#if you KNOW you KNOW and if you DONT youll SEE. giggles

[icarusredwings]

I had a similar idea to this except its the captures trying everything to break Wade and they just.. cant?

He dosn't care if they starve him, says "thank you, I was thirsty" when water boarded, giggles when slapped, moans when choked, and keeps breaking out only to sit there all cross legged and pouting.

"H-harder. Im almost there- GASP Aww whyd you stop!? Damn tease!"

"Aw fuck yes. Slap me. Hit me again. Tell me im your bitch. Oh what? Am I no fun?"

"Really? You're going to break my fingers? I do that for fun!! Ha! And you call yourself bad guys. Maann. What amateurs. Here's a tip. Research who you're kidnapping HAHA! You can't seriously think this would be enough to restrain me right? You gotta be kidding."

"You know you guys are starting to get boring. Is this your first kidnapping or something? Yeah, I figured. Okay so do you know how to do a loop knot? Oh my god do you guys not know ANYTHING from boy scouts? Jesus. Here gimme the fucking rope ill teach ya."

"There! See? Now look I can't get out. Now when he shows up, make sure you show him what a great job you did."

They get a bit weirded out on A. Why he hasn't left already B. What the fuck is wrong with this guy? And C. When who comes?

"Oh youll see. He should be here soon. I will say that this is a filthy basement. Perfect for this kind of work. If I were you id install an automatic locking system on the door."

'Why do you say that?' They ask.

"Well.. for one. REALLY pissed off Wolverines can get in... Hiiii peanut! Took ya long enough.."

Then just casually frees himself and hums quietly while Logan rips them apart with his claws and teeth like a resource gaurding animal, shaking their guts out and practically painting the basement walls red with them. Fixing his suit, wade still hums, dusting himself off with a smirk. "Now, now honey, get that out of your mouth. Logan, drop it. You dont know where that's been, sweetie. Now lets get out of here yeah? Im thinking Chinese."

In conclusion: Wade is TERRIFYINGLY conditioned to being kidnapping to the point he practically lets them kidnap him for fun.

Wade and Logan end up getting captured somehow during a job, and to distract them, Wade starts purposefully annoying Logan. They start arguing and their captors have no idea what to do. They didn't know The Wolverine and Deadpool were like "together" together, but they were bickering like an old married couple. Logan is fuming and seeing red, tearing at his restraints, frothing at the mouth. Being so distracted by a raging Logan, they don't notice Wade getting out of his own restraints. He releases an angry Wolverine on them and sits back to watch his berserker baby tear the place apart, picking off any that somehow manages to escape Logan’s misdirected fury.

[sporesgalaxy]

also dont worry I have been thinking about What Happens In Vegas since the day the Bill Book was announced . I need to draw them again

[ratatatastic]

do you write fic on ao3?

unfortunately for everyone involved i do!

[morwap]

𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄

• executioner!james potter x queen!reader

•angst

• nav | james potter m.l

• blurb, cheating, implied death

you stroked james’ head as he cried into your nightgown, his hands clenching the fabric so hard his knuckles turing white.

tomorrow he was going to execute you.

“james, dont cry” you cooed, tucking his hair behind his ear.

“i wanna go with you” he sobbed, his knees hurt from the stone under him. james lifted his head, his tear stained face was something youll always remember.

“you cant. i told you what you were going to do, you have someone to take care of.” you sighed, your hand slipping from his hair to his cheek, he leaned into your touch and turning his head to kiss your hand. more tears fell down his face.

“if they find me, theyll do the same” he sobbed.

“they wont, i made sure of it. you do what remus says and it wont happen.” you reasured him.

remus could see both of you, a gaurd dog, litterally.

“please…please…just do what he says and it wont happen, he will call it off- i wont have to do it.” james begged in a broken voice. you shook your head.

“i can’t james, you know that” you sighed.

a soft whine started.

“cmon, she wants her father” you stood up and guided him off the floor, taking him to her crib. you wiped the tears from his eyes before picking her up. she giggled and reached out for you two.

it had always killed you to pretend she was the kings child.

you held her so that she could see both of you.

“please james, do it for me”

[dizzybizz]

hai here is a sketch dump with too many fandoms :) sorry about the ungodly amount of men here i have been going through it and by it i mean gay

ok wait i ran out of tags??? it wont let me tag them all���😭😭 im gonna have to be sparing with them uhh i guess i will have to ramble under the cut then cus i like rambling in my tags but i cant with this one 😭

(ok im back from the ramble: it is way too long.... proceed forward if you want to see some guy just absolutely talk nonsense for entirely too long)

no cus i swear i have tried tagging more stuff than this before and never hit the limit but whatever

hello i really use this like a fkn blog huh

i just wanted to provide some thoughts on the harper and rosé one first bc its important to me 😌 cus i was thinking abt harper and how in my head and heart of hearts she would be the kid who thought you get pregnant from kissing and i dont think she ever really grew out of that belief. <- this ended up spawning the idea of harper being a sex-repulsed ace and i will die on this hill actually. fight me or die, you die either way actually nvm

this is just a buncha blorbos i dont know what to tell you really. sketch pages like these always end up so weird for me bc for some reason my brain always wants the characters in them to interact in some way. whether that be talking or just reacting to what the other is doing... its something i cant stop with, its so stupid and silly and i hate it and i love it. where else would i see kabru slowly losing his mind with how loud phoenix wright is in court????

