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champagnefountains · 1 year ago

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LUCIFER MAGNE - H.H.

CHAPTER II - Prompt: Lucifer continuing to wear his wedding ring despite being in a relationship with you.

Previous chapter: [x] Word Count: 3.4k+ words (unedited). Genre/other tags: Angst with some fluff. Jealousy. Fem pronouns used. Warnings: Swearing. Self-deprecation. Manipulation (on Alastor's part).

It had been nearly over a week since you and Lucifer last talked – it had also been a week since Lucifer was last seen around in the hotel. Angel, being the gossiper he was, relayed everything that had transpired between you two to the others the following day. Seeing the sensitive and sad shell of a person you were left in, everyone remained cautious and had started walking on eggshells around you. Of course, you were quick to pick up on that, as embarrassing as it all was (minus Alastor, who continued on with his usual theatrics and mischief).

Charlie in particular was the most concerned out of them all, since this was her dad we were talking about. She knew with certainty that he was confining himself in the castle to distract himself from what happened – likely something involving his rubber-ducky obsession – instead of facing the problem head on. It was his pride that sometimes got in the way of his better judgement.

Not only that, but Charlie clearly saw the massive toll it took on you. If you weren’t distracting yourself with work or doing something related to the hotel, you would lock yourself away in your room, only coming out to quickly grab a bite to eat from the kitchen. Charlie even made efforts to strike many conversations with you from time to time, but was either excused or was only given one-worded responses. She knew not to take your dismissive behaviour to heart, but she couldn’t help but fret over you.

So it came as an absolute surprise when out of nowhere, Charlie received a call from her father. She messily scrambled for her phone on her desk, fumbling and nearly dropping it in the process before violently tapping on the small screen. “H-Hello?! Dad, hey!” She answers a bit too enthusiastically while nervously combing her hair with a free hand. “Uh, hey Charlie!” Lucifer stiffly greets from the other line, “I just…um, thought I’d give a call to, uh, see how everyone’s going at the hotel!” The Princess noted how much hoarser his voice was than usual, but decided not to comment on it aloud.

“Well, y’know how it is! It’s been busy and lively as always–everyone’s been working really hard and all,” she answers vaguely, nervously chuckling. “Err, yeah! Right. That’s a–that’s a relief to hear. Yep,” he hums. There was a brief, awkward pause that ensued soon after, the both of them not knowing what to say next. The whole exchange was becoming increasingly painful that Charlie resisted the urge to pull her hair. She then clears her throat. “H-How about you, dad? What’ve you been up to? You’ve been gone for a couple or so days,” Charlie finally musters, “are…are you doing alright?”

“Me? Oh yeah, psh! I just got, erm…a lot of things going on at the moment. It’s not so easy being the big boss of hell after all! Got a lot of important things to do! Plus, I’ve got heaps of paperwork to do for the hotel. You should know how tedious that is,” He says, adding an exaggerated groan.

The princess furrows her brows. “Oh, that’s…strange. ’Cause I could’ve sworn you left all the papers here…y’know, the ones you told me to revise over?” Charlie replies, side-eyeing the said documents stacked neatly on her desk. A startled yelp escapes his throat. “O-Oh...did I?” He stammers.

Charlie couldn’t help but wince at the evident panic that began to set in as she listened to her father make incomprehensible noises from the other line. It was a poor attempt in reasoning, which ultimately became useless in the end. Lucifer let out a long sigh, caught red-handed. “Oh, who the hell am I kidding? You guys probably already know what happened–which by the way, Charlie, you shouldn’t be lying to me about!” He pointedly remarks.

“I-I’m sorry, dad! It’s just…I’m really worried about you,” she reasons, before shortly adding, “...The both of you.”

There was a small pause. “...How is she, by the way?” He then asks quietly. Charlie nervously tugs her bottom lip with her fangs. “Well, she’s keeping herself busy. Constantly, as a matter of fact. And I know she’s trying hard to convince us all that she’s holding up okay, but…she doesn’t look too good, dad. She seems really upset.”

A shaky exhale sounded from his end. “I…I really am hopeless, aren’t I?” He mumbles defeatedly. Even though she couldn’t see him, she could picture him burying his face in his hands. The image caused Charlie’s eyes to soften. “Dad, no. It’s not too late. You still have a chance to make things right,” Charlie gently encourages through the speaker, “you just need to talk to each other–”

Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, a bright, blazing portal manifests from thin air – from it, emerges Lucifer himself who appeared extremely dishevelled, effectively catching Charlie off guard.

“But, hun, y-you don’t understand! I messed up big time!” He exclaims, tugging on his unkempt hair as he aimlessly paced around her office. “I-I mean, look at me! I’m a fucking mess and a coward! Why would she ever think to take me back after what I did!?” He chuckles humourlessly, shaking his head in disbelief, “I-It’s like no matter how many times I try to redeem and convince myself that everything’s finally going right in my life, I just continue to fuck myself over and over again. And it’s just– ugh! It’s pathetic! I’m fucking pathetic!”

Charlie’s chest tightened considerably as she watched her father self-destruct before her. Strands of his golden hair were sticking out here and there, his dress-shirt tousled, and his eyes were glossed over and red, from both a lack of sleep and crying. He looked utterly devastated. Chucking her phone away, she immediately sped towards and enveloped Lucifer in her arms, who immediately broke down into heavy sobs. Seeing him like this brought tears to her own eyes, but she firmly told herself to be the stronger person in this situation, for his sake.

“Hey, hey. Dad, listen to me, okay? Everyone deserves a second chance. You of all people should know–you were the one who taught me that, remember?” Charlie rubbed his back soothingly, trying to ease the jumpiness of his shoulders. “And that also applies to you. I…I know you’ve been through a lot, especially with mum…” She couldn’t help the way her frown deepened as she spoke, “...and I miss her too. I miss her a lot. But…I think it’s finally time for you to move on. It’s been years, dad. You deserve to be happy and you’re allowed to be in love again.”

“[Name]’s an amazing person, and there’s no doubt about that. She’s proved that more than many times already. I’m certain that once things ease over and you guys finally talk things through, everything will turn out okay; she’s very understanding and kind like that. You’ll both be okay.” Charlie gently pulls Lucifer away and with the sleeve of her blazer, she wipes his damp, reddened cheeks. “I know for a fact that she loves and cares about you deeply – we can all see it as clear as day. You…you love her too, don’t you, dad?”

For a brief moment’s contemplation, Lucifer suddenly recalled the times you spent together, from your initial meeting to now. He had always thought you were a strong and independent soul, with the way you carried yourself. You just had something about you that naturally drew in those around you, including himself. When Lucifer got to know you in a deeper level, he was enthralled by how kind and understanding you were – you were always there to listen to his many tales and endless nonsense; you would always seem genuinely interested in his rubber-duck-esque inventions, offering some input and critiquing his creations; and you would always be so, so supportive of all his plans and ideas, no matter how extraordinary they all seemed.

If he hadn't known any better, Lucifer would've thought you were an actual angel. You were the saviour that wore off the darkness in troubling times, and the one who pulled him out of the void that Lilith had left him in. That and more, as you continuously gave him a real reason to remain hopeful. You were proof personified, that he was able to open his heart once more, and to love again.

“I-I do, I really do,” Lucifer affirms in a heartbeat. Charlie smiles warmly, relieved by his answer, “then that’s all you need to say.” At that moment, Lucifer's chest swelled in overwhelming pride for his daughter, knowing that despite not being as present in her life until recently, she grew up to be the good and strong-willed person he had hoped for.

“O-Oh, jeez. Since when did you grow up so big? I should be the one comforting you,” He tearfully jokes, sniffling whilst returning her smile, “but thank you, Charlie. Really. I’m…I-I really am grateful to call you my daughter.” The two royalties then shared a heart-felt moment and a bone-crushing hug, with the King's heart being filled with a new-found determination. Because, just as he always says: The show must go on.

Earlier on:

On the other side of the building, you were drowning yourself in your own self-despair as you overlooked the balcony by the front entrance of the hotel. Your eyes lazily scanned the new hotel patrons below, who were engaging in some trust exercises led by Vaggie, who came in to cover you just moments ago. Every once in a while, you couldn’t help but glance at your phone, silently hoping to receive some sort of notification from Lucifer, or even an inkling of his whereabouts. But you received nothing, which only fuelled your growing anxiety.

You felt awful leaving the way you did that night, especially after dumping so much onto Lucifer. You felt like you were being completely selfish, and had cornered him into making a big decision. And because of that, your relationship was on the line. You let out a frustrated sigh, rubbing angrily at your face.

Little did you know however, that you had some company lurking nearby, watching you in silent amusement.

“Now, don’t you look as miserable as ever?” Alastor mockingly chimes in, stepping out from the shadows to make his presence known and joins you by the balcony. You roll your eyes at the deer-demon before turning your head the other direction. “Yeah, and what about it?” You scoff, leaning in to rest your arms against the rails, “Can’t you go bother someone else, Alastor? I’m certainly not in the mood right now.”

“Why, I wouldn’t be a good hotelier if I left a dear co-worker of mine so down in the slumps!” To your dismay, Alastor reappears in front of you, obstructing your field of view, "And might I add, it's not healthy for you to be all cooped up in your room all the time – stay there any longer, and it can do silly, little things to your head!" He emphasises his point as he spins a finger in a circular motion by his temple. You shot him an irritated look, slowly growing fed up by his prodding.

"Listen, I don't need you telling me what I should and shouldn't do. I’m more than capable of deciding that on my own,” you growl, straightening up to cross your arms firmly against your chest. “Hm...no, I don’t think so!” Alastor hums, shaking his head disapprovingly, “The unfortunate affair that took place in your courtship with the King has left you in such a vulnerable, and problematic state. And I’m sure you’ve taken note of how everyone’s been acting around you – constantly walking on their tiptoes in fear of setting you off on a hissy-fit. You’ve caused them to worry a lot about you, dear. Poor ol’ Charlie, especially.”

You open your mouth to retort back, but nothing came out. A strong pang of guilt struck you as his words began to sink in. Seeing this, Alastor’s grin widened a faction as he stepped forward and levelled himself with you, now facing you eye-to-eye. “And as the executive producer of this fine establishment, might I critique that your behaviour is affecting our team’s morale and performance…and we mustn’t have that now, should we? Especially not since we’ve all been more preoccupied recently with our guests!” He…had a fair point, as much as you didn’t want to admit it.

“I…I’m sorry. I didn’t…know…” Your voice began to trail off, shoulders slumping in realisation of how selfish and contemptuous you’ve been acting this whole week. You recalled the fretful expressions of your friends and your dismissive attitude towards them. “I-I didn’t mean to make everyone worry…” you quietly say. Alastor’s words only made you feel immensely worse about the whole situation, leaving you sniffling on the spot.

“Now, now. As long as you realise your mistakes, then you shall be forgiven,” he coos, softly patting the tuft of your head. At that, you couldn’t help but send a doubtful glance his way. “W-wait a minute…why do you care all of a sudden? What exactly are you playing at?” You suspiciously question as you rub at your eyes.

“Oh, how you wound me, dear! Why must you always question any act of kindness I display? Is it really that hard to believe?” He adverts, evidently feigning hurt. You deadpan. “Yes, it is,” you reply almost instantly. Alastor chortles at your bluntness, “Haha! You’re quite a work of art, aren't you, dear? Now, let’s go out for a walk, shall we?”

Before you could’ve processed what he had said, Alastor had already spun you around, pulling you with him as you both headed down a flight of stairs. “Wha–Alastor, where are we–where the heck are you taking me?” You asked, trying to keep up with his long strides so as to not trip down the stairs. “Hm? Did I not already specify? It looks like your brooding has impacted your hearing, dear. That’s a shame,” he slyly comments, now dragging you towards the entrance, “We’re both going for a walk around town, it’ll help clear that cloudy head of yours!”

“Hold on-Stop! Just what makes you think I’d agree to go out with you?” You shoot back, retracting your arm from his hold and stopping metres behind him. Alastor sharply turns around and pulls out a wrinkled, yellow piece of paper out of thin air. Your eyes dart towards the sheet, seeing a familiar hand-writing across the page.

“Why, I just knew you were going to question me – you're so predictable. But might I add, we’re not going out without purpose! No, no! Our lovely Charlie has composed a list and requested we fetch a couple items in town!” Stepping forward, you swiftly snatched the paper from his clawed hand and briefly scanned the list, noting that it largely consisted of decorations and party items. “She wanted to organise a heart-warming celebration for the wayward souls here who have accomplished some milestones on their journey to redemption! An anniversary ceremony of sorts, if you will,” Alastor explains, lightly patting the non-existing dust off of his suit.

“But couldn’t you just…I don’t know, teleport the things here?” You blatantly ask, raising a brow at him. You knew he was more than capable of doing such minuscule tasks within a span of seconds. “And waste such a beautiful day outside? Now, why would I even consider doing that?” Alastor states matter-of-factly, “And like I said, the short trip will help clear your troubled mind! Consider it a gesture of compassion from yours truly.”

There was clearly something off about all this but you couldn’t see any reason for an ulterior motive. It was just…simply a manager looking out for the well-being of his work-colleagues, as uncharacteristic and off-putting as it sounded out loud. Already exhausted, you couldn’t bring it in yourself to question his actions any further.

