#are you sure theres no rules against that?

[feelfreetopleasemexo]

HEY NOT SURE IF REQUESTS ARE OPEN BUT CAN WE GET MORE POLY KIRIBAKU X READER LITERALLY CAN BE OF ANYTHING I JUST NEED THEM

Kirishima asks for help

Hope this is okay, it’s the start of them trying out sharing, more than happy to carry on this story for more parts to include them indulging in poly.

If theres one universal truth in the UA dorms, it’s that every Friday and Saturday night you and Bakugo fuck. You never meant it to be a ritual, an unspoken rule that on those nights everyone goes out between 8 and 12, or they had to endure panting, screaming, things breaking and other ungodly sounds erupting from either his room or yours. You really did try to keep it down when you guys first started dating, but the more you explored each other the more intense and…..violent your sex became. If it was with anyone else, you’d be mortified at any sound leaking through your door,but because it was with him….not a single person would dare say a word about it.

It was Friday night, and as it grew closer to 7.45 everyone was getting ready to depart, almost looking like npcs with how instinctual they all were, as if this new lifestyle they had all fallen into had been ingrained in their brains since birth. Rhythmically they grabbed their coats, bags, shoes and headed out, waving goodbye to you as kacchan flung you over his shoulder and strutted you to your room. He slammed the door shut with his foot and threw you onto the bed, clawing his way up your body lacing your thighs, stomach and chest in tiny bite marks, claiming you as usual.

As he dug his teeth into your neck, pulling at your flesh, his hands grabbing fistfuls of your ass almost spilling out of them, a knock at your door interrupted him. He let your skin fall from his teeth as you both looked at each other in confusion, everyone was out….you had literally just seen them depart like they always do. His curiosity got the better of him as he bit down harder again on your neck quickly, making you yelp, smirking at you then walking over to answer the door.

“Did you forget the rules extra?!” He barked in the shadows face, apparently trying to reinforce the unspoken rule.

“Hey man! Errr…weird one but, can I come in a sec? I needa ask you guys something.” He huffed as he moved to the side, rolling his eyes and letting kirishima walk through the door. You sat up and smiled at him, trying to push the confusion from your glance as he sheepishly made his way into your room.

“Um. I need help.” His body rigidly, not his usual bubbly self, as his hands fumbled with the zipper on his hoodie. His eyes glancing at the floor, resembling a dog that’s just been caught ripping the couch cushions open with fluff dancing around its open mouth still.

“Yeah of course! Everything alright? Still trying to ask Mina out or?” You asked, patting the side of the bed for him to come perch on it next to you. Bakugo stomped past him, pushing his shoulder into him playfully as he jumped on the bed behind you, pulling you in between his legs so your back resting against his chest. Kirishima timidly sat on the bed, half facing you guys with his leg tucked under his other in a half crossed leg position.

“So…we all went to the flower garden for a walk last week, and she grabbed my hand as we were walking. We ended up holding hands the whole way round, and towards the end of the night as we got back, i hugged her goodbye before she went into her dorm and she lingered slightly before we pulled away…’ your excitement was evident as your eyes widened at him, expecting him to say he had finally kissed her, but his eyes darted away before continuing. “ but yeah, I buckled and kissed her nose, almost freakin’ biting it cause I was nervous and my teeth kinda crashed into it and…..it was awkward as fuck…” Bakugos laugh erupted from his chest, making you shake with the force against your back as you quickly threw him daggers. You punched him in the chest which abruptly stopped his laughing, and made his brows furrow at you, completely unimpressed at your force.

“Look, don’t worry about it, it happens! Maybe she thought it was sweet. Yano, manly but soft and sweet, not trying to push her to do anything maybe…” Bakugo scoffed at your response.

“No. It was dumb. You take her face and kiss her. Girls love that shit. Like this.” He grabs your throat and forces you to turn and look at him, as he sits up slightly and forces his lips to yours. The intense kiss forces a moan from your throat, as he starts to push his tongue between your lips, dancing it along yours. You start to pant slightly as he pulls away, the sudden warmth growing in your chest, as if it was the first time he’d ever kissed you. He turns to look at kirishima, smirking that he’d just proven his point.

“SEE MAN! I don’t know how to do that kinda stuff…. I know how to peck and that’s about it….” His eyes became devoured with this embarrassment as he looks down at his hand resting on the bed. Bakugo rolled his eyes, almost audibly at his best friend.

“Fine. I’ll teach you dumbass. Cm’ere.” He effortlessly picked you up and placed you next to him, as he shuffled down the bed to sit opposite kirishima. As he looked up, Bakugo grabbed his face and started making out with him. Your eyes widened as this was the LAST thing you expected him to do. Kirishima’s eyes widened too as Bakugos tongue danced around his, trying to teach him how to move them around each others, his hand tightening against his cheek. Kirishima’s eyes darted to yours as his cheeks flushed, clearly taken back but impressed with Bakugos raw talent, as you felt the familiar twinge of your thighs tightening together.

As Bakugo pulled away, he wiped the spit from his mouth and glanced back over to you, clearly flustered and admiring his work. He smirked at you and pushed kirishima’s arm, jolting him from his shocked trance,

“Her turn next. She’ll show you how to do the pussy version.” He crawled back to you and pulled you in between his legs again, giving you a nod of approval that you could also help his best friend out.

“Don’t make it weird though. She’s mine. Remember that.” He snapped, tightening his grip around your waist as Kirishima awkwardly moved up the bed to sit on his knees infront of your open legs. Bakugo helped you sit forwards slightly, so you could meet kirishima’s face. You cupped his cheek, looking into his eyes then down to his lips, and as your smirk grew you tenderly let your lips brush his. His lips still swollen from Bakugos aggression, you tried to show him the other side of kissing, it didnt have to always be raw sexual tension, it could be soft, tender, teasing. As you caressed his cheek, you tilted your head more to open your mouth slightly. Open mouthed kisses made your stomach tighten, teasing your tongue slightly to his, you could feel his smile starting to peak through. As your tongues danced against each others playfully, you could feel Bakugos hand reach down to your waistband, then suddenly he started to rub your clit over your pants. You jumped slightly at his reaction, but let a gentle laugh out and carried on teasing kirishima’s hot tongue. As you pulled away, Bakugos hand stayed firmly playing with you, his palm hot and heavy.

Kirishima’s face flustered significantly more now at the tender sweet lips he had pulled away from, as he tried to clear his throat and shake the lovedrunk look from his face.

“Um. Yeah. That’s more my style I think.” He tried to stutter, lips glossy from the shared spit between you too. Bakugo grunted into your ear, sexual tension almost becoming too much for him as he pressed his hard dick into your back.

“Wanna learn how to finger?” He snapped. You span around and as your widened eyes met his, you could see the pussydrunk look already glossing over his eyes. Was he getting off on sharing you? The man who doesn’t even let another person sip the same drink as you, was now offering his best friend to put his fingers inside of you?!

“Do I not get a say at all or?” You snarled, trying your best to hide the fact this was the hottest thing youd ever done in your entire life.

“No.” He stared back, grabbing at your throat with his other hand, as he continued to rock himself back and forth into your back. The heat from his stare only furthered your arousal, his grip tightening slightly as breathy pants echoed between the both of you.

“Um. I think it’s up to her man. I don’t wanna overstep boundaries or anything, and she’s your girl and you never like to share so I just….” Before kirishima could finish his ramble, Bakugo let go of your throat and grabbed at his hand, placing it in underneath his ontop of your pants. You looked back to kirishima and let out a small ‘it’s okay, can if you want’ as your cheeks flushed and your chest began to rise and fall quickly.

As Bakugo helped guide him, showing him how soft and slowly you liked to be touched, he mentioned that not everyone likes it soft, but that to begin with you should always do it slowly just in case, as it’s incredibly sensitive at the start. Listening to his calculated and observant teachings, your heart couldnt help but swell as you realised how much he had learnt about your body. Although he was a cocky asshole most of the time, his tenderness towards learning your body and learning how to make you feel good was almost overwhelming. If his best friends hands weren’t tracing all over you, youd of jumped on him and made love to him right there and then. As kirishima’s hands started to take over, trying his best to imitate the instructions given to him, Bakugo reached his hand to the thin fabric now soaked at your entrance and pulled it to the side.

“Now, start with one. Most girls can’t take more than that to begin with, and make sure you go fucking slow. Dont start ramming it in like you’re trying to find some fucking loose change.” Kirishima’s eyes darted to yours for approval, his sweat dripping down his temple as he tried his best to remain calm. You giggled and hide your face in Bakugos bicep, lifting your hips slightly towards kirishima’s hand. As he entered his finger slowly, your back arched and as you inhaled sharply, he quickly retracted his hand, terrified that he’d just hurt you somehow. He jerked to look at Bakugo and winced as he expected him to blow his face up, muttering quick apologises. Bakugos dark laugh erupted as he teased him, pulling his hand back towards your entrance.

“Don’t be such a fucking baby.” Kirishima’s eyes opened slightly as he felt his hand against your wetness again, letting out a sigh of relief that he wasnt about to be turned to ash. He reinserted his finger into you, going slowly, as you tried to contain your moan, terrified youd spook him again.

“Now, curl your finger towards her belly button.”

“Isn’t that gonna…hurt…” his voice shook, trembling inside of you.

“No don’t worry, you’ll be absolutely fine, now curl it almost fully, you’ll feel when you hit the bit,”

As he curled his finger, you bit down on Bakugos bicep, tightening around his finger inside of you as it pressed against your spongey g spot.

“See. Right there. That’s the bit that you need to be hitting. Now lock your elbow and rock your arm slightly back and forward. Kirishima looked confused as he looked over to Bakugos fingers, imitating the action. He glanced back down with such concentration that it almost didnt look like he had his finger inside someone, but that he was trying his hardest to figure out a maths equation.

As his arm rocked back and forth slowly, you started to moan, your hot breath making dew form on Bakugos bicep, as he instructed him to press harder and move faster. As kirishima shook your body, your eyes started to roll into the back of your head, you had completely forgotten that it was him and not Bakugo, as you started to whisper ‘kats’ from your lips. Suddenly, Bakugo grabbed his arm and started forcing him to do it harder and faster, demanding him that he put another finger in. As he did as he was instructed, Bakugo whispered into your ear,

“That’s it baby, Show us how good you look when you’re cuming.” Your body started to shake as you pressed harder into his chest, your vision becoming starry behind your lids, as your mouth opened and electricity started to fill your body. Quickly your breathing haltered as your hips bucked and your body started to convulse. Bakugos hand still gripped around kirishima’s arm, he helped him guide you through your orgasm. As soon as your body stopped shaking and your legs loosened slight, Bakugo helped slowly take his fingers out of you, the proud smirk dancing across his lips. Kirishima soaked in your body, and looked down to his fingers now completely covered by you, the honey dripping down his fingers and covering his knuckles. He sat there, smiling and feeling incredibly proud of himself that he managed to make the first girl he ever fingered cum, even if Bakugo helped him do the most part. He looked around for somewhere to clean his fingers as Bakugo grabbed them then made you lick them clean.

“Theres not a chance in fucking hell id let you taste her, just yet. Now get out. I dont think you’re quite ready to witness how to fuck properly….” He pushed kirishima out of the way, and forced himself ontop of you, slotting in between your hips as you slowly opened your eyes to look up at him, the euphoria dancing in your pupils. As he quickly pulled his trousers down, kirishima bucked back off the bed and scrambled to the door.

