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visceravalentines · 2 years

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Dilf!Bo Sinclair NSFW Alphabet

This past week Fireworks, my original dilf Bo fic, surpassed 1k notes. I am absolutely blown away. I stumbled completely by accident into this community and met so many creative, thoughtful, wonderful people who are down so bad for this bullshit mechanic and his recluse brothers. Thank you thank you thank you for all of the support and sweet words and reblogs and discussions. I really, truly have so much love for you guys.

So here is a little thank you: 1800 words about what Mr. Sinclair likes in bed. And although there are some references to events in past updates, the majority is self-contained and gender neutral.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Bo has long been accustomed to low-stakes hookups with acquaintances (or dubious trysts with unfortunate victims), so he's not particularly snuggly after sex. He likes to sit with you and smoke, outside or in bed with the window open. The exception: if your activities were particularly…strenuous, especially for you, he can’t leave you alone. Wants to clean you up, wrap you up, hold you close and press kisses to your forehead. He’s so proud of you for trusting him. If he feels like he got too aggressive, he’ll get moody and you have to shower him with praise and reassurance.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his face including that killer jawline; it’s proven time and again to be one of his greatest assets. He also likes his hands, likes to see them wrapped around your neck or wrists or his fingers laced through yours. He likes your hands too, and he’s an ass man through and through. Squeezing, spanking, biting, he’s a nuisance.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Really likes the way you taste. Will happily lick you off his fingers. Doesn’t mind the way the two of you taste together either, the kinky bastard. His favorite place to cum is inside you hands down, but if you’re not comfortable with that, he’s happy just to aim in your general direction.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s waiting for the right time to ask you to peg him. He’s a power bottom, but not for everyone. He almost trusts you enough to suggest it, but not quite. Not just anyone gets a piece of that ass.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

You know he knows what he’s doing. He knows what he likes and he’s got some tricks up his sleeve. However, he’s patient with you if you’re less experienced, and in fact, he kind of likes it. He likes expanding your horizons, wants to be your first and only in some respects, but he’ll never turn down a worthy counterpart who knows a few tricks of their own. Sometimes he assumes you’re more innocent than you are because in his mind, he’s corrupting you beyond saving (and he’s so into it).

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He’s a sweetheart, he likes missionary so he can be as close to you as possible, full body contact, your pretty lips right by his ear. He does have a soft spot for letting you be on top though. He likes watching you think you’re in charge.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s a goofball in the leadup, likes teasing and flirting with you, but he’s all business once you get down to business. He takes himself kind of seriously and is focused on making sure you’re both having a good time. Funny enough, the more intense the scenario (strapping you hand and foot into a chair as a random, non-specific example), the more jokes he’s got.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Keeps everything below the bellybutton at least trimmed if not completely shaved. He’s not naturally very hairy aside from his chest. All his hair, including on his head, has lightened some with age from that lovely dark walnut to a softer, more golden brown.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

God, he’s so into you. You’re the only thing in the room. He cannot take his eyes off you, and why would he want to? He doesn’t want to miss a moment, not one microexpression. He’s obsessed. He’s never been so enamored with someone before. Sex he’s familiar with, but intimacy? Intimacy is new to him and he can’t get enough of it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Once a day keeps the urologist away. Really likes thinking about you, especially if your relationship is still a secret and it’s the middle of the week and he’s not going to get to spend any quality time with you for a few more days. He will never tell you this, but he also has a library of previous experiences that he pulls from regularly, ones that are a little less soft and sweet than you are. Ones that involve tears and screaming and desperate bids for mercy. He burned most of the polaroids, but you can’t burn memories.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

That daddy kink tho. He did not know he had a daddy kink until he met you. When you sprung it on him at the farmer's market, he was so focused on the fuckboy hitting on you that it was like walking into a clothesline. He played it cool but hearing you call him Daddy gave him butterflies. Enjoys enacting bondage on his partner; it’s a hard limit for himself. He’s less about shibari (that’s Vincent’s territory 😉) and more about harnesses and cuffs. Loves edging you, especially if it gets you to plead for him in explicit detail about what you need from him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Is it on planet Earth? He loves it. He beat you there and his pants are gone. The world is his bedroom. The thrill of maybe getting caught never gets old for him.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you show any amount of skin. When you do something thoughtful for him. When there's a chance someone might catch you or see you doing dirty things to each other. When you show him you trust him, that you’re not put off by his age or his scars or his proclivities or the fact that sometimes he gets gruff and stormy. Also loves when you beg for anything in any context. Even just saying his name in the right tone of voice riles him up.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

As previously stated, you will never be able to tie him up. Has zero interest in sharing you with anyone else; you’re all his and only his. He likes pushing you out of your comfort zone, maybe even overwhelming you a little, but he does not want to push you to the point of tears because part of him would be absolutely wrecked by this and part of him would be so into it that it genuinely scares him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a giver, darlin’. Loves that he can reduce you to nothing but nerves with just his mouth. Genuinely enjoys giving head and is damn good at it. Also will never turn down a blow job, especially in a semi-public place.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Bo really likes taking his time with you. He’s in no rush for the moment to end. He likes a slow build, kisses and touches while shedding one article of clothing at a time. That’s not to say he’s opposed to impromptu fucking on the kitchen table or a ride in his truck on the way home. Just that he considers you more of a meal than a snack.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’ll take what he can get, especially when you have to keep things a secret and often don’t have a lot of alone time. There’s something terribly appealing about taking you hard and fast on his lunch break or in the last few minutes before your parents get home.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Bo’s taken enough risks for several lifetimes and he really thought he’d grown out of it until you came home for the summer. Being with you, being anything to you is a huge risk to the life he’s built. But he loves it; you reminded him how much fun it is to lay it all on the line. Especially when the reward is something so worthwhile. He took a serious gamble when he hit on you at the block party, even moreso when he followed you up to your bedroom, and it’s paid off more than he could’ve imagined.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He’s got one, maybe two rounds a day in the tank. He’s not quite as hot-blooded as he used to be. But that’s okay, he’s creative and he never gets tired of making you squirm. He’s got great stamina (unless you whine too pretty too soon).

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You don’t even gotta ask, you already know. 😈

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Bo is a horrible tease, but he always delivers. He only enjoys withholding what you want long enough to make it that much sweeter when he finally lets you have it. He gets no pleasure from actually denying you, but it sure is fun to torture you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Muttered curses under his breath. Filthy expressions of desire that barely make it off his tongue. Grunts that transform midway into helpless whines. Terms of endearment that he whispers like prayers for absolution.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Would love to do a boudoir photoshoot of you. Thinks about it a lot, actually. Has plans in his head for pictures of you in various states of undress, in his clothes, in lingerie or fetish gear he chooses for you. His concepts range from classy shots with a digital camera to grainy polaroids of you with him in your mouth. He’s gonna turn the idea over in his head for a while longer before he suggests it to you. He really hopes you say yes.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Bo’s dick is as pretty as his face. He’s a solid six inches, straight as an arrow, circumcised. He boasts a fair few scars on his body from the first two-thirds of his life, but nothing compares to the glowering pink bands around his wrists and ankles. He’s active and in decent shape but he’s got that middle-aged-man dad bod that makes him good to cuddle.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He’s always had a high sex drive and even if it started tapering off as he got older, you’ve reawakened something in him. More than just sex drive though; physical touch is a love language he is particularly receptive to and he communicates his feelings for you in the way that he always has a hand on you any chance he gets.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

So fast. Bo works hard and plays hard and his conscience is just clean enough that he passes right out. Of course, the bed is too big on the nights you don’t stay. He most definitely sleeps better with you beside him.

If you enjoyed this and want more sweet and sexy Southern goodness, there's about 22,000 more words where these came from (linked below) and many more to come! Please note the regular fic updates feature an AFAB reader. Up until now, this fic hasn't had a title, but from here on out I'll be calling it A Gentleman and a Scoundrel.

Fireworks

A Place of Business

Insatiable

Peaches & Strawberries

All the Time in the World

#dilf bo sinclair #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #slasher x reader #a gentleman and a scoundrel #agaas

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guttedwhxre · 2 years

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─ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 ❞ billy loomis and stu macher

billy loomis and stu macher general headcanons

tw: none!

author’s notes: i will always write billy and stu as a pair, they just would not be complete without the other i think - enjoy!

BILLY LOOMIS

so mean. like, incredibly mean to people he doesn’t know, like, or trust - which is just about everyone.

will make mean comments about weight, height, gender, sexuality, nothing is off limits to this guy. and he knows when he’s being ignorant, billy is completely aware unlike other slashers (i.e. bo, billy lenz, thomas, etc.) who may not know what harm their words could cause to you. billy is FULLY aware and takes delight in upsetting others - a true menace.

if you manage to escape his words, or can handle what he does say to you, building a friendship with billy is pretty fulfilling. billy doesn’t date who he isn’t friends with first and if he does, trust me, he has no good intentions.

at first, he’s not the most reliable friend? don’t call him in times of need, for sure, but once he really warms up to you, you cannot get rid of him. if he’s not with stu he’s with you, and vice versa. the two of you are his people!

afterwards billy is a very good friend, you’ll appreciate him on nights you needs excuses to get away or a way to get out of plans. he always prefers that you spend time with him, anyway.

also, liking stu is a must. not like it’s hard, but you have to be able to get along well with stu - not tolerate, not generally accept, no - you have to basically be stu’s second biggest fan for billy to heavily consider dating you. if you get stu’s endorsement relatively quickly, you’re in! otherwise, be prepared for the guys to push you out on more than one occasion.

at first, billy won’t include you in much. even after you’ve started dating and you’ve been going steady, he’ll keep you away from the more private parts of his life. don’t push him, he’ll let you in on his own time. pushing billy only ever causes irritation and stress for the both of you.

he always knows just what to say!

which is a good and bad thing - billy knows how to comfort you, how to ease your mind and make everything seem okay. he’ll pry your secrets and insecurities right from you, after all, he’s your boyfriend.

on the other hand, he knows just how to get under your skin. how to use your worst fears and insecurities against you to get what he wants. don’t think billy is above manipulation with you, outright or not.

unless you’re okay with snooping, do NOT give billy your passwords, keys, passcodes, none of it. he can and will take the liberty to search through your things.

“babe, who’s alex?” you stop what you’re doing in the kitchen, turning away from the popcorn on the stove. “alex?” you parrot, mind racing. “yeah. you left your journal key out and i looked through it,” he’s leaning on the counter behind you, meeting your eyes as you turn. his face is dark, lip curled a little. “good words about ‘em. you close friends?” you blank, completely. who the hell is he talking about? suddenly it clicks and your burst out into incredulous laughter. “alex? like my third grade crush alex?” you clutch your middle, doubling over as billy’s face pinkens. “right, yeah no, i knew that,” his bullshitting only makes you laugh harder.

STU MACHER

the light of my life. apple of my eye. much nicer to you than billy when you first meet!

typically doesn’t have a bad word to say about anyone, but he’s very good at being passive aggressive and being backhanded.

normally though, he’s so funny and bright, it’s whiplash between the two of them when you, stu, and billy are hanging out.

teases you a lot at first, all in good fun, never says anything with ill-will, but he does this to test your limits, see if you’ll snap at him.

stu gets away with a LOT so if you don’t let him bs you he’ll become more interested in you immediately.

people are always reprimanding him, but never actually follow through on punishing him. again, do not fall for his bs, if you don’t like something he’s doing, call him out and he’ll cease immediately.

very handsy, surprisingly so for someone who’s just supposed to be your friend.

it won’t take much for stu to make you - for lack of better words - his side piece.

if you wanna date him you’ve gotta press, bug him about it until it’s too much for him to ignore.

if you’re lucky he’ll just start dating you outright, without having to go through a side piece stage.

he has a very big ego, just like billy. though stu expresses it in a spoiled rich kid way, not in a broody loner kind of way.

he flaunts his money all over the place, intentional or not, and has absolutely no remorse about it. why should he?

pays for your stuff. 24/7. even if you BEG stu not to, he’s gonna!

to be honest, he kinda, doesn’t respect you at first? that’s how he is with everyone, not just you. it doesn’t take much to get him to respect you once you’re friends, but no matter the circumstances strangers don’t mean shit to stu. typically he just throws his money at people and that’s all they want. they’re nothing else but possible kills, sex, or entertainment to him.

if you stick around past that, well, you’re okay in stu’s book!

this is also why stu’s only actual real friends are you and billy. sure, you all hang out with sidney, tatum, and randy but stu’s not too fond of any of them - it’s just very hard to tell he’d rather watch them bleed out than be friends with them.

he’s a spam texter. no explanation needed.

