#i mean...i do find giffing to be kinda relaxing

[neonsbian]

i said once i got home from my shit day at work id just chill but i spent like 2 hrs making gifs

[albertdabuttler]

Masked Adversary | D.L.

Pt. II

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fandom: Kick-Ass

pairings: Dave Lizewski/Kick-Ass x F!Reader

WARNINGS: language! patching up an open wound, mentions of blood, wound descriptions, fluff OOOO, also angst because he knows you don’t like HIM, kinda proofread but idk..

summary: You and Dave have lost a childhood friendship. The circumstances have made you grow to despise one another, until Kick-Ass has no one else to turn to but you, causing him to develop a small crush. The only problem being that you don't know it's him.

WC: 3.1K

gif not mine!!!

A/N: Low key insane this is the first fic I write that isn’t smut ☠️ also sorry for posting this a day late mb…

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“Dammit,” You spoke as you quickly lifted your water bottle up from your desk. It had spilled all over your research papers and ruined some of the fresh ink.

“Fuck.”

You had already spent a little over an hour trying to get your information together and you needed a break. Grabbing your headphones, you made your way to the little sofa you had sitting by your window and took out a comic.

It was rare, but it didn’t take long for you to get bored, you had read this specific issue many times. The music made it that much more boring and you were getting restless. Cracking your window open just a bit, you heard the soft chirps of the birds and crickets outside, feeling some of the cool breeze enter into your room. The sun was set and there was still some twilight left over the New York skyline. You lived a few blocks from Dave, getting a decent view of the city although it was blocked by a tree near your window.

Soon after you had opened your window, you felt yourself getting drowsy, that breeze and the sounds of the night settling in almost made you doze off.

The state you were in wasn’t fully conscious, but you weren’t quite asleep either. You heard a faint sound outside your window, like some big bird just fell onto your roof. You tried to ignore it and relax, but soon you began hearing faint taps at your window.

How odd.

Your eyes slowly opened, allowing your pupils to adjust to the soft fluorescent light.

“Please,” You heard someone whisper, in that moment your eyes shot open and you jumped out of your chair, turning to your window.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” You almost yelled, keeping it quiet enough not to alarm your parents. Kick-Ass.

“You said I could—“ he groaned quietly, wincing.

“You said I could stop by if I needed something,” he sighed.

“What?” You questioned, confused at first until you noticed one of his gloves covered in blood, clutching his side.

“Please, you said…” He paused to take a breath, “Your mom’s a nurse, right? I—I can’t go to the cops or the hospital.”

“Well—I mean yeah, she’s a nurse, but… If she helps you she’s gonna end up telling someone.”

He only stood there and waited.

“I can patch you up myself,��� You swiftly moved forward to open the window, allowing the boy into your room.

“Agh, fuck—” He groaned, you helped him walk over to your bed.

“Hold on,”

Setting a towel on your bed, you motioned for him to sit down, grabbing his batons from his back and setting them to the side. You ran to your closet to grab a cloth or anything similar.

“Here, put this on there with pressure, okay? I’ll be right back.” You gave him an old shirt and left your room to find a med kit your mom had somewhere downstairs.

He noticed the shirt you gave him and smiled softly. It was an old shirt you had matched with him, well, Dave, in middle school. It was really oversized when you got it, so it still fit. He was surprised you hadn’t thrown it away. It was a Robin shirt, himself owning the Batman one. He remembered how much you loved Robin.

Kick-Ass sighed as he waited for you, holding the shirt to his wound with as much pressure as he could to stop the bleeding.

“Okay,” you spoke out of breath, closing your door and locking it.

“Um…” You looked at him awkwardly, and he waited for you to continue. Clearly in pain.

“I’m gonna need you to take your suit off.” You informed, it was only necessary.

“Okay…” he hesitated, “I can’t really take the suit off...by myself,” he breathed. You could tell that speaking was quite the chore.

You moved towards him, helping him take his gloves off one at a time as either of his hands held the cloth to his wound. Sitting behind him, you unzipped his suit, pushing it off each one of his shoulders.

Woah.

His back was very well defined and it took everything in you not to graze your fingers along his muscles. He felt this, trying to hold in a smile.

“You’re gonna have to let go for a second, okay?” You warned him. Kick-Ass let go of the cloth on his cut, clenching his teeth as you pulled his suit down to his hips. The blood caused it to stick to the wound, it seemed to burn as you peeled it off.

“Shit,” He sighed in pain, taking a deep breath as you soaked a small towel in a little bowl of soap water. He frowned as you brought it up to the gash on his side.

“This is really gonna sting, so you should use something to bite on.” You handed him the cleaner glove and as soon as he bit down onto it, you began dabbing the cloth onto his injury.

He let out a significantly loud groan through the glove and tears welled up in his eyes, his breathing quickened due to the sharp, stinging pain of the soap seeping into his wound. He was seeing stars.

“Okay, we’re done.” You spoke, turning back to the med kit to take out a gauze pad. “This cut is too big to heal on its own, I’m gonna have to stitch it up…” You looked at him to make sure he was okay with it. He only nodded. You continued to dab at his skin to remove all the blood around the slash to see it clearly. It was a cut right above the chiseled area of his iliac furrow, a few inches to the left of an already healed scar that seemed to appear like another stab wound.

“You okay?” You asked him, just to make sure. He nodded once more, removing the glove from his mouth and smiling weakly as you grabbed a needle and suture. You noticed he had a pretty nasty cut on his lip, and his eye was starting to bruise.

“This one’s gonna hurt even more, right?” He joked.

“Yeah,” you chuckled. “Are you ready?”

Kick-Ass clenched his jaw, locking eyes with you for a moment, “Yeah,” he grunted, keeping his eyes glued to yours.

You pierced through his skin and his back straightened. Choking out an agony-filled moan, he threw his head back, his hand flying to cover his mouth. Your eyes widened looking up at him.

“If my parents hear you, it’s over.” You whispered and he nodded, chewing on his lip.

Continuing the process of piecing him together, he kept whining about how much it stung even with his fucked up nerve endings.

“Of course it’s gonna hurt, dipshit! How the fuck did this happen to you anyway?” You questioned.

“Oh y’know, some muggers with a knife. Guess they were serious about taking that lady’s bag.” He chuckled.

As you drove the needle through him one last time, he inhaled a sharp breath, gripping into your sheets for his life.

It was quiet for the moment in which you cleaned up, putting everything away and leaving out some bandages to put on him.

You could feel his gaze on you, but goodness, were you scared to look him in the eyes. You knew that if you looked, you’d wanna lean in and kiss him.

“Thank you,” He said, watching you intently as you got up to take the med kit back.

“No problem, Kick-Ass,” you smiled at him, and he couldn’t help but smile back. Your smile was super pretty and holy hell was this mask giving him confidence.

“I’m gonna go put this back, the bathroom’s right outside my door to the left, incase you wanna wash your face or something.” You made your way to your door and left it slightly ajar, so that no one would hear it open while you were downstairs.

Kick-Ass slowly limped into your bathroom, finally taking off his mask after closing the door. His face was covered in blood, so much more happened than some muggers with a knife. Frank D’Amico’s men had tried beating him senseless, but he oh so fortunately got away due to a patrol car nearing the area. Yes, he had made sure no one followed him to your home. He wouldn’t know what to do if he was the reason some fucked up kingpin tried to hurt you.

He washed his face as best he could without getting any blood anywhere, his left eye beginning to grow a soft red color.

You knocked softly on the door, “Hey, just come back to my room when you’re done. My parents are watching TV so you should be good.”

“Thanks.” He answered, staring at the door.

Guilt began to overcome him. He was lying to you, not only in keeping his identity from you, but in making up some bullshit about getting jumped by some "muggers."

He wanted to tell you it was him, but he found the thought embarrassing, maybe you would call him pathetic for this whole Kick-Ass thing, even the thought of coming to you when he had no one else was enough to make him cringe. He would rather get stitched up without anesthesia again than have you react badly and get angry at him for lying to you.

Sitting at your desk waiting for him, you finally heard the bathroom light shut off, the door just then clicking open. He limped into your room and you quickly ran to help him sit on the edge of your bed.

You grabbed the gauze, pausing and taking a look at him for a second. Goodness gracious, he was an Adonis of a man. He had really well toned arms, his abdominal muscles very defined as well. He was quite the specimen. And his eyes. The way he looked up at you, like some lost puppy, it made you melt.

“Um, just lift your arms up a bit,” You cleared your throat, embarrassed of the way you were thinking in such a moment.

He lifted his arms and you put the gauze over his now closed wound, grabbing a roll of bandages to wrap around his waist.

“Hold this here,” you told him as you knelt in front of him. Pulling the white fabric around his side, you had to move closer to him in order to reach for it with your other hand behind his back.

You tried focusing on what you were doing, but he kept staring holes into your head. His hand twitched, wanting to brush a stray hair from your face to see it clearly but he held back.

After wrapping the bandage around his waist a few times, you used some medical tape to keep it in place.

“Alright, I’m almost done.” you spoke, finishing up.

Kick-Ass spoke your name with a light tone. This startled you and you looked up at him to see what he was going to say. He only looked at you, glancing at your lips before looking away and it caused your heart to beat a million miles a minute.

“Thank you...” He finally moved his eyes to meet yours, a look of guilt upon whatever you could see of his face.

“I’m really sorry…” He frowned, looking at the ground next to you.

“It’s not your fault, Kick-Ass,” you reassured him without even knowing what he was talking about.

He shook his head as if he was about to speak but the two of you could only watch each other those following moments, your faces moving closer together like magnets. You didn't know why it felt so right in the moment, but you quickly leaned up and kissed him.

He slightly jumped but immediately kissed back. His lips were so plush and smooth, they felt like clouds. And he kissed you like no other boy had ever kissed you before. He kissed you with emotion, he didn’t just kiss you for the sake of kissing. Even if he wasn't the best at it.

The fabric of his mask brushed against your chin as he tilted his head to the side, moving himself closer to you. You felt like he was going to pull away because you were already starting to feel the need to breathe, but he kept kissing you.

Resting your hand on his chest, you felt his heart beating rapidly under your palm. You stood up, causing him to have to lean upwards in order to keep his lips attached to yours, but the movement caused him pain, making him release a grunt and quickly pull away.

“Sorry,” you apologized, referring to the kiss and the wound. He stared at you in utter surprise.

From now on, Dave knew he would look at you in a different light. Why’d you even kiss him? And what gave him such a desperate urge to keep his own lips connected to yours?

He chewed on his bottom lip, "It's okay..." He replied softly.

“I shouldn't have done that, right...? I—It won't happen again—“ You rambled, suddenly cutting yourself off and picking up the empty packaging of the bandages to throw them away and keep yourself busy.

Kick-Ass watched you pick things up with his jaw hanging, still trying to process the kiss and why he... Enjoyed it?

“You can do it again, if you want.” He mentally screamed at himself, why the fuck would he say that!?

You whipped your head around and stared at him from across the room, your face heating up like the Titanic's boiler room.

"I haven’t kissed anyone since like… sixth grade, so…" He chuckled.

Hiding a smile, "Yeah…that was kind of obvious." you spoke, scrunching your nose.

"Sorry." He looked away while giggling at how pathetic it was.

“It’s okay…” you smiled.

You sat next to him. "Everyone needs practice…” You said suggestively.

Turning to look at him, you saw that he was already gaping at you.

"Yeah..." He kept his eyes on yours this time. The reason he was so afraid to do so before was because he felt vulnerable, like you’d know it was him just by his eyes or something.

“So…” you began, “can I kiss you..?”

“Yes—“ he replied a little too quick for his own comfort. “I mean…Yeah.”

You placed your hand on the side of his neck and moved your head closer to his. You noticed him watching your mouth as it neared his, the palm of his hand coming to press against your lower back as you finally connected your lips.

He kissed you softly, innocently, almost like he was afraid you’d pull away if he kissed you any differently.

Moving one of your hands to rest on the back of his neck, you slipped your fingers under his mask, feeling a bit of his soft curls.

You just wanted to kiss him, missing the feeling of someone's mouth on your own. He felt the same, he didn’t feel judged on the fact he was kind of a shitty kisser.

The two of you sat there for a minute, his calloused hands moving from your waist to the sides of your face, the tips of his fingers playing with the shorter hairs on the nape of your neck.

“I hope you don’t hate me,” he breathed, mumbling against your mouth.

“Mm-“ You made a sound of confusion.

You began to realize why he had said it as he brought his hand up to the hem of his mask and began tugging it upward. Quickly pulling away, you reached for his wrist to stop him.

“Don’t do that…” You watched him, slightly alarmed.

His heart dropped, “Why not…?” he spoke, uneasy.

He couldn’t lie to you. Yeah sometimes he hated your guts and wanted you to just shut the fuck up, but today was a completely different story. He changed in the way he saw you. With everything that had just happened in the past ten minutes, he couldn’t lie to you.

“What if I tell someone? How can you trust me if you barely even know me…?”

But he did know you. He knew you enough to trust you, and that there was no way in hell you would ever tell anyone a secret entrusted to you. But he didn’t want to argue with you. Not as Kick-Ass.

“Fine. Sorry...” He apologized.

"You should probably get home... It's kind of late." You suggested looking at your hands as you fidgeted.

“Yeah,” He stood up, grunting as he pulled his arms through his suit to put it back on. “Could you…” He was nodding at you, referring to the back of his suit where the zipper was.

You pulled the slider along the teeth of the zipper, enclosing him completely in his suit.

He turned around to face you “Thanks…” He watched you for a moment. “For patching me up… And stuff…”

You chuckled, “No problem.”

He smiled awkwardly. “I’ll see you tomor—or uhh, whenever I need you again—or whenever you need me,” He stammered, realizing what position he’d almost put himself in. “I’ll just see you.” He chuckled, swallowing hard as he grabbed his gloves and batons and turned to your window.

“Will you be okay to get home?” You watched as he limped by your window. “I could walk with you… Until we get to your neighborhood or whatever.”

“Uh—No, it's like a 10 minute walk. I’ll be fine. Thanks though.” He smiled softly, beginning to climb through your window as he held his side.

You thought about that. There were no other neighborhoods within ten minutes of walking, so he had to live here. That means he had to go to your school. And that means you have to know him if he said he was your age. Holy shit.

