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gold-dustwomxn · 1 year ago

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part 4

summary: after sudden attacks on women around town, you take a self defense class. ellie, your long standing crush is the instructor

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

cw: violence, alcohol consumption, smoking weed, smut mdni!!!!

oral (e receiving), strap (r receiving)

angst fluff and smut

a loud chiming paired with vibrations has you jumping up, hand pressed flat against your racing heart. your rude alarm blares into your ear as you groan into your pillow. shit never fails to scare you half to death time every single time. as you lay in your bed and wipe away the sleep from your eyes, your mind floods with ellie ellie ellie. you’ve been with her practically everyday and you can’t seem to get enough of her. she’s the first thing on your mind when you wake up, and the last thing on your mind before you fall asleep.

ellie🌿🗡️: Morning babe. I hope you have a good day. Try to pay attention in class instead of texting me. I’ll see you later🖤

me: good morninggg💗 i’ll try my best for u 🫡 try not to get injured at work again

you giggle and feel those butterflies in your stomach again. it’s pathetic how giddy she makes you feel from a simple text.

dina🤍: are u and ellie coming to the party tonight? istg if u say no

me: uggh idk. u know I hate those college parties

dina🤍: cmonnn u guys never come out. youve both been holed up in a lesbian fuck fest for like 2 weeks straight

me: LMAO stfu. fine I’ll ask ellie if she wants to go

ellie grudgingly agrees to go to said party for your sake, and because she’s been neglecting her friendship with jesse just a little bit— too preoccupied with wanting to spend as much time as possible with you, and you her.

she decides she’ll stay sober for the night so she can drive and keep an eye on you. as you walk into the party hand in hand, you’re flooded with an overwhelming stench of alcohol and weed, strobing lights and music so loud that you feel the bass thumping in your chest. it’s too fucking crowded and hot. you need a drink to loosen up.

“well, well, well, would you look at who the cat dragged in.” jesse smirks at the two of you, receiving a double eye roll from both you and ellie. “who the fuck speaks like that anymore jesse?” ellie says with a laugh. “just good to see you alive in the flesh and all.” dina giggles and attacks you with a warm hug.

she steals your attention away from ellie, fiddling with your shirt with a goofy smirk. you laugh and narrow your eyes, “what is it?” dina leans in closer to whisper, “so, what’s the deal with you two.. are you official yet?”

you look at ellie to make sure she isn’t watching and whisper, “no, we haven’t.. labeled anything? I don’t know.. I mean, I do wanna make it official, but I don’t wanna scare her away, you know? kinda just letting it play out and see what happens.”

she looks at you, unamused. “stop being a pussy, you guys have been in love with each other for years. It’s not like she’s some random girl that you just met.” you roll your eyes, “relaxxx, it’ll happen when it happens.” dina laughs and shakes her head, “whatever you say. I need another drink.”

as she walks over to mix a gross concoction of god knows what, your eyes drift back to ellie who is preoccupied, deep in conversation with jesse. your eyes wander over every inch of her, biting your lip. her muscles are pulled taut against her flannel, jeans tight around her thighs, intoxicating green eyes glowing from the flashing lights in the room. one drink has you so fucking horny, it’s ridiculous.

ellie catches you staring and raises an eyebrow, “you good, babe?” she chuckles. you look away, trying to save face. “yup, I’m feeling good. can you come with me to the bathroom?” she nods with no hesitation, innocently thinking that you just want her to stick close by.

as soon as the door closes, you pull her tightly against you by the loopholes of her jeans and slam your lips into hers. she freezes for a moment, caught off guard, but quickly catches up, slipping her tongue into your mouth with a groan and sliding her hands down to squeeze your ass.

she then tugs at your hair, pulling your head back, breathless and takes a look at your glossy eyes, and down at your swollen lips. “what do you think you’re doing, huh?” she rasps out, smirking. you lean in, placing wet, needy kisses on her neck, pawing and squeezing at her biceps, “I wanna go down on you so bad right now.” you practically whine in her ear.

she chuckles, “right now? in here?” she looks around the bathroom, scrunching up her face. “we’ve been here for like a half hour, babe.”

you cup her through her jeans, watching her breath get heavy, “c’mon, don’t you wanna feel my mouth on you?” you pout.

she removes your hand and pulls you tight against her, brushing your hair to the side, placing a kiss on your neck. you whimper as she licks a slow stripe up to the sweet spot behind you ear, giving it a small suck.

“you’re gonna be a good girl for me and wait until later.” she whispers into the shell of your ear, making you shudder. you mentally curse her for having more self control than you, while ellie mentally curses herself because she’s horny as fuck now, but loves teasing you. “ugh, fine, ellie.” she chuckles and pats your cheek, leaning in to give you one more lingering kiss.

dina being dina convinces you to take multiple shots of tequila with her while ellie stands with jesse watching the both of you dance, laughing in amusement at the two of you.

as the night goes on, you start to stumble. ellie grabs onto you, “hey, baby, I think it’s time you lay off the drinks now, huh?” she chuckles at you. you wrap your arms around her neck and nod, “mhmm, I’m getting tired. can we leave soon?” you slur out. she nods, wrapping her arms around your waist, “yeah, we can go now.”

after you say your goodbyes to dina and jesse, you walk behind ellie, trying to make your way through the sea of bodies to head out.

all of a sudden, you feel a hand squeeze your ass and you gasp, stumbling into ellie. you turn around and see a guy grinning, reeking of booze. “don’t fucking touch me!”

ellie turns around and takes in the scene, her face morphing into one of rage. she places you behind her and shoves him hard against his chest. “back the fuck up,” she grits out.

he laughs mockingly. “oh, what, is this your bitch?” time seems to stop for a moment, a chill traveling down your spine as you watch her face drop, making you suddenly feel stone cold sober.

ellie punches him square in the face, making him stumble back. people begin to move out the way, circling them, whooping and hollering as if it’s a fucking show.

he lunges at her, trying to hit back. she catches his wrist and twists his arm, as she elbows him in the face, making him fall down and grab his now seemingly broken nose.

your jaw drops as you watch ellie climb on top of him, knee to his chest as she throws punch after punch. “ellie! stop!” she doesn’t hear you, doesn’t even seem to be present in her own body.

jesse hears the commotion and runs into the room. he grabs ellie, trying to pull her off of him “ellie, stop! you got him! you’re gonna get arrested if you don’t stop!”

ellie stands up, chest heaving as she flexes and shakes out her aching hand, knuckles bloody. she looks at you, her gaze softening with guilt as she takes in your upset demeanor.

you look around at all of the people staring, and grab ellie’s arm. “c’mon, we’re leaving. now.” she looks at you as you swiftly walk ahead of her to her car. “I’m sorry-“

you cut her off, “ellie, what the fuck?! you can’t just go around beating the shit out of people like that.”

she huffs and throws her arms up in the air defensively, looking as if she was about to speak, but stops herself.

“you looked like you were gonna kill him.”

she scoffs “I wasn’t gonna kill him.” you turn to look at her, “well, if jesse hadn’t been able to stop you, who knows what would’ve happened.”

she looks down at her tattoo and rubs the skin, “guys like him need to learn that they can’t get away with shit like that! and... and seeing him look so fucking proud of himself… looking at you like you were a piece of fucking meat.”

you observe her digging her nails into her tattoo and realize where her mind is drifting off to. you stop walking and grab her face, speaking softly. “look at me. I’m safe and you’re safe. I understand that you wanna protect me, but you can’t lose it like that, okay? you need to learn to walk away unless it’s absolutely necessary. I don’t want you getting into trouble.”

she looks between your eyes and nods, grabbing gently onto one of your wrists. “okay. I’m sorry,” she whispers.

“It’s over now. everything’s okay.” you nod at her slowly and lean in to peck her lips. “c’mon, let’s go back to your place so I can clean you up.”

“you don’t have to-“ you cut her off with a semi-serious glare and she nods.

on the drive home, she rubs your thigh softly and takes small glances at you. she chews on her bottom lip anxiously, thinking about how you’re able to ground her. her chest tightens with shame— you shouldn’t have to deal with her issues.

ellie stands between your legs as you sit on top of the sink, cleaning her knuckles gently with deep concentration. she watches you and thinks about how she’s falling for you, hard. she’s never felt this way about someone before and she’d be lying if she said it didn’t scare her a little. her thoughts are interrupted as you finish and kiss the inside of her wrist. she gives you a soft smile when you look up at her and leans in to kiss you, “thanks, babe.”

ellie plucks away at her guitar as she smokes a joint while you lay there sipping on water and watch her in comfortable silence. unbeknownst to you, her mind races, picturing the look on your face after she basically bashed that guys face in.

she doesn’t think she deserves someone good and sweet like you. the idea of letting you go fucking crushes her, but it’s better to let you decide if you wanna end things now before the two of you get more serious, as if you’re both not in deep already.

she takes a hit of her joint and places her guitar to the side, laying a shaky palm on your thigh. “hey... I’m sorry about earlier.” you shake your head, “it’s okay, I promise. I’m not upset anymore.”

she looks down for a moment before looking back at you, “it’s just... you don’t deserve to have to deal with my bullshit. I understand if you don’t wanna… do this anymore.” she gestures between the two of you and fidgets nervously with her fingers.

you sit up quickly and grab her hand, stroking her knuckles. “is that what you want?” she looks at your teary eyes and shakes her head immediately. “no, no, it’s not what I want. but I want you to do what’s best for you.”

“ellie, I really like you. I’m not afraid of baggage, you don’t have to push me away.”

she looks at you, unconvinced. “I’m a fucking mess, ___. I don’t know if you’ve picked up on it yet, but I’m not the easiest person to be around sometimes.”

“and you know what’s best for me?”

“no, I’m not saying that. I just-” she throws her hands up, trying to figure out how to convey what she’s feeling.

“you’re not some broken, cold hearted person, ellie. I can decide for myself what’s good for me. you’re good for me.”

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” she whispers, eyes tearing up.

you inch closer to her on your hands and knees and give her a soft, lingering kiss.

“then, don’t.” you whisper against her lips and pull back.

she looks back at you in silence for a few moments in a daze, completely enamored with you.

you give her a teary smile and let your words settle in for her, “plus, it’s kinda hot seeing you like that. you still haven’t taught me more self defense moves like you said you would, you know.” you laugh trying to make her feel better. she lets out a weak chuckle and shakes her head.

“no, but seriously,” you place your palm on her cheek to keep eye contact, making sure she takes in your sincerity, “I lo- like you.. a lot and I wanna be with you, okay? we all have our issues. you’ll have to stick around if you wanna see mine,” you smile. ellie’s ears perk up, wondering if she was just imagining that you almost said you love her. she chuckles and nods, “okay,” she whispers, “so does this mean you wanna be my girlfriend then?”

you look at her in mock offense, “is that how you’re gonna ask me?”

she laughs, “okay, okay.” she clears her throat and straightens out her back. “___, would you like to be my girlfriend?”

you can’t help but laugh at her attempt to be serious. “yeah, I’ll be your girl.”

she gives you a wide grin and cups your face, giving you a passionate kiss.

you both pull away breathless. “you know.. I think we should consummate this relationship.”

she laughs and raises an eyebrow, “oh yeah? and how’s that?”

“well.. for one, I didn’t get to do what I wanted to earlier.”

“mhmm, you are right about that. go ahead baby.”

as ellie lays on her back, you kiss along her stomach down her v-line to her inner thighs, each kiss making her muscles tense up.

“c’mon, enough teasing.” she huffs, breath heavy with glossy eyes.

you shake your head in defiance and she grabs onto your jaw. “be good.” she says sternly, but strokes your cheek gently with her thumb.

she watches you lick a stripe up her wet folds and her eyes roll back, letting out a shaky breath.

“s-stick your tongue out, baby.”

you flatten your tongue and she takes a fistful of your hair, slowly bucking her hips against your face. “jesus.. fuck. love your fucking mouth so much.”

looking up at her with doe eyes, you moan, and she grunts, “s-so perfect for me. making me feel so good, baby.”

you bob your head up and down with her thrusts, and suck hard on her clit, making her whimper unwillingly. “oh fuuuuck. good fucking girl, don’t stop.”

she grips your hair tighter and grinds faster against your face, head falling back into the pillows and swallowing hard. “gonna cum.. fuck!”

finally her body seizes up, her hole clenching around your tongue as her arousal seeps into your mouth. “holy fuck.” she breathes out shakily. “fuckin-“ she grunts, “swallow all of it.” she holds your head in place, rocking slowly as you happily lap up every inch of her cum. “yeah.. good girl.” you pull back and brush your fingers over her thighs with a love drunk smile.

she pants and looks down at you with furrowed brows, swiping her thumb across your glossy lips, spreading around her slick and your saliva before sticking her thumb into your mouth. you suck on it and she closes her eyes, sighing.

you climb on top of her, kissing her deeply, both of you moaning into the kiss. “wait,” she pulls back.

“what?” you whine at the loss of her lips against yours.

she chuckles and sits up, opening her nightstand drawer and pulls out a box. “how would you feel if I used this on you?”

you examine the unopened box and your eyes widen when you see what’s inside, making your thighs squeeze together. “yeah-yes.” you stutter.

she laughs and traps you with her legs to flip you on your back, “yes, what?”

you yelp and giggle, “you can use it on me.” she grins and leans in to kiss you.

after ellie coaxes multiple orgasms out of you with her mouth and fingers, she gets up to grab the strap, adjusting the harness around her. “okay, you sure you want it?”

you swallow hard in nervousness and excitement. “y-yeah I want it. just go slow.”

she leans down and gives you a soft kiss. “of course, baby.”

ellie lubes up the dildo and strokes the shaft before settling between your shaky legs, giving them small kisses. “you nervous?” you nod, “mhm, a little.”

she caresses your thighs and gives them gentle squeezes, “it’s okay, I’ll be gentle and if you want me to stop just tell me, okay?” you nod, “okay.”

as she slides the strap up and down your folds, you let out a whimper and spread your legs further apart. she has to bite down hard on her lip to hold back a moan.

“you ready?”

“yeah,” your breath gets heavier in anticipation.

she slowly inches her way in while rubbing small circles on your clit, eyes focused on your face. when your eyes start to tear up, she leans down and peppers soft kisses all over your face. “you’re doing so good for me, baby.”

as she bottoms out, you both moan in unison. “you okay?”

