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Depraved Series
Tzuyu Arc Chapter 1-1: Destruction
It was another hectic day for Twice's Maknae, Chou Tzuyu. Her week was full of fashion shoots, radio interviews, and live stages that the only time she had for eating was the car rides in between gigs.
It was all part of the idol package though - she understood that. What she didnt understand was why JYPE couldn't plan it so that the members schedules would at least align with each other.
She rolled her eyes, annoyance seeping out as she ate the last roll of her kimbap.
'As usual, the company sucks in international promotions, specially here in the US. Ugh, why do I have to go do this interview alone?'
A few minutes pass, and their van stops in front of a huge mansion. Her manager hurriedly opens the car door for her, ushering her to the door in quick frantic steps.
"Mian Chewy-ah, I'm running a bit late, I still have to pick up Sana and Chaeyoung for their shoot. Ugh, why did JYPE send only 3 managers for you guys? They really suck at promoting you guys here huh?"
She could only look at the haggard manager in sympathy, as she beckons him to return to the car.
"Mian Oppa. You go on ahead, I'll be fine on my own here. I'll just text you when I'm done with the shoot, okay?"
The manager shot her an appreciative smile. "Always the angel... Thanks Chewy-ah! I'll be sure to pick you up with some snacks later. Have fun with the shoot kay? Fighting!"
She watched as her tired af manager drove the van away in record speed. 'Uwah, JYP owes the manager-nims some serious vacation time after this.'
She looks back at the huge door of the mansion and steels herself.
'Okay, Tzuyu. Fighting!'
She schools her features into the ideal idol look as she presses the doorbell.
Ding Dong~ ><
A few seconds pass by, and she briefly considers pressing it again when suddenly, a muscular black man opens the door. She smiles innocently as she bows to greet him as best she can with her limited English skills.
"Hello! I'm Chou Tzuyu, and I'm here for the interview! Its nice to meet you."
The man shot her with a confused look, but let her inside nonetheless. He took her to a huge white room with a black couch, several cameras set up all over the room.
"Please wait here Ms. I'll just go get Rico."
She couldn't really understand much, but she smiled nonetheless and took a seat on the black couch.
'Huh, they have a really plain studio. Just a black couch, a white backdrop and an office table. I hope they know how to speak Korean... Or Mandarin. Ugh dammit, JYP didn't even give us interpreters!' She looked around for a bit, before deciding to fiddle with her phone while waiting.
Meanwhile...
"Hey Rico! Did'ya sched filming today bro? Bitch downstairs says she here for an interview."
"Wha? Fuck no man, I told'em porno companies I'm on break!"
"Aight bet. The girl looks hella fine tho. Ain't like those used saggy pussies in the industry, so I let her wait in the set. I figure you wanna piece of that. Come downstairs and see for yourself man."
"Tsk, aight man, but if she ugly its on you fucker."
Tzuyu was fiddling around with her phone when suddenly, the man comes in with another black man, this time wearing a bath robe.
'Oh? Is this gonna be like Na-Mo-Sa unnies' interview? That looked fun, I cant wait!'
"Please, have a seat Ms." The man said in his deep voice as he took a seat in the office table in front of her. She bowed shyly before taking a seat.
Rico eyed the woman slowly up and down, subconsciously biting his lips as he did.
'Hot damn this woman fine as hell!'
From her sleek black hair, to her innocent doe like eyes, her luscious lips. Yeah, there's no one in the porn industry that can match her beauty alright.
His eyes traveled down to her chest, not too big, but not small either. They look ample, firm. The shape nicely outlined in that fit black crop top of hers.
He then caught sight of her waist perfectly slimmed down to compliment her shapely hips, where he spotted the most drool inducing thighs he'd ever laid eyes on.
'Holy fuckin shit... We just hit the jackpot.'
Instantly, his heart rate shot up, and his dick already reaching its full mast.
'Eaaazzyy boy... Don't wanna scare the girl this early.'
He looked back at his partner, and gave a nod, the one only real bros would know the meaning, and so he left the two alone.
Then he turned to the beauty before him.
"Good Morning Miss. My name is Rico Strong and uhh my guy earlier says you're here for an interview. Could you go ahead and introduce yourself to us?"
Tzuyu was slightly puzzled at this. 'Aren't they supposed to know me already? Ah! Must be for the viewers. Okay, its starting already.' She put on her best smile and gathered her energy.
"Hi! My name is Tzuyu from Twice! Nice to meet you!" She gave a radiant smile, and a wave to the camera near him.
"Tzuyu huh? Well that's definitely a new name in the industry. I never heard of Twice production so you guys must be new in the biz. So uhh wattcha doin here in LA Ms. Tzuyu?"
'Fuck, I really hate that JYP didn't give me interpreters for this.' She nervously bit her lip as she shyly tried to eke out her answer in passable English.
"Uhm... Im here for, concert? Like sing and dance and perform. Sorry my English not too good yet." She smiled shyly. The man smiled back, giving her some form of confidence that he at least somewhat understood what she said.
"Ey, that's alright, you're doing fine. Your english was fine Ms. Tzuyu. Relax! Are you nervous?"
She giggled before shyly tucking her hair behind her ear and crossing her legs. "A bit yeah, but I'm excited as well! Ehehe."
As Tzuyu shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her eyes inadvertently drifted downward, settling beneath the desk where Rico's bathrobe concealed his lower half. Her gaze froze, her breath catching in her throat as she caught sight of the unmistakable bulge pressing against the fabric.
Oh my... What is that? Is that...?
Meanwhile, Rico's eyes were fixed on Tzuyu's crossed thighs and sleek heeled feet, subtly ogling her as she tried to maintain her composure and answer his questions.
"So, *ehem* Tzuyu, tell me, what do you think sets you apart from other models in the industry?"
Tzuyu's heart raced, her cheeks flushing with heat as she struggled to keep her thoughts in order, all the while sneaking glances at the bulge beneath the desk.
"Uh, well, um... I-I think, uh, my ability to, uh, d-dance well... and my, um, beauty... sets me apart."
'I-I shouldn't be looking... But it's so... distracting. Focus, Tzuyu, focus.'
With each passing moment, Rico's bulge seemed to swell beneath the bathrobe, stretching the fabric to its limit. Desperately trying to maintain her professionalism, Tzuyu forced herself to continue answering his questions, though her gaze remained fixated on his ever growing bulge.
"And have you ever considered exploring different genres of modeling? Perhaps something more... provocative?"
"Oh, um, w-well... I-I don't really... understand, but, um, I-I'm open to, uh, e-exploring new modeling gigs..."
Just then, the fabric of Rico's bathrobe came undone, no longer able to contain the monster beneath. With a sudden release, his cock slipped free from its confines, standing proudly erect and larger than anything Tzuyu had ever seen.
Her eyes widened in astonishment, her shock evident as she took in the sheer size of it—thick, veiny, and pulsating with power.
Oh my god... That's... enormous. It's bigger than anything I've ever had before. Even bigger than some of the unnies' toys. How is that even possible?
As Tzuyu's gaze remained transfixed on Rico's engorged cock, she failed to register the black bull rising from his seat and closing the distance between them. As he approached, Tzuyu's heartbeat quickened, her eyes widening in anticipation as she stared up at him with a mixture of awe and lust. She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her forehead as her mouth went dry, her body betraying her with each passing moment.
T-The interview... I-I should say something...
Her words freeze in her throat as Rico stood before her, his towering figure casting a shadow over her trembling form. She could feel the heat radiating from his body in waves, his dominating presence overwhelming her entire being. Mesmerized by the sheer magnitude of Rico's cock, Tzuyu found herself leaning forward involuntarily, her eyes locked on his big black throbbing cock as if drawn by an invisible force.
Oh god... What's happening to me? I-I can't... I can't look away. Like I'm under a spell...
Tzuyu's eyelids flutter as she succumbs to temptation. Without a second thought, she instinctively dropped to her knees before him; and with trembling hands, she reached out, her fingertips grazing the heated skin of his throbbing cock.
I-It's... I-I need to...
*Tsup*
As her puckered lips brush against the sensitive head of Rico's massive member, a low, primal groan escapes his lips, his cock twitching in response. The pulsing of his cock surprised the petite idol, and she had to move back to avoid it slapping against her face.
W-Wow, That almost hit me...
Now up close and personal, her senses were assaulted by the intoxicating blend of his musk and arousal. She leaned in closer, kissing his engorged cock head once more before pressing her nose against the sides and taking a long, needy sniff.
*Sniff* Mmmmmm~ I-I can't get enough... He smells so good...
Her entire body trembles as she exhales, her hot breath tickling him ever so slightly. With a beat, her lips grazes the sensitive head of Rico's massive member. As she meets his gaze, she sucks in her breath and slowly, tentatively, envelops the tip of his cock with her warm, wet mouth.
*Tsup* Ahmmmm~ Oh god... He's watching me. I can't look away.
She suckles on his cock head, eager to please. She could feel his intense gaze burning into her, making her even more nervous. The salty tang of his precum danced on her tongue, sending a small jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins.
With each movement, she feels herself growing bolder, tongue swirling around the underside of his cock as she services him. She could feel him pulsating and twitching with every lick, with every suck.
*Tsup* Mmm~ Shlurp~ Ahhmmm~ Shlurp~ Shlurp~
The wet, slurping noises mingled with Rico's ragged breaths and low, guttural moans. With a determined flick of her tongue, she urges him deeper into her mouth, her lips stretching wide to accommodate his massive girth.
I want more... I need more.
As Rico's cock slid further into her mouth, Tzuyu struggles to contain a moan of pleasure, the sensation of being stuffed with a mouth full of cock was addicting. She could feel him stretching her lips inch by inch, his girth pressing against the tight confines of her mouth, threatening to overwhelm her.
He's so fucking big... I can barely take him. Fuck... He's stretching me so wide.
The young idol persists, her determination matched only by her insatiable desire. Up until she finds herself struggling against her own body's instincts. With a small thrust of his hips, Rico's cock pressed against the back of her throat, triggering her gag reflex.
Shlurp~ Ahhmmm~ Ack - gulck!~
Despite the discomfort, Tzuyu refused to relent, her lips sealed tight around his big black cock as she fought to suppress the urge to pull away. Rico, sensing her struggle, placed a comforting hand on the back of her head, his touch both reassuring and commanding.
"You're doing so good, baby. Keep going."
Good... Baby...
Her moist pussy dampens even more at the praise, his words messing with her head, making her feel dizzy.
But like the good girl she is, Tzuyu pushed herself to go deeper. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down, slowly taking him deeper with each pass. With each movement, she could feel the spit bridge forming between them, connecting her mouth to his cock in a slick, wet embrace.
Obscene sounds echoed across the room as Tzuyu's throat bulges around his massive cock, her eyes watering with the effort to maintain her composure.
"Mmmmpph~! Gulckgulck, -slurp~ gawk~ mmmph!~ *inhale* shluurp~ gulck - Ahh~"
A few coughs escapes her tiny form as she pulls back and takes deep labored breaths. She let his cock rest on her face in the meantime, and it covered her face from her forehead to her chin - and then some...
With trembling hands, she reaches out, her long slender fingers struggling to wrap around the base of his throbbing cock. Her tongue services his magnanimous balls in the meantime. It's so heavy, so full... full of cum - all for her. The spit she coated on his long black dick dripped onto her lashes, yet she couldn't care less.
Chou Tzuyu, the once innocent maknae of Twice, known for her grace and poise, finds herself panting like a bitch in heat, mouth full of cock, small drops of her own spit on her lashes and cheeks, her composed facade shattered by his big black cock.
Jeezus... His cock is fucking perfect...
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After a full minute of worshipping his balls, she feels Rico's hands firmly grip her head. Despite the language barrier, she knew exactly what it meant - what was coming next. With a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, she released her grip and braced herself. His voice was low and guttural, his words sending a shiver down Tzuyu's spine.
"Open wide, baby. I'm gonna fuck that pretty face of yours."
Her beautiful doe eyes locks with his as she throws her head as far back as she could. Tzuyu opens wide, tongue sticking out as he slaps his cock on it a few times. Then, in one swift move, his grip on her head tightens, his hips surge forward, and the poor little idol gets her face fucked by the black bull.
"Mmmmpph~! Gawk gawk gawk~ mmmph!~ *inhale* shluurp~ gulck - Ahh~"
Rico's hands guided her head. With each and every thrust, his cock plunges deeper and deeper into her mouth, stretching her throat and fucking it with reckless abandon.
"That's it, take it all," he growled, his words punctuated by the wet slap of flesh against flesh.
F-Fuck... he's pounding me so hard. I'm not gonna be able to sing for awhile after this.
He used her face like a fucking cocksleeve, her nose hitting his pubes with each thrust. Occasionally, he parked his cock deep in her throat, cutting off her air supply and leaving her gasping for breath. Each time, she felt her chest constricting, a desperate need for air clawing at her insides.
I can't breathe... please, I need air.
"Yeah~ keep your pretty face down there. That's where you belong."
Tzuyu's hands slapped against Rico's thighs, a silent plea for mercy as she struggled to draw in even the smallest breath. Her vision blurred, spots dancing before her eyes as she fought against the overwhelming sensation of suffocation.
Rico's cock remained lodged in her throat, his grip unyielding as he pushed her to the brink of consciousness. He watched intently as her arms flail and slap, until eventually it goes limp, her eyes rolling back in her head.
I'm going to pass out... please, let me breathe.
"Yeaaaaaaa! Thats right. You dont need air, you need cock. Fucking take my big black dick!"
Just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, Rico finally relented, withdrawing his cock and allowing her to gasp for air. Each breath was a precious gift, filling her lungs with sweet sweet relief as she struggled to cough and catch her breath.
T-Thank god... I thought I was going to pass out.
Feeling Tzuyu relax, Rico took a fistful of her hair and forced his cock back into her throat, cutting off her air supply once more. Tzuyu's eyes widened in panic as she felt the familiar sensation of suffocation, her body instinctively struggling against his grip.
Oh god, not again...
He continued this a few more times, sometimes even locking her in with his legs. Each time he took her to the brink, only releasing her when her eyes go white. Eventually though, he releases her, and she coughs up a storm. Her once sleek black hair now disheveled, and her chin was dripping with spit. Suddenly Rico pulls her up, stripping off her dress with practiced ease.
Tzuyu's body was too weak to resist, and her mind was too clouded with lust. She offered no resistance whatsoever as he positioned her inverted on the couch, her legs resting against the backrest and her head dangling over the edge.