“You’re really not going to take ‘no’ for an answer, are you?” You ask. Seeing the way Alastor’s grin widened had you sighing in defeat. “Shall we then?” Alastor questions, offering an arm out to you. Rolling your eyes, you loop one of your arms through and follow him out the hotel. ‘A small walk wouldn’t hurt…’ you think to yourself as the doors shut behind you.

Currently:

Lucifer tiredly dragged himself to his designated room in the hotel, to rest for a while and take a much needed bath as per Charlie’s advice. He gave himself a lengthy pep-talk in front of the mirror as he brushed his teeth, deciding to approach you tonight to finally talk and clear things out. Yes, he was absolutely terrified about the possibility of things going south during the confrontation, but he didn’t think he could handle another second being without you. And he needed to make that loud and clear.

After putting on an outfit and neatly slicking his hair back, Lucifer looked at his reflection once more in the bedside mirror, inspecting himself up and down to flatten any remaining creases of his clothing. But it wasn't until his gaze landed on his left hand that he tensed up. Peering down, he brought his hand into view to inspect the very wedding band that caused it all. With a shaky sigh, Lucifer slowly pulled the ring off of his finger. He took a moment to examine it, eyes filled with sentiment before kneeling down to open his bedside drawer, where its designated ring-box sat. The moment he encased the ring in its box and locked it away in his drawer, it felt like a breath of fresh air. To his own surprise, Lucifer found himself tearfully laughing – he felt...genuinely happy. Proud, even. It was at this very moment that he felt like he was finally ready to move forward.

After patting the stray tears away from his face, Lucifer slowly made his way down to the front lobby. There, Charlie and Vaggie were talking amongst themselves by the lounge area, whilst Angel and Cherri chuckled away by the bar, with Husk tending to their beverages. The King didn’t give an inkling of care as to where Alastor had gone, and he was certain that Nifty was hiding somewhere in the small crevices of the hotel, cleaning away. All in all, there was no sight of you whatsoever, visibly disappointing him.

Seeing his approaching form, Charlie waved his father over towards them. “Hey, dad. Are you feeling a bit better now?” She asks with a comforting smile. “Yeah, totally. Thanks, dear,” he says, patting her shoulder affectionately before turning his attention towards her partner. “Hey! How’s it going, Maggie? I’ve heard you’ve been working real hard lately, huh? Good on yah!” He commends, playfully nudging the said demon. “Oh, um…it’s–it’s Vaggie, sir. And uh, thanks,” she nervously chuckles, rubbing her arm. “Mhm, yeah…that’s–that’s great,” Lucifer distractedly hums, all the while scanning around the room. Noticing this, Vaggie shared a worried look with Charlie.

“Erm, dad, she’s not here at the moment if that’s what you’re wondering,” Charlie starts, alerting her father. “Oh? Well, is she up in one of the guest rooms?” Lucifer asked, gesturing upstairs with a thumb. To his confusion, Charlie appeared somewhat nervous, her hands fidgeting with her suit. “Uh, no, she’s actually not in the hotel at the moment,” Vaggie steps in, “she’s been out doing a couple of errands for us.” Lucifer raised a brow at the slight edginess in her tone, eyes darting back and forth between the two girls. “...Um, alright. What the heck is going on right now?" He asks, pointing an accusatory finger at them both, "You guys are acting sketchy as fuck. Are you...are you guys hiding something from me?" He narrows his eyes. Charlie sucks in a breath, brows pinching together, “Well...dad, t-the thing is–”

“She’s out with Smiles right now!” Angel suddenly intervened, calling out from the other side of the room, and causing Charlie to cower and duck behind Vaggie. Lucifer felt his shoulders grow rigid. “She’s…what now?” He dangerously asks, glaring at the arachnid. Before Lucifer trudged towards the direction of the bar, the front doors of the hotel abruptly flew open. He felt the vein in his neck nearly burst at the sound of your laughter interlacing itself with that god-awful, irritating radio feedback. What a wild coincidence.

As Lucifer turned around, his eyes nearly flew out of his head as he saw how close you were with Alastor, arms basically locked together. The radio-demon was quick to meet eyes with the King, and out of spite, Alastor flashed him the biggest shit-eating grin he's ever seen.

“Oh, fuck no!”

Chapter III - Finale [x]

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marvelouslizzie · 1 year ago

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Not Lonely Anymore

summary: You hear your roommate Bucky Barnes moan your name while masturbating and it changes everything between you two.

pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

word count: 3K

warnings: 18+, dry jumping (brief), unprotected sex, daddy kink, metal arm kink, choking, teasing, dirty talk, no mention of y/n.

A/N: Hello hello! I present you the last part of my Lonely Night series. I am so grateful for your interest in the first two parts. I tried to keep my motivation up and give these two perverts a satisfying ending. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did. Your feedback would be much appreciated.

You don't have to read the first two parts to understand what's going on but if you want to, please check my blog/masterlist for A Lonely Night and Same Lonely Night.

Thank you so much @notafunkiller for beta-reading and editing. Daddy kink and choking is for you ✌️

All work is mine, please do not repost or translate without my permission.

Read more tag starts after the second paragraph of the story.

You can’t take your eyes off Bucky while you're processing what has just happened. Your eyes roam around his face and bare chest before falling on his shorts. His erection is pressed against the waistband, carefully hidden away from you but the wetness forming on the fabric betrays Bucky’s intentions. You can’t contain your smile, but Bucky doesn’t see it. He’s too lost in his own thoughts, and when your eyes meet, you realize he is worried and embarrassed. He opens his mouth, wanting to say something in order to end this awkward silence, but you beat him to it.

“Did you just say my name?” It comes out so calm, you even surprise yourself.

You know he did. You heard it with your own ears loud and clear. That’s why you dropped your glass after all. But it was that shocking to you. That unbelievable! So you just want him to confirm it. To make it real and assure you that really happened. Maybe then you will be able to believe it.

“I- I can explain.” You notice the cold sweat forming on his forehead.

He seems like a scared kid who got caught doing something he shouldn’t do. And it’s probably because he thinks he might lose you. You would feel the same way if he was the one who caught you masturbating just an hour ago. God, that would be mortifying, but now that you are on the other side of the equation, all you feel is excitement.

The realization eventually sinks in: he wants you. He actually wants you. That gives you a level of confidence you never had before.

You take a step forward and close the distance. Your lips are on his before he can react. You wanted to do this for a long time, but you had been unsure if he would have wanted it or not. You have a clear answer now, so there’s no need to hold yourself back. It takes him a second to respond to you, but you don’t hesitate. You just keep kissing him and it wakes him up like he has been hibernating for a long time.

His hands wrap around your torso and he pulls you closer. His fingers are digging into your hips like he’s trying to convince himself this is real, and he tilts his head just enough to deepen the kiss. His tongue gently slides into your mouth and that makes you moan for the first time. His lips, his tongue… He tastes so sweet. You just can’t get enough of it. It makes you crave him even more, and you don’t know how that is even possible.

Suddenly you push him, hoping to get him back inside his bedroom, but he doesn’t move an inch. He just gives you a dazed look, trying to understand why you did that.

“Work with me. Just move back.” You sound impatient, and he finally understands what you are trying to do.

“Fine.” He raises both of his hands like he’s surrendering, with a smile on his face, then he takes a step back and lets you push him further inside the room. You continue until the back of his knees hits the bed and he falls onto it after one final push.

“Is that what you wanted?” He sounds amused.

“Yeah.” You straddle him without missing a beat, getting comfortable on his lap while he pulls you in for another kiss.

This time it feels a little different. His hands are on your cheeks, holding you still while his tongue explores your mouth. It is the most passionate kiss you have ever had in your life. His erection is standing right there, between your legs and you can’t help yourself… You can’t stop that urge that’s slowly building up and why would you? You’re on his lap, finally doing this. There’s no need to stop yourself from doing what you want. So while he tastes you however he wants, you start to move your hips. After a couple of tries, you find the perfect spot and both of you moan nearly at the same.

He stops kissing you for a second just to take a breath, but he still holds your cheeks with his big hands and looks into your eyes. It’s like he’s afraid you might disappear. You have no plans of disappearing or stopping, though. You keep moving your hips and watching his eyes flutter every time you rub the right spot. It feels good even with the fabric between you two. Yet it’s not enough.

“We should get rid of your shorts.”

“And your panties.”

You raise yourself on your knees, just enough for him to push his shorts down, but you don't give him enough space to take them off completely.

“I don’t wanna use any protection. Do we have to?”

“Well, we don’t have to, but we might need to.” He’s not sure how fertile he is. It’s not like he tried it before, so it’s quite risky. All he knows is he has a lot more come than an average man and that’s a problem when it comes to using condoms. They are practically useless.

“I’m on the pill.” You quickly clarify. You only asked the question to see if he was comfortable with the idea or not.

“Then we definitely don’t need to.” Oh, he’s definitely comfortable. The way he just said it is enough.

He grabs his cock while you pull your panties aside without wasting any time, and you lower yourself onto him while balancing yourself with one arm on his shoulder.

“That impatient?” He taunts you, but he chokes on his words as soon as he feels your wetness. The head of his cock rests between your folds while you answer him:

“Are you not?” You sound relatively normal. Then you keep talking while taking him inch by inch. “Would you rather fuck your fist and fantasize about me?”

He wants to answer you. He wants to say something, but being balls deep inside you makes it harder to do so. He just lets out a low groan while grabbing your ass to ground himself.

You’re not so different from him. The way he stretches you pulls a pornographic moan out of you. You sit still for a second, trying to get used to this feeling. You can’t remember the last time you felt this full. It makes you shiver even without moving. You take your time and he just waits, patiently until you get used to the sensation. After a couple of seconds, you feel confident enough to move.

“Ready?”

“Yes.” There’s a bit of hesitation in his voice, but you don’t notice it because you are lost in the feeling of finally being so full. All of your senses are overwhelmed by it.

You aren’t sure if it’s going to hurt because he’s definitely the biggest you have ever had. So you move your hips slowly and test the waters. There’s something there. Some kind of discomfort. You can’t say you feel uncomfortable, you just need to get used to his size. So you keep moving because there’s this promise of pleasure hidden behind that discomfort. You can nearly taste it and it keeps you going. While trying to figure out the best way to move, you don’t realize Bucky is watching you, carefully. He’s trying to read your expression and see if you are okay. He’s ready to take up the reins or just stop if that’s what you need. His hands gently roam your body, discovering little details about your skin. Like how many moles you actually have.

“No rush. Take your time.” He sounds more like himself, much more confident than before.

You moan because of his words. His voice is deeper and it makes your blood rush. You start to move a little faster and notice how the discomfort slowly fades away. He notices that, too while grabbing your tits with both of his hands. One is colder than the other, and the contrast is dizzying. You lean into him, just to feel him a little bit more, and his grip on your tits tightens.

“God, so fucking pretty!”

Before you can say anything, his mouth is on your right nipple. You feel his tongue flicking over and over again while his other hand rests on the other breast. Then he sucks your nipple into his mouth, letting his teeth graze over it. You grunt because of the mixed sensations. Just when you are about to protest, he lets out your nipple and moves on to the other one. He gives it the same treatment. A mix of licking, sucking, and biting until you can’t contain your movements. Your hips start to move so much faster, making both of you moan loudly.

“God, I wanted to do this for ages!” The words spill out from your lips without much of a thought.

“You did?” He doesn’t miss a beat.

“Yeah.” There’s no point in hiding it anymore, is there?

“Does this mean I am the daddy?”

His question catches you off guard, and you just freeze in the middle of the action.

“You… heard me.” It comes out more like a question rather than a statement.

“Why do you think I was masturbating?”

It takes you a couple of seconds to process what he's just said. He actually heard you. You never used his name, but it doesn’t change the fact that he witnessed something so private. Something you really wanted to hide from him, yet the idea of him hearing you also sets you on fire. Instead of submitting to the urge to get all shy, you decide to ask him what you actually want to know.

“You heard me and instead of making a move, you decided to fuck your fist?”

“What was I supposed to do? Knock on your door and ask if I can replace your dildo?”

“Yeah. Sounds great to me.” You keep moving your hips fast while talking. “Or maybe you are too shy to take what you really want.”

“Shy?” He blinks a couple of times.

“You don’t seem shy but maybe you are. Maybe you are a submissive little boy who wants to just lay here and take whatever I give you.”

You watch his expression change into something so different. It’s not particularly dark, but it feels like it. Before you can say anything else, he just flips you over. Your mouth falls open when your back touches the bed. Instinctively, you try to wrap your legs around his torso, but he doesn’t let you. Instead, he pushes your knees back to your chest.

“What are you doing?” Your amazement is evident in your voice.

“Taking what I really want.” It takes a lot of effort to hide your smile. You can’t believe your taunting worked that quickly. “Tell me if it gets too much and I will stop.”

“Oh, I doubt that.”

He waits for you to finish talking and then he starts to move. Your mouth falls open once again but this time, it’s not because you are surprised. It’s because you can’t believe how good it feels. It’s completely different than how it felt when you were on his lap. He reaches deeper inside you in this position, and his hands are still on your legs, pushing you further into the bed. You let out another sinful moan.

“Way better than I imagined.”

“Is it?” A smile lingers on his lips. “Feel free to be as loud as you want.”

