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Fragile Part 6
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(This chapter got too long- I had to cut it short,,,, :]]] Enjoy!)
Generation: Bayverse TMNT
Tmnt x Reader Fanfic
Pronouns: Gender Neutral (except ‘dudette’, 'miss', and ‘princess’)
Warnings: injury, blood, electrocution, graphic depictions of torture, not proof read
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5
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Today you were spending time with Donnie while he worked in front of his monitors. You liked it there much better than in his lab. He had a map of the city up with little marks indicating spots where the Foot had been spotted. But that wasn’t what he was working on right now.
No, you and Donnie were doing much more important things at the moment.
Like playing the new update in Stardew Valley.
“Fishing mods are cheating.”
You gawked at him in mock offense. “But you can’t pause in a multiplayer farm, there’s no time to play the fishing mini game!!”
“That’s why it’s more of a challenge!” He stuck his tongue out while he clicked his mouse rapidly to fight off a slime in the mines.
You pouted, adjusting the laptop in your lap. “I don’t need my cozy farming sim to be challenging…”
Donnie did not miss the cute grin that graced your face after, his heart fluttering in his chest.
These past few days you found yourself smiling more and more easily. Whether it was Mikey getting covered in flour while you baked cookies together, or Raph teaching you how to purl stitch, or Leo showing you how to wield a sword. You were enjoying spending more personal time with the turtles as you got to know them better.
Your toes curled where you were perched in the chair beside Donnie, glancing up at the map again. Your eyes always drawn to the blinking red dot marking the location of the lab you escaped only weeks before. The police had raided it and found it empty, which only increased your unease as to where Dr Stockman might be hiding. It already felt like a lifetime ago, that night when the turtles first found you.
You owed them your life.
“Hey (y/n), you almost ready for afternoon training?” Leo came over, snapping you out of your thoughts. Leo leaned against the back on Donnie’s chair, earning a dismissive swat from his younger brother.
“We’ll stop after we finish up this day, Leo.” Donnie said not even taking his eyes off the screen. You giggled and got back to fishing on the beach.
You were two hours into your training session with Leo.
“Okay, good. Now when you kick, focus on your balance. Stay firmly planted and your leg should have more power.” Leo coached you.
Master Splinter was supervising while sipping his tea. It had barely been 5 days since your mutant abilities had manifested. But you were already making astounding progress in unlocking its potential. Leonardo had played a big part in the process, being the one who had helped you work through your fears of using your mutant reflexes, so the abilities came more easily to you when training. He trained with you every day, while Master Splinter provided guidance. Everyone was doing their best to support you through all the changes.
Casey suddenly jogged in through the entrance of the lair.
“Guys! Just got word, the Foot are planning to rob a warehouse full of high tech weapons tonight. We gotta go intercept it.” He said waving around his cellphone.
“What? Where? Their communication frequency has been quiet since they moved those chemicals to the old Sacks building!” Donnie spun around in his chair to face Casey, you and Leo walking into the living room with Raph and Mikey close behind.
“Queens. Our contact in the Foot Clan leaked the info to us just half an hour ago.”
“Huh, that’s strange. That’s all the way on the other side of town. Aside from Sacks Tower, they’ve only really been active around the East Village and ChinaTown this past week. Maybe they changed their frequency again to throw us off track.” Donnie was quickly typing up info on his keyboard.
“Well, regardless, we better go check it out.” Leo sighed. He wanted to keep training with you, but it would have to wait.
“Heck yeah! I’m bringin’ the steak-out snacks. Who wants Doritos?” Mikey grabbed his ratty old Jansport backpack and started shoving cans of Orange Crush into it.
“(Y/n), you stay here and keep an eye on Donnie’s computer. The Foot might try to communicate about their raid tonight. Donnie’s program will intercept it. April will be here in about an hour, so just tell her if anything suspicious comes up.” Leo asked you.
“Right!” You said standing to attention and giving a military salute with a silly little grin on your face.
It made Leo’s heart melt in his chest and his expression turned soft.
“Just, stay safe, okay?” He patted you on the head then headed for the exit.
As the rest of the boys filed out of the lair, they each stopped by you. Mikey getting a high five, you quickly cleaned Donnie’s glasses for him, and Raph, always last, ducked down for a quick hug when his brothers weren’t looking. Casey rushed ahead of them.
Master Splinter waved goodbye to his sons next to you. Once the boys had left, he informed you he was going to go meditate, and to come find him if you needed anything.
About 45 minutes later, you were casually watching YouTube videos on Donnie’s computer when a flashing red light appeared on the screen. It was indicating that Donnie’s program was intercepting a message from the Foot’s closed communication server. A message popped up on the screen, and you gasped.
“We have captured the turtles. Continue with the plan.”
Then a video feed loaded up on the main screen.
Your blood ran cold.
It looked like the feed from a security camera, depicting Leo, Mikey, and Donnie all locked in glass cages, restrained with thin tubes of red connected to their arms. They looked weak, they looked bad.
“What….? No… No, not this… please no…!”
Where was Raphael? He was nowhere to be seen. How did they get captured so fast…? They had barely been gone an hour!
Your mind was racing. You recognized those machines. Dr Stockman used them to take blood samples from Bebop and Rocksteady. If that was the case, there was no time to lose.
You made up your mind.
You snuck past the dojo and muttered a quick apology to Master Splinter. You knew Master Splinter wouldn’t let you go, so you kept quiet. Then you grabbed the handheld GPS device Donnie left on his work table. You entered the location on the map where the message was sent from.
The old Sacks Tower.
Time to move.
April arrived at the lair much later than expected. She and Casey had just finished speaking to the commissioner about police activities being leaked to the Foot. When they entered the living room, they were confused to only see Master Splinter waiting for them. The old rat was pacing and anxiously stroking his beard.
“Splinter? Where’s (y/n)?” April asked, confused.
Splinter shook his head.
“You don’t know where they are?” April became concerned, walking further into the lair.
“It appears, that our greatest fears have been realized.” His expression deeply troubled. Before April could ask, she noticed what Splinter was looking at.
Playing in a loop on Donatello’s monitor was old CCTV footage from when the turtles had been captured 10 years ago by Shredder and Mr Sacks. April breathed a sigh of relief, immediately recognizing the scene.
“Splinter, the turtles are safe. I spoke to Leo on the phone only 10 minutes ago. They’re staking out a warehouse in Queens. This is old footage.”
Splinter’s eyes widened and looked back to the screen. His expression turned contemplative.
“If that is so, then perhaps Miss (y/n) has made the same mistake.” He spoke gravely.
April had a look of shock. She quickly pulled out her phone and speed dialed Leo’s number.
Leo thankfully answered quickly. “Hey April, anything new?”
“Leo, is (y/n) with you?”
Leo paused a long moment and sent a look over to his brothers, getting their attention. “No…. Aren’t they at the lair?” All of his brother's eyes were suddenly on him. Leo turned the phone on speaker.
“No!! They’re gone. And there’s a video playing on Donnie’s computer. It’s a recording of you Mikey and Donnie locked up at Sacks’ estate from over 10 years ago… I think this is what (y/n) saw before they left.”
“They left?” Leo felt his heart drop into his stomach. “To go where, Sacks’ estate?” His brothers immediately started packing up their stakeout equipment to leave.
“No I don’t think so, the sender’s location was tracked, it’s still on the screen. It says it was sent from Sack Tower in Times Square.”
Donnie came over and joined in the call, typing furiously at the keyboard on his wrist. “Sacks Tower. That’s where they were spotted smuggling those stolen chemicals into the other day…! From my notifications, it appears that the message was sent through an older Foot Clan communication frequency approximately 43 minutes ago.”
“Donnie, how long will it take (y/n) to get to Sacks Tower.”
“From my calculations, if (y/n) left the lair heading to the Sacks building about 40 minutes ago, going by subway, they should arrive in about uhhh, approximately 8 minutes.”
“And how long will it take us to get there.” Raph asked.
“From where we are now, if we manage to hitch a ride on the next nonstop train to Times Square…… about 1 and a half hours.”
“Shit!”
Raph cursed loudly and turned away frustrated, and Mikey put his hands on his head. Donnie was typing away at the keypad on his arm, trying to find any kind of faster route and muttering about how stupid he was for not making you a shellcell.
“We don’t have a minute to waste. Let’s move out.”
That’s all they needed to hear. Everyone sprung into action and booked it for the closest subway station manhole cover.
“April, we are headed to Sacks Tower as fast as we can. And get ahold of the police commissioner again. Whoever gave us the information to come to this warehouse tonight was intentionally planted with misinformation. There was no sign of the Foot at the warehouse. …..It was most likely a diversion.”
“Right. I’ll get back to you soon.”
Leo hung up the phone and jumped off the apartment building and dove down towards the street’s manhole cover.
Leo grit his teeth.
“Hold on (y/n).”
The halls of the building were eerily empty. This place made your skin crawl. The laboratory felt all too similar to the one you had been trapped in before. But this one had clearly been abandoned for a long time. Broken glass, graffiti, turned over chairs, scattered paper. But strangely the power was still on. You didn’t dare try to use the elevator in fear of giving away your position. But you were confused as to why you had yet to see any guards. This is where the message was sent from, the turtles had to be here, right?
You climbed the steps to another floor, but paused as you creaked open the door exiting the stairwell. This floor felt like a world apart from the previous ones. It was clean.
And the lights were on.
You kept low, and hyper vigilant. Steadying your breathing like Leo had taught you, you crept into the sterile white hallway. There were glass windows along the hall looking into different labs. One held chemistry equipment, another held big bulky medical equipment that clicked and beeped. Finally, the last room at the end of the hall, a room with no windows. You had a sinking feeling in your gut, but still you crept towards the door. Slowly and quietly you pulled open the heavy door, and revealed a large lit room with a high ceiling, and there you saw it.
“Guys….!”
There along the back wall were 4 glass boxes with 3 of the turtles strung up and being drained of blood. You had found them! Seeing no one else in the room, you rushed in.
“I’m going to get you out of here, just you wait!” You went to the first machine in front of Donnie and reached out to touch the screen-
Your hand passed right through.
“What…?” You tried to touch it again but there was nothing there.
The hologram distorted, and then the turtles disappeared. You gasped.
It was a trap.
You turned around to book it towards the exit, but the door was opening again. Bebop and Rocksteady squeezed through the small door one at a time, and blocked your exit. Then over an intercom you heard the familiar laugh that sent a shiver down your spine.
Stockman chuckled darkly. “Just how I planned it! Like catching a fly with honey. So predictable!”
You backed up slowly as Bebop and Rocksteady approached you.
“Did you miss us, little kitty?” Rocksteady sneered.
