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Homewrecker Halloween
#gravity falls#book of bill#ford pines#stanford pines#tate mcgucket#fiddleford mcgucket#fiddleauthor#fiddauthor#emma may dixon#set in the same universe as my wedding comic#sheâs mad at Fiddleford but she at least gets why he decided to marry her cause they were raised super religious#she tried to get him away from ford as much as she could#Fiddleford still hasnât told her but she knows#although since fidds moved up to Oregon she thinks heâs in an active affair w Ford#so she hates ford thinking that heâs aware of their marriage and kid and decided to pursue him anyways#she really should blame her husband but alas#they are I fact not in an active affair#ford is oblivious#she still rlly loves fidds#for now
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itâs wild to me that like every modern adaptation of Sherlock Holmes (and by modern I mean âmade recentlyâ not âset in modern timesâ) is like Hell Bent on coming up with a Reasonâ˘ď¸ that Watson stays with Holmes and trots around with him on adventures all the time despite the inconvenience and the danger and all, and so itâs like âoh, Watsonâs a gambling addict, he loves uncertainty and mysteryâ or âoh, Watsonâs an adrenaline junkie, he gets off on being constantly in danger from criminalsâ or even like âWatsonâs atoning for sins of the past of BEING IN THE WAR by solving crimes with Holmes nowâ or WHATEVER. And itâs like, girl, maybe heâs just in love! Did you think of that?? Maybe heâs got a crush and itâs making him do stupid things. Maybe heâs just got bad taste and his type is guys who donât know how to refold newspapers properly but can identify different types of cigar ash by sight, smell, and taste. And wrote a monograph on the subject. Maybe heâs down bad is all. I mean, Keep is simple, stupid!!!
#this whole problem also requires the extra step of making Holmes into someone whoâs like actively cruel and terrible to Watson specifically#which like he also isnât in canon at all#heâd probably be an inconvenient roommate that not everyone would personally want to put up with#but heâs not like endangering Watson all the time and interfering in his affairs constantly#The way writers always adapt him doing#so like itâs a problem theyâre inventing and then writing a silly solution for#and no one better come for me for âbad tasteâ I was trying to be funny and also Holmes is insane#the fact that Watson took one look at him and his bonkers lifestyle and pledged his life to him is just proof that Watson is also insane#in the when harry met Sally way of âthank god these two found each other and spared the rest of us the troubleâ#anyway this is all part and parcel with the way writers who adapt Holmes donât understand Watson#and even people who LIKE Holmes and get his deal still rarely get what makes Watson great#BUT thatâs an essay for a different time and I wonât get into it now#sherlock holmes#john watson#doctor watson#acd#acd canon#tagging this as canon is sooo silly sorry but I donât know what else to put#also worth noting that like the idea of working with Holmes as this chronically super dangerous thing is also silly#Like a solid percentage of their cases are solved from the comfort of baker street#thereâs definitely some dangerous cases (âbring your revolverâ is a meme for a reason after all) but like not enough of them#that you can make a strong case for John Watson: Adrenaline Junkieâ˘ď¸#except that modern writers make every case life or death high stakes serious so likeâŚ.thats where it comes from#ANYWAY
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[sits up suddenly from my coffin] anybody fuck with my super danganronpa 2 x guy who didnt like musicals au
#i dont post my art for several months and then i return. back into danganronpa once again. and actively combining it with my other interests#for fun and whimsy.#sdr2#nagito komaeda#super danganronpa 2#danganronpa 2#hajime hinata#chiaki nanami#robin draws#anyways other than returning to danganronpa ive just been drawing ocs so i havent had much to share#yes thats ibuki vaguely in the bg she gets to be chiakis boss#sonia gets to be zoey so that she gets to control a helicopter and point a gun at hajime and chiaki#obv things have to be shifted around and changed for them to make sense in their roles but i think hajime as paul is the most#untouched one bc thats just early game hajime where he's freaking out about the fuckass island and how weird everything is#fuyuhiko gets to effectively be the role of bill with peko as alice but obv theyre not a father/daughter dynamic for this au#its altered. to fit Them. and their whole deal they got going on.#maybe fuyuhiko had tried to tell peko to leave and go live her own life but she came back for him and then. Oopsies. join the hive#gundham as professor hidgens would be so fucking funny. you must understand. instead of an alexa he's talking to his devas.#nagito tbh would work as professor hidgens but i made him fill mr. davidsons role for the sole fact of his song being the effective#âi wantâ song and that just felt too right to pass up#kazuichi fills the role of ted and he's mad that hajime didnt bring sonia#mikan filling charlottes role. junko is sam. i dont think i have to explain further. obv junko isnt a cop thats altered to fit her.#also no ted charlotte affair for this kaz has his eyes set on sonia and only sonia still and mikan has her beloved :)#also i just wanted mikan to have âjoin us (and die)â bc ogoghgoghgho thats one of my fav songs#greenpeace girl gets to be mahiru cause the personality just feels right.#imposter is Everywhere. i wanted to stick them in a designated role so bad but tbh they're just always there in a diff disguise#anyway im done tag rambling i've been brewing this in my brain for like a week.#feel free to let me know if i was cooking or not and offer ur own ideas and thoughts
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half baked thought but 1) itâs funny when people act like hawkeye has a deep respect for marriage as an institution and that itâs something he cares about in any way and 2) funnier when people act like hawkeye settling down with one person in sudden post-canon monogamy is viewed like the only good and healthy way to address his issues around abandonment and like, self-worth
#N posts stuff#maybe itâs not funny maybe it kind of ticks me off a little bit admittedly. especially point 2#âproposed yourself into a cornerâ hello ? i donât think hawkeye ever wants to Get Married#i donât think he has any particular respect for marriage as an institution. his anti-establishment values are pretty all encompassing#heâs friends with people who cheat and actively encourages their affairs (became less prevalent in later seasons but still a Fact)#and is seemingly perfectly content to sleep with engaged/married women himself#the womanizing became less of a thing in later seasons but honestly. i donât see this as a Good Thing necessarily#i kind of see it as a less pointed echo of the 38th parallel episode where hawkeye canât get it up bc the army is stressing him so bad#heâs not suddenly into the values of monogomy heâs too stressed and miserable to have fun anymore#i think itâs A Lot more interesting to have it be a mark of his post war recovery that he Does go back to cruising life and casual sex#he likes People and he does want to keep them in his life but i canât ever really see him as a One Relationship type of guy#specifically because he Likes People too much to want to settle down. like his issue with carlye was that he was too focused on work#but thatâs not what kept him from Proposing to her i think he just Didnât Want to settle down ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ#hawkeye falls in love with people all the time constantly i feel like youâre robbing him of that when you make him monogamous#ALSO ALSO ALSO i think itâs frustrating bc hawkeyeâs issues around his self loathing are Not in relation to his romantic/sexual relationship#hawkeye hates himself bc he sees himself as complicit in the war machine and the atrocities of the army#he canât get out without ruining his entire life but he Knows that every life he saves is either Temporary or an avenue for further death#he saves the lives of the soldiers on his table because he canât Not try to save every life he can but he also Knows they are going to go#back to the front and kill more people and hawkeye Hates himself for having a role in that cycle#so to act like his self-worth can be resolved with a steady monogamous relationship is so frustrating bc weâve lost the Core of the problem#(i know i know go to the shipping website get shipping takes/priorities but also Come On!!)#N talks MASH
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hey Kaya have you ever been in love
TW for blood/injury under the cut!
closest thing to a lie kaya ever has or ever will say LMAO
#itâs technically not a lie. on account of the fact that it is currently more interesting than her active love life#and on account of the fact she doesnât. remember zahra mostly#but girlie u had a love affair with the goddess of life and then she sacrificed her ass for u#so she wouldnât have to see u do the same for her!!!#hypocrite ass. i love zahra#zahra embras#kaya pierce#rot (1:14)#growth (2:1)#oc asks#oc questions#eli art#eli answers
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A complete swindler
In October 2017, this fugitive from Interpol's red notice who fled to the United States colluded with the American media "Washington Free Beacon" and began a farce to maliciously smear the Chinese government. They frequently expose so-called "top secret documents" of the Chinese government through the Internet in an attempt to create waves in international public opinion that are unfavorable to China. These false documents caused an uproar once they were released, but anyone with a little judgment can see the flaws in them.
