#man I was in a trance or something wtf

[toastspirit]

just crocheted for like eight hours straight

[blueskyheadleft010]

Listen, I don’t go to the BNHA canon lore or whatever; but like, I think the way AFO supposedly died by ‘rewinding’ himself into nothing is stupid and I firmly believe he did not in fact, do this.

He is centuries old. He’s planned his revenges out like a 4D chess player, and anything less than this would’ve resulted in Nedzu figuring out how to checkmate AFO ten ways to Sunday the moment he even breathed near him.

He’s got thousands of quirks at his disposal, including teleportation, mind reading, and possibly illusion quirks. So you tell me; even if he felt like he’d been cornered like a feral animal, that he wouldn’t have back up plans?? Like there’s no way in hell the devil himself would decide to just go ‘fuck it, let me take this untested drug to kill my worst enemy because my pride is too big to accept anything less.’ Like wtf? The man might be missing part of his brain or something, but he clearly has ways to heal himself and he’s been playing the long game way before anyone alive today was even born, so why can’t his appearance just be a fucking illusion?

Who’s to say he doesn’t have a cloning quirk? How do we even know if the heroes really killed the fucker if he rewound himself into nothing? He could’ve just been faking all of this. He could’ve put everyone into a trance or dreamlike state and convinced them this happened.

“But op,” you say, “One for All declared him dead so he’s dead for sure!” You exclaim.

My pal, if All Might believed AFO was dead after he punched his head off, and he clearly came back, then One For All is fucking dumb. If he was believed to be dead then, the quirk should’ve left All Might. If it didn’t think it was dead then All Might should’ve known something was up if the quirk didn’t leave his body after the fight and they should’ve kept looking. Either the quirk is a fucking liar, it didn’t want AFO to die, or it just got tired of existing and gtfo of reality and the end of the story. It’s paradoxical in nature and makes no sense.

In conclusion, AFO took one look at how fucked the League of Villains was and decided to scrap Revenge Plan #468 and go into hiding. A good villain will convince the heroes there is nothing to be concerned about and that everything is going according to plan.

Hiding is AFO’s specialty. Of course he’s not gonna ‘die’ by having a building collapse on him or something mundane. No one would believe it. So of course he’s got to go out with a bang and mentally scar everyone along the way.

Just you wait, that fucker’s in hiding once more. He can’t be killed at this point. Frankly it’s embarrassing to even try, and considering the amount of stock power One For All has accumulated, it’s only a matter of time before a successor dies from using it and he’ll just prance in and pluck the corpse and stuff it like a perverse mannequin in his bedroom while he retires as king of the Earth. Truly, you fell for the oldest trick in the book. You just lost the game.

[your-local-hoemie]

Aftercare with the anemo boys shwjendh TT

My sibling in Christ, yES HDIDUKEJ!!!

Apologies for Heizou and Xiao’s part’s being short! God decided to send a vibe check this morning and gave me a heart attack so I finished writing this from hospital while super tired >_>

Warnings: fluff, pretty suggestive (especially in Heizou’s), established relationship, swearing, gn!reader, not proof-read.

Characters: venti, kazuha, wanderer, heizou, xiao.

Venti~

He would be so smug and caring at the same time wtf?

Be prepared for a lot of teasing.

Definitely actives his archonic-ego

If you find it hard to stand or walk, he’d absolutely carry you bridal style!

Though good luck getting him out of bed to begin with-

Dudes gonna be clinging to you like a imprinted koala!

Lots of nuzzling and kisses!

After ya’ll did the do, he’d make sure to check you over at least three times to make sure you’re ok~

And I mean thoroughly check you over.

He’d bring you water and sliced apples along with a nice cool cloth for your head!

He absolutely gets a little worried that he’s too rough!

He does his best to make sure he doesn’t go too far but he is still an archon that has levelled mountains T-T

Kisses every mark he made on you with such gentleness istg-

Refuses to break eye contact jdudikedj

Once he’s made sure that you’re ok then teasing.exe is activated.

Brace yourself with this man.

“So, love. How does it feel to be worshiped by a god?”

“You did so well, Windblume. Now relax and let this archon take care of his most precious beloved~”

He’d absolutely lay your head on his chest while playing with your hair!

He’d also him you to sleep with songs he made just for you~

Goes through a whole list of reasons why he thinks you’re perfect.

Once he see’s that your asleep, he’ll have the softest smile while he takes in your peaceful expression~

He’s so in love with you and even if you can’t hear him, he’ll still make sure to tell you that every chance he gets~

Kazuha~

Slams fists on table.

HE. ADORES. YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

Praises, lot’s of praises-

Pretty praises from pretty boy.

He’s always extremely gentle with you and rarely leaves any marks unless you ask him to T-T

If he does then he’ll lay there while gently tracing them with his fingers while telling you how pretty the colour is against your skin~

You think you’re going to walk anywhere after?

You buffoon.

You will not be allowed out of bed until he’s certain that you’ve completely recovered!

He always makes sure to ask if you’re ok!

Makes you triple promise that he didn’t hurt you by accident.

He’s very big on trust so he would never want you to hide it if he did go a little too rough!

He’ll bring you fruits and nuts (giggle) to help build your energy back up along with the freshest water he can find hduxuxudu.

This man will wrap you up in his arms while staring at you for ages just taking in how perfect you look!

If you hate eye contact then please pull this man out of his trance or he won’t stop sdukkdjd.

“Ah, my apologies, was I staring? I couldn’t help myself, dove. Not when your eyes glisten as brightly as the stars in the night sky~”

He’ll give off the cutest little giggles when you say something that flusters him istg.

Then somehow pulls the most flirtatious and smooth line you’ve ever heard in your life and then acts surprised when you get flustered???

He has and will continue to make countless poems and haikus about how you make him feel.

He has a special “private” book of poems for very specific aspects of you that he loves-

Always makes sure you fall asleep with a forehead and nose kiss.

He’s made it like a cute lil’ ritual T-T

Also random but he’ll often recite poems in his own language to you!

Even if you don’t understand him, he still feels like it’s even more intimate to show you that side of him hhzhsus.

Wanderer~

Inhales-

My precious little goose.

My pretty, beautiful, perfect little goose.

God I need to write a ns!fw fic on this man. I need him to slam me against a wall ysuxudijd

If you got this man in this position then holy fuck, you absolute god.

Don’t expect him to be openly fluffy with you.

He’s going to get flustered and then mad because he’s flustered.

He’ll show you love in his own strange little ways!

He personally checks you over and cleans you up.

Does he insult you while doing so?

Maybe.

But in a loving way :)

“Look, idiot. It’s my job to make sure you’re alright. Don’t argue with me on this or I won’t do it again.”

He’s lying. He will.

Similar to kazuha, he knows nutrition.

He’ll bring you high energy foods along with juice or water!

You will have marks.

Lots of them.

But don’t worry, he’ll make sure to kiss every single one better!

Boy acts all tough but it’s very obvious that he adores you.

He won’t let you out of bed for at least a day.

He also refuses to let you out if his sight since he knows full well you’re going to be stubborn and get up.

There’s always a moment before you fall asleep where he’ll be completely soft with you!

He despises it but he also can’t help but love it at the same time.

He’ll tell you how well you did and how happy you make him feel.

He always insists on being big spoon so he can cuddle you up as close as possible and nuzzle his face into your neck while leaving lil’ kisses T-T

“You’re such a idiot, but… you’re my idiot, ok? Don’t you dare forget that!”

It’s a rare sight but it’s his way of reassuring himself that you’re still there and won’t leave him.

Since he doesn’t need sleep, he usually just lays next to you while you dream away happily and just admire you.

He feels comfortable enough to let his guard down when he knows you can’t see him so he’ll always have this adorable little smile on his face when he whispers a flustered “I love you” making sure not to wake you up.

Heizou~

AAAAAAAAAA!?

This little shits gonna be riding his ego all the way to Celestia and back.

Similarly to venti, he’s gonna be super flirty and tease you persistently.

Also like wanderer, you’ll have marks-

Man is kinky-

He’d always insist on getting you water before wrapping his arms around you under the blankets and just stays there for like 30 minutes.

“Oh hush now, you think I’m going to leave you alone in a cold bed? Man alive, partner. Do I have to prove my feelings for you again, hmm~?”

Praises you so much!

Whispers how hot you are and how wonderful you make him feel owo.

What’s that? You think you see him blushing?

Pffft totally not? It’s just the saké m’hm yep totally.

I head-canon that he’s super amazing at making milkshakes so he totally makes you one to “cool you down”

He just looks like a milkshake kinda dude, shut up >:(

Reads you crime novels while you’re all snuggled up T-T

He’ll also sing to you!! You can not tell me that he’s not a good singer istg-

Lots of ear nibbles and neck smooches uwu

I don’t think he actually has much or if any experience with aftercare but he’s definitely a natural at it somehow????

Do not mention it to anyone though, he’ll turn it right round on you and you’ll end up losing what dignity you have left jfgcudu

Also he’ll usually get so into praising you and telling you how good you are that round two is pretty much inevitable aAAA

All in all- he’s a little brat. but a brat that loves you beyond comprehension! uwu

Xiao~

HE DON’T KNOW

:(((

You’ll have to teach him what it is.

It’s not his fault!!!! He never did this stuff before he met you :(

Though saying that. He’s naturally very protective of you and would be mortified if he hurt you in any way what so ever-

So he catches on pretty fast! It’s basically second nature to him even though his process is a little awkward sometimes.

He’ll always make sure to tuck you into bed and even if he can’t stay all night because of his duties as a Yaksha he’ll still make sure to leave you with a small note saying that he’ll return soon and that he love’s you, along with a Qingxin!!

Not to mention the softest and prettiest kiss you’ll ever receive.

He’ll sometimes get a lil’ too serious when checking you over and he can get very stern with how you rest up and drink water!

He doesn’t mean to sound bossy! He doesn’t understand how mortals work so he’s using what knowledge he has on human bodies gdjfixiudi.

Pretty boi will always be flustered afterwards so he’ll hide his face away into your chest or your neck while caressing your knuckles or back~

He’s definitely not much of a talker so often times it’ll just be the two of you cuddling up together while he just silently plays with your hair.

Sometimes, if he’s feeling super confident he’ll whisper soft praises to you along with how lucky he is T-T

“I… I really don’t deserve you, but I hope you know that there isn’t a force strong enough to stop these feelings towards you my love”

Brings you food that’s been personally cooked up by the chief at wangshu inn along with juice or water!

He doesn’t understand why you’d need those things but he still obliges albeit a little hesitantly.

Reward him with kisses and encouragement!

