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ponderingmoonlight · 8 months

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Gojo recklessly flirting with Choso's little sister at Shibuya

Pairing: Gojo x Choso's sister! reader

Word Count: 1,5k

Synopsis: After being set in Shibuya to distract and exhaust none other than Satoru Gojo, Choso's little sister soon learns that the rumors about his charm are true.

Warnings: This has no major plot, basically just a fic to tease y'all, Gojo being a smooth operator, furious Choso lol

Tags: @celestair

„You‘re late“

Your sweet voice echoes through the hallway, figure unseen by Satoru Gojo in your hiding spot on the ceiling. Urgh, you’ve been sitting here for what feels like hours, the voice of your big brother lingering through your mind.

“Don’t cause trouble, (y/n). I’m serious, we have a mission to fulfill.”

“Yeah, whatever. Working with that idiots won’t bring back our brothers tho.”

“Careful.”

He stepped closer to you, eyes glistering so deadly that you had to swallow.

“Don’t forget why you’re here.”

“I’m here because you forced me to”, you remembered him.

“If Satoru Gojo is half as strong as that guy told us, he’ll kill me. I’m nothing but a bait, you know that right?”

“I won’t let any harm come over you, (y/n). I promise. Also, you have immense powers, just use them. I’ll meet up with you again later.”

One last hug. One last hug before he sent you away.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting, I was expecting a larger reception committee to be honest”, he comments dryly.

Your eyes roam over his body in the dark. Rumors were true as it seems, Satoru Gojo is indeed a handsome man for being human. Tall and quite muscular, an undercut to die for and that blindfold that holds the mystery of his powerful orbs. You crane your neck to catch a better glimpse of him. Interesting appearance.

“Be assured that I am more than enough for you.”

With a swift motion, you lower yourself onto the ground, feet landing elegantly right in front of him.

Your breath hitches when your gaze meets his. How is this man so good-looking even though a blindfold covers half of his face? He smells absolutely intoxicating, the way his cocky smile decorates his face makes your heart beat a little faster.

Stop. You shake your head, trying to get these thoughts out of your head. None of this matters. You are here to distract him, to drain him, to lead him to the others. Satoru Gojo is nothing more than a mission you have to fulfill.

“Oh, and you are?”, he questions, putting an arm casually on his hip.

“The villain”, you clarify with a satisfied grin.

“Too bad. You look way too good for being a villain.”

He really wants to play with you, cute. You’ve been walking on this earth long enough to know how men work, especially those like him. Always so sure of themselves, convinced that they can get any woman. Way too easy to manipulate, though.

“Yeah? Let me show you what I’ve got in store, then.”

Blood manipulation makes it easy for you to attack him from a distance over and over again. You aren’t a fool, though. The way your attacks simply bounce off him shows you more than any words could specify how fucking strong the man in front of you is. When using his technique, there’s absolutely no chance for you to win this fight. But still, you promised. You promised Choso to distract and tire Gojo out. The sooner he’s gone, the sooner you can take revenge for the death of your brothers.

“Blood manipulation, huh? Interesting, so you’re a descendant of the Kamo family.”

The amusement that radiates from his voice irritates you. It’s like he isn’t bothered by your powerful technique at all, making fun of you instead of fighting back.

“You know I could just kill you on the spot, right? Why are you here on your own?”

“Maybe to fight you, maybe to seduce you. Who knows?”, you remark, now trying to land a hit on him in close combat.

He grabs your hand faster than you are able to react, making your eyes widen. Fuck, this isn’t good. His radiant touch alone would be enough to kill you on the spot.

“I have to admit, you are a decent jujutsu sorcerer, maybe a semi grade 1. Could make you a grade 1 if you ask nicely.”

Gojo hates to admit it, but it’s way too easy to get lost in your mesmerizing orbs. Are you a curse? No, your skin feels too real and soft for that against his palm. You are human. Maybe reincarnated, but you are human. A striking human, to be exact.

Even though he is very aware of the fact that you are here to distract him from something bigger, he just can’t help but play your little game.

“You know I could make you kneel just by touching you, right?”, you purr, head tilted to the side.

“Oh believe me honey, I could do the same without using any technique.”

For the split of a second you can feel your cheeks heat up, heart pounding hard against your ribcage. What the hell is this strange feeling? You are reincarnated, you aren’t supposed to feel anything. But why…Why does the way he hold your arm so close against his body and the way he smiles down at you send shivers down your spine? You’ve been alive for so damn long, meeting countless men on the way. What makes him so different?

“I know you’re here to distract me. I gotta say that’s pretty rude considering I’m the strongest. Do they want to get rid of you?”

“Maybe I’m a good match and they know that”, you reply with a sweet grin.

“You’re fighting on the wrong side. When this is over, I’ll show you that you’re capable of so much more. With the right motivation, of course”, he hushes.

“Is this an offer?”, you question.

He can tell by the look in your eyes that your mind is racing. To be honest, he isn’t asking exclusively because of your striking powers.

“Absolutely.”

Softly, his touch traces along your arm, up your shoulder, over your back. Gojo’s other hand joins, brushing over your waist. You see stars, it’s like you’ve forgot how to function. Even though it was part of the job many times to wrap a man around your finger, it never really bothered you when they touched you. If you felt something, it was nothing but disgust and anger. But that right now, that isn’t anger or disgust. This is a completely different feeling, foreign in the way it makes your knees weak. No, not even the emotions you hold towards Choso can compare to that.

Is this what attraction feels like?

“You’re dangerous, Satoru Gojo.”

Your voice is as cold and calculating as ever while you feel like dying and flying internally.

“What’s your name?”

“(y/n), can you hear me?”

Fuck. The voice of your brother inside your ear makes you tear away from him in an instant.

“Yeah. What is it”, you mumble.

“So your name is (y/n), huh? What a beautiful name. Fits you perfectly”, Gojo coos behind you.

“Did that guy just flirt with you, (y/n)? Bring him here. Right now”, Choso hisses.

“Sure. Already on the way.”

“You heard him. Get your ass moving”, you instruct the man in front of you while rolling your eyes in annoyance and moving towards the main hall.

“What a bummer, I thought we had more time alone."

“Don’t say that out loud when my brother is here. He’ll kill you right on the spot and I want to have this honor”, you warn him.

The way you walk in front of him with your delicate hips swinging from side to side makes him smile into himself. You’re a feisty woman, not that easy to get, unapproachable at first glance. But oh how you caught his attention. Not only with your immense powers, but also your sharp tongue and striking looks.

“You’re too good looking to be one of the bad guys”, he comments before he can stop yourself.

“And you’re too good looking to fight for the wrong side”, you reply dryly.

“And how do you know I’m on the wrong side and you’re on the right?”

“Because your students killed my brothers without flinching.”

“And the people you are working with killed thousands of innocent humans with countless brothers and sisters still grieving them.”

You turn around slowly, just about to reach the meeting spot you agreed on with Choso.

“I would recommend to not say something like that to my brother”, you hiss.

“Choso, I’m here!”, you announce loudly.

Another figure appears out of the shadow.

“I hope you didn’t hurt her, Satoru Gojo. Otherwise I will have to kill you right on the spot.”

“I guess sneaking up to other people is like a family thing”, he notes.

“Don’t worry, she was really nice company. Made me almost forget that this is a trap.”

“Gojo”, you warn him.

“Watch your mouth”, Choso hisses through gritted teeth.

“Tell me you didn’t flirt with him”, he continues whispering in your ear.

“Oh, I absolutely did”, you reply without thinking twice.

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scaredpigeons · 6 months

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More than some stress relief

Blade x Stelle NSFW 18+ MDNI

CW: Stelle asks Blade to spar with her, and unfortunately that results in some unresolved sexual frustration, because c’mon, he’s still a whole ass man. Luckily, mama Kafka steps in to lend a helping hand. (Not her literal hand, she just buys the toy lol) phone sex, mutual masturbation? The fleshlight blade uses is connected to Stelle through the (magical) necklace that was part of the set. (Magical) creampie.

WARNING: Blade is very violent in his descriptions of how he threatens to bone Stelle. If you’re uncomfortable with him saying things along the lines of: —until the carnage is unrecognizable, —until you’re nothing but hot pulp running through my fingers (just to paraphrase loool) please do not read this. Blade is a very broken man, I was really trying to play off his more violent tendencies with this one. Stelle is so fuckin down bad tho (relatable)

If you are 18+, comfortable with some gory descriptors, and willing to read, please continue! Enjoy.

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🐺👾: you want to…. Spar with blade? Are you a masochist or something? Should I be concerned?

🦝🗑️: shut up

🦝🗑️: I have this crazy lance and I don’t really want to hurt anyone by practicing with it

🦝🗑️: I know he’s got that healing thing going on

🐺👾: 👀 ….

🐺👾: I’m telling him you called it that

🦝🗑️: DONT U DARE

🦝🗑️: JUST PLEASE ASK THE MAN IF HE CAN SPAR WITH ME WITHOUT KILLING ME

🦝🗑️: AND DON'T TELL HIM IT'S ONLY BECAUSE HES WEIRDLY INDESTRUCTIBLE

🦝🗑️: I don’t wanna like, offend him or anything. Obvi I don’t want him to get hurt, but like, the off chance I slip up with this thing… he isn’t gonna get murked. You know?

🐺👾: okay okay I get it, I’ll ask

🦝🗑️: 😩🩶🩶💯🔥

🐺👾: he agreed. Here’s the coordinates. Have fun, don’t die.

————

“Thank you for agreeing to this, I really appreciate it!”

The man in front of Stelle says nothing, only stares as the winds coming off the water pick up loose strands of his hair, making the inky strands flow behind him.

“You… remember me, right?” Stelle tentatively asks.

Still nothing.

“It’s okay if you don’t, we don’t even have to go through with this, I just thought you would be the best person for what I’m—“

“I remember you, Trailblazer. My mind is not so far eroded that I’d forget you so easily.”

His voice is dark, just as raspy as she remembers it. She has to clench her teeth to suppress a shudder. If March could hear her thoughts, she’d blush and squeal, smacking her arm in scandal. If Dan Heng could hear her thoughts… he’d institutionalize her immediately.

This man is dangerous. Incredibly dangerous. Stelle had to lie about where she was going just so no one would try to talk her out of it.

Danger always pulled at something inside her though, that nasty, deranged thing inside her that craved violence and adrenaline. She figured it was a side effect of hosting a stellaron inside her body, but man— did this guy make her wish she could have something else inside her body too.

*Wink wink*

Aeons. She’s such a fucking simp. If it wouldn’t make her look bat shit insane, she’d smack herself right now just to get her shit together.

“Oh…” she said instead. “That’s good. I’m glad.”

An awkward pause lingered between them, and she found herself thinking that maybe she was standing a bit too close to him, despite there being at least two feet between them.

“Are you… doing well? The last time I saw you, Kafka was… helping you feel better.” She said hesitantly.

It could’ve been her imagination, but she swore that the furrow of his brow softened ever so slightly.

“We’re not here to discuss such trivial matters.” His voice was harsh nonetheless.

“Right, right.” Stelle said, scratching the back of her neck sheepishly. “So, how do we do this?”

