#( HE DOESN'T DO IT!!!! but he sees *someone* do it- )

[bunny-jpeg]

john price would trap you with a baby. no questions asked. he knew the years were catching up to him. he knew that wouldn't be much longer before he couldn't pass on the price genes.

he felt bad when he masturbated, felt like he was wasting his boys. spurts of hot cum down his large shaft wishing that it was inside a pretty little things smaller cunt. his hand was too rough even with lubrication. he needed something with supple flesh that he could sink his teeth into and a wet pussy to stuff full. he wanted to feel himself impregnating someone.

that was where you came in.

you felt amazing, sex with you was something else. the way you were like a bunny when you rode his cock. you bounced on him, not slowing down until he wrung at least three orgasms out of you. he found it endearing that you could take him. and while cowgirl was fun and missionary felt classic.

if price wanted to get you pregnant then, he knew that doggy style would be the best course of action. sadly, that position was a little more difficult given your size difference. price the bear and his little cub, those weren't just terms of endearment. he was burly, hairy, but you were so much shorter that he couldn't easily slip into you. but things could always be modified.

he smothered you under him as you laid on the bed with your legs spread and price was on top of you with his cock invading your slick entrance. the feeling was different and the weight on top of you only added to the pleasure.

his mind was focused, as he worked himself into you. he slid in easily, little resistance from you. your pussy was greedy for him, not that price could blame you. you were just so perfect for him. he shaped you into the perfect thing for him. you were his angel, the sweetest fruit, the woman he wanted to carry his child. if you liked it or not.

thoughts of you dark puffy nipples, the waddle in your step, the complaints of back pain. how your body changed because of him, he marked you in a way that no other man could. price boys grew strong and were a handful both in the womb and out. hungry boys too, but price would happily massage your fat tits to make sure there was more than enough milk for his boys. might have a little taste himself, see what all the fuss was. the heavy milk on his tongue as he fucked his pretty wife.

no need to go out and find a job. price's got enough to make sure that your wallet and your womb were packed full. no need to worry your little head, just make sure the babies are taken care of and price will do all the thinking in the relationship. he knew your dream was to see your diploma on the wall, but he thought that a family photo would be much better.

hard to complete your degree when your pregnant belly doesn't fit in the lecture hall seat or it was feeding time for john jr. there was nowhere for you to nurse his hefty son and you'd in the end miss too much class because price would be keeping you at home to start on the next one.

"that's it, doll. that's my girl. she suckin' me right in. she know what she wants and she's takin' it. made just for, huh, petal?" he growled as he pressed into you further, his cock didn't slip out. he fucked you feverishly.

he felt you tremble as you came not once, but twice, back to back. price continued to fuck you, ruin your pretty little folds and let him feel as much as he could of your sweet sex. you felt amazing, only pussy price would want. he fucked you roughly with his hands pressed into the covers on either side of your head. you were too blissed out by the time he finished inside of you that you didn't even ask for him to pull out.

a good wife took every drop.

he soon after pulled his cock out, the sight of his cum sticking to your slick pussy lips with most of his seed inside of you. made his cock peek at attention once more. "there she is." he purred, "messy girl." he tipped your hips up and held them in his large hands. he dipped between your legs and played with your pussy. something to distract you while his cum slid into the back of your pussy.

now be good, and get pregnant <3

a/n: i don't know what came over me... i'm sorry

[inknose]

#HE KNEW XIE LIAN NEEDED A PRINCE OF HIS OWN#AFTER PUTTING EVERYONE ELSE FIRST FOR CENTURIES#HE NEEDED A HOT SEME TO BE HIS SAVIOR FOR ONCE#hua cheng wanted to be someone gege could rely on and that meant being cool and suave and confident and THE BEST and HOT#he coulda gone back to wu ming deference mode#but after seeing xie lian almost get stabbed a million times again he realized submission was not what would save XL#UGHHHHHHH#HUA CHENG MAKES HIMSELF BIGGER SO THAT DIANXIA CAN LET HIMSELF BE SMALL(in a non-self-sacrificial way)#tgcf#hualian

I can‘t get over how confident, self-assured and almost cocky Hua Cheng can act in front of Xie Lian even though he‘s actually super nervous and insecure about the love of his life liking him back after waiting 800 years and building his entire life around the hope of finding Xie Lian and winning him over.

[narcjsistx]

— 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓!

plot: in the relationship there is more chemistry between you and his mother than between you and him, and honestly he's fine with that <3 but not when you gang up against him...

✶ characters: isagi yoichi, chigiri hyoma, bachira meguru, itoshi sae, itoshi rin, reo mikage

✶ 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

✶ ISAGI YOICHI ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"I'm glad you like it! I spent the whole night making it so good, but if you like it then it was worth it" the woman says clapping her hands, and you can't help but smile gratefully "Mrs Isagi, you know well that I love your cooking" you say, but she interrupts you "Mrs Isagi again? You've been Yocchan's girlfriend for years, you can call me by my name" she says scolding you, but with the sweetness of a mother. There's absolutely no question where Isagi gets his generosity from, although his father is really lovely too. When you turn around you can't help but be surprised by Isagi's tired face, who hasn't finished his plate, more focused on the match broadcast on television. You're not surprised by this behavior, it's something he does in your house too, but by the fact that he hasn't even finished his meal, that you think is absolutely delicious

Since you've been together, it's now been a tradition to spend Sunday lunch with his parents. From the first moment he introduced you, you immediately hit it off with his mother, finding her to be such a kind and humble woman; and she seems to share the affection towards you, spoiling you with all her good food that she knows you love

"Yoichi..." you whisper to your boyfriend, but he doesn't seem particularly connected to reality. You sigh, but when you look up you notice the menacing look of his mother, who is holding a rag in her hand. You cover your mouth to avoid laughing, but then the rag is thrown at the boy's face, landing on his plate still full of food: Isagi seems to return to reality, turning almost offended towards his mother, who however does not stop glaring at him. Seeing her so angry, he swallows his behavior too, gulping down a lump of saliva "Mom, what's happening..."

"It's Sunday, you have your family here, your girlfriend, you have a whole day off from soccer and the only thing you focus on is a match on TV? And you even dare not eat my food?" the woman says crossing her arms, and you nod, agreeing with her for the simple fact that otherwise you risk bursting out laughing. She seems to see your approval, and smiles "I wonder how you found a woman like that who puts up with you on a daily basis... darling, thank you for not getting tired of him, I have you to thank for accepting him" she says dejectedly, and you nod, actually risking laughing out loud. Isagi seems to notice your situation, glaring at you "Mom, it's not that deep..." he says alternating his gaze between you and her, but you shake your head "Yoichi, I wanted to spend a day with our family, yet all you do is focus on soccer..." you say, but this time you are forced to pinch your thigh to keep from laughing. Isagi glares at you, turning off the television "Happy, both of you?" he says taking the fork, but you shake your head theatrically "I wonder if you really love me..." you say, and his mother hugs you, stroking your head "My poor little girl, poor thing. With someone like that..." she says, and you burst out laughing, no longer able to hold it back

Even if seeing you so close can only please him and confirm that you are the right person, the only one, he just wanted to see if Bachira scored in the match between Barcha and ReAl

✶ CHIGIRI HYOMA ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

For Chigiri, the Trinity consists of you, his girlfriend, his sister and his mother. The main problem is when all three of you are together, that's when he realizes he's in danger. He knows he's about to die when you're all mad at him for something he doesn't even know about, and today is such a time

“Don't you dare come closer” his sister says, putting an arm around your shoulders. Chigiri rolls his eyes nervously, he doesn't like that Koyoki is so protective of you against him, who she knows wouldn't take a hair from you. You laugh condescendingly, nodding "She's right. Get away from me, Hyoma" you say theatrically, and he takes a step forward, and you take a step back “You're making me crazy. What did I do this time?” he says alternating his gaze between you and his sister, but you don't stop laughing while Koyoki judges him with just his gaze "You're a man. You have to understand that" Koyoki says, and he snorts "People have mistaken me for a woman my whole life and now you can't do it?" he says crossing his arms, and you almost feel guilty for doing this to him, your lovely boyfriend "Miss. Far away" his sister says, and that's when he grabs a lock of her hair, pulling it. You know perfectly well that it's a playful gesture between siblings, not something actually dangerous "You little shit-" she whispers, pulling his hair. That's when his mother approaches

