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I.. feel like I need to go to a ren faire.
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.....wouldn't trade it for the relative safety of this arrangement but I don't like how I can't test his trust for me anymore.
#doll#back at his place & him fully armed i could always just ask him to let me hold the gvn#i did that once n he did til i started pointin it at myself then he took it away real fast#but he def wouldn't let any of the others near it even though we all know regular weapons wouldn't do much to him#i know he has his special Sharps somewhere in there too n not just the one knife#i actually know where they are too but it's prob locked#maybe we should go steal one now that he's indefinite stayin elsewhere#though i'm not sure if i wanna see what else he's keepin in there#........i. wonder if the photos of me are still somewhere there.#he's got a bunch on his phone but it's the polaroids that really mess me up#i wonder if. i could find em. n burn them.#he'll be really really pissed if he ever finds out but i guess i'd only get caught if he was back home n at that point either he's rehabbed#or we're all in major danger anyway#cause i really really hate that he has them even though he swears no one else has ever seen em#wouldn't even be the biggest lie he's told#& i mean. i'm the one actually in them. i guess he might be in a couple too but it's all me so.#it should be my right to destroy them right? i should be allowed to choose if i want em to exist anymore?#i mean i didn't even want em taken in the first place but most of it was back home when i was drvgg3d out of my mind so#couldn't really do much about it#question is do i have the guts to do it even though i know he's gonna be really fucking angry if he finds out#n he probably will cause i'm stupid n will probably just tell him cause i feel guilty#idk what to do...#spdrvent
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Thinking about babysitter!reader fucking Wanda in the back of her mini van.
(Also, this is only a fic request if you want it to be! Otherwise, enjoy the imagery😌)
Love your work btw<3
warnings: power bottom!Wanda, service top!r, amab!r, semipublic sex, age gap relationship
thank you for the compliment :) I hope you enjoy this! also shout-out to @wndaswife for inspo. PLEASE GO READ HER POWER BOTTOM WANDA FIC IT'S SOOO GOOD
Though you took pride in being a good role model for all the young children you babysat, you found yourself in a situation that could only be described as scandalous.
Wanda Maximoff, the mother of two wonderful twin boys and a pillar of the community, was pinned beneath you and almost entirely nude in the back of her Honda. The fact it was in the parking lot of an abandoned mall certainly didn't help. It would be a lie to say you didn't see it coming. You and Wanda had truly only been together a few weeks. The increasingly scandalous outfits and jokes at the expense of your virginity were a dead giveaway about how she was feeling. You were shocked it didn't happen sooner.
"Oh, you'd be as red as a tomato if you heard what the other moms around town wanna do to that pretty face of yours."She whispered with the same drawl that got you into this whole mess. It was easier to fall in love with her again than it was to tell her no. The hand stroking down the length of your shaft was relentless. "Especially that little nose of yours." Wanda guided your tip up and down her slit until you were practically shaking. "But you only want your mommy, isn't that right?"
You nodded frantically. "Just you, I promise." Your admission earned you the privilege of burying yourself inside of the warmth of Wanda's cunt, but you hesitated to take advantage of it. "D-don't I need a condom?" You asked foolishly. You were still so careful and nervous about everything. "And isn't it a crime to have sex in public? I'd hate for you to —"
Wanda wrapped one of her legs around your waist and pulled you forward. A low moan fell from her lips as you slid inside of her. "If I wanted you to wear a condom, I would've brought you one." She pulled you in for a kiss just as she started moving her hips against you. "Don't worry about that, okay? Just focus on making me feel good." One of her hands moved down to guide your hips into the pace she wanted. "That's it, nice and slow for mommy."
A low whine escaped your lips. "Mommy, you feel so good." You mumbled out in a daze. Nothing could ever truly compare to the feeling of Wanda's walls sucking you deeper inside of her. The confidence that you had built up weeks in advance meant nothing at that moment. You were nothing more than a pet for your lover to boss around and tease. "You're so warm," You whimpered. An unusual stroke of boldness took over as you began to grope at Wanda's chest. The mound of soft flesh felt heavenly in your hand. You were tempted to lean down and suck on it.
"You can be rough, baby. I want you to hurt me." There was an edge of excitement in her voice. It only grew as you began tugging on her nipples. "Fuck, just like that!" Wanda's moans had become increasingly broke and desperate. "I can feel you twitching baby. Are you gonna cum?" She purposely clenched around you tighter as you shook your head. "Are you sure? Mommy won't be upset if you do."
You clenched your eyes shut and tried focusing on the rhythm. "No Mommy, I can hold it. I promise." You weren't entirely confident in that statement. Your fingers abandoned Wanda's nipples and opted to focus on her clit instead. The bundle of nerves was almost too wet for you to properly stimulate.
Wanda was endeared by your sacrifice and was more than willing to test the stamina she knew you didn't have yet. However, the trunk of her car wasn't the most ideal place to do that. She hooked her ankles together behind your back. Her hips rolled against yours desperate to squeeze every last drop of cum out of you. "I'll tell you when I want you to hold it, but right now mommy wants you to fill her up. Can you do that?"
Of course, you could do that. Rope after rope of your cum painted Wanda's walls until you had nothing to give. Feeling her cunt flutter and gush around your dick was almost too much. You buried your face into Wanda's neck, embarrassed by how much was coming out of you. "I'm sorry, it won't stop," You mumbled weakly. You would've had to pull out at some point, but you started to dread the mess to come actively.
Wanda affectionately rubbed your back and whispered praises in your ear as you shook on top of her. "You did such a good job for Mommy," She coed. Her fingers tangled into your hair and played with it while you slowly caught your breath. "I know it feels good but we still have errands to run, remember?"
The groan you made as you pulled out didn't go unheard, but it was a bit upsetting to have the moment interrupted. You wiped yourself off then got dressed. It wasn't until you finished dressing yourself that you realized Wanda's problem."Are…are you going to the store like that?" Your eyes were immediately drawn to the already ruined panties. "Aren't you worried it'll leak out?"
Wanda shook her head as she climbed out of the van. "If that happens, you'll just have to use that pretty mouth of yours to lick it up."
#panther speaks#anon#panthers drabbles#wanda maximoff#wanda x reader#wanda maximoff x reader#wanda maximoff imagine#wanda maximoff smut#milf!wanda#love her sooo much
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How would the MW2 guys react to their baby getting their vaccines ? (I just went with my sister to have my newborn niece get hers and my sister and I cried not gonna lie 😢)
I'd cry, too, anon, but regarding your faves:
content warning: needles/shots
Price would keep a stiff upper lip about it all; he's the dad who talks his baby through the process to keep them distracted even though he's dreading the moment.
Gaz actually had to talk himself through the process of watching his baby get their shots. He used to think falling out of a helicopter was the worst fucking thing to ever happen to him but watching his baby cry and he's helpless to stop it? Nothing will ever compare to that. To his surprise, the baby only whined afterward. That was the first shot, though.
Soap would rather it not happen. Like... at all. He's the papa who's going through some shit days and weeks before the appointment even happens. The one who also looks for remedies to ease the baby's pain. Also suggests administering the shots while the baby is asleep so they won't be in pain. To no one's surprise, his little bundle of joy is wailing and Soap's there to take the pain away as best he can. Doesn't even let his baby out of his arms for the rest of the day it seems like.
Ghost took it like a champ. His kid did, too... or at least he thought they did. Turns out it was a delayed reaction and his baby experiences a betrayal that man (and baby) was never meant to know.
Rudy is the one who actually does cry but he'll never admit it. Those sniffles weren't because of your allergies, Rodolfo.
This is perhaps one of the few times Alejandro looks heartbroken and feels absolutely helpless. He quickly gathers his baby up and holds them close. And then he hears that telltale wet fart.
Alex soldiered through, more than he thought he would, but later on admits that was the worst fucking pain he's ever experienced.
Roach is just an absolute mess during the entire thing. A hot mess express.
So, too, is Keegan. His nerves are shot to absolute hell and he's sure that if it wasn't for his baby, he would've fainted.
König had been preparing himself but the baby did nothing. Like... at all. Was really a calm cucumber throughout the entire thing which was interesting because his little one is usually on the fussy side. Oh. Okay, then.
Graves actually talked and serenaded his baby while getting vaccinated, so much so that the baby wasn't even aware they got shots at all. "Good soldier, buddy!"
#cw: needles#I added Roach and Keegan because 🥹#call of duty: imagines#call of duty#call of duty ghosts#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty x reader#call of duty x black reader#task force 141#los vaqueros#kortac#shadow company#captain john price#kyle gaz garrick#john soap mctavish#simon ghost riley#rodolfo rudy parra#alejandro vargas#alex keller#gary roach sanderson#keegan p russ#könig#phillip graves
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Agents of Cat-astrophe
warning(s): none unless you count Jax
note(s): This gave me a good chuckle as someone who's consistently dropping more curse words than regular words, I'd imagine the system to just censor anything and everything that comes out of my mouth at that point.
