#resquet

[psychicvoidtale]

Can you draw either Teutates or Ah Puch? [They're both tribute characters to two dead Slipknot members. Teutates being Joey Jordison, and Ah Puch being Paul Grey]

of course I can

(I don't know if in this version they are father and son)

Thanks for the information but I'm not a big fan of that style of music.😭

[hollowstarsaga]

I'm writing more fanfiction for The Hollow Star Saga but I don't know what to write, so please, tell me what to write.

What do you want to see?

Do you want more of one ship?

I have an idea for Lethe and Celadon that's about it.

Do we want more Vehan and Aurelian?

TELL MEEE

[myfanfictionjournal]

Fellow marvel swfties

I'm here.

I'm about to write a marvel fanfic for EVERY @taylorswift song out there

starting with

so send me a marvel character and a Taylor song or one or the other...

either way, I'm going to write these stories

[fictionismyreality3]

Can we have a smut of stalker Jason with somnophilia and crazy to eat pussy? Plsss

I mean, Jason is a natural fucking pussy eater.

AND I'M HAPPY TO HAVE PLACED YOUR FIRST RESQUET!!

Can I be the 💦 anon? To u know that is me

Too Much to Take (18+)

Jason Todd x Reader

Tags: Smut, stalker!jason todd, possessive!jason todd

Warnings: romance and everything that comes with it, somnophilia, stalking, dubcon, guns, drugs, little to no aftercare.

Notes: hi babes!! I’m so so sorry this took so long, a bear ate my phone. My beautiful 💦 your request is much appreciated. I know it’s unrealistic that the reader never wakes up but I have nevER EVER BEEN HAPPIER.

The cool, night breeze of Bludhaven blew the white chiffon curtains your mother had gotten you in the wind. Across from your bed sat a gorgeous, kingly armchair where you loved to sit and read. Your apartment was carefully decorated by your artful hands, each piece put perfectly in its place. When you got home everyday, you knew you would be returning to a safe, cozy home full of memories and comfort items. Everything was just how it should be.

That’s why the man standing in your apartment was so out of place.

You were asleep, of course. Knocked out after a long day running errands. Your bed had welcomed you warmly, and you couldn’t resist cracking open your window just a little bit, wanting to savour the start of spring.

You knew the automatic danger that came with living in Bludhaven, but you’d saved up enough to move to a nicer area, and your apartment was on the 8th floor of your building. Surely, nobody would bother risking the fall.

Surely.

It had been three days since Jason had first saw you. Three days too long since he’d seen you in person. He’d watched you nearly every minute of the last 72 hours, consuming every ounce of information he could find about you and your life.

His shift watching over Bludhaven ended tomorrow, when Dick would be returning from wherever he went. So, he only had around a day left of viable excuse to be near you. After that, finding a reason to be in Bludhaven even longer would be his main priority. It was clear that he’d already be wherever you were. The thought of not being able to reach you was enough to shatter what little was left of his soul.

No, no, there was no going back now.

And so, Jason found himself perched on the rooftop across from your building, the endless Bludhaven rain pelting across his broad shoulders.

He spent the first few moments watching you carry out your night routine. It was all things many people in Bludhaven overlooked, or dropped as soon as their lives were overtaken by the chaos in the city. Somehow, you’d managed to maintain a semblance of a normal life even while being surrounded by shootings and drug runs.

He stayed still, hovering over your apartment like a cloud of death, his gaze never breaking to stray to anything else but you. He watched you make dinner, he watched you tidy up, he watched you get ready for bed. All of it was as fascinating to him as everything he’d seen when he researched your background.

All the little habits you did. The way you fiddled with the timer on the stove while you waited for the food, the way you danced to your music while you did dishes, the way you preferred an endless heap of pillows on your bed. Every little quirk he watched served to drill your presence deeper into his being. You were exactly what he needed.

So pure.

Innocent enough to leave your bedroom window open in the middle of a crime surge in the only city worse than Gotham.

It gave Jason the perfect opportunity to watch you sleep, and the perfect opportunity to survey your apartment for places to set up cameras. He’d need to make sure that he had every inch of the place covered so he could watch you at all times. The last thing Jason wanted was for some criminal or other creep to breathe the same air as you.

Oh, how cute.

He looked on as you settled into bed, reaching over to your nightstand to pat the head of a tiny giraffe plushy, as if it would stand guard and protect you from all the dangers in the world. You didn’t need a stupid plushie. You had him now.

But what if you needed him and he wasn’t there? What if you left your window open every night and someone with worse intentions was there to take advantage of it? He needed to be there to protect you, to keep away all the dangers and make sure you lived like a princess. It could happen tonight if Jason wasn’t careful. He couldn’t have that.

Wind blew the curtains in your window aside, as if the world was parting the barriers that lay between you. He was just going to make sure that nobody who was less well meaning than him would take a chance to hurt you.

With the speed of years and years of training, Jason hopped from rooftop to rooftop, as quiet as a panther stalking its prey. But Jason wasn’t stalking you. No, he was helping you, making sure you were safe.

Landing on your fire escape balcony without a sound, Jason stood motionless as he peered into your bedroom, his eyes locked on your sleeping form.

You were like an angel in his eyes. Something clean and untouched. Something that he could have all to himself now that he’d found you. Jason wasn’t worried about tainting you with his red-stained hands, no, you were saving him. You had saved him.

He took the time to study your bedroom, burning each item of decor into his mind. There were so many perfect spots to put cameras, and of course, he’d brought some with him just in case. They were small, tech he had ‘borrowed’ from Bruce’s generous stockpile in the safe house he was staying at.

He could have them placed and synced back up with his computer in less than five minutes. It would be so easy he wouldn’t even wake you.

And Jason didn’t want to wake you. It wasn’t just the fact that he felt you looked so peaceful sleeping, something he would hate to disturb, it was that he wasn’t ready.

