#jack x daring

[alexglitches]

A funny idea about Jenny and Daring:

I'm pretty sure if someone notices their relationship (if they tried to hide it) should be Blondie

Like she see them in the forest dating or something and she said the gossip

(and strangely daring and jen are giving me some vibes to Hercules and Megara)

I mean, when the relationship eventually does get out, no one’s really opposed to it

while Jack isn’t happy that Blondie spilled the beans, she’s glad everyone is so accepting of her and Daring

Dexter and Darling are excited to have such an awesome future sister-in-law, and Vil has no bad opinions on the Charming prince, so long as he keeps her happy, so it’s a win-win all around

also strong-willed woman with guy who gets easily flustered around her, love that

[stargatelov3r]

SG-1 4x5 Divide and Conquer vs. Stargate: Continuum

for anon <3

[sold2vlaykz]

SLASHERS X SHIFTER READER

Prompt: reader who shifts to their universe

Characters- Bo Sinclair, Michael Myers, pretzel jack, Brahms Heelshire, Jacob Goodnight

Pretzel Jack

He knew what you were so immediately he wanted to be your bestest friend, you were doing what he usually did!

Except you were shifting realities for him!

He hates it, he’ll sleep all day until you return again when you fall asleep.

As soon as you appear he’s showing you tricks and taking you on walks.

Sometimes you just cuddle together, he always get so scared that you’ll wake up early.

Will literally cry if you vanished in the middle of his tricks, tracks the time you usually come back. Will try to send you signs too see if you’re okay.

Knows how to send signs, visions, warn you of potential danger.

Begging you everyday to just live and stay with him in his reality, he didn’t like the fact that other people could have you.

Trying his best to show you newest of tricks he learned over the time, showing you that no one could make you smile as much as he could.

-

Bo Sinclair

It freaked him out that he killed you and you kept coming back, eventually he just gave up and spoke to you.

When he’s flirting with you, or you’re in the middle of something intimate and you just vanish.

It agitates him, especially when he’s angry and he can’t talk to you about it.

If you disappear on bad terms, he’ll stay up all night thinking about it. Wondering if you’d even come back.

Wondering if he’d kiss you again, it’s all full of reassurance when you eventually come back.

He’s a tad curious about it, wondering where you came from, what year it is. Showing off old things you’ve never seen before.

“Technically I’m over thirty years over ya.”

He doesn’t know how to show signs just yet, but he does accidentally when he’s very angry.

Communicating with you through visions when you awake unintentionally

“How old are you really- Wha- WHAT!?”

Getting jealous about the men you come across in your real life, telling you that you shouldn’t date people even if he’s not “technically.” Real.

Your his.

Eventually, if he learns to control it he’ll make you say his name in your sleep. Which obviously made any guy you were with assumed you were cheating.

Convincing you that you should stay there with him forever and just letting your body go on auto pilot.

Which of course you told him no, but that doesn’t stop him from arguing with you about it.

-

Jacob Goodnight

He met you by you walking around his ‘home.’ And talking to him as if it was normal.

Of course he tried to kill you but then he found out that wasn’t possible, so he just grew used to you being around, and eventually grew obsessed to you being around to the point where now if you leave he goes batshit insane, you’ll return to him crying on the floor only for when he sees you to run up to you like a toddler.

Swooping you up in his arms and begging you not to leave him again.

Trying to make you feel extra guilty you when you have to get up for work/school.

Telling you to pray with him before you left, throwing tantrums about you having actual relationships outside of this. Calling you whores and cheater only to apologize later, on his knees telling you he’s sorry.

Telling his mom *before she died* that he had a girlfriend, despite her never seeing you. And when she did she tried to kill you, only for you to return again and again.

He didn’t know how to send signs, only accidentally sending them when sad or angry.

“I missed you, I really did.”

Is all he says while holding you up as you return, if you disappear before he gets to let go he will literally crash out.

Breaking things, being more cruel in his killings.

He doesn’t do weird things with those girls anymore, he has a girlfriend. Despite what people think, he’s a very loyal boy. Like a puppy dog,

-

Michael Myers

It went from him trying to kill you, realizing he couldn’t so ignoring you, than eventually dealing with your presence.

“Michael, there’s not a thought behind your eyes is there?”

Were you insulting him? Never in decades had anyone grabbed the balls to insult him and survive.

Yet he couldn’t kill you, so he had to get used to ‘his’ annoying numb skull. Yeah that’s right, his.

