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Hello, how are you? Could i request an angsty but smutty and fluff fic of Elijah and reader where they get into a fight but makeup in the end?
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You and Elijah get into a fight about his protective nature. He thinks you are too stubborn, and you think he's too controlling. How will you resolve your issues?
♡♡ Thanks for the request anon! I don't know if this is very angsty, but it certainly is very smutty ♡♡
4.1k words - Warnings: smuttttt, very little plot, Cami being the best, dom!elijah (you like him in control? well... here you go...), fingering, squirting, angry sex...
"I'm not some damsel in distress, I don't need your protection!" You yelled, louder than you meant to. Arguing with Elijah was always a test of your restraint. He made it so damn difficult, he was always calm and composed. Sometimes you just wanted to push his buttons.
"Darling, I have so many enemies, and you're not invincible." He tried to reason.
"Don't patronize me, I know that, but you treat me like I can't take care of myself!" You snapped, pacing around the living room. You tried to calm yourself down, you didn't want to say something you'd regret, but the anger bubbling inside you wouldn't go away.
"I'm not trying to patronize you, I just think you could make better decisions." He said softly, his eyes following you as you paced.
"It's like you're treating me like a child! We're supposed to be equals, and you always talk to me like you're the parent and I'm the kid!" Your voice cracked a little, when you got angry you also would cry. You hated that about yourself.
Elijah could see the pain in your eyes, you were his soft and sweet y/n. He just wanted to protect you. He tried to approach you, to hold you and comfort you, but you pushed him away.
His actions made you feel weak, and foolish, here was a man that faced countless dangers, he was centuries old, he fought vampires and werewolves, witches and even his own siblings. And you were just this fragile thing, this tiny human he had to watch out for. It made you feel so weak and pathetic, all your insecurities bubbling up inside you, the tears falling down your cheeks.
You stormed away from him, and he let you, because he knew if he pushed you, it would just make things worse.
You had been dating Elijah for two months now, and in that time, he had taken on the role of a protective boyfriend. You liked being taken care of, but sometimes it felt like he didn't see you as an equal.
You had been arguing about this a lot lately. You didn't like being treated like you were breakable. You weren't. You had dealt with plenty of dangers in your life, and he didn't give you enough credit.
He was a stubborn man, and you were a stubborn woman, so the tension kept rising, until you finally had to get away from him. So you decided to stay at Cami's for a few days, she was a good friend, and she didn't judge you. She could always use some company anyways.
"So, he's a bit over protective, huh?" Cami asked. You were curled up on her couch, drinking a glass of wine. You were both having a night in, wearing pajamas and doing self-care.
"Yeah, and I know he means well, but I really value my independence, it's not something I'm willing to give up," You admitted.
"Do you feel like he doesn't respect you?" She asked, taking a sip of her own wine.
"No, he does, I know that, but it feels like he doesn't trust me." You said, looking down into your glass.
Cami stood and grabbed some snacks, tossing you a bag of your favorite chips. "I don't think that's it, I think he's scared. Scared to lose you. He's been through so much, and he's lost a lot of people he's loved." She said, plopping back down on the couch.
You let out a long sigh, you knew of his pain, but it was still hard to hear out loud. He held all of his trauma inside him, and sometimes it was difficult for him to share, even with you.
"I love him Cami, it's just hard. I've always had to take care of myself, I guess I just have a hard time accepting someone wanting to do that for me." You said softly, feeling the tears brimming your eyes.
"Have you told him that? That you love him?" She asked.
"No, I... I want him to say it first." You admitted.
Cami chuckled and took a long sip of her wine, then grabbed the remote and turned on a movie. It was one of those sappy romances that were so over the top and cheesy. But that's why they were so fun to watch.
"Just tell him. I'm sure he loves you too." Cami said, her gaze fixed on the tv.
"I know," you sighed, "I just want him to initiate, his so reserved, and I'm tired of always being the one who has to take the first step." You grumbled.
"He's probably worried about scaring you away, or making things awkward, you know how he can be." She said, turning to look at you, giving you a comforting smile.
"Yeah, I guess." You mumbled, curling up further on the couch.
Cami gave you a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder and the two of you continued to watch your movie, the sappy love story playing out in front of you.
"So," she said, breaking the silence, "how's the sex?"
You choked on your wine, sputtering a bit before regaining your composure. Cami was a little shit sometimes.
"The sex is amazing," You said, smirking at her. "But... I'm always the one initiating it. Sometimes I think his biggest problem is that he's too gentlemanly."
"Well, what have you done to make him be more spontaneous?" Cami asked, grabbing the bottle of wine and pouring more in her glass.
"Me?" You squeaked. "What did I do?"
"Maybe he doesn't want to take control because you never gave him permission." She asked.
You sat and thought about that. You were usually the one who would start things. You initiated kisses, hugs, hand holding, even the sex. Elijah was so reserved, so proper, he didn't want to overstep. It made you feel like he didn't desire you, which was ridiculous, you had seen him undressing you with his eyes.
"That's fair." You said. "I didn't realize he was waiting for permission."
"Men are idiots." Cami stated, making you laugh.
"Sometimes," you said, chuckling. "I just want to see him be the one to initiate, you know?"
"I know." She said, leaning back on the couch.
You finished the bottle of wine and watched the rest of the movie. It was so sweet, the ending was a happy one, the couple was together and they were in love. You wished life was that simple.
The next morning, you woke up with a pounding headache and a dry mouth. Cami was already awake, making coffee.
"Ugh," you groaned, rubbing your temples. "I should have drank more water,"
"I tried to remind you." Cami said, smirking at you.
"Well, excuse me for being drunk," You replied.
She handed you a mug of coffee, and you sipped it slowly, letting the warmth of the drink soothe your throat.
"Thanks for letting me stay here," you said.
"You know I don't mind." She replied, sitting on the couch next to you.
You leaned your head on her shoulder, sighing.
"I love him, but I think I need some space. Some time to myself." You said softly.
"I think that's a good idea." She replied.
"Are we doing the right thing? Am I being selfish?" You asked, chewing your bottom lip.
"No, you're not. You're being realistic. You need some space and some time to yourself." She replied.
"I'm going to go to the compound and pick up some clothes and stuff." You said.
"Want me to come with you?" She asked.
"No, that's ok, I think I can handle myself." You replied, smiling at her.
She gave you a reassuring squeeze and you got up, feeling a bit better after your talk.
"Thanks Cami, I'll call you later," You said, grabbing your keys and heading out.
Elijah was sitting at the kitchen counter, drinking a glass of whiskey, and he had a book open in front of him, though he wasn't reading it. His mind was too preoccupied. He missed you terribly, it had only been a couple days, but it felt like an eternity.
He thought back to the last conversation you had had. You had stormed off, and he hadn't chased after you, because he knew you needed time to cool down. He wanted to tell you he was sorry, but he knew you didn't want to hear it right now.
You were the best thing that had ever happened to him, and he didn't want to lose you. He was used to losing people, he had spent centuries running, he had been betrayed, lied to, hurt. But he had never met anyone quite like you.
You were sweet, funny, smart, and caring. He had fallen for you quickly, but he had been too afraid to admit it. Like if he said it out loud, everything would fall apart.
But in your absence he realized his mistake, and how foolish he had been. No more wasting time, he needs to tell you that he loves you, despite how stubborn you are.
You walked into the compound, it was eerily quiet, you hoped Elijah was out. So you could just quickly grab your things and leave.
You didn't expect him to be waiting for you in the kitchen, his face was serious, but his eyes were full of emotion.
"Elijah, I'm just here to pick up some clothes," You said, trying to walk past him. He stepped in front of you, blocking your way.
"We need to talk." He said, his tone firm.
"No, we really don't, I just want my things," You said, trying to move around him. He moved again, his arms crossed, and his face was stern.
"Stop treating me like a child! Let me by!" You yelled. He let you pass him and you ran up to your bedroom, grabbing some clothes.
He followed you and stood in the doorway, watching you, his eyes boring into your skin.
"Stop looking at me like that," You said, throwing some clothes into a bag.
"I hate seeing you upset," He replied, his voice soft.
"I'm not upset, I'm just angry." You said, moving past him to go into the bathroom, grabbing your toothbrush.
He followed you and leaned against the doorframe, watching you gather your toiletries.
"Please, let's just talk." He pleaded.
You sighed, looking up at him, his expression was pained, his jaw was clenched. You could see the desperation in his eyes. Your anger was still in charge though and you pushed past him again and started packing your things on the bed.
"So talk, I'm listening," You said harshly, still not looking at him.
He took a deep breath, his fists clenched, and he closed his eyes for a moment, composing himself. He knew he couldn't get through to you when you were angry like this.
"You're right," He said, opening his eyes and looking at you. "I'm sorry. I haven't been treating you fairly. I've been trying to protect you. But you are being stubborn and you're not letting me explain,"
You turned to look at him, trying to ignore how good he looked. His hair was messy, like he had been running his hands through it, and he was wearing a black shirt, his sleeves rolled up, and his tie was hanging loose around his neck. A part of you wanted to just give in and kiss him, but the other part of you was still pissed off.
He could hear your heart beating faster, your body temperature rising. He knew that he had an effect on you, and he was enjoying seeing you get flustered. He gave you a crooked smirk, and took a step closer to you, and you backed up, hitting the bed.
You took a shaky breath, trying to steady your breathing. You were angry, but his presence always made your body react, and your head spin.
"So stubborn," he growled, pushing you onto the bed.
"Fuck you, Elijah," you hissed, trying to sit up.
"Not today," he smirked, pinning you down with his weight.
"I said, fuck you," You growled, pushing on his chest.
He chuckled and leaned down, his face inches from yours. His eyes were dark, his lips curled up in a devilish smile.
"Say please," He purred, his breath ghosting over your lips.
You let out a frustrated groan, and he kissed you, hard. You whimpered, and he slipped his tongue into your mouth, exploring it, tasting you.
"Is this what you want? To be fucked?" He whispered, his lips grazing your ear.
"No," you lied, trying to squirm away from him, but his grip was too tight.