“Do you want us to get kicked out of this apartment?” It takes every ounce of strength in you to form this sentence without stuttering. It’s so hard to talk like you aren’t getting railed.

“No, I just wanna hear you call me daddy.”

You can’t help but moan. Shit, he really heard everything. You feel so exposed, but somehow it doesn’t bother you. Is he actually into this? Who could’ve guessed?

“If you want that, you gotta work harder than this.”

“Ask for it.”

“Harder, please.” He waits for daddy to come out of your mouth, but it doesn’t. You really meant what you just said, he needs to earn it.

So that’s exactly what he does. He starts to pound you, just the way you fantasized. He manages to touch every part inside you and fills up in a way that makes you wanna cry. Your moans get louder with each thrust.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Your ears start to buzz. You can feel that your orgasm is close.

“Talk to me, doll.”

He wants to hear you, and you don’t feel like holding back anymore.

“I’m-I’m so close, Bucky.”

“What do you need?” His question is instant. You feel that he’s ready to do whatever you want.

“Nothing. Absolutely nothing.” You take a deep breath just to be able to keep talking. “Just keep going. Please…” Your voice comes out so pathetic, but you can’t brush off the urge to beg him. He would like that, wouldn’t he? You did it while masturbating and he got a hard-on just because of you. “Please, please, please.”

Your words make him groan like he is struggling to contain his excitement.

“I really need it, daddy, please…”

“Fuck, baby.” You feel him losing control. His thrusts are sloppier but he notices that, too. His metal arm moves on your chest and rests there. You don’t know if he’s trying to keep you still or ground himself. Then he looks directly into your eyes, trying to see if that makes you uncomfortable or not. It definitely doesn’t. Quite the opposite, you need his hand on your neck, and you gently grab his metal hand and move it on your neck without breaking eye contact. You watch his eyes widen with the realization.

“Are you sure?” You nod in response, but it’s not good enough for him. “Words, baby. I need actual words.”

“Please.”

That does it. His fingers tighten around your neck, pressing right against your veins, careful not to crush your windpipe.

“Yess.” Your head is thrown back. This is exactly what you wanted.

The way he’s choking you snaps something inside you. It intensifies everything you are feeling at that moment. Your whole body suddenly starts to shake, and it surprises you. You have never reached an orgasm this quickly before.

“Yes, yes, yes. Oh god, yes!” Your voice comes out hoarser than usual.

“Look at you.” He taps his fingers on your neck while he keeps moving. “My pretty baby. So good for me.”

You only moan in response, already too lost in the waves of your orgasm. It’s running through your whole body like electricity.

“Look at me! Look into my eyes.” He sounds so commanding and you listen to him even though it’s so hard to do it. He looks like he’s about to lose it, too.

“Come with me. P-please.”

“You want me to come, baby?” He asks in a way that makes you wanna cry out even more. Like he won’t come if that’s what you want. He will keep holding back until you say so but you don’t want that. You want him to enjoy this as much as you do.

“Please, daddy. Come with me.” He groans in response. You clearly see how your words affect him, especially calling him daddy. You can’t believe how much he’s into it.

He stops holding back and starts to move in a way that makes you scream. So you do that. You can’t contain the noises you make when he moves like this. You grip on his sheets, letting him ruin you for any other man.

“Fuck! Such pretty sounds… You like it that much, baby?”

“Yes, yes. So good, daddy.” You slur at the last part. You don’t care. You don’t care about anything when he makes you feel like this.

“Fuck, you take me so well.” You can actually hear that he’s close. “I-I’m gonna come, oh fuck.”

“Yess!” You have been waiting for this. You want it so badly. You wanna see him come. You want him to feel good, all because of you. You want to witness a part of him that he hides away from everyone else. It feels like owning a part of him. So private and primitive, but you don’t care. You need this.

He lets out the most guttural moan right before starting to come inside you. He doesn’t stop, just keeps the same pace, emptying himself inside you.

“Take it, baby. Take it! It’s all yours.” You know what he’s talking about. His come is already dripping out, yet he’s not done coming.

It looks like he lost his damn mind, but it’s the hottest thing you have ever witnessed in your life. You are so fascinated by him even though you are still coming yourself. That's why you force yourself to keep your eyes open and watch him while your high slowly fades away. Yet he keeps going. His hands are gripping on your tights, pulling you into him every time he moves. His come is dripping on your ass, to the sheets. It’s so messy but feels out of this world.

After a couple more thrusts, he collapses on top of you. His head rests on the crook of your neck, and you feel his heavy breathing on your skin. You don’t mind it, though. He doesn’t let his whole weight crush you. Always so thoughtful….

Your hands go to his hair, gently stroking it. That makes him move his head and look at you.

“We should’ve done this before.” That makes you wanna laugh, but instead, you just give him a huge smile.

“Yes, we should have. It was amazing.”

Suddenly he moves away from you, leaving you completely empty. It makes you whine instantly. You miss the fullness and the warmth of his cock already.

“Where are you going?” You give him a confused look while raising yourself on the bed. “Come back here.”

“Not was.” He kneels right next to the bed, in between your legs, and moves his head closer to your dripping core. “I’m not done with you, baby.”

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tiredsmashbros · 5 months ago

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SMG34: LIPBITE COMIC WIP UPDATE

oh boy... i know a bunch of folks are hyped for this comic... and boy oh boy are ya'll's prayers going to be heard... kind of... butt for the celebration milestone, and granted majority are from this comic, i thought it was best to give EVERYTHING that i have currently.

starting off STRONG with what you freaks most want: the completed pages. andddd yep that's it that all that i have done LMAO. i've been fixated on my own smg4 oc: tsb, and during the end of my summer was unfortunately fucked over by some personal issues that fortunately got resolved last minute good grief the anxiety prevented me from drawing the gays sigh... aNYWAYS LINEART WIPS!!!!

here are linearts i have completed / in the progress of!! want to aim like i did in the past by finishing up lineart first, and then speed through with color + minor rendering. the reason i have a few colored is to test out what it would look polished and my god... i have improved A LOT. THESE GAY PEOPLE GIVE POWER I AM NOT KIDDING BELIEVE ME IM NOT CRAY- anyways onto wip pages!

jumpscare: tsb stickman sketches. oh yeah. this is how i sketch and i blame sensei eiichiro oda /j. and in case anyone is unable to understand it {i don't blame u LMAO}, smg4 wakes up from the dream and is startled to see mario by his bed. they have a short convo before mario leaves, and we get a job to smg4 in the bathroom trying to put up a brave face. until the moment he leaves he's stunned due to seeing smg3 at his front door. will i elaborate more on specifics or unwritten dialogue? NOPE! gotta keep secrets to make it even more enjoyable at the end!!

currently at 13 sketched pages total, but this is probably gonna be reaching towards 20-ish pages, surpassing part two, but it will depend on how i come up with how to end it. additionally to confirm there will be a PART FOUR / chapter 3, to end this story. my goal is to have it done before i finish my senior year, or at least during the summer after i graduate bc good lord who knows whats gonna happen.

and lastly, before i end this crazy update, SCRAPPED PAGESSS!!!!!

CONTENT WARNING : NSFW SKETCHES !!!! PLEASE LOOK AWAY IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF STUFF!!!

oh boy... dont draw comics while sleep-deprived at 6am... idek what i was even aiming with this ngl other than just for fun, but i scrapped it due to not being what i had in mind for the story. if it doesn't serve a purpose or narrative, its bye bye YEAH BYE BYE THIS IS THE CLOSEST NSFW UR GONNA GET FROM ME HAHAHAHAHA- i say that despite writing a nsfw jojo wattpad smh im only confident doing it in words good lord. btw not watermarking these bc i gen don't care since they're legit scrapped {left top part was kept and completed} so idk what to do with these. im just throwing it and walkin away

now to end with this update, i can hear your question, "when will this be done?" and to answer that question: i'm not entirely sure due to my heavy focus on my smg4 oc: tsb, but my best chance is postponing my oc lore a bit and complete this before november UOIYGJDSIUHJKDWSXYUGHJKCS but we shall have too see...

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thurs: smg34 is canon in the tsb universe / au. though most of their encounters are platonic or best-friendy-way, they eventually express their feelings to one another and start dating 3/4’s way of the tsb storyline arc. tsb is a supporter of his friend's relationship and admires and takes inspiration from their relationship heavily to input his future love life. yearning to be in a similar position... to learn what is to really love someone... or what it's truly like to be loved...

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twitchmattentusiast · 3 months ago

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( twitchmattenthusiasts kinktober ! )

“ SOME HOCUS POCUS TYPE SHIT. “

pairings. enemies to lovers + brothers bsf!matt.

warnings. body switching, spells, spanking, bondage, use of toys. switch matt x oc but mostly sub!matt tbh. slight mommy kink major daddy kink.

EXTRA warning: this is kinky as shit, so be warned! oc and matt are ENEMY enemies, so them having sex is going to be rough as fuck and they’re going to take their frustration out on each other, so um, this is your warning! it’s an oc just because i felt it made more sense!

“this is stupid as shit.”

"you’re stupid as shit." matt instantly shoots back.

bianca rolls her eyes, crossing her arms as she trails behind matt. she’s annoyed as shit right now. if she's being honest, she didn't even want to come to this stupid escape room in the first place, but chris and nate wouldn't get off her back and begged her to come, promising she wouldn't be anywhere near matt, but of course it's just her luck that she's lost her best friends and her brother and has ended up with matt.

matt rolls his eyes dramatically as bianca goes on yet another rant about how this is her worst freaking nightmare ever. “oh my god, can you shut the fuck up for once? it’s not like i want to be stuck here with your annoying ass either. let’s just find the fucking clues and get out of here already.”

he turns back towards the room, scanning the walls and shelves for anything that might help them escape. “stop fucking whining and actually look for something useful, would you? the sooner we get out of here, the better. i’m tired of being stuck with a fucking brat like you.”

bianca scoffs, following behind matt as he walks into a room. "are you fucking kidding me?" she yells. "i’m the one who's been looking for clues; all you've done is fuckin stand there and text your stupid hoes instead of actually doing shit!”

matt ignores bianca’s bitchy comment, continuing to browse through the various items scattered around the room. he picks up a small vial filled with clear liquid, examining it closely before setting it back down again.

“whatever," he mutters under his breath, rolling his eyes. “keep being a little bitch about everything."

“you’re an asshole, you know that?”

matt shrugs nonchalantly, not bothering to hide his smirk. “so what if i am? at least i’m not some uptight bitch like you."

he moves further into the room, poking around shelves and drawers with little regard for their contents. his gaze lands on a collection of old, dusty bottles, and he starts to grab them, examining each one curiously.

“what the fuck is this shit?" he asks, holding up a bottle with strange symbols etched onto its surface. “looks like some kind of potion or something."

bianca shrugs, looking down at her nails. “probably fake or somethi-“ she’s cut off when matt suddenly opens the bottle and starts sticking his nose in it. “what the fuck are you doing?”

"chill the fuck out, will ya?" matt retorts, ignoring bianca’s warning.

“it’s probably just some lame-ass decoration or something." he sniffs the contents of the bottle, wrinkling his nose at the strong scent. “that smells weird as fuck.”

bianca rolls her eyes, watching as matt continues to mess around with the strange bottles. she lets out an exasperated sigh, clearly growing more impatient by the second.

"you’re such a dumbass sometimes, you know that?" she huffs, shaking her head in disbelief. "put those things down before you break something valuable, yeah?"

matt tosses the bottle aside carelessly, not giving a flying fuck about bianca’s complaints. “relaxx, princess. it’s not like i’m gonna break anything important."

his gaze falls upon another bottle, this one filled with a dark, murky liquid. curiosity getting the better of him, matt unscrews the cap and takes a long swig directly from the container. “tastes like cheap vodka," he remarks with a smirk, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “not bad for some ancient relic shit."

“there’s actually no way you just drank that shit.” bianca complains, looking at matt in total disgust.

matt shrugs, ignoring the looks of disgust she shoots him. he runs his fingers along another set of bottles. picking a white one up, he twists the lid, holding it close to his nose as he takes another whiff. “you’ll like this one b.” he tells her, holding the bottle out to her, "smells like malibu.”

“malibu?” bianca asks curiously. she appears right behind matt, looking down at the bottle. malibu being her favorite drink.

matt grins slyly, noticing bianca’s interest “yeah, smells just like it. too bad it's probably not the real deal or you'd be sucking this shit down like a champ, huh?"

bianca snatches the bottle from matt’s hand, uncapping it quickly and bringing it to her nose. her eyes widen in delight as the familiar scent fills her nostrils.

"see, i told ya it smelled like the good stuff." matt smirks, watching bianca eagerly sniff the bottle.

"go ahead and take a shot, princess. live a little for once in your life." he gestures for her to drink it, a mischievous glint in his eye. “unless you're too much of a pussy to handle it." he taunts, knowing full well how competitive bianca is.