“stu, honey, you’ve texted me forty times,” you look across the room to where your boyfriend is sitting on an armchair, giggling maniacally. “and i’m right here. just say what you need to say!” stu whines, though he’s still smiling as he continues to tap away at his phone. “just check,” he sounds like a little kid being refused a toy. sighing you open up your phone to see a bunch of hearts, intermixed with ‘i love yous’ and ‘hi’. this is such a waste of minutes.

stu and billy are a package deal. you get one, you get the other. consider that the only reason you started dating either of them is because you’ve already been heavily discussed between the two of them.

everyone else is prey. it’s the three of you against the world!

xoxo, babe

#scream #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #billy loomis #stu macher #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #billy loomis x stu macher x reader #slasher x reader #horror #horror x reader #scream x reader #ghostface #ghostface x reader #buddy's pieces

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iguana-eyanna · 2 years

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The Blood Within Us Chapter 19

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Pregnant! Reader

Summary: Will the reader do whatever it takes to protect the ones she loves when tragedy hits the Wayne family? How far will the truth be tested when she realizes she’s not the only one with secrets of her own?

Warning: use of weapons, mobster activity, birth (graphic), blood, vulgar language, death mention

A/N: There is one more chapter left! I can't believe it's been about a year since I started this. Please give a like, reblog, and comment your favorite part of this series and I hope you like this chapter!

Labored breathing.

Shouts and groans are only being heard across the chilled building.

Splattered sweat and blood mixed, decorating the once marbled floors.

This felt like an endless battle for the knights of Gotham.

Dick never felt so out of breath in his life. Maybe it was the lack of training in the past couple of weeks or he was constantly trying to knock out the next guy that was trying to kill him.

He looked around and saw how his brothers felt tired too.

Jason’s aim has been dull, as well as Damian's when he tried to strike his opponents. Then there was Tim, trying to finish his mission but could not find Maroni or Dent anywhere.

But they knew they couldn’t give up, not when you were upstairs delivering their sister. Jason heard your screams first, echoing through the abandoned hotel. He hated hearing you in pain.

All of his brothers too.

Dick’s fists felt like they were slowly giving up, as he could feel the taunt skin blister under his gloves. But he still fights alongside his brothers, trying to protect their family.

Tim then notices someone escaping to the front, so he runs hot on his tail and whips out his bo staff to trip the person. They fall to the ground, and Tim thought he was unconscious. Bending down so he could feel a pulse, the man’s eyes widen, and grabs Tim by the shoulders and force him to the ground, now aiming a small pistol in front of his face.

Tim tried to get out of the pin but it was no use; there was no time to react and Tim thought that was the end.

Suddenly, he hears something shatter and the man with the gun rolls his eyes to the back of his skull. He quickly rolls onto the ground unconscious. Tim sees the remains of a broken vase on the ground, realizing someone struck him from behind.

“Never liked him, he always tried to steal my clients away from me.”

Tim sharply looks up and sees Harvey Dent, slightly heaving. Dent looks down at the young boy in front of him, thinking he’s no older than 16. He reaches his hand out for Tim to grab, but Tim slowly helps himself up.

“Why did you save me?” Tim asks.

Harvey reaches for something in his pocket and reveals a small SD card.

“I need your help.”

Harvey goes inside of an office beside the bell hopper desk as Tim follows relunctently. The young boy goes inside an office and sees a monitor that was on.

Harvey gives him the SD Card. “I need you to upload this information about Maroni to the public. All of the physical evidence got burned, so this is our only chance.”

“Why should I trust you? This might be a virus that you want to be exposed to the world.” Tim spat.

“Because someone went through a lot of shit to get to this. I don’t want to let them down, not when I disappointed her again.”

Tim looks at Dent’s solemn state and takes the card to the monitor. There wasn’t any insert for the card as the computer was out of date. Tim whips something out of his belt and got a connecting adapter and plugged it inside the computer, then inserted the card. They wait for a long time as Tim bounced his knee while being seated.

“This computer is taking forever.” he exaggerated.

“You kids and being impatient, back in my day-”

“I really don’t want to hear this.” Tim kinda barked back.

Harvey resumes his silence, not wanting to piss off Robin.

An uncomfortable silence took over the room.

“You probably think I'm a monster.” Harvey said, sitting next to Red Robin.

Tim’s jaw tightened, but he refuses to lose his temper.

“You damaged innocent lives before and after you became Two Face.”

“You don’t know what I went through kid, the life I had to choose in order to survive.” Harvey spat.

Tim sharply turns to him.

“You don’t get to defend yourself. Remember that you’re still a wanted man.”

Harvey stands up, his rage consuming him.

“I don’t need no kid telling me that-”

“That what, you’re a horrible person? You didn’t think of any of the consequences when you decided to put your needs before others: Not your career, your ex-wife, not even your daughter who’s giving birth upstairs! My mom risked her life to save yours because she thinks your worth saving.” Tim yelled out, feeling like he popped a vein.

Harvey’s eyes widen as he steps back.

“Your mother?” Harvey whispers.

Tim realizes what he just said and quickly goes back to the computer.

“It was a mistake, I’m just shouting nonsense.”

“No, I can hear it in your voice… the anger you’re channeling underneath. I did something to you, you’re…”

Harvey now realizes the truth and looks at the young boy in front of him.

“You’re Drake’s son…”

Tim closes his eyes while making a fist, regretting everything that’s happened.

He slowly takes off his mask for Harvey to look at, his face cold like stone.

“The only reason you’re alive right now is that a) we have to turn you in, b) we need to turn in this evidence to the public, and c) my mom still cares for you for some reason. And now you know the truth about me. So don’t dare fall out of line or else you’ll be pleading for my dad to come to get your sorry ass back to Arkham.”

Tim never commanded such intimidation. Mostly it came from Jason and Damian, but the young Drake needed Dent to know he was serious.

A ping goes off on the monitor and the two turn to see the download was complete. Tim sits and got to business.

“Soon enough, everything will leak into the internet. Maroni will be sent away for good.”

Harvey doesn’t say anything as he looks out from the door that was partially open. He then catches Maroni coming out of hiding. He found a discarded gun on the floor and grabs it, running up the stairs to hide.

Harvey grabs a letter opener on a table, hiding it in his pocket.

“I’ll guard the door, make sure no one disrupts you.” Harvey said.

Tim doesn’t look up, too immersed in reading the content to pay attention to Dent’s intentions.

“Fine.”

Harvey was about to step out and looked back at the boy.

“Just know that the only thing good thing that came from me was your mom. It was always her.”

Tim didn’t have time to react as Harvey shut the door shut, blocking it with a heavy shelf. Tim gets up and tries pushing down the door but it wouldn’t budge. He puts back his mask and pressed his ear com, trying to reach out to his brothers but the connection was so bad.

Realizing it’s no use, Tim turns back to the computer and realizes he needs to stay here till everything goes up.

He hopes that you’re alright.

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“You’re doing so good love, just -”

“I swear if you tell me to breathe one more time” You warned Bruce as you grit your teeth.

You started pushing 30 minutes ago and you’ve only pushed out a bit of the head. Bruce started tearing up seeing his daughter as well as you, but the pain was so unbearable.

Your contraction passed and you slightly slump your back into the headboard.

“We are never having any more kids after this.” you moaned out, earning a chuckle from your husband.

“How about adoption?” He jokes.

That made you laugh a bit until you groaned, feeling your bottom half on fire.

Bruce resumes back in action as he helps guide the head out and coaches you through. You screamed louder than before, feeling the ring of fire. Bruce lets you hold onto one of his hands you crushed it with brutal force.

“I hate you, I hate you so much!” you screamed, shutting your eyes as you were still pushing.

Bruce was silent, he knew you were in agonizing pain (and maybe there was some truth to that) but he gives you praises as you push out most of the head.

“Just a few more pushes, you’re almost there.”

You begin to lose focus as you start shaking uncontrollably

“I’m not strong enough for this, Bruce.” you whimpered, as your face was stained with tears and sweat.

Bruce grabs your hand and places it on the top of your baby's head.

"Feel that? That is our baby! They need you. You’re the strongest woman I know, so please baby… push for Lily."

You nod your head as you sat up more and pushed, feeling the baby slowly emerge.

Bruce smiles at you and looks down at your progress, but his heart reached a severed beat as he saw that the skin was dangerously pale, almost blue. He tries not to worry you, but still coaches you to push again and again.

More tears are still on your face as you push one last time, trying to not think of the agonizing pain and exhaustion. You feel a gush as you collapse back onto the headrest and see Bruce hold your baby girl.

There was a silence that filled the room.

"Why's - she not breathing?" you panted, feeling the dread creep up on you as you try to get up in your state.

Bruce immediately flipped the tiny baby over so that they faced down, and began to vigorously massage their back. All he could hear was your sobs as they turn to wails.

‘Keep going.’ his mind screamed at him, determined that this would not end in tragedy, not when both of you could possibly fall apart again.

Finally, after an eternity, she coughed out and drew in her first breath. The blissful sound of crying filled the room.

You reached out to her as Bruce placed her on your chest. He quickly got out a knife from his belt and cut the cord and placed his cape which he tore off from his suit to keep her warm. You coddled her properly while Bruce took care of the afterbirth, which you couldn’t feel as you were too entranced by the gift in front of you.

“She’s perfect. You’re so beautiful my baby girl.” You whispered to her as you soothed wails.

Bruce could feel his tears fall down onto his cheeks and does his best to dry them with the back of his hands.

“She truly is,” Bruce whispered as he knelt down beside you, taking in his daughter’s features.

“What a touching moment we have here.” a villainous voice announced their presence.

You and Bruce looked up and saw Maroni, pointing a gun in the air.

“I finally get to see the face of the Bat, wouldn’t have guessed it be a Wayne.” Maroni remarked.

Bruce was about to fetch something from his belt, but Sal pointed the gun more at you while you were holding the baby.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, son. Why don’t you take whatever gadgets you have on you, eh?” Maroni commanded.

Bruce slowly raised himself up and slowly took off his belt and slid it on the ground at Maroni’s feet.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Maroni asked, taking the belt and throwing it far from reach.

“Whatever you’re thinking of doing, it’s not going to end well.” Bruce said, raising his hands.

“You see, Wayne… today was going to be my big comeback. I was going to get my sweet revenge from Harvey and discard that grandaughter of mine away to whoever held the highest bid. But you came and destroyed that. Now I have one bullet in here, and I can go as a living legend as I killed the one and only Batman who’s married to my granddaughter. Isn’t that a story?”

You clenched your jaw, slowly rising yourself up.

“You know what’s a good story?” you ask as you got onto your feet, slightly hissing in pain

Bruce turns and sees you getting up and whispers your name not to intervene. You go in front of Bruce and place Lily in his arms.

“Get behind me, I got this under control.” Bruce begged.

“No, this is my battle. I need to finish this.” You said.

You look down at the innocent girl in his arms and kiss her head, as she has no clue what’s happening.

You turn around to your grandfather, trying to walk from just experiencing one of the worst physical pain you ever went through.

“Here’s the headline that is most likely being posted right now ‘Sal Maroni Finally Behind Bars By His Own Flesh & Blood.’ Does it have a good ring to that?” you ask him.

“What do you mean?” Maroni asks, still pointing the gun as his finger dangerously lingers onto the trigger.

“Everything that you’ve down in the past is now published to the public. You don’t get to hurt me, my husband, my children, or my dad any longer.” you said, now three feet close in his range.

His aim never faltered, but a shock comes over him.

“You care about that loser you call your father? What has he ever done for you?” Maroni asks.

