#im all ears! 😎

[pinkyjulien]

ouHH they're all comFIED UP. WRAPPED for THE COLD

[jrueships]

sauce and/or stef for bingo please!!

TWO FOR ONE!!! here's sauce <3333

and diggs!

[snazzi-strawberri]

I need.... cute pink lolipop earings...,, NOW!!!!!!! *my telekinesis throws everything across the room*

[miange1]

hi aaronnnnnnn😎

can you write the sully men smut having a reaction to those sex perfumes? ykwim?

like they already make humans feel weird but since na'vi noses are most likely more sensitive then i wanna know how they'd act.

male human reader btw 😋

Neteyam, Lo'ak, with pheromone "sex" perfume

male reader, mating cycle like symptoms, tails, sniffing, overprotectiveness, breeding, slight dirty talk, praise, begging, lo'ak prolly submissive idk, neteyam and jake are dominant, accidentally going too hard, aftercare, big dicks, they're blue, idk, im hungry, belly bulges

Neteyam

— it really was just supposed to be a harmless joke. Back at the lab you had just seen it lying around and thought to use it, just to make him more clingy or something like that.

— today was a day you weren't in your avatar, so you just stayed in till you were needed or till neteyam would come by and he usually did.

— you had almost completely forgotten you had put that on, the little bottle long gone in the trash.

"Paskalin!" your body jolted with excitement as you heard his voice, the heavy footsteps echoing through your ears as you smiled seeing his big blue body in the corner of your eye.

"Teyam," the moment he stopped foot inside, he stopped for a second, pupils going full as his nose twitched, and tail swished around. You looked confused, looking at him a bit weird. Was he okay?

— he would brush it off, his smile at you toothy as he crouched down next to you to hear about your day. but the whole time you were speaking, his breathing which was steady, started to become heavy and unmatched. his ears pinned down to the sides of his skull, and his eyes fixated on any open part of your skin.

— his vision would be clouded from the smell alone, and his actual words would turn into 'mhm' and then into low growls. it wasn't his fault, it was the smell and it was coming right from you.

"Nete?" your words were muffled and sounded underwater to him, he could only understand the fact you wanted to see if he was okay. but he blinked and you were underneath him.

"Teyam— slow down!" his eyes darted around your body, his full length thrusting in and out of you at a quick pace. his dick was so wet..had he already came inside? he couldn't remember.

his head ducked down where the smell was strongest, his nose twitching once more as he sniffed your scented skin. bright yellow eyes rolling back, his ears quickly making a small flap motion— like a cats.

"Oh eywa.." he mindlessly thrusted inside of you making sure you were spread and he could reach all the way in there.

— you remembered only after that it was the stupid perfume.

Lo'ak

— most sensitive out of the three, eyes dilated, tail swishing around knocking almost everything over following you around like he had no idea what he was going to do without you.

— he would make the excuse that you were his boyfriend, and that he just wanted to be around you at all times, yet you knew the perfume kicked in as is. he was getting more possessive than usual, not wanting you to leave his side whether you had to do your job or not.

"Lo, you have to let me—"

"Uh-uh.."

"Lo'ak.."

— you caused this, so you were going to be the one to pay for it. he was allowed to stay on the little mattress next to your work space, but he couldn't stop whining and squirming around. you hadn't minded it, till you noticed his shadow looming above you. you were fucked, quite literally.

he laid beside you, eyes hooded and looking drunk. his hand underneath your knee to prop your leg up so he could fuck you right, and another above your stomach just for the purpose of feeling his girth make an outline on your stomach.

"Feel.." he whispered, so fixated on how deep he was inside of you. your noises encouraged him to go quicker, trying to make you feel as good as ever, to pleasure you as best as he could.

the little 'ah, ah, ah's' and the clenching around him made him go feral. his heart was pumping so quickly as he caught sight of your expressions, eyes slightly crossing and uncrossing, drool leaking just a bit.

he just needed to reach a liiiiittle bit more, just a tinnyyyyyy bit deeper inside. his head collapsed onto your shoulder, his hips bucking into you as he came deep inside to fill you up to the brim. his slightly blue tainted cum spilled from your hole, his breathing erratic.

his eyes glanced over to your dick, noticing you hadn't yet cum.

"not done."

[complete-clownery]

I just want them to be friends 🐵

Btw i'm watching the whole series rn, after episode 14 I have a vague idea of whats going on but I dont understand a word, not to mention I sped the whole thing up to get it over quicker so its funny af

~SPOILER~

But yeah so far im at episode 30 and ik it doesnt make a whole lot of sense since we didn't see Jade Rabbit and Macaque interact that much, but in my head in the begining of the series they became really good friends after the "ears incident", but after Wukong left, bc of Macaque declinening mental health they just sowly fell further and further appart and jade rabbit didn't understand why was this and could only see her friend's worsening condition and do nothing about it (and this happened in thd course of 7 years cuz even tho in the series it doesnt seem that long in the book Wukong was away for 7 years, and I'd like to think thats the case here too)((I mean maybe a bit longer than 7 years cuz there was also that vilage he spent maybe 5(???) years in learning human behavior and language but im too lazy to search it out of my book, so +/- 10 years))

Also I think even tho Macaque was mad and was a jelous little bitch, Wukong leaving only made things worse for him, feeling betrayed even more and left behind on top of all that other shit that was going on inside his head

Its so funny to me how every Six Eared Macaque adaptation is getting majorly fucked up (he got posessed in both series lmfao)

Oh and obviously I have transed their gender, I think maybe nobody noticed or educated them (cuz (other head canon) he was adopted by the monkey clan since in the original book (jttw) hes also a celestial primate just like the stone monkey, without parents) so everyone thougt they were a boy for some reason, but everyone was really suprised after puberty began to hit Macaque

Tho that didn't made the clan treat him differently cuz nobody really cared and Macaque doesnt give a flying fuck about it either

I also think it would be funny, when Wukong returned he would notice Macaques chest and just casualy ask him how did he got those (he wasnt really educated on the subhect either) and Macaque would be like: "no idea. You didn't get any?" and both of them would be really confused

Later Jade Rabbit gave them a little lesson about it

So yeah even tho I dont understand this serie at all i think its cool af, enjoying it a lot 😎👍

[the-moon-files]

So I have tried to request this prompt from someone else but I don't think their blog is that active anymore. If your willing I'd love to request the following.

Prompt: Reader is bisexual and gender neutral.

Reader is considered fairly attractive and gets flirted with pretty often by basically whoever gender wise. And maybe reader and Zelda even end up flirting a little bit. Reader would have a similar lackadaisical flirty personality as Warriors has.

I wanted to see how each of The Chain would react to this with the context of them having secret feelings for the reader.

