#after dark 🌩

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╰┈➤ Tempest

➜ Synopsis: What should've been a simple interrogation turns to more than that when the suspect takes an interest in you.

➜ Pairings: Criminal!Tabito Karasu x Detective!Reader

➜ This Fic Contains the Following: Fem!reader, semi public sex, dubcon (but for only like a minute lol), threats of getting caught, unprotected sex, cunnilingus, fingering, karasu being a tease ig idk he's a strange one

➜ WC: 3,470

➜ Note: a piece for the criminal collab event by the ever amazing @nxuvillette! def had fun writing this! ok ik the votes wanted nanami but i'm gonna let that idea cook a little longer to make it special for you guys <3. i also wanna thank @mitsuwuyaa for exchanging ideas back and forth with me and being my beta! you're the best <333

➜ Taglist: @eveningatthemoviesnetwork @pixelcafe-network @theseabreezestreet @lovedbydaisyx

“This is the one that you’ve been assigned to, he’s quite the repeat offender according to his rap sheet. Suspect is also known for playing mind games; so whatever he says to you, just don’t react and keep calm.”

You nodded as you looked down at the file your coworker gave you as you two walked, holding his mugshot in your hand before pulling out the contents.

‘Tabito Karasu,’ you read to yourself. ‘alias “The Assassin”… what a guy, huh?’ His appearance definitely caught your attention besides his criminal record. Minor crimes on the record soon escalated to major ones that would’ve definitely had him behind bars for a handful of years or even longer than that. How he managed to be out on the streets up until now was beyond you. Even then, he apparently didn’t come quietly and put up quite the fight for your fellow officers.

“Be careful, Detective. Don’t fall for anything he tells you,” with that, the both of you entered the interrogation room where you were greeted by him: Karasu. The Assassin. A thief. Whatever alias he went by, it suited him well. He already had his eyes on you when you entered and they were scanning up and down your figure almost gleefully, a smirk slowly spreading along his face.

“Well now… what’s this, Officer? Ya got a cutie to entertain me with?” He would sit up from his slouching position, smirk still intact. You could already feel that this was gonna be a long interrogation.

“Don’t even start with that, I’m here to talk to you about what happened,” you said, glaring at him. Yet he didn’t seem bothered by your snippy reply. In fact, he only raised an eyebrow.

“Oh? Ya just wanna ‘talk’ ta me, huh? By all means, be my guest, Miss Detective; I’m already dyin’ ta know what our chat’s gonna be about,” he would lean back in his chair, arms folded behind his head without another care in the world. The handcuffs attached to him did not seem to bother him at all.

With that, you were given a pat on the shoulder and a whispered “good luck” as your coworker left. Now left alone, you let out a sigh as you took a seat on the other side of the table to begin the interrogation. All the while Karasu’s eyes followed your every movement, almost as if he was studying you.

“Now, Karasu, I’m gonna ask you a few questions,” you began, sitting comfortably. “The reason why you’re here is because you’re suspected of being part of a big robbery that took place the other night in Shibuya. Other officers have reported you as the one behind it all, do you deny it?”

Karasu tilted his head in response, not unlike a curious crow. “What do ya think? Do ya reckon I'm the ringleader behind that whole mess?” No direct answer, just answering a question with a question. This made you bite the inside of your cheek in annoyance. You were told to expect this type of thing from him after all, he wasn’t someone to admit to anything or even break down that easily.

“Yes, I truly believe that you were behind the robbery. The discovery that the officers made have led the trail back to you, along with talking to neighbors of yours that have confirmed that you entered and left your apartment around the time that it all took place,” you said. “On top of that, witnesses described the thief as having dark blue eyes and a tall muscular figure. One of them even said they saw a beauty mark on his face. And guess who matches that description?”

And yet, Karasu did not look the least bit worried. After all, he did have quite the record and it wasn’t like he was going to stop after this one if he were to somehow get off easy. His relaxed posture almost unnerved you, just how can someone be so calm after being told he was caught and identified? That was something you could never understand with men like him.

“‘Kay, so yer guys ID’d me,” he stated, shrugging. “That doesn’t mean anythin’ to me. If ya think I’ll stop, ya better think again, Miss Detective. But let me ask ya this… do ya really think that this time I’ll be put away for good?” He asked as he leaned forward, his elbows now on his table. He rested his head on his hand, his stare almost mocking if it weren’t for his smirk disappearing. Was he asking you a serious question?

You stared back, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing you squirm under his gaze. “Yes, I think that this time you’ll be behind bars for a long time if not for life, especially with everything you’ve done before.” But this didn’t even make him frown. If anything, it made Karasu smirk at you again. If you didn’t know better, he probably found it adorable that you weren’t playing any games with him.

“Yer lookin’ a little angry there, Miss Detective. What have I done to make ya so pissed off at me?” He asked, leaning back into his chair once more. This time, his hands were now under the table. “Did I do somethin’ to ya personally? Or… is there something that’s goin’ on there?” He said. His eyes seemed to be scanning you once more and you almost felt yourself shiver. But you still tried to keep strong and not let him see any weakness he could exploit.

“No, there isn’t anything you’ve done to me personally. I just detest thieves,” you replied. That seemed to make his eyes light up.

“Ya don’t like no good thieves like me, huh? A man’s gotta steal to eat, ya know? It’s not right to lock up someone starvin’ like me, gorgeous.” His eyes seemed to burn into yours more as he said that.

There was no way he was serious about this. “You look well fed to me,” you scoffed back. “There’s no way that you could be a starving man as you claim you are.”

“Then I guess we’re both liars, you and me.”

That took you off guard for sure. “What are you talking about?” You asked, confusion crossing your face.

“Maybe I am lyin’ about not bein’ well fed, but yer definitely lyin’ as well, Miss. I overheard one officer say that yer the best detective here… but that comes with a lot of detriments, right? When was the last time ya ever had free time to care for yourself? Hm?”

You were even more confused, “I don’t know what you’re even trying to say. Are you insinuating that I don’t take care of myself? I don’t understand-” you were cut off by your radio crackling with the voice of your captain, “Detective?”

You picked up the radio to answer some questions about the suspect and the interrogation, but you failed to account for one thing.