“Thank you guys! Im fucking buzzing. Im gonna go find her now and see if I can show off my new skills. LOVE YOU BOTH!” He shouted as he almost skipped out of your room. You both shared a giggle as Bakugo grabbed your cheeks in his hand.

“Now, let me show you what it’s like to actually cum.”

[ratbastard173]

who allowed kittens to be as small as they are

[abyssalpriest]

God I could and should write a whole fucking book by the end of this life here on Lev and his symbols

ill write it then burn it before anyone else gets a copy. or i wont. im supposed to be helping him this incarnation here to get a better anchor in this plane so maybe it would help more than itd be weird - im just getting from him the energy of "yeah no people already effectively have these things, people on my plane already know me inside and out to an extensive degree, may as well have it here too" you know. fair

[pittrabbit]

warning: explicit content, sex at work, very unrealistic and unserious lol, not proofread (so if theres discrepancies no there's not), assumed age gap bc im me, p in v sex

although it wasn't prohibited, dating your superiors (or subordinates, for that matter) was not exactly appreciated by your higher ups at work.

it'd happened a few times already, in not-so quiet ways. some worthy examples were robby and collins with their on-again, off-again situation, along with mateo and victoria's will-they, won't-they shenanigans. so, although it wasn't encouraged in the least, it surely wasn't against the rules.

that's where you and jack came in.

while other flings around the hospital were pretty much common knowledge, the flame between you and doctor abbot was not one people were very aware about. there were a few whispers from princess and perlah, along with a few looks of curiosity thrown by dana, but there was not much further than that.

oh, and of course jack's not best friend, robby, knew.

it was easier to keep it private. it was a scandalous matter, after all.

jack abbot, senior attending, dating his student? you couldn't even imagine the flood of rumors that would invade you the moment people found out about his favoritism towards you.

he tried not to let it show while working, while teaching you. however, there was a softness in jack abbot's heart that not many got to experience in the ways that you had, and once he'd given you a taste of it, he never withdrew it from you.

sure, maybe he did take some extra time to share medical articles with you. and perhaps he'd guide your hands through difficult procedures from time to time. he possibly also handpicked cases he knew you'd be interested in. but he also knew that you had the potential to flourish beyond belief with his catered attention towards your learning.

or at least that's how he reasoned it to himself when he spent a good 90% of his shifts attached to your hip.

people were aware by now that you were some sort of unit. although they didn't know to what extent your unity went, seeing you together, working the same shifts time and time again, wasn't rare.

but the thing about jack abbot was that he had this massive self-confidence.

he ran the place like he owned it while still working alongside robby, shen, walsh, and so on. his confidence mostly manifested itself in the form of self-assurance. he practically lived at the hospital, after all, picking up shifts here and there while knowing that his expertise was always welcomed.

sooner or later, he utilized this confidence in your relationship — both at work and in private. and sometimes both at the same time.

jack wasn't one for pda, that much was obvious with one single look at him. yet somehow he always got away with it, hiding it under plain sight while you struggled by his side.

his eyes were always glued to you, that intense gaze always penetrating yours with hidden intensions behind it. jack was heavy on eye-contact, chasing it without regard of how intense he could appear at times. while you loved this in private, it proved problematic while at work. one look from him was enough to get heat on your cheeks, always becoming too self-aware and worrying that others might've caught wind of the unspoken words behind his eyes.

but no one ever really suspected it, specially not due to your age gap. jack wasn't big on dating, much less someone multiple age brackets below him. so despite any whispers from the more gossipy members of staff, and his longing gazes, his actions always went unquestioned.

and so he got even more confident.

sex at a hospital seemed so out of mind for you. it was something you'd only ever see on those reruns of cheesy hospital dramas. yet here you were, recreating yet another scene of grey's anatomy with your attending.

the emergency room did not come with the luxury of on-call rooms, but thanks to whitaker's big mouth, jack had recently come to know of the perfect place in which to take you during the short lulls in time during your shifts.

the second floor of the building, completely empty and unstaffed, but filled with clean beds for the taking.

jack's hand currently under your shirt, fishing for the skin hidden behind it while his knee wedges itself between your legs, puffs of breath released into your mouth at the way in which you arch yourself against him. your hands, equally as messy in their movements, claw and explore at his upper body, often making a stop at the buff muscle of his arm — one of your favorite parts of his body.

his noises were low, both in tone and in volume, the perfect juxtaposition to your loud and high-pitched ones. with a many years in expertise at the human body (and a few years with intimate knowledge about yours), he knew just what buttons to push to get you melting under his touch.

never really one to be into public sex, you were actively trying to lower the volume of your noises, but jack had other plans, pulling out new tricks any time you lowered your voice.

"c'mon, honey, no one's around. you can be as loud as you want," he hummed into your neck, teeth scrapping that one spot that had you tilting towards the feeling.

"we gotta go back, jack, it's almost rush hour," you tried, but made no attempt to separate yourself from him.

neither did his nor his leg stop their ministrations. if anything, he became more daring, lifting your leg to wrap against his waist and working at the drawstring of both of your scrub bottoms. being susceptible to each and every one of jack's whims, you aided him despite your previous complaints.

pulling out a condom from his pocket, he lifted his brows ironically and gave you a smirk as he placed the corner of it on his mouth, ripping it open and consequently causing you to pulse behind your panties. by now your hands pulled at his shirt, finding the skin under it and feeling up and down the hard muscle there, verbalizing your want for him as you berated him to hurry up.

he teased you about it. something or other about you being "an insatiable little thing" before pulling himself out of his boxers and putting on the condom. but before finally penetrating you, he took further advantage of your neediness, dragging the tip up and down your slit, which was now bared as you used one hand to lower your panties before holding onto him once more.

jack shifted weight back and forth from his foot to his prosthetic, clearly a little tired of partially lifting some of your weight along with his own, but made no verbal complaint. it was very like him to put up with the discomfort, but you still always tried to subtly ensure he didn't overexert himself.

which was why you kissed him at that moment, walking yourself sideways til your back hit a table and jumped on it before pulling him closer, never once breaking the kiss. he chuckled at your excitement, once again placing himself at your entrance and teasing, this time just circling your clit with his tip before aiming lower and finally beginning to push in.

"fuck, always feel so good ..." he groaned, "halfway through a shift and still so fucking perfect for me," his nose trailed from your cheek to your ear, kissing it softly before nibbling at the earlobe.

meanwhile, you were braindead already, having needed this more than you were willing to admit. your head buried itself on his neck, biting at his shoulder through his scrubs and getting him to pound you a little harder after that — he loved when you couldnt control your reactions to the pleasure, it made him lose himself a little more each time.

"tell me how good it is, baby," he encouraged, voice low and barely heard through your gasps and the fast-paced plap plap plap's of your skin slamming together.

"so good," you groaned, gasping at the end of the half-assed sentence.

he chuckled, groaning too before beginning to pepper kisses on your neck, lost in the mixture of the scent of your perfume and the smell of your shampoo.

jack really could've lost himself in the pleasure, turning his mind off as he fucked you. this was always his favorite way to decompress, and today was no exception. it'd only been six hours since he clocked in, but he'd been a little extra exhausted today, wanting to take advantage of the forced lunch break robby had assigned him and stealing you away for the whole state-mandated thirty minutes of rest.

and he really would've, had a sudden interruption not stopped him in his tracks, with this interruption taking place as a sudden gasp from you — and not the usual gasp of pleasure he was used to pulling out from you.

he turned behind him, still inside you but now stilled. behind him he found not one, but two, of the freshly transferred residents gaping at him by the door for a good five seconds before turning their gazes down or away and closing the door back up (mostly).

it took jack a total of three seconds to step into action, pull away from you and turn his back to you, covering you up from any onlookers while letting his scrub top cover his (still hard) dick, hands scrambling for his pants before beginning to bark at the pair of blonde interns still hiding behind the half-closed door, stammering a reason as to why they'd so rudely interrupted.

"what the hell are you still doing standing there?", he raised his voice, still able to see mel gazing down in mortification through the gap of the door.

"uh, i, uh, robby was looking for you," she gulped, "he sent me, but, uhm, whitaker said he saw dr. y/l/n heading upstairs with you, and uhm, yeah," she managed through the sentence, still looking down while whitaker hid behind her.

jack sighed, hand running down his face in frustration while you continued hiding behind him, face buried in his back in embarrassment, "get the hell out. tell him i'm busy. i'll be down when i'm done," there was no more bark to his voice, not really one for yelling, but his tone was still reprimanding (and maybe a little mortified, an emotion rarely expressed by him).

whitaker nodded and bowed a bit in an unnecessary demonstration of respect while mel stuttered through some apologies as they scattered away, forgetting to close the door back up before mel turned back with another mumbled apology and closed it with an accidental slam.

immediately, jack groaned an exaggerated groan, coming all the way from the back of his throat. this was followed with a disbelieving chuckle. he then turned to you, pulling your head out of your hands and cupping your cheeks.

"baby, c'mon, it wasn't that bad," he attempted but failed at clearing the air, wanting to dissipate your embarrassment.

"jack! my coworkers saw you fucking me! they saw your dick inside me!" you exclaimed, eyes wide. being a first year resident, you were pretty much at the same level as the new interns. this was not only going to spread through the ER like a wildfire, but it was also going to make facing your coworkers incredibly awkward.

but jack continued chuckling at the mortification on your face, pulling your head down so he could kiss your forehead.

this calmed you down somehow, looking at him afterwards and matching the amused expression on his face. soon the two of you were laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation, leaning into each other as you laughed. it was probably just the shock, but maybe it wasnt that big of a deal after all.

his hand went to your thigh, patting it twice before taking a step back and giving you some space, "so, wanna finish or should we just make a stop by hr right now?", he lifted his eyebrows in suggestion.

you pretended to ponder over it, grabbing his phone from his pocket and checking the time.

"we still have ten minutes before your 'mandated break' ends," you did air-quotes, "id say we still have some time," you smiled suggestively at him, legs wrapping around him again and pulling him closer.

[k-aemi]

omg I'm so obsessed with your writing and fics, they are BEYOND amazing!! can I request big brother Kaiser x lil sis reader, like he get's home and he's super angry and needs to blow off some steam, so he just fucks her silly🙏🙏

kaiser michael ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ meine süße schwester.

smut, dub, mentions of abuse, blood, corruption, lost of virginity, manipulation, in/stepcest, view it however you like.

you and kaiser didnt have the perfect life. not with your mother leaving and your dad there to abuse the shit out of you and kaiser. though, the big brother he is, he always takes in your place when youd be the one in trouble. :(

but it didnt leave you safe, you got beatings too. youd cry to your big brother and hed only comfort you with cuddles, kisses and licking your tears away. promising a better life when you two would get older.

hed never let you leave the house because it was dangerous, but inside the house wasnt so safe either. you knew nothing of the outside world, you only knew how to speak. you didnt know how to read or write because you never attended to school. he says its too dangerous for a girl like you, they could use your sweet body for other uses. though its not like hes any better than those guys.

the rule still flew by when kaiser was eventually recruited to the bastard münchen team. both of your guys life became stable as he was able to make income enough to live comfortably.

the only rules applied to you was to never talk to any other guys. they only want you for your body, not your love like he does.

two, always just be naked in the house, plus its uncomfortable to be restrained by clothes in the comforts in your own home, well thats what he said.

three, just be a cute little sister and help around the house.

four, hes so stressed having to be top of the football team and making sure youre living the best life, tend to his needs at all times, like a kiss or cuddles!

and of course you obliged! your big brother always working so hard makes you guilty, youre so worthless all you do is clean around the house.

youre naked right now with an apron cooking up dinner for your big brother! youre not the best cook but you try your best because you know he gets all tired from football.

you hum in the makings of dinner, only to hear a loud bang at the front door. its kaiser! you go to greet him but something seems a bit off. his eyebrows are furrowed and theres this fiery look to his eyes.

