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chkn-soup · 2 months

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Warnings: These little demons are too silly..silliness overboard (also some slight sexual innuendos/references)

Syno: Helluva cast and what they’d do if there was a puddle or wet spot infront of you while you were walking to your date…(this is so stupid..)

(Suffering with severe writers block rn but I managed to juice this out of me, bare with me yall!!)

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Moxxie:

Moxxie is a die hard gentleman, and I will stand by that. So he will totally be prepared for this occasion (like he was in the Loo Loo land episode with his little Fanny filled with meds for Via) He’d most likely whip out some sort of plastic or cardboard like walk way for you to step on..and he just like had that..on hand, meanwhile you’re saying things like…”I can just walk around it”, but please let him be cautious and spoil you, he loves being prepared for such drastic situations to get his partner away from danger..even if the danger is just getting your shoes wet. Afterwards he’ll ask if you are alright..as if walking over a puddle is traumatic or like it took a toll on you.

Blitzø:

Blitzø probably won’t care or even notice the puddle in the first place. In fact if he does notice it, he’ll purposely push you into it so your feet get all wet, especially if you’re trying to avoid it in the first place, then he’ll laugh at you and your pouty face. But if you’re actually upset about it and don’t start laughing with him he’ll definitely be like “What..you mad your shoes are wet?” Once he realizes you’re pretty pissed about it he’ll say “Ok ok..sorry.” And will then join you in the puddle and make sure his feet end up equally as soaked or even more so just so you aren’t mad at him the whole night.

Stolas:

Stolas will most definitely see the puddle and he’s all for keeping his partner out of harms way especially the smallest ounce of it, and he knows that appearance is everything and so is comfortability, he doesn’t want your feet to be wet and soppy therefore uncomfortable for you. So he’ll do the reasonable things and use his powers to make you float over it…like Stolas..really? He’s one that likes to one up, and he really loves to show off, especially to his partner. So he will use his magic for the smaller things just to impress you, that includes making you float over a puddle just so your precious feet stay dry and warm.

Fizzarolli:

Our little froggy will do what he does best and leap! You don’t think he’ll extend the both of you over a mere puddle then you are wrong, Fizz is the king of Drama, and he will be super dramatic about this whether you like it or not, He’ll extend the both of you over thoroughly and will look very badass while doing so. And he’ll even ask too “didn’t I look so cool.” Sure Fizzy, the coolest.

Asmodeus:

This big boy will not hesitate to pick you up into his arms, and he IS strong enough to do so, all while he walks into the puddle himself, but you know anything to make sure his sweetheart is alright, and no no, he won’t be setting you down afterwards, he’ll just carry you the whole way to the date just because he feels like it..and you know what you’re much safer up there with him anyways…so why would he let you down?

Striker:

This mf cowboy (“save a horse” iykwim) will not hesitate to pull some dramatics as well, he’ll whip out his little lasso from his side and wrap it around you throughly while he pulls you away from the puddle in the last moments before you even get the chance to step on it and he’ll draw you in to send you spinning (or more like falling) straight towards him and into his chest..he’ll hold you mighty close to him as he walks the both of you to your date and he will keep the lasso on you…just incase there’s anymore danger up ahead, or he’ll totally lay down his jacket for you over the puddle, just like an old school gentleman would do.

Mammon:

Mammon will definitely pull a Blitzø where he’ll purposely push you into it and will laugh at your reaction but on the other hand he won’t join you in your wet shoe’d state, he’d rather just laugh at you and say that you should audition for his pageant because watching you in dreadful situations is funny to him. He will be kind enough to dry your feet up at home/or even the restaurant, and he’ll make sure your feet are dry.

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Millie:

This precious lady will honestly want to get into the puddle with you just to splash around, it doesn’t matter that you have reservations that you’re already 20 minutes late for, she’ll dead stop and be like “Baby look a puddle!!” and you’ll understand her and begin to jump in it with her, she loves just doing childish things with you even if some people might find it gross. But! if you don’t like puddles and won’t jump in it with her she understands completely and will quite literally pick you up over her head and carry you over it…doesn’t matter if you are taller or bigger than her, she’ll carry you anytime, anywhere.

Loona:

She’s another one who will pull you into her closer so you aren’t near the puddle but instead near her. She doesn’t want your feet wet and will try to protect you or prevent you from going into it, just because she knows how annoying wet socks are, But don’t even try to mention she did it or she’ll go back/find another puddle to push you into….the shell feel bad and will lend you her socks..don’t mention that either.

Verosika:

Hehe..Verosika really loves you she does, and that’s why she has high expectations of you. One of them being that you’ll carry her through the puddle instead of her carrying you. So she’ll see the puddle, purposely get closer to it and pause when she’s a step away from it..she’ll look down roll her eyes and say something about her shoes,…take the hint [reader]! And if you do take the bait and carry her (if you can) well..she’ll give you Tenfold for treating her so nicely and will peck your cheek after..but don’t think you’re putting her down immediately after..the fun has just started.

Stella:

Hello..??? She’s royalty and is lowkey a little bratty (she need a brat tamer..I’m here for her😏) so she’ll obviously expect you to do something for her to get her out of this drastic situation, do you want her new heels to be ruined by mud? She doesn’t think so. So she’ll pause before the puddle and eye you to see what you’ll do, you can do anything and she’ll absolutely love it, pull her out of the way, lay your jacket on it, or even carry her and she will laugh and grin smugly, kissing you before continuing to walk with you again. She likes when you treat her nicely..she’ll do the same for you coming back that way at the end of the date.

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nvrsaidiwasinurcloset · 3 months

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Could you please do dark Ethan smut. Where the friend group is out and fem reader is getting tipsy and gets needy for Ethan, but he's not having it. Then, when she goes out to dance with Tara, some guy tries to make a move on her, which pissed Ethan off. He then drags her to the bathroom and degrades her, and it is really rough, namecalling, too! And anything else you think dark Ethan would do!

I love your account 🙌🙌

HI! I've never written Dark!Ethan like this before, so I hope this is okay!

Mad - Dark!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Summary: Ethan shows you who you belong to when someone else tries to touch you.

Contains: Angst, Underage drinking, SMUT - Rough sex, oral - m!recieving, unprotected sex, spitting- IDK what else, I'm high rn

A/N: Jeez, I've never written anything this dirty before lmao. I hope y'all like it:)

Ethan was starting to get mad as he watched you take shots with Tara. You promised him you wouldn’t drink too much, and seeing you get increasingly tipsy by the minute made it hard for him to keep up with the conversation Chad was trying to have with him. He noticed several different guys looking at your exposed thighs in the short skirt you were wearing, and when you bent over to grab the lid of the vodka bottle you dropped on the floor, they were craning their necks to get a look of everything else they couldn’t already see.

“Hey, is Ethan okay?” Tara asked you as you stood back up, nodding her head towards your boyfriend. “He looks mad.”

“I kind of told him I wouldn’t drink a lot tonight,” you said, laughing a little. “I’m stopping after this one, I just wanted to get a little buzzed.”

“Is he controlling?” Tara asked, glancing over to see Ethan turn his attention back to Chad. “Because he always just seems so sweet.”

“He is sweet,” you smiled, “He just doesn’t want to have to take care of my drunk ass. I can be a handful.”

“Well Chad will definitely be taking care of me,” she said, adding a shot of vodka to her solo cup. “Let’s go say hi to our boyfriends.”

Ethan rolled his eyes when he noticed you walking over with Tara’s arm slung around you as you took her to Chad.

“Heyyy babe,” she said, as Chad heard the slight slur in her words.

“Jeez, you’re cut off,” he joked, trying to take the cup from her.

You turned to Ethan as your friends talked, his dark eyes looking into yours.

“I thought you weren’t going to get drunk tonight,” Ethan asked lowly in your ear, his tone giving you chills. “You know I asked you not to.”

“I’m not, baby. I’m stopping after I finish this,” you said, taking a sip from your cup.

“Whatever you say.”

You started to smirk at him as he pulled away, “We could always get out of here soon.”

“I don’t think so. I’m sick of us always leaving to fuck. I want to have fun tonight,” he said, his tone harsh as you frowned.

“You don’t want me?” you asked as he shook his head.

“Not right now.”

You were about to respond to him when you felt Tara grab your hand.

