#this is s e r i o u s l y so frustrating

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S E B A S T I A N V E T T E L

•·.·''·.·• A shared History , Part 2 , Part 3•·.·''·.·•

(fluff)

Moments that Sebastian Vettel and Y/N have shared throughout their careers together both on and off track. Sebastian Vettel x fem!driver!reader

•·.·''·.·• Looking at her •·.·''·.·•

(fluff, suggestive at the end)

Reader has grown to love the feeling of Sebastian’s eyes on her but not everyone understands. Sebastian Vettel x shy!girlfriend!reader

•·.·''·.·• Come back to me •·.·''·.·•

(angst, fluff)

Sebastian’s world is turned upside down when he finds out the reason behind the red flag, the aftermath is just as torturous as the moment he got the news.Sebastian Vettel x wife!driver!reader

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K I M I R Ä I K K Ö N E N

•·.·''·.·• The Icebreaker •·.·''·.·•

(fluff)

It never fails to amaze the formula one community just how much of a difference there is in Kimi’s attitude whenever his wife is around. Kimi Räikkönen x Fem!Wife!Reader

•·.·''·.·• Silent Admiration , Part 2 •·.·''·.·•

(Implied age gap, fluff)

Kimi’s got some deep feelings for the reader but plans to do what he does best, keep silent. Until, Sebastian manages to persuade him that maybe melting his icy exterior might work in his favour. Kimi Räikkönen x Fem!Driver!Reader.

•·.·''·.·• Protective Shield •·.·''·.·•

(fluff, mistreatment of women)

You always have a smile on your face, even through the struggles of being the only female driver but when it feels like the entire media is against you it’s hard to keep that smile on your face but Kimi won’t allow it to disappear, he’s always there protecting you. Protective!Kimi x Sunshine!driver!reader

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J E N S O N B U T T O N

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C A R L O S S A I N Z

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T O T O W O L F F

•·.·''·.·• No longer his •·.·''·.·•

(angst, heartbreak)

Toto now has to face the consequences of his actions that tore your family apart. Toto Wolff x Ex!wife!reader

•·.·''·.·• Tame the Wolff •·.·''·.·•

(angry Toto)

A few scenarios in which Toto is angry and frustrated and you’re there to calm him down and save his poor team from his wrath. Angry!Toto Wolff x Calm!Wife!reader

•·.·''·.·• Broken Decisions , Part 2 , Part 3•·.·''·.·•

(angst, light smut, heartbreak, pregnancy trope)

The news of Toto Wolff divorcing from Susie has just hit the media and you, Michael Schumacher’s eldest daughter and George Russel’s race engineer, are beyond shocked, even more so as your relationship with your boss begins to evolve. Divorced!Toto Wolff x fem!engineer!Schumacher!reader

•·.·''·.·• Take it easy •·.·''·.·•

(fluff)

Your stubbornness to admit you may be feeling unwell might just be your downfall one day but your husband will always be there to catch you, as will your son. Toto Wolff x Wife!reader

•·.·''·.·• Clingy Boys •·.·''·.·•

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It’s both yours and Toto’s day off but both your boys are sick and wanting your attention. Clingy!Sick!Toto Wolff x Wife!reader

•·.·''·.·• Caught In the Act •·.·''·.·•

(fluff, teasing)

The stresses of work have your mind running a million miles an hour but your husband knows how to slow it down.

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[lokigonnakmsforbucky]

Dean Winchester NSFW Alphabet

We made sammy one, we gotta make dean one! This was also requested by an anonymous user! Enjoy!

Rating: MINORS DNI!! 18++

Warnings: Its NSFW thats a warning enough;)

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A= Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Dean is definitely a cuddler, He is always holding you and making sure you are okay. You come first in his mind.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part on themselves and their partners.)

Dean's favorite part of his own body is his smile. He knows he could get what he wants in seconds with one flash of it. On his partner he loves their thighs and mostly when they are around his face ;)

C=Cum (What does he do with it. I AM disgusting)

Dean loves when he sees his cum all over you. Your face, your stomach, but he loves it when it drips out of you.

D=Dirty talk (How much do they dirty talk?)

This Man's mouth is DIRTY, he could get you on your knees in no time.

E=Experience (how experienced are they?)

Dean is definitely experienced to say the least, so rest assured he knows what he is doing.

F=Favorite position (goes without saying)

Cowgirl- Dean is a SUCKER for this position. He loves when you take him how you want him, plus a face full of tits? Yes please.

Doggystyle- Dean loves looking at you taking him, pounding into you to show you who you belong to.

G=Goofy (how goofy or how serious they are in the moment?)

Dean can be goofy or serious. Depending how you both feel or the heat of the moment.

I=Intimacy (How are things during the moment, romantic aspect.)

Deans eyes never leave your body, his hands are on you at every moment.

J=Jack off

Dean gets off at least 4 times a week, his sex drive is high and when he isn’t around you he has to release that frustration. Maybe even calling you for some sexy phone sex ;)

K=Kinks

Dean loves to be dominant with you, but what a lot of people don’t know is that he loves to be dominated by you. He loves when you take control over him and take what you need.

He also has a knife kink… he doesn’t get why he does but just the thought of having it out against your skin or his skin… he loves it.

L=Location (where you guys would do the deed)

Dean would do it anywhere you would be game to do it at, but his favorite is in Baby the sweet 67’ Impala…. Mostly when you give him road head.

M=Motivation (what turns him on, or gets them going)

Dean loves seeing you in his flannels… plus eating pie, having whip cream all over your face? He is ready to pounce.

N=No (Something they wouldn’t do, or turns them off.)

ANYTHING that hurts your or puts you in harms way. You are his world, he won’t let that get hurt.

O=Oral (do they like giving, receiving, both?)

Dean LOVES giving you head, eating you out like a cherry pie. Your his fav flavor though.

Dean loves when you give him head, it relaxes him instantly.

P=Pace (Are they slow? Fast? Rough?)

Depends on Deans mood, he loves taking you rough and fast. But he loves being nice and slow.

Q=Quickie (Their opinion on it, how often would they have one)

Dean is always up for quickies, anytime you both need one he is up and ready.

R=Risk (Are they risky)

In deans line of work, risk is dangerous. But if your down…so is he.

S=Stamina (how long can you last? How many rounds?)

Sessions with a Dean are long, hot, and heavy. You can take 3 rounds but Dean… he can make you do as many rounds he wants.

T=Toys (Do you guys own toys? Do they use them?)

You guys explore with vibrators and sometimes restraints.

U=Unfair (How likely would they tease?)

You would be the one that would be a tease, Dean would definitely have his way with you later ;)

V=Volume (How loud are they)

Dean breathes heavy, low growls and grunts

X=X-ray (what’s going own down there)

Dean is beyond average…he is definitely bigger than most guys.

Y=Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

Deans sex drive is VERY high, you can’t deny that.

Z=ZZZ (how fast he would fall asleep)

Dean would wait till you were taking care of and asleep before even getting comfortable. You come first.

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What he likes about you fluff

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: Fluff

A = Admiration, what he absolutely adore about you: He adores how you understands his life, he loves they way you think and understands him. Your a kind person and he loves that

B = Body, what is his favorite part of your body: Your eyes, the tell so much and he loves to get lost in them

C = Cuddling, how he likes to cuddle: He's the big spoon, his arms wrapped around your body, protecting you.

D = Dates, what his ideal date with you would look like: Going for a walk, looking at the beautiful views, being alone with people watching him all the time, that's what he wants to do with you on a date.

E = Emotions, how he express his emotions around you: When he express his emotions its always a mix of everything. a bit of crying but also anger and frustrations.

F = Family, does he want one? If he does, when: He wants a family with you, not only having having kids but also having pets together and that lovely house, growing old and being there for each other.

G = Gifts, how he feels about gift giving? What is his habit when it comes to this: He loves to give you your favorite snacks or some flowers, he also gives the best birthday presents, he buys what you really love and want. When he spoils you it's always spontaneous.

H = Holding Hands, when/how he likes to hold hands: old school holding you hand, fingers entwined.

I = Injury, how he would act if you got hurt: Upset, he would be really upset and worried about you. He hates to see you hurt, makes him sad and frustrated.

