#i love them all and it's only partially stockholm syndrome

[oak-and-hurricane]

sometimes i wonder if my kids know how much i love them but today one of them made a sign for my office door that includes the phrase "if you need anything he's got you" so actually i think i'm doing okay

[ataraxiaspainting]

King of Infinity.

Yan (Villain) Gojo x F Reader. 

Synopsis: You don’t get the starring role. You’re partially happy about it; because you don’t have to break a leg.

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships/kidnapping(?), descriptions of genocide, descriptions of corpses, manipulation, Stockholm Syndrome(ish), and degrading language against the reader.

Word Count: 1.1k.

can technically be considered a roleswap AU but up to you as geto isn’t talked about rcfncodnorjr…

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“I never considered you someone who would be fond of apartments.” Satoru pushes his sunglasses up with his pointer finger as he wraps an arm around your trembling shoulders.

The same hand that holds you so very tenderly in the eyes of his followers is the same hand that turns on the lighter to envelop his cigarette in a small flame – a flame you had learned long ago to not attempt to put out, lest you would like it seared into your palm like the tattoo he forced on your neck.

‘The Star.’

“It’s a good strategy though,” Those words are the closest thing to a praise you have heard in months. They are akin to Satan reflecting on his reign of hell and comparing, considering whether or not it would be better to serve in heaven. But then he would laugh as his servants danced, not wanting any angel or God to take such bliss away from him.

Satoru had you dressed in what he considered to be the highest quality fabrics monkeys can make, while he had attire made from the sorcerers he had wrapped around his finger. Yours were not suitable for Tokyo’s snowstorms and his clothing covered up more skin than he would ever let you cover – because you aren’t him, the one he loves the most more than anything else in this beautiful world; Gojo Satoru, the special grade sorcerer that killed more than thirty thousand people in a single hour outside Jujutsu High and was never punished after that fateful evening.

You still remember that night. It is etched into your memory like a child had drawn it on a white wall. Despite everything, you will not ever be able to erase it. You will grow old and never dream of anything but him, the center of your now small universe, the only flower that is allowed to bloom under the eternal blood moon. Everything else will rot – even the earth’s shadow will not remain once Satoru’s dreams are realized. His will is all that matters now, he is the priest of the god of destruction and you are so very far below him. 

A monkey. That is where you will stay and continue to be after you rot and he steps on the soil placed on top of you so you cannot breathe or scream. Only gratitude can fall from your disgusting lips because Gojo Satoru’s only fuel is the groveling of every living creature that makes up the infinite number of galaxies. He will gladly replace your tongue with the worms who decompose you if you have more to say than that. After a while, he’ll comfort you and say that it doesn’t get too bad underneath because that is your one true purpose in life; to not speak and only do.

“You didn’t cry too much this time,” The ends of Satoru’s mouth move upwards, having the freedom to do as they please because his lips aren’t sewn shut. Yours on the other hand can hardly get something that tastes pleasant. “That’s an improvement, wouldn’t you say? I’ll be sure to get you some mochi after this mission, pet.”

You’re not sure if he is talking about the car ride here or the corpses strewn across the floor – occupants of this apartment and a poor security guard that just so happened to be in the general vicinity and heard flesh being torn apart like paper.

There are glimmers coming from the knife block in the kitchen area, the sunlight hitting them just right to make them glow a silvery hue. But the idea dies as soon as you feel its warmth – almost nonexistent because of the burning cold – and slink back into the shadows where you belong, where you are meant to be.

“I never took you to be one for planning. Usually, it is Nanami who does that.” 

A puff of smoke comes out, but you can still see his glowing eyes. You can always see them no matter what you do, even if you close your own, so you decide to imagine them as a different color; something less bright and more normal, something like black or brown. Sometimes you get away with it, and other times he somehow knows.

“I don’t mind it though.”

From across the street, you see the clocktower that stands at the gate of the nearest train station… or bus stop. You don’t care enough to remember which it was. Most likely the former though – you highly doubt any mere bus station would have a clock that large when said buses only hold less than fifty people.

“Will you miss me?” The tone in his voice is teasing, you think because his lighter isn’t on his lap or in his hand – it is on the little coffee table beside the sofa you two are sitting on. But you must still behave according to Satoru’s design because the placement of the flames can easily change. The comfort is cold, but it is better than a scorching hot truth.

“Yes.” 

The real reason you had chosen an apartment and not some corporate office that was under the thumb of the Star Religious Group was because you wanted to be somewhere that was halfway normal. It’s selfish, you know that. But the floors are aged and not polished daily, the air smells different and the heating is at its lowest setting because the owners wanted to save a bit of money. It was oh so very selfish of you. But when you are forced to be the companion of Gojo Satoru, someone who is every definition of the word, you have to combat it in a way that won’t leave your skin black and blue.

“It’s almost eleven,” Satoru groans, stretching his arms up to the ceiling. Some blood managed to get up there along with a bit of a leather shoe, probably the husband’s. You two ignore it for different reasons that are just as strong as the other. “Be good.”

When he reaches towards the table, you think he is reaching for his lighter. But with a slight detour of his hand, he opens his wallet instead. A few thousand yen is handed to you when your eyes are closed, your mind prepared for another fight or flight response. All you get is another poke of your cheek.

“You know where the market is, don’t you? The one I took you after our date last week.” 

You nod. “Would you like mochi, master?”

“No,” Satoru chuckles. “Get me something you like.”

[linos-luna]

My Queen (Pt. 5) ❣️🔪

Yandere!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

(Pt. 4) (Pt. 5) (Pt 6)

Warnings: Stockholm Syndrome, Yandere, delusions, 18+ SMUT, body worship

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Being with Hyunjin has made you lose track of time. The days just seemed to blend together. Everyday was just so lovely and blissful. Hyunjin, your lovely boyfriend—no Fiancé!, treated you like royalty and perhaps you’re also falling victim to his delusions. But does that even matter?

So imagine your surprise when you woke up to Hyunjin telling you that it’s your birthday.

For the past week or so you’ve been so focused on your dream wedding. You were ecstatic about marrying the love of your life and had so many ideas. Hyunjin loved hearing them all and was in the process of figuring out how to make them all reality. Heck, you felt like you were in a dream.

One day your sweet prince sweeps you away from the cruel world and brings you home to the castle. That’s what happened, right? He loves and spoils you every day all day. He serves you like a queen. You didn’t give much thought to your past life. It was probably boring. It was probably bleak and mundane. No one loved you like Hyunjin. At least that’s what he said, and why would he lie to you?

You didn’t think about anyone else. Parents? Family? Who cares? Bosses? What bosses? Hyunjin says your family were abusive. Of course that’s why you don’t care. You can’t even remember some of their names. But they were awful to you! Your father? He would beat you! Your mother? She’d neglect you! You don’t remember it much but that’s what Hyunjin said happened. They never kept you safe! That’s why you need Hyunjin.

Friends? What friends? You had none that cared and didn’t think of them. Well… You did think about one friend…

The day you were proposed to… when was that? 2-3 weeks ago? You ran into your old friend Jihyo.

You know that Hyunjin said that you have no real friends and if you did, they don’t care but you knew that’s partially a lie. You can’t seem to remember any other friends or relationships but you remember Jihyo. She’s been your best friend since childhood. You trusted her and know she cares.

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“What do you want to do for your birthday, my queen?”

You were watching as Hyunjin made your breakfast, deep in thought before his voice snapped you out of it.

“Hm… not sure…” you replied. “Any ideas Jinnie? You know better.”

“Perhaps I’ll think of something.” He said with a shrug before putting a plate of French Toast in front of you.

“Actually…” you perked up as you had an idea. “I’d love to see my friend… remember Jihyo?”

“Friend?” He chuckled while cutting a piece of toast for you. “My love, you have no friends.”

“Well not true…” you said while taking a bite. “There’s Jihyo. My friend since we were little. Probably my only friend.”

“Really? Are you sure about that?”

“Yes Jinnie, I’m sure.” You replied with a frown. “If there’s one thing I do know, it’s that Jihyo is my best friend.”

Hyunjin was silent as he continued feeding you. He’s not sure why you’re bringing up this friend now. It bothered him. No one cares for you more than he does!

“Jinnie, I wanna see her for my—”

“No.” He interrupted.

“We maybe she can visit the—?”

“No!”

“Jinnie—”

“I SAID NO!” He snapped, slamming his fist on the table which startled you. It’s been a while since he’s gotten mad at you like that.

“I’m sorry, darling…” he said with a sigh when seeing your frightened expression. He took your hand and kissed it. “Don’t be scared…”

Once breakfast was done, Hyunjin was quick to clean up the kitchen while you went to brush your teeth.

“Never yell at the Queen! Never never never!” He whispered to himself as he washed the dishes, now feeling awful.

You just really wanted to see your friend… Why did Hyunjin get so mad? 

After you were done, you felt Hyunjin come behind you, putting his hands on your hips and resting his head on your shoulder. He was so soft and gentle, and his breath tickled.

“Would you like a bath, my love?” He asked sweetly. “I bought some new soaps that I think you’ll love.”

“Okay Jinnie.” You smiled. Hyunjin didn’t bathe you every day, mostly days he let you shower by yourself, but when he does bathe you, it’s always so nice.

Hyunjin was so gentle when bathing you. He had your hair braided and pulled away from your face as he gently scrubbed at your body. You sat in the tub, taking in the warmth of the water and lovely scent of the soap. He hummed softly as he cleaned you and smiled whenever you made eye contact, making you blush. How could this man be so handsome?

After bathing, your fiancé dried you up and put a fluffy bathrobe on you. It was warm and fluffy, so cozy and comfy. He pulled out some lotion and started moisturizing your body.

You briefly pulled out your arms briefly to let him put the lotion on before slipping the sleeves back on. Hyunjin had you lay down against the pillows and started with your legs. Going from your legs to your thighs, had him blushing.

So so beautiful. He thought.

His hands shook a little as he lotioned up your legs and stomach. You couldn’t help blushing when he was close to your inner thighs. Even after there was no more substance on his hands, he continued rubbing your waist and now your breasts, massaging them while rubbing his thumbs over your now hard nipple.

You moaned a little at the feeling and couldn’t help feeling a little wet between your legs…

“You’re so beautiful, my love.” He whispered while leaning in to kiss you. “Did you have a good day?”

“Mmhm…” you nodded with a sigh as he massaged your soft flesh.

The man kissed your lips and down your neck. He adored your small whimpers and went back to your lips to catch them.

“My Love…” he said between kisses. “Let me spoil you with my love…”

“You spoil me all the time, Jinnie…” you giggled while putting your hands on his shoulders.

Hyunjin kissed down your chest and soon to your breasts. He massaged the skin while kissing and now sucking on your nipple.

You moaned as he harshly pinched your other nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

You held onto his hair, tensing up as he nipped at the soft skin.

“No, darling.” Hyunjin paused while moving your hand. “Let me do all the work… let me worship you like the queen you are…”

Hyunjin made small groans as he continued sucking on your breasts, only letting off for air.

