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fxckn-sxck-fr · 9 months ago

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sooo I noticed that you write for dark themes and I came up with this request

Yandere reader who doesn't have any ideas on how to attract Scott so they decide to be bratty x mentor Scott who I think would be a perfect brat tamer

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓-𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑…

!!! 18+ THEMES, GN reader, mentor Scott, where do I even fucking begin with this, inappropriate relationship, power imbalance, hints of an age gap, brattiness, stern Scott, jealousy, poor Jubilee, mentions of impact-play, slapping, belts, sir-kink, collaring mentioned, Scott’s a meanie, penetration mention, brief mentions of asphyxiation, reader’s a fucking FREEEAAAK, I could literally reread this blurb 10 times and still not catch everything, just generally read at your own risk.

Daddy? Sorry. Daddy? Sorry. Daddy? Sorry. Daddy? Sor—

… Oh, LAWRD.

Lemme just say, before we begin, you are absolutely right about everything for the history of ever. Scott is 100% brat tamer material and I don’t think this is talked about much (WHICH IS FUCKING CRIMINAL, RAAAAA—). This man will put you in your place if you start acting up, and brother, the up is acting for me right about now, lemme tell ya. I am about to fucking kill someone. This ask is perfect.

Ahem. Anyways.

This type of dynamic starts off as something rather tame. You’re just the rookie wondering why you should do this or that; you have no ulterior motives whatsoever!! It has nothing to do with the unreadable expression Scott gives you whenever you question him, or the low tone he uses as he warns you to listen. Nope! Nuh-uh! But on a completely unrelated note, isn’t it so hot how he points an authoritative finger at you, letting an unspoken threat linger in the air as you have no choice but to obediently follow his orders? God, you’d maim and mutilate for that finger to— *prolonged censor beep*

Hmm? Is the edge in his voice wearing down over time? Is he getting too used to your simple inquiries? Wait, no!! No, no, no, no, no!! C’mon, Mr. Leader man, now’s not the time to lose that sternness!! Why doesn’t he wanna give you his full, undivided attention?!

… Well, maybe it’s time to test the waters a bit, hm?

Of course he can’t let you off the hook when you blatantly ignore an order. God, the way he snapped at you was something else, causing an explosion of butterflies in your abdomen and your knees to feel weak. There it is!! There’s that commanding presence that’s focused on you and you only!! Now he’s pulling you aside after training to give you a lecture… can this day get any better?? That’s right, Mr. Leader Man… tell this poor rookie all about working as a team and following directions… they’re definitely listening and totally not distracted by that low, serious, no-nonsense voice…

Your rebellious streak is now in full swing as you deliberately ignore him. Spar with Wolverine? Nah, he’s too rough. Clean the dining room? But you’ve got better things to do!! Your turn for monitor duty? You’re pretty sure it’s actually Gambit’s (this one’s genuine; let the bastard do his own damn chores). When Cyclops finds out you’ve practically dismissed all of your duties, he looks about ready to explode. Why can’t you just listen to him, huh?! Stop acting like a brat and get it together!! If you don’t start pulling your weight, he’ll—!!

…????

He’ll what??

What is Mr. Leader Man gonna do to you??

He doesn’t finish his sentence (much to your disappointment). Instead, he presses his lips into a thin line, putting one hand on his hips and the other in his hair. There’s a few seconds where he seems to recompose himself. A sigh then falls from his mouth, and with one last curt word of chastisement, he brushes past you to do something else.

Your thoughts are racing as you watch him leave.

(Come back, Mr. Leader Man! Please come back!! Tell me what you’re gonna do!! Please, please, please, please, please, please, please!!)

Naturally, you start pushing your luck even further. What happens if you start rolling your eyes at him, hm? Mumbling something under your breath just loud enough for him to hear? Full-on sassing him, giving him enough lip to put Wolverine to shame?

Oh, yeah. You’re really pushing him towards his breaking point.

There isn’t a day that goes by without a back and forth skirmish between you two. He tells you to do something, you talk back, he borderline threatens you, and you revel in the fact that he’s giving you all his attention. All of the other X-Men blend into to background completely; it’s just you and him, just as it should be!! No one is allowed to get in the way… you’ll do anything to make sure of it.

And that’s exactly what you did.

Because why does Jubilee get a gentle head pat and you don’t?! He doesn’t even lay a hand on you, even when you try your best to really piss him off!! It’s not fair… not fair, not fair, not fair!! All she did was mediocre perform some dumb maneuver correctly. Why is that rewarded with his attention?!

Oh, what’s this? Jubilee wants to try it out in an actual one-on-one spar?

You’ll volunteer for that!!

… It’s a good thing Wolverine taught you a few illegal moves a while back, huh.

The sparring session is immediately called off the moment Jubilee lets out a cry of pain. Uh-oh!! What happened?? Why is she clutching her wrist?? Did you accidentally sprain it while twisting her arm behind her back?? Whoopsies! Who could’ve seen that coming?

The answer is Scott; a very livid Scott.

You don’t even get the chance to put on your best innocent act. There’s a firm hand on your bicep before you can even process it, and he’s dragging you out of the Danger Room towards a secluded area where he can let you have it. What the hell were you thinking?! You are not allowed to pull stunts like that during training. You should know better than this… hey, are you even listening to him?!

“Look at me,” he orders.

You merely cross your arms, continuing to stare to the side with disinterest. With a sound of frustration, he grabs at your face and forces you to look at him. The movement was rough enough to catch you by surprise, and if you had any less self-control, you probably would’ve started drooling then and there.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

The low rumble of his voice makes you realize you’re standing at a crossroads. Either you start acting right now, or you could plunge further into this uncharted territory. There’s always the risk of him kicking off the team, which means you can no longer take up all of his focus, and that’s the last thing you want!! But the grip he has on your jaw is like a drug to you, making you want more and more and more and more and moremoremoremoremoremore—

Your eyes defiantly drift to the side, still trying to maintain a disinterested look.

There’s a long stretch of silence between you two. Though you didn’t dare flick your eyes back to him, you knew there was that tight frown on his face. God, you loved it whenever he studied you. You might not be able to see his eyes, but you can always feel his calculative gaze from miles away, like he’s trying to figure out every cog inside of your mind.

Finally, with his hand tightening around your face, he lowly muttered, “you’re doing this on purpose.”

This gets you to actually spare a glance at him, your eyes shining with faux innocence as you let out a questioning hum.

“Stop it,” he growls.

You tried so desperately to keep your mouth from curling into a crazed smile. “Make me.”

Famous last words, right?

Scott isn’t stupid; he’s well aware that you’re basically asking for it, and even more aware of how… inappropriate this is. There’s an obvious power imbalance between the two of you — an obvious gap, even — which only adds a new layer of dubiousness to whatever the fuck your dynamic is. But the way you’ve been acting recently has him hitting a wall. If you don’t wanna behave the easy way, does he really have much of a choice?

(For the sake of his conscience, he’s ignoring that dark side of him that’s slightly satisfied with this outcome.)

He’s not giving you the courtesy of maintaining your dignity after your fate is sealed. You’re immediately thrown over his shoulder, the sheer force of how he manhandles you being enough to knock the wind out of your lungs. Consider yourself lucky that the halls were empty as he marched towards his room (not that you probably care that much. Is it really a bad thing to let the whole world know that Mr. Leader Man is finally indulging in you?).

Upon kicking open his door and practically throwing you on the bed, he makes his intentions crystal clear; he’s putting an end to this bratty behavior. From here on out, you’re gonna follow each and every one of his orders, and don’t even think about trying anything. Oh, you got something smart you wanna retort with? You’re not even given the chance to finish it. A sharp sting from the back of his hand connecting with your cheek is enough to shut you up, reminding you of what you’ve exactly you’ve gotten yourself into.

“Yes, sir,” “no, sir,” “please, sir,” and “thank you, sir.” Those are the only for things you’re allowed to say. It’s his first order of business to drill that into your skull, and failure to call him sir is punished with a slap to the face, followed by him forcing you to look at him while coldly prompting you to correct yourself.

Hm? Already getting worked up over a few slaps? “You’re disgusting,” he’ll say. “You really don’t have any shame, do you?”

You have no choice but to answer honestly.

Touching him without his permission is completely out of the question. He catches your wrist before you manage to make contact, tutting at you with disappointment as he ignores your desperate pleas. Did he say you could touch him? God, you’re such an entitled brat. He should’ve known it would have to come to this…

… A perfect segway to his belt!

He really only uses it to restrain your arms. The thought of hitting you with it is a little too mean, even for him, but should he feel like he has no other choice, you may find yourself getting familiar with the sting of leather against your skin. And, yes, he makes you count every hit. But his go-to form of impact is usually his hand. He’ll slap you around a bit, maybe even the occasional spanking if you’re really bad (again, he makes you keep count). Resorting to the belt for that is his nuclear option.

If you’re a fucking freak like me, then you’ll absolutely love his belt. The way it tightly binds your wrists together is like heaven, and you love to run your tongue over the little marks it leaves behind (IT’S MY YANDERE READER BLURB, I GET TO DECIDE OUR KINKS). Wanna be a full-on freak? Steal his belt and wear it around your neck as a casual accessory! That won’t get weird looks at all!

… Who knows, maybe it’ll prompt him to get you a collar.

AAAAAAAANYWAYS, Scott is so cruel. He’s been letting you get away with your act for too long, so he’s really hellbent on reminding you who’s boss. But he also likes to reward good behavior. Expect the occasional soft praise and caress when you’re being especially obedient. He knows you fold like a house of cards at any sort of attention from him; he likes to use that to his advantage to further condition you.

Now, you may be wondering just how far he goes with these… sessions. When you’ve got a little freak like you who’s obsessed with a natural hard dom, the sexual tension is going to be suffocating. No matter how hard he tries to keep this solely on correcting your brattiness, he can only stay strong for so long…

He likes to think of it as one of his rewards for you. Nothing more. And if he just so happens to enjoy it a little bit too much, that’s nobody’s business.

His favorite way to take you is in his lap, facing each other as his hands on your hips guide you up and down. He’ll let you set the pace at first, cuz it’s your reward, but don’t expect him to let you be a tease. He’s shutting that shit down real quick. You’re expected to behave from now on, remember? Don’t make him turn this into another punishment… he’s got the patience to edge you for a long time.

This is when he’ll indulge in any sort of weird yandere quirks you have. Want him to call you his? Sure thing. Bite you? Not really his thing, but alright. Grab you by the next? He does this one with a little too much enthusiasm (HE’S INTO IT BECAUSE I SAID SO).

Aftercare is filled with soft cuddles, mainly initiated by you cuz there’s no way in hell you’re letting him go. They’d have to shoot you dead 80 times and pry your cold hands off him with a damn crowbar. It takes him a bit to convince you to at least wipe both of you down, but you eventually relent at the promise of even more cuddles later.

So. Post brat-taming session, does this mean your rebellious streak is officially done? Well… that’s for you to decide. If you’re mainly just out for Scott’s affection, he’s more than willing to shower you in it. Cuz, y’know, he’s a good mentor who likes to positively reinforce the rookie. No subtext behind this whatsoever. However, if you’re a little masochist, you may find yourself acting out every now and then so he can immediately put you back in your place. He doesn’t mind reminding you at all.

The other X-Men are completely taken aback at your change in attitude. You’re no longer doing everything in your power to oppose Scott, and instead follow all of his orders to a T. Huh. How strange. Whatever stern lecture he gave you must’ve really did the trick, cuz now you’re dutifully standing at his side and even calling him sir.

… Say, what are those strange bruises around your neck?

Oh my god, you make it so hard to push the narrative that everything is completely normal between you two. Can’t you just act normal for five minutes?! Stop trying to lick is fingers in a public area, damnit!!

#❥ CALL INCOMING: DO YOU LIKE SCARY MOVIES?#❥ TW: YANDERE #❥ ROMANTIC(?) YANDERE #❥ DOM SCOTT SUMMERS #❥ SCOTT SUMMERS X YANDERE READER #❥ YANDERE READER #❥ GN READER #❥ SUB READER

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creoterative · 2 years ago

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Tagged by @nullians , thank you so much!

Rules: Answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to know better/catch up with! (I’m sorry, it’s probably not gonna be 9 for me, I don’t know that many people yet xD)

Last Song:

-Bad Blood by Creature Feature. I’ve known this song for years, but it only came up to me again recently, probably because I found Five Thousand Foot Krutch again and I always listen to both bands simultaniously for whatever reason... Also I’m currently trying to figure out my storyboard for my first ever animated video, and One Foot in the Grave by Creature Feature is gonna be the song for it, that’s a reason I got back to it. I’m not expecting much though xD

Three Ships:

-Hmmm... Alright, first, I wanna add, that I really don’t like it if I have to explain why I ship certain characters with each other, because for me shipping is just part of the whole fictional thing and I don’t like it if people come after others for liking certain ships. So... yeah, that being said, I’m just gonna explain a little xD

First ship is Marlon x Brody. I personally don’t see it after their secret is exposed, and as I played it out in my own story for Marlon, I don’t think they would go further than just having a crush on each other. But I like their dynamic as a leader pair, you know, her being his second-in-command, even though she has her anxiety issues (and we all know what happens when he has his, ehem, little outbursts, so...) and in general, I can see them as partners, working together, while slightly blushing sometimes, you know what I’m saying? XD

Second ship is gonna be Arthur Morgan and Mary. First of all, yes, they were a pair at some point, but... I still wanted to list them, I like their story together and how they like to tease the other. And to be honest, their relationship reflects perfectly what I have with someone, so... yeah, only natural I think that relationship is well written and pretty accurate, eh?

Last but not least, Li Ling and Tang Xuan. I gotta admit, I haven’t played Dislyte for a longer time now, I dunno, it’s one of these games, that I get bored of from time to time, then I get really hyped again and the cycle continues, BUT I will never get rid of it, for that I love it too much. Back to the ship, Li Ling is my favorite by a length and I like how him and Tang Xuan are very casual with each other. You know, I really love it when relationships are portrayed as the normalest thing ever and it’s not a big deal, because yes, to the people involved it may be, but not to everybody else. I love it when they do normal stuff together, like best friends would do, because that’s what a relationship is all about, right? Being able to let loose with the other person, be yourself and act as normal as ever, just with very strong feelings for the person next to you xD And I can totally see that with these two.