J = Jokes, does he likes to joke around with or prank you and how: You pull pranks on each other all the time, he's a funny guy and likes to see you having fun with him.

K = Kisses, how he likes to kiss you: He will cup your face and gently kiss you on your lips.

L = Love, how he shows you he loves you: He's always there for you, he always makes time for you, texting you and picking up his phone. He remembers the things you like so he can spoil you with it.

M = Memory, favorite memory together: Having a water fight together with his son, you teaming up with his son to get him all covered in water. laughing and running around his backyard.

N = Nightmare, what is his worst fear: That he loses you in anyway possible, that you don't love him for being him and not what he is now.

O = Oddity, what is one quirk he haves: He talks sometimes before he thinks about it, meaning he says sometimes things he doesn't mean

P = Pet Names, what he likes to call you: Darling, Love, Baby.

Q = Quality Time, how he likes to spend time with you: Doing stuff together, watching some movies, baking things, going out, everything as long it is with you.

R = Rhythm, what song reminds you of him: forever young, when you hear that song you think about him. He tries to stay updated about the newest trends, he doesn't want to be left out, he wants to be young forever.

S = Secrets, how open is he with you: He's open but tells you not everything right away, he likes to keep those things for himself, he doesn't want to bother you with his problems

T = Time, how long did it take you to get together: He knew he liked you but he wanted to take it slow because he's a father.

U = Upset, how does he acts when you’re upset: He tried to understand you and thinks how he can fix it. He lets you rant about it and tries to cheer you up afterwards.

V = Vaunt, what is he proud of, Does he likes to show you off: That you love his family, that you have a great bond with his son. He loves to remind people that you would be a great mother.

W = Warrior, how would he feel about you fighting? Would he fight for you: He would be pissed if you had to fight, he throws his hands for you.

X = X-Ray, how well can he read you: He can read you well, he knows when somethings up.

Y = Yes, how would he propose to you: On a walk, somewhere private bur romantic

Z = Zen, what makes him feel calm: knowing that you are okay, that your close to him and that you love him. Hearing your voice makes him calm.

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Aitana Bonmatí NSFW Alphabet [top!aitana ver.] (18+, minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

Aitana is so sweet after sex, which is completely different from how she was during sex

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Aitana’s favorite body part is her thighs, she’s had you ride her thighs to get yourself off when you were a bit bratty

Her favorite body part of yours is your chest, she’ll spend a lot of time leaving hickies all over your chest as well as having her lips wrapped around your hardened nipples

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

She’ll shove her fingers in your mouth to clean them for her

D: Dirty Secret 

Aitana wants to film the two of you so you have something to watch when you’re apart and you need to get off

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 

Aitana is experienced but most of her experience was her being more submissive so her being more dominant with you was a learning experience but she discovered how much she liked being in charge in the bedroom

F: Favorite Position 

Aitana doesn’t have a favorite position, it always changes each time you have sex

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

She’s not very humorous in the moment but she can be a little giggly if you’ve been out drinking with the team

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

Sex with Aitana is always intimate

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 

You try to get yourself off when you two are apart but you always end up calling Aitana to talk you through it because you get frustrated when you can’t cum because it doesn’t feel as good as when Aitana makes you cum

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

Aitana discovers she has a mommy kink when you accidentally called her mommy one time

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Anywhere works for Aitana, if you two are both feeling particularly needy then she’ll find somewhere a bit private to get you off

M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 

Hearing you call her mommy or beg her turns her on

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

Aitana is not open to the idea of having a threesome, she’s the only one who gets to see and touch you like that

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Giving, Aitana loves being between your legs and will make you cum at least twice before she switches to something else

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 

Aitana loves slow and sensual sex but if she’s feeling jealous she’s fucking you harder and faster

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 

They happen often, the two of you can’t keep your hands off each othen

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 

As long as you are also open to the idea

S: Stamina (How many rounds) 

You two go for a few rounds that are on the shorter side

T: Toys 

Her favorite strap is used all the time but she also wants to get a strap that’s double-ended so you both can feel pleasure from it at the same time

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

You tease Aitana all the time outside of the bedroom and she always gets you back in the bedroom, she loves teasing you and hearing you beg

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 

Aitana can be loud at times, regardless if she’s giving or receiving

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

Aitana was feeling jealous after you were out with the team celebrating a win and some man was trying to flirt with you. She made you leave early because she needed to fuck you hard so you knew whos you were and you let ‘mommy’ slip out and Aitana had never fucked you harder and she told you to call her mommy the rest of the night

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s on the higher side but Aitana understands you two can’t have sex all the time (even though she would like to)

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Aitana is up for a bit after sex but isn’t up too late

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Abience @sereisstuff

Actually the worst @mcdonaldsplayground

Alive @netegf

All mine @gloryy-vs

Ao’nung 1, 2 @marvelsage

Ao’nung is frustrated @cordyce

Aonungs little rival @eywascall

Artic @ilici

A long way home & pt.2 @riverlikethelake

A Necklace @neteyamslovrr

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— BASKETBALL PLAYER AO’NUNG HEADCANONS ! @livelaughloak

Best pillows, @/eywascall

Beauty| Ao’nung x fem reader @aonungstsahik

boyfriend ao'nung headcannons! | ao'nung @eclipseatsea

But your so much more than that… @/aonungstsahik

Being Ao’nung’s Sully Mate - @nyctophicbtch

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Ceasefire @refiwrites

Confess @/aonungobession

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enjoy the silence | ao’nung. @aboutescapism

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Fish Boy @/ ilici

Fish lips (1-6) @eywathemother

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Going back home to the forest @/eywascall

Getting over it @m-oddinsdottir

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Hair Fixing @zynxwrite

Hidden feelings @sweetpeas-serpent-princess

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If You Want to Live Here... @aonungsz

It’s over @/theycallmesia

I Love you more than any @/aonungyou-shit

i only need you | ao'nung @/eclipseatsea

I see you. @/aonungobession

I wanted to ask you that @rottingspoiledmilk

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Knowing before you, @/eywascall

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Love song. @pand0radreamland

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Mixed feelings @/neteyamslovrr

— Modern Boyfriend Ao’nung @/yawntutsyip

Movies? You mean crying time? @/aonungyou-shit

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Necklace @meowcatsposts

Not in my eyes @hrtleo

No ordinary love @loakism

New ways to sleep @/eywascall

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One love, two mouth @fleurmiss

our breath burns in the shadows of the deep. @viinieroxide

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Pride @/neteyamslovrr

Punchable @/neteyamslovrr

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Quiet time ruined @dawnwritez

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Silly little Things @/aonungsz

Stars in the ocean @/angelltheninth

Sun and Moon @janners

Surprising tactics @boinitwdidthat

Sweet nothing @aonungapologist

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Tardy Volume 1,2,3 @seashelldom

their favourite places to kiss you @heartdenks

| The Governor's Son | Ao'nung x F Reader | Human AU @lexstara1

The tree - Ao’nung @/marvelsage

the true beginning? @/sweetpeas-serpent-princess

The weight of your words @adrunkskeletonsduck (1-3)

Tree hugger girlfriend @thaliathewriter

˚ʚ ᗢ. ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴏʀ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ₊˚✧ @lorre-verie

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Weakened by Eywa @shkudss

When you cry during an argument @lo-aksgf

WIFE PROTECTION SQUAD DEPLOYED @/eywascall

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you couldn’t swim @notkody-ig

You simply hate me @/aonungapologist

Your beautiful features @nanakouu

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3.24 pm @/adrunkskeletonsduck

Aonung x fem!sully!readers @maxiebat

Ao'nung x Sully!reader @strawberryys-stuff

Aonung x Sully!reader @yunaloona

Req (Aonung x Omaticaya fem!reader) , Request.2 @angelltheninth

Aonung Headcannons @/seashelldom

ao’nung x reader! @livelaughloak

ao'nung x Metkayina! reader @hearts4neteyam

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Super Smutty Shouta Scarf Saturday

Notes/Warnings: 18+ (s-e-r-i-o-u-s-l-y this week, you guise); fem reader; just filth this week; scarf bondage; lots of edging; dominant Aizawa; yandere-ish stuff

Shouta really was the hottest thing in existence.

