#also tried something a bit diff

[gaeulssims]

What a Tuesday morning looks like in the Eon Household

[readingwriter92]

Me: I should do something productive

Also me: plays crypt of the necrodancer for two and a half hours straight

[sleepy-fiction]

Fists In The Backline.

iron fist x fem!reader SMUT

Lin Lie fucking the shit out of the enemy healer. "You're not going back to the mission area. Ever."

tgs: exhibitionism, voyeurism, watersports, minor breeding kink, ironfist physically overpowers reader, dubcon, wrestling, bdsm, unbalanced power dynamics, prey/hunter, compassionate hard dom lin, fem reader, bunny nickname, no romance pure fucking but a lot of sweetness from them

an: i loved writing this, I'm even considering a pt 2 w them as undercover fckbuddies. Also, time works diff here than playing a marvels match. BARELY proofread

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"Fuuhh fuh-Uck! Lin... Lin, we gotta goo back," you can't even manage a full sentence underneath the barrage of thrusts. Lin Lie has you bent over a broken pillar in the Royal Palace, his thick cock berating your hole as you grunt and dig your nails into the ridges.

You were 20 meters away from the mission area, your radar pinging your teammates' dangerously low health. With the leader board showing 68% to 43% of mission area captured, the latter being your team's.

It was quick how Iron Fist noticed how your heals carried your team hard. You were all in the lead for the first half of the battle, dogging them with an amazing 30% to 1%, and for hellish minutes, not a single member of his team could land a step on the mission area.

That was until he devised his plan, rounding up all his team to attack you, and you only with him hounding them to trust him. It was an even bloodier battle, but he eventually got you, but he got crushed by your team's Panther right as he did so.

This wasn't the last you'd see him. As right as you spawned, you saw the terrifying sight of an enemy IronFist, standing directly in the backlines, ogling you in spawn. At first, you were prepared for another battle, but a passionate zeal fell upon IronFist, his powers spilling out a green mist, and he incapacitated you within seconds.

His strong punch flung you into the cracked pillar behind you, the grand marble caving in under your weight. You spat out, "Augh," as gravity carried you to the floor, your ribcage and arm slung over the broken piece.

Dammit.

He was going to kill you and send you back to spawn after you tried your best escape.

You heard the familiar crunch of heavy shoes on shattered marble, and in a last ditch effort, you threw out your final weak attack. It did nothing. In fact, Iron Fist simply side stepped it. Wild feral anger crossed your eyes as you flipped to face him, legs too weak to stand.

You growled with a boom, "You back-lining asshole! You think this is a fair fucking fight? Huh? Think this is righteous?" You stated up at him, as his large muscular body casted a shadow over you.

He was tall and intimidating, his broad shoulders steered the sun away, and his proud biceps flexed in his crossed arms. The way his mask hugged at his eyes mysteriously, the way he stood strong with confidence- wisdom; something you haven't quite cracked yet. You were a new hero on the scene. You weren't accepted by all yet.

You had too much to prove and too much to lose in this fight. Not him, though. He was one of the many glorious Iron Fists. If it were any other circumstance, you would have given up, talked nice, and at least admire such an inspiring hero. But not here, not now.

Not when he was playing so fucking dirty, and ripping your precious moment from your claws.

Your eyes gleamed with spite.

Skkrt!

Your radio buzzed. Starlord's voice interrupted your stare down, "Where the hell are you, kid? We need those heals now!"

Your heart sunk to your core.

You shouted, "Well?" Grabbing up chunks of broken marble rocks and throwing it meekly at Iron Fist. They seemed to ricochet off his stature, but finally, finally, he moved.

Iron Fist sunk down a bit, grabbed your shoulder and kept you in place on the ground. "Hey, what the fuck," you spat. You thrashed around, but he sunk on one knee between your legs and raised his other mighty hand on your shoulder, clamping you down in place. You cried, but his face shot close to you.

You gasped in the closeness, you could see the beads of sweat that plagued his face and neck, how his shiney spikey hair absorbed the sunlight and reflected dark colors of husky brown. How his strong jawline complimented the structure of his masked eyes. How the tip of his nose was just as pink as his plump lips. You gulped.

He finally spoke.

"You're not going to back Mission Area. Ever," he hushed. The command sent shivers down you.

"W-Why not," you still growled at him.

"You're too good. You're the only thing keeping your uncoordinated team alive. The only one reminding those guys to stay on checkpoint. And I wanna win... So," he grins, it's devilish the way it makes you stir in fear. He's so confident, so precise, it steals your breath from under you.

An established hero recognized you.

Sskt-- "I need backup dammit! Where are my god damn heals," Winter Soldier booms.

"Hey hey! Take your time! Or don't. But listen could'ya uh... At least make it quick! No worries though," Spiderman buzzes in.

You glanced down at your Radar, the enemy team has completely caught up. They managed to tie in the 12 minutes you've been away from the battlefield.

You whimper, "Fuuck- Oh no." Despair strikes your face, but it's drowned out by the humored laugh Lin Lie releases.

You whip at him, "You can't keep me here forever! I'll notify Black Panther on my Rad--"

Within seconds, your radar is snatched, "Hey--", and crushed in-between thick hands. Your coms buzzes before blinking off. Lin, all the while, is smiling dangerously hard.

"Hehe! No can do!"

You launch forward in a rage, "You stupid fucking asshole," grabbing chunks of his uniform and sending him to the floor. You straddle his body, desperately trying to rip and claw at his face. His laugh turns into chuckles as he blocks you, eventually grabbing your wrists, stuffing a leg under your chest, and flipping you over him and onto the floor.

You crash land on your back hard, but before you could even gather out a groan, he's onto of you. Ironfist drops his weight on your hips, catching your arms above your head in a quick biff.

"You've got such fire! Such passion--"

"Die! Die, you backlining freak!"

"--You're truly one of a kind. You'll be a great hero when you're ready. No. You already are," he smiled too fondly.

You gasped, your chest heaving as your anger suddenly dies down.

"We can do this the easy way, or we can make this hard," He leans down, his free hand against the floor beside your head. He took up all your view. Despite it all, your eyes flickered from his lips to his masked face.

You whimpered. Awe as terror mixing a dangerous concoction on your face.

This was too intimate.

Even Lin hesitated, simply staring at your face.

There was no doubt in his mind that the newest hero on the scene was gorgeous. Especially to him. You were a true strategist with an empathic heart and a pretty face. Cute eyes with tulips for lips. You trained hard, deep into the early morning when he began his training, and he always caught you staying longer than you should just to admire the way he fought.

Most heros become recognized and lose their precision. Not you, you were sharpening the arrowhead until the oil burned.

He admired you so damn much he even switched his usual spot in the after-match lunch room just so he could have a clear view of you over through Rocket's short head. Even the way you ate was cute. You were always so starry-eyed and excited when conversing with your mates, Storm and Squirrel Girl.

He'd be a liar to say he wasn't taking advantage of it all right now.

"Pretty thing," he mutters. It's loud enough for you to hear. It's sadistic, the way he chuckles a little before continuing, "Got no where to run." He wants to see those glossy eyes brim with anger, just one more time.

Where's your zealous spirit?

You can feel your face warm. You know you shouldn't, but somewhere you got lost in his presence, lost gazing between that mysterious mask and those deliciously soft lips. Those plump, full lips of his. Just as pink as the tip of his nose. You whimper ever too submissively, "What're you 'gonna do to me..." You can't even mask your desire, your tone pleading and desperate. The sort of pleading, desperate tone that drowns in sensuality, as your voice is reduced to a breathy, stammery mess.

He disrespected you but...

You didn't get angry. Hell, that's far from anger.

You're panting a little too heavy, you're staring dead at his lips, you're drowning in his presence, melting like butter, yet as alert as a rabbit in the snares of a fox.

He's losing his fucking mind.

You are totally into him. You like him.

He's overwhelmed by the sheer intensity, the shockwave of seduction that blows in from those rabbit breaths.

He should do the right thing.

But god, he wants to take advantage of this.

What other time would he ever get you this turned on, and be in position to be the lucky one who gets to please you?

But should he do it here? Out in the open, where prying eyes could disrespect you? Holding you hostage, overpowering you physically?

Why did all these factors make it impossibly hotter?

Was it worth risking it all for a once-in-a-lifetime erotic escapade?

And with those sweet eyes shifting from pupil to pupil, you really did look like a tied up rabbit.

Fuck it.

Let's fuck like rabbits.

He raises back, his hand testing the waters, releasing your wrists, and clamping a strong hand on your neck. You call out and whimper, yet never look away, eagerly awaiting, your heart drumming in your chest. His grip is tight but not suffocating. His hands are so damn large, and your neck almost feels like nothing to him. And fuck you're so turned on. You shut your eyes, limp your head back, and ease tense shoulders, flashing him the underside of your chin.

He feels himself harden in his pants, his eyes widening in disbelief and jaw falling slack.

You moaned so sexily and fell limply in his arms like a fainting princess.

Yeah no.

That's one gigantic green light. He pulled you off the ground by your neck, raising your body up to meet his, you gasp out, meekly throwing your hands on his forearms, your grip almost nonexistent.

"I'm going to realign your guts," he smiles wistfully, a hearty and amused laugh leaving him.

There you found yourself, your pants bunched around your knees, your elbows on the broken pillar, and your drippingly wet ass perked up in doggy. The rest of your clothes are disheveled and barely put on right, as Lin's egerously largest hands were, just minutes prior, groping you everywhere on your soft body. It didn't take long for either of you to get deathly aroused. In fact, half the foreplay was skipped, per your request, just so you could feel him.

"Hurry-hurry-hurry," you ramble out, shaking your ass with a delicious whine. He catches it immediately with his bandaged hand, his fingers itching with the addiction of feeling your skin. "I can't take it anymore Iron Fist," you say.

He winces hard. You're so shameless, so bold. It's driving him insane. He shakes, desperate to keep control of himself, as he slowly slides his giant cockhead against your lips. You moan, arching viciously. His thickness peck and slip through your folds, collecting your slick before finally dipping in.

His head is fat, his whole cock itself was 8 inches long. Bulky and burly over skinny. It's fatter towards the center, perfectly straight and just as pink as his lips. Your hole chokes up on his head alone, stretching to meet his plump demands.

Bzztk-- "Iron Fist. Keep it up! Whatever it is, it's working," Hela's voice breaks through the slience. You moan at the lewdity of it all, your toes curling.

Bzzt-- IronFist holds his radar, buzzing it on, "Mmf- Thanks! The fight hasn't been easy! We've been battling it out nonestop," he suddenly plunges in, his cock now halfway in.

