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colonelarr0w · 2 months

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Yay requests time!

Can we get bratty!mean!reader with simp/lover boy yuuta or yuuji? Like, reader is always rolling her eyes or ordering him around and he just looks at her with heart yes and does as she wants. But obviously, everyone has their limits so sometimes they need to reel her back in and let her know that's nothing you treat someone that you love and loves you even more.

i dont know if you can tell but I'm getting brain rot about this and it's all I'm thinking about every night.

Sypnosis - How would !Loverboy Yuuji fare with a girlfriend who quite literally would step on him?

Warning(s) - foul language, mention of canon violence, Reader is kind of a bitch (but she does a 180 I promise)

A/N - !Loverboy Yuuji enjoyers rise up, I crafted this just for y'all.

! PIECE BEGINS UNDERNEATH THE CUT !

To be fair, when Yuuji falls in love, he falls in love hard. Loving Yuuji is the equivalent of adopting a golden retriever that will be perpetually stuck to your side in any given circumstance. And that means any circumstance — including if you’re working to exorcise a spirit. Yuuji just wants — or rather needs — to be by your side no matter what.

Yuuji is also the kind of person to blindly follow orders. He doesn’t really have any regards for any consequences that may follow his actions — which has definitely resulted in multiple visits to Shoko. That, of course, includes any and all orders that you give him.

Obviously, your “orders” aren’t as dire as, say, instructions given by Gojo before he sends Yuuji on a mission. But that doesn’t mean that he’ll show even an ounce of thought or hesitance. He does — quite literally — anything and everything for you. That includes carrying your backpack, carrying your bags when you shop, cutting your food when you have dinner together, tucking you in when you have move nights, buttoning you jacket when it’s cold outside, literally everything.

Does he care that sometimes your tone gets a little snippy with him when you ask him to do something for you? No. Does he care that you scold him if he does something wrong? No. Does he care that you roll your eyes at him when you catch him staring? No.

Because at the end of the day, you mean more to Yuuji than anything else. He can handle Cursed Spirits that can — and honestly have — ripped him limb from limb. Surely he can handle a bit of eye-rolling from his beautiful girlfriend.

Megumi and Nobara can’t help but tease Yuuji for his behaviors, Nobara more so than Megumi. She just enjoys pointing out the fact that you could tell Yuuji to jump and he would reply back with, “How high?”

But that doesn’t mean that they don’t see the small points of toxicity that peek through your actions. Sure, it was sweet that Yuuji would be willing to do anything and everything for you — but it felt like the things that Yuuji was doing went unreciprocated.

It was Nobara then that approached you because, in all honesty, Yuuji was one of her closest friends. And she would be damned if she was going to stand by and just watch as he was treated like someone’s lap dog. Don’t get her wrong, she loves and adores you too, but she can see where people’s toxic traits lie.

She ends up pulling you aside following one of your training sessions together, noticing in her peripheral the way that Yuuji pauses upon seeing you be dragged away by Nobara. You don’t protest to her actions, allowing your classmate to drag you underneath the school’s entry archway. Nobara keeps her fingers locked around your wrist as she inhales deeply, not wanting her emotions to accidentally get the better of her — the last thing that she needed was for you to get cross with her. You were deadly in that regard after all.

“(Y/N), listen to me, yeah? You’re an amazing person, and I know that you likely don’t mean to come off as brash or as harsh as you sometimes do, but we all notice. And by ‘we all’, I mean me and Fushiguro. Yuuji is — for lack of a better word — devoted to you, he loves you a whole lot ‘kay? Again, I know that you don’t mean to be rude to him sometimes, but that’s what we all see. So try and lay off of the eye rolling, yeah?”

Nobara smiles once she’s finished speaking, releasing the grip that she had on your wrist and placing both of her hands on her hips. You stand there in silence for a moment, mulling her words over in your head before reflecting on all that you had ever said and done to Yuuji.

You realize at that moment that Nobara was right — Yuuji had only ever been kind and loving to you. And you were just…bitchy right back. You felt like slapping yourself across the face, how could you have let that behavior go on for so long?

“God — you’re right Nobara. I’ve been — I’ve been pretty terrible haven’t I?”

After that conversation with Nobara, you begin to plan in your head how to make it up to Yuuji — starting with his favorite snacks and movie series. Your dorm is suddenly nothing but blankets and pillow forts, adorned with the string lights that you usually kept your room decorated with. On the television is the selection screen for the Deluxe Edition of the Human Earthworm movies — which you knew were Yuuji’s absolute favorite.

Once you finished setting everything up, you text Yuuji to swing by your dorm — which he agrees to without hesitation. Within five minutes of sending the text, Yuuji is knocking repeatedly at the door, smiling widely when you pull it open. You invite him inside, placing your palms over his eyes and repeating that you had a surprise for him.

You lead him to the pillow/blanket fort set up in front of the small television in your dormitory, guiding him to sit down. You take a seat beside him, removing your hands from his eyes and presenting your little movie setup with a grand flourish of your hands.

“You did all of this for me?”

“Yeah — think of it as an apology for me being so demanding of you all the time.”

Yuuji turns to you, wrapping his arms around you and tugging you firmly to his chest, tucking you into him and burying his nose into your hair. You nestle yourself in his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck and smiling to yourself as he holds you.

After a good five minutes of sitting in Yuuji’s arms, you disconnect yourself to play the first Human Earthworm movie, smiling as Yuuji excitedly begins to ramble.

With a lovesick smile of your own, you settle in with your boyfriend, nibbling on your snacks and simply enjoying his company.

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certaincollectionlandblog · 11 months

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Mick Schumacher with a southern GF

Summary: I can't be the only one who thinks that Mick would be absolutely perfect with a southern girlfriend so I had to share.

*Disclaimer: I use Y/N and reader, but when I write this in my mind I see her as a tall plus size gal (mainly because that's my personal body type), but also because I really see Mick doing amazing with a woman like that. If there is anything I write that doesn't apply to you feel free to leave it out and like always feedback is always appreciated and loved!

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you're an up and coming social media influencer and college student who just so happens to also be an F1 fan

You love to document things in your life like travel, food, college, and growing up in the south

You post some F1 content thinking nothing off it when you notice that Mick Schumacher has started to follow you and comment on some of your posts

Let's not lie to ourselves here you totally fangirled and that's totally understandable because it's Mick freaking Schumacher

You guys start DMing back and forth and really hit it off

That was over a year ago and let's just say the rest is history

You love visiting Mick and his family and you always come prepared with a batch of your Mamaw's peanut butter cookies

He loves when you wear your cowboy boots out because he can't quite explain it, but somehow it makes your legs and butt look so good

You're a natural with animals and kids which in Mick's head has him thinking "she's a freaking Disney princess"

Mick loves when you call him so excited about getting a new animal or something in the garden blooming

His mother adores you!! She thinks you are the sweetest woman she's ever met and she is so happy for her son

Seeing Mick in that cowboy hat just really gets you going and more often times than not when he wears you end up saving a horse and riding that cowboy

Bonfires are a regular get together for your family and Mick loves how down to Earth and sweet y'all are

He thinks it's so cute when you say things and your drawl comes out more than normal, especially when you're tired

You somehow give the letter M almost three syllables and he loves it

Your parents taught you to mainly cook from the garden and hunting and Mick is obsessed with your food, he's convinced that love as an ingredient is real

Loves to slip his hand in your back pocket when you're wearing jeans

You don't really post each other on social media much because y'all are more of a private, but not secret couple and it works so well for the both of you

You introduce Mick to some southern staples such as Moonpies, authentic biscuits and gravy, and of course some moonshine (it's not your favorite, but you'll drink it)

Some people like to assume that just cause you talk slow means your stupid and Mick can be the first one to say that is totally not the case

You have more knowledge in the back of your head than the library of Congress and he is so proud of how smart and hardworking you are

Mick loves when you come in dirty from the garden or helping out around the farm

"maybe we should shower together, save some water you know"

Mick's family loves how you're always making him smile and sometimes they swear they've never seen him this happy

Sometimes he'll find you just laying outside on the grass reading a book and he can't help but think to himself "I'm going to marry her someday"

His mom is constantly asking him when he's going to pop the question

One time you told him it smelled like it was going to rain and he looked at you like you grew another head until you explain it to him

You enjoy taking him to the local drive-in near your house and out to a small restaurant

He loves your papaw's raspberry jam and will fight anyone over the jars of it your papaw gives him

With you life for Mick slows down just a little and he sees his future in your eyes

If you're walking ahead of him and he wants you closer he'll pull you gently by your belt loops

You love taking him up to the top of the land and just watching the stars together

He loves you and he couldn't see himself with anyone else

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sleepyrouge · 2 years

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imagining dilf!kirishima (part two) word count: 5.6k pairing: kirishima eijirou x f!reader content warnings: age gap (reader is early twenties, kirishima is early thirties), kinda sugar daddy/baby dynamics but only if you squint, f!reader, reader is kind of a nervous brat, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex (but mentions of taking pill-form birth control), use of petnames, spanking (kinda?), creampie, choking, praise. also the prose in this is non-existent and the format is trash and if anyone sees any y'alls that i forgot to edit out...just.......let it rock. 18+ mdni (and no blank blogs) or you will get blocked. authors note: not me thinking about this post i made the other day for the t h o u s a n d t h time but just there's so much more to imagine, like:

it's before noon on a thursday and you have a final presentation for an elective american lit class in a few hours and you're about to climb a wall because you've practiced your presentation in your mirror so much that you can't stand the sight of your own face anymore so you end up calling kirishima. your stomach flips when you hear his voice on the other end of the line, all deep and sweet and cheery.