His scarf held you in place more tightly, arms more firmly anchored to the headboard, legs spread wider on the mattress, than you could ever remember before. Shouta stalked around the bed, wolfishly devouring your supine, nude, helpless figure with his eyes, an absolute fever-dream fantasy in a pair of well-fitted black pants and nothing else. 

He leaned over you, blowing cool air across your stomach and across your nipples. This wound you up immediately, and you jerked against your restraints, trying to build your pleasure further. 

Aizawa’s hand grasped your throat, stilling you. 

“Did I tell you you could move?”

“I’m sorry, Sir.” 

Keeping his hand wrapped around your neck, he began to suck and gently nip your breasts. The fabric of his pants provided the most delicious friction against your bare skin. Your insides clenched and clenched, but you flexed your toes and fingers up to try and keep your body still and you tried to bite down on your lips to keep yourself from making any noise. But, of course, nothing could stop all your noises. 

Aizawa slowly let one your nipples pop from his mouth and looked into your eyes with an intensity that should have frightened you, but just turned you on all the more. 

His hand loosened its grip on your neck, and he came up to kiss you. 

“Let me hear all your sounds, angel. Your sounds are perfect.”

You obliged him with a moan. 

He groaned and buried his face in your neck for a brief moment before leaning back. “Oh, my perfect girl,” he said as he started taking off his pants. When his cock was free, you gave him a blissed-out smile and babbled, “Thank you, Sir,” and other praises. 

Aizawa chuckled as he moved between your legs. “Stay still, sweetie,” he said, causing you to cry out in frustration. How were you supposed to stay still when his fingers and his tongue were probing inside you and swirling around your clit? 

Just when you were on the verge, he stopped and you could tell he was lining himself up to enter you. You started babbling more exclamations of “thank you, Sir”and felt your insides clench around air again.

“You’re that excited to cockwarm me? Angel, I'm flattered,” Aizawa said, with a wicked expression on his face, laughing at your crestfallen expression and plaintive whimpers of protest.

It felt so good when he stretched you on his cock, but you felt little wet tears at the corner of your eyes when he did not move. You knew you had to stay still, but you were desperate to slide yourself up and down (not that your bindings would let you) and deeply feel him inside you, claiming you, owning you. But, for now, all Shouta wanted to do was rest on top of you, playing with the sensitive skin at the back of your neck. His gorgeous, perfect, ink-black hair tickled you. 

His breathing was so deep and calm that you were truly afraid he had fallen asleep. Your body fluttered a little bit, unable to contain the pleasure of having him inside you, and you fisted the sheets to try and ground yourself. 

Shouta opened one eye and gave you a predatory grin. “Does my precious girl need something?” 

You tried to make yourself sound as small and docile as possible: “I need your cum, Sir. Please fuck me and cum inside me.” 

“So polite,” said Aizawa, “and you have been very good for the most part.” His arms flexed as he lifted himself into position. 

You screamed as he finally, finally slammed himself into you. You had never been so keenly aware of how every detail of his cock felt as it moved against and in you, generating the most perfect friction He thrust into you again, leaning down so he was right next to your ear. 

“You’re mine,” he growled, as he continued to thrust. “All mine. Only mine. You feel so fucking good.” 

The pressure was building and coiling and you could finally feel some release coming. You would have agreed to anything—to murder—at this point, so it was nothing to loudly shout, “Yours, Shouta! Yours! Just fuck me all the time! Please!” 

The bonds of the scarf were digging and prickling into you, heightening your pleasure, and it wasn’t long before your orgasm exploded over and through you, so thoroughly blanking your mind that you hadn’t even realized Shouta had come himself until you came back to yourself and felt his seed inside you. 

Spent and content, you were completely reliant on the scarf bindings for any sense of grounding. But, in truth, you were floating, existing out of your own body because the physical pleasure had just been so overwhelming. 

Shouta loosened the bonds, and you crumpled into the mattress as much as you could. He tried to give you some space to continue coming down, just lying next to you as he stroked your entire body, running his hands up your leg and over your hips and breasts, all the way up to your cheek. As he did this, he cooed at you, telling you how good you were and how happy you made him and how you were his greatest treasure. 

Even the little separation between your bodies was too much for Aizawa, because it wasn’t long before he was on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress. You smiled at him; this really was where you belonged. Underneath him, bound and restrained, completely dependent on him.

Apparently he agreed. “Maybe I should keep you here all the time, tied up like this,” he murmured into your cheek.

Your tears of ecstatic submission fell harder and, between the gulps of air you were drawing in to try and settle yourself since your head was still drowning in pleasure and your most untethered fantasies, you replied, “Please, Shouta. Please. I can’t—I shouldn’t go outside. You have to protect me.” 

His expression became fond and you could scarcely believe it, but his eyes misted. “My sweet, smart girl.” He pressed kisses into your shoulder and the fullness of your sensitive breasts. “I knew you would understand. Angel, I will take care of everything. I will provide anything you desire. You will want for nothing.” 

You looked at him again, just a little more clear-headed than you were a few moments ago, and realized that he wasn’t playing any longer. He was absolutely serious. He wanted to keep you locked away here as his own personal household goddess.

You should have been appalled. Instead, you submissively rolled your head, exposing your sweet little neck for him to kiss and mark. With every touch of his lips, you let out little euphoric noises, happily sinking deeper and deeper into Shouta’s total possession. 

[asherloki]

NSFW alphabet with Sherlock

So the NSFW alphabet is also out! I hope you like it!

A-after care:- I believe Sherlock would kiss reader's whole face, and even pinch cheeks and all and ask "you okay?" With a pretty smile.

B-body part:- tough one because Sherlock isn't really into physical appearance, I guess he'll love all body parts of reader equally, with every flaws and perfection.

C-cum:- he likes to cum on pussy, you can't convince me otherwise, either in or if out then pussy or lower tummy of the reader for sure.

D-dirty secret:- ooohhh I think he has weakness for the faces and little sounds reader makes while he fucks hard, the helpless, pleased baby girl under him at his mercy.

E-experience :- I don't think he has much experience, he can be a virgin as well, but he's a fast learner so you know...

F-favourite position:- missionary hands down, he likes it classic, but he doesn't mind reader riding him either. Whatever it is has to be slow sensual and loving.

G-goofy:- oh he's very goody, he'd often make comments that can be funny or sexy, he likes to make reader laugh too. He's serious other times but not with reader atleast not during love making.

H- hair :- he's not well groomed all the time, the man drowns himself in work but maybe once in a blue moon he plans a romantic night for reader and that's when he likes to be well groomed.

I-intimacy :- as I said he's into missionary, he loves the intimacy. It's just reader and he. He can't have sex without love and trust. He's a man who has guards on. He'd only be intimate with reader because he only trusts and loves reader, whom, he knows won't take advantage of his vulnerability.

J-jack off:- I believe he watches porn to let his frustration off sometimes. But he does it rarely, he is into his works more.

K-kink:- I think he has praise kink, he likes to show off and likes to get compliments, also he likes to hear 'daddy' from the reader. So maybe age play. As he is the one to have the control.

L-location :- his bed ofcourse, but he can be very naughty, he'd love to fuck reader at her place, also his chair? Oh and against the bookshelf.

M-motivation :- reader wearing something that'd make her look elegant, nothing revealing, he's very much into respectful appearance and elegance so something beautiful that he'd die to touch her, readers whimpers and maybe a smirk by reader too, anything that he likes about reader.

N-no :- he dislikes BDSM, he hates to hurt the reader, he will never to anything extreme.

O-oral:- he likes to give and receive it both, that's it.

P-pace:- hmmmm, depends on how much time he and the reader has, if it's in the flat where no one will disturb them slow and sensual is his preference.

Q-quickie:- he doesn't gets much time off cases, and when he does he likes to have a slow sensual sex but there are times he would go for a quickie maybe most likely not. He doesn't have sex for the sake of having sex.

R-risk :- he likes risk in life but with reader he just wants a loving time, he may experiment with positions though, he would love to try something new (I have fascination for his handcuffs though).