You abruptly groan out, "G-Gaa--"

"--Oh no! You're not getting away! Get over here," but he covers it up smoothly.

Bzzt-- "Good work, Lin. Keep it up," Cloak's voice slithers out.

Lin snickers, "You know I will," and the radio shuts off.

You finally moan out all that you couldn't before. "It's soo b-big Iron Fist," you mewl, dropping your chin to rest against the pillar.

"M'hehe," he pushes in more, "Just call me Lin, okay?" His voice is gentle and sweet, both of his strong hands securely gripping your hips. You can feel his blazing warmth not only from his piping dick but from his palms. Combined, it all brings aroused tingles to your brain. "It's Lin Lie, hero."

"My name is--" He slams into you, bottoming out.

You groan out, but he shuts you up quick by leaning forward, reaching, and stuffing your mouth with two of his fingers. His hand cups the side of your face, his thumb resting by the corner of your eye. "Hey, you're still new okay? You gotta protect your identity. Don't give it up for sex," he scolds.

"You'thh thdid itt," you manage out.

"Yeah, well, I've been doing this for a while," he says. He rubs circles with his palm on your juicy ass, admiring every part of how his cock feels in your velvety walls. How you pulse around him and invite him in so nicely. He's thrusting slow into you by now, only taking himself out an inch before sinking back in. He looks from your ass to your face as he does so. "Is that good," he asks, eyes lidding behind the mask.

He sighs out deeply the way a man would after cigarettes when he's finally able to start doing some sort of moving. His grip tight, his restraint dwindling. It's not his fault your tight walls suck him back as he pulls out, not his fault your cervix likes to kiss his tip so nicely. Fuck, all he wants to do now is fuck you like a dog and play with your clit while doing it. All he wants is to make you lose yourself again and get the pleasure you were begging for.

You cry, "Mmyes, morr' Lin. I canh'take morr' than this." Your voice vibrates around his fingers. His hands have you leaned up, your fingertips being the only thing keeping you connected with the pillar. And you find how befitting the blue sky is with an ass full of cock.

"Ffu-- Good," he moans. Lin starts to let loose, starting paced. His dick bangs into your stomach, the fulling sensation of him smothering your hot insides, releasing sloppy, loud squelches into the air.

Your senses are immediately overidden, as you bite down onto his fingers, and move back against his cock. "Ooh'ff! Ooh," you moan blissfully. His lips clench in concentration, as you feel him dig and dig, until finally- your hand slams against the pillar with a loud, "Ff-Yeessh'!"

He laughs sweetly, "Oooh yeah? That's your sweet-spot? Huh, beauty?" He groans breathlessly, precusely digging and fucking his tip into that spot.

His large dick is fucking against your bladder, your toes squeeze ice tight, your moans echoing across the palace walls. Your eyes roll back into your head, your back drowing in sweat already, annoyed by your superclothing that restrain you. "Gotth'a pee," you mutter against his fingers, his thick digits familiarizing itself with your drool.

"Go'n'head 'n release. Ffuck... nobody's gonna see you anymore today," he groans. Your walls spasmed in fear and anticipation at his devilish sugarcoated words. Lin's hand finally slips from your mouth, and you fall back onto your elbows. His other hand, join him in holding your hips. He lifts your hips up more, your knees now hovering an inch off the ground. Your weight meant absolutely nothing to him.

"Keep an eye on the score, would you," he says as he tosses his radar infront of you. You sloppily turn it over, shock filling your soul.

You first cry out in despair, "Fuck it's at sixty-sev-- Oooh! Yess," but the sound quickly morphs into pure bliss. Your head drops down dumbly as Lin's pace turns into madness. No longer did the sweet, consideriate, paced thrusts exist, as now he fucked you expeditiously. His stout cock was rapid and precise, its unrelenting speed just as inescapable as his zealous fists.

Your hand reach out into the air around you, gripping at absolutely nothing to anchor you to this world and not the galaxy of stars behind your eyelids. His grunts and groans got louder, the stuttering sounds ever so deep and blissful. He fucked you so hard you could feel your elbows slip forward on the pillar, until you were no longer holding onto it, but your stomach rested on it, and your hands planted into the dirt.

Your toes curled, as your greedy pussy clenched down on him. The sloppy wet sounds combined with the intense clapping of skin to skin competed against your wailing cries. Your bladder gave out within seconds of it all, squinting hard as your bladder was pressed by both sides. On the inside, it was battered by Lin's passionate head, but on the outside, it was smothered by the broken pillar. Your legs twitched and jerked, hands deep in the dirt.

You cried, "L-Lin! Oooh fuck! Mmff' let's go baack." The only thing else to look at was the scoreboard, watching helplessly as the enemy team reached a terrifying 78 percent, ten more gained in the three minutes from last time you checked. They were kicking your team's ass, hard.

"Nno can do bunny-- Haa... I've 'gotta- wwin-uh," he moans out. He suddenly stops, forcedly adjusting himself, as he lays a foot down on the pillar, his body leaning down towards you, as he forces your face into the dirt; large hand pressing the back of your head down. In this new position, your knees slipped up to catch yourself, now finding themselves on the pillar, your pants now barely held on by your feet, and Lin stood in the calamity, a perfectly smooth transition, as his left hand stayed put on your hips.

He asks, "You 'kay?" But barely waits as he instantly begins to pound you into the dirt. By now, all of his thrusts are sloppy, his grunts loud into the air, curses flying off his lips like a mantra, "Ffuck-fuck-fuck-- mm."

He's gonna cum, he's gonna cum!

He's still going full steam ahead inside of you. You were overstimulated beyond compare, your poor sweet clit was swollen and enlarged, pulsating hard for friction. The slightest touch of it would send you flying to heaven and back. No way we're you gonna be left high and wet without a mind-fucking orgasm.

"Mmm- My Clit," you screeched like a parrot, your moans filled with more light headed gasps than sounds.

Lin released your head, leaning all the way up, and using his hand how to reach between you and spin your clit. The muscle was pre-drenched in the downpour of your lust. And in your wake, "I'm cumming!--", you ripped chunks from the earth, squirting out one final time.

"Aaa-haah, me too," Lin could barely laugh, as he was overtaken by mindless groans as he slammed rough into you for the final time, shooting his first ribbon deep inside you. He pulled out, shooting his second, before roughly slamming balls-deep in for the third. His moans were feral and mindless, only caring about dumping his hot load into your cervix.

Shit. That totally wasn't good but you'd take care of--

Bbzzt-- "Another Amazing Victory!"

Your eyes popped open to the radar.

The scoreboard: 100% to 49%

Your knees slipped back onto the dirt as he pulled out, your stomach back resting on the pillar as you stared at the results with angered eyes.

"See, what'd I tell ya, bunny," his cock rudely finds its way back inside, he continues, "You carried your team." He leans down on you, his chest on your back as he hooks an arm under yours. It slots between your breasts and grabs your neck, pulling you completely off the ground as he stands up with you, his hard dick still inside. Your legs twitch, and a sultry mewl leaves you, your piss drenched pants slipping to the ground.

You can hear Lin groan deep into your ear, "Sorry, bunny, just one more round. I promise it'll be just one more... I need this, please. Trust me," and it sends delicious tingles down your spine.

It's only then, from this sight of him holding you, that you can see your surroundings and really focus in on the fact that you were on royal grounds, fucking where any unlucky bastard could see.

And oddly, your eyes kept glancing to a crow perched up on a pillar in the distance.

Fuck.

Eeh.

Well.

"Okaayy," you mewl braindead-ly. "Mmh, make it rough Lin pleasee," you whine, clenching tight around him in anticipation.

"Your wish is my command, bunny," he whispers fiendishly so.

read part 2?

[jinuaei]

Yandere Tarn x human Reader

Warning: OOC! NOT COMIC ACCURATE I ONLY KNOW A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE LORE ALSO IGNORE THE TIME DIFF I KNOW ITS LIKE MILLIONS OF YEARS BETWEEN PRE WAR AND POST WAR. Spoilers for Tarn lore?

Imagine being Tarn’s first ever human he has met when he was still Damus, you being a cute human Liaison that follows around Senator Shockwave who also brings you around the Academy. You are an adorable, curious little thing, always so eager to see the different bots’ outlier abilities and wanting to know how it works, and Damus’ ability was the one that caught your eye. And he too is smitten with you from the very first time he laid optics on you, but he respects the Senator so much that he tends to shy away from actively seeking you out. 

However, you don’t seem to fear the large bots that could squish you with one of their pedes considering you’ve been persistently seeking him out even when he tries to hide away from you. In the end, he could not escape the temptation that is you.How could he? When you are so persistent in getting to know him, even to the point where you would sneak off to find him —He feels honoured whenever you do so, so special that you chose him out of all the students to befriend— He cannot do much to entertain you, but you seem to enjoy seeing him use his abilities to annoy bots by shutting their stuff off, mostly datapads and what not.

Both of you enjoy each other's company so much, sharing stories and knowledge. He finds himself especially invested in human arts, mainly music, it’s much different than Cybertronian music, it’s softer, less robotic, more organic, it’s so…you. He likes to hear you sing, even when you are humble with your abilities, he thinks of it as perfect. He cannot help but adore music that comes out from your mouth. Ah yes, your mouth, your language’s equivalent to the word ‘intake’. He remembers you saying something about kisses and how humans do it to show affection, but Cybertonians never had something similar to that so he does not pay mind to it. But he cannot deny how much he wants you to do it to him, especially when you mentioned something about it can be ‘intimate’ at times.

His days are always bright whenever you come to visit, your small body tucked close to the Senators frame, so talkative and friendly. He also notices the matching colours of your drapes with that of Shockwaves colour of the week, he observes that he enjoys seeing you in purple more than that of any other colour. Gifts seem to be common for you, as you seem to give him lots of small trinkets, but his favourite is a purple scarf that you gave him after he expressed how much he likes that colour on you.

Somehow, you managed to put in a good word about yours and Damus’ excursions considering Senator Shockwave has approached him himself to entrust your safety to the student whenever he is too busy to show you around. And of course, Damus has taken that role seriously, so seriously in fact that the other students you are also close with seem to avoid you all together whenever he is there. Always watching, always looming over your small form.

But then Senator Shockwave got caught, forced to undergo through Empurata and Shadowplay, and he did not find you ever since. He did not find comfort from your presence when he woke up after being subjected to the same fate as his teacher, stripped from his identity as Damus, now Glitch. But even his faceplate has been replaced, forced to be faceless, to be a nobody, his processor still kept the memories of the only person that knows him, the true him, him as Damus and not Glitch. You…You, you, YOU. His dearest human.