A/N: (In response to the requester) I wish I was taking breaks (I mean I am sorta), I'm fully aware I'm running myself ragged right now. But it's hard for me to stop myself... I'm caffeinated and chaotic and I don't wanna stew in my brain for too long. At least I get up and stretch every now and then.
Request: Anyways, I’m requesting a Jax x reader (crushing stage) where the reader is sorta at the same level of meanness as Jax and likes to do pranks with him on the other characters. Also the reader’s digital form is a short cat that at first glance makes them look nice/friendly (obviously not an actual cat but yk what I mean), and they have a sailor’s mouth that is unfortunately censored but that doesn’t stop them (can also purr and does so when they’re content which is usually when there chilling in Jax’s room or with Jax in general). I think it would be fun if the reader surprisingly was sorta nicer to Kinger and has a small soft spot for him and does more playful pranks on him than mean/harmful ones.
When you first showed up, you looked so small and frail, like a literal little kitten completely out of place in this big colourful nightmare world
Ragatha thought you’d be like Pomni, and boy howdy was she wrong
You just ended up being another Jax—who you later met and found out was also an agent of chaos
Similarly to Pomni you cursed up a storm when you first arrived and the endless censorship that came with it
You have a knack for testing Caine’s patience when it comes to your sailor’s mouth, much to Jax’s entertainment. It’s not every day Caine loses his cool like that and you’re just a newbie, needless to say, you caught his interest
That sailor’s mouth also gets used towards the other’s and Jax won’t lie and say it’s not funny because shit’s hilarious.
Sure they all curse from time to time, but you just laid out an entire sentence that was completely and utterly censored. Like the system said “fuck this I’m gonna censor the whole damn sentence”
Unlike Jax who doesn’t show any remorse for who he pranks or how cruel they are, you draw the line at messing with Kinger.
Okay, that’s a lie you still mess with him but it’s not like how you mess with the others. Kinger has this sweet unstable dad/grandpa vibe and it kind of makes the place more homey in a weird way. (plus that man has been through enough trauma, give him a break, and talk about his bug collections or some shit)
The upside is that his mind is so scattered sometimes that using the same pranks on him always results in something hilarious. So you really don’t need to try for any new material. (he also really needs to consider actually using the lock on his door, he makes it too easy)
Jax considered you his little partner in crime the more time passed—not exactly a friend nah, but like a good ol pal that also likes to partake in joining him and his bullshittery
The first time he hears you purring is when the two of you are lazing about in his room, he’d gotten distracted collecting things for a prank on someone and heard the loudest rumbling coming from behind him
“Are you fucking purring?”
It’s a little embarrassing at first, you’ve uh, never done that before..
Jax has the biggest shit-eating grin, if he wasn’t using dumb cat-themed nicknames before he sure as hell is now
“Oh, like you don’t stomp your feet like a petulant child you overgrown rabbit.”
He does not stomp his fuckin feet like a temperamental rabbit, thank you very much (that’s a fuckin lie if I ever heard one)
Jax already had mixed feelings about you before, nothing particularly bad, just feelings he couldn’t place…that was until the prank…
He doesn’t know how you did it, or how he got so wrapped up in it. But you pranked him, and you pranked him good.
Oh, oh okay that feeling is new… butterflies don’t typically belong inside your gut, now whether Jax has ever experienced a crush before or not is probably beyond him. But these little butterflies are a bitch and it takes awhile of placing two and two together to realize he’s… caught feelings to some degree
You, however, probably had a crush on him for a while, perhaps really noticing it after the whole purring fiasco when you learned that it only happened around Jax
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I need a just the tip smut with richie jerimovich
a/n: richie my beloved <3 thank you for requesting!!
contents: richie's a menace and badgering the reader in a playful way, unprotected p in v, fingering, semi public (we all love that damn office), reader referred to as princess once. when i say this is a quickie i mean it!
word count: 1,420 (lol)
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Richie annoyed you - A lot. Constantly annoyed you in fact!
And things haven’t improved since you made out with in the heat of the moment a few months ago. Arguing outside the restaurant after a particularly rough dinner service. He blamed the way you ran front of house, you blamed him for sending table 18’s second course to table 31 (which he promises he didn’t do) and throwing off the flow of the kitchen.
There was a moment when the arguing turned to silence and the two of you staring at each other. Both trying to read the moment. You still don't know who moved first but it was passionate, sloppy, and seared into your memory.
Thus began a mess of touching and kissing when you shouldn't be. It hadn't gone all the way yet, much to Richie's dismay. The closest he got was eating you out in the backseat of his car which you promptly left after you finished and flipped him off as you skipped to your own car. Richie had to drive home hard and annoyed and teasingly gave you a cold shoulder the next day but you'd catch a wicked grin on his face whenever he turned away from you. Both of you loved this game.
You secretly loved the power it gave you when he'd beg and whine and grab any inch of skin you'd let him. Rutting himself against you, shamelessly needy. You made him feel like a teenager again. Stuck with the urge to fold his pillow around his length and fuck into it to get some source of friction besides his hand. It made him feel pathetic and you feel pride.
He loved it too, don't let him lie to you.
That's how you found yourself in the nice office, hips pressed against the edge of the desk while Richie stood behind you. His hands were cupping your breasts over your shirt, savoring the weight of them in his hands while he grinds against your ass. You, on the other hand, try to act unbothered while you look over paperwork even if the both of you know it's getting to you. Thighs turning slick and warm and God he feels good.
“C’mon, Babe. My dick is fuckin’ rock solid. Help me out, yeah? Don’t you want me focused for tonight or are you really gonna let everyone drown because you won’t help take care of ole Richie?” He’s grabbing a hold of the hem of your skirt, pushing it up at your waist and admiring the way your ass looked covered in some white lacey number you totally didn’t buy with the hopes of him seeing it.
You huff and pretend to be inconvenienced but you're reaching the end of your resolve too. Letting go of the papers you were hyper focused on and instead sliding your hands around your body and pulling your underwear to the side so he, finally, has access to you. There's a loud, drawn out groan coming from the man behind you which has you whipping your head around with a sharp, "Shut the fuck up, Richie."
He's looking up at you now and innocently holds his hands up in the air as an apology. There's wicked smirk as one of his hands come down to trace over your core. A rough finger dragging along the folds, bumping your clit before he presses two into you. "Knew you wanted me too, Princess." You can't help but roll your eyes, still adjusting your position on the desk so you're better able to arch your ass back towards him. "Just the tip."
Richie's motions stall, brows knitting together. "You fuckin' serious?" Which makes you laugh while you roll your hips back, chasing your own pleasure by using his hand that's still against your warm core. "Serious. Now - Just the tip and hurry up before we get caught. Think I'd die if anyone knew I was letting you fuck me raw in here."
His hand slides out of you and delivers a sharp smack to your pussy before he's taking your command and making quick work of his pants. Fine, if you wanted to play this game still he'd make sure to drive you just as insane as you were driving him.
You feel the head of his cock tapping against you now, teasing the both of you by rocking himself against your clit. "You're tryna give me shit but you're this fuckin' wet? Bent over the desk and begging. Play tough all you want but you need me."
"Jesus Christ, Richie. Are you gonna keep running your mouth or fin- Oh!" He's cutting you off as you feel him push into you. The head of his cock barely tucked between your folds as you both adjust to the sensation. He's giving you a second before pushing in another in, letting the tip of him rest snug inside of you.
Richie's rubbing his hands over your ass, the texture difference between your smooth skin and the lace of your underwear driving him crazy. Fine, maybe he was clowning you at first but there's something so... Intimate about this. Or maybe you just already had him whipped and he was hopeless.
He's fucking into you just barely, fully content to play along if that’s what it took to finally find himself inside of you.
There’s a pounding on the door snapping you both out of it. Richie’s startled and accidentally sinking a few more inches into you, both of you fighting every urge to moan. “Dinner service starts in twenty! Finish up your paperwork and get out here!”
You're in the clear. No door handle jiggling, no one barging in.
Everyone knew you took some time right before dinner to ensure there were no missed allergies, reservations, and nothing running short. Everyone knew Richie would take off his suit jacket so it didn't smell like smoke before taking a few minutes out back to burn through some cig's. Splashing on cologne from his car before coming back in. They all probably assumed he was somewhere in that circuit out back.
But yet, here you two actually were.
The two of you stand there, still connected, in silence for a moment. Making sure the coast is clear before continuing this already risky game. Once a few seconds have passed, neither of you know quite what to do.
