#he didnt care he was full of rage

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

.. I thought he was hilarous.. he gave off I want to be a GANGSTER vibes .. people also forget this boy is a cocky shithead.. and kinda dumb.. but that what makes him FUN.

Atla fandom stop woobifying Zuko challenge. Y’all need to rewatch the first season that guy was a shitty person. That was the best part of his character, he was AWFUL.

[potatobugz]

buddy is surrounded by horrible horrible adults like at all times and it is deeply stressing to me. not to baby him, i do think he is easily mislead but he is not stupid. but also like. can he be given a moment to breathe actually. can he not be manipulated for one second. please put him in a normal social situation with regular teenagers his age please im begging you

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Avy jorrāelan

req: full request here.

warnings: smut, canon typical targaryen incest, male! brother!reader, bottom!r, top!jace, this is longer than i expected, smut with plot, hand job

MASTERLIST

As much as you adored your brother, he had always been distant. When growing up, he didnt do much with you, always off training or something. But he was always sweet, and kind to you when you were together. You remembered many fond moments you shared during your childhood with the boy.

You’re not quite sure when this innocent crush on him started. For most of your life, you had only been around your family, clinging to Jace most of all, following him around like a lost puppy. You grew up around him, you knew him more than anyone else had. You only wanted to serve him, to be loved by him.

Jacaerys was none the wiser about your infatuation with him, of course, he was always confused by the sudden gifts that sometimes flooded his room, the compliments, the staring, and the affection you showed him. He brushed it off as an innocent fascination and adoration from his brother.

Jace didn’t know that everything he said to you replayed in your mind constantly, overthinking every little word and sentence he uttered, breaking the sentences apart to understand what he had meant. Jace didn't know that you held onto every little crumb of affection he gave you, that those crumbs had given you more hope that perhaps your brother shared the same love for you as you did him.

And so, as the war began, time passed and lives were ended, the council talked and talked about alliances they could make and how. That is when they came up with an idea that for some reason, infuriated Jace. 

“Prince Jacaerys, sir, he’s old enough to be wed, and this alliance would help, I do not see why n-” one protested, thinking the idea to be a rather smart one.

Jace shook his head before interrupting the man. “I do not want to hear about it anymore. There has to be better options.” He ignored the odd look that Rhaenyra gave him, turning his head the other way. 

Later that night, in his bed. He sat staring at his high ceiling, wondering over and over why he cared so much about whether you should be married off or not. Nothing he did distracted him from his thoughts, and he struggled deeply to sleep, tossing and turning throughout the entire night.

The next morn, you walked with one goal in your mind. With the war raging on and people counting on you all, you knew what you had to do. You breathed heavily as you stepped into the dragonpit, Silverwing in the middle.

You took a deep breath, walking closer and closer to the large silver dragon. She huffed in your face, staring curiously at you. You had decided that she would be the best dragon, because she tend to be more docile and kinder to strangers.

You had lessons as a child on how to claim a dragon, just never made no actual effort to claim one. But you knew that today was the day. Her tail whipped around, you yelping, ducking under it so that it didn’t crush you and fling you to the walls.

“Y/n!” You heard a voice shout from behind you, your brother. You didn’t glance back at him, gulping before you attempted to mount her, putting your hands on her sides, gently petting her.

“Lykirī.” You murmured to her, watching her head stare at you, move closer to your figure. You shut your eyes, feeling her hot breath near your face. Your breathing was erratic, and you knew you had to calm down before you did anything.

The creature let out a loud roar, you slightly stumbling back, but regaining your balance. You turned to the dragon now, staring at her, your brother far behind standing with Rhaenyra. “Lykirī.” You repeated to the dragon.

Rhaenyra held out a hand in front of the boy, like he made an attempt to get you away from the dragon.

You turned your attention back to the dragon, large beady eyes staring into yours. You calmed your breathing, reminding yourself that this dragon would help your mother, would help your brother. And that was all the reason you needed.

You took a deep breath, slowly climbing on top of the dragon, who let out quieter noises now, still following your every move. You mounted the dragon successfully, smiling widely as you stared down at her. You grabbed onto the reins at her sides tightly.

“Sovès.” You told her, and she took off into the air. With the wind in your hair, and the clouds below you, you felt peace. That was until you went back onto the ground, your smile falling when you hopped off of silverwing, being met face to face with Jace, who didn’t look as happy as your mother did.

She spoke a congratulations, Jace glaring at you and not speaking a word until you both were alone, and he gripped your arm, pulling you aside.

"What were you thinking?" he asked urgently, his furrowed brow revealing his frustration. You stood there, confused, unable to understand why he was so upset.

“Wh- what? Why are you mad?” You asked the boy, shoving his arm off of you. He huffed, glancing around.

“Because, that was an incredibly dangerous thing to do. You didn’t even think to tell us? To tell me? You just marched on in here! You could’ve gotten hurt! What if we hadn’t been there and something happened? I would’ve never been able to forgive myself!”

“I wanted you to be happy for me, proud of me!” You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest, trying to fight the tears that dared to fall.

“It was stupid, y/n. Gods, why must you be so…”

You looked at the boy, the tears falling once you couldn’t help it anymore. “So what, Jace?”

“Nevermind.” He sighed, shaking his head, glancing down at the floor and avoiding your teary eyes. He hated when you cried, but now he had no one to blame but himself.

“Say it!” You told him, bringing your hand up and shoving his shoulder. “Say it! I’m so what, Jace? I’m stupid?”

“Your decisions are stupid.”

You bitterly laughed at his response, shaking your head. “I am stupid. I am utterly stupid for thinking that you would be happy for me.” You mumbled, he attempted to stop you when you turned, hearing his shout your name.

The next few days, you sulked around, everyone had noticed it, and was confused at your odd behavior. You hadn’t talked to Jace since then, avoiding him like the plague. You simply glanced at each other when you were at the table, but not uttering a word.

Jace had enough. The silence between the both of you was killing him. You being upset over him was killing him. So, he took a deep breath, before quietly knocking on your door, as to not wake or disturb anyone else.

You walked over to the door, opening it and peeking out. You opened it more upon seeing Jace.

“What?” You murmured to the boy, not quite wanting to see him.

“Can you come out?”

Your eyebrows raised, tilting your head in confusion. “W-what?”

“Please. Just come out of your room. I’m worried about you.”

“Don’t be.” You responded.

“I have our dragons ready for us.”

This piqued your curiosity, you opening the door wider. “Why?”

“I thought we should go out and fly.” He shrugged, glancing around. “Come on.”

You sighed, silently closing the door behind you and following Jace outside, where Silverwing and Vermax sat, waiting for you both to mount them.

You shook your head, smiling at your brothers idea.

“Does anyone know?” You asked him quietly. He smiled back at you, shaking his head, walking over to Vermax while you walked to Silverwing, both of you mounting the dragons at the same time.

You held onto the reins, glancing at your brother as you spoke to your dragon. “Sovès.”

You took off into the sky, your brother not far behind. After you were above the clouds, you stopped her, and you were drifting now. Jace caught up, your dragons side by side.

“I’m sorry for how I acted. The other day.” He told you, you turning to face him. His face looked guilty, like he had held his regrets.

“I am sorry as well.” You admitted.

“Don’t be. It was me who was being unreasonable.” He shrugged, small smile gracing his features now.

As he stared at you, and you stared back, Jacaerys had come to a realization. He was in love with you. That’s what’s been eating at him forever. He’s kept his feelings down in his chest, pushing them away anytime the thought came up. He realized it now.

You swallowed, turning to face the sky again. His gaze remained on you. You both talked, about honestly everything and anything you could. You had missed his smile, his laughter. Your heart was slowly mending back together with each moment you had with the boy.

After a while of talking and riding both dragons, you both landed outside, handing the dragons back to the dragon keepers outside. You both laughing as you ran down the halls, you opening your room doors after sneaking past some guards.

Your brother stood in front of you, leaning in your doorway when you entered. You quirked an eyebrow at the boy, he swallowed, stepping closer to you, his hands going to your face.

Your mouth went agape when his hands cupped your cheeks, his eyes boring into yours. You slowly leaned in, shutting your eyes, his lips meeting yours halfway.

You both melted into the kiss. He closed the doors behind him, gently pushing your further into the room, and then onto your bed.