“micha?” you waved the ladle around in confusion. you knew you should mind your own business but you wanna make sure hes in top conditions to do his best when hes out playing in the field!

the sudden impulse of kaiser throwing his duffle bag to the wall and fist clenching makes you jump. he always looks so scary when hes angry you cant lie, thats why you preferred to not bother him.

he lets out a low growl as he walks past you, taking hold of your wrist, tightly. you almost trip from how hard he pulled you.

“a-ah! micha wait ‘m making dinner—!” you just followed behind as you placed the ladle onto a nearby table. he doesnt even respond back to you, dragging you to his—or both of your guys room.

finally reaching his destination, he drags you onto the bed, making a creak sound. you yelp from how harsh he was being right now. hes sometimes mad, but hes never taken his anger out on you before if thats what hes doing.

he climbs onto the bed, his knees resting on the mattress as he takes his shirt off, exposing his tattoo that extended from his neck to his left hand.

“m-micha, what ya doing..?” looking up behind you with your back facing him while he exhales a breath, untying the strings of your apron, taking it off before throwing it to a random corner. now youre bare, all for him to see.

his chest flushes against your back before cooing you. “s’okay prinzessin…just let me fuck your pussy. had a hard day today.” he growled into your ear, massaging your boobs, occasionally pinching the nipple.

you can only squeal at the pain, hes gonna what to your what again? you dont understand the words coming out of his mouth. maybe you should of really studied more vocabulary during your free time so you can learn these slangs hes using!

he marks up your neck, trailing kisses to your shoulders and jawline. “g’na hurt for a bit but you can handle it f’me yeah? for your big brother?” he starts stimulating your clit and you whine pathetically loud. what is this sensation?

“micha feels weird!” you grab hold of his wrist to push back, but you think you just fueled his anger more. “damn it [name] just fucking let me. i spoil you rotten and you cant even let me do this?!” your body twitched when he raised his voice at you. you hate it, it reminds you of your father.

kaiser softens up only a bit when he hears your sniffles, he clicks his tongue in annoyance. “if you listened to me i wouldnt have done that. you g’na listen now?” he licks up your tears just like how he used to back then. using his fingers to wipe the other side of your cheek.

“y-yes ‘m sorry micha.” you mumbled out as your sniffles overpowered your voice, you can barely talk due to your emotional state right now.

“good, knew i could count on you.” he sucks on your delicate neck, nibbling as he rubs his growing bulge on your ass. you feel a bit weird when he grinds on you, letting out little soft breaths and grunts when he does it.

you let out little whimpers as his bigger self towers over your figure, you dont even know whats going on, it feels uncomfortable having that hard thing against you.

you let out a gasp when his fingers stimulates your bud again. letting out soft moans. “ah—micha…mgh!” he grins enjoying the little moans that emit from your lips. he rubs the sensitive bud in a circular motion, speeding up the process as the second came.

you only whine. you wan’ him to stop or maybe just slow down, but you knew hed get mad again. “youre so wet. you want it dont you?” he gives it a slap and you let out a pathetic yelp.

kaiser flips you over, finally staring at your teary eyed face. he loves the sight, he wonders if he can see his cute little sister in more despair as he continues this. he doesnt mean harm, he just thinks its his reward for giving you such a good life, running away from the past.

“want my fat cock in your sweet pussy yeah?” he spreads your pussy lips apart and you let out ragged breaths. you dont understand what hes saying!! kaisers vocabulary and intelligence definitely exceeded yours, hes a football player! hes gonna have to learn how to read and write.

your trail of thoughts is interrupted when you feel a long wet muscle lick your pussy. your thighs quiver as it closed in on kaisers head. “w-what you doing micha!” but he ignores your whines and spreads your legs forcefully.

hes eating you out like some bread crust rust. sucking on the bud and you feel his tongue prodding at your hole. you squeal grabbing hold of his hair, gripping it so hard you might pull off his scalp.

he latches off your pussy with a pop before unbuckling his pants, pulling down his pants to reveal his cock that springs up and down. “should be wet enough.” he says slapping his cock head on your pussy, coating it with your slick.

the sight of his cock intimidated you, what is that! why is it so big and long. “sorry prinzessin. gotta do this real quick.” he leans forward to kiss you, only to muffle that blood curling scream you let out when he intrudes your warm walls with his cock.

your moans and whines are muffled with his kisses, tears spill from your eyes and theyre shut closed. he latches off your lips as he coos you, patting your head. “we got through the hard part, youre doing so good.”

leaning back his hunger only fueled more when he can see that visible bulge forming in your stomach and youre crazy to think hes gonna be gentle now. well not like he was going to in the first place anyways.

“you see how good you take me?” his hand roams over the bulged that formed in your stomach every time he pulled out just to go right back in. it stings, but you gotta comply before hes gonna get super mad and maybe hit you like dad did.

you only nod weakly, your brain becomes mushy from this new sensation youre feeling. youre completely stretched out and you dont think you can adjust to his size.

kaiser smirks to himself, seeing blood spill onto his cock. fuck he thinks thats so hot, he popped your cherry. the smell fills his nostrils and he cant get enough of it. his elbows rest on both sides of your head and he starts his rough thrust, leaving you into a mess.

“a-ah! micha’! wait!” your toes curl and your hands clawed at his back. he loves it, the way youre scratching his back means hes making you feel sooo fucking good.

he wishes he put you on pills of some sort, he wants to cum inside of you so bad. your gummy walls are pulsing inside of him and the feeling is the best. the best pussy ever is his baby sisters.

his thrusts are so strong and he doesn’t even rest to let you catch your breath. all you can do is cry and drool from the feeling. big brothers so mean, hes hurting you and making you cry!

smell of sweat fill the room and it gets hot. you feel knot in your stomach and youre not sure what it is, its the same feeling when you would need to relieve yourself, but somehow a tad different.

“m-micha’ i feel something in my stomach.” your voice barely came to a whisper, its so difficult to talk when big brothers cock making you feel all light headed.

“thats my cock making you feel good prinzessin. s’okay just let it out.” he growled, fastening his pace if that was even possible at this point. there was this mixture of pleasure and pain somehow, you cant wrap your finger around it.

you tighten around his cock and he knows. he knows youre gonna cum. “h-hold my hand please..” kaiser in the heat of the moment intertwined his hands with yours, continuing his thrusts, letting out ragged breaths.

not long, something squirts out of your pussy and kaiser can only chuckled to himself. seeing the way your juices just continued to spill onto the sheets and on his cock made him almost cum. as a matter of fact, he should really start pulling out soon.

just a little more…he swears hell pull out he just wants to indulge in your sensitive walls right now. god you feel so goddamn good. hes having sex with you everyday. he tells himself he’s stupid for not doing this in the first place with you.

“agh—fuck!” he grunts in annoyance before pulling out, jerking his cock as his hot cum spills to all the way to your face<3

you dont even pay no attention to it, youre so out of your mind, catching up with your breath. kaisers dick falls limp and he lays besides you. tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“love you s'much."

was it too much? i dunno, hope you guys request more people for me to write :D i see my favorite writers liking my blog o(≧▽≦)o you guys really like the step sibling tropes , also since i had two other similar requests pls take this instead hope its okay with you anons! i dont wanna rewrite too many things over and over (-ω-、)

blue divider: kodaswrld

[lightsoutmatthews]

Wedding day jitters - William Nylander

summary: it´s the night before your wedding and theres nothing you want to do more than spend it with the man you´ll spend the rest of your life with, even if your friends tried to stop you.

pairing: William Nylander x female!reader

word count: 2.7k

warnings: allures to sex (no actual on page intercourse)

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The phone on your nightstand lit up for the fourth time in the past five minutes. You promised your girlfriends you wouldn’t check it because they all knew who was texting you.

Sheepishly you looked around the hotel suite to make sure none of them were still awake. All of them deep asleep, scattered around the floor of your bridal suite, not wanting to leave you alone before the big day tomorrow.

A silent sigh left your lips, there was actually only one person you wanted to spend this night with, but his guys and your girls prevented that from happening.

The phone chimed again quietly, this time with a call from the man who would make you the happiest woman in the world tomorrow.

You checked if everyone was asleep again, before you got up as silently as you could and left to go to the bathroom to pick up the call.

“Hey.” You mumbled almost unheard as to not wake anyone in the other room. “Hey, älskling.”

Williams voice was warm on the other end of the line. The nervousness and the stress that was lingering in your body the entire day almost disappearing at it reaching your ear.

It had been an exhausting day and there was nothing more you wanted to do than to walk over to the other end of the house to snuggle into your fiancées hold.

“You know you´re not supposed to speak to me until we see each other tomorrow?” you chuckled regardless, leaning against the bathroom sink. “Yeah, because Alex, Sandy and the girls came up with this stupid rule for some reason. I don’t care; I missed your voice.”

“My voice? We literally talked just a few hours ago, we went longer than that before.” A groan from the other end as you chuckled again. “Babe, the wait is killing me, it’s like the hours won´t go by. All I want to do is come over and snatch you away for the rest of the night.”

The desperation in his voice warmed you heart but also made you feel a little bad as you hadn’t argued much when your respective friend groups stole you away. He was right though, time had basically stood still the entire day, minutes feeling like hours and hours like days.

You told yourself that you could hold on for a few more hours, it had been a year of waiting for this day, a few more hours were nothing, but you were completely wrong.  

He proposed last off season and given there was not really time to get married during the busy hockey schedule you opted to tie the knot the next one. It really has been a long time coming.

“I know, but only a few more hours. I promise.” William laughed, a beat of quiet passing before he spoke again. “How was your day with the girls? I hope they didn’t go too crazy.” A laugh, that was almost too loud for the late hour, left your mouth as you began telling him about the adventure you´ve been through today.

“And yours? Did Sandy make good on his promise?” You moved from leaning against the sink to sitting on the toilet after quietly opening the door to the room, checking if everyone was still asleep.

He started to ramble about his day. Listening to him calming your nerves. You imagined him speaking with his hands while on the phone, smiled as his signature giggle sounded over the phone. Your smile grew wider when you imagined that from tomorrow on you would truly spend the rest of your lives together.

“And Auston danced on a table, can you believe that?” you focused back on the conversation and tried to suppress the laugh that was bubbling up inside you but the image of the Leafs captain dancing on a table made you actually laugh out loud.

Quickly slapping a hand over your mouth, you quieted your voice before speaking again. “Please tell me someone took a video fo that.” “You know Mitch did.” You could see his “duh” face right in front of you, as if he was offended you would even dare to ask that when you knew that Mitch Marner was present.

