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orrrr rafe having to deal with a tipsy reader but lowkey being overwhelmed at the whole situation cuz sheâs being so lovey dovey and clingy but theyâre not dating? đ
rafe cameron x fem!reader
warnings: mentions of alcohol, suggestive comments
a/n: this is my first time posting iâm so scared loll hope you like it, thanks for sending itđ«¶đŒ btw english isnât my first language, let me know any mistakes.
âI donât know, Top!â You laughed loudly while talking to Topper, who, to be honest, wasnât actually funny. It was probably just the number of drinks youâd already had.
âGirl, youâre tipsy!â Topper laughed at you while sipping from his whiskey glass.
âIâm not.â You rolled your eyes and tried to take another shotâat least, you tried.
âYouâre done.â Rafe took the shot from your hand and moved it away from you. By the way, who knows where he had come from; you hadnât seen him since the party started.
âWhat do you mean Iâm done? Iâm just starting.â You gave the guy in front of you a funny look.
âI mean youâre done, princess. Letâs go.â Rafe took your arm and started guiding you through the crowd.
âBaby, youâre soooo boring.â You pouted at him once you arrived in the parking lot.
âBaby?â He raised his eyebrows, looking at you.
âWhatâs wrong? You call me princess all the damn time, I donât say shit to ya, big boy.â You rolled your eyes.
âWatch that mouth of yours.â He leaned back against his car.
âWhy are you so grumpy all the time?â You slowly got closer to him, resting your hands on his shoulders and giving them a little squeeze.
Rafe looked closely at your hands moving down his arms. âIâm not grumpy all the time.â
âIâm not grumpy all the time.â You imitated him in a funny voice and burst out laughing before giving him a kiss on the cheek. ââCourse you are.â You whispered in his ear.
Rafe cleared his throat and looked everywhere but at your eyes. âCome on, letâs get you home.â He tried to escape your little grip.
âI donât wanna go home, Ray!â You pouted again. âLetâs stay here; we could have so much fun! More fun than weâd have in your car, let me tell ya.â
âWhy are you so complicated?â He rolled his eyes.
âWhy are you so boring?â You teased him, poking his arms. âAlthough I can think of ways to have fun in your car too.â You got close to him, giving him a significant look.
âStop saying stuff like that.â He opened his eyes wide, feeling out of place.
âAre you freaking out, Rafey?â you asked, teasing.
âDonât call me that.â He frowned.
âWhy not? Thatâs what all your bitches call you.â
âNo! Just- just get in the car, kay?â He opened the passenger door so you could get in.
âWe adore a gentleman.â You said as you climbed into the car. He closed the door and walked around the car to get into the driverâs seat.
The atmosphere filled with an overwhelming silence; Rafe hadnât even started the car. You felt a little guilty.
While it was true that you werenât entirely sober, you werenât drunk either. You knew what you were doing; it was just that the bit of alcohol had given you the confidence to tell him things you wouldnât say when fully sober.
âRafe?â you asked nervously.
âMmh?â He didnât even look at you.
âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to make you uncomfortableâI know weâre friends; I didnât mean to make you feel badââ Suddenly, you felt like the alcohol in your body had disappeared.
âHey, hey.â He looked at you. âItâs alright, itâs not that, kay?â He buried his head in his hands.
âSo? What is it?â You tilted your head to the side, confused.
He sighed. âYou know, all your attitudes and shit.â He waved his hand in the air, trying to make you understand. âYouâre getting all touchy and clingy.â
âOhââ You looked away.
âNo, no, hey.â He gently took your face and made you look at him. âLook at me, baby. Itâs not a bad thing; itâs alrightâitâs justâyouâre kinda cold all the time. Iâve never seen you this way, it freaked me out.â
âYouâve never been with a tipsy girl?â You giggled.
âNah, yeah, I have. I said Iâve never seen you this way. Itâs different.â He turned on the car.
âWhat do you mean? Why would it be?â
He turned on the radio.
âAre you ignoring me, Rafe?â
âNo, Iâm not.â
âYes, you are.â You frowned.
âNah, Iâm not.â He said while steering with one hand on the wheel.
You sighed and rolled your eyes.
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Canât stop thinking about how much Simon âGhostâ Riley loves his American girlfriend.
Unlike the other 141 boys he wouldnât poke fun at you or tease you about the different words you use. Kyle loves to correct you,
âWhens the soccer game on tonight?â
âIts football love, not soccer, âcause you kick the ball.â
âYou kick the ball in American football as well.â
âYeah but...ours is betterâ
Johnnyâs a tease
âHave you seen my swimming suit?â
âYou wear a suit to go swimming?â
âIâm not calling it a costumeâ
âWell it sure as hell isnât a bloody suitâ
Even Price gets in on it by pretending not to hear you,
âCan you grab some chips from the kitchen?â
âHm? Sorry dear canât hear yaââ
âGrab me some chips!â
âGunnaâ have'ta repeat thatâ
â....crispsâ
âThere yaâ go, really outta speak up more sweetheartâ
Never mind the fact he was right beside you on the couch.
But Simon, Simon is different. Never once has he corrected or teased you, to the point where its become a bit of a hindrance.
âCan you stop by the gas station on your way home?â
And heâll just stare at you, an almost blank expression on his face, only the fidgeting of his fingers give way to what heâs thinking.
âThe petrol shop Siââ
âRight.âÂ
Is it because he doesnât care? Or maybe heâs too frightened heâll scare you away if he corrects you? Whatever it is heâll never say, but one thing is for certain, heâs absolutely elated when you start to pick up the British dialect.
You tell people your boyfriend is a leftenant instead of a luitenant and heâs looking at you like you hung the very stars in the sky.
Ask for a âwife beaterâ while pointing at the bottles of Stella Artois in his fridge and he swears his heart just skipped a beat (despite the crude connotations of the nickname)
Ask him to pick up âMaccies for you bolth on the way home and he almost causes a 20 car pileup because he has to hide his burning face.
Tell him you like the black jumper heâs wearing and theres three more in the online cart already.
And when you start swearing like a âproper britâ heâs ready to get down on one knee. He hears you mutter âbloody hellâ from across the flat as you listen to news report an expected 10cm of rain for today and for the first time in his life heâs thanking god Manchester is such a dreary place.
Youâve become part of his life, he hadnât scared you off, you hadnât gotten tired of him. You wanted to be here, you wanted him. Youâve been here long enough to pick it up, youâve spent enough time together even your words are beginning to match each other, and theres nothing in the world that could make him happier. So heâll never once correct you or tease you when you ask to go on a vacation even if heâs blindly nodding along to your requests and scurrying off to the bathroom later to look it up and figure out you wanted to go on holiday with him. Cursing under his breath while he fishes his phone from the sink because he dropped it in his shock at the revelation you wanted to go on holiday with him. Give him two days and heâs already bought the tickets
Sorry for the lack of posting! Schools been getting busy and I'm working on getting a draft of a book ready to send to a publisher so it's been a bit hectic but I absolutely love posting for you guys here on tumblr (srsly all your comments make my day) so I'm going to try and keep posting as regularly as I can! working on a longer chapter for my Ghost and Soap's roomie series rn so that should be out somewhat soon! thank you all so so much for your support.
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ITâS NOT WORTH TRYING TO LEARN OTHER PEOPLEâS LOVE LANGUAGES.
p â MYUNG JAEHYUN x fem! reader. g â humor, fluff, park sungho learns a lesson about minding his own business. w â swearing, death threats (as a form of flirting). 1.5k words.
requested by â @gluion âgo kill yourself x âiâm pretty sure they have a crush on meâ
note â part of my ship dynamics: insane edition gimmick. this is very the breakup soup coded. i just like writing about a bunch of idiots stressing about the dumpster fire love life of their friend. enjoy.
myung jaehyunâs friends are pretty sure heâs had a very stable, very loving, very normal upbringing.
âstop staring at me, you fucking creep.â
âsorry, i didnât mean to make your heart flutter. canât help it when youâre so pretty.â
âiâll stab your fucking eyes out.â
âmy eyes are all yours, pretty.â
so they canât wrap their head around why heâs acting like he has not a single ounce of self-respect in his body. sungho and leehan watch as their pitiful friend gets shut down again by the most venomous glare, hostile sneer, deflected by the biggest pair of heart eyes in the world thatâs ever longingly following your disappearing figure out the library door. âshe wants me so bad,â he concludes with a self-righteous smile as he arranges his notes into one neat stack. sungho and leehan share a look. god almighty, please grant their friend wisdom and salvation.
âwhat...what makes you say that?â sungho attempts to prod. the first step to finding a solution is to figure out the situation. they need to know why myung jaehyun is so down bad for you, and why heâs so convinced that you feel the same way.
âhuh?â jaehyun perks up. like heâs genuinely confused sungho has to ask that. âshe was so flustered earlier. couldnât you tell? it was adorable.â
âshe threatened to mutilate youâŠ?âÂ
jaehyun beams. âshe sure did.â
there...there is no point trying to understand him, sungho concludes. leehan is, for lack of a better word, getting mildly frustrated. âhyung, what the hell?â he raises. âif telling someone you want them dead is an indication of romantic feelings, then my middle school bullies mustâve been head over heels for me.â
a silence. a pause. âweâll unpack that later,â sungho tells him. then shifts his attention back to problem child number one. âyou. youâre a grown man who has full autonomy over his actions and feelings, and i know that. but as your friend, i just canât keep watching you being disrespected, jaehyun. i canât help but get angry on your behalf when you greet her good morning and alll she does is tell you to go fuck yourself!â
admittedly, sungho got a little bit heated at the end there. but he has every right to feel this emotion on behalf of his dense and seemingly unaffected friendâ who is still sitting there, a smile on his face, hands on his lap like a patient buddha who has learned the true meaning of peace and serenity.
âsungho-yah,â jaehyun starts with a pleasant hum. âthereâs no need to worry. the feeling is totally mutual. iâm telling you, she likes me back.â
speechless.
in fact, sungho and leehan are beyond speechless. they have no idea where this ungrounded certainty comes from. they certainly have even less of an idea on how to fix his lovesickness, bordering on insanity.
so, reasonablyâ they call for backup.