"Leave my Y/n alone. Come here, honey" the woman says, and you slink to her side, smiling victoriously at the two siblings "HEY!" Hyoma says with his sister's hair still in his hand, but both you and his mother reply "Don't use that tone with your mother, Hyoma" you say, and the woman smiles at you, wrapping her thin arms around your neck to hug you "Oh, my third daughter. The only one who doesn't talk back to me" she says smiling, and you hug her, winking at Chigiri who seems to have lost hope, while Koyuki does nothing but laugh "I'm starting to think I'm no longer the favorite child" says the girl giving his hair one last tug, as a sign of revenge. Chigiri glares at her "You never were" he says, seeing you so hugged to his mom but not to him, who only wanted to give you a kiss from the beginning. Although it was funny seeing you so close to his mom, known for giving breathless hugs

✶ BACHIRA MEGURU ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"If you need help tell me, but I think you're doing a great job" the woman says, and you can't help but smile at her embarrassed "Thank you Mrs- Yu! Thank you, Yu" you say, and she smiles at you "This time you remembered to call me the right way. You're making progress!" she says, and you laugh lightly with her, placing the brush in the water. From the palette you take some red, passing it on the canvas while she nods "Wow! It's not an easy shade between blue and red, but it came out well. Aren't you hiding a past as an artist from me? Has Meguru taught you something yet?" she says, and you shake your head, amused "I've always only drawn in my notebook during class. I've never colored a drawing in my life... or even used a canvas" you say, and she laughs "Now I understand why Meguru likes you so much. At first he didn't color his drawings either, then he started doing it from... wait, have you been together for?" she asks "About a year and a half" you say, and she is amazed "He has been coloring hos drawings for about a year and a half" she says, and you smile “Really?” you ask, and she nods "Maybe he started it to make his paintings more striking to your eyes"

It's not uncommon for you to spend time with his mother, who is basically your best friend. Since your dates are often after his training, you wait with his mother for his return

"Mom I'm at home- Oh, Y/n!" he says as he enters his mother's art studio, finding the two of you close together "Meguru! You're still sweaty" the woman says as she approaches, with you by her side "You should take a shower. Then we can go!" you say clapping your hands, and you feel his mother ruffling your hair "Do you think you'll leave without finishing that masterpiece?" he asks almost defiantly, and you laugh "If it's a challenge, I accept" you say, not even hugging your boyfriend as you walk back to your canvas, followed by his mother

Bachira stares at you a little perplexed, the bag still on his shoulders: he really wanted to go out and spend time with you alone, but he's happy to see you on such good terms with his mother, who is also his best friend. He thinks that today he can also spend the day watching you have fun with your canvas, but after his shower. Otherwise he can't kiss you

✶ ITOSHI SAE ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"You know, the first time we went to see him play, he ignored us" his mother says, and you raise an eyebrow, surprised "It happened to me too the first time I went to see him play" you say, and his mother glares at him, even though Sae is completely focused on scoring goals on the field. Today it's just the two of you in the VIP seats, Mr. Itoshi couldn't attend, but that's not a problem since you love spending time with Mrs. Itoshi. Especially now that there is gossip

The first time Sae invited you to one of his games you weren't a couple yet, but he invited you anyway. He hadn't greeted you the whole time, but he kissed you later in the stadium locker rooms. But perhaps Mrs. Itoshi didn't know this

"How rude, I didn't think I raised a boy like that... and to think that I sent him alone to Spain, on the other side of the world!" she says exhaustedly, and you laugh "He's not that rude. He treats me well, very well" you say, and she looks relieved "I'd like to see. If he treated you even badly I wouldn't mind pulling his ears" she says, and you laugh at her words again

"But Rin would probably want the same treatment. He always wanted the same one Sae got" the woman says, and you nod "I don't think he wants that kind of treatment. Then he's a completely different person with his girlfriend" you say, and she nods "It's true, my little Rin... I like his girlfriend too..."

"What does Rin and his girlfriend have to do with me?" Sae asks approaching the VIP area, and you get up to leave a light kiss on his lips, while he tightens an arm around your waist, grabbing the water bottle that his mother is holding "Nothing much, darling. We were talking about your habits" says the woman, but Sae gives you a puzzled look "My habits while I'm in one of the most important games of the season?" he asks, and you nod "We just want to get to know you better" you say, and he shrugs "As if one wasn't my mother and the other my girlfriend. I think you both know me too well" he says and then drinks from his water bottle "Concentrate on the match instead" he says, before returning to the game

"He's also always been stubborn. But I think you know that" says the woman as her son walks away, and he turns around, glaring at her and changing his gaze between her and you, who can't stop laughing. Maybe it was a bad idea to call you both since you can't shut your mouth together

✶ ITOSHI RIN ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"Here he was two years old and he had just peed himself" says the woman showing you a photo of a crying baby, that is, your boyfriend. You look at the photo in love, giggling at the funnyness of your boyfriend, which does not at all reflect his childhood self, who was much more open and joyful "Here, however, he was four years old and Sae had given him a sticker of a soccer ball. I think he still keeps it in his room" the woman says, you look up only to see Rin's nervous gaze resting against the wall. You wink at him, returning your attention to the photo album of the Itoshi family, a family you have been seeing for four years now thanks to your relationship. And you love your boyfriend's mom

"Don't you think it's a bit excessive, mom?" the boy asks, but she shakes her head. “I've never had a daughter. Let me imagine it's her” she says, and he rolls his eyes before sighing “That doesn't change the motivation. Why are you showing her all these… embarrassing photos?” he asks, and you laugh "They're not embarrassing! They're cute, Rinnie" you say motioning for him to sit next to you, but he shakes his head "They're embarrassing. I know she did the same thing with Sae's girlfriend" he says, and the woman laughs "I also showed her... the other photo album. I'm sure Y/n wants to see it too" the woman says, and you raise an eyebrow, but when you turn around you see the panic on your boyfriend's face, who is chasing after his mother who has disappeared into her bedroom. The woman comes back with another album and her younger son hot on her heels "You don't have to see it. It's shit, it is" he says trying to steal the album, but the woman gives him a little slap on the hands "Be thankful I didn't step on your toes. Otherwise you wouldn't have been able to run after the ball for a while" she says placing herself next to you again, opening the album before her son can do anything

And now you understand why Rin didn't want to show it to you: every photo portrays him and his brother in the most embarrassing moments, like the first time on the toilet or with their faces full of sauce. But the photos are for some reason much worse for Rin than for Sae, photos that always portray him in a funnier way but so cute for you. Rin can't help but be embarrassed but above all guilty of this, because in the end it's thanks to him that you became such good friends, like another child, with his mother. He shouldn't have allowed it

✶ REO MIKAGE ᡣ𐭩 𓂃

"You don't spoil her enough. You should raise your expectations, my girl" says the woman next to you, and you don't know how to respond without sounding ungrateful "You're right, mom. I was thinking of giving her that Cartier jewel I was telling you about this morning" your boyfriend says nodding, and you shake your arms in embarrassment "If you mean the one that costs as much as our whole house, stop it" you say, but the woman caresses your face "Why do you worry, my girl? It's the man who has to spoil you, and my son doesn't do it enough in my opinion, you being such a good girlfriend" the woman says, and you nod "Thank you ma'am, but..." you say, but she giggles "I was like that too, but then my husband, Reo's father, became crazy about me. And as proof of his love he bought me part of the moon" she says, and you jump "Really?" you ask, and Reo, seeing your emotion, concentrates "Do you want part of the moon too?" he asks, but you jump again in embarrassment "No! I mean, thanks but no..." you say, and he seems to be sad about it

"You're so young me. Reo really needs to make you his bride, you're the only girl he introduced me that I like" the woman says, and you breathe a sigh of relief "I'm pleased, Mrs. Mikage" you say letting the woman caress your face again. Reo raises an eyebrow, surprised by his mother's words "The only one you like? Not that I don't like it, but you didn't like that one too..." he says, but she pulls his ear "Do you want to compare that rat who wanted your money with this angel, Reo? Did I really raise you like that?" the woman says, and you giggle, moving to Mrs. Mikage's side “Don't you care that she loves me now, Reo?” you ask, and he grabs your hands, kissing them "I'm more than happy about it, but I remembered her words differently..." but before he can finish the sentence, his ear is pulled again "Stop this talk of remembering or not. Hurry up and put a ring on her finger instead, or someone else will do it, who will know how to spoil her better than just a simple necklace... why not the whole set?" the woman says towards her son, and you can't help but laugh but be a little embarrassed. You got the answer from where Reo got his resourcefulness, but honestly you love his mother the way she makes sure her son takes care of you

[nochepsicodelica]

Suggestive

"Baby, I have to gooo," you whine, groaning irritatedly when the iron hold of Toji's arms doesn't loosen around your waist. "Lance is gonna be pissed if i'm late for another job."