“y-yes, you can move.”

ellie starts out with a slow pace, rolling her hips into you, gradually going deeper and harder with each thrust. she feels her own arousal pooling as she watches your face twist in pleasure and the view of your cunt sucking her in.

“fuck, ellie, g-go faster please,” you moan out. ellie smirks at your words, "my pleasure, sweet girl."

she wraps your legs around her waist and starts to increase the pace and vigor of her thrusts, pounding into you hard and fast. you can feel every inch of her as she slides in and out of you, filling you up with such intensity that has you moaning uncontrollably. she groans “you look so fucking good like this,” leaning down to kiss you messily, panting into each other mouths.

she watches you with heavy lids, drunk off of the sounds of your moans and the wet sounds of your cunt. “feels good, pretty girl?”

“mmph. so good, ellie. so good.”

as she starts to increase her pace even more, you grip onto her shoulders tightly, pulling her chest to yours, sinking your nails into her skin.

“taking me s-so fucking well baby, knew you could do it.” she feels herself getting lost in her own pleasure as the base of the strap bumps against her clit just right.

your body starts to tremble against hers, with ellie having to work harder to thrust in and out of you, your moans turning into high-pitched whimpers, and she knows you’re close.

“el-ellie! fuck, I’m gonna-” she holds onto you tightly and watches you as you slip into ecstasy, and can’t help but moan herself. she thinks you’re absolutely breathtaking like this. and that view alone is enough to make her eyes roll back, triggering her own orgasm. her hips sputter as she slaps into you, leaning down to kiss you sloppily.

she lifts her head and lets out ragged breaths, her eyes glazed over, “you did so good for me, baby.” she kisses your forehead gently.

leaning on her elbows, she stares down at you, eyes mapping out every inch of your face, completely infatuated.

“I lo-“ she stops herself, it’s too early to say I love you. or is it? you’ve known each other for years, and she could’ve sworn you almost said it earlier. she decides against it, not wanting to ruin the moment.

you run your hand through her hair and brush your nose against hers, “say it,” you whisper. she looks between your eyes and swallows thickly.

“I love you,” she whispers shakily.

you lift your head, slotting your lips against hers in a slow, passionate kiss.

“I love you, too.”

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yelenasdiary · 2 years ago

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21 Questions || Attention to Detail

Pairing: FBI! Wanda Maximoff x Mafia Boss! Reader

Summary: Agent Maximoff has always been great at her job and reading people. After solving a rather difficult case with co-worker, Agent Romanoff, Wanda took a vacation to Greece, where she met Y/n, who was also taking a vacation from work. A little fun never hurt anybody, right?

Top! Wanda, Bottom! Reader, Mommy Kink, Reader has a penis, protected sex, oral (both receiving), slight degradation.

Notes: Flashbacks and/or memories are italic & have “~” before and after.

AC: Just want to give a H U G E thank you to @daddynattt for helping me with this chapter, you can all thank her for Wanda giving you mind blowing (literally) head.

21 Questions Masterlist

"Sorry about that" you smiled as you entered the meeting room and took a seat at the end of the table. You tried to keep your eyes from staring a little too long at the agent you thought was a high school teacher. "A-are you sure it's him?" you asked, looking at agent Romanoff. The red head nodded while she took in your body language, "we understand you were young when he went missing but we'd like to ask you a few questions. Anything you can remember about him can help the investigation" she explained.

"Investigation?" you frowned, "he was murdered?"

"Yes, we're sorry. We are still determining cause of death but from the skeletal remains, it was very clear he was murdered" Natasha replied in a soft but caring tone.

"I'm sorry, skeletal? I haven't seen my father since I was 14, not a single word and now you're telling me he's dead and he's a skeleton"

"We understand this is a difficult time right now and we're sorry that we don't have a lot of news to tell you. Once we know more, you will be the first to know" Wanda inserted herself. You looked at her for a brief moment and nodded, "well, if there anything I can to help. What can I tell you?" you asked, now looking between the two women.

"We will try to make this as easy as possible" Natasha replied as she took out her note pad. You felt the burning of Wanda's stare, it was clear to you that she hadn't told her co-worker that she knew you. "Do you remember the last time you saw your father?" Natasha asked, her pen ready to dot down any words that would leave your lips.

You took a deep breath in as you thought back to the last time you saw your father, not a pleasant memory but it was all that came to mind. "Uhm, I had just gotten home from school and he was arguing with somebody over the phone. I remember going straight to the kitchen to grab a snack. We had a personal chef at the time so I spent some time in kitchen waiting" you explained, your eyes dropped to the glass of water in front of you that Kate had kindly left.

"Do you know who he was on the phone too or what the argument was about?" Wanda asked, leaning forward slightly.

"It was always about money. He never really seemed to have time for me, or my mother for that matter. So I guess, growing up I learnt to ignore the arguing that came from his office but I always knew it was about money or business. I don't know if he was talking this person, but he said the name Arthur very aggressively before he hung up"

"That's great, names are good. Uh, I'm sorry to bring this up but your mother, she passed away in a very short time before your father went missing. How was he dealing with that?" Agent Romanoff questioned as she finished writing a sentence on her note pad. Wanda noticed the way you slowly looked up at Natasha, slightly chewing on your bottom lip from the inside and how you shifted slightly in your seat.

"I don't know" you replied, looking directly at Natasha. "He never showed any sort of grief from what I can remember" you added. Wanda saw how uncomfortable you seemed on the topic of your mother; you reached for your glass of water and took a sip as agent Romanoff took more notes on your answer. "Before your father went missing, he had some issues with Senator Benjamin Arthur and again, we understand you were young at the time but if there is anything you can remember about anybody hanging around the house or maybe you were approached by a stranger? Anything can help a lot" Natasha asked as she looked up at you.

Your eyes looked between the agents once more before you shook your head, "I'm sorry, I don't remember anything. My father's business was exactly that, his business. I went to school, I came home, I did my homework and if he was having a good day, we'd go get pancakes or ice cream before dinner. He barely ever treated me like his child and when he did" you paused and let your eyes drop to a spot on the table in front of you. Silence filled the room for a moment as you gathered your thoughts, both agents trained to watch your body language and anything that might seem a little odd to them. "When he did, it was one of the best days I'd have in a while" you finally spoke, slowly looking up at the two women.

"Thank you for your time, Y/n. We'll let you have some space but please, if there is anything that comes to mind about your father that may be helpful, here are our cards. Call us anytime" Natasha replied with a soft but warm smile as she handed you her card with her details on it, Wanda slid hers across to you before both agents stood them their seats. "I'll be sure to let you know, thank you for coming up. I'm sorry if I wasn't much help" you replied as you also stood from your seat, "Kate will escort you out" you added giving them a light smile before sending Kate a slight nod through the glass window.

You watched as the agents were led to the elevator before you made your way back to your office where Kate shortly ended, closing the door behind her. "Everything okay?" she asked, seeing the troubling look on your face as you downed a mouthful of whisky, almost slamming your glass on your desk.

"They found him" you looked up at your best friend.

"Are you sure?" Kate walked up to the two leather seats in front of your desk, making herself comfortable as you began to pour you both a glass, sliding it to her, nodding. "They're investigating" you muttered before downing your drink once more.

"Shit" Kate gasps before she sips her drink, "are you okay?" she asked.

"Can you lock up this evening? There's something I need to do, I need to talk to Pa, I need to tell him" You replied. Kate shook her head, "of course, anything you need I'm here"

With Kate's word, you gathered your things and gave her a hug before leaving. You dreaded telling your grandfather that his only son was finally found after 13 years, although you always suspected he knew that your father was either dead or never returning. As for you, you weren't sure how to feel. Part of you felt relief, closure even but another part of you felt anger, sadness.

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Wanda and Natasha returned to their office, both debriefing the crime scene and the notes Natasha took from your answers. New evidence and test results had come back in their absence, fingerprints from the set of keys belonged to the Senator, Benjamin Arthur and forensics were able to find the rest of your father's skull.

Before going to pay to the now retired Senator, Benjamin, Natasha and Wanda spent most of the afternoon looking over the crime scene photos, evidence and taking a fresh, closer look at the old evidence and case file.

"We have to question Sergei's father, Pavel. He was the last one to see Sergei alive" Natasha breaks the deep silence between the two. Wanda ran her fingers through her hair as she looked up at her co-worker and nodded. Her mind unable to shake you as she tried to process the shook of seeing you. "Yeah, I agree. Tomorrow we'll go see Benjamin" she replied, closing the case file in front of her.

--Later That Evening—

Music from your playlist played softly in the background as you checked the roast dinner you were making, tossing the vegetables to ensure they were cooking all the way through. A soft knock at your door made you pause the current song, and placing the roast back in the oven, wiping your hands on your apron before answering the door.

"Agent Maximoff, this is a surprise" you greeted the woman.

"We need to talk" she replied, sternly.

"You're just in time, dinner isn't too far off" you open your door wider for the agent to enter your home. She walked in slowly, the smell of your dinner welcoming her better than you had. "Can I get you a drink?" you asked, walking ahead of her and returning back to the kitchen.

"I'm not here as friend" Wanda replied, watching you tidy up the island in front of you. "We have to talk about Gr-"

"No" you looked up at her and shook your head, "We'll talk about it over dinner. You owe me that much" you added, not breaking eye contact. A moment of silence was shared between the two of you before Wanda gave you a light nod, "okay. Dinner that is all"

"Just dinner" you turned on your heels, grabbing a clean glass from the cupboard, "A drink?" you asked.

"Water will be fine, thank you" Wanda's eyes traveled around your kitchen, allowing herself to take in the way your home looked. If the situation were different, she would've complemented your taste in art and the beautiful red oak kitchen island that was littered with the mess of your cooking. She watched as you handed her a glass of water before returning your attention to the vegetables that were on the stove.

"You can take your coat off if you'd like" you spoke, feeling her eyes watching you.

"I'm fine" Wanda replied before taking a mouthful of water. You grabbed two plates and some cutlery before turning around to face the agent, you smiled softly. "Another ten minutes and it should be ready, I'll just set the table. Do you want a tour?" you asked.

Wanda shook her head lightly, "I just came here to talk. The quicker we can do that, the quicker we can move forward"

"What is there to move forward from, tell me" You walked by her, placing the plates on the table. Wanda followed behind you, "you know exactly what I'm talking about" she replied as you pulled a chair out for her.

"You'll have to refresh my mind, I just had some terrible news today, so things aren't exactly great"

"So, it was terrible" Wanda raised a brow, pulling out the other chair and taking a seat.

"My father was found, dead and confirmed to have been murdered. I'm not exactly cheerful about it"

"You had me fooled" Wanda looked up at you, her eyes followed you as you returned to the kitchen, turning off the oven and stove. "My father wasn't the best man so forgive me for not being overly hysterical about it" you looked across the room to her, "besides, your off duty, right? Let's not talk about my father. Would you like gravy?" you added. The woman nodded, brushing your comment off.

Silence once again filled the room as you dished up the roaster dinner, kindly placing the food in the center of the table for you both to help yourselves before taking a seat across from Wanda. "It looks lovely, thank you" Wanda broke the silence, she was never raised to have bad table manners and not that she wanted to truly let you know but she hadn't eaten all day and the smell of the feed you made only made her more hungry, grateful that you forced her to stay for dinner.

"You have a fancy role for a high school teacher"

"How was I supposed to know that I'd come and see you? You were just a stranger in a bar that" she stopped herself some saying anything more.

"That what? Had sex with?" You finished her sentence, her eyes dropped to the plate of food in front of her, tossing a carrot back and forth with her fork. "I didn't mean it like that" she replied, "my co-worker, agent Romanoff, she can't know. Nobody can. I know we slept together before all of this, but they won't see it like that. I should've told my boss the moment I saw you that I shouldn't be working your father's case."

"Then why didn't you?" you asked. Wanda slowly looked back up at you, unable to answer. "You think it about, don't you? That night, you and I" you lent back in your chair while Wanda sat in silence, "tell me it plays on your mind" you added.

"I should go. I'm sorry" Wanda stood from her seat, you quickly did the same and followed the woman to the front door. "Don't go" you gently grabbed her arm, "it's okay" you added when she looked at you once more. She shook her head, "it's unprofessional" she replied softly.

You couldn't help yourself, brushing a lock of her long brown hair gently behind her ear, "I think about it too" you said in an almost whisper, wanting nothing more than to feel your lips on her skin again. "We can't" she stepped back, her back up against your front door. You stepped closer to her, gently placing your hands on her hips, your eyes flickering to her plump lips. "I can't get you off my mind, the things we did, the way you were" you paused, leaning slightly forward until your lips connected with the naked skin of her neck. Without control, Wanda lifted her head up, giving you more access, letting out a soft moan as you kissed up to her jaw.

"Please, I need you" you whispered, kissing her cheek before pausing your movements to look at her lips, "nobody has to know, I promise" you added. Her lips never looked more kissable then right now, running her tongue over them as she brought her hands up to your face, cupping you gently. "Nobody" she repeated, you nodded, "not a soul" you assured her before crashing your lips onto hers.

Wanda kissed you back with hunger, filling your mouth with her tongue while you lifted her up, allowing her to wrap her legs around your waist, never breaking the deep kiss as you carried her to your bedroom.

"You're so sweet darling" Wanda smiled against your lips as you laid her gently on your bed before she flipped the two of you over, straddling your waist while looking down at you. "Do you always think you're in control?" she asked, chewing at her bottom lip. Her hands running down your clothed chest, smirking at you before she ripped your shirt open. You shook your head, "use your words, tell me. Do you always think you're in control?" she asked you once more as she began to unbutton her shirt, one by one.

"No" you replied, watching the way her hands moved quickly from button to button. "Yes, what?" she frowned before pulling her work shirt off and throwing it to the floor then unclasping her bra. "No, mommy" you smirked when she looked at you once more. When she looked into your eyes, she completely forgot how unprofessional and wrong this was, but the memories of how she had you eating out of the palm of her hand in Greece were enough to keep the guilt from flushing in.

Wanda smiled softly as she crawled off you and completely removed her pants along with her panties, throwing them both on top of her shirt before crawling back on top of you, undoing the belt from your waist. "Hands out" she looked up at you with a light smirk. She didn't need to ask twice; you placed your hands out in front of you ready for Wanda to use your belt to tie your wrists together. "Keep them above your head, can you do that for mommy?" she asked, placing your wrists above your head as you nodded, "yes mommy, just want to be your good girl" you replied while she hoovered above you.