The man then rubbed down your sides and to your hips. Since you were just bathed, he took in the sweet scent of your body and kissed around your thighs. Your thighs were pretty sensitive and it took a lot for you not to move.

“My love…” He mumbled. “So beautiful…”

Hyunjin got closer to your cunt and you whimpered when feeling his hot breath on you.

Your fiancé started kissing at your cunt. It was slow and gentle, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t making you moan out loud.

“Jinnie— fuck—”

Your thighs were shut around his head; he squeezed them as he ate you out. It was hard for you to keep your voice down and your back was arched.

It was unexpected but you came fairly quick. But Hyunjin didn’t mind; instead he lapped up your essence before looking up at you.

You were pretty fucked out. Breathing heavily as you tried thinking clearly.

“Did you like that, my love?” He asked while gently rubbing your sides. “Shall I spoil you more?”

“Mmhm~” you said sigh. He just felt so good.

Hyunjin was quick to remove his pants and boxers. He kissed your lips before rubbing his cock against your cunt, making you cry out. He didn’t want to tease you much longer and thrusted right it. He loved how you were tight around him and he pinned your wrists to each side of your head.

His thrusts were slow. You thought maybe he was teasing you, but no. He was just getting you warmed up. It wasn’t long before he went a little faster… and deeper.

Soon enough, the sound of skin slapping was in the air and your breathy moans echoed off the walls. There was no volume control as your eyes were rolled back. He kissed at your neck while whispering praises in your ear.

“My lovely Queen~” his voice was soft and breathless. It had your head spinning. “so beautiful…”

“Fairest woman… purest queen… your body glows with beauty…”

As corny as his compliments were, they were always nice to hear.

He was close to his own high, losing some control as he went faster.

“Fuck—” he grunted while rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Fuck-… my love—”

“Jinnie-!” You cried out at the feeling of him thumb, bucking your hips to meet his as you were just as desperate. “Jinnie-… I wanna cum—”

Hyunjin only continued rubbing your clit some more until you finally let go. He was about to pull out when you grabbed his arm.

“Fill me, jinnie…” you whined. “I want your cum… I want you~”

Who was he to question you? Of course he’ll listen! He held your hand as he came, painting your walls white. And it felt so good.

You just knew the substance would be dripping out when he pulls out, you were stuffed as he stayed still to catch his breath.

He was amazing. With his handsome features and luscious hair, you wondered how you were able to find a man so amazing…

——— 👑

As you got dressed, Hyunjin was pacing in the living room. He felt bad; You wanted so badly to see your friend.

“She wants to… the Queen wants to…”

You paused, listening to him from the other side of the wall.

“I must do what the Queen wants… no but it’s dangerous…”

You were confused, as he… arguing with himself…?

“No— what if— no! No exceptions!” He snapped. “That girl… she’ll steal my queen away!”

That’s ridiculous. He’s probably just thinking out loud

“She wouldn’t… but maybe she would… I trust my Queen…”

Hyunjin rubbed his forehead in frustration. “Bring her to the castle… it’s safer— no! Away from castle— no not outside…”

You were a bit worried. He seemed really frustrated with himself.

“But she won’t be happy—… she has to be happy!” He blurted out now smacking his head. “She has to be! Happy! Happy! Happy!”

You came out as you could hear his frustration and ran to him when seeing him harming himself. “Jinnie stop!”

“Happy- are you happy?!” He yelled out while grabbing your hand and falling to his knees. “My queen must be happy! Are you satisfied?!”

It was a bit unnerving how frantic he was. He wasn’t even looking at you, instead staring at the floor while rocking slightly. He was distraught but not crying. He was even shaking a little as he squeezed your hand.

“I am happy, Jinnie—”

“Good! That’s good!” He interrupted while kissing your hand. “See she’s happy!”

It was hard to tell what exactly was wrong with him. You didn’t hear him talk to himself like this often… and when he did, you never knew what to do.

“Does my queen want to see her friend?” He asked, still looking down but holding your hand to his head.

“I-I… um… yeah…” you replied awkwardly.

“I’ll make it happen… anything for my queen… anything for her…” there was a moment of silence before he looked up at you with a blank expression.

“Jinnie?”

“Yes Love?” He replied with a smile as if nothing was wrong.

“A-are you okay…?”

“Don’t worry about me.” He said while standing up. “We should call your friend. Let me get your phone.”

“You… broke it… quite a while ago…”

“Really?” He asked sounding genuinely confused. “Perhaps it’s somewhere… can’t be that broken…”

After some quick searching through the drawers, Hyunjin was able to find it. He plugged it into a charger and surprisingly it turned on. The screen was practically shattered but he was sure to be able to get the number he needed.

——— 👑

Your friend was actually surprised to get a call from you. She was afraid he locked you up forever, never letting you out again.

“Y/n?”

“Jihyo! Jinnie says it’s my birthday!” You said excitedly. “He says we can hang out!”

“Oh… that’s great.” Your friend replied, taken aback. “Am I going to your house?”

“Jinnie says you can’t come to the castle.”

“Why not?”

“Because you can’t.” You replied with a shrug. “No one is allowed in the Queen’s castle.”

“But he’s allowed?”

“Yes because he rescued me silly!”

“Right…” she replied awkwardly. “So… where are we going?”

“Jinnie picked out a restaurant. To get late lunch and maybe dessert!”

“Alright then… text me the address.” She said with a sigh. “I’ll meet you guys there…”

Hyunjin was behind you as you had your little conversation, a bit nervous to how this outting would pan out. Sure he wants you to be happy, after all it is your birthday, but how is he going to keep your friend in check?

Jihyo also wondered how this would play out. Maybe she can snap you out of whatever spell this man has you under. Maybe she can save you from his brainwashing…

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Sorry to keep y’all’s waiting. I got busy 😅

[house-of-slayterr]

Jonathan Crane Headcanons:

Tag: @kados-of-chaos @keffirinne @myers-meadow

As I’ve said in a previous head cannon I do believe Crane has some form of OCD. Something he’s fully convinced he can treat himself as he doesn’t believe in seeing the other psychiatrist in Gotham, let alone his colleges he views an inferior at Arkham. He easily grows obsessed with patients, much more quickly than Harley ever did with Joker. But he doesn’t fall in love with that, his obsession is much much darker. His compulsion drive him to devour every part of his patients psyche, learn everything about what makes them tic, he’s gonna as far as to steal items from his favourite patients or visit them once they’re “good” enough to leave Arkham. His patient obsession helps to distract him from his Batman obsession, and he uses both to avoid the intrusive thoughts he hates so much. Most of which are about his father.

Because of this, it’s not far fetched for you to become an object of his obsession. Jonathan will learn every inch of you body, lurk in every corner of your brain. Jonathan will be sure you’re as obsessed with him as he is with you. He believes this is healthy, and will resort to giving you Stockholm syndrome to make you fall in love with him. He needs control in his relationships, he’ll only hurt his darling little bird if they break his rules, but he fully believes it’s for your safety. Jonathan would kidnap you and steal you away form everyone he thinks is poisoning you without hesitation. Even using some drugs from his job or his own fear gas if he has to, in order to program you.

I believe Jonathan enjoys more than just psychological tortures. The man loves to see red, but he’s less interested in it being by his hand specifically. To keep up his rouse he likes to “save” people, but little does everyone know he always orchestrated the situation anyways. He’s driven many patients to kill before, he finds it amusing how weak and easy they are to push over the edge. Then they get caught for doing his biding and he gets to hide in plain sight. But he’s also convinced patients to turn the blade on themselves before. Partially if you were his darling, he’d drive you to carve his name into your own skin. Do things to prove your dedication to him. He finds your devotion to him amusing and will reward you after. But he will make you worse before he lets you get better, there’s no way he’s letting you out of his care, even if it means breaking you mentally.

He cares a lot about his public imagine and what the people at large think about him. His suits, his hair, his face is always impeccable. Never a spot on his glasses or a wrinkle in his suit. He must look perfect when leaving the safety of his home or lab without his scarecrow mask. Which, by the way, is always on him or close by, he can’t be without it for too long. Once he’s trapped his darling little bird, he’ll do the same to you. He’ll fuss over hair, makeup, general appearance, he’ll even iron your clothes for you if you refuse. He won’t be seen with you unless you look as adequate as he does. He knows people like to stare when you go out, might as well give them something to stare at. But people should be careful not to stare to long or they be visited by a certain scarecrow at night, defending the honour of his favourite bird.

Jonathan I believe would be a very sexual man, he pretend at work to not be interested in anything of the sort, most people not even used to seeing the doctor dating anyone. When he’s single, his sexual fantasies play out much darker. But once he has someone to share his desires with, the man becomes a feral animal. He’s gone as far as to beg for more before, addicted to your touch, taste, sound, it’s all that distracts him now form the intrusive thoughts. He loves to tie you up, see you helpless, roleplaying as your psychiatrist or doctor is his favourite. Doing things to you he’s not allowed to do to patients. He’d never dare taint his fingers with their feeling, or his mouth with their taste. If his mind wonders, his body is still only yours. He growls a lot during sex and loves if you dig your nails into him and leave mark he has to hide. He finds it scandalous and exciting to have your little secret written all over him. Jonathan doesn’t like children, but that doesn’t mean you’re free from his breeding kink, he’s obsessed with the idea of getting you pregnant. Even if your AMAB it wouldn’t stop the filthy words from pouring out of his mouth, of how much he wish he could claim you that way. He’s certainly a dom, but he can switch between hard and soft. He’s willing to be more gentle if you need but some nights he needs to be rough, use you to get out his pent up frustrations. Usually after he comes home defeated by the Batman. He will have you at his will for hours whenever he can. Not letting up no matter how much you squirm.

Surpassingly, he’s a cat person. He’s not a big fan of dogs as most people don’t train there’s, but cats, you could convince him to rescue a few. But they must be as put together as they two of you. He will brush and groom them frequently, make sure they’re healthy and put them in little outfits for family photos. He’s much softer to them than he is to people. He’s very gentle and reassuring if an animal passes away, as he knows what to say to grieving people. He’ll not leave your side until you’re ok again.

He loves to be of service if you’re sick, tacking care of you is his top priority. Especially if it’s something serious that causes you to go to the hospital, he will be there everyday to check in for hours unless he’s pulled away from a work emergency. Even then he doesn’t leave you happily. He will nurse you back to health and bow to your every whim until you’re on your feet again. Because he knows you’d do the same for him.

No matter how tempested he is, he won’t experiment on his darling unless they ask for it. He wants to break you from your fears the same way his father freed him. But he knows how painful the process was and won’t put you through that unless you agreed or he truly thought it was for your safety. He will however get you used to his fear gas so it can never backfire and be used against him to hurt you. But don’t worry, if you scared he’ll hold you close and help you sleep at night.