"hey, sweet girl! don't you have a final today?" he teases and your stomach is about to flip straight out of your body at the fact that he remembered.

"yeah, i'm really nervous about it." you chew on your lip.

"why don't you come over to the agency and practice in front of me? i don't have patrol until this afternoon." he suggests and you feel a little dumb for not thinking to suggest that yourself.

"are you sure? it won't be...weird?"

"'course not. you're my girlfriend and besides, it's my agency." kirishima continues but your brain gets all staticky after the first part of his sentence.

"i'm your girlfriend." you state slowly, goofy smile on your face that eijirou physically can't see but you can hear him chuckle on his end of the phone. it was the first time that he had called you that outright.

"i mean, i hope so, or pouring my heart out in front of that mcdonald's would have been kinda embarrassing." he jests. you cradle your phone between your shoulder and your ear as you grab your laptop and your notes from around your room and shove them in your schoolbag.

"definitely your girlfriend, eiji." you say with a broad grin on your face as your pick up your apartment keys and head out the door. "also i'm on my way." you finish up your conversation with kirishima as you bound down the stairs and onto the sidewalk.

the walk to his building isn't terribly long and is made even shorter by reciting the facts of your presentation over and over again in your head. you ride the elevator up to the floor that he texted you that he was on and just before the doors slide open, you're hit by a wave of anxiety. you know that kirishima has sidekicks that he employs at his agency that are around your age and you wonder agitatedly what they'll think of you.

too soon, the doors are opening and you hold your breath, expecting the worst but everything is relatively...mundane. like a magnet, your eyes find the door with kirishima's name on the front and you set a quick course for the door. you don't know why you did it, not really, but you slide through his door quickly, not even bothering to knock. you accidentally interrupt a phonecall he was having.

"what's she getting a degree in, anyways? learning how to tie her shoes? reciting the alphabet?" your face heats up at the sound of the man eijirou has on the other end of the line. he swivels in his chair, scrambling to cut the call short.

"goodbye, bakugou." kirishima scowls pointedly at the phone before fixing his face and looking up at you with nothing but adoration in his eyes. "hey there, sweet thing," he grins and you shake off the self-doubt trying to make itself at home in your body. "i'm so ready to see your presentation." he goes on. his office is modest, a medium oak desk with a shiny black chair and an exquisite view of the city. you take a few steps around, admiring the pictures of him in his hero costume and some with his hero friends.

silently, kirishima cups his hands dutifully on his desk as he waits expectantly for you to start your presentation but you're caught off guard by how handsome and powerful he looks sitting there, hair laying flat against his head and dress shirt unbuttoned just enough at the top to make you want to undo the rest of the buttons. it's like kirishima can read your thoughts because he starts smirking at you and it flusters you just enough to startle you out of your reverie. you pull your laptop out of your schoolbag and click around, opening up the powerpoint and sitting it where the red-head can see it. you take a deep breath and crack your knuckles before launching into your speech about the impact of the beat poet movement, specifically allen ginsberg, and the murky history of that part of american literature. by the time you were done, kirishima was leaning forward, listening intently, and the tips of your ears were practically on fire from all of the attention he was paying you. he didn't look bored in the slightest. that had to account for something, right? kirishima clapped his hands enthusiastically as you shuffled your index cards back into the correct order and shut your laptop.

"that was so informative, baby! i didn't know any of that stuff!" he encouraged, standing up to step around his desk and pull you into his broad chest. you inhaled his cologne that you loved so much and it made you a little dizzy. you wrapped your arms around his sides and tried to fight the bashful grin on your face even though he couldn't see it.

"you really think so?" your voice is muffled by his chest.

"'course i do. you're the smartest person i know." kirishima backs away a step and hooks his index finger under your chin to make you look up at him. he pecks your lips quickly and all of your nerves momentarily disappear. "can't wait to take you on a real date tonight, either." he grins and you almost balk at forgetting the previously planned engagement.

"are you sure you still wanna go out with me? are you sure you wouldn't rather go out with your friends or...anyone else?" you hated being so insecure, but more than anything, you hated the idea of being an inconvenience. kirishima tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. you nuzzled your face against his hand.

"i've been planning tonight for an entire month. there's nowhere else i'd rather be than with you this evening after my patrol." he smiles reassuringly at you and your heart swells. he was so good to you.

"thank you. y'know, for waiting for me and everything." you hope your words convey your feelings. there comes a knock at the door. a sidekick around your age, already dressed out in their gear, sticks their head through the door.

"it's almost time to go, mr. riot." the sidekick's eyes dart between you and kirishima. eijirou lets out a good-natured sigh.

"i've already told you, it's okay to just use my name." the sidekick nods dutifully.

"of course, mr. riot! i'll be waiting for you downstairs." he casts another quick glance between the two of you before retreating and shutting the door. there's a dusting of color on kirishima's cheeks when you look up at him. you grin like a lovesick puppy up at him, having never seen him interact with his colleagues before. you pull him into an easy hug.

"they just don't listen to me," he mumbles into your hair and you giggle before checking your watch. your eyes grow wide seeing the time.

"shit, i gotta go!" you exclaim-the moment over and jump over to kirishima's desk. you pack your laptop away quickly. you throw your bag over your shoulder and bound for the door, stop to think for a moment, turn around, and give eijirou a quick kiss before exiting.

hours later, you're back in your tiny apartment after finishing your presentation on campus and running errands and you're just relaxing for a minute before you start getting ready for your date (!!!) with kirishima. you're lounging on your bed in a robe and a soothing face mask when your phone chirps on your nightstand with a reminder that you have an extra credit quiz due at five. the notification sends you into overdrive because it's already four and you had a whole extensive hours-long get ready routine planned for your date and you didn't even really need to take the extra credit quiz, but what was the point in being so uptight about your education if you weren't going to take every option available to you?

so you start racing around and grab your class notes and your laptop and zoom through your quiz and manage to elaborate and remember all the facts for the essay questions better than you thought you did!! you manage to turn your quiz in just in time and you take a deep breath and start laying out your outfit for your date that consists of stuff that kirishima helped you pick out when y’all were shopping together. he wanted to take you out to a nice restaurant (much better than the one you worked at) because that “was the respectable thing to do." you finally are able to shower and do your hair and makeup and the whole process is really relaxing which really helps with your nerves, but it's also a good way to pamper yourself after the stress of finals.

too quickly, the time comes and kirishima is knocking on your door and you’re trying to run to answer the door and put your heels on at the same time and you end up falling over onto your washing machine and making a huge crashing sound and when you go to open the door, kirishima is standing there with a look of concern on his face and you’re just like “p l e a s e just give me five minutes” and he smirks like the absolute little rascal that he is and follows you into your apartment and he looks around at everything while you finish getting ready without tearing the whole place down. kirishima takes note that you have a ton of plants in your kitchen placed on the window sills and on the kitchen sink and he thinks it's really cute but he notices some of the plant leaves are ~crispy~ and the soil is kinda dry so he takes a cup and starts watering them while he waits for you.

finally, after about ten minutes, he hears your bedroom door open and you come out and see him watering your plants and you're just standing there with heart eyes (also because he looks fucking good with his dress shirt rolled up to his elbows). then he turns to look at you and he's also mega heart eyes and he tells you that you look pretty as he dusts soil off of his hands and goes over to greet you properly and give you a warm kiss on the cheek.