Currently Reading:

-Sherlock Holmes. I have a list of some older books I want to read to get more writing skills. If that works, well, we’ll see, but it’s fun, especially since Sherlock Holmes books are really interesting and funny in some weird way. I’m reading them in german though, not sure if my english is good enough to read the originals.

Last Movie:

-Last one I watched in cinema was Avatar 2 and I gotta admit... the visuals were astonishingly great, there’s no doubt. But... three hours is too much and I don’t like it if too many characters are involved. I like character depth, maybe that’s why I can’t focus on Dislyte as well, too many characters being developed too fast, my brain can’t compete...

And last one I watched at home was Top Gun: Maverick, with I thought was a wayyy better experience. Shorter, good character development, nice story, good addition to the first movie... and I like jets xD

Craving:

-Time.... I need time, that’s all. I want to continue writing the next chapter for my Marlon story, and I’m currently on it, but my goal for writing at least 10.000 words per chapter is a big one xD So far it worked though...

Thanks for tagging me, again, really enjoyed answering these questions!

Tagging: @ericsonclan @elsaedelweiss @shinneth @anghju @the-rational-mind

#tumblr games #community #fun stuff #twdg marlon #twdg brody #rdr2 arthur #rdr2 mary #dislyte li ling #dislyte tang xuan

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mrskurono · 4 years ago

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title: body talks || Kyojuro Rengoku x fem!Reader a/n: inspired by this ask. Plus I need soft sex Rengoku pls word count: 2.8k tags: established relationship, no dom/sub dynamics, pwp, breeding kink, pregnant sex + heavily pregnant reader, lactation kink, light cervix fucking (no pain), gentle sex, oral sex (female receiving), multiple orgasms/no overstim, creampie, praise, body worship, fairly wholesome smut, semi edited character(s): Kyojuro Rengoku (kny)

He was warm.

Warm like a sun on your face midday.

Warm the way his kisses trailed along the back of your neck. Palms flush against your arms with those kisses.

Kyojuro was the embodiment of warmth as he filled you up day in and day out after those fateful words left your lips. Leaving no trace of you untouched by said warmth in his never ending adoration of you.

Simple words really. One's any human could say. And certainly ones you'd thought of before. Even mentioned by your husband in passing when you were still dating. Words though that hadn't left your lips the same way they did eight months ago.

"I want a baby."

Four words simply put. Certainly more important one's had left your lips before but when Kyojuro heard that his head went spinning. There wasn't a moment to soon to start trying he insisted with a brimming smile. Arguably his hands had been on you more in the months following than you could ever recall. Even with as much as he had to do as a demon slayer. He still bathed you in nothing but body worshipping intoxication at his own hands. It caused you only a moment of worry if he had enough time to do this and his beloved job.

Never one to shirk his duties as a Hashira. Kyojuro still had abundant energy left over daily to come home and spend his waking hours worshipping parts of you that you frankly didn't think about. It was in fleeting thoughts as you could feel your husband's cock twitching and growing inside you between each fucking that lead you to believe Kagaya might have caught on to Kyojuro's shift in attitude. A family man himself there was a quite understanding that perhaps the Hashira leader lightened his flame pillars load simply to see the next generation come into a the world.

Whatever it was though. Worked splendidly.

Almost forgetting two months past a missed cycle that the unbelievable happened. The second you both realized a little one had been blessed to you. It was time for celebration all over again. Even now as you grew his pride and joy inside you belly, Kyojuro simply couldn't keep to himself.

Leaned against the wash basin, finding it harder every day to keep up on daily work around the Rengoku family grounds. You took a long deep breath to center yourself. Even if all of your center really was a belly now that bumped into everything.

"Care for a hand?" Kyojuro's voice caught you off guard. Though you expected nothing less of your husband as he was sticking closer to home these days at the recommendation of even his commander.

"Kyojuro- I was just getting to it." You try to not worry him as you reach for the rag you hadn't even rung out yet.

"Nonsense," The rich softness to his voice dropped to a low murmur at the same moment his lips became very evident against your neck, "Let me help my beautiful wife carry such a burden."

Hands slipping under your bump. Broad and worn with callous but still the gentlest things you've ever felt, Kyojuro links his fingers under the bump of your unborn baby. Gingerly lifting most of the weight of your engorged belly into his own hands. Offering immediate relief to every inch of your body. Making it physically impossible for you to not let out a long drawn out sigh as well as lean back into his chest.

"Oh Kyojuro....that feels nice." Eyes closed. Relaxing back into your husbands chest. You give into his touch as Kyojuro's hands held up most of the weight from your unborn bundle.

Lips against your neck, Kyojuro's normally booming excitement was curtailed for the moment as he looked down the dip in your kimono. Just as your belly had grown. Big and swollen. So had your breasts.

At every opportunity he had to admit to looking. He was all but human. Craving them in more ways than one that lead to lingering stares that were never forfeited even after being busted for it. Kyojuro didn't mind though, he strived to have you know how much he wanted you.

"Mmm..." You sweet hum stays between the two of you. Your hand coming up and caressing his warm cheek as you tilt your head a little more to expose some of your neck, "Maybe a bit...lower?"

"Lower yes?" Kyojuro needs little encouragement these days. Good to always wait on your word but even that was tenuous as the sensation between his legs became more than just a tingle and more of a growing problem. The way your bodies talked to each other only heightened since your pregnancy.

Shifting his palms carefully from under your belly. Knowing to let it down gently. He slips his warm palms against your inner thighs. Dipping them between your legs with a firm grip. Kyojuro slowly massaging up your thighs with his chest pressed into your back and his breath tickling your nape. Edging up closer to what you really expected him to help with.

Ghost of his fingertips against your clothed core. There wasn't even an attempt to hold back the moan bubbling up in your throat. Well aware you were alone on the grounds and indulgent in lewdness of doing it once again in the middle of the day. Kyojuro hums happily when he gets such a reaction. Fingers curled into the conjunction of your hip with the flesh of his thumbs more than enough to feel as he rubs them against your core. It's the simple addition of his strong swordsmen fingers rubbing and gripping your trembling thighs as he rocks you on his wrists that is the perfect combination.

"K-Kyojuro-" Waiver in your voice. The hand that once gently touched down his pale cheek now found itself gripping his mop of yellow waves for stability. If there wasn't a huge belly in your way, your free hand would be gripping his arm to ride him harder. But simply you can't. Left to pant out his name as your husband's handy work and knowledge of your body does you in within minutes.

Rocked right through an orgasm. Your voice catches in your throat. Stifled by a moan as Kyojuro doesn't stop even as your high reaches it peak. Grinding his hands against your clothed clit knowing fully well that your poor cunt is clenching around nothing and soaking your panties. He can't but let a husky groan leave his lips as Kyojuro presses up against your trembling core as his cock aches under his yukata.

Breathing heavily, hands leaving your thighs to come back up and heft some of your belly up, Kyojuro leaves a kiss on the side of your neck. Inhaling your sweet musk as he hears you try and catch your breath.

"Turn around my beloved." He asks, never tells, of you.

You of course would like nothing more than to look at him. Crooked smile on your lips even as electricity shoots through your body after such a treat.

Reaching to cup his face and swipe stray hairs of yellow and red from his face. It's only a moments notice before your lips are on his. Hungrily kissing the man like it was your first time all over again. Kyojuro's hands finding your sides and pulling you to him as he kissed you back. Ignoring the strain his cock to savor the heated make out session.

Kiss broken not for a breath. But to see him get on his knees. You take a moment to wonder what he meant to do. That was until Kyojuro looked up at you over the big bump with his hands hovering around the sides of your wide belly did you know what he was doing.

"May I?"

You feel a tingle reignite in your core. Nodding but your eyes are locked on his lips. Knowing very well what he was about to do.

Caressing your sides and hooking his fingers in your waistband. There is a gentle tug when Kyouro disrobes you. Just as he expected the wet spot in your panties even evident with your belly overshadowing most of your mound. It didn't matter though the man's mouth watered. And if he didn't have an eight month belly to pretend with he would bury his face between your legs like a man hungered for his last meal.

Instead he takes to savor his meal.

Peeling the wet panties away to reveal such a sight. Plump and wet. Slit begging to be licked and the remnants of your last climax evident with your stringy juices coating your lips. Kyojuro could die a happy man down here.

Happy is exactly what he is when he feels you knot your fingers in his hair and tug him closer. One leg being hiked up on a stool near the counter you used when you could still safely get on things. He followed through with the tug and pressed his lips against your core. Giving your cunt a kiss that lasted as long as his tongue darting out against your clit.

No containing the moans now. You tighten your grip on his hair and inadvertently thrust your hips out against his face. Never once noticing though as his hands go to your belly. Rubbing and touching it gently as his tongue works up and down your cunt. Swirling more than it's fair share against your clit as Kyojuro laps up your juices. You tasted so much more differently than you did before this. He had nothing bad to say though because the way your juices smeared on his face and filled his senses left Kyojuro wondering if he could keep you pregnant now until the end of time.

"Y-Yes- Kyojuro- More- More love-" Baited breath leaving you. Kyojuro couldn't see you clearly when he looked up over his lashes but he didn't need to. Knowing well what your beautiful face looked like contorted in pleasure. Driving him to bury himself more into his work.

Quickening his pace and focusing on your clit as it hardened against his lips. Kyojuro's silence held off only for a bit before the encouraging moans came. Muffled as they were. It was enough with the way his tongue worked you over and his hands moved over your belly that sent you into a quivering mess.

Just as he'd drawn from you before. Another orgasm wracked your body to the point you swore the flutter inside you could be felt from your head to your toes. Gripping your husband's hair with earnest intent to not fall over as your legs buckled and your climax stole a squeaking curse from your lips.

"Fuck! Kyojuro fuck!"

Moans of approval from the man between your legs. Leaving your legs trembling and the sensation of his tongue washing up and down your slit to lick up any excess was making you lean back into the counter for some stability.

Finally coming up from between your legs. More than a little wet on the lips. Kyojuro pressed his palms to your stomach and kissed it gently before smiling up at you, "Come to the bedroom with me. Let feel even more of you won't you?"

No contesting that. Twice now you came around nothing at all. Leaving your walls clenching and twitching for relief only he could provide.

In the whirlwind of breathless kisses and giggles. Bare foot steps and nips to his bottom lip. The second you sunk into the bed you had your husband half on top of you.

Only a bit of maneuvering to help you onto your side. Kyojuro didn't even waste a moment more as he pulled a pillow up under your belly. Enjoying your sigh of relief as he kissed down your hairline and along your neck. His own body tucked against yours as he leaned on his elbow so he could be slightly above you.

In awe of the sight before him. Your kimono pulled open as your swollen breasts had spilled out of them the second you laid down. Half on your back and half on your side to accommodate the belly he cherished so much. Kyojuro couldn't help kiss all over your neck and shoulder as he ground himself up against your ass.

Tugging the rest of the fabric away from your chest. It took no time for him to find a reason to kiss down your chest. Lips quick to find your nipple. Kyojuro moaned helplessly against your milk laden tit as his tongue swirled against your nipple. His only desire to get more of it in his mouth than he could. All while the hand he wasn't leaning on moved down to your sides.

Following the curve of your body, Kyojuro snuck his hand behind you just as you reached up and combed your fingers through his hair. Perhaps not the idea position as he could be above you admiring every sight of you as he took you. He didn't mind though as his cheek pressed against your breast and he could feel every inch of you against him just as his cock teased your entrance.

Unspoken urgency when you pushed back just at the sensation of his cock head swiping up your slit. Covering him in your juices Kyojuro didn't need to think much past how desperately he needed you. Sinking his cock inside your plush walls. Once half of him was inside you, the hand guiding his cock found your hip and the man pulled you into him just as he buried the rest of himself inside you.

"My love-" Falling breathlessly from your lips. He looked up, honing in on your lips without a second though. Pushing into a kiss as Kyojuro slowly began rutting his hips back and forth.

"You're so tight- Perfect-" Kyojuro groaned against your lips. A kiss more like fleeting pecks as both of you swallowed one another's moans in the heat of the moment, "I...I want you pregnant forever- Let me fill you up even more every time. Full- Ngh fuck- Full and warm-"

"Yes- God yes Kyojuro-" Forgetting the kiss entirely, your head thrown back against his shoulder when the thrusts picked up pace. Hands lost in his beautiful hair just as his mouth refound your nipple. A faint taste of something new on your lips from the kiss. You had no time to think about it save for the fleeting sweetness that reminded you of milk on your lips from the kiss, "Fill me- Fill me and make my insides so warm-"

Deep thrusts that kissed your cervix. It would feel like a cramp if it didn't feel so good. More than just pussy drunk on the sensation of your tightening walls slurping up his cock. Your juices collecting at the base of his cock as Kyojuro's thrusts got more desperate. A dire need to feel that fluttering clench of your cunt all around him. Driving him to suck even harder on your swollen tits until he realized before he was even aware of it that you were loosing it one last time.

Fucked right through a third orgasm. You can't even muster his name as your breath hitches in your chest. Every part of you twitching without meaning as your walls clamp down on your husband's cock. Kyojuro's groans unraveling you as you cum on his length.

Barely making it to the end of your own climax. It's the last few strokes that Kyojuro can't hold it back anymore. Stuffing his cock deeper inside you. Knowing what he's feeling is your cervix against the tip of his cock. Not once can he spare a moment of thought though. A rush hits him just as the first spurt of white paints your walls. One of many as Kyojuro seeds your insides with enough of his cum that it seeps out around his pulsing cock. There isn't a moment that he cares though as the Hashira presses himself into you and finally unlatches from your breast.

Breathless and cock still twitching inside you. All he can do is rest his cheek against your breast. Kyojuro's cock filling you with warm seed.

Your fingers loosen their hold on his hair. Relaxed into the bed and your husband. It's when a heavy sigh leaves your lips do you look down to see him looking up at you with half lidded eyes and a smile on his lips.

Still buried inside you, a bit of a shift reveals how hard Kyojuro is still inside you. Warmth seeping into every ache your pregnant body had. You can't help but sigh and lean down and kiss him.

Long and lingering with lips as warm as the cum left inside you. There isn't a doubt in your mind as his thrusts start in a slow rutting motion once more. That you'll be filled with his warmth all over again even after the birth of your first.

Because you were greedy. Greedy for his warmth. And you'd happily take it all to feel this swollen warm feeling seep into your body.