He really wants to do his best to pamper you but he just needs a lil’ practice that’s all T-T

Also he’s such a bad liar so please be prepared for a very amused Zhongli when he asks why Xiao’s been acting a little…differently today-

Dude I decided to pull on genshin with some premos I got from the daily award thing and I got my boy Tighnari. I’m as broke for mora as Zhongli’s voluptuous ass cheeks with building kazuha and heizou now I have a sassy furry to tend to as well T-T

I can’t believe I missed the new 3.8 trailer but I’ve heard that wanderer, my stinky little baby boy Snooki-pookie-wookums will be running a banner aaAAAAAAAA time to save up and farm for artifacts again :))))))

[feizon]

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

warnings: none - !sfw

summary: y/n is a volleyball star who's teammate happens to be obsessed with a certain team's striker. For her friends birthday, she decides to get her a signed jersey but ends up trending because of a specific "encounter".

note: fem!reader x nagi seishiro / (f/v) = favorite vehicle / not proofread

'I can't believe I'm fucking doing this...'

Yet here I was, driving myself in my (F/V) to a football stadium which I swore I would never step foot in since the age of 12.

Despite my better judgement, I didn't really have a choice since I already had a #11 football jersey that need to be signed and a bought ticket which is probably worth my rent right now. I wish I was joking.

"Holy crap- there's barely any parking."

I step out of my vehicle with my (F/C) sweatshirt, sunglasses and black biker shorts as well as my (F/C) sneakers to match. My hood and sunglasses where on to hide as much of my identity as possible, the last thing I need was my face trending all over twitter about me going to a football stadium despite my open dislike for the sport.

I walk in, submit my ticket, enter the actual stadium and finally take my seat in the best row possible. The jersey was in my leather, black backpack which had a volley ball charm and random cartoon character keychains and stickers all over it from carnival prizes. I sit with my arms crossed as I wait for the players to make their entrance. A large cup of (F/D) and a bucket of popcorn by my side to numb my misery for the next 90 mins, it's not like I hate the sport with every fibre of my being, It's actually the fans. If you ask me basketball is definitely superior, second to volleyball, but that's not a conversation people will ever be ready to talk about.

The football players start to walk into he field as the stadium gets noisier by the second. People cheering and chanting as I simply sit down and munch on my buttered popcorn.

'Thank goodness that these people aren't in my line of vision.'

Amongst the teams fileing in, I notice a tall (like really tall) white haired man make their way onto the pitch. I lift my sunglass up slightly and narrow my eyes just to make sure I'm seeing things clearly. He has large gray eyes that you would expect to be full of expression but hold literally not a hint of interest in them. I look down at his uniform and notice the #11 written in large on the back of his jersey, my mouth drops as I realize that my friend might actually be on to something.

"He's actually beautiful, wtf."

I mumble low enough so no one else could here. I quickly snap out of my trance as the voices of the crowd screaming snap me back to reality. A sudden pit of nervousness could be felt in my stomach as my eyes continue to follow his every move. For a split second, I notice him looking towards my direction as I pull the drawstrings of my hoodie to hide myself from embarrassment.

'Ok.. so maybe this might be A LOT harder to do than I thought. Should of just bought a signed jersey on Amazon.'

The match finally ends with the screaming of fans from my side of the stadium as the counter finally hits 90:00. My mouth dropped, TO. THE. GROUND. As I try to process wtf just happened. A specific athlete managed to score the winning goal within the last 3 min, made 4 goals beforehand and manages to look as if what he did was normal. Anyone could tell that I was visibly shaking from all the adrenaline coursing through my veins simply by watching.

'THAT WAS SO- THAT WAS SO-'

I didn't know if it was my speechlessness or the running of a bunch of fans, trying to get a closer look at the winning team, that caused me to stutter so much. I blink a few times before I grab all my things and run just as quickly as them towards the same direction. The set up was like the one you would see in concerts, silver railing that reached just above my torso and many others to prevent fans from getting any closer.

I quickly grab the jersey from the safety of my backpack as I noticed a specific player about to enter my line of sight.

'I will get this signature, EVEN IF ITS KILLS ME!!'

But as if my motivation was some sort of sin, one of the many fans begins to constantly nudge me in the shoulder with her elbow as another does the same on the other side of where I stood. I lightly curse to myself as I begin to nudge them back. The nudging escalated until I was shoved forward harshly, causing the cheap railing to break, my hood and glasses falling off in the process as well. I close my eyes shut as I await to be greeted by the cold, hard floor. But to my surprise, (probably not yours lol) I don't. And it scares the shit out of me more.

I quickly cling to the piece of fabric shielding my face from a very toned chest as I feel a gentle set of arms wrap around my shoulders. I internally shudder at the sudden context as I mentally curse myself out, the grip on the jersey long gone as I finally find the courage to look up at the person who saved me from becoming the next meme of the month.

I'm met with a pair of gorgeous grey eyes, opened wide probably because of the sudden reveal of my identity or the quality of the railing.

'Kill me now.'

I give him a nervous close-eyed smile as his eyes casts over to the now wrinkled #11 jersey on the floor, his brows furrowed in the process.

"Haha, you wouldn't mind signing that right? It for a friend yk..."

@feizon

[affiesque]

So, after surviving a crappy year, I decided my reward would be yet another rewatch of Desire Catcher. I know this fandom is kinda tiny, but I always enjoy reading other people’s random thoughts and observations so I thought I’d throw mine out there too.

There are, of course, a bunch of different crime-related plot lines in the show, but this is basically going to just be me yelling about Luo Fei and Lu Fengping, seeing as I remain obsessed with them. I’m always up for discussing these two nerds in love, so feel free to tag me or message me (*waves to @thinkonce-acttwice!*). I’m at about the halfway point now, so I’ll post again once I finish the rest of the episodes.

Overall, I really like Desire Catcher - the various bits of plot don’t quite come together in the end, but for me it’s more about the relationships and themes of revenge, regret, and forgiveness. So, lots of angst, which I’m always a big fan of, and which I suppose says something about me…

Luo Fei! Light of my life, the silent, broody, lone wolf cop - ACAB, of course, but he’s firmly in sad (not-so-little) man territory, which is catnip to me. Plus he has a collection of black leather jackets - need I say more?

Lu Fengping! Other light of my life - Luo Fei’s future boyfriend, I mean consulting hypnotist, the more outgoing, “quirky” one. He’s always in light colors, dashing around with a lollipop in his mouth (I know there's a cute connection with his mom about them, but that aside, “oral fixation vibes” anyone?), teasing everyone around him - contrasted with Luo Fei’s dark colors, grim expressions, and workaholic nature. Though it’s interesting that as the show goes on it becomes clear that some of Lu Fengping’s affectations are really a mask he puts on to hide his pain (yay, angst!).

Their first real meeting happens over a meal; it’s dark, it’s raining, there’s thunder in the distance - foreboding and romantic all at once. There’s definitely a teasing/flirty vibe there, though Luo Fei seems wary of Lu Fengping - in fairness, Lu Fengping is sort of using him for info on his mom’s murder case, though it gets a lot more complicated than that as time goes on.

While there’s a lot of emphasis on their differences (e.g., dark vs. light), it’s interesting to note how similar Luo Fei and Lu Fengping actually are, even if they don’t see it yet. For example, Luo Fei has trance-like visions as he imagines what happened at a crime scene, much like how Lu Fengping sort of walks around in someone’s mind/memories when he’s hypnotizing them.

So I know this is mainly about the boyfriends, but I want to say that I love all the other members of the investigation team too, especially Liang Yin - definitely not a fan of the “woman suffers for man pain” thing, but they do give her a couple of moments of reclaiming her agency, which I liked.

Luo Fei and Lu Fengping kind of dance around the whole I-know-you-know-more-about-my-mom’s-death thing for most of the first half of the show, at least until it all comes out when Lu Fengping hypnotizes Luo Fei (and WTF suggesting that Zhang Yu - you were supposed to be the show’s moral compass!). Like I get that by this point they’re becoming closer, feeling more open to each other, but still - you’re just rooting around in his brain without permission, my guy. Yikes.

I’m a big fan of parallels and I think we get a pretty significant one here between Luo Fei/Lu Fengping and the story of the relationship between Xiao Xifeng and Tu Liansheng. While you could certainly read it as just two longtime friends, the flashback scenes of them raising the abandoned kid together certainly give off a “couple-y” vibe. Given that the show can’t come right out and say anyone is actually gay/queer, to me it’s a way of floating the idea out there and letting people draw their own conclusions.

Speaking of reading into things, I had to go there and look up the various books shown strewn around Lu Fengping’s apartment. There were two romance novels (“Crimes of the Heart” by Allie Harrison and “Yesterday’s Bride” by Charlotte Walker), another female-centric novel (“Things to Make and Mend” by Ruth Thomas), a financial memoir (“The Age of Turbulence” by Alan Greenspan), and, my personal fav, some gay French shit (“Remembrance of Things Past” by Marcel Proust). Kind of an odd combo of things, but there are some bits that do seem to fit with the themes of the show - lots of misunderstandings, mistakes, not wanting to lose the people close to you. The Greenspan book is more of an outlier, but it does have the theme of “the invisible hand” - it’s mainly an economic term, but you could extrapolate it more generally to people acting on instinct, rather than in a calculated way, sort of like how Lu Fengping’s mom acts to save Liang Yin, setting off a chain of events (kind of a stretch, though). And I guess I don’t have to say much about the Proust - feels like the kind of book you’d use as shorthand for “some gay stuff is happening here, folks.” Plus, the book deals with memory and how people can perceive the same thing in totally different ways, which seems relevant to the mom’s death story line.