after that, he drives the two of you to dinner through the crowded nighttime streets and he holds your hand the whole time and there isn't much conversation on the ride there but you just can't take your eyes off of your intertwined fingers. you thought your heart might have been ready to bust when he rubbed his thumb over the tops of your fingers.

when you get to the restaurant, the hostess goes to seat the two of you and you pull kirishima along behind you by the hand and it's such a small thing that you do but he loves it for some reason. dinner passes all too quickly between eating and talking about your respective days and you end up accidentally going too far in-depth about beatniks and abie hoffman and yippies and the effect that guerilla theatre had on the american counterculture movement (which are all points you didn't have time to hit on in your presentation) but kirishima doesn't mind even though he can't focus all that well on what you're talking about because he's too busy congratulating himself on buying you an outfit that looks that good on you.

but then kirishima's feeling a little guilty because you're asking him if he's ever read "howl" since it's a masterpiece even though you're inwardly cringing at how annoying you sound but you're only doing it to get your mind off of kissing kirishima and running your hands through his stupid hair.

after dinner, eijirou drops you back off at your apartment and walks you to the door because honestly it's kind of a sketchy part of town and he's a gentleman. he kisses you goodnight and then a second time and then a third time and before you know it-before your mind has time to catch up with your tongue-you're inviting him in for ice cream. you don't know what you're doing, not exactly, but you don't have time to think anything through before you're standing in front of your coffee table with him sprawled out on the couch behind you. you're desperately trying to get your tv to work to no avail. honestly, the little tv you had was well past its prime and on its last legs, but it had been with you since freshman year and even though the stand it sat on was broken and even though the roku attachment you had for it only worked some of the time, you were attached to it. you didn't see the point in replacing something as long as it still worked well enough. eijirou chuckled behind you.

"just let me buy you a new one." as soon as he spoke, the screen sprang to life playing the last show that you were watching.

"there's no need for that! it works just fine." you grinned down at him, handed him the remote, and placed your phone on the table before going back into the kitchen to get the ice cream that you weren't even hungry for. you just wanted eijirou to hang around for a little longer.

you dug around in your freezer and found the ice cream that you had squirreled away. deciding against bowls, you were scrounging around in your silverware drawer for two clean spoons when you heard your phone ringing from the coffee table.

"hey, can you see who that is?" you called over your shoulder to eijirou as you slid the drawer closed with your hip. the ringing stopped, and too late, you realized what time it was. you watched in mild horror as kirishima cleared his throat and held the phone closer to his face.

"the notification says 'don't forget to take your birth control, you dumb hormonal bitch.'" he pauses to look over at you from the couch, a look of amusement on his face. you're only slightly mortified. "do you want me to snooze that?"

"yeah." you disappear momentarily into your bedroom and take your medicine. you reappear quickly and grab your snack and waltz over to the couch, hoping that the embarrassing interlude will soon be forgotten. you put the ice cream and spoons down on the table and feel eijirou pulling at your hand. you turn around slightly to see what he wants and he pulls you down.

you straddle his lap and his arms wrap around your waist wantonly. you feel your heartbeat quicken when he looks up at you with a lazy smirk on his face.

"i, uh, like your phone lock screen." he lets out a full chuckle then and you wonder briefly if there are any large rocks around for you to hide under.

"i was gonna change it," you pout and start to lean back to grab your phone. eijirou pulls you closer to him instead.

"don't. i like it. that was one of my first magazine covers." his lips flutter against your jaw.

"i know." you gush. "you were really handsome."

"were?" he fakes being taken aback.

"you know what i mean, eiji." your crimson nails come to scrape lightly over his hard chest passively and kirishima grabs your fingers lightly, looking at your nails in the soft glow of the television light. a little smile flashes over his face.

“when’d you get your nails done?”

“today, after my final,” you answer, recalling how you had picked the color, thinking of it as a small, unobtrusive way to show that you were his.

“i like them.” he presses light kisses to the pads of your fingers and your eyes flutter shut, humming at the simple affection.

“it’s a little dumb.” you blush and you feel kirishima’s thumb on your chin, pulling your head down to look at him.

“i don’t think so.” he says with nothing but sincerity in his eyes and if you weren’t already completely smitten beforehand, that was enough to do it.

instead of responding to him verbally, you reach down to kiss him. kirishima’s head is lazily propped up on the back of the couch. his hands tangle in your hair and your lips start to move against him more fervently. the kisses are full of heat and saliva but you’re so entranced by it and the feeling of your chest closely pressed to his that it’s a complete surprise when you feel kirishima’s sharp teeth biting down on your bottom lip. when you open your mouth involuntarily, his tongue slides into your mouth and you revel in the way it makes your stomach knot up nicely.

your hands slide down easily over his torso and through the fabric of his shirt, you can feel his defined abs constricting underneath your touch. you inhale sharply against his mouth and fight the meek feeling that comes over you when eijirou smirks against your lips. he follows your lead and traces a finger down from your jaw to the deep neckline of the dress that you wore. he ran his finger over the length of the seam until he reached one of your shoulders and pulled downwards until the whole expanse of skin was exposed. eijirou cranes his neck forward to place feather light kisses against your skin and your breath hitches in your throat at the contact. he sits back to look at you and your run your fingers through the front of his hair. he doesn't break eye contact with you as he pulls your dress down all the way to your waist, exposing your bra to him. you can't tell if your skin prickles from the cool air or his hungry gaze.

eijirou's warm hands ghost over your shoulders and chest. in the space of a blink, your back is pressed against the couch and he's sliding your dress down your legs and tossing it to the side. he takes a moment to caress up and down your smooth skin and there's no room to be self-conscious under his gaze any longer. he settles down against the cradle of your body, one strong arm holding him up by your head, and then he's lavishing every inch of your skin with searing kisses that you think might mark you for all to see. not that you would mind. as he works, you busy yourself with undoing the buttons of his shirt. it's not a hard task by any means, but it's hard to focus with all the attention that he's giving you. finally, you unbutton enough of his shirt to where your hands are only centimeters away from the top of his slacks and you start tugging to free the fabric tucked into his pants. eijirou adjusts himself to assist you in tugging his shirt off and when he does, your hand brushes only slightly against his length. how hard he is doesn't surprise you, not really, but what does is the amount. your lips part slightly in awe as you rub the flat palm of your hand up and down his cock. his forehead falls against your shoulder. his free hand moves between your two bodies to pull your hand away from him.

"you gotta stop that, baby." he growls against the shell of your ear and then he's nipping at your earlobe.

"why?" you're all innocence, looking at him with wide eyes.

"you're gonna make me cum in my pants." your heart skips a beat at the way he says it and then your eyebrows knit together in concentration as your hand moves down his body again. you hear him suck in a breath as he bites at your skin in warning.

"gonna cum for me so easy, big guy?" you pout your lips at eijirou to mock him, but your insides are all twisted up from the surge of power you feel. you can feel your own arousal starting to stick to your underwear. you hear a strained, impatient growl against your neck once more and then his hands are yanking yours away with force. a giggle bubbles out of your throat and is blotted out quickly by your panties being pushed to the side and his finger coming to circle roughly around your clit. your back arches, pressing you further into his touch, and it's eijirou's turn to chuckle now. with his free hand, he paws at one of your breasts through your bra.

"are we gonna do...this...with jurassic park playing in the background?" you whisper, a little amused and a little breathless, against eijirou's lips.

"it's actually the second one. the dinosaurs are cooler." he grins, showing off his sharp teeth and that's all it takes for you to pull him into a kiss again. jurassic park or not, you needed this man worse than anything. he pulls his hand out of your underwear and admires how your slick catches the light from the screen a few feet away. he sits up, popping his fingers into his mouth and starts unbuttoning his pants. you moan at the sight and scoot up so you're resting against the arm rest of the couch. eijirou removes his fingers from his mouth and stands up. he's dressed only in his boxers now and if you really wanted to, you could drool at the sight of him.

"come on, now." he bends over you, scooping you up with his arms circling around your waist and he pulls upwards. understanding, you wrap your legs around his middle and he bounces your body up against yours to situate you closer to him. he kisses you gently, lips molding to the shape of yours. you lose yourself in the embrace momentarily and wrap your legs tighter around him, intoxicated by the way eijirou's body feels against yours. he pulls back and rests his forehead against yours. both of you breath heavily. he treks around the edge of the couch and into the kitchen and you're leaving butterfly kisses against the planes of his face. abruptly, he stumbles and you clutch onto him harder, eyes shut and ready to feel the both of you crash into the floor, but instead, you just end up pressed roughly into the refrigerator.