So you take the initiative.
Rolling your hips back and fucking yourself on the few inches Richie has managed to sink into you. His hands are on your ass now, pulling it apart so he can get a better look at the head of his cock slowly pushing in and out of you. Neither of you dare make too loud of a sound.
Your head falls forward, pressing your mouth against your upper arm to muffle any sounds that threaten to slip out when Richie pulls all the way back just to resink himself halfway in. It's a quick motion but the sound of him just barely gliding through your wetness was sinful. Richie's torn between throwing his head back and savoring the sensation or focusing on what's happening right in front of him, "Fuck you, gonna make me come like this." He's squeezing at the handfuls of your ass, fighting the urge to bury himself completely but knows that isn't your game for now.
You can feel his resolve breaking so you decide to prolong this game. Giving him a squeeze of your muscles around his cock before leaning all the way forward so Richie has to slide out of you. His jaw goes slack and you hear a breathless whine from behind you as he instantly wraps a fist around himself to keep the feeling going. Your underwear are getting put back in place, skirt being folded down as you grab a towel from the pile of clean laundry in the corner of the office and hand it to him with a smirk. "Use this to finish in, don't make a mess of your suit."
Richie can't decide if he loathes you or wants to kiss the ground you walk on. You lean up, letting your lips work his jaw for a moment as you feel the head of his cock press against your thigh while he continues to jack himself off. "Don't fuck up tonight and I'll let you come home with me."
You pull back, throwing him a wink before sneaking out of the office door to go clean yourself up before dinner service. Leaving Richie standing there fucking himself into a rag and laughing at the mess you've made of him.
#r.j. blurb#richie jerimovich x you#richie jerimovich x reader#richie jerimovich#richard jerimovich x you#richard jerimovich x reader#richie jerimovich smut#the bear smut
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hiii lovely I hope you're doing well 💗🌺 I'm a new follower and I really like your blog! Sooo, I hope you're okay with me requesting too hihi
Can I have something related to black swan? perhaps an nsfw alphabet for her too? I'm not sure if you want me to specify on the gender or so, but I'd be happy if fem is included (the pronouns can be gn ofc ♥️) I honestly crush so hard on her they should let us date her not gonna lie
have a great day and take good care of yourself, Muse!! Mwah
here I am finally !! :D I just want to thank you for all of your compliments and I am so glad that you enjoy my blog, it truly makes me happy eheheh <3 of course, I did nsfw alphabet for you :) and me too, I am so in love with her that it's actually concerning at this point, but it's fine :3 you have a wonderful day yourself my dear and take care Angel !! :) <3 mwahmwahmwah !!
reader: female anatomy, everything else is gender neutral, no pronouns used
cw/tw: nsfw - mdni!, mentions of slight pervert! black swan in a dirty secret part & wild card one
dividers by @/saradika-graphics :)
Black Swan • NSFW alphabet •
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
- Black Swan isn't too clingy after sex, but she likes to cuddle. Depending on your preferances, she would like to have a warm bath with you if you are feeling up to it. She also isn't opposed to doing a quick clean up and going to sleep if her duties allow her to do so. Sometimes she feels more sentimental and emotional, so she enjoys to gently brush her fingers over your cheeks and face in general, just whispering sweet things while doing so. If you ask her for a specific way to be taken care of after sex, she will do it. Anything that makes you comfortable is her thing to make true, so don't worry yourself about aftercare with her :)
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
- She is quite confident and she likes her body. If she had to choose, she would choose her hips and legs as her best point, but she is also quite fond of her tummy. When it comes to you, she loves your back. There is something very sensual about one's back to her, so she really enjoys seeing, kissing, scratching, tracing, licking or biting yours. She will praise every part of you equally, but when it comes to more intimate parts - she is a boob girl, she loves boobs. Big or small - she doesn't care, she just likes boobs <3 She especially likes to mark them (she told me)
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
- Hmm, Black Swan doesn't have any particular feelings towards cum. But, she does love to make you cum and see your pussy get all wet and sensitive, so there's that <3
If you never squirted before, she will make sure to be the first to make you squirt and if that's not possible due to your anatomy and so on, she will just make sure that you cum as many times as possible :3
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
- She loves to have sex in front of a mirror. Either by fingering you and making you watch, fucking you in doggy, her sitting on a chair while you face the mirror and ride her strap while she plays with your boobs - she just loves to watch and make you watch yourself become a little mess <3
She is secretly a bit of a pervert. Given her powers as a memokeeper who isn't limited by space or physical forms, she sometimes sneaks in your room to watch you masturbate if she gets your permission to.., she may had a desire to do it a few times in the past without your permission, but let's not talk about it since she wouldn't cross a boundary
She also likes to get spanked :3
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
- Black Swan didn't have many partners, but her experience comes from her knowledge and active learning about your body. She knows what she is doing, although there are probably things you may be the first one to introduce to her such as certain kinks and toys, but other than that - she is pretty damn good at what she does :3
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
- She likes to be on top of you either through riding your strap, fucking you with a strap in missionary/mating press/your legs on her shoulders and so on, riding your face or simply fingering you while towering above you. She enjoys seeing your face and the position allows her to play with your tits, clit and access to your neck - depending on the exact position and her preference at the moment. She also likes scissoring and she likes to take the lead during it. When it comes to her being more submissive, she likes doggy & enjoys being flat on her tummy while you strap or finger her, it just feels good to her :3
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
- I think it depends on the nature of your relationship. Black Swan is quite serious during sex, but as you get more comfortable with each other, she can sneak in a few less serious moments and reactions :3
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
- I don't think she is fully shaven, probably has a small trail in the middle of her pelvic area, but it is light and thin, matching the color of her hair :)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
- She is quite intimate. She enjoys all the romantic aspects of having sex - slow kissing, praising, tender movements, expressing her feelings. It takes her a bit to get comfortable enough to be a more vulnerable version of herself, but once she reaches that state, she does enjoy a more romantic approach to sex from time to time :)
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
- Black Swan doesn't self-pleasure a lot...before she meets you. During a period before your relationship, she seems not to be able to keep her hands off of herself. You are constantly on her mind, not just your body, but everything about you. She finds herself needier and more impatient than usual, what a shame for a Memokeeper who needs to cut her duties short in order to indulge in such a "trivial" matter so often :( This makes her grow a bit "resentful" of you, so once you have sex together, she needs to make you pay for it, but in the most pleasurable way possible, don't worry
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
- Mirror sex, overstimulation, slight edging, being dominant, she likes getting her fingers sucked which she was surprised by even herself, marking, body worship, hate/angry sex is her thing for some reason. She doesn't have to really hate you, but she enjoys using sex to let out those negative emotions <3
As I mention being dominant, I want to add that she also likes being submissive. She is a switch with a preference for domming, but she has her moments where she just wants to submit to you <3
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
- She is quite simple, she likes to do it on the bed or floor if she has to. She isn't opposed to bathrooms, like showers and baths, but she prefers a more practical approach to sex :)
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
- As mentioned, usually when she can't have you is when she needs you the most. She will eagerly wait for you to return home so she can have her way with you. If you are somewhere together, there is a low chance she will pull you aside, but it does happen. She also gets turned on when you expose your back - she just wants to kiss them all over. Also, when you listen to her stories and show genuine interest in her knowledge. Something about that makes her want to pin you down and pleasure you for hours on the end ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
- She would never actually hurt you. She can be sadistic if she needs to be, sometimes even rougher, but she would never inflict long-term consequences on your body or be a part of some heavy pain play and torture. She dislikes torture, especially given her duties, even though memokeepers are encouraged to do anything in order to receive memories, last resort is to be tortureous, so...it sticks with her in other areas as well.
I also think collars aren't her thing, not that she hates them, but she just doesn't find a big interest in them. However, if you are into them, she isn't opposed to trying it out once just to check the waters, but it also isn't something she will actively seek and propose as an idea in the bedroom
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
- She likes to give and receive. If she had to choose, she would maybe enjoy receiving just a tiny bit more because it makes her feel wanted by you. But, for her it always changes. Some days she prefers to receive more, some days to give more. It's all okay with her.