Jonathan is not one to share, he won’t let any other villain in Gotham lay a hand on you. Not without consequences. He’s willing to take out the others or even work with Batman to do so just to keep you safe. He doesn’t view the other villains as his friends or colleagues and will crush them if they get in his way. Or try to hurt his little bird. Jonathan also goes feral when you wear his clothes or cologne because of it. He loves when you smell like him, it makes him happy. He never gets mad for long if one of his favorite shirts or blazers goes missing when he finds you fast asleep wearing it. He loves to show you off but makes it clear you’re just for him.

An: lol I got bored this morning idk if any of these make sense.

[peachymilkandcream]

Movie! William Afton NSFW Alphabet

(A/N: The NSFW Alphabets are their canon events I cannot stop this I'm sorry T-T Also please read the warnings, I don't care if it's fucked my guy literally stuffed children into suits he's fucked up.)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, age difference etc.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) William is surprisingly considerate, when he has the time to be. Most of his life is wrapped up in the chaos of covering up murders and coming up with new machines that sometimes sex just becomes stress relief and he doesn't have time for more. However when he can be convinced to take time away he really does try and care about his wife and make sure she feels clean and comfortable.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Deranged psychos and their hands are a thing I'm telling you. The power in behind them is 100% a secret turn on they won't admit. And when you've made your career the work of your hands, (like child murders and a booming business) you can't help but pick that as the favourite. For her, he's not super partial but he really likes her hair, gripping it, pulling it, is what he daydreams about.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Let's just saw how else did they have four kids, cmon now. ;)

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) While it's not inherently sexual William really loves putting fear into others, and he 100% has a r*pe fantasy that he puts her through often. (Although for her he doesn't tell her that's what happening so it's 'authentic') This includes fake home invasions as well when he gets bored of vanilla sex and wants to "spice things up". Poor girl lives in fear daily.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) He has some before they met, mostly teenage mistakes when he had the time. After he started his career it was rare he did simply because of time. He knows enough of what he's doing, he knows how to make himself feel good and that's all that matters right?

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) My guy is a ride or die missionary, reverse cowgirl is the only other he'll consider. Anything else is just uncomfortable in his opinion, and again it's about what feels best for him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) William's very erratic so it really depends on the mood he's in, how his day has gone if this kids annoy him. He has been known to be more humorous on occasion but it's not often.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Let's be honest William only gets his hair cut because his wife does it, he doesn't have the time to take care of himself like he should, those are precious moments that could go to his work. So no, he is not well groomed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) This again depends on the occasion, usually it's just stress relief so it's quick and usually not very romantic, but if it's a special occasion like an anniversary or birthday then he'll be way more romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Same as with his hair, he honestly just never has time XD

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Big somnophilia fan, probably a slight breeding kink, lingerie (especially stockings), hair pulling, choking, gagging, knife play 100% (he's a serial killer, I had to).

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Anywhere in the house really, anywhere he can get a moment alone. He used to enjoy when she distracted him in his workshop in the basement but now those old parts bring back haunting memories...

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Her being a mother to his children, it warms his little black heart and gets him going. As well as any new sets of lingerie she buys or he buys for her.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) She wouldn't but if she tried to dominate him, he would nope the fuck out of there. My guy is an S tier misogynist and believes his wife should be beneath him literally and figuratively.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He prefers receiving simply because it plays into the whole gagging thing. Her gagging on his dick as he face fucks her is so hot to him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) As stated before it depends on the occasion, special moments require more slow and sensual whereas annoyance or hurry is fast and rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) His whole life is about quickies, having just enough time to get himself off is what he usually does.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) He takes too many risks, if he's not careful he's going to end up hurting her.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Obviously when he was younger it was more, but now he's a one or two rounds at most guy.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) No no never, no matter what it is he's come to not trust machines around his loved ones anymore.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) If he's in a goofy mood he will, but most of the time he doesn't have time to sit and tease her.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He's actually quite loud, groaning and even soft whimpers are his specialty.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) William has a thing for stockings because that's the first thing he saw her in and he started fantasizing how her thighs would jiggle in them while he was eating her out.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) I'd say he's above average, not too much but enough, he's slightly thick with a few smaller veins.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) His drive has really changed from wanting to have sex to wanted her to relieve stress. So because of all the stress he's under, it's pretty high.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) William is out like a light after, dreaming about his victims or how he disposed of bodies. Solid sleeper while his wife lays awake plagued by waking nightmares of her own.

[iamjucie]

Pet (18+) pt. 3 of 4

photo credit: @astarionposting

Ascended Astarion x f!reader

Chapter Three: Full

I suggest reading the first two of the series before this, there is a bit of a plot in the porn. Just a little.

Summary: You are finally granted the privilege of being filled with your master.

WARNINGS: Smut, Extremely dubious consent, Mind control/manipulation, Orgasm control, Abusive relationship, Stockholm Syndrome, Physical Abuse

I do not say this lightly- Astarion is evil in this. This is an extremely toxic relationship. You have been warned!

(AO3 Link)

Your gaze remains fixated on Astarion, your pupils so dilated with lust that he can hardly see the red in them. 

“Ok my pet,” he coos at you, “what do you desire?”

“I desire to make you happy, master”

“Tsk, you know that's not what I mean.” he begins, putting his feet on the ground and meeting you at your level. He reaches between your legs and grazes his hand over your folds, back to front. He leans into your ear and purrs, “What do you desire?”

A shudder rolls up your spine. You don’t know how he wants you to respond. Your initial response was honest. You sit with a distressed thinking face on as you calculate your next response.

“Don’t hurt yourself now, darling. I would like to have you filled with me before our night ends.”

You look up at him with eyes that tell him all you need to know.

He takes your stare at him as a clue to the answer he seeks.

“Is that what you desire?” he’s leaning into you, slender fingers caressing your cheek. He continues with a whisper, “To be filled with me?”

You stare longingly into his eyes. Fuck he’s beautiful, your lost for words. All you can do is lean your head into his hand and nod.

His gentle smile is stripped from his face as he swiftly removes his hand from your face and connects to it again with a slap, causing you to shriek and place your hands on your cheek where he made his impact.

“What did I say about using our words, hm?” he snaps, tone no longer loving but that of a parent providing discipline. 

You get small and grovel before him. “I am so sorry, master. I did not mean to offend, I-'' you look up at him, connecting with his gaze falling upon you, sopping in pity. “It’s been so long I just don’t know what I- what you want. I don’t remember what to ask for, my mind is not the same as it once was, I fear.”

He sighs, putting his hands onto his knees as he stands up. He rubs the bridge of his nose in thought for a moment. “I suppose I’m partially to blame for that. I wish it wasn’t the case but keeping you in here is the only way I know you will be safe from harm.” He starts to fiddle with the sheets of the bed. “Lack of stimuli for as long as you’ve been in here will begin to dull your mind." his gaze is avoiding yours. Does he know why your mind is slipping? Is he hiding something from you?

No, you think to yourself. You are his Dark Consort. Lovers for eternity. He would never keep a secret from you.

“Maybe I can start making decisions with you again? Like I used to?”  You stand up and approach him with a seductive saunter. “Maybe that would make me sharp and cunning again? Like when you fell in love with me?”

He caresses your cheek and coos, “You are truly adorable, my pet.” he turns from you, beginning to take off his boots. “Help me undress, I’m feeling quite…” he scans your naked body up and down, “...overdressed at the moment.”

You nod your head- then remember your lesson on using your words. “Yes, master. Of course.” 

Once his shirt was removed and he could feel your skin on his, it’s like something awoke inside of him. He shoves you onto the bed, kissing you hungerly and greedily, like he has the hunger of a spawn again- and your kiss is your lifeblood.

Gods, he’s so magnificent. You don’t know how much longer you can wait for him to be inside you. Once you have the opportunity, you blurt out, “Fuck me master.” The desperation in your voice is palpable. So much so that even you might feel bad for yourself if you were an onlooker. “I need to be filled with you, I can’t wait any more.”

He grins ear to ear and sighs proudly, “That’s a very good girl. Great job using your words.”

His praise sends a warm, vibrating sensation to your core and throughout your entire body. You are so happy to have pleased him you can just explode.

No exploding, however. Not yet.

He begins to undo his now modern trousers with several buttons cascading his mound, much different than the ones you once saw him wear so very long ago. The style of clothing changes so quickly when you live forever.

His flawless erection springs free, asking to be attended to. A pearl of precum formed at the head.

“Do you see what you do to me darling? My beautiful pet being so very good is enough to make me hard as a rock.” You feel yourself starting to salivate.

“And you…” he trails his hands down your body, assessing the details of your form. “Are absolutely perfect.”

Of course you are. He made you this way. The absolutely ideal love for the Vampire Ascendant. He deserves no less than perfect. He can’t have anything less than perfect. You would never allow for it.

Your thoughts are halted as he possessively grabs you by the hips. Focusing his attention on positioning his beautiful member to your entrance. He grazes his tip on your folds, moving up to rub it on your clit, drawing a moan from your lips.

He looks at you with a smolder, glad to see you so ready for him. If your moans weren't enough of an indication, then the amount of spend you have coming from your cunt did the job. 

I exist for this.

This is why I was put on this earth.

I exist to serve my master.

The thoughts cycle in your head over and over, unrelentingly loud in your mind until you say it out loud:

“I exist to serve you master, that is why I was put on this Earth”

He leans into your ear, “That’s fucking right you do.”

He pushes into you with the force of a God, quickly pumping in and out of you. Gods, he is huge. You are so full of love and obsession and his- his cock You feel like you can die again. So overwhelmed, so overjoyed, so- full.

You lie on the bed as he brutally fucks your cunt, pumping with unrelenting vigor, leaving your mouth hanging open. His actions draw lewd sounds from your throat. You feel so utterly fucked. 

He stops for a brief moment to flip you so that you are on top of him. You squeak and giggle at the motion, drawing a smile from Astarion’s gaze.

“I want you to ride me, pet.” He hikes his hips in a way that allows his cock to hit the spot that he knows drives you crazy. “I am going to make you come enough times for a lifetime.”

“Oh master I-” you feel yourself losing yourself to pleasure. “I’m so close, master. I’m so close” He reaches his hand to your clit while pumping his cock into your g-spot.

“That’s a good girl” he growls intently examining your reaction to his pleasing you. “Now, be a doll and come for me”

The command slipping from his lips filled your body with white light and heat beyond comprehension. You scream his name and moan as you come positively undone. Your body goes limp, crashing down onto him.

He wraps his arms around you soothingly, rubbing your back. You feel as though you may fall asleep. You are fucked beyond thought, basking in the embrace of both your beloved master and the afterglow of your climax. Astarion’s cock still hard and throbbing inside of you. He is not finished with you yet. Not until his spend is leaking from your cunt and he is empty.

Last chapter: Boots

Next chapter: Pink

[thetardisisnotourdivision]

I'm going to have to rewatch the series to see if this all makes sense. However, I have a theory that would cover up a good few plot holes in S5 of Miraculous:

I've seen a lot of people saying that it doesn't make sense that Nathalie has never made any effort to stop Gabriel before, and has in fact been a willing participant in many of his plans, if she promised Emilie that she'd stop him. But she wasn't always involved.

