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i can't stop thinking about Lou's interview. so many of the things he said keep me up at night. so i'm gonna take you for a ride in my little clown car under the cut. that being said, i still think interviews don't matter that much. what matters is what's on the screen and it's obvious where that is going....now let's go š¤”



what backstory? like at the very least we're gonna learn more about Tommy next season, but i'm expecting something next episode too. right now, i expect the last scene of next episode be all of them talking about Bobby, sharing what he meant to them (not too sure how much of it we'd see tho) with Bobby's ghost watching them and smiling, which i'm getting from a bts picture that absolutely doesn't need to mean that and an interview that could've been just Lou yapping

this just has me all š
then we have all of the talk about love. which.......i'm clowning okay? was Lou told "act like you're watching the love of your life"? is that his own interpretation of what's going on between them? (in that case - it's still interesting. because the last time they had a conversation, it was interrupted by the military. and it was a simple "i'm doing it for you too", not "you're the love of my life" kind of thing. would he call buck the love of tommy's life based on that? š¤) or are we about to have something that's gonna kill us the next episode?





*insert a screenshot of him calling them soulmates that got lost somewhere š*
also - just remembered that Buck said something similar imo - brought up marriage and called his relationship with Tommy the most transformative relationship of his life. just putting that out there, idek where i'm going with that š
then we have this. the long pause before he says "Katey", during that, her smile grows bigger and bigger. and then his smirk when he says "from when i watched, i mean, there's - you don't just get rid of a spark" (something along those lines). i find his body language during this moment fascinating. i'm reading it as "Katey, i'd love to yap about all of it and give you all of the answers because i know you'll like it, but i just CAN'T DO THAT". but what do i know? š¤·š»āāļø

besides of "something that's true", we also have the whole highlighted quote here, which again, has me all š being vulnerable? COMMITTING you say?
POST FUNERAL you say? we all thought (or like from what i've seen) the funeral would be at the beginning of the episode, but it was at the end. which completely changes the meaning of this. is he telling us that he's in the last episode? and all of what he said is going to happen then, in some form? nevertheless, it's very interesting....š. i'm not even sure Tim knows what he wants the next season to look like, so all of this needs to happen in the next episode. i don't think it needs to be 30 minutes long scene, but i think at least some of it has a chance of happening. i'm too scared to speculate on how the reconciliation is going to look like, but i think Tommy could open up about how much Bobby has meant to him to Buck. at least a little bit.

then we have this lol. again, does it scream "i can't talk about all of it right now" to someone else, or am i reading too much into it again?
and the interview ends with Lou saying that we'll like what we're going to see in the next episodes. i'm not sure about this like at all, but doesn't he only know about scenes he's a part of? well if that is the case, then he was last seen in the funeral episode š¤·š»āāļø nothing much to "like" there, is it? AND, i think he knows people are excited about BuckTommy. so like, is he trying to give a hint of what's about to happen? š is he talking about the show in general, because he loves to be a part of it? š nevertheless, what i take away from that is that it ends in a good way, either for Tommy or for all of them (i mean, either he's talking about Tommy or the whole show - i mean there's gonna be plenty good things happening next episode š¤·š»āāļø). and again - the last time we saw him was at the funeral...
but now i'm done yapping lol. i went all out with this š¤£. i could, and mostly likely am, at least in some parts, be wrong.š¤·š»āāļø i'm trying to maintain my reputation of the biggest clown to ever clown anyways.
#bucktommy#tommy kinard#lou ferrigno jr#911 speculation#i was so nervous about posting this lol but itās out there now š¤·š»āāļø
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my brain worms told me to do this
#reverse 1999#i doubt that anyone in the fandom is also interested in fashion dolls#but if they are#i would be interested in your thoughts very much š#everything started with me drawing marcus and she so blythe coded#i went with vibes aesthetics only#i was kinda convinced that Vertin had Pullip doll#i just have a clear image of her in doll form#bluepoch please collab with doll brands and get us Vertin as Pullip doll#also explanation for the vibes of each category:#50ās barbie - elegance and cuntiness#80ās barbie - colourful retro & that line of world doll line#bratz - self explanatory but bratzilaz is specifically for Willow#mh - self explanatory too#blythe - pretty and whimsy! with big eyes and thick fringe#ag - oliver fog is a bit funny considering that there is only one boy in ag history#but eagle and regulus are so ag coded!!#it - for me just tall and mature dolls that would look good in that expensive style#eah - fantasy!! cute! yay#pullip - realistically blupoch would collab with them probably#novi stars - i made that category with Voyager in mind#sorry i included only humanoid characters#also i got bored by the end
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SKZ and the type of sex they give you + links - (hyung line)

SMUT !! MINORS DNI
cw: degradation and pet names. choking and rough sex? I think thatās it sorry i missed any
(not proofread, sorry for any mistakes)
MAKNAE LINE
chan
personally, I think chan is such a romantic love but if you ever asked him to be rough with you one night, he would take that opportunity to give you the horniest night of your life. like, the way he would slap your clit until youāre nothing but a whimpering mess as he begins to work you up. youād be spread for him with your legs shaking every time he spanks your pussy.
āgood little slutā
your voice would be so strained at the way he wraps his hand around your throat as he slides his cock all the way inside you as youāre whimpering his name and your eyes are rolling back. he lives for feeling how you get wetter around his cock every time he thrusts into you, never slowing down no matter how loud you moan.
āthis is what you wanted baby? hmm?ā
lee know
itās very rare that lee know is ever gentle with you. as soft as sweet as he may be outside the bedroom, inside is another story. the way he speaks to you is so dirty as you are soon dripping for him. he always wants both your holes filled, never letting one of them left out because he is so so āgenerousā. omg I swear this man is obsessed with your butt.
ācanāt leave her out can we doll?ā
then after youāve begged him for so long for his dick, he finally gives you what you need. the way he makes you ride him whilst he fingers your asshole whilst youāre blabbering nonsense on top of him gets him horny like nothing else does. he loves making you feel so full and horny that even forming a sentence is nearly impossible.
āthatās it baby, no thoughts in your head, just go all dumb on my cock for me there you goā
changbin
i feel like changbin has two ways of loving on you. tired after work or hungry for you. no in between. you love to treat changbin so much though that on days where heās too tired, you get under the desk as heās playing video games so you can suck him off after a long day
āoh my god baby, you really know how to spoil meā
and on the days when heās not too tired, you best believe he wants to ravish you. the way he makes you get on top whilst he fucks into you because your legs have gone jelly from riding him. also I personally think this is his favourite position of all because he just gets to see all of his favourite girl.
āso fucking beautiful baby.. fuck-ā
Hyunjin
same as chan, I think heās such a sweet lover but is so dominant in the bedroom when you both want him to be. the way he devours your pussy to get you going whilst you write under him from the overwhelming stimulation, begging him for more and more. he would definitely make you come first before even getting his cock out.
āyou look so pretty when you cum for me babyā
after eating your pussy, he is always rock fucking hard for you and more than ready to feel you around him. the way he would fuck you into the pillow so rough after being a brat and begging him over and over for him to just fuck you. the smirk that is plastered over his face when you cum around his cock is so sly as well I canāt get that look out of my head omg.
āthereee you go baby. that feel good? youāre making a mess all over my cockā
a/n: I kinda loved writing these ngl. Iāve never done anything like this before and I love to try something new so I hope you like it. Iām debating also doing a maknae line so lmk if you would be interested š
#skz smut#stray kids smut#stray kids x y/n#straykids imagines#skz oneshots#stray kids imagines#skz hard hours#bang chan smut#leeknow smut#changbin smut#hyunjin smut
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tw : reader implied to have social anxiety, stalking
A series : discord shenanigans (Next)
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Word count: 1808
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TF141 x f!reader
The welcome
This wasn't something you usually do, reaching out to strangers, seeking friends, socializing. It was only online, sure-- but you couldn't help the way your heart racing so hard you could feel it in your throat, your palms felt sweaty as you contemplated on clicking the link.
A discord server.
A public one at that.
Dedicated for people who took a liking on this FPS game you just got obsessed with. It was a pretty popular game, so you spent a lot of time looking for the one where it wouldn't be too crowded as to not overwhelm you. And surprisingly, you managed to find one.
It took you a few days to find it, scrolling at a few accounts that seemed to know each other very well. You tried to convince yourself that you weren't being creepy. After all, you followed one of them because you liked their posts which was mostly about games he recently played that you were also interested in, and also posts about a glimpse of his life. GazH8Heli.
You thought the guy was cool, definitely someone you wanted to get to know more.
But of course, you didn't have the courage to reach out.
Until.. today.
You saw his conversation in post replies about a gaming server which was opened for the public, even though the link wasn't shown in any post. Just told once in this particular reply.
Again, this wasn't something you usually do. You were content in being by your loneself with video games as your only companion.
But, this game you're recently obsessed with is a multiplayer game. And you were starting to get frustrated playing on random with strangers who couldn't cooperate.
Though, there is also a slight hope to find some kind of connection with someone. You were starting to get really lonely despite what you told yourself.
Just then you told yourself 'fuck it' and clicked on the link. Your heart racing so fast now that you felt nauseous-
"Welcomee..!!!" A message popped up on the screen, followed by the others who also welcomed you.
You fidgeted with the hem of your t-shirt as you watched the chat greeting you. It seemed like searching for a smaller server wasn't really a good idea. You should've expected this, for people to interact instead of ignoring a user who weren't their friends.
It seemed like there were four members who are active currently. CapBravo6 welcomed you first with a simple message, followed by the guy you followed-- greeting you in a more friendly manner by including heart emojis. The other one, Sexysoap69, spammed the chat with various silly gifs saying 'welcome' and you couldn't help but giggle. There was also a user who was seen as active but didn't appear in the chat, GhostSRK9.
They didn't show their faces on their icons (if Soap's mohawk didn't count), but from the vibes alone you could tell they were all guys who already know each other well.
You already feel like hiding at the thought of simply replying to their warm welcome, but you would overthink about it and feel even more horrible if you just ignored them. And so, you sent a message "Hello everyone, thank you for the welcome ^^"
You clicked sent before you could change your mind or overthink about how well the simple reply would be received. Fuck, you thought the emoji was nice, but now you read it again, it looked like you were trying too much-
Fortunately, the message was well received. too well..
Soap replied with a gif of a cartoon kissing the camera, while the others reacted to your reply with heart emojis.
And you realized that you've been smiling. God, you feel pathetic.
"How did you find this server?? š" Gaz asked. It was a simple question really, not a big deal. But you were starting to feel anxious again, like you were being interrogated for some kind of crime.
You couldn't think of anything better to say than the truth. "I actually found it in your social.. i hope it's okay, sorry"
And before you could overanalyze your own reply again, another message came. "Don't worry about it, I assume you're here because of the game then?" Gaz asked again, while you see Soap had been typing for a while now.. but hadn't sent anything more except for the previous gifs. You were thinking about being more considerate and letting Soap send his message first, but Kyle's message got your attention.
At his question, your fingers immediately danced on the keyboard. You proceeded to ramble about said game, your experience playing, how you've been up to date with every news about it, and a bit of bragging about your rank.
When you were done, you felt your heart sink when you saw that you practically just sent a whole essay. But before you could think anything bad about it- and yourself, the four reacted to it with various emojis. You found yourself smiling again.
"You gotta be lying about your rank.. no way" Gaz's message said.
"Yeah! Even Ghost's isn't that high" Soap added. You audibly giggle at this since you expected a longer message from how long he had been typing previously.
Despite being so very anxious earlier, you found yourself getting along with them just fine.
"I'm not lying, i just play a lot.." You contemplated on adding that it was because you have no life, but decided against it since you felt like it would be too self-deprecating for the first interaction.
"Prove them wrong, then" Price sent, the second message since the first one greeting you from when you just got in.
Despite your hands that were a bit shaky from both anxiety and excitement, you quickly opened the game and took a screenshot of your game profile before sending it to the server.
There were a lot of typing from their side before a message appeared.
"Just checked, it's real" Gaz sent before adding another one after. "Sent a friend request too ;)" You felt ashamed to blush at the emoji.
Soap sent another barrage of gifs. "Sent one too" He added after.
"Same here" Price chimed in.
Even Ghost finally appeared in the chat with a screenshot of him sending the request in the game.
You were definitely not used to this. Interacting with people so easily like you've known them for a while, and how well they received you, bombarding you with attention.
Once again, you felt pathetic for being giddy at something other people probably think as normal.
"Okay.. just accepted them all, thank you ^^" You sent it without second thought for some reason, which you immediately regret. What were you thanking them for? well.. for being really nice, but does it show how lonely you have been?
It didn't seem so from their replies which were still very positive.
And that's how you find yourself spending more time socializing online, compared to before where video games were your only friend.
Days passed, and eventually you started getting less nervous talking to them. You haven't got to the stage where you started a conversation first, but you were not as shy as before when replying now. You didn't consider yourself to be active in the server, but they made sure you were.
While you never send a message first, they always tag you in every conversation. Which made you feel like it would be rude to not respond.
The conversation started like how it was at first, talking about the game you've been obsessed with lately. But eventually it turned to something more personal.
You learned that they were in the military together, coworkers. Though the details seemed to be classified. They never talked about it, but from their conversation alone you assumed as much.
There were channels in the server dedicated to conversations unrelated to the game. Memes channel was mostly dominated by Soap where he sent everything he found funny there, while Gaz who actually sent something funny once in a while. There were creative space which also dominated by Soap, and you always replied to each of his drawings with compliments. How could you not when he tagged you every time he drew something. Not that you minded, he was a great artist.
The pictures channel was your favorite because you can see a glimpse of who they are. Price liked to send pictures of beautiful sceneries, Gaz sent photos he took that you would definitely add to your interest board, while Soap updated everyone randomly like a few times he posted pictures of him washing his hands in the sink with the following message "Just took a shit". You found yourself laughing at it every time despite the other's complaints.
Even Ghost was more active (as much as he was) in that channel. Sending pictures of the others sleeping (mostly Soap) without them knowing and photos of a military dog without any words said. Her name was Riley and you adored her.
And there was a vent channel, which was mostly Price scolding them for pulling pranks on him and the others. Soap would whine about injuries he got which made you really concerned, but based on the other's reactions, it seemed like a normal occurrence.
On some days, you were tempted to send something to that channel. To talk about stuff that's been bothering you. But you always found yourself deleting the long message you wrote.
Though, eventually enough, their friendliness made you want to share more about yourself.
"Just think the moon is pretty.. even though my phone can't really capture it, haha" You sent a picture of the night sky one day after multiple times fixing the message.
You still felt silly about sending said pictures, but you tried to convince yourself that the others were doing the same so it wasn't a big deal, shouldn't be a big deal.
"Not as bonnie as you ;)" You saw Soap replied immediately which distracted you from your thoughts.
You didn't see anyone else replying unlike usual, but they still left emojis on said pictures so you paid it no mind.
"You don't even know what i look like XD" You sent with a giggle.
There wasn't an immediate response from anyone which was a bit odd.. but you kept telling yourself to stop overthinking everything.
Unaware of the red light being on beside your front camera, meaning that it had been on for a while.
"The way you type is bonnie" Soap finally sent, but it was lacking gifs and emojis like he was quick to send it.
"Haha, what does that even mean.." You replied, oblivious as ever.
"Just.. how we think a pretty girl would talk like" Gaz chimed in as Soap was shown to be typing for a while now.
"Lol, okay then"
THIS got longer than it should be- so Im gonna put the rest in other chapters
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Pit of Hell