"Oh, baby, you're such a good girl for me" she kissed your lips softly, "mommy is going to use this pretty mouth of yours and you're going to keep those hands still, no touching. Do you understand?" She leant back, straddling your waist once more, waiting for your answer.

"Just wanna please you mommy, I'll be good" you replied, completely breaking for her. Not even assumed to show this woman who you barely knew, a whole side of you that nobody else ever saw.

"That's a good girl" Wanda smiled before moving up your body, her legs resting on either side of your face giving you the perfect view of her glistening pussy. Her warm scent made you crave her even more than before, you watched as she lowered herself on your lips, letting out a moan as you began to twirl your tongue around her clit. "That's right baby, show mommy how good you want to be for her, let mommy cum all over your tongue" her words were muffled as you continued to eat her out.

Every now and then dipping your tongue into her hole just to hear her moan, to feel her grip on your hair tighten. "Mm, baby, you're going to make mommy cum, keep going!" she moaned before she began to ride your face, her free hand toying with her hardened nipples while her other hand stayed running through your hair for support. With every moan, Wanda moved faster, grinding against your tongue, pinching her nipples harder, gripping your hair tighter as her moans got louder. "F-fuck baby, I'm cumming!" she moaned once more before letting her orgasm take its cause.

That didn't stop you, you continued to lap at her wet folds until she removed herself from your lips. "Somebody was hungry" she smirked before kissing your cum covered lips, cleaning herself off of them before biting your bottom lip. "Mommy, please, m' so hard" you looked at her. Your cock begging to be released from your boxers as your bulge had grown bigger by the second.

"Awh, baby, is this all for me?" Wanda bit her bottom lip as she sat beside you, running her hand up your leg and brushing over your bulge. You nodded with need, "only you get me this hard" you admitted as you heard her unzip your flyer. "Since you were so good for mommy, how about I give you a little treat, mm? Mommy will make it all better" Wanda replied before helping herself to remove your pants and pulling your boxers down passed your knees, letting your cock spring free.

You kept your hands above your head and watched as Wanda grabbed your length with one hand, a soft moan left your lips at her touch. She teasingly stroked you while looking up at you, your eyes closed as you grew harder at her touch. "Do you want mommy to suck you off? Wanna feel my mouth wrapped around your cock?" You couldn't stop the needy whimper from tumbling out of your mouth, nodding your head yes as you opened your eyes to see her making her way onto her knees in front of you. "Please mommy! I want your mouth" Wanda smirks at the neediness of your tone, she's got you right where she wants you.

"Shh, mommy will take care of you, stay still and look pretty while I make you feel good"

Your body instantly jerks as you feel her mouth wrap itself around your tip, your pre-cum causing Wanda to moan around you making you let out a moan as well. The feel of her warm mouth feels like heaven, it feels like nothing you have ever felt before, and you're scared that you may not last too long.

"Fuck.. your mouth feels so good" she takes her time, teasing you as she softly sucks on your tip while looking up at you with hungry eyes. "Mommy please.." She smiles around you and slowly takes you deeper, moving her mouth lower while maintaining eye contact with you, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

"Oh God.. I'm not sure how much longer I can last" You are surprised at how well she can take you, you are not small by any means. Being 9 inches long and pretty girthy, you're shocked as she takes you deeper and deeper, desperate and needy moans coming out of your mouth as she takes all of you, her nose hitting your abdomen. The sounds of her gagging around your cock sends chills up your spine, and you're about to cum down her throat.

"Fuck! Mommy.. I-I'm gonna cum" you feel her hands sliding up and down your bare thighs, encouraging you to let go into her mouth as she stays there with your cock shoved down her throat. You grab onto her head with tied together hands, moaning loudly as you keep her head in place as you release into her mouth, spurts of cum shooting down her throat. She rides out your orgasm, greedily swallowing everything you give her, the taste of your cum causing her to moan.

"Just as sweet as last time" Wanda looked up at you before crawling on top, straddling your waist, "and a little more than I remember, have you been having trouble baby?" she asks, giving you a moment to gather yourself. You nodded softly with embarrassment causing her to chuckle, "it's not funny" you groaned.

"Since we last, you know" you paused for a moment as Wanda brushed your baby hairs from your face, "go on darling, tell me." She whispered, sending another shiver down your spine. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, and it causes problems" you look at her, "problems only you can fix"

"Well, let's stop the chit chat and fix all those problems you've been having" Wanda smirked before pressing her lips against yours. A faint taste of your cum made you moan softly, remembering just moments ago how well the agent took you. Her hands reached to unbuckle your belt from your wrists, "protection?" she asked. You nodded and waited for your wrists to become free before opening your bedside drawer to grab a condom.

Without hesitation, Wanda grabbed the wrapper from you and ripped it open with her teeth. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip while keeping eye contact with you as she so effortlessly rolled the condom onto your dick. "Why'd you lie?" you asked, out of curiosity, Wanda shook her head and hushed you with a hungry kiss, biting your bottom lip as she pulled away.

Her lips kept you distracted while her hands worked on guiding you inside her, she moaned as you stretched her out, kissing you once more as she allowed her body to sink onto you until you bottomed out inside her. "I think about you" she whispered against your lips as you moaned softly at the slight moments over her hips. "I knew it" you smirked before you placed your hands on her hips, Wanda moaned once more as she sped up her actions, riding you just like she did in Greece.

"F-fuck I've craved this!" she moaned, throwing her head back while her hands landed on top of yours, forcing you to make her ride you harder. "Go on baby, show me how you need it" she spoke, "just this once" she added.

You felt like you were above the clouds, buried deep inside her like you'd been craving since you left her hotel room that afternoon. With a bit of force, you helped her grind harder against you, her moans made you believe you were going something good until she chuckled. "You're weak baby" she removed your hands, "I'll do it myself" she added before she began to bounce up and down on your length, you gasped at the way her pussy clenched around you, making it almost impossible to keep yourself from cumming too soon.

"M-mommy, slow down! I'm not going to last" you moaned, your fists gripping the bedsheets until your knuckles went white. "Cum for me baby, I'm not done with yet! Cum with me!" Wanda moaned before you felt her pussy milk you for every last drop the condom caught. In the heat of the moment, you didn't care about anything but making sure her pleasure was dragged out, sitting up, you wrapped your arms around her and began to thrust your hips into her while your lips connected with her neck.

"Oh f-fuck!" she moaned, her nails scratching at your back, "keep going baby, don't you dare fucking stop!" she added while digging her nails into you harder.

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"You asked me why I lied" Wanda spoke softly as she pulled apart the small bread roll on her plate. You almost too distracted by her wearing one of your oversized tees as the two of you finally got around to the roast dinner you made hours ago. "Would you have still spoken to me that night if I told you I worked for the FBI?" she added, looking at you with her big green eyes that you now were able to really admire.

"Yes" you replied in a soft tone and a light nod.

"You're lying, again" Wanda's eyes dropped to the roasted pork between the two of you. "Would you have spoken to me if I said that I noticed you days before I came up to you at the bar?" you asked her, your eyes not moving an inch as she slowly looked up at you. "I had a drink at the bar every night, came in two days before and had dinner. I remember the way your eyes looked in the shitty lighting, almost like they were the brightest thing in the room. I wanted to talk to you right then and there, but you looked so peaceful with your book, I didn't want to interrupt you. But when you came in that night and sat at the bar by yourself, I wasn't going to let another moment slide. So, yes, I would've still spoke to you if you had of been honest" you explained.

A moment of silence was shared between you both, it was awkward or anything as such but you could tell Wanda was trying to keep her guard up and not allow herself to peel a layer of herself back for you.

"Did you know green diamonds exist?" you asked, breaking the silence. Wanda shook her head, "aren't they like altered to look green?" she questions causing you to chuckle. "No, they are do exist and they are so rare that less than ten get sold a year. I've only ever seen 1. I thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever see and I don't want to sound cheesy but that diamond doesn't come near as close to you"

Wanda smiled ever so softly that quickly dropped after a moment, "if things were different, I'd be different, but I can't, I'm sorry. You're really, really sweet and we've had fun, but we really can't do this" you could hear the disappointment in her voice even though she tried her best to hide it. "I need to know that you can act like we're never met. When we find out who killed your father, you'll never see me again, do you understand?"

You couldn't help but sigh, "never met you, never slept with you. Got it" your eyes dropped slightly. Wanda stood up from her seat, "I get changed and go, t-thank you for –"

"It's fine. Take your time" you replied before watching her wander back to your bedroom. While Wanda changed into her original clothes, you tidied the kitchen and dining room. "We'll be touch. We spoke to your grandfather today, again, I'm sorry" Wanda's voice entered the kitchen as you turned to face her, giving her a nod, letting the room fill with silence again as Wanda let herself out.

Once your front door closed, you reached for your phone, texting Kate.

"We need to talk. Come over, now."

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff smut #natahsa romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #fanfiction #21 questionsau #marvel

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alluraaaa · 7 months ago

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transgender voltron thoughts. separated by character. voltrans thoughts

this got long so the rest is under the cut

shiro

trans man. he/him. realized it as a tween. like 11

already had the “shiro” nickname from his surname but chose takashi because it’s the name his mom planned to use. his momma was his best friend growing up so takashi is a special secret name only certain people can casually use for him <3

has a model minority complex and thinks he has to be a perfect person and a perfect role model and perfect everything else. he doesn’t think everyone needs to be like this but he does you don’t get it he needs to be perfect in order to gain basic respect

(he has anxiety) (went thru a frat boy phase tho where he let loose a little)

he’s a bear. when he started t and gained weight and started growing thicker body hair he was like “FUCK YEAH”

wanted top and bottom surgery. irl modern phalloplasty can take skin grafts from the arm and for sillies shiro did that. but on the arm he lost. can’t even show off his cool graft scar 🙄 stupid galra

him and adam are t4t. he picked the name adam because his deadname is eve and he’s the funniest ever

keith

trans man. he/him. realized at like 6

randomly walked up to his dad and said “pops i wanna be a boy” and his dad went “okay son :^)” and helped him with picking a new name and pronouns. that’s why he ended up with keith of all names

his dad planned on helping him with puberty blockers and hrt because keith said he wanted it but. he died before keith got to that age :^(

so unfortunately keith had to go thru one puberty and then another. and THEN he gets a weird galra puberty in his 20s. puberties gerog

shiro was the one to help him get access to testosterone and top surgery <3 yay trans brotherhood ^_^

keith doesn’t care about his junk enough to get bottom surgery tho. he really only got top surgery to get cool ass scars on his chest. he doesn’t give a shit about gender essentialism and isn’t afraid to stab a transphobe ❤️

pidge

trans girl. she/her. also realized when she was real young

same as keith she was just one day like “i wanna be a girl” and her parents were the same and immediately accepted her and helped her with transitioning (she had a bit more social transitioning tho because she wasn’t in the middle of bum fuck nowhere)

unlike keith tho she got to do puberty blockers and start e as a tween and stuff. good for her!

she picked the name katie but it’s not short for anything. she gets the question all the time and she always rolls her eyes

detransitioning for the garrison sucked like ass and she hated it but she did it for her family. coming out to the team was a huge weight off her shoulders

she has a love/hate relationship with femininity but i already went through all that in another post so i’m linking it here. smiles 😁

lance

bigender man/woman. she/he. realizes it while with team voltron

THEE most obvious egg ever. also very obvious bisexual but hasn’t realized that either. it’s painful to watch sometimes (send help to hunk because you know he immediately clocked lance)

he likes women so much because he’s straight!!!! and a lady’s man!!!!!!!!! he doesn’t wanna be a girl and even if he did that’s a universal unspoken secret that all boys have but agree to never talk about!!!!!!!!!!!!

once pidge comes out the rest of the team have more casual talks about being trans and lance is so tbh creature at them. hunk definitely gossips about how clear the closet is behind lance’s back #messy

lance never realizes on her own what happens is keith tells her despite hunk saying that that’s rude. he blatantly tells lance that she obviously wants to be a girl and that she can do that if she wants to. and when she says she likes being a guy keith says she can be both if she wants. she can do whatever she wants forever

after that she thinks about it for like a day and then is like “yayyyyy i’m a boy and a girl and i like boys and girls ^_^”

she has soooo much fun with femininity she plays dress up and is so pretty ❤️ she is indeed a lady’s man but also very clearly wanted to be beautiful like ladies are. and she is ladies!! yayyyyy

didn’t change her name because she loves being leandro alvarez-núñez-cuesta-espinosa so so much ❤️❤️

hunk

agender. any pronouns. realized as a teen

just fully doesn’t care about gender. obviously will respect people’s genders but like. gender as a concept is irrelevant to him and he opted out of gender. he’s too autistic for it tbh

use whatever pronouns you want. make up funny pronouns. fuck it we ball

“this is hunk bong’s my best friend i love bong so much” “lance oh my god”

hunk is a childhood nickname and only family (and lance) know his birthname. didn’t care enough to change it when coming out. he likes his name!! why change it!!

he’s a genius mechanic with access to super advanced alien technology so for funsies he invents a machine that can do instant top and/or bottom surgery with no problem. he can mess around with it for funsies or fashion or whatever. and ofc the team has free access to it as well <3 the only one to use it often tho is lance #besties

allura

trans girl. she/her. realized not long before the events of the show

the post about trans allura that inspired this whole post here

was able to use her shapeshifting powers to her transvantage (trans advantage)

her being out for not long before the war is why she was so excited that pidge is a girl. she’s a girl making friends with other girls!!!!!! and that excitement doubles when learning that pidge is earth’s equivalent of trans yayyyyy

in my mind the notion of people fitting into gender roles on altea is the same vibe as the notion of women wearing skirts not pants irl. like that’s an outdated idea but not that outdated unfortunately :^/

i don’t think there was major misogyny or transphobia on altea tho. not sure if it makes sense to anyone else but it makes sense in my mind ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

coran

nonbinary. any pronouns

when allura came out she sat down with her parents and coran (honorary third parent) and talked about her feelings and thoughts on gender as a whole. coran went “oh. is that not how cis people think?”

he’s not a man or a woman but he’s not sure what he is exactly. he’s coran!

he’d make homemade hrt. may or may not have weird side effects

#some sections are shorter than others but some people’s genders are simpler than others’. and that’s okay!#txt #headcanon #team #long post #tag urself i’m hunk #except he doesn’t care about how he’s perceived/referred to. but i specifically want to be neutral. personally #atlas lore drop yayyyyy :^)

