#all the boops only give me more power

[gemstarstarlight]

get booped nerd (/aff)

[gay-dorito-dust]

Werewolf Jason things:

His werewolf form is as tall as-if not taller- then he is, which makes it more difficult having him within the apartment as he takes up most of the available space, that and his floofy tail tended to knock stuff over by accident…oops.

His howl is a powerful one, like might as well make you loose all hearing type of howl if that makes sense. You wouldn’t be surprised if all of Gotham could hear him with a howl that powerful.

With you he’s an overgrown puppy who’ll gladly let you play with his tail out of boredom or even play with his ears as they twitch and flicker, hell he’s chill enough to have you boop his snoot that you swear he was trying to smile half of the time.

The first time you saw Jason in his werewolf form, you were intimidated and scared that he might not remember you in this form, he was sniffing the, growling and showing off that predatory expression of his. You felt such fear that you went as far as to drop to the floor when he lunged over your head, only to attack the person who had been stalking you for a good while throughout the night, head filled with nothing but malicious intent as they followed you into the alleyway.

So once Jason had done mauling him, he looked back at you with blood on his muzzle and paws and moving towards you, making you freeze in place and closing your eyes tight in hopes that your death would come swift and fast in compared to that guy; only for the werewolf to nudge you with his snout, giving you a few reassuring licks to your hands to show you that he wasn’t a threat to you, only towards the ones who’d cause you harm was he a major threat.

There was a reason he didn’t want you seeing his transformation, often doing so in one of his safe houses, and so he’ll try his best to reassure you through his werewolf form that he wouldn’t ever hurt you, ever. It was his biggest fears after all and even if he did manage to nick you, he’d whimper and lick your wound with his tongue in hopes it’ll heal it, which was sweet of him but you’re better off getting medical attention.

He has a silver streak of fluff, followed by a pair of unsettlingly green eyes that seemed to glow in the dark, which thankfully added to the scare factor in making scumbags piss themselves and run away scared, only to be hunted down by a six foot werewolf and slashed into ribbons…

He remembers your scent after a while and thus every transformation is made a lot easier knowing that he’ll still remember you and smother you in affection, the werewolf breath was another thing you had to get use to that was for certain, but you loved him dearly enough to deal with him moulting all over the place and it was a lot.

Going back to the glowing green eyes thing, you nearly shit yourself the first few times you see a dark shadow in the corner of your room, glowing eyes staring at you before seeing that it was Jason when he moved into the light.

‘Jason.’ You groaned. ‘Stop scaring me.’

Jason tilted his head as he licks the back of your hand apologetically, you sighed and find yourself once again unable to stay mad at the overgrown pup of fluff and sharp claws and teeth as you scratched behind his ear.

You let him on the bed, but be warned this action has consequences as he’ll lie on top of you as though he was lighter then he actually was, squishing you into the bed but when morning comes you’re being squished into the bed by a very, very naked Jason Todd.

[spiderb00]

DRIVE ME CRAZY

Daniela Avanzini x reader

"You are the only person who can drive Daniela's car (besides her), and only she knows why"

Genre – fluff Warnings – none (request)

now playing - No Pole, by Don Toliver

Leaving the party, you had Daniela leaning on you, the Latina too drunk to stand. Manon was behind, holding on to her girlfriend, a little more sober than Daniela. You had the day off, and you took advantage of it to have some fun together.

"Yn, you can go with us if you want, you don't need to call an Uber, we'll drop you and Dani off at home" Manon says, her girlfriend nodding and agreeing.

"What? No, thank you guys, but we're going in Dani's car." You said, taking the keys out of your pocket, opening the passenger door and placing Daniela in the seat.

"But how is Dani going to drive? Is she drunk as hell?" Manon said, not even crossing her mind that you would drive.

"She's not driving, I'm going." You said, as if it were obvious. Manon's jaw dropped.

"Daniela lets you drive her car?" Manon asks in complete shock.

Daniela had never let anyone touch her car, Manon had tried more times than she could count and the blonde had always refused every time. Daniela considered that car her baby, the most precious treasure she had, the red car was simply treated better than many people.

"Yeah, why are you so surprised?" You asked, really confused as to why Manon was so surprised.

Manon didn't even bother to answer you, walking past and going straight to Daniela, you and Manon's girlfriend shrugging.

"Dani, look at me." Manon said, patting the Latina's face, who was almost asleep in the passenger seat. "You let Yn drive your car, but you didn't let me go to the mall that day?" Manon asked, receiving only a drunken smile from the blonde.

"My baby can drive my other baby." Daniela said, reaching up and giving Manon a little "boop" on the nose, laughing and throwing her head back on the seat.

Giggling, you twirled your girlfriend's car keys in your fingers, leaning close to the passenger door and checking to make sure Daniela didn't have any body parts outside the car before closing the door.

"Good night everyone, stay safe and drive carefully." You said, winking at Manon as you got into the car, starting it up and making the engine make a satisfying sound.

Manon was left with her jaw on the floor, only to be pulled out of her stupor by her girlfriend.

"Damn, she's so fucking charming."

Manon thought that was just an isolated incident, Daniela was drunk, that was the only reason you had the power to drive Daniela's car. She couldn't be more wrong.

You, the Kats, and the Kats' girlfriends were relaxing, all of you playing the monopole that Yoonchae had won from Manon. Daniela was starting to get hungry, and leaning over she rested her head on the chest of the woman who was sitting behind her.

"Baby, can you please go buy food?" Daniela asked, kissing your neck and smiling innocently.

Smiling at her, you placed your hand around her neck, bringing her in for a quick kiss, then standing up.

"Does anyone need anything?" You asked, taking Dani's car keys from her hand as she held it out to you.

"Oh, could you bring me-"

"Wait, wait, wait! Is that your car key? Didn't I see it outside?" Manon asked, making all the girls turn their attention to Yn.

"It's my car." Daniela says, shrugging as if it were obvious.

"Are you serious?" "Are you kidding?" "I can't believe this!" The voices were heard, all surprised, making Daniela raise an eyebrow and you become confused.

"Why are you so surprised?" Daniela says, looking at all the girls for answers.

"You don't let anyone drive your car!" Sophia said, making Manon point at her in agreement.

"THAT'S IT! I'VE BEEN SAYING THIS AND NOBODY LISTENS TO ME!" Manon says, jumping in her place on the floor, making her girlfriend try to calm her down a little.

"Guys, Yn is my girlfriend..." Daniela tried to end the discussion.

"WE ARE YOUR BEST FRIENDS!" All the girls screamed in leather.

"Yeah, but Yn looks sexy driving my car." Daniela said, looking at you and biting her lip ignoring the "ew" leather that was coming from the girls.

The road was empty, you had your left hand on the steering wheel and your left hand on Daniela's thigh, who was sitting in the passenger seat. Daniela's playlist played softly through the car speakers, and you were relaxed by the caresses Dani was giving the back of your head.

"I love seeing you like this..." Daniela said, looking at you and biting her lower lip.

"Like what?" You asked, even though you already knew what the Latina was talking about.

"Driving, all focused..." Daniela said, buckling her seatbelt and leaning in to kiss your jawline as you stopped at a red light.

"Dani... Get back to your seat, baby." You said, unconsciously lifting your head and exposing your neck for the blonde to kiss.

"But you look so sexy like this, I want to make you feel good." Daniela said, placing her hand on your cheek and pulling you into a hot kiss.

Your two tongues danced together, Daniela's lip gloss gave the kiss a good taste, your sighs could be heard, but the music drowned most of it out.

Startled by the horn that sounded behind you, you and Daniela quickly moved away, the blonde laughing while you shook your head, giving a little smile.

"We'll finish this when we get home." Daniela said, buckling her belt again and winking at you.

Well guys, requests are finally being taken!!!

if this has any errors, sorry, I brought my mom to the salon and I don't have my computer, so I wrote everything on my phone.

but, I hope you like it <3

xoxo, spider.

[sold2vlaykz]

AI-uploaded.

Prompt:Tesla has officially made robots the new thing! Everyone has one, what happens when you get your very own?

You’ve never enjoyed the idea of robots taking over the world, or humans already having control of it.

You didn’t understand why war or anything happened why couldn’t we all just make out or chill, something jeez.