She is quite skillful, but she tends to tease a lot before she actually lets you orgasm. However, once she does let you, she won't stop letting you for a long time :3 She gets pussydrunk very easily and she is not ashamed of it at all
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
- Both. She enjoys slow and sensual much more, but she also isn't opposed to rough and fast when she feels frustrated or angry. She just loves to take her time with you, to enjoy as she can be quite hedonistic when it comes to you. But then again, rough and fast pace aren't unfamiliar to her by any means, especially if you nicely ask her for it <3
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
- She isn't a huge fan of quickies because she wants to have her time with you. However, if it is absolutely necessary and neither of you can really hold it - she is perfectly fine with having a quickie. But, that never really fully satisfies her, so she prefers not to have them because it just feels like she is further teasing herself for no good reason at all :3 Patience is key, after all
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
- Hmm, Black Swan is 50/50. She isn't high on risking before she meets you, but she does get quite interested in experimenting with you. It may take her a bit to come out of her shell simply because she isn't used to long-term partners, but once she does, she is willing to try things as long as both of you are comfortable and consenting to such things :)
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
- As many as you need her to, quite literally :3 But, she usually prefers 2 hours to be a standard. There aren't really rounds with her, you may take a small break in-between, but nobody is really counting rounds since Black Swan is quite quick to continue after giving both of you a short break ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
- She loves toys, even though she was quite indifferent towards them before meeting you. Now, she enjoys straps, feathers, handcuffs, vibrators and dildos as they give her more choices and ways as to how to pleasure you :)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
- She likes to tease, as mentioned. Specifically during oral, her favorite thing is to miss all of your sensitive and needy spots as many times as possible until you beg her to do something to you or to touch those spots that you need. She likes to edge you from time to time, but she prefers overstimulation. She also likes to tease you while fucking you in front of a mirror, asking you all sorts of questions while you can barely speak and telling you that she will stop if you don't answer. She also likes to strip slowly for you while you are tied for the bed, just giving you a small sensual dance, yet taking her sweet time before she actually gives you some attention, making you watch her for as long as possible <3
She also likes to lightly slap your pussy a bit before she actually starts eating you out or fingering you as she finds herself enjoying you squirming from it <3
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
- She isn't too loud. Fair amount of moans and whimpers, but they are usually medium, even a bit lower in tone. Her voice is just silky and fairly calm, so are her moans :3 She gets louder only when she is about to cum, perhaps sneaking in a little sharper whine here and there :D
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
- She tends to revisit memories of you and her...a lot. She isn't big into technology as we know it, so her version of watching sex tapes would be sitting for hours in front of memory bubbles or extracting her own memories in a way in order to have a full image in front of her. She tends to do that quite a lot. Now, of course she also does it for more romantic and innocent moments between the two of you, but her own curiosity and neediness gets better of her a lot of times :3
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
- Well, her clothes pretty much show her figure. She has a classic hourglass figure - wider hips, slimmer waist and thicker thighs. She has back dimples. Her boobs are quite big, I can't really pinpoint the cup she wears, but they sit nicely, a bit lower. They are fuller below her nipples and her nipples are medium in size, usually flat unless she is aroused :3 She has a nice ass as well, it isn't too big, but it is nicely curving and soft <3
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
- Black Swan could swear that she used to have a very low sex drive before she met you. She would get horny rarely and it would usually pass quickly as she indulges in work, but ever since she has been with you, her drive spikes. Her drive is quite high now, making her even worry a bit sometimes. But, she is also very adaptable. So, if yours is lower, she will be able to adjust to that with a little bit of practice :)
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
- I don't think she goes to sleep afterwards since she has so many things to do. She will usually stay until you fall asleep and then continue her duties. However, on days and nights where she can squeeze in more personal time, she enjoys indulging in sleep with you. I think she would fall asleep fairly quickly, but don't mind her, she just feels safe and a bit tired from everything <3
#black swan x reader smut#black swan x reader#black swan smut#black swan x you#hsr imagines#hsr smut#hsr x reader smut#hsr x you#hsr x reader#hsr x y/n#female reader#hsr x female reader#muse's angel 💜#muse's writings
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Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader I'm sorry
Summary: after flirting with Raquel, Mami shows you what happens when you make her jealous
Warnings: smut, mdni, AFAB!Reader, teasing, wlw, bratty reader, spanking, strap-on, mommy kink, edging, handcuffs, angry sex, choking
I knew Rhea was mad, I knew Zoey he'd gotten on her nerves recently, I knew Damian calling himself the leader pissed her off, and I knew that flirting with Raquel would make her even angrier. My plan wasn't to piss her off for the hell of it, but if be lying if I said it wasn't fun.
As soon as we get back to our hotel room Rhea grabs me by the collar of my shirt and pins me to the wall, her muscular arms flexing as she does so. "You think you can flirt with my rival and not get punished" I look at the ground, knowing this is exactly what I wanted. "Answer me Y/N, you did this just to piss me off didn't you, you knew I'd get mad and punish you" I continue to look at my feet until she grabs my chin and moves my head to face her, and I know that making her wait will only make her angrier than she already is.
"I'm sorry mommy" I mumble, she laughs in my face at my timidness "Good for you, but that doesn't answer my question, we're you flirting with her solely to piss me off?" I don't respond, I don't know whether to lie or tell the truth, but Rhea has always been impatient. "You wanna disobey me without any consequences, your in for a rude awakening sweetheart" as she picks me up with ease and walks us to the hotel bed and sets me down surprisingly gently.
Rhea takes off my shirt and shorts, leaving me in my bra and panties. "God how are you already so wet, I've barely even touched you slut". She unclasps my bra and turns me to lay on my stomach on top of her legs. "remember slut, you asked for this" she says before spanking me roughly, making me cry out in surprise.
"Mommy pl-" My cries for mercy were cut off by another spanking, slightly harder than the last. "Mommy please, I'll be good I swear" I plead with Rhea, hoping she'll take it easy on me. "Oh please sweetheart, we both know that's a lie, and liars have to be punished," another spanking significantly harder than the last punctuates her sentence.
She picks me up and turns me to lie on my back. She peels off my panties and I gasp as the cool air of the hotel room hits my dripping-wet cunt. She laughs in my face as she moves to her bag and grabs the handcuffs. "Baby we both know I didn't wanna have to do this, but you left me no other choice." She fastens the handcuffs around my wrists, held above my head by the bedpost. Rhea walks away to her bag once again, grabs her strap, and begins to undress. She walks back to me, grabbing my face and kissing me as she, without warning, begins to insert her strap in my cunt.
"That's right, I wanna hear you scream my name baby, " she states as she roughly continues to pound into me, leaving me a moaning mess. "Fuck feels so good mommy!" She continues with her ruthless pace, and soon I feel the knot in my stomach tighten. "Mommy please I'm gonna-" Before I can finish my sentence she pulls out and gives me a devilish grin.
"Do you really think you deserve to cum after the stunt you pulled today, you think you were good enough to cum?" I cry out pathetically, feeling the need to cum overtake my dignity. Rhea continues to edge me until I'm crying. "if you didn't want this then why were you flirting with her, what can she give to you that I can't!" rhea raises her voice, something she doesn't do often with me. She moves her right hand dragging it up my body, cupping one of my boobs, but swiftly moving up to my throat to choke me.
Her left hand moves down to her strap to guide it to my hole. As she finally enters me I scream at the lack of time given to adjust to the size as she bottoms out inside me. Rhea begins to thrust inside me, her pace slightly slower than before, still fast enough to make me scream, however. Rhea smiles at me as my back arches, laughing as I pull at the handcuffs around my wrists.
"You wanna cum baby, I think I've teased you enough, go ahead baby you can cum" As she finishes her words I feel the knot in my stomach tighten until I finally cum. "What a good girl, such a good girl for me, are you okay, was I too rough?" I let out a sigh of relief as Rhea took the handcuffs off of me. "You weren't too rough Mommy," Rhea kisses me softly. She picked me up easily and carried me to the shower to wash off, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.
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"You want my chest to be like this?" Sophie asked her boyfriend, James, as he did some photos for her Instagram.
"Yes! Just like that.... I think you'd look incredible with a flat chest. I love seeing you press them down like that....."
"You're too much! So you love small boobs, like totally flat chested girls and you swiped right on me? A girl with a GG-Cup?"
"Why not? Your breasts can always be reduced, Sophie. Plus the way you smile when I talk about it tells me you're considering it."
"But we've only been going out a bit over a month! Don't you think this is a bit extreme.....? I have two million followers on Instagram and they totally love my big boobs..... If anything I'd want to go bigger."
"Come on, that's no fun! Imagine how riled up they'd get, especially if you taunted and teased them about getting a reduction."
"That does sound like fun, not gonna lie....."
"Come on, press them down flat, I'll take a few pics, you upload them and say something like 'Who wants to see me go this flat chested?' I bet you'll be surprised how many guys want to see you lose those fat breasts of yours."
Sophie bit her lip, doing as James asked, pressing them down as far as they would go, proudly sticking out her 'flat' chest, smiling. James took the pics and handed Sophie her phone. She uploaded them, watching to see if anybody would even bother reading what she wrote in the description. James told her to wait a few minutes, so Sophie did what any good girlfriend would do and sucked him off, letting him face fuck her as they waited. A couple minutes later she refreshed, skimming through the comments as he pounded her throat, puke now on her breasts, a string of it hanging from her chin as she eagerly let him continue to pound away, eager to satisfy his urges.