It's established that Emilie disappeared a while prior to "Origins" meaning that Gabriel clearly hadn't gone straight to the butterfly Miraculous as his immediate solution. However, notably, that day is Adrien's first day of school - he runs away and Nathalie is busy trying to track him down. My theory is that she'd been keeping an eye on Gabriel - making sure he couldn't use the Miraculous - and that day, because she was distracted with trying to find Adrien, Gabriel saw his chance and ran with it. Edit: this also explains why she forgot to get Adrien a birthday present, because generally she's very organised - we can safely assume that she was busy trying to keep on top of all the akumatisations and it slipped her mind.

Obviously Nathalie would then know that Gabriel was Hawkmoth - but she never turns him in. Why? The simple answer is "oh she was in love with him" but a) it's always felt a little bit on the Stockholm-syndrome side to me and b) I'm not buying that so early in the series - I'm fairly sure she isn't interested in him for quite a while, until around mid-S2. So why is it? There's actually a very easy answer here - Gabriel's her friend. Putting aside the fact that she's entirely dependent on the Agreste family (which I partially explained in another theory here) - she never goes home or seems to have any other family, and from the photos we see in Revelation, plus things she says in Passion and various other episodes, she, Gabriel and Emilie were very good friends. In S1 I don't think we ever see her do anything obvious, but at certain points of S2 she looks exhausted after talking to Gabriel about the Miraculous, implying that she's partially against him on this - notably at the end of Queen Wasp, where she confronts him - "I thought you'd given up".

So by the end of S2 she's angry, but not just with Gabriel - from Nathalie's point of view, Gabriel is still her friend and possibly the closest thing she has to family, and Ladybug and Cat Noir are prolonging his madness - in S2, she and Adrien, as well as Gabriel in some cases, are frequently targeted by akumas. Therefore, she starts to help him - leading to the line in Catalyst "They've been keeping you from achieving your dream for way too long. I will go to any length to end the reign of Ladybug and Cat Noir". Add to that the name of her akumatized form, Catalyst, meaning something that speeds up a reaction - she's not exactly aiding him, she just wants it over as quickly as possible. By the end of the episode, of course, she's become Mayura - as a desperate last resort, because no matter how obstinate he's being, Gabriel is still her friend and she doesn't want him to get into trouble, for both his and Adrien's sakes.

As of season 3, she becomes Mayura more and more often, even though it's hurting her, because she wants to help him - this is where she falls in love with him (*indistinct growling that sounds a lot like "utter bullshit"*) and wants to help him because of that - also, as Mayura she looks very different to her civilian form. This is where things get interesting and I'll do a separate post on it at some point, but Nathalie's design is very similar to her civilian form as Catalyst - where ultimately she had some degree of control over her appearance - but as Mayura, it's very different. This is possibly because it's a more subconscious matter - Plagg tells this to Adrien at some point - and we could potentially see this as a very similar matter between Adrien and Nathalie, that using the Miraculous gives them not only superpowers but the ability to be who they really want to be, deep down. Of course, as Nathalie was weakened by the curse, using the Miraculous probably also became an incentive due to the fact that it will have given her back some strength and some sort of control over her life again - this sort of addiction that is now being alluded to with Gabriel, particularly in Evolution.

Then, after the finale, everything changes, and in S4, while she's still actively aiding Gabriel, she can't directly assist him anymore as Mayura. Perhaps she was keeping him in check a little before, or perhaps it's simply both of their characters changing, but throughout series 4 Nathalie appears to become more and more uncomfortable with Gabriel's actions, finally coming up with a solution in Evolution which would put everything to "rights" without hurting anyone - we can assume that she's had these plans for quite a while and has been waiting until they could get ahold of the Rabbit Miraculous. We could even perceive this as a test - she's trying to see whether he really does still care about Emilie (and, by extension, her) or whether he's just after Ladybug and Cat Noir now (as her plan did not involve either of them). When he fails, she cuts him off. She still can't turn him in, because that would implicate her (and undoubtedly Gabriel would immediately turn her in). But she does keep on working against him - in Passion, where she tries to take the Miraculous so she can grant her own wish, for example. Again, Passion is interesting because Safari's design is nothing like Nathalie's usual attire - bright, bold colours and dramatic clothes, like Mayura, implying that Nathalie is in control this time - she holds the cards here, and Gabriel has no choice but to let her try and carry out her plan, which very nearly works. Also, it implies that she's dropped all pretence and is refusing to conform to the "assistant" role anymore. In this episode the videos are revealed - videos that clearly hold a lot of sentimental value for Nathalie, as do the photos - did she perhaps take them without anyone knowing? The photos are burned at the edges, implying that somebody (probably Gabriel) tried to do away with them - but Nathalie, who thus far has been one of the least sentimental characters in the show, held onto them, and kept them safely locked away where no one would find them. The same with the videos - Gabriel says that the videos were destroyed, but we know they weren't.

I've gone way off track with this, but in my defense a) Nathalie is an absolutely fascinating character and b) I'm a media student. But you see my point - those videos didn't come out of nowhere, and neither did Nathalie's villain arc - they all built up very slowly and gradually over time.

[sharkface-daydreams]

alrighty, AU time. some of these are partially posted. some are partially written. some of them will never see the light of day and/or are only half formed ideas shaped by delirious whimsy. but i think they're fun.

tagging @autisdicksimmons bc this is your fault (affectionate)

Thread Gulch Chronicles - the 4th wall touching cross stitch au. still haven't decided if i want to do anything related to framing

Andy the bomb but turn him into a ship ai and give him a crush on a dirty little shisno au - partially posted as of rn but the guy who works on this isn't out very much so it's in limbo kinda

Tripartite "villains in love" au (i know the name is stupid, bite me) - all take place in the same universe. stassney lives and ends up Stockholm syndromed with Felix who he rescues from dying at the bottom of the tower, locus realizes Doyle's romantic notions of soldiers are actually what's correct and either they fuck off together and Doyle fakes his death or locus surrenders idk haven't decided, and sharkface and price say fuck all this shit and fuck off into the aether for a happy ever after. there's some bits posted as the Unfettered [WIP snips] on ao3

Afterburner - Hargrove recovers Sigma and Sigma is given to sharkface to assist in killing freelancers (underdeveloped, that's literally all i have written lmao)

Double Triple - the triplets and the trio trying to make the best of their ice planet abandonment with hijinks and nonsense and dwindling supplies

Foxtrot Echoes - the honeypot au: version 1 contains no actual York ai but it's completely contrived and hinges on sharkface being a good enough actor to fool Carolina, wash and epsilon in order to get closer enough to kill them. bro fails step 1 tho and falls for Carolina and has to come clean thereby destroying the whole reason he'd confessed. angst!!! version 2 contains actual York ai but he's an early attempt by freelancer to acquire another ai so he's not technically a smart ai but he's still an ai and his and shark's psyches bleed into each other a bit

Heartstrings au - I only have Gravity posted bc tbr the rest of this is completely self indulgent Locington schmoop but I'm always a sucker for a good betrayal plotline

Shark mechanic au! the feds n news scoop up a fishy enemy and as they need all hands on deck he helps them as a mechanic and bonds a bit with the ducklings

modern band au - shark in a band with wash, south, pills and sleeves, all sorts of drama. not very well developed but lots of Sharklina angst

Xmas sharcus bit - this might get written eventually. modern au where the mercs gang gathers at Locus' for the holiday and during an argument with Felix, shark breaks an ornament that's really important to his bf locus… then works really hard to fix it but it's like glass u know so it's a huge pita. idk. Christmas schmoop, i was miserable on antivirals when i did this lol

the Sharklix "get worse together" enemies who fuck to kinda friends who fuck and also get revenge together au. unlikely to be posted, it's a little too self indulgent lol

games of the heart - au where Sharkface realizes he can't beat the freelancers physically so he suckers wash into falling for him so he can turn around and shred his heart to pieces. underdeveloped, self indulgent

get your kicks - the long haul trucker/greasy spoon waiter lolix au featuring unhappily married locus and licherally dying of boredom working for tips along the desert freeway Felix (thanks Ross for the line i took and ran with 💖) also the road is route 66 and modeled after the old route 66 on earth for novelty reasons

Lazarus - locus does his good guy shtick and returns often to help a sangheili colony and winds up with an alien baby. someone activates a temple of regeneration on chorus, and now alive Felix goes hunting for revenge. parts of this posted in scribbles n bits but it's not a full thing in the first place

the Locnut farm family rivalry au with donut and his two moms next door to locus and his two dads who are in a Midwestern rivalry but the two of them are getting along much too well

MaceFace! Mason and Sharkface run into each other at physical therapy and get chummy and eventually set out together for revenge since Lolix and the freelancers are both on Chorus

The Outriders AU - an enormous crossover undertaking with characters in the Outriders game universe… this will probably never be done but i got great plans for it. the mercs and a few others get freaky superpowers, there's an epic quest for info to secure survival, and Dr Church is trying to reverse engineer the superpowers unethically and causing problems so what else is new

MetaNut meet-cute/horny au where donut doesn't get shot bc Meta gets attached and also yanks donut over the cliff with him during the fight but they both survive and work their way back up to civilization while everyone else assumes them dead. plural meta au ✌️ also they have a little cottage with a garden and bees

the "no-PFL" SharkPrice AU where Price is hired at the same Charon building untoasted Sharkface is working security for and also Price and Dr Church are bitter exes and Church thinks Price is cradle-robbing when he sees them together

red Team Shark AU where Boose and Shark are friends and bond over losing your friends

Tear The Throat - also known as the SharKey AU (the one that comic is about) where Sharkface gets the key because he grabs it and tosses it to Felix not knowing it bonds to one person. This is a Chorus-loses AU bc they can just turn the key on the purge and call it a day and cash in.

WashFace au where Wash and Terrence were together before whatever shit happened that got Wash almost court martialed and sent to PFL, and Wash doesn't shoot when Sharkface makes his little "as long as I'm alive" speech bc he recognizes him when he takes off his helmet. and shark is like wtf you're supposed to be DEAD and gdi he can't kill wash now this is fucking unfair

extremely underdeveloped Dragon Age au with Sharkface as an apostate fire mage but like that's literally all there is to it lmao … shape shifter with dragon form could be fucking cool tho

fucking hell i forgot the Yurch au, that shit just started sprawling. yellow church gets stuck in cabooses head after church's time travel shenanigans in s3? and then yoinked out into a spare Android body and now there's a new guy on Blue team but he's church but he's not. blue church gets sent to rats nest with the others instead of isolated and they rescue all the fragments. EL/NOD AU. this is also what i made my freelancer OCS for but only Rhode island is actually in the story until they get to chorus. few variations on that one

[bugslaststraw]

This is true and I love you, BUT! Noodle has more complicated feelings on the matter lore dump under cut thank youu:

I'm all of the opinion that the three men all consider her their daughter at least partially, but having grown up with them she has complicated the matter quite a lot. When asked about her relations to her bandmates during the Now Now, she said that quote "Russel is like an uncle, 2-D is like a brother/pet, and Murdoc I try to think about as little as possible."