2nd official request, woo look at me go 🏃💨

Sun: Gender-neutral Reader (”you”/they/them)

Orbit: Headcanons-ish

Stars: Zelda (Assuming they meant BOTW), + the classic Chain of Links <3

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: mild cussing, mild typical loz violence, Mildly Suggestive, & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

so i like to think that modern flirting is radically different than their medieval flirting,

like mayyybbeee Wild can handle it, but even then, they have royalty/knights still, so hes still gettin flustered lol

and i like to think u learned that difference the first time Wars complimented ur new/strange modern fit, and u returned the energy?? except 10x stronger (to them)??

youve played the player, and beat him at his own game, the Captain of the knights is sputtering and shit LMAO

(he said smth like, “their beauty is god-like in this otherworldly clothing“ and YOU said smth like he’d “thank you, youd look better in my bed than in armor 👉 😎 👉 ” lmao)

funniest part is, bc its so natural, i can see u immediately shooting off smth and forgetting it instantly, much to the Links collective shock 😭

u go to towns and notice theres always 1 hero around to steer u away from shopkeepers, townsppl, etc so u wont flirt w/them LMAO

(when u finally notice, u just, “ohh i get it now, so im only allowed to flirt with someone named Link, ohhh, okayy” and they just, “NO we didnt say that-!” “No its just their bold flirtations are not for the weak of heart-!” “Yes.” “CAPTAIN-”)

the only one who they cant steer u away from is Zelda.

afterall, they kinda have to inform the Princess/now Queen of the kingdom, whats going on w/them traveling with Link (Wild) around time and space

the sheikah tablet had been disconnecting + reconnecting to Purah’s both fascination and worry

so as theyre invited to eat dinner and explain in the rebuilding castle, everyone’s absorbed in shadow talk or smth, and u can see Zelda’s struggling to follow along, u just casually bring it back to her, as she’s also trying to write notes and theyve moved on too quickly w/o her

“wowww, all these men and not a single one’s gonna offer the lady any, ‘hi, hello, how is the most beautiful girl in the world today?’ “

and the gapingggg from the links shut them right up, while Zelda goes all pink and coughs, and agrees that they should move on to more chill topics lol

and u can crack anybody tbh, Zelda giggles at ur compliments all the time, even in work mode, u can deffo get Wars to blush to his ears, and even Time to look away first in a flirty + staring contest lol

Legend might actually put his hands up like he’s prepared to fight u anytime u try to flirt at him when its just you two, before he realizes what hes doing and stops LMAO

oh and u absolutely get a lot of mileage out of that one lol

the best reactions have gotta be, in order of most to least extreme: Hyrule, Sky, Wild, Four, Legend, Twilight, Wars, Time

Rulie, Sky, Wild and Four fall into that classic, shocked-heart-eyes, full blush up to their pointy ears, etc category when u get them,

they are also very easy to get lmao

Four is the best at recovery, or ducking away, but if its the Colors, its this type of obvious lol, w/the obvious ones like Red and Blue, Green takes a little more to break, and tbh Vio could go toe-to-toe w/u better than Wars tbh before he crumbles under the pressure lol

Legend, Twi, Wars, and Time faces may not change a lot, bc theyre trying to save it lmao, but the way their cheeks go pink and ears twitch is how u know ur gettting to them (along w/legend’s defensive reaction to getting cornered LMAO)

Twi has caved and covered his face w/his hands before lmao

one day youll get Time to break more than an ear twitch, and looking away, One Day.

(Wind is in fact, having the time of his life, watching you absolutely hilariously wreck these otherwise v serious heroes, hes glad u got them to finally relax a little, but also its hilarious seeing Wars and Legend red faces, and occasionally stealing Wild’s tablet to take funny pics of them all to blackmail later lol)

☆

idk how good that was, as im kinda bust at flirty banter between characters, so i hope this suffices ur need to flirt w/everyone lol

also i feel i should apologize for not rlly including pronouns? it just kinda comes w/writing reader stories to put them in 2nd person to both make intimacy for readers w/their little avatar im controlling for them, and to purposefully remove the need for gendered pronouns :/

so im sorry i couldnt quite figure out how to make it where “they/them” got used much, i promise i love all pronouns, its just a skill issue tbh lmao

btw

send any prayers, blessings, or good vibes u got my way tomorrow bc im getting wisdom teeth surgery and i am intimidated✨

ill post more asks (i have multiple asks!! <33) after im lying in bed lamenting my painful fate,

mostly just worried ill react badly to the drugs, also the idea of being knocked out during surgery is a little scary so what can i say

have a great weekend guys!! thanks for reading if u did :)

Peace out,

🌙

[blitzyn]

rookie mistake

dottore x m!reader

Request: Requests are open right? I hope so 🤞 Would I be able to ask for a sub!(male/amab)reader X dom!dottore? With some blackmail and coercion, preferably leaning towards dubious consent but I’m am a-ok with non-con elements, with a fatui/subordinate reader? If you could add in a small scene of him continuing while talking with someone outside the door that’s be awesome 😎 - Anonymous

Synopsis: You accidentally invade Dottore's office in search of intel.

a/n -> yall i know that i said i was on the fence about writing for genshin, but it was dottore and i love him plus i really liked this idea despite it having collected dust in my inbox for decades. whoever requested this: i love your mind and im so sorry it took me forever to decide to write this!! but just a reminder to whoever sees this, i will not be writing for fontaine unless stated otherwise!!

wc -> 3.6k

cw -> non-con, blackmail, coercion, blowjob, deepthroat, literally getting caught, spit as lube, anal fingering, anal sex, standing doggy position, fatuus/infiltrator reader, guys he calls you a rat because you're a spy, not beta read

Your job was straightforward. But it was also one of the most grueling missions you've ever been assigned to.

With your status as an elite spy, you were tasked with infiltrating the Fatui as one of their ranks to gather information regarding the locations and purposes of specific forts to prevent potential attacks and keep the organization from acquiring knowledge valuable to their cause.

There was absolutely no room for error, lest you get caught and pay for that mistake with your life.

Fortunately enough, the mask everyone was required to wear (with the exception of the Harbingers) concealed your identity, allowing you to execute your orders with relative ease. Of course, it wasn't completely simple. You had to fight your way up the ranks in order to even get a hint of the plan from your superiors, which took years to even get recognized for your efforts.

Several times have you had to go against your moral compass. Several times, you doubted your abilities and questioned if you were even making a dent in the Fatui's plans. Although, when you heard a faint argument due to a lack of resources, you knew you were on the right track.

But one day, you noticed that an agent's office door was left unlocked. There was no one in the hallways, and not a soul knew that you had stolen an important document that recorded data for some valuable supply that you didn't care enough to read about.

Making sure you tucked the paper deep inside your coat pocket, you strained your ears to ensure you were alone before taking the risk and entering the isolated office. It looked like your standard room. Boring, silent, and strangely barren of many decorations. You took a moment to inspect the area before deciding to take a step forward when your blood suddenly ran cold.

"I don't use this office very often," a voice said from behind you. You just about jumped out of your skin, swiveling your head to the person behind you. It took you a moment to put a face to the name you'd heard so many times before, but when you did, you quickly regretted your decision to search for any additional information. "But even so, don't you think it's rude to invade someone's personal space?"

You froze, unable to find the right words. Nothing could explain why you were currently snooping around in an office that wasn't yours—much, much less when it belonged to the Second of the Eleven Harbingers.

You inwardly cursed your naive eagerness to do more than you were asked. Your years of experience as a spy should've kept you from making such a rookie mistake, and now all your work was going down the drain.

The two of you stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, fighting the urge to fidget at the overwhelming feeling of his gaze on you, analyzing your appearance. He broke the silence with a hum, neither intrigued nor entirely disappointed.

"I have heard others spread rumors of a mole within our ranks but thought nothing more of their words as an excuse for their inability to secure our resources," Dottore mused, raising a hand to his chin. "I assume that the mole is you?"

You couldn't bring yourself to reply. Your throat was dry, and your stomach twisted into knots. Not that he cared.

"I must applaud your efforts," he said, a slight smirk decorating his pale face. "Not many people evade our eyes so easily, and for as long as you have."

"But, a word of advice—" He reached into his pocket, pulling out a familiar device. He presented it to you, watching in amusement when you suddenly patted yourself down before looking back up towards him. It was the device you used to contact your organization. "—Make sure you clean up after yourself. It's impolite to leave your items lying around."

You don't remember dropping it or forgetting it somewhere. But that didn't matter anymore. You were stuck in the present with no way of getting out of this situation.

He flipped the device over, dully inspecting it as he continued talking. "After going through your data log, it wasn't hard figuring out what you were going for next. While this normally wouldn't spark any interest in me, this resource just so happens to be vital in my current experiment, and I can't have you tampering with my results."