Her eyes lit up as he kept going, coughing up yet more of her lunch, dressing her boobs with this mess he loved to parade her around wearing, and she more than happily wore..... She smiled as he pounded like crazy, reading the comments. Two thirds were positive, mostly men telling her to chop off her boobs, to please record the surgery live, to go as flat as possible. The other third called her a useless slut or an idiot for doing this, that her boobs were the only thing that mattered about her.
James stopped, his cock still lodged down her throat. "Well?" he asked.
Sophie tried to speak but gagged another big strand of puke down her chin. So she eagerly nodded.
"I take it that means you plan on getting your big fat titties chopped off?"
She nodded even more enthusiastically.
James grabbed Sophie's pigtails and face fucked her super hard, finally cumming down her throat after another minute, pulling out as she gasped for air, covered in sweat, vomit, and drool. He slapped her face a few times in quick succession as she winced. "Now then, what say you and I celebrate you becoming flat chested, my new favorite pet? I was thinking a nice, sleazy bar to show you off in, and maybe if you're lucky I'll let you get fucked by a few bikers again."
She cough up a bit more and smiled. "Sounds perfect! Thank you so much for treating me so well! Let's find a surgeon who will make me flat chested as soon as possible! I can't wait to see myself with almost no boobs..... and I can't wait to see how crazy it drives you." She giggled as he took her hand, walking her out the door in just her panties, barefoot, her huge breasts, soon to be flattened, bounced like crazy, covered in puke, exposed for everyone to see.....
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Could I pretty please ask for any Haru stuff you found? 🥺 I've been afflicted with the Haru simp disease and only information/content of him can cure me 🛐
HARU'S CHANGED MY FEELINGS ON HIM not that i disliked him at all before but like. . .you know how he acts like the team mom? His voicelines make this worse. I thought he was more like a meddlesome but chill guy with a lot of energy. The truth is this poor man is a single mother with two unruly kids, a house full of animals, and VIRTUALLY NO HELP BESIDES YOU. No wonder he drinks nearly every fucking night. I get why Jabberwock doesn't have ordinary students but jesus christ please get some helpers in here. My man is overworked.
I ended up putting almost all of them in because. . .he is struggling poor boy.
Affinity 4:
"Towa's off to that hill again? I was gonna ask him to hold down the fort...
Guess I'll have to stay put tonight."
Affinity 5:
"Am I tired? Nah, don't worry, if there's two things I have confidence in it's my stamina and my bad luck!"
Affinity 6:
"The Sinostra folks are causing a kerfuffle again...
I don't need any of that! You should take care not to get dragged into their mess too, you hear?"
Affinity 7:
"You wanna know how to get the animals to like you? You just gotta show how much you love them, like this—
Ow! Don't bite me, Peekaboo!"
Affinity 8:
"None of our critters have warmed to Ren at all, even though he spends all day with them... Guess that handsome face only works on humans."
Affinity 11:
"I went to wake that sleepyhead Ren up this morning, but it was like he couldn't see me even though he was looking straight at me.
Reckon his eyesight's bad?"
Affinity 12:
"Course I eat, don't worry about that! Just earlier I pinched some of Peekaboo's veggies when I was making his lunch and had them with a piece of bread!"
Please eat food. . . .
Affinity 13:
"So much to do... Gotta take in the washing and get the shopping done...
Argh! There's not enough hours in the day!"
Affinity 14:
"This? It's an energy drink. Don't feel like the day's started till I have one.
(gulp) (gulp) Pwaaah!"
PLEASE EAT FOOD. . . . . . . . .
Affinity 15:
"Ah man, there's soap all over the walls again! You're so good at playing with the animals Towa, if you could just learn how to clean up after you'd get full marks..."
Towa i love you but please help your mother boyfriend captain. . . .
Affinity 16:
"Ah! I can't do dogs! How'd you get in here?! Towa!! Come here!! No!! Don't bite me!!"
He is terrified of dogs????? Towa absolutely electrocuted the shit out of that dog. Rip in pieces. That dog truly fucked around and found out. It will never go in the dorm again.
Affinity 18:
"You reckon I look like an acrobat when I'm using my stigma?
Gahaha! Maybe I'll practice balancing on a ball then!"
Baby no you are not a clown please what if you break something again--
Affinity 19:
"...(gasp) Crap, I fell asleep...
Did you put this blanket on me? Cheers... Maybe I'll grab a few more minutes..."
Affinity 20:
"I swore I'd take responsibility for protecting all the lives in this park. I can't let anyone die on my watch."
Affinity 21:
"I don't know where I'd be without all the critters in this place if I'm honest with you.
Well, gotta be my animal magnetism that's keeping them here anyway! Gahaha!"
Affinity 22:
"Hm? There's some critters whose nails were getting dangerously long so I was giving them a clip.
Come here, I'll do yours too if you want!"
Affinity 23:
"Oh, off for a cheeky night out? Gahaha!
I know a good place, want me to take you?"
Affinity 24:
"A soft bed to lie down in and someone to chat with till I drift off... I'm really living the high life here."
He's a simple man. . .it's easy to imagine him holding your hand here while he dozes off. . . .
Spring:
"Bucket, check. Trowel, check.
Me and Towa are heading to the mountains to pick some veggies. You wanna come?"
Summer:
"It's hot so I invited Ren to go fishing, but his face screwed up like a prune and he yelled at me.
What's he got against fish?"
Probably the same thing you have against dogs. . . .
"Lotta bugs around this time of year... But they're important for the food chain, so I've gotta take care of them...
Argh!! Give it a rest with the buzzing!"
Autumn:
"Hey, nice timing! I'm about to make a fire with the dead leaves I collected so I can bake some potatoes, take a seat!"
"I like the Jabberwock uniforms. They're made out of high-performance fabric that keeps you warm when it's cold out and safe when you're handling venomous critters!"
"The hibernation squad's gonna start eating us out of house and home this month... The food bill's gonna be rough...
Eeek!"
"You reckon that's a rabbit on the moon? No way, it's a toad!
C'mon, look closer!"
Winter:
"Rounds are quicker in winter since some of the critters hibernate. Makes things a little easie—
Why's the kitchen on fire?!"
"Nice and toasty...
Hm? I'm talking about Peekaboo! He's better than a hot water bottle in this weather!"
Haru putting Peekaboo on your tummy when you're having cramps or just in pain in general is a cute mental image, especially since Peekaboo likes you lol
"It's cold outside so some of the critters have been sneaking into our rooms at night.
You heard Ren scream just now, right?"
Haru's birthday(September 20th):
"It's my birthday?! Oops, totally slipped my mind...
Thanks for remembering!"
New Years:
"Happy New Year!
How'd I ring it in? I was milking the cow and when I looked up I'd totally missed the first sunrise! Gahaha!"
April Fool's Day:
"Can you believe this? Ren got up early, and Towa fed everyone for me!
...Tried to make a joke for April Fools but it just made me feel empty inside..."
Day or more(?) without logging in:
"Phew, that's a relief... I was worried one of ours ate you...
Glad to see you back."
Once again. . .an absolute sweetheart. And a single mother who is desperately in need of some help around the house. That April Fool's line really got me lolol poor guy. All of his have a lot of energy to them so i feel like i posted more than Haku, who's kind of a more low key guy lol. . . .
#haru sagara#tokyo debunker#tokyo debunker spoilers#datamining cw#danie yells with anons#danie yells at tokyo debunker#danie yells answers#oops it's midnight gotta finish dailies before it's too late
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Lee alastor ler vox mabye?
Any scenario, up to you 🤭
Hmmm, I would love to do Radiostatic... But- I know how much you heathens prefer RadioSilence... So. Enemies it is
Weaknesses
Lee!Alastor, Ler!Vox
Well shit... To say things escalated quickly was an understatement. The two barely glanced at eachither before the chaos broke out.
Alastor was in the V tower now, fighting with his nemesis. Vox had surprisingly gotten way better at fighting... (Probably because he watched the fight...)
"I must say, old friend, you're not as pathetic as you used to be!" The radio demon says with his signature perma-grin. He was actually kind of tired...
"The only pathetic thing here is you! You've gotten slow, old man" The media demon says with a smirk as he managed to knock Alastors microphone across the room and pin the radio demon down.
"Fuck-"
"Not gonna lie... Never thought I'd get this far-" Vox says as he uses his cables to tie down Alastor. His hands accidentally brushing against the Deers side and he froze as he watched the demon tense and flinch.