If you knew who he was, how could he guarantee your safety? Not to mention the fact that you might even try to run from him.

Like hell.

So, Jason found himself pushing the window you’d cracked open further, till he could just slip inside. Landing on the balls of his feet as he’d been trained to do a hundred times before, his presence was barely audible.

Just being in the same room as you felt like he was drunk and more alert than ever all at once. In the back of his mind, a sour voice told him to stop, to let this be the farthest he went and leave before things got out of hand. God forbid Bruce found out. But he pushed those thoughts away as quickly as they came.

Taking his time, he walked slowly around your bedroom, his eyes soaking in everything that was just you. It was impossible to resist purusing your things as he came to your dresser. Trailing his fingers across all the little decorations you had, he closed his eyes, imagining he was touching your skin instead.

He couldn’t resist opening the drawers, and nearly sank to his knees when he saw that the first one he opened was full of your panties and bras. His mask suddenly felt constricting, and he immediately noticed his breaths pick up.

“Jesus Christ.” He huffed out in a sharp breath, his heartbeat pounding in his ears.

Looking back over at you sleeping in the bed, it was like he had the devil on both shoulders. Without thinking long enough to regret it, he reached for the prettiest pair, pocketing it so quickly it may as well had never been there.

Jason let out a heavy sigh, but continued placing cameras in places nobody but him would think to check. He’d have to come back later to do the rest of the apartment.

After just watching you sleep for what felt like far too little time, Jason finally willed himself to turn and leave. Every fibre of his being was screaming in protest. The thought of getting to be this close to you, only to have it ripped away, was almost too much to bear. Still, he made his way back to your window. That’s when he heard it.

The sound of rustling sheets filled Jason’s expertly trained ears and his gaze snapped to the noise instantly as he froze in place, halfway out your window.

Dear god.

Where you had been snuggled cutely in your blankets, you had kicked them off to leave your lower half exposed.

Your gorgeous legs lay splayed across your bed, long and elegant. All of his senses were dialled in on the singular sight of you. His cock thrummed with heat almost instantly, his pants stretched out by his girth as his gazed strayed further.

You were wearing a pair of flimsy sleep shorts and a shirt that was far too big for you and he’d be damned if he said it wasn’t the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.

With an amount of restraint he didn’t think he possessed, Jason bit his tongue, practically salivating at the sight of you. He rested his head against the window frame, halfway out of your apartment, halfway towards making a very bad decision.

He should leave. He should leave and never come back and leave you alone and stop. But he couldn’t.

Fuck it.

Refusing to spend any more time not having you, Jason pulled himself back through your window, prowling towards your bed.

He just stood there for a while like he had already, staring at the delicious curve of your ass and feeling his cock harden in his pants. If he was already going to hell for this then he would take his time savouring his sins.

But he could only hold himself back for so long.

With a quiet groan, Jason crept nearer to your side, pulling away the rest of the blankets as carefully as he could. It wasn’t that important for him to see all of you just yet. Not only was his mind only focused on one thing, but he knew he had all the time in the world to study every part of you. You were his after all.

Now that your lower half was exposed to the cool spring air, there was only one barrier keeping Jason from taking what was holding his entire soul. He prayed you were a heavy sleeper, and lowered himself to his stomach on the bed. Propped up on his elbows, there were only a few inches separating him from the only thing he wanted.

Thank god for sleep shorts.

In the back of his mind, he was already adding buying you something less revealing to his list of things to do, not wanting anyone to see you but him. But that could wait.

Taking off his mask and placing it on the floor beside your bed, he bit his tongue and gently hooked his fingers underneath your sleep shorts, pulling them to the side. All at once the breath left his lungs and he felt like his world was being tipped upside down. You didn’t wear any panties to bed.

Jason had to close his eyes for a moment in order to control his urge to wake you up and ravish you. When he opened them again, they flickered green and he zeroed in on what was making his mouth water.

Your pretty little pussy.

It was a miracle he’d gotten this far to be honest, but you didn’t seem to stir for anything. Thanking whatever force was allowing him this one pleasure, he moved closer to you and began taking what he wanted so desperately.

The moment his mouth met your pussy he nearly came in his pants.

Stopping for a second, he waited for any sign you were awake, his heart pounding in his ears. But you were still silent. Jason took this as his go ahead, but he had no intentions of stopping anyway.

He peppered kisses along your pussy, drunk on the softness of your skin and the taste of you on his lips. Everything in him was bursting with thrill, and he could barely stop himself from rutting against your bed to get some much needed friction. He wasn’t in his mind anymore, the only thing keeping him tethered to the planet was your sweet little cunt.

You began to breathe a little heavier in your sleep, your soft breathing quickly getting deeper. But Jason didn’t stop.

He couldn’t.

Not when you tasted so divine, not when your skin felt like heaven on his tounge. He moved to your clit now, his whole face practically pressed into your pussy. If he was gonna go out between your legs, it was a death he would gladly take.

He sucked on your clit, alternating between swirling his tounge around it in tight little circles and sloppily eating you out. It was getting harder and harder for Jason to control the level of noise he was making. His groans and low, rumbling growls began to fill the room. It was just you. Only you in his mind, his heart, and his soul.

Oh, fuck.

You were making these cute little noises now. Little breathy whimpers and whines were leaving your lips. With each sound that reached his ears, he felt a bit more of his control slipping.

He hadn’t even noticed he was fucking you with two fingers until you began to squirm. All at once he halted all his movement, waiting for his fun to end, but your eyes never opened. This would all just be a really good dream for you. He almost chuckled at the idea.

Certain you’d stay asleep, he buried his face in your pussy, eating you like a man starved. His fingers pumped in and out of your now slick cunt, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he tasted your sweetness on his tongue.

