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inthe-dark-tonight · 1 year ago

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i'd rather die than give you control

boston era!joel x fem!reader

summary: you fuck up on a supply run, joel decides to teach you a lesson.

word count: 5.2k

warnings: E (18+ mdni!!!) porn w/o plot, joel is MEAN, light angst, dom/sub dynamics, little bit of brat tamer!joel, established “relationship”, oral (f & m receiving), face fucking, unsafe p in v, creampie, slight dacryphilia, light spanking, this has some dark themes so if that’s not your thing pls don’t read & let’s pretend that fucking on an abandoned couch on top of an old sleeping bag isn’t unsanitary okay???

notes: this idea came to me while listening to the song head like a hole by nine inch nails so it’s veryyyyyy slightly inspired by that, i’m honestly very nervous to post this but!!! here we go. thank you so much @javiscigarette for encouraging me to keep going with this and also beta reading for me i literally love you to pieces, and also a huge thank you to @ilovepedro for beta reading pieces of this for me as well MWAH <333

Joel hasn’t spoken to you since you got to the safe house hours ago. He’s not usually one to talk about how he’s feeling when he’s angry or upset, but lately you’ve been wishing he would. Wishing he would say more, do more after all the time you’ve known each other. But you know the moments you have together are nothing more to him than the need for both of you to take out your frustrations. You can’t help but still crave those intimate moments though. If you can even call them that.

You’re in your sleeping bag on the couch and Joel is on the floor. Most times you two will sleep next to eachother while on a supply run, especially if there’s a bed, and always after he fucks you. When back in the qz, it's a little more complicated.

You roll over onto your side to face him, the moonlight casting just enough light into the room to see that he’s laying on top of his sleeping bag with his back to you. A quiet sigh leaves your lips as you watch his body move with each inhale and exhale. You won’t be able to sleep unless you talk to him.

You sit up, contemplating for a second if this is a good idea before unzipping your bag and standing up from the couch. It feels like your heart is about to beat out of your chest as you slowly walk towards him, a knot forming in your stomach as you get closer. He hasn’t moved so you’re assuming you haven’t woken him up as you kneel beside him on the floor. You stare at him for a moment before speaking, eyes trailing over where his flannel is stretched over his broad shoulders.

“Joel.” you whisper. He doesn’t even flinch. “Are you awake?” Your voice is still hushed.

You reach your hand out to touch his bicep but freeze before making contact, afraid of what his reaction may be. Your hand finally rests on his arm, shaking him lightly. Now you can see that his eyes are open, but he still hasn’t turned to look at you.

“Please talk to me…” you bite at your lower lip waiting for a response.

A lump starts to grow in your throat as your mind replays the events of earlier that day. He was angry at you for not listening, there was no doubt about it, but you want nothing more than for him to talk to you now.

“I’m sorry, what do I have to do for you to forgive me?” Your voice cracks slightly, trying to hold back your emotions as you speak.

Your chest starts to feel tight, the pain of him not saying a word is too much. You can handle him being angry with you, he sure as hell has been before, but if that means not talking to you at all you’re not sure how much you can take.

You take a deep breath and remove your hand from his arm before moving to lay down behind him. His body is radiating warmth as you lay only a few inches from him. Slowly you start to snake your arm around his torso, chest flush against his warm back. He still doesn’t say a word as you lay your cheek against him and start to rub your thumb back and forth over his soft, flannel covered stomach.

“Joel.” You feel like tears could spill from your eyes any second now, hoping he’ll say something. Anything.

You slowly move your hand lower, not worrying about what the consequences might be. All you want now is some sort of reaction from him, anything to show that he’s listening. Anything to get him to look at you. Your hand continues to move lower down to the waist of his jeans, just wanting to feel him.

Suddenly, before you can even process, you feel his large calloused hand quickly wrap around your wrist. His head snaps towards you as he props himself up on his elbow, glaring down at where you lay.

“What the hell are you doing?” He sounds pissed, maybe even more than earlier. He just stares back at you, your eyes wide in surprise.

“I- I just-” you stutter, struggling to find words.

“This isn’t how it works. Did you forget?” His jaw ticks as he lets go of your wrist, shoving it back towards you.

He fully sits up now looking straight ahead and you shrink back into yourself, tears welling in your eyes, afraid of what he might say next.

“I decide when and if this happens.” He’s breathing heavily. “You should know that by now.”

“I know I-“ he cuts you off before you can finish your thought.

“You obviously don’t.”

You swallow back the sob threatening to leave your throat.

“Go sit on the couch.” his head falls to look at his lap as you scramble to stand up.

You don't dare to look back at him as you quietly walk back over to the couch. You take a seat in the middle with your hands on your lap as you wait for his next move. This is how the game usually goes.

He shakes his head slightly before looking towards you, a darkness behind his eyes. “So now you want to listen?”

He slowly gets up from his spot on the ground and turns towards you, standing there for a moment with his hands on his hips. His eyes are glued to the floor as he stands there for a moment thinking, but you can sense the anger behind them. As he looks up, walking towards you and stopping right in front of where you're sitting, you feel your chest start to tighten even more. You just stare down at your hands in your lap waiting for him to speak.

“Look at me.” His voice is low.

Your head snaps up without hesitation to look into his eyes.

“Lay back, keep your hands above your head.” His accent sounds thicker than usual, voice gravely as he speaks.

You do as he says, leaning back into the couch and raising your hands to grab the back of the couch. As you do so, Joel kneels down in front of you on the floor causing your legs to naturally part for him. He takes a deep breath before wrapping his arms under your knees, hands gripping your jean clad thighs before pulling you forward so your ass is at the edge of the couch causing you to let out a small yelp.

He keeps one of his hands on your thigh, the other moving to hover over your covered core. As he rests his large hand over your covered sex, warmth spreads through your lower stomach from the contact. He looks up at you through his lashes, dark eyes burning into yours. You feel a jolt of arousal through your core.

His thumb grazes over the seam of your jeans, immediately finding your already sensitive clit. He knows you, knows your body even fully clothed, and that fact turns you on more. He lightly applies pressure with his thumb, rubbing in circles over your jeans. The sensation of the seam rubbing against you and the pressure of his thumb causes a moan to slip from your lips.

“Joel…” he removes his hand from your clothed core, moving up towards the waist of your jeans.

His rough calloused hand moves under the hem of your shirt, brushing lightly against the soft skin of your stomach. You shudder at the feeling, goosebumps covering your skin as you buck your hips up towards him.

“Stay still for me.” He glances up at you again, it’s a warning, and your chest flutters.

The anticipation is killing you. He moves both hands to unbutton your jeans, slowly sliding them down and off of you, leaving them in a pile at your feet. His eyes immediately lock onto the wet spot growing on your panties and a smug smile forms on his face.

“Already so fuckin’ wet, haven't even touched ya yet.” he hums, leaning in closer to your core.

He wraps one arm under your leg again, the other grabbing your waist to keep you from squirming. His nose rubs against the wet spot on your cotton panties and you bite the inside of your cheek, holding back a moan as you lightly clench your thighs around his head. Joel looks up at you again, the sight of him between your thighs so heavenly. You want nothing more than to reach out and bury your hands into his graying curls.

“Gonna listen and stay still for me baby?” His voice sends a vibration through your core as he tightens his grip on you. You struggle to keep still, nodding your head in response.

“Good, wouldn't wanna have to stop.” He's teasing you.

He slides his hand from your hip down to hook a finger onto your underwear, tugging them down as he lifts your waist off the cushion. You suck in a breath as the cool air hits your soaked core. Joel doesn't waste any time, his hands are immediately back on you, fingers slotting through your glistening folds. He watches intently as his fingers easily slide up and down, covered in your slick. His face moves closer to you, warm breath fanning over your sensitive skin before replacing his fingers with his tongue.

The feeling of his warm tongue darting out over your clit causes you to let out a moan. His tongue runs small circles around your nub, teasing you slowly before he licks through your folds. As he removes his mouth from you, you let out a gasp at the loss, but he quickly makes up for it by inserting two fingers into your cunt.

“Oh god.” your head falls back on to the cushion, eyes squeezed shut and fingers gripping the edge of the couch harder.