“Let’s go dance,” she said, pulling you away from Ethan towards the middle of the floor.

You shrugged to Ethan as you started to dance with your drunk friend. He kept his eye on you as he tried to talk to Chad again, but he felt rage building up when he noticed one of the guys from the kitchen that watched you bend over walk up to you.

“Hey beautiful,” he slurred, “Wanna dance?”

“No, she’s already dancing with me,” Tara said, wrapping her arms around you as you swayed to the music.

“Well, I could dance with the both of you,” he suggested, as you shook your head.

“We have boyfriends,” you said sternly, as he started to laugh.

“What losers let the two of you be out here by yourselves?” he asked, as you felt his hand brush against the back of your thigh, right where your skirt stopped. You turned your body to face him, as his hand started to move under your skirt and over the curve of your ass.

You were about to tell him off and probably throw your drink on him, when you felt a pair of hands around your waist, pulling you away from the creep.

“What the fuck is your problem?” he asked, as you turned to see Ethan. Chad soon walked up to the guy, standing chest to chest as he stared him down.

“Bathroom, NOW,” Ethan said, before leading you down a hallway. He shoved the bathroom door open, grabbing your arm as he pulled you inside.

“What-“ was all you got out, before his lips were aggressively against yours.

He backed you up towards the door, as he pushed it closed and locked it while he kissed you.

“You’re such a little slut,” he said, pulling away to look at you. “Just letting that guy touch you like that.”

“Ethan, I didn’t-“ His hand went over your mouth, silencing you as he laughed.

“Don’t fucking lie to me. I saw you bend over in front of all those guys earlier, too. Are you trying to piss me off?” he asked, as you shook your head. “You were out there acting like a whore.”

Wetness was pooling in between your thighs as he talked down to you, the menacing look in his eyes letting you know what you were in for.

“I think I should just fuck you right here, so hard that you’re screaming my name. That way, everyone will know who your pussy belongs to,” he snapped, as you started to squirm against the door. “I bet you’d like that, too. You’re probably already wet just thinking about it.”

You moaned against his hand, the sound making him smirk. He ran his fingers up your thighs, over to the thin material covering your pussy.

“So fucking wet,” he groaned, “I was thinking about stretching you out with my fingers, but I think you deserve to be fucked like the whore you are.” He pulled his hand away from your pussy as you whined against him. “Stupid little slut.”

He moved his hand away from your mouth and grabbed a fistful of your hair. You whimpered as he pulled you away from the door.

“Get on your knees and suck my cock,” he ordered, as you nodded. You dropped to your knees and unbuttoned his jeans. You slid them down his thighs and started to rub him over his boxers. “Is that what I asked you to do?”

A soft “No,” slipped past your lips as you slid his boxers down, too. He was already rock-hard, the tip of his cock dripping precum. You started to lick it away when he pulled you back by your hair.

“No teasing, got it?” he asked, as you nodded. “Open your mouth.” You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out a little as he bent over, spitting into it. “Fucking swallow it.” You did as he said, a smile playing on his lips. “I would call you a good girl, but I don’t think that’s what you are.”

“But baby,” you whined as he rolled his eyes.

“Shut the fuck up. I’ll fuck your throat ‘til it’s raw if you don’t put my cock in your mouth right now.”

Part of you kind of hoped he would, but you still did as he said. You leaned forward as you started to take him in your mouth, a soft gasp slipping past his lips as you took him in as far as you could, one of your hands moving to stroke what you couldn’t fit. The grip he had on your hair tightened as your head moved back and forth, his hips thrusting to meet you halfway. His cock was coated with your spit as you started to gag around him, the tears trickling down your cheeks.

“That’s enough,” he said, pulling you away by your hair. “I need to feel that tight little pussy.”

“Okay baby,” you said, your voice cracking as you stood back up. He led you over to the bathroom counter, leaning you over it. You felt a sharp slap to your ass, before his hand rubbed over it to sooth the stinging. You whined louder at each smack, the feeling making your core throb as you waited for him to fuck you.

“You gonna be loud for me?” he asked, flipping your skirt up over your hips. “Or are you going to hold back?”

“I’ll be loud,” you whimpered, feeling his fingertips brush against your pussy as he moved your panties to the side.

“You fucking better,” he said, before he shoved all of his length into you at once.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned, as he started to pound into you.

“That’s it, take it like the whore you are,” he growled, delivering another sharp slap to your ass. “Do you like that, you little slut?”

“Yesss,” you whimpered, as the tip of his cock kept slamming into your g-spot. “Fuck baby, it feels so fucking good.”

He reached down to hold your hands behind your back as he drilled into you, his other hand gripping your hip so hard you knew you’d have bruises.

“Stupid little bitch,” he growled, “Don’t you ever think for a second that anyone can fuck you better than me.”

“You’re the only one I want,” you whined, feeling your orgasm creeping up. Your moans were getting so loud that you couldn’t hear the music anymore. “You’re gonna make me cum.”

“You gonna cum all over my cock?” he asked, releasing your arms. “Watch yourself in the mirror.” You were so close, the impending orgasm making your brain foggy. He grabbed you by your hair again, lifting your head so you could watch yourself. “You never fucking listen.”

“Oh fuck, Ethannn,” you cried out, your pussy tightening around him as he kept his pace.

“Squeezing my cock so fucking well,” he groaned, looking down to watch his cock go in and out of you. “I wish you could see all your cum on me.”

You could only whimper your response as he gently let go of your hair, your face resting against the cool porcelain as his hands went to your hips.

“You gonna take all my cum?” he asked, feeling himself get close. “Fucking answer me!”

“Fuck, fill my pussy up,” you whined, as his hips started to stutter.

“Such a good girl,” he groaned, as he started to paint your walls with his hot cum. “You take my cock so fucking well.”

“Thank you,” you whimpered, enjoying the praise he was giving you.

Once he pulled out, he noticed some of his cum dripping out of you. He collected it on his fingers before he moved your panties back over your pussy. He held his fingers up to your mouth, waiting for you to suck his cum off him. You licked his fingers clean as you started to stand back up, struggling to balance yourself.

“For the record, I wasn’t trying to piss you off,” you laughed a little, as he turned to look at you.

“I think you did it on purpose. You love to get me so fired up that I fuck you like that,” he said, sliding his boxers and jeans back up. “Let’s go home, babe.”

When you walked out of the bathroom with Ethan, you noticed the long line. You hung your head as you walked, trying not to meet anyone’s gaze.

“What, are you embarrassed that I fucked you that good?” he asked, as his fingers laced with yours.

“No baby,” you said, as you literally bumped into Tara. “Shit, I’m sorry.”

She started to laugh as you smelled the alcohol on her breath, knowing that she’d definitely had enough.

“Where were you? Someone was getting fucked in the bathroom. There’s already a video going around that someone took from outside the door,” Tara said, as your cheeks started to heat up.

“Oh, really?” you laughed, trying to play it off.

“Yeah, I wish that Chad would be that adventurous,” she said, rolling her eyes.

“Well, uh, I think it’s time for us to go,” you said, glancing over to Ethan as he nodded.

“See you guys later,” he said, waving goodbye to Chad as he walked up.

On the walk home, you started to freak out.

“Everyone knows it’s us. What if that video gets us expelled?” you asked, as he started to laugh.

“We can always deny it. There’s no way for them to prove that it was us.”

You sighed, looking down at your legs. “We need to hurry up and get home.”

“Why, you already want more?” he asked, the thought of it making him smile.

“No, your cum is dripping down my thighs.”

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #scream smut #ethan landry smut #smut

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messrmoonyy · 1 year

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You are nearly single handedly carrying the Tess x reader portion of this website and I thank you so dearly for that and I love all of your stuff

Listen I know it’s the apocalypse and all that they are dealing with, but would you be comfortable doing a Tess fic where she has a strap? Tess and Joel are smugglers so it’s POSSIBLE she could get one…. Right? Right. I’m just going to live in my bubble where it’s possible….