"oops." there comes a consoling kiss at your lips. then one against the smooth, sensitive skin of your neck. then one right above where your heart is. one of eijirou's hands is travelling up your back to the clasp of your bra and undoing it. you pull the straps down your arms and toss it away. he bows his head lower and licks along the swell of your breasts until he can pull a nipple into his mouth. he rolls the sensitive skin gently between his teeth and kneads the other one with the pads of his thumb and forefinger. your head lolls back as far as it can. you can feel eijirou's length pressed hard against you as he explores. you roll your hips down into him. his breath stutters against your skin. you feel him moving your panties to the side with the hand currently situated against your ass. you squirm. he peers at you with a dark gaze, too close to your face to be friendly.

"wanna fuck you right here." he begs.

"think of all the sauces that'll give their lives that i might get laid if you break my fridge."

"fine." he huffs patiently. you tighten your hold around him and press a sloppy kiss against his neck as eijirou continues on the pilgrimage to your bedroom.

he tosses you gently onto your bed and you lay on your stomach, pulling him to you with an outstretched hand. no words transpire between the two of you as you tug him close to stand at the foot of your bed. your hands dip into his boxers and the first thing that you feel isn't him, but the heat radiating off of his cock. you swallow thickly and wrap your hand around his length, slowly freeing him from the fabric. precum leaks from the head of his impossibly hard cock. you run the very tip of your finger over his slit and he shudders. you scoot up, bringing your head forward.

“oh fuck, that’s my good girl.” kirishima groans, hand guiding your head when you first try to take him all in your mouth. you’re only about half of the way down his shaft and his cock is already pressing against the back of your throat and you stay there for a second, willing yourself to take more of him. letting out a huff through your nose, you pull off of his shaft with a pop and start giving kitten licks to his head again before sinking your mouth back down again, this time being able to take his dick a little farther before you’re absolutely gagging. eijirou’s grip on your hair tightens and you wrap one of your hands around the base of him and stroke in time with your mouth. your gaze fixates on him from your laid-out position on your bed and you revel in the view of him with his head rolled back and the vein in his jaw twitching. you wiggle your hips side to side subtly and try to gain some relief from the desire that you feel puddling between your legs. you can feel his cock twitching in your mouth. you take him far down your throat again and he whines out, looking back down and meeting your darkened eyes.

"makin' me feel so good, goddamn." eijirou swears and notices you wiggling your hips and bends forward slightly to grab onto the fat of your ass. he palms the flesh there once, twice, before becoming so enthralled with the sight that he loses control of himself and is pressing harder down your throat than you can handle, causing you to choke a bit and startle him back to reality. he pulls back, grinning at you sheepishly, and swats at your asscheek lovingly. you whimper at the barely-there sting. he pulls back from your mouth. you sit up, cross your legs, and almost pout. all you want is skin to skin contact-to have eijirou fill you full. he notices your displeased look and the crease between your brow. it’s hard not to purr at the sight of him standing there, lazily fisting his cock.

“what’s wrong?“ his eyes are barely open and his breathing isn’t even when your hand replaces his, slowly stroking up and down. he’s so thick that your hand can barely wrap around his girth and your mouth waters.

“want you to fuck me now.” you bite down on your bottom lip nervously.

“i was gettin’ there.” he smiles and runs a finger down the side of your face.

“no.” you find your voice and put some backbone into it. “want you to fuck me right now.” eijirou’s eyes widen at the urgency in your tone. “needed it for so long.” you add on almost in a whisper.

“i thought you wanted for us to wait until the semester was over?” he recalls an earlier conversation the two of you had weeks earlier when making out had almost gotten too heavy.

“i did and now it’s over and now i need you, eiji.” you’re almost in tears at the desire and emotions running through you. you looked up into his cherry eyes and saw a lovesick mountain of a man looking back down at you. your hand stilled against his length and came to rest in your lap. you fought the violent urge to run your index finger through the slick pooling between your legs.

"so that's why you're bein' so hard to get along with, huh?" he coos. you feel his sturdy hands pushing you back into the smooth surface of your comforter and eijirou’s body covers your own. he left searing kisses down your jaw and the slight curve of your neck. you wrap your legs around him and play with the stray hairs at the nape of his neck in response. the contact is charged, laced with need and want. you're realizing at that moment that it's not enough. the lingering taste of him on your tongue is enough to motivate you into wiggling out from underneath him. he turns on his side, head coming to rest on his hand and stare at you in amusement. your sudden inability to be satisfied is amusing to him.

you push at his upper body and he follows where you lead him until he's laying flat on his back and staring up at you with lust filled eyes. you swing a leg over his waist so you're straddling him and you roll your slit against his length.

"fuck," you pant out and he grips your hips hard enough to leave finger shaped bruises. eijirou cants his hips up to meet yours. you brace your arms against his chest and arch your back and momentarily chase your own high. you know that he's doing the same exact thing as he works his boxers the rest of the way down his legs. he pulls your torso down until it's flush against his and he has easy access to whisper in your ear.

"you still sure you want it this bad?" you nod against his forehead. he pulls your panties to the side.

eijirou has a hold of your hips as you line him up with your entrance. slowly, you start to lower yourself onto him and you hiss out as his cock journeys through your folds and pushes into you. eijirou cups your face in his hands and pushes your hair out your face. you can feel his breathing growing ragged underneath you. you lower yourself imperceptibly lower onto him. your breath catches in your throat. the stretch is almost too much.

you pause a moment and try to gather yourself. having eijirou filling you this full already felt so good but there was also the pain coupled with it. you try to push through it and manage to work yourself down about halfway before his thumb is circling your clit and his free hand is guiding you up and down. you can't even think, the feeling is so heavy and pervasive, but you're sure that nothing had ever felt as good as this. you tune into eijirou's pants and heavy breathing underneath you. gently, he's rocking his hips up to meet yours and it feels exponentially, if that was even possible, better than what you were doing. your arms turn to jelly and give out and you collapse onto his broad chest.

"wan' you to do it, feels better that way." you mumble into the empty space in the crook of his neck. his arm wrap tighter around your middle and you feel his dick twitch against your fluttering walls. if it feels this good now, you dare not even imagine what cumming feels like with him buried in you.

"gonna make you feel so good, baby." his hand strokes down your neck and he rolls his hips gently but slips further inside of you. you cry out when he hits a spot inside of you that hasn't ever been touched before. you babble out something incoherent and he repeats the action. your crimson fingernails curl violently into his chest and you register his sharp intake of breath but you just don't care as he keeps hitting the same spot inside of you over and over again. you feel like something inside of you is on the verge of breaking.

all you're capable of focusing on is the heavy drag of his cock in and out of your walls as he pounds up into you with little mercy. little white, twinkling spots are coating your vision as you nip harshly at the skin of his neck. abruptly, you're arching your back and calling out eijirou's name as a thick wave of warmth floods over you. his thrusts stutter briefly as you clamp down hard on his cock but then he's drilling into even faster and harder than before and you're only able to screw your eyes shut and babble his name over and over again at the new sensation you're feeling.

it might have been minutes or seconds that passed, but eijirou finally, mercilessly, buries himself to the hilt inside of you and lets out a deep groan. you feel him coating your insides with thick and hot spurts of his cum and you let out a squeak at the feeling. his hips finally still and you both lay there, panting, with eijirou still hard and buried deep in you. he kisses your cheek sweetly and leaves a stripe of sweat on your temple from his forehead.

"wanna do more of that." you have trouble speaking, your tongue sticking to the roof of your mouth.

"well, lucky for you, we have all summer until you go to grad school."

#reader is just like me fr because i can and WILL talk ur ear off about beat poetry #i didn't go $20000 in debt for nothing babey #bnha kirishima #mha kirishima #kirishima imagine #kirishima x reader #kirishima smut #bnha smut #kirishima eijirou x reader #dilf!kirishima #older!kirishima #kiri smut #jeni writes

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lqvesoph · 1 year

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the right shirt 2 - joão félix (social media au)

joão félix x ronaldo!sister

request: Heyyy are you doing social media au's? Cause I'd love to request a João Félix x Ronaldo's sister. Maybe like that Ronaldo wants her to wear his shirt to the matches but then she starts dating João

Yess, ofc. I have a love hate relationship with Social Media Au's tbh. I really hate to read them but I'm slut for writing them. I'll probably make this in 2 party cuz you can only add 10 pictures per post. Also I'll probably just mainly use pictures of his real girlfriends cause she's stunninggggg and has quite a lot of pictures that fit well

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liked by: joaofelix79, avrilsantos, kikalurez and 3,262,529 others

yndossantos: Someone teach me how to handle these

comments:

joaofelix79: Pretty necklace

→ yndossantos: Right??

avrilsantos: YOU WENT ON A SUSHI DATE?? WITHOUT ME??

cristiano: WOW, that's why you couldn't come to movie night?