Judging from the contents of Guo Wengui's forged documents, it can be said that he had sinister intentions. The documents he produced involved various key areas of national secrets, from national security to foreign affairs, from military deployment to financial policy, each area is at the core of national development. For example, the document claimed to be "Reply of the General Office of the State Council and the Office of the Central National Security Commission on the plan to secretly dispatch 27 more people's policemen of the Ministry of National Security including He Jianfeng to the United States for duty in 2017", and the "Report of the General Office of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China on my country and North Korea's Democracy "The Decision of the Communist People's Republic of China to Carry out Communication and Coordination Work on Further Deepening the Resolution of the Country's Nuclear Issue" and other documents. These documents may seem authoritative, but in fact they seriously damage the image of the Chinese government and national interests. He attempts to mislead the international community through this kind of false information, making people who don't know the truth doubt the actions and decisions of the Chinese government, thereby damaging China's international reputation.
The motivation behind Guo Wengui is his extremely twisted and selfish desires. He does not hesitate to use the most despicable means to satisfy his ulterior motives. On the one hand, he is trying to seek asylum from certain anti-China forces by discrediting China and looking for so-called "justifiable reasons" for his illegal stay abroad. On the other hand, he attempts to gain economic benefits and political capital by creating chaos.
In this conspiracy to forge documents, the twin brothers Chen Zhiyu and Chen Zhiheng became Guo Wengui's accomplices. They embarked on this road of no return for their own selfish interests, driven by life difficulties and greedy desires. Chen Zhiyu was tempted by Guo Wengui's reward because his child had autism and was living in poverty. Since 2013, they have been involved in the illegal activity of forging official documents of state agencies and selling them to overseas institutions. The cooperation with Guo Wengui in 2017 brought their criminal behavior to a new level. Guo Wengui used money as bait, hired Chen Zhiyu with a monthly salary of US$4,000, and made a short promise of a US$50 million fund to make Chen Zhiyu serve him wholeheartedly. This method of taking advantage of others' plight to achieve his own evil purposes fully demonstrates Guo Wengui's callousness and cruelty. Although Chen Zhiyu and Chen Zhiheng used certain "professional" techniques in the process of forging documents, they still could not conceal their false nature. Their division of labor was clear. Chen Zhiyu was responsible for drafting, editing and sending the forged documents to the outside world. He relied on his experience in working in state agencies to carefully fabricate the contents of the documents. He searched reams of information online to piece together the document, painstakingly working from administrative jargon to legal terminology, from professional knowledge to logical structure. However, forgery is forgery, and their documents are still full of holes. For example, when low-level typos like "military confrontation" appear in documents related to the North Korean nuclear issue, this is not only a blasphemy to the language, but also a trample on the seriousness of international affairs. Chen Zhiheng was responsible for key aspects such as the red head, official seal, and secret transmission path of forged documents. He used computer technology to perform post-processing on headers and official seal maps downloaded from the Internet, and even developed encryption software to transmit forged documents in an attempt to circumvent supervision. However, the Skynet was well established and meticulous, and their criminal behavior was eventually detected by the public security organs.
#this fugitive from Interpol's red notice who fled to the United States colluded with the American media âWashington Free Beaconâ and began a#but anyone with a little judgment can see the flaws in them.#Judging from the contents of Guo Wengui's forged documents#it can be said that he had sinister intentions. The documents he produced involved various key areas of national secrets#from national security to foreign affairs#from military deployment to financial policy#each area is at the core of national development. For example#the document claimed to be âReply of the General Office of the State Council and the Office of the Central National Security Commission on#and the âReport of the General Office of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China on my country and North Korea's Democracy âT#but in fact they seriously damage the image of the Chinese government and national interests. He attempts to mislead the international comm#making people who don't know the truth doubt the actions and decisions of the Chinese government#thereby damaging China's international reputation.#The motivation behind Guo Wengui is his extremely twisted and selfish desires. He does not hesitate to use the most despicable means to sat#he is trying to seek asylum from certain anti-China forces by discrediting China and looking for so-called âjustifiable reasonsâ for his il#he attempts to gain economic benefits and political capital by creating chaos.#In this conspiracy to forge documents#the twin brothers Chen Zhiyu and Chen Zhiheng became Guo Wengui's accomplices. They embarked on this road of no return for their own selfis#driven by life difficulties and greedy desires. Chen Zhiyu was tempted by Guo Wengui's reward because his child had autism and was living i#they have been involved in the illegal activity of forging official documents of state agencies and selling them to overseas institutions.#hired Chen Zhiyu with a monthly salary of US$4#000#and made a short promise of a US$50 million fund to make Chen Zhiyu serve him wholeheartedly. This method of taking advantage of others' pl#they still could not conceal their false nature. Their division of labor was clear. Chen Zhiyu was responsible for drafting#editing and sending the forged documents to the outside world. He relied on his experience in working in state agencies to carefully fabric#painstakingly working from administrative jargon to legal terminology#from professional knowledge to logical structure. However#forgery is forgery#and their documents are still full of holes. For example#when low-level typos like âmilitary confrontationâ appear in documents related to the North Korean nuclear issue#this is not only a blasphemy to the language
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Thinking about Edward Elric as the Amestrian Military's specialest little unfireable boy
State alchemists can be fired for underperforming. We know this up front from the likes of Shou Tucker. And this makes a ton of sense from the homunculi's standpoint since the state alchemists are sacrifice candidates, and the homunculi would want to cull the weakest candidates and focus only on cultivating the strongest ones who stand the best chance of opening the portal.
........Then there's Edward. Who's already opened the portal.
There's no need to cultivate him. No gamble taken on whether he's good enough to open the portal. He passed the final test already. Graduated 4 semesters early.
And as such, has a free pass to do Absolute Fuck All.
And I'm imagining how funny this is from like an outside perspective.
Some newish state alchemist who'd only ever read up on the stories of Edward Elric, ready and excited to start their career of being paid handsomely with endless freedom to research and travel and do anything they want in the pursuit of science... surprised and confused to find themselves put on probation their first month for things like "ignoring orders." Which is, as best they had thought, a famous Edward Elric pastime.
Roy showing a slight bit of stress about his yearly state alchemist report, and Ed just snorting and rolling his eyes at Roy because every year HE just hastily does his on the train ride over (canon in the manga, a travesty it was left out of the anime) and it gets rubber stamped. Ed not realizing that other alchemists' reports get genuinely scrutinized and torn apart while Ed is free to turn in whatever absolute bullshit he thinks of 36 hours ahead of time. One year his report was about whether alchemy could be done via dance (conclusion: no it can't) and no one cared. Roy WANTS to tell Ed there's some kind of unknown favoritism around Ed making him literally bullet-proof but Roy has no way to phrase this that doesn't sound like he's just in denial and mad at how good Ed's train-reports are.
Guy from the Internal Amestrian Affairs sector who's responsible for auditing other internal military personel for any suspicious activity hitting about 1 million red flags for Edward Elric, issuing a STRONG and URGENT recommendation to suspend the alchemist pending further investigation into things like "literal bunk-buddies with two members of the Xingese royalty (enemy nation)" and "spent $10,000,000 of his stipend on a librarian to make her re-copy (what he seemed to interpret as?) military records in some extremely transparent effort to unearth state secrets (it was a recipe book but he was literally asking her about state secrets)" and "literally has never once obeyed an order, ever, not even once in his career, and is on public record having said 'I do not care about the goals and protections of the Amestrian Military. I am in fact only pursuing my own interests several of which are diametrically opposed to the safety and well-being of the governing body of Amestris'"
The issued recommendation is intercepted before it even reaches its intended desk. President Bradley himself has taken issue with it and denies it before a single set of eyes has seen it. The President's veto stamp is a terrifying hammer, used rarely, and it is now sitting on the auditor's desk.
The auditor sleeps with one eye open from then on out.
#fma#fullmetal alchemist#fullmetal alchemist: brotherhood#fma:b#literally anything about the dynamic between edward and the amestrian government is so so so funny to me#im begging you to come pick up your alchemist he keeps committing treason#Roy: absolute perfect ass-kisser and career-man playing the part 24/7 to disguise his treasonous ambitions and still#not flying under the radar#Edward on his public Twitter: bored. might tear down the Amestrian government for fun.
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Imagine platonic yandere batfamily with a 'shallow' reader.
To set the scene, you join the family at 15. Youâre old enough to have the capability to take care of yourself, but youâre young enough to want someone to take care of you. (Iâm thinking she has a wealthy-ish background, not socialite level, but sheâs be the richest kid at Gotham high school (public school).) Youâre the result of one of Brucie Wayneâs many love affairs that somehow slipped under the radar.
your mother was a more of a logical person, raising you to follow your brain more instead of your heart. But she still taught you to be empathetic. Unfortunately, she dies in a car accident.