âthe only way for him to get his shit together is if he asks her out for real and finally gets rejected for good,â taesan declares confidently. somehow, they see a point. riwoo lets out an echo of agreement. woonhak asks why theyâre all excluding jaehyun from this after school garage meeting. âdo you guys know when heâs planning on doing that?â
âno idea,â leehan answers. âbut maybe we can pressure him into it.â
âso, should we encourage him instead of telling him to give it up?â sungho raises. taesan affirms. sungho lets out a grunt and a huff. âgod, thatâs gonna be tough.â
a resounding voice of dissent arises from woonhak. âi donât get why youâre all going against jaehyun-hyung!â he yells indignantly. âlet hyung love whoever he wants! this is a free country! you guys canât dictate his love!â
âheâs received fuck youâs straight in the face and swears sheâs flirting, woonhak. youâre too young to understand.â
itâs four votes against one. woonhak canât win against his hyungâs determination to save myung jaehyun from his self-dug pit of pitifulness that heâd been in ever since laying eyes on you at the freshman orientation. god, they never shouldâve went. he never shouldâve shot down jaehyunâs suggestion to just skip it. maybe then, myung jaehyun would still be normal.
but this is not the time to lament and regret. itâs time for sungho to right his wrongs. itâs time to bring jaehyunâs self-respect back, they decide. and it starts with a wake-up call in the form of your inevitable, brutal rejection.Â
which, for some reason, does not happen as planned.
âwhat?â
âweâre going on a date.â jaehyun is as chipper as ever and sunghoâs ears are starting to ring. âthanks for the encouragement, sungho!â
itâs ringing. itâs ringing so badly. âwait, what do you mean youâre going on a date?â he attempts to clarify, grabbing jaehyun by the shoulders because this is two-parts concerning, one-part kind ofâŠproud? this guy actually succeeded? âshe said yes? she didnât tell you to fuck off and die in a hole?â
âshe did. she looked pretty while saying it.â jaehyun answers with a bright grin. nevermind. this is all parts concerning. sungho âshe also told me sheâd kill me if i pick her up late after her class tomorrow. weâre going to have dinner at the thai restaurant that just opened. riwoo recommended it.â
sungho does not understand. he cannot understand because you, who seems to hate all of myung jaehyunâs guts for no discernible reason, agreed to go on a date with him? hello? has jaehyun been right this whole time? do you really reciprocate his feelings? or is this just some new form of torture? is his friend a masochist? is he the weird one for making a big fucking deal out of this? is this how relationships work nowadays?
a thought enters sunghoâs mind.
hold on a secondâ
âanyway, i gotta go, dude. a pretty girl is waiting for me.â
âwhat if this date is a ploy for you to finally get the chance to kill him?
oh my god.
âwait!â sunghoâs face is pale. his eyes are wide and frantic. âdonâtâdonât go on the date!â
âhm?â jaehyun bats his eyes at him, taking a moment to think. then sparkles in realization. âoh! donât worry. iâm not gonna show up looking like this. iâm gonna head home first to change.â
âthatâs not the problem! jaehyun! no! no!â
this is it, his friend is going to die. that is, unless, he shows up on your date just in time to stop it. yes. thereâs still a chance. he knows where the date is happening. heâs gonna tell the rest of them because thereâs no way in hell theyâd allow myung jaehyunâs cause of death to read stupidity by misconstruing your murderous intent as affection. they are not only going to save jaehyunâs lifeâ but his dignity as well.
âremember, be quiet. be inconspicuous. they canât figure out weâre here.â
hopefully, things go as planned this time. all five of them are gathered in a booth at the said thai restaurant, the eventual scene of the crime unless they do something about it. sungho is surveying the scene to find where you and jaehyun are seated. leehan nearly trips over his unnecessarily long trench coat while trying to cover more ground. woonhak is using the menu as cover but has since gotten distracted and has started to pick out his order with riwoo and taesan. âhyung, is the khao soi good?â
âyeah, we should order it.â
âwhat drinks should we get?â
this is hopeless. this is a mess. their best friend is about to die and all they can think about is dinner.
no matter. sungho can still take care of this himself. his eyes scan the main restaurant wing, from left to right, until his eyes double over in a screeching halt to the back of a very familiar round headâ
âhuh.â
the back of a very familiar round head that doesnât seem to be facing the threat of decapitation.
sungho sees you and jaehyun sitting across from one another, jaehyunâs fairly loud voice raising over the music and utensils clattering, people chatting and passing by. âyouâve got something on your face.â
âtouch my face, and iâll kill yâ hey!â
first of all, sungho wants to claw his own eyes out seeing his friend being disgustingly sweet. second, jaehyun did touch your face with a napkin and it does not seem like youâre attempting to murder him. in fact, you look flustered even. flushed despite the harbored glare, still seated despite your apparent derision and disgust. the back of jaehyunâs head looks exceedingly happy. the dots arenât connecting. sungho is malfunctioning.Â
âshouldâŠshould we interfereâŠ?â leehan asks, his nose barely peeking out of the trench coat collar.
âi think...i think we should just leave them alone.â
âbut isnât his life in danger?â
âi misunderstood.â
forget misunderstanding. sungho canât even behind to understand in the first place and has settled that he wouldnât even try so long as myung jaehyun is happyâ happy with being on the receiving end of fuck youâs and go to hellâs in response to his youâre so prettyâs and see you tomorrowâs, happy with getting his advances swatted away and shut down, happy with whatever the fuck is going on between you and him that sungho really canât just wrap his head around.
ITâS NOT WORTH TRYING TO LEARN OTHER PEOPLEâS LOVE LANGUAGES. © hannie-dul-set, 2024.
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INTERVIEW 030. KICK-ASS murdrtober 2024 remnants. sex machines
Really, you and Kick-Ass should have a handler. Maybe that would keep the two of you from getting into irresponsible, and frankly, odd, situations. Such as this one. 1k+ words MDNI 18+
God, this is so irresponsible. The two of you are irresponsible.Â
You originally offered to team up with Kick Ass to watch each otherâs backs and hold each other accountable. A team, albeit a small one, nothing comparable to Justice Forever.
No other superhero is as active as the two of you, and being alone was never a good look, especially for you. So you needed someone with you, someone strong and recognizable. Someone who sent a message to anyone who even had the idea to threaten you.Â
Who better than Kick Ass? Plus, you thought he was reliable. Save for the brief stretch where everyone assumed he abandoned his patrols, Kick Ass had been a steady figure in the community, always there to help whoever needed it. In the idea you conjured up of him, he would be that sort of figure in private, too. Someone who would keep you from dicking around as soon as there was a lull on the streets.Â
Someone who would keep your head straight on your shoulders.Â
Unfortunately, Kick Ass seemed to be as much of a dumbass as youâpossibly even more.Â
âI mean ⊠when else are you gonna have the opportunity to use something like this.â
And Kick Ass does have a point. The two of you already got what you came here forâa tiny harddrive tucked in your top that you know to have intel about the latest crime boss to terrorize your neighborhood. The penthouse is empty otherwise, and the owner shouldnât be back for a while, considering she's serving time and all.Â
You and Kick Ass have the place all to yourselves, but that shouldnât matter. You should be leaving the way you came out, but as Kick Ass claims: whereâs the fun in that?
âWhatâs it feel like?âÂ
You swallow a moan before attempting to respond, and even when you do, you speak methodically, trying to ward off the way your voice threatens to wobble.Â
âIt feels like Iâm being fucked by a machine.â
Kick Ass scoffs. You watch him put his hands on his hips, the muscles in his back flexing. Has his suit shrunk in the wash, or is he just getting buffer by the day? Knowing Kick Ass, it could truly be either. His head turns to the side as if heâs about to turn around, but he stops at the last minute, likely remembering that the one thing you had asked of him was to not look.Â
âWell thatâs not very descriptive.â
âOh, Iâm sorry, did you want me toââ Whatever snarky comeback you were going to throw at him embarrassingly dies before it can be completely born. You canât help but let out this moan, and to make matters worse, itâs loud.Â
Louder than the mechanical whirring of the machine working. Louder than the squelch of your cunt sucking up the silicone dildo attached at the end of the mechanism.Â
You think you see Kick Ass physically shudder, but you canât tell when youâre struggling to keep your eyes open.Â
âIs it âŠâ Kick Ass hesitates. He clears his throat and tries again. âIs it better than ⊠you know ⊠a guy?âÂ
You donât say anything for a minute, too busy trying to balance focusing on the pleasure and attempting to figure out where to go from here. Eventually, you simply say, âKick Ass?â
When he says, âYeah,â his voice cracks, but neither of you acknowledge it.Â
âYou can turn around.â
You expected him to question your change of heart. Maybe ask if you were sure. But he doesnât. He just turns around, the heavy thud of his Timberlands knocking against the hardwood floors one after the other.Â
You watch his light eyes settle on your face at first, and then slowly crawl down until heâs watching the faux-cock slip in and out of you. His lips part, a voiceless word slipping past them and out into the air.Â
You donât have to tell him to come closer, he does that completely on his own. He kneels beside you, attentive eyes flickering back and forth between your spread legs and your eyes with a slight squint that leads you to believe he might need glasses.
Whatever barrier that existed between the two of you before has been completely broken down. Youâll never come back from this, so you might as well feed into it.Â
When you tell him to kiss you, he doesnât hesitate. His gloved hands hold your face in place as he practically assaults his mouth with his. Itâs sloppy, uncoordinated, and so hot. Youâre feeding him moans and he quickly swallows them. Youâre sliding your tongue and tongue, mimicking the action of licking ice cream. At one point, you suck Kick Assâ tongue into your mouth, and he whimpers like a girl. You think he might wet like one, too.Â
Only one way to find out.Â
When you pull away, unattractively heaving in breaths of air, you ask him, âDo you wanna fuck me instead? Help me see which is better?â
The pressure is definitely on for him, but heâs so eager with the way he slips his suit and Timberlandâs off that you donât think this could go wrong. And youâre so, so right.Â
Kick Assâ eagerness is as useful as it is attractive. You expected his thrusts to be strong and jack hammering, and for a second it is, until you tell him to slow down and then he has passion behind it. Grinding his cock into you, sending all of his length deeper and deeper and gliding his girth along the ridges of your walls. Itâs so much better than the unforgiving pace of the machine, and you make sure he knows, too.Â
Scratching his back, threading your fingers into the curls youâd never seen before today, wrapping your ankles around his back and pulling him as deep as you can get him. You donât know what you expected, but he certainly exceeds your expectations.Â
He does wet like a girl, too.
