#god of barfights

[nothing-impt]

Dionysus doodle :D

edit: I'm trying out a new colouring method plus I havent drawn properly in a while, so apologies if he looks odd

[transtabletop]

it's genuinely unfathomable the level on which we are completely and utterly fucked in every conceivable way in my lancer campaign

[astromechs]

the fandom stereotype is so often

cassian: jyn no

jyn: jyn yes

when the reality is there are about two braincells between them and about half the time neither is holding any of them

[theinheriteddutchess]

Yellowstone women sure not having any dreams or goals of their own except being there for a mediocre man huh?

[steventhusiast]

STWG prompt 11/2/24

prompt: date night

pairing/character(s): steddie, hellfire club

it's valentine's week!! hopefully i can do all the prompts this week :)

"And with that, the barkeep..."

Eddie pauses in his storytelling to glance away from the notes hidden by his DM screen and over to the clock. His eyes widen at the time. Is it really 7:53pm already? Shit.

"With that, this session is over. You'll find out what happens with the angry barkeep next week!"

Everyone in the room groans at that, a chorus of 'seriously's and 'what the hell, Eddie's starting up even as he hurries to put his notes back into his DnD folder, and dumps all his dice into his bag haphazardly.

No one seems to notice for a moment, too busy complaining about the cliffhanger, when Gareth suddenly pauses and examines Eddie with a curious look on his face.

"Hold on, you promised we'd finally find out more about the temple this session? Where was that?"

Eddie huffs in response, and doesn't even look up as he starts folding his DM screen.

"Yeah, that was before you guys decided to talk to every single person at the tavern for an hour and start a barfight."

"That's never stopped you from getting us to where you want us before!"

"Yeah!" "Exactly!" "Please, Eddie. What happens with the barkeep."

Eddie waves a hand at everyone, and looks up to see the younger kids complaining quietly to each other, and his closer friends still seeming to inspect him carefully. He supposes they're valid in that; he's not one to back down from his plans, and has never cut off a session like this before.

But. Today is special. Today he has...

"Oh my god, you have a date." Jeff suddenly says, his eyes a little wider than usual as he grabs at Freak's arm.

"What?! Who the fuck would he have a date with?" Freak scoffs.

Eddie ignores the blush fighting to appear on his cheeks and starts collecting all of his figurines scattered around the table.

"Eddie has a date?" Mike suddenly joins in from across the room.

And, great, now the baby sheep are involved too.

"It is none of you guys's business what plans I have after this session. But, really, I gotta go." Eddie tries, but now Dustin's attention is on him as well.

"That's so funny! Steve has a date tonight too- that's why we had to ask Nancy to pick us up tonight." He says with a laugh.

Eddie laughs along with him, a little strained now because Gareth, Jeff and Freak are now squinting at him.

"Yes.. What a coincidence." Gareth says slowly as Eddie continues to pointedly avoid eye contact.

"Anyway! Got a lot to, uh. Do. Running a bit behind schedule actually, so if you could.." Eddie says as he finally finishes shoving everything back into his backpack and throws it over his shoulder, gesturing toward the drama room's door.

The younger kids leave without much complaint, but Gareth, Jeff and Freak hang back and walk slowly alongside Eddie.

"So... Steve Harrington?" Jeff asks once the kids are out of earshot, his tone a little disbelieving.

"Don't say it like it's a bad thing!" Freak slaps him on the shoulder disapprovingly as he speaks.

"It's not a bad thing! Just.. unexpected!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Eddie tries.

"Sure, sure. Enjoy your totally not a date night that's totally not with Steve 'the hair' Harrington." As Gareth says that, they've finally reached the doors and Eddie can well and truly escape.

He's going to have to break a few road laws if he wants to get to Steve's on time. It's only their third date, so sue him if he wants to try to make a good impression.

Even if Steve's been his friend for a few months now, and already knows about his horrible time-keeping skills.... It's still worth a try. Anything to woo Steve Harrington.

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part two

[ladymirdan]

So im playing KCD1 right now (while waiting for my new computer to arrive so I can play the second as well).

I have watched a ton of streamers play the second tho and my interest in the games came from the chemistry between Hans and Henry.

I was curious when their relationship changed from antagonistic to romantic and I can clock the exact moment when it happened for Hans.

The god damn barfight when Henry tells him to go home. Henry is the first person his own age to tell him what to do, ever.

I think Hans has some daddy issues going on and fell in a heartbeat 😂. I mean, he is so nice to you when you go on the hunt together, giving you a little apology, and he is VERY interested in small talk. This is a big difference from before, when he just wanted someone easy to bully.

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Geralt is offered a contract from a god. Specifically, the god of war, power, and retribution.

This god wants news of his son: a demigod whose divine heritage has been kept secret from him.