His gaze lingered on the infamous Thighwanese legs and feet, and she felt a thrill of anticipation course through her as he leaned in closer. She could feel his breath hot against her skin as he inhales deeply, his nostrils flaring as he took in her scent.
He's smelling me... he likes the way I smell.
Tzuyu's heart raced as Rico's lips brushed against her legs, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself fully to the sensations as he continued to worship her legs with near reverence.
"*Sniff* Mmmmm~, fuck baby, you smell so good. I've never seen legs this perfect before."
He turned his attention turned to Tzuyu's feet, which were now laid bare before him. She felt a pang of self-consciousness, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the thought of her sweaty feet. But Rico showed no hesitation as he leaned in, his tongue eagerly lapping at her heels.
Instictively, Tzuyu spread her toes, offering herself to him completely as he began to worship her feet with an insatiable hunger. She felt a rush of excitement as Rico's lips trailed over the delicate arches of her feet, his tongue caressing each toe with meticulous care.
Oh god, that tickles, but it also feels amazing.
Rico's lips closed around each toe in turn, sucking gently as he worshiped her with single-minded devotion. With each flick of his tongue against the flats of her feet, she felt herself growing wetter, her arousal building to a fever pitch as he explored her with unbridled passion. She curled her toes in pleasure, failing to stop the moan that escapes her mouth.
"You taste so good, baby. I could do this all day."
As Rico's attention shifted from Tzuyu's feet to her exposed and inverted body, a surge of anticipation coursed through her. Since she's suspended upside down, all the blood rushed to her head, and she felt utterly vulnerable and exposed.
What is he going to do to me like this?
Suddenly, his thick fat fingers teased her labia, sending several jolts of pleasure racing through Tzuyu's body. She gasped at the sensation, her hips instinctively bucking against his touch as he explored her with deliberate care.
"*Mmmmmmm~* Your pussy is so plump and wet, baby. It's begging to be fucked."
She feels him spit at her pussy, his fingers spreading the spit like lube. He pokes, he stretches, he opens her pussy lips. Her head was getting even more dizzy from the stimulation. Her pussy throbbed with need, glistening, shaved smooth and begging to be touched. It pulsed with anticipation, aching to be filled as pre-cum dribbled down her folds.
Her hips bucked impatiently against the air once more, needy, craving. Who was he to deny such a cute and pink pussy?
And so he indulges her. His thick fat fingers plunged into the young idol's dripping pussy; she couldn't help but let out a whimper of pleasure.
Oh god, yes...
His touch was firm and demanding, his fingers stretching her to her limits as he explored every inch of her throbbing core. Tzuyu's moans filled the room, a chorus of ecstasy as Rico worked her over with expert precision.
"You like that, baby? You like how I'm fingering your sloppy little cunt?"
Tzuyu's body trembled with pleasure at his words, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she surrendered herself to his control.
"Uhh~Uhh~Ooh~! Yes daddy~" God its been so long... F-fuuckk
He played with her sopping wet cunt expertly. Slapping it lightly at times, massaging the insides slowly. Sometimes, his thumb brushes against her clit, sending jolts to her body and making her gasp and twitch. He played her slowly, teasingly, up until his fingers curl and finds her weak spot.
She bucks her hips involuntarily as he hits her spot deep, and he smirks. With relentless fervor, the fucker hit her g spot again and again, curling his fingers as he exits. With each thrust, Tzuyu felt herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.
F-fuck I'm going to cum.I'm going to cum so hard... Fuck fuck fuck
Out of nowhere, her pussy gushes like a fountain, squirting streams of her juices directly into Rico's waiting mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, each climax more intense than the last. She could feel herself losing control, her body convulsing with pleasure as she screamed incoherently.
Amidst the pleasure however, there was something else. A sensation unlike anything she had ever felt before. Tzuyu felt a warm rush spreading through her, a feeling of release so intense it bordered on euphoria.
Oh my god, I can't stop... N-no, I-I'm peeing...
Despite her embarrassment, golden liquid streamed out of her and into Rico's waiting mouth. He eagerly drank in every drop of her essence, up until it weakened to a trickle.
"*Shlurp~ Aaahh~ Thanks for the meal. Hehe."
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As Tzuyu lay there, gasping for air and trembling from the intensity of her orgasm, she felt a strange sense of freedom wash over her. With her body still tingling with pleasure, she no longer cared about maintaining her pristine idol image. All that mattered was his big black cock.
Hah~ Hah~ I've never felt so alive...
Before she could fully register what was happening, she felt his strong arms lifting her, carrying her effortlessly up a set of stairs.
He tossed her unceremoniously onto a large soft bed, but before she could protest or resist, he silenced her with a single command.
"We're not done, bitch. I haven't even cum yet. "
He pulls her up, making her straddle him, causing a surge of apprehension pulsing through her. His cock, thick and long like her forearm, seemed daunting, a challenge she wasn't sure she could conquer.
Fuck, he's going to annihilate me with that cock... I-I don't think I can take him in.
Rico's voice broke through her thoughts, his tone commanding. "Put those baby making hips of yours to good use and fuck yourself on my cock."
With an unsure nod and a shaky breath, she began to grind her hips against his, feeling the head of his cock teasing her entrance. Every time his cock head contacts her clit, a jolt of pleasure rings through her body.
With determination and a twinge of nervousness in her eyes, she lined up his cock on her pussy's entrance and, with a deep breath, slips his cock head past her outer walls. With every inch she descends, she could feel the thick girth of his member stretching her to her limits, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out.
Oh god, it's so big... I don't know if I can take it all...
Each moment was a battle of wills, a test of her resolve and her body's endurance. With a determined grit, she pressed on, inch by inch, her body trembling with the effort. Rico's cock filled her completely, stretching her walls beyond what she thought possible. Each movement sent waves of pleasure and pain rippling through her, a heady mix that left her gasping for breath.
But as she continued to lower herself onto him, she felt a sense of triumph wash over her. Slowly, she conquered the challenge before her, her body slowly adapting to the overwhelming size of his cock.
I'm doing it... I'm taking him all in...
With a final push, she impaled herself fully on his length, taking him deep inside her until she was filled to the brim. As Tzuyu looked down at the bulge in her womb, her eyes widened in both awe and trepidation.
*Smack!*
Rico's hand came down on her ass with a sharp slap, the sound echoing in the room as he commanded her to move.
"Congratulations. Now show me what those hips can do, baby. Ride my cock like you mean it."
With a determined nod, Tzuyu planted her feet firmly on the bed, her hands gripping his chest for support as she began to move. Slowly at first, she rocked her hips back and forth, feeling the thick length of his cock sliding inside her.
I can do this... I can take him...
As she gained confidence, she picked up the pace, her hips growing more and more frenzied with each passing moment. Rico's cock filled her completely, stretching her to her limits as she fucked herself onto him with reckless abandon.
"PlokplokOoh~... Ahh~... Uhh f-fuck!~..."
With each bounce, she could feel the thick length of him sliding in and out of her, filling her completely with every stroke. Her perky tits jiggled with her every move, whilst her hips shook with a frantic urgency, driving herself onto him with an intensity that bordered on desperation.
Oh god, it feels so good...
As Tzuyu's hips grew more erratic, she felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Rico's spanks landed on her ass repeatedly, igniting sparks of pleasure that danced along her skin.
*Smack!**Smack!**Smack!*
"That's it, baby, ride me like the little slut you are."
"Oh god...Daddy~ I'm... I'm close."
Her walls clenched around Rico's cock, milking him for all he was worth as she chased her peak. Just as she was about to cum, Rico suddenly took control. With a swift movement, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him as he took charge.
Tzuyu's moans turned into cries of ecstasy as Rico pounded into her pussy with relentless force. Her legs gave out beneath her, unable to support her weight as she was overwhelmed by the intensity of his thrusts. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, lifting her off the bed repeatedly with the sheer force of his movements.
"Ahhh!~Ahhh!~Ahhh!~Ahhh!~ Fuck Dadddyyyy!~ Im cummiiiiing!"
As her body convulsed with the force of her orgasm, her mouth hung open in a silent scream of ecstasy, her eyes squeezed shut in blissful surrender. He continued to pound her through her peak, prolonging her orgasm as long as he could.
As Tzuyu's high began to fade, she's left panting and exhausted against Rico's chest. She gasped, "Oh my god." She collapsed, totally spent.
Rico smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're not done yet," he declared, hooking his arms under her legs and lifting her effortlessly off the bed.
Tzuyu's heart raced as he positioned her above him, guiding her onto his throbbing length. She moans as he fills her completely.
"Fuck," she breathed, her voice ragged and tired.
Rico's smirk widened as he began to move, dropping her pussy down to his big black cock. She clawed at his shoulders, her cries of pleasure mingling with his own groans.
"Mmph~ mmph~ You like that? Hngh~" Rico grunted, his grip on her tightening.
"Yes," Tzuyu gasped, her nails digging into his skin. "D-don't stop. P-Please."
With each drop onto Rico's cock, Tzuyu felt her pussy stretching around him, accommodating his girth with a delicious sensation of fullness. Her breath caught in her throat as her puckered ass stretched along with her pussy, gravity pulling her down his cock every time.
"Fuck," she gasped, her legs tensing, her toes pointed. She couldnt even speak. His hands gripped her ass as he impaled her again and again with relentless force.
Her arms strained, threatening to give out as Rico pounded her mercilessly, his cock plunging deep inside her with every stroke.
"Harder," she pleaded, her voice hoarse with need. "P-please fuck me harder daddy~"
Hearing her mewling pleas, Rico shifted their position, rotating her to face front before hooking his arms under Tzuyu's legs and locking his hands behind her neck.
The idol's eyes widened at the new position. She watched helplessly as he pounded into her, carried her like a ragdoll, impaling her once tight asian pussy over and over again with his big black cock.
"Uhhh~Uhhh~Ahhh~ god yes fuck me like that daddyyy~"
He used her like the fuckdoll that she is, pounding her till her head ached, till her sweat dripped down the floor, till his arms couldn't take anymore. Then, he tossed her back into the bed.
At this point, Tzuyu's breaths were deep and labored. Her hair stuck to her face, a sheen of sweat covered her entire body.
Rico pulled her towards him by her legs, the thighwanese too tired to care.
"I'm not done with you yet, slut."
His fingers intertwine with her toes, spreading her legs and pinning each leg on either side of her head. He lines up his big hard cock in her pussy and slams in, intent on breeding her. She feels his hard cock stretching her out as he pounds into her, making her moan and scream in pleasure.
"Ahn~! N-no! It's too good, Daddy!" Tzuyu cries out in Korean, her voice laced with pleasure and pain. Her ass and thighs ripple as she bounces on the bed from his powerful thrusts. "Please, fill me up! Fill up your little cum dump! More~ More~ Moreeee~!"
Rico grunts in response, his eyes locked onto Tzuyu's as he takes her in the mating press.
"You like that, don't you, you little slut?" he growls, his fingers tightening around her toes. "You like feeling Daddy's big cock stretching you out?"
Tzuyu nods eagerly, her mouth open and drooling. "Yes, Daddy! I love it when you pound me like this! Nae~ More~ More~!" she cries out, her body shaking with every thrust.
As Rico continues to pound into Tzuyu, he commands her to play with her clit. "That's it, little cum dump," he growls. "Play with your clit while Daddy breeds you. I want to see you cumming all over my cock."
Tzuyu obeys, her fingers moving to her clit as she continues to bounce and moan beneath him. Her pussy squelches and queefs with each thrust, the pleasure building inside her until she can't take it anymore.
Her long, slender legs were quivering, her infamous thick thighs were trembling, her toes spread wide and curling as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm cumming fuuuuckkk!"
"Oh god, I can't take it, Daddy!" she cries out in Mandarin. "Fuck, I'm squirting! Daddy, I'm squirting! cummin~ cummin~ cumming~! Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!" Her body convulses as she comes, her pussy gushing with her juices.
Finally, Rico reaches his climax again and fills Tzuyu up with his hot cum. She screams out in pleasure, her body collapsing, shaking and continuously cumming.
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Elsewhere
"What do you mean you took her to the wrong place and you dont remember where? Huh?!" The godly voice of Jihyo rang throughout their shared hotel rooms, Jeongyeon barely holding her back.
"I-I w-was i-in a rush a-and I was stressed out. T-the navi app was acting u-up a-and she isn't answering our c-calls. Im sorry Jihyo Im sorry~!"
*BANG!*
A loud crash burst out the doors as an infuriated Nayeon marches up to him.
"I'll only ask you this one time. Where. Did. You. Drop. Our. Baby. Off. Ill give you one hour to find the place before I take this matter into my own hands."
She storms off with the rest of the Twice members in tow, each one of them seeking comfort from each other.
"Yeonnie~ let's just hope and pray that she's fine." Sana says as she takes Nayeon close and hugs her tight. The members find solace in each other, and a string of sniffs and solemn cries could be heard throughout the room.
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Meanwhile
The casting couch mansion was filled with a different cry.
Tzuyu was used like a sex toy and was loving every moment of it. She was sprawled eagle on the bed, already having lost count on how many times she's squirted at this point, her brain a thoroughly fucked out mess. Her eyes are permanently rolled back to her head, while her tongue was just out.
She was bred in different positions, doggy, prone bone, cowgirl, you name it all. Not a part of her body was spared of being caked with sweat and spit and cum, while her pussy was squirting over and over again, but she was so fucked out that she couldn't even react.
A thick gooey line of cum could be found dripping from her pussy down her legs and ass, and her legs and feet were shaking like crazy.
Rico wasn't spared from the consequences as well. He layed spent on the floor, drained and dehydrated, when a knock pierced his door.
*Knock Knock*
When it opened, It showed his buddies, Mandingo, Jamal, Isaiah and Jax with smiles on their faces. As the door closes once more, the last scene one could see, was the 4 men stripping off their bathrobes and turning on another camera, pointing it on Tzuyu once again.
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can you please do 42!miles with a baddie like a Megan type vibe? SHE HAS A PINK JEEP
💗💗💗💗
— SHE A BADDIE
— pairing: e42!miles x fem!black!reader
— genre: fluff
— summary: what its like for 42 miles to date a reader with a "baddie like megan" vibe.
— a/n : i felt like i was a lil lazy writing this, sorry ! can yall tell i got excited abt the jeep n the attitude part.. its litch what kept me writing this whole thing 😭 also, a car creeper is those lil things u slide under to fix the underside of ur car
— a/n 2: changed the way i start writin a jus a lil, petition for head over heels 42 miles supremacy !! + this was so fun.. like i was writing this n i was like "lemme be this when i grow up" LMAOOO so ty for the request anonnn, mwah and enjoy !!