I THOUGHT I HAD GOTTEN OFF THE RAILS WITH THAT BUT THEN THE NEXT PAGE HAPPENED. and all i could do was laugh and ask "what the fuck am i drawing??? HOW DID WE GET HERE? WHY IS THISTLE HERE WITH LEOPIKA HELP" LIKE that page started with the big leopika and then i was like "man i miss thistle lemme draw him real quick" but the curse struck and now hes being homophobic so </3

i rlly like how the nic(k) page turned out ... i just have a lot of nicks i like drawing idk.. the lil guy is an oc,,, one day his ref sheet will be finished and itll be awesome but not for now, sorry baby, no can do. im weirdly happy with how the hands turned out for all of them tho?? so thats a W

yotasuke, murai, nick (youll never know which one im referring to. .. jkjk its hoult i love the pose there ehehhe), nic and the entire last page r my favs. i like em all but those rlly get me yknow- the olly too ofc but ive already posted him, dont mind him being here, hes part of the set. AND OVER ALL IVE BEEN HAVING SO FUN WITH SHADING BLACK AND JUST LEAVING SPOTS BLANK ITS SO ?`????

WHY IS THIS SO LONG PLS DONT READ ALL THIS THIS IS STRAIGHT UP EMBARRASSING AGHSDFGSDHJSGD im all like "yeah i dont like talking about myself or whatever" but as soon as i get to my process or blorbos or smth the floodgates fucking break open, not even burst man.

also dont mind how i havent even acknowledged pingas twink pokemon counterpart. hes just here for shits and giggles i dont know the guy like at all, i watched a handful of eps of horizons and that was it RIP

[hornyfor-redacted-onmain]

Soft SKZ Thoughts

I should be finishing my fic but everytime I sit down to write, I just end up thinking soft thoughts >~<

→ Jisung writing love songs for you because he can only think about you. Its either the best thing he's ever written, or the worst, but you love them all the same. The first love song he ever wrote was followed by him asking you out on a date, and its the same song he'll sing at your wedding years later.

→ Minho smiling at you everytime you walk in a room. He cant control how much he gravitates towards you, always wanting to be close. He doesnt even care if the others tease him, because he gets to watch you smile back at him. He gets to kiss you hello and goodbye. He gets to love you.

→ Chan watching you as you sleep, trying to memorize the dips in your face, counting the seconds between each breath, wondering how he got so lucky to have met you. He'll make your sleeping face his lockscreen, and often complains that he can only fall asleep with you at his side.

→ Jeongin is determined to play tough when you first meet, but you crumble his walls faster than a wrecking ball in a miley cyrus mv. He's smooth, he's got all the right words, and he wont hesitate to make the first move. But he'll be smiling and giggling into his pillow that night, and the first time he kisses you? his lips will be tingling for hours after.

→ Cooking with Felix. You end up with something smeared on your face and a giggling australian, and whether you retaliate or pout, youll be getting a soft kiss as apology in the end. Dont be surprised if one day he bakes you your favorite treat. He personally called up your closest friends/relatives to find out what you liked.

→ Changbin scooping you up into a hug whenever you see each other. doesnt matter if its been months or hours, he always want to hold you in his arms. You always get a free seat on his lap, always get a free hug when its cold, and all you need to do is ask before hes dropping everything to get you whatever you want.

→ Seungmin watches you. He plays it cool, smiling or looking away if you catch him, but really he cant help it. He memorizes your orders at a restaurant, files away the names of all your friends, the way the sunlight hits your face and makes you glow. He wants to know everything about you.

→ Hyunjin, ever the hopeless romantic, falling for you within weeks of meeting each other. He loves washing your hair, giving you massages, watching whatever you want on movie night, imagining your face to every love song he hears. He'd already planned out his wedding vows by the time he finally asked you out, and he sometimes rehearses them in the shower.

[muikitoo]

Their favourite physical part of you!

Rottmnt x gn! reader

Warnings:

Includes both sfw and nsfw(not direct action) the nsfw only goes for the future versions of the turtles!

A/N:

I finally posted! Shocker i know. I didnt have any ideas but this js popped up cuz i used to love hc like these. I've never written for gn reader so pls give some tips, ty!

Sfw:

Donnie

- This dude likes your hands. He likes when you hold hands and how they fit perfectly in his.

- he LOVES to play with them too, especially when he has nothing to do or when hes stressed.

- Even tho he isnt big on physical touch, he LOVES when u hold his face. But i feel like he would actually enjoy it as long as it isnt unexpected or when hes irritated!

- he would probably try and sneakily hold ur hand around family without anyone noticing bc he will not hear the end of it (*cough cough* Leo.)

- probably zones out while watching u do anything with ur hands (paint, write, even fiddle with random stuff)

- you probably have him melting if u ever try and give his shoulders a gentle massage with your hands

- in short, he loves ur hands and holds them any chance he gets cuz hes touch starved af.

Bonus: you guys probably have some morse code and he taps his fingers a certain way if he feels uncomfortable and wants you to leave the room with him.

Leo

- i think its obvious he would like your hair.

- He loves playing with your hair when you guys are cuddling.

- will style your hair. Maybe even ask Mikey to join in too. Youll probably end up with atleast 50 hair clips by the end of it.

- if u have long pretty hair u bet he WILL DRAMATICALLY SOB once u cut it off, but he loves it regardless.

- melts and grins like an idiot if u dye it blue. Brags to his brothers about it.

- "guys look! See? See? They love me so much they dyed their hair blue!"

- low-key jealous u have hair..

- I also hc that he loves ur arms too!

- oh lord dont get me started on the arms. If you're a bit muscular and u start flexing/training he would be dead. Gone. In the grave.

- even so he would love to have you wrap your arms around him

- dude wants to be babied so badly

Mikey

- ADORES your smile and your eyes.

- he loves how your eyes lit up when youre excited. Or the way a smile keeps up on your lips when you talk about something your passionate about.

- your sweet giggles are heavenly atp.