But it wasn’t enough. He needed more.

He needed to make you cum. He needed to be the one, the only one, bringing you pleasure. He wanted to feel your cum running down his face. He wanted to taste you on his tongue three days from now.

There was no point trying to contain himself anymore. He’d already jumped off the edge a long time ago. Jason pumped a third finger into you, allowing himself to grind his raging cock against your bed. The noises you were making were getting louder, and you were beginning to writhe in your sheets every time he slammed his fingers into you. He knew he’d have to be quick, but honestly, he didn’t know how much more he could take.

Taking your clit in between his teeth, he grazed the sensitive skin just enough to have you even wetter for him. Jason was desperate. All his cares, all his worries had been replace by an unending, carnal urge for you.

Only you.

He pumped his fingers faster, driving them in and out while he ate you like a man possessed. Then, he got to experience what was easily the best thing that ever happened to him.

Without warning, your needy whimpers turned into one long, high pitched whine, and your sweetness burst into Jason’s mouth. He felt like he died all over again, cumming in his pants as he groaned into your pussy, shuddering. Never once did his fingers stop, only slowing to allow himself to lap up all of your juices.

The world was quiet for a moment as he stayed hooked on your cunt, his eyes closed in bliss.

But he couldn’t stay forever.

With an insane amount of difficulty, Jason placed one more kiss on your clit, and pulled your shorts back in place. His own underwear would be ruined, and he would definitely have to wash his pants, but he couldn't have given less of a shit.

Once he was sure you’d stay asleep, he moved off the bed, coming to stand beside your now flushed face. Jason didn’t know what was worse, having to leave after tasting the best thing ever, or the fact that you’d only remember this as a dream.

Not wanting to think about anything but how full his heart felt, he leaned down and pressed a feather light kiss to your cheek.

“Sweet dreams, baby. You’re mine.” He whispered softly, as if you could hear him, and brushed a lock of your hair behind your ear.

Taking one last glance at your pretty face, he turned and crept his way out of your apartment, leaving the way he came, through the window.

He made sure to close it.

It was clear to Jason that he should be feeling shame, remorse or disgust with himself for what he just did, but the only thing on his mind was how he wanted you awake for next time. And there would be a next time.

When you awoke that morning, and the haze of sleep cleared from your mind, your focus instantly went to the wetness between your thighs. You blushed as vague memories of a rather nice dream sprung to the forefront of your thoughts.

Shaking your head, you crawled out of bed, yawning, when your eyes caught on a slightly confusing sight.

“Didn’t I leave that open?”

[krinues]

Lately I've been watching past seasons of lifesteal..

I really want to draw more of lifesteal but i'm out of ideas so yeah resquets are always open🕺

[magics-neptunes-things]

Baby Sister

Hi guys!

This one is from resquets, lot of them actually. I hope you will enjoy this ficlet :)

TW : Jealousy, secret relationship, Reader is Jenni Hermoso's little sister.

PART 2 IS HERE!

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Being Jenni Hermoso’s little sister has always been a great pride for you. You wear your last name with great happiness and you have always attended all the matches you could see. You have never missed any of his important matches, whether with the Barça team or the Spanish national team. This summer, you even made the trip to attend each stage of the competition, until seeing her lift the trophy at the finale.

What happened after and around this victory, you’d rather not talk about. This story makes you green with rage and you sincerely believe that if you had faced these men at the end of the summer, things would have gone very badly.

Jenni now playing in Mexico, it’s obviously harder for you to go and see her play. You watch her evolve on the other side of the ocean thanks to VPN, what you find ridiculous, it’s your sister for God’s sake.

But you’ve been used to long distance relationships for a while now. Because your girlfriend doesn’t happen to live in Barcelona either. Leila has been playing for Manchester City since the summer of 2022, a few months after you two started dating. The long-distance relationship is clearly not something easy to manage, but your reunions are incredible every time. Now that Jenni is no longer in Barcelona, it’s easier for you to fly to Leila for a weekend in Manchester.

Yes, because Jenni obviously doesn’t know that you’re in a relationship with one of her friends. Former colleagues at Barça and in the Spanish national team, there is no need to draw a picture to know how you met. It took some time for you to get closer, you were long persuaded that Leila only saw you as Jenni’s little sister. Baby Hermoso, like most of Jenni’s teammates like to call you.

It’s not a nickname that bothers you, you know it’s affectionate and again it’s not something pejorative for you to be compared to your sister. You love her. Even though she tends to be very protective of you, scaring away all your girlfriends pretty quickly. No one is good enough for you in her eyes and even if you know that her goal is to protect you and to avoid the mistakes that she made herself, you must admit that it’s for this reason that Leila and you decided to remain hidden.

Lying or hiding things from Jenni is really not easy for you. You are used to telling her everything and you have sometimes picked yourself up at the last moment when you want to tell her an anecdote about something you saw or did with Leila. Luckily, you didn’t make any missteps in a year and a half, almost two years.

But the secret is starting to weigh you more and more. Being away from the two most important women in your life is difficult for you and you regularly find yourself with lower morale than usual. When Jenni asks you about it, you just tell her you miss her. Which is true, but not totally. It’s easier for you to talk about it with Leila, even if you don’t want to impose your moods on her.

With Christmas coming, Leila is back in Barcelona, just like your big sister. You managed to establish a schedule in the rules of the art, juggling between family meals and stolen moments with your girlfriend. You even managed to set up an afternoon with Ona, Leila and other friends you have in common. You even asked Alba Putellas to join you, but she already had something planned.

So, when Ona and her brother went back to their parents, Leila offered to take you home, which you obviously accepted. Except she stayed at your place to end the night between lovers, catching up on all the kisses, hugs and love whispers you’re late for. You could spend hours with Leila, hidden under your sheets, exchanging confessions between two kisses.