"Mm..." he hums, his lips detaching from the fresh mark he just left on your neck. "We could be leaving together, partnered up and all," he murmurs, gently brushing his lips over the plethora of visible kisses, "but you won't leave that damn agency. Shiu's better at finding jobs that pay you tons to basically shoot at practice dummies."

You sigh. This is the discussion you and Toji have practically every other day. He always waits until you're almost leaving to bring it up, too.

"You know I owe a lot to the guy, Toji. He swooped in when I needed help—when I was on my own and couldn't ground myself. He treated me like I was family—like I was his own kid. I can't just turn my back on him like that."

"I know, ma, and trust me, I get that. I completely understand, where you're coming from. We've got similar stories in that aspect, 'cause I feel like I owe Shiu a lot, too. But what are you gonna do when someone puts a hit on me, and your handler offers you so much money that you can retire as soon as i'm down?"

You bring two fingers and your thumb up, shaping them into a gun, make a cocking sound and press your fingertips to his forehead. "Bang!"

Toji rolls his eyes, but his amused chuckle is what brings a smile to your face. "Yeah? You'd take the job and shoot me dead?" He asks.

"As if you'd get shot down so easily. Nah, someone else can struggle with that," you say, lowering your "gun" with a teasing grin.

"And if it had to be you?" He asks, leaning in to bury his face in the comfort of the crook of your neck, again. "Would you let me get away?"

You hum, enjoying the softness of his returning affection to the skin beneath the collar of your lowered turtleneck. "Yeah, I'd let you get away," you confirm. "I'd probably..." you cut yourself off with a giggle, a sound that has Toji grinning against your skin. "...probably turn around and text you to see what you want for dinner, and see if you're tryna pork later on." Your laugh returns when you feel the puff of air that comes with his chuckle, against your neck.

"You got a dirty mouth, doll," he murmurs, loosening his hold on you and letting his hands wander over your torso. "Fucking love it."

"Hey," you say, your tone a soft warning when he starts tugging at your shirt, trying to untuck it from your cargos. "I have to go, so pump the brakes for now, and we can go at it like rabbits later on—if you still want to. Okay?" You ask, rubbing his chest.

"Fine," Toji grumbles. He fixes the collar of your turtleneck and veils the evidence of his morning affection. "If I want to," he mutters, scoffing as if it's an unbelievable thing to say. "You're good," he says, referring to the tidiness of your outfit.

"Cool, but now I'm curious to know what you would do if Shiu told you to hunt me down."

He hums, a mischievous smirk formed on his scarred lips. He mimics the gun you made with your hand, but instead of pressing his fingertips to your forehead, he puts them beneath your jaw. He makes the same cocking sound and... "Bang!"

It's your turn to roll your eyes and laugh. "Nice. Real nice," you say, amusedly.

"Right?" He says, with a smug grin. He uses the position of his fingers to tilt your head up more and presses a single, slow and savored kiss to your lips, luring giddy giggles from you and a smile onto his face. "Nah, someone else can struggle with that." He retracts his "gun" from your jaw and rests his hand on your thigh.

"Wish we would've met under difference circumstances—you being one of Shiu's new hires if it was destined to be through this field—but I'm not gonna bitch about it when I got to meet you at all." There's a sincerity in his expression, a gleam in his eyes that you see when he's using his heart to communicate.

"Aww, Toji! You're such a sweeeetheart," you coo, your smile beaming as you pinch his cheeks. He groans, but still does absolutely nothing to stop you. "My big, buff, handsome man is such a softie," you say, squealing with joy.

While Toji can act like this is the most ridiculous thing ever—you cooing and peppering kisses all over his face—he can't hide that gleam in his eyes. So when you sigh and say, "Well, I'm officially late, again. I actually have to go, now." He's miserable and can't do anything about it.

"Call you later?" You say, getting off his lap and fixing your clothes.

"'Course, ma. Did you double check your duffel?"

"Uh-huh. Everything is in there and everything is functional," you assure.

"Sounds good." He doesn't lie back down yet. There's still two more things you need to do and he'll be damned if he doesn't get them from you.

You smile as you lean in to peck his lips, transferring some of your sweet lip balm onto his lips. One.

"Love you. I'll see you later." Two.

"Love you, doll."

As soon as you turn your back, Toji's swiping his tongue over his lips, trying to grasp the remnants of your kiss. Green eyes stick to your figure as you turn around and grab your duffel bag and phone. Phone in your pocket, keys in your pocket, duffel strap crossed over your torso, shoes near the front door—good to go.

"You look hot," Toji calls, after you, his usual smirk already raising his scar.

"Bye, Toji," you say, through a laugh.

[neovillains]

like a pornstar : gojo satoru ─── click the star for supplemental visuals ( a p!rn link )

amateur pornstar!gojo that makes it big with solo videos on onlyfans. him masturbating on camera, whether it was using a fleshlight or jerking himself off with his fist ( ★ ). he was faceless and it really called in a good fanbase from the start. his viewers loved the mystery, the allure of it all. (they also liked his pretty cock and long it is.)

the more his fanbase grew, the more platforms he continued to build himself on. tiktok, he posted faceless thirst traps and shirtless videos. teasing plenty of women and men with the outline of v-line and strikingly white happy trail. shower videos where water was streaming down his back, he had 5.4 millions likes on one particular one where he nearly flashed people at the last second. (he doesn't understand how the video hasn't been taken down yet.) the popular social media platform only made him bigger.

his instagram comments are all filled with thirsts. and while it's a more mundane approach there, giving people flashes inside his personal life, he has everyone imagining what a future with him would be like.

until he starts bringing someone on camera with him.

no one thinks anything of it yet until they start seeing your face on a regular basis. slowly are his videos no longer solo ones and the title of them always seem to involve you somehow. tiktok videos start including you, you plastering kisses down his neck in the shower, and your bare back is being shown in his get ready with me videos.

you're tagged in each and every one of his videos, and while people would love to hate on you. they can't (because they realize the repercussions is getting blocked by pornstar!gojo himself). they realize that their favorite pornstar is very serious about this relationship and this is not some sort of project. and fuck, the couple videos are so fucking hot ( ★ ).

amateur pornstar!gojo is so serious about you. every thrust inside your aching pussy is laced with love, enjoying the way you cry and mewl around him ( ★ ). and while the envy is still there, it's overwritten with their lust as they can't help but get off to it. even though they can't see your face either, you just seem to be the prettiest person taking amateur pornstar!gojo's cock.

and when one picture is posted one night, it has fans in an uproar. your left ring finger adorned in a simple band and stone that looks so good against your skin tone. when they slide to the next image, it's you and him your wedding attire. the last picture of him laying in between your legs, his back marked up in red as the silk, baby blue sheets cover his bottom half, the internet cries over the events.

later that same evening, a video is posted on twitter. a little snippet of him kissing your sweet pussy and on pornhub and onlyfans, his last video titled, goodbye ( ★ ).

people are disappointed that they've never gotten a face reveal from either one of you.

( subscriptions. ) @r0ckst4rjk @blcknebula @tojirin @clqxuds @dreamingoftomorroww @s-1-xx @lotuslovers @mutsu422 @twinky-wink @levkuna @des-todoroki @for-hearthand-home @nanasukii28 @paintingchoso @strawberriesrule @w2twoo @stargirl-mayaa @ratedrrrr @gojoswaterbottle @princess-vibes25 @ravenbc @inzanekillian @saik-k @sukunaspillow @serendippindots @iveivory @explodingkittensss

[colossrat]

A villain will trigger a bomb using his fingerprint as a password

Well, the captain doesn't have time to think like the captain. He and some other league heroes were tied up, they couldn't do anything. But the villain was in the middle of his evil plan monologue… and he was dangerously close to marvel, pointing at him

He doesn't think like the captain, he thinks like a street rat who kicks, scratches and bites his way around

So he does it, he waits, and Flash can watch in slow motion as the cap lunges forward as far as his chains will allow, and in one fell swoop he chomps off 3 of the villain's fingers. One being necessary for the pump to start

There is blood, crying and high-pitched screams from the villain who falls to the ground, trying to get away from the marvel

The league is shocked, what the fuck? Whatthefuckwasthat?

And the villain faints on the ground when he sees his own blood gushing from the wound.

They are dead silent, all eyes on captain. This lasts a few minutes until Superman and Batman arrive to rescue, even though they're just waiting for someone to open the door and untie them because the danger is still passed out on the floor.