Though you needed some extra help around the place, sure you didn’t like the thought of someone or something you didn’t know being around your house and handling things.

But you couldn’t clean, take care of your animals, and work too.

So you bought one, a Tesla fucking robot. You remember them advertising the blank faced thing on tv.

Making it more ‘acceptable’ by giving it a voice.

Though the damn things still had words on its face, so they’d be accessible for deaf people even going as far to teach them sign language.

Some have moveable braille. They come in colors, brown, pink, yellow, anything you could think of.

Now it’s not that you were excited, happy or even relieved. You thought of it as a burden because now you’d have to go to a Tesla socket and plug the damn thing up.

You already brought the damn robot there’s no way you would buy the charger too.

Did it look like you had thousands of dollars laying around?

No.

You only brought this so you could get some sleep and not hear your dog crying all the damn time.

So here you were, jaw to the floor as another robot carried the thousand pound box to your living room. A man in the car reading what looked like mail.

The robot walked out of your house, making small talk as it left.

The robot came full pieced, all you had to do was power it on.

It was just like a cellphone almost, it came charged.

It took the strength of every bone in your body to stand the damn thing up straight, your hands wondered on the shiny thing trying to find the damn button.

“Hello?”

A voice spoke, you jumped back. The thing was on, you didn’t even know what you pressed.

“How did you umm, turn on?”

You stuttered over your words as if examined itself, twisting its hands in front of where eyes should be.

“Eye recognition.”

You gasped, you remember when Apple did its eye thing but who knew they partnered with Elon musk?

It muttered your name before tilting its head up to you.

“What shall I do as your service?”

You coughed clearing your throat, feeling uneasy because it was harder to read this stoic thing than a human.

“Just feed my pets, keep the house clean. Easy job. When you’re done you can do whatever.”

It nodded before scanning the house, its head doing a weird observing tilt.

“Where are these ‘pets.’ Currently and what are they?” There was a weird pause between you two.

“They’re outside, let them in-in two hours, let them out every four. They’re dogs.”

It hummed before nodding its head

Immediately going to do what it was told to.

“You don’t have to now, I’ve already done everything. Just do it when I can’t.”

It froze in place a beep sound coming from it, it face had some weird dots on it coming in connecting circles with the words on the bottom ‘loading.’

“Then what was the point of my purchase if I am to just do what you didn’t manage to do, but usually do?”

You shrugged your shoulders, before passing it the remote.

“Here’s some TV, try not to fuck your mind.”

Another boop, and another loading screen.

“Fuck my mind, I assume you are trying to metaphorically tell me not to mess up my mind the same way others use the term fucked up.”

You paused, you held your laughter in your throat.

“Uh yeah, sure dude.”

You jogged upstairs leaving the vessel of wires on your couch clicking through the feed.

You went to get ready for work, you had already took a shower earlier that day so all you had to do was get your clothes and necessities.

You grabbed your purse and began scattering through your dresser drawer, you sighed and realized that finding your keys would’ve been a hassle.

So you moved on and decided you’d do that last.

You put on your work clothes, the uncomfortable texture made you feel cold, you grabbed some shoes, something dirty, or fucked up so you didn’t have to mess up anything else.

You grabbed your purse and threw your phone inside, you jogged down the stairs only to see the robot gone.

“Uh, robot?”

You heard nothing, no response. The horn outside repeatedly beeping made the suspense worse.

You walked into the kitchen only to see the robot sitting near the counter pressing the button on the keys.

“God you found it!”

You jogged up to him or it and snatched the keys. It sensed your annoyance.

“I am sorry, I suppose I got distracted.”

You cut him some slack, you knew what it was like to get distracted when you had things to do. But a robot? What good was it if it couldn’t do what it was designed for?

“Listen, just watch after the house. It’s fine, I’ll see you in 12.”

You headed out the door, and went towards your car. A twelve hour shift was practically voluntary slavery.

—————

You sighed, home sweet home.

Your back muscles were tensed, body sore snd feet cramped. You groaned as you stepped out the car, picking up your purse was another burden because of the weight it held.

You didn’t feel like rummaging for your key.

Never thought you’d say it but thank fucking God for Elon musk.

You dragged your limp body up the steps before three harsh knocks. A deeper voice answering you.

“Hello, who is it?”

“Your owner.”

You responded, he recognized your voice and opened the door immediately.

“Good morning, how was your day-”

You walked passed him, throwing your purse to the ground nor caring about your phone.

You didn’t even bother to take off your shoes on the freshly cleaned carpet floor.

You noticed your two dogs sleep in the dog bed with their bowls full near them and that’s all you needed. Though there had been a little piece of metal in its mouth,

Normally anyone else would’ve been concerned but your dogs had a weird kink for biting its cage apart.

You let out a hefty sigh and closed your eyes before telling the robot to lock the door.

————

Your eyes fluttered open by the sound of clashing, you immediately took a look to your left, your dogs were sound asleep.

You stood up, knowing that the damn robot had got itself into something or stuck.

Though when you stood you couldn’t help but notice your shoes off and your purse gone.

Did the damn thing rob you?

“Hello?”

You called it before hearing the now famous loading boop.

“Up here.”

Its voice had been blank, as if it simply fell and understood it couldn’t get up.

You walked up the stairs a little nervous if you had to be honest, you didn’t know what you were to see.

You pushed your door open before seeing the robot on the ground its left hand covering its right forearm.

Electricity seemed to be buzzing from it, anyone could tell it was injured.

“What the hell happened?”

You yelled, loading screen once again.

“I went to let your animals in and they attacked me, I suppose they feared I was an intruder and tried to protect the home.”

You gasped before kneeling to its side before wondering one thing.

“How’d you manage to get away?”

You had to ask, you had two, two hundred forty-pound dogs.

“When it bit me I climbed up the rails into your room.”

The thought of the robot clinging to your walls like Spider-Man unnerved you but God you couldn’t let your thousand dollar investment go to waste.

“How much is it going to cost to fix you?”

You asked, a sigh leaving your lips.

“ a few thousands of dollars, though I wouldn’t mind waiting.”

You sighed before grabbing some cloth and wrapping its arm tightly so no bolts or wires would fall out of its joints.

“You’re laying in my bed.”

The robot let out an audible gasp,

“I wouldn’t want to burden you-”

You ignored what it said and repeated yourself before helping it into the bed.

You sighed.

“I should’ve just stayed home, but thank you for helping me.”

The robots head turned to you in a creepy way, unsettling and you knew it was something you’d have to get used too.

“No need to thank me- Battery low. - That’s what I’m here for.”

You sighed knowing you’d had to drive to a charger tomorrow and work extra hard to get it fixed and pay for the bills and your animals.

“Goodnight- Power off-”

You sighed before nuzzling into the covers.

“Goodnight. Robot.”

[stolasdearest]

Can I please request Alastor who made a deal with the reader? Kinda how you did with Vox. Alastor tries to keep his pride only to be put in place by the person in charge of the deal. I love your writing btw 💕

Alastor x Reader ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

OHHH YEAHH LETS GO

Warnings : not proofread, Exercising of Power imbalance

Reader in gender neutral!

Your pet was getting unruly, and needed a tighter leash so you came directly to him; without telling him beforehand. Dusting off your sleeve and clearing your throat you put on your best nice smile and knocked on the door; hearing a few voices start to react you hummed; the talking quickly came to a stop as you heard the knob turn. Then you heard his voice; a quite well hidden hint of fear in his voice as he ushered this girl away from the door; he insisted opening it and he did

"Ah! Hello friend! What may I do for you?"

You held back a laugh watching the bead of sweat dripping down his forehead; his cute little ears pulled back as you watched him almost snap a piece of the door off. You welcomed yourself in and looked around; uttering not a word to the Radio demon as you greeted the other residents; you heard a grumble from Husk and a static screech from behind you; the last thing Alastor wanted was you hearing something disrespectful. Especially since he can already tell you're in a bad mood. You watched the others observe you trying to understand why Alastor was so insistent on talking to you and him being the only one to.