You made a huge mistake that would seal your fate in this room: you took your eyes off Karasu. And that was all it took for him to make his move.

As you put your radio down after what felt like a lengthy conversation despite lasting for close to a minute, you would feel a hand cover your mouth. Your heart began to pound as your skin began to crawl, how did this happen? When did he move? How did he break free?!

As if sensing your panicking thoughts, you felt Karasu’s lips brush against your ear. “When you've been in and out of the doghouse like me, it gets real easy to slip off the ‘cuffs,” he would whisper before licking the shell of your ear, this sent a chill down your spine. Before you could struggle, you felt his free hand slide down your hip to between your legs. You tried to squeeze your thighs together but to no avail. He was so much bigger and stronger than you, any attempt at fighting back was going to fail.

“Poor, poor, thing,” he sneered, his hand cupping your cunt through your trousers. “Yer pent up, are ya? I can feel how warm ya are through these. In fact… When was the last time ya took care of this dry spell here? And I mean, really took care of it. Probably haven’t had a real orgasm in ages, huh?”

You tried to struggle against him, but he refused to let you go. “Oh no, no, no, baby; why don’t I give ya a helpin’ hand with this?” Before you could react, you felt him unbutton your trousers and slide his hand down to your clit and slowly began rubbing it. “Now, I’m gonna move my hand away and ya better not scream… at least not yet. These walls here are soundproof after all.” He was not wrong and much to your dismay, it only seemed to stir something within you. Were you actually getting excited?

This didn’t escape Karasu either, “Oh, ya like that?” He cackled, “Who’d have thought that Miss Detective here likes havin’ dirty criminals touch her?”

“No! That’s- that’s not true-” you tried to protest, trying to wriggle yourself away from his hold on you. And yet he was too strong for you to break free.

“Yer lyin’ and I can smell it, but that’s okay. A beautiful woman needs a real man like me to take of ya after all,” He only moved his fingers along your clit faster as he used his other hand to push your trousers down your legs. The chill in the room was more obvious as you felt the goosebumps already rise on your skin.

You tried to purse your lips together to hide any moans but he wasn’t having it, pressing his thumb down on your clit. A loud gasp escaped your lips in response.

“Why hide, babe? No one’s gonna hear ya anyways. Unless,” you didn’t even have to look at him to know that he was smiling, “ya didn’t lock the door comin’ in, did ya?” You nodded frantically, so sure you locked it before taking a seat for the interrogation.

“See? Nothin’ to worry about.” Before you could say anything else, he would lay you on top of the table and pull your pants off completely along with your panties, exposing your wet cunt to him. He licked his lips before he dove in, not wasting any time to get a taste of you.

He was right, it had been way too long since you’ve been with someone and it showed. A few licks at your clit was enough to have you moan and trap his head with your thighs but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, it encouraged him to keep going and even ravage you more. His large hands would grasp at your hips and squeeze them as he ate you out like he was eating his last meal on earth.

He even went as far as to move his hands upwards to begin unbuttoning your shirt.

“Karasu…” you moaned, trying to reach for any part of him to hold onto as he made you see stars. No one has ever made you feel this way before and you almost screamed as you felt him inch a finger inside you as he continued licking at your clit, one finger soon turning into two as he stretched you out. Preparing you to take him.

“That’s it, Detective… that’s it…” he cooed as he scissored his fingers in you. “Gotta prep ya for me, you’re doin’ good so far.” His praise made your heart skip a beat as a soft moan escaped your lips.

Before long, you felt him move his fingers away from you before he would spread your legs more for him. You gave him a questioning look, wondering why he pulled away so soon.

“Did ya think that was all? Oh no, I have more than that planned.”

To your surprise that you didn’t notice sooner thanks to the pleasure, he was stroking his cock. The dripping wetness from you was used to lube him up.

“Now why don’t I help ya feel good?” Before you could respond, Karasu would lean over you and begin kissing at your neck, nibbling every now and then as he kissed his way up to your lips. As the two of you kissed each other deeply, his cock would rub against your folds. You moaned against him as you felt yourself grow more excited. If he kept up this teasing any longer, you were so sure that you would break.

Fortunately, your wish was granted when you felt him slowly push his way inside you. A loud moan left your lips as your eyes fluttered closed. Karasu wasn’t faring much either as he groaned before dropping his head on the junction between your neck and shoulder. You gasped when you felt his teeth kiss your skin, but that didn’t bother you. In fact, the idea of a bite mark left by him had you squeeze around him.

Karasu let another groan out as he felt it, his hands squeezing your thighs as he began fucking you with fast, deep thrusts that were soon to have you scream for him. “Fuck, baby… don’t do that. We’re just gettin’ started. I can’t let ya go just yet.”

His pace would quicken right after he said that, spreading your legs more for him. Your arousal would coat his cock more and more, the wet sound being more obvious in the otherwise quiet room. You couldn’t stop the moans spilling out of your lips even if you tried. You pulled the criminal closer to you, draping your arms along his broad back. A very far cry compared to you glaring at and even close to detesting personally only a couple minutes ago.

However, the pleasure would be interrupted by something you hoped that wouldn’t happen until the very end. Your radio once again crackled with a voice interrupting the moment with a “Detective? Is everything alright there?” Your eyes immediately shot open at the voice that asked. It was one of the officers, the same one that escorted you into the room.

Karasu also caught on as he eyed the radio before reaching for it himself.

“No! Wait- don’t touch that!” You began protesting, trying to push him away, but that didn’t stop him as he grabbed the radio, smirking down at your panting form. His thumb was so close to pressing the button and let everything in the room be heard.

“Looks like someone’s callin’ to check on ya, this was supposed ta be an interrogation after all,” he would chuckle at your attempts to grab the radio from his hand as the officer still tried to call out to you.

“Now ya got two options, gorgeous,” he began, grabbing your wrists together with his free hand, “either ya answer and tell yer little coworker that everything’s fine or I’ll be the one answering it. I reckon that Miss Detective here doesn’t want the force ta know that she let someone like me fuck her until she came. Right?”

This made your heart beat rapidly. If Karasu answered, your coworker would guess that something was wrong and rush in only to see you two like this. You couldn’t risk it. How were you going to face the others after all that? “Give me the radio… I’ll tell him that I’m okay…” you tried to speak through uneven breathing.