You were about to speak, until you saw Harvey by the door with a knife in hand. You couldn’t let him kill Maroni, not when he was this close to the freedom he truly deserved. If he did, he’d be thrown back to Arkham and locked away to never see the light of day.

“He made the hardest decision to leave his own daughter to protect her. He ensured she had enough money for school and to achieve her dreams even if he didn’t know what they were... But he knew she’d be happy and find her way in life. And lastly, he taught me that it’s never too late to make things right.” You said.

Harvey’s eyes began to water after hearing your words, and slowly lowered his hand and loosened his grip on the knife.

That simple action made you beam with pride, as you were proud that he did that for you.

“You have nothing left: no money and no power. It’s over.” you said to the man in front of you. You feared him once, but now you just see him as a coward.

Maroni is in thought, trying to think of his options. Showing his surrender, he lowers his aim.

You drew in a breath, never realizing that you held onto it for so long. You turn around and you ran right up to Bruce who opened one arm for you as the other held onto Lily.

You were one step close to joining them, not realizing that Maroni drew his arm back into the air and was about to press the trigger.

“NO!” Bruce screamed, his face filled with horror.

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A baby’s cry was heard downstairs.

The brothers look at each other, nodding that this fight is still not over.

Punch after punch, kick after kick, their minds became sharper and they were pulling in their strikes. What felt like an infinity turned into seconds as they soon defeated everyone. They step out of the room as Jason leaned on a column and Damian flew himself to a wooden chair.

“Next time, we’re calling Barry or Wally to help.” Jason remarked.

“Agreed” Damian groaned.

Dick chuckled as he almost lay on the floor, just wanting to catch his breath. Suddenly, he looks up and sees something, trying to bust down the floor. Dick quickly gets up and pushes away the shelf and burst out Tim.

“Have you guys seen Dent?” Tim asked.

“No, what’s going on?” Dick asked.

“He gave me the file about Maroni, it’s posted all over the internet. But he locked me in there, I think he’s trying to find-” Someone began to shout on the top floor.

A single gunshot rang in the air.

All the boys shot their heads upstairs.

“MOM!” They all screamed in unison as they ran to find their parents.

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You couldn’t react, eyes wide as you jumped into Bruce’s arms. He held you tight as his tears started pouring down. You take in a shaky breath, slowly lowering your head to see if you were stained with blood.

But you don’t see or feel anything, as your hands desperately try to find a wound.

Bruce was as clueless as you, thinking he’d lost you. Both of your heads turn to wear the gunshot was directed and you see the back of Harvey, looking down at his hand that was stained with blood.

He looks at you, eyes welling as he sadly smiled at you. He then collapsed to his knees as he slowly lay on the ground.

“Dad!” you yelled, quickly getting onto the floor as you tried covering his wound, but the blood kept on pooling.

All of your sons arrived, seeing what just happened. Dick and Jason’s glare darkened as they see Maroni with the gun and dragged him out, trying to plead for his life but it was no use. Damian ran to his father who was shellshocked. Tim took a discarded sheet and bundled it, helping you stop the bleeding.

“Father.” Damian whispered to get his attention.

It took a second to collect his senses until Lily began to tear up.

“Here, hold onto your sister. Keep her head up and make sure she’s warm.” Bruce said, handing her to Damian.

The youngest boy tried to protest, but his eyes locked onto his halfsister. She stopped crying immediately and raises her hand to reach Damian’s finger. The boy never felt such a closeness before, almost feeling choked.

Resuming to what just happened, you desperately tried to not let your father close his eyes as he looked up at you.

“You’re going to be fine, there’s going to be an ambulance. They’re going to take care of you-”

“You called me dad…” Harvey whispers.

You tearfully chuckled, nodding your hand as you held onto his hand.

“Yeah, and I meant it this time.” you whispered as you feel Bruce kneeling behind you, a hand on your shoulder.

Harvey turns his gaze to your husband.

“Speaking from experience son, don’t leave your family. That girl is going to need her father in every way possible.” Harvey grunts out.

Bruce painfully nods his head, as his touch on your shoulder became firmer.

From a distance, you could hear sirens coming to the hotel.

“Dad, we need to go now.” Tim said, as he gave Bruce his mask.

“Go with your brother and sister, I’ll take care of mom.” Bruce said as Tim and Damian hurried off with Lily.

“We have to go.” Bruce whispers in your ear.

You shake your head no as your tears started to fall near your dad.

“I’m not leaving him, Bruce. I can’t-”

“Hey.” Harvey whispers, his voice getting weaker.

He reaches out to you and holds the side of your face, looking at the most strongest woman he’s ever seen.

“At least I get to hold you one last time.”

You began to sob as Harvey starts to flicker his eyes. Bruce picks you up and carries you away as you shouted to let you hold your father.

Harvey Dent looks up at the ceiling as his vision starts to darken and smiles to himself, knowing the last thing he sees from this wretched world was the best thing that has ever happened to him:

You.

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isfjmel-phleg · 5 months

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Crash course in YJ (and adjacent) Kids

Have no idea what I'm talking about when #comicsposting again? Would like to know? For reference, if you want it, here's a rundown of my comics specialty: DC's cast of teenage heroes on the team Young Justice in the 1990s. Names, powers, backgrounds, etc. I spent way too much time on this.

Tim Drake (Robin)

Age: 14-15.

Powers: None, but highly skilled in acrobatics, detection and martial arts, weapon of choice is a bo staff

Background: Figured out Batman and Robin's secret identities at age nine. Volunteered to be the new Robin shortly after Jason Todd's death because "Batman needs a Robin." Initially the de facto leader of Young Justice with a reputation as the smart guy (but is in fact just as unhinged as the rest of them). Struggles to balance his two identities; he has to conceal Robin from his father and Tim Drake from his Young Justice teammates, which leads to trust issues among the group.

Distinguishing features/costume: Black hair, blue eyes usually concealed by a domino mask with opaque lenses, oval face, short and wiry. Green and red suit with leggings, black and yellow cape (distinct from Dick and Jason's costumes, which were bare-legged and did not have any black, and Damian's, which has much more black, a tunic, and a hooded cape).

Kon-El (Superboy)

Age: 16 physically but chronologically less than 2, is unable to age past 16 for about half the series.

Powers: Tactile telekinesis (TTK), the ability to control anything he can touch, which allows him to mimic super strength, invulnerability, and flight. Does not have Superman's other powers, such as heat vision, x-ray vision, etc.

Background: Clone created by Project Cadmus to be their mind-controlled replacement for Superman after his "death." Escaped before he could be artificially aged to maturity and has been an independent hero since Clark's return. During YJ 1998, is working for Cadmus as a field agent. A habitual show-off and flirt who harbors a lot of private insecurity and doesn't initially function well as a team player.

Distinguishing features/costume: Curly black hair in a fade haircut (later cut short and spiky), blue eyes, strong jaw, significantly taller and more muscular than the others, earring for most of the series, scruffy goatee later on. Initially wears a 90s-ified version of the Superman suit with a black leather jacket, later updates to a metallic version of a suit without the jacket.

Bart Allen (Impulse)

Age: 14-15 physically, chronologically 2-3 due to hyperaccelerated aging for the first two years of his life.

Powers: Superspeed, including the ability to vibrate his molecules through solid objects. Later on he develops the ability to create temporary replicas of himself ("scouts").

Background: Barry Allen/the Flash's grandson from the thirtieth century. Was born with his superspeed out of control and had to be raised in VR to keep his mental aging on track with his physical aging. Brought by his grandmother to the twentieth century to get his rapid aging resolved by Wally West, the current Flash. Currently lives in Manchester, Alabama with Max Mercury, an elderly speedster who is training/raising him. Thanks to his VR upbringing, struggles with patience and thinking things through, but is more intelligent and perceptive than he's usually given credit for.

Distinguishing features/costume: Lots of reddish-brown hair, yellow eyes, big feet, short and wiry. White and red suit with a lightning design, googles with yellow lenses.

Greta Hayes / "Suzie" (Secret)

Age: Never specified but probably around 14-15.

Powers: Exists in an incorporeal, smoke-like form that can float, shapeshift, create smoke constructs, teleport, and become tangible for limited amounts of time. As a Warder, a gatekeeper between life and death, can sense impending death and bring others into a pocket dimension called the Abyss which seems to be a sort of portal to death.

Background: An ordinary girl who was murdered by her brother as part of a ritual and was changed after death into her current incorporeal form. Was held captive by a government organization and studied in a lab but escaped with the help of Robin, Superboy, and Impulse and has been in hiding since. Cannot remember most of her past life, does not understand her powers, and frequently feels alienated from the rest of Young Justice (except Robin, whom she has a crush on), which leaves her vulnerable to those who wish to take advantage of her powers.

Distinguishing features/costume: Blond/light brown shoulder-length hair, blue eyes, smaller than the others, frequently surrounded by smoke. Off-white suit, long and trailing light brown coat.

Cissie King-Jones (Arrowette)

Age: Never specified, but would have to be 16 by the time she competes in the Olympics.

Powers: None, but a highly-skilled archer.

Background: Daughter of a former would-be superheroine who put her daughter through strenuous training and forced her into the identity of Arrowette from an early age. Sent to boarding school after Max Mercury reported her mother to CPS for child exploitation. Took up hero work again to spite her mother but, after a personal tragedy leads her to nearly kill, chooses to quit permanently. Becomes an Olympic athlete and occasional film actress while still keeping in contact with her Young Justice friends.

Distinguishing features/costume: Long blonde hair, blue eyes, oval face, significantly taller than the other girls. Red top, white skirt, and red boots and mask, alternatively a "Dark Arrowette" costume consisting of a dark red and purple suit with a hood.

Cassie Sandsmark (Wonder Girl)

Age: 15.

Powers: Super strength, speed, durability, and flight.

Background: Daughter of an archaeologist who is an associate of Wonder Woman. Eager to join Diana in heroics and seizes an opportunity to request super powers from Zeus, who grants them on the condition that her mother can deactivate them whenever she chooses. Enthusiastic and reckless but is also struggling with self-confidence in living up her predecessors' legacy. Joined Young Justice initially because of her crush on Superboy but comes to discover her talent for leadership and eventually takes over as team leader.

Distinguishing features/costume: Short blonde hair that gets longer over the series, blue eyes, heart-shaped face, physically matures over time. Goes through several costumes. Initially wears a dark wig and googles and mismatched clothing from her closet. Later versions vary but usually include a black shirt, red pants, bracelets, and a bar necklace engraved with "girl."

Anita Fite (Empress)

Age: 16.

Powers: Vodoun, usually used for teleportation; martial arts and use of an emperor's stick; and mind control through verbal commands due to having a piece of the Anti-Life Equation in her.

Background: Daughter of a government agent (who has been pursuing the escaped Secret) and a woman whose mother was a vodoun priestess. Has had her powers most of her life but is inspired to use them for heroics after witnessing Cissie stopping a thief in a mall. Joins Young Justice after Cissie leaves. Seeks revenge on her maternal grandfather after he kills both her parents, and gets her parents back...as infants whom she now must raise.

Distinguishing features/costume: African-American, long dark reddish hair, purple eyes, tall. Gold and purple suit and mask that conceal everything except her ponytail.

Slo-bo

Age: Physically a teenager, chronologically very young--comes into existence late in the series.

Powers: Has the Czarnian physiology of his original, which provides super strength, durability, stamina, and healing, but these are limited since he came from "the shallow end of the gene pool." Also a skilled mechanic and pilot.

Background: Clone of a deaged version of alien bounty hunter Lobo that comes into existence after Li'l Lobo's death on Apokolips. Is smaller and weaker than his original and considers himself an inadequate successor. Presents himself as extremely morally gray but is actually quite sensitive, emotionally mature (compared to the rest of YJ), and ultimately self-sacrificial.

Distinguishing features/costume: Spiky black hair, yellow iris-less eyes that go completely black when he goes blind, black markings around eyes, gray skin, smaller and skinnier than Li'l Lobo. Gray shirt, black vest, jeans with skull belt buckle.

Ray Terrill (The Ray)

Age: 19.