The calm within the storm

Tess Servopoulos x fem!reader

A/n- oh my dear sweet anon. Firstly, thank you for reading and requesting! Secondly. Lord. Have a been waiting for someone to fucking request this I have been waITING. I didn’t intend to post this today but. I just- no words. Feral. I was fucking feral writing this. I need this woman. Rn. Immediately. I was going to post at the end of the week and it wasn’t gonna be this but I just have to get this out there so. Here it is. Also. I think this could technically be a slightly younger Tess cause I kinda made her a lil bit soft

Warnings- 18+ || Tess. It’s basically just pure filth tbfh. Plot? What’s a plot. Smut: use of toys, fake p in v ( reader receiving ) , fingering ( reader receiving), tess being the god of praise as she always is, use of the term ‘ good girl ‘, light Dom/sub roles, Tess refers to the toy as hers if you get my drift 👀💀, reader low-key in a subspace, crying, overstimulation if you squint,

Word count- 5.2k of filth

Masterlist - Tess requests open

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated

Rain was hammering against the window panes, so hard you almost worried that the glass might break. The entire QZ was practically on lockdown, a severe storm warning meaning that everyone was being told to stay indoors. The only people really out on the streets below were FEDRA officers, if you focused hard enough you could occasionally see a black speck moving on the street below through the blur of the rain.

You and Tess had debated attempting to head out anyway, but with no one around to blend in with it made things harder. And the officers were clearly pissed about standing out in a storm all day, they’d be far too trigger happy.

So you were stuck inside. Which wasn’t particularly a bad thing, you loved being alone with Tess. But sitting with so much stuff in your stash and unable to go and sell it was enough to put you both a little on edge.

Joel didn’t seem fazed at all. In fact he’d told you both to leave him alone and you knew he’d just be spending the entire time blackout drunk. Or so off his head on pills that he probably didn’t even know what day it was. Which was starting to look like a decent idea for yourself too.

But Tess seemingly had other ideas.

“ I’m so fucking bored “ you sighed, following a drop of rain as it ran down the glass. Tess appeared behind you, arms looping around your waist and chin propped on your shoulder. You leant back into her embrace with another sigh “ I might go piss off Joel just for something to do “ Tess scoffed and pressed her face against your neck, nuzzling her nose at the underside of your jaw.

“ I have a better idea to keep you entertained “ she whispered, pressing a soft trail of kisses across your neck.

“ you’ve got a one track mind “ you felt her smile against your skin and tighten her grip around you, tilting your head a little so she had more access to your neck.

“ you say it like it’s a bad thing “

“ Hm never said that “ her hand slipped under your shirt making you shiver as her cold fingers trailed their way upwards “ cold hands “ she smiled again and stopped her assault on your neck for a moment.

“ I have a surprise for you “ you turned in her embrace, folding your arms across your chest.

“ I hate surprises “ you stated. Because you did. And she knew you did.

“ you’ll like this one. Go sit down. On the bed “ your brow furrowed in mild annoyance but then you sighed, deciding to indulge her. Last time she’d told you she had a surprise for you it had been a crappy T-shirt, one of the cheesy joke kind. A frog printed on the front with the words ‘ okey- Croakey! ‘ above its head. You’d lost against her in a game of cards and she’d forced you to wear it for the whole day.

She’d found the entire thing hilarious. As did Joel. You? Not so much.

You sat down and watched as she rummaged around in her backpack by the door.

“ what are you doing? This better not be another fuckin frog shirt “ she pulled something in a little black bag from her backpack with a proud look on her face, turning to you with a slightly mischievous look in her eye “ what? “

“ unfortunately it’s not a frog shirt- which I have noticed has mysteriously vanished by the way “ your brow furrowed again, confusion painting across your features as she rose to her feet and made her way over to you. She sat down next to you and you waited with a raised brow as she pulled at the drawstring “ now don’t freak out. I know what you’re like “

You thought of a few variations of what could possibly be in the bag. But the actual answer wasn’t even close. Not even remotely.

You couldn’t help the laugh that left you. Some mixture of shock, confusion and intrigue mingling into a slightly manic sound.

Only Tess would smuggle a fucking strap on back into the QZ.

“ what the fuck Tess “ she was smiling like the cat that got the cream. Thoroughly proud of herself for finding it and managing to get it back home without you finding it.

“ I want to fuck you with it “ there she was, always one for being direct.

“ where did you even fuckin find this?“

“ last time we were in Lincoln. Turns out that house we stay in? Two Women owned it. Must be something in the fucking water in that town “ you laughed again at that, still completely baffled by the entire situation “ whole drawer full of shit. This looked the most interesting though, you ever use one?”

“ I’m gonna let you answer that for yourself “ your eyes glanced up at her face for a moment “ have you? “

“ once or twice “ you looked at the mildly offensive looking thing in her hands, curiously eyeing the size of it and mentally trying to guess if it would hurt. The most you’d ever taken was Tess’ fingers and two of them was usually a sufficient amount, 3 if she was feeling particularly cruel. It was a pastel purple which was quite the relief really. It didn’t look real. Less scary than it probably was.

“ Tess I don’t know if I can fit- Jesus Christ “

“ I’ll get you ready… if you don’t want to we don’t have to. It was just an idea “ you didn’t want to disappoint her and you knew she’d never even dare to pressure you into something. You tried to think about it, knowing she wouldn’t let it hurt you. She’d never hurt you. And if you thought about it, this was truly as close as you could ever possibly get to her, your bodies completely connected.

It made your cheeks burn again.

“ it won’t hurt? “ she shook her head, scooching a little closer to you and tucking her fingers under your chin, turning you to look at her.

“ okay well. Maybe a tiny bit just at first. But then it’ll be good. I’ll get you ready. I promise. You think I’d ever do anything to hurt you? “

“ no “ you said immediately, there was nothing in this world you were more certain of. She’d never hurt you.

“ then… what do you say? Wanna try? “ the idea was growing on you you couldn’t lie. You weren’t exactly a stranger to letting Tess have complete and utter control of you, and this seemed like the ultimate surrender to her power. To have her in you. Filling you. Reaching parts of you she’d never been able to before.

You shuffled slightly trying to ignore the uncomfortable damp feeling between your legs.

“ so you’re gonna- you wear it? “

“ mhm “

“ will you feel good too? “ you know she wasn’t really one for being touched. Always the one doing the touching rather than letting you touch her. She’d always been the same. But you were curious.

“ you know I get off on making you feel good “ her voice had taken on that low and sultry tone that went straight to your core and you let out a shaky breath “ but I’ll feel a little something. Some friction you know? But don’t worry about me. This is for you “ she brushed your hair away from your shoulder, her lips returning to their earlier assault.

Your clit felt like it had its own fucking heartbeat, throbbing at the thought of your girlfriend nailing you into the mattress like that.

“ fuck okay “ it came out a little more breathy than you had intended, and she seemed throughly pleased with herself. She smiled again, teeth nipping lightly at your skin in a way that made your breath quicken.

“ just think how fuckin pretty you’re gonna look “ she whispered in your ear, one hand sliding over your thigh and squeezing softly “ gonna look so good taking my cock aren’t you baby? “ her hand slipped past the waistband of your leggings, smirking when she pressed against the soaked patch of your underwear.

“ Jesus Christ Tess “

“ I’ve barely even touched you and look at you “ your hand flew to grab at her wrist as she pushed a finger between your drenched folds, already wound ridiculously tight. Already sensitive. And it was almost embarrassing. Because she had barely touched you, and there you were soaking through your panties.

She used her spare hand to cup your face, bringing you in to kiss her in a way that seemed far too tender for her. That felt too innocent compared to the way her finger was slowly circling your clit.

She pushed lightly at your shoulder and you took the hint, shuffling up the bed and letting her lay you back. Her lips didn’t leave yours once, quite the opposite. They became a little more forceful, hungry. Your entire body felt like it was burning up, nervous energy buzzing through every single nerve ending. Every single place that her body was touching yours was ablaze, electric. Alive.

She pulled herself away and smiled as you tried to chase after her lips, drunk on the taste of her. Your hand reaching out for her neck, attempting to pull her back down but she simply took your hand in hers. She pressed a kiss to your knuckles and then placed it back down.

“ patience baby. I need to get you ready okay?” You nodded, ready to do whatever she asked of you with a split second of notice. She sat back and made quick work of ridding you of your leggings and underwear, then your shirt, leaving you completely exposed under her gaze.

In the past you had felt almost scrutinised under your lovers gaze. But never with Tess. It was impossible to feel even remotely self conscious when she was looking at you like that. Like she was going to absolutely devour you any second. Like no other woman existed on the face of the earth.