“Kick-Ass?” You rested your palms on your windowsill as he crouched down to look at you from your roof.

“Do you go to Fillmore?”

He paused, staring at you like he’d just been caught.

You felt your hands getting clammy.

After a few more moments of silence, you spoke again.

“Do I know you…?”

He stayed silent. All you could do was take it as a yes.

“Weren’t you just getting mad at me for wanting to take my mask off?” He shot back.

“Fuck, you’re right. I’m sorry.” You looked down. “I’ll… I’ll see you around.” You pursed your lips.

He smiled back softly and made his way off your roof and out of your view.

You sat back down to finish your homework, somehow taking three times as long because the only thing on your mind was those beautiful blue eyes of his. And who else in your school had them.

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Thank you for reading!! x

[lazycats-stuff]

Ra's Al Ghul kidnapping reader, a son of Bruce, because he 'finds him interesting'. Obviously the reader is put off, but after some time and some really kind treatment from Ra's, reader kinda finds him sweet, at this point Bruce's comes to rescue reader and stomp on Ra's skul, but the reader convinces him to not kill Ra's, and Ra's and reader kinda develop a relationship, but the reader is still a bit 'you didn't have to kidnap me, but I guess you are just different but don't think I'll let this go, we'll do this how i want it to go'

Hell yeah. Oh Bruce is ready to kill someone. Hehe... I love it. Also, can't find and gifs of Ra's so a repeat of one of the former ones. Also, I'm done with school until my exams begin! A weekend off... Ah... Sounds like heaven.

Summary: (Y/N) gets kidnapped by Ra's. (Y/N) is confused and scared.

Warnings: kidnapping, Ra's tries to make (Y/N) like him, Ra's is sweet to (Y/N)...

(Y/N)'s eyes opened, head pounding like someone wacked him with a hammer. So he was either drugged or really got hit in the head with a hammer. Also, why does the bed feel far too comfortable for a... Why is the bed so damn soft comfortable?

(Y/N) sat up in bed, hissing from the headache as he looked around the room, nearly getting a stroke. The room was lavish. I mean, more than lavish. Whoever kidnapped him is rich, but not just rich, filthy rich.

The room was just marble and gold. This person had money to burn. Not to mention, everything is more spacious... This person was a shit ton of money to burn. (Y/N) closed his eyes as he tried to remember what has happed before this.

He was walking to his car from the college building... And then... A full on blackout. Well, that is not good... How much time has even passed? A day? A few hours?

More importantly, does Bruce know he's missing?! (Y/N) was never a vigilante. He knew self defense, but this is something... (Y/N) laid back down from the headache. He huffed as he laid back down on the bed, the bed warm and comforting. And soft... Is this silk?

Not even Bruce has that much money to burn.

(Y/N) sat up when he heard the door opening, eyes widening at the sight of Ra's Al Ghul entering a room, with... Water and some sort of rectangular box? What the hell?

" Ah, I see you are awake. Is your headache bad? " Ra's asked as he closed the door behind him.

" What in the actual fuck?! " (Y/N) yelled, wincing as he made his headache worse. " You old bastard. " (Y/N) added, making Ra's chuckle as he approached the bed, sitting on the edge of it, observing (Y/N).

" Nothing I didn't hear before. Now, do take these pain meds. " Ra's said as he presented a box. Now, (Y/N) was suspicious beyond belief.

" And how do I know they weren't tempered with? " (Y/N) asked as he took the box, checking it carefully.

" I give you my word that the pills weren't tempered with. Now, take two. They'll help you with the pain and you'll sleep it off. " Ra's said as he watched (Y/N), who was now hesitantly opening the box. Ra's watched in silence as (Y/N) took the pills, downing them with the water from the bottle.

" Now, just lie down and sleep it off. You'll feel better once you wake up in the morning. " Ra's said as he made (Y/N) lie down, making sure to tuck him in.

(Y/N) watched in silence and more so in shock. Why in God's name is Ra's so gentle? This has to be a manipulation. A tactic. Lower down your guard and then, when you least expect it, bam! You get hit where it hurts the most and then they catch you off guard and you are killed.

(Y/N) just needed to stay alive long enough for Bruce to find him. That's it. (Y/N) wanted nothing more then Bruce to find him. His room sounded nice. (Y/N) felt more and more drowsy as the seconds passed, under the eye of Ra's al Ghul.

" Just relax. Don't fight it. " Ra's whispered as he dimmed the lights to make it more bearable to sleep in. And the headache was slightly better. Then, Ra's came back and checked to see if (Y/N) is properly tucked into bed.

And (Y/N) couldn't fight the pills, no matter how hard he tried. His eyes closed, body finally happy to rest again, but this time with no pain. Ra's stayed for a couple of more minutes, watching (Y/N) as he slept, hand gently reaching to caress (Y/N)'s cheeks. So soft, Ra's thought as he enjoyed the fact that (Y/N) was finally here, with him.

Ra's couldn't wait any longer if he tried. Now there was a sense of contentment as (Y/N) was on his base, with him. Yes, he did follow (Y/N), but he wasn't a normal stalker. Well, he isn't a stalker. He simply found (Y/N) interesting.

And Ra's has every right to explore that curiosity. And Bruce and his wrath? Well, he can and will deal with that later. Ra's stood up silently going to the door, giving one last glance at (Y/N)'s sleeping form, before leaving, closing the door behind him, locking it too, just in case that (Y/N) decides to leave the room.

Sure, his assassins will stop him, but still, never enough caution. And the base is in the middle of an ocean so escaping... Well, Ra's was confident that (Y/N) wouldn't escape. No way he could anyway. Ra's smiled to himself as he walked to his office, knowing that (Y/N) will be out for a while, which in turn meant that he could get back to his work.

(Y/N) woke up the next day, in no pain and actually more rested then before. (Y/N) took a deep breath as he explored the room. He needed to find a way out of here. Like, now. He started with the doors that looked like balcony doors. He saw water and nothing but the blue water and sky.

That bastard.

(Y/N) decided to abandon that route and just went to the other doors in the room. He opened the door and entered the biggest bathroom he has ever seen. A bath, a shower... Marble and gold yet again. (Y/N) looked around, curiosity taking over. And sure, he can try to be more careful, but if Ra's was to torture him...

He wouldn't do it in this lavish room. He wouldn't get blood on the marble... Maybe he would and he would just replace it, considering the amount of money he has to burn. (Y/N) sighed as he looked himself in the mirror. He didn't look like pure shit. He looked somewhat normal, as if he wasn't kidnapped.

(Y/N) closed the door behind himself and then doing the normal morning business in the bathroom. He quickly pissed and flushed the water behind him. He washed his hands and then he washed his face with water, just to wake himself up a little bit more.

He sighed as he went back into the room, however, he nearly jumped out of his skin when Ra's was just sitting on the edge of the bed, legs crossed elegantly. His eyes seemed to soften when he saw (Y/N).

" I see that you are awake. How is your head? " Ra's asked softly and (Y/N) was now caught off guard. Completely.

" It's great. No pain. " (Y/N) said hesitantly, eyes narrowing in suspicion. Now, something is way fucking off. Ra's al Ghul, this soft with the son of his enemy?

He is going to get tortured soon. Just thrown into a dungeon and broken...

" Why in God's name are you so... So... I can't even say soft because you and soft don't go together. " (Y/N) said, making sure to not move an inch. He needs as much space as possible.

Ra's chuckled at the statement. Soft and Ra's al Ghul don't go together, that much was right.

" I'm soft because of you. I kidnapped you here because I thought you were interesting. And maybe there are some feelings involved too. " Ra's admitted, watching as (Y/N) became speechless. (Y/N) was trying to respond, but couldn't say anything. His mouth was opening and closing.

No sound came out.

" What? Ra's al Ghul and feelings? Damian was wrong. You are capable of feeling something. But I'm pretty damn sure that all of this is just a ploy to get me to lower my guard down and then bam! I'm in a dingy cell. And tortured. " (Y/N) said crossing his arms as he leaned on the wall.

Ra's laughed. (Y/N)'s eyes widened both at the sound and the scene.

Ra's al Ghul laughing? Pigs must be flying outside.

" What's so funny? You are a ruthless man. I've heard things you've done. "

Ra's stopped, eyes still soft. " I have a soft spot for you. I won't torture you. You have my word that nothing bad will happen to you for as long as you behave. " Ra's explained as he stood up, eyes still soft and still trained on (Y/N).

" If I didn't know you and your honesty, I would've called bullshit. " (Y/N) muttered and Ra's chuckled.

" I do speak the truth and more so, I would never lie to you. Are you hungry? It's been a while since you ate. " Ra's asked, watching as (Y/N) tilted his head, clearly still suspicious about Ra's and his treatment.

" I could eat something... As long as you don't lace it with something." (Y/N) mumbled and Ra's chuckled.

" I won't lace your food with anything. You have my word. " Ra's promised softly, offering (Y/N) a smile in return. " What would you like? " Ra's asked and (Y/N) shrugged his shoulders.

" What is it that Americans like to eat? Pancakes? Bacon? Anything heavy? " Ra's teased and (Y/N) was shocked yet again. Ra's al Ghul teasing?

" I like something light. Some granola, yogurt and fruit is my go to. " (Y/N) explained and Ra's nodded, pretending he didn't know that already.

" Come with me. I would like to share breakfast with you. " Ra's said as he opened the door for (Y/N), stepping outside to allow (Y/N) to get out first.

(Y/N) huffed at the fact, but stepped out anyway. Ra's smirked from behind him, gently leading (Y/N) to Ra's room and then through the said room to get to a beautiful terrace with a beautiful view of of the ocean and the sky...

" Please, do sit. " Ra's said, pointing at a chair to his right, before sitting down on the chair to the left. (Y/N) sat down, getting comfortable as he took in the fresh air, a salty smell in the air.

" No fresh air in Gotham I see? " Ra's said, turning to one of his guards, giving him an order in Arabic. The guard left and (Y/N) closed his eyes for a moment.

" Not really. " (Y/N) said. Even though he lived far enough to not be affected by the polluted air, he still couldn't get fresh air. But this? This is amazing.

" Glad to see you relaxed. " Ra's said and (Y/N) snorted.

" I'm not relaxed. I'm not trusting you as far as I can throw you. " (Y/N) said as he opened his eyes again, glancing at Ra's, who had an amused smirk on his face.

" I gave you my word that I won't do anything to you. As long as you behave of course. "

(Y/N) scoffed, but stopping when he heard the guard come back with food. He put the tray on the table between them. (Y/N) took a look into the bowl that was facing him. Granola, yogurt and some fruit...

" Your go to breakfast. I listened, you see. " Ra's said as he started eating his breakfast.

(Y/N) eyed the food suspiciously, but still ate it none the less. He was hungry and food sounded great at the moment.

" Later, I want to show you around the premises. I have a library in my office, filled with some literature classics that I'm sure you will like. " Ra's said and (Y/N) raised his brow.

How did he knew that? He does like classics the most, but he likes all genres.

" I won't question how you know that. I don't think I'll like that answer. " (Y/N) said and Ra's smirked.

" It's better that way. "

It's been a few weeks and (Y/N) has never been so confused in his entire life. Ra's was nice and gentle to him. (Y/N) was loosing his mind slowly. But in the entire process, (Y/N) was developing feelings for him too.

If it weren't for the assassin part, Ra's would be a man of his dreams. Gentle, attentive, handsome... (Y/N) thought about Stockholm syndrome. Immediately. But for a few weeks... They can't develop that fast can they?

(Y/N) was sleeping in his room, tired from the heat of the day. He was sleeping peacefully, but woke up when he heard a crash. His heart was beating fast as he sat up, throwing the blanket off of him. What the hell was going on?

He stepped out of the room, looking for Ra's. He may know self defense, but he doesn't have experience in this thing.

" RA'S! " He heard a deep yell and he recognized it immediately. It was Bruce's... Oh God, Bruce will break the code. (Y/N) ran to the office, stopping at the doorway.

" Dad! " (Y/N) yelled and both stopped fighting. Bruce turned his head, eyes widening at the sight of his son. Not hurt... Nothing...

" (Y/N)? " Bruce said quietly, clearly not believing his eyes. He quickly walked over, checking over his son, then hugging him tightly. " My son... " Bruce breathed out, happy to see his sons alive.

" (Y/N), go to the roof to the Batplane, I have some unfinished business with Ra's. " Bruce said, turning to Ra's and (Y/N) knew that look.

Bruce was pushed over the edge. And he is ready to kill.

" No! Don't kill him! " (Y/N) said as he grabbed Bruce's arm, trying to stop him.

" He hurt you! More so, he kidnapped my only son who isn't a vigilante! That won't go unpunished! " Bruce said, ready to lunge at Ra's.

" He didn't hurt me! Please dad! " (Y/N) begged, clinging onto Bruce, stopping him with his weight.

" He didn't? "

" He treated me gently! I wasn't hurt! " (Y/N) said and Bruce's head whipped to look at him in shock. " Don't kill him dad. Please. " (Y/N) pleaded again and Bruce relaxed a little bit.

" Are you being honest with me? " Bruce asked and (Y/N) nodded.

Bruce sighed quietly as he held his son tightly to him. (Y/N) turned his head to look at Ra's. " As for you Ra's... " (Y/N) started, not sure how to proceed.

Ra's waited patiently for (Y/N) to finish what he was going to say.

" You didn't really have to kidnap me, but since we have developed something, I want to see where this goes. Sure, you may be different, but don't think I'll forget this. This relationship will go on as I please. " (Y/N) declared and Bruce felt nothing but pride for his boy.

" As you wish beloved. We will do it at your pace. " Ra's said and Bruce glared at him.

" Damian won't be happy. " Bruce noted.

" Damian will be happy to finally have some sort of payback. " (Y/N) retorted and Bruce chuckled.

" Well, either way, it's time to go home. Your brothers are worried. " Bruce said, leading (Y/N) out.

" Bye Ra's. " (Y/N) said as he was led out of the room and Ra's smirked.

" Bye (Y/N). See you soon. " Ra's said and Bruce nearly decked Ra's for even saying that. But he had more important matter right now.

And that's getting his son home.