Blade summoned his sword, dragging his fingertips across the edge before spreading the tainted blood across the flat of it, causing the cracked blade to glow and radiate with unnatural power.

“It is not your time or place to die here, so luckily for you, I will show restraint.”

—————

Stelle could tell Blade was holding back, true to his word.

Any flames she created were either quelled by his winds, or overfanned by his elemental power to the point that they grew too dangerous for the environment around them, or even Stelle herself.

She found that with her control over the lance, she could call forth and dissipate her fires at will, so the damage to herself was minimal.

She worried that if the flames grew too large, she’d lose control over them— but every time, she willed them away and they would flicker out, leaving charred shrubbery and stone in their wake.

Didn’t mean they weren’t hot as shit though.

The first time she’d used the lance, the freezing temperatures of Jarilo XI dulled just how hot her new weapon could become.

But now, well she couldn’t tell if her sweat was from the flames or just how hard her opponent was pushing her.

He was toying with her, clashing together brutally before jumping away and circling her like a hawk.

He was resistant to her taunts, though keeping up with him left little room for her to pause long enough to think of something to say.

He seemed completely at ease though, the violence in his eyes and the murderous grin doing nothing to help the degenerate part of her brain that was screaming and crying and throwing up at the opportunity to observe him like this up close, without Dan Heng around to make her feel guilty for admiring this man so much.

Her arms grew heavy, and she’d not even made him sweat, let alone injure him in any way.

She knew that the lack of true danger was causing her to remain at a reasonable power level, flash backs to the Herta space station incident making her shudder.

She was really no match for him in this kind of situation.

He lunged for her again, and this time, she was too tired to react properly. She parried his strike, but missed the signs of his next move, getting her feet swiped out from beneath her as he tackled her to the ground. His sword stabbed into the dirt just beside her head as he landed on top of her, effectively straddling her as he pinned her with his intense gaze.

Her eyes flitted back and forth between his as her breath heaved in her chest, her heart racing as she struggled to right herself after being disoriented so badly.

Something in his expression shifted, and instead of murderous amusement, his gaze seemed… hungry.

He leaned closer, ever so slowly, and continued staring at Stelle so intently it made her do something so embarrassing she knew she would never live it down.

She whimpered.

His eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he was gone.

He pulled away from her and disappeared within the same breath, leaving her lying there in the dirt as she caught her breath.

She ran her hands over her face. “Well fuck.”

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🐺👾: what did you do to him?

🦝🗑️: ???????

🐺👾: last week. When the two of you sparred, did something happen?

🦝🗑️: ….

🦝🗑️: why

🐺👾: ever since he got back he’s been fucking pouting.

🐺👾: well, I mean pouting in the way that blade does. It’s more of a scowl than anything else, but I’ve known him long enough to differentiate between his various types of frowns.

🦝🗑️: … nothing happened. We fought. I lost, obviously. But no one was hurt or anything. 🙃 everything’s totally normal

🐺👾 added Kafka🕷️💕 to the chat

🐺👾: Kafka, what’s she hiding?

Kafka🕷️💕: some sexual tension, most likely.

🦝🗑️: …. -_-

🦝🗑️: mother, why hast thou forsaken me????

Kafka🕷️💕: nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetie.

Kafka🕷️💕: Bladie may be a tragic creation of the abundance, but his body was once human. It wouldn’t be a far stretch to say that some of the more… human tendencies of a man may still linger within him.

🐺👾: F

🦝🗑️: F

🐺👾: so you’re saying he’s pouting and kicking shit because he’s sexually frustrated? That’s fuckin nasty.

🐺👾: @🦝🗑️ you need to fix this. I don’t wanna look at him sulk anymore

🦝🗑️: me?!!?!? Tf am I supposed to do??? How is this my fault???

🐺👾: you fought him and now he’s horny. Fix it.

🦝🗑️: … bruh

Kafka🕷️💕: I don’t think the traditional way of solving this problem will be the best idea, silver wolf. 🤭

🐺👾: wym? 🤨

Kafka🕷️💕: I don’t think it’s safe right now for our little trailblazer and Bladie to get together on a more intimate level… he’s still a bit unstable mentally.

🦝🗑️: you let me fight this man while hES UNSTABLE

🐺👾: heh. L

Kafka🕷️💕: fighting is what he knows. It’s what comes natural to him these days. Emotions? Not so much.

🦝🗑️: I mean… I’m always down to help anyone whenever I can

🐺👾: *tucks hair behind ear* “i’M aLwAys DoWn tO HeLP aNyONe WHeNeVEr I cAn”

🦝🗑️: BRO FIGHT ME

🐺👾: no thanks, I have better ways to waste my time

🦝🗑️: ENGAGE ME IN A BATTLE OF FISTICUFFS RN

🦝🗑️: IM ALWAYS DOWN TO HELP BUT USUALLY I GET NICE REWARDS TOO

🐺👾: heh… you want a nice reward for this one too?

🦝🗑️: I STTA ILL COME FIND UR LITTLE HOLOGRAM AND SMACK THE SHIT OUTTA YOU

🐺👾: wtf does stta stand for you heathen

Kafka🕷️💕: ooh! She’s used this one with me before. It’s “swear to the aeons.” Cute, right?

🐺👾: 🙄

🐺👾 has left the chat

Kafka🕷️💕: I think I have an idea on how you can help, if you’re open to it.

🦝🗑️: …

🦝🗑️: what do I need to do?

———

“Stelle sweetie!” Himeko knocked on her cabin door. “You have a package here.”

Stelle nearly slipped as her sock feet slid along the smooth floor of her room in her haste to reach the door.

She tumbled along gracelessly and threw open her door, huffing as she took the package from Himeko.

A box, about five hands wide and three hands deep, wrapped in plain brown paper, with a little card tapped on and slathered with all the necessary postage.

“Thank you!” Stelle said hastily, reaching for her door.

“Wait—“ Himeko put a hand to the door shaft, stepping forward a bit with worry in her eyes.

Stelle cringed a bit, looking up at Himeko and trying to hide the shame she felt creeping up the back of her neck.

“Listen,” Himeko started, eyeing the little card on the package with Stelles name written in pretty, looping letters. “I know you and that stellaron hunter have some strange connection that we aren’t sure about, and I know you’re unsure too, but I just want you to be careful, okay?”

It took a solid two panicked seconds for Stelle to realize that Himeko was speaking about Kafka, and not the other stellaron hunter she’d so guilty formed a connection with recently.

When the realization dawned on her, she tucked her package to the side and pulled Himeko into a tender side hug, snuggling into her chest a bit as she usually did.

“Thank you for worrying about me, Himeko.” Stelle said, pulling away. “It means a lot to me, and I promise I’m being careful. I won’t do anything to jeopardize the safety of anyone on the express.”

Himeko sighed, smiling as she pulled back too. “I know, I just worry about you. We’re all here to support you through this, you know that.”

Stelle grinned. “I do, thank you.”

The red haired woman nodded, smiling still as she said her goodbyes and left Stelle to her own devices.

She’d never closed and locked her door so quickly before.

Throwing the package on her bed, she hastily sat beside it and pulled the card from the packaging.

She took a moment to trace her fingers over the pretty script on the card, before she tore open the envelope and read its contents.

Stelle,

Inside this box you’ll find the fun toy I told you about, along with a new shipping label to send it off to Bladie.

I’m off on my own right now, far away from him, and I figured he’d handle it a lot better if it came from you, and not me. hehe~

Also, you’ll find a beautiful little necklace I had added to the set, that’s for you to wear. I’m sure you’ll have a wonderful time with it.

Thinking fondly of you always,

Stelle blushed a little, Kafka was always saying the strangest things. She tucked the card away in her nightstand and gently pried open the package, not wanting to tear the postage stamps.

Inside was indeed the… thing that she was told about, and she blushed furiously while looking at the nondescript white box, though the size and shape was very indicative of what was inside.

She pulled the new shipping label out, looking at the address inquisitively and realizing she had no idea where Blade even was, not recognizing the planet.

She sat it aside and pulled out the other small box inside, opening it up and finding a rather beautiful blue choker necklace. The colour was reminiscent of her garter, and she smiled, happily pulling the gift from its box and wrapping it around her slender throat.

It clicked nicely in the back, and fit perfectly. She smiled, patting it and thinking about how it was such a thoughtful gift, however strangely unrelated. Then again Kafka was a bit of an enigma regardless, so who knows what her thought process was when putting these two together.

Stelle closed up the box, slapping the new shipping label over the old one and eyeing it as it sat in the middle of her bed.

Fuck, I should probably write him a letter, some kind of explination so he doesn’t just throw it away without opening it.

She scurried to her desk, pulling out a very cutesy animal themed stationary set that March had gifted her after their mission on Jarilo XI.

The envelopes and cards were soft blue, covered in cute little bunnies and bears and what Stelle thinks are pink raccoons, surrounded with hearts and little stars.

She laughed at the idea of Blade handling such delicate paper, and got to writing a quick note on her desk.

Hey,

Don’t hate me, but SW was complaining about your… mood lately, and I thought this might help. I totally fuckin get it, trust me, I understand. Traveling with a group of people that’s more like family than anything else can really put a damper on your… personal time. So please take time for yourself, if not for me, then to at least make silver wolf stop complaining to me that you’re moody.

I look forward to the day you’ll spar with me again.

-Stelle

It might’ve been doing a bit too much, but Stelle couldn’t help but feel like the note might help him to be more receptive to the gift.

Being a bit delusional never stopped her before, so why should it now?

She slid the card in the envelope and slapped it to the package, picking it up to go and have it delivered. Hopefully she could feel a bit more at peace once it was gone.

—————

A quick and impatient knock sounded on his room door, pulling him from his deep meditation on the floor.

“Hey asshole, you’ve got a package.”

He and Silver Wolf were sent together to fulfill one of Elio’s scripts, and it was a brief period of lull in their respective duties.

The inn they were staying at wasn’t lavish by any means, but they were discreet, and that’s really all they could hope for.

Blade released a breath through his nose as he rose from the floor, walking over and opening up his room to find his fellow hunter standing impatiently, tapping her foot on the rough carpet of the hallway.

Blade hated carpet in the hallways of inns. Always disgusting and ridiculously coloured.

“Here.” Silver Wolf shoved the box in his hands, her grin was wide, spreading to her eyes which twinkled up at him with the mischief he tried so desperately to avoid.

“Who could possibly know where we are right now.” He grumbled at her, though she was already turning to leave.

“I have an inkling, and hopefully the stick falls out of your ass soon.” She laughed maniacally as she waltzed down the hall. “Enjoy!”

Blade felt his brow scrunch up tight as he eyed the package. The blue envelope tapped into it was terrible to look at, the childish print making him want to throw it away immediately, but the unfamiliar lettering spelling his name across the paper made him pause.

He brought the package to his bed, sitting down and thumbing open the envelope.

The contents of the card made his stomach drop and then lurch into his throat. He was ready to run silver wolf through with his sword.

Calm yourself.

He took steady breaths, though he was angry, he was also rather curious about what exactly was in the box.

With a carefulness he didn’t remember he had, he pried open the package to find a smaller white box without any words or indicators of what could be inside.

He lifted the lid, only to drop it in shock at what lurked within. He knew what that was. He was older than most but he was still a man, and he knew exactly what had been sent to him— what was to help his “mood.”

