#Not me holding my fucken tears

[brainddeadd]

smut

you've been teasing jisung all day. sending him flirty texts and photos that show just not quite enough to satisfy him. you sent him a moaning audio, one he knows he's never heard before, so you must have been touching yourself at that time. you called out his name in the audio, being so mean by sounding so pretty and needy.

you know he's been hard since the first flirty texts you sent him - he made the mistake of telling you, and you neglected to give him permission to touch himself.

he's due home any minute, and you're in his favourite lacy lingerie, waiting on the bed, legs spread, a vibrator pressed to your clit. you've already cum, and your legs are shaking. you know jisung will be whiny, but he'll thank you for it when he can just slide his hard cock into you and not have to wait so he can stretch you out.

normally, jisung loves to make out with your pussy, get you stretched and dripping for him, but you know you've been testing him just a little too much today and he won't have the patience.

you hear the front door shut and a few seconds later, your bedroom door is opening, just in time for you to cum from the vibrations on your clit, calling out for jisung as you do.

"fuckkkk," jisung's already pulling off his jeans, shirt, and shoes long gone. you can see the outline of his cock in his underwear through the tears in your eyes and your hips buck in anticipation.

"you've been such a bitch today." ok, that you didn't expect. you go to say something but he cuts you off.

"i've been so fucking hard all day, being so good for you, holding in my cum for you, and you make me cum before i can get my cock inside you?" he's pissed and you're confused until the words sink in to your brain.

"you.. you came from-"

"you crying out my name like you're in fucken heat the second i walk in the door? yes." he's free of his underwear and is standing over you, frowning down at you. "what am i going to do with you?"

"please seungie fuck me." your begging, the vibrator still buzzing on your clit and you can feel your cum dripping down your ass.

"do you deserve it?"

[shepherdsheart]

Excuses

DPxDC Prompt

“I’m just trying to help you!”

“And who said I needed help!” Danny snapped as he turned on his heels to face the man trailing after him.

Bruce, his father, was looking at him with a hurt expression but Danny couldn’t be bothered to care at that moment.

“Please Danny just listen to what I have to say!”

“No! Don’t you dare come up with excuses! I’m tired of fucken excuses!” Danny snarled, his fists tightening as rage coursed through his body. It was taking all of his control not to pounce on the man.

“It’s always been excuses Bruce and I’m done! You lost your chance! Get that in your fucken head! You screwed up and this time honeyed words and money won’t fix it!” The words were like poison on Danny’s tongue and he could see Bruce failing to hold himself together with each sentence he spoke but he didn’t care.

“I waited 3 years for you! For my own father but you didn’t even have the mind to at least let me know you were alive! That’s 3 years of my childhood lost just so you could go play dead to the world doing god knows what!!!” Danny was screaming now but he didn’t care. One way or another he was going to make Bruce understand it was to late, 20 years to late and there was nothing to do to fix it.

“Then! Then you had the audacity to come back with your lame ass excuses and pretend I didn’t exist! No matter what I did it was like I was fucken invisible!”

“Danny please just hear me out!” Bruce was pleading now but Danny continued on in his rant.

“1 year! It took you one year to replace me! Your own son! Your own god fucken flesh and blood to play family once it was convenient for you! So no I won’t fucken listen!” Danny heaved a breath as his body shook with anger and his eyes stung with tears as he looked upon the man he long ago once loved so very much.

Bruce himself looked no better than himself in his own emotionally constipated way. The man looked upset and torn beyond belief with the usual glow in his blue eyes dulled with emotion.

Both men sat in uncomfortable silence for a moment before Bruce seemed to gain back his voice. “I’m messed up and I’m sorry. I know that my words only stand for so much Danny but I am truly sorry. What I did to you has been one of my biggest regrets.” Bruce spoke and from what Danny could feel it was all sincere.

“If you would give me the chance to prove it to you then let me, I am willing to go above and beyond to make it up to you and show you just how sorry I am.”

Danny now calmer and mind more clear with his anger channeled out couldn’t help but feel the smallest of sparks in his core flare. “I. .” Danny stopped as a wail pierced the air and Danny looked down the hallway towards the nursery before he looked back at Bruce.

“I am not ready to forgive you, now if you will I need to see to my family.” With that Danny turned away making his way into his apartment.

[j-jinxee]

[ ⟡​ ] — NIRAGI NSFW HEADCANONS,,

NSFW under the cut! ⊹ Niragi x Reader

✦ [warnings – weapon play, oral, handcuffs, pet names, spit, licking, uhh just v nsfw]

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₊˚♱ Ok so let's start with the fact he's always armed, carrying that rifle like it's a basic necessity. He uses those firearms in many ways, from simple intimidation, to having you suck on the barrel while his finger hovers over the trigger. He pushes it deeper down your throat as you here the safety click off, he never actually has the safety on normally, it was just to make you all the more scared. It puts him on a power trip, knowing he could absolutely waste you at any moment, even if he never actually will.

"You could kill me right now if you really wanted to"

"I know, and maybe one day I will. But right now I need those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, come on baby."

₊˚♱ Speaking of oral, he's obsessed with making you gag on him. Leaning his head back against the headboard, your nose poking his stomach as he forces your head further down. He'll let you go your own pace for the first few minutes, riling him up with how painfully slow your going — kitten licking his tip, giving lots of attention to those pretty veins decorating his shaft. That's how it goes until he needs to feel dominant again, his hands going to grip your hair, beginning to thrust upwards as he kept your head still. Tears starting to cloud your vision as your throat started to bruise.

"Fuckkk, whore can't even take dick properly? It's ok, gagging you like this is so fucken hot."

₊˚♱ Is definitely one for humiliation, but not in the common ways. He's not gonna make you suck him off in public, he's the only one allowed to see you like that. Niragi is the type to handcuff you to him, letting everyone at the beach know you're his, and anyone who tries to get with you will soon be staring down the barrel of a loaded rifle. He'd somehow get access to handcuffs, clasp them to one of your wrists, then the other end to his belt. Walking around, flaunting you like a trophy.

"You're mine baby, and I'm gonna show you off whether you like it or not."

₊˚♱ Pain kink 1000%, and shockingly, actually prefers receiving it rather than inflicting it. He'd have a nice silver pocket knife and ask you to use it on him after you suck him off. It's a nice interval between the oral and then actual sex, just a little something more to get him really fucked up. You'd be sitting on his lap as he comes down from his high, opening the knife and gliding it across his collarbones, it gets him hard immediately. You leave a few little cuts near his biceps and chest, until he says there's enough.

₊˚♱ Spit kink, no questions asked. Remember the way he spat on Hatter's dead body? Yeah. This ties in with his oral fixation, the way he's constantly sticking his tongue out, the way he adores licking every inch of your body, the way he loves when your teeth clink against his tongue piercing. He'll hold your face up by your chin while you're on your knees, standing over you as he spits in your mouth.

"Don't swallow it so soon baby, taste it, taste me."

₊˚♱ You can't convince me he wouldn't love being called daddy. He actually wouldn't realise at first, unaware of how much he loves it, until one night you unintentionally moaned it out as he was drilling you from behind. His movements stopped, making your heart sink. He leaned down towards your ear.

"What was that baby?"

"Nothing- sorry"

"Say it again."

Since then, he can't get enough of it. Constantly demanding you to moan it out as loud as you can, letting everyone know how good he fucks you.

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I could honestly go on for so long abt this man and I'm not proud of it cuz yk 💀💀 but it's not my fault he happened to be SO ATTRACTIVE LIKE WHY'D HE HAVE TO BE SUCH A PRICK WHEN HES THAT HOT 😔 anywayzzz hope u enjoyed hehe :33

Ok cya, luv ya x

[cameronspecial]

angel anthology with like sad reader or reader wanting a pet dog or cat?

Let Me Make It Up To You, Angel

Pairing: Frat!Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.8K

A/N: Hope you don't mind that I combined the two ideas.

Masterlist

Y/N knows how much Rafe loves his ring collection and she knows he has a certain way of organizing them, so she wanted to surprise him with a new ring organizer. But as she was transferring his rings to the new container she bought, she accidentally knocked his rings all over the floor and now she has no way of knowing how to put them away. Rafe walks into the room, seeing the mess she made. “Y/N, what fucken happen?” he yells, looking at his second most prize possessions littering the floor. “Why are my rings everywhere?!” She had never heard his voice so raised against her. The loudest he has ever been toward her is a joking yell that she was messing up his hair. Tears swell in her eyes, she knows his rings are important to him, but this seems like an overreaction to something that should only mildly upset him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you,” she cries, picking up her bag and leaving for her dorm. 