His pace starts to quicken, fingers curling to hit that spongy spot inside of you just right. He’s focused on his motions, mesmerized by the way his fingers disappear into your tight hole. His thumb starts to swirl in circles against your swollen clit and a soft whine escapes your mouth.

“That feel good?” You don’t have the strength to answer.

His free hand finds its way under your shirt to meet with your breast, fingers tweaking with your hardened nipple. Your eyes shoot back open, looking down at where he’s between your legs. His mouth is slightly parted as he watches you, watches your reaction to his movements and the way he’s touching you. You clench around his fingers, trying to hold back the urge to reach out and touch him. Trying to keep yourself still. The coil in your stomach is going to snap any second and he knows it.

“Wanna come, baby?” He asks sweetly, so soft.

“Please Joel, please.” You’re practically begging.

He removes his hand from your breast and swings your leg over his shoulder, quickening his pace. His hand rests on your thigh lightly squeezing as he urges you on. He applies pressure with his

“Close.” It’s all you can get out.

The coil in your stomach is about to snap, Joel still isn’t slowing his pace, fingers hitting all the right places. He feels you clench around him one last time, and then suddenly you feel him pull away, the loss of his fingers causing your hips to buck forward. You let out a gasp as he abruptly drops your leg from his shoulder and stands up.

Your eyes shoot open. “What the fuck?” You’re trying to catch your breath.

“Did you really think I was going to let you come? After the stunt you pulled earlier?” He shakes his head, a sly look on his face as he watches you.

Your mind flashes back to the supply run earlier that day as you clench your thighs together, hands dropping to your sides grasping at the couch cushions. A tingling sensation travels through your body, mind hazy from overstimulation. You stare up at him trying to process what’s just happened, jaw slack as your eyes start to well with tears. Joel’s hand lifts to your cheek, gently brushing his thumb against your soft skin. He drops his hand and adjusts himself, turning away from you and walking back towards his spot on the floor.

He’s never been this mean before. Never denied you an orgasm, and the feeling is overwhelming. You knew he was mad about earlier, but you didn’t anticipate him being this mad.

Earlier on the supply run you just kept fucking up. Being too loud, careless, forgetful, you name it. The two of you were sent to check out an old strip mall that had surely been raided at some point before, but not by the two of you. He had warned you that this could be an area with raiders or infected lurking nearby and that you needed to be extra cautious, but you took it lightly, after all this wasn’t your first supply run. You had ran into trouble with clickers before and handled it well, but never raiders.

Of course when the two of you got there, you realized you forgot your gun. It was only you and Joel this time around, no Tess, so the fact that you forgot your gun of all things wasn’t great. That was the first thing to set him off.

“Really? How the hell do you forget your gun?”

“I don’t know, must’ve left it on the table.” You shrug.

He sighs. “Hope your knife skills have gotten better.”

“Sorry…” You mumble.

He turns away and you follow him to find a way inside.

Once the two of you started looking around the place, you found yourself tripping and bumping into things more than usual. Bumping into a shelf, knocking an old jar over while weaving in and out of isles. Joel would shoot you an annoyed look every time which only made you more on edge.

When you got to what must’ve been an old hardware store, Joel had found a few salvageable things and the two of you started to dig around to fill your packs.

“Alright let’s get out of here.” He let out a low grunt as he stood up, lifting his pack over his shoulder.

You glanced up at him before standing up, as you stood straight up slinging your pack over your shoulder your bag hit a metal rack behind you causing it to nearly fall over. Joel reached his hand out quickly, stopping it from falling.

“Damnit.” He said between gritted teeth. “You need to be quieter I’m not fuckin’ around.” He gave you a stern look.

“Quieter?” You gave him a playful look. “What, LIKE THIS?” You yelled out, giggling afterwards.

Normally he loved when you were like this, a little disobedient so he could put you back in your place later that night. Show you how to behave. But right now he wasn’t having it.

There was the sound of branches snapping outside and Joel immediately looked up, wide eyes locking on the nearest entrance. In an instant he was grabbing you, spinning you so your back was against his chest and covering your mouth with his large hand. His other arm was snaked around the front of you, holding you close.

“Fuck.” He whispered into your ear as he pulled the both of you into another room to hide. “You really had to do this right now?”

The coil in your stomach is still tightly wound, and now you’re pissed. You’ll just do it yourself then.

Your hand finds its way to your puffy tender clit, running your fingers over it as you slowly start to move through your slick folds. Joel still has his back to you as he stands over where his sleeping bag lays on the floor, hands on his waist. Your fingers find their way back to your swollen clit, lightly rubbing circles. Your eyes rake over his form, his broad shoulders and the way his flannel is rolled up exposing his forearms. You bite your cheek, trying to stay as quiet as possible. As you apply more pressure, a soft moan escapes your mouth causing Joel to turn back around.

His eyes immediately fall to where your fingers are picking up speed between your legs and his eyes grow dark, hand flexing by his side as he watches you. You don’t stop. His eyes meet with yours and your mouth falls open, pace never faltering.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?” His brows pinch together forming a crease as he waits for a response.

You can see his chest starting to heave as you look at him through heavy lidded eyes. Now you’ve done it, you think to yourself.

He slowly walks back over to you, stopping in front of you, staring down at the way your fingers move so smoothly over your soaked core. He reaches his hand out to lightly grab your jaw, tilting your head up towards him. You let out a yelp as your eyes meet his, growing darker by the second.

“Hm?” His jaw is clenched as he squeezes yours lightly before he speaks through gritted teeth. “Answer me.”

“No.” You croak out, stopping your motions and reaching to pull your underwear back up.

“Well, don't stop now.” Your brows knit together in confusion. “Since you want to come so badly around nothing instead of my cock, keep going.” you let out a small gasp.

“Rather have you.” You say breathlessly.

A smug smile forms on his face as he removes his hand from your jaw and crosses his arms over his chest.

“Hm, not what it looks like.” He’s teasing you now, wanting you to beg. And you will. He knows you will.

“Joel…” You whisper, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “It’s been too long.”

“Should’ve thought about that earlier,” He huffs. “when you were touchin’ yourself, when you were acting up on the supply run.”

“I know, I wasn’t thinking.” You start to sit up straight, scrambling for the right words. “I said I was sorry, just need you.” It comes out just above a whisper.

Your eyes dart to the growing bulge in his pants then back to his eyes. He’s standing right at the edge of the couch between your parted legs and you can feel heat radiating off him, drawing you in closer. He shifts his weight and his hands fall back to his sides as he contemplates what to do next.

“Prove it.”

You stare up at him with wide eyes, dumbstruck. “Wha-“

“If you need my cock so badly, prove it.” His tongue darts out to wet his lips as he subtly juts his hips forward.

Your bottom lip disappears between your teeth as you soak up his last words. Without your eyes leaving his, you reach up slowly to rest your hand over where his cock is straining against his dark jeans. He takes a deep breath through his nose as you start to gently apply pressure. You inch your hands up to the hem of his jeans and swiftly undo his belt, unbutton them and pulling the zipper down in one motion before tugging them off his waist so they’re resting around his thighs. The sight of his thick cock only restrained by his cotton underwear causes you to let out a small gasp.

You look back up at Joel for reassurance and he nods, expression never faltering. Your hands rest on his lower abdomen right above the hem of his boxers, running over the sparse hairs leading down past his boxers. As you hook his fingers into the fabric, pulling them down, his fully hardened cock springs out causing your mouth to salivate at the sight.

Without thought, your hand immediately wraps around the thick base of his cock causing him to let out a low groan. You lightly squeeze, teasing him as you lean in closer. Your tongue darts out from between your lips to lick at the precum leaking from his silky smooth tip and he sucks in a breath.

“Jesus.” his hand moves to rest on the back of your neck, the other caressing your cheek.

You look up at him through your lashes, tongue still on his tip as you flash him a daunting smile. You release his cock from your grip and run your tongue from the base of his tip, along the bottom of his length back to his tip before sucking him back into your mouth. The salty taste of his precum still on your taste buds as you swirl your tongue in circles and take the rest of him into your mouth in one go. Tears start to rim your eyes as the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat.

“Good girl.” Joel praises you as he wipes away the tears starting to form at the edge of your eyes.