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It was between Christmas and New Year’s that Jenni asked you to have lunch and an afternoon with her. If her proposal obviously excited you, you found yourself hesitating when she told you she wanted to invite Leila to join you. It’s been a while since they met again and Leila apparently misses her. And since you two are getting along, Jenni thought it was a good idea to bring people together.

If only she knew how well you two get along…

From the exchange of messages that you had with Leila to talk about this, you realized that the situation seems to amuse your girlfriend more than anything else. It helped you see things in a different light. Maybe there’s no reason to worry, after all?

You’re the last arrived in the restaurant Jenni picked, both brunettes already sitting at a table. You have no trouble spotting them, it would have been difficult to do it anyway with Jenni’s great gestures. You approach Leila to hug her, giving her a stern look when her hand is dangerously low on your hip. Then you put a kiss on your sister’s cheek, which makes you sit next to her before grabbing a lock of your hair.

"Since when do you have red streaks?" laughs your sister

You shrug your shoulders and get rid of your jacket to place it on the back of your chair. The facility is already pretty full and people don’t seem to pay too much attention to your table. A good thing for you.

"Since yesterday"

"It suits her well I think"

Jenni looks at you for a few more seconds before smiling and nodding. Just like her, you have very dark hair, but your eyes are more on gray than on brown like those of Jenni. When you turn your attention to Leila, she winks at you and you find yourself blushing slightly while smiling.

The discussion between the three of you goes rather well in the end and after you go to choose tapas, you relax completely. The laughter burst and you spend a pleasant moment with the two brunettes.

Between two tapas, you grab your phone to open whatsapp and show a message from your mother to Jenni to show that you are right about something. Honestly, you can’t even say why it was, as the subject is quickly forgot when another conversation seems to have caught your big sister’s eye.

"Who is the lion?"

"What?"

You’re trying to quickly put your phone in your jacket pocket, because you know exactly what Jenni is talking about. Instead of saving Leila’s full name, you inserted a lion emoji and an emoji with a burning heart next to it. You find it cuter and it saves you a little today. But not as much as you would have liked.

No doubt thanks to her reflexes worked during training, Jenni managed to grab your phone before you put it away, hurrying to change her hand to get away from you.

"Jenni give it back to me" you half get up and try to take it back.

In front of you two, Leila looks at you with big eyes, without really knowing what to do. Luckily you never call yourself by your first names. And luckily too, you tend to send yourself photos through other apps.

"I miss you, I can’t wait to find you" starts reading Jenni out loud, frowning. "I count the days before I see you again… Who is this girl?"

When Jenni turns to you, you manage to take the phone out of her hands and put it away from her. Your cheeks are so red we could probably bake eggs on them.

"No one" you grunt carrying your glass to your lips.

"Well if that’s nobody, I don’t dare imagine what the messages with your girlfriend are" laughs Leila.

You almost strangle yourself with your drink and Jenni doesn’t seem to blame you to the point of letting you die on the spot since she gives you little pats on the back. On the other hand, you shoot your girlfriend with the look by seeing her drive the nail.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" asks Jenni, eyebrows still frowned.

You sigh softly and hesitate a split second before answering. After all, she doesn’t need to know who it is, right?

"Yes" you simply answer, giving her a look of challenge.

Jenni supports your gaze, obviously, and you feel the questions swirling through her head. You don’t know what you’ll get first.

"Why didn’t you tell me?" your older sister asks.

"Because you drove away all the last ones I’ve been with" you answer, rolling your eyes.

"Oh right away the big words…" sighs Jenni, even if her amused smile proves her guilt.

A few seconds pass and you naively hope that this will be enough for Jenni as information for the moment. Maybe the fact that you’re with Leila will hold her back from pushing things too hard and getting other information out of you.

"How is she?"

It’s Leila’s voice which resounds however and you return once again a dismayed look in her direction. She’s supposed to help you, not the other way around. However, when you answer that it’s not her business, Jenni insists by asking you the question in turn.

"She is kind, she is attentive and understanding" you end up answering, a deeply upset look displayed on the face.

"Is she pretty?" asks Leila

"Obviously" you snort.

In front of you, Leila seems to be having a great time. And if you think that you may laugh about it later, currently you can’t help but think that you intend to make her pay for it later.

"Is she a good kisser?" continues Leila.

"Wow no, I don’t want to hear the answer to that question" Jenni steps in with one hand up. "I can’t believe it, you’re still a baby."

You roll your eyes sighing, hearing the moan in the voice of your big sister. You’re almost eight years apart, but she sometimes has a hard time forgetting that you’ve been fifteen almost ten years ago.

"I’m 25, Jenni" you point out, but this information seems to fall on deaf ears.

"Wait, is that the girl from your job here? Aida?"

"Who is Aida?" asks Leila

This time, the fun left your girlfriend’s voice and face. This makes you shudder from the inside, the main flaw of the brunette being undoubtedly her jealousy. This has already highlighted some tensions between you, but you have always been able to communicate in order to avoid too much conflict.

"It’s nobody" you respond quickly to Leila, to whom you have already mentioned her existence, you are almost sure of it. "And no, it’s not Aida. Can we change the subject now, please?"

Groaning in her beard, Jenni finally accepts your request, even if she specifies that you pay nothing to wait. You roll your eyes again and peck the last crumbs on your plate while Jenni apologizes to go to the toilet.

As soon as she has her heels turned, you feel Leila leaning in your direction.

"Who’s Aida?" asks the brunette again.

You sigh softly and shift your attention to Leila. You’re relieved that your sister went to the bathroom quickly after that, or you know that your girlfriend would have had her blood blown out until you two were alone.

"One of my colleagues Babe, I already told you about it" you answer in a low voice, leaning mechanically too in her direction.