His hand was on the small of your back, he panted for air when he pulled away, looking down at you underneath his body. You smiled up at the boy, heart racing at what was about to come.

His pace was slow once he was inside of you, you clutching tightly onto his back, holding his body closer to yours. You let out grunts and groans, both your noises filling up the room.

“I love you.” He mumbled to you, the confession making his heart feel lighter. You looked at the boy with all the adoration and love he swears he’s ever felt.

“Avy jorrāelan.” You replied softly, his eyes searching yours. His hand went down too your cock, you letting out a moan. He leaned down, pushing his mouth onto yours again as he began to tug at your member, your pre-cum falling onto his hands.

“I’ve wanted you for so long.” He muttered against your shoulder blade, kissing the skin there as well. His breath fell hot on it.

“I’ve waited longer for you.” You chuckled lowly, feeling his lips quirk up into a smile against your shoulders.

“Mayhaps.” He breathed out, feeling that familiar coil build in his stomach. You looked down where you both connected, before looking back at him.

“Jace…” you cried out at a particular thrust, his hands working at your cock faster.

“I know, I know.” He sighed out, feeling his release close as well. He placed a kiss on your collarbone, shooting his cum inside you with a groan, and yours spilling onto his hand.

[thatshadowcomic]

tbh there's a scene thats so clear in my head, just gotta iron out the details:

Sonic is sent off to find Shadow, claiming he can talk to shadow and get this mess sorted out (were still in classic style btw).

At the cave:

Maria lay sick in a makeshift bed, hidden in a dark cavern with a hole at the top, moss hanging down. There was some kind of battle, after Eggman attack Knothole, and Shadow/Gerlad/Maria were spotted, assumed to be in cahoots with Eggman. Sonic doesn't think they would have done something so brutal and this its a misunderstanding. He wants to hear Shadow's side, but all he finds is maria, laying sick, pale and seemingly in a coma. Maybe he find shadow by her bedside instead? Shadow spin dashes him/tries to chase him off, but sonic warns him that maria needs the royal's help. that she's seriously sick. Shadow wants nothing to do with them, convinced they'll jail them both for their relation to Eggman and Gerald. By this point, Gerald's been captured and will likely be sentenced to treason/death.

"You might not want my help, shadow... but she needs it..."

"I was created to help her, just go away!"

"I'm your friend, shadow, Im not going anywhere."

"I didnt have friends before, I don;t need them now...!"

"Well sucks for you, doesn't it--"

Maria tenses up, likely in pain, stopping them from fighting. Shadow moves to help heal her, but his powers are depleted after whatever fight went on, so he struggles to help as Maria slowly fades away. He begins to tear up, desperately pushing himself, but he doesn't have any energy left. I feel like she'd apologize, maybe this is where the promise scene occurs?

"Shadow..." He looks up, surprised she's awake again,

"I'm sorry I broke my promise...I couldn't support you like I said..." She smiles.

Obviously he could care less, telling her it's okay, "But Please promise me Shadow... promise to protect this planet for me... That you'll appreciate everything it has to offer..."

"M...Maria?" The moment of clarity makes shadow's stomach drop.

"Shadow, you gotta let me take her!"

"Promise me... you'll bring hope to all of Mobius..."

As her eyes close, Shadow panics and breaths heavy, like right before you start to cry kinda breathing. "Sonic...!" He abruptly turns, desperately crying out,

"if youre really my friend-- p-please! Please help her...!"

Sonic doesn't argue with him about joining, instead quietly nodding and taking maria back to the castle.

At the castle:

Sonic brings maria and tries to convince Sally's father, who's shocked,

"Are you insane?! That monster will already be desperate and full of rage when he realizes we captured his creator! Why would you bring her here?!"

"He's gonna be pretty desperate and angry if anything happens to 'er too!"

Sally joins and says something like "He trusts Sonic, maybe this is a perfect time to establish a line of trust with us, get him on our side before Eggman gets to him!"

The king reluctantly agrees, having her taken back. He decides to give Shadow space for now and formulate a plan, avoiding pressuring him... or so he tells Sonic and Sally.

That night, at the cave:

Shadow lays in the makeshift bed, noting the dried blood. He curls up in a ball, tense, all alone for the first time. He has to trust sonic... Sonic knows he wouldn't hurt people...right? He hears a sound and thinks sonic finally returned, but it's guards, who used sonic's communication device to track where sonic went. He tries to escape, but his powers are too low to warp away and they over power him. He tries to explain he never hurt anyone, that he was trying to help. The scene ends with Shadow Crying out for Maria, for help. Sonic would return after a day or two, not finding Shadow, no matter where he looked... He would have assumed Shadow went back into hiding considering Eggman seemed to know nothing about him... In reality, the King couldn't kill him, so they held him up, deep under the castle with specially made shackles/capsule. They wouldn't connect for years... maybe 8 or 10?

I can't decide if he'd be awake or not, maybe partly awake? Like he wakes up years later, after they stop maintaining his capsule? Myabe once Chaos is defeated, that energy passes by him and he escapes? Myabe Eggman finds him like SA2?

Maybe after Perfect Chaos is defeated, all that energy passes through Shadow, reinvigorating/awakening him. I have such a clear visual of sonic and shadow meeting again as he rips the castle apart...

based on this:

[urog1i]

sʜɪɴᴏʙᴜ x ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀʜᴀsʜɪʀᴀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

MANGA SPOILERS.

ᴀᴜᴛᴏʀs ɴᴏᴛᴇ : This was just to refresh my writing skills , I don't expect this to be good but oh well!! I also may or may have not made this to cope with Shinobus death.. This might not be close to canon cause I haven't read the manga in a while, so my apologies for that in advance! Reader is written with fem in mind but it's ultimately gender neutral!!

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs : mention and description of blood, strays from canon(?) , obviously, manga spoilers, mention of reader wanting to kill douma, douma is a warning himself, cursing, if I missed anything then please say!

No. You couldn't allow this. You wouldn't allow the only person you truly love to die - You wouldn't allow her to die by HIS hands. . .

Your breathe was heavy , gasping for air to be let into your dry lungs as you stared at the scene in front of you, upper two, holding onto Shinobu by her waist as blood leaked out of her abdomen.

"oh? One of your friends came for you,  fortunately, they won't take you!" Upper two spoke, letting out a 'hm' as he noticed you. His mixed eyes boring into yours, a teethy grin appearing on his face.

Your hands gripped the handle of your sword once you heard his voice, even just the sound of it irritating you. Gritting your teeth, you focused on trying to steady your breathing.

You have to focus, Y/n. don't let another person you love die.

That was the only thought that ran through your head, you weren't gonna lose another loved one.

Shinobus plan be damned, you didnt care anymore. She can be mad at you until the end of time, she can ignore you, despise you, anything. as long as she doesn't die, nothing matters at this point in time, as long as she lives, it will be okay.

Everything felt like it was in slow motion. You let in a deep breath, closing your eyes as doumas hand reached for shinobus neck.

'Thunder breathing : fourth form."

You thought in your mind, gripping the handle of your sword as hard as you could, your knuckles turning white. You got into position and flashed up to upper two and shinobu, holding your sword above your head - as upper two's hand was just about to reach Shinobus neck, you slashed his arms off, blood splattering onto your already blood-stained haori.

You quickly caught and took Shinobu, carrying her bridal-style . Watching from the corner of your eye , seeing Shinobus eyes widened once she realized what you had done.

You landed quite a bit away, panting for air, one of your hands gripping on Shinobus arm and the other on her torso. Your eyes were full of pure hatred and rage, all directed to upper two. You would kill this emotionless bastard, even if it was the last thing you do.

Your eyes then traveled down to Shinobus torso, tearing off a piece of your haori and quickly wrapping it around Shinobus upper wound, hoping to stop the bleeding, even if It would just a little bit.

"Hey! That was my food there, you can't just go around stealing peopls food, it's not nice!" Upper two whined, his lips forming into a pout - one that made you want to gag and throw up I'll of your guts.

"Shinobu-chan will never be food, especially not for YOU. you disgusting piece creation, you've clearly never felt any emotion whatsoever! " you spoke up, your face turning into a snarl.

" In fact , why were you even born? You serve no purpose whatsoever other than to make lives miserable. You foul, vile, evil little demon!" You finished, your voice filled with pure venom and hatred, hands shaking from rage.