He walked forward, stopping just a few feet in front of you. He was close enough for you to inhale his scent of sterile rubbing alcohol and metal. It made your nose burn as you watched him intently, tensing and fighting the urge to back away out of fear of angering him somehow. The document in your pocket felt unusually heavy.

"Although, I didn't expect such a seasoned spy like yourself to make such an amateur move," he hummed, ignoring your need for personal space to pull your mask off. And you were helpless against it all. "[Name] [L.Name], is it? Why don't you read the paper you have right now?"

That's when you knew you fucked up big time.

With a shaky hand, you reached into your coat pocket to pull out the report, unfolding it only to realize that it wasn't a report at all. It was a blank piece of paper. But you could've sworn there was writing on it when you grabbed it earlier!

He could see the confusion on your face clear as day as a laugh left his lips, tapping a rolled-up piece of parchment on the tip of your nose to regain your attention. "I believe this is what you're after." With a flick of his wrist, he unfurled the paper that contained everything you needed.

"What—" you gasped, briefly staring at your paper before looking back up.

"It's a shame you didn't think to check the ink before you took it," he said, faux disappointment laced in his voice before it reverted back to its normal tone just as fast. "The ink 'disappears' when subjected to anything higher than room temperature. When you put it in your pocket, your body heat, coupled with the insulation from your coat, affected the writing and turned it invisible."

Fuck.

He planned this out.

You swallowed nervously, taking a deep inhale to steel your nerves, even when it didn't do much to help you. "How... how long have you known?" you couldn't help but ask.

"Not long, really," Dottore casually replied, as if he didn't hold your entire life in the palm of his hand. "I caught you just in time."

"Now," he said with a voice that demanded your attention. Not that he needed to try, anyway. His very presence was almost impossible to ignore. "I'm willing to offer you two options. One, I hand this device over to one of my lovely agents and have them torture you for answers then promptly dispose of you. Or, two—" He waved the communicator in the air, taunting you. "—I have you make it up to me."

It was obvious which one you'd be more tempted to accept, but you knew that accepting an offer such as this from Dottore, of all people, was not a good idea. He knows he has you right where he wants you.

"The second one. I... I'll make it up to you." The words tasted like acid as you forced them out, watching a pleased smirk rise on his face.

"Good," he muttered mostly to himself. Leisurely, he turned around and walked towards the door, shutting it before refocusing back on you.

"Get on your knees," he ordered, placing his hands behind his back as he waited for you to move. He observed silently as you obeyed, staring at the floor in shame. "Crawl to me."

He sighed impatiently upon seeing the conflicted and perplexed expression on your face. "You want to be a rat so badly, don't you? So get down and crawl to me like one."

You were given no choice but to comply despite the absurdity of his request. Hanging your head, you inched forward as the cold, wooden floors painfully dug into your knees, stopping once the sight of his boots came into view. You held back a flinch when you heard the fabric of his clothes rustle as he leaned down to lift your head up by your hair, forcing you to your knees.

Instantly, your eyes zeroed in on the prominent bulge in Dottore's pants, making you painfully aware of what he wanted you to do next. With a suspiciously gentle tug, he brought you slightly closer to him. You could tell he was getting impatient.

"Well?" He questioned, a frown gracing his features. "You don't need instructions. Go on."

You glanced up at him with blatant disgust in your eyes before raising your hands to undo his pants and reveal his semi-hard cock. You suppressed a grimace as you held it in your hand, steeling your nerves just enough to be able to lick a stripe down the side. Flattening your tongue, you moved back up to take the tip in your mouth, letting your saliva slip past the corners of your lips to lubricate the rest of his dick.

You half-assed it all, not bothering to take it all the way down or, at the very least, use your tongue. However, Dottore caught on quick enough with an annoyed sigh. You supposed you shouldn't have been surprised when he tangled his fingers into your hair and shoved you down, but you were caught off guard either way.

You were embarrassed to hear a loud gag sound from you, choking and sputtering on his cock whenever the tip of it slid down your throat. You dug your nails into his thighs when he suddenly shifted and pressed the sole of his boot onto your dick, letting out a muffled cry that only served to please him. He made no move to rub it against you, simply keeping it firmly on your crotch—to keep you in line, you assumed.

You squirmed, internally cringing at the feeling of your drool seeping out the corners of your lips. Fluttering your eyes shut, you tried to focus on your breathing. In and out, in and out, in and—

"Don't look away," he said, refusing to give you a moment of respite, shoving his cock all the way inside your mouth, harshly tugging on your hair at the same time. He fucked your face, ignoring your sounds of protest as he battered your throat. He laughed at your struggle, entertained with the way your tears gathered at your lash line.

"Awh, is this too much for you?" He taunted, shifting his hand to the back of your head to push you down to the base. He sighed contentedly at the feeling of your throat tightening and spasming around him, gently rocking his hips. "You should've thought that through before you accepted the job."

With a painful tug, he pulled you off of his cock. A trail of saliva connected you to him, which you quickly broke when you turned your head to cough into your elbow. He ordered you to get up, unwilling to wait a second before he hauled you up by your arm impatiently. He effortlessly moved your body, pressing your cheek against the wooden door as he pushed on your back, forcing it to arch.

Deeming your position acceptable, he tucked his fingers underneath the waistband of your pants to yank them down to your knees. Your breath hitched at the sudden change in temperature, refusing to lean back and seek any warmth from Dottore.

With one hand on your hip, the other strayed toward your ass, spreading it to inspect your hole. It took effort to keep yourself from fidgeting under his gaze, and you opened your mouth in a daring attempt to get him to hurry up when he suddenly spat on your hole, shoving two fingers inside soon after.

You let out a grunt, clawing at the door he had you lean against. It was an uncomfortably foreign sensation but you were in no position to struggle. A burning sensation emanated from your hole as his fingers forced their way inside, wasting no time to move in a scissoring motion. They brushed against a spot that sent sparks up your spine every so often, taunting you wordlessly.

"You're enjoying this," Dottore said, not as a question or comment, but as a statement. And the worst thing was, he was right. No matter how much your mind made you hate it, your body told a different tale.

You let out a displeased sigh, pressing your forehead against the cold door, not daring to make your words known. Not that he minded. He enjoyed forcing your reactions out of you just as much as having them given to him without a fight.

He made it known with a jab to your prostate, sending a shock up and down your spine so suddenly it nearly made your knees buckle. That was all he gave you before abruptly pulling away, leaving you uncomfortably empty until the quiet ptuh! sound of him spitting on his cock filled your ears.

Fuck. This was actually happening. And you had no way out.

In a last ditch effort to maintain your dignity, you tried to push yourself off of the door but was quickly pressed—borderline slammed—back down with a hand to the back of your neck.

"I don't think you'll enjoy the alternative," he said, the undertones of irritation and impatience evident in his voice. He squeezed the sides of your neck hard enough to ensure your compliance, nearly scowling when you shifted in place. "So be still and behave like a good little thing."

Without missing a beat, he lined the tip of his cock up against your slick asshole and pushed his way inside, forcing a strained cry from your throat. He made sure it hurt, purposefully moving slowly to make you feel every inch and vein.

You whimpered, trying to breathe and calm yourself down. The stretch fucking hurt and you instinctively shifted your hips forward in a futile attempt to ease the pain when Dottore held your hips to yank you back, shoving the last few inches inside you.

You let out a strangled groan, biting your lower lip to stifle your noises as searing pain tore through you. You breathed heavily through your nose, feeling the weight of disgust settle in your chest when you heard him sigh in satisfaction at how tight you were. You winced when he pulled out slowly, only for him to slam back inside with a loud slap.