S-stamina:- oh he will go for many rounds, as I said sometimes he doesn't have time off his cases but when he does he will go for rounds and rounds.

T-toys:- he may surprise reader with toys, and he'll love to try them.

U-unfair:- he's a little prankster boy, it's like after an argument he'll deny reader a good release just to punish her for being rude to him.

V-volume:- he's not loud but when he's close he can be loud.

W-wild card:- I think he'd praise reader after sex alot like "that's my princess" or maybe "you're beautiful".

X-xray:- he's probably big, but not that thinck, but who cares, when the man is this lovely.

Y-yearning:- he's not sexually driven, even in the least, since reader, he considered even having sex, but it's not his priority.

Z-zzz:- nah! This man has work, he'd cuddle reader to sleep then go out and take one of the cases that has been lying there.

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

I said chubby Remus hcs in connection to buff Virgil and I am here to deliver!!

CW: suggestive, body issues

Remus and Roman are built the same so keep that in mind

Remus knows he isn't skinny or built like a Disney prince or a dorito but does that bother him? Nope!

When Roman starts to bemoan his fate, Remus will point out that chubby was the ideal royal body type or

Remus will do his "my great great great granny survived the famine" dance. And yes, he sluts it up to prove a point

This dork is not afraid to show some skin and if that gets a certain spider to secretly ogle him, well that's just a bonus

When he's not eating toiletries and stationary supplies, Remus actually has a very balanced diet. Naturally he indulges in sweets and fatty food, because he can and it tastes good

Virgil absolutely loves his squishy dukey. He's so cute and cuddly, and soft

Remus is thrilled whenever Virgil uses his thighs or tummy as a pillow

This man jiggles when he walks, and dammit if he doesn't make it sexy as hell

One time he wore a corset (that he stole from Roman) just for fun and Virgil tore it off because he doesn't need to hide himself. Remus was too busy being gay for buff Virgil to completely understand

Roman was not happy about the destroyed corset but it could have been so much worse and he knows it

Remus is a tough puppy when it comes to criticism, especially about his gorgeous body, but he would be devastated if Virgil ever tried to suggest he lose weight

The only time that came close was when Virgil suggested Remus start working out with him. He quickly explained that it would be great to bulk up and let off steam (and not so quick to admit he wanted to spend time with Remus)

When they're cuddling and Virgil is really tired or maybe a little drunk, he will absolutely cover Remus' tummy in kisses. Occasionally he'll include the thighs too. Remus is a ticklish guy so he always giggles like crazy

Remus has taken up belly dancing to show off his stuff. And yes, he wants to show off for Virgil, who always seems to be straining to sit still during his performances

Roman is the exact opposite when it comes to his body. Occasionally Remus will try to bolster his confidence, only to be shot down. Remus always vents his frustrations to Virgil while Virgil cuddles him

"I'm an earthquake in the bedroom! Sink into my holes and watch everything shake! Watch your back San Francisco, I will destroy you!" -Remus trying to flirt

Virgil is at least a little amused. It's not like this dork mentioned "daddy milkers" again

I cannot stress enough how much Remus loves the fact that Virgil can carry two of him with little strain. He knows he's a big boy, which means that Virgil is fully capable of skull crushing. And Remus has a skull meant to be crushed!!

But he'll take being squished and adored too. His Scare Bear loves squishing him in the warmest hugs

Virgil tends to grab him by his softest bits to pull him closer in general. Remus knows his bf can't get enough of his sexy body, and he can have as much as he wants!!

Hell Y E S Chubby Dukey!!! I L O V E L O V E L O V E how fucking confident Ree is about his body manz knows he's the whole damn menu wearing crop tops/any revealing outfits and his B U F F Emo definitely agrees <3 Also the tummy kisses P L E A S E that's S O fucking cute he's just a giggly mess as Vee worships his body and showers him in affection!!! He adores a gentle Spider who looks like he can C R U S H him but he'll still take getting carried around and smooches any day <3

[fern3031]

NEPETA NATION!!!!!!!! hello to anyone roleplaying nepeta or just likes using her quirk. ESPECIALLY THOSE WHO USE QUIRK ASSIST i will link quirk assist later. ok so i made a list of puns but using like every single pun i could find or think of ok i will copy and paste it down below... BEWARE THIS IS IN THE FORMAT TO BE COPY AND PASTED INTO A QUIRK ASSIST .TXT DOCUMENT SO IT HAS ALL THE NEEDED FORMATTING/CODE EVERYTHING you would need to do nothing. basically :.: means = there are some weird words i just wanted to get every word i could find im sorry

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woohoo!! ok https://web.archive.org/web/20151016145253/http://mspaforums.com/showthread.php?46640-Quirk-Assist-Type-like-a-troll-Anywhere-v-1-4-2

quirk assist ^ to auto correct quirks so you dont have to manually type them. nepetas quirk doesnt come with puns because TECHNICALLY she doesnt actually use puns all the time but its fun!!! so i use them

[luvmmarner]

ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ ;; 4 @jackhghes

A = Aftercare ;; Even if he is exhausted , Jack will always make sure that his partner is taken care of. He places a high priority on aftercare since he views it as a manifestation of care.

B = Body part ;; Jack adores every inch of the body that his partner possesses. Mostly their head and neck. He enjoys planting gentle kisses on his partner's head and inhaling deeply the intoxicating aroma of his partner's hair.

C = Cum ;; He savours the sensation of cumming inside of his lover. Jack will do anything to make his partner cum even if he is extremely tired.

D = Dirty secret ;; Jack finds the idea of chaining up his partner during sex to be appealing, but he is careful not to be too rough with his partner.

E = Experience ;; Jack doesn't have a lot of experience, but he's willing to learn more for both himself and his partner so that they can enjoy it a lot more. He would be willing to experiment with various new things even if they don’t sound so appealing.

F = Favorite position ;; Jack doesn’t have a favorite. He likes any position that makes his partner feel the greatest and most filled.

G = Goofy ;; Jack is mostly serious in bed, as he wants to fullfil the needs of his partner. He will sometimes tickle their partner after initimate moments and tease.

H = Hair ;; Jack has really nice hair; his partner loves to gently rake their hands through it. It’s very soft and silky.

I = Intimacy ;; Jack is very passionate even if he can be rough sometimes. He always checks in on his partner and makes sure it’s okay to do anything that’s new to them.

J = Jack off ;; Jack places a high priority on his own enjoyment, particularly after a tough away game. He enjoys pleasing himself just as much as he enjoys pleasing his partner in sexual activity.

K = Kink ;; Jack likes to lightly choke his partner when he’s about to cum. He also loves to excessively stimulate his partner.

L = Location ;; Jack is most comfortable in a soft, cushioned setting, such as a bed or couch. During private moments, he wants to make sure that his partner is not bothered by discomfort.

M = Motivation ;; Jack loves it when his partner's neck is exposed or when his partner is looking too good to resist.

N = No ;; Jack is not a fan of knifeplay, and he may become turned off in a situation in which there is a lack of communication.

O = Oral ;; Jack likes giving and receiving. He loves when his partner pleases him and always makes sure to return the favour.

P = Pace ;; if very frustrated after losing in the playoffs or a tough game. Jack would take out his frustrations on his partner, and not care about how fast or rough things got. However whenever he normally gets intimate with his partner he likes slow and meaningful sex.

Q = Quickie ;; Jack enjoys sex that is slow and lasts for a long time. He finds it particularly amusing to listen to his partner moan, particularly if his partner is already overstimulated.

R = Risk ;; Jack is very possessive of his partner (not in a bad way.) He wouldn’t want anyone to see his partners body except him. He wouldn’t do any risky things in public unless it’s in the car.

S = Stamina ;; Jack usually loves soft and passionate sex. On the other hand, he wouldn't mind a few more rounds until both he and his partner are unable to handle any more.

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U = Unfair ;; Jack likes to tease his partner and loves when he makes his partner beg.

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W = Wild card ;; Jack loves when his partner wears skirts, but wouldn’t admit it to his partner though.

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Z = Zzz ;; Jack likes to fall asleep shortly after or right after sex. As soon as he knows his lover needs been met.