Upper two's expression turned unreadable, then into one of 'shock'. Though, you knew it was just pretend.

"Wow, I've never met a bully like you. You're so mean, y/g." Upper two replied, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, along with his lips turning into a frown.

Just as you were about to open your mouth to reply, someone suddenly burst through the door.

"MWEHUEHAHAHAHA! MAKE WAY FOR THE KING OF MOUNTAINS, INOSUKE!" Inosuke practically screeched, laughing almost maniacally as he burst through the door , with kanao following behind him.

Your expression almost light up when you realized they came, knowing that you won't be alone here with shinobu and that thing. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't help but let your lips turn upwards.

You sighed, steadying your breathing - getting up and positioning yourself to fight. You knew it would be harder, but you will win , no matter what. You will defeat upper moon two.

꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚૮꒰˵•ᵜ•˵꒱ა‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷

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.

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Muzan is dead.

The demon slayer corps is no more, you're at peace now - with Shinobu. Everything was alright now, demons were no more - this is what life should have always been.

You watched as the butterflies in yours and Shinobus garden flutter around, flying around some of the many flowers that you both have planted.

"Dear! Can you come inside and help me with dinner?" You heard Shinobu say from inside your shared home, you smiled softly once you heard her voice, you would probably never get tired of listening to it.

"Coming!!"

You spoke as you walked into your home, walking into the kitchen and seeing Shinobu turn to you with a soft smile - motioning with your hand to come closer.

She leaned up and kissed your cheek, her arm wrapping around your waist lovingly, making the smile on your face widen.

Wrapping your arms around her as well , whilst you though deeply ;

'Im happy to live like this.'

Alrighty!!! So I apologize if it's bad but this was just to refresh my writing skills as I mentioned <3. Like I mentioned , this may be not close to canon or ooc but I still wanted to write something like as I am still not quite over her death!!

Ermm if u have any requests then please tell...

I like writing :3

[sable-skies]

thought abt an au i doodled up months ago but never fully explored, so here's some concept designs for that. im gonna ramble about it now

+ height comparison under the keep reading!

god okay i gotta admit: i, unfortunately, kinda love game of thrones. truthfully i dont care for the sex and inc*st part of the show, but i really enjoy the interconnected weaving plot lines, drama, and utter bullshit that happens in that show. its amazing, i love it, its so fucking stupid. so earlier this year i doodled up some ideas for a game of thrones inspired post-totk au. those are here, and here!

I then dropped it and didnt return to it until now, because i started season 2 of house of the dragon and yknow. why not.

as for actual details about the au: i said in the past it was a got-loz au, but im gonna go ahead and say that i misspoke then because i mean more like, post-totk/loz au INSPIRED by got, because i would never want to do a 1-to-1 au of that god awful show. i mostly think exploring a hyrule that is peaceful, but secretly on the brink of civil chaos and how bad humanity could truly get would be really fun to explore!

i struggled to pick a single role for link to have in such an au, so i said fuck it and divided him up into four parts, in universe the hero's spirit has been split amongst four brothers. to nod towards this, and because i'm cheeky as hell, the first letters of each of their names spells link. Laurent, Irving, Nymos, and Kiran. (im so fucking funny (<- is not funny))

they're all noble born to Arthur Hearth, current lord of House Hearth which basically controls and sits on the Great Plateau, and their mother was Eyla, a member of the Sheikah from Kakariko Village who unfortunately passed away shortly after Kiran was born. Arthur btw is named after the King Arthur legends from Europe, as those served as inspiration for the series in general!

I think a plot would follow them all after the death of their father and how they cope with it and move forward, and how they combat suddenly being labeled traitors to the kingdom for their father's acclaimed crimes.

this is getting long, so I'll do some misc bullet points next on their personalities:

Laurent, as the oldest, had to mature pretty quickly after the death of their mother, Eyla. Which has caused him to grow protective of his younger brothers almost to an overbearing degree. He gets nervous when they're not home, which sucks because Irving is a knight, Nymos studies in Kakariko often, and Kiran wants to explore the world via the survey team. Other then that, he's responsible, quite serious in most situations, and still very kind hearted. After his father's death he starts to spiral into a rage-filled depression, determined to get his brothers back and make the king pay for killing his father.

Irving is the most middle child ever. Due to Laurent being in line for lord of their house and is never gonna back down from that, he sought his own purpose in being a royal knight / royal guardsman / kingsguard. It hasn't really worked out well for him honestly, his higher ups hate him for being Arthur's son, seemingly so naturally talented in combat, and charismatic amongst the ranks that some knights ignore their orders just to follow Irving's instead. So as punishment he's been assigned as the former princess Zelda's bodyguard / retainer. While it disappointed him to not serve his full duties at first, he's come to accept it and treats her kindly. He's proud, a little over-confident, just, and secretly a bleeding heart. After the death of their father, he's forced to choose between his family and Zelda, and knowing that Zelda will most likely die without him, he stays with her.

Nymos, oh poor fucking Nymos dude. As a child he fell into the depths and somehow survived, which was fine, but then he came across a patch of gloom that seemingly never faded, and ever since he's been cursed with doomed visions of the future and a talent for magic. No one believes him about the lingering gloom, and claims that he simply has PTSD from the incident in general, but he knows what he saw. He's sought out magical-based physical therapy in Kakariko because of this, and he's pretty much regarded as a local there. He's quiet, a bit withdrawn, pessimistic, but has a strong sense of justice and genuinely wants the best for those around him, even if he doesn't know how to say it properly. When Laurent and Irving are away, he's the one looking after Kiran and keeping him safe. When his father dies, he immediately starts to investigate the current monarchy for signs of dark magic tampering, which leads him down a rabbit hole he never even knew existed, all the while he's being tormented by visions of his brother dying gruesome and horrible deaths. he's forever an internal nervous WRECK

Kiran!! The baby!! Might be the most dangerous brother of the four, but we'll cover that later. As the resident youngest sibling he's naturally gotten away with pretty much everything and anything, because who can say no to those big baby blues. Thankfully he's not actually that destructive or ill-mannered, but he isn't above pulling a prank on someone for the fun of it. He yearns to leave home and explore the vast continent of Hyrule though, and shortly before everything goes wrong he's accepted into the Survey Team and gets to enjoy it for a bit. He's excitable, energetic, optimistic, and somewhat a handful (get this teen a child leash please) but he means well and is determined to get whatever is on his mind done and finished. He's the last to be told his father is dead as his team didn't tell him about the incident until suddenly there's a group of bandits attacking them and demanding they had Kiran over for ransom. Kiran goes willingly of course, as he doesn't want his team members to get hurt. He later falls into the depths and survives via the sail cloth around his shoulders and meets a strange little fox he calls Todd.

I have so many notes in my head about these guys but again, i'll shut up for now :] here are the heights!

btw; they're all based on a previous incarnation of link and a got character, if you figure it out I'll shake ur hand.

[gigi-loveless]

Maybe something about how After hazel fights the beefy guy (ew I forgot his name lol) girlfriend!reader is crying and picking Hazel up and helping her recover 🥹🥹 thank you!!

“and thank you for attending this years pep rally!”

everything is a blur. one second josie is holding you back from the fight, and another you’re tripping over the bleachers, hot tears bleeding down your face, shoving through the stampede of people towards your girlfriends lethargic body.

“hazel? hazel…come on. you’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay….” you plead over her limp, gashed up body. her fluffy brunette mane is drenched in crimson blood, and you could’ve sworn that she needed ambulance. just as you’re about to crouch down to her, you feel a hand on your shoulder.

“dude, i’m so sorry- i- i didnt-“

“pj.” you whip around, swatting her hand away from you aggressively. you never liked the idea of hazel joining the club in the first place, but the small cuts and bruises you tended to when you picked her up from school were manageable. this was a whole different level. taking a step forward, knuckles turning white with rage, your eyes meet hers centimeters away. “stay the fuck away.” you seethe, pushing her away. you consider just beating the fuck out of her for a moment for what she did to your sweet girlfriend, until a weak, husky voice materializes behind you. instinctively, your stature softens, collapsing down to the floor next to her small frame.