Leila answers nothing, content to look at you at length with her black eyes, arms crossed on her chest. She’s too far away for you to catch her hand, so you try to keep eye contact with her.

"Leila stop, we already discussed it. You have no reason to be jealous"

A few seconds pass during which Leila seems to pass you to the X-ray using her eyes. Time seems to last you a little too long, you end up arching an eyebrow in her direction.

"And excuse me, but if one of them should be jealous, it’s me. You’re the one who’s tactile with all your friends and you’re the one who’s got edits of your person on TikTok. Not me."

You see Leila’s face relaxing under the effect of her surprise. You’ve never mentioned these two things until now and this may not be the best time to do so since your older sister was reappearing next to you two. She seems surprised by your two sulky faces and your similar position, your arms crossed on your chests.

"Uh… is everything okay?" she asks while sitting next to you.

You nod your head while Leila just grunts for a simple answer.

"I have to go." You suddenly decide "See you before you go, right?"

Jenni answers yes, probably a little surprised by your quick departure. She stands up in turn to put a kiss on your cheek and take you in her arms.

"Do you need a ride? Where are you going?"

You know perfectly well that Leila’s question is not innocent but on the other hand the kindness and helpfulness of the brunette alone could explain the proposal. But, on your side, if you had to describe yourself in one flaw, it’s impulsivity. You prefer to talk about spontaneity, but that’s why you find yourself answering her sarcastically

"Seeing Aida, what else?"

The flash of anger and jealousy passing through Leila’s face is very fast, but visible to you. And apparently to Jenni as well.

Still standing, Jenni lets go of a surprise exclamation before pointing at Leila.

"It’s you!"

"Huh?" Leila replies, turning to Jenni, having forgotten for a split second her presence.

"The lion and the burning heart! It’s you!"

"She puts a burning heart next to the lion?"

Leila’s question makes you hit your forehead with your hand. It’s a disaster. She could have responded positively to Jenni’s question that it would have come back to the same thing.

Your sister remains silent for a long time, her gaze passing from Leila to you many times. She opens her mouth several times before finally finding the words that dare to suit her. For your part, your heart rate is so high that you wonder if your heart is not trying to come out of your chest.

"Why didn’t you tell me before?"

You sigh softly, leaning against the bench on which Leila is installed.

"I told you. You traumatized all my last girlfriends Jenni, I’m sure some of them even changed countries after you finished talking to them. I didn’t want this to happen this time."

You feel Leila’s gaze rise on you, you have after all just confided that this relationship is important to you.

"Your ex-girlfriends were selfish first-league idiots" grumbled Jenni rolling her eyes at her turn. "I know Leila isn’t"

You pout a little before shrugging. You’re not sure that if she hadn’t faced the fact her reaction would have been the same. If you had told her about your relationship with Leila when it took place, you are convinced that things would have been different.

"How long has it been?" keeps asking Jenni.

"A year and a half" answers Leila for you.

The information seems to surprise your sister as she bows her eyebrows at you. You mumble an excuse and shrug.

"Well, it doesn’t look like I have a something to say anyway" sighs Jenni as Leila pulls you by the arm to make you sit next to her.

You let yourself be willingly, the revelations of the last minutes making you forget that you managed to argue while Jenni went to the toilet. Jenni sits down again, looking at you carefully, before pointing again at Leila.

"You’re my friend Leila. But I swear to God, if you hurt her, you’re still six feet under."

[doki-doki-imagines]

hello there!hope you're doing great!! if you take resquets, may i ask for hcs about mk1 characters(maybe earthrealm champions, liu kang, syzoth, ashrah; sorry that's too much, you can choose those who you like best) reacting to gn reader suddenly hugging them really tight, and when they ask the reader, they explain themselves feeling cute agression and an urge to squeeze the life out of them,, sorry if it seems weird or anything, you can ignore it if you wish so!

author note: went with the last three and johnny! If you want you can request other characters too! You are lucky to have that kind of reaction, usually I either want to jump out of the window or punch them in the face LOL

Johnny Cage: -He is cooking, or better putting stuff together, hoping it will turn edible, when he feels your tight hug. -Your arms encircling his waist, your head laying on his back. -"Mh? What happened?" Johnny asks, with mirth in his voice. "You are so cute cooking for us. I had to impulse to hug you. You are just so fucking cute." You say into the back of his grey shirt, ending your speech with a kiss on his neck. -If you could see his face you would notice a smile taking most of Johnny's face. He so wants to kick his feet in the air like some schoolgirl. -But instead Johnny punches the kitchen wall cabinet, before turning around finally ready to give you the same amount ot sweetness. -It seems like you aren't the only one suffering for cute aggression.

Liu Kang: -He was simply helping one of the monk in daily chores when he hears you calling him. -Liu Kang excuses himself, a god that has his dna imbued in humilty, and walks toward you in a secluded area where usually nobody comes. The ruin of old temples all around, nature overflowing from every corner. -Liu Kang doesn't have the time to ask what is going on, your arms around his neck, grip tight. Your lips smack in between his eyebrows before you stick your face in the nook of his neck. -"Oh wow. I suppose thanks?" He says, lips near enough to your ears that you feel inside you the low chuckles that bloom from his throat. "You were so nice out there. You are a god but you still help us anyway, you are so nice Liu." You say, whining in his neck, leaving another kiss there. "You are so good Liu, you are such a good god." You keep blabbering, but without any other reason that thinking it for real, wanting to make him feel good. -You see, Liu Kang doesn't suffer of cute aggression, but being told he did a good action, that he is a good boy sparks…something else. -"Liu? Is your temperature rising? Are you fine?" You ask, looking up into his eyes. He nods, before breaking the hug, but now holding your hand, pulling you who knows where. -His won't be the only temperature rising.