She seemed almost desperate to touch you as her head found itself between the valley of your breasts, kissing at every inch of skin she could see.

She was working you up, getting you as relaxed as she possibly could. And you were more than willing to let her, sighing in bliss as her hands and lips wandered. You felt like putty in her hands, soft and malleable to whatever she wanted to do you. Sucking and licking, teeth grazing and nipping as her hand continued it’s way downwards.

You couldn’t help squirming around under her touch and she held a hand to your hip in some attempt to keep you in place, pushing you back down as you pushed your hips up against her thigh in some attempt to get a little friction.

“ Tess- “

“ patience “ she said again with a kiss to your cheek, you huffed in annoyance and she tutted and shook her head “ so fuckin impatient today “ but she clearly wasn’t in much of a mood to keep you waiting really.

She slipped two fingers into you embarrassingly easy, in no mood to take it slow with you. Desperate to have you ready for the toy sitting at the foot of the bed still. She set a steady pace, the sopping sound making your cheeks flush bright red. It was embarrassing how wet you got for her, and how fast.

“ that’s it, need you nice and wet for me “ you pushed yourself against the heel of her hand, searching for some pressure on your throbbing clit. And she let you for a few moments, her teeth nipping at the skin of your neck now, leaving a trail of bruises blossoming in her wake.

You attempted to keep your moans to yourself, failing as usual, as she gently began scissoring her fingers inside you. She watched your face intently as she did, checking that everything she was doing was okay. She was always the same. No matter how bossy or controlling she could be in bed, she never actually wanted to do anything you didn’t like. Your pleasure was always the most important thing to her.

“ don’t you dare come “ she said lowly, noticing the way you’d increased the speed you were grinding your hips up into her hand “ don’t you fucking dare “ it was near impossible not to when her hands were working pure magic between your legs. Your chest heaved in heavy breaths in some hope it would stave your orgasm off.

But Tess knew your body too well. Knew what every single reaction and sound meant, probably better than you did yourself if you were honest. So she knew your tricks and she didn’t want you coming yet. So she simply removed her fingers.

You felt too empty as she withdrew her fingers but before you could begin to complain she was coaxing them into your mouth. She watched you in awe as you sucked on her fingers, your mouth flooding with your own taste.

“ that’s it. Good girl “ she swatted at your thigh lightly with her other hand when she spotted you attempting to rub your thighs together for some relief, giving you a look of mock disappointment “ what did I just say? Do as you’re told “ when she deemed her fingers clean enough she got up from the bed, picking up the toy. You felt too embarrassed to watch her, instead focussing on the ceiling and hoping your cheeks weren’t too red.

You mentally tried to prepare for the sight. The feeling. The intrusion. But found that yes, you were a little scared still, but also incredibly excited.

You felt the bed dip as Tess climbed back on the bed, her warm hands gently pushing your legs apart as she sat herself between them. You chanced a look at her, propping yourself up on your elbows.

It looked a little less intimidating on Tess than it did when she’d first showed it to you. It almost made you laugh at how you’d been scared, but now you were unbelievably curious over anything else. And embarrassed. Incredibly fucking embarrassed.

Which was silly. It was Tess. Just Tess.

You dropped back onto the mattress and covered your face with your hands, an embarrassed groan muffled by your palms. Tess chuckled and you felt her lean down over you, pulling one of your hands away gently

“ y/n “ she was smiling at you as she peeled your other hand away “ Embarrassed? “ she said with a slight teasing tone to her words and you turned your head away, attempting to hide your face in the pillow “ hey hey. No. Eyes on me, look at me “

“ it’s embarrassing “ you said with a little laugh and she rolled her eyes, smile tugging at her lips.

“ I’ve fucked you plenty of times before”

“ not like this “ she brushed your hair away from your face and her eyes scanned over your features.

“ we don’t have to do- “

“ no. No I want to. Jesus do I want to “ you said maybe a little too fast, a little too desperate.

“ okay then. You ready baby? “ it was mildly pathetic how scared you actually were all of a sudden. It was Tess. Your Tess. You had nothing to be worried about “ baby? “

“ yeah “ you breathed out “ yeah. Yeah I’m ready “ you watched her as she licked the palm of her hand before she reached down between you, watching her fingers wrap around the toy. Your cheeks were on fire again, it was practically indecent the way your stomach fluttered at the sight. You craned your neck to watch, gasping as you felt the cool silicone brushing between your folds.

“ hey, eyes up here. Look at me “ your eyes snapped up to meet hers, relaxing a little immediately “ that’s it. Keep looking at me okay? “ you gave a small nod, trying to keep your breathing steady. It hitched in your throat as she brushed the toy lightly over your already sensitive clit “ breathe. If you need to stop you tell me okay? “

“ yes “ you whispered, arousal and desire beginning to cloud your thoughts.

She sat back up, pulling you closer by your hips.

“ spread your legs for me, that’s it keep them there “ she soothed her hands over your thighs for a moment, smirking at the sight of the remaining bruises left there from the other day.

She was incredibly possessive. Always had been. She loved nothing more than littering your skin with marks from her teeth or her fingers. You were hers. No one else’s.

You heart was hammering in your chest as she returned to her teasing, dragging the purple silicone up and down your cunt. It sent a shiver down your spine every time she caught your clit and it only made her smirk. You even found yourself bucking your hips up for more after a minute or so, unashamedly desperate for her to just give you something. Anything.

“ where’s this enthusiasm come from?” She teased and you could do nothing but squirm under her gaze, a pathetic whimper of a sound leaving your throat. It just made her smug look grow even more “ do you want it? “

“ yes “ she had this ridiculous skill of getting you wound up like that, to the point where you felt like an animal in heat. Desperate for whatever relief she would honour you with “ please Tess”

When she deemed the tip wet enough she positioned it at your entrance

“ it might hurt a tiny bit. Breathe through it, relax “ you nodded and she kept her eyes right on yours as she gently pushed into you, eyes scanning your own to look for any sign you no longer wanted it. Your own eyes squeezed shut at the feeling of the unfamiliar intrusion “ that’s it. Good girl you got it “ She entered you ridiculously slowly, allowing only the tip to push past the restriction of your entrance.

She took her time. Easing into you inch by inch, one hand on your hip to keep you in place. Her eyes fluttered between your face and your cunt, wanting to make sure you were okay but clearly also mesmerised at the sight of the toy slowing vanishing inside of you.

She held it there for a few moments, waiting for you to give her the go ahead to keep moving and letting you adjust to the unfamiliar girth inside of you.

“ Jesus fucking Christ “ you breathed out, trying to get used to the odd sensation and the slight burn at your entrance as you attempted to stretch to the size.

“ you okay? “ you nodded your head rapidly, eyes still clenched shut. It was almost overwhelming, how unbelievably full you felt. How deep she seemed to be inside you “ do you need me to stop?” Her hand cupped your face gently and she rubbed soft circles into your skin, coaxing you to open your eyes “ baby you need to talk to me “

“ no no it’s just- it’s a lot. Let me just- “ you took another deep breathe, unable to stop your squirming as your walls clamped down around the thickness of the toy “ okay. Okay I’m good “

She pulled almost completely out, pushing back in until the toy filled you completely again. She remained at a slow pace at first, hands holding your hips firmly as your back arched off the mattress.

“ fuck “ she said under her breath, looking down at you like you were the most incredible thing she’d ever laid her eyes on “ you know how pretty you look right now? “ you’d already slipped past the point of forming coherent sentences, your brain filled with nothing but how unbelievably full you felt. How with every thrust she made it seemed to hit a part so deep inside you, that you hadn’t even been entirely aware even existed.

You needed more. So much more.

“ can you- faster. Tess. Please I just- more “ your broken attempt at a sentence seemed to make some sense to her, her hands sliding over your legs again and settling back on your hips.

She picked up the pace, settling herself into a rhythm that had your breasts bouncing, a string of embarrassingly vulgar sounds leaving your throat. The room was filled with the sounds of you. Your moans. The ridiculously wet sound coming from between your legs. And Tess’ own heavy breaths.

It felt filthy. But in the greatest way.

“ look at you “ she she said with more joy on her face than you’d ever seen, smiling down at you as your hands twisted into the bed sheets and you attempted to muffle your moans in your pillow “ look so fucking good taking my cock don’t you? Huh? “

“ Tess “ you whined her name at the poor indecency of her words, ears ringing as you tried to focus on staving off your orgasm as long as possible. But it was near impossible. All you could think about was the bruising sensation of the toy pressing hard against your cervix with every single thrust she offered you.