Just them when Marvel is free of the magic chain, he gestures from one of the evidence bags Batman carries and them he spat 3 fingers into it. And give it back. to Batman.

"Guys… I'll see you all later at the watchtower for the debrief, but I really need to go home to brush my teeth first"

[dorealis]

Series Title: Pound of Flesh

pt.1 pt.2 ->

Summary: Simon has always wanted something soft to call his. The problem is that he's always had issues with women. When he stumbles across a dark website that traffics people, he knows he should tell someone. But that thought goes out the window when he sees her.

Content Warning: non-con. Reader is a trafficking victim. Stockholm Syndrome. Simon is not a good man here.

Simon never claimed to be a moral man. He knows that he's fucked up. He knows that what he is doing is wrong. He is aware that if people knew about his more perverted desires, he'd be questioned to hell and back. He knows that if his new pretty lover escapes, he's going to prison. Maybe even under it.

He knows. He just doesn't care.

So when he pins the pretty young girl beneath him in their bed, he doesn't think about the consequences. He only thinks about how good her cunt feels around his cock. He likes the struggle that she puts up, the way she claws at him. She cries, wails that he's too big, to just let her go, she won't tell anyone. She doesn't know that her begging gets him off.

"Please, it hurts." She hiccups through a moan. Her eyes are glassy with tears, "You're hurting me." Her breath comes through gasps, and he only adds pressure to her throat.

"Shh," He shushes her and kisses the tears on her cheeks. They taste like salt, and under that, he can taste her blush and makeup. It's sweet that she got herself all done up for him. "Just a bit more lovie, you're okay."

He can tell that she doesn't believe him. Her kiss swollen lips wobble. Another orgasm she doesn't want but needs is crashing into her. She's screaming, voice turning hoarse. It feels good when she clings to him. The clutch of her cunt around him is euphoric. He's happy that he found her and bought her. Such a pretty thing like her was worth the trouble and the price.

She was soft and smaller than him. Her skin blemish and mark free, a blank canvas for him to cut and draw his love upon her. There are already dark bruises blooming on her chest and on various places where he's sunk his teeth into her. He watches as her eyes roll back into her skull, head flopping to the side. Her body is limp but he keeps going.

His own release is at the base of his spine. It slinks up and spreads throughout his body. His hips stuttering and a low groan escapes him. He keeps himself flushed tight up against her. He can feel his balls draw up and the release he's been looking for finally, finally, hits him.

His Lovie, his pretty young thing, lays naked against the bed. She's sweet like this, still like a statue in repose. Everything about her is lovely, and she's all his. He doesn't have much in this world, but he now has her.

He doesn't pull out right away. He enjoys the softness of her flesh. In the back of his mind, he knows that he is no better than the terrorists and traffickers that he's killed. But again, he doesn't care. He bought his Lovie fair and square. She belongs to him and him only.

Her eyes open, and she's staring at him. Brows drawn up in confusion before she sighed in resignation. "Please, I wanna go home." She whispers.

Simon only smiles and brushes his thumb against her lips.

"Lovie. You are home."

[snandle]

The team would have an lgbt+ patient and Cameron would start a discussion about it and everyone would be like "ehh maybe idk if i would ever experiment like that" (except chase. That man was partying with dominatrixs in college, he exprimented). And then someone would mention House and Foreman would laugh and go "House doesn't have a gay bone in his body".

And House sees this as a challenge.

So he goes nextdoor and drags Wilson into the room and kisses him. In front of everyone. Poor Wilson is just confused, like unable to speak because hes so shocked type of confused. And Foreman would go "Please, you only did that because I mentioned something. It doesn't count,"

And for the rest of the episode House would do various things to try and prove to his team that, yes he is in fact fruity a little bit and poor Wilson is just along for the ride until House realizes "oh shit I don't think this is a joke anymore" and just ignores that revelation for the next few episodes until he's forced to deal with it

[cutielando]

what's a soft launch? | max verstappen

social media au

synopsis: in which Max soft launches his new girlfriend, his boss' daughter...

a/n: based on this request!

pairing: max verstappen x horner!reader

my masterlist

Instagram

liked by maxverstappen1, gigihadid and 4,192,472 others

yn.horner thank you for having me, VS 🎀

view all 69,842 comments

gigihadid you're gorgeous <3 so happy to have had you there with us

yn.horner awwww thank you g!! ly!!!🤍

zendaya you killed it!!🤍

yn.horner thank you babe!!🫶🏻🫶🏻

user1 my jaw is on the floor.

user2 MOTHER

user3 SHE'S THE MOMENT, SHE'S THE MOMENT❗️

user4 imagine how lucky her friends are🥲🥲

alexandrasaintmleux i am so proud of you <3

yn.horner thank you, alex!!! 🤍

lilymhe how are you so beautiful? 😭

yn.horner you tell me, love 😭🤍

redbullracing our girl! 💙 liked by yn.horner

user5 i need to know what Christian had to say about this lol

yn.horner he was in the front row 😅 he loved it!!

user6 so nobody is going to address Max being in her likes??

user7 they’ve known each other ever since he joined Red Bull, i think they’re friends. not that weird

user6 true, but i heard some rumors that he might be in a relationship too…

user8 your honor, i love her ! liked by yn.horner

liked by yn.horner, landonorris and 2,103,476 others

maxverstappen1 Always a pleasure to be back in Abu Dhabi

view all 59,284 comments

user1 NEW COUPLE ALERT ❗️❗️❗️

user2 is Max in his soft-launch era?

user3 MAX HAS A GIRLFRIEND??????

landonorris sneaky, mate

maxverstappen1 thanks for teaching me

user4 i never thought i would see the day when Max would learn something relationship-related from Lando

landonorris neither did i 😂

redbullracing keep pushing! 💙 liked by maxverstappen1

yn.horner i'm telling Dad you refused to wear the RB shirt

maxverstappen1 please don't, i genuinely forgot it this morning

yn.horner LIAR

redbullracing how about we have a chat before quali, Max?

maxverstappen1 I can’t believe you ratted me out

user6 if people still don't think that Y/N and Max are dating, i'm sorry for you guys

user7 why do you think that? they've been friends for years

user6 they've never interacted on social media before, and suddenly started leaving comments on each other's posts a couple of weeks ago?

user8 that doesn't mean anything, to be honest. we should really stop reading so much into their personal lives...

charles_leclerc i see you've finally grown the courage to do it, Max

maxverstappen1 courage is a strong word. i have enough courage

charles_leclerc sure you do

user9 they're dating, i'm also calling it

Real Life

"Someone just said they think we're dating" you said, showing Max a comment you had seen under his new post.

Max read the comment and chuckled, shaking his head.

"We can't hide anything from them, can we?" he said, leaning back down to rest his head in your lap.

"No, but we can have a little fun with it before we announce it officially, don't you think?" you said, a smirk tugging at your lips.

If there was something that you loved and was really known for, it was trolling the media and the fans.

Even though it would drive your father crazy and give your PR team much more work than what they would hope for, but the fans were digging it.

Despite knowing you were messing with them, they loved the cat and mouse chase you always had going on with them.

"Again? You know Christian told us to tone it down a notch, especially you" Max said, raising an eyebrow in your direction.

You sighed, jutting out your bottom lip in an adorable pout that you knew Max could never resist.

"But you know it's fun. Don't deprave me of my only source of entertainment, Max" you whined, gazing up at him with your best puppy dog eyes you could muster up.

Max sighed, shaking his head as he looked away from you and stared at the wall in front of him.

He knew he would give in sooner or later, which he blamed himself for always falling for your little trick.

"Alright, fine. But you're gonna deal with Horner on your own when he comes knocking on our door" he said, pointing with his finger at you.

You squealed and nodded before launching yourself at him, attacking his face with little kisses as you giggled.