Powers: Light control, including emanating light, blasting rays/energy, flight, conversion to light energy, movement at light speed, creation of constructs and illusions, healing, and invisibility.

Background: Raised to believe he had a deathly allergy to sunlight and must remain in the dark but learned after the death of the man who raised him that he is really the son of the Golden Age hero the Ray and has inherited his light-based powers. Struggles with adjustment to using his powers and trying to live a mostly normal life and has a difficult relationship with his lying, manipulative father. Joined the Justice League for a while. Dragged into joining Young Justice late in the series to replace recently-lost members.

Distinguishing features/costume: Red hair, green eyes, average build and height, earring. White and gold suit (a light construct), black and gold band leader-style jacket, and gold helmet with fin.

Grant Emerson (Damage) [not actually a member of YJ but has worked with them, has connections to some individual members, and is around the same age]

Age: 16.

Powers: Building up biochemical energy in his body that results in super strength, durability, and speed, greater mass, and blasts of energy. If not discharged, this energy results in his exploding like a bomb.

Background: Son of Al Pratt (the Atom) and his wife Mary but never met them. Stolen after birth and experimented upon, which gave him DNA from numerous other superheroes. Raised by abusive foster parents. Manifested powers as a teenager but couldn't control them. Saved the universe during Zero Hour, accidentally blew up downtown Atlanta, had to join the Titans as an alternative to prison, went on a quest to discover his real parentage, joined the Titans again, and went on hiatus to concentrate on healing from his past. Used to be friends with Bart. Cannot catch a break.

Distinguishing features/costume: Brown hair with floppy bangs and sometimes a mullet, brown eyes, strong jaw, increases in muscle mass whenever his powers build up. Costume varies but consistently involves blue and orange or yellow, with a radioactive symbol on the shirt.

#comicsposting again #YJ: so glad we found each other #the real complete version this time #(if you saw the draft version that got accidentally posted on Thanksgiving when I was working on it on my phone)#(and if you didn't then good! ...we'll just say that didn't really happen)

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whatdoyoumeanitsnotcanon · 2 years

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(we're doing fluff. A short one. Just a lil guy. Guilliman and reader talk about their fears and traumas. TW suicide contemplation)

You became aware of everything in waves.

First, there was light, low and amber. Then soreness between your legs like nothing else, which had become standard over the past week. Then warmth, and weight. His body, curled around yours, clutching you unconsciously to his chest.

Roboute was still asleep. He required so little to function, but you were glad he indulged. It was the only time you saw the perpetual crinkle between his eyebrows soften. True calm was fleeting for your husband.

Your husband.

That was still thrilling to think about. The whole affair had progressed so quickly, you were adjusting.

He gripped you tighter, murmuring in his sleep. He seemed agitated. You wriggled out of his grasp and sat at his side.

Roboute was no stranger to nightmares. He would tremble, speak a few words, even thrash, then jolt awake. He would urge you to return to sleep, then, usually, would rise before you in the morning. You didn't ask what he dreamt of. You had read enough of the records of the Heresy to guess.

But this seemed different. You gave him space. As much as you wanted to wrap your arms around him, his strength was a hundredfold yours.

"Rob?" You asked.

He twitched. His expression pained. You thought you heard him muttering 'no.'

So suddenly as to startle you of the edge of the bed, he shot up, screaming your name. His eyes were wide and, you'd never seen it before, frightened.

He gathered his bearings, and began to frantically search for you. "Love? Love where are you?"

You crawled back up from where you landed. "Here."

Roboute scooped you up, buried his face on your neck, and began rocking back and forth. "You're safe. You're right here." He was talking to himself more than you.

"Rob, what on Terra were you dreaming about?"

He shushed you, laying you both down to face one another. He intertwined your fingers as conflict crossed his features.

"You can tell me, Roboute. Please. Please trust me. At least with this."

He sighed. "Are you certain? I see no need to trouble you with this, go back to slee-"

"Tell me." You insisted. "You keep so many secrets from me. Not this. Not in our bed."

A long moment passed. Then he relented. He spoke very softly. "I... I saw you. Sitting in a meadow, on Macragge. It was summertime. You were holding a child in your arms. Our child. You were beaming it at me, beckoning at me to join you. Then it... I. I don't know how to say it."

"Take your time."

"Fulgrim. He... It was like before the Heresy, at first. He was congratulating me on the birth of the child and then, I was bleeding out again."

You reached out to caress the scar on his neck. The wound that had nearly killed him.

"I fell to knees, I couldn't move, couldn't even tell you to run. And he simply... Murdered you both. Took his time like it was a game. He turned to me with... With your heart in his hand and I woke."

"Fuck, Roboute." You snuggled into his chest.

"I'm just... Happy you're here. And safe."

You lay in his arms for time. "I have them too. Nightmares."

He looked down at you, inquisitive.

"When I left my homeworld, after my mother died, I had to take a ship to reach the University. The journey went normally for a time, but I woke up and alarms were blaring, and I could hear ramming against the hull. I'll never forget... The officer who came up to me in my quarters. He handed me a pistol. And he told me, "It's raiders, Drukhari. You have 12 shots left, save one for yourself. It's better to go young to the arms of the Emperor than to let them take you alive." Then he left. I waited for hours in the dark under my bed after the power went out, waiting to die. I could hear fighting, on the higher decks. I felt like a coward but what was going to do? Then it was just silence. There was no sound for days. Finally I was hungry and thirsty enough to creep outside."

"There was only the barest bones of a crew left. The raiding party was small, they didn't even bother to scour the whole ship. They just took as many as they could and... Left. Out of 3,000 passengers, 152 we're left. Our navigator was still alive, by some miracle, and we limped into port. I dream about it. Less often now but... I still think I'm under that bed again, sometimes."

"How old were you?"

"14."

"...Never again."

"What?"

"You will never be afraid like that again. I swore to protect you. Anything, xenos, human, that has even the ghost of a thought of harming you answers to me. I won't be merciful."

His grip on your hands tightened. He was looking past you, almost hatefully.

"Am I in danger, Rob?" You asked quietly, after a time.

He looked at you, and for moment you saw the mask slip into place, then slip away. "You married me. To an extent, you will always be in danger. And as I said, I'll always protect you."

"Don't evade. What aren't you telling me?"

"There was attempt on your life, at our wedding."

"What?"

"They couldn't overcome our defenses, but someone wanted you dead."

"Rob, why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I want you to feel safe. I want you to trust that I will protect you."

"I do! I trust you more than anything in this galaxy."

"I know. I wish I didn't have to repay your faith with secrets. I wish there were no secrets." He paused. "I wish we were in a meadow, on Macragge. In a little cottage, with our children, planting a garden, and the biggest concern of ours is what we'll having for dinner."

His voice welled with emotion, and you knew that he had just revealed something to you he hadn't told anyone before.

"Rob?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

He smiled.

"And if... If you want children... Let's talk about it. Not tonight. But soon."

The two of you drifted off together as the first rays of dawn spilled into the chamber.

(Long Anon wasn't too long this time. Excuse me for traumatizing the shit out of Reader in this)

#why are you so perfect Long Anon?!#roboute guilliman x reader #warhammer 40k #wh40crack.#c'mere Robo-bby. rest your gigantic head on my bosom.#and have all my bbys.#cw: mentions of pregnancy/children.

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Not sure whether I'll manage to finish BoS someday, so let me spill the beans about the plot of future chapters, before my writing block and lack of discipline (and hope) run me over lol Some details I've already talked about, some I have not.

-Huang Hua was the responsible for bringing Seihai back.

-How? Seihai turned herself to stone, but after her 'death' we notice how Huang Hua still thinks about her, and even sees her sometimes. The thing is: when dragon-Lance breaks free from the crystal, HH medidates, then collects the fragments scattered around the room and no one knows that she's been charging them again with her own energy.

-It's not enough though, she also needs the energy of an aengel/daemon (she uses Leiftan's in secret, in order to avoid using Erika's, but well... he flees), and of a dragon. Lance's somewhere unknown, Alajea, Colaia, and Enthraa are dead, her only choice is Seihai, after all her body is still intact and because of the petrified state she wasn't not even given a fenghuang burial, she only needs to bring Seihai's soul back and guide it back to her body. Those images that Seihai saw during her petrified state were result of HH's ritual.

-In short terms, HH's sacrificed her title by disrespecting the lines between life and death (a parallel to the kitsunes who aren't appreciated for doing that either) in order to create a replica of the crystal for Eldarya's sake, that's why she's enforcing the Phoenix title to her sister, somewhat projecting into her. HH herself didn't think she would be capable of doing such ritual, but well, let's remember the weird feeling Erika had while visiting HH's mind in TO. The "omg I'm suuuuuch a good person" people are more often than not, the most dangerous and that's the idea with HH in BoS, good people are more easily corrupted in comparison to who is already labelled as a piece of crap, precisely because of how good people see themselves as better than the others. They easily fall from grace because of their pride and arrogance.

-Problem is that HH didn't realize the risks of messing with dragons. With the ritual, she'd also open some sort of portal to the souls of other dead serpents. Till now, we see two serpents in action: Corra the celtic serpent goddess (in Seihai's dream), and Coatlicue, the aztec mother goddess (when she intercedes for Leiftan). There's also, ofc, Tiamat, she appears the first time briefly when the Advisors test Seihai. Corra was more the "quiet observant" type of goddess, but Coatlicue was Leiftan-biased thanks to her own story with aengels/daemons.

-Erika however ends up corrupted because of HH's lack of trust in her and her "I won't tell you things, even if you're my friend" behavior, without realizing HH was actually trying to protect Erika. It was better to use Leiftan's energy than Erika's. That was an important part of the reason for why Leiftan didn't access his powers: his attachment to Erika, but also HH's ritual draining him.

-Tenjin kicks Erika out of the north the moment she transforms and proceeds to fight Seihai. It's part of his development here, he could have gone after Erika and dragon-Lance, but he stayed with Seihai and took care of the wounds caused by the fight. Actually his character journey could fill a post too.

-At the end, with her failure of a replica, Huang Hua tries to make up for her actions and uses her life force to keep the portal open. She remains there near the mushroom circle completely still, her aura shining brightly to give time for other faerys to come and cross the portal with them. Erika goes first to guide them on the other side and Nevra is the last one to cross. When he turns to her and ask her to come, the portal is already closing and he can't reach her anymore (it will be one of his traumas on earth btw, he will never forgive himself for not being quick enough to pull her, iho he could have saved her) and her last thought is Ewelein. From the start, HH had nothing more to lose, giving her life for Eldarya was the least of her problems.

-That's the ending I imagine for them and the same happens with seiten, they die in the north after forcing the kitsunes to cross with the royal family. But my heart is too weak for that, I want them to have a happy ending aaaa lmao

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delirious-donna · 2 years

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Hello there,

I just read your Obito NSFW Alphabet and it was simply… breathtaking 😳 Furthermore your writing style is amazing 💕

Could I ask for another alphabet with either Tobirama or Itachi? 🥹

Thank you and have a wonderful weekend 🥹

NSFW Alphabet [Itachi Uchiha]

an: hi sweetie! Thank you so much for the kind words, it means more than you could ever know. ^^ I decided on Itachi, I hope you don't mind? I have quite the soft spot for the Uchiha men with Itachi being number one by a country mile!! (2023 update - no longer correct! Obi is my man)

Masterlist

A - After Care

Itachi is the softest man, he is just all kinds of sweet once he has well and truly satisfied both you and him.

Would you believe he owns an entire range of aromatherapy oils? Well, he does…

“How are you feeling my beloved? Would prefer peppermint or sandalwood?”

His eyes light up as he gazes at his collection, already rubbing his hands to warm them in anticipation of the smooth glide across your velvet skin.

Itachi will work out every knot and stress point on your back, shoulders, and thighs - wherever you ask. You will be a boneless puddle on the bed while he hums happily.

B - Body Part

This is a touchy subject for Itachi.

Without hesitation, it’s his eyes, but as well as being his favourite body part, they are also his most hated.

A constant reminder of the hardships that his clan has faced, an identifying marker that means he could never be considered as anything but an Uchiha.