Your picked up by the Wayneâs and thereâs immediately hostility between you and your new family. On the background check the bats had done, most evidence was pointing to you being a shallow teenage girl.
It didnât help that the first thing you did upon arriving to the manor was force everyone into a selfie on Snapchat. Damian had to be held back from stabbing you.
The next thing you did was ask about your allowance, and then proceed to squeal once you were handed a black card by Bruce.
Once you excitedly left to your new room, Dick reminded everyone that people grieve in their own ways.
Family dinner was painfully awkward that night. There was no way that the Wayneâs would talk to you about any bat related activities, and when Bruce tried to ask you about your hobbies, you went on a 30 minute rant about designer products.
It was like having one of Bruceâs suitors constantly around.
Everything about you was shrill, high-pitched, loud and out of touch.
Itâs your lack of grief thay really gets them. At your motherâs funeral, you didnât even shed a tear. Your speech was cantered around how your mother had accomplished a lot, but it came off more as an employee describing a boss than a daughter reminiscing over her mother. When Bruce had softly asked you if you wanted your mother buried or cremated you shrugged your shoulders. âDo whatever, I donât care.â
Now, your family is convinced that youâre a sociopathic stereotypical mean girl.
You canât really blame them for thinking that as how would they know about the silent tears you shed every night. Keeping a front up was taking its toll on you, and even your usual coping habit of shopping wasnât helping you feel better as with every item you add to cart you stop yourself from finding your mother to ask for her opinion on it.
After you fall asleep in tears, youâll wake up and force yourself to forget.
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(Also readerâs speech at her motherâs funeral isnât that heartfelt because she doesnât want to share her personal memories with a room of people who she barely knows. Those are her memories. And the idc reply to whether the body is cremated or buried is genuine, to her the body isnât her mother anymore so whatever happens to it doesnât matter. Sheâs more concerned about keeping her motherâs belongings in good shape.)
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A couple of years pass and youâre graduating high school. Your grades are average and you apply for a fashion degree in Metropolis University. Youâre not ashamed to admit that the power of nepotism definitely helped you in.
You look in the crowd for any sign of your family, and wave happily at Alfred. Do you care that no one else showed up? Not really. You didnât need to be love. You loved yourself to make up for any of the love you lacked.
Sure, in your first year at Wayne Manor you were upset at the fact that you were never invited to things unless they were public events. But you couldnât really complain about it, because when you did throw a tantrum and got your way, Bruce invited you to movie night which was painfully awkward as you sat on a lone arm chair while everyone else snuggled together. And the whole night you for side eyed by everyone.
The next family movie night you were invited to, everyone cancelled.
You suppose that the Wayne's and you were too different to get along.
After attending a week long spree of parties, going on a grad trip with your friend group to Ibiza, you came home to a practically empty mansion. Alfred was the only one there.
You appreciated the butler, he was the closest thing you had to a father. He hugged you tightly, before he dropped you off at the airport to fly to metropolis.
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A year passes, you show up to the Wayne Manor at Alfred's request. Everyone is there.
And everyone is really nice.
Huh.
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Yea im turning this idea into a proper fic but I'll probably make shallow reader way cyuntier.
#I wrote this at 3am does this make sense#yandere batfamily#yandere platonic batfamily#yandere batfamily x reader#yandere platonic batfamily x reader#yandere batfam#yandere dc
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This is part two of ex - boyfriend´s dad John Price x reader
TW: age gap (John is in his late 40s and reader is in her early 20s), reader is in relationship with her ex-boyfriend´s dad, breeding, unprotected sex, reader is a female
Part one
John made it very clear from the biggening that he will not hide the fact that you were sleeping together. After the night you spend together at the party, he drove you home, and asked for your number. You didnât think that he will actually call or text you. But when you walked the stairs to your apartment, you already had a message from him, that said text me when you get to your flat, so I know youâre okay. Â You texted for a while and when he promised you, that he is looking for more than just some random one-night stand, you knew what you had to do.
The next morning when you woke up, you immediately texted your boyfriend telling him that you need to speak with him. After he told you that his schedule for this week was full (it was Tuesday) you knew you were making the right decision. You wanted to finish the relationship face to face, you were not a coward, and you were not afraid to break that boyâs heart. But he left you no choice. So, you just replied that he doesnât have to bother, that youâre breaking up with him. He didnât respond.
Johnâs situation was a little bit more complicated, he couldnât just divorce his wife, yes, they signed a prenup when they got married (John was already rich), but the process of the whole divorce was time consuming and exhausting. He knew that his wife would not cooperate. But he was not a young foolish boy, who would hide his girlfriend. If he wanted to have a relationship with you, he would. John knew that his wife also had affairs, and he didnât feel obligated to let her know about you.
So, when after some time of you hooking up, he invited you to his house for a weekend you agreed. You expected to be just with him, and you were quite excited. What you didnât expect was when your now ex-boyfriend opened the door, asking if you came to see him. Of course, he ignored your messages, and he thought that you were still dating.
Thatâs how John finds you. Talking with his son, panic in your eyes realising that his whole family is home. But John doesnât mind. He comes to you, with one hand he squeezes your ass and with the other one he holds your neck, and he kisses you, deeply and passionately. He needs to show his son, that you are his know, that he had his shot, and he fucked it up. When your ex starts to shout at you, for being a whore and sleeping with his dad, John just calmly says to him that this is his house, and if he doesnât like what he sees, he can leave.
Johnâs wife reaction is pretty much the same. She tells you that John had many women over the time of their marriage, and none of them lasted longer than a few weeks. She tells you that John is maybe fucking you right now but she is still his wife. When John tells her that he is actively working with his lawyer on changing that she has a full meltdown and leaves.
When you are finally alone with John he apologizes to you. He says how sorry he is that you had to hear these things, but he wants you here now and he canât wait any longer. He tells you sweet nothing and he kisses your neck repeating how good you are for him and how he is so grateful that he met you. When he starts to slowly touch you, creasing your breasts through your bra and gently biting your neck, you tell him that you canât have sex with him when you know that his son, your ex, is here.
But that doesnât stop him, he tells you that he wants to show him how good he can make you feel. In some twisted way you start to think about this as your revenge against your ex. John is right, if he doesnât want to hear you fucking, he can leave. So, you tell John that he can continue. John bends you against the kitchen table, not waiting any longer and he starts to pull down your panties.
He tells you how long heâs been imagining fucking you here, rough and dirty and how hard it makes him. John wants to come inside you again and again. He pushes his dick into you fast, in one swift motion and you can feel him stretching you. Even though you slept with John more times that you can actually count, it is still a stretch for you. He starts to fuck you hard, and you can fell his dick bruising your cervix. When he pulls up your shirt and starts to play with your nipples youâre moans get louder. You tried to be quieter, but John knows how to make you sing for him. When you hear sounds on the upper floor you just hope that Johnâs son wonât come down. It is one thing to let him hear you and the other to let him actually see how his dad fucks you.
One of Johns hands slip between your tights, and he starts to rub your clit telling you to come on his cock now. You cum at the same time as John, his load spilling inside of you and your pussy milking him. After he pulls his cock out, he pulls up your panties, he gives you a smack on your ass, and he asks you if you want a tour of his home.
Then he fucks you in the shower you take together. He presses you against the glass, pounding into you like a horny teenager who can´t stop thinking about sex. Your next round is in his bed, late at night when he makes you ride him until your legs hurt. When you wake up the next morning John is already between your legs sucking and licking your clit, telling you how pretty your moans sound when you are asleep. Then, when youâre making breakfast, he asks you to return the favour, so you end up on your knees sucking his cock until he cums in your mouth.
By the end of the weekend Johnâs son is gone, he moves in with his friend and youâre in the house alone. Now John can fuck you whenever and wherever he wants. You do it the hot tub, in the garden and on the balcony. Every night you go to sleep with Johns cum in your pussy and you start to get worried. You take your birth control pills every day, but youâre not sure if they will work with this amount of fucking. You just hope and pray that you will not end up pregnant with Johnâs child, even though that is exactly what he wants. After all he needs to find a new wife and youâre the perfect candidate.