You jolted, just about ramming your head against the door in surprise. You grit your teeth and pressed a hand against it as the wood audibly creaked and groaned under your weight when he began to move. You tensed upon hearing faint voices beyond the door, peering back over your shoulder in a pathetic attempt to get him to stop.

"W—Wait," you muttered, breath hitching. "There's someone outside...!"

"Then I suppose you're just going to have to be quiet," he replied with an upward quirk to his lips before angling himself in a way that made his cock press up against you just right. You were disgusted to feel heat beginning to pool in your gut, forcing moans past your lips no matter how hard you tried to stop them. You covered your mouth with a hand as you listened to the noises approach. Dottore was (somewhat) merciful enough to press his pelvis against your ass, though that didn't stop him from rocking his hips to cruelly grind his cock into your prostate.

"Dottore?" It took you a moment to process the voice as electricity shot up and down your spine, trying your damn best to stifle your whimpers. "Are you in there?"

It's Pantalone, you recognize.

"Yes. Is there something you need from me?" Dottore replied, shifting his hold on you to start shallowly thrusting. You squeezed your eyes shut, listening to the painfully loud squelching.

"Not at the moment. I thought I heard something... else," Pantalone hummed with a knowing tone, sending a wave of mortification through your body.

"Then if that is all, I'd prefer it if you left," Dottore said, his amusement clear as day in his voice. He didn't even try to hide it as he gave you a punishing thrust, the resounding slap mixing in with your moan as it echoed off the walls. "I'm busy."

A laugh came from behind the door. "Very well. I'll leave you to it."

Dottore refused to wait for him to leave when he started again, this time fucking you so hard you were convinced there'd be a bruise. His fingers dug into your skin, yanking you back in time with his thrusts.

Your legs shook and you bit your lip until you bled, but it hardly did a thing to silence you.

"Look at you," Dottore mused, reaching around to hold your aching cock in his hand. He gave it a squeeze before jerking off the top half, focusing on the tip. "You were never meant to be a spy. You'd be so much better off as my little pet, wouldn't you agree?"

You let out a loud moan, instinctively looking down. You didn't even realize you were so hard, but as you watched the head of your cock drool precum onto the ground, everything felt twice as intense.

"N—No!" You choked out, clawing desperately at the creaking door. "I'll never—I'll never be your pet!"

"No?" Dottore laughed, sounding so unbothered it sent a spike of fear through you, reminding you of just how fucked you were. Swiftly, he swiped his fingers over the tip of your cock before bringing his hand up to push them into your mouth, making you taste your precum. With the palm of his hand, he pressed it against your chin to force your head back.

You let out a groan, feeling the strain on your upper back and neck as you stared at him with fear and disgust.

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice," he reminded, pulling out the communicator with his other hand. He slightly shook it, taunting you. "Don't you remember that actions have consequences?"

He pocketed the device as he slid his hand away from your mouth to bring it to the back of your neck, holding it tightly as he harshly pressed you against the cold wood. The side of your face ached, but, much to your horror, the pain only went straight to your cock.

"So just stand there and enjoy it," he said with a groan, his dick pulsing rhythmically as he savored the sensation of your walls clamping tightly around him. "Don't fight how much you like this."

"I don-" Just then, he rammed his cock into your prostate over and over, reducing you into a babbling mess that only proved his point.

Your eyes burned with unshed tears, ashamed that you loved the feeling of him so deep inside you, but you hated that it was him fucking you. You could feel the heat in your stomach intensify with each harsh thrust, feel the way your balls tightened in a way you knew you couldn't stop.

"Please..." you whimpered, weak against the wet slapping sounds that filled the office. "I don't want to...!"

You came with a whorish moan, arching your back as your cock spilled cum onto the floor. You could hear the sound of Dottore's laugh through the haze of your orgasm as sparks coursed through your veins, knees nearly buckling.

"Yes you do," he groaned, voice slightly strained. You could faintly hear his labored breathing the closer he got to his own orgasm, noticing the way his movements grew sloppier and weaker. He reached around again, jerking you off despite the lurking overstimulation.

You tightened, sending him right over the edge as he slammed his cock inside you a final time, pressing himself flush against your ass as he came. It was uncomfortably warm as he throbbed in time with each spurt, savoring the way you practically tried to milk him dry.

But he didn't let it last long as he pulled out with a satisfied sigh, enjoying the sight of you, shaky and vulnerable, before him. He graciously gave you a moment before commanding you to fix yourself, stepping back to adjust his own appearance.

"Now," he said, sternly, like he didn't just fuck you within a damn inch of your life. "Why don't you send a message to your organization stating that you're not going back."

He handed you the communicator with a smug smirk, relishing in your distress. Taking in a deep breath to steel your nerves, you accepted the device, reluctantly typing in a message before returning it back to him with regret written on your face.

"Oh, don't look so upset," he pouted, pocketing the device. You weren't sure when you'd see it again. "It'll be easier for you if you cooperate."

He made his way past you, opening the door, sending shivers down your spine at the sudden chill. "But right now, you have a lot of work to do."

cross-posted on ao3

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HIII!!

i've come to bother you with requests that you totally don't have to do if you don't want to🫶🫶

Could i maybe possibly request a rise!Leo with an easily flustered reader- but the reader gets all snippy and snarky when they're flustered??

Like let's say Leo gives reader a hug (bare with me here) and the reader enjoys it but instead they try to push him off, i guess reader is kinda touch starved in a way lol.

PLEASE DONT FEEL PRESSURED TO DO THIS AND LMK IF YOU WANT MORE REQUESTS I HAVE A TON I COULD GIVE YOU🫶🫶

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ᯓᡣ𐭩 warnings: cussing(!) rizzernardo(!) extra fluff(!)

ᯓᡣ𐭩When I first looked at this I was lowkey confused- but just pieced this together as best as I could! I always want requests! Just send em in and they'll come out when they do :) It doesn't even have to be a request either- it could just be a hi in my ask box. Interactions make me happy! I hope you all enjoy <33

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Who was this swuave boy? And why was he stealing your heart? Oh wait- it's just Leo...

You and Leo were walking down the street, crumbs of your favorite chips being swiped off and dropped onto the concrete. Only for you two to continue walking, being knee deep into the ridiculous words you threw back and forth at each other.

"And then I just- fwoosh!- sliced at 'em like he was nothin!" Leo said, jabbing at the air, making you chuckle a bit.

"Im sure you looked great doing it, pretty boy." You said back, rolling your eyes.

Your black hoodie was not a good choice for this summer, but you could care less. You weren't no punk. At least you weren't looking like the kid next to you.

Leo was wearing this stupid galaxy hoodie with the worst tacky khaki shorts on. Why was this the person you decided to crush on?

"Never better than you though! I'm pretty sure you could knock those uglies down with only one of those glitter bombs!"

You couldn't help but blush at the compliment, swatting at him for making your heart sway in such a way. Your brows furrowed as he took the hit.

"Glad your ugly mug couldn't surpass mines. Every time I see you, you look like a green blur- makes me think of boogers." You could feel your ears warming up aggressively, but you weren't willing to admit that.

Worst part is, he wasn't even flirting. Leo caught onto this quickly.

"No really! With your gorgeous face smirking down on those who try you- now that's hot!"

And somehow, with the sunset shining on his face at just the right angle. His smile looking down at you in amusement as you try to gather your thoughts. It was like time slowed. Were his mask tails flowing or was it just you?

"UUGH YOU FUCKWAD!!" You yelled, jumping at him ready to tear off that dumb mask of his-

"Hey!W- WaiT-"

You guys tumbled against the concrete, giggling and catching hits. You two tussled, trying to see who gets onto the ground first.