“haze…it’s alright.” her eyes flutter open weakly, and she coughs up a bit of blood. isabel runs to grab her cardigan, and hands it to you to clean the blood up. dabbing the silky cloth across her beaten up face, everything else melts away. she is your entire world. no, your universe. you brush her hair out of her eyes to assess the damage, and even though she put up a good fight, he beat the fuck out of her. it’s even worse up close; both nostrils are gushing blood, a busted lip, and a positively broken nose.

as you’re comforting her barely conscious body, brittany sprints back in, with all of the first aid she could grab from the nurses office (she knows where everything is because of how many times she gets kicked in the face during cheer). the three of you make quick work to clean her up the best you could, and as you’re rubbing the last piece of gauze over her swollen nose, she finally tries to speak.

“h-hey…” she whimpers, half chuckling.

“what’s so funny, haze? you just got the shit beat out of you!”

“oh you’re just…you’re really pretty…at this angle.” she groans.

“haze…” forcing a half smile through your tears, “you know you didn’t have to do that, right?”

“yeah i just, i don’t know…i thought i was fighting pj and-“

“wait, what?”

pjs unsavory mumbles about “getting a room” come into earshot, but you attempt to drown it out. you take hazels black and blue painted knuckles, and heave her up to her feet, catching her full body weight, head securely placed in the crook of your neck. while rubbing her back and cooing over her, you feel pjs glares stabbing into your soul. with brittany, the both of you take each of hazels arms and start to walk her limping frame out of the gym doors and to the car, while pj and josie gawk at your girlfriend. you signal to isabel to take over for you for a moment, and you storm up to the two girls. “you two fuck with her again, i fuck with you. and trust me, you’ll want the ambulance on speed dial, got it?” neither of them can say a word, just gulp and scurry off, muttering to each other about whatever bullshit they’re gonna try next to save their sorry asses.

isabel and brittany help to buckle hazel in the passenger seat of the car, and they make you swear to text with any updates. the door shuts, and hazel immediately just starts bawling, tears mixed with blood beating down onto her shirt.

“i know, i know….it’s okay honey.” you kiss her forehead, not caring about the sticky blood that seeped into her hair. “how about this, let’s go to the doctor, get you all checked out, then go back to my place and i’ll make us dinner?” she nods, and wipes her tears with her sleeve.

“you have no idea how much i love you…”

“i love you most, hazel.”

[soggyriceee]

Hello, I hope you are having a great day.

I haven't been able to get Slasher König and his reading wife out of my head for days. It's a scenario where he comes home from killing someone and asks his wife if she's proud of him, to which she says yes and some HUGE obscenity ensues.

Also if you can include something like the reader is madly obsessed with how strong König is (especially his arms) and how tall he is.

Thanks 🙇‍♀️

proud of me | Konig

sorry for how late this was, im trying to catch up on all the requests y'all

warnings: mentions of killing, oral(f! and m! receiving), somno, fingering, unprotected p in v, aggressive, dom to slightly sub Koni, cowgirl, missionary,

you didnt really expect him to do it. I mean, who would expect your husband to go and murder your ex? your stalker ex.

" he won't stop calling me from different numbers." you'd cry to him, trying to refrain from waking your 2 year old baby. you and Konig had been married for 4 years now, together for 7. you would think any other ex's you've had would be married or with their true love. right? not your ex.

every year around your birthday, he'd call. you'd assumed every year he changed his phone number, and then using fake ones after you blocked his first number. you hadn't told Konig about it until it hit the third year. the year you got married. thats when the calls would get worse. when you had your baby it was no better.

Konig was not happy when he had to figure out on your honeymoon when you ex managed to track you down in the middle of Cancun, threatening to kill himself if you continued to hurt him. you never imagined your honeymoon with the love of your life being completely ruined by someone from years ago. "Im so sorry, I never thought it would get this bad." you cried to him as the police took your ex off the beach.

from then on Konig always threatened to find your ex, fighting him or even killing him for doing this to you. to both of you. but you didnt want Konig to leave. not when you were in the process of getting pregnant with your second baby. "what if you go to jail and I get a positive result." you cried, pulling him arm back to the bed as he got up from the bed, moving towards the drawer the gun lived.

he agreed, not wanting to hurt you more than you were already hurting. but he also felt completely useless in this fight. your ex wouldn’t leave you alone. not until you and Konig divorced. but that wasn’t an option for either of you and you both were content on remaining together.

that’s when you decided to get a restraining order on him. Konig was delighted you came to that conclusion yourself and even offered to pay for the lawyer if you needed one. thankfully, there was no fee for getting a restraining order and the process was done quickly and in no time.

but, of course, why would your ex even care?

this only seemed to anger him more and made him more and more persistent on talking to you. he’d find you in parks when you’d take your now 3 year old to the park. Konig would come speeding over but of course he’d run before Konig could even get there. it angered Konig. to the point you two began to argue about it.

this led to lonely nights. Konig sleeping on the couch or in the baby’s room. you were left alone to keep yourself warm at night. the sex was different. it was full of anger and rage. and it only happened when Konig came home from a rough day, using you to get off and then returning to the living room to sleep. you felt disgusted with yourself. but also hurt at how he was letting your ex ruin you guys’ marriage.

the calls and texts from your ex never stopped. he still showed up at random places and threatening to kill you if you didn’t come with him. you’d call the cops now instead of Konig, knowing that he’d get fined or even put to jail for breaking the order. but the second it ended, he began to show up at your home.

Konig knew about it. but apart of him didn’t care anymore. he felt like it wasn’t going to stop no matter what. he felt completely useless. he didn’t feel like a man.

and so the lonely nights continued, the aggressive loveless sex continued. your baby was growing up in a house that had no love. and you tried your best. despite working longer hours now just to stay away from home. not even to simply stay away from your ex now. to stay away from Konig as well.

you began to lose weight, drastically. the lack of food and sleep was catching up to you and Konig noticed. he still loves you. you were his soulmate and never for a moment did he doubt that. he hated how he was treating you. but he didn’t know why he couldn’t just talk to you about it. not until he came into the room, the sight of you sleeping with your baby in your arms.

he crawled into bed beside you, wrapping one arm around your waist, swallowing back the tears of guilt but also happiness. he was finally right beside you in bed where he belonged.

“i’m going to make this right for us.” he whispered in your sleeping ear, kissing your cheek before shuffling silently out the bed and eventually out the house.

the next morning you woke up to a text from Konig. “gonna be out until late tonight. make sure the baby’s asleep when i get home. please. i love you.” of course the text worried you, and the spamming of calls did no good for you at all. he simply let it ring and go to voice mail. it was only 11:20 or so, when did he leave and for how long will he be gone?

the rest of your day was full of anxiety and stress. your baby was crying throughout the day, unable to find something to make themselves happy. you were unable to do the same.

every ten minuets youd check your phone to see if Konig said anything. a text, even a simple “hey i’m okay.” but you got nothing. that’s when it hit you that you also haven’t heard/seen much of your ex. maybe it was just a coincidence, nothing to be too worked up over. right?

as night fell, you were finally able to get your baby to relax and fall asleep in his own bed. it was 9 now, still nothing from Konig. plopping on the couch, you closed your eyes, swallowing back the tears that wanted to escape but couldn’t. he was coming home. you had to keep telling yourself that.

you hadn’t realized you had fallen asleep on the couch until you shuffled awake slowly, feeling something moving inside you. panicked, you woke up, looking right at the source of the feeling.

between your legs laid Konig, his head resting on your thigh, lips sucking on your clit while his ring and middle finger pushed in and out of you. his eyes were closed, moaning into your pussy as his tongue circled your clit, his lips sucking it right back into his mouth after.

your hand pressed against his head, pushing him alway. well trying. his eyes shot open, looking straight into your as his arm pulled you closer onto his face rather than farther. his fingers hit deeper inside you with that, a whimper leaving past you.

he placed his head back on your thighs, humming satisfied with your lack of fight. his tongue went back to playing with your clit, his eyes remaining on yours. you tried to hold back your moans, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of how much you were enjoying it. but he knew you were. no matter how hard he tried he knew exactly how to get you to finish.

almost as if it was a subconscious move, your fingers wrapped into his hair, tugging gently. “are you proud.. of me?" he moaned into your cunt, moving your fingers in a 'come here' movement. your toes curled instantly, pussy clenching around him. "f-for what?" you moaned out, still trying to fully take in what was happening.

he pulled your clit with his lip, sticking his tongue out to let it drool over your clit. "I took care of everything. we're gonna be so much happier maus." he said, taking his thumb to rub his spit against your clit.

your head that was tilted back quickly shot up, stuttering out "what?" he smiled and sat up, removing his shirt before standing. you took in his tall figure, every muscle curve on his arms and chest. he slid his hands to his pant buckle, undoing his buckle. slowly he slid his pants down, his member springing up.

the tip was red, dripping pre cum slowly. "me and you and our baby. were gonna be happy forever." he smiled, walking closer to you. you sat up, swallowing and looking up to the tall man. his hands moved to his hard on, grabbing it gently before tapping it on your face. "open." he breathed out. and so you did.