"Promise"

Instagram

liked by maxverstappen1, gigihadid and 4,193,582 others

yn.horner doing very sinful things in Sin City 🤑

view all 78,192 comments

user1 SOS ALERT: MOTHER HAS LANDED IN VEGAS

user2 oh no, here we go🥹

redbullracing remember: please keep it PG! 😁

yn.horner as i've already told you, i'm not a child

redbullracing your PR team would disagree

redbullracing Y/N, please remember what we talked about - PR team

yn.horner THE BETRAYAL

user3 i love how the red bull team can't keep up with her😂😂

yn.horner they just don't know how to have fun :(

maxverstappen1 we all know your idea of 'fun' is hardly normal

yn.horner i don't remember you complaining until now

gigihadid can't wait to see you, bestie!!🎀

yn.horner can't wait!! i've missed you🤍🫶🏻

user4 just casually being besties with the biggest model in the world. oh, to be her, man

landonorris oh boy

yn.horner shut up

user5 your honor, she's mothering so hard right now🥹

user6 do we agree yet that the boyfriend she is soft-launching is Max?

user7 yep

user8 at this point, looks like it

user9 just waiting for confirmation at this point

lilymhe ditch him and come hang with me bby

yn.horner omw!!!

alex_albon well, that was easy...

liked by yn.horner, redbullracing and 1,291,483 others

maxverstappen1 Thank you, Vegas. It was a very special one. Grateful for everything, grateful for winning my fourth championship with this team. Let's keep pushing to the end of the season!🦁

view all 59,284 comments

yn.horner you showed them, champ 🦁

maxverstappen1 <3

redbullracing proud of you, Max! here's to many more! 🦁🦁 liked by yn.horner and maxverstappen1

landonorris well done, max. i'll get you next year

yn.horner keep dreaming, orange boy

landonorris hey...don't be mean...

maxverstappen1 what she said

landonorris ...

charles_leclerc congrats! now, can you let some of us have a go...?

maxverstappen1 no

charles_leclerc oh, come on...

yn.horner go away, french boy

charles_leclerc hey, i'm monegasque!!!!

user1 another testament to his greatness

user2 4-time world champ!!! congrats max!!

user3 i still wanna know who his girlfriend is

user4 it's obviously Y/N, they just like playing with us

user5 maybe they'll confirm it now that he's won his 4th championship

user6 hopefully, imagine Max and Y/N Horner actually dating

liked by maxverstappen1, lilymhe and 5,194,816 others

yn.horner dear max. i don't think my words on this post do you justice, but i'm going to do my best to encapsulate the feelings that i have for you right now. it has been a privilege for me to be by your side for the past couple of years, cheering you on from the sidelines and celebrating the highs with you behind the scenes. we have come a long way and we have had a hard road, but i am so proud of what we have achieved together and the people that we have become. i am beyond grateful to be able to share life with you, both in and out of the paddock. i love you, max verstappen, and i am so proud of you, my love tagged: maxverstappen1

view all 98,173 comments

maxverstappen1 thank you for being you. i love you<3

yn.horner i love you too <3

landonorris thank God I don't have to keep it a secret anymore

yn.horner you almost exposed us more times than i can count -_-

landonorris but i didn't

maxverstappen1 you got lucky

redbullracing our favorite couple!!

charles_leclerc i am so happy for you guys!

maxverstappen1 thanks mate!

comments on this post have been limited

comments and re-blogs help us grow!

much appreciated!!

REQUEST HERE

[tanddiscord]

I do not actually agree with this.

On some level, sure, but also... I had real trouble understanding social hierarchy, and in fact, where I recognised it, I was fairly obedient to it. It's just that hierarchy is actually really complex. Its not just "person a is above person b, who is above person c" but "Person a and b both have roles and positions of power, and while a generally is considered above b in the hierarchy, in many situations, b will effectively outrank a, (a classic example of this is an article i read once, on norse medieval law, where the wife was generally considered secondary to the husband, but where the wife was the absolute authority for anything to do with the house, and if she told the husband to go sleep in the barn, there was fuck all he could do about it. Now how accurate that article in particular was, is unclear to me, but those sorts of relations are EVERYWHERE, and many authistic people struggle to filter out those neuances, and ends up perceiving it all as noise ("if a is in charge sometimes and b sometimes, then is no one in charge?" is the sort of thinking you end can up with)) I did not understand sarcasm as a kid, at all. It took years of active training to learn it. Now I love it. My father still cannot engage with jokes based on 'lies'. A joke like "what do you call a pile of cats? A meow-tain!" just gets him to go "Actually a group of cats is called a clowder, it comes from the same root as 'clutter' and-", and it can take him for someone to say "dad, its just a joke" for him to go "oh, right, yes, sorry." Not understanding some forms of humour does not mean not having a sense of humour though, my dad loves comedy shows. Some autistic people absolutely are rude. Horribly so. And even those of us that aren't, generally do have vocational moments where, yes, we are. A momentary lack of ability to connect the social dots, leads to rude questions, rude statements, rude observations. This is not a 'actually autistic people are angels who can't lie, you just hate the truth!' thing, its a 'sometimes the brain misfires, and does not realise why something would be rude or hurtful, and they cause emotional harm to others for no good reason' thing. Meltdowns, while never about 'nothing', are not indicators that the people around them are bad people. Are you suggesting that the parents of any autistic child who has a meltdown, due to a problem they are unable to communicate, or overstimulation, or under-stimulation, or any other number of things, are bad people because they did not perfectly handle a person whom it is exceptionally hard to handle? There are people with several doctorates, specialising in this specific part of autism, and even they could not possibly prevent every meltdown if a child in their care had certain problems. There are countless reasons for why someone has a meltdown, and many of them don't make sense, just have to be learned and adapted to, especially with those unable to communicate the problems for themselves. Fuck off with this 'autistic people are perfect actually' bullshit. We're humans. Nothing less, sure, but also nothing MORE, and honestly, insinuating we're more, is MORE infantilising and patronising than the morons that dismiss us for being "retards". "Look, just because Maurice doesn't get your sarcasm jokes doesn't mean he doesn't get humour at all. Try puns, he loves those." is a billion times better a response than. "Maurice is a perfect gem! If he doesn't laugh at your jokes, it's because you suck! Maurice is the god-arbiter of all humour!" Like, what even is that? Come on. If your response to bigorty is just as polarised and factless as the bigotry, and also defines an entire group as being 'this exact way, actually'... guess what, you're also a bigot, you just hide behind "But my bigotry says you're one of the good ones!". Check yourself. Might have ended up a bit harsh here, but also fuck off anyway. I am tired of seeing this sort of stuff all the time.

One of my favourite parts about autistic people is how you can use other peoples' reflections of them like an echolocation bullshit detector. Like they personally do not need to do shit for this to work, they just passively emit their own autistic vibe that bounces off every surface around them, and you can assess another person's level of self-awareness by how they reflect it back.

"Autistic people do not understand social hierarchy" nope, they understand you're supposed to be an authority here, but they won't politely pretend to respect you if they think you're incompetent.

"Autistic people do not understand humour" nope, they just don't politely pretend to laugh to humour you, and you are simply not funny.

"Autistic people are rude" nope, they just don't think it's polite to lie to you, and don't care about trying to tell you what they think you want to hear instead of telling you what they think.

"Autistic people sometimes have emotional meltdowns for absolutely no reason" nope, you're just insufferable to be around and the person with the lowest tolerance of your shit is simply the canary in the coal mine who breaks first.

[tidesreach]

"you don't have to be anything for anybody" is genuinely one of the most insane things ever uttered on 911 like...... especially after the coma dream. with buck's fundamental struggle with how people see him at the forefront. with wanting so desperately to be seen that his identity is often a reflection of other people and not himself. it's a direct response to not only "i feel like she really sees me" but also coma bobby's (who really is just buck's subconscious) "if what matters to you most is how other people see you, then you haven't learned a damn thing" like. it's so crazy. because it comes off the back of buck having a moment of self-awareness. where he realises being himself (being buck) is enough. off the back of a moment where he really sees himself. but then he falls back into the same trap due to his lack of identity and emotional permanence and convinces himself that natalia truly sees him, even "more in me than i see in myself". and he doesn't even recognise that he's doing it. making himself a mirrorball again. a reflection of what other people see. but eddie DOES realise. effortlessly. just comes out and says "you don't have to be anything for anybody" like. it's THE thesis statement. everytime buck tries to be someone else for someone else, eddie is there to remind him that he's enough as he is.

[angrycloudloud]

I LOVE good crack ships!!

Like, Vander and Jayce. Okay, two big buff puppies fucking like beasts. I get it.

Or, Silco and Viktor, two intelligent motherfuckers that want to help their people to unthinkable lengths... Probably freaky sex there. Silco would definetely tell Viktor how perfect he is and Viktor would definetely want to help him with his eye but never say anything because Silco doesn't treat his eye like an imperfection. Stuning.

But!!!!!! Silco and Jayce... And you think Jayce is only one imagining their partner there... like you see Jayce fucking Silco imagining he's Viktor but don't see that probably Silco touches every muscle on Jayce arms and shoulders and fucking think about a young Vander in the mines holding him.