[pahtoosh]

In one of your lates work lee said she is a brat.. can I request something based on this?

Like when she gets upset that HE her DADDY called her something mean . How does he earn her trust and forgiveness back? 🥺

airhead

[image ID: a gif of lee bodecker frowning by tumblr user UnEarthlyDust. /.end ID]

masterlist

18+

wc: ~1200 words

warnings: name-calling, lee gets very mad in this, apologies and tears with one reallyyy long hug. gets a little preachy at the end which i normally don’t vibe with but it felt appropriate for this au

a/n: i cannot even BEGIN to tell you how excited i was when i read this request! i tried writing it immediately but the story got away from me several times🤭 anyway today i managed to stay on track! woo! thank you so much, lovely anon. i hope you like this one🫶

pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader

summary: lee takes his frustrations out on you and accidentally calls you something mean

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“And look! Now Bingo Bunny has a hat to match his brown pants.”

“That’s nice, sweetheart-“

“Oh! I forgot his brown glasses too!” You ran back to your room to pick up yet another tiny accessory to show Lee. Ever since he got home an hour ago, you were running back and forth between his office and your room to show him your new treasures. Each toy had a story that reminded you of another toy which also had a story that connected to a totally different toy.

Lee sighed. He’d seen your entire toy collection by now. This little show-and-tell had started with the toys you bought by yourself today and devolved into a near encyclopedia of your entire collection.

Lee wanted to indulge your need for attention, but he needed to make one last phone call before he was officially done with work for today. Lee found he could never truly relax if he knew he had something to do or somewhere to be.

“I got the glasses! Look at Bingo, Daddy!” You held the bunny out and made him do a little dance.

“He’s lookin’ sharp, sugar.” He beckoned you over and leaned a little closer, then began to speak as if he were telling you a secret. You stopped buzzing for a moment to give Lee all of your focus, he knew just how to excite you and get your attention.

“Why don’t cha make a few more outfits for Bingo and do a fashion show for me later, yeah? Spend a long time on ‘em now. Make sure they’re perfect.”

“Okay, Daddy!” You left your daddy’s office once again, unaware that he was just trying to distract you.

Lee took advantage of this moment to swiftly lock his door and make the phone call. The sooner he could get this over with, the sooner he could be a proper daddy to you.

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What was supposed to be a ten minute call ended up getting to forty minutes. Lee and Deputy O’Connolly were trying to review the security plan for the county fair, but they kept running into issues. Lee was nearing the end of his rope.

“What kinda idiot put Burke and Smith on entrance security? Those two ain’t nothin’ but trouble. Put ‘em together and add the pretty girls entering the fair into the mix and the line’ll grow ‘till it’s near half a mile!”

“I tell ya, this is the last time I trust anyone else to do shift assignments,” Lee groaned.

The two men continued talking as they made edits to their respective paper copies of the security plan. Then, Lee heard your little hand trying to wiggle open his office door.

“Hold on a second.” Lee covered the receiver and shouted to you, “I’m a bit busy right now!”

You shouted a response, but your voice didn’t project as well as Lee’s and it was muffled by the door.

“I’ll be out later, bunny! Just give me ten more minutes!” Lee thought that was the end of it, but you continued shaking the doorknob and started trying to push the door in.

“For the love of- I’ll call ya back later, Deputy.” Lee hung up the phone and stomped to the door, opening it with a huff.

You were still leaning on the door, but you managed to find your footing after the wood abruptly slipped away from you.

“Oh! Daddy, hi!”

“What is it? Is there a fire?”

“I got Bingo all dressed up! Come look!” You tried pulling Lee’s hand so he’d follow you, but he stayed rooted in his spot.

“Not now, bunny. Daddy’s on a very important phone call.”

“But you said-“

“Well now I’m sayin’ ‘not now’, aren’t I? You know the rules. Ya can’t interrupt Daddy at work unless it’s an emergency and ya sure as hell can’t go around trying to break down every door that stands in your way!”

“I just wanted to show you my Bingo,” you said quietly.

“And I’ll look at him later, but right now I’ve gotta explain to Deputy O’Connolly why I hung up on him ‘cause you’re too much of a damn airhead to know what a locked door means!”

You froze in front of Lee, too stunned to react.

He closed his eyes and ran a hand over his face. “Shit. Baby, I-“

Before Lee could continue, a whimper made its way out of your mouth, breaking you out of your trance and allowing you to run away.

Your daddy watched as you sped into your room and shut the door. He felt pathetic for taking his anger out on his baby. The sheriff wasn’t used to the feeling of white-hot anger and shame rolled into one. These weren’t the actions of the man he prided himself on being.

Lee took a few deep breaths before trying to open your door. You’d taken a page out of his book and locked it this time. You didn’t usually do this. Even when you were upset, you’d leave it unlocked, not even thinking to keep Lee out.

“Bunny, please open the door. Daddy wants to say somethin’ to ya.” Lee leaned his head on the door.

“Daddy gonna say somefin mean ‘gain!” you sobbed.

“No I’m not, I wanna apologize to ya.” Lee sighed. “I’m gonna get the key to your door okay? I need you to hear this.”

“No! No! Don’t wanna hear anything! Just leave me alone!”

Lee’s heart broke at the realization that he had lost your trust. He was your daddy. He was supposed to love you unconditionally and protect you from people who said mean things: people like him.

A tear slid down Lee’s cheek. “Baby, I’m sorry,” he said, his voice cracking slightly. “Daddy’s so fuckin’ sorry he said those mean things to ya. You’re not an airhead. You’re my smart, sweet, beautiful baby. I don’t deserve a perfect little thing like ya.”

Lee leaned against the wall. He was willing to wait as long as it took for you to let him in. To his surprise, not a minute later were you bursting through the door and wrapping your arms around him.

“Hey there, bunny. There’s my sweet baby,” Lee cooed.

You were still crying as you clung onto him. Lee continued soothing you with his words and touch.

“I know, I know.”

“Daddy’s so sorry, baby.”

When the last sobs left your body, Lee apologized again. It wasn’t perfect. Lee was never great with words. But it was soft and real. A gentle whisper in your ear while he hugged you so tight that you felt his tummy rumble with each passing syllable.

“I forgive you, Daddy.”

“You don’t have to, bunny. Daddy was awful to ya. Give me some time to make things right.”

You shook your head against his chest. “I forgive you,” you repeated, stubbornly.

Lee was at a loss for words. How could he ever repay your love? He settled for kissing your forehead and lingering for a moment. He thought about how lucky he was to have you and, for the first time in a while, Lee prayed. He prayed to someone, anyone, that he’d be able to make this up to you.

[luffyvace]

can i request a romantic hairo x male reader where the reader is a psychic like Saiki?

Ooooh! This whole time I just realized I’ve been writing for reader without psychic powers so this’ll be fun! :}

Ehhh Hairo needs more gifs..;P

💪🔥👍

Tbh these hcs can go lots of different ways depending on how you are and what you want! For examples….:3

if you want to hide your psychic abilities from him, well, it depends on whether fate wants you to or not! Just like how if saiki is meant to do something, despite all the power he has to stop it, it ends up happening anyway! :P but if it wants you to then either 1) stuff miraculously happens to prevent him from finding out or 2) he sees and doesn’t believe his eyes 😋

if your open and tell him about them he’s a little shocked at first! Of course he is! He’s never seen them before canonly. And ngl? He not gonna believe you 😭 Not that he don’t trust you but your gonna need some stone hard evidence that it’s you and not some magic trick. It’ll be easier to convince him depending on what type of powers you have. Physical powers wont be such a struggle as idk?? reading minds. After he does get over the initial shock though..

You are now…..super maaaan! 🦸 cuz like what other logical explanation is there?

Will ask you a million and one questions as far as how did you get them? When? How does it feel? How does it work? If he works hard enough will he get them too? Do you come from another galaxy? Is that your only power? (😅💓)

Him completely getting used to them never really happens. I mean it’s not normal really! To him there’s no other person like you! Cuz I mean he hasn’t found out 🤷‍♀️ He always praises you over how cool you are and says ‘even if he can’t gain powers like you he’ll work hard to be just as strong/cool! 💪‘

His parents reaction (if you decide to tell them too/if they find out) is oddly relaxed? Don’t get me wrong their jaws do drop and they are in shock, but after that they ask you a few questions and is pretty much like ‘cool👍‘

the Hairo family isn’t the type to see things like this and immediately snap a pic for the media, they’re kinda like ‘WOW this is rare!! Cool :)’ LOL 😂 I feel like they’re just mature like that, all three of them :}

if your friends know then you probably told him it was okay to tell them and he broke news first. Either that or a completely 180° and they didn’t find out til months later when you used them casually in public without realizing. Either way they pretty much scold Hairo for not telling them sooner when he says ‘he knows’ you have psychic powers. LIKE HELLO?! THATS NOT NORMAL?! SAY SOMETHING??

if you wanna keep it a secret he’s gotcha! 👌 as I said he doesn’t overreact to these types of things, I feel, so your secrets’ safe with him and he stands on business about it! Not a soul will know until your ready and if not then they never will.

Although, if your fine with the public knowing, he doesn’t want you to use them to cheat in sports/exercising. He thinks it’s very unmanly and unfair :^ which I’d be mad too if some dude with powers cheated like that, so can’t blame him. You likely agree with this so there shouldn’t be a problem really ☀︎

[comes back and acts like I didn’t disappear for idk how long] 💃💃🩰

[twirls away 🩰]

[emzandthevoid]

Movie Night

Hello and welcome to my first official post. I've decided to start this new blog to share my interests and my writings, hoping to find the right audience. I haven't written anything in a loooooooong time which means I am rusty. So why not start with a Will Ramos smut? There's barely any and I thought I could contribute. Anyway, enjoy the smut ;) (BTW, not my GIF, credits to the person who made it!)

Summary: You and Will have a movie night, but things take a heated turn.

Warnings: Smut (duh), fluffy, swearing, fingering, oral (both), soft sex? slight choking, vaginal penetration, protected intercourse (always use protection), Will being cute af/kinda sub!Will, kinda dom!reader and I think that's all.

Before I begin, I would like to say that I do not personally know Will. Therefore, I gave him a "different" personality? Anyway, if Will Ramos were to stumble upon this, please please please don't read this, thank you.

You were laying in bed with some music in the background when you received Will's text.

Will: Yoooooooooooooo there's this new movie available!! Wanna come over and watch it with me?

You smiled at his text with a low chuckle. You and Will had been friends for a little while. The both of you met at a party and it instantly clicked between you two. There was no awkward phase, it just happened naturally. Ever since, the two of you have been inseparable.

You: Sure, sounds fun! It's your turn to provide the snacks and drinks this time. I'll be leaving in five.

Will: You got it ;) see you later!

Before leaving, you considered changing your clothes. You were wearing an oversized hoodie and leggings. You discarded your bra before settling in bed. You thought of putting it back on but then you thought: it's just Will, he won't care. You grabbed a few things and left for his place.

You knock on Will's door, patiently waiting for him to open it. You hear his cats meowing as he approached the door, hushing and talking to them. When he opened the door for you, you noticed that he seemed... nervous? His welcome wasn't like before; he usually pulled you into a hug and started rambling about his day or show off his cats. Now, he just stood there with some kind of urgency in his eyes and you noticed how he couldn't keep his eyes off of you.

"Hey Will, is everything okay?" You asked him, lifting an eyebrow.

Your question seemed to have knocked him out of his daze. "Oh! Yeah, sorry." He moved aside to let you in. You pet his cats near his feet, greeting them. "I was um... zoning out, I guess. Hey, isn't that my hoodie?"

You straightened your back, throwing him a playful smile. "Finders keepers, Will."

Now it was his turn to smile. "Come on, it doesn't work like that. What you did was straight up stealing."

"Like you don't have a million hoodies in your closet," you rolled your eyes playfully. "Besides, it looks better on me." You say, throwing your arms up to show off the hoodie. You forgot to put on a shirt under your hoodie and Will saw your bare waist. He could see how smooth your skin was and briefly wondered how it would feel to touch you.

He cleared his throat, "Whatever, it's still stealing."

"Doesn't matter, I'm the one wearing it and I'm keeping it." You replied, leaning down to pet his cats again. They were rubbing their little faces against your hand.

"Everything is all set up in living room. I made popcorn, I got candy and some soda. We just need to sit our asses down on the couch and watch the movie." He said, grabbing two glasses from his kitchen cabinet.

"What is the movie, anyway?"

"It's a foreign scary movie that I found. It looks really good." He answered.

You followed him into the living room. You plopped down into your regular spot and Will got comfortable beside you. You could feel Will tensing up beside you when you scooted closer to him. It wasn't the first time you were this close to Will. Sometimes you even rested your head or legs on his lap and he would remain relaxed.

"Are you good? You've been acting a little strange since I got here." You said, frowning in worry. Did you do something that made him uncomfortable?

He sat up a little straighter. "Yeah, don't worry," he smiled, "I'm just a little out of it today."

"Can I do anything?" You asked him.

You see him clench and unclench his jaw, pondering his response. "No, it's okay. Let's just watch the movie." He said, starting the movie.

You give him one last look before turning your attention to the movie. He was acting odd and it wasn't like him. You decided to let go of it. Twenty minutes had passed and you couldn't help but feel bored. The movie was slow and nothing scary had happened yet. You played with the strings of the hoodie, placing a leg on Will's lap like you usually do. Once again, you feel him tense up. Since the movie started, it was like he was afraid to move or even breathe. He's been stiff instead of relaxed.

"Will, I'm sorry to break it to you, but this movie kinda sucks." You speak up instead of asking what's wrong with him.

"Yeah..." he agreed with disappointment, turning down the volume of the TV. "The trailer made it look so awesome."

Silence hung in the air. He was looking down at his tattooed hands, deep in thought with that same nervous look from earlier. It was like he was working up the courage to ask you something. You sat upright and got closer to him, placing a hand on top of his.

"What's wrong, Will? You've been acting really strange and I can't help but feel worried." You speak up, breaking the silence.

He takes a deep breath. "Listen, Y/N... I wanted to ask you something." He lifts his head to meet your eyes with his. Will was usually the confident and charismatic guy. You've never seen him so vulnerable before.