Several things of note here. The "try to think about as little as possible" bit, coupled with how Russel is an "uncle" despite generally being the one most responsible for her wellbeing when she was younger (being the only one who wasn't constantly high) tells me that she does see Murdoc as her father above all. But, like, "father" as in "horrible alcoholic father who did nothing for you and whom you hate and love in equal measure." (Although he did do some things for her... notably taught her to drive... wasn't all bad-) In that sense, Russel is a bit like the brother who stepped in to sort things out when the father in question could not. An "uncle." Although he still sees himself as her dad nevertheless.

Then there's the brother/pet, of course. Of course. This one's the most interesting, because Noodle has also stated that 2-D is actually her favourite as well, in several of the Demon Days era interviews with her. In an even earlier one she says they share a "special zen bond" as well. So when she says he's like a brother-slash-pet to her, it's a little... Odd. I recall at some point post-hiatus she also referred to him as an "older/younger brother" which is also super telling.

What that means to me is that, well. Noodle has some problems. Specifically, she's grown up to be very very responsible, even from a young age. She's always trying to solve other people's problems for them, and she has been since Plastic Beach. I think she has this idea in her mind that nobody else can do it but her. And sometimes they can't. Her bandmates are a mess; only barely able to function in the regular world, and she's very competent. Sometimes I get the feeling she's essentially trying to parent her own parents, as it were. Especially 2-D, who, contrary to what might actually be the case, often gives the impression of being kind of stupid and childish; simple, you know? And he's somehow always the victim, always the one person who can't fight back whenever he gets kidnapped by Murdoc or whatever, you know? He's not a fighter (just a lover just a lover just a lover just THE SKY'S FALLIN BABY DROP THAT)

So, maybe she's taken it upon herself to protect him, because he won't do it himself. She doesn't understand why. She honestly probably doesn't understand him all that well, doesn't connect the dots on the Stockholm Syndrome and the reasons why he does what he does. To her he's her little big brother, who carries her home when she gets tired, and whom she needs to protect when her stupid dad gets really drunk.

Although I'm sure 2-D would hate all of this if he knew.

forget shipping, nothing's weirder to me than people in the gorillaz fandom trying to argue that murdoc, russel, and 2d aren't noodle's dads

they legally adopted her at 8 years old, and when you look at the early interviews they All treat her like the child she was (talking about her bedtime, trying not to swear in front of her, taking care of her, yes even murdoc).

and when they thought they lost her the band literally imploded. 2d moved to an entirely different country to try to find himself, murdoc went on a self destructive bender that ended with him secluding himself in the literal middle of the ocean (as far away from civilization as possible) and creating a cyborg replica of her, and russel threw himself off a dock (only surviving because he's a cartoon character) and literally carrying her on his back across the ocean after he found her alive.

yes The Characters don't tend to label their relationships traditionally, but they Are her parents Objectively, and it's weird to try to pretend otherwise.

[topguncortez]

Opposites Attract- J. Seresin

pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x female!reader word count: 3.7k warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of child birth, top gun things synopsis: how can Hangman, cocky, arrogant Hangman fall in love with a girl who is so different than him and raise a family completely opposite of him. based on these requests:

He must’ve gotten it from his mother. She was a shy person. Usually choosing situations where she didn’t need to talk to anyone new, where she could just smile and nod and look to her husband to do all the talking. His fellow pilots were confused by them: how could loud, obnoxious, bragging, douchebag Lt Jake “Hangman” Seresin, find someone as sweet and quiet as Y/N. It was one of life’s great mysteries. Her very first interaction with the group of Top Gun aviators had them all puzzled on how Hangman had secured her as his wife and hid her from them all.

“Who’s the babe at the bar?” Payback said, eyeing her from across the pool table. Hangman looked at his line of sight and smirked. 

Sauntering over to where one of the pool balls was at, he leaned over, “That” he said, lining up his shot, “Is my wife.” He rammed the cue stick into Payback's gut making him double over in pain. 

“Her? The quiet little thing over there?” Phoenix said, looking at her. Y/N waited patiently for Penny to get around to her, not yelling and trying to catch her attention like the other patrons at the bar, “What did you do? Hypnosis? Stockholm Syndrome?” 

“Why is it so shocking that I'd be married to her?” 

“Cause you’re nothing alike! She’s nice and you’re an ass. She’s pretty and you’re an ass. She’s quiet and you’re-“ 

“An ass?” 

“Precisely,” Phoenix said as Hangman’s wife made her way back over to him. She walked directly to him, her head down not making eye contact with the other pilots. Hangman put his arm around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss, making her cheeks go red. 

“Penny is busy, i’ll go back up-“ 

“I got it, love,” Hangman said, kissing her again. 

“You sure? Cause I can-“ 

“It’s all good,” Hangman smiled at her. She nodded as he stepped past her, but not before giving her ass a light smack. She all but squealed at his action, turning even redder if that was possible. She turned her head slowly, looking at the eyes of his fellow aviators who were all looking at her. She gave them a shy smile, before turning her head and moving out of the way, and back towards Hangman. 

“There’s no fucking way,” Phoenix muttered. 

Everyone was enthralled with watching Hangman and his wife interact the whole night. It was a completely different side to him than any of his classmates had ever seen. His smile wasn’t a cocky arrogant one, it was bright and full of love as he twirled her around the makeshift dance floor in the Hard Deck. She giggled as he pressed kisses to her neck, singing the words of a song back to her. 

“How did we not know about this?” Rooster said, looking at his enemy. 

“This had to have happened recently,” Coyote said, taking a sip of his beer, “The whole aviator world woulda been talking about it.” 

“Or he never told anyone until now,” Bob said with a shrug causing them all to look at him, “What?” 

“It’s Hangman. He brags about everything. We would’ve known,” Phoenix said. 

“Never know,” Bob said again. 

But Bob was right, as much as Hangman wanted to show her off, and brag about her, he knew that she wouldn’t want that. She was quiet, and kept to herself and that’s what drew him to her. She was the shy girl at the bar in San Diego, his very first duty station, and Hangman knew the second he saw her, she was going to be his. She played hard to get at first, partially because she didn’t really trust him. She had heard the things the other girls around base had said about him. That he was just another pilot with a good smile, only there for a couple weeks before jetting off to the next place. He had a lot to prove, and he would be damned if he left without you by his side. 

So he worked his charm over the three weeks he was there. He managed to break down her walls completely, wooing her the old fashioned way. Hangman proved the chivalry wasn’t dead, as he opened doors for her, always greeted her with a kiss on her hand, bringing her flowers for every date and at random times during the day, texting or calling her goodnight, walking her to the door after dates or waiting in his car to make sure she got all the way in the house and turned her bedroom lamp on to let him know she was safe. 

When those three weeks came to an end, their goodbye was tearful and painful. Y/N stood in the airplane hangar with the rest of the aviator and naval wives, husbands, partners, kids, families, and hugged Hangman (or Jake as he had become to her) as fat tears rolled down her cheeks. He pulled away from the hug, holding her face in his hands and wiping the tears away. 

“Don’t forget about me when you find yourself surrounded by beautiful women overseas.” She said, sniffling. 

“Sweetheart, it would take a whole army and then some to make me forget about you,” Jake said, which made her blush. Any sort of pet name he called her had a red hue climbing up the back of her neck, “Just don’t forget about me.” 

“I could never, would never!” She smiled. Jake looked at her, her soft eyes looking into his. And for some reason, some spell was cast and Jake didn’t hesitate but to lean in and kiss her for the first time. 

That kiss had sealed the deal for both of them. The second Jake had landed back stateside, he went running to her house, finding her out in her garden, dirt and sweat on her face. Jake ran right to her, not having a care in the world, wrapping her in his arms and kissing her. 

“Marry me.” 

“What?” She said, looking at him like he had grown a second head, “Did you hit your head? Is this from the lack of oxygen? I know what they say about that, what is it, g. . . g-loc? Yeah, g-” 

“No, my brain is working just fine, sweetheart,” Jake smiled, “I mean it, marry me.” 

“This isn’t world war two, you aren’t going to-” 

“Y/N.” He cut off your rambling once again, seeing that glint in your eye was enough to get his answer. 

“Yes!” 

It was like a fairy tale come true for the both of them. They didn’t even tell their families when they ran off to city hall, getting married in a whirlwind, partially due to the fact that Jake had been selected for the Top Gun program. He had shared the news with her that morning, and he could hardly register when she told them “well we better go get married then.” And they did exactly that. Jake threw on his khaki uniform, and she dug out a white sundress that had been buried in the back of her closet. Once the papers were signed, Jake drove up the coast, finding a small hideaway he had discovered one night while driving around. 

That night she had given herself to him fully. She had never been touched the way Jake touched her, and he loved it. He was gentle with her, which was unusual for him. He took his time, letting her know every single thing he loved about her. The way her back arched when he kissed a certain spot, the way his name fell like a prayer from her lips, the way she dug her nails into his shoulders, the way she looked like a complete goddess in the backseat of his 1974 monte carlo. Jake held her tightly as her chest heaved up and down, coming down from the bliss. They didn’t mean for it to happen, but they fell asleep in the back of the small car, waking up to the sounds of seagulls above them. 

It was less than a year after they were married that Y/N found out she was pregnant. She was alone, sitting on the bathtub ledge, her head in her hands as she cried. Hangman was out on a mission, something short, and he promised to be home soon. But it didn’t make things any better. She was terrified. They had moved to the middle of nowhere, Lemoore California. The tiny naval base was nice and quiet, but far from the only family Y/N had in the whole state. She was used to being on her own, and being independent. Growing up shy, she had to learn to do things for herself. But raising a whole other human on her own was going to be hard. 

The second Jake came through the door, she told him. He stood there frozen in the doorway, duffle back still in his hand as his brain tried to process what she had just said. It scared her even more seeing his face go blank, but the second his duffle bag hit the floor with a loud bang and he was pulling her into his arms again, she felt relaxed. The two of them had spent all night getting reacquainted with each other, and then laying in bed naked, feeling each other’s bare bodies as they talked about their future child. Jake had promised to do the best he could to be there for every single appointment. 

The day that Alexander Miles Seresin was born, was the second happiest day of Jake’s life. Y/N had handled the past nine months like champ, and Jake had fallen in love with her more and more every day. Seeing her glowing and growing the child had set something off inside of him, something primal. The sex they had while she was pregnant was some of the best sex he had ever had. He could hardly keep his hands off of her. When her water broke, he went into a near panic, forgetting every single thing they had ever talked about. Jake, the cool, calm and collected naval fighter pilot, who had shot down a plane, felt like he was going to pass out watching Y/N deliver their child. He hated seeing her in pain, but the second their son was placed on his chest, he felt nothing but pure love. 