Like fuck off... What do you mean Vander didn't cross your mind holding Viktor too kindly and Viktor closing his eyes thinking about how that could be Jayce if he wasn't so sick and broken (physically). And Vander is so fucking broken thinking about how Viktor wanting to help people of Zaun fucking reminded him of a young Silco, one that let him be the one covered in blood, one Silco that smiled like an idiot and called himself bozo 1, a Silco he hasn't tried to kill yet... But Viktor also reminds him of the Silco that is broken, the man obsessed with getting Zaun into a better place no matter what... And still Vander holds him kindly to trick himself into thinking that is Silco and he found the fucking letter, just for a second, joking to Viktor saying "long hair would suit you"... (I made myself cry)

Are you fucking telling me you look at those blorbos and didn't saw all the fucking drama behind the freaky sex?!

The less drama would be Jayce and Vander and yet i'm pretty sure i can think of some if i think hard enough...

Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!

Edit: someone suggested polyamory and yes!! I suggested the name "the four gays of the hexapocalipsis" because it's ominous as fuck like those four being in a relationship together.

[dreamsteddie]

Enamored with an Eddie who comes back from the Upside Down completely changed and turns to writing as his only solace, eventually turning it into a successful career.

When Eddie realized that the grate wasn't closed properly and the bats started swarming, when he saw the fear in Dustin's eyes as they quickly lost control of the situation, he had been well and truly prepared to die. Part of him, privately, was hoping to die.

The town was out for his blood, his friends hadn't even come to the trailer park to check on him, and despite what he said, he knew 86' was not going to be his year. Not even close. At least if he died in the Upside Down, he died as a hero. Not a failed rockstar, or a high school dropout, or another victim of Hawkin's endless bloodthirst for anyone outside of their preconceived ideas of "normal". Not a mirror image of Al Munson.

So when he wakes up in the hospital, bedridden and dehydrated, it doesn't feel like a victory.

When Dustin comes in to see him, positively bursting at the seams with excitement at Eddie's long-awaited return to consciousness, Eddie can't say a word. He has to watch as the light in his too-wise eyes dims as Eddie just stares. He's trying, he's trying so fucking hard, to say anything, but the words have dried up.

All Eddie can think about is the lack of anything worthwhile waiting for him out in the big, scary world. He's missing the pinky on his left hand, and the corresponding elbow has been chewed to bits. Even through the opioids, he's aware of an odd, sharp tingling that screams nerve damage. He knows that he'll never play again, and if he does it will never be worth anything to anyone. He's not going to graduate, which is the one thing Wayne always wanted for him. The one thing that has always kept him going despite how much the world has tried to bury his head in the sand has been taken from him, his excitement to get out into the world.

When Eddie looks out the window in his hospital room, all he can think about is how badly it wants to swallow him up and spit him back out.

Dustin has to be dragged out of the room by Steve and Robin as Eddie's silence seems to make him hysterical. He's screaming at Eddie, mad and desperate and sad.

Eddie doesn't see him for a week. When he comes back he's sheepish but determined, carrying a load of books under his arm. Eddie still won't say a word, but Dustin sits by his bedside and reads out loud until his voice is hoarse. Tolkien, Le Guin, Pratchett. He ends every visit by taking his hand, squeezing it tight, and telling him he's glad he's alive. Eddie can't agree with him, but he's grateful that doesn't stop him from saying it.

Wayne is faithfully by his bedside. He doesn't say much, content in Eddie's silence the same way he was in the midst of his endless chatter. He holds his hand, brushes his hair, turns the TV to all his favorite channels, and settles in for the long haul the same way he always has. Eddie doesn't know what he would do without him.

The rest of the monster fighting crew are in and out. Steve is there the most, standing in a corner with his arms crossed near the door during Dustin's visits. He never says much, but Eddie thinks Steve might understand him the best. He thinks back to those moments in the Upside Down.

"Don't be cute"

"Please be safe"

"we are noooot heroes"

"We'll try our best"

"Steve...make him pay"

"I'm scared, but I'll keep him safe"

When Steve looks his way, it feels like someone is hearing him, hearing how loudly he's screaming in his head.

He's in the hospital for five months and not once during that time does he breathe a single word. He feels hollowed out in a way that's foreign to him, like a great void has taken the place of organs, veins, and muscles and left him cold and stiff.

When he gets home, a new but almost identical trailer sitting in the same plot as the last one, he's far from better. He's weak, and sore, and tired to the bone. Wayne has to go back to work, no two ways about it, so Eddie spends his days wasting away on the couch. Dustin is back at school, leaving long stretches of time where Eddie is alone with his void and the sound of him screaming into it, so he turns to his books.

Except there are only so many books in his possession and even if he wanted to leave his house, a feat that seems insurmountable in his current condition, he still can't walk more than the length of the trailer without feeling like he's going to collapse. So, he turns to his notebooks.

At first, it's just reems and reems of sloppy-looking screams. He tries to make them as loud and angry looking as the voice in his head. His hand aches, weak from damage and disuse, but when he's done his throat feels just a little looser. Like maybe that void just got a little smaller.

That's how Steve finds him, sitting on the couch huffing like he just ran a marathon, surrounded by pages and pages of frantic writing. He's been coming by once a day, usually for an hour or two after work, to sit with Eddie and hang out. Eddie is pretty sure Wayne asked him to, but he honestly doesn't care. Steve is a little more chatty in the confines of the trailer when it's just the two of them, and Eddie craves the presence of someone who gets it. Gets him.

Steve takes in the scene, gives a low whistle, and asks if Eddie feels a little better getting that all out. Eddie still can't talk, kind of hoped for a moment there that he would, but when all he does is nod Steve still gives him that annoyingly charming smile and a firm pat on the back with a wide, warm hand.

And, well, Eddie doesn't think he's ok, but for the first time in a long time, he thinks maybe he will be.

After that, it's like something is unlocked. He spends almost all day every day writing away in his notebooks. They used to be for songs and campaigns, but even the thought of music and DnD makes him feel like he's going to be sick, so instead he writes stories.

Eddie has always loved to spin a tale. As a child, his mom would make up stories of knights and princesses, bards and bakers, peasants and children, love and life. When she died, Eddie wrote as many as he could remember in a book that sits proudly on his shelf. He can't bring himself to crack it open, crack himself open, when he's already so vulnerable, but the act of building a narrative makes him feel closer to her.

He writes stories about a young alchemist falling in love in a foreign land. A scribe reluctantly taking up with a rouge knight until she reaches a more accepting kingdom. A princess working to expose the ugly underbelly of her village.

A handsome prince abdicating the throne to fight on the side of the rebels.

A disgraced bard finding his way home.

Day by day, page by page, the void gets smaller.

The first person he shares his writing with is Dustin. The younger boy spends all Saturday at the trailer with Eddie, chattering away about Suzey, the Party, school, and all the things a kid his age should be worried about. He never asks what he's writing, which probably means Steve warned him not to, which Eddie can't help but appreciate.

Eddie wordlessly hands him a notebook. The one he's been filling for the better part of the last two weeks. Dustin takes it with eager hands, flipping through pages until his eyes are clouded with tears and he's flinging himself into Eddie's side.

It's about two brothers, separated at birth but brought together by a mutual cause. They adventure across the kingdom, seeking the knowledge that will end the brutal war ravaging their homeland. In the end, the eldest must sacrifice himself for the other, but the youngest defies fate to save him. It ends with the eldest, unable to live the life he once thought he would lead, thanking his brother for fighting for him when he wasn't brave enough to do it himself.

He lets Dustin take that one home with him.

Ultimately, it's Steve that gets him to speak.

He doesn't try, never seems bothered by Eddie's lack of voice, content to pass notes and relish in the silent company.

Eddie hands him their story, the one about a handsome prince and a voiceless bard, and for the first time since he woke up is met with that terrible smile. The one that isn't a smile at all, but an apology. While Eddie and Max may have come out the worst, no one came out of the years of interdimensional terror unscathed, especially not Steve.

He explains that since last summer, his ability to read has deteriorated steadily. The doctors aren't sure exactly what the cause is, but they assume the continued damage to his head has damaged the centers of the brain dedicated to reading and writing.

But Edddie needs him to read this, needs him to know this. Because this is the only way Eddie can think to confess. Writing has become so much of who he is since he left that hospital bed, and he wants more than anything to offer it to Steve.

When he speaks, it's rough. Scratchy and almost incomprehensible but when he chances a look up Steve is giving him his undivided attention. It takes him all day, stopping and starting and getting water and fighting off the pull of the void. The only thing that keeps him going is the stars he sees in Steve's eyes.

