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gyuswhore · 3 months ago

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unbreaking

life has dealt Wonwoo with a very uncanny set of cards, enough to make every waking hour an uncertainty. there is one thing however, he can always count on to remain unbreaking. well, maybe two.

wc: ~1.5k | contains: Spiderman!jeon wonwoo x reader, fluff, a crime is committed but its not in detail, perpetrator has a gun but doesn't use it

[a/n]: noW I KNOW I already posted my secret Santa fic HOWEVER this one is extra extra special bc its for my one and only camothy 🫶 she's been working vv hard when ive had to take a step back from @camandemstudios duties bc of life and I have concluded that she deserves a litol treat!!! @highvern I remember you talking about spidey wonu at some point so here it is, I hope u enjoy MUAH

also, bigbigbgigbig ty to @the-boy-meets-evil for beta-ing this for meeee <333

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The nerves were eating him inside out. He should be used to this, high pressure situations with more than just his life on the line, but Wonwoo can’t stop the waves of nausea that won’t seem to leave.

His I’m outside message stays in the text box, his thumb hovering over the send button. Swallowing, he lets his thumb rest on the screen and tries not to throw it into your neighbors bushes.

Dinner with your parents meant that Wonwoo had to reign himself in, keep to his best behaviour, do everything to be anything but himself. As your text bubbles bounce on his screen, he feels his heart come up to his throat.

[You]: clearance to ring the doorbell!!!

Deep, sharp breath, before he lets out slowly. He hopes his jeans aren’t too informal, his jacket too formal. He realises in that moment that he’s probably gonna have to hang it up, his t-shirt displaying the inevitable cuts and bruises on his arms. He curses under his breath, but it’s too late to change now, the only other pair of clothes in his trunk being his suit. Not an option.

So he rings the doorbell of your family’s home, and makes a futile attempt to clear his head. He imagines taking armfuls of the junk in his mind, dumping it into the recycling bin. He turns around, but the pile’s only doubled.

A click and the door’s opened, your face poking through the opening, a small smile on your face. Wonwoo feels himself relax at the sight, face morphing into a smile of his own.

“Hey,” he grins.

“Hi,” you whisper, unmistakable glint in your eye. “Come in.”

So he does, eyes up to catch anyone in the hall. He’s seen it before, but his stomach lurches when he sees your little sister in the hallway wearing a red t-shirt with a spider on it. Merchandise he’s never gotten a cut for because that would be compromising his identity, but he’d gotten used to it. His nerves are making him jumpy today, which isn’t always a good thing with what he is.

The last thing he wants is for your mother’s chandelier to end up covered in cobwebs not from actual spiders.

“Hey!” Wonwoo waves at your sister, who’s done nothing but stare at him since he walked in.

“Your jacket—” you start.

“Will stay on,” he interrupts, meeting your expecting eyes in a plea. “Please.”

You don’t ask questions. You never seem to.

He’s sure to say his hellos to your mother and father as politely as he can muster, but also trying to not sound blank as a sheet.

He eats what’s on his plate, compliments your dad on the potatoes, your mom on the salad. He remembers to be open for seconds, remembering how you told him your parents are happiest when they can feed their guests.

Your mother rounds up on your sister, “Do you wanna talk to Wonwoo while I get dessert ready?”

She’s been half fed by your mother who seems to be in the middle of teaching her how to feed herself.

The way she stares is unnerving, like she can see right through him. “Do you like Spiderman?”

Your father groans in a whisper, “Gear up, son.”

“Yeah! I like him, he’s cool.”

“I like him too,” she says, face blank. “I probably like him better than you though.”

“Probably.”

She looks down at her shirt, “My sister got this for me for my birthday.”

Wonwoo looks at you, eyebrows raised. “How come I don’t get one?”

“Because I like him better. Duh!”

Wonwoo makes a face like he understands, setting his cutlery down to raise his hands, “Of course! I forgot.”

“You’re bad at remembering. You were three minutes late to dinner. Probably because you forgot that too!”

He hears both you and your father exclaim at her in a chide, but Wonwoo only laughs. He should remember to sign something for you to give to your sister.

You look up to him across the table, a little exasperated but beautiful. His eyes soften, very slowly lifting his sock clad foot to rub against your ankle in reassurance. That's all he can do here.

After dessert, once Wonwoo is done complimenting you sister on the wonderful and janky icing job, your mother proposes coffee in the living room. It’s there that your sister tunes into the news channel.

“Have you ever seen a kid beg to put on the news? It’s the only place she can catch Spiderman.” He remembers you telling him that, remembers feeling endeared.

It was slow background noise for most of the coffee and conversation, and Wonwoo’s nearly done when the unmistakable BREAKING NEWS flashes across the screen like a signal. His guard is down, so he’s too quick to whip his head around to divert his attention.

It’s a hostage situation, a one man job by the looks of it. Easy work for Wonwoo, but the gun in the crazed man’s shaking hands looks too unsteady to be left the way it is.

The look you give him is enough.

Wonwoo’s proud to say he’s gotten his suiting up time down to a matter of seconds, abandoning his car in front of your building as he struggles in the backseat to pull his suit on, before letting the familiar force of his webs take him off into the night.

His first order of business was getting the wretched gun out of the perpetrator’s hands, watching him wave it about where Wonwoo — Spiderman — was perched on a streetlight.

He’s done and dusted in the next few minutes, gun caught in his web and hostage right into Spiderman’s loving arms. It was all quite routine at that point, but he notes the cameras more vividly than usual, wonders if your family is still in the living room, watching him, not knowing it was their daughter’s boyfriend they’d just served coffee and delights underneath the rouge mask.

Wonwoo catches you a few streets over, despite his never ending attempts to chide you whenever you do. It was dangerous enough to be associated with him, but following him to the very circumference of the scene never failed to heighten his nerves.

He decides to play with you a little, walking with you from the top of the building, matching your pace as you don your favourite coat and walking shoes. No hat, because you know he best recognises people from an aerial view. Not you though, he’d recognise you from anywhere.

So there he goes, swinging to a street light, before roping himself well enough to secure his descent. You always expect him to drop in on you from above, but hanging upside down in your face was a first.

You see the mask first, the large teardrop eyes before the red that surrounds them. Jumping back, you yelp loud enough to constitute your hand slapping against your mouth.

“God, be normal for once!” you chortle.

Wonwoo is amused. “I’m hanging upside down in a bodysuit, hardly anything normal about me.”

You can only sigh, shoulders sagging as you look at him in the streetlight. “Can you quit handling people with long range weapons? You know how quickly that can get ugly.”

“Can you stop following me to said places?”

You make a sour face, “You know my answer.”

“I do. Stubborn till the end.”

“Does the blood not rush to your head like that?” you ask, looking around absentmindedly, like you were trying to find passersby this late at night.

“No one’s here,” he whispers to you.

Moving in closer, you continue speaking. “My sister’s smitten with you.”

“Spiderman will be sure to bump into her sometime.” He grins under the mask, glad he’s able to gain that all important approval.

“Can Jeon Wonwoo bump into me sometime? I miss you, you know.”

“I miss you more, baby.” The but hangs in the air, but he doesn’t take it in his mouth.

Instead, he feels a pressure against his mask, right where his lips are. You kiss him through the material, and Wonwoo has to consciously grip onto his webs.

The unmistakable warmth of your fingers finds the end of his mask, pulling at it slowly, revealing the skin of his neck, the beginning of his chin, up to the pink of his lips.

You kiss him again, there where he hangs from a streetlight, there where he knows he’ll always be able to find you. The feeling of his suit, the feeling of your lips on his; they meld in ways he won’t ever understand.

Spiderman confuses Wonwoo, an enigma that feels both a boon and a curse. But Wonwoo loves you, in all that he is, and that remains the one thing he can always count on, like his webs in all ways, to be firm and unbreaking.

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backinmyphase · 6 months ago

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Not your letter

Synopsis: Gojo Satoru wouldn't call himself a very anxious man. But now as he hears cries every night, he can't help but worry- about his darling wife.

Or: Satoru Gojo doesn't even know how attached he will grow to his wife yet.

Pairing: Gojo x reader, 3300 words

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Contains: arranged marriage, generational trauma, jujutsu clans and higher ups

I'm sooo tired, but I hope you enjoy! I'm really happy you all seem so sincerely to enjoy it. Like always your comments make my day <333

Gojo Satoru liked spending money far too much.

After the last few days, this became clear very quickly. Yes, he was rich. But the way things were going this week, probably not for long.

He probably wouldn't even read every book that was on the bedside table.

Every morning he was awake before you and explored the town the two of you visited. When you were awake he took you out of the little charming hotel and showed you what he discovered.

You wouldn't see any problem in it if he didn't always had his credit card ready, the moment you looked at something.

And the two of you didn't need that many souvenirs either. But at the same time, it was hard for you to tell him not to use his money.

And now, too. As you walked through the small village. You knew what was coming when you passed a small café.

His eyes grew wide behind his sunglasses and a smile stole itself onto his face.

"Would you fancy something sweet?"

Not really. But he smiled in a way that made you feel sorry for taking the wind out of his sails.

So naturally, you left with three bags of sweet pastries.

Your mother would wring your neck. You could hear her lessons. 'You should bake something for your husband instead of letting him buy it!

"Don't you want something?"

Satoru looked at you with a bitten cupcake in his hand and some icing on his cheek. At the same time, he held out a new cupcake to you.

Of course, you didn't just take it because of his smile.

"Thank you." carefully you took a bite, trying to not look messy while you eat.

As you looked over to Satoru, you saw how he swallowed the rest of the cupcake in one go. You couldn't help but smile as you saw him chew way too much at the same time.

"Satoru, you have no manners." It was refreshing.

He gasped. "Am I now not even allowed to eat normally in front of my wife? What has the world come to?" Dramatically he held onto his chest.

His eyes shut and head tilted a bit back, he expressed his 'hurt' so playfully you couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh Satoru, if that's how you eat normally, I'm really concerned for your stomach."

As you saw how shooked he looked at you, you regretted saying anything. But then he grinned at you and leaned a bit forward.

"Did I just see my darling wife laugh?"

"It's not like I never laugh." you muttered as you started to eat again, hiding your embarrassment behind the pink, sprinkled, icing of the cupcake.

"Well, never before in front of me."

"Nonsense." you shook your head, while making sure your face was clean.

"It's true." he took another cupcake. "You should do it more."

The warmth that shot into your face was now a regular visitor. Something had changed. His presence made you jumpy, your heart was suddenly working overtime.

And your head. Oh, your head.

The thoughts that crept into it became more and more jumbled. Every time your looks crossed paths you couldn't help but spiral in a trail of thoughts, that made you feel dizzy.

You were truly sick. But it didn't feel bad.

A scream shattered the relaxed atmosphere. Your stomach turned when you saw a woman with a baby behind Satoru.

The baby was thrashing around, his voice continuing to tear the air and his cheeks red from the water running down.

The baby clutched the woman's hand, crying desperately.

"Are you okay?"

You quickly turned your head away to hide the rising panic. "Yes, I'm just tired."

His look spoke volumes. Always being tired was probably not the best sign.

"Then let's go back." He stood up, the food tucked away carefully.

"It's alright. It's not too bad."

He shook his head. "You look like I'm forcing you to go out everytime. I don't want that."

Defeated, you also stood up slowly and trotted behind him. You really wanted to enjoy your trip away, and get to know Satoru. But the words of the higher-ups were like a pest, constantly reminding you that your duty wasn't getting to know him.

It was having a heir.

"I'm sorry." your voice was hoarse, embarrassingly quiet. "I'm always in the way."

He laughed, while slowing down, to adjust to your speed. "What do you mean?"

"I'm always breaking of our time." you shook your head. "We barely get to do something."

"Oh please." he chuckled. "We have still plenty of time. We are just three days away. And it's not a problem, I still get to know you."

He looked at you again, his sunglasses barely covering his skylike eyes. "And I know." He smiled at you. "That you are not sleeping very well. Or that you are very exhausted. Maybe both."

"Am I right?"

He was. You were sleeping terrible. Even though the reading helped with sleeping in, the nightmares didn't disappear.

The constant thoughts about your 'duties' were kept alive through them. You wished you could just forget all of these things. Satoru seemed like he could.

You just shrugged.

"Just try to sleep when we are back." Slowly, very hesitant, did his hand engulf yours. His hand was warm. So, so warm.

"I have planned something for later. And I want you to be able to enjoy it."

You were wrong. Gojo Satoru didn't like spending money too much. He just enjoyed spoiling you far too much.