"Don't lie, darling, your body betrays you," He growled, nibbling your earlobe before leaving a trail of hickeys down your neck.
He suddenly tore the shirt off of you, making you gasp. He grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, his other hand moving to your waist, pulling your skirt off.
"Eli- my clothes!" You whined, but he just chuckled, his eyes roaming your body.
"I'll buy you new ones," He smirked, nipping at your jaw, then capturing your lips with his.
"You can't just-" you were cut off by him biting your lip. You groaned and he released you, his hands roaming your body.
"Stop being so stubborn," He whispered, his fingers brushing over your lace panties, making you shiver.
"I'm not," you argued, biting back a moan as his fingers teased your clit.
He laid on his side next to you, opening your legs and pushing your panties out of the way. He grazed over your clit with the pad of his index finger, teasing you slowly. He loved this, teasing you, torturing you. You were so beautiful when you were desperate for him.
You whined and pushed your hips against his hand, and he pulled his hand away, smirking.
"You're such a tease," You growled, glaring at him.
"You're cute when you're angry," He smiled, his fingers returning to your pussy. He tapped your clit lightly, his lips ghosting over yours. You tried not to react, but it felt so good, this dominant side of him was driving you crazy.
He slid two fingers into you, and began thrusting them slowly. You gasped and arched your back, moaning loudly. Watching your reaction was thrilling, his cock was painfully hard, but he wanted to make you cum first.
"Listen to those sweet sounds," he purred, pumping his fingers in and out of you, curling them just right. “So filthy and wet, the way your body responds, it's like you were made for me."
"You're a fucking asshole," you moaned, trying to buck your hips against his fingers.
"I can stop, if you want," He whispered, his voice dark.
"No," You whimpered, "I-I'm close."
"Oh, I know, darling." He smiled, "You're going to cum, and I'm going to make you cum again, and again, until all the stubborn thoughts in your head disappear."
His fingers were pumping fast now, and you couldn't help the noises you were making. Your orgasm was building in such a way that you knew it would be intense. He was right, you were stubborn, you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of hearing you moan, but it was becoming more and more difficult to hold back.
"Eli- wait, your gonna make me-" You stuttered, gasping as he added a third finger, stretching you even more.
"Make a mess?" He purred, curling his fingers just right, hitting your g-spot.
The lewd, wet, squelching noises coming from your pussy were embarrassing, and the fact that he was enjoying them made it worse. He could feel your walls tightening around his fingers, your whole body trembling, you were so close.
He sped up his pace, and he could see the moment when you reached your peak. Your body tensed up, your back arching, and then a loud cry escaped your lips.
Your juices spilled out onto his fingers, covering his hand. It was so much, you had never squirted before, and the look on Elijah's face was pure lust and amusement.
It made you embarrassed and a bit angry and you tried to move away, but he kept his fingers buried deep inside you, not letting you escape.
"Don't be ashamed," He said, kissing your forehead, his fingers moving slowly, causing your legs to tremble.
"I'm not," You panted, glaring at him, trying to suppress a moan.
"Really?" He purred, his eyes locking with yours, "Then why are you blushing?"
He smirked, and you tried to hide your face in the sheets, but he wouldn't let you. He was still smirking, and you were getting angrier.
"I'm not-"
"Shh, love, you can't hide from me," he cooed, his fingers still pumping into you, stretching you out. Building up another climax.
"Eli-fuck," You gasped, the pleasure building.
"That's it, let me hear those pretty sounds," He whispered, his voice husky.
He was still fully clothed, and he hadn't even touched himself, he was only focused on you.
He kept fucking his fingers into you, his thumb circling your clit, making sure every inch of your pussy was being stimulated.
Your body was trembling, and you could feel yourself getting close again, you pushed your heels into the bed, trying to get away, but he didn't stop, he just kept going, his pace relentless.
"I can't- oh fuck-," You gasped, arching your back as the orgasm crashed over you. Your wetness soaked his hand and the bed below.
Elijah pulled his fingers out, bringing them up to his mouth and licking them clean. Then he kissed you, his tongue pushing past your lips, tasting all of you.
You tried to glare at him, but he was now kissing your neck, his free hand moving down to cup your breast, teasing your nipples.
"I'm still mad at you," You panted, trying not to moan.
"I know," He smirked, "And I'm not finished with you."
He grabbed your thighs, spreading your legs, and settled between them, his eyes roaming over your body.
"Such a pretty thing," He murmured, tracing patterns on your skin.
He took ahold of your waist, pulling you towards him, and began to grind against your wet pussy, making you whimper.
"You're so sensitive, baby," He cooed, his lips brushing over your collarbone.
You could feel his erection straining against his pants, and you could tell he was enjoying this just as much as you were. He undid his belt, pulling it out of the loops, and tossing it to the floor.
He pulled your arms above your head, his hand gripping your wrists. He unzipped his pants and took his cock out, pressing it against your entrance.
"You're already soaked for me," He whispered, kissing you deeply.
You moaned into the kiss, and he pushed his cock into you, making you whimper. He was so thick, and his length filled you completely, making your body tremble.
He began to thrust into you, his pace steady, and he buried his face in the crook of your neck, his lips grazing over your skin.
"I'm not a toy," You managed to say, your voice strained.
"No, you're not, you're mine," He growled, his hips slamming into yours, his cock hitting all the right spots.
"Fuck," You gasped, arching your back.
His grip on your wrists tightened, and he spread your legs even wider. He grinded his hips slowly, wanting to draw out your pleasure for as long as possible.
You could feel the pressure building, and it was becoming harder to concentrate, all you could focus on was his cock, his weight on top of you, the way he was looking at you.
"Say it," He growled, his hips moving faster now. "Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours," You moaned, your voice cracking, your resolve breaking with every deep stroke.
The sound of his cock sliding in and out of your pussy filled the room, mixed with your moans and gasps, and the way the bed was creaking. He knew you were close, he could feel your muscles starting to clench around him.
"No no stubborn one, you don't get to cum yet," He growled, nipping at your ear.
He wrapped your legs around his waist, pinning you to the bed. His pace increased and he leaned in to kiss you.
"Come on darling, give in, admit I'm right," He whispered.
"Eli, please," You moaned, your fingers gripping his shirt.
"All you have to do is submit," He cooed, pressing his lips to yours.
You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to resist the urge to give in, but it was so intense and his pace was relentless. He wasn't going to stop, not until you broke.
"Look at the way you open up for me," He said, his voice husky as he grinded against you. "Your needy little pussy, milking my cock, begging to be filled."
You looked down at where his cock was buried inside of you, moving in and out of your pussy. You could see how wet you were, covering his pants and your thighs, making a mess of the sheets.
"Hmm, you like that? Seeing how wet you are, all for me," He whispered, leaning down to kiss you. "Just admit that you are stubborn, and we can cum together."
Your whole body was shaking, your orgasm so close, but you fought it, squeezing your thighs together, trying to close your legs, but he wouldn't let you.
You gave up, you didn't care about the fight anymore, you just wanted to cum, you just wanted him to stop torturing you. You couldn't think straight, everything was too much, his thrusts were deep and hard, his cock was filling you, stretching you out, he knew just how to fuck you.
You couldn't hold back anymore and you finally gave in, submitting to him. "You're right," you gasped, your voice barely audible. "Please, Eli, fuck, I'm sorry, just let me cum."
"Good girl," He groaned, leaning back and spreading your thighs wide, pounding into you. He began to stroke your clit with his thumb, drawing circles, as his hips snapped hard and fast.
It was all too much, and you felt an intense release, your body convulsing, your wetness soaking him, making a mess of the clothes he was still wearing and the bed.
He chuckled, watching your cheeks flush in embarrassment as he fucked you through it. He made you squirt all over him, submitting to him completely.
You were still trembling, trying to catch your breath, you couldn't focus, your whole body was tingling with pleasure, you felt like you were floating.
He kissed you deeply, pressing his body to yours before he let out a low groan and came inside you, his cock twitching. You shuddered, your pussy still sensitive, but he didn't stop, he continued moving his hips slowly.
You could feel the warmth of his cum filling you, his cock throbbing, his breathing uneven. He kissed you softly and slowly, his fingers brushing over your cheek, caressing your face as he pulled out of you.
Now that you had come down from your high, you felt a mixture of frustration and humiliation. You tried to move, but he held you there, a devilish grin plastered on his face.
He shifted onto his back, pulling you on top of him. You straddled him, your body on top of his, your chest pressing against his chest.
"I love you," he whispered, pulling you in for another kiss.
"Eli," you muttered, burying your face in his chest. You couldn't believe he had fucked you in that way, and now he was saying the three words you wanted to hear the most. He was so perfect and so infuriating at the same time. You were angry that he was able to make you give in so easily, but it was worth it. It had never felt so good.
"I love you too, asshole," you replied, making him laugh.
He kissed you once more before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. His hands rested on your lower back, tracing lazy circles.
"I'm sorry for being protective, it's not because I don't trust you, it's because I'm afraid of losing you," he said quietly.
"I know, and I'm sorry for saying that you're a control freak," you apologized.
"No you're not," He smirked, kissing you again.
"I'm getting there," you sighed.
He laughed, tracing the curve of your hips with his fingertips. You could feel him harden underneath you, and it turned you on again. And you slowly ground your hips against his, teasing him.
His eyes grew dark, and he placed his hands on your ass, squeezing firmly. "Darling, don't," He said warningly, his voice strained.
You ignored him, rolling your hips, grinding into his lap, you wanted more.
"Don't be so stubborn Eli-,"
You were on your back before you could finish your sentence, your legs spread, his lips on yours.
You were definitely going to fight with him more often…
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timkon "we'll figure this out" ?
"So... that coulda gone better, huh?"
Tim turns from the window overlooking the planet far below with an incredibly deadpan expression. The red star far off to the left lights up half of his body in its fiery glow; the spaceship's lights, by contrast, are dim and paltry, barely even reaching the corners of the room.
Cell. May as well call it like it is—if it walks like a holding cell and quacks like a holding cell...
"Yeah, maybe a little," Tim says. "But—and I can't believe I'm the one saying this—it could've been worse. At least they didn't blow us up?"