And heâs loud. So vocal as he sings praises about how good your cunt feels (your pussy, as he calls it), how thankful he is that youâre letting him do this, how heâs thought of this ever since the two of you teamed up for the first time.
âI know, Kick-Ass,â you tell him, minutely nodding as you dig your fingernails into the cushion beneath you. âI know. Me too.â
âDave,â he corrects.
You tell him your name, and then not even a second later youâre moaning his name. He slumps forward, nestling his head into the crook of your neck. His hand comes to the top of your head, holding you to him as you wrap your arms around his shoulders.
âYou close?â
You nod, your nose brushing against his shoulder as your breathing increases. âIâm so close, Dave.â
âYeah? You gonna come?â Dave asks, and you can hear the smile when he says it.
You hit him, because you just said that, but all of the strength in your body is focused on getting you there so itâs nothing more than a weak punch that actually makes him laugh.
âProve it to me,â he taunts, the competitive side to him that you're so used to coming out. âCâmon. Show me.â
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A Supernatural Ă Batman crossover where the Batfam are actual cryptids and the brothers are sent to hunt them, only to find out that these guys are pretty much immortal, god like beings whose only weaknesses are each other, the sun and some weird sentient manifestation of their home city that they seem to care about, and most of them already grew out of the second one, since, apparently, the sun only affects them when they're newborns/newly transformed/changed.
The whole reason they ended up in Gotham in the first place was because of some online rumors saying that there is a demon cult in the city, as well as BlĂŒdhaven [it's true, partially, the Bat clan has had several cults and/or religions painting them as godly beings/saviours of Gotham throughout the years, still do (imagine the colonies from F'ing Demon Bats, only this time the cryptid part of them is actually real)] along with shrines for human sacrifices.
At first they thought the locals sold themselves to a Pagan God in exchange for their safety, that the shrines and "holy grounds" spread throughout the city were for blood and human sacrifices and the creatures were feeding on the souls of their followers or something.
Turns out, that couldn't be further from the truth. Yes there were bloody sacrifices at the shrines, but most of the time those were just grieving kids bringing their dead pets to silence's holy grounds for them to be healed, or taken care of, by the spirit and have their souls at peace. But, again, that was rare, and only occurred at the holy grounds themselves rather than the shrines people attended to daily.
Majority of those shrines were filled with books, art supplies, music boxes with ballerinas and, sometimes, you could even find a few trinkets and computer parts, as well as the occasional plates and plastic boxes filled with home cooked meals, sometimes they even put pots and kettles filled to the brim with savory goods and nice tea. Nobody ever touched the food, not even the poor and desperate, when asked why all the brothers received were looks of horror and hushed whispers about how "The bats don't like thieves" and "They'll stop coming by the shrine, maybe even destroy it if we do that"
Dean didn't like it, neither did Sam, they didn't like how the locals, people who barely even bat an eye when they see a dead body on their way to work, get so scared and terrified as soon as they hear of something that might displease the Bats. They tried asking around, trying to figure out what is it that makes them so scared of their dearly beloved deities, after all, they talk about them like such a wonder, like they're the best thing that ever happened to them. Hell, one of them is named Mercy and was revered for its compassion and understanding of those around them.
They only got their answer when investigating a place called Crime Alley. They locals were all the same, if not even more reserved than their city's counterparts, but there was one person, a young girl who couldn't be older than ten that said she'll be willing to answer their questions in return for some money and stories from their time as hunters. They were reluctant at first, but seeing as they haven't had much of an option, they agreed.
"So, Masey" Dean started
"Missy" she corrected
"Right, sorry, Missy, you said that you could tell us what's up regarding those demons"
"Deities" she said sternly, the man simply nodded "And yes, I can do that, but you'll have to do something for me first"
"And what would that be?"
"You said you were a hunter, right?" He nodded "And you also said you have some money. So I want you to give me two hundred dollars, cash, and a written story containing at least three of your adventures with your partner. You can't use big fonts, lie or omit any details from the story, it needs to be one hundred percent real and legible and needs to be at least fifty pages, understood?"
Dean was confused, confused and worried. Why would this child need a story about them hunting monsters? And why did she need it to be so long and accurate? Was she trying to sell them out to the Bats or something? Why was this so important?
A million questions flooded his head and looking at Sammy, he could tell the feeling was very much mutual.
"Um Missy" it was Sam talking to her this time "Why would you want a story of us hunting like that? We could tell you about our time together on the field, if you want, but why do you need that written so meticulously?"
The little girl shook her head before he even finished speaking "No, no, I need it written"
"How so?"
"For Passion, of course"
"Passion?"
"Yeah, Passion, the component watching over Crime Alley, it loves reading stories but only when they're worth it. It doesn't like when people give them stories only to please it or for it to give them undeserved attention. It needs to be good and interesting, a story about two hunters will definitely do that"
The two hunters met each other's eyes, both their expressions filled with worry, apprehension and suspicion.
"And why all the other rules? Why does have to be so long and accurate?"
The girl tilted her head, looking at them as though they've said something stupid "Because you're introducing yourself, maybe"
"I can't just tell you guys all there is to know about the Bat without at least one of the components acknowledging you guys and giving me permission to share that information with outsiders"
"And what makes you think it won't just kill us as soon as it realizes what we do for a living?" They might've been desperate, but that doesn't mean they're going to give an essay about their weaknesses and hunting methods to a freaky, probably homicidal spirit on a silver platter
"Because they like people like you, people who put their lives on the line in order to help those around them. Also" she leveled her gaze with Dean's, which was pretty impressive considering she barely reached his hip "Had it wanted you dead, you wouldn't have been able to take two steps inside Crime Alley without having a heart attack, or your head magically disappearing"
The two brothers tensed, the taller's eyes rapidly scanning their surroundings, hands fishing out a weird cellular device, probably an EMF reader or maybe a bottle of holy water, as the shorter failed to keep up his confident facade in front of the (probably) ten year old (because Dean isn't going to be spooked by a kid that hasn't even reached the double digits yet, he's đŻđ°đ”)
The little girl laughed, completely ignoring their - very justified!!! - panic "Relax, would ya? Passion doesn't kill people unless they feel like it's necessary"
They didn't seem to be very relaxed, she didn't care, she just told them to meet her again on the border of Crime Alley and its neighbor city in a week, before leaving.
Two hours later, Carrie Kelley was skipping into the main living room of Wayne Manor, where several of her siblings played video games and with their father reading the newspaper on the side, the perfect illusion of a normal, happy, completely human family.
She walked up to Bruce, sitting on the arm of his sofa as the last of her illusion magic slipped away
"Did you do it?"
"I offered them the deal, still not sure if they'll end up actually agreeing to it"
"Mn. You did well"
The young teen preened under the praise, thanking her father before going off to boast and scheme with the rest of her siblings, they were up planning contingencies and devising plans until Sundown.
#cryptid batfam#spn x Batman#dean winchester#sam winchester#dean and sam#dean and sam winchester#sam and dean#sam and dean winchester#the winchester brothers#winchester brothers#carrie kelley#robin#jason todd#red hood#bruce wayne#batman#batfam#batfamily#bat family#batkids#bat kids#batdad#gotham city#gothamites#gothamite#crime alley#supernatural#spn#dcu#dc
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(˶ᔠᔠá”˶) TODAYâS CONTENTS : 16+ / cursing / reader is suspicious!.. / a little bit of angst(?) / fem!reader / reader is scared of bugs / reader is described shorter than satoru / satoruâs kindaaa a bitch / let me know if i missed any warnings <3 â
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ËËË wc : 3.7k (how did we go from 2.5k to..)
âtokyo jujutsu high..â you lean back against your seat in the train as an overwhelming feeling takes over you. this is going to be your new life â as a jujutsu sorcerer. this is what you signed up for, so no take backsies, right? even so, you canât shake off the lingering feeling within you that tells you today is going to be much more than just a.. âlong dayâ
âExcuse me, can you stop your mumbling?â your head snapped towards the sound, a look of embarrassment washing over you, realizing youâve been talking to yourself like an idiot.
âoh, my apologies.â you force a smile at the old man who had been clearly trying to sleep, silently cursing yourself for choosing the worst possible seat â it doesnât look like there are any decent ones, now that you look around.
âwhew, everyone on this train looks real sketchy..â and youâre back to mumbling to yourself. i canât even get my head straight right now.. the overburning feelings of excitement and stress cling to your heart. this is a big day for you, isnât it?
you were told you were the replacement for some.. âcrazy guyâ who slaughtered an entire village and left the jujutsu society. you wonder how his teammates feel about that â are they mad about what he did? sad that he left? or worse, scared of him even? no â maybe all at once. âsounds like a bunch of bullshit though..â you sub-consciously mutter. i mean, who is crazy enough to kill the people they swore to protect?
you canât help but stare out of the window, a state of frenzy taking over you. determination flows through your body, youâre ready for this, these are just the few small steps you need to aâ
âattention passengers,â a voice echoes through the train âweâve arrived at tokyo â may all passengers please depart carefully, i repeat, weâve arrived at-â
a frustrated groan leaves your lips, maybe you did want the train ride to last just a little longer. the boost of confidence you had early had quickly seemed to dissipate into thin air. come on, youâve got this..
despite the hesitating thoughts, you donât waste another second without arising from your seat, nearly stumbling onto your belongings. a sheepish apology quickly slips out of your mouth in a desperate attempt to not make any further noise while leaving your seat, lurking behind the stretching line of people exiting the train.
the almost never-ending line slowly becomes smaller and smaller until youâve finally reached the train gate. as soon as you walk out and enter the train station, youâre greeted with the beautiful scenery of tokyo. itâs your first time experiencing the grace of such a serene place in real time â itâs almost distracting, really, the sound of birds chirping by and people bustling everywhere â hold on, something smells a little..