"So how do you like your little 'rebellion'?"

The dark surrounding you, engulfed your mother almost whole as she sat there in her chair. Her arms crossed like chains, heavy, ready to arrest you.

"It's not like that-"

"Yeah, yeah." she waved her hand, wiping your words away. "That's what they always say."

Her leg twitched, but her face remained a mask. She sat unimpressed on her throne, looking at you like you stole candy. "How did you imagine all of this?"

She crossed her legs, it's twitching being held down like a child. "What did you think will happen after all of this?"

You looked at her, your mouth thin as a line. Your tongue felt like it was chained down. Heavy, like a boulder.

"Perhaps…" She tilted her head. "Running away together?"

'Stop.' you wanted to say, no scream. 'Stop speaking.'

"Maybe a romance where he takes you in his arms? Just leaving jujutsu society together behind?"

Your body felt light and so so heavy at the same time. Dizziness overtook you mind, making your vision blurry.

"No Clans and no responsibilities. Like Paris and Helen." she laughed loudly, her voice made you shiver.

"That would never happen. You know that. You are no Helen. Helen was a beautiful, desired and foolish woman. She didn't consider her people."

She stood up, while you lost your balance, she was suddenly towering above you, looking down with this well-known expression.

"And Gojo is no Paris. As if he would start a war for you. This boy has no courage. That's just selfish to wish." she shook her head again.

"Stop mother." your throat was burning. "This is pointless. Satoru is not like that. Satoru-"

Her eyes narrowing like a predator ready to pierce her prey. "I'm just reminding you to not do something foolish. And after your recent behavior that seems rather needed."

Your hands were shaking, sweating. Your breath was heavy and your body seemed paralyzed. You felt like a kid again. Crawling to your mother crying.

'I don't want to marry someone I don't know!' you hiccuped, chocking on your own tears a bit. 'I don't want-'

You still felt the burning sting on your cheek. Still felt her unforgiving stare as she looked at you.

'You don't have to want. You have to fulfill your duty. And that's bringing connections to your clan.' she didn't scream. No she was in control of herself what made it so much worse.

"So stop whining."

You only saw darkness. Your body jolted uncontrollably, it felt like being pushed down into the darkness.

Like you were dying.

"Enjoy your time. And use it." She waved and-

Your consciousness came crawling back, while you were being shaken awake. You felt cold, unbearable so. The sweat on you rather sticky.

It was a nightmare.

"Everything is alright."

You felt heavy, eyes fighting to open. But in the end they lost. You were so tired. Every ounce of sleep was a fight with your conscience. It was almost… Unnatural.

Warm arms embraced you, pulling your limp, cold, and heavy feeling body towards their warmth.

"I'm here now."

You knew it was him. It was the only logical explanation. But it felt so surreal. Feeling his strength and reassurance so close.

His grip on you was not forceful. No, it was so soft you couldn't help but start slipping into unconsciousness again.

"I'm sorry."

You didn't know why you apologized. It just felt right.

"How late is it?" you paced through the room, while Satoru layed lazily in the bed, yawning.

"Don't know. It's not that important." as he sat up his silver white, no snow white hair was sticking up in all directions. It was so messy, it was endearing. Which is obviously just a fact-

"I thought you had something planned? Why didn't you wake me up?" you gathered new things to wear, since you obviously had to take a shower.

"You were sleeping so peaceful." he shook his head like it was obvious. "That was the first time I saw you smile in your sleep."

You stop for a second, cheeks feeling like they were on fire. "You watch me sleep?" you joked, while you pretended to look for something in your suitcase.

"No! I-, that's not what I-, I don't…" he stopped and you couldn't help but chuckle at him. It felt so crazy to have him stutter. You looked at him over your shoulder, hoping to have cooled down your face.

As he saw you holding in a laughter, his panicked look fell.

"Oh, ha ha." he raised an eyebrow.

"What did you plan? Can we still do it?" You didn't want to cancel his plans. Not Again. Not because of you.

He scratched his the back of his neck while thinking a bit. "Do you know the time?"

"It's…" you search for the clock in the bath. "8:46 PM? How long was I out??"

He chuckled while murmuring something to himself. You wanted to ask but also didn't.

"Well it is a bit late. Don't know if you even want to-"

A long, loud growl from your stomach interrupted him. Silence set in while he was just looking at you. The warmth in your face returning.

And then he laughed. "Well I guess that answers my question. Can't let my sweet wife starve."

"Sure, Satoru." you muttered as you chuckled a bit too. "Because you are of course not hungry at all after being here the whole day."

He grinned crookedly, while pulling the blanket away and also standing up. "Let's just make ourselves ready and then go."

You nodded and gathered what you found for yourself. Standing up from the ground and gripping the door of the bath, you stopped as he spoke again.

"But if it's too much please say so right away. I don't want you to suffer through anything."

Hands sweating again, you smiled at him. "I will." Then you got ready.

Satoru was nervous as fuck.

It still felt so unreal. Having you in his arms, you holding so desperately onto him, but slowly over time relaxing.

You cried. During your sleep.

It wasn't a one time thing. You cried almost every night. It was very silent, almost not audible, but he could hear it.

And see it.

He wanted to help you, but didn't know if he overstepped a silent boundary. A boundary so carefully layed out the last days.

But today was different. You spoke. Saying something like 'Stop mother'.

And you whispered his name.

He didn't know why. Didn't know if you had a nightmare where he was a part of, but he felt like he had to help you. Like you called for him.

He didn't watch you sleep. He listened to you sleep. To your cries.

"Where are we going?" you looked around. This was not a street you two had explored before and it was dark enough that you couldn't recognize even if you did know it.

"It's a surprise. Guess you have to wait." he grinned as he went sternly, while still making sure you two were going next to each other.

"You are so unfair sometimes." you shook your head. "Can't believe I married you."

"Oh please." he grinned back at you, playing into your dramatics. "As if you don't love surprises."

"Oh, Satoru." you deadpanned at him. "I hate them."

For two seconds you just stopped and looked at each other. But then you started laughing at his nervous expression.

"I'm joking, sorry. But you should have seen your face!"

He chuckled lightly, while looking around. Then he grinned back at you. "Well I hope you were joking, because here it is!"

You looked around but only saw a fancy restaurant. After looking for any small places you usually had take out, it dawned on you that the restaurant was the place he wanted to go.

"Oh Satoru…" you looked at the old, but very preserved, Restaurant in front of you. The letters on top of it almost shy, not being big and very eye catching, but very elegant. It spelled Sato's Kitchen.

"If you don't like it, we can always go back-"

"It's not like I don't like it!" you interrupted him, before he could make false conclusions. "It's just… This was very expensive, was it not?"

"Why talk about money? Let's just have a nice evening." he smiled and you knew it was expensive. Defeated you sighed.

"Okay. But you have to stop spending so much money-"

"Alright, let's go!"

He just took your hand and pulled you softly behind him.

It was very late. So it wasn't so surprising that your reservation was already long gone. But as you stood there behind Saturo while he tried to get a table for you, you felt bad.

It was almost laughable how naiv you were.

Dragging him out at these hours just to be told that they didn't have any tables left and we should come back tomorrow.

"Is there really no way-"

"I'm sorry good sir, but we are out. We can rearrange your reservation for tomorrow."

They were very kind for that. But you still felt bad.

"That wouldn't be so bad, would it Satoru?"

He nodded, obviously a bit frustrated as he gave his information to make the reservation or furthermore rearrange it.

"Yeah, that's alright." he muttered to the waiter. After making sure everything was alright, yoi two left shortly.

It was a bit embarrassing. Showing up almost an hour and half late at such a desired restaurant. Another reason you felt bad.

"I'm so so-"

"Well we can still do it tomorrow." Satoru smiled. Smiled so softly at you that you felt like crying. It made you feel so stupid, so unstable.

"Yeah." you almost chocked at the word.

He started going again, silently trying to get you to walk ahain. Silently walking beside him, you tried to find the light words you just had said so easily. But there were none.

"Well we can still have take out." he walked closer than before. Not too close, just a bit closer. "If that's alright for you?"

You chuckle a bit, trying to relax. "Of course. That sounds lovely."

The night was beautiful. The moon was already high up and you could see countless of stars here. In Tokyo you could only rarely see the stars. It was comforting.

The silence between you wasn't awkward anymore. Maybe you two did start to get to know each other in a way. Even though Satoru was still a mystery to you most of the time.

It just was comfortable as a whole.

Going together to your favorite ramen shop. Eating in silence and slowly walking back.

It must be really late. But Satoru did bring the bag of the sweet pastries. And as you were walking back to your hotel, he did eat from them.

You couldn't help but watch him. It was cute really. How he enjoyed it so much. And a small smile made it's way onto your face.

"Did you Always like sweets this much?"

Satoru looks at you and thinks. A cupcake still in his mouth, he tries chewing faster to give you your answer.

"Well, I think I did." he coughs as his mouth was empty. "When I was a kid I wasn't allowed to eat anything sweet or unhealthy because of those obsessive higher ups. Said it would make my powers weaker, to keep me away from them."

He took another big bite after saying that and smiled at you as he chewed.

"Well," he was grinning like an idiot after he swallowed. "After I started eating sweets I didn't get weaker. In fact quite the opposite!" He laughed.

You admired him, as he took another bite. That he could just call them obsessive and wipe it away. You wished you could not care.

And as he took his last bite, you looked at the remaining cupcakes and wondered. Could you try making them for him? Would he like them?

It was too late to think anymore, after you got home you just got ready for bed and layed down while Satoru was in the bathroom.

But as you wanted to close your eyes, this uneasiness from before seemed like it was back again. You began to feel cold and wrapped yourself tighter in the blanket.

Satoru came out of the bathroom looking at you, like he was fighting with himself.

And in a moment of weakness and exhaustion you let yourself say the words you normally would only think.

"Do you want to sleep in the bed?"

He just looked at you, the darkness around you made it hard to see his expression. Also your vision started to get blurry because of your tiredness.

"If you don't mind.".

You yawned as your eyes fell close. "You helped…" you mumbled and didn't fight your exhaustion anymore.

And as you felt his warm arms around you, again you couldn't help but smile.

Satoru didn't want to wake you up, but he also wanted to do his daily routine round to get you and himself breakfast. Tough decision.

Before all of this he would have never gotten up earlier than he had too. But here with you it was different. So so different.

And he didn't want to let you go. But in the end he did get up and got ready to leave for his round.

As he went down the stairs, Hina's Grandma smiled at him like every morning.

"Good morning, Mr. Gojo. On your way again?"

He laughed a bit and nodded. It was part of the routine to talk to her a bit, as she was a lovely person and knew the place well.

"Well a two letters arrived today. Both adressed at Mrs. Gojo. So I thought I could give them to you for later."

She handed him the two envelopes with a smile.

He didn't mean to sneak into your business or anything like that. But he couldn't help but feel uneasy almost angry when he saw the names of the senders.

One was from the higher ups. And one from your mother.

And he felt cold as he wondered why they would only write you.

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shamelessfaceless · 1 year ago

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Love, Pain, Death, Repeat II

Navigation | Marvel Masterlist | Part I

Pairings: Dark!Wanda Maximoff x F!Reader, Billy and Tommy Maximoff x Mom!Reader, Agatha Harkness x F!Reader (platonic)

Summary: Why can't you understand? You were hers, and you will always be hers. You are her solemate. What you don’t understand?

Warnings: Dark!Wanda, mention of cheating, mention of death and suicide, stockholm syndrome (not sure about this one)

Wc: 1550

A/n: Im looking for beta reader (i dont have friends for this😔).

Btw If you saw other post i published before this.. NO YOU DIDNT. It was a dream, and lets keep it that way <333

“Boys, go downstairs, I think mommy doesn't feel very well and I need to take care of her today.” Her voice is soft, opposite of what you heard last time you saw her.

Your kids, you assumed, get off you. One in a green shirt whispered something to the other one, and they started running. They looked like a perfect mix of you and your ex. Something you really wanted to have. Even as you were younger you always wanted to have your prince charming, and few kids. After a few years, the only thing that changed was prince to princess.

“Why I am here? Is this hell?” After learning that Wanda cheated on you, you started feeling like you don’t deserve love or even kids.

“Aren’t you happy? We can have everything we want here! No Natasha, no Vision, no other people we know.” You looked at her disgusted. She made you believe that you’re not enough, and now she wants to build a dream, more like a nightmare to you, about you and her and your kids.

“Why me? Why not him?!” In a second she was next to you, her hand on your mouth.