dark Alpha!Ari Levinson x omega female reader
summary: You only wanted to go one level deeper into the circles of Inferno. Just one step to secure yourself a stable life. But you're unexpectedly thrown into the lowest level. The pit of hell itself. Where a beast awaits.
warnings: dark!Ari; A/B/O; secret society; semi-dystopian; heavy dub-con; coercion; entrapment; power imbalance; breeding kink; virginity kink; rough sex; dacryphilia; branding; light exhibitionism (forced); degradation; very light blood kink (in reference to virginal blood); oral (m receiving); forced deep throating; dirty talk; no knotting
word count: 7k
Author's Note: I gave you some options in the polls and the results were... meh? Lol, I mean I always love Alpha Ari and breeding is forever my on brand kink, but honestly it was just a little disappointing, because I already have alpha Ari with a breeding kink. So I had to come up with something new. Something interesting. And it steered me toward really dark waters š«¢ What you should be aware of, is that I made it a different kind of Alpha/Beta/Omega universe. I made it semi-dystopian, where the dynamics and physiological details usually associated with the omegaverse are extinct. Or are they...? š
As I was writing it, thoughts of making it into a series and introducing more dark Alphas appeared. So it's officially the first installment in the universe called Inferno. Aaand I may have already decided on who the other animals are and how depraved they will be š
Special shout out and thanks to @buckets-and-trees for dancing with me around the fire of secret society trope and to @stargazingfangirl18 for whoreheartedly supporting the most unhinged list of warnings
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Heart pattering, you looked at the glass case filled with rows of colorful cards. Most were gone already, but the one you waited for at the moment was still there. And was about to end up in your hand.Ā
Magenta.Ā
While colours used to be rather indifferent to you, being accepted into Inferno taught you to crave certain shades. Not for their pretty looks, but because each was a key.
Inferno was officially named a private club, but was in fact the only place Omegas were able to earn exorbitant sums of money. Well, not exorbitant if seen from the Alphas point of view, but considering how the crumbled society worked it was the best an Omega could make in the broken world.Ā
Different kinds of service were expected of Omegas at each level of the Inferno. The first circle of the so-called hell was for simple waitressing and it paid the lowest. If an Omega was accepted by the Inferno, they started at that level and had to prove themselves to be allowed into another floor.Ā
For the past eight months you rolled your hips in the third circle where Omegas were dancing on platforms and in cages, while the Alphas carried their business meetings, or leered at them without being allowed to touch.Ā
You were about to exchange your blue key card for the magenta one, descending into another level where the dances would be private, with some touching allowed. It meant the standard paycheck would be higher, plus the tips you might earn from any Alpha who asked for a dance from you. And those tips wouldnāt be in money only, but also certain passes or favors that were incredibly valuable in the cold, harsh world.Ā
Days of cushioned lives that Omegas led once upon a time were long forgotten. They sounded like fairytales when compared to the harsh reality of the past century. Omegas were at the bottom of the food chain now. Not even coveted as much by the Alphas as they used to be. Very few were swooped up and mated, most going through their lives scrambling to stay afloat and perhaps meet a nice, hardworking beta to form a relationship with.Ā
As you waited for Astoria (the woman who was possibly the most powerful Omega in the city, since she was the one managing Inferno and the Omegas working in it), your eyes scanned the colourful cards behind a reinforced glass case.Ā
Magenta was your goal from the very first time you were explained the rules of this place. For now, any colour assigned to deeper levers was too scary, because they meant less control over what happened to you. For example, the red that was appointed for the fifth level meant limited sexual acts.Ā
You didnāt want that. Even if the paycheck would make your life so much more comfortable.Ā
As much as you recoiled from the prospect of deeper circles of hell, you couldnāt help your gaze zeroing in on the single golden keycard. It was displayed in that glass cage at the very top, purposely making the lowest circle of hell appear as the highest advance.Ā
Neither the introduction to the club rules, nor the rumour mill among the Omegas gave away what happened on that level.Ā
Since from levels six to eight Omegas were giving their bodies for all sorts of sexual play, each more debauched and scary, you couldnāt even imagine what happened in the darkest pit. It was too terrifying to even think about.Ā
āItās best you not consider earning it.ā Astoriaās smooth, tinkling voice startled your attention away from the glass cage.Ā
The look she gave you wasnāt a reprimand, but rather a warning. From one Omega to another.Ā
While Astoria was a strict employer, a stickler for rules, she truly looked out for the Omegas. When you were developing a cold two months ago, she slipped you a package of meds which you wouldnāt be able to get yourself.
āHas anyone ever gotten it?ā You asked, nodding toward the golden card.Ā
āNo.ā Astoria shook her head, then paused. āThough⦠There was an incident a year ago.ā
āAn incident?ā Youāve been working at the Inferno for about a year and a half and you havenāt heard of any incident. They had to keep it secret, if there wasnāt even the briefest rumour about it.
āSomeone stole it.ā Astoriaās voice lowered into a hush. āReckless girl was too curious for her own good. She wanted to seeā¦ā
Your stomach tightened in dread. The complete unknown was more terrifying than if you had an inkling on what couldāve happened to her down there.Ā
The golden card glimmered enticingly, undoubtedly luring many of the Omegas (especially those who already worked the lowest levels and their boundaries were partially blurred), but your interest in it disappeared immediately.Ā
āWhat happened to her?ā You asked, nervously picking at the fringes of your white, short dress.Ā
Astoria opened her mouth, but before she could say anything another voice interrupted.
āShe bore the consequences of her actions.ā
It was a male voice. Deep, low and smooth in a way that felt like a thick drop of something sweet, like honey, slowly sliding down your body. It licked you with its timbre from your sternum to the valley below your belly button.Ā
As pleasant as it was, it also scared you with its dangerous potency.
Beside you, Astoria straightened like a string in a violin, her earlier open softness disappearing behind a well practiced mask of professionalism. And obedience, which you never saw in her posture at any other time.Ā
The man who walked in wasnāt only an Alpha. No, Astoria dealt with those without flinching. But there were Alphas and then there were Alphas.Ā
The true apex predators.Ā
There were very few of them, but they were rumored to be able to dominate other Alphas without much effort, as if they were meager Betas.Ā
āIād say that her curiosity served Rogers well.ā He added with a dark sort of amusement.
Your instincts shook in alarm. Any Alpha insinuating an Omega served them well was repulsive, but when it came from a predator like this one it evoked thoughts of complete ruin, of being forever broken.Ā
āMr Levinson.ā Astoria politely bowed her head.Ā
You knew you should drop your gaze down, too, but couldnāt help yourself but look at the Alpha that strode in.Ā
His big, beefy body was fitting for an Alpha of his power. Everything about him looked thick and imposing, even with the seemingly relaxed stance he presented. Golden rings glinted on his fingers as he combed them through his lush hair. As he swiped his hand over his beard, you saw a glimpse of a bleeding sun tattoo on the back of his hand, ink dripping onto his knuckles.Ā
When he moved forward, you tensed in fear, finally tilting your chin down and staring at the floor.Ā
Levinson. It finally ringed in your head with recognition.Ā
One of the four men owning the Inferno.Ā
Perhaps, it was more fitting to name them the four horsemen, considering they created this hell.Ā
āWhatās in store for this sweet Snowdrop, Astoria?ā Ari asked, circling your shivering form.Ā
You didnāt dare to ask if the unexpected petname came from your white dress, or because he deemed you so fragile and crushable.Ā
āSheās worked blue level for the past eight months.ā Astoriaās voice was back to her unwavering, professional tone. Detached from any protectiveness or sympathy she mightāve felt for you. āSheās been promoted to magenta, supposed to start tonight.ā
Levinson hummed behind you. Though he didnāt lean over, nor touched you, a jolt of unwanted caress slid down your spine. If that Alpha chose to really touch you, not only you wouldnāt be able to fight him off, but your body would give in at the snap of his fingers; thatās how powerful his Alpha aura was to your Omega hindbrain.Ā
Slowly, Ari circled you again. His gaze swiped over every inch of you, mapping out your curves, each dip and roll.Ā
When he tucked a finger beneath your chin a hot jolt started your heart into a frenzy. The merest touch, but it filled you with terror. He tilted your chin up, forcing your head to lift and give him a full, unobscured view of your face.Ā
āNo.ā He said unexpectedly, releasing you.Ā
Taking a step back, he turned to Astoria and declared: āShe stays on the blue level.āĀ
Without waiting for any counterargument, he walked out of the office. He knew there would be no arguing. Astoria wouldnāt plead for you. Hell, you wouldnāt plead for yourself.Ā
Well, inside of you there was this fussy, outraged voice demanding you be given the opportunity, but you also knew that clashing with this Alpha would be like scratching at a wall. If he didnāt find you annoying to the point of breaking your neck, heād be at least completely unbothered. Merciless.Ā
Heartless.Ā
Astoria muttered a quiet sorry, which you welcomed with a small, sad smile. Clutching your blue keycard in your hand, you returned to your former level, telling yourself it was at least something you knew well and felt comfortable with. Besides, you were still employed. That was a big win every day.Ā
By the time you returned to your home in the early morning hours, you felt calm and content. Yes, there was still the lingering disappointment at being denied promotion, but you anchored yourself to the stability you still had.Ā
As you walked into your apartment building, you reminded yourself it was the blue level at the Inferno that allowed you to move out of the shitty, very dangerous block you used to live in and into this place. Which still was on the poorer side, but at least the entrance doors were locked and the intendant living on the ground floor was a very sweet, protective Beta who looked out for his tenants.Ā
You paused, after walking into your small apartment and closing the door. Something felt slightly shifted, as if a streak of something not quite familiar lingered in the air.Ā
You gulped, clutching your keyes between your fingers as you moved further inside.Ā
Nothing was moved, not even an inch. There was no one lurking inside as you turned on the lights. Even a few tiny leaves that dropped from your fern were drying on the same spot on the floor.Ā
You shook your head, accepting that your exhaustion and the unexpected interaction with the most powerful Alpha have simply made you more jumpy.Ā
Besides, you told yourself as you started taking off your clothes, Jake - the Beta intendant - wouldnāt let anyone break in. He was a sweetheart, but he once kicked the ass of a piece of shit wet cat Alpha who came drunk to harass his ex-girlfriend.
Placated by self-reassurance, you continued your usual routine. Snack, shower, sleep.Ā
For the next few weeks your life continued the same. At some point you even stopped longingly thinking of the magenta level, though it still popped occasionally into your mind when your knee acted up and reminded you that a doctorās appointment or physiotherapy would be wonderful, if you could afford it.
Nothing suggested your life was about to change. Not in a big way.Ā
Until the evening two guards intercepted you at the employees entrance to the Inferno to relay the request that you go into Astoriaās office. Which in itself wouldnāt be much alarming, if they didnāt insist you give them your blue keycard.Ā
Were you being fired?
With your heart in your throat, you stepped into the office. Into an empty office. Astoria wasnāt inside. However, there was an envelope on her desk propped against a vase with a single white flower, with your name written on the back of the stationary.Ā
Inside was a simple direction to get into the private elevator.Ā
Surely, you wouldnāt be given permission and code to that elevator, if she wanted to fire you. Inferno had three elevators to take participants to each level - one was for employees, you included, a second one for the patrons, and the third one was for Astoria and possibly the four owners.Ā
With trembling fingers, you hit the provided code on the lock and walked into the elevator. The door slid shut behind you silently. Ominous semi-darkness engulfed you. Inside, there were no buttons, no panel to control where the elevator went, no way to stop it, or open it yourself.
There was, however, another envelope with your name on it attached to the wall.Ā
When you opened it and looked inside, your knees nearly gave away.Ā
The golden keycard glinted at you.
That one mysterious card, which you learned two months ago was best to never be given. To never desire it.Ā
āOh God!ā You cried quietly, dropping it onto the floor and huddling in the corner of the small space.Ā
The elevator was still going down. It felt like being dragged to the literal pit of hell.Ā
When it finally stopped and the door slid open, you stayed plastered with your back to the elevator wall. Perhaps, if you pretended you werenāt there, if you didnāt step outside, youād be taken back upstairs.Ā
But the elevator remained open. Soft, dimmed light of the bottom floor didnāt feel inviting at all. Not to you.Ā
Long minutes passed and nothing happened. The elevator didnāt close, but also no one barged in to drag you outside. Restlessness increased, pumped by your growing nervousness and fear. You were scared of the rage that could greet you the longer you stayed hidden. And you became more convinced that the elevator wouldnāt be your return to safety.Ā
Maybe that floor would provide you a different route of escape?
After all, each level had three elevator shafts - private, for guests, and for employees.Ā
Swallowing nervously, you tried to remember at what angle the other two elevators should be once you entered the floor. If you ran fast towards one of them, you could get yourself to the ground floor and run the fuck outside.Ā
Your steps were hesitant as you shuffled to the exit and took first glimpses inside the lowest level of the Inferno. What you saw made your heart drop.
It wasnāt a grand, wide space like it was with all the other levels.Ā
It was a round chamber, with marble floor, stone walls reaching high to an intricate ceiling from which dropped a huge iron chandelier. There was a large round table in the middle of the chamber. Four chairs stood at it like four points on a compass, directing north, south, east and west.
Each chair had a different crest carved on it.Ā
Lion. Wolf. Bull. Serpent.
No other elevator shafts were visible. Only a closed double door above which a sign ominously warned:
Lasciate ogni speranza, voi chāentrate.
Abandon all hope, you who enter.
Though you thought your own hope to have evaporated as the elevator descended, the last remnants of it died this very moment. As you stared at the chamber with no visible escape route and the famous words of final doom.Ā
āDonāt worry, Snowdrop. You wonāt be pushed through that door.āĀ
Your head turned to the side, only now noticing the familiar, imposing silhouette of the Alpha. Ari Levinson was leaning against the wall right next to the elevator, with his arms crossed over his chest and his head tilted to the side as he watched you tether on the edge of the floor.Ā
āThe darkness behind it is not in my tastes,ā he explained casually, like he was talking about not being a fan of whiskey compared to red wine.Ā
āWh- why am I here?ā You asked, twisting your fingers in front of you and eyeing him warily.Ā
āI didnāt apply for the golden card!ā You rushed to express.
āNo one does.ā Ari shrugged. āOr, well, those who apply donāt ever get it. Only one person before got it, as you know, but that was because she dared to steal it.ā
āSo why?ā You feared hearing horrifying promises of spilled blood in slow, painful murder.Ā
āBecause you lured the beast.ā His eyes ignited with dark hunger and you felt the lick of it between your thighs.Ā
Ari moved and you took an instant step back, slamming your back against the edge of the elevator door frame. But he wasn't prowling your way. Instead, he lazily walked towards one of the chairs.Ā
The one with the lion crest.
He draped his forearms against the backrest of the chair, intertwining his inked fingers in a loose grip. That's when you noticed the golden glint of his rings, from which one presented a lion's head.
āFour beasts rule this world.ā His words could be a fascinating tale, if he wasn't speaking the dark, ugly truth of what laid beneath your reality.
āIn Inferno we provide the opportunity for some to sate their desires, but we don't participate. Meetings in this chamber aren't focused on our personal lust, but on deciding whose blood to spill and which power to snatch.ā
āHowever-ā he paused to lick his lips and you couldn't help but chase that micromovement. āEach of us has cravings that we know would demand satiating at one point. Hence the golden card. It was never going to be earned. It's decided individually by each of us when to play that card, because it's a game that won't be repeated.ā
āWon't be repeated?ā You echoed, trembling as the terrifying vision of death loomed over you.
āMeaning, my innocent Snowdrop, that once one of us gets someone down here they never return to their previous life.āĀ
Tears welled in your eyes, your breath choking on a sob. Your life wasnāt grand, but you still liked it. You wanted it to continue, despite the hardships you endured.
āIt means you're mine now.ā Ari's voice deepened into a hungry growl. āYour virginity is mine to take and your womb mine to fill with seed.ā
His words tipped your world on its axis. A hot wave of shame that his crude words evoked dropped into ice cold dread as you realized the fate he spun for you.
He wasn't going to murder you. But he was about to break you and bind you to him forever.Ā
āNo!ā You shook your head, clenching your hands into fists.Ā
Ari wasn't bothered by your reaction, like he knew it didnāt matter because he'd get what he wanted anyway.
āIf it's your poor attempt to lie to me about your innocent state, I'll remind you I have free access to your medical file.ā He sent you a knowing look.
Inferno provided Omegas with an annual check up that included gynecological examination. It wasn't because they cared for Omegas, it was to provide clients with the best quality entertainment. If Omega's results turned out bad, they were dropped immediately and left to fend for themselves.Ā
āIf you're fighting the inevitable,ā a dangerous smirk curved his lips, āI could give you a good, scary chase and fight. But, honestly, that's not my taste.āĀ
Slowly, Ari straightened to his full height. He rolled his shoulders and clenched his fingers around the corners of the sturdy, carved chair.
āI want you to give yourself to me. You're going to splay yourself on that table and welcome my fat cock into your tight, virgin cunt.ā
Another spike of heat unfurled in your belly and chest, shocking and scaring you more than the Alpha's words did.Ā
Was his Alpha power influencing you so much, or was there a part of you that wanted his brutal promise to become reality?
āYou wanted to get onto magenta level because it pays better.ā Ari pointed out. āIt's also why a golden card is a mad dream for many. āCause they imagine the paycheck and comfort it could provide for them and their families.ā
āBut there won't be a one time pay for this. No more paychecks anymore. Instead, you'll have all the care and comforts daily. You'll have that knee of yours checked. Regular physio. Stocked fridge, nice clothes, your sister and her Beta husband's molded apartment dried.ā
āAll of that for being my good Omega, taking my cock and bearing me children.āĀ
Your core filled with heat as your mind bent under the weight of filthy images. Trying to shake it away didnāt work. Your usual numbness to Alphaās presence and your own basic instincts was frayed at the edges, crumbling the more time you stood there trapped with the Alpha.Ā
What he promised for the doom couldnāt be overlooked, either. If not for your own health, then for your sister. They had a baby who was constantly sick, because of the moldy walls and malfunctioning heat. Levinson had near limitless resources, so fixing someoneās apartment would for him be like spending pocket change.
Unrushed, he moved from behind the chair to stand next to the table. He tapped his fingertips against the painted wooden surface.Ā
And waited, watching you with all the patience in the world.Ā
āItāll happen, Snowdrop.ā He said it with no malice, but there was an unyielding force behind it. As calm and soft he appeared to treat you, his darkness wouldnāt recede. No mercy awaited.
āAnd yes, it will hurt your virgin pussy when I split it on my dick.ā You didnāt take your eyes off his face, so you didnāt see how his cock twitched in his pants at the mere thought of breaking you. āBut if you make me go there for you and take what I already declared mine, it will hurt more. So be a good Omega and come here.ā
You never liked pain. All your struggles, while you dealt with them, never honed you into someone immune to suffering. No, you were still very human and fragile, and if there were ways to limit your pain, you were going to take it.Ā
So despite sniffling on another sob, you shuffled your feet forward. Tiny step after another. Ari didnāt rush you. Quite the opposite, watching you walk to him heightened his hunger. It was like a foreplay increasing his arousal close to the tipping point.Ā
ā ��Atta girl,ā he praised when your toes touched his boots.Ā
Then big, strong hands were gripping your hips and hoisting you onto the table. One gasp of surprise transformed into a yelp when Ari gripped the fabric of your dress and ripped it apart with his bare hands. Your bra followed. Then your underwear.Ā
You were bared to him completely. Breath quickened and body trembling as he towered over you.Ā
āLie back.ā Ari ordered.
Your heart pounded in your chest, echo of it resounded in your ears and fingertips, pulsing wilder and wilder. The table beneath you didnāt feel that bad, but it was the Alpha in front of you, devouring you with his gaze that promised bad things happening.Ā
Bad, scary things, yet still some deep, primitive part of you roused at the prospect. There was an ache low in your belly, making your pussy walls clench as you watched Ari loom over you.Ā
A jolt made your body spasm when his fingers brushed your naked skin. A tender brush over your knees teasing upwards, along your thighs, over your belly, across your breasts. He skimmed them down again and back up, rousing your body into response beyond your control.Ā
āSpread your legs.ā He growled another command, landing a slap to your thigh when you didnāt comply immediately.Ā
It was so humiliating. Baring your most intimate part to a ruthless Alpha.Ā
āSuch a pretty pussy,ā he splayed his hands on the inside of your thighs and rubbed his thumbs along the outline of your folds. āItās going to look even prettier hugging my dick.āĀ
He didnāt outright stimulate your folds or clit, just teased the nerves around. Then his palms smoother upwards, fingers spread wide over the curve of your belly.
āYouāll be so full of me. Grow round with our children.āĀ
As he looked at your naked body in dark victory and hunger, you trembled at the image of his face glowing in malicious triumph when he stared at your pregnant form.Ā
Reduced to the object of an Alphaās wicked desire, yet some deeply hidden satisfaction, almost rusted like a forgotten, ancient treasure, stirred from the shadows.Ā
Through the past century the designations have crumbled from the once admirable and coveted. As the world turned cold, jaded and brutal, certain traits started disappearing. Like the DNA of the people itself had receded, instead of evolving. Though, perhaps, it was an evolution towards the harsh reality you now lived in.Ā
Legends of Alphasā instinct to protect and provide seemed laughable, since you hadnāt met a single Alpha who would even be kind. There were no alluring scents, unless someone soaked themselves in perfume. Ruts and heats have devolved - which was praised as something that rooted out primal behaviors, but on the other hand seemed to turn everyone unresponsive.Ā
You didnāt need to worry about going into an unexpected heat, or having to splurge on suppressants, but you never felt desired. Nor felt a craving so deep it messed with your own mind.
However, as you laid spread on the table like a sacrifice for the lion, a lick of something heady and scorching hot stirred the latent Omega inside of you.Ā
As terrifying Ariās plan for your future sounded, a part of you snuggled into that prospect as if it was a safe cushion in the most luxurious bed.Ā
āSuck.ā Ari tapped your lips with two of his fingers.
Your mouth opened instantly and his digits slid in, pressing against your tongue. Your pupils widened when a shot of intense pleasure zapped through your body and hardened your nipples as Ariās purred, pleased that you started sucking instinctively.
āSuch a good Omega.ā He praised. āKeep sucking. You better get them really wet, since itās going to be the only prep that you get before I give you my cock.āĀ
With his whole frame being so massive, you could only imagine how proportionate his dick was going to be. It would be a struggle if you were dripping, but with just a brief preparation he was going to tear you.Ā
āDonāt worry, Snowdrop.ā Ari chuckled darkly, slipping his fingers out of your mouth and pressing them against your clit. āI canāt wait to turn you into a soaked mess with my mouth and fingers, but for our first time I want those sweet whines and cries as you stretch painfully around every inch.āĀ
Circling your clit a few times, to heighten the first stirring of fire, Ari used his other hand to unbuckle his belt and lower the zipper in his pants. He thrust a single digit into your channel, groaning obscenely at the tight resistance.Ā
āYouāre going to feel so fucking good.ā He growled, pumping his finger in and out of your pussy a few times.
He withdrew much too soon. You were wet, but definitely not enough for that first slide of cock to be easy. Which Ari evidently loved. His grin was predatory when he pressed the head of his dick at your opening and you couldnāt suppress the sharp whimper at the first inch opening you wide.Ā
Bracing one hand on your hip, Ari reached his other arm to curl his ringed fingers around the front of your neck.Ā
Then he began sliding in.Ā
A firm, languid stroke; merciless against the physical resistance of your inner walls.Ā
You tensed as the pain increased. It was confusing, too, because you expected excruciating pain. Instead, it was a new kind of suffering that ignited overwhelming, heavy pleasure. Nothing similar to the light, bubbly pleasure you felt when touching yourself. No, this was powerful and scary, but made you crave more.Ā
Still, tears welled in your eyes as Ari broke into you and rooted himself deeply. Your mouth opened on a helpless cry.
His gaze was hungrily focused on your face, delighted in the shimmer of your tears. But then, as he slowly withdrew, his eyes flicked down to where his cock was easing out of your pussy.Ā
āFucking perfect.ā He groaned in pleasure at the sight of dark pink smears - your virginal blood mixed with strings of your wetness.
āYour sweet cunt got a first taste of the cock that owns her now.ā He pushed back in. āNo one else will ever fuck it, or fill it. Only your Alpha.ā
āSay it!ā The hand on your throat tightened and he snapped his hips into you in a harsh thrust, causing your body to jerk.
āO-ā you gasped, tears trickling from the corners of your eyes as pain and pleasure flared low in your belly- āOnly you!āĀ
More tears flew with the next rough thrusts, but they began drying as sensations blurred into something intense and unrecognizable. Ariās cock was splitting you with each slide, your pussy unable to adjust fully to his size, yet it was becoming addictive. A part of you hoped it would never end, chanting prayers for more torment. More pleasure. More dominance.Ā
For his cum.
Your pupils blew wide as your pussy clenched around Ariās cock when that thought unexpectedly echoed in your head.Ā
āThatās it, Snowdrop.ā Ari grunted, fucking you ruthlessly. āShow me how greedy that cunt is for my cock and seed.ā
Ariās sharp bark of laugh resounded at your pitiful whimper when you spasmed around his dick again. Shaking your head side to side (as much as Ariās grip on your throat allowed), you scratched your fingers against the table. You shouldnāt be feeling like this! There should only be fear and disgust, not a warm fluttering of something soft and vulnerable beneath the primal arousal.Ā
Was Levinsonās Alpha power truly so apex that it drew out a response from a stagnant, latent particle of your Omega designation?Ā
On a particular rough thrust, Ari pressed against a spot that had stars bursting under your eyelids. Your body tensed and arched then suddenly the coil was snapping and you were coming with a hoarse cry.Ā
He fucked you through it, his pace never easing. The hand on your hip moved to splay low on your abdomen, thumb wedging between your folds to torment your clit. The zap of stimulation was borderline painful as you were still quivering in the remnants of climax and it brought more tears. It was too much!
You shook your head. Your fingertips barely reached Ariās abdomen, your touch more of a caress to him then your attempted fight against the onslaught.Ā
āFuck!ā Ari groaned, moving his hand away from your clit. But only to use his hands to reposition your legs - placing both of your ankles on his shoulders as he bore more weight onto you.
His fat cock seemed to plunge even deeper and an unexpectedly lewd moan spilled out of your mouth.Ā
āYour pretty tears turn me on as much as your virgin blood staining my cock.āĀ
Ari swiped a streak off your temple before wedging his hand between your tightly pressed thighs, again aiming for your swollen clit. His low chuckle at your hitched cry when he started rubbing it anew transformed into grunts of pleasure when your pussy clenched around him so hard he could barely move.Ā
You thought he was unrestrained before, but your bodyās reaction provoked the truly primal, unhinged side of the Alpha.
He snarled, teeth bared, as his hips snapped into you so hard you felt the jolt of it reverberate up your ribs. The table in the chamber was exceptionally sturdy, but it moved as the animal ravaged you.Ā
The growl he let out when he reached his own peak seemed to sink into your very bones, binding your cells to him on some incomprehensible level.Ā
And when the hot flood of cum filled you, a deepest, darkest particle in your brain ignited with a thousand lights.Ā
It was a new sensation. Not because you were a virgin who was never fucked and filled. As much as that filthy side had you embarrassingly turned on, that feeling regarded something else. As if there was a second entity beneath your skin and it was finally stirred awake.Ā
For over a century it was believed that designations have regressed so much there was nothing left of the former reactions, or even former physical traits like knots, yet you sensed (and feared) that somehow this Alpha has broken through the iceberg of latency and found the ruins of ancient civilization; stirring some curses to life.Ā
Your breath was ragged, each gulp intermixed with tiny gasps and whimpers as you felt Ariās cock throb inside of you, spilling more and more. You never thought that a man could cum so much. It felt endless. And the longer it lasted the more it had your core tingling with need for more.Ā
Slowly, Ari eased your legs down. They hung limply over the edge of the table, bracketing Ariās hips that were still pressed against you. Your arms dropped down, too. One onto the table, the other across your belly, a mere inch above where Ariās hand was still resting on your lower abdomen.Ā
His hand on your throat loosened its grip. He swept his fingers through the remnants of the tears drying on your face, then down across your body.
āI stake claim.ā Ariās voice resounded firm and unyielding, sending a chill down your spine.Ā
His blue eyes were on you. His face slightly flushed, a vein in his neck protruding and pulsing from the pleasant strain. But his words sounded like they were directed at somebody else, not just at you.
Long seconds passed before you sensed the change in the air. A gentle current, as if a draft got in. You tensed, head turning to the side as you felt another presence in the chamber.Ā
Ari pressed his hand over your sternum and pushed you down when you made a move to get up. He pressed on your belly with his other hand, as well. Which not only served to keep you in place, but also reminded you that his softening dick was still inside you and his cum was overfilling your pussy.Ā
Your heart rate increased as you watched three silhouettes emerge from who the fuck knows where. Big, intimidating, undoubtedly Alphas.Ā
Probably the other three horsemen. Owners of hell itself.Ā
They were wearing dark silver masks. Each depicting an animal. Each matching the crests carved into the chairs at the table. A wolf. A bull. A serpent.
They took their places at the table and looked down at you. Then, as if you weren���t interesting, they lifted their heads to look at Ari.Ā
āWhat bond do you choose?ā Asked the wolf.Ā
His voice was as cold as it was smooth; like a chill one might feel when walking into the woods late in the evening - comforted by it, but sensing impending danger creeping in to strike.Ā Ā
āA brand,ā came Ariās swift reply. āMy crest.ā
They all gave their nods. Then the bull moved closer to where Ari stood between your spread legs. A flicker of blue flame from a lighter made you whimper in fear, but none of them reacted. The bull held the lighter in his tattooed hand, his wrist encompassed in a thick leather bracelet. Ari lifted one of his hands, closed it into a fist, and brought it to the flame.
They were heating up his ring with the lionās head.Ā
His crest.Ā
āNo,ā a weak sound left your lips when you understood the intention.Ā
There was no fight left in you. Besides, you had no chances against Ari alone, much less against four Alphas.Ā
āShh.ā Ari cooed, keeping the hand on your chest in place and rocking his hips into you gently. āYouāre already mine, Snowdrop. This will merely be a short sting. Just like your virgin cunt breaking on my cock.āĀ
His blue eyes returned to yours, holding your gaze as he pressed the hot ring to your abdomen. You cried out in pain as it seared your skin, burning a permanent brand on the belly that was marked from the inside with his seed.Ā
āClaim witnessed.āĀ
It was repeated three times, by three different voices, but it barely reached your consciousness as your mind fumbled with processing pain and sinking in unfamiliar contentment.Ā
Ari kept touching you, stroking your sides and your thighs softly as he continued to coo. There was an additional vibration to his tone every few shushing words, comforting in a way that had your body truly relaxing despite the terror it was just put through.Ā
Once you settled down, only looking up at Ari with tear-brimmed eyes, he leaned down. And kissed you.Ā
It wasnāt as soothing as the last few touches and sounds, but brand nearly as hot as the ring burned into your skin.Ā
He straightened, staring down at you as conqueror at the empire he just crushed and obtained. His gaze traveled down your body to where his mark scorched over your mound, then lower, to where your bodies were joined.Ā
Slowly, he pulled out and watched as your glistening pussy gaped and pulsed. A heartbeat later his cum trickled out. Dark hunger was still alight in his eyes. Perhaps, it would never leave. Not when it came to you and owning your body.Ā
You trembled, covering your face with your hands as you felt the mess leak out of you. You saw the sticky combination of your juices, his spend and your blood coating Ariās cock, and couldnāt comprehend why that unnerving part of you was thrilled about the sight. It made no sense and warred with the appalled and terrified part of your brain.Ā
āDonāt worry, Snowdrop.ā Ari sounded amused as he watched you. āI donāt mind the mess. Iāll fuck you so often and thorough that my seed takes no matter how much of my cum leaks out of your poor, little cunt.āĀ
He gripped your wrists and forced your hands away from your face, then placed them on his shoulders. He felt warm and secure under your trembling fingers.Ā
You hated how he anchored you while being the one to break you.Ā
Ari lifted you off the table and set you onto your feet to the floor. His hold remained on your waist for long enough moment that you didnāt topple down on your weakened legs.Ā
Yet, as soon as he was sure you wouldnāt drop down, he guided you onto your knees himself. Making you kneel in the sticky mess that dropped from between your thighs onto the marble floor.Ā
A hand slid into your hair, tangling it in a tight grip. He tilted your head back.Ā
āClean your Alphaās cock, Omega.ā He ordered. āOpen your pretty mouth and taste us.āĀ
You tried to keep your lips pressed, refusing to do something so lewd. There was a flash of displeasure at your defiance and you expected Ari to force your jaw open, or to pinch your nose closed so you had to gulp for breath.Ā
Perhaps he would do that, if your mouth didnāt open on its own volition when he tapped the head of his cock against your lips. Musky saltiness smeared on your bottom lip, somehow provoking an instant reaction beyond your control. It was that new part of you, unearthed by the brutal Alpha.Ā
She made you open eagerly, tonguing the underside of Ariās thick cock as he pushed into your mouth.Ā
āGood girl, Snowdrop.ā He praised, rubbing against your tongue in shallow thrusts. āGet it clean of all the mess you made. Do you like how your Alpha tastes?ā
He wasnāt really waiting for your reply, but he enjoyed the garbled sound you made as you tried to deny it and he pushed deep in your throat, cutting off your denial.Ā
He held you there, staring down at you struggling and choking. He delighted in the tears reappearing in your eyes.Ā
āSwallow around it.ā He was merciless. āOh, I know itās hard and scary, but be a good girl and swallow down my cock. Close that little throat around it, so I can come down it like I did your pussy.āĀ
Tears poured down your cheeks as you finally managed to swallow and it caused your throat to constrict so tight you nearly blacked out.Ā
Ari grunted loudly in pleasure.Ā
With his free hand he tugged one of your hands that was resting against his thigh and guided it under his cock. He made you cup his heavy balls, forced your fingers to tighten and massage them.
Spurts of thick, salty warmth trickled down your throat. You panicked, fearing youāre going to choke to death as you hurriedly gulped it down.Ā
āFuuuuck.ā Ari was watching you with his own lips parted and glistening with saliva. āIād love to fuck your sweet mouth for hours, teach you how to suck and tongue, but having you just simply choke and cry on my cock might be my new favorite version of a blowjob.ā
When he finally let you go, after making sure the very last spurt went down your throat, you were coughing and wheezing. Your hands clutched Ariās thighs as you slumped forward, resting your head against his leg and breathing heavily.Ā
Naked, filthy and broken, you rested at his feet. Leaning into him like he was your lifeline.Ā
Ari caressed the top of your head then stepped away for a moment. You fell forward, bracing yourself on your hands on the marble floor. A few seconds later something very soft, very warm, and surprisingly heavy, was draped over your naked form.Ā
In your peripheral you saw a glimpse of white with streaks of silver.Ā
Ari covered you with it, then effortlessly picked you up into his arms. Defenseless, exhausted and confused, you simply sank into his embrace. Resting your cheek against his chest, you glanced at the softness wrapped around you. A white fur.Ā
Because you were his Snowdrop.Ā Ā
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š What do you think the reaction of the father(amphoreus male) will be, when their kids ask them how they made a kid (meanwhile we just run away leaving the husband to answer the kid's question).
Can you make this as my request too? āš
A difficult question
The reaction of Amphoreus men when their children ask the very question they are not ready for. And the wife runs away.
From the Author: I imagine how they will take revenge on their wife for this at night in bedš¤£