He sent signs to you, random nightmares or random visions of scary shit. You always pestered him about it though he had no clue he did.

It’s like his aura was just haunting even unintentionally.

He was intrigued about why you liked him despite all he did, honestly didn’t mind you being around especially when it wasn’t halloween. Though time moved different because of you, one day it could be Christmas the next it was halloween.

During the days it wasn’t his killing spree and he had to wait out he always watched out for his loud mouth to yap to him about the movies he was in.

Disappeared in the middle of a yap session? That’s a shame, he wanted to hear how he died.

If you forget to bring it up he will silently think about it, death had never been an actual concern until you spoke of it.

He was an unstoppable force, so he never considered death until now.

-

Brahms Heelshire

You had became his new nanny, you just followed the plot of the movie and switched up the ending.

At first he thought you left the house until you told him he didn’t believe you until he witnessed it himself.

Vanishing in the middle of his bedtime story, how rude.

“I missed you, we didn’t finish our story but that’s okay we’ll finish it later.”

His babyish voice was quite charming when he was in an especially good mood. Though his deep British voice was just as pleasurable.

“I missed you.”

His deep voice was so soft, every time you were together he cuddled up in the crook of your neck. Punching/breaking any object that was near if you disappeared in the middle of anything.

And oh boy, did he know how to send you signs.

He learned to just for you, will more so for himself and his jealousy.

Trying to remind you everytime that you didn’t need anyone in reality because you had him. He felt you were happy for any other reason other than him?

Dudes rage will make the loudest ringing in your ears.

“Don’t leave, just stay here with me. Forever.”

And of course you said no, so the arguments became frequent everytime he brought it up. Especially when you knew it was time for you to wake up.

“Just stay, you can. You just don’t want to!”

He’d yell at you, but he never ignored you especially with the limited time he had.

“You don’t need a boyfriend, I’m your boyfriend!”

In the softest kiddish voice just to make you feel bad, though what didn’t he understand? You had to live to!

[arbutus-blossoms]

" I promised to take you home. We'll be reunited under the peach trees."

[lichilly]

“I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you.” — Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

cw gender neutral reader, joseph being an exhausted lovesick puppy. they are in love your honor.

Joseph entered the apartment quietly, closing the door with a soft click. He leaned against the worn wood, letting out a deep, weary sigh.

“Joseph?” Your voice, still laced with sleep, called softly from the living room. A smile tugged at his lips as he turned and made his way toward you, his steps gentle.

You were nestled on the couch, wrapped in a cozy throw blanket, with the TV off and a side lamp casting a soft, golden glow. You rubbed your eyes, peeking out from under the blanket.

“Hey, c’mon, let’s get you to bed,” he whispered, moving to scoop you into his arms.

“I’m not even tired,” you yawned, sitting up and stretching your arms. “How was filming today?” You patted the couch cushion next to you, beckoning Joseph with a warm smile and droopy eyes.

Joseph trudged over, sinking into the plush cushion with a heavy sigh.

“Hm, that doesn’t sound good,” you laughed, gently brushing curls from his forehead. He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“That obvious, huh?” he asked, opening his eyes to meet yours, savoring the feeling of your fingertips tracing soothing patterns along his scalp.

You hummed in agreement, the room falling into a comfortable silence, filled only with the soft symphony of your intertwined breathing and the hum of the refrigerator.

“You didn’t have to wait up for me,” Joseph whispered, guilt pooling in his eyes as he traced a thumb beneath yours. “The couch isn’t for sleeping, y’know.”

You wrapped your hand around his wrist, nuzzling your cheek into his palm. “I know, but I wanted to see you.”

Joseph’s heart ached at the sight of you bathed in the evening glow, the lamp casting a warm halo around you, making you look angelic.

“What am I going to do with you…” His words lost their teasing edge, his mind too fogged with exhaustion to care.

“You getting tired on me, big guy?” you cooed, pressing a soft kiss to his palm before tracing delicate shapes and swirls down his arm. His eyes fluttered shut, head lolling to the side as a muffled groan of pleasure escaped his chest.

You scooted closer, tucking into his side. “The couch isn’t for sleeping, y’know,” you echoed, your laughter a soft melody.

He pinched your side, making you yelp and grab at his mischievous hand. It slipped from your grasp and found its way under your shirt, his fingers grazing your side. Goosebumps erupted across your skin, sending a blissful shiver up your spine.