"I killed him." he said before stuffing your mouth, shoving all of himself in your mouth. your hands gripped his thigh, whimpering around him. his hands went behind your head, guiding you back and forth on his length. he groaned, digging his teeth into his bottom lip.

"a..are you proud of me maus? proud what I did for our family." he moaned, moving his hips back and forth against you. but of course you couldn't respond. how would you respond when your throat and mouth is stretched out by the size of him? so all you could do was satisfy him with a weak whimper.

his hips didn't stop thrusting against your face, breathing out heavily. "mm fuck.. take me so well maus." he moaned, watching as your mouth spread around him. tears fell from your eyes, fingers digging into his muscled thighs. "too much for you libe? cant take it all?" he moaned, pulling his dick out your mouth.

drool followed, your lips swollen. his hand cupped your chin to force you to look up at him, a fake sympathetic look on his face. "b-been so.. long." you panted, swallowing while keeping your eyes on him. this caused a big smile on his face now, moving to sit beside you. "come sit." he smiled.

you slowly made your way on his lap, taking in how big he was against you. one of is hands moved up to your chin, pulling you to his lips. the mix of his pre cum and your spit made a mess on each others face. "tell me. tell me your proud of me." he said against your lips, his other hand sliding between your thighs to rub your puffy clit.

you whimpered out, hands finding his broad shoulders, gripping them. "s-so proud of you." you whimpered, slowly moving your hips against his finger. "say it again." he demanded, watching your body react.

your one hand moved up to his hair, gripping it as your orgasm rapidly approached. "im sop-proud of you Koni.. did s-so good." you moaned out, moving your hips against his fingers faster. he moaned out, thrusting his hips up before removing his finger. "need you to show me." he said, gripping your hips to lift you from his lap and align you with his tip.

"okay j-just go slow pl- fuck!" Konig had ignored your request completely, pushing you all the way down on his length. naturally, your body fell against his as he bottomed out inside you, feeling every inch of him while a surprised squeak left your lips. "s-sorry libe", he chuckled, "just got too excited."

his hips moved out of your pussy slow, before pushing deep inside of you. your fingers dug into his shoulders, beginning to feel how small you really were against his body. the muscles in his shoulders tensed, a low growl emitting from him. his large hands wrapped almost fully around d your waist, allowing him to move you at the pace he wants you to, turning you into a real life flashlight.

and it made you even wetter.

"s-so fucking small against me yeah? happy I saved you from that man huh libe? are you happy I saved the day?" he whispered, bouncing you up and down. you wanted to respond, but you couldnt. you were getting off on the fact he was manhandling you, his size compared to you causing your cunt to squelch around him. so all you could give him was a small pathetic nod, partnered with a small meek ‘yes.

he kept up the pace he set for you, beginning to thrust up into you. “oh fuck.. so deep inside this pussy. filling yoh all the way up.” he groaned, his head digging into your shoulder. your arms wrapped around his neck, nails digging into his broad shoulders as your body fell to mush in his grip.

“s-so big.” yoh whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut and hitting your lip, trying not to be too loud to wake your kid. he chuckled, slowing his pace to a halt, letting you also rest. “too much?” he asked, pressing a kiss to your neck before looking to you. you nodded, whimpering out another ‘yes.

he laid you on the couch, sliding out of your cunt leaving yoh throbbing. he laid above you, tapping his length on your pussy. “so wet.. you like me killing for you don’t you?” he whispered, cupping yohr cheek with his hand. you nodded quickly, looking up at him.

his other hand ran up and down your inner thigh, gripping it. “you gotta be quiet for me maus.. don’t wanna wake our baby.” he whisperer, aligning his tip before slowly pushing in, whimpering out as you wrapped around him. your eyes squeezed shut, mouth falling open. his hand quickly found your mouth, head pressing against yours.

he took a shaky breath before sliding oht slowly and pushing back in, whimpering out again. slowly he picked up the pace, his hands finding your hips to hold you down and allow him to go faster and deeper. “so fucking tight.. and it’s all mine.” he groaned, looking at you through his eyelashes. his hips slapped against yours, filling the room with the sound of slapping and moans.

your hands found the back of his head, pulling tightly on his hair. he whimpered out, gripping your hips a bit tighter, releasing his hand from your mouth. “it’s a-all yours Koni. just yours.” you moaned, raising your legs to wrap around his waist. he whimpered out a ‘fuck’, raising his head to look into your eyes. “t-tell me again.” he moaned, moving faster.

he was close you could tell. his breaths got shaky and his fingers dug into your hips. “this pussy is.. is all yours.” you cooed, tugging his hair just a bit. he groaned, pushing your legs up to your chest a bit more, drilling right against your womb. “oh please o-pull my hair more.” he whimpered, looking down to you with desperate eyes.

you smirked, tugging his hair so his head was pulled back, exposing the veins in his neck. your pussy clenched around him, the idea of being in control of the man who towers over you completely. “you l-like being controlled like this huh?” you whisper, clenching around his cock tighter. he whimpered, his hands working up your body now to your breasts.

“i-i’m gonna.. i’m gonna cum libe.” he whimpered, playing with your nipples. you gasped softly, your back arching off the couch slightly. his hips drilled into ykh faster, chasing his own high. his desperation caused yohr pussy to pulse around him, your stomach turning. “so close.. just w-wait for me Koni.” you moaned, your legs tightening around him.

you let his hair go, your hand gripping his face to pull him down to kiss you. the kiss was deep and fast, silencing each others moans. “please libe.. i c-cant hold it anymore.” he begged against your lips, one hand sliding between your bodies to your clit. “keep going in so c-close.. fuck.”

naturally, his hips moved quicker, desperate taking over the once controlled man. his tip abused your womb, causing tears to brim at your eyes as your cunt convulsed around his cock. "c-cum in me Koni" you moaned out, feeling yourself let go. but you didn't have to finish your sentence before his head dropped in between your neck, biting down on your skin to try and silence himself. his fingers dug into your hips, his own hips pounding into you as he forced his cum deeper into you.

your own body shook under him, your hands gripping his hair as you let the pleasure course threw your body. "q-quiet libe.. c-can't wake the baby." he whimpered, placing his hand over your mouth as you came down from your high. he thrusted slowly in and out of you, his body pressed flat against yours. your hands let go of his hair as your body relaxed, your legs shaking less. his hand left your mouth, head still in your neck.

"did you.. really kill him Konig?" you finally asked after a bit of silence. but you got nothing in return. instead, you were hit with soft snoring in your ear, Konigs arms wrapped around your body. you felt him softening inside you, causing the heat to rush to your cheeks. smiling, you kissed his forehead before pressing your head back on the couch, closing your eyes and drifting off to the sound of his snoring.

another request done finally. college is kicking my ass y'all. dont do it. (jkjkjk)

[napstabl00k]

im sooo curious how you'd do surge?

surge! not the og, but certainly the host. you know her. has a strong competitive streak, but also a strong sense of justice. [she/her]

the og's forcefully gone dormant. thank you hypnotism.

starline, the doctor. the brain fry may have caused starline hallucinations, but it also caused a split. he often takes the form of self hatred, causing surge a lot of doubts and distress, and when fronting, surge goes scarily quiet. he doesn't front often though. more terrifying than the original doctor. [he/him]

sonic, a factive of the hated hedgehog. fights with the doctor a lot, and is good at calming panic attacks or anything of the like. considers himself sonic due to looking and sounding like him, as well as using things sonic says a lot to calm them down, but later down the line renames himself to thunder. surge comes to like him better once the hypnotism stops attempting to fucking murder him for being named sonic. loopholes babyyy. hes like if sonic was always super chill and didnt give a shit about being fast. so. not like him That much. [he/him]

rush, the one that cares. holds all the emotions that surge doesn't, which is to say they feel just about anything but rage. causes pain in the chest when fronting just due to feeling so much. in issue 69, when clutch shows up and scares them, surge only feels it for a moment, as rush takes it and feels it in full, leaving surge to get mad instead. rush rarely gets the chance to front, as surge pushes them away every time, worried about feeling too strongly. not that surge even knows that she IS pushing them away. [they/them]

surge doesn't know shes a system. she doesnt know what a system IS. but she knows that sometimes sonic and starline start fighting in her head [a side effect of the hypnotism for suree] and then sometimes she has to go bite her hand and be angry so that her chest doesnt hurt from feeling everything all at once? that one's weird but it happens sometimes [rushvoice can i front like 1 time. please]