However, there is also a deep reverence in his eyes, especially as he was gifted one by his most trusted friend - awakening his Mangekyō Sharingan in the process.

For this reason, he values his eyes extremely highly despite the price he and others have had to pay for their unique abilities.

To lighten the mood a little, he does enjoy putting you under genjutsu - willingly, of course - to indulge in the pleasures of your flesh endlessly.

C - Cum

Itachi is quiet when he cums, you’ll know he has found his release as every muscle stiffens, his teeth gritted and the searing heat that coats the walls of your cunt.

Uchiha cum is sacred, not a drop is to be wasted so you best believe that it is either ending deep in your pussy or down your throat.

Let even a single drop fall from your lips and he’ll tsk softly.

“So wasteful, my beloved. I’m wounded, how do you plan on making it up to me?”

You’ll spend the next thirty minutes bringing him to orgasm again, simply so you can demonstrate that you won’t make the same mistake twice.

D - Dirty Secret

It only happens when he is sick, but he still doesn’t want anyone to know. Itachi loves to be babied.

This strong Uchiha male just wants to be rocked in your embrace when he isn’t feeling too good. He wants sweet forehead kisses, cooing melodies and no control.

He doesn’t do well when he is ill, pouting and whining that his throat is sore, his head hurts and he needs a tissue every ten seconds.

Considering how much pain this man has gone through, you’d be surprised by how easily he is floored by a common cold.

The man is close to sucking his damn thumb as he rests his head in your lap, nudging you gently to play with his hair.

How could you deny him when he looks this adorable and dependent on you.

E - Experienced

People seem to think that Itachi has bedded his fair share of women, but it’s not true.

He is far from a virgin, but he had little time for distractions such as sex.

Now that he has you, he is making up for lost time.

Itachi wants to experience everything and is very open to trying new things - well, he won’t know what he likes and dislikes if he doesn’t try everything once.

He’s a quick learner though and has never failed to make you a quivering mess.

The notches on his bedpost might be very low, but to say he is inexperienced would be an injustice to your man.

F - Favourite Position

He has to be in a certain mood for this position, but nothing beats how it makes Itachi feel as well as giving him the best view of your beautiful body.

He knows that you sometimes feel self-conscious about yourself, and it is completely unfounded in his eyes - he adores every inch of you.

What’s better than sitting with you on his lap at the edge of the bed, your back pressed to his chest as you both face the standing mirror that rests in the corner.

In this position he can caress you, narrating the journey his hands make before lifting you to slide his aching cock in your tight cunt - what a sight.

His whispered words are like magic, his lips feather light as he kisses your neck and shoulders. Itachi makes sure you watch the sinful image reflected in the mirror, forces you to recognise how fucking sexy you are and uses his hands to play with your tits and clit until you cream around his cock.

Nothing beats this position - nothing.

G - Goofy

Itachi will look at you with the most bemused expression when you try to make jokes. He doesn’t necessarily find them funny but he laughs because he finds you adorable.

He has a sense of humour but it is wickedly dark, like the most razor-sharp sarcasm - you will feel physical pain from his burns.

Goofy isn’t quite his thing, he has no interest in looking silly so he simply steers away from it. He can be lighthearted in other ways that suit his nature better.

H - Hair

Boy, does that man have good hair. His long hair is silken black gold spun by the Gods themselves.

He uses expensive hair care products, the price tag is enough to make your eyes bulge but he just laughs and waves you away. His shampoo smells like exotic orchids and it only heightens the mysterious air that surrounds him like a cloak.

Only you know the true Itachi and you love that he trusts you so implicitly.

He likes to let you comb out his lengthy locks, enjoying the gentle tune you hum whilst you work and now and then he will indulge your pleas to let you braid it.

Itachi is so pretty for you.

As for the rest of his body, the man is smooth and silky all the way down to his happy area. Short hairs nestle around the base of his dick, neatly maintained for your pleasure.

I - Intimacy

Intimacy with Itachi is unlike any other kind you have experienced. It can be either intense and soulful or light and irreverent.

He understands his emotions well, and although they may be very complex, he shows every facet of his soul.

Used to concealing his thoughts and intentions, it is cathartic that he does not need to hide anything from you. Itachi can bear his soul and still find unconditional love in your arms.

On the other end of the scale; he loves to spend hours in bed with you, chatting about nonsense, comparing hand sizes whilst you giggle at his reaction to how much smaller your hands are in his own and sharing hopes about the future.

Intimacy is an important part of your relationship, not a day goes by where he doesn’t let you know how cherished you are - make sure to return the gesture.

J - Jerk Off

There are times when Itachi finds himself parted from you, missions that mean nights spent alone.

He hasn’t told you, a little embarrassed by the ritual that has become a part of his nightly routine when away, but he strokes himself to the thought of you.

Itachi has so many moments of you and he stored away in his memory that it is like his own personal porn collection. It’s his way of feeling close to you even when the distance might be great.

The Uchiha is also a fan of fisting his long cock whilst he watches you get ready for the day ahead. You look so irresistible as you fasten your earrings. He knows you are watching him through the mirror and if the way you’re chewing your lip is any indication, he is about to find you crawling onto his lap.

“Am I doing it wrong beloved? Show me how to stroke it just right.”

K - Kink

We have to talk about the well-known breeding kink of the Uchiha men, and although Itachi is fairly unique amongst his clan, he is not unaffected by this trait.

He tried to hide it from you at first, he was pretty ashamed to already be obsessed with the idea of making you round with his child early in the relationship.

The way he would stare at your cunt once he had cum deep inside, his cock jerking and twitching was the biggest clue to his thoughts. He would practically growl if any creamy seed would dare to try to push out, pulling himself out just to gather it all up and press his cock back in to stuff you full. It was arousing, watching him so determined in his mission.

You’re on birth control, it was an agreement you made with Itachi so he could fuck you raw - nothing compares to the feeling of his naked cock dragging against your clenching walls.

Feeling especially bold one night, Itachi has you held tightly in a mating press, his mouth planting open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder as he ruts into you, and you decide to toy with him.

“Tachi, mmm. Wanna make you a daddy.”

He stops.

Blazing orbs of crimson stare into your soul, tightness lines his jaw and he looks absolutely feral. Perhaps you’ve made a mistake…

“Is that so?”

Itachi bends you even further in half, a hand flying to grip your chin as he resumes his thrusts.

“Get comfy beloved, you’re not moving even an inch until I’ve filled you to the brim.”

He is true to his word, pounding you into the mattress until you are sweat-soaked and delirious.

“You’ll look so beautiful carrying my child… when the time comes,” he says, stroking your belly gently.

He knows it was a game, but he will follow through when the time is right.

L - Location

Anywhere.

Itachi is down for fucking literally anywhere.

He’ll whisk you deep into the forest to brace you against a tree and take you furiously. He’d happily let you suck his cock in the shadowy recesses of Konoha, ever vigilant for prying eyes and teasing you about it.

“So hungry for my cock beloved? Couldn’t wait til we got home? I hope no one finds you looking so desperate.”

Itachi especially likes to fuck you in the kitchen. Slipping his hands around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder whilst you prepare food.

You already know what’s gonna happen, it is inevitable. He’s eaten you out on the kitchen island and now you’re bent over it with his cock drilling into your mess of a cunt, the lewd squelching making you blush like a ripened tomato.

“Stop squirming.”

M - Motivation

Itachi is a complex man. He has a lot on his mind, what feels like the weight of his clan on his shoulders and a rather pesky little brother to keep an eye on.

This means that every now and then, he isn’t in the mood and it’s down to you to change his mind.

So what sends this sinfully sexy man into feral beast mode?

He really gets a kick out of domesticity, add in a sexy twist as you slink around him completing chores in outfits that are best described as lingerie and he’ll be a slobbering mess in no time.

Did you really just bend over right in front of his face wearing that skirt, and fuck, are you wearing a garter belt and stockings?

You won’t make it to the bedroom, there is no time for that. Not when he could lift you against the nearest wall and slide straight into that needy little pussy.

“Am I neglecting you, beloved? Let me make it up to you.”

N - No

He won’t hurt you - and this includes emotionally and mentally, as well as physically.

Mind games are his speciality, but this is not something he would even contemplate with you. He couldn’t bear to see your face twisted in any kind of pain.

A few spanks to your butt are different, same with making you cry as he brings you orgasm after orgasm, but he’ll never cause you any kind of anguish.

He’d have no hesitation in slaughtering anyone that dared to even look at you in the wrong way.

O - Oral

Pleaseeeee, Itachi lives and breathes to bury himself between your soft thighs. He’d worship every inch of your juicy pussy for hours on end, pushing you closer into the realms of overstimulation.

You’d think the man was starving and you were the only thing that could slack his voracious hunger.

Itachi has serious oral game, he is packing a punch when he plays so sweetly with your aching clit. Rolling the nub between his lips in search of more of your nectar.

He is practically making out with your cunt and he won’t stop until you’ve gushed all over his mouth at least twice.

Why does he have to be so damn pretty? Thick black lashes fanning softly as he stares at you with those blazing carmine eyes, and the knowing smirk is enough to make you huff.

He’d rather give than receive, although he does enjoy you sucking him off. It’s more that he knows he can be a little rough when you wrap your cute lips around his cock. It’s such a sinful sight.

It will end in him face-fucking you, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as he grips your hair and makes you deepthroat him. His hips thrust up with every bob of your head.

Itachi can’t bear wasting cum, get ready for a hot load right down your throat.

P - Pace

Itachi prefers a combination when it comes to pace.

He wants every stroke of his cock to be impactful, therefore he is gonna set a rhythm that is powerful but languid.

Even if you are on top, he is dictating the pace with his steely grip on your hips. Making every descent mind-numbing, lustful groans escaping both your throats and enough to make your eyes roll to the back of your head.

This is a marathon, not a sprint so expect this to be drawn out until your muscles have dissolved into pure jelly.

Q - Quickie

He can take them or leave them.

If it’s a choice then he’d rather spend hours lost in the comfort and solace of your body, nothing quite takes the edge of his anxieties than making you blissfully happy.

Urgent mission? He needs to leave like ten minutes ago? Get ready for some steamy quick fucking.

Itachi makes it his personal mission to leave you adorned with his marks all over your throat and shoulders, just a reminder of who you belong to.

Losing himself in a bubble of pure lust that can only last minutes if he doesn’t want to be late.

“Be good, my beloved. I love you.”

R - Risk

Itachi Uchiha is not risk averse, in fact, he gets quite a kick out of seeing how far you’ll go with him.

Can he get you to bend to his lustful will in this crowded cafe?

His hand slips beneath the pretty tablecloth, resting gently on your knee. He feels you tense so he waits, Itachi is patient.

As soon as you relax he’ll be easing that hand up your thigh, tsking softly as you try to deny him entry. He can feel the heat radiating from you, he knows you are aching for him but you’re shy.

Not this time, but soon.

Itachi continues this game every time you visit this spot, and soon enough he is knuckles deep in your cunt as he tells you to be quiet.

“Aren’t you going to order, beloved? What would you like most?”

You almost say him, he says it’s flash through your eyes and he smirks - yeah, these are the risks he likes to take.

S - Stamina

When it comes to foreplay and building the tension, Itachi’s stamina is limitless. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, he can spend hours drinking your nectar. Making your lips puffy and swollen from his kisses, your clit far too sensitive.

If he is in the mood to put you under genjutsu, which is a rare treat, it’ll feel like he has spent hours with his hot wet mouth claiming your cunt. In reality it’s been five minutes, and you’ve much more to endure before he is willing to release you.

Itachi is good for a few rounds of sex before he is truly spent, and even once he knows he has no more to give, he is still so hard for you.

Before he pads away to grab a washcloth, he sinks into you for a final time, holding you still as he peppers your face with such sweet kisses.

T - Toys

Nope.

Hard pass from Itachi.

Why would he have something else bring you pleasure when he can do it himself?

His fingers are long and slender, perfect for reaching into your depths and coaxing the most delicious sounding moans from you. He’ll concentrate his chakra into the pads of his digits and stroke the energy straight into your g-spot.