Without another word, he wordlessly gave you the radio and let you answer. But his thrusts wouldn’t stop, oh no, he would keep going; albeit at a slow teasing pace that was already driving you mad.

“There you are! The interrogation is already keeping you busy?” He had no idea.

“Yeah, sorry.. But everything is fine,” you answered, trying to keep your voice steady whilst Karasu would fuck you. As you were asked a few more questions, you felt your sweet spot being nudged at. You bit your lip in an attempt to stay silent, glaring at the criminal who was making you feel this way. He was not making it any easier for you, almost if he was trying to get you in trouble judging by the gleam in his eyes. Your thighs trembled as you were close to the end. You would be ashamed for cumming so easily, but he was right. It’s been way too long after all.

Thankfully your officer didn’t question you anymore, much to your relief. He bid you goodbye, cutting off his end. Once that was over, Karasu went back to his harsh pace again as if sensing you were gonna reach your climax.

“Good girl, that wasn’t so hard now, was it?” He teased even though he was also losing his composure. Your walls enveloping around him tightly was soon to make him lose it. Unable to hold back anymore, he leaned over you as he kissed you once more. Your tongues tangled together in a dance of temporary passion, a mess that felt amazing in the moment regardless of whether you’ll regret it.

One hand would reach your clit and rub it in circles, aiding your coming release. Unable to help yourself, you grinded against him, trying to chase your orgasm and have him cum with you. “Too good… I’m gonna cum…” Your eyes would close again, the feeling satisfying you more than you could ever describe. No one up until now has ever made you feel this way… and to think he would be the first one to.

“Go on, baby, cum fer me… cum fer me. Aha, there it is… good, baby,” he would chuckle as you finally came. A moan sounded throughout the room as you came all over your cock. You trembled around him as he didn’t stop, continuing to push you beyond your limits. His pace slowed down slightly to draw out your climax as he reached his own, head burying into your shoulder as he groaned. His hips stuttered as he kept thrusting, making sure that every drop filled you up and stayed inside.

After what felt like an hour, he finally pulled away from you. He fixed himself back to how he was before you walked into the room before he helped you dress. You let him pull your bottoms back up and button up your shirt again before he helped you up off the table.

“There we go. That was real fun, Miss Detective, shame we can’t do this again. But I’ll remember this and hopefully dream ‘bout it,” he said, chuckling as if he told a joke. You sighed as you fixed up your hair. Even with the attempts at fixing yourselves properly, anyone would be able to tell that you two had sex. Karasu’s face was slightly flushed and you had potential marks soon to form on your neck. Good thing the bite mark he left on you would stay hidden underneath your shirt. But you couldn’t account for the fact that you were just as flustered as him.

“I…” you started to say, but what was there to be said? You just let him fuck you during a supposed interrogation, you were lucky that the room was soundproof and that you weren’t caught during radioing. But now you had marks soon to decorate your neck and you had to find a way to take care of that before you were allowed to go home.

“Ya gotta leave right? It’s whatever,” he shrugged as he sat back down in his chair. “Ya gotta go back to work after all. But try not to make it any obvious that ya fucked me, okay?” He added, smirking at your embarrassed expression. “But I guess we’re done here now. I’m done talkin’ about that robbery, might as well have yer buddies take me in already.”

You scoffed. “I’ll be fine. But I’ll see you around the prison,” you said, before leaving him in the room, refusing to deal with his smugness any longer or stick around to hear whatever remark he had to say.

As you left, you turned on your radio. “Chief, it’s me. The interrogation is done, the suspect is guilty,” you said, walking down the hall. Even with that, you could already feel his cum pooling into your panties. You sighed, this was going to be a long night and you only had yourself and Karasu to blame. Hopefully you can make it through the rest of the night with his cum inside you.

Perhaps you were no better than a rotten thief like him after all, especially that you let said thief have his way with you without too much of a fight.

[rainychaoloveshack]

AAAAAAAA LET ME THINK 😗 can i please please request a shadow x fem reader where has a nightmare about what happened with his past, all the trauma coming up to him after all these years. he starts tossing and turning waking reader up, so she starts to try and wake him, and when he finally does he thinks he’s still dreaming and he pushes reader to the bed thinking she’s a g.u.n soldier, anger in his eyes, but in the end he realizes she’s his partner and apologizes and makes it up for scaring her and KWNENFNFKWKWKE omggg please make this hurt to comfort and play with my guts 😍😍

ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ ☂︎ ⋆ ﾟ 𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐠.

shadow had a nightmare. he didn't notice that it was you trying to comfort him.

content. shadow x f!reader, mentioned engagement, hurt to comfort, crazy angst, unintentional violence, this man is crazy traumatized

☂︎ wc. 1k ☂︎ a/n. I AM DONE !!!! you had me SALIVATING W THIS REQUEST 🤤🤤🤤 might’ve gotten a bit extreme with it… threw sum extra things in there tewww

likes, reblogs, and especially comments are extremely appreciated!!!

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Sleep is ripped away from your grasp as your body reacts to the tossing and turning beside you, causing you to open your eyes slowly and take in your surroundings instinctively. The same as it always is. Pale moonlight shimmers through a small slit in the dark curtains, illuminating your fiance’s sleeping, yet disturbed form, turning onto his back with a small grumble.

You shift your body to the side, propping yourself up on your elbow as you study the features lined on his face, clearly in distress. It must be a nightmare. Poor honey.

Reaching out your hand, you graze it across his soft cheek, not noticing any big reaction besides his current disturbance.

A soft murmur of his name slips out of your mouth, nudging him again once you notice that he’s not waking up. Strange. Usually, he’s such a light sleeper; always on alert and such.

It must be bad.

You frown, reaching over to shake his body lightly, repeating his name yet again, to no response. You lean over his slumbering figure, brushing your thumb across his cheek softly, and suddenly you can feel his body jolt awake, relieved for only a split moment until the expression on him finally registers in your head.