Now, staring at the empty space, Rafe realizes how wrong his anger was. He just came back from a class and the professor was such an asshole to him. Plus, he is stressed about a fight with his dad, so unfortunately he displaced his anger toward Y/N. He shouldn’t have yelled at her like that. It’s something he’s never done because he would rather stab himself repeatedly than hurt her. His eyes find something on his dresser. It looks like something he’s seen in her jewellery box. He picks it up to investigate and realizes it is a ring organizer. Personalized with his name engraved in gold with a little heart at the end. Guilt fills his stomach making it into a bag of sand. He has to make this right with her. And he knows one thing she would love. 

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Y/N has been staying in bed for the past few hours. She can’t believe that Rafe hasn’t tried to call her yet and neither can Daisy. Normally, if they get into an argument, Rafe would blow her phone up like crazy. However, it’s been nothing but silence since she left his house. The knock on her dorm door gets her out of bed and she wipes away her tears so she can see the doorknob. She wants to say she is completely upset upon seeing Rafe, but she knows that is a lie. “I don’t know if I want to talk to you if it takes you this long to come to check on me,” she grumbles, walking away from the door yet it remains open. She notices that he stays at the door and this confuses her. He is always trying to get as close to her in private as he can. Not always in a sexual way, but just to be close to her.

“I know it took me hours, but I was doing something for you. As an apology and a thank you for the ring organizer. So please, let me make it up to you, Angel,” he begs. Her curiosity is peaked and she steps closer to the door. He puts his hand up, “Hold on, Angel. Before I give it to you, I want to say I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have taken my stress out on you and I promise to never yell at you like that again.” His eyes are well in fear she won’t forgive him. She doesn’t want to just forgive him like that, but this is the first time he’s done this and she heard from Topper about what happened with his professor. Her arms wrap around his neck to ease his worry, “Okay, but only because you promised never to do it again. Next time your professor stresses you out, you come to me and I’ll give them a talking.” He chuckles at how cute it would be to see her yelling at his old professors. 

“Got it. Now, for your surprise,” he gives her a kiss before breaking away to get her gift. The soft mewling gives away what he got her and before he even gets back, excitement is all over her face. “You got me a cat,” she squeals as he returns with exactly what she wants. He is holding a small orange tabby in his arm. He hands it over to her with a smile, “I knew you would like it. I was thinking you could call her Rafe is an idiot. So I know never to be an idiot again.” She shakes her head at his joke. “No, Rafe. I’m going to name her Tabitha. I’m going to have to keep her in your frat house though. The dorms don’t allow pets.” “That’s the plan, little Tabitha is Alpha Epsilon Pi’s new mascot,” he admires the look in Y/N’s eyes. His hand brushes the fur on the top of Tabitha’s head. He’s so glad that she forgave him because he doesn’t know what he would do if she didn’t.

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia

[character-babblings]

18+ MDNI

i think dean winchester can really say some mean things when you guys fuck fuck you know what i mean. it's teetering more into hate fucking.

he's just gripping the everloving hell out of your hair while he yanks your hair before wrapping another arm around your neck while absolutely just tearing you up.

"how about you just shut the fuck up. the only thing i wanna hear out of you is you crying my name or the sound of my fat dick fucking this pussy."

"that's a lot of lip from someone gagging around a fat dick right now. maybe i'll wash that attitude away with some cum."

or maybe when he's in a full mating press. and he can't fully get any closer to you as he growls in your face telling you how close he is.

"i'm going to fuck my cum so deep in your pussy. and youre keeping every drop of it in there. ill make sure of that."

"you like being bred by my big cock don't you. one of these day i'll knock you up."

and then sometimes he's so gentle and thorough. making sure every inch of you gets loved on. while saying the nastiest shit in your ear.

"look at these fucken tits. i own them. i can leave marks if i want. i'll leave bruises all over you baby if you'd let me."

"god your pussy was meant to take my dick sweetheart. you were made for being my doll."

although he still can't give up the need to put his hand on your neck sometimes. after awhile it graduates to holding the back of your head so he has absolutely control of your head.

dean who loves doing phonesex when he's too far away and loves to know he's still in control even though he's miles away.

"i can hear that wet pussy from here. jesus baby girl. let me hear you moan for me, please?"

soft dean who makes love by slowing down and absolute calculated and deep thrusts while his hand is threaded in your hair telling you how much he loves you and has your bodies together so close.

mean dean that teases you for hours during sex until you're an absolutely train wreck, which is the same dean that makes you use the bathroom before letting you sleep where he cleans you up, puts a shirt on you, and holds you from behind before running his hands through your hair.

[ms--lobotomy]

No clue what I'll put in the author's note for this one. That's what this thing up here is called, right? AAAAAAAAH

Summary: Mortarion gives you aftercare. Problem is, he's fucken Mortarion. He's actually fucken you. At least, at one point

Word Count: 737

Content Warnings: Smut, Degradation, this shit's as saccharine as it gets with Morty after the beginning

Image Credit: @squishyowl

Special Thanks to @mothiir for writing the headcanon that inspired this fic!

"Ah, ah a-ah..."

Your face fell into the pillow as he fucked you mercilessly. One of his hands was at the headboard of the massive bed, the other at your waist pulling you on and off of him, on and off. You shivered, moaning into his pillow as your face scrunched up. His hand threatened to leave marks in your soft flesh. And he was talking to you, his deep voice rumbling through your body.

"You were," he grunted as he thrust into you. His mask muffled his voice, barely so. "You were made to take my cock, serf."

You nodded, tears beginning to sting your eyes. You hugged the pillow close. "I am," you mumbled, barely audibly.

Mortarion groaned again. "You lucky thing, you should be glad you're taking my cock so well," he said, leaning into your back. You felt his breath hot on the top of your head as he positioned himself closer to you. "You could be off doing something far worse, you know, and..."

As he kept talking and your tears stained the pillow, you weighed your options. He was getting into it, and you didn't want him to not have the release he wanted, but something about the way he was roughly handling you made you queasy to your stomach. He hadn't cum yet tonight, not once. But you couldn't handle it anymore, not today.

"P--!" you cried out, raising your head slightly from the pillow. You turned back to him as much as you could. "Pineapple!"

It was as if a switch had flipped in him. He immediately pulled himself out with a wet pop, turning you over and stroking your cheeks lightly. You could feel his hands trembling on you, the soft sound of him breathing through his respirator. He said your name carefully as more tears rolled down your cheeks.

"I'm sorry," you said quietly. "I wanted to make you cum, but..."

"Apologize for nothing," he said, cutting you off. His arms were slim-fit for a man of his size, but quite large as they slipped underneath you and pulled you onto his bare chest. Your fingers trailed along his smooth skin, just barely grazing it. He shuddered at your touch, closing his eyes and rocking you back and forth.

"Rest now," he continued. He ran his hand along the small of your back, feeling it quake under his hand. You felt a weight on your shoulders slowly let up as your breathing evened out to the same pace as his.

His eyes opened slightly. He pried you off his lap as if you were a piece of cloth before he set you on the bed. You whined, reaching out for him as he got up.

"Let me draw a bath for you," he said. As he disappeared behind the bathroom door, you grabbed for your pillow again. You heard the rush of water, the squeak of a bottle almost empty. You closed your eyes, holding the pillow close as the sound became muted. You heard a "fuck!" and then the drop of bottle on tile.

"All good?" you asked sleepily.

"Just rest," he barked as he turned the water off.

You heard heavy footsteps before the creak of the door hit your ears. You sat up, covering yourself with your pillow. When he was up next to you, he leaned you back on the bed. Two large hands slipped under you, and you were pressed up against him in no time.

"But-" you started before Mortarion cut you off.

"I told you to rest," he replied, gently taking the pillow out of your hands and setting it off to the side before he stepped into the bathtub. His mask was still on, but you hadn't the energy to tell him to take it off. You felt yourself relax in the warm water, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, closing your eyes.

"There we go," he said, running a hand ever so slightly up and down your back. He rubbed your lower stomach with the other, massaging the pain of just a few moments ago away. You rolled over, burying your head in him as you felt tears welling up again. He rested his chin gently on the top of your head, shifting you into a more comfortable position.

"Let it out," he mumbled. "Everything be damned, I'm not going to hurt you, my little butterfly."

Taglist: @bispecsual @justeverythingnothingelse @bleedingichorhearts @nekotaetae @historitor-bookshelf

[marcellaasblog]

My Maid.

Modern Eddie x female reader

Main masterlist

Eddie munson x maid reader

Summary: You needed the extra money really bad. Your best friend Sidney shows you a way she makes money and how you can too,but there is a dirty little twist to this job.

Warnings for whole series:angst,smut, fluff,alcohol, smoking,p in v, daddy kink,digrating kink, pervert Eddie, insecure reader,dom Eddie,shy reader, jealous Eddie, Sidney is two face.(I believe that's all)

Author's notes: If their is incorrect spelling I'm truly sorry and I will fix it when I get a chance to.

Part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5

Part 1

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Since moving to a big city money has been tight. your best friend let you move in with her knowing that you,her childhood best friend, was struggling with financial things.

