u

Martin collected many moments of badassery throughout the 3rd and 4th seasons. Im so proud of his growth. Not him burning statements and snipping back at Elias - ahhhhhh he was so coooool, I wish someone else was there so that they could tell him! And when he made Fairchild sit back down to finish answering Martin's questions, I swear I got chills!!

Anyway. I continue being a fierce Martin fan, nothing new there

What is new is my newfound adoration for Daisy. Seriously. She's my baby now. Idc what happens or who dies, she needs to end this story okay :'))))

No, im 200% serious, if Daisy doesn't survive to the end, im def going to cry. Because i can totally see her being the "sacrifice herself so that everyone else will have a chance" type.

I swear she was the only one holding the brain cell power this season – and FINALLY, someone who's not Martin is not being a bitch to Jon!!!

I wasn’t even expecting Jon to be able to bring her back. Much less for them to become supportive avatar besties! I’m so glad the writer decided to take that turn with her. It’s really satisfying from a narrative standpoint to have Daisy of all people do a whole 180 on her standpoint with Jon.

Idk, i just really liked her this season. She deserves all the hugs. So she gets a meme :)

Basira, on the other hand, fell a bit for me, but i think that was kind of the point. She was fierce and stony and nearly zero compassionate, – very Gertrude-ish of her – but after everything that’s happened, i can't really blame her :/

Im just here praying to everything that the cop ladies can get a modicum of a happy ending

And just so I round up the gang, im scared for Melanie... She is now blind and also has (had?) a monster as a therapist. And Georgie doesn't feel fear which makes them even less likely to sense danger if it comes for them. I hope they're able to push through whatever season 5 throws at them

Okay. So only Jon is lef now. What can i say about him tho?? I mean, i can say he's been going through it.

Like, I spent my whole time hearing this podcast lowkey making fun of him for collecting beatdowns from pretty much every character - AND IT TURNS OUT IT WASN’T EXACTLY JOKING MATTER AND WAS ACTUALLY PLOT RELEVANT??

WHAT IS THIS SORCERY AND WHY IS IT MAKING ME FEEL BAD FOR VOICES ON MY PHONE??

I just feel so bad for Jon. The guy did not deserve all of this. He really was a lamb to the slaughter—a poor wet cat, an eternal damsel in distress, the Antichrist…?

That last statement from Elias/Jonah is so good tho. Like, objectively. I love it. Not only does it take the listener in a nice little trip down memory lane - nostalgia is always fun - but its also just. So evil.

They really gave us such a sweet start – Martin and Jon bunking together in a cabin in Scotland(?) seemingly happy and it's all "uwu, they sho cute, yada yada- and then BAM!! APOCALYPSE HAS BEGUN!"

(i could literally be here for hours coming up with titles for Jon. he makes it too easy.)

Elias though...... I was spoiled that he was Jonah Magnus halfway through season 2 or so, so the reveal wasn't a big deal for me. I wonder how shattering it was for listeners when it first dropped though... At least he upped his villainy cred this season. Suits him better than the "unbothered neutral/evil stand-by" vibe he gave before.

And one last character thing, I fell in love with Peter so quickly. His lines were all gold and his delivery even more so. He just had that unflappable vibe to him. Like he didnt have a care in the world.

Oh, and him and Elias totally had ex-wives who spent the last 10 years fighting about who gets what in the divorce energy.

No, i will not elaborate.

Uhhhhh yeah. I grew to appreciate Helen more and more every time they showed up. Simon Fairchild was surprisingly fun for an old man, Gerry deserved the freaking world (thank you so much Jon for burning that page) and i think that’s kinda it on my favorite “creatures and associates”

Im super excited for this last stretch. i wonder if TMA will stick the landing. I sure hope it does, and honestly trust it will.

Anywayyyyyy, off i go for those last 40 episodes. Wish me luck!

Finish testimony, or whatever

#tma podcast #the magnus archives #my tma reaction journey #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #timothy stoker #getrude robinson #basira hussain #elias bouchard #tma #alice daisy tonner

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kwanisms · 2 years ago

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Kinkuary 10 Wooyoung — begging // mommy kink

➥ domme!Reader × sub brat!Wooyoung summary: Wooyoung bites off more than he can chew when he agrees to finally meet his online dom in person. wc: 6.4k warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, alcohol consumption, sexual content (minors dni!): dom!Reader, sub!Wooyoung (and he's a brat), begging, mommy kink, teasing, use of pet names (baby boy, sweetheart, honey, etc) handjob, oral (m receiving), and I think that's all, pls let me know if I missed any! Permanent taglist: @yoonguurt @candidupped @dejavernon Kinkuary full taglist: @baldi-2 @wonderfulshinee @lacie220900 @sup-dallyboy @drunk-on-dk @violagoth @mixling-blog @dilfjohnny @fairylixie_0915 Ateez taglist: @2hodefender @babyhailey819 @foxylilbitch @rdiamond2727 @indigo35 @sanjoongie @moonlightsora @cixrosie @hwarmony @kangfication Strikethrough means I cannot tag you. MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. Join the taglist!

a/n: sorry this is so late, this is my first attempt at a true dom!Reader situation so please be gentle with me ;-; I hope you like it! Thank you to @ncteez for beta reading because Hon has a sub IDOL agenda. Please head over to her blog to read her works. She's incredible. I love you honeypot uwu as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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Wooyoung checked his phone for what felt like the hundredth time that night. To say he was nervous was an understatement.

He was beyond nervous. Almost terrified.

Wooyoung prided himself on keeping his public and private life separate which is why almost no one, except San, knew he was even doing this. 'This' meaning meeting you.

San was the only person who knew you existed in Wooyoung’s life. He couldn't even bring himself to mention your existence to Yeosang, even after you became such an integral part of his life.

When Wooyoung and you met, it was through instagram. He'd been scrolling through the app for hours, using his private account rather than the public Ateez one.

It was only when he was close to closing the app that he happened upon one of your posts and it instantly drew him in. Your account was set to public but he soon learned that this was your main account and that you had another more… private account.

Upon seeing the locked down account, he got curious, especially after reading the description. He sent a follow request, not thinking much of it. He never expected to receive a DM.

That first conversation had him overwhelmed and intimidated but he felt a pull towards you. It was almost magnetic. The conversations after that went surprisingly well.

You managed to talk about a slew of things but it always ended back at sex although Wooyoung didn't mind. From what he saw on both your Instagram accounts, you were stunning. Exactly his type.

He was surprised how easily he folded under your command. He'd never been told what to do by a woman before and he actually liked being submissive to you. It filled him with a sense of pride when you called him "good boy" and told him he was being good for you.

He loved it and the feelings that came along with it.

Which is why he was so shocked when you asked him to meet you in person one day. You told him how you'd be in his part of Seoul for non domme related business and suddenly he was nervous but curious all the same. He suddenly wanted to know more. About you.

Like what kind of business you could have in Seoul.

After not much deliberation, he agreed to meet you. He only had one request for you.

He needed to be discreet because of his job as an idol.

Thankfully you didn't ask questions and instead understood the need to be discreet and private. You promised to find a place where you could meet privately and not jeopardize his career.

True to your promise, you found a small but very upscale place where the two of you could rent a private room and no one would bother you. It was perfect.

Wooyoung awoke early the scheduled day and took his time getting ready, thankful that San was going to cover for him.

"What are you telling them?" Wooyoung asked as he buttoned up the shirt he'd chosen, a black silky print long sleeve.

San glanced up from his phone, sitting on Wooyoung's bed.

"Some of your old friends are in town so you're going out to meet them and catch up," he answered, watching Wooyoung as he tucked the hem of his shirt into his pants and picked up his belt.

"And if they ask about girls?" San rolled his eyes. "You aren't a child anymore, Woo," he answered. "You know Joong and Hwa-hyung don't care about that." Wooyoung glared at his best friend.

"It's not Joong and Hwa-hyung I'm worried about," he replied. San cocked his head, imitating the way a puppy looked at their owner.

"Then who?" he asked as Wooyoung finished dressing and looked himself over in the tall mirror fixed the back of his bedroom door.

"Yeo-" Wooyoung started but jumped when the door suddenly opened and Yeosang appeared in the doorway.

The three stared at one another for a moment before Yeosang finally spoke. "You're dressed up all nice," he noted, looking his roommate over. "Where are you two going?" he asked.

San shook his head. "I've got a date with my computer tonight," he answered casually. Yeosang's attention turned back to Wooyoung. "And who do you have a date with?" he asked.

Wooyoung shook his head quickly. "No date! Just meeting up with some friends from Ilsan!" he replied. Yeosang stared at the younger man before finally nodding and moved to drop onto his bed.

"Okay, cool. Have fun," he said as he pulled out his phone and started tapping away at the screen.

Wooyoung glanced at San who shrugged. "Better get going," San said as he got up. "Don't wanna keep your friends waiting."

Wooyoung chose to take a taxi to the restaurant rather than the company van to keep the managers or anyone else from asking questions if he didn't come home that night.

The restaurant wasn't exactly out of the way. It was in the heart of Hongdae but Wooyoung understood what you meant when you said everyone would be none the wiser.

The entrance was in a small alley off a side street with only a small neon sign that read the name.

Wooyoung adjusted his mask and pulled the door open, stepping into a small entryway where a counter stood. Behind the counter was a doorway with a black curtain hanging, blocking the view from where he stood.

The walls were a pale green with a cool tone dark brown trim. The floors were the same dark brown as the trim. Accents and decor ranged from brown to white to gold.

The curtain pulled back and a young woman whom Wooyoung could only assume was the hostess smiled at him as she stepped into the room. "Hi, do you have a reservation?" she asked.

Wooyoung hesitated. 'Shit.' He'd forgotten to ask you what name the reservation was under. He pulled his phone out, squeezing out an apology as he tried to quickly unlock his screen and pull up your direct message thread.

"I'm meeting a friend of mine here," he muttered softly as she started typing a message. "Perhaps it's under Rose-Jung?" the receptionist offered, looking over her book. "I only have one reservation under that name," she added, looking up at him.

Wooyoung put his phone away, nodding. "That has to be it," he said, sounding equal parts relieved and suddenly nervous all over again. He was about to meet you for the first time in real life. Ever.

"Right this way," the hostess said with a smile and gestured for Wooyoung to follow her. He walked after her, catching a glimpse of a large dining room off the hallway before he walked past it.

The hall was long and narrow with at least three sliding doors along the way. At the back of the hall was a smaller hallway leading to the bathrooms. Opposite this hallway was a narrow wooden staircase that bent at ninety degrees.