"Why are you looking at me like that-? DON'T-" The demon squealed when he felt his enemy squeeze his sides.
"No fucking shot! You're ticklish, Al? Holy shit, this is good!" The media demon says with a smile as he attacks the deers sides and tummy.
"Nahahaha! Cease thihis ahat ohohonce! Ohor Ihill-"
"You'll what? Giggle? Squeal and laugh yourself silly?~ Yeah, you're not so scary like this, pal, hat to tell ya"
Vox moved his hands up to attack Alastors ribs, which caused the deer demon to suddenly bleat out like a fawn, which made Vox stop in surprise.
"Ho-ly SHIT! That was fucking adorable! I didn't think I'd ever say that about you but it's true!"
"Shuhut ihit..."
"Hmm, nah. I wanna hear that again!"
Vox continued his attack, tickling anywhere and everywhere he could and damn was he enjoying this! He made one of the most powerful overlord become a weak giggly mess under his hands... And it was really cute.
Eventually, Vox decided to have mercy. He may hate this guy, but he has some morals. He stood up and watched the radio demon melt into a puddle of breathy giggles.
But all too soon, Vox felt the tendrils wrap around his wrists and ankles. He squeaked as he was lifted into the air, looking down at the angry and mischievous Alastor, who was ready for revenge.
"Oh, shit-.."
"Oh, shit, indeed, old pal~"
Let's just say... The sound of laughter did not end for a good while that day.
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Hey, do you have any Phil & Charlie hcs or perhaps Phil & Foolish?
I'm having such a struggle picking which fucking one to do bc on one hand Foolish probably has more material to work with but on the other I've seen Phil and Charlie interact so much (but like outside of qsmp) that I'd have a way better idea of their dynamic. Charlie Slimecicle log on qsmp more often you talented fuck.
Anyway we're gonna attempt some Phil/Foolish ones. I think they're called Immortals or some shit?? Idr.
qPhil headcanons masterlist
Phil had no fucking clue what Foolish's deal was prior to being paired with him on Bolas. He knew he was a goofy happy-go-lucky and talented guy that?? Maybe had allegiances with the Feds?? Hard to tell?? He thought it was a bit tbh. But Purgatory opened Phil's eyes up and he learned that yeah, he's kinda right to a degree. But there are still layers to Foolish despite how Just Vibing he is.
And holy shit can he TELL Foolish has the capacity to be terrifying. You're telling me an immortal shark-totem hybrid doesn't have the ability to kill a motherfucker violently??? NAH. Phil can tell if enough of the right buttons are pushed, Foolish would snap and tear a bitch to shreds. Likely for Leo.
Phil's not entirely sure he can trust Foolish bc he's so unclear about where his loyalties lie, but Phil CAN tell that Foolish keeps it that way for a reason, and Phil thinks it's smart. Despite not entirely trusting him, he believes Foolish wouldn't like. Sell out his friends for a corn chip, yknow?
Now when you take all the serious out of these two though, THEN it gets interesting. Foolish is one of the islanders that has the easiest time getting Phil to let loose. It's just contagious, Foolish is too silly.
At the same time Phil looks at him and is just like ???? How the fuck does he smile through the horrors like that ???? Like clearly he's aware Situations suck and he's anxious like anyone else so how does he have the willpower to be silly and chill???? Phil envies it. He's too full of anxiety. Survivalist's curse.
Foolish's laugh is pure serotonin to Phil. And kryptonite, Foolish's laugh makes Phil laugh. He can't help it. Motherfucker sounds like a window washer squeegee thing when he's dying.
They have 2 very different flavors of immortality to me and while I don't know how a conversation about it would go bc Foolish is so casual and Phil is so? Not secretive but like. Not nonchalant about it? There's still something there that the ccs should cook on. I'm begging them to, in fact.
Also something about how one of them has deep ties to the air and the other technically has deep ties to the sea. Something about that. Especially when used in like, a serious situation. Like spying on the Federation or some shit. Do you see my vision. Using their inborn abilities to their advantage while in collaboration with each other for the sake of them and their friends. Do you see it.
Phil: Gifting shed feathers to trusted loved ones 🤝🏻 Foolish: Gifting lost shark teeth to trusted loved ones
I don't headcanon Phil as a short king like the entire rest of the fandom apparently does but obviously Foolish is fucking enormous compared to 99% of people, Phil included. If Phil could fly he'd spitefully hover just a little higher than Foolish's full height just to mess with him.
FUCKING. TALENTED BIG BUILDS DUO. SHAKING THEM BY THE SHOULDERS WHEN WILL THEY COLLAB. (The kids beg for this often)
Foolish has no idea if he's some kinda deity or if he's just immortal with some kinda weird totem roots and it drives Phil insane bc the hardcore deities have such a different energy than him yet you're telling him (maybe) both are divinity??
Speaking of the hardcore deities, Phil desperately wants to introduce Foolish to the Ocean Overlord bc they're (maybe) both himbo gods with some sort of tie to the ocean that are just vibing their asses off. (Oh my god wait I'm cooking on that idea. Doozers let's cook together on this).
Phil is jealous that Foolish can still swim, the thing he's deeply connected to (esp with those cosmetic fins he has) but he can't fly, the thing he's deeply connected to. But really it's just that Foolish is lucky bc the Federation would have to horrifically butcher him more or less in order to take away his ability to swim properly. Phil's easier to forcibly contain.
Believe it or not, if a situation arose where it was necessary, Phil would pick Foolish for his team (again) in a heartbeat. He may not be as passionate about fighting as Etoiles, or as ruthless as Fit, but hes powerful nonetheless, a trusted friend, has been in that situation with Phil before, and is a beacon of positivity; excellent for morale. Silly disposition and weird alliances aside, Foolish is an invaluable addition to a team from an objective perspective.
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"I had chosen our names, by the way," Stede says.
Ed, who has been rather enjoying floating on the edge of wakefulness in the glow of the early Caribbean sun, burrows a little deeper into the crook under Stede's chin.
"You what?"
"I'd chosen our names," Stede repeats. "For our new life. Like you asked."
There's enough distance now between this moment right here and that night on the beach that it doesn't feel like pressing on an open wound anymore. It's been healing, though there are a few bits of shrapnel still left underneath. Stede's soft lavender-scented skin against his helps with that, though.
"Oh yeah? And who would we have been in our alternate lives in China then?"
There's a beat of silence, and then: "John and William."
Ed snorts. "John and William? Pretty sure I told you to pick something cool. Those are not cool names, Mr Bonnet."
"Well, I was going for elusiveness," Stede says, affronted. "Would you have rather been… I don't know, Robert Incognito?"
Ed's propped up on his elbow now, smiling down at the slight pout on Stede's face, the sunrise-gold of his hair, and fuck he never tires of waking up to this.
"Better," he says. "Come on, something big!"
Stede purses his lips. "Mmm… Sir George Monatgue-FitzGerald."
Ed laughs. "God that's terrible, I love it."
"Fifth Duke of Berkshire," Stede continues, smiling.
"Jesus, it got worse."
"Second Earl of Granville."
"Just awful."
"Of His Majesty's Most Honourable Privy Council."
"The fuck does that even mean?"
"...the third."
Ed buries his face into Stede's shoulder. "There's three of us? Fucking hell."
Stede plants a kiss into the crown of Ed's head. "That more along the lines of what you wanted?"
Ed lifts his head to kiss Stede on the lips, all soft and fuzzy round the edges from sleep. "Something like that," he says against Stede's mouth.
They spend the next short while like that, sleep-warm kisses in a tangle of legs and silk sheets, until Ed pulls back to look at Stede properly.
"So. What were you really thinking?"
Stede gives that stupid little half smirk he does when he thinks he's being coy.
"Ah, it's stupid."
Ed smiles and tenderly clasps one of Stede's hands between his own.
"I'm sure it is," he says. "Which is why I'm gonna need to hear it."
After a second or two of perfunctory resistance, Stede sighs.
"Edward and Gaveston."
"Edward?! Fuck, Stede, I think we were better off with John and William."
"No, not you Edward," Stede says, rolling his eyes. "King Edward. The second. It's… it's a play."
Stede is looking away now, and Ed suddenly feels like he's holding a wisp of smoke.
"Gaveston is not of noble birth, but wins the King's heart and is given titles and land and all sorts. The King's advisors aren't too happy about it and urge him to exile Gaveston. One nobleman asks him, 'why should you love him, whom the world hates so?' And Edward simply replies, 'because he loves me more than all the world.'"
The words settle achingly in Ed's chest, like a stone, and god Stede is always doing this, just saying things that flay him open and leave him for dead.
"I guess I had hoped to be that brave," Stede says, eyes shining, "to stand by the man I love."