The intercom buzzed as Stockman spoke again. “Bebop, Rocksteady, keep them occupied until I arrive. I will be there momentarily. And let’s not have a repeat of last time, please!” There was a clicking sound and the intercom went quiet.
Bebop chuckled. “Hell yeah! It’s been so long since we last played! Let’s make the most of it.”
“That’s right! And we gotta pay you back for all the trouble you caused us! We missed you so much after you left. You wanna go first Beebs?”
“My man!” Bebop smiled at Rocksteady and clasped his hand, they both laughed.
You tried your best to steady your breathing like Leo taught you. Your hands were trembling. But you needed a way out. Bebop and Rocksteady were not fast, if you timed it right, maybe you can get past them to the door.
Bebop approached you. You stayed still and waited. Then when he got close enough, you ran right towards him, surprising Bebop. He reached out to grab you but you slid right between his legs, then jumped up behind him and tried to run past Rocksteady before he could react. He was still too close to you and managed to grab you from behind, but you were ready for him. Just like in training, you reached up and grabbed him around his neck, and taking a deep breath, you threw all your strength forward and down and managed to flip Rocksteady onto his back- stunning him. You quickly jumped over him and ran for the door, slamming into it fast and wretched the handle to pull it open.
Locked. (Warning for graphic depictions of torture ahead.)
“No…!” You felt a bruising grip close around your arm, and you were torn away from the door. “NO!!” You cried out as you were thrown hard onto the floor between the two oversized mutants.
“See? Now that’s your problem. You gotta go makin’ our job harder than it needs to be!” Bebop complained.
Rocksteady was picking himself back up, rubbing the back of his head tenderly. “Don’t let them get to ya Beebs, we’ll sort them out quick before Stockman gets here.” Bebop then reached into his pocket and pulled out an all too familiar black taser.
Rocksteady took the taser and chuckled. “Little kitty needs a check-up!”
You tried to get up and run, but Rocksteady stomped down hard on your left arm. There was a sickening snap and you screamed, writhing in pain. You were pinned.
“Tsk, tsk. You know what happens when kitty gets naughty!” The taser was flicked on, all you could do was close your eyes before a strong surge of electricity was shot into your ribcage and throughout your body. You convulsed as the shocks seized you, your shoulder getting dislocated from the spasms, then collapsed back on the floor.
“Just like good ol’ times!” Rocksteady passed the taser to Bebop.
Rocksteady laughed and removed his foot from your arm, then Bebop tased you in the ribs again. You yelped and rolled onto your stomach, tucking your very broken arm underneath you and tried to crawl away.
“Hey, where ya goin? We’re just getting STARTED!” Rocksteady punctuated his sentence by kicking you in the stomach hard enough to throw you across the room. You hit the ground and your body rolled another few feet until you stopped on your side and curled in on yourself, the air knocked out of your lungs.
Bebop took his time strolling over to you, and grabbed you by the hair to lift you up. You coughed and gasped for air, grabbing at his hand and tried to pry his fingers off of his grip.
“Think you can just up and leave whenever you want, do ya?” He growled in your ear, then dropped you down haphazardly to the floor. You were on your knees, buckled forward and holding your left shoulder, when suddenly Bebop’s foot stomped down on your right ankle and you heard a loud crunch.
You shrieked.
Exhausted and riddled with unbearable pain, you crippled to the floor. It took everything you had just to pull breath.
“Alright, I’m back! How is our lovely patient doing?” Came the cheerful sing-song voice of Dr Stockman entering the room through the locked door, Karai tailing behind him.
“Hey boss! Uhhh, we were just warming them up for ya! See? They can’t run away no more.” Bebop nudged your side with his foot, knocking you onto your side so Stockman could see the pain riddled on your face. You were barely conscious by this point.
“Excellent! Bring them to me.” Stockman ordered.
Bebop picked you up by your good arm and carried you over to where Dr Stockman was walking to in the back of the room. Karai stepped in Bebop’s way for a moment, taking in your beaten appearance, and back-handed your face hard for good measure, leaving a shiny bruise and angry red gash across your cheek. That woke you up a bit.
Just enough to retaliate.
You took a deep breath and tore your arm out of Bebop’s grasp and punched Karai in the stomach, hard enough to throw her into a large display screen next to where Stockman was standing. Stockman squawked in surprise. She rolled onto the floor, and pushed herself up onto her side. Spitting a bit of blood onto the ground and wiping away at her lip.
You tried to stand on your good leg but you were too weak and collapsed back to the floor. Bebop and Rocksteady grabbed you by each of your arms and brought you in front of Stockman.
He was looking at you in awe, and reached out tentatively to swipe at the blood on your cheek. He rushed over to his desk, jumping a bit in excitement. He put a drop of your blood onto a slide, and observed it under his microscope.
“Ha…! HA HA…! YES!!” Stockman shouted in excitement and did a little dance. Bebop and Rocksteady exchanged a confused look and Karai stood up and walked over to Stockman, eyeing you angrily and rolling her shoulder.
“What does this mean?” She questioned him.
“It means that the mutation was a SUCCESS!!! Those stupid turtles must have triggered it somehow. And now we can finally proceed with the plan!!!” He grabbed something off his desk and skipped over to the stairs leading up to the circular titanium base in the middle of the room. “Bring them here!!” He called over, waving his hand to Bebop and Rocksteady.
They dragged you over to Stockman, and were deposited on the round podium that sat under a large glass tube. Stockman started to pull down long rubber tubes from above, and attached large thick needles to the ends. You tried once again to crawl away with your good arm, as Bebop and Rocksteady retreated.
But Stockman approached you from behind. In a quick jab, he stabbed the two needled tubes deep into your back. You grunted and groaned in pain, but could do nothing, collapsing on the podium. Beaten, bruised, and bleeding.
When Dr Stockman was finished, he descended the stairs and rushed over to his computer, giggling excitedly he typed in a command and the glass tube descended over you until it clicked into place at the sturdy titanium base. Locking you inside.
“They’ll be placed in suspended animation. Once the tank is completely filled with the preservation fluid, they’ll become nothing more than a convenient blood bag, supplying an endless supply of mutagen for our mutant army.” Stockman rubbed his hands together evilly.
“And what about the turtles?” Karai asked.
“It is already too late for them to stop us. Even if they manage to get through your guards, they will be unable to free them from this tank. Once I start the filtration process, I will delete the programmed command to empty or release the containment cylinder. They won’t be able to free them without my help!” Stockman typed away quickly at his computer.
One of the tubes connected to your back began to pull blood from your body, leading up through a small opening in the top of the cylinder then down into a canister at the base. Then from the second tube, a white milky substance full of liquid nutrients began to filter through and down into your body. It did nothing to numb the pain you felt as you laid there in a state of half consciousness.
Suddenly, the loud banging of gunshots could be heard somewhere outside the door.
“We’re not ready yet! Hold them back!” Stockman ordered Bebop and Rocksteady, who positioned themselves between Stockman and the door.
The door suddenly blew wide open, and the four turtles rushed into the room, angry and weapons at the ready.
“Where’s (y/n).”
Part 7
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Day 5. Clothed Sex - Loki
Kinktober Day 5. Clothed Sex - Loki x f!reader
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, maid/master sex, size difference, wall sex, public sex, magic, clothed sex, creampie no use of y/n
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Your arms struggled to hold the large pile of freshly washed linen as you hurried down the dimly lit corridor, trying your best not to crease having just spent the last hour removing any that were there before.
Turning a corner down an even longer corridor, an impossibly cold hand covered your mouth, gently shoving your face first into the adjacent wall.
“Careful Darling, someone might catch us” it was an immediate response to hearing his voice as your body and mind relaxed as Prince Loki stood before you.
“Prince?” you tried to turn towards him, wishing to look at him and wondering why you were being pushed against the wall where anyone could see you but his taller frame trapped you against the stone.
“Shh, please at least try to keep your voice down” he muttered hardly audible as his lips began trailing tender kisses up the column of your neck causing a shiver to ripple through your body.
Closing your eyes, you basked in the sensations he was causing. You and Loki had been secretly fucking for months now, having been assigned to be the maid in his section of the palace, the Prince had been quick to use his silver tongue and now you seemed to spend more time bent over a desk than cleaning.
However, these encounters usually were reserved to his private rooms, not in the middle of a random corridor. Trying again to turn your head slightly, you managed to keep your voice low, “Prince, we can’t do this here”.
“Hmm.. why not? No one will see either of us, I will make sure of that”. You knew he was referring to his magic and you’d seen him training more than ever with his mother but you were still unsure. Your throat felt tight as you swallowed down your fears and concentrated on the way your body was reacting, it was almost automatic for your body to prepare itself for him, in between your legs becoming wet.
Loki chuckled darkly at your actions moving his hand to your throat showing his dominance. You tried to grab his hand but in doing so, nearly dropped the linens in your hand, causing the two of you to jolt to catch them before they landed on the floor.
“Why don’t you concentrate on holding those, and I’ll do the rest” Loki suggested leaving you to babble wanting to say something back but instead giving up and clutching onto the material like your life depended on it.
Loki’s hands moved lower, easing up the material of your dress until it was bunch around your waist, leaving your underwear to be exposed. You noted the way that the Prince sucked in a breath, he did always love these particular dark green laced panties, and you also did secretly pick them out because they were his favourite.
Turning your face so that you could look over your shoulder, you watched as his fingers undid his belt with a simple flick of the wrist, hastily pulling aside the fabric to release his thickened cock.
Your cunt began squeezing in anticipation, even as you tried to ignore the fear that creeps up your spine at the possibility of being caught, if anyone found Prink Loki fucking a maid, it would be a scandal.
Your mouth gaped open in a silent moan as Loki moved your underwear to the side, and began pressing his cock to your entrance, your arousal coating his length as he eased himself in. Biting your lip to keep you quiet, you savoured the drag of his cock against your inner walls as he thrust in, his cold hands gripping onto your hips with fierceness.
Loki’s mouth returned to the side of your neck, nipping the skin, making sure as to not mark it, that would be for later on when he had you utterly bare before him, always marking your skin with his teeth where no one else could see but he knew they would be there.
As he pulled out until only his tip remained in your cunt, both of you paused, hearing the obvious footsteps of someone heading in your direction. Loki’s hand cupped around your mouth again, making sure you did not speak a word, his hips stilling but your heart pounded in your chest, fear prickling the back of your neck as you saw a guard walking down the corridor.
It felt like an eternity of waiting to see if he would react but the guard continued walking past, not so much as glancing in either of your directions. You guessed Loki had been practising his magic more than you’d realised as he had managed to hide you both perfectly.
As the guard disappeared around the corner and a door opened and closed, taking away the sounds of his footsteps, the Prince snap his hips into you, causing you to groan unexpectedly.