He remembers a conversation about your world's religion, about how many there are that exist on your planet, and how anybody can create a religion by just believing in it. And he does, in you. Creating a religion where you are his god and he is your most devoted follower – a religion where only he is to worship you.

Perhaps if he prayed enough, devoted himself enough to you, you will return, just like how yours has 3 days after his death. But you never did. Still, he prays to you daily, even when under Optimus’ care he did not forget to call for you, and while he uses his spare time to read Megatron's manifesto, he always makes sure to pray to you every day, every hour, every minute, that he has.

He even made a small shrine for you that he carries around on his frame via a small box. Inside are everything that you have ever given him, especially the scarf, and a picture of you both that you took with your Instant camera. He keeps that locked tight, like it’s his most valuable treasure — which as a bot who has close to nothing, is.

That habit of praying to you has persisted even when he adapted the persona of Tarn, even after he has stayed with Decepticons, he does not forget to pray to you every chance he gets. The items that he so carefully took care of are slowly degrading, piece by piece, thread by thread, all the cherished objects are turning into dust. Time does not spare anything from its cruel grasp, the picture that showcased you and him as Damus is slowly fading, his claws scraping off its print bit by bit. He fears that he will destroy the remaining memories of you, just like how he destroys every mech that he encounters. So after the scarf has turned into scraps, your face scraped off, he finally kept that box containing everything that you are close to his spark where it would stay until his end.

However, there is one thing that he cannot destroy no matter how much he has desecrated it, using it during his hunts to please him and his comrades. Music. His love of music is also a show of his devotion towards you, to say that yes, he remembers your music and your voice. And at times, when he is especially in a good mood, he would sing the same songs that he learnt from you to one of his victims. Though he would become aggressive right after the last note – realizing that they do not deserve to hear your song. In that case, he does not talk to them to death, instead he would pummel them into scraps, spilling energon all over him.

Millions of years have passed and his devotion only grew stronger, and oh how his prayers have finally been answered! You have returned! Though it was not 3 days but millions of years, he still rejoices as you are now back! His god! His beloved! And now he does not have to stay loyal to the Decepticons as you are now back with him! But the only problem is… he can see you on the other side of the battlefield, with the Lost Light, with Rodimus, with him– Megatron.

And now he realizes why Megatron has betrayed the Decepticon cause, perhaps like him, he has found his true purpose on the side of the good. But Tarn can never be good, he has done so much in the name of the Decepticons, in the name of righteousness, in your name. 

Even so, he can repent, renounce his identity as a Decepticon and come crawling back to you if you so wish. He can start his redemption by killing all of the DJD members right in front of you, or maybe you would want him stripped off of his armour, being laid bare for everyone to see.  Whatever you want, he will do it.

So he crosses the field with new found focus, optics trained on you. He ignores all of the weapons trained on him and keeps his pedes from shaking in nervousness. The more neurotic bots shoot at him, but he did not raise his blaster to shoot back nor did he try to defend himself. He only had one goal, and it was to get to you.

Once he finds himself in front of you, being guarded by Megatron and Rodimus, he kneels, unable to hold himself above you, his chassis lowered until his helm presses against the rough terrain. Energon pooled under him from the wounds he sustained.

When he utters your name, you seem perplexed, as if surprised at how this large bot knows you. And he spills everything, about who he is now, his prayers, his shrine, his millions of years of devotion. As he looks up at you from the floor, your face twists into confusion, baffled at this obsessed mech that you have never met in your human life.

Perhaps it was years of not seeing each other, but you looked…different somehow, still similar to his memories of you, but oddly different, it's small, but noticeable to him who has been so devoted to you and made sure to memorize every single part of your face. Nonetheless he did not care what so ever, what matters is he can finally serve you again, he might not be your Damus anymore, but he can be your Tarn.

The mask that he has worn for so long slipped off from his faceplate, and he drops it unceremoniously right next to him. He does not care if the bots think of him as an embarrassment or weak, all he knows is that you need to know about how much he adores you.

His faceplate lowers towards your pedes– feet, as you have taught him ages ago, and kisses it, just as you told him how one would do it, again and again until you can feel his love for you, his longing, his adoration, and his years and years of worship.

Until he repents, until you accept him back into your life. Until all that he has, and all that he is, is finally yours.

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Uhhh uhhh I don't know if this is coherent.

[kireilien]

more maki more maki!! 🤤 btw i love the way you write!!!!!

ANONS. YOU ARE PLAYING A DANGEROUS GAME ASKING FOR THIS MUCH MAKI. you guys sound like my alt accounts atp… this might need to turn into a maki cock page and a maki cock page only!!! i’m not mad abt it!!! THIS IS ALSO SUPER FUCKING LONG I AM FEEDING MAKI COCK CENTRAL

tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing; dom!maki, sub!reader, fem!reader, idol!reader also under yx (groups like illit/le sserafim wouldn’t make sense in my head), “bsf!reader,” reader is kinda tsundere-ish, race neutral reader, established relationship, voyeurism (ok guys ik but it’s not actually– you’ll get it), piv, kissing, creampie, maki smug as shit, this is an au where idols of diff genders can freely interact LOL 

something abt a risky idol live makes me so SJHDFGSYFCG

you’ve been on live for around 20 minutes now in a spare vocal room, saying hi to fans, listening to music, talking about group episodes; the norm for an idol live. it wasn’t until someone knocked at the door, and guess who it is! little shit central i mean your boyfriend i mean your best friend!!!

from a fan’s pov, you’ve known maki for a year, always bickering on weverse, being sassy with each other at events, and other typical best friend things. but! in reality you’ve been dating maki rather than being just his best friend. but the fans don’t know about that do they?

opening the door you snark, “oh guys look! it’s my least favorite person!” maki laughs at your words, “it’s [your fandom name]’s favorite boy, actually!” you roll your eyes, “you are not their favorite boy,” you snicker as you look at some of the comments. 

commenter: OMG HI MAKI  commenter: he is our favorite boy  commenter: y/n ur being mean stop  commenter: MAKIYN TIME  commenter: THE BESTIES!!!!!

“guys i’m not being mean, he’s just an employed unemployed loser,” you joke as maki finds a seat to sit down. “what are you even doing here?” you scoff at him, “can i not see my best friend?” he smiles at you endearingly. “no you can not,” you retorted. 

commenter: HOW HAVE U BEEN MAKI  commenter: we’ve missed u  commenter: play some songs from &team!!! commenter: LOVE FROM USA RAHHHH commenter: i like ur hoodie maki  commenter: what’s your tmi today maki? commenter: MAKI CAN U SAY HI IN GERMAN 

you stare at the comments before pointing at one, “maki, they wanna know your tmi, what’s your tmi today?” you smile a bit as you turn your chair to maki, “hmm… oh! i actually called y/n right when i woke up!” 

your smile nearly drops. 

he called you because he had morning wood. fucking morning wood. that’s his fucking tmi? half-assing his answer of morning phone sex? you stare at him, “oh yeah! i forgot about that, he was really… stiff this morning.”

two can play that game! 

commenter: ?????? commenter: stiff????? commenter: wtf does that mean  commenter: oh like he needed to stretch?? commenter: y/n what  commenter: huh????? 

“guys, no like, yeah, yeah, yeah! i was stiff this morning because i practiced like super hard last night, so i called them for some stretching exercises!” maki immediately tries to do damage control, pointing at the comment and looking back at you, just to secretly put his hand on your thigh. 

what does he think he’s doing? 

you stare at him, silently trying to say why the fuck do you have your hand on my thigh?! but to no avail, maki glances at you before looking back at the comments, his hand not leaving your thigh. as the two of you casually kept on chatting, you can still feel his hand drifting up higher and higher, right where your clothed pussy is at. you lean in closer to the camera, not wanting any fans to see his hand. but then a soft swipe ghosts over your pussy. 

oh he’s fucking insane.

you immediately curl your lips inward, not wanting to accidentally moan in front of the camera. maki though, wanted to play along, “y/n, are you okay?” he stifles a laugh, not wanting to give up this act of his. “yeah, i think i have a little stomach ache right now,” you say through gritted teeth.

maki takes this initiative to really feel you up, by pushing your chair out of frame, pretending to rub your stomach. when in reality, his thumb keeps on hitting that clit of yours. but the fans have no idea. 

commenter: what???  commenter: y/n are you okay :((((  commenter: a sudden stomach ache naurrr commenter: wait what  commenter: noooo y/n rest up!!!! 

all the fans are stupid for not catching on. there’s some obvious tension in between you too. but you guys banter like siblings! there’s no way anything could happen! 

maki swiftly takes his free hand and quickly says bye to the fans, saying you have a stomach ache and he can take care of you! but by taking care of you, he wants to just fuck you. literally that’s it. 

after the live ended you spat out, “you’re so fucking dirty.” maki laughs, “then why the fuck are you drenched?” he asks after discarding your pants and panties. all he’s left with is your sopping wet pussy.

he’s beaming– a little too proud he pulled this bullshit. he unbuckles his pants, giving you that view of his hard ass cock. he’s been fiening for this. maki doesn’t even wait, he slides himself perfectly in you, throwing his head back of how he’s been wanting this pussy since this morning. 

“god– you’re clenching on me– been waiting since this morning too?” he smirks as he drills his hips into yours, using the chair for support of his arms, allowing your arms to grab onto his. “so what i have– this wasn’t the time– fuck– maki!” you attempted to spit back before suddenly feeling the head of his cock go even deeper into your cunt. you couldn't help but think of the fact how he wanted your pussy that bad that he had to crash your live. but here you are, his cock is pushing deeper and deeper into you by the second. 

maki’s hips were stuttering soon after, meaning he was gonna cum soon. your orgasm was also approaching, indicated by the fact you grabbed maki’s neck to lean into a hot kiss, muffling any of your moans. in a few deep but slow strokes, maki cums in you, feeling how warm his ropes of cum were as he could feel the gush of yours. the both of you sigh from your orgasms, reeling in the situation. 

“all this– because– what– you were horny like 14 hours ago?” you pant out, trying to catch your breath. 

“y–eah?” maki smiles as he goes in to kiss your lips. 

“you’re fucking stupid.” 

idk how i can pump out this much– oh yeah it’s abt maki!!!! 

req for the phone sex in this love letter!

back 2 maki catalog

[katanablue]

Me: yeah I just started this blog yesterday so maybe I’ll put some of my writing out in the future

Also me:

Just a lil something to get the ball rolling 🫡

I used a spinner wheel for turtle+prompt+variation

Intimacy prompts!

07 Turtles + Diff Types of Intimacy:

. . . . . ╰──╮꒰💙꒱ ╭──╯ . . . . .