A hand clamps on your thigh as you try to close them, your nails scrambling at his wrist but he refuses.

“C’mon my gorgeous girl, cum on my fingers. I can feel you clenching them, so needy.”

He can take care of your every need, no extras required.

U - Unfair

This really divides him.

On the one hand he loves you dearly. Itachi wants to lavish you with his time and attention, to make sure you truly know just how cherished you are.

But he really enjoys winding you up, it is like cat nip to an especially playful kitty.

He taps into his predator instincts, ready to pounce when you least suspect it.

Itachi will kindle your fires for what feels like an eternity before he give in, and sometimes he’ll even leave you to go to sleep entirely frustrated and furious with your lover.

The pretty yet smug smile that decorates his beautiful face is so infuriating. You’ll whimper, you’ll beg, make the cutest faces at him and he’ll still only kiss your forehead and wish you a good night.

He wants you raw, a tigress ready to bring down your prey and in the morning, he is more than happy to be your victim.

Is Itachi unfair? Yes.

Always? No, definitely not.

V - Volume

Itachi is not loud, not by any stretch of the imagination. He is softly spoken at the best of times, his tone low and laced with authority.

He’ll for sure groan as he sheathes himself in you for the first time, he’ll moan quietly against your sopping folds - the vibrations only heightening his actions - and he’ll hum appreciatively in his throat.

What he will do is narrates his actions, praise your heavenly body and make you feel like the most attractive girl in the whole damn world.

Itachi has an innate way of zoning in on the areas you hate the most, and loving them for what they are - they make you unique.

Stretch marks on your thighs? He is nuzzling them with his cheeks. Feel like your tummy is too soft? Itachi is lightly biting your velvet flesh. He is telling you how wonderful you are at all times whilst you lose your sanity to this man you love just as equally.

“I’m lucky to have found you, you saved my soul, my beloved.”

W - Wild Card

Has and will continue to fuck you in any onsen, at every opportunity he gets.

How mysterious that every other patron within the gently steaming waters all decide to leave or return to their rooms at the same time. It’s almost like some kind of spell has been cast. True enough, Itachi appears with glowing coals for eyes and the intent is clear.

He loves to play with you in the water, your pebbled nipples slick and delicious as they graze against his own chest.

Itachi will take you with your legs wrapped around his hips and then again with your upper half against the tiled edge. One hand on the small of your back as he arches you just right.

Don’t accept an invitation to the bathhouse from Itachi unless you are ready to get railed.

X - X-Ray

You’ve managed to find yourself sat atop your absolutely gorgeous man, Itachi’s head rests against the pillows with his raven hair fanning him like a dark halo.

His smile is cunning, knowing of your intent as you look down on him. His dark eyes shine with humour, sparking to scarlet when your nail grazes against his nipple. Itachi’s jaw is angular, with cheekbones many would kill for and you enjoy tracing it with your tongue. His lips are as soft as petals and simply perfect for kissing you soundly.

Itachi is lithe; strong but not in a bulky way. His strength is honed to perfection and it shows through the small muscles that define his stomach.

You could spend an age caressing his pale skin, committing every inch to memory. He is hairless right until you reach the happy zone, short black hair nestles around his cock.

Now this is an area you know intimately. He’ll groan as your dainty fingers grasp his base, he is thick but it’s length that really makes him stand out of the crowd - he is big in a “I’m gonna pound your cervix” way.

The shaft is fairly smooth except for the prominent vein that wraps around the underside to curve his left side.

“You like what you see?”

You nod fervently, and he crooks his finger until you are draped over his chest, shifting his hips and a hand curls around your ass to part you. Before you realise, he is spearing into you with a soft growl.

“Thought so.”

Y - Yearning

Itachi wants you, but he can be secretive.

Often he will make himself wait patiently, driving himself slowly insane by denying him your tantalising taste and feel.

It is almost as if he uses it as a form of training his mental defences, this man is practising torture on himself and there is no need.

He knows you’d be down for his loving as often as he wanted to give you it, but good things come to those who wait - words that Itachi lives by.

Why give in so readily when he can wait until you are both coiled springs ready to pop from the tension?

Z - Zzz

Itachi loves to sleep, sadly it doesn’t always love him in return.

He finds solace by wrapping a protective arm around your stomach, his hand resting over your heart and one leg draped over your waist.

To make up for the sleep that alludes him at night, he is more than willing to nap with you during the day.

“Come here,” he purrs, patting his lap.

You curl up like the cutest kitten and Itachi slowly sinks back until you are both cocooned on the bed and asleep in minutes.

#delirious writes #uchiha smut #itachi #itachi uchiha #itachi smut #ask game #itachi x reader #itachi fluff

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insistonyourcupofstars · 1 year

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Assign a Taylor Swift song to Boyd Crowder 🥰

Oh, justie, what have you done. It is impossible for me to do just ONE song for Boyd, so instead, I'll do one song from each album 💛

[Edit: 1989 and Lover I couldn't figure out, but I did the rest lol. annnnd we're just going to ignore the "one per album" rule because I couldn't contain myself]

Debut: "Cold As You"

I mean...

"You put up the walls and paint them all a shade of gray // And I stood there loving you, and wished them all away // And you come away with a great little story // Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you"

I'm just thinking about teen!Boyd and his growing feelings for Raylan, just for Raylan to leave Harlan and Boyd, when it all became too much. That and the frustration of being kept like a secret when Boyd kept him like an oath...

Fearless (Taylor's Version): "Change" and "You're Not Sorry"

Again, teen!Boyd is something that can be so personal.

"And it's a sad picture, the final blow hits you // Somebody else gets what you wanted again and // You know it's all the same, another time and place // Repeating history and you're getting sick of it // But I believe in whatever you do // And I'll do anything to see it through"(Change)

AND

"Looking so innocent // I might believe you if I didn't know // Could've loved you all my life // If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold"(You're Not Sorry)

Do you ever just think about how bitter and lonely Boyd must have been as a kid?? I always picture him as those lone wolf kind of kids, no one wanting to mess with Bo Crowder's enigmatic boy. But he finally finds a friend, builds a relationship, a friendship, a bond, and what does his friend do? He leaves. He does what Boyd can't, and Boyd resents him. AHHHHHH!!!!

Speak Now: "Haunted" and "Story of Us"

"Stood there and watched you walk away // From everything we had // But I still mean every word I said to you // [Sh]e will try to take away my pain // And [sh]e just might make me smile // But the whole time I'm wishing [sh]e was you instead" (Haunted)

Something something Boyd is moving on to Ava because she is an unsevered tie between him and Raylan...

"And you're doing your best to avoid me // I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us // How I was losing my mind when I saw you here // But you held your pride like you should have held me" (Story of Us)

1.01 BOYD!!!

Red (Taylor's Version): "Run"

It's giving Ava/Boyd feels...

"There's been this hole in my heart // This thing was a shot in the dark // Say you'll never let 'em tear us apart // And I'll hold onto you while we run (and we run, and we run, and we run) // Like you'd run from the law (and we run, and we run, and we run)"

1989: ----

sorry, I don't think 1989 fits with Boyd at all.

Reputation: "I Did Something Bad"

I, personally, like to think of "he" as Bo, especially considering how Boyd was with him in season one. Boyd would do anything to stick it to Bo, and that is exactly what this song is about.

"I never trust a narcissist // But they love me // So I play 'em like a violin // And I make it look oh so easy // 'Cause for every lie I tell them // They tell me three // This is how the world works // Now all he thinks about is me"

Lover: ----

idk.

Folklore: "exile," "seven," and "hoax"

1. do I say ava/boyd or raylan/boyd?? neither - it's a boyd&johnny song

"I think I've seen this film before // And I didn't like the ending // You're not my homeland anymore // So what am I defending now? // You were my town // Now I'm in exile, seein' you out" (exile)

2. Okay, so canon kind of confuses me on how long Raylan and Boyd have known each other, so this could go into headcanon territory, but imagining little Boyd trying to comfort little Raylan because they both have shit fathers, and they want to run away together to be pirates :(((

"And I've been meaning to tell you // I think your house is haunted // Your dad is always mad and that must be why //And I think you should come live with // Me and we can be pirates // Then you won't have to cry // Or hide in the closet // And just like a folk song // Our love will be passed on"(seven)

3. "hoax" reminds me of Boyd after Bo murders his group in season one, and I like to think of this as Boyd losing his faith in God.

"Stood on the cliffside // Screaming, "Give me a reason" // Your faithless love's the only hoax // I believe in // My only one // My kingdom come undone // My broken drum // You have beaten my heart" (hoax)

Evermore: "cowboy like me" -> this feels too obvious, is there an edit for this yet??

I mean, this is just Boyd and Raylan through the series.

"And the skeletons in both our closets // Plotted hard to fuck this up // And the old men that I've swindled // Really did believe I was the one // And the ladies lunching have their stories about // When you passed through town // But that was all before I locked it down"

Midnights (3am edition): "Midnight Rain"

It's about how Boyd is an ever-evolving chameleon, and Raylan refuses to change himself, sticking out like a sore-thumb

"My town was a wasteland // Full of cages, full of fences // Pageant queens and big pretenders // But for some, it was paradise // He stayed the same // All of me changed like midnight"

#justie I have to apologize #I tried very hard not to make this about boyd/raylan and I failed spectacularly #hopefully you still enjoy it lol #I love my southern gothic comedy #asks #dyinglikeastar #this post is so long.#ts #justified

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siennafrxst · 1 year

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↳ human again 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

chapter 2: escape

if you haven’t read chapter 1, click here.

also, @cjand10 asked to be tagged when part 2 is uploaded, so here you go! hope you enjoy it <33

Y/N knew that they only had roughly a minute left before the agents enter the room again. She had thought about this decision long and hard. She knew what she had to do.

Slowly breaking the hug, she gave him a small grin before asking him a question. “Hey, do you trust me?”

Bucky didn’t even need to think twice to answer that. After all she had done for him, he only had an endlessly foolish amount of faith in her. “Of course I do.”

“Then we’re leaving this place. Together.” She stood up and adjusted the settings of the mechanical chair.

“What?” he questioned out loud in complete shock.

“None of us wants to stay here. Nobody does. So we are going to escape together.” She quickly input the new commands into the computer, transferring its orders to the chair. “I changed the nature of the chair so that it only gives a small, temporary shock. Nothing more, nothing less. I still need you to act as though you’re pain as to not arouse any suspicion. When it’s around midnight, I’ll come over to pick you up. I managed to get the keys to one of HYDRA’s vehicles. Do you understand?”

She paused to turn towards Bucky, who was still a little surprised with her well formulated plan. After processing all this risky information, he quickly replies, “Y-Yeah, okay. I trust you.”

“Okay then. Let’s—“

“Time’s up. Prep the machine for the memory wipe.” Pierce entered the room with the rest of the HYDRA agents following him around like a bunch of minions.

“Already did, Sir,” Y/N responded.

Pierce nodded as she gave Bucky the gag to quiet down his screams.

She activated the machine, as everyone stood for a while to watch the muffled yet terrifying screams coming from the soldier. Little did they know, it was all part of their elaborate plan for tonight.

(time skip)

Once the clock striked midnight, Y/N headed for the elevators and descended down the floors, knowing that Bucky was waiting for her. Trying her best to stay calm, she hastily steps closer towards the room. Agents were still roaming around the halls, so she did not want to be caught on any suspicious behavior, otherwise she would never hear the end of it from Pierce.

Once she finally reached the room, she reached out a hand to open the door, when somebody had prevented her from opening the door any further.

“Doctor Y/L/N, what are you doing here this late?”

She froze, her heart dropping in panic. Shoot. She had to come up with yet another reasonable excuse. Sighing hesitantly, she turns around to spot Pierce, glaring at her with a cold gaze.

“I just had to pick up some papers I left.”

She subtly gulped in the awkward chuckle that almost escaped her lips. There was an intense pause before either of them spoke up.

“Alright. You may proceed.”

Y/N nodded promptly, waiting for him to leave her line of sight before entering the room.