She understands your struggles. She was once there too when she decided to move away from her parents.

Sidney's apartment was beautiful. It had so much open space, so many windows and beautiful views coming from the balcony.

Damn must be fucken expensive.

You didn't know how the hell she could ever afford this place living in such an expensive city. You didn't wanna be a bother and ask her but you needed to know. Maybe she could help you.

You felt bad that she was spending so much money on you.you also felt like shit that you couldn't afford anything or even pay her back cause she never let you. she was like your little sugar Mama spending as much as she wants on you. She never complained or made you feel bad about your low income situation. She wanted to help you but she didn't want to scare you off or make you look at her in a different way. She waited for you to ask ,she knows you're curious on how the hell she can afford all this shit. So she wanted to wait but she didn't know how long she can hold it in for.

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You both came back from a girls night. That was the most fun you ever had. Sideny didn't let you pay for anything you even asked if you could leave a tip but nope she didn't let you again for the millionth time.

You made it back to her penthouse safely holding y'all's hills in your hands.

"There you go your home now sid" You tell as you lay her tired body on the sofa.

"Thank you so much for keeping me safe babe." She slurred as she slowly sit up on her couch

You put your purses on the countertop as you drop yours and sindy's hills by the front door.

"No problem, it's the least I can do, since you keep on spending money on me." You giggle heading to her refrigerator to grab both of y'all water.

"Y/n for the last time stop feeling bad I don't mind spending money on you,you're my best friend plus I'm not going to let you struggle. What kind of friend would I be to do such a thing like that to you?" She pokes her chest.

"I know sid I just feel shitty right now,I can't find a place to afford I have no money to my fucken name because I HAVE NO JOB!" Sidney's eyes widened at your sudden meltdown,you didn't mean to scream at her but everything was just piling up on you all at once you let your Insecurities take over your thoughts.

Sidney huff as she slowly walks over to you grabbing the water bottle out of your hand setting them down on the island. She brings you into a hug feeling tension all over your body as she hears your little sobs coming from you as you apologize to her.

She wasn't gonna let you feel like this anymore she hates seeing you cry.

"Y/n look at me."she asked as you slowly rose your Head away from her shoulder. She saw how red your face was and how red your eyes were.

"Look I can help you okay but you got to promise me to not judge me or look at me in a different way okay?" You nod at Sidney as she wipes your tears away.

"The reason I can afford shit and have all this crap is because I run a little business,well it's something like that but it pays good and it keeps me on my feet."

"Are you a drug dealer?" You asked, she giggled at your confused face expression."

"Oh god no, it didn't work out the first time.' she said sarcastically, making you giggle.

"Wait really?"

"NO! I ju- nevermind look what I do in something different."

"Are you a sex worker?"

"JESUS,let me finish lady!."

"Sorry, continue , please."

"Thank you!,like I said it's way different but it pays well but you have to be comfortable doing this okay because you might attract a couple of freaks. You gotta be careful." Sidney takes a deep breath letting her mind turn off so she can continue.

"I'm a topless maid."

You look at her as if she had a third eye."A fucken WHAT?"

"A topless maid." She bit her inner cheek.

"So you're telling me you go to to people's houses and get paid to have your tittie's out while you clean,is that what I'm hearing?"

She nods her head " yeah pretty much."

"So your telling me I can have my tittie's out and some old fucks will pay me?" You are stunned how the hell have you never heard of this before.

"Yup."

"Wow, that 's something new." You flabbergasted

You can see the worry on her face as she looks up at you."Hey I'm not judging you it's just I never heard of it that's all.

"Yeah it's not really spoken about as much,but hey it makes you hell of money."

"How much money are we talking about?" You're in your investigation mode trying to get out all the good secrets from your friend.

"It depends. I charge my client $300 an hour.

"$300 an- BITCH WHAT $300 A FUCKEN HOUR TO CLEAN WITH YOU TITS OUT!"

"yup people love tits what can I say." You needed to know how the hell she did it and you weren't gonna waste your time.

"Teach me." She smirked at you,as she leaned on her refrigerator Crossing her arm on her chest."

"Really!?"

"God yes I need the money at this point I'll do anything, maybe even become a stripper or a fucken drug dealer for all I care." She bites her lip trying to hide her excitement.

"Great, then it's settled. I'll take you to my 2 o'clock appointment I have and show you how it's done." You're excited but a little frightened.

"Gross I don't wanna see your tittie's Sidney."

"Oh calm down you're just going to be there for training and then if you like what I'm doing we can start you off with something small."

"Oh okay cool yeah then I'll go." Sidney up and down and excited.

"Hell yeah, let's make you some money girl."

"Yeah yeah, let's get to bed already then,it's almost 4 in the morning." She groans forgetting she had to wake up early.

"Fuck you right,i forgot I had an early shift.I swear if I wake up with a bad hangover Eddie is gonna be pissed that I had to reschedule again and he is annoying as it is idon't need his bickering again" She makes a groaning noise grabbing her purse and water you make sure the doors are closed and locked and the windows are covered. You both walk into the hallway ready to separate into your rooms.

Sidney stops you before you can open your room, her guest bedroom.

"Hey y/n." She asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for not judging me,it feels nice to be appreciated for what I do." You smile at your friend.

"Hey I would never judge you as long as you're happy about what you do there is no judgment here." She wraps her hands around your frame giving you a big squeeze.

"Thank you y/n,that means a lot." You kiss the top of her head melting into her huge.

'`No problem, but get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning.'

"Alrighty, I love you y/n."

"I love you too ,sleep well." She smiled at you as she skipped into her room almost falling on her face. you laugh as you enter your room.

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You asked yourself if you really wanna do this.

Was being topless worth the money Sidney was making.

Hell yeah it was, and you weren't gonna miss this opportunity

You never know, maybe you will like it .

Your just hoping that this Eddie guy isn't some wired old pervert.

But only tomorrow could tell.

[squerlly]

flames of desire chapter 8: how sweet...

Alastor x (f! bunny reader) -FLUFF-

Alastors POV:

Ever since that day, the day I came to terms with the fact that I am indeed infatuated with y/n its driving me crazy. why couldn't she just push me away, why didn't she deny my feelings, I feel weak...

your POV:

well last night was quite the shit show. I almost got raped, angel might pay for it later, and Alastor just confessed he loves me. what do I even do with myself, god my head hurts what was in those drinks. with a groan I get up heading to the bathroom to freshen up, it was a Saturday and I was feeling lazy so tank top and shorts it is. after changing I take a moment to look at myself, for a demon I look so....pathetic?, I really gotta learn how to defend myself, maybe ill ask vaggie later.

walking to the lobby I see Alastor on the arm chair with a book, husk at the bar, and angel flipping through channels on the TV. Alastor spots me and I stiffen, my face heating up remembering what happened last night, "good morning my dear" "oh uhh good morning, what are you guys doing?" I plop on the couch beside angel "ehh its my day off and my fucken head hurts" I roll my eyes "what happened to gotta start off strong" angel shoots me a scowl "I'm not one for weak alcohol like you~" "sounds like a you problem" "oh you little-" "ehem" looking at alastor he shoots angel a warning look, I try to hold in a laugh maybe having creepy deer man at my side isn't to bad "anyways I was going to go out for a walk to visit a dear friend of mine and would like for you to attend if you would like" "well I wasn't planning on doing anything today so why not" "wonderful dear tell me when your ready to go and we shall be off" as alastor leaves I avert my gaze back to angel as he throws me a suspicious look "what?" "what are ya giving smiles under the table or somethin, he never invites people out" with a flustered face I yell "angel!!!!" "what!? just sayin no need to get your panties in a bunch~" "whatever..." angel cackles as I walk away heading back to my room to get dressed. once again tearing up my closet I settle on a white sweetheart neckline puffy sleeved dress, brushing my hair and ears I hear a knock on the door, opening its alastor "hello my dear are you ready to go?" "yes!" "wonderful" heading to the hotel doors I turn back to angel who smirks doing a jerking off motion, I just flip him off I we both leave.

walking the streets of hell once again I notice that demon stray away from us, leaving the sidewalk free of any sinners blocking the path, damn just how scared were these people of Alastor, noticing him staring down at me "whats the matter?" "nothing cher you just look nice today" oh that's a new nick name "thank you but, were are we going?" "well none other then one of my favorite places in all of hell!" with a curious look I see a sign that says cannibal town written on it "cannibal town? Al am I going to get eaten" I joke seeing the people all around before watching a man get mangled and eaten, wait a damn minute- "I assure you cher nobody will eat you with me here" lovely.... "o-ok" I say trying to ignore the fact somebody literally got eaten alive in front of me, aside from that the town looked nice, don't get me wrong the people are terrifying but this is the most well managed place if seen thus far, its mostly just chaos down here. "there's somebody I would like you to meet, I'm sure she will love you~" walking into a place called Rosie's Emporium, it had nice dresses and is that- body parts!!?, suddenly a tall pale woman wearing a long dress and a large hat with feathers comes pushing past the crowed "alastor? alastor!!!, were have you been iv missed you" "hello Rosie, good to see you doing well" as she grabs him and hugs him she looks to me as I awkwardly wave "Alastor whos this lovely lady, introduce me will ya" "ah yes y/n dear this is Rosie one of the most darling and dangerous overlords this side of the pentagram!" "oh no need for such flattery~" "Rosie this is y/n a resident at charlies hotel" "oh hello, its nice to meet you" "my my she's a cutie!" "Rosie you don't mind if she picks though some of your lovely dresses" "oh of course, any friend of alastors is a friend of mine" "wait what-" "cher why don't you look through these lovely dresses at her shop I'm sure you will find something you like" "I- are you sure?" "yes, me and Rosie will talk for a bit, pick anything you like~" "oh uhm alright!"