You see the god was unable to visit his son directly lest his jilted wife take vengeance.

Not wanting to offend a literal god, Geralt can only accept the contract.

He finds the god’s son, but Jaskier isn’t at all what he expected.

The demigod of Music, Hope, and Peace. He's mischievous, loudmouthed, horny, sassy, and more than willing to get into a barfight. When questioned about this, he only looked at Geralt incredulously. "Do you think every war is won with pacifism? Sometimes you have to fight." He seems to uplift spirits no matter where he goes or what he does. The downtrodden get this glint in their eyes where they believe they can turn it all around. Geralt is pretty sure he's got more than enough information to tell the god. But he's a tad... Worried about doing so. What will the god do when he learns of Jaskier (the demigod)? Will he hurt him? Kill him? Bring him away from the humans? Geralt may not have spent very long with Jaskier, but he knows damn well that he'd detest being away from humans. So Geralt decides it wouldn't hurt to stay and travel with the demigod just a little bit longer. What's the worst that can happen?

[witchygagirlwrites]

Detective Sexy

Kevin Atwater x Ruzek Sister Reader (Nicknamed Wonderland)

Who knew a barfight could end that good?

Smut

“Come on Wonderland! I need you babe” this was the third time Luna called you begging you to take the empty chair in her studio.You had to admit it was a tempting offer. “That would involve so much, I’d have to find a new place..let Adam know I’m coming home..probably talk to dad” you scrunched your nose up at that prospect.

She laughed lightly “Well good news on the place to live front. My neighbor is about to start moving out. It’s rent controlled, safer area and she’s an older lady moving into a retirement home. I could probably toss her a couple bills and talk her into leaving most of her furniture” you laughed “Oh my god are you seriously that freaking desperate to have me working in your place?” “YES!” she hollered in a fight of giggles.

You looked around your tiny one bedroom. You missed Chicago, you missed Adam. You missed your friends and just simply knowing everywhere. “Fine” “What?” she asked and you laughed “I said fine. I will take the empty chair in your studio Luna but I’m gonna need you to see about that furniture because most of what I have now is pretty fucking wrecked”

“Yes, of course. Anything you need” she agreed and you shook your head with a smile. “I’ll put in my two weeks with Angela and let her know I’m headed home”

Chicago was home. Love it or hate it. Your relationship with your dad was well shaky at best. You were the product of a one night stand. You had the last name Ruzek but that was all. Hell you were fairly certain over the years Adam’s mother had shown you more genuine affection than Bob even given the circumstances of your birth and she’d even been good to your mom. She’d helped with appointments and meds when your mom had gotten her cancer diagnosis then when it became clear that she wasn’t going to beat it she assured her that she would see you taken care of and she stuck by her word.

Adam on the other hand, you loved your big brother. He was your best friend in a lot of ways. You were the more chaotic of the two of you. The wild child. He was the one getting you out of the messes your mouth got you into. He was the cop, you were the one that most of your best stories involved shit that were semi illegal. 

The day you called him to let him know you were coming home you could practically hear the grin in his voice “My little sister is finally coming home?” you laughed and shook your head “Yes Adam. I’m on the road right now actually, talking to you through my truck speakers” he spoke to someone behind him then said “Al says hi” “Olinksky? Tell him I said hey” you met Al once when you’d managed to fly in to spend Thanksgiving with the family. 

You needed air from your father so you and Adam left along with his girlfriend Kim.You ended up at Al’s house. You met his wife and daughter Lexi. They were all pretty nice, you’d joked with him that any time he decided he wanted a tattoo to come see you and Lexi told you she would come see you as soon as she turned eighteen.

Adam had wanted you to meet more of the unit but you had to bounce the next morning because Angela had some black friday weekend thing going on and people were lining around the block to get inked. 

“Where are you gonna stay?” he asked so you told him about the place Luna found and he let out a low whistle “Lucky, that’s a decent neighborhood. I’ll be glad to have you home, even if that means I’ll be having to keep you out of trouble” you felt a grin slip onto your face “Oh come on Adam, you’ve been doing that since I broke mom’s lamp when I was five and you took the blame”

“Yeah my mom wouldn’t let me have any of my own birthday cake” he laughed. That was what you loved about Adam. It was none of that half sister crap with him if anyone asked. No you were just his sister, his crazy sister that he’d once compared to a rabid raccoon but still his sister. “Love you too Adam. I’ll call you when I hit Chicago and get my keys so you can come check my place out, ok?” “Ok, I’ll take you out for dinner too” he promised before you two said goodbye and you hung up.

It was good to be home. After a few weeks turned into a couple months it was like you never left. You had a routine set, scoped out your favorite coffee shops and bars. You loved working for Luna and your apartment was fucking awesome. Yeah you were glad you decided to make the move home. It was a good decision.