Shadow’s eyes rip open and immediately meet yours in a frantic, crazed stare. A snarl emerges from him and his hand lunges at your throat, using his other one to grab you at the shoulder and flip you over, pinning you down to the bed as something snaps loudly beneath you; one of the wooden supports, perhaps. “YOU!” He snarls, your head slamming into the headboard, forcing a gasp out of your lungs, and the stinging sensation in your head proliferates. “I”LL KILL-” With your teeth clenched in pain and shock, your eyes dart up to his face, seeing the way his pupils slit and his eyes widen in pure terror. “You?”

Ah…

“... [Name].” Shadow says quietly, almost like a statement as he comes back to reality, thankfully quickly, but not quick enough. His breath hitches as he looks at your fear-filled form, your hands drawing up to his still on your throat, loosening its hold on you. He gasps softly, letting go immediately as he gazes at you, almost disbelieving the situation at hand.

Awakened from a nightmare, just to fall back into another one.

“I…” Shadow says shakily, his muscles and grip slowly relaxing on your shoulders as he comes to the realization that it's you, his love. “Honey…” He says softly, hesitating to reach out to you; to touch you. Shadow leans back and away from your shaking form, hands twitching violently as he looks down at his palms, then back up. “[Name].” The tone of desperation in his voice is too much to bear, and you reach out to pull him into a tight hug, feeling the strong resistance at first, but he settles in, wrapping his arms around you in a tight, anguished embrace.

Shadow brings you closer, shakily breathing as his grip around you tightens further, still in shock of his actions towards you, despite it all being a mistake. “I’m sorry.” The quiet words flowed out of his mouth, even though they weren’t necessary at all. You understand; of course you do. How could you not? All of his pain, all of the grief put into one person. It’s too much to bear.

But he had done the one thing he’d feared for so long. Hurting you. The ever-loving you.

Sounds from the vent system can be heard whirring quietly in the corner between your silence as he takes in your embrace, obviously shaken from his nightmare. “I’m sorry.” He repeats, his voice trembling even as he tries to hide it, and you pet his head slowly, your fingers running lightly against his quills. Shadow’s finger traces small circles on your back, twitching and shaking, attempting to ground and soothe himself from not only the nightmare, but also the fear of hurting you further.

Shadow grips the back of your shirt, crumbling further as he snuggles into the crook of your neck, wishing he could suffocate himself with the shame swirling around his head. 

“I can’t lose you too; I can’t. It won’t happen again, I promise.” He mutters endlessly, trying to convince you that he means every syllable leaving his mouth, though you already believe it so. You’ve never doubted him for even a moment, if at all.

Shadow loves you with all of his heart, with every fiber of his being and existence, that much was clear already.

A sigh leaves your parted lips as you move him away from you, cupping his cheeks as you brush away the tears forming from his widened eyes, presumably from a lack of blinking, still trying to ground himself as his eyes meet yours again.

“Will…” He mutters, eyes filled with a desperation you’ve never seen before. “Will you really be able to be with me?” Shadow says softly, taking a hand of yours off his cheek as his fingers brush over the engagement ring he gave you, watching the gem glitter softly in the moonlight. “I want it, I do. I know that I can be a hassle but-”

A small smile grows on your lips, and your shoulders shake with the laughter you’re holding in as you press a kiss on his cheek, Shadow not missing the chance to peck one right back on your lips, making sure to display his affection and love for you tenfold. How out of character for him to be concerned like that. Does he doubt your feelings for him?

Now why is he so worried about something like that? There’s no man in any world, any dimension for that matter, that you’d rather be wed to.

[seen-the-stars]

Skyfall you say? 👀🌩🌩🌩🌩

this fic has jumped fandoms with me more than once, but by god is this the perfect pairing for it. enjoy.

you get: a cookie, and 347 words of

🌩 • skyfall

Tommy looks at him, smiling a sly smile as he tuts through his teeth. Buck is annoyed at the man’s composure, but he’s starting to hold onto it with a little more force now, he notices. He’s been trained to look for the clues for almost as long as he can remember. He’d learned how to push Tommy's buttons for all of their training.

This, on the flipside, means that Tommy knows exactly how to push his buttons, as well.

But Buck isn't done playing yet, and there’s one side of him that Tommy has never had the pleasure of seeing before, something he’d only started perfecting after their training, out in the wild. And he’s not an idiot — he’d noticed the way Tommy had reacted at his insinuation earlier. Maybe the only real reaction he’s gotten out of him the entire time. He’s more than willing to try.

He looks at Tommy, makes a conscious effort to capture his eyes for just long enough to hold his attention, before he lets them rake over Tommy’s body with intent. It’s a nice body, Buck has to admit, so it’s not any hardship to rest his gaze on the hint of collar bone visible under his shirt, the big, strong, capable hands hovering at his sides, the huge thighs that Buck can’t deny he feels some kind of way about.

Buck drinks him in, and allows himself to react. He can tell that his eyes go just a bit hazy, that there is a blush rising onto his cheeks and ears. He lets it happen. Lets Tommy know that there is something there. He’s always enjoyed playing dirty the most.

It has the desired effect: Tommy notices. Good god, and how he notices. When Buck’s eyes finally look into Tommy’s again, they’re thick with want and dark, pupils blown wide. His face is tense — he’s holding onto his bravado by sheer force of will, but his force of will seems to be dwindling by the second in the face of his ever-growing desire.

It’s Buck’s time to smirk.

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used to feeling like an afterthought on her birthday (mostly due to its proximity with christmas), mickey sets out to make sure that his sweet lover girl feels treasured and loved

love is a losing game ,, jake seresin (SERIES)

LAPD Detective II Jessica Seresin has had a rough few years. As the youngest female second-rank detective in the LAPDs auto theft division, she’s been on maternity leave for the last nine months, and it’s driving her up the wall. When her old boss from homicide shows up on her doorstep and tells her that her husband may be involved in multiple ongoing homicide investigations, she realizes she might have to fight tooth and nail to keep her life from falling apart.

marvel

you've got me under your spell ,, eddie brock (the cozy collection 2024) 🌹

the then's and now's of halloween in the brock household.

dc comics

don't let the sun go down on me ,, bruce wayne (bale!batman)

usually she's the one begging bruce to take a break. not tonight, though. tonight, bruce thinks mrs. wayne deserves to rest

[ibelieveinvillainsupremacy]

Ok ok but hear me out-

Dark purveyors(+swan) and their S/o who is in a Japanese Visual Kei band?