Your head moves back releasing his cock from your lips with a popping sound before bringing your lips back to rest on his tip. His grip on the back of your neck starts to tighten as he begins to lightly thrust his hips forward. You slowly open your mouth, giving him access and wrapping your lips around his warm cock again. Both your hands grip onto his thighs, holding yourself still as he slowly thrusts forward again. He lets out a low groan as your mouth encloses around his thick member and your motions stop, allowing him to take control.

“God damn baby.” Joel huffs as he begins to pull back.

His hand caresses the back of your head guiding you as you open up wider and your nose buries into the sparse curls at the base of his cock. The tip of his cock prods at the back of your throat and you swallow trying to get some sort of relief. He holds your head there for a moment, relishing in the warm, wet feeling of your mouth wrapped around him before pulling back. Your cheeks hollow, sucking harder and he stops before the tip of his cock leaves your mouth.

As he pulls out, you watch the string of saliva connecting to the tip of his flushed cock break before he pulls you back in, swollen lips immediately parting for him once more.

“Look at me while I fuck your throat.” His hands move to your jaw, tilting your head as far as it can go until your eyes land on his.

You can feel tears rimming your eyes again as you dig your nails into the warm flesh of his thighs, the back of your throat is already raw. His thumbs caress your cheeks before he roughly fucks into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat once again and your eyes squeeze shut allowing the tears brewing in your eyes to finally spill over.

“You can take it.” He continues the thrust into your mouth as he speaks.

You open your eyes and look back at him, he tilts his head to the side as he looks down at you, and mocking pout on his face. His pace doesn’t falter, the only sound in the room is his deep voice and the filthy wet sound of his thick cock relentlessly fucking your throat.

“This the only way I can get you to be quiet, huh? Gotta have my cock stuffed down your throat for you to shut the fuck up?” The last word comes out just as he thrusts his hips, large calloused hands nearly digging into your cheek as he lets out a low grunt.

His words cause you to let out a low moan around his cock as he hits the back of your throat one last time, and you feel him tense. His head falls back, a deep growl leaving his throat before his eyes snap back to you.

He pulls his cock out of your mouth, and before you can even focus he’s pulling you up from the couch and spinning you to lay on your stomach. You flop down, holding yourself up on your forearms as he pulls your underwear the rest of the way down, and you swear you can hear the fabric lightly tearing before he discards them somewhere on the floor. Next he grabs the hem of your long sleeve, pulling it up over your bare tits. You frantically pull it over your head and off before throwing it somewhere. He quickly pulls you up so that you’re on your knees and grabs your wrists, pinning your arms behind your back as your cheek buries into the couch cushion.

“This what you were hoping for?” he nearly grunts as he holds your wrists in place with one hand, positioning himself over you. “Hm?” you can hear his breathing as he leans down closer to your face.

You can’t speak, a low moan leaves your lips, but that's not enough of an answer for him. He lands a small smack on your ass and your body jolts from the contact.

“Answer me.” he says through gritted teeth. You feel him lay some of his weight against your back now and his still fully hard cock presses into you. He leans down close to your face and you feel his lips touch your ear as he speaks.

“This what you were hoping for when you were acting up earlier?” His deep voice sends a shiver through your body, igniting the heat blooming in your core.

You feel his weight shift as he pulls away from your face. “Hoping I would teach you a lesson?” His hand wraps around his cock, guiding it towards your tight hole, already soaked in anticipation.

Your hips push back into him and you attempt to open your legs wider, making room for him to guide himself to your entrance, and without a second thought he thrusts into you. He places one hand on your hip holding you up, as the other keeps your arms pinned behind you. It’s fast and rough, and you can hear the sound of skin on skin as his hips snap forward, thrusting into you with all his force, taking out his anger from earlier on your cunt. This is how it always goes. You piss him off to get what you want, then he fucks you senseless until all his anger and frustration is gone, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

A small moan escapes your lips as he grips you tighter, pumping his large cock in and out of you hard enough to jolt your body forward with each thrust. You can hear him grunting above you, pace never faltering.

“Take me so well,” he huffs. “this tight little cunt is all mine. Made for me.” His voice is deep with lust as he speaks, and it sends a burning heat through your core as a moan escapes you.

He moves his hand from your hip, snaking his arm around your torso and grabbing onto your left tit as he pulls you back against him. He has your arms still pinned behind you as you arch your back and your upper body meets his chest. Your head falls back over his shoulder, eyes falling shut.

“Say it.” He speaks against your cheek, lips ever so lightly grazing your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Yours.” You choke out.

He releases your wrists and wraps his arm around your waist, your arms rest over his, gripping his forearms where his flannel is rolled up as he continues to fuck into you. You turn your face to look up at him, and you find him looking down, his eyes fixated on the way he’s pumping in and out of you. Mesmerized by the sound, the way you take him so well and the way his hips snap against your ass with every thrust. Your chest flutters and the coil in your stomach that’s been building is ready to snap any minute.

“‘M close.” It’s barely audible, his eyes snap away from where your body’s meet to look into yours.

“Think you deserve to come this time?” His mouth is slightly parted, eyes flickering to your lips and back as you nod your head.

“Yes, please Joel.” You breathlessly beg.

“Did you learn your lesson?” One of his hands creeps towards your sensitive clit, your hand still gripping his forearm. “You be quiet when I tell you to, and you don’t touch yourself unless I,” he grunts as he thrusts into you. “say so.” The last part is said through gritted teeth, punctuated with a hard thrust and the sound of his hips snapping against you.

His fingers meet your clit and he applies pressure, rubbing in tight fast circles. Your head falls back and he nips at your neck, teeth just barely brushing your skin as his tongue sets your skin.

“Say it.” His warm breath fans against your skin.

“I’m quiet when you tell me,” his lips latch on to your skin, lightly sucking as you gasp and your hips jut forward. He uses the hand on your mound to pull you back into him. “and I don’t touch myself. Unless you say.”

“Good girl.” His fingers pick up speed, you nearly let out a scream as a white hot pleasure pulses through your body.

Joel keeps moving his fingers over your clit and one of your hands flies up to bury in his hair. You lightly tug, causing him to grunt, as your body starts to feel limp. His hand wraps back around your torso, holding you up against him as he continues to fuck you, panting into your neck. He thrusts into you two, three more times and you feel his pace falter then still as he releases his load with a low moan.

He gently falls forward onto the couch, still holding onto you as he gently lays atop of you. You can feel his warm body pressed against your back, chest rapidly rising and falling as he catches his breath. You catch a quick glimpse of him, eyes closed, lips parted and damp curls lightly sticking to his forehead. His cheeks are slightly flushed and he looks divine.

He stays inside you for another moment before lifting off of you. You hear the couch creek as he gets up, then you hear his zipper and belt as he adjusts his pants before walking back over to his spot on the floor. You don’t move, laying there with your eyes closed as you catch your breath. After a minute or two you start to sit up, looking over at where he’s laying with his back to you again. You grab your discarded shift from the floor and slip it back on before searching for your underwear, picking up your jeans along the way.

After a few minutes you give up and slip your jeans back on, whatever. You look down at your sleeping bag spread open on the couch, then back at Joel. It might be a bad idea, but you walk over to where he’s laying and lay behind him again, wrapping your arm around his torso and pressing yourself against his warm, broad back. You let out a sigh and he doesn’t move, and as you start to drift asleep, you feel his arm rest on top of yours.

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 9 months ago

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NSFT Alphabet: Morningstar!Ithaqua

Here's wonderwall!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Morningstar likes to hold you, resting his head on your chest to hear your heartbeat. The whispers on your skin of “I love you” repeated obsessively

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His hands. He likes what he can do with them especially when it comes to what these hands can do to you. These hands that have been covered by so much blood, these hands that have you begging for him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

One might call him a painter (no one does) with how he loves to see you love to cum on you, yet not your face

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Likes the idea of fucking you with his brother or fucking you in front of his brother (not really a dirt secret because he would mention it from time to when thinking about him)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

This one has a lot of experience and knows what he likes and does not like in the bedroom

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Reverse cowgirl (riding but facing away from the partner)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He is not goofy and more sadistic in bed so kinda serious

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Like Ithaqua he does not have a lot of hair and is very light colored

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

He can be romantic but it at a cost

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If he is jacking off it is in front of you and punishing you for something

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

For plot reasons he has whatever i think fits him so imma say generally BDSM themes

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The throne room, his bedchambers, that cage prison where he put his brother, the garden, etc (anywhere he can get away with taking you)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Simple man anything can get him going

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Bathroom related things

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Both and very skilled

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

A mix of both depend on his mood

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Love and hate quickies but does them often

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Very much a risk person and that should worry you because he can go too far at times

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

A lot, pray. No seriously

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Like Ithaqua: no. His dick is enough and if you need a toy then he will treat you like a toy

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Very unfair

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Mix between loud and quiet.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Morningstar cannot express his genuine love for him like a normal person, he does love you but always comes out as obsessive and possessive to the point of scary

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He is perfection.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He does not sleep, trust issues and his years of wandering do not allow him to sleep well. If he does sleep it is because his body has given out and you are tied to the bed unable to do anything but lay there

#idv #reader insert #identity v x reader #idv x reader #identity v #identity v x you #idv x you #ithaqua x you #identity v ithaqua #ithaqua x reader #idv ithaqua #night watch x reader #night watch idv #night watch x you

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wangxianficfinder · 11 months ago

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In the mood for...