"Of course, ask away." He takes another deep breath and closes his eyes, forcing himself to relax. "Come on, Will. It's okay, I won't judge you or anything like that." You say in hopes to reassure him.

His brown eyes meet yours again. "I wanted to ask you... can I kiss you?"

The question took you by surprise. You weren't gonna lie, the idea of kissing Will did pass your thoughts. But then again, how could you not think of that? He was so handsome with his tattooed skin and curly hair. In fact, whenever he was topless, you couldn't help but look at him. You always found him attractive and your eyes always wandered to his v-line, wondering how he looked naked. Besides his physical appearance, you were also attracted to his personality. He was sweet, respectful, comprehensive and funny. Sometimes he reminded you of a golden retriever because of his energy. You didn't want to ruin your friendship, but you also wanted to kiss him too. Hell, you've thought of doing more than just kissing him. It would be a lie if you hadn't thought about him at least once when you were masturbating.

"Yes, you can kiss me," you answered. A sigh of relief escaped him, followed by a smile. He cupped your face, moving a few strands of hair away from your face. You can tell he imagined this moment plenty of times before.

Will closed the gap between the two of you, connecting your lips. Oh shit... his lips felt perfect against yours. You could feel heat growing in between your legs. You cringed internally and thought: is a kiss seriously turning me on right now? If you weren't turned on, you certainly were when Will placed a hand on your outer thigh. You broke the kiss by gasping and he retracted his hand quickly.

"Oh shit! I knew it would be too much, I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that-"

You cut him off by kissing him again, getting much closer to him than before. Will's worries disappear and he relaxes into your kiss. He pulls you closer to him and you decide to get on top of him, straddling him. The kiss gets more heated, the both of you are hungry for more. Will grabs your hips, pulling you closer to him than before. You open your mouth when you realize your cores are flushed together. Will takes it as an opportunity to slip in his tongue, sighing softly into your mouth. You cup his face, deepening the already passionate kiss. You bring your hand up to his hair to tug on it, earning a groan from Will. You could feel his hands going under your hoodie, grabbing onto your waist.

Will reluctantly pulls away from the kiss, "May I?" he asks, tugging on the hem of the hoodie.

Your cheeks flush when you remember you're not wearing a bra. You were about to tell him but you got cut off by a meow, Bobbi seeking your attention. He places his little paw on your leg, meowing again.

"Maybe we should go to your room," you suggest, turning your attention to Will.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

You know where this was leading, it was obvious the both of you wanted each other. God, did you want him. He looked so pretty under you; his lips red and plump from kissing, his hair disheveled by your hands and desire burning in his eyes. You couldn't help but imagine him naked under you, face contorted in pleasure and noises escaping him. Fuck, you needed him now.

"Yes, I'm sure." You answer, your voice trembling from your nerves. You were nervous but excited to get intimate with Will.

You stood up, Will helping you to make sure you don't hurt yourself. When he got up, he grabbed your hand and led you to his room. The second he closed his door, he was immediately all over you. His lips found yours instantly and he held you close. You could feel his hands going under the hoodie again. His hands wander up your back. You feel him suddenly stop.

"Are you not wearing a bra?" He asks you, pulling away from the kiss.

You bite your lip with a playful smile. "Why don't you find out?"

His cheeks flush red at your comment. "May I take off the hoodie?" He asks.

You nod your head, consenting. Will grabs the hem of your hoodie and pulls it off of you. "Oh my... wow..." He comments, his eyes landing on your breasts. "You are absolutely breathtaking, Y/N" Will says, his hands brushing your bare skin.

He gently cups your breasts, watching your reaction. You close your eyes and sigh in delight. His hands were so warm and comforting. He continues to feel your skin, fascinated of warmth and softness. You lean in and kiss him again, wrapping your arms around his neck. He guides you to his bed, gently laying you down. He admired you and you see a mischievous smile growing on his face.

"You have too many clothes on," he says.

You prop yourself up on your elbows. "Look who's talking, you're still wearing your clothes." You point out.

He only keeps smiling and pulls off his shirt. You bite your lip as you watched him undress himself, revealing his tattooed skin. He kept his underwear on, clearly tented from his arousal. He crawls on top of you to kiss your lips, your cheeks, your neck, your breasts, your stomach... By now, you're panting. Will keeps going lower and lower... He stops at the waistband of your leggings to grab them and pull them off of your legs. He starts by kissing your left ankle, working his way up to your core.

"Oh Will..." You breathe out, his kisses sending electricity to your throbbing core.

You feel him smiling against your other ankle. He repeats the process, worshiping your inner thigh. He gets closer and closer to your clothed clit. You gasp as he kisses it.

"Take them off, please." You speak up, your mind clouded with arousal.

Will doesn't waste his time and takes off your underwear. He spreads your legs open and gets comfortable between them. "You'll have to hold up my hair." He tells you.

You do as he says and you grab his hair, keeping it out of his face. The act alone was such a turn on. His hands explore your core, watching your reaction and placing a few kisses on your abdomen and inner thighs. You gasp sharply when his fingers brush over your clit. He smiles out of satisfaction.

“You like that?” He asks you, playing with the same spot.

Your hips jerk involuntarily and you moan a soft “yes”. Seeing you like this, completely at his mercy, Will made it his goal to pleasure you properly. You feel his finger go down from your clit to your opening.

“Is this okay?” He asks before pushing his finger in. You nod rapidly, needing some kind of pleasure.

Will sinks his finger into you, curling it. You throw your head back, gripping harder on his hair. You feel his warm breath ghosting over your clit before closing the space. At first, Will gives a few tentative licks before pressing his mouth completely against you, moaning.

“Fuck!” You cry out, shutting your eyes tight in pleasure.

Will eats you out like if you were his last meal. His tongue lapping up your clit and his finger pumping in and out of you. He adds a second finger and you mewl at the pleasure. You grip his hair tighter, unable to control the sounds escaping you. You’re also unable to control your hips and legs from the pleasure. With his free hand, Will pins you down to keep you still. He needs to taste you, he needs you to cum on his mouth and fingers. You could feel your climax approaching. You look down and make eye contact with Will. He was watching you as he pleasured you and it turned you on even more, if that was even possible.

“I’m gonna cum.” You warn him, knitting your eyebrows together.

Will focuses on one thing and one thing only: making you cum. His mouth and fingers work faster against you, a few moans and groans escaping him. His fingers hit a sweet spot in you and you moan his name. You’re practically whimpering at this point. You could feel the knot in your stomach coming undone, your orgasm so close. You look down at Will again and he is rolling his eyes back as he eats you out. That’s all it took. Your orgasm comes crashing down on you and you see white. You cry out Will’s name, your legs closing around his head. You could feel your core throbbing with pleasure, your sweet release overtaking your senses. Will keeps at it until your orgasm subsides. Once you’re breathing normally and relax your legs, Will pulls away from you. Oh my god. The sight alone ignited the fire in you again. His mouth, chin and the tip of his nose was glistening with your release and his saliva. As much as you needed him to fuck you, you wanted to pleasure him in return just as he did.

“Lay down,” you order him.

A flash of surprise passes over his face but he obeyed nonetheless. You both switched spots, Will lying where you were.

“You don’t have to do this,” Will says, clearly reading your intentions.

You lean over him, wiping his mouth clean with your fingers. You connect your lips with his, moaning as you taste yourself on him. You pull away, your finger remaining on his lips.

“Yeah, well, I want to do it.” You respond. “Am I not aloud to make you feel good?”

He tilts his head at your dirty talk, aroused. When he doesn’t answer you, you wrap your fingers around his neck and apply a bit of pressure. “Oh fuck Y/N…” Will gasps.

“Answer me. Am I not aloud to make you feel good?” You repeat. You realize you enjoy having control over him like this. Your hand was a beautiful necklace on his tattooed neck. You lean down and kiss his jaw, nipping at the skin.

“Yes, you can make me feel good…” Will finally answers breathlessly.

Satisfied with his answer, you release your grip around his neck. You trail down his body, covering him in kisses. You can clearly see - and feel - the bulge in his boxers. You massage him through the fabric and he hisses, throwing his head back. You kiss his stomach, licking and nipping here and there. And of course, you take the time to worship that damn v-line. By now, it’s Will’s turn to be a panting mess. You glance up at him and he’s watching you with an opened mouth and flushed cheeks. You could already see a few veins popping from his forehead. You decided you’ve had enough and remove his underwear. Before you could touch his hard on, he grabs your wrist.

“I want you to know I don’t want to cum this way, I want to do it later.” Will says.

You lean up to him and place a kiss on his lips. “Of course,” you respond, respecting his wishes.

You take this as an opportunity to kiss him hungrily. He responds to your kiss with the same energy. Your hand snakes down his body to his cock. You wrap your hand around him and start going up and down. Will breaks the kiss by groaning and throws his head back, eyebrows knit in pleasure. You smirk to yourself, satisfied by his reaction. You make your way down to his hard-on. Will props himself up on his elbows to watch you. You lick your lips and take his tip in your mouth.

“Fuck…” he sighs, throwing his head back again.

At first, you swirl your tongue around his head. You moan at the salty taste of his pre-cum. Then, you slowly take as much of him as you can. You gag a bit as he hits the back of your throat. You bob your head up and down, pleasuring him with your warm and wet mouth. Will tries to keep himself to steady so he doesn’t thrust up into your mouth. You see him grip the sheets and he bites his lips, trying to hold back his moans. One of your hands massages his balls and it was too much for him.

“Please, Y/N, I need you to stop now.” Will says breathlessly.

He was going to cum if you kept going. As much as you wanted him to cum in your mouth, you respected his wishes. You give a few sucks on his tip before releasing him with a popping noise. Will leans over to his nightstand and opens the drawer. He takes out his condoms and his lube. As he gets his condom ready, you put some lube in your hand to coat his member in it. He hisses at your touch. He puts on the condom, ready to fuck you. Will was about to switch places with you but you place a hand on his chest. He watches as you straddle him, completely amazed by you. Not only did you give him an amazing blowjob, but you want to ride him as well?

As you're aligning Will to your entrance, he stops you by grabbing your hips. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asks.

You smile at him and place a gentle kiss on his lips. "Yes, I'm sure I want this. Do you want this?"

It's his turn to smile, "Yes, I want this too." He pulls you into another passionate kiss, cupping your face.

You pull away to grab the lube and coat his protected member. You align him to your entrance, pushing in the tip. You gasp as his cock begins to stretch you out. You've had sex before, but it had been a while. You maintain eye contact with Will as you fully sink into him. You both moan simultaneously as you become one. Will grips onto your hips, his knuckles white. You start off with a figure 8 movement, getting used to the feeling of being full. Will bites his knuckles in attempt to stifle his moans.

You tut him and pull away his hand, "I want to hear you."

Will throws his head back, groaning. You start going up and down, painfully slow. You wanted to tease him a bit. However, Will wasn't having it. He knew the game you were playing and he knew how your mind worked. You would keep at it until he was a whimpering mess under you. He grabbed you and spun you around so you're the one lying in the bed. His hands found yours and inter-locked his fingers with yours. Will began thrusting into you. You bury your face in his neck, moaning his name as he keeps hitting your sweet spot. Will is panting and groaning in your ear, whispering words like “you’re so good,” and “fuck you’re sensitive.” Will releases your hands and you could feel his fingers wrapping around your neck.

“Fuck!” You cry out.

“You’re going to touch yourself while I fuck you.” Will commands, supporting himself on his other arm.

You do as he says. Your hand finds it’s way to your clit and you begin massaging yourself. You throw your head back and moan Will’s name. Pleasure overtakes your senses and you only have Will in your mind. He picks up his pace, seeking his own release. He leans down and kisses your jaw and neck, leaving a few marks here and there.

“I’m close Will.” You warn him, wrapping your free hand around his wrist.

He applied more pressure to your throat and fucks you faster. You work your hand faster, getting closer and closer to your orgasm. You cry out Will’s name when it comes crashing down onto you like waves. You could feel yourself release around Will and you saw stars.

“Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum too!” Will warns, thrusting fast and hard into you.

All you could do was take him in while you ride out your orgasm. You watch Will as he chases his high. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, a few veins popping out as well and his face was red from exertion. Fuck he was hot. He releases his grip from your neck to place both arms beside your head. You grab his hair, keeping it out of his face.

“Shit!” He whimpers, dropping his head into your neck.

Will moans out your name as he cums. He’s nearly shaking from the intensity of it. He keeps rolling his hips to ride out his orgasm. He’s groaning and panting in your neck. Eventually, his hips slow down and he comes to a stop. Will takes a moment to catch his breath before pulling out of you. You whimper and make a face from how sensitive you are. Will pulls himself up on his elbows, his eyes meeting yours. Smiles appear on your faces. Will leans down and kisses you. It was sweet but passionate kiss. Something about it felt so… loving? Will pulls away from you to discard his condom. He grabs a box of tissues and brings it to you. You both take a moment to clean yourselves. Then, the both of you lie down together, cuddling. A comfortable silence settled in air. You appreciated his presence and hearing him breathe as he relaxes against you.

“I want more movie nights.” You speak up. Will chuckles at your comment and lifts up his head.

“How about this,” Will begins, as if he were proposing a deal. “I take you out for breakfast tomorrow and then we have sex.”

You smile at him. “Are you asking me out on a date?”

“I guess I am,” he chuckles. “Will you have breakfast with me tomorrow?”

You lean up to him and kiss him. “I will as long as I am your breakfast.”

“You’re fucking amazing,” Will comments against your lips before kissing you.

After a little while, you decided to spend the night at Will’s. The both of you were exhausted from the sex. You cleaned up after yourselves properly and got ready to sleep. You laid down in bed next to Will. You were cuddled to each other, resting your head against his chest and Will placing his chin on your head. The both of you spoke about random things and you eventually dozed off. You were comfortable and safe in each others embraces.

Movie nights were certainly happening again.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hello, can you make an order where the male reader is a professional volleyball player and is very famous, and our partner can be the ghost, Soap, Price, Alejandro or Rudy, and the others reacted to this?