“cmonn, i dare ya." matt pushes, wanting to see if she'll rise to the challenge. “drink it all down like a good girl." he goads, egging her on relentlessly.

bianca hesitates for a moment, her competitive nature warring with her common sense. but the allure of the familiar scent and taste proves too tempting to resist. with a defiant glare at matt, she tilts her head back and pours the mysterious liquid straight down her throat.

bianca gasps, her face contorting in surprise as the potent liquor burns its way down her throat. “fuck that shits strong.” she coughs, sputtering as she tries to catch her breath.

but despite the initial shock, bianca can't deny the thrill that courses through her veins. she feels a rush of excitement at pushing past her limits. "guess you were right about it tasting like malibu,"

matt chuckles, enjoying every moment of bianca’s discomfort. “see? told ya it wasn't so bad."

his gaze drifts over to the other containers still untouched on the shelf. picking up another bottle, he examines it carefully before opening it and taking a deep sniff.

“matt that literally says ‘do not touch’”

matt waves off bianca’s concern with a dismissive flick of his wrist. “relax, it's probably just some stupid warning label.”

he rolls his eyes as bianca shoots him a look. “cmon, bianca what’s the worst that could happen?”

bianca scowls, crossing her arms over her chest. "i don't know, maybe we get turned into frogs or something?"

her words come out more sarcastic than genuinely worried, but there's a hint of unease beneath the surface.

with a careless shrug, matt pops open the bottle and brings it to his lips, not caring about the consequences. “cmon b don’t be such a pussy."

bianca rolls her eyes. as she reaches for it, a strange sensation washes over her—a tingling warmth spreading from her fingertips up her arm. it’s just for a moment though, and it goes completely unnoticed as bianca takes a long chug of bottle like matt did.

“happy now?” she asks, sarcastically handing matt the bottle.

before matt can even respond, a man suddenly appears out of nowhere. staring at the both of them curiously. “did you drink that?”

bianca opens her mouth about to reply when matt speaks first. "nahh,” he says, lying smoothly. “just lookin at em.”

the stranger narrows his eyes suspiciously at matt’s denial, clearly not buying it, but doesn’t say anything else. he nods his head towards bianca, who’s standing really close to matt because the guys are honestly freaking her the fuck out right now. “you two are from that group, aren’t you?”

“umm . . . yeah.?”

the stranger nods his head. “interesting,” he says. “you two get along?”

matt snorts at the question, shaking his head. "hardly. this bitch here thinks she's queen of everything, always trying to tell me what to do."

bianca bristles at his harsh words, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. “shut up, matt!" she spits back, her voice venomous. “at least i’m not a complete asshole!"

the stranger watches them with a mix of amusement and curiosity.

the stranger clears his throat, drawing their attention back to him. “you wish he could step into your shoes sometimes huh? to see what you have to deal with?” he asks bianca curiously.

“oh all the time!” she instantly replies.

the stranger smiles. he shoots matt one last glance before turning around. “i think i know where your group is if you want to follow me.”

matt and bianca are instantly hot on his heels.

it’s been two hours now since the group left the escape room. they’re all at nate and bianca’s, chilling in their living rooms as the triplets are planning to spend the night.

bianca gets up from the couch, stretching her arms as an yawn escapes. “gonna head to bed,” she tells nate. her brother nodding her head and wishing her a good night. “night,” she says, rolling her eyes as matt flips her off.

she heads to her room, instantly jumping into her bed and turning the lights off. more than ready to welcome sleep. today had been a longgg day.

bianca groans, still half asleep, as she moves around the bed. she moves her arms, and her arms hit the back of someone. she sits up in confusion, wondering what the fuck chris is doing in her room. suddenly needing something to drink, bianca quickly shuffles out the room.

she moves down the stairs, her body feeling suddenly really heavy. she’s still half asleep until she stops in the hallway mirror and freezes as she sees matt staring back at her. “what the fuck?” she exclaims, and her eyes are wide as matt’s deep voice fills her ears. she moves her hand around in confusion, thinking it’s a nightmare or her mind is playing tricks on her, but matters follows her back in the mirror.

with wide eyes, bianca quickly moves up the stairs and dashes straight to her room, where she finds herself sleeping peacefully on her bed. only it’s not her, it’s matt.

matt starts to stir slightly as bianca moves around the room. “bianca?” matt says, rubbing his eyes slightly. he’s instantly confused as he realises he’s in bianca’s room. he’s even more confused when he removes his fingers and finds a fresh manicure set on his nails. “what the fuck?!” matt exclaims as he looks up and finds his own body staring at him.

matt blinks rapidly, struggling to comprehend the bizarre situation unfolding before him. his gaze darts between his own body standing there in shock and the unfamiliar female form he now inhabits.

“what the actual fuck?" he mutters under his breath, his voice sounding foreign to his own ears. “this isn't possible..."

he swings his legs over the side of the bed, standing up gingerly as if testing whether this reality is indeed real. matt’s hands instinctively move to cover his chest, feeling the soft swell of breasts beneath the thin fabric of bianca’s tank top.

“did . . . did you do this?" he demands accusingly, pointing a perfectly manicured finger at his former self. “is this some kind of sick joke?"

“you think i did this?” bianca exclaims. “i didn’t fucking do shit!”

“well, it sure as fuck wasn't me!" matt retorts defensively, still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he's now in a woman's body. "so how the fuck did this happen?"

bianca crosses her arms over her chest, her expression a mixture of annoyance and disbelief. "i don’t know, okay? maybe it was those weird drinks at the escape room or that creepy guy who showed us the way back. but whatever it was, i didn't do it!"

“this is insane bianca.” matt exclaims. “some hocus pocus shit!”

bianca rolls her eyes dramatically. "spare me the dramatics," she says. "we need to focus on getting back to our own bodies and-“ she pauses as she watches matt stand in front of the mirror, smirking as he moves bianca’s hands over her tits. well, technically matt’s hands since he’s in her body, but-

“what are you doing!”

matt chuckles lowly, his eyes never leaving his reflection in the mirror as he continues to explore his new feminine curves. “just seeing what i’ve got here," he says nonchalantly, giving one of bianca’s breasts a light squeeze through the thin material of her tank top. bianca glares at him, and matt chuckles.

“oh, come on, b, i’m a guy, of course i’m going to want to touch some tits,“ he pauses as he turns around, smirking when he looks down at bianca-well himself. “holy shit, you’re hard!” he laughs.

bianca’s face flushes bright red as she stammers, unable to look away from the obvious bulge in her shorts. "shut up! it’s not like i wanted this to happen!" she protests weakly, crossing her arms over her chest again in a futile attempt to hide her embarrassment.

matt lets out a low whistle, his smirk growing wider as he takes in the sight of his own erection straining against bianca’s shorts. “admit it, b. this is kinda hot, isn't it? being in each other's skin, touching ourselves..." his hand reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingertips grazing her cheek. “we could have some fun with this..."

bianca swats his hand away, her cheeks burning with a mix of anger and arousal. "don’t get any ideas, pervert!" she snaps, but her voice wavers slightly. she can't deny the thrill of exploring her own body through matt’s eyes, the forbidden excitement of being touched by another person - especially her sworn enemy.

matt’s grin widens at bianca’s reaction, sensing her inner turmoil. he steps closer, invading her personal space as he leans in to whisper in her ear. “come on, b, don’t pretend you're not curious. we’re stuck like this for god knows how long... might as well make the most of it."

“you did say you wanted me to see what it’s like to be in your shoes. why don’t you be in my shoes and be me?”

bianca smirks suddenly. “you want me to act like you?”

matt nods eagerly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "you act like me," he says, trailing his manicured fingers down his own chest, which feels weird as shit but strangely excites matt and bianca’s body, "and i’ll act like you.”

bianca raises an eyebrow skeptically. "fine, you're on." she steps back and folds her arms across her chest, mimicking matt’s typical stance.

matt stares at her in confusion, waiting for her to do something. when suddenly bianca pushes him against the wall. matt gasps, feeling the weight of his own body being strange but oddly arousing as bianca reaches down to choke matt with his own hands.

“what the fuck?” he manages to gasp out, despite the strangling pressure. but instead of fighting back, matt’s hips involuntarily buck forward, grinding against bianca's buldge. “fuck, b, that's...not bad actually."

bianca releases the chokehold and smirks down at matt, her chest heaving. "like that, huh?" she purrs.

matt nods, panting lightly as he looks up at bianca through hooded eyes. “yeah, keep going," he urges, biting his lip.

bianca smirks. “you know matt...” she trails as she pushes a strand of his hair behind his ear. “you’ve been a really bad boy these last few months. always complaining, talking back to me, and shit, and you knew i couldn’t do anything when i was in my body, but since i’m in your body, i can treat you like the slut you are, huh, baby?”

matt swallows thickly, his breath catching in his throat as bianca leans in close, her words dripping with seductive menace. “fuck," *he whispers, squirming under her intense gaze. “do your worst, princess."

bianca grins wickedly before spinning matt around to face the mirror. she positions herself behind him, pressing her clothed body against his backside as her hands roam over his tits and stomach. "look at yourself, matty," she coos, her hot breath tickling his ear. "such a pretty little thing, aren't you?"

her fingers deftly unbutton his shorts and slip inside, running softly against her wet cunt "mmm, so wet already," she murmurs approvingly. "guess being in my body and getting treated like a whore turns you on doesn’t it?”

matt whimpers, his hips bucking into bianca’s touch as her fingers tease along his soaked slit. "yes, fuck, just like that," he moans shamelessly, his eyes locked onto their reflection. the sight of bianca’s hand disappearing into his shorts, coupled with the delicious friction against his clit, sends jolts of pleasure coursing through his borrowed body.

"please, b, more," he begs, his voice high-pitched and needy. In this moment, he's completely surrendered to the sensations, to the taboo thrill of being used by his mortal enemy while trapped in her skin.

bianca chuckles darkly, revelling in matt’s desperation. she pulls her hand out of his shorts and brings her slick fingers to his lips. "open up, slut," she commands, smearing his juices across his mouth. "taste how much you want this."

matt obediently sucks her digits clean, keeping eye contact as he does so. bianca and walks to the bed, sitting down on it and patting her lap for matt to sit on.

matt saunters over to bianca, swaying his hips seductively as he settles himself on her lap, straddling her thighs. he grinds down against her, relishing the friction of their clothed sexes rubbing together.

“‘s this what you want, princess?" he purrs, draping his arms around her neck. “for me to be your little toy?" matt captures her lips in a filthy kiss, his tongue delving deep to taste himself on her mouth. he rocks his hips faster, chasing the building pleasure, desperate for more.

breaking the kiss with a gasp, matt rests his forehead against hers, panting heavily. “use me," he breathes. “make me yours." he says whining exactly how he imagines bianca does.

bianca flips their positions, pinning matt beneath her on the bed. she looms over him, drinking in the debauched sight of his flushed cheeks and kiss-swollen lips. "gonna ruin you, baby," she promises darkly, hooking her fingers in his waistband and tugging his shorts down his legs. her gaze rakes hungrily over his exposed flesh, lingering on the glistening pink folds of his bare cunt.

matt gasps as bianca tears off his shorts, leaving him vulnerable and exposed. he writhes beneath her domineering presence, craving more of her rough touches. his pussy throbs with need, visibly swollen and aching to be filled.

“you’ve wanted this forever,” matt challenges with a sultry smirk. “to have me completely at your mercy.”’he reaches up to grasp bianca’s face, pulling her in for another searing kiss, his hips rolling upwards to grind against her.

“take what you want,”

bianca smirks, as she reaches into her bedside table to grab a vibrator matt watches as she sticks it in his pussy, jolting slightly as it turns on. matt instantly moans. no wonder girls like this shit.

matt lets out a guttural moan as the buzzing sensation washes over him, his back arching off the bed. his eyes roll back, lids fluttering shut in ecstasy. he begins to ride the vibrator with wild abandon, his hips jerking erratically to meet each thrust.

“ohh fuck” he cries out, sounding eerily like bianca.

matt's entire demeanor shifts, adopting bianca’s sassy tone and confident air. he spreads his legs further apart, as if eager to show off the pleasure he's experiencing. jis hands move to grip the sheets, knuckles white with tension.