Loki removed his hand from your mouth, placing it back onto your hips to help him thrust harder into you and not being able to trust yourself, you brought the linen up to hide your face and cover your mouth.
Each thrust of his hips had your body jerking forward into the wall, meaning that his cock brushed against the beautiful spot deep within your pussy walls that had your knees shaking with each stroke.
Your breaths were heavy as he fucked you hard, feeling constricted by your clothes, the material feeling itchy and tight so much so that you wished to remove them all, wanting to feel his cool skin against your burning skin. However, you did love the thrill of doing it in the corridor so spontaneously, knowing you had a job you were supposed to be doing.
The sensation rushed over you quickly, the inevitable tightening in your abdomen that spread over your cunt and into the top of your thighs. You’d forgotten that you were in a public place as your orgasm rushed over you, only just being able to keep your voice at a whisper volume as you huffed, “Prince”, glad that he was also holding you up as your legs wobbled.
It didn’t take much longer for your convulsing cunt to cause Loki to cum, his thrusting uncoordinated before stilling, releasing a long breath as you could feel both of our juices smearing in between your legs.
Pulling out his half-limp cock, Loki quickly pulled your underwear back, making sure to not let any of his cum spills out, keeping it all locked in. As he swiftly tucked his cock into his trousers, you were able to pull your dress back down, turning to him and looking up with a glazed expression, seeing that he was smirking cockily down at you.
“Be in my quarters at the usual time” he didn’t give you time to respond before rushing off down the corridor.
Taking a deep breath, you began to carry on with your original journey, trying to ignore the cum patch in your underwear. Still, as you glanced down at the linen in your arms, you sighed heavily seeing that it was all scrunched up and creased so turning on the spot, you headed back towards laundry for fresh sheets.
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A Guide to Navel Pleasure Part 3: Partner Play
Hiya!
It's all well and good making yourself bite your pillow playing with your own belly button, but what about the fateful day you find yourself about to indulge in a totally different person's navel?
FEAR NOT!
I have returned from the shadows to give you some ideas for how to make that special someone reach heaven through their belly button. Remember, this is all about COMMUNICATION and understanding. What's written here is largely subjective to my own belly button, so if something doesn't work don't worry! It's just as fun experimenting with belly buttons.
Firstly, you two need to get in the mood...
PART 1: LETS GET READY-READY
- If you plan on switching roles, make sure both of you are wearing appropriate belly button clothing. Otherwise, ensure your sub is dressed in something that fully exposes their tummy and belly button.
- Have a good, long discussion about your belly buttons and what works best in a solo environment. Do they have an innie or an outie? Do they enjoy a little bit of pain? Can they navelgasm? Are they comfortable with any other supplementary play (like nipples?).
- Have a photoshoot! Like I said in the last post, taking pictures of your belly button sets the mood in a uniquely sexy way. Get all their good angles, take close-ups, point out on the photos where you're going to ravish them...
Hot and bothered? Good. Grab a pen, it's doodling time <3.
PART 2: SPELLING BEE
I got inspired for this technique @buttonpics, and it's feels insanely good. You can do this one solo too, but doing it with a partner adds a whole other dimension, as you'll see.
- Lie your sub down, their belly button exposed and their knot ready.
- Now, softly plant the pen on their chest, letting them feel the cool point, and start to gently glide it down their tummy. When you reach their navel, skirt AROUND it slowly and go all the way to their waistline. Then, go back up, once again avoiding their belly button. You dont want them getting what they want right away, do you?
- Repeat the above step two or three times, or until you feel they're ready. The next time you reach their belly button, start to gently move the penpoint onto their navel rim and softly trace it, making sure to keep it firmly on the outside.
- As they more and more desperate, verbally begin counting down from 10. With each number, inch the pen a little deeper into their navel, still circling. By 1, let your pen dip onto their knot.
- Here's the fun bit: I want you to pick a couple of words in your head. It could be "belly button" or "navel" or "subby button" or whatever. Let your sub know that you have a word in your head, and they are to try and guess what you're spelling out.
- When drawing each letter, make sure you REALLY over-do it. For example, if writing the letter B, draw that first line up agonisingly slowly, then that first and second curve should be hitting as many folds on their knot as possible. Every letter should be exaggerated, making the navel-owner an absolute mess 😈.
- Give your sub little hints as you're writing, because it's quite hard to think straight when your sensitive belly button is being stimulated in such a way. Don't be too hard on them if they don't get it, this is all about making them feel as good as possible.
You can also do this same exercise with shapes, which has the bonus of you being able to colour it in when you're done (thinking about how that feels makes me 🤯)
PART 3: NAVELINGUS
The holy grail of belly button play, the thing that all owners of erogenous navels hope to experience one day, it's belly button licking. Done right, this can be probably the most incredible feeling. Therefore, it's important we get it right!
You may want to give it a good clean before diving in with your tongue, refer to Part 1 of this series for how to get them shuddering with a Q-tip. Also, make sure that your sub is either wearing a short enough top that it won't get in the way of your head, or no top at all. It's just an annoyance otherwise.
- Their whole stomach is your canvas. With your mouth you can lick, kiss, nibble, bite and suck. That's a lot of different sensations, so we're going to use all of them.
- Firstly, you're going to give their tummy as much gentle love as you can. Nibble adoringly up their sides, lick across their lower stomach, deeply kiss their middle while holding their hand, whatever feels right in the moment. Consider their navel a reward for sitting so still and being so good while you pleasured their belly, and only give it to them when they're ready.
- Once again, the rim is your first port of call. Start with a wide, flat tongue on their lower stomach and lick upwards, transitioning to a pointed, sharp tongue as you begin orbiting their navel. The immediate area around their belly button should be glistening with saliva. Another good move is to gently bite on their navel rim, your top teeth digging just a bit below the rim while your bottom teeth lightly graze their stomach.
- Your tongue isn't as precise as many of the tools you will have been used to using, so don't worry as much about targeting small folds and dimples. It also means you can't really tease their walls the same way you would with a pen or toothpick, so when you feel it's right to dip your tongue inside, feel free to do so.
- The motion that is right will be different for everyone, but for me personally up-down motions work a bit better than a swirling motion simply because it stimulates that central knot so much better. However, others may find that swirling motions are better because they're more sensitive around the edges of the knot, for example. This is your time to experiment with what your partner enjoys. If you hear panting, whimpering or any of the other tell-tales signs of pleasure, keep going.
- Suckling is a great one too. Softly absorbing their knot into your mouth lets you run your tongue around the underside of the knot, an area rarely explored and may get quite an explosive reaction. Slowly suckling for a while is also a great way to rest your tongue for a bit without letting up on the naveljob.
- It's possible that your partner will climax while you lick them. If they start telling you they're going to cum or you suspect they may be close, KEEP DOING WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!! No speeding up, no changing direction or technique, just keep it as it is. Keep licking through their orgasm too for maximum brownie points.
And that just about does it! I haven't got the most time in the world to write these so it's not as full of content as I may have liked, but I hope you enjoyed reading anyway! I'm considering combining all my current guides into a big google doc (plus loadss more) as one big belly button manual hehe, so stay tuned for that!
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Stanley Snyder fluff hcs 😈
Yes! Let’s!
Ugh the way I want to reread the American arc now
Cw! Mildly suggestive, like, sharing a bed and stuff, SORRY I’m a Little thirsty for this man-
-Stanley Snyder fluff hcs!-
So as we all know, Stanley isn’t really the softest, gentlest man.
But Dang it he will TRY for you.
Stanley was literally labeled Aloof for a reason.
So he’s not the best at compliments or physical affection…
But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try.
One of your most gentlest moments with him is when you’re laying in bed, and he takes your hand and holds it up against his bare chest, against his heart, so you can feel it beating.
Then he just speaks his mind to you. Letting you hear all of his thoughts, all of his feelings, all of his fears and concerns.
He’s not used to being able to be vulnerable around someone.
ALSO you know that thing he did with Xeno when he was unpetrified???!? That’s a Stanley Classic sign that he cares.
Gently stroking your face, while he takes in your features, proving to you that a man as scary and intense as him can be gentle too.
Imagine how romantic it’d be to share a cigarette with Stanley~
He exhales, brings the cigarette to your mouth, drawing it along your lips, gently encouraging you to try it, just once.
He doesn’t Actually want you to become a smoking addict like him though, he just thinks you’ll look so, so sexy exhaling smoke from the same cigarette he was using.
His hands are Cold but…comforting! Especially with the way they fit so perfectly into your warm ones. There’s nothing more comforting than the feeling of him tracing his cold hands along your skin late at night when you’re both tired and ready to relax with each other.
When you’re around the others though, it’s hard to tell the two of you are a thing. He doesn’t make it that obvious. No one suspects you’re a couple. He’s just not one for PDA.
If you Really want him to do something though…he’ll hold your hand in public.
Oh unless someone starts hitting on you. You KNOW that man is going to make it clear that you belong to him. Take that as you will.
His proposal was sweet and cool and confident. Him and Xeno worked for a Long While to find you a diamond ring. He took you for a stroll, asked you underneath the night sky, and when you said yes, he lifted your chin and kissed you so deeply, so passionately, his hand holding the back of your head to keep you in place, and his smokey kiss that night Still lives with you to this day.
Sometimes you ask him to kiss you like he did that night.
He’s happy to comply.
He’s actually an overprotective man. He would literally chase you to the ends of the Earth, should something happen to you.
His favorite cuddling position is one hand on your hip, his face buried in the crook of your neck.
Once it’s Established that you two are married, you kinda become the aloof couple who keep to themselves most of the time. People like you! They’re kinda frightened by your husband though, haha…
Goodness, Stanley holding your left hand, his thumb running over your wedding ring, letting you know he’s Genuinely so happy you’re married to him.
Your first night spent in a bed with him was MAGICAL. Did you know Stanley sleeps shirtless?? That was fun to discover. Watching him pull off his shirt before he climbed into bed…goodness.
You didn’t really Sleep that well because you were so focused on the fact that you were LAYING NEXT TO STANLEY SNYDER IN BED. Don’t think he doesn’t notice your anxiety.
He might even tease you a little bit for it, but nothing malicious.
He just thinks you’re cute, getting so nervous around him…
So he sits up in bed, swings his legs over the side of the bed, lighting a cigarette, giving you a Great view of his bare back in the moonlight.
He knows how to drive you crazy.
“Stanley…come back to bed,” you beg.
“Are you going to actually sleep?” he teases behind his cigarette.
When you promise, he’ll slide back under the covers, pulling you up against his bare chest, trying to coax you to sleep.
He’s so comforting…you don’t want him to get up and leave in the morning.
But you wake up to an empty bed.