Alastors POV:

sitting on one of Rosie's tables she hands me a cup of bitter coffee as we talk "well alastor its not everyday you bring a lady to my place~, who is she?" "we need to hang out less dear" she lets out a little laugh, "she's a shy one, quite a lucky girl aswell, it takes a lot to gain the likes of you" glancing at y/n looking through the dresses "she's quite interesting, and I don't know why..." "well your all googly eyed for her so I presume you love her" unconsciously some static cracks through my voice as I speak "love is a strong word don't you think?" "sounds like your in denial~" "I'm not in denial!, this is just a new form of interest" "I think this is good for you, she seems like bright girl. you guys haven't done anything yet hmm?" I give her a glare before averting my gaze elsewhere sipping my coffee "ohh~?" "nothing serious so don't get your hopes up" nothing serious yet, the truth was that kiss tasted sweet, it stir something in me, and I don't like sweet things. so why do I want more...I need more, I need another taste.

your POV:

looking at the clothing racks of dresses they were all old fashioned, not that it was a bad thing but not my style, I still looked around anyways setting my sights on a nice red and white dress, it had a high neckline with the top half being white and the bottom a deep red color. the sleeves were puffy, taking it off the rack I hang it over my arm "uhh Rosie you don't mind if I try anything on right?" turning her attention from there conversation "of course dear try on anything ya like, the dressing rooms are in the back!" I give her a smile as I hurry on back, looking at the dress I see there was buttons along the sides wear you slip it on, stepping into it I button them on, walking out I look at myself in the mirror, giving it a spin it looked pretty but the waist is a bit tight...seeing alastor in the mirrors reflection I turn "alastor you scared me for a second" "sorry cher I didn't intend to scare you, found something you like?" "I don't know I feel silly..." "nonsense you look wonderful" grabbing my hand he spins me earning a giggle "red is truly your color" "say the one who wears nothing but red" "well then I suppose we match don't we~" "can I have this one?" "of course, why don't you change and ill get it for you" "thank you Al" "anything for you my dear" running off to change I come back out with the dress in hand as we walk back to the front with Rosie "well take this one Rosie" "oh what a lovely choice you made, I'm sure this looked beautiful on you" "how much will that be?" "don't worry about it its on the house!" giving a wide smile she waves it off "thank you so much!" "yes thank you again Rosie" "anything for a friend, after all you've never done me wrong before~" packaging the dress in a nice bag she hands it to me with a card, "if you ever need some dresses don't hesitate to pay me a visit" she said with a wink and I nod with a wide smile.

Alastors POV:

it does my dead heart good to see her smile, to know I caused that smile, oh she had no idea what she's done to me. "y/n dear why don't we walk back to the hotel, wouldn't want to make Charlie worried" "oh yes!" I wave off Rosie finding her much needed advice quite useful "did you enjoy yourself cher?" "most defiantly!, I can see why you like this place" "yes it takes me back to my time were things were much simpler" "I wish I could live in this time, it was...nice" "glad you think so".

back at the hotel we walk in as it was already starting to get late, I walk her back to her room "consider this a date, I would love to take you out more cher" seeing a shade of red on her cheeks makes me feel giddy, taken out of my thought she suddenly gives me a hug, surprised I return her affectionate gesture hearing a small mumble from her "thank you alastor, it means a lot" "anything for you darling, now sleep well, don't let the nightmares' haunt you, that's my job~"

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—a snack

SUMMARY | sometimes the only way to get the twins to shut up is to shove food in one of their mouths

PAIRING | tangerine x reader

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WARNINGS | spoilers for bullet train

WORD COUNT | 1k+

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This was the third time in the past half hour that you had to deal with their bickering.

Normally, you loved the twins. Tagging along with them as the occasional third party on a particularly tricky mission was something you never grew tired of. Especially when it came to Lemon; he always had a self care pack for everyone ready—normally consisting of a snack and small trinkets tailored to your person—knowing that everyone performed their best in high spirits. It was one of the things you had come to look forward to on your trips with them. Alongside Tangerines ever present charm, although you'd never admit it. His ego was big enough already as is.

But sometimes even the most enjoyable of people could wear your patience thin. The most notable moment? Right fucking now.

"Aren't you two supposed to get along? Being brothers and business partners?" You finally snapped, turning your head away from the foggy window you had been staring at blankly ever since the two men across from you had begun bickering. Honestly you were surprised you had managed to hold out from saying anything this long. Sitting still and shutting up hadn't always been your strong suit in life.

"Oh yeah? Gettin along? Try bein his brother afta he's spent the past hour fuckin quizin you on a train show for kids!" Tangerine barked out, rolling his eyes in Lemons direction.

"You ain't exactly a delight either, bruv." Was all Lemon responded with. You could visibly see Tangerines jaw tense and the veins in his neck stand out, eliciting a hollow chuckle from you.

If you hadn't been contracted to the tiny and awfully scratchy seat of a fast-moving train, you would have already moved to the other room just to get away to the bickering. Maybe even enjoy a moment of silence or two. Sadly, that wasn't the case, and now you were stuck in economy class with two pissy englishmen practically breathing down your neck.

"That's it." You grumbled, unfortunately aware of the way both of them had gone back to ignoring you in favor of their argument.

"Hey, miss? Yeah, over here for a second please."

All it took was a well timed arrival of a snack cart, a few peices of yen, and an exchange of goods for you to get Tangerine to shut up.

The brits face contorted into one of suprise as you reached across the table in between you two to aggressively shove a peice of mochi in his mouth, temporarily unable to cuss his brother out for his reaction as Lemon began laughing. It was an unorthodox way to cut a conversation off sure, but at this point you really just didn't give a shit.

"Th f'ck 'as tha or!"

"Don't talk with your mouth full, you muppet."

Tangerine was quick to swallow the treat you'd so forcefully obliged him too before speaking again. The urge to snicker at the powder now lightly dusting his mustache was tempting but you held back. Barely.

"The fuck was that for!?" He was quick to snap.

"I needed you to shut up." You shrugged. Lemon was practically tearing up with laughter now. It almost made you want to shove another piece of mochi in Tangerines mouth just to see him double over with laughter, but you valued your life at the moment.

"You could have just fucken asked me!"

"Nah I seriously doubt it." Lemon chimed in for you, snorting occasionally. "Got a skull as thick as your ego mate."

"Cheers to that." You lifted your imaginary cup in Lemons direction as the cheep jab to Tangerine. Who at this point was resorting to a form of pouting.

"A big man baby. That's what I reckon you are." You managed to grin, only teasing now. "Lucky I love you so much, Tang. Otherwise I would have thrown you out the back of this train a few stops ago."

"Love me huh?" He was leaning forward now, no longer showing any signs of the small show he had been making earlier. Now his teeth were showing as he smiled smugly, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. Surely a look that he used to charm many people with in the past. And now it was being pointed your way. "Do tell me more, love."

Ignoring the way your mouth went dry at the nickname he so casually used, you scoffed.

"Don't read too much into it. I can always take it back."

"You wouldn't though." Tangerines grin was downright cheeky now. He had resorted to leaning back in his seat now, resting his hands behind his head confidently.

"Right. If you two are just gonna flirt I'm gonna trod off yeah?" Lemon sighed, making to leave. He preferred not to see the two of you pine over each right now. Maybe if he hurried he be able to check on the breifcase and catch a couple of episodes of Thomas in the bathroom on his phone.

"No you don't. Don't you even think of leaving me with this asshole." His arm was roughly grabbed by you and Lemon was shoved back down in his seat forcefully.

"Aw what happend to loving me?" Tangerine cooed with an outward jutt of his bottom lip. Your eyes lingered on it for a moment too long before snapping back up to his face, your own feeling slightly warm. You blamed it on the giant ass light hanging above you all, knowing full well that wasn't it.

"People change. Now shut up and eat the rest of that mochi I bought before I actually do kick you off this train."