“Reports of a bar fight at the Magnus Tavern” came across the scanner in Kevin’s car. He glanced up and saw he was right around the corner so he shrugged and grabbed the radio “This is Detective Atwater with Intelligence show me responding” 

He rolled up to the bar and slipped his badge onto his belt before climbing out of his suv. When he headed for the door the first thing he clocked was that the bouncer wasn’t stepping in. “Yo man, do your damn job!” he hollered and the bouncer shrugged and pointed. Kevin turned in enough time to see a woman kick a man dead center in his crotch and when he doubled up she punched him in the throat and was rearing back to throw another punch when Kevin grabbed her hand “Woah lil mama. What’d he do?”

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You just wanted a drink with some friends, that was all. Some stupid bastard had to go and ruin it by calling Henri a slur when they saw him kissing Gary. They were going to let it go so you were going to let it go. That was until the drunk snatched Julia’s ponytail that was when you threw a drink in his face and heard someone yell for the cops as you slapped him.

“Fucking bitch” he growled so you drew your foot back and aimed with intentions to put your foot through him. When he doubled up you punched him in the throat and was about to hit him again when someone grabbed your arm. You spun around to defend yourself but froze when you looked up to meet a set of dark brown eyes belonging to the most gorgeous man you’d ever laid your eyes on “Woah lil mama. What’d he do?” he asked and you cut your eyes back at the man “The asshole was being a damn bigot then he assaulted my friend so I kicked his fucking ass”

A grin slipped onto his face as he looked at the man too and nodded slowly “Yeah, I’d say you did. What’s your name? I’m Detective Kevin Atwater. I work with intelligence” Oh shit, this was Adam’s friend Kevin.  You told him your name but instead of Ruzek you told him your last name was Daleson. Your mother’s name. “But everyone calls me wonderland” “Wonderland huh?” he grinned and you nodded.

He radioed another unit to retrieve the drunk off the floor after confirming your story with Julia and deciding to press charges himself. After the patrol left you slipped him your number and grinned “Call me when you get off” he raised an eyebrow “I will” so you winked at him “God I hope you do”

You were starting to think Kevin wasn’t going to call you until your phone flashed as you were cleaning up your work area around seven that evening. “Well hello detective” you answered with a grin and Kevin’s voice hit your ear “So, can I buy you dinner?” you grinned “You know where the Enchanted Rose Tattoo shop is?” “Yes ma’am” he replied so you said “I work there. Come pick me up”

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An hour later you were sitting across from Kevin at a diner that you’d picked. He was gorgeous and sweet and everything you wanted. “Kevin?” you asked and he grinned “Yeah Wonder?” you rolled your bottom lip between your teeth “Would you think any less of me if I asked you to come home with me? I don’t do that, honestly but you are just wow” you laughed and he grinned “Wow, huh? I think I may just have to come home with you in that case”

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You barely made it into your door before Kevin was picking you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he turned to press your back into the door. His lips caught yours in a heated kiss, tongue tasting your mouth and pulling a moan from you as your hands clawed at his shirt, trying to get it off. He pulled away from your mouth with a laugh “Use your words baby” and slipped his shirt off before leaning down to connect his lips to your neck, licking and teasing the soft flesh. Your head fell back against the door with a light thud. “Kev..Kevin..Fuck we gotta get to my bed here” he pulled back and grinned at you “What’s wrong little wonderland?”

You grinned “I want to feel all of you Atwater. I can’t do that against a door” he grinned and slowly slid you down to your feet “I don’t know the way and don’t want to risk hurting you. Next time best believe I’ll just carry you the whole way” “Next time?” you teased and he turned you towards the rest of the apartment so you could lead the way to your bedroom before smacking you playfully on the ass “Yeah cause I know there’s gonna be a next time”

You lead him into your room, stripping your shirt, bra and shoes along the way.You fell back onto the bed, pulling him along with you. He grinned against your lips as your hands slid along his chest, exploring the expanse of muscle. He kissed across your jaw then down your neck. When he kissed across your collarbone, licking the ink you had there you gasped lightly and he pulled away from your skin to say “When we’re through I’m gonna lay you out just to get a good look at your ink” you grinned “Sounds good to me”

He lowered his mouth back to your body, continuing his path down you. When he got to the waistband of your jeans he cut his eyes up at you and you nodded “Please” he reached for the snap and zipper before tugging them off your hips and throwing them across the room. Before you had time to even attempt a sarcastic reply he had your legs up on his shoulders and was slurping at your dripping cunt like a starving man offered a buffet.