The day was surprisingly quiet. There were rarely moments of complete silence in their house, but now, for a few minutes, everything froze. Mydei was sitting in a chair, sorting through some documents, when his son and daughter, as always, quietly crept up to him.
- Dad? - the eldest spoke up. Mydei did not even look up.
- Mm?
- How do babies appear?
The pen in his fingers stopped. The air in the room became somehow... dense.
Mydei slowly raised his head, only to see the door to the next room quietly close. A very familiar figure literally evaporated from sight. He narrowed his eyes.
- Your mother... left me alone?
His son and daughter nodded in unison. He sighed heavily.
Here it is. The test for which, despite all the years of preparation for politics and battles, no one had prepared him. Midey put the documents aside, clasping his fingers in a lock.
ā Children⦠ā he began, choosing his words, ā when⦠two peopleā¦
The youngest daughter, sitting on the floor, rocked forward impatiently, her eyes wide.
ā Let's not use complicated words!
He closed his eyes. Gods, why did they throw him into this battle alone?
ā When two⦠love each other⦠very muchā¦
ā Well, yes, ā the son nodded. ā And then what?
Mydei looked towards the closed door. He knew his wife was standing behind it, probably holding her hand to her mouth to keep from laughing.
- Then, - he drawled slowly, - magic appears...
- Wow! - his daughter exclaimed in admiration.
- What magic? - his son narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Mydei felt sweat run down his back.
- Complex magic. Very complex. Only adults can use it.
- Do you own it?
- Of course.
- Will you show me? - he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.
- Later. When you're older.
- Hmmm... - his son was clearly not happy with the answer, but fortunately his sister was already distracted by something else. Mydei felt relieved, but then the door opened slightly, and he heard a muffled chuckle. He turned sharply, his gaze promising revenge.
But his beloved had already run away. The battle was lost.