[klausinamarink]

One Kid Gone, Another Up and Vanished (part 6)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 next: Part 7

Hey I’m back! starting to change the POVs around a bit - plot is kicking ^-^

After she strings the last line of Christmas lights on the wall, Joyce starts painting the alphabet letters underneath each bulb with determination.

This might not work, but she knows her son can do it. He’s already brilliant to use the lights and this will be much easier for him. For her.

Satisfied with her work, Joyce steps back down on the floor. The lights are off, but she knows they’ll turn bright anyways.

“Okay, Will, sweetie?” She calls out. She imagines that Will is pressed against her leg just like he does when he’s shy and alone. Her heart aches at the thought. “I’ve done something that it’ll be- well, I hope it’ll be better than the ‘yes’ or ‘no’s. But, uh, if you can see this, you can actually spell out what you need to say.”

She waits for a few seconds. Then, the light for Y flickers.

“We can practice if you want!” Oh, she hopes it works. But Will can do it. “Can you- ah, what to do.. Oh! Your name! Can you spell your name on this?”

Will’s response takes another few seconds, almost too long. But lights flicker individually before Joyce’s eyes.

W-I-L-L

Joyce can’t stop herself from clapping excitedly. “Oh my god, Will! You did it! I knew you can do it!”

One of the lamps next to the couch flicker repeatedly. Is this Will’s way of clapping and cheering with her? Her heart fills up, almost as painful as the past few days had been. Then the lights on the wall start spelling again.

A-N-D-E-D-D-I-E

“And.. Eddie?” Joyce frowns. Is her son not alone? Wherever he is that she can’t reach? Shit, is he safe? “I’m sorry, sweetie, are you- tell me you are safe. Are you alone?”

S-A-F-E-N-O-T-A-L-O-N-E

”I-I’m sorry, Will.” Joyce shakes her head, feeling suddenly overwhelmed. “I don’t really understand right now, but can we stick to short answers for now? Can you tell me where exactly are you?”

H-E-R-E

“Here? Here, where? Will, where is here? I- I can’t see you!”

Several lightbulbs seems to combat with each other one in blues and reds. Then they stop. And then-

R-U-N

Every light in the house flickers maniacally and Joyce runs outside as something in the wall starts tearing out again.

—

Eddie slams his back against one of the largest trees, clenching Will and their spears close to his chest. His lungs are collapsing in themselves so hard that he won’t be surprised if they turn into a new galaxy system or whatever.

The demogorgon roars, the sound echoing closer by the second.

His breathing is sharp as needles as he tries to get it under control. It only sends him into a coughing fit. Will kicks him in the ankle, hissing, “It’ll hear us!”

Eddie tells him, “Do you think I’m doing this on purpose?” Or at least he tries to when he starts coughing again. He slides down to his ass, feeling the prickle of tears in his eyes. It almost overlaps with the even louder branches snapping from behind.

Will’s hands fly to Eddie’s mouth and clamp down hard on his cloth mask. He forces to swallow down the coughs despite his throat tickling uncomfortably.

He hears the demogorgon stomping around, roaring in frustration. Eddie’s chest constricts from lack of air and he’s seeing black spots again.

Please go away, you Venus Fly-Trap face fuck.

It does not go away. Instead, the demogorgon comes out right next to them.

Eddie would’ve screamed.

So by the laws of natural order, it’s Will who screams at the demogorgon and makes it worse by thrusting one of the fucking spears at it.

What happens next is a literal blur.

Eddie does still remember the demogorgon screeching before it grabs Will and throws him across the forest floor. He remembers somehow standing up and somehow getting the demogorgon’s attention on Eddie. He remembers darting to the side at the last second so the monster crashes right into the tree.

He remembers running, Will’s hand gripped tightly in his.

They crash into another block of houses that Eddie doesn’t really recognize at first glance. He only laser-focuses on running into one of the open garages where the doors to the occupant’s living are wide open for him to drop into without a risk of messing with the vines.

Well, he still steps over the vines and barely checks for a wide enough space to collapse onto, but not really the point.

Eddie wheezes, his back on the floor and gaze to the dark-stained ceiling. His lungs rattle uncontrollably as he coughs and coughs until he feels a glass bottle in his hand. He’s careful not to drink it down fast, but it soothes his throat enough to subside the coughing.

He hears Will give out a whoosh of air, “I think the demogorgon won’t find us for a while.”

Eddie doesn’t stop snapping his head towards the boy’s direction. Or the newborn wrath in his voice as he questions, “You think?”

Will immediately shrinks down, his body retracting into his vest like a baby turtle.

“You think the demogorgon can’t get us because you think it was great to stab it?”

Anger shimmers off Eddie as he stands up, albeit with shaking legs. “What the fuck were you thinking?! Whatever happen to hiding so it doesn’t, oh god I don’t know, kill us?”

“I-I know it wasn’t a good idea…” Will’s voice is small. Eddie’s brain is telling himself to shut the hell up, but Eddie doesn’t listen to his brain most of his time so he continues the triad.

“What was supposed to be your plan, Little Byers? Huh? Stab the demogorgon? Just like that? Without a goddamn second thought of ‘hey, maybe this will get me and my new best friend killed and I would never go home at all!’ Jesus Christ… you’re a goddamn lucky charm not to lose that spear. And it had to be right after you finally talked to your mom who was so fucking happy to even hear-”

A gut wrenching sob breaks through his words.

Eddie stops himself and looks down at Will, curled up to himself as his body violently shudder with every sob.

Munson, you fucking idiot.

“Oh shit,” Eddie is already on his knees, facing Will. His hands hover uselessly over the boy. “Will, hey, hey. I’m sorry. I’m really so sorry. I never meant-”

Will flinches away from him, burying his face deeper into his arms.

And if that didn’t already break Eddie’s heart, he doesn’t know what else would. And he knows firsthand what yelling and incessantly blaming a child for a mistake does wonders. He knows what it’s like to live constantly on eggshells because the person you love can hurt you at a moment’s notice.

Even for something life threatening as being chased by man-eating monsters in an alternate dimension, Will Byers doesn’t deserve that. And Eddie just ruined it.

“Will-” He reaches out again. This time, Will kicks and hits him, snot and tears pouring out of him. This time, Eddie keeps his arms around Will and holds him tight as close as he can.

“Let me go!” Will cries. “I just wanna go home! Let me see my mom by myself! I want to go home!”

“I know, I know.” Eddie shushes him, gently rocking him back and forth. A far cry mimic from what his mom and Wayne used to do, but he hopes it’s good enough. Please let it be good enough. “I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m sorry I made you feel more hurt. I’m sorry I made you cry. I’m sorry-”

Will eventually goes limp but moves his arms around Eddie’s neck. Eddie keeps rocking him even when his apologies are done. Will’s tears stain his shirt even when the kid starts singing The Clash song with broken breaths. Eddie keeps holding him as he joins in.

They’re the only ones in hell after all.

—

There’s a knocking on the front door and it makes Wayne dash faster than he ever did in ‘Nam. He already sees Eddie on the steps, dirty and tired but safe-

But it’s only Jim Hopper, holding a small brown bag.

“Hey, Wayne.” The chief smiles thinly in exhaustion. Wayne doesn’t smile back. “Thought I would bring a bit of breakfast.”

“Why are you here, Jim?” He cuts through the pleasantries, hoping, hoping that it’s not any bad news.

Hopper says nothing. Just gestures to the picnic table near the trailer. Wayne thinks about shutting the door instead, about assuming the worst and let the grief come in.

But he only goes inside to grab his cup of coffee and cigarettes. Then he follows Hopper outside.

They sit down, neither of them reaching for the bag. Wayne doesn’t have much of an appetite recently and he doesn’t take good cop food. Though he allows Hopper to take one of his cigarettes.

Finally, just as the morning air continues to weigh on them, Hopper sighs heavily and says, “Will Byers was found last night.”

“Where?”

“The quarry.”

Christ.

Wayne closes his eyes. He doesn’t ask about how the boy was found because he and his brother grew up next to a wetland back home and when too many boys went there to swim, it was guaranteed that one of them would be as still as the water’s surface by sunset. And he could count on both hands how many boys met that fate.