Holy moly anon-

That's a good ask!

There you go (sorry if it's not so accurate, I'm not an expert of this type of music :,) )

☠ Zed:

☠ Woah. So you dig rock to huh? Well, Japanese one, but still...

☠ Would definitely go to all your group concerts

☠ And learned the songs too! (In a new language of his invention- he's doing his best ok)

☠ If you play an instrument in your band, he would gladly join you singing sometimes

☠ If you sing, you could make a duet! (in both cases, make sure to not let your ears bleed after lol)

🌩 Vikke:

🌩 Oh yeah. That's really cool.

🌩 Same thing as Zed, invents a complete new language in order to support you and your songs

🌩 If you insist he might make a duet with his drums (if you ask nicely)

🌩 Loves to hear you sing if you do that in the band

🏵 Mariska:

🏵 That's wonderful. She would love to hear about it more.

🏵 She is probably the only one who knows the lyrics well, also tries to help the others pronounce them correctly lol

🏵 She also would love helping you write some songs too! She is very good with words :)

✨Josey:

✨That's totally cool! Loves to support you and your bandmates

✨Is the closest to the stage because he doesn't want to miss anything from your perfomances.

✨Despite being a zombie of a totally different genre, he loves learning you guys songs and twisting them in his own style too

🔥 Lewis Legend:

🔥 As he represents rock and roll, of course he loves hearing another close genre to it.

🔥 Loves being backstage more to have you all by himself later (👀)

🔥 Duets with you anytime he can :)

🔥 Loves to tell the others about how talented you are <3

🖤 Swan:

🖤 Wouldn't be as much excited as the others since he's not a big music lover, but for you he gladly makes an exception

🖤 Not really close to the stage, but he goes to your concerts everytime

🖤 And always makes sure to make you notice that ;)

🖤 Likes to help you writing something too

🖤 Maybe even a love song? Maybe hehe

[miniscrew-anon]

🌩

miniscrewwww how have you been??? i kinda disappeared into like 3 other fandoms but im still here in the shadows

-secret third thing

I’ve been good! Happy to hear from you! I’m in the same boat tbh - drifting along but always ready to hop back into the stormyverse

Here’s a lil snip for ya:

Time tucks his tie into his jacket, smoothing it down with a hand. He adjusts his collar and checks himself over in the mirror one last time to make sure he’s presentable.

One new aspect of his position is the emphasis on appearance and decorum. It's not quite alien to him but it is something that takes more effort than he's used to. But it's worth the few extra minutes each morning to keep any unsavory pictures from finding their way online after a nosy reporter or fandom photographer catches a moment of him being less than presentable.

He's not sure he's ever going to live down those pictures of him after he had to borrow one of Dark's shirts after a particularly messy assignment.

Time grabs his briefcase and runs his hand through his hair, checking around to make sure he has everything. He's got an important meeting and it wouldn't do to be unprepared.

Outside his door Time can hear a loud crashing and yelling.

And it's not even nine yet. Great.

Time sighs heartily and picks up his briefcase. He can’t afford to be late this morning. So he readies himself to just walk right on by whatever chaos the boys are getting up to this early in the morning. He even pulls out his phone to use as a prop to avoid getting pulled into any conversations or shenanigans. He puts it to his ear, scripting out an imaginary meeting for realism, and opens his door.

“Thank you for accepting my call. I’m sure you’re very busy this morning So I’ll keep it brie-” Time stops short when he walks out his bedroom and immediately sees Four, who stares back at him.

From his spot dangling from the chandelier, five stories in the air.

Four kicks his feet a little and adjusts his grip. “Morning.”

[sailingangel]

Our new video is live! 🌩🦈🚿 https://youtu.be/VOqJTmCXkgs In this episode of Sailing Dark Angel, Dave tries to diagnose our electronics after a wild electrical storm and a nurse shark comes to say good-bye to us. We dive one last coral garden before discovering that we'll be leaving tomorrow on only one engine

[ircnwrought]

there's a pulsing in his head; it's driving him faster than anything. faster than his feet beneath him, faster than the pounding in his chest ( though it's nearly, fucking debilitating. ) going out this way hadn't been in his cards; not that he had a winning hand to begin with. but violet. violet. violence reigns, in the end; he'd only wished it hadn't been in ... this way. that it hadn't been his. ( his sentence lengthens; does hers? ) " violet! " he's nearing her warded door; he wonders if he ought to even try it. he's too close, already. he shouldn't be here. he left. he left for a gods-damned good reason. —— but he had to know. had to see her. had to. in ways he hadn't expected, he had to. " vi—— !! " please. please be okay. ( bloody rings define him, clouding what amber remained in his gaze. ) one look. one, then he's gone. he promises it. if death hasn't already set its table for two. — ( for violet. ) // @riorsworn

__________🌩      MEMORIES COME BACK TO HER IN FLASHES AS SHE LAYS IN BED. the sky had been dark with wings, dragon && wyvern && gryphon all vying for domination amongst the ruins. though the clouds curled in thick groups, obscuring riders && flyers, she remained master of all. lightening stikes called to hand, thrown in chains towards the enemy, were met with pride from tairn. her mind only focused on buying her squad more time, more freedom to maneuver, more ... - the scene suddenly shifts && is eerily similar to one all those months ago ( another had been with her then; how she longed for his presence now her heart remained miles away with him since he left )

🌩__________      SHE HADN'T SEEN THE THROWN KNIFE UNTIL IT BURIED ITSELF IN HER SIDE. she doesn't recall much after. there had been tairn's roars, the darkness closing in around her, && the unmistakable shudder of her heart ( its labored beat slowing, threatening to still completely as the dagger's poison carried through her blood ) she lingered somewhere between this world && the next, hovering on a last breath until her brother could reach her. even then, as he mended the wound, it refused to close completely. the poison, contained for now, still spread its ugly tendrils across her torso. it seems the venin learned from the last attempt on her life, perfecting their weapon. brennan does not know how much longer he can mend, how much longer his signet will keep the danger at bay

__________🌩      THE WOUND IS BURNING AGAIN, HER BLOOD BEGINNING TO SEEP THROUGH THE BANDAGES. she thinks she may be hallucinating when she hears his voice calling her name. what a lovely thing to drift of to ... - but no !! the voice is nearer, more insistent && she, drags herself out of the half dug grave she's lingered in. it takes every effort of strength to haul herself to her feet && command each step forward, but it is a battle she will wage with herself for what awaits her at the end of her journey brennan && mira will call her a fool for risking her health this way, but she will always answer when xaden calls as she swings the door wide && takes his hand in hers, she realizes just how real this is. it is no call of death to pull him with the last remnants of her strength past the wards. her love, her reason.