[scoobydoodean]

i know it's compelling in fics for cas to feel betrayed about the jack in the ma'lak box decision but its So weird bc its obvious the moment jack breaks out of it hes like. oh man jack might need to be restrained at least until we can figure out a plan. like his first thought before jack breaks out is "this was cruel of them to do" and then hes like. oh fuck jack might be a threat actually.

like castiel is a complicated character hes on jack's side but by the time god suggests killing jack hes done a full 180 on it.

and when people are like "aiming the gun at jack is just as bad as shooting him" im even more confused bc like. dean aimed a gun at emma and didnt shoot her, even with the safety off. dean aimed a gun at SAM while under mind control/anger spell (talking about southern comfort iirc) and didnt shoot him. dean aimed a blade at cas and didnt stab him. like. its fine for cas to be upset at the god gun thing but its so weird when people act as if cas didnt basically admit jack needs to be stopped/bound next episode.

Cas should have been consulted and had a right to be angry that he wasn't included in the decision. At the same time, part of the reason the whole dead mom incident leading up to this happened is that Cas—yet again—kept something from everyone else so he could make unilateral decisions behind all their backs, so I'm not particularly sympathetic to his frustrations with being excluded.

I also just don't think it was cruel at all to put soulless Jack in a box and I think people should get over it. He was killing people and I care more about that than his feelings about being stuck in a box for all of 20 minutes. I simply don't care and it continuously baffles me how big a deal some fans makes out of this when Jack was going around fucking punishing and killing people in horrific ways for not believing in god on Dumah's orders after Cas suggested to her that Jack was in a vulnerable state due to being soulless and could be molded to do others bidding. Anyway like 20 minutes later, Cas went to inquire about putting Jack in The Cage. You know—the room where Sam was trapped for a year with Michael and Lucifer and where as far as Cas knows at that point, Sam was so badly tortured by Michael in addition to Lucifer that it ripped him apart at the seams?

Fandom's take on the entire thing is so devoid of even the most basic level of nuance or even plain simple honesty (to the point one of my mutuals was sent hate mail for months for nothing more than pointing out canonical facts surrounding the incident). It doesn't even surprise me anymore, because this is a fandom that infantilizes Jack to such an extent that it's been passionately argued to me that Jack should be allowed to kill people when he's angry because he has such Big Important Feelings and simultaneously and incongruously—that Dean shooting Jack to keep him from killing the black store clerk Jack was strangling to death in a rage was an act of abuse. Don't even get me started on gun disk horse that exists beyond that regarding the shooting people with guns show.

[pastelbluecloudy3]

Hello! I have sort of an angst request for Hantengu and Gyokko. If you’re not comfortable with it that’s totally understandable and I’m sorry if this requests hurts you. Trigger Warning- I had an uncle a while back who was acting weird towards me. He didn’t do anything thankfully, but he did touch my arm and it felt weird. Can you do a scenario where their S/O comes back shaken up from the market and they’re pestering her about it and she finally tells them what happened and that she saw him again in a market, and he tried to talk to her and she got scared and went away. What would they do? Again, I’m really sorry if this request is too much and it hurts you.

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𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 💙 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕!

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙶𝚢𝚘𝚔𝚔𝚘 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛(𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚣𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗.)

WARNINGS: 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎! 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝! 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏!

He was worried for what took you longer than 20 minutes. He was all over you once you got home to be with him. But he noticed you were... Uncomfortable. He only sent you to the market to buy more food and a couple of paint supplies. He knew he shouldve went with you after you showed up barely having anything with you.

"My little art work! What seems to be the problem? You don't seem as happy as you were when you left." He was nervous. Maybe you seen a demon slayer that was asking you questions? Or even worse. A hashira? He knew you would never betray him like that. Right? "My art piece.. Please tell me?" Before you started speaking tears started swelling in your eyes threatening to fall down your cheeks."I saw him.. He tried talking.. Then got closer.. I was scared so I ran.. "

Oh he was mad. Not even mad. Enraged. How could he come back to mess with you again. He should've went with you. He doesnt want you experiencing that. He was happy you came home in one piece. But that guy surely was gonna be found in pieces. "My little art work.. Please stay here and calm down. I'll be back." he stated before teleporting where ever he would go. Before you knew it. Gyokko in his full form. Holding his Decapitated and bloody head. He was giggling with both of his mouths covered in the deep red blood that came from your ex.

He held you close to him because he wanted to keep you safe and comfortable. He already ate the decapitated head so he didnt really care about whats gonna happen next. All that he knew was that you are his and he is yours.

He only told you to go to the market to buy food? Why did you look like you seen a ghost. "Y/n?..w-why do you look so scared...is it from me?.." He questions you but saw how you we're about to cry. He was in fear.. He didnt want to see you shedding tears?... What happened was then he split into those 4 clones.

"What happened? Stop crying dammit!" Sekido yells at you. Hes concerned but he cant really show it. " You dont have to yell at her.. She seems sad... Is there something wrong Y/n?". Aizetsu responds back. "I saw him... I saw him again.. " tears falling slowly onto the wooden floor. They all felt rage because they never wanted to see you like this. They never saw a joyful and caring person like you cry. "What do you mean you saw him? Are you hurt? Are you ok? Please. Tell me where he lives. " The pleasure demon. Karaku says. Urogi starts speaking. "Poor guy is probably still at the store! Should we pay him a visit? ""Of course we should! We can see how he would enjoy seeing his limbs get ripped off!"

The door then gets broken down." You took too long. It wasn't hard to just go." Zohakuten spoke with the head of the guy you wished you never saw. All of them spent the time comforting you telling you he was gone forever and never to come back. You felt safe with them and they were happy to know you were safe to stay with them. Zohakuten and the rest of the clones started eating the guy so you would never see him again.. I mean hey? Its affection and caring for you.. Right?

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𝙸𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐! 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜! 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛! 𝙱𝚢𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 💙✨🫶🏾

[southparktexts]

hiii this is my first time requesting so im kinda scared and i hope im not doing anything wrong!! could you do headcannons with the main four going on a long road trip with a reader who drives? who do u think would be the passenger princess teehee. take care and take as much time as u need!!!

hii anon !! absolutely !! thank you for requesting !! <3 you didn’t do anything wrong !! im glad you requested <3

The Main 4 On Roadtrips w / Driver!Reader

stan ;

- as i said before i cant see him as a affectionate person.

- either the whole roadtrip is the two of you listening to music or talking.

- 50/50 on both parts

- the closest thing you’ll get to affection on your roadtrip is hand holding or thigh gripping while you drive

- i can see stan being a quiet yet calm type of boyfriend.

- his music taste is probably a lot of old 2020 songs

- he doesn’t backseat road rage a lot suprisingly

- checking up on you from time to time as well.

“babe, how you doing? alright?”

“you want me to drive?”

- i can say though he is the most unorganised person ever.

- he didn’t pack snacks or water..

- also gets distracted a lot, especially if its dark.

- will randomly ask you to pull over to gaze at the stars with you.

- or fuck.

- will randomly smoke a blunt, i don’t know.

- also will randomly change his playlist to sad songs

-.. and emo??

- feeds you snacks when you buy some

kyle ;

- i know damn well he is annoying to drive with.. no offense..

- but also very caring as well!

- you both fight for aux though..

“im playing!”

“but your driving?!”

- you guys end up making a playlist mid roadtrip..

“oh add ___ as well”

“fine..”

- he is the most organised person out of them.

- constantly does check up on the bags to make sure he didnt forget anything.

- HUGE road rager…

- not surprising.

- most of the roadtrip is wholesome talking.

- sentimental talks and talks about life.