From the day Alex was born, he looked just like his father. Blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, naturally sunkissed skin. Jake loved every minute he got to spend at home with his wife and son. It made it harder to have to go on missions. He had missed birthdays, christmases, and big milestones. Y/N did a good job at recording everything and sending it to him so he could watch them out in the middle of the ocean. Y/N would call Jake almost every night, letting him read a bedtime story to Alex, watching over facetime as the little boy would stare intently at her phone screen at his dad. 

“Where dada?” Alex asked one night, his voice thick with sleep. 

“I’m on the ship, buddy,” Hangman said, his voice sounding faraway and sad. 

“The big ship?” Alex asked, his eyes growing wide with excitement. One of Alex’s favorite things was planes, which was a no brainer considering who his dad was. 

“The big ship,” Hangman smiled, “I promise I’ll be home when you wake up.” 

“Okay dada,” Alex said, and curled into his mother. Y/N patted his back and said goodnight to her husband before tucking her son in, “Dada flies planes?” 

“He does buddy,” Y/N said, making sure he was secure in his bed. 

“I fly planes too.” Alex said, clutching onto his stuffed F/A-18 that Hangman had gotten him. 

Alex had just turned three when Hangman got the call that he was needed back at Top Gun. Y/N looked at him, and all but ran to start packing. She had missed San Diego and was looking for any reason to go back and visit. But hearing that Jake would be going back to Top Gun made her nervous. She had all sorts of questions, which he couldn’t answer simply because he didn’t know. What he did know was that he was allowed to bring his family, which was his main concern. So, he packed the three of you up, packing his ford explorer (which he got after much grumbling from Y/N when she got pregnant with Alex) and drove his family the eight hours to San Diego. 

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The following week, after getting reunited with everyone at the Hard Deck, Jake had come home from training almost every day upset. He would sigh, and flop down on the shitty couch, and watch Alex play with his toy planes in front of him. The training was hard enough as it was but with his counterparts constantly teasing him about his wife that was the total opposite of him, he had had enough. The second Fanboy had seen the polaroid of Y/N tapped to Jake's dash in his plane, the teasing commenced. 

“Why don’t we invite everyone over?” Y/N asked one day softly, as she wiped her hands on her apron, “I would like to meet your friends.” 

“You would?” Jake said, turning to look at you, “But you met them the other night?” 

“More like they just stared at me like I’m some mythical creature,” She giggled. Jake stood up from the couch, walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her. 

“You are a goddess and they couldn’t take their eyes off of how perfect you are,” Jake said to her, making her blush and hide her face. He gently grabbed her chin, making her head turn back to him, “Don’t hide that smile from me, gorgeous.” Jake flashed her his perfect, beautiful white smile and then leaned down to kiss her cheek. 

“Daddy!” Alex called. 

“Yes, my man?” Jake said, and picked him up, groaning loudly as he did so. Alex let out a bunch of giggles as Jake held him upside down in his arms, “What did you do today?” 

“Went to the ship!” Alex exclaimed and Jake looked at her confused. 

“We went to the Midway museum.” 

“Babe, if you want to see some real ships and planes, just come in tomorrow.” Jake said, causing her to shrug, “You won’t get in trouble.” 

“Let’s start with dinner first, and then consider sneaking me on to base.” She said, walking back into the kitchen to finish cooking. 

By the time the weekend rolled around, Y/N was a nervous wreck. Everything had to be perfect, this was very important after all. She was meeting Jake’s friends, his coworkers, the best Naval fighter pilots in the US Navy. She woke up around six in the morning to start preparing and cleaning their small rental house. She had vacuumed, scrubbed the floors, and washed the windows, restocked the fridge, bought enough food to feed an army (literally), and hopefully enough beer (though she had seen the way these sailors think and was questioning if she should make another beer run). 

Jake had tried to help Y/N during the day, but she pushed him away, telling him she would let him know when he was needed. Around five in the evening, she had finally asked him to do something, while he was up off the couch running to her beck and call. He had fired up the grill, and started getting things ready to grill as she was getting dressed in a floral sundress. Alex was in navy blue shorts, a white button up and his birks. 

“Do we look okay?” She asked Jake, stepping out into the backyard. She held Alex’s hand and Jake smiled at them. He was wearing almost the same thing as Alex, except he had on a pair of white vans instead. 

“You both look great,” Jake said walking over to you. He picked Alex up, setting him on his hip, “You need to stop stressing.” 

“I want things to be perfect. These are your coworkers and your boss and-” 

“Everything is perfect, they already love you and they just stared at you from afar the other night,” Jake said, taking her hand in his free one, “You are easy to love, which is why I fell for you so fast.” 

“Stop it,” She blushed, and looked down at her feet. The doorbell rang, making her snap her head up. Jake saw the look in her eye, the anxiety of having to meet and talk to strangers. Jake kissed her cheek and set Alex down. 

“I got it, watch the burgers for me, please,” Jake said, and she nodded, as he ran to the front door. 

“Damn Hangman, took you long enough,” Phoenix said as he opened the door, “So how did you get the good shit off base while we are stuck breathing in the scent of black mold?” 

Jake just smirked, letting in Phoenix, Bob, and Coyote, “Sometimes, you gotta know people.” 

Y/N peeked her head to look inside the house to see who was here, when she felt a tug on her dress. She looked down to see her little boy with the same blue eyes as her lover. He too was full of anxiety about having to meet new people, and it was obvious in the way he held on to her leg and tried to hide behind her. Y/N felt her heart break and knelt down to his level. 

“Are you ready to meet some new people?” Y/N asked her son. 

“Are they nice?” Alex whispered. 

Y/N smiled, “The nicest, come on.” Y/N took her son’s hand and walked into the house, which was already full of loud aviators, cracking open beers and having a laugh. But all eyes seemed to fall on her the second she walked through the sliding glass door, the little boy’s hand in hers squeezed her tighter, “Hi.” 

“Hi,” Jake said, and then walked over to them. He picked up Alex, and side by side, they looked like twins, “This is my wife, Y/N, which you guys already know from the other night,” Y/N waved at the group of aviators, who waved back, but their eyes were on the little boy who was burying his head into his father’s neck, “And this is Alex, my son.” 

“You have a kid?” Rooster asked, completely shocked by the news, “Since when?” 

“Since about four years ago, keep up Rooster, shut your jaw you’ll catch flies,” Jake said and Rooster rolled his eyes. 

“Why didn’t you tell any of us this? She must’ve had him when-” 

“When you two were both stationed in Korea,” Y/N said, cutting Phoenix off, “You’re Phoenix, right?” 

“Yeah. . . Hangman, have you told her all about us?” Phoenix said with a smile, “You let me drown in the testosterone fest in Lemoore and didn’t tell me I could’ve had another female to hang out with!” 

She felt like a weight was lifted off her shoulders once the initial introduction of the family was over. Everyone fell into natural conversation. The boys gathered around the grill, as Y/N, Phoenix and Halo sat at the table in the backyard. Jake couldn’t get over how beautiful his wife looked in the setting summer sun. The gentle golden hour glow made her look like a goddess, her tan skin literally looked like there were gold flakes in it, her hair looked shiny. He paused for a second as he watched her laugh at something Phoenix said, he noticed her hand, the hand her wedding ring sat on, resting on her stomach. 

“Is she-” Jake asked himself. 

“Yo! You're gonna burn this shit!” Payback yelled, snapping Jake out of his trance. Jake shook his head and turned back to the grill, making note to ask her a question later. 

It brought joy to Y/N’s heart seeing her little shy boy grow comfortable around the group of aviators. He slowly warmed up to them, still clinging to Jake as he cooked the hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill for the group. But the second Bob had rambled off some facts about the toy F-22 raptor in the little boy’s hand, he had made a new best friend. 

Y/N couldn’t help but giggle as Bob and Payback chased Alex around the backyard with toy fighter jets in their hands. Rooster and Hangman seemed to put whatever beef they had aside and were civil to one another. Rooster had easily made friends with the little boy, making him giggle as he walked around the backyard with Alex on his shoulders so his plane could have a proper lift off and landing. 

“It must be hard when he is gone,” Phoenix said, as she helped you clean up from dinner. The guys were now sitting in the backyard by the fire pit, breaking into the bottle of scotch Rooster had once been gifted from Maverick. Alex was fast asleep on Jake’s chest as he rocked him slowly in one of the outdoor rocking chairs. 

“It was when Alex was first born and he had to jet off to Korea. Those six months were hell, it felt like Jake had missed everything,” Y/N said, drying a plate. She paused a second after putting it away, choosing her next words very carefully. She placed a hand on her stomach, taking a deep breath. The small action didn’t go unnoticed by the female aviator, “He won’t tell me about it,” She looked over at Phoenix, who froze, “It means one of two things, he’s not really doing anything, just sitting in classes and it’s boring, or. . . there’s a chance we could lose him.” 

Phoenix sighed and hung her head, looking down at her shoes. She thought to herself a second, closing her eyes. She turned around and leaned against the counter, facing Y/N. Phoenix didn’t have to say anything, Y/N could tell that it was the later option of her statement. Y/N felt tears in her eyes as she looked back into the backyard, seeing Jake’s bright smile as he laughed at some story Fanboy had told. Alex hadn’t even moved an inch, but cuddled deeper into Jake’s chest. Jake bent his head down and placed a kiss on the top of the boy's blonde head of hair.  

Y/N bit her lip and looked at Phoenix, “Make sure he comes home.” 

“I will,” She said to Y/N.

 “Make sure you all, come home,”

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[rosemary-is-in-pesterquest]

not to be a davekat defender like that or anything, but I want to put on my analysis brain for them a moment here (not arguing with anything you've ever said btw, just trying to talk out what my take is)

I actually think davekat was only just starting to show peeks of what would've worked about them when homestuck ended, but the comic was over before they got anywhere as a couple. they weren't even sure if they should tell their friends about the relationship yet, it was too new, and I don't think they were ready to officially make a more serious move than vaguely "I care about you" vibes. I think it partially could've been because they know the whole relationship could be a "you were my only option" situation, and even if they think the feelings are real, that might lead to some skepticism from other people... and even themselves. they've been trapped in a void, so how can they be sure of anything yet?

I think that was the concern that Karkat was trying to mention when he and Dave were talking, even in just friendship terms. like, it's reasonable to worry how dynamics might shift when coming out of a three year isolation, especially when those years are still while they're relatively young and formative. and Karkat is a self deprecating worrier... he neurosised his way out of having a shot with Terezi because of this quality, and he knows it, and that's part of why he's so hard on himself, in a cycle of bad thoughts and actions. part of why Dave is kind of good for Karkat is that Dave will shut that shit down and remind Karkat not to over complicate things and make everything hard on himself.