MILES FALLS IN LOVE with you every second. like, honestly, just do anything, he's wrapped around your finger.
maybe he'll try and hide it, but you make him fold 24/7. you dont even have to do nothing.
it's just something about your energy, the way you dont give a damn about nothing, he just loves it. y'all are like beast boy and raven.
"mama, you killin' me right now."
"hm? did i do somethin'?"
"i love you so, so much. i swear, you make me weak."
"aww, hun, I love you more."
"yeah, keep dreamin'. now, lemme love on you."
hype man, hype man, HYPE MANN
when I say if you want to do anything he's here for it, he's here for it.
you wanna get your hair done? he's at your service.
you wanna go to the mall? he's already throwing you the keys to your jeep.
you wanna get your nails done? show him your options (he always likes the french tips, esp this.)
"Y'know Miles, i think this set ain't looking too good no more.."
"You wanna get new nails?"
"Mhm, wanna help me pick?"
"'Course I do, let's see em."
does not care what you wear, he's always gonna say you look gorgeous. plus, he can fight. but, he's always got his hands on your waist. always.
you're your own girl, he knows that. he spoils you, yes, but he'll always let you do your own thing.
he can't explain it, but when you refer to him as "my man", or your anything, really, it does something to his heart.
yk when latto goes "ty to my man"? yeah, that's you.
"My nails? Yeah, my man helped me pick 'em."
you have attitude. Miles doesn't mind, he's a "yes ma'am" kind of guy, but if it's to him, hes gonna shut you down.
a lot of the times, you won't care, and it won't end in an argument, becuase he's still shutting you down regardless.
"Miles, you lost your shit or sum."
"Amor, drop that tone f'me, aight?"
you are a party animal, and Miles? He'll just be in the back, watching you do your thing with your friends. If you ask him to dance with you though, he will for sure.
Will he throw money on you? Yes, yes he will. (Not sexual btw !)
Your jeep. He has his own car, but he honestly loves yours the best.
He helped you decorate it, all pretty and pink
He will happily get in your jeep while you blast Megan or Rihanna because c'mon now, who wouldnt?
I'm insistent he's good with mechanics, so he'll tune your car whenever you need him to, bryson tiller or tory lanez playing while he does so. (i'm losing my shit rn.)
"Cariño, ¿puedes pasarme esa llave inglesa? It's to ya left." (Baby, can you pass me that wrench?)
he'd say, sliding out from the car creeper under the hood of your pink jeep, sliding back in after you passed him the tool.
and after about 15 minutes, he'd come back out, putting a dirty cloth over his shoulder, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
its a sight to see: white tank top, slightly stained with grime from fixing your car; his favorite gold chain glistened in the sun, adorned with beaded glints of sweat from his neck.
"Aight, i think she's good, you can start her up if you wanna."
"Yay! thank you for fixing my car, baby, I love youu."
you'd squeal, wrapping your arms around his neck to plant a kiss on his cheek, your pink tinted lip gloss staining his face.
"Ain't no problem princesa, I love you too."
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princess' post about bunny!reader and rafe rlly makes me wanna write about kitten!reader and jj because she's such a piece of work and he loves his mean evil girl so much
unsurprisingly people wonder how someone as fun and easy-going as jj is with you as surly and sarcastic as you are. you talked in a soft purr and slinked around with your nose up at everyone, terrorizing your fellow pogues with your equally mean friends.
but he's got you tamed truly-- he's reduced an alley cat into a spoiled, pampered house pet. every nasty attitude can be redirected in one way or another, grabbing your face and mocking the indignant pout on your face, "what i say about bitin me? stop bein mean before i really give you a reason to be mad." before kissing your scrunched nose and sending you on your way. he knows the more scratchy you get you just want some lovin, even if you won't say it so he forces you to cuddle with him til you're relaxed in his arms.
king of knowing when it's time for you to take a nap because you start frowning and slow blinking...just absolutely nothing behind the eyes as you're fighting to stay awake. it could be along day of hanging out with the pogues, you're a couple beers in and he sees you let out that long kittenish yawn and he's pulling you away like "we're bout to head out, the ol ball and chain looks like she's gonna fall asleep standing up.'
despite your relative docility towards him, you still have a tendency to be mean and standoffish to other people, or revert back to being bossy and rude towards jj. the way he caters to your every whim makes people think you run him, but really it's just because he know's how to keep you in line for the most part. they don't see the subtle way he pinches you after a rude comment, or the firm grip on the back of your neck when he can tell you're getting antsy, teeth practically bared against your ear when he grimaces, "cut that shit out, you're already in trouble don't make it worse." and then he kisses you on the cheek like he didn't just put the fear of god in you because you know what's waiting for you at home...
that's not all you get in trouble for honestly--you're a spiteful thing and you love to ignore him when you're in a bad mood. walking around moody and picking on people, maliciously flirting with anyone at a party to stroke jj's jealous streak. wearing those tiny halter tops that emphasize your tits and denim mini skirts that you know everyone's fighting to take a peek at. and he's not one to care about what you wear, he knows you're fine and the territory that comes with it. but when you're pushing him away and walking around in shorts that barely cover your ass it drives him insane. "i'm not stupid aight? i know what you're doin." he tugs at one side of your top almost exposing you, making you swat his hand hand away. "i don't know what you're talking about jayj i'm just being friendly." which is bullshit. you aren't that friendly. he spends the whole night skulking behind you, beer in hand forcing you to sit in his lap with an arm curled protectively around your belly while you sit looking pleased like the cat that got the cream.
you're also very frisky at the most inconvenient times, rubbing yourself on him,you were practically insatiable, lifting your skirt to rub your sticky, cotton covered pussy over his lap, kissing and licking the side of his mouth until he gives you what you want. it was always his fault, because jj quickly realized how much you liked when he doted on you and called you his pretty girl :( sitting you in his lap and stroking you over your panties until you were squirming and mewling in desperation, "look at at these pretty little panties you got on. you wear these just for me didn't you kitten?" all you could do is pant and nod tryna get a kiss because it was just too much.
or when he would come up behind you while you were stretching, pressing close and wrap his hands around your wrists to help you out, "there we go...biiiig stretch." smirking at the soft moan you let out as your muscles loosened and you collapsed boneless into his body.
you were down for whatever-- a quickie on the boat, his mouth on you in the bathroom at a party, you name it. but you loved it the most when he had you on your back--knees pressed to your chest with your hips in his lap while he pounded your plump pussy into submission. "p-please papa i need more!" you were squirming and teary eyed as he stared down at you with a mean grin, "more? you're a greedy girl kitten but you know i'ma give you what you want." and he alway's did--leaving you whimpering and glassy eyed underneath him completely sated...for now.
jj was always threatening (yes. threatening.) to knock you up, dead set on making you the "prettiest mama on the island." but he almost always nutted on your stomach, licking it up and kissing it into your mouth with a happy smile as you swallow it down. because something about you made him want to defile you, leave you fucked out and pliant-- a far cry from your normal self.
he loved how wild you were, but even more he loved that he was the only one who could tame you.
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Hi!! I really liked your “Teamwork” piece could you write something else with Miles and how he is in that one? Like them going on a date-ish type thing or maybe just hanging out more in school, the counselors office thing was really cute. Every other fic I see paints him as this hard ass street type but him being nervous about things was refreshing to see!
Hey there, I'm really glad you enjoyed the series this much! I think we should all let hood boys be nervous and a bit weird :) Thanks for requesting!
date night with miles g !
Miles tapped his pen to his chin as he sat at his desk, staring down a little pad of sticky notes.
At the top of one of them, the words ‘Conversation Topics’ were written in neat print, followed by a series of bullet points detailing just that. He had decided that school talk was off-limits, but favorite shows were fair game. Music, of course, was a no-brainer.
Before he could come up with a third topic, a knock at the door interrupted his train of thought.
“Yes?” he called out. The door opened to reveal his mother Rio’s face, wearing a cheeky grin.
“Tu novia está aquí,” she said with a playful movement of her shoulders. “Don’t keep her waiting.”
She held back a laugh at the way Miles shot up from his swivel chair, shoving the sticky notes into the pocket of his leather jacket.
“See you later, mami,” he said once Rio opened the door wider to let him out, and he ducked underneath her arm.
“Remember, 9pm. Claro?”
“Claro!”
You squinted as the evening autumn breeze swept over your face. Massively underestimating how much leeway seventy-five degrees would give you, you had only gone out in a light blouse.
“Hey, Miles!” you called out from the open front door. You saw him padding down the stairs in his socks before stopping at the base. He beamed as soon as he spotted you.
“Hey! Just gimme a second,” he replied as he slipped on the pair of black and white Jordans he was holding and jogged up to you.
Miles looked down at your sneakers and whistled at their pristine, almost blue-white tone. It didn’t hurt that you were wearing the exact same pair.
“Nice kicks.”
You looked down at his feet and laughed, “They must be if you’re stealing them out my closet.”
“Aight,” Miles said as he hopped down one step. “You ready to bou–”
“Aht-aht!” you interrupted, tugging on the collar of his jacket to stop him. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
Miles pouted in confusion, which melted into a frown when the realization hit him. “We just goin’ out to eat! The food is gonna be right in front of my face!”
He knew that he was about to fight a losing battle when you crossed your arms. With a dramatic groan, he spun around and climbed back up the steps to go inside.
“Tienes suerte de que eres lindo,” he mumbled under his breath.
“Huh?”
“Nothing.”
After a few moments, Miles was back with the case containing his glasses in-hand and a small black crossbody bag to keep them in. You raised an eyebrow.
“What? They’re right here,” he held it up for emphasis.
“Miles, we’re not leaving until they’re on your face.”
“Wooow.”
“I’m not kidding!” You laughed.
He opened the case and put the notorious green spectacles on with a huff, earning him a peck on the cheek.
“Alright, can we go now?”
“Yup.”
You gently took his hand and began tugging him along towards the nearest subway station.
“Where’s your jacket?” Miles asked, slowing you down to a stop.
“Look, I thought it was gonna be hot out. I’ll survive, I promise.”
Not even a moment after you had spoken, Miles was already in the process of removing his jacket. It was now your turn to groan.
“Come on now, you saw this coming,” he said with a triumphant grin as he draped the jacket over your shoulders. “No need to thank me.”
You rolled your eyes. “Such a gentleman.”
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You thanked the server as she set down two plates of crab cakes in front of you.
“Whatchu wanna order for dessert?” you asked Miles, who still had his nose in the large menu with his brows furrowed. He looked up.
“Not a damn clue. I’ll get what you get as long as my card don’t max out.”
“Hm,” you turned to the dessert section of your own menu. “They got peach cobbler, how ‘bout it?”
Miles made a face at the suggestion, and your jaw dropped. “You don’t like peach cobbler?!?”
He shrugged. “Not a fan.”
“Well, okay, what about apple pie?”
“Nope.”
“Blueberry pie?”
“Nah.”
“Pumpkin pie?”
“Nuh-uh.”
You leaned back into your seat, thoroughly shocked and offended. “Fuck you mean ‘nuh-uh’?”
“Fruit just shouldn’t be hot,” Miles explained casually, “And Ion like the texture.”
You sighed, “Chocolate cake it is, then.”
He winced. “See, about that–”
Before Miles could cause you any further distress, he was interrupted by the server returning with the main entrees. You both said your thanks at the same time, each taking your respective plate.
"Anything for dessert?" The woman asked, notepad at the ready.
You gave Miles the side-eye before answering, "A bowl of ice cream, please."
"Same here."
The woman nodded and took note before leaving your booth.
“So, what foods do you like?” you asked, leaning forward again. “Other than the alfredo, obviously.”
Miles paused, looking genuinely deep in thought before replying.
“Arroz con gandules,” he counted on his fingers, “Platanos, of course, mac and cheese, and uh…”
He trailed off for a bit, having run out of meals to list off. “Other…stuff.”
You snorted, “Don’t push yourself too hard, now. I take it you’re a picky eater, then?”
Miles grinned bashfully. “I guess you could say that. You?”
“Nah, I’ll eat anything for real. Long as it fills my stomach.”
“Explains why you like eating baked fruit,” he quipped.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“I have taste.”
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𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 3
A/N: I'm so damn happy, adding that It's Ben' bday, that I'll share two parts of this and an oneshot
Tagging: @bloody-mf-bsc, @augustwithquills
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Y/N Y/L/N: There they are, my beautiful girls!🥹💞
My offer is still on, btw 🤭
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User2: The Devil works hard, but no one works harder than Y/N in trying to woo her girlfriends
Jessie_mei_li: She really doesn't have to, we're all very happy to oblige... And so do everyone else, like have you seen her? 🫦😏
freddycarter1: benbarnes, I think you are loosing your woman here...😳🫢
Kittheyounger: I don't want to be a child of divorce! 😭
User6: WHY ARE THEY SO DRAMATIC DJSJDJ
User6: Now I wanna know what her offer is...
User4: Ben Barnes is being attacked from every corner possible and we are all watching, him loose this Great War.
User1: He still is very much so in love and ready to fight tooth and nail for her... Even though he is usually a dork 🤣
User8: That one time when Y/N ate what Ben made for her on her birthday, though she had allergies for that one food but didn't tell hım about it, and she had to go to hospital with a terrified Ben on her tail?
User5: OMG I feel bad for laughing! Poor Ben and Y/N... I remember hım saying that he was so scared for her and thought he killed her accidently 🥹😭
User4: And when she was asked why she did it, she just casually said: "What do you mean why? He did it, thinking that I'd like it. I'd drink fucking posion if my man came to me with such thing!"
User3: And Ben Barnes, who is usually so cool, got teary eyed and hugged her thightly and apologized? On live? Even though he doesn't like talking about his life? That's who we stan.
User1: It's almost like we are their children, reminiscing about their past... But I'm jealous because I don't have someone like her in my life
User4: My life would surely be different if I had her in my life, not even as a partner. She just is so effortlessly kind...
Y/N's.dimple: Ben Barnes is living the life we want... We're just little gremlins watching them
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Y/N Y/L/N: Stop making my heart stop with that smile and being cute. Bitch. Who gave you the right? This goes straight to be my New lockscreen.
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User4: Y/N is just our inner voice coming out on social media
User3: Her love is agressive confessions of love, if you aren't gonna put a ring on her finger benbarnes, I will. And I'll do it gladly.