Kon huffs out a breathy laugh. He slumps to sit on the stiff bed shoved up against the window, letting his head fall back against the glass with a thump. "Ow."
"Oh, brother," Tim mutters, settling onto the bed next to him (stupid alien kidnappers didn't even give them two beds). "No invulnerability under red suns, remember? Don't be stupid."
"Rob." Kon clasps a dramatic hand to his chest, turning soulful eyes to his bro. "I am stupid. You're telling me to deny my true nature."
Tim flicks him on the forehead.
"Ow!"
"Oh, stop being a big baby." Even with the mask on, Kon can easily tell Tim isn't just smiling; he's smirking at him, the smug bastard. "Or are you determined to be the damsel in distress here instead of helping me figure out how we're gonna call backup?"
"Uh, bad news on that front," Kon says, growing a bit more serious. "Preeetty sure that last explosion earlier probably took out the comms transceiver on our ship."
The smirk drops from Tim's face. "You're fucking with me." He sighs, rubs his temples, and flops back against the incredibly uncomfortable pillows their captors have so thoughtfully provided them with. "Oof."
Kon lies down at a more sedate pace, patting Tim's entire face both to reassure him and simply to be annoying. "Hey, it's not all bad. They didn't clock us as enough of a threat to bother separating us. And we've been in hotter water than this and made it out, right? ...I'm pretty sure we have, anyway. So! We'll figure this out. And then we'll kick some Denebian ass."
"Thanks for the pep talk," Tim says wryly, his voice a bit muffled. "Get your hand off my mouth before I lick it."
Kon seriously considers leaving his hand there just to see what Tim does if licking it doesn't make him pull back, but decides that that brand of stupidity is probably better saved for when they're, like, at least in their own solar system, and also not in any sort of fucked up space jail.
Relenting, he sighs and moves his arm down, throwing it over Tim's waist instead. "Man. They really didn't even try to get comfortable beds in here, did they?"
"Not in the slightest." Tim pats his head. "Hmm... we should try and get some rest anyway, though. The next guard rotation's probably in two hours, I bet, and when they come by..."
He's wearing a mask, sure, but Kon doesn't need to see his face in full to know just how his eyes must be glinting brilliantly in the red light.
"When they come by," Tim continues, his lips curving into a slight smile. "I think I have an idea."
"Oh, fuck yeah. So, what's the plan, boss? Lay it on me." Kon grins at him. "You know I love your ideas."
"Well," Tim says. "Here's what I'm thinking..."
♥ angst/fluff prompts ♥
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Oh, no! Really? What an asshole! You definitely did the right thing. Good for you! Block him. Rude. As far as Megumi is concerned though, I'm mad at him still. Speaking of it, how do you think he would react if you slapped him and left? What would he do?
Lord, forgive me for I am about to spit personal acid.
warnings: alcohol, profanity, cheating, anxiety
ANGST
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You wish sometimes that you'd not be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But then, sometimes that is required for the truth to emerge. You wished you could glue your eyes shut, or wear your favorite rose colored glasses that you do when it comes to Megumi. But can you really ignore the looks of pity people were giving you? The hushed condolences? The pats of sympathy? The atmosphere of discomfort created by your not so sneaky link cozying up to another girl.
As Megumi stroked Nobara's arm in the middle of the room as your drinking party raged on, you felt something visceral bubble up inside you.
"Hey Hey!" the drunk Nobara hiccupped and jabbed Megumi's arm playfully. "Hands to yourself, you gloomy rat!"
"You're so rude!" Megumi cooed at her, stabilizing her wobbly frame with his firm hands. The view of his hands on her hips drove you to insanity as you took another sip of a strong drink, your eyes tearing up.
Yuuji and Maki sat on either side of you, unsure of what to say.
"You're dating aren't you, what's he even doing?" Yuuji asked, furrowing his brows.
"They aren't dating officially but we assumed they were given how close and exclusive they are." Maki interjected. "Still, this is odd. I didn't except Megumi to do that."
This was true. Although you weren't dating on paper, you might as well be seen as a couple. You thought Megumi's eyes only sparkled for you. His usually glum expression that blossomed into a smile when he met eyes with you. The special way in which he caressed your back, stroked your hair, called you cute and rubbed your lips. You thought it was all for you. You thought he liked you because he acted like he liked you. But damn, you were wrong. You saw your little fantasy world crumble in real-time as he sat on the couch next to Nobara, arm around her shoulders, acting as if you don't exist. His pretty face and half lidded eyes watching Nobara intently like she was a meal.
You aren't sure what made you move. You weren't even sure if you had the right to. But your legs started off by themselves. This was it. Why should you take the brunt of everyone's fake concern, why should you be the victim, the damsel in distress. You don't need any of their sympathy. You don't need a man who can't commit.
*Slap*
The sound echoes through the crowded room as everyone stops their chattering and drinking to gawk at what just took place. Nobara, with her mouth open scuttles away from Megumi's embrace, fearing you might hit her too. You must look really scary right about now, but Megumi's expression wouldn't change. He looked on at you calmly, palming his red cheek. He wouldn't utter a single word.
Almost like he didn't care. What a fool, you were.
"Don't ever show me your face again." you said bitterly, choking on your words and holding back tears as you stomped away and out of the party. That night, you cried yourself to sleep, trying to get rid of the nasty effects of all the alcohol you drank. You huffed and tried to even out your breathing in an attempt to speak.
The next morning you woke up to no communication from Megumi whatsoever.
He will come back.
No he won't you stupid fuck.
But he said he loves me.
Are you sure you're the only one he says that to?
But I don't think I can get over him.
How long do you want to suffer?
A few days later, you still weren't over him. You needed one drag of this addictive substance called Megumi. One whiff. Just one.
"Hey." you texted him, biting your lip.
10 hours later, you'd get a reply.
"hi."
Are we pretending that nothing happened? He replied in a manner which leaves you with no comebacks. What's up? You are miserable. Can you let him know? No. Why? He's the reason.
"What were you doing with Nobara that-"
*backspace*
"How dare you do something like that-"
*backspace*
"Were you ever truly in love with me?-"
*backspace*
You thought for a while and decided it'd be best to meet up and discuss this. Maybe, maybe there must be some light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe it was a mistake on his part. Maybe there's still hope and this whole thing is still salvageable?
"Hey, if you're free sometime, let's meet up and talk." you sent the text.
Over the next few agonizing weeks of panic attacks, tears and long hours spent staring at the ceiling, the only constant would be Megumi leaving your message on read as time did it's thing and life went on.
TMI a/n: thank you for your kind words! Unlike this drabble, me and the guy are on civilized terms now. I am not entertaining him as a potential love interest anymore but I have fully healed and we are back to being friends. Good thing is he moved to another city for work for a few months so I don't have to see him for a while. (Which is good because boy was real life Megumi/Rin Itoshi, and I can't handle him giving me those bed eyes [hot boi alert lmao])
This was the reason I was missing for a bit, was just recovering from a heartbreak. Thank you for waiting! See you around more now! I AM BACK FOR GOOD HAHAHA. Expect lotsa angst
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All of these are based on my headcanons of the boys, which are based just the slightest bit on how the characters were actually written lollll
Frankie - I just have a soft spot for him. To me, he is a gentle man who wants his woman to feel cared for and satisfied. Frankie would be a good warm up and would get me relaxed and raring to go for the rest of the boys. I see it being more akin to making love than fucking. Soft, sensual, caring.
Joel - I thought of putting him first, but the thought of him getting up in there all mixed up with frankie does things to me, so he gets to go second. I picture frankie being soft touches and whispered compliments and love, whereas I picture joel a little more powerful: some soft dom vibes with a little dirty talk and a little more rough. I think he would make sure I was enjoying it, but his main concern would be doing what he's there to do: put his load in me (he would also have to make sure I cum on his dick though)
Javi Peña- I put him in the middle because I see him as a little more indifferent to where he is in the lineup. I think he would just care about giving me what I want/need. I hc that he's very open sexually so I don't think that he would be particularly turned on or off by the thought of other dudes' cum already in there. I also think javi would have some goooood dirty talk. Just picturing him bent over me, whispering in my ear about how he's going to fuck the other guys' cum so deep into me before he adds his own to the mix 🥵
Ezra - I would just love to hear him wax poetic about all the seed the guys have planted in me and how my fertile womb will be such a hospitable environment for this precious life we're creating, all while he's just railing me.
Marcus Moreno - still surprised by my own brain for this one. I think I'm just into the idea of this clean cut, glasses wearing, dad vibes dude sliding into a hole that's already sloppy from three other guys. I hc that he would be a little unsure, but he's gotta help this damsel in distress, so he steps up to the plate and actually kinda likes it more than he expected to. The idea of him being like "okay I just need to help her out, I'll cum and be done", but then actually being turned on by watching the other guys with me and being lowkey excited when it's finally his turn?!
Dieter - My precious dieter. I have such strong hcs for him. I'm a fat woman and I think that he would be obsessed with how soft and squishy my stomach and thighs are (not in a fetishy way, just in an appreciating comfort way). Also seeing how my body jiggles when he fucks into me? He would be delighted. I think of him as a very tactile/sensory based person. I think he would love feeling himself slide through the other guys loads and knowing that I was already nice and loose for him. He would also def get down on his knees after filling me, using his fingers to keep in the cum that he can, and using his tongue to help clean me up.
Please tell me where you agree and disagree. I LOVE hearing how other people headcanon characters, especially when a lot of the pedro boys don't really have that much source material to base hcs off of!
Also, please don't block me for this 💀
Okay, first of all, I want you to know that I would NEVER block you for this. EVER. I want my blog to be a safe space where people can share their thoughts, fantasies and kinks and not feel shamed about it, so please do not worry about this.
SECONDLY. HERE ARE MY THOUGHTS - BELOW THE CUT BECAUSE IT'S FILTH BUT HERE WE GO.
Frankie fuckin' Morales.... YOU ARE SO RIGHT ABOUT THIS BKA. Frankie is the perfect first man - he's gonna get you all relaxed and warm and pliant, he's gonna make you feel special. He's gonna make you feel loved. LITERALLY THE PERFECT FUCKING MAN TO GO FIRST OKAY.