As soon as she steps inside, she immediately closes the door behind her and rushes towards Bucky’s side.

“Hey, you okay?” he questions upon spotting her, standing up from the chair.

“Yeah, although I just passed by Pierce so we have to hurry.”

“Oh, believe me, that won’t be necessary.”

Bucky and Y/N immediately recognized that ominous voice.

They turned around to spot the man, a cold glare set on his face. “I knew there was something going on between you pesky little kids.”

Bucky stepped in front of Y/N, with an equally harsh expression plastered on his face.

“Who knew? That HYDRA’s ‘best’ assassin would team up with a trivial, insignificant nurse.”

“That’s doctor to you,” Y/N mumbled to herself.

“Excuse me?”

“I said that’s doctor to you, bitch,” she sternly repeated, her heart palpatating in secret. This wasn’t going to end well.

“Fascinating. The audacity you have even after betraying HYDRA. Unfortunately, we don’t tolerate that here. So, naturally, we’re going to have to eliminate you both.”

Pierce takes a defeaning step toward them as Bucky’s stance only tensed further. “You lay one finger on her and I won’t hesitate you kill you,” he grumbled slowly.

“Oh, I know. So we’ll kill you first.”

That was when a bunch of operatives entered the room, all with guns in their hands. How were they going to come out this alive?

“Stay behind, I’ll handle this.”

And those were the last words she heard from Bucky before gunshots were fired. Y/N scurried to hide behind the metal chair, taking cover.

(time skip again i can’t write action scenes bye)

“You have made a terrible decision.”

Y/N nervously backs up against the wall as Pierce slowly steps her way with a stern face.

“And now… you must pay the price.” He cocks his gun and points it directly towards her.

She breathes heavily, her heart pounding out of her chest. She felt as though she had been so blinded to save The Winter Soldier—James Barnes. But what was she blinded by? She gulped slowly, questioning every decision she had made to get to this point. It couldn’t end like this… could it?

“Don’t..”

Y/N turned to the weak yet desperate voice, connecting her eyes with Bucky’s light gray ones. She regretted everything she had done to lead them into this situation. All she ever wanted to do was help him, and now, she’d done the exact opposite.

“James-“

“Do not talk to him. You have already intervened quite enough.”

She slightly flinched as the operative only put the gun closer to her body. Out of panic, she searches all around the room with her eyes, when they trailed down to a nearby gun on the floor, currently in the possession of a presumably dead agent. She glares back up to Pierce, silently preparing herself for what she was about to do.

Hastily, she uses her legs to knock him over, making the agent trip and drop his gun. Y/N quickly grabs the nearby gun, stands up, and shoots Pierce in the chest, shakily inhaling in horror.

She turns back to Bucky, who had wide eyes and a mouth almost open in utter shock. In all fairness, she too was in shock of what she had just done. Placing the gun in her pocket, she immediately ran towards him, kneeling down to his level as he was sitting on the floor.

“Hey, are you alright? I’m really sorry for bringing you into this-“

“Y/N, it’s okay. You—you saved me, even when I had lost hope. At least I don’t have to experience another one of HYDRA’s tortures anymore.”

“For now. It isn’t over yet, I mean, what if they find you again and they do something worse this time?“

“Hey, I know all that. Don’t worry, I have faith in you, which I hadn’t had in a long time. Besides, you suggested this escape plan, didn’t you?”

She sighs exhaustedly, a small grin appearing on her face. “Yeah. Okay.”

“By the way, in all the years that I’ve known you, I have never seen you with a gun. That has got to be one of the most badass things I have ever witnessed in my life.”

Y/N chuckles softly at his playful smirk. “Other than HYDRA training, I also had military training. It was mandatory back in my country.”

“Huh. Never would’ve guessed.”

The two smiled, subtly yet relieved, as they realize that they finally have a chance at freedom. To have a second chance together.

gonna try posting part 3 if this gets 7 likes! (unlike last time, I already finished part 2 when I posted part 1, so all I needed to do was wait for the likes. but I haven’t finished part 3 yet so it may take longer for me to post. sorry in advance.)

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blue-cypress · 6 months

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Time to post about my fave vanilla romdram ahahah

Okay so like this season was really nice overall just like wonderfully made a produced it didn't feel rushed (except the random ass FOUR MONTH time skip at the end)

Mel's pregnancy arc came to a sad end that I didn't expect, but in hindsight I probably should have. There were some times where they would say things about the pregnancy and I would go 'the fuck I thought you were only telling your boss his wife and your sister about this, why are you telling this to these random extras we'll never see again??' Brie and Brady made me sad especially cause of the reason she broke up with him. Mike literally had the same secrets as him and she's still choosing to date him, which bugs the shit out of me. Also I still don't trust Mike, I get off vibes from him. Preacher is the man Bo Burnham was talking about in lower your expectations cause this man is everything. He's thoughtful strong attractive will hide a body for you can cook!! And he's dating a woman who lied about her relationship status and wanted to keep things casual even though she didn't say that at the beginning of their relationship. Also her ex is really possessive of her and she keeps telling Preacher "oh its fine, he's harmless" and then two seconds later the ex is like " she's always gonna choose her job over you, and guess what, I'm part of that job". Lizzie and Denny. God they're cute and all but he's in love with her and she loves him. Like they said that to each other with Lizzie specifically saying "love" rather than "in love". Also Dennys grandma was a biiiiiitch. Hated her. "I was doing it cause I loved you!" 'It' being lying about being in love with someone else cause I know you don't want a baby so I'm not gonna tell you I'm having a baby and never speak to you for 50 (30? I don't fucking know man) years. And then telling denny she wanted him to go back to college even though he wants to live the rest of his healthy life with someone he loves?? Bitch behavior. Going back to Mike quickly, whenever brie and Brady had a fight or argument, he would just swoop in and flirt with her, even though he knew she was dating brady, huge red flag to me. Him getting shot did nothing for me, it just gave Brady more trauma. And the fire, it got the BnB, lily's farm, Muriels house, but god forbid the bar burns down. Speaking of the fire, nick was a terrible mayor and jo Ellen shouldn't have told her husband about hopes fender bender. Hope may not be in tip top shape, but she was delegating better than nick could have dreamed. One thing i didnt really like, however, was Mel and Jack planning to buy the land of lily's farm and rebuilding said farm. Like I don't know why but it feels weird to me. I'm not even gonna touch on Cameron or Charmaine cause I am not ready to type out my rants on these two. All in all, amazing how in 5 months half of Virgin River burned down- paiges abusive husband held her hostage, died, got buried on the side of the road that's coming back to bite preacher in the ass- abusive husband's BROTHER came to Virgin river, held Paige hotage, got arrested- Jack got shot by the brother- brie came to town and had a miscarriage- Lilly (a forty ish year old woman) gave birth then died of breast cancer- Hope got into a car accident so bad she was missing for almost an entire season- Mel got pregnant and then also had a miscarriage- Tara's sister Ava came to town and revealed she had mentioned-once-disease-that-i-cant-rememeber-the-name-of AND that she is one of now two lesbians in the show- Charmaine got dumped, pregnant, engaged, was forced to give away her dog, had a high risk/high maintenance pregnacy, then BAM we barely ever saw her or heard about her pregnancy for the entire latest season also Calvin is her baby daddy?? You know what I'm just gonna stop- Jack's cabin was set on fire- hope and doc went from on the verge of divorce to happily married and probably some other things I missed.

Also the only gay people in this are Ava, Hannah (who I'm pretty sure didn't have a name until season 2), and two extras named Johnny and Adrian.

#virgin river #mel monroe #jack sheridan virgin river #idfk I just watch the show I don't blog about it how do I tag this #daniel brady #brie sheridan #hope mccrea #doc mullins #blue thinks things #long post #original posts

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sustainably-du-mortain · 10 months

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Is it okay to ask for 1, 5, and 14 for Jonah, Madeleine, and Côme? If that’s too much then whoever you’re feeling like answering for!

You can always ask for all of them, I'm always happy to ramble about the blorbos!! <33

1. What is the relationship like between your detective and Rebecca?

Jonah

Out of the three of them, he has the worst relationship with Rebecca. The degree of Rebecca's absenteeism isn't the same for each of my detectives and for Jonah I hc that she was almost never there. By the age of 7 he basically lived with nannies and Rebecca visited every few months for a couple of days before leaving again. He resents her a lot for that and honestly, he doesn't think he'll ever be able to forgive her because he barely considers her to be his mother at all. And he doesn't hesitate to let her know. Despite that, he's decent to her at work because he considers that UB doesn't have to witness their poor relationship.

Madeleine

Her relationship with Rebecca definitely isn't the best. Rebecca was often away, but, although she was almost always late, she always made it for big events like Maddie's 18th birthday, her taekwondo tournaments or her graduation, but she wasn't there for every other little things like parents/teachers meetings, or when she had the flu. She doesn't resent her, because now that she knows what she does for work she can understand in some ways, but she's still sad because all she wanted was a mother. So, she's not mean to her but she isn't really friendly towards her either. About fixing their relationship, she's willing to do it if she sees that Rebecca is really putting efforts into it and that this isn't just talk.

Côme

They have the best relationship with Rebecca. They were quite the independent kid and had a vague understanding of her job, so they didn't really question it as long as she was there for every big moment of their life. But to be fair, she was there for almost every of their birthdays, even if she sometimes showed up late most of the time and always kept in touch for other little things. But there was always that distance between them: Rebecca wasn't a very affectionate parent while Côme really needed that. But their relationship recently started deteriorating when they understood how much secrets Rebecca kept from them about their own self, but also about Rook. So their relationship is really awkward at the moment.

5. Do they trust Rebecca with information about their life, or would they rather keep the information limited?

Jonah

Gosh no, Jonah absolutely doesn't trust her with info about him, even the tiniest detail. He cut ties with her when he left the house at 16 and when she showed up at the station, it was his first time seeing her again, in years. She has no idea what degree he got in uni, she didn't know he had a dog until someone from UB mentioned Bo, she didn't know about Bobby until b2, she still doesn't know anything about his past with him and will never know about it. If it wasn't for work he would have never contacted her again, so yeah, she's on a needs-to-know basis with him.

Madeleine

Yes and no. If Rebecca asks anything about her life she will talk about it, but she doesn't do it spontaneously. Also she never told Rebecca about her IBD and begged Elidor not to tell her. She doesn't know yet if she wants Rebecca to know about it, so she's keeping it secret for now, even though all of UB knows.

Côme

Despite the fact that they have the best relationship, they aren't really privy with each other. Rebecca knows about what's going on Côme's life because they keep in touch while she's away, but not regularly enough to know their kid properly and the info she has on Côme is often outdated. Yet Côme doesn't keep anything from her; she'd find out eventually, so they're always open about anything, at least if she asks. If she doesn't, Côme doesn't say anything.

14. Does your detective harbour any jealousy or resentment towards Unit Bravo for knowing Rebecca more than the detective or for being around her longer?

Jonah

He doesn't. It was Rebecca's job to be a parent and be there for him, not UB's so he doesn't blame them for that. They didn't know he existed so really there isn't anything to blame them for. And as for jealousy, he doesn't care enough about Rebecca to actually feel any of it.

Madeleine

She does feel a little jealousy towards UB for knowing Rebecca more than she does. She was longing for a better relationship with Rebecca for so long and seeing that UB got that before her really hurt her. Yet, she doesn't let it show, so it doesn't affect her relationship with UB.

Côme

They do feel jealousy towards UB. Even though their relationship with Rebecca is fairly decent, they were never really close and Côme envies that closeness they have with her, especially with Nat and especially after they discover how much secrets Rebecca has been keeping from them. How come UB gets to know and not their own kid? This definitely led to a little bit of conflict with Nat at the beginning.

Wayhaven asks | Rebecca edition

#oc ask: jonah rafferty #oc ask: madeleine kingston #oc ask: côme hawthorne #twc detective #twc rebecca #taylor🧡#ask game #ali's headcanons

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shadowsong26x · 1 year

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AO3 First Lines Tag Game

I was tagged by @darkpuck!

Rules: Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

1. See You Soon (Star Wars)

It had been months since the three of them had been in the same place at the same time.