- loves loves loves loves the way u praise him when he creates something.

- you have this boy head over heels.

- the way you look at him with complete love in your eyes makes him want to sob on the SPOT.

- you're so adorable he just wants to kiss u on the spot (cuteness aggression atp)

- he js wants to see you happy :(

Raph

- i feel like he would also like your hands. Theyre so small compared to his.

- Loves everything atp, tho he does get scared. Especially if you're smaller than him. Hes so scared that he'll crush you!

- probably likes your cheeks.

- bro would squish and cup them then just slightly nuzzle your noses.

- gets flustered when you cup his cheeks too

NSFW‼️ Aged up!

If you do not wish to see any of this, please exit!

Thighs, chest or ass?

F! Donnie

- if i have to be completely 100% honest? He doesnt care about any. At all. Just loves you.

- but if i had to give an answer for sake of these hc? thighs. No words. Just thighs.

- loves it when you crush his head between them.

- will grip your thighs, leaving slight marks but not enough to actually hurt you. He doesnt want that.

- loves leaving marks and kisses on them.

- if hes stressed because of a failed project, he'll just lay between your thighs in your shared bed. Occasionally giving a small nibble here and there.

- If you're wearing short shorts, good luck.☠️ Do not expect slow and passionate Donnie.

F! Leo

- all of the above.

- mostly an ass and chest guy.

- He would probably slap your ass occasionally, but not hard enough to hurt you. Again, he hates that.

- but if you beg him to do that? He'll be hesitant but if you beg hard enough he might.

- leaves bite marks.

- I did say he loves your arms and when you flex them, but he also loves your chest.

- your gender doesnt matter. He notices you panting and your chest rising up and down?

- Lord. This man does not know is he wants to dominate you or be dominated.

- Loves trailing teasing kisses and slight bites up and down your chest.

- Loves to cum on your chest and ass. He thinks you look so pretty.

- still wants to shove his face in your thighs tho

F! Mikey

- Again, he probably doesnt care either. He loves you regardless of your body.

- He just wants to make you feel loved.

- But again, for the sake of this - i think he'd be a chest and thighs guy.

- Loves laying on your chest, loves leaving kisses and bites.

- nuzzles his face either on your chest or on the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent.

- hes so sweet, but will shamelessly cum on your chest. Especially when youre giving him head.

- he loves your thighs, doesnt care if theyre small or big.

- he thinks theyre so soft<3

F! Raph

- Waist. And belly. Forget everything above, just waist.

- Again, bros scared he will crush you. Especially since hes much much much larger now.

- He really doesn't want to hurt you :(

- He loves to grab your waist. Its so tiny compared to his giant hands.

- Dont get me started with the belly. Chubby or not he loves squishing the soft flesh on your belly.

- covers it with his cum.

- He loves it.

Important!

I just wanted to say these are not meant to be accurate, these are js what i think the rise turtles would like physically! I struggled a LOT with mikey and raph.

[moralesluvr]

high maintenance gf x earth 42 miles and how he would literally spoil her sm!! and everytime she gets her hair, nails, etc done he always wants to see them #SoCute🤭

take care of my woman ft. miles morales

♡ pairings & aus: earth42!miles morales x black!fem!reader ♡ summary: your boyfriend loves keeping his girl spoiled and happy, and he especially loves to see what he does for you ♡ warnings: one swear! just sum' good ole fluff ♡ a/n: thanks for your request!! we love the softie side of mr morales ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

MILES MORALES DEFINITELY SPOILS YOU. Every chance he can get, he's finding reasons to provide for his girl or finding ways and outlets to get you what you want. On this particular day, you were sitting in a hairstylist's chair after Miles caught you scrolling through different hairstyles on your Pinterest feed.

"You want that one, hermosa?" He had asked you earlier when he saw you save a picture of some goddess braids to your hair inspiration board. You didn't even bother to lie and say no, because you knew he could tell if you were lying, so you just nodded and watched as he sent you three hundred dollars to go and get your hair done. As you stood up and got ready to go, he came up to you and pulled his car keys out his pocket, "Take my whip. I'll see you later, okay? Love you."

Grinning at him, you had kissed him and left his house to go to your favorite hairstylist, Monica, who has never done you dirty in the years she's been doing your hair. You were sitting comfortably in her chair, catching up on the latest neighborhood gossip as your phone charged next to her hair station. She heard it buzz and she tapped your shoulder, "Girl, your man is texting you."

"Hand me the phone, please." You requested, the device getting placed into your palm as you felt Monica start on your next braid. You swiped your phone open and clicked on your boyfriend's text.

from [mi novio <3]: hey amor from [mi novio <3]: what yo hair lookin like? lemme see

You giggled at his message, "Yo, Monica, can you take a picture of the back of my head and send it to Miles?"

Monica snorts, "You do know this big 'ole ponytail ain't finish yet, right? I'm jus' starting the third row."

"Just take it." You urged with a laugh. You heard your stylist snap the picture and click send, and within seconds, your boyfriend was texting you back.

from [mi novio <3]: yikes bae from [mi novio <3]: thats the end product? from [mi novio <3]: u need some more $$ ??

to [mi novio <3]: no u idiot, she ain done yet to [mi novio <3]: i think imma get blonde ends whatchu think?

from [mi novio <3]: get 'em, youll look cute in that

to [mi novio <3]: wait crap i dont have enough money

MI NOVIO <3 HAS SENT YOU $100 DOLLARS.

from [mi novio <3]: here u go ma from [mi novio <3]: txt me when u done from [mi novio <3]: i love u

You grinned at your phone and set it down, slumping back in the chair as you waited for Monica to finish your hair up. You couldn't wait to get home to your boyfriend and show him.