Leo + 31. holding someone by the waist

“Now make sure you grip it tight by the base, unless you want it to go flying out your hands.” He smirks, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches you adjust the position of your hands.

“How’s this?” You ask after shifting your fingers a bit. Leo nods approvingly, letting his eyes roam over the rest of your form, his eyes squinting the slightest bit when he notices the width between your feet.

“Better. Let’s fix your stance though.” He comes closer, gently nudging your feet apart while his hands hover on either side of your waist. He steps back with a tilt of his head and a raised eye ridge before lightly tutting and coming to stand behind you.

“Okay so straighten up more— yeah like that. Now,” He puts a warm palm on your lower back while his other rests on your hip, once again placing his foot next to yours to shuffle it into the proper position. At first you don’t register just how close he is, truly focused on trying to get into the right stance to hold his katana.

You had asked him to teach you how to wield them and he obliged but not after giving you a whole speech on how “katanas are not a toy, but an extension of a ninja.” And then he started off by teaching you how to hold one before even dreaming about you handling two.

“Okay now bend your arms just a little…” There’s a strong, intimidating presence about him but after knowing him for so long you know that there’s nothing to be afraid of, that he would do anything and everything to make you feel safe and comfortable. You can feel his plastron just barely brush against the back of your T-shirt, his presence like a flame that’s slowly enveloping you.

“Twist your hips now,” He slides his hold to your waist, his grip gentle but firm enough to maneuver you the right away. You can feel the edges of your lips starting to curl into a smile once you feel the warmth of his skin seep through your clothes and onto you. You look back at him over your left, pleasantly surprised to find him closer than you anticipated.

He’s concentrating on your body but once he feels your tender stare at him, his deep brown eyes settle to look right into yours. There’s a half second pause between you two, a flex of his fingers against your waist while his mouth creeps up into a faint smile as well.

“Good?” He speaks softly, the subtle movement of his fingers rubbing up and down not going unnoticed by you.

“Good.”

You don’t miss the quick fleeting look to your lips before he returns it back to your hips.

. . . . . ╰──╮꒰❤️꒱ ╭──╯ . . . . .

Raph + 8. interrupting with a kiss

“And then! They really had the audacity to—“

Raph huffs a laugh as he listens to you talk about yet another disastrous day at your job. He tosses a ball into the air while he sits on your bed, propped against your headboard while you pace back and forth in the center of your room. Every now and then you look over to him to catch his reaction, pleased when he makes a face of agreement or says a few words of input. It prompts you to keep going, thinking you’re almost done until you remember something else your least favorite coworker did.

“Did I tell you what they did last week?” You ask with an exasperated scoff.

“Yeah, babe.”

“And what they did later on the same week?”

He snorts, catching the ball in his hand before looking over at you and throwing it. You catch it with ease, tossing it between your hands while you wait for his answer.

“Yeah,” He tries not to laugh at the slightly defeated look on your face. He sits up even more and beckons you to come closer with a simple expression. With a heavy sigh you oblige, crawling on your knees before plopping right in between his legs.

“They’re just so annoying!” You exclaim, giving him the ball back while you adjust your position to sit more comfortably. He puts it down by his side and places his hands on your thighs, rubbing up and down in a soothing touch and trying to edge you away from the conversation you’ve been having (with mainly yourself) for the past 20 minutes.

“So why don’t you stop talking about ‘em?” He suggests, the faintest hint of sarcasm laced because he just knows how difficult it is for you to actually do so.

You open your mouth to protest, ready to claim yet another thing your lame coworker did that you just remembered.

“But Raph—!”

You’re silenced when you suddenly feel his mouth on yours, his three fingered hand taking a hold of your chin to keep you in place.

“No more talkin’. Got it?” He murmurs against your lips, giving you another peck. You lock gazes with him, those honey gold eyes piercing right into yours. You sigh through your nose, nudging it against his snout delicately.

“You could’ve just told me to shut up.”

His laugh is deep, rich and warm against your mouth, coursing through your chest when he pulls you closer to sit on his lap completely.

“I like this method better.”

. . . . . ╰──╮꒰💜꒱ ╭──╯ . . . . .

Donnie + 38. delightful smiles

“Isn’t this just the coolest thing ever?”

Donnie had managed to find a broken down photo booth at the junkyard on their last scavenging hunt, convincing Leo to let him take it back so he can fix it up.

What he left out was that he wanted to fix it for you.

“You really think you can get this thing to work?” You ask him, seeing his shell peak out just barely from the back of the machine. You place your hand on it, inspecting the once vibrant colors of orange, purple and green now a dull shade. You pull back the purple curtain to glance inside, scrunching up your nose when clouds of dust fly up and hit you right in the face. You wave it away, going to sit on the small bench inside and look at your reflection on the screen.

“Uh, have you met me? Been working on this thing for at least a week now.” You hear his voice a bit muffled from the other side of the booth, scoffing a laugh while he continues to tinker away at machine.

“Oh, my apologies ‘oh smart one’.” You remark, sitting back against the wall and closing your eyes while you listen to him fiddle with something metal. It stops a few seconds later and soon you hear Donnie pulling back the curtain to look at you with a teasing unamused expression.

“Hey, this smart one is fixing this booth up for you.”

His statement makes you smile, making you open your eyes to glance at him. You see him sporting a grin as well, warmth flooding his heart when he sees the way you look at him.

“Better have that same delightful smile when this baby is up and running.” He jokes, stepping back to let the curtain fall and go back to his work. You sit there beaming, cheeks starting to hurt from how hard you were straight cheesing.

It’s nearly an hour later when you hear his triumphant “aha, yes!” followed by the click of him closing the panel back onto the machine. Donnie goes to plug it in and the lights above you flicker for a few moments before staying on, the display screen in front of you whirring to life with some kind of electronic song blasting through the speakers.

“No way you actually did it!” You laugh and turn your head towards the curtain when he pulls it aside and sits down next to you. He rubs his hands together and leans forward to begin selecting a frame for you two.

“You doubted me?” He asks smugly, giving you a playful side eye while he scrolls through the selections. You watch him with a content smile, scooting closer to rest your arm against his.

“Never.” You reply softly, leaning forward to stop him from moving the screen to select a frame that’s purple with hearts all over. He looks down at you fondly, throwing an arm around your shoulders to hug you into his side.

“There’s that delightful smile.”

. . . . . ╰──╮꒰🧡꒱ ╭──╯ . . . . .

Mikey + 10. going on a date

“Dude, you are going to love what I have planned for us!” Mikey happily tugs you across the rooftop, your giggling like music in his ears as he brings you closer and closer to the date spot he set up. He had been planning this for at least 2 weeks, scrambling between his brothers, Splinter and April on what to do for the perfect first date.

Ultimately at the end he figured out he should only rely on April’s advice, given that she’s the only one in an actual relationship.

“You’ve been buzzing nonstop, Mikey! What, did you finally get your hands on the ‘Shell Invaders’ remake?” You ask, putting a bit more pep in your step to walk alongside him rather than behind. He laughs and briefly looks at you before returning his attention back to the front.

“Nah, but now I know what to do for our next date.”

That makes your stomach flip, grinning ear to ear and giving a squeeze to his hand.

“Next date?” You tease in a sing song voice, enjoying the way you can practically see his blush cross his cheeks. He lightly shakes your enclasped hands and looks over at you.

“Next date.” He states confidently, showcasing a big toothy grin when you’re the one who ends up flustered. You walk for another minute or so before he stops abruptly.

“Okay, close your eyes.” He lets go of your hand, bouncing on the balls of his feet while he waits for you to do so. When you do he goes to stand behind you and gently nudge you forward and turn left until the tips of your shoes just barely brush against the edge of a picnic blanket.

You can feel the warmth radiating off of him, even when he lets go of your shoulders and instead reaches down to grab your hand once again.

“Okay… open.”

You can hear how nervous he is, the hope that what he did is enough for you.

And it is.

You gasp quietly when you take in the scene of various foods and drinks scattered across the orange and white checkered blanket, perfectly placed at the end of the building. You lean forward to look over, a small laugh passing your lips when you catch a group of people beginning to set up on stage for some sort of performance. You look back to see Mikey practically vibrating in his spot, anxiously waiting for your words or approval at his date.

“Well…?” He asks with a shy smile. You walk closer and place a small kiss on his cheek, interlacing your fingers as best as possible with his three fingers.

“It’s perfect! This is… outstanding for a first date.” You whisper softly. Mikey can’t help but pull you into a hug, squeezing you tight for a moment before letting you go and gesturing for you to sit.

“Awesome, I knew April wouldn’t let me down!”

You enjoy the food and each others company for the remainder of the night, watching the small band perform their set list down below.

Yeah, this is a perfect first date.

[blue-jisungs]

[ 📚 ] highschool sweethearts

# author's note ... idk guys i saw the pic and sobbed… this is very random so bear with me ! i love wishies sm :( this is for my vv hardworking zanzan @slytherinshua ilysm baby

# warnings ... swearing teehee also if something is weird logic-wise keep in mind that european schooling system is a lil diff than asian/american so thats that! i tried to keep it as neautral as possible tho!