“He needs to show me all of that tomorrow.” A groan from your fiancée who was absolutely not pleased with the idea of having to share you with his teammates tomorrow out of all days. “Maybe not tomorrow.” You retracted.

“Tomorrow, I better have you all to myself, Mrs. Nylander.” You chuckled. Having been to many weddings before you knew the two of you would barely have a second to be alone, but it was nice to hear him think that way. And who knew, maybe there was time to whisk him away for a few minutes during the reception.

Rustling from outside had you freeze. “Be quiet for a second.” Quickly you put the phone in the drawer of the sink and sat yourself on the toilet again.

“What are you doing up?” Your friend asked when she opened the door. “Just going to the toilet, I´ll be right back.”

“I thought I heard voices.” Sleepiness was clear in her voice so you hoped she would forget about this in the morning. “You must have imagined things. Who would I be talking to at this hour? I don’t even know where I put my phone before I went to bed.”

“Oh okay. I´ll go back to bed. See you in the morning.” You shot her a little wave before closing the door again.

The drawer squeaked quietly as you opened it again to retrieve your phone, the call still on the screen. “Will?” A few seconds passed with no answer but then rustling came from the other side. “Hey, what´s happening?”

“The girls forbad me from speaking to you until tomorrow I had to hide the phone.” His prominent laugh filled your ears and made your heart beat faster. “I remember. I told you the guys tried to take mine from me too, you know how persistent Alex can be.”

“How am I talking to you now then?” Another laugh. “I stole it back from him before he left.”

The both of you continued to chat quietly. About nothing in particular, just enjoying listening to each other´s voices.

“Do you think you can sneak out?” A burst of adrenaline hit you. “Potentially? Why?” Rustling from the other side again. It sounded like he put the phone down to do something.

“Meet me in the garden?” A smile spread across your lips. You hadn’t seen him all day, the only communication you had was at breakfast before your friends whisked you away. “See you in five.”

You hung up the phone and quietly made your way back to the bedroom. Your friends deep asleep once again, so you grabbed a pair of shorts and a shirt and switched it with your white silk pajamas they had given you as the bride. The fluffy white slippers that went with the outfit stayed on because finding your shoes in the pile next to the door would probably cause too much noise.

It was a warm summer night in Sweden. The mansion you had rented about two hours from Stockholm was surrounded by beautiful land and a massive flower garden at the back. It truly was the most beautiful location for a wedding.

The door of the room thankfully opened quietly, unlike many of the others in the older home. The hallway was quiet. You knew the rooms around the bridal suite belonged mostly to your friends who were asleep on your floor, but some belonged to family members who you didn’t want to wake under any circumstances.

Sneaking down the stairs made you feel like you were in a spy movie breaking into the enemies house to get intel. The thought made you chuckle, which you tried to keep quiet.

When you passed the kitchen, you remembered that there were some left over cupcakes from the rehearsal dinner yesterday in the fridge, so you went and grabbed two to bring outside with you.

The patio doors were already open, so you assumed that your fiancée was already outside waiting for you.

Your heart started to beat faster when you spotted his brought shoulders near the fountain in the middle of the garden. He was wearing a tank top and his signature Sugo hat as well as shorts which showed off his massive thighs.

“Hey.” You whispered when you were close enough. “Hey, älskling.” A massive smile spread across his face when he looked over you. He made sure to take the cupcakes out of your hand and place them on the side of the fountain before he wrapped his strong arms around you and pulled you into his chest.

“I missed you today.” His voice merely above a whisper but goosebumps still spread all over your arms.

You leaned back and pulled his head down to place a tender kiss to his lips. “Missed you too. Let´s please find a way to punish our friends for coming up with the idea that the bride and groom should not spend the day prior to the wedding together.” He laughed as he buried his head into your shoulder.

The both of you slowly starting to sway left and right as if you were dancing to a slow song. No one said anything but the intimacy of the moment was exactly what you needed after the day you had.

He kept pressing soft kisses to the top of your head as you swayed. You didn’t know how much time passed but it didn’t matter. You were simply enjoying being her with him, enjoying some moments of quiet before the chaos would start.

After a while you sat down on the edge of the fountain. His arm wrapped around your shoulder; your head nestled against his. “Do you remember the first time we went to Sweden together?” He asked quietly.

You knew exactly what he was referring to. The first time you visited his home country during an off season a few years ago you were supposed to meet most of his family. You were so scared to make a bad impression you were pacing around his and Alex´s apartment in Stockholm like someone was chasing you.

That evening, the day before you were supposed to meet everyone at his parents’ house for brunch, he took you out of the city. He drove you to a lake about an hour outside of Stockholm where you just laid on the grass for a bit while Pablo and Banksy were running around you.

You talked about everything and nothing and it calmed your nerves. You never told him that you were incredibly nervous to meet his family, but he knew, and he took time to calm your nerves. That was the first time you really realized that you found your person. The man who understood you without many words and who always knew what you needed the most even without telling him.

Now, years later, about to get married he did the same thing. You didn’t know how he knew but he did. “Of course I remember.” You pulled him up and walked over to a patch of grass nearby. when you laid down on it, it didn’t matter if your white slippers would be stained with grass patches or if you would get wet with the mist that was lingering.

William laid down next to you and immediately pulled you into his side. Neither of you saying a word. He brushed softly through your hair, and you drew mindless patters on his chest while soothing in the rhythm of his chest moving up and down.

Every now and then he kept placing kisses to your head, resting his cheek against it while doing so. The calm atmosphere made your eyes feel heavy. You felt the smile creeping on his face when he noticed. “Rest, älskling.” Another soft kiss, a hand brushed over your cheek.

Incomprehensible words fell from your mouth before you fully fell asleep but he only softly chuckled.

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“What the hell are you two doing out here?” You slowly came to your senses again, but were too tired to open your eyes.

“Would you keep it quiet?” You heard William hiss. You stirred against him, but you still weren’t quite ready to be ripped away from him by your friends, so you kept pretending to be fast asleep.

“Willy why are you outside?” You recognized the voice as Alex´s. Williams brothers steps slowly creeping into your earshot.

Your fiancées body shifted slightly but he kept his tight hold around your wrist as he shuffled, probably to face Alex.

“She needed me, Alex.” The words brought a smile to your face. “Wedding day jitters?” His brother asked. There was no verbal response but based on the movements of his arm around you he nodded.

A beat of quiet passed, something between the brothers passing in silence and as you were about to open your eyes Alex spoke again. “You are a good guy, and you made a great choice.” Based on the sound that followed Alex pat his brother on the shoulder.

“I´m lucky she chose me.”

“Danm right you are, and you better treat her like such every day.” You and Alex weren’t super close, you had a good relationship, no doubt, but you weren’t used to him being protective over you, especially not towards his brother.

You didn’t have any siblings so the Nylander’s were almost like yours, but you would never expect them to side with you over William. “I will.” Said man replied quietly. “Everyday.” That made you smile even more.

“You can stop pretending to be asleep now.” Alex laughed out. Your eyes flew open in shock, your heart jumping at being caught. Another laugh left the younger Nylander’s mouth.

“Traitor.”

“You little minx.” Warmth spread through you at the soft eyes of the brothers on you. “You better not snitch on us.” A frown spread across your face when you remembered that you had to try and sneak back into the room.

All you wanted was to sneak back into Williams room, nestle against his shoulder and sleep in his comforting embrace like you had just done out here on the grass.

You knew it was just a few more hours until you had to get up and get ready for your big day and you knew it was not a big deal to sleep without him. Lord knows that you had done it enough during his road trips but just the thought made you shiver.

“Hey, you´re shaking? Are you okay?” Alex ever the observant. William looked at you with worry written all over his face. “What´s wrong?” His voice laced with concern.

“Can I come sleep in your room? I know were not supposed too but I don’t want to sleep without you.”

“And that’s my cue to leave. See you tomorrow.” Alex waved goodnight and basically sprinted back to the house leaving you and your fiancée alone again.

“I don’t want to go back to my room. I don’t want to spend the night before our wedding away from you. I don’t care what our friends say.” You buried your head back into his shoulder, seeking comfort in his familiar smell.

“Of course, älskling.” He didn’t say anything else, just got up and picked you up bridal style. “You will never have to plea or beg me to do anything okay.” He leaned in and placed a tender kiss to your lips. “Only in the bedroom.” He added and wiggled his eyes which made you laugh and slap his shoulder lightly.

“Sleep, Will. I´m coming into your room just to sleep.” He raised his eyebrows as if he was offended by what you just said. 

“We´ll see about that when I do that thing you like.” Your eyes widen in surprise, and you yelped when he put you down just to haul you over his shoulder a second later.

“William.” You laughed, probably way to loudly, when he smacked your ass. “That´s exactly what you will scream in a bit.”

“You´re insufferable.” You gasped. “Yeah, but you love me anyways and tomorrow you´ll have to tolerate me for the rest of our lives.”

“There´s no one I´d rather tolerate.”

[mournings-stars]

Maybe the wrapping wings around heddies but the reader wraps their wings around the characters?

okay i rly like this but what about with characters that don’t have wings?? (lmk if yall want characters w wings cus this is kinda silly funny haha)

charlie

she loves when your wings wrap around her — every time she hugs you, she’s waiting for that extra warmth and when it comes she just hugs you even tighter

she wouldn’t ask you to do it, but if you put a wing around her in public she’s trying not to get too excited

cuddling is a must for wings. you’re sitting on the couch? she wants a nice feathery blanket. lying in bed? same thing. watching a scary movie? she’s using your wings as a shield to duck under anytime theres a jump scare

if you asked her if she’d like a wing, she’s the happiest you’ve ever seen her

“im starting to wonder if you’re just dating me for my wings,” you’d joke and she’d laugh and say, “they’re definitely a plus” while running her finger over the top of one (this girl likes to tease i know it)

she loves when you cuddle up to her and wrap your wings around her, like she just melts

she does not let anyone play with them. ever. if niffty tried to go scurrying around them, she’s taking her away faster than she can blink

your wings are hers as much as they are yours, but that’s a silent rule between you two that she doesn’t plan on voicing

she just gives “let me be your wings” from thumbelina vibes like you would have a duet like that

alastor

now if you ever need to gossip, he’s clearing his throat and you’re shielding your conversation with your wings while you two laugh and whisper

he does not want anyone touching him but if you put a wing around him he knows you guys have some important business to talk about

sometimes you throw up your wing, whisper, and he has to stop himself from laughing when you quickly put your wing down, alastor batting it with his microphone as you laughed

now if he’s ever hurt, that’s when your wings go around him, making sure no one sees so he can escape to saftey

you’d always come to his rescue even if he got mad at you for it, wings wrapping around him as you struck his attacker faster than he could summon his shadows (and he definitely gets pissed about it but hey what are … friends …. for!)

wings are for shit talking and the occasional life saver when it comes to al

angel dust

he loves the security of your wings

after a long day, you’d just lie in his room, wings wrapped around him as he held you close — he’d either fall asleep or want to sit in silence like that, but either way you were happy to help

sometimes you’d just sit at the bar, wing around him as you talked and laughed together

whenever you went out together, your wings were a strict barrier that no one dared to cross. you put a wing in front of angel when some guy approaches him? he and every other demon are backing off for the rest of the night. you’re walking down the street? wing around him and no one is approaching you

he definitely asks you to do it (in his own very special way) and he likes to tease you when you’re around other people

but you both know he treasures the safety your wings give him

pentious

my boy pentious 100% thinks you’ve turned against him the first time you drape your wings over him — you could’ve literally been sleeping and he’d accuse you of trying to smother him