“fuck, i’m gonna cum," he warns, voice breathless and husky. “don’t stop, please..."

bianca keeps the vibrator going strong, watching intently as matt’s orgasm builds. she leans down, capturing his lips in a bruising kiss as he starts to shake and twitch beneath her. when he finally comes undone, bianca drinks in every moan and whimper, feeling the ripples of his climax against the vibrator.

bianca keeps the vibrator on and matt’s eyes widen. she pulls down matt’s boxers. “you gonna be a good girl and suck my cock?”

now bianca was joking. when matt said that she should act like her she took it as a joke, but surprise etches onto a face and a smirk forms when matt whines bucking his (her) hips in the air as he says “yes daddy.”

now bianca was joking. when matt said that she should act like her, she took it as a joke, but surprise etches onto a face, and a smirk forms when matt whines, bucking his (her) hips in the air as he says, “yes, daddy.”

bianca’s cock starts to sit even more uncomfortably, matt’s words making her harder. turns out a girl lying there spreading her legs open turns a guy like matt on a lot.

bianca grabs matt’s chin firmly, forcing him to look up at her as she strokes her hardening cock. "open wide, bitch," she growls, her voice dripping with dominance.

matt parts his lips obediently, submitting to bianca’s demands. she presses the tip of her dick against his mouth, teasing him with the salty flavor of pre-cum. "take it all," bianca commands, pushing forward until her cock fills matt’s mouth completely.

matt starts bobbing his head, sucking lewdly on bianca’s cock. he hollows his cheeks and swirls his tongue around the sensitive head, coaxing out more precum to swallow. the vibrator continues to buzz insistently between matt’s legs, prolonging his aftershocks and keeping him intensely aroused.

matt takes bianca’s cock greedily, swallowing around the thick girth stretching his jaw. he hums in approval, sending delicious vibrations along bianca’s length. matt looks up through his lashes, gazing adoringly at bianca as he worships her dick with his mouth.

the combination of sensations - the vibrator still buried in his cunt, the weight of bianca’s cock heavy on his tongue - is overwhelming. tears prick at the corners of matt’s eyes from the effort of deep-throating bianca, but he doesn't relent. he wants to please her completely, to feel her release coating his throat.

matt grips bianca’s thighs for support as he picks up the pace, sucking hard and fast. his pussy leaks into the sheets “fuck daddy”

bianca smirks, her cock pulsing in matt’s mouth as he calls her 'daddy'. she grips his hair tighter, guiding his head up and down her cock. "that’s right, baby," she purrs. "such a good little slut for daddy."

the degrading words only seem to spur matt on further. he sucks harder, hollowing his cheeks and swirling his tongue around bianca’s sensitive cock. lewd slurping noises fill the room as spit dribbles down his chin.

bianca’s balls tighten, signaling her release. she holds matt’s head steady, fucking his face with quick, shallow thrusts. "you gonna swallow every drop like a good girl?”

matt whimpers around bianca’s cock, nodding frantically in response. he can taste the impending orgasm, the tang of salt mingling with the musk of arousal. as bianca’s thrusts become erratic, matt opens wide, letting her flood his mouth with her cum

he swallows convulsively, gulping down every thick rope of cum. some escapes past his lips, trickling down his chin to join the mess on the sheets below. matt’s own pussy clenches around the vibrator, milking it for all it's worth as he savors the taste of bianca’s release.

bianca pulls out of matt’s mouth with a wet pop, smirking down at the debauched sight before her. matt’s lips are swollen and slick with saliva and cum, his hair mussed from bianca’s rough handling. she traces a finger along his jawline, gathering some of the stray drops and bringing them to his lips.

“clean yourself up, slut," bianca commands, pressing her finger into matt’s mouth. he obeys without hesitation, lapping at her digit with his skilled tongue until it's spotless.

satisfied, bianca withdraws her hand and stands up, admiring how matt looks spread out on the bed - flushed and needy, his pussy glistening with arousal. she trails a hand down his chest, tweaking a nipple roughly before continuing lower.

“you wanna come again?" she teases. she’s half surprised that she’s managing to play the role of matt so well. and also even more surprised that he’s even letting her it’s almost too suspicious if she’s being honest.

matt whines softly, his body craving more stimulation. he nods eagerly, his gaze locked onto bianca’s hand as it inches closer to his soaked folds.

“yes, please... daddy..." he whispers, the word slipping out unbidden once more. matt bites his lip, blushing furiously at his own submission. but the desire coursing through him overrides any embarrassment.

bianca’s fingers brush against his sensitive clit, making matt gasps and buck his hips. he’s painfully aware of the vibrator still buried inside him, the constant thrumming driving him wild with need.

“i want... i need..." matt trails off, unable to articulate exactly what he craves. all he knows is that he's never felt so desperate, so consumed by lust.

bianca chuckles darkly, amused by matt’s desperation. she circles his clit with a finger, applying just enough pressure to make him squirm. "tell me what you need, baby," she coaxes, leaning down to whisper hotly in his ear. "i’ll give it to you."

matt whimpers, his body trembling under her touch. "please... use your fingers... fuck me with them..." he begs, his voice barely above a whisper. "make me come, daddy..."

bianca smirks, pleased by matt’s complete surrender. she slides two fingers into his soaked pussy, curling them to hit that sweet spot inside him. matt cries out, his back arching off the bed as pleasure crashes over him.

“that’s it, take it," bianca purrs, pumping her fingers in and out of matt’s clenching heat.

matt's mind goes blank, overwhelmed by the intense sensation of bianca’s fingers violating his most intimate space. he’s never felt so full, so stretched, and yet it's precisely what he needs.

“fuck, yes!" he chants, his hips rocking to meet bianca’s thrusts. the vibrator continues to buzz away, adding another layer of stimulation that threatens to push him over the edge.

“daddy, ‘m... i’m gonna..." matt’s words trail off into incoherent moans as bianca’s fingers find that magic spot inside him again and again. his walls flutter and clench, trying to milk her digits for all they're worth.

with a keening wail, matt’s orgasm hits him like a freight train. his vision whites out, his body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy rips through him.

bianca smirks seeing matt whimper as she removes the vibrator. she takes a minute to admire how fucked out matt looks already without actually being fucked, and then without warning, she flips matt over, leaving him on his stomach and pointing his ass up in the air as she quickly lines up behind him.

matt gasps as he feels bianca’s hard cock pressing against his entrance, stretching him open. he clutches at the sheets beneath him, his knuckles turning white as he tries to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

“fuckk... so big..." he groans, feeling impossibly full. matt rocks his hips back tentatively, relishing the burn of the stretch.

the new position allows bianca to fuck him even deeper, hitting places inside him that matt didn't know could feel so good. he lets out a strangled moan, his face buried in the pillow to muffle the sound.

“more ... please, daddy... fuck me harder..." matt pleads shamelessly, completely lost to the pleasure consuming him. he clenches around bianca’s cock, urging her to move faster, deeper, anything to satisfy the aching need building within him once more.

matt’s moans start to grow louder. “shut the fuck up!” bianca hisses, spanking matt’s ass. “you don’t want nate to hear us, do you? don’t want your brothers to walk in and see you getting fucked like a slut? you gotta be quiet, matt.”

matt yelps at the sharp slap, his cheeks burning with a mix of pain and arousal. he immediately clamps his mouth shut, biting back a scream as bianca continues to pound into him relentlessly.

panting heavily, matt nods frantically, his mind racing with the taboo scenario bianca just painted. the thought of getting caught by nate or chris while being used so thoroughly sends a thrill straight to his core.

he struggles to contain himself, to stifle the noises bubbling up from deep within his throat. it’s a losing battle, however, as bianca’s merciless pace pushes him closer and closer to the brink once more.

“p-please... can't... hold it..." matt manages to choke out between gritted teeth, his entire body tensing as another climax approaches.

"that's right, you're gonna cum on my dick like a good little whore," bianca snarls, grabbing a fistful of matt's hair and yanking his head back. "and you're gonna do it quietly, got it?"

matt whimpers, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes from the pain in his scalp. but he nods vigorously, desperate to please.

tears stream down matt’s face as bianca holds him in place, her brutal grip on his hair sending jolts of pain through his skull. but even through the discomfort, he can feel the familiar tightening in his gut, the telltale signs that he's teetering on the edge once more.

"yes, daddy... please... i’ll be good, i promise..." matt whimpers, his voice choked with emotion. he squeezes his eyes shut, focusing every ounce of willpower on containing his screams as the pressure builds to a crescendo.

with a low, broken moan, matt’s orgasm rips through him, his inner walls clamping down around bianca’s pistoning cock. his whole body shakes with the force of it, every muscle locked rigid as pleasure floods his senses.

bianca shoots her cun right into him, and matt moans as she starts to fuck it into him. bianca pulls out, and before she can even register what’s happening, matt pushes her so he’s on top.

“my turn,” he smirks, reaching into the drawer to pull out some handcuffs and intensely moving to cuff them to bianca and her bed.

bianca’s eyes are wide. how the fuck did he even know they were there?

a triumphant grin spreads across matt’s face as he secures bianca’s wrists above her head, the metal cuffs cold against her skin. he steps back to admire their positions, a sense of dominance washing over him now that the tables have turned.

“what?” he asks, smirking as bianca gapes at him. “we said that you’d act like me and i’d act like you, and well, it’s my time to act like you, baby.”

bianca glares at matt, trying to look unimpressed despite her heart pounding in her chest. "oh really? and what exactly does that mean?" she sneers, trying to sound unaffected despite the way her cock is starting to harden.

she squirms slightly in the restraints, testing them. they hold firm. damn it.

matt chuckles darkly, enjoying the sight of bianca struggling futilely against her bonds. he saunters closer, running a finger along her jawline with a possessive touch.

"it means," he purrs, leaning in to whisper hotly in her ear, "you’re going to be a good boy for mommy hm?”

"fuck off, matt." bianca spits, trying to keep her voice steady despite the heat spreading through her body at his words and touch. she tries to jerk her hands free again but the cuffs dig into her wrists painfully, making her wince.

despite herself, a small part of her is curious where he's going with this. what game is he playing now?

matt ignores bianca’s heated retort, instead dropping to his knees beside the bed. he gazes up at her with a predatory gleam in his eyes, trailing a hand down her chest to fondle her growing erection.

“i think we both know you want to be a good boy for me," he coos, giving her cock a squeeze.

with a wicked smile, matt leans in to lick a stripe up the underside of bianca’s cock, making her shudder. he teases her slit with the tip of his tongue, savoring her unique taste before taking her into his mouth.

bianca gasps sharply as matt’s warm, wet mouth envelops her sensitive flesh. despite her best efforts to remain stoic, she can't help but arch into the sensation, a needy whimper escaping her lips.

“mhmm... f-fuck..." she grinds out through clenched teeth, her hips twitching involuntarily as matt begins to bob his head.

matt keeps sucking on bianca’s cock, his tongue swirling around the head. he reaches up and starts to play with her balls, squeezing them gently. he pops off her cock with a loud pop and looks up at her.

matt stands up and moves to straddle bianca’s waist, grinding his own erection against hers. he leans down to capture her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to claim her mouth thoroughly.

he reaches behind himself to grab bianca’s dripping cock, angling it towards his entrance. slowly, teasingly, he sinks down onto her length, throwing his head back with a guttural groan.

matt feels bianca's hard cock slide into him, filling him completely. the feeling is overwhelming and intense, unlike anything he's ever experienced before. his vision blurs as pleasure courses through him, causing his back to arch instinctively.

his hips begin to move in slow, agonizing circles as he adjusts to the size of her cock. every movement sends jolts of pleasure radiating throughout his body, making him gasp and moan uncontrollably.

bianca grips the cuffs tightly as she watches matt ride her cock, his movements graceful yet desperate. she can see the strain on his face, the way his breath comes in ragged gasps, and it only serves to fuel her arousal further.

“fuck matt.” bianca groans. “untie me please.”

matt slows his hips, gazing down at bianca with a smug, knowing smirk as he hears her pleas. he leans in close, his hot breath ghosting over her ear as he whispers, “not until you beg properly, baby."

with that, he resumes his sensual pace, riding bianca’s cock with renewed vigor. each deliberate thrust makes him cry out in ecstasy, his inner walls clenching rhythmically around her length.

bianca grits her teeth, refusing to give in to matt's demands despite the pleasure coursing through her body. she won't let him win this game between them.

"please..." she finally relents, hating how desperate she sounds. “i need to touch you,"

her hips buck upwards involuntarily, seeking more friction, more contact. the metal cuffs rattle against the headboard with each frantic movement.

at bianca’s plea, a triumphant grin spreads across matt’s face. he continues to roll his hips sensually, relishing the feeling of her hard cock inside him. "there’s a good boy," he purrs approvingly.

with a flourish, he reaches up and uncuffs bianca’s wrists, tossing the restraints aside carelessly. he leans down, pressing his chest flush against hers as he captures her lips in another heated kiss. “touch me then," he challenges breathlessly against her mouth. “show me how much you need it."

without breaking the kiss, bianca runs her hands feverishly over matt’s body, caressing every inch of exposed skin she can reach.

bianca's fingers dance over matt's shoulders, tracing the contours of his muscles before slipping lower to grip his ass cheeks. she squeezes them firmly, pulling him harder against her as their tongues continue to duel.

breaking the kiss momentarily, she nips at his bottom lip before soothing the sting with her tongue. “like this?" she asks huskily, rocking her hips to meet his. “this what you wanted, matt?"

matt whimpers and groans at the intense pleasure of bianca’s touches, his hips stuttering in response to her assertive rocking motion.

“yes, just like that..." he breathes heavily, his eyes rolling back in bliss. “oh fuck yes, right there!"

“you’re so tight, baby," bianca moans. “you gonna let me fill you up hm?”

matt nods frantically, his gaze locked with Bianca's as he pants out, "y-yes, please...i want to feel you come inside me."

his words are punctuated by sharp gasps and whines of delight as bianca’s cock pulses and throbs within him, the sensation bordering on overwhelming.

bianca's grip on matt's ass tightens as she starts to thrust up into him with short, urgent strokes. her breathing grows ragged, each pump of her hips bringing her closer to the edge.

"fuck, matt...gonna cum soon..." she warns, her voice strained with effort. “you ready for it, slut?"

matt throws his head back too, wrapped up in all this pleasure to reply, and whimpers leave his mouth as suddenly he cums. matt moans loudly as bianca shoots her cum into him.

bianca’s orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, her vision blurring white as she cries out in ecstasy. she buries her face in the crook of matt’s neck, muffling her screams as her cock spasms wildly inside him, pumping load after load of hot cum deep into him.

matt gasps at the feeling, letting out a moan at how good it feels. they take a second to catch their breaths before matt suddenly pulls himself off of bianca. he avoids her eyes and quickly scrambles to grab her pyjamas. "that was alright; can tell why girls go crazy for my cock now."

bianca raises her eyebrows and scoffs. "don’t try and play it off like you weren't a needy bitch, matt. you called me daddy."