Y/N Y/L/N: Look at hım... So cute, so squeashy, so adorable. He is my handsome babygirl 🥰🤭 (No, I'm not giggling and kicking my feet, the scene would be ruined if I moved the came- Ah, look at that! Suddenly I'm on hım??) Liked by benbarnes
User4: Aight my life didn't matter anyways *dies of cuteness*
User5: I love the way they love each other and show it without caring for anyone, and also how we simp for them 🥹😍❤️
amita_suman: @ user5, you guys aren't alone. We also feel the same way🥹
User7: Ben Barnes is finally being pampered on social media! He finally had his dream come true!
benbarnes.fans: The way she is so soft with others but absolutely a menace with Ben just shows that they are comfortable with each other so much...
User5: And the way he looks at her as she acts like who she really is? All comfortable with him?? I'm crying 🥹😭
User6: You know what's even best? If not for Y/N, we wouldn't have Ben, Amita, Jessie and others.
User3: I swear they all forget their passwords
User2: What's even funnier is that they really do forget their passwords and one time asked her... Y/N literally takes note their passwords and has absolute control over their accounts lol
User3: She wasn't called "the Mommy" for no reason🤣
Y/N Y/L/N: They are all children stuck in grown-up's bodies...It's hard you know? Taking care of them as a single mom😔
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Y/N Y/L/N: Another appreciation post!
1.Here is my lovely harem!
2. Just so you know, she was looking at me! And big applause for dear @ ambercrombachmua for all those amazing makeups! You guys are amazing!
3. That was the last day of shooting... Did they cry? Yes. Did we cry? Also yes. Did I hide in my caravan because I didn't want to see them all cry? Also yes.🥹
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User11: She is so precious, just like a cinnamon roll❤️
User7: love how she didn't forget to include the makeup department. Everyone needs to take a moment and appreciate them.
Y/N Y/L/N: We need to take SEVERAL minutes just to applaud them 👏
User6: Is she the one who did that amazing bloody, unhinged Kaz makeup? Because if so, I hope they are having an amazing day @ Y/N Y/L/N
Y/N Y/L/N: Yes, she was! And what a masterpiece it was...
Hater1: another cheating post!
User3: the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you here again? Go and cry at the corner.
Hater1: I just know that she banged at least one person there behind Ben's back. She doesn't deserve hım.
User3: THAT'S IT! HOW DARE YOU BRING THEM DOWN INTO THIS AND BLAME THEM WITH SUCH THING?! ALL OF THEM SHOWED NOTHING BUT LOVE FOR BOTH OF THEM, AND EVERYONE AND I MEAN EVERYONE WHO HAD EVER MET THEM HOW IN LOVE THEY LOOKED! THEY ARE SUCH SWEET PEOPLE THAT THEY DON'T DESERVE RHIS SHIT! JUST BECAUSE Y/N SHOWS HER LOVE THROUGH SARCASM DOESN'T MEAN SHE DOESN'T LOVE HIM! IF SHE DIDN'T, SHE WOULDN'T HAVE FLIGHT TO THE OTHER PART OF THE PLANET WHEN BEN WAS SICK! GET YOUR SICK BRAIN AND GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM AND DON'T RUIN THEIR HAPPINESS!
User7: Sis, here is your crown, you dropped it 〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→👑
benbarnes: and who do I deserve more than her? You?
User5: our dad hit the nail so nice! Well-said dad, hand them their ass! FANS ASSEMBLE TOGETHER!
benbarnes: I didn't say anything because my girlfriend wanted me to not do anything harsh, but now I'm happy to tell you that by disrespecting my love and me like that, you signed your doom. Enjoy your new hell.
User6: You know It's dead-ass serious when her man gets involved... I wanna see that hater cry.
User9: there is just something with the way Ben defended Y/N that... I can't just get out of my head.
User6: This is what a Man is, girls. Take notes and don't settle down for any less!
User7: The way she just doesn't share the others in the second one... Girl, do you hate the men of the cast?😂
User4: I heard that she actually loves them all so much *whispers slowly*
Y/N: Ahh, here is my secret out in the wild... there is another fanpage dedicated to them, they just don't know it
Kittheyounger: I knew you liked others than Luke! This is the best day of my life! Guys, you don't know how it feels like to be bullied and slapped by your own director😭 Someone who is supposed to love you and care for you, be there when you need and help you...
Y/N Y/L/N: Kit, your inner Jesper is showing itself again and I aint your mama
kittheyounger: what language is that?!
Y/N Y/L/N: American English, you Brit! Not that you would understand... and don't you dare spit your venom at my precious Luke and David...
User8: DOES THAT MEAN HE COMES BACK?! PLEASE I NEED IT!
User8: Y/N, THE PRETTIEST MOST SUCCESFULL WOMAN? I AM ON MY KNEES PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU?!
User2: Bro is desperate lol @ user8
User5: This further proves that, yes Jessie is the favourite one
User3: but look at her and that little scrunch if her nose! How could she not be?🤭🥰
Y/N Y/L/N: another one who understands my point... One day, everyone will ✊🥹
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Y/N Y/L/N: Same, sis, same...✊🥹
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benbarnes: One day, love... Just one day of you not sharing any "memes" about me.
Y/N: But... But they are cute 👉👈 And you are so... Hot. And mine.
benbarnes: the real thing is sitting next to you and you are giggling at your phone??
Y/N Y/L/N: But... But I have to look at your younger pictures. You aged like fine wine and I'm this 🤏 close to just jump on you and...you know what I mean.
benbarnes: Okay, that's enough internet for you today 😑😳🫠
User9: Y/N just realized how hot her man is and now she uses every chance to tease hım and I'm living for it
User6: Like we always say: Live, laugh and love Y/N and her sense of humor
Y/N Y/L/N: It's the same as Gen-Z humour really. There are young people working for me, and they tell me the most bizarre stories ever like... how are you all still alive??
User8: Ben is just so done yet also in love with her that he just can't say no to her 🥹❤️
User9: Her captions are just killing me 🤣 By the way is that hater fine? If not, I can just... talk to her like a civil person🔪
User5: I heard user3 handed that person their ass from DMs so bad that they erased their account lol
User9: Good for her! That shit never gave up on picking on our parents, someone had to show them our power
User12: The way Ben defended her tho😳 I bet my ass dad is planning homicide and I'd gladly help. FOR OUR MOTHER!
user7: by the way they had been all over each other in stories and post... They are probably having a hot session or something 👐
User3: Thank you all for your support! I was just so angry at them for saying such things about probably the nicest people on this Planet! They saved me, and many others, without even knowing, Y/N is the sweetest soul ever with how she supports and is there for everyone who wants her help and she ABSOLUTELY doesn't deserve to get hate!
Y/N Y/L/N: I can actually cry, I'm so grateful to have fans like you 🥹
Y/N.Fanpage: PLEASE DON'T CRY I CAN'T BEAR IT-
User12: Girlie pop Y/N also had a crush on Caspian, best Info I had today 😌
User5: The way Y/N just knows her man and how he aged is so mood
User3: Considering she also tried to jump on his bones... Also a mood
User2: girl, did something happen today? @ Y/N Y/L/N Usually she isn't that mushy... Not that I have a complaint.
amita_suman: @ user2 no, except one of the workers we absolutely loathe flirting with him shamelessly in front of her 😒
freddycarter1: and her absolutely roasting her so bad that she quit... And us planning our revenge 🤭
archierenaux3: No one messes with our parents!😡
Y/N Y/L/N: I apologize for the inconvenient shit I'll be right now but... Did the FUCKING Nicki Minaj just... Like my post?
User5: Opps, we lost her again...
benbarnes: Indeed we did... She is blasting her songs inside the house right now.
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hiiii :D
would it be okay for you to do bi-han, liu kang and kung lao x hypermobile reader if you're not too busy or anything?
like reader has alot of pain in the knees, back and gets frequent migraines and they try to help?
Hey bookie, I wasn’t ignoring you. I was just procrastinating 😭. Finally got to it though! When I looked it up a hypermobile person seemed like a double jointed person but with occasional aches but obviously there could be stuff I missed since I’m not hypermobile. Because of that I mainly focused on the things you brought up however if there’s certain things I missed, you can always request again.
Bi-Han
When it comes to your joints moving more than normal, I don't see him making a big deal about it
I don't see him being like “omg that's so cool” but I also don't see him being like “that's freaky”
It's something he notices but doesn't point out
When it comes to pain he'll suggest stretching it out, which might do the opposite but it's what his brain conjures up first
I just feel like stretching and trained assassins go hand in hand
He knows multiple stretches that focus on those areas and that's what he'd suggest first
There’s also other physical activities like walking for your knees
His brain goes to physical things
If all else fails, he's a walking ice pack
I don't think he'd necessarily want to be an ice pack but if I'm the wind under your wings, spit out a couple ice cubes for me
As for migraines I am a firm believer that Bi-Han as the oldest brother is a mini medic
He'd assume your sick so he'd advise you to drink tea, eat soup and keep your eyes closed so they're not being strained while looking at something bright
If you get migraines often he'd buy some thick ass curtains so the sun doesn't peek through
He may be a lil asshole but I'm gonna stay delusional and believe he'd be a good partner
He's a good man Savannah-
Liu Kang
I also think he wouldn't make a big deal out of it
He might comment on it but you'd be forgiven for thinking he forgot about it
Idk how you could use this in fighting but if you could, all 3 of them are impressed
When it comes to pain in the knees and back, he's the opposite of an ice pack
His power might work better with aches and pains. Depends on your body
I doubt heating his hand up would be difficult for him
He mostly wants you to rest and take warmth baths to soak your joints
Him and Bi-Han are mini medics but Bi-Han is more of a physical therapist. Also sitting around is a problem for him. Liu Kang is more patient and understands that there’s nothing wrong with taking a break and letting yourself heal
He probably also knows a bunch more healing methods I don't
He's been around the block for awhile. He knows how to do other things besides leave someone concussed
Assuming you're a regular human, he knows how weak your body is (no tea no shade) and you really need to rest or you'll break down
That's his thought process with migraines as well
Has you sleep a lot more since migraines can be eased with sleep
He knows all the tricks in the book. You know when your parent is like “you have a headache? why don't you *insert the most old and outlandish bullshit*”?
That's him
You'd think he'd use all this worldly knowledge to oh, idk, build an empire or smth but no
Kung Lao
He wouldn't make a comment in a mean way but he would do a double take
Maybe I'm wrong but I would imagine people don't go “hey! How are you? I'm hyper mobile btw”
So when he sees a joint kinda move funny he's thinking “am I tweaking? I gotta be”
But then it happens again and he's like “aight, what the fuck was that?”
He asks a few more questions but that's kinda it. He won't ask your whole life story. If you wanna share more, then you will
When it comes to pain you gotta thug that one out-
I'm joking… slightly
Liu Kang is a demigod. Bi-Han is a human but got magic powers. Kung Lao is a normal person and only has a hat
And I don't wanna hear about the magic shit in his moves. In the game I'm pretty sure he only has that hat. The hat is cool and all but my point is, he can't magic any pain he feels away
He knows better than anyone that sometimes you just gotta take the shit on the chin and try to go on about your day
However, that wouldn't be his only solution
Regular human who can't make his own ice packs means he's a regular human with tons of medicine
Medicine he'd obviously share
He'd even buy some specifically for joint pain and keep it on him for you
Same with medicine for migraines
He probably has way more of those so he can't carry all those bottles but he carries some in his pocket
He actually has a phone so he's for sure looking up ways to help with any pain or discomfort
Whatever comes up, he'll suggest to you or help you with
Your pain won't go away the quickest with him but it's obvious he's trying his hardest
I did not mean to give Kung Lao the most-
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Confrontation
armin confronts you about where you've been going late at night.
desc: arminxfemreader, kinda erenxfemreader, mordern au, toxic reader, 18+, mdni, armin lowkey mean, ass slapping, dom armin, black coded reader. (I only proofread this once, I'm sorry I'm tired asf lmao.)
Everything about your relationship with Armin is toxic. The fights, the secrets, the leaving around 3 in the morning to god knows where. I mean, that part was mostly you. After you and Armins fights and apology sex, you'd always find yourself in the shower by 1, putting on a sexy outfit, fixing up your hair into a sleek bun, putting on your makeup and following with tons of perfume, you'd finally turn off your location so Armin didn't know where you could be going.
But Armin wasn't dumb, he knew what you'd been up to. It took him a while to figure it all out. When you'd come home one day smelling like weed and cologne, thinking that Armin was sleep but he'd been wide awake that whole morning. Since then, every morning, he would listen to the patter of the shower, the clanking of your makeup and makeup brushes, and the soft sounds of you putting on your perfume and walking out the apartment you shared.
How it angered him, disgusted him. He knew that you and him were going through a rough patch, but it hurt him that you'd even think about sleeping with his best friend, Eren.
He thought about doing the same to you. To make you worry like you made him worry. To make you wonder, why? But no. Armin was smarter than that, he was going to have to confront you.
That same night you did your routine, shower, dress up, make up, and perfume. But before you could even make your way out the bathroom, there stood Armin.
He may not have been that tall, but he was tall enough to intimidate you. His blue eyes luminated in the dark and a sharp frown was placed on his face. In a cold tone, he questioned you.
"Where you goin' ma?"
You froze in your tracks, eye's looking anywhere but Armin's because you knew your stupid ass would break down and cry. You'd been caught and that made it so hard to speak.
"I-I need to make a few runs. Can you move?"
You say to him. You try to shove him out the way, but he won't budge. He clears his throat and with a sterner look at you, he questions you again.
"Y/n. where. you. goin'?"
He gets closer to you, and you frown.
"'Min, oh my god I already told you. Move the fuck out the way."
You whisper yell at him. He sighed and rubbed his head, clearly frustrated.
"Aight, since you can't tell me where you goin', Imma make you mama."
With that, Armin slammed the bathroom door shut and shoved you to the bathroom counter. You gasped.
"'Armin! What the f-"
He gripped your waist. Hard enough to make veins pop out of his hands. Armin kissed, sucked, and bit your neck repeatedly. You moaned in response, trying to push him off of you but it felt so good. So, you slowly made your way towards his pants, rubbing him through his boxers.
"Minny.."
You moaned. He chuckled and that made your heart drop. He licked and kissed his way up to your ear, only inches away he whispered.
"Bet he don't make you moan like dis' ma."
Your heart started to beat faster in your chest. He knows? How could he know? He got up to look at your face in pure shock. He grinned.
"You thought I wasn't gonna' find out ma?"
"'Min, please I'm sorry."
"Nah mama, you only sorry cause I found out. But it's okay, imma make you real sorry."
Suddenly, he grabs your waist and flips you around. Face down, ass up. He pulled down the stretchy grey leggings you were wearing and made a quick slap to your ass. You moan.
"'Min, please.."