┆彡 SION [ 시온 ]

i just wanna say that i love him bye

um right yes

hes soooo FUCKING CUTE

i feel like he’d keep track of every exam you have n all the hw you need to do

definitely helps you out w studying for them but also does the homework for you even if you tell him not to :(

he just wants to help his girl out okay :(

if you finish classes later than him he WILL wait and walk you home, no matter the time or distance

he likes languages so definitely helps you out with studying for language class

OR if you’re a natural learner then he loves practicing pronunciation n conversations with you

demands kisses in return though ~~

during breaks he’ll often read so if he’s in the classroom, you’ll just come and hold his hand n do your thing

or! if the break is longer and he’s outside, you’ll find him reading under a tree… so you just lay in his legs, back pressed to his chest… and you doze off to gain some energy for the next class

also!! will not take no as an answer if he’s offering his food bc you forgot your lunch or are still hungry <\3

┆彡 RIKU [ 前田 陸 ]

i feel like he wouldn’t be the nerdy type of student BUT he’s not failing lmaosnosjw

he’s very patient so he won’t hesitate to spend all night to help you understand some subjects

deffo runs up to you in the hallways, not caring if he steps on someone 😭

riku is very energetic so he’ll be your personal coffee cup in the morning, when you’re trying your best to stay awake during boring class

he’s a lil prankster tho so expect stolen pens or goofy doodles on your notes >:)

tho makes up for it by buying you baked goods in his fav bakery :”)

for sure loves bragging about you so he will hold your hand in the hallway or in the cafeteria 🥹

and if someone throws a comment abt how "gross" the pda is… he’s smothering your face in kisses hehe

(he just couldn’t care less 😌)

┆彡 YUSHI [ 得能勇志 ]

whenever your boyfriend is missing, you bet your ass he’ll be at the soccer field playing w his friends

so you often bring him snacks or water (or goodies if it’s cold!)

yushi tends to be shy so he’ll quickly peck your cheek as a thank you and run off to go back, face dusted w pink :”)

and it just makes him so happy whenever you stay to watch him play

he’s in the school soccer team too! so you support him during all of his games <3

sometimes during breaks he’ll just… be here… while you study or chat with your friends… so he lets you do whatever you want w him, whether it’s playing with his fingers or making small braids or ponytails on his hair 🥹

definitely leaves cute sticky notes in your locker:(

i feel like he wouldn’t be too big on pda BUT he’d give you his jersey so people know you’re his >_<

and also carries your backpack/bag for you at every given opportunity:(

like you’re leaving your class and his hands take the bag off your shoulders the wery second you step out <\3

┆彡 JAEHEE [ 재희 ]

he likes music and history so you guessed it, he is your history nerd boyfie<3

will do everything in his willpower to explain everything clearly to you but let’s be real,, the excitement in his eyes n voice makes it hard not to listen (so you naturally learn)

(and if you pay attention till the end he gives you kisses)

jaehee is a very good student, respected amongst his peers and teachers

but he wouldn’t mind bending the rules for you

for example sneaking out during breaks to buy you snacks from the nearest convenient store…

…or running a bit late to class because he walked you to your class…

…OR having to explain why he doesn’t have his books (because he knew you forgot yours at home so he lent you his)

and so on

he’s just an angel:(

but! he’s very tall so he’ll deffo tease you by putting some stuff atop of the lockers >:(

will only give it back on the condition of kisses~~

┆彡 RYO [ 廣瀬遼 ]

doodles on your notes but its adorable so you don’t mind <3

you two deffo hang out a lot w sakuya too hehe

(sometimes you get in trouble bc of that but shhh)

he says he can’t focus when he’s studying on his own so always bribes you to study w him

and welp… you get too distracted by him… and always end up watching a movie and cudddling

so you decided to always study at a library, no distractions, no talking!

and bc it works, the library became your spot 🥹

often holds your hand under the table and draws shapes on your skin:(

will giggle quietly and look around to make sure no one’s looking… and then peck your lips as a motivation ^—^

loves cute stuff and will deffo buy you matching pens or pencil cases (often sakuya is included too but are we surprised…?)

┆彡 SAKUYA [ 藤永咲哉 ]

will bring you fresh bread or homemade bread on your important exam days:(

sakuya loves giving gifts so he’ll always have a small gift for you, no matter the occasion (even if it’s just a snack from the vending machine)

gets so so so excited whenever he sees you, will literally stop talking to whoever he was talking to and run up to kiss your cheek the second his eyes spot you in the crowd

waits for you to finish your class!! he just can’t bare being away from you >:(

his curiosity gets him in trouble sometimes…

… for example when he excuses himself to go to the toilet… but ends up peeking into your class to see how you’re doing…

shares his earphone with you during breaks🥹

sometimes you sneak to the library with him just to have a moment alone

(you get kicked up because you giggle too loudly at the jokes he makes)

not to be dramatic but he has to hold your hand all the time or will die

masterlist <3

taglist. @l3visbby ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @mon2sunjinsuver ,, @w3bqrl ,,

@eternalgyu ,, @haecien ,, @slytherinshua

[jellitchi]

vat7k designs in my head...

i thought their canon designs were a eensy weensy bit Unpolished so i made these mostly for myself. erm if u rly want it i think varian is 19 here, hugo 19, nuru 18, yong 12.

i also made rhem all playlists and had to draw them a cover so thats what the last img is I linked each of em under my notes for all of em... Under the cut is Like a Huge Infodump of notes i have for each chara,,,,,,

i kept varians design basically the same, i dislike the design w the orange neck thing so i just Nuked it😭... Here's Varians playlist

Hugos design i just wanted to put him in something more Loose. hes a thief, a professional escape artist. i dont think wearing clunky metal is ideal for him. i also gave him a prosthetic arm (blond w no arm design trope!) but u cant see it in the ref so i added another drawing of him in his under layering👍 i vaguely referenced russian(?) clothes for him as well... Yeah not too much changed w him i just tried to make him slippery-er. Here's Hugo's playlist

yong came relatively easy to me, if it wasn't obvious i did rip gaming from g*nshin's hoodie. i thought the lion hood was Adorable and freaking perfect for what i had in mind for hos character. since the og notes said the fire kingdom is loosely Chinese inspired i basically just kept that. i mashed tgt a buncha diff dynasties though sorry for how inconsistent i was... i think he looks Okay. anyways i changed yongs role a bit, ill explain why im adjusting some of their roles later but i kept yong as the Jinx Type character. hes the eldest in his family and has a buncha younger siblings, hes a lion dancer and does performances w his family/siblings. he rly like special effects n keeps tryna incorporate his fireworks into their performances (it flops and he has to sew up the dmg) ill explain more of yongs role in another post maybe shrugs... Here's Yong's Playlist

miss nuru was a bit of a struggle for me i might share my full design process with her coz i did a Bunch of mockups for her😭😭😭... i didnt have a specific country of reference for her but i chose to make her vaguely south asian inspired. i also really wanted to keep the sheer fabric w the star / constellation map. i love that idea its so cute so shes still technically the navigator. but she also wields a sword too, fencing or whatever. (her and varian r Huge Cass fangirls which is probably why she started tryna use a sword (snuck out to watch cass compete) Okay ill talk abt this later) in my head, okay ill Probably make a whole nother post talking abt how im interpreting/writing each chara, but in my head i think nuru is the youngest and her kingdom's archivist. shes mostly in charge of like Her kingdoms history / artifacts / etc. ok im getting too side tracked ill save the lore dump for later but thats Nurus role in the party. Here's Nuru's Playlist

uhm below i made their character stats mostly to help me with planning / role developing. the yellow is their base stats the color behind is their end stats i guess. i was gonna explain my reasoning for their stats but ermm this post is kinda Really long so sorry😭... varian max int for obvious reasons, also max charisma just coz i feel like u kinda learn a thing or two being around a couple manipulators and spending time in jail idk shrugs... (also lets not forget the "ud b surprised what ppl would do for a cookie!") Hugo slippery guy, if a brick is thrown at him as hes running hes gonna try n run faster to shatter it, his mindset is Run Run Run! i think hes relatively agile too but yeah mostly a Speedster. i think he n varian got no Physical strength varian maybe just like A little coz Farm boy but I rly doubt quirin is making him do a Lotta heavy lifting. yong has incredible stamina and agility because hed a performer. nuru is the strongest coz this team would literally Flop without a proper Offense😭... i think varian n hugo r able to outwit plenty of their opponents but i think nuru is pretty good in a fight, same w yong. Yeah Okay Sorry for a Long Long Post thanks hope u guys enjoy

[diluckissrr]

Hey guys welcome back to my channel

Halbarry spy au based on a fic my friend wrote for me 🫶

I havent uh...done hals character sheet yet but ill add it later

Okay lore time:

This is sort of a combination between the cw flash show and the comics because my friend only knows the cw show

Iris, Barry and Hal all work under the same spy agency (i guess its a version of the justice league but i think i need a diff name for it).

Barry "flash" allen is an agent well known for his agility and efficiency, and yk he loves a plan!

Specialty is cryptography and tracking people down (forensics background)

Picked up some code and info gathering from iris. B + I work really well together because they understand each other's fields and also are BFFs (yay!)

I like to think hed be interested by new technologies and gadgets because hes a nerd

Not a very good liar, Iris has tried to teach him her tricks and he has. sort of improved?

Iris "dutch" west is like the woman in the chair. (I named her dutch becuz of the dutch iris flower, its very pretty you should look it up).

She's known for digging up information and learns a lot abt the clients/targets/whatever so that her agents are best prepared (barry loves this). S

Works behind the scenes during operations to make sure everything goes smoothly

Very good at manipulation and getting things out of people.

Wanted to be a field operative but Joe wouldn't let her (its apparently dangerous or something...🙄). She does occasionally go on little unofficial missions that only barry knows about because a girls gotta have her fun!!!

Joe is some sort of supervisor for the agency btw. 👍

Hal "highball" jordan!!! Hal is overall a very skilled agent. He's a creative and unpredictable fighter, plus he's able to think quickly on his feet.

He really enjoys the risk of the job and sometimes gets a bit too into it which can cause some erm. predicaments. But hey! quick thinking!

His impulsiveness has put many of his partners in danger due to their inability to keep up with him.

Charismatic (rizz!!), helps him on missions that require a little people shmoozing.

Many people underestimate his actual ability and think he has gotten to where he is by nepotism/sleeping his way up but hes a very hard and ambitious worker

side note: Carol ferris is a higher up and after she and Hal broke up she sent him on really dangerous jobs out of spite. "haha yup almost died. shes so funny <3"

Barry sort of gets paired with hal as damage control and is NOT very happy about it because he thinks hal is incredibly annoying and impulsive. Hal is also not very happy about it because he thinks Barry is uptight and a goody-two-shoes. They are both not wrong!!

Because of Joe and Barry propaganda, Iris doesn't really like Hal at first but likes teasing Barry about working with him. Eventually hal wins her over

Barry can be a bit of a control freak in terms of sticking to the plan so working with hal forces him to loosen up and become more adaptable. I think Hal learns to appreciate Barry for his skill and respects his work ethic. He really trusts Barry and eventually goes along with his plans (even if he knows they won't go perfectly, but thats what improv is for). I think as they work together they build a really strong trust between them like 'Ik u wont let me die! thanks a lot xoxo'. imagine them gayly and clichely driving away from a mission in a cool convertible with the radio on. yeahhh!

[vivvangel]

could u do when enha sees u trying to reach smtg on top of tha shelf ( short reader ) tysmmm and I love ur content

viv's note 💌: this is such a cute ask, thank u!! tried keeping it gender neutral. girlies who read dork diaries raise your hand also nikis scenario is a bit diff ig ☝🏻 ✧ warnings: very small and precise scenarios tbh. enha x short reader, teasing, use of nicknames and swearing. fluff!

tiny | enhypen reaction to their short s/o trying to reach something on top of the shelf !

LEE HEESEUNG (♡⁠)

"what are you doing, baby?" he says, a smirk spreading on his lips when he sees you not being able to reach the top shelf. "just tryna-" you pause, tiptoing to reach it, but no avail. "just trying to grab my mug, hee" you turn around, pouting — heeseung thinks you're absolutely adorable, coming towards you and patting your head, grabbing the mug with ease, you could never. "here you go," he smiles softly, why was your boyfriend such a giant? you weren't short, he's just too tall! really.