Your hips bucked off the bed, grinding against his face subconsciously as a loud moan left you and your hands balled in the comforter of your bed. “Fuck fuck fuck” you moaned as he added a finger, curling it up into you then a second one. When he hit that spot deep inside of you with his fingers as his tongue flicked across your clit your orgasm slammed into you and you came, shaking slightly under him. He kept teasing at you until you were practically squirming away from him. 

He broke away from your clit, pressing a kiss to each of your inner thighs before crawling back up your body “Now I can see calling you wonderland” he teased and you shook your head “Come here” he grinned and let you pull him into a kiss. You turned the two of you so you were on top and he was on his back. His grin deepened when you straddled him “What ya gonna do?”

You left a lingering kiss to his lips before moving to leave a trail of kisses across his jaw then down his neck. His chest was so damn broad and muscled. It was a glorious thing just being able to touch it let alone having a chance to run your tongue and lips across it, hearing him groan underneath you.

When you got to his waist you cut your eyes up at him “Can you take the jeans off good looking?” he nodded “I can do that” and lifted his hips to quickly shove the jeans and boxers off.  You know your eyes widened when his hard cock slipped out because he chuckled lightly “You good Wonder?” you nodded before licking a solid strip from the base to the tip and his head fell back “Yeah, I’d say you’re damn good” he moaned as you leaned up to lower your mouth onto him, taking as much as you could in, using your hand to tease the rest.

His hands went to your hair, gathering it to hold out of your way. “Yeah baby, just like that” he praised and you groaned around him, causing his head to fall back. You only managed a few more seconds before he pulled you off and shook his head “I can’t handle much more of that or we both fixing to be disappointed in me”

You grinned and climbed up his body. When you straddled his waist and could feel his hard cock teasing at your inner thigh you asked “Recent clean test?” he nodded and raised an eyebrow so you nodded and added “IUD also” he grinned as you lifted up just enough to grip his cock and line it up with your opening. Your eyes fluttered close as you lowered yourself down onto him, a loud moan escaping your lips at the stretch. He gripped your hips tightly “Damn darlin” you opened your eyes after a second and smiled breathlessly at him “You feel fucking amazing Kev”

He laughed “Was gonna say the same” and reached up to push your hair back before folding you down to you “Damn I’d glad I responded to that damn call” he told you with a grin before turning the two of you so you were on your back and he was on top of you, the necklace he was wearing was now dangling. He kissed you almost gently before giving a slow roll of his hips, hitting that spot deep inside of you. You yelped out a moan of his name and he chuckled “I got you baby” and shifted his hips to pull one of your legs up, giving him an even deeper angle. 

Your hands went to his shoulders, fingers digging in as he found a rhyme that had you begging him, for what? You weren’t fucking sure but in that moment? That man could’ve gotten by with just about any request. You could feel that damn pressure building again with every snap of his hips. He held his weight up on one arm to press a kiss to your lips “Feel so good Wonder, fuck” he groaned.

“Right there Kev” you moaned as his fingers slipped down to your clit, teasing at it in rhythm with his thrusts and when you felt that pressure burst you cried out his name when your orgasm washed over you, thighs clenching down on his waist. He snapped his hips into you a few more times before burying himself to the hip and you felt when he came, some of it being pumped back out. He pressed a kiss to your lips “That was amazing” he laughed slightly and you grinned “Took the words out of my mouth”

He slowly pulled out, apologizing when you whimpered pathetically. He pressed another kiss to your lips, eyes linger on your center “Where’s your bathroom? Need to get a rag to clean you up?” you motioned to the bathroom so after a moment he came back with a warm rag and cleaned you up, spreading your legs apart with a grin that honestly probably made you clench around air.

“Need anything?” he asked and you shook your head “Can you stay for a minute?” he nodded “I can stay until you kick me” you shrugged, eyes trailing over him “Let’s see what my quota on unbelievably sexy men wanting to be in my bed is…oh yeah just you” he shook his head and slid into the bed next to you before pulling you over onto his chest, lips brushing against yours “So, this gonna become something?” he asked and you nodded “I hope so” 

How you were gonna keep you being his best friend’s sister a secret may be hard but fuck, it would be worth it. You curled up on his chest,  and before long was dozing off. “Stay till morning?” you asked and he laughed, pressing a kiss to the side your head “I can manage that”

Yeah you owed Luna a major favor for talking your ass into coming home to Chicago if it led to Detective Kevin Atwater,even if Adam was going to get pissed.