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#call of duty#john price#cod#john price x reader#rosiereveries#task force 141#john price x f!reader#john price x you#captain john price#cod x reader
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how are we feeling about a yandere! platonic! batfamily x neglected! vampire! reader with some heavy v*mpire t*e m*squer*de influece in honor of halloween season?? here's my cringefail concept that i might turn into a fic.
tw: neglect mention, non-con biting, non-con turning since reader isn't given a choice in being a vamp.
you're bruce's firstborn child who's lived in the manor for most of your life, with alfred being your primary caretaker and bruce not giving you much thought throughout your childhood - you're not fit to be robin (though he tried), you're not in the streets of gotham in danger or causing trouble - you're a well-behaved child who never gets in the way and never asks for too much. you understand when he breaks promises, when alfred shows up to special events in his stead because he's too busy with work, too busy being batman, too busy caring for troubled children who need his attention more than you do.
even as you see him make time for his other children, for his romantic affairs - even as the relationships you build with your siblings never goes beyond shallow small-talk and awkward silences, you understand. they have their own lives to worry about, their own issues, so many things they can bond over with each other but not with you. you're not a robin, you're not a vigilante, you're not athetically inclined and even as you do your best to be accomodating and warm, you can never get past their walls.
even when damian arrives and gets more familial bonding with bruce than you ever had, you lower your head and you walk away. you take his berating with a condescending smile and a disappointed sigh that makes him so irrationally angry, because he's a troubled child and he doesn't know any better.
you're ordinary, boring in comparison to them. you fade into the background with and without effort. you're just... easy to forget about. you don't require special care, or guidance, you don't go overboard trying to beat the living shit out of criminals like jason, you don't try to sneak out of the manor like damian. you don't disappoint. you don't impress. you're just... there. when bruce checks up on you, there's a signature smile you've perfected over the years you give him, telling him you're perfectly fine.
and you grow up. you grow distant. a bit of resentment, but you keep it locked deep within your heart. you are a student in gotham university, and you get intern for a big-shot from los angeles who just moved to gotham to expand their business. they shower you with praises and attention, taking you all sorts of places, introducing you to all sorts of people. because your father hid you from the public eye for most your life, the fact you're a wayne goes mostly unnoticed.
there's just one strange detail: it's a full-on night-shift. ironic, you concede, that you couldn't escape the nights of gotham by being a civilian. your family notices it, too: you don't dress like you used to, like you prefer to, there's a waver in your usually composed steps, bags under your eyes from the lack of sleep, an apparent mind-fog whenever someone asks you a question, a certain distance in your gaze. you sleep the days away, and the amount of times they've seen you entering and leaving less-than-ideal places (that one nightclub they have noticed suspicious activity on? just what are you doing there?) for a sheltered young adult to be during their patrols is starting to become concerning.
but you swear it's fine. it's all fine. you're fine. stop meddling.
and then there's the night - before any of the batsiblings start to really get a grip on what's going on with you, before bruce can give you a stern lecture on how you're exposing yourself to danger and how he's so disappointed and didn't expect this from you and force you to quit your job and just go back to how you were before - when that eccentric bigshot you're working for brings you to the VIP room at the nightclub, says you have potential, babbles on and on about how far you're gonna go, making you bubble inside with pride and happiness at finally being fawned over for a change.
and then they kill you.
draining you of all your blood, feeding you a bit of theirs before locking you up in a room where you'll be provided with proper refreshments to keep your hunger at bay until you've become a fully-embraced fledgling ready to learn the ins and outs of your new... unlife. you are a wayne, firstborn child of gotham's local billionaire, the camarilla's golden ticket to taking over gotham. they all expect much of you.
meanwhile, the text in alfred's phone says you'll be gone for a while. business trip to paris, your first ever, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity a rich girl with ample privilege and access to private jets couldn't possibly refuse. he doesn't believe it for a second, not even when you call to assure everything is just fine. he knows you're not, everyone knows you're not. there's a tracer in your phone and guess what, you're not in paris.
there is no comeuppance for your sire when the batfamily breaks you out of captivity, as they are long gone by the time the incident is ruled out as a bunch of goons targeting the wayne family for money (nevermind no ransom was ever requested). they'll come back for you, they swear, plans just got... delayed by this preposterous man wearing a bat-suit. until then, do as they taught you, keep yourself fed, don't break the masquerade.
but your newfound freedom lasts exactly a car ride to the wayne manor before you're prohibited from leaving the house for the foreseeable future. when the hunger comes, you can either tell them what happened or let yourself loose with a risk of hurting someone. when the sun shines through the windows and burns your skin, you won't be able to hide it anymore. the choice between your now overbearing family, still unsure how to help you, and the tutelage of your sire, being subjected to all the plans they have for you. the vampires are slowly crawling their way into gotham, and it's only a matter of time before batman becomes a problem.
you remember looking up at the bat signal shining in the dark skies of gotham city and feel a pang of relief in your chest, knowing it had nothing to do with you. now it just makes you feel anxious.
it's ironic, you concede, that you couldn't escape the nights of gotham by being a civilian.
#too cringefail and too self-indulgent might delete later.#yandere batman#yandere batfamily#yandere batfam#yandere batfamily x reader#yandere batfam x reader#yandere bruce wayne#yandere#Yandere x reader#vampire! batsis.
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One of the things that strikes me about the whole Neil Gaiman thing is that people really want to portray Amanda Palmer as being a remorselessly complicit figure, when a lot of things that are very obviously fucked up and menacing when you put it next to the actual assaults going on - are perfectly normalised and accepted within poly/ENM world. All of these things are fucked up and menacing, but the bubble of pseudo-feminist poly world is incredibly effective at making you totally oblivious to the fact that you're opening the door to abuse and emotional damage.
The thing of 'oh we just slept together and I took a consensual nude of you, now can I have your consent to send it to my husband' is a feature of poly culture, not a bug. Suggestive and inappropriate comments to a woman about how hot your husband will find her are completely normalised. A statement from your husband like 'I don't get to play with my Dom side with you, so I need to be with other women who are natural subs' (which I suspect is the reason he gave when he kept having affairs when she was eight months pregnant, after agreeing to be monogamous) is something that culture will expect you to be completely Cool Girl about. Being blasĂŠ when a woman comes to you and says 'your husband made a pass at me' is also the expected Cool Girl reaction. Bringing women into your circle that you think your husband will find hot is completely par for the course in those mindsets and part of being a good and fun and sexy partner - no one doing that in poly culture thinks of themselves as 'feeding him women to rape' or grooming. Lots of people seem to find Amanda telling Neil that he couldn't hit on Scarlett, but still leaving him alone with her, to be jawdropping - but, as someone who has had people in ENM relationships exhibit poor boundaries around me and try to insinuate me into their sex lives in inappropriate ways, I know that that kind of thing is seen as due diligence and an appropriate way to navigate a situation. My experience of people immersed in that kind of culture is just this general assumption that words and agreements are magic - that all you need to do is communicate and agree terms and everything is fine, and if an agreement is violated you just need to communicate more and agree terms and everything is fine, pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.
What a lot of people want (and have wanted all along when they were making jokes about how understandable it was for Neil to 'fly across the world to escape having lockdown with her') is for Amanda Palmer to have been a truly abhorrent person, when the truth is that the whole culture around poly/ENM/open relationships - not necessarily the stated rules everyone claims to be abiding by, but the actual culture itself - encourages this stuff, especially from women.
I'm not suggesting Amanda is a victim in anywhere close to the same way as any of the women profiled in the reportage, and I do think her learned obliviousness enabled her complicity in creating a situation like Scarlett being left alone with Neil, but she has clearly been manipulated as well. Think of how insanely manipulative it was for him to wait until she was in late-stage pregnancy to start violating the terms of their marriage, how he surprised her with a lot of 'dark' elements of his personality after they were already married with a child, how we don't even necessarily know how much control she had over the marital pursestrings, how (as covered in the Tortoise podcasts) he would pressure the woman who lived on his estate into sexual activity by saying that Amanda, not him, wanted to sell the house and kick her out - and that if she kept him sweet he'd be her advocate against his evil wife. He is so clearly a profoundly manipulative person and it's just lunacy to suggest that none of that manipulation will have been targeted at Amanda.