“Keep that mouth of yours quieter. We Don't want boys to be suspicious, right?” Her green eyes always made you melt, and she kept her hand on your face. You wanted to give in, but decided to push her away. “Behave” She mumbled sitting next to you.

“Tell me, why me? He truly loved you, as much as a bunch of wires could love someone.” She started stroking your hair.

“It was all just about mind stone, it was all that made me interested in him. I needed to understand this, you are my true love.” Tears falling from her eyes. You couldn’t decide if they were real, or she only wanted to make you forgive her.

You faced the wall not wanting to look at her any longer. She left without saying anything more, after a while she came back and left breakfast on the bed. You were scared to eat it. Who knows if she didn't poisoned it. After a few days of staying in the room and only going to the toilet you decided to finally go to the kitchen to fix yourself something to eat and come back to the bedroom. You started learning her routine, most of the day she wasn’t at home. Taking boys to the school, and going straight after that to work. Boys.. Tommy and Billy, you learned their names yesterday, are coming back from school by foot. Wanda always comes back in the evenings. You need to share bed with her. Feeling her hands on your body makes you feel disgusted and at the same time safe.

“Mommy! Do you feel better now?” Little boy asked. You feel teats building in your eyes, as you looked in his own, almost the same color as yours. Every look at boys is tearing down your walls. Every look at them makes you question what you protect yourself from?

“Yeah Tommy, Mommy feels better now. Do you and your brother want something to eat?”

“Mom was giving us money to buy food at and after school.” He confessed. “But.. Today I bought something else.

“ Tom…”

“But wait!” He runned to his room and came back as fast as he could. Holding something behind his back he looked at you with puppy eyes. “Please don’t be mad, I just… I wanted to buy you this! “He gave you a few flowers. Your favorite flowers. “I wanted to make you feel better, and mom told me you love these!”

You wanted to cry really hard. Feeling a knot in your throat you decided to kiss his forehead and take flowers. You put them in the first vase you saw and started searching for things for pancakes.

When Wanda came back home, the first thing that hitted her was the smell, and just a while later boys came running to her, mouths full of food, and telling her you made them pancakes. She smiled nodding at their words. Everything she could think of was you, and how close she must be to finally break you.

Day after day, you were getting closer to the boys. To Wanda you were closer to breaking point. You even started making dinners for boys. For them you even started learning how to cook. After a few weeks of making dinner only for them you also started leaving something to eat for Wanda. You could not talk to her, but you didn't want her to make herself food after a long day of work, and the voice inside your head wanted her to tell you how good your dishes are, how proud of you she is. Today you decided to bake pizza. Boys wanted to help you but it ended up in flour fight.

“And how will I clean it?” You asked looking at Tommy who has all his hair white, and Billy who has his face in white powder.

“Well, mom can help!” Said Billy.

“Well, maybe I can.” Her voice made you shiver. You looked at the clock, she was home earlier. “Boys, go clean yourself before you eat, maybe we can even watch something together.” They hugged her and speeded to the bathroom.

You wanted to call for them to come back. Staying with Wanda in one room was the last thing you wanted to do right now. After the conversation on the first day you woke up here, you never talked. You didn’t want to hear her voice, you were scared. Not only things she could say, but you could actually brake and fall in her arms.

“What do you say sweet girl, want my help?” She gets closer to you. “Or you maybe want to help you also with something else?” You felt her knee between your legs. Oh how long you weren’t touched down there. Knocking on the door saved you from answering. Wanda only huffed and went to see who disturbed her.

“Hey sweetie! I just wanted to ask if you have some sugar. You know, it's late, and all the shops are closed.” After a while an older woman came into the kitchen.

“Love, why don’t you give our neighbor some sugar.” Wanda said. You only nodded. After a few seconds you were handing a stranger a cup of sugar.

“Thanks honey, oh, i forgot to introduce myself, Im Agatha” She said sweetly. You felt hope, maybe she also knows this world is fake. Maybe if you and her get to know each other you could stop Wanda. You saw a spark of hope and didn’t want to give up not now. But Wanda answered faster than you could think about anything you could say.

“And that's Y/N, she's not very talkative, selective mutism.” She lied without stuttering. You hated her almost the same as you loved her. You couldn't fully hate her, everyone but not her.

You looked into the woman's eyes with a pleading look. You didn’t care Wanda could see that, you only hoped Agatha would understand you. Soon the dark haired woman left and Wanda was again next to you. Her face is millimeters of yours.

“What would you say If I give you another child, hm? You weren’t here when boys were small. “Her lips are almost touching yours.”

“Ew! Moms!”

You were glad Billy finally came back. Thanks to your luck for saving you from Wanda twice. Rest of the evening went nice. You fell asleep while watching a movie. Every night you hoped that she would spare you, she would finally give up and let you be free. Oh how wrong you were. Wanda had plans for you, she needed her pretty girl, and no one could change her plans.

Agatha came a few times when Wanda wasn’t at home. You talked to her trying to see if she also knows if this whole world is fake. When you weren’t sure and asked her about this, she said she knew very well about what Wanda did, she wanted to save you. And she tried. You had everything planned, everything seemed so easy. But one day Agatha disappeared. She no longer came to your house, she wasn’t at home. After a few weeks new neighbors moved in.

And the day when you couldn't take it anymore came earlier than you expected. When Agatha wasn't there anymore you lost your last hope. No one could help you. There was no one else knowing about what Maximoff did. When you opened your eyes and saw the mother of your childs getting ready to work you had decided. Slowly going behind her you hugged her.

“Thank you for what you did for us Wands”

#Spotify #marvel #wanda maximoff #lgbtq #lesbian #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff angst #dark wanda maximoff #dark wanda x reader

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https-milo · 8 months ago

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DABI INSTA PLLSSS

yeah ok guys I hear you

DATING DABI INSTAGRAM !!

details!

instagram posts w/ comments while dating dabi!

a/n OBVIOUSLY these are just pictures off of interest, reader can be however you imagine !

(guys im going to be so honest, I haven't really watched MHA past like season four so ermmmm yeah!) (this one was actually kinda cute, like I wanna make a spinoff oneshot :(( )

main m. list / instagram m. list

blah.blah.y/n · 71w

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blah.blah.y/n he said "I can do this without a lighter" but I didn't want our apartment to burn down <3

dabi wow you have no faith in me. kinda thought you loved me.

blah.blah.y/n dabi yapper, yapper. you know I love you, I just don't love paying for repairs xo

himiko.v4mp good call!! :33

blah.blah.y/n himiko.v4mp thank youuu!! <333

tomura.shig euh you two make me sick.

dabi tomura.shig watch it.

dabi · 67w

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dabi look what her psycho ass got me

tagged: blah.blah.y/n

blah.blah.y/n literally be quiet. you love that shirt and mug.

dabi blah.blah.y/n doesn't change the fact you're crazy.

blah.blah.y/n dabi crazy about you 😽😽😽

tomura.shig kay why ess

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig someones a little jellyyyyy

blah.blah.y/n · 65w

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blah.blah.y/n my sister trusted us with watching my nephew. safe so say she picked the right people :,) <3

tagged: dabi

dabi i've never been caught lacking like this.

blah.blah.y/n dabi yap yap yap. you look so cute

offical.hawks blah.blah.y/n yeah dabi, you look soooo cute

dabi offical.hawks actually kys, birdbrain

offical.hawks dabi only if you'll help me

blah.blah.y/n offical.hawks GET YOUR OWN MAN YOU BITCH.

himiko.v4mp you guys should have one ( ͡�� ͜ʖ ͡°)

dabi himiko.v4mp dont give her ideas.

blah.blah.y/n dabi rude. but as much as I would want one, neither of us are home enough to take care of a baby + ur job would make it dangerous

dabi · 60w

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dabi after a really long, long talk with y/n and shig, I've decided to leave the LoV. It's been fun and, even if I hate to say it, I'll miss you guys. In other news, my girl is pregnant so yay

tagged: blah.blah.y/n

blah.blah.y/n :( ilysm you dont know how much I appreciate you

tomura.shig whatever. be safe and let me see the baby when it's born.

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig AWWWW I ALWAYS KNEW YOU CARED!

tomura.shig blah.blah.y/n shut up.

himiko.v4mp we're gonna miss you patchwork :((( I wish you and y/n well!! (I better be the godmother)

dabi himiko.v4mp ill miss you too shit head

blah.blah.y/n himiko.v4mp obviously youre the godmother!! my fave future auntie <33

big.sis.magne take care of yourself. don't let y/n do too much work, you brat.

dabi big.sis.magne yeah, yeah. I hear you.

s.todoroki um????

blah.blah.y/n s.todoroki unc shoto 🙏🙏

fuyumi.todo how is touya the first to have kids.

dabi fuyumi.todo tf is that supposed to mean.

n.todoroki IM GOING TO BE AN UNCLEEEE you better be treating y/n well 😤😤😤

blah.blah.y/n n.todoroki dw natsuo, i keep my man in check !!

blah.blah.y/n · 2w

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blah.blah.y/n its been a while!! me, touya, and our precious boy are doing better than ever <3 thank you guys so much for all the support this past year and so. Even if he won't say it, touya is grateful. (p.s. you guys don't always need to spoil our son)

tagged: touya.todo

touya.todo sappy on main

blah.blah.y/n touya.todo 🤩 shut the fuck up 🤩

himiko.v4mp anything for our angels!! (+ touya)

touya.todo himiko.v4mp everytime we interact, i get the urge to relapse my killing sobriety

fuyumi.todo ahhh im so glad you guys are doing well!! i love you three 💕💕

s.todoroki did you guys get the packages I sent?

blah.blah.y/n s.todoroki yes sho, all 5 of them

tomura.shig good to see you guys alive and well.

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig stfu, come visit your nephew

tomura.shig blah.blah.y/n ...coming

rei.himura my beautiful son with my amazing daughter-in-law and my adorable grandson... i hope you guys will visit me someday

touya.todo rei.himura of course ma

blah.blah.y/n rei.himura we'd love to! Our baby would love to meet his grandma <333

Thank you so much for reading <3

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mxtantrights · 9 months ago

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this has been in my mind for DAYS

dick grayson falling head over heels for a detective that HATES him as dick but likes him as nightwing

and idk maybe the reveal would be funny asf that theyre the same guy 😭😭😭

a/n: this is a bit bigger than a blurb and honestly this could be like a whole thing but I've had fun with blurbs to this point so let's keep it going. if you want a second part / resolution defo come into my inbox and I'll bang one out because this was really fun thank you so much anon!! <333 (hope your pillow is cold on both sides for this<333)

Dick Grayson thinks certain things in life are just coincidental. His lucky number happened to be part of the winning lotto numbers last night. The older woman he let cut in front of him on the expressway ended up giving up her parking to him at the grocery store. And the love of his life hates him.

Yup.

You started working at the precinct six months ago? Yeah, six months ago. Dick was a normal guy working at his job six months ago. Then you walked in and suddenly he's falling head over heels for you and everything has meaning.

Six months ago he started acting like an idiot.

He knows you hate him. You avoid him when you don't have to see him. You don't even politely wave or smile at him anymore. You used to, in the beginning. But something changed, he doesn't know what.

At first he thought someone said something to you about him. Tried to put you off him. But he asked around and no one admitted to doing anything like that. They even admitted that they don't talk to you about him. Which hurt, ow.

So it's strikes him as odd when he sees you while in costume, and you actually smile at him. He's just finished up taking down a robbery gang targeting small business. And you're there, with you're badge and your smile. A smile!

He doesn't have time to talk. Or- he realizes he shouldn't talk because his voice would sound the familiar to you. Maybe. Maybe if you even remember what his voice sounds like.

He doesn't have time to talk because you start talking. Gushing, raving actually. About him. Well not him, per say, about nightwing. Which is him, but you don't know that. You can never know that.

You tell him how you happy you are to have someone like him protecting Bludhaven. About how people here aren't always looking out for the interests of others. And how he's been doing such a good job recently.

And then you're off. You wave to him goodbye, like actually wave to him with you hand. Something you've never done to him, him being Dick, and you wish him a goodnight.

He obviously goes home from patrol that night and tries to compute what just happened.

It's about week seventeen. Dick is standing with you on a rooftop. He has only talked to you five times. Bruce gave him a voice modulator but he still didn't want you to find out who he really was.

He should. His heart is telling him to tell you. You like this version of him. And maybe if you know the nightwing and Dick are the same person then you won't hate Dick as much.

But his brain is telling him he's an idiot. And that you'd probably hate him even more for keeping a secret like this, and letting you gush about him knowing full well that in 'real life' you don't like Dick.