After what seemed like an eternity, your braids were finally finished, dipped, and your scalp had been moussed. You swiped your (more like Miles') card and smiled at Monica, who wished you a good day and slipped a free hair oil in your bag. You made your way outside and quickly drove back to your boyfriend's place, excited to show him your new hairstyles.

You unlocked the door to his crib once you arrived. You saw him sitting on the couch, manspreading with his hands behind his head, watching something on TV that you would probably have little to no interest in. You grinned and squealed when you saw him, plopping down next to him, "Look at my hairrrrr!"

He smiled at you, kissing your cheek, "Lookin' so fine, déjame hacer una foto."

You watch as your boyfriend takes out his phone and takes a picture of your hair, saving it to some folder. You peek over with a smile as you see the name,

my woman and the shit i pay for.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 ☻ thank you for reading!

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑-𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓🕷️: @queenesther996 //@sukunas-slutty-bitch // @c3f21 // @wydney // @rinnyisnothere // @brieryann // @moisttowllet // @Dee-m-cee // @liliummz // @starhrtz

𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✎: @Dee-m-cee // @euphorichappiness10

[stevie-petey]

heyy i know you prob need to write chap 3 (btw cjapter 2 wa sso well written as usual), can i req a blurb? maybe one where he cheers bug up after a bad day or some fluff of steve, bug n robin

since chap 4 was so ,,,, dark, heres some fluffy steve rob n bug <333

enjoy !

"im legally owed time with y/n."

"jesus!" steve nearly drops the stack of movies hes precariously balancing in his arms. he didnt hear robin come in, she isn't even supposed to be working today.

robin slides on top of the counter and stacks yet another movie onto steves already too large pile. "hey, did you hear me?"

"why are you here right now?"

"because im legally owed time with y/n."

"what does that even mean?"

"that im legally owed time with y/n."

steve nearly throws the movies hes holding in robins face. shes been here for not even a minute and he already wants to strangle her. he loves the girl, shes his best friend, but steve forgets how infuriating robin can be when she wants something.

angrily setting down the stack, steve pinches the bridge of his nose and faces robin. "alright, what the hell are you talking about?"

she stares at him. "i am owed. time with. y/n... legally."

"robin, i swear to god-"

"why are we swearing at robin?" you appear from the breakroom, carrying a few rentals in your arms. stopping next to steve, you hand them to him with a smile. "i found the rest of keiths stash. he has a very weird obsession with molly ringwald."

"y/n!" robin throws her arms over you and hugs you fiercely.

you squeak in alarm, though you allow your body to rest against hers. while youre always happy to see her, youre confused by robins sudden affection. "um. hi?"

"im legally owed time with you."

steve covers his hand with his hands and groans obnoxiously loud, but you simply laugh and nod eagerly at robin. "oh, i absolutely agree."

"you actually understand what shes saying?" steve looks at you incredulously. he cant believe it. youre actually going along with robins weird new scheme.

you roll your eyes at your boyfriend. "i mean, isnt it obvious?"

"yeah, harrington. its pretty clear, like crystal." robin butts in, shoving her hip against steves, effectively pushing him away from you so that shes the one now next to you.

"robin is legally owed time with me, so of course i have to abide by the law." you shiver slightly. "crime scares me."

it sickens steve how in love he is with you sometimes, and it sickens him even more that he finds you painfully adorable in this very moment. shuddering at the idea of crime, abiding by robins made up laws in a way that makes his heart twist.

"i'll be sure to never let you anywhere near crime then, angel." steve laughs fondly, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead.

robin gags and you giggle. "thanks, honey. does that mean youll let me go spend some legally obligated time with robin today?"

"but-"

"you hog her all the time!" robin steps between you again and she glares at steve. "i mean, i get it. youre in love and whatever, but y/n is my girlfriend, too."

you blink. "i am?"

not that youre upset about it, but it wouldve been nice to know sooner.

"i had her first!" steve scoffs. "and i dont hog her, i simply am always with her. theres a difference."

robin flicks him. "is the difference the chemicals imbalance in your brain from all that stupid hairspray?"

"okay, i do not use that much hairspray-"

"what happened to not letting me anywhere near crime?" you poke steves chest, pouting slightly. admittedly, you have been slightly distant from robin lately. not that its anyones fault, shes just been busy with band and you with the party and college applications. still, you know she misses you, and you miss her. "im sure you can survive one day without me, steve."

"no i cant."

robin gags again. "youre pathetic."

"youre the one who insisting youre legally owed time with y/n!"

"because i am!"

"hey!" you clap your hands, the sound loud enough to break up whatever quarrel is happening between steve and robin. "im right here, you know."

robin grabs your hand and pulls you away from steve. "and now youre leaving with me."

"oh, alright." you dont do much to fight her, allowing her to drag you towards family videos front door. "i was going to go willingly, but this works too."

"y/n!" steve shouts halfheartedly. he knows hes lost, but he doesnt mind. secretly, he loves how close you and robin are. he also recognizes how little time youve spent together, and he cant help but feel a little guilty about it.

you wave briskly at him, giggling under your breath. "call me tonight?"

"always."

"i love you!"

steve laughs. "i love you, too." then, just before the door closes and you and robin disappear, he calls out, "bring our girlfriend back in one piece, buckley!"

"make me!"

and with that, the door swings shut and the sound of your laughter lingers in the store.

steve smiles softly, the warmth of your presence enough to ignite his chest. he'll miss you today, but he knows that tonight itll just be you and him. no one else.

and thats enough for steve.

until he turns around and remembers the giant fucking pile of movies he still has to restack.

"fuck my life."

[amourjins]

POINT OF VIEW — 01 : rude for what..