Syzoth: -He is studying in the library and you are sitting in front of him, bored out of your mind. -You start to look at your boyfriend face, noticing how the little ray of sun lighted his face, making his green eyes shine under those long blond-ish lashes, the hood of his uniform covering his head, but some of his hair brighten under the sun. -The points of his tongue wet his lips while turning page after page, searching more and more of his origins. -Syzoth is concentrated, eyebrows furrowed, almost looking angry, but you could only see cuteness radiating from his body. -So you do the obvious next step; sitting next to him and hugging his neck till he almost chokes. -"Oh! What is happening? Did something scare you?" Syzoth asks, mostly worried. You kiss the top of his head, still covered by the green hood before saying "No, you are just tremendously cute while studying. My hot nerd." You mumble, still hugging him. -Syzoth doesn't really understand this, not used to these acts of affection, but you seem happy. You called him cute, doezn't know what a nerd is, so he relaxes under your touch. -When you let him go, Syzoth goes back to his book, but will keep an arm around your waist to feel you close to him.

Ashrah: -You are preparing tea for both of you, while Ashrah is sitting on grass, at the entrance of Wu Shi forest. -When the hot beverages are finally ready, you exit the kitchen, and you see her. -Ashrah is surrounded by nature, obviously, but you see some magic in there. The bees seem to create happy dances in the air, butterflies, so big and colourful flying from flowers to flowers and then- -A cute bird lay on Ashrah's shoulder. She turns around and smiles at the creature that chirps before flying away, leaving a happy smile on the demon's face. -She looked like an angel. -You throw the cups on the grass (thankfully, they don't break in million pieces), and run towards her. The hug is so powerful that she ends up laying on the ground with you on top. -"Hey! Is everything fine?" "Yes, you are simply the most beautiful being ever." You say, before kissing her fully on the lips. -She pats your head, happy at least that you are not hurt. -"I'd still like tea-" "Yeah, yeah I'll make it again. Just let me rest in your arms a little longer…" -You soon fell asleep on her.

[igiveupreally]

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Resquet...

it might be possible to see Izaack x robertsky in your style?

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Well, I have nothing to say :D. I hope you like it. By the way, feel free to ask questions, I will be happy to answer

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Resquet from @take-taker-taken 😁😉

[aaronhotchswife]

Hey, I'm not sure if your still taking requests but l've had this idea for a few days but lack the talent to write 😭

Could you possibly do Aaron × f!reader where they are having an argument. They both work for the BAU and something had happened in the field and when they got back home (originally his place) they got into a heated argument and Aaron says something hurtful like “why did you even coming back here if we're just going to fight" which the reader responds by saying “is that what you want? For me to go out into the field and not come back home?" And when Aaron doesn't answer (out of shock and regret) the reader takes that as his answer and leaves which he then regrets what he said. The next day in the office reader won't even look or talk to him and in the field reader is more careless and takes huge risks because of what Aaron had said.

Possibly ends with reader getting an injury and is in the hospital and in fluff or hurt/comfort.

Im in a big mood for some angsty shizz so if you are able and willing i would love to see what you put together for this. If not that's perfectly fine too! Thanks darlin' 🫶

Hi!! Of course I still take requests and I'm happy to write it for you! Let me know what you think and thank you so much for your idea love, I was in the mood for some angst too lol 🫶🏼

If you guys have some resquets, I'll be happy to write them for you!

Warnings : angst, injury, hospital, mentions of death, blood, aaron being mean, use of the word "fuck"

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"Why the fuck did you do that y/n ?!" Aaron said, his hand grasping the wheel harder than usual.

"I didn't think Aaron, I just acted." you responded, your jaw clenched.

"You could have get yourself kill. Are you stupid or what ?"

"The girl is alive, that's all that matters. You would have done the same thing I'm pretty sure."

You guys worked a case of a young girl getting abducted. When you found her, you went to untie her before looking if the unsub was there. It was reckless you know it but you didn't think about it at the time. You just wanted her to feel safe.

"I wouldn't have put my life or the life of my team on the line y/n."

When Aaron pulled in the driveway, you got out of the car, following him while he unlocked the door of the apartment. You threw your purse on the bench near the door, turning around to face Aaron, your arms crossed.

"Why did you even come back here if we're just going to fight?" he sighed.

"Really Aaron ? I'm the one fighting when you're the one to say I'm stupid. Are you not happy that I got back ?"

"Well, with the way you're acting out, what difference would it make."

That did it for you. Being told that you're stupid was one thing because what you did was stupid, but being told that he would've rather not seeing you home with him, that was something else.

"Is that what you want ? For me to go out into the field and not come back home ?" you said, voice breaking.

Aaron kept his gaze on the floor, something he would always do when he felt ashamed or angry. Of course he wouldn't want that but by the time he could find the words to say something, you replicated with a coldly "yeah, that's what I thought." before grabbing your purse and leaving his apartment. That night, all you could think about was him and how he wouldn't even mind if something happened to you. You've been with him for a couple of months now but you never made it official yet. Both of you wanted to take your time. But now, you ask yourself if all of it was really worth it.

For Aaron, it wasn't that. Of course he cared about you and he wanted you to come back home after each days, but at that moment, with the tears in your eyes and your voice breaking, he couldn't answer anything and now he regretted it. What you did was stupid, it's true but he shouldn't have talk to you like that. He knew you were probably going to cry yourself to sleep tonight and it killed him. He tried calling you but he knew you wouldn't respond. But he knew that you needed some space.

The next day, you dreaded going to work. You didn't want to face him and you just wanted to curve yourself in your bed. When you got at work, you waited for him to get off of his car. You didn't want to talk to him. You didn't even want to see him. He hurted you. The team realized something was wrong with the both of you, especially with your attitude, you who are always bubbly and in a good mood. Everytime you needed to give him a report or to ask him a question for a case, you send Spencer or JJ at your place. You explained to them briefly that you guys were fighting and that you didn't want to talk to him or to talk about it. But then, when Hotch called the team for a meeting because of a new case, you knew the day will be long. A man started shooting in a high school in Baltimore and the team needed to hurry.