He sighed, pinching his temples. He didn’t know whether he wanted to thank silver wolf or strangle her. Either way, he’d be getting some kind of relief today.

———————

Stelle was eating dinner when she felt the first phantom touch.

Fingertips, as soft as a whisper, ghosting over her pubic mound and making her stomach dip.

Her eyes darted around, but everyone else was still enjoying their meal, chatting quietly together with the melody of silverware accompanying their voices.

She was sat beside Dan Heng tonight, but both of his hands were above the table.

She leaned back to look at him below the waist, looking to see if he’d manifested his tail and was making a pass at her, or more likely, was absentmindedly flicking it about like he did whenever he took his secondary form.

But no, he was tailless this evening, and now eyeing her a bit warily as her eyes darted around.

“You okay?” He murmured, not wanting to bother the others.

The touch ghosted along her outer labia now, making her drop her fork in shock.

Everyone was looking at her now, and she felt something pulse around her throat, right where her new necklace rested.

Her face heated, and she placed her utensils onto her half finished plate before scooting from behind the table.

“I’m… not feeling the greatest. I think I’m gonna go to bed early, if you all don’t mind.”

She stood quickly, standing there for a moment as the touches continued, soft and inquisitive.

“Are you alright?” Welt asked, concerned. “Would you like me to bring you some tea, or medicine?”

“No!” Stelle jumped, before she caught herself and smiled sheepishly. “I’m alright, just feeling a little off. Probably just need some good sleep. I’ll see you all in the morning?”

They all nodded, watching her go with worried eyes, but letting her leave without more questioning, which she was so grateful for.

As soon as she made it to her room, she felt the first touch swipe through her core, and she nearly keened.

Her throat pulsed, the necklace weakly glowing in the dark of her room.

Her body felt hot. She was embarrassed at the amount of wetness that was pooling in her underwear, but most importantly, she was so fucking confused at what was going on.

Something wet and blunt prodded at her entrance, and her knees buckled as she locked her door.

She nearly crawled to her bed as her choker pulsed and pulsed with a weak glow, and the blunt thing, which felt suspiciously like a pair of fingers, finally slipped inside her, curiously prodding around, as if feeling her out.

She slapped a hand over her mouth as she squeezed around the phantom digits, their touch lingering at her g spot with ridiculous precision. The fingers withdrew and she breathed a sigh of relief, though it was short lived as something much, much larger prodded itself at her entrance.

Her eyes widened, and she scrambled to pull Kafkas card from her bedside drawer.

“you’ll find a beautiful little necklace I had added to the set, that’s for you to wear. I’m sure you’ll have a wonderful time with it. “

Stelle hadn’t realized what those words meant at the time, but as the blunt head of a ridiculously sized phallic object pushed at her hole, the meaning slapped her in the face like a rouge automaton.

Her back arched off the bed as the phantom cock pushed into her, and she choked on a moan as it buried itself deep within her. She was so ridiculously wet she wanted to cry, and knowing who was on the other end of this feeling made her eyes roll back into her head.

The thrusts started slow, but slowly worked their way up to something more intense, almost violent. Her insides churned, and she felt the telltale signs of an orgasm building up so quickly she might scream.

No, no no no. She scrambled, reaching for the necklace, but when her fingers reached the latch, the thrusts changed angles, pounding directly into her g-spot and she cussed into the dark of her room.

Her orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave, crashing into her and seeping deep into her bones. It was the first actually satisfying orgasm she’d had in an incredibly long time.

Her fingertips shook as they lingered on the necklace a moment, before she threw them back to her sheets, gripping them tightly as the thrusts continued.

Fuck, this feels too good.

Through the post orgasm fog, she wondered if he knew.

Did he know it was connected to her?

She suddenly felt overcome with guilt. If he didn’t know, this felt a little like taking advantage of his struggles. If he did know, then she wanted to hear him say it out loud, that he knew exactly what he was doing to her.

She wanted him to hear exactly what he was doing to her.

With shaking hands and twitching thighs, she slapped around her bed for her phone, biting her lip through the pleasure to scroll through her contacts.

It was nearly at the bottom, and the last time it was used was a hack of Silver Wolf’s, and Kafkas words, not his own. But she had to try regardless.

She clicked the call button, bringing her phone to her ear as she bit back moans.

Suddenly, the thrusting within her stopped, though the phantom cock remained buried within her.

She gasped as the ringing came to a halt as the line picked up.

There was no answer, though she swore she could hear his breathing, just a bit heavier than usual.

“Don’t… don’t stop.” She whispered.

She thought she heard his breath catch in his throat. She definitely heard the swallow before he spoke.

“What are you talking about.” His gravelly voice reverberated through the phone, and she felt the cock inside her move ever so slowly, in and out.

She bit her lip. “I didn’t know at first, I swear.” Her thoughts were scrambled as the soft thrusts continued, and the knowledge that he was actively fucking himself with the toy while she spoke make her stomach jump in pleasure.

“You didn’t know what?” He said, voice low and nearly at a whisper.

“It’s… we’re… we’re connected.”

The toy stopped, and she sucked in a breath of relief, hoping to gather her thoughts so she could properly explain herself.

Suddenly a moan was ripped from her chest as his cock thrust into the toy with vigor, and his intense pace was picked back up tenfold.

She tried to hide it, but the damage was done, and if he didn’t know before, he certainly did now as he listened to her whine and whimper through the phone.

“I thought the inside felt far too realistic.” He growled. “You’re squeezing me so tight, little Nameless.”

She gasped, his voice along with the stimulation was far too much, and another orgasm was quickly approaching.

She tried to play it off like she wasn’t being fucked within an inch of her life though.

“Yeah well, it’s… been a while since I’ve gotten any action, s-so forgive me for being a little tense.” She stammered.

He switched his thrusts to hard and deep, so hard Stelle could nearly feel the sensation of his hips hitting hers, and she’s almost positive the fat of her lower half would be rippling in the recoil if he were actually here.

“I knew as soon as I saw you that you were just a needy hole begging to be filled.” Blade said, voice deep and oh so condescending.

Stelle fisted the sheets, her eyes nearly rolling into her skull as her needy moans slipped through clenched teeth. He was right, he was so right— but that didn’t mean she needed to concede so easily.

“That’s bold talk…” she hissed, biting her lips until they felt raw. “…For someone who literally ran away from m-me as soon as his blood traveled south.”

His dark laugh made her squeeze around him, and she knew he could feel it because the laugh trickled off into a deep groan that set her face on fire. She felt like her fingertips were alight with electricity, like her body was attempting to defy the artificial gravity on the express as she arched off her sheets.

The pounding within her never faltered as he continued speaking his vile, filthy words at her.

“You’re lucky I did, little Nameless.” She could almost imagine his murderous grin, the violence that vibrated through his voice was astounding. “If I had stayed I would have fucked you until not even your beloved crew would have been able to recognize the carnage I’d left behind.”

She couldn’t stop the noise that flew from her throat, a guttural keening that had her gripping her cellphone in embarrassment as he laughed once more.

“Oh?” He teased, voice edged with gravel and venom. “You must be desperate to enjoy the idea of me fucking you until you’re nothing but hot pulp slipping through my fucking fingers.”

Oh she was so desperate, so fucked. If anyone else had said something so absolutely horrifying, she’d have run far, far away.

“Does the rest of the express crew know how fucking depraved you are?” His thrusts seemed to pick up speed, which would’ve seemed nearly impossible, except she couldn’t exactly think at the moment, only sob as they slammed against that spot inside her over and over again until she felt herself slipping slowly.

“Do they know that their precious little star wants to be fucked by a monster?” He snarled, and she cried out into the soft light of her room, thrashing around as her orgasm teased its way at her— but she was holding it back, why, why?

“Please,” she gasped. “Please, can I—“ oh, she thought distantly. Oh I’m so fucked up.

Blade groaned, the slick sounds of him thrusting into the toy ringing in her ear. “So desperate, so polite. You really are something else.”

She keened, arching her back as the feeling licked at her further, so close to toppling over the edge.

“Go on then,” Blade whispered darkly. “Cum for me.”

It crashed over her, more powerful than anything she could remember feeling. It pulsed through her in quick waves, so strong and violent as he just kept going.

It started to dance into sickly sweet overstimulation as she heard his breath quicken, and she steadied her breath, wanting to savor this moment.

“You know,” she breathed. “I’m a lot tougher than you think.”

His breath stuttered, his pace faltering ever so slightly.

“I could take it,” she whispered. “I don’t think you’d hurt me in any way I didn’t want you to.”

He faltered, and she heard him cuss under his breath through the phone.

“Yeah?” He whispered. “You’d take what I give you?”

She nodded at her ceiling, knowing he couldn’t see her, but her mind was too foggy with brutal pleasure to think straight. He was undoing her.

“Every disgusting, violent, nasty thing you’d give me Blade,” she said, clutching the sheets as tears welled behind her eyes, praying he was almost finished but simultaneously never wanting it to end. “I’d take it so well for you, and I’d thank you for it.”

“Fuck.” Blade moaned, deep and guttural, and his thrusting seized inside her. Much to her shock, she could feel the warmth of him filling her up, pump and after pump of him coating her insides.

They both lay there, staring at their ceilings and breathing heavily over the phone, not speaking but not really wanting to anyways.

Finally, once the breath returned to her lungs unlaboured, she felt him pull himself from the toy.

She felt like she’d been hollowed out, like a crater had been formed where her insides should be, and without him there plugging her up—-her guts would fall out and she’d be left empty.

He made a confused noise, and just as he did she felt the telltale squelch of cum slipping from her still twitching insides, and she groaned in frustration.

“Well then,” he chuckled, softer now than before— almost a forbidden sound. “That makes cleaning up easier for me.”

She smacked her hand over her face. “This is the weirdest toy ever invented, and I'm going to cry the next time I have to face Kafka.”

“I figured this had something to do with her,” he said, shuffling noises heard from his end of the line. “She can never stay out of my business for too terribly long, unfortunately.”

“Mine too it seems.” Stelle sighed. She smiled when he made a neutral sound of agreement.

“You sound like you’re in a better mood.” She said, uncaring of the consequences.

“Well, before I realized what this really was, I was just hoping to release some inconvenient pent up energy.” He said, voice flat. “But I suppose doing it this way has added benefits. I’m no fool, I understand how the human brain works.”

“So this… helped you?” Stelle asked tentatively.

He sighed. “I’d be lying if I said it was entirely useless.”

Stelle smiled, stroking the choker around her throat, the delicate glow now completely faded.

“I’ll keep my end of the connection on, it's simple enough. Just call me next time, okay? I don’t need to embarrass myself at dinner again.”

“I make no such promises.” She thought she heard the faintest of smiles in that last sentence before the line went dead.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail smut #stelle #blade smut #hsr blade smut #hsr smut #hsr blade #hsr stelle #stelle x blade #blade x stelle #blade x stelle smut #stelle smut #tw: violent descriptions

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sn0wjam · 2 months

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RYUGA AND GINGA ROLESWAP

Ryuga

Bey is now Storm L-Drago

All except the facebolt is swapped with Storm Pegasus so his new special move is called Draco Meteor I guess lmao

I swear someone on twitter mentioned that but I can’t find the reply

He’s like the metal fury version with a bit of metal fusion mixed in

He’s always bickering with Kyoya lol

“Pay your fucking repair tabs.”