I do agree that davekat needed more proving if it was going to be written as working... but it's also a little unfair to compare them to rosemary because of that. rosemary is a commitment juggernaut, those two are so rock solid certain. meanwhile davekat is still in the "coaxing a deer closer while not making sudden movements so you won't scare it away" part of them trying to establish that they have feelings about each other. and Rose speedran that part by getting drunk and making out with Kanaya anyway. davekat at the end of the comic is like how Rose and Kanaya would've been after getting to the meteor if Rose had no alcohol. adn actually, even worse, because Dave and Karkat barely talked during the game, and thought they didn't like each other.

when they first meet, Rose and Kanaya need each other like a warm bath after a long day. but when Dave and Karkat first meet, they need each other like bitter medicine. like if rosemary is prickly girls coaxing each other into being soft for just one person, then davekat is two boys who can't figure out what is wrong with themselves, but definitely know what's wrong with the other guy, and can help each other if they can get past each other's defensiveness. their biggest problem is, they start out using the problems they noticed about each other to attack eachother, which just triggers more defensiveness. it takes a long time for them to try and fix their own shit. and they also take forever to realize the other guy isn't so bad, and they might have to fess up to maybe being a dick initially.

that dynamic is basically so much longer of a process, it takes way more time to get to a point of admitting love from that, than what rosemary has all along. and it also makes the relationship more doubtable in situations like the meteor thing, like how do you figure it isn't stockholms syndrome, even if there is genuinely love there? and to me, that's why all the mushy lovey dovey davekat in post canon sucks ass. they never got to that point! the writers forgot to write their whole entire actual relationship! this is just banging two action figures together to make them kiss, there's nothing else to it!

I think davekat could work, but not with writers like these. put that back in the oven, its not done. seriously, when will they actually write davekat? they still didn't do any writing for the actual relationship.

THIS WAS SO GOOD YES. YESF NOW THIS IS DAVEKAT FUCK YES

[astridandoddsandends]

I don't usually like these what ifs because I don't believe in Jason as a writer. Wells would have been corrupted too. He wouldn't have remained the one from s1. He wouldn't have convinced her or he would have joined the hate train (the latter seems the most likely - the writing team loved to do that).

Besides, Clarke remained in Polis for diplomatic reasons (partially leaving out the fact that she was in captivity disguised as hospitality - she didn't have much freedom: the captivity and gaslighting to which L.xa submits her implies that she is in a relationship with trauma bond formerly known as Stockholm syndrome). The context was somewhat complicated. Was she naive? Maybe. Did the grounders deserve the vote of confidence? Absolutely not. Still she was trying to do the right thing to avoid going to war again.

I'm not trying to defend the writers (I would have preferred other options like the one Ricky suggested to Jason at the time: he wanted Lincoln to be the one to have a mediating role with L.xa - to me that made sense considering the disappointment of Lincoln and Indra at the end of s2 - Jason chastised him for making that reasonable suggestion), but they clearly needed a narrative conflict and went with this one (a boring storyline in which Clarke is isolated in Polis dealing with grounder politics + a romance that every day makes less sense to me & Bellamy following Pike's logic that would inevitably lead them to war again). Something else: if Clarke had chosen to return to Arcadia with Bellamy, I think the return wouldn't have been so easy. The grounders still believed that Clarke was a legend that they should kill to appropriate her "power". It's just complex. That would have meant war too. She was still a target. I'm sure it would have been nice to see Clarke and Bellamy deal with that but it's pretty obvious that not following the grounders' terms would have made all the clans want to crush Arkadia. She and the characters had no alternatives that would lead to a less belligerent result with people who were impossible to negotiate (yes, I'm talking about the grounders). It's complex. Every alternative narrative has its buts because as @travllingbunny always points out Clarke was set up for failure. I think trying to be diplomatic considering the scarcity of resources was the most rational thing to do but Clarke (and Bellamy) were set up to fail.

What is nice about season 3 is that it further conveys the idea that the key to survival is both working together; an idea that they later catastrophically abandoned and which only confirms that you simply can't trust these b!tches a.k.a. writers.

They definitely could have done better with all of this but looking back it's always a pretty bittersweet because every inconsistency and wasted potential we spot feels like a pre-announcement that the story was going to end badly anyway. ugh! 😒

Let’s be real one of the biggest mistakes the 100 ever did is kill off Wells and keep Finn instead. There was literally no reason for fu.ckboy to stay around other than to eventually die which he did. If Wells had been here, just imagine how he would’ve been there with Clarke and Bellamy when they tried to figure out what to do with Mount Weather. He could’ve possibly been one of the people getting hurt which would’ve solidified Clarke’s decision even more when she decided to kill the mountain people. Or if he was there when the whole Pike thing was going on and Clarke was away at Polis. He would’ve been able to convince her to come back or at least consider what was happening at camp and help her make sense of the situation. Honestly, what a disappointment!!!

[eluxcastar]

Can you Yandere Urd please ?

Urd as a yandere.

FEATURES: urd geales

CW: yandere, a little bit of violence (not much dw), kidnapping (implied)

WC: 600

NOTES: this could live in my head rent free and I wouldn't complain tbh

remake

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 I imagine he's not one for violence and such unless someone forces his hand. His end goal is to keep you happy and liking him while still fairly unable to leave.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Urd's lost a lot of people in his overly long life, so you can bet he's going to make sure you don't become one of them.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Forget him leaving your side. Comparable to a lost puppy, he's going to find a way to be with you all the time even if it comes to inviting you along with him.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Ideally, he could be with you indefinitely. However, since spending as much of the day with you as possible is working, he'll settle at that for a while.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Nothing really has to change to break this balance, he just has to perceive you as becoming 'distant', even if that means you simply aren't appearing to become more affectionate with him as he believes your relationship (most likely just friendship) is progressing. Then he snaps.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 If you liked the outside world, the realisation you might not see it again due to a certain somebody's interference with your life could be disappointing, but Urd is there to take care of you and shower you in affection so you'll get over that in no time.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 You might not respond amicably to that affection now that he's decided abduction is his only option, but that's fine. You'll get used to it eventually.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Whether or not he turns you into a Vampire early on or later in his plans depends, he could decide to wait until you're ready to want it after spending sufficient time with him.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 With enough patience and obedience, you'll be able to earn his trust enough that he lets you out of a single room and, at the cost of all the doors that lead out and windows being locked, allows you to wander around the house.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 An exception to this is when someone comes over, then he locks you back up on the grounds that he doesn't want you to get attached to someone else.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Sometimes he does make you sit with him and doesn't allow you much freedom, he wants to see how adorable you are up close, so it's only natural he wants you to sit in his lap while you read your book or whatever it is he has you doing.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 His idea of loving you can become a little twisted at times, almost seeming to ignore how uncomfortable it can make you to have to do literally anything with him.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 He only cares when you lash out in some way, for which he takes away 'privileges' that he's granted you until you stop and behave yourself.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 He does keep a set of rules you aren't to break, such includes things like attempting to or partially succeeding in escaping, which he has the very gentle punishment of breaking your fingers lined up for.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 He doesn't like to hurt you like that, but you made him, so it's your own fault you have to cry over it hurting.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Urd is in this for the long run, so Stockholm Syndrome will be his very best friend.

⊹ ִֶָ𓂅 Setting up what is effectively an entirely separate world for you in the confines of his house is bound to affect you when it isolates you so much. He only needs to wait long enough, and he has all the time in the world.

[peachymilkandcream]

Hi! A scenario where Levi punishes her by fingering her and eating her out but not letting her come. He edges her for a LOOONG time and then just leaves her completely frustrated and needy. She waits for sometime and when she thinks she is alone she starts touching herself thinking he won't find out. It takes her sometime because she isn't used to it. Coincidentally, When she finally DOES come Levi enters the room as well. How is he going to punish her?

Levi x Evelyn -> Go Ahead and Cry

(A/N: Additional request because I'm doing them both in one: "Levi ruining her orgasm and making her cry please 🥺" Thank you to my two lovely Anons for giving me these requests ^^)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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Evelyn's insides felt like it was on fire, the way his tongue circled her clit over and over made her legs twitch violently around his head. She wanted to cum so bad, but twice now he had brought her to the edge and then refused to push her over. It was all because she had an attitude according to him, he caught her on a bad day and apparently that meant she had an attitude that needed to be corrected. Which is why she found herself in the position she was now.

Legs trembling and spread wide with Levi's face buried deep between them, switching from pressing his tongue flat against her to burying it deep inside, all to keep her guessing on what he'd do next. His arms held her hips firmly down so she couldn't ride his face any more and finish herself off, only when he allowed her would she do that. She was so close to her orgasm, when he pulled his head away, making her huff in frustration.

"Annoyed my love?" His shit-eating grin stays on his face, taunting her to talk back.

She's about to make as calculated a response as she can when his finger pushes into her, making her back arch. Once he pulls out he adds a second finger, pumping them in and out, the sounds her pussy makes adding to her flushed skin tone. He wedges a third in, continuing his frustratingly slow pace until he finally moves them faster in and out, she holds onto his hand but doesn't try and stop him. She wants his fingers to fuck her until she comes undone, it feels so good to be split open by him, she could ride this feeling forever.

His fingers are covered with her arousal, she clenches on him over and over, he continues to bring her right to an orgasm, letting her down partially and then starting again. She was so close, her cunt practically weeping to be released. She was teetering on ecstasy when once again he pulls his fingers out completely from her, cleaning them with his mouth.

"Levi please-"

Levi doesn't respond but turns to leave the room.

"You're just going to leave me like this?"

"I think you need to understand what you get when you give me an attitude." He leaves the room, grinning to himself at her discomfort.

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Evelyn could hardly stand it, she was so wet and needy she just need to get off, just once. Lately Levi had been doing a pretty good job of getting her off, knowing how and where to touch. But now that he had left she didn't know what to do. Unless... she thought about getting herself off, she really hadn't done it before, not finding the time or privacy to do so. Now she had the privacy and a reason to, if Levi was going to leave her like this then why shouldn't she take matters into her own hands?

She reached down and gently touched her folds, trying to remember exactly how Levi did it, he always made it feel so good. Her finger dips inside, making her toes curl with pleasure. Compared to Levi's, her fingers were small so it didn't have nearly the effect his did, but it was better than nothing.

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Eventually she found her pace and rhythm, touching herself the way that felt the best. It was messy and sloppy but it was bringing her to the edge. She tried to focus solely on the feeling and not visualize anything but Levi kept coming to the forefront of her mind, imagining the things he did to her and how good they felt. She hated herself for it but it was pushing her more and more to the edge. She was so close again.

When she finally climaxed, relief and pleasure filled her. But it was short-lived when her eyes opened once she came down to see Levi's angry glare staring at her.

"Care to explain what the hell you're doing?"

Her eyes widened in terror, making her yank her hand away. "Levi-"

He pulls his belt out in one movement, using the second to whip her on the ass with it, making her yelp and have tears form in her eyes. "Did I give you permission?"

"I just thought-"

"That's just it, you thought. You don't get to think. Everything you think and feel is what I tell you, what I command. And you disobeyed me." He unzips his pants and comes closer, pushing himself into her all at once.