Joseph opened his eyes, his hand gently petting the curve of your waist. “You gonna carry me to bed, then?” he teased, a dopily contented smile spreading across his face as he relished your reaction.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. We’d both end up with broken backs and sprained muscles before we even made it off the couch.” You patted his chest, your smile knowing and warm.

“Alright, alright,” he laughed, his shoulders shaking as he sat up, pulling you into his lap. With the blanket still wrapped around you, he stood, effortlessly lifting you. “Time for bed.”

As if on cue, your eyes began to droop once more, a yawn rising from your chest. “Great idea.”

[thatrandomartistjavi]

I love it when men are devoted

[kyraxyrespace]

Day Eleven - Jack Atlas/Carly Nagisa, Scoopshipping (Yu-Gi-Oh 5Ds)

[devine-fem]

twobat shippers want two face to be batman’s main focus? sweetheart, go ahead. ya’ll can condemn twoface to being beat to a pulp while batman stands over him and tells him how much he wants to see him breathing through a machine and being unable to move due to physical paralysis. we can get the cute shit.

i mean, ya’ll been whining about it so go ahead, give us the “toxic old man yaoi” yall love so dearly.

let twoface go one issue in joker’s shoes and ya’ll would start ceasing on the ground like a escaped psych patient. i promise that is NOT what y’all want. 😭🙏

[tnbc-thoughtsandheadcanons]

One of the things I’m really hoping to hear in any of upcoming books is for Jack or Sally to say an “I love you” to one another. I know they’ve shown nothing but true love to one another (they’re married! Lol) but it would be so adorable to hear them actually say it since they haven’t technically yet♥️♥️

J...

Jack and Sally have never directly said that they love each other in any adaptations yet...

...huh...

[juliareed]

Fandom: Alias Relationships: Sark/Sydney Song: Spiracle by Flower Face Content warnings: Blood, death, violence, spiders, insects, flashing lights

[alexglitches]

Haha i looked at the ask about RSA flirting Jen and i can't help but thought if the one who tried to flirt could be Neige

But i imagine him feeling more curiosity because he can see some resemblances (and perhaps hear some rumors) and be a bit confused but also intrigued like -"she's Vi kun's sister? Is very pretty"

he’s very curious

not once had he even met Vil’s “sister” so his kindness and curiosity probably came off as flirty, but Daring wasn’t the future Prince Charming for nothing

Neige is asking question after question and Daring swoops in to save her with Vil, who has taken up Neige’s attention and answered his questions as Jen and Daring sneak away

if it isn’t obvious, Daring isn’t that big of a of Neige lol

[enstarblwrite]

@alexglitches

This shipp (Jen x Daring) has the same vibe of Xayah and Rakan of League of Legends

(If you want i could make incorrect quotes of them with Xayah and Rakan's interaction in the game)

[sold2vlaykz]

Hi hi! Could I also request Bo Sinclair finding out that his s/o really, really likes his voice and he starts doing stuff like hitting on them more than usual and whispering in their ear to tease them? Can be fluff or smut, I don’t mind either way! Thank you in advance 🫶🏼🩷🫶🏼

Distractions.

Prompt: Bo knows about your fetish about his voice and takes advantage of it.

You hated how nervous he made you feel, his deep southern accent rolling of his tongue ever so smoothly.

How seductive he sounded calling you any pet names.

How close he got just to ask you for something to eat, you began to think he was doing it on purpose.

So here you were sitting on the couch watching as Bo came in shirtless with a pair of sweatpants, his plump pink lips biting into an apple.

“Mornin’ darlin.”

He smirked, god if only he knew what he was doing to you. The way your body was reacting to every movement and every sound he made. That sweet southern voice making every hair on you rise.

“Good morning.”

You cleared your throat, you could feel your lower body throbbing. He came around towards you to give you your ritual hug, only this time he growled in your ear.

“Missin ya- gorgeous.”

You didn’t sleep in your bed tonight, trying your best to stop yourself every time you heard him speak from pouncing on him and just ripping his clothes off, little did you know that’s all he wanted. He was more than close, his nose inches from yours as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

He leaned beside you, just being around him made you nervous despite how close you were.

His hand was on your thigh, it was evident that he was turned on by something, usually he was horny, his hormones being a man was always on. Yet this was different, he wasn’t acting on what he wanted to do, what his body wanted.

All these nicknames, all this attention.

“Didn’t miss me sweetheart?”

He got close again, his lips nipping at your ear with his knee now separating your legs yet not touching you.

“I did.”

You stuttered over your words, your breathing hitched. His ritual Bo Sinclair smirk slapped on his face.