“i was sleeping!” “your subconscious mind plans to kill me, too!”

he warms up to it though because the next time it happens you’re fast asleep and theres no attempt to block his airways, or whatever he thought you’d do, so he snuggles into the warmth

being a snake (i love snakes im gonna b a lil nerdy about this one) pen likes to burrow. especially at night. he’d start to curl up under the warmth of your wings and rest there until you eventually moved

some days you’d wake up and he’d be completely hidden beneath your wings. if you lift one, he’d very quickly tug it back (definitely how he found out about sensitive wings)

he felt very bad :(

cherri

wings are for parties!

they give you the best dance numbers — dramatic reveal, awesome poses, super dope flying routine…!

then they’re for comedowns because once you’re home from the club shit hits the fan and you’re wrapping your wings around her so she can even try to sleep

but then the morning comes and you brush it off cus it’s time to blow shit up!

definitely using your wings as a shield though — they’re probably dyed pink and red by now, with all the times you’ve had to cover the two of you from explosives

but she finds it super hot so…

velvette

she likes to fuck with you

1000% uses them as her personal armor — you’re basically a body guard

she’ll wrap them around herself while looking in the mirror, modeling your wings like a feather coat

“my wings are not going in your collection,” you’d have to tell her, still pulling her closer with them as you met her eyes in the mirror

“yeah, guess you’re right. can’t have anyone else getting a hold of these, can we?”

she loves being wrapped in them while she sleeps — she loves you sleeping next her, cause then she can lay them however she wants

it’s always best when you’re wings fold in and bring her closer though

definitely been used for a private moment in the office

she says they’re your best asset

vox

now this man is, under no circumstances, letting you wrap your wings around him

in public? absolutely not…

in private? well…. no! totally not!

at least not until you’re asleep and he’s situating himself beneath them. it’s not his fault a feather blanket helps him fall asleep

you’ve definitely waited until he fell asleep, draped you wings over him, and watched him relax into them

he’s not slick

like at all

not even in public

he’ll touch them and the minute one even wraps around him, his screen is buffering

speaking of in public… just wait til you’re at a party. he’s drunk and all over you, touching your wings, handling them like their his own, you have to use them to shield the two of you when he gets too handsy, and he loves it; pushing your buttons until your wings are around him and being more than satisfied by that

niffty

girl is crazy

she cleans them, climbs on them, inspects them (almost rips the fuck out of your feathers)

there’s no way you can wrap that girl up, she’s too quick

but she would love petting them and thats why shes here

[sleepyangelkami]

pls do more of carl grimes😭🙏🙏 (can be smut or fluff idrc🤭)

TROUBLE ADJUSTING c.grimes

𝜗𝜚 WORD COUNT - 2.1K

CARL GIMES X FEM!READER

 𝜗𝜚 SUMMARY - there was a heavy difference between travelling the roads filled with dead people walking and alexandria, a place that you fear is too much like the old world. you have some trouble adjusting, luckily your boyfriend carl doesn't mind you using him as a human shield.

 𝜗𝜚 WARNINGS - anxiety, social anxiety, obvious attachment issues, aged up characters, (2) use of y/n, petnames, intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread 🩷

the roads were unlike anything you'd ever experienced in your entire life.

the prison wasn't exactly the best option but it was safe and it was secure. it kept the dead out and the living in. when you were at the prison, you were never told to leave the grounds. perhaps that was why the road had been such a shock to you and not the others.

you thought when you and the others got off the roads and found a new place to settle down, things would mellow out.

and by things, i mean the elephant in the room between you and carl.

you and carl had been dating for quite some time now. you'd always been close, you supposed. but on the roads? he was your safe haven. you slowly began isolating yourself into just you and him.

though he never minded, of course.

if anything, it put carl a little at ease, knowing you were always so close to him. during the prison, he worried tremendously about you, where you were during the night, what you were doing. you two weren't permitted to sleep in a cell together, at that stage.

but rick's rules began to disappear when death began to slap him in the face over and over. if anything were to happen to any of you, he'd like to think you lived doing what you wanted, what made you happy.

besides, you didn't really have anyone other than the grimes' family.

michonne and you had moved into the large grimes' house in alexandria. rick and michonne were at one end of the hall, judith's room somewhere in between and then it was carl's room. you didn't like to call it your room seeing as it wasn't your house. but the grimes' let you know that it was as much your house as it was theres.

"you wanna go for a walk or something?" carl questioned causing your head to move from his shoulder.

you and carl had this sort of ritual of reading comic books together since the beginning of the breakout. you were thankful that at least that didn't change now that you were in alexandria. "do you want to?"

carl shrugged, debating. sure, he wanted to. at the same time, he worried for you. it was evident that the change hadn't been good for you. once so bubbly and outgoing, you'd sort of shrunk into yourself. now, you didn't even feel all that comfortable talking to rick. "why not? the place is huge."

that much was true.

you'd never seen a place as huge as this, even before the breakout. you only worried that you may run into someone on the way.

"what's going on up there, baby?" his finger tapped against your head, bringing you back.

with a bitten lip, you tried your best to conceal the obvious anxiety bubbling in your chest. "i don' know... i jus' don't wanna see anyone."

"we don't have to." he shrugged his shoulders. "we'll just keep reading the comic." before relaxing back into the pillows of his bed.

but you couldn't leave it at that. "but you want to. you should go without me." feeling bad that you were restricting him from doing the things he wanted.

he could only chuckle lowly. "don't be silly, angel. wouldn't go nowhere without you." he didn't realise it, but truthfully, it had been the most comforting thing you'd heard all week.

you'd had so much worry caught in your throat about going out and meeting people that you began to think you were weighing the others down, too. "but i feel bad." you mumbled, voicing your feelings to the only person you felt like you could.

carl was quick to shush you. "i was just suggesting, maybe another day. y'know, now that i think about it, i'm kind of in the mood for hot coco and a movie, what d'you say?" though he was already getting up from the bed.

you sat criss-cross legged on the bed, practically pouting at him. "you don't like hot coco." you informed him, knowing what he was getting at.

"why can't you just let me do something nice for my pretty girl, hm?" lifting out his hand to you and letting you take it.

carl would never force you to talk to anyone.

a couple more days in the new community passed and rick was beginning to get worried. of course, he knew you and carl weren't normal teenagers, you never would be after the things you'd experienced in your lives. but he wanted you to be as normal as could be, and that included at least trying to make friends.

obviously, the man hadn't picked up on the obvious anxiety that followed you like a dark cloud over your head. so, he made arrangements with the blonde woman who lived down the street who had a son about your guy's age. who had a girlfriend and another guy friend. rick thought there would be no harm in at least meeting them. and if you came back to the house, not liking them, then he wouldn't force you guys to go back.

simple.

or at least it should have been.

you were sure you were shaking like a leaf by the time you made your way to the white door from across the street. worried you'd be looked at oddly, you didn't hold carl's hand, though you stayed silent, behind him.

the woman, jessie anderson, let you in with a smile on her face.

then you met her son, ron. "so mikey and enid are upstairs waiting for us, got some cool games if you play."

"uh, sure." as much as carl wasn't the awkward type, he still felt sort of odd in someone else's house. perhaps that was because he never experienced the whole 'teenager sleepover' thing.

you followed carl up the stairs, staying eerily close to him. you heard ron talk, even crack a joke. carl laughed and made a joke back. but truthfully, their words fell on deaf ears for you. your eyes travelled around the house, glancing to the family portraits hanging and so on.

you didn't look back until ron opened his bedroom door, allowing you both in and shutting it again. "hey guys." a boy with black hair whipped around and the girl who was sat on the bed, comic in hand, didn't bother looking up.

"oh, hey." the boy didn't exactly say hi to ron, more so to carl and you.

"hi." the girl spoke, not so much as looking away from the pretty coloured pages.

"so, this is mikey." pointing to the black haired boy who nodded swiftly before turning back to the gaming console he'd been playing on. "and enid." the girl who finally glanced up, eyeing the two of you before nodding. "and guys, this is carl and... sorry, what was your name again?"

three pairs of oggling eyes on you. you felt your own eyes widen and your mouth part, a little dry. suddenly, your own name was caught in your throat.

"y/n." carl responded for you, loud and proud as if he'd wanted to boast about you. "her name's y/n." instinctively, you found yourself shuffling closer to the boy, trying to make yourself as unseen as possible.

you swore you didn't leave his side the entire time you spent there. he got comfortable on the ground, back against the bed while ron sat above you two, at the edge, mikey on the desktop chair and enid, now on her second comic.

"so, how long you two been together?" you glanced up at the sound of mikey's voice. he was a well put together boy, expensive sweater and a collared shirt beneath. you were suddenly thankful for carl's dirty boots, cowboy hat and loose flannels. "been third wheeling these two for like forever. i know a couple when i see one."

carl and ron both huffed out a laugh, you did not. "yeah, we've been together for like forever too." carl's head turned to give you a graceful smile, one that had your cheeks turning a light pink before smiling back ever so softly. "hey, where's the, uh, where's the bathroom?"

you were almost tempted to grasp his arm and tell him you were coming with.

"just out the hall, first door to the right." ron answered, without taking his eyes off the screen.

"thanks, man." carl's baby blue's turned back to your nervous face. "i'll be back in a second, okay?"

you nodded, though you could feel the colour drain from your face without even looking in a mirror. carl left as quickly as he could, deciding that the quicker he left, the quicker he would be back. "so..." ron voiced again. you suddenly wondered how much he liked the sound of his voice, seeing as he wouldn't stay quiet for longer than a full minute. "not much of a talker?" you nodded your head softly before hearing the loud crash on the video game, jumping a little. "jumpy too huh?" you breathed out a sigh, shying in on yourself.

"don't worry." enid voiced, only now choosing to speak. "you get used to the noise again."

this caused your head to spin, what was she talking about. and without even having to ask, ron answered your question. "enid was on the roads too. i heard your group was on the road for a while, how was it?"

how was it?

"scary." you answered shortly, turning backwards and feeling your hands become clammy.

if there was one thing you wanted to forget, it was the roads. every day, it seemed as though you were loosing someone else. every day, you faced death and it stared you back right in the eyes. panic would come over you, wheeze it's way through your lungs.

carl would always hold you back, close to him as he stabbed his way through walkers with the others. but even that was a comfort to none.

every day, you were living, wondering if it'd be your last.

"i'll bet. i couldn't imagine living without my xbox." he snorted before pressing the shooting button again and letting bullets fly. it was now that you wished carl was next to you again, at least then you could squeeze his hand 'til it turned purple.

you wondered if everyone here was that shallow. if everyone only worried about their xbox or their stupid assets that in the long run, meant nothing.

"so, what do you think about alexandria?" this time it was mikey who'd asked the question.

"scary." you huffed out again. "but a different kind of scary."