Joel Miller, son of bitch. Joel, in my mind, has the dirtiest mouth of all the Pedro boys, idk I just know that man wouldn't shut up the whole fucking time praising you - in my mind I can already picture him saying 'so fucking pretty with Frankie's cum in you, gonna fill you up even more pretty girl' - FERAL.
I love this canon about Javi Peña being sexually open because I see this too - I think he knows he's there to do a job, he knows there have been people before him and will be people after him and he's just concerned about making sure you have a good time and I kinda vibe with that? I just fucking love Peña with my life.
I have to admit that I've not seen Prospect - it's literally one of the only things I've not watched Pedro in, but holy shit I kinda love this - just a man getting all poetic about getting me pregnant? HELL YEAH
Marcus - I'm still loving this little left field choice - I reckon this man has HELL of a daddy kink - don't ask me to explain this, but I reckon he'd be obsessed with you talking to him through it, like 'I'm gonna make you a daddy' and he'd be like absolutely wild for it? And him being worked up watching everyone go before him is so Marcus Moreno to me, like at first he'd be so shy but by his time comes around he's already on the edge just from watching you get railed by everyone else? DELICIOUS.
AND DIETER MY BABY HOLY SHIT THE LOVE I FEEL FOR THIS MAN. As a fellow fat woman, I vibe with this so hard BKA. I just know this man would be obsessed with a body like ours and him eating us out after? FOR SURE THIS MAN DOES CUM PLAY LIKE NO OTHER IN MY MIND.
Okay, so now I have to go and take a fucking breather because this has FINISHED ME OFF. Thank you for sharing, for feeling comfortable enough to do it and for really making my day with this!
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Fantastic Four Volume 1 Issue 6
In the previous issue we were introduced to the super villain Dr Doom, in the issue before that we were introduced to the Golden Age hero known as Namor the Sub-Mariner. In this issue the two team up to face off against the Fantastic Four. I look forward to seeing how these two foes intend to take down the Fantastic Four. Alright let's get to our story shall we?
The issue starts off pretty slow, which I really enjoy. It's just the Fantastic Four resting in their hideout after searching all over for Dr Doom. I really enjoy seeing the team just lounging together, and sort of acting like normal people. Also, we get an updated look at the Baxter Building. It's been only three issues since our first detailed look and now we get a completely new one. I'm for it I'm a sucker for these kinds of things.
After our rendezvous with the Fantastic Four we are greeted by our two antagonists of the issue Namor, and Dr Doom. Namor is out in the ocean swimming with some dolphins and Dr Doom is on his plane/submarine. Well Dr Doom tries to convince Namor to aid him in defeating the Fantastic Four. At first Namor refuses, due to how affection towards Sue. Dr Doom eventually is able to convince Namor to defeat the team, though Namor states that he will as long as no harm will come to Sue. Dr Doom agrees and the two set out to sew their seeds of chaos.
Namor then arrives and all but one member of the group are ready to just beat him into the dirt. He then tells the team he is here to seek their friendship. While doing so and acting as a distraction, Dr Doom takes a his spaceship, rocket thing, and picks up the Baxter Building. He then brings them into space. I'm not even really sure how he is able to accomplish this but I'm proud of him.
The group don space suits ( which is just a glass bowl on their heads, while still wearing their super suits ) ,and try to figure out how there are going to descend back to earth. The Thing is about to come to blows with Namor, but the fight doesn't last due to Namor realizing he was just a pawn in Dr Dooms scheme.
Namor decides to be the one to save the Fantastic Four, and mainly Sue. He then jumps out of the Baxter Building towards Dr Doom. Namor is able to trash the ship, and Dr Doom is sent hurtling into the cosmos never to be seen again. Namor plummets to the depths of the deepest recesses of the ocean. As for the Fantastic Four are back where we found them this issue. At the Baxter Building, acting as normal as a group of super heroes can.
I'll be honest I was hoping for so much more from this issue, especially with Namor and Dr Doom working together. Also the Fantastic Four themselves don't do much in this issue it's a lot of them just being trapped in the Baxter Building. Which for a little bit I'm fine with. Though I do really like that Namor is slowly starting to return to his heroic routes.
Alright it looks like it's about time for our character Analysis, so let's go ahead and begin this one.
Mister Fantastic honesty didn't do much this issue. He was essentially a keeper of the peace, stopping Ben from clobbering Namor not once, but twice this issue. Still I would say my Opinion on Reed Richards has not changed since the last one.
Sue Storm, girl, what do you see in Namor. Yes I bet he is gorgeous but every time he shows up, it usually puts your friends, and younger brother into dangerous if not deadly situations. On the bright side though at least all the Fantastic Four this issue got to partake in being damsels in distress. Still I would say my opinion of Sue has remained the same.
The Human Torch, honestly I like him a lot more in this comic. He just feels more like the lovable little brother, instead of his so far usuall annoying cousin feel. I would say my opinion of the Human Torch has gone up since the last issue and he is much more tolerable this time around.
Alright as for the Thing, my opinion of him has stayed the same yet again. He goes and tries to fight Namor several times and he's just a big angry rock boy, and I love it, though again like the rest of the team, he was kind of just a damsel in distress. Which again is fine they were fighting in space for the first time.
Namor the Sub-Mariner. I actually really like him in this comic. He is slowly on his way to yet again becoming one of Marvel's greatest heroes. It'll take a few more issues, but I love his character development in this one. Though I still can't see what Sue sees in him.
Dr Doom, I'm also really glad to see him again. Especially with him and Namor teaming up to take on the Fantastic Four. I also like that he more so just uses Namor as a means to an end. Also his supreme intellect is a bit more believable than Reeds for the moment.
Alright that looks like everything for this comic. Our next comic will introduce a new villain, it will also be our last Fantastic Four issue for awhile as we introduce some new characters to the Marvel Comics Universe. Until next time.
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so i said i might explain my voices designs and i decided now that i'm calmed down a bit that i'm gonna do that now
i know a lot of you won't be interested so i'm putting it under a cut
for hero, i designed him after the "beginner hero in a JRPG" staple. i've seen a lot of people designing him after a more experienced hero, but if you've seen his personality he does not act like anyone with experience. he's very naive. so i designed him more after a beginner. also fun fact: under that shirt he's actually decently ripped, but you can't tell unless he takes it off.
for contrarian, i decided to design him with the idea of "asymmetry" in mind. and there's no cheated angles whenever i draw him, his bangs are always drawn with the longer one on that side of his face no matter which way he's facing. the very first thing i came up with was him having heterochromia though, that was a given.
for cheated, i decided to design him with a "rough" feeling, more towards him than anything. in my hc he has notoriously bad luck, hence the tiny scars on his arms. also, his t-shirt is blocked in the image, but it says "fuck off" and he actually has several t-shirts all with different rude slogans on them.
with smitten, the design element was pretty obvious. he's the dashing prince charming to the damsel's dainty princess. he also has more detailed eyes than the others to add to the "anime" feel of that route. i was debating giving him pink elements to contrast the blue of his outfit (and because he is the fruitiest straight guy ever) but nothing i thought of looked right so i scrapped that idea.
with paranoid it's hard to really explain what i was going for, but a smart outfit that was clearly put on in a rush just made sense for him. i absolutely knew he had to be both really tall and really skinny though.
with skeptic the vibe i was going for was "noir detective" but without the hat. he's also the only voice to wear glasses because of the symbolism that comes from giving a character glasses: a tool that literally helps you see clearly.
for hunted, he absolutely had to be the smallest of the voices. i gave him huge eyes both to contrast this and because it suited his reactive personality, but now that i look at it i realise they look kind of childish on him (maybe the other voices tease him for it or something lmao). for the outfit i was going for a mix of practicality and just whatever looked right for him. plus he's barefoot because in my hc he dislikes shoes.
now come on, stubborn HAD to be big and buff. it's kind of a rule in this fandom lmao. for his clothes i went simple. the sort of clothes you'd wear at the gym. i debated giving him scars but decided against it because cheated already had that going for him. maybe he has one huge scar across his chest that's only seen if he takes his shirt off.
broken's design is honestly the one i like the least because i can never get it right. i wanted him to look like a depressed basement dweller who doesn't even bother to look after himself, but it's surprisingly hard to draw. i even wanted to give him a proper beard but i don't know how to draw them, so i just gave him a five-o-clock shadow. i am proud of what i did with his eyes though.
for opportunist i made him fashionable and quirky-looking, inspired by the hosts at host clubs in japan (which are infamous for exploiting regulars, which suits him to a tee). i also gave him a mainly purple colour scheme because purple is often seen as a powerful but devious colour. also fun fact: he very rarely stops smiling in my hc, and when he does stop smiling you know shit's gotten real.
and for cold, i went a bit literal with his name and gave him a big coat and boots for all occasions. originally his hair was going to be white but i didn't like how it looked so i made it light brown instead. his eyes were the first thing i thought of when designing him. i like designing more robotic characters with the highlights in the middle of their eyes, and that was perfect for him.
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🌻COMIC UPDATE🌻
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Part 1
One Friday night, your friend suddenly cancels your supposed Girls Night Out. So you decided to play around with the dating app while doing your self-care routine.
Pairing: the8 x freader; minghao x freader
warnings/tags: explicit sexual content, oral, face-fucking, unedited so there may be missing words or typos
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You were just finishing your day at work, excited to clock out when your friend suddenly cancels your GNO. You were so pumped up and ready to party because recently you've been so stressed about your projects and you need a release but the introvert side of you somehow found joy in it.
As you arrived at your apartment, you decided to relax and meditate in the bathroom. While preparing your bath tub, you were at the kitchen preparing your mini cheese board and pink moscato wine tray. You lit up some scented candles and put your lights at a dim, got into the bath tub and start meditating.
You were not a fan of doing this kind of thing because, honestly, you think its impossible to find peace living in a fast paced influenced society in a middle of a super busy city. You recently were curious about meditating because of your favorite idol, Xu Minghao, from Seventeen.