PARK JONGSEONG (♡⁠)

from the bedroom, jay heard you screaming, "JAAAAAYY" — him frantically running to your voice, "what's wrong?, oh my god" jay's eyes scan the room for a second, "love, what's wrong?" he asks softly. you looked at him, as you stood in front of the bookshelf, with your hands on your hip. cute, jay thinks, walking to you. "my majesty, how can i help you?" he says sarcastically and you point to the fourth shelf, "dork diaries, i wanna reread.. dork diaries" you say, your voice trailing off into a mere whisper by the end of it. "goodness sake, love" he eyerolled, grabbing it for you.

SIM JAEYUN (♡⁠)

baking with jake, what could ever go wrong? nothing, except the fact you couldn't reach a damn thing. "i swear in another life, ill be born as a 7 foot nba player, for fucks sake" you huff, as a result of being unable to grab the sugar, as you continue mixing the cupcake batter to achieve a more liquid state. "yeah right, you'd still be a short dork" jake chuckles, shooting you a playful glance as he grabbed the sugar from the shelf, sliding it on the counter to you. "hey, you aren't that tall yourself, mr sim" you taunt, making him grin. "taller than the you, aren't i?" — "oh, shut up yunie"

PARK SUNGHOON (♡⁠)

the front door of your shared apartment flung open, sunghoon glancing at the door before his eyes went back on the game he was playing on the tv. "you home already?" he asks, glancing at you once again as you come in with your shopping bags, putting them down on the kitchen counter. "you will not believe what happened!" you say, sunghoon noting a frustrated tone in your voice. he looks behind, "mhm, tell me about it" and looks back at the game. "i was at the store, and i was struggling to grab stuff from the shelves and the worker there thought i was a fucking child, can you believe that?" you scoff, it was completely unbelievable to you that they'd think that — not that unbelievable to your boyfriend, sunghoon, who literally always towered over you. he quietly chuckles — "stop laughing at my misery, hoon!"

KIM SEONWOO (♡⁠)

"baby, i wanna do that big boy trend" you voiced out, sitting up on the sofa. "big boy trend? isn't that dead already?" sunoo says skeptically, side eyeing you. you whine out a please, and he agrees — "but cutie, compared to you, i'm like.. actually big, you couldn't even grab the bowl—" he says, biting his lip to hide the wheeze that would come out if he didn't, "i'm not short!" — "yeah, princess, whatever you say. now come here!"

YANG JUNGWON (♡⁠)

"wonie, i have something extremely serious to talk about" you lowly say, making jungwon look at you, narrowing his eyes. "serious, huh? what's up?" he says, his voice laced with concern. "i think.. i think i'm too short for you" — what? jungwon starts laughing, how does he have the audacity to laugh! "why are you laughing, won?" you question him, crossing your arms. "baby, you're so tiny and cute, i wanna put you in my pocket. -- oh? is this about you not being able to grab my tie from that box earlier?" he chuckles, and you nod. "you're so short, but you're cute so it's fine" — "so, you think i'm short?" — "i think you're cute, y/n"

NISHIMURA RIKI (♡⁠)

having a boyfriend so tall, makes you look like a little gremlin beside him (his words, not mine!) "riki, i'm literally not that short, you're just—" you tiptoe, trying to get the childhood photo of you out of his hands, you don't even get to finish your sentence, niki cutting you off. "i'm just too tall" he mimics your tone, bursting out in laughter, ruffling your hair. "hey! i wasn't done!" you pout, but he kisses it away.

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

kaiser with a kind motherly manager who says "you did great!" or "good job!" after a successful interview/press appearance and it sounds like she's praising a dog who just learned a new trick. kind of baby talking him just a little without realizing and he gets so bricked up and immediately bothered by it that he like. speed walks out of the room.

its so bad for him KSDHFJ

its like. the important part of this is that he really kind of rejects the relationship at first i think. kaiser is such a huge pain to deal with and his agency has bounced him through like several diff managers and they've all been driven completely insane by him - men and women. and so they take a different approach and instead of giving someone more professional, they have u step up to the plate

and you're like. an impenetrable wall. you have some experience with kids (maybe your own, maybe just childcare) and it's enough that it makes you this like source of complete Calm. its so easy for people to get annoyed with kaiser

its on purpose too. he knows exactly what buttons to push to make people angry and it's rare someone can get under his skin very sincerely. he figures you'll be just like the rest of them and give up on trying to be his friend or reason with him eventually. they all do.

but. But. you're Maternal in a way that makes kaiser feel like a kid throwing a tantrum any time he does or says things. no matter what kind of insults or berating he does you're just Firm. basically gentle parenting him. AND you're persistent about him.

one time, very much joking, kaiser does something you ask the first time and you practically Beam at him. and maybe just as a reaction, you sort of ruffle his hair and smile with your eyes crinkled and go "see? wouldn't it be nice if you could be a good boy like this all the time?"

instant hard-on. fuck fuck fuck fuck his life fuck everything. thankfully you dont notice but he does and he thinks about ending it all.

and then. subconsciously. he does get just the SLIGHTEST bit more agreeable. just a little tiny bit. and everytime he acts half decent you do the thing again. you really are very Motherly. you're an older woman so he guesses it makes sense but sometimes the way you tell him you'll treat him to dinner after a good match makes him feel the full extent of it. its very mother and her troubled son and he is Less Against that then he should be. the lines are sooooo blurry.

he wants to fight it so bad and he tries so hard but he has a wet dream about you in a way that makes him feel like he's regressed. if he was normal he could pass it off as a crush but the dream is of you letting him suck your tits while you give him a handjob and he stops being able to deny what it is and it plagues and ruins his life.

i think he comes onto you eventually. and it is genuinely in an attempt to push you away and make you disappointed. but then you flip it on him and give him a sexual favor and pull his pants back up for him afterwards and pat his thigh and he's so panicky and Oh No

its so bad JKDFHFSJKD. its so so bad you ruined him and he also becomes possesive over you in a distinct way. it's so misplaced like he's proving freud very right because you're not his mom. you're not.

but the kind of entitlement and the way you are the object of his sexual desire can only be attributed to some weird mother son shit. mind you not a mommy kink. there's not really a roleplay to it for him. he just kind of blatantly wants you to mother him. and it's so so so bad. he's such a freak

[littlelambscandyland]

Caregiver Headcanons: Clannibal x Reader

Warnings- Canon Typical Cannibalism, Spanking

The biggest difference you're going to get is their resolve. For example, Clarice will give into puppy eyes fairly quickly, but Hannibal can stare at you for hours without giving in.

Clarice tries to hold strong, but when she looks at you and sees her little baby she can't say no. Hannibal, on the other hand, sees it as protecting you from yourself, most of the time, sometimes though he does it just to see you cry. Sadistic fuck.

Both love spoiling you, however, and majority of the time if you point something out it's bought, even when you don't it may appear on your bed later that day or the next.

Clarice is much gentler as well with punishments. She may put you in a corner or scold you angrily, but that is the highest extent she'll go. That's why if you're being a brat you normally cling to her.

Hannibal, once again, is sadistic. He secretly loves punishing you. Most of the time he'll stick to spanking, but if you get violent or thrash around too much there can be some Manhandling.

They both believe in talking to you first in case the reason for your behavior isn't simple brattiness and may be something deeper.

Sometimes it can be hard not to regress around them when you're feeling big because they'll do or say things in a certain way that makes you slip.

The two switch off on who helps get you dressed and washed because they both enjoy dolling you up, Hannibal a bit more.

Hannibal is the one who cooks, and though Clarice swears he's not feeding the two of you human meat, neither of you really believe that.

Neither of them force any honorifics (momma/mommy or daddy/dada/papa) on you, but they both feel incredibly happy if you do grace them with a title.

Both of them can be incredibly busy. Clarice with her FBI work and Hannibal with his patients and extracurriculars. That being said they balance it perfectly so that everyone gets ample time together.

While Clarice sticks to nicknames like "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Baby", Hannibal changes nicknames constantly and is only inclined to actually reuse them if you give a really really good reaction to it.

Both love you unconditionally. You are their kid whether you like it or not.

~~🍽~~~~~~🫀~~~~~~~Yandere HC's Under Cut~~~~~~~🫀~~~~~~🍽~~

Warnings- Kidnapping, Drugging, Forced Age Regression, Canon Typical Cannibalism, Canon Typical Violence, Isolation, Restraints, Breast Feeding

I see a Yandere Caregiver Clarice as a paranoid woman. She's protective and coddling. She's seen so much bad. She's scared the world might hurt you, even more than it possibly has, and take her baby away. That being said she is aware that her affections are slightly off. That, what she's feeling is valid, but too extreme.

Now clash that with a Yandere Caregiver Hannibal.

I see a Yandere Caregiver Hannibal as someone who finds you fascinating and obsessive. He is possessive in a similar way he is with Clarice, but she can care for herself and you can't, at least in their eyes. He feels like he needs to protect you in a way he wasn't able to do for Misha, to not let any harm or danger even glance your way.

Obviously with their intertwined feelings they decide to kidnap you. Maybe they do it in a way you don't even notice you've been kidnapped and you just accidentally moved in, or maybe you weren't actually that close to them and are now being subdued with drugs and fluffy cuffs.

We could always go one step further and say you didn't regress at all before meeting them and through a mixture of drugs and manipulation regress almost regularly.

And of course we could say that even then you could be forced into pretty clothes and being read "Peter Pan" while still feeling like an adult, but being too drugged up to fight back.

If you don't refer to them as momma/papa or mommy/daddy they get upset. In your early days of being kidnapped you get in the most trouble for refusing to give them the titles.

Punishments are also different with them being yanderes. Clarice still isn't one to dish out punishments, but she will quickly call to Hannibal that you're acting up.

Hannibal will manhandle you a lot more if they're yanderes. Spankings will still be a main punishment, but added on to that list is isolation, being tied to the bed, being drugged, and (if Clarice is on the darker side) watching someone die, probably a loved one/friend.

This version of Clarice hovers much more. She always wants to be around you or to watch you. They got cameras installed in the house just so she could watch you when she's away.

Hannibal isn't much better often spending hours at night watching some of the recordings from the camera so he can watch you playing or being coddled by Clarice.

Both of them are incredibly understanding when you "throw a tantrum", but they can be quick to ignore your fear. Clarice because she doesn't want to think you're scared of her, and Hannibal because he believes they'll snuff it out eventually.