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1. Hi could you please suggest some

A) Omega Wei wuxian alpha lwj fanfics?

B) And fox wwx dragon lwj with good plot too @lostsoul234

1A)

A/B/O Comp

🧡 shoot your shot -- hot or knot by defractum (nyargles) (E, 51k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O Dynamics, Reality Show, Hunger Games Setting, Canon-Typical Violence, Extremely Dubious Consent, Getting Together, Happy Ending, Humor, Additional Warnings In Author's Notes) (link in #6) would probably work?

@archeaologies said: re your latest 'im in the mood for' post, 1b (foxxian and dragonji fics): ive been slowly putting together a massive rec list on my sideblog (@lansyuan) of exactly this au - its currently sat in my drafts but if op wants to pm me on my sideblog then i can link them all the fics ive collected so far! 🥰

Shape-shifter AU Comp

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2. I was wondering if yall wouldn't mind reccing any favorite Chengxian canon Era fics? @dragonfairies

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3. Itmf for wangxian post canon where WWX is threatened to sacrifice himself for LWJ. It can be any case fiction with an interesting villain making their life hard. @paraffin22

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4. Hello, thank you for all your wonderful recommendations! Itmf LXC takes care of WWX

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5. Itmf omega WWX presenting for lwj

#2 in this fic finder might have a few you would enjoy

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6. Itmf wangxian survival fics, like wilderness or cold, etc

and from our own/live to ourselves by betweentheheavesofstorm (M, 105k, wangxian, modern, fantasy, reality tv, angst w/ happy ending, survival, blood & gore, self-harm, animal death, slow burn) this might count?

The Edge of Night by Hobbsy3 (M, 277k, WangXian, XuanLi, Modern AU, Zombie Apocalypse, Yúnmèng Siblings Dynamics, Accidental Baby Acquisition During a Zombie Apocalypse, Junior Quartet, (except they’re all babies), Angst with a Happy Ending, Minor Character Death, Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Gore, Ensemble Cast, Worst Zombie Fighting Team Ever, Found Family)

In The Dark Right Now by phnelt (T, 10k, wangxian, JC & LWJ, WWX & JC, graphic depictions of injuries, trapped in a cave, Near Death Experience, fatalistic thinking, established wangxian, Family Feels, mention of unnamed illness of an offscreen character, Nobody dies in this fic, Modern Setting, JC and WWX are caved in and LWJ talks to them through the radio, Hurt/Comfort)

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7. itmf (self indulgent) wwx appreciation fic. have a good day.

Simping over WWX is my fave hobby Series by brrrrrRawr (T, 10k, WangXian, WWX's original body, Fluff, Pet Name,s Blushing, No Smut, Genius WWX, yunmeng bros reconciliation, endgame lotus pier, big bro wwx rights, also dad wwx rights, BAMF WWX, Bad Writing, Body Dysphoria So OOC, world building, cliff diving, corpse wrestling, OOC, Canon Divergence, god WWX, god WN, god WQ, child JL, teenager MXY, xuanli get resurrected, rip nmj tho, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, BAMF WWX, BAMF WN, BAMF WQ)

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8. papa-zhan fics please! a-yuan/sizhui calling him dad, a-die, baba, whatever. canon world or modern anything, just some baba lan wangji softness.

🧡 Yiling Salon: Hair, Nails and Piercing by TriviasFolly (T, 22k, WangXian, Modern AU, hairstylist AU, WWX owns a salon, Hairstylist WWX, 5+1 Things, Fluff, Experimental Style)

🧡 paint smears on sunny days by SnowshadowAO3 (E, 53k, WangXian, Comfort, Fluff and Smut, Everyone Is Alive, Modern AU, Dadji, Mutual Pining, Happy Ending, Brief Alcohol Mention, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Accidentally co-parenting with your son's art teacher, Fatherhood)

When You Wake, 怎能当梦一场 by acertainrogue (T, 39k, WangXian, WWX is in a coma, Angst with a Happy Ending, Modern AU, Single Dad LWJ, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Parenthood, YZY's A+ Parenting, JFM's A+ parenting, wangxian family) mind the tags pls

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9. hello! it is me that animal-whisperer lwj fic anon! thank you for recommending that, it was such a good read..

would it be fine to ask more of that kind? i cannot seem to get enough of that trope.

🧡 A Study in Fluff by WeaverOfTheNight (T, 29k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ghost bunnies, Vet LWJ, Architect WWX, Kid LSZ, Domestic fluff, Modern with Magic)

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10. This is more of a recommendation ask, does anyone know of any good canon compliant post last chapter fics? basically just more of lwj and wwx and the juniors etc just living their lives like the iron hook extra in the novels? Basically just any very canon post story stories people made i can’t get over the last chapter it was so cute with the lotuses and tipped boat help Sorry if that doesn’t really make sense THABK YOU TUMBLR!!!!!! @kaleajakic

🔒do not go gentle by RoseThorne (G, 684, WN & WQ, WN & WWX, LSZ & WQ, Canonical Character Death, Spirits, Ghosts, LWJ Plays Inquiry, Song: Inquiry, Protectiveness, Grief/Mourning, Love, Acceptance, Family, Angst, Post-Canon, POV Third Person, POV WN)

A More Practical Approach by Elhana (T,9k, WangXian, Canon Compliant Teacher WWX, Humour, POV Multiple, Implied Sexual Content, WWX is resourceful, wuxia magic shenanigans, Based on a Tumblr Post, Post-Canon)

It takes courage to pet a dog. by nenufares (T, 10k, WangXian, Post-Canon, a bit of canon-typical violence, past animal abandonment, Dogs, Fluff and Humor, Mild Hurt/Comfort) I'm not sure if they really count but they are post canon and I enjoyed reading them!

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11. itmf fic where wwx is cultivating the ghostly path like in the novel. i'd like recs for a cultivation that's more a compassion/empathy-based collaboration that results in the liberation of the resentful dead not an antihero necromancer forcing the dead to do his will for the greater good. thanks ❤️🩵

🔒 the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break by RoseThorne (E, 91k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Soulmates, Self-Esteem Issues, Fix-It, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, PTSD, Handfasting, Panic Attacks, Getting Together, First Time, Aftercare, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, /Referenced Torture, Scars, Chronic Pain, Golden Core Reveal, First Time, Switching, sex-related injury, LWJ Stays at the Burial Mounds, LSZ is a Wèi, Good Sibling JC, Dissociation, Burial Mounds Settlement Days)

A Life Without Regrets by naqaashi (M, 74k, wangxian, JFM & WWX, JC & WWX, WRH & WWX, LXC & LWJ, LQR & LWJ, LWJ & NHS, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst and Humor, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Crack Treated Seriously, musical cultivation, Slow Burn, Pining, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Murder Husbands, PTSD, BAMF WWX, Demonic Cultivation, POV WWX, Cultivation Sect Politics, Worldbuilding, No Yīn Iron, Genius WWX, Inventor WWX, Artist WWX, Musician WWX, Night Hunts, Fate & Destiny, Bad Parent JFM & YZY, Golden Core, Cultivation Theory, Sentient Burial Mounds, Father-Son Relationship, Dysfunctional Family, Grief/Mourning, Parent-Child Relationship, Angry WWX, Pining WWX, WWX is Not Okay, No Golden Core Transfer, BAMF LWJ, Pining LWJ, POV LWJ, Angry LWJ, One-Braincell Wangxian, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, WIP)