"Ah, Hao, I sure hope this works." You washed you face a little to feel the warm of your bath water. You enjoyed the soothing fragrance of your bath bomb and scented candles: berries and roses. You hear traffic sounds and some noises from outside your apartment as you keep your mind clear and move along with your meditation process.
5 minutes later, you're done meditating not sure if it worked but this a first so you thought "oh, wells". You grabbed a piece of cheese as you open your phone and browse through a dating app.
"Let's see..hmm" as you swipe left several photos in a few seconds. There's this one guy who caught your attention. He's wearing a white weird looking hoodie, face mask almost reaching the lines of he's eyes while he's trying to make an effort opening them more for a selfie, and eyeglasses, sitting somewhere doing a weird peace sign like a hippie.
"Should I?"
"Umm, sketchy"
"He's photo is unique, tho!"
"His description is a bit catchy too: 🖤🎱"
"NOT!!"
Just when you're about to swipe left, your fidgeting thumb accidentally swiped right.
"Oops" as your face showed an exaggerated regret. "I'll just have to get on with it." You stowed your phone to the bathroom shelf beside your tub and finish off your first glass of wine.
After a relaxing bath, you fancy nothing but to feel sexy for tonight's sleep so you wore your one and only-slash-favorite Victoria's Secret nighties. "Huhu, your're so expensive." As you try it on while looking at your body mirror. This is your kind of self love, while everything else in your mind is chaotic you still manage to prioritize your mental health. "Gotta make the most of this weekend, ugh, sad though I've really wanted to go out." Suddenly you heard a "ding" from your phone and a notice came from the dating app came.
A message from "🖤🎱" came:
🖤🎱: "I'm just wondering how'd you find me attractive after seeing my photo here 🤣"
You: "Well, I think its a fake photo. Lol"
🖤🎱: "Heeey, come on!"
You: "🙃"
🖤🎱: "So what do you need my damsel in distress?"
You: "Guess."
🖤🎱: "Sex"
You giggled quietly. "Of course I'll be looking for sex. Why else would I be pampering myself right?" You reply in thought.
You: "Duh. Lol"
🖤🎱: "Unfortunately, I can't go out to have one tho. 🥲"
You: "Why?"
🖤🎱: "It's a secret."
You: "Okay."
🖤🎱: "Wow, you're a savage one."
You: "Sorry, the truth is I suck at this. I really don't know how to respond. Lol"
You: "Can you teach me, sensei?" - your famous flirting line. Lol
🖤🎱: "Well, first, tell me what are you wearing?"
You: "Wow, what are you? A teenager?!"
🖤🎱: "I'm kidding! I'm kidding! 🤣"
🖤🎱: "But seriously tho, I do wanna know. 🥺"
You sent your selfie that you took a while ago after changing showing your back side.
It took him a while to respond.
You: "Are you still there?"
🖤🎱: "Yeah, sorry."
He calls you through the video call portal of the dating app. You answered. He's wearing a bucket hat, chic glasses, and face mask. You were a bit shocked coz he looks very familiar to you but you did not bother because you were trying to maintain your confidence and flirt around some more. Also, you were bothered why he covered his face so much and positions his phone away from his face so you can see side part of his face and shoulders.
He tries to check your face again.
🖤🎱: "Wait, is that you? Y/N?!"
He sounded so familiar.
You: "Huh? What? You sound so familiar. I How'd you know my name? Stop moving your camera, I can't see you!"
🖤🎱: "Huwaa, it is you! Wow, you're still hot!"
Just when you heard his voice again, your heart skipped and was running fast as you respond.
You: "Hao?!"
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Yep, it was Xu Minghao, he was your high school fling. It was a short while before he started training in his agency then. After that, you lost contact.
You remember your first hook up at your bed room when it was supposed to be a study group session. You were both curious about the deed until it became a fling.
You covered yourself with your blanket as you go on with you video call with Hao.
"Hey, how have you been? And why are you in a dating app?!" You asked.
"Y/N, why are you covering your body. Come on now, I already saw them." His clicks his tongue as he reacts to your body language.
"Oh shut up." You giggled.
"Boo." He replied with disappointment.
"You must be in town since you showed up in my list. Where are you staying now?" You asked him while checking google for Seventeen updates.
"Oh just somewhere, we're currently on a work break." He said while removing his covers and fixing his hair. Then smiled at you looking like a kid who's excited to see his playdate.
"You sly sly sly dog! Why are you in a dating app? Are you trying to get girls vajected tonight? You're so mean." You tease him.
"What are you saying, stop talking and show me those nighties please." He pouts at you.
"No! We're adults now and we're friends. Hold on, I'll wear my robe." You stood up away from your phone.
"No!" He laughs "Don't change please."
"Stop it, Hao." You laughed while walking back to your phone and try to focus on catching up with him.
He clicks his tongue in disappointment again. "Yep, I'm here in town for a while and I decided to spend my break with my family."
"I see." You smiled back. "Then, welcome back, Hao!"
"Thanks." He replied. "So how are you? I assume you don't have someone right now since you're in this dating app we're using." He giggled teasingly.
"Yup, there's nobody right now." You laughed. "Can you introduce me to Jeonghan or Joshua? Hihi"
He replied in a fake smile ignoring your request. "You still look the same! It's like you did not aged. A bit of maturity showing which is a good thing, I think?"
You both feel excited as you try to catch up with each other's life recently.
"Hey, I'm glad to see you today." He said. It seems he's trying to end your call soon.
"Me too." Smiling back at him. At the back of your mind you remember the times you play around. As you feel hot and try to maintain composure, there was an awkward silence.
You heard a long sigh from him and asked: "Are you sleepy?"
"No, I still need to finish these." As you turn your camera showing your serving tray on you bed.
"Shall I join you?" He asked looking like a happy puppy hoping you say yes.
"Sure, you haven't changed at all, Hao. I know what you're up to and I do hope it's not gonna happen. I'll send you my address." Hao laughed at your sarcasm. You ended the call and sent your details through chat. You got up from your bed and changed into your casual clothes. You were so lazy to change so you just put up an oversized sweater enough to cover your night wear.
After an hour, your doorbell rang. "Gosh, it's still 8:30pm?" You walked to your door to see if it's him. He was fully covered in black outfit to make sure no paparazzi could manage to see him. You open your door and greeted him. "Woah, you brought food! You shouldn't have." You took the take-out from his hands and lead him to your kitchen. You busy yourself preparing your wine and snacks.
Meanwhile, Hao's checking out your place while removing his coat and covers. "Nice place you got here. Very you."
"Thanks!" Smiling back at him while carrying the food you prepared on your food tray and putting it on your living room's coffee table.
You both sat down and you enjoyed the rest of your catch up while having dinner and drinks. You reminisced about your silly friends and the things you've done during your high school days and laughed so hard about it.
"I'm glad we stayed friends after 'all' that." You told him still giggling from your last topic.
"Yeah." Hao agreed taking a sip from his wine.
An awkward silence filled the room and your speakers started playing: Fallin' all in you by Shawn Mendez
"You know, we can still do it again. I mean if you want to." Hao breaking his silence in a small tone almost a whisper while looking away.
"What?" You asked shockingly.
"Only if you want to! I'm not gonna force you. You know I'm not like that." He immediately retreated after saying those words.
"Are you asking me to be your fuck buddy just now?" Asking him again.
"Well, hmm.. Ye-es?" Then he paused. "I just thought, what's the reason we're both in a dating app a while ago?"
"Hey, you're an idol and I don't know what you were doing in that app but as for me my reason is valid." You explained in a laughter.
"I'm just looking for a hook up!" Hao reacted childishly.
"While wearing a face mask?!" You tease him.
"No, just someone who I can talk to through a video call.. And uhm, if I get lucky someone might show their hmm.." He bashfully explained while making a gesture of removing clothes. "So you know, I can get my needs.. you know satisfied."
"I see.." nodding your head sarcastically pretending you listen to his bullshit but really he's telling the truth. "Sucks to be you." You laughed at him.
"Hey! Huhu" He said while pouting.
You both laughed. "Let me think about it for a second."
Knowing you, the fact that he's an idol rising to stardom, you don't really care about his status. He's just looking for someone for release with no strings attached. To you, he's just "Hao", the one you met from high school and your friend. It would probably run for a short while since he's just here for a break. He'll definitely go back to Korea for work.
"How long will you be staying here?" You asked him.
"2 weeks? I'm on a break this week and have a few shoots here and there.." Hao replied.
"And this "fling part 2" should only be valid for this schedule?" You asked again.
"Hmm, that depends.." he replied.
"What do you mean?" You asked back.
"Let's just focus on our time right now." He whispered slowly grabbing your hand for a kiss. He rest your hand on his toned shoulder as he kissed your lips and play around with your tongue. He kissed your cheek down to your neck. You can smell his scent, that familiar scent you used from your bath and once again, you felt high on his touch. You definitely remember the feeling, the ecstasy that this thing gave when you were both in high school.
It's getting a bit steamy so you stopped him gently because you can't take it anymore. You stood up and pull him as you lead him to you bed room. You pushed him to your bed. Hao giggled and sat while undoing his buttons showing his well-toned torso. You removed your over-sized sweater and showed him personally your nighties. His tongue clicks in excitement as he pull you and place you on him, sitting on his thighs, and kissed you. His hands are all over the place and enjoys the touch of silk on your body. He touches your back, your waist, and your butt. He moved his lips away from yours and kissed your chin as look up making his way to your firm breast. He moved a bit of your clothing to gain access from your firmed nipple. You moved your arms and hugged him from his head as you enjoy his lips playing on your breast. You brush his hair back and you catch his wild eyes looked at you then looked away enjoying every bit of your soft skin. You focused on rubbing your hands all over his head and shoulders. He moved your body over to his side and dropped you on the bed panting. Your heart raced as you looked at him examining your body once more. He positioned himself over you and kissed you intensely. He removed your top over your head and pulls your panties down until you're completely naked. You placed your arm over your eyes covering it from him, the same thing you did first time with him.