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as you walked into your new school, talking, laughing, and gossiping captivated the hallways. you looked around nervously, seeing so much people. god, if this is how much people you see in the hallways, then just imagine how big the school is.. (the exterior already made you feel like dying.)

you went over to a random locker, leaning onto it as you opened your phone. a minute passes, and youre immersed into your phone, not paying attention to anything around you. as you were about to text one of your friends (most likely riki), someone stood in front of you, looking down at you. how long had they been standing there for? you dont know, but you hope not for long.

“are you gonna stay on your phone all day or get off my locker?” you immediately shoved your phone back into your right pocket, looking up at the person who confronted you. she was pretty—ethereal. her features were insane. a group of 3 stood behind her, staring right at you. you snapped out of your trance, immediately moving off of her locker. “u-uh—sorry..!” great, yn ln. you embarrassed yourself not even an hour into your new school.

“who was that?” you heard one of them speak when you started to walk away, “i dont know..” one of them responded.

you finally got into your first class after so much walking, taking a step in as you took a look around. the first face you noticed? the owner of the locker that you were leaning on. aand thats when you were fucked. she immediately turned her head to you, as you two made eye contact. you turned your head away from her, turning to the teacher. “oh! yn! everyone, please welcome our new student. ln yn.” your teacher announced as you just stood there awkwardly. “umm.. yn, you can take a seat right there,” he pointed to an empty seat. you walked over, taking a seat.

“hi, im ning!” the girl to the right of you greeted, as you looked at her. wasnt she one of the girls apart of that group?, you thought. “ooh,, hi, im yn.” you replied as she giggled, “nice to meet you! friends?” she boldly asked, smiling. “yeah, sure.” you nodded, happily. you embarrassed yourself on the first day of school, but you made a new friend.. at least? its the thought that counts.

“alright! bye, everyone!” your first period teacher waved goodbye, the bell ringing as you got up from your seat, packing up before heading out. you walked through the hallways with your phone out, texting riki and yujin. as you continued to walk, you bumped into somebody, dropping your phone, “a—ah, im sor…” you looked up at the person.

WHAT THE FUCK.

you were met with the same girl who owned that damn locker.

“can you fucking watch where youre going, new girl?” she rolled her eyes, looking you up and down as you just picked up your phone from the floor and stood back up. “maybe you watch where youre going?” you bit back, “just learn how to stay out of my way, ‘kay? you seem a little obsessed,” she clicked her tongue, looking you up and down once more before walking away, leaving you stunned.

“..that bitch,” you murmured.

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a/n ; doesnt really make sense atm but youll see what i mean next chapter guys!

[beomgewz]

LINGER

four , passenger princess (621 words)

“MARK,” you grumbled, fiddling with your fingers, “are you sure your friends will like me?” nervously glancing at the man driving, you noticed his eyes quickly darted towards you.

“of course they’ll like you, yn,” he replied, looking back at the road, “youll match their energy, dont worry.”

you nodded, his words coming through one ear and out the other. you were nervous about meeting his six other friends— but you were more nervous about jisung. how will you be able to face him? you havent been near him in ages. sure, youd pass him for a brief moment and that was that. but being near him? no— that was too much.

“are you worried about jisung?” mark asked, his voice soft and calming. he didnt want you to be scared of meeting his other group of friends— let alone be scared of meeting jisung.

you nodded. “a little. i saw his tweet earlier and it just— it just made me feel like shit,” you laugh it off, “i’ll be fine.”

he casted a worried glance at you. “just stick with me, okay? or do whatever you want— i’ll make sure you wont have to interact with jisung as much.” he averted his eyes back on the road, letting out a quiet sigh.

you nod, your nerves running through your body. "one of your friends commented under my tweet." you told him, further avoiding the topic of jisung. frankly, thinking about him made you sick, considering what he tweeted just a few hours ago.

"who?" he asked, a slight smile gracing his face, "wait, let me guess — was it chenle?"

you giggled. "no, it was uh..." you took your phone out to look at your tweet, "it was haechan."

"haechan?" he laughed, his eyes crinkling up. "what did he say?"

you hum, "he replied to jake's tweet. you know how he calls me pretty?" you turned to face mark, who nodded. "jake called me pretty and haechan tagged you asking if you were going to let it slide." you slightly laughed, recalling his tweet again.

mark laughed along with you. "i think youll get along with haechan just fine, then."

"mark," a whiny voice rang out, who you found out was haechan, "someone was flirting with your girlfriend under her tweet."

you awkwardly laughed at him, "mark isnt..."

"dude," mark laughed, "yn isnt my girlfriend — what made you think that?"

everyone went silent.

"i swear i see a man giving yn a drink before design class," jaemin defends himself, looking at you as if you betrayed him. he looked at you, then at mark, trying to figure out what was going on between the two of you.

you shook your head, "mark and i arent dating; we're just friends." you looked anywhere that wasnt his group of friends, "i dont know why mark played along."

mark gasped at you, "how is that any of my fault? i didnt play along to anything."

you huffed at him, "you didn't even ask jaemin what he meant when he told you to invite your girlfriend," you rolled your eyes at the boy, "this is embarrassing for me — im here while your friends were under the impression that im your girlfriend."

audible giggles were heard, setting a reminder that his friends could hear your argument.

"ouu, a couples quarrel already?" chenle giggled out.

ignoring chenle, mark defended himself, "you wanted to figure out who he was talking about!" he stared at you for a few moments before your other words registered to him. "wait — whats so wrong about dating me?"

eventually, the giggles turned into laughter as his friends laughed at him in mockery, as if telling him, "theres so many things wrong with that."