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appalamutte · 6 days ago

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life update:

i feel like i need to start referring to him by some sort of name, so he’s going to be E.

well, i finally caved and asked my other coworker-turned friend about if she’s noticed anything between E and me. because E no longer works in our office so there won’t be any work policies/professional morals i’d be breaking and she’s probably the only coworker i can truly trust, hence why we’re friends outside of work and all.

so we go out for lunch, i don’t eat much bc i’m nervous as all get out and she’s just happily munching away and talking about different office gossip. then finally, literally once the check comes, i muster the courage and spill it all out to her (i was so nervous bc i knew she knew i was queer, but i’d never talked about it with her before, so it was just that fear of how will the react?)

she was so sweet and cool about it though, like i knew she would be, and she listened so intently to everything - how E and I hang out often, how our hangouts sometimes feel like dates, how he’s flirty and makes these comments that i can’t explain as solely friendly and how he literally comes to my front door to pick me up when we go out somewhere like he’s picking up a date. and i’m like “girl, what’s your gaydar like? bc i’ve always assumed he’s strictly into women but he makes my gaydar get all tripped up and i can’t trust it anymore”

and she literally says “at first i thought he was straight too, but seeing how he is around you, i don’t think so anymore.”

she says she’s noticed the flirting, how E flirts with me both when it’s just us three around and also in big group settings. she’s noticed that he looks at me differently than other people - she really noticed that when we all went out for dinner a few weeks ago and he apparently just gazed at me all night without me noticing. she said it’s things that, to her, show clear intent and interest, and that she’d just let things develop naturally and not rush into anything.

and i’m like great! so i could possibly have an irl slow burn on top of an anxious attachment style. lovely <3

but then i was like “well, is it noticeable that i’m becoming head over heels for him?” bc i feel like i wear my heart on my sleeve. and she said “not really at work, but when we’re outside of work she could tell.” she always assumed i just put a front or mask up at work bc, well, it’s work and you don’t shit where you eat and all.

and i’m like great! so he could possibly actually be into me and i’m not showing i’m into him back bc i have deep fears of being vulnerable and having love not be reciprocated <3

but talking to her made me feel so much better about it all, bc she’s one of the few people who saw E and me interact almost daily and i trust her more than most others.

but also……more updates? E and i got dinner the night before last and it was so nice. it felt warm, light, i felt closer to him than i ever have before. and when we sat down at the table (it was at Taco Bell lmao, nothing fancy) he took his jacket off to reveal an obscenely tight white shirt. like, this thing sculpted his torso, left nothing to the imagination, revealed every part of his chest and shoulders and arms and his belly that i didn’t realize looked so softly firm. jesus, i was no better than a man in that moment, drinking in my fill as he got settled with his food.

and maybe my eyes kept dropping to his chest as we sat there. maybe it was a biological response to the man i’m developing more and more feelings for being right there two feet away in holy taco bell lighting glory.

and maybe, one time when i glanced down while he went to take a bite, i looked back up to find him looking right at me. maybe i internally panicked and blushed and looked away like i couldn’t have been anymore obvious. maybe i think he was smiling when he caught me.

Y’ALL!!! I DONT KNOW ANYMORE!!!

but like, something completely shifted after that. shifted away from the light friendly banter to something more…..i don’t know, magnetic? thick?? he totally dropped his gaze to my lips when i went for a drink, and i totally did the same, and when we left he took this initiative he’s never taken before - cleaned up both of our trash and trays wordlessly, led me to our cars, looked at me with this crinkle in his eyes when he said “see you sometime?”

(also he’s noticed that about me too. how when i smile my eyes crinkle all the way to my hairline, it’s so strong and bad, and that’s something no one else has ever openly noticed about me before)

and it’s christmas time so “see you sometime?” could mean in a few weeks after we’re all finished with families and events. which is okay. but goddamn, why did our last time seeing each other for a bit have to be the best time?

he’s texting so much more now, since two nights ago, and everyone and their mother say there has to be something here between us. and i don’t know if i should drop more overt hints that i’m into him or if i should let him be the one to take charge in all this. he’s told me multiple times that he’s not good at picking up on these things - it’s usually others who tell him after the fact that “that person was totally into you.”

and i don’t want to lose this bond we have now. like what if i’m reading signals wrong? what if everyone is just telling me what i want to hear? he’s never explicitly said he’s into amab/guys but he’s never explicitly said he isn’t either. and we both grew up in a region that is known for being conservative and traditionally religious, and he was also in the military for years which is a whole other beast, so maybe he’s not comfortable being out.

god, if this really is a slow burn, i’m too impatient. if it isn’t, then it sure feels like it is. if i end up breaking my own heart, you might as well just take me out back and shoot me bc i won’t be able to live with the regret of ruining things.

he’s so handsome, funny, caring, makes me feel safe when we’re together, keeps me on my toes wit-wise and intellectually, notices and remembers small things about me. and here i am, coming off as just polite, scared to initiate anything, worried i’ll ruin it all, telling myself “he’s just a friend” so i talk about other guys in front of him as a way to help me get over him, and all this time it could have been just showing him i’m not interested when that couldn’t be further from the truth.

why? why am i like this. why do i feel like i’m losing my mind. why can’t i work up the courage to have a conversation with him that approaches these topics.

god, how pathetic. i think i could fall in love and i’m too afraid to show that to the one person who needs to know it the most.

#woah this got very self-deprecating toward the end #but i needed to vent lol #sky says

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number-1-kuaidul-fanboy · 1 year ago

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"There isn't enough of two guys just being friends!" Is such a weird take to me cuz like...

Yugi and Joey, Tristan and Joey, Judai and Manjome, Judai and Sho, Judai and Edo, Yusei and Jack and Crow, Yusei and Bruno (yeah I ship it but it's not canon), Yuma and Shark, Yuma and Bronk, Yuma and Kaito, Yuya and Sora, Yuya and Sawatari, Yuya and Gong, Yuto and Shun/Shay, Yusaku and Takeru, Yusaku and Kusanagi, Takeru and Flame (again I ship it but there's nothing canonical about it), Yuga and Luke, Yuga and Gakuto, Yuga and Roa, Yuga and Nail

And that's just within Yugioh. There are so fucking many. Even outside of Yugioh, I can name just tons and tons of male characters who are just friends and don't end up romantic.

Meanwhile, every single male/female relationship either has one of them (usually the girl) have a crush (Judai and Asuka, Yuma and Tori, Tristan and Miho) or they end up romantically involved in the end (this latter option is admittedly more of a problem in western media since most anime I watch don't like confirming relationships but I could still name so many).

So often I'll watch a movie or show that's not even a romance and they still manage to squeeze in some romantic subplot no matter how forced or pointless it seems. Edge of Tomorrow comes to mind immediately for me, what even was the point of pairing those two outside of "the lead two characters are a man and a woman"? Do we really want to set a precedent that men and women can never be friends? Because this happens. All the time. Indy gets a new girl in every single Indiana Jones movie. Leia was the only woman of the group in the OG Star Wars trilogy so she had to get paired with one of the guys and one of them was her brother so that can't happen. But it was happening romantically (even if only slightly) before they knew. What even was the point of the romantic sideplots in the Equestria Girls movies? Oh and Fox and the Hound introducing a female love interest just so she can be the female love interest. The boy and girl in Mr Peabody and Sherman are both like nine and the movie still insists on pushing a romantic angle between them when one of them tried to choke out the other. Nearly every Disney princess movie gives their lead a prince, with some being more pointless than others. Doppler and Amelia are implied like twice then randomly have children at the end of Treasure Planet. Don't even get me started on Warrior Cats. I could go on but I'll stop for now.

Male/female friendships who stay purely platonic and aren't siblings (Luke and Leia) or different species (Nick and Judy from Zootopia) are so so much rarer than male/male or female/female friendships, which are basically everywhere. And what kind of message does that send? That a man and woman can never just be friends? I'd rather not go into how much this exact mindset ruined or just confused so many of my past friendships so just know that my frustration with this is partially personal.

I'm so tired of the most obligatory milk toast straight couples being shoved into every movie or show I watch, especially if it's said female character's only trait or purpose to the narrative. Meanwhile, LGBT pairings are still fighting for representation in media. Steven Universe and The Owl House were revolutionary in terms of representation and they both got canceled early.

It's one thing if the movie is about romance (ie: WALL-E and Elemental are two of my favourite Pixar movies) but it's another when the romance or one sided crush is just shoved in because "that's what men and women have to be doing." It's a stupid mindset and it needs to stop.

This is why Judai & Asuka, Yusaku & Aoi, and Yuga & Romin being purely platonic matter so much to me.

#yugioh #ygo #rambles #rants #random #random thoughts

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solar-halos · 10 months ago

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ballad appreciation post

i’m so happy :D. i’ve watched ballad twice this week. the second time i watched it w my brothers i didn’t have anything to say about it bc i was mostly just on edge about not getting kicked out of the theatre but since i teased a breakup over this Boyfriend was on his best behavior so i actually got to watch the movie without anyone asking a million question a scene. in related news we have another lucy gray truther on our side. here are some of my thoughts

1. tom blyth opening screen …. i still got jumpscared seeing him in the nude

2. the way they pronounce lucy grays name still catches me off guard. i’ve been ignoring the “i” completely and just say “bard” in my head (yk bc she’s The Bard). with that being said i know the mayor was in like 2 scenes but i think he did a really good job picking out lucy grays name he looked crazy

3. hunter schafer is my eyebrow inspo. also i’ve mentioned this before w the bathing suits having a 1920s and 50s vibe but she’s giving 1940s to me. but obviously glamor 1940s not war ridden 1940s

4. watching this w someone who hasn’t read the book is so enjoyable. when lucy gray dropped the snake down mayfairs shirt Boyfriend got SO tense “waitwait did she just try to fuckin murder her??” god forbid women do anything

5. okay sorry but the first time i watched it i was trying not to smile (in a laugh-y way) when lucy grays singing part came on. when i read it i thought that part ate but actually seeing it was so different for some reason. i think this feeling might be amplified if you’ve never read the book bc my sister felt the exact same way she said it was kinda fuckin cringe. idk if it was just bc we were at home or she was just feeling silly but she started singing that one camp rock song that’s like “we can’t back down.” which ok yeah that was kinda lucy grays song in a nutshell but it kinda did piss me off bc the “you can kiss my ass!!!!” part was coming on soon and i was stressing over them missing it. also didnt lucy gray have a full on dance break in the book?? god. they should have kept that in

6. okay that scene where she bowed and d12’s nasty ass coal industry being in the background is still one of my fav scenes. ugh loved it

7. wovey idk what it was this time but when she was like “im rlly good at climbing” i almost burst into tears. guys she’s really good at climbing

8. hunter schafer literally killed this. i’d argue that tigris is just as much of a product of her environment as snow is but i don’t rlly know how to articulate that

9. speaking of the reading vs watching thing i mentioned earlier: it rlly jumped out with grandmaam. idk why but when i was reading it grandmaam was SO scary and intimidating to me but watching her so frail and skinny and slightly senile talk about how lucy gray is a killer just seemed so crazy. especially since we know snow believes her

10. “they’re gonna get bombed aren’t they” wtf i walk into every movie clueless how are ppl straight up predicting entire events. but again w the reading vs watching i was GAGGED when they got bombed in the book but in the movie it seemed weird?? like “get the camera on her” and then it just feels like they’re trying to take up space until the actual bombs land. but whatever im being so bitchy i wasn’t surprised bc i literally knew it was gonna happen

11. “i want coral making my latte” and i want tanner on the grill

12. i think it was tanner, but i rlly liked his outfit. i liked all their outfits actually. i’ve been watching so many reels abt the costume designer explaining her inspo for the costumes (like tigris and her 1940s glamor thing going on)

13. okay seriously why did they cut out the kiss… and then when they actually did kiss why did they have lucy gray pull away at first…… i know francis lawrence saying this was a love story was icky but he did a bad job at portraying that so maybe we were worried for nothing (jk we were worried for all the right reasons bc if i had a nickel for every time someone said “i thought they were gonna get married!” about lucy gray and snow i’d have two nickels. which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice). also not to be a hater but snowbaird fans actually fucking irritate me. like the fans that are like “but what if it was wholesome 🥺🥺” what if lucy gray tried to kill him and he tried to kill her back? what if he managed to track her down and she bit him again? what if they hate each other so much that they’re only together bc they wanna see the other person suffer? what then

14. tbh seeing billy taupe made me feel a bit guilty 😭😭. almost terminated my ao3 acc but i get that feeling every time someone mentions something im obsessed w in a very casual way so it wasn’t rlly that serious. also someone either on tiktok or insta was like “was i the only person who preferred snows curls to his buzz cut?” and i genuinely couldn’t tell if they were joking bc like. everyone prefers snows curls to his buzz cut. even snow prefers his curls to his buzzcut. with that being said billy taupe needed to lose the cap

15. ngl the ballad of lucy gray baird actually did make me cry a bit… lucy gray was only 16 she needed to be on tumblr

16. where’d she get that guitar from tho

17. i wish they would have kept in the tributes death parade. that part was icky

18. okay there was a scene where lucky had a drink and then he flicked something off it and pup (i think that was his name) flinched cos it landed on his neck that was so fucking funny i hate that this was the first time i noticed it

19. okay seriously why did they make dill get poisoned. also that cornocopia scene. hmph

20. the first time i watched it i remembered being really confused why lucky called mizzen Merciless Mizzen. but omg after he tried chasing lucy gray down in that vent i understood that was crazy of him. and it did seem like he was an actual teenager which actually made it more unsettling. i feel like rachel zegler has a baby face (i actually think she was 17 in west side story and she looks the exact same now) but mizzen’s actor sing singing her name was perfect

21. lamina at the beam… didn’t she manage to kill someone in the book??