Unexpectedly, Leo brushes his lips against your forehead, stunning you for a moment. Next thing you knew, you were flipped over. Back on the concrete, flushed to the nines, and hair spread everywhere.

Leo leans slowly, grabbing your chin.

"Wasa babeh gurl 😏"

"EWWW UR SO CRINGE!!!! GET OFF OF ME!!"

-

BONUS SCENE:

Somewhere deep inside of you, you knew how much the fucking ass CHEEZY ASS action affected you.

And you couldn't help but yearn for more.

BONUS BONUS SCENE:

Mikey walked up to you the next day, with a sniggling face on

"I knew you were a simp- but not that down bad-"

"FUCK YOU!" -

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day 40 of asking misha to put his hands around my neck and choke me lightly

day 1 of asking misha to put his hands around my neck and choke me lightly

[doukeshi-kun]

𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙞 + 𝙖.𝙣𝙖𝙡

notes ⨳ hey, this for you, babygirl @queenquixotic 😎✨ also, sorry yall if this is unpolished, im tryna get out of writers block

contents ⨳ n/sfw 18+, a.nal, spanking, cum in ass, fem!reader

You hum in comfort as you feel his large palms kneading and fondling the plump of your ass. His thumb probes your well-lubed asshole and you wince, half in discomfort, half in pleasure. You could hear his soft chuckle before suddenly, a hard impact land on your right ass.

“Ow!” you turn your head around, glaring at Nikolai who is grinning mischievously. He slaps your ass once again, even harder and you whimper when he buries his nails into your skin.

“Gosh, you're just—” another slap, this time his hand firmly cups your ass with his thumb teasing your cunt. “—so fucking adorable.”

You wiggle your hips, urging him to touch you further. Your cunt is wet with your arousal and your asshole is glistened with lube. Nikolai chuckles when he sees you wiggling, holding your hips before he positions himself behind you.

“You ready?” a nod. “If it hurts or uncomfy, what'd you say?”

“Apple.”

“Good girl.” he pats your head and kisses it. Your breathing gets heavier since you have been in this all-fours position for quite a moment. Nikolai traces his hand on your back before he holds you by the back of your neck. He presses you deeper into the mattress as his other hand grips your left hip.

“A-Aah..!” your mouth hangs when he slowly thrusts into your ass. Nikolai groans behind you, muttering curses as he feels your tight ass around his girth. Your legs tremble as you slowly row back to urge him.

“Fuck, baby...” he sighs, leaning forward to kiss your back and your shoulder. He moans shamelessly in your ear, whispering how tight and nice and warm your ass feels to him.

He starts thrusting. You try to raise your upper body to support yourself and thrust back but Nikolai pins you down by your neck, thrusting with a slow pace and it increases each time. You could only moan and whimper against the sheet as the discomfort is soon replaced by pleasure.

“Touch yourself, baby. Your pussy is fucking clenching for nothing,” he mocks as he lets out a breathy laugh, teasing your pussy that has been abandoned for a moment now.

“Hand, dove. Where's your hand?” he asks as he keeps thrusting, taking your hand to touch yourself. You whine and your fingers immediately find your clit, rubbing it fast and the stimulation makes you jolt, almost making his dick slips out.

“Uh-uh, stay.”

Nikolai grabs your hips and pulls you closer. He is in, deep. You could feel his subtle hairs from his pelvis on your ass. The pleasure is getting to your head that your rubbing on your clit is getting sloppier. Nikolai clicks his tongue and wraps his arm around your waist to nudge your clit and finger your cunt.

“O-Oh, God...!” you moan loudly, feeling a small intrusion in your pussy as your ass is still receiving hard thrusts. Your eyes get hazy. His thrusts are getting slower and sloppy but still hard.

“Fuck...” Nikolai leans forward, practically burying his cock as deep as it can go into your ass. He wraps his hand around your neck and turns your head to the side to kiss your lips. Tongues clashing and you feel his cock slightly twitch in you before it spills.

Nikolai's hand lazily still rubbing your cunt before it rests on your belly, pressing it lightly.

You moan against the kiss and Nikolai parts away. Amidst your foggy brain, you could feel his dick pulls out from your ass. He nudges his dick on the hole before slipping it inside a few times. At last, he finally pulls away with a slap on your ass. His cum slithers out of your asshole, dripping to the bed.

Nikolai ignores it and he looks at you. “You okay?” he asks. You nod, adjusting your position so you would lie on your side. Nikolai grins playfully before he puts his hands on your thighs and spread your legs. His action causes you to lie on your back.

“K-Kolya—Aah..!”

A long lick on your pussy is enough to arouse you, drawing more of your juice onto his tongue. Nikolai smirks,

“Look at this cutie.” his fingers part your wet folds. A thin string of juices from your cunt sticks to each of his fingers.

“She is begging me to taste her. A shame if I leave her be, yeah? Now stay still, baby.”

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Angel on my mind ( Tommy miller x reader ) part one

Summary: A man by nature Tommy sees what he wants, Perched on a stool of the bar only to realise the Pandora's box of feelings he never knew he had

Warning : no outbreak au! , idiots in love , age gap ( 15 years reader is 24 , Tommy 39 ) , mutual pining , this is a two-parter next part will be steamy 😎

He knew he was staring , well aware of his eyes glued to the figure across the bar . if his dear mama was still around she tell him it was rude to stare and clip him on the ear . tommy miller would not feel one ounce sorry . since he came back from the restroom , he notice her. hell he'd only see the back of her figure and he was sure rest just as good . the way the dress clung to her body in every right way , the heel that made her legs devine . looking down at his drink in hand wondering whether to down the drink and make his way to what his could say was divine fate or sit and relax enjoy from afar…. pfft yeah it definitely wasnt gonna be that. Bringing the glass to his lips , a grateful sup letting the rest of the contents of the drink to slither down his throat , alcohol giving a delious burn and fueling his confidence .

“ you want a drink ?” he turned to his brother .

“ ah ya remeber i was here still “ he laughed.

“ you want a drink or not ?” .

“ nah but ..” joel sat up straighter.

“ But nothing that could be the one brother , you gonna stop fate now“ he joked, ignoring his brother's words , already a man on a mission and he wasn't gonna fail a mission like that .

a quick smooth over his clothes and fixing his hair as he walked across the bar , turning to give his brother thumbs up . while Joel was mouthing something he couldn't quite decipher or cared in that moment . shake of his head , he played it cool , not paying attention even though she was turned talking away to a friend , he called bartender over.

“ another one of these ben and whatever this angel beside me is having” cool and cocky demeanour went straight out the doors just as they opened when he heard a laugh , a familiar , all too familiar laugh .

“ please dont tell this is the whole ladies man thing ya do “ her voice , the one who brought sobering clarity to his brother's objections and hesitation . there she sat fully facing him was y/n as in the man he and joel called a good friend , there was his little girl , the apple of his eye . one he'd heard been bragged about nonstop , how she was off getting higher education neither of the men in the trio had. Yet fate it was because clearly tommy miller was fated to be shown end of a double barrel shot gun from the daddy of the girl he'd blindingly was about to hit on .

“ aint hitting on you kiddo , you even allowed to be in here “ he kept going because lord kew the man wasn't smart enough to think of another lie to get him out of this .

“ i aint a kid im old enough” she laughed , head tipping back.

“ thought i say hi angel since you ain't said it to us “ he lied .

“ i said hello to joel when i came in “ .

“ well ain't said hi to me felt a little offended , anyway enjoy your drink and I'll see you later” with that he walked back to his brother less smooth and cocky before .

“ thanks for the drink” she called ever so sweetly.

he could see the moment he was approaching his brother with an amused grin .