âhey, iâm here.â a hand waves over your face, causing you to flip around quickly and youâre greeted by the sight of a girl with short brown hair and a cigarette sitting in between her lips â so thatâs where the smell is coming from. âoh.â you eye her uniform, easily recognising the jujutsu tech uniform that bared similarities to yours.
âwow, youâre pretty.â you attempt to ignore the smoke hitting your face by throwing in a compliment, miserably failing as you slip out a couple of coughsâ ahem. . you clear your throat.
the girl notices your discomfort quickly. âsorry.â she removes the cigarette from her mouth, letting the tip burn and the end falling to the ground.
âno, no, its fine.â you shake your hands, sighing in relief when you finally taste some fresh air. âso, youâre shoko right?â a curious gaze displays your features.
âmhm, i am shoko.â she confirms your statement. âMr. Yaga sent me to escort you, he rambled quite a bit about you.â shoko briefly glances your way as you subtly nod at her words, gesturing you to follow her. you wonder what Mr. Yaga could have possibly said about you â hopefully good things.
âso youâre replacing suguru, huh?â she says it almost as a fact and not a question. honestly, she is also a little unsure about the replacement like satoruâ maybe not as worried as him, but she still expresses a sense of uneasiness â she is suguruâs friend too after all. . or was.
you havenât even noticed that sheâs talking to you, her words entering into one ear and out of the other. youâre inattentively staring straight ahead, mind too occupied with thoughts to notice her voice. your ears are ringing with theories about what could of seemingly caused their friend to do such an insane 360 â or maybe im thinking about it too much, heâs not what im after anyway..
âheeyy? you there?â
âoh, yeah, i am.â your response came off a little delayed. damn it, focus. you shake your head, trying to get rid of the lingering thoughts, itâs not the time to let your head get swayed.
âso. . is smoking even allowed in there?â you ask with a half-hearted snicker, a desperate attempt to save conversation.
âno, but if you donât get caught then it never happened.â she shrugs. ânot much of a smoker, are you?â the teasing glint in her voice makes you a little embarrassed, a nervous smile bracing your lips. âno, not really haha.â
ânothing to be embarrassed about, im just poking you.â her reassurance made you sigh in relief, perhaps this wasnât going to be as difficult as you assumed it was.
âactually.. i wanted to ask something.â shoko turns her head in your direction, awaiting your question expectantly. thereâs an unsure expression on your face, contemplating your words.
âwhy did your teammate-â the words are about to roll off your tongue when suddenly a strange noise causes you to choke on your words â ring ring.
well isnât that just great.
âsorry, gimmie a sec.â shoko looks at you apologetically as she takes her flip-phone out of her pocket. she checks the contact name, satoru. you managed to take a peep in time to see whoâs calling.
the name leaves your throat a little dry. satoru gojo â from the gojo family. his existence itself makes curses quiver. a sense of rage boils up within you, hearing the name of the gojo clan itself makes your teeth grit.
your eyes narrow for a moment as you faintly hear his voice on the other side of the phone, words being exchanged. âstop calling, im almost there.â shoko hung up, her attention diverting back to you. she doesnât miss the scowl on your face. âsomething wrong?â
âoh, no, nothing.â you snap out of your trance before your kettle could pop, your lips curling upward. âwhoâs âsatoruâ?â you fake a curious look. play dumb â thatâs it.
âyou donât know satoru gojo?â shoko lets out a humorous laugh, faltering a little when she sees the serious look on your face. âheâs from one of the big clans, the strongest sorcerer of our generation, they say.â she simply shrugged. âdonât worry about it, heâs all talk, no bark.â she gives you a reassuring look, not what you would of expected from a gojo clan member â but perhaps you should take her word for it, for now.
theres a strangely comforting silence as you follow behind her, you could feel the air getting chilly and shivers vibrating through your body. shoko doesnât seem to be affected much by it. maybe i shouldâve brought a coat.
âanyways, weâre at the outskirts of tokyo now.â you squint your eyes, seeing a big building a few feet away. âwell, youâre officially a sorcerer now. its not as exciting as it sounds, though.â she gives you a teasing look.
âi know that.â you roll your eyes. you both take a few more steps, finally arriving at the gate. behind the gate you spot multiple buildings. you have to stand still and collect your breath for a moment, so this is jujutsu tech.
âwoah, itâs huge.â of course you knew a place with sorcererâs from one of the biggest clans wasnât going to be any joke, but itâs hard not to be swayed by such a breath-taking place.
âcome on, lets go.â she takes your hand and walks through the gate. you closely inspect every sight on your way. wow, this place was pretty. youâre almost jealous of itâs radiance.
youâre taken to a bridge where shoko spots a familiar lean figure slouched against the railing with a sulky pout. the chalk-white hair that fell over his eyes, having to push them back with his long fingers and you almost get a view of the famous six eyes the gojo family is known for â those serene blue eyes that can put you in a daze with a look â wait, are you in a daze?
ânot you too..â shoko slams her face causing you to snap out of your daydreams in a panicked oh! âim going to hide your face with a cardboard box one day, i swear.â a nasty side-eye was sent satoruâs way.
you thought him âcharming people with one lookâ (such big talk!) was mere gossip amongst the crowd. i mean, he couldnât be that beautiful right?
youâve never been more wrong.
âhuuuuuh? so itâs my fault now?â satoru crosses his arms, a pout visible on his face. shoko already knows his ego is already swelling with pride, âcause he just canât control the fact that heâs oh-so beautiful, can he?
âoh. . uh.â you finally realize his tall figure looming over you, taking a few steps back as he sizes you up, those piercing cold eyes were antagonising, anything but friendly. resentment runs through your body â it really is him, satoru gojo.
âthis is stupid.â satoru let out a huff, pulling away and crossing his arms. âwe donât need a replacââ satoru freezes in place when he catches the striking scowl on shokoâs face. âwhatever. itâs âniceâ to meet you.â how much more pettier could he get?
âwellllll, ahem.â you let out a cough, trying to compose yourself. âmy apologies. youâre satoru right?â you ask with a friendly smile on your face, but itâs almost like he can see through it with the way he eyes you. as if his icy orbs were poking right through your skull, did a shiver just run down your spine?
âitâs gojo to you.â a huff escaped his mouth and he turned away, refusing to even look at you, as if he was destined to hate you the exact moment you met â well, at least thatâs something you both have in common.
shoko could only smack her forehead with her palm. when suguru joined sorcery, him and satoru didnât hit it off immediately, it took them a while to get used to eachotherâs company and get over their silly rivalry.
yet she has this strange feeling it might not be the same with you.
âignore him, heâs just been a big whiny bitch about about the idea of a replacement.â shoko places a hand over your shoulder, ignoring the offended look satoru gave her, he was no âwhiny bitchâ about it.. okay, maybe he was⊠just a little.
âspeaking off..â you finally take your chance. âwhyâd your old teammate leave?â as soon as the words spilled out of your throat, you quickly notice how a cold tension develops in the air. you take a glance at satoru, oh. he doesnât look very pleased you brought that up. .
âwhatâs it to you?â he snickers, tone comes off with an edge of hurt. he canât say heâs over it, that he moved on, that would be a blatant lie. the reoccuring images of that day play in his head, not a single flaw in the vision of that scene â and it hurts.
you almost feel bad for bringing it up, since it clearly wasnât the. . âright timeâ. you rub your hands together, its cold. was it always this chilly out here?
âi was just askââ âwell, itâs none of your damn business.â
you can almost feel his glare, as if it was stabbing daggers right through your mind. teeth clenching, you hate that look, itâs just like them all. just like every other gâ
âweâll talk about it later.â shoko finally says something, you let out a breath you didnât even know you were holding. âim going to show her around for a bit, satoru. bye.â shoko waved as she quickly pulled you away from the bridge. phew.
âso i definitely killed the mo-â youâre immediately cut off. âdonât bring that up in front of him, god.â shoko laughs. âitâs a sensitive topic for him.â
shoko looked up for a brief moment, exhaling. âsuguru â he was our old teammate. they both were practically inseparable, iâm guessing you know he left and all.â you take in her words, suguru geto, of course you already knew who he was.
âim guessing you also wont tell me why he left.â you laugh, yet a curious gaze still present, hoping to hit the jackpot. âwell.â shoko lets out a quiet hum and youâre kept on your toes, anticipating, as if watching a love confession in a movie. come on. .
âwhy do you wanna know so bad?â ah, shit. you almost let a groan leave your lips, you knew it was never going to be that easy, yet itâs just as frustrating.
âim just a little curious, from the things i heard he did some prettyyy crazy things, yâknow?â woah, good save. âi canât argue with you on that.â shoko laughs bitterly. âill tell you some other time, though. its your first day here, let me tour you for real.â
you nod at her words, trailing behind her as she leads you to a hallway. you take a good look around â must be the dorms.
âso this is where the dorms are.â you look to the direction shoko points at. âyour dorm is the one on the right, next to.. satoruâs.â she gives you an apologetic look. âtheres no other rooms with essentials as of now, hope he wont be a big pain in the ass for you.â
you acknowledge her words, slowly moving to the room, paying a lot more attention to satoruâs door than yours â there was nothing special about it, yet you canât shake the feeling that everythingâs going a bit.. too smooth. your dorm being right next to his is like a lottery ticket, itâll make everything much easier, but itâs almost too good to be true â or maybe youâre just overthinking it.
aside from that, itâs also not the best thing in the world. itâll be perfect for your mission, and yet one day you might just end up punching that arrogant expression on his face from irritation â a double edged sword, they say.
âyou can do whatever you want with the room, you listening?â you turn back to shoko, giving her a half-hearted smile. âoh, yeah, definitely.â shoko gives you a suspicious look. âill take your word for it.. anyway, Mr. Yaga wants to see us tomorrow for a mission so you can prepare for that.â
âwow, mission already? itâs not a piece of cake, huh?â you joke. âconsider yourself lucky, a lot of people have it way worse.â she teases you. âim going to go back to my own room â 303 if youâve got any questions.â she gives you a pat on the shoulder before heading to the third floor, leaving you with the key to your dorm.
you slowly approach the door, finding yourself inspecting the door carefully as if something might jump out and hurt you, paranoid much.
rest assured, there was nothing set up. (obviously. .) youâre fiddling with your keys, about to open the doorâ
footsteps. the noise causes your ears to perk up immediately, turning around in a defensive stance to see whoever it isâ oh.