You're ranting about something that happened today. A perp or something that got away from you. He can't really focus when his heart is telling him to end this facade tonight.

So he takes off his domino mask. And as you pace back and forth you don't notice. You don't notice as you keep talking, and talking. And then you turn to get his input, and find him maskless.

"What the fuck." you say.

"You totally hate me don't you?" he asks.

"Dick?" you ask

"Yeah, it's me." he answers you.

But you don't answer him, he realizes. Yeah you probably hate him more than you did before. Bad idea. Great thinking Grayson. He beats himself up internally.

"That's not-It can't be you! You're a detective!" you almost shout.

"This is my night hobby." he jokes a bit.

"Not the time for jokes, Detective Grayson." you answer him.

He sighs, "Do we really have to go back to the way we are at work?"

Your head tilts to the side a bit, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you hating me. I mean, we don't talk. You try not to get partnered with me. You barely say hello." he explains.

Your eyes go wide.

"You noticed that?" you ask.

"Yes! How could I not notice that the love of my-" he cuts himself off.

You walk over to him slowly, crossing your arms over your chest. Your eyes squint as you get in his face. Seeing you like this, he can see why you were a bit menacing to the perps. They didn't play around with you.

"Did you just accidentally confess your love for me?" you ask, in a judgmental tone.

"I'm stressed out!" he answers back with his hands in the air.

You take a step back and place your hands in your back pockets, "You don't have to be. I don't hate you."

"You don't?" Dick asks.

"No. I don't. You just, pester me."

"So you think of me as a gnat? Or a fly to swat?" Dick questions you.

His hands falls to his sides.

"You're better at your job than you let yourself believe. I've seen your desk and the pile of cold cases you keep on top of it. Why do you do that?" you speak.

Dick looks taken back by that. He crosses his arms over his chest. He sees your eyes dart to his arms and then back up to his face. Struggle. You're struggling to not see Dick as nightwing. Maybe he did make the right decision...

"I don't get lost in the wins. It's easy to do that and get lax. The people of this city deserve someone who's gonna fight for them." Dick confesses to you.

You nod your head.

"What do you say we do the friend thing?" Dick asks.

He holds out his hand for you. You look down at it and then back at him. He smiles. And he swears he can feel the static in the air grow. He survived being 'hated' by you, he could survive being your friend.

You take his hand into yours. It feels warm, and like a shared understanding. Even though you never really explained why you hated him (he doesn't need to know what it really was, not yet) and he never explained why that bothered him so much (he'll tell you the first chance you ask about it)

"Consider the friend thing started." You say.

#dc x reader #dc imagine #dc blurbs #Dick Grayson x reader #Dick Grayson imagine #Dick Grayson blurbs

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cloudcountry · 2 years ago

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mushrooms and mayhem

Genre/Tropes: Mutual pining!! Jade uses a LOT of pet names!!

Summary: In order to get back at Octavinelle for messing with them, some Heartslabyul students stir up trouble for you. Jade, funnily enough, doesn't like that very much.

Author's Comments: BUCKLE UP GUYS I WROTE AN ANGRY JADE!!! I'VE BEEN WANTING TO WRITE ABOUT THE SIDE OF JADE WE DONT RLLY SEE THAT MUCH FOR A BIT SO HERE IT IS!!!!!!! He's also mildly uhhh possessive so yeah. There is physical violence here also so watch out for that!!

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The leaves on your succulent were starting to shrivel.

Tilting your watering can towards the plant, you let the water pour and soak into the soil. Humming a tune to yourself, you watered the rest of them carefully. Setting the watering can down once you finished, you took some time to check on Jade’s mushrooms, which were growing right next to your succulents. He insisted on placing your plants right next to each other, and even though you didn’t understand his reasoning, you agreed.

(Succulents needed quite a bit of sunlight and very little water, while mushrooms needed darkness and a moist environment. They could not have been more different, but Jade made it work somehow.)

He was so cool.

The log seemed to have housed the new mushrooms beautifully, their little clusters slowly making their place in the rotting wood. You felt happy at his success, knowing how much Jade was looking forward to his mushrooms growing.

Taking out your phone, you took a quick picture of them and sent them to him.

Your mushrooms are doing great!!

A smile worked its way onto your face as the little bubble at the bottom of your text changed to read. Of course he had his phone on him, he always responded to your messages very quickly. The small typing bubble popped up in the other corner as you stared down at your phone, waiting anxiously for his response.

Thank you for checking in on them, Little Pearl. I appreciate it.

You squealed at the nickname, doing a little dance before clutching your phone to your chest. The nickname was something you adore, but had never quite gotten used to.

With hearts swarming around your head, you set the cloth back in place and picked back up your watering can. You might as well check on the rest of your plants too, since you had the time. You went to check in on your spider and snake plants, both of which seemed to be doing well too. You felt your spirits droop a bit when you realized you’d have to leave your little sanctuary, but cheered up when you realized that you could now go see Jade. Unlocking your phone again, you started to type out another text.

No problem! Anything for you!

You stopped, heat creeping up your cheeks.

Wait, was that too forward? What if he thought that was weird?

Steeling yourself, you didn’t hit backspace and kept typing.

I’m heading over to the Mostro Lounge to see you, so wait for me there!

Sending it, you started at your phone and waited for a response. You never had to wait long, and like always, he began typing quickly.

I’ll be looking forward to it.

This time he sent you a picture of your favorite drink, Floyd’s eyeball in the bottom corner of the screen making you choke on your laughter.

Apologies for Floyd. He insisted he say hi to you.

SHRIMPY COME QUICK OR I’LL COME GETCHA!!! >:3 !!!!! <333

Beaming at your phone screen, you savored the moment before slipping it back in your pocket. Placing the now empty watering can on the nearby table, you began your walk back to the front of the botanical gardens.

“Stupid…Gonna get them back…come on…now…nobody…”

Stopping in your tracks, you strained your ears to catch bits of the conversation. It seemed like they were talking around the area in which your succulents were, but they didn’t sound like Jade or Floyd. You began to move closer, this time slowly, holding your breath and silencing your footsteps just like Floyd had taught you during last year's Beanfest. As you peeked into the clearing in which your plants were, you took notice of three figures around Jade’s log.

“Hey, doesn’t the Prefect come around here sometimes to check on this piece of trash?” one student asked, nudging the log with his foot, “Aren’t they supposed to show up soon?”

“Nah man, they just left. I made sure to watch out for them.” another student answered, “This is the perfect opportunity to get back at those Octavinelle bastards. We shouldn’t waste it.”

You narrowed your gaze, eyes flickering over each of their figures. All of them were relatively tall. Two had brown hair, one was blonde. All of them were Heartslabyul students. You definitely hadn’t seen them around before, but you could ask Ace and Deuce about them if they did anything fishy.

The group circled Jade’s log, throwing off the black cloth, your eyes widened as one of them raised their foot, clearly about to smash the log to smithereens.

“Stop!” you yelled, jumping out into the small clearing, “What do you think you’re doing?!”

“Ack-! It’s them! Dude, you said they’d be gone by now!” one of them hissed, taking a few steps backward.

“Idiot, it doesn’t matter! They’re magicless, we can take them!” the one who had his leg raised over the log smirked at you, “What, you don’t want to see this log gets smashed? Is it important to you?”

“You want to get back at Jade, right? Well that log isn’t his! It’s my mushrooms. You’ll be destroying someone else’s things.” you lied, brain running a mile a minute to get his mushrooms to safety.

“Hm. I don’t believe you.” He snickered, stepping away from the log, “But hey, if we need to beat you up before getting to the main event, I’m game.”

You steeled yourself against the three students, sneakily removing your phone from your back pocket. A quick few taps and you sent your location to Jade’s phone. He knew where you were, but sending him your location would tell him everything he needed to know.

You were in trouble.

“Why are you so intent on destroying those mushrooms?” you asked, trying to stall for time so you could figure out a way to save them.

“What do you mean, why?” one of them scoffed, stalking towards you with a fearsome glare, “Azul messed with one of our friends. Cheated him out of a deal. We’re going to get him back tenfold!”

Azul doesn’t do that. He’s just smarter than the rest of you.

“Then go for Azul. Why go for the Leech brothers?” you furrowed your brow, “That doesn’t make any sense.”

“That’s none of your business!” he yelled, leering at you as he got a bit too close for your comfort, “Quit talking and scram!”

“No. I can’t let you destroy my plants!” you shouted, holding your ground as your heart pounded in your chest.

“Grah! Whatever, just smash it!” he huffed, grabbing your upper arm harshly, “This bitch isn’t going to let it go.”

A loud smash echoed through the greenhouse before you could process what had just happened. Tears filled your eyes as you gazed upon the broken log, the mushrooms Jade tried so hard to grow scattered across the ground as the other two boys stomped mercilessly on them.

“You bastards!” you screamed, punching the one that grabbed you hard in the stomach.

He staggered back in surprise, clutching his stomach with wide eyes. His two companions began to laugh, cracking their knuckles as they surrounded you.

“Aww, did that upset you? Why don’t you run to Jade then?” the blond one mocked, pulling his fist back as if about to punch you.

You got into the fighting stance Vil had taught you, prepared to defend yourself so you could do just that.

“They don’t need to.”

That voice had never sounded so beautiful to your ears, the blood rushing to your brain and the adrenaline running through your veins doing nothing to stop you from turning your back on the enemy. Jade stood in the pathway, eyes dark with rage. You briefly registered one of the students grabbing you again as his eyes flashed dangerously,

“Oh my.” he hummed, stepping into the clearing, slowly taking off his gloves, one finger at a time, “It seemed I’ve stumbled upon a scuffle.”

“Jade, I’m so sorry. I tried to stop them-!” you called out, squirming in the student’s hold, “I promise I tried.”

“I know you did.” he met your gaze, the rage giving way to something soft and affectionate for a moment, “Let me take care of this, dear.”

“So these were your mushrooms!” one of them shouted, putting his fists up as he eyed Jade, “This is to get you back for what you did to our friend!”

The one holding you yelled in agreement, tightening his grip on you and you tried kicking and punching and anything to get out of his hold and go to Jade.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. I’d have to give you a good squeeze…and we wouldn’t want that.” he hissed, clenching his fists, “I don’t like it when people touch what’s mine.”

The first punch thrown was caught in Jade’s fist as he threw one right back. Your eyes widened at the display of strength from a man that always seemed so composed, often staying in the shadows and lurking while his twin started the fights. Watching him fight now, you were aware of the raw power he possessed, and knowing that power was being let loose to protect you made your heart seize.

The fight was over before you could even process what happened, the tight arms of the Heartslabyul student sliding away from your form as he rushed to defend his friends. You could do nothing but fall to your knees and watch as Jade’s dark eyes turned to you, the three students groaning in pain on the ground.

“I do hate getting physical. I’m sorry you had to see that.” he murmured, stooping down to your level, “Are you okay, Little Pearl?”

“I’m sorry too.” you mumbled, falling face first into his chest as the adrenaline slowly left your system.

“Oh, sweet thing…” he hummed, petting the back of your head, “Thank you for trying to protect my mushrooms. Don’t put yourself in danger like that next time, okay?”

“I didn’t want to make you sad. I know you worked hard for them.” you said, peeking up over his shoulder at the three students, “I’m…I’m sorry it got to that.”

“It’s okay, dear. It’s not your fault at all.” he smiled, teeth sharp and dangerous, “They dared to cross me, and that is the treatment they shall receive. I can always grow more mushrooms, but I could never replace you. Please be more careful.”

You said nothing, opting to hold him tightly instead. He cooed comforting words into your ear, rubbing circles on your back.

“I’ll call Floyd over here to make sure they’re taken care of. Rest assured, they will not touch you or your plants.” he said, hands slowly leaving your skin as he stood up, “Follow me, dear. Let’s get you fixed up...and that drink I promised. It’s on the house.”

#auburn's fics <3 #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #jade leech x reader #jade x reader #man i love jade leech #ANGRY JADE ANGRY JADE ANGRY JADE #BARK BARK BARK #i just think its interesting

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valley-of-headcanons · 3 months ago

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hii! may i request harvey with a ftm farmer who's on T?

alex and harvey x ftm!farmer starting T || headcanons

when coming out as transmasc, you're not sure how your lovely boyfriend will react ...

warnings: i am not transmasc! please excuse anything that is not the most accurate! i tried to educate myself, but i am always open to learning! thank you so much my trans lovelies <3 gender neutral pronouns, but transmasc details and the use of boyfriend.

requested by: anons! hiya, tysm for requesting! decided to smush these posts into one for similarity reasons. hope you all enjoy! <333

alex

• When coming out to Alex, you were ... definitely nervous about how he'd react. He's such a masculine, “bro” type of guy. You didn't know how he'd react to his girlfriend becoming his boyfriend. He didn't strike you as gay, and it might end in a break up. You were incredibly worried, but you took a deep breath and assured yourself. Being your true self was important, whether Alex was along for the ride or not.