“ i tried to warn ya , but then again who am i stop fate little brother” he broke out laughing while Tommy was hoping the chair would swallow him whole .

after that night he hoped he could move past it , take it on the back and then move on . But that wasn't the case it was like a flip switched . thankfully hes only ever known y/n since she was freshly gone twenty, it wasn't like his brother who had known her since she was a girl . of course he thought she was beautiful , he wasn’t ind but she was the daughter of a good friend and fifteenth his junior making her off limits. Now it was even more enticing , like his mind was consumed with just her and only her. even worse any where he was there she was unaware of the power she had on him . how he suddenly couldn't talk a coherent sentence and when he did it was something stupid which probably made her worry about his safety getting through day to day , it was shocking even to him. this switch, this sudden effect that had him completely fucked. she was gorgeous , total sweetheart and always ready to help but then their was the mischievous side , the spitfire that would make the biggest of men crumble . she was the dream girl for any man that held her attention and he began to yearn for it . it was driving him completely and utterly mad from never wanting to be tied down to be so gone for a woman , maybe another stint in the army wouldn't be so bad after all .

Hell this was hell on earth he was sure of it . trying to keep cool , calm and collected , trying not to raise suspicion or raise brows . He stupidly agreed to go to the barbecue john , his dear friend and Y/n loving doting father invited him during what was one the hottest thick with the summer heat of texas . He wanted to call and cancel, maybe fake an illness of some sort but then it would be worse if he avoided them. Maybe he could use the experience as exposure therapy of some sort or so he told himself as he left the house . that therapy was gonna be his own form of torture when he noticed it was pool party . decent sized crowd of friend and loved ones all soaking up the sunshine and cold refreshment.

“ hey uncle tommy “ the voices called from the side turning to see his nieces sarah and ellie running towards him like bats out of hell .

“ hey kiddos , are you behaving?” he quirked his brow . “ Well I am “ sarah smiled brightly.

“ I'm trying , dads over there inhaling the burgers “ Ellie rolled her eyes .

“ well i better go get one before he does , be good and if you can't be good don't get caught” he winked as they shook their heads and ran off .

“ is that the message you wanna give out to the youth “ the voice called, making him tense up instantly .

“hey its quality advice don't knock it till you try it angel” cursing himself for that damned nickname , he used ever since that night luckily no one ever noticed or he was a goner.

“Hmm I might just do that miller , now let's get you that burger “ she smiled, linking her arm with his dragging him over to his brother and her father. “ i found something that belongs to you gentlemen” god her laugh , even her laugh had him feeling all certain ways.

“ wondering when you were gonna get here” joel grin and probably his third burger . “ john man how you make these “ he moaned, taking a bite .

“ i ain’t taking the credit , this one was up all night preparing the food” her father squeezed her cheek.

“ if he done it y'all be in the ER before the sun even set” she snickered .

“ i reckon its cause she tryna impress someone” making her eyes widen and flush on her cheeks .

“ how many beers you had old man , speaking nonsense , anyways i gotta go mingle , Joel slow down ,tommy eat up ,dad shut up” she rushed off leaving men laughing .

Maybe it was the heat or maybe it was the fact of the close proximity of the man that made her stomach flutter and her throat dry . Tommy Miller was a man that checked every single box on the hot check list . the dark wavy curls , the dark brown eyes you could fall for instantly warm and rich. the tough bravado on the outside and absolute goofball that could make you laugh til your side were split . Then there was another side, one she didn’t get to personal have but seen , she'd watch him begrudgingly with a jealous eye watching him talking , charming a woman at the bar . she got her hopes up the first night thinking maybe it would be her , that he'd seen her but alas it was just to say hello to his buddy kid. now she stood pretending to listen about her neighbour's flower garden , nodding smiling yet every so often or more often than not she found herself staring at the younger miller brother before catching herself and forcing her gaze to whomever was talking to her.

“ hey pretty little thing “ god that voice it made her cringe , made her skin crawl . the nickname didnt have the same effect like when tommy called her angel , it didn't even come close but being a good host she plaster the fake smile on her lips.

“ hey shaun how are ya “

“ better know got to see how have you been” his eye not even hiding the fact he was checking her out. now she was looking for a way out and an escape.

“ john the main man” the voice called as the little redhead popped in between the men not that tommy notice he was too busy glaring at the man touching her , basically eating her with his eyes. “ oh hey mr miller , miller” .

“ cassie how are you “ john laughed.

“ looking for your daughter thought she'd here with tall dark and handsome .. where is she ?” .

“ she should be here somewhere … ah follow the eyes burning a hole in the back of shauns head” her father snorted.

“ he's really really shit at hiding huh “ cassie laughed louder snapping tommy from what he was doing to the present conversation .

“ i dont know what your talking about” he shrugged grabbing a beer from the cooler.

“ i maybe old miller but my sight works just as fine , she aint so slick either rushing around make sure she all pretty before you come over” he smirked.

“ before you even try deny it dummy , he aint mad at you “ joel spoke up.

“ so can y'all stop torturing us and make a move” cassie added. “ oh save her from the creep be like out of a movie … can i have a burger since no popcorn “ she giggled.

“ as much as i want to say it but she aint kid anymore and but you hurt her i know places no one will find you “ john mused.

“ you gonna move or what “ joel smirked looking at his shocked brother giving a nod not knowing what to say but shit knowing she felt the same way he was sure he think of something .

“ Yeah so thats why I dumped Melanie , I mean she got a banging body and all but she was too ambitious you know? “ The droning of this man was surely to but her sleep at one point or her blood boiling the next .

“ im sure she better off now” she gave a tight lined smiled.

“unlikely anyways wanna skip this boring party and head out “ he leaned forward.

“ boring party … my dads party?” she crossed her arms and arched her brows.

“ i mean its cute but it nothing im used to you know gala , big dinners lobster and caviar you know broaden your horizons” he winked .

“ how about you stick your lobster and caviar up your ass you stuck up idiotic asshole better guys around here than you ” she stomped .

“ you know what forget it was throwing a dog a bone for easy lay not worth it , don't act like no one sees your little head in the clouds looking at tommy miller , that man would fuck anything and he wont fuck you “ he scoffed only for it to be wiped off his face when his head jerked to the side and her hand connected to the skin . “ listen here you little bitch “ he growled grabbing her arm raising his hand.

“ no you listen asswipe , you are most insufferable man i ever met as for tommy he's more of a man than you'll ever be” .

“ put that hand down before i ..” tommy began only for her to punch the man straight into the nose sending him to the ground with a thud. “ or that will happen” . all eyes looking , all voices now silent.

“ we're just playing kids , this is why you don't try wrestling someone gets hurt “ she winced shaking her now sore hand but shit it was worth it. “ you realise melanies the sherif kid i might let him know what you've been saying about his kid bow i suggest you get out of here before you really get hurt” she hissed before storming off to her house .

she felt her cheeks heating up and embarrassment flooding her senses and now her hand was hurting like a bitch . she didn't know whether to laugh or cry , not that she woke up that morning and thought she would be punching assholes but here she was pacing her kitchen . the nerve of that man to make a remark after all the nonsense he was spewing . he made tommy miller look like an ..

“ angel you ok “ she turned to see the man himself standing at the back door eyes filled with concern . 

“ i think my hand is broken but other than that im good “ she winced looking down at her knuckles now angry red color and slightly bigger.

“c'mon  rocky  sit “ he pat the stool at the kitchen island . “ you got ice or will i get some outside “ . 

“ some in the ice box” she sat looking as the barbecue went back to normal like nothing even happened  until she looked to see ellie and her friends recreating it animatedly and excited. 

“ she probably thinks your bad ass , she not wrong “ he chuckled seeing where she was looking . 

“   it was kinda bad ass right “ she chuckled. 