ā Dad, how do babies come about?
Anaxa looked up from his book and saw his daughters, the eldest and the youngest, staring at him curiously. At the same moment, he caught a movement to the side: his wife, who was standing next to him, took a step back. Then another. Then, like a shadow, she quickly turned and... disappeared behind the door. He saw the edge of her clothes flash around the corner, and then he heard quick but quiet footsteps down the hall.
"...Are you serious?"
Taking a deep breath, Anaxa put the book down and focused on his daughters, who were impatiently awaiting an answer.
ā How... Do babies come about? ā he repeated slowly, as if checking to make sure he had heard correctly.
ā Well, yes! Mom said you would explain everything! ā the youngest declared happily. A tense silence filled the air.
Of course. It was a trap. He knew his wife was somewhere around the corner, perhaps even hiding behind a bookcase, barely holding back her laughter.
Anaxa closed his eyes briefly, considering how to handle this situation with dignity. If he started a long lecture on biological processes, they would definitely lose interest. If he said something evasive, they would still ask more questions.
Finally, he opened his eyes and said calmly:
- It's a complex process that requires precise calculation, compatibility and... certain conditions.
- What conditions? - the elder one immediately asked. Anaxa thought about it.
- Well... For example, trust and consent of the parties are necessary, - he began carefully. - And also a special closeness that helps create new life.
- Closeness? How so?
He cursed mentally.
- Well...
And at that moment a quiet laugh was heard from the corridor. Anaxa slowly turned his head towards the door.
- ...You won't get far, - he said quietly, but expressively enough. His wife immediately jumped up and, laughing, disappeared into the depths of the house.
The daughters, not noticing anything, continued to look at him in anticipation. Anaxa sighed.
- Good. Then let's start with the basics of biology...

The house was filled with the familiar, cozy noise of the children playing in the back room and their father, a male amphoraeus, sitting in the living room, leafing through notes from the last council. Everything was going as usual until suddenly one of the children ran out of the room and stopped right in front of him.
- Dad, how did we appear?
Phainon froze, gritting his teeth. He looked up and saw how his wife, standing by the door, changed her expression from surprised to extremely guilty in just a second... and then simply turned around and hurried away.
Before he could even call her, the door slammed behind her. Betrayal.
Phainon took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure.
- Well... it's... - he cleared his throat. The child looked at him with genuine curiosity. He was still a baby, but already smart enough to understand that adults usually did not want to answer such questions.
Phainon looked out the window, where his wife had disappeared out of sight. He knew full well that she had simply left him to deal with this alone. He turned back to the child, forcing a smile.
- You know... it's a long story, - the boys sat cross-legged on the floor.
- We have time, - Phainon ran a hand over his face in frustration.
- Okay. Then let's start with the basics...
He tried to explain as evasively as possible, but with each new phrase the child only frowned more.
- So, you want to say that you transferred some kind of... energy to mother?
- In a sense...
- And then she "shaped" me?
- You could say that.
The child looked at him suspiciously.
- But then why did Anaxa's teacher say that children are born when parents...
- Enough, no! - Phainon raised his hand, interrupting the reasoning before it went too far. The child puffed out his cheeks in offense.
- Well, can you at least say whether it hurts or not?
Phainon thought about it.
- For me? No. But for your mother...
He suddenly realized where this conversation was leading.
- So, mom suffered because of us?!
Phainon felt a cold sweat run down his back. If his boys went to his wife with this question now, he was in for a serious talk. The boys nodded to each other and jumped to their feet.
- We'll ask Mom, she'll explain better!
- No-no-no, wait!
Phainon rushed after her, realizing that he might have just made the situation worse.
#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x reader#hsr x reader#hsr#hsr mydei#mydei#mydeimos#mydei x reader#hsr anaxa#anaxa#anaxagoras#anaxa x reader#hsr phainon#phainon x reader#phainon
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Baby Trapping

Context Warning: Baby Trapping, cumming, non con??
Ravens Note: I did this last minute, so itās definitely not double check. Also I didnāt want to do a full fic because I was lazy.. Sasuke Uchiha Masterlist
Word count: 511
Sasuke could feel you starting to pull away. You started eating dinner alone, making up excuses when he asked you if you wanted to go out, no longer facing him in bed, and your mind would be somewhere else every time he talked to you. He could tell the love you had for him was starting to fade. No matter how much affection he showed you or gifts heās given you werenāt interested, not even the slightest. He felt like a failure you were slipping away from him and there is nothing he could do. NO! He couldnāt! He couldnāt let you go, he loves you too much for that.
But he doesnāt know how to make you change your mind, he doesnāt know how to convince you that you needed to stay, that you needed HIM! Until it all came to him, a baby. Heās seen the way you play with Naruto and Hinata baby. They way you smile at him every time you make the baby giggle. You were practically BEGGING for him to put a baby in you, he was just to idiotic to see the signs. A baby was a good thing not only would it make you stay with him, but the baby also gives him the chance to restore his clan. Not needing to convince himself much longer he started to put his plan in action.
Since you started to ignore his very existence it was easy for him to tamper with your birth control. The hardest for him was to get you in bed; you'd always avoid his advances, brushing off the fancy dates he planned. However to his delight you came home exhausted one night due to working one to many shifts at the hospital. He could tell you were completely out of it bumping into things, muttering under your breath as if you were speaking to a patient. He silently thanked Sakura who most likely gave you all that work. Finally he was able to put his plan into action.
You look so pretty fucked out under him, babbling his name and begging for his cock. So blissed out and exhausted that you didnāt even realize how deep he was inside you. And Sasuke, he was in heaven. The skin to skin contact, the sound his hips and your ass makes when they connect, the feeling of you squeezing him tighter and tighter not letting him go. He took that as a sign that this was the right decision. He couldnāt let you leave him, no matter how hard you try.
Youād always have a piece of him, heād always have a reason to be in your life. To keep you with him at all times. Finally he came deep inside you, shooting his load directly in your womb and he could feel you cumming on him which caused him to cum even more. As he finished he looked up to see sleeping peacefully, he smiled softly and only one thought was running in his head. Why didnāt he do this sooner?
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Could I pleasssse request a smut/fluff fic with Logan where he secretly likes the reader and doesn't like the readers bf? The reader is in their early to mid twenties and has been best friends with Logan for years and he snaps one night when her bf is being an asshole š thank you so much š
warnings: Angst to fluff, asshole boyfriend, he's mutant hating low key, threats, fighting
a/n: Hehehe i fucking LOVE a good jealousy fic, also I based the asshole ex on multiple asshole exes of my own lol.
Things were well and truly complicated. You always knew what being a mutant meant for your relationship life. Having to dip your toes into the water to see if they the kind of person who wanted your kind dead or if they were more open to the idea of mutants.
Even then you ran into all kinds of assholes. If you could even get past the first date then you'd have to drop the bomb that you work at a mutant school with mutant children. Safe to say your dating life was pretty empty.
"You here again sweetheart?" You roll your eyes when you hear Logan's voice. It's Friday night and you're sitting in the living room of the mansion with a root beer.
āYeah, so are you.ā You bite back. He just chuckles and takes a seat next to you. Spreading his legs until his knee knocks into yours.
āWerenāt you supposed to go out with that kid, what was his name Jacob orā¦ā
āJason. Yeah he canceled when he saw the pick up address.ā You remember the absolute terrified voice he spoke to you in, afraid you were going to melt his bones through the phone or something.
āYou really know how to pick em.ā You shove Logans shoulder as he laughs.
āFuck off, I donāt see you getting any action lately either.ā
āThatās because Iām not interested in dating some stranger.ā He grumbles.
Truth is Logan hasn't been interested in anyone except for you for a while now. Its been years and as pathetic as it sounds Logan was too afraid to say anything. But there's no reason to mess up a good thing right? Plus it's not like you've been showing any interest in him.
āLook, any guy would be lucky to have you sweetheart, you just need to find the right one."
"Feels like I've been searching forever. Feels like I should make a marriage pact or something." You say with a groan.
"A marriage pact?" "Logan questions.
"Yeah you know, if we haven't found someone by the time we're forty we just, get married."
"We?" Your eyes widen and you start to flounder. The last thing you want is for Logan to think you're a creep or something. It's not like you fantasize about Logan or anything. Totally not.
"Not you, I mean if you wanted to then sure but I was just talking hypothetically you know. I mean god could you imagine you and I?" The words tumble out of your mouth with no filter. You just can't stop yourself. Logan cocks and eyebrow and you pray for something, anything to happen to help you shut up.
"Yeah...hard to picture you and I" Logan's face hardens as he talks.
Like he thought before, you don't want him. You could just burst into flames right here and now. The tension is palpable. Logan has been your friend for a long time but he never fails to make you a little nervous. He shouldn't have this hold over you but god he's just so big and intimidating.
"You know what? We should go out." You say abruptly.
"What? Hey give that back!" You grab the beer out of his hand and he looks at you confused.
"It'll be fun please, I'll buy the first round." You offer and he thinks for a second.
"Fine."
You don't really know what drove you to want to come here. It was loud and crowded and you and Logan had gotten separated after the first drink. Maybe you just wanted to avoid the odd feelings you get whenever you're alone with him. Plus that last conversation was awkward as hell.
You sigh as you swirl your drink around. You spot Logan across the room. He's leaning against the wall while a very pretty red head is all in his space. Your heart clenches as you notice the cocky smile on his face and how he's not pushing her away. Guess someone is getting lucky tonight and it isn't you.
"Hey, couldn't help but notice a beautiful girl all by herself." You look to your side to see a guy slide into the seat next to you. He seems nice enough. He's cute and all.
"Oh I'm here with a friend." You say looking back at Logan.
"Yeah, he seems busy to me. The name's Carter. Let me buy you a drink, no strings attached I swear." He offers. You take one last look at Logan, that woman's hand snaking up his arm. Fuck it.
"Alright deal."
Things since that night have been, a little off. You went home with Carter after Logan had disappeared. Carter was nice enough, at least he was at first. He treated you nice, bought you flowers. He didn't care you were a mutant or that you worked at a mutant school. He was the perfect gentleman. For the first couple months.
It happened so slowly you didn't even notice at first. You spent less time at the mansion, instead now spending it with him. The kids started to miss you and so did your friends but you were happy and they were happy you were happy.
You rarely saw Logan anymore. Ever since you came home from the bar he had been avoiding you, or something. Carter would come by the mansion but his nice guy persona seemed to fade the more he spent with everyone. It didn't help that one of your students accidently lit him on fire once. That's when the fights started.
He didn't trust the kids there, said they were dangerous. He would tell you that he liked mutants but h was worried for your safety. And he really didn't like Logan. The first time the two of them met it ended in a fight on the car ride back to his place. Logan was a strong personality and the two men clashed.
Soon every time your job got brought up it ended in a fight. He'd talk bad about your students, about your friends, about Logan. Carter wanted to keep you away from there because he loved you but they were your family.
He loved you, you had to believe it was all because he loved you. I mean you had spent so long looking for a man who didn't care about your job or your mutant abilities and Carter was that guy. At least you thought he was. You won't find anyone better. Carter liked to say that. It's hard to come by someone who's okay with what you are. So you just had to believe he did it all because he loved you.
"Do we really have to go to this stupid thing? Can't we just stay in..." Carters hand snakes up your leg but you bat his hand away making him huff.
A pissed off look on his face as you drive to the mansion. It was a simple staff party but it had been too long since you got to relax with all your friends. Carter had insisted on coming along but right now you wish he had just stayed home, especially if he was going to complain the whole time.
"This is really important to me. We don't have to stay long I promise." You say in a cheerful tone but Carter just rolls his eyes.
"Whatever." It was exhausting. To Carter anything he wanted to do was fine but as soon as there was something you wanted to do it was a chore.
"Don't understand why you're so obsessed with being around these...people." He mumbles under his breath. Not this again. You plaster on a fake smile as you pretend you didn't hear him. He loves you for who you are right?
The party was in full swing by the time you get in. You greet your friends, trying to hide your feelings as Carter says something about getting a drink.
"You finally made it." You turn to see Logan standing behind you.
"Logan! Didn't expect to see you here." You tease. Parties were never Logan's thing.
"I heard you might show up, can't miss that now can I?" He opens his arms and you don't hesitate to hug him. You missed this. Your nights used to be filled with movie nights and late night snacking with Logan. It's been so long since you got to do any of that.
"Hey, is everything okay?" Logan clocks the fake smile immediately. He's noticed the ways you've changed. You're deflated, tired. It's all that assholes doing and he knows it.
"Yeah every things fine," Logans hands rest on your arms, he's about to press you a little further but Carter comes back.
"Hey man get your hands off my girlfriend." Carter almost seems to puff out his chest as if he was trying to appear bigger than Logan. Logan rolls his eyes.
"Calm down bub, just saying hi to my friend."
"Well she's my girlfriend."
"Yeah she's also a person not a fucking object." Logan growls and you step to get in between the two of them. The last thing you wanted was a fight right now.
"It was great seeing you again Logan." You smile as Carter wraps his hand around your wrist.
Logan reluctantly lets go of you as you're taken away by your boyfriend. He feels this anger burning inside of him. Every time he sees that bastard touch you he wants to rip off his damn arms. Every time he sees your smile fall or hears your fake laugh.
"Jealous much?" Scott comments, a smirk on his face as Logan turns to glare.
"I ain't jealous." Logan snaps as he stalks away.
Yes he is, he's very jealous. He's jealous that asshole is your boyfriend and not him. He's jealous that he's not the one who gets to hold you at night and call you his girl. But he was too late. So he's got no one to blame but himself.
Carter hadn't left your side since your moment with Logan. Normally you'd be happy about this but he was doing nothing but complain every chance he got.
"Can we just fucking go home already. You saw your little friends."
"It's barely been an hour Carter. All I asked for was this one thing! These people are my family would it kill you to try and act interested." You snap, finally fed up with his attitude. He scoffs and crosses his arm.
"I am trying. It's not my fault your family are freaks! Especially that fucking monster." He says with an extra glare towards Logan. Heads start to turn as he raises his voice.
"They're not freaks and don't call Logan that! He is not a monster!" You hiss. You've had it up to here with Carter. Everything you thought about him was crumbling down. If this is what love was then you'd rather be single.
"Of course you come to his defense. What are you fucking him on the side?" He spits.
Logan looks ready to pounce but he's being held back. If he could he'd maim this guy until he's nothing but blood and bones. He doesn't care what insult this guy spews his way but the second he disrespects you, all bets are off.
"He's my friend that's why I'm defending him. I will not let you talk about anyone of these people like that! You are nothing but a hateful asshole. You can go home and don't wait up because you're done."
You're seething with anger but there's a sense of relief that washes over you. You can feel every ones eyes on you but you don't care. You turn around to walk away but Carter grabs onto your wrist.
"Don't fucking walk away from me!" You wince at how hard he grabs you and that's when Logan snaps. Like an animal he's on Carter in an instant. Claws out and a murderous look on his face.
"Get your fucking hand off her before I slice it off." Whatever arrogance Carter had was gone in an instant. He lets go of your wrist and grabs at Logan's arm but Logan is unmoving.
"Listen here bub, you're going to get your sorry ass out of here and never come back." Logan leans in, just close enough that Carter is the only one who can hear his next words.
"If you even think of contacting her again I'll find you and I'll rip you limb from limb." Carter scrambles out of Logans grip and falls to the ground.
"You're all fucking insane." He yells as he runs out the door.
There's a weight that falls off your shoulders the second he's out of your sight. You let out a sigh as you turn to face everyone. Some of them were looking at you with pity and others were happy he was finally gone.
"I am, so sorry for ruining the party."
"You didn't ruin the party sugar, we're glad he's gone. Now we can really party." Rouge says with a smile, you're grateful for her as this breaks the awkward tension.
Things seem to go back to normal but you slip outside, not really feeling a party mood anymore. You hear the door open and foot steps behind you. A root beer is placed in front of you and you gladly take it. Wordlessly Logan takes the spot next to you. Man you can't remember the last time you got to sit down with Logan.
"Thank you, and I'm sorry." You say. He shrugs and throws an arm around you, pulling you closer.
"Nothing to be sorry for sweetheart, asshole had it coming." He takes a sip of his beer and you sigh, leaning a little closer to him.
"How could I be so stupid, things went south way before tonight. I just...didn't want to see it."
"Hey, you're not stupid. You were in love." Love makes you do a lot of things. Turn a blind eye or in Logan's case. Pretend like the feelings aren't even there.
"No I wasn't. Not really. I think...I was so afraid of never finding someone that I latched onto the first guy to give me an ounce of attention." You groan. What's so wrong with wanting to be loved huh? Nothing. But you deserve a guy who isn't a complete asshole.
"There will be other guys, anyone would be lucky. to have you"
"Yeah? Like who?" You say with a snort.
"Like me." Logan says simply. Your eyes widen as you taken in what he just said.
"What?" You ask in disbelief.
Logan shifts where he sits. Fuck this isn't how he imagined telling you, in fact he thought he never would. But Carter made him so angry and he'd be dammed if he let another dick come and take you away again.
"Like me, I want to be the lucky bastard."
"I...Logan how long have you felt this way." You ask, a hand coming to rest on his chest.
"It doesn't matter,"
"Yes it does, please. I need to know how much of an idiot I've been." You beg and Logan frowns, he doesn't like it when you call yourself an idiot.
"Years sweetheart, I've been in love with you for years." He confesses.
All this time. He's been there. As your friend, as something more. Too wrapped up in his own shit to say something at first and then by the time he worked out some of it, it was too late. He hates to admit it but that asshole did one thing right, it pushed him to stop hiding how he really feels about you.
"Logan..." You whisper as your lean in close to him.
His hand snakes around your waist and pulls you closer. Your lips ghost each other for just a moment, before he leans closer and kisses you. Your lips move together slowly. Logan groans against your lips as he pulls you even closer, if anyone were to look outside they'd see you practically crawling onto his lap.
His other hand cups your cheek, keeping you right there for him to kiss over and over. A part of you is kicking yourself for not saying anything to Logan sooner. So much pain and annoyance could have been avoided had one of you just confessed, but the other part of you is too happy to care. Too happy knowing that he felt the same way and that he was finally yours.
"I wish we had done this sooner."
"Me too sweetheart, but you have me now." He says as he kisses you again. A thought lingers in your mind and you pull away from Logan much to his dismay.
"Fuck, I need to get my shit from Carters place." You say with a groan.
"Don't say his name ever again," Logan grumbles and you laugh.
"I'll take care of everything so you never even have to think of that asshole." Logan buries his face in your neck, kissing every bit of skin he can reach.
"Now, lets ditch this party and make up for some lost time." Logan purrs.
God there's so much time to catch up on, you mourn what could have been but Logan taps your cheek. Snapping you out of your spiraling thoughts.
"You alright sweetheart?" You nod, shaking your head free of those thoughts. That's all in the past now, it took a while but you found your way to Logan and that's all that matters.
"I've never been better. Now, take me home."
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HOW EACH BILLIE ERA IS IN BED
A/n: Hey guys ! Got this idea and thought I'd do what I think billie would be like in bed ! I hope you all enjoy, this is definitely a little different but enjoy it while I work on other things for you MUAH - also thank you for allllll the love on her favorite š there's two other billie series in the works š ANYWAYS ENJOY
! This is starting from when she was 18 ofc and she still had the green then so we will begin w that. - this is just for fun please don't take things too literal this is just how I think she would be. !
Masterlist - each era masterlist

GREEN ROOTS
- I feel like this era she is definitely more on the dominant side (like most of these will be except for one. I'm gunna try my hardest since I don't see her as a sub, you're welcome sub billie enthusiasts.) This was on from silver hair billie and she was a menace. So I feel like that menacingness is still within her.
^how I see it^
ā I feel like she could either be a rough dom during this time or a soft one there's no in between ! One day she could decide she needs that relief and to consensually take it out on you. Other days she'd just need you in a softer way, comforting sex.
ā she's very protective of you ESPECIALLY during this time and sex. She always makes sure you feel safe no matter the situation. It's her priority. Even if you are both fully new to things you'd provide that for one another.
ā you'd sometimes not behave for this era, why ? Because she could easily get wound up. But it wad so hot.
"Are you nuts?" She asks, putting her stuff down. You had just been at some party when this girl was flirting with you. You ofcourse had no interest, but you saw how jealous Billie got. It was cute. So you decided to play with fire. "Oh come on, it was no-" Her hand lands on your jaw. "Don't mess with me. You knew good and well." You giggle, making her furrow her brows. "You're just so jealous huh?" The furrow deepens. "I am not." You up the anti with a smirk. "So, hypothetically if I were to let her do more. Touch me. You wouldn't want that to be you? You would want that? To-" But just like before you were cut off. "Just shut up." She says kissing you. Yeah, she was jealous.
ā with that said she could be incredibly protective, causing jealousy to come easy. You reassured her countless times she was the only one you'd ever want and need.
"You're mine, got it?" She tells you, the thick strap sliding in and out if you. "All mine. Say it." You let a moan slip. "A-all yours Bills. Promise." Her head dips down, kissing your lips. "Yeah, mine."
Kinks: with this one there isn't that many as you both are starting out. But there is one ! She is obsessed with missionary, being close to you as possible, having you secure in the position.

BLONDE
- now this era I can see her being a switch. This era was definitely both, oxytocin and swarm ?? Yeah. Dom. Not much more to say about that. This era she was also experimenting more with her femininity, so I do see her as potentially being just a bit more subby aswel.
^how I see it^
ā blonde billie is forever in awe of you, at your disposal. Since she is a switch you'd either get obliterated or turned on by her on her knees for you.
ā (this era, sub) Billie will always beg, she forever craves you. Her wines and moans, send you mental.
"Please please please. Need more." Her voice high pitched. Her hands grabbing ahold of your thighs as she ate you out. You grip her blonde hair, pulling her back but she whines. "Noooo." You giggle. "Naww but why not." She pouts at you, you give into the look. Releasing her head as she dives back in.
^I tried for that one ok, sorry if its blew I just personally don't see her like that so it's harder to execute^
ā (this era, dom) she incredibly relentless, oxytocin was definitely about you. Keeping with the switch theme she could either be a soft dom or rough one, you never knew what you'd be getting. Rough days, she will not let you move, like a rabid animal she will pin you down and relentlessly rails you. Soft dom billie will be so assuring and sweet, aserting her power over you. Being so gentle while doing so.
"Gunna fuck you so good, you won't remember your own name." She says, pinning your arms above your head as her thrusts become harsher and harsher. "Bil-" Her head shakes. Grabbing your jaw. "Uh uh, speak properly." Her eyes were warning. "Mommy.." You breathe. "Good fucking girl." She growls.
Your body moves all over the bed as she fingers you, watching your face as it contorts, she loves having you like this. Getting reactions out of you like it's nothing. "Talk to me angel. This feel good baby?" You nod. "Words, sweetheart." - "Ye- yes.. feels sooo. Good." You moan as her finger curls, watching your eyes roll back with such pleasure. Biting your lip as the feeling intensifies. "Very good, for me."
Kinks: talking you through it, you being in control. Main two she adores

BLACK W BANGS
- again dominant but sooo cheeky and feral. She was very open and risky
^how I see it^
ā such a fucking menace and a tease you'd have the most fun with this era. Saying that she'd forever do the simplest touches in public but they were always very affective.
ā going back to this era being risky she would not care if you were in public. For example she'd always rest a hand on your thigh at the movies, leading it up to your needy cunt. And oh boy the teasing touches made you go mental. Or if you were at a restaurant. This woman simply didn't care she needed her hands on you.
ā bathrooms are another place, whether it be at a mall or a party she'd always drag you away to have her fun.
"Billie, someone could hear." She smirks. "Best be quiet then huh?" Your eyes full with worry, but that excitement peaks through,as embarrassing as that sounds. But Billie almost wants people to hear you, hear how risky it could be. Hear everything only to walk out of this party letting everyone know it was her doing. Her making you squirm and whimper. Her hands slide up your dress moving it. "B-" Her lips crash onto yours, keeping you quiet for now. But she was sure as hell not helping you later on. And when that time comes she speeds up, having you gasping for air. Someone then comes in, obviously not to pee but to stand around gawking at the mirror no doubt. Your eyes widen in fear. Going to put your hand over your mouth but she grav your wrists, quietly putting them above your head, against the door. Your legs tremble, so close to letting slip a moan. Billies finger raises to her lips, signaling for you to be quiet. The return to your wrists keeping them there. This fucking woman.
Kinks: public affection, Agoraphilia ! She adores to be risky with you, knowing you get shy. It just fuels her.

RED ROOTS
- I feel like in this era she's full dom, more on the rougher side too. Red roots is truly a menace!
^how I see it^
ā this mf is a teaser, she would gladly edge you until your literally in tears, having such a wicked smirk on her face.
ā you would never disobey this era. And if you even did it wouldn't end good for you.
Her fingers were deep, then they weren't. "Hmm all this squirming when you asked for this. You knew what I'd do. What I'm capable of baby." You whine, you regret it so much. She's been edging you for three hours straight. You decided to mess with her since you hadn't ever. Now you never, ever will again if this is the outcome. "Told you I wasn't kidding."
ā this era was very protective, bringing that jealousy out more so. Having an arm around you always at events or parties. She had to make it known you were hers.
She had been pulled aside by people, making you look around aimlessly. A female stood beside you. "Hey gorgeous." She seemed sincere. But as soon as Billie caught sight she excused herself from whatever was keeping her. "Oh hi." You smile sweetly. No. Only she could make you smile like that. She comes up behind you, setting a dominating hand at the base of your neck. You knew those rings. Those cold, rings. You don't even need to turn around. "Hey baby." Her lips meet your jaw, giving it a long kiss. Her hand never moving once. "Oh hi Billie." Billie had no clue who she was. "Mhmm, I'd be on the way now." You grab her hand as the woman leaves. "Play nice." Her brow raises. "Careful mama." Her movements are swift into grabbing your own wrists. "Don't start something you know damn well you can't finish." - "You could've been nicer." You say sweetly. You were just so stupid. According to her. "Nice huh? Sure, but i won't be so nice later." ... fuck.
ā this era stuck to her words so when you disobeyed even in the slightest she'd immediately put you back in your place.
"Come on baby, thought you said you were done being a bratty little bitch." You nod vigorously. "Was I wrong?" You couldn't speak even if she was after that. "So I should go through with a punishment?" Your head shakes. "Then answer me." You let out a breath. "N-no, I promise I won't do it again." Her head tilts. "That's what you said last time baby. You lied to me." And that's all you remember. It had been nearly two hours, the sheets were ruined from countless orgasms, countless missed orgasms. All in one sitting. "Told you. You just didn't listen huh bub?" - "Just a dumb whore." You whimper, needing to cum. You were so far gone, so down bad for this woman. "Daddy please, please need it so bad." She smirks. "What, to release? Only good girls cum. I don't think you've earned that title." You whine. "B-but.." She shakes her head. "Prove to me youre sorry and you won't do it again." You'd think the tears would prove that but that was certainly not enough. "Won't do it ever again, wanna be goof for you. Please let me cum, please daddy. I'll be the best for you always. And if I don't. Next punishment will be.." You sigh not wanting to even put the idea into her head. "The vibrator that you have full control of." Shes officially satisfied. "Good girl, setting your own punishments. Better stick to your own word huh?" You nod. "Cum."
Kinks: degrading, and being called daddy, orgasm control.

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- kinda getting back into the greenish era like silver Billie, such a menace but I can SO see this era being a soft dom. Can't change my mind.
^how I see it^
ā she so talks you through it, words soft and alluring. Her favorite thing to do is tell you how good youre being for her.
"Being suuuuch a good girl, huh baby?" You are a complete mess, moaning. Whimpering. Her choice of words, her voice. How could you not whimper. As she thrusts her fingers in you can't help but want more. "Please Billie." She just smiles down at you. "You want more, hm?" You nod. "Words sweet thing. Use that beautiful voice." Your eyes shut momentarily. "Need the strap, please. Need it deep." You confess. She was proud. As anything, hearing you ask so specifically. "Then thats what my baby shall get."
ā but even if you weren't being good just one simple look would make you fall to your knees. You try and you do it fairly often but man is it hot to see her putting you in your place with just her eyes.
ā this era would never be rough with you, she's just too obsessed with you, always making you feel secure in the bedroom.
ā the way she talks to you, it's so gentle, shes imperious. In the best way. Guiding you all the time. She's grown so much and is so much more mature now. Showing that.
"Too much." You sigh, but who were you kidding it made you spiral more. The strap hitting angles you didn't know was possible. "Never too much, I know you baby." - "You take me sooo well. So good." Her kisses linger on your neck as shes nestled in the crook. "F-fuck! Feels so good." You moan into her ear as her thrusts never stop being powerful. "Exactly my point babygirl."
ā having a kink in wanting to get you pregnant. She curses the fact that she can't do it automatically.
"Wanna fill you up." She says softly, feeding both of your secret desires. "Gunna have a mini us running around." She snaps her hips forward forcefully. "N-need to feel it. Please Billie." She smirks, loving how desperate you sound. "Yeah ? Wanna feel how deep I can shoot it into you. Maybe even make you have twins, fuck!" She says as you squeeze around the strap. Almost as if it was actually hers. You back arches, gushing within and instant on her. The squirting dildo doing the exact same.
Kinks: praising, breeding.
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pairing: lando norris x ricciardo!reader summary: after being caught hooking up with lando, you both decide it would be good for your images to fake date. too bad you hate each other. notes: been loving enemies to lovers rnš«£ masterlist
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f1gossip New WAG alert? After a night of partying, Lando Norris was pictured kissing Y/n Ricciardo outside the club! Onlookers claim they then went home together after thisš He was seen having a private dinner with another girl just a few days ago and rumored to have brought a different girl on his ski trip a few weeks ago.
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user lando is on a streak LOL
user this is so random?!? i was not expecting this duo but im here for it HAHA
user no cause she rarely attends races but when she does shes never seen with lando?š
user omg he better not play my girl, I love y/n
user WHAT DOES DANIEL THINK OF THIS OMG
user I wanna read the family gc so bad...
user wait they would be so cute
user is he finally settling down omg
user I hope so, I lowkey see them together
user im here for it!! shes so much better than these other girls hes been seen with
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danny what. were. you. thinking. you're in so much trouble missy call me ASAP!!!
y/bff/n LANDO NORRIS?!?!? WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM BEING A PIECE OF SHIT??? girl we need to debrief last night
lando norris we need to talk
Fucking fantastic.
Based on your notifications, you put two and two together and realized you were paparazzi'd with none other than the man you hated the most. You and Lando had a very complicated relationship to say the least. You had met when your brother, Daniel, joined McLaren and from the start he had given you the cold shoulder. You didn't know what you did wrong and tried to be kind to him, but after a while you stopped when he dismissed you like a child. You thought you would get along with him after Danny had told you about his interest in photography. You yourself were a photographer and decided to take the year traveling with your brother to capture some photos in F1, but you had figured the fame was getting to Lando especially after his breakup with his girlfriend. He was starting to bring different girls to the garage in every race and you would never see them again after.
You remember your last interaction with him in the McLaren garage in the final race of the '22 season was when the complicated part of your relationship began.
"What are you doing here, y/n? This is a place for serious professionals, not hobbyists."
"Lando, always the charmer. I'm here to photograph greatness."
"Greatness? You wouldn't know greatness if it lapped you on the track."
"Well, I'm pretty sure greatness doesn't come with an ego the size of your car."
"Watch your tone, y/n. This is a dangerous place, not a playground for kids."
"I can handle myself, Lando. Unlike some people, I don't need a helmet to protect my head."
Both your eyes were filled with hatred as they interlocked, each refusing to back down. As the race begins, y/n continues to snap photos, capturing Lando's intense focus and determination.
After the race, both Lando and Daniel were disappointed they were not able to get into the podium on their last race of the season. Your brother asked for some time alone so you approached Lando, camera in hand, knowing it would be the last time you were in the same garage as him.
"Tough race, Lando. I got some incredible shots, though."
"Don't patronize me, y/n."
"You know for what it's worth, I saw a different side of you on the track this season. It's like you're fighting not just against other drivers, but against something within yourself.
"What are you talking about?"
"I may be the younger sister of your teammate, but I'm not blind. There's more to you than the arrogant facade you put on."
After that conversation, you began seeing Lando less and less considering your brother was now racing in AlphaTauri and you were hardly at the paddock anymore. The few times you did see Lando, the tension had shifted into something different. But it was now winter break and you and Lando were both back in Monaco.
You had gone out last night and you did not believe your luck when you saw Lando in the same club with a smirk on his face. Determined to show you could rise above the tension, you decided to lose herself in the pulsating rhythm of the music. As you moved to the beat, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you found yourself face-to-face with none other than Lando.
"Surprised to see me, princess?" He looked at you with a mocking smile knowing the nickname would rile you up.
"Surprised to see you alone at a club and not wrapped up with some girl? Yes, actually."
"Didn't take you for the jealous type, I like it."
Against your better judgment, you found herself drawn into banter with him. The tension between you turned into a strange kind of chemistry as you exchanged barbs, each remark escalating in intensity. A few drinks were exchanged and you slowly began to lose your guard around him and eventually ending up on his bed that night.
You groaned at the memory of last night's mistake and decided it was best to text Lando back before anyone else to get your story straight. He quickly replied saying he was on his way and you began to straighten yourself up.
"You know usually when I hook up with a girl I don't see her the next morning. Consider yourself lucky y/n."
"Still arrogant as ever, even when we're both fucked right now."
"Well you're a little more fucked than I am really."
"Just get in here Lando." You opened the door to let him in and quickly shut it afraid you would be pictured together again.
"I've got good news for you sweetheart. My team has made a plan to sort this mess out."
"Go on with it. What is it?"
"Jeez feisty in the mornings, heh? But congratulations, you are officially my girlfriend, we've been dating for a few weeks now and have kept it under wraps to figure out our feelings for each other privately."
"A fake relationship? That's your solution? No fucking way."
Lando sighed and rolled his head back in annoyance. He knew you were immediately going to shut this idea down but he had planned what he was going to say beforehand and knew what to say to convince you.
"You think I want to do this? My team needs me to do this, I haven't exactly looked like a saint these past few weeks and hooking up with my friend's sister behind his back isn't going to make me look any better."
"And what's that got to do with me?"
"Well in case you haven't noticed, this doesn't look good on your part either princess. There's some hateful people on the internet already slut shaming you and saying you betrayed your brother. If we tell people we were already dating prior to these pictures, it lessens the hate. Not only that, are you really going to tell Danny you had a meaningless one night stand with one of his friends?"
You knew he had a point. Danny wasn't going to be happy if he found out about the brewing tension between you and Lando.
"Please y/n, the internet already likes us together. This would be good for us."
"Lando Norris saying please? Wow, never thought I'd see the day." You genuinely were shocked at his desperateness for you to agree, you didn't think about how this affected him as much it did you.
"Yeah, yeah. It's only for a few months then we could go back to pretending we dont exist to each other."
"Okay fine, just for a few months. And I'm doing this for Danny, not for you." You quickly agreed not really thinking it would be that big of a deal. Just a few posts and appearances together and this would be over before you knew it.
"I knew you'd give in." Lando gave you one of his infamous smirks and planted a kiss in the corner of your mouth. "Now come on we need some pictures to make this convincing."
And so it begins.
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danielricciardo on the next flight to monaco btw. maxverstappen1 yourusername ooouuu you're in troubleeee user LMFAO MAX user WAIT DID DANIEL NOT KNOW???
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user he can have female friends!! its not impossible
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I actually have this request in my head for a while now... but I'm not sure if you be up to do it so thank to let me know if you will do it or not. Fem! Reader who is happily married and live together with Sebastian (when he still human). Until, Sebastian was arrested and sentence to dead. Reader found no long after his dead that she was pregnant. Years later, Sebastian manage to escape Hadal Blacksite probably very injured in the process. He was soon spotted by the kid that look similar to his human self (the kid probably be now close to be a teenager now), as the kid call up their mother. Sebastian was shocked to see his wife come to view.
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Love this dramatic shit, I'm SO here for it!
I'm going to be referring to your son as S/N, so y'all can name your boy yourselves! (I'm real interested in the stuff you might choose, so if you wanna put them in the replies, I'd love to see your baby names!)
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Pairing: Sebastian Solace x Fem!Reader
Au: [Unnamed]
Warnings: Mentions of Pregnancy, an Absent Father, injury, and Imprisonment
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He had been running a very long time before he got to where he was now.
Escaping the Blacksite was only the beginning of his long, long journey home. He had wrestled himself from the depths of the deep ocean and fought his way all the way up to the light far, far above him.
Breaking through the surface of the water had provided him with a hope he never thought he'd see truly grow into something he could really hold. Sunlight and open air and a horizon that stretched endlessly in every direction... Sebastian hadn't known freedom in over 10 years, but there it was.
The way the natural light caught the glint of his wedding ring had him already tearing through the water with a grin, energy back in his tired body. It certainly wasn't his original ring, no, that one wouldn't fit on his new, much larger hand anymore, but the replacement that he got so he could wear a ring on his hand and not just as a pendant was enough of a visual reminder of his love, sending him treading the water the way this body was made to do. He had to get to his wife.
He had to see his Y/N again. That's always what his efforts were for.
It was days before he even reached a beach, and weeks of dragging himself through the shadows and the alleyways, keeping himself out of sight. He would squint at road maps and try to figure out how he was going to get himself home, not very well able to get on the public transport or drive himself there with a body like this. He had to be more than a little creative with how he was going to cross the countless miles between his lover and himself if he wanted to make it there at all. He'd spend his seemingly endless days hopping trains and swimming rivers just to close the distance faster, like it may wash away the last decade he's had to go without her.
Sebastian could only hope she waited for him, though those chances were next to none. She had been there the day he was 'executed', watching him get taken back to the chair that was supposed to put his story to its end. She has every right and reason to think he died that day, and he could never be angry or upset if she decided she still needed to be held the way his other hands used to hold her... Would these hands even fit her anymore? They'd outgrown his first ring... Would they be too big to hold hers anymore? The painful thought was a reoccurring one, and it plagued every dream he had in the moments he would manage to rest.
He's nearing his old cottage now, beaten and scarred from the long trip home, more than a little bit tired and definitely hungry. He's barely going to make it if he manages to get to the doorstep at all, but more thankful than ever he'd made his home with her outside of the city and out into the woods so he might have a moment to his thoughts. He could very well find her with another man, or he could find a completely new family, or even find nothing but flowers and trees- The life that he made with her could be all but ashes on a breeze that swept this place years ago. She could be a memory and this could all be for nothing just as easily as anything else. He wouldn't even have a right to be angry... He wouldn't even feel a right to cry if she's decided to move on.
"SNAKE MAN! SNAKE MAN!!!"
He's shaken from his pondering by an unfamiliar voice, a starry eyed child fumbling out of the bushes like a little animal.
He nearly panics and flees before the brave, feral little boy reaches out for his hand and looks up at him like something right out of a story book- Which, he supposed may be fair given the way that he looks now.
"Are you a forest monster!? Do you grant wishes and eat people and stuff?!" It's clear the boy doesn't know fear, young and small still, with new eyes... But familiar ones.
Sebastian's heart drops into his stomach when he begins to recognize the thick, dark hair and deep brown eyes. This boy is the spitting image of the way he looked when he was around 10 or 11... It's like he's been pulled right from Sebastian's old childhood photos.
Too dumbfounded to speak, Sebastian stands there, every muscle in his body tense while his eyes flick around the boy's face trying to figure out how this could be.
"S/N! What are you doing talking to strangers, you were supposed to be at least playing in the yard and not the woods before the sun started setting." Y/N rounds the trees with a stubborn look on her face and immediately freezes when her gaze meets Sebastian's.
The air is knocked out of the both of them, leaving them only able to stare, and he notes the way she's remained nearly the same as the day that he was forced to leave her behind. Like a flower that never wilts, she stands as beautiful and as amazing as she was when he had first met her. Frozen with an expression he can't place, she makes no motion to do anything at all. The larger man acts first at the realization she must be frightened of him, going to put his two unheld hands up and open his mouth to explain himself-
"You said not to talk to strangers, this is CLEARLY a forest monster." Little S/N beats both of them to the punch and confirms to Sebastian all at once that his attitude is as strong in his blood as that unruly dark hair is.
"Heed your mother, would you? I could very well eat you." Sebastian ushers the child forward with a playful threat, the boy in reference pouting and looking back up at him.
"Come on, I'm only out a little bit late! It's not dark yet! Monsters only eat people in the dark." The boy argues, unfamiliar with the idea of real danger, it seems, but certain of himself the way only children really can be.
"Sebastian I can't believe it... Is it you? Am I losing my mind?" Putting the scolding and corrections on her son's statements off for a better time, Y/N looks up at the mutated form of her lover, hoping she might be right. When Y/N speaks, it's soft and uncertain, a hand going to rest on her child's shoulder so as not to lose him while she's distracted.
"You recognize me?" His heart practically jumps into his throat and he struggles to cope with how quickly she's guessed it was him.
"If not for the way one soul knows another, then for your voice and... Our ring." Unafraid just as well, she walks right up to the towering creature and brings her hand up to the necklace it's strung onto around his neck.
"Am I too late?" Sebastian asks, still scared.
"You're late, but never too much. You had better come home now though." She gets firm near the end and he laughs, melting.
"Awe that's no fair! I'm in trouble for being a few minutes late and he gets to be gone forever!" The boy whines and Y/N seems to laugh when she ruffles his hair.
"You can be out of trouble because it's a special day. Now, let's go home and get you to bed." Y/N's eyes stray back up to her husband, the fondness that was there in those beautiful eyes he fell in love with was something that had grown blurry and hard to recall until now. The way her gaze rested on him so softly brought him back like he'd never left in the first place.
"I think I have some things to talk about with your monster, here." She smiles at him and goes to slide her hand into his, the cold feeling against his palm of her own ring -the matching one to his from the promise that they'd made at that altar a long time ago- made him feel warm again, and made him feel alive.
"Yes, I've got a lot of things I've been waiting to tell her for these years we've spent apart."
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Hiiii!!! See your doing writing requests for Hazbin, Its my hyperfixation so I am in need of more content š so I'd like to request maybe Vox general or NSFW headcanon ( either one is good lol-) with a afab reader maybe? This is my first time requesting something like this so sorry if I'm a little nervous or bad at requesting. I think this is how people are supposed to request? XD
General Dating Headcanons | Vox
a/n: You're totally alright dear! You said everything just fine! As I've stated before, I got early access to the first two episodes, and it's been so interesting to analyze vox's character! I hope I can do him justice!! He's starting to grow on me now. I'm gonna stick with a gn!reader just because these are general headcanons and I want them to be suited for anyone!
fandom: Hazbin Hotel
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cw: SPOILERS FOR HAZBIN HOTEL, swearing, vulgar content, stalking, death and mentions of death/murder., toxic/absuive relationships.
(PLATONIC):
Voxās got eyes EVERYWHERE in hell. There is no escaping his line of sight unless you go completely off the grid. Which is pretty difficult to do when the entirety of pentagram city is covered head to toe in VoxTech.
However, if you don't pose a threat to him, he really doesn't give a shit about you otherwise, and wonāt pay that much attention to your life.
When you first fell into hell, you were mostly confused as to how you wound up here in the first place. That quickly subsided into fear as you noticed the large variety of demons and sinners casually walking down the sidewalk like it was an average tuesday.Ā
Youāll never forget the sight of seeing a demon gnaw off the arm of another and swallow it whole, like it was an all-you-can-eat buffet.Ā
You wander aimlessly down the streets, keeping to yourself and being very cautious of those around you. Your clothes were in tatters, and you didn't have any form of money whatsoever, what were you to do??
You had two options: Somehow find a job in this new horrific realm, or, die.
You didn't care too much for the latter.
This is how you stumble across one of the largest studios/clubs in hell, owned by probably the most feared overlords in pentagram city. The Vās.Ā
You get hired to be nothing more than a waiter/waitress, to serve the patrons of the club, mostly serving them their drinks.
You weren't too fond of the work uniform either. It left nothing to the imagination, and exposed alot of skin, far too much to your liking. The job actually paid somewhat decently though and it was enough to be able to sustain a living. You were quick to rent out the nearest apartment.
One day, while youāre out on the main floor, making your rounds, your eyes briefly lock with the TV demon across a sea of sinners. Call it cheesy, but it was almost like a spark went off the moment he laid eyes on you. Which is something that doesn't happen often with the tech-savvy overlord. Who were you??
He lazily beckons you over with a claw, to which you obediently follow, although it doesn't hide the sheer nervousness written all over your face, He gives you his drink order in that sultry, velvet voice of his, eyeing you up. You gulp slightly and are quick to bring him his order. He thought you were so cute trembling for him.
He begins to stalk observe you closer after that. If you have any electronic devices heāll watch you through your screens, trying to get a glimpse into what your life was like outside of work. The things you enjoyed doing in your free time, favorite shows, foods etc.
He def goes through your search history.
He would start showing up more in the sections you worked at, oftentimes minding his business, but occasionally striking up a conversation with you.
You did have to admit he was quite the charmer, his smooth voice was hypnotic to you.
OBSESSIVE TENDENCIES. If he notices some creep won't leave you alone while you're working, heāll take care of them personally, itās never a pretty sight afterwards. He cant have anyone taking what's his.
You're oblivious to his stalking and possessiveness, you don't think much of it, maybe that's because he puts on a friendly face when youāre around him.
But after some time of getting to know you, Heās the one that eventually asks you out on a ādateā. Youāre skeptical at first, but decide to accept his offer. And also partially because you were afraid of what would happen if you said no.
(ROMANTIC):
Ngl itās kind of a situationship in the beginning.
Vox is a busy man, itās constant work maintaining the studios (especially valentinos temper) and managing the entirety of hell's technology. So, he may ghost you at first.
That being said, He will still keep an eye on you. He often watches through your phone while you sleep, just to make sure youāre safe. Hell is a dangerous place after all.
Speaking of, youāre now under the protection of the Vās, so thatās a plus! You never have to worry about another demon laying a finger on you. They usually never get close enough to anyways.
He very easily gets jealous. He won't show it on the outside because he has an image to uphold, but you can tell every time from that crazed look in his eyes.
Vox is a possessive lover; he wants to keep you all to himself. If he could, heād keep you locked up by his side all day.
CONTROLLING. He HAS to know where youāre at, at all times, and who youāre going to be with (lest you face one of his tantrums). Also dictates what you wear, He likes to dress you up to his liking, like youāre his own personal doll.
Insecure much?
Say goodbye to privacy btw. He constantly has you in the back of his mind and a watchful eye on you. It can be kind of suffocating at times. The two of you have gotten into a few arguments because of this.
Valentino gets jealous of you too. How dare you take his boy-toy away from him? Heās often giving you the stink eye and will threaten you behind voxās back. Youāre too scared to tell Vox, because you don't want to face Valās wrath.
You know briefly of his and Valās ārelationshipā it all had seemed very one-sided and completely unhealthy.
You're often having to calm Vox down. The man has a very short temper and is easily provoked.Ā
Imagine you pressing little kisses to his screen after he found out about Alastorās return. He remains stoic, but secretly enjoys your affection.
Some of the pet names he loves to call you include; Doll, Dear, Darling, Sweetheart, Babe.
Pretty old-fashioned ik, but he's a classy man alright?
He tends to be pretty touchy, always having a clawed hand on the small of your back, or an arm wrapped around your waist. Itās more of a possessive trait of his, to keep what's his close.
He loves having you sprawled on his lap while heās in his screen room, you stay nuzzled into his side, often taking naps while he does broadcasts.
He TOTALLY spoils you btw. Heās one of the most powerful overlords in hell, ofc he has the money to show it. Whatever dingy apartment you had before, forget about it bc this man has you living in a penthouse suite in one of the most expensive apartment buildings. He sees you looking at something in a store or online?? Boom, itās yours now.
He loves buying you clothes, as Iāve said before, you're his ādollā and he loves playing dress up with you.
And if you buy him something?? Heās taken by surprise at first, heās never really been on the receiving end of that affection, so whatever it is you give him heāll cherish it.
If you ever have someone bothering you, or want to get rid of, you just say the word babe. Heāll be feeding them to his sharks >:)
The man is emotionally constipated, ok?? All heās ever known from relationships is what he shared with Val (and trust me that was a train wreck). Heās rough around the edges, short-tempered and isn't always easy to get along with, and heās incredibly possessive which can be suffocating to deal with at times. This probably stems from him not wanting to actually be alone, He doesn't want you to slip out of his grasp, so he keeps a tight leash on you. But underneath all these flaws, he really does love you and care about you. At the end of the day, He just wants someone that will stay.
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This is so random but feel free to ignore but what about a platonic yandere! Librarian? š
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Platonic Yandere!Librarian x reader
Ooo I love this idea actually
Very sorry if my writing gets a bit jumbled at any point. The uni stress has been getting me down just as much as reader š
University was just too much. Deadline after deadline, project after project. You were at the end of your tether and I really didnāt help that it was so hard to find good sources for this essay. Youād come up empty online and at the university library so you thought, why not, letās try the city library. Youād come up with nothing so far, but at least it was less hectic than at university, less panicked students. But that didnāt lessen your frustration and subsequent headache.
At this point, youād been here for hours. Searching and searching and collecting books to take back to your desk but nothing. Every book youād flipped through had been absolutely worthless. No relevant sources. Nothing even remotely close to the topic. But it was due in two weeks and you had to keep looking.
It was late now and it seemed like everyone else had left, the only movement from when the librarian occasionally flitted back to the front to collect more returned books. You hardly noticed him though, music blasted through your headphones, so it made you jump when you felt a tap on your shoulder.
You spin and see the librarian standing behind you, kind smile on his face. āYou look a bit stressed there, do you need any help?ā
You go to reply, ready to tell him that he shouldnāt worry about you and youāll be fine, but he speaks again before you can. āItās fine, Iāve finished all the work I need to get done tonight. Iāve got all the time in the world to help out.ā
āThatās so nice, thanksā you reply and open your laptop to show him the small amount you have so far.
He puts his hands in his cardigan pockets and bends over you slightly to get a look at the screen before quietly exclaiming, āah, I know just the book. Iāll be right back.ā He wanders off into the rows of books.
You continue aimlessly flipping through books and hear a sound at the front of the library. Either the librarian keeps some books outside or someone else has just walked in. Itās a bit selfish, but you really hope that they donāt try to talk to him. Youāre desperate for any help you can get and if this man can find sources for you then that would be a life saver. Some footsteps echo around in the empty library but other than that, the new person makes no sound.
Itās been about 5 minutes now and heās not returned yet and you begin to worry that heās going to come back and say āsorry, I couldnāt actually find anythingā but your fears are alleviated when he returns with three books in hand and two cups of tea balancing on top of them. He placed it all down on the table and pushed one of the cups towards you.
āSorry about that, thought you might appreciate something to keep you going for a bit longer.ā He smiles at you and then removes his glasses, wiping away the steam collected in them from the tea.
You both sit at the table for about half an hour as he helps you go through the books and you make notes whenever you see something or he points out something that might be useful. Throughout that time, you slowly calm down and maybe, just maybe, youāll be able to get this all done in time. And all thanks to this man.
Yawning, you shut your laptop and look at him. āGod Iām tired. I should probably get going. Thank you so much for your help and itās been great to meet youā¦?ā
āAh, Graham. And itās been a delight. You definitely should be getting home for some sleep. But before you do, I have a few more books in the basement department that you might in interested in if you want to have a quick lookā
You tell him that really, you should be going but he insists that it really might help. At first the insistence was sweet, but the longer it goes on, the more it goes from sweet to creepy. You apologise for not being able to stay and head for the door but when you reach it, you find itās locked. Thatās what it was. No one had come in. Heād been locking the door.
You feel a hand wrap round your arm and another covers your mouth, preventing the scream that was about to burst out from your mouth. The hand around your arm moves up to your face too and holds your nose shut, cutting off any air.
You struggle, kicking at his legs and desperately trying to squirm free, but all the adrenaline in the world wouldnāt be able to help. Youāre too tired to fight back fully and the longer heās got a hold on you, the more oxygen deprived your brain becomes and your limbs are suddenly too heavy. You canāt coordinate them and your legs give out underneath you. Youāre hardly aware of whatās going on anymore when he takes off his tie and wraps it around your wrists and youāre fully out of it by the time he lays you down in the back of his car.
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I can't sleep so Star Trek TOS/SNW dashboard simulator
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to this day I can't understand why they're called the Three Musketeers if there's FOUR of them? Did Dumas just forget his own main character???
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You've got to be kidding me
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I know right? A mistake like this would never happen in Russian literature!
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After months of taking care of everyone else on this giant tin can I really earned this shore leave. Now I get to drink, relax, flirt with some lovely ladies and sleep until noon š Just what the the doctor ordered!
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Update: A fucking purple tree ate five crewmen. Again.
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Despite being among humans for close to a decade, I still find their tendency to overcomplicate and avoid aspects of social situations to be confusing at best and infuriating at worst. So much time is wasted on tedious matters such as who gets to 'make the first move' or 'not come off too strong'.
For example, everyone aboard my vessel is keenly aware of Lt. Uhura and Engineer Scott's 'budding romance'. But their need to extend their oddly avoidant courtship ritual, rather than outright state their interest in one another, is pointless, as well as frustrating to witness.
Why do they do this? Why not 'get it over with', as they say?
I encourage answers from all cultures, human or otherwise.
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I'm sorry Scotty and Nyota are WHAT
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DELETE THIS
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SPOCK NOOO HE DOESN'T THINK OF ME LIKE THAT š
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But I do! I thought you knew and were just being nice about it!
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DMing you rn š³
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You're welcome.
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PSA: If you visit Antares VII, stay clear of any yellow plants, their pollen can have some...inconvenient effects on the biology of humanoid peoples.
My XO and I suffered through troubling symptoms until it was almost too late. Thankfully, we figured out a cure in time.
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I can only find info on the symptoms. What was the cure? š
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Do I really have to say it?
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The galaxy if Klingons didn't exist
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Wow. Humans are openly advocating for our disappearance yet Klingons are the bad guys? I thought your federation stood for peace.
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Cry harder you genocidal wrinkly-faced bitch I hope your planet gets sucked into a black hole
#If you think a joke is on par with what they do then book an MRI because you might have brain damage #fuck Klingons and anyone that sympathizes with them
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So I can either skim through this asteroid belt on Warp 2 for 3 hrs or on Warp 5 for 15 mins
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Erica no! That's not how navigation works!
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FLOOR IT???
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ERICA NO
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HOW ABOUT WARP 7 FOR 15 SECONDS?
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ERICA YOU'RE GOING TO CRASH THE SHIP
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I AM GOING TO HARNESS LIGHT-SPEED TO ZIGZAG THROUGH THE VOID
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ERICA P L E A S E
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I know some species are very private, but you'd think they'd share the important stuff, esp when we should trust each other by now.
How are we supposed to enjoy my weekly dinners if you all don't tell me what to watch out for :/ This is the third time this happens to the same person and I had to get the answer why from our CMO
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Wait what did I miss while I was gone
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Spock got wasted on my chocolate fudge cake and hit his head on the counter ://///
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Plot twist: Tokyo Debunker is actually an otome game that's why there're wedding cards (developers are trying to keep it a surprise)
How would the wedding or marriage life be with the ghouls
*Your opportunity to dream of your perfect wedding ceremony with a certain someone š*
Side note: is it actually a plot twist? Probably not
SUMMARY: the proposal / the wedding / how your married life is afterwards headcanons!
CHARACTERS: Edward, Alan, Jiro, Ritsu, and Leo.
COMMENTS: dgsfhaj ritsu wedding ritsu wedding....EHEHEHE IM GIGGLING RN ANON THANK UUUU this is so funny like . imagine the devs were like SURPRISE!! ITS AN OTOME NOW!! i doubt it because theres so many guys and planning out routes would take a hot second (stares at cybird) but yk if cybird can do it maybe they can too................
leo is an asshole i am not going to hold your hand...i am sorry.

Edward actually proposing to you would more likely than not be a SHOCK to Rui and Lyca. What do you mean heās taking something seriously for once? Rui even asks if Edward is aware of what heās doing, to which your now fiance gets all dramatic and whiny about how mean Rui is.
Planning the wedding itself is more of a hassle than you thought. Edward, still as Edward as ever, has absolutely no hand in the planning. He says it's because he trusts his darling humanās judgement with these things, but you know thatās only half the truth. Rui ends up helping you with virtually everything, and if it wasnāt for him, the ceremony itself would have been much more disorganized.
Speaking of the ceremony, you opted to have a nighttime wedding for the sake of your future husband. It would likely be indoors, with plenty of candles for ambiance. His vows are actually very sweet! They arenāt overly sappy, but he does put aside some of his teasing in order to be upfront and honest with you.
I think heād have a small wedding...only inviting close friends and stuff. Itās important that Rui and Lyca be there, at least! Your other human friends may also attend, so long as they donāt cause a scene. Heās serious. Nothing is going to go wrong on the day you and Rui planned so meticulously.
Having Edward as a husband would definitely be interesting...definitely a househusband LMAO. Rui is exasperated because heās been trying to get Edward to clean up for SO LONG, and now you two get married and he cleans up for you? What are these spouse privileges! Edward actually attempts to cook now!?
He might claim itās because of his YouTube videos but please. He loves you. YouTube might motivate him and teach him new tricks but he wouldnāt have looked for them if it wasnāt for you.

Alan almost doesnāt propose. Itās another one of his self sabotaging moments that heās had while being with you, one that you happen to pull him out of when you bring up getting married first. He genuinely doesnāt understand why youād want to marry someone like him, even though heās already brought a ring and wants toā
Wanting the best wedding event possible, he yields to your opinion every single time. He still contributes to the planning and helps wherever he can, but he wants the day to be special and perfect for you, so he doesnāt try to butt in and talk over you.
A small ceremony again! I genuinely do not think heād invite a lot of people at all...itād be mostly your friends, from school and your work (if you have any.) If anyone from Darkwick is on your invite list, I think Alan would be a bit embarrassed to see them depending on who it is.
Do NOT invite Leo do NOT INVITE LEO. Heās already foaming at the mouth the second he hears that you and the himbo are getting married. Also, please have bodyguards to prevent him from crashing the wedding. Influencers are crazy, man.
Married life with him is really sweet, as youād expect! He works, so youāre free to stay at home or work if you wish. You both work out a system at home where each of you have equal responsibilities around the house. For example, if you cook, heāll do the dishes, and vice versa.
Alan isnāt going to catch onto any passive aggressive or subtly attempts to communicate. If you need a problem solved, or just want to talk to him, please just let him know. Heāll feel worse if he felt you couldnāt tell him, especially now that heās married to you.

Jiro probably proposed before he even really had a ring. He just turns to you one day and asks if youāve ever thought about getting married, and if so, would you want to marry him? Obviously you fumble a bit, flustered at his sudden declaration, before Yuri starts screeching at him that that is not the proper way to propose!
Jiro promptly apologizes and immediately leaves to get a ring, leaving you and Yuri sputtering in the lab. Yuri runs after him and tells you to stay there, that the ring should be a surprise for the spouse! before taking off.
Itās chaos. But you know, itās a loving type of chaos. Yuri will be by you and Jiroās sides the whole time, gracefully holding back his two cents during the wedding planning (even if he doesnāt agree with some of the choices...)
Zenji will be there, and he will be SOBBING. Please pull him aside into an empty room or something to talk to him about how much you love his brother and heāll be a MESS. Heās so happy for you two, he just wishes he could be there to help with the wedding. Tell him heās doing enough just by taking care of the two of you. Heāll try to hug you and fail, but the sentiment is there.
Married life with Jiro will involve visits from Yuri whenever possible for his health, so be prepared for that! (Zenji will also be around, but he knows when to leave.) Other than that, things are pretty calm. He stays home and cleans the house, you go out and work.
If you ask nicely, heāll read you bedtime stories before bed at night, and youāll giggle at his monotone voices. Jiro doesnāt understand whatās so funny, but the sound of your laughter makes him so happy...heāll keep doing what heās doing forever.

FINALLY THE ONE I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG ahem. Ritsu is a very classy young man. He dates to marry to the extreme, and likely had a hypothetical marriage page in his files for you the day you get together. Obviously itās not something you know aboutāheāll tell you after youāve been dating for a year, though.
Buys a ring during your final year in Darkwick. You definitely have a promise ring already! Heās actually really excited to make you his spouse, but you wouldnāt know it unless you really pay attention to him when youāre alone. Also, itās very important that you meet his parents.
His mom is really nice and welcomes you with open arms, but his father is harder to please. I can imagine the Shinjo family is very strict with who marries into the familyābut honestly, Ritsu refuses to marry anyone else. Itās a rare moment of him deviating from his fatherās footsteps...
He justifies this by saying that getting married to anyone else would hinder his productivity in the long run. They wouldnāt know him nearly as well as you do, and they never would have worked with him before, so they would lack understanding. Ritsu basically defends your resume in front of his dad. Yikes.
Anyway, the ceremony! I think this one would be quite big actually. Being the fiance of a big shot lawyer familyās son leads to you inheriting a lot of social connections. There are a lot of rich people at this wedding, with a unsurprising number of them actually being Shinjo clients.
Itās a nightmare, to be frank. Youāre not really allowed to be yourself at this wedding, since your every move is being scrutinized. Ritsu will notice your unease and smooth talk his way out of any and every situation you find yourself in, so really all you have to do is smile and nod!
(Pssst, if you want a do over of the wedding where you only invite your friends and make it less formal, Ritsu can totally make it happen! Heās more than ready to see you in your wedding attire and marry you all over again. In fact, he feels he missed out on seeing the full extent of your happiness because of his familyās connections...)
Once everything has settled down, heās a wonderful husband. Honestly, heās worth it. Definitely the type to have cameras everywhere in his house though...just in case you get hurt or something goes wrong, he needs the evidence to defend and protect you!
Heās working for sure, so if you want to stay home you can! Whether youāre a working spouse or not will influence how the two of you divide household tasks, but make no mistake, it will be a fair division. Heās nothing if not fair after all :)
Itās not uncommon for you to wake up and see him already awakeāor, on the weekends, with a book over his face. Kiss him good morning and make him some coffee, heāll sleepily hang over your shoulders and try his best to wake up :(( Heās so CUTE.

Leo...Heās a tough one. Youād have to be with him a long time, and even though I donāt think heād really think about proposing until itās been a long LONGGG time. Doesnāt take it seriously either. I donāt...Heās just not a good person. Leo cannot be vulnerable. If you proposed first heād probably make fun of you before accepting. Heās so MEAN.
I donāt understand why youāre doing this but yk what I support you. Someoneās got to marry him and if you think you have what it takes then go for it. Heās definitely posting your engagement online for clout and being super sweet and fake in front of the camera...sigh.
Heād invite SO MANY PEOPLE to the wedding and ENCOURAGE them to have their cameras out to record everything. At least heās sweet to you during the ceremony, and he doesnāt smash your face into the cake or anything for clout. Maybe he does care a little bit WHAT WHO SAID THAT.
Sho is definitely there in some capacity. Maybe catering? Heād do a good job at it. Probably asks you if youāre sure about this right before the wedding because he sees what a dumpster fire it could be.
After all of that mess is over, Leo switches his social media to a more family vlog type of vibe. This is great for him because he rakes in a bunch of views from posting the two of you doing domestic things!
Heāll help out around the house for sure, but acts grumpy about it if you happen to catch him. He really doesnāt mind cleaning, but if heās cleaning up after you heāll be a bitch about it. He can be nice sometimes though! Lets you pitch ideas for his merch and listens when you tell him to put the phone down sometimes...
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The idea of Wade as a used car salesman found a love of his life during his midlife crisis before he met Logan. They donāt have a clue that heās Deadpool. They just fall in love with Wade the used car salesman Wade Wilson, even see him as a funny, harmless person till one day his partner showing a picture of Deadpool and goes āHe looks hot, could we find some costume to wear next time we fuck, dear?ā
Wade totally forgot that heās retired from Deadpool cause heās in his suit, ready to fuck the love of his life for eternity. š
Wade Wilson knew he was in love the first time you cried laughing over one of his stupid jokes.
Youāre probably too good for him with your easy smile and kind heart, and he knows heās punching above his weight when he asks you out - but somehow you end up saying yes.Ā
At the bar that night he keeps you laughing until there are tears in your eyes and then continues the show in bed. Itās so lovely to have you all giggly under him, pressed into the mattress as he makes you cum so hard all you can do is moan.Ā
You lie there, walking your fingers up and down his chest, molasses-slow as the streetlights outside your apartment silhouette you both in fluorescence.Ā
āI like you, Wade. Youāre nice,ā you sigh, in a way which suggests you donāt often meet nice people. Ah man, he fucking melts. Heās never letting you go.Ā
Your relationship is pretty easy. He never feels like he has to work to impress you or keep you onside, you like him for him. Itās a⦠refreshing feeling, from a world where Wade Wilson constantly feels like heās too much.Ā
He catches the Deadpool keyring on your house keys one night after the two of you have grabbed pizza on the way home; spotting the telltale red and black while trying to keep a pile of boxes in place between his hands and his chin.Ā
āOh, Deadpool fan?ā he asks, trying to affect nonchalance. He sees you get a little flustered.Ā
āI mean⦠yeah? Back in his heyday I thought he was cute, kindāve a shame he disappeared. Merc with a mouth, whatās not to love?ā you pause for a second. āHe reminds me of you actually.ā
Wade laughs at that way too loud and way too hard.
āWhat? No. Thatās crazy!ā
You throw him a side-eye but donāt comment further.Ā
He lets it rest for a couple of days so as not to draw suspicion, but when you make yourself a cup of coffee and his own mask is staring back at him from the ceramic, he canāt hide his wandering eyes.Ā
āWhatās up?ā you ask.Ā
āNothing. Just didnāt realise they made those.ā He didnāt get a cut. Should he have gotten a cut? Would have been nice if whoever had merchandised his face had asked him if he was cool with it. Ā
āOh, look, everyone has a crush on at least one superhero, okay? Itās impossible not to. Theyāre everywhere and theyāre hot!ā
He lets himself digest this. You think Deadpool is a superhero? He didnāt get that much. Mostly he was referred to as āgodās curse to crimefightingā. But also you have a crush on him? Both of these facts are⦠interesting.Ā
āI⦠think Deadpool is hot, too,ā Wade blurts out when he realises heās been silent for ten uninterrupted seconds.Ā
āOh,ā you reply, settling down a little when it turns out heās in agreement with you. āWell, cool! Glad we can agree.ā
Phew. Got outta that one, then.Ā
He really doesnāt think any more of it, or tries not to, until a couple of weeks later when you bring it up in bed.Ā
āWade, can I ask something kinda kinky?ā
Cuddled in post-coital bliss, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin, he pauses.Ā
āAbso-fuckinā-lutely, sweet cheeks. Iād be offended if you didnāt.ā
āHow do you feel about roleplay?ā
He turns to you with a grin which threatens to split his face in half.
āOh, youāve been keeping that under your hat!ā he laughs, āBut, in answer to the question, very positive. What were you thinking? Cop and criminal? Nurse and patient? Iām down to play any of those roles by the way, I believe in equal gender opportunities in the bedroom.ā
You chuckle, but when you tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and try to work out how to phrase the next part of the question, he cottons on.Ā
āOh my god. You want me to roleplay Deadpool, donāt you?ā
āItās okay if you donāt want to! Itās just, you said you thought he was sexy⦠so I wonderedā¦ā
He puts a finger on your lips, stoppering the spill of panic from your lips.Ā
āBaby, I am so down to clown that you might as well call me Pennywise. Let me sort the details and Iāll give you the best night of in-character boning thatās ever been known to man.ā
You look giddy at that promise. Truth be told, heās kinda excited himself.Ā
Wade retrieves the suit the next day and feels a little weird putting it back on, covering his body again with red and black. When heās done this in the past itās in order to go and kill like, a lot of people, not to fulfil a fantasy. But hey - thereās a first time for everything.Ā And itāll make you so happy, too.
You scream when he taps on your window from his perch on your fire escape. Admittedly he should have told you he was coming, but he thought it could be a fun and sexy surprise. He was wrong.Ā
āWHAT THE FUCKā!ā
Wade whips off the mask as you lunge for your kitchen knife set, hands up in a gesture of peace.Ā
āBaby! Babe, itās just me!ā
You go limp with relief, leaning against the counter to support yourself.Ā
āHoly shit! Wade, what the fuck do you think youāreā¦ā
You trail off as you take in the picture of your boyfriend crawling in through the tiny window decked out in his suit. An eyebrow raises.Ā
āOh.ā
āYeah! See, I told you Iād sort it.ā
Anger and fear now completely ablated, you walk a slow circle around where he stands in your kitchen, appraising his look.Ā
āThis is a high quality suit. Where did you get it?ā
āPeter,ā he says quickly. This isnāt a lie. He did get it from Peter⦠Peterās locker anyway. You look confused.Ā
āOur coworker Peter?ā When Wade nods you furrow your brow. āHe⦠he hasnāt fucked in this suit, has he?ā
āNo!ā says Wade with far too much force. Actually he canāt prove that. Now itās an image he canāt shake from his mind. Not super conducive to the mood.Ā
He takes a knife from his belt, and your eyes go wide in a mixture of panic and arousal.Ā
āOh my godā¦ā
āItās blunt! Well. Itās sharp enough for me to cut your underwear off, which Iāve been rocking a semi all day from imaginingā¦ā
From the smile which takes up your face, he knows heās done right.Ā
Any way you ask him to fuck you, he does. Over your dresser. Against your wall. While running the dulled point of baby knife over the curve of your ass as he pistons his hips inside you, getting the mess of your cum all over the front of his suit. Itās filthy. Itās fantastic.Ā
But when you lay there cuddled up to his chest that night, Wade feels⦠conflicted. It isnāt that heās lying to you, exactly, but it feels like heās keeping a pretty fucking big secret.Ā
If you knew, would you still like him? Still want to be with him? Having a crush on a superhero is one thing, but being with one is entirely different. Ask any of the assorted Spider-Man and their various fucked up partners. It isnāt always pretty.
As if determined to take his mind away from this thought you nuzzle into his side, blissfully fucked out. He buries his lips into your hair.Ā
It never needs to be an issue. Deadpool is retired. Heās never gonna be used for non-kinky reasons again.Ā
ā¦right?

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