(you can choose who will be our partner, I'm too undecided to choose just one)

Simon “Ghost” Riley, John “Soap” MacTavish, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra, and König

Headcanons

i couldnt find a gif with a volleyball, so have this one instead.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Ghost isn’t the type to act any different if you are famous or not. You are just his partner who he loves, and that’s it. He will come to your tournaments though when he’s feeling able, if he isn’t too bothered by all the people.

He struggles at times with you being famous, since be extension that would put attention him. So your relationship is a secret one, because his job is very dangerous and he has many enemies. He also doesn’t want paparazzi all over his business. Its worth it for you though.

John “Soap” MacTavish

Your biggest fan. When he’s away for work he watches your tournaments on his phone if he’s able, and if he can’t watch it live, he will watch it when he has time. Soap always makes sure you call you afterwards as well, just to congratulate you if you won and talk to you.

He likes to watch your tournaments to relax when he’s had a long day, even though he knows very little about Volleyball. He just likes seeing you and watching you play is always able to help him calm down, be it on video or in person.

Alejandro Vargas

He’s the type of person to carry pictures of you in his wallet, or has a picture of the two of you kissing as the background on his phone, just so he can show people his amazing partner. Did you know his partner is a famous volleyball player? Well now you know.

He cant help but brag a little, I mean who wouldn’t, at least a little. Alejandro is just very proud of you and how very far you’ve come. It always lightens his mood to watch you get excited for competitions or just your sport in general.

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

You play volleyball together, since Rudy knows how to play too. He’s not as good at it as you are, but its nice to just take a break from both of your jobs to just have a calm two man game every now and then. It mostly ends up with you two laying down in the sand or grass, just talking and cuddling.

He sends you texts before each competition, wishing you luck and telling you he loves you. It’s kinda become your lucky token, and it means the world he keeps an eye on time zones to make sure he sends it at the right time.

König

König doesn’t know a whole lot about volleyball, but he tries to support you anyways, and he always listens when you tell him about it. He gets the basics, but if you start using any specific words or go too in depth, you lose him. He doesn’t show it though, he just goes along with it because he likes seeing you excited.

Like Ghost he doesn’t enjoy the paparazzi your fame brings, so your relationship would be hidden mostly from the public. He just doesn’t want people following you guys and taking pictures of everything you do.

[zaacoy]

It's 3 am!! You know what that means!!! Delusional tang posting time let's gooo yippee!!!!!!

Said I'd dump S4 Tang thoughts here a week ago and then I just kinda. didn't. oopsies, but I can start now!!

S4 Spoilers below the cut, you have been warned!!!

AUTHOR'S NOTE OF SORTS AFTER WRITING THIS: WOW IS THIS LONG. I got a little too silly and put too many thoughts down at once oops, prepare to be reading for a good minute you have been warned (twice!!) aughdhsj

My thoughts are so disorganized rn prepare for a rollercoaster of whatever my brain spits out!!

First. Ep 4 intro.

Good to see that Tang still can never have a nice landing unlike everybody else

THE CROCODILE??????? HELLOSNBD?!?

MF GETS BODY SLAMMED?????

THIS SCREAM????? He gets to scream for like, 2. SECONDS. BEFORE HE GETS?? DRAGGED RIGHT BACK INTO THE WATER????

ALL OF THE SCREAMINGSG??? THE BASS???? THE FUCKING GUITAR????????

I can't. I cannot. convey in words how incredibly funny this scene is to me. I can't sit through it and not laugh or start kicking my feet it's just THAT good. They had Z E R O business doing this to him, this scene had absolutely NO REASON to be THIS chaotic but they?? did it anyway????? jgkngm???? I love this show sm

He's so pretty in this specific lighting I need to draw him like this soon or I will explode wowowee

HE DEFLATED. SO FAST.

That's such a funny reaction, no more energy just. Whatever. Eat me I guess I don't care just start cooking so pigsy can come back please. He is so funny

weapon. just straight up bonk him into a demon like a plank of wood

Actually now that I think about it why? Did nobody untie him??? they found him and just left him like that?? Neither of them ever untied him if memory serves I'm pretty sure pigsy did it while he was cooking. ???

"To get crammin' APPARENTLY! HMPF!"

"Oh, haha! I'M the dinner! Excellent."

Good to see Tang's sass and saltiness never leaves, they should let him be sarcastic and talk back more often

Done with all of your bs glares at you glares at you glares at you glares at y

What comes around goes around!!! Their dynamic is fun wahoo

He noms very happily!!! omnomnom (he deserves it at this point mans DESPERATELY needs a break)

THEY DID NOT HAVE TO CALL HIM OIT LIKE THAT DHDHJS PLEASE????? JAJJS The little sad noises he makes as he gets torn into, little guy behavior tbh

"-stop gorging yourself on our rations!" "I'm sorry! It's just I'm stressed okay!?"

STRESS-EATER CONFIRMED!!!!!!!!! YOU AND ME BOTH BUDDY. No wonder he married a cook, wonder if in college everytime Tang was mega stressed about finals or a big deadline coming up (the latter could be true later when he's out of college and had a job too) if pigsy, assuming he had the time, would just make a meal for him. They probably wouldn't be able to spend much time together in that situation so making him something when he knows Tang is stressed seems like a realistic thing for Pigsy to do in order to subtly show he's there for support when need be. Tang pays that kindness forward by actually paying his tab for once coughs

"HEY! I so to am perfect!" (S1)

"hmmmm, if I wasn't so cool and relaxed all the time I'd be reeeeeally worried about the consequences of this" (S1)

"I know my issue is my self confidence" (S4)

(Can't find a way to make it a gif) Tang: so ""relaxed"" in his current situation that he is shaking hard enough to vibrate in place, coupled with the look of completely calm and collected and ""coolness"". (S4)

Does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night chan- gets shot

ACTUALLY THo S4 fleshed him out as a character so much, especially when we compare him to how he started all the way back in S1. Beforehand in earlier seasons everything was mostly stable for him. Same places, same people, consistent comfort, it gave him some sense of security that could have made his "calm and relaxed" demeanor viable back then. But now that everythings been thrown up and ruined by powers out of Tang's control, his bubble of safety no longer stands. We begin to see it in season 3 with lady bone demon's attacks + macaque's continued interference. Tang seems a lot more on edge near the latter half of season 3 then he had been all of the rest of the show and there's definitely WAY more panic present as one bad thing after another unfolds, notably when he is quite literally moved to tears as he's forced to forge the samadhi fire. It does kind of consistently crop up during other prior conflicts too but much more mildly and on a more temporary scale. Now, seemingly not long after the lbd incident as mk evidently still hasn't pushed past lbd all that well, his entire framework of stability is practically smashed into pieces. He's stuck in a scroll, he loses track of all of his friends for a while, there is no comfortable safe space for him anymore(a book can probably only realistically tell you so much about a setting, probably not enough to evoke the same familiarity that his house or pigsy's shop does), he literally almost gets eaten, there's ANOTHER massively powerful divine being threatening the safety of his loved ones along with his own, and on top of it all he can't get his powers (which are evidently in DIRE need right now) to work half the time. He had built a dependency on the routine of mundane life beforehand and S4 completely shatters that routine and subsequent stability. It's no wonder why we begin to see him crack, it make sense why we're just now seeing the actual depths of his lack of confidence and his anxiety. This has always been a problem more likely than not, he was able to cope before, or at least hide it, but he can't now. His inability to use his powers properly inevitably worsens the problem. He needs to use his powers but he cant. He needs to be useful, he has to be, but he just can't no matter how long or how hard he tries. Every odd is against him, it's getting to him and it shows. I love how lmk doesn't try to hero-speech it's way out of every character's doubts. I love how they let him break down several times throughout season 4, I love how they let him show emotional weakness not as a plot obstacle that can be ✨✨completely overcome with the power of believing in yourself!! And friends!!! And flashy magic!!! Yayyyyy!!!✨✨ but as a fundamental part of Tang that he just has to work around and deal with it. They obviously can't get too in depth into it (and probably never will) because a. This is a kid show made by Lego, and b. Because he's, y'know, not the main character, but the attention they did bring to it is nice.

I have. Accidently written a paragraph. Oops. uhhhh tldr: They did a good job portraying Tang's internal struggles through S4 while not invalidating his character and behavior from previous seasons. When you kick the rug out from someone's feet and then throw them off a 400ft cliff into a pit full of spikes they're going to be at least a little bit terrified out of their mind and are probably going to understandably show weakness somewhere along the way, I'm glad Lego takes a moment to explore that with Tang at least a little bit.

OKAY!! MOVING ON!!! SORRY ABOUT THAT GHFJJ

Mentioned this earlier on twt but the death grip he maintains on his staff when he gets really scared is a nice touch. He has a history throughout all 4 seasons of latching onto objects or people when he's distressed, a small but fun character detail!

LOOK AT HIM. GIVE HIM A BREAK HE HAS EARNED IT AND HE NEEDS IT PLEEEASDE IM BEGGING SOBS FORERVRRHRHNM

"ahh I'm sorry I'm just- I'm having a melt down and I have no idea what's going on and I just-!"

In line with what I ranted on about for an entire essay earlier- explicit mention of a meltdown! It's quick and short but the fact that they called it a meltdown at all is impressive, this is the first time I can remember a show calling one as such. A meltdown in response to a seeming extended lack of security and a disconnect between Tang and what's going on around him is realistic too, I think at least. The scene right after this when the gang (mostly sandy) does their best to bring Tang back down to earth for a moment was nice, they're such a supportive friend group I love this little found family

DHDJJ???? THIS ENTIRE SCENE WAS GREAT BUT THIS ONE??? WHERE HE JUST GOES ZOOMING THROUGH THE AIR SCREAMMG?? IS HE OKAY?????? HSJH

I HAVE. HIT MY IMAGE LIMIT UMMMM.

I had more to say and I will probably say those later!! For now this is it, it is almost 6 am I should really go to bed augahh

Remember!!!!: live, laugh, tang lego monkie kid. GOODNIGHT!!

[clonewarslover55]

I’m sad that there’s nothing about Commander Monk too :(

May we please fix that? Maybe some SFW/NSFW headcanons :)

Hell yeah we can fix that!!! I was super excited to do this!! 

This got me out of my writing funk!! I'm back babyyy

Commander Monnk relationship headcanons SFW and NSFW

(There are some general head canons as well, I had way too much fun with his character. I mention Kit Fisto a lot in here as well)

Notes: We don’t see much of Monnk so I had to make up a good portion of his character myself. Which I had too much fun doing, so this is kinda long

Also there is no official regiment name(Like the 501st or 212th) for Kist Fisto, Commander Monnk and their boys?!?!?!?!? So I think I should fix that eventually....

Gif incase you guys don't remember how smoking fucking hot he is

SFW

This man probably loves literally any body of water 

He loves swimming and all that jazz 

But you def meet him at coruscant drinking and relaxing with some of his fellow scuba boys 

He isn’t strictly a scuba trooper 

He is Kit Fisto’s 24/7 second in command, so he does work on land too

So he looks like your typical “I deal with a crazy Jedi every day and don’t get enough sleep.” clone commander  

He is probably watching a few of his friends dance around and flirt poorly 

As he leans against the bar with a drink in his hand 

He looks kinda tired and unamused by the bar scene 

But don’t underestimate him 

This man is definitely a flirt 

And damn is he good!! 

He has learned from the best 

The best? Kit Fisto 

Kit has taught him how to charm the pants off of anybody 

Does it work? 

Maybe

But Monnk isn’t the one to not text you after a date or night of fun 

You get a good morning and things keep going from there 

Most of your dates are, of course, at your place 

Monnk shows up with flowers and snacks 

If you make dinner he would love to help! 

He doesn’t know jack shit about cooking 

All he can do is make a mean cup of coffee and some instant cup noodles 

But he wants to learn and learn fast! 

Monnk can be trusted in the kitchen too, he won’t burn down your home

As your relationship grows over time, Monnk’s cooking improves 

Soon he begins to cook for you! And he's good at it!

He brags to his brothers and definitely brings some leftovers to them 

Maybe he cooks for them, maybe he tells them to learn for themselves 

It’s both 

Like all clones, Monnk is touched starved 

This man just wants some cuddles 

And for someone who isn’t a fellow clone to braid his hair 

Monnk definitely has long hair

And melts when you run your fingers through it 

Tracing your fingers along his stubble? He is goo in your hands 

Just touch him, he needs it 

He tries to look all cool and badass (He thinks he is too)

With his matching tattoo sleeves (definitely matches his armor markings and colorings)

And his cool hair and five o’clock shadow 

And that tired look in his eyes

But he is just a big ol’ teddy bear who wants love 

And you are here to provide it 

Monnk is a big time cuddler 

He loves being your weighted blanket 

Just holding you and touching you makes his heart content 

This does mean that he is a slight fan of PDA 

He isn’t extreme with it or too possessive 

Just a tiny bit 

He loves holding your hand, fiddling with your fingers

Monnk doesn’t mess around when it comes to falling in love 

He falls HARD for you (The feeling is of course mutual) 

And is soon making himself right at home in your Coruscant apartment 

You definitely buy him some cozy pajamas and sweatpants 

So he can lounge around in comfort 

In turn he brings you back presents from his missions 

It is often a beautiful rock or a pretty seashell 

Working as a scuba trooper means he has many opportunities to find you cool things 

And boy does he! You have a lot of cool things from his adventures 

Mostly seashells, but one time he brings you home a big ass tooth 

Monnk has a tiny tiny hint of surfer bro in him 

A TINY BIT 

He is flirtatious and very charming 

But sweet! 

He definitely picked up a bit of Kit Fisto’s personality 

So he has great humor and keeps you on your toes 

In every way ;)

Sometimes when he comes home, he’ll just haul you up into his arms and give you a spin 

Monnk loves doing anything he can to keep things interesting and fresh

Everytime he comes home after a mission you get a different kind of greeting 

But he always, ALWAYS, gives you a big kiss 

This man is obsessed with your lips and giving them smooches 

Which you don’t mind because this man is an excellent kisser 

But something he is better at is being a good friend and listener 

He will always be your shoulder to cry on 

He always listens to what you have to say 

Monnk loves every story you have 

He has some good ones himself! 

You two can spend hours just talking to one another 

Enjoying each others company is the perfect date for Monnk 

That and bubble baths 

He loves water, and is in it often, so baths are a good time for him 

He’ll try to be romantic 

And boy howdy is he!! 