__________🌩      EXHAUSTED, SHE HAS NOTHING MORE TO GIVE. she slumps her weight into his arms, clinging to him to remain upright. he shouldn't be here !! he shouldn't have come !! he is safer away from the magic && the wards !! but never safer away from her; as wrong as tearing out half her soul her breathing comes in uneven wheezes && she is begining to wobble on her feet. ❛   xaden -- ... what are you doing here ?? you shouldn't be ... here. dangerous ... too ... dangerous ...   ❜ she feels the edges of her vision darken, but she holds on. reality is better than a dream to have him so near at hand once more.

[sthenoaloraquest]

🌩Onyx Storm Spoilers Iron Flame

Adding on to the comment I made about the wardstones having different sets of runes. I feel like people who go back to IF might say, "Then how come they believe the wards aren't right when the gryphons riders can wield in IF?"

Truthfully, it's all based on reader assumptions. Violet thinks both wardstones were created the same way. Violet believes that gryphon riders will lose their power based on how the wardstone is like in Bagiath, so the readers think the same thing. From what I can remember, Brennan is the only one in IF who has seen Basgiath's wardstone but never up close. Violet has only seen Aretia's until the battle at Basgiath, so there's no way to compare the two until OS. The characters think that they work the same but don't have any concrete evidence.

So what really indicates that there is something wrong with Aretias wards in IF? Violet and Dain transcribe and heavily rely on Warwick's journal for raising the wards (and its the only journal they have until chapter 57). Towards the end of chapter 56, wyverns are sent to cross the wards at Aretia but immediately die soon after entry (and syrena says they still can wield). Now, chapter 57, Lilith is talking to Violet, Mira, and Xaden about raised wards by the instruction of Warwick's journal will fail. Lilith specifies to cut open the die, wyvern bodies, and that the carcasses in Samara had marked rocks inside, which Violet picks up as dark wielders using runes. Then Lilith gives Violet Lyra's journal and says, "If you don't, they'll decline over time to nothing. Your father told me once that his research showed Warwick never wanted anyone else to hold the power of the wards. He wanted Navarre to eternally hold the upper hand. But Lyra thought the knowledge should be shared." (Interesting how he wanted it all for just Navarre, and nothing is said about Aretia.) Mira and Violet find a pair of the wyvern bodies at the border, cut out the stone with runes still humming with power. The wyvern body twenty feet away shudders, possibly from feeling the stone, and the women see its golden eye blink open, then Violet kills it. This right here is the indicator. Had the venin seen that wyvern could in deed live crossing the wards, Aretia would have been screwed. Plus, in OS, we know the wards had six 6 months before completing collapsing without the irids.

🌩 Onyx Storm Spoilers

There is a post that I just reblogged by watch-talk-read that brought up a great point. They also had great questions.

They pointed out how the Irids said they left Andarna with the humans to see if they would evolve under the wanderstones in hopes they no longer used magic as a weapon (bottom of pg. 346 ch. 41) .

When Andarna is finishing her "about me" story to the Irids, she says on pg. 344 "To ask if you'll come to fight with us. To see if the knowledge was passed down of how the venin were defeated during the Great War, or if you know how to cure them." Andarna does not talk about the wardstones in ch. 41 or 42 to the Irids. At the end of ch. 40 Violet and Ridoc are not talking about them either, so it's not like that the Irids overheard them. The Irids knew about both of them beforehand.

Now flashback to the except in ch. 7, "If I'm to be court-martialed for helping Braxtyn defend his people, then I shall welcome the trial. All who channel from dragon and gryphon alike should flourish under the wards, and now Aretia will be that haven should one of the others ever return." Journal of Lyra of Morraine. Now, the ending of that sounds like the Irids have already left and made their decision of "girl bye your too much drama. We'll leave you with an egg" and if that's the case, the wardstone in Aretia was possibly never activated. If that wasn't the outcome and Lyra was talking about venin returning, then both wardstones were activated, and more than likely it was someone from the six that caused it to eventually fail. The six are already split amongst themselves on keeping the creation of the wardstones secret and letting others know.

Also, ch. 7 answers a question I have seen floating around. How is it that when the Irids fired the Aretia wardstone, the gryphon riders didn't lose magic like they do in Bagiath? Well, in Lyra's writing blurb for ch. 7 it's suggested that Aretia would be a safe haven for both dragon and gryphon alike. That same chapter on pg 65 basically confirms this, "...as we watch a spot on the top line of runes differentiating Navarre's wardstone from Aretia's bubbling outward." The wardstones look similar but don't have the same lines of runes. The blocking rune for the gryphons was never on the Aretia wardstone.

One more thing. Its Sawyer who removes the runes from the wardstone. I still have a feeling a metallurgist was part of the six. Again, the six are the only ones who know how the wardstones were created. I doubt they would have brought in someone random.

[viboraneno]

i will GLADLY take your wolf hybrid karasu thoughts!!! give all you've got!!!!

(and slight addition: if he's a wolf hybrid, what kind of hybrid would you be, if any?)

NESS I NEEDED TO STEP AWAY AND BREATHE EVERY NOW AND THEN WHILE TYPING BUT

cw mdni: hybrids, somnophilia

wolf hybrid!karasu who not only scents you, but marks you up and down your neck to let the others know that you're taken. and if that's not enough to ward the rare persistent few away? well, he has the strength to knock them back. he has to let them know that you belong to him and him only. <3

when you're in heat/he's in rut, you better hope he'll be gentle on you. karasu will be on you before you can even blink no matter what you're doing. and with a wolf's amazing sense of smell? you will not be able to walk afterwards; all in his head is one thought over and over: "breed." and no way is he letting you go until he's had his fill.

and if you're the type of hybrid to hibernate? ohohoho boy, he's definitely gonna prep you a lot and fuck you until you're awake. he can't help it when you're so cute and helpless while sleeping.

but even then, he'll still go on despite you both being overstimulated and you're trembling underneath him. he needs to make sure you're carrying his pups in time for the next season <3

[thexam-union]

Jordan Wakely : This is your plan? Really?