Speaking of, he always wakes up really early. So you need to figure out a way to wake up before him so you can catch him before he leaves for the day.
Good luck!
#Dr. Stone#Dr. Stone x reader#stanley snyder#Stanley Snyder x reader#dr stone Stanley x reader#dr stone Stanley Snyder x reader
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Months ago, I had a lucid dream about Snape wearing red lingerie and us having sex as we competed to make each other orgasm first. I didn't know that there were many enthusiasts at the time, so I didn't mention it, but it was actually fem!Snape. I still think about the dream, so I tried to replicate it as best I could (you kinda had to be there to fully enjoy it.) I don't remember every detail, so I filled in the gaps with my imagination 😈
Warnings:
NSFW (minors DNI)
Fem+afab!Snape
First-person gender-neutral POV because it's my dream 😌
Mutual masturbation, penetration, 69ing, face sitting
Word count: 1.8k
"Sev, is everything alright?"
Even after our long, romantic date, we were still full of energy and knew exactly how to end this already perfect day. While I love a good tease and build-up, she was taking a bit too long getting ready in the bathroom that I started to become concerned.
"Yes, I'll be out soon," she replied from behind the door, but her tone wasn't very convincing.
"I'm coming in," I declared a few seconds before unlocking the door with a quick "Alohomora" and barging in, expecting her to be gripping the toilet after that lovely dinner.
To my relief, though, she was standing upright and showed no physical signs of illness, aside from a small case of nervousness, presumably from the crimson satin robe she had wrapped tightly around her frame.
"Oh" was the only thing my brain managed to come up with.
"I look silly, don't I? I wanted to try something new, but I fear I had a lapse in judgment..." she continued, hunching her shoulders even more.
"Well, it is new but certainly not silly. I'm assuming there's more then?"
Somehow, I was able to ease the embarrassment enough for her to reveal what was hiding underneath: a lingerie set that paired with her outer robe. My eyes widened at the sight as I let out an involuntary gasp; it was certainly worth the wait.
"Do you think it's...too much?" she asked.
"When did you get all this?"
"Recently, but, unfortunately, I can't return it now that I have worn it—"
"And why would you even want to? Fuck, you look hot!" I exclaimed. Without realizing it, I found myself dragging my fingers across her chest, feeling the lacy bra that gave her a subtle lift. I closed the gap between us and wrapped my arms around her bare waist. "Seems like red is your new color."
"Do you really think so?"
"I know so," I emphasized before pulling her into a kiss as I felt the arousal in my core rising. All of her worries seemed to wash away when she returned my advances. My hands slid from her back down to her hips, pulling at the band of her panties which I so desperately wanted to rip off.
When I could barely hold back from slipping my hand inside, I pulled away to lead her to the neatly arranged bed in the center of the room. I laid back against the stack of pillows and stretched my legs open, signaling for her to sit comfortably in between.
She leaned against me and pushed her hair to the side, allowing me to continue my feverish affections against her exposed skin. My hands made their way back to her hips, and she assisted me in pulling down her underwear before throwing them to the side.
She opened up her legs and let out a sequence of deep breaths as my fingers danced along her inner thighs.
"Please..." she muttered, taking a gulp as her eyes lowered to watch my hand moving across her groin.
"Please what, my love?" I whispered in her ear, knowing fully well what it was that she needed.
"Please t-touch me," she whined.
"As you wish."
I finally settled on her center, spreading her lips slowly and tapping on her sensitive bud. I tightened my grip around her with my free arm to hold her squirming body in place before sliding two digits down her slit to feel the wetness building at her entrance. Once I was covered in enough of her slick, I moved them back up to concentrate on her clit, rubbing it in slow circles.
"Mmmh..." she uttered under her breath.
"Yeah, do you like that?"
"Y-yes...fuck."
With my fingertips practically slipping up and down her flesh, it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the aching sensation building up inside me. Still, I sped up my pace, trying to shift my focus to the sweet noises escaping her mouth instead.
Since we were barely getting started, I had every intention of stopping before she reached her climax. However, she was already one step ahead when all of a sudden, she broke away from my grip. A smirk formed on her face when she hopped off the bed and began rummaging through her bag.
I was too confused to even ask what she was doing, but my questions were quickly answered when I saw her pull out an object very familiar to me.
"I am not going to be the first to come tonight," she declared after a moment of silence.
"Oh, is this a competition then?"
"There is no competition, love, because I'm going to win."
I knew how dynamic she could be, even in one night, but she never failed to leave me flustered. I could only stare at her in awe while she pulled on her strap, which complemented her a little too well.
Once it was secured, she crawled back onto the bed, and I intrinsically slid further down until I was fully laid against the mattress.
Before I could even think about doing it myself, she hoisted my legs up in the air, gripping my ankles while placing gentle kisses all over. Only she could have helped me discover my calves were an erogenous zone.
She proceeded to pull down my bottoms and forced my legs wide open. With my lower half now completely exposed, she shimmied up toward me before pausing to messily tie her hair up. She then brought her slender fingers to my entrance to prepare me for what was now an integral part of her body.
As she continued to rub me gently, I could only stare at her glittering eyes, completely willing for her to take me however she wished.
I trusted her to know when I was ready, and soon, she pushed herself inside me, groaning as she expanded my walls.
"Oh my, God," I mumbled as she pushed further. After awkwardly laying my arms to the side, my hands eventually landed on her back, holding onto her as she maintained a slow but pleasurable pace.
"I...I want," I let out, my fingers resting against the hook of her bra.
"What do you want? Use your words, dear."
"Boobs. I want your boobs!"
Once she gave me the okay with a quick smile, I messily unclasped her bra, letting her soft breasts free. With each pump, they bounced perfectly right in front of my face. I wanted to suck them so badly, but I eventually settled on simply squishing them and rubbing her hardened nipples with my thumbs instead.
Stray strands of hair began brushing against my face as her thrusts increased in depth and speed. "Do you like this? Do you enjoy me fucking you while you fondle my breasts?"
Normally, there was no answer besides a firm "yes," but I couldn't let her think that she had the upper hand, that I had completely submitted to her. Yet. "Actually, no," I answered.
Despite being completely into it, she immediately pulled out. "'No?'"
"Correct. Because I don't want to be the first to come, either."
"I thought it was already decided you would," she maintained with a raised eyebrow.
"Too bad. I want to eat your pussy," I blurted out.
She couldn't help but chuckle at my enthusiasm. "Even after I took the time to get this on just for you? I think you are being a bit too hasty."
"I don't care. I'd rather be tasting your delicious cunt right now. I know how much you love having my tongue on you, too."
She simply let out a huff, knowing there was no way she could deny that. "Well, what if I want to taste you?"
"Then I suppose we do it simultaneously."
No further words were needed; we embraced each other for a final kiss as we removed the remaining pieces from our bodies. Naturally, I laid flat on my back and bent my knees, allowing her to find the perfect position on top of me.
I gripped her ass with my palms and started licking away at her clit, determined to make her orgasm this time. Occasionally, I slid the tip of my tongue up to penetrate her leaking entrance. Truly, there was nothing more I wanted than for her to smother my face with her wet pussy.
I tried so hard to maintain a good rhythm as she put her talented mouth to use on me at the same time, hitting all the right spots. Although I was lubricated enough, she let her saliva drip on me while lapping me up. I thought vocalizing my moans against her sweet spot would prove to be advantageous while I was distracted by the way she was slurping my juices.
Despite my best efforts, I eventually found my toes curling, my back arching, and my tongue retreating into my mouth while she continued to devour me. Of course, I shouldn't have expected anything else after she had just been penetrating me mere minutes before. She continued to lick and suck me only once she was convinced my body had completely given up.
I was pulled out of my trance when I found myself gasping for breath. In the corner of my eye, I caught her staring at me smugly through the curtains of her hair. "It seems that I have won, as expected."
"Okay, fine." Though I had only barely started to regain my energy, I was far too impatient to take even a small break. "Now will you please sit back on my face so I can help you finish this time?"
Without any hesitation, she straddled me, this time facing forward, and lowered herself until her clit met my tongue yet again. As she leaned back comfortably, I continued at a much more clean pace compared to before as I didn't have any distractions. Finally, I could focus on her and her pleasure only.
"Yes, just like that, darling," she praised, gyrating her hips against me. "You're doing so well."
I wanted to let her know how delicious she tasted, but since my mouth was full of her pussy, I simply let out a series of "mmmh"s against it.
"Yes, fuck, don't stop...You know how to take me there," she continued, but her words of admiration for my performance were quickly replaced by lusty moans that she could no longer hold back.
My fingers dug into her skin as she leaned forward, gripping my head. At last, her orgasm took over rather intensely, and I seized the opportunity to swallow her release while she was still pressed against me.
I missed the warmth from her when she fell off and plopped over right next to me. I stared at her in amazement, ignoring the tightness in my jaw, while she recovered.
When she opened her eyes, I placed a gentle kiss against her lips, holding her bare body against mine. "One might say I've actually won here."
"Oh? How so?"
"By having the sexiest woman alive right here in my arms."
#snape#fem!snape#snape smut#snape fanfiction#snape fanfic#snape fic#severus snape#severus snape smut#severus snape fanfiction#severus snape fanfic#severus snape fic
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A male reader who's super cautious around people because their queer identity has been an issue in the past, and so Negan being so explicit and flirty all the time just relentlessly getting on their nerves, and Negan just find it's so funny until he starts to realize how genuine the annoyance is, and just being like. Dude why would you EVER care about what other people think when we all know these people are horrible, and they're wrong about EVERYTHING Else, so they're wrong about you. And then they kiss 😈 (is this too cringe am i cringe bro)
(A/n): TYSMMM for the request, this is so cute!! ALSO PLEASE KEEP SENDING REQUESTS ANYONE!! I'll write almost anything as long as it's not noncon or fetish. If you're unsure just look at my character list I'll link a list of what i will + wont write for
(Warnings): snarky Negan being himself, harsh language (it's negan duh)
(Summary): Before Negan arrived it was really easy to hide your sexuality, but when he went snooping and found old photos with your ex boyfriend he obviously couldn't keep his mouth shut but it definitely went better than you can expected.
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You hid your sexuality even before you got to Alexandria but getting to Alexandria didn't help, the way the older folk looked at Aaron and Eric made you want to curl up and wither away. So you hid yourself, you hid your family pictures, you hid your pictures of friends at pride events and your ex boyfriend in fear of them finding out and shunning you. In your dream world you'd have your family pictures around your house in Alexandria, being able to see the faces of loved ones you'd lost and reminisce on a time before the outbreak but sacrifices have to be made in the new world.