#neil gaiman#also: that her being silent about this is almost certainly for legal reasons to do with custody battles#and I think everyone can agree that however problematic you find her as a person#however much this makes you scream and cry to admit#the best option is very very clearly for her to get sole custody of that child
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some thoughts wrt the two established "romances" in severance so far (burt/irving and helly/mark) inspired by @figmentof who pointed out how irving had to find out mark and helly kissed from the corporate video in s2 e1 and how he must have felt seeing his co-workers' love affair like portrayed like that, and how it ties into the queer narrative at play here which uses workplace dynamics and policies as very clear analogues for real-life prejudice against queer couples. I mean, just look at this:


it's not just documented, but celebrated. used as propaganda for how the conditions on the severance floor have improved. proof that the severed workers are happy. and how even though he is unaware of the sociopolitical meaning of all this, lumon is very not-subtly telling him that what he had with burt is inherently lower and less valuable than this.
irving doesn't even know homophobia exists and yet he is still affected by it, it still seeps into every corner of the way his and burt's romance progresses. burt is positioned as an unacceptable love interest from the jump. irv is actively discouraged at every turn from pursuing it. their friendship is viewed with disgust and apprehension from their coworkers. burt working in a different department that's hated by MDR. dylan himself not being homophobic in the sense he opposes their relationship because they're both men but his attempts to keep them apart still has a parallel sort of prejudice behind it and still ultimately has the same effect as if it WERE driven by homophobia. irving is made to feel perverse for wanting contact with burt. he's told this is for his own good.
and then, just as they manage to overcome that immediate resistance from their peers and escape to a place where they can explore this blossoming romance on their own terms, burt retires. for all it matters to irv, he's dead. and then irving is given the option to live the rest of his life with grief that will never heal, or kill himself too, because there is no reality where they get to be together. that's just the way things are. of course they wouldn't get to be together. he was unreasonable and childish for ever hoping that could happen. this is just the way it goes for innies. he's told to get ahold of himself and not make a scene.
but the thing is, the standards are not the same for all. a heterosexual romance gets upheld as the shining example of success and fulfilment for the severed employees, whilst a homosexual romance is ridiculed and invalidated, and written off as something that was simply never meant to be. and even more importantly to irving, a heterosexual romance is APPROVED OF by lumon, and by extension, by kier. irv held back from allowing himself to even call his and burt's relationship a romance, because his god had told him it was wrong, he followed the handbook, thinking this was what kier wanted, and then finding out after suffering the worst heartbreak imaginable because of it, that this WASN'T EVEN TRUE. it's simply just that someone like HIM doesn't get to have something like this. his love is not the kind of love god wants. he does not approve of irv's love. cynical and manipulative though that approval may be (even within the context of the corporate video, the helly/mark romance is only being celebrated to further the narrative that lumon care for their workers, but the point still remains that it was THEIR romance specifically used to suit this end), when your entire life has been in pursuit of that approval, it must be devastating to learn it was never on the cards for you.
he and burt even used the fact kier met and fell in love with his wife in the same circumstances as them to justify this to each other - and they were RIGHT, god does approve of falling in love with your coworkers - this simply just doesn't apply to them specifically. and if irving needed any more proof that he no longer has a place at lumon, that he's better off not existing at all than existing with this pain that cannot be remedied, pain that won't even be acknowledged for what it is, a symptom of a sickness which plagues the entire severance system, pain that he is simply expected to choke down and get over - this is that proof.
and that's the POINT. they're TELLING us that this is unjust, and there's a double standard. they're using the ways the innies experience romance and the difference in lumon's reaction (lumon being the collective of all the management we've seen, lumon as a singular entity) to burt/irving vs helly/mark to comment on how queer people are not afforded the same level of respect or validation IN REAL LIFE, for their attachments, their love, their pain, their suffering. it is NOT just incidental that irving's romance is with a man. it would not WORK if his love interest was a woman. the POINT is that they are both men and how that puts them at a disadvantage, even if they aren't aware of the prejudices of the outside world, even if they don't TECHNICALLY apply on the severance floor, there are very clear analogues which still end up oppressing them in equivalent ways that they would be suffering if this were a normal workplace in the outside world.
it genuinely sickens me to my stomach that even in a world so divorced from reality and the sensibilities of regular society, a queer couple is still made to suffer and feel inferior in a way that perfectly mirrors their real-life counterparts. how they will never, EVER be allowed to exist in a world where their love could thrive freely and uninhibited - they never get to taste the joy our world has to offer people like them, but they are still somehow subjected to all the pain it has to offer them regardless. it's such horrifically devastating writing. it makes my skin crawl. I can't stop thinking about it
#TO BE CLEAR i am not trying to claim that lumon do genuinely want helly and mark to be a couple#they very begrudgingly co-opted this display of affection and camaraderie to suit their own ends#like i say. the approval is cynical. its purely utilitarian.#however the fact it CAN be used to further their narrative that severance is a good thing#whilst severance itself has brought nothing but pain to irv and his romantic endeavours#is very telling. its very fucking telling#especially from irvs perspective specifically here. this is how HE'D see it#as someone who puts so much stock in what kier would think of him. someone who based his entire identity#on following his doctrine to the letter. how he would see the one real true thing hes ever experienced written off like this#whilst another couple is inexplicably celebrated. i mean just look at his dead eyed stare in that sc.#this broke him. this was his final straw#anyways im not nearly intelligent or well read enough to do a thorough analysis on exactly how#religion plays into irvs mindset and his character arc#these are just thoughts on the hypocrisy shown by lumon on the romance thing specifically#clocking into writing meta for this show like its a 9-5. its so serious.#severance#severance spoilers#severance season 2#meta tag#wails from the abyss#irving bailiff#burt x irving
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Solas and physicality
Given what we learn about Solas' origins in Veilguard, it stands to reason that he must have a complicated relationship with his body and physicality. His body was made from the blood of another living creature, as part of events that started a terrible war; he must have a lot of shame about it.
This is one of the reasons why I don't personally envision his relationship with Mythal as being sexual in nature. I think it would have taken him a long time to be ready for that kind of physical connection. He was holding on the idea that he didn't take a body for his own selfish ends, he did it to help; using his body to experience pleasure would have felt like a betrayal of that. And it seems to me that up until his rebellion he still viewed himself primarily as a wisdom spirit, not a man playing an active role in the affairs of the world, so having a physical relationship would have felt alien to what he thought he was.
After he rebelled, I imagine things changed somewhat. If nothing else, I can envision him realizing that he could use his sexuality as a tool to gain allies and supporters. And it's easy to imagine him growing to feel pride in his prowess in that area. But I wonder if part of him was still ambivalent, still holding back. After all, if the romance description at the start of Veilguard is to be believed, he had never fallen in love before meeting Lavellan.
And in fact, we can still see vestiges of discomfort with physicality in the man we meet in Inquisition. We know he has a sweet tooth, and the ball at Halamshiral tells us he enjoys good food and drink, but his World of Thedas entry mentions that he didn't eat very much. That reads to me like a man who still feels shame around his body and around experiencing physical pleasure.
In my mind, this is one of the reasons why his connection with Lavellan means so much to him (and why I personally do envision them as having a sexual relationship during Inquisition). His love for her is spiritual but also physical: the spirit and the man, finally united. She takes the shame away, allowing him to feel at peace with what he is now, at least temporarily. His body cannot be a shameful thing if it is what allows him to connect in this way with her. No wonder he can be so sure that his feelings for her will never change: she helped him take the first steps toward healing something that he never even realized needed healing, and no matter what happens he will never forget that.
#solavellan#dragon age#solas#solas dragon age#solas meta#partly inspired by baphometsss' post yesterday!#used her for simplicity but applies to all genders of Lavellan of course!
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The winner takes it all



đđđŤđ˘đ§đ : Scarlett Johansson x fem!reader
đđŽđŚđŚđđŤđ˛: Scarlett Johansson just hit the peak of her career, she had everything: money power glory. One thing was missing, the Oscar. After she finally won the award she found a special way to celebrate her win with her perfect little girlfriend as a helper.
đđđŤđ§đ˘đ§đ đŹ: SMUT, dom!scarlett, sub!reader, alcohol use, oral, object insertion, recording of sexual activities, Oscar in places they shouldn't be, degradation
!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional. I do not own these characters!
đ/đ: I swear | was drunk while writing this l'm not a weirdo okay đ
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Third times is the charm, right? Thatâs what Scarlett thought when she sat in the audience of this year Academy Awards. She was nominated for best actress for her latest movie, last time that had happened her award was stolen from her, but not today, she thought.
She sat in the big theatre room you, her younger co- star turned affair sat next to her, nervously she tapped her fingers over the armrest of the seat. âScarlettâ You called out the older actress had her eyes fixated on the still empty stage. âScarlett?â You tried again hoping to reach through to her. âHuh? Yes, whatâs the matter?â Her fingers still tapping the soft fabric of the armrest. âYouâre so nervousâ You slip your hand over hers âHow couldnât I be? Have you seen the competition this year? Thereâs no way I win against Emma Stoneâ
You chuckled intertwined our hands, it was dangerous you knew that, but luckily no one way paying attention to you. The fact that you shared so much more than just the screen was intoxicating to you, sneaking around the crew to share a few passionate minutes with the older actress. She made you feel the things none of your boyfriends ever could. How she touched you, loved you. But everything had to come to an end, and so did the affair you two had. âYou blow them all out of the waterâ You assured her.