"so?" matt sasses. he tosses bianca his t-shirt and then climbs back into bed. not saying a single word to her, he snuggles up to her chest. she’s surprised, but matt looks really worn out right now.

“do you not want to get cleaned up?" she asks softly, moving a piece of hair out of his eye. which again is insane; she still can't believe she's in his body and he's in her, and they just fucked!

"nah," matt shakes his head, his voice coming out in a sleepy tone. "’m too tired; let's just sleep."

bianca nods her head, watching in amusement as matt buries himself into her neck. "alright, but we're figuring this shit out tomorrow."

matt nods his head, humming in agreement. "after i masturbate with your vibrator, though, that shit is whack."

bianca rolls her eyes and pulls the covers over them.

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okayyyyy i know this is two days later than i promised but listen halloweekend was long and eventful

was this too much or bad i can’t tell if i like it

#sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nims speaks!#sturniolo triplets #twitchmattenthusiast #sturniolo smut #sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo smut #nick sturniolo #kinktober

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willow-schmillow · 1 year ago

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Getting functional with DID can feel like...

- I probably have a subsystem, but I'm applying for jobs so I don't really care about that right now

- Some of us have never experienced a long-term psychotic episode before because they were inactive before our symptoms started manifesting. It's alright, we'll give them the spark notes now and the full rundown when we feel better.

- "THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD."

- I'm not quite sure who I am, but we're *all* [name] and that's enough to pick up our prescriptions

- Someone's co-conscious and IDK who, but let's go get coffee together because we're *going* to get along, god damn it

- All of the scariest parts look like adults (or monsters), but they're kids. We have to talk to them like they're scared children, and they scream a little quieter.

- "THE WORST THINGS THAT COULD'VE HAPPENED TO US HAVE ALREADY HAPPENED. WE CAN DO THIS."

- I don't need to know how everything works. We're all strong and smart: we can figure it out as we go and be ok.

#dissociative identity disorder #did system #did recovery #actually dissociative #did osdd #osddid #by gabriel

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hoshizoralone · 2 months ago

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a post where i separate every woman in smash by how i would categorize them in relation to samus if she had a dating sim and they had to be assigned a character type (that im saving here in case i ever want to go back to think about this) . and other samus & smash girls shipping thoughts

firstly i originally posted this on bluesky so if you’re not following me there.. go do that!! @hoshizoralone.bsky.social

explanations for the tropes are as follows:

childhood friend - palutena (kid icarus and metroid game overlaps of which there are many. like come on man... this is a nobrainer)

energetic cute girls - peach/daisy/pyra (daisy is jock leaning)

jocks - wii fit trainer/alex/mythra

mysterious transfer student - sheik/mii gunner/rosalina/lucina (though samus is not in school. but i'm not sure how else to explain this trope. maybe just "mysterious character")

the love interest that openly flirts with the mc - bayonetta

(varying degrees of) nerds, the smart girls - byleth/robin/zelda/isabelle (like lets say they were put into a scenario with samus. they would be the brains of the operation. robin would have had the adam stuff in dread solved immediately)

i don't care - corrin (i really tried to think of what trope she could be but i don't even imagine samus would like her)

not viable (teenagers). these two become a background couple - min-min/leaf (well, i had thought this, but after making the post on bluesky someone told me leaf’s canon age is 11. i had thought she was nebulously teenaged…. so either age her up here, or forget this tier exists)

not viable (babies) - villagers/inklings/wendy/nana

i do think the idea of creating a sim revolving around samus would be fun, only issue is the pression has truly kicked my ass this year and i really am all out of writing ability. i have two other games already sitting in my drafts half finished…

it could make for a fun rom hack though. Maybe instead of the chozo giving you power ups its the other girls . And at the end you have to Save The Girls not the animals. Someone make that happen.

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the above isnt arranged by how much i ship it but the below is. imagine gandrayda (of metroid prime 3 fame) right under samus and then a massive powergap and then the rest of the chart:

two professional girlfailures are facing off head to head in this 500 chapter slow burn sam/palu fanfiction - palutena (palutena is a girlfailure at everything but samus only falls into that category for women. it would be an extremely long time for samus to realize palutena likes her . could they make it work when they're both so busy? read my nonexistent fic to find out)

samus has a one sided crush - peach/rosalina/wii fit trainer. (samus will never confess. peach has mario and samus isnt messing w that. samus thinks she's not cool enough for rosalina. wft is already in a relationship consult the lone wii fit trainer lore)

(in my head samus’s one sided crushes are justified like this:

peach - she is literally so pretty it’s blinding. peak femininity is making samus short circuit

rosalina - parentless lady from space who has been left alone/feels lonely resonates hard

wft - she gives constant positive feedback which i think samus is starved to hear)

i used to love sam/bayo but bayo3 sucked so i kinda dont care about it anymore - bayonetta. sad day.

one sided crush on samus - alex/robin/zelda/lucina

samus-neutral - sheik/byleth/isabelle/gunner/pymythra/daisy/corrin. (they probably wouldnt pass up the opportunity to kiss samus if given one but they're not having their thoughts occupied by her)

one sided childhood crush (thinks she's cool) (not reciprocated) - min-min (samus is sort of like a celebrity. it's sort of like having a crush on zac efron when hes 18 and youre 7)

i consider samus in her 30s so every teenager and baby who doesn't have a cute unreciprocated crush is out of the running - leaf/villagers/inklings/nana/wendy

someone had asked… where’s dark samus. for me as one of the five samus x gandrayda shippers, i think if there was a dating sim and dark samus was in it samus would immediately halt the events of the dating sim to go hunt her down as repayment for everything + the whole killing her girlfriend thing. like she cant exist in this world.

the only other samus thing i ship that isn’t mentioned here already is samus x cortana. it could be cute. i do Naut ship her with any guys. lesbian samus for life

aside from samus x gandrayda which will probably always be my ride or die ship, i think the ship with the most interesting stuff to explore is samus/palutena… they aren’t alike characterwise at all, but it’s just that their series are linked in a metatextual sense, so its fun to imagine them together. in a “we’ve been hanging around each other for a while!” kind of way. well, opposites attract..

anyways that was my post. If you read this and have thoughts let me know. Maybe i’ll draw some stuff in my freetime. Cool thanks love ya bye.

#save tag #i dont wanna tag this but its gonna show up in that tumblr search function anyways right. whatever

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puppetmaster13u · 10 months ago

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The Au is Ra has been using the Lazarus pits for so long that causes him to see Danny like a human or his normal Phantom form Ra the only one that sees Danny like that

I love the idea of Deadly Decision getting together but Ra has no idea that Danny is no human he just thinks that Danny has his own Lazarus pit hidden somewhere away from him

Like Danny is full blown glowing white hair, green eyes, Sharp Fangs, an electrical being

Ra point at tall being of Life And Death it looks like he's about to rip you apart: This Is My Wife Danny.

Like sometimes people just ask him if he sees anything unhumanly about Danny and

Ra is like: What Are You Talking About ?

Danny's in the background forming Stars into his hand I'm trying to make himself a new sword

Talia and Dusan we're raised by Danny and Ra they just gotten used to also considering getting to be a normal human they find it hilarious to play along with their other two siblings Dan and Danielle that Mom is human

Slade: I've been meaning to ask what about that monster Ra has locked up back there

Talia: You Mean Mother

Slade: that's your mother I didn't know Ra al Ghul was attracted to on human beings

Dusan: what do you mean unhumanly our mother is perfectly normal he's not even assassin

Danielle walking out of his shadow: Maybe Your Mother Was The Weird One

Dan floating near Talia: Get the hell out how dare you disrespect our Mama

All of them are girlboss, gatekeep, and gaslight people into believe Danny is normal

Damien will give warning that his grandmother does not look like a Human they were all expecting meta not electric being

Danny got so used to Ra al Ghul no his Husban treating him like a normal person when he's like this that he forgot that everyone might not that treat him like that

Honestly? I love this.

And you know what? Danny might need someone like that, who even as his humanity slips away still treats him as human, as not an eldritch creature of Space, of everything Between. Someone who treats him as well, him. Is his and Ras relationship healthy? Well maybe not in human terms, but do either of them count as such anymore?

The idea of the kids playing along is also amazing lol. Especially that Jordan and Ellie? Definitely same hat as Danny. Sure their forms still look sort of human, but that just makes it very uncanny valley. So others and siblings who treat them the same? They need it just as much- if nothing else than to not become so arrogant and uncaring of humanity that they could watch the world end without a blink.

Which, Damian! I bet Danny absolutely adores the grandbaby. I bet he crafts little ice bats and miniature planets to swirl above his crib. I bet he has a literal strip of space and stars on his ceiling. And Damian isn't the only grandbaby too- Dusan has a daughter in some timelines too. Not to mention Ras' adoptive daughter Nyssa, who he gave one of the Lazarus Pits to.

But speaking of Damian, I have to know what that would mean for Jason. Who was practically completely braindead before being thrown into the Pit. Who would have probably met Danny while there because I can't see Danny not also gently doting on another grandson.

Gosh I honestly am just really enjoying this whole thing lol.

#ask answered #deadly decisions #dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #Not Ghost King Danny #Let Jason & Damian be Brothers #Give Me Primordial Being of Space Danny #And not just like ooh stars space but like literal Every Space #He knows where everything is even in the Infinite space #Anyway-#Danny definitely gives each of his family members handcrafted meteoric swords #OMG CUJO #Does the whole League just go 'yep that's a normal dog nothing to see here' about him lmao #Damian later with his demon bat-dragon Goliath: Father I don't see what's wrong they are just a puppy #Huh Ras might have a decent relationship with his grandkids in this with how smitten he is

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astroyongie · 5 months ago

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꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦ Kpop Tea Part 2. ꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

Note: there's the list of some teas to celebrate my come back <3 This second part is only concerning male idols! WARNINGS: All names are censured. Requests with emojis asking for names won't be answered. Some tea can be sensitive. One X per member per group. Take it lightly EVERYTHING DONW THROUGH TAROT ! Ps: Ta*** is not included in nct 127 nor will be mentioned in my nct posts again.

NCT 127

X has a lot of regrets on what is currently happening with the group and what happened with * . this message here leaves to believe he knew what was happening but never truly addressed the issue

X's also doesn't has any consentment responsibility

X's is actually happy that * left the group and he feels quite more free with that decisions but he believes that the fault is at the company too for giving some members too much freedom

X is currently dealing with some heavy addiction

X has received a proposal from another company to join after the end of the contract with SM

X's is hella happy that * left the group

X is super angry, so much that it is affecting him into another level. this because he didn't know about the whole scandal and when he learnt of it, it made him feel a lot of anger toward *

X is investing a lot on other things than the entertainment as he isn't planing to do stay around in SM for long years

NCT Dream

X knows a lot more of what happens in the company than what he lets to see. he probably has the most dirt on the other members

X is not happy in his relationship but he doesn't want to leave them because it would mean to beak down years of happiness. breaking this off would also mean a lot of issues

expect X to go through a physical transformation

X has what we call an artificial heart. he is incapable of feeling love for people that isn't tangled in desire or lust

X has been working so much on himself, trying so much to see himself, he sacrifices so much to be able to provide better life for himself, his members but also trainees

WayV

X is in a relationship but that doesn't stop him from cheating with people inside the company

X is under the influence of someone extremely negative for himself and his own heath, but he is too blind on this

X's intimate relationships could become an issue if they were exposed to the public

X has sometimes outbursts of physical violence toward others

X is super jealous of his other members and he will sometimes try to 'steal' what they have for himself

X is smart and he isn't afraid of competition or of people in the company.