“Later.”

OK SOO LORE STUFF

Umm so basically Dark Nebula is now the Nebula Organization

Their mission is to protect the forbidden bey, Lightning Pegasus, and prevent it from getting in the wrong hands

Unfortunately Hagane Ryusei, who now has Doji’s role, has other plans <3

He and Ginga steals the bey

Doji, who allegedly dies in this event, tells Ryuga he needs defeat Ginga and get it back

Ryuga is more pissed that the guy he lost to shit talked him than the fact that his GUARDIAN is DYING

So he’s like “You don’t even need to tell me!!”

And Doji is like ugh of course. And he launches Storm L-Drago to him before dying

And so his adventure begins!!

Before metal fusion, he didn’t really understand the point of having close allies(he means friends but he refuses to use that word) and didn’t bother to make any

And so over the course of the fusion and masters he learns to open up more and let people into his life

I like to think that after the defeat of Ginga, everyones celebrating and hes like damn.. This is nice. And he has a sincere little smile

And then Kyoya and Madoka are like “OH MY GOD???? HE’S FUCKING SMILING???? GUYS ARE WE SURE THE DARK POWER IS GONE….. ARE WE SURE IT DIDN’T SOMEHOW TRANSFER TO HIM??!@$@#$&@^#*&@!#@^??”

Hagane Ginga

I still feel a little iffy about his outfit colors but this’ll do for now…

Yes, I like Kid Icarus

And Fire Emblem

Anyways

So yeah his bey is Lightning Pegasus, this universe’s forbidden left-spinning bey

Ginga now is like metal fusion Ryuga, just louder and energetic

Post metal fusion he’s still a loud asshole but hey no more dark power

Like I said earlier, he stands on his toes at all times so his feet look like horse legs

Bro his calves are RIPPED

I didn’t think about that part until after I drew him tho so you can’t really tell lol

I don’t feel like adding that detail rn…

He is also very particular about his wing scarf

If you get them dirty he WILL kill you

I think that when he was a kid he was lonely and didn’t have friends

So similar to the song kirai kirai jigahidai (https://youtu.be/0c9958OoTL8?si=OlwGSQeuU6NBRjhB), he uses being strong at beyblading to try to get friends

But oh no he’s strong and being an ass about it so he doesn’t make friends

He makes up for it by being loud on top of that so everyone’s attention is on him

He wants to keep getting super stronger! So Ryusei (Sorry Ryusei) manipulates him to use him as a tool to harness the dark power

Post metal fusion, he regrets what he’s done

Still an asshole

But anyways, like the song again, he forgets his own self outside of beyblading

So he’s like fuck. People hate me for being an ass, how am I gonna make connections when I don’t have any other personality trait?

So then he’s going places just chilling and fucking around in hopes to find himself again

And then ta dahh he dies in metal fury and says to Ryuga like “Do you think we’d have been friends in a different universe?”

Corny but whatever you get the idea

Initially I wasn’t planning on having him die, but also omfg figuring out his outfit colors took away 10 years of my life so this is what he gets…

#metal fight beyblade #hagane ginga #gingka hagane #ginga hagane #ryuga #role swap au

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sapphicdib · 11 months

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NO GODS NO MASTERS // IM MY OWN DISASTER!!!

(ˡᵒʳᵉ ᵈᵘᵐᵖ ᵇᵉˡᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘᵗ)

This is from an au where Sig n Pebbles purposefully give themselves the rot while their citizens are still alive! >:D

Basically, imagine if Pebbles didn’t turn all his anger inwards towards himself and instead externalized it. Although Pebbles and Sig don’t get along all that well, Pebbles realized she was going to be the only one who could help him pull this off, since he is one of the local group’s best bioengineers…and also easy to convince to do stupid shit for the bit. So they make a virus that can rewrite their code, specifically removing the “cant harm your citizens” restriction, but they also got rid of any other taboos that they found tedious or annoying lmfao. Originally Pebbles was going to be the only one who gets infected, but after Sig works on it with him for like 1000 cycles, he’s like “I might as well reap the benefits of this!” and gives himself the rot too.

MOON AND SUNS FREAK OUT <3 Their citizens, once they realize what’s going on, ALSO freak out, and this causes a fracture in ancient society as a whole, with one camp claiming they should shut the iterators down completely and kill them, and the others immediately grovelling at their god’s feet, hoping they don’t choose to infect themselves as well. Sig n Pebbs are trying to get Moon n Suns to join them, but it’s not working very well. Between the growing fear that both their own citizens AND their friends are becoming threats to them, they are not having a good time :) Sig n Pebbs are tho hehe. Ironically they become better friends as time goes on because the rot creates a sort of hive mind effect between the two of them PFFT.

To sum it up:

Pebbles: Someone will die.

NSH: Of fun!

NSH: …someones still gonna die, though ~

and to leave you with a silly little horrifying detail: sig breaks his neck in a physical fight with suns and by the point this happens the rot has essentially destroyed his body’s ability to heal, so for the rest of the story her head just. dangles slightly to the side held up only by the cushion of her scarf LOL combined with the thousand yard stare she looks a mess

Hope you like it PFFT I’ve written a couple drabbles for it but imma shut up now ^_^ feel free to send me asks n stuff if you want!!!!!!

#rain world #rain world downpour #no significant harassment #five pebbles #rain world game #rw #my art #rot au #<- new tag!#whee

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drghostwrite · 4 months

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I just read ur Arizona fic and yesss I love it, I love Arizona but why isn’t there more Arizona fics tho?! :’(

Can I ask for Arizona x reader with the prompts "Just put the [weapon] down, I'm not going to hurt you." With like the reader protecting the peds area and especially protecting Arizona During the ‘u know what’ episode (🔫 ) And idk a fluff prompt because why are ur prompts all so good I can’t choose. And please angst but fluffy ending😭 I hope ur doing well and keeping yourself healthy! <3

Omg yea, I’m so sorry that I missed this in my inbox but here it is and I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Arizona Robbins x reader

Summary: above, but basically during the you know what and reader is being a scary protective wifey lol

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Bang!

You heard a shot ring out and then another and another, you hit the floor behind the large nurses station, watched as people ran out hearing sneakers squeak on the floor. You sat waiting listening your ears straining to hear anything more after people cleared out you came out from under the desk. You knew Arizona had no idea what was going on, she had got out of surgery and was now it peds helping her tiny humans.

you turned making your way to the atrium, you could hear talking and looked up seeing the gunman standing there, you heard another shot ring out watching Derek hit the ground and then you listened as you could hear another voice and higher, fragile voice… it was Kepner begging for her life.

You raced to the stairwell knowing you had to make it to your wife before the psycho with the gun could, you heart raced as you ran up the stairs your legs burning as you propelled yourself forward, after several bounding flights you burst through the door running down the winding hallway.

you ran past a patient room and that’s when you saw her the blonde hair whipping around, you quickly backtracked and burst through the door.

“Y/N?!”

“Arizona, thank God.” You breathed a sigh of relief as she approached you and you pulled her into a hug.

“what’s going on? Y/N I heard…”

“gunshots it was gunshots… Derek and a few others have gone down…”

“What…” she whispered.

“Yea we need to get out of here…”

“I can’t a lot of these kids can’t be moved, Y/N we’re sitting ducks.”

“no… I’ll figure this out just keep them calm we’ll get through this., I’ll be right back.”

“Wait Y/N no…”

“I’ll be right back…I promise.” You looked into her ice blue eyes, kissing her lips before turning and running back out and down the hall, you made your way to the front of the pediatric floor the desk where the shooter would have to make his way through. You picked up the phone and started dialing but not before you heard the shuffling of shoes, looking up you saw the glint of the barrel standing not 10 feet in front of you.

“put the phone down…” he spoke almost in a calm manner.

“okay… okay…” you reached back over the desk hanging up the phone, surrendering your hands in the air. “Just put the gun down, I’m not goi to hurt you, I won’t try anything…” You saw the wound oozing blood from his shoulder, you eyes scanned him from the blood running onto his hand to the way his gun shook as if it was becoming to heavy.

“Are you a surgeon?”

“I-I…”

“ARE you a surgeon?!” He got more stern.

“Yes I am.”

“So how does it feel?… how does it feel to hold lives in your hands and now you’re standing here watching me as I decided what to do with yours.”

“I don’t hold lives in my hands… I save them, I take patients… no not patients... people and I save their lives I give them another chance to live an-and to love, I give people another chance... I'm no God”

“That was taken from my wife… your chief took that from me, he pulled the plug as if she was just another device in the room, killing her taking her from me.”

"Mr.Clark, You're Gary Clarke your wife came in and had brain surgery she was a patient of Dr. Shepard, I remember her case..."

"You remember?" he asked tears coming to his eyes, the gun starting to lower, but before you could continue Arizona ran in seeing the standoff happening, "Wait, wait..."

"Arizona, no...

"You can't do this... There's only children here... you can't do this." she spoke, her voice breaking tears running down her face.

"Who are you?!" He said raising the gun at her.

"NO, no..." you said pulling her behind you, sheilding her with your body.

"Is she a surgeon too?"

"Sh-she is... she's also MY wife, this is the woman I love..."

"They took my wife."

"I know, I know but I'm asking you... Mr. Clark I'm asking you to spare my wife, the mother of my children...err my future children... I want to live a life with her by my side..." You watched as SWAT filled the hall behind him, "I want to travel and show her how much I love her and that she deserves so much better than me..." before he could make a move or you could say another word you heard gun shots and glass shattering, you turned shielding Arizona, you could hear boots stomping in behind you.

As you pulled apart you could hear the chaos around you but you were too focused on the concerned face of your wife, your expression changed from relief to pain when you felt her quickly press her hand to your abdomen.

"Arizona?"

"Y/-Y/N you've been shot... Oh my God you've been shot." you looked down at her hand applying pressure, blood leaking through her fingers, your blood running down her wrist.

"Y/N please no, please no... I can't loose you."

"Arizona?"

"No, God why did you have to be such an idiot, I shouldn't have let you walk out of that room, you'd be safe and with me."

"Arizona I-I ca-an't" your eyes started to flutter and your legs felt weak, the last thing you remembered was hitting the floor and watching as she scrambled, she yelled at the SWAT team trying to get help, any help and then as your eyes closed you could see her above you.

---12 hours later---

You felt a pressure holding your hand and felt tear drops as they hit your arm. you moved your fingers wrapping them around her hand feeling both of her hands tighten around you.

"Y/N?

"Arizona, baby"

"Oh my God Y/N you're awake, I thought I lost you."

"You can't loose me, you're stuck with me for life remember."

"For life?" she said holding you so tightly yet she was so gentle as if she would lose you.

"Forever and Always."

"Forever and Always." she repeated, she was still so gentle with you as if in a moment you would fade away.

"Love I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here, with you."

"I-I thought..." she looked at you and then your lips, leaning in ghosting so close to you, you could feel her breath on your lips.