• So, you ripped off the bandaid, coming out to Alex while sitting down in your living room. You couldn't look him in the eye, you were horrified for how he'd react. You loved him, but if he didn't accept you, it was over. The silence only amplified your nerves, until finally, Alex spoke up.

• “Okay ... that doesn't change anything. I ... I was honestly going to come out to you sometime soon as well. I think I'm, at the very least, bisexual ... so maybe it's like the stars are aligned? That doesn't take away from you, though! I'm so proud of you for being so brave and coming out to me! Ah- I'm sorry if I worried you ... I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me, and I'll support you through your transition. I love you, and I'm glad to have such an amazing boyfriend.”

• Alex asked you questions about yourself, your new name, and how to help you through your transition. He was incredibly supportive, being very attentive to what all you told him. He was very uneducated, but he really wanted to learn! He loves you, and he is here to support you no matter what!

• He was extremely helpful during your transition, reminding you to administer your injections and helping if needed. He would constantly reassure you, making sure you knew that you were doing the right thing. You were so brave in his eyes, and he just adored every aspect of you. You did something that he probably would never have the confidence to do.

• No matter what, Alex was incredibly supportive of you, and you couldn't have asked for more. He was so excited to learn and grow with you. You were the best thing that's ever happened to him, regardless of what gender you'd like to present as.

harvey

• When coming out to Harvey, you weren't the most worried. Harvey seemed to be pretty understanding, at least from a medical perspective. He would honestly be the best person to come out to, being the town's doctor and all. But he was also your boyfriend! So, it had double importance.

• You decided to come out to him, sitting down in his office. You explained that you were transmasc, and you wanted to start testosterone. He nodded, taking notes as you spoke. He didn't say much at first, obviously thinking. He kept scribbling notes, possibly a prescription.

• “Alright, before we get into the medical aspect, I just want to say thank you for trusting me with this. I love you, and your gender won't change that. I accept you, and your new pronouns, and your new name. I'll change your name in my records as soon as possible, and we can administer testosterone soon. I love you, and I'll take care of you not only as a doctor, but as your boyfriend. Now, let's talk side effects ...”

• Harvey was focused on the medical side of things for a while, working out a plan for your transition and everything you wanted. He was incredibly considerate and kind throughout the whole thing, being extremely respectful of your new identity. Afterward, he was very attentive, listening to the personal aspect of your identity. Your new name, your pronouns, and everything in-between.

• Being a doctor, he was incredibly helpful with the medical aspect. He personally administered your testosterone, unless you specifically asked him not to. He was also conscious of your mental health, making sure you didn't need a therapist for gender dysphoria. He was educated on the subject, and if he didn't know anything, he would turn to the books in the Museum. He wanted to give you the smoothest transition he could.

• Harvey is head over heels in love with you, regardless of your gender and how you present. He's so incredibly hellbent on making you happy, and he's grateful that he's able to hold your hand throughout this journey. Seeing you happy makes him happy, and that smile brightening little by little everyday keeps him going.

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01always14fanfic · 4 months ago

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Thank you for your contribution to the bottom!harvey (omega, sub!harvey) agenda in suits fandom, i know about suits around 10 years ago but could not get into it because i'm an old man fucker but this fandom love dom, top!harvey so much to the point it takes up 99% of fanfic so i can't really indulge myself in it, although the fandom still likes top!harvey a lot but at least there is someone who actively write bottom!harvey, hopes you get whatever you want in your life, your pillow is cold on both sides and ao3 will work properly on your phone again <333 also I noticed your writing did improve a lot since your first suits fanfic tho, especially marvey "bedroom intimate scene" idk how to explain but you wrote it more details, more lewdly than your first fic.

I need some new bottom!Harvey fics to read!

Little side piece, I basically boycotted the last season of Suits for a while. I felt like Louis was one of the only people who stayed true to their characters the entire time. I hated how much Donna and Harvey changed (I have an essay about that honestly). Not Donna's job either, but her personality. Her and Harvey went from having all the chemistry in the world, to cheesey and awkward. I finally finished it out. The last episode was the only episode that entire season that everyone acted normal. Harvey could have and would have ended Faye in two maybe three episodes in any other season.

But that entire season is where you see how much Harvey wants to count on Mike and Donna. He doesn't need to, he wants to. In the previous seasons, seeing Harvey's panic attacks with separation was deep. They had been building for a long time too, we have seen a lot of moments of Harvey's armor chipping away.

Harvey looking to Donna and Mike to make him whole again. He wants Donna's advice, he wants Mike to save him, which is the only consistency Harvey had. Harvey wants the world to see him as strong and unbeatable, but not Donna and Mike. He doesn't know to process his emotions well, Mike and Donna do. To me, Harvey always needed a dominant it was just between Mike and Donna.

Mike in the beginning was too green in Harvey’s world. After a few years, their banter changed. You see Harvey letting up on the rookie jokes, the good boy jokes, and overall just trying to show his dominance with Mike. They became equals eventually.

Donna in the beginning was too insecure about mixing work and personal. She didn't want to take the risk and make that full commitment, she knew if she wanted to, Harvey would have tried. The kiss while he was with like the therapist was the definition of self sabotage.

Mike and Donna did everything and anything Harvey needed them to do, but they also yanked him back when he went too far. Jessica tried to do that, but most of the time it created more rebellion.

I personally think Harvey needs a dominant, but he can't feel 'owned'. It's fine balance. Lol.

Thank you telling me there's improvement in my writing, honestly its because of the support I get from readers. I kept practicing so I could deliver good material, I hope I keep getting better. That's why I write fanfiction, I want to publish someday, but I need to work on my everything.

..Like eventually I have to write an ending. No story goes on forever. Mine do apparently.

#mike x harvey #harvey specter #harveymike #mike ross #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #marvey #ao3 writer #sub harvey specter #dom mike ross #introducinglovely #IWriteLongResponsesSORRY

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222hopelessromantic444 · 2 years ago

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My girl

for the love of god i can't bring myself to write anything too spicy phasdjha

I'm trying to get out of my comfort zone so bare with me- hope you still like it tho<333

summary: you and Leon relax after a night out

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It started out like a regular Friday afternoon. Leon had taken you out to dinner earlier, and now both of you are sitting on the couch in the living room, watching some kind of movie.

Neither of you is paying attention to the TV or to the heavy rain against your apartment window. Just the fact that the two of you are able to spend time like this, not caring about anything but yourselves, was more than you could both wish for. Due to Leon's tight work schedule, it was always difficult to find some quality time, so often you'd just find yourselves going to bed rather than going out.

You had quickly found your way into Leon's arms, listening to his heartbeat and taking in his scent as the soft sounds of the TV started to lull you into a gentle slumber. The only thing keeping you from fully drifting off to sleep was the thick tension in the air.

Leon had been acting rather strangely the whole night, pulling you closer out of nowhere, only to let go of you completely a second later. As you brought up his strange behavior this afternoon, he just laughed it off, telling you that "everything is normal." Was he angry at you, or did you hurt him in any possible way? Your train of thought made you overthink everything you had been doing tonight, and out of curiosity and self-doubt, you decided to ask him again.

Still sleepy, you whisper, "Hey, Leon? I can feel that something is wrong. Just talk to me, please." Slowly, you lift yourself up a bit, so that you can look into his eyes properly. "Have I done something wrong?"

He lets out a soft laugh, yet his facial expression doesn't change. "It's really nothing, sweetheart."

"Leonnn..." you whine out of desperation, anger slowly forming within you.

Instead of answering, he brings one of his hands up to your face, gently caressing the soft skin of your cheek. "You really wanna know what bothers me?" he mocks your tone, his eyes searching for your gaze. Only a single touch of his had your head spinning, and with the way he looked at you so lovingly, you couldn't suppress a soft smile.

"Just tell me already..." another whine leaves your mouth. "You're such a tease."

You could feel his other hand moving to the small of your back, gently drawing small circles onto your shirt-covered body. A sigh leaves the man's lips. "Me? A tease?" he asks in a dramatic manner while raising an eyebrow. "Have you seen the dress you've been wearing tonight?"

His gentle touch gets more intense with every word he speaks. Now, his hand that previously rested on your cheek makes its way toward your neck. Leon's cold gaze shifts, breaking eye contact and eyeing the loose white shirt you are wearing.

When you came home tonight, you quickly took off your pretty black dress and only put on one of Leon's big shirts, since they're the most comfy.

His eyes wander up the skin of your exposed shoulder before they finally move back to your face.

"Now you're even wearing one of my shirts..." Your breath hitches as he starts talking again. "Do you know what you're doing to me?" His voice is soft, yet a bit raspy, and it sends a shiver down your spine.

Getting shy all of a sudden, you look away as a dark red shimmer starts to appear across your face. His big hands make their way to your face again, turning your face to his. His thumb gently caresses your lower lip as he pulls your face even closer to his. Now just a few inches separate both of your lips.

It feels like the world stops spinning, and everything goes quiet—the rain outside, the noises of the TV—nothing matters right now. Only you in his arms, his fast heartbeat, and the tingling sensation you feel all over your body.

Even if you didn't want to, you couldn't help but close your eyes and take in the moment. Your whole body aches for his touch, for his body and his encouraging words and praises.

Softly, you move closer, closing the gap between you two. Your lips collide, his movements sending a warm sensation down your body as he tries to pull you even closer. If you weren't lying on top of him like this, your legs would have given in by now.

The kiss is long and heated, still full of passion and love. You'd never grow tired of his kisses; his soft but rough lips are like a drug for you, wanting more and more every time.

Your hands move behind his neck, gently tugging on his silky hair, which has him humming in appreciation.

After what feels like an eternity, you both have to stop to catch your breath. Both of you are panting heavily as his icy blue orbs watch your every move.

Out of nowhere, he sits up, resting his head on your shoulder and entwining your hands with his.

He struggles a bit to find the right words and has to take a deep breath before he starts whispering into your ear.

"I love you more than anything else, my love," he pauses. "You're everything to me. My sweet girl."

Your heart skips a beat at his words. His light grip on your thighs, and his lips now kissing up and down your neck, have your blood rushing through your veins, leaving your cheeks tinted red.

Still breathless, you're sitting on his lap, closing your eyes again and gently petting his head. While he continues to place light kisses on your neck, he murmurs other sweet nothings into your ear, sometimes quiet whimpers interrupting him.

Seeing him so vulnerable fills you with pride, knowing that you're the only one able to see this side of him. If only you could make him feel like this all the time, show him that expressing his emotions isn't a bad thing - but it feels like you have to start all over again whenever he comes back from a mission.

Those moments mean everything to you; they make up for the weeks and months he spends far away from you, often even unable to text or call you.

But for him, you'd wait forever. No matter what happens, you'd always welcome him with open arms.

Leon's teeth hesitantly grasping your skin bring you back to reality.

"Are you tired, Lee?" you ask.

Leon, whose eyes are closed, just nods tiredly, his head still resting on your shoulder. You know him well, probably better than the poor man knows himself, so you can already sense how Leon's body softly goes limp.

"Come on, I'll take you to bed, honey." Only a few moments later, he wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzles his face into your back, and drifts off to sleep.

#leon kennedy #leon scott kennedy x reader #leon x reader #leon kennedy fluff #leon s kennedy #fluff

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vivitur-moritur-draws · 18 days ago

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YOUR MAIN HAS NO ASKS ON 😔 BUT TELL ME ABOUT "First Dream - ouuuh my cursed little bug guys.. my blorbos… my children… <333" PLLELEEEASE :3333

wahhh i keep forgetting i turned asks off but they're back on now! anyway my cursed little bug guys are my beautiful children, by which i mean my ocs!! They originated in from a dream I had back in 2020, and their story has gone through a lot of changes! Fair warning: This is a very long post and I'm sorry about that I was talking about them and then I just Kept Talking...

Their names are Anruna, Anliten, Revik, and Tirrow, and I am NOT going to rant about the etymology rn because i only have so much space but let it suffice to say that their names follow the general pattern of "sun or sky at the time of day they were born" + "quality you'd want a child to have" + (optional) "suffix affecting the quality".