Getting back to the gay stuff, there were definitely a few things that made me 👀. First, when Lu Fengping says “no problem” a little too forcefully when Luo Fei tells him to wait outside while he changes - like, “don’t worry, bro, I totally don’t want to see you naked, nope, not at all, hahaha” (combine that with his comment “You don’t like men? Haha, neither do I!” in a later episode to Liang Yin - feels like he’s protesting a bit much). Second, they’re always kind of flirty with each other, even if it’s subtle. There just seems to be a bit of subtext in a line like “You’re in a pretty unique situation” when Luo Fei sees Lu Fengping facedown on the floor at one point, not to mention the looks they give each other when Lu Fengping ends up stumbling to his knees in front of Luo Fei (and you can’t tell me that that was a totally accidental push on the part of Lu Fengping’s mentor - he totally ships them too, IMHO). Third, you can’t overlook the jealousy that rears its head when Luo Fei sees Lu Fengping getting flirty with the (eventually evil) nurse, or when he thinks Lu Fengping brought a girl home to his apartment. Fourth, there are several bits of convo that play around with subtext and seem aimed at the audience with a wink and a nudge. For example, there’s the bit in the car where Lu Fengping brings up marriage (sure, it’s in reference to a different character, but Luo Fei has a justifiable WTF reaction), asks if Luo Fei has a girlfriend, and basically tries to set him up with a female client of his (who, it should be noted, sounds suspiciously like Lu Fengping himself - “very outgoing; your personalities complement each other very well”) in the span of about 10 seconds. Luo Fei gives him his best “bitch, please” look and ditches him - I’m with you on this one, boo. Then there’s a weird bit of dialogue when they’re searching a suspect’s very neat and orderly apartment - Lu Fengping says “A man living by himself can keep a place like this clean. He wouldn’t be that thing…” - long pause, pointed look at Luo Fei - “OCD or something like that?” The audience knows at this point that Luo Fei’s apartment is just as well-kept, and there seems to be an implication that Lu Fengping is actually referring to the stereotype of gay men being very neat. And how could I not mention the fight scene in the gym - beyond the groping, grunting, and full-body contact of their grappling session, the looks they give each other afterward, the small smiles when the other isn’t looking, Lu Fengping thanking Luo Fei for bringing flowers to his mom’s grave - it’s a lot.

DATE NIGHT! (Sorry, I just get really excited about this part.) So here we have Mr. Uptight, known-to-not-drink-with-his co-workers-ever Luo Fei agreeing to go out with Lu Fengping after work and proceeding to get shitfaced (or does he…? He seems suspiciously sober after Lu Fengping puts him to bed and leaves the room). It’s tropey (drunken piggyback ride), it’s sweet (Lu Fengping tearing up when he sees he’s been added to the work group chat), it’s typical man shit (drinking instead of talking about feelings). They’re both just so tender and raw right under the surface and it makes me slightly feral, ngl. Also, the bit with Luo Fei’s parents there in the morning - I love how Lu Fengping immediately charms them and how they rush off like, “oops, sorry son, didn’t realize you brought a 'friend' home - we didn’t mean to interrupt!” And, of course, Liang Yin’s knowing smile when she sees them show up to work together the next morning; at this point in the show I’m not sure there’s any character who doesn’t ship it…

On a sad note, poor Xiao Liu - all he wanted was for his boss Luo Fei to be proud of him. Sure, he fucked up a couple of times, but he still didn’t deserve to get stabbed to death like that, nor just become another brick in the wall of Luo Fei’s “man pain.” (Also, WTF Luo Fei - do not throw papers at your subordinates - not cool, bro.) I’m probably reading too much into things, but there was kind of an undercurrent of Xiao Liu having a little bit of a crush on Luo Fei - he seemed so sad that Luo Fei had drinks with Lu Fengping almost immediately after meeting him, while Xiao Liu had been waiting to do that with Luo Fei for years. Interesting to note too that Xiao Liu also favored lighter-colored clothing, much like Lu Fengping (more of the light vs. dark trope).

Alright, well, this got away from me a bit… Looking forward to the second half of DC and all that delicious angst. 🖤

[pinksparkl]

Spoilers for The Monarchal Summit

Well, I'm kinda glad I didn't wait the extra half hour to listen to it "live" because I would not have been able to sleep afterwards 😂

My thoughts (in as much of an order as I can remember)

How does Asher keep losing shoes? That is one odd "skill"

Dress socks!!! 😂

I'm so sad that Vincent is disappointed at not hearing from William before the Summit... even just a "you'll be fine" would've been great.

PERFECT MUSIC for the entrance of each House! 😂 I love Vincent's humour! What a dork! (affectionate)

Lovely got a crown~~~ 👑 yaaay~~~ (I'm not crying, you are!) Nervous Vincent is adorable~~~

Fucking Porter, lied about Treasure attending just to get Vincent's back up... 😡 and wait! What?! He's not applying for informed unempowered status for them?? Or just not yet? (Man just wants to copy Vincent and parade around his covert-breach honey, doesn't he~?)

Like, I'm glad they're not here (would've made Porter's job as damage control a bit harder) but wtf?! Then where are they? What if they're breaking Covert as we speak? Or did he Trance them?! Make them unable to even want to spill the secret of magic. Oooh~~ Or is Treasure just a nice human being that can keep a promise?

"Blink twice if you need a way out, buddy. We're pretty good at extractions." Trust Asher to have the best line, and to be looking out for Vincent~~

Yeah... I don't like the House of Bennett...

Oooooh~~ Alexis!!! She's bitchy and I love it!! She does have a point! If she hadn't have Turned Sam, Darlin' wouldn't have met him. Also, I love that there is a part of her that doesn't want to entirely hurt Sam, and is willing to do something for him.

Porter!!! "Oh darling, as if I have a gag reflex." I. Am. Cackling! 😂

Porter's tracking skill seems pretty cool. He really should've gotten a "thanks" for that... but seeing as he did start a fight almost immediately after entering Sam's house a few days ago... yeah, I'm not surprised.

Vincent said the House of Baz were allies, and yet nearly every word out of Deon's mouth was to diss William... interesting.

CloseKnit mention?! From Porter?!

Yeah, I really don't like the House of Bennett.

It's been two (2) years since the Inversion and the truth of what Milo did that night hasn't been discussed within the pack?! (obviously David knows, but like... no one else? Wow!)

Oh! Asher getting to step up and use his Beta-authority!! You got this!!

Sneaky-sneaky stealth time~~

*gasp* Alexander wants to get the Department involved with the whole CloseKnit thing but Christopher (his progeny!) just wants to throw money at it.

Oohhh! A fight as a distraction! Great idea Porter! (at least that's what I think he's doing) So (from my understanding) William invited Porter because he doesn't trust that Vincent will act in the best interests of the House of Solaire and do what is needed to keep things runnjng somewhat smoothly (well, William. If you coached Vincent through any of this, maybe he would be better prepared)

While Porter does hold some (a lot of) resentment for how much Vincent got away with, he doesn't want the Summit to go down like a sinking ship, hence his intervention between Alexis and Darlin' and the tip-off about CloseKnit he gave to Sweetheart. Sam's right, he is a good guy underneath it all, there's just a

Oooh~~ murder~~ The king is dead! Long live the king! (SOOOO glad it's not William!!!) My money's on Christopher being the killer, but a third person (not Sweetheart) could've been involved.

Soooo, are we getting a murder mystery? A locked door murder? Will the Department need to be involved? Or will this be an "open and shut" case through Vampiric law and customs and Christopher immediately becomes the new king of the House of Bennett?

Wait 'til William finds out that one of his "friends" is dead. Whoops.

[donniesbabygirl28]

being a bartender at bucks and officially meeting dallas after a couple of months of looking at eachother from across the bar

Oh my fuck. I love this so much bc yk what. My mom used to be a bartender for a while until she got a different job. And honestly being a bartender sounds hella fun 🤭

YK WHAT I MIGHT MAKE THIS A SERIES 🤭

Dallas Winston x Bartender! Reader (part 1?~)

First of all.

It took Dallas literally NO time to notice you

He wasn’t used to having someone at the bar other than Buck.

But honey, lemme tell you

You was lookin mighty fine 🤭

Bro went through so many emotion changes

Dude fr said “😐😮🤨😳👀😍🥰🤭🫶”

For the past few months he would stay downstairs during parties

Even if he was deprived of sleep

Just to see you

He would pretend that he was playing pool with a buddy (we’ll call his buddy mark)

And yeah, he was playing pool

But.

You were throwing him off

He missed almost every shot

Because he was distracted by you

It was almost like he was under a love spell or sum like that

People around town definitely say that he wouldn’t know what love is even if it hit him in the head.

But trust me

It hit him in the head alright

And it hit him hard

He was lovestruck

You was thinkin that you had somethin on your face

Yeah

A cute face

Everything about you trapped him in a trance

The way your h/c hair would fall when you let it down

The way you dressed

Your smile

Your e/c eyes

Your lips-

He was getting to into it

He definitely denied it when Mark caught him staring

“Hey, you alright, Dally?”

He would just nod his head, making quick and short glances at you.

His friend definitely caught on

“The bartender? Y/n?”

Dallas looked at him like boy wtf

“Huh?!” He said, propping his pool stick up, the other end on the floor

“I noticed you were staring”

“No wonder you’ve been missing your shots, you’re the pool champion”

Dallas shrugged his shoulders, looking at you with admiration

“Go talk to ‘er”

Dallas looked at him with shock

“Hell no. Never in a million years. Not even after forever and a day.”

Mark looked at him and said “why not? You obviously got the hots for her. There ain’t nothing wrong with a hookup”

But that’s the thing

You wouldn’t be just a hookup

He felt something different

Something more.

“Nah. It’s not that.”

His friend realized where he was going with this

“Ahhhh you don’t wanna hookup. Whatchu waiting for then?”

Dallas looked away and set the 8 ball in the middle of the table along with the rest of them, starting a new game, not saying anything.

Mark watched as Dallas ignored his question. He walked up to him and grabbed him by his muscle shirt. (God dayum 😳 yk that boy got muscles 🤭)

“What the hell is with you, dally?! You have never been so insecure about walking up to a woman! The worst she can say is no…unless you’re being a perv about it- but that’s not the point. The point is..you are tuff dally! You got this. If you play your cards right, you might get a girlfriend. Isn’t that what you want? Exactly. So get your ass over there.”

He said as he pushed Dallas in the direction of the bar table

The closer he got to you, the drier his mouth was getting

His palms were getting clammy,

Poor baby is shook to death

But he knows he just needs to play it cool

Like his buddy said

He needs to play his cards right

He stopped in front of the bar stool, sitting in it, almost falling out. That would have been embarrassing.

“Had one too many, sir?” You said jokingly

He chuckled. Your voice was heaven to his ears

“Nah. I haven’t even had any yet.”

He was sweating bullets

“Ah i gatchu.” You were making this drink for a customer when a middle aged man walked up and started asking you for a drink. You could tell he was already drunk.

“Of course sir, let me finish up with this customer and I will be right on it.” You said with a smile, adding the ingredients

“No, you need to hurry.”

Once Dallas heard him get an attitude with you, he was on alert, but calming himself down, figuring you can handle it yourself.

“Sir, I’m going as fast as I can.”

If you can’t be fast than maybe you shouldn’t be a bartender.” He sneered

“Bad things happen to bartenders. You know that, right?”

You were starting to get upset

You slam the cup down, making Dallas jump slightly.

“Listen here, sir. Bad things happen to drunk middle aged men when they start to criticize a woman’s job.”