"You won't break me," you said closing your eyes, she leaned forward making contact, lips on lips. when you pulled apart you moved over the best you could and motioned for her to climb up with you, she laid on her side placing her head on your chest, and you wrapped her in your arms.

"I really thought I was going to lose you, I thought that was it."

"I swear to you Arizona I will always be here for you, I will always fight for you... for us, I will always love you."

#x yn #greys anatomy #arizona robbins x reader #greys abc #arizonarobbinsxpregnantreader #arizona robbins

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lovelynim · 4 months

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Hey! Do you have any tickle hcs for the deep space boys? I’d love to hear your opinions considering seeing u post about it is what got me into the game! Thanks for that LOL ;)

Hi anon!!

I actually do have some hcs for them and I'm so glad you asked because I was dying for an excuse to ramble about them!

Starting off with my fav because I'm biased. Anyway, I think lighter tickles/strokes tend to get a better reaction from Xavier??

Like, he said himself his tummy isn't that bad and he gives me the vibes that he is pretty good at holding his reactions even if you tickle his feet or under his arms - still get going at some point tho.

OH, RIGHT: HIS NECK

Horribly ticklish, can't stand getting kisses or raspberries there, will ALWAYS scrunch up his shoulders if you poke him there and will giggle adorably all the time heheheh

Now I have to be honest and say that I didn't interact with Zayne as much as you people would like me to do. I didn't vibe along with him at first, so it took me a while to get going lol

But thanks to Mia (@/ticklygiggles), I started to see the charms our cold, stoic doctor has and OF COURSE HE IS THE TYPE TO SAY HE IS NOT TICKLISH ASJUDHISHA

And he will die pretending he is not. Also, I feel like teases don't really work on him??? Anyway, you'll get him jumping in no time if you slide your fingers down his back and he will give you that cold, angry look saying "stop >:C"

Last, but not least, our beautiful and delicate artistic brat. Rafayel is hands down the most ticklish one among the three of them and will be dramatic and LOUD about it.

"I'm going to die", "you're killing me", "that's too much!" and you literally just poked his side. just that. UHAUSHAU

ANd he is just this walking tickle spot and anything you do will get him rolling on the floor. he also will try to get revenge, but ends up getting wrecked more because he is too baby to put up a fight.

I love him tho, and I have to say he is also the one that gets got the most because thats what he gets after pulling the brat behavior for so long.

#asks #anon #love and deepspace #xavier #zayne #rafayel #love and deepspace tickling #love and deepspace headcanons

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spinnysocks · 6 months

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fun lion guard au: a royal mjuzi for the outlands.

now hear me out, i think it'd be SO cool to see an animal in the outlands chosen to help jasiri with her duties. i know in canon mjuzis are chosen at birth... but if you go with the presumable concept that no animal communicates with the lions of the past besides mjuzis, then it could've easily been a missed vision, especially as it seems mjuzis are usually mandrills and they seem to focus mainly on the lion royal family. besides, if rafiki got a vision that an outlander was chosen to be a mjuzi, he'd probably be in such disbelief that he'd play it off as mufasa pranking him lol

also you could argue that ushari got a vision opposed to just wanting revenge against the lion guard, and that's he's the royal mjuzi of resurrected!scar. he's by his side advising him. he doesn't necessarily do everything a mjuzi of the pridelands would because... you know... he's working for scar?... but it could also be room for a redeemed ushari au :D

but all in all, any outlander as jasiri's royal mjuzi would be fun and interesting!

i wanna like to add who i personally think would be funniest :3

this guy. yes, nduli. partly because i love him BUT i do have some reasons behind my choice for this specific au! including:

he's a crocodile

he tried to kill king simba. just imagine it, a mjuzi- who are typically aligned with royalty- who attempted assassination of the king of the pridelands

he was banished to the outlands, which makes him being the outlands' mjuzi even more funny seeing as he's originally a pridelander

he was involved in fights with jasiri multiple times, and now he's her royal mjuzi. i mean, come on, that's hilarious

to add on to that, kiburi's float are listed as neutral allegiance after scar was defeated. they don't have any alliances, or at least kiburi wouldn't care to, but then his float member has to, or even willingly, becomes mjuzi LMAO

have i mentioned that he's a crocodile? there's likely a reason mandrills are royal mjuzis, because of they can use their hands and feet effectively. but a crocodile? man's only got his mouth and maybee his tail

the reason i picked him over others is because, as with @devilsrecreation's great headcanons, i think he's the youngest of the crocodiles and one of the youngest in the outlands too. because of that i like to think he's pretty optimistic towards any situation, to the point where he's naïve. just imagine it. jasiri comes up to kiburi's float like, "hey, uhm... nduli's supposed to be royal mjuzi... :|" and while kiburi is confused af, nduli's just goes "oh, okay!" because he's a bit of a follower. no shame on him tho i think it sells the whole thing more lmao

#the lion guard #lion guard #tlg #tlg crocodiles #tlg nduli #tlg outlanders #nduli #first lion guard post

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pyramid-of-starrs · 7 months

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It's not the same tho!

Pairing: Seungmin x gn reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Reader is a brat but Seungmin loves it

A/N: This fic is for @atiny-dime-p1ece everyone else close your eyes lol

"I know they are in here, where did he hide it?" You said to yourself. You were currently on your knees digging through your boyfriends closet. It was the hellish season between fall and winter where it was cold but not super cold but chilly and not super chilly? You wanted to warm yourself up a bit, but a blanket wasn't doing the trick, so the next best thing? Stealing one of your boyfriends many, many hoodies, but was it stealing though? You had a right to those hoodies! Seungmin however thought otherwise but he was just gonna have to get over it to be honest. Luckily, he was out at practice still and you were watching movies in his dorm waiting on your puppy to comeback and snuggle you. Honestly wearing his hoodies wasn't just about being warm though, it was about how good it made you feel, how fuzzy you got thinking about him, the smell of his cologne and the thickness of the hoodie feeling like a warm embrace. He did ask you specifically to stop taking his hoodies but again he was going to have to get over it!

While you were digging you suddenly felt a pinch on your butt that shocked you and you let out a yelp while turning around to sit on your butt to see who it was.

"Wanna tell me what you're doing going through my stuff Y/N?" your boyfriend said standing a healthy 5 feet and 10 inches.

"W-well I was just looking around for something I forgot…" You managed to stutter out.

"Something you forgot? And what exactly did you forget in my closet?" He said raising his eyebrow.

"Um… THIS ISN'T FAIR!" you yelled out while standing up to demand a hoodie like it was your birth right.

"You always come over and take all my hoodies! I told you I will buy you your own if you want them so bad." He said refusing to back down.

"It's not the same! I want yours!"

"I’ll buy the same one twice then, one for me, one for you." You rolled your eyes then shook your head.

"You just don't get it!" you walked over to his bed and put yourself in the corner to hug one of his pillows that he called your pillow and pout. "I'm mad at you!"

"You'll get over it." He said deciding that arguing with you was no use, you were his spoiled little brat and he had no one to blame but himself for making you that way.

"No, I won't! I'm going to be mad at you for the rest of my very cold days." You muffled as you stuffed your face in the pillow.

"Stop being dramatic." now he was the one rolling his eyes.

"I'm not being dramatic you're being mean!"

"Would a mean boyfriend offer to take you to get the new plushie that you've been wanting that released today?" He said smiling at you to try to pique your interest, you had to admit he was good at that. "And take you too boba after." Your eyes looked up from behind the pillow, you wanted to resist, no, needed to resist.

"I'll only take you if you stop being mad at me." He said opening his arms for you to give him a truce hug. You stayed quiet, it killed you, but you stayed quiet. He sighed knowing you were good at getting him to crack.

"Did I forget to mention that I stopped by our album distribution center and grabbed you my photocards for this comeback as well?" He said pulling out a brown mini photocard binder that had cute puppies on it and was filled with fresh photocards, oh it was like a sword to your heart to not say anything, but you couldn't give in now and risk looking weak.

He sighed once again then suddenly left the room for a moment, you were confused. Were you perhaps being a bit to bratty or mean? You didn't want Seungmin to think you were really mad at him, you were just being playfully spoiled but then he reentered the room with a gray hoodie in hand, he tossed it too you as it landed on your head.

"Fine, here you big baby." He said, he just truly could not tell you no.

"Yay! Thank you Minnie!" You slipped on the hoodie then got off the bed to jump on him to give him a big hug.

"Yeah, yeah you're welcome." He said squeezing your waist and pecking your lips. "Come on so we can get your plushie and boba."

Again, you were his little brat and he loved you that way.

#skz fanfic #skz fluff #skz scenarios #skz imagines #skz x reader #skz seungmin #stray kids fanfic #stray kids #skz #stray kids fluff #seungmin #kim seungmin #seungmin fluff #kim seungmin fluff #writenbypyramidofstars

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deanwinchestermydaddy · 11 months

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We All Go A Little Mad Sometimes

Billy Loomis x ???

Word count: ~ 2699

Warnings: (18+) MINORS DNI! cursing, violence, murder, mention of suicide, blood, stabbing, fluff (if you squint but its Scream so idk), knife and weapons, parental deaths mentioned, mentions kidnapping, mentions sexual activities, dirty talk, daddy kink, childhood trauma, unhealthy relationship, bad ending for some (rip the people that died), slut-shamming, dark themes touched, Billy Loomis (always kills me with that finger licking) sweet! Billy, unexpected ending (I guess) LET ME NOW IF I MISSED ANY WARNINGS DON’T READ ANY FURTHER IF YOU GET UPSET OR TRIGGERED EASILY BY ANY OF THE WARNINGS.

SUMMARY: it takes place right when Billy is cornering Sidney. Follows the movie and some stuff is added to make sense ( for me lol). Hope you guys enjoy it!

A/N: this is the first really dark fic that I wrote wish surprises me a lot. Might make this one into a series still thinking about it tho. Let me know what you think or if I should do a series based on this! thank you loves!!

Billy turns to Sidney who is not standing that far away from him and the look that he is giving her is unrecognizable. They hear screams and more panic sets in Sidney. Billy's eyes are on her and he sticks his tongue out and slowly licks the dried blood tasting it, "corn syrup. Same stuff they used for pig's blood in CARRIE" Billy says as she slowly takes a step back moving into the kitchen; he lurches as she takes another step back in horror. She continues to back up until she goes into the arms of Stu, "Stu... please... help me..." she says as he just stares at her with a subtle smile and holds a voice changer to his mouth, "surprise Sidney" he whispers into the thing making her realized both of them were the killers.

Since they were busy focused on Sidney you ran to where they were, "HEY! LEAVE HER ALONE!" you yell catching their attention and allowing Sidney to run to you letting her get behind you, "thought I killed you" Stu says as Sidney's mind was racing while your body fills with adrenaline and you felt your clothes soak and drip blood into the floor. Squeezing Sydney's hand you pulled her as you bolt into the living room to create some distance between them, but they stand in the entryway trapping both in. "where y'all going? It's not over yet. We've got one more surprise... Stu I believe it's your turn" Billy says as if it was something to be proud of, "Oh yeah" Stu answers as he disappears into the kitchen, "what's wrong? Both look like you've seen a ghost" Billy says as the noise comes from the kitchen with a dragging sound. Stu comes along dragging two bodies and rolls them into your's and Sidney's feet, "Daddy!" both yell for both of your dad's at the same time, "close enough" Billy says as Stu places a cellular in Mr. Prescott's shirt pocket.