He hopes that Joyce Byers and her eldest weren’t there to find him.

“We haven’t found any leads on Eddie so far.”

“Thought the hit and run theory was the only one.” Wayne doesn’t hide the disdain in his voice. He takes a drag, hearing Hopper’s frustrated huff.

“If it makes you feel better, I fired Powell’s ass.”

Wayne takes another drag of his cigarette. He clicks his tongue before saying, “I appreciate the act of kindness. But I’ll feel better when Eddie comes home.”

“I know you want your nephew back safe but…” He shoots Hopper a look, watching the chief fumble the words before he continues, “I’m not gonna sugarcoat this, Wayne, but there’s a couple new cases that popped up. The state is getting involved too.”

“The state.” Wayne feels a dry twinge in his mouth.

“Yeah.” Hopper shakes his head. “It’s a little fishy, if you ask. But if they are going to at least help out-”

Wayne doesn’t hear what he says next because he’s standing up and walking back to the trailer. He’s only inside for a second just to swipe his leather-bound notebook off the kitchen counter. He comes back and throws it on the wooden table in front of Hopper with a thick slam.

The chief gets startled by that, looks up at Wayne, and back to the notebook when Wayne gives him nothing else. He watches Hopper flip through the pages and then read one. “What-”

“This-” Wayne points at the book he’d filled in the past few hours when sleeping was hopeless, “is everything I’ve done so far about Eddie’s whereabouts. I’ve asked everyone in town. I’ve checked every godforsaken place both in and out of Hawkins, even the ones that are dangerous lookin’. Nobody even has a clue he’s missing. Some of ‘em even said I worried too much for a boy who ran off to a silly city concert. As if worrying for my boy has been my livelihood since he first came to my front door.”

He stares hard at Hopper. The chief just looks down at the book, his face unreadable.

“Even if you were busy with the Byers boy, you should’ve gone looking for Eddie too. But none of ya did so I did. Now I’m running out of leads, chief. I don’t know where to find him next.”

Wayne is always a calm person. But anger always finds a way to crawl out like a maggot.

He takes a deep breath, blinking his eyes hard. “How long it’ll take for you to even care out what happened to my nephew before his body turns up next?”

It feels horribly wrong to assume Eddie’s already dead. It breaks his heart to say it aloud. But Wayne knows from the bottom of his soul and his great-aunt’s crockpot that Eddie’s alive. Missing but somehow here in the world and breathing.

Hopper closes his eyes. After taking a breath, he stands up, leaving the notebook on the table.

“Take it.” Wayne orders. Hopper looks at him uncertainly. “Might as well share it with the state if they’re that cooperative.”

Hopper sighs again and takes the notebook in hand, walking back to his car. He leaves the brown bag on the table though. Before he gets in, Hopper turns and calls out, “Some lab results came back. The stain on the van’s front is just animal blood.”

Wayne just crosses his arms and says nothing back.

As he watches him leave, he realizes his cigarette is still burning. He drops it on bench where Hopper had sat and crushes it under his boot.

—

“You said that Will was alive and we could find him! But now he’s dead!” Mike scrubs his hands over his wet face again as he paces fiercely in the basement. El’s sitting in the tent, watching him with sad eyes. She’s been doing this since-

Another bottle of tears well up in him. Mike shuts his eyes, hoping not to burst. He’s already been a crying mess since he got home last night and had to tell his mom about Will-

“Why did you lie to us? Why did you lie to me? Why?” He doesn’t look at El because if he does, her eyes will still be sad and he’s going to cry again. “Friends don’t lie! Why did you have to hide he was dead? Why couldn’t-”

His walkie turns on with static. He whirls around, almost ready to throw it at the wall if it was from Dustin or Lucas asking if he’s okay. But he sees it on El’s hands. Her eyes are closed, concentrating.

“Hey, don’t-!” He starts forward but freezes when a familiar voice comes through.

“-I stay or should I go? Darling, you got to let me know?”

It’s Will. Clear as day. Alive.

“C’mon, you have to know the next lines by now. Can you sing them?”

Mike’s wide eyes are on the radio. Tears are prickling but for a different reason.

There’s an aggravated sigh and then, “Little Byers, I have to admit that your song is giving me a massive ear worm. I’m sorry but I will not sing The Clash from my own tongue.”

That’s… not Will.

“This can be the last time, I swear! Then you can sing Bowie-”

“I thought I told you I don’t listen to David Bowie!?” The second person squawks.

“You said not to tell anyone you listen to Bowie. And there’s nobody here… so-”

Mike grabs his walkie from El’s hands and yells, “Will! I’m here! I can hear you! Can you read me?! Over!”

“God, this.. how… crafted image dies...”

“What’s… -ur deal… Bowie… -t ba-…”

The static comes back and soon takes away Will’s sound. Mike tries to radio again but nothing happens. He whirls back to El with an open mouth. “Was that…?”

El smiles softly, her nose bleeding. “Will. Eddie.”

Many questions run through Mike’s head. The first one out of his mouth is, “Who the heck is Eddie?”

— —

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Part 12: Share with Silence of the Trees

Master post

Jason has found a way to cross their language barrier! Danny still remembers how to spell things…he thinks he does at least. He knows letters and that’s important. There’s so much paper taped to the floor just so Danny can get across some sort of message.

He’d make an ouija board joke, but he’s more worried about Jazz right now, her blurry face and cries of pain are all he can think about. The sounds of his memory-nightmare repeat over and over in his mind.

Consequently, ‘Jazz’ is the first word he spells.

And of course Jason doesn’t know what he’s trying to tell him.

‘Help’ is the second word but that just makes Jason more confused. After some questions he narrows it down to a person named Jazz, but he’s not quite getting the picture. Jason thinks that Jazz is someone who can help Danny.

“N-O”

“U H-E-L-P J-A-Z-Z”

After a second, he tacks on, “P-L-Z”

There’s more questions and Danny doesn’t know the answers, he just keeps hearing her cries of pain in his mind and they need to make sure she’s okay.

Something in his eyes must spur Jason on, because he decides to tackle the questioning a different way. He has Danny describe Jazz.

“R-E-D H-A-I-R G-E-N-T-L-E H-A-N-D-S F-A-M-I-L-Y”

“What about a last name? Do you know their last name?”

And Danny tries. Oh does he try but his mind won’t give him that.

“D-O-N-T R-E-M-E-M-B-E-R”

“Okay,” Jason let’s out a reassuring hum. “That’s alright let’s see if we can’t figure out any details that might help me find her.”

“B-I-G-G-E-R T-H-A-N M-E” Danny roots his nose in the direction of his real body.

“Do you remember who you are?”

“S-O-M-E” Danny only hesitates a moment before adding “I A-M D-A-N-N-Y B-U-T A-L-S-O P-H-A-N-T-O-M.”

“Do you know where you came from? Gotham?”

He shakes his head. “N-O-T G-O-T-H-A-M I D-O-N-T K-N-O-W”

They go through a few more questions, most of which Danny doesn’t know the answer or has only a vague niggling memory he can’t access. It’s frustrating for both him and Jason. That Jason is so patient with Danny’s non-answers has him feeling grateful. He knows his faulty mind is not helping. He has memories but no context, no names and blurry faces and gaps where he has no clue what happened.

Their charades/ouija board session is interrupted by one of Jason’s phones going off.

“Ugh, Christ on a cracker…Firefly broke out of Arkham,” he says, looking up from the phone with a sigh. “I better make sure they get him roped in before he burns down half the alley.”

Danny nods. He hates that Jason goes into such danger, but he understands that he would be just as bad if their situations were reversed.

As such, when Jason leaves, he settles into his routine of pacing the border closest to where he can feel Jason. He flows down the side of the building and into the alley, then back up again. Crossing gaps that mortal creatures would never dream of leaping. He’s dead though and the dead don’t heed the laws of gravity or pesky things like physics. He’s dead…

…and why does that sit wrong in his mouth, on his brain?

Because he’s not.

His hackles flare as rage and panic flare from Jason. That he can sense it so strongly from this far away speaks volumes to how strong Jason’s emotions are raging right now. They hit him again, stronger.