You said on the verge of tears

Tonight was not the night for you

This almost made Dallas reconsider his decision.

He didn’t want you to get the wrong idea

“Who am I kidding. Bartenders are sluts anyway. Do your job right and we won’t have any problems.”

That was all it took

“Hey. Don’t talk to her like that.”

“She’s trying her best. You think she doesn’t already have enough stress? You have no right to talk to her like that. Have some respect. It’s almost like your mother never taught you how to treat a lady.”

The man just laughed

“Awww. And who are you? Her boyfriend?”He chuckled more

Dallas blushed slightly but hid it before you could see.

“No. I’m not. I’m just sticking up for a girl that has no right to be yelled at for doing her job.”

Your heart melted at his kind words, thinking about how he stood up for a complete stranger, especially you.

But to him, you weren’t a stranger.

You wiped your frustration tears away.

You knew about Dallas Winston. Everyone has.

There were rumors about him coming from every direction in Tulsa.

Example.

He is disrespectful.

You’ve heard about some things he did

Like stealing, being mean to little kids

But your opinion about him changed just now.

His words were so sincere.

The man left, frustrated with Dallas’s protection.

“Thank you so much. If drinks weren’t already free for you, they are now.” You said, your head in your hands, leaning on the bar.

He hesitantly rubbed your back as you took a breather

“Nah. I get some drinks from Buck, he lets me stay here. And you don’t have to give me anything. He was being an asshole.”

You let out a breathy chuckle, still a little scared.

“Yeah. He was. Anyway- what can I get for you?” You said.

This was his chance. Hopefully he doesn’t blow it.

“Um..possibly your name?..”

He already knew your name. I mean, you were a bartender at the place he lived

He just wanted to hear your soft voice

“Y/n. Nice to meet you.” You said sweetly.

He smiled at you, trying to fight the butterflies he was getting just now.

“I’m Dallas.”

You chuckled

“I know, I’ve heard about you.” You said as you wiped the cups, making drinks for customers.

Shit.

His chances with you are probably fucked now.

“Yeah. Uh- i-I’m not that mean of a person, I promise-“

You gave him as sweet smile, which cut him off other than your voice.

“I know. From what you did for me tonight, you ain’t no jackass.” You said, handing him a beer.

“So..you live around here?”

You paused, as you thought he knew

“Oh-um yeah actually. Buck gave me the spare room, I live here with you and him.”

That made him feel stupid, but it made him happier

“Oh. That’s nice. I probably would’ve talked to you much sooner if I knew”

You looked at him sweetly, putting the cup down gently.

“You know, we could hang out if you wanna. Unless you got some crazy girlfriend that goes crazy on your lady friends.” You joked

“You got this Dallas!!” Ya’ll heard Mark say from the pool table.

You laughed and Dallas blushed and told him to shut the fuck up.

“Nope. No crazy girlfriend. Nope nope nope.” He said, way quicker than he should have.

You laughed and caressed his cheek jokingly, you joke with all your friends like that.

“Good to know.” You said as you went up the stairs

He stayed behind, caught in a trance from your touch.

He put his hand on his cheek and walked back to Mark, who saw the whole thing.

“Seeee what did I tell ya?”

“She’s not my gf tho so the only thing you did was push me. And embarrassed me. “ (silly mark 😒)

“But hey! At least you made a friend? You got to talk to her.”

Dallas leaned against the pool table

“Yeah I guess” he said, touching his cheek.

He couldn’t wait to see you tomorrow.

[chocolatemilksmoothie]

Well since it seems I am in my Trigun Era TM might as well make some predictions! Possible spoilers for Stampede(? and some spoilers for the 98' anime (I just started the manga so no worries there). here's what I think could happen to give us a devastating exciting season finale and hopefully tease a season 2, since 12 eps is so short! I hope we get more. also there's a certain gal I would love to see show up ;)

Writing this after episode 9 has come out btw

here we go: I think July might get destroyed for the finale. I'm sure I'm not the first to point out that it seems July is still around, unlike the og Trigun, and it's such a relevant thing I can totally see them going for it in present time. the lost city of July...

Vash knows Nai is in July, that's where they were going, and now Zazie has taken Meryl and Roberto there. hopefully in the remaining 3 eps we get to see how big and crowded the city is, so we can really feel the destruction if/when it happens idk. Nai was able to do. something to Vash in ep 3 that put him in that weird trance, and he might do it again, this time activating the gate thingy so it levels the city.

this poster they released for this season's big climax is not only very cool look at them go, but it supports the idea I think. Big night city fight?? Neon lights and tall buildings and holograms? I'm so down for that nai's got some cake btw wtf

I think Roberto could also die here. I do like the guy, and he is a fun sort of straight man that contrasts well with the colorful personalities that Vash, Meryl and Wolfwood have going on lol but I sense death flags, sorry uncle downer.

He has been quite pessimistic and more or less focused on staying out of trouble, so I could see him getting killed helping Meryl and maybe expressing a bit of hope for a better future, something like that. it could work. Or you know, he could go "fuck this" and retire lmao my man has I'm-too-old-for-this energy

Then we could get some form of timeskip. not super long, anything between a year to idk, 5 years max? I can see Vash disappearing to avoid hurting people again like in the 98' anime after August (Augusta?), and then we get a slightly more experienced, more confident Meryl meeting up with him again. And Wolfwood of course. and hey, maybe Meryl gets to be senpai now! Give her guns! like 100 of em!! Give her Millie!!! Best Girl Assistant!!

There, that's what I think could happen. Now we wait and see, I could be dead wrong. All I hope is we do get a season 2 though pretty pleaaaase? I will miss the blorbos too much otherwise

[writtenbynath]

Memories of Charmed in chronological order

There's an outage that disrupts air traffic and my flight to Baltimore is cancelled. I spend a frantic half an hour in a queue for the Delta ticketing desk before I get a boarding pass for a plane to DC. Luckily, a friend also arrives at DC later that day and we make it to the hotel together.

My new submissive partner welcomes me at the hotel and helps me get settled into my room. She has been aching to see me and I shove her against the wall and step on her until we are both satisfied.

I meet a partner I've missed dearly for breakfast before I go down to the registration desk to get my con badge.

Two partners of mine are having a scene together and I have obtained a room key along with consent to join them. When I enter, he declares that he has prepared my new toy. She is tranced out, vacantly echoing words from either me or him back as we hypnotise her and tease her. I inspect her and give my seal of approval, but neither of them are allowed to cum. This scene sets a wonderful tone for our dynamic the rest of the weekend.

A switchy partner of mine has agreed to top me in a scene centred on making me comfortable enough to do some things I would normally be too ashamed to do. It's a gentle scene with praise kink and it makes me blissfully happy, so much that I switch around and top him in a way that he has often fantasised about. This is scene is easily the hottest one of the entire weekend, because it satisfies fantasies we have both cherished for a long time.

Baron takes me to the Cheesecake factory for the first time in my life and it's amazing.

A partner and I meet in my room for a scene. At first we fuck around a little with an amnesia trigger and a trigger that makes him crumple to the floor. Then we transition into a scene where I put him in hypnotic bondage and torture him with overwhelming pleasure, demanding to know what he will do for me, what he will give me to make it stop. Spontaneously, he lapses into a deep submissive trance, giving me his mind in exchange for making the torture stop. I won't easily forget the image of him mindlessly muttering the same two words over and over at the end.

The first class I taught was a lecture entitled "WTF is consent anyway?" and a number of people I am close with as well as people from the ConCom showed up to listen. It was the first time I taught a hybrid online and offline class, and I was impressed by how they made the tech work. One man in the live audience asked difficult questions and some people feared that he would dominate the class, but it turned out that he learned something important! He did corner me after the class with more questions, luckily a partner came to my rescue.

I witnessed only one of the classes taught by Psy, Kiwi and Moonie (they did many more together this weekend) and it was beautiful and hot. These three are amazing to watch together.

My friend Camden Dawn taught a class on using Presence in a scene and I'm so proud of her! It was great.

I teach a class with many demos which I've called On the Spot, in which I teach how to make up an induction on the spot, through active listening and utilisation. A friend was my first volunteer, which gave me the right warm-up to get over my nerves. I proceeded to show off several flawlessly improvised inductions and with the help of Daja's notes we explained why they worked so well. The last demo was exceptionally challenging to me, but no less successful. Wiseguy was in the audience and as he grinned at me after the class, for an instant I saw it. I saw how proud he was of me, how brilliant he and Daja think I am. That glow of victory will stay with me for a long time.

I had a wonderful date with a submissive partner to whom I showed my new vampire claws and we did a little chloroform play. We spent a long time cuddling together on the bed, and it made me think two words: supremely happy.

Psy and I ran the Zombie game together and it reminded me of several things:

-this game is hilarious

-it's easy to get tired after a few rounds of it

-I can run it by myself, but I need some backup because it's very overwhelming.

A long-awaited date with my new submissive partner. I took on my succubus persona to grapple her and fuck her with my tentacles. It was everything we hoped for and more…

After months of not seeing each other and hardly playing online, a switchy partner and I felt so close that words seemed unnecessary. We impatiently jumped each other's bones and it resulted in hurried sex, which I rarely do. Afterwards, we agreed to spend more time and attention next time.

During my class for bottoms How To Get Hypnotized, I invited my friend Glitter to sit on the front row and throw sass at me to challenge me. I have given this talk a few times and I feared it would get stale. Glitter gave me a safeword I could use to shut her up if the sass got too much, but I didn't need it. She agreed with me most of the time, and after the class I received a message from a friend that he could listen to me talk for hours on end.

A scene with a submissive partner in which I made him helpless and horny in all the ways he craved. We had not played together for a whole year but it was like nothing ever changed. Old triggers still worked.

Spontaneously, I found myself in a room together with a play partner and his roommate who I had been flirting with a lot. Everyone got a turn to get hypnotised and tops came off so we could touch and admire each other's nipples. Hours went by so fast and we had so much fun.

A play partner and I retired to my room and talked and talked until the wee hours of the morning.

A submissive partner came to perform a morning ritual in which we showered together, got dressed and she blacked my boots.

Two friends invited me back to their room for a private lesson in hypnotic inductions. One was delighted to be hypnotised by someone who hadn't learned it from her, and her partner was grateful to watch and take notes.

I organised a small lesbian vampire hangout in my room where we could take off our masks and bite willing victims.

I had a scene with a friend in my room. She vented to me about why she was not having a good time and I gently tranced her.

A submissive partner crawled into bed with me so we could talk and cuddle until we fell asleep. In the morning, a mutual partner came to our room to play a little before he had to leave. We work so well together, it made us all so happy.