"Guess won't be needing this anymore," Stu says as he and Billy lurch to scare both and in a quick movement you turned and hugged Sidney to shield her from their attacks, " you should've died with your mom" You whispered on her ear and you stabbed her around 6 times in the back. She started screaming and trashing in pain; you let her go but not before taking the knife out and she drops to the floor bleeding, "why are you doing this?" she asked looking at you as you backed up towards the guys. "It's all part of the game" Stu answers, "it's called GUESS HOW I'M GOING TO DIE!" Billy says looking straight at her, "FUCK YOU!" Sidney says to Billy as she was slowly and painfully bleeding out, "Oh Sid, that's my job. Isn't that right baby?" you said as Billy grabbed you by the hips pulling you closer to him and started kissing your neck without stopping the eye contact with Sidney, "right" he answers, "you're crazy... all of you" she said as her eyes move back and forth between the three, "the official term is 'psychotic' " Stu said matter of factly as she is trying to hold her posture but there was so much blood.

"You'll never get away with this," she said as she was struggling even more, " tell that to Cotton Weary. You wouldn't believe how easy it was to frame him" Billy said as Stu continue, "Yeah, we just watched a few movies. Took a few notes. It was fun". The three relish the madness as Sidney looks at yours and her dad to see them cry, "why did you kill my mother?" she asked with a determined look making you laugh, "Why? WHY? Did you guys hear that...Hmm... you don't really remember me do you?" you said kneeling in front of her taking the knife into your hand as she shook her head, "I don't understand..." she said fighting the tears that still were running down her face, "we did your mom a favor, Sid. The woman was a slut bag whore who flashed her shit all over town like she was Sharon Stone or something" Billy explained, "so we put her out of her misery, I mean let's face it, your mom was no Sharon Stone" Stu says cracking up over, while Billy turns very serious, " is that motive enough for you? or how about this. Did yoy know you slut mother was sleeping with my dad and she's the reason my mom moved out and deserted me" Billy said as Sidney stares, "or even better? The whore of your mother started sleeping with my dad as well making this asshole abandon us, causing her to feel that she had to kill herself to get out of the misery your fucking mother put her through. And you know what's the funniest part, Sid?... Is that I saw her do it when I was a 6 fucking year old" you said slicing her cheek as she is rigid with shock, both testimonies resonating the truth of her mother.

"What?" she said, " think about it, Sid. On the off chance that we get caught, motives like that could divide the jury for years," you said standing up and kicking her in the process, "you took our mothers, so we took yours. Big sympathy factor. Maternal abandonment, mother loss, childhood trauma, and paternal abandonment cause serious deviant behavior" Billy said as he grabbed your hand to guide you to where yours and Sidney's dad were, "NO DON'T" she yells with the little strength she has left, "I wouldn't waste any more breaths, Sid. Cause if my grandpa taught me well you are about to die in a few minutes" you said laughing, "YOU ARE INSANE" she said spitting blood, "yet I'm not the one bleeding out on the floor" you said moving your sight back to your dad, "please let them go" she begged, "come on, Sid. Think about it. Your father is the chief's suspect. We cloned his cellular. The evidence is there, there is no point in begging" Stu says as he gets closer, " what if your father snapped? your mom's anniversary set him off and he went on a murder spree killing everyone" Billy continues, "except for me, Y/n, and Billy... we were left for dead" Stu says holding another knife in his hands, "and then he saw the poor bastard that his wife cheated with, kidnapped him, kill him and you. Then shoots himself in the head. The perfect ending" you said as Billy places the gun on your hands and gets behind you, "see you in hell bastard" you said as you shoot your dad dead, "you looked so hot baby, it's making me really hard" Billy said spinning you around so he could face you, "if we didn't have matters to attend I would let you fuck me right now daddy" you said and he lowered his hands to grope your ass as both started to make out heavily, "don't want to be a cockblock 'cause I would love to watch that, but I think we have other things to do" Stu said making both stop and Billy looked really pissed clenching his fist and jaw making Stu raise his hands in defense.

You let go of Billy and he takes the gun setting it down on the table near the foyer. While you decided to look for the landline to make the desperate call for help as Billy moves to Sidney's dad, "grab the gun, I'll untie pops" he said to Stu, "where'd you put it?" Stu said searching the foyer for the gun, "it's on the table" Billy says, "no it's not" Stu answered as Billy hobbles over. The gun is gone. "Where the fuck is it?" Billy says, "Right here asshole" Gale Weather said and Billy and Stu look up at the same time to find her standing at the front doorway, gun in hand and she looked a mess, "I thought she was dead," Billy said to Stu, "she looked dead. Still does" Stu answered while Gale holds the gun firm in total control, "I've got an ending for you. The reporter left for dead in the news van comes to, stumble upon two dipshits, finds the gun, fumbles your plan, and saves the day" Gale says not paying attention, but Billy notices a familiar figure stepping behind Gale, " I don't like that ending tho" you said stabbing her twice on her side making her drop the gun to hold her side as her knees gave out, "you?" she said as she drops completely to the floor and tries to reach for the gun but you ste on her hand allowing Billy to grab the gun, "cool move" Stu said making you smile, "let's finish it all" you said stepping away from Gale and holding your hand out for the gun and then shooting Gale in the head, "this time I'm making sure she's dead" you said turning to Stu and then moving to Sidney's dad who looks like he has given up.

Taking out the gag from Sidney's dad allowed him to talk, "Why are you doing this?" he asked as he hadn't heard the whole speech given previously, " I'm getting tired of people asking the same stupid question, but I'll indulge you since is your last request. Everything happened since you couldn't keep the bitch of your wife off others man's dicks" you said handing the gun to Billy as Stu left the room, "good night pops" Billy said and shot him in the head and then placed the gun on her dads after cleaning it.

You pressed the phone to your ear, "911, What's your emergency?" they asked and you started to act, "PLEASE! HELP! HELP! THE KILLER IS HERE I SAW HIM STAB MY FRIENDS, PLEASE SEND SOMEONE I'M BEGGING YOU!" you said both Billy and Stu chuckling at your acting, "we are sending help right now sweety, everything is going to be okay. Just calm down" the operator said as she heard you cry, "can you find a safe spot?" she asked, "I'm...I'm gonna try," you said sounding scared, "can you take the phone with you?" she asked, "yes. I'm trying to go to a safe spot....OH GOD NO! THERE IS SO MUCH BLOOD!" you said sounding scared and fake sobbing, " listen to my voice sweety and continue walking alright. You are going to be okay" she said trying to calm you but she didn't know that you were acting. You started screaming for help as Billy got behind you grabbing the phone and dropping it, "NO PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! " you said with terror as Billy couldn't keep his hands to himself and pulled the voice changer, "SO TELL ME WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SCARY MOVIE?" he said and you started to scream and then he stepped on the phone disconnecting the call. "and the Oscar goes to... Y/n" Stu said clapping his hands as you rolled your eyes.

"okay let's figure out who stabs who?" you said walking near the guys, "wait! you should do it! no offense Billy but she knows where to" Stu said as he handed you the knife, "I'll guide him Stu, and either way they are on their way" You said causing Billy and Stu to both eyed each other as you stood behind Billy putting the knife on his hands, "ready?" Billy said looking at Stu, "Yeah..." Billy pulls the knife back and brings it forward quickly with your hand guiding his movements slicing into Stu. He stumbles to his knees, wincing in pain. "Jesus..." Stu says as blood gushes, real blood, a dark, deep red. Stu inspects the wound to his side then he smiles, "good one" he said as Billy slashes at Stu's arm, two quick cuts making him double over, when Billy was going to slice him again Stu stopped him, "That's it, Billy. I can't take it anymore. I'm feeling woozy". You took the knife from him and looked at Stu who looked in major pain as he staggers a bit to get away, a couple of seconds later you hear him drop to the floor. "come on baby just do it. I trust you" Billy said standing in front of you, " I love you baby" he said placing his hand on your right cheek making you looked at him with surprise. It was the first time he told you that he loved you and it was the worst moment, " I love you too" you said as you pushed the knife into him and pull it quickly puncturing him and he doubles over, "Jesus... fuck that hurt" He said and you looked at him worried, "I'm fine don't worry" he said squelching the pain, " I'm ready" you said ready for him to stab you just like he did to Stu. Billy with the knife now in his hands placed it directly where you told him, he leaned down to kiss you as the knife pierced your skin and took it out quickly. "I think you went a little too deep Billy," you said as your blood gushed out faster than theirs, "Fuck! I'm sorry," he said and you saw the panic in his eyes as your knees started to give out. "is fine I can hear the ambulance I'll be okay, baby," you said as he slowly put you down and then he lay on the floor a few steps away from you as everything went black.

~TIME LATER~

Beep, beep, beep was all you heard, slowly you opened your eyes and saw someone with their head resting on their crossed arms that were placed on your bed, “Billy?” you said with a raspy voice making him look up and smile, “hey sleepy head” he said as he got closer to you and kissed your forehead. As he got back into place he winced, “I'm okay” he said as he saw the look of worry in your eyes, “how long was I out?” you asked and he grabbed your hand, “for a week, they said that you lost a lot of blood” he said feeling guilty since he was the one that stabbed you and went too deep.

Before you could say anything else a Doctor walk in, “I see you woke up Ms.Y/L/N. And Loomis you are here again still” the doctor said making you look at Billy, “I couldn’t leave my girl alone Doc” he answer making you smile, “Well that’s sweet of you, but right now I have to talk with Ms.Y/L/N about her condition” the Doctor said and Billy started to get up to leave but you held his hand tighter, “he can hear” you said and the Doctor nodded, “okay, that’s good with me... So the stabbing didn’t hit any vital organs by just an inch, you lost a significant amount of blood but we were able to stabilize you and save both your’s and the fetus's life” he said and you had to do a double take just as Billy, “what?” you said as you felt Billy’s hand turned into a fist, “yes, you are pregnant about 8 weeks pregnant” he said you just starred at him in shock, “I'll let you process everything” the Doctor said as he walked away and tears started to run down your cheek, Billy raised up and walked away and started to throw stuff to the floor making you cry harder, “I’m sorry Billy, I’m sorry” you said sobbing and he turned and rushed to your side grabbing your face kissing it, “no, no, no I should be the one saying that baby. I could’ve lost both of you that day” he said as actual tears rolled down his cheek, “The Billy Loomis is crying” you said and he gave you a look that made you shiver, “move to the side so I can cuddle my baby mama” he said making you smile.

There laying in the hands of Billy you felt that everything was gonna be alright and that the madness of both was completely gone or was it?

#billy loomis x reader #billy #billy loomis #loomis #ghostface #billy loomis imagine #billy loomis x y/n #stu macher #billy loomis x you #billy loomis x female reader #scream

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arthursdolly · 10 days

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Hi could you write about Hosea helping GN!Reader getting comfortable in camp? Like platonically, such as a scenario of reader living with the Van Der Linde gang after their family passed, etc? Thanks!💞 (Side note; I love your blog sm!)

𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 (𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓! gn! reader . shy reader if u squint . u dont know who the vdl gang is,, sorry . u try to steal from hosea but fail miserably . not proofread as usual lol

u were stricken with grief. grief, confused and most of all, u were vulnerable. really vulnerable.

after ur parents passed, life got duller and more gloomy. u had no idea what to do with urself. yes u have some friends but none of them were that close to u and so u had no one. no one at all. life only got worst after ur family home was set alight, leaving u alone forever. if only ur father didn't mess that gang...

and now u were now walking through a town. valentine it was called. u weren't sure why u were even here. its not like u had any money but u were starving by now. some people gave u weird looks but u ignored them, having bigger problems to deal with. then u noticed a two men walk into one of the saloons, one had hair black as the nightsky, he was nice dressed. the cigar hanging out his mouth added to his charismatic image. the other had hair silver as jewellery u would see in thos fancy, high society stores, he was dressed in a similar way, seemingly they were good friends. u weren't raised up properly but u also needed some money.

surely he wouldn't see u thieving, would he?

u followed them into the saloon and stayed close behind to make sure they didn't see u. to ur loving hope, it was busy, so there was no way they could see u.. knowing what u were about to do. they got comfortable quickly as the black-haired gentleman ordered drinks for themselves. u subtly began to walk around, stepping closer and closer to them, u were sure u could rob the older man, he may be slow in agility unlike u. u were a quick thinker and yet ur heart was pounding. u weren't a thief but a good person.

ur heart only continued beating quicker and quicker, as ur hand got closer to the money clip that was tucked into the gun holster of the man then u did it. finally u had some money to buy urself some good food. u quickly moved past, making ur way to the exit door that was across the room, closing the door behind u as a sigh of relief left ur body. u tucked it in ur shirt pocket before u walked around to the side of the building to blend in with the public once more. suddenly, u were hit with a problem.

the two men. the older man that u stole from, although he didn't look upset. u almost felt ur heart drop at the sight of them, only now that they looked very intimidating. much more intimidating, noticing the guns holstered at their hips. u quickly took the clip of money out ur shirt pocket and threw it on their direction and he caught it with no problem. he was about to say something before the older man gave him a stern look before looking back at u.

“'m sorry for stealin', not gonna ever do it again but just- please dont kill me.” u say, keeping ur gaze on them. u were terrified. u didn't mean it, it was just an impulse move, u were hungry! and yet, they didn't do anything. didn't take our guns or react in a threatening manner, yet u still felt nervous. the older man picked up the money clip while the black-haired gentleman spoke. “don't you have somewhere to go, dear? a home or family?” the other man said and u shook ur head. “my parents passed away. 'nd my home was burnt down by some gang. got nothin' 'nd no one. just me.” u replied, keeping ur guard up. they looked at each other other, talking through the gaze of their eyes. they were the window to the soul as one would say. the older man looked at u. “... you're welcome to come with us, miss. just till you're back on your feet 'nd ye decide what u want to do.”

⠀ ⠀⠀꒰ྀིㅤㅤ ಿㅤ　﹒　　 ׅ 　ㅤׂ　　 ݃　　♱

and so here u are. being taken to their camp. u were on a horse, ur arms rested on the hips of the other man, dutch was his name. the one u stole from, his name was hosea. they both seemed nice enough but as u got closer u heard more chatter and nice scent of some food cooking which gave u a little hope. but what u mostly hoped for is that they all like u.

once the three of u were there, dutch was kind enough to help u down first, u murmured a small “thank you, mr van der linde.” which earned a smile from him. dutch and hosea both hitched off their horses. “if anyone gives trouble which they shouldn't, come me to or dutch.” hosea says, giving u a kind gaze. u nodded at his words “thank u, mr matthews.”

u mostly kept to urself, for now anyway. sitting by the outskirts of the camp, mourning and grieving about ur parents and ur home. u just.. couldn't believe it, u were in still in mere shock, to be honest. brushing u away from ur thoughts, u heard some footsteps coming towards u which caused u to look up, hosea. he hands you a bowl of stew which u were so relieved about, u were so scared to get it urself being in a such a strange place.

hosea sat beside u as u thanked him, he looks at u. “sorry about your family, miss. [name].” u looked at him before u took a bite. “... thank you for not.. killin' me” he nodded slightly, shifting a little. “could tell you're not the type to be a thief. was more worried about dutchh taking it not too kindly. im not like that, either.” he says softly, like he was trying to make u more comfortable being here, which u appreciated. “thank you, anyway. means a lot.” after some silence feel between the two of u, an older woman came to u both, ms. grimshaw. “miss [name]. ive putcha with the girls, hope thats alright with you.” she states and u nodded quickly at her words. “yes, thank you, ms. grimshaw.” u replied with a small smile.

this might finally been the good u so prayed for. ur life before was so dark, so filled with ur sadness, ur longing to be hugged by ur parents just once more, like the small child u once were.

hosea showed the way to the girls wagon, where u would be sleeping beside 3 girls. “go rest now, [name]. these girls will make sure you're okay.” those girls were karen, tilly and mary-beth. u were nervous at first, mot sure if they were going to accept a stranger but they did. tilly was the first girl to welcome u, tell everyone's names, who to talk to and who to avoid.

what a warm welcome from a gang of outlaws.

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #rdr #red dead redemption #hosea matthews #dutch van der linde #van der linde gang

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random-chaotic-bitch · 1 month

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Maddi's Reaction to TBB S3 Finale

Warning: SPOILERS. LOTS AND LOTS OF SPOILERS

The episode title killed me a little bit, ngl

I mean, "The Cavalry Has Arrived". Talk about a callback lmao

Ofc Omega found a way to release the Zillo Beast. And Echo's reaction was amazing. "How do you know?" "Because it's exactly what I'd do!"

Same with Hunter, Wrecker, and Crosshair: "Echo or Omega?" "Omega." "Omega."

I was so fucking convinced that the og operative - the one with the sniper rifle - was gonna be Winter Soldier-ified Tech. Like, I was banking on it, and it turns out he was just a random clone. (I might make a rewrite changing that outcome lol)

Emerie finally became a good guy! After Episode 10, I was rooting for her to wake the fuck up haha. Glad she came to her senses, and very proud that Echo had the sense to trust her.

Oh, speaking of the not-actually-Tech operative, HE CUT CROSSHAIR'S HAND OFF?! CROSSHAIR BBY NOOOO

Ahem. I'm not mad. It's a TV show, it's not real, I'm not mad.

Sorry, where was I?

Hunter and Crosshair finally acting like brothers again makes my heart so happy. "You should stay here. I'll go after Omega." "Not a chance."

Ooh, when Echo found Omega and the other kids, the way he greeted her made me wanna cry a little bit. And the way the kids hugged her before Emerie flew them to safety - guys, my heart can't take this cuteness.

Echo's speech to the prisoners gave me Fives' battle for Kamino speech. "You've all been through enough, and you all deserve your freedom, but Omega and I can't do this alone. Will any of you help us?" compared to "We're one of the same. Same heart, same blood. And my blood's boiling for a fight." "But what about our training?" "Your training is in your blood."

Hunter, Crosshair, and Omega working together almost non-verbally to kill Hemlock was amazing. Our baby Omega has grown up so much since Season 1, and I'm so proud of her. Also, yay, Hemlock is dead!

Nala Se's "sacrifice" to destroy her work kinda made me tear up, ngl. (I say "sacrifice" because it wasn't a big thing like Tech's death, she just got shot by Rampart and dropped the detonator at his feet. It still made me tear up tho.)

Everyone recovering on Pabu made me so happy, but we didn't see Phee and Omega reunite, which was kind of a let-down. But, everyone's safe and happy, so I'll take it.

Now for the big thing: THE END SCENE

Oh my god baby Omega grew up so much. Her long hair in the really loose and messy ponytail made me so happy haha. Also, was that Hunter's bandana? TBB team, can we confirm?

Speaking of Hunter, his older look makes me so happy. No armor, just soft, comfortable clothes. (I do miss the old bandana though)

Hunter's concern about Omega becoming a Rebellion pilot is so fatherly omfg. Also, our baby is a Rebellion pilot!!

Omega's little salute to Hunter and Batcher made my heart melt a little. Seeing Tech's goggles on the dashboard also didn't help. And Hunter's final line - "She'll be fine."

Guys, I'm in awe. This episode was amazing. Laughed, cried, and melted the whole way through. Perfect ending for our favorite squad.

#random chaotic bitch #star wars #maddi talks #tbb #star wars tbb #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #tbb omega #tbb spoilers #tbb wrecker #clone force 99 #tbb season 3 #the bad batch season 3 #star wars the bad batch #the bad batch #spoilers #tbb season 3 finale

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chaotic-on-main · 9 months

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Ooh okay soo! I think this is how you ask to partake in your ice cream event…. But can I order…

Matcha Green tea + Candy…

For an idea… Perhaps both the reader and MGT (yes I am now casually calling Heicho that) both have feeling for each other, but Green Tea tries to keep Reader away from him, to try and cut out his feelings. But after they/he have a close call on a mission he realises he can’t go without telling them how he really feels 🤭

I’m not sure if we specify preferred pronouns, but ig AFAB? No worries if you change it! <3

Excited to see this event <3

Order up!! One matcha green tea with candy for Koko!!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event!

☾ Pairing ➼ Levi Ackerman x fem!Reader (could be gn! tho)

☾ Content/Warning ➼ canon, season 4 (raid on liberio), injured reader, mutual pining, confession, fluff, slight hurt but mainly comfort, iykyk about the ending 🫡🫢

☾ A/N ➼ Hi Koko!! Sorry this took so long, I'm slowly but surely working on these requests lol. When I got Baldur's Gate 3, I kind of just got tunnel vision and forgot that I had a job to do LMAO. But I did it!! I hope you like it, I had some fun with it. It is dialogue heavy but it turned out okay I think lol. Anyways!! Thank you for sending in a request! Have a lovely rest of your evening/day whenever you see this! <3

☾ Wordcount ➼ ~2.8k

The sound of your feet squishing in the thick mud is the only sound you hear outside of the rushing of blood that runs in your ears from your anger. Your goal is in sight, a lantern lit and casting shadows against canvas confirming that the one person you want to see right now is still awake. You're not just mad, you're annoyed and a little offended.

The moment you reach the tent you were so adamant to reach, you don't hesitate to pull back the flap and step in. You're met with a back turned to you as the owner leans over a table on both arms to look at something. He doesn't say anything, but you know he knows you're here.

“Levi, what the hell?” You raise a piece of paper clutched between tight fingers, crinkled from being balled up in the minutes it took you to find the captain.

“Why are you still here? Head back to Shiganshina.” Levi's voice is low. Not in a threatening way, just tired. Exhausted. Even in his white undershirt, you can see his back muscles tense as his fingers grip the edge of the desk.

“I'm not going.” You press, digging your heels into the soft floor of Levi's tent.

“Yes, you are. It's an order.”

“I'm not going back. You can't make me.”

“The hell I can't. Are you really about to fight a direct order?” Levi finally turns around to face you, arms crossed against his chest as he scowls at you. Steel gray eyes cut at you with annoyance and you're quick to shoot back daggers of stubborn defiance.