Arriving at the scene, Aaron gave everyone inscructions. He tried looking at you but you focused your gaze everywhere except on him. He wasn't even sure if you heard him talking. He then went into a FBI van with Rossi and Emily to listen to the suspect inside of the school. He kept some students hostage and the team needed to let them leave in security. Aaron told everyone to wait for the signal, for when someone could go in without being shot. You were so mad at him that following his orders was something you couldn't think of doing at that moment. Even if it would mean for you to get shot. You honestly didn't care. You didn't care because he didn't care. So while everyone was busy, you went to see a member of the SWAT and told him that you'll go in and not to shoot whatever happens. Aaron was busy with Rossi and a couple of other officers, not seeing the camera of the school cafeteria in the van. It's when Emily shouted something that he turned around, his eyes paralyzed on the screen. You were there, inside. He couldn't hear what's was going on and he knew that no matter how panicked he was, that he couldn't run inside the school without getting you both shot and maybe the students too. His mouth was dry and he swears he never felt worse than now.

The Unsub asked you to take off your bulletproof vest and to leave your gun on the floor. You did as asked, knowing that you'll be in trouble after. You'll be in so much trouble. You talked with the Unsub, telling him that you understood why he did that. People bullied him and he couldn't live like that anymore. You try talking him out of it but you knew he was desperate and killing a feredal agent would get himself kill, something he wanted. So when Aaron saw your body crumbling on the floor, he couldn't take it anymore. He got out of the van, yelling at the SWAT team to enter the school and do something. Derek was holding him back, trying not to think about your body on the floor.

When the SWAT finally enter the school and killed the shooter, Aaron runned to you, seeing your body covered in blood, you in and out of consciousness. You couldn't hear him and couldn't see him well, your eyes closing by themselves.

When the doctor came back into the waiting room, Aaron rised from his chair automatically, his face white as if he just seen a ghost. His heart was pounding loud in his chest and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"She's going to be ok. She lost a lot of blood but the operation went well. She just need to rest for a couple of weeks. You can go see her if you want."

Rossi looked over to Aaron, hand on his shoulder.

"You should go see her first." he said.

He walked tentatively to your hospital room, it's not that Aaron wouldn't want to see you, he just knew that he wouldn't be able to see you like that, in a hospital bed with machines plugged to you.

"If you're here to yell at me you can leave." you said abruptly, looking everywhere except at him.

"I'm not. But you know that what you did was stupid. I could've lose you." he responded, his arms crossed the same way they're crossed when he's reprimanding Jack. You felt guilty and you knew he was right. It was stupid.

"It's not like you would've care."

"I would've care because I love you. I love you y/n and I know this is probably not the way you would have thought of me saying it but it's true. I love you more than anything in the world and I'm sorry if sometimes I suck at showing it. I do care about you and I do want you home after each day and if something would happen to you I would not get through it. I was so scared out there, it made me think that I can't loose you too the same way. I know we said that we'll take our time but I want you to be mine and I need you to be mine and to come back to me." his voice was shaking and tears were forming in his eyes.

You never saw him emotional because of you and the only thing you wanted was to lay yourself on him and kiss him.

"I'm so sorry for what I said y/n. I'm so sorry."

You couldn't help the tears falling on your cheeks, Aaron sitting on the bed next to you.

"I'm sorry too Aaron. I know it was stupid but I just thought you didn't care about me but I know it's not an valuable thing to excuse how I acted. I love you. I want to be yours forever and I can imagine how you felt because I would've felt the same if it was you. I promise not the be this reckless again, I promise."

[psychicvoidtale]

the bart without the man

[spider-mar2004]

He looks prettier than a woman wear that, must women have ✨ Envy ✨

Idea/Resquet told by @big1ron

Lmao

I am sorry if doesnt look too accurate-

[emmavzlsblog]

Imagines

What genres do i writes about:

Smut(threesome)

Fluff

Angst

What i write:

Boy X Girl

Girl X Girl

Boy X Girl X Boy

Girl X Boy X Girl

What i don't write:(smut)

incest,non-con(rape),anything with pain,

What i do write:(smut)

oral(f! and m! receiving),threesome,lesbian sex,non protected sex(wrap it b4 you tap it!),use of sextoys(such as strapon for lesbian sex,dildo,maybe cockring,double sided dildo,you get it!),i will write different position(69,missionary,doggy style,cowgirl,reverse cowgirl).I will also write facesitting,fingering,bondage...

Who i write for:

Teen Wolf:

Stiles Stilinski,Scott Mccall,Liam Dunbar,Theo Raeken,Peter Hale, Derek Hale,Isaac Lahey,Malia Tate/Hale,Lydia Martin,Alison Argent,Kira Yukimura,Erica Reyes,Hayden Romero,Brett Talbot,Aiden,Cora Hale,Jordan Parrish,Tracy Stewart.

Outer Banks:

Sarah Cameron,John B Routledge,JJ Maybank,Kiara "Kie" Carrera,Rafe Cameron,Pope Heyward,Cléo,Barry.

The maze runner:

Newt,Thomas,Brenda,Teresa,Aris,Minho,Gally,Harriet,Sonya.

Not Okay (2022 movie):

Danni Sanders,Colin,Rowan.

American Assassin:

Mitch Rapp.

Twilight Saga:

Bella Swan,Edward Cullen,Jacob Black,Alice Cullen,Rosalie Hale,Emmett Cullen,Jasper Hale, Benjamin,Seth Clearwater,Leah Clearwater,Jared,Embry Call,Quil Atera,Paul.