“ very , guys always been a badass least you wont have to deal with it once summers out” he almost sounded sad as the words came out of his mouth . 

“ why wouldn't i ,  surprised my dad didn't announce it in paper i got job here” she smiled sweetly . 

“ so if i was to ask you on date ?” those words made her eyes wide and second thinking whether she was stuck in some sort of day dream to cop talking to that nasty man. That any moment she would snap out of it and be in her backyard . 

“  like a date date “ was all she could get out of her mouth . 

“ like a date date” he chuckled comfirming. 

“  when .. yes … i mean yes when would you like to “ she stumbled over her words not believing it was real , that this was really actually happening . was it a daydream ? or maybe it was a dream . then she yelped, feeling the coldness of the ice  making it very much real. 

“ sorry angel , i dont think its broke …  as for date we can go soon if ya want” he smirked making her cheek flush .

“ maybe tomorrow night  i dont wanna leave my dad cleaning up alone “ she bit her lip and fought her cheeks from splitting .

“ go i got  helpers” he dad walked in . 

“ ok hes taking this too well “ her brows arched eyeing the man who once told her she couldn't date til she was forty . 

“ i ain't gonna question it ,  shall we ?” He held his arm out. 

“ We shall “ she smiled, linking arms keeping the ice on her knuckles as they walked out the doors. 

He probably should've thought it through ,  instead of getting excited and not thinking  what this date was gonna be. Now here they were in his truck not being not knowing what to do next. 

“ ok i may have gotten ahead of myself and didn't think this through “ he mused. 

“ oh oh right i can leave , we can forget it “ she went to grab the door.  

“ no no angel ,  that's not it  just i didnt think of what to do kinda got excited you said yes” he grabbed her non-injured  hand . 

“ You got air conditioning? “ she asked . 

“ i do” 

“ ok we head to store get some snack and beer  , watch movies  “ she nodded easily. 

“ ok but next date I'm taking you out properly the full show stopper”  he laughed kissing her knuckles .

" well then lets get first one over with first " eyes almost shinning with one thought and that was she was an angel and she was gonna be his angel

[sexy-gummi]

I wanna put you in a fishnet just to rip it off your fine ass play w/ pretty ass tiddays ,lick them juicy ass nipples making u feel good while you cradle my head. kissin on ur neck with appreciation my dick press up against ur stomach,im kissin on you , making my dick jump up against ur torso . you reach hand down while on ur tip toes try to feel up on my dick the length, the girth ,the veins ,and the slight curve im rubbing and playing w/ ur nipple while kissing on u. You reach in my sweats an pull my dick out and begin slowly jackin it making my dick harder 💦and slap in the tip of my dick on ur coochie. I feel and hear just how wet you are, I can see the coochies juice on the tip of my dick. I pick you up and bend u over the edge of the couch and rip ur fishnet open from the back and rubbed my dick head in between ur coochie lips teasing you and slowly put my dick in with ease filling ur soft warm walls im slow deep stroking i can feel tighin up but im breaking u down w/ every stroke the deeper i go ur toes are curled i bend over into ur ear whispering why you making a mess all on daddy you moan back bc u makin me do it im sorry im rollin my hip as im thrusting in and out ur coochie i take my dick out get on a knee and drag my tongue 👅 up and down ur pussy lips and use my tongue to fuck slurping up all ur juices an dragging my bottom lip up until I feel ur clit and my tongue going right to left back and forth and then suck ur clit until u twitch and shake a lil . I stand back up put my dick back in and beat it down with much more intensity walk you over to the full body mirror while my dick still in u . You on your tip tip toes while im fucking you bent over in front of the mirror telling how good of girl you are taking daddy dick going balls deep ,my balls slapping ur coochie with every stroke. I find that spot and tell you to look at yourself as you cum for daddy again but you ended up squirting all on me I stop and you drop to the floor ur legs shakin on the ground my dick dripping from ur juices i give you a moment to urself and go grab a towel and something to drink to clean you up 😎

Whewwwww lawd 🔥🥵......I'm tapping out just from reading this. You trying to make me have your babies? 😱🙈🤣😜👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

[wolfpawzjakey]

Prompt - It Was All a Dream.

Jercy.

Brief description - Percy wakes up in the infirmary of Camp Jupiter and thinks that he dreamed of Jason's death and funeral, but Reyna and Annabeth, who were next to him, tell him that it was real... And Jason is really dead.

I will be very glad if you answer :)

Thank you thank you 🤲🏻

So, I wrote this without editing and rereading it. Writing ideas vs actually writing is hard. I’m working thru a writing block so thank you for sending this to me because maybe I’ll actually write something in full again one day 😎 (im crying under the shades)

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Percy wasn’t unused to death. He was well accustomed to it in fact. He’d neared it himself on many occasions. He’d killed others with him own hands and actions. Death weighed on him, but living his life meant he had no other choice but to deal. Death wasn’t a friend or an enemy, he’d always fear it but knowing its certainty had made it a more comfortable burden to have.

But this death, this death had his system on high alarm. It was too soon, too much of a surprise for him to be able to process what was happening but it was right in front of him. Here he was, watching the life drain from the eyes of his boyfriend, the person he loved the most. It was not meant to happen right now, it couldn’t be happening right now.

But now? He could feel the blood between his fingers mixed with the gritty texture of the dirt from the ground as he tried so hardly to stop it from seeping out as fast as it did. His throat and chest is filled with cement and razors as his voice reaches his own ears like he’s underwater. He can feel the blood seeping into his keens from where he kneels aside Jason’s fading body while Jason’s eyes fight to focus on Percy or anything actually. His words are distorted, he can’t even make out what he’s saying to Jason but he knows it’s filled with dead end attempts as reassurance (both directed at Jason and himself… mostly himself). And gods, the thing he feels the most is Jason’s breathing coming to a slow stop, he feels as his chest starts to shake and stutter, and how each breath becomes less frequent and more spaced apart. How his last few breaths make his chest rise so high before falling like there’s a weight holding his lungs down. Then he sees his eyes dull entirely, no longer that human like glistening that reminds you someone’s alive. He looks silently at Jason’s still body, a body that is so familiar but now so pale and dead eyed. It’s like he’s somehow looking at a stranger now, because there’s just no way that Jason would leave him like this. There’s no way. So, he just sits, hands still pressed over the no longer bleeding wound. Jason’s still warm, he couldn’t possibly be gone.

When he’s shaken from the trance he’s fallen into, all hell breaks loose. He screams and sobs, holding on as his friends desperately try to pull him off. His hands slip away from Jason’s body… and then he’s sat up, eyes frantically searching the new surroundings for the horrific scene he’d just been in. His hands are clean, he’s not wearing the clothes he was in, there’s no blood anywhere on him. And then there’s Annabeth and Reyna, they’re looking at him with concern which means he must’ve been the one in danger right? Because Jason couldn’t be dead, right?

No, no, Jason wasn’t dead. That had just been a dream, it was easy to convince himself that he’d just be able to get up and go into another room of the medical bay and Jason would be there, healing just like him if he wasn’t just out elsewhere. Of course, Jason was fine. Relief flooded his body and coursed through his veins because of course Jason couldn’t be dead. Percy has had these types of dreams again, why wouldn’t it happen now too?

“Percy?” That was Annabeth’s voice, “Perce, are you okay?”

“I think so.” He says, sigh heavy as it leaves his lungs. “I don’t feel that much pain anywhere, I think I’m okay.”

“That’s… good.” She says back, but her smile stays sad, and that’s never a good side. Reyna looks closed off too, which is also not a good sign, but he just couldn’t understand why? Had he been injured that bad? Had something gone wrong when he was?

“Percy,” Annabeth starts again, her voice is guarded and gentle, it’s not unlike Annabeth but again, it’s not usually a good sign. “I’m asking more so… are you okay? After what happened?”