Ed gathers him in close, breathes into the tangled mess of his hair.
"Hey it's alright," he says, and he means it, really means it. "You made it."
There's a sniffle in reply. "I suppose so."
"It's for the best really. There is no fucking way I would have called you Edward."
Stede laughs, a somewhat watery sound, and they're kissing again, bright and sweet and joyful. Soon they'll be called up on deck to give orders and make decisions - to be captains - but for now, Ed is happy to lie here in the sun, next to the man he loves more than all the world.
#my fics#our flag means death#ofmd#ofmd fanfic#blackbonnet#stede bonnet#blackbeard#dont mind me just writing gay pirate ficlets as a coping mechanism
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hi, brooke here! <3
could i request ace helping the reader, who is having a migraine? I'm currently struggling with one myself and that would be much comfort!
feel free to be as creative as you'd like 🐝✨
not gonna lie I didn't see this ask till yesterday sorry about not replying sooner. and as some one who deals with chronic migraines, I'm sorry you've been going through it. I hope they have been getting better and I hope you enjoy the story.
Word count 1.3k
trigger warnings: Migraine, cussing, mentions of panic attacks
A Migraine
I could feel it since this morning. Just a dull ache in the back of my head. I knew it was only a matter of time before a migraine decided to strike me. I managed to get through my normal daily chores before my vision began to blur. The only reason id been able to complete my chores was because it was all muscle memory. If id had to put any real thought into it I'd be more than a little lost. I couldn't focus on anything and my thoughts were flowing like syrup through frozen pipes.
I stepped away from the laundry and closed my eyes. Yeah even with the excessive amounts of ibuprofen and acetaminophen I had taken I needed to go lay down. I turned to Banshee, she had been the only other female on the spades with me. After Pops just kinda claimed Ace as one of his we followed Ace to the whitebeard pirates. “I'm sorry to leave you when we still have work to do but if I don't go lay down I think my brain might selfdistrict.”
Banshee turned to me, “Sweetheart it's not a problem. You've looked like shit all morning I was wondering when you'd tap out.” she smiled at me. “But didn't think asking why you look like a walking corpse would help nun.” we’d been crew members for years, she knew my struggles with migraines. “Plus it's not like this is a hangover and you did it to yourself,” she added.
“Yeah nope, definitely not a hangover, and by god I feel like one.” I gave her a pathetic smile, “But still, I owe you one.” I turned to walk to the door my hand on the wall as I walked. My head was spinning. Though I knew could handle a little tumble I didn't see the need to worry the crew.
“Don't worry about it. And do you want me to walk you back to your dorm? How steady are you on your feet?” she asked in a motherly tone.
“I'll be fine But thanks Banshee.” I waved her by as I left the room. I didn't need to take her away from the work that was left.
I picked my way threw the ship trying to avoid the louder parts. Sadly my room was right next to the mess hall, no matter what time it was the mess hall was always packed full and loud enough to make the floor boards of the ship shake. I winced knowing I'd have to walk past the mess hall's doors to get to my room. The noise would be loud enough to take my balance completely away and my vision would be fucked. I braced myself for a moment, checking one last time if the way was clear before, closing my eyes, and rushing to pass the doors.
I slammed straight into someone. Someone who was much steadier on their feet. Before I was sent to the floor a set of hands grabbed my shoulders and stopped me from falling. “You ok?” Ace called over the noise of the mess hall. His grip on my shoulders was firm but not harsh.
My hands came to cling onto his arms. The noise was overwhelming, like I'd thought My balance was gone and my vision went with it. I couldn't quite manage to speak so I just shook my head no. I wasn't hurt but I definitely wasn't ok.
Ace pulled me over to my room’s door. Helping me inside, “Is this a panic attack or a migraine?” he asked in a soft calming voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't help but smile at the question. Seeing as my head was a box of fucked up, and either were possible (plus both could take my speech away) it was a reasonable question.
I took a moment to take a deep breath and take in the quiet of my room, “Migraine.” I croaked out. With the blare of the mess hall gone some of my brain power was coming back.
“Have you taken anything for it?” he asked sounding slightly relieved. I don't blame him. Migraines were easier to deal with than panic attacks. He helped me over to my bed helping me sit down.
“More than Marco would be happy with,” I joked, giving him a smile hoping it would calm him down slightly. I could feel the way his heart was racing well he was holding me. Ace was good at keeping a calm face when he was panicked, but his heart always gave him away. With his tough exterior, it might surprise people how much of a softy he is when it comes to his crew. He feels helpless and panicky when the people he cares about are hurt.
“Ok since I'm not a doctor I won't scold you for that,” he sighed but I could hear the smile in his voice. He was calming down now that he knew what was wrong and how to help, “how about water?” he asked walking over to my curtains and drawing them close.
“I could use a glass.” I shifted from sitting on my bed to lying down. If it were anyone else I might have just said I was fine, but with Ace I couldn't. With ace, I knew he’d feel better if he was helping.
“Well then ill be back.” he paused at the doorway looking over his shoulder, “Have you eaten?” he asked.
“Yes I have,” I answered my voice muffled, I had a pillow over my face to block out more light. Not that I was looking but I could feel the questioning look he was giving me, “I had breakfast. Eggs, bacon, and orange juice… not lying, promises.” I grumbled.
“Just checking.” he chuckled, and then I heard the door open and close. A few moments later I heard the door open again. Then there were footsteps crossing my room and someone sitting down on the edge of my bed. “You gonna sit up or just spill water all over yourself?” Ace asked in a slightly teasing tone.
“Sit up,” I mumbled sitting up and leaning my head against one of his shoulders.
“Good.” he brought a cup of water to my lips. He let me grab hold of the water cup before letting go. If I was feeling less shitty I might have enjoyed how close he was to me. He waited for me to finish drinking the water before asking, “You want heat or ice on the back of your neck?”
“Heat.” some heat on the back of my neck would definitely help. It would soothe my shoulders and hopefully convince my brain to calm down some. I wondered if he'd grabbed both an ice pack and a hot water bottle.
“You got it sunshine,” I could hear mischief in his voice but I wasn't sure why. Ace wasn't the type to mess with someone if they weren’t in good shape. Before I could ask what he had up his sleeve he was lying down in my bed with me, his arm my new pillow.
For a moment I just froze then I decided, fuck it. I shifted slightly to get comfortable. I was about to bitch that his arm wasn't going to be hot enough when I realized it was. “Guess this is one way to use your devil fruit.” I hummed.
“You want me to get you something else?” he asked in a soft hum. I could feel the hum reverberate in his chest, it was a pleasant sensation.
“Think you can stay here for a while?” I asked almost meekly. If I was being honest with myself it felt really nice to be cuddled up to Ace.
“Yeah I can stay here as long as you need me to,” he replied snuggling into me a little bit.
“Then no I don't want something else,” I closed my eyes, ready for a nap.
“You got it,” Ace answered letting me fall asleep on his arm.
#one piece#one piece x reader#one piece x y/n#one piece x you#x reader#x y/n#comfort#one piece fanfiction#x you#portgas ace x reader#portgas d ace#portgas ace x you#portgas d. ace x Y/n#ace x reader#ace x y/n#ace x you#migraine#migraine comfort
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Okay fuck it. I think scrolling for hours today is enough DJFKGKFK I'll just log back out. I wanna focus my energy on more positive things
Im so gonna log back in the minute my friend sends me another tweet but HDKGKGKD no. I will do my best. He's not worth our time man.
Okay one more tiny rant about him and then I promise I'll stop I just OOOHHMYGODHFJGKG HE JUST. I had so much hope. That. He would reply and it wouldn't fix things, I wouldn't go back to watching him or anything but at the very least I could get closure that like? Maybe his closer friends would be able to heal and move on? Idk if that's parasocial or whatever but he was such a big role model for me the past few years I really had hope that at least some parts of it were real, you know? And instead we just find out that he not only did these shitty things but didn't fucking learn and did it to other people too and??? It's really really upsetting that he created this safe space, this community of people who were all so lovely while just being. Fake. The whole time. And he doesn't even have the gull to properly apologise and I just??#?# idk what to do with my emotions LMFAO I'd finally started to feel better and like move on but now today I'm just angry again grgrgfhfjdkdk and I totally get that like him being a complete dickhead is easier in a lot of ways bc there's no. Doubting it. Or anything. Like there's no redeeming him. And we can get closure from that. But fuckkk it hurts so badly and the tl is a mess of ppl being like "well this person would never do me wrong" and then ppl being like "fuck every YouTuber ever actually. We can't ever be sure we know them" and LIKE!$?_?$?