You then turned on your heel, faced with the demon as your smile turned sinister; he could see the veins popping in your temple as you jerked your head to the side

"I'm gonna have a private talk with our dearest Alastor, I hope that's okay"

You then walked off the tall sinner right behind you; he was already starting with level headed apologies and explanations as you admired the decor in the hotel, humming along as your heels clicked on the hard floor. Alastor felt more uncomfortable by the second at your silence and passive body language after a while longer of walking you finally stopped; turning your head around to check if anyone had followed you.

"so you find this tacky hotel and suddenly you can do whatever you please?"

"by all means no!..I thought—"

Alastor's head throbbed in pain as his body was slammed into the ground, chest starting to heave as his eyes filled with alarm and fear, his clawed hand gripping the chain he was all to used to.

"you don't think you do as you are told, I thought you said you were a great listener."

Frantically looking around Alastor tried to find an excuse, something to say; anything to say but nothing came to him and he knew nothing was worse than anything; he clenched his jaw as it was grabbed by your hand; a gentle yet firm hold, you cooed at him; tilting your head as you stood in front of the kneeling man, you spoke softly.

"you're my favorite, and you are quite the sight for sore eyes; so, I'm giving you a warning and if you ignore me again-"

You kneeled down to him as tugged on the chain, a sadistic grin adorned your face as you booped Alastor's nose

"that chain will wring your neck in two."

"acknowledged.."

"Great, You are always so obedient."

You released the trembling overlord and ruffled his hair as you walked past him

"go back to your little friends before they get worried."

With that you were gone; a mocking laugh trailing after your presence. Lurking and watching for even the slightest mistake.

Authors note : idk how I feel about this 😮‍💨

Does anyone else get nervous when they talk with people who don't follow u 😭😭 like I low-key know it doesn't matter but it makes me insecure 😭😭😭

[a-hazbin-reader]

A reader who loves singing? Does Alator let her sing his radio show?

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Alastor being petty, Alastor eating people, Vox being bullied

Description: ☝️⬆️

Alastor loves having an wife who can sing, any talent of yours he celebrates but singing especially is his favorite

Alastor is the type of husband to brag to a room of strangers about how good his wife sings

Even the other overlords are SICK of hearing about you and your beautiful, heavenly, mesmerizing voice

Except maybe Zestial and Rosie, the two of them actually genuinely interested in hearing you sing

Alastor is absolutely embarrassing to take anywhere that there is a live band/music

Mocks any other singer on stage just to get a reaction out of people so he can get you up there instead

He loves your voice best 👌

"They're a fine singer, sure, I'm only saying that I've heard better~"

Not him throwing you on stage

Is your biggest fan, making sure everyone claps and cheers for you because he will eat them if they don't

You're going to be blushing the entire time on stage because he's going to be giving you the most sinful look while you sing

Even if he doesn't necessarily like the song you're singing, Alastor is content to just admire your vocal talent

He won't let anybody try to make deals or contracts with you over your voice, usually just giving people a terrifying grin as he pulls you close

Vox has asked you a few times to perform for his show, but Alastor is proud to say that his wife has better taste than that

He also exaggerates the story of how you turned him down, claiming you kicked Vox in the groin and shattered his screen

"Alastor! That's not how that happened-"

"No? Funny, that's how I remember it~"

And he usually does something funny to get back at Vox for even trying

In Alastor's opinion, there are only two ways to enjoy your voice

Either in person or on his radio show

Putting you on TV would only dull your natural sparkle and talent, take away how special it is to really listen to you

That's his opinion anyway

Will ask you to sing at the hotel instead, but really what he's asking is if you'll sing for him

Because if you perform at the hotel then he's not missing a single moment of it, each performance from you is a gift

Will have brief intermissions in his broadcast so that you can sing to all his listeners

Treats you as the Lilith figure for his show, believing that your singing does have some power to it but also just so he can rub his woman in Lucifer's face

"Seems as if her majesty wasn't the only one with a pretty voice~ Aren't we all so lucky to have Y/N~?"

Alastor, maybe don't piss off Lucifer by shit talking the mother of his child?

He'll play piano as long as you promise to sing, the two of you would have the BEST DUETS

If you sing him a love song, then he can't resist singing along with you and pulling you in for a dance

"You should serenade me more often, my dear~ I think I deserve such a treat from you every now and then~"

"You ate like six people today, I think you should think again."

Little nose boop for your husband

Not him biting your finger playfully as you go to pull it away

"You two are so fucking sweet it's making me sick, I'm outta here."

Sorry Angel

Sometimes he hums along with you if you're singing while you're working, content to harmonize with you

Lowkey gets jealous when other people sing with you but gets irritated if someone who can't sing tries to sing with you

He has gone so far as to threaten them for singing badly and ruining your song

"If you're going to open your mouth, it would do you well to mind the shit that comes out of it."

"Alastor!!"

If you ask him for it, Alastor will pull all the strings he can to get you a place just for you to sing

It'll be his shrine to your voice

No Mimzy, you can't borrow Y/N for your own business

Only people with refined tastes such as his own will be allowed in, Alastor makes sure it's the proper clientele

Oh and Husk will be the bartender

"You MOTHERFUCKER!"

Alastor likes taking your voice to it's limits, likes hearing all the different sounds you can make

And that includes in bed

Even if you sing a wrong note or mess up, he'll call it an artistic choice and praise you

He still cuts in on just about every song you sing because he can't help himself, music and Y/N? It's Alastor bait

Plus, the two of you get to show off together, compliment each other, and make everyone green with envy

Y'all are just too fucking cute

It's a dream come true for Alastor to have a wife who can sing

Oops! This became another Wife!Reader one...sorry... 🫡

[rxmqnova]

It's okay

Y/N: 5 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV "Look who's home" Natasha smiles, pointing at Wanda with her finger which makes Y/N turn around, a huge smile forming on her face when she sees who's standing behind her.

"Hi, how have you two been?" Wanda asks with a warm smile, kneeling to Y/N and opening her arms for a hug which Y/N accepts and wraps her arms around her mommy. "Good?" Y/N only nods her head, her smile never leaving her face.

Somehow Wanda and Natasha haven't got Y/N to talk. They've heard a few words from her, but Y/N still hasn't gotten used to her new life just yet.

Unfortunately, the tiny one used to be punished for everything her biological parents didn't like, even talking as she had it forbidden.

Wanda and Natasha are slowly trying to make some progress and show the little one it's completely okay to talk and do everything children do.

"Yeah? Did you have fun with Natty?" Wanda asks, receiving another smile and a nod of a head from Y/N. "Can I join you two?"

"Mhm" Y/N nods, making Wanda smile and kiss the little one's cheek which makes Y/N giggle a little bit.

Natasha smiles at the sight, moving closer to the pair and greeting Wanda with a kiss before they all get into playing.

After a while of playing the three get hungry as it's getting closer to dinner time. While Wanda goes to prepare something for dinner, Natasha keeps Y/N occupied in case some of the Avengers would also come to have dinner. The tiny one still isn't really comfortable around anyone else beside Wanda or Natasha.

"What would you say on a movie night, детка? Just you, me and Wanda?" Natasha smiles, booping Y/N's nose on which Y/N giggles, nodding her head eagerly. (baby)

Once the three girls eat their dinner, Y/N takes her plate, carrying it to the sink like she was taught by her biological parents. Although she stumbles over, accidentally dropping the plate on which it shatters into a million pieces.

Y/N looks at Wanda with horror in her eyes, scared she'll get punished again. Deep down she knows Wanda and Natasha would never hurt her, though she can't help it and just thinks what if they'll do...

Tears fill Y/N's eyes at the thought of being punished again. She sits down, pushing her head into her knees and covering her head with her arms, her little body shaking, the sight breaking both women's hearts.

Wanda doesn't waste a moment, immediately kneeling down to her little girl, feeling her fear due to her powers.

"Y/N/N, sweetheart, it's okay. No one's mad at you" Wanda says softly, not wanting to scare the tiny one even more while Natasha slowly kneels next to Wanda, wanting to help somehow. "Y/N/N, can you look at me please?" She asks carefully.

Y/N slowly lifts her head a little bit, looking at Wanda with her red puffy eyes, getting met with a soft smile. Natasha watches the interaction, deciding to let Wanda comfort their daughter as she's already working on it.