What happened? Panic flashes through him, fast paced images of Jason’s lifeless body and his body all over Percy, but that, it was just a dream right? “What do you mean ‘after what happened’? Annabeth, what happened?”

Her face falls and Reyna’s darkens more than he thought it could. “Percy, I’m sorry but Jason’s dead. You were inconsolable, you fainted after we’d tried to take you away. But… he’s gone.” And Percy’s world shatters again.

He doesn’t yell and cry this time, he doesn’t struggle and nor does he get up to leave the room, he just sits there. Annabeth wouldn’t lie about this, Reyna wouldn’t let anyone lie about this. It was real. The dream in its entirety was real. The grit and slide of blood and dirt between his fingers. The iron scent of the blood that soaked into his jeans. The harsh and slowing breathing echoing through the room. It was all real.

[definatelymrhyde]

Intro post (late edition) because I didn’t know these were even a thing until recently

-> About me

• My name is Rowen! Or Ro if you wanna go with that instead

• If im credited in something (like strange case of the kitchen) it’ll either be my username or Ro Deefynde (it’s a pun. I’m hilarious, guys.)

• I have had a longtime interest in a concerning amount of forms of art (Theatre/Musical theatre, writing, and visual arts, both creating and observing)

•I have ADHD and if given the chance WILL monologue on about whatever I’m fixating on

•I have not too great eyesight and yet refuse to wear my glasses when writing at night (which is a lot!) so as a result we get ✨so many spelling mistakes!!✨

•A good 90% of my humour is based off of sarcasm I apologize in advance

•I’m bilingual! I speak English as my first language and French as my second, I’ve been speaking French for almost 13 years now :))

-> Things I like

•Currently Fixating on: Jekyll and Hyde!!

•Acting

•Writing (Fanfics and my own original stories)

•Drawing. Constantly.

•MUSICAL THEATREEE

•Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

•Pokémon (Samurott and Sylveon are my favorites)

•Dad jokes and bad puns

•The video game A Hat in Time

-> Boundaries n’ stuff

•If you want to draw any of my OCs or stuff feel free!! I want to see them too so @ me if you’d like to

•Just dont be an a-hole I guess 😎😎

-> Things I’ll probably post about

•Fixations! (Currently The Glass Scientists and Jekyll and Hyde!!)

•Ao3 updates

•Art

•Theatre

•My OCs

•The universe I made up in which the majority of my OCs live (Blimps Away!!Airship Services)

-> DNI

•Homophobes, transphobes, sexists, racists etc

•People who like to make fun of beginner artists (Art lore people essentially) etc

-> Other stuff

•(Sigh) I’m the HJ7 pancakes guy… I apologize for the absolute monstrosity and will enjoy making more green food to make up for it soon 😔😔

•Update on the HJ7 pancakes. I am ALSO the guy who created, writes and plays Edward Hyde In Strange case of the kitchen! The,, like,, Jekyll and Hyde Parody cooking show

•I am also the Jekyll and Hyde experiments guy. At least I’m one of them, I was the Jekyll out of the two of us :DD

•My favorite weather is rain and fog because there isn’t enough where I live

•I love listening to people infodump so if you need someone to infodump to I am all ears!! Just ask me first and chances are I’ll be there soon and very willing to listen

•My favourite colour is bright green!! As well as neon indigo, I also like dusty purple :DD

•My favourite type of music is mainly musical theatre stuff but I also really like alternative music

•I got my first ever big role in a musical this year! (2024) it was Jane in Descendants onstage, since then I’ve gotten Hei-Hei from Moana Jr, and I’ll be auditioning for Beetlejuice in Beetlejuice junior Jan 2025

•Singing wise I’m a high tenor, or low alto-ish, but I keep getting casted as high alto and low soprano roles because I can falsetto really high. Help. It’s painful.

•I can do a beetlejuice esque raspy voice without hurting myself and use it for jokes somEtimes

•Aspiring voice impressionist (I can do Shaggy from scooby doo, Applebloom from MLP and I’m told I can do a scarily accurate Twilight sparkle impression but I’m not sure how much I belive that)

•My dream job is to be a comic book or children’s book illustrator

•My OC universe called Blimps Away!! Airship services is a story that I’ve recently made into a webcomic :)) UPDATE; That webcomic has been on hiatus for a few months now because I’ve gained a wrist injury, and can’t draw for intense periods of time like that anymore lmao I STILL DRAW THOUGH DW!!

[gender-bro-im-not-even-human]

Hihi! Questions! Doing you first, so correct me if i use wrong terms. :3

Wanna say this is specifically for alterhuman/therians/nonhumans, not fiction kins!! I want to do a general information gather on alterhuman / therians / nonhumans :3

Since im trying to gather general information, please keep answers general to its easier to plot a pie chart or something

Dont feel pressured to answer all of these! Pick and choose! Gonna try to keep this pretty smal so i dont have to sort through hundreds of peoples answers. I should probably make this a form lmao...

What are/is your type(s?)

If you experience phantom sensations, which do you feel like most?

What part do you enjoy the most and hate the most of being an alterhuman/nonhuman/therian?

When did you first realize the term applied to you?

Why do you think you are an alterhuman/therian/nonhumans?

This one is optional, but do you have any mental health issues (like depression), are you autistic, and what age are you / were you when you realized you are a alterhuman/therian/nonhumans. (Again this is optional! Just want to see if certain groups of people are more likely to be an alterhuman/therian/nonhumans)

Also evil i have it set up like this so i can copy paste 😼❤

idfk how to make tjis go away so plz ignore😼😼

1. I am a snow bengal cat, blue jay, fluffy calico cat, eldritch kin, border collie, and a fiction kin of two characters but yk who they are already :3

2. Wings all the time UGH I hat and love them. Also ears and tails. Also eyes. Many eyes. They are annoying :( only shift I don’t like

3. Dysphoria is 👎👎👎 100% the worst part. Shifts can also be pretty annoying especially because I can’t manage to control most of them so 80% of the time I am creechur which can be pretty annoying especially in public places. There’s also a lot of misinfo and hate spread in the community. Like stop policing my identity bruh I am a creechur now shush

4. When I first found it 3 years ago :) January 31st will make it 4 years of knowing I was Alterhuman!! Although I did not dig deep and actually accept the fact I was truly not human and actually dig deep until last year

5. Past life but when regular humans ask I just say I’m a creechur just because I am and I see myself as not human in most ways. I am being perceived as human but I’m,,, not? I don’t know it’s confusing even to me-

6. Depression, anxiety, adhd, and possibly autism. I most likely am according to my autistic friends 😎

[sehruliyan]

Ok allow me to yap for a second

I feel like as the chariot Akechi would give more feral/chaotic neutral energy. Like I feel like he'd try to cram in as much of the 'childhood' stuff he didn't really get to do. He'd get the happy meal, go to Disney land and get them stupid ears and of course make Mishima his kindergarten boyfriend.

He's still mentally ill king tho 😎

i don’t think i really like changing people completely based on their arcana!! (I haven't finished any of the persona games so maybe im wrong but I dont really know how it would change them ENTIRELY,,) he can do all of that stuff in private!! ordering childish things for his apartment, but it doesn’t fill the gaps

I didnt really know what you meant by kindergarten boyfriend so I asked a friend and he said it had something to do with the innocence of kindy kids and them saying things like "I like you, be my boyfriend" but they don't really know what that means, which I don’t think he would do!! from what ive seen of him, he understands his emotions and he knows where they stem from, but he has no idea how to manage them. he can’t stop to think about it because that would ruin his pace to keep progressing

also I wouldnt send him to disneyland nor mcdonalds he can go eat at big bang burger or something