“Le-"

“No. I don't want you with us. I said you're staying here.” Levi seethes.

You huff heavily as you rip up his written request to return home, letting the pieces flutter to the ground. You turn on your heels and storm out of the tent, your hands balling into fists so tight that your nails dig into your palms with angry tears pricking in the corners of your eyes. He can order you all he wants but you were not out of options. Commander Hange’s tent was your next destination.

If looks could kill, Captain Levi would have murdered you ten times over. You didn't have to look his way to know that his icy glare bore holes in the back of your head as you both waited in the shadows for any sign that Eren needed backup.

“Does the back of my head look appealing to you?” You retort dryly, making sure your voice was quiet enough to not be found out but loud enough for Levi's sensitive ears to pick up.

“Hardly.” His gaze doesn't leave though, that much you know.

“I don't regret coming.”

“Tch, I'm sure you don't.”

“Are you going to be mad at me all night?” Your fingers tap nervously on the metal of your guns, the noise of it echoing down the alley you and Levi were in. Not at Levi's attitude to you, but for the fight that is already ensuing around you.

“Depends. Will you zip to a roof and away from the battle until it's time to leave?”

“No.”

“Then yes, I will be mad at you all night.”

You don't respond back to that. You really don't regret coming but Levi was sure to make every moment hell. From the silent treatment on the way to Libero to the dirty glances and tongue clicks thrown your way.

Fortunately, it seems you didn't need to wait very long as you watched the jaw titan leap off the roof and onto Eren's titan – its jaws already bearing down onto his neck. You finally glance back at Levi to get the okay and you watch something flash in his eyes before they narrow at you.

“He took too long. It's time to go.”

As you're about to fly up to the roof, you feel Levi grip your arm in tight fingers.

“Don't you dare die. If there's any order you're going to obey, follow that.” He doesn't wait for you to answer before throwing himself out into the raging battlefield.

You followed orders – you didn't die, though you're not sure how.

As all fights went, things happened too fast. Fellow scouts whirred around you as you tried to get from point A to point B, shooting anyone that got in your way without the scout emblem on their uniform. There were too many close calls but overall, you were doing well. Shooting was always your strong suit… but maneuvering?

You thought you were clear to zip to where Levi stood on top of the fallen beast titan's body with Zeke Jaeger in his grip. He's growling something down to the worn out Marleyan when he looks up to the noise of your ODM gear.

At first, his heavy lidded eyes glance at you impassively. But in a split second, they widen in shock as something shoves you to the side with enough force that your hooks release from the brick building you were latched onto. You're flung backwards into a pile of rubble, a plume of dust exploding on impact.

You're so disoriented that you don't feel the pain that shoots through your whole body. Your ears ring as you attempt to move but your limbs are filled with lead. It takes what feels like years for some senses to come back to you. The first thing you feel is the soreness of being thrown out of the air. The next is the sharp and agonizing pain originating from your left shoulder and radiating through your bones. Even though it's muffled, you hear your name being yelled out. Cracking an eye open, you see a shadow of a figure coming straight at you with stars dancing around them.

“Dumbass!” Levi shouts, his voice warbled from the high pitch whine in your ears. You attempt to open your eyes fully, struggling to do so. Through heavy blinks, you see gray eyes blown wide in panic.

“M'fine Levi.” Is all you're able to get out before your vision fails you and your senses cut out once again.

It feels as if you blinked and suddenly you're transported somewhere else. The moment your eyes open, you're met with a sheer curtain blowing in the gentle breeze coming from the open window. Sunlight filters through in soft rays. You're propped up against multiple pillows and lying in a plush bed. Everything aches.

As you blink awake, you look down at the state you're in.

Your body is wrapped in white bandages that circle around your chest multiple times then around your shoulder, covering enough that a top wasn't needed. You're so stiff that you can't move very easily even if you wanted to. You think you feel something wrapping around your head as well, which throbs in pain. But you're breathing easily and every toe and finger wiggle without issue. You take a look at your surroundings next.

You're in a room that looks very familiar to you. Not like you've been in this room specifically, but the architecture is something you know. Wooden paneled walls, dark wood floors, basic furniture. You almost miss it as your eyes scan the room, but they double take back to the disheveled man sleeping in what looks to be a very uncomfortable chair in an even more uncomfortable position.

He's slouched all the way back with an arm draped over his eyes, soft snores escaping the pouty lips that sit agape. He's back in the regular scout uniform, straps and all. His green cape wraps around him, the only other sign of life outside of the soft noises he makes is the lift of his shoulders as he breathes.

“Levi?” Your voice comes out scratchy and hoarse, dry from the lack of moisture.

Levi's arm slips off and he sits up with a start, his eyes looking around in surprise until they fall on you. As if a weight lifts off his chest, his face relaxes at the sight of you. He's quick to stand up and move to the other side of the room where you are before sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. The sudden shift in weight moves your body and you can't help the wince that contorts your face as a hiss escapes between your clenched teeth.

“No, it's okay.” You assure when Levi moves to get up. He stays. Reaching over, he grabs the lukewarm glass of water that sits on the bedside table next to you and hovers it in front of your face. You get the hint and lean back more so he can tip it back for you, the water relieving the soreness in the back of your throat.

“Were you even thinking?” He asks once you're done. His eyebrows furrow, a look of concern laced with anxiety and a hint of anger pointed in your direction. He sets the glass back down on the wood with a ‘thunk'.

“I just thought you could use the backup.”

“I was fine. You should have gone to higher ground with the others.”

“I didn't want to sit idle while your back was open.”

“You know better than to worry about me. You're lucky the other brats were there to help grab the asshole because otherwise I-.”

“Levi, did you stay just to berate me?” Annoyance seeps into your tone as you lean back to stare at the white ceiling. Tears prick the corners of your eyes. From frustration at your situation. From the way Levi was talking to you. At yourself for making Levi so upset.

“I told you to stay here. You wouldn't have been hurt if you just stayed.”

“I was not okay with the idea of watching everyone go without me. If something happened while I was here twiddling my thumbs, I would never forgive myself.”

“And if you died, I would never have forgiven myself.”

“Why do you even care? Scouts join with the threat of dying looming over our heads all the time. I know what I signed up for.” Your eyes glare daggers into Levi's face, which stays deadpan as always.

“Because I care about you, dumbass.” Levi growls, standing up abruptly with his back to you. You can tell his arms are crossed even with the cape obscuring his upper body. He starts pacing between the desk and the bed.

“Pfft yeah okay, Captain.”

“Is it so hard to believe that I'd care about my team?”

“I'm not on your team and I didn't see you fighting to make anyone else stay home.”

“You're so dense. You know that?” Levi whips around to face you and you're shocked to find a much softer expression than what his tone indicated.

“I-"

You don't get another word in as your mouth is cut off by Levi striding over to you in a few short steps and leaning down to press his lips onto yours roughly. You instantly feel his frustration, so palpable on your tongue as he kisses you deeply.

It takes a moment for you to register what's happening and when you do, you don't hold back. Even though your body screams in agony, you pull your arms up and wrap them around Levi's neck to pull him closer as you mirror back the same intensity he was giving you.

Levi pulls away and tilts his head so that his cool forehead is resting against yours. He sighs. It's as if that pent up anger and fear he had chewing on his insides were now free, and all he felt was relief.

“I couldn't lose you. I thought if I pushed you to stay here, you would stay safe. Not saying I was right but…” He trails off.

“I'm sorry.” You whisper back, finally finding your voice.

Eventually he pulls away and sits back on the bed, staring straight ahead to the bare walls so that all you see is his side profile. His jaw tenses as he clenches it in thought. There's a soft pink dusting his cheeks from what you can tell.

“You don't need to apologize. I'm the one that's sorry, for not being honest about how I feel about you before we left. If I had, maybe you would have stayed. ”

“And how do you feel about me?”

Levi suddenly starts picking at an invisible string that must be hanging off his coat sleeve. You've never seen Levi so bashful, so shy. He doesn't even look at you as he mumbles away, voice barely audible.

“Don't make me say it.”

“These wounds may kill me, you know.” You tease.

“Tch, you're going to be fine.”

“Levi…” You say softly, reaching over to tug on his cape to get his attention. When he looks over to you, his expression looks wary like the night before the raid. Dark circles cut into the porcelain skin under his eyes which were droopy with exhaustion.

“I-I think I like you. I have for a while.”

“That much I can tell.” You retort, feeling your face bloom in heat at his adorable confession. Levi Ackerman could cut down twenty titans in the span of fifteen minutes, but he can't talk about his feelings. It was comical, in a very endearing way.

“Don’t tease me or I'll never open up to you again.” He threatens though his voice contains no malice.

“Okay, okay. But why did you wait so long to say anything?” You ask, raising an eyebrow.

“I thought if I just ignored the feeling, kept you at arms length, it would go away.”

“And did it?” A smirk tugs at your lips.

“Obviously not, stupid.”

You reach your hand out to Levi, palm open and fingers loose. He regards you once again, sighing heavily before taking it into his own. His skin is calloused from his years of ODM gear usage.

“I like you too, Levi.” You give him a lopsided grin when he looks into your eyes, searching for the same sincerity that you laced into your voice. You really did, and like him you didn't say anything for the longest time. Why though, you weren't sure. Maybe for the same reason. The room is quiet save for the distant chatter from outside the window, until Levi finally pipes up eventually.

“You know, we probably don't have time for something like this right now.” He watches you with apprehension. Like he was asking for you to refute that, not like he had to ask.

“Isn't that more reason to push for it if our time is so limited anyways?”

“We could lose each other so easily in this line of work.”

“If I'm going to die anyways, I might as well live it the way I want to. I'd like to spend the rest of it with you, if you'll have me.” This catches Levi off-guard. His lips purse at the thought, but he doesn't dismiss it. In fact, a smile tugs at the corners of his mouth after a moment.

“When I get back, we'll talk about it all.”

“So you are leaving. Is that why you're dressed in your uniform?” You frown.

“They're sending me to watch over the stupid monkey and there's no telling how long I'll be out there. I just didn't want to leave without making sure you were okay.”

“I'm going with you.” You shoot up, the pillows behind you toppling over. Despite the pain shooting throughout your system, you bite back the wince and attempt to throw your legs over the side of the bed.

“Don't even think about it! You're not going.” Levi grabs your leg and holds it down, stopping your momentum.

“And why not?”

“You didn't listen to me last time, listen to me now. You need to heal otherwise you're just a liability. Stay. Here.”

“You know, worry is a two way street. If we’re going to make this work, you need to be okay with me fretting over you too.” You point a finger between you and him to make the point. “I don't like the idea of you being out there with him.”

“I won't be alone, I'll be fine.”

“I'm going to need more than a ‘I'll be fine’, Levi.”

He leans towards you, both arms propped on either side of your hips and he's close enough you can smell the mint and tea leaves on his breath. There's a clarity in his eyes that wasn't there before, erasing any sign of exhaustion.

“I promise I'll be back. No matter what shape I'm in. Even if that asshole finds a way out of his shackles, I will find a way back to you.”

He leans in and kisses you again. This time softer, slower. One that sends tingles down your spine and into the tips of your toes. Before pulling away, he kisses the top of your head.

“And when I see you again, we will talk about us.”

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