Ascending the stairs was surprisingly difficult due to the small space but Wooyoung managed to keep up with the hostess and upon reaching the top of the stairs, found himself facing another hallway.

The hallway the hostess led him down was dimly light and before long, she stopped at a door and slid the door open before gesturing for him to enter first.

Inside the room was empty save for the furniture. It looked less like a restaurant event room and more like a lounge. The table was a small four seater set towards the wall.

Against the opposite wall was a low black leather couch that looked remarkably comfortable. Sitting before the couch was a low rectangular black wood table with a traditional tea set waiting to be used.

The wall opposite the door was floor to ceiling windows with dark olive colored shades that were pulled halfway down the windows.

"Your server will bring water in just a moment and there are menus on the table," the hostess said, gesturing to the small table. "When the rest of your party arrives, I will bring them to you," she added.

Wooyoung thanked her and watched as she slid the door shut and left him alone in the room. He decided to take a seat at the table and look over the menu. His eyes scanned the options and he noticed the prices were not included on the menu.

He wondered if it was some sort of mistake. Maybe he got defective menus? What kind of restaurant wouldn't put the prices on the menus? He was about to get up to ask the hostess when the door opened.

His eyes widened as someone who wasn't the hostess stepped through the door. It was you.

Wooyoung couldn't believe his eyes. It was actually you. You were here, right now, in front of him.

"Sorry," you said softly. "I hope you haven't been waiting long." Your voice sounded exactly as it did over voice chat from the few times you'd called him. But seeing your face and hearing your voice together was like a dream come true for him.

"Please look over the menu and when you've decided what you'd like, you may use the phone here," the hostess explained, drawing both yours and Wooyoung's attention. You thanked her and watched the door slide shut before turning to Wooyoung.

He was much more handsome in person. His account was a blank one with a few posts but nothing that would give him away. It was only after messaging each other for a bit and asking him to send a photo that you saw his face for the first time but it was nothing compared to the real thing.

You noticed he'd dressed up for the occasion and it made you relax, knowing you weren't the only one dressed up.

He had worn almost exclusively all black. His shirt was a silky material with a tiger-like striping pattern. His pants were black leather and tight fitting, hugging his body and showing off his thighs. He wore a simple black leather belt and plain black dress shoes. You could tell he'd chosen everything carefully.

Wooyoung watched as you removed your jacket and hung it up on a hook by the door. He allowed his eyes to briefly wander, taking in your attire. He was relieved to see you had also dressed up.

He admired the way your black mesh dress hugged your body, showing off your figure. Under the mesh was a nude colored lining and the material bunched up in places. It was an off the shoulder dress with long sleeves, showing off your shoulders and neckline.

The bottom hem of the dress reached just past your knees. For shoes you wore a simple pair of red nubuck pumps with pointed toes and a single strap that buckled around the ankle. The color was so bright and vibrant against your skin that it made him wonder what you'd look like in bed with only the shoes on.

He was drawn from his thoughts as you took a seat beside him. He was surprised you chose to sit adjacent rather than across from him. "It's nice to finally meet in person," you said, your attention now focused entirely on him. Under your stare, he suddenly felt nervous again, something that must have shown because you offered him a very warm smile.

"I can tell you're nervous," you said, shifting in your seat to face him more directly. "But I promise, you don't need to be. Think of this like meeting with a potential client," you added. "It makes the situation much more relaxed." Wooyoung nodded slowly.

"Do you meet with clients often?" he asked, realizing this was the first time he was speaking in front of you. You smiled and nodded.

"Part of my job is meeting with clients," you answered casually. "And what is your job, exactly?" Wooyoung asked to which you purse your lips. "I thought we agreed on no personal questions," you said simply. Wooyoung frowned slightly.

"That was until I had to explain my need for discretion," he retorted.

A look of understanding crossed your features.

"That is true. I suppose I could give you a general explanation of my job," you replied, sitting up a little straighter. "I'm an event coordinator for the company I work for," you explained. Wooyoung waited for you to continue.

"I travel on behalf of my company to meet with clients and potential partners for events my company hosts." The way you conducted yourself as you spoke was impressive and made Wooyoung hang on to your every word.

"So like a party planner?" he asked, making you laugh. "What?" he asked, worried he'd said something wrong. "That's a very plain way of putting it but essentially yes. I'm a party planner," you said, giggles subsiding.

"What sort of events do you plan?" Wooyoung said, suddenly very interested in your job. "Mainly galas, charity events, and holiday parties but sometimes I'm called to plan special events for my boss," you explained.

Wooyoung listened intently as you spoke and it was refreshing to find a man who actually listened to you. Most wouldn't do so, instead commandeering the conversation to speak about themselves. Wooyoung was the opposite.

During the conversation you had reminded him to order whatever he wanted, food and drink was covered under your work expenses as she filed she was meeting with a potential business partner, citing his employment under KQ Entertainment.

"Will my managers be notified?" Wooyoung asked, looking equal parts terrified and anxious. You placed a hand over his on the table calmly. "No. The only employer that will be notified is mine. You don't have to worry," you explained.

Visibly relaxing in his seat, Wooyoung looked over the menu again. "So anything I want?" He asked, glancing back up at you.

You nodded in response. "Whatever you want. It's all covered under my business expenses."

Wooyoung's lips pulled into a mischievous grin. "Well, What about you?" he asked. You cocked your head curiously. "What about me?" you answered.

"I know you aren't exactly on the menu, but what if I want to eat you instead?" Wooyoung asked, setting the menu down on the table.

'Where did that come from?!' he asked himself. 'When did you get so bold?'

The shocked look on your face lasted only for a moment before a smile spread across your face. "Settle down there, tiger," you replied. "You'll need that energy later."

Wooyoung's pants suddenly felt a little tighter at the mention of 'later.' He was really doing this. Meeting his online sexual partner, the woman who could make him cum with just words alone was more than a dream come true and he'd be lying if he said he didn't have the tiniest crush on you now that he'd met you in person.

The both of you settled on your orders, picking out food and drinks using the phone to order as instructed. The drinks and appetizers arrived much faster and soon, you and Wooyoung had migrated to the sofa. You'd ordered an entire bottle of sake which came with a carafe, a warmer, and two small cups.

Wooyoung watched as you set up the warmer. He was intrigued by your knowledge of sake as he'd only had it a few times when visiting Japan on tour.

"So you just boil the water and put the carafe in it?" he asked as you poured some of the sake into the carafe. "Yes," you answered. "It's called a tokkuri," you added. "These cups are called ochoko."

Wooyoung picked up one of the small cups and inspected it. "These are like the ones we drank out of the last time we were in Japan," he said as he set it back down and watched you.

"Most drink from ochoko. Other cups have more professional or ceremonial purposes," you explained as you set the carafe into the pot of water and sat back against the cushioned back of the sofa.

The two of you sipped on your individual drinks and ate the appetizers, keeping the conversation light and flowing.

Finally you deemed the sake warmed enough to serve. Wooyoung had only ever had chilled sake, so this was a new experience for him. The warmth brought out the fruity flavor of the drink and he was surprised he liked it so much.

"Soju is supposed to be served cold and tastes weird when warm," he explained as you poured some more. "But this is really good."

You smiled, placing the carafe back in the pot of water. "I'm glad you like it," you replied, sitting back and taking a sip from your own cup. "I like sake both ways," you admitted, setting down your empty cup. "I think warm is my favorite though."

Wooyoung set his cup back on the table. "I don't think I could choose a favorite just yet," he replied. "But I do like both."

He was tempted to make a move. He wanted to do something; place his hand on your thigh, lean in closer, anything to show he was interested but you were much quicker.

"Perhaps we should order a chilled bottle," you said suddenly, leaning forward and placing your hand on his thigh. The sudden contact rendered him speechless. Your body was so warm and your lips within kissing distance, so why couldn't he move?

You leaned in closer, lips dangerously close to his ear before you spoke again. "Or perhaps we should forgo the rest of dinner and get right to it?"

He felt your fingers dig into his thigh, a whine threatened to escape him but you pulled away suddenly, removing your hand from his thigh as the door slid open. Your food had arrived at the worst possible time. Wooyoung felt constrained in his pants. Why in the world had he chosen to wear leather in the first place?

Not much conversation was held while you ate and sipped on the sake and your drinks. What little you did speak was spent talking about work. You'd finally gotten around to asking Wooyoung about his life as an idol. He tried to brush it off but you admitted to looking him up after learning his identity.

You noticed the way he blushed and squirmed in his seat when you complimented him. His singing, the way he danced, his looks, everything. It made him unbelievably flustered but also stroked his ego a bit. He was more than turned on by the time you ordered dessert. Whether or not you knew that was a different story.

One he did not know the ending to. At least yet.

"So," Wooyoung said softly as you signed the bill and put your business card away. "Now what?" You set the small tray on the table and handed him one of the mints. "What happens next is up to you," you answered, sitting back and looking at him.

"Up to me?" Wooyoung asked, feeling anxiety set in again.

"Mhm. If you'd like to end things here, we can do that. If you'd like to continue--"

"I want to continue," Wooyoung said hastily, then apologizing quickly for interrupting you.

Instead of being upset like he expected, you simply smiled at him.

"Then let's continue."

The ride from the restaurant to your hotel wasn't exactly long but it was full of sexual tension. Wooyoung tried to keep his hands to himself out of respect for not only you but for the driver as well, so when you shifted closer, pressing against his side and running your fingers through his hair, he was not only shocked but also craving more: more of your touch, more of your warmth, more of you.

Upon arriving at the hotel, he followed you through the exquisitely decorated lobby to the smudge free silver elevators. Once inside the lift, he watched as you pulled your keycard out and waved it in front of the reader and pressed the button for one of the top floors.

The ride up was uneventful as you both kept your hands to yourselves but once you arrived outside your door, Wooyoung couldn't stop himself anymore. 'No more holding back.'

His hands found their way to your hips as you waved your keycard in front of the lock, letting out a small chuckle as you pushed the door open, Wooyoung following your movements so as to not lose his touch on your body.

Inside the room was dimly lit but Wooyoung glanced around briefly, taking in the rather modern furnishings. The back wall was entirely glass, looking over the city where the lights glimmered like stars.

Wooyoung barely had time to register it before your hands pulled him closer. He turned his head in time to watch as your head ducked into the crook of his neck, lips trailing up the side of his neck. “Unbutton your shirt,” you ordered.

Wooyoung pulled back and gave you a smirk. “And if I don’t want to?” He challenged. You raised an eyebrow before grabbing the bottom of his shirt and pulling it from his pants. You took his chin in your hands.