When Negan started showing up you'd only just managed to settle in Alexandria, a lot of those who may of judged you had died and your group from before such as Rick pretty much ran the show around Alexandria now. You weren't at the line up and you hadn't seen Negan kill Abraham or Glenn, you didn't know Abraham well but he seemed nice enough although you never got too close due to an itching bad feeling he was homophobic. Glenn on the other hand you got on with well, being around the same age you both instinctively became close and you'd even considered telling him you were gay but in the end you decided not to, you had known how bad he was at keeping secrets since Hershel's farm when he told Dale about Loris pregnancy and the Hershel families secret zombie collection in the Barn. You feel slightly guilty for not telling him now he's gone though, he would've always had your back.
Less than a week later Negan came banging on the gate, you were counting ammunition and had noticed missing guns but decided it would be best to stay quiet right now. He sends his men to strip peoples houses of mattresses and items he decided he wanted, you're suddenly struck with a horrid feeling of nausea knowing your photos are hidden under your mattress so you run off back to the armory to pretend to check stock.
Around your fourth time checking the stock of guns and ammo Negan bursts in, "Well hey there... Y/n?" You nod. "I believe these are yours sweetheart." He hands you your photos and you swallow hard, you can't tell if you're about to cry or scream. "Don't worry i won't tell a soul, I'm not as bad as prick makes me out to be I wouldn't out someone. Well, assuming you're not out by the way all these photos were hidden under your mattress." You hide the photos in your back pocket and shrug. "I had my men leave your mattress there and maybe we could... You know, in return for my selflessness." He gets close to your face and smirks but backe off when his men enter and you hand them the lists of stock.
The next few time's Negan visits he flirts with you relentlessly, subtle to obvious.
When you saw him walking through the gates this time you sighed knowing it'd just be another day of annoyance, he walks straight up to you and smirks, "hey handsome..." You glare at him.
"Lighten up hon' you don't like a man like me being interested in you?" He laughs to himself and you just look away, almost seething with anger but holding back for Rick's sake. Negan sees your anger and his face shows how hard realisation hit him that you were genuinely annoyed with him and not just playing hard to get.
"Look, you don't have to act all macho to make people think you're not gay. Plus, i don't understand why you're even bothered about people knowing! It's the end of the damn world, laws don't exist anymore if you didn't realise, so if someone makes your life hard over your sexuality do what i do, bash some skulls in." Your eyes soften, while he doesn't exactly have a way with words you do understand his point. "I'm not like you." You respond to him with an ounce of bitterness but he smiles, "no you're not, but you get what I'm gettin' at." His hand brushes yours and you finally look up at him and your eyes lock. "Yeah... Yeah i guess you're right." You mutter and he smiles, his face gets a bit closer to yours. "Loosen up and have a bit of fun doll."
Your lips meet, at first you're unsure and think about pushing him away but his words ring in your head "loosen up and have a little fun" So you pull him closer and the pair of you share a passionate kiss.
Wherever this is going to go, you're sure it'll upset people but you've decided that if you're going to live in a world where you could die any day you'd rather die happy than moping and hiding yourself from others.
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(A/n): I hope you liked it! I loved the request, sorry it took so long I've got ridiculous amounts of work to get done so squeezed this in as much as possible!
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so for your monster fucker series i just could NOT STOP thinking about ayato as a greatly feared/respected naga (bonus points if he's some sort of royalty).
as for the scenario i was thinking that due to ayato being feared, once in a while, someone is chosen to be a sacrifice for him, and that ends up being reader.
we all know the type of person ayato is, so i could see him teasing/trying to scare reader before he plans to eat him, his snake tail slowly slithering it's way around the other's body. "playing with his food", if you will. but what he didn't expect was his "prey" to fight back, leaving him gasping for breath as his two cocks get abused in the most delicious way. i can imagine him to be such a pretty crier, and since he gets everything he wants being royalty, he doesn't know how to beg for what he wants, so reader forces him to beg like a "commoner whore"
oh annonie how did u know how much I adore making powerful men into being powerless cocksluts 💖💖 i also adore the trope where the prey is the dom hehe,, ty for being so specific and clear, im definitely adding it to the list!!! i'll do my best to deliver absolute filth 😈
#» asmo talks#ALSO NAGA MONSTERS HAVE MY SOUL#just wanna touch his sensitive scales and let him bare his fangs on me only to slap his dicks and he cries#oh hod ayato thoughts
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Adela as your hairdresser ✂💇♀️
So, idk how you end up getting a hair cut, but you're getting one for today 🥰🥰🥰 FOR FREE?!?!?! 🤯 Sis appeared out of nowhere, and you stumbled 🎢 upon a cute vintage barber shop, that convinced you 💯💯💯percent to get a haircut 🤭 You didn't know about the 🌁🌁🌁 alley incident because frankly, you DIDN'T care 😎 It was just an urban legend... Right? 😈 So anyways! You know when a hairdresser is about to SERVE 💃 When she has a BOB 👷♀️ on, has FACE 🥰, and looks like she came out of a Vivienne Westwood fashion show like GIRL why is the hairdresser so FINE??? 🤨🤨🤨
She greets you as soon as you enter her shop, warm smiles, the smell of flowers is what the first thing that hits your nose... 😤🌷The first thing you ask her how she gets rid of the smell of hairspray, she answers she uses the trick of using flowers which explains why you smelled flowers as soon as you went inside... By the way, SIS had you giggling 🤭 the entire interaction because of how... Gorgas (I'm sorry I don't know how to spell it 😇) she is 😍 Pookie then leads you to your seat 🪑, and of course we SAT 🧎♀️ since the QUEEN said so 🤩
She tells you if you have any preferences that you wanted to do to your hair... But because this was an impulsive decision... Girlie ended up having to decide HERSELF 😳 remember when they said to trust your barber? When your barber looks like this... Sign me up, I'm SAT and definitely letting her cut my hair the way she wants because I trust her with my life 😊 Adela liked the fact that you seemed to have no worries, like you were just a silly gal getting a haircut... So no mind altering for YOU 😌 Oh bestie... You are so lucky, getting a haircut, not getting mind altercations from her, sitting in that chair, meeting ADELA??? at the same time??? Girl, I am 😡 jealous, that should be ME! 😭 You be living the life 💅
Timeskip to having one of the best💄💋 makeover that changed the trajectory of your life 😲 You and Adela stayed in touch, she ended up liking you so... You get to be a part of her "mundane" life now... 😿 CRYING because again, how??? 😔 How do you do it, POOKIE?!?? So of course, you end up becoming a regular in her cozy shop, making it a habit to drop by regardless of the constant change of location. When I say you WALK, you WALKED the whole Eastside just to see her 🥰 standing on business just to see your favorite hairdresser... 😩✊
You guys exchange letters, since Adela is kind of old school, so she sends you this beautiful 🌹, amazing 😲, mind-blowing 🤯, life changing letter that you keep in your drawers because of how MAJESTIC her penmanship is... Girl you better keep them in MINT condition, if not, I'm making your house as my rob list... Though, you wonder how she does it, changing locations like my GIRL has a walking hair salon that she can just fold her place and lay it out like a tri-fold brochure, with all the itinerary PACKED 💼 Sis acts as if she is a portable barber shop on the go that can magically appear in the blink of an eye... 👁🗨 Oh pookie... If only you knew...
Imagine your surprise receiving a letter that she got in JAIL like... My pookie didn't do wrong! 🤐🤐🤐 This is why you read the news and listen to people, but y'know stuff was boring to read anyways and you wasn't going to listen enough because, you don't like getting told what NOT to do! 💅💅💅 I fear 😰 you ✨SLAYED✨ with the response... So, of course like any sane pookie, you visited your favorite hairdresser to show some moral support with what she was going through... 🤧🤧🤧 *Sniffles* You are such a good pookie that you're making me EMOTIONAL
You met with the chief and her adjutant, they take you to a room that you can chat with Adela, but not you tryna defend pookie while also supporting women's wrongs at the same time because you couldn't go to her cozy vintage barber shop anymore so you protest and started a petition... ONLINE. 🤓 Girl, what is you doing..??? 😧 Both the chief and adjutant thought you were a CRAZED regular of Adela, them thinking you were brainwashed as well, but you explained to them that NO, pookie can't you see I'm grieving rn??? The way that ya'll can see her often but I CANT! Speaks a lot 😢😢😢 ahh dialogue
You sat there WAITING for your fav hairdresser, thinking if she got jumped by some prisoners, because if they did, sweetie... Your going to break in jail and whoop some ass... Even though you know nothing about fighting and have zero experience as well... 😃 Girl, don't be stupid 😭 I don't want to have an early funeral to host because YA'LL died early ⚰⚰⚰ I can't give out plot armor to my pookies too much 🤪🤪🤪 so value your life, but mood 🤩 So, finally pookie arrived, her FACE card never declining, as usual 🥱 You and pookie chat about how she got in jail, with her lowkey lying for a bit because sis didn't want to worry you... 🤧🤧🤧 Sobbing rn because of how sweet she is 😔 Adela, they can never make me hate you... 🥺🥺🥺
After having a sweet conversation with her, she exits the room due to the time limit... 👿 GRR why did they have to cut off the wholesome interaction... I am TWEAKING 🤬 for you guys... The chief then enters the room, wanting to conduct an interview with you. Of course, this makes you act defensive... 🙄🙄🙄 Of your pookie Adela, but the chief assures that she wouldn't be asking questions that are inappropriate... You were ready to make her catch some fists 🤛😠 if anything happens, though you ended up detailing on how you both met and ended up becoming her regular, to which the chief detailing about Adela's reason of imprisonment, and sharing some ILLEGAL 🤫🤫🤫 information that wasn't supposed to be shared to you...
After leaving the MBCC, you began to wonder why Adela kept you around, instead of cutting off contact just like the others. Could it be that you didn't appear to be THAT troubled which is why she didn't have to want alterations towards your memories...? Either way, you are thankful that she chose to stay in touch, because you got to have some fun interactions with her, and like touch grass at the same time! Pookie... I'm looking at some of ya'll who doesn't get enough sun... 😑 Like POOKIE... Go outside!
AN: I can't decide if I want to have a part two on this one, but like an angsty, hurt-comfort, with a pinch of wholesomeness type of fic about this because I wanted to expand the LOREEE and yap about her backstory as well... (Can ya'll tell that I am an Adela fan?) But lmk if ya'll want one www but me thinks I'll end up writing it regardless to satisfy my NEED for more Adela content in this app... 😿 Where are all the Adela enjoyers at when you need them? 😔
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Hello love *running to you with hearts overflowing from arms*. I hope you doing pretty you pretty one and ı wanna thank you 😘
this trope might be a little meh but I'm a simple woman 😈 PROTECTIVE AIZAWA!!! But not like jealousy, like "no matter what happens, no matter what you go through, even if there is no one by your side, I will always be with you."