Stray Kids

X is broken, all of his fragmented self is one constituting only one, the issue is that instead of fixing what's broken, he has picked up the fragments and tried to do something about it but it as made him more vulnerable

X's mental health keeps being my greatest worry. I am scared for him

X's truly needs to be careful with who he sleeps with unless he wants to have surprised and he also should go forward with his solo project

x has plain conscience that he is in a complicated situation with his love life and his career at the moment

X's energy is currently filled with jealousy, affective dependence and obsession that he has over his current partner. but x has also been having some self destructive behaviors

X has been too prideful which made him burn his fingers with this person. his goal wont work out

X believes that he was born to suffer which is the reason why he always accept the stupidities of the company, like he accepts the mistreatment and believes for it to be necessary

X is in a relationship, his affectionate and intimate life is all right but also this includes his family. he is truly happy

Monsta X

X has been calling for help via media and yet no one has noticed it

X regrets being an idol, as he believes that he wasn't born to be who he is. he regrets to have lost so much of his childhood to this

X could literally ruin everyone's career in the industry if he dared to open his mouth

X is preservating something that could potentially be problematic

X has been manipulating and cheating on his partner. he has turned his relationship into a toxic gaslighting one and he has Toal control over his partner

X is so blind to his own pain that he doesnt notice that he is hurting the people around him

TXT

X has big self esteem and self image issues which often result into body dysphoria and potentially into eating habits that arent healthy

X was able to adapt to the new situation that has been happening to him and the group

X is currently celebrating a win that he has been fighting for a long time

X isn't known to smell very well in amount the idols

X is alone in the world as a sense where he knows doesnt have close or true friends as one can understand it

Seventeen

X is the one who has the most financial gain surprisingly

X has been trying to get closer to his family and also putting boundaries between his idol life and his private life. he hates when fans ask about his private life

X is capable to see some type of ghosts or veils to a certain point

X has been feeling very vulnerable lately, mostly because he has allowed some people to see him In all his glory and naked self, without covers, revealing some of his insecurities

X's pride will be his downfall

X is full of positive energy and he is also preparing some time of solo project. he has been thinking about having a child

X is totally and unhealthy obsessed with his partner

X is going through some type of grief

X has sacrificed a lot on his life, love and family for this career and he hates that he isnt appreciated enough for it

X is taking a new step into his life. this man just wants to marry and be done with this

X was able to come to terms with his own demons, with his own griefs and issues as he is now focusing on himself and his health

everything you know about x, all the interviews, all the videos, all the content. that is 100 percent his idol self. his true self is nothing like that

X is currently in love and loving his true big passion

BTS

no matter what X will do with his career, there's victory for him and he knows it

X next solo will be a success

X's dreams are too big to be achievable even for him. it seems like producers arent keen to do what he wants

X is goign through a lot of introspection as he believes that his life needs to improve

X has been working in a project that will equal bring a lot of success and stability for himself

X is totally focused on his career right now, as nothing else matters

it doesn't matter how much X was broken in the past by the one person who turned him the way he is. he wont heal himself, he refuse to cry for the her

EXO

X loves his job, he really does, but he truly wants to end his contract so he can marry his partner and have his life

X is not living in the present and that is his biggest mistake

X doesnt want official relationships, he wants to mess around, to lie passionate things instead of a official relationship that because he believes love is superficial

X has been dealign a lot with his mental health and his sensibility can be seen and felt through his interactions

this X is nothing but lies whenever he opens his mouth to talk about something. his whole success is based on lies

X is going to go through grief, either from a family member, friend or a relationship (this doesnt mean necessarily physical death)

X is helped by shamans

X has been trying to heal from the abuse, the submission and the abandonment he has lived these past years. although he is trying to heal form all of it

X doesn't remember himself, he doesnt remember who he was before the fame and that kinda of fucks up his mentality and his mental health

Ateez

X has been struggling a lot with his mental health and you may notice how he has lost his 'color'

new opportunity coming for X

X is doign well after a very rough period on his life. he is glowing

X's latests communications in his social/interviews/media has been the realest he has been so far

X is currently going for revenge after someone has broken his heart in a way he never thought being possible

X and pregnancy scare

X has been forgiven by someone he has hurt pronfundly

X believes that he needs to atone for some of his behaviors he had in the past that could bring him issues

The Boyz

X has hope that everything he has done will be put under a rag

X is clear, probably one of the only male idols who has never done anything bad in his life

X is faithful to his relationship and has not cheated once

X is balanced and in good health at the moment

X should be using protection If he doesnt want to have a baby scare

X has been missing his family quite a lot, and it pains him that his schedule doesnt give him the freedom to be home

The company is protecting X from some info to go out in the public which could cause a big scandal

X is waiting for his contract to end so he can leave the company

X is often mistaken by someone evil but he is actually super compassionate with people

X's sexual energy is very heavy and he needs to be careful on who he gets involved with to avoid issues

X is still searching for his life meaning and for a love that could fullfy him

Enhypen

X is still in a relationship and he doesnt care of what people say since he is truly in love with them

I don't understand how X can be so pacifist and calm among so many thorns. this man could ruin a few lives

X has been equally protected of scandals by his company

somethign bad happened between x and a higher up that I cannot speak of

X has an important travel to do that will give him some media attention

X solo opportunity

ZeroBaseOne

X has good intuition which is the reason he seems like someone collected on the outside

X is single and completely free to do whatever he wants and he also doesnt care anyone of what the public says about him

the depths of X energy are quite heavy to look at

X is clever enough to avoid troubles even when he does them

X is equally enjoying his life by flinging with whoever he feels like

X has been being more careful compared to his teammates when it comes to do things that could be complicated to deal with in the public

X's mental health has improved greatly

expect X to change something about his visual !

X is currently dealing with a broken heart from his last relationship that terminated

Riize

X's is changing his whole self and probably changing a few things on his idol persona

solo opportunity or project for X

X's energy has been very active, I just hope he knows what he is doing

X might get violent sometimes when he feels overwhelmed

X realize that he hates being an idol but now he cant do anything about it

X's is physically and mentally the most stable in this group

it might not seem like it but X has so much power over his members because he knows things

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froggibus · 7 months ago

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Saw your post!! Any thoughts on what Junkrat, Mei, Venture, and Sombra might do if their respective s/o's wanted a prize from a claw machine? Who can actually do? What do they do if they can't?

Claw Machine - Junkrat, Mei, Sombra & Venture

Genre: fluff, little crack

Summary: how your s/o would win (or steal) you a prize from a claw machine

CW: sombra’s a jerk, established relationships, theft (in a funny silly goofy way), Ven gets stuck in a claw machine, none of these people are good at games sorry

thanks so much for giving me a cute fluffy req ^^ I really appreciate it. sometimes writing so much smut gets a little overwhelming so I am grateful for fun little ideas like this!! 💓 hope you’re having a great day lovely someone pls remind me in the morning to give this a proper banner

@kitsune-loves-fics wrote a beautiful continuation of Venture’s part! come check it out here 💓

Junkrat:

insists he’s the best at claw machine games

he is not.

however he will spend all day and all the money he has just so he could get you whatever prize you wanted

unrelated but Mako is probably crazy at claw games

keeps promising he’ll win it for you but progressively gets worse and worse at the game

eventually gets annoyed and starts shaking the machine

please walk away it’s so embarassing

if that doesn’t work he will literally break the glass and just grab the toy for you

gets down on his knee like a dork and hands it to you

“for you, little cricket”

grabs your hand and runs away giggling from security

you’re legally obligated to keep the toy forever or else he’ll get sad

Mei:

probably average at the claw game

she won’t try all day but if you really want it, she’ll give it at least ten tries

gets kind of confused when she can’t win and decides to apply some science to it

literally calculates a bunch of math based on how fast it moves, how far away it is, size of everything etc

the math still doesn’t help

some kid probably comes up and does it on the first try and she’s staring at them like ‘how’

is completely focused on this damn claw machine now just to get you a little plushy

please bring her a drink or something to boost her mood

when you walk away she’ll try to put her hand in the machine but her arms are too short :(

in the end she recruits snowball and together they manage to get you your little plushy ^^

however she feels so guilty about it after she has to confess to you

Sombra:

she will never let herself be defeated by ANY machine

she’ll probably tell you to win it for yourself and lean against the machine with a smirk while she watches you

you’ll pout at her and beg for her help but she wants to see how ‘dedicated’ you are first (whatever that means)

eventually she gives in (she can never resist you) and steps up to try the game

and immediately loses.

doesn’t even try again, she just hacks it and forces it to do whatever she wants

doesn’t just grab you one plushy, she practically cleans out the whole machine

“liv can we just leave? people are starting to stare?”

“just one more, cariño”

it will not be just one more, but how can you resist when she’s being so sweet?

Venture:

dork ass steps right up the minute you press your face on the glass and coo about how cute it is

“don’t worry babe, I got this”

(they really do not)

they will hyperfocus on it and play it for literal hours

they’re not even bad at it—they keep winning prizes, just not the one that you want

you could leave for ten minutes and come back and they’ll still be trying it

after maybe an hour of playing they get you to stand on the side and shake it for them

if that doesn’t work, they try to shove their arm up there but they’re so muscly they get stuck

you end up having to call the fire department to get them unstuck lol

and the owner of the place feels so bad (or maybe embarrassed) for you guys that they unlock the machine and just give you the toy

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thewertsearch · 2 months ago

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TT: I am piloting the moon through the Furthest Ring right now. TT: At the moment, it's passing through a dream bubble. I am visiting your dream in person.

Rose might be able to speak to Dave, for now - but in reality, she's all alone out here.

I don't think she'll be alone forever, though. Aradia seems to be planning to meet her at the Sun - and, according to the Maid of Time herself, she's here to help.

Things might seem pretty grim for our Seer, but Aradia's still trying to lend her fellow Derse girl a hand. This time, maybe Rose will be able to take it.

TG: this sucks TG: could you just please turn the thing around and come back TT: Why? TT: I'm already out here. Might as well go through with it. TG: we agreed id do it though

This is so fucked. They’re both desperately trying to save each other’s lives – and no matter who wins, we'll still lose. Just like the Sprites, these kids need some sort of miracle.

TG: or at least you pretended to agree TG: just before going into a major league wind up with your nap yarn TT: A major league wind up? TG: sports TT: It's always been pretty sad that I seem to know more about sports than you. Which is really saying something. TG: all im saying is TG: no one likes a basketball hog TT: It's probably just "ball hog." TG: i just think you should know TG: that in the athletic arena of competitive achievement TG: its a widely known fact that cherry picking posers get showered in nothin but boos

They think this is the last conversation they’ll ever have, and this is what they’re doing - which, honestly, makes perfect sense.

They don't want to think about what's about to happen, so their conversation gives way to petty bickering. After all, this is the last chance they'll have to enjoy a silly little squabble, before everything comes to an end.

...this is all so wrong.

#homestuck liveblog #full liveblog #act 5.2 #3937 #s166

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twiishaa · 3 months ago

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halloween headcannons with the strawhats (modern strawhat au!!) characters luffy, zoro, sanji, usopp, nami and robin quick a/n i whipped this up in like 20 minutes... i know this is late but should i do a second part?? (please ask me to do law he is rhe love of my life)

luffy ִֶ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚.

he LOVES Halloween. he doesn’t really get the ideas and stuff behind it, but trick or treating is his THING.

he doesn’t necessarily get why he has to knock random people’s doors and say ‘trick or treat!!!1!!1!’ but he gets sweets anyways.

to me, luffy is in the middle about costumes, sometimes he just puts a stripey t shirt and is like ‘im a pirate!’ but sometimes he puts effort into his costume

loves matching with you though

loves carving pumpkins!! he makes an absolute mess of it though <33

they do end up looking terrible, but that’s how they’re cute!

he loves watching horror movies too! loves the coziness of cuddling with you in the middle of the night

you guys also watch coco around this time of year, since dia de los muertos is around halloween (i am NOT normal about coco i love coco)

halloweens with luffy are funny and full of laughter <3

zoro ִֶָ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚.

genuinely sleeps through it

he likes going to the parties for the drinks though

half asses EVERYTHING with it

but, he’ll sit and watch a horror movie or two with you, he likes how you get scared he thinks it’s cute

if you don’t get scared from horror movies , then you guys would laugh at the jumpscares together 😊

does not care about costumes or trick or treat or anything but he’ll tag along with you if you decide to go cos he’ll worry about you alone in the night otherwise!

overall doesn’t care but he’ll do some stuff with you because he likes seeing you get excited over it

sanji (the LOVE of my life) ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚.

personally, I think he’d really be into Halloween traditions

you guys would bake cookies together and decorate them to make them spooky , how cute !

probably has dressed up as a Dracula/vampire more than once and will do it again

when Halloween comes around, you guys are the ones to arrange the party

he likes the dressing up part of trick-or-treat more than the getting candy part, definitely

so you get all the candy !

he lets you put makeup on him for parties (he looks GORGEOUS)

you guys don’t watch horror films, but like … the kinda more human… cuter Halloween films

like corpse bride! and encanto <33 (i know encanto isn’t exactly a … halloween movie of sorts but it’s has that vibe to me okay)

but yeah! instead of being outright terrifying, Halloweens with Sanji are fun and cute, with that tone of scare and horror but he would never do anything to shiver your timbers :3

usopp ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚.

now…. usopp….

he is a scaredy cat and a halloween WARRIOR at the same time

as he is obsessed with pranks, he capitalises on this time to pull pranks on EVERYONE (you included, soz queen </3)

but the pranks on you are a bit more … calm one may say

watching horror movies with usopp is an experience to say the least

he’s acting all high and mighty but when the jumpscare comes he is CLINGING onto your arm for his life

but, at the end, he denies everything, and he says he wasn’t scared at all…

you both know it’s a lie

also a trick or treating warrior. he goes all out!!

nami ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚.

another one who LOVES Halloween

the two of you have gone to so many parties…

you guys are planning your costumes from august, getting all the stuff early and definitely the best dressed

sometimes… when little kids come for trick or treat she tricks them by giving the sweet to them and then taking it away last minute but then she feels really bad so she gives them another sweet

you guys also bake cookies for Halloween together

the result? uhhhhhh it’s the thought that counts right

but overall, Halloween with nami is a very enjoyable and fun time where you guys get to dress up tons and no one asks 😊

nico robin ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚.

oh nico robin save me please

she likes giving little kids sweets in the most normal way possible, she thinks they look really cute in their silly little cat costumes :3 (so do i)

for some reason she’s really good at carving pumpkins like they look FIRE like they are works of ART

loves playing little harmless pranks on you, like usopp, but she makes up for it afterwards with kisses <3

alongside nami has the BEST costume for literally no reason.

you two don’t always go matching, but she helps you look for your outfit !

again, she really enjoys watching horror films with you, she enjoys your reactions to jumpscares (whether you are terrified of them or not)

probably goes as a witch or something basic but makes it look really good

note can you tell i like sanji ... send recs if you want love you bye

#one piece headcanons #straw hat pirates #one piece x reader #monkey d. luffy #luffy x reader #roronoa zoro #zoro x reader #vinsmoke sanji #sanji x reader #one piece usopp #usopp x reader #nami one piece #nico robin #nami x reader #nico robin x reader #one piece

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bridgetoesoteria · 11 months ago

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💌💟Realistically...What would they write in a love letter to you?