@desimarie12

[3ct0philiac]

BTD REWRITE MASTERPOST

rewrite by @3ct0plasmas and @necromaniic

original characters by gatobob, electricpuke, and darqx

post will be updated as needed

ANGELS

CAIN ZEITGEIST

born angel (since fallen), he/it, hebrew, ageless.

son of adam and eve, brother to abel. killed his brother out of boredom and curiosity

resides in tartarus, a higher layer of hell

took in sano and akira after finding them alone as children. they grew up in his house, though cain was very absent

sano was his favourite to the point of neglecting and abusing akira. cain has had extremely sexual thoughts about sano but has never followed through with them

holier than thou, calls himself a saint despite all he does. has a huge god complex

in a petty rivalry with rire. theyre kismesess and they fuck

circumcised

DAMIEN MORNINGSTAR

born angel, he/him, english-hebrew, ageless. preist and exorcist

distant reincarnation of abel

the child of lucifer raping eve, he was raised to be an exorcist to purge the evil that tainted his very existence

circumcised

ASHE ANGELUM

born angel, they/it, raceless, ageless. ferryman of the river

completely agender, null genitals

SAMAEL VOLKOV

born angel, he/him, Russian, ageless.

transformative genitals, usually null

additional characters

lucifer - the first fallen angel and the first king of demons. after luring adam and eve to be cast out of eden, he waited until the end of his rule to come back to heaven and rape eve as a final fuck you to god, resulting in the birth of damien

uriel - sano and akira's biological father. an angel who fell in love with a demon, orochimaru, their children were sent directly to tartarus after birth and uriel became fallen, residing in tartarus separated from his lover and clueless as to where his children ended up

DEMONS

LUCIEN RIRE

born demon, he/it, latino, ageless. golden king of demons

tentacle cock, unknown if circumcised

SANO KOJIMA

half angel half naga, he/him, japanese, late 20s. surgeon

bulimic and has bad circulation

intersex, has an uncircumcised micropenis in human form and a vagina in naga form

neglectful and abusive towards akira and his lesser liked dolls

neroutypical and transphobic

bad self image

big into fashion, uses his dolls as dress up toys

usually does not fuck his dolls. he practices surgery on them

AKIRA KOJIMA

half angel half naga, he/him, japanese (pretends to be american), late 20s. contract killer

party animal ravegoer. always goes way too hard on drugs and alcohol

takes place of farz in btd2. having met vincent at a bar while plastered, akira moves in with him after sano finally throws him out of their house. he gets heavily abused by vincent

botched circumcision done by sano. hemipenes in naga form

additional characters

orochimaru - sano and akira's biological mother. a naga who fell in love with an angel, uriel, their children were sent directly to tartarus after birth and orochimaru was slain by her father, rire

BEASTS

REN HANA

fox beastkin, he/him, japanese-canadian, early 20s.

kidnapped by strade at 18

clicker and shock trained, chipped

uncircumcised

VINCENT METZGER

human turned werewolf, southern american, he/him, early 30s. veteran

completely separate character from akira

collects disability benefits

suffers immensely with ptsd from getting his eye blown out in service. he doesnt do anything about it

has heavy scarring on the left side of his face from his accident. missing his left ear in both his human and lycan form

farz died in a barfight

circumcised with knot

LAWERENCE OLEANDER

reanimated human, he/him, canadian, early 20s. warehouse worker

likes to play with and tear apart bugs and maggots

chronically ill due to being a living corpse, he has arfid, bruises easily, has anemia and low bone density, is allergic and intolerant to most food, horrible immune system, hes fucked

smells like human rot. tries to cover it up with natural deodorants but nothing works

uncircumcised

HUMANS

STRADE VOLKER

human, he/him, german, early 30s. mechanic and darknet celebrity

born with a cleft lip

bad hygiene, he doesnt really care about that

circumcised

[yanderes-galore]

Micah with a sheriff darling hcs

Thank you other anons for feeding me this idea to request

-🧨

He's going to be so sleazy. Compared to the other Micah requests, this is tame.

Yandere! Micah Bell with Sheriff! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Violence, Murder, Blood, Manipulation, Jealousy, Mature themes, Micah being down bad I guess, Harassment, Kidnapping, Forced "relationship".

Micah, unfortunately, is a man you see around often.

Due to Micah's infamy and your profession... He's definitely around.

Micah's often thrown in jail due to gunfights, bar fights, both....

You want nothing more than to have him hanged.

Micah, on the other hand, has taken a liking to you.

Imagine if you knew of him from his previous gangs?

The man is always broken out of jail and overall problematic to deal with.

You can't tell if you'd be better off hanging him, or just hoping he never comes back to your jail.

But he somehow manages to always come back to your jail.

At first it's due to a gun or barfight, that's when you first meet him.

He's always making some distasteful comment to you.

Yet as the days go on and he sits in his cell... Micah can't stop staring.

You come by to feed him or sit at your desk, going through wanted posters and speaking to bounty hunters.

The entire time Micah won't keep his eyes off you.

Occasionally you speak to him, only because he's there.