#threethirst #kny x you #kny x reader #kny smut #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu rengoku #kimetsu no yaiba smut #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer smut #demon slayer #rengoku kyojuro smut #rengoku x reader #rengoku smut #kny rengoku #rengoku kyoujurou #rengoku kyojuro

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chaotic-vibes-only-please · 3 years ago

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ok ok ok

Hear me out

Cause I've gotta couple things that might catch your attention ;):

FUTURE FICS I WILL MAKE AND I WANT TO SHOW YOU BECAUSE YOUR AWESOME!!!

Masky x Reader - Fantasy AU:

Where [Name] is known as "That one human who just won't die for some reason", and is known as a threat for killing the killers.

Of course she kills them for self-defense, but Killers don't view humans that way and consider her a threat.

So Masky is tasked with retrieving her and bringing her to the Operator/Slenderman.

(Inspired by the Owl House)

Toby x Reader x Eyeless Jack:

Toby, Reader, and Eyeless Jack are trapped in a killing game along with 17 other killers, making 20 if them.

Toby is the Operator/Slenderman's favorite and head Proxy, Eyeless Jack is in Toby's group and is one of the best medics, and [Name] is a poor human caught in the fiasco

(Inspired by Danganronpa).

Hoodie/Brian Thomas x Reader:

This is more of a slice of life, but it's very dark. [Name] is a human who was "adopted" by what I like to call, the Clockwork squad.

The Clockwork squad is: Clockwork (Leader), Jane (second in command), Nina (poster-girl), Nurse Ann (Medic), X-virus (Scout).

However their relationship isn't really healthy, and it resembles that of a toxic nuclear family.

So this is in the timeline in Marble Hornets where Brian "dies". But instead of being revived for the Operator/Slenderman, he ends up in the Zalgo realm.

Where he meets [Name].

(Inspired by South Park, Moral Orel, and Helluva boss)

AND SOME SHIP DYNAMICS:

Masky is a living breathing mess, but [Name] is such an even bigger mess, that it makes him actually ground to earth.

Hoodie is your player hot boy, but then he meets [Name], a shy rich kid with a bunch of family trauma.

Toby is a fucking disgusting rat who makes everyone's life a living hell, but he meets [Name], his ultimate match, that's somehow always catching up and ruining his schemes.

EJ is a gremlin demon with a superiority complex, and [Name] is the one who claps him back down from his pedestal.

Jeff is your local murderous goth, and [Name] is the personification of Barbie, which is actually Jeff's type, nuclear family trauma go brrr.

Consider my attention caught 😳

AHHH THANK YOU FOR SHOWING ME I ALWAYS LOVE HEARING YOUR IDEAS THEY'RE SO GOOD AND YOU LITERALLY MAKE MY DAY!

Fantasy AU sounds absolutely lovely, I think there will be a great chemistry between Masky and the reader 😳

Oooo A Toby x Eyeless Jack x reader looks very cool! I think you can do a lot of great things with the plot, it's an interesting relationship dynamic too👀

I NEED MORE SLICE OF LIFE FICS FOR THIS FANDOM, EVEN IF ITS DARK PLZ ID ABSOLUTELY LOVE FOR THIS BOOK TO EXIST😤 Like you can make it realistic and fluffy at the same time and It's such a good idea ✨️ The Zalgo realm situation would be very cool and the idea that they're all part of a toxic nuclear family is an interesting detail!

The Toby and Reader ship dynamic is perfect- The same with EJ because he does need to be taken down a notch 💀💀💀 Oh gosh I adore each of these different dynamics and I can't wait to see what you create with them💛💛💛

#chill chats

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getouswh0re · 4 years ago

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pairing: clan head megumi x reader

genre: yandere, power impact, manipulation, unhealthy relationships, friends to lovers turned wrong, slight manga spoilers

synopsis: you’ve learnt not to test megumi’s limits, especially when he becomes the head of the zenin clan

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With the two of you raised by none other than Gojo Satoru himself, Fushiguro Megumi and you have been extremely close throughout the years; despite not being related by blood, he would still treat you dearly, making sure that harm wouldn’t come your way.

While you appreciate everything he has done, at times warning bells would set off in your head whenever Megumi is being way too overbearing; you know for a fact that he cares about you, but your conscience reminds you that however nice his intentions could be, there are certain boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed.

The number of occurrences when he trails after you is already uncountable on its own, not to mention how he questions everything you do even though it’s technically none of his business. You’ve tried to hint at him that his actions are a bit too much at times, hoping the young man would respect your privacy and personal life.

He apologises profusely afterwards, promising he would tone it down. But of course, with his tenacious personality, Megumi will not give up. Not when it’s someone he considers his lover a pseudo-family member.

He could hear his heart shattering the moment you shyly tell him that he could be a bit too much sometimes, such words being way beyond what he could handle. Do you not love him? How could you do that to him, when he offers you his heart and soul? The world is a dangerous place, especially with curses and how his sister ending up bedridden because of a curse. It is justifiable that he protects you with whatever means possible, right?

As the two of you grow up, the relationship dynamics shift. You have lost count of how many times you have turned a blind eye to his advances and subtle hints on how the two of you would’ve been a wonderful couple. It is not like you hate him; Megumi is truly a wonderful person of good morals, complemented with his good looks, he is one that would be sought after by the ladies.

Nonetheless, the raven doesn’t even spare a second to bat an eyelash at the ogling stares every time he is on the streets, ignoring whispers of admiration that ring in is ears incessantly. After all, he only has eyes for you only.

So it is devastating when you reject his confession on a certain day, telling him that while the two of you may be close, perhaps it would be better off if your relationship stays this way, that you and him aren’t the one for each other when it comes to love.

He tries to numb the pain; yet no matter what he does, the void in his chest would invariably be there, reminding him of the brutal rejection.

For once Megumi’s walls finally crumples to dust and releases all of his bottled-up emotions by crying until his throat is sore and his eyes puffy. You are all that he has apart from Tsumiki, he can’t just let you go, not when you are just within arm’s reach.

And the mentality finally hits the raven hard: if he couldn’t have you, then nobody else can.

The two of you remain close, but unknowingly, Megumi starts to manipulate people in your life. With his intelligence and connections (courtesy of Gojo), having you all to himself is simply a matter of time.

Eventually, your friends distance themselves away from you, and your employers from your part-time jobs fire you out of no reason; not knowing what is with their abrupt hostility and the unexpected plummet towards rock bottom in life, you find yourself crying into Megumi’s chest in the early hours of morning, venting about how nobody wants you and life is a bitch.

Being the only one you could rely on at this point, he puts on his act perfectly, comforting you with hugs and soothing words of comfort, reminding you that no matter how difficult circumstances could be, you could always depend on him no matter what.

Perhaps you are wrong after all, a thought crosses your mind; perhaps Megumi really is the right one for you. Of all the people you know, he is the only one remaining by your side, being your anchor through highs and lows. What more could you ask from his unconditional kindness?

And so the raven’s dreams finally come true as you confront him tearfully, telling him how you’ve realised he is the one for you, accepting his confession again.

Megumi struggles with his emotions, but he would always do his best to make you smile. Playing all the cards of a romantic boyfriend, the sorcerer pulls you closer and closer, like a spider luring its prey into the web. He is the only one who could make you swoon, whom you would have a family and grow old with together, who is your soulmate. For a long while the relationship is stable as ever, but a crack starts to form after a certain incident.

Ever since your boyfriend becomes the Zenin clan head, matters take a bad turn for you, and it would only be a matter of time until you unveil Megumi’s true colours.

It all starts with your promotion towards a grade 1 sorcerer. You have been looking forward to this opportunity for years since it would help the two of you to sustain a living. You know Megumi has acquired a large sum of money ever since he becomes the leader of the clan, and life would be lavish for both of you. Still, you prefer to earn through your own blood and sweat, much to the raven’s displeasure. That’s why you keep insisting on taking the mission that would impact your promotion towards a higher rank.

However, your promotion has been revoked at the last minute without proper reasoning; and after doing some digging, you are beyond enraged when you find out the one who caused all of this is none other than Fushiguro Megumi himself, thus leading to the first huge fight between the two of you.

“Megumi. What the fuck? I just want to get promoted to a higher rank because it would make life easier for the two of us! What about living expenses and the bills we need to pay? I’m not going to sit still and spend your family money!”

“Why can’t you just rely on me, love? I’ve done so much so that both of us could have a better off life than before. Now that I have in command of the clan and the money on my hands, what is the need for you to work and potentially hurt yourself? Are you trying to hurt me again?”

Obviously, tension remain rigid between you and him. But it only takes a word from you that drives Megumi over the brink of sanity.

“We need a break, perhaps you and me really aren’t right for each other.”

He is not going to let the same thing happen twice, is he?

So when you find yourself denied of any promotion and struggling to find other side jobs to sustain your own living after moving out of your shared apartment, you know for a fact that the raven has been pulling the strings behind the scene again, forcing you to come to the realisation that you would never survive in the world unless you go back to his side.

Begrudgingly, to Megumi’s delight, you finally return to the home you once shared with him after six months.

In time, as a glimmering platinum band sits snugly on your ring finger and Megumi’s calloused fingers lovingly caress your growing belly bump, you are ascertained that your fate would be sealed forever.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen x reader #yandere jjk x reader #fushiguro megumi #fushiguro x reader #yandere fushiguro #yandere fushiguro megumi #yandere megumi #yandere megumi x reader #megumi headcanons #megumi imagines #megumi scenarios #reader insert #x reader

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chasingpj · 4 years ago

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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

pairing: percy jackson x child of zeus!reader and jason x older sibling!reader

requested: yes!

warning: two curse words, mentions of stealing, death of a parent, and i believe that is it!

category: headcanons, fluff

a/n: i may have gotten too carried away but... i had a lot of fun writing this haha. i hope you guys like it!

pre-relationship

you and percy invented the phrase power couple but coming together took a while

your relationship dynamic would be very similar to thalia and percy's at first

you're both natural-born leaders, so you guys butt heads very often

you're more calculated and organized when it comes to things and percy being impulsive really annoyed you

he's lucky that even though he is impulsive, things somehow always work out in the end

if it wasn't for annabeth urging you guys to get along, you probably would still be at each other's neck

how did she get you guys to get along, you may ask?

she locked you guys in a storage closet :)

and said figure it out ♡

this happened after a friendly sparring practice turned into a full-on fight with your powers

annabeth insisted she wouldn't let you guys out until you declared to be friends

at the time, you were like, percy will never be my friend, ew

percy was just as annoyed

after a good hour of bickering and resisting your urge to choke him out

you guys found that you had a lot in common, actually?

huh, who would have known?

apparently annabeth

you guys talked about your life outside of camp and bonded over the worst teachers you've ever had

turns out, percy wasn't that bad

you'd never admit that out loud though

after a while, you started to feel things

were percy's eyes always that pretty?

yes, they've always been

oh look, those freckles over his nose? adorable

did you just call Percy adorable? yeah, you did… gross

you tried to deny your attraction to him

you were pretty sure this was a cruel joke from aphrodite (it was… more for your dad's than for you guys, though)

then you started noticing changes in his behavior too

now you guys were sharing blankets at the campfire when it got chilly

he even shared the blue cookies his mother sent him too

that's when you should have known he was down bad

both of you have awful sleep schedules

you hated sleeping in cabin 1

it was clearly built not to be slept in, and every few days, you found yourself having late-night conversations with percy at the docks

once the harpies snuck up on you and percy told you to get in the water with him

you didn't know how to swim, and you were kinda horrified of open water

you wanted to refuse, but you were cornered on the docks

you either jumped or got eaten

the last thing you said was that you couldn't swim before percy didn't give you a choice

he grabbed your hand and jumped in

his arm wrapped around your waist to keep you in the air bubble he had made around you guys

at first, you didn't focus on it

too busy trying to defend yourself from his teasing

he continued to mimic the way you screamed when he dragged you into the water

"wow, you can fly, but you can't swim?"

you rolled your eyes, trying to defend yourself

you called him annoying, and he playfully threatened to let you drown

you guys joked and laughed, staying a little too long underwater

after your laughter ceased, you found yourself looking into his eyes

the both of you became quiet

suddenly his arm around your waist, the way your chests were pressed against each other made you horribly flustered

and you're not sure what you were thinking

actually, you weren't thinking at all, but you leaned in and kissed him

like really kissed him, it was a proper kiss

ahhhhhh!!!

probably would have kissed him longer if the water nymphs didn't giggle, exposing their little audience

once you pulled away, they scattered, ready to gossip about what they saw

the news made it to atlantis pretty fast

after the kiss, things were so awkward

you avoided him for days, and he avoided you

annabeth felt the tension, and she was upset because just when you guys were getting along, suddenly, you guys were avoiding each other

the battle of manhattan was approaching soon and the last thing anyone wanted was for you guys not to get along

you both avoided annabeth’s questions, not ready to confess what you guys had shared

eventually, annabeth kept pressing you about what happened

you blew up and admitted that you made out with percy in the water

annabeth was speechless before she burst into laughter

you didn't understand why it was so funny at first

but then you did

the both of you laughed until annabeth said that she wasn't surprised at all

the battle of manhattan comes around, and in the urgency of the moment, you guys were able to rise to the occasion

your movements, thoughts, commands were completely coordinated

you guys were an extension of each other, kicking ass

at the end, you were both offered immortality

the offer took you back to a conversation you guys had where you spoke about how you'd never want to be immortal

the both of you exchanged looks before you simultaneously denied the gift

zeus was offended x2

after that, you guys returned to camp half-blood

the both of you were upset at the campers you've lost and trying to recover from the adrenaline of battle

you and annabeth sang percy happy birthday and the three of you sat together and ate blue cake in a comfortable silence

weeks passed, and one day, you're met with annabeth barging into your cabin asking when you and percy are going to talk about your kiss

it was the last day of camp, and she was insistent on you talking to him

you reluctantly agreed, mainly because annabeth threatened to lock you in a storage closet again

you guys sat on the dunes in silence for a while

the both of you wanted to confess, but neither knew how to do it

after some silence, the both of you spoke at the same time

you stuttered over each other and then began bickering back and forth on who should go first until you blurted out that you like him

you cringed and looked away as percy froze in his spot

it was silent for a moment before percy whispered, "I like you too."