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[pouringmyheartoutforpaper]

stevie loves mocking you <3 doesn’t even do it on purpose. he’ll just repeat the answers to your questions with a sweet little chuckle. when he does it in bed😮‍💨

heheh

he lovveeeesss it. he never felt like anyone wanted to ask him questions because he never felt smart enough. the fact that you trust him enough to rely on him makes his heart flutter. so sometimes he giggles a little bit when you ask him something like he knows the answer to everything.

“stevieee where does cinnamon come from???”

and he laughs a little and says “well i dont know that babylove, where do you think it comes from?”

and in bed its a completely different animal. he will give you anything you want, you just have to ask for it. he loves making you tell him what you want him to do. loves making you a little embarrassed and shy and most of all blush. watching you struggle to look him in the eyes and twiddle your thumbs while you’re soaking through your panties is so fun for him. of course, youll never feel unsafe or uncomfortable with him, he just wants you to be able to ask him these things. he likes training you to be open and honest with him, even when its about how much you need him inside you.

“what do you need babygirl? tell me whats wrong love.”

“steve…” and youll bury your burning face in his neck. whining and trying to buck your hips against him, but he just takes your jaw in his hand and makes you look at him.

“you know i’ll do anything you want me to, you just have to ask me,” and he can see youre already a little fucked out from how much hes been touching you and teasing you, “can you be good for me hon? can you use your words for me?”

and at this point your shyness has worn off because he makes you feel so safe and secure and needy. and so you just tell him you need him inside you now and he just smiles at you.

“yeah baby? that what you want? that make you feel better baby? you want me to fuck you honey? yeah? thats a good girl baby. thats my good girl. c’mon, spread those pretty legs baby, let me see. awh you poor thing. dont worry baby, ive got you. daddy’s gonna take care of you. shhh.”

and once hes got you fucked so dumb and kissed senseless and all you can get out is moans and his name, he cant help but mock you a little.

“awh, yeah baby? that feel good? you like it when i make love to my pretty girl, huh? oh i know baby, can feel you clenching ‘round my cock, baby. love taking care of my sweet girl. you feel what you do to me? you feel how hard you’ve got me? fucking beautiful. hottest thing ive ever seen. god baby. shhhh, ive got you. i know. i know.”

fucks you dumb on his cock till youre screaming and hes straining and moaning into your mouth “i know baby, -god- fuck- good girl, holding me so tight.”

hes just so sweet but so condescending.

[pathetic-tboy]

tw for extreme noncon, implied murder (not of the narrator) , sex slavery, kidnapping serial killer erotica

you went into the woods feeling prepared. you had a gun on you. people kept disappearing in the woods and youre sooo brave.

the dead bodies freaked you out. you decided to leave, but there she was. taller than you, with long hair and a knife. you reached for your gun as she strided towards you, you could see her clearly in the moonlight. there was blood all over her. her face, her clothes, everywhere.

you pulled the trigger. click click click. you had forgotten bullets. but she giggled, grabbing your face.

"oh, you're so cute to be out here looking for trouble, are you trans, too?" of course she had clocked you. before you could say anything, you were pushed down on your knees. you wanted to move, to scream, but you felt frozen in place. she fished her cock out from her jeans, rubbing it on your face. "be a good boy for me and take care of this, wont you?"

she talked so sweetly for a murderer. your heart was pounding out of your chest. you stared at her with a stupefied expression.

"aw, come on, sweetie, you dont want me to use this on you, do you?" she pressed the flat of the bloody blade against your face. you were shaking. everything in you told you to run, to fight back, but you took her cock into your mouth anyway, hoping that she'd let you go after.

you bobbed up and down, the woods silent besides her hums and your slurping. you looked up at her with tears in your eyes, wondering how you had gotten into this mess. but you knew, it was all your fault. you could die out here. you slowed down, lost in heart-chilling terror, but you couldnt deny the heat in your core.

"need help?" she grabbed the back of your head with one hand and shoved you down on her girlcock, fucking your face. you sputtered and choked around it, crying even more now, feeling helpless as she violated you. if only you hadnt come. if only you hadnt come. it was different when you were the one controlling the pace. she went hard and fast, you didnt even know if she cared if you could breathe. she might choke you on her dick until you drown in your own saliva, you could barely think as she used your mouth like a pussy. was this the first time she had had sex in a while? and it had to be you?

she pulled out of your mouth, leaving you gasping and panting, and threw you down onto your hands and knees. you tried to crawl away, but she dragged you back by your ankles, and flipped you over.

"you dont want me to get mean, do you?" she growled, staring you in the eyes. you avoided her gaze, shaking your head, but she grabbed your jaw and forced you to look at her.

"n-no ma'am....." you whispered defeatedly.

she didnt bother taking off your shirt, instead cutting it up and off you. she traced your scars, seemingly interested in them. "ill have to cut you up a little..... you make such pretty scars... ill need a fresh knife." she whispered morbidly. you could only choke out a sob as she unbuttoned your jeans, yanking them down and off.

"look at that pretty little cunt...." she dipped her fingers in, and you cringed at how wet you were. "youre so wet.... you must be loving the attention, dont you? youll love being my little boytoy, wont you?" you didnt answer. you were paralyzed with fear, tears streaming down your cheeks. but she touched you well, and you were moaning aloud at her expert playing of your pussy and tdick, thrusting your hips into her hands. the fear and her touching you were rocking your senses, you were terrified but you wanted more, but you didnt want more at the same time.

until she stopped, spreading your legs across her clothed thighs, brushing her girldick along the edge of your hole. you gave a couple of half hearted wriggles to get away, but you knew you were powerless. she held the knife against your throat then.