“Unbutton your shirt before I destroy it,” you commanded. Wooyoung’s eyes widened, fingers moving to undo each button slowly, almost as if he was putting on a show. You didn’t seem to mind or get impatient so he took his time.

When the last button was undone, you reached beneath the opened fabric, grabbing his waist and pulling him forward, mouth immediately descending onto his skin, kissing and nipping. Your lips trailed back up to his neck, stopping to bite and tease his skin. Wooyoung let out a sigh, tilting his head and giving you move access to his neck.

The feeling of your lips on his skin was heavenly. His hands moved to your hips, gripping the fabric of your dress. You pulled back, taking his hands off your hips. “Get on the bed,” you told him. He shook his head. “No,” he retorted, hands moving to your dress again. “This needs to come off,” he murmured, his lips finding your jaw and kissing along it as you fought his hands.

“On the bed now,” you ordered, pulling from his grip. You turned away to remove your earrings, moving to set them on the desk in the corner of the room. Wooyoung followed, his hands finding purchase on your hips and pulling your ass back against his crotch, his lips pressing to your shoulder, kissing and nipping at the skin. You pressed back against him, making him groan against your shoulder.

Turning in his hold, you placed your hands on his shoulders and pushed him back towards the bed until he fell back onto the mattress. He moved to sit up and you pushed him down. “Get up and I’ll stop completely,” you warned him. He looked up at you, propped up on his elbows and watched as you slowly started to remove your dress, sliding the stretchy material down your torso and past your hips.

The article dropped to your feet and you stepped out of it, leaving it on the floor as you walked toward the bed.

Wooyoung allowed his eyes to scan your body, taking in the strapless lingerie you wore under the dress. He would have never known.

It was a simple red lace set, matching the shoes you had taken off at the door.

You climbed onto the bed, climbing over Wooyoung and forcing him to scoot further onto the bed.

"Are you always like this?" you asked, straddling his lap as you tossed his shirt away. Wooyoung grinned up at you mischievously. "Not always," he admitted, letting his hands wander up your waist. "Just with you."

You grabbed his wrists just as they moved to cup your breast over your lingerie and pinned them above his head against the mattress. "How flattering," you replied sarcastically.

"What can I say?" Wooyoung asked. "You bring it out in me."

You shook your head, sitting back up and releasing his wrists. "Keep your hands there," you ordered. Wooyoung nodded silently and watched as you got up, walked over to your bag and pulled out what looked suspiciously like rope.

"Have you ever used the traffic light system before?" you asked as you walked back over to the bed. Wooyoung kept his eyes on the rope, shaking his head. "No," he finally whispered when he realized you were waiting for a vocal answer.

"It's simple," you started to explain. "Red means stop immediately, yellow means continue but use caution, and green means go. It's the most commonly used safe word in the BDSM community."

Wooyoung nodded again. "It sounds simple," he added as you climbed back onto the bed and straddled his lap again. You nodded in response. "So, I'll ask you for a color and you tell me your answer based on how you're feeling," you said, releasing the rope with one hand and moving to caress his cheek.

"I may be a domme, but I'm not mean. You behave and be a good boy and I'll reward you," you explained, watching the way he leaned his head into your touch. "Understand?" You asked. Wooyoung nodded but you tutted, moving to grab his chin. "Verbal consent, Wooyoung," you ordered.

"Y-yes," he breathed out. You took the rope in your hands again, holding it up for him to see. "So, color?"

His eyes lingered on the rope before he met your gaze. "Green."

You smiled and nodded towards his hands. "Give me your hands then." Wooyoung moved immediately, offering his hands to you. "Put your wrists together, palms facing each other, but keep your hands in fists. It's more comfortable that way," you explained.

He did as you instructed and watched as you took the black rope and started to wrap it around his wrists. He kept his eyes on his wrists, watching the way you wound the rope around his wrists carefully and surprisingly gently whilst keeping a firm grip.

"You sure this is gonna hold me?" Wooyoung teased, that same devilish grin on his face. You knotted the rope and placed his wrists above his head on the mattress. "I'm certain," you replied, placing your hands on his chest and looking down at him under you.

"Unless I say so, keep your hands right there," you ordered.

Wooyoung playfully lifted his bound wrists, a cheeky giggle escaping him when you grabbed the roped bound wrists and forced them back against the he'd with one hand.

"Disobey me again and you won't get to cum," you warned dangerously. "I'll use you to get myself off."

Wooyoung's smile faded, replaced with a pout as you carefully scooted back, now hovering over his thighs as you started to undo his belt, keeping your eyes on your hands. Wooyoung, however, kept his eyes on your face as you started to undo his zipper and unbutton his pants.

Sliding off the bed, you pulled his pants with you with surprising ease and discarded them on the floor before you were back on the bed in no time. Wooyoung watched as you moved slowly, you hands gliding up his thighs slowly, stopping occasionally to dig your red nails ever so slightly into his skin, making him squirm.

"Please," he suddenly whined. "I promise I won't do it again."

Your hand moved over his crotch, palm resting against his obvious erection. "Promise you won't do what?" you asked, wanting to hear him say the words. "I promise I won't move my hands."

You tutted again in response, slipping your fingers under the waistband of his underwear and pulling back a little before letting the elastic snap against his skin. He jumped slightly and whined again as your hands moved back down his thighs.

"Color?" you asked as he looked up at you.

"G-green!" he cried out. "P-please don't tease me, Y/N." You sighed, dipping your hand between his partially parted legs to cup him gently. He let out a soft moan at your touch but hissed when you pulled away.

Before he could protest, you were climbing onto him, leaning down to capture his lips in a sudden but searing kiss. He barely had time to register and enjoy it before you were pulling away and settling between his legs, forcing them apart to accommodate you.

You drew your attention back to his cock, confined to his underwear. He was definitely straining against the fabric, begging to be freed and that gave you an idea. You leaned over, pressing a short kiss to his stomach, enjoying the way the muscles tensed under your touch.

Kiss after kiss, you made your way from one hip to the other, stopping to leave a little bite mark which had him moaning, hands threatening to move but he kept his composure.

"Do you think you've been a good boy?" you asked, glancing up at him through your lashes. He nodded frantically. "I'm sorry I was a brat earlier," he rasped out. "I promise I'll be good from now on!"

You hid your smile as you slipped your fingers back under the waistband of his underwear and tugged them down, finally freeing his cock which stood proudly before you. "As I suspected," you said softly as you inspected his size and girth.

"What?" Wooyoung asked, watching your movements. "Your cock is just as pretty as you are," you commented, savoring the flush that formed on his cheeks, but even more when you rendered him speechless by taking him in your hand and testing the weight.

"I'm gonna enjoy having this inside me," you said in a low tone. "Do you want that, Wooyoung?" you asked, your tone taking on a velvety smoothness. He nodded frantically. "Yes, please," he answered. "I want that so badly!"

Your hand started to move, giving him a few slow strokes before you allowed a small amount of your spit to drop onto the head of his cock, your hand gathering it and using it to speed up your movements, stroking him faster. "Oh shit," you heard him curse.

"You think you've been good enough to be allowed inside me?" you asked, enjoying the way he squirmed, twitched, and moaned under your touch. "Yes, please, please," he whimpered as your hand continued to stroke him at a steady pace.

"Hmm," you murmured. "I suppose that's true. Despite your earlier… misbehavior, you have been exceptionally well mannered since then. I guess I can reward you."

Not allowing him a chance to speak, you leaned over, giving the tip of his cock a slow, deliberate lick, tasting his precum and giving him another quick stroke before keeping your hand wrapped around the base of his cock and taking the head into your mouth.

He let out a loud moan as your tongue teased the top of his shaft, fingers clenching tightly into fists and his nails pressing into his palms. "Oh shit, oh shit," he hissed as you sucked, pulling back and pulling him out of your mouth with an audible pop.

You continued to stroke him, faster this time. "You look so pretty like this," you purred, using your freehand to drag your nails across his chest and down his toned abdomen. "Please," he said hoarsely. "I wanna cum so bad." You tutted again, slowing your hand on his cock. "Only good boys get to cum," you reminded him.

"As long as you're a good boy, I’ll make you cum, honey."

You resumed your slow torture, taking him into your mouth again, working him up and dragging out his pleasure. You wanted to make him really beg for it.

"You're doing so well," you noted as you pulled him from the brink of orgasm for the third time. He was clearly frustrated, blinking away tears, cheeks burning, and chest heaving with each breath.

"Please," he whimpered again. "Please let me cum," he mumbled something under his breath and it forced you to halt everything.

"What did you just say?" you asked, not out of shock or anger, merely curiosity.

Wooyoung whined, burning with embarrassment of the words that just slipped past his lips.

You climbed over him, taking his chin in your hand. "Say it again," you ordered. He hesitated. Looking up at you, his initial thought that he'd somehow angered you disappeared. He only saw excitement on your face.

"Please let me cum…" he started, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before whispering the next part. "Mommy."

Without a word, you took his lips in another searing kiss before pulling back and removing his underwear completely as well as slipping off your own.

You were back on him in seconds, slowly and deliberately dragging your wet slit over his throbbing cock. He was ready to explode and you knew you had to take this slowly if you wanted him to last long enough to get yourself off as well.

"You want this?" you asked softly, grinding against him and making him whine. "Yes," he moaned. "Yes what?" you challenged, making his face blush furiously. "Yes, mommy," he replied in a soft voice.

You pressed down on him further, dragging your clit against the underside of his cock. "You want mommy to fuck you, little boy?" you asked sweetly. "Is that what you want?" You couldn't help but smile at him when he nodded, blabbering out a jumbled mess of words that contained the word yes no less than ten times.

You lifted your hips, taking his now slick covered cock in your hand and lifting it to line the tip with your entrance. Before sinking down on him, you looked up to meet his gaze. "What color?"

His eyes dipped down to where your cunt hovered over his cock, the tip barely touching you before looking back up. "Green."

You sank down, taking him into your warm walls and bottoming out swiftly. The sudden intrusion was enough to have him moaning, nearly blowing his load in one go but he managed to hold back, nails pressing into his skin again.

You reached up to take his bound wrists and carefully undid the knots, unwrapping the black rope and tossing it aside. "You can touch," you said simply.

His hands moved in a blur, settling first on your hips, squeezing before sliding up your waist and then moving to cup your chest since he was interrupted before.

You took his hands and placed them on your waist before leaning forward to lift your hips, sinking back down on him slowly. You felt his fingers dig into your waist, eyes fluttering shut as you began to roll your hips. "Holy shit," he cursed and immediately apologized. You merely shook your head and focused on building a steady rhythm with your hips. This wasn't your first time being on top.