âwoah.â satoru raises his hand in the air defensively. âyou âtryna to kill me or something?â redness spreads across your face as you immediately stand up straight. âim not armed, that was just a reflex.â you shoot him a glare. clearly, both of you were still petty about earlier.
âyou were reaaaaalll nice with shoko huh?â suddenly heâs leaning in close. too close. is he onto you? is your journey over right here right now? maybe you were stupid for thinking you co- âthereâs no mistake about it..â he scratches his chin.
âwhat?â you clench your fist in annoyance, its like your patience disappears whenever it comes to him.
âyouâve got a bug in your hair, do you even wash it?â
. . . .
âwait, what?â a rush of panic washes over you. âwhere is it!? wait, gojo!â you look up to him with a pitiful expression, only to be met with a teasing smirk. âohhh, so youâre scared of bugs.â heâs saying it as if heâs keeping tabs on you or something. . he definitely is.
âi was just playing with you.â he shrugs nonchalantly. âseriously, how are you gonna fight a curse if youâre scared of a âlil ole bug?â oh this little tease.
âyouâre seriously. asking to be punched, gojo.â you attempt to come off as intimidating as you can. unfortunately for you, youâre dealing with the cockiest man on this planet.
âwhat happened to âyer nice little demeanour huuuh? or does it just not apply tâme?â heâs easily towering over you, you donât know why heâs so.. adamant to get to you. every word that comes out of his mouth â god, give me patience.
âbold of you to assume you deserve a single ounce of kindness.â ouch. the exasperated look on his face proved he did not take your comment lightly.
âoh yeah? donât get arrogant just âcause you happen to get picked as a replacement.â thereâs a strange venom in his words, you canât tell whether it's targeted towards you. just why did he have to be so hard to read?
âjust what are you so mad about, that you have to come bother someone else about it?â you bite back. âoh, yeah, me mad, suuuuureee. as if you didnât look like you wanted to kill me a few seconds ago.â he retorts right back at you.
this isnât how itâs supposed to go. youâre supposed to be nice to him and gain his trust â but that lingering anger in your heart is taking over you, the same coldness you loathe feeling â that cold look in his eyes, its just like them all. itâs like your feelings are speaking for you, as if your heart is pouring itself out.
present you would laugh at the fact that just an hour ago, you thought youâd be able to befriend him with ease. like a walk in the park, youâll shoot him a kind smile just like you did with shoko, compliment his eyes maybe, yet it seems like you were destined to be enemies at first sight.
âand you know what? maybe you should be careful, âcause i will.â you shoot back, but satoruâs obviously not taking your threat seriously â âwhat could a wimp like her do to me?â
âoh please.â he grabs the collar of your shirt. âif you want me to be the last thing you see ill make it happen right n-â
âsatoru, what are you doing?â a stern voice is heard from behind satoru and he immediately pulls away. you immediately recognise the man as the principle â Masamichi Yaga.
ânothinnggggg.â what a liar, you almost want to rat him out but technically itâs your fault as well. . .
âyouâre the new student, arenât you?â the man approaches you while satoru quietly observes. âyeah-â your voice comes out in a stutter. âi am..â
âitâs your first day here, and youâre already fighting with that lunatic.â a grumble escaped his lips. his tone held a sense of aloofness, he doesnât seem like someone who plays around. âdonât let me find this behaviour continuing.â
âbut he started it f-â you donât even have time to respond and heâs leaving. your first encounter with the principle and its great, wow.
âbut sirrrr, but heee..!â satoru mocks you from the side, and you have half a mind to not kick him in the face right there.
âim done arguing with an immature jerk like you.â you declare confidently, knowing youâre just as immature as him. âwoooooah, look at miss victim being the bigger person, arenât you sooo admir-â by the time heâs done talking, youâve already slammed the door to your room shut, causing him to flinch a little.
âgee, sheâs âannoyin alright.â satoru opens the door to his own room with his key. walking inside and flopping onto the bed immediately. the AC is turned on in a beat. satoru can feel his mind relax as the cool air hits his body.
todayâs tiring. thereâs a lot of new unwanted thoughts swarming his mind, many of them being you.
in fact â ever since he heard about you replacing suguru, heâs been unable to help the hatred that filled his heart. is it hatred? or is he scared? the thought of someone else taking suguruâs place, for some reason, it irks him.
âmaaaan, feelings are just as annoying as her.â satoru grumbled, resting his head on his arms. âi swear âsomethin about her rubs me the wrong way.â
heâs not taking himself too seriously. heâs probably just thinking about it too much because heâs overwhelmed. heâll take a nap and forget about it soon enough. (if only he followed his âdivine intuitionâ.)
you, on the other hand, are quite literally panicking. unable to even lay down on your bed. youâre staring at the wall in disbelief, youâve made it so far, you canât afford to mess up now. but that look in his eyes â it brings back too many memories youâve been wanting to forget.
maybe he was just playing around when you were fighting, but youâve realised it now. he really can kill you if he wanted to. it makes you doubt yourself â if you even hold a fraction of his power. you knew it was never going to be easy, but it makes you wonder.
âjust how will i assassinate gojo satoru?â
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ËËË a/n : first chapter !! uh funfact reader was not suppose to have ulterior motives and the story was just suppose to be a simple rivals to lovers thing but while reader was talking to shoko i was like, why not give her a cliche assassin story đââïžđââïž hope you enjoyed reading!!
#⥠tell me why your hands are cold#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk series#gojo satoru#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x you#gojo satoru x y/n#⥠ayraâs works#⥠div : khaer
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upd8 re8ction
so it is tavvy i knew it. im surprised yiffy managed to get 8way seeing as like last we saw her she was 8eing yelled at 8y harvris 8ut it checks. i love tavvy and yiffys duo. we 8oth know we weren't meant to 8e 8orn.
(P.S. I left you guys some trail mix. Donât pick the raisins out; theyâre healthy.)
he's so silly. 8rother of all time. or uncle i guess
love his fuckass rich 8uoy sigil or wax seal or wh8tever
(sorry for the num8er of 8s this upd8 is really fucking me up for reasons you'll see on like the next panel)
cool panel love the composition love the everything. harry and vris look so silly. their heads are 8igger than jades. rose you're so 8ad at your jo8
harry stop 8eing a pussy. L.
this is the first time im actually enjoying the idea of tavvrissy 8eing kismeses and not just a guy and the 8oy she 8osses around
VRISSY: And neither is that Arrog8nt Hivewrecking 8ITCH!
HEY DON'T CALL ME THAT
this panel. just gorgeous. and 8lso heart8reaking for me. 8ye dad and fuck you to the anonymous shooter.
oh so N8W you do your jo8 . another 8anger panel. the choice to make rose shadowed/grey against harvris' regular colors is interesting to me. she's re8lly lost all her light huh
shed a single (8rave 8oy) tear. rip dad
was talking in the hs8c discord a8out whether this would 8e heroic or not. someone 8rought up that it could 8e just 8ecause of jades homewrecking which yeah i 8elieve. also the w8y she was trying to manipul8 the narrative could 8e seen as just. sad day for me i wanted candy jade and ult dirk to talk theyre 8oth so thematically simil8r
the sweat is interesting. does she know jade is dead? pro8a8ly. does she regret it?
may8e. most likely not
another 8anger as usual i love hs8cs artstyle
this shot is pretty interesting to me. is that the 8ell tower where dirk died? why is it glowing white? is cave the point under it too or is the 8attermaid using it as a vessel for the 8eam? lots of thoughts
yiffy and tavvy are not dead that's all i know for sure. they would not die they're too important
i really thought the flash would end act 1 8ut this is cool as fuck too
W8?????
these fucking pages loaded l8 for me oh my god. hs union you rascals
gavageCunctation [GC] began negging adamantGriftress [AG] 801 MINUTES AGO.
ayyyy its a deltrit8n. delta detritus hey did you know detritus means trash 8ecause for the longest time i didnt and now i feel stupid
801 minutes = 13 something hours. that's many imo 8ut you do you hs8c
this guy's really interesting. i think the delta kids (petition to call them that) are going to 8e 8ased on 2020s internet tropes. gc seems to 8e 8ased on a tum8lr user of some sort.
GC: if i'm being honest we cooked hard with this GC: haha... tag that shit i'm fussing... GC: AA (that's oomf)
my proof for the a8ove st8ment 8ut also this reads like a millenial desper8ly trying to speak like a gen z/alpha kid (which i guess it is). i cant tell whether "i'm fussing" is aave or not
i'm curious though how did they get vrissys handle?
gavageCunctation's [GC'S] computer exploded.
L + r8io
gc defo has a crush on vrissy which is funny as fuck to me. go girl 8r8k up with your technically uncle gc is right there!!! you can do 8etter!!!
aa seems interesting i get the feeling they're pro8a8ly in contact with ultrose or at least that sort of rose-rezi stand in of the session due to how it seems like they have some sort of seer a8ilities
GC: um anyway she's like an oracle... GC: except she's not an oracle. GC: she's some other shit...
you guys get what i mean? oh aa could 8e like jade too as in they could 8e awake on prospit and thats why they know all this stuff
GC: yet i still stay up to my buccal mass
a sea species so this is one of roses delta kids neat
ok done for now 8ye
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Dating Yandere Stu Matcher Would Include:
As a Yandere he will be very possessive of you and only you..he will do anything to keep you to himself, if anyone tries to flirt with you, get close to you, or even go near you he will get very jealous and might resort to harming or even murder. He will be obsessed with you. He will constantly check up on you, be clingy, and always want your attention and be around you.
He may constantly watch you from afar and be a creep, and he might even stalk you. He may be violent and aggressive to other people because he will want you all for himself. he will be very obsessed with you, and he will be willing to do anything to keep you with him, including murder or even kidnapping.
He would be very controlling.. he will control what you wear, who you talk to, or what you do.. he wants you to only listen to him and do what he asks. He will never let you leave his side, never. If someone tries to take you away from him, he will attack.
He will be jealous of any man who so glances at you. He will get jealous over a man, friend, or even family member talking to you or even existing near you. He will be very jealous of anyone who even thinks of you. anyone who looks at you, glances at you, talks to you, or just is near you, he will get super possessive.