"you cut that out, slut, i know you want this. listen to your fucking moans." she rubbed her cock against your tdick. and you involuntarily moaned, thrusting your hips and proving her point. "yeah, i fucking thought so. now. take. it." she thrusted into you, drawing out a gasp, then all the way, pounding into you. she gave you no time to acclimate, raping your pussy as hard and fast as she could. you cried and screamed but kept still as she violated you, the knife scaring you into compliance.

but even still, your pussy made embarrassingly wet sounds around her thrusting, and you were moaning and whining. you felt your orgasm fast approaching, and tried to will it away. you cant cum from this. you CANT cum from this! shes KILLED people! but you let out a defeated wail as you clenched down around her thrusting cock, cumming on her despite your useless internal struggle.

"yeaaah, good fucking slut." she slapped your ass with the hand she was using to hold your hip, but she didnt stop. she didnt give you any time to breathe, or come down from your powerful orgasm, she continued to take you until you were cumming again.

"fuck- please!- uhhm- no more!" you cried out, but she either didnt hear you or didnt care. she bent down, bending your legs behind your head, and kissed you hard. she tasted like blood. she smelled like blood. all you could think about was how good it felt and how you probably shouldve been dead by now, and how you dont know if this is better.

"im gonna cum in you, you better be ready." she hissed against your mouth, bitng down on your lower lip hard. she fucked you hard and deep, making you sob despite your moans and guilty pleasures. you didnt have a uterus, but you didnt want her to cum in you. the first time was supposed to be special! but she made you cum one more time with her, spilling into you as you wailed. it felt so good.

"fuck..... good fucktoy." she sighed, twitching inside you as she dumped her load inside your aching pussy. "can you still get pregnant?" she asked, zipping up her jeans.

you didnt say anything for a second too long, she slapped you in the face. "n-no ma'am...." you whispered, holding your arms across your chest.

"so i can keep you? great."

"fuck- no- please let me go!" you cried, but she picked you up anyway, throwing you over her shoulder and carrying you deeper into the woods. you beat against her back weakly, but she didnt seem to notice. you screamed until you couldnt scream anymore, but at some point on her walk back to her isolated cabin in the woods, you quietly accepted your fate as a serial killers sex slave.

[multifandom-exe]

Tea and Toast- Father Figure!Donald ‘Ducky’ Mallard x Reader 

Word Count: 1k

Request: I saw you’re willing to write for ducky? No one writes for him and he’s my absolute favorite. So inspo is how he’s always super sweet to Abby like they go on nights out together? I love their relationship so much. What if I sold Abby it was the reader. Maybe reader had a bad childhood and thinks of ducky as her father figure? I feel like he would be so kind to reader and treat her like a daughter? Maybe they would have hangouts or something idk? I’ve always loved ducky he’s just so sweet. I could listen to him talk for hours… anyways thanks so much in advance if you write this and if you don’t thanks anyways. Have an amazing day or night. 💜💜💜 

n/a: this is complete self-indulgent comfort im sorry! We all need a father figure like Ducky. Also take a shot every time i say ‘favorite’, youll be dead. 

“Ducky!” 

The glass doors of autopsy slid open with a ‘whoosh’, as the girl bounced in, hoping to find her favorite lunch break companion. 

“And everyone else.” The slight falter in her face was hard to miss. They all greeted her with smiles. 

“Do you have something for the case?” Tony asked her, surprised by her being in autopsy instead of festering in her lab. 

“No...” Gibbs chimed in. “Missy here eats her lunch with ducky every day.” 

Tony gasped dramatically. “Why don't I get to eat lunch with Ducky every day?” A scowl littered on his face. 

“Because your not the favorite!” Ziva said in her sing song voice, absolutely delighted at Tonys reaction.  

“Shush now i don't have favorites! I love you all equally” Ducky's thick British accent carried across the room as he started to make his way over to the team. “Dear, the kettle is boiling if you want to get the tea ready for us.” He smiled warmly at her as he patted her hand in his, before she bounded away to make their tea, just how they both like it. 

“Shes the favorite.” Ziva and Tony said in unison, looking at each other. Just before they both felt a sharp smack on the head. 

“Shes everybody's favorite.” Gibbs says, with a hint of a smile on his face. “Because she does her work, and has the sweetest smile.” He grinned as he tapped her cheek, but that was their cue to leave, as Gibbs thanked Ducky for his autopsy review. 

He moved back over to his desk, where her self-proclaimed chair was already pulled out, laden with her favorite blanket, because the cold wouldn't stop her having lunch with her favorite person. He patted her head softly as she sat down and got comfortable, before he ducked into a different room for a second. 

Her brows furrowed as she watched him, but they eventually drifted around the room. These were the times she cherished, her reprieve from the horrors she sees during the day. Huddled up with Ducky, listening intently whilst he talks about God knows what.  

He shut the door behind him as he came back into view, holding a plate of toast with her favorite spreads on. “Ducky!” Her face broke into a large smile as he moved closer. He set the plate down next to her on the desk and sat down in his own chair. 

“Dont tell anyone, but you are definitely my favourite.” He whispered in hushed tones which was quickly broken by the giggle that burst from her throat. 

“So, is it really sanitary to be eating in autopsy?” She quizzed, as she bit down on her toast. 

“Well, my dear.” he started as he served her tea. “I have been eating toast will all assortment of the spreads in autopsy rooms since the 1970’s.” 

A fake pout littered her face. “So, this isn't just our thing?” She pouted. 

“Well, no, but you are by far, my favorite person to share tea and toast with.” He patted her cheek gently as she beamed at him. 

“Well, the good doctor, you are by far my favorite person in this entire building.”  

He smiled gently at her. He feared glancing at the clock, because he loved spending these moments with her, being her safe space, and seeing her wrapped up in her favorite blanket, safe from the horrors that befell the other, more unfortunate people who had often arrived in autopsy. 