When he's done, there's no room for the silence to build back up because Steve is cupping his face in his wide, warm palms and telling him how much he loves him, too.

In the end, Eddie never regains his voice entirely. He goes days, sometimes weeks without saying a word. A year in, when they've all accepted that Eddie will never be the same as he was, Robin invests in a handful of ASL books and drills them all in sign language until their fingers cramp.

Two years in, Steve and Eddie watch as the kids walk across the stage, all six of them flipping Principle Higgins the bird as they accept their diplomas. Eddie cheers so loud his throat aches the next day, telling them how proud he is of them even as their parents tell them off.

The year after that, Nancy confiscates one of his books and sends it to her friend in publishing, mailing him a generous publishing offer and a heartfelt letter that makes him cry. Steve holds him tight as they call Nancy to work out the details, his boyfriend talking into the phone for him as Eddie signs frantically.

Five and a half years after Eddie survived, Eddie's first book opens like this:

To the love of my life

Who hears me in my silence

And to myself

For filling the void with words

[authorhjk1]

Same as other like rv and dreamcatcher

Well this time it was the fromis_9 how will they react im their squirting and who is squirt like a fountain.

Saerom

"Oh my god."

Saerom's moan is barely a whisper. She can feel how you're rearranging her guts with every stroke. Her head rests on the kitchen counter while you pull her hips back whenever you thrust forward. At the beginning Saerom played with her pussy while you fucked her ass, but now she can't even do that. After another particular hard and deep thrust her eyes roll to the back of her head. She can feel it rising. That slow, steady build up.

Saerom's hands grip the edges of the counter. The pleasure suddenly overwhelms her and instead of screaming she can only let out weak moans.

"My ass is gonna cum."

You can barely hear her. The sounds of your hips meeting her ass fill the whole kitchen.

"I'm gonna-"

A loud shriek interrupts Saerom's warning and you have to hold onto her so she doesn't fall. Her whole body shakes and squirms. Her legs give out and she's barely hanging onto the counter. Your cock is buried deep inside her ass as Saerom starts to squirt. You can't see it since you're standing behind her, but you hear how her squirt hits the drawers underneath the counter. After a couple of moments, no more juices leave her body. But Saerom is still bent over the counter. Silent. And you can only see her twitch from time to time while you wait for her to regain her strength.

Hayoung

You just wanted to check up on Hayoung after she said she'd go practice three hours ago. But when you opened the door to the practice room, you were greeted by something you never expected to see. Hayoung on her knees, her top was missing, while she was sucking off her boyfriend.

"Hello manager-nim."

He said when he noticed you and Hayoung turned around. You expected her to be embarrassed or angry, basically anything except amused.

"A second cock. That's exactly what I need right now."

Half an hour later and you and her boyfriend are still sharing her. After she gave the both of you head, she got on all fours with her boyfriend fucking her from behind while Hayoung kept her lips wrapped around your cock. Eventually, you and her boyfriend changed positions.

You never thought you'd get the chance to actually fuck Hayoung. You never even expected her to be into this. But her tight pussy is now hugging your cock while she moans around her boyfriend's dick. You can tell how much it turns her on getting fucked by two men at once. She has been dripping for a while now, but when her boyfriend takes her face into his hands and starts to fuck her face, you feel her getting noticeably tighter.

While the two or you keep using Hayoung's body, she eventually climaxes. You're surprised by her squirting all over your cock. You didn't think she had it in her, but her juices push your cock out of her pussy and a big puddle of squirt forms underneath her. Hayoung's moans would've filled the room, if it wasn't for her boyfriend's cock in her mouth.

Gyuri

"Damn, Gyuri. How are you this pretty?"

Your girlfriend blushes at your compliment despite the fact you're balls deep inside her pussy. The two of you are standing in front of the mirror inside the bathroom of the restaurant you just ate at. Your eyes are glued to her face through the mirror, taking in how she bites her lip, how her eyebrows furrow when you hit the right spot, how her eyes open and close while she moans.

Gyuri always says she isn't into public sex and she always tries to get out of it when you get to touchy in public, but her body is always telling you the opposite. By now convincing her to have sex in a place like this has become your own kind of foreplay.

"You feel so good."

Gyuri murmurs, afraid that someone might hear the two of you if she talked louder. You could say the same though. Gyuri's thighs are pressed together, which doesn't just look amazing, but also automatically tightens her pussy. The both of you are close to your individual orgasms. And when you place on hand on her thighs to let it run along her smooth skin and the other on her top, cupping her breasts through the fabric, Gyuri reaches hers first.

You watch how your girlfriend climaxes through the mirror. She leans against you for support as her legs grow weaker. Gyuri is normally not someone who squirts, but when she's in public? Her body betrays her lips everytime. You see her juices run down her legs, some of it getting onto your hand. She isn't very loud either, but you love the little gasps and whines that escape Gyuri's lips.

Jiwon

Jiwon moans uncontrollably as you eat her out. She is always loud. Not just while she sings or participates in variety content. During sex you always have to make sure that no one is close by. You can't even count the noise complaints you got from your neighbors at this point.

"Oh my god, yes! More!"

Her cries echo through your whole apartment. You insert two of your fingers into her pussy as your tongue focuses on her clit. You know her pretty well by now and it won't take long if you continue what you're doing now. Your fingers inside her, your mouth glued to her clit. But what gets her going as well is your other hand. You reach upwards to cup one of her breasts.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"

Jiwon's head rolls back and you slowly move your hand down again. But instead of just letting it glide down her smooth skin, you slightly dig your fingers into her flesh. You soon feel goosebumps form on her skin as you slowly drag your hand from her chest across her midriff and down to her waist.

"Oh my god!"

Jiwon lets out a hiss at at the slight pain you dish out, before your fingers finally find her thigh. Your nails dig into her flesh even further as you continue your work on her pussy.

"I'm so close!"

She announces and you continue what you're doing, not wanting to disrupt her build up. A few moments later, Jiwon takes a hold of your head and pushes you deeper into her crotch. You seal her pussy with her mouth, knowing what comes next.

Jiwon squirts as much as she is loud. So much you can never take all of it. But you at least try. When she orgasms, her hips buck upwards and she squirts right into your mouth. It tastes like sugar water with a hint of apples which she probably ate earlier today. Her sweet taste makes you groan in bliss as you feel your mouth getting filled with her squirt. It soon leaks out between your lips and her pussy, dripping down your chin and landing on the couch she's lying on.

Jisun

Your first time with Jisun is turning out differently from what you expected. She isn't into very rough sex, but you already knew that. What you didn't know was that she loves to ride cock and that's exactly what she's doing right now. She bounces up and down on top of you. Her pussy glides along your length and her ponytail swings from side to side.

But it's not just the riding. It's also how wet Jisun actually is. And it's not just her normal juices. Jisun is literally creaming all over your cock. The white sticky substance kinda reminds you of your own cum, but a little more fluid as Jisun drenches your cock with even more of it. It feels amazing, her pussy smoothly sliding up and down your length.

Reaching up, you take her tits into your hands and start to play with them. Her head rolls back in pleasure when she feels you kneading her breasts and occasionally even pinching her nipples. It just makes her ride you faster and it seems like she's creaming even more now.

When Jisun suddenly comes to a hold, you feel her pussy contracting around your cock. Without any warning at all, Jisun orgasms on top of you. Her squirting on your cock makes you groan in pleasure, her own moans mixing with yours. Her squirt washes most of her cream away, but now your cock and your abdomen are coated in a thick layer of her juices.

Seoyeon

Seoyeon's eyes are wide open as you lean over her. She's lying on her back while you stand between her legs. You support your weight by placing both your hands on her tight midriff. Her toned stomach looks amazing, especially when it's glazed with your cum. But right now you're missing is to make Seoyeon cum.

Your cock keeps rubbing against her G-spot as you thrust into her again and again. Your hands pressing down on her stomach only add to her pleasure. You know it's wishful thinking, but it almost feels like you can feel your cock through her midriff.

"I love your body, Seoyeon. You're so tight."

You whisper into her ear, making her breath hitch in response. Her legs are wrapped around your waist and you feel her flexing her calves whenever you bottom out inside of her.

"Oppa..."

Seoyeon moans before biting her lip. Her hands reach for your arms and her eyes beg you to pick up the pace. As you do so, you watch her falling apart underneath you. People might think that this position is boring, but with Seoyeon it's your favorite. You can admire her toned body, her tits which are hidden underneath her top right now, her gorgeous face and, the best feature of them all, Seoyeon squirts in this position the easiest.