He acts all cool and nonchalant in front of others, he seems to look like a decent guy to others, very calm and chill, but all of that changes when he is with you. He acts different, he shows his true colors and obsession when youâre alone
He will be very reassuring and make sure you know youâre his and his only.. He will constantly make sure youâre with him, and always will be. He will ask if you love him, want him, and need him .. he will remind him that heâs the only one who can take care of you and only him. He will be the most reassuring guy.
He will give you love and attention, he likes to compliment you and give you praises, also may give you gifts like expensive clothes and he will want to pay for your meals, he will always be willing to spoil you rotten and be all over you, he will want to make you feel special and give you anything.. as long as you, of course, only look at him and look at no one else.
He will be aggressive and mean if you seem like you are getting close with another guy, he will slap you or be violent and say things to you like âdon't talk to other menâ and âyou are only mine, and mine alone.â He will get very aggressive and very jealous. He will punish you physically and will do anything to make you stop talking to other men.
He will fight with you sometimes, especially if you disobey him, or if you ignore him, when you have a fight he will act like a baby and want you to come back to him and say â please come back to me,â âIâm sorry, please don't be mad, I love you,â âI don't know what I'll do if you're gone from me," "I'm sorry,â "just come back to me," he can be very controlling and very jealous so I wouldn't advise to make him mad.
He is very affectionate and clingy, he will try to be touchy and hug and kiss you, he will tell you he loves you and give you praise, he shows tons of affection and will be all over you. He likes to compliment you and praise you. He will want to be touchy and clingy with you. He wants to let everyone know that youâre his and only his.
He will always try to be super romantic and take you on dates, take you out to eat, to the movies, shopping and want to buy you things, he wants to take you anywhere and wants to keep you all to himself. He likes to spoil you rotten. He will want to go somewhere where no other men are around.
Billy doesn't really care that much, at first he thought it was weird but he just sees it as whatever and thinks it's funny, he doesn't care, he thinks Stu is the clingy one and Billy just let's it happen because he is pretty chill and has no problem with it.
He has a shrine of you, he has photos of you, he has your hair strands he even has a few pieces of your clothing. He will talk to the shrine if you and Billy are not around.
He likes to watch you in your sleep, he wants to make sure you are safe and sleeping safely, he will watch you every night, also he likes to go in your room when youâre not around, and he loves to go through your stuff to find out more of you or take things for his shrine.
Also he has cameras around your house to keep an eye on you and make sure you are safe, he likes to go through your phone to see if youâre cheating on him or talking to any other men.
He will want to marry you as soon as possible, he really wants to have you be legally his, he wants to marry you so bad that he would marry you the second he can, he will plan every detail of the wedding, just so he can have you as his forever.
He wants to have kids as soon as possible, he wants to have as many children as you can have, as quickly as he can, he loves the idea of having your children as his, they would be his and only his as he dreams of having a family with you.
If you didn't want or couldn't have kids, that would be a major problem for him. He really wants kids no matter what, and if you canât have kids, heâll look at other ways to have them like adoption, but if you didnât want any, he would be in a lot of distress and be upset he can't have children with you.
"I'll always protect you. No one can hurt you. I'll do anything for you. I'll kill for you. I'll die for you. I'll love you more than anyone else can. You're mine. My everything. Please, don't leave me." His words would convey both his intense love and his paranoia at the idea of anyone taking you away from him.
Control Over Daily Life - Once you have submitted fully, he asserts dominion over every aspect of your existence. This includes dictating your schedule, diet, attire, hygiene habits, and social interactions, ensuring you live solely to serve his whims and satisfy his needs.
Foreplay - Building up anticipation before actually engaging in sexual activity is a skill he's mastered. Teasing, touching, kissing, and stroking you until you're begging for release is an art form unto itself.
Bondage and Restriction - Securing you with ropes, chains, or restraints allows him to exert total control over your movements and sensations.
Breath Play - The delicate balance between oxygen deprivation and release is a thrilling high-wire act for him. Watching your face contort in a mix of fear and euphoria as he restricts your airflow is a sight to behold.
Cuckolding - Watching you get ravaged by Billy, maybe even serving as a cum dumpster while he sits back and spectates.
#stu matcher#stu matcher x reader#stu matcher x you#yandere stu macher#Yandere stu matcher x reader#ghostface#ghostface x reader#yandere ghostface#yandere ghostface x reader#scream#scream x reader#dating would include
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CUPID HI Being nervous of image does happen sometimes and it's a really difficult thing but I think you're so FUN! Not a lot of people want to be [ Whatever you'd call your behavior ] for a similiar reason you're apologizing for so I think you should take a day to appreciate that uniqueness isn't a horrible dooming end of the world situation. Take what you think is a flaw of yours and look at it as something that others love you for. I can promise that people most likely PREFER you're overly excited
ajgkfhdkfdkjghkjfdhgjkfdhgjkfdhgkjfdhgfdjkg this is too sweet i really wish i could express how much i needed it i hope you have the best day ever. i love you so muchhh
#i just woke up i slept after posting all that#it's going to take a LONG TIME FOR ME TO EVER accept myself but i can tell you mean this#it's not said for the sake of making me feel better#im hugging you#no one has to ever send big messages to cheer me up i usually just get into these moments where the paranoia is heightened and i worry#it passes#i still needed this admittedlyy. i try to act all âtoughâ like a lonewolf siutation when i know damn well i cant cope#HEPL#like no way do i want to use you guys as therapists i mean i don't mind comfort just sometimes. i usually shut it down#i should be more open to it though#stop thinking âomg everyone feels forced to care about youâ#it's always that and âEVERYONE HATES YOU JUST DIE ALREADYâ like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA what the fuck!#my brain is so feverish annd scaryy my thoughts get so bad always#i def feel like. RIGHT NOW i have a lot to be thankful for so it feels selfish to ac t this way but anyways#goodnight again#AND IM SORRY I SAW THIS KIND OF LATE???????????????????????????????#uh#BYE BYE IF ANYONE READ ALL THAT
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i miss trini, jason and zack </3
#especially trini because she's my bae#i dont mind their replacements#but you cannot tell me that these three didn't add something âšïžspecialâšïž to the show#and oh my gosh i hate rocky#and his stupid vest#sorry not sorry#that one episode in season two (where i think the rangers get invited on tv??) and there's a scene where they're all in class#and the teacher is reading a letter that trini jason and zack sent#and there's a part where rocky says something quirky and it zooms into his face his voice goes a bit deep AND HE SEEMS LIKE SUCH A NONCE#that part put me off him permanently#let me see if i can find it#also i love aisha and i won't tolerate her slander#but i hate that the show kept trying to gloss over trini and kimberly's friendship and make it seem like aisha and kimberly were besties#like stop#i like adam the best because he just seems like such a fun sweet guy and tbh i'm biased because he reminds me of my baby cousin#but even then i miss the og trio#screw saban for paying them so little#if they cared so much abt profit then they should've clocked that the og actors being there would make them more money#trini kwan#zack taylor#jason lee scott#mighty morphin power rangers#mmpr#rocky desantos#aisha campbell#adam park#my post#thoughts#fandom things
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dokja doing his best time and time again to help junghyeok with regressor depressionâŠ. I see the sauce being cooked here
#itâs gay sauce#for gay people.#going post#Orv#tbh dokja I think you should just tell junghyeok everything at this point. not for gay reasons but to make things easier#these two work rlly well together when junghyeok isnât trying to kill dokja imagine how theyâd be if they were fully on the same page too#every day thereâs a new fuckin dokkaebi. where do they keep getting these guys#and why do they keep getting cuntier#A THANOS SNAP???#choosing between a thanos snap and killing the strongest incarnation. alright everyone time to speed up on the killing nirvana thing I gues#Junghyeok relying on the predictability of knowing everythingâŠ. You can take the man out of the timeloop but you canât take the timeloop ou#of the man#(I know heâs not out of his regressions but sh)#âI canât think of a way to correct thisâ junghyeok arenât you supposed to be smart? Stop being stupid#dokja gets me. thatâs why heâs also a reader#Ohhh okay weâre having a Big Talk now. good job dokja#âBut the real problem is when youâve finally managed to save the worldâ THATS WHAT IM SAYING!!!!! DOKJA GETS ME#YOU CAN TAKE THE MAN OUT OF THE TIMELOOP BUT YOU CANT TAKE THE TIMELOOP OUT OF THE MAN!#unless junghyeok kicks his regressorâs depression in the ass and learns not to rely on knowing future scenarios so much.#and theyâre on a rooftopâŠ. The symsbsnolismmâŠ.#Oh wait dokjaâs making a different point#ah. ptsd.#well thatâs part of my argument I guess#Ohhhhh I love dokja getting to be a prophet rn. and junghyeok realizing heâs onto some shit#âThis world youâre about to abandon could be the only world where you can live to see it end as a human beingâ OOOOF. OOF.#thatâs heavy#Anyway time for comic relief. sorry Uriel but no gay sex yet#âWhoâs the strongest incarnation?â Junghyeok: no doubt itâs me#âŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ.#DOKJA IS ALSO CONSIDERING HIMSELF THE STRONGEST?? GUYS
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this is genuinely... so funny to me. like the hilarity of copypasting rational tweets. i'm literally right. it's not even a funny copypasta because it's literally just. objectively correct. it's a criticism of twitter culture and that makes it funny to you because...... god forbid you actually have empathy for other people. caring is for losers if you're on twitter dot com, you have to be snarky and funny at all times.