“Are you still taking me ice skating after we have finished today?” She looked up at him wistfully. 

“Of course, dear, i wouldnt let you go by yourself, don't want all those pesky boys bribing you into dates with hot chocolates, or you having to pick yourself up if you fall!” He shook his head like the thought made him uncomfortable. 

“Aww Duck, I love how you look out for me.” She pulled him into a side hug. “But nobody asks each other out on dates in real life anymore.” Pulling away with an eyeroll. 

“That, my girl, is the travesty of the twenty first century. I'm telling you now, when a man comes into your life, he will be personally vetted by me, we will not be inviting any no-good silly boys to our movie nights” His hands moved animatedly as he talked, but the care was seeping out of his voice. 

“Of course not, we couldn't have some silly boy ruining our weekly documentary, can we?” She stood with her hands on her hips. He broke out into a smile, the stress leaving the lines in his face, and he grabbed her head softly and kissed her hairline. “On the topic, can we go shopping to look for a new movie and snacks before we go ice skating today?” 

“Of course we can.” Before he could continue, the clock chimed, signaling the end of her lunch break. The pout was evident on her face the moment the clock started with its awful sound. “Dont pull that face dear, it will stay that way.” He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. 

The corner of her mouth twitched into a smile as she finally stood up. He pulled her into a hug, the kind only reserved for familial relationships. “Now, I will see you,” He tapped her lightly on the nose. “At 5 o'clock for some tea, and a skate around the rink, hmm?” 

“Definitely, Duck!” She hugged him back deeply, before beaming at him, and heading for the doors. With a final ‘woosh’, the doors were opened, and she was gone, thinking of all the fun they would get up to tonight, and all the pictures of her found family she could add to her wall. 

[ugly-pickle]

you will always come first ☆ ayato

CHARACTERS: ayato x gn!reader

SYNOPSIS: you start to think that he values his duties more than you… but you are proven wrong

GENRE: fluff 💿

W/C: 0.5k

C/W: kissing, physical touch, cussing, and if you squint your eyes you can see some neglect (if theres anything ive missed please let me know!)

A/N: i finished my scara angst at 4:30am… it is currently 7am and i have JUST voted on my own poll……… i have not slept yet. not proofread!

it’s been a while since youve went on a date, or at least do something romantic with ayato. i mean, you both have many duties, with your husband being the head of the kamisato clan, and you being his wife.

today, you both have your day off, but ayato still decides to do paperwork on his rest day, and his only break days comes in once a blue moon. youve been hinting at him, youve been sighing a little too loud and pointing out the lovely couples that come to the estate just to drop off MORE paperwork.

even after your attempts to try to let him know, he still doesnt get it! and now hes talking to an official so you cant even talk to him… youre sick and tired of how dense the head of the kamisato clan can be! it breaks your heart not being able to have some one on one time with your beloved.

you head to your shared bedroom, while walking there you see ayaka and thoma, “oh hello y/n,” says ayaka, “hello ayaka, hello thoma” you say, your tone being obviously depressed. “are you okay y/n?” thoma asks you with a worried face. “well… it’s been a while since ive been on a date with ayato and…” you look up to see ayaka giggling, “w-whats so funny?” youre a bit offended, youve just told the two about your troubles and now ayaka is giggling? “oh youll see,” thoma tells you before he walks away with ayaka.

what the fuck just happened. whats going on? maybe hes finally gonna take you out? “y/n?” you you jumped a bit at the sudden surprise, but you quickly regain your composure, “oh hi babe!” he puts a hand on your shoulder, “are you okay y/n? youve been acting strange all day, have i done something wrong?”

you feel guilty for making your beloved feel sad, “well, uhm… look ayato, it’s been ages since we been on a date together and i kinda feel like you forgot about…” you advert your eyes from his, he puts his fingers under your chin and lifts your head. "of course i didnt forget our anniversary, thats what i was planning all day, im sorry for not planning it earlier."

what.

oh shit, that was today? youve been so focused on going on a date with ayato that the thought of your anniversary was completely forgotten. ayato sees the slight panic in your eyes, "i dont need a gift, just being with you is the greatest present ive ever received." you feel a your shoulders relax but can still feel a tinge of guilt.

ayato presses a kiss on your temple and says "no matter if it's my day off or if im drowned in work, you will always come first my love."

A/N: all of my brain juices were out by the time i started writing this. very very cringe but i didnt know what to write ૮ ⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ·̭ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝ ྀིა

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[aliamor]

this is going to be me coded fr, but. Caseoh x a giggly reader. When I'm around someone I love, I just tend to giggle a lot, so I'm just imagining the reader absolutely rolling on the floor from laughter during discord media on stream.

GIRL MMME TOO i got youuuu🤍

🪿seeing caseohs discord media is the funniest thing to do well streaming with him. You sit next to him as he reads and both of you listen to funny edits and videos.

🪿 one was very funny, making you laugh very much that you fell out of your chair which made you giggle even more.

🪿hearing caseohs laugh only makes you laugh more, its like hearing a joke and the person laugh make the joke 100% funnier.

🪿chat loves seeing yall laugh together at their discord media, some times there will be funny edits of caseoh AI or case photoshopped into stuff.

“Such a happy familllyy” youll joke as you see caseoh photoshopped into a random family.

“Whatchu mean family? i dont know these losers” case would laugh out loud

🪿you would laugh so much you would try to say through laughs how much your stomach hurts.

🪿 since the first time you were in a stream of caseoh doing discord media, everytime chat askes for you to join in with him because you add a good touch with both of your humors mixing.

Mwah,

Look at this CUTIIIEEUH