Ad Oblivione by Baph, HikariNoHimeWriter (M, 70k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Multiple, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Identity Reveal, Golden Core Reveal, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Abusive YZY, Angst with a Happy Ending)

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12. Hi! I was just wondering if you have any good, longer fluff pieces. They can have plot, but in general everyone is happy and no one gets hurt (unless it’s jgs). I know canon makes it a bit more difficult, but if you have any recs, that would be great! I’m just looking for fluff, humor, and plot

Thank you!

how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat) by bwyn, Yuisaki (T, 54k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Actors, Multimedia, Online Friendship, Drunken Shenanigans, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Underage Drinking, Drinking Games, Families of Choice, Ensemble Cast, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn, Catfish AU) there's a bit of angst here

Meet Me Friday At Seven by craftyTrickster (luoxiaobai) (E, 128k, wangxian, modern, Fluff, Meet-Cute, Friends to Lovers, Blind Date, lots of texting, almost a chat fic, WC and WLJ aren’t evil but they are annoying, Kissing, Masturbation, Anal Sex, romantic sex, Bi WWX, bi nhs, Single Parent WWX, Slow Burn, Unreliable Narrator) just pure fluff

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13. Hi! I am looking for canon-divergent fics where people think WWX dies but he actually doesn’t? I then want a big reveal when people realize he is still alive/never actually died. Thank you so much!

ahhh I just sent in an itmf ask about WWX dying but not really? I meant to specify that I want him to be "dead" for a long period of time, not just a brief gimmick. Long enough that people mourn him or move on, and then he comes back years later like in canon. Thanks, and sorry for not putting this in the first ask!

🔒Brotherhood by LtLJ (G, 10k, JC & WWX, CQL canon, Canon Divergence, Yunmeng Brothers Reconciliation, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canon-Typical Violence, BAMF WWX, BAMF JC, breaks from canon during the time skip, YLLZ WWX)

WWX and JYL run away by shanastoryteller (WangXian, XuanLi, JYL and JZX lives, JYL and WWX raise JL and LSZ, Fake Character Death)

Something From Nothing by sami (E, 55k, WangXian, XianLi, Minor QingLi, XiCheng, Canonical Character Death, Canonical Character Resurrection, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon Divergence, Assassin's Creed Fusion, Kinda, Assassin's Creed Vibes, Wangxian is endgame, Slow Burn, specifically for wangxian, no infidelity, no partner betrayal, Angst with a Happy Ending) This has canon divergence and wwx being dead long enough for people to move on plus hey he's alive reveal but not exactly the way requester described

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14. hii! I'm sorry to bother you! i was hoping you could rec me some dark lwj, or dark gusu lan fics? them being more manipulative or possessive? thank you so much in advance<3

A Matter of Time by mrcformoso (M, 40k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, graphic depictions of violence, underage, LWJ pov, JC pov, dark LWJ, manipulation, grooming, teen body adult mind for LWJ, happy ending for wangxian, problematic consensual underage sex, blood & violence, insane LWJ, manic LWJ)

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15. hello!!! hehe would just like to ask if you have any fics where lsz is referenced as the lan heir? thank you! 💕

anyway, here's wuji by kakikaeru (T, 18k, ZhuiYi, WangXian, LingZhen, Post-Canon)

❤️ A Civil Combpaign by Ariaste (M, 12k, zhuiling, wangxian, arranged marriage, combs, courting, awkward teenagers, teenage drama, humor, feelings, fluff)

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16. Heyy ! I am in the mood for your favourite nightmares fic (Wangxian if possible). Thxx ! @sebyyw

#FreePalestine | hold me close by gentil-minou (Flyingsuits) (E, 13k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Established Relationship, Porn with Feelings, Emotional Sex, Grief, Mental Health Issues, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, tender husbands being tender, Character Study, Masturbation, Oral Sex ,Anal Sex, Working Through Grief With Sex, Grieving Your Husband While Fucking Him, Depressed LWJ) I'm not sure if this is what you're looking for but lwj has a nightmare in one scene in my fic here

hunters seeking solid ground by Attila (E, 23k, wangxian, Canon Compliant, discussion of canon character death, Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, bed sharing, Getting Together, Yearning, Literal Sleeping Together, Really Excessive Amounts of Hurt/Comfort)

Feathers On My Breath by Sweetlittlevampire (T, 3k, wangxian, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Teen Crush, Pre-Relationship, Panic Attacks, LWJ Has A Panic Attack, Nightmare, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Past Character Death, Mentions of Dying Linked To The Panic Attack, Sharing a Bed)

a needle, a whisper, an insidious dream by pale_and_tragic (M, 19k, wangxian, WWX & WQ & LWJ, post-canon, fix-it of sorts, case fic, horror elements, nightmares, hallucinations, pining, hurt LWJ, aroace WQ, platonic relationships, suicidal thoughts, angst w/ happy ending, hurt/comfort, sleeping beauty)

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17. Me again, back to pester you all w/ an ITMF ask! Thank you so much for all you do! I have read (and re-read) An Elegant Solution and also Things to Do with a Flute During Wartime, and they have put me in the mood for NMJ-centric stories where he is a fully robust, complex, interesting character. Any ship is okay, and modern AUs welcome, but pref. no MCD. <;3 @kimboo-york

🔒 Audience of One by WinterDreams (T, 181k, XiCheng, WangXian, XuanLi, mentioned SongXiao, implied MingYao, Modern AU, Celebrities, Inspired by 10 Things I Hate About You (1999), Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Singer LXC, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Everyone Needs A Hug, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Swearing, Slow Burn, Family Feels, Family Bonding, childhood crushes, past emotional abuse, Post-Betrayal, Venerated Triad Feels, Yunmeng Duo Feels, Nightmares, Fluff and Angst, hand holding, Babysitter Ā-Qìng, Domestic Fluff, Soft XiCheng, Eventual Happy Ending)

🔒 shades of grey spill from my veins (bleeding ink all over the page) by Reverie (cl410) (M, 58k, LXC/NMJ, wangxian, NHS/WN, POV NMJ, Canon Divergence, WWX raised by the Nie Sec, Mentions of WWX's life on the streets, Hurt/Comfort, Accidental Sibling Acquisition, Single Dad NMJ, NHS & WWX Friendship, Fluff, Humor, Happy Ending, Everyone Lives AU, Protective NMJ, a plot showed up, Sunshot Campaign, Some angst, Blood and Injury, Kidnapping, Protective Siblings, Found Family) more canon

found in translation by sysrae (E, 12k, LXC/NMJ, wangxian, Modern Cultivation, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Panic Attacks, my extremely justified hatred of LQR, Meddling brothers, Coming Out, Loss of Virginity, Under-negotiated Kink, slight breathplay, Light Dom/sub, Aftercare, Angst with a Happy Ending) a modern AU

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If you didn’t get an answer to your ask here, don’t forget to make use of @mdzs-kinkmeme and MDZS KINK MEME on Dreamwidth. Authors actually do use them for ideas. You may get what you order!***Your prompt doesn’t have to be kink! Fluff, crack, whatever - it’s all good!***

#wangxian #mdzs #wangxian fic recs #i'm in the mood for a fic #the untamed #wangxian fic search #wangxianficfinder #long post

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bunny-is-cute · 4 months ago

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FanFic Ask Game

Ask me anything!

A: How did you come up with the title to [insert fic]?

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

C: What character do you identify with most?

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with [insert fic]?

E: If you wrote a sequel to [insert fic], what would it be about?

F: Share a snippet from one of your favourite dialogue scenes you've written and explain why you're proud of it.

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

H: How would you describe your style?

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?

J: Write or describe an alternative ending to [insert fic].

K: What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with?

L: How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you'd care to share?

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you?

O: How do you begin a story-with the plot, or the characters?

P: Are you what George R. R. Martin would call an "architect" or a "gardener"? (How much do you plan in advance, versus letting the story unfold as you go?)

Q: How do you feel about collaborations?

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence?

S: Any fandom tropes you can't resist?

T: Any fandom tropes you can't stand?

U: Share three of your favourite fic writers and why you like them so much.