Some nights the two decide to have a "sleepover" where you come and sleep in their bed with them. Cuddled between the two sometimes uncomfortably until morning.

Hannibal has and will subject you to impromptu therapy sessions just so he can get in your head and manipulate you into relying on them more.

Clarice is the one to end up holding you after a nightmare or if your having a breakdown. Hannibal is probably making you tea or milk while she comforts you.

All of this isn't to say Hannibal isn't cuddly. No he just has to disguise it as reading to you when you're sad or "helping" you chop the fake vegetables Clarice bought you because "your technique is wrong"

Clarice is also more inclined to try breastfeeding you when she is a yandere.

Point being if these two chose you, you're kinda screwed actually. Both are highly praised and highly trusted individuals. Even if you do get out you'll be dragged back down and gaslit until you submit.

[indie-ttrpg-of-the-week]

Voidheart Symphony, Psychic Revolution in a Corrupt City

Guh- Wh- PSYCHIC ATTACK!v

Genre: Dungeon Crawler(ig?), Slice of Life (partially)

Touchstones: Persona, Psychonauts

What is this game?: Voidheart symphony is a game about sieging a conceptual psychic realm, and stopping evil in your city by any means necessary

How's the gameplay?: Voidheart is a 2d6 game, however how rolling works is dependent on the next mechanic: The game is split down the middle between two distinct worlds: The City and the Castle, while in the city you roll 2d6 and need to roll over one of your "Stress Gauges", basically representing your different attributes you need to juggle while in the city, Money, Health, Fame, How onto you the castle is, these are the stats you need to juggle while in the city, rolling under them usually incurs some sort of crisis, maybe you get a disease or a sudden major expense requires you to be homeless for a little bit. Meanwhile in the Castle, you get to break free of these fetters, Physical needs are no longer necessary, Relevant? probably, but you're not required to check in on them, instead you now use a more standard 2d6+stat roll over 6 system, your stats being named after the suits in a minor arcana deck. The game also has a fairly complex Relationship system, named Covenants, Major Covenants are assigned a card from the Major arcana corresponding to how that person is, and their relationship to you, and these covenants give you a power both in the City and in the Castle, which may be used to gain an advantage. This game is… complex and granular, to say the least, but it all wraps together into a great experience overall. Characters have different playbooks, which correspond to their roles both IRL and in the Castle, while there's some standard ones, a Navigator who's good at finding their way through the castle, a Smooth talking Icon, a Community leader Authority, a caring Provider, there's also some funkier ones; the Penitent used to profit from the castle, but no longer does, but old habits die hard, and its hard to trust someone after all the bad they've done. The Inhuman is a creature not of this world, blending into our own. And the Captive lost their body to the void, only able to manifest in the real world by getting help from someone else

What's the setting (If any) like?: Voidheart's setting is an urban fantasy setting where Dracula's Castle (vast oversimplification of the lore) has turned into an ancient eldritch entity creeping into our own world and protecting wrongdoers from consequences, making bad people be able to do anything they want with no consequence, maybe an abusive gym teacher is able to always somehow cover up his wrongdoings, or a social media influencer who steals all her content seems to always have something bad happen to anyone who tries to expose her… Either way, you guys are able to traverse into the Void, an alternate dimension where the castle lies, now in the void you… change, you become something different than what you are in our own world, for the better? for the worse? who knows! either way, the void is alien and you are currently within it.

What's the tone?: Voidheart's tone is of a world in its last legs… but that you can change! Voidheart is a game about revolution and rebellion through and through, you must destroy the castle and take back the world for the common people

Session length: 3-4 hours this game is bulky

Number of Players: 3-5 is a good number I'd say, its a complex game so try to not overwhelm yourself!

Malleability: Voidheart's setting is pretty set in stone, but the City itself can be basically anywhere, from a near future cyberpunk-ish world, to 80s Detroit, to a bog town in Ireland with a population of 400, as long as it can be fucked over by the big guy, the Castle can manifest within it

Resources: Voidheart has an online character keeper, and the game itself points you to many different resources that can be used to run the game

This game is probably one of my favorites, its so densely packed and just full of stuff, but it all works! it all blends together into one really fun seamless experience, its a great game that I highly encourage any prospecting game designers to read, and any player to look at

[justl-12]

Art process and rendering tutorials pls 🙏🙏🙏🙏

okay please bear with me as I try explain the incomprehensible mess that is my art process (I tried to take screenshots thr the entire process). Im gonna use this post while explaining (btw i use krita). Most of my 'process' is me fucking around and finding out im sorry

First I start by filling in the background colour and basic elements with the lasso fill tool and the fill block brush (a square brush). I dont know how much of a tutorial you want but I tilted the whole thing to make the composition more interesting. Id say try to have some foreground and background elements to the drawing makes it more dynamic (even if its just a shadowy shape in the front it adds alot). Also i always start with the background colours first so i can set the mood for the rest of it yknow

Then I add some line art on to it (on a diff layer) and actually draw the details of the character (which is the focus) using the fill block brush again (thats my main brush just assume i use it for almost everything) Oh and also i delete the orange shape of the character i used, and also messed with the brightness settings for the background to fit the vibe more

Then on a layer beneath the lines i do the base colouring (both background and character and try to seperate the figures a bit and figure out the colours.

Next is shading. I add a new later set it to multiply and choose a colour which fits (in this case green and orange i think) I use the waterpaint hard edges brush for this. This is normally where i wing the lighting situation but uh this piece didnt really have a complicated one? so its just in the obvious places (ie. underneath the tree, underneath the hat etc). make sure your shadows kinda dont remove the focus from the character by either making it too dark or too light around there? Idk if that makes sense im trying to give advice

Okay now rendering which i will try give a tutorial: I merge all my layers and make a new one on top and just go in with the fill block brush. I use the colour picker alot during this. This is where i smooth out the lines by colouring over them or thickening them depending on what looks nice (I think line variation is pretty important, id say thicker=darker and thiner=lighter) I also add hatching to my shadows and outline them with a darker colour (makes it look better ithink), just in general i fix up the shapes, add shadows for contrast/form/perspective and also a few textures (the treebark). Im sorry this isnt really helpful i just countinue to go over my lines and proportions using a basic brush and the colour picker till its nice

okay for this drawing i added effects (normally not there in my art) so ill explain what i normally do: I take one of my old art pieces (preferably with at least some interesting vibes) and liquify and warp it to resemble the effect i want

Then I mess with all the colour adjustment curves till it looks liek the colours i want

Then i blur it slightly to get a softer look and add some details (stars and all).

After that i use some multiply and add layers to make the colours more interesting (with an airbrush and using matching colours to the piece). Then is my favourite trick which is to merge ALL the layers and duplicate it and gaussian blur it (around like 20-50 percent idk) and set it to a lower opacity. Then i erase the parts in focus (the character) it just gives a softer look as well as bring more focus to the character. I just outline couple things with a light colour and im done :)

Hopefully there was SOMETHING in there but i dont thinkk any of that was useful

[ratskinsuit]

can I request a adhd!reader x any character (pls not Valentino or vox..) any gender

Hazbin Hotel Characters With An ADHD!Reader Headcannons

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A/N: Since I don’t get much info (I’m so sorry) I just decided to do heacanons. Now I don’t do mental disorder specific readers because I don’t wanna mess things up, but I personally have ADHD so I can do this. Although these may be self projecting a bit with my experience so I’m so sorry if it’s not okay.

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Charlie: Also has ADHD (Its just my personal headcanon, it may not be your personal one and that’s okay)

You two honestly can’t be together when you have something to do

Like you won’t get anything down when your together

Because the two of you just feed off each others energy and get distracted the entire time

Vaggie has to physically separate you two so you can focus

Forgetfulness

You could misplace you phone and ask her “Hey Charlie can you call my phone, I dunno where it is.”

And she will just be like “I don’t know where mine is either.” 😭

You two honestly share one single brain cell and switch it every other day (as an ADHD person I can confirm we do this with friends)

Vaggie: Keeps you focused

Okay so If you get distracted a lot she will be there yo try ti get you to focas

Mrs girl has fidgets and things to help you stay on tasks if they gel, if they don’t however,

Well she will try her best

Literally like the mother to you and Charlie so you two don’t do something stupid and he introuble

Melatonin is her best friend

If she can’t calm you down and it’s important, melatonin (unless you take medication)

She makes sure to keep track of all your stuff just incase you forget where you placed it

“Hey Vaggie, do you know where my-“

*Holds out your phone* it was on the kitchen counter

If you take medication (bcs for some people it lowers you appetite) she will remind you to eat.

Alastor: Doesn’t really understand; teases you

When you first tell him you have ADHD his old ass is just like

“Erm, my dear what’s that?”

Thinks you might be crazy till you explain

He honestly finds your energy and do-before-think attitude amusing

Does get pissed when he’s talking to you and you get distracted or forget what he was saying though

Finds it hilarious when Vaggie tries to get you to focus on things

Will finds diff ways to distract you, making it harder for Vaggie

Just enjoys the chaos of your energy

If you take medication for it he may or may not hide occasionally it just to see the chaos unfold (Before you come at me: he . Is . In . Hell . For . A . Reason)

Unless HE needs you to focas

Then you better be focused

Angel Dust: Loves hanging out with you

You two are probubly best friends fr

LOVES your energy because he finds it so fun

You two just go hang out and wander the streets, laughing and giggling together

He’s fine with the distracting and forgetfulness part, he knows it happens

Makes sure you eat. Eat or he will make you.

Honestly he’s just really understanding and knows that it’s hard for you to be able to control it

(Plz send best friend requests for him I did headcanons and I love writing best friend Angel)

While he does understand and love your energetic-ness, he also makes sure that you don’t act ok impulse TOO much

Like, stops you from making rash decisions that could hurt you in the future

Late night sleepovers

You two on the couch packing yourselves full of sugar and watching movies

Husk: Dies on the inside, also designated babysitter (Jkjk. Also I do realize that people with ADHD arnt children or stupid, this is just a reference to the energy)

Giving depressed dad energy

Like he’s just sitting at the bar cleaning up and your just talking at 50 miles per hour

He does however listen to the random things you say, he’s used to listening

Sometimes if you a bit chiller he will be able to follow along better and will input into the convo

Let’s you ramble and doesn’t mind the little quirks you have like interrupting him

He’s delt with worse

He has a alot of different stories, so if you have a lot of energy expect to be dropped off at the bar

His stories are exciting and can surprisingly keep most people’s attention for a while

He knows what it is but not the knowledgeable on it

But understands the basics on what it does and blah blah blah

Generally doesn’t mind the energy or the getting distracted, or the forgetfulness

Once again he’s delt with worse

Velvette: Somewhat gets it, gets pissy sometimes though

So she gets some of the “quirks”, like having a lot of energy, fidgeting, forgetfulness and getting distracted

If your her friend/partner she’s fine with it

She can deal with high energy and talking, she also talks very fast so she can keep up and keep a conversation

Finds different ways to keep you entertained so she can work if she can’t be in the moment

During parties she finds it hilarious

Doesn’t do the best with impulse control, she likes seeing what will happen and where it will go

Doesn’t mind the distractions unless she’s talking to you, then expects you to listen

However if you are one of her models or workers

She takes no excuses

You better pay attention and pay attention well

We all know she’s very demanding of her employees so you better hope she doesn’t notice you

Becwuse if she’s talking to you and get distracted or arnt paying attention…

My guy your fucked

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A/N: So this person asked for anybody but Vox or Valentino. But if anybody wants or if this does well I’ll make a pt 2 with them and more characters.