Wooyoung's hands moved to your ass, gripping tightly and urging you to move faster. "Patience, sweetheart," you cooed, continuing to drag out your movements. "Don't want you cumming too fast, do we?" you asked breathlessly.

"Please, mommy," he begged. "Please go faster. I want more."

You clicked your tongue. "Do you want me to stop?" you asked sternly. He shook his head. "No! Please," he cried out. "I'm sorry!"

"Then don't tell me what to do, baby," you replied, leaning over, palms on the mattress as you started to bounce on his cock. "I told you if you're good, I'll make you cum. So just listen and trust me," you added, pressing a short kiss to his lips.

Underneath you, he started to buck his hips, meeting your thrusts. "Does that feel good, baby?" you cooed, moving one hand to brush his hair back off his forehead which was covered in a layer of sweat. "Yes," he gasped, grip tightening and his nails digging into your skin. "It f-feels so good, mommy," he moaned.

"Are you getting tired, baby boy?" you asked, hand moving yo cup his cheek. He shook his head fervently. "No, never," he panted.

"Do you wanna fuck me, Wooyoung?" you asked suddenly, drawing his attention. "What?" he asked as you slowed to a stop. "I said," you repeated, taking his hands off your ass and placing them on your chest, sighing when he squeezed gently.

"Do. You. Want. To. Fuck. Me?"

Wooyoung nodded wordlessly, making you cock your head. "Words, baby. We use our words to communicate."

"Yes," he said quickly. "I wanna fuck you."

You climbed off him, his cock slipping out of you and confusing him until you turned around in your hands and knees, presenting yourself to him. "Then fuck me."

He was up on his knees quickly, grabbing your hips and sliding his cock back into you in what felt like seconds. "How uh…" he hesitated. "Yes?" you asked, peering over your shoulder.

"How hard am I allowed to go?" he asked, feeling very self conscious even though he was balls deep inside your pussy right now. You lowered your chest to the bed, fingers gripping the sheets tightly. "Surprise me," you replied with a smirk.

A switch flipped in Wooyoung when you said that last sentence. No one could stop him once he started, his hold on your waist tight as he thrust into you quickly. You let out a gasp at the sudden speed and strength he displayed. Looks were deceiving on his end.

The sound of his skin hitting yours filled the room, barely audible over his sounds of exertion. It was almost an animalistic way he was fucking you, cock hitting deep inside you and making your eyes roll back. "Remind me to never underestimate you again," you gasped as your walls tightened around him.

Wooyoung's movements were almost hated and you thought he was about to cum but instead he leaned over to speak softly.

"You really shouldn't have given me control," he said with an amused tone. You were about to ask why when you felt him strike your ass, causing you to cry out. "You know how bratty I can be, mommy," he said, resuming his unrelenting pace from before.

You moved to push yourself up but he placed his hand on your back and pushed you back down. "Nu-uh," he said teasingly. "You told me to fuck you," he growled.

"And that's exactly what I'm gonna do."

#ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez x reader #wooyoung scenarios #wooyoung imagines #wooyoung smut #wooyoung x reader #kwanisms kinkuary #kinkuary 2023

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xaefanfictions · 1 year ago

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The Saiki K cast taking care of their crush's Tamagotchi

Characters: Saiki Kusuo, Kaidou Shun, Aren Kuboyasu, Teruhashi Kokomi, Nendou Riki

Author note: I want Aren and Kaidou to take care of my little Kevin so badly (yes, I called mine Kevin because I thought it was funny)

Listening to: Backyard Boy - Claire Rosinkranz

01:43 ━━━━●───── 02:10

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Saiki Kusuo:

↪ Surprisingly, Kusuo accepts to look after your Tamagotchi.

↪ Even more surprising is the fact that he actually enjoys taking care of your virtual pet! Well, at first. He can not stand the constant ringing for too long.

↪ He likes how mindless this is, how he doesn't have to feel overqualified for the job but like a regular teenager being of service to a fellow classmate that he may or may not fancy.

↪ His parents are teasing him to no end. His mother is gushing about her son being able to raise a child, and his dad chimes in, crying because he is not ready to be a grandfather yet. They are just as overdramatic as always.

↪ He gives it back to you in due time and in good shape, secretly hoping that you would go to him for help like this more often.

Kaidou Shun:

↪ Even if it clashes horribly with his dark persona, Shun would do anything you ask him to. And that includes taking care of Mimitchi while you're away.

↪ He starts calling it the Egg of Discord when the others laugh at him for carrying a "girly" toy around. He also says that it holds immense powers and serves as a talisman to keep Dark Reunion away.

↪ He probably needs to ask his mother for help with the controls but would rather die than straight up go to her, so he figures them out by himself.

↪ Kaido takes a liking to your Tamagotchi and secretly babies it like he would an actual human baby. He talks to it in an "UwU" voice and sleeps with it beside his pillow.

↪ When you come back, he proudly gives you the Egg of Discord back with a smirk before asking very shyly for a hug because he missed you a whole lot.

Kuboyasu Aren:

↪ Since he wants to make friends and pass as a regular teenager, Aren gladly accepts to look after your virtual pet (it might also be because he has a big fat crush on you, who knows).

↪ He carries it everywhere to hear it ring and make sure it does not die on him. He wouldn't want to upset you after all!

↪ If anyone makes fun of him for carrying a toy around, he will scar them for life, either mentally or physically. No one will say anything negative about your precious little angel under his watch.

↪ He is not a fan of the constant ringing, but he couldn't even bring himself to throw it against the nearest wall when Kuchipatchi suddenly shit itself in the middle of the night. How sweet <3

↪ He will hand it back to you alive and well for sure! He was careful with it and defended its honor until the very last second.

Teruhashi Kokomi:

↪ Little Miss Kokomi gladly agrees to watch over your little one. It is not like she likes you or anything! It really is just because she has an image to keep up! D-Don't get the wrong idea!

↪ She probably sees it as you wanting to bless your silly toy with her god-like presence because of her bloated ego. She thinks very highly of herself for giving you a hand.

↪ She knows how to care for a Tamagotchi, mainly because she had her mother's as a child. It brings back some nostalgia.

↪ She gives it back to you in good shape, with a smile that would make any boy fall in love. When you take it from her and your hands touch, she explodes into a blush and runs away in shame.

Nendou Riki:

↪ Riki has no idea how to care for a Tamagotchi, but he will still accept because it means a lot to his best pal (and crush, but he's too dumb to realize that he likes you).

↪ Futabatchi is going to see some twisted shit.

↪ Riki asks his mother for help because he has no idea how this thing works. She used to have one as a teen, so she thankfully knows how to keep the virtual pet alive.

↪ Realistically, so many things could go wrong: forgetting about it and how to control it, crushing it by sitting on it, losing it somewhere, letting it die miserably...

↪ If he somehow manages to hand it to you alive, it is probably drowning in shit and sick. Riki will ask you to eat ramen with him as a reward for taking good care of it.

#tdlosk #aren kuboyasu #the disastrous life of saiki k #saiki no psi nan #saiki kusuo #x reader #self insert #riki nendou #nendou riki #teruhashi kokomi #shun kaidou #tamagotchi #i fucking hate tagging

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synnamonroll666 · 1 year ago

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Are requests open? I have one I thought of, if not you can disregard this. Also love content by the way UwU!

Request:

How Bi-han would be as a father, or raising his baby son/daughter? Like wholesome Dad-han stuff. ^^

I'm sorry for taking so long to get back to this! I was so distracted by Kinktober that I couldn't really focus on anything else and I wanted do this when I could give it my full attention. 😅 I love this idea! I always wanted to do some content for Bi-Han because he was my very first MK crush. 🤭 And thank you! I'm glad you are enjoying my work. 😁🩵

Father Bi-Han Headcanons:

When Bi-Han first found out he was going to be a father, he was frustrated. How could he be a decent father and be the strong grandmaster that the Lin Kuai needed? However, once the news finally sunk in, he was happy.

He knew that this child would be gifted with his abilities—perfect for the next grandmaster of his clan.

During his wife's pregnancy, he is extremely protective. No one dares even go near her during this time. He treats her like a queen, giving her everything she ever wants or needs.

When it comes time to give birth, he is by her side the whole time, going between comforting her and barking orders at the doctors. After hours of screaming and crying (from his wife and the doctors each time he would start yelling), the child is finally born.

To say Bi-Han is proud is an understatement. He would not care about the gender. All that matters to him is that the baby is healthy. He holds his child in his icy arms, and he finds himself smiling. He knows this child will be strong and worthy of the title of future grandmaster.

Surprisingly, he is really good at dealing with a baby. Late at night, he sits in the chair where his mother used to sit with him and Kuai Laing, feeding his child and rocking him back and forth in his arms as he tells him stories of the great Lin Kuei warriors of the past.

Once the baby becomes a child, he begins training them. He is pleased when it turns out that his kin is as strong as he hoped him to be. He couldn't be prouder of his child.

When the boy/girl develops their Cryromancer abilities, Bi-Han is right there to help them hone their skill. It's a little rocky in the beginning, but soon the child proves to be just as great of a cryromancer as their father.

Bi-Han's life changes quickly from work-oriented to family-oriented. He is still focused on making the Lin Kuei rise to their greatest potential, but he has learned to take one step back to be there for his family.

Dinners consist of discussions of how the child's ice-wielding skills have progressed, instead of the usual silence he used to enjoy while eating. At least two hours of the afternoon were spent with the child, teaching them lessons and showing them ways to improve their skills instead of hounding on the Lin Kuei warriors to do better as they train. Perhaps even a snowball fight or two would happen to break out between the pair.

Yes, Bi-Han's life has changed, but he couldn't be happier about it.

#mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mortal kombat sub zero #mk sub zero #sub zero #mortal kombat bi han #mk bi han #bi han

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vee-crytraps · 2 months ago

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Hiiiii

I hope you're doing good, not good criticism aside.

Now, this chapter 🧑‍🍳💋 as always

There's so much to unpack good god.

The fact that Bruce forced everyone on an outing bc missy I ignore and isolate my daughter and then get mad when she goes looking for a more receptive father figure? It's so dad of him lol. Like, you're the one basically forcing your daughter to go look for love demonstrations that actually make her feel loved and not controlled, attention, understanding and quality time and then have the audacity to be mad, plan a shitty trip and then disappear. Honey, thanks for trying but you gave us absolutely nothing.

Dick mentioning how it was him and Bruce the ones to take Robin away from her says a lot about his character. I swear to god am equal parts attracted to your Richard as much as I am holding a personal Vendetta. Girl, get out of the stage please (and he's reenacting Mia's Goth "Please I'm a star!" Scream while we kick him out).