You'd much rather be speaking to your deputy, but he's not always around due to patrols.

You may even learn quite quickly that it's best to not give him a cellmate.

One day you came to check on him, only to see him trying to strangle his cellmate.

After that, trust me he lands himself in jail multiple times, you learned to keep him solo.

You have no idea why he did such a thing other than him being a violent outlaw.

Perhaps the guy belonged to some rival gang... which was part of it.

Although the other part of it was Micah heard comments being made about you... and Micah wants your attention only on him.

When Micah's first either bust out or released, you pray you never see him again.

Only for him to show up again later for some other crime.

Micah does a variety of crimes to regain your attention and be beside you in a cell.

Robbery, fights, murder...

By the time the law drags him in, you wish you could kill him yourself.

Micah purposefully does his crimes near your town.

When he's hogtied, he's grinning.

You glare at him, seeing how he's covered in blood and mud each time, only to hear him laugh.

"Hey there, Sweetheart... Miss me?"

You do not.

You often have to tell Micah to be quiet in his cell, he never is.

No, instead the outlaw presses himself against the cell, giving you sultry looks.

You grimace and jump back when he tries to grab you through the bars, desperate to feel some sort of warmth from you.

What's even worse is when he talks, all crude flirtation as he looks you up and down.

You thought he did all this in an attempt to seduce you into letting him go.

But no! Why would he even need that when he's busted out so often?

No, he presents himself to you like a harlot just because he wants to.

Your deputy has come into the jail so often to see you being harassed by Micah, leading to your deputy smacking Micah's cell

God the outlaw hates your deputy.

Micah just makes your job harder, for no one's benefit but himself.

You swear he's trying to make you uncomfortable when he presses against the bars, reaching out to grab you and hold you against them.

"A shame we keep meeting like this, behind cold bars... wouldn't you rather there be no... restrictions?"

It takes every ounce of restraint you have to not press your revolver to his forehead.

You hate nothing more than him... and he loves that.

It gets to the point when he's not in jail, he follows you.

He follows you on patrols, riding his horse a distance away until some passerby comes by on their own horse...

Then he shoots them, just to get your attention.

Aw, too bad, are you gonna hogtie him?

He'll promise to be good.

Only when you do it though, your deputy can go to hell.

Other times he just corners you to have you look at him.

He doesn't care if you attempt to kill him or take him in... He just enjoys your hands on him.

Micah seems like he'd purposely pick fights to have your attention.

Isn't he your favorite outlaw?

In a way you can consider this him being in "love" with you.

That or maybe this is just some game to him and he loves to toy with the hot sheriff in town.

"Come on, Sweetheart. I'm right here for you! Gonna kill me? You know you can't... So why don't you and I get a drink? Then maybe I can go back to that office of yours for... other reasons... yeah?"

Micah is a persistent man... unfortunately.

He is a man who is known for shooting up towns to get what he wants.

He's insane, erratic, violent... and he wants you.

He'll probably not stop until he's killed.

Something he isn't keen on letting happen.

For now, his obsession is kept under control in his cell, eying you up and down like a caged animal.

But soon, perhaps in a patrol with your deputy, Micah will come back.

He's always watching you when not in jail.

If his past says anything...

He thinks it's euphoric when he takes one of his prized revolvers...

and shoots your deputy off his horse.

Your horse immediately rears and bucks you off while your deputy's horse takes off with it, tossing you on the ground.

As you try to clear your head, noticing blood pool from your deputy, Micah steps over him and towers over you.

He's been no doubt waiting for months to do this.

"Seems you've got yourself in a little predicament, sheriff..."

Micah's voice is a mocking coo, blowing the steam off his revolver while he leans down.

You go to stand but he roughly shoves his boot on your chest, holstering his revolver before pulling out a lasso.

You go to pll out your own gun, but he kicks it out of your hand before tying your wrists.

"Been wondering when I'd get to do this... look how the tables turned."

Micah chuckles, kicking your side to roll you over as he hogties you.

You're forced to look at your dead deputy, your horses long gone.

"God... ain't you cute... and all mine...."

You grimace, squirming when Micah picks you up to place you on his horse.

"See how it feels? To be captured and carried off? I can't wait to take you back to camp... Everyone back in town's going to think you're dead."

"You'll hang for this!" You growl, only for Micah to chuckle.

"I haven't been hanged yet, bold of you to assume I will now...." Micah grins, tossing you on his horse.

Micah expects to get an earful from Dutch back at camp.

But he's sure he can convince him you're an asset.

In reality, he could care less.

He's tired of you teasing him in jail for months... Now he can have you all to himself...

No bars to keep him from what he wants.