→ yndossantos: Cris, is this really necessary?

milagomes: Babe, you look so gorgeous

fan: How's Avril coping with seeing Yn eating sushi with someone else??

→ rodrigolurez: Not good

carolinaferreira: Girl how are you so pretty??

goncaloramos88: How did you manage to eat this??

→ yndossantos: I failed miserably

→ fan: Why's he still commenting on her posts?

fan: You're so beautiful omfg

fan: Girl get away from my husband!!

→ fan: Chill down, you're 13

fan: Everyone knows...

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yndossantos: Pool Day

comments:

avrilsantos: Look at this ass omggg

→ yndossantos: 😘

kikalurez: What a beautiful pool

→ yndossantos: Big enough to...

→ cristiano: YN!!!

→ yndossantos: swim laps

milagomes: This is so aesthetically pleasing

rodrigolurez: My best friend's prettier than yours

→ yndossantos: Awww

fan: oh- OH

fan: Does she think she's distracting us with that first picture? nah nah nah. we see him, girl, we see him

fan: Why is she with him??

fan: Girl. Get away from him!!

fan: The mad 11 year olds in her comments LMAOO

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yndossantos & joaofelix79: Surprise

comments:

avrilsantos: HUGE surprise

→ yndossantos: Shhh

kikalurez: Y'all are so adorable!!

antogriezmann: Congrats but what surprise

→ yndossantos: Shhh, go along with the joke

fan: Important question, what does rodrigolurez think of him?

→ rodrigolurez: He's quite alright ig

avrilsantos: Yeah your welcome for taking the video

→ yndossantos: Thank youuuu

→ joaofelix79: Forever in your debt

→ avrilsantos: That's what I want to hear

→ fan: He's got a good relationship with her family already, i love it

rodrigolurez: Too much pda guys...

→ milagomes: Be happy you weren't there, there were making out the entire time

→ cristiano: WHAT!?

→ yndossantos: WE WERE NOT!!

→ avrilsantos: Where did you disappear to for 20 minutes?

→ yndossantos: Uh- bathroom

→ milagomes: Together?

→ joaofelix79: You're not making it look better, fofinha...

reinildoo17official: Congrats bro

fan: She's only with him for his money and fame

→ Please, she's literally Ronaldo's sister. She's got more fame than him since the day she was born lol

fan: They're mad cute

fan: Does Ronaldo approve?

fan: Bitch get away from my husband

→ fan: Tf!?

fan: How old is she?

→ fan: She's turning 19 this year

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joaofelix79: Weekend recap

comments:

cristiano: Where are your clothes!??

antogriezmann: Still don't know how you pulled her...

→ cristiano: Yeah me neither

avrilsantos:

kikalurez: God, she's so pretty

→ joaofelix79: I agree

rodrigolurez: Alright now, give her back again

fan: Her eyes omgg

→ joaofelix79: Beautiful, aren't they?

fanciscoborba: I want that dog

→ yndossantos: He's mineeee

→ fan: Isn't it João's?

→ yndossantos: No, I stole him

reinildoo17official: Bro got major rizz

fan: I don't know if I want to be her or be with her

fan: Yn always having her fingers in João's hair is so adorable!!

→ fan: Omg you're right, I've never noticed

→ yndossantos: He's got soft hair...

fan: They're both so attractive. HELPPP

fan: Idk who I'm more jealous of...

fan: João majorly fangirling about and crushing on her in the comments

→ fan: It's so cute

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yndossantos: hi

comments:

cristiano: YN!!!!

joaofelix79: You might've just signed my execution papers...

→ cristiano: Damn right...

→ fan: João, count your days lmao

antogriezmann: Bro...

avrilsantos: If Cris suffers a heart attack from this, I for sure will show this picture to your kids istg

→ cristiano: WHAT KIDS??

→ rodrigolurez: WHAT KIDS??

→ kikalurez: Avril babe YOU just gave him a heart attack lmaoo

milagomes: I'm not ready to be an aunt yet

fanciscoborba: I will show this to your dad

→ yndossantos: You don't dare

reinildoo17official: Oh so that's why you were late for training

→ cristiano: WHAT!??

→ joaofelix79: I was not

fan: Whoop

fan: CR won't be happy about that

→ fan: Seeing his little sister naked in bed with his teammate? Nah probably not

fan: I just had...

→ fan: ... and it felt so good

cristiano: Please stop posting pictures without your clothes on, thank you!!

→ cristiano: I have a suggestion as well, of what you could where. My football shirt!!!

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#joao felix #joao felix fluff #joão félix social media au #joão félix x you #joão félix x reader #joão félix #joão félix fluff #football imagine

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naturesapphic · 1 month

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Scared Baby

Caregiver!mommy!tiffany Valentine x little!fem!reader

Warnings: chucky being a sick, talks of murder, cussing, lacation, yelling but fluff at the end.

“Tiffany I don’t fucking understand why you won’t come with me! I need that kid andy so I can have his body.” Chucky snarled at Tiffany as he’s sat on the counter. Tiffany glared at the doll and shushed him as you were on the couch watching tv and cuddling your stuffed bunny that Tiffany gave you. “Shut up! I am done helping you chucky! I don’t even know why I brought you back to life. I’m done with killing. I have my girlfriend now and she age regresses. I can’t just leave her!” She whisper yelled at him and chucky just scoffed.

“She will be fine. It’s not like it’s real anyway, it’s stupid and kinda hilarious if you think about it.” Chucky laughed obnoxiously as he talks about your age regression. Tiffany felt her blood boil as he keeps going on and on about murder and how stupid age regression is. “Come on babe. Just ditch the weird fucking chick and come back with me. We don’t even have to get Andy, we can just go on a killing spree and chop off their heads and keep them as trophy’s!”

He started and you heard him over the tv which made you whimper out and start crying. “Shit! Now look at what you did chucky! You scared her!” Tiffany yelled at him and she went over to where you were sitting at and scooped you up in her loving arms and starts rocking you gently as chucky gags in disgust. “It’s okay my little baby…mommy is here…I’ll make the bad man go away I promise. I’ll be right back doll. You can be a good baby and wait for mommy can’t you?” Tiffany said softly as she looks into your eyes and reassures you.

You gave her a slow nod as Tiffany puts you back down on the couch with your stuffy and turns up the tv so you drown out anything else you may hear. Tiffany grabbed chucky outside and threw him on the ground. “You crossed the fucking line now chucky and I am so fucking done with you!” Tiffany yelled out as she started to pour gasoline all over him and lights him on fire which caused his soul to be destroyed and for him to be gone forever.

Satisfied and happy, she puts the burnt pieces into the trash can outside and waltz’s back into the camper to see her little baby still watching tv. “Oh there’s my good little baby!” Tiffany said happily as she scoops you into her arms and caresses your face gently with her nails. “Since you have been such a good girl. Why don’t I give you a reward hm?” She said as your face lights up in happiness. You stomach grumbles and you pout up at her as your hands go to her full breast. “Milky mommy Pweasie…” you beg her and she gives you a big reassuring smile. “Anything for you doll.” Tiffany states as she pulls down her corset to reveal her full breast.

You love your mommy’s boobs, even if you don’t need to feed from her, you always love to kiss them, play with them, take naps on them and just touch them. Tiffany doesn’t mind at all, she thinks it’s endearing and adorable. You lean up and attach your mouth onto her nipple and softly suckle from them. Tiffany rocks you back and forth as you keep suckling on her and eventually you fall asleep. “Don’t worry baby. The bad man is gone forever and he won’t ever bother us again. I’ll protect you darling.”

A/n: I hope @4-wxnder enjoys this! I’m sorry it took so long for me to make this. Requests are still open for all of my characters including of course Rhea ripley/Demi Bennett. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here's my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y'all!

#seed of chucky #chucky #tiffany valentine x fem!reader #tiffany ray valentine #tiffany valentine #tiffany valentine x reader #jennifer tilly x fem!reader #jennifer tilly x reader #jennifer tilly

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ladycloudless · 4 months

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y'all don't know her or her kids, but here are their redesigns (I was to lazy to do a proper ref sheet for the kids-)

Here's Siren with her children ✨

That's a gray shirt it's not sheer fabric despite how it looks-

Oki so first up the adoptive mother Siren!