Dude I am so conflicted on so many levels rn I feel like my entire world has just been yeeted into the sun LMFAODKFKFKFK
Anyways. Anyways. Thank you bee. Ur tumblr is the only account w a brain rn fr lmfaodjfkfkfks
I get it, I'm fucking furious at him. he had a chance to at least own up to what he did. I wouldn't have gone back to consuming his content, but I could be somewhat at peace knowing he was taking steps towards being better.
I don't want to think it was all a lie, because abusers aren't all completely evil people. the thing is, wilbur is human. a very shitty human, but human nonetheless. and we can't know for sure how healthy or unhealthy every relationship in his life has ever been and I think overanalyzing that or trying to figure out what was fake and what was real isn't really our business or worth our time. wilbur is a guy who has hurt a lot of people, but also refuses to recognize the hurt he's caused. that's it.
I do hate the dichotomy I'm seeing between people trying to prop up their own favorite white boys on a pedestal because apparently people never learn, but also going out and saying every content creator is inherently evil and we shouldn't trust any of them. these people are human. they're all going to fuck up at some point, some worse than others. and sometimes they'll fuck up in a way that they can move past and we can forgive them for, and other times they'll fuck up in a way that shows they shouldn't have the platform they have. they're not all terrible, and they're not all perfect. that's what we should be keeping in mind for the future.
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An Americano Please PT. 6
Words: 1400
Y/N's POV:
Not gonna lie, I'm kind of nervous to meet Jenna's friends. What if I fuck up? What if I'm accidentally a little rude? Or what if they all around don't like me?
God I sound like a teenager meeting their partner's parents for the first time.
I really enjoy spending time with Jenna, though, and I don't want her friends not liking me to mess that up.
My phone pings with a text from Nessa.
Nessa😝
Girl, pull your shit together and get your
ass into that pizza shop. No I'm not stalking
you, I just know you well enough by now.
OK fine.
I timidly step into the store, the warm scent of baking pizza wafting around me.
"Y/N, over here!" I can hear Jenna exclaim, waving me over to her table. She's sitting with a few other people.
"These are my castmates, Emma, Joy, Georgie, and Hunter. Castmates, this is Y/N," Jenna excitedly introduces us.
"Hi, nice to meet you guys," I smile, waving stupidly.
"Nice to meet you too," Joy says kindly, "Jenna's told us to much about you."
I can see Jenna hide her face from me a little.
"Oh really, what's she said?" I ask innocently.
"Just how pretty, funny and kind-" Emma starts.
"Hey, have you guys seen that new baking show with the engineers?" Jenna interrupts. Darn it, I really wanted to know where Emma was going with that.
"No, none of us have the time to do that," Georgie laughs, "I'm surprised you do, honestly."
"No I watched it before we got here," she says quickly.
"So," Hunter starts, immediately way better at changing the subject, "What are some cool sites around Romania I should check out. I have a lot more free time on my hands with this show because I don't have to learn new hobbies, so I wanna get to know the area."
"Oh, well Jenna can tell you I'm an amazing tour guide," I start, "You have got to go to Bran castle, after all, it's said to be the home of Dracula. In reality, it was just a castle that Vlad Dracul once went to, but Bran Castle is the place Bram Stoker based Dracula's castle off of. So that makes it pretty cool."
"That's so cool, I'll have to take Naomi with me," he grins, "thanks for the recommendation."
"Oh yeah, perfect for her because you know, who she plays," Emma winks, "Sorry, we can't share a lot of details with cast outsiders," she says sadly.
"We'd love to share more, but we're under legal agreements," Joy adds.
"I totally get it," I say, feeling the slightest bit left out, but otherwise enjoying myself.
"Hey, so what's the deal with queer acceptance around here?" Hunter asks quietly, "because I want to propose to my boyfriend when he comes to visit in a few months but I don't know how publicly I can do that."
"Oh my god you're gonna propose?!" everyone at the table shrieks, all congratulating him individually.
"I'd like to, but I just need to know from a local," he says, looking to me.
"So, people do have the right to discriminate against you for being queer, and you certainly can't do the actual wedding here, but most people in Busteni aren't that homophobic. And I'm a queer person, so I'd say I'm a pretty good source," I tell him, "I'd say the worst outcome is if it's in front of tourists, because you never know what they'll do."
"Thank you so much," he tells me, "you're awesome."
"Glad I can help," I say happily. So at least one of her friends likes me.
"So, Y/N, how long have you lived in Romania?" Joy asks.
"About three years now," I answer truthfully.
"Wow, so you came at sixteen?"
"Yeah," I say, eager to change the subject, "so how are you guys liking Romania so far?"
"People can definitely tell we're not from here," Emma giggles, "I mean, not speaking Romanian is a dead giveaway."
"Yeah, we're pretty good at being able to tell just from the language you speak," I laugh, "I only get away with it because I grew up speaking it."
"Woah, so you grew up bilingual?" Emma questions.
"Yeah, my mom grew up in Romania and my dad went to college here, so they both would speak it with me when I was a kid," I explain.
"Oh that's cool."
The rest of the night goes pretty similarly, all of us getting to know one another. I learn that Jenna used to autopsy little animals like the true Wednesday she is, which I found hilarious. I learned that Emma had to go to a werewolf bootcamp to get better at stunts. They were all such interesting people.
By the end of the night I think they actually might not hate me! Success.
"Hey, Y/N, can I walk you home?" Jenna asks.
"Sure," I smile. The rest of the group exchange looks, and file out of the pizza shop.
"I think my friends like you," she tells me as we get up from out seats.
"You do?" I say, surprised.
"Yeah, they wouldn't have talked to you as much as they did if they didn't."
"Well in any case, I'm glad they're okay with me," I laugh.
"Yeah, me too," she smiles brightly, wrapping an arm around my waist and leaning her head on the side of my arm as we walk down the street. It's fully dark out, and the only thing lighting the street up are the old gas powered street lamps. Oh my god I hope she can't see my blush. She's so adorable.
"I was so worried they were gonna hate me," I confess after a few minutes of silence.
"Why would they do that?" she asks, "you're a lovely person." Hearing her say that melts my heart. She thinks I'm a lovely person!
"I'm glad you think that, but I don't think everyone shares that opinion."
"Well they're stupid, but in any case, thank you for coming to dinner with me tonight. My friends really wanted to meet you."
"Yeah, I bet it's because you told them how pretty funny and kind I was," I tease her. I can just barely see the blush on her face under the soft glow of the street lamps.
"I can't believe she told you I said that," she shakes her head.
"Oh so you did say it," I inquire.
"I'd be lying if I said I didn't," she confesses. Wow, I can't believe she really thinks all that about me.
"Well what else did you tell them?"
"You know, the usual stuff."
"Such as?"
"W-well you know, the things you tell your friends when you like someone," she starts, "like what we say to each other, or the jokes we have. Or what we do when we hang out. You know, that stuff." Oh my god, she likes me. Like, likes me likes me,
"So you like me?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Of course I like you!" she all but shouts, "your sense of humor is amazing, you're beautiful, you don't judge me for anything I say or do, and you always want to hear what I have to say." Well what do I even say to that? Saying I like you too feels cheesy and like something a child would say.
We've come to a stop now, right outside my apartment. We're only inches apart, her beautiful brown eyes glistening in the light.
"Please say something, Y/N," she says quietly.
"Can I kiss you?" I ask softly. She exhales in relief before nodding intently.
I cup her cheek, bringing our lips together. It feels like fireworks are going off with my stomach. She wraps her arms around my waist. I never realized kissing someone could feel this right. I can taste the tropical chapstick on her soft lips, and smell her subtle perfume.
What feels like both an eternity or also less than a second later, we pull away, both smiling.
"So I'll see ya for coffee tomorrow?" she asks.
"You can count on it," I smile. She pulls me into an embrace, burying her head in my shoulder. We stay like that peacefully for a minute, swaying in the wind.
"I have an early start tomorrow, so I should get home now," she tells me.
"Aww okay. I understand. Well, good night gorgeous," I quickly lean down to kiss her again. Her smile widens.
"Good night, Y/N/N," she blows me a kiss before walking off.
Wow. What a night.
A/N: I know Y/N is supposed to be mostly customizable, but I swear the thing with the parents WILL make sense later! love u guys, hope you enjoyed the chapter:)
Random Notes:
- I'm not making up that the lipstick jenna used on the set of Wednesday was in fact made from tropical fruit.
- Eidolon is actually a real pizza place in Busteni.
- I spent HOURS on the tour chapter learning about places in Busteni. Finding the places on SnapMap, reading their reviews, and cross referencing the information. I also spent a while learning about Romanian geography. Romanians, I'm so sorry if I'm not doing your country the justice it deserves.
- A lot of the laws around queer people in Romania are less than progressive, but being queer in itself is legal.
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