“Mm.”

He hummed in your ear, your shoulders went stiff. Sweat coming off of you in pools, nervousness consuming you. You were shaking and you know he felt it,

“Baby you okay?”

He was just teasing you at this point, now you knew he knew. How crazy his voice drove you, how many nights you spent bent over your own fingers as he talked to you over the phone, how horny you got as he blabbered on about cars and how they worked. It all came out as blahs to you, that sweet succulent voice a big distraction. How when he talked to you your mind went blank.

“Yeah.”

God you knew you weren’t, his knee began to press on you subtly.

“Mm Bo.”

You whimpered out, your head shoved into the crook of his neck as you got nervous, your shyness the only thing stopping you from taking what was yours.

“What’s the matter pretty girl?”

His hands began wandering around, cupping the hem of your pants.

“Want me to touch ya’.”

He didn’t waste no time, his cold hands making you shiver. You didn’t say anything, he knew you were his and that he had every right to touch any part of you. You belonged to him , and he loved every part of it.

His thumb pinched your clit, your whimpers only pushing him forward more.

He crouched a little, leaning on the arm of the couch for leverage.

His index finger dived in your vagina. The thick digit stretching your insides. A moan left your lips as he pushed you through it, inserting another finger.

“Fuck- Bo.”

He was laughing in your ears, he knew what he did to you. How insane he drove you, every act he took was a piece of porn for you.

His fingers began softly thrusting inside of you, the flick of each digit suffocating in your walls.

“You like that?”

He knew you did, he knew you all to well. You didn’t even have to answer him the way you were squeezing his fingers inside had been only answer he needed.

“Harder Bo, fuck- Please.”

And your wish was his command, god it was almost too much to handle. How good he was with his hands, the slick wet sounds echoing in the empty living room. The only sounds had been your moans and the wet slick covering his fingers.

“You close baby?”

You were god you were, your mouth was too full of moans to say anything. Your lips in a small O shape only widening at every thrust. A soft ah’ leaving your lips every time.

Eventually, you came on his fingers maybe two thrust in, you lost count.

But he didn’t stop, his other hand pulling the hem of his sweats though you weren’t sure if you could even handle anymore.

“Bo I can’t.”

You whimpered, at this rate you’d be fucked out. But he insisted anyway, there was no way you were going to get your nut off as his balls swelled in his pants.

His cock flopped out his pants, pre-cum already leaking out the tip.

He wiggled it infront of you, pushing you on your back. You were too tired to contest, and despite already being fucked sleepy, you wanted more.

You aided him and kicked off your pants, his hands pressed your knees to your stomach as he lined himself up towards your entrance. Carefully placing the tip inside before fully diving in you. You screamed, you never got used to the girth of him. You could feel your insides stretching around him.

He was merciless with you, only diving deeper with each thrust.

“Fuck baby.”

Tears streamed down your face as his cock stretched you, your eyes rolled back. You genuinely couldn’t take anymore, Cum already coated you and your cunny felt so full.

“Just a little more.”

All that left your mouth was whimpers, you couldn’t even make any coherent words anymore. His voice aiding you through another painful cum, another thing you loved and hated about Bo.

He was a sex driven God.

Finally he busted deep into you, a groan leaving him. “Fuck.” You stayed like that for a while. Before he collapsed on top of you with his dick still inside.

“Like my voice hmm baby?”

He covered your neck in kisses, you nodded your head. You were all bruised and torn up, all because he heard you finger fucking yourself to him blabbering about Cars.

What were you supposed to do?

“I know your a little sore baby”

Yet he still didn’t remove his cock from inside, he knew about your weird little fetish and he was going to fucking enjoy it.

-

AU: you didn’t mention what gender you wanted so I did fem! I hope you didn’t mind!

I hope you enjoyed it! Please announce the errors I made so I can fix them!

[athofear]

i’m not cooking. i never cook. i can’t cook. i’m not cooking. i’m not

[xxmikeymurderxx]

No one talk to me I’m thinking of jennis to props & mayhem NO ONE SPEAK TO ME 😭😭😭😭😭 LIKE IM ACTUALLY FUCKING VIBRATING AT THE THOUGHT

[dhmis-autism]

seeing the miss grenald x lesley post reminds me that I used to ship miss grenald & yellow together

YOU KNOW WHAT? LITERALLY? AS IS YOUR RIGHT

go OFF MY FRIEND i support u having uncommon ships with my whole heart !!