cue your second kiss

your teeth slightly bumping with his since the both of you were smiling so much

and you swore you heard thunder in the distance even though there were clear skies

relationship

you lived in a foster home on the other side of manhattan, so you guys saw each other every weekend

you guys went on movie dates, long drives, and you would sleep over pretty often

for the spooky season, you went to haunted houses and carved pumpkins

you watched horror movies together, teasing each other when one of you jumped and tried to cover your face during the scary parts

you went to his place for Thanksgiving and you arrived early so that the both of you could help sally cook all day

you and percy put blue food coloring on the mashed potatoes

for the first time ever, you felt like you were apart of a family since sally had welcomed you with open arms

everything was going great but then december came around

the last time you saw percy, you guys were christmas shopping for his mom

your last day of school ended a few days after his, so you planned to meet at CHB

but when you got there, you found out he never arrived

you called his home from the payphone in the big house

sally was relieved to hear from you, a part of her hoping he was with you

but you both found out that neither of you had heard from him in a few days

meeting jason

you and annabeth tried everything to find him

then you got a dream from hera that the answer to where percy is was with the guy with one shoe

you arrive and you find this blonde kid and not your boyfriend; you were kinda actually very annoyed

but this blonde kid felt familiar

you weren't sure what it was, and then you heard his name — Jason Grace

surely, it was a coincidence that he shared the name of your missing brother

you were too young to remember his disappearance

the only remembrance you had of him was a picture of the both of you as toddlers sitting happily beside thalia

you always wondered who was the little boy in the photo and it wasn't until a few years ago did thalia tell you about him disappearing

you were a bit wary of him at first, especially since he had no memory of where he came from

it wasn't until he conjured lightning with his sword, did you have no doubt in your mind that he was your brother

the first night you guys spent in the cabin together was awkward

you couldn't really catch up since he didn't remember anything, so you told him what thalia told you about him and your mother

you didn't reveal him everything, not wanting to overwhelm him and you had decided to call it a night before you went into detail

you explained the rest of the story after he came back from his quest

you tried to ask him questions hoping he’d remember more, but his memory wasn't coming back fast enough

both you and jason were growing frustrated, so one day you iris messaged thalia

the both of you came up with an idea to jog jason's memory by showing him things that he enjoyed as a toddler

jason was pretty sure it wouldn't work, but he went along with it

thalia recalled that the two of you really liked watching the flintstones as babies

so you and jason sat down and watched every season available on dvd

and well, it didn't work...

thalia also mentioned you both really liked sweets, so you tried to jog his memory with candy bars

you had to convince jason to sneak out of camp with you

he thought it was such a bad idea, but you reassured him he'd be fine

after reluctantly agreeing, jason and you escaped at night to buy actually steal candy bars from the closest gas station

jason panicked as he watches you shove candy bars in your sweatshirt

"we're gonna get caught"

"if you keep looking that scared, we just might," you replied a little too calmly

he tried to relax, but he just looked like he saw a ghost the entire time

on your way back, you may have electrocuted a harpy and fought a couple cyclops and all the fighting and running made you lose one of your snicker bars

you were upset, to say the least

unfortunately, after stuffing him with chocolate, that didn't work either

then you tried to show him the few pictures you were able to salvage before you were taken to the foster home after the death of your mother

jason sat in front of you on the floor as you pulled the box from under your bed

you smiled, finding an old picture of your mother, and you put it up to his face, taking in the similarities between the two

"yep, you look just like her," you confirmed as you smiled sadly

even though jason didn't know her, he felt a sense of pride when you had told him so

every time a memory would come back, you were the first person he told

when his memories with lupa came back, you were shook

and then you teased him, saying that he's basically a dog

once you threw a twig and told him to go fetch

he didn't find it as funny as you and leo did, but oh well

you also asked if he howled at full moons, and you were met with the straightest face you've ever seen on jason

it was the funniest thing ever to you

every week you guys kicked ass in capture the flag

you guys were more alike than you thought

it was guaranteed that whichever team you were on would win

in the months when the argo II was being built, you had a lot of times to bond with jason

your dynamic was really fun as you were a bit more rebellious and silly while he was a lot more responsible and mature

after the argo II departed

you reuniting with percy was something you thought about for months

you were so excited when the argo II was officially ready to fly over to camp jupiter

your pulse was thumping in your ears when you saw percy in the crowd

after months of worrying about where he was and if he was still alive, it was almost surreal to see him right in front of you

you lunged into him so hard, he stumbled back as you kissed him

just like your second kiss, the both of you were smiling so hard your teeth kept bumping against his

"i love your new look," you commented on his toga, and he snorted,

"yeah?"

"oh yeah, it's kinda hot."

the both of you laughed, content to be in each other's arms again

after getting on the argo II, you were the reason jason and percy formed some sort of a friendship

you were the mutual ground for the both of them since they had a soft spot for you

the tension between the two was something you couldn't disregard and you hated how weird it was at the beginning

if they butted heads, you tried to mend the problem

you understood both of them well enough to understand where they came from

at some point, you and annabeth thought it would be funny to lock them in a storage closet

so you did

they kept complaining to be let out but eventually, they gave in

little did they know that you were standing near the door and listening to their conversation

jason told him how you helped him a lot and all the ridiculous things you made him do

and percy shared stories of you from quests and at camp

the both of them laughed and bonded over having someone as amazing as you in their lives

"y/n is pretty great," percy smiles

"yeah, they are," jason agreed

needless to say, your heart warmed at the praise from your two favorite boys

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esmeraldablazingsky · 2 years ago

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jean for the ask game?

Sexuality Headcanon: aspec something or other, maybe demi-adjacent? I don’t see her as the sort of person who’s overly concerned with romantic or sexual relationships, but i think she has the potential to fall hard if she’s emotionally close with someone

Gender Headcanon: extremely strong butch energy on this one. Woman who is a good sir. Knight gender. Gonna grow up into a dilf.

A ship I have with said character: just one? How about a selection, im always looking to share niche jean ship opinions <3

jeanven: big fan of those deity/devotee vibes. serious and self sacrifical x silly and self indulgent. lovers of mondstadt, freedom, and The Wind. just SO unbelievably soft and loving with one another

jeanxiao: functional long-distance weapon4weapon partners. accept that neither of them could ever place a lover on a higher priority level than their nation. shackled to duty, doomed to fight for an unattainable goal until the battle finally takes them, yearning for a peace that will never truly come, but willing to support one another along the way…

kaejean: childhood friends, two parts of a trio that shattered years ago and has yet to heal, mondstadt’s golden girl and her right hand. I’m a huge fan of the righteous leader being crushed by their responsibilities x loyal second in command who is willing to act in less righteous ways to support them dynamic, and they’re obviously quite fond of each other

eujean: legacy of sinners x legacy of saints, evenly matched at swordplay, born to be enemies and yet defying that fate, need I say more? their voicelines about each other clearly display a mutual respect and trust that I really like.

A BROTP I have with said character: Kaeya again, also Albedo and Barbara (though Barbara will take work to rekindle a functional sibling dynamic, I want to see it happen 🥺) also my left field choice is Zhongli, I think they’d get along and could share perspectives on responsibility and leadership, if Zhongli chose to share the truth of his story with Jean.

oh, also Childe. but that one is purely bc I think it would be really funny <3

A NOTP I have with said character: you could probably sell me on just about anything (disregarding stuff like jean/barbara or whatever) but I firmly believe she would have terrible chemistry with Keqing. It’s not like theyd hate each other, they would just bring out the worst in each other

A random headcanon: she’s a full 7 inches taller than Venti and entirely twice his weight, as he is mostly made of wind and she is fairly beefy

General Opinion over said character: I’m insane about her. She’s exactly my type. I take it personally when people don’t like her and the album of my drawings of her is probably nearing 80 images by now. I would die for her but she wouldn’t let me. If hoyo doesn’t give her at least a few more lore crumbs ill start mauling people

#blazie speaks #jean gunnhildr #genshin impact #shipping #jeanven #xiaojean #kaejean #eujean #ask #paradoxspaceheater #THABK U for giving me an opportunity to go off abt her #also if theres any typos no there arent

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cheri-translates · 4 years ago

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[Analysis] S2 Gavin’s theme song

The music used in MLQC is incredibly evocative and carefully constructed, so I spent some time analysing S2 Gavin’s theme song because I find that it sums up the relationship he has with MC very nicely!

Music is highly subjective, so don’t worry if you have a different view from me :>

🍒 Warning: Contains tons of S2 Gavin spoilers! I’ve tried to make things really clear in this post so you wouldn’t have to read through the entire swamp of S2 Gavin translations to understand what’s going on, but I’ll still include links to the references made! 🍒

INTRODUCTION [ 0:00 - 0:12 ] - Reuniting as adults

I received a jump scare the first time I played the theme song LOL

It starts off abruptly in two ways - (1) the sound effect resembling a puff of air, and (2) the fact that it mirrors the 0:38 mark of S1 Gavin’s theme.

The sound effect resembling a puff of air essentially captures how S2 Gavin and MC reunite as adults -

Before I take a step forward, there’s a sudden tightening on my wrist.

My hands are firmly clasped behind me. Before I can get a proper look at the person’s face, my whole body is pressed against the glass behind me.

??: What are you doing here?

A familiar voice enters my ears, reminiscent of wind from the past awakening my memories.

The fact that S2 Gavin’s theme starts around the halfway point of S1 Gavin’s theme is pretty significant.

On a superficial level, this could reflect how there’s both a sense of familiarity yet foreignness to their dynamics. But this isn’t limited to S2 Gavin x MC, because the dynamics between the other love interests and MC do see a slight change as well.

But what’s perhaps more unique to their situation is that back in S1, Gavin and MC didn't get to know each other properly until they became adults. In contrast, when S2 Gavin and MC reunite as adults, they already have a shared past in Loveland High.

While we don’t know how their lives in Loveland High played out in detail, it’s inferred that they had meals together frequently:

Boss: Then, do you remember that lady who often came here with you back then? She still visits, and also likes to have her beef noodles with extra chilli.

Also, Mr Keller knows that the two of them are somewhat close and are still in contact, since he gets MC’s help in passing Gavin some old photographs, and invited the both of them to visit Loveland High for an activity. In contrast, back in S1, MC didn’t even know that Mr Keller knew who Gavin was until Campus Date.

Just as we’re thrown into the halfway point of what resembles the S1 soundtrack, we’re thrown into an iffy, halfway point of their relationship. In Chapter 1 of the main storyline, we can tell that they know each other well enough, but they aren’t as close as we’d expect ex-schoolmates to be.

Their meeting comes across slightly antagonistic on Gavin’s part, and he even straight out lies to her that officers are approaching, in order to force an answer out of her. Similarly, in Stray Date, Gavin uses his Evol to send her hovering over the ocean, once again trying to force an answer out of her.

Thankfully, this antagonism fizzles out very quickly as we learn that this is just Gavin’s tactic to squeeze the truth out of MC for her own good. And that he still cares about her deeply (evident in Dangerous Night Date).

Aside from the abrupt start, there are three other things to note:

The S2 soundtrack is much slower, and the notes are drawn out as compared to the S1 soundtrack. I’m inclined to viewing this as a representation of Gavin’s self-assuredness and pure confidence as the Commander of the STF and leader of the Special Operations Team

The piano chords. It’s probably just me, but I feel that they resemble the chime of a school bell. This point becomes significant in the analysis of the bridge, which we’ll get to later

There’s a somewhat grating, scratchy sound which I see as a representation of the tension between S2 Gavin and MC. There are only three places in the song where this scratchy sound isn’t present - the first verse, the bridge, and the outro

FIRST VERSE [ 0:12 - 0:38 ] - Gavin the student

This part likely represents the time Gavin was still in Loveland High, because the grating, scratchy sounds mentioned earlier (which I associate with the tension between Commander Gavin and MC), aren’t present.

At 0:24, individual piano notes come in. Even though they sound careful, they aren’t played in synchrony with the firm and resolute guitar notes. Sometimes, the piano notes are played alongside the guitar notes. Sometimes, they don’t.

I’d say that this represents missed opportunities. Despite S2 Gavin and MC meeting earlier in S2, MC ended up re-living one of her main regrets - not getting to read Gavin’s letter:

MC: They said Minor left a bloodstained letter on my desk and thought it was a threatening letter, so no one dared to go near it. But by the time I returned to the classroom, the letter was gone. I searched for such a long time… but couldn’t find it… I thought I accidentally threw it into the dustbin, so I looked through it for a long time. But… I couldn’t find that letter anywhere.

My voice grows even softer at the end, and I don’t dare to lift my head to look at him.

Even if this world were to be reset, unexpected events still present such regrets.

Like a merciless joke, an antithesis to my unwillingness to be powerless.

Even if she had read the letter and gone to the meeting spot, it turns out S2 Gavin didn’t even stay long enough to meet her at the arranged time:

Gavin: That’s not important anymore. Back then, I had already left before the arranged time. So it’s all right.

SECOND VERSE [ 0:38 - 1:04 ] - Gavin the Commander

The grating, scratchy sounds come in, injecting a metallic feeling which is in line with how S2 Gavin is often described as a “sharp blade” numerous times. As mentioned earlier, these sounds could also be a depiction of the layers of friction between MC and S2 Gavin.

MC is on her guard around S2 Gavin at the start, such as in R&S [Reunited Yesterday] where she thinks of leaving Lynn’s Kitchen the moment she sees that Gavin’s there too, and how she was genuinely fearful and trembling when he used his Evol to send her hovering her over the ocean in Stray Date.

If you listen carefully, you can hear that the individual piano notes are somewhat copying the upward climb of the guitar we’re used to hearing in the S1 bgm.

This could represent MC holding on to her memories of S1 Gavin as she navigates the new dynamics she has with S2 Gavin, which gives her the courage not to get intimidated by his cold exterior, and to trust him completely.

Gavin: I haven’t even rescued you out yet.

MC: With you around, there won’t be a problem.

FIRST CHORUS [ 1:04 - 1:28 ]

From 1:19 to the end of the chorus, the piano keys go off on their own, and they come across much more confident and complement the guitar notes much more than in the first verse.

I see all the choruses as instances where S2 Gavin and MC are given opportunities to work together, and we witness how well they gel as a pair. The best examples so far would be Stray Date and The Guardian Project.

I’m no longer that person who only knows how to let you stand in front of me. This time, I’ll stand beside you, and will not back down.

THIRD VERSE [ 1:28 - 1:56 ]

Nothing to say here, similar analysis to the second verse!

SECOND CHORUS [ 1:56 - 2:22 ]

Same analysis as the previous chorus.

BRIDGE [ 2:22 - 2:47 ] - Reminiscence

This part is breathtakingly beautiful. It’s obviously in stark contrast to the rest of the song as the piano takes the stage here. Even though you can still hear the electronic guitar in the background, it’s incredibly muted and mirroring the melody of the piano.