22. “does this mean we get to go home??” god i wish

23. but also “please lucy i can’t have killed all of them for nothing” i liked that she didn’t call her lucy gray that was a nice touch. but also. what a crazy thing to ask. i wonder if she thought lucy gray would be chill w that

24. take this with a grain of salt i haven’t read the books in so long but when snow snuck up on lucy gray in the meadow didn’t she level her guitar at him and then be like “sorry lol i still have one foot in the arena :P” they should have had her hit him in the face w it

25. the old therebefore still hits. i wish they would have included scenes where snow is shown to genuinely dislike her songs like in the books. in the movies he seems more disinterested in what she’s doing which is still bad but also it doesn’t seem as overt as him literally hating on her for no fuckin reason. which i guess is bc we have no insight into his head, like i think someone pointed out that in the book and movie he cried over sejanus being dead but in the book we know it’s bc he was scared it was gonna be him next but in the movie it just looked like he was sad. which i get it he’s perceived as nice by other people but the audience is not supposed to be other ppl we know what his motives are. im not sure how that’d be solved, cos i guess it would be pretty annoying to have him voice his thoughts and you also don’t wanna spoon feed ur audience but like. idk. seems like something you’d wanna make super clear bc to me it didn’t seem like you were supposed to like / sympathize with him, but the way it was done kinda seemed half baked

26. speaking of that… Boyfriend did not get the memo that snow was fucking crazy. “i thought he was gonna marry lucy gray in d12” WHY? like why would you even think that. were u not paying attention during the hunger games trilogy marathon where would lucy gray fit into that. since my sister thought the exact same thing she tried being like “see? it’s confusing” but it actually isn’t. that’s still a better reaction than my brother he was actually being a fucking weirdo about it cos when snow found lucy grays scarf in the woods and then the snake bit him this mfer went “she tried to kill him” no!!! but i think there might be something to be said about how snow, completely sober, came to the same conclusion as my brother, who was so high he couldn’t even remember who sejanus was

27. okay that’s a lot of sibling lore so atp i think i better end the post. bye

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #long post #i can finally stop posting about my damn rainbow dress now i wore it and it was very warm

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plscallmeeren · 1 year ago

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W I L L Y O U T A K E M Y C A S E ? P T 3

Jennifer Walters x Reader

Request: yep

Summary: when texting turns to sexting, you decide to break the sexy ice (double pun intended), basically no plot other than that 👍 no comment

Warnings: Swearing; oral (female receiving); fingering; all kinds of sec ig; praise kink; daddy kink; top!reader; bottom!Jen; edging; smoking

Word Count: 2K+

You and Jennifer were practically an item. No labels or anything - after all, she was still officially your lawyer, but that didn't change the fact that you saw each other almost every day and never paused your texting.

You were currently lying on your bed thinking about this wonderful fact, pretending to read a book called Transactional Analysis that you were already two chapters into but certainly hadn't gained any knowledge from.

Your phone pinged. You were very pleased to find it was a picture from Jennifer, opening your chat happily. She had told you about a conference she was attending today. What could be so interesting there that she'd send a photo.

You read the message under the photo before opening it.

I snuck out of the meeting to send you this... hope you like it ❤️

Thoroughly confused, you downloaded the image, only to have your eyes practically bulge out of your skull.

The photo consisted of Jennifer, no top, skirt pulled to her ankles, pushing her breasts (lacy bra, simple black) towards the camera with a hand in between her thighs. The text across the middle read 'thinking of you 💋'.

Realising you had stopped breathing, you did so, deeply, pushing your head back into the covers of the bed, your own hand venturing south to cup the growing tent in your pants. "Fuck."

After a moment's calm, you typed back, seeing she was still online.

You wanna do this now?

Do what, lover boy?

You really want me to fuck you today?

If you insist...

A voice-mail followed her message, but this time you were prepared.

Well, perhaps not entirely prepared, because the sound of her moaning your name had you halfway over the edge already.

Take off your panties. Pull up your skirt and put on that top. Go back to the meeting. After, come straight to my apartment. No stopping on the way.

Whatever you say, daddy 😘

You heaved a breath, repositioning your pants. She drove you wild, that was for certain.

You had thought about fucking her before, of course. How couldn't you, she was gorgeous. And something told you it might just be different to sex with any other woman (apart from how much you liked her).

You were certainly no stranger to hook-ups, and you liked pleasuring women very much, not to mention getting a good blowjob or so, but you never actually fucked anyone.

You were scared, and that's all there was to it. Scared you'd be too big, too hard, that you would accidentally go too hard.

But this was She-Hulk. This was a big woman, almost incapable of injury, and how could that go wrong?

You were ecstatic. And you would be lying if you said you didn't listen to that voice mail more than thirty times in the next few minutes.

•••

Jennifer hadn't heard half of the conference points that she should have, but it didn't matter. She could ask a coworker tomorrow.

Her thighs aches from rubbing together for the past hour and her core throbbed to no avail, tensing and un-tensing and aching all over again. Her panties lay bundled up in her handbag as she climbed the steps to your cheap apartment.

She knocked, three times, four - the door opened, and your eyes were also dark. You both noticed the involuntary shaking of her legs.

"Nice to see you, love. How did the conference go?" you asked sweetly, taking her handbag from her as if nothing were going on.

"Uh- good. Fine. Just fine."

"You weren't distracted, were you? Wouldn't want your incredible mind focusing on anything other than the most important things." She followed you into the bedroom, watching as you sat down, took her panties out of the bag and set it aside, holding her underwear as if that were nothing out of the ordinary.

"W-Well, actually... I was thinking about you a lot. About what you might do when I came," she confided, but you only grinned.

"That's what I meant, sweetheart." She shivered. "Aren't you going to undress for me?"

She couldn't help but smile shyly as you connected your phone to the speaker and put on some steamy music. Her hands found the hem of her top and with hardly any hesitation whatsoever, she pulled it over her head.

"Good girl," you praised, pretending to be otherwise unbothered.

She dragged her skirt down her legs slowly, sensuously, gaining more and more confidence. Her pussy was immediately on display for you to examine, dripping wet and running down her thighs.

"What got you so wet, baby? Don't tell me you touched yourself."

"No, daddy, it's all you," she said sweetly, dropping her skirt 'on accident', turning around and bending over to pick it up, putting her ass and cunt on full display.

"You tryna tease daddy?" you husked, a tone of caution in your voice while it was obvious you were impressed.

Impressed was an understatement. You had never been this hard.

"No, never. I just wanted to show daddy what's his," she replied, voice a little high-pitched. You licked your lips at her willingness for you to claim her.

"Take it all off, don't be shy," you added, seeing as she was still wearing her bra.

"I don't think I can manage on my own," she cooed, so you gestured for her to come to you. Her bra was ripped clean in half. She shuddered.

"C'mon, baby, stand back and turn so I can look at you properly. Arms over your head."

Jennifer obeyed, turning slowly in circles so that you could scrutinise all sides of her.

She was perfect. Curvaceous in all the right places, love handles, hot neck, everything.

You both loved the power difference; you, fully clothed, in control, her, entirely vulnerable, naked, at your mercy.

"So pretty for me, my little girl. Lie down," you instructed, so she did, automatically spreading her legs in hope. "Now, I want you to be real loud for me, yeah? I wanna hear every little sound that pretty mouth of yours can make."

She whimpered, and you considered that a good start.

"I need you to use your big girl words, darling."

"Yes, daddy, I'll be loud."

"Good girl." You positioned yourself between her legs and placed a hand on each of her tits, massaging them placidly as she started panting.

You pressed a soft kiss to her left inner thigh, then her right, then one at the top of her crotch. She groaned in arousal.

Fingers rolled her nipples between their tips, a large hand closed around her wrists, mouth came up to meet her right breast and suck on it, swirling tongue around her nipple.

"Fuck- Mark me, please," she whined, a childish sound you weren't used to but were sure to grow to love.

Your teeth bit down on her tit, sucking and holding to form multiple purple-ish marks around her neck and breasts.

"You ready, little girl?" Your lips hovered over her pussy.

"Y-Yes, please, please, I need you-" Her begging was cut short when your mouth attached to her clit, sucking there instead as Jennifer's back arched.

An animalistic moan escaped her as she writhed under your touch, her nails bearing down on your back painfully, but you didn't mind. She could scar you for all you cared.

Withdrawing your hands from her tits, you pushed her legs apart further, guiding her legs over your shoulders as she spasmed.

"Oh- Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck- I'm clo- I'm- I'm-"

She couldn't string the sentence together. She had never been pleasured like this in her whole life, and you were only going to let it get better. Short, high-pitched moans matched your every thrust. The sound was pornographically angelic.

"Don't cum. You won't like what happens if you do," you threatened, determined to make her squirt.

She writhed more, moaning unspeakably loud - loud enough for the neighbours to hear at ease - when you pushed three fingers into her soaking cunt.

"P-Please, daddy, I can't- I can't- it's too much-"

"Look how good I'm fucking you, pretty girl," you interrupted your mouth's assault on her clit. "Look how I'm destroying your cunt. If you cum now, this won't be happening again any time soon. Look!"

She forced her eyes down to where you lay between her legs, her juices running over her tummy. You added a fourth finger when you saw the tears in her eyes, had them grow perfectly cold against her warm insides, but she wouldn't risk your threat if she could at all help it.

She wanted to croak out more begging, but was sure if she opened her mouth your entire face would be full of her.

You pulled away at her desperation, slowly withdrawing your four slick fingers and sucking on them as she looked at you.

"You did good, little girl. On your knees for me, now. Soon you can cum."

You helped her a little in getting on her knees as she trembled, positioning yourself behind her.

"You sure about this, honey?"

"Hold my hand?" she whimpered in response, and you gladly leaned over her to entwine your fingers.

"Now?"

"Yes, please, daddy."

You undid your belt, pulling your pants down just enough for your dick to spring out, which wasn't far.

You lined up at her entrance, biting back all the fears of hurting her, and slid slowly inside.

"Ow- fuck, you're big," she moaned.

"Is it too much?"

"N-No. No, it could never be. How do you fuck normal-sized people with that thing?"

"I don't, love," you confessed, and she noted even in a time like this how much this meant to you.

"Then fuck me like you've never fucked anybody before. I'll love it, don't worry."

She groaned again as you pushed yourself in to the hilt, slowly wondering if she could strangle you this way from being so tight.

"I need you, (y/n)!"

That was all you needed to hear.

You pounded into her with inhuman strength, relishing her occasional screams of pleasure as she bunched the sheets with her fists. You would be receiving a noise complaint in the morning. You couldn't care less.

"F-Fuck, (y/n)! Don't stop! Fu-"

She moaned loudly between the whining and screaming, a heavenly sound. She held onto your hand even tighter.

Something cracked.

A creak.

The bed collapsed beneath the two of you.

She shrieked.

You let out a primitive groan.

She squirted like she never had in her entire life.

You pulled out of her quickly, only then realising you had completely forgotten to use a condom.

Half your bed was full of white liquid.

You turned to examine the damage, laughing at the cliché of actually managing to break a bed.

"Oh, my god! I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, you quickly attempting to console her.

"It's just a bed, it's no problem, I'm not short on money-"

"No- I- Oh, I'm so sorry- Your back, (y/n)!"

You only just realised the teeming pain on the skin of your back where she had scratched you.

"Oh. Hey, that's okay, I don't mind a mark. Are you okay?"

"Am I okay? Did you see what I just did? I squirted. I don't do that."

You laughed and stood, picking her up with one arm behind her back and another under her knees. "Let's get you cleaned up."

"Fuck... you know, I'm so glad I took your case a month ago."

"Yeah. Me, too."

#fanfic #fanfiction #marvel #mcu fanfiction #new chapter #jennifer walters #jennifers body #smut #romance #Jennifer smut

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marilostfieldblog · 1 year ago

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(OOC: WARNING! DESCRIPTION OF BLOOD AND MILD GORE BELOW THE CUT! PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION)

[Video transcript begin.]

[The transcript begins from someone's shirt pocket as they kick a door open, they walk in and place their phone on a table. In frame are 4 people, one of them, with black hair and a sweater. Speaks up.]

?: Hello?

[Voice identified: Sarah.]

?: OMG! Heyyyyy!

[Voice identified: Ophelia.]

[Ophelia takes a few steps, moving closer to the others. Her dark curly hair bounces as she bounds over. A very large smile on her face.]

?: Sarah meet Ophelia and Jackass, Jackass and Ophelia meet Sarah.

[Voice identified: Mari.]

?: Motherfucker, at least be creative with it! Sarah, my name is NOT Jackass. I’m Cassius. It’s a displeasure to meet you, and even more so to see Mari again.

[Voice identified: Cassius.]

M: At least be nice to Sarah, she hasn't done anything to you dipfuck.

C: … Fine. I actually have something for you, Sarah. Here.

[Cassius reaches into his pocket, and tosses something shiny and golden Sarah’s way.]

S: What is it?

C: Random ass ring I had in my room, didn’t need it. Think of it as a consolation prize for dating Mari.

M: Like you or any of PR would do any bett-

[Sarah smacks Mari on the back of the head before putting on the ring.]

S: Thank you Cassius, I like it! And Mari. Be nice.

C: I’m glad, and yeah, Mari. Be nice.

[Cassius grins and squints at Mari smugly.]

M: All I'm saying is, you can't make fun of my relationship. When Ophelia is seemingly the only person here who knows anything about a good relationship. [Aside.] hell you want to fuck the CEO.

C: I don’t do relationships. I thought I made that clear. Never exactly wanted to. And shut up about the CEO.

M: Then don't make fun of mine. If Ophelia did that at least I might understand.

S: Is Ophelia… A lesbian? You mentioned no one in PR is straight.

O: Hmmm… That’s a good question, why don’t I ask Adelia? [Aside.] ADELIA? AM I A LESBIAN?

?: FUCK YEAH YOU ARE! A GREAT ONE, TOO!

[Voice identified: Adelia.]

O: Well, that settles that!

S: Nice, glad to meet another lesbian here… Glad to meet… Any women not gonna lie.

O: Likewise. Now… are you here to…?

M: No, she's here to make sure I don't go too far. I'm a gal? Non binary version of that? Of my word, I said I'm gonna beat Eden within an inch of her life, I meant that.

[Cassius leans back in his chair, placing his legs on the table. He takes a can of Coke out of his pocket and opens it.]

C: You’ve really gotta start not sticking to your word, especially when you’re in here. I couldn’t care less if you ‘go too far’ to be honest.

O: How many Cokes do you have in your pockets?

C: You’ll never know.

M: Not gonna kill her. Don't feel like dealing with that.

[Cassius pouts, overexaggerating his expression. He takes a sip of his Coke.]

C: Yeah, alright. Have fun, asshole.

M: Trust me. I will, chicken cock.

S: Chicken cock?

M: I'm running out of insults.