"Yeah, there are those pretty eyes. We aren't mad, bubs. It was an accident and accidents happen. We would never get mad at you for it. Yeah?... Can I give you a hug?" Wanda asks carefully, opening her arms for the tiny one who hesitates for a few seconds, but then slowly moves closer to Wanda, wrapping her little arms around her and burying her face into Wanda's neck, still crying.

"Y/N's a bad girl" Y/N hiccups, remembering what her father always used to say when something like this happened.

"Y/N's not a bad girl, honey. You're the nicest little girl Natty and I have ever met" Wanda tells the tiny girl, rubbing her back and pressing kisses to the side of her head as an attempt to calm her down.

"Wanda's right, детка. It just happens that something breaks. We would never get mad at you for it and we would never ever hurt you" Natasha adds, gently placing her hand on her daughter's back and giving it a rub. (baby)

The three stay like this for a while, just hugging the little girl and pressing kisses to her head until she finally calms down.

"How about you two go get ready for the movie night and I'll grab some snacks and join you. Yeah?" Wanda smiles, wiping Y/N's tears away with her thumb.

"But I have to clean that up, mommy" Y/N mumbles out, pointing at the broken plate, Wanda and Natasha's hearts melting on the new name and smiles forming on their faces.

They don't mind when Y/N calls them by names. Of course they've wished Y/N would see them as parents and call them that. Though they assured her she can call them whatever she's comfortable with when Y/N's asked once. So Y/N calling Wanda 'mommy' is a huge step for all three.

"There's no need to, baby. You don't have to clean up anything" Wanda assures, tucking a strand of hair behind Y/N's ear before handing her to Natasha.

"We're gonna choose a movie together. Does that sound good?" Natasha smiles when Y/N rests her head on her shoulder and nods in response.

Natasha carries her daughter to her and Wanda's shared bedroom, sitting Y/N on the bed and walking over to the closet to pick out a pair of clean pajamas for the little monkey.

"Which one?" Natasha asks with a soft smile, giving her daughter a choice.

Y/N points with her finger at the one she likes more, so Natasha nods, putting the other one back into the closet before walking back to Y/N.

Natasha helps her little girl change before quickly changing herself and getting into bed next to Y/N.

"What movie would you like to watch, sweetheart?" The redhead asks, running her fingers through Y/N's hair and hoping to get an answer.

Y/N opens her mouth to tell her mama her movie choice, but then suddenly closes her mouth again and stays quiet.

"You can tell me, bubs. You can tell us anything at any time. We love you so much and we would never be angry at you for talking, sweetheart" Natasha assures her tiny one, adding a warm smile.

"... Promise, mama?" Y/N asks quietly, looking down at her knees and playing with the fabric of her pajamas.

"I promise, Y/N/N" Natasha presses a kiss to the little girl's forehead, booping her nose after doing so, making Y/N smile as she giggles cutely.

"What's going on here?" Wanda asks with a smile after hearing Y/N's giggles, stepping into the bedroom and bringing a smile to both of her loved ones faces. "Have you two chosen the movie?" She questions, joining the two in bed and cuddling to both.

"Not yet. We were just about to choose one, right детка?" Natasha smiles, playfully poking Y/N's tummy and earning a squeal from her daughter. (baby)

"Can we watch Frozen please? I really like that one" Y/N mumbles out shyly, receiving soft smiles from her mothers who are more than happy that their daughter wasn't scared to tell them.

"Of course, sweetheart. Anything you'd like"

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[acozysoulwrites]

Spider monkey | Sun Wukong x reader

Requested by @kaycode1999 : Could you do one where the reader and Monkey King somehow end up doing the spider-man kiss?

a/n - I loved this idea so fuckin much…

"Just a little bit further" Monkey had said over three hours ago.

You were accompanying him on his journey to defeat one of the most powerful demons in the land. Monkey really didn't want his only… companion (other than stick) getting hurt or worse... killed. However, you were insufferably stubborn.

"Monkeyyy, how much longer" You groan, your feet were aching so badly that you thought you might fall over right here on the path.

The tree leaves rustle and you glance to your left. A quick, red blur passes through a gap in the treeline and you roll your eyes.

"Just a feeew more miles" Monkey calls.

He was lucky that he could swing through the trees, honestly, any other form of travel would be better than walking right about now.

You groan and force yourself to take another step.

"Hey... cheer up, wanna play a game?" Monkey lands next to you with a sly grin plastered on his face.

You aren't sure if you should say yes, but a distraction would do wonders at this point.

"Anything to make this awful hike move faster," You say.

"Great! I'll hide, you seek, but keep walking okay? We don't have all day you know"

Your lips part to speak, but before you get even a mumble out, Monkey has disappeared into the trees with a sneer.

Some time passes as you walk along the path and you haven't heard from Monkey in a while. Only the faint sound of him swinging through the trees could be heard.

Suddenly you hear a loud thud from behind and spin around, ready for a fight. When you don't see anyone, your eyes drop to the ground. Laying there in the dirt is a twig. You spin around and nearly scream.

"Hey," Monkey says, his voice sultry, a smug grin on his upside-down face.

Monkey hangs from a tree, his tail snuggly wrapped around a thick branch that overreaches the road. "Found ya" He coos, reaching out to boop you on the nose.

Your faces are just inches apart, and you can't deny the heat rising in your chest. The two of you had never been this close. His temperature was rising as well, you felt it radiating off him.

You roll your eyes. "What on earth are you doing?"

"Giving myself away, duh. I'm way too good at this whole hide-and-seek thing. You'd never have found me" He boasts, yammering on and on. However, your mind was only on one thing.

You slowly lean in, all the while Monkey still goes on about his perfect hiding skills.

"I mean, c'mon... At least pretend like you know where I am- mmm" His eyes go wide as his words come to a satisfying halt.

Monkey doesnt pull away, instead, he leans into the kiss, his tail losing grip slightly as his body fills with sensations. The hair on his neck stands up slightly as you pull him closer.

"W-What was that for?" He mumbles when you pull away.

"Oh, well you wouldn't shut up, I had to think of something" You tease, this time booping his nose, you smile sweetly as you walk past him.

"What- I-" Monkey hangs there, mouth agape. His heart is beating so fast and he isn't sure if it's because of the stunt you just pulled or if there was too much blood rushing to his head.

He hops down from the tree, his shock still visible. "Hey! You can't just walk away after that, Pebble" He calls, running to catch up with you.

“Try me spider monkey!”

[skellyflowers]

Longing :The morning after.

Masterlist

The next time I open my eyes I know it's morning. The curtains are mostly closed but I can hear birds. The sliver of sunshine is the only light in the bedroom. And just as expected I am at the bottom of the cuddle pile! 

Vessel is still tucked into my neck and I can see one of the others pressed back to back with him. I can't tell who it I'd yet but I know I'll  figure it out soon enough.  I feel someone else curled around me with a hand on the leg that is still wrapped around Vessel. I can feel that the hand is too small to be III but is just as calloused so it must be IV. So II is back to back with Vessel and III is probably spooning IV behind me.

I know that I wanted to do something nice for the boys this morning but now that morning is here I don't want to get up. I want to stay wrapped up in the warmth of my lovers. I am a little surprised that they still seem to be asleep. They don't really need to sleep anymore. They don't really need to eat either.  I know that they only do those things because I still do. 

I remember the boys telling me that after I am claimed by Sleep I wouldn't need to eat or sleep too much. Far less than any other person. Her power will help sustain me, I will only need to eat or sleep for my own sake or to connect to Sleep. When I asked why they eat and sleep when I do, III said “We want to spend time with you.”

I take a moment to consider how to untangle myself from my boyfriends without waking them. I mite have been able to if Vessel wasn’t trying to fuse with me. If he wasn’t I would just need to be patient and could probably get loose. I am actually surprised that the boys haven’t started moving now that I am fully awake. They always tell me that until The Claiming they are on my daily schedule. 

Time ticks on and then maybe thirty minutes of lying awake with my thoughts I decide I’m getting up. As I start to sit up, Vessel makes a sound of disapproval. Then IV squeezes my thigh as I unwrap it from Vessel. I move to the headboard and stretch. Vessel tries to wrap his arms around me again and I crawl to the end of the bed before he can. I hear him groan at me for  leaving him. I ignore him and go to the bathroom, I take a moment to look at myself in the mirror. 