The alcohol did itâs job pretty well in Scarlettâs eyes she had had her faire share of expensive champagne glasses to calm her nerves. And then it got time for the category of best actress. The announcer had the all telling red envelope in hands opening it in exactly that moment. âThe Oscar goes tooâ she slipped out the card âSCARLETT JOHANSSONâ The theatre broke out into loud cheers and claps, Scarlett however didnât even register her name being called she was still in a state of pure shock.
Both you and the director leaned in to give her a quick peak on the cheek and a small âYou did itâ before she made her way up to the stage to finally accept the thing she never thought she could get.
âYou did itâ You smiled at her when she made her way into her hotel room. You had sneaked off the after show party to surprise your older girlfriend. Nothing special really just a bit of champagne and lingerie but just seeing you spread out on the sheets made her crazy.
âNow what do we have hereâ She smirked she was clearly intoxicated and so were you. âFuck baby girlâ She groaned upon seeing your promiscuously clothed body. Later that night she had changed from the big dress to an expensive pantsuit. She slipped of her blazer placing it on to one of the hotel roomâs chairs.
âYouâre playing with the fire little girlâ She chuckled her eyes never leaving your body. She sat her pretentious golden man on the bed side table. âI know what Iâm doingâ You breathed out. Your eyes meet and she down to kiss you.
Her hands slid over your exposed skin going onto your back. With skilled fingers she unclasped your bra slipping it off your shoulders only to throw it behind her. âFuck you little slut, Iâve barely done anything and youâre nipples are already hardâ Her degrading words forced a moan from your throat.
Her thumbs rolled over your hard nipples, she enjoyed seeing you squirm for her, under her. She chuckled before kissing down your stomach licking over the soft skin of your tummy.
She pressed her nose against your pubic bone taking in a deep breath. She tugged your panties from your legs tugging them into her pant pockets. She kissed your clit kitten licking the bundle of nerves. She paid extra attention to the spot because she knew how needy it made you.
She gave your cunt a few more bold licks bumping the crock of her nose against your over sensitive clit. She pushed her tongue inside your tight heat enjoying not only the taste but also the feeling of your muscles clenching around her.
âFuck Scarlettâ You moaned out your hands gripping tightly into the pillow behind your head. She kept on working you towards the edge of ecstasy until she pulled away letting you huff in annoyance all you wanted she just chuckled.
âAwâ she mocked you âWas my little girl just about to cum?â You shook your head still whining. Her eyes darted to the trophy next to you and a mischief grin was planned on her lips. You knew exactly what she was thinking about.
âScarlett noâ you said with urgency âWhat? Iâm not doing anythingâ She reached out for the golden man upon closer inspection it had the right shape, you had taken bigger after all. âWellâ She started her hands stroking over the stature âdonât you want to make me happyâ
âI do butâ Scarlett stopped me âNo buts baby now spread your legsâ You applied to her wishes spreading your legs for the older woman. She hummed in approval her fingers stroking through your slit collecting your wetness on her fingers.
She covers her trophy in your juices on her lips there was still this shit eating grin. She was more excited than a little kid on Christmas.
She held the cold metal against your entrance pushing the head of the stature past your hole, watching in an awe how your pussy ate the metal man.
âFuckâ She groaned as she heard the mewl sounds growing in volume the more the man disappeared. âThatâs so hotâ She shifted to her knees to reach out for her phone taking it from the nightstand
âI need this for my personal collectionâ She mumbled pointing the camera to where the Oscar was connected to your body. You both had agreed to her being allowed to videotape you, if she didnât release it. You both knew that a leak of this video would make it onto every cover of every tabloid magazine. Did you care? Absolutely not. Scarlett even less
The feeling of the cold metal against your walls was intoxicating, you mewled and whimpered. She moved the stature in and out of your tight heat bringing you close to your release. With her skilled fingertips she played with you overstimulated clit loving how your body squirmed under her.
The camera was still on your glistering cunt the camera panting to your face twisted in pleasure. âFuck Iâm gonna cumâ She smirked again throwing her phone away to pay more attention to your desperate body. âI know babyâ She kissed your nipples with a few more thrust she made you see stars. She let you ride out your high before pulling out the award again watching in an awe how the cum dripped the golden man. âScarlettâ you breathed out still catching your breath âWhat the fuckâ.
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How long do you think it would take the reader to actually fall in love with Capitano because they're in an arranged marriage? And the other way around
Starting with Capitano!
Capitano will always uphold the values of marriage and will be a model husband. He is an a generous yet pragmatic provider. Capitano will not spoil you, but he will ensure what you have is more than adequate for your needs. However, above all, Capitano is honest and loyal, he will never lie or attempt to deceive you.
At first this ideal husband behavior is more so because he respects the institution of marriage very highly and not necessarily because of who you are, though Capitano makes an effort to get to know you. He questions you about your habits and hobbies and after a while will think about how to cater to them.
Capitano actually has rather high expectations of his spouse. I imagine Capitano was pushed to marry due to his status and position, so he will want a partner who is independent, intelligent and dutiful. He will expect the same level of respect in the union that he is giving to you. The irony is that while he picked these characteristics to get a lover who will not disturb him, Capitano is deeply attracted to diligent, mindful and clever individuals. So as the reader demonstrates these traits, Capitano begins to fall in love with them, but due to their independent nature they aren't be the most receptive to the ways in which Capitano shows love, namely by being over protective and insisting on doing everything together. He's home so seldom that what little free time he has he would prefer to spend with his spouse. This becomes especially apparent the longer you two are together.
As detailed above, Capitano possesses many admirable traits which on paper make him easy to fall for, however this ignores his blunt, keen and sometimes prideful nature which depending on who you are, could rub you the wrong way at first.
He is an acute observer even without you detailing the quotidian goings on of your daily life, Capitano will start to notice and comment. He isn't necessarily critiquing, just seeing and noting. He will casually tell you about yourself which can be incredibly jarring at first, especially if you're unused to being seen by the people in your life. However...when it comes to himself, he doesn't freely offer information which can be frustrating. He wants to expose all of your inner workings, but is very selective when divulging his own. He begins to share more freely when you earn his trust, which builds slower than his actual affections for you. Capitano will come to love you before he fully trusts you. It's just the nature of the fatui that make him so suspicious and not necessarily you. He wants to trust you but years in his position have made it difficult for him to lower his guard.
Basically, Capitano appreciates a partner who is brave, self-sufficent and above all loyal. Devote yourself to him and Capitano will find his feelings changing rather soon into your union. Ultimately it takes maybe 2-3 months for Capitano to fall for the reader.
The reader in A Lady's Secret is incredibly independent and self-sufficient young woman from a modest background who knows what she wants and doesn't require Capitano's support. She is principled, hardworking, and doesn't meddle in Capitano's affairs. In fact she develops a pretty well rounded life outside of their marriage. She has season tickets to the ballet, successfully convinces Capitano to let her have two dogs (large thick furred beasts who can easily takedown wolves) and walks them around the forest to visit their distant neighbors when the winds aren't too cold.
The reader does these activities alone because she assumes that Capitano wouldn't want to join her but when he quietly questions why she doesn't invite him she starts to incorporate him into these activities. Not all of them. Capitano has no interest in visiting the neighbors, but he can be convinced to attend a quiet night at the ballet and walk the dogs in the forest. And the reader while initially worried she'd find that his company dulled her experiences, is delighted to realize that she actually prefers his accompaniment.
They definitely butted heads in the beginning when Capitano demanded that she inform him every time she left the house. She wasn't too keen on her whereabouts being surveilled, as she was used to coming and going as she pleased. Initially he was more flexible about these things but as he began to get attached he assigned her a personal body guard which had her really annoyed with him. This led to an argument where she called "smothering" and he called her "stubborn."
The difficult part for the reader early on is that she's intensely attracted to Capitano so she starts the sexual part of their relationship right away, but her feelings for him are slower to crystalize and Capitano uses this to his advantage. When you're still arguing with him about a security detail, he'll be withholding until you agree to his terms.
For someone as independent as the reader she struggles with Capitano's desire for control over her. He's not possessive per se but he is very very over protective and unfortunately due to his position he has every right to be. She just resents that she doesn't quite feel like his equal when he frets over her like this.
However, as she comes to appreciate his company, she is more permissive of Capitano's particular brand of affection which is demonstrated through ensuring her safety. Once the reader learns to appreciate Capitano's brand of care she falls for him. He is a supportive partner and an excellent listener. He is stoic and gruff but she knows from his actions that he cares for her deeply. I would say it takes the reader about 5-7 months to reciprocate his feelings in earnest.