V: If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

W: Do you like more general prompts, or more specific ones?

X: A character you enjoy making suffer.

Y: A character you want to protect.

Z: Major character death-do you ever write/read it? Is there a character whose death you can't tolerate?

#fanfic ask game #taken from X #please ask me questions #fanfiction #fanfic #ask bunny

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raveszonee · 1 year ago

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Raveszonee Roleplay

W e l c o m e🕸️ - Feel free to ask questions if you want, read as much information as you want as well and read the rules very carefully.

L o c a t e💬 - I usually roleplay on discord, I’m more active than I am on tumblr and threads. My discord is, (( toji.fushiguuro ))

M D N I🚫 - I don’t want minors here because as an adult, I am not comfortable with roleplaying with anyone younger. I also write smut and thus does not make me comfortable enough to write with anyone under the age of 18. If you’re under 18, please leave.

S M U T🔞 - When writing smut, do not be shy to vocalize what you wish to see during a smut scene and what you don’t want to see. As smut should be comfortable for everyone, kinks you aren’t comfortable with should be listed so I can avoid them from happening.

ROLEPLAY LIST HERE!

Rules - OF - The Blog

No Racism - This is common sense but some people find this okay. This does not stand right or okay with me in the slightest. I have seen so much hate to oc's and writers, mainly the black oc's and writers. Black oc's and writers are welcomed to this blog, completely. As well as everyone else. Everyone is welcomed, keep it that way or get blocked and called out.

No Homophobia/Transphobia - Many oc's and the writers are welcomed here regardless of sexuality and how they identify themselves or their oc's. I have shipped with many oc's. And I am not uncomfortable with it at all. This is a safe space to truly be who you are. You also do not have to give up your identity to me as a writer, I have no desire to dig into your life, as it's fine to be cautious about who you tell.

Triggers - Respecting triggers is a must, I do not want limits passed and uncomfortable aura falling into our talks outside of character and in character. Please vocalize your triggers, this helps me prevent certain events that may trigger you or myself. Triggers are important and everyone should consider them. I do not want to trigger anyone.

No debates - This is something that happens in spaces that aren't open for it. I'm not open for debates. I do not mind you having your opinion, but no political debate is worth losing fun. I want to roleplay to help other people have fun, I really don't like war zones, as everyone has their own opinion and the chances of everyone seeing eye to eye, is slim.

Religions - I don't mind everyone having a religion, it's completely fine, be mindful of someone that might have a Religion they live by. This is something worth considering, and be mindful of some oc's who possibly have strict lifestyles to live by as well as writer. And, don't be afraid to educate me on your Religion if you feel I'm overstepping it or not understanding it. I would love to learn more.

Have fun - Roleplay is meant for entertainment, having fun is something I want you to do. Be open with your ideas and never be afraid to send them to me, or ask me how I feel about them. We can always plot together, have fun!

Educating is okay!

This has to be said! Do not be afraid to educate me or anyone else if you feel no one is understanding your oc. I have shipped with oc's who are blind, deaf, autistic, depressed, etc. They sometimes even have adhd, sensory processing disorder, ptsd, etc.

This stuff is not forbidden to educate one on, if you have an oc you feel you can't use due to this being a lack of education for some writers. Do not be afraid to text me information regarding this. This will help me fully understand your oc and so I can work with writing and shipping with them without making them or you uncomfortable.

Thanks for stopping by my blog! You can roleplay with me through my discord! I am mainly active there but do not be afraid to text me here if you have questions! I hope you enjoy!

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padfoot-lupin77 · 1 year ago

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I know that all the hate on Mike’s character is unjustifiable, and he’s been through a lot, and he’s a great character, but after season 4 I was upset and told my little brother the whole plot (he didn’t understand a thing) and ended it with “in other words, Mike is an idiot” so it became an inside joke and every now and then he comes and tells me “remember that thing about Mike? One, to, three” and you have a teenager and a six year old whispering “ i n o t h e r w o r d s M i k e i s a n i d i o t” and it’s hilarious. I love Mike but I love calling him an idiot with my brother who doesn’t know a thing about stranger things more.

#by the way every convo i tell you about my family is translated from my native language so hopefully it makes sense #byler #Mike wheeler #stranger things

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thegeminisage · 5 months ago

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STAR TREK UPDATE TIME. saturday we did voy's "basics part ii" and "flashback," and last night we did voy's "the chute" and "the swarm." not really last night changed bc i am writing this at fuck o clock its going up tmrw w/o me but w/e

basics part ii:

this one was fine. or rather the a-plot of this was boring, the b-plot fucking ruled

like, what do i care about the surface of this planet? ik there's a whole season that happens after this, nobody important is gonna die. even the critter was no that interesting

also, FUCK the baby not really being chakotay's. i was so fucking devastated. i wanted him to have a little guy sooo bad. they gave it to me and then snatched it away. imagine how he must feel...the whole ship in danger to save the kid that wasn't really his, and two people DIED in the process. the a-plot was terrible.

but ohhh the doctor and lon suder taking on the kazons alone. mwah.

first of all, what a match-up. the doctor can't be killed or harmed, not really, not the way suder used to enjoy hurting people. so that puts them on totally even terms

secondly, the fact that suder FINALLY almost overcame his violent impulses and now he has no choice BUT to give into them for a cause greater than his own needs (to have peace with himself)...that's juicy stuff. his struggle when he came back after killing that one guy was absolutely incredible.

finally, i love that out of any two people who could be stuck on voyager, you get the idea that these two people had the best chance of doing what they did. like the doctor is quite literally PART of the computer that runs the ship, and suder has all the violent impulses of his former life now combined with tuvok's methodical nature and his own hard-earned patience. truly a force to be reckoned with. it doesn't really push your suspension of disbelief when he takes out all those guys at once because part of him has been waiting to do that for a looong time

genuinely i'm only disappointed they killed him...a character like this could have EASILY been a regular. i'll miss him so much

flashback:

I LOVED THIS ONE.......

the undiscovered country was not my favorite tos movie by far (it ranks near the bottom actually) but i wish i had skimmed it at least before watching this. the movie footage being there was so so fun, and JANICE RAND! i'm always so happy to see her turn up, she deserved so much better, even if most of her tos scenes did annoy me to death

anyway, imagine being in a show and 30 years later they are calling you on the phone asking if you would like to do another episode of the show. star trek really is so unique in that regard, very few franchises have that same kind of staying power. m*rvel who? get the fuck out of here.

i looooooved getting more of tuvok's backstory. i think it's really hilarious that spock's parents almost disowned him when he joined starfleet but after that vulcan parents are like pressuring their kids to join to be more like him. poor spock and poor tuvok i wish they could have met onscreen just once

janeway in the old uniform!!!!!!!! she looked amazing

mixed feelings about janeway's speech about how things were different in the tos era and that's why sometimes they didn't do the prime directive. actually, it's funny because i got a little huffy at her "they were quicker to reach for their phasers" comment like GIRL NO THEY WEREN'T and then like the very next day i watched "taste of armageddon" where kirk did immediately start blasting because the disintegration chambers triggered his tarsus iv trauma and had to reluctantly forgive her

that said. spock mention.

the chute:

something lgbt happened on star trek voyager...i don't ship this couple because i'm still kirby with a gun re: tom paris, but i'm incredibly happy for people who do. i think about how i would have been if this had been chakotay and janeway instead (besdie myself) and i just KNOW the harry/tom shippers were eating

i wish harry kim got more to do...he had a little more this time but his solo scenes didn't have much meat to them, it was his scenes w tom paris that really stood out

and like i didn't hate those scenes, but the "shitty hellhole prison" plot itself also kind of bored me, because we just saw a far superior version of this happen to o'brien on ds9 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and to me one half of tom/harry is kinda boring and never gets his chance to shine, and the other is eternally on probation for being too annoying in season 1. so i had a hard time staying invested

that said it was very fun when janeway came down through the hole guns blasting. now who's playing cowboy, captain?

the swarm:

this was another one where the a-plot sucked and the b-plot ruled

i know janeway doesn't wanna add another 15 months, but man, come ON...it was very dumb not to go around. it was even dumber to not go around WHILE YOUR DOCTOR WAS BROKEN. take a few days to fix him and THEN go. also WHAT HAPPENED TO HER IDEALS? the showrunner really needed to keep this shit straight this was wildly out of character for her. that plus constantly brushing off kes...not her finest episode tbqh

the doc losing his memory was great though. kes is SO kind to advocate for him as she does and she and b'elanna were just great in general. kes even gave him a little kissy!! treat him really niceys: the episode

the other doctor hologram was really funny too although his usage of the "it" pronoun made me flash back to my rage when people did that to data during tng

it was actually so true to life how people with dementia act...kes did a great job of keeping him calm until the end :(

and the humming!!! i can't believe they left it there, but i suppose the implication is he gets it all back. and what a breath-taking spot to end it, honestly

TONIGHT: ds9's "apocalypse rising" and voy's "false profits" (i read the summary and good god someone HELP me)

#personal #star trek blogging #voy lb

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qucintly · 2 years ago

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STARTING / PLOTTING CALL

It is time. Feel free to like/reblog(if you're utilizing a sideblog) this post for a starter! Feel free to come to my Tumblr IMs or Discord(if you have mine) if you wish for an established plot!