O: Usually when that happens to me I call him a sleeper agent. Because–

C: Okay that’s enough Ophelia. Go beat the shit out of Eden.

M: Call her out.

[Mari runs to hide behind a plant.]

C: Eden! There’s a very large ostrich out here that I think you’d like to see!

S: Ostrich?

C: She always talks about killing and eating an ostrich. It’s the best way I could think of to get her out here.

[A red haired woman bursts out of one of the rooms and into frame.]

?: WHERE.

[Voice identified: Eden.]

M: Right here.

[Mari jumps out from behind the plant and punches Eden right in the jaw, knocking her to the ground.]

E: YOU MOTHERFUCKER! THAT IS NOT A DAMN OSTRICH. THAT’S A COWARDLY BITCH! YOU LIAR!

M: Is it really so cowardly when I do this?

[Mari grabs a pen and pokes it in the woman's eye, before punching her three more times and beginning to look for objects.]

S: Let the show begin.

[Eden stands, her jaw is clenched from pain, but despite that, she manages to lunge at Mari, her teeth visible.]

S: LOOK OUT!

[Mari spins around and blasts Eden in the head with a plant pot.]

C: Honestly, Eden! You should have seen that one coming!

[Eden doesn’t respond, instead wildly grabbing for Mari.]

M: Bruh.

[Mari blocks Eden attacks, hitting her in the head with a book.]

M: YOU ARE FUCKING TERRIBLE AT THIS!

E: YOU STABBED ME IN THE EYE! FUCK YOU!

[Eden yanks Mari’s arm and bites them in the neck. She draws back after a few seconds, looking very proud of herself.]

O: Ooh…

S: MARI!

[Mari touches their neck, blood slowly falling from the bite wound. After 5 seconds they stand there looking disappointed.]

M: That's it?

E: Wh–

C: Eden, did you happen to forget to put the venom in your enhancements this morning?

[Eden sputters indignantly.]

E: I– I couldn’t find the– the vials were missing! I think someone took them!

C: [Sarcastically.] Oh gee, wonder who could’ve done that.

[He takes another sip of his Coke, not bothering to look up, held between his fingers are several vials, Eden stares at Cassius, going red.]

E: You–

C: Look out, Eden.

M: My turn bitch.

[Mari bashes Eden over the head with a metal drawer, pulling Eden in before bashing her in the head 5 more times. Judo throwing her to the floor.]

[Eden screeches. She attempts to stand up.]

M: No you fuckin' don't.

[Mari grabs Eden by the head, headbutting her in the nose and mouth. Before starting to smash the file drawer into her head several times on the floor.]

O: That’s gotta sting!

C: Yikes! Eden, are you sure you’re good enough for PR?

M: Shut up. I'm focused.

[Mari throws the now dented drawer, grabbing Eden by the leg and putting said leg in a triangle-like position. Kicking it several times before switching to punching Eden in the face, blood popping into frame several times.]

[Cassius and Ophelia laugh as Eden tries to hit Mari, one of her arms grabs an item off the floor, but instead of hitting Mari with it, she chucks it at Sarah. Ophelia’s arm extends and catches the item, before tossing it back at Eden. It hits her in the head.]

S: Thank you… Um Eden you might regret that-

[Mari stomps the arm Eden used to throw the item multiple times, on the tenth stomp a loud crack is heard causing Eden to scream in pain.]

S: Yep.

E: WHY THAT ARM?!

M: Shut. Up.

[Mari returns to punching Eden in the face, more and more blood visible by the second.]

C: Go for the jaw!

O: No, no! Go for the nose a bit more!

[A door can be heard opening.]

?: Yooooo are we watching someone beat the shit out of Eden? Siiiick.

[Voice identified: Alexander.]

E: SHUT THE FUCK UP AND HELP ME, YOU ASSHOLES!

[The three PR members speak in unison.]

C: Yeah, no.

O: Sorry, I don’t want to.

A: Nuh uh.

[Mari switches to stomping Eden's head, blood seen on both their knuckles.]

O: Careful! Remember that thing about keeping your word?

S: I'll stop them.

[Blood is now visible on Mari's right heel, they return to punching Eden in the face. Tears now streaming down their face.]

M: GO THE FUCK TO HELL YOU PIECE OF SHIT!

E: [Barely audible.] You– first. Bitch–

M: I WON'T LET YOU HURT SOMEONE… LIKE YOU DID MY MOM!

S: [Whispered.] Fuck-

[Mari lifts their foot up once more, looking to stomp Eden's head in again.]

C: I’m not going to ask.

O: Yup, me neither.

E: What the fuck– are you talking– about?

M: Die.

[Just as Mari goes to deliver what would have been a final blow, Sarah tackles Mari to the ground.]

S: Mari, that isn't your dad! That's Eden, he's not here I promise you!

C: Ooooh, the plot thickens!

S: You got what you wanted? Eden got the shit beaten out of her?

M: Dad… I don't want him alive… LET ME GO!

C: Buddy, that is NOT your father. If I remember correctly, he got his neck snapped via crowbar. That’s Eden.

S: Trauma's a bitch. I'd figure you or anyone here, would know that.

[Cassius blinks, his expression falling slightly, before it goes back to how it was before. He laughs.]

C: Yeah, right.

M: He… I want… Mom…

S: Hey, hey I'm not your mom but I'm right here. It's ok I swear to you, can… One of you hand me some paper towels, or a mop. I'll clean up.

A: Uh, nuh uh! You didn’t do any o’ that. I’ll clean up. Go uh. Hug your partner or whatever. I dunno.

[Alexander scurries away, presumably to grab paper towels.]

S: I… Still need paper towels. For their knuckles, please?

O: I’ll get something for that, don’t worry! I’ll also drag Eden away. I’ll be back in a sec girly!

S: Thank you Ophelia, I appreciate it.

[As Ophelia exits the room, Cassius stands up and walks over to Mari and Sarah.]

C: So.

S: What?

C: How much money do ya want for that?

S: What? You serious?

C: Fuck yeah, Eden’s been a pain in the ass for too long. This’ll put her back in line. Now, how much d’ya want.

[Mari slowly calms down, giving an answer.]

M: O- one… G- grand.

S: Mari what?

C: That cheap?

M: F- five. G- Grand.

[Cassius laughs, sounding eerily non-human. His pitch is either too low or too high.]

C: That’s more like it!

[He grabs a bag from under the table and counts out the amount.]

S: What… What are we even supposed to do with that much money?

C: Hell if I know.

M: F- For one… I w- want to buy… M- mom's house…

S: Mari. That's… You sure?

C: Pfft, yeah. Good luck with that. Should’ve asked for more money if you wanted to do that.

S: Family discount? Pretty sure your aunt or uncle owns the house now right Mari?

M: y- yeah…

C: [Sarcastically.] And I’m sure that being human, they’ll for sure let you take ownership of the house for just five grand.

S: I mean… Mari's mom did only buy it for 3 grand so.

[Cassius blinks, hard. Clearing his throat.]

C: [Quietly.] Jesus Christ.

S: Fixer upper house… It is a beautiful fucking house.

C: I’m sure.

[He looks up, seemingly thinking deeply.]

C: I had something else to fucking tell you, but I forgot what it was…

S: Think?

C: Fuck you–! Wait, I remember. I uh… Hold on.

[Cassius quickly walks over to a desk, opening the drawer, taking something out, and closing it.]

C: Found this a while back. Thought you’d want it.

[He crouches down and hands a piece of white fabric to Mari, it is spotted with blood, seemingly slightly old.]

M: This is… Thank you.

C: Don’t mention it. Seriously. Don’t.

M: I know… Just. Quit being an asshole all the time, please? I know you might be scared of the… You know strikes but like. Please, you're capable of being… Not an asshole all the time. Look at Ophelia! She's nice.

C: You’re way too trusting.

O: What? I heard my name?

M: I… Yeah maybe, but like…

C: I mean it. You’re too trusting.

[Cassius takes out something shiny and jabs it into Mari’s hand, the blade of a knife can be seen stuck in the floor, and in Mari’s hand.]

M: G- SON OF A BITCH!

S: C- cassius. You.

[Sarah balls her hand up into a fist and punches the floor.]

M: Quit… Being a god damn asshole, am I not… Going through enough right now?

C: No, you aren’t. Nobody ever is. That’s how this world works.

M: I really… Really hope I get to watch you die. How about you fuck another one of your bosses and get killed.

O: CASS! YOU DONE STABBING MARI YET OR DO YOU NEED A MINUTE?

C: I’m done! You ready to go?

O: Hell yeah!

[Ophelia walks out, no paper towels in hand, instead she has a dressy outfit on.]

O: Sorry, hon. Well, I’m not. But… you know. Symbolic apologies. Like what you do!

S: You… I… I thought…

[Sarah looks confused, turning to look at the phone on the table.]

O: You thought what, girl. That I was going to be some sweet woman who does no wrong? Look around you, you’re in the goddamn murder dormitory. This is where Showfalls best liars hang out.

S: Except Eden. She is both a bad liar and a bad killer. But that's besides the point what the actual fuck?

O: If she’s such a bad liar, then why does Rose still call her Evelyn? Just some food for thought. Anyway! It’s time for me to go! Have fun, you two!

M: P- phone… L- light…

[Mari looks directly at the phone, the transcript light shining in their eyes.]

O: Oh, right. Hold on. Let’s see if that new update installed on your phone!

[Ophelia walks up to the phone, grinning.]

O: Block user Nessa Kylie Hoffson.

[User blocked.]

O: There we go, now I’m off the hook.

M: n- no…

[Mari looks down.]

S: THERE'S STILL ROSE! AND KATHERINE! YOU DUMB BITCH!

O: I’m still by the phone, girlie! Block users Rose Henderson and Katherine Romero.

[Users blocked. Sub-users blocked.]

M: S- sarah… p- please… s- shut the fuck up.

C: I may not know a lot about relationships, but that is no way to treat your girlfriend.

O: Because I’m feeling a little nice, here. Have an Advil, hon. It might help.

[Ophelia tosses a small pill towards Mari, before finally turning to leave.]

M: …

S: Mari I…

M: F- fuck you cassius. I… I hope… CEO has… your fuckin' tongue ripped out.

C: I wouldn’t mind that.

O: What.

C: What? Let's go actually. Haha.

[The two leave.]

M: End transcript… Why didn't it work?

[Footsteps can be heard coming down a hallway, Alexander slides into frame, holding paper towels, and regular towels. And a pack of marshmallows. For some reason.]

A: I HAVE THINGS!

M: W- what…

S: I'm guessing you're an asshole. Like the rest of PR?

A: What the fuck, you’re so mean to me all the time. You hates me and you’re so sucks. I bring you towels of every kind and you still bully me. What the fuck.

S: My girlfriend just got stabbed by your boss. Ophelia said you're all liars. So sorry I don't trust you either.

A: Hey, do you want the towels or not.

S: Yes… Please.

[Alexander drops the towels on the floor, the paper towels taking a while to land, as they float to the ground, scattering. He drops into a cross legged sitting position, and leans forward with his chin in his hands.]

S: Yes?

A: Hi!

S: Hello.

A: Are you any good at mario party.

S: Yes actually, why you ask?

A: Cassius is shit at mario party. I wanna play against someone who’ll actually be a challenge to beat.

S: In return will PR leave us the fuck alone?

A: Erm.

S: Alexander please… I'm tired. I'm mad that I'm still in this hellhole. I want to go home. If I play mario party can PR please leave us alone?

[Alexander's playful tone drops, just for a moment.]

A: Sarah. We’re risking a lot by just letting you even be in here. I can’t do jack shit about any of this. None of us can. We don’t have that power.

S: We could help… You don't have to be afraid to ask for help. You could run, escape, get doctors to deal with any showfall issues they caused.

[Alexander leans in and whispers something in Sarah’s ear.]

[Sarah freezes for one moment, before laughing. After 30 seconds she leans in to whisper something in Alexander's ear.]

A: Dude, sonic and mario DEFINITELY kiss so much. What are you even saying right now.

S: Agree to disagree.

M: What the fuck are you two saying…

A: You wouldn’t get it, you’re a nerd. And not awesome.

M: Mario and Sonic do more then kiss, fuck y'all mean?

A: Okay uh. Mayonnaise or whatever your name is, you’re gonna bleed all over my controllers. So you either can’t play or you have to be the red one.

M: Can I end the transcript?

A: Yeah sure, if you don’t want everyone on the internet to see me kicking your ass in mario party!

S: They actually um… Won our high school mario party tournament. Fun fact.

A: Okay? I’m so cool and awesome and not paper-like in the slightest, I will not fly away in the wind. I will win all the rounds and you’ll cry. So hard.

M: You look like a jug of strawberry milk. In like… The worst way.

A: It must be all the poison I drink daily.

M: What the fuck.

A: Builds tolerance. I don’t have to be afraid of drinking things that Cassius hands me on thursdays.

M: You should be DEAD.

A: Yeah, sometimes I overdo it.

S: Wait… Why Thursdays?

A: Poison Thursdays. Scariest day of the week.

M: Anyway. [Aside.] END TRANSCRIPT!

[Transcript manually ended.]

#((ooc) tw suggestive)#((ooc) tw blood and gore)#showfall ask blog #encoreverse blog

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unhingedhearties · 8 months ago

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This Looks Like It'll Be A Productive Discussion

I know yesterday I said I try to not make boomer jokes, but today was a challenge.

don'tmakefunofthesizedon'tmakefunofthesize

I had to double check that the person who posted this wasn't a man because this is straight up incel moid behavior. I'm surprised she didn't refer to this as Elizabeth's "body count".

Hey look! It's Jennifer

May.

LOLOLOLOLOL YOU NEED TO SHARE IT WITH TPTB

I have a funnier idea, people need to share this screencap of your own Facebook page with you every time you get assblasted.

"Do you know the musical 'Six'?"

No, but I just looked it up and it looks like dogshit. Garbage in, Garbage out I guess.

I'm a little confused. How does a real historical event regarding one piece of shit, fat ass man using patriarchal oppression to kill his wives once he got bored with them/pissed of that they didn't birth him a son relate to a fictional woman being tangentially related to various degrees with a handful of men?

This is what we call a red flag and this person's internet history needs to be checked ASAP.

I may have receipts on this blog of both sides making asses of themselves, but at the moment I've only seen Team Lucas people being gross and weird in regards to the child actors*, so make of that what you will.