[zvdvdlvr]

Ummm hiiiiii we need to talk more about the concept of "who did this to you" genre hotch because 1 you're so correct and 2 that's one of my favourite tropes

Also hello! 🤭

Hihihi :))

I’m literally a slut for ‘who did this to you?’ and the one bed trope so I have some things to say 😮‍💨😝😏

Probably not the most savory of ideas, but imagine Aaron accidentally walking in on y/n changing a shirt, seeing scars on her back that were trailing over to her stomach. Aaron knows that y/n hadn’t been kidnapped or tortured by any unsubs, so...?

You faced the window of the hotel, looking down on the civilians below. You had already changed your pants, but you wanted to let yourself cool down because of course you had to go Texas right after bring tackled by an unsub (your ribs and back are still sore).

“Agent l/n, are you re-“ Hotch asks, practically busting the door open without even knocking.

You fumble for your shirt and shove your arms through their respected positions, turn around, and pray your boss didn’t see what you think he saw.

“L/n,” Hotch started, voice lethally quiet as he walked slowly over to you. “Turn around. That’s an order.”

You sighed. “I don’t see how this is necessary.”

“I do. Compramization of my agent’s well being? Harrassing a federal agent? Physically assulting a federal agent?” He ranted, voice sharp.

You bit your lip, looking from Hotch’s eyes to the floor. That’s when his expressiom softened.

“Please, y/n,” he pleaded with that smooth voice of his.

“I- he was an ex of mine, Hotch. There’s nothing more to know,” you shrugged, clipping your badge to your belt and clearly signaling that you were done with the conversation.

“Let me see. I just…”

“You just…?” You prompted.

In all honesty, Aaron wanted to see the scars because he wants to know what you had to go through when he wasn’t there. Aaron wanted to see the scar tissue, run his fingertips over it, and truly realize how strong you are for going through that and still being one of the mentally and physically toughest people Aaron knew. “Please, y/n.”

Heaving a massive sigh, y/n turned around and let Aaron pull the hem of the shirt up. Yes, y/n scarred easily (Aaron learned that after y/n got burnt by an oven at Rossi’s), but seeing the marred skin felt like a knife into Aaron’s gut. He drifted his pointer finger of the skin, watching y/n shudder slightly at the touch.

“Who did this to you?” Aaron asked again, his voice softer now. “Please tell me.”

So you told him. Every detail. Everything that happened.

— 🧠

GOD BLESS IT id do anything to be one of hotch’s coworkers who got into a barfight, bleeding and bruised, and show up at his house because ‘he would know what to do’

my brain is braining, but hands are writing the way i want

[nothing-impt]

Dementia babysitting Telegraph.

[zombified-queer]

Hotelpod for the fandom thing?

Favorite Male Character

THE CONCIERGE. Love when a guy seems like the Straight Guy in a Group because the others are just more unhinged. Love his little obsession with Jenny Range. <3

Favorite Female Character

Madam Hotel. Just look at my blog.

Least Favorite Character

Mmm. Probably Mr. Platt? Guy who makes me cheer and clap when he's violently killed.

Favorite Ship

Motel. I love when women are obsessed with each other and creating new mental illnesses about it.

Favorite Friendship

Bellhop and Concierge. That little moment in The Tattoo when she's just annoying him at work is everything to me. <3

Favorite Quote

God, pretty much all of The Pets. (I'm so normal about The Pets.)

Worst Character Death (if any)

Madam Hotel :(

This made me so happy you have no idea Moment

The season 6 barfight at the end of the universe where the Staff and New Crew are just killing each other over and over. Hilarious. Showstopping. Incredible. Fantastic.

Saddest Moment

THE LITTLE MOMENT MADAM HOTEL HAS AT THE END OF ALEX POTENSKI. SHE HAS A TENDER AND GIRLISH HEART!!!

Favorite Location

Despite Mr. Platt being a guest that annoys me, I do love a desert episode. You have no idea how accurately writing a desert motel makes me happy.

[bonesandpoemsandflowers]

going from writing original literary fiction to writing smutty fanfic is so funny, actually. I've spent countless hours of my one and only precious lifetime pacing, researching, scribbling notes, going on fucking international field trips to look at petroglyphs, espresso shots at 11 PM, inducing shamanic trances, crying, worrying about getting the themes right, tormenting myself over understanding the immigration narrative sufficiently, writing and re-writing, writing the same book six fucking times, having a nervous breakdown about representation implications, does the legal stuff work? what is current asylum policy exactly? i need to talk to a lawyer. i need to talk to a ghost. I need to talk to a god. i need to talk to a blue collar latino guy in his 40s. i need to talk to some nerd with a PhD in this highly specific indigenous research area. does the human trafficking through line make sense? how long does it take to die in this kind of weather? what is the density of a shipping container door, without refrigeration? am i remembering the miami accent right? do people know what a getty is?