Technically, they still weren’t--Padme was home on Naboo for meetings with the Queen and other local politicians; Obi-Wan was in his quarters on the Dauntless; and Anakin was planetside somewhere rainy, based on the way his hair was plastered to his head and the faint not-quite-static background noise.

Still, it was something like being together, even if they couldn’t touch. The chance to see one another’s faces, hear each other’s voices--that mattered. And, for the first time in three weeks, everything had lined up so they could have a call.

2. A Question of Trust (Battlestar Galactica)

Gaius hesitated for a moment before shutting the lockbox and returning it to its hiding place under the floor.

I could leave it out, he thought. I could let her see.

Which felt faintly ridiculous to contemplate; but, then again, he was contemplating…quite a few things he’d never really thought he would, lately. And this…

He rested his fingers against his skin, familiar and smooth, still slightly damp from slipping out to the lake under cover of darkness.

3. Stay (Star Wars)

What was left of the Malevolence was no longer capable of shooting at them, even if there was still one hell of a debris field to navigate through, and some of the tension in the cockpit eased.

Some of it.

There was something about the way the three of them had moved together, had fallen into sync together; both while they were fleeing through the ship and after they’d made their escape.

It was…

Padme didn’t have a word for it, other than it felt right.

4. Snowglobe (Battlestar Galactica)

She woke up first, and quietly extracted herself from the pile of blankets next to the fireplace--the fire had gone out hours ago, probably; the ashes were cold and grey.

Gaius was still asleep, a few strands of his hair--it had grown out some in the months since she’d first approached him--falling across his face, tracing softer paths than the shadows of the firelight the night before, when they’d finally found themselves here.

5. The Secret Agent Job (Leverage/Nikita Crossover)

The last job had wrapped up, without any unexpected complications other than bringing them back to the bar an hour after closing. Which wasn’t a problem; ever since they’d helped Cora straighten things out at her father’s wake, they had keys and were trusted to be in and out of the bar without causing any trouble.

Still, it was late enough that even Parker decided to just crash here for the night rather than making her way back to wherever the hell her current apartment was. She had passed out in one of the booths; Nate and Sophie had gone upstairs; Hardison was wrapping up a few things in Lucille while Eliot cleaned up after they’d had a victory drink.

6. Incinctus (Castlevania TV Series)

“That the last of them?” Trevor asked.

“Hm,” Alucard said, eyes flicking around the clearing. “I believe everything I saw in the mirror is accounted for, yes. I’ll take another look when we get back to the castle.”

7. Under This Flooded Sky (Star Wars)

There was a quiet, unfamiliar tension on the Resolute when Ahsoka stepped off of Bo-Katan’s shuttle. Master Obi-Wan was waiting for her at the base of the ramp, hands folded into his sleeves. He looked…tired. Older.

Like he’d aged more than a decade in the months since she’d seen him last.

She’d had a bad feeling about this ever since she’d connected with Yularen, and then spoken briefly with Obi-Wan to set the meeting, and that feeling surged up in the back of her head now, stronger than it had been before.

Something is wrong.

8. Protectors (Star Wars)

There were moments when it felt as if the Force itself was holding its breath, waiting for the change that was bound to come.

Sidious had experienced several such moments before, learned to sense when they were building--and, of course, learned to exploit them. But he didn’t think it would take his skill to do so now, simply access to the right knowledge.

Project Stardust was all but complete.

He was prepared, at long last, to formally dissolve the Senate, which had remained in place as a polite fiction of limits to his power for nineteen years.

A fool in possession of those two facts would be aware that this was a turning point in history.

9. Of Other Suns (Star Wars/Avatar: the Last Airbender Crossover)

“So, I’ve got good news and bad news,” Ahsoka said, rejoining Padme in the cockpit.

“Yeah?” Padme asked, looking up from her seventeenth try at getting the comms to work.

10. Preludes (Star Wars)

Faint footsteps, almost-but-not-quite masked by the soft swish of a robe against the floor; Mara focuses in on that sound, that anchor in the face of this overwhelming presence in the Force, like a gravity well, attracting everything in range.

The footsteps stop.

“You know why you are here.”

Tagging...anyone else who wants to play!!

#meme #shadowsong writes star wars #shadowsong writes bsg #shadowsong writes crossovers #shadowsong writes castlevania

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meriooli · 2 years

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Private Waters - Chapter #9 - Why should I?

Got me upset, now I'm getting loud Better watch me burn this whole place down

Transcript under the cut:

On the walk back to the car, Thomas was walking as fast as he could to get away

(I'm a buzzkill, I'm a broken one I'm a victim of the things you've done I'm a phantom, forever I was)

“Thomas?” Ana asked as Thomas was walking extremely fast.

“[Silence]”

(I don't talk about it Unless I make a joke about it That's just what you want? Huh?)

“Thomas, please slow down I can't keep up.” Ana said as she fell behind.

“I don’t care. I’m going home.” He said angrily.

“But…?” Ana said.

“[Yells] Ana just shut up, I can’t right now. Just go away!” He said and turned around.

“[Silence] No need to yell at me… I-” Ana said angrily.

“I said, shut up, didn’t I?” Thomas raised his voice yet again.

(Walking on the ceiling Getting used to never feeling You still having fun, huh? I don't trust no one)

“Someone’s had the gold spoon pulled out their ass huh?” Ana said coldly.

“JUST SHUT UP ANA IS IT THAT FUCKING DIFFICULT?” Thomas screamed.

Suddenly…

“[Cries] Ana please just, go…” Thomas said as he had difficulty breathing.

“Thomas? Are you okay?”

“[Hyperventialting] Do I look okay?” He said with tears down his face.

“I- Thomas, I need you to breathe you’re gonna faint…”

“[Cries] I- [Stops] I don’t feel so well” He said.

(I won't keep your secrets now You can't keep my volume down)

Thomas fell to the ground, and it was like something snapped in him.

“[Shaking] [Hyperventialting] Ana I- don’t yell at me, please. I promise I- I’ll be better, I pr-promise.” He said and looked up at her with desperate eyes.

“I’m gonna call someone, this is not good for you, this can’t go on you’re gonna pass out.”

“[Cries loudly] No, no, don’t they’re gonna tell mother, and- and father, they-” He whimpered.

“Who, who do I call, Thomas give me your phone, and give me a name.” Ana said stressed.

“Call, Bos-Boston. His-his name is [sniffs] Boss in my phone.” Thomas said and passed out.

(I'm a buzzkill, gonna kill your high 'Cause I'm pissed off, I think you'd know why And you're scared now, 'cause receipts don't lie)

“Thomas [Gulps] Fuck.” She said sadly.

“Boston? [Breaks down] I’m with Thomas, he’s passed out on the street. I don’t know what to do.” Ana said fast.

#private waters #ts4 #ts4 story #simblr #ask to tag pls<3 #if needed ofc #thomas musk #ana combs #i have no words for this chapter other than i hope you dont hate thomas now #hes not with himself rn #<3

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once-was-muses · 2 years

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It’s no secret that Jonathan has had a horrific history of relationships, starting at 16 with one Sherry Squires- if it could have even be called a relationship. He’d had a crush on her ever since his first class with her at Gotham Central High, though he never had the courage to say or do anything about it. Yet one day, in the first semester of Jonathan’s last year before an early graduation, Sherry surprised him in the hall with a real kiss- on the lips, in front of her friends, his regular bullies, everyone. She then easily convinced him to come to the Halloween party she was throwing that weekend, at which she lured him into the basement with the promise of another kiss- Only for Bo Griggs, her actual boyfriend and one of Jonathan’s most frequent tormentors, to burst from behind a corner dressed in full Headless Horseman garb. Bo chased him up the stairs, through the house, and outside, making sure to gather as many spectators as possible before throwing the costume’s pumpkin head at Jonathan, knocking him down and shattering his glasses. As he’d been picked up by Sherry and her friends, Jonathan had no choice but to wander home in the dark, half blind and aching more than just physically. Only a year later, Sherry, Bo, and a friend that was in on the cruel prank were in a freak car crash that killed both boys and permanently paralyzed Sherry. Jonathan, despite what was done to him and the consequential uptick in abuse he received from his classmates, was horrified when he received the news.

Then was Elizabeth Mathilde Revens (Mattie), a woman he met- of all places- at his former Psychology professor and predecessor for the job’s funeral. Or rather outside the funeral, both needing to get out for a smoke break, Mattie approaching him and the two beginning to talk. Before long, they agreed to meet each other again at a coffee shop the next weekend, and began dating shortly after. This relationship only lasted that summer, Mattie growing fed up with Jonathan’s spinelessness and inability to communicate, the two splitting before the next schoolyear could begin and Jonathan started his job as the new Psychology professor while finishing up the last year of his doctorate. (However, unbeknownst to Jonathan, this relationship also resulted in a baby boy.)

Next was Ursula Latimer, a co-worker and recurrent one night stand during Jonathan’s first few months of Arkham employment. They certainly weren’t an item, but there was a mutual attraction (and perhaps even affection, though neither would admit to it.) They spent many nights in each other’s company, neither looking for any commitment but also not wanting to be alone. Thus there was no real break up, but they didn’t talk to each other again after Jonathan began to take his job seriously. (This relationship also resulted in a child, a girl this time, without Jonathan knowing.)

Then, after he became a costumed criminal, was the infamous Becky Albright- though their time together was short, beginning during one of Jonathan’s worst and longest Scarecrow “episodes”, it was nevertheless awful for both of them. Once Scarecrow had terrorized her enough to give in and join him, he relinquished control to Jonathan again, leaving him to handle this emotionally and mentally broken woman that he- more or less- had been torturing. Once she truly believed Jonathan wasn’t going to hurt her anymore, she waisted no time in turning the tables, beginning to hit and torment and otherwise abuse Jonathan almost constantly. Until he managed to escape from her.

He made the mistake of trusting Linda Friitawa next, wooed by her shared loathing for Penguin and willingness to stick up for him. For the sake of keeping her lab rat well enough to continue testing, as it turned out. He has no doubts about this one having been purely manipulative.

Then, after Jonathan had come to terms with his sexuality, he realized he’d fallen for Edward Nygma. Despite his annoying arrogance and patronizing way of speaking, Jonathan found himself more and more enamoured with the genius, the two ultimately coming together on a shared night in Arkham. Though it was the most positive relationship Jonathan’d had thus far, it was equally negative, later outweighing the good. Though Jonathan learned more about (relatively) healthy relationships and discovered that, deep down, he does want to be loved romantically, the two rogues also often fought, Edward slapping or otherwise hitting Jonathan when things got especially heated. Even still, they lasted more than a year- albeit with small breaks here and there- before Jonathan finally got up the drunken nerve to leave for good.

One drunk night in a Metropolis bar and the meta’s power of suggestion led to a short but fiery fling with Angela Green. Even after his job was complete in Metropolis, he continued to return to the shining city periodically to visit her for half a year until she suddenly vanished. It was only then that Jonathan began to realize he’d been manipulated into the on and off relationship, but has started to doubt it was exclusively manipulative over the years. (Again, this resulted in a baby girl who Jonathan doesn’t know about.)

#Offered Insight : headcanons #Miasma of Fear : Scarecrow #abusive relationship tw #car crash tw #pregnancy tw #Such is Predestined : queue tag

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who-is-muses · 1 month

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Then was Elizabeth Mathilde Revens (Mattie), a woman he met- of all places- at his former Psychology professor and predecessor for the job’s funeral. Or rather outside the funeral, both needing to get out for a smoke break, Mattie approaching him and the two beginning to talk. Before long, they agreed to meet each other again at a coffee shop the next weekend, and began dating shortly after. This relationship only lasted that summer, Mattie growing fed up with Jonathan��s spinelessness and inability to communicate, the two splitting before the next schoolyear could begin and Jonathan started his job as the new Psychology professor while finishing up the last year of his doctorate. (However, unbeknownst to Jonathan, this relationship also resulted in a baby boy.)

#Offered Insight : headcanons #Miasma of Fear : Scarecrow #abusive relationship tw #car crash tw #pregnancy tw

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