*(Never as bad as this post to be fair, it's usually people throwing a temper tantrum on social media posts involving the child actors where they could easily see it).

Sondra's being a lot more generous than I would have been by assuming she's married.

I looked at Kerri's photo (because boomers can't help but post their full names and photos everywhere online) and I'm going to guess that number is 0-1.

And that's not by choice.

Rebekah's just saying what I've been saying this whole time. I'm sure it will fall on deaf ears.

GUYS I'M LITTERALLY ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING MY ASS OFF

Here grandma, I dug through my 20 year old hard drive to dig out an archaic, unfunny meme to match your humor:

"Whoever came up with this ridiculous idea is a toxic and unloved person, devoid of good feelings, the only thing a person like that deserves is pity."

Here, I translated it since I have a feeling they're the kind of people who see "not English" and skip over it instead of taking the two seconds to hit "translate post".

Wow, this is awkward. I don't form weird, parasocial relationships with celebrities online, but if I did, I'd do everything in my power to not embarrass myself in a way that they might see.

Like... do you really think Chris will see this and laugh or do you think he'll see it and cringe at all the 60 year old women lusting after him.

But remember, Team Nathan fans are "Team Mean".

"They sure loved E before the break up though."

Actually, that's a good point. Funny how they didn't mention this trail of... men Elizabeth knew that had things happen to them when they thought they were getting that wedding.

#when calls the heart #wcth #hallmark #fandom drama #hearties #unhinged fans #team lucas #team nathan

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casspurrjoybell-30 · 1 year ago

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Cry Me A River - Chapter 3 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

'This pain is part of being human. The fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength.'

Not Alone

The floor beneath me shook, it's movement awakening me with a start.

At first, I forgot where I was.

The cream-colored canopy around me merely knitted my brows together.

My eyes ran over the men and women around me, each appearing as solemn as the next as ropes tied around their ankles and wrists bind together.

It was only then that my harsh reality hit me.

'Oh Goddess, it wasn't a dream.'

Reality began to sink in along with many foreign feelings that I couldn't quite decipher.

I didn't know how I was supposed to feel in this situation.

Angry? Sad? Perhaps, both?

I hated this feeling. I hated feeling angry.

It was the one emotion I always tried to black out whenever it would try to wiggle its way into me.

I usually won but not this time.

This time, the feeling coursed through me so strongly that my body shook, tangibly feeling the horrid emotion course through me.

'That monster, disgusting, vile creature, how dare he. To his own son. 'Son? I never viewed you as such. You were nothing but a slave, the irony is now you actually are.'

His horrid laughter rang through my head like a pesky pigeon.

The one person that was supposed to love me, no matter what, didn't.

If even someone related to me through blood couldn't love me, how could someone completely unrelated to me love me?

'Am I bound to a life of agony?'

Suddenly, the wagon stopped, causing all of us to slide across the contained space into one another.

I whimpered as I felt a stinging pain on the right side of my cheek as a man three times my size hovered over me.

I felt a prickle on my shoulder as a wave of fatigue hit me and darkness engulfed my vision.

'Where am I?'

My body shook as I awoke.

My teeth chattered as what felt like, air close to twenty degrees below zero engulfed me.

The room I was shoved into looked like something straight out of a horror novel.

An entirely metal encased room with blood stains in more places than none.

Chains hung leisurely from every corner connecting to a nearly dead looking person in rags.

Every man and woman alike had a look of complete despair in their eyes as if they were waiting for death to come and take them away.

'Oh my Goddess.'

An old woman looked up at me from the corner closest to me.

"Water...please..." she struggled out through a gravelly voice.

Tears began to well in my eyes.

"I'm s-so s-sorry."

She smiled fondly at me, momentarily, before collapsing like a heap of wood onto the cold, metal floor.

Silence encased the room as everyone's eyes stared in her general direction.

Some had a look of sadness on their faces while the rest looked jealous, almost as if they wished they could take her place, to be as dead and lifeless as her and the idea chilled me to the bone.

'Is this what I'm going to be subjected to for the rest of my life? To pain and starvation? Sadness and despair? Only to wait for death himself to one day sweep me away?'

I covered my mouth as hot tears ran down my face.

'No, no, no, no... I can't.'

"She was such a kind old lady," a voice said beside to me.

I turned, facing a blond, hazel-eyed young woman who looked to be no older than her mid-twenties.

"She didn't deserve this," she continued. "None of us do."

I nodded in agreement as she sent me a small, pained smile,

"You're a new face. What's your name?"

"River."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful boy."

She smiled.

"I'm Alice."

I went to shake her hand but was stopped by the metal chain binding me to the wall behind me.

"That keeps us from killing one another," I looked up from my chains to her.

"It's only long enough for you to be able to reach your food, that's it."

"K-kill e-each other?"

She gave a sad smile.

"Sometimes this place gets so bad that some will be tempted to ask another to kill them. Dead bodies don't sell."

"If they want to die so badly that they'd resort to asking another, can't they just kill themselves?"

"You'd be surprised how many want to die, yet can't resort to doing it themselves."

'She's speaking as if from experience.'

A banging from across the room turned my attention from Alice.

'What's that sound?'

A large metal door swung open revealing three muscular men each holding a tray of bread and water.

They walked around the room, placing a piece of bread and a small bowl of water by each chained person.

Some dug into the food immediately, others spit at the men as they walked passed them, earning them a harsh kick to the gut.

One of the three men bent down and placed a piece of bread and some water in front of me, eyeing me as he bent down.

'Why's he giving me such a weird look?'

As if I were the food and not the so-called one he was placing in front of me.

He smirked as he stood up, peering down at me with a creepy stare.

"Pretty one ain't' cha."

Pretty? Me? Oh God is he one of those creeps I hear about in the marketplace with strange tastes in women, is he? Wait but I'm a guy.

"Hey Tim, Wayne."

Two men looked from what they were doing to face my general direction.

"What is it, Dane?"

They both called.

"Look what I found."

He moved his hands toward me.

They both whistled and smirked at me.

"Quite a looker," one of them said.

"Is it a girl or a boy?"

The other asked, scratching his chin and tilting his head to the side.

"Um," Dane gazed down at me.

"Are you a boy or girl?"

"A boy."

"Hmm," he looked up at the two guys,

"Watcha guys think?"

"I don't do guys."

The guy, who was previously scratching his chin, commented.

"Yeah, me either."

The other of the two said.

"Hmm, dunno with someone as pretty as him I might be able to," Dane said peering down at me with another crooked smirk.

My eyes widened as I began to break out in a nervous sweat.

I knew where this conversation was going to lead.

"Ew, gross, man." One of the two commented.

"I didn't ask your opinion, Tim," Dane growled as he walked back to where he came from, the other two following him out,

"Till next time, sweetheart."

He winked as he closed the door behind him.

I let out a gust of air I didn't realize I was holding as I fell back against the cold, hard wall behind me.

I looked up at the mold infested ceiling.

'How long am I going to be stuck here?'

'What if the guy, Dane, from earlier tries to... No, I can't even think about it.'

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listen-to-the-inner-walrus · 1 year ago

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Idk if I've shared this publically or only in the tags before, but this feels a relevant time to mention it.

There are 3 important details you need to know for this: 1) I am a trans guy; 2) I do not pass because even with a binder or a sports bra or a minimiser bra, my chest does not look flat; and 3) when I legally changed my name, I also changed my surname.

(For clarity's sake, imagine I changed it from Rebecca Meadows to Kai Jones.)

Last December, I went for an eye-test and got sent straight to the emergency eye-hospital because my optic nerve was inflamed and abnormally shaped. The receptionist there went as far as she could to make her displeasure known without outright saying something obviously transphobic.

It took six hours for me to be seen in the eye hospital; what I was sent for could have been caused by a brain tumour (likely a fatal one). The hospital knew this because the optician had written a letter explaining all of it explicitly that I gave into reception.

Still, I had to wait six hours.

Turns out there was another person with the same symptoms there and the doctor was trying to organise ambulances to take us straight to A&E for emergency brain scans.

By the time I was seen, he'd finally been directed to the person he needed to speak to after at least two hours of calling whilst also seeing patients. It was about 7pm by then and he was told that "the ambulatory care isn't available after 7, you'll need to call [whoever]."

So he called them, they didn't answer. So he just directed us (my mom, my brother and I) to get to the A&E department where someone would be waiting for us to take us to have a CT scan.

There wasn't someone waiting; there was an overcrowded A&E waiting room instead with no seats available. I walk with a cane; no one offered me their seat despite me being visibly in pain. Instead, my brother had to sprint across the room to save me a seat as soon as someone was called.

There was also another receptionist with pretty similar behaviour to the last one. We found out later that she'd decided to mess with my medical record and change my name to "Kai Rebecca Meadows Jones" for shits and bigoted giggles.

It took another eight hours or so for me to actually have the "emergency" CT scan. In that time, three different members of staff lied to us and said they'd scheduled a CT scan for me, and a nurse put a cannula in my arm after telling me she was taking blood for tests. I also got called Kay, Kyle and Kale.

At the scan, one of the members of staff messed up my cannula after giving me the radioactive thing they give you. That meant I started bleeding all over the machine when I got up. I was so checked out by then, I didn't even react to that.

I was also in so much pain, I ended up having to go home before I could get the results of the scan. We had to come back two days after because Monday mornings are good times to go to A&E according to the staff.

It was that day that we learned about the receptionist changing my name and how it had actively made it harder for staff and contributed to the eight hour wait.

The eight hour wait was for an emergency brain scan because I could have actively been dying, might I mention.

Luckily, I wasn't but that doesn't change the fact that a hospital receptionist went out of her way to make it harder for a transgender person to be seen even though she knew they were there because they might have been fucking dying.

It could easily constitute a hate crime though I'd never report it as such because I know the police aren't gonna be on my side.

I didn't even visibly react badly to it because I don't have that privilege. The second I do that, I'm the hysterical trans person and I confirm every bigoted suspicion those people have.

But yeah, Rishi Sunak, explain to me how "predatory trans women" are the real issue we're facing in the UK.

Underfunding and understaffing of the NHS and overcrowding in hospitals? Oh, that's nothing. Impoverished areas having lower standards of care in hospitals? Whatever. The clear link between increased health issues and working class folks, and how that links to marginalised groups like people of colour? Oh come on mate, you're making a mountain out of a molehill when there's a mountain next door.

And that mountain is... trans women. Or is it migrants this weeks? Or is filthy queers trying to brainwash your kids? Or is it militant feminists who want sexual assault accusations to be taken seriously? Oh, it's the climate change activists this week, okay, got it.

Wake me up when this clown car of a country finally drives into the fucking ocean.

This is just a rant about people supporting Rishi Sunak and his attack on trans people (and refugees and LGBT and free speech etc)

#tw transphobia #tw hate crime

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vaultscoring · 4 years ago

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you guys do you want a CEB update

#gay struggles #won't go into much detail of how it happened because it involves a slight break of covid guidelines #which i am not proud of and didn't do before and won't do again but i knew i was gonna Realize Things and i did so #lol i met CEB's wife yesterday #a) yes it's his wife and also they had a son in april which i never clarified because i felt i would look even lamer #but now it's too Plot Relevant so fuck it y'all deserve to know!!!!!!#b) she knew who i was because i am always helping him out with baby stuff because Pharmacist and also Uncle Of Two #and i guess he mentioned it positively? good!#c) my anxiety was talking a walk outside so i mentioned to both how CEB doesn't talk much or show many baby pics #and she said He Be Like That and it seemed genuine and not an evasive because she seemed a bit bitter about it lol #d) that came up because as it turns out CEB is a talkative drunk (i mean same) and to be honest kind of obnoxious?#but we actually got along better drunk so i guess he doesn't secretly think i suck or anything? good?#but let's go down to e) which doesn't actually have anything to do with me but it's the actual juicy part #e) CEB and his wife seem to have a 'we didn't know what we were getting into when we married' dynamic #which she seems to be aware of and he entirely does not? even though i just met her and dude?? i want them to work out tbh lol #she is pretty nice and definitely not happy about how she wanted to go home and he didn't (how very straight of them)#also she asked me what i thought about one of the women there in a very 'jealousy check' way and it wasn't even someone i expected #also when i asked her if she had facebook she said she doesn't like it and she wishes he didn't go back and then gave me her whatsapp #because she posts baby pics in the stories! aw #their personalities don't seem to match much and neither seems fully prepared for each other's needs idk but both are clearly good people #this puts my feelings in perspective a little bit and it's a situation that was begging for a major shake up for a while #so whatever happens i am glad about All The Development #and i will definitely be more careful covid-wise even if i wasn't under any more risk than like... actually going to work lol #i mostly met people FROM work anyway as you could probably gather since it's a CEB post so

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fear-and-delight-l · 2 years ago

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champion~RHEA RIPLEY X READER FLUFF

IMAGINE where rhea ripley has a championship match, and the reader goes out to ringside with her but when the reader takes a punch for the love of her life, Rhea explodes and finally comes out with her true feelings.

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WARNINGS: none. Slight swearing? Erotic fluff? no smut but feel free to request it.

ALSO I TAKE REQUESTS, so if you have an idea, let me know and I'd love to make it come true! Love you guys and thanks for reading!

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I take a deep breath before we step out into the arena. Rhea is full of adrenaline, I can feel it radiating off of her, but I am all nerves. Rhea might have gotten too far ahead of herself this time.

We step out into the light.

Rhea’s theme music plays and the crowd is crazy. I don’t let anyone see my anxiety on my face. I change my expression to true brutality.

“You ready for this, babe?” Rhea cries, her eyes burning bright.

Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe…

“Hell yeah” I say and we head down to the ring, Rhea pinching my arm with a grin on her face.

She climbs up the ropes, fists in the air. (It’s a damn shame that she doesn’t pummel me with those fists.) Her lips are painted black and her hair is slicked back yet looser than usual. It's gotten a little long, and I must say that I want nothing more to put my hand in her hair and pull it, just so I can hear her gasp.

Her smile is brighter than all the lights in the arena and I can’t help but smile at my thoughts. Rhea Ripley is by far the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her body is toned and muscled but everything about her is graceful and sleek. And really I just can’t get over her damned smile-

Part of me is grateful that the rest of The Judgement Day didn’t come out to ringside this time. I’m so selfish for wanting her all to myself…

The music changes.

Bianca Belair walks into the arena.