Protect.

Failed once. Never again.

Protect.

PROTECT

Danny bolts towards Jason only to dissipate at the edge of how far he can be from his body. He growls at the invisible edge of the barrier as he reforms but it trails off into a whine as Jason’s panic escalates. There’s only one way to reach Jason.

To protect…

He doesn’t hesitate this time, when he dives into his body with the intention of coming back up with bipedal limbs and a mouth that can use words. He doesn’t get lost in the melded and warped memories that bombard him. He fights through emotions both new and old, fighting through his old self and swimming ever deeper into his body and mind.

He gasps awake with a sound like a drowning man coming up for air or the dead rising to life. It’s a breath that rattles his ribs and aches across those muscles between each one. His eyes flash open and his body feels wrong wrong Wrong but Jason’s call to protect is louder and more important than this minor inconvenience.

He can sense it better now, the details of Jason’s angry war cry. His brother, his kin is in danger.

He flexes fingers just to feel them working and he bolts. He doesn’t bother to go around anything, not when he’s used to being mostly incorporeal. The scenery blurs by as he races on and on, hoping beyond all hope that he can make it in time.

The smoke lingering in the air is the first sign of trouble. The second being Jason trying to throw himself into the burning building. The building his kin is most likely in.

Danny doesn’t hesitate, he takes barely even a second to get a sense of the most likely locations to search based on the flames and to decide the best way to sweep the warehouse fully before diving into the smoke.

He can’t miss. He can’t fail.

Not again.

Intangibility keeps the flames from burning him but the heat of the air is still stifling and the smoke tickling at his nose, daring him to breathe it in. He’s lucky he doesn’t need to breathe like this. It still burns his eyes but that’s fine because crying from smoke will hide the tears of fear. Fear that he won’t find Jason’s sibling in time.

The fear only grows the longer he searches without result. The creeping dread of what he will or won’t find crawls up his spine, and he has a spine it can crawl up now. He would almost rather go back to his spectral form, save for the fact that he would be unable to touch Jason’s brother.

On another pass, he spots Jason struggling through the smoke and flames. He shoves him back out of the building with stinging eyes and tear stained cheeks. He cannot fail but he also cannot lose Jason so he returns to his search with a dogged determination.

He’s nearly keening aloud by the time he finally stumbles across Red Robin crumpled in a storage closet. He can hear his heart beating and it looks like he’s breathing. Danny doesn’t have a good way to cover Red Robin’s nose and mouth. Neither of the fabrics they’re wearing are conducive to breathing through and it will take too much time to rifle through all of the pouches on the bird’s belts intangibly. He finally decides on covering the little exposed skin with his cloak and rushing out, hopefully fast enough to avoid damage.

Humans can’t take heat like he can. How hot does the air have to be before it burns the lungs inhaling it?

He flies straight up and through the ceiling. There’s more smoke but it’s safer in Danny’s eyes. Once they’re clear of the building and the reaching flames, Danny darts towards Jason. He can sense him trying to climb back in and then he can see it.

His feet make no sound as he lands on the street behind Jason, so he lets out a crooning sort of croak.

~•~

Jason spins, eyes wide and searching, landing on the glowing white haired teen and his unconscious brother draped across their arms. Even with the cape still covering Tim’s face, he knows it’s Tim.

And the teen…

oh…

The teen is Spooky, Danny. He’d recognize that funky jumpsuit anywhere and those eyes are the same Lazarus green eyes he sees on a canid face every damn day.

He’s frozen mentally. Physically he’s moving forward to check Tim’s vitals and look for any obvious signs of injury but it’s all autopilot, all things that were drilled into him so that it became second nature, so that he could function even when his emotions are running wild like they are right now. He’s furious and relieved and anxious and surprised and ecstatic and so much more nuances of the same. It’s a cyclone of vicious emotions attempting to claw their way to the surface, fighting each other for the top spot.

His instincts purr, they’re safe they’re safe family is safe, while he gets on coms with Oracle to make sure she knows they’ve got Tim and that he’s alive.

He gently takes Tim off of Spooky’s hands and hoists him onto his hip like he’s a sleeping toddler so he can free one of his hands.

He gently reaches out to ruffle hair that has the same wispy feeling as before.

“Thank you,” he says quietly. Family, his instincts say. I love you, says the odd rumbling tone that ripples out from somewhere in his chest.

Danny clicks and a similar rumble in higher pitch comes from him and somehow Jason knows that it means, I love you too. Family.

Sooo… hey…

Life has been crazy for me this past month and a half and I’ve barely had any time off between taking care of my mom who’s been injured (broke her back), working a lot more hours bc my mom can’t, and then just a whole slew of family events, weddings, funerals, the whole shebang. I quite literally skipped a funeral this weekend so I could actually rest for a sec (to be fair it was set on a Sunday afternoon at a place thats like a 4-6 hour drive away and I can’t really afford to miss work since, well…my mom broke her back (she’s fine and recovering well so far we think). Gods I feel like one of those ao3 authors that shows up out of nowhere with some wild story but like this is my life rn.

But yeah, I’m still working on this and I have a plan for where I want this to go so it’s gonna keep going. I’ll either get way more productive in October/November or way less productive since I’m prepping for nanowrimo.

[bruhhhh-huhhhhh]

RAMATTRA REQUEST TIME - trans masc/gn reader, some fluff first - Ram discovering s/o is ticklish, I feel like he'd be almost clinical about it while reader is dying laughing and it's sending me 😂 - Carving pumpkins w/ s/o (it's halloween season now idc) - Ram grabbing s/o's hand so they don't get lost in a crowd or something, Ram doesn't notice for a while that he's still holding s/o's hand, but s/o does and they are f l u s t e r e d (premarital handholding????!!! lmao) - Ram helping care for his sick s/o (just like a cold or something way more angsty whatever your heart desires). nsfw request(s) next!

YESSSSS

I'm doing the hand holding one first

and you totallyyyy shouldn't send me some angsty requests too... (Wink wink, Nudge nudge)

Ramattra holding readers hand

The two of you had been attending an event that Talon had planned to celebrate Null Sector's recruitment. It was loud and crowded. Very crowded. Lots of Talon's agents were there, as well as Null Sector's. Ramattra had been trying to keep track of you in the crowd, trying to keep you next to him. It hadn't been working very well.

"Y/n? Where are you?" Ramattra called out. He had lost you.

Again.

It was starting to annoy him, how easily you got lost in the crowd. It had happened twice so far, this time making three.

"I'm over here!" You called out from one of the tables on his left. Your feet had started to hurt, so you said over your shoulder that you were going to sit down for a bit. Unbeknownst to you, he wasn't next to you as he had been dragged away by Sombra.

Ramattra could feel the frustration overcoming him. He knew that he'd have to do something about you getting lost. You're small and fragile compared to him. You're...human. It wouldn't be hard for a spy to take you and use you to get to him.

"Y/n. You musn't walk off without me," Ram says as he sits down next to you.

"I don't do it on purpose! There's just so many people that's it's so easy to lose you," you respond, crossing your arms.

If he could, Ramattra would have rolled his eyes. He opted to sigh instead. "I understand that, but I don't want something to happen to you and me not be there."

The two of you talked for a while before deciding to go back into the crowd. The two of you talked to various different agents in both Talon and Null Sector.

At one point, people started to move to a certain area. Ramattra felt you starting to slip away from him, so he made a split second decision to grab your hand and pull you closer to him.

The two of you stayed like that for the rest of the night. Holding hands didn't seem like such a big gesture to you before, but now that Ramattra was holding yours you understood why people thought it was. Your face became more and more flushed as the night went on, Ramattra never letting go of your hand.

He hadn't even noticed that he hadn't let go. The feeling of your soft hand in his metal one felt so natural that it was pushed to the back of his mind.

By the end of the night, both of you were exhausted. Being the leader of Null Sector, Ramattra had lots of people coming up to him, and you by proxy.

He guided both of you to the room that you were to be staying in, his hand not leaving yours the whole time.

You were very tempted to just collapse into bed with your boyfriend, but you also really wanted to get the suit that you were wearing off. But you couldn't as long as he was holding your hand, and you weren't going to be the one to pull away.