"Hey, really? This again?" He said. "Like I said from last time: don't worry I'll be gentle." He tracked soft sweet kisses from your lips down to you neck, chest, belly button, then down to you clit. You released a soft moan as he started to play around with your pussy. He's so good you shake softly while biting your fingers to avoid making a noise from his licks. "Ni tài shīle, Y/N." He whispered back at your ear.
"Put it in, Hao, please. I want more." You begged. You looked at each other panting as you trail your hands on his torso down to his black denim pants, you felt his erection as he pushed it towards your hand giving you permission to cup it. His eyes locked on you. You undid his zipper and pull down his pants. "Can you show me the way please." He requested. You rubbed him once then lead his hard thing inside you. Hao dropped his face beside yours as you both moan and pant up and down. He likes it slow at first enjoying every inch inside you. You release this kind of heat that makes him so crazy that eventually accelerates your pace.
"Oh my, Hao~" You screamed softly.
"More please, more." You whispered.
"I'm near, Y/N." He said.
"No, let me go first." Asking him to relax.
Hao slowed down his pace. You turned over riding him. He sat down so he can easily kiss your lips while fucking you. You lead him on to your pace as you race to cum first. He's holding you by your waist to assist you as you fuck him. "I'm coming, Hao." You moaned. "Yeah, babe, cum for me please." He replied. Then finally you look up breathlessly as you feel your warm release over him. "Oh, shit." Panting and feeling you. He's still hard inside you. You kissed him and moved out of his erected cock. You went down to his pelvic area and sucked him. "Y/N, you're making me crazy." He said as he enjoys your mouth. He bit his lips as you pace your blowjob well. Your tongue swipes around his head teasing him. "Mmm.." he moaned. His entire length inside your mouth. He can't help but fix your hair up so he can control your face the way he wants to. From here on you thought nothing but to satisfy him and making him cum inside your mouth making you both excited. "I'm coming, Y/N." He moaned and you moved a bit faster. Suddenly, you felt that sweet warm flavor inside your mouth as he holds you on your head while releasing making his leg twitch. You wiped your drools and moved back up beside him tired but satisfied. You both laughed it off and Hao kissed you. "Your so hot, babe." You closed your eyes still awake but resting. You giggled to his flattering comment and replied: "You too. I'm glad to see you back, Hao. Thank you for today." He moved you placing you on his shoulders to a hug. "I'm glad to see you too."
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Billy Mine - Act 2.3
I could hardly sleep through the night. All I could think about was meeting Billy this morning. And I really hated that I fainted. I'm not a damsel in distress, I don't swoon at the sight of a handsome man. When I was little, this was not the way I envisioned meeting up with Billy again. I was going to be married to a handsome husband who adored me. I was going to have children that I loved and would never give up or leave. Nope. I looked like I got my ass kicked and I fainted. ARGH!
Staring into the mirror, taking inventory of my injuries, I tried using concealer to hide my black eye, but it's not fooling anyone. If those men are still watching me, I have nothing to be ashamed of. I hurt them & I didn't get taken. Despite looking like shit, I won! Dressing was difficult because of the shoulder brace they had me in. My dislocated shoulder was popped back into place, but it still hurt like a son of a bitch. I found a strapless sundress that I could just pull up & grabbed a denim jacket. The weather was still warm enough.
There was a soft knocking on my door frame & mom peaked in. "Honey? Bill Russo is here for you?"
"Yea, thanks. I called about the appointment and he was available this morning." I slipped on some sandals & grabbed my bag.
Worried, "don't you want me or your father there with you?"
"It's ok, mom" hugging her close. "I'll be fine." I try to give her a reassuring smile. I hate that she's worried about me. "The sooner I can get this detail set up, the sooner my life can get back to normal."
We leave my room & Bill is in the entryway. Dressed in another impeccable suit. I never would have guessed that Billy would grow up to be wearing suits everyday or looking so comfortable in them. "Good morning. You didn't have to come up here, I could have met you downstairs."
"Your security detail starts today. If you aren't in residence or work, you'll have a bodyguard assigned to you." It sits uneasily with me but I understand the need for protection, too. "Ok Mom, I'll see you later." I give her a quick kiss.
Billy nods, "Mrs. Ellis."
I feel Billy's hand at the small of my back & I know I'm blushing. He steers me downstairs to his car waiting out front. "Did you have breakfast yet?" His driver holds the door open & he helps me in before jogging to the other side to enter. "I'm in the mood for Penelope's. Is that ok?"
"S..sure." I expected to go to his office and finish this up as soon as possible. I feel awkward around him. I put my sunglasses on & face the window, ending our conversation.
We get to Penelope's and surprisingly it wasn't too busy. Billy flashed his megawatt smile at the hostess and secured us a private table away from the other diners. That grated on my nerves. I removed my glasses since we're indoors and I feel Billy's eyes on me. "You're staring. It's rude." I try to ignore him and study the menu. Our server arrives and we place our order. I get their blueberry pancakes. It's what they are known for.
"You still have a sweet tooth," Billy says with a smile. "You may not remember, but I used to swipe sweets for you from the kitchen."
"Only after you were mean to me, as an after thought." Not liking this walk down memory lane, "I remember."
Billy fidgets in his chair, looking uncomfortable. He leans in, "Look, I'm...I'm sorry..."
"There's nothing for you to apologize for, Bill."
"I hurt you."
"It was a long time ago. I was a child with a crush. It meant nothing." Bill flinches and I feel evil satisfaction with my lie quickly followed by guilt. He sits back in his chair. "That was a lie. You were not...nothing to me. I was just young and didn't understand."
"You could have kept to the lie. I probably deserved it." The guarded eyes of the boy I fell in love with as a child gazed out at me from the man sitting before me. I slide my hand across the table extending my pinky.
He smiles and entwines his with mine. "We promised not to lie to each other. We pinky promised."
"We did." He has a sad smile as he takes my hand & examines my bruised knuckles. He brings it to his lips and kisses them. The server returns with our coffees and I pull my hand back. "Were you happy with them?"
"They are wonderful! They were patient and kind to me. I wasn't always the easiest child. I ran on pure emotion but they understood what I needed. They signed me up for karate classes and I thought it was great because I'll get to beat people up. Little did I know, it calmed me down more than anything else. They focus on a clear mind, composure, & self-confidence. Everything i needed when they first got me."
"Do you love them?"
"I do! They've been so good to me ."
"I'm glad," frowning into his coffee, before meeting your gaze. "It was one of those things that haunted me after you left. 'What if they were bad...'" His eyes dart away & he clears his throat.
Again you reach across, the table to take his hand. "They've truly become my mom & dad, Billy. That dream you had for me? Having a real home, with my own room, enough food to eat, everything I ever wanted? It happened. They gave that to me and so much more," squeezing his fingers. Again, he brings my fingers to his lips.
I didn't think he cared once I left the Home, but I was wrong. I can see the pain in his eyes, when he thought the family I went to could have been bad. I didn't want to feel this way, but the walls I built around my heart were so easily breached by Billy Mine.
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#billy russo#billy russo imagine#billy russo fanfic#billy mine x bunny girl#billy mine#billy russo x oc
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CHAOS REVERSED - ROUGE ADVENTURE 2 SCENES
“I don't understand, how could G.U.N mistake me for the likes of yours!?” Rouge spitted out with annoyance dripping in her tone, her hands landing on her hips.
“You think I am happy that they mistook me for a girl!? Well, guess what, I am not, however I don't whine like you,” Knuckles crossed his arms and huffed under his breath, Rouge in front of him seeing suddenly red.
“Why you! I'll have you know mister, that I do not WHINE!” she glared at the echidna and her fists tightened. Knuckles on the other hand chuckled, “Oh, really? Then what are you doing now? Oh wait– I know. Watch!”
He cleared his throat and pitched his voice as much as he could, “Look at me, look at me! I'm whining like a damsel in distress, because G.U.N mistook me for an echidna. An incredibly hot and handsome echidna. Why couldn't I be like him?”
Rouge almost choked at the imitation, “What!? Oh, no, I believe that you take this further than you actually should. You don't want to see me truly getting mad. You just don't, so you better cut that attitude short, if you don’t wish my heels planted on your stomach, stinky piglet!”
~~~
“Relax doc’. I'm not here to steal anything this time. After all I learned my lesson,” Sonic grinned at the scientist, however the other didn't share the same joy.
“I doubt it, rat, though I would be definitely lying, if I were to say that I am not the slightest interested to learn the reason behind your– uninvited presence in my base,” Eggman glared through his glasses and crossed his arms.
Even after the many times Sonic had helped him carry out his plans, he would be insane to start trusting the hedgehog like a decent teammate. For all he knew, he could be working for that annoying bat, if he deemed that the prize she gave him was worthy of putting his quills in danger.
Sonic might have been wearing his heart on his sleeve, but that didn't mean that he didn't master the art of deceiving, thus why Eggman was always wary around him. Or at least, until he was certain that the hedgehog wouldn't betray him.
Speaking of the devil, a chuckle escaped from his lips, “Oh, why are you always that bad-tempered? I still haven't uttered my second sentence and you are already fuming? Chaos, Rouge must have been getting on your tail more and more lately, Eggy.”
Eggman bristled at the name, “Don’t call me that, you, pig!”
It had been bad when that kid had started calling him that. He didn’t need more underestimating. He hated disrespect with all his inner being.
And Sonic of course knew that.
Toying with the cuff of his glove, Sonic gave a side glance to the human in the room, “Maybe, when you stop messing up my species each time you try to insult me I won’t. For now, I think I will be enjoying myself.”
That insufferable fool!
He wanted to shout, to curse, grab a broom and make the other get lost from his sight, but the only thing he ended up spurting was a choked mumble, “Grrr– if you didn’t have ties with the emeralds I would have long gotten rid of you, pest.”
A blue ear twitched and emerald eyes darkened, “What was that, Eggy?”
A pair of red-fabric covered arms raised up in response. “Ra–! I mean– nothing, Sonic. Eeeverything is just– perfect~” the doctor sang and and clapped his arms with feigned joy.
That got the hedgehog before him to retrieve his collected look and fall back to a relaxed stance.
“That’s what I’ve thought. Now, what would you be up to this time? I didn’t make all this wah here to be leaving without some thrill, you know.”