Vessel told me that after The Claiming I should expect to see changes to my body. Vessel has all black skin, II has fangs, III has bright red hands and IV has claws. I wonder what will happen but I don’t dwell on the thought, I want breakfast. As I exit the bathroom II has started spooning Vessel and III and IV have gotten out of bed.

“Good morning Beautiful” III says while giving me a hug.

“Morning III”

“Did you sleep well Dove?” asked IV while kissing my hand.

“Yes. Let's get something to eat.”

The boys nod and follow me out of the bedroom to the kitchen. I don’t want to cook anything so I check to see if we have any cereal. Once my bowl is ready to eat IV lifts me onto the kitchen counter. I boop his nose and start to eat my cereal and he puts his head in my lap. III grabs an apple and stands next to me so I put my head on his shoulder.

“Are you nervous about The Claiming?” IV asks in my head “It’s coming up soon.”

“I was, before I met all of you. Her voice was scary.” I say honestly. “But not anymore. Now I can’t wait.”

“I knew Vessel was overreacting.” III said.

III takes my now empty bowl and washes it as II comes into the kitchen dragging a grumpy Vessel behind him. I guess he still wanted us to stay in bed. II lets go of Vessel’s hand and walks over to give me a kiss on the cheek. III walks over to Vessel to give him a hug and kiss. Vessel seems a little happier after the affection, he really is a teddy bear.

“How are you this morning darling?” asks II. He rubs both my back and IV’s.

“I’m having a very good morning.” I say giving him a smile.

I cup his face and he leans into me more. I look over to Vessel and III still hugging and both looking over at my little group. I smile at them and hope they will come over and join us. IV however speaks up before I can.

“Lets go to the couch, my back is starting to ache.”

With that IV tightens his arms around my waist and lifts me off the counter. I let out an embarrassing squeak as I'm forced into his arms. The boys make room for IV to take me out of the kitchen and he brings me to the living room.  He drops me on the extra large L shaped couch.  II lifts me up a little so my back is against his chest and starts scratching my scalp. IV lies on my chest and lets out a hum.

Vessel joins us on the lounge section of the couch and leans on II’s shoulder. III is sitting on the far end of the couch next to IV’s feet. III turns on the tv and puts a nature documentary on, it’s about frogs, III’s favorite animal. I try to focus on what the narrator is saying but the nice background music, IV’s comforting weight and II giving me a scalp massage I can feel myself drifting back to sleep.

IV POV

It has been another night without our beloved V having a dream. I miss her dreams, they were fun, peaceful and vivid. I’m sure to V all her recent dreams have been unmemorable black voids, she hasn’t talked about them. We know better, V is traveling closer to Her and closer to Eden. V will travel closer to Sleep until she reaches Eden, then Sleep will claim her.

But now it’s morning and our dove is waking up. I was able to get into the bedroom before III and got to be her big spoon. The best position in the bed. She doesn't move so neither do I. I get to keep my hand on her leg. She doesn't move until her stomach growls about 30 minutes after she woke up.

As V sits up I give her leg a squeeze so she knows that I'm awake too. Vessel groans after she gets up.  II rolls over and hugs Vessel and that keeps him quiet. III gives me a squeeze before getting out of bed. I get out of bed and stretch. I take a moment to look at them until the bathroom door opens. III walks up to V and gives her a hug.

“Good morning Beautiful” III says.

“Morning III”

“Did you sleep well Dove?” I asked while kissing her hand.

“Yes. Let's get something to eat.”

V walks out of the bedroom, me and III trailing behind her.

“No! Come back!” Vessel whines. If V hears him she doesn’t react to his complaining.

We get to the kitchen and watch as V makes a bowl of cereal and when she is done I put her on the counter. We hold eye contact for a few seconds then she taps my nose. I give her a little smile and put my head in her lap. III stands next to us and I hear he is eating something. III is always mirroring her. We stay like this for a little while but I have a question.

“Are you nervous about The Claiming?” I ask “It’s coming up soon.”

“I was, before I met all of you. Her voice was scary.” She says honestly. “But not anymore. Now I can’t wait.”

I know what she means. The first time I met Sleep I was absolutely terrified. I was only truly able to relax after I was found by the boys. It is also the reason why Vessel gets so clingy, he was all alone.

“I knew Vessel was overreacting.” III said.

I do agree with III that Vessel can be overprotective of all of us, but he is really overprotective of V. Poor thing, she barely gets a moment of peace without his touching her. I don’t think she minds all that much. Our Dove lets us do whatever we want to her.

I hear III walk away from us and wash the bowl V was eating out of and II drags Vessel into the kitchen to join us. I'm a little surprised it took them so long. II must have been talking Vessel down and making sure he knows V doesn’t hate him just because she got up. Vessel can be oh so very dramatic. II walks over to the two of us so I assume that he swapped with III. 

“How are you this morning darling?” asks II. He rubs my back. His hands are warm and feel nice.

“I’m having a very good morning.” V said, I imagine that gave him a smile.

As nice as this little moment is, I don't want to stay bent over the counter. The new couch V ordered would be a much better location. The couch is big enough for all of us and very comfortable. It is our second bed on the bottom floor.

“Lets go to the couch, my back is starting to ache.” I announce to the group.

The sound that V makes as I pick her up is really cute and I try not to laugh. She knows I would never drop her. As I bring her to couch II is right on my heels. I drop V  on the couch and II moves her so he can get comfortable with her in his arms. I push her legs open so I can lay my head on her chest. Her heartbeat is very comforting and I hum with happiness and close my eyes.

III sits on the couch and turns on the t.v. another addition made by V. He turns on a nature documentary. I open one of my eyes and see a frog. III is obsessed with them so I am not surprised that he found this over one hour documentary.

After a few minutes I hear V’s heartbeat slow down. She is asleep again. I tap III with my foot. He didn’t look at me but grabbed it, clearly misunderstanding the tap.

“Turn it down, Dove is asleep.” I say.

“Again?” III asked as he turned down the t.v.

“Her time is soon.” Vessel said cryptically “Sleep approaches.”. 

[sinner-sunflower]

A HH Lucifer-centric AU 18/?

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22

I've really debated whether or not I'll post this particular part today or do another mystery and have it revealed in a flashback or something.

But then I said nah I'll give it now so you all can enjoy!

Very dialogue heavy.

I appreciate again your reblogs, likes, and very especially, your comments. Something about seeing your reactions or theories motivates me even more. Nothing says writer's pleasure like the suffering of their readers <3

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Once upon a time, all Lucifer wanted was to create and be happy. To love and be loved just the same. Being the Angel of Creation and Humility, his Father often sought his counsel regarding the first creations. He was affectionately called 'my Morning Star' by his Father, reminding him that he will be the first light His creations shall see.

When tasked with guarding the Garden, he embraced that duty wholeheartedly. But with Adam's growing ego and Lilith's festering defiance, he could feel himself struggling. He had tried so hard to make it comfortable for the both of them but it was never enough. The only reason Lilith stayed in the Garden for as long as she did was because Lucifer refused to leave right away.

Lucifer: It's my duty, Lily!

That's what he had said. He loved Lilith but he was still very much afraid of what repercussions his Father may give for his disobedience.

Then comes Eve.

Eve was a lovely girl. She's Lilith but softer. She's Adam but kinder. But she has no free will. Adam treated her like a maid and she took it all with a graceful smile.

And well, you know what happened next.

An apple. A sin. A trial. A fall. Darkness. Fire. He wants to get outOUTOUTOUTOUT!-

A makeshift table with 2 chairs appear in between him and Roo. The Root of All Evil moves to sit and motions for him to join her. Lucifer hesitates but follows.

Roo: See, dear fallen, your old man damaged me enough that I can't get my original form to heal like it was before. And just when I was recuperating my power, you and your sinful lot sealed me! Low blow, by the way. Thanks yo you, my vessel is truly destroyed.

Lucifer: That's why you take on these forms?

Roo: Yoou got it! I can show you what I originally looked like but it's merely confined in this space. Like every caged animal, I crave freedom. Freedom I am not willing to have without a proper vessel.

She giggles as Lucifer's expression dawns in realization.

Lucifer: You... want me? As your vessel?

Roo: Yup!

Lucifer: But- Why?

Roo: Consider it an investment! Why, I can't think of anyone better to powerful enough to control Hell and dear enough to hold against Heaven.