It took Ramattra a while to finally notice that he was still holding your hand. He went around doing his nightly chores, including meditating, without realizing.

When he finally did it was because he wanted to know why you hadn't gotten changed yet. The two of you were sitting on the couch, still holding hands.

"Darling, why haven't you gotten changed for bed yet?" He asked, looking over to you. That's when he noticed that your face was quite red and you looked really flustered. "Are you alright?" Ram was worried that you were sick and he hadn't noticed until just now.

"I, uhm..." you trailed off, not knowing how to tell him. "You haven't let go of my hand yet."

"Oh," is all he said in response, not finding it that big of a deal. "You could have let go, you know."

"No I couldn't!"

"Why not? Is this one of your weird human things?"

You groaned and hid your face in your hands. "Kind of? I don't know. It's just- It felt intimate, I guess?"

Realization dawned on the omnic. "Is that why you're so flustered?"

"No!"

Even though he doesn't have eyes like you do, you can tell what look that he's giving you. It's the "Oh really?" look.

"Maybe..."

"Good boy."

All that does is fluster you more

AHHHH I'M FINALLY DONE IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!

[sd-vtm]

We ain’t so different, you and I. @red-in-revolt

S Y S T E M S E T :: L O W E N E R G Y M O D E

E N E R G Y L E V E L S 2 3 %

I N I A T I N G O N L I N E S E Q U E N C E

With a flicker, the red written words stand by mode flickered off and her visor lights up with two yellow optics blinking slowly as she wakes.

Ow.. her head was just killing right now, felt like someone shoved a bunch of rocks and nails in there..

With a shift the other sit up slowly and whimpered to herself, rubbing the side of her head with index and middle digit. V blinked a few times before her optics scanned the area, finding herself on some sort of large medical berth, feeling unease, the femdrone shifted to sit up, optics hollowed and darting about.

This looked waaaay too familiar, whats next, another crazed worker drone at her neck?

Optics then squint, it’s too blurry to make out much around her but she knows its another medical room. A rather bright one too.

She see’s a large face peering at her causing a gasp to escape, with a jerk of her arm going straight out, she tries to online a weapon but her energy levels deny her access. V growled with frustration befor lashing the syringe tail forward out of reflex, ready to stab whoever was looking over her like that. Maybe we should find some glasses.. but there hadn't been any dead humans around with a pair that was good enough for her shit far away optic vision..

“..Who a-are you?! Get back, t—this thing is loaded b-buddy..!” Static and weakness felt heavy on her voice and the other struggled to even keep herself upwards, body trembling with each exhale of her mouth.

[gunnerfc]

Niamh Charles NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

Niamh knows you so well that she knows that you want the same thing each time so she already has them ready when sex is over

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Her favorite body part is her mouth, she loves how good she can make you feel

Her favorite body part of yours is your chest, she will spend time giving them both equal amounts of attention

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

Niamh loves how you taste and would spend hours between your legs tasting you

D: Dirty Secret 

The idea of someone overhearing you turns her on

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 

She’s experienced and way better than your last partner

F: Favorite Position 

Big fan of having you sit on her face

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

Niamh is a mix of both serious and humorous most nights, but the humorous wears off as the night goes on

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

She’s so intimate with you most times unless she’s jealous then the intimacy comes after sex is done

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 

If she’s jealous or just in a cocky mood, she’ll tell you to get yourself off and she’ll laugh when you get frustrated that it doesn’t feel as good as her

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

Niamh enjoys degrading you in the bedroom which would shock anyone who knew the two of you because of how sweet she is with you outside of the bedroom

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

She’s biased toward your shared apartment but she does enjoy a quickie after a game in the showers

M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 

Seeing you on the pitch, playing very well because she knows the two of you will celebrate a good performance back at home

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

She’s open to trying everything at least once as long as you want to try it too

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Giving, 100%

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 

Fast and rough if she’s using a strap but she takes her time if she is eating you out

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 

They mainly only happen after games because she can’t wait to get her hands on you

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 

She is!

S: Stamina (How many rounds) 

It changes each time but as long as you have multiple orgasms, she doesn’t really care

T: Toys 

She has a vibrator she uses to edge you when she’s feeling jealous or just wants to hear you beg and cry

She also has a strap that she loves fucking you with

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

She loves teasing you, hearing you whine turns her on

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 

She’s not loud at all, you’re the loud one in the relationship

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

After winning a game, Niamh made you cum twice in the locker room showers and you had to keep a hand over your mouth because of how loud you can be

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s in the middle for the most part but she has her days when all she wants to do with you is fuck you

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

You two usually fall asleep around the same, especially if you both had a long day

[slashingdisneypasta]

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! Omg I'm so happy you like them!!! I glad I got your OC's right too ^^

Ok ok. Remember, other than Poppy, these are mainly me spitballing ideas until I find a design that works best. With that out if the way, let's get to it in alphabetical order ^^

Ben Cottontail/Ben Cooper

This is the second one I feel most assured in design. I want him to look as plain as your typical perfect school boy looks. Basically, you can tell that he values too much in the wrong things just by looking at him. I was trying to go for a strawberry blonde look, though I doubt I succeeded 😅

Henry Foxworth/Henry Worthington

Henry on the streets VS Henry being blackmailed into marriage by you-know-who. He is meant to have a more dirty, cheating Flynn Rider look. Or, as you perfectly put it, a fusion between Nick Wilde and Prince Hans. I want his hair to stick up anime style like your drawing of him showed, but this app didn't have that option XD

Moony Wolf/Marcus Wheeler

Moony's design I'm having the most trouble with. Both as a toon and a human (as a toon, I want him to look scary while also keeping the 30's-40's cartoon style. As a human, how can I humanize Moony if I don't even have his toon design fully developed? 😅). I do know I want him to be African American at least, though. And I want his eyes to be a reddish brown to best replicate his red eyes as a wolf. I tried to make him look roughed up while simultaneously make him look like he's actively taking care of himself. I still have a lot to figure out about Moony's design.

Poppy O'Hare/Sophie O'Brian

You already know what Pops looks like, but I still wanted to include her... Not to mention the blood effect did make me think of how, as friends with gangsters, she had to have witnessed at least one murder...

Shiny Weasel/Miriam Hill

I was originally going to make her Augurn, but then I realized she started to look too much like Jessica Rabbit. So bright brown hair it is XD she is also supposed to have freckles... But I forgot XD (she does wear foundation at work, though. So we'll say that this is her club look). I'm thinking about making her African American as well, or mixed race.

Terry Ratt T./Terry R. Jordan

Terry's was simultaneously fun and frustrating to do. I needed to make him look as ratty as possible XD I think this one is my favorite most of all.

Now, the most important question... Would Rena smash or pass? I'm kidding I'm kidding XDD (unless... 👀)

MOONY, my wolfy husband,

IS EVEN H O T T E R

THEN I THOUGHT.

ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?? 'roughed up while simultaneously make him look like he's actively taking care of himself'- I'm looking at him through this excellent lense, as well, and ohhhh boy ❤💕❤💕❤💕

I love how Ben has such an angel face XD And HENRY OH MY LORD- you wnat me to throw away my morals dont you?? You want me to throw off the Hunt?? Call Greasy and Bugs off the search for him dead or alive??? I refuse!! No! XD But he is hot 😅XD Oh my lord.

Poppy, of course ^^ She's so pretty ^^ And now that we have the guys looks, I'm having a lot of fun picturing that sweet lady with them!! Her and Moony are p a r t i c u l a r l y cute! XD

SHINY IS B E A U T I F U L !!! I love her hair and eye make up! Its not what I was expecting at all but its different and unique and so Her!! Kinda like a beautiful and colourful, dangerous bird or plant-- which is SO SHINY!

And... I just love how ratty Terry is XDD Love him definitely XD

~

Omg is that a real question??? THE ANSWER IS YES. RENA WOULD SMASH THEM ALL. So would Ryan (Well- Moony, Poppy, Terry and Shiny (though she and her drama are on thin ice- he already has Kingston and his drama's to put up with) at least. Platonically XD If they needed it and simply asked.).