"Whatever you say luv."

Sighing you turned to look back at the window next to you, refusing to look back at the assassin across from you.

Maybe falling in love on the job was going to be a bit more difficult to handle than you'd originally thought.

[mj-iza-writer]

Warning- swear words, hair shaving.

"Okay, Whumpee, are you ready?", Whumper sighed and plugged in their razor.

Whumpee sobbed as they shook their head no.

"Geesh, don't make me feel worse than I already do", Whumper sighed, "I don't want to shave your head either, I really like your hair."

Whumper turned on the razor.

Whumpee turned fast, making Whumper stop.

"There has to be another way to fix this without shaving it... please", Whumpee sobbed.

"Whumpee, they rubbed the hair removal chemical into your scalp. It's coming out in clumps, and your scalp is burned from the chemical", Whumper looked down at them, "I have to treat the burns on your scalp, plus your remaining hair is singed. It's best to restart it so new hair will grow and be healthy."

Whumpee shook as they tried to hold back tears.

"I'm sorry Whumpee, I promise you that is the last time I allow anyone to watch you while I'm out of town", Whumper sighed, "I told them not to touch you, just let you go about chores and make sure you were alive. Have the guards help if you need a punishment."

Whumpee sat back down on the floor in between Whumper's legs.

"Okay", Whumpee sighed, "get it over with please."

Whumper turned on the razor and rested it on Whumpee's head for a second so they could feel it. They then started to shave the damaged hair away.

Whumpee squeezed their eyes shut as their hair fell all around them.

Whumper felt their anger rise with every glide they made with the tool.

'They will fucken pay for damaging my slave', Whumper thought to themself.

"Okay we're done", Whumper exhaled with annoyance, "let's go to the bathroom and clean you up in the tub, then I'll put some ointment on those burns."

Whumpee leaned over the tub and let Whumper spray over their head and shoulders. Once done, Whumper gently patted Whumpee's scalp dry.

"Go ahead and sit on my bed, I'll be in to take care of you", Whumper sprayed the tub over to get rid of the loose hair.

Whumpee groaned as they climbed onto the bed and waited. They glanced at a mirror that sat across from the bed. They felt like it was mocking them.

They quickly got up and went out into the hall.

Whumper walked up, "my bed isn't out here."

"I-I can't look in the mir-mirror, I don't want to se-see it", Whumpee struggled to explain, they wanted to cry and scream so badly.

Whumper sighed, "okay. Okay, go ahead and go to the dining room. I'll grab the stuff and be down."

"I'm sorry", Whumpee whispered.

"It's okay, I know your hair was important to you and this was a lot", Whumper comforted, "I am not happy that this happened to you."

"Thankyou", Whumpee whispered before heading to the dining room.

Whumper came down after a few minutes carrying a few things.

"Alright let's see", Whumper set everything down and started to look over Whumpee's scalp.

"Not as bad as I thought", Whumper sighed in relief, "it looks like just one bad burn, it looked like it was bigger when I first saw it so that is a relief."

"What is that stuff used for master?", Whumpee asked while Whumper gently applied an ointment, "what did they use on me?"

"It's a hair remover, people use it to remove unwanted hair from their bodies, like on their arms and legs. If not careful and if not used properly the chemicals can burn your skin", Whumper looked over the burns again, "it shouldn't be used on sensitive areas such as the scalp because the skin is sensitive."

Whumpee listened intently.

"It also shouldn't be left on for an extended amount of time because of chemical burns. Also why it shouldn't be used on the scalp as it's hard to clean out."

Whumper added a little more ointment before reaching for gauze, "does your head feel okay? Doe anything sting?"

"It feels okay Master, the burn doesn't hurt as much right now", Whumpee finally looked up at Whumper, "thankyou Master for helping your slave."

"You're welcome, and don't worry. The person who did this will pay dearly", Whumper frowned, "okay, I'm going to wrap your head in gauze so the ointment will stay on. You get the rest of today off. It's the least I could do since this happened."

"Really Master, you mean it", Whumpee seemed to be lightening up a bit. Whumper smiled.

"Yes of course", Whumper concentratedon applying the gauze, "you deserve it after all of this, and don't worry, your hair will grow back in no time."

When their head was finally wrapped in the gauze Whumpee turned and gave a small grin to Whumper.

"I'm glad to see you smiling again", Whumper grinned.

"Thankyou Master for taking care of me, I didn't deserve your gentle care", Whumpee beamed.

"You're welcome. Now go enjoy some rest time. I have something to attend to", Whumper smiled, "I have something special planned for dinner as well."

"Really", Whumpee squirmed excitedly.

"Yes, now run along. Please, try not to itch your head", Whumper smiled as they watched Whumpee wander off.

Whumper quickly walked to a hidden door. They slammed and locked it behind them. No need to chance Whumpee coming down their.

They could hear the muffled cries halfway down the steps.

"Hello bastard, are you ready for your punishment", Whumper sauntered over to a tool bench paying little mind to their prisoner.

Chains clancked together as whining became louder and more desperate.

Whumper finally turned to the person.

"I considered you a friend and trusted my prized possession to your care. I told you not to touch them. Make sure they're alive and taken care of, and that they do their chores. If they act up, have the guards deal with Whumpee. Or write it down, and I'd deal with it upon my return."

Whumper crouched down in front of the prisoner and frowned.

The person yelled into the gag they had tightly stuffed in their mouth.

"Shh", Whumper held their pointer finger over their mouth, "you don't get to talk, I'm talking", Whumper whispered threateningly, "I'm about to show you why you don't fuck with me, but this lesson will be short lived as you are about to die."

The person looked at Whumper with a terrified expression before pulling at their chains.

"I'm not one to play with, I'm quite dangerous, the police should have told you more before you took this assignment", Whumper stood and walked back to the tool bench, "I appreciate you giving me a heads up about the police planning a raid, my guards are well prepared to welcome them."

"You know there was a period of time Whumpee had to deal with my bad side, they were terrified of me", Whumper grinned, "but they finally gave in to me and my will. Now they are happy and taken care of. I take care of my people, you know", Whumper began mixing something.

They stepped over and pulled the gag from the person's mouth.

"Any last things to say before I put this science experiment on your head", Whumper held up the mixture.

"Please, I want to be your friend, the police were monitoring you through me", the person stuttered as they eyed the chemical, "please don't put that on my head, please."

"Hmm thanks for letting me know about the police, I'll be sure to let them know you said goodbye", Whumper grinned, "that doesn't explain why you did that to Whumpee."

"Th-they heard me talking to the police, they were about to call a guard into the house", the person stated then gulped.

Whumper frowned, and started to dump the mixture on the person's head.

They screamed as the mixture slid over their head and face.

It burnt. Their skin felt as though it was melting.

A guard stepped in a few minutes later.

"Oh good", Whumper smiled, "go ahead and take them out of their misery. Finalize that the home and guards are ready for a police raid, I'm sure they'll be here soon when they don't hear from this person. I'm going to find Whumpee."

The guard nodded and went to work.

Whumper was met by two guards at the entrance.

"We heard about the police, everything is secured. You should have no issues", one of them stated, "the bunker is prepared in case you need it though."

"Thankyou", Whumper frowned, "such a pain all of this."

They caught sight of Whumpee peaking around the corner.

"Come here", Whumper sighed.

Whumpee cowarded away from the guard's glare as they made their way to Whumper.

They bowed to Whumper, "I'm sorry Master."

"What are you doing sneaking around?", Whumper frowned.

"I-I'm sorry, I wasn't Master", Whumpee shakily stated.

"Explain", one of the guards stated impatiently.

Whumpee shook as they looked at Whumper, "I know you let me have today off, but I was afraid you wouldn't have your tea. So I made you some, I was trying to find you when I heard you talking. I didn't want to disturb you, so I was waiting."

Whumper relaxed their face to a smile and looked at their watch, "ah yes it is time for tea. I believe the guards here know what needs to be done. Let's go to my office."

Whumper nodded to the guards as they walked pass, "you know what to do", Whumper whispered.

Whumpee quietly walked beside Whumper as they walked to the office.

"Are you feeling okay Whumpee?", Whumper saw them wipe a tear.

"Ye-yes sir, I apologize for my emotions", Whumpee hurried to straighten up, "I didn't know I was interrupting you. I should have listened to what you had said about resting. I'm sorry."

"You're not in trouble I appreciate you thinking about me", Whumper smiled, "don't worry about what is going on around us, let's enjoy some tea together."