Scream:

Billy Loomis,Stu Macher,Sydney Prescott, Tatum Riley,Dewey Riley,Gale Weathers,Randy Meeks,Mickey Altieri,Roman Bridger,Mark Kindcaid,Jill Roberts,Kirby Reed,Olivia(Scream 4 forgot her last name😭),Wes Hicks,Sam Carpenter,Tara Carpenter,Chad Meeks, Mindy Meeks,Amber Freeman,Richie Kirsch,Ethan Landry,Quinn Bailey,Anika.

To request:

make sur you to put everything when you request...

Like what action do you want them to do,what place,and as for some character,precise what era you want like for Samantha in Scream precise if you want her in the scream 5 or in the 6 because she is totally different in those two movies...

Writer's note:

Don't hesitate to request i'm not in school rn since it's summer vacantion so i have a lot of free time.I'm not a machine wich means i will need a bit of time to write your resquets,but i can assure you,i will try my best to do ALL of your resquets. XOXO emma

[djaerin]

surprised to see her there, on bo-katan's ship, a wish on her lips to talk to the mand'alor. emotions are hidden by helmet, remembers a stranger on the razor crest, a sweetness that dug up memories of childhood. heart stutters for a second. he cannot falter, power only linked to the saber that found itself in his hands. dumb luck. her name is right there, on the tip of his tongue, but it doesn't find its way out of his mouth. it's steel through the vocoder, « what can the mandalorians do for you ? » advisors have been begging him to offer help to those that seek it, to offer more gold than rust to their reputation. @alootus is one person he wouldn't mind granting the resquet.

💜 starter call.

[azurevi]

Resquets are open :D If it's not too much trouble I can get: character death + illness with Sebek

I find your works interesting, I hope to see more in the future🌠✍️💐

Sebek + character death & illness

thank you for the kind words! (｡◝‿◜｡) this was fun (albeit sad) to write, hope you enjoy!

Sebek was racing against the clock.

“Cherish the remaining time” was what the doctors had told him at the hospital, outside the room in which you were kept. It infuriated him that they admitted defeat when there’s still so much time left to make things right, but if they weren’t going to do anything, then he just had to take matters into his own hands.

For weeks now he had been looking for a cure, a solution, a spell- anything that can get rid of the sickness sucking the life out of you. His parents and their friends came up empty-handed, and even Lilia, with his bottomless barrel of experiences, told him that it was useless to keep trying.

“If you have time to read about the disease, why don’t you spend it with the actual patient?”

But it wasn’t just time he was running from, it was his own shame. To stop was to admit that he couldn’t save you, that he was powerless in the face of humans’ fragile mortality. How was he supposed to look you in the eyes, knowing that he failed you?

Ancient books made no mention of similar conditions, and no spell was strong enough that they could destroy a ticking bomb inside a body. Anytime he thought he was on the right track, he ended up drawing a blank. Yet the restlessness in his body didn’t dwindle. If any, it pushed him further. He spent days after days looking for someone or something that could help, regardless of the price, regardless of the distance.

“Where are you, Sebek? They are asking for you. You know there isn’t much time left.” Jack’s calls came every day, a haunting reminder that not a second could be wasted. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see you, if the sleepless nights and frequent texts were any indication. In fact, he would teleport right next to you if he could, but he only had one body, and it was more useful to save you than to mourn in advance.

It wasn’t until Malleus personally dragged him back that he finally came to terms with the truth: he never had a chance to begin with. He could try and fight fate, but nothing he did could change it, and by the time he arrived, you were already at the edge of death.

For the past few weeks Sebek had been running from a lot of things, but as he stood in front of the cold, white door, he wondered if he had actually been avoiding you all along.

Clenching the vibrant flowers in one hand, he slid the door open. Whatever shell he had built around him shattered the moment he saw you— attached to beeping machines by various tubes on your arms, body thinned and ravaged by the battle within you. You were alive, but barely.

His throat tightened. He wanted so much to pull all those tubes off of you, to hoist you up in his arms and tell you that everything was going to be fine, but that could only happen in his imagination.

“Sebek,” you raised your hand, and he rushed to hold it. He didn’t notice the tears escaping his eyes until you wiped them away, making him flinch.

“Took you long enough,” you laughed quietly. Your voice no longer bore jokes intended to make him laugh. Its vigor was replaced by weariness.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t find anything useful.” He said.

“It’s okay, there wasn’t much hope anyways.”

“Don’t say that!” He held tightly onto your hand. “If I try harder, maybe-”

“I don’t want you to find me a cure, Sebek. I just want you to be by my side before I go.”

“But that’s…” He lowered his head, fighting the urge to tell you about all his wishes and plans for the future, how he had already decided that you would be a part of it. Everything had been laid out in front of him in one perfect path, everything that he had now lost. He still didn’t want to give it up. 

And yet, there was no way he could be free from regret if he didn’t spend the remaining time with you.

He took a deep breath and nodded, leaning against your intertwined hands.

“…Then I will stay right here with you.”

In the remaining hours, he watched the life threaten to fade from your eyes despite your efforts to pocket as much time as you could. It took everything in him to hold back his distress and to talk to you like it was just another normal day. It was only when the beeps of the machines sank into a deafening flatline that he finally let his voice quiver.

“Hey,” He held out hope for one last miracle, one last mercy from the sevens above. Nothing came except for the footsteps down the corridor. His friends burst into the room in a desperate rush before the world finally crumbled around him.

In the end of the day, there was nothing he could do to save you.

[magics-neptunes-things]

Maybe something abt being Jenni’s younger sister that’s like 24/25 and to Jenni she’s still a child and she doesn’t like her dating and gets really protective when she finds out reader has a gf but kind of chills out when she finds out it’s Leila. Kind of similar to the Ona & Patri one but reader & Jenni are quite close.❤️

I love the idea, I Will definitly give it a try!

EDIT : It's here!