While other people were packing, I sat on a bed in a corner with a partner and tranced her until she was dripping wet. Her eyes are so beautiful and I really want to spend more time with her next con.

During the trip home, I make notes about all these wonderful memories and I start planning things for Beguiled.

[snufkinsnogger]

{{OKay so Tumblr wasn't processing the post so I copy and pasted it into Google docs then copy pasted from docs to here and I didn't realize it was only HALF OF THE POST. The first half of this is missing now. Fucking Tumblr wtf. Anyway, I rewrote some of it to give context so it's not so random and sudden but yeah. That's what I get for not starting in Docs and transferring to Tumblr after.}} This isn't a fluffy, soft fic. It's a small snippet of life for Snufkin after returning to Moominvalley from the south.

Glass -----------------------------

When Moomin entered the kitchen he found his mother at the sink doing the evening dishes. “Hello, Mamma” he greeted as he took two glasses down from the cabinet. “Hello dear,” she returned without looking up, “How’s Snufkin?” Moomin was quiet as he poured lemonade into the glasses, half focusing on that and half mulling over his words before he spoke them. “He’s-” he began, fully intending to avoid the topic but it occurred to him that she wouldn’t have asked if she didn’t already know. She had spoken with Snufkin earlier that day, almost every day since he got back from the south, and he had maintained a facade of ease and calm, but mothers could always tell when there were secrets afoot. “Different.” he finished a bit quietly.

Moomin stared into the carafe as if embarassed to acknowledge it. When he lifted his gaze to his mother, she had stopped washing the dish and was looking at him with a knit brow.

"I know dear." She said quietly.

"But I don't know why. I want to know why. I want to help him but I can't if I don't know what happened to him."

Moominmamma left the sink, drying her paws on her apron, and she approached Moomin. She took his paws into his and said,

"He will tell you when he's ready. But he might not. What's important is that you're there for him either way. And you know, dear, a lot of things are out of our control. That doesn't mean it's not worth supporting him however we can anyway. Sometimes the best thing we *can* do is just be ready."

"But, what if I can do something and all I need is to know what it is I can help with?"

Moominmama gave his paws a squeeze, her expression became slightly more stern, "He'll let you know if he thinks you can. Until then, let him do things his way."

She let go of his paws and turned to go back to her task but her gaze lingered. Moomin sighed, frustrated, and grabbed the glasses.

Once back out on the veranda, he stood for a second and scanned the face of his friend who was leaned up against a corner post with his arms crossed and his eyes cast to some distant thought above the tree line.

Before when he was looking at nothing in particular, he would have a dreamy, relaxed look on his face. It was as though he were recalling a whimsical dream spun on his own curiosities. Now though, it was as though he were witnessing something troublesome from a distance yet ready to react if need be. Moomin wasn't sure if it was from the sun or something else, but his eyes seemed older, tired and always betraying whatever carefree façade he put on.

He set his own glass down on the table and held the other out to Snufkin. "Mamma made it fresh this morning." Began in as much of an optimistic tone as he could manage.

Snufkins gaze shifted a hair as he broke from his trance then he looked from Moomin to the glass.

"Oh, thank you." was all he said before giving it a disinterested sip.

Moomin shifted a bit uncomfortably and he searched his mind for anything to say. He knew Snufkin wasn't intentionally being distant, but it still made him uncomfortable.

"Snufkin." Moomin began softly. He noticed the way Snufkin's focus lifted to the empty space in front of him and the way his jaw tightened in anticipation for what Moomin was going to say. It made Moomin self conscious knowing that the entire point of what he was going to say was already known to his friend who quietly waited anyway.

"Listen," he continued, "You don't have to tell me anything, but-"

He managed to say before there was a distant boom. Normally it wouldn't have made Moomin so much as blink but Snufkin's reaction made him jump.

He immediately stood straight up, his attention snapped in the direction of the sound and his right hand reflexively swung down to his hip where a pistol had normally been for the past several years. In the process, the glass of lemonade had fallen to the porch and a large, triangular piece burst from it while the drink splashed over Moomins paws.

Of course, there was no pistol. Snufkin had slowly weened himself away from it since returning to the valley but it was always there in his mind.

After a moment, Snufkin realized it was only fireworks and he exhaled in such a way it seemed he was angry with himself. When he opened his eyes he saw Moomin staring back at him with concern and surprise, both paws clutching his glass. They both looked down between their feet at the glass and lemonade pooling around them.

"Moomin, I'm sorry-" Snufkin began as he bent to pick up the glass. "You didn't get cut, did you?"

Moomin knelt as well after he set his glass down and he took the shards out of Snufkins hand. "I'm fine, Snufkin. It's you I'm worried about."

Snufkin quickly averted his gaze and searched the puddle for any more stray pieces of glass which he put into the surviving portion of the drinkware.

"Don't worry about me." He said without looking at the other.

"You always say that." Moomin pointed out as he stood. "You always tell us not to worry about you but how can we not? We all love you, Snufkin. Nobody wants to say anything but we're all worried. You're...not the same anymore and it's a bit scary."

Snufkin stood too and for a moment, Moomin thought he might actually raise his voice back at him, but he didn't. He looked at the broken glass in his hand and muttered. "You have no idea."

Snufkin held the glass out to Moomin, practically shoving it into his paws, and he quickly moved past him and down the steps. As he descended the hill, the fireworks persisted and his hurried walk turned into an urgent sprint.

Moomin could do nothing but watch his dear friend vanish into his tent without so much as turning the lantern on. They had insisted that he stay in Moominhouse, enjoy the comforts of a home now that he was back, and secretly so that he'd also be surrounded by people who could keep an eye on him, but he wouldn't hear it. Moomin now feared he'd move his camp altogether and vanish for who knows how long.

The door opened again and Moominmamma poked out,

"What happened, I heard glass breaking?"

Moomin turned to his mother with paws cradling a mess of glass but no words. She noticed that Snufkin was gone and she looked down the hill at his tent.

"You were right, Mamma."

[inkedeye2345]

Got on the wrong foot part Pt.9

who the f#ck are you?

Rise Leo x OC

WARNING: i do NOT own ROTTMNT or spiderman, blood, NEW CHARACTER, Lesbian content (if you're homophobic wtf are you doing here man), cursing, angst (i guess), family Reunion???and thats it i think i hope you enjoy

no ones POV: (ofc its going to be cringe 😝) Kyle comes out of no where but in...upside down spider women? this isn't in the script damn it "hey you...ya you the one who has been spying on me during my whole entire life...mostly my love life and unfortunately the stupid narrator not you the beautiful reader i'm talking about the person who's narrating this"

fuck you kyle anyways- "okay people lets start from the beginning one last time my name is kyle (just pretend the cool spider gwen back rounds there when she introduces herself) i was bitten by a radioactive spider and for the last three months I've been the only spider women you guys kinda know the rest, I've started to play the electric guitar and skating (skatebored to be exact) saved leo's ass when he would jump into things...and the lieutenant my dad tricked me into believing the world could be a better place, and now i save everyone else" "i don't do dads or even a draxum dad or anything to avoid any distractions but then i met someone i never thought i would but anyways sorry people but if you want to keep reading go on i wont stop you"

Kyle's POV: "YOU'RE GROUNDED!!!" i slam my door shut hearing draxum yelling at me "DO NOT SLAM THAT DOOR ON ME LITTLE GIRL!!!" after that fight i didn't feel like coming out of my room honestly he doesn't know how it feels like to be lonely or really anything i put my headphones on listening to vent music (alien blue hehe) i lay down on my bed i realized that i've been so busy that i wasent able to talk to Leo,Donnie,April or anyone really im just stuck in this damn ho- "aGHHHhhhhhHhhh wTFffffff" i wheezed as i felt something heavy fall on my body and i see the one and only Leonardo Hamato "holaaa mi amor como estas." i nod my head and smile "doing just great" he nods his head in agreement "you haven't been answering my texts...?" "ya sorry been busy with school shit" i see him get off feeling the weight drift away "well why dont we go out and have fun for once?" i cringe a bit at his suggestion "i cant i'm...grounded" i hear him hum and he jumps out of the open window as i run over to it and see him on top of o bulding next to mine "isss night spider grounded?" i tap my foot the shrug

this is just what i needed to just get out in the fresh air spend time with my turtle boyfriend in New York City "do any of your siblings know that you're out here?" "uh,ya but raph wants me by curfew...like alwaysss" i chuckle at least he doesn't feel shitty we stayed in silence until CRASH i looked down and see...the lieutenant my dad i stayed there frozen as i took my mask off and started panting why did it feel like i was back where i was as a kid...

FLASHBACK

i was just a kid...lost,scared,hurt...i was in the streets ripped clothes scars on my body to show everyone i'm not normal i just adapted to the world i would rob people i didn't know my own parents but one day i just was running from robbing food until i bumped in to a guy

i looked up at him and turn my head around to see the guys after me and look back and the man in front of me "please help..." after a few seconds he picked me up and ran we got to a gym place until we went inside a look alike cave and put me down

but after that i was in the foot clan after that he would train me love me like a dad would but those words kept on ringing and ringing "Kyle i promise you we will make the world a better place and no one i mean no one will hurt you on my watch"

END OF FLASHBACK

"KYLE!" i snapped out of my trance and looked at leo "sorry lost in thought" i look down at the building "how do you feel about going on patrol on a rest day?" he smirked and nods his head i smile and put my mask on and jump down to see...a mutant fox?

i put my hand out reassuring him that 'i got this'

the only thing i could look at where her boobs damn and her Scythe is long but me and leo have to get home fast before draxum pisses himself and leo's brothers mostly raph i lean on the wall "so do you use that for...you know" i make a circle on my left hand and pull out one finger and poke it threw the hole multiple time i see her throw her Scythe at me as it spins but i doge it in time that it misses me and goes back to her grasp "Woahhhhh that was impressive did mommy teach you that" i hear her growl and i chuckle "you have a mouth fox" she throws her Scythe one more time but it its me instead of stabbing it and i grunt as im thrown to the wall "OW i thought we would be good friends but curiosity killed the cat didnt it" i was able to throw my death sickle at her cutting her cheek "you little spider bitch!!!" i see her launch at me and i kick her stomach she falls back i get out of the Scythe's grasp and i felt a punch on my face as we fought i was able to grab her mask and pull it down but something was wrong...no how is she here "Saph...is that you" i take my mask off her eyes widen. "you're alive?" we say at the same time "SAPH LETS GO" she turns around then back at me i look behind her "you're with him aren't you" "no no kyle i swear its not what it looks like" i look down then look up at her as we make eye contact "you were going to kill me weren't you" "kyle no...you know i had to do something so i could-" i immediately cut her off "you left me...YOU LEFT I COULDN'T FIND YOU!" i tear up "WHAT NOW YOU"RE GOING TO KILL ME NOW JUST SO LIFE CAN BE EASY"

"YOU DON'T GET IT I DID IT SO BIG MAMA COULD LET ME GO OR SEE GOOD IN ME" i shake my head "really big mama...?" "LETS GO SAPH NOW THE COPS WILL BE HERE ANY MINUTE" i heard sirens my dad well you know who grabbed her and looked at me i hear him mumble something "you've grown little one..." i put my mask on and shoot my webs to the building and left

when i got back to the apartments Leo kept on asking if i were okay and then he asked the big fucking question i never wanted to hear in the first place "who was she?" i look at him "shes my.....sister....twin to be exact...she was gone for 16 years and decides to kills me....anyways i'm going to sleep" he nods his head and pecks my temples "this time answer my texts...please" i smile "ya ok" we said our goodnights but my sister kept on on coming up on my head i don't know why she came back or even turned in to a mutant but i do know for one fact

WE’LL MEET AGAIN.