#moots & friends keep sending me shit and im just like. lmfao this is embarrassing for YOU guys. i stand by everything ive said actually.#i'm sorry you think trying to have a genuine conversation about harmful behaviours is cringe#you consider yourself an activist and will retweet every fucking post abt current events#but you can't actually be bothered to make a positive change in your own life.........#the fact that most of them stop responding after they realize im not going to freak out and give them something emotional is very telling#it's not even like most of them disagree they literally just want to make fun of me for...... caring. like ok. weird hill to die on idk#im at the point where im considering privating my tweets just so i dont continue to get ppl responding but#i think its important that ppl can see my responses. because i stand by them and clearly other ppl do too#theres been a lot of mixed responses but a lot of people have actually ended up agreeing with me after some back and forth#which i appreciate. i didnt want to start fuckin. twitter drama. but like. ill take it#i dont interact with sunnyblr at all so i think this is a good opportunity to potentially change at least a few ppls perspectives#and if youre too far gone to the point where you think that someone caring about perpetuating homophobic rhetoric is funny#i. dont really want to interact with you anyway lol. get better soon xoxo#last post about this on here im. putting this to rest.#ada speaks#genuinely disgusting how many of these ppl will say shit like. ppl are dying. like... yeah. what are YOU doing to help.#retweeting a donation link or someones random carrd doesnt do shit actually. performative armchair activism.#same ppl tweeting vapid shit while acting like theyre above engaging with me on this#i was venting about people qrting glenns old tweets with stupid shit because it was clogging my tl actually lol
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every single fictional character i like should split and have mood swings like me. "ohhhhh but it's not canotical" "ohh they have good control over their emotions and stable views on the world" i don't fucking care. i see cq in his fake desert i see klavier's control dialogue i see dahlia and her serial murders and komaeda and the gun literally fuck with me right now. we need to stop being cowards about our fictional character headcanons i think everyone should kill people always because i can't
#neg#omg am i having an episode right now is this episode coded is that what we're doing oh my God should we tell all your friends#should we call the president oh my God mare is having an episode right now guys don't freak but it's finally happening aaaahhh#we've been waiting forever but our queen's finally back she's having an episode oh my God we stan like crazy oh my God i'm calling everyone#can we have a cake at the episode tell me we're having cake at the episode i'm buying a cake it's official girls oh my God AAAH#she's so crazy LOVEEE her. oh my God!!!#anyway i think my blond bitch rockstar fave should get to kill the titular character!#sorry i hate the fucking name censoring in tags i'm trying to ween off of it cause it's like not accessible tee bee aych#but like i need to speak my truth so we're doing epithets#he should literally get to kill him and rip his carpet up WHY DOES NOBODY TALK ABT IT#they all make him cry or whatever this isn't the right blog for this but i've got images okay#enough crying enough consolation hugging where's my apology only for it to not be accepted and things to be fucking over#where's MY catharsis you know. this barbie needs catharsis!#i'm super light headed i should super stop posting but like who am i going to text in these conditions#the answer is nobody nobody wants to text my phone like they can blow it up it's fine w/e#i'd make instagram stories but it'll be like a whole thing and they'll report me again for mental illness#i'm going to stop apologizing for having breakdowns publicly actually. if you were like this you would too.#actually maybe you wouldn't because you'd be soooo well adjusted well i'm a weak bitch like actually#and my bones are fucking breaking right now so i'm gonna tell everyone about it <3#i licherally don't want to damage public property now and by that i mean my room LMAOOOO#this is nawt public property but the paints so nice
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Disney princess Danny
Itâs known that animals can sense death. Instances where pets gravitate to someone on their death bed and dogs barking at ghosts. Danny already knew this from before he half died, so he was expecting animals to rat him out with their sixth sense or become aggressive or cower from him. Instead, they all behaved the complete opposite than he anticipated.
Stray cats come running to rub against his legs, dogs nearly pull arms out of their owners sockets to get close to him, birds bring him trinkets, raccoons lead him to trash cans full of food, and even squirrels and rats get close to just sit on his shoulders. Itâs⊠weird, but not unwelcome. He always loved animals.
Danny had come to semi-trust the animals that come to him. They know where the good food is and drinking water, they know when to steer away from a certain area right before something happens, and they always know when a person is bad or okay. So when an animal leads him somewhere, he follows. Sometimes they need help and heâs the one they go to. Heâs helped plenty of raccoons out of garbage bins and cats out of gutters to have a good relationship with the animals of the streets.
What he isnât expecting is to be led to Robin again and again.
The first time it was a cat. A mangy old Tom cat that rubbed against his torn up jeans and looked back with - Danny swears- a raised eyebrow. Danny follows and soon enough he finds himself standing a few paces away from Robin who is kneeling down to give clean water to the momma cat and her three kittens.
Robin freezes and so does Danny. They stare at each other.
âUm, hi?â
Robin straightens immediately, leaving the water on the ground where the cats can drink. Tom cat swaggers over to guard them.
âCivilian. Is there something I can assist you with?â
The dude is probably a year or two younger than Danny himself and he has to suppress a smile at the formal tone.
âOh, uh, no? The cat just led me here.â
He can see Robin glance at the Tom cat who was now licking himself.
âIs that so?â
âYea. Sorry to interrupt. Animals just like me for some reason.â
The three kittens one by one all totter over to him on unsteady legs after they had their fill. The orange one starts trying to climb his pant leg with its short and sharp claws digging into the jean material.
âThey really like me.â
He carefully sits down crossed legged so the others could also climb all over him. Robin watches for a moment silently and when he sees Danny react well to the little pricks from tiny claws, he seems it safe enough to return to patrol.
The second time itâs a couple of rats that lure him away to find Robin fighting off more thugs than he probably should by himself. So taking the ratsâ movements as encouragement, he takes the closest thing, a piece of plywood, and hit the nearest guy over the head with it. The guy crumbles like a wet sock and Danny is moving on to the next thug.
They sweep the floor with these guys with only a few splinters and a twisted ankle.
âIt was dangerous to intervene,â Robin tells him. âI had it handled.â
âYea, I know.â
The vigilante didnât seem to be expecting that response from his stunned silence. He straightens as much as he can with bruised ribs.
âWell, Iâm glad you know your mistake. Donât let it happen again.â
Danny neither agrees nor disagrees, just shrugs and allow the rats to climb up his leg to his shoulder. Robin looks at them curiously. Danny gives a salute before leaving. Robin gives him a nod.
The third time it happened the roles are reversed.
Some people from the local gang are bullying the lonely, homeless teen to run drugs for them. They donât seem to understand the word ânoâ. It gets to the point where Danny finds himself with his back against the wall and all his exits blocked with a guy shoving him again and again.
âStop it!â
âIâll stop if you agree.â
âIâm not doing it!â
Frank the raccoon and his buddy Bobby launch themselves at the guyâs ankles. The guy shrieks and pulls a gun.
âNo!â
Before Danny can dive for it, a projectile comes out of nowhere to knock it out of his hands. He canât even process what happened before the three are running away, two raccoons chattering at their heels before coming back to crowd him in worry.
Danny looks up to see Robin with a sword out threateningly, staring at where the three fled. He sheaths the sword after a few seconds.
âAre you okay?â
Danny realizes heâs breathing a little heavy and slows down a bit as he leans over to pet the top of the two heads.
âIâm- yea, Iâm okay. Thanks for the save. Those guys were jerks.â
âIâm inclined to agree.â
Robin is staring at the raccoons and it takes Danny a long moment to piece things together.
âDid- did they lead you to me?â
Robin doesnât answer right away.
âYou have loyal friends.â
Danny smiles at the weird compliment. Looking down at the two heroes of the evening Danny is also inclined to agree.
The fourth time is funny in a way Danny doesnât know how to describe.
It was the pigeons. They were at fault of course for how Robinâs secret identity was outed. By pigeons.
The grey birds swarmed Danny and settled in a cloud of feathers. One holding something in its beak before plopping it down in his lap like a golden retriever. It flaps off as Danny picks up the obvious wallet clip holding quite a bit of cash and a student ID. The card says Damian Wayne from Gotham Academy. Just then Robin comes skidding around the corner, clearly out of breath and freezes.
Danny looks down at the clip in his hand and back up at the vigilante. He looks at the crazy amount of birds around him and again at the vigilante.
Said vigilante straightens and approaches like he called Danny there.
âIf I could have that so I could return it to its proper owner.â
He holds out a hand with false arrogance, but Danny can see the nervousness in his stance. Danny looks down one last time before putting the clip in the outstretched hand without a word.
Robin nods once, pockets the ID and money, and immediately leaves.
The fifth time just cements what Danny had already figured out.
He was at the park. Not Ivyâs park of course, the one where people actually like to go. He was helping the squirrels find and hide acorns when heâs nearly knocked over by a massive black dog.
âTitus!â
The end of the Great Daneâs leash is a familiar face. Damian Wayneâs eyes widen in recognition as he finally sees who Titus was so excited to get to.
âUh-â
Danny has to close his mouth quickly or else the massive tongue on his face would have turned into a French kiss.
âTitus! Heel!â
Danny laughs at the embarrassed blush on the otherâs face, obviously not used to his companion going off the rails like this.
âItâs alright. We both know how animals like me.â
Damian narrows his eyes to analyze the teen. Danny wasnât about to pretend and Damian looked like he was debating whether to follow his lead or not. There was literally no one within hearing distance.
âHave you told anyone?â
Danny thought about redirecting, but thought better of it. He actually liked Robin and what he did.
âNope. I havenât and I wonât. I swear.â
Damian tilts his head and then looks down at Titus. He seems to come to a decision before looking back at Danny.
âYouâre homeless, are you not?â
Didnât think they were being that direct but sure.
âYea?â
âI will pay you in food and shelter to take care of my animals.â
Danny blinks. Then actually considers the offer.
âWhat kind of animals? How many we talking?â
Damian grins.
The family finds out pretty quickly when a teen theyâve never seen before walks into the Batcave with two pails of food for the bats, Titus at his heels and Alfred the cat perched contently on his shoulders.
Duke stares and Bruce short circuits.
âUm, who are you?â
âHi! Iâm Danny. Damian employed me to take care of the animals.â
âOâŠkay?â
âAnd where is Damian?â Bruce sounds like it physically hurts to ask and Danny does not envy Damianâs position right now.
âUpstairs. I think he said he was going to his art studio.â
Bruce marches past the boy to the stairs before stopping abruptly and turning to Danny and Duke.
âDonât touch anything. Watch him.â
Duke and Danny blink at each other for a moment as Bruce disappears up the stairs.
âIâm Duke by the way.â
Danny grins.
#dp x dc#dc x dp#danny fenton#dp x dc crossover#damian wayne#batman#dc robin#disney princess#animals love Danny#homeless
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okay hear me outâŠ. reverse hybrid au⊠with tigerhybrid!sukuna bc nobody else can handle him because heâs so aggressive and overbearing .. so reader is their last resort zoo caretaker and theyâre is shocked at how itâs like reader has a leash on tigerhybrid!sukuna đ
IâVE GOT IT?