I have to give it to Bianca. She has made a name for herself and makes everyone turn their heads and stop what they are doing. She won her Raw women’s championship belt fair and square and has defended it well. Rhea said so herself.

But when Rhea challenged her for it, I couldn’t help but think that the only way Bianca would give up the title is out of her cold dead hands.

As Bianca makes her way down to the ring, I look up at Rhea and she gives me one last look. She winks at me and turns back to the E-S-T.

I am not sure if my heart is racing because I think Rhea is going to take the loss or the fact that she winked at me.

……

Bianca has only managed to pin Rhea once. My nerves have settled a bit because Rhea really has the upper hand in this match. Bianca is strong. HELLA strong. But not as strong as my Rhea. I never should have doubted her.

Rhea hooks Bianca’s arms between her legs and hoists her up. Yes, yes, yes!!! Riptide–

Where’s the ref?

Rhea slams Bianca down and I wince at how hard Bianca hits the mat. Where the hell is the ref? Rhea has had her down for more than a count of three…

I realize the referee wasn’t at the count because Alexa Bliss had made her way into the ring and tried to interfere. The ref turns around and looks in horror that he missed a vital moment in the match trying to get rid of Alexa. Bianca kicked out before he could count.

Oh, I was not letting this happen.

I run over to where Alexa stands laughing. I reach across the apron and grab her by her ankles. She slams to the mat and I drag her out.

“You wanna screw up this match, bitch? Not gonna happen with me.” I say. “So come and face me if you even have the balls to.”

Alexa stands up and screams, running straight into my midsection and slamming me into the post. The back of my head throbs, practically on fire. No way I am letting this blonde bitch beat me.

Trying my hardest to ignore the pain in my head, I push Alexa off of me and grab her by her hair, dragging and slamming her into the barricade. I hear her groan. It’s not enough. I get her on her feet again. I shouldn't try to steal Rhea's move, but I've been practicing just for her. I silently pray that my next move will work.

I hook her arm around my neck.

I pull her other arm between her legs.

I hoist her up.

And with all my force–

Riptide.

Alexa hits the floor, immediately writhing in pain. Her back took the full force of the hit…

“Y/n!”

I look up and Rhea rushes down from the ring and towards me, her hands grasping my sides. Bianca still lay lifeless in the ring. Rhea looks at me up and down and begs to know if I’m okay.

“I’m okay, I promise. My head just hurts a little…”

“That riptide was so good! Have you been practicing somehow?” She asks, her thumbs rubbing circles on my skin. I reach my hands up and grab the sides of her face. Her skin is warm from sweat but I want to kiss all over it anyway. Her smile her smile her smile oh my god I can't breathe....her eyes crinkle in delight at me and I think I am more breathless than she is.

“How else would Dominik have all his bruises?” I laugh. Her hands squeeze just a little tighter on my waist as she grins.

Damn it, her smile! I can’t ever resist it–

It only takes me a split second to notice Bianca barreling towards Rhea. I shove Rhea out of the way just as Bianca raises her fist to strike.

She makes direct contact with my eye.

I feel my body still and I slump to the ground.

Y’know, that kinda fuckin’ hurt. My second hit to the head.

The edges of my vision dance with black spots, and I can hear Rhea’s screams of rage. I reach my hand up towards my eye and wince at the sting. I look for Rhea, and she’s starting to corner Bianca towards the ring, yelling in her face.

“You wanna mess with my girl, huh? You wanna hit my girl? I don’t fucking think so!”

Rhea grabs Bianca’s ponytail and uses it to slam her face into the apron. Bianca groans as she is thrown back into the ring. I sit up, a little dizzy, and watch as Rhea screams at the ref.

“You gonna watch this one, huh? Yeah? You gonna watch this? You gonna do your damn job? Watch this!”

Rhea drops onto Bianca, straddling her. And she starts to lay the punches onto Bianca’s head. She tries to kick out from under Rhea but to no avail. I get to my feet and get on my belly to slide in the ring.

The Judgment Day music plays and Damian and Finn and Dominik run out. Why are they out here? If they try to interfere, Rhea will be disqualified!

I won’t interfere either. I know that it could get Rhea in trouble but I also know that she doesn’t want me to interfere because she knows what she’s doing.

Damian leans onto the apron and screams, “Rhea, stop! Just finish her!”

“Finish her, mami!” Dom cries.

Finn is shaking his head and muttering “She’s gonna kill her, she’s gonna kill her…”

I realize why they are so upset. With the way Rhea is beating Bianca, she is getting too violent and it’s possible that Rhea could get banned from wrestling. Bianca's lip has busted open and little drops of blood scatter onto Rhea's hands.

I look at Damian. He’s got worry etched all over his face.

I stumble to the corner, and I watch Rhea pick Bianca up and slam her back down.

Rhea is rage.

She is anger.

She is graceful yet harsh.

Quick on her feet and fast with her hands.

She is beautiful.

She is a nightmare.

An eradicator.

True brutality.

She beats the shit out of Bianca for a little longer and then she does it.

Arm around her neck.

Leg tucked between the thighs.

Lift–

Riptide.

Bianca is out. I know it.

The ref doesn’t miss the count. 1, 2, 3.

Done.

Rhea gets up and shouts with joy. I run up to her and she opens her arms to me and I jump into her, putting my face into her neck. She’s spinning me and she’s screaming about not how she won but we won. We won.

I’m back on my feet again and a little disappointed that she won’t hold me on her hip so I can wrap my legs around her. The ref hands her the belt and she screams in delight as she hoists it up in the air. Damian and Finn and Dom rush into the ring and suddenly we are all screaming and whooping and crying out our war cries. Victory is ours. No one can hurt us anymore.

Dominik takes my face in his hands and inspects my eye,

“te golpeó muy fuerte, mi amor.” [she hit you pretty hard, my love]

“dominik, estoy bien, lo prometo.” [dominik, im fine, i promise]

He grins and Finn picks me up in excitement. I laugh and Damian laughs with me. Finn sets me down and I turn back to Rhea.

She stares at me, her beautiful, wicked smile gone. She’s breathless and she’s looking at me as though I am her prize instead of the belt she holds in her hand.

Rhea drops her belt.

She rushes to me and grabs my hips harshly but kisses me gently.

Oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh…

Rhea’s lips kiss me so gently but her grip on me is like iron. The only thing separating me and her is our ring gear. I grab the sides of her face and press my lips against hers, begging for more, more, more.

I realize that we are so close that our hips are smashed together and she is enveloping me in her embrace. Her arms snake around to my back and she pulls me even closer.

There is no way for us to be closer but I want us to be closer. I want to be molded into her so me and her are one. I pull away for a moment and I look into her lust filled eyes. I want more, more , more of her.

“I can’t believe you dropped your title belt,” I say with a laugh.

Rhea puts one hand in my hair and says,

“No championship could ever be worth as much as kissing you.”

She strokes my hair and leans down to give me a soft peck that has me trembling and aching for more of her.

“My girl,” she says. “My girl.”

I smile and kiss her again. I don’t care if her black lipstick smears all over me. I don’t ever want to stop kissing her.

“I’m so proud of you,” I say, a kiss between each word. She smiles at me with her teeth and I melt into her. I love when she’s soft.

I look over at Finn who is clapping like the rest of the audience. Dominik is cheering and Damian is wearing a smirk. I can tell that they knew this would happen eventually. I hear Rhea laugh and she picks up her title belt and then picks me up, wrapping my legs around her waist. She is my champion and I am her prize. She looks up at me, her eyes twinkling with pride. She is not ashamed of me. She would never be ashamed of me. I lean down to kiss her, my hands resting on the sides of her neck.

She raises her belt in victory, and I throw my head back in laughter.

My brutal, wicked, graceful, beautiful champion.

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Hello there! What about a Yandere Shinobu with a g/n reader and she constantly makes fun of the reader to make them depend on her and also keeps them locked up in her butterfly estate. And so they have to endure her harsh remarks and constant bullying and making them cry and makes them depend solely on her which gives her some kind of pleasure from being the only one they can rely upon in their moments of sadness? This is just me wondering what this would look like cause I saw a Yandere prompt from somewhere. Also I don’t know if your still on your break but feel free to pause this if your still enjoying your vacation and are not currently available. Also School starting soon for me so that sorta sucks :(

Emotional manipulative yandere Shinobu x gn!reader

TW: Emotional manipulation. Toxic relationship.

A/N: I am on my break yes but I got time on my hands so I can do your request! And sorry to hear that school starts for you soon :(

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What's the matter? Do you not wanna meet your family?" That haunting voice followed by an evil cackle ecohed through the forest, you were out of breath trying not to fall nor slip.

"Please, let me go!" You screamed back

"I had the delight of the night to eat two humans, but one more wouldn't hurt right?" You made the huge mistake of looking back, before you could turn back and look straight ahead you slipped and fell. You face planting onto the dirt.

The demon laughed and lunged, everything felt like it was slowmotion. You covered your face with your arm awaiting the gory sound of teeth sinking down your flesh.

But instead of that sound you heard someone getting stabbed. You looked up at a gorgeous small women stabbing the demon at the side of his neck with her sword.

The girl kicked off the demons body making it hit a tree. She backflipped as she stood in front of you, back turned to you.

"Sorry I took so long, the demon was really fast" Then she turned her head to you, her amethyst eyes staring back at your e/c eyes. "But I guess you were faster since you are alive right now!" She cheered giving you a smile.

You let out a breath before tears pooled out of your eyes.

"T-thank you! Thank you so much! I thought I was gonna die, I don't wanna die. Thank your for saving me!" You sniffled and looked up at Shinobu. Shimmering tear trails on your cheeks.

Something sparked inside Shinobu, she didn’t know what it was but... She needed to see you cry to her like that again.

"Well it is my job to save you from these disgusting demons!" Shinobu said with a bright smile.

"Did you get hurt anywhere?" You shook your head. "Where is your home?"

"I-I have no home to go back to"

Perfect

"I am really sorry to hear that. If you don't have any other place to go then I advice you to go to mine. I have food, water and a room tp spare just for you. That is... If you will come with me" Shinobu said and reached out her hand to you. You were a bit hesitant. Your father always told you to NEVER go with strangers but, what choice do you have?

You took her hand and she helped you raise up.

You couldn't help to cry. This all happened so fast. You went out to buy some new plates for your parents only to see blood on the floor and their ripped clothes. You didn’t have time to take it all in before you heard a cackle and that thing came for you. Teeths and claws so sharp you only hear it in stories to scare kids with.

But then you were saved by a stranger and now you have to live with them.

As you cried you felt the stranger gently pull you in, the kind gesture made you cry even more. Your held back sobs turned into full out cries, you cried on the womans shoulder as she rubbed soothing circles on your back.

Shinobu saw how you cried to her, you were so dependent on her despite not even knowing her name. She wanted more of this.

After a while you looked ahead softly gasping at the huge mansion that was right in front of you. The morning sunlight shining on the mansion beautifully making it look like heaven.

"Oh dear Y/N, what a mess you're making" Shinobu said tauntingly, looking down at your messy form. You were helping Aoi with baking and you carried the bag that had flour in it, but you slipped and the flour was all over you. Your clothes, your hair, everything. As if the universe was punishing your failure, Shinobu just so happened to walk in on it.

You felt so embarrassed, your face and your ear lobes were completely red.

Shinobu looked down at you. Like you were lower than her.

"Are you gonna clean yourself up or do you like to get stared down at?" you quickly got up and nearly ran out of there.

You can't believe you managed to mess up so badly. In front of Shinobu too no less!

As you showered you were starting to wonder 'why is she being so mean?'. You only hoped it was temporary and that she had a bad day.

You were reaching your breaking point. That woman has done nothing more than to insult you, make fun of you and making you feel like you were worthless.

You have clumsily made mistakes here and there like cursing in front of the triplets, spilling when Aoi is cooking and even spilled water on Shinobu. Even for the most minor things she made the biggest deal out of it, sputing off harsh remarks at you.

There have been so many times were you locked yourself into your own room, crying yourself to sleep.

You were now walking silently to your room after being relentlesly made fun of for falling in the koi pond at the backyard.

As you cried a knock was heard. You became angry, can't they understand that you were upset?

"Go away"

"Is that how you answer when someone knocks on your door? That really is quite rude of you Y/N" Your heart dropped to your toes and your blood ran cold.

Without being consented to Shinobu walked right on in.

"How are you feeling Y/N?"

"W-why do you ask?"

"Well I just wanted to check up on you. Making such a huge fool of yourself surely can't be good for your own mental health" It happened again. Shinobu acts like she cares about you just to then shut down your hopes with mock.

You clenched your fist so hard your knuckles turned white.

"W-why are you treating me this way!? For the past weeks you have done nothing but making me feel like I'm worthless! I have done nothing to you and yet..." You were loss for words as you looked down at the floor. The floor getting stained by your tears.

You looked up at Shinobu only to feel your heart drop deeper. Shinobu didn’t smile anymore and just stared at you.

"I have done nothing to make fun of you?" She repeated your sentance. She sarcastically chuckled before she slowly walked towards you.

"I have done nothing but take care of you. I have made sure you get your food, a nice big room and I have treated you after all your injuries. Have you not heard of the saying" you should not bite the hand that feeds you? "

You didn’t notice you were backing away from her until your back hit the wall.

"You do realize that I am the reason you're living so lavishly right now? Without me you would have nowhere to go. You would be living on the streets. I am right, am I not?"

"Y-yes you are but you are also the only one that-"

"You can rely on and trust" She cuts you off.

"W-what?"

"I am the only one that can truly take care of you. I know what you want, what you need, I know the best. You have no one to turn to except for me. I know you're sad and still mourn over your parents, so please talk to me about it. I can fill the hole in your heart that your parents left behind"

Tears began to pool out of your eyes again, your knees felt weak and you fell to the ground. Shinobu sat down and cupped your cheeks, letting her thumbs wipe away your tears. She gave you a kind pitiful smile.

"You're lost without your parents but that's okay because I'm here, to guide you and lead you to the right path. Do you understand?" You nodded slowly.

"Say it with me. I am lost and I need your guideance"

"I am lost and I need your guidance" You slowly repeated.

"You are the only one I can depend on"

"You are..." You looked up at her and she signaled you to continue. "The only one I can depend on" Shinobu's smile widened.

She hugged you and sighed contently.

"I am so happy you understand" You said nothing and slowly hugged her back.

Maybe Shinobu is the one you need right now.

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