Cause he had (still has) though times and dark moments too and no one can understand you better than him. I want to forget everything in his arms.
Hi sweetie! *kisses your cheeks* I hope you're doing good baby ❤️ let me tell you that I had a wonderful time working on your request so I hope it can bring you joy and puts a smile on your face because you deserve it! I love you so much 🥰
Title : Make it better
Characters : Aizawa/ Gender neutral reader
Genre : Fluff!! Just some tooth rotting sweetness/ angst/ One shot
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He knows. He has always known and understood your struggles, just the way you have always known and understood his.
_ "You are a part of me, the best part." is what he never fails to remind you of.
However, there are times when you stubbornly try to battle your fears all by yourself, failing each and every time to hide it from him.
And today was one of those days. You were absent minded, barely ate anything the whole day, made numerous mistakes while teaching and overall didn't look like your usual self despite pretending to be alright.
You were able to fool everyone, same as always, but not him. He said nothing when you kept avoiding him the whole day, and settled for subtly watching over you from afar.
It wasn't the time nor the place to discuss personal affairs after all.
However, as soon as you two entered your appartement and closed the door after yourselves..
_ "Y/n, let me see your face honey." he requested carefully, afraid of overwhelming you.
You flinched realizing that he had seen right through your charades, and battled against your expressions to come up with a believable smile.
_ "What is it Shōta? Oh that's right! Before I forget, what do you want for dinner? It's my turn to cook so you can go ahead and take a shower first, I'll have mine after we eat." you just blabbed nonsensical, hoping he would let it go.
He did, he knew you weren't ready to talk yet so he simply approached you with a reassuring smile and pulled you close to his chest, tracing your back and placing the softest kisses along your neck and shoulder. He held you for a while, saying nothing but it was alright, it was all you needed at that moment and you internally thanked him for understanding.
_ "Are you sure you don't need help with dinner?" he whispered nuzzling your hair, "we can always take a shower together afterwards."
You giggled hearing his cheeky proposal, and it was the reassurance he needed, at least for now.
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You wiped the blurry bathroom mirror and looked at yourself for a moment. You could clearly see the lump in your throat as your shields were slowly crumbling.
You shook your head and opened the door to find Shōta waiting outside for you.
_ "Hey beautiful, I was about to see what took you so long." he tilted his head trying to get a better look at your face, "are you ready for bed?.. Oh.."
Your only response was to jump in his arms and finally break down. You were done pretending to be alright.
_ "Take it easy honey I got you." and he truly did, he truly does.
He took you in his arms and carried you straight to bed, placing you gently before joining you in.
You gave him no chance to settle, you just wanted to touch him, to rest your head on his chest and feel his soothing kisses.
He understood, of course he did, he is the love of your life as you are his, and you have been together long enough for him to realize what you needed even if you didn't say it.
_ "It's gonna be okay sweetheart, trust me." he pulled you impossibly close to himself and dragged his lips along your cheek and down to your quivering jaw, "no matter what happens, no matter what you go through, even if there is no one by your side, I will always be with you."
His warm voice and loving words made you sob louder, you were unable to stop yourself but it was fine, you weren't hurting anymore.
Incredible.. that was all you needed, all you ever wanted, and only he could make you feel better.
He waited until your sobs had stopped and only sniffles remained.
_ "Do you want to talk about it?" he didn't push you, never did, and he would wait for as long as you wish.
But you were finally ready, you wanted to share what was troubling you and so you did..
You kept your face buried deep in his chest as you let it all out, and each time you were overwhelmed with fear or hesitation to carry on, he would gently rub your back and kiss the top of your head while whispering a gentle: "it's okay honey, take your time." and it helped, it gave you strength to share everything with him.
You heaved a sigh of relief as soon as you finished talking. You finally felt lighter, calmer, strangely at peace and the gentle hand cradling the back of your head and stroking your hair soothed you further.
_ "It's fine to have moments of doubt every so often, that's part of being alive, but talking about it helps doesn't it? I know because I feel better everytime I talk to you about my own struggles." he moved his fingers under your chin and tilted your head up, "you are strong, sweet, smart, stubborn, caring, funny, beautiful inside and out." he pecked your nose once before placing the softest kiss on your lips, "I'm always here, always by your side so please don't push me away and don't hide from me. We'll figure it out together like we always do I promise."
_ "We will." and you smiled at last, that smile he's been craving to see the whole day, "I love you Shōta, you always know how to make things better."
He gently pressed his forehead to yours and let out a soft laughter: "you always know how to make things better for me too." his arms pulled you even closer against him as his lips moved to settle on your neck: "I love you more than anything else."
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I don't know if your still taking requests if you aren't ignore/delete this 😅 I just really love your writing and wanted to shoot my shot
Can I have reader who is a virgin and is bestfriends with love interest(s) and they confide in them that they could only have sex with someone they REALLY trust but later they ask "hey I know this is weird but I don't want to be a virgin anymore and I trust you to know you won't hurt me but can you be my first? You could say no and we could pretend this never happened but I'm just tired of being a virgin" if they end up being romantically involved is up to you
I want this with Din and Boba and Cobb Vanth (if you don't write for him that's cool) and Luke
Fem!reader x Boba, Cobb, or Din | 458k words
Content: virginity, propositioning a friend, short intro with links to full smut fics
Okay okay okay, this prompt made me go just a little bit insane, and I tried to do simple headcanons, I really did, but in the end I couldn't help but write out smutty one shots instead 😈
So let's turn this into a choose-your-own adventure thing. Here's an introduction to set the scene, and then you'll have a choice of what happens next, each leading to one of three characters - Din, Boba, or Cobb (sorry I couldn't find the inspiration to write for Luke in this scenario!) Pick one or pick them all!
[18+ only below the cut, please and thank you]
Your best friend sat at the edge of the dock, feet dangling off the side as he gazed out at the water twinkling in the moonlight. You stared at his back for a moment as you steeled your resolve. With a final, determined breath, you pushed yourself forward and sat beside him.
"Hey," you said with a nervous breathiness to your voice. He looked over at you in concern. "Scary today, huh?"
"Yeah," he agreed with a nod. You'd almost died in a firefight earlier that day. "Are you okay?"
"I am..." you said slowly, trying to find a way to transition into the script you'd prepared for yourself.
"What's wrong?"
You could never hide your true emotions from him. You looked over and gave a sheepish grin.
"This is going to sound weird, but there was something that occurred to me, when I thought my life was over. I thought... well, I thought what a shame that I was going to die a virgin."
You shifted to look at him square on and quickly dove into your speech, before he had a chance to react.
"I know, I know, it shouldn't be such a big deal. It's just that, I want that experience. And I want it with someone I know and trust. That's what's made it so hard to have happen. I haven't found the right person yet. And today made me realize that maybe I never will. Which is so not fair, because so many people have sex, no problem, so why can't I? Why am I holding myself back? Especially when..."
You faltered and averted your gaze, not wanting to see any part of him for fear you'd find him pulling away.
"Especially when... what?" he prompted. At least he was still paying attention and not completely repulsed by the awkward topic of conversation. But you couldn't really tell by his voice how he felt about it. So you took in another big breath and gave him a meaningful look.
"Especially when there is someone in my life I know and trust."
Silence. You swallowed hard, doubt starting to overtake you, regret at having gone through with this at all.
"I'm not looking for love or anything," you quickly threw out there, shifting yourself to turn back away. "And you can totally say no, and we can just forget I ever said anything. I just... I'm tired of being a virgin and I'd trust you to be my first, is all."
You looked down into your lap and swung your legs back and forth, hoping to heaven the heat in your cheeks wasn't actually visible. You might have just ruined a perfectly good friendship and all for what... sex? Were you really that desperate?
Option 1: "Darling" - But then you felt him move beside you; not away, but closer. Hope overshadowed doubt and you lifted your eyes...
Option 2: "Cyare" - The silence continued, save for the gentle lapping of water against the dock below. You felt your stomach twisting and tears brimming along your eyes...
Option 3: "Mesh'la" - At first, all you could hear was your own heart thumping in your ears. But then you realized beyond that, there was a low, gentle chuckle...
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Aly!!!😍All my WOOs and HELL YEAHs are for you today!!!😘 Congrats on your wonderful milestone!!! You’re super talented, kind, hilarious and all-around amazing!!!🤩💕 For your celebration can I request some gun play with Comandante Veracruz? “Whatever you want” is the best fic I’ve read with him!🙌🥵🥵🥵 It can be as dark as you please😈😘
My Sweet Sweet darling! Thank you so much for all your beautiful words and immense support <3 I hope this thing I wrote will be to your liking, once again I went hella further than the initial limit haha
you put me on a feelin' I never had
paring: Veracruz x f!afab!Reader
rating: explicit (18+ minors DNI)
word count: 2k~
warnings: ER; gun play; explicit sexual content; praise!kink; dirty talk; jealousy (kinda); fear kink (super mild): no use of y/n. let me know if I missed anything. un-betaed so sorry i tried my best
a/n: bc apparently for some reason Comandante Veracruz doesn't have an official name, I wrote this with my own idea for his name (Cezar, the pussy destroyer). Reader calls him "Cee" a couple of times, but you can ignore my HC and think that Cee is short for Comandante.
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The heat of the gradually fading August sun slowly penetrated your half-naked and fully aroused body when the man in whose hands you were melting like clay in the hands of a potter pulled away from you. Your lips were red and swollen from long kisses, and a promising smile was playing on his face, while you were at a loss why he suddenly got off you and off the bed in general.
"What is it?" With greedy eyes you watched as Veracruz, standing a few steps from the edge of your shared bed, adjusted his deliciously hard cock, which had been trying to break out of the shackles that were his rough black jeans for the last twenty minutes.
"I want you to meet someone."
"What?"
You turned your head to the right and left as if expecting that after his words someone would appear from under the bed. "Who?"
Veracruz brought his palm to his face, lightly patting his lips curved in a mischievous smile with his index finger.
"Remember we talked about maybe bringing in my friend sometime, to spice things up?"
Of course, you remembered, a quiet confession was literally sucked out of you when orgasm after orgasm your body became weaker, and the part of the brain responsible for the filter apparently fell into complete disrepair. Then, in the dark, with sweat and pleasure staining the room, when the strong hands of your lover squeezed your exhausted body, you admitted that sometimes you watched porn with a less classic number of participants, and sometimes even imagined yourself as the main character. There was something exciting about it, thrilling you, but considering how you were physically exhausted by the night of sex with just Veracruz, you were afraid to imagine what would happen to you if there was more than one man who wanted you in the room. So, you let him kiss your wet temple while humming thoughtfully and never brought the subject up again. Until now.