He smacks it harder.
"Ah!"
You cry out.
"Take this shit ma, this what you get."
You start to cry. He was teasing you cause he knew this what made you feel good. The pain mixed with pleasure made it all worth it, but you wanted him and needed him. Craved him. Not Eren, Armin. You needed Armin.
"Minny, please I'm sorry. I won't hurt you no mo' baby please. I need you, only you. I only want you"
You look up at him through the bathroom mirror. There, was a satisfied smirk from Armin. He rubbed your ass as he leaned to whisper in your ear once again.
"You such a good girl mama, I'll make sure to make you feel real special."
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Why Bisexual Jon Snow Could Work /srs
Jon Snow is bisexual and here's why.
Aight, I'm aware the queer rep in asoiaf is pretty eh for the most part. Sweets is cool, and Loras and Renly have a nice implied relationship but Dany and Cersei having gay sex scenes felt way more fetishized than actually meaningful representation, especially since neither character considers a romance with a woman. Because of this, I'm gonna say that while I think this could be a valid direction to take the story, I'm like 50% sure that GRRM won't write it. Then again, it's been so long between books that times have literally changed and FnB seemed to have a ton of queer relationships so who knows.
Ok, ok, so I've laundered my argument; we all know why we're really here. Jon Snow could be bisexual and that could be really important for the story. Why?
First and most obvious is that it's another parallel with Dany. Jon and Dany have had storylines that directly mirror each other, especially in books 3 and 5. Dany is confirmed bisexual by the narrative, since she has regular sex with her handmaiden Irri, although because of her position of power over her, she tries to limit them. And, as already mentioned, she never gets to be romantically attracted to a woman. Maybe that's coming in future novels, who knows, but all that to say Dany and Jon mirroring each other on the bi front is not inconceivable, especially when you consider that there is already evidence for Jon being bi.
I'm sure most of you deep into this discourse(?) have probably predicted that I'm going to talk about Satin. And if this story does go in the 'Irri' direction, Satin is definitely the candidate for Jon's male love interest. He's a former prostitute from Oldtown, which mirrors another of Dany's handmaids (Doreah I think) and he's Jon's steward, like Irri is to Dany. Other characters also seem to think that Satin has kinda slept his way up the ranks to being Jon's steward, confirming at least that this idea is in GRRM's head. I wanna take a look at a few scenes and see how they could imply a future relationship between Jon and Satin. Take a look at this fight scene between Jaime and Brienne (I promise this is relevant.)
"'Give me the sword, Kingslayer.'
'Oh I will.' He sprang to his feet and drove at her, the longsword alive in his hands. Brienne jumped back, parrying, but he followed, pressing the attack. No sooner did she turn one cut than the next was upon her. The swords kissed and sprang apart and kissed again. Jaime's blood was singing...
...The dance went on. He pinned her against an oak, cursed as she slipped away, followed her through a shallow brook half choked with fallen leaves. Steel rang, steel sang, steel screamed and sparked and scraped, and the woman was grunting like a sow at every crash, yet somehow he could not reach her."
To me this scene has always read as implicitly foreshadowing Brienne and Jaime's future romance. Words like "kissed" or "grunted" or "pinned her against a tree" feel implicitly romantic/sexual, even the way the scene is described as a "dance." Jaime even says at a later point "Might I have this dance my lady" to mock her. Of course there is plenty more in the story as a whole that foreshadows Brienne and Jaime having a relationship, but I use this as an example because I want to point out how GRRM sometimes writes a fight scene as romantic and sexual foreshadowing, or at least that can be how some scenes are interpreted. Now I want to look at the scene where Jon trains Satin.
"It's too heavy," the Oldtown boy complained.
"It's as heavy as it needs to be to stop a sword," Jon said. "Now get it up." He stepped forward, slashing. Satin jerked the shield up in time to catch the sword on its rim, and swung his own blade at Jon's ribs. "Good," Jon said, when he felt the impact on his own shield. "That was good. But you need to put your body into it. Get your weight behind the steel and you'll do more damage than with arm strength alone. Come, try it again, drive at me, but keep the shield up or I'll ring your head like a bell . . ."
This scene reads similarly to me. Words like "jerked," "rim," "get it up," even the one word sentence "Come," can read as sexual foreshadowing in a similar way to Jaime and Brienne if you are given context that Jon and Satin do end up together. In particular, "ring your head like a bell" reminds me of a scene where Gendry gets approached by a girl but rejects her advances.
"I'm named Bella," the girl told Gendry. "For the battle. I bet I could ring your bell, too. You want to?"
I would be remised if I didn't mention that Jon calls Satin pretty three times in the chapter where he's supposed to be engaged in a battle with the wildlings. Like yeah, that's a bit weird, why are you thinking about that now Jon. Or I could mention the fact that he described Satin’s voice swearing his words as being like song and that he could smell the fresh sweet oils Satin rubbed into his beard. Jon… buddy you got something you wanna say? I’m joking of course: you don't have to be queer to recognize another man's beauty. What I think puts this into perspective is if you compare this to how he describes Val, someone who it's generally agreed upon that he takes an interest in.
Here's a quote where Jon describes Satin:
"The boy claimed to be eighteen, older than Jon, but he was green as summer grass for all that. Satin, they called him, even in the wool and mail and boiled leather of the Night's Watch; the name he'd gotten in the brothel where he'd been born and raised. He was pretty as a girl with his dark eyes, soft skin, and raven's ringlets. Half a year at Castle Black had toughened up his hands, however, and Noye said he was passable with a crossbow."
Now here's Val:
"Val stood on the tower roof, gazing up at the Wall. Stannis kept her closely penned in rooms above his own, but he did allow her to walk the battlements for exercise. She looks lonely, Jon thought. Lonely, and lovely. Ygritte had been pretty in her own way, with her red hair kissed by fire, but it was her smile that made her face come alive. Val did not need to smile; she would have turned men's heads in any court in the wide world."
I mean, the fact that "pretty" is a word used to describe both Ygritte and Satin is a connection that I shouldn't need to point out the significance of, but I digress. If you actually compare these quotes, both look like neutral descriptions of someone's appearance in isolation, however in context, you have to ask why the author shows you this stuff. Why does Jon comment on how good looking both of these characters are so often? It doesn't seem like there would be any other purpose to these, again, repeated descriptions of both Val and Satin other than to highlight that the fact that Jon finds both of them attractive is important.
Again, none of this proves anything outright. I mention this because this is the sort of thing where if you reread the books with this lens, suddenly more things start to jump out at you, and it can read like obvious foreshadowing you missed. Like when Catelyn sees her reflection in some armor and comments on how "drowned" she looks. It doesn't mean too much on a first read, but when you know what happens to her, it's some clever foreshadowing.
Another big reason I think Jon getting with Satin might be important is that you can see it as a pivotal part of Jon's character arc, specifically Jon's sexual awakening storyline. When Jon first has sex with Ygritte, she's the one who initiates the interaction. In fact she has been doing that the whole time he's had her hostage, teasing him with advances and mocking him for his inexperience. In the famous cave scene, Jon's thoughts are how he wants to bang her, but also about how it would be in conflict with his vows. That's the main reason he never has sex with her until she incites it on her own; it's not because he doesn't want to. It's because he thinks it would violate the words he swore at the weirwood.
So Ygritte begins this part of his arc, and Jon discovers that he likes having sex, how original. But he still feels reservations about it, during the act and afterwards. After all, his people resent him for being able to openly take a woman to bed with him, while they have to go to Mole's Town to dig if they want to get any action at all.
My view on this is that the story is heading in a sex-positive direction with respect to Jon. There’s plenty of theming about this “why is it a sin if it feels so good” etc etc. The books are full to the brim of people feeling needlessly guilty about having casual sex, Jon especially. Where I think this is headed, therefore, is probably something like a wildling understanding of sex; Jon has to view sex as Ygritte did, because that was always the healthiest way for him to go about it. Except this time, to complete his arc, he is going to need to take the initiative himself and embrace his desires like Ygritte did. Her teasing him for not doing this was trying to get him to come out of his shell. It would feel strange to me if this went nowhere. Jon needs a future romantic/sexual partner so that he can feel no qualms with taking the initiative with them. How he learns to do that is up to George but suffice it to say, however uncertain I maybe that this partner will be Satin, a future romance is in the cards for Lord Snow.
So Jon's in a bit of a bind here from a meta perspective. If we want him to complete his sexual awakening storyline, he's going to have to take the initiative himself with a partner without feeling any inhibitions. But he can't do that if he's still a brother of the Night's Watch because of the aforementioned conflict with his vows. But he's not going to stop being a crow, his vows are important to him. So how do we reconcile the fact that Jon's character arc about his sexuality needs to be resolved, but he also needs to keep to his words? Simple: make his next partner male so it doesn't violate anything.
I've actually thought this could work as a plot point for anyone either in the Night's Watch or the Kingsguard. One of these men surely has to consider at some point the obvious loophole of "so I can't bed a woman, but what about a man?" and how that affects their honor or whatever. It just slots kinda nicely into Jon's storyline here. Another reason it really works is that Jon is looking to socially progress the Night’s Watch: unity with the wildlings, defending Satin from homophobia etc. Him realising the obvious flaw of the vows for not considering that men can be romantically involved through his own experiences as a bi guy can help him begin to dismantle the outdated nature of the customs. He’s framed as this sort of reformer, and being a queer bastard (who is also probably the lost heir to the Targaryen dynasty) makes this thematically poignant. He’s an outcast, but also a king.
Of course, he’s always been an outcast, being queer would just help add to that. And this is just one way of writing this arc; I’m not married to this take on this basis alone.
I can so imagine a scene where Jon is having sex with Satin and the lit hearth is positioned behind Satin's head from Jon's POV and it looks like Satin's been 'kissed by fire.' Also, Jon considering how Ygritte would feel about him doing this and coming to that conclusion that she would be proud seems like a great way to end a chapter about the two hooking up because Jon's arc would be basically resolved.
This final part is something that I feel should not be left merely implied: Jon being canonically bisexual would be great representation. This is one of the most beloved and famous heroes in all of fantasy, hell, in all of modern fiction. Making him queer would be a really important step forward for queer rep that should not be underestimated. Verity Ritchie (VerilyBitchie on yt) did an excellent video essay on bisexuality in reality tv, a point from which I'm going to paraphrase: it's really hard to effectively depict bisexuals because any confirmed relationship with another character would look like they 'picked a side.' But in order to continually show someone's openness to sexual attraction to two or more genders, you risk going to far the other way, falling into the bisexual sex demon stereotype. This is a really difficult needle to thread, and is why we have characters like Nick Nelson constantly having to remind us that they're bi, rather than having us just assume they could be. Put simply, we need better bi representation, especially with men and Jon Snow is excellent casting for the role. His relationship to Ygritte is constantly referenced throughout the narration as something he treasures and misses, so there would be no doubt that he was not 'gay the whole time.' But, if the Satin story goes ahead, there can be no doubt he's not queer either. Literature is a great place to put bi characters, I think, since an internal monologue can remind you of past relationships with other characters of different genders and how they mean something to the character in question, but never undermining the integrity of the current relationship.
Me personally, I'd be buzzing for Jon Snow to be confirmed as bi. Really interested to see people's thoughts on this.
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Postal Dad Headcanons
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(Requested by Gojifan1962)
HAPPY POSTAL 2 DAY!!!!! Can't believe Dude is finally old enough to drink. Homie is going places and I'm proud of him!
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-Aight, so I'm turning this request to a pregnancy/dad headcanons cause why not. Kill two birds with one stone and might as well start from the beginning, breaking the news that you're pregnant
-Now, Dude doesn't seem one to want kids. But since these are my headcanons, too bad. I'm sure he's thought about it before, but never really took time to truly consider it, especially with his deteriorating mental health and a marriage that has lost it's meaning long ago
-He's always had Champ to look at as his baby. His spoiled little baby at that. But now that he isn't with his ex-wife anymore, and is now in a happier relationship (with you, dear reader) having a kid or two might be something for him to start considering, might
-The pregnancy was definitely unplanned. A little "oops" if I may. It was nervewracking to tell him. How would he react? Does he even like kids? Could he handle being a dad?
-So, after some pep talk, you finally tell him. It doesn't register at first. KInda goes in one ear and out the other. It takes a few seconds of him blankly staring at you for him to finally understand what you said. And, surprisingly, he's ecstatic! Pick you up, swing you around, give you some smooches. Maybe some tears even shed
-But then the hard part starts, the big thing is that there's gonna have to be some changes (the crack addiction). After years of doing it, it's gonna be hell to quit. But if he kicks it now, it won't be a problem later when the baby is born. So be ready to have a cranky Dude around. You're both gonna be taking care of each other during this time. He's gonna need a lot of support during this
-Once the rough part of withdrawls is over, and he starts feeling better, he'll be already coming up with ideas for the baby's room. I'd like to think that his trailer has two rooms, one the guys you sleep in, the other is probably where he keeps his weapons. So he's gonna have to find a new place to put all his weapons cause we can't have the new baby trying to use the Napalm Launcher... yet
-At some point, he's gonna question if staying in Paradise would be the best choice. He doesn't want his kid to get hurt or deal with the consequences of being his kid, so you guys might pack the trailer up and start anew somewhere else, let's just hope the chaos doesn't follow
-As the months go on, Dude will start to get anxious. He worries that he won't be a good dad for the little one. He never had a good relationship with his Father's, one's dead and the other he basically has no contact with. He knows you'd make an amazing parent, no doubt about it. But he will need a lot of reassuring that he'll make a good dad. Plz help him
-He's ready to deal with anything and everything you throw at him. Morning sickness, cravings, he will go out at 3am to get you whatever you're craving if it means making you happy. He'll let you lay around and do nothing while he takes care of the place. Hell, even Champ will be loving on you as well. Staying by your side during the whole pregnancy (Dude gets a little jealous)
-When it's baby time, he's in full panic mode. Speeding to the hospital and refusing to leave your side. He'd be ready to fight the doctors and nurses if they don't listen to you or are even slightly rude. By the time the baby is born, he's gonna have a broken hand by how hard you were gripping it and he almost got kicked out of the hospital three times
-So now baby is born and Dude now has a new best friend. He just met his kid and he's already planning all the fun chaos the two will have. He's so excited to finally be able to hold his baby. He already knew he was gonna spoil the fuck out of them
-He's a lot more of an active dad than you'd think he'd be. He's rather a night owl so he doesn't mind being the one who's getting up to take care of the baby, he wants you to get your rest.