[lanareadsbooks]

Cliff booth x Ricks sister! reader <3

So this is a bit of a oc reader fic since specific facts are dropped about her. Y/n is used twice bc I had too. Also I imagine reader to be wearing very skimpy clothing like this. And that it drives Rick insane and also Cliff but for diff reasons lol :) hope you enjoy! Also did not proof read this so sorry for any typos. Also written in 3rd person.

Warnings : smut-ish, probably bad writing.

POV : 3rd person

Narrator: this is Y/n dalton the strangely younger sister of Rick dalton. Rick didn’t even know of her existence till she was four. Because she was a product of a very late in life couple.they aren’t exactly close but Rick is a tad protective over her. That’s why she was kinda forced to come live with him on ceilo drive when she was trying to go to some preppy college in Florida.

That’s also why he has Cliff watch her whenever he’s going to be gone for more than a few hours. Probably not such a good idea considering since the day she met cliff she’s had a borderline obsession with him. Of course she thinks cliff has no idea but but he feels the same way since their first conversation together. Cliff tried to just put it aside but he gets obsessed very easily anyway,

he tried to calm down since two weeks ago he tracked down the roadie that flirted with her when she was helping them on gunsmoke and broke two of his fingers.

Yup cliff has a problem, but other than the fact that he can’t fall asleep without thinking about her calling him daddy, he actually quite likes her. How she really loves the smell of laundry detergent to the point where it’s weird, how she still laughs so hard when anyone brings up that time Rick fell in the pool at 2am when he remembered he left his drink outside. How wide eyed and pale she gets when he tells brandy not to whine, or when he man spreads in the recliner. But as much as he loves her… she can be a bit of a brat. She screams at the blender when it won’t work, when Rick told her she could not under any circumstances go up the hill

to the polaniceskez just because she wanted to say hi to Sharen Tate, it’s safe to say she threw a tantrum in her room. Throwing things around ripping her sheets and then crying till she gave herself a migraine, Cliff had never wanted to non sexually spank a girl so But when she acts like that he wants to put her over his knee and make her wish she had been good.

Obviously he’s never done it, particularly because he’s afraid of what it would do to his and Rick’s

relationship. But mainly because he’s afraid he doesn’t trust himself to take off his belt around her ( because he’s afraid it would never go back on) he doesn’t want to hurt her, but if she acts like a child she should be treated like such. Or at least that’s cliffs old way of thinking.

But I mean, he totally understands why she acts that way. She’s a wealthy jobless girl whose brother is “ that famous guy from bounty law!”

And she lives in a mansion on a hill in Hollywood. If you ask cliff it’s Rick’s fault. He doesn’t give her hardly any attention except to tell her not to do something. No you can’t go do this or that’s too dangerous for a little girl! He’s just watching out for her but she’s starving for some attention.

The first time anything of the two happened was when Rick was gone on a weekend trip, to go out to the real country to film a “running from the Indians” thing. He was sitting in Ricks recliner and brandy was sound asleep next to him. And the poor girl was going on and on about some stupid thing her friends were doing downtown, but at the end she piped up…. Uh Cliff do you

think you could take me? I know what Rick said! But he doesn’t have to know! I promise I’ll be back- no ma’am I’m sorry, Cliff cut her off. Not only did Rick explicitly tell you no, I think it’s too risky for a girl like you to be on

ocean blvd at night, could get raped by a fuckin hippy no. He said the last word being muffled by the cigarette he had just put in his mouth. He stood from his chair to seem more intimidating. Cliff that’s not gonna happen! Why don’t you want me to have life ugh! She whined. Hey now missy I don’t tolerate whining from any body, you know that. He said pointing his finger at her. She didn’t

say anything else but stormed into the kitchen and after huffing for a few moments Cliff came up behind her laying a hand on her shoulder . He was about to comprise

because he didn’t want her to be upset with him too. But in that moment she made the stupid decision too lanch her hand out and swipe the bottle of Rick’s almost empty cognac off the counter and right onto the floor. Hey do- Cliff was cut off by her

grabbing an unopened can of brandys dog food and throwing it at Cliff. Big. Fucking. Mistake.. she thought. Of course Cliff caught it. She had never been great at

throwing things. She just stared at Cliff wide eyed after what she’d done. “Yup that’s it.” Cliff said a bit too calmly after he put down

the can. She just stood there unable to move as Cliff made his way over to her. . Before she could even panic Cliff reached out and

put his boot clad foot up onto the open bottom kitchen drawer, grabbed her hand, yanked her over and picked her up and put her over his knee. Holding her hands behind

her back.

Again, before she could even register, Cliff started smacking her ass. I-ugh CLIFF! What are you-Ah! She said as he rained

down his strong slaps. You wanted to whine and throw a tantrum like a child. I have zero problem treating you like one. Cliff said. She tried to wiggle off but realizing with her hands behind her back and dangling over

Cliffs knee, she would fall flat faced into the porcelain kitchen floor. She tried to apologize and plead with him a bit more but nothing stopped Cliff and his wooden

fucking palm. He reduced her to light sobs a tearful face and a hot red ass before he stopped. Honey I’m sorry i had to do that. But you don’t ever have any consequences

for your actions, sombody had to give you some. He said rubbing her back in soothing circles. That phrase really broke the dam and she started sobbing, her whole body shaking, hush, your okay it’s ok, Cliff said as he leaned down to pick her up by the

armpits so he could hold her to his chest walking back into the living room he plopped onto the couch held her still rubbing her back softly. She tried to push off him so she could run away and cry by herself but Cliff didn’t let her. Eventually she gave and

relaxed into him… she wanted Cliff worse than ever that day. But she was worried he only saw her as Rick’s disobedient little sister.

The second time something happened between them was when Cliff caught her sneaking back into the window at 3am. Now you’d think this would have the same ending as last time but no. This time Cliff wasn’t in

charge of her. Rick was home and in the pool despite the fact that it was the middle of the night. And Cliff and brandy happened

to be there still after helping him run lines around 1. Now no one knew this information but she actually snuck out to go to this 24 hour sex shop on Paris Street her girlfriend

told her about. She ended up being nervous and not buying anything thankfully, because she didn’t know Cliff would be waiting for

her in her room when she got back. She climbed up the lily trellis up to her room. Where ya been babydoll? Mh! She was spooked seeing Cliff sitting on her vanity

stool smoking a cigarette, I uhh Cliff what are you doing in here. She asked. Uh sugar I think the more important question is what were you doing? He replied. Looking at her

like she was in trouble. Not saying a word just sighing, she plopped down on her bed , excepting her fate. Cliff couldn’t help but laugh. Don’t worry I’m not gonna snitch on ya. He said laying down with his arms above his head next to her. Wait really? she said shocked. Yeah I don’t know what you were

doing but it seemed to be quick and I’m not in charge of ya tonight anyway. She turned her head towards him to reply, but then with his arms open and the California heat she realized she could smell Cliffs musk strongly,

in a normal situation she should be disgusted of it, but the only thing she was disgusted with was herself.. because she liked it… a lot. Then she realized she was

just staring at him and breathing deeply the whole time Cliff turned his head towards her and they just stare for a moment. She was the one that made the move, deciding just

to go for it quickly without another thought, she went in and kissed him. Cliff was shocked at first eyes open, but realizing she wasn’t planning on stopping, closing his

eyes and kissed her back for the next 38 minutes and 29 seconds, They kissed. Nothing more nothing less. Eventually Cliff went back downstairs to check on brandy and Y/n went to sleep. Dreaming of only Cliff.

The third time was when they actually got together.

It had been two weeks since they had made out and things weren’t awkward or any they

were honestly just two busy to do anything for a while. Rick had been invited to as a guest on gunsmoke and she was doing an internship for Mary McLean.(famous

makeup artist) But on May 15, 1968 th what still no one knows about Rick and El got into a awful fight. Cliff doesn’t know what words were said, but sometimes their relationship is still not the same.

Cliff awoke from his spot and fell asleep in

his recliner at 3:58 AM on Thursday morning to a bang on his trailer he went to grab his gun till he heard soft cry’s from outdoors. He

immediately knew it was in, placed his weapon down and unlock the door and opened it to see a crying girl in front of him.

Immediately without saying a word just

opened his arm in fighting she quickly to herself into his arms and cried into his chest for who knows how long. Eventually, when

she was able to breathe partially. Cliff asked her. You think you can tell me what happened hon? He asked no I don’t wanna

talk about it. She reply. Can you at least tell me who it’s about cliff asked softly? I-Ugh! Rick can be such a jerk sometimes! I can’t live with him anymore I can’t! She yelled.

And I’m sorry I came here but I didn’t have anywhere else to gooo. She said starting to cry again at the end of her sentence. Ok shh sh it’s ok don’t be upset, it took a while for her to calm down. And a lot of cliff holding

her to his chest on the couch, rubbing her arms up and down, and the weight of Brandy on her legs she calmed down.

Eventually, Brandy wanted to go outside so cliff got up to let her out and also made her an entire bottle of water. In that moment the

comforting way Cliff was treating herself. Made her very horny.

Just the fact that Cliff was like 30 something years older than her alone should turn her off. Making it easy to keep herself at a

distance. But obviously that didn’t happen.

Cliff? She asked. Yes? He replied from next to her. Hypothetically if we were to have sex could I call you daddy? Or are you not into

that. She said twirling a piece of her hair in-between her fingers.

They fucked until 6 in the morning. Then around seven Cliff made breakfast and then they did some more stuff.

Once on the couch till they let brandy back in

A lot in cliffs bed.

Twice in the shower

Turns out they are both into some weird shit.

And they lived happily ever after.

Thanks for reading! Sorry I didnt write a full smut scene but I am TERRIBLE at writing them. If any fellow writers can do them I’d be happy to collab!