Siren a immortal with dwarfism, she's mentally and physically in her 30's. She used to run her poison shop in the countryside before settling in Megalopolis upon its foundation days. Her shop continued being for poison and it also a semi baking shop in the modern times. She has a snake attached to the back of her head who she calls Helen. She loves her kids deeply. She's has a hypnotic singing voice. Is unpredictable when drunk. She loves adding poison to her meals for "flavor". She also loves carrot cake, so she does bake a lot. (Doesn't add poison to her baking unless her sons asked her to) Her height is 4'3

Up next the oldest kid Heng!

Heng, a monkey demon that's somewhere in his 2,000s but is mentally and physically 20. He's been around with his ma since he was a little baby. He's the more serious one out his siblings, but doesn't mind helping with whatever silly things they're up to. He's honestly more of country monkey than city, but he doesn't mind it. He is not one to give up so easy, he's immune to most poisons, quite clear with his emotions, isn't one to just stand there to let others come at him with their negative emotions, often standing his ground. He likes playing the wooden flute and performs tricks with light, forming them into sparkles. An inch shorter than his sister. He's 5'5.

Next is Jun!

Jun, a human 25 years old, got adopted when he was 7, works at his ma poison shop. He has a good immune system against poison, adding poison to his meals sometimes. (Despite being told to stop by his sister, of course he doesn't listen) He always has antidotes on hand in case he needs it, or if someone else ate his food. Wearing that strange blindfold(?) is a fashion choice. He's the tallest out of the family, being 6'0. He likes races, but his favorite being chicken racing. Has a liking for cheese tea and often is out late just chatting with anyone who doesn't mind talking with him. He's protective of his family. He's also a bit of a drama queen.

The last and youngest, Viviana!

Viviana, 18 years old. Adopted when she was 10. Also works at her ma's poison shop/semi bakery, cause well- fascination with poison seems to run in the family. She doesn't do poison in her meals like her brothers do, cause one why do that. And 2, she likes having her meal the way it is. She realizes she was in the wrong body when she was 15 and started her transition after telling her ma and brothers, which they happyily helped with. She likes how pretty the poisons can look in their containers. She has a sketchbook just filled with paint splatters cause she likes how it looks and how the colors blend together. She has a girlfriend named Huo Ai (belongs to @/auggiestuff_ on Instagram) who she adores so much.

And that's it! ✨

#lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid oc #art #digtal drawing #lmkoc #monkie kid art #snake #monkiekid #monkie kid fanart #family #digital illustration #colorful

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elvisabutler · 1 year

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1k angst prompt “Did you really think it’d be that easy?” With your Elvis! Selkie au please

and never again i'll go sailing

fandom: elvis presley | elvis ( 2022 ) rating: t with brief implications of sex pairing: elvis presley x female reader word count: 4069 warnings: mentions of seal skin. me playing fast and loose with selkie myth. jerry is a werewolf. mention of gambling. mentions of the colonel. mentions of elvis's poor health. mentions of implied violence against other people. the reader briefly being concerned about violence against her. elvis's anger issues. fights in pools. author’s note: thank you for this anon! i apologize for how long you had to wait because i had a whole issue trying to write this. i do enjoy how it turned out and i hope if you're still reading this that you enjoy reading it! this was done for my 1k gala that's been closed since march, based on angst line “did you really think it’d be that easy?” this is based on/in the same universe as the selkie au i wrote. not required to read it but it makes things make a lot more sense. y'all know the drill, real elvis or austin elvis works fine for this despite the moodboard. also seriously anyone who likes this au earns my undying adoration. i truly never thought anyone would enjoy this let alone multiple people so it delights me to see it. i also thrive on comments as usual and welcome them into my askbox.

As it turns out detangling a man who signed away his life under what you feel were dubious circumstances at best was harder than it looked. It's a fact you shouldn't be surprised about, you figure, after all, since the very moment you laid eyes on Colonel Tom Parker across the table with your eyes peering at him over your cards. You knew he wasn't perhaps the most honest of men. You know that carny men were always slippery as snakes when it came to business. Once upon a time you had run into a lawyer who- while a piss poor poker player was actually quite competent at his job. Problem was that you never had quite clarified with him what branch of law he specialized in. His business card didn't even help on that front either. A voice inside the back of your head reminds you to point that out to the man. Partially out of the goodness of your heart but also in the interest of keeping the man practicing and under gainful employment, just so you could use of his services if need be beyond this particular day.

"His contract- it's- it's not ironclad, there's some wiggle room but it's a tricky one to get out of." You end up opening and closing your mouth several times before the lawyer- Aiden, you think his name is, takes pity on you. "You didn't think this was going to be easy did you?"

Your face hardens just slightly, a fact both Elvis and Aiden pick up on before Elvis lays a comforting hand on your shoulder and squeezes.

"Down, darlin'," he says before leaning closer so that only you can hear his next words, "down my yittle seal wife. Ain't gonna do us any good to have get angry and start barkin'. Leave that to me."

Your chest shrinks down from the puffed out position you were in as you side eye him, your words coming out a harsh whisper, "Hard to bark if you haven't been able to shift."

It's a cruel comment that you at least partially regret the moment it leaves your mouth. Elvis's face had fallen, hurt coloring his features before he plasters a smile on his face and looks over at Aiden. "Can ya help me though? Get me outta this mess- this lil trap he's got me in?"

Aiden looks between the pair of you and the papers in front of him and exhales. "I can but you have to give me a bit of time. Especially if you want it done right."

"I'm supposed to go on a tour in a month," Elvis frowns, "that too tight of a timeframe for you?"

"Depends, is your girlfriend going to be the one I'm having to tell that to or you?" He tries to quip but you aren't as good at gambling as you are without recognizing a person's tells. There is no way he can do this in a month but he isn't about to admit it to both of you.

You manage a hint of a smile before shaking your head. "Oh no, you'll be telling Elvis that all on your own. I won't have a thing to do with it."

Aiden looks at you suspiciously but manages to compose himself well enough to make it so Elvis doesn't notice- or doesn't care to pay attention. You figure he can sense that you know what he's saying is complete horseshit but for the sake of everyone involved it's best to just let it sit for now. It's best to let things sit and not press lest something blow up in everyone's faces.

The meeting goes for another ten minutes but it feels almost closer to an hour before you find yourself walking out with Elvis, his arm around your waist pulling you close enough that his nose buries itself in your hair as he murmurs to you. "Ya think he was lyin'? Think it's gonna be that easy for him to get it done that quick?"

"We'll see," you answer as you step into the car, not wanting to crush his hopes just this once, "we'll see."

In hindsight, not telling Elvis might have done more harm than good as you come to realize after the fourth argument in less than two weeks between him and the Colonel. You figure it's about the fact that he wants to be let go from the contract without paying an arm, a leg and Graceland to this man but tonight you realize the real reason. You realize that yes it's partially about that but it's also about you. It's about the skin.

"I told ya we've got it safe. She's keepin' it safe like she's supposed ta. Like ya were supposed ta, ya goddamn toad." Elvis's words are muffled through the door but you don't dare walk in to your shared room just yet. Perhaps it's because you want to spy a little or perhaps you're worried about his mood being taken out on you, not that he's necessarily given you the indication that he ever would do that. Normally he might somehow sense you're on the other side of the door but today he doesn't. It's silent for a moment except for Elvis's breathing and you almost make the move to enter before you hear another yell.

"Jus'- jus' lookin' out for me. That's fuckin' rich. Might've started out that way but keepin' the damn thing away from me damn near killed me. Ya would've fuckin' killed me if she hadn't-" There's a brief pause before he launches back into his tirade again. "No, I don't care that she lied 'bout it. Hell, she was gonna come clean. She- it ain't like 'Cilla, she's it. She's it and I wouldn't've known if she hadn't won it from ya. Jus'- Stop goddamn actin' like ya care. Stop actin' like my daddy."

The slam of the phone makes you jump on the other side of the door and finally has you turning the doorknob to get inside. Elvis is angry, it's clear as day from the tension in his shoulders, the way his chest- his glorious chest- heaves up and down with heavy breaths. It's clear as day and makes you feel surprisingly a little skittish as you walk up to him and place your hand on his shoulder.

"Calm do-" you start to say before stopping yourself, and making it so Elvis turns to face you, "breathe."