"Yeah, I… I guess. I just thought you'd tell me in advance."
His smile could be called predatory. The black gaze literally chained you to the bed without any handcuffs. "Now what would be the fun in that?"
"S-so, who is it?" Not that you'd ever imagined any of his friends in your bedroom, maybe only once when he introduced you to some new colleague of his, what was his name? Jose? Javi? You couldn't remember now, but you thought he went away, didn’t he? Question after question popped into your head, and all of them were left unanswered.
"This loyal boy," Veracruz put his hand behind his back and pulled out a gun. You knew he had several different pistols, you even saw him use them once when he took you to the shooting range with him. There was something mesmerizing about the way the metal merged with his flesh. It was as if he was becoming one with his gun, there was no doubt in his eyes, and his movements were clear and practiced. It was sexy as hell. But what does that have to do with...?
"Cee, what's going on?" Your voice trembled, and fear crept into your excited body. What the hell is going on?
"This one right here is my best friend." He ran two fingers over the metal casing, gently, as if he was holding a lover in his hands, not a murder weapon. You no longer saw where his pupils ended and the iris of his eyes began, his gaze burned with aggressive passion and impatience. "Saved my ass dozens of times. Don’t trust anyone but him. Quieres saludarlo?"
Again, what the fuck? Yes, your man was jealous to hell and back, he broke the jaws of strangers and friends if they dared to look at you for too long, but you were never on the receiving end of his aggression. A little comment a month ago and what, he’d kill you?
"Cee, don't be stupid. Put that thing away."
"I thought you wanted my friend to fuck you?" He arched his thick eyebrows and finally looked at you, dragging the muzzle up your body, naked except for his worn-out T-shirt and your simple panties. "And there's nothing I’d like more than to fulfill that wish of yours, chiquita."
"Please, baby, I was just joking." Your lips trembled and tears came to your eyes. What the fuck was this? Who did he think he was, a fucking Othello? If I can't have you no one can or some bullshit? He was on edge, and judging by the huge bulge in his pants, there was catastrophically little blood left in his head, so you understood that you shouldn't make a scene, you just needed to calm him down, and…? "I didn't mean that."
"Shut the fuck up and take your panties off, baby."
He came as close as possible, resting his knees on the mattress and wrapping both of your ankles with one hand, he pulled you to him with one strong jerk. Your legs were hanging off the edge of the bed and you didn't dare move while he studied every emotion dancing on your face.
"I'm not gonna hurt you, but you need to remember one simple lesson: this," he ran the icy muzzle of the gun over your thigh, lifting the edge of the T-shirt and slowly bringing the hard metal to your heated and shamefully wet core, "is the only thing that's gonna fill your holes besides my cock, vale? And to let that sink in your pretty head, I’ll let you know how that feels."
"You don't need to." You were shaking your head from side to side, even though you knew this battle was lost. If he wanted something, he got it. If he had decided something, he would do it, and even your sweet pleas would not stop him. "I don't need to know. I don’t want anyone but you, you know that. I was just playing."
"I know, chiquita." His voice was so gentle and so imbued with warm feelings that his words almost seemed absurd. "But it's my turn to play now."
At least he didn’t want to kill you, you almost laughed to yourself. The idea of him fucking you with his gun was terrifying, but why did you feel another gush of wetness spurting into your panties? One wrong move and you were injured, or dead, but why didn't you doubt him for a second? What the fuck was wrong with you?
He bent over you, the gun in his right hand hooked and lifted the edge of your T-shirt even higher, exposing your stomach to his lips. Tenderness and deadly danger played out their dance on your skin. You caught your breath and hissed when, instead of another kiss, he bit your tender skin, leaving an imprint of his teeth on it, and then licked your wound with a wet and persistent tongue. Gradually descending, he grabbed the edge of your panties with his teeth and pulled them down without encountering any resistance on your part.
Once naked, you felt surprisingly less conscious, and seeing him on his knees between your spread thighs almost gave you a sense of power, like you decided what happened next. Maybe you did in some way. But most likely you didn't.
"This beautiful cunt is already drooling with excitement," he trailed the tips of his fingers up your slit and spread your puffy lips apart, enjoying your vulnerability. "Hermosa." He whispered, not taking his eyes off your wet entrance.
His movements were slow, and it drove you even crazier. Your body was vibrating with excitement, fear, and expectancy. Your skin was bursting with emotion. Counting the seconds and trying to predict what would happen next, you still jerked when the freezing metal came into contact with your feverishly hot pussy.
"Please, just…" You didn't know what you were going to ask. Please be careful? Please, don't accidentally kill me? Please don't kill me on purpose?
He raised his eyes, and just his look made you relax your shoulders and untense your body. "I won't ever hurt you, chiquita."
You barely nodded, and even if he noticed he didn't say anything else.
His hand confidently wrapped around the body of the gun while he pushed the hard and unyielding muzzle into your tender body. You felt every curve, every gap. You felt every scratch. Your body accepted something more than a soulless weapon, it accepted all the sins, all the violence, all the deaths. While you were mesmerized by the power and possibilities of your mind, your lover was mesmerized by the abilities of your body.
"I have never seen anything more beautiful." You didn't see his face, eyes tightly closed while your mind was focused on perverted pleasure, but his voice really did sound mesmerized. "Look at her, taking my friend so well, taking such good care. Your pussy is so wet, baby, I'm jealous of my gun."
And you were wet, no question about that. The shape of his gun managed to hit your pleasure spots just right, and the slight fear combined with reckless trust heightened your senses, making your pussy weep like a fucking waterfall. The barrel was in no way as thick as Veracruz's cock, and you missed the fullness it made you feel. You found the strength to open your mouth and let actual words form.
"Maybe you should fuck me with your cock then." You heard him bark a laugh that was only half-amused like he was actually considering your offer but fought himself tooth and nail. You pushed a little bit harder. "I miss it. My pussy misses it."
His growl was almost tortured, but he took a deep breath in, moving the gun in and out of you faster. "Oh, I will, baby, don't you doubt that. But I need you to cum on my gun first."
His smooth and confident movements brought you to the edge of orgasm faster than you could imagine. Everything that was happening should have scared you at least, but instead, you were shaking with pleasure taking over your body. Sweat appeared in thick drops on your temples, and licking your bitten lips you felt a familiar salty taste on the tip of your tongue.
"Please, please." You could hardly form sentences, every pore in your body begged for only one thing.
"What do you need?" Your lover's voice was even, but you could hear the subtle tension. You knew that seeing you at the peak of your pleasure was something of an addiction for Veracruz. He felt proud and strong when he could take you apart into screws and nuts, and then put you back together.
"I, fuck, touch my clit, please, touch my clit." The words were barely intelligible in their attempt to break through a series of rapid breaths and exhalations, moans and blissful cries.
"Hm," in an excruciatingly slow movement, he lowered his lips to your clit while continuing fucking you with the gun and gave it the lightest suck, and it tore you apart. Every blood cell in your body exploded. He might've shot you. Maybe he did and you were dying, because this never happened to you before. You'd never felt like that, blackness taking over your vision and your eyelids closing.
"Good job, my friend." Veracruz gave his gun a greedy kiss and licked the barrel, removing your taste from the metal, wanting to be the only one who gets to trap the essence of you. He squeezed your thighs gently and looked over your breathless body. Slowly, he got up and dragged his bare feet to the kitchen to get you some water for when you woke up.
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Are we still thirsting? 👀 Cause I just thought about much I'd love to tease Nanami while he's on a bussiness call or zoom meeting, that serious and professional demeanor calls for relentless cock sucking 😈😈
We are always in thirsting mode here and honestly...wow I love that so much!!
Imagine he's in the home office, working so hard. Today is his day to work from home and you promised him you wouldn't distract him. He's got a big project coming up and he needs the time and focus. But you also you know just how pent up he is. He needs some release but he won't ask for it. He's too much of a gentleman at times.
So you sneak into the office while he's still on his zoom call, on your hands and knees. He doesn't even notice you're here until you crawl under the desk. He looks down at you, a warning glance in his eyes. You just giggle mischievously and begin unbuckling his belt. You wonder why he even bothers to dress up so good when he works from home. His large hand comes down to tangle his fingers in your hair, tugging slightly to remind you he's in charge here and you need to be on your best behavior.
He chokes the moment you take all of him into your mouth. He plays it off as a cough, and most of his business partners believe him. He just can't wait to get off this call and allow you to be bent over his lap so he can spank you for being so naughty. Right now he settles for biting his knuckles subtly to keep from moaning. He won't even look down in fear of moaning loudly at the sight of you sucking him off.
You silently cheer on your win. You're making your husband crumble so fast, and you know he'll cum soon. With your loving strokes of your hand on the shaft and your warm mouth enveloping him, there's no way he can hold on.
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5+1 AU Characters as Taylor Swift Songs
I got bored yesterday and my ADHD + my swiftie brain decided to put together what says would go together with the characters of my fic. This was mostly done for fun but if you know the meanings behind these songs, I'm going to enjoy feasting on your suffering 😈
Here's the link to my fic here if you haven't read it yet.
Pomni/Penny: Mirrorball
And I'm still a believer, but I don't know why. I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try
I thought this song best fit Pomni/Penny due to her complicated relationship with her dad and how that affected her as a person, always trying to do her best despite what's thrown at her, even if it hurts her in the process and she doesn't know why.
Jax/Jack: This Is Me Trying
Could've followed my fears all the way down And maybe I don't quite know what to say. But I'm here in your doorway I just wanted you to know. That this is me trying
I mean, I think its kinda obvious (cough cough chapter 5 cough cough). Jax/Jack went through a lot as a kid before he moved in with Winter and the Alvarez's and yes while he's hurting, he wants to heal but as ya'll know, relapses happen. But he'll always keep trying.
Riley: Karma
Karma's gonna track you down. Step by step, from town to town. Sweet like justice, karma is a queen
I had fun with this one. As ya'll know, Riley is quite protective over those she cares about (she's also an FBI agent so if you hurt Penny you probably won't be seen the next day). Riley is always gonna make sure that those who decide to fuck around are gonna find out. After all, karma is a bitch.
Winter: 22
You don't know about me but I'll bet you want to. Everything will be alright if we just keep dancing like we're 22
Ah Winter, my sassy lesbian queen. Winter has always been fun to write due to how positive and fun she is. Teasing Jack, being lovey dovey with Riley and hyping up Penny as well. She would be one of those people who throw the wildest parties and dread cleaning up the next day, but doesn't care as long as she and others are having fun.