“ doing so well “ she praised “ taking me so well “ you were chasing your orgasm now, knowing you wouldn’t actually get it until she said you could. But you were going to try either way.

You moved one hand down your body, circling the sensitive nub of your clit in a desperate attempt to get off.

“ I don’t remember saying you could touch yourself “ you held her eye contact in some way of being defiant, rubbing yourself faster even if just to prove a point “ are you that desperate?” She grabbed at your hand and you gasped as she moved back over you, pinning your hands down above your head “ I asked you a question “

“ please Tess “ you whimpered, wishing she could feel the way your cunt fluttered around the toy that was still buried inside you. She shifted her hips to press even further into you in a way that was almost painful, a squeak of a sound escaping you.

“ I thought you were being good “ your hands twisted in her grasp but she had always been stronger than you.

“ i- I am. I just need- please I need- “ Her eyes scanned your face for a few moments before seemingly deciding on something.

“ I got you “ she slipped out of you so suddenly it made you whimper at the loss “ be patient “ she smirked, kissing you in a way that took your breath away again. She pulled away far too quickly, making you chase after her lips again as she moved away. Which only made her laugh. You watched her carefully as she positioned herself sitting back against the headboard, beckoning you towards her with her fingers “ come here “

You didn’t need telling twice.

You were up and straddling her lap in a second, gasping when your sensitive cunt brushed against the now warm length of the toy.

“ you’re gonna be a good girl and ride me “ she instructed. And it was enough for another pathetic whine of a noise to leave your lips “ okay? “ you nodded, already reaching between you and wrapping your fingers around the now sticky silicone “ someone’s eager “ you nodded, brain too foggy to form a coherent thought never mind form a sentence “ Tell me “ she said, hands gripping tightly at your waist to stop you before you could go any further.

It was mean. To make you talk. To make you attempt to speak when your brain was absolutely frazzled, filled with nothing but a desperate aching need to be filled by her again.

“ Tess “ you whimpered in some hope she’d just feel sorry for you and not make you talk. Of course you weren’t going to get off that easy.

“ do as you’re fuckin told “ she nudged her fingers under your chin, an eyebrow raised “ come on. You can do it. Use your words “ she dragged her thumb over your bottom lip, pulling it down and watching it snap back into place again with a smirk “ tell me how much you want it “

“ so bad “ you whispered, eyes closing and cheeks flushing with heat “ need you so bad Tess “ you didn’t need to look at her to know she had that stupid smug smirk plastered across her face, enjoying it far too much.

“ need what? “

“ fuck Tess “ you dropped your head to her shoulder and tried to clear the embarrassment and fog clouding your thoughts “ I can’t I- “

“ yes you can “ she cooed, a hand brushing over your hair “ one little thing and then you can fuck yourself on my cock again. Isn’t that what you want? “ you nodded weakly “ then be a good girl and tell me what you need “

“ need you to fuck me “ you whimpered into her neck “ please I need it so bad “ usually she’d had made you say it again. Say it louder. Repeat it until you were practically begging for your life for it.

“ good girl that wasn’t so hard was it? “ you took that as your go ahead, lifting yourself before sinking slowly back down with an almost dreamy sigh.

There was less restriction the second time around, the deliciousness of the stretch still there but the uncomfortable burn no longer present. You sank down until she completely filled you again and you were seated flush against her thighs.

The way Tess was watching you was enough to make you come on the spot. No one had ever looked at you like that. Like you were some mythical creature, a goddess walking amongst mortals. It spurred you on to put on a show for her.

“ and don’t you fucking come until I tell you “ she said with a warning squeeze to the flesh of your hips.

You anchored yourself with your hands on her shoulders, rising up again and setting yourself into a steady rhythm. It felt filthy. Entirely too erotic for you to even comprehend, the sweat making your skin slick as your thighs pressed against hers, sounds reminiscent of a fucking pornstar escaping your lips.

Her fingers were pressing harshly into your skin, guiding you up and down on the phallic shape between her legs, you knew you’d bruise tomorrow but you didn’t even care. You wanted her to bruise you. To mark you. You needed a lasting reminder of the moment, needed to be able to glance down at the purples and blues on your skin and feel the ache in your cunt.

You felt primal, completely and utterly consumed by the woman beneath you. the short and quick breaths leaving her everytime you dropped down, the harness clearly brushing wonderfully against her everytime, were like music to your ears.

“ you look so fuckin pretty like this “ she said for what felt like the millionth time, but you’d never get bored of it. She was a little breathless, her eyes not looking away from you for even a second “ you’re so fuckin good for me arent you baby? My good girl huh? “

“ yes “ you whined, rolling your hips in some attempt to rest your legs as your thighs began to burn with the effort. Her hands shifted to grab at the globes of your ass, urging you to slow down a little and go at the pace she wanted.

“ that’s it baby, like that. Just like that “ the all too familiar pressure in your belly was beginning to grow stronger by the second and you knew you didn’t have much left in you. Tess knew you far too well and even though she couldn’t feel the way you were squeezing around the toy, she clearly saw it in your face “ you want to come? “ you nodded your head, head falling back and eyes closing as she kept guiding your hips.

“ yeah. Yeah. I’m almost there but- I don’t think“ she gave a small nod, understanding and shifted herself under you a little so she had some leverage.

“ I got you. Don’t worry “ you gasped, the air leaving your lungs completely as she thrust up into you. The feeling all the more intense than the previous position, hitting a new spot inside of you that made you see stars.

“ fuck Tess “ you whined, eyes squeezing shut and head dropping to her shoulder. Her hand slipped between you, a squeal escaping your throat as she began circling your clit with her fingers.

“ you wanna come for me? Hmm? Gonna come all over my cock, huh? “ you couldn’t form words, desperate pathetic whines the only thing that would pass your lips. Her thrusts were so deep, so hard. It made your vision blur, tears stinging at the corner of your eyes “ look at me. Baby I need you to look at me “ you reluctantly lifted your head, your neck feeling as though it were made of lead. Your forehead pressed against hers and she increased the pace of her fingers against your clit, still slower than you wanted but you weren’t about to complain “ you know what you need to do if you want to come baby. Don’t you? “

You nodded weakly, tears now slipping across your cheeks at the sheer overwhelming feelings she was eliciting in you. It was almost too much and not enough at the same time “ ask me “ she said even though you already knew you had to. It was stupid of you to ever think she’d let you even think about coming without getting her permission first. You just hoped she wasn’t going to make you wait any longer, silently praying that she was in a generous mood.

“ please can I come? “ you sobbed, teetering on the brink and just needing her little push to send you over the edge.

“ go ahead baby. Come for me “ it was instantaneous. The most powerful orgasm of your life knocking the breath from your lungs, nails digging into her shoulders in way you were certain was drawing blood. Tess whispered praise in your ear as your body shook on top of her, moaning so loudly they’d probably hear you on the other side of the zone.

Her words stuttered a little as you came through the latter end of your orgasm and you got the feeling your squirming around had been enough to push Tess over too. She wasn’t even remotely as loud as you. In fact it was a miracle if she ever made any noise at all above stuttered breaths.

You sat in silence for a few minutes, catching your breath and letting the fog clear from your mind. Tess pressed soft kisses to your cheeks, erasing the tears that had fallen from your eyes in the softest way possible. The hand that had been firmly gripping your hip, now trailing softly up and down your spine.

“ you did so good “ she said softly “ knew you would “ you hummed an answer cupping her face in your hands, placing a kiss to her forehead, her nose, her lips “ are you okay? “

“ so fucking okay. Jesus “ she smiled and kissed you again, before gently easing the toy out of you, hushing you gently when you flinched at the feeling.

“ you okay to move? “

“ my legs are fucking dead “ you said with a giggle that made her laugh too, shaking her head slightly. She wrapped her arms around your waist and shifted you to snuggle into her chest

“ that’s okay we can stay here “ one of her hands came up to cradle your head, holding you close to her “ we need to take another trip to Lincoln soon. I wanna see what else is in that fucking drawer “

All you could do was laugh.