For now I will attempt to get through some replies I owe to those around me. (and I sincerely apologize for those who I owe replies to for leaving yall in the dark for so long.)

#♢ W E GROW IN N U M B E R S ♢ ---> 🔍 STARTER CALL 🔎#♢ S O MANY SHADES OF G R E Y ♢ ---> 🔍 PLOTTING CALL 🔎

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lykos-with-a-gun · 3 months ago

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(Uhh, poor luffy but this is necessary for the plot)

The girl right there with a knife on her face, she opened her eyes and realized that luffy isn't as evil as the other Marines said, she... She did her best to protect luffy but... She ended up almost dying, (afortunately) she only loosed her left eye. Her name is Melissa.

As for luffy, as you see nika talks in a different idiom (it is an ancient one), he is basically describing ace's dead that is why luffy begs him to stop my boy doesn't want to revive that traumatic event.

Melissa is fine, she is still in the marine, she was aware in that moment, and saw luffy having a mental breakdown till' he carried her to the hospital of the marine, where he left.

Nika is saying this:

⎅⍜ ⊬⍜⎍ ⍀⟒⋔⟒⋔⏚⟒⍀ ⏁⊑⏃⏁ ⏁⟟⋔⟒ ⍙⊑⟒⍀⟒ ⍜⎍⍀ ⏚⟟☌ ⏚⍀⍜⏁⊑⟒⍀ ⎅⟟⟒⎅ ⟟⋏ ⎎⍀⍜⋏⏁ ⍜⎎ ⎍⌇?, ⊑⍜⍙ ⊑�� ⎎⟒⌰⌰ ⟟⋏ ⍜⎍⍀ ⏃⍀⋔⌇ ⏃⎎⏁⟒⍀ ⏃☍⏃⟟⋏⎍ ⌰⟒⏁ ⏃ ⊑⍜⌰⟒ ⍜⋏ ⏁⊑⟒ ⌿⌰⏃☊⟒ ⍙⊑⟒⍀⟒ ⊑⟟⌇ ☊⊑⟒⌇⏁ ⌇⊑⍜⎍⌰⎅ ⏚⟒?, ⎅⍜ ⊬⍜⎍ ⍀⟒⋔⟒⋔⏚⟒⍀ ⊑⍜⍙ ⏁⊑⏃⏁ ⊑⍜⌰⟒ ⎎⟒⌰⏁?, ☊⏃⋏ ⊬⍜⎍ ⍀⟒☊⏃⌰⌰ ⊑⍜⍙ ⊑⟒ ⌇⋔⟟⌰⟒⎅ ⏚⟒⎎⍜⍀⟒ ⊑⟟⌇ ⟟⋏⟒⎐⟟⏁⏃⏚⌰⟒ ⎅⟒⏃⏁⊑?, ⍜⌿⟒⋏ ⊬⍜⎍⍀ ⟒⊬⟒⌇ ⌰⎍⎎⎎⊬, ⟟⏁ ⟟⌇ ⊑⏃⌿⌿⟒⋏⟟⋏☌ ⏁⍜ ⊑⟒⍀.

I won't say what he said, but I'm using an app called facemoji pro, this specific font is called 'alien', if you aren't going to install that app just for my stupid shit here, its ABC :

A- (⏃) B- (⏚) C- (☊) D- (⎅) E- (⟒) F- (⎎) G- (☌) H- (⊑) I- (⟟) J- (⟊ ) K- (☍) L- (⌰) M- (⋔) N- (⋏) O- (⍜) P- (⌿) Q- (⍾) R- (⍀) S- (⌇) V- (⏁) U- (⎍) V- (⎐) W- (⍙) X- (⌖) Y- (⊬) Z- (⋉)

𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚:𝙄 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙

𝘽𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚

#the one piece cataloge #nika #monkey d luffy #only some people are allowed to understand what the alternates says #poor luffy :(#the strawhats are going to suffer a lot in this au specialy the east blue gang #ignore that last tag

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macravishedbymactavish · 1 year ago

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C A L L O F D U T Y

MODERN WARFARE 2019

A L E X K E L L E R

Blood on My Hands // @uselsshuman

One of the first Alex Keller pieces I've read back in the day. I still remember being curled up falling asleep as this popped into my feed.

Convallaria Majalis // @nightingale-ghost-writer

(Tangent before we begin, I struggled typing the title of this fic. No joke)

Arguably one of my favourite Alex one shots. I keep gravitating back toward it, and re-reading. The sentence about "sweet boy, could it be you need me too?" Holds free real estate in my brain

Tessellate // @deadbranch

MDNI - filth with plot. But Price and younger American Price, Alex? Yes please, I'll take that fever dream

Various HC // @deadbranch

Some are so out of the box and gives him another layer to his humanity outside of "previous CIA operative and current Freedom Fighter". I love it.

MODERN WARFARE 2022

T A S K F O R C E 1 4 1

141 Family Universe // @uselsshuman

Lord, have mercy on my soul. This is too damn cute. It's extremely heartwarming. Watching their little families grow.

J O H N "S O A P" M A C T A V I S H

Don't Blame Me // @bloodyknucklesforme

Soap x F!OC, "Nina". I initially read this on AO3, and found it here incidentally. The author continues to post little snippets about their lives.

S I M O N "G H O S T" R I L E Y

The Captain // @as-is-above-so-below

(Link is to their general fanfic taglist).

It's been months since I initially read this, but I can still remember key moments that bring varying emotions (ex. "We're having a baby! We're having a baby!" And "I can't push, not again").

Dad! Ghost // @nsharks

I found this amazing little trilogy one night while scrolling for Soap fluff and holy crow. Am I happy I did. Exploring both sides of Mr. Riley (Ghost and Simon) and how the lines eventually blur. Feat. Uncle Johnny and his new best friend: Simon's wife.

K Y L E "G A Z" G A R R I C K

C A P T A I N J O H N P R I C E

Tessellate // @deadbranch

MDNI - filth with plot. But Price and younger American Price, Alex? Yes please, I'll take that fever dream

GHOSTS

L O G A N W A L K E R

D A V I D "H E S H" W A L K E R

Warm Blankets // @uselsshuman

Hear me out. Warm, cuddly, slow mornings with Hesh and Riley. (Sign me up, RIGHT NOW)

K E E G A N P (????) R U S S

CHARACTER X CHARACTER AO3

Into the Fray // Tofu_Ghost - Keegan Russ x Logan Walker

The cholula conversation had me in tears (and moreso when my dude bought us cholula without knowing). And Logan listens to the Twilight soundtrack when he's sad

Discovering Kinks // samithemunchkin - Keegan Russ x Logan Walker

MDNI - drunk Keegan and selectively mute Logan learning intimate details about themselves during an intimate time

Heaven Called (Hell Sent) // defiantdevi - Keegan Russ x Logan Walker, Ghost x Soap

Reaper!AU, not gonna lie this one hurt a bit.

Brothers Keeper // emianium - Logan Walker x Hesh Walker (familial)

This one hurt a lot.

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the-mad-closet · 3 months ago

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The poly ABCs for our crystal force polycule please!

Ooooooh, I love that, yes. As per usual, Kenzie is not an active participant due to her being asexual!

A - Aftercare

All of the aftercare. Especially if the scene was super intense.