I don't feel good about being proved right like Barbara, good god, I feel so fucking bad 😭😭😭😭.

Jay bird baby, why are you out here proving me right? I don't wanna be. I need the fanon uwu coquette version of him to heal my heart. When he was I'm going back without any regard for batsis? Girl, I needed to take a deep breath and hold onto my heart pieces. Jay, Jason, my love, no. Immediately no. That was literally your only line.

Damian, and I AM biased, love you. He's so intense lmao, same boy, same. But when Nadia came? I put down my phone and punched a pillow. I could never. I'd probably die hahahahhaah

Can't hate her, she's giving enabling bad influence young aunt and I love it. Dick, you're stepping up to your nickname hun.

Also, the scene by the lake? Sorry, I literally want to slobber him up and hydrate his beautiful caramel skin with my saliva and tears cause he's so hot and then kick him in the balls and assure he doesn't have any offspring that could potentially come out as dumbassy as him. But him getting to know about Damian? Hihihihihihi I was rubbing my hands together.

This is just where my imagination went, batsis with Damian and Jon (sorry, I just love them together, they make a great pair and balance each other out). Dick's face would be so fucking funny.

Also, not him being "you shouldn't continue that". Shut up. The fact that you hurt her doesn't give you the right to assume Damian would. At least not the same way as you. And we all know he has already begun to ruin her opportunities at getting to know decent people (as Nikolai is described as) so don't act like you actually have her best interests in mind. You are so hypocritical Richard Grayson agh.

Also, Jon as always being THE knight in shining armour that he is coming to save the day. Dear heavens, can he be anymore sweethearty? Impeccable job, as always Jonathan Kent, immaculate. Clark, we salute you. Thank you for healing us and giving us a speck of hope in man kind (by this I mean actually men, not humans).

I may be a bit disillusioned with the girls. Come on sugar, please include your little sister innnnnnn. Barbara, stop being my representation in the story, I can't stand it. I just don't want to be right about the boys 😩

But it hurts so good!1!1!1!1!1!!1!1!1!

Anyways, thanks for such an amazing chapter.

Ignore people who don't appreciate it. I hope you have a wonderful day/night!

Xoxo - 🫀

Ah, you have no idea how happy it makes me that you slid in here before I shut off my anons!!!

This is totally a shitty dad trip, this is for real a thing my dad used to do when I was a kid lmao. Dick is the mooooost complicated one of them all simply because batsis is like a piece of his childhood. I mean he was in his teens when she was adopted, but she was around long enough to know him from top to bottom. Much like Bruce he's got this caged bird attachment to her haha He does think he's doing good for her by steering her away from Damian and others, but it's the kind of 'I'm sure i'm right' that just so happens to align with the fact that he wants to wait until he's good enough for her. Jon is a very very lovely guy! Clark raised a good boy, but I hope everyone remembers that they're also superheroes! And aliens, who canonically don't experience or understand the entire range of human emotions. The venn diagram is only almost a circle. The truth is, most of these boys have been shot, stabbed, torn apart, mind controlled, broken every bone both indidivually and together, murdered and brought back to life in a goo that makes you crazy, broken then put back together both correctly and incorrectly emotionally and mentally; wooooof they are not okay. But they want to be! For her! They just have to learn a hard lesson first! Bruce has set the example that your civillian life is where you cut corners and make sacrifices- which does not bode well for batsis, who is attracted to people who were raised by him haha. Not to mention, her entire existence is her civillian life. Bad luck fr! Things will get better! Remember this leads into KMM where everything is sexy and happy! Thanks as always for dropping in. As you can guess it was pretty discouraging knowing I put like 90,000 words into creating this universe as a whole and then having someone tear it down with a few hundred. I very much needed this <3333

#v.ask #🫀 anon

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batsarebetterthanpeople · 7 months ago

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for the fic title thing i am giving u a 3oh!3 lyric: I’m A Vegetarian (I Ain’t Fucking Scared Of Him)

Look at me. Look at me bro. You gave me crunkcore lyrics I'm going to have to bring my favorite party boy into this. WHICH MEANS! This is a gentlejacked fic I will write as many as my little heart desires

Black dress with the tights underneath, I've got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth, she's an actress but she ain't got no need. She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east. Tongues always pressed to your cheeks while my tongue is on the inside of some other girls teeth. Tell your boyfriend if he says he's got beef that I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him. He wants to touch me uwu, he wants to love me, uwu, he'll never leave me uwu ueu-u-u. Don't trust a hoe etc

With this inexplicably color coordinated from memory recite of one of the songs ever, we must conclude that Ed is serving cunt, Jack is his boyfriend who says he's got beef and Stede is a trust fund baby vegetarian who ain't fucking scared of him. Additionally we must assume that Jack and Stede are writing some checks they can't cash, this casting them as the hoes that Ed is unable to trust.

So now that you are in my beautiful mind palace, let us craft a fic:

Jack is Ed's boyfriend. Ed is sort of a primadonna figure. Highly successful actor, bit of a diva. He and Jack are a power couple but one of them is clearly the Beyonce (as opposed to the Jay-Z). Then Stede, nepo baby who has never acted before in his life, swoops in and takes one of Ed's roles. Ed becomes obsessed with him. Stede and Ed begin an emotional affair. I do my standard polycule drama. I drag Anne and Mary into it somehow. I find a way to somehow kill Izzy who is just the manager but does have a massive crush on Ed and rats him and Stede out to Jack to which Jack responds much better than Izzy ever would, by pissing on Stede and starting a dick measuring contest rather than calling the cops, when this does not work out for him Izzy becomes the paparazzi's man on the inside and sells all of Ed's romantic drama to gossip rags. Stede and Jack get in a full blown fist fight for Ed's hand which is caught on camera and posted to YouTube and plastered on every morning talkshow in the country. There's betrayal from Jack and a betrayal from Stede at some point (probably both of them cheating with their respective canon/historical wives) in the fic and Ed is left with no boyfriend instead of two boyfriend. Ed has a meltdown more publicized than Britney's. And in the end they all work it out by doing the Hellen Keller and talking with their hips.

Send me a title and I'll make a fic for it.

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jinkieswouldyoulookatthis · 9 months ago

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I am not hijacking yet another one of scoobydoodean's posts for an Amy discussion (been there, done that), so I'm copying the whole thing over here:

@pendragony Thinking about the conversation in the comments of the latest instalment of @ani-coolgirl ‘s awesome ‘Every first time’ wincest project re Dean killing Amy. The thing about Sam is, for all the puppy dog, baby girl, uwu vibes, that man is also a stone cold killer who is capable of going right off the reservation without his brother acting as a moral compass. And Dean is used to clearing up his family’s messes. So, while there’s a lot of other stuff to consider, Dean quietly going to do what his mentally ill and morally questionable brother couldn’t, and then trying to ensure his peace by not telling him stuff that would hurt him, is also classic big brotherism on Dean’s part. It reminds me of his reaction to the Meg possession and finding out Sam killed a hunter - tidy up after little brother, and nobody needs to know. Both brothers are willing to monster themselves in order to save the other. @jinkieswouldyoulookatthis @blue-chimera

Do I understand why Dean killed Amy? Yes. Do I agree that it was, in their world, something that needed to be done? Yeah, I guess. Do I understand why Dean felt like he needed to do it behind Sam's back and then lie to him about it? From Dean's pov? Yes, but it still makes me want to shake him. Narratively, I get it. But there is a very loud voice in my head that goes, "Dude, that was an asshole move."

Like, Amy basically was what Sam had briefly suggested they become way back in Time is on My Side (3x15). She killed only to save the life of her son. She made an effort to kill those she considered to be bad people, trying to make the act feel less bad. But otherwise she had structured her life around not killing humans, finding "ethical" ways to source what she and her son needed. This is basically what Sam was thinking about when considering if they could somehow use Doc Benton's methods to loophole out of Dean's deal.

One of the things that I really like about Supernatural's story is how the boys are constantly dancing along a knife's edge of becoming the monsters that they hunt. And for the first half of the series, Sam was most often the one in danger of slipping, and his innate morality is less clear cut than Dean's so he relies heavily on Dean to help determine the right course of action. But as the series goes on, as Sam better figures himself out (has the pride beaten out of him by the story), Dean becomes the one losing his way. The Amy situation, happening at the beginning of season 7, is around the tipping point for this shift, and I think that may be part of why it stands out and causes so much passionate discussion.

But, I don't know, as always, I just wished they'd talk to each other about shit, lol!

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bratshaws · 2 years ago

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through the hourglass 136. brb x oc

a/n:boy oh boy next chapter will make me cry (reblogs and comments are supper encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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Beatrice sleeps with his head on her chest, holding him, keeping him close, she knows the next day will take a huge toll on him. She can feel it already, he’s just…emotional and for a good reason. She knew he’d be like this the whole day, and she was going to let him be, if he needed time alone, he’d get time alone.

She’d find something to do, maybe she could…stroll around the area and check if there are places she could take Nikki and the dogs just for a little while, just so Bradley could have this moment to himself, although he might want to stay with them.

She’d ask him when he woke up since she was already alert and with her eyes locked on the ceiling, waking up before him was always interesting - and without any of her anxieties and fears eating at her either! So…it was okay, this time was going to be good even if Rooster was feeling sad.

She wished she could snatch some of it away though.

She wished she could hold her husband’s fears in her hands and chuck it into the bin…but she couldn’t. What she could do was stay with him and give him space if he needed. Beatrice sighs, her chest rising and falling when she does so, still caressing the back of his head, the shorter strands of sandy brown hair tickling her fingers as he snored quietly.

She turned over to the window, seeing the lightest amount of snow falling down and piling up just the tiniest bit on the window sill. It was still dark outside and when she checked on Nicole via the monitor, it was already five a.m. She wondered if she’d fall asleep again, but she had a feeling she wouldn’t be able to…so,she kept on caressing his head and letting him use her chest as his pillow.

Beatrice smiles because his entire body was off of hers, with his head on her chest and his arm wrapped around her waist protectively. He was like that the whole night, if it wasn’t an arm it was one of his hands, just a warm touch on her skin to let the babies know that their daddy was just the most loving man that ever existed and he’d always be there.

He nuzzles her shirt a bit more, inhaling deeply but remaining asleep, Beatrice even tilts her head to check on him and he still has his eyes closed and mouth slightly parted, his snoring is very quiet. She just smiles more, moving her hand up to the top of his head where the longest part of his hair turned wavy, not being able to stop herself from twirling some of them on her index finger.