He’ll try to set up cute dates and outings with you 

He demands one, sometimes two, date nights per leave 

Monnk gets leave often, not as much as the 501st of course 

Kit is needed on Triple Zero(Coruscant) often 

Monnk tries his hardest to spend every moment with you 

If he can’t he will make up for it 

Monnk thinks you are absolutely beautiful/handsome and lets you know! 

He is always telling you how much he adores and loves you 

And how magnificent you are 

He always has some compliments to give you

He’ll notice the smallest things too

New haircut? He loves it!! New jewelry! He loves it, especially since it's on you!

Being in war leads to PTSD, and of course most, if not all, of the clones have it to a degree 

Including Monnk 

His comes in nightmares, so he doesn’t sleep well or often 

Until he meets you 

The first night he sleeps in your bed he sleeps like the dead  

He sleeps so much better at your side

Holding you in his arms or being held in yours just helps! 

This doesn’t mean that the nightmares stay away completely 

He still has them from time to time 

But with you there to help? They’re never as bad as they used to be 

Monnk absolutely loves you, and he tells you daily 

He has to make sure you remember after all ;)

 

NSFW 

I feel like Kit Fisto makes sure his men know how to properly fuck 

He has a slideshow or something 

So Monnk knows what he is doing down there 

He has a good memory and is a fast learner 

So he quickly learns what makes you tick 

And he never forgets 

Monnk is very attuned at what you like 

Monnk wants nothing more than to pleasure you 

He’ll make sure to always do what you like

Kinky or not! 

Monnk is down for anything

Not at anytime though, he isn’t really down for public sex 

He doesn’t want to get caught or in trouble 

Unless it is on a beach, one of his fantasies is taking you to a nice quiet beach somewhere and just railing you 

Maybe even having another round in the ocean afterwards  

Being a scuba trooper means he has a good set of lungs 

So when he is giving you oral he doesn’t need to take a single breather 

He is down there and giving you the works! 

Monnk loves your taste, and he makes sure you know it by his pleasant noises 

His scruff always tickles you a bit, but it just adds to to the sensation 

Monnk is VERY patient, especially when it comes(pun intended) to you 

He can spend hours just teasing you

Bringing you to the very edge, just to not let you cum

He loves teasing you some, but he isn’t too extreme 

But he never leaves you hanging! He always makes sure you cum 

No matter what, you’re going to cum. Even if it is just a quickie! 

Always making sure you cum is his one rule 

Is this a rule that Kit Fisto gave him? Definitely, and Monnk is a good rule follower 

Which makes things fun when he isn’t topping 

If you two ever play any “games” where he has to listen to you and follow orders? Oh he will 

Monnk will do anything for you, he loves you so much! He’ll try anything once

Monnk will also cum where ever you want him too, he’ll do it pretty much anywhere 

Inside you, painting you in it, whatever you want 

All clones have a bit of a breeding kink, but his isn’t too bad 

So he doesn’t HAVE to cum inside you, but he does enjoy it 

Painting you in it also does something to him

He just enjoys marking you, no matter if it is with cum or with love bites 

He loves kissing you during sex, his mouth hardly leaves your body 

He just can’t help himself! You’re just so kissable 

Monnk is a romantic, so he loves some soft intimate nights 

Fucking you slowly, hitting every spot so perfectly 

But he isn’t always soft and romantic 

Sometimes he fucks like a beast 

He loves taking you roughly until you’re both spent and out of breath 

Monnk enjoys when he has time with you, so he has time to properly worship your body 

Monnk thinks you are the most beautiful person in the galaxy 

And he lets you know! 

Through words, praises, and actions 

He loves praising you during sex, he is always throwing compliments and soft phrases your way 

He likes praise in return, but he prefers touch 

Run your nails down his spine, make him shiver

Bury your hands into his hair, it’ll drive him nuts 

Any sort of touching, rough or soft, drives monnk wild 

Monnk enjoys quickies, but he doesn’t like them as much because he can’t do much aftercare, if any at all 

He also doesn't like it because he doesn’t have the amount of time to properly worship your body 

He is great at aftercare, he makes you feel so loved and cared for 

He’ll clean you up and sometimes even draw up a warm bath 

Bathtub sex almost always happens though 

He loves some good ol’ sex in some water 

But it all depends on what you guys did and how tired you are 

Because sometimes Monnk will leave you both so spent that you want to sleep immediately 

He’ll give the softest kisses afterwards 

After you guys cool down and relax in the afterglow, he is down for pillow talk 

He actually loves pillow talk 

But by the end of the night, he makes sure you fall asleep safe and sound in his arms

[hashimasims]

Take like 515 (over exaggeration obviously) of this ONE post because I kinda REALLY want it included in the story. If this flags again then FUQ IT I don't need it and this rant won't matter because no one will see it. The scene was heavily inspired by one of the MANY books I was reading at the time probably Wild Fire or Conspiracy Game both by Christine Feehan (I generally read 10+ books at the same time but those are the first two that come to mind besides ACOWAR) and I really enjoyed writing it (at least the original version) for whatever reason even with the content label and hiding under a cut it keeps getting flagged and hidden. A quick test between a post of just the images and just the text flagged the text post but not the much more explicit - though cropped or blurred - images post, both have since been deleted and I have shortened and cut up the text part so maybe it passes guidelines now which truthfully makes no sense to me when I can look up the tag WW or the full wicked title (don't know if that is marked for flagging not risking it) and find pics gifs or vids of the actual animations from the MOD without any content labels or post cuts (which now that I know about them I'm trying to use for any potential triggering content). I personally don't care about that let your flag fly just kinda upsetting that a set of words red flags my post when I try to write something akin to a romance novel and there's straight up simmie p - 0rn on this site if I wanted to go find it - I'm sure some of my posts from generation 2 with Ayre and his wife may constitute as such (though maybe of the soft variety since I tried to crop out the full deed even then - AND NONE OF THOSE POSTS WERE FLAGGED GRRR) - I may still post the rant part if this post gets flagged again. I'm trying to be a good tumblr user and follow the rules oh mighty and powerful bots and post reviewers but you're making it kind of difficult here

TW: Tiny bit of nudity of the pixel peoples Though there are no real bits to be seen (blurred/covered/cropped out) Things are getting a little extra explicity and do not necessarily pertain to the story So feel free to skip these posts of the #Glynnan Legacy VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!

For those that do continue past the cut this is a new post, you are not seeing a repeat. Post #1 of Taehyung and Elucea's spicy 🌶️(only 1 pepper it's not that hot) content here (Which that post wasn't flagged but I still went back and added a content label just in case but thank you because that one had a bit more story in it)

[Final warning - Contains (now super blurred) nudity and I'll still call it 18+ storytelling though the original was a lot more thorough - Click the Keep Reading button at your own risk]

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Elucea cried out as he surged forward. Even expecting the pain it was still a shock and she tried to move away but Taehyung held her to him.

Taehyung: Relax for me kuu wahi manō. It will pass just breathe. Elucea: What does that mean? Taehyung: Google translate says it means my little shark. Are you OK? Elucea: Can't always trust those online language translators but I do like the sound of it. Yeah I think I'm OK now. Taehyung: Wrap your legs around me. Yes just like that.

Elucea tried to think of everything that she'd read in romance novels, things she was suppose to do in this situation, but those books didn't prepare her for the sensations Taehyung was making her feel and she could only move against him, her body instinctively meeting his.

Elucea began sobbing his name, her nails biting into his back, her cries music to his ears and the two of them went over the edge together

Pure Paradise Taehyung thought as he gave her every last drop of himself.

He should have used protection or checked to see if she was on birth control but he wouldn't lie and say he wasn't thrilled with the idea of her getting pregnant. The idea of their child growing inside her filling him with pure satisfaction. The life they should have had centuries ago.

Dreams that were dashed away but now they had a second chance to make them a reality.

[otakween]

Digimon World: Digital Card Battle (1999) - 27/55 battles in

Yeah, I have no way of telling how many hours I've put into this game (doesn't feel like much), so I'm going by battles now. I'm about halfway done with the game if the guide I'm following is accurate. This is a really relaxing and fun game! It's not that difficult, but there's just enough challenge to make me feel accomplished.

(...they shouldn't have made the weird holocaust joke. And that's all I'll say about that because other people have already talked about it).

Notes:

-The gameplay loop here is pretty basic, but it's not mind numbing like Digimon World 2 because you're constantly getting to see new settings (from DW1) and story beats. All the battles have felt pretty similar and it doesn't really feel like there have been any bosses yet. Me vs. Vamdemon, for example, didn't feel too different from me vs. Patamon.

-The story in this game is really silly and the stakes feel pretty low. The digimon are all mad at each other for petty reasons like stealing toilet paper or breaking toilets (a lot of toilet stuff). Also, there aren't really any villains because any dark/mean digimon becomes a goofy ally the instant you beat them at a card game lol.

-They wrote Etemon's dialogue like a homophobic stereotype. You know the kind in anime where the weird muscular dude kinda comes onto the protagonist and then the protagonist is like "ewww gross" ?Yeah...they did that. I don't remember anime Etemon being like that, so wtf.

-What's with all these digimon with stitches on their mouth (Babamon and Brachimon). How do they eat?? Very Tim Burton-esque design choice.

-That was pretty funny when the solution to the "find the bug cards" fetch quest was to just have Etemon create counterfeit cards lol. I enjoyed Mameo's little asides to himself when he was worrying that his ruse had been found out.

-All the digimon continue to have a ton of personality thanks to the well written dialogue. I hope this carries over to the localization when I play the sequel.

-At the beginning of the game I was playing with an auto-made deck and then I realized I could just set up my own deck with only good cards and the game has been a breeze since then. I've been using the same deck for the past like 15 battles without issue and haven't really felt a need to experiment yet. Kinda hoping the difficulty level goes up slightly so I get more of a chance to try different combinations of cards. I've barely been spending my money at all because I haven't had a reason to.

-Unfortunately, I did miss out on a miss-able battle with Piximon/Piccolomon. I hate it when they do that in games. Not the end of the world, but hurts my completionist heart.

-When you win a battle with Kunemon he shakes his butt at the screen and it's really cute. Hoping to get a gif of that eventually lol

-I'm using a guide for this game that just tells you about each opponent, but it's not really a walkthrough. Luckily, the game has a built-in walkthrough. If you visit Babamon she just tells you where to go next. Thanks game!

[tarotmundomonde]

hi, i’d like to participate in your tarot event. i’m AT, sun aries venus aries sag moon, and i choose no2. i see u as the colour deep blue violet with sparkles because it’s so mature yet strong and emotional, it is also very spiritual. id like to choose no2 as my question because i went through a lot romantically last year and it ended up with my ex partner in legal trouble and i was the victim. it took a lot of time for me to heal and i am going into a new phase of my life. i’d like to have some hope for my love life in the future and see if my energy brings in someone new and my style and receive some hopefully positive messages.

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thank you!

NOTE: This reading counts from today to the next 5 months. Hello AT, let's dive into your reading, shall we? At first glance, it looks like you are dealing with some fears and major negative energies, but it will start to dissolve. You said you've been doing some healing work, well, you are still in the middle of it, but it will start to get better. Little by little, it keeps on dissolving itself. It looks like a nightmare that starts losing its' power and if let's say you had trouble sleeping, you are gonna start to sleep better and better. Meaning you'll start to feel more relaxed and more comfortable and find your peace. So if you don't give up, it looks like you are going to master your healing during the next five months. And you will be blessed with a situation entering your life that will work as a sign of job well done, of having succeeded. So you'll know. And on the other side, it looks like there is going to be someone of kind nature present in your love life, a male. They could end up having this added healing influence on you. Now, let's go deeper into the details of your reading. You have a lot of messages about fears in your spread. First of all, it's good for you to know that currently you are going through a soul mission. So this is no small lesson you are dealing with and have been so far. Secondly, you could experience some degree of loneliness, but the whole purpose of it is to bring awareness to you. It's because you need to work on detachment, to find yourself again, to find your own voice. Your very own voice. To find your way back to the well of healing and love. A lot of cleansing to do. And as you know, it's on many levels, it could be throwing out some old clothes as much as doing energy cleansing. Working on releasing all the negativity. And the cards are showing you being purified from old romantic bonds. So it's literally a phase you are going through during the next five months. There is a bit of this kind of thing going on, where you are on a quest to seek the truth and to see through the lies. But most of it is quite seemingly passively happening. Like you are relaxed and let it come to you, it just kinda happens. But there is a sense of seeking the truth, wanting to see the traps and red flags you've failed to in the past, as you want to gain control over your love life. So it kinda looks like you might feel or have this opinion that people might have been able to control you, because you had feelings for them. And it seems your darkest fears kinda stem from there. So there is a bit of a warning to not close off your heart, because that's not the way to have healthy control over your love life. Instead, it's more a matter of embracing. Since it seems your emotions could at times run high during the next five months, it looks like overall it would be good for you to do some heart chakra healing. As you heal, it will be easier for you to control those fears and to overcome them. Nonetheless, there is a theme of you taking your control back and your personal power. And a lot of prioritizing. Not just reflecting but also really thinking about what truly matters. And recognizing your needs in love. As you heal, you could even see some physical healing happening. But definitely you'll feel, how you feel better and feel lighter. You do have divine protection showing up in your spread, but also it's good for you to work on protecting your energy. To draw the line and not allow yourself to be bothered and disturbed by low vibrational energies and people. You can choose to embrace only those with an open heart and healthy heart space. And it seems you will regain your confidence and self-confidence. Trust yourself, because you do have much more control over things than what you've given yourself credits for. Divine light is present, you are guided and shown the path. Like said earlier, you will be shown a sign of job well done and there will be an upgrade happening in your love life. And prosperity is on the horizon for you. So do be your own unique self, be you and use your voice.