Eggman sighed internally, wishing he could facepalm. This was gonna be a veeery looong road to world domination.
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"TAKE THIS!!!" Vector spinned his hammer and then with mighty force broke the wall. Shadow, Maria and Rouge were left speechless.
Meanwhile, the crocodile dusted himself and smirked at his friends, "I know, I am awesome, no need to gauge at me like that. However, feel free to continue, I love the praise."
Immediately Shadow broke into a fistful of chokes and Maria yelped and patted his back, “Shadow! Don’t worry I got you. Deep breaths.” This brought a chuckle out of Vector as Rouge whistled, "Dear Chaos, hun, you seem like a daredevil with this baby in your hands.”
Vector let out a huge grin, "Obviously, Rouge. You expected anything less from this crocodile in front of you?"
Rouge walked in front of her friend and gave him a wink, “Certainly, no, hot stuff.” She then whispered to him, “Next time keep it a bit mild though if you could, hun, sunshine over here–,” she pointed at Shadow, “–doesn't function quite well after seeing super hot demonstrations like mine and yours.”
“You know that I… *cough* c-can hear you, Rouge *cough*.” Shadow glared at the bat as he tried to compose himself and he would carry on scolding Rouge hadn't it been for Maria to interrupt him, “Shadow, no! Please calm down and let your cough subside. We don't want you choking for the rest of the trip.”
Rouge and Vector laughed, when Shadow groaned and Omega let out a cheerful buzz. Shadow was just too easy to tease at times.
The sound of footsteps reached Rouge’s sensitive ears, but before she could warn anyone, a chuckle got her first, “Now that would be a hilarious sight to watch, am I right?”
Teal eyes made eye contact with a pair of emerald and violet ones and team D.I.A with Vector took a fighting stance. Sonic let out a disappointing whine, “Gah, really? I try to partake in your nice conversation and that's how you treat me? I am most definitely let down here, guys.”
Rouge knew that this was the hedgehog's way to mock them, but she couldn't help, but feel somewhat bad at how she behaved around the younger. Usually this wouldn't affect her, but hanging around with younger children did certainly leave an impact on her.
Still she managed swiftly to reply back, “I’m sorry, blue, but I don't indulge in conversations with Eggman's sidekicks. That, unless you decide to take a visit on our side, sugar.” The hedgehog seemed to debate for a second Rouge's offer, before Knuckles punched him in the head, “Are you serious? Do you honestly consider that bat's offer? Remember you have a job to carry on, or are you having second thoughts?”
“Me? Second thoughts? Pleeease, Knux, now where did that thought come from?”
“My name is Knuckles for the last time, hedgehog!”
The echidna tsked, not letting Sonic time to respond and stepped forward calling upon a chaos spear in his hand as he did so, “Party time is over. I am not letting you go any further than this.”
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“Have no fear our dear hero here, for Vector the Great is here!” Vector opened up his eyes to see an annoyed and bruised Rouge inside the cage. His eyes widened in shock, “Holy chaos Rouge! How did you end up like this?”
Rouge shrugged as she let out a sigh, stretching her wings as she did so, “Long story short, hun, let's just say that G.U.N is getting more and more on my nerves lately. I might end up like sunshine in the end…”
~~~
“Have we made any progress yet with the chaos emeralds? Last time I checked, I believe you'd promised me that all emeralds would be under my control, right, Knuckles?”
Eggman let his gaze fall on the echidna and he in return crossed his arms nonchalantly, “No need to worry, doctor. Soon all emeralds shall be in our disposal. There's only one left to find; the yellow one.”
Huffing under his breath, Eggman grinned, “Brilliant! That means we are one step away from my glory to shine and my Eggman Empire to rise!” He turned to look at his computer, typing several algorithms and chuckled, “We just have to find the last chaos emerald and then not even Rouge will be able to stand in my way, oh, ho, ho. This is splendid news.”
Knuckles continued watching Eggman for a few minutes, before finding himself getting starstruck by space’s illustrious light. A small smirk found its way at his lips.
Soon he would have his revenge. Both Locke and Tikal would find justice.
Suddenly a whistle captured both the echidna and the doctor’s attention and they looked behind them to see Sonic perched atop a generator with a newspaper in his hands.
Eggman scowled, “What is it, hedgehog? If you have no news, find another place to laze around.”
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Chaos Reversed is one of your swap sonic AUs where the sonic characters swap roles and powers with each other, but on this one they keep their personalities the same for the most part. Everyone except the villains themselves are swapped, thus why Eggman’s role the same. The swaps aren’t only between two characters.
Roles!
• Rouge is Sonic and Sonic is Rouge.
• Knuckles is Shadow and Shadow is Knuckles.
• Maria -still a human- is Tails and Tikal is Maria.
• Locke is Gerald. Gerald remains in his role but the backstory is different.
• Vector is Amy -no, he isn’t in love with Rouge, pleease-.
• E-123 Omega is Maria’s creation instead of Eggman’s.
Feel free to ask questions about this au! Some things are different and some remain the same.
#sonic the hedgehog#sth#chaos reversed au#rouge adventure 2#rouge is the hero of mobius#and fastest FLYING woman alive#rouge the bat#shadow the hedgehog#maria robotnik#e 123 omega#dr eggman#vector the crocodile#vector and rouge are besties#sonic au#ask questions if you want!!!#knuckles the echidna#almost forgot to tag him– lol
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How does the Aaol couple usually prepare for a kinky session?
Like do they sometimes plan ahead what they're going to do days before and it's like a date thing or do they usually decide spontaneously?
And what t are some things that are always part of preparations for both 😀
If we are talking about actual kink scenes in the playroom or with indricate kinks involved, they definitely plan the scenes. They always plan it a day ahead where they talk about the kinks they want to do and discuss limits and safety measures.
If it's something like a roleplay, they also work out a rough "script" which they will follow. You know, for example if the roleplay is "damsel in distress" they will talk about how he will act and how she will respond to him. eg: "I wanna scream for help and when I do, you should burst through the door" "I can do that and can we act like strangers? Or should this be a I'm saving my weak little prince situation?" "Ooh no let's make it forbidden love where you're my knight and I'm your prince and we both want each other but we can't because of our duties" "ooh amazing idea, that's so hot" something like that, so they will know how to act in the roleplay.
This also goes for kinks. They talk about what gear to wear and what toys to use. They talk about whether or not to include bondage/restraints and if Kook feels in a masochistic mood or not. Just every little detail will be discussed beforehand.
Even if they are feeling in a more "free use" kind of mood, it will always start off with one of them (mostly Kook) saying "hey, I'm totally free use tomorrow so whatever you wanna do to me, I'm down for it" or somehting like "you know, if you want to do some somno this week, I'm down for it".
So yes, indricate kink scenes are always planned ahead as to make sure that both of them can be as comfortable as possible.
As far as preparation on the day of the play is concerned, it all depends on what kind of play they want to engage in. They definitely prepare for the kinks ahead (like laying out the toys, checking the bondage hooks etc.) and they always make sure to include at least fifteen minutes of stretching and warm up before the scene as to make sure that they don't get hurt. If anal is involved, Jungkook cleans out throuroughly. ALSO OMFG they both take showers before every scene, as to make sure to smell nice and be clean. And one mandatory glass of water and a little energising snack will be consumed as well.
I love them, they are so adorable :( they also have lots of spontaneous sex as well btw, all this planning most goes for indricate kink scenes.
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Saved From The Rain (S.R)
Pairing: Spencer Reid / 10th Doctor
Warnings: None
Summary: Spencer has an encounter with a… strange man in a trench coat who saves him from the rain.
Word Count: 0.6k
A/N: Honestly I know it's random but I just wanted to make a fun fic with the 10th doctor, it's really just a short and fun fic, I wrote it in a platonic way but you're free to ship them together if you'd like! (The fic hasn't been beta'd btw)
This fic is inspired by a prompt from @imagining-in-the-margins 's current challenge :-)
As his eyes drifted to the window where pouring rain could be seen, Spencer sighed, quite annoyed by the fact that he hadn't thought of checking the weather beforehand. That was going to be a hassle, going home. He'd most surely have to take off his jacket and drape it over his head to not catch a cold at the very least.
He hesitated about leaving the library, for a moment. He could wait for the rain to stop, probably, but it looked like it wasn't going to stop very soon.
Besides, it wasn't very long before the library would close. Spencer wasn't about to bother them over rain, that'd be ridiculous.
Flashing a polite smile at an employee near the door as he walked to the exit, he opened the door and braced himself as looked at the menacing dark sky. His jacket wasn't going to help him out a lot. Just a little. He could feel a few droplets on his face from the wind as he looked up.
After a moment, Spencer grabbed the collar of his jacket and started to slide it off his shoulder, when suddenly he saw a person appear from the corner of his eye, on his left side. He would be certainly lying if he said that this didn't startle him, because it did. And that man noticed. He had short brown hair, rectangular glasses, and was wearing what appeared to be a long brown trench coat, with another brown clothing, which was a suit, beneath it. And he also had an umbrella. And he was smiling at him.
Now, that was strange.
"Haven't got an umbrella?" The man said. Spencer noticed he had an accent. He wasn't from here.
"Uh... No, I don't." He answered, still quite confused about the man's presence.
"Well then, you're lucky I've got one!" The man smiled, taking a few steps to be closer to Spencer before switching the umbrella to his right hand so that it would cover the both of them. It was a strangely large umbrella, he thought, as he looked up at it. At least it was certainly guaranteed that no water would hit you with an umbrella of that size. "You there?"
Spencer jumped out of his thoughts, looking at the man, whose eyes were carefully analyzing his face. "Yeah, I am. Sorry, I was just… thinking."
"About what?"
"You?"
The man looked oddly surprised. "Me?"
"I guess so, yeah." Spencer didn't really know what to say. He barely knew the man. He was just a stranger who just lent him a part of his umbrella. "You're intriguing. I don't know."
"I do hear that a lot. That's the first thing people seem to notice." He stopped for a second, as if he was thinking about something. "Is that a... good thing?"
"I don't know?"
"Well… am I the nice kind of intriguing or the scary kind?" He asked.