Important worldbuilding: These are my bug guys bc their horns are sorta stag-beetle like and the world they live in has creatures that are all weird combination mammalian/insect. Also, time of day and what the sky looked like when they were born affects their skin tone!

... I lied I AM gonna tell you about the construction of their names. Since I have more about the characters than the story itself, (had to scrap the og storyline because younger me was. an interesting author), i'll put it in the section for each character!

Anruna:

Please ignore that I don't have colors for anything but her skin & hair, I'm still struggling with that (and taking color suggestions, please). Anyway, she's the Main Character! She's the eldest daughter of a very traditional (/neg) noble family, and constantly unsure of how much she believes in their views, values, and beliefs. She can do magic, because supposedly, it's a Gift From The Gods, and oooh she has SO many feelings about that, because she doesn't believe in the gods. Everything that's supposedly holy, she has found other explanations for, and she doesn't trust ANY of it. To make matters worse, the Religious Institution is of course enforcing traditions that she hates. Also, they killed her sister!

Directly from the google doc, these are my notes on her!

life is a balance. be the perfect child, be strong and bold and greater than, don’t be too much, don’t be better than those who raised you, who do you think you are?

all your power, your wisdom, this is a blessing from the gods, this is something given to you, this is not your achievement, who do you think you are?

and it’s hard. because you know none of it is true. but there’s nothing you can do. you are powerless, you are beholden to your family no matter how near to adulthood you may be.

and you try to explain, to say, look, look at this proof that Revik and i have collected, we have figured it out, and they say, you are certainly mistaken, and we should have known that such a cursed man would be a heretic as well

As for her name, it's 3-part! "An" refers to the sun at dawn, "run" means glory, although more directly glory achieved by strength, and the suffix "a" or "ah" increases the strength of the word it's attached to. She was born just as dawn broke, so she gets the purple from the way the clouds look like then, her hair coloring from the sky, and her eye color from the sun! Her horns are sharp, tall, and angular, and don't stretch too far from past the width of her head.

Now, On to the next guy! Revik:

The second image is mostly there for color palette reasons, because ooh has this guy been through a lot of redesigning. I actually don't have any drawings rn of his most recent iteration, but let it suffice to say he is more injured than that! ALSO HE'S NOT THAT YOUNG! He's in his late 30s. I only recently improved at drawing older faces and my old sketches of him have him in his 20s and that's bad.

Anyway, this child of mine is a Scientist! He's studying what makes the world works the way it does, and while he does still believe in the gods, he thinks of them more as powerful mages that existed, once, than actual gods. Mostly because he's figured out why things happen! Fun fact: eclipses are a natural thing, not a curse from the gods!

Revik was born during an eclipse. That's what his name means, essentially! "Re" refers to the sun at noonish, and "vik" means absence, or without. This is a Bad Name. "Without" is not a quality, emptiness is not something one would want a child to posses.

He works for Anruna's family for a time as Anruna's tutor, after The Accident, because he doesn't have a lab anymore after The Accident. That's how they met!

The Accident: when Revik's life's work blew up on him and his apprentice, breaking his horns and injuring him severely.

Straight from the google doc, my terrible character notes:

woagh this baby is cursed :0 let's give him a short name that will immediately signal how little we think of him when he introduces himself <3

he does science! and sometimes science blows up in your face and gives you life-changing injuries because the first blast got your upper right (your right) chest and some of your lower arm joint stuff and then while you’re unconscious in the rubble of your laboratory that you spent years building the fire gets your leg and whoops! haha! you’re not okay! you can barely use that arm anymore! you need a cane now! (or that’s what you tell yourself, when you pretend it’s not worse, when you pretend you’re fine standing, because you need to be strong, you need to be more than what they think of you) and you have chronic pain!

AND ISN’T THIS JUST PROOF THAT YOU’RE CURSED? you worthless bitch <3

also fun fact! he had an assistant with him at the time! While overall less deeply injured, the assistant lost an eye and their scars are more disfiguring. As a Result, Revik thinks of them as More Hurt and blames himself! And I mean, it is sort of his fault, to a degree?

On to the next of my children (wow this is getting long I am SO sorry) Anliten!

Heyy notice how she has the same prefix as Anruna? Well, that's because she's Anruna's (not actually) dead twin! Crazily enough, I have NO color drawings of her, so just imagine Anruna's color palette on her. Also, this is an older sketch!! Sorry it looks Like That. If you've noticed that these characters so far have all been thin and you're like hmmm.... :/ seems unhealthy... that's because I love drawing my blorbos at their worst! That IS unhealthy! They're not eating enough! Anruna has Religious Obligations and various other issues, Revik has no money, and Anliten has even less than no money!

I almost want to blur out the face on my sketch of her... ough... just imagine Anruna's face but angrier on there please.

She's wearing a lot of layers! That might seem expensive, but it's necessary because it gets cold where they live! Thats why so much of the fashion involves layering up.

Anyway, I am ashamed to admit that there's a gaping hole in the plot in between the stages of Anliten's life that are "she's Anruna's sister" and "she ends up on the streets", but I'm thinking she got disowned for heresy. The idea was, for her "family", that she was a spare and it was okay to disown her for that since it set a) it example for Anruna and b) having a heretic child Looks Bad (jokes on them in a few years). I don't have a lot on her childhood mainly because that's not the Main Focus of her character. The Main Focus of her character is her attempts to become a god!

So remember when I said that Revik believed the gods to be closer to incredibly (magically) powerful historical figures? HE'S RIGHT. Remember when I mentioned that his life's work blew up? He was trying to recreate similar levels of power. And it's technically possible! Enter Anliten, freshly disowned, seething with rage, and willing to do whatever she can to become as powerful as she can possibly be!

Straight from my other notes on her, rambling thoughts on her situation!

Living on the streets at a young age with no way to get a job means one turns to crime! Turning to crime can be hard at first! You can get caught! And what happens when you get caught? They cut off your horns to mark you as a criminal forever and now you’ll never be able to freaking GET a job because you’re forever marked a crook and wouldn’t you know it that means you have no choice but to keep doing crime!

And this place is All That You Are, All That You Will Ever Be

She’s going to show them. When she is the embodiment of all that they worship, she’ll show them.

Her name, Anliten, is three parts! "An" is the same as her twin's name, means "sun at dawn", "lit" means wisdom, and "en" is a suffix making the previous word holy, or marking it as a blessing of some kind. Her name could be translated as "blessed wisdom" or "blessing of wisdom".

Anyway, is this getting long? So sorry. JUST ONE MORE GUY, I PROMISE.

Tirrow:

Okay so this is where my art of these guys gets really embarrassing, (which is tbh why i've been saving him for last) because I don't draw this guy a lot and so my sketches of him are straight from my "draw everyone young & skinny" era, and I need you to know. HE IS NOT BUILT LIKE THAT. NOR DOES HE SMILE LIKE THAT. AUGH. HE'S NOT A TWINK I PROMISE. He's strong and actually looks like it!

The pencil sketch is the more recent one, and he retains the wide horns and relative lack of ornamentation from there, the only thing he's keeping from the second pic is skin tone.

Okay I know I just said but I cannot emphasize enough: these drawings are NOT currently accurate. They're him 2 steps to the left. Maybe it's him from when he was younger and didn't have any fat or muscle. The guy in the drawings looks 20 and that's because at the time, my idea of Tirrow was around that age. THAT IS NOT THE CASE NOW. He's around Revik's age (late 30s-early 40s).

So this guy. He's... not really a great person. When he was young, he took a job in the military, and through a series of increasingly unlikely "coincidences" in which his whole squad dies but him, people start to say he's lucky to survive! Blesssed, even! And he goes along with it because otherwise, it means he's cursed. Cursed to get those he loves killed, cursed to be the only one left to bear witness, cursed to suffer.

Other than that, he also goes with it because he needs to be someone. Without this, he's no one and nothing. Without this, his father is just some faceless nobody who abandoned his child out of cowardice, and the ring he left is just some petty trinket and not a mark of blessing. But at the same time, wouldn't a god have been able to come back? Or are he and his mother just not good enough for that?

Now, here's what Tirrow doesn't know. The "token" his father left does have magic in it! His piece of shit father did leave out of cowardice though, and had no idea the ring was magic. Powerful magic, too! The kind of magic that will, say, deflect blades away from the wearer. Make the fire burn just a little less hot against their skin. Clear just a little smoke from their lungs. Not a lot, but enough to save a life! Enough to save a life over and over and over, until people start to notice.

His name is less fancy, only two parts! It's from "Tie", meaning "sky at noon" and "row" for strength.

AAAAAND that's all!!! I could say more about the language and the plot scraps I have and other stuff but to be honest I'm really tired of typing (actually had to type this in 3 separate sessions augh it's so long). I hope you enjoyed hearing about my ocs!!

#my ocs #Anruna #Anliten #Revik #Tirrow #First Dream #my little guys....#all in all i think 3/4 of them are “cursed”#is Revik for realsies cursed? No. Is Anliten? No. Tirrow? No.#buuut do their circumstances either make them feel that way or make society treat them as though they're cursed? YES!!!#woahhh finally done yapping sorry

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bluecheese17 · 2 years ago

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"Min pappa, Willy" (𝒘. 𝒏𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓)

dad!william and dad!auston

*i used google translate for some of this, so if its inaccurate that's my bad just message me or lmk what i got wrong*

a/n: sorry for the lack of content, I've been busy :( But i want to write a jamie drysdale fic, any thoughts?

anyways, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAV SWEDE:))))

"Have you ever seen so much uh...stuff come out of something so small?" willy said to Auston who listened intently on the other end of the line while a child's shouts can be heard in the background. "Daddy hurry up I want to go to the park...now" said a tiny demanding voice. "Uh I gotta go uh we're going to the park and as for your uh situation there...tons of wipes and prayers good luck" Auston stated before hanging up. William sighed as he noticed a small chunk of something roll out of the baby's diaper causing him to spring into daddy mode "oh shit". After using almost the entire container of wipes he had an epiphany and picked of his phone. Auston answered the phone with a chuckle, "dude just wipe and toss and powder then close" Auston Teased. "Shut up that's not why I'm calling so I just had an idea why don't I meet you guys and we can work together...your better with the tiny ones anyway and I prefer to run around its a win win situation for the both of us" he said waiting for a response. "Be there in ten" Auston replied. "Why did I tell her that I was fine...your mom is an angel sötnos " Willy said planting a gentle kiss on his baby's forehead. Ten minutes later he was sitting on the front porch diaper bag and baby in hand as Auston pulled up in the wives delicate SUV. He chuckled opening the back door to load up the stroller and baby blue designer diaper bag. "Whoa baby goes in the seat dude" Auston said motioning to the baby still strapped to his chest in the carrier with his tiny legs hanging out on each side. "Oh right...thanks" he said then opened the back door to strap his baby in. "Hey little dude" he gushed to Auston Jr sitting in the other seat. "Nice ride" Silly said with a chuckle as he got into the passenger seat. Auston scoffed, "I don't know why she insisted on taking my 67 impala for their spa day this...doesn't even have my presets or any of my music at all" he said with a pout. "No kidding I succeeded in the diaper changing but when I tried feeding him he tossed the entire little cuppy thing of food at me then started licking the rest of it off his little fingers...he would not let me dress him it was like an organized sport trying to dress him up" Willy said as he laughed. "I do not miss those days" Auston laughed then got a punch to the shoulder. "I want ice cream...mama gets me ice cream when we go to the park" Auston Jr shouted from the back seat. "Sure buddy how about later when we're all done playing I wouldn't want the bees chasing you around...cool" he said looking through the rear view mirror at the cutest little pout ever. "I want coco play coco" he said. Auston sighed then turned on the radio to an already loaded disc that began singing nursery rhymes and as Mini Matthews began singing along the baby fell fast asleep. "Awesome" Willy said giving Auston a thumbs up.

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feel free to request anything loves<333

(daddy daycare vibes lol)

i'm gonna try to upload as much as i can!!:)

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#nhl imagine #william nylander #hockey #auston matthews #dad!williamnylander #dad!austonmatthews

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detective-pandaman · 1 year ago

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Water 7 Arc: Luffy and Usopp (Manga and Anime Comparison) [Part 2]

Spoiler alert: Don't keep reading if you haven't reached Water 7 Arc (Manga Chapter 333 or Anime Episode 236)

This is the 2nd Part of a previous post. You can read Part 1 here.