(Hi i'm sorry i haven't posted but i made this so i could say sorry its just that im not happy right now at all and i think i might need a theripist and that sucks ass and i think i have depreshion so this kinda made me feel better and you know that your writter kai stayed up to ruin her idk hour nap and i finished this at 4:21 am so yay well im going to knock the fuck out have a good day/night god bless you beautiful people bye 💙)

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[nemesyaaa]

KXKKDKEKEKZKE i mean girl can you stop posting such breathtaking works ? i want to live a peaceful life 🥹🥹

me while reading (the ending part mostly bc omgg rafe was the first to ask her on date)

HE MADE THE FIRST MOVE YES YES YES

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Rafe jumps when you turn around to face him, breaking him out of his trance. “Nobody probably ever taught you that it’s rude to stare, but it is.” she's rude 😭😭😭😭 but at least, she's right like wtf man you look 'ike some creepy man

“I wasn’t staring, just observing is all.” Rafe chuckles, trying to play it off like he wasn’t actually just gawking at you. big liar u arz

idk why but while reading this, i'm thinking of corpse bride

there is something about them, about the core you write on this scene of the cemetery that make me think of it. and i'm like omggg an au where weird!girl!reader is emily, and this is full angst bc at the end she move away and be like "maybe, i was just to weird for you" and this break my heart heavily 💔💔💔💔💔

“Yeah, there’s beauty in everything, if you really look. Sometimes the things that seem the most ‘odd’ or ‘dark’ are the most beautiful.” You still don’t look at him but that gives him a chance to study you up close. You truly are gorgeous. That pretty little dress you’re wearing contradicting with your chunky accessories. The cute way your hair is styled and your shiny glossed lips. Those tiny little tattoos you have littering your body compliment you perfectly. You’re definitely an anomaly. OMGGGG THIS WHOLE PARAGRAPH ?! i'm glad that i can pin him bc was so goddamn refreshing. and i'm dying bc i need someone to talk me like that

“Because. I think you’re beautiful. And interesting. And I’d like to get to know you.” He smiles at you sweetly as he reaches out to gently push your hair off your shoulder. “Please? Promise I’ll make it worth it.” KDKDKDKDKEKKEE WAS FIRST MEETING WAS AMAZING

you worked so hard for us today, may lord bless u. i'm so happy !! and im glad to have start this whole fic with Rafe and weird!girl!reader bc ive just can't get enough, they're my babies fr and i will always support them (and you ofccc)

I need need NEEEDD to know how rafe n weirdgirl! Reader met !!

I could imagine weird girl reader being a bit scared of rafe at first (bc let's me honest, I totally would be too. . .)

Or !! She's just like enamored by him and watches him from afar, but then he catches her spying on him n that's where their relationship starts !?

Ty bb !! 🪽🫶🏽

Yesss omg!! I keep meaning to write this so I’m so glad you asked!! No warnings but still 18+MDNI!

Rafe hasn’t been here in years, not since Ward’s funeral. But Cameron industries just cut a deal that his dad could’ve only pulled off in his wildest dreams and who could blame him if he wanted to boast a little? He stood in front of his father’s grave, rambling on about all his achievements since his death because honestly? He spent all that time trying to get Ward’s approval and the older he gets he realizes he never needed it to be successful. He did this shit all on his own. He was getting ready to leave when he heard the faintest sound of someone talking. He looked around the row of stones and didn’t see anyone so he started to walk off when he heard it again.

“Well, hello! What’re you doing here?” It had to be the sweetest voice he’s ever heard but as he whipped his head around his eyes still came up short. Was she talking to him? Is there some kind of ghost or some shit?

“Fuuuckk this.” Rafe turns on his heel only to nearly jump out of his skin when he sees a girl sitting in front of a grave on the opposite side of him. “Shit! What the fuck!”

You must not have heard him because you don’t turn around at the sound of his voice and it gives him a second to examine you. You’re sitting in front of a grave with a little orange cat at your side that you’re mumbling to while you stroke its fur. Rafe has seen you, of course, you went to school together and you live on figure 8 so of course he’s seen you but he’s never really noticed you until right now. You’re wearing this pretty little white dress and big giant chunky boots. Your voice sounds like honey as your doting on the cat travels to Rafe’s ears. He can’t see your face but for some reason he’s thinking about what your smile looks like.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Rafe jumps when you turn around to face him, breaking him out of his trance. “Nobody probably ever taught you that it’s rude to stare, but it is.”

“I wasn’t staring, just observing is all.” Rafe chuckles, trying to play it off like he wasn’t actually just gawking at you.

“Well, can you go observe someone else? And if you have something rude to say, keep it to yourself. I don’t have the energy to be fucked with today.” You scoff and roll your eyes before turning back to your furry friend.

“You visiting someone?” Rafe strolls closer to you, changing the subject because for some reason he really didn’t want to stop talking to you. He was intrigued by you.

“I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” You don’t even turn to look at him and it kind of drives him insane so he crouches down in front of you, tilting his head to try and catch your eyes.

“What’re you being so rude for? I’m just trying to make conversation.” He smiles at you in a way that he hopes is reassuring and he’s not even sure why he cares if you feel reassured or not, but there’s just something about you.

“Guys like you don’t just ‘make conversation’ with me, Rafe. If you have something rude to say just get it over with and leave me alone.” You look over at him with daggers in your eyes but there’s a flash of hurt there and now Rafe really wants to reassure you. He doesn’t know you, but he knows of you, he knows how people talk about you and treat you so of course you’d think he would do the same. A few years ago he probably would’ve. But right now all he can think about is how sweet your voice sounds saying his name.

“Yeah? Well maybe I just want to talk to you. And who’s this?” He looks toward the cat that has now taken purchase in your lap and reaches his hand out for it to sniff.

“Mmm, I don’t know his name. But he’s always here when I come. I just started calling him pumpkin.” You smile down at the cat sweetly as it starts to rub its face against Rafe’s hand. “Seems like he likes you, cats are good judges of character.”

“You never answered my question, by the way.” Rafe smirks down at you and something about the way he’s looking at you makes your stomach erupt with butterflies. It’s not a taunting smirk like you’d expect, it’s almost endearing.

“Oh, yeah, my mom is here. But I just like to come here. It’s serene, quiet and beautiful. Not a lot of people spend time here since cremation is the big thing now.” You shrug as you look off to the side with an almost dreamy look in your eyes and Rafe feels like he’d give anything to have you look at him like that.

“Beautiful, huh?”

“Yeah, there’s beauty in everything, if you really look. Sometimes the things that seem the most ‘odd’ or ‘dark’ are the most beautiful.” You still don’t look at him but that gives him a chance to study you up close. You truly are gorgeous. That pretty little dress you’re wearing contradicting with your chunky accessories. The cute way your hair is styled and your shiny glossed lips. Those tiny little tattoos you have littering your body compliment you perfectly. You’re definitely an anomaly.

“Yeah, I think I get what you mean.” And in this moment, he really does. Because you’re definitely odd but you’re probably the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. “Can I take you on a date?”

“What!” Your head whips towards him and a loud laugh spills from your lips. “Are you fucking with me?”

“Nah. I’m dead serious. Let me take you out.”

“Why?” You look at him wide eyed, like a pretty little dear caught in the headlights, he can tell you genuinely can’t tell if he’s fucking with you or not.

“Because. I think you’re beautiful. And interesting. And I’d like to get to know you.” He smiles at you sweetly as he reaches out to gently push your hair off your shoulder. “Please? Promise I’ll make it worth it.”

“Fuck it. Okay.” You sigh and smile at him and he swears he could melt into the ground at how beautiful you are. “Better make it worth it, Cameron.”

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Taglist: @babygorewhore @nemesyaaa @sturnioloshacker @strawberrydolly333 @loserboysandlithium @gri959 @starkeysprincess @rafeinterlude

[micallum]

I went back to sleep after Qualifying and slept so well 🙌🏻 better quality sleep than before. I feel robbed and I went to bed at 11pm last night. I want my money back. 😤

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HEY BESTIE CAN U MAKE A BLURB OR SOMETHING ABOUT FIVE HARGREEVES DURING THE FIRST EP OF S3 like yk the one where he saw delores after jayme spits on him and the reader who happens to date him saw it and like "wtf is he doing" and heard the name delores coming out of his mouth and the reader just goes silence after that scene BECAUSE THE READER IS THINKING ABOUT IT A LOT LIKE "is he actually still in love with a mannequin" and like very angsty afterwards but Five confronted her why she's being so quiet after their visit at the sparrows and the rest is up to u :] TYSM IDK ITS MY 1ST REQUEST ACTUALLY AND I CANTTT STOP THINKING ABT S3

ANGSTANGSTANGST

warnings: i think there's swearing, female reader (in my mind, but i can't remember using pronouns), angst. hardcore angst

tags: @mad-elia

PERFECTION

You were both running to get to Allison, his arm was around your waist, the other arm stretched toward the cornered woman. 

“Thanks,” she heaved once the three of you made it to the upstairs. 

“No problem,” Five said.

And then you saw her. She was a taller woman with electric black hair and green eyes. 

He told you guys to go, that he’d handle the woman. While Allison ran, you lingered, hiding behind the wall, watching.

He hit her over the head and she let out a groan of pain. Good. He could handle anything, your boyfriend. You had no doubt he’d be able to handle this easily; after all, he was probably the quickest thinker out of everyone. He could do anything and everything and that was only one reason you were irretrievably, desperately in love with the man.