The instrument complementing the piano (it sounds like a harpsichord?) sounds like a middleground between the sharpness of the electronic guitar and the gentleness of the piano.

And here’s where the piano chords I mentioned at the start are significant. This is the only part in the entire song where the piano chords aren’t played. Rather, the chords are broken up and played as individual notes.

This part gives me the mental image of S2 Gavin and MC on the rooftop of Loveland High, reminiscing on their school days when things were simpler. It’s a moment where they peel away their roles as STF’s Commander and Black Swan’s Nox, and are simply Gavin and MC, old friends from school.

It basically represents the rare, precious moments of reprieve S2 Gavin and MC get in the ever-looming danger of S2.

Yet, even outside this safe bubble, the chords continue to be played consistently. They may be subdued in certain parts of the song, and louder in others, but the chords are always there. Their shared past in Loveland High isn’t something S2 Gavin can just ignore. On the contrary, it’s something that likely supported him through his time in the Police Academy:

Gavin is standing underneath a tree, holding a photograph in his hand.

Gavin doesn’t notice Tang Chao. All of his focus is channelled onto that photograph. In this moment, he seems to have unloaded all his defences, becoming a Gavin different from his usual self. Those perpetually stern eyes have grown dim, bringing with them a twinge of fatigue.

Tang Chao holds his breath, subconsciously squinting his eyes to identify the photograph. On it seems to be… a female? Could she be Instructor Gavin’s…

THIRD CHORUS [ 2:47 - 3:13 ] - The power couple

The chorus returns with incredible force, and it’s slightly different from the first two choruses. In the first chorus, the piano is subdued. In the second chorus, you can hear the piano, but it melds into the melody.

In this chorus, the piano is clearly audible, but it doesn’t disappear into the melody like in the second chorus. It goes off on its own, yet blends with the music at the same time.

I’m given the image of a power couple who complement and fight alongside each other. We see this very clearly in The Guardian Project), where S2 Gavin sees MC as an equal to the point where he readily agrees to go along with her plan without having to hear it first.

MC: I have a plan. It could lure the suspect out without requiring more manpower. Would you like to try?

Gavin turns his head to look at me steadily.

Gavin: What do you need me to do?

MC: You’re agreeing just like that?

OUTRO [ 3:13 - end ] - The future

As mentioned at the beginning, the introduction mirrors the middle portion of S1 Gavin’s theme. Here, the outro mirrors the first few notes of S1 Gavin’s theme...

We see S1 Gavin in S2 Gavin. His clumsy way of showing concern, his protectiveness over MC, his jealous tendencies, his handsome face, etc.

Gavin: But protecting you - this won’t change.

His expression is very cold, and a certain emotion seems to be restrained in his voice.

What he says is reminiscent to words being tossed out in a fit of anger. At the same time, it’s also reminiscent of a vow he has always been fulfilling.

Gavin: Regardless of position, I’ll never let you get caught up in danger.

The tune draws to a close with a crescendo which ends abruptly yet on a hopeful, anticipatory note. Their story is far from over, and I can’t wait to see what this undefeatable tag team will accomplish together.

Final thoughts:

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this even though S2 is still very far away LOL And special thanks to @ginkgomoon who has been waiting patiently for this analysis T^T♡ If you enjoy reading Gavin-related analysis, do check out her blog!!

I wish I were a better writer so I can fully convey why the S2 Gavin x MC dynamic is so incredible, and quell the worry most Gavin stans have about S2.

Relying on my translations is a completely different experience compared to hearing the emotions in the voiced lines and seeing the sprites, so I can understand why it might be difficult to feel as much for them as I do T-T

The thing I love most about the S2 dynamic is that the relationship between them is much more natural. Instead of S1 Gavin falling head over heels for MC the moment he saw her in the rain and started following her around, S2 Gavin and MC already established a friendship in Loveland High in S2. And they tease each other so much more HNNGHGH SLOW BURNS HURT SO GOOD

#mlqc #mlqc gavin #mlqc spoilers

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breathings-of-the-heart · 5 years ago

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Imagine Levi Confessing his Love for You

A/N: THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT PLEASE READ THE TEXT BELOW BEFORE PROCEEDING THANK YOU :))

HERE IS A TIMELINE / EXPLANATION / BACKGROUND INFORMATION BECAUSE CASE THE TIME SKIPS OF THIS STORY ARE CONFUSING: I’m sorry for that everyone, I know the dates are sloppy and as a whole this fic doesn’t make too much sense; I tried to edit this piece as best I could to make the story as easy to follow as possible, but seeing as I can’t unpublish part 1 or 2, the cleanup still leaves things bit unclear. These imagines were originally chapters of a longer Levi x Reader fic that I decided to discontinue, which is why there are so many loose ends. Here was my original intention for this story, broken down for the few who choose to read the Author’s Notes lol.

We are going to do this in the order of the 3 part fic (I also put attached all the links to the titles)

Part 1: Imagine Relating to Mikasa About Loving Someone in the Military

The scene is set during the events of SEASON 1 of Attack on Titan, BEFORE the Female Titan Arc. (Y/N) was also hand selected by Levi to be part of the original Special Operation Squad; she bit her hand at the dinner table along with Petra, Gunther, Eld, and Oluo to show their dedication and understanding towards Eren wayyy back in the beginning of the series. The Survey Corps is making preparations for their first attempt to go to Shiganshina since the Fall of Wall Maria and not only uncover the mole who killed captive titans Sonny and Bean, but also to get to Eren’s basement.

Part 2: To Love Another

The flashback and opening scene in the beginning of this writing piece (where (Y/N) and Hange are talking to each other) occurs shortly after (Y/N) wakes up in the infirmary room, before anyone breaks the news that she, aside from an injured Levi, is the last surviving member of Squad Levi after Annie killed the others in the Forest of Giant Trees in her female titan form. Hange’s intentions were to bring the (Y/N) and Levi together so they would be able to support each other during this mutual loss. But alas, (Y/N) accepts his rejection and the two suffer the aftermath of this tragic news alone. To read this arc for context/bonus content to get a better understanding of this mini series, see my posts (as a sort of prequel, if you will) Imagine Levi Finding you Injured on an Expedition and Imagine Being the Last Member of Squad Levi To Survive to fill that time gap :)

In real-time, all of Season 2 and Season 3 Part 1 have gone by with limited interaction between (Y/N) and Levi. This part of the story is occurring during Season 3 PART 2, (spoilers) after the Coup D'etat, and after Historia becomes Queen. (Y/N) is no longer an active soldier, having sustained injuries too severe to be reliable in combat. She remains useful to the Corps as a battle strategist, however, which allows her to stay. The Scouting Regiment is currently preparing to go to Eren’s basement in their second attempt, knowing Reiner and Berthold will be waiting for them there.

Part 3: Imagine Levi Confessing his Love for You (YOU ARE HERE)

This part takes place pretty much a week or so after the events of “To Love Another.” It is revealed how much (Y/N) has isolated herself in the months between Parts 1 and 2 from not only Levi, but Hange, the only one besides Mikasa who knew about her feelings for Levi prior to their falling out. (Y/N) confesses her feelings for Levi before the mission to Shiganshina in Season one, and the fic parallels itself and comes full circle once their final interaction occurs before the second and final mission to Shiganshina, for which, (Y/N) is unable to go for her death would be almost certain. She seen to be more valuable inside the walls, where she can carry on the duties of the Survey Corps should the entire regiment collapse during the mission. This is the final part :)

I HOPE THAT CLEARS THINGS UP!

requested by @a-single-uwo @dracq and @little-diva-gurl and a lovely anon who def isn’t the happiest that this took so long. Deepest apologies! Hope this was worth the wait. I also hope this post finds everyone safe and in good health during these crazy times <3

~~~~~

Dread bottled up in the bottom of your stomach, which threatened to fall down to your knees. Even Hange’s eyes brimmed with concern when she informed you that Levi requested your presence in his office; all of which was out of the blue, uncharacteristic, after months of him being accustomed to giving you your space.

Feigning annoyance, you stared at the soldier dummy two paces ahead, dented heavily with the marks of your punches. The sun was beating down on the early autumn day, and heat waves rose from the ground. It illuminated the glistening perspiration sliding down your figure, torso rising and falling in short breaths of exhaustion.

Hange watched you carefully from a distance. She noticed your tense muscles, clad in a sports bra and boxing shorts; the lack of attire made it impossible to hide the sudden tension and stiffness embedded in your lean muscles, a tell tale sign of distress. As a creature of observation and analytics, the Squad Leader could sense your discomfort as if it was written across your forehead.

The brunette watched you wipe the sweat off your forehead and yell in frustration, turning towards her direction and moving to land a kick at her head.

Unfazed and in possession of sharp reflexes, Hange took a step back, only to watch as you twisted mid-air and landed a 360 Crescent kick to the dummy-shaped bag, which broke open on impact under the force of the blow. Sand poured out of its opening and spilled onto the ground in a steady stream that grew less heavy as the seconds passed.

“I’ll have to admit, you are getting better, but (Y/N), don’t get your hopes up,” Hange cautioned. “The problem does not reside in your muscles. No matter how well you learn to fight like you used to, Annie crushed your ribs and threw you to the ground: it's your lungs that will never recover. You can’t come with us to Shiganshina tomorrow like this.”

Hunched over with hands on your knees, you regained a regular breathing pattern and began to feel the explosive pain in your chest. Airways blocked, you began coughing, willing the oxygen to enter your body.

“Let me humor myself, Hange-san. If I don’t try, I might go insane.”

It was almost tragic that such a young soldier was out of commission; you were full of promise, rivalling Mikasa in skill. Hange knew you were itching to do what you trained for your whole life: Coming to Shiganshina and putting it all on the line had always been your number one goal. You didn’t want to be left behind again, to die bitter and alone without the only people you cared about.

“Regardless, (Y/N), you’re stalling,” Hange smoothly shifted the topic of conversation back to what brought her to you in the first place. “He still has that power over you, huh?”

"It'll pass eventually," you sighed, hoping the words were true.

You bowed towards the tall female. She smiled in return, shaking her head softly.

Whilst pacing away, said person stopped you once more.

“(Y/N). For what it’s worth, I stand by what I said before. Don’t look so nervous, okay?”

Her words replayed in your head, a haunting ghost of the not-so-long ago past. Time was strange, that way. It seemed like everything happened yesterday yet in another lifetime, all at once. “He loves you, more than he’s ever loved anyone. Surely you know that.”

Stupid, you thought, how I might have believed it once.

As you made your way down the hall, numbness crept into your body once again. You were too proud to admit you were afraid, especially with the Section Commander’s radiating sympathy, but everyone knew the once friendly dynamic between you and the Captain transformed into one more distant and cold. With each step towards the door, you felt the icy chill grow and that fact alone shook you to the core.

But it didn’t matter, seeing as Levi was of superior authority. There was no way around it.

Your hand shook as it raised to knock.

~~~~~~

“Name and business,” Levi spoke, voice muffled by the closed door.

“It’s (Y/N), sir. I was hoping to speak with you.”

There was a pause, and in that time you considered the option of fleeing back to your room and retreating back to a life of emotional safety, normality. It wasn’t too late to forget.

It had been a week since you spoke to Mikasa on the rooftop, after realizing the deep shit your heart decided to put you in. You didn’t think Levi would notice the distracted nature of your behavior-- tried to make it as subtle as possible whilst you figured out what you felt for him.

But before you could explore other options, Levi muttered a stern “enter.” You knew with the first expedition back to Shiganshina tomorrow, and the prospect of death closer than it has ever been on a mission, it was now or never.

The room was dim, small, warm, and thick with building tension. Shadows danced across the Captain’s face, sharp features lit by an orange flame. Only candlelight, sourced at his desk, assisted your adjusting eyes.

Your nose was hit with the smell of tea and cleaning products upon entry. This fact made you smile despite your bundling nervous energy. It was a familiar place, filled with memories of late night conversations (granted, of mostly you speaking and him listening), witnessed only by the large piles of paperwork. It started here and resulted in a natural, growing fondness kept secret to all except you two and the moon looking in from the window.

This man was your squad leader, your commander, your trusted comrade. There was no need to be afraid-- Not unless of course, you held the potential to shatter such damn a delicate relationship.

And you did.

Was it worth it?

Your gaze gravitated towards the center of the room where the Lance Corporal sat. And in that instant, your smile evaporated instantly. He placed his pen down, gracefully resting his cheek on his fist and lazily tossing the raven locks out of his eyes-- they landed on you, piercing yet drowsy and indifferent upon first glance. He was beautiful, as always. The allure was nearly sickening; unfair to the rest of the world.

Looking closer, however, he was anything but relaxed. The observant eye could see his countenance stirred something different. He seemed sharp and focused, ready to dart out and wrap himself around your heart, squeezing tighter with every breath you took. And you felt it-- the heart palpitations, which got worse at the sight of him.

He seemed… different. Dangerous, like a storm stirring in the distance, and the inevitable downpour that comes with it. The dark circles under his eyes told tales about the insomnia; a fresh cup of caffeinated black tea even rested on his left, steam rising out of it. And whilst attraction was undeniable, your concern always came first.

Levi was never quite good at getting proper rest before a mission.

“(Y/N),” The word was breathy, yet his voice was rough.

You shuffled in your spot, your name on his tongue making your stomach churn with desire.

Levi seemed to pick up on your affliction, getting out of his chair and gliding towards you. Everything happened fast and slow all at once, starting off with a momentaneous rush of air and the collision of your back with the office wall. A small shriek filled the air, out of place against the silence; was that your voice? The pain should’ve been there, but it wasn’t.

Then the seconds dragged out. Levi was a new person, setting your skin aflame as he gripped your wrists and pinned them against the wall. His lips brushed your eartips, which turned red the instant the raven’s breath fanned over them. This normally reserved, disciplined man unleashed something you had never seen before.

“Finally ready to talk to me about why you’ve been acting so strange, brat?” he whispered.

This wasn’t supposed to be so dirty. He was angry, but the mood was established in layers: something more sinister existed beneath.

The scent of fresh pine filled your nostrils until your brain went foggy. Levi was close--so close, and with the fact that you’ve been avoiding him mixed in with the fact that you missed him for it, all bets were off: there was no stopping the words that came out of your mouth next.

“There’s something I need to tell you,” you whispered back, looking him dead in the eyes, no fear this time.

His grip on your wrist slackened.

“Hm?”