He stirred a bit, groaning, but didn’t wake up yet. He just held onto her a bit tighter and sighed, murmuring something that resembled her name. Beatrice grins, leaning down just enough to kiss his head, then turning to face the window once more, watching the snowflakes slowly fall down.

However, after a few seconds, she feels him stir again but this time he groans louder and she knows he’s finally waking up. She waits for him to figure out his surroundings, his brows furrowed and eyes squinted before he turns to face her. “...hi…”

“Hey.’ she coos, cupping his cheek and trying to brush off the indentations from her shirt on his skin, “Did you sleep well?”

“Mmmm….yeah…” he leans into her touch, “Was nice.”

Beatrice loved his sleepy voice and how he couldn’t come up with full sentences until he was completely awake. She kissed the top of his head again, scratching his scalp just enough to make goosebumps form on his skin and a pleased groan escape his lips, “Hmmmm….I don’t wanna get up.” he mutters, “Wanna lie on your tits forever.”

She laughed in surprise, the laughter eventually subsided into a giggling fit that only makes her husband smirk against her. He tilts his head up to check her face, seeing she was just beet red…he didn’t know if it was because of her usual shyness or just because he was that funny.

Maybe both.

“Oh, my God, you are terrible.” she giggles again, playfully swatting his covered shoulder, gently running her fingers on his pajama top, ‘This is nice.” she says, “Your wife has good taste.”

It was one of the gifts he got for Christmas, a simple dark pajama set that wasn’t too thin nor thick, just enough for him to enjoy in any weather if he so desired, “She does, she knows me like the back of her hand.” he says, groaning as he pushes himself to his hands, rolling his neck left and right to pop the joints, “Fuck, that’s nice…did you sleep well?”

“I did. I woke up a few minutes before you though.”

“Yeah? Everything good? Not because of the cold,right?”

“No,’ she smiles, “Just because…I think I just needed to. You know? I checked on Nikki, she’s sleeping fine, I think Eleanor is exploring the house because I heard her claws clicking on the floor outside.”

Rooster hummed a chuckle, sitting on the bed to rub his eyes with both of his hands, trying to swallow his yawn only for it to distort his voice when he spoke, “She’s gettin’ used to it.” he says, rubbing his face, “We set the doggy pads for them so it’ll be okay- fuck I need to wake up.” he slaps his face gently - well, as gentle as someone like Rooster could, especially with such a big hand like that, “And maybe prepare us breakfast.”

“You don’t have to,I can do that for us.” he was about to protest but she sat on her knees and hugged his neck, kissing his scar, “Let me pamper you.”

“Pamper me?’ he smirks, “Ain’t even my birthday.”

“Does it have to be?”

Rooster stares at her in silence, then he smiles, “No, doesn’t.” he mutters, pressing his nose to hers and chuckling, “...thank you. I could kiss you but my breath smells awful.”

“It does a little bit.”

“Okay, ouch? Betrayed by my own wife?” but he’s laughing and they are already getting to the couple dynamic she only saw on Instagram. Making fun of each other in the best way, “How will I ever recover?’

“Your wife can prepare your breakfast.” she coos, kissing the corner of his jaw and smiling against it when he inhaled sharply, “And then kiss you until you can’t focus anymore.”

Rooster’s eyebrows went up at her bold suggestion, even leaning his head back to give her a better look, “That a promise?’

“Yes,sir.” another sharp inhale, “But I’ll deal with breakfast first.”

He had to admit it has been a while since the two had sex, which for them was a feat in itself. Back when he found out she was pregnant with Nikki, he was so scared of hurting her or the baby…maybe he was still nervous now that she had the twins in there…however, it was proven that that activity was very encouraged during the pregnancy.

And he wouldn’t mind at all. Plus they were going to be okay.

But he did appreciate the distraction because his mind was everywhere that morning, “Can I make one,” he scoots over the edge when she steps out just in time to wrap his hands on her waist, “One simple, sweet request for my gorgeous wife?”

Beatrice bites her lower lip with a grin, then nods, cupping his face, “What do you need?”

“Hot cocoa and maybe, maybe some chocolate muffins?’ he grins, “I know they have a lot of trays in there in case we want to use it…so…” he taps his fingers on the curve of her hips, reaching the checkered pants and the expanse of her ass, “If you can do that for me, I’d be more than thankful.”

She smiles sweetly at him, kissing the tip of his nose, “I can do that.”

“Thanks,” he drags his hands down her thighs because he really didn’t want to let go, but he had to since she was going to make their breakfast. She looked at him one last time before leaving the room…and leaving Rooster with his thoughts.

He interlaced his hands between his legs and sighed, chewing the inside of his cheek as he finally felt he was awake enough to think straight. He sighs again, holding his interlaced hands up to press his forehead against his knuckles as he allows the sounds from the cabin to surround him.

He…was okay.

He could be worse but he was okay.

He just…had to mentally prepare, that’s all.

Bradley knew what was going to happen that morning, he knew they were going to the cemetery and he knew how he was going to be. But part of him felt…lighter, maybe because this is the second time she comes with him and they have Nikki and the twins in tow, which is…easier to handle.

He had a family now, he wanted his parents to meet them. They met Beatrice, about time they met Nicole, their granddaughter.

He chuckles softly, knowing that when she’s older - and when the twins are as well - he’ll have to explain how they have six grandparents. Bea’s parents, his own parents and Maverick and Penny. His uncle was doing a great job as a grandfather figure for Nikki, and so was Penny, she had no idea she’d…be part of his crazy circle now, but she was doing fine.

Not to mention she adored Beatrice.And Amelia and Shells were happy about it as well, Amelia always had a blast telling her college friends about her new baby cousin.

Rooster smiles, albeit wryly, before dropping his hands between his legs again, scratching the side of one with his nails and furrowing his brows. He had nothing to complain, he had nothing to complain about his chosen family, they were there for him when he needed them.

The Dagger Squad, those crazy fucks that he just couldn’t see himself not talking to, were also doing a great job. They took Nicole under their wings - literally - and now they had Jake’s baby in the mix to dote and adore…and of course, Nat had Umberto, who knew when another one would show up?

He did miss his parents, terribly. Beatrice knew that, but…he was okay, family wise, even if he wished they could be there, right with him, they aren’t. And he couldn’t go back in time to prevent any of this from happening, as much as if hurt to admit, he could handle this.

Bradley sighs one last time, slapping his hands on his thighs and pushing himself up to reach his phone. He immediately checked the baby monitor, smiling when he saw Nicole was waking up, those tiny arms stretching and little legs moving inside the crib…and Jack and Eleanor surrounding it as well.

He decided to pick her up so they could enjoy breakfast together. He placed the phone in his pajama pants’ pockets - God,he loved Beatrice even more because she knew what he liked so much - and marched to the little room that Nicole was in.

He arrived just in time to see their daughter sit up on the bed, light hair mussed up and eyes squinted, “Hi, baby girl.” he coos, “Hi, good morning! Hi!” she just looked around confusedly, he didn’t know if she could identify much about her room back home yet, but she clearly didn’t know what this place was, “My little birdie, hi pretty.” he gently picks her up, her tiny body heavy with sleep and smelling like…she needed a change, “...well, come on, gotta get cleaned up.”

Nicole’s little yawn that followed her father’s request was enough for him to consider that a ‘yes’. It was weird to change her up when he couldn’t…find certain things like at home, he still had a hard time holding onto the changing table because it was smaller than hers back in Cali,but he managed it.

“Okay, we’ll just have breakfast then have a shower so we can leave, okay?’ he buttoned her onesie, earning a tired look from his daughter, “You look like you worked a twelve hour shift.” and she sighs like she did so as well, blinking up at him and hugging his neck when he picks her up.

He’s honestly still nervous about taking Nicole to the cemetery, he knew it was a good idea, but his biggest fear was maybe traumatizing Nicole in some way…which was stupid, there was no way it’d happen, nothing bad happens in a cemetery.

He pauses, remembering the several zombie movies he watched, “...well that’s fictional.” he counters his own thoughts, then purses his lips, “Hm…you know Nikki,” he adjusts her against his chest, “You might…be confused at first, which is okay, you know, it’s okay…but I think it’ll be good for you, we’ll try to visit your grandparents as often as we can, yeah? So you know what to look for when you are older.”

Nicole placed her head on his shoulder as he carried down the stairs, the smell of Mr.Scoops’ cocoa spread on the air, stopping him on his tracks as he reached the kitchen, “Oh…my God.” he whispers, making his wife laugh, “I swear, this is the best cocoa I’ve ever smelled, coming second to my mother’s.”

“Well,I’m honored you think so.” she smiles, “I think it’s great too, here, let’s trade the little bean for the cocoa.”

“I can drink and carry her.” Beatrice arches her brow, which makes him frown, “Fine, here,” he does hand Nicole over to Beatrice, who kisses her little girl’s sleeping form as her husband grabs the mug. He hums happily once he drinks it, licking his lips with a pleased smile, “Yeah, heaven.”

“Sure is,the muffins are in the oven and I might make some omelets for us?”

“Sounds good.” he says, ‘...the cemetery opens at seven. So we have two hours until we get there.” he gives a quick look towards the window, “...it’s going to snow heavily soon, so we might have to stay just a tiny bit.”

“You think it’ll be as bad as last time?”

“I don’t know anything about a snowstorm.” he comments, ‘But it will be heavy…so it’s just for safety, I don’t want Nikki or you to be too cold.”

Beatrice smiles softly but she frowns a bit after, “You know we can stay in the cemetery longer if the snow takes a while to fall.” he inhales sharply, “I’ve checked the weather app, it’s only going to be bad after ten,Roos…you don’t have to be nervous, or lie to me.”

He looks down ashamedly, rubbing his thumb over the mug’s rim, “I know it’s just…”

“Just?”

“I think this year is a bit…more complicated? I mean, I don’t know.I’m feeling a lot now…you know how my mother loved the holidays.”

“Yeah, you told me.” she says, “So did Mav.”

“Maybe that’s why, I think it’s bringing a lot of memories back and I need to deal with them…I want us to have a good week, it’s not often I have the time to spend the holidays with you all…so, I’m going to be okay. It’s just, stuff I know I need to vent out.” he pauses, “Maybe with therapy.”

Beatrice blinked at him, “You thought about it?”

“I did…well, if I don’t get deployed I might contact Dr.Varma or someone else, so I don’t hog your therapist’s time.” he laughs softly, looking at her with his eyes warm, “But I think it’ll help me, you know? I think it’s about time.”