It was Lucifer's turn to scoff.

Lucifer: Hold against Heaven? I don't have any value to the people up there. I am no longer an angel?

Roo had to put a hand in her mouth to prevent her from laughing too much again.

Roo: Naive, little fallen. You really think that?

Lucifer: I know that! Or did you forget that I was exiled into this god awful pit?!

Roo: Ah. But that's all, isn't it?

Lucifer: I- huh?

Roo: Your angelic status is all that they took from you, no? And this place is merely a change of office. You still answer to Heaven, whether you admit it or not. You still watch over humanity, albeit the worst ones. And most importantly, you were not stripped of your heavenly powers. You know why? Because you-

She boops his forehead and it took all of his willpower not to bite her finger off.

Roo: -are God's little favorite.

Lucifer: That's not true.

Roo: Yes it is. Tell me, Lucifer. If God was to punish you for the greatest Sin ever committed, why leave you with power to rule it? If that was you, wouldn't you take away all of their being and leave them to rot in the very bottom of the grave they dug themselves? Why would I cast them out them make them rule it? That's just absurd.

Lucifer: You're speaking nonsense.

Roo: Am I? The old man obviously loved you enough to let you keep your divine powers. He probably could not stand the thought of His beloved son suffering at the hands of some lowly human souls.

The Sin of Pride wants to rebuke but can't get the words out. He always did wonder why he still had his wings, why he could still create, why he was made the King.

'Was it really your love, Father?'

He shakes his head and leaves that thought. He may not be at the bottom of the food chain, that doesn't change the fact that he did not, is not suffering.

Lucifer: And you think saying all that will make me give your reign on my body?

Roo: Of course not! But you asked and I gave my answer.

Lucifer: And what happens if I say yes?

Roo: Not a matter of if, fallen. I know you will.

Lucifer: I need you to be more specific.

Roo: Insurance. We already established that you do not have anything else to trap me with and I'd be more than happy to consume all of Hell. It will be a nice snack before my comeback. So, really, what other choice do you have?

Lucifer: I am not just going to let you use my body to get out of here and destroy Hell another way!

Roo: Woah! Who said I'll be destroying Hell? I just want a vessel so I can explore! Plus, as soon as I enter your body, your little Ring would be back to normal.

She produces a golden contract out of the blue and lays it down for Lucifer to see.

Roo: So, let's make a deal.

Lucifer: No.

Roo: Hush. Let me finish. I get my vessel and I won't touch a single thing in Hell anymore. Your body will act as my new "container" by which, until your demise, will remain yours.

Wait.

Lucifer: What? My demise?

Roo: Yup!

Lucifer: I'm immortal. If we go through with this, you'll never see the light of day again.

This is too good to be true. Not only will Roo be sealed for good but then Hell will safe. So why-

Roo: Then what's the fuss? You trap me forever and with you being immortal, won't even have to think about the other end of the bargain. Fun, right?!

Lucifer: No. What are you not telling me? Why after my 'death'? Is something going to happen that will permanently kill me?

She just gave him a menacing smiles.

Roo: Time is relevant, fallen. There will always be slips and an ancient being like myself, I'm bound to see something in between.

Lucifer: Quit being cryptic!

He is at his wits end. The longer he stays here the worse it gets outside!

Roo: Let me put down the basics of this offer then: I get my vessel and I'll stop this little party trick of mine. I will reside inside you until your 'hypothetical death' by which I'll claim all your being, powers and all. I'll even throw in a sweet deal of letting you keep your soul or have you give it to whoever you wish.

Lucifer: .....

Lucifer: I want to add conditions.

Roo: Be my guest~

Lucifer: In the aftermath of my death, you will do everything in your power to protect Hell and its people against anyone or anything that puts it in danger as long as you reside in my body. That means I also prevent you from leaving this vessel for another to get out of that clause.

Roo: Wonderful-

Lucifer: Hold on. I'm not done. Since you said that you do not wish to have property of my soul, you are to give it to Charlotte Morningstar. She will also ascend as acting ruler of Hell upon my death, not you. But you get to keep being the most powerful demon in Hell.

Roo: Hmmm. Sounds fair. I like those odds, my friend. So-

Roo holds out her glowing red hand. She no longer wore Charlie's face but instead she is now a blob of shadows and eyes. Lucifer has to narrow his eyes to prevent him from being blinded.

Roo: It's a deal then?

Lucifer can already feel Roo's energy inching inside him

Lucifer: Deal.

A handshake. A drop of blood. And a binding contract.

The game is set.

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Holy shit?? This was so long??

Fun fact: this was one of the scenes I wanted to do in my first AU post, the radioapple one with Lilith and Eve. But this is more fitting here now.

ENJOYYY

please leave what you think!

If there are some changes then it's me proofreading it after posting a;sdkla

[alilarew23]

make your desires small

you know how everything you have in your current physical world you just sort of...have?

you have a phone. you have a stuffed animal. you have a car. you have a boyfriend. you have an apartment. you have a cello.

and unless you're directly engaged with them you don't really think about them all that much?

and when you do think about them they're just sort of...there?

in consciousness?

just a part of you?

your desires are no different.

soon after they materialize in your physical world (which they will--god's promise--chill lol), they're going to go from being these enormous aspects of your consciousness which you've imbued with so much power and meaning to just...being there.

to you just...having them.

normal. natural. small (smol).

even the desires you qualify as "big."

yes, even that million, even your beloved SP.

they're just going to exist, and you'll still be right there at the center of everything, imagining.

generating thoughts and feelings.

so hear me out.

why not make them small now?

why not let them simply exist in your consciousness, let 'em swirl around, and when they come boop-boppin' to the forefront of your mind, which of course they will, give them no more energy than a gentle, almost-apathetic shrug and an, "oh yeah, that's mine, it's done" and then move on?

and by "move on" i mean take all the energy you've been putting into "getting" them or worrying you're "doing something wrong" or "might not get them" (they're already yours, goofball, stop!) and put it instead into building yourself up?

building up who you are--your I-AM-ness--in relation to them?

building up your--you guessed it!--self-concept.

you desire them for a reason, and that reason exists in whatever feeling you imagine they're going to give you.

you think your SP is going to make you feel more loved and whole? you think that book deal is going to make you feel successful? you think that thiccccc paycheck is going to make you feel secure?

well, i've got news for you.

they're not.

because your desires don't exist outside of you.

they are not separate from you.

they ARE you.

right now, and when they materialize, they'll still just be aspects of your consciousness, and the only power and meaning they'll ever hold is the power and meaning you give them.

in imagination.

the FEELING you give them.

in imagination.

which, for whatever reason, is something you imagine you are lacking now.

so ask yourself for real: this thing or this person or this whatever i'm trying to get, what feeling have i attached to it?

how can i give myself that feeling now?

not so you can "get" your desires faster--though inevitably you will, because when you put that energy back on yourself and fulfill yourself within that is *always* when the magic happens--but instead because, well, it'll always just be you, and your imagination.

and you're god.

and god deserves to feel loved now. god deserves to feel whole now. god deserves to feel successful now. god deserves to feel secure now.

because god already IS.

loved. whole. successful. secure.

because you already ARE.

loved. whole. successful. secure.

and everything else you desire to be.

everything else you desire to feel.

you already ARE.

i promise.

so please, beloved, don't wait.

make yourself big now.

you are so beyond worthy of this.

[slippinninque]

🍽️Seconds🫰🏾

Chester x Blackfemreader

A peek into you and Chester's good time

warnings: MINORS DNI, 18+, cursing, p-in-v, short fic,

Best. Turkey Day. Ever.

You had your own turkey in the oven and a modest spread waiting to be unwrapped and enjoyed. As beautiful and aromatic everything was, you were more focused on building up and appetite.

Chester kneeled behind you, balanced on his knees as his ground against you. His arms were bound behind his back with burgundy rope, his hands cupping his forearms as he fucked into you. 

“Just like that, just like that–you’re so good, Chester!”

He made a noise low in his chest and you mewled, stars exploding behind your lids as he switched his stroke, now bullying your sweet spot. How he was able to give it to you the was he was while just balanced on his knees, you didn’t know but would forever be grateful for his impeccable core strength. 