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Hello my Tumblr Peeps😁I have decided to write a fanfic of a particular character from Helluva Boss😇😈 My first time writing a fanfic with a Helluva Boss character in it, so it could make this particular fanfic a little bit different😃👍

*This fanfic contains 1 or more long paragraphs and contains pronouns in atleast 1 of the paragraphs😅

*Ps; Credits to anyone who has written a fanfic with Blitzø in it📝✍️👩‍💻

😈🐴Making Blitzø's Troubles Go Away, Step By Step🐴😈(Blitzø x Any Gender Reader)(up to the reader's imagination what species (s)he/they are (humans and imps included))

Genres: Angst to Comfort, Possible Fluff at the end and Possible Mutual Confession (Warning⚠️: Language)

After Blitzø has gotten better from a hangover, you came to visit him, as you noticed he has beem gloomy as of late. You asked Loona about him, so she tells you everything she knows about about that night, which she also mentioned that she wasn't sure about what has gotten into Blitzø until he mentioned to about if he was going to be alone for the rest of his life (in her own words), as she thought he had a horrible night that night. She then asked you to help her cheer him up to the point where he would atleast be in better spirits and to comfort him, which you agreed to do.

You and Blitzø have been friends, since you have noticed him hanging out with Loona, as you asked if Loona is your daughter, which he told you the story on adopting Loona. You're also the first one who Luna was getting along with, possibly aside from Blitzø. He was surprised to see how Luna interacted with you in a good way and he did seem to be glad he met you, too. So, you and Blitzø exchanged cellphone numbers together (you and Loona also, exchange cellphone numbers, incase of emergencies or any like that).

As time went by, you have gotten to know both Loona and Blitzø more, however you just have never seen him, as gloomy as he was when you came to surprise him (and Loona) with a visit. You felt sad for him, because you low-key (and without realizing it or in denial without knowing it) that you had a crush on him for some time now and the fact you consider him (and Loona) your friend(s). So, you have been figuring out ways to comfort him, then cheer him up.

You sat next to him on his couch, as you said, Hey, Blitz...", before asking, "Is everything okay?", then continued, I've noticed you are feeling down when I first came here to visit you and Loona today, so if there's anything you need and/or would like to talk about, I will there for you, Blitzy...". At first, Blitzø wasn't going to talk about it, however after a couple minutes of trying keep everything that's bothering bottled up, he realized that aside from Loona, ue needed someone to talk to. He clearly did not know what else to do.

"Listen, (Any Gender Reader Name)... I really didn't want to talk about it... It's just that I really don't fucken know what else to do... Despite of how fucken complicated as it is for me to even fucken speak about what is really fucken hurting me inside, I needed to talk to atleast someone about it... And the truth is... I felt that aside from Loonie, you're the only one I'm willing to try to talk to about this, right now...", Blitzø mentioned, while trying to hold his tears back, due to his fear of you treating him differently for the worst and that he has never cried in front of you before. He told you, everything he remembered from his past, especially his life in the circus, his history of exes, the night he felt he made the biggest mistake of his life when he invited Stolas to Ozzie's to only find out what Ozzie's really is, snapping at Stolas after he offered Blitzø to spend time with at his mansion (as Blitzø was dropping Stolas off to his mansion), what happened after Blitzø got home (especially looking through pictures through his phone), about to pick Loona up from the party she attended only for her to continue the party and (to make matters worse, as it turned out) he stated to party on with Loona and the others who were also at the party, Loona having to take him home (with Blitzø having a bad hangover from how drunk he was) which didn't happen to make anthing better on his end, venting to Loona in tears especially his question if he was going die alone and if she was going to always be there for him (which she said she will always be there for him), and how thinking about everything he told you and other things how he felt that he probably (if not fully) hasn't talked about before that is inside. He then started to sob, as he hugged you, then started to cry, "I don't know, if you would understand... Because of my past and my past relationships... Especially stuff that I did... Even things I fucken regret... These are huge reasons why I'm afraid to get close to people... I'm scared of love, because of the fact I could hurt Stolas... And I'm scared to hurt you one of these days or nights when I call you or even see your (beautiful or handsome) face... As much as I care about Stolas, my daughter who I adted Loonie, and a few others I know... The truth is that I really care about you alot... You may not know it... I just can tell you have feelings for me, wheather you realize it or not, but... What if I hurt you... What if I hurt the one, I love most... Then again maybe for how much you know about me, even if you didn't know anything I fucken told you... Would you even put up with me? I'm so sorry for breaking down on you like this, (Any Gender Reader Name)... I'm just so fucken scared and depressed that I just don't know what's going to happen...", proceeding to hug you more and tightly, the long he hugs you.

You then petted one of his horns, as you replied, "No need to be ashamed of yourself Blitzy... It's a okay to let things out... Especially you're ready to... And you asked, if I would even put up with you... That's such a strong question, Blitz... Ofcourse... It's because you're right about the fact that I am in love with you... Even if I didn't see it... I knew I was feeling something in my chest in a good way, just from thinking about you... Which was why I figured I'd surprise you and Loonie with a visit...". You proceeded to give Blitzø, a tight, hug back, before moving one of your hands from his horn to the other part of his head (which is near his forehead) to pet, as you continued, "You see Blitz... I know you wouldn't ever hurt me, even if you could, despite of your past, and other things you told me... You see... Most of the time my past relationships have ended it ended with someone leaving me, especially through calling my mom, making me the last to know... Unfortunately a couple people who left me, it was atleast part of my mother's fault, if not completely her fault... After my last ex left me, telling me my mother was a huge part of why (s)he/they left me, I thought for the longest time that no one would even want me and that if my previous ex decides not to have me or I can't have him, I refuse to let anyone have me nor have anyone else for a long time, so after my previous ex left me, I ran away far from home and as far away from my mother as I possibly can... Then after I met you and Loonie, I knew she was different, however I had a feeling you were also different from everyone I had ever knew, Blitz...". Blitzø then looked up at you in confusion with tears still rolling down his face, as he then asked, "How am I fucken different from others... Especially your exes... What makes you think in hell that I wouldn't hurt you..."

You smiled, looked into Blitzø's eyes, as you then answered, "You see Blitz, despite of our circumstances and situations in our lives being difficult right with our differences, I just know both you and Loona genuinely care about me, even if you want to lie to me and say you don't and fucken deny that you deserve good things happening to you... You shouldn't keep putting yourself down just because of your past, or your fears, or showing how you feel or talking about them or anything else pertaining you... Despite of the fact you can be an asshole, which there are times I find funny, I know you have good qualities others don't see in you, which you don't see in yourself either... Eversince meeting you and Loona, I felt my life has gotten much better... No need to hate yourself either, my dear Blitzy... I promise you won't die alone... You have people who care about you, as much as you care about them... Especially Stolas and myself, ofcourse... You're better than your flaws, your past, and even every mistake you felt you made...", before kissing his forehead. Once Blitzø has been calmer and stopped sobbing, you asked, "Would you like for me to take you to a place where you could ride a horse and even pet the horses?", before you happily mentioned, "I heard you liked horses alot and I figured that might lift up your spirits and I know a place where there are horses you can pet and ride on the horses, too... And I would be more than happy to take you there today, Blitzy...". Blitzø then smiled in excitement, as he gleefully, replied, "Ofcourse, (Any Gender Reader Name)! I would be glad to! Are you asking me out on a date, cutie?". You then smiled and replied back to him, "I mean, if you want to consider this as a date, then ofcourse... And I know you can handle yourself, however if anyone fucks with you... Regardless of physical harm or not... There will be fucken, hell to pay... Seriously... In my eyes... I won't let anything happen you... My eyes will stay on you, babe...".

Once you took Blitzø to a place where he can pet and ride the horses, he was definitely overjoyed about it. While you had comforted and cheered him up prior to taking him to a place where he can pet the horses and also ride on the horses, however when you took him there, his troubles are no longer on his mind (nor his chest). It was like the weight that has been on his shoulders have finally gotten off his shoulders.

Blitzø really had alot of fun petting the horses and riding the horses, he even offered you to pet the horses and also ride on them. You actually had fun there, as well, however you are also happy that he's having as much fun as he did at the place with a bunch of horses that you took him to. This was definitely the best date you and Blitzø had ever been on.

🐴😈The End😈🐴

I will admit, I was inspired by another fanfic writer who had written about Blitzø, so any1 who has written about Blitzø, especially any part that I have written in a similar way, credits to them📝✍️👩‍💻 Anyways my Tumblr Peeps I have a confession. I was originally going to write a sick comfort where I was going to have the reader take care of him, however from noticing what he has done with pictures that pertains him, I figured I change the genre(s) and remove the sick part out of the genres part of this fanfic and put the genres that are in thhis fanfic right now. With the possible fluff at the end, it was a last minute genre I added to this fanfic. Anyways my Tumblr Peeps, I hope this fanfic with Blitzø in it makes your day and/or night 🌞☀️🌝🌕😃👍

[gnrbitch]

Grunge Days pt.25- I Fall Apart

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1992

“I don’t need a goddamn thing from you” Slash said, holding himself up with the door as he looked at Y/n.