- checks up on you constantly.

“are you getting tired?”

“i can drive if you want..”

- very affectionate, although your driving.

- gripping onto your thigh, kissing you at every red light, saying i love yous

- a very affectionate sweetheart

- his music taste is bo burnham.

kenny ;

- HE is the passenger princess but he isn’t the only princess.

- loves when you drive, he can get cooked while you drive.

- i can see him getting so fucking cooked, saying the randomest shit

“i love nascar drivers!!”

“..okay??”

- he packed snacks.. but he ate them all when the munchies kicked in.

- thigh gripping from him as well as whispering dirty things to you.

- probably tries to get you riled up to fuck in the car.

- definitely loves it when you buy things for him

- stopping by drive thru and ordering him food like a princess

- most of the car ride is a mix between is singing along to music or talking

- 50/50 yet again

- im a huge believer that kenny is an juggalo.

- music taste is def pink guy and icp

- blasting music and rolling down the windows like idiots

- definitely tried getting you high as well

“ken im driving!”

“and??”

cartman ;

- HE is the passenger princess as well 😭

- i say this because he can’t stay well in one spot unless he’s given something..

- im being fr.

- will whine and complain a lot

“im hungryyy”

“im boreddd”

- he is definitely on aux

- only because he can do something which is controlling music

- the WHOLE roadtrip is karaoke. full stop.

- playing old school bangers and singing along.

- definitely on his phone playing games as he vibes with you.

- he (un)ironically ate all the snacks..

“can you get me a chip?”

“..were out.”

“HOW THE FUCK ARE WE OUT I PACKED 3 BAGS??”

- not very affectionate when it comes to you in my opinion.

- will whine until you pull into mcdonald’s and order him food.

- and snacks.

- acts like a brat when he doesn’t get what he wants

- …. doesn’t check up on you, he lowkey forgets too.

reqs are open !!

[crystalddemon]

LATE NIGHT DRINKS

English is not my first lenguage, i apologize in advance.

Info: Fluff. Reader is a witch, very much bayonetta coded. Alucard is needy. Kinda lore?. No proofread, this is a try of something.

It was late. Like, really late night. The storm outside Hellsing castle was raging, thunder and rain pouring over with force, crashing against the empty halls and big windows. The only light were the candles over the table, as she drank a glass of wine in complete silence. She was night owl, sleep wasnt her thing after all. She had always been full of nightmares and constantly having to stay alert, maybe working in hellsing had changed that a bit. But she still had her bad habits. She drank slowly, staring at the crimson liquid and getting lost on her own thoughts in the middle of the storm. She liked this. A job as monster hunter, the pay was nice, and -he- was almost always with her. She swinged her legs over the table, as she always did, clicking the stars of her heels. Her guns. Unable to stay unarmed, even being in pijamas. ¿Why was it so hard to accept peace, why she couldnt sleep? ¿Maybe it was because he wasnt there. Since when she missed him so much?.  -.....you are awake- The lights of the candles flickered, a big shadow looming over her. The smell of wet grass, rain, and blood mixed on Alucard; freshly arriving from a nightly hunt. She curved her back, to find his bloodshot eyes, big and dilated, staring down at her. -....And you are early- she answered softly. Her voice sounded calm, natural, welcoming. There was a small, deep silence between them too, as she got her glass, still with some wine, on the table. She knew how much he dissaprooved her drinking late, without eating something. She already knew how this went. **Them both knew**. The next thing she felt was his cold, long hands scooping her up on his arms. Rubbing her legs, her waist, pressing her close to his damp clothes.

Silence was replaced with the clacking of his boots, and the drip of water on the floor, as he carried her princess style back to her room. Because she deserved a bed, not a coffin, in his own words. She was positioned in bed with a soft pout, missing her wine. Third time this week. He pulled off wet clothes, like she always made him do, sneaking into one of his own shirts she had on her closet. She hummed, as he eventually plopped himself on top of her, cuddling her under the covers. Cold, calloused hands roamed her legs, her waist, seeking her warmth. She heard him purr, rub his head against her neck and her cleavage. Her soft hands threaded on his long hair, carefully drying it with a towel and soft rubs.  -....how did it went?- she asked, adjusting the tick blanket over them. Winter wasnt her thing, or maybe it was just a excuse to be closer. -....all of them dead. I stole for you a neackle, and a ring. Silver, like you used this week.- his deep, hoarse voice whispered. Fangs already peeking, rubbing over her soft skin. Old, fresh, and still healing bites filled her neck and down to her chest, witnesses of her daily routine. She softly pressed him close, as the first bite of the night came. -....you didnt got hurt- she spoke, as small drops of blood ran down her skin. His cold tounge lapped her, soothing the pain she was already so used to. -....couldnt. You would worry- he whispered simply, leaving a trail of kisses before biting again. His pupils, blown wide, stared at her seeking for any discomfort. Witch’s blood was a luxury only him was able to have. He bit, kissed and marked her neck, sucking her sweet nectar with longing.

This kind of intimacy was a habit between them at this point, a way of connecting with each other in caring gestures. What started as „emergency blood supplies“ ended up as a sweet habit between two souls that eternally belonged to each other. She leaned back, rubbing his shoulders and whimpering sightly when he bit a spot she didnt expected. He inmediatly let go, kissing and licking the spot eagerly with gentleness. -....m‘ sorry...sorry- he whispered apologies, finding the idea of any kind of pain on her unberable. It was so unusual to see Alucard like this. His snark, all his bite compleatly gone as he became putty on her hands. He was like a caring husband, a needy creature of her attention and care. She smiled softly, pressing him close as her eyelids felt heavy. She felt him kiss all her neck, her face, her lips. His big frame pressed her close, trying to keep her warm and comfortable on his slender but firm body.-....g’night baby- She sighed, sleep slowly clouding her mind. There wasnt cold, or fear, or danger there. Just a big vampire taking care of what he loved the most, as he also decided to take a nap. 2 hours, 3 days, whatever she wanted. The bad days were over. Her own, personal evil was there to stay always with her. Maybe that was her peace. He just kissed her forhead, wishing her sweet dreams and rest for both of them; as the candles died. The storm covered the silence again, now a lullaby for her on the arms of her vampire.

[s0apmactav1sh]

Part 4 of 4

The finale of King!Price x Devoted!Knight Reader.

Cw: angst. Pure angst.

It shouldnt be this painful. You knew death, he was both your comrade and enemy at the same time. The person who shadowed you constantly, who was merciful to the souls of other soldiers. Some said you carried on like death didnt exist. Like you were immortal, as a mockery to the one god you didnt have the will to overpower. And yet when you needed him most he was no where to be found. No dark hood and cloak in your surrounding vision just the mass murder of the enemy line you foolishly ran into.

"Where are you..?"

Its a pitiful mumble as you try moving but the spear thats embedded into your chest keeping you down doesnt make it easy. You had made a mockery of death when you took it upon yourself to rid the enemys of there leader who came to start war on your kingdom. You denied the orders of your king in a fit of your own rage and while you had killed the man who was so hellbent on bringing chaos to a peaceful land, you had been impaled by a spear.

Were you even worthy to be rewarded by the gods to allow you into their sanctuary or were you another fool who would be sucked down into the depths to join the king of the underworld? Only time would tell and it didnt seem that you had much with the way your head was beginning to spin and splotches of black began crowding your vision. Voices and sounds were all to distant no matter where the were coming from. Between the yells of orders and the sounds of those taking there last breaths you were among the many who would suffer the judgement of the gods.

King!Price who finds you in sea of bodies no longer breathing but his scattered mind tells him otherwise. You cant be dead, your his loyal knight the only way you would die would be at the hands of him when he tells you to die. Even though he can feel how cold you are he still demands you be picked up and brough back to the medical wing in the castle and 'healed' none of the other knights had seen their king as distraut as he was now. So worried over another dead.

But you werent just another dead to him. You were the man he loved, the man he cared for even when you couldnt you were his everything and more and his delusions that you were still alive kept that well fed. The medical wing wasnt empty but it wasnt full, injured knights hadnt all been brough back from the field of battle and yet you were being prioritized even though you were clearly lifeless just by the way you were hanging limply in the arms of the king as he placed you down onto a bed.

No one else was able to touch you other than him as he took off your helmet and revealed your pale face, eyes wide with fear and unmoving. He knew it deep down you were gone no longer his lover, no longer there to be the one to care for him. No you were the husk of what your soul used to be.