Rooster was strong, physically and mentally, but he had his own demons he couldn’t deal with my himself. Hearing from her tall,handsome, darling husband that therapy might be a good idea made her heart swell. So much her eyes glazed over and she sniffled, much to Rooster’s panic, “Baby-”

“Sorry,no,I,” she waves her hand in front of her eyes, “It’s the hormones, I’m just,” another sniffle, “Really happy for you…I-I know it won’t be easy at first but I also know it’ll help you a--a lot.” he gives her a little smile, “You are an amazing person,Roos….it’ll be good for you.”

“Yeah, about time I deal with it again, you know?” he adds, bringing the mug to his lips, “I just need this to…work things better.”

“You will.I know you will–”

“Aaa!” Nicole brought her hand to her mouth, little brows furrowed in annoyance because hse was hungry and there was no time to talk when the little bird was hungry, “Aaahh mmfffuh!”

“Oh, oh okay Nikki,I know.” her mother smiles, looking around to find her baby food, “I know, it’s time for your breakfast too- Roos, can you keep an eye on the muffins for me? I’ll just feed her on the little chair over there.”

“Don’t worry,gorgeous.” he smirks, giving her a wink, “I can handle it.”

He follows the two of them with his eyes, then once they are away from him he lets out a heavy sigh,rubbing his eyes with his fingers.

Yeah.

He’s going to be okay.

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x female reader #bradley bradshaw x named reader #tgm oc #tgm fic #tgm fanfiction

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ap-kinda-lit · 1 year ago

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An InuKag Playlist

Uwu - chevy

Oh, but you don't know how I feel, mmm / It's like everyday I'm runnin' uphill / Oh, why can't I just spit it out and tell you right now / That you're the one I want out loud?

On Melancholy Hill — Gorillaz

Up on Melancholy Hill / There's a plastic tree / Are you here with me? / Just looking out on the day / Of another dream / Well you can't get what you want / But you can get me / So let's set out to sea, love / 'Cause you are my medicine / When you're close to me / When you're close to me

Meet Me Halfway — The Black Eyed Peas

Can you meet me half way (I'll meet you halfway) / Right at the borderline / That's where I'm gonna wait, for you / I'll be looking out, night n' day / Took my heart to the limit, and this is where I'll stay / I can't go any further than this / I want you so bad it's my only wish / I can't go any further than this / I want you so bad it's my only wish

Willow — Taylor Swift

Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind (oh) / Head on the pillow, I could feel you sneaking in / As if you were a mythical thing / Like you were a trophy or a champion ring / And there was one prize I'd cheat to win / The more that you say / The less I know / Wherever you stray / I follow / I'm begging for you to take my hand / Wreck my plans / That's my man / You know that my train could take you home / Anywhere else is hollow / I'm begging for you to take my hand / Wreck my plans / That's my man

Until I Found You — Em Beihold & Stephen Sanchez

How could / We ever just be friends? / I would rather die than let you go / Juliet to your Romeo / How I heard you say / I would never fall in love again until I found her / I said, "I would never fall unless it's you I fall into" / I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her / I found you

Everywhere — Fleetwood Mac

Something's happening / Happening to me / My friends say I'm acting peculiarly / Come on, baby / We better make a start / You better make it soon / Before you break my heart / Oh, I / I want to be with you everywhere / Oh, I / I want to be with you everywhere / (Wanna be with you everywhere)

Never Getting Rid of Me — Waitress The Musical

I'm gonna do this right / Show you I'm not moving / Wherever you go, I won't be far to follow / Oh, I'm gonna love you so / You'll learn what I already know / I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me

My Life Would Suck Without You — Kelly Clarkson

Maybe I was stupid / For telling you goodbye / Maybe I was wrong / For tryin' to pick a fight / I know that I've got issues / But you're pretty messed up too / Either way I found out I'm nothing without you

Wasted Time — Vance Joy

Why do you go wasting your time on me / You're so beautiful now / There's so much that's left for you now / Oh yeah, babe / And why / Why do you go flashing those eyes at me / You know that I'm eager to please / I've always been eager to please / Oh yeah, babe

For The First Time — Mac DeMarco

Know she won't be gone forever / There are many times I find it feels that way / And I'm not trying to forget her / Just understand how I'll be feeling on that day / It's just like seeing her for the first time again

line without a hook — Ricky Montgomery & mxmtoon

And in my eyes, there is a tiny dancer / Watching over me, he's singing / "she's a, she's a lady, and i am just a boy" / He's singing, "she's a, she's a lady, and i am just a line without a-" / Oh baby, I am a wreck when I’m without you / I need you here to stay / I broke all my bones that day I found you / Crying at the lake / Was it something I said to make you feel like you're a burden, oh / And if I could take it all back / I swear that I would pull you from the tide

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough — Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell

Remember the day I set you free / I told you you could always count on me, darling / From that day on, I made a vow / I'll be there when you want me / Some way, somehow / 'Cause, baby, there ain't no mountain high enough / Ain't no valley low enough / Ain't no river wide enough / To keep me from getting to you, babe

Stay — Two Steps From Hell

I like the way your eyes look into mine / I like how it feels when you smile / I like the way you watch me when I walk away / Say you'll stay / I like to feel your breath on my face / I like to swim around in your good grace / I like how your lips taste / Say you'll stay

I Choose You — Sara Bareilles

We are not perfect / We'll learn from our mistakes / And as long as it takes / I will prove my love to you / I am not scared of the elements / I am under-prepared, but I am willing / And even better / I get to be the other half of you

#inukag #playlist #mixtape #songs #inuyasha #otp #kagome #kagome higurashi

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jinkicake · 2 years ago

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Sigh, I’ve been trying so hard to find this abyss aether fic about how you’re besties w lumine while her evil brother seduces you and you gotta wobble back to the teapot after dark and pretend you’re not walking funny😭 but all I’m finding are people who don’t understand aether AT ALL or kids who have no actual social experience NEVER MIND SEXUAL trying to make a wattpad wanna be fic and that sounds mean! But like if you see the fic that were on top of the abyss aether tag a few days ago😬 like from crazy dialogue that would make even toddlers cringe to aether being an OC. Like it pains me to say it but the twins are literally the same hoyoverse has no writing talent so people being like “xiaolumi is better than xiaother” my brother in CHRIST they are lit the same ship!! Y’all draw aether like he’s low budget lumine anyway🙄😒 like dotn get me wrong aether in a maid outfit is 🥴 but not all of us can be tops some of y’all lying trying to make aether an uwu baby bottom when y’all have never held hands w the opposite sex. Like I’m salty I keep accidentally reading garbage!! Y’all don’t know him like I do!! Abyss aether is very calm and mean! While lumine is more fucked up mean and cruel, I think abyss aether is more resigned and apathetic like “I have to do what needs to be done, how I feel on the matter doesn’t matter” and he has a soft spot underneath all that. Abyss lumine is the type to read by nightlight while she has you tied up screaming your lungs out as she’s been edging you for like 4 hours. Aether is the type to pretend that he doesn’t want to do this😔 “I’m sor try love but you have to be punished” as he’s like usuing electro to overstimulate you. Very much calling you cute nicknames and caressing your face all the time; but also will make you sick him off during boring meetings w the abyss lectors. And I would do it too he deserves a break😇 I had a dream (I was watching some weird ass movie) that I was taken “hostage”(I wanted to be there) by abyss aether and I was roaming around his weird ass abyss castle and stumbled into his bedroom the second he walks out the shower💀 like I was so shook I woke up gasping for air. I would let that man break my back and he would if I asked nicely!

LMFAOOOOOOO YOURE SOOOOO TT

That's exactly my thoughts with any ship that involves the twins like one is not better than the other because they're literally the same person LOL People argue all the time that they're different and honestly, maybe they are but I dont care!!!

Omggg if you find any fics send them to me because that sounds soooo good I can never find any good abyss!twin fics...... LOLLLLLLLLL i believe you about the wattpad-sounding works because sometimes I see some works that make me scratch my head and the tags are always SO wrong TT even ao3 is hurting these days and I always thought she would be there for me!!!

I am not that big of a sub!aether fan... it's fun to read sometimes but like that's all anyone makes of his personality and i hate it!!! he's crazy!!! he's not your uwu boy like get up... get up!!! i like abysstwin!aether but then again I just love the abyss twin because im soooo tired of the traveler #snoozefest

your dreams are soooo LMAOOOO it sounds like a good yandere fic idea if i've ever heard of one!!!

SEND ME THE FICS YOU FINDDDDDDD (and like hehehe)

#sarahandoikawatalkshit

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alltimefail-sims · 1 year ago

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Idk if I'm super late to this or if I missed a response, but I'd like to hear your thoughts about Roberto Crinkletop being Robert Crumplebottom. I'm not sure how I feel about it and would be happy hearing somebody else's opinion

You are not late on this nor did you miss a post from me about Roberto, but oh boy do I have thoughts! LOTS of them! I forgot about EA's atrocious little video until this ask remined me. Thank you!

I considered making a whole lore post on Agnes and I still might - but this whole thing with Roberto has re-contextualized her lore in the most inconsistent way, in my opinion. It has also discouraged me from wanting to talk about her. No surprise there though - they have fumbled the ball with lore in TS4 time and time again, and I think I am apart of a minority that just doesn't want them to address it any more. Even the slight mention of the Landgraabs in their most recent livestream made my skin crawl in the worst way. I just wish the Sims team would just stop pandering to a fanbase they do not care about in order to seem like they're putting thought into these families when they make them (spoiler: it's clear they don't put that much thought into them, if any at all. I truly believe they used to care, but that has been lost to time and that's why the games just aren't the same as they used to be. Trying to fuck with preexisting families, like the Goths for example, is only ruining what made them good in the first place... but I digress.)

Basically though, I'll sum it up now by saying that it seemed to be canon that the death and/or disappearance of Agnes' husband is what made her turn sour and callous (grief is what made her the person she is today, grief and loss made her hate romance). But then that wretched video drops and they decide to portray young Agnes as this mean, naggy wife that her poor husband (eye roll...) had to escape from? It even feels like they're insinuating that she was actually abusive because he says coming to Chestnut Ridge and becoming a nectar maker literally saved his life. Like holy shit! Just seems really fucking dumb to me if we're being honest!