Surpriseee bish! Here is my double post as puh-romised. Its spring break, I aced my midterm, I had a nice lil chit chat with my crush where I high key let on to having feelings . *ahem* Now I wanna smoke and pull cards with my internet besties <3

So, I don't like those mushy-gushy readings that tell you the most ideal outcome, not the most realistic outcome. I am hoping to channel an authentic "letter," from the person you are here for.

Options are left to right. I hope it resonates 🥰

Pile 1

4-card spread: Page of Swords, Girl w/ Violin, Strength, The Sun. BOTD: 3 of Swords

I just want to see you happy. I hope you know that. I miss the feeling of you holding me. I think about all the times, I got to hold your hands in mine. I think you are amazing and angelic. If I ever seem difficult, or like I am pushing you away, its just because I don't want to hurt you even worse. You're the whole package. You can shine with or without me.

If there is still bad blood, I will make it right. At least that's what I think about doing. All the time. Can I step up? Can I really have my happy ending; The car, the house, the family, building a life together. I need to get over my cold feet, because the only person I see is you.

P.S.

I love your eyes. I love how much hope I feel when I look into them. I love your hair, especially the length/thickness. I love how balanced you are, and how you can consider different points of view. It has taught me to be more compassionate. It has taught me to care about someone other than myself. You show me that I can get over my demons. We could be a power couple.

(If you have a "butt chin," your person loves this too lol)

Pile 2

4-card spread: 8 of Swords, 9 of Swords(R), 9 of Wands, The Star. BOTD: The Emperor

This person is definitely very attracted to you, but we are here for a love letter, mkay? Not a sext.

I don't know why you are acting like you don't want me anymore. You better not be giving away my ____ to anyone else. I want to be with you. I consider us to be a couple, no matter what happens. If you question where my head is at, my loyalty is with you. I don't want to see you with anyone else. I hate thinking about you being out there, living like you're single. I think about us having kids, animals, a family life. (If you already have kids they want to keep the family together).

I am working on my temptations. I know I need to be more responsible and I am willing to do that. I want to try having self-control. If that means cutting other people off, or waiting until you are comfortable being physical, I will do that. I respect your boundaries. You have every right to have them. I know you are just trying to love yourself. You should always stand your ground...even with me.

P.S.

You have a beautiful heart. You are so nurturing. You keep everything flowing. You completely fulfill me. You are more than enough. You definitely know what you are doing. I wouldn't have taken you for a "lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" type.

Right now, you probably are focusing on yourself. I hope you find the happiness that you are looking for. After pouring into everyone else so much, I hope you will start pouring into you now. I hope you will be receptive to all the good things you deserve.

Pile 3

4-card spread: Ace of Pentacles, 6 of Swords, Page of Cups, The Empress. BOTD: Justice

I can't figure you out. And its...amazing! It keeps everything so fresh. Maybe you don't feel like you are being mysterious but you are. I want to know what goes on "behind-the scene." I don't mean that in a pervy way. I mean, I want to know who you are, where you come from, what is currently going on in your life. I want to make the cut. Do you ever think about what your favorite diamond cut is? 💎

(Where ever your connection is, move up a step. This is not a literal proposal for everyone)

I want us to be on track. If I have to apologize, I will do that. I want to finally start something new. I want to make you feel like the king/queen that you are. I want us to be happy together. Especially if we are expecting 🤰

P.S.

Can I just brag on you really quick? I love your face shape. I love when we lock eyes. I love how you style your hair, even if I have never said so aloud. Even if I tease you about it sometimes. Its cute and so you. Everyone says we (would) go well together, and I have to agree. We could be our town's MGK and Megan Fox 🤣🤣

On a more serious point, you make me want to do better. Internally, I always feel challenged by you. I have my old beliefs, and then there's you. You make me want to throw out all the BS I believe about myself and start valuing myself more. I see how magical life can be, because I see how many miracles happen when we are together. I know I can do better.

Pile 4 4-card spread: 8 of Wands, 10 of Wands, The Emperor, 8 of Swords. BOTD: Ace of Swords.

(Your person could actually be the type to spill their feelings over texts or in the notes section of their phone)

I think about saying this all the time. I build up the courage to start typing, but I can never hit send. I just feel this lump in my throat. I'm a man! (or they are just someone who suppresses their emotions). I shouldn't have all these feelings. I feel overwhelmed by my attraction, my thoughts, my unexpressed feelings.

That's kind of what I grew up with. It was normal. People call it "traditional." I always thought (one of their parents, but I am really getting mom) could do better. Why are you still with them? I don't want that to be you. I don't want that to be our story. You always carry yourself well. I'm proud to be with you. I know you're a catch. I know you are the full package. I can't let you go. Please reconsider. I want to be with you.

P.S.

I hope you're getting rest. Don't lose sleep over me. Which is hypocritical, because I stay up thinking about you. Don't be scared...but I may have watched you sleep. I like how peaceful you look. I feel like I have privacy to fully process my emotions. I look at your face and I think about all the possibilities. It makes me nervous. If I have made a proposal of some kind, maybe to reconcile, I hope you sleep on it before you make a decision.

Pile 5 4-card spread: King of Cups, 4 of Swords, 9 of Wands, The Sun. BOTD: 8 of Swords

I think a lot of you are asking about a feminine energy, but flip the roles if needed. You could be the feminine energy being described, so maybe they want you to know you are "seen". It just started raining, so that makes me feel like this person is definitely more on the feminine side, or in touch with their emotions. You could both be young, or they're younger, or someone has a baby face.

I think about you all the time. Even when I am sad. I don't know if you know how much I struggle. My mental health isn't always in the best place. But you take my mind off of everything. I love when you look deep in thought. I come up with all these random ideas about what you could be thinking of. If you are away getting better, overcoming an ED, I hope you are being strong. I look forward to seeing you again.

You make me so happy. I miss being playful and messing with you. I could see us having babies. I think I would be a great mom/dad. But I know that's daydreaming and wishful thinking. I don't always understand your moods or what you want from me. Could you make it clear without it becoming an argument. I don't want to make you upset.

P.S.

You are soo pretty. I think your haircut really compliments your face. I love your side profile too. You are so smart. You know so much about the world around you or you are always willing to learn. I am impressed by your writing and/or creativity. I love everything about you. If I were an artist, I would make a portrait of you. You would be my muse. I just want you to know how special you are. You are 1 of 1 forreal. I am so grateful to have ever met you. You bring so much joy to my life.

Whew. GD! That was a lot lol. This took me two days. I am going to relax and enjoy the start of Spring Break. Whoop whoop 🙌

And don't laugh at me...but I just discovered archives so I might stop updating my masterlist, since you can find all my readings there too.

Lastly, I am also doing personals if you have not heard! Take a gander.

~ K

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spookysteddie · 1 year ago

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Text Me The Details

Modern!Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Influencer!fem!reader

18+ MINORSDNI

cw: gossip magazines, reader being horny on a live stream, cocky!Eddie, drinking, drugs mention

a/n: I kinda want this to be a series? So expect a part two at some point. But yeah this isn't an original idea so, credit to literally everyone who's done this before me. I gave reader a last name because if I have to write y/l/n one more time I'll sob. ANYWAY I hope you all enjoy and let me know if you like this!

WC: 1.2k

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You are never drinking again. Ever.

Your management would agree after what happened last night. You didn’t mean to spill the secret you’d been keeping. It wasn’t even that big of a deal, however, you had an image to keep up. The party girl, the kind one, the one with lots of friends, the girl who had good grades in college, the one who always donated most of her fortune to various organizations.

Now, every tabloid was writing articles about your celebrity crush.

Party girl and influencer drunkenly admits she’d love to sleep with lead singer of Corroded Coffin Eddie Munson. Sources have said they’ve been together for a while but decided to keep it under wraps.

The dating portion of that article wasn’t true and you silently vow to figure out who the fuck these ‘sources’ were. However, you admitting to wanting to fuck Eddie… did happen. You have no one to blame but yourself.

Now, there are three reasons why you’re so stressed about this. First, even though you party all the time, you were good. You know, like only went out on the weekends, did every single assignment, tutored people on the side, was probably the most unproblematic influencer out there. Second, the last thing you wanted was Eddie Munsons attention. You had this thing where you didn’t want the people you were fans of to perceive you.

Theoretically you knew they did, most of them followed you on social media. But there was a difference between being a fan of someone, and them semi-knowing you vs your actual crush who you own a poster or two of? That makes you want to throw up and pass out at the same time.

But, finally, the third reason this stressed you out was because Eddie and his crew were not good. You know like, partied every single day, smoked a lot of weed and snorted coke off of his groupies and fans. It was all over the tabloids and the band has even posted about it a time or two. You didn’t do that. And if the tabloids caught you doing that, you’d lose everything you worked towards.

“So this is how we’re going to fix it,” Case, your manager, says from where she’s standing next to the fireplace in your apartment. “You’re gonna go back on live and say it was an accident.”

You look up from the article you were reading, eyes finding his. “That is the worst idea ever. I was tipsy not black out drunk. No one will ever believe that was an accident.” You huff, locking your phone, “and I have tickets to their show next week.”

You loved your team, but sometimes they made the most insane comments on how to fix the unfixable.

You stand, pacing the room, “he isn’t one to read gossip magazines. And-and I’m not on the same level as his band. They’re A listers and I’m C list at best.”

Your manager and publicist look like fish after what you said. Anna, your publicist speaks first, “I swear to god if you ever say that again I am uppin your therapy appointments. You hear me?”

You huff, sitting back down on the couch, “I’m not kidding though. I’m not giving up this ticket. It’s one of the few things I’m looking forward to.”

Case answers after rubbing her temples, “you better pray this blows over without him seeing it. You may party but his partying is a whole other level.”

…

The call came two days later, an unknown number popping up on your phone.

You knew, you knew before you even accepted the call who’d be on the other end of the line.

It felt like it started in slow motion, first came the gossip mags with the original story. Then came Eddie following you on instagram. He’d like a few photos and stories you put up. Then came his interview. The interview where he said, “of course I know who she is. I’m flattered really. I hear she’s a sweet girl.”

Now, your phone is buzzing in your hand and you can’t bring yourself to answer the phone.

“Yes just a fucking person. Just like you’re a person. Answer the phone.” You look down at the phone and are thankful it’s just you in your house. You tap the answer button, a fake smile on your face, as you put the phone to your ear.

“Hello?” you use your best interview voice, the one Anna has drilled into you.

You can hear him breathe in before letting it out, long and slow, it’s clear he took a drag of his cigarette. Is he nervous too? There’s no way. Eddie always seemed to be this cool and calm guy, never afraid of anything or anyone. He gets into more fights in a week than you have in your entire 25 years of existence.

“Good afternoon, Miss Asher.” You can hear the grin in his voice and it sends a shiver down your spine, your heart pounding in your chest. “It’s Eddie.”

He didn’t have to introduce himself to you, you’d be able to pick out his voice in a crowded room. But only because you’ve listened to his music so often… only reason.

“Oh! Hi! I’m s-surprised to hear from you.” You cringe at the stutter that came out of you. You had more than enough practice dealing with any situation thrown at you. From the funny to the uncomfortable to the scary. You were trained for this and you were fucking it up. “How can I help you?”

“The band and I will be in town next friday, we’re playing a show.” You know where this is going and it makes your heart beat faster, so fast you’re scared it’ll burst. “I was wonderin’ if you were goin’?”

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

“I am, actually. Me and a few of my friends actually.” You rub your hands down your sweatpants, nerves making them sweat.

“Oh! Well that is fantastic,” his tone is chipper as hell and you know he’s high. On what, you have no idea. “I was thinkin’ that maybe ya friends and you’d wanna join us backstage. VIP area for the show? What cha think?”

All of sudden you forget how the english language works, your tongue sticking to the roof of your mouth. This is what you’ve been wanting for so long. Well, in your dreams of course. But looking at it from a business perspective, it could bring his fans to your page and your fans to his page. It was kind of a win win. Well, win win lose because then Corroded coffin knows who the actual fuck you are and you arent just some fan. And that, terrified you,

“Heeeeeeello? Are you there?”

His voice breaks through your clogged mind, forcing you to respond.

“Hi, sorry. I’m here! I um I got distracted. But, yeah that sounds great, actually. We-we’d love that.”

“Good! I will have my people call your people, yeah?”

“O-or you can just send me the information,” you say it before thinking and now you really want to punch yourself.

He chuckles to himself, “okay, sweetheart, I’ll text you the information. See you next friday.”

He hangs up before you can say another fucking stupid thing. You press the phone into your hands, foot bouncing on the floor with nerves. You can think of seven different ways that conversation could’ve (and should’ve) happened. One of which was with your entire team, another being with your friends, another being with your parents. Not alone to make a fool out of yourself. Your management team was really going to kill you.

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