You took in a deep breath, ready to leave it all on the line, and spoke.

“I like you a lot, sir. And not in a comradery type of way. I-I just thought I’d tell you before, you know, we leave tomorrow.” Your gaze found the floor again, too timid for your own good. But the statement was said, and it was finite; there was no turning away from it.

The Captain’s eyes went wide and gleamed brightly at you. His chest felt lighter and as he looked down at you in speechless awe, staring at anything but his face in your adorable embarrassment, he realized exactly why your absent look irked him those days ago. Why your lack of enthusiasm and lighthearted-ness gave him a strange sense of frustration.

Levi never felt more awake, more hyper aware of his surroundings.

The feeling of your chest pressed against him, the heat of those rosy cheeks, the pounding within his ribcage, the moon hitting your pretty face. With your figure in his arms, after the blissful seconds passed, everything felt, for once, okay.

Until it wasn’t.

Gaining the courage to look back up at him, you all but tore apart at the scowl on his face as demons flitted through his beautiful brain and polluted the image of happiness. Levi grew more indignant by the second, all but throwing your arms he held back at your sides like they were poison to the touch.

Tears pooled in your eyes as the soft expression you didn’t get to see turned sour, disgusted-- the Captain’s lips curling into a snarl as he imagined what he could lose if he opened up his heart for this girl in front of him to take. The risk and pain of falling for someone, in the world the two of you lived in. And all the stoic man could think was how he allowed this charade to come so far.

No, he wouldn't allow it.

“Get out, (L/N)” he commanded, harsh and unforgiving.

You were trembling, body feeling detached from reality as it moved, convincing itself that it was simply a nightmare. Levi’s cruel demeanor all but shattered you as you looked wide-eyed and his anger grew, the short man pacing behind his desk and bringing a hand over his face. His free one crumpled into a fist, knuckles turning white as he slammed it on the wood, the loud bang making you jump; the fear, grief, confusion coming all at once until it choked you and your vision spotted black.

“I said GET OUT!”

The room stilled and Levi looked up to face you cowering near the door, a single tear rolling down your cheek. He stilled at the sight, the weight of his words dawning upon him.

“I-I’m sorry,” you gasped before racing out of the room.

Had you looked back, you would’ve seen Levi’s outstretched hand betraying his body, desperately reaching out for you, gray eyes filled with pain.

But you knew now you’d never be dumb enough to spare him that second glance-- and maybe that was the right call, seeing as his feet moved in the direction you left, only to shut the door left askew in your wake.

~~~

The Captain’s gaze was on you more than necessary, but it was clear the two of you had the same thought: You focused everything into this discussion, melting into the emotionally-detached soldier your duty commanded, just like Levi did. His words had no ulterior motive, no deeper meaning. They were monotonous and empty.

Or so you thought.

Levi stood up the second you came in, but your gaze fell to the ground in submission.

“Hange said you needed to see me, Captain?” your voice was small and weak; you kicked yourself for it. How pathetic.

“Damn you...”

The man said nothing more, brushing his fingers along your cheekbones and you everything hit you like whiplash, the memories. Levi ran them along your face, down to your chin to lift it gently, so that for once you’d let your eyes meet instead of looking at the ground like a coward.

When they did the man’s breath hitched in his throat, because although your (eye color) orbs were no longer as vibrant, they were still beautiful and entrancing; why hadn’t he ever appreciated them before?

"I missed you, brat," he spoke firmly.

You felt a churn in your abdomen as you watched his eyes study the details of your face and take in every feature, committing it to memory painfully slow. You were paralyzed, his face inches away from yours and forcing buried emotions to resurface as months of restraint came undone. He didn’t speak, holding you delicately after not being this close for far too long and discerning what he’s been missing.

“Um, Captain? What are you...?"

You bit your lip, feeling puzzled and confused as you remembered the hate in Levi's orbs the last time you saw him like this.

All you could see now was how quickly his emotions shifted from serenity to fury that fateful night, and as you recollected the way Levi lashed out, all chaos and fury, he retracted his hand.

And you flinched away.

The Captain froze.

“Don’t-- don’t fucking do that,” he growled, his urgency startling. “I would never hurt you, (Y/N).”

Your eyebrows furrowed, all inhibition thrown out the window the second Levi’s countenance flashed with hurt at your response to his touch. You let your fear go and emotions free at the irony of the raven’s statement. Your mind went into overdrive, recounting every instance you wanted to give up and leave, drown in yourself, give up on finding purpose in the aftermath of rejection and Squad Levi’s death and your permanent injury changing your way of life. Things you faced alone, because instead of rekindling any semblance of a relationship, Levi tossed everything away and berated you for feeling.

The man who resided here cut your heart expertisely like the countless swords he wielded then disposed. He did not have the right to look at you so kindly; did not have to right to fan the flames of false hope. But here he was, procrastinating until the very last day to take initiative regarding those actions.

“Why are you doing this?” you whispered, forgetting your composure.

“I’d advise you not to speak in riddles,” Levi spoke in a low and even voice, no real malice as he addressed you and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

You took a deep breath and fought to remain calm, grabbing Levi's wrist to keep him from touching you.

“Please don’t toy with me, or mock my feelings like this. Why did you call me here? You made it plenty clear how you feel about me, Levi. What else is there to say?" you begged, the lack of closure driving you insane.

This was the first time you used his name, an unprecedented amount of spite and pain expressed through it, because you wanted Levi to remember this moment. It was over: that time of feeling sorry and ashamed of yourself for being nothing other than human. The remorse was gone, and the heartache was fleeting.

“Tell me, dammit!”

His was overflowing.

“You want to know how I really feel about you, (Y/N)!?” the Captain shouted, voice rising because for a man who relied on impulse and action on the battlefield it was fucking frustrating, watching the woman in front of him live this way for the simple reason that he was not good with words. "The thoughts that go through my head when you can't even bear to look at me?!"

"No, that's not what I asked. I already know that you don't--"

"--Fuck this."

Relying on instinct to guide him, Levi leaned forward and kissed you.

The second his lips met yours, you melted on the spot, knees giving out beneath you. Tongue sliding into your mouth, Levi simultaneously lifted you into the air, feeling lightheaded as you moaned into him, eagerly returning the kiss. His hands were everywhere, grasping at your waist, clutching the back of your head, running down your thighs. You were in such a state of euphoria that nothing else existed.

Your own digits threaded through Levi’s raven locks and pulled needily, emitting a growl from his throat as he bit down on your lower lip. He reveled in the feeling of your legs around his waist as your soft lips worked against his own, hungry and relentless. The kiss was passionate and you’d imagined it a million times over, but this-- Levi successfully ruined you for any other man.

The need for oxygen pulled you apart, Levi’s strong arms keeping you in the air as his eyes remained shut; he pecked your lips once, then twice, savoring the moment until it mournfully passed.

He was hesitant to break the silence, but you deserved it. You waited long enough to hear the truth, and he knew his time was running out; you weren’t going to wait for him forever.

“(Y/N)...” he began to speak, forehead resting on yours as he panted softly to catch his breath. “I dreamt of you last night. I have been for days.”

“Levi--”

“--Just listen,” he interrupted, unable to stop himself from kissing you softly once more. “Neither of us are running away this time.”

You fell silent as the man let you down, pulling you into his solid chest as you buried your face in his shirt, patiently listening. His calm heartbeat thrummed soothingly in your ears like a metronome.

“Isabel, Farlan, Oluo, Petra, Gunther, Eld. They all knew that what they meant to me. And I them."

One of the only things that made it easier to say goodbye, you thought with a bittersweet pang in your chest.

"With us, it's different. I died in every dream, (Y/N). Every one. And in every single one, you lived on believing I never loved you. Call me selfish, but I...”

You pulled away from the stoic man, searching his gaze as he trailed off. Shyly, you interlaced your fingers, his larger hand enveloping yours and you prayed to whoever was listening upstairs that all of this was real.

“I just can't leave until you understand...”

He clutched you impossibly tighter, eyes squeezing shut.

"...that you, are everything."

~~~ Extended Ending ~~~

A soft hum filled the air, the tune dreamy and sweet as you repeated the melody once again. You smiled warmly as hands wound around your waist, pulling you closer to a toned and shirtless Captain Levi, silken sheets tossed haphazardly on top of the two of you. His breath sent goosebumps on your neck as he kissed your shoulder gently, warmth deliciously intoxicating.

Giggling now, you turned around to face him, the man’s onyx hair ticking you softly. You captured your lips in his with one smooth movement and snuggled closer, taking in the small slice of heaven that was home in his arms, legs tangled together. Feeling unbelievably content, like your heart might burst, you leaned forward and rubbed your nose against Levi's.

Although he wasn't smiling, the look he was giving you revealed his own sensation of happiness.

“I never thought you’d be the cuddling type,” you remarked devilishly, scrunching up your nose as you teased him.

Though your tone was lighthearted, you were painfully aware that the moment was ending. You internally cursed the sun as it started to set, orange light peeking in through the window shades to signal the coming of night. Levi said nothing, looking deeply into your eyes, and like always, it felt as if he could read the contents of your soul.

But it wasn’t vulnerability you felt: on the contrary, you knew you would never find as safe a place as here. With him. Finally.

“Levi...” you swallowed, humor all but gone. “Now you have to come home.”

To emphasize your point you sat up on the bed, legs tucked neatly underneath you as you stared imperatively at your lover.

“Mhm. We’ve wasted enough time,” he agreed, taking you by the wrist to pull you back on top of him, to bask in this personal paradise if only for another minute.

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sunflowersunshinevol6 · 4 years ago

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Dog From Hell

Pairing: Harry Styles x OC

Warnings: bdsm, dom/sub dynamics, light choking, fetish club

Summary: Lucinda's best friend has been dying to bring her to her favorite fetish club. It's there she meets Harry Styles, a kind Dom with a secret that could jeopardize the budding relationship

The one where Harry is the leader of an international hacking organization by night and a Dom at day

Goodness can be found, sometimes in the middle of Hell."

-Charles Bukowski

"I can be an angel sometimes, I can be real fucked up

I miss you only sometimes, I give you real tough love

'Cause I'm a devil with a halo, whoa-oh-oh"

-G-Eazy

The club was nothing like Lucinda thought it was going to be.

When Bitty had suggested they go to one of her favorite clubs, a kink club that specialized in BDSM, called The Cage, she had expected everyone to be wearing leather and latex.

"Are you sure this is alright?" She had asked, poking her head out of the bathroom to look at her friend. Bitty wore a strapless red dress that complimented her curves beautifully, she wore fishnet stockings, black spike heel boots and a dog collar. Her lips painted a light pink. She smiled kindly at Lucinda.

"Trust me Luce. You'll understand when we get there."

And here they were. The club was huge, red and black velvet couches spread out, plush red cushioned high back chairs and onyx colored tables. The walls were embroidered with red and black fabric that looked like spider webs or vines. The bar was made of dark oak, sleek and shiny against the glow of the red lights.

The people were dressed very tame. Maybe it was the fact that the only exposure she had ever had to this lifestyle was movies and Fifty Shades of Grey. There was a dress code here, and rules, written on the wall right by the entrance.

WELCOME TO THE CAGE

we encourage you to explore your kinks and discover yourself. However, you must abide by our commandments:

1: CONSENT IS KEY

this is not Fifty Shades of Grey and you are not douche Christian Grey. Respect boundaries

2: No Fucking in the Lounge

If you're feeling frisky ask for a private room

3: No Social Media

This is a private club. Many members are professionals in their every day life. Respect their privacy

4: No Fighting

You will be banned immediately and indefinitely

5: Have Fun

This is a safe space, you're with like minded people. Enjoy yourself, experiment and let loose

Seems simple enough. Lucinda thought as Bitty lead her to the bar. She could feel eyes on her as they walked, men and women looking her up and down. Bitty had let her borrow a simple and conservative black dress that left much to the imagination. But that was part of the fun as Bitty had said.

"I'm so glad you decided to come out tonight. I love goin to the club with you but this is my place." Lucinda smiled. Bitty and her were total opposites, Bitty was a kink queen. Ropes, chains, whips, outside of the office they worked at she was a Domme. She thrived in places like this. Whilst every hookup Lucinda had ever had was pretty vanilla. She tried choking once and didn't like it. Bitty said the guy didn't do it right.

"What do we do." She asked as her friend ordered them some shots. The bartender passed the clear liquid to them and they downed it quickly with no chaser. Bitty gasped, shaking her head.

"Chat. Talk to people. It's fun. But if someone cuts you off don't be offended. Some are subs with their doms and they have rules. Others are looking for a specific type, just depends. But everyone is cool." Lucinda nodded, she wasn't much of a talker but she did promise to have a good night. Bitty cleared her throat, standing from her chair and straightening her dress.

"My sub is here," Lucinda turned to see a well built man with dark skin and bright brown eyes standing in the entryway, looking at Bitty. "You okay if I go to a private for a bit?" Lucinda forced a smile.

"Sure," she said awkwardly. "Have fun."

Lucinda watched Bitty walk over to the man, take his hand and lead him away, looking over her shoulder to wink at her friend as she went. Lucinda sighed, drumming her fingers against the bar.

"Can I get you another?" Lucinda jumped. She turned to see a man, quite a few inches taller than her, leaning against the bar. He had curly brown hair and bright, beautiful green eyes.

"Sure," she said, clearing her throat. He smiled, he could tell she was nervous.

"First time?" He asked. His voice was calm and warm, a deep British accent accentuating every word he said.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Okay, okay. Do you know what you're into?" She shook her head as he handed her, her second shot.

"Not really. My best friend and roommate is a Domme. She just went in the back with her Sub. But I promised I'd try the club out." He said nothing, his eyes just trailing over her body, taking her in. He made her feel small. "I um....I've been choked before....but it felt like he was crushing my windpipe so I never tried it again." The man raised his eyebrow at her, making her feel even more nervous. "I don't know why I told you that."

"It's alright." He smiled again, she noticed a dimple imprinted in his cheek. He was extremely handsome. "He must not have done it right." The man raised his hand, "may I?" Lucinda nodded before she could stop herself. He chuckled. "I need you to use your words pet." Pet. That one word, uttered by this stranger made her insides turn.

"Y-yes." He patted her cheek gently.

"Good girl." His hand closed around her throat, but he didn't squeeze the way her ex had. His hand touches her carotid artery on either side of her neck. He squeezes gently.