And then came the spit, along with a hiss bubbling from the woman’s mouth. Jayme, you think her name was. Jayme. It sounded about right.

You wrinkled your nose, much like Five who began to berate her. “Agh! Hey, gross, alright?”

But before he could continue the usual lecture about sanitation, his face went glassy. Sweat built up on his forehead, and he began to walk around almost aimlessly.

“What the hell?” you heard him whisper. His eyes were directed toward the stairs, as were Jayme’s.

You ran out, looking at him, but didn’t touch him. Disturbing people when they’re in a trance could end dangerously, you heard. 

“What did you do to him?” you whispered, but she heard it and only smiled. It wasn’t one of those soft smiles; it was something similar to Five’s smile when he was irked. It was crooked, fake.

“I’m only showing him what he wants, kid.”

“Dolores?” Five whispered. You could feel your heart shatter.

The mannequin; that mannequin that sat with the both of you through the darkest nights of the apocalypse. She was there through everything; he always seemed to choose her over you. Even after you two were together. Dolores this; Dolores that; “Dolores would look good in this, wouldn’t she?”; “Dolores, you’re perfect”; “Dolores, I love you”.

You thought it was over. You thought he was over the stupid mannequin; you thought he loved you, only you. You thought that you two were meant for one another, the stupid soulmate shit everyone preached. But, you could see now, you clung on too tightly to the dreams a little girl would have.

You could see him break out into a smile, a genuine one. “Dolores.”

And then came the italian. 

“Really? Italian? Holy shit. Do you think I could get out of this without fighting you?” you asked Jayme. She raised an eyebrow at you before quickly turning to Five. “I’m way to tired for-”

He began to make out with thin air. 

Well, fuck.

“Okay, I’m just going to go,” you said, holding back the tears that threatened to spill.

You only just turned your back when you heard Five tumble down the stairs.

~*~

“Just gonna sit. I’m just gonna sit for a minute,” Luther groaned.

Your bones were cracking. You could practically collapse right there, plopping down on the top of the bench, lying there, mimicking Klaus on the table next to yours.

“Oh, I’m cracking,” Klaus said, a grit to his voice. You could second that.

“You all good, Klaus?”

“Fine, (Y/N/N), you?”

“Could be better.”

Five climbed on top of the table, sitting on the edge and placing your head gently in his lap. He began to run his fingers through your hair, his rhythm was constant. His love wasn’t. He grazed a cut and you hissed.

“That’s one hell of a cut, Sweetheart,” he mused quietly. You used that as an excuse to get out of his lap.

“I’m fine.”

You could see him flinch- just barely, not enough to catch if you weren’t paying close attention- at the slight harshness in your tone.

Good.

~*~

“CHET! Mon frère! I’d like my usual suite, por favor!” Klaus announced excitedly to the man at the front desk. He was older, his wrinkles prominent, but his hair still maintaining a blondish color that grasped onto hints of youth. 

“I’ve never seen you before,” Chet deadpanned. 

“See? Told you. Discreet.”

“Great job, Klaus,” you giggled; in turn, he wrapped an arm around you and wrestled you into his side.

“Don’t sass me, kiddo. There is such thing as a time out corner, you know.”

The dog’s whimper interrupted the conversation very quickly. 

“Please stop scaring my dog,” Chet said.

“We need some rooms, please.”

“Super.” Chet pulled out a sign with the words only a nightmare could hold. “And how will we be paying today?”

Well shit.

“Fine,” Luther said. “Empty your pockets. Come on; something.”

You dug around in your pockets, finding a dagger and an extinguished cigarette. 

“(Y/N)! Come on, really?” Five scolded.

“As if you haven’t had a cigar before.”

“Condoms?” Luther asked.

“I think you can exchange those for cash,” Klaus replied, causing you to giggle.

“Come on, you two, put the knives away!”

Luther looked around. “Oh, all right,” he sighed, removing his watch. Klaus marveled at it as he handed it to Chet. Examining it, Chet grabbed three room keys.

“Well, let’s Brady Bunch this bitch.”

~*~

Only one room had one bed, so you and Five were assigned to that one.

“Let’s unpack. Settle in.”

“And what do we have to unpack?” you questioned, eyebrow cocked.

“Yes, Darling, isn’t that liberating?”

“Fair enough.”

“Alright then,” Five said. “Let’s fix you up.”

“What do you mean?” you asked.

You didn’t want him touching you anymore. You didn’t want him lying to you anymore.

“You know what I mean.”

“Fine. I’ll get Allison in here-”

“Why Allison?” he asked, eyebrows furling. You could see the hurt flash in his eyes. Your heart broke and soared at the same time.

“You know why, Five. I saw everything.”

“Everything? I don’t get it.” He approached you, reaching out. You pulled back. He took another step forward. This kept going until your back hit the wall. He quickly brought his arm up, trapping you there. “I don’t understand. Why can’t I take- what did you see?”

You laughed, but stared at his arm. He was serious.

His other hand made its way to your hairline, brushing it softly. “I don’t understand.”

You recoiled, causing him to flinch once more.

“Sweetheart, we’re done. It’s all over; no more apocalypse, no more nothing. This is it! We can be happy- just… tell me what happened. I’ll fix it. I swear I will. I can’t afford to lose you after everything. I’ll fix everything, I promise, just please tell me what-”

“I saw you making out with thin air.”

“After what Jayme did? I thought I told you to run-”

“I hung back to make sure there wasn’t any funny business.” His arm loosened and you made your exit, walking toward the door. He didn’t jump toward you. He didn’t do anything. He just looked. “Turns out, there was some funny business. You’re still hung up on Dolores.”

“No,” he whispered. “No, (Y/N), I swear to God, I-”

“I heard everything, Five. So, we’re hanging out here for the next few days and then I’m out. I’m sorry. I can’t do this anymore.”

“(Y/N), I love you. Not Dolores, you.”

“I have come second to her after years, Five. Years I have waited for you to come around, and when you finally did, I was stupid enough to believe it was true. I was foolish enough to believe you could actually love me, that someone would actually love me. But, of course, I should’ve known: you can’t get over something so perfect that quickly.”

“You are perfection,” he whispered, tears in his eyes. “You-”

“No, Five. You can’t- I know what I saw. I know what you want, and that’s not me. Now, if you excuse me, Allison will only be available for so long. I’m going to need this cut fixed.”

You walked out the door with tears blurring your vision.

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BAKUGOU KATSUKI X FEM READER (SMUT )

‼️WARNING‼️:quickie ,some choking, hair pulling, creampie, 18+

Quirk: teleportation

It was a normal day in patrol with your angry ass boyfriend,he was yelling at you for something stupid, it didn't mean he was mad at you but it looked like he was, people usually were confused why you chose him to be your boyfriend when there are other people "better" than him because he seemed to not treat you how you should be treated but in reality he treated you very good, you used to think his yelling was annoying as hell and how he Got mad at everything and everyone for dumb ass reasons, but after awhile you saw that he grown to be a better man and even if it's a bit weird to say you liked how he didn't care if you were a girl,boy,tall,short,fat,skinny,black,white,hero,citizen,old,young or whatever, he hated everybody equally, and didn't really give anybody special treatment, except for you ofc , and then you two got forced to work together and be in the same agency for top secret reasons and that's how y'all got close and started to fall for one another, you then started to think whenever he yelled or got angry, it was adorable as shit mixed with a hot ASF.

Back to him yelling at you in public, he had this angry look in his eyes with furrowed eyebrows but you were mostly paying attention to his eye color, and shit were they a beautiful red, they honestly glowed more whenever he was mad, looked like rubies or some shit , you looked like you were in a trance while the bitch was yelling at you, tbh you were so whipped you didn't even hear wtf he was saying,not like it was important or anything.

"HEY ARE YOU LISTENING?!!" he yelled out "huh?" You said ".....did you not hear a word I said?..." He said trying to keep his temper from exploding (🤡) ".....no" you were still focusing on his eyes and beauty, "WTF HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THEN? I'VE BEEN RAMBLING AND YOUR NOT EVEN LISTENING?!" You sighed and said "I'm sorry kat I was just....I meannnn..... Your just so damn beautiful" he looked at you with a bit of confusion and shock,tbh you were a big flirt when it came to katsuki, you l o v e d to make him flustered ASF, I mean he's used to being complimented and stuff but he's not used to being called beautiful or getting hit on, usually people are too scared to do it in person for fear of being blown to bits.

"W-what the fuck" he said "did you stutter? Wow I didn't even say much " you smiled and started to chuckle "GGGRRR SHUT UP !! I didn't stutter!your hearing things dumbass!!!" "You say something? I couldn't hear you I was too distracted by your beauty kat~" you smirked with eyes full of love,you honestly couldn't help yourself when it came to his eyes, he just started to blush "awwwwwww your so cute when your flustered I can't really contain how I'm feeling right now.... I think I gotta sit down" "what the hell are you on?" "I'm not on anything 🙄 I'm just so I'm love with you like damn you don't understand how beautiful you actually are" "STFU! " he said while blushing, you really liked seeing him blush while angry it just made things worse for you and you wanted to kiss him, so you did , you just grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a passionate kiss,at first he made muffled growling noises while you kissed him but then he finally gave in and kiss you but he made it more aggressive and you pulled away and smile at him.

"I think your really on something" he said with furrowed eyebrows, "I'm not you idiot... But I do wanna be on you " you said poking his cheek, he started blushing again and started to get angry again,before he could say anything,you put your hand on his shoulder and teleported to your penthouse "sorry kat I just couldn't help myself " you then pushed him on the couch and got on top of him and started to kiss him aggressively, he knew what you were trying to do and he pushed you away "WTH?? we're still on patrol hrs rn!" "Just a little quickie kitty" you kissed him again and he pushed you away "hell no!" "Don't worry kat, other heroes are also on patrol duty, everything's finneeeee plus nothing serious has been happening lately during patrol" "argggg" "come on..pleaseeee" "mmMM" you got closer to him "I just wanted you to rail me...my bad that I wanted to have sex with you.....alright if you don't wanna we can go back to work" you tried getting up but bakugou put his hands on your hips, you looked at him and saw he was looking down, contemplating

Before you can say anything he flipped you two over, now your back was on the sofas backrest cushion and he was in between your legs, he looked deeply into your eyes "just a quickie...got it?!" You stared at him with a smirk while putting your arms around his neck "finally knocked some sense into you, yes?" "If anybody needs some knocking sense out of them it's you, dumbass" "then knock me up" your smirk grew, he flipped you over so that now your back was facing his, he put a hand over your throat and made you look at him with an arched back,he had dark eyes "don't tell me what to do" he said sternly "pleasee" you said smiling, he stared at you deeply with strong eyes, you stared back "your lucky I love you.."