and then like right now, because I'm allowed to have fun, I'm like

okay SO, the bike is stolen, the barfight is done, they've evaded pursuit, they've kissed once, now they need to find some legit MDMA so fake biker guy spends all night fucking and unable to orgasm, what is the default cash crop of Louisiana, and only THEN can they shack up together in a shithole somewhere, and THEN sub drop by any other name so they can fight and THEN they can make up and have sex without pretense and personas between them, what is the half life of--WAIT wait wait I forgot the handcuffs, where does the handcuffs sequence go? fuck it we ball, anyway, so then for the hungover morning round this guy has to come in like a minute flat--

[swifty-fox]

hmm ok can we have brat bucky thoughts then

gotta have the cake and eat it too huh.

Brat Bucky oh my fucking god. He's broken doms before, they've literally lost their temper and ended scenes because this kid just runs his mouth.

He'll talk through a choking, through a blowjob, through a gag. John Egan will YAP. With that fucking grin and a glint in his eyes he's not gunna bend for you unless you make him.

and listen. we all know Bucky likes to be hit. he fuckin begs for it. And fuck nobody hits better than Gale Cleven. Holds his chin so gently as Bucky keeps talking. Braces him just nice and tells him he's got one last chance. Doesn't yell or shove him around, doesn't threaten. He tells him what will happen if Bucky doesn't behave and when bucky doesn't he follows through.

Hits him a good one across the cheek, no way to dispel the force of the blow by turning his head because Gale has his chin in hand. he just takes it. takes it so good and asks for more.

Bucky gets bratty over not getting enough attention from Gale. When he's reading a new science text or watching a show or just not Giving Bucky Attention. When Gale bc he's such a pretty boy gets hit on by men and women alike. When Gale pulls John away from a barfight and oh how john complains and Gale tells him to behave himself.

"or what."

gale doesn't answer, doesn't have to but he will be filing it away for later

Uses a nice metal clip to attach a weighted ball to John's tongue, likes the way it makes him wince, the way his saliva drips overand off the polished chrome. Nice blessed silence until John starts whining.

Opts for choking him instead. With a hand around his neck, his fingers down his throat. (Don't tell anyone but Gale loves the way john runs his mouth. Loves how he makes him fight for every ounce of submission. Gale doesn't like team sports but he does love to win.)

And when john still wants to yap? Still wants to flirt and goad gale on he'll tie that boy up and give him ruined orgasm after ruined orgasm until he's flushed red to his neck and cringing away from Buck's hand and begging him to stop.

he'll keep going. John's still talking after all.

[ziggaroni-and-cheese]

Papa Ziggy, what are your twin PCs’ opinions on the other LIs like Robin and Sydney?:0 (It could be either corrupted or pure Sydney, whichever one you prefer/usually go for)

Capri:

Robin- Protective big sis energy, out of the two twins she's the one who gets the Robin's Protector trait... Tried to sort of guide him to toughen up a bit but the 'tough love' approach didn't work very well with him so now she just... kinda beats up anyone who messes with him

Sydney- Her tutor!... Sort of? She ropes him into helping her with her studies.. Usually using some line about how 'don't god say you're supposed to help the needy?' To which he usually just.. sighs and relents, though they do get along in general sort of... she kinda wants to corrupt him or at least get him to loosen up a little

Alex- Has only met a few times through someone else... you'll have to wait and see uvu

Eden- Encountered him once, one of the few times she's been legit terrified, just barely got away

Avery- Can't stand him... Its on sight.. Is considering taking the phrase 'eat the rich' literally in his case

Great Hawk- Knows of him through... someone else... But spoilers :)

Darryl- Probably one of her favorite people to work for, has and will continue to get into barfights for him

Harper- Creeps her the hell out, has never once gone to one of her therapy sessions

Remy- If she had a gun with two bullets and was stuck in a room with Avery and Remy she's shoot Remy twice

Emme:

Robin- Babies him way too much... Sees him more as a little kid than someone her own age... Tries to boost his confidence here and there but probably isn't really helping with all the coddling

Sydney- It's... complicated... She hates that Capri spends so much time with him with the whole school thing... But he's just always so damn nice... which just makes her even more aggravated cause it makes her feel guilty about disliking him

Alex- Has never met him

Eden- Capri never lets her go into the forest alone after what happened to her, so has never encountered

Avery- Her one encounter was him confusing her for Carpi while at high rage, so she's terrified of him, runs and hides whenever she sees his car

Great Hawk- Spoilers

Harper- Doesn't know why Capri doesn't like him.. he's always so nice during their sessions... not sure why her head suddenly feels so funny :)

Remy- Spoilers :)))))))))))))))))))))))