She was sore from her previous orgasm, instead of the usual pleasurable fullness she felt with him inside her, it was just pain and stretching. Her legs were trembling around him while he pounded her pussy deep and hard.

Levi was merciless, if she would dare to replace his cock with her fingers then she would pay for it. If she bled, if she ripped or sobbed, it didn't matter to him, he would punish her. Touching herself, it was a betrayal, if she found a way to pleasure herself that didn't involve him one of his biggest manipulation tactics would be useless.

Evelyn took it, every thrust, every slap of skin, she took all of it. Although it hurt at first her body craved more, it craved him. His dick, his muscles, his breath, everything. Unlike usual, she let him hear her moans, how much she wanted him balls deep in her at all times. Cockwarming him didn't sound so bad now, being full of him always, her pussy clenched at the thought. Her own head scared her, if she kept going on like this she'd want him to breed her, knock her up and really be his submissive housewife. But she couldn't let that happen...right?

She was close, Levi felt it. It never took long when he was inside her, she was always so needy, threatening to cum from just the tip. It almost made him laugh, she was always so quick to pretend she hated him and didn't want him, but now here she was with her eyes rolled back drooling over his dick.

Evelyn was almost there, just a little longer and she'd feel that sweet ecstasy of her climax. Maybe Levi wasn't as upset as he seemed, maybe he took pity on her for not being able to cum before, but now he felt amazing, and he was going to let her cum.

She started to come undone around him, pure bliss until suddenly he pulled out, ceasing all stimulation. She squirted only a little, coming down too quickly from the little orgasm she had. Her shock and disappointment at not being able to finish properly was mixed with her frustration and anger at how unfair he was. It was too much all at once and she burst into tears, sobbing into her hands. It was humiliating but she couldn't help it, she had just wanted to cum, and he'd brought her to it only to deny her at the last minute, ruining it for her completely.

To rub salt in her wounds Levi finished himself off using his hand and squirted hot cum all over her stomach. Zipping his pants with a cold expression, not showing an inch of sympathy.

"Maybe now you'll know to contain yourself and not be a fucking whore." With a sneer he turned on his heel and left, leaving Evelyn crying and holding herself.

[ctl-yuejie]

while the whole series has bits where i wish they’d decided on different pacing i really enjoyed episode 11 as well.

i had hoped for a bit more focus on vegaspete but i believe they did well with the time allocated and i understand why they wouldn’t want to cut back on screentime for the main couple.

obviously, what’s happening to pete isn’t something i’d wish on my worst enemy, but in-universe i am very intruiged by the dynamic and actually enjoyed them a lot.

with the preview i was worried that vegas would actually do something to pete’s grandmother, which i believe would make his relationship with pete irreparable.

but as it stands i like how they made vegas’s actions sensible while not undermining who pete is.

in the beginning vegas just wants revenge - he is pretty much powerless and running on even less time (something he is aware of) - so he decides to take it all out on the guy who foiled his plans. to me, it makes sense that he’d go that far with pete. pete was the deciding factor in him losing and his father losing face (and he is still so desperate to be a good son to his father) and he generally is a brutal guy who likes to hurt people (very much not excusing anything else he does, but also: that’s the show. pete kills people, beats them to an inch of their life, kinn extorts money from people who cannot afford it etc. we are on a scale of crime here).

in the last episode pete surprised him by not submitting to his whims, so he is intruiged: he takes him with him to the save house and treats him like a pet. very interesting that he craves his fathers approval but even after his (partially) secret plans backfire, he goes against his fathers command and keeps pete alive. his affection for pete in the episode right until their “talk” is him treating pete like a pet (i don’t think vegas is a great pet owner). suddenly invested in keeping him alive not just as a plaything but as another being. still miles away from seeing pete as a human or even an equal to himself but decidedly different from just the head bodyguard of the main family who is to blame for everything. he occasionally lashes out because he is still angry, but the source of his anger also changes to being angry at having lost all control. he can’t even move freely anymore. so he controls the only person who has even less freedom. but he wants to see pete alive. that’s why i believe his concern at pete falling unconscious is actually real. (as well as vegas deciding all by himself that pete is his pet, so pete dying will be another failure on his side)

then they have their “talk” and vegas sees pete as someone akin to himself. i wish they’d visualised even more that it takes time for vegas to get to that point, but that’s the pacing thing i was talking about that could probably not have been helped.

i haven’t read the novel, but from what i’ve heard i am very pleased with this writing (not even going to get into the amazing lightening and cinematography with the red/green lights behind them at all times) since they leave out the things that would be impossible to include without the show leaving a bad aftertaste but they allowed themselves to explore these interesting dynamics that no one would wish to be subjected to in real life. to me they ride the fine line between portraying something in a work of fiction and not condemning it really well (just like the kinnporche scene in ep 4).

as for pete: i just love build’s everything. pete is extremely strong to be able to stay alive through all of this and i really like the sweet spot between him not being delusional about who vegas is and what he does and still holding sympathy for him (not to start a fight with anyone, but i think the writers are better than believing that stockholm syndrom is 1. a real thing 2. using it as an excuse for vegaspete to happen). he tries to get away, he is capable and the lightening speaks to that: he is sitting on the red side towards the end. he might still be captured by vegas but he has gained so much control over him as well. just the fact that he could order vegas to bring him new food without vegas lashing out is a shift in power.

there’s still a long way to go but i like the thought that went into vegaspete and them trying to stay somewhat true to a relationship that might normally be impossible to include in a life action series. still some episodes left to go, so they might let me down with what they will do next, but i did like this episode and the exploration of this tasty dynamic.

to the point that even this portrayal might have been unpalatable if pete were a woman: i don’t think so. any similar movie i can think of made it clear that this behaviour could be romantic and the female lead never was a very capable mafia member trained to withstand torture, so on those points alone kinnporche as a show really stands out. obviously bible is hot, but they’re not riding on physical attraction alone here. the writers are prodding these two twisted men who do bad things like an interesting science project and while they might get excited when their characters show interest in each other it is pretty clear that it is only fun in terms of a fictional experiment and nothing they’d want to have in real life.

biggest issue with the series so far: i was missing acknowledgement of Big’s death. I will eat my words if the past two episodes are just the build up to have them throw a big funeral and then everyone going shocked pikachu face when Pete doesn’t turn up.

[tenthgrove]

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Sorbet and Gelato x Reader (GN), Yandere, SFW

CWs: Threat of physical abuse, normal yandere stuff

So, we've already established how you found yourself as Sorbet and Gelato's darling and a few other snapshots of your life settling in with them. But here, we're going to go through precisely what happens between your abduction and finally making peace with your obsessive new husbands.

Partially to gage your resolve to escape, and partially for their own enjoyment, Sorbet and Gelato left you conscious for the entirety of your abduction. Once you're safely in your new home, however, they let you have the mercy of being drugged unconscious, letting you sleep peacefully until the morning, when they'll be better ready to explain to you the predicament you're in.

For the first couple months of your stay, you'll be sleeping in the basement. Callous as that sounds, they spared no expense in making the place as nice for you as possible, painting the walls in your favourite colour and furnishing it with a comfortable mattress, complete with enough blankets and pillows to bury a man with. You'll sleep well down here.

There's also a television to entertain yourself with (though they'll take away the remote if you've been bad) and a curtain to block your view of the rest of the room if needs be. At they end of the day they're still career assassins and the basement may become needed for... other purposes. They don't want you to have to watch anything that might needlessly traumatise you further.

You wake up in the morning no doubt in a great panic. Chained to the wall by your wrist, you're helpless to do anything until one of them finds you, which probably won't be long as Gelato has been awake all night with excitement. Once he and Sorbet are both present they reiterate the events of your kidnapping unless your trauma blanked it out (they aren't deceptive yanderes, they are very keen to be open with you about your situation). They also promise repetitively not to kill you.

Once you've had a couple hours to calm down a little and have had some food put in your system, they come to give you a more in depth explanation of what their motives are in taking you. They explain their love for you and the many reasons why pursuing you the normal way would never have worked out, and promise that as long as you are good for them, they're going to treat you very well. This is elaborated upon in your next, and final rundown of your situation.

At the end of your first day, once you are fully lucid enough to think, Sorbet comes down once more carrying a heavy bag of tools. He talks you through what they're going to do if you break the big rules they've set down for you, namely the ones about running away or attacking them. He holds the tools- switchblades, buzzsaws and pliers, against your trembling skin, to really hit home how much you do not want them to have to hurt you that way. Once he's done with his demonstration, Sorbet gives you a little kiss on the forehead, repeating that he's sure he won't ever need to do any of that to you, right?

Your first couple of weeks are very restricted, only allowed to leave the basement for a bathroom visit every few hours or so and a nightly bath. You're allowed to watch TV barring any bad behaviour (if you're good, Sorbet may even install a few channels from your home country to give some comfort) but it's likely you'll spend much of the time sleeping to escape from your fears. Gelato bothers you for affection whenever he gets a free minute, while Sorbet keeps his distance, preferring to let you come to terms with your new surroundings alone and see for yourself they have no nefarious intentions.

Something you learn early on is that the pair regard you already as their spouse. While you're under no obligation to treat them as such, they fawn over you insistently as their sweet little wife/husband/spouse. After all, they call themselves married, and treating you as any less would just be unequal. Look! They even bought you a ring, to match the pair they bought for each other all those years ago. If you take it off they won't make you put it back on as long as you don't throw it away, but seeing it cast aside on your night-stand their eyes seem... hurt.

In spite of your predicament you're certainly quite spoiled. Gelato badgers you constantly to know your tastes in food so he can make it for you, and pretty much anything you ask of Sorbet is granted as long as it isn't more freedom- that can only be earned. Little by little, you earn more time out of the basement, starting with just a few supervised minutes a day and stretching into hours.

Still, this laxness may renew your desire to leave. You know what the punishments are, god, you don't think you'll ever forget, but if you could just sneak out while Gelato isn't looking surely you can make it out in time? Unfortunately for you, leaping out of the window you find yourself in a woodlands wilderness. Getting out of here will not be easy.

You trek through the trees, certain that surely these woods must have an end, and surely your captors wouldn't be able to find you if you yourself are having this much trouble with navigation. A pity you're up against individuals trained in manhunting. You don't stand a chance.

As you cry in terror, the pair dragging you kicking and screaming back to their house, they give each other a look. They know what each other means. There's no way they could bring themselves to hurt you. After chaining you back up again they decree they've decided to let you off this once, but not to try something like this again. Instead of torture, you are sentenced to a few days left in the dark with less trips to the bathroom and verbal attention. Hardly a pleasant time, but a huge relief compared to what you were expecting.

As the next week dawns and your sins are forgiven, you find yourself shying away less from their affections. Maybe it's just gratitude, maybe you're desperate to get back in their good books and earn back all the privileges you had before. Maybe Stockholm Syndrome really is setting in. After a while of this, Sorbet and Gelato announce they've come to a decision- since you're beginning to love their embrace so much, maybe it is time to start letting you sleep between their arms at night.