B - Baby

There's the usual "sir" and "ma'am", and I remember discussing a few other pet names (in bed specifically) like "your majesty", but nothing big huge.

C - Camera

Yes, but you'll never know where. Those tapes are for them and them alone. Also, fun fact, the polycule actually has two separate group chats, one with Kenzie and one without. The one without is chock full of nudes and kinky stuff

D - Dressing Up

Like I said before, Nyx LOVES lingerie. Aspen is a hard maybe.

E - Edging

Nyx would not be into it. I feel like Cherry and Abboe might be though?

F - Fair

Nyx is the kind who likes to tease and play, but can't take it given back. Nick seems like the type to especially not appreciate it. Cherry I feel like is a fifty-fifty, and I don't think Abbie could take it at all

G - Good

Please call Nyx good. Call them the goodest boy you've ever seen. They LOVE that. It's great for them.

H - Horny

These are five Power Rangers with mystical abilities and young ages. Of COURSE they are. Aspen and Nyx make a game of seeing who can wind up who the easiest. It's usually shown in the form of more touching or looks.

I - Instigation

Aspen comes to mind.

J - Joker

They're all adults who can laugh at themselves. Sex is taken seriously, but if someone does something funny, they'll laugh

K - Kinky

For some reason, it feels like Cherry is. The others participate as often as they can. It's free stimulation, why wouldn't they? /lh

L - Lick

Nyx has no club how they ended up with no gag reflex, and it did help that they like giving oral. Please also given back, Nyx LOVES that. Also, if you tie them up, it works double as well!

M - Middle

Abbie i feel like, due to her powers, would want to, but be unable to handle it. Nyx would LOVE to he in the middle, and Aspen too, but Cherry and Nick both like to keep the focus on the others as often as they can.

N - No

Uhhh. Potty stuff. Also, Nyx refuses to do anything related to mind control.

O - Overnight

Depends on what time they did it. Night time, yes, stay over! You don't need to be driving home this later, especially after what we just did.

P - Place

Cherry's, Nick's, and Aspen&Abbie's places are free game, but Nyx's is hit or miss and NEVER in Kenzie's room. They respect her as their Red and ace s/o far too much to have sex in her room. Also, the base

Q - Quiet

Depends on the day and who's in charge

R - Restraints

Nyx loves it. Tie them up, it's perfect. Aspen too, if I remember right

S - Submission

Cherry and Nick are both Doms. Nyx and Abbie are subs, and Aspen switches. Nyx submits beautifully, always willing to follow any and all orders (a stark difference to anywhere else, where she follows her Red and no one else).

T - Toys

Useful and helpful buggers. Nyx likes them sometimes.

U - Uniform

All I'm saying is, villain roleplay was hot at one point.

V - Voyeur

Maybe Nick? I feel like none of them, tbh

W - Window

You can put Nyx on display. They love it. The closest they got to getting caught (as Nyx tells it) was by Emma Goodall, coming over to retrieve something Nyx had acquired for her. Nyx still thanks the gods they weren't caught, Emma is scary when she's mad and WORSE when she's plotting. She always drags in Noah, Gia, and Jake.

X - X Marks the Spot

While Nyx is an open book and a quick study, something deep inside says it's Aspen

Y - Yours

Oh, plenty of it. Always! It's rough, tough, and also somehow sweet

Z - Zealot

Aspen and Nyx tie for it.

:)) @estel-eruantien

#power rangers #power rangers crystal force #power rangers legacy teams #ask #mutuals #estel eruantien #thanks estel!#nsft #mad writes #ask game #writing prompts #nsft alphabet #nsft abcs #nyx moran #cherry rocca #aspen grover #abbie carson #nick jones #nyx moran/cherry rocca/aspen grover/abbie carson/nick jones

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slashingdisneypasta · 5 months ago

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Rarin'-To-Fuck Buck x MeanSororityGirlfriend!Reader || Headcanons/Includes

Plot: Very reminiscent of that one Kurt Kelly x Reader fic I did XD This is SUPER inspired by Someone Gets Hurt/Regina George from Mean Girls. I just decided Buck needs a really mean girlfriend.

Warnings: Age difference (Buck is 29, Reader is in college). Reader is MASSIVELY possessive and manipulative (and- just- MEAN 😅🤣 Not that he doesn't deserve it, though). Buck is a HUGE creep and reader enables it. Bullying mentions, t o x i c relationship. Cheating at the end. This is terrible 😅

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes telling everyone you don't really give a shit about him; You only got him because you liked your dumb little friends followers to know you could get a n y o n e- even older guys wanted you. ...--But actually being so possessive of him. You spent so long getting him and keeping him and making him the boyfriend you wanted him to be (Attentive, agreeable, loyal, etc) that you practically branded him and you didn't want to throw out all that hard work! Buck was yours, now. That was never going to change.

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes cutting a deal with him. He can do whatever (whoever) he wants when you're away at college and so can you-- but the moment you're back in town he is yours. Got it, dummy?? No hoes when I'm here; you want pussy you come to me. And why would you want anyone else, anyway??

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes manipulating him with occasional sweetness and letting him in. It's not fake- you really are sweet on him, behind closed doors. And you need someone to tell your deepest darkest secrets (Your insecurities) to. But that doesn't mean you can't use it to your advantage. Make him think you really love him and he has you in the palm of his hand just like he is in yours- pah! Yeah right.

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes knowing you can fuck anyone you want when you're back at college but no one?? Fucking?? Does it for you??? Some guys are too tall, some are too strong, some too brunette, too sweet, too... whatever. You'll come up with any excuse not to go out with someone. This means you're spending most of your nights studying or getting 'annoyed' at Buck's calls and answering a good half of them (After all, if you answer them all, then he'll think you're not busy.) What's up, loser? I'm just about to go out so make it quick. // Yeah me too, just wanted to check in. Its been a while- // W i t h w h o?

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes uhhhh m i n o r l y bullying other girls that show interest in him. Okay there's no such as minorly bullying someone. You bully them. You're years outta high school (And adult now), but a little blonde bitch in a tight skirt batting her innocent eyelashes at Buck turns you into a bitchy 16-year-old dumping her lunch on some geek again.

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes using a decoy when you have to bring a date to a family thing. Sorry B; you're just not the guy I wanna show my parents. I'm gonna take Jackson but don't worry. It doesn't mean anything. Jackson and I only hooked up that one time; its over now. It fucks with Buck; makes him really jealous. Which is good for him, you think. Its good for him to know you're not hanging around for him and you have options. That he's disposable even though he's not.

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes being even More pissed off when you see Buck with a black eye or any kind of injury that was definitely inflicted upon him. It doesn't matter what he did to deserve it (Hit on someone's girlfriend? Got a little too close for comfort? Fucked with old Jeb a little too hard? You don't give a fuck.), how d a r e someone touch him?? He is yours to fuck with. The minute you see it (And you will. If you're not in town, Buck will tell you. Because he knows any revenge you cook up will be way worse then anything he thinks of and he's an evil little a s s) you get So Mad. Whoever did it is going to regret it. You have beef on everyone in that shithole town and you will use it. What happened??? Are you okay, does it hurt??? ...mhm... uhuh, yeah, you're so tough 🙄... Okay now baby, tell me who it was.

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes only crying with him. Only he gets to see the rare tears you shed, when you're overwhelmed or your family sucks. You make sure he knows, though, if he tells anyone about this, you will castrate him and send it in the mail to his family.

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes constantly telling him that when college is over, you're going to break up. You have a plan and a future and it doesn't involve this hick town (And he's never going to leave it). Thats turns into constantly telling him that when you get a place in the city, you're going to break up. When you get the right job offer, you're going to break up. When you find the right guy to really be at your side, you're going to break up. You're never getting out of this town Buck but I'm better then this. Understand???

Being Buck's mean sorority girlfriend includes finding that right guy, dating him (Actually dating. Like, taking it one date at a time. Holding hands, then kissing, then 'making love', then saying I love you, etc. Not whatever messed up backwards affair you and Buck had where fucking came first)... and still not breaking up with Buck. You cant. You're- you're not his... no... but He is Yours.

#yep. i'm going to hell for this one #Eaten Alive #Eaten Alive x Reader #Buck (Eaten Alive)#Buck (Eaten Alive) x Reader #Headcanons

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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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