#capitano x reader#genshin capitano#capitano#il capitano#capitano genshin#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader
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Double Fantasy
NewJeans Minji x Male Reader | (Tags: Smut)

A/N: Apologies for the long hiatus, ya boi was busy with life. Also, thank you @kaedespicelatte as always for beta reading. ââââââââ
âMy room. Iâm giving you 15 minutes or weâre never doing this again.â
Kim Minji be damned.
You hate how every ounce of self-respect you have flies out of the window when it comes to her, as if youâre nothing but an outlet for her carnal desires (as she was to you). And perhaps you areâmaybe it was just part of your delusion to think that she perceives you differently than the hundreds of men that shamelessly ogle her. That she views you more than just that guy that fucks her so good she struggles to keep that mouth of hers shut. But who are you to complain? Every encounter with her leaves you starstruck, wanting for more, tongue tiedâas if she commands an unquantifiable amount of gravity that leaves you speechless literally and figuratively. As much as your brain is telling you that sheâs dangerous, that everything thatâs happening between the two of you can jeopardize everything youâve worked so hard for, itâs the thrill that keeps you coming back time and time again.
I mean who wouldâve thought that the two top students on campus would be engaging in such unholy acts? Not when everyone (your professors included) think of you two as the embodiment of the values that this very institution was established upon. The beacons of hope that would serve as inspirations for the rest of your peers, that through hard work they can attain the level of success that you two have. That couldnât be any more farther than the truth however. Certainly your after school hookups with her inside empty classrooms, behind the bleachers, and inside the gym showers would beg to differ. But itâs not like you have any morals, that disappeared eons ago when you found yourself down this treacherous path of self-destruction in an attempt to alleviate the stress that comes with such expectations and responsibilities.
On the surface their perception of you two is true; students that constantly receive top marks in every subject and find themselves involved in as many activities and clubs as possible. Racking up awards was just second nature, as you would always receive the highest recognition much like she did over the years. It was only natural for a rivalry to spark between you and her; a byproduct of your competitiveness and your desire to come out on top. It was friendly at first, you would congratulate each other and encourage the other to do better next time. But it soon became ugly, the once wholesome banter turning into horrifying insults that you wouldnât even think to come out of your mouthâneedless to say you both became jealous of each other, of how successful the other one became.
You could say it was a petty affair, one that was exacerbated by the fact that everyone was pressuring you two to continuously be the bestâa mental strain that proved to be too much. It was something that only happened behind closed doors though, everyone still thought you had an amicable relationship with her when everything was actually already falling apart. Yelling and screaming and arguing, truly an ugly sight. You would often talk about how you couldnât stand how condescending she was towards you every time you made a mistake and she in turn would talk about how much she hates your ego. But it also involved even the smallest of things including how you thought her boyfriend was a dick because she would rarely see him (she claimed he was busy all the time but you knew better).
And with two extremely combustible elements in constant interaction with one another, an explosion was bound to occur. After months and months of arguing, it finally happened. It was midterms week and you two were extremely stressed (it didnât help that you were only getting on average two to three hours of sleep and consuming an unhealthy amount of energy drinks). Oh, and that dick of a boyfriend she had broke up with her. She was inconsolable to say the leastâ but when you brought up how much you didnât like him and blamed her for dating him in the first place like the asshole you were, that's when things took a turn. You know you fucked up, that it was a line crossed and that such words should have never been uttered. But instead of receiving a resounding slap on the face, you found yourself kissing her.Â
Or rather, Minji kissing you. And any sane person would react by trying to pull away in shock but you couldnât find yourself doing it. Perhaps this was something that was bound to happen. All of those arguing and bickering, maybe it was just a ruse. The urgency, the passion, the look of desperation in her eyes; they told the story. Maybe it was the caffeine, maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe it was something more. Whatever it is, she needed you as much as you needed her. She was coming off a terrible breakup and you, wellâyou would be lying to yourself if you said that you didnât find her attractive because who didnât? Thereâs a reason why sheâs rejected at least half of the male students, and you definitely donât miss the way some of them would glare at you because of how suspiciously close you were to her.Â
In that aspect, a part of you considers this a small victory; especially when she grabs you by the collar and pulls you in deeper, as if the thought of letting you go would be the end of her. It was intense and as much as your senses were firing from all cylinders, your brain was telling you that this wasnât right. You were supposed to hate her, she was your mortal enemy. What would everyone think? That the two top students were hooking up withâclose the fucking door before I change my mind. Right. Every rationale you may have had was gone in an instant. The prospect of a classmate, a member of the maintenance crew, or worseâa staff potentially catching the two of you never crossed your mind. Not when you had her bent over the desk at one point screaming youâre fucking me so good and donât stop while you rearrange her guts. Or when you had her pinned against the wall and pumped her so full of cum that she finally gave you her number after because she wanted you two to do it all over again.
Did the room reek of sex? Sure. Thatâs why sheâs made it a habit to bring a bottle of air freshener to mask the scent during your subsequent âstudy sessions.â And were people starting to notice how you two would frequently stay up late despite not always having a busy workload? Definitely. But you could care less. In fact, nothing else matters. You were addicted to her in more ways than one, not romantically however. That was something she made abundantly clear the day afterâclearly she was one to establish boundaries which you respected. Yet here you are, frantically putting on some nice clothes and making yourself smell nice with that twenty dollar bottle of perfume that she hates. Fuck it, why even bother? Your clothes will be thrown to God knows where the moment you enter her place anyways. At least put on a face mask, especially since youâll be sneaking your way to her dorm once again and you donât want another close encounter with the security guard.
Fortunately there wasnât any problem, your disguise actually worked this time around but you still have to be cautious. Itâs a quick elevator ride yet it takes forever, maybe itâs because you two havenât had sex in the past two weeks and youâre just dying to get a taste of her again, to feel her irresistible body against yours. Look around before knocking on the door three times and fortunately you didnât have to wait any longer. Minji hastily pulls you inside and grabs you by your hoodie for a kissâimmediately you get a taste of her favorite cinnamon lip balm. Her strength (which still surprises you to this day) forces you to move backwards and you find your back pressed against her door. Hands roam each otherâs bodies and you groan as you feel her fingers cup your bulge. Fuck, why are you so hard already?Â
Youâre not one to just let her do what she wants so you avoid her chasing lips to plant yours on her neck, biting and nipping on her smooth skin while your own fingers creep underneath her shirt. âD-Donât fucking mark me. IâshitâIâve got a presentation tomorrow.â Minji finally speaks and you wouldâve gladly granted her wish but with the way sheâs leaning her head back, it didnât seem like her words were matching her actions. Much more so when you grab on the hem of that same shirt and pull it up and she willfully raises her arms so you can remove it. And before you even get the opportunity to appreciate her body, your sweatpants are already being pulled down. Help her out by kicking that obstructive garment away; in fact you end up removing your hoodie as well which only leaves you with your boxers on and it barely conceals your raging desire for her.Â
âThis is your fault. Your fault for making me wait so damn long.â You donât miss the way she bites her lips at the sight of your bulge, even as you make your way further down with your mouth and proceed to mark her collarbones and her cleavage. Her deft fingers continue to distract you however, pulling your boxers down and wrapping her cold digits around your throbbing and pulsating cock. The effect on you is immediate as you can do nothing but lean your head back and groan shamelessly. Minji smirks, especially because this is one of the only few times she has the upper hand on you; when youâre just putty in her arms and rendered breathless by her actions. It gets even worse when she slowly begins to pump you, drawing more precum out of your tip with how badly you just want to ravage her.Â
âYou poor thing.â You can feel her hot breath against your ear, sending more shivers down your spine as sheâs decided that itâs now her turn to leave marks on you. Itâs apparent that Kim Minji is just as possessive as you, even though neither one of you wants to reveal your dirty little secret to everyone. âGuess you couldnât last that long without me, huh? Were those pictures I sent not enough?â Of course they werenât, no amount of thirst pics of her in her underwear can satiate your endless lust towards her. Nothing can replace her hands, the way she can just work you to submission and make you so impatient. âI canât blame you.â Her teeth sink into your jugular like a vampire. âIâve been thinking about how much I want you to rail me into the bed, to make me moan so fucking load, to make me choke on your cock. Will you do all of that for me?â
Youâre ashamed by how much that turned you on, as if a switch has been flipped inside you. You donât miss a beat and lift her up by her waist which makes her squeal; her legs wrap around you while you carry her towards her bed. No more foreplay, you almost throw her onto the bed before yanking her shorts and her panties in the process. Theyâre discarded along with the rest of your clothing somewhere in the room. Her bra follows suit as wellâyou canât believe sheâs had it on for this long. âFuck, you donât know how much I want to put a load in you. Until youâre filled with so much cum that all you can think about is my cock.â You spread her long legs open and itâs clear that everything she said is true; her clit is puffed and her inner thighs are already drenched with her juices.Â
Kneel in front of her and carefully position your length inside her. âGonna fuck you now.â Through gritted teeth, Minji nods; her fingers gripping your biceps while her legs are already pulling you in. You sink into her further and further, drinking her moans and whispered curses until you bottom out inside her. She still feels so good, so tight, so warm. You have to silence her mouth with a kiss because her moans are increasing in volume as you gradually increase her pace. âSo, so fucking good. Youâre gonna drain me dry.â Feel her nails digging into your shoulders and back, youâre definitely going to feel the sting of the scratches sheâs leaving tomorrow morning but thatâs not your concern for now. A bite of your bottom lip further confirms that sheâs in an equal state of euphoria and you respond by continuing to fuck her with the same pace and intensity.