"I would say… nice, at first glance, but… I don't really know you. I mean, you just appeared out of nowhere. With an umbrella."
"I like to help. You're not… exactly the kind of person I usually help, it's usually women, damsels in distress, in dangerous situations. I've never rescued a dude, with an umbrella, at least. I guess you needed help too, though. You're a dude, in distress. That's funny." The man laughed as he finished rambling about stuff that did make Spencer confused, then scared, then confused again.
"A dude… in distress?" Spencer repeated hesitantly.
"Yeah. You were in distress, you didn't have your umbrella, and there was this rain, and I happened to have an umbrella, so I rescued you with mine, you know. So, you're a dude in distress. I'm kind of your... Savior." He rambled on, a bit too fast.
"...thank you? I guess?"
"You're welcome." The man smiled, apparently satisfied by Spencer's words. He didn't much to be happy, it seemed. "I'm the Doctor, by the way. What about you?" The 'Doctor' asked with a grin, reaching his hand out.
Now, that was even more strange.
Let me know what you thought of the fic in the comments or here!
#criminal minds#spencer reid#criminal minds fanfic#criminal minds fic#spencer reid fanfic#10th doctor fic#10th doctor#doctor who#cm fic
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Ao3, sequel.
Crowley knew Dean didn't like dogs and he knew Dean really didn't like hellhounds so whistling for Juliet when he arrived for a rendezvous with the Winchesters was purely a way of messing with them. He hadn't expected Juliet would come with a lost puppy trailing behind her. He certainly hadn't expected the puppy would take a liking to Sam bloody Winchester.
"Call off your dog, Crowley." Sam snapped as the puppy worried at his shoelaces and Juliet whined at Crowley's side. It was a problem with hellhounds, Crowley knew, they could smell something on Sam that they recognized, and they refused to hurt a pretty little hair on his head. Not that the thick-headed Winchester had ever noticed.
He did notice, however, that the creature running circles between his legs was a puppy and apparently an aversion to dogs didn't run in the family because Moose knelt down and scratched the puppy behind the ears, somehow finding the right spot despite not being able to actually see it. He ceased quickly at a "Really, Sam?" from Dean and straightened up. The puppy whined unhappily.
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A couple of werewolves had Sam pinned against the wall, Dean was unconscious on the ground a few feet away and one of the wolves was about to bite Sam when he howled in pain, whipped around and lunged at nothing that Sam could see.
Sam dove at his gun and shot two bullets each into the wolves. As he straightened up, panting, he felt something brush against his leg, and when he knelt down, it nuzzled his hand and barked in a self-satisfied sort of manner.
It kept happening then, every time they were in a tight spot, the puppy showed up and helped them out. Sam supposed it was attuned to him somehow, and kept an ear perked for distress calls, the way Meg's hounds came at her whistle. There was even lore for it, hellhounds could travel through shadow and cover vast distances in moments. Whatever it was, Sam didn't question it and ignored Dean's complaints. He took to keeping a small box of biscuits in the car.
A few months later, when the puppy managed to hurt itself rescuing them from a nest of vampires, Sam insisted on keeping it around until it got better. He picked it up and walked right past the 'no pets' sign in their motel, smiling at the proprietor as he went.
Dean shot nasty glances in the general direction of the whimpering while Sam rummaged around for the glasses scorched in holy fire.
When he put them on, a dark, shadowy creature appeared, licking his front paw with a doleful sort of look. Sam knelt down to examine him, the bone seemed intact and there wasn't much blood– or black goo or whatever. "Good news," Sam told Dean, cleaning the paw, "you don't have to tolerate him long."
"We're not damsels in distress, Sam. We don't need Lancelot here to rescue us whenever we're in a jam, we've got on just fine for years. So just– just tell him to go." Dean said in a I'm-putting-my-foot-down sort of way.
"I think he's more like Dobby, you know? I mean, he means well and he wants to help, but he's kinda stupid."
"Shut up, Sam."
The glasses came in handy, though Sam didn't make a habit of wearing them too often, he just got used to an invisible dog showing up to help them or just to hang out.
He'd got bigger now but he was still just as undignified and awkward, slightly better at sneaking up, much better at scaring big scary monsters.
The bunker was warded too well for Lancelot to get in and Sam didn't think it was a good idea to mess with it; he didn't even really consider the bunker his in the way Dean did. To Sam it was a cool library and a clean bed, but he was just passing through, so he left it as it was.
He did however, set up a doggy-friendly bell outside and taught Lancelot to ring it whenever he showed up. Which wasn't too often, just every few days or so, but it was nice, Sam though, to have a loyal friend out there somewhere.
"Touch my pie and I'll kill you," Dean said, pointing a warning finger at Lancelot as he walked out of their room. Lancelot whined and cuffed at his face with a paw in an affronted gesture, Sam turned smiling back to his research, setting the glasses aside.
Dean grumbled at him, kept him at arm's length, and called him everything from "Dobby," to "Hell's mutt" and a few other non-affectionate nicknames but when the biscuits ran out, he wordlessly got another box and when Lancelot whined at him, Dean rolled his eyes and tossed him half his burger. When Lancelot managed to catch it midair, Dean even gave him an approving smile.
Sam heard a small whine from the floor and put the glasses back on, Lancelot was looking at the pie. "Hey, he wasn't kidding. Don't mess with his pie." Lancelot gave him a doleful look, slightly out-of-place on his large face under glowing red eyes but nonetheless effective. Sam contemplated just letting him have the pie and getting Dean another before he came back– it was his own fault the damned dog shared a palate with him.
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Dean didn't like the dog. Dean really didn't like the dog.
It was only that he hadn't seen him in a couple of weeks and he just wanted to know if he was still alive.
Not out of concern, not at all. Just so he knew.
He walked to the back of the bunker and whistled, called out "Dobby?"
It wasn't relief that he was feeling now as invisible paws made prints in the grass in front of him and a gigantic dog pranced around his legs.
"Hey, stay away, Fido. Get back," Dean said irritably, then reached forward to pet the hound's head, not out of affection– certainly not out of affection, that would be ridiculous. It was just positive reinforcement, because he'd obeyed and if Sam was going to insist on having him around, they might as well train him.
Dean didn't like him, of course he didn't.
"Want some pie?"
#Supernatural#Sam winchester#dean winchester#Spn fic#Supernatural fic#Hellhound pet#Juliets alive and well and sam killed someother hound for the trials no i wont change my mind#Sorry i dont know how to add a line breaker on phone#Now with a sequel :p#fic#mine#Fic tag
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Daredevil (vol. 1) #97: He Who Saves
Read Date: February 20, 2023
Cover Date: March 1973
● Writer: Gerry Conway ◦ Steve Gerber ● Penciler: Gene Colan ● Inker: Ernie Chua ● Colorist: {uncredited} ● Letterer: John Costanza ● Editor: Roy Thomas ●
**HERE BE SPOILERS: Skip ahead to the fan art/podcast to avoid spoilers
Reactions As I Read:
● I am so ready for Matt to move back to NYC. I wonder how much longer he'll be in the Bay Area. and what was the point out there?
● anyway. this isn't my first time reading the Dark Messiah. I don't remember him being a young blond guy doing acrobatics, though…
● a dog attacks him, he falls and hits his head, and his acrobatics career has just ended
● nice shot of DD getting into action
● I was just about to say something about DD moving a trauma victim, but the paramedic beat me to it
● …..except that they say it's for "union rules" and that they can make an exception for Daredevil? okaaaay
● Jones gets taken off in a boo-boo bus, and cops tell DD about some gunmen at a university laboratory
● (uh, yes, there can be long waits in emergency rooms, but my guess is they would triage him and he'd be moved up the priority list being an unconscious head-wound victim…)
● DD finishes fighting the 4 gunmen and se--well, doesn't see--but realizes they're quite young. cop tells him they've been having trouble with kid gangs lately
● in the hospital, someone wheels away Jones
● ah, the "someone" is some kind of mad scientist. I'll bet there's gonna be some body-swapping happening!
● DD goes home, still wondering about the acrobat
● they still haven't quite shown Matt's eyes in any of the 96 1/2 issues of volume 1 I've read so far
● ugh, another poor emotional damsel needing to be held by a big strong man 🙄
● Matt looks very different in profile this issue. new artist? (too lazy to look at this exact moment) (later: nope, still Gene Colan)
● Matt and Tasha should take their conversation elsewhere so Ivan can sleep
● oh, so I guess Ivan's been out for 2 days. never mind.
● …Matt is wearing clear-lensed glasses….
● Dark Messiah uses purple lasers from his eyes to free his disciples (the kid gangs) from the local lock-up
● …
● the glowy eyes knocks DD out for half an hour. when he comes to, his cop buddy Carson helps him to his cruiser where he introduces his partner, McHenry
● Mordecai and about 200 followers are at Golden Gate Park, and they've set up a barrier so that the cops can't get in
● DD tries to get through the force field but is zapped out of the air
● Ha! Dark Messiah calls DD out on being dressed "in the garb of Satan"
● his three "Disciples of Doom" step forward: Josiah the Deceiver, MacAbee the Tall, and Uriah the Faithful
●👏👏👏
Synopsis:
When street performer Mordacai Jones is seriously injured when he is attacked by a dog during one his street performances, he is rushed to the hospital by Daredevil, however instead of getting medical treatment, his unconscious body is captured by a mysterious figure who changes him into the Dark Messiah.
With Black Widow still recovering from injuries sustained in her battle against the Man-Bull, Daredevil has to combat the Dark Messiah alone, after the Messiah has used his powers to free "disciples" from prison. During his battle against the Dark Messiah, Daredevil is struck down and is soon shocked to find that the prisoners that the Messiah had freed were given powers as well and joined his Disciples of Doom.
(https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Daredevil_Vol_1_97)
Fan Art: Daredevil by retkit
Accompanying Podcast:
● Josh and Jamie Do Daredevil - episode 14
#marvel#marvel comics#my marvel read#podcast recommendation#joshua and jamie do daredevil#josie's bar podcast#comics#comic books#daredevil#matt murdock#fan art#fanart#dark messiah#mordecai jones
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