It's just lazy writing, and it doesn't make sense with what we know of Agnes from TS2/TS3. In the original games it felt like she was a nuisance and a miserable old woman who we're supposed to feel bad for. In TS2 her actions aren't explained, but we know she is adverse to romance. In TS3 we see her in a whole new light, and it's pretty devastating how the loss clearly impacted her (that half unfinished nursery lives in my mind rent free). It was implied that they loved each other, in my opinion, but it seems like the Sims team will never miss an opportunity to villainize a female premade. I'm serious - it's actually getting concerning how the negative traits or actions of the male characters in this game are always twisted to be endearing, understandable, or momentarily misguided. But the women? Oh no, they're insufferable nags, abusers whose husbands need to leave them, women who never really loved their spouses at all, they're evil, they're mean, they're distant, they are bad wives and mothers, they are money-hungry, they are killers, and that's the whole of their marketing.

Poor uwu baby boys, save them from the mean ladies!! And if they cheat on the mean ladies, the ladies deserved it! If they are a serial cheater who will go as far as to leave their fiance at the aisle, that's okay because they're just a lovable himbo! If their wives go missing and they date a woman much younger than them, that's okay - she's actually the money hungry one! Yes he is lazy and does not have any ambition or drive, but his wife is so mean for being tired of their life being stagnant - she is the problem! She is a money hungry evil woman and he is just her husband who has no idea! He's rich and literally lives with her but uhhhh he's so nice that the estranged son (who looks just like him) isn't even his!

Ugh. Give me a break sims team. I'm tired!

#I'm sorry but it's giving sexism. I'm over it #Anyway that is the gist of my opinion. Thank you for your ask <3 #Don't get me wrong I love a lot of the male characters in this franchise but we can't have one female character whose depth -#isn't like 'she's actually evil lol' or 'she actually sucks lol' and I'm tireddddddddd #Roberto Crinkletop #ts4 #the sims 4 #chestnut ridge #ts4 horse ranch #sims 4 #simblr #atfs ask #anon

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this is so late I KNOW BUT THE HWA DRABBLE LITERALLY MADE MY BRAIN SHORT CIRCUIT!!! brain FRIED all i know is i want to be hwa's pretty princess and "full of his love" (my favorite part!! i was so flustered!!) hwa is so dirty BUT HE'S SO ROMANTIC WITH IT??? i can never ever get enough of how you write him aly you're literally a genius and so amazing i want to put you on display like "look at her!! she's the most author to ever!! so sexy and so talented!!" sheet gripping pillow biting eyes rolling into the back of my head always!!!

AND LATE NIGHT SWIM??? I AM GOING TO PRINT IT AND PUT IT IN A FRAME AND ADMIRE IT 24/7 no but srsly i was losing my mind THE WHOLE FIC!!! i need mr mingi to join. will he snap and try to dom both sannie and mc or will he be a shy lil baby and let them both take care of him? EITHER WAY I AM ON BOARD 100%

–vamp anonnie (i'm going to kiss you. come here. /p)

vamp anonnieeee stop ittttt i can only twirl my hair and kick my legs smmm 👉🏼👈🏼 you’re so fucking sweet good GODDD. the “full of his love” part had me ascending ngl like i’ve been so obsessed with the third person thing lately i can’t stoppp. i love that you like my seonghwa as much as you do uwu yess put me in a little display case and i’ll be like “:) 🫶🏼” sjshdg i’m so glad you liked late night swim bc i was having a mental breakdown over it fsr like i just didn’t think it was up to par but the feedback’s been really reassuring esp yours my love <3 i haven’t decided but i’m leaning towards super desperate whiny baby boy that eventually goes into dom mode when he wants to cum really bad hehe. a kiss and flower for my vamp anonnie mwah <33

#ask #my vamp anon ❣️

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One would think that growing up in the forest, life would be easier when you lived with people. Wrong. If anything it was harder. The way they would stare at the archer at times as if he'd said or done something wrong. How they would be wary of him. Yet, with time it got easier. He made friends and found a new family. One that could help him grow into the man he was meant to be, but some things Daryl couldn't forget. Late nights on hard days, hues would wonder to the trees. Hoping. " Mama? "

Drathenia knew that she couldn’t keep Daryl from his own kind forever, he was old enough to lead his own life. As much as she longed to protect him from their corrupted ways, he was still human and required things that she could not offer him. Try as she might, there were things she could not understand for she simply was not human.

She could only hope he would remember her lessons and stay true.

But she was never far, ever watchful. She let him endure pain and loss for they taught the most valuable lessons, he would survive them despite the struggle they posed. His battles were his own. Yet on some occasions in the stillness of the night, she would hear him call for her. Sometimes it was just because he wanted her, other times it was because he needed her. Tonight was one such occasion.

Defeated and weary from the day, his eyes that she had dried many a time before spoke more than any words. He needed reassurance and comfort that only a mother could give. Seamlessly she emerged from the depths of the shadows, and cool lips pressed a kiss atop his head.

“I’m here, my darling.”

@theprixrity

#|| nothing's going to harm you not while I'm around ||#// she always there for her baby boy when he needs her uwu #theprixrity

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radiant-reid · 3 years ago

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Comfortable

A/n: this could unintentionally be a part 2 to Tough day

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Genre: a whole lot of fluff

WC: 1.2k

CW: Nothing (??)

"Hi," Spencer murmured, raspy-voiced from the night of sleep he'd just had. Possibly the first adequate amount he'd had in at least a week.

He looked the epitome of soft. Long curls messily tumbling over his forehead. His barely-there facial hair had grown as much as it could in the week she hadn't seen him, which wasn't a lot. High cheekbones, sharp jawline like something holy created by Michelangelo. He didn't leave a chance for any other man to be as beautiful. And, if his pretty face wasn't enough, his personality made it a completely uneven playing field.

Y/n could unquestionably admire him for the rest of her life. And it still wouldn't be long enough.

"Hi, baby boy," Y/n returned, a smile spreading over her face. It was the smile reserved for him. "Are you feeling okay?" She asked, tracing his finger over his pointed features.

Spencer had been considerably upset after his last case. Tears starting the moment he walked in the door and not stopping for an hour afterward.

Spencer nodded slightly. How could he not feel better? His girl was wrapped up in his arms. She would have assumed he wanted it the other way, but Spencer needed to feel her in his arms. It was irrational, but he liked knowing she was safe. He needed to feel her body on top of his, her body weight acting like an anchor to keep him grounded.

"Yeah, thank you," Spencer spoke gently. Y/n was mesmerized by the rising and falling of his chest when he spoke. She still wasn't able to take her glance away from his deep-seated brown eyes.

Y/n held his face in her hands, moving higher, so she was lying fully on top of him. "You never have to thank me, Spence. I'm always here for you." She reassured him, knowing the comfort was something he needed so he could stop thinking about what he'd had to see in the prior days.

She delicately traced down his perfect nose. Giggling when he scrunched it, which made the side of his lips twitch upwards. Pure happiness.

Still, Spencer felt guilty. Y/n was always there for him, no matter what was going on in his life. He couldn't even imagine how terrified he'd feel if their roles were reversed. Seeing Y/n come back from cases heartbroken would feel like a nightmare. Spencer didn't understand how she did it.

"Y/n." He started, his new serious tone drawing Y/n's features into a frown. "I worried I don't tell you how much I love you." Despite being able to memorize them, Spencer was never good with his own words. He could recite hundreds of love poems off by heart, but none of them expressed how he felt. "And I do love you. So much. I'm just not good at showing it." He claimed.

Y/n could see the guilty look on his face. She could tell he felt like he didn't deserve any of the good things in his life, despite all the terrible things he'd gone through.

On top of that, he always felt inexperienced. He'd never seen a happy relationship growing up, and it was something he couldn't learn out of a textbook, so he had no clue if he was doing it right.

"Spencer, honey, you tell me more than enough." She assured him, holding his face in her palms. "And you show me just as much. Seriously, I've never felt more loved in my life. I can tell you're worried you're not doing it right, but you've never done anything wrong." She comforted him, stroking his cheeks. It was unbelievable to her that Spencer ever felt he didn't show her enough love. "I see and hear how much you love me all the time. I can physically feel it." She told him, reaching down to place her hand on his heart.

Spencer nodded at her sadly. "Okay, because I do love you." He continued.

"I love you too, baby. I'm going to make us breakfast, my love," Y/n announced, not particularly wanting to leave Spencer for a second but hungry.

Spencer shook his head. "Wait, kiss, please." He adorably whined out his request.

Y/n couldn't say no to someone looking as cute as he did, leaning forwards to gently place their lips together. It was sweet, sensitive and full of nothing but love. Everything Spencer needed. Everything Y/n needed.

"Shower and then come to the living room." She gently instructed as she rolled off him.

Spencer nodded, moving so he could get out of their warm bed. "What are you making?" He turned back to ask her.

"Your favorite, of course. French toast." She answered.

Spencer had one last request. "Can you do the thing?" He asked shyly.

Y/n smiled at how adorably childish he was. "Of course." She agreed.

He insisted it made him feel better when she cut the french toast with Halloween cookie cutters so he could eat the little pumpkins, ghosts, witch hats, and bats.

Once breakfast had been eaten, it was Spencer's choice of activity. Naturally, that meant reading.

"Can you read it to me?" Spencer asked, holding his book out to her.

Y/n nodded, smiling at how cute he always looked. "Of course." She agreed, taking the book and sitting on the couch, holding open her arms so they could hug.

Spencer shook his head. "Can I braid your hair?" He shyly asked, wanting to be as close to her as possible.

"Yeah." Y/n was more than happy to let him. His soft, gentle fingers did it better than she did anyway. She moved so Spencer could sit behind her on the couch, his height making it easy.

Spencer glided his thin fingers through her strands of hair, carefully braiding it, making sure it wasn't too tight. Y/n read aloud his book, trying not to fumble over any of the big words.

"You know, you could read this so much faster than me?" Y/n commented after finishing a chapter.

She couldn't see, but Spencer shrugged. "I like this, though." He simply told her. Y/n figured the answer was good enough and kept reading. "Alright, all done." He stated, placing a kiss on her hairline.

Y/n ran her finger over the braid. "Wow, it's amazing, Spence. Thank you." She complimented, tilting her head up to look at him.

Spencer smiled at her. "Can it be my turn now?" He timidly requested.

Y/n was happy to oblige. She loved all the hairstyles he had, but the benefit of his long hair was that she could braid it. "Yeah, you are going to have to sit on the floor, though." She told him. "And you have to read."

Spencer quickly scrambled to sit on the floor, taking the book from Y/n. "But I like listening to your voice." He commented with a pout.

Y/n let out a giggle as she parted his hair. "Ah, so there's the real reason." She accused.

Spencer looked up at her like a dear caught in the headlights before smirking. "Maybe." He spoke.

"Okay, stop being cute and read." She instructed, spinning his head back around so start braiding his long brown locks.

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