There's something fascinating in the way that Elvis relaxes at the request. You've known he doesn't take orders from anyone, truly and that if he doesn't want to do something and it doesn't involve his fans and performing? Oh, he won't do it. He is the quintessential ideal of you can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink. But this time, in this case he relaxes so quickly that you can't help but smile and move to give him a kiss in a show of thanks.

You open up your mouth to ask him what that was about before he cuts you off, seemingly reading your mind. "I knew he wasn't gonna wanna let me go. Knew he'd hate ya 'cuz even when- even 'fore I knew ya had my skin he wasn't a fan of ya. Made it worse when I took my skin back from ya," your eyes tighten and water at the memory as Elvis continues, "and he told me that it wouldn't be easy. Told me comin' back that bein' wit' ya'd be hard as anythin' 'cuz I wouldn't know if ya wanted me even if ya couldn't control me. Didn't have my leash. And he jus' won't let it go. Won't admit to himself that he ain't gonna have me footin' his gamblin' bill and lifestyle much longer. I- I'm real thankful for everythin' he did but-"

"You want to be free. You want to do what you want with your career." You finish off his thought for him and move to cup his cheek. "You know you're going to get that, right? You know I'm not going to let him drag you back here. We're gonna get you untangled and we'll make plans to go to let you tour and I'll come with you. You'll get to swim in the Northern European waters. Get to swim in the Mediterranean."

Elvis's jaw tightens as he grips your wrist. "Yeah. If I can 'member how t' shift. Mama'd be embarrassed to see me strugglin' this bad."

A laugh, a small little chuckle leaves your lips as you shake your head. "From what I've heard she'd probably be more mad at the Colonel for keeping you from your skin for so long to cause it. You- You're putting too much thought into it."

Elvis hums before moving away from you. "Ya- Baby, Darlin', ya don't get it. Ya my yittle seal wife and ya got a goddamn seal who can't show off. Wanna let ya have me swim beside ya, wanna have ya watch me swim circles 'round ya. Without that- I ain't a very good selkie am I?"

You want to tell him that's not why you're with him. That the skin doesn't mean anything to you. You want Elvis no matter what he is or how his body betrays him. You want him mind, body and soul because he's already captured yours wholeheartedly. It's hard to explain that though, hard to explain that even if he wasn't a seal you'd still have fallen for him. You're so lost in your own thoughts swirling around your head that you miss some of his words and only catch the tail end of his last words.

"Can't have ya leavin' me for someone else."

Your heart threatens to break in two at the implication, at the mere idea of leaving him for someone else. It's never been about the skin even if it might have pushed you two together in ways you're both so very unsure of. It's been about him wiggling his way into your heart through talking and kissing and coming back after he was given back his skin. It doesn't take you a minute before you're practically forcing your way into his arms, your arms wrapping around his torso and pulling him in tight. He needs to feel how your heart beats for him and how you may have never figured you'd fall for him of all the people but God, you have fallen so irrevocably in love with him that there's no turning back. He doesn't speak and doesn't move for a long while before you feel him nuzzling at your hair and hear the inhale of his breath as he murmurs a few words.

"Promise me you won't take home away."

Promise you won't take you away is what he means you think and you can't help but nuzzle into his chest, his chest hair tickling your nose just a little as you whisper back. "They'd have to drag me away."

"I can't do it like this. Ya know how many people are goddamn watchin' from their rooms?" Elvis manages to keep his voice down to not attract more attention but all it does it aggravate you more.

"Do you have a better idea that works? You told me you don't think the bath works and it's not like we can just go off to Lake Mead. There's a finite amount of options, Elvis." You mutter, running your hand across your face. "You want to practice trying to shift and tomorrow's shows are canceled. It's the perfect time to do it."

Elvis hates how nervous he sounds when he speaks again. He's a man who doesn't get embarrassed, who's been in the spotlight for damn near two decades- there's no reason for him to be so shy about this but it's different. Shifting isn't supposed to be done where other people can see it unless he trusts them. Only Jerry and you and maybe some of the Mafia are supposed to see. Family is supposed to see, not fans who want to catch a glimpse of Elvis Presley. "They're gonna see and it's gonna be-"

"It's gonna be what? Elvis, it is 11PM, I don't know who you think is being nosy and looking outside their window but it's just me here. It's just your goddamn seal wife trying to help you shift." Your anger and frustration are starting to get the better of you and you can feel your body heating up the angrier you get. "Just relax, Elvis."

In a flash Elvis is in front of you, his wet hair sticking to the sides of his face and the top of his head. Another time and you'd think this was the most attractive you've seen him for a while but right now all it does is frustrate you. "Can't relax with ya tryin' to yell at me. It's- goddammit, Y/N, ya don't- it's supposed to be easy. Like breathin' for me. And here I am struggling to even get one part of my body to turn the way it should."

Your first instinct is to push back at him, to remind him that you're not trying to yell at him but he's pushing every single one of your buttons and the two of you are far too alike when it comes to that. But you hear the frustration in his voice and the hurt that his body won't cooperate. He's been able to halt the damage caused by not having the skin for so long but he can't seem to reverse this damage. His body is still betraying him even after he gave it the one thing it was missing. Your chest twists a little at the realization as you watch Elvis tread the water with you in the pool. Looking at his face you're reminded of the little boy he must have once been learning how to shift from his mama and in that moment you swear you feel a cold breeze wash over you that has you shivering loud enough for Elvis to pull you close to him.

"Ya alright?" He asks, but there's this pleading edge to it, a desire for you to answer yes even if you're not.

"Just a little wind, E," you answer simply before moving to cup his face. "Did you really think it was going to be that easy to relearn how?"

His face is bashful when he answers and if you weren't still at least a bit frustrated with him you'd have laughed at how it turns him into what feels like a sixteen year old boy in trouble with his mama. "I did. I learned it once from mama. Should be able to 'member how."

A hum leaves your lips as you shake your head. "You also didn't shift for over a decade. You forget things, bury them down when they aren't useful to you any more. Just- breathe, Elvis. Relax and take a deep breath and try again. Picture you and I in Hawai‘i when this is all over. You swimming around me, nuzzling at me. Showing everyone I'm yours."

The pair of you shut your eyes together, just swimming next to one another, treading the water and breathing until you hear a splash that has your eyes shooting open. The pool is darker than you'd like but you had been able to see Elvis up until now. Your breath quickens as you quietly call out his name. You can't see him and there was that splash and the panic threatens to wrap around you before you feel a nudge against your leg. You feel a large nudge that's only able to be done by something not human against your leg and you look down to see what looks like a seal in the water. The only response that comes to mind is a squeal as you see him, delight overwhelming you before Elvis manages to peek his head above the water. The bark he makes at you sounds so much like his laughter that you can't help but laugh and pull him into a hug, ignoring just how slippery he is.

He shifts back quicker than you think he'd like but it's progress. It's a step in the right direction.

You were right about Aiden not being able to make it so Elvis didn't have to go on the tour and Elvis's reaction isn't pretty to say the least. He keeps himself in check purely because you're there reminding him that Aiden is trying and it's just one more tour. It's just one more grueling tour before he can take easier ones. Before he can take his time spending days at a time in cities if he wants. The reminder helps but once you're back to the hotel and the Colonel is knocking on the door you know what you're destined to deal with is Elvis's anger and depression over the matter. You have pressing issues you have to attend to and it's the only reason you don't stay up there during the meeting and why Elvis doesn't press.

Two hours later and you enter a dark room with Elvis reading something in the low light of a lamp by the bed. Any other time and you'd slink out of your clothes and climb in next to him but you choose to remain in your clothes and sit on the edge of the bed. "That bad?"

"That bad," he answers simply, turning a page with pursed lips. "Ain't gonna get a wink of sleep. Added one more date to make up for my foolishness and- I jus' wish ya were comin'. Know ya can't 'cuz there ain't a damn thing in our life that can be easy but- ya'd have made it better. Made it easier to handle. Ya gotta make him work harder, darlin'. Can't do another season like this. I gotta get outta here."

The aggravation and hurt seep into your voice despite your best efforts. You've known Elvis expects a lot from the people he cares about but you've been trying harder than anyone else to make sure he can run free. To make sure he can swim whenever and wherever he wants. You're the one in charge of his skin, you're his seal wife and he's damn near treating you like an actual one. "E, you don't think that's what I've been trying' to do? That's all I want for you. I don't want you tied down like you have been. I don't think you have many years left in you if you are. You need to be able to get out of this city permanently. Sure, you can come back if you want but not- you need to not be tied down and be forced to come back year after year. You deserve freedom."