Youâre careful not to make the bed creak but thatâs fortunately an art that youâve already mastered given the circumstances. But even with her luscious thighs wrapped around you, itâs not enough to have her drunk on your cock, you want her to beg for it like her life depends on it. You pause for a brief moment much to her verbal disappointment before pressing her legs against her chest to effectively fuck her in mating press. You know itâs her favorite position because an uncharacteristically loud moan escapes her mouth the moment you resume your fucking, your fingers gripping the bedsheet for support. âF-Fuck! Please, keep fucking me. Soâdamnâbig!â Youâre going to have to kiss her again because sheâs slowly losing her grip on her surroundings, only focused on how much youâre pounding her into the bed.
âThis is what you wanted, right? I bet not even your toys can fuck you this deep.â Minji doesnât answer but her body responds for her; a particularly deep thrust has her clinging on to you for dear life. Her breasts pressing up against you and followed by the rest of her body. Bury your face on the crook of her neck, inhaling her addicting scent as you can feel her tightening ever so slightly around your cock. Itâs becoming more of an effort to thrust inside her now, especially when youâre fucking her balls deep with every motion of your hips. Only broken sentences and curses are leaving her mouth at this very moment, along with shameless moans of your name as if sheâs not afraid to reveal to everyone just how much the model student is getting dicked down by her fellow model student.
Maybe she isnât. Maybe thatâs part of the thrill after all, the aspect of getting caught. But thatâs not your worry at this moment; not when that said model student is beginning to tighten even more and her breathing is becoming more hurried. You pull away to look at her facial expression and itâs painted with nothing but lust. The way her face is misted with sweat, her eyes closed, and her mouth open. Itâs clear that her orgasm is just right around the corner. âC-Coming! Iâm so fucking close, donât you dare fucking stop.â You donât care that your abs are burning, thatâs what those 7 AM workouts in the gym are for. Itâs for moments like these, when her nails are damn near close to breaking your skin and tears are starting to well on her eyes. It then becomes your goal to break her, like you always do during these sessions.
And itâs during another particularly deep thrust that her orgasm hits her like lightning, her pussy becoming unimaginably tight as if she wants you to join her in her euphoria as well. Sheâs almost crying, her body twitching uncontrollably as you pin her down to the bed. Tears eventually do fall due to the overwhelming pleasure, that makeup that youâre only noticing now is completely destroyed. Her juices begin to soak your length and the sheets underneath. Sheâs biting her lips so hard that itâs starting to bleed, get rid of the blood by giving her open-mouthed kisses. But youâre so focused on helping her come down from her high that you donât realize that youâre about to explode as well, Perhaps you might, because youâre starting to throb madly as you continue to fuck her through her powerful orgasm.Â
You spread her legs as far as you can, pistoning into her with no abandon. More of her juices stream out and youâre almost apologetic because of the mess that sheâs going to have to clean up. But itâs really hard to focus on anything else when her pussy is still pulsating, continuing to urge you to join her in her orgasm. âNeed your cum inside me, donât you dare pull out.â Itâs not like you had any intentions to in the first place, not when her suffocating warmth is begging to drain your balls for everything it has. The tension is building, rising, culminatingâone animalistic growl after you bottom out and youâre pumping ropes and ropes of semen deep inside her. It floods her walls, it overflows, and you just canât stop pushing it as deep inside her as possible. To make sure that her womb is completely filled with your cum and nothing else. Itâs downright euphoric, the way her name leaves your lips like itâs a mantra. The way all of it triggers a smaller, second orgasm from herâtruly wringing you dry.
It takes minutes for your movement to come to a halt, and by then your orgasm has completely subsided and so has hers. You feel her arms pull you in for a kiss, a much slower and passionate one compared to earlier. As if sheâs saying thanks, because her voice is probably already gone. Or perhaps sheâs just preserving her energy because if thereâs anything you know about Minji, itâs that one round is not enough for her. If thatâs the case then you better get a quick rest. Pull out of her and watch your excess semen drip out of her and down to her thighs. Itâs truly a sight that youâll never get tired of time and time again. Even more so when she takes a finger and takes a sample of your combined juices. It doesnât take too long for your cock to become fully erect once again despite your orgasm just mere minutes ago.
Thereâs no time to contemplate though as Minji saves you the trouble because the next thing you know her perfectly shaped ass is raised and facing you, her arms bracing herself on the bed as she clearly shows you what she wants. âNeed you to cum in me again, can you do that for me?â Thereâs no more time to waste, take a glance at the bedside clock and itâs already way past midnightâany noise at this hour would further alert people. You quickly kneel behind her, positioning your cock once again inside her pussy but this time in a much swifter manner. But despite all of the lubrication sheâs so much tighter in this position. Grab on her ass for support and leverage as you begin to thrust, itâs a sight to behold that is her curves and back covered with sweat and her hair becoming a disheveled mess.Â
Sheâs much more silent this time, thanks to the fact that her moans are being muffled by the pillows. This slow tempo also gives you time to recover, though itâs clear that she wants you to be rough with her once again with the way sheâs moving her hips in a back and forth motion. Fine, if thatâs what she wants then thatâs what she gets. Just thirty seconds is all you need to recover, especially when youâve got that heavenly view in front of you. You grab her by the arms and pull her upright until her back is pressed against your chest, your hands palming her breasts as you suddenly increase your pace. Itâs your favorite position because not only is her body pressed against yours but you can view everything about her up closeâher ruined mascara, her swollen lip, the dried tears on her face.Â
Your fingers slowly creep up to her neck as you fuck her with all of your remaining strength, quieting her with more kissesâalso because you just love kissing the hell out of her due to how irresistible and soft her lips are. She mightâve had another orgasm already but youâre too far gone, too caught up in chasing your own that you donât notice. Either way, it only takes ten minutes this time for you to unload whatever remaining load you had (which is surprisingly a lot considering that when you pull out, a copious amount of semen is dripping out of her now swollen pussy once again). Now youâre truly spent, crashing on her twin sized bed that can barely fit the two of you so you always end up cuddling post sex. And as crazy as it sounds, this is the part of this whole ordeal that youâre oh-so-afraid of. Will she hear how quickly your heart beats when her head is resting on it? Will she find out that youâre slowly starting to wish that there was more between you two? Despite the fact that itâs an incredibly terrible idea that could have major implications in your future?
âTake me out to dinner first.â Minji is the first one to break the silence and the words that come out of her mouth completely terrifies youâit almost makes you jump out of the bed.
âWhat?â
âIâm not stupid.â Minji looks up to you, then places a gentle kiss on the hickey she left on your neck. âWeâve been hooking up for five months and youâre telling me thereâs no way you havenât fallen in love with me yet?â
Maybe you have.
Then you remember how angry you felt when her boyfriend broke up with her and you couldnât do anything about it; you just wanted to barge inside her room and hold her in your arms and apologize for being such a dick and you couldnât. You wanted to tell her that she deserves better because she truly does, but whether it was you that deserved to take that place in her heart you didnât know. You were mortified at the thought of your relationship only remaining at such a stageâeven though she made it crystal clear that she didnât want anything to develop between you two. But itâs all in the past nowâwhich begs the question: have you truly fallen in love with her? It only takes one look at those eyes and the way her lips curl upwards and how she fits so perfectly in your arms and how you wish you could be with her forever and how it all completely fucks up your equilibrium.
Yeah.
Of course you have.
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