He then quickly used his other hand to go down your pants to rub your clit fast, his other hand still on your throat to force you to stare at him,you started to sigh in satisfaction while you rocked your hips with his fingers, he took his fingers away and started to lower his pants to free his dick, he lowered your pants as well and started to rub his dick in between your folds roughly while also rubbing your clit with his shaft, it felt great but you obviously wanted more, you moaned a bit as he grunted, he felt you become more wet and ready for him, he then stopped and angled himself to your cunt.

Without a second thought he plunged himself deep into you, his hand still on your throat, you moaned in satisfaction after aching for him for too long "I swear asshole if you don't fuck me to next week-" he tightened his grip around your throat so you couldn't speak and then he went in and out of you roughly and quickly "DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" He let go of your throat and put both his hands on your hips so he could faster, you moaned loudly "YES KAT....JUST LIKE THAT!" you gripped on the couch cushions, basically squeezing them, he started to grunt and groan loudly "fucking.... shit!" He got one of his hands to pull on your hair to force you to look at him, it hurt a lot but you loved it , and he knew it, he then let go and started to hug you from behind ,still pounding into you,his chin was on your shoulder and one of his hands went back to your throat but his wrist was basically in between your breasts and his other hand was on your stomach so he could feel how deep he was inside of you, he grunted loudly "fuck (y/n)!! Feels too damn good! ..DAMNIT!" you moaned loudly "PLEASE KAT! CUM INSIDE ME!" You were also about to cum and you tightened yourself around his cock even more "cum with me (y/n).." he said softly ,you nodded, he then went faster as you moaned his name over and over again "KATSUKI!" and he screamed "(Y/N)! DAMNIT DAMNIT SHIT! FUCK YEA!" and finally he came inside you deeply and you came all over his dick,you felt eachother twitching aggressively

He was panting hard and so were you, he then put his hands on your hips and pulled himself out slowly, he liked seeing his cum drip outside your cunt, while he seeing his cum drip out, you felt empty now but then he turned you around gently and kissed you passionately, your hand went and grabbed his hair and the other feeling his arm muscle as his hands were on your cheek and hip, your make out was for a couple second then he pulled away "tf you'd have to get so horny in the middle of the day?" "I can't help it you make me crazy for you...or something...I know I make you crazy too" he rolled his eyes but he hugged you with a hint of blush in his cheeks,you didn't tease him about it and kept it to your self and hugged him back "well we gotta go back to patrol duty... We've been gone for almost 10 min" he didn't move an inch and you tried to get out of his grasp but he's just too damn strong, you kept telling at him to let go so you could go back to work, he's the one who said it had to be a quickie 🙄,but you eventually cleaned yourselves up and went back to work and he was more touchy later the day. God you loved him and he loved you.

[crazycookiecrumbles]

Best Birthday Ever

A/N:  reblogs/comments desired/appreciated greatly  because this is my first time writing Adrian Chase and I have no idea WTF I’m doing or how in character he is.

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Pairings/Characters: Adrian Chase x Reader

Warnings: swearing, talks about violence

Summary:  All Adrian ahd to do was get ice cream, the plan was so, so, simple, and yet, too complicated to execute.

WC: 1,535

This was not the predicament Adrian thought he’d find himself in.  It was supposed to be the easiest, simplest task. All he needed to do was pick up ice cream. Chris said that all he had to get was ice cream, but when Adrian asked him what flavor, all Chris did was scream and say, ‘get the fucking awesome kind, Thimble, it’s not rocket science!’

Well, he was right. It’s not rocket science, it’s ice cream science. Given that the 11th Street Kids were gathering at the local bar, Adrian needed to make sure he got the right thing for his cool new group of friends — wait, why was he buying Chris ice cream if they were drinking at a bar? Huh, something wasn’t adding up about that —

“Excuse me,” your voice cut through his train of thought. Adrian blinked a few times before his head swiveled over to his right to see you pointing at the door, “Sorry. I just want to grab a pint, and you’re, well, you’ve been in a trance for the past 20 minutes.”

“Oh,” he blinked a few times and opened the door for you. “Sorry. I couldn’t decide.”

You chuckled and grabbed the pint, holding it to your chest as you nodded in agreement, “Been there. I sat with my laptop staring at flavors for about half an hour before I left because I couldn’t justify picking out the ten I wanted and had to force myself to pick just one.”

“I mean, why not get ten? Who is going to stop you from your dreams? I’m definitely not,” Adrian said quickly as he shut the door for the ice cream, “Can’t let it melt.”

“Not going to get any?” You asked.

He thought for a moment, “I think my friends were trying to get rid of me.”

“That sounds like you have shitty friends.”

“What? No, no, no they’re really super cool and stuff, they just love joking with me and stuff,” Adrian said easily, waving his hand dismissively. “Everyone sends the birthday boy to get ice cream for them.”

“Birthday boy?” You repeated. “Today is your birthday?”

“According to my birth certificate, and the story of my mom’s very long, painful birth of me, yes.”

You blinked and pursed your lips before responding, “I uh, I think your friends were just getting you out for a little bit so they could surprise you with something.”

Adrian pursed his lips as well, eyes blank as he stared off into the distance and pondered this, “That does make sense. Wow, I did not see that coming! That would’ve been my first surprise birthday thing.”

“Oh, my god, and I just ruined it. I am so, so sorry — “

“It’s fine! — “

“Let me at least buy you a pint or ten of something because —“

“Hey, hey, no it’s totally fine —“

Before Adrian could argue any more with you, you both were distracted by the sound of the bell above the door ringing. Glancing over, you both watched as a man with a mustard yellow ski mask on and a shotgun entered the store and waved the gun around. He shouted for everyone (which was, really, just you two and the clerk) to get down on the ground and empty their wallets before pointing his gun at the register.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You muttered to yourself, unmoving as you clenched the pint of ice cream in your hand and ignored fact that frozen dairy exploded and was coating your hand.

“Yeah, this happens all the time around here,” Adrian told you with a hint of amusement in his voice, possibly? “Man. This is definitely the best birthday ever. You should do what he says, laying low to the ground will give you more cover.”

You had your own plan in mind, but this man instructing you on what to do had thrown you off. Frowning, you turned and stared at him in surprise, “What did you just say?”

Adrian did not get the chance to respond. The armed robber approached the two of you, shotgun in hand that he pointed at your jaw as he shouted for the both of you to empty your wallets. You both did nothing, but Adrian couldn’t’t keep his mouth shut.

“You know, if you’re going to rob someone with a shotgun, you really shouldn’t hold it to them so closely, it really ruins any control you have, “Adrian explained. Wanting to be cool in front of the pretty damsel in distress he had every intent of now impressing and showing off to.  He turned to you and offered a goofy nod and thumbs up. “Saw it on Supernatural.”

You inhaled sharply and gave him a thumbs up, “Fascinating.”

“Can you both shut the fuck up and give me your fucking money?” The man repeated. “I’m not repeating myself!”

“But you did, twice so far,” Adrian added.

“And it’s 2022, I don’t carry cash,” you replied.

He sucked his teeth.

Adrian took one step closer, “By the way, you really should’t point a gun at a nice lady like that. She’s not doing anything, and you’re violating her personal space and right to get whatever ice cream flavor she wants.”

“Man, who the fuck even are you right now?”

“The guy who is going to put that shotgun so far up your ass that the buckshot fires out your eyeballs,” Adrian said with a smile on his face.

In the blink of an eye, the shotgun was pointed up at the ceiling as it went off.  Adrian was in front of you holding the barrel of the shotgun and keeping it pointed at the ceiling as he chopped the man in the throat, yanked the gun away, and used the butt of it to smash his face in. The robber dropped to the ground, and Adrian twirled the gun in his hand before aiming the shotgun at the downed robber. He had every intent on doing exactly as promised, but then he quickly remembered he wasn’t in his suit. Then he’d have to kill everyone in here, including you, and he couldn’t do that, not yet, at least.

“Whoa, I think you got him,” you said, your clean hand resting on his forearm. You looked up to the clerk, “You’re good here, right? He’s down, no one’s hurt. Maybe you can just call the cops, say you got him, and we can leave?”

The clerk nodded quickly to you, “Yes, yes, yes, okay. Go, go, get out of here.”

“Thank you,” you nodded with a forced smile and elbowed Adrian, “Put the gun down. Maybe wipe your prints first.”

“Right, good call.” Adrian did as told, set the gun down in front of the clerk before giving him a stern look, “You be careful with that, young man,” Adrian said before walking out of there.

Outside the store and safely down the block, Adrian exhaled deeply and looked back over his shoulder before looking at you with a grin, “That was amazing. You kept your cool in there really ,really well. You were so calm. Most would find it unnerving but I think it’s endearing. How did you know about the prints and stuff?”

“Oh,” you cleared your throat. “Criminal minds. How’d you know how to disarm him?”

“….Supernatural.”

“Right,” you trailed off and studied this curious boy with his silly grin and big glasses. “I never got your name.”

“Oh, right. I’m Adrian,” he said, sticking his hand out to shake yours but underestimating the distance between the two of you and instead, basically, punching your hand. “Oh. I’m so sorry.”

You snorted, “It’s fine, Adrian. I’m Y/N,…happy birthday, convenience store hero.”

He waved his hand dismissively again, shoulders saying left and right before he stopped shifting his weight everywhere. “It was nothing. I mean, not like I do that all the time or anything — which I don’t! I totally don’t do that all the time and I’m definitely not an undercover hero or anything like that.”

You raised an eyebrow, “Right…neither am I, actually. Glad we have that in common.”

“Haha, yeah!” Adrian laughed a little too hard at that. “Um, so. You didn’t get your ice cream. You broke it, actually.”

“Neither did you.”

“Yeah,” Adrian trailed off. “I’m going to go to the bar now.”

“Okay. Cool.”

He hesitated for a moment, “Do you, maybe, do you want to go with me?”

You pondered this for a moment, “A bar with a stranger in a strange town I’m just visiting?”

“Oh,” Adrian cleared his throat, “Right. Yeah, that’s super weird.”

You snickered, “Sure, I’ll go, if you want me to.”

“Yeah! I have to tell this story. It’s sick, and with a witness? I’ll get even more cred! Well, not totally sick, but it’s pretty cool, and stuff, not to brag,” Adrian said as he started walking away with you. “Come on! I’ll introduce you to my friends. You get to meet my best friend, Chris. He’s super awesome, and he’s kind of a big deal, but, like, don’t make a big deal out of it or anything, okay? He gets embarrassed.”

“Sure, Adrian, whatever you say.”