-Is the type to get the baby onesies that say things like, "I can't fucking read". He thinks it's hilarious. And if you don't stop him, he'll be trying to teach the kid how to swear and flip people off.
-The type of dad you'll catch sitting at the tiny kids table with your kid, wearing a tiara and getting his nails done by your kid. Yes, he will wear a dress if his kid asks. How is he supposed to say no to such an adorable face?
-He can't help but spoil them. Again, he struggles to say no to them. He would kill for his kid. He would steal toys for them as well. He will shank a bitch for an American Girl doll, he doesn't care. His child NEEDS this doll, and he will stop at nothing to get them what they want
-He will teach his kid how to defend themselves. He doesn't trust people and he wants to make sure his kid is safe. He'll be gifting his kid weapons once they turn 13. The kid will have an alarming knowledge about different types of weapons
-He doesn't want his kid seeing him killing people. He knows how traumatizing it can be to see such a thing. He'd feel so horrible if he was the cause of his kid's trauma. But he sees his kid kill someone, he's helping with hiding the body. If they're killing someone, then clearly that person was in the wrong cause his kid can do no wrong
-He really do be a dad that is chill and you can tell everything to. If his kid is in deep trouble, they know they can call their dad to help. Very rarely will Dude ever be mad at his kid. They have to do something really horrible for him to be upset with them. He's also the type of dad who wouldn't care if his kid smokes and/or drinks. He'd smoke with his kid if it didn't make his schizophrenia worse
-So to finally end this long post, Dude would be a good dad. He wouldn't be perfect, but he's trying. He would want the best for them. He does get overprotective of them as well. He'd be a content man in life with his family. Ain't nothing gonna ruin it <3
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aight come get y’all food hehe
Business as Usual pt.2
(Sorry about the wait! Hope y’all enjoy :))
Summary: Lyla informs Peter about something that Might help Miguel relax for a bit.
Lee Miguel
Ler Peter
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At 9 at night, a message from Lyla was the last thing Peter was expecting. He had fallen asleep in his recliner after putting Mayday to bed when his phone buzzed in the crack of the cushion, the sound amplified by the texture of the leather and waking the groggy man. He slipped his hand down and fumbled with the phone, grunting in frustration before finally managing to pry it from it's pit. He squinted at the sudden light, allowing his eyes to adjust before reading.
"Miguel has finally agreed to me sharing some information that I think you'll find very useful."
Peter furrowed his brow, perplexed before reading the name at the top of the messaging app. His eyes widened as his sleepiness was readily forgotten as he sent a message back to Lyla.
"Lay it on me!" Peter sent back with a thumbs up. Lyla's message sent back in a matter of seconds, reading:
"I could explain, but I think this video will do justice for all the details."
Peter quickly tapped the video, cursing his slow connection as it buffered for a moment. The moment the video played, his face lit up in delight, laughing as he started to compose a message back.
"You think he'd let me?" To say he was excited was an understatement- he wasn't even entirely certain of the last time he had seen Miguel smile.
"He'll definitely curse you out, but it'll be good for him. Trust the process and go for the hips." Lyla messaged back, only making Peter grin more. He sent back a thumbs up emoji and went to get ready for bed. He figured he would get well rested enough to remain agile in case he got hit.
By around lunchtime at noon, Miguel was back to his usual irritable demeanor. He had grabbed himself a sandwich from the cafeteria and had barely touched it, instead staring at the screens in front of him and watching for anomalies with a glare.
Peter swung in landing with a soft thud behind Miguel and leaning over the other man's shoulder with a huge grin.
"Ooh, fun, fun. Scowling over the Spiderverse?" Peter commented, earning a irritated huff from Miguel.
"I'm working. Like you should be doing. Preferably in your own universe."
Peter chuckled, unbothered by Miguel's grumpy jabs.
"C'mon, you're working all the time. Why don't you loosen up a little? You never laugh, smile- Spiderpeople are funny! You're the only Spiderman who's not funny!" Peter went on his 'witty spider' rant, wrapping an arm around Miguel's shoulders. Miguel thought about shrugging him off, but instead rolled his eyes, glancing at another screen away from Peter's head.
"What are you even doing here, anyways? What's it gonna take to get you to leave?" Miguel grumbled. Peter's face lit up as Miguel asked the question, taking this as the perfect opportunity to elaborate.
"What will it take? Hmm... let's see... How about a smile for once? Lyla told me some interesting information last night..." Peter hummed, the arm draped over Miguel's shoulders moving to drag his fingers over the opposite side of Miguel's neck. His forearm rested on Miguel's collarbones, making it hard to shake off when Miguel jumped and fought back laughter.
"Peter..." Miguel warned, his cheeks tinting noticably redder as his voice strained to contain himself. He didn't fight Peter away, however. Instead he sat there, his shoulders trembling as he tried to appear calm.
"Miguel." Peter teased back, his fingers dragging dangerously close to Miguel's jaw. Miguel's chin snapped down to his chest, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he restrained laughter. Peter's movement didn't quit yet as he dragged his finger lightly behind Miguel's ear, causing the larger man to snort. Peter was grinning like a fool, his other hand sneaking behind Miguel to surprise him on his ribs.
"There we go! Now can you laugh? I'm almost worried you don't know how." Peter chuckled as Miguel started to curl in on himself. Now was the perfect time. Peter clutched his hand to Miguel's ribs, massaging his fingers over the bone gently. Miguel immediately arched away from the touch, an honest to god *giggle* slipping out of him as Peter unwrapped his arm from across his chest. Miguel suppressed more laughter, his face flushing red as a full blow grin graced his features. Peter's now free hand clung to the other side of Miguel's ribs, causing the other man to burst into laughter and curl into the desk in front of him. He wrapped his arms around his face as his shoulder shook with laughter as the loud sounds poured from behind his shield.
"That was a cute sound!" Peter laughed, fully pleased with himself as his hands shifted down to Miguel's sides. Miguel's head shot up at the change and his laughter was fully exposed to the room. He was grateful it was just him and Peter in his workspace.
"P-Peter! ¡Cállate!" He yelped out, his hands slamming onto the table as he gripped the metal surface. His claws ground with an almost painful sound, causing Peter to flinch and shift one of his hands back up to Miguel's ribs. Miguel's laughter grew in volume squirming and finally twisting himself around to grab at Peter's arms.
"Woah there!" Peter laughed, moving out of reach before moving back in to grab Miguel's hips like Lyla instructed earlier. Miguel's entire face scrunched up with laughter as he doubled over, gripping Peter’s wrists but not moving them in the slightest. His shoulders shook with loud laughter and even as his head bowed lower to hide himself, he didn’t look angry by it.
Peter stared at Miguel, partially overjoyed that his- even though it was really lyla’s -plan worked, and partially blown away that Miguel could even be anything other than angry. He heard a snort and whine from Miguel whom of which, in the midst of his dumbfounded musing, he had somewhat forgotten that he was actually still tickling him. He lightened up, spidering his fingers up Miguel’s sides one last time before pulling away. Miguel yelped and his head shot up as he arched his back a bit, his face still beaming from laughter. He sat there and curled around himself a hint, still shaking from residual giggles and catching his breath.
Peter continued to stand in front of Miguel, a large grin plastered across his face in pride. He patted Miguel’s shoulder earning a familiar groan from the larger man as he propped his elbows on his knees and hid his face.
“Nobody hears about this.” Miguel’s demanded, knowing full well he’d never hear the end of it. Peter just chuckled and shook his head.
“My lips are sealed. This stays between me you and Lyla- but hey! You seem a lot more relaxed now!” Peter commented. Miguel raised his head to shoot a glare at Peter, but it was clear that his heart wasn’t in it.
“Also, I didn’t hear a ‘stop’ or ‘no’- I think you told me to ‘shut up’, but-“
“Peter.” Miguel huffed, his face flushing again. Peter leaned in a bit closer to Miguel.
“What, am I wrong? Did you really hate it all that much?” Peter was being a bit more teasing, his voice traced by an amused laugh. He knew it was all in good fun and Miguel’s reaction said it all.
“I… Yeah, okay whatever. Just- go do something important.” Miguel huffed, his vague admission more than enough for Peter to beam.
“You know, maybe we could make it a business thing. We schedule once a week to help you rela-“
“PETER.”
“Alright, alright, I’m headed out! Sheesh.” Peter shrugged. He still couldn’t manage to wipe the smile from his own face, and maybe he could help Miguel wear one more often.
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Good plan, wrong people (E1610)
*all my posts are x black! reader*
summary: miles wants his girlfriend to meet his friend… but it doesn’t go well at all
Miles wasn’t stupid. Far from it quite frankly. But as he sat and watched everything unfold that night, he couldn’t help but think.
“i’m so fucking stupid” he sighed, facepalming himself before trying to stop the fight.
But let’s start from earlier.
“I just think you two should meet, it'll be cool to hang out with my girlfriend and one of my close friends together" Miles shrugged, looking at [name] with hope in his eyes.
"fine Miles. ill meet your friend" she chuckled, watching as Miles's eyes gleamed.
"great! she should be here soon" he smiled, making her raise an eyebrow.
"hmm, okay. lemme go get my phone" she said, making Miles nod as he turned the TV back up.
[name] went into Miles's room, humming before coming to a complete stop.
who in the fuck is this? she asked herself in her head.
"um, hey... are you Miles's friend?"
the girl in front of her nodded, not paying much mind to her.
"cool.. I'm [name], Miles's girlfriend" she smiled, trying to play nice for her boyfriend's sake.
silence.
"mm.. aight. MILES YOUR FRIEND HERE" [name] said after realizing she wasn't gonna get anything out of the girl.
Miles appeared in the doorway, his eyes wide.
"hu- oh hey Gwen" he said, nervously as his eyes shifted between Gwen and [name].
"uh this is-"
"I already told her who I was," she started, before turning to Gwen. "Just got a bunch of crickets when I did though," she mumbled, eyeing Gwen up and down before looking back at Miles.
"you changed your room around? it wasn't like this the last time I was here" Gwen said to Miles, ignoring the slight glare she was getting.
"the last time you was here-?" [name] voiced, now shifting her gaze to Miles who swallowed thickly.
"let's-let's go to the roof. mami might be home soon" he mumbled.
[name] chuckled dryly, walking out the door and up to the roof.
"mi amor!" miles called, making her turn around and wait for him to catch up.
"what?"
"just let me explain-"
"explain what?" she asked, making him shut up.
she turned back around, opening the door to the roof.
she walked to the railing, picking up the noise of 2 pairs of feet following her.
she leaned on it, looking out into the city as Miles and Gwen approached.
"remember when we sat on the Empire State Building and watched the sunset?" Gwen asked Miles, making [name]'s head snap over to them.
Miles's eyes widened and his eyebrows furrowed at Gwen.
"uh- I- um.. yeah?" he said, more like a question than an answer.
she smiled at him as he made eye contact with [name].
he could see she was on the verge of blanking, so he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"im trying for you, Miles. I really am. but now im finding out you're a sneaky ass nigga and Ian too much going for it" she said bluntly, pushing his arm from around her.
"is he sneaky or do you just not pay attention-"
"bitch Ian ask you. you ain't wanna talk the whole time you been here, don't start now" [name] interrupted, making Gwen scoff.
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"ma, chill" Miles sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
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"shut up, Miles"
"you're talking to him like that?" Gwen asked, scrunching her face up.
"why you worried bout how I'm talking to my boyfriend?" [name] asked, leaning up off the rail.
"talking like that, maybe you don't need a boyfriend"
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SMACK!
Miles stood totally frozen as Gwen's cheek reddened from the impact of the backhand.
"ion know where you from, shorty, but we don't take rudeness too lightly over here" [name] said, glaring at her.
Gwen stood totally in shock before attempting to punch her.
damn, how tragic.
[name] weaved before throwing a 2 piece, hitting Gwen in her nose and her other cheek.
and it just went up from there.
Gwen wailing "get off of me! Miles! get her off of me!"
Miles panicking, trying to figure out a way to get [name] off of Gwen.
[name] relentlessly punching the shit out of Gwen yelling, "talk shit now bitch! talk shit now!"
“i’m so fucking stupid” Miles sighed, facepalming himself before trying to stop the fight.
he tried to just grab [name], which ended with him getting hit in the chest on accident.
he finally came to his senses, webbed her before pulling her to him and bear hugging her so she couldn't get back to Gwen.
"get the fuck off me Miles! you let her do all that talking and shit now wann-"
"[name! chill!" he huffed, tightening his arms around her.
Gwen got up, tears in her eyes as she held her face.
"go tell your people how they spiderwoman got beat the fuck up!" [name] spat, glaring at Gwen with the most anger.
the only things you could hear then were Gwen walking away and [name]'s heavy breathing.
once Gwen got out of sight, he let her go.
"really? really?" he asked, frustrated.
he really wanted this to work.
"really? you're mad at me when im the one finding out my nigga going behind my back letting bitches in his room and watching sunsets n shit?" she asked, looking at him like he was dumb.
"look, I know, im wrong ma. but I really wanted y'all to get along so Ian have to like..." he trailed off, making her eyebrow raise.
"what? so you gotta keep lying to me? going behind my back?" she asked, sticking her neck out.
he groaned, throwing his head back.
"lo siento, mami. but she was dragging it. she just came in my room like once for a brief time because we had a mission" he defended himself, dragging her to him by her waist.
"you still took her to see the sunset" she said, attempting to move his hands but he only gripped her tighter.
"nothing like that, babe. just having a talk before she went back home" he said, making her hum.
"mhm, I hear you"
he rolled his eyes, playfully.
"you know I wouldn't do you bad, stop tripping" he chuckled, making her smile softly.
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"she's fucking rude!" [name] began explaining to Miles as they laid in his bed.
"I walked in and I asked her are you miles friend? crickets, but she nodded her head. then I introduced myself, crickets. she aint even acknowledge me" she huffed, making Miles shake his head.
"im sorry, ma" he sighed, rubbing her back up and down as she laid on his chest.
"its okay, baby. im sorry for putting you in that situation on the roof," she sighed. "I really did try, I promise."
"don't worry bout it, its all good" he smiled at her, making her smile and give him a thumbs up.
The end.
{a/n: hey! first post lol! also, I don't use much Spanish for E1610 Miles because he doesn't use much of it in the movies plus it's my sense of contrast with him and E42 Miles (who has more of a Spanish influence from only having his mom). but thanks for reading, hope you all enjoy!}
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If your requests are open, can I Ask moriarty brothers and Sebastian Moran with very short S/O who's normalny sweet and cheerfull but turns out to be a suprisingly great brawler who can be extremely brutal in fights? :)
As a shorty myself, here's my answer;
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William
Man is a giant to you
Heck the moment you step into the Moriarty house, everyone (except for Fred) are giants
William would try to hide his fondness of your height
But fails
He has that one sweet smile just for you
He's whipped
Especially in bed
intimately and comforting
He'd hold you tightly into his chest
DONT MAKE ME GET STARTED WITH HUGS
warm
you'd even fall asleep while hugging
until...
smol y/n fights
yknow how cats are cute, soft, floofy?
until they attack?
yep. thats how you are.