#tess servopoulos x reader #tess servopoulos #the last of us #tlou #Tess tlou #tlou hbo #the last of us fanfiction #smut #x reader #x you #Anna torv #fluff #lesbian #lgbt #other characters for exposure:#Joel miller #Ellie Williams

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hugs4neth-official · 1 month

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update:

(if this cuts off suddenly, its cause my mom walked in. better to give yall something than nothing) some of this information wont be relevant to everyone but im tagging my irl friend that needs it for reasons ill explain below

if you are poet, read all of this please its very important. anyone else feel free to skip its pretty distressing lol.

reblog if you can so the other moots see this. (also so they can find this account, only 19 of yall have found it and should be over a hundred)

tw for parental abuse and self harm

we're still lying low. i cant afford to get caught on tumblr rn

love yall so much, im glad so many people have found this blog

my mom is fucking pissed. ive lost my phone completely, and i might be losing the ipad too. im hoping that because i use the ipad for school she wont take that. my computer is safe for now, she doesnt know the password and knows that people would ask questions if she took it

my texts have been comprimised. im not allowed to text anymore, and shes reading everything. already got texting from my ipad once, fortunatly i dont think that she knows it was from my ipad so she hasnt taken it (yet)

poet we need to figure out a way to comunicate from my computer that isnt tumblr.

my mental state is stable-ish currently, but it wasnt 2 hours ago.

she has threatened physical abuse.

she has also said "I wish i had the luxury of kicking you out"

due to number 8, im working on a go bag.

number 9 is probably an over reaction but im not getting caught unawares

the only sh ive done so far is head banging, which is bad but not the worst form. i think i left a bruise tho. no signs of brain damage

i got my grades back and theyre all pretty high, so im not in trouble for that. but i think she is pissed that im doing my work in school and not at home? idfk

she promised thursday to put me back in therapy. she has taken that back

apparently the reason she thinks im not disabled is because she thinks im faking all these injurys. her reasoning for this is "last time we saw [dr name] he said that nothing was wrong" (he said that there was nothing wrong other than the previously diagnosed severe generalized hypermobility syndrome) i think its fucking hysterical that she thinks i would fake not being able to do fucking anything because of my pain

i did absoluletly have a full full full mental breakdown from about 10:30 this morning to about 3:45 in the afternoon

if i get anymore "injuries out of nowhere" shes gonna cancel all my summer plans. (translation: no medical care for the rest of the year)

@poettheythem

#da cool shit #<- lmao the irony of my talking tag #life updates

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deeply-unserious-fellow · 3 months

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Follow up to my silly little Vees in Heaven AU that I might as well keep developing because people seem to like it lmao. This is my basic idea of how each of them individually would react to ending up in Heaven :)

Vox: Would probably behave like a normal person the longest because A; being in Heaven for an extended period of time could offer some Business Opportunites and B; he cares about his image so fucking much, and given that he was probably pretty well known while he was alive I don't think he'd want the people of Heaven knowing about all the evil business man shit like, at all. Though the monotony of Heaven would ABSOLUTELY drive him up the fucking walls. Nothing ever happens there. He can barely even network because Heaven doesn't have anything even RESEMBLING the overlord system down in Hell, there's no rank mobility for mortal souls. And that's assuming Sera even lets him DO anything because sinners ascending at all is a pretty fuckin new concept and she would at the very LEAST want to keep the news from spreading until she figures out what the fuck is going on. Either way it's not like he can do much because oh god what would PURPOSEFULLY going back to Hell do to his reputation!?!? He's stuck between a rock and a hard place and hating every second of it, but hey at least he can try to. Get some Heaven shit for Voxtech. And his head probably(?) isn't a TV anymore-

Velvette: Lasts for a couple months(or however long it takes her to get whatever information/materials she deems useful) before she starts causing problems on purpose. Think Respectless x100. It's even worse cause Sera has absolutely no experience dealing with this kinda shit. It's also terrible for Vel because nothing she's doing is getting her sent back down! As much as Sera wants to, she has to keep the "sinners ascending" thing contained until she figures out wtf is going on, which means no going back to Hell until Sera can discuss things with HER higher ups, which based off of how little Sera seems to know abt how Heaven works just. In general. Is probably nigh impossible. So Velvette's just stuck in Heaven, constantly attempting whatever she could possibly do to go back to Hell. Probably starts off small like just pissing Sera off on purpose every way she can, insulting people, etc because she also doesn't wanna do anything bad enough to get herself like. Executed or some shit. But as time presses on and shit just keeps Not Working she keeps upping the anti until she's wracked up several counts of arson and is being held in the closest thing Heaven has to a prison. Which she'll probably find ways to cause problems from there too Idk.

Valentino: He's in Heaven for like 5 seconds and then immediately just

Its like having Adam back only he's Worse and Does Not Want To Be Here.

Now I would like to note, all of this is very dependant on whatever plot points might be happening around them? Cause like I said in the original post there's def a lot of Heaven/Hell drama going on in the background that would definitely effect the plot of the AU, but I don't really know. What that is yet. Because it means doing more world building hcs then I am mentally equipped to make rn. So for now these are just what I think their ✨general reactions✨ would be + a stupid doodle of Val I did last night.

Also I need a name for this AU. My only real idea is Heavenly Vees? But that feels kinda basic idk. Maybe HeavenVee? Idk-

#may make a post abt how the remaining two would deal w/ the loss later idk #also maybe Ill write this fic someday. if I can decide who I want to kill and send to Heaven.#hazbin hotel #the vees #hazbin vox #hazbin velvette #hazbin valentino #poly vees #velvoxval #staticmoth #voxvel #staticdoll #velval #dollmoth #hazbin hotel au #heavenly vees #heavenvees au #Im gonna make a poll for this later...

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mulletmitsuya · 2 years

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Toman groupchat

Warnings: suggestive! the word dick is here a lot, swearing

Desc: some people don't like that kazutora and hanma r friends

Kazutora: your balls r kinda small

Kazutora: nvm it's the angle

Kazutora: these pics r goofy as hell💀

Kazutora: but they're good ig, now stop spamming me with dick picks

Mitsuya: ....??

Mikey: hello??????

Baji: 🤨

Chifuyu: 😐

Draken: uhhhh

Kazutora: LMAO

Kazutora: wrong chat

Mikey: who was that suppose to be sent to??

Kazutora: uhm

Kazutora: y'all don't like him, and i don't wanna start a fight so i won't say anything

Chifuyu: i'll break up with you

Baji: yeah

Kazutora: HUH

Kazutora: WHY?

Chifuyu: because some dude is sending you dick pics???? wtf Tora

Baji: yeah wtf Tora

Baji: it's basically cheating

Baji: this hurts more than that time you stabbed me

Kazutora: ok fine, don't be mad tho😐

Mitsuya: don't you guys have a separate groupchat for relationship stuff? this doesn't seem like it has anything to do with us

Baji: stfu Mitsuya

Mikey: i'd like if we got back to the point ☺

Baji: it's none of your business shrimpy

Mikey: then leave the groupchat😐

Mikey: and i'm not fucking shrimpy

Mikey: if someone calls me shrimpy one more time, i'll nuclear kick you into orbit

Draken: but

Mitsuya: you're are kinda shrimpy

Baji: lol

Baji: Kazutora

Kazutora: what?

Chifuyu: i'm losing patience

Kazutora: it's Shuji

Chifuyu: 😀

Baji: who's Shuji??

Mikey: Kazutora istg

Kazutora: dude chill

Draken: HANMA????

Mitsuya: wtf why is Hanma sending you dick pics

Kazutora: we're friends

Draken: not an explanation?

Draken: i'm friends with all of you but i wouldn't do that??? i dont think anyone would do that??

Kazutora: well it should be a thing

Baji: BRO FUCKING HANMA??

Baji: THAT CREEP??

Kazutora: yeah

Chifuyu: the one who helped plot Baji-sans murder 🙂

Kazutora: we all make mistakes

Kazutora: i was the one who attempted the actual murder but look

Kazutora: you all love and accept me for my mistakes and flaws haha

Kazutora: right?

Draken: he-

Draken: he's tried to kill me several times?

Draken: he tried to kill Emma??