Death welcomes all of the souls he travels the path to the afterlife with expect for you. He had been hunting you down like a predator. With each dangerous situation you put yourself in and managed to get out of he was always there waiting for the day he could come and snatch your soul. And finally after years of waiting he had done it. He had taken the soul that had mock and avoided him for so long yet know you were his and it wasnt the gods that would decide your faith no, death had chosen you to be his sucessor. The next death would be you.

Your funeral was morbid. No one showed other than the king and other knights. It made sense with how little you talked of a spouse or a family around them that they would find out you didnt have either. But Price knew. He knew of your guilt that ate away at you even while being his strongest knight, he knew of the weight that was heavy on your shoulders keeping you from properly enjoying your existance on the planet. But he also knew you died alone and truly petrified over the dreadful life you had ending. Your grave was there to display your honor but there would be no one to ever vist because you never had anyone.

Of course over the years your memory faded from Prices mind although he desperately tried clinging to it. He found it difficult to live without you as his devoted knight until someone came a replaced you. Completely erasing you from the pages within. But you were never truly gone, you watched yourself be forgotten about. Hovered near price as he remained king and led the souls of the dead to their rightful places in the afterlife.

Fin.

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Its done. The ending of King Price x Knight Reader. I didnt know how else to end it so I decided with angst and yeah im happy with it :) i am broke so i cant pay for anyones therapy but i can give you a happy owl to make it better

[flower-of-the-desert]

Favorite scenes from Stars of Chaos vol 3

I finished the 3rd vol of spl and I'm soooo obsessed with changgu rn, it's taken over all the brain space in my head. And since the 4th vol also just came out yesterday (very IMPATIENTLY waiting for it to arrive in my greedy little paws lmfao) I wanted to put down my favorite scenes so far in no particular order. Under the cut for spoilers obviously if you havent read this part yet.

First place winner goes to Gu Yun casually dropping a marriage proposal like a few months after their first kiss?? I love a man who knows exactly what he wants. Also Gu Yun has been such a delight1 He kept surprising me as I was reading with how romantic and devoted he became once he realised his feelings.

Their first time having sex kasdhskjdkls chang geng's yifu kink becoming full on canon was so sexy and just everything about that moment was so good, how vulnerable they both were, how passionate and possessive of each other ("from now on this person is mine" 🔥🔥🔥🔥)

Chang Geng's nightmare of Gu Yun rejecting him because he's become a ruthless person who seeks only power (such a good way to show us Chang Geng's fears and what goes on in his mind!) and then the real Gu Yun showing up and promising to protect and support Chang Geng and make sure he wont go down a bad path. Also Gu Yun getting PISSED when Chang Geng tried to leave and said he'd go back to the prince Yan estate like pls that was so so hot. Gu Yun is so damn possessive of his little prince and he wont tolerate Chang Geng leaving his side.

The city wall kiss and the way it sparked so much delicious relationship development between them! I love desperate we might die so I want to feel this at least once kisses 😍

Gu Yun finding out about the whole Chang Geng backstory and the curse. I was so excited for this moment since I started reading spl and it did not disappoint! Gu Yun's barely contained rage over what Chang Geng suffered and his anguish when he realised the day they met for the first time Chang Geng was probably trying to end his life in that storm (I also hadnt realised the implication until this moment so I loved the way it hit me and Gu Yun at the same time). And then his immediate determination to take care of Chang Geng always and make sure he's safe and healthy 🥺🥺

Gu Yun thinking about how he always knew how his life would end - defending the borders, dying in some fight with their enemies, bringing glory to his family name like he's supposed to except now that he has Chang Geng, he wants /more/, wants to give the rest of his life to Chang Geng and decides to start taking care of his health so he can have more time with him. My favourite Priest thing is characters who have given up on live and want to die suddenly finding the love of their life and wanting to live for them (zzs, gu yun, fei du - MY BELOVEDS!!)

Chang Geng's struggle between wanting to hide the ugly parts of himself from Gu Yun and not let him see how ruthless he can be and wanting to show Gu Yun /everything/ so he realises what kind of person Chang Geng is (in his own eyes - a bad one).

Learning more about Shen Yi's backstory and his home life was nice and it makes more excited for his romance with the badass doctor Chen (whom I looooove).

The last fight between Gu Yun and Chang Geng and how Gu Yun didnt hold back in calling Chang Geng on his bullshit and Chang Geng's responce being to get horny about it lmfao

[floydsglasses]

𝗜'𝗺 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗮𝗱 𝗗𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀

This is gonna be bad im just warning you im freaking tired and stressed, they are gonna be Sad and Happy and UNHINGED.

Bradley has a little Rooster figurine in the front of his jeep, he got as a gag joke and was gonna leave it at whatever house he got it at but now has emotional attachment to it.

Jake's go to song in Karaoke when he is sober is Queen, he will belt out We Will Rock you, but when he is drunk enough he will sing Dolly Parton's 9 to 5 with every bit of southern twang he can

When Bob is really angry he will drop his midwest accent and go full on southern, like deep south

Natasha lost a bet in high school and had to get a bad tattoo, said tattoo was something like a duck with a cowboy hat, or stupid quote, you decide

Mickey unironically sings the lyrics to Taylor Swift's Love Story, like he will sing the bridge at the top of his lungs going sixty on the highway.

Rueben is the kind of guy to say he won't rage quit a video game then will toss the controller after failing two time's.

Javy would be the kind of guy who would let a kid paint his nail's, pink purple yellow, he does not care he will flaunt it off it because it makes the kid happy.

Bradley would somehow get a cat or dog, like one of those distribution system's like on tiktok, he would say he would foster it but end up keeping it naming it something human like, Kevin or Betty

Natasha say's she dosent like country music, but wont admit she would get down to some Luke Bryan here and there because who wouldn't

Bob seems like if he was put into a situation where him and his friend's got lost, he would be the calm one but on the inside he is panicking, he will see an exit sign with a restaurant and be like. "Guy's its okay there's burgers."

Javy will pull over when he sees cows and take there picture's. No joke would even try and pet one.

Rueben and Mickey are the worst people when it comes to trivia because they are so good at it, when they get an answer right they increasingly get more competitive.

Jake cried playing RDR2 when Arthur died and he also despised Micah like the rest of us.

Rueben is great at bowling, so good that most of the time no one play's with him

Bob will doodle little drawings on sticky note or notebook's when he is bored and give them to any of the dagger's, He drew Natasha a sketch of bird, she kept it in her locker.

Bradley has a mixtape from his dad, Goose, titled "Song's You Need to Hear Once", it's all filled with songs from the Sixties to the Eighties, all classic's from Rock to Motown, after his mom died he didnt dare to touch it, after the uranium mission he starting listening again.

Natasha has bracelets from her little cousin's that she wear's for good luck, they are bright yellow and purple string's, she never take's them off ever

Jake collects stickers from each state, his dad used to bring him a sticker from each of his trips before he got too busy, so he is trying to finish them off himself.

Mickey has a tattoo to honor his family, a way to have a piece of them everywhere he goes. A small quote in Spanish on his side stating Por aquellos que amo me sacrificaré/For those I love I will sacrifice

Reuben like to sleep in a hammock sometime's under the stars, reminding him of his childhood and growing up in the south, when he would play outside with his siblings

Javy is a momma's boy, in a good way, this man will always call his mom or text her about the thing's going on his life, before a big mission or detachment he calls her, tell her he loves her.

Jake has stepped on a jellyfish on a beach, after saying "oh they dont sting'" just for him to get shocked

Bradley broke his arm doing stunts on his bike as a kid, he has permanent scars on his forearm, he did in fact do it twice till Carole told him to not do it again.

Natasha and Bob learned the Rasputin Dance from Just Dance

Mickey has argued with people that pineapple belongs on pizza, he will full on go tooth and nail to defend his claims.

Reuben has knocked the Radio off in the Rec room, and has blamed it on Hangman, it was a whole debacle

Javy has a fear of snake's, he found one once and he took of running leaving his friend's to deal with it.

OKAY THAT IS ALL SHE WROTE, I know some of these dont make sense but I dont care i needed a stress reliver before another stressful week. AND THATS ALL SHE WILL WRITE BECAUSE THIS FAILED AGAIN