Will is amazed and shocked
but nevertheless, he's worried about you
until one day, someone messed with you while you were shopping together
you smacked the culprit with the new skillet you just bought
man is speechless
"Oh dear, you did well. Let's go get a cup of tea." he'd say as a reward
"Thank you, honey."
Louis
You'd help him around in the kitchen and the manor
He'd find it adorable that you cant reach some spots
But he'll gladly help you
From passing the cloth to him
To him carrying you in his arms so you could do it yourself
It's just because he doesn't want you to get hurt from climbing on the stool or whatever
Set after timeskip
You and Louis are happily married
William is home
But there are some assholes that are still talking shit about Albert and Will
Without any hesitance, you flipped the chair you were sitting on at the culprit
It's been awhile since Louis saw you fight, but he's still surprised by your skills no matter what
He's even surprised to see you brawling with a man who catcalled you
You were pregnant at the time, belly has shown, but still strong as ever
Louis is too surprised and amazed
By your strength despite being in a vulnerable situation
"Are you okay, my dear?"
"I'm fine, just tired. Little bean was cheering for me when I was hitting that person."
'I married a great wife'
Albert
Despite being within the smaller side
Albert was more impressed than surprised by your strength
From multitasking house work
To helping out in the missions
There are disadvantages due to your short height
But you'd find ways to reach and hide
Which made you a great spy alongside Fred
Back when he was in prison, you'd always try to make him smile and comfort him
And he was appreciative of your efforts
And made him love you more
After his release, he was caught off guard when you managed to hurt Moran by hitting his pressure point
"Looks like you've lost, Moran. Good job, My Love"
"Oh no, it's nothing. He deserves it for not doing the housework."
Moran
THIS MAN IS HUGE
There was once people thought that you were either siblings or parent and child
It was a good advantage for disguises but
He's your one and only
But you called him.... Daddy
aight
He was attracted by your personality, which slowly made him notice your physical traits more
Your short height made him smirk
Teases all the way
Until he had said something to try to cheer you up, but made it worse
You had squeezed his hand so hard that he screamed
And you even took your anger out by punching a sand bag
That left a mark of your small fist and the force
'Did I marry a cat or a lion?'
"Sorry honey, did that hurt?" You'd ask
Another smirk
Y'all know where's that gonna lead to.
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tbvh, i'd like to hug all of them. i love tall people, they're so nice to hug. can i have a william please? I'm sorry, I hope you enjoy! Sorry if it's rushed.
~ Mayu
#yuukoku no moriarty headcanons#yuukoku no moriarty#yuukoku no moriarty scenarios#moriarty the patriot#william james moriarty scenarios#william james moriarty x reader#william james moriarty#albert james moriarty x reader#albert james moriarty#louis james moriarty#louis james moriarty x reader#sebastian moran#sebastian moran x reader
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Confide in Me
The lowdown: An angry and battered boyfriend, a scared yet concerned girlfriend and a $2.58 pack of frozen peas
MEGA HUUUUGE SHOUTOUT TO @auraee FOR HELPING ME WITH THE CONCLUSION CAUSE A CHICK WAS LOST
Word Count: 2.8k
Pairing: Rengoku x Black Reader (other readers are welcomed)
The things to know: VERYYY OOC Kyojuro, Blood, Smoking, Mentions of Child Abuse, Physical Abuse (kyojuro and shinjuro), Angst, yelling, swears, Eating as a coping mechanism (Kyojuro), a pack of frozen sweet peas
A/N: Oh, my, GOOOD. I hate how long this took and I'm sorry for how long it took. I got sick with something and I couldn't figure out for the life of me how to end this properly. I was also on the verge of deleting this numerous times to just write a version in the canon setting but I didn't want this to go to waste. I'm so grateful for @auraee for looking at the conclusion and giving me confidence. Big ups my g
I think after this, I'm gonna redo my masterlist and then finally move on to another baby daddy of mine (I'm fighting between Haganezuka and Eren.) Also can you tell that I finally figured out how to indent texts? lmao
You sighed for the umpteenth time as you paced anxiously, your purple led lights drenching your room. Picking up your phone, you fiddled with the strings to your oversized black hoodie, a gift from your boyfriend. Your boyfriend, the exact reason why you felt so anxious for the past half hour. You were only relaxing in your room, music playing softly in the background from your T.V
when you got the text. You went over the conversation on your phone as you sat on your bed.
KyoKyo: Hey, are you busy?
You: Hey hey, naw what's up
KyoKyo: Can I come over?
You: Like- rn? I aint complainin but what's going on?
KyoKyo: Yes, right now. I just can’t be at home rn
You: aight just hurry up
You sighed once more as you sat your phone down, mind running through all the endless possibilities over what could make Kyojuro see you at this hour. He's done it before but only when your facetime calls or text messages became too steamy to only be left behind a screen. No, what made this time different and made your hairs stand on end was how formal he was when texting you. No emojis, nothing. A soft knock came to your window as your leg bounced.
You quickly made your way across the room to open it, a chill breeze rushing into your room. You stood to the side as Kyojuro clumsily climbed into your room, landing on his back when he fully entered. "Fuck!" He exclaimed, feeling intense pain shoot up his spine. You looked at him in complete worry as he kicked his sneakers off and closed the window and blinds. "Kyojuro, what on earth happened to you?" You asked in shock, soaking in his appearance.
Kyojuro's trademark mane was in a disheveled bun. His white shirt and gray sweatpants were decorated with blood spots, not too much to cause extreme concern but it was enough for you to assume the worst. His arms had bruises dancing on them, his knuckles dawning a crimson shade. He turned to face you, a disgruntled and annoyed expression taking over his usually cheery demeanor. You covered your mouth in silent shock as the condition of his face was revealed to you.
Dried blood rested at the corner of his mouth, a bloody nose and a black eye present on his visage. "Kyojuro what on earth happened to you?" You asked in shock as he silently walked over to your desk, searching through your designated snack drawers in your desk that he helped fill up a few days ago. "Kyojuro!" You shouted to get his attention.
"Can I borrow your lighter?" He asked gruffly, back still facing you as he dug deeper in the drawers. "That idiot Uzui took mine the other day and he won't give it back. He probably lost it or something." He pulled out your hot pink lighter as well as a couple of honey buns and tossed them on the bed before sitting down.
You sighed in defeat, accepting the fact that you wouldn't get any explanation as of now. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna get some bandages and stuff for you."
"Can you bring back some drinks too? I don't mind what kind." He called out to you as you exited the room.
"Yeah, sure whatever." You said softly as you closed the door behind you. Your brows furrowed as you made your way to the kitchen, wracking your brain on what to do and what happened. You've never had trouble dealing with Kyo's injuries, in fact they were pretty common when it came to them. Being friends with a cocky guy like Uzui would always come with a few fights from other people. However, Uzui would be with him right now so you could treat the both of them. Did..did he and his dad get into a fight? You shook your head as you let the pipe water from the sink fill a bowl with warm water. You felt slightly guilty for that question in your head, it was wrong to assume something so heavy about Kyojuro and his father. Although, it wouldn’t be too far fetched to think about it. Kyojuro informed you once that his dad was a bit of a hardass and that they were usually at odds, but you didn't think it would ever reach a level of violence.
You took out two water bottles from the fridge and placed them in the pockets of your sweatpants for extra hand space. You also took out a frozen bag of peas before shutting off the sink pipe. Taking a roll of bandages from the junk drawer and stuffing them into your hoodie pocket, you rubbed your forehead in thought. Gathering everything, you began to shuffle back to your room in deep thought. Whatever the case may be, Kyojuro would have to tell you. It wouldn't be like him to keep it from you forever.
Gritting your teeth, annoyance slowly started to seep into your veins as you thought back to the very short one-sided conversation you had with your boyfriend. You loved Kyojuro with your whole heart, you did, but you hated the moments when he was too deep in his own aggravation or excitement to pay you any mind or answer any questions you had. It wouldn't kill him to answer a simple question or even acknowledge your existence with a "Hey Babe" without you having to repeatedly call his name or shake him aggressively.
Entering your room, your eyes rested on the fresh pile of honey bun and chips wrappings that resided in your trash can, Kyojuro nowhere to be seen. You sighed softly as you walked in, resting the supplies on your desk and the water bottles on your pillows. The snacks were supposed to last you a month, but you couldn’t be upset over the majority of them falling victim to Kyojuro’s coping mechanism. With a click, your door opened again, revealing a shirtless Kyojuro, his face wet. "I had to wash my face real quick." He announced, -reminding you of a child telling his mother that he "frew" up in the wee hours of the night- as you pointed him to your bed, silently telling him to sit.
"So, can you finally tell me exactly what the hell happened to you?" You asked, handing him a washcloth to dry his face as he tossed his shirt to the side. A tired sigh released from his lips as he dried his face. He looked at you, incandescent eyes swimming with fatigue, anger…and sadness. Kyojuro pursed his lips as he looked around your room, silently indulging in the music that softly played.
"Oh, by the way, where are your parents? I realized that I was too loud climbing in-"
"They're gone for the weekend. Stop avoiding my questions and answer me, Kyojuro." You said bluntly, grabbing the washcloth from him and submerging it into the bowl of water before wringing it out. That was another thing you hated when it came to your boyfriend, despite being one to –albeit unknowingly– initiate awkward conversations with his lack of filter he could never really engage in them well. Kyojuro fished out a small container from his pocket, producing a joint from it. You took one of his hands and began to clean his knuckles as he lit the joint that rested in his mouth.
You watched him intensely as he took his time smoking, taking his other hand and repeating the cleaning process. "I got into a fight with my dad." He said matter-of-factly, eyes watching your hands work. You began to bandage his hands as he rested the joint on a nearby ashtray, your mind swimming with booming thoughts. So you were right, it finally happened. You were told by Kyojuro that things have been bad since his mom died but for it to go this far? Your mind redirected to Kyojuro's innocent little brother. Where the hell was he when this all happened? Did Kyojuro leave him behind?
"Wait, where's Senjuro? Don't tell me you left him behind at the house, Kyojuro." You inquired, quickly regretting it as Kyojuro's dark eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. He grunted and moved his hand away from your grasp harshly causing you to jolt.
"Jesus, y/n! Why the fuck would I do that to him?!" Kyojuro balled his fists but quickly relaxed them with a deep breath once he noticed your body go rigid. "I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell like that. He's spending the weekend at his friend's house. What's his name…uh, Tanjiro. Yeah, him and those two weird kids." He explained, taking another drag from the joint before offering it to you. You shook your hand and head, rejecting the offer. "I'd absolutely lose it if my dad tried fighting with Senjuro in the house, he doesn't deserve to witness it." He said softly as you tossed the pack of peas to him, placing it on his eye as he watched you tie your braids back into a ponytail.
"Sooo, what happened? Why did you guys fight?" You asked, grabbing a bandaid from your desk while internally calming your nerves. It was somewhat rare to see your boyfriend angry, even when it came to fights he was calm, so seeing him this way was a cause for concern. But, the slight fear wouldn’t stop you from listening to his woes and being there for him. Kyojuro laid back on the bed as he started to relax a bit more, eyeing your popcorn ceiling as he organized his thoughts into words. You took the joint from your boyfriend and placed it in the ashtray, watching his chest rise and fall.
"I don't really know how it happened, or rather how I pissed him off." He started, reaching for a stray honey bun on your bed as you climbed on the bed, sitting next to his muscular and bruised body. "All I did was go into his room and tell him that I ordered dinner ‘n that there was no more booze. I guess he got mad ‘cause of the simple fact that I disturbed his peace. God, y/n, it was as if I was fighting the devil himself. The most he's done when he's pissed is chuck his bottles at me, but never full on fight me." He paused his explanation to bite into the sweet treat, a soft “tasty” leaving his lips as his eyes stayed focused on the ceiling. You did your best to cover the scrape on his face with the bandaid, his chewing not stopping for you as you quietly soaked in his tale.
"I didn't know he was that shitty, Kyo.. ’m sorry. " You said softly, lost for words. How come he never told you this aspect of his life in full before? Even though your suspicions from earlier became true, you still couldn’t fully accept it. That would certainly explain why he never offered up his house as a hangout spot for you and his friends or a place for the two of you to have homedates, always opting for your house instead. That would also explain any random cuts and bruises he’d get and how he’d quickly dismiss it as a misadventure with his best friend. Kyojuro scoffed, turning his head to face you as he continued.
"Yeah, well, there's the truth. It was a messy thing, we traveled from his room to the hallway and after like five minutes..I just snapped." He said softly, eyebrows furrowing as he gingerly rubbed his bruised knuckles on your knee. "I fought back for a bit but in the end he had me pinned on the floor. And I just- stayed there and took it. I didn't get up from the floor until I heard him go back into his room and that's when I texted you." He picked up the joint again, bringing it to his lips that dawned a red cut. "And now here we are."
As soon as Kyojuro finished speaking, you felt a lump forming in your throat as tears glossed your eyes. This isn't fair. Not at all. You couldn't deny that Kyojuro was strong and powerful; always a pillar to those around him and certainly to himself. But hearing and seeing the torment your boyfriend went through made you want to hold him tight and cry. Kyojuro sat up quickly, eye wide in worry. "Oh please, y/n, don't cry. You don't have to cry on my behalf. I mean, look! Just a few scrapes and bruises!" He reassured, tossing the frozen peas to the floor as he stood up quickly.
As soon as he stood at his full height, searing pain attacked his spine, causing him to lean on the bed with a sharp inhale. "Kyo!" You said in worry, reaching out to help him sit back down. "Are you alright?!" You watched as he chuckled dryly, turning his back to you.
"My back..it's just a little tender, that's all." He said softly as you noticed the giant bruise on his back. You lightly touched it with your fingertips, eliciting a soft grunt from him as he winced. You sighed, getting up from the bed. "But I'll be fine, honest.."