Kazutora: he's just goofy bro

Smiley: i'm late but i really fucking hate that guy

Smiley: just something about the way he looks

Smiley: it doesn't sit right with me

Kazutora: Smiley, you have naturally orange hair😐

Smiley: what about it

Smiley: at least i'm not evil

Smiley: wait nvm

Smiley: i'll have to sit this one out

Mitsuya: Kazutora, cut ties with that dude, seriously

Kazutora: but guys, he's so funny

Kazutora: we're besties

Kazutora: he likes leopard print 🙁

Kazutora: you guys are being so toxic rn

Kazutora: why r u being so insecure, we're just friends

Baji: bro

Baji: HE'S SENDING YOU PICTURES OF HIS DICK?

Draken: if my boyfriend was receiving pictures of a dick that wasn't mine, i'd be pissed too

Draken: do you genuinly not see the problem with this

Kazutora: why did u say boyfriend Draken? are you gay?

Kazutora: what if i tell Emma about this? huh? what then?

Kazutora: was she right this entire time? worrying about Mikey? wow

Mikey: what are you talking about rn?💀

Draken: why are you trying to change the subject

Draken: and for your information, Emma knows i'm bi, so is she

Draken: we ACTUALLY communicate

Mikey: Emma's gay??

Draken: guess it runs in the family🙂

Mikey: 😐

Kazutora: ughhhhh

Kazutora: fine i'll tell him to stop sending me nudes ig

Kazutora: you guys are so boring🙄

Baji: maybe stop being friends with him completely?

Kazutora: 😒

Kazutora: fine (lying)

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokyo revengers manga spoilers #tokyo revengers texts #tokrev #toman grouchat #tokyo manji gang #sano manjiro/mikey #baji keisuke #mitsuya takashi #ryuguji ken/draken #matsuno chifuyu #kazutora hanemiya #baji x kazutora x chifuyu #bajikazufuyu #hanma shuji #nahoya kawata/smiley

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atopvisenyashill · 1 year

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🇵🇸 🇵🇷🐢🏝️ i got tired of complaining constantly on my main blog (@thewingedwolf is me!) about how sansa and rhaenyra did nothing wrong and also i needed a way to organize my theories and stuff. yes i have read all the books. yes i have (unfortunately) seen the whole show. yes i have seen all of hotd as well. so here we go. my stances are this, so you have an idea what to expect:

i am a catelyn, sansa, brienne, elia, and rhaenyra stan FIRST and a person SECOND

i would die Gaemon Palehair, Lady Essie, and Sylvenna Sand, those are my canon OCs, and that’s why they’re my header.

Sansa and Bran are my favorites! I am a Sansa will be Queen in the North truther and a Bran will be the King in Harrenhal conspiracy theorist, It Is Heavily Foreshadowed In The Text and I stand on that!!

I'm well aware Rhaenyra has plenty of faults, I am simply saying that the greens (as in, the characters) do not like her because of her gender, and not for stuff she does that’s actually wrong, also, idc that she did all of that i simply think she’s neat.

Helaena really IS the one who did nothing wrong tho.

i am a Dark Daenerys believer. no, i don’t hate her - in fact, i really love her, although i do hate her show counterpart - I just think her arc is heading towards a dark path and being a villain protagonist is the more interesting route for her character.

House Martell will rise or I will piss in old man germ’s cornflakes.

I Will talk about the racism Dorne faces in the text and outside of it and neither your favorite house nor my favorite house is exempt from this. If you have a problem with that, keep it to yourself bc i do not care 🙏🏽

i multiship!! just bc i ship it doesn’t mean i think it’s gonna happen in the series, i just like the dynamic!!

i am in fact the annoying book jonsa truther they warned you about. i will Stay bitter about this. argue with the wall.

with that said, i also like theonsa, throbb, daemyra, laenyra, rhaewin, nedcat, braime, briensa, and a million other ones. faves listed here. several of them are dead dove-esque; what can i say, that's just george's style.

you decide whether it’s romantic or platonic when it’s an incest one, my opinion changes by the hour & im gonna fight grrm for making me think this much about incest.

i don’t like jonerys!!!!!! i'm sansan & sanrion ambivalent and i simply do not care about littlefucker like that. i would say i’ve thought positively about basically every other ship.

i’m in the middle of a reread, as of this moment (april 2024) i’ve kinda stalled on the beginning of a dance with dragons but i Have started a rewatch of the tv series as a form of torture.

i first read this series when i was 16 in like 2012-2013. i love to bitch about the takes i’ve seen. i sometimes reblog really old ass graphics bc they deserve new life even tho the creators are long since deactivated. i sometimes make graphics that look like they’re from 2014 bc we should bring that style back dammit i hate the typography movement going on rn.

big on tagging triggers so lmk (i’ll tag for all characters & major triggers but i’m fine with adding a specific one if asked and don't worry about it being a "weird" trigger - if sean bean's face or knives or wolves or whatever trigger you, i'm happy to tag for that!).

i have a tag page that is more organized than the slapdash nonsense on this post, feel free to check it out here.

i may sound angry but i promise i am genuinely just here for a laugh. i just have resting bitch voice and no feel for tone and use the word fuck too much. it’s fine and unserious.

#getting on my soap box #some of my more commonly used tags are-#gender politics in asoiaf #lyanna and the starklings #smallfolk rise up #jon lyannason first of his name #the ghost of elia martell #the curse of visenya the conqueror #ados speculation #twow speculation #true knights #knighthood and oath keeping #ashford tourney theory #alysanne of harrenhal au #dreamer aegon au #there is always a lighthouse. there is always a man. there is always a city.

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birlwrites · 10 months

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As I want to know everything about your version of the black family, I'm going to ask you about the personalities of Pollux, Arcturus, Irma, Melania, Alphard, Cygnus and Druella. And if you have headcanons of the black family. I really liked Orion in the last chapter, they usually make him very invisible in ff.

okAY SO!

re personalities i'm just going to do all of them in the order you listed them for simplicity's sake, here goes:

pollux: kinda struggles to find a sense of purpose in his life (WOW starting off uplifting ajfskhgkjdf) - he's spent so much of his life just having... nothing important to do? he's a spare in a cadet branch. both he and alphard are older than arcturus and yet arcturus is the heir and pollux and alphard handle that differently. dude needs some hobbies. he did a lot of teaching bellatrix dark arts and he is fiercely proud of her, he also just needs to like. take up gardening or something afjslgkhjskdf

arcturus: i think of him as being intensely charismatic and very stubborn - voldemort doesn't know how lucky he was that orion didn't grow up into a carbon copy of his father because tom riddle's efforts to take charge of slytherin would NOT have gone well if he were up against a mini-arcturus afjslkghjksdf (orion is a) abt 2 years younger and b) didn't feel the urge to jump into the ring). he's not competitive because he's confident that there's nobody who could possibly compete with him, but that doesn't mean he's going to hesitate to quash what he sees as disrespect. heavy user of the family magic, and we know how that goes for him, but on a lighter note, was very serious about being the head of the *family,* not just lord black - he was the driving force behind getting the extended family to spend summers at black manor and he'd be absolutely fucking pissed to see the state of house black now

irma: irma's just vibing, she is also purposeless (woooooooooo), living vicariously through bellatrix's stories of death eater life, pollux and irma are very happy people who definitely aren't bored at all, irma's never fantasized about stabbing someone with a fork

melania: very warm and also very intense. the sort of person who you meet for the first time and then an hour later you're making plans to start a business together selling enchanted furniture and putting all the profits into funding a culinary school. you don't even know how you got onto this topic. you've never cared about culinary school in your life. you also can't tell if she's joking. this particular scenario is more an example than anything that has actually happened but like - she has a way of making people feel very close to her. intense but not severe. like ginger beer

alphard: sometimes feels like the only sane person in the family. everyone else seems to be absolutely incapable of chilling the fuck out for one (1) single second, and without arcturus and melania around to enforce order things have just gone to shit and two of the kids are disowned and BELLATRIX IS A DEATH EATER and just in general what the fuck is happening??? on a lighter note, alphard spends a lot of his obscene amounts of leisure time (and money) on commissioning art and music. he's an especially good person to know if you're trying to make it as a painter or sculptor because he might let you use his house as a venue for a showing and invite his wealthy friends with huge houses that need decor and with the alphard black stamp of approval you'll probably sell basically everything