Please let me know your opinion about it or if you wish to add anything ^^ (and remember to have mercy on my English xD)

Somehow this second part is even worse than the first :)

(Manga reads from right to left, but the Anime screenshots are organized to read from left to right ^^U)

I will continue right where i left off:

7th Page:

Nami is shocked by Luffy's bluntness, even if he is right (Usopp is not a shipwright, that is a fact), but immediately is surprised by Usopp still fighting back.

Usopp is blindly insisting on the lack of professional morals and capabilities of Galley-La Company. He is not being logical.

He starts disrespecting Luffy, insulting his intelligence and instinct, and even his position as Captain.

Obviously all words of someone very affected by the heat of the moment... and his own insecurities.

In the Anime:

The scene is long and drags out, making it less obvious that everything that Usopp says is because of the heat of the moment.

We see Luffy's face with a judgingly expression, for some reason, but we don't get Zoro observing silently.

Why are they showing expressions that are not shown by the author, but not showing the ones that he specifically decides to show?

Also, Usopp kneeling on the floor for such a long time while everyone else is standing and just looking... it makes it way more awkward. He is not supposed to be just kneeling: he is angrily getting up on his feet.

Usopp does not look like being bullied in the Manga.

8th Page:

You wanted to see an angry Luffy? Here it is. Now he is angry. Not before.

Usopp has disrespected him as a Captain, in a way that should never be done.

Nami tries desperately to make Usopp understand Luffy's perspective and the pain he went through, believing it's still just a misunderstanding... but they are past that point.

Usopp, like everyone else on a ship, has to respect the Captain's decision. Even without understanding their reasons, even without totally agreeing with them... he has to respect them. That's how it works.

The Captain is the one who has to carry the weight of making the tough decisions. The Captain is the rock where everyone can lie on. The one that gives the sense of security and peace. And in the same way he has to carry all the responsibility, he has to be respected.

Of course a crewmember can argue or show doubts about certain decisions... but only if allowed, and up to a certain point. And that point depends on the Captain's personality. When a Captain has stated over and over their decision (without need, because just once should be enough), a crewmember has to accept it. One should never reach this point, where violence and even mutiny is shown... if you want to stay on their ship.

Luffy is a very approachable, friendly and kind Captain, who doesn't want the others to feel like they are below him and lets everyone help with decisions... but that doesn't mean his role changes or shouldn't be respected.

Usopp is misinterpreting his position in the crew, thinking they are at the same level in authority... but not in responsibility.

Luffy is not sitting on the table anymore, and is now standing on the floor again. This is also a sign of him getting angry, because he goes back to the "fighting ground".

We can see Sanji is still trying to calm them down, stressed that this is spiraling out of control. He is even extending his arms and probably physically separating them, not just talking.

In the Anime:

Luffy looks more stressed and "backing down" than angry, and like he is being manhandled around... when in reality Usopp wouldn't be able to move him like that. The movement lines in the Manga implied that he was receiving Usopp's force but not budging to it.

Of course Sanji's try to stop them is... not there. Like all the previous ones. Anime-Sanji has done nothing at all to stop this fight yet, a really out of character behavior.

9th Page:

Usopp has stepped back and is not holding Luffy by the neck anymore. He even lowers his tone for a moment, probably because of Sanji's words or that he physically separated them.

But he is still angry, and says he could never abandon an injured comrade. This being said while he is injured himself, shows his fears of being abandoned by the rest of the crew because of his poor state.

Luffy (who doesn't make the connection with Usopp comparing himself to the Merry) calls it nonsense to compare what one does to a ship and a person.

Usopp insists on Merry having the will to keep on living (again, projecting on her), and then he says to Luffy one of the nastiest thing you can say to someone: that he doesn't really care about someone they love. That he are already thinking about getting rid of Merry and advancing without her.

Luffy, who is all about loving and caring, absolutely loses it. He violently jumps on Usopp and screams angrily at him because he is being egoist and disrespectful with him and everyone else in the crew. Everyone loves Merry, and implying that he is the only one who cares about her is very mean and egoist.

Of course, grief is a complicated thing. Usopp is hurt and is being hurtful to others, his mind desperately trying to protect itself... Not the way to do it, but he is a 17 year old dealing with a lot of horrible feelings.

But that his feelings are understandable doesn't give him the right to do what he is doing. As a reader, one has to understand that what he is doing is wrong.

Nami is surprised at Luffy's reaction, not expecting he would lose his calm in that way.

Everything is fast: Luffy is very angry and starts screaming at Usopp that if he doesn't approve of the way he is managing the situation, Usopp is free to leave his crew... (a thing he obviously doesn't want to say, it's just the heat of the moment)

In the Anime:

Sanji never did anything to separate them before, so Usopp is still grabbing Luffy by the neck... So they made Luffy push him away from him in a very nasty way, nearly throwing Usopp to the floor.

Now that they are already separated, Sanji decides to try to intervene. Thank you, Anime-Sanji, very useful.

He even talks in a tone that implies this is a little fight between friends, and not a serious problem. Meanwhile Manga-Sanji has been stressed and worried since the first second.

The only thing his intervention does here is diluting the real hurtful comments Usopp makes, the ones that makes Luffy lose it...

Luffy weirdly throws Usopp on the ground, even slowly. And even sits on him?

Sanji looks more annoyed and bothered than really stressed or worried.

Nami screams at Luffy angrily. (I will never understand why Nami is always so angry in the Anime, all the time)

And the scene draaags for a while. It's doesn't look like Luffy is blurting things out of rage anymore.

10th Page:

There is what I believe is a very big misconception around this scene: some people believe Sanji is kicking Luffy for Usopp's sake, when I believe Sanji is doing it for Luffy's sake.

In the Manga it's pretty clear to me:

Sanji has been trying to stop them from escalating the situation since the very beginning: trying to calm Luffy's temper, understanding the pain he is going through, and scolding Usopp for being disrespectful.

But now Luffy has completely lost his temper, getting violent and about to say something in the heat of the moment that he will obviously regret and will hurt him forever if Usopp leaves because of it. The one who would be hurt the most by the words Luffy is about to say is not Usopp, it's Luffy. And Sanji knows it.

It's not a thing that can be stopped with words or holding him anymore. He has to act fast to avoid it.

So Sanji desperately kicks Luffy (while calling him an idiot), forgetting to even be careful about Nami's wellbeing, stopping him from finishing the sentence.

The fact that he doesn't even check on Nami before or after kicking Luffy, even after she screams, shows that he is worrying more about someone else right now...

He also looks very stressed, with all the sweat drops, with what he had to do to stop the situation.

And also his words: he is telling Luffy to control himself or he will say things he will regret. Not that he will hurt someone else, only that he will hurt himself with regret.

But this is not a surprise for a Manga reader. Sanji is always caring about Luffy's wellbeing, be it in the focus of attention or in the background of panels.

Luffy immediately understands what Sanji is doing for him, and apologizes... but Usopp's low self esteem has now what he thinks is a confirmation of his fears, and he proceeds to auto-sabotage.

Now the Anime:

Now we arrive to other one of the worst parts of the "adaptation"

Sanji kicks Luffy...

We get Chopper's reaction, but not Nami's... why?

Because Sanji didn't really kick in her direction! So in this adaptation we completely lose a thing that Oda specifically showed: Manga-Sanji was desperate enough to stop Luffy from harming himself to forget about Nami!

And then he starts insulting Luffy afterwards. For a while. Berating him and just being mean.

The way Sanji talks to Luffy in the Anime is not only disrespectful, but very violent. He is practically daring him to say what he was going to say.

That is not the Sanji the Manga-readers know and love. Manga-Sanji was nearly pleading for him to cool down.

Anime-Sanji looks at Luffy with even hate. That is not the expression Manga-Sanji was having... at all. How this has been adapted in this horrible way is beyond my comprehension.

Of course, in the Anime it looks like he is on Usopp's side.

And we proceed to show how the others are reacting to this slooow paced interaction. Of course, this is completely invented by what the Anime thought was appropriate (so: very weird reactions)

Luffy slowly getting up and apologizing, putting his hat on.

And the Anime decides to show Usopp smiling, like his plan had finally come into fruition.

Usopp is not smiling in the Manga. There is no reason for him to smile. This wasn't a master plan. Very weird to show him smiling.

11th Page:

Usopp keeps saying hurtful and false things to Luffy, meanwhile Luffy is putting his hat and covering his eyes to not look at him, not wanting to fight anymore.

We see Sanji and Nami back on Luffy's side, with Sanji even positioning himself in the middle of the fight in a protecting manner and calling Usopp out (again).

Usopp is finally recognizing the real problem out loud: he doesn't feel he can keep up with the others and feels useless.

He feels he doesn't deserve being there with them, and that they're too much for him.

We see the others reactions: Luffy confused not knowing what to say, Chopper doesn't understand why Usopp feels that way, Nami is finally getting the full picture, Zoro is not liking what he is hearing...

The last panel's composition is full of meaning: all the others are around Luffy, with him, while facing Usopp. Meanwhile Usopp is standing and facing them but from afar, distancing himself from them.

No one but him is in a defensive position anymore.

In the Anime:

We get Usopp and Luffy looking at each other with hate again. Marvelous.

No one is near Luffy. Sanji and Nami haven't moved closer to Luffy, and the others have moved closer to Usopp...? So, the opposite of the Manga.

Luffy's expression is not correct, in the Anime he looks angry again, not confused.

Zoro is listening with his eyes closed, for some reason... I'm starting to believe Anime-Zoro has been sleeping for a while or something.

Sanji's expression is invented.

And I repeat: no one got close to Luffy, so its effect it the complete opposite of the Manga.

The Anime shows a separation between the whole crew and Luffy, while the Manga emphasizes the opposite.

We also see Luffy's back in the Anime, while in the Manga is Usopp's...

All the physical language the Manga made is thrown down the drain in the adaptation.

The Anime wants you to believe the rest of the crew doesn't approve of the things Luffy has done, and that is just not true.

12th Page:

Usopp talks about how he never really was moved to join Luffy for a great cause like the rest: he was just a friend who tagged along. He himself says he has no other ties and that he can sever them anytime he doesn't agree with Luffy's decisions.

He is looking for excuses to make his departure easier.

(That is one of the main points Zoro is going to take into account in the future: Usopp will have to ask for forgiveness and show real loyalty to the crew, because if he keeps on going like this, he is a ticking bomb of mutiny)

Luffy is back to his usual serious expression when he is listening to someone.

Usopp leaves the room and everyone follows.

Then, once everyone is outside, he announces he is leaving the crew, surprising everyone.

In the Anime:

Usopp's expression has nothing to do with the one in the Manga. He is still angry in the Anime.

Luffy and Zoro's expressions are also exaggerated.

You may notice Usopp is saying he is leaving the crew while still in the room...

Well, buckle up, because we are getting close to a hot mess of the Anime.

13th Page:

As we saw in the previous page, they are all outside looking at him. They followed Usopp immediately.

Nami, Sanji and Chopper scream at Usopp to come back, while Zoro and Luffy look in silent.

They scream in different ways: Sanji has the same expression he had when he had to kick Luffy to stop him. Nami is still believing this problem can be fixed. Choppper is crying, still confused with the whole problem.

Usopp is now saying things about himself Luffy doesn't agree with, but he has chosen to not speak anymore, probably to not make the situation worse.

Usopp then asks for a duel.

In the Anime:

We start right with filler!

We get a weird slow motion, with Nami Chopper and Sanji's horrified expressions looking at Usopp close the door.

Let's remember Sanji's expression is supposed to be the same as after he kicked Luffy in the head. Interesting how now it is a distressed expression, and not a hateful one.

Also... guys, open the door and go after him already. It's just a door.

But no, now Nami turns around looks at Luffy with anger and starts confronting him.

Also Zoro looks at Luffy with a very severe expression.

Where does this come from? When has the Manga shown that these two would look at Luffy like that in this situation?

The Anime is making them look against Luffy, contradicting the source material.

The Anime makes Nami keep on going with the critiques, doubting Luffy as a Captain, dumping on him all the responsibility of Usopp's decision and making it look like she believes everything is Luffy's fault.

Manga-Nami would never do that. Even if afterwards she goes and talks to Luffy about solving things with Usopp, she would never treat Luffy like this, using his Captain position this cruelly... in the Manga, that is.

Everyone is just there, looking at Luffy, until he angrily looks back at her.

Up until now, everything is just filler of the Anime. From the very beginning of the adaptation of Page 13. The amount of awful and out of character filler the Anime does with this scene is astronomical.

Now we start going back to something closer to the real content of the Page 13:

They finally go outside and call him to come back.