"intimidating." enid answered for you. "it'll be like that for a while but you get used to it, just like the noise." you could tell that she was one of the good ones. the ones who don't care about silly things like objects. you could tell she'd seen the horrors you had, too.

"thanks." you mumbled, sheepishly glancing down to your fingers.

soon enough, carl returned from the bathroom, catching onto your face full of anxiety. he excused you both, stating that his dad needed help rearranging furniture or something or other. stupidly enough, the others believed you and soon bid a goodbye.

when you left, it felt like you could finally breathe again. you let out a breath of relief, fluttering your eyes shut and opening them again. carl was careful to peer at your face. "what'd you think?"

"the girl's nice." you mumbled.

"yeah? think so?" you could only nod in response. "well that's good, maybe you guys'll become friends. and the guys?"

you shrugged. "ron talks a lot." this caused carl to grin, a laugh puffing out from his cheeks causing you to do the same. it was much easier to laugh when it was just you and carl, even after everything you two had been through. "did you like 'em?"

"i guess." he gently nudged his nose against your cheek. "nothing compared to you, though." you couldn't help but roll your eyes, pretty smile dancing on your cheeks.

you huffed out again, noticing the way your chest suddenly felt clear of knots. "that was scary." you spoke honestly.

carl nodded his head, understanding that it wasn't exactly your thing. "it'll get better, though. just takes some getting used to." you couldn't agree more. "you're just having a little trouble adjusting, that's all. but you got me, right?"

the boy's elbow nudged you causing you to giggle softly and lean against his shoulder. "yeah, i got you."

he pressed a chaste kiss to the crown of your hair. "c'mon, let's go pick out another comic."

now that sounded like fun.

main masterlist/carl's masterlist

[seiishindraws]

Hey Izzie, I have a few questions about art! Could you tell us about composition, line weight and finishing a piece? Thank you!

Hi!! a bit of a difficult to answer question, but I'll try!

usually you want to make sure you lead the eye to the focal point of your drawing successfully. so you're gonna be using a combination of contrast, colour, and lineweight to draw the audiences attention to the places you intend them to. there's also a whole lot of composition rules you can research on but honestly! i most just feel it out rather than strictly follow rules and if something feels off i rely on the "rule of thirds" to help me out.

I don't draw that many pieces with backgrounds but i'll use some of my school assignments as an example

backgrounds are not my strong suit! but here you can see the one-point perspective immediately points you to the window and then your eye drifts outwards from that point to observe the rest of the room. Object closer to the viewer have thicker lines and more colour contrast compared to the objects nearer to the window which have a lighter line colour and also less detail in the linework, and less contrast.

instead of having the window dead in the center, i used the rule of thirds a bit and moved it to the left so the balance was more interesting. theres probably a more in-depth reason as to why it looks nice, but to me it just "feel right". a lot of my drawing is just intuition sometimes, sorry! the intersections of the lines here are about where you should place a focal point when youre composing a scene.

this doesnt just apply to backgrounds either, even drawings of a character against a blank background can benefit from these rules!

as for how i finish pieces... i genuinely just keep drawing until it "feel finished". again... a lot of my drawing process is simply intuition haha ^^; i implore you to do further research and study!

hope that helps at least a little?

[ssparksflyy]

percy x zeus!gf hcs pls!!! and could i request it to be more on the funny side and how percy and zeus have beef but also get along cuz of gf

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

percy jackson dating hcs ! ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

pairing: percy jackson x daughter of zeus!reader warning(s): little bit of swearing an: hi! ty for requesting <3 im literally not even funny but i hope u enjoy thissss! also theres a lotta taylor in this one 🤭

BIG REPUTATION BIG REPUTATION OHHH YOU AND ME WE GOT BIG REPUTATIONS AHHH

it doesnt matter if youre a social butterfly or antisocial, everybody knew you and percy before you even started dating

so best believe when you actually got together, everybody ( literally ) cheered

but your flirting era had to be on of the most painful things to watch

seriously doesnt matter if you got game or not, percy is literally oblivious and a LOSERRRRR

im so sorry but somebody had to say it

bro had THE BIGGEST crush on you and whenever he'd try to like compliment you itd usually sound a little weird

tell me why he'd probably say something like

"i like your outfit today! that shirt for sure looks better with those jeans than it did with the shorts you wore 2 weeks ago :)"

lil creep

cue silena crying in the corner because she made a bet with beckendorf and it is NOT looking good for her right now

WE NEVER GO OUT OF STYLE.

you guys are iconic

like well-known power couple

I'D be scared to train with you guys cause like what do you MEAN i gotta go against the best swordsmen at camp and the daughter of the king of the gods??

no thank you, i choose life ♡

when people are asked to think of a couple, they immediately think of you guys

everybody loves you guys for real

if you ever broke up ( which you wont, percy would probably just say "no" ) itd probably leave everybody super torn

ITD BE LIKE IN GILMORE GIRLS WHEN LORELAI AND LUKE BROKE UP AND THE WHOLE TOWN LIKE TOOK SIDES

if you havent watched gilmore girls, that basically sums the situation up. lorelai is literally like the town's sweetheart and luke is the owner of the most popular diner in their small town ♡ very cutesy

so sorry for the spoiler

SALLY LOVESSS YOU

she's literally so sweet and treats you as if you were her own child

she'd definitely bake cookies when you first meet and if you liked them, you best believe you are being sent back to camp with a baggie full of cookies

cant love you as much as percy does though !!

youre literally his queen

( sorry i say literally a lot )

he treats you like royaltyyyyy

always opening doors for you, walks you everywhere, follows the sidewalk rule, everything ♡

when its raining, he picks you up bridal style and takes you wherever you need to go, so you dont get your shoes wet ♡♡

yall literally live in the rain tho

neither of you leave your cabin with an umbrella, the rain just gives you life

AND I DONT KNOW WHY BUT WITH YOU ID DANCE IN A STORM IN MY BEST DRESS FEARLESS

one time, you went out for a fancy dinner, got dressed up all nice very fancy very fancy

BUT you BOTH forgot to check the weather

and it ended up POURING rain by the time you got out of the restaurant

and i kid you not

percy just grabs you by the hand, leads you out into the rain, and begins to dance with you.

no coverage, no music, no fucks given. just him and his girl.

he treasures that moment forever and ever

all the gods looked down at you from olympus and melted

neither of you care if you're disrespecting your fathers, you spend almost every night together ♡

percy is absolutely a big cuddler

literally just adores the feeling of you close to him

oh lord save him his drug is his baby he'll be using for the rest of his life

falling asleep together is so easy, you just melt into each other's touch

waking up is what's harder

neither of you want to leave the bed, and neither of you want the other person to leave the bed either.

percy's the typa guy to just have a sweet little conversation with you before he gets up for the day

you always get a good morning ( and a good night! ), then percy asks you what's on your schedule for the day ( as if he hasn't memorized it by now ), and what you wanted for breakfast that morning

he simply cannot get up without it

he's also the type of guy to just whisper sweet nothings into your ear if he wakes up before you ♡

he just goes on a little ramble about how pretty you look when your sleeping, even though you are sleeping while he's 'talking' to you

sorry where was i?

ZEUS.

the bastrard HATES percy and percy HATES the bastard

theyve literally been beefing since he was 12 years old

so best believe when zeus found out his daughter was dating this son of poseidon??? oo he was PISSEDDD.

poseidon is literally so chill with you. like he just cares that percy is happy. seriously doesn't care about who your dad is. if anything, he already sees you as family

zeus holds back everything in him to not kill percy on the spot every time you make out

he doesn't do it because he knows you'd probably walk to the underworld to get him back and hades would go feral if he got another orpheus & eurydice

percy gives zero fucks. he flips off the sky every time he walks outside

percy is so sweet and caring and kind and shows your father such respect like hes literally an angel 😇😇

i wouldn't say that he starts like actually respecting him, but he tries not to offend him as often as usual, just for you ♡

in the scenario that you'd have to make a trip to olympus, percy and zeus put on their big boy pants and try to tolerate each other

hera dont like you or percy bro she's literally just there

its okay though, you both despise her for kidnapping percy and wiping his memory ♡♡♡

JASON AND THALIA HOWEVER

thalia would definitely be the dramatic dad that zeus cant be (in person, at least)

whenever she and the hunters stay at camp she ( jokingly ) tells percy

"jackson, i want her home by NINE PEE EM. no later. i expect you won't be drinking, and you will be TAKING CARE OF HER. in the instance that i hear you DONT, i think you'll be taking a second trip across the river styx, you hear me?"

in like an sergeant voice and everything

percy plays along with it and salutes her going "yes ma'am!"

jason thinks you are so cute together

since you were at camp when the whole switcheroo thing happened, jason knew you first, and you were instantly best buddies

you told him about percy, and once he met him, he was happy to find out he was exactly like you described him

jason and thalia are ur #1 supporters ♡

in summary, alexa play that should be me

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hmmmm 👁️🫦👁️ yandere Doflamingo X from male reader who develops stockholm syndrome (I'm it isn't scientific but it's helpful ;-;) and ends up slowly warming up to/falling in love with him?

Doffy can be sickly sweet, always holding reader close, lavishing them with praise and buying things for them, but when reader tried to escape or got -what Doflamingo thought- was too close to someone else, he gets kinda dark. Cue some kind of punishment followed by him acting all good cop and doting on reader.

Some fluff/smut peppered in if that's okay 😭

Hope this is alright and doesn't break any of the rules

Yandere Donquixote Doflamingo x male reader

Headcanons

Tw for darker stuff ig? I love Doffy, hes my little crazy muffin. Probably not the best Stockholm syndrome, mainly just the reader being dumb and easily manipulated.

i feel like my obsession with doffys tongue is visible in this... exposing myself.

Doflamingo is known for being a master manipulator, so once he turns his attention to you and wants you for himself, he will have you one way or another. Theres a big chance you won’t even realize what’s happening until its way too late, and you are completely caught in his web of strings.

You had just been the average dock worker, working for one of the many companies working under The Joker in the underworld, smuggling all kinds of stuff. It was never your job to question what you were shipping, and not asking questions meant you got to stay alive.

You just happened to be at the wrong place at the same time. You just happened to be dumb enough to not have a sense of self preservation. You just happened to not recognize the 10 ft tall blonde in a pink feathery coat and goofy sunglasses. And you just happened to look so… cute.

You didn’t really have any friends on this island. It wasn’t the place you got close to anybody, and you sure as hell never trusted anybody, as everyone here was some kind of criminal. You were one of the few who wasn’t a blood thirsty psycho. You just had been given a bad hand in life and a lot of bad luck.

When the tall blonde started appearing near the docks on the regular, you didn’t question it. Questions should never be placed, and even though you had no idea who he was, everyone else seemed to fear him. So, no matter how handsome he was, you tried to stay out of his way.

You were a clumsy fool. It had resulted in a lot of punishment and beatings, but to Doflamingo, you were just so adorable. Like watching a little lamb running around thinking they were safe from the pack of blood thirsty wolves always circling.

When gifts started appearing in your dorm, as you were so low ranked in the system that you didn’t even have enough money for your own place, you didn’t know what to do.

You had never owned expensive things, so you knew nothing about the quality of things you were given. You didn’t understand just how expensive the shirt you were given was, or that the bracelets that looked a little too much like shackles cost more than someone like you would ever see in their life.