Synopsis: Youâre head of a completely different department so why are you being asked to help with an odd situation?
Warnings: Female!reader + Mean!Sukuna + cringe tropes (sorry) + Hybrid!Sukuna: ears and a tail + heat + cumming inside + doggy + NOTPROOFREAD!!! + obsessed!Sukuna
Pairings: Tigerhybrid!Sukuna x female!Reader
Notes: Iâm really working to improve my writing for you guys!! Esp my non-English speakers
âMiss please you know we would never beg like this if it wasnât urgent.â
âI donât specialize in that field, how many times must I tell you?â
You were getting sick of these scientists coming to you more often than normal, thereâs three right now begging for you to take on a case that you didnât want to do.
âSukuna is out of control, heâs already injured five of our best, now they refuse to work with himâ
âAnd I should be the sixth?â You say with a quirk of your brow.
They all stop and stare at one another, you have a good ass point what makes them think that youâll be the antidote for their beast they decided to keep.
âLike I said, my stance on this wonât change.â
Another voice in the doorway of your office speaks up: âIâll upgrade your pay and have you transferred up.â
Your ears perk up at this offer, to go even further where you are right now means business and a fuck ton of money. On the flip side it means facing whatever theyâre against but youâve always been a little greedy for money so you oblige.
The scientists made sure to throw you in the thinnest garments: âto let him know you donât have anything on you.â As they put it.
They also had told you no sudden movements and to talk with him in a calm manner, show him you arenât afraid and find out whatâs been making him so angry lately. Easy peasy except your life is on the line!
You disregard any negative thoughts of death and make your way into the place where they keep their hybrids, itâs like little apartments where they can do as they please in return for information on their biology, as far as you know they love it here. Youâve once met puppy!hybrids Satoru and Suguru they were very sweet men, needy but sweet.
Your first step into the apartment is met with a strong smell, a smell of something primal if that even has a smell. Itâs warm.
You start poking around his place, checking his fridge and looking for anything out of the ordinary, nothing seems amiss though. Itâs not until you come up to one of the doors and hear slight noises. You press your ear up closer making the noise more clearer: whining it sounds like whining.
Could he perhaps be In pain? You knock three times and announce youâre coming in. The door clicks and you start slowly pulling it open. You see the man in all his glory resting upon his bed, arms wrapped around his pillow and an unreadable expression.
Sukuna is big, heâs a big man compared to all the other hybrids, heâs brimming with pure muscle. Does he workout in here? Your thoughts are interrupted by slight growling: heâs warning you. Step any close r and he will have no choice but to harm you.
You pay him no mind, instead you step fully in and start looking around without a care in the world.
âYouâre making trouble- why is that?â You say while looking through his dresser.
âYouâre being extremely nosy, leave before I kill you.â He threatens harshly.
âIf you harm me Iâll have you sent somewhere else, I know where you come from and Iâm assuming you donât want to go back.â
The room goes eerily silent like heâs making a choice, he opens his mouth to speak but a groan accidentally slips past his lips.
Oh⊠the big oaf is in heat, and top scientists couldnât tell or try to track his cycle?
âYou in heat big guy?â
âNo-â
âSuch a liar, Iâm not here to make fun of you, Iâm here to make sure you get proper help.â
âThe only way Iâll get proper help is if I fuck someone.â So damn blunt you think to yourself.
He continues speaking: âI think you know they wonât allow that though.â
âWould you like some toys? I can request that for you.â
âUseless.â
You let out the loudest sigh and plop down on his fluffy bed. Bending your head in his direction you see heâs not looking at your face but your body, eyes fully trained on your pert nipples because of the cold.
You allow the poor suffering hybrid to mount you, putting a good bit of his weight on your back you can feel the outline of his thick meaty cock resting near your cunt and ass.
Heâs hard, fully hard and probably has been for a while: you feel almost a little bad.
Sukuna doesnât waste anytime grinding down against you, it feels so fucking good, his cock is accepting anything even if itâs the bare minimum. Everytime he meets your ass he whines, such a needy tiger you coo.
Heâs ignoring all the dirty little comments you send his way too focused on the only good sensation heâs felt for a while, his hand doesnât compare to your rounded ass. You reach between your legs and pull his shorts down, letting his cock bob free for a minute before heâs pushing up against you again.
Heâs producing so much precum that youCan feel it through your silky garments.
âSmells so good⊠really good.â âMhhhphmmm-â heâs now being open with his groans too focused on the feeling of his tip prodding your clothed pussy. His swishing tail is within your eyesight, you grab it and rub it for extra stimulation.
You help him a little bit by bouncing your ass against him. He places his head in the crook of your neck and starts nibbling on your neck, you can feel how sharp his damn teeth are and pray to yourself he isnât going to bite you: killing you in the process.
He doesnât do any of that instead he just lightly bites, using no strength at all. While heâs busying tearing up your neck you slip your panties off, grabbing his fat length and teasing your wet hole. Just feeling it in your hand has your body burning up in arousal itâs been a while since youâve had a cock, especially a cock his size.
You slowly start inching it in, the stretch is so damn unbearable and uncomfortable. When he feels what youâre doing he starts moving his hips already. An impatient thing such as him isnât gonna wait. He gets about halfway in and you feel a thick liquid fill you, did this beast just cum? Already?
âNhhhnn.. fuck-..â this doesnât deter him because heâs sitting fully on his knees and pulling you flush against him, his entire length snuggly inside your pussy. He doesnât wait to bounce you back on him, you canât comprehend anything properly so shocked by how he just made you take every inch of him.
Your lashes flutter closed as he ruts into you like youâre the damn sex tox heâs been given, one he wasnât gonna take care of properly. His hold on you is extremely tight so you can do nothing but take him fully, even when your walls threaten to constrict around him he pushes through it and keeps fucking Into you.
You allow him, allow him to thrust like a wild animal, mercilessly pulling all the way out of you just to slam back in. Drool is seeping down your neck where heâs latched on in droves. Heâs far too gone, pussy has never felt this good.
By the end Sukuna is still rutting uselessly, heâs not even hard anymore he just canât stop leaking cum nor has that good euphoric feeling stopped. Heâs made a mess of your pussy, his cum and yours seeping down your thighs and onto his ruined sheets.
Hes licking at your face and you can hear a deep rumbling in his chest, this big hybrid is purring in content. Any attempt to move from under him is completely halted, he wonât let you move even an inch.
He begins sucking on your nipples, theyâre definitely gonna be sore later but now it seems he just wants comfort and you fully give that to him. Rubbing his ears and whispering sweet nothings to him.
After that incident Sukuna is completely attached, he constantly whines for you to come see him including the scientists also calling for you to calm him down. He wonât let you have a moments peace.
Even when you tell him youâre extremely busy heâs having none of it, if he wants you to laze around and do nothing but rub him or praise/coddle him he completely expects it!
As his mate youâre meant to be with him all the time you should be grateful heâs even letting you leave the nest.
You were left fully shocked when he first called you his mate but the scientists explained that you were his first and now you are his last, they had all praised you because testing was made easier if you were there.
Theyâre all surprised to see him completely like mush under you, like one time when it was time for his blood to be drawn he made you come and sit in his lap while he had it taken. The doctors said he seemed to be completely smitten with you, in love and so possessive.
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Okay but Virgin!Reader who is absolutely terrified of intimacy. Itâs not a lack of knowledge on the subject; sheâs knows more about it than a retired pornstar. But she just canât handle the thought of giving herself away, especially to someone she doesnât know or feels like she canât trust! Back where she comes from, trust is a privilege and respect is a must. But what happens when she meets brutal, gruff, and one hundred and ten percent dangerous Simon Riley, whoâs way more experienced and has a history of fucking just to let off some steam.
Ughhhhh đ”âđ«
Simon is your neighbor. Your first interaction is when he almost knocks you over in the hall, only offering a grunt and cold glare before slamming his apartment door shut.
It remains that way for a year or so, the rare times you do see him home. Nothing is ever said, but he acknowledges you with a grunt, and you always return a small nod of greeting. Heâs cold and gruff, but every time he gets home from wherever he goes, you have to hole up in the living room to escape the moans and his headboard banging into your wall. the following mornings you can hardly look him in the eye as he stares at you rushing towards the stairs.
Itâs not until after a particularly bad date, who is stubbornly trying to invite himself into your apartment, that Simon actually speaks.
âJake please, I had a nice time but I have to get up early for work.â You protest, trying to block your doorway and the guy scoffs. âCâmon, you gonna leave me hangin like that?â He frowns, trying to shoulder past you.
âI would like you to leave now.â
âListen here you little bitch, Iâve had to put up with staring at that rack all night, the least you can do is-â
âThink the lady told you to get the fuck out mate.â A deep voice growls, and the two of you jump, and your eyes widen at seeing Simon there, and thereâs a dark look in his eyes as he stares down your âdateâ
âHey man, this is none of you-â
âConsidering this nice woman is my neighbor, Iâm making it my fucking business.â He states before quite literally lifting Jake by the scruff of his neck and throwing him out into the hallway. âI see you bothering her again and Iâll kick your sorry ass up and down this god damn complex you got that?â
Jake is gone before Simon is done talking. You hear him take a deep breath, shoulders relaxing before he turns to face you, and youâre surprised by the concern showing in his eyes.
âThat fuckhead didnât hurt you, did he?â He asks, and youâre shocked this manâs voice can be so soft. Youâre frozen, just staring at him before you find your voice.
âN-no, no Iâm okay, he was just trying to shoulder past me.â You stutter out, nervously playing with your fingers. Your heart stops when one of his large hands reaches up, gently brushing your hair away from your face.
âSorry it took me so long, couldnât tell if it was you I was hearing.â He admits, and your heart flutters. He knows your voice?
He talks to you more after that, helping you with groceries when your hands are full, stopping by to ask if youâd watch his apartment while heâs away on deployment. You start to look forward to the two knocks on your door, finding Simon waiting for you, crinkles around his eyes letting you know heâs smiling at you.
But the women still come, along with your nights camped out in the living room, youâre heart just a bit heavier every time.
(might turn this into something)
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