Open your arms to receive the blessings awaiting you. You might have someone showing up. This person will be a kind soul, someone rather compassionate. They could be here to show you that there are people, who know how to love, who are emotionally mature. You could even find their voice to be enchanting or their words ever so soothing. It's like they send waves to your heart space. This could feel to you quite unique, be something you haven't witnessed or experienced before. It's a bit like why such a gift is left in the shadows, why doesn't it show outwards. I hope it makes sense. But like the way they dress doesn't tell anything about, how lovely they truly are. Being around them could somehow make you feel good. But there is a possibility of this connection growing into something more. So if you don't give up, it seems during the next five months you'll be done with this healing phase. It's rare to see something like that in a reading, so it actually makes me happy that I can deliver you such good news. ps. feedback is always appreciated~

[lustagel]

𓂃 your smile ˖ ݁ joel miller ⊹ sfw content.

 ❜୧ when ellie met joel she understood he was just gonna be out for her neck, but she never expected him to be dating such a sunshine— or anyone for that matter.

c. ellie x reader (platonic). no description of reader but it kinda puts forth that your clumsy. grumpy x sunshine trope. kissing (you kissed his cheek). is based around episode one — gif credits: rightful owner (can’t find @, sorry) !

k. another bae that i haven’t written about, but just to let y’all know he’s mine, i decided to.

ellie rather hated joel. she had no choice, he was so stuck up and an asshole that she just wanted to sock him in the face any minute. she thought about it even when they first met in the hall all the way until they reach his apartment. at his apartment, joel “politely” let ellie go in first and she quickly realizes it’s a trap when he doesn’t step in after her.

“stay put,” joel says before closing the door behind himself.

“what the fuck!?” she yells but the door was already shut. she had no room to protest anymore so she just spent her mean time looking around the front room.

she found some junk—well at least junk to her, a top 60s radio hits book and some photos of him and some woman. the photos laid in a stack but ellie interrupted their formation by flipping through them. some were photos of just the woman, smiling sweetly or they were of joel and her, her being the one taking the picture. they were cute but she couldn’t tell what they were to each other until one photo— the last one in the stack to be specific. 

it was one of him and the beautiful woman standing in front of a cabin. ellie could tell easily that there was nothing behind them but earth. she doubted they even had service. the two people stood close, front bodies touching. the woman’s arms were wrapped around joel’s neck to lean him down to her short, compared to him, height. they both looked lost in each other’s eyes, but mostly joel to ellie. the way his normal frowned face was soft, relaxed and smiling ellie could tell he was in bliss.

she wondered why he was so stuck up the ass now. “tess!” ellie hears joel call in the halls to his friend before he stumbles back into the apartment, face more frowned then before. “fuck,” he whispers, throwing his book bag on the couch. “so… who’s the woman?” she asks immediately after, not caring if she pissed him off more. he’s confused and she holds up the pictures up between her thumb and index finger with raised eyebrows.

“what, does it matter?” he mumbles before snatching the photos from her grasp. soon after, joel and ellie hears slight rustling on the other side of the wall where the bed sat. the rustle wasn’t the only thing that let the two know there was someone else present but the sound of footsteps did too.

“joel?” you call, walking into the front room where ellie tries to stop her jaw from dropping on the floor. ellie instantly knows you as the woman in the pictures. after wiping the sleep from your eyes, you spot ellie and you smile.

“joel, who’s this?” you asked, excited to see a new face.

“this is umm…” he silently debated on whether to tell you but knows you’ll figure it out eventually. “ellie.” your face seems to brighten more at her name. the way your smile is making ellie’s heart melt makes her think joel kidnapped you and force you to be his. no, not that the smile was forced but that it was sooo sweet, like candy.

“hi, ellie!” you chuckled, walking over to her, excitement in your steps. she could only look at you in confusion and a bit of admiration. ellie wondered how someone so sweet could be dating a grumpy old man like him.

“i’m y/n. make yourself at home. i’ll go get us some water, ya?” you smile before turning around to see if joel wanted anything but he doesn’t say anything so you go the walk past him towards the kitchen but he’s quick to stop you.

“there’s no need to do that, sweetheart,” he says, sweetly and ellie can’t believe it. at his voice, you stop quickly in front of him.

“why? she’s a guest,” you explain, and joel lightly sighs. he loved your sweet soul, it always seemed to brighten his day on his lowest, but sometimes he had to be the one to level you a bit. yes, you could take care of yourself but sometimes you were kind to the wrong people.

“i’d like some water, if that helps,” ellie shrugs, sitting down in the chair in the corner with a teasing grin to joel who only glares at her. ellie being the “wrong people” as he knew of, for now.

“see! i’ll be quick, promise,” you smile so big and pretty up at him. his eyes soften at the looks of you, and ellie catches it. there is no way, she thinks.

as quick as the debate started, it ended like it always did. he could never really stop you from being… well, you. “fine… just don’t hurt yourself getting the cups,” he sighs and you nod, kissing him on the cheek quickly before heading to the kitchen (which is like 5 steps away from where they are).

without much thought, ellie whispers something to herself. “there’s no way.” joel hears, as he walks over to the couch. “what?” he questions, and ellie could only stare at him in disbelief. “there’s no way she’s your wife. she’s too sweet,” she shakes her head, giving a quick glance to you, who was now humming something softly to yourself as you grabbed a cup from the shelve.

ellie hadn’t noticed joel had laid down and closed his eyes until he had mumbled out a “shut up” to her, forcing her to look his way. before she could whisper out something else, you turn around. two cups of water in hand, you walk over to her, looking at the cups the entire time to make sure it doesn’t spill.

once you make it to her, she takes it with a light smile. “thank you,” ellie says and you nod. you take a seat at the wooden table and sip on the glass of water you got for yourself.

“are you two… a thing?” ellie asks, slight disgust on her face as she looks between you and sleeping joel. you lightly laugh at her choice of words, and you nod. “yeah, we’re married,” you replied. as if someone is telling her something mind blowing, she sits up more in her chair. “how? he’s such an asshole,” she rolls her eyes at the man who’s mumbling lightly in his sleep, steps away from her.

“he’s a big teddy bear, i swear. he just acts grumpy some times is all,” you shrug, giving a glance to him. she sees the warmth in your eyes become warmer. “sometimes?” ellie mumbles under her breath before turning her attention to the window. “what was that?” you ask and she’s quick to snap her head back around. “nothing,” ellie smiles timidly.

[chocotonez]

skz love languages: acts of service

a/n: I have so many ideas yet none exist in my head,,that’s not meant to be poetic it just means I struggled with some of these

genre/warnings: I don’t think there’s any, gn reader (should be, pls tell me if there’s anything implying otherwise!!), swearing, guys I promise I know my grammar I just like casual language for my hcs

chan

-okay these will be short and sweet because I have so many thoughts

-folds your clothes along with his, or washes your laundry with his

-remembers your schedule so he can remind you of important events

-gives you tips if you ever go to the gym together and shares his water with you

-blows on hot food before he gives it to you

-takes photos of things he remembered you talking about when he’s at the store and asks if you want it

-holds your hands in his when it’s cold and rubs them to warm them up!!

-brings you water/snacks if you’re studying/working with little notes on them saying ur doing a good job <3

-brings extra tissues or lip balm or hand sanitizer just in case you need it

minho

-okay this is kinda niche but like clearing out your phone tabs or compter tabs and scolding you if you have a messy layout or smth like that

-texts reminders to you regularly, drink water, eat, take meds, clean your desk when you get home…

-sends you cute gifs to cheer you up

-always checks in with your feelings in his own way “hey u big baby, are you okay? do you need anything?”

-pretends to laugh at the videos you send him because even tho they’re usually kinda lame it’s from you and that makes him smile but he’ll never admit that </3

-organizes any mess you left behind, puts your dishes away or puts your shoes away and then makes fun of u for being “messy”

-wipes away food you got on your face

-begrudgingly lets you have more blanket when you sleep/cuddle together because he doesn’t want to see u cold or uncomfortable :(

-takes your glasses/jewelry off if you fell asleep with them on

changbin

-opens jars/wrappers/bags for you

-lifts you into his shoulders at festivals

-because it’s October here’s a lil Halloween inclusion of him holding your hands at haunted houses and yelling at the scare actors for you <3 (also because it’s his way of coping lol)

-turns lights off/closes doors if you forget

-if you’re in the bathroom before bed he fluffs up your pillows so ur all comfy and cozy

-reads messages you got out loud if you’re preoccupied with something else, or alerts you if something seems important

-tells you stupid bedtime stories to help you go back to sleep if you had a nightmare

-begins to buy larger umbrellas so you both can stay dry together

-if you wear makeup he wants to help you by either by blending it or just straight applying it and giggling like a kid because “it’s fun”

hyunjin

-brushes your hair and styles it

-this might be also niche but holding onto your shoulders while you walk rather than your hand because it feels more secure?? also because he feels like he can bring you closer to him

-I never really write idol s/os but the idea of him looking over to you during an awards show to periodically make sure ur okay makes me melt

-feeds you and then pinches ur cheeks while laughing

-usually lets you choose the movie/show you want to watch, same with places to eat (unless you don’t know what to pick, then he’ll help you figure it out)

-runs you weekly bubble baths for you two to relax in

-holds/opens doors for you

-always wants you to relax, back rubs or nights off and doing face masks together

-he applies ur face masks for you :)

han

-he’s more of a receiver than a giver for this love language, his is mostly mixed with gift gifting

-making you playlists or untitled songs or coded titles so only you can find them on his Spotify :)

-he adjusts ur clothes, I feel like he’s the type of boyfriend to pick lint off of u without being promoted

-he’s a bit messy so he’ll tend to throw things into your drawer so it at least has the appearance of looking neat, he’ll help u organize if that’s what u want tho!! U just need to ask <3

-always checks in on you unprompted tho, makes sure you’re doing well at any hour of the day and whines

-he either spam texts u or shows up at your house with no warning to check up on you

-stands up for u but subtlety (English is not my first language it took me like seven tries to get that right pmg)

-BUT as I was saying, if you want to go to a restaurant but ur too shy to say it in front of the ppl ur hanging out with, he’ll be like “I WANNA GO TO ____” until they relent <3

felix

-kills bugs for you

-teaches you how to bake and if he’s alone, he’ll bake extra treats for you (his fave thing to bake u r cupcakes !! )

-helps you build furniture and never teases u if you don’t get something <333

-if you play online games together he’ll try to always watch your back and fight off enemies for you

-or if you prefer taking the offensive, he’ll simply cheer you on :))

-sends flowers to your workplace/leaves them on your kitchen counter

-stargazes with you or plans out meaningful dates where he treats you

-makes you playlists

-sings you lullabies if you can’t sleep or just wanna hear him

-stays up after you to make sure you went to bed okay

seungmin

-plugs in your phone for you before bed

-he always listens to your advice or at least takes it into heavy consideration, makes sure you feel heard

-asks if his jokes ever go too far

-“excuse me, they asked for no pickles”

-alway thanks you for acts of services that you do for him, leaves sweet texts or letters expressing his gratitude

-weirdly sweet remarks about how you’re so pretty it’s annoying or “who gave you permission to look so good tonight?”

-covers your eyes during scary parts of movies

-unless asked, he always lets you sleep in on weekends but never fails to be a human alarm clock if your digital one isn’t working

-wakes up before you 99% of the time so he can at least start a cup of coffee/breakfast for you

-pesters you into taking care of yourself (laying on top of you until you brush your teeth, tickling you until you relent to drinking water…)

jeongin

-never breaks pinky promises, and always tells you in advance if there’s a schedule conflict so you don’t have to wait

-if he pays you back for anything he adds a little message “thanks for lunch, love you so much”

-tries new things for you because he trusts you, and encourages you to step out of your comfort zone as well

-asks if you’d like anything before he goes to the grocery store, and always remembers it

-thanks you randomly for being such a good partner or if you did something nice in the past few days

-always gives you a comfortable space to express yourself in, lets you talk and never interrupts you

-makes sure you stay uninterrupted as well, glares down anyone who speaks over u lolol

-makes a special handshake between the two of you

-very playful acts of services but they r still acts of services <3

[sivyera]

Cuddling with Dipper Pines HC's

PAIRING: Dipper Pines x reader

WARNINGS: bad grammar

CONTAINS: fluff

SONG: Line Without a Hook - Ricky Montgomery

gif is not mine

I think he doesn't like physical touch until he met you

when he met you he realized how touch starved he actually is

like Mabel gives him hugs most of the time but it doesn't feel the same

at first he wasn't really sure of his birth mark

so he was kinda nervous when you start playing with his hair

but when you comforted him about it, he relaxed and started enjoying when you play with his hair

and now he loves it when you do it

he loves being a big spoon

he loves how you feel in his arms

he feels like he's protecting you and he feels really strong and manly

but when he feels sad or not good enough he loves bury his face into your neck or chest

he loves when he wakes up earlier than you so he can admiring you with hearts in his eyes

he loves when you come to him at night, sleepy so he can cuddle you until you both fall asleep

when he feels confident enough he hugs you from behind

he likes kissing your face all over

he wants to be face to face when you two cuddle

so he can look at your eyes

he likes reading you stories or telling you about monsters/creatures he find in Journal 3

he knows how much you love his voice

but also he was little insecure/nervous when his voice cracks

so when you told him you find it cute he blush so hard, but he was also very happy

when he got into argument with Mabel he reach you right after that

he snuggle into you, hug you tight as much he can and not let you go for hours

he also loves to hold you by the waist while you two cuddle

when you cuddle you have most of interesting conversation

Mabel take photos all the time of you two cuddling

she have whole diary for those photos of you two

he is actually pretty tall (he is 5'9 !!) so when he sees you with his red t-shirt, he melts

he feels very fuzzy and warm inside

he put big stupid smile on his face, his eyes turn into hearts and he immediately wants to cuddle with you

the shirt leaves his cologne on you so he feels like you belong only him (if you know what I mean)

he just loves spending time with you

[offictionandfandoms]

Steve, Eddie, Billy HCs with a tall f!reader?

✑ Pairings: Steve Harrington x tall f!reader; Eddie Munsons x tall f!reader; Billy Hargrove x tall f!reader

✑ Warnings: female reader, NSFW mentions (nothing too detailed), some talk of Billy’s abusive father, mentions of bullying, cursing. (Let me know if I missed any)

✑ Authors Note: I’m so sorry it took me a little bit to do this! But I loved it. As a tall female myself, this hit home. So I hope you like it! This is my first headcanon post so bear with me.

✑ Gif isn’t mine!!

Steve Harrington

Probably would not give a single fuck.