Before you were on your back with your legs over his shoulders, then he had a taste of something else. You barely rolled onto your stomach before he was pressing back into you at the current, delicious angle. 

“Right ther–yes, yes, yes!” You dissolved into moans, sounding at every push and pull of Chester. His dick felt heavy, stretching you as good as he was making you feel. This was a pleasant treat for the both of you. Chester rarely asked for pussy but when he did, you made sure to let him know that he could have as much as he wanted.

“Just ask me reeeeal nice when you want some,” You had told him and booped his nose, “I don’t think I could ever turn down this face…”

 If Chester’s brand of ‘asking nicely’ is Ecuadorian chocolates, professional-grade massages, and a lead up to an impressive Thanksgiving dinner–you wondered what ‘not-so-nice’ looked like.Chester requested that his arms be bound for this and you indulged him, but you wondered what would be happening to you if his hands were free.

You bounced back against him as best as you could, but with your cheek to the floor and your nails nearly ripping up the carpet–you imagined what it would feel like to have Chester’s hand gripping the back of your neck. What would it be like to have your chin cradled in the crook of his elbow, one of those big arms squeezing–

“Ohshitohshit, ‘m gonna come–Chester,Chester–!”

Chester said something your ears couldn’t catch but you felt him move. Leaning to drape himself across your back to press a kiss to your shoulder. Chester’s kiss pushed you over the edge, the sharpness of it making you call out.

Words spilled out of you and every single last one was dirty, promising, pleading as Chester fucked you for his pleasure. Chester grunted, low and gritty and you felt a powerful pulse of pride at having him so eager for it. Eager for you. 

“It’s yours, baby, do wha’ you want with it–!”

“Mine?”

Chester’s voice was dripping in desperation and you cried out, “Yours!”

His voice was smoke and gravel from somewhere behind you “All of it…” 

“Every bit, baby–Sssoh, fuck!” 

You yelped as your knees gave out, the both of you going flat onto the carpet as he chased after you. Chester emptied into the condom as you caught your breath beneath him, sure you would have vibrated apart if he weren’t on top of you.

The world was spinning and you felt Chester press more kisses to your shoulders and neck, flexing hips as he emptied himself into you with a contented purr.  This position only added to the cotton-candy feeling of our brain. All you could hear was the buzzing in your ears, the sound of you catching your breath and then–

Chester’s voice came, warm but a bit sheepish, “...Could I have some more?”

The only part of you that moved was your lower half, trying your best to offer Chester as much as he wanted to take.

“Have as much as you want, Bear.”

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✨ending notes✨: a bit late for the holiday, but I couldn't just leave it in the drafts! 🤭 Chester is so fun and I love giving him what he wants 😌! Tell me what you think, drop a comment and reblog! Thank you so much for reading!!! 💜💕✨

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[maxmoffs]

* COMICS ! POLARIS & THE SCARLET WITCH

it’s that time again ! ! of ellie’s random burst of endless yap of wanda’s comics and relationships headcanons : a thread .

about ? her circle . who ? LORNA !

remember that little psa reminder boop i mentioned earlier in the weeks of wanda and how every “ship” matters , this is what i mean. PLATONIC AND FAMILY DYNAMICS ARE NEEDED !

who is LORNA DANE : Daughter of Magneto and younger half sister of Wanda and Pietro . she harnesses the ability to manipulate magnetic fields and natural magnetic auras of living beings as well. she is an important part of mutant history in the xmen universe and have contributed + caused a lot of events in mutant beings and their relevance in the universe .

WHY is she important to MY interpretation of wanda ? family and circle simply. im ignoring the retcon of 2010 of making her “lowkey redundant” partly because , as my version of wanda, i do want her to have a CLOSE KNIT of circle of people that she can feel an emotional safety net . there’s barely anyone that she considers a friend , or even family . her background enough was complicated let alone the COMPLEXITY of her relation with magneto as a father figure in multiple occasions . though that’s what makes it , mysteriously interesting and a dynamic that often is overshadowed because of what they are . these relationships are most times connected by their ‘usefulness’ of what they are made of (mutant + powers) / more than WHO THEY ARE. identity is a very pivotal aspect of creating justice for wanda for me writing wise and finding her voice , and along with that comes the dynamics and connections she has in any material source that is already present like the comics AND then furthermore , as i then develop her WITH ALL OF YOU! the dynamics then i can create for her with references of these backstories. and so, this is where i then now draw and “yank” branches ( if you’ve read my voice’ headcanon u know what I mean by this ) parts of the comics that i find best fit for my portrayal of wanda to create depth into her character , her traits and personality . and this greatly includes the people she is surrounded by.

she values the confidence and strength Lorna advises or gives wanda when at times wanda is at her lowest or thoughts of doubt . we all know , that sometimes wanda can be a lost soul especially when it comes to finding herself , her “PLACE” in the circles she’s in or takes part of : ie. the xmen, avengers, mutants, humans even. and while i also point out that she has personality , HEADSTRONG and grit to her entire being , she is also so deeply rooted into having a lot of personal adjustments to improve on.

where are my lornas at! pls them my way !!!

special mention! to my lovely constant and incredibly talented friend whom im so honoured to even witness great writing of magneto and am so pleased to write with more and more . @magnetic-regent-magneto

mutuals only may interact , connections + writing partner that relate relationship can reblog !

MORE LORNA & WANDA MOMENTS IN THE CUT BELOW ! feel free to message me if you have a lorna muse that we can plot , OR if you’d like to know more about my ‘thoughts’ or headcanons , you are always welcome to mssg me OR send to inbox so i can share the to the whole class teehee

[anniflamma]

Headcanons! Could I please ask for your headcanons on how David would have been like if Jonathan had lived!

(or, for the sake of not deviating the whole story altoghether bc either way David was meant to be king at some point. What if like, Jonathan had gone into hidding like what happened to Mephibosheth and later on met with David to tell him that, hey, he's actually alive so :D. Honestly im just asking bc the idea of Jonathan teaching Jedediah/Solomon how to court and judge others got stuck to my head when I was writting my Testament of Solomon rewritte and that got me to think even more like, would Jonathan get along with Abigail, would David had stopped seeking out women to marry if Jonathan had run away with him, would Absalom or the other childre of David had confided secrets in him more than with his father because they trusted him more, or would the court had tried to make Jonathan guilty of a coup at some point, maybe a lot of times, due to his past royal background, and ofc how would Jonathan have raised his son?)

Sorry if this was long ᓚᘏᗢ boop!

You are giving me food and being able to talk about it!!! :D

My headcanon would be if Jonathan had lived, his and David's relationship would have continued to be romantic and supportive!

I think Jonathan would first go into hiding and try to find his son first. Mephibosheth would still become disabled due to all the chaos when the news comes to the palace. But I don't think they would go into hiding for too long. Abner was supportive to Saul’s family first, heck, he probably would see David as a threat towards Jonathan instead.

And when they reunite, Jonathan would have either stepped down from his role as the next king or maximized David's status, so they would essentially be two kings ruling one kingdom. He did give an oath and his title as king to David when they last met each other, so it would make sense that he kept his word.

David would still pursue other marriages for political alliances, likewise Jonathan too. However, I do believe that David wouldn't take Michal back because the only reason why he forced her to be his wife again was that he pretty much wanted to secure his political position as a king. Having Jonathan there on his side already supporting him, it wouldn't be necessary to marry her. All his other wives, I think he would still marry them for political reasons. Bathsheba though… I don't think he would seek her out… Or maybe David would. For me, he is a bit promiscuous. But I do like the idea that he wouldn't be as interested if Jonathan were still around.

There is a scene in The Prince's Psalm where David and Jonathan talk to each other about their boundaries in their relationship. Jonathan wants children, but he doesn't want to pick a random woman only to discard her after giving birth to a child, he wants to honor his children's mother by marrying her and taking care of her. But also secured David by saying that it's okay for him as well to marry and love another woman too, but ended with the decision that they are not allowed to take any male lovers.

It sounds fun that Jonathan would be friends with Abigail. Maybe they are two peas in a pod because David picked Abigail for love, unlike the other wives. And Abigail is the same "type" as Jonathan. That would be cute.