"I think I have an ointment or cream for that in the bathroom, just lay on your stomach while you wait." You said, Kyojuro nodding and complying with your instructions. As quick as you left the room, you returned with the cream. You walked in on Kyojuro sitting up, drinking from one of the water bottles. He set both his water bottle and yours on the nightstand before lying back on his stomach, arms folded under his head. As you straddled his toned back, you made sure to not rest your hand on the bruise, worried to cause any more discomfort. As you rubbed the cream on your hands you gnawed at your bottom lip, figuring out a way to properly ask this question.
"…Kyo?" You said slowly as you began to rub the cream on his back, massaging it. A deep hum of relaxation and answer rumbled from his throat as you worked.
"Kyo, besides me, does anyone else know about, y'know all this?" You asked, working your fingers down to his lower back. Kyojuro shrugged his shoulders.
"I haven't told anyone but I don't doubt that Uzui has figured it out and just kept it under wraps." He answered softly, his answer ending with a soft groan as you kneaded the cream gently on the bruise.
"…Kyo?" You started up again. Another hum left his throat.
"How do you feel...about your dad? I mean, obviously you're angry at him right now. But how do you usually feel towards him?" You asked cautiously, hoping the question wasn't too sensitive. Kyojuro sighed.
"He stays out of my way and I stay out of his, that's all there is to it." He said gruffly, burying his head into the crook of his elbow.
"No, like, do you still care about him?" You clarified.
"Y/n, stop. You're pushing it."
"I'm just asking, Kyojuro. Do you even see him as a dad anymore? What about Sen-"
"Y/n, Please! Fuck man!" He yelled, voice muffled. You stopped and gently squeezed his shoulders, fear taking the reins of your mind again.
"S-sorry, babe. I just..wanted to know." You apologized with a shaky breath. Kyojuro reached out to your hand and squeezed slightly. You knew he didn’t mean to be so aggressive towards you, it was just the stress of the situation getting to him. But God, can he be one terrifying man.
"It's..fine. I just don't wanna talk about it anymore." He said softly as you positioned yourself next to him, head turned towards the unrest on his face. Fiery eyes stared back at you, indulging in your features from the two-toned lips to the dark lashes that framed your concerned yet loving eyes. “I’ll probably go back in the morning and just stay in my room.”
You nodded at his declaration as his eyes began to close, fatigue finally making its appearance on his battered face. You brushed a few free strands from his face as he sighed, your touch instantly relaxing him further. “Are you gonna use the peas or are you just gonna let them melt on my carpet and make me waste two bucks ’n change?” You asked softly with a giggle. A hum escaped from his throat, arm snaking around your waist pulling you closer.
“Let it melt. Let’s just stay here.”
ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ʙɪɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴛᴏꜰꜱᴛᴇᴡɪᴇ™ 2022
#rengoku x reader#rengoku x black reader#kyojuro rengoku#kny rengoku#rengoku kyojuro#rengoku angst#demon slayer angst#demon slayer x reader#original stew
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Aight lads I have come once again to break hearts because Lauriam and Ven have me in a chokehold and this is the saddest yet. Also I am in no way a competent writer so if any of your mutuals or followers want to take these ideas and run with it please by all means go ahead I will be lurking on ao3 waiting for fics and ready with kudos.
Biggest #1 change. Everything is the same except Ventus is actually Lauriam and Strelitzia's actual little brother. Their parents died when Ven was a toddler so 9-year-old Lauriam was now a single parent to his two younger siblings so the protective instinct runs deep.
Since Ven doesn't really remember their parents whenever he tries to picture them all he can see is Lauriam who would comfort him when he woke up from a bad dream, who wrapped him in blankets and sang him lullabies, who helped him learn to tie his shoes button his buttons and zip his zippers. Ven still feels lonely because obviously he loves his siblings and they do spend time together but there's quite an age gap (Lauriam is probably 6 years older and Strelitzia is probably 4 years older). So when they get keyblades Ven is among if not the youngest keyblade wielder and when all your peers are preteens/teens/young adults well it's no surprise no one wants an 8 year old Ven to tag along.
This means when Darkness possesses Ven it's like way more purposeful, he lures Strelitzia into the house and she quickly picks up something is wrong. She draws her keyblade demanding Ven be released and Darkness speaks to her through Ven that he's weak and it would be so easy to end him and just to taunt her has him hold his own keyblade ready to slice his throat. Strelitzia is naturally terrified for her baby brother and quickly switches to begging. She can't fight him afraid he'll get hurt and pleads to spare his life. Darkness then asks if she would take his place and Strelitzia agrees. So she willingly lets Darkness kill her to save Ven, he still watched the murder happen but was in a daze so his memories are hazy.
This of course makes the later confrontation like 10x worse Ven feels so so guilty he feels he should've died and has to repent Lauriam is dealing with grief and crushing failure and in a moment of weakness takes it out on Ven. so when Ven goes to trap Darkness within himself Lauriam is far more panicked but is still unable to stop him.
So imagine Lauriam making the jump forward in time. If they get separated he's now lost both his siblings possibly for good and if they travel together then he's powerless to stop xehanort from tearing Ven in two and the last thing he sees is his 12 year old brother left dying on the ground never able to properly make up for his constant failure.
OUGHHH. GHGHUH
Ventus being their biological little brother..... I am a sucker for that lil idea (thinks about the omori au thing). Also. lol at single parent lauriam. boy experiences the crushing pains of being a single father to two children at the tender age of 9. Any guy can be a babygirl but it takes a real man to be a single mother y'know.
I think that makes the Strelitzia situation worse in both character's perspectives. You are Ventus and you discover that you got you older sister killed. You are Lauriam and you have just been told that your baby brother- the boy you practically raised- was indirectly responsible for the death of your younger sister. What do either of you do in that situation? That's not something you can really come back from.
And all of those horrible things happening to Ven when Lauriam can do nothing about it. Ough.
(I think I'm gonna be tagging this saga as "Windflower Family Fun Times!!!!" because 1. organizational purposes 2. windflower is a cute name for this duo and 3. no one here is having a fun time.)
#ask rosie a question!#anon ask#kingdom hearts#kingdom hearts union x#khux#windflower family fun times!#kh ventus#kh lauriam#kh strelitzia#ventus#lauriam#strelitzia
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Hi there, can I request a part for eddie munson a/b/o fic where they have a kid. Where eddie goes into one of his mating ruts, the whole day he is acting weird and not letting reader kiss him or anything as he knew the consequences of it progressing and he didn't want reader to go through the pain. Sorry if this is too non-specific and if you don't feel like writing it, it's okay. Thank you ❤️
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You sure can nature's ninja 💖
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Eddie was being weird.
Like avoiding his mate weird.
And it was annoying (name) didn't appreciate Eddie actively leaving the room or making excuses.
"Are you two fighting or something?" Robin asked (name) who held a nine month old (sons name) "I don't think so... He just suddenly started acting like this the other day"
"Want me to talk to him?"
"Nah... I will deal with it tonight when he can't avoid me"
Robin laughed at this, knowing (name) was a force to be reckoned with and Eddie being suspicious was definitely a good reason.
Eddie normally always sat with (name) or have (name) sit on him but now he was beside Johnathan talking about god knows what, not feeling the intensity of (name)s stare but boy howdy could everyone else.
"(Name) I'm gonna uh stay back with Dustin and the others aight? Steve and Robbie are gonna drive you home" Eddie said at a small distance from (name) and when (name) took a step forward Eddie took a step back.
(Name) felt his heart drop at this, visibly upset at his actions and just stared at him with a heartbroken face and mumbled "fine... whatever" before turning and walking off and clutching the product of their love and Eddie realized he fucked up bad.
"Go fix it with my brother before I hit you with your own dnd binder" Dustin said and Eddie was already chasing after (name) who was strapping their son into Steve's car with tears rolling down his face.
"Baby..." Eddie said heartbroken, his alpha instincts kicking in to comfort his mate and Steve and Robbie gave them some space "what do you want, don't you have shit to do" (name) mumbled and refused to look at Eddie who looked like a kicked puppy "baby...I'm sorry"
"Why are you avoiding me." (Name) said skipping his apologies and demanding answers, justifiably pissed at his mate "I get it, I didn't bounce back perfectly and I got a lot of stretch marks and the scar and I'm not the prettiest rig---"
"Baby!" Eddie cut off, that was something they were also going to talk about "it's not you're sexy body but we are going to talk about you not loving the body that I find the sexist thing on this planet"
"Then why are you avoiding me! What did I do!"
"You didn't do anything!"
"Then why!"
"Because I'm entering pre-rut!" Eddie said looking stressed and embarrassed "what?"
"I'm in pre-rut"
"And you are avoiding me because of your pre-rut"
"Yes"
"Why"
"Because I don't want you to put up with it"
"Babe I'm your god damn mate, you deal with my heats"
"Yes but with (sons name) they are paternal heats, alphas don't really have that" eddie explained and (name) made the realization "ooooh"
"And I don't want to put you through that, we know what rut me can be like with you"
Eddie was a biter when he was in rut.
"Well you should have spoken to me instead of avoiding and not kissing me and making me think you didn't want me!"
"I know I'm sorry, it was dumb as hell but I didn't know what to do!"
"Well I'm not apposed to sharing a rut, we just gotta find duckling here a sitter...maybe with my mom but if you really don't wanna I can just go stay with my mom" (name) said softly and Eddie felt like he fell in love with (name) all over again, always finding both options and Eddie loved him so much for it "are you sure? Last time I left you with some pretty nasty bites"
"Of course, were mates and mates stuck around during the feral and horny" (name) joked sweetly "lets go home baby"
"Don't you have a thing with the others?"
"Dustin would kill me if I walked back in right now"
"Fair" (name) giggled and unhooked the baby carrier and the two went to Eddie's car, the Alpha traded his old van for cooler car that had back seat doors, that was (name)s one demand in case they needed to get to their pup fast.
Which was fair.
The two situated (sons name) before driving home and when (name) got home he went and called his mom to set up the babysitting and when she agreed he smiled at his mate "she will come and get him tomorrow!"
"So that means during my pre rut I get to coherently fuck you into my rut?" Eddie said sneakily and (name) smiled "yup!"
"Well...till then let's talk about why you don't like your sexy body"
(Name) should have expected that.
#eddie munson x male reader#stranger things x reader#stranger things x male reader#male reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#omega male reader#omegaverse
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Okay, 18+ TRON fans- this is TOTALLY random but I'm legit curious.
What are some NSFW/sexuality headcanons you have about programs? This can be physically or on the psychological side like what programs may find attractive, etc.
l'll list a few of my own but since it's NSFW in nature it'll be below the cut.
-100% believe that on the new system Flynn built, sexual encounters are more User-like than more almost a metaphorical and/or code exchange experience like how we have learned of in the old system based on Tron and Yori’s deleted love scene based off of the script and scene itself. For several reasons, but two in particular:
•Flynn himself doesn’t/can’t understand the old system’s sexual advances/encounters because, well—he’s a human! Its not exactly a shock.
•In Uprising especially, it seems pretty evident with the way Paige and Beck “flirted” with each other while fighting in the pilot, Mara’s physical body language in State of Mind, Lux’s behavior in seducing Beck, etc, that sexuality is a lot more physical than it was in the old system. Hell, Tron and Yori didn’t even know what kissing was until Flynn decided to lay one on Yori (okay I get he legit thought he was gonna die and she looked like Laura who was an ex he probably still had feelings for at that time but COME ON MAN REALLY??????)
(ASSAULT TW FOR THIS NEXT POINT)
-Because of last stated headcanon, I honestly don’t think Beck even realizes that Cyrus assaulted him. Do I think Cyrus knows? 100%—Absolutely he does. He’s predatory by nature and he probably knows a little more about the old system because of just talking and hanging out with Tron. Beck probably felt, and maybe still feels, gross and violated in a way he can’t really describe. He was put through torture and pain, but somehow it doesn’t feel like the same kind of emotional distress he felt when being in trouble when taking hits. It feels personal, internal, and I think that’s a big reason why Cyrus scares him. It’s not just his ability to read Beck so easily. It’s because he did something to him that has changed him forever, but he can’t figure out or understand what that was. And that probably scares Beck even more.
-Physical sex and code exchange must genuinely be a mind-bending experience, and probably a very emotional one, too.
-Because of that, I genuinely think the few programs who know/discovered that aspect of sex probably will only reserve that for long term/really close counter.
-AIGHT LETS ADD ANOTHER LAYER TO THIS—I always wondered if programs could connect their disks via a wire much like ghost in the shell. I bet it’s not exactly sexual in nature, more of a emotional thing, but the idea of programs connecting and meeting in an internal lobby and sharing memories/data is goddamn romantic. Probably can feel each other’s physical experiences too which can potentially be either overwhelming or maybe a really sweet experience
-I think it was kinda hinted at in Legacy/Uprising, but I’m willing to bet Sirens aren’t just assist programs but probably are prostitutes too. It seemed like Uprising was kinda indicating Colbolt was her pimp and not just an abusive panther but that can just be me.
-Having said that, you wonder if prostitution/brothels are legal in the Grid? I do a lot, because I think it says a lot about the Grid and Clu’s ruling more than I think people probably think.
-Okay, building on that too why not—1000% Clu visits these clubs all the time taking in who knows how many sirens back with him. I don’t think about sex headcanons usually in a “damn that’d be hot” kinda way, I think sexuality and sex culture genuinely just says a lot about society—the good and bad. I just think that Clu is so obsessed with being worshiped he can’t even be sexually pleased without having a whole ass crowd praising/worshiping him.
…FUCK IT LET’S TALK ABOUT DYSON TOO I JUST THINK HE’S INTERESTING (imo the most interesting character to dissect in Uprising but again that’s just me) this is stuff me and @stemgalhatesmath talk about ALOT
-Dyson is 100% emotionally and sexually stunted and you can’t convince me otherwise. His mind is always in work, or Clu. So you know, not a lot else on the mind when it comes to relationships, even on a surface level.
-Also fairly certain he’s gay (pretty sure that’s the consensus all around) BUUUT I think Dyson either doesn’t realize he’s gay, or is deliberately ignoring that fact because. You know. The man can barely get a grasp on his own emotions I don’t think he can get through understanding his own sexuality without help and we all know DAMN WELL Clu ain’t gonna give that shit to him.
-HOWEVER, I do think the second Dyson experiences ANY form of relationship he’s gonna cling on so damn tight you better believe that man will have no escape. Nope. None whatsoever.
-I’m just gonna say it. I think Dyson has rizz. I’m not even joking. I just think he’d be naturally good in bed (totally not because he’s afraid of failure in ANY WAY so he’s going to keep himself as adaptable as possible nah no stop what are you talking about)
In conclusion: Dyson—Bad man? Yes. Probably the best partner you will have once he learns/understands how relationships romantically work? Absolutely.
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