You can soon feel it coming. How her eyes close, her legs tighten around you as they pull you in even further. How her nails dig into your biceps. How her pussy threatens to suffocate your cock. How her stomach raises and falls as her breathing becomes shallow and quicker.

"Oppa..."

Another moan, but this time it's a warning. You burry your face in her neck, taking in her scent as you taste her sweat. When she starts to squirt, Seoyeon loses it. Her nails scratch your arms, adding to the marks she left this morning. Her juices try to push you out of her tight pussy, but her legs keep you in place. Your cock is drenched in her squirt within seconds, while she moans and gasps.

"Good girl."

You whisper into her neck as Seoyeon calms down.

Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung weakly shakes her head. Her hands push against your arm, trying to push your fingers out of her pussy, but you keep them where they belong.

"I'm gonna be gone for a week because of work. So we better get it all out of your system now."

She whines as you curl your fingers upwards. When you start to move them inside of her again, her hands hold onto her thighs. The towel she is lying on is already soaked. You've made her squirt three times in a row and it seems she doesn't have much more in her.

Chaeyoung arches her back when you pick up the pace. She is too tired to talk and her legs are constantly shaking. Another whine makes you smile and you can't help but admire how beautiful her full thighs look when they're coated in her glistening juices.

Since you have been working on her for a while, the next orgasm doesn't take that long. It feels like her body is just waiting to climax again.

"Come on, Chae. One last time."

You whisper into her ear, which makes a cold shudder run down her spine. Excitement, worry all of her emotions soon get replaced by pure pleasure. Instead of a cry, a loud mewl leaves her lips when Chaeyoung orgasms for the fourth time today. She's still squirting, ruining the towel and wetting your arm and hand, but it's not nearly as much as the first time. She loses control of her body as she just lies there, shaking and squirming as her high rushes through her.

As you watch, you stroke her hair lovingly while licking her squirt off your hand after removing it from between her legs.

Nagyung

"Keep going, baby."

You whisper into Nagyung's ear, before lowering your head to capture one of her nipples with your mouth.

The two of you were just enjoying breakfast on a warm Sunday morning, but Nagyung has been really horny lately. Now she's riding you, while you sit in your chair in the garden.

"Good girl."

You say, while she moans your name, her hands holding onto your shoulders. Your own were holding onto her waist, but are now moving down to grope her ass.

The two or you don't talk much, just enjoying the beautiful day and each other's bodies with the occasional moan here and there. You keep sucking on each of her tits, while Nagyung kisses the top of your head whenever she moves upwards. Her pussy swallows your cock again and again and you feel her wet lips glide along your length.

"Oppa..."

Nagyung eventually whines and you feel her movements become faster and less rhythmic. The harder she bounces in your lap, the louder her cheeks hit your thighs. That sound and her moans eventually drown out any other noises in the garden.

"I'm almost there."

She sighs and you give her butt a couple of squeezes while you keep enjoying her tits.

Soon, Nagyung orgasms. She falls into your lap, hugging you tight. A moment later she squirts all over your cock. She gets some of it on your shirt and abs as she twitches and squirms in your lap.

"Oppa..."

She moans and you hold her in place, until she finally calms down.

Jiheon

"I read on Reddit that a woman's orgasm is three times stronger during anal."

That was Jiheon's excuse for the two of you to try it for the first time. You've never done it before and you both made sure to prepare properly.

"Are you okay?"

You lean down a little, but that only makes your cock go even deeper into her ass. Jiheon lets out another groan. She's on all fours on the bed while you kneel behind her. Half of your cock is buried inside her ass.

"I'm fine."

You hear her breathing a little heavier when you resume thrusting in and out of her. Everytime Jiheon groans you can't tell if it's because of pain or pleasure. These aren't her usual moans or whines. They are more raw, more unfiltered, more primal.

"I'm gonna try to fit all of it in now."

"Yes."

She nods as she approves.

Your girlfriend becomes a stuttering mess as you move to bottom out inside her ass. It's way tighter than her pussy and you have to keep a tight grip on her butt cheeks, afraid you'd otherwise get overwhelmed by pleasure.

"Oh my god. Oh my god."

Jiheon moans and you don't move, your cock as deep inside of her ass as possible. You watch her upper body slowly sinking into the mattress. Her arms aren't supporting her anymore. Her left is now just stretched out on the sheets, while the other's hand reaches for her pussy.

"Keep going."

You start to fuck Jiheon's ass hole just like you'd fuck her pussy. A little less rough of course, but still at a normal pace. Her puckered hole around your shaft just feels amazing. You can't describe it, but you can tell that Jiheon is experiencing equal amounts of pleasure. Her moans become louder and louder and after a couple of minutes, your girlfriend already reaches her orgasm.

Her other hand falls to the mattress as well as she climaxes. She loses control over her body and a moment later, Jiheon squirts like a waterfall. You didn't expect this at all and so, after only a couple of seconds, the entire bed is soaking wet. Jiheon's whole body is now slowly sinking into the sheets as if she is losing consciousness.

"Jiheon?"

You lean over to check up on her. Her eyes are only half open and are rolled to the back of her head. Her mouth is slightly open, her lips curved upwards in a dumb smile, her tongue peaking out. Did you just melt your girlfriend's brain?

[darkbluekies]

Silas & King Edmund drabbles: stealing their darling during the intermission

Yandere!mafia oc x reader & yandere!king x fem reader

Warnings: chloroform, kidnapping, forced sumbission?

Silas:

The act is being played out right in front of him, the actor's gliding across the stage in their colorful clothes. But he's not watching them. He's watching you. Sitting in the row beneath him, chuckling for yourself every time the actors play a joke. Even in the darkness he can see your shoulders move with every laugh, and he has to restrain from reaching forward and grabbing you.

No. Not yet.

Two minutes left until the break, until everything goes dark and the curtain fall in preperations of act two. But he won't be here to see it. And neither will you.

He nudges his second in command, signaling for him to take out the prepared tools. His second in command takes out a small bottle and removes the handkerchief from his suit jacket. Silas pours the liquid onto the fabric. He waits.

The second the lights go out, he's there, leaning forward, quick as the night, and grabs you. You gasp out before you can scream. He shoves the handkerchief over your face, hoping to aim right in the darkness. Silas can feel you squirm under his hands, your body jerking,

Shh, he wants to whisper, but doesn't want anyone else in the theater hear him. Just let it happen. You're doing so good for me. Just breathe in, just let me have you.

It doesn't take long before it all dies down. Silas doesn't let go of you. One hand remains on your shoulder to make sure you don't fall forward. The other gives back the handkerchief to SIC.

No one sees him move through the darkenss to the row below and pick you up. No one sees him and his second in command leave. No one notices that when act two begins, there are three less people in the audience.

King Edmund:

He watches oh, so closely. His binoculars burned into his eye sockets. You're a delight on stage, someone that he enjoys watching more than anything. He watches everything you do, putting aside more important plans just to watch you.

He's been planning it for a while, a wishful thinking that took root and became a need, he's going to take you tonight. As the curtains fall and you retreat backstage for a little break, he's going to take you. At first he wondered if he should ask you, but what would he do if you deny him? If you rejected him?

No. Better to take you right away. That way you won't be able to hurt his pride. No one rejects him. And you are not going to be the first one.

Two minutes before the curtains fall, Edmund moves quickly from the royal balcony, two guards with him. He sneaks backstage and watch how the curtains fall from the inside, seeing you stand in front of them for a few seconds, catching your breath. That's when he does it. He runs forward, grabbing you. One hand on your waist, pressing you to him, the other over your mouth, muffling your screams.

But you can't fight him forever. You're already exhausted from the two hour performance, you barely have any energy left. He feels prideful when you no longer have the energy to fight him, becoming submissive in his suffocating hold. As you should.

"That's it", Edmund whispers in your ear as your body starts to calm down. "That's a good girl. There's no use in fighting me. You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm not going to hurt you. Let's get you where you belong."

[r-aindr0p]

Omg I love your art so much, it's delicious!! ✨️

May I please request art of church leona and ace, being absolutely done with Rollo and knowing full well that he's obviously hiding something. Also I would really like to see cater too...

Tysm for existing and for your fun art!

Eeee happy the food's appreciated ✨️ And well see, Ace doesn't really notice the small hints abour Rollo having a vampire under his roof. However ! He's done with Leona. Mf does nothing and he's in the hunter squad while he's working his ass off ?? Oh he's fuming.

It's a glare zigzag everyone's glaring at someone else.

And cay-cay !! Do come and chit chat, the water's a bit ah, murky... But it's nice !