She gasps, it's a head rush, she can feel her pulse in her head as the bloodflow is restricted. Her eyes roll back and he growls, it's low but it only makes her stomach flutter even more. He let's her go.

"How did that feel?" He asked her.

"Really.....really good." She said breathlessly. "My ex definitely didn't know what he was doing." The man chuckled, running a hand through his hair.

"I could show you more....I'm looking for a new submissive. If you're interested, I'd love to show you just how good it could feel and be."

"Like Fifty Shades?" The man snorted.

"Don't insult me little girl. No. Christian Grey wasn't a Dom....I don't know what he was. But not a Dom." She bit her lip, looking away from him, only to have her eyes dart back up when he spoke again. "I want to bite that lip." He said in a low pure, watching as he lips parted and she let out a soft gasp.

"I...I've never...." he nodded understanding.

"I get it. You're new to all of this. We could take it slow. Explore. If it's not your thing, you can leave at any time."

"There's no contract?"

"There can be....there are. But don't worry about that right now. If you're new to the life it's important to take it easy...If you'll let me, I'd love to be the one to break you in." His eyes were darkening and she shivered at his words. He leaned forward, brushing her hair off her shoulder. "I wanted you the second I saw you little girl. You look like you could be the sweetest little thing and you're already such a good girl." She felt herself leaning into his touch, her breathing heavy as his breath fanned over her neck.

"What's your name?" She asked. He placed his hand on her arm, wrapping it around her wrist, she wasn't sure if it was to stakw some sort of claim, but she liked the idea.

"I'm Harry." He said softly. "And you are?" She couldn't concentrate.

"L..Lucinda."

"Lucinda...." her name rolled off his tongue easily, a cocky smirk on his face as he fondled the necklace, his fingers brushing against her skin and giving her goosebumps. "Seems like the Gods are smiling on me."

"You believe in God?" she asked, her heart pounding, face flushed. He hooked his finger in the necklace, pulling her closer.

"No....but if I did, I do believe I've been blessed, mi amore." his lips brushed against her ear, causing her body to vibrate. "Will you let me give you a test run? Let you see what I can do and then....if you like it, we can go from there." she looked up into his eyes, the emerald color nearly outshone by the darkness of his pupils, or maybe it was his soul. "What do you say?" Lucinda bit her lip again, she watched his nostrils flare and his eyebrow twitch when she did.

"I think...." fuck it. She hadn't been laid in over a year and she had promised Bitty she would try to have fun

And if he was horrible she could just leave and never see him again. "I think I want to see what you can do." She licked her lips. "What it would be like....with you."

He grinned. It was beautiful. He threaded his fingers through hers, pulling her away from the bar.

"Come with me pet. You've so much to learn."

#harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #solo harry #hs fandom #hs imagine #hs fanfic #hs2 #hs1

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fyrapartnersearch · 4 years ago

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Sci-fi shenanigans!

Hello ladies, gents and fellow rpers. After having a writing blast and seeing how I’ve got room for some more partners I’ve decided to come back in search of some partners who are interested in what I’m looking for.I’ve got a good ten or so odd years of rping experience under my belt but any potential partners do not necessarily have to have the same experience, they simply need to fit under these three things: -third person only with correct spelling, grammar and punctuation. - at least one small (no less than seven lines) paragraph per post as well as being willing to write more if the situation calls for it. Please do not contact me intending to give me only small paragraphs with each response as the above is simply the bare minimum I’ll accept if there’s not much going on in the rp that warrants a full paragraph. -no one liners, one worders, script talk, poorly written sentences or just laziness in general. This isn’t terribly much to ask for as picky as it sounds. An important thing I shall mention is that NSFW (i don’t fade to black nor do I care when the smut happens. Just please don’t leave me once the smut has happened like lots of people seem to unfortunately do) and dark themes are a thing that occur in all my rp’s so I require you to at least be eighteen before you reach out to me. I will not accept anyone younger than 18 since I myself am in my early twenties. Underaged characters are also a no go as well. Please know that I’m in the eastern Australian time zone but almost any time zone Is compatible for me as I am awake at very odd hours. Another important thing I shall add is that you must be able to post at least once or more a day and if I don’t get any response after two weeks then I shall simply move on (only exception is if you notify me beforehand as to why you may not be able to post for a while. I’m not that vicious). I only rp as male characters, as it’s simply my preference, but I will do either MxM or MxF pairings. I will not double and I do not play multiple characters. I don’t do sub/dom dynamics when it comes to any aspect of the relationship. My characters are also non human (they’re aliens since this is a sci-fi rp after all) but what species your character is doesn’t matter to me at all as long as it’s not some god modded Mary Sue. Please remember that alien simply means a creature not from earth. Aliens can have fur, scales, feathers, etc, depending on where they come from. An alien with fur or scalies is not a furry or a scalie and please do not refer to them as such as it’s rude to label someone’s character as something they’re not. I will not write with someone who will insist that the theory of chimpanzees and humans unable to crossbreed should apply to hybrid characters regardless of whether they’re alien/alien or human/alien. This is fiction, not reality. Please also do not control my characters or dictate their actions. My characters are also premade and only have descriptions, I don’t do face claims or pics. I also do not care if you make a character up on the spot. Please remember that this is a sci-fi rp and that I will not accept requests to do fandoms or any genre that doesn’t fit within the category of sci-fi.i will not accept a character that has no place in a sci-fi rp either like a dragon,harpy,demon, elf or some other fantasy creature. I do have a few ideas and I’ve listed them down below: Space criminals and the law: *humans and aliens have been living amongst each other side by side ever since humanity dared to venture beyond the Milky Way and made first contact with aliens. With the solar system no longer being man’s only playground other planets were quickly colonised under the new alliance between extraterrestrials and Homo sapiens. Whether you were an alien, human or a hybrid did not matter in the known galaxies. All that mattered was who you were. Not everyone took to the integration very well (there were numerous protests on both sides) but most people were willing to share in the hopes of peace. Not everyone had good intentions though……* Trouble in the alien kingdom: *the planet of (insert generic planet name here) was one of prosperity, hardship and wealth. The kingdom of (insert generic kingdom name here) was ruled by a king and a queen whose heir was betrothed to a rival planet in the hopes that a political marriage would prevent another war from happening. Only problem was that no one could see the rival planets true plans….all but one. Unfortunately no ones going to listen to a deranged commoner who probably may not even be telling the truth. What’s one to do when no one will listen?* Exile: *The wind howled as thunder crashed and shrieked all around the abandoned cargo ship. Rain pelted the metal hull, turning the ground into a cold, treacherously slippery and muddy shallow river. The ship itself had crashed into the planet countless centuries ago and was slowly being reclaimed by the environment. Plants grew from cracks in the floor as moss and vines decorated the walls. A figure sat miserably hunched in what was once the cockpit of the ship, their only shelter from the raging elements outside but not from the storm that raged inside of them. The figure leapt to their feet as the sounds of footsteps in the mud drew closer and they held their breath. Who would dare to venture out here on such a miserable night?* War of the worlds: *humans and aliens were never meant to coexist peacefully with one another. There was too much fear, Too much misinformation and too much bias on both sides for such a thing to have ever been successful. It was the humans fault that the war had started. They were the ones who’d shot down the alien ship that had been packed with specially chosen diplomats that represented each alien race known to the galaxies they dwelled in that had been on their way to earth to negotiate a truce and a plan for peace. They hadn’t even hesitated to shoot the ship full of aliens yet they’d been surprised when war had been declared on the spot. Two races. Two worlds so different yet the same fighting one another for what was either a mistake or intentional murder.* Rehab: *The UGWP alliance (unite the galaxies for the protection of all worlds and for peace alliance) portrayed themselves as calm, charismatic and kind men and women who held only the thoughts of a life together with all species living happily together. They advertised campaigns for inter species jobs, provided information to the public about human/alien interactions and encouraged diversity amongst planets. Their rehabilitation program for troublesome fellows was considered to be a god send to try and cut down on the amount of space related crimes. No one ever questioned what went on beyond the closed doors to the facility, if they did, the UGWP would have their darkest secrets revealed. Something they strove to keep under wraps. When the arrival of a particularly wild prisoner occurs, the threat of their first failure and first escaped prisoner is lurking around the corner.* (Important point of notice: in this rp idea I’d be playing said prisoner, I don’t mind if you choose to be one as well.) Academy days: *the galaxy alliance and military defence force academy was one of the most respected training academies in the known galaxies. Men, women, aliens, humans and all of those who were in between went there to study, train and, one day if they passed the mentally, emotionally and physically gruelling years of tests, fly and be put in their own squadron. There were approximately six spots to fill on any team and the cadet who suited that spot the most would be given the title of pilot, squad leader, second in command, engineer, gunner and navigator. Each team was similar but unique in what they did. Not everyone gets along though and rivalries grow high during that delicate time between graduating and being put on a team. What happens when the top student and the lonesome outcast with a temper clashes?* Captured: *Space criminals have been around ever since advanced technology allowed others to travel and live in space as if they were living anywhere else. They’re often cunning, tricky to catch and more often than not are clever at disguising themselves whenever those wanted posters come up. It takes skill to be on the wrong side of space law and true talent to get away with it. The galaxy's current most wanted man has finally been captured by an alliance captain and his crew. Will he beg for mercy? Will he be given a trial before being thrown into a cell to rot or will he be given a chance to turn himself around with some hard labour?* (Important point of notice: I’ll be playing the criminal for this one. You will be the alliance captain) Enslaved: *imagine living the life of one of the most successful people on the run that could exist. Galaxies trembled at your name. You and your crew swam in wealth and the going was good. Mutiny, sadly and sometimes not sadly, exists on its own accord. One man reflected on this as he was forced to his feet. A collar attached to a chain and electromagnetic handcuffs prevented his escape as he stood for all those who cared to glance as they walked by in the market to see. No one wants to have their only life’s purpose to be to serve another......only sometimes people don’t get that choice.* (Important point of notice: I’ll be playing the slave/servant. You’ll be the master/mistress.) Sooooo..... about those pairings. What is in Bold is what I’m going to play if we choose the scenario: 1: enemies to lovers or rivals. 2: **captured criminal** x prison guard or other prisoner. 3: two soldiers from seperate sides falling in love. 4: **academies bad boy** x top student 5: **low ranking ship crew member/second in command/captured space criminal** x captain. 6: **commoner/rogue/street rat** x prince/princess. 7: **slave/servant** x master/mistress. 8: army superior x **lower ranking soldier**. PLEASE DO NOT APPROACH ME IF: 1: YOU GHOST AT THE DROP OF A HAT. 2: YOU ARE NOT WILLING TO PUT EFFORT IN TO MEET MY REQUIREMENTS. I’m open to discussing and potentially mixing these ideas up till we get something that we both like. If you want to learn more about a certain idea tell me the name and I shall expand on it. The only platforms I rp on are discord,telegram,email and google hangouts. I will not rp on any other platform other than the ones listed. If you do not have any of those then unfortunately we cannot rp. When you reach out to me requesting for an rp please In the opening message tell me what idea you liked, why you liked it, give me a little introduction about you and you must put 123 somewhere in your message so that I know you’ve read all of my post, don’t just put “hi wanna rp”. Make it interesting. I look forwards to meeting potential partners. My contacts Discord: tiberionsunsconqourer#6187 Telegram: Tiberionwars Email and hangouts: [email protected]

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weirdconnections · 5 years ago

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On Finn, Poe and Rey(lo) - TROS aftermath

I’m writing this post because I’m a Reylo shipper and I’m tired of receiving hate from the Stormpilot/Finnrey shippers who say Reylos don’t care about Poe and Finn.

I’m gonna be 100% honest and tell you that I didn’t even ship reylo until after TLJ. My first ship for this new trilogy was Stormpilot and I was completely sold on it from The Force Awakens. And I also believed prior to watching TFA that Finn would be the new generation Jedi of this trilogy and the protagonist of this story.

I was not disappointed to learn that Rey was the new Jedi because I loved the idea of finally exploring a female Jedi, but I was kinda disappointed to learn that Finn had no apparent connections to the force.

This being said, the one thing I love about TROS is that they made Finn force sensitive canon, which is something TFA clearly set up and in The Last Jedi we didn’t get a chance to explore it much.

With that in mind, TLJ surprised me a lot, and even though Reylo was the surprise I loved the most, I hated how they made Rose Finn’s love interest as a way o putting Stormpilot on a grave once and for all. In spite of this, TLJ helped establish some great character arcs for Finn and Poe which defined their objectives and goals for the next movie.

Going into TROS I was totally sold on Reylo but I was still longing for Stormpilot. Even though I knew that Disney would not make it canon or even hint at a romantic relationship between the two, I still had hopes that this would be a satisfying movie in terms of exploring the trio’s relationship, and that it would be interesting to see their dynamic now that Finn had a concrete purpose on the narrative which diverged totally from what we thought he had before. He was no longer in the game to either help Poe or Rey, he was in it for himself and he truly believed the rebellion’s cause.

I was excited to see the trio’s relationship grow and to see how profound their bond was now that over a year had passed after the events of TLJ. This was something that disappointed me a lot in TROS. The first scene between the three of them is very good example on how this movie failed completely at making us invested in their friendship. Rey cannot stand Poe’s imperative and impulsive decisions and Finn is simply stuck in the middle because he had nowhere else to be.

Finn doesn’t have any agency in this movie, his sole purpose is to go along with everything Poe and Rey say. The scene where Poe makes him general is great but also makes me angry that Finn is only promoted when Poe has no one else to turn to. And here’s where I think JJ failed the most with these characters:

The Last Jedi established that Poe could be a great leader If he only put his mind into strategy instead of impulsiveness and if he allowed others to share their ideas for a better solution instead of following his own gut and blowing stuff up just because.

Finn on the other hand learned that war is a double edged sword and you can’t fight something without the purpose of saving what you love because then you are not better than the bad guys and you are simply participating in a system designed to exploit and inflict suffering on others, justified by whatever side you’re on.

Both of these characters had massive potential in becoming great heroes, alongside Rey, who finally becomes a powerful Jedi and who is now ready to fight for the Resistance. Finn should have been Poe’s voice of reason, advising him on battles and thinking of ways to enlist rebel Stormtroopers such as him to improve the Resistance’s numbers in the process.

Honestly, I loved Jannah but I felt that she should have appeared much earlier in the story and that Finn should have been the one to introduce her and the other Stormtrooper defectors. A whole year passed and what had Finn been up to? Oh yeah, he was stuck in the middle of Poe and Rey’s childish spats.