Mezzetino : Please, I don't plan. I scheme.

[wannabevampire]

Druig Masterlist

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{🤎} 18+ { dom!druig // sub!reader }

summary: you’ve been teasing druig all day. two can play at that game! chaos ensues…

(degradation/humiliation/overstimulation/edging/kinky shit/this is very dirty fyi!!)

☆~ [ wouldn’t dream of it. ] ~☆

{🤎🧸} 18+ { soft!dom!druig // innocent!reader }

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{📻} { druig x reader }

summary: druig has hated you since the moment you stumbled into his life. lucky for him, the feeling is mutual. what the two of you fail to acknowledge is that there’s a fine line between hate…and love.

(angsty. so SO angsty and sad. i cried <3 enjoy.)

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☆~ [ window to the soul, painting of my heart. ] ~☆

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{ 🧳=tags will be added on each chapter! } { druig // iris }

enemies to (hopefully) lovers

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[strikingviolet]

__________🌩       SHE       MUST       HAVE       A       DEATH       WISH,       AS       HE       LEANS       OVER       HER.       she   draws   her   shoulders   to   stand   at   her   full   height,       though   it   doesn't   equate   to   much   next   to   him.       she   feels   a   tug   toward   him,     near    impossible    to    ignore,     &&    despite   every   screaming   nerve   of   logic   she   has       –     her    eyes    dart    almost    imperceptibly    to    his    lips.       her   breath   catches    &&    she   forces   herself   to   look   away.     it's    the    connection    to    the    dragons,       she   tells   herself.     it    must    be    particularly    strong    today     (       how   else   can   she   explain   how   the   air   charges   when   he's   near    ??       when   he   would   have   been   perfectly   fine   killing   her   the   first   chance   he   could   get   if   it   didn't   mean   his   life   would   be   forfeit   as   well    ??     )       she   tries   to   focus   on   what   he   is   saying,     the    treason    he    is    spouting    because    she    asked.       truth   be   told,       she   didn't   expect   easy   answers   from   him.     these    are    still   cryptic,       but    they    are    far    more    than    she's    found    in    sanctioned    sources    of    navarre.

🌩__________       THE       TYRRISH       STORIES       ARE       ENTIRELY       AT       ODDS       WITH       THE       OFFICIAL       NARRATIVE.       even   hearing   them   in   the   archives   of   her   mind   feels    wrong     (       but   something   below   pricks   at   her.     recognition    perhaps,       but   she   has   never   heard   these   tales    &&    does   not   know   where   she   would   have     )     “    the    myths    we    know    say    she    &&    the    other    gods    helped    found    navarre    after    malek's    exile    for    taking    her.       the    wives    tales    follow    saying    malek    blessed    poromiel    with    darkness    in    revenge    &&    we    have    been    fighting    that    war    since.    ”       her   mind   spins.       though   the   malek   spin   to   the   poromiel   war   is   not   an    official    account,       there   are   many   across   the   empire   who   believe   it,       particularly   those   who   have   suffered   along   the   border.     leadership    makes    no    move    to    censor    it.       but       …     had    amari    stayed    regardless    of    the    reasoning    behind    it,       the   very   foundation   of   that   faith,     of    the    very    war    itself    is    shaken.       a   lie. who would fight knowing poromiel may not be easy villains ??       the   realization   is   written   clearly   across   her   face.     “    do    all    the    tyrrish    know    your    version    ??       ”       unspoken:     had    the    stories    been    dangerous    enough    to    stoke    a    rebellion    ??

" that's always how the stories go , isn't it ? " he retorts , they could've at least gotten more creative with the whole coverup. perhaps it was humanity's own greed punishing them , they'd forgotten to be grateful. ( they didn't deserve her , of this , xaden's sure. ) but where she is just looking over the precipice , he is far below , waiting , praying not to drown her in the depths. the irony isn't lost on him , the choice is there but unspoken.

" of course there are. " navarre just doesn't care to tell the truth , ever apparently. although he's known this for centuries , the ache is exponential when she's so near & yet so miserably far all at once. fingertips dig into the leather of his jacket , like it might keep him from reaching out & doing something stupid. he settles instead to hover over , head cocking to the side with that smug grin. " maybe , but that's just no fun. "

the truth is right there , but he doesn't dare , not entirely. walking hand in hand , uniting , overcoming when none thought capable. not exactly the story they want to promote when they've crafted such a quaint story of the heroic kingdom & the evil poromiel. " she chose to stay , she chose to rule with him. you tell me , why would navarre not record that ? " it could be dismissed as a senseless story --- something to die with those who told it or written off as blasphemy , but she's smarter than that.

[planetsano]

## attack on titan masterlist !

key: 🌤 = smut/suggestive 🌩 = angst ⛓ = dark content

last update: 10:00 AM, 08/27/23.

CHARACTERS.

— eren yeager

you promised forever. 🌤⛓

when eren returned, you didn't spare him any glances. not even a word. you just simply acted as if he didn't exist. its been days since you've spoken to him, and you find him in your personal quarters.

put on a show. 🌤

eren is annoyed that his friend's won't leave him alone when he's trying to get a blow job. so out of frustration, he's shows them that he's busy by using your head like his own little fleshlight.

happy pills. 🌤

a night of tripping on ecstasy with eren.

gifts. (ft. floch) 🌤⛓

floch gives you, his girlfriend, away to eren as a gift, a personal playtoy to do whatever eren pleases.

teddy bear. 🌤⛓

eren and his little sister are really close.

you're bad for me. ⛓

you and eren are a match made in hell.

family love. (ft. zeke) 🌤⛓

you lied to your big brothers and now you have to take your punishment like a good girl.

crybabies. (ft. eren) 🌤

eren catches you and armin fucking each other without his permission.

deflowered. 🌤⛓

eren is the only man you need in your life.

xbox or playstation? 🌤

eren finds more interest in gaming than you, his horny girlfriend.

live now. (ft. jean) 🌤

jean is lonely and finds himself infatuated with a cute cam couple online.

lights, camera, action. 🌤

your realm is softcore, his is hardcore— what happens when you take a step into his world? was the oh so feared eren yeager as bad as people say he is?

milk and cookies. 🌤

you baked sweet little armin your famous homemade cookies. but sadly, you forgot to bring milk, luckily he has some for you.