Freedom to do whatever even if it means running off from you and finding someone who doesn't know about him being a seal. Who he can count on being in love with him without a skin binding them together. You don't necessarily want to be his legal wife but getting called his yittle seal wife hurts sometimes. As if all you're there for it to be another bodyguard for Elvis Presley. "I'm trying."

Elvis looks up from his book and notes the hurt on your face before setting it down on the nightstand and opening up his arms as a hint for you to cuddle up to him. When you do he presses a kiss to your temple. "'m just angry, darlin'. Keep havin' things get in our way and I- I felt like this with 'Cilla. Felt so in love and I don't feel like losin' that again. Wanna make a life wit' ya. Travel the world. Have ya meet my lil pup." His words trail off as he moves his hand down to your torso, not saying another word for a moment. "Wanna build a life that we can both enjoy, ya know? Don't wanna push ya away. Don't wanna- I jus' want things to be a lil easier for us. Ain't we been through enough already? Jus' need a break from God. Been askin' him for one."

You're not nearly as religious as Elvis but you've been praying for God to do it too. He deserves it and you like to think you do too. It's a simple request that just hasn't been fulfilled yet. You bite your lip before you speak. "Maybe it's coming soon. It's like your shifting, Elvis. Just give it time."

"Darlin', like ya said, I ain't sure I got a lot of that left."

It's funny how something about that night changes things. He goes on tour and gives brilliant performances and you hear about the articles and the reporters talking about how he's more invigorating than he has been in years and it fills you with warmth. He's showing off the man you fell for. The man who has all the energy in the world for his fans on the stage and off it. He's a man with a new outlook on life and it does something to you. It reminds you that all this is going to be for naught if he has to come back her to wilt. Aiden is more a little terrified of you after the second time you come by in less than a week, demanding an update better than he's working on it.

A judge has to get involved and you have to get Elvis's permission to use funds to keep things hush hush and out of the papers. This is a private matter for now, it doesn't need to be plastered everywhere, tarnishing his reputation and tarnishing the goodwill he's receiving. The judge as it turns out takes one look at the contract and the circumstances surrounding it and throws it out. Doesn't make the Colonel pay anything back and lets him keep small residuals of Elvis's income- a fact you're not a fan of but will concede to just as much as Elvis does. But they free him.

Elvis has to get a new manager and asks Jerry to step in at least for a little bit, just to smooth over a transition unless he wants to balance him and the Beach Boys. Jerry does and it's- it works better than you think it will as you watch the two men work together with an ease you almost envy. A world tour is planned faster than you think was possible until Jerry tells you everyone's had it in their back pocket without Elvis knowing. They only realized it might become a reality when they saw how you and him interacted. They saw a hope that they thought was gone for good.

The first night at Graceland is calmer than you think it would be and you find yourself against Elvis's chest, playing with his chest hair as you both bask in an afterglow that rivals the best of shows or the best of poker hands. Elvis voice rumbles in his chest as he speaks. "Finally get to do what I want when I want. Think it's gonna get easier now?"

"Maybe," you murmur, kissing his chest. "But, there's a quote, I think, that goes something like nothing worthwhile in life is easy. And I like to think all of this qualifies. Figure you and I do too." You pause. "I wouldn't complain if it did get easier though. It's been an exhausting time."

"Mhmm," Elvis hums, "think we oughta take a vacation after the new tour. One where I don't work. Hawai‘i and the two of us with Cilla and Lisa sounds-"

You cut him off with a kiss. "Sounds like perfection and like the easiest thing in life for us to do. Four months traveling the globe and stopping there for another month."

The smile that crosses his face is brighter than any sun and you can't help but smile back. "That- That's why you're the perfect seal wife for me. Goddamn brilliant woman."

"Goddamn charming seal." You quip back before he lets out an mock offended gasp and rolls on top of you as you both laugh until you're breathless.

It might not have been easy but it's worth it.

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webbfluid · 7 months

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@ppctts sent: ‘Ship Bias’ :3

So I got like five of these and out of canonical ships I don't have many so this is gonna be the real list ( probably with the boring picks ) and the others will be spitballing off the dome - like an idiot.

𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐘 -

A.K.A. DUH number one. This is actually one of the very very few gripes that I had with the world Insomniac created for the Spider-Man game, that being her exclusion. While I do appreciate that it makes his relationship with Mary Jane deeper because they were friends when they were younger and he cared for her since the beginning instead of her coming after Gwen I just . . . really do like Gwen Stacy. I know their relationship dynamic from TASM is probably better well known I enjoy how she was in original comics after the death of her father ( which naturally she blamed on Spidey) and that obviously leaves Peter conflicted. If I recall she died never knowing he was under that mask.

Beyond that, I do think they complement each other well since she was also very intelligent. Love the thought of him being able to bounce ideas off of her and get feedback. Issues with webbing fluid, web shooters, how to deal with specific enemies.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐍 -

A.K.A. DUH number two. Look we all knew she would be on here. This was Stan Lee's favorite ship and while I have a few issues with how it's portrayed some of the time ( and no we are not talking about the current run by HOLY SHIT ) it's solid. They are adorable af. She's great not only as Peter Parker's girlfriend / wife, but as her own character she can be amazing depending on who is writing her. Do love how they made her this ballsy journalist in the game because it allowed her to share in some of Peter's responsibility even when he tried to stop her. This desire to tell the truth no matter the cost.

And oh my god I am not going to bury this post in how I feel about her in Renew Your Vows. Maybe we could have given her a better alias than Spinneret but who gives a damn you let Mary Jane Watson put on her own suit and be a web head?? Y'all let her chuck a damn subway train because YOU DON'T TOUCH MY HUSBAND??? Let her be a mama bear for their child, let her protect her husband because he needs help too, more than just emotionally - I just.... I'll stop now.

𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐘 -

C'mon . . . this is just Batman and Catwoman with more spider-based quipping and a less gruff good guy. When we allow Felicia to be a 3-dimensional character and more than just ❝ Hot Girl Wears Tight Catsuit, Steals Shiny Thing, Teases Superhero ❞ the potential of them together is great. I think two of my favorite depictions of their relationship both come from cartoons instead of comics ( comics which I still need to read... sue me ). When she first appears in Spider-Man the Animated Series she wasn't even Black Cat yet, just Felicia Hardy, well off and somehow crushing on fucking Peter Parker of all people. Then they lead into her becoming the cat burglar we all know in such a great way.

Then her episodes in Spectacular Spider-Man? The episode where she tries to break her dad out of jail and it just so happens that HE's the man who killed Uncle Ben?? And then his morality and anger gets the old man to decide to stay in jail, and accept his punishment, and she just goes off on Pete... gives me feelings.

𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐘𝐃𝐄 -

Alright, we're getting a tad bit more interesting, out of the most common territory. So, I am not a big fan of the Ultimate Universe and there are some obvious reasons for this. One of the things that I did enjoy was the relationship between Peter and Kitty and it just makes sense that he'd end up romancing with a mutant. Somehow he has had this fairly close relationship with the X-Men for a long time and to my recollection almost never has any romance with a mutant? Why??

While how they chose to make Peter Parker an absolute asshole considering how he ended things with Kitty, which if I'm not wrong was that he just ghosted her and went to MJ?, it was cute while it lasted.

𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑 -

You can't tell me that dating a FORENSIC SCIENTIST isn't completely on brand for Peter? Just so happens to be a close friend of Harry Osborn's current flame. Adorable as all hell. Is it a bit odd that he asked her out at a costume party where she was dressed as his EX-girlfriend Black Cat? Oh yeah, totally, but it's comics so what are you gonna do?

They were just adorable. Naturally, they weren't fated to date forever, she broke up with him after putting together that he was Spider-Man. Seeing as he lied to her their entire relationship instead of just fessing up to the dual identity.

#ppctts #( 🤟🏻 ) ⸻ 𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑬 : ｟ ooc ｠#/ long post

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itoshi-s · 1 year

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Have you ship ur moots yet? If you haven't I kinda wanna see it :)

hi nonnie !!! UH OH i had to let it marinade in my inbox for a lil but it's here finally ˃̵ᴗ˂̵

considering i'm moots with quite a few people on here,, i included just these that i interacted w the most / followed for the longest !! </3 i love each n every single one of u tho MWAH bbies !

@garoujo & nagi ,, they're endgame </3 i don't make the rules they come in a pack ! sweetest gamer couple ever !!!!! have u seen them at the gym 2gether !! @_@ u cannot tell me otherwise n if you think any different,, you're delirious LOL

@haitanisbug keelo my beloved ,,,, u belong w the haitanis in a poly ship