He’d think it’s cool that you’re tall.

“You could, like, model or something.”

None of his ex’s were tall so this is new to him, though.

Would struggle with knowing where to put his arm at, at first.

Him going to sling his arm around your shoulder like he normally would to other girls but realizing it would be at a slight angle and would put extra weight on your shoulder/neck. So him hesitating for a moment before eventually sliding his arm around your waist, a proud smile on his face like he just solved the toughest math equation.

Going to grab things off a high shelf or cabinet for you but you easily grab it, leaving him stunned— he really wanted to help you…. and maybe flex for you.

Asking Robin for advice:

“What do I do?”

“What do you mean ‘what do I do?”

“Can I still pick her up?”

Then Dustin would chime in: “dude, she’s tall, not made of bricks.” He’d most likely call him a dumbass, to which Steve would entirely forget the conversation just to fight back.

Only for a second though, then he’d round back to Robin. “Is it okay for me to still- forget it, forget it. You’re no help.”

He’d want you to know that you being tall doesn’t bother him at all.

Your comfort is so important to him, he’d never want to make you feel insecure, which is why he’d be so worried about making the wrong move.

Though he did slip once (kinda like he did with Dustin and his teeth)

When he was once again trying to show off and grab you something off a high shelf, you accidentally bump into him while going to grab it yourself. He’d chuckle (most likely in embarrassment) and say something like “oh yeah, I keep forgetting you’re, like, 7” feet tall.”

The second he realized what he said, he goes to apologize, eyes wide and hands out. The guilty conscious is so obvious. Even when you started laughing and told him it’s fine.

Extra cuddles that night.

Speaking of cuddles: you’d always be the little spoon. Not because he wants to be in the ‘manly position’ but because he wants you to feel small and protected.

But when it’s super cold, you being taller than him allows him to tuck his feet beneath your legs to keep them warm.

In another attempt to make you feel comfortable with your height, he’d probably spurt off some bullshit like “I read, uh heard, that tall people can be smarter than shorter people. And less likely to have diabetes.” He’d start off sounding confident but that would dwindle as he realized exactly what he was saying.

“Uh, great to know.” Though you would make him feel better somehow, a kiss on the cheek or squeezing his hand.

Meanwhile, Dustin is on the ground laughing and Robin is dragging out the whiteboard to mark another “you suck” tally.

When you go grocery shopping together and you reach up to the top shelf, your shirt rides up just a bit (fashion industry mixed with being tall isn’t very great) but enough to show off some skin of your side.

That little glimpse drives him insane.

He’d sneak closer to you and slide his hand against the warmth of your skin, feeling the softness beneath his fingertips.

To make it better (and him more happy) you lean back into his chest, turning your head just enough to give him a kiss. He melts.

Despite him loving the little glimpses of skin, he knows how you wish you could find baggy shirts to relax in instead of more casual looking sleep gowns, cotton pants, or robes.

So being the sweet boyfriend he is, he would go hunt down some bigger shirts for you that weren’t too “masculine”, itchy, worn, or had weird designs on them.

Him asking whoever is working to help, awkwardly holding his hands out to, most likely inaccurately, show how long your upper body is so they know how long the shirt needs to be.

But he’d find some, he wouldn’t stop until he did.

He’d keep some to wear himself, knowing you’d take it later.

Two birds one stone: you have comfy shirts and it smells like him.

Three birds? Because he loves the sight of you in his clothing— even if he did buy them for you anyway.

He also loves seeing you in mini skirts and dresses, though.

Is very obvious when admiring your legs.

“Eyes up here, Harrington.”

Slowly dragging his gaze upwards until they land on your eyes. Doesn’t even care that he’s been caught.

“You’ll be the death of me, Y/L/N.”

Constantly telling the kids or whoever is in the passengers seat of the car to not readjust the seat settings from where you left them.

Threatening to kick them out if they try it anyway.

Literally reaching over to smack away hands from the adjuster.

Jumping up on the couch or a chair so he’s finally taller than you, probably almost slipping off in the same breath. Then just staring down at you with a beautiful shit eating grin at hearing you laugh.

If anyone mocks you for being tall, he’d be quick to defend you: “What did you just say?” The entire time he’d be squared up, chest puffed out and fists balled.

He’d give them the chance to apologize but if they don’t, he’d try to fight.

Given his track record with fights, let’s just pull him away lol.

If you succeed in getting him away pre fight, he’d be holding your face in his hands and telling you how wrong they are for what they said, how beautiful you are, and just trying to comfort you.

If you don’t get him away and they fight, you’d be sitting across from him on the couch or in an empty classroom or between his legs while he sits on the counter, gently trying to clean the blood off his fists and face. He’d still be trying to comfort you, though.

If y’all fought (verbally), no matter what the reason is, he’s gonna feel bad. He hates to see you upset, especially towards him. His first line of defense would be to try to make you laugh, or just try to calm you down. Sometimes his anger may bubble up but he’d walk away to calm himself down so he didn’t make things worse. He’d always try to make things better, probably with a new baggy shirt doused in his cologne and flowers. And lots of kisses.

Overall, he wouldn’t care that you were tall. May overthink it just on the basis that he wants to be a good boyfriend but it has nothing to do with him being uncomfortable with the height. He would absolutely adore you.

Eddie Munson

Fully would not care.

Being tall as a woman has always been something most people find odd and funny (maybe just personal experience???)

Him knowing how it feels to be bullied, he’d be so quick to welcome you into his circle.

“Don’t listen to them, they’re idiots. You’re-“ pauses while he holds his hands up, framing you between his fingers, “the best type of freak.”

Of course he doesn’t really think you’re a freak, but being the name typically given if you’re even slightly different, he likes to reclaim it as his own.

He’s probably taller than you but in the case you’re taller than him, he’d eat that shit up.

Him grabbing your ankle and holding up your leg “These?? Magnificent.”

Normally, eye contact would probably make him a bit nervous. But because you’re tall, eye contact is just so easy to accidentally make… Or purposefully if you wanna see him get flustered.

But sometimes.. sometimes he gets a wave of confidence and wants to see your pretty eyes and make you flustered.

Finger under chin, pulling your face around to look at him.

Butterflies. Birds. Pterodactyls. They’re all in your stomach.

Like Billy, he’d love to kiss up your leg. But not always in a sexual manner.

He’d sit you down on the couch or a step and bend down to tie your shoe for you, placing little kisses up your calf or thigh or on your knee. The softest of kisses, too.

A real princess moment.

Loves hugging you. Could live in your arms.

You’re always a work of art to him but as a lover of tattoos, he’d just be staring at your skin and randomly say , “You could have so many tattoos.”

So as an extension of being able to squeeze in extra tats, you’re totally metal, even if you don’t have them.

Him still picking you up to help you slide on the hood of his van or the counter or even just a table, even though you don’t need it.

His clothes would probably still fit you but he’d definitely pull a Steve and buy extras just for you.

Thinks it’s so cool how being tall affects how high you get.

Very curious to see how much you would need before you were trippin.

Would never experiment like that though.

Him teaching you guitar, you seated between his legs and his chin easily resting on your shoulder with his arms around you.

You seated on the floor in front of the couch or bed while he plays with your hair, braiding it while watching tv.

Cuddling would vary.

Sometimes he wants nothing more than to have you in his arms, spooned against his body with his nose pressed into your shoulder blades, smelling your sweet perfume and feeling your heart beating. Hand sneaking beneath your shirt to rest on your stomach, pulling you closer until there’s no space left.

But god he can’t deny how he loves having you spoon him, your arm wrapped up to his chest, his arm over yours, and your breaths fanning on the back of his neck- which sounds ticklish but it’s a reminder you’re there with him, like with the heart beat, and he can’t help but crave that feeling every night. Plus it’s just so comforting in general being held.

He does not hesitate to throw an arm over your shoulder and pull you closer into his side, no matter the angle his arm may be at.

Him looking up at you with that cute smile when he’s sitting at this throne during campaign night, patting his lap for you to come sit.

When he realizes that your knee is digging into the table from you both being tall, he moves his entire seat so you can be comfortable.

Or he’s pulling your legs across his lap so you’re pretty much laying on him.

When Mike someone at the table comments on how you’re both tall, Eddie looks at them with the same stare he gave Dustin when he mentioned the championship game.

You tell him it’s fine but he still makes sure to run his hand along your leg, gently squeezing.

He just wants you to feel comfortable.

When he hears about how you wished you could spin under someone’s arm without your head hitting them, he makes it a point to do it with you at least three times a week.

Even if he has to stand on the picnic table, he’s spinning you.

Him sometimes calling you by the names of his favorite female rock/metal musicians who just happen to be tall.

Him calling you by tall DND creatures but trying to make it cute.

“Did you just call me a fiercely stunning orc?”

“I said my favorite fiercely stunning orc.”

Would grab your waist and pull you against his body to kiss you before you could say anything else.

When a drug deal goes wrong or he needs to run from someone/something, he grabs your hand and hits you with: “how fast can those deliciously long legs go?” before taking off, dragging you with him.

If anyone tries to mock you for being tall, he’s throwing insults right back, standing a bit in front of you like he can hide you from the attention. He may even square his shoulders to be taller, all so you can stand behind him.

He wouldn’t really be the one to get into a fist fight (though he probably could), so you manage to drag him off. He’d be talking mad shit about the person for a minute, pacing a bit, before he stop in front of you, cupping your face and looking you directly in the eyes: “You are breathtaking.“

If y’all fought (verbally), he couldn’t handle it. He’s had to deal with people being upset with him so much in the past that the idea of you being one of them crushes him. He’d do anything in his power to alleviate the argument before it got worse. This is where he’d make good use of being the same height/almost and making eye contact, telling you very calmly how you two can work things out. Easing towards you so you don’t feel cornered, eyes studying you and eyebrow raised a bit. The second he’s able, you’re in his arms, him placing kisses to your temple, “I’m sorry, I’ll make it right, I’m sorry.” Even if it isn’t his fault.

Overall, being tall would literally not be a single issue for him, it wouldn’t change anything, he would love you just the same.

Billy Hargrove

If you’re taller than him or as tall, he would hate it at first.

It would put him in the mindset of his father, the asshole.

Yanno how some people tend to make themselves look smaller when they’re scared or upset?

Yeah, he’s going to see someone being taller or bigger, as in height, as a show of dominance, even if they’re not meaning to.

He would hate having to look up at you if you’re taller.

When around you, he would square his shoulders to try to make himself look taller.

Because again, he will see that as a show of dominance.

And since his father is how he is (an asshole), we know that Billy doesn’t have a lot of dominance at home.

So he seeks this dominance out in the public world, such as over Max, over Steve, over anyone else that he can.

So when you come up to him and you’re looking him directly in the eye or he has to look up at you, it’s going to make him feel small.

And he is going to hate it.

But eventually he’ll get over it.

Eventually he’ll see how incredible tall women are.

If you’re sporty, he’d see the advantage you have at basketball (I know— annoying stereotype, but it is slightly easier).

Long legs carrying you down the court

You barely even jumping to make the goal

The way the shorts are just a bit shorter on you (because once again the fashion industry isn’t really made for tall people most of the time)

Oh boy, when he sees you in a miniskirt or a minidress

Just… Anything that shows off your legs?

Yeah he’d eat that shit up instantly.

Eyes dragging up and down your body, tongue running over his teeth, smirking.

Because you already know where his mind is at.

Those legs wrapped around his waist. Constantly. Making out? Yeah, he’s got you in his arms, gripping your ass or thighs. Having sex?? Oh he loves feeling your legs tighten around him right before you orgasm. Cuddling in bed? Wants to be right between your legs, head on your chest.

He’d pick you up all the time just for that.

Now cuddling….

This is the only time he’s okay with feeling small.

Because having his head against your chest, listening to your heartbeat with your chin on top of his head, legs on either side of his body?? Literally comfort.

He’d probably pass it off as he loves laying on your tits but. Man just loves being close.

The fact that you’re tall enough to allow him to do that without your knees jabbing into his ribs is a plus.

Long torso? So many kisses can be placed. So many touches can be given.

I mean. Don’t get me wrong. Kisses would be trailed up your leg, finger tips barely tickling the flesh to get a reaction out of you.

But the soft skin of your belly? He’d love to place a kiss there, hands gripped at your waist to keep you close. It’s one of the softest moments.

And because of a long torso, his lips aren’t too close to your boobs, making it less sexual.

He’d absolutely still make it sexual though.

When riding in his car or sitting beside him in general, expect his hand to be gripping your leg.

Taking the seat adjustment idea from Steve and..

He wouldn’t mind if you readjusted the seat in his car but also wouldn’t think to tell Max not to mess with it.

But when she does, just…

One hand on the seat in between your legs, the other pulling at the lever/knob to help you adjust it. Meanwhile he’s holding eye contact, leaned in real close, that fucking smirk on his face.

“That better, dollface?”

AHH

Uses you being tall as an excuse to look at your tits.

If someone mocks you for being tall, he would not hesitate to defend you.

Mans is strong and can beat some ass if need be.

This is a need be case, in his eyes.

You’d definitely be cleaning blood off his fists after, maybe off his face depending on if the opponent landed a hit.

He wouldn’t necessarily be giving you comforting words but he’d take extra time and care in showing your body attention that night.

Now if y’all fought (verbally), it would definitely have him more on edge. Especially if you’re closer to him (even if it’s in a non threatening way). Eye contact would be a serious issue right then and if you tried to make eye contact, he’d probably get super uncomfortable and flip shit (he has issue expressing emotions). If you tried to touch him, he wouldn’t get physical with you but he’d definitely brush your hands away rather quickly and back away to avoid any more contact.

However if you were yelling at him and getting close and he felt backed into a corner, he would habitually try to seem small, chin down and looking anywhere but your eyes. His father really has him fucked up.

Again, he doesn’t feel comfortable expressing emotion, especially those his father sees as not masculine. So after realizing what he’s doing, he’d probably stand up straighter and walk you back against the dresser or bed or just far enough back to let him walk out the door, probably slamming it behind him.

Overall, he would be really iffy about it at first, probably make you feel insecure if you didn’t know why, but then he’d get over it and never miss a beat when it comes to showing you he finds you attractive and cares.