cygnus: i've talked about cygnus in some other posts but i don't feel like hunting for them rn ajflkhsgljdf. cygnus likes chess and the socratic method and books that take two people to lift. he's levelheaded, occasionally to the point of aloofness, and he had to deal with twins andromeda and bellatrix age 2 (and teenage andromeda, bellatrix, AND narcissa) so he's pretty unflappable. once he had to talk bellatrix out of murdering andromeda's ex-boyfriend ok he can handle anything. has been talking to regulus about books ever since regulus learned to read. he and orion are both at fault for baby regulus learning how to create an inferius because regulus really REALLY wanted to read a book with a very shiny cover (on a high shelf) and cygnus and orion looked at each other and went 'yeah ok sure why not' and that is how elementary necromancy, volume 4 ended up in regulus's hands

druella: grew up a rosier in a cadet branch, which was basically a free license to do whatever she wanted as long as it didn't look serious. she got very bored, married a guy who was The Opposite of that, and now spends a lot of time gleefully exchanging acerbic bits of gossip with cassiopeia and walburga. and bellatrix! she used to pride herself on being an attentive mother who actually spent time with her children, then andromeda straight up ran away 😬 oops. also i'm deciding rn that she played quidditch - seeker for slytherin! (she wasn't enlisted in 'talk bellatrix out of murdering andromeda's ex-boyfriend' because she would have been like bella that would be very irresponsible and dangerous. here's how we're going to humiliate him publicly--)

i have lots of headcanons but this post is already very long and idk how to like, mentally sort through my headcanons to pick out the ones to state here ajkghsjlgksdf

#orion: reading is a healthy activity for children so we should encourage it #cygnus: i completely agree #baby regulus at breakfast the next day: *explaining why fresh bodies are best for inferi to anyone who will listen*#dark lord wip #should i make an inbox tag

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somevillainfuckery · 9 months

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(since my ass has time during school rn to blabber about this cuz uh, this damn game just brutally murdered all my other interests sooo SPOILER WARNING)

I looked stuff up, I found literally only one user on Tumblr who actually talked about Scary Larry, and it's mostly him in Break In Story, but can we talk about the second game? We got some new mf "Scary Mary", I swear on my life, she's officially the worst character ever-

don't get me wrong, still pissed at Larry for breaking into my house, I mean I died several times but like- maybe jail would've been a good enough punishment?! He a silly villain man, I used to roast his ass because I mean if you've played the game then you know how the dude looks, but in the second Break In Story it literally shows him getting experimented on, I know damn well that had to have been miserable, it literally tells you it looked like he was pain

not gonna lie that hurt my very soul, I mean in the final boss against Mary he literally tries to stop attacking you, and if you pay attention to his next few spike attacks you can see that he's spelling out "HELP ME", I mean he's alive in the end but that man is probably scarred for life now.

In the third game, if we get a third game, he better be on our team or I swear I'll disintegrate. In my opinion, we need to start talking about this dumb little roblox game more, because now we have lore and I honestly didn't think the creator would put in so much effort, I thought we'd get one game and that's it

#roblox #Break In Story2 #Break In Story #Cracky4

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0xo · 4 months

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that post about trying to break cycles by being nothing like ur abuser but actually failing to grow better behaviors... (tw lots of talk of suicide and death, mentions of abuse)

really hitting hard rn considering the death of my uncle who hated his (admittedly terrible) father but ended up perpetuating the same exact bullshit onto his wife and kids. and then died bc he couldn't face that fact. like when faced w divorce and the idea of losing his control over his family he... fucked off and died. (still don't have details on how, unsure if it was on purpose but. signs point to...) [AND PREFACING WITH: i do NOT think all people who die by suicide are cowardly or bad people or anything like that. i am talking about a very specific and complicated situation in my own family. please do not interpret this as me saying that all people who die by suicide were bad people/dodging responsibility/could've "worked harder to improve their situation." i know deeply that that is NOT the case, i have been personally impacted by suicide in other ways. i am just discussing one person and the circumstances around his death.]

and of course im sad, we were close once, he is family. ofc im sad he felt dying was better than trying to sort out his life or trying to be a good coparent. but the way he treated his (very sweet, very patient) wife was deeply unacceptable to me. he isolated her, and didn't properly care for his high-support needs autistic kids, and pinned it all on her. he was terrible to my mother and forced all my grandma's end of life care on my mother. he hurt us a lot with his behavior.

and like. i don't think he necessarily deserved to die bc of it, right? he had his own issues, he cut himself off too and refused help from everyone, these problems run in the family and he knew that and still wouldn't accept help. and you can't MAKE anyone accept help. but i can't help but think that if he'd, maybe, been open to the people who loved him, he could've... restructured. he was so smart, so clever, so creative! he could've done anything he wanted to, he was so good at anything he tried.

and yet. in trying to avoid being like his father. he ended up doing all the same things. and i think that was too much for him to handle. and i hate that, i hate that so much.

he leaves behind two brilliant, brilliant children - they're SO CLEVER. but he couldn't accept their support needs and didn't treat them well. they don't even know he's dead yet, i don't think. but they love him, and he saw them as manipulative and trying to intentionally ruin his life. they're small children. they haven't even developed the capability to manipulate yet, they just want some chocolate milk, right? and yet he compared those kids to his father.

it just hurts. this wasn't necessary. my poor fucking mum is now an orphan with two dead siblings. how is she meant to deal with all this? how is she supposed to reconcile the grief of his needless death with the absolutely shit way he treated her and their mother?

luckily we love his widow very much and we will make sure she and the kids are okay. but i truly don't understand anything. it just sucks balls to watch someone ruin their own life and leave a giant fucked up mess behind. and then everyone's saying sorry and apologizing for my loss, like i didn't lose him years ago, like we were still close, like i'm not angry with the way he treated the people around him. we grew up like siblings. but that connection was basically severed when he started acting like a jackass. i don't know how to respond to people trying to comfort me. they all assume i'm really really sad, and i am, but i'm also pissed off, and i don't think anyone knows what to do with that.

because you're not supposed to be pissed at someone for dying, especially if it's probably suicide, you're meant to be tragically sad. you're not supposed to say they were wrong, you're supposed to apologize for being wrong and not seeing the signs earlier, you're supposed to be sorry. and you're not supposed to speak ill of the dead, even if they were fucking complicated, you're meant to shove all those negative emotions aside to grieve the good of them.

and i do grieve the good of him! i grieve the family member he could've been if he had actually broken cycles! but i'm fucking angry. you don't get to treat everyone around you like shit and then kill yourself to get out of being remembered as an asshole. it doesn't work like that. you're still an asshole, now you're just dead and can't take responsibility for fucking up people's lives. i'm sorry he felt that was the best way out. AND good god, he was a grown man with every opportunity to improve himself. and he chose to stagnate and be fucking mean. dying in a shit way doesn't erase that.

and like, listen, i understand that people are complicated. i don't think everyone who dies by suicide is an asshole. MOST people who do were genuinely failed by the people and systems around them, they weren't bad people, they were in bad situations. they didn't have help or a way out. it's not inherently selfish or evil, it's fucking devastatingly sad.

and mental illness is complicated and hard. like. hm. i don't think it's his fault he was fucked up, it runs heavy in our family, he was traumatized too. but. he talked so much about growing past that and then just... didn't. he had support, he had a good therapist, he talked the talk. and didn't walk the walk AT ALL. he treated people like dirt. and i understand that certain illness our family is prone to, they make it extremely hard to get or accept help, okay? i get that. i really do. but you can't just fall back on mental illness and trauma as an excuse for financially/emotionally abusing your wife and neglecting-to-the-point-of-abusing your children. it wasn't okay when his dad did it and it's not okay that he did it. and what makes it worse is that he was so aware of how fucked up his childhood made him, and self-aware enough to superficially recognize his own faults, but not enough to change how he interacted with people. why must these cycles continue! why!

i'm so angry and so sad. i don't even know my cousins well because he was so ashamed of how poorly he treated them that he cut us off from them. he hated my mum and so held me at arm's length to avoid interacting with her in any capacity. they're sweet kids...

anyways. sorry. im just so so so so so so so so so tired of death in my family and abuse cycles. im so tired in general and these giant unnameable unfathomable emotions don't help. i feel like the suicide element makes it even harder to talk about, because i sound like an absolute cunt for saying any of this to people who don't know the situation. nothing about it is simple. nothing about it is easy. i don't know what to do anymore at all tbh!!!!!!

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