Again, Sanji's expression is much nicer than the one shown to Luffy, and he is also at the front. In the Manga, he is in the back.

Luffy's expression is all wrong, again. He also comes out one of the lasts, when in the Manga that is not really the case.

Sanji and Chopper have also all gone from very intense expressions to neutral.

Finally, 14th Page:

The chapter reaches its painful ending, with Usopp doubling down on the duel idea.

In the Anime:

This is very close to being a 1:1 adaptation, if we take out Nami's reaction and everyone's positions and....... xDu

After this, the Anime Episode continues adapting scenes from the next Manga Chapter, but i don't have the energy or space to keep the analysis on this post xD

I hope you understand why i think the changes on this scene are so important in how different a Manga-reader and an Anime-watcher feel it. How different the characters are in one and the other.

And all the changes we just saw were completely unnecessary to do, and not approved by Oda... so... very very bad in my opinion.

And if they do all these changes with a scene so important like this one, what does that mean for the rest of the adaptation?

Well... you can imagine. Sometimes it feels like the only thing the Anime has in common with the Manga is the name ^^U

If you want a comparison of other scenes, you can make suggestions ^^

#water 7 arc #one piece manga #one piece anime #monkey d. luffy #usopp #going merry #roronoa zoro #nami #tony tony chopper #black leg sanji #sanji #vinsmoke sanji #comparison

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lilithsterrarium · 3 months ago

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A part of you worries that your daughter has been falling in with the wrong crowds at school, so you're elated when she asks if you wouldn't mind coming with her to school. It's the perfect opportunity to get closer to her and spend time with her as well as seeing a day through her eyes. You unfortunately don't get to see much, being stuffed into her backpack, but you at least get to be with her whenever she needs it, and that's what counts.

That is, until the entire world turns upside down.

The light that pours in from the zipper opening is blinding, making you wince only for the ground to give way beneath you, the opening suddenly under you, falling towards it and out into the bright world.

You smack hard against the desk, aching and bleary-eyed as you adjust to the light. Finally, you can make out the shapes looming over you, your daughters face joined by a few others. "Oh... Are these your friends?"

A giggle goes around the circle before your daughter pipes up. "See, I told you guys! You can barely hear her! Squeaky little mice are louder than her." There's another wave of giggles, nods in agreement. One of the boys in the group rises himself up a little higher. "Probably a good thing. That way, no one but us can hear her scream." His words confuse you, only for your eyes to widen as you see a banner draped across the wall above the blackboard:

INCON ABUSE CLUB

You turn back to your daughter about to ask what the meaning of all this is, but you suddenly have the wind knocked from your lungs, one of the girls in the group flicking you from behind. As you try to get up onto your hands and knees, one of the boys slams a textbook down on the desk right next to you. The sound is earshattering and the sudden gust of wind sends you tumbling. Derisive laughter echoes above your head. "Jesus, she really is fucking pathetic, huh? Are you sure we can't add her to the Snuff List?"

You hear your daughter sigh, your head still aching. "Yeah, unfortunately. I don't want to have to explain what happened to my sister. But it's fine. We can still have plenty of fun with her even if we don't turn her into a red stain like the others. Watch this." She taps one of the guys on the shoulder. "Say something really mean about her. Call her stupid or something."

He nods, turning his attention towards you. "God, you're just a retarded little bug, aren't you? A stupid fucking micro-" He's cut off as gasps ring out all around. You try to cover your arousal, but their hands are quicker, pinning you on your back. His fingertip brushes over your bulge. "Holy fucking shit... you are a fucked up little freak, aren't you? You're hard over all this. You're a horny little tranny slut who's getting worked up being our toy, aren't you?"

You try to protest but your body betrays you and it's not like they would have heard you anyway. Your daughter seems almost too eager to tell them that she caught you spying on her in the shower once and suddenly all bets are off. The one boy keeps rubbing your bulge while he calls you a danger to women everywhere, a tranny freak, that everyone would be better off if you were a smear on the underside of his boot. They all laugh at your little o-face, wiping his finger off on your micro body to make sure he doesn't have any gross dyke cum on his finger.

You're dizzy and dazed as your daughter throws you back into her bag, but you're pretty sure you can hear her say that she'll bring you back next week.

-🤖

DFHFHFFJFFHFFFJDDHSDDHDD GGGOSH..... WOW..... UM. DNNFNFJFFJFF THANK YOU...... GGOD <333

She really is a sweet thing. Sure, she might have fallen in with the wrong crowd, but I raised her, and I know she's an angel at heart! I'd mever miss the chance to spend time with her, I love her more than anything...

... all of that about to change, all in the span of one day.

The air is knocked out of my lungs as I hit the desk. I let out a loud whimper, barely scampering to see the crowd of kids around me- their voices, even just the hushed whispers, are loud, especially after coming from the muffled darkness of my daughter's bag...

I can barely read the words, and it takes me an embarressing amount of time to process them as I whimper- maybe she brought me here to show them all that us micros are people too?

The first flick hits like a car. I'm sent onto my knees, kneeling unwillingly, whimpering as I gasp for air, little squeaky voice faltering... letting out a barely audible shriek as the textbook comes crashing down, the equivallent of a large building slamming in front of me as I scamper on the smooth desktop....

I already know whats coming when my daughter opens her mouth. I'm trying to protest, but its too late- everyone already saw, and is laughing. The way my little cock jumped at the degredation, ESPECIALLY at the little "retarded".... rock hard as they all laugh and whisper to one another, a few kids flicking out their phones to record...

The next hour is a blur. I cum until I can't think, I'm abused relentlessly, I listen to endless teasing as they all take turns making suggestions for some humiliating treatment or task for me to do. My daughter finally puts me away, telling all her friends that I'll be back.......

,,, I can't help but look forward to it~

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7, 10, 38 if thats ok ó//w//ò

AH MY GOSH OF COURSE MY FRIEND ;u; <333 I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET TO THIS WORK HAS BEEN ABSOLUTELY NUTS!!!!!!!!!! but onward we go!!! <333

7. What annoys them the most about their partner? Would they change it if they could? KSKSKDF THIS IS a good question especially for medic and sniper as characters, who i think are perhaps a little more prone to... Getting Irritated than some of the other mercs! that said, i think they love each other for who they are and don't seek to "change/fix" them. they've known each other for a long time before dating and know their natures. sniper is as stubborn as a mule and medic can be really petty, but for the most part they're able to talk things out if they do have a quarrel. they like each other And their flaws (sniper is amused when medic holds a grudge against one of the other mercs for some Petty reason and medic giggles when sniper doesn't budge on something)!

10. Who drives? Cooks? Does the handiwork? Cleans? Pays the bills? Handles the public? OUWAAAA i think they can both drive, but sniper always defaults to it (and is the better driver). he likes driving so it's just an unspoken thing that sniper will drive when they go places; if they're on contracts and their drive is extremely long, medic will take over halfway through so that sniper can rest, though! cooking is split pretty evenly between the two of them. they both enjoy doing it so it's very much "for themselves" as much as it is for each other!! if they know one of them has had a bad day they offer to let the other just relax and decompress and they'll take care of cooking for the night! :-)

handiwork is sniper... likes to do it, too. it's the "ranchhand" in him!! while i do hc that he knows surprisingly little about cars, he's decently well-versed in everything else. medic loves getting messy and sometimes forgets (or simply doesn't want to) clean up after running all of those experiments or cooking, but sniper doesn't mind helping him clean up! it's relaxing for him and reminds him of home in a Good way; nothing feels better than a productive day!

with paying bills, i think they'd keep their accounts separate but have a joint one they'd put "sharing money" in; they pay their own bills but always keep some cash floating around for an impulsive "go on and treat yourself, dovey :-) it's on me" or a "i saw this and couldn't help but think of you, spatzchen! ^v^" HEHE! as far as handling the public, that's all medic.. the king of charisma!! i don't think sniper is Ever embarrassed of medic/having medic on his arm, but medic is absolutely the more social between the two! he'll draw sniper against his body by his waist or slip his hand in sniper's back pocket (possessive.... HEHE)! not because he thinks sniper's going to get swept up by someone else (i don't see either of them as being particularly Jealous people LOL), he just wants to show everyone that handsome bushman belongs to him!!! <333 hoo hoo!

38. What are they like in the bedroom? Any kinks/fetishes/turn-ons? Anything they won’t do? OHOHOHO.,.,., HEHEHE.,.., HOO HOO.,.,., i'm going to stick this one under a cut; there won't be any triggering content but there will be nsfw talk.. obviously!

so i touched on their bedroom preferences a little bit before, but i'll gladly resummarize in more detail here >:)! i could sincerely make this an entire separate post in Way More Detail.., which i might do honestly if that's something The Public is interested in.,.., BUT FOR NOW lets dive in hehe

i think they both like switching it up; neither of them are Stone tops or bottoms. medic is the natural leader (and the more experienced) between the two, and sniper is content to let medic lead. he knows he can "take control back" any time he wants (and sometimes surprises the doctor by doing just that! hoo!)! one of my favorite ways to think about bushmedicine is service top sniper and power bottom medic; medic teaches sniper exactly how he likes it and shows him how to please him! and of course, medic's bread and butter is exploring and learning sniper, so he loves doting on sniper and listening closely for things that make his handsome krokodil's heart do that extra little thumpa thumpa! HEHE

they both love to draw it out, love to tease. they want to make each other feel good, really good, and love that they're the only one that can take each other there! sniper's legs begin to shake when he starts getting really turned on and desperate for release, and that's always something that fills medic with giddy delight and really encourages him to tease his beloved bushman!! he loves slinging sniper's long legs over his shoulders and gripping his thighs, feeling them quake while his ear is pressed against that pretty vital artery in his thigh...! hoo!

medic's giddy giggles (and lip bites!) are music to sniper's ears, and he loves that he can pull those pretty sounds out of his doctor with just a few whispers in that low voice of his.... <3 sniper loves putting his mouth on any and every part of medic that he can, gently gnashing his teeth against his skin (and being rewarded with an eager "ohhh.,,.ohohohoho!"), biting, nipping, maybe even drawing a little blood... once medic begs him to bite him, well, who is sniper to refuse when his dovey is cooing so sweet? uUu

as far as a kink list, i think that would be a bit more elaborate than what i'd want to List Here (because i'd want to explain who has what role, how Intense the play is, etc. plus this is also just a reflection of my Own kinks and limits. not meant to shame/denounce anyone else's!), but off the top of my head, i think they'd both really enjoy... playing games with one another. predator/prey stuff especially.... medic loves the idea of being Hunted by sniper and seeing him in action... he's not very good prey (he tries to hide and cover his tracks but sniper can always hear his excited giggling), but he still gives sniper a run for his money by playing dirty! >:) they like rolling around in the dirt together, sweating together, feeling one another.,., medic loves seeing sniper "in his element" (cocky, self-assured, playful) as much as he enjoys seeing him out of it (a bit shyer, more reserved, submissive)!!

alternatively, i think if they fool around in the infirmary, it's much more..,., tender. the infirmary is a sacred place for both of them for many reasons; it symbolizes their Bond as Doctor and Greatest Achievement, [in my fics] it's where sniper left his mug that was the catalyst for medic coming to sniper's van to return it, it's where sniper helps medic tend to the wound of one of his doves, and [i don't want to spoil my fic so just pretend its Something Huge] etc. lots of emotional Stakes are held in those four walls! also symbolizes sniper's reluctance to ask for help in combat/just in general and so on..

i think if/when they did fool around in the lab, medic would lay down soft blankets/his own coat for sniper to lay on, face the bright lights away from them so that the lighting is a bit "softer", do little things like that to show sniper that while Yes this is medic's sanctuary, medic Also wants it to be sniper's sanctuary, too. body worship, passionate kisses, hushed praises, gentle, tender sex... oughhhhh i wanna write a full post so bad! maybe i will. hehe!!

as far as hard no's, i think that varies depending on who writes bushmed because like i say for me personally a lot of what i "put onto them" are things i like as well, since i wouldn't write kinky stuff for kinks i don't like ykwim! but all in all, they'd communicate very clearly before hand and establish safe words, hard no's, etc. i think medic would be Very Into doing that, and would have an easy time making it fun! like a playful little exam, hehe!! <33

#ILYYYYYYILYILYLYIYLYLIYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY THANK YOU SO MUCH THESE WERE LITERALLY A BLAST TO ANSWER!!!!#ASKS #DUTCHFOOLERY #DUTCHIEHCS #EOHUEOHUEOUHEOUHEE #medsnip

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