“Slash just listen-” Y/n said, getting cut off

“No! i won’t fucken listen to you” Slash spat “Why- why the hell would i do that” He hiccuped

“Don’t do this Slash” Y/n breathed out “It’s not fair” She said, looking at his eyes as her eyes filled with tears.

Y/n had finally made the decision to go see Slash, she had made up her mind when Kirk called her asking when they were going to see each other again. She couldn’t make her mind up on when, she liked Kirk, but she knew that no one, and she meant no one was ever going to compare to Slash.

“What’s not fair is you fucking Kirk” He said, getting ready to shut the door.

Y/n pushed the door, letting herself into his house “You don’t get to decide what’s fair Slash” She sniffled, angrily “You out of all people don’t get to do that”

Sobbing, she continued “You don’t get to do this- not after everything you did to me”. Slash looked at her, words being unable to come out of his mouth.

"Just please- listen" Y/n looked at him "please" She whispered.

"Okay" He whispered back

He led her to his couch, Y/n wanted to look around his place, he had gotten a new one since she'd been gone. But she couldn't, all she could focus on was Slash, the way he was stumbling as he walked with his bottle of JD in his hands.

They sat down, far apart from each other, Slash on one end and Y/n on the other.

"I don't get why you're so upset about the Kirk situation" Y/n said, Slash sucked in a breath, tensing up at the mention of him. "I could've moved on, i could've really, finally moved on" She breathed out, wiping her tears away. "And yet here I am" She let out a laugh, a sad laugh to where she finally gave up wiping away her tears cause they just wouldn't stop falling. "I couldn't do it Slash, no matter what you do, I could never truly leave you" She shook her head, looking down at her legs, then back up at him.

"I still love you" Slash said "I do- I just- I don't know what's wrong with me"

"Am I just not enough for you?" Y/n asked

"Y/n-" Slash said, getting cut off by an emotional Y/n

"Why did you do this to me?" Y/n asked "All i wanted was to be loved by you" she cried.

"I do- I do love you Y/n", "I don't know why i did this" He said, looking at the woman he loves fall apart right in front of his eyes.

"I don't feel it Slash, and I don't think I ever did" She said

"Is there even anything left for us?"

"I don't know"

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AHHHHHH FINALLY A NEW CHAPTER!!!!!! oh my god thank you guys so much for being patient with me, it means so much!!!!! I'm so sorry i had you all waiting a buttfuck forever. Im starting to get my groove back so i hope i can now be more consistent with writing, love you all so so so much!!!!!! (also kinda drunk right now)

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[fuckshitslover]

gallavich dads where their daughter comes home pregnant and mickey ian and lip all get super protective

GALLAVICH X DAUGHTER!READER

Warnings: Teen pregnancy, angst turned fluff, angry mickey, daughter is 14, mickey and ian are in their thirties, use of y/n

No...No! You're probably wondering how y/n got in this situation...well, she may have done some things that she probably shouldnt have while at a party, and one thing led to another. Y/n is currently sitting on her bathroom floor, four positive pregnancy tests scattered across the tiles, one in her hand. I'm only fourteen! What the fuck will people think...what will my dads think?! Those were the thoughts that were stuck in her mind. She had been raised to be shameless, as a gallagher-milkovich but her fear of judgement was creeping in.

She heard the door to their two-bedroom apartment slam open, the loud footsteps of her dads banging through the living room. they mustn't have known she was home...how could they? she was supposed to be at school right now...but this is more important! she listens through the locked door as her dads sit down on the couch, sighing as she leans back, contemplating how fucking stupid she could be, to have sex, let alone unprotected sex at 14?!

y/n's body tensed as she heard mickeys heavy footsteps stride towards the bathroom door, scuttling around trying to shove the pregnancy tests in the laundry basket. she goes over to the sink and runs her hands under the water, wiping her smudged makeup off of her face.

she then hears her dad toying with the door knob, before yelling "who the fuck is in there?!". she panics, turning the water off and yelling back "it's just me dad!". she unlocks the door, straightening out her shirt and greeting her dad. "what the fuck are you doing home?" he asks, surprised to see his daughter home so early. "oh, my teacher was being a dickhead and sent me out of class so i left, didnt think you'd mind is all". she says, looking up at him. "you know i dont, but your dad will be pissed when he sees you home early, just a warning", mickey says before ruffling her hair and pushing her out of the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.

she runs to her room, shutting the door behind her and flopping on her bed, completely mortified at what was going on. her heart drops when she hears an angered, confused mickey yell "WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE?!". at this point she was hoping that he had found her vapes or something, anything could be better than this, but she knew what he had found.

"What is it?" Ian yelled from the other side of the apartment, prompting y/n to slowly walk towards the bathroom. you could imagine her surprise when she sees an angered mickey standing infront of her, striding towards her rapidly holding, cornering her while holding 5 positive pregnancy tests. "are these fucken yours???" he yelled at her. she immediately broke into tears again, the stress mixed with hormones letting all of her pent up emotions out. mickey stands his ground, until he feels ian pull at his shoulder roughly, forcing him to stumble back. y/n cowers into the corner, not prepared to argue with mickey and ian. mickey looks down at her, being held by ian. "fuck...y/n..." mickey says, regretting how angry he had been.

he then remembered that shes only 14, she is going through so many emotions right now, and that his anger can wait. he slowly walks back towards her, as she backs away from him slowly. then, to her surprise she feels him envelope her in a hug, wrapping his strong arms around her shoulders, kissing her forehead. she leans into him, relatively in shock about what is happening.

[walking-mf-dead]

I was on the brink of having a breakdown and needed to redirect my energy to something else so I went to my notes app and uh��� yeah. A shitty little drabble. Enjoy ☺️ (May be cross-posted to Ao3!) ((also the format looks funky because I wrote this in my notes app and copy/pasted it onto here via phone))

Pairing: Daryl Dixon/Reader

Relationships: Rick Grimes/Reader (Adoptive Daughter), Negan Smith/Reader (Biological Daughter)

Warnings: The Walking Dead typical violence, thoughts of death/suicide, self-deprecation, Canon Divergence, Death/Murder

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A Warning

I can't hold on anymore.

It feels like the pit in my chest is getting deeper. The lump in my throat getting bigger, harder to swallow down and ignore.

My eyes burn with unshed tears and my clenched teeth hurt my jaw.

The palm of my hand is being indented with the ragged nails I had chewed and bitten off overtime with my anxiety taking over me.

Never did this thought of death feel so appealing until now. Not until we got to Alexandria and it all went to shit. I knew it was all too good to be true.

My knees are aching on this forest floor.

Negan starts his little song, his voice vibrating up my spine. Giving me goosebumps. Forcing bile into my mouth as his bat points directly at my head.

I follow the bat up to his eyes.

“Well darlin’! I didn’t expect to see you here.”

He kneels down and gently grabs my chin, forcing me to keep eye contact.

“I’m almost tempted to skip you darlin’. You can come home. Mm? Wanna come back home to Daddy?”

The venom on my tongue is searing, “Fuck you Negan.”

“That’s no way to talk to your father, kid.” His face steels has he stands up.

I smirk up to him, “Go on Daddy. Do it. Like you do to every one else. Swing.”

“Do NOT fucking do this. Do you really think I want to bash in my own kids head? Huh?” His eyes look wild, as though his psyche is breaking slightly. Only slightly.

“How about, we try this again, hmm gang?! Let’s try this again and if it lands on this lovely lady then so fucken be it!” He yells out to his loyal subjects who break out into cheering.

“Eeny… Meeny… Miny… Mo. Catch… a Tiger… By… His Toe. If… He Hollers… Let Him Go. My Mother… Told Me… To Pick… The Very… Best… One. And you… Are… It.” He drawls out once more but this time, this time it was with purpose. The bat swings by me and points to Abraham. No.

“Anybody moves, anybody says anything, cut the boys other eye out and feed it to his father. And then we’ll start. You can breathe. You can blink. You can cry. Hell… You’re all gonna be doing that.”

CRACK!

The bat brutally hits into Abraham’s skull.

But he sits back up, his face mangled.

“Would you look at that! Takin’ it like a champ!”

WHACK!

Oh God.

Abraham’s blood is splattered on my face. I still. My body shaking and I lose focus on where I am and what’s happening.

Before I can clock it, I’m standing, barreling into Negan while Abraham’s dead body lays beside where I was. His head melding into the ground below.

I wail all of my force into punching my fathers face. He quickly overpowers me and throws me off. He stands up, grabbing Lucille from the ground and in pure rage he slams the bat into my abdominal area.

My scream echos into the surrounds and I feel my body and clothes tearing as the barbs pull back up on the bat.

My hands shake as I hold onto my stomach, looking up in pure fear at Negan. And he stares back, the same look of fear on his face.

“Baby, baby no. No no no. Fuck. FUCK.” He kneels down and pulls up my shirt despite my denial, and assess the wounds.

I look over to Daryl. His face is ghost white. “Daryl… Honey I love you.”