Amber: Tolerate It
Lay the table with the fancy shit. And watch you tolerate it
Amber, mother of two and the ex of the man that everyone in discord wants dead. This reflects what her marriage to David was like and her releasing how awful he was after they divorced. Amber is a strong and protective mother bear, but she was hurt first emotionally to become that strong. Sometimes there will be moments will break, but she always picks herself back up for her girls, David forgotten at the back of her mind for their sake.
~okay let's focus on some duo/trio songs~
Pomni/Penny & Jax/Jack: Wildest Dreams
Say you'll remember me. Standin' in a nice dress. Starin' at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks. Say you'll see me again. Even if it's just in your wildest dreams
Come on, are you really surprised? It's the title of the last chapter and basically this fic's theme! Even if they don't realise who each other are, there memories stay in their dreams and their shown just how beautiful their love was!!!!
Riley & Winter: Paper Rings
I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings. Uh-huh, that's right. Darling, you're the one I want
Let's go! Let's go lesbians let's go!!! The yuri deserve a nice lovey dovey song. These two are just so sweet with one another and the reason why Jack and Penny got together (much to Riley's disappointment lol) and they deserve all the happiness. And yes this song was in their wedding playlist.
Pomni/Penny & Riley: Safe and Sound
No one can hurt you now. Come morning light. You and I'll be safe and sound
This song is definitely a parallel of Penny and Riley's sisterhood, especially growing up with David still in the picture. Riley doing her job as an older sister, shielding her little sister whenever David wanted to target her with his verbal abuse. Riley hates every fibre of her father's being, it only got worse after he involved Penny in the car accident. No matter what, even as adults, Riley will always protect her baby sister from everything...until the day she couldn't.
Winter & Jax/Jack: The Best Day
God smiles on my little brother, inside and out. He's better than I am I grew up in a pretty house and I had space to run. And I had the best days with you
This was how Winter viewed her and Jack when he moved in with her family. Jack is and always will be her little brother, even if they aren't blood related. She and her family give him the life he didn't and the space to thrive, and neither she or Jack would trade it for the world even after all these years.
Pomni/Penny & Amber: Bigger Than The Whole Sky
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. You were bigger than the whole sky
Hehe ya'll gonna hate me for this one. But yeah, after Penny went missing, it hit Amber like a freight train. Penny was her baby, she watched her daughter go through hell and back, and helped with her healing, watched her fall in love, comforted her through her heartbreak and the next day she disappeared, and no one can find her. She grieves her daughter every day, as though she truly passed away. She and Penny had a relationship like no other, there's nothing stronger than a mother's love for her child.
Riley & Amber: Dear Reader
The greatest of luxuries is your secrets. Dear reader, when you aim at the devil make sure you don't miss. Never take advice from someone who's falling apart
While Amber loves Penny, never once did she neglect Riley or see her problems as inferior. She loves both her babies more than anything. But she can tell that Riley has gone through a lot, watching her father grow apart from her and seeing her little sister get hurt over and over again. This song is kinda reminiscent of chapter 3 (with Amber reassuring Riley that she's not wrong to feel upset with her dad), but also Amber teaching Riley what she knows and so she doesn't make the same mistakes as she did.
Amber & Riley & Pomni/Penny: Never Grow Up
Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up. Don't you ever grow up. Just stay this little. Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up. Don't you ever grow up. It could stay this simple
Let's end it off bittersweet with our three girls. This is reminiscing over her daughters, more so the good moments of their childhood (David isn't in these memories which isn't a surprise). It kind of hits Amber when she sees her girls all grown up and living their own lives, just how far they've come since they were kids. She gave birth to them, helped them take their first steps, cried at their first words, dropped them off both at their first days at school, teasing Riley over her first crush on a girl, comforting and spending each day Penny was in hospital after the accident, letting them cry in her shoulder over David leaving, reassured Riley that she wasn't abandoning Penny once the older of the two left for college, helped Penny overcome her eating habits, watched her girls fall in love. It leaves her tearful and proud of how much they've grown.
I hope you guys enjoyed this, and keep an eye out for my next funnybunny fic on ao3 and tumblr called 'Royally Screwed'. It's a royal AU based on the ideas and art of one of my friends on discord and I hope ya'll like it when it comes out!
#the amazing digital circus#funnybunny#5+1 au#jax#human!jax#pomni#human!pomni#original female characters#ragatha#zooble#gangle#kinger#caine#bubble#dragon rambles
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Y’know, I noticed something about Lightningfur.
Did you notice that her Bloodclan collar looks exactly like Scourge’s?
Take a look
First off they’re both purple (duh) and have the same kind of teeth and claws. And though it looks like Lightning has more teeth/claws than Scourge, it can mean that she might’ve collected some more and added them to her collar.
Second, Lightningfur’s collar looks torn and bloodied… it’s almost as if the collar was previously owned by someone who was murdered by Lightning and that collar ended up getting torn up and sullied in blood in the process.
This has led me to believe that Lighting killed Scourge in cold blood and took over leadership of Bloodclan.
Need more proof?
https://youtu.be/gZgLzxATMsA
Boom.
This PMV gives out the biggest evidence of my claim. To start off, during the ‘each of these, with shaking knees has knelt before me’ line it shows Thistlecuck, Scourge, and Tigerstar.
However… if we focus on Scourge here… on the 0:32 mark, we see that its stomach has been sliced open and one of its paws ripped off. Which indicates that Lightning managed to overpower it and kill it which earned her leadership.
The part with Fury and the other Bloodclan cats also shows that Lightning might’ve gained power. And seeing how fearful most of the cats are, it suggests that they are terrified of Lightning after she murdered their leader.
But why would Lightning take over Bloodclan? She has a deputy position in Riverclan so what happened with that? Well there are three possibilities…
A. Riverclan was starting to grow tired of Thistle and Lightning’s bullshit and when Thistlecuck is killed (either poisoned by Firestar or killed by Lightningfur in some way) the clan finds out about Thistlestar’s past and what he did to Primosepaw and Featherpaw and refuses to have Lightning as a leader (probably because they would think that Lightning was in on it) and chases her out.
B. Thistlecuck is killed and Lightning is defeated by Leopardpelt and exiled.
C. Thistlecuck dies and Leopard IS killed but Lightning is defeated and exiled.
But you may ask, “But how would Lightning kill Scourge?”. When looking at the injuries, it can be plausible that Lightning killed him in the same way Scourge killed Tigerstar in canon. While not as gory or huge, it still looks like an injury that would kill a cat especially since it went over the ‘squishy spot’ which holds all the vital organs in a cat.
But why the missing paw? Isn’t that unusual? Well there can be two explanations for that.
Either A. Lightning managed to brutally injure Scourge’s paw so bad that it started coming off its body.
Or B. Scourge was already dead and Lightning severed it paw as a trophy and to further piss on it grave.
Or maybe Lightning fought dirty and managed to release a dog or something that managed to kill Scourge and stopped said dog to frame herself as the hero and earned her leadership position that way.
But hey, I could just be reaching. It’s best if we let time tell 😈
HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE MOST CORRECT PERSON EVER
Part 1 C was the closest to how Lightningfur became exiled and in a position to join BloodClan!
#lolling response#bt war era#bt spoilers#burning thistles#burning thistles au#asked and answered#vixxelle#bt theory#lightningfur#bloodclan#thistlestar#scourge
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Hi bestie 🥰
Sorry it took me a lil while to check in but I wanted to make sure I formed some sensical thoughts after reading part 1! Although, this might actually all be non-sensical because I’m still reeling from it all and I’m nowhere near as articulate but anyway, here goes (side note: am I listening to if the world was ending while writing this? you bet I am):
WOW WOW WOW, the beginning? My heart broke immediately and as the biggest angst fiend, I was like oh- this- this is gonna be immaculate I already know.
And of course it was. OF COURSE IT WAS.
The photos of them on the wall?? And Paige’s realisation of how much she fucked up cos Azzi never once let go even though Paige ignored her for a WHOLE FUCKING YEAR!!!
The flashback to when Azzi broke the UCLA news to Paige; yeah you ATE that. I know you said you might take inspiration from my suggestion and that’s pretty much how it played out in my mind, only your version was a hundred thousand times better- like the talent is just unmatched.
Paige’s first reaction being “BUT YOU NAMED YOUR DOG STEWIE!!!!” Is so fucking real lmao, I laughed and cried.
Nika standing ten toes down for her twin always, I respect it.
And Jealous Paige? Yeah my favourite trope fr ✊ (also the fact that she already got jealous of carol of all ppl?? lmao, i can't even imagine how she'd react to seeing Azzi with someone that's actually into her 😭)
And then the ending?? You’re sick for that cos see now that’s all I’ll be thinking about until we get the next part (making your fics my roman empire? it’s only fair)
Thoughts on what might come next (which you should totally ignore if it's not what you have in mind bcos again, your brain >>> my pea-sized brain):
Imma need Paige to suffer a lot bit LMAO, like sorry to her but girlie deserves to pay for freezing out princess FOR A YEAR.
Like I know that’s the love of your life Azzi babygirl, but you better make blondie work. beg. grovel.
I also feel like Azzi’s teammates wouldn’t be so accepting of Paige straight away? They’d be super protective of Azzi cos like that’s pookie, who wouldn’t be?? And they were the ones who witnessed just how much she was hurting during her freshman year and how often she waited for a call that never came, so yeah Paige really gonna have to prove herself 😌
Anyhooo, to sum it up, you outdid yourself and then some bestie. Your stories genuinely give me the best escape from reality and I cannot express how thankful I am for you taking the time and effort to write masterpieces like that for us.
Oh finally, the tagline for the story being "everything changes, except the ending" - pure genius, in my humble opinion.
Until next time 💗
-🙋♀️ (I’ve decided to fully stick to this as my signature)
Hi bestieeee, I'm so, so, so, glad you liked it. Like I wanted everyone to like it of course, but you especially, it's very important to me that you like it.
Bestie, you helped so much with how Azzi would reveal it/Paige's reaction, like so much of that is your brain work, I just put it into words and I'm glad it turned out how you imagined it.
Lmao I wanted Paige's initial reaction to be so random and I was like WAIT, how is she going to bring a dog named Stewie to UCLA (again more proof that it was always gonna be UConn for her).
Jealous Paige is my favorite version of Paige because it's a) really fun to write and b) really hot to imagine. And it's only going to get worse for her.
Nika needs to be team Paige because I fear Azzi's teammates are about to be menaces to her and not in a good way.
I was actually gonna end it with Azzi running out and then have none of the stuff outside but I think it was important for them to have that conversation and I wanted them to kiss teehee
My current (loose) summary for the next part in terms of plot is "Azzi goes on a date and Paige goes insane" so trust bestie, blondie will in fact suffer. 😈
Always so happy to see you babe, come back with more suggestions or just to ki-ki whenever. 💗💗💗
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