The gifts kept coming, and somehow your roommates disappeared, leaving the room all for you. One day when returning from the docks, it had even been redecorated. You almost had a heart attack, thinking someone else had moved in. But when you asked your superior, they had just glanced around nervously and said it was for you and to not question it.

Through all of this, Doflamingo watched your every move. From the moment you got up in the morning till you went to bed, and sometimes even as you slept.

Being who he was, Doflamingo had nothing against sneaking into your room as you slept, just so he could watch you. Or if he was feeling starved enough, he would lean down and kiss you, sometimes letting that long monster of a tongue slide into your mouth for just a small taste.

Before you knew it you were pretty much Doflamingos property. In the beginning you didn’t wear any of the fancy clothes or jewelry, not wanting to dirty any of it. But from one day to the next, all your old clothes went away, leaving you with only the clothes so expensive the majority of the world could only dream about owning it.

You didn’t understand why most of it bore a specific shade of pink, or that the symbol sewn into most of the clothes in one way or another was a jolly roger. You, in your oblivious mind, just thought it was a brand or print.

Doflamingo couldn’t help but feel pleased as everyone stared at you with fear and dread, avoiding you every chance they got, as everyone but you seemed to know you were his, and his alone.

You were right where he wants you, and little by little, Doflamingo would insert himself into your life. At first, you’d see him in passing, but soon you would see him every shift and you two would talk.

You were so concentrated with working that you didn’t notice how he always seemed to stare at you, and if he hadn’t worn sunglasses, you might have seen how he so rarely blinked, as if wanting to eat you up.

At some point he just happens to “offer you a job”, giving you the job of a lifetime. Doflamingo could almost have writhed in pleasure when you agreed, smiling so brightly and looking so deliciously stupid, to him at least.

All the many mysterious gifts you were given were moved, and soon you worked right under Doflamingo. Maybe as his assistant or something like that, some job where you would be right by him every day. Of course, you weren’t actually do any work that mattered, he just gave you fluffy paperwork that would be thrown out, since there was nothing of importance on them.

From then on you gave you his presents in person, leering and grinning when you became flustered and stuttered before giving a shy thanks.

Everyone in the donquixote family knew you were off limits as they saw the possessive look Doflamingo always gave you, or how he would pull you into his lap and claim there weren’t any more seats, using his strings to whisk whatever chairs were around away.

Working for Doflamingo, you ended up growing, what should I say, used to the treatment. You had come to expect his praise and lingering touches, or the gifts hed rain down on you. So when he kissed you the first time, you weren’t too surprised.

Sure you still blushed up a storm, but it had all seemed to lead up to this. To you, who still had no idea of Doflamingos darker side, thought he may just have been shy and expressed his feelings for you through gifts.

When you guys started “officially” dating, he got worse, or better, depending on who asks. I’m putting officially in quotations, as to Doflamingo you had always been his.

Forget about any type of work you were doing before, you were always seated in his lap now, wearing the clothes he picked out for you, and being a good little lover for him.

Dating Doflamingo also meant you quickly got used to gagging, since he’s the type of guy that always tries to shove his tongue down your throat, and with Doflamingo having the tongue he does, he actually succeeds in doing so.

Hes sickeningly sweet to you, fawning over you and piling praise on you, his large hands wandering and making you see stars whenever you are even a little bit in the mood. Its because of this it takes you so very long to realize what kind of monster he is.

The reveal was never meant to happen, but you somehow ended up at the wrong place at the wrong time, and you got to see Doflamingos true colors. Seeing him tear someone apart with his strings, that large grin on his face, made you feel sick.

After that you grew distant, and Doflamingo pouted and kissed your face all over, trying to get him to tell you what was wrong. But you never told him, just shrinking away from him, as the seriousness of the situation finally seemed to dawn on you.

Even to you, who wasn’t the smartest person around by far, it all seemed to click into place. From your job, to your clothes, to how everyone seemed to avoid you, isolating you to under interact with Doflamingo.

You needed to get you, that’s what you became sure of. Its only because Doflamingo never thought you’d actually try to leave that you got the upper hand. In the end you didn’t even get off the island, but you were smart enough to get out of his base and to the docks where you had worked before.

But as you were about to board a ship to get outta there, strings seemed to cage in the entire island, like a birdcage. Doflamingo had realized you were gone, and he was pissed.

Before you knew it, conquerors haki covered the entire island, knocking you out almost immediately, but not before you felt your heart sink to the bottom of your feet, the reality of Doflamingos strength finally hitting you.

When you wake up again, you find yourself in Doflamingos bedroom, golden shackles similar to the bracelets you were given keeping you locked to the bed.

It takes you a moment to notice him, but when you do you almost throw up from the fear it causes. There in the corner sits Doflamingo, but for the first time since you’ve met him, he looks angry. No, he doesn’t look angry, he looks enraged.

He doesn’t even demand an answer from you as to why you tried to run. He just gets to his feet and approaches you, and for the first time his 10 feet of height scares you. But then he doesn’t something unexpected. He cradles your face in his hands and coos at you, treating you as if you were some kind of child or animal that had broken the rules, not because you wanted too, but because you were so very dumb you didn’t realize you broke them.

All these months of being with Doflamingo from morning till dawn as caused you to love him, its no secret. Its just a reaction of the human psyche, so part of you had been scared of disappointing him. It also makes your insides flutter at his cooing, even as he calls you a brainless stupid idiot who can’t think for themselves.

All his cooing and sugar sweet but cruel words makes you cry, making Doflamingo smirk when you sob into his chest, apologizing for running away. When you agree with him that you are stupid and can’t make decisions on your own, he knows he’s won. Well, he’s known he’s had you for months, but seeing you admit it is euphoric.

Doflamingo ends up holding you in his arms and cooing at you, pouting and sounding of so sweet as you cry, telling you he forgives you. But there must be consequences, and you have to be punished.

You’ve never been punished by Doflamingo before, so you have no idea what to expect. Knowing the kind of role Doflamingo wants to play, the punishment is probably something along the lines of overstimulation until you pass out, and when you wake up, he will do it again and again, repeating the process until he feels you’ve paid for your sins.

When hes strung you of everything you’ve got and you cant even think straight, he would pick you up and kiss you all over, praising you in that sickeningly sweet honey voice of his, carrying you to his personal bathroom.

Here he would get both of you into his large bathtub, where he would scrub your limp and hickey covered body dry as you whine and whimper, almost melting against his chest as his large hands massage all your sore muscles.

As you bathe, you most likely end up with him fucking your thighs, Doflamingo cooing in your ear that he will have mercy on your cute little holes for now, since they’re still so sensitive from your punishments. But next time he won’t be as lenient.

As he slides his shaft between your thighs, Doflamingo would slide his tongue down your throat again, smirking to himself as you jolt and twitch, still arching into his touch even as your body ached and burned from all the overstimulation.

After he finishes, he would praise you more before getting out of the bath, where he would dry you off in the softest of towels, before Doflamingo would tuck you both into bed. You would pass out immediately again, slumping against his chest as Doflamingo laughs, rubbing your back and kissing the top of your head.

He loves you, as much as someone like Doflamingo could love. And because he loves you, he owns you. That’s his logic at least. This also means you will never be allowed to leave, and no one will ever be allowed to take you away. And he will do everything in his power to make it a reality.

[lunaeclipse1057-ao3]

Prev. Prev prev prev. I love your thoughts, especially the turning Phil into a weapon.

God how will Chayanne feel about phil jumping.

BRO IF PHIL FUCKING GOT DOWNED DURING THAT MAN.

UGH MY HEART

I've been thinking, what if Phil died when the workers were trying to kill him

[tokusho]

The boys take care of you after a rough mission leaving you in the hospital🏥

CW: Mentions of broken bones

GN!Reader x TF141

After a mission gone wrong you were left in the bases hospital battered and bruised. The bones in your finger were crushed and your reward is a stiff itchy bandage. The lights above your bed buzz like swarming flies waiting for the opportunity to eat you alive. Constant beeping and buzzing fill your ears as you lay in a small sterile room unable to leave.

Your eyes grow fuzzy as everything becomes too much, everything feels so overwhelming. You want to leave, to run to the nearest exit and be with your team again. Muscles tense as you attempt to sit up but they buckle, you land back on the bed with a thud.

Right ad you were about to lose hope the door to your room swings open. John, Johnny, Kyle, and Simon have there arms filled with different things that they know will make you feel better.

“Can’t ‘ave our mate suffer ‘ere alone, gotcha some sweets”

Kyle chuckles elbowing Johnny in the ribs.

“You’re gonna rot her teeth Johnny, I actually brought something useful.”

You lift your head wondering what he has only to see your bed sheets from your bunk. He gently takes off the uncomfortable bedding and drapes the sheets onto your sore body. Immediately you relax feeling much more comfortable than before.

Johnny sets the candy onto the table next to your bed not without snatching one for himself pocketing it.

“The doctors been treating you good?”, Simon asks while leaning against the wall.

He holds his mask in one hand, his sandy blonde hair a mess and the eye black still smeared on his face. Despite that his eyes hold a softness to them genuinely worried about your well being.

“Yeah they’ve been treating me good. Nice to see you again Simon”

He hums in approval happy to hear your ok, its always a pleasure to see him without the mask. In your heart you know that he’ll only shed the mask for those he trusts. Its been a while since he’s been unmasked so seeing him without it makes this moment feel special.

John walks up to the machines with his hands on his hips looking at them for a moment before looking at you.

“Is the sound botherin’ you because I know for sure they are bothering me”

“I mean yeah I guess but you can’t just shut them off”

He doesn’t hesitate before going to the side of the machine turning off the constant beeping and noise.

“You can’t just do that they need to be on for stuff”

John turns to you with a smile and crinkle on the sides of his eyes. The beard he has only making his smile feel even more warm than before.

“Darlin’ we are constantly breaking the rules for what is right. Right now we’re taking care of one our own, you already know we’d break every rule in the book for that”

You just shake your head with a smile on your face knowing that theres no point in arguing with him. A yawn escapes your mouth and your eyes start feeling heavy finally feeling at peace. You fight it wanting to spend more time with your team.

A hand is placed on your shoulder, slowly you look up to see Simons face. His thumb caresses your shoulder softly.

“Rest up soldier, we’ll be here when you wake up”

With that you finally let yourself rest and drift off to sleep knowing your team is here for you.

[rassicas]

If a future Splatoon game absolutely HAD to add another playable species (even though it's really not all that necessary) which would you like to see most?

a new species would have to be... -capable of naturally producing ink. weve seen some other species capable of producing "ink" (salmonids, i dont think its literally squid ink but its functionally the same. big man can, but its his toxins and implied to be a special ability for his family and not something rays can normally do. idk what the deal is with master mega and the eels) -have thin skin that lets them shapeshift between 2 forms. we see salmonids and big man dive in ink, and sheldon can hide in his shell but this inky transformation is exclusive to inklings and octolings so far, as they have evolved to be ink based, and have thin skin that allows for this transformation. the evolutionary trade off to this is that they can't go in water because of this thin skin. this is why shapeshifting salmonlings literally cannot exist btw -capable of respawning. splatoon team has been consistent about this being something ONLY the ink-based inklings and octolings can do. when big man and the smallfry "die" they do not explode nor do we see a ghost (in contrast, frye and shiver do die and respawn) . it seems that being truly ink based is what allows for respawning.