“just friends” 🌤

friends with benefits (and feelings).

prince charming. 🌤⛓

after months of being in a relationship that felt too good to be true, you find out that eren yeager is the danger you craved in your life all along.

apologies. 🌤⛓

zeke is the brother you can run and cry to when eren is being too mean.

— armin arlert

mommy knows best. 🌤

armin with a mommy dom girlfriend.

crybabies. (ft. eren) 🌤

eren catches you and armin fucking each other without his permission.

dilf armin. 🌤

headcanons.

bully armin. 🌤⛓

headcanons.

milk and cookies. 🌤

you baked sweet little armin your famous homemade cookies. but sadly, you forgot to bring milk, luckily he has some for you.

— jean kirstein

pretty boys cry too. 🌤🌩

jean needs your comfort and you're more than willing to help your boyfriend feel better.

live now. (ft. eren) 🌤

jean is lonely and finds himself infatuated with a cute cam couple online.

a day out. 🌤⛓

click here to watch a hot bimbo cheat on her step bro with his hot friend!

— floch forster

gifts. (ft. eren) 🌤⛓

floch gives you, his girlfriend, away to eren as a gift, a personal playtoy to do whatever eren pleases.

— zeke yeager

family love. (ft eren) 🌤⛓

you lied to your big brothers and now you have to take your punishment like a good girl.

tough love. ⛓

blurb.

puppy breath. (ft eren) 🌤

zeke loves his pup to the moon and back. eren loves babysitting you while his brother is away because he loves that puppycunt to the moon and back.

apologies. 🌤⛓

zeke is the brother you can run and cry to when eren is being too mean.

VARIOUS.

smells like teen spirit. 🌤⛓

welcome to the team little freshman!

HEADCANONS.

attractive traits and habits.

eren, armin, jean, levi.

things I assosciate with them.

eren, armin, jean levi.

bimbo gf.

eren, jean, armin, connie, reiner.

jewelry.

eren, jean, armin, connie.

BLURBS & BRAINROT!

lollipop kisses.

for eren.

big chop.

for eren.

spoiled brat.

for eren.

woulds’t thou like to live deliciously? ⛓

for eren.

drunk threesome.

for eren and jean.

dumb puppy.

for eren.

strawberry vodka.

for eren.

cock training.

for eren.

in love with a stripper.

for armin.

phone sex.

for armin.

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[allieebobo]

So any options during beer pong to lead to my MC losing…I guess my MC has the incorrect stats for beer pong……? After winning the tennis match earlier.…? That officially feels like the end of the world. I had to end up choosing something other than beer pong or I would just never be able to look at my MC EVER AGAIN. ⛈🌪🌩🪰🌊🌫⚡️🌩🚽🚽🚽🚽🚽🚽🚽🚽🚽🚽🚽

ok im answering this one super out of order sorry but BWAHAHA!! I just had to let out that evil cackle.

Im guessing you have a low-ish finesse sort of tennis player?

I'm now imagining your MC practicing in a darkened dorm room to the wee hours of the night - beer pong, not tennis, and Diego/Daniela stumbling in after a party being like, "what the hell you doing- ahh hm. That loss hit you hard, huh?"

Just wait for Rayyan to be beaten at Beer Pong (they're not even particularly super great at it, and they don't even drink, but it doesnt matter) - all hell would break loose. There'd be at least two people on the tennis team with dark circles under their eyes, haunted.

[strikingviolet]

__________🌩             SHE'LL     PAY     FOR     THAT     LAST     MANEUVER     LONG     AFTER     THE     SPARRING     SESSION     IS     OVER.     her    leg    is    already    beginning    to    throb    from    the    overextension,     but    she    doesn't    complain,     doesn't    even    give    herself    the    leeway    to    limp    as    she    follows    him    to    the    remote    corner    of    the    room     (     she   is   already   the   smallest   of   her   year;     she   knows   the   squads   whisper   that   she   doesn't   belong   in   this   quadrant.      she    refuses    to    give    them    another    reason    to    believe    it     )     she   is   slower   than   she'd   like   sitting   beside   him,     favoring   that   sore   muscle   of   hers,     when   she   nearly   jumps   at   the   way   the   shadow   wraps   around   her   wrist.     there    is    something    gentle    in    the    way    the    darkness    moves,     as    if    knowing    she    is    no    enemy.     ❛    gods,     az,        you    could    at    least    given    me    a    warning    before    pulling    that.    ❜     only   she   finds   she   can't   lift   her   hand   from   the   bench.      she    won't    admit    it,     but    she's    impressed.     ❛    lightening   doesn't   take   form   like   this.     the   charge   dissipates   into   the   air   too   quickly   when   the   power   is   called.    ❜

fingers flex as he watches her spar, she’s good, but mostly — he’s wondering why her teachers haven’t taught her the glorious method of .. not cheating but, shifting the odds in her favour. he steps in as she downs her opponent, efficient, but seems to cause the slightest flinch as she over extends her left leg. a hum as he nods her partner off — ‘ c’mon, i want to talk. ‘ that’s about as much conversation as he’s willing to have with others around. he heads towards the further end of the sparring room, head cocking to the side as he nods for her to take a seat next to him. ‘ so, schools teach you not to cheat. but that supposes that the war will be fair. wars are never fair violets sorrengail. i think it’s time we figured out how to push the odds in your favour. let’s try channeling your lightening to something smaller, less explosion more —-. ‘ a hand lifts, shadows twining around his scarred fingers and wrist slipping from his touch to hers. pinning her hand to the bench.

‘ imagine if that, was your electricity. ‘

azriel & violet // @strikingviolet