As for Poe I believe this character was simply badly written and he could have filled the same purpose on TROS without treating Rey like rebellious child who wants to play with magic instead of picking up a gun. Not to mention and they could have had a great friendship, since Poe was basically Leia’s second in command and I do not believe for a second she wouldn’t have explained to him how important was Rey’s training and how they could have strategized the Resistance moves way better with that in mind.

The scene where Rey tells them she knows how to find Exegol could have been 10x better if Poe had given us an indication of having had previous conversations with Rey about the Jedi and how they always helped in saving the f*cking Galaxy from evil. So he would throw in a “May the force be with us” line and you would know that these characters not only grew closer during the year that passed but that they also understand and respect each other. And the scene where Poe wants to leave Rey behind would not have existed at all because both Poe and Finn would have been shouting her name, worried for their friend’s safety going up against Kylo Ren, and the only reason he’d wanna leave would be because Finn (as the voice of reason) would have told him reluctantly that they had no other choice but to trust she would be able to handle herself, so they could go back to base. It would have given the scene a lot more emotional weight. And it would have prevented Finn from seeming like a lost puppy by shouting Rey’s name whenever he had the chance to.

So yeah I ship both Reylo and Stormpilot. I respect Finnrey.

I think TROS was very dissatisfying in terms of how they handled Finn and Poe’s characters.

Finn deserved so much better as a character that was set up to be one of the main protagonists. He simply was not written this way at all. It feels like they simply didn’t care enough to give him a relevant plot within the movie which is infuriating because it would have been goddamn easy to link him with Jannah. And if they were going to rub in our faces that Stormpilot could never ever happen might as well have given him a love subplot with her, and I would have been fine with it because at least it would have given his character more depth. Not to mention the great stormtrooper desertor’s cause that he could have been the leader of.

As for Poe, I would have loved to see him care more about Rey and to have more understanding of how the Jedi always influenced the previous and current wars. Leia was sister to Luke Skywalker, the myth, the legend. You cannot tell me Poe would not have been interested in knowing more about the force with blatant evidence to confirm that the Dark Side always represented the oppressive regime the Resistance/Light Side fought against. It would have been great to see this as a part of their strategy not only because Rey was the one with the secret Jedi texts that led them to Exegol but because he also had faith in the force and learned to trust in it and much as in his X-wing canons. This would have made Leia so proud because it was exactly was she was trying to teach him in the previous movie.

That’s my take on the trio and TROS, guys.

Let me know your own thoughts!

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1milzine · 5 years ago

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Favorite Rarepairs!

@sacchariwrites said: One of my favorite rarepairs is EraserCloud because have you read the manga recently? *gross sobbing* They cared for each other so much. ;_;

Mod Muse: What a big mood, Sacchari! What. A. Big. Mood. You definitely aren’t alone in being bogged down by feels over those two.

Mod Echo is crying in this club right now.

@elf-tastingtheadventure said: Current favourite 'rarepair': Overhaul & Chronostasis

Mod Muse: Nice! Unfortunately, this ship does not qualify to be in the zine itself, but I can certainly see why you would ship it! Leader/Second-In-Command ships tend to be very enjoyable.

Mod Echo: I like this one too. ❤️ Glad to see so many villain stans--I’m excited to see what people come up with the zine itself...

@robealafrancaise said: My favorite rarepair is TodoShinDeku! Shipping my favorite characters together is a lot of fun, and I really enjoy the dynamic. Shinsou and Todoroki have a lot in common (they didn't come here to make friends), and Izuku has a lot of love and affection to offer! ❤💙💜💚

Mod Muse: You make a good argument for them! I’m glad we decided to accept polyships, because this sounds like a lot of fun.

Mod Echo: All I’m seeing here is three characters who couldn’t be more deserving of love and a stable relationship. So many good boys and good ships! ToT

Anon said: My all-time fav rarepair in this series has to be Monochako (Monoma/Ochako). Even back in the sports fest, he was already noticing her in her match vs. Bakugo, so I feel like he’d grow to be one of her biggest fans. And Ocha can read people’s feelings, like w Bakugo in the omake and Tsu in the dorm room scene, so if anyone can look past Monoma’s dickishness and see his good sides, it’d be her. I just see so much potential in this ship, and that’s why I love it so much!

Mod Muse: Oh man. I’ve never heard of this ship before, but you make it sound like something that would work very well. You clearly have the characters down pact! That’s honestly one of my favorite things about rarepairs - the shippers tend to put a lot of thought into the characters and have a solid understanding of them and you can tell.

Mod Echo: Signed, sealed, approved, count me in. I feel like Ochako would make a great match for Monoma’s antics since she’d just let it all roll right off her back. Love it!

Anon said: MonoBaku! Tbh I like angst-heavy recovery fics, and the pair seems perfect for that genre. They both can have some pretty heavy issues that they can work through together. And who doesn't love a good enemies to lovers gig?

Mod Muse: Lots of Monoma love in this post! I love it! You are certainly correct on all accounts, and enemies to lovers is addictive content indeed.

Mod Echo: This one too! Monoma’s phantom thief theme is too cool and every ship with him is under-rated. ~~And I know said angst, but why am I reminded of Tom and Jerry for some reason??~~

Anon said: Some rarepairs that I like are minajirou, todokiri, many ot3 djjfjf and such

Mod Muse: More ships that I hadn’t thought of, but definitely sound like fun! Minajirou in particular sounds like a blast.

Mod Echo: Kirishima would make a good match up for Todoroki, since he seems pretty impervious to fire and maybe even ice... I could definitely see these two gaining a lot from interacting with each other more. And MinaJirou is just... yes please! Ladies of the BakuSquad gotta stick together!!

Anon said: i absolutely love LOVE bakugou x toga (bakutoga) i just feel as if their personalities are a fun dynamic!! a hardass and a softie (kinda) are one of my favorite character dynamics :)

Mod Muse: You’re r i g h t. It’s even more fun when the hardass is a hero and the softie is a villain! Also, lots of enemies to lovers content for Bakugou today! He is good for it, isn’t he?

Mod Echo: Horikoshi!! Show us the forbidden Bakugou and Toga interaction after the training camp kidnapping!! Why are you holding out on us?!

@pinkdiamondprince said: Are you still asking for favorites? My favorite rarepairs are Shoujiida, two selfless heroes and comrades, and ShoujixShiozaki, a sweet gal and a scary-looking but sweet gentleman.

Mod Muse: Oooh, these all sound like sweet, wholesome ships with interesting dynamics. The sort of ships I look for for that good fluffy content!

Mod Echo: This ask is galaxy brain level. I never thought of Shouji/Shiozaki but you’re so right. I can totally see them getting along great and being an adorable ship! So many great ships here, I’m dying...

Thank you for submitting your favorite rarepairs! It’s been a blast reading through them and seeing all the variety!

#bnha ships #rarepairs #(minor) Announcement

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Could you do Edelgard x Dimitri? I think they would be really acute!

so…e3, huh?

but yes!! i think so too! they were my first fe3h ship (ever since last e3; wow, we’ve come full circle), and even though i initially got some of their personality traits switched around, i’m pleased that they still have an interesting dynamic :’)

i wrote headcanons and a scenario for them before too, which i hope you’ll also like

enjoy!

(p.s. this jumped up the queue a few places bc i needed to figure out how in frickle frackle’s name the pre-time skip stuff could lead to fódlan’s goddessforsaken angst. i’ll get back to chronological order after this)

when they first meet, dimitri thinks she’s admirable

he has a lot of respect for her talents and merits, and he’s impressed that she can wield an axe so proficiently despite her short stature

he’s a bit put off by her cool personality and how suspicious she is of everything

but he holds her in high esteem because her abilities and achievements are undeniably unparalleled

as the days go by, this admiration only grows

she’s strong and commanding, but she never abuses her power

strict, but well-meaning

hardworking, elegant, determined, enchanting…

(since when did he start looking for her so much?)

during a strategy meeting, when all three lords and their tacticians are studying a map for the next skirmish

she leans over to reach for something

and he just

freezes

pale eyes

silver hair

the scent of lavender and jasmine

he watches her delicate fingers tuck behind a stray hair as she grabs the papers on the other side of him

and when she straightens up, he lets go of a breath he didn’t realize he was holding

he has no idea what just happened

and it distracts him for the rest of the meeting

he can’t look at her straight in the eye, muttering his farewells before the fumbles his way out

what was…that?

as he slides down the door of his room, he clutches his chest and feels it thump thump thump

cheeks flush

palms sweat

what was that?

the smell of jasmine still permeates his senses

for a short time after that, he avoids her like the plague, trying to make sense of what happened in that meeting

whenever she greets him, he gets tongue-tied and says, “good morning. nice weather we’re having. it’s pretty cloudy. i like clouds”

when they’re in the same room, he stays as far from her as humanely possible

whenever he catches her eye, he whips his head around to talk to the person beside him

“m-marianne, was it? your hair is lovely”

“…thanks?”

all the while screaming inside ‘what is happening????’

she thinks it’s odd, but as long as it doesn’t interfere with anything important, she doesn’t care

which dimitri is thankful for

bc it gives him time to process just what the heck he’s feeling and ask around

“say you feel different around them. like you can’t think straight because they occupy your thoughts, or you second-guess what you should say and do, or your heart hurts and your throat dries up and nothing makes sense anymore and…”

mercedes and sylvain look at each other before saying, “isn’t that because they like them?”

and he goes ‘oh’

then: ‘HUH???’

then: “i have to go”

and he locks himself in his room and overanalyzes every single feeling he has about edelgard and comes to the conclusion that yes, he does, in fact, like her

he likes her

once everything clicks and it dawns on him—it really, really dawns on him—his relief is immeasurable

is he still flustered? yes

alarmed? absolutely

but now that he has a label for whatever this is, he can think of edelgard without thinking he has a problem

the next time he sees her, he’s considerably calmer and a lot brighter

dimitri’s sort of his usual self again

and she chalks up his weirdness to a one-time episode before smiling and saying, “i’m glad you’re back to normal”

dimitri is in awe

a different awe this time

and he says, “me too”

after that, he interacts with her like he’s always done

except maybe a little fonder

his expression softens when he looks at her, there’s a tenderness in his voice

he’s more vocal about his praises and there’s an unmistakable pride in his eyes whenever she does something

edelgard doesn’t quite understand, but it does make her stand straighter

she starts smiling a lot more around him

genuine, like there’s nothing she has to hide

and finds herself looking forward to their conversations

her turning point is the day they get into a debate about troop placements in the next battle

everyone agrees to send out a smaller unit to go around and kill the enemy boss while the main force distracts the larger army

they’ve decided that dimitri will lead the main force; they need to lead a whole troop of cavaliers into the field, so having the most experience on knights, dimitri was the best choice

but they can’t decide who should lead the smaller one

“it’s a dangerous mission so it has to be someone who works well under pressure”

“wouldn’t it make more sense if it’s someone who can go about undetected? if the troop is intercepted, the entire plan falls apart”

“yes, but they also have to keep up unit morale. seeing as how this could make or break the campaign, the soldiers will be nervous…”

edelgard notices that dimitri hasn’t spoken for the entire conversation

as the leader of the main force, she thinks he should have a say in what should happen

so she asks, “dimitri? what do you think?”

and he pauses, quiet, before saying, “i think you should do it”

the room goes into an uproar

“sending a lord on a suicide mission? that’s preposterous…”

“well, he has a point. if you think about it, she would be a good candidate”

“you can’t be seriously entertaining the idea!”

hubert glares at him like he has a death wish

“quiet!” they fall silent. edelgard turns to him, studying his expression

it’s sincere

truthful

and when he stares back at her, she’s almost tempted to agree

but she’d be remiss to not ask for a reason. if it’s dimitri, she knows he’ll have one. “why do you say so?”

“you’re a good commander,” he replies. “no matter what happens, you’ll be able to get it under control”

she crosses her arms. “but i’m not good at sneaking around. they’ll notice me straight away”

“there’s no need to sneak around. if we forgo the original plan, we can charge right through and finish this as quickly as possible”

the murmurs start up again, this time more disagreeable

“what is he thinking?”

“why is he changing it last minute?”

“this suggestion is even more dangerous than the last”

edelgard frowns. “that’s absurd. we can’t overpower the army through sheer force alone. there’s too many of them”

“yes, that’s true. but we’re not drawing out the battle. we just need you to defeat the commander as soon as possible. as soon as we engage the army, you’ll break off and head straight to kill the target. i’ll distract them for as long as you need”

“you can’t guarantee that you will. there are so many things that could go wrong. you know that if i fail, there’s a chance that you’ll die, right?”

“i know”

“so why suggest it?”

he looks at her with all seriousness and says, “because i trust you”

her eyes widen

and she’s quiet for a moment before she scowls. “no, we’re not going through with that”

“but—”

“i said no”

there’s a tense silence

at this point, claude intercepts for damage control and volunteers to be the smaller force’s leader for their original plan, since he has both the sneakiness and the authority

with that, the meeting is over

but as they pack up their things, edelgard heads over to dimitri, fists balled up, and says, “be more mindful of yourself. you’re the prince of faerghus. aren’t you aware of the consequences if you get hurt?”

(why is she so angry?)

(is it because he’s all but implied that he’d entrust his life to her—?)

he just smiles. “it’s okay. i have faith in you”

and she jolts, like lightning strikes her

(now he’s said it)

(he’s willing to die by her hands)

frustrated, she storms out of the room without looking back

she spends the rest of the day mulling around, trashing the training dummies, and stabbing her food with more force than needed

and when she lies down on her bed, thinking back to what happened, she comes to an understanding that dimitri is important to her

very, very important to her

she’s quick to realize she likes him

and when she does, she tries to ignore it to the best of her abilities

it won’t end well, she thinks

she should end it just as quickly as it started

because when her heart patters when she thinks of him, his stupid grin, and his unequivocal trust in her, she knows things can only go wrong

so during subsequent interlord meetings, she acts as if nothing’s changed

(all the while sneaking glances as subtly as she can)

(and leaning in every time he talks)

(and fighting a smile whenever he compliments her for her excellent ideas)

they never confess

being heirs to their respective nations, they know their relationship would never go anywhere

and they leave the academy never learning of the other’s feelings

(but they hope that maybe)

(just maybe)

(there’ll come a time in the future where they can be honest with themselves)

[asks are open!]

#fire emblem three houses #fe16 #fe3h #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #edelgard von hresvelg #asks #headcanons #scenarios #anon #prerelease

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