-would have to have the same abilities as octolings and inklings, and basically be a reskin of them for the sake of gear. in-universe other species CAN play turf war or ranked, but considering respawning is something limited to inkfish, other species cannot inkily transform, and are fine with water, i'm sure theres some modifications to the rules. like this is fine in-universe, but to splatoon as a game? this sounds like a nightmare. especially if this new species has different abilities than the inklings and octolings? if species choice is no longer fun and cosmetic, but something to consider for meta, thats horrible! btw they wouldnt even put the suckers on the topside of the tentacles for the octolings in swim form despite it being like that in concept art, and it being inconsistent with the humanoid forms. also the tentacle lengths are inconsistent with the enemy octolings. im convinced they made these choices so the swim form wouldnt stand out too strongly against the inklings. so in what universe would we get something like. a playable fishling. lol taking established lore into account as well as gameplay, cuttlefish, another ink-producing cephalopod, are quite literally the only new species id be ok with. keyword "ok with" i dont want a new playable, i just want more customization options for the guys we have

[devochive]

i was wondering if u could do a jax x reader were jax walks into readers’ locked room expecting nothing but sees reader .. ‘taking care’ of herself.. iykwim 😋

your writing is my fav !!<33

of course, and thank you so much, I'm glad you're enjoying it anon. 💗

Jax/Fem!Reader | Rating: Explicit.

tags: mutual masturbation, dirty talk, mean jax, voyeurism, mild degrading/name calling, penetration with a foreign object (it's a brush.)

minors dni.

Whistling echoed through the halls as a key twirls around Jax's finger. To his knowledge everyone was off on one of Caine's little adventures. The perfect chance to.. satiate his curiosity, or cause some trouble.. its one in the same to him. He stopped at your door, the plaque with your face on it was oddly endearing.

Just as Jax kneeled down to unlock the door he heard something strange, causing his ear to twitch a little. "What the.." He muttered and leaned in , resting his head on door so he could hear better. But then it was silent. "Don't go losin' your mind just yet, Jax," He scolded himself and unlocked your door with a soft click. "After all you've, —' Jax froze, the light of the hall illuminating your dimly lit room, revealing your figure sprawled out, dwarfed by the large bed. Lewd noises coming from in between your tremblings legs.

Your hand was moving in a rhythm between them. He cocked his head to the side a little, before stepping forward and closing the door behind him with a gentlte, 'click.' Now, standing in the door way with his arms crossed.

... you were using the blunt end of a brush to get off, creative. He'll give you props for that.

Your eyes were closed, and the opening of the door was so brief that you hardly registered the light which flooded in , briefly tickling your closed eyelids. No you were too busy chasing your high.. you were so close, close close..! The brush pumping in and out of your wet cunt. Until you heard the click of the door shutting and immediately shot forward panting, "W.. Who.."

"Oh, don't stop on my account, I was enjoyin' the show, doll." Your eyes finally adjusted to the darkness and the unmistakable silhouette of Jax and that shit eating grin that was always plastered on his face.

"Y.. You pervert Jax, get out!" You threw a plush bear at his head which he easily dodged. He just stood and stared, waiting for your excuse.

Fuck. Your cunt was still aching, and you were oh so close to release and this.. jerk had to come in between you and ecstasy.

He tuts, "Naahh... I think I'll stay. I mean, you're clearly breakin one of Caine's biggest rules," Jax takes a step towards you and your stomach feels tight.

"Th-The hell do you care.." You shot back, chest still heaving. Hair sticking to your damp face. What a strange situation this was. You, sitting here like a animal in heat. Cheeks flushed and legs pressed together, trying to subdue the growing frustrations between your legs while the most attractive circus member stares at you like you're being served up on a platter.

"Look, we both know I could careless about Caine's 'rules' , now- what I do care about are those pretty noises you were makin' earlier." He teased, every word that left his mouth was auditory seduction and he knew it. You legs pressed together harder, he wasn't stupid. He knew exactly what he was doing.. "But ya know, I could just call him up now and let him see just what a mess you are, not to mention non-family friendly." He said while gesturing his hand towards your form.

"No! Jax..! You asshole , I swear.." You spoke through gritted teeth, and he hushed you, lifting a single gloved finger to his otherwise permanent grin. "Then get to it toots. I don't have all day. Well— I do. But that's besides the point." He coos but theres an edge to his voice and you gulp.

You grip the brush and scoot back against the plush of your pillows, your heart thumping in your chest. It was either this or even further embarrassment from Caine.. who was sure to be loud enough that entire tent would know.

Besides.. you needed to get off anyways, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.. other than letting Jax have the upper hand which he always took advantage of.

"Hmn, move those covers aside will you? I'd like to get a better view." He said, breaking your chain of thought.

Jax was being oddly patient. He silently thanked the darkness that hid his growing erection in his overalls, he couldn't let you be aware that you were getting him excited this fast.. not yet at least.

One of his hands trailed down his thigh to stroke the growing appendage through his clothes.

You pushed the covers to the side obediently and your glistening cunt was on display. "Y.. You'd better not tell anyone about this or i'll..." You tried to sound bold, intimidating.. but,  the threat was empty, and your voice died in your throat as you teased yourself with the brush.

"Or you'll what ..?" He was walking towards the edge of your bed, "Tell everyone what a slut you are? That I caught you touching yourself in your room and whimpering like a little whore? Oh, I bet they'd love to hear that doll in fact how about I tell them myself, hm?"

Your breathe hitched, you found yourself thrusting the brush in and out of your greedy cunt as he spoke. Degrading you, "Ya like that toots? Bein' talked down to while you get off?" He said and pulled himself from his overalls, stroking his twitching cock over your trembling form. He's already got the upper hand.. no point in hiding it now.

He lifted on leg and planted it at the edge of the bed, as if to give you a better view of him stroking his lavendar dick. Balls jumping a little with each tug.

"N.. No that's.. not.." You gasped, hand subconciously moving faster. Thrusting the foreign object in and out of your wet cunt.

He watched with baited breath, his chest heaving and ears twitching a little as he stroked himself. "I'm afraid lyin' won't get ya anywhere toots.. nnh.. just keep bein a cute little slut for me and fucking yourself."

He panted, drinking up your moans and the cute way your body twitched and hips bucked against your hand. "Just like that.."

"Jax.. please.. please touch me.." You whined, and screwed your eyes shut out of frustration, hand kneading your own breasts.

"I don't think so, toots. I'm just enjoyin' the show tonight." He chuckled, watching you writhe at his answer but your hand didn't stop, you were too determined to finally cum this time.

"You can do it doll, so close.. and just imagine maybe I'll be pounded that tight little cunt next time.~" He purrs, as his own grip tightens on his cock. Fucking his fist with more vigor as your own thrusts got more sloppy and lacked rhythm.

"Hh.. Hha..! [Censor!] Jax.. !!" You cried as your body spasmed and convulsed around the brush, the pressure pushing the object out of your cunt. At the same time Jax was spurting out ropes of cum onto your floor, avoiding your bed .. though it would have been better on your face or thighs..

"Ha.. not bad doll, ...nh.. you should get cleaned up." He said , adjusting his own clothing, but his eyes never left you. He was savoring the look you had on your face. Dilated pupils and mouth agape a little. How cute.

"Next time.. lose the brush, I'll have something a bit more filling.~" 

[ganondoodle]

saw a few posts talking about ganondorf and while i dont want to uh .. risk having to argue with strangers ... i cant shut up entirely (you know me)

(in my opinion that is probably missing alot or just not as well read as a lot of others since i really just say what i feel instead of knowing what im talking about-)

its kinda hard to really talk about him bc hes so .... steeped into tired old stereotypes and harmful tropes with intentionally so little else, if anything, that you almost always end up playing into them if you just take what canon tells you (and alot of people love defending it too :/ )

to what degree is it really his character and what is literally just some things that were decided he does to make it clear hes the one note evil guy, to justify whatever horror is done to him and overshadow/bury what anyone else has done, to not think about maybe he had a point bc look how much bad stuff he does! if you made him fight for the freedom/sovereignity of his own people against an oppressive hyrule he would be in the right- so ACTUALLY he opresses them violently and selfishly even WORSE and then wants to murder everyone tm that dont bow to him bc thats what evil people do! and hyrule is justified in taking them over in turn bc their rule wont opress them :)

its like a game of trying to one up whatever hyrule did with something more bad tm bc otherwise it gets hard to justify killing him over and over

im not saying hes not allowed to be prideful, selfish or violent of whatever, but you gotta know that all of that IS one of those ways that is supposed to make it clear how evil tm the desert guy is; it doesnt matter what hyrule has done bc look! ganondorf is so much worse! and im sure hyrule had their reasons :)

hes never actually allowed to interact with his own people, hes isolated/alienated from them and their culture constantly, hes their king yet he .... violently takes over "free" gerudo villages (what? what for?? what does "free" even mean? they werent following him? their king?? were they .. allied with hyrule, who are good tm, which means they were living in paradise aka "free"? (bc they are good ones tm bc they rejected their evil one in a hundred year man king ruling violently over only women .. *cough*)), yet hes never seen fighting alongside his own people (the most is them .. silently serving him in what, one scene??) and then he drops them the second he has evil MONSTERS to fight for him instead and orders them to kill every living thing or something bc thats obviously evil, he doesnt even care about his own people! how evil! why would he do that? idk, hes the sole, selfish violent evil man opressing his own people, who are all women! that what they do! and WE need to free them from HIM (and they should be thankful to us for it and try to attone for ever having birthed him in the first place) (or he is the reason tm why they suffered/were wiped out and he is literally the sole survivor of his people, bc he doesnt care about ANYONE but himself)

i dont mean he has to be a goody two shoes character (you can be an ass and still do good/be in the right btw) bc more often than not what that actually means is being allied with hyrule bc those are the designated good guys and being on their side makes you automatically good (eugh) but do you rly want to just ... play along with all the propaganda?

imo, aside from being obviously racist, thats also so boring? does selfish, violent evil man king with no people (bc hes not part of them or fighting for them, hes always presented as the worse oppressor) and nothing else to him that only wants to murder bc ... idk evil? sound interesting to you? (to the point that the ONLY time we were shown literally any sort of vunerabillity, end of ww, that theres people trying to argue he was trying to to manipulate you even there?? what for? why? are you trying to reject literally the one glimpse we are allowed into his perspective qoq)

why do alot of people reject the idea so much to consider he actually cared about them, how maybe that prideful and selfish look is just a facade, or even a fabrication? violence that had to be met with violence, not for any sort of selfish reasons, but for his people and was met with a fight he could not win yet kept fighting on, perhaps losing himself more and more in the process, or a lie told so often that it became reality, if someone has nothign left to lose, if all was taken from them, maybe even blamed on them, why not play into what you where made out to be, you cant convince them otherwise anyway its the reason hes never shown to have done a single nice thing, never seen non angry/smug smiling, how he has no one at his side unless he forced them, how he is not allowed to be human even a little bit, never shown being anything but a boring ass trope personified, hes less a character and more a big bundle of racist tropes that fights you at the end (sorry) while looking epic so trying to meaningfully analyze him just by what we are told and shown in canon will always fall kinda flat or end up playing righ into every shitty trope

that is my opinion :I