“Consider this a warning.” Negan announces, standing up.

“A big fucken warning. I’ll be around in 2 days to settle an arrangement. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Negan. Perfectly clear.” Rick strains out.

Negan gives me one last look before calling his men away to go back to The Sanctuary.

Rick and Daryl rush over to my side. Daryl brushing my hair from my face and giving me a solid kiss on my lips.

I look to Rick. “Will I be okay?” He nods. But I don’t know if I believe him. Not yet.

Rick, Carl and some others return to Alexandria to plan what’s happening with Negan while Daryl, Glenn, myself and Maggie head to Hilltop to use their medical services.

Daryl clutches onto me, hoping I make it through the next few days.

[squerlly]

flames of desire chapter 9: care to dance~

Alastor x (f! bunny reader)

your POV:

walking out of my room I head to the table taking a seat, Charlie and Alastor have something they want to announce, as Charlie runs downstairs Alastor comes out of the kitchen holding a plate of Beignets and hands them out to everyone, I heard of them but never tried one. "alright everybody I'm so sorry to wake you all up early but me and Al had an idea!" "I and Charlie decided that-" "We decided that we should throw a party here at the hotel to gain some patrons and you all are invited!!!" "you gotta be fucken with me..." husk grumbles "I could~" Leaning over the table Angel strokes husks chest as Husk pushes him off "Go fuck yourself" "That sounds wonderful hun," vaggie says trying to calm Charlie down. "A party?" "yes, a partyyy!!" "Charlie would like-" "I would like for" Cutting Charlie off Alastor stuffs a Beignet in Charlie's mouth "As I was saying Charlie would like for you all to help clean the lobby and decorate" "cleannnn!!!!! I love cleaning...." niffty giggled creepily. Charlie nods as she finishes the Beignet "well dress up and dance and celebrate!!!!" "that doesn't sound too bad" "Yes yes yes, we have a lot to work on so let's get started"

everyone stood up to gather cleaning supplies, and we spent the whole day cleaning. nifty ran around dusting and killing bugs, husk cleaned the drinking glasses while Angel went to buy food and more alcohol. Charlie and Vaggie went upstairs to the old storage room and grabbed whatever leftover decorations, and Alastor summoned these weird shadowy minions to fix the place up and move the furniture around to create a dance floor. 

Once Angel came back we set up the food table, restocked the drinks, and wiped everything down one last time before dragging all the girls upstairs to Angel's room to get ready. "Let go husk my, dear friend, we need to get you in tip-top shape, you're our bartender after all!" "Whatever..." 

At Angels Room Charlie, vaggie, niffty, and I had our dresses laid out. Charlie and vaggie picked black and white themed dresses to match. Angel picked a hot pink maxi dress that sparkled with an off-the-shoulder neckline, Niffty picked a little light pink cocktail dress with white lace around the bottom, and lastly, I had decided on a black red short flowy dress.

Alastors POV:

as I watched the ladies run upstairs I took Husker up to my room to get him ready. "you don't have anything to wear do you?" "No, does it look like I give a shit what I wear!" "Hmm, fear not my friend I know just what to put you in" With a mischievous smile I snap my fingers causing a line of green smoke to twirl around Husk, changing him into a Black and white suit with yellow cuffs and a yellow bow tie. "is this some kind of joke..." "doesn't it bring you back to old times~" I chuckle as husk leaves the room with a groan. another snap of my fingers and I change into my best condition red suit and black slacks topped with my brand new dress shoes. combing my hair and tying my black bow tie, I finish and head downstairs seeing the girls already in the lobby talking and giggling.

your POV:

listening to Charlie talk, I turned my attention to Alastor walking down, he had the same suit but somehow looked even better, Charlie rushed over to open the doors for people to join the party as vaggie turned on the music, with time the place was filled with demons, the bar was packed and the food table was swarmed.

sitting at the bar I grab a glass of Champaign talking to Angel "So uh you and smiles?" "what about us," I say trying to hide a grin "Oh come on ya guys have been extra close, he looks at everyone like he wants to tear them to shreds! but not you~" "And your point is" "I think dark and creepy likes ya" I shake my head and chuckle "Your nosey" "Hey I'm just sayin', you guys look good together" Seeing Alastor walk over I sit up a bit "speak of the devil~" angel winks at me and leaves the bar.

"well my dear you look wonderful as always" "You look extra nice as well" "Always have to look my best!" holding his hand out he offers it to me "Care to dance mon cher~" "Setting my glass down I take his hand, he pulls me to the dance floor, slow music playing as vaggie, Charlie and other demons began to dance. he holds my waist as I hold his shoulder and together we sway. "have you been enjoying yourself?" "yes, and you" "If I'm quite honest I'm only here to see you, my dear" As he twirls me I smile "Taking a liking to me?" "oh more than just a liking, you are quite the thief I'll have you know" "Well I suppose it's only fair since you have stolen from me as well~" "Have I now?" "you have" "How about a deal then" "a deal?" "yes a deal, you may keep what prized possession you have stolen from me as long as I get to court you~" "We have a deal" and with one last twirl the deal is sealed with a kiss...

The song ends and Charlie walks to the front of the room for an announcement, vaggie hands her a microphone as demons gather around, "I just want to thank everyone for coming out here and giving redemption a chance, and I want to thank my friends soooo much-" Charlie's eyes begin to water and vaggie takes the microphone "alright hun I think its time to go-" "I love you guys so much!!!" Charlie runs over and gives us all a hug, to my surprise Alastor doesn't protest, giving her a simple pat on the head as she wipes her tears. "we love you too Charlie!" "Now let's celebrate! I think it is time to bust out the big drinks" "Angellll don't get ahead of yourself!" "nah loosen up vagina" vaggie scowls as Angel drags all of us to the bar, husk serves all of us drinks.

I wanted to make this longer so badly but I had severe writer's block, man I need request to refresh myself, it took me the whole day to finish this but I hope you all still love this chapter and wait for some upcoming spice ;) have a good day/ night love you all!!!

-squerlly

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[alieinthemorning]

History Repeats Itself [Mammon]

Content: Angst, Character Death, Asura's Wrath Reference, No Happy Ending

Pronouns: None

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Mammon was the kind of demon who wore their heart on their sleeve. Maybe that was because out of all the brothers, he was the one who was still closely in tune with his previous angelic side. 

So seeing him like this, space between, hands balled on his thighs, head turned away from you—closed off from you.

It scared you,

But maybe being scared was better than learning the truth. 

“I love you.” The whisper floated from his lips, trembling and waning.

You nodded, confused. “Yes, I know—and I love you too.”

“No!” Quick and sharp. “You don’t get it…” He brought his hands up to his face, digging his palms into the flesh of his under eyes. 

The deep breath he took was shaky and unsure, but when he turned and lifted his gaze to meet yours.

Your stomach dropped.

“I love you.” He paused, taking another deep breath. “As much as Lilith loved that human, and much as we loved Lilith.” 

You stared at him, unsure as to what he was telling you.

But then you understood.

He was ready to commit the ultimate taboo and go to war when the time came. 

All for you. 

“And I know that I’d go down that path. I’m ready to go down that path.” He began, tears beginning to gather in his eyes. “What if they don’t get spared again—” His voice changed, becoming deeper and more raw as memories flashed behind those angelic eyes. “Because I know that they spared us out of pity.”

He crumpled in on himself. “But what if they die because of me? What if you die because of me? I—” He couldn’t hold it back any longer, openly sobbing before you.

You sat there stunned, unable to comfort him as you usually would. Your mind was too full with this brand new information. 

You knew and understood that Mammon loved you. He made it very clear. But to go as far as to potentially start a war with…you didn’t even know. The Devildom? The Celestial Realm? The Human Realm? 

And then there was the part with his brothers…you understand how deeply Mammon’s love for his brothers goes. 

Despite everything.

He still didn’t want anything to happen to them, especially not when he, and by extension you, were the cause could very well be the cause of their deaths. 

And what if…you die? And his brothers die? Then what? 

You curled within yourself, shuddering at the thought. 

He knew it.

He fucken knew it.

There was no escaping God’s Eye. 

And they all were slaughtered like lambs by God’s own hands. 

With the promise of rebirth, to once again be created in God’s image. 

But he wouldn’t allow it. 

So, he ripped those he loved apart. Flesh and soul, so that God would not defile you any longer. 

Then as he met his fate he swore that he would not join you until he avenged all of you.

It’s funny when you think about it. 

Resisting death for so long, coming back after each and every death. 

It changes you.

No longer was he an Archangel.

Nor was he the Avatar of Greed. 

He was now Wrath. 

And he would not succumb until God felt Mammon’s Wrath. 

So, this doc started off as something that was meant to be fluff...

And then had a thought and went to sleep, and now here we are. Angst, No Happy Ending and Character Death.

Imma be real, this hurt me too lmao

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