I do think that the majority of the royal drama would be more about people not trusting David. The second book of Samuel is just David getting rid of all his political enemies and marrying every high-royal-woman to secure his position. The reason why Saul's other family members, such as Jonathan's half-brothers, revolt against David is that they are the "true" line of the royal lineage. So if Jonathan was still in the picture and became king, then that drama of power wouldn't be so much on the nose.

Absalom and David's other children might have indeed confided in Jonathan, finding solace and other stuff when David wasn't emotionally available. Especially when Amnon attacks Tamar and everything just crumbles. Maybe the situation would look different when David forgives Absalom for killing Amnon, and by having another parental figure, maybe Absalom wouldn't decide to revolt against his father?

And if Absalom still decided to revolt against David, Mephibosheth would still be left behind in safety in the royal palace. And I don't think that the servant Ziba would be able to trick David into "disowning" Mephibosheth when Absalom takes over the palace. I don't think Jonathan would ever let that happen, but also David and Mephibosheth's relationship would be different in a way. I have a headcanon that David is very overprotective of Mephibosheth but he also puts him on a pedestal, so when someone lies about him, David immediately believes that lie because he actually doesn't really know who Mephibosheth actually is.

But that is all I have to say for now! I probably missed some thoughts I would like to bring up. But my brain is empty at the moment!

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 50 Killer at the Convocation

S E A S O N F I N A L E

...I'm the only person on tumblr who can't boop and it makes me sosad

I compLETELY forgot to say happy halloween and now it's too late WHOOPS

But I've got another scary murdler for y'all

Tiny Taupe was one of the first book2 characters I designed, and also one of my favorites because HELP

Poor thing was born without a head or arms and can only communicate through tap-dancing morse code. His life is miserable! Even Logico can't help but take pity on the creature... wait how does it hear and see- (I NEVER draw muscular characters but I don't think the drawing ended up too bad?? in my opinion-)

which murdler do you find the scariest in design? I think Dr. Crimson, Sister Lapis, and Philosopher Bone are up there

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

They are at the convocation. Logico is to give a speech, then finally reveal the Special Secret. He is shaking with nerves. Irratino puts a hand on his shoulder.

IRRATINO: Shh. Hey. You’re okay! LOGICO: Oh… all right…

And they step into the gigantic building. Poor Logico! He’s so small, and the scale isn’t helping his anxiety. 

WHITE: Deductive. You’re late. LOGICO: There… was an accident on the way here. WHITE: I don’t care the excuse, cupcake, I want to hear your speech.

Logico is even more scared when he looks at who else is at the table - there, in the flesh, is the Major Red! 

Logico is so terrified, but can’t look away. The soldier is every bit as terrifying as the legends described - he looks like he was hand-designed to kill. And yet, Logico can’t help but notice his face twitch with uncertainty.

AMARANTH: Deductive Logico!

He gives the little guy a kiss on the cheek, who is less than pleased. Gico makes a pouty expression.

AMARANTH: Do not be so worried, mon ami. You will be fantastic. I believe in you!

Logico sighs, and steps up to the rostrum. Irratino gives a big goofy thumbs-up. The smol detective takes a deep breath, and begins his speech.

LOGICO: Countries, of the- OH!! Are you kidding me?! WHITE: NEXT LOGICO: NO, there’s another MURDER.

Yep, there sure is - the supposed ‘head of the Convocation’ is lyin’ on the cold hard ground!

IRRATINO: At least you’ll have more time to prepare your speech? LOGICO: Please… not now. 

The presentation is delayed as everyone stares at Logico trying to find the (probably meaningless) answer.

AMARANTH: As ze Président, I brought an exclusive pin. LOGICO: …now you’re starting with the quips? AMARANTH: But I look adorable while doing so, non?~ 💕

Logico officially hates this man.

WHITE: By decree of the Old Drakonians- RED: By the revolution-

SERIOUSLY? Fucking MAJOR RED? But he doesn’t say that out loud, for fear of his life.

Irratino gets a call from High Alchemist Raven.

RAVEN: My concoctions have turned a particular shade, revealing a major clue. IRRATINO: What was the shade?? RAVEN: Red, doi. IRRATINO: Oh! It’s Red! … Logico, it’s Red!

Logico is gone. 

IRRATINO: LOGICO! LOGICO YOU GOTTA COME BACK QUICK, I SOLVED THE MURDER AND YOU GOTTA DO YOUR SPEECH!

Irratino discovers that Logico has not ‘gone’ to the bathroom. There is a blood stain where he was standing. Irratino’s face goes pale. And he just stares…

IRRATINO: He’s fine. Everything I believe is true.

Amaranth approaches him.

AMARANTH: Sir?... IRRATINO: It’s not even his blood. Look! It’s not even his blood. He’s fine.

Red slowly exits his seat. Irratino lunges for him! White has to hold him back.

IRRATINO: WHAT DID YOU DO?! WHAT DID YOU DO?! RED: I was… I was… IRRATINO: I’LL GET YOU! WHEN I GET YOU… YOU’LL BE SORRY!! LET GO! 

And the happy-go-lucky man continues to lose his mind. Is Logico okay? Is he alive? Is this his sick, sick way of finally getting revenge?

The end!

I AM OFFICIALLY HALFWAY THROUGH BOOK 2

let's celebrate with uh

OH YEAH

I FINALLY GET TO MAKE MAJOR RED'S OFFICIAL ARTWORK!!!

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[justanechoflower]

She listens to his words patiently, sitting there with him as he told her what he felt. Her face softens as soon as she spots his tears. She lets him finish what he wants to say before scooching closer, sitting by his side. Her hand goes to wipe the tears from his eyes before retreating. She's not all that great at advice. Actually, who is? But even more so on her side since she's not that great at iterating her thoughts. Though, she should try, shouldn't she? Besides, she has a little plan.

I'm not... all that great when it comes to advice. Here's what I think, but take this with a grain of salt, alright?

She says first. Simply as a precaution.

You could.. start to tell your secret to people one by one, instead of going straight to everyone. So that it's not too much all at the same time. I would recommend Sans because he's pretty laidback but considering your history with him, I'm not quite sure.

She takes a deep breath. Fake family. Well, that one's tricky to talk about.

Though, about me and the other askers.. Even if you tell your secret, we won't exactly disappear. Until you decide to stop this whole askblog, you're stuck with us. And I'm pretttyyy hard to get rid of.

She adds the last part with a smile, something to lighten things up a little.

Heck, even without the askblog, I'd still be here, looking over your universe.

She can't tell him that she wouldn't actually be able to. The askblog is a beacon, a sign to creators and askers alike that this universe is approved for interaction by its creator. Without it, she wouldn't be able to access the universe. She would be unable to enter or even gaze in the events of the universe.

But she can't tell him that, now can she?

Though, about the fake family thing... In truth, I honestly don't care whatever you choose as the label for our relationship, other than romance.

She cringes at the last word.

It's up to you what you want to do. Because no matter what you call this, one thing will never change. And that is, you are someone I've grown to care about.

She boops his nose.

And who's to say you can't like it here as Asriel? You can be Azzy or Flowey and we'd all still care for you.

...hopefully. She takes a deep breath. She has an idea and she wants to tell him. And she agreed. So this is alright.

...And about the barrier?

She turns her whole body around to face him fully. She dons a serious face, maintaining eye contact.

I can help you break it.

Asriel: You can?! I mean, of course you can, you're practically a god. If you manage to break it with no suspicion, not only will we finally be on the surface, but I'll probably be free of any royal expectations once I reintroduce myself!

*Asriel scratches the back of his head uncomfortably, as if trying to rub away the doubts that won't stop coming.* The problem is you have nothing to tell them except that you're an entity beyond the code and that's how you can break it. Even if you don't say that it'll be too suspicious if some random human comes and easily smashes it. It took a whole 7 powerful mages to make that wall!

If I'm with mom and/or dad again I probably won't be able to talk as much to you all so no one in this world gets all existential crisis-y... I'll still find some time though! I'm not going to be accompanied all the time. And with Frisk or Papyrus- even sans- it's fine to be around you guys.

Except if it's Sans and Papyrus together. They both know and yet they pretend to be oblivious around each other about this crazy game stuff because they don't want the other to worry... It's so stupid.

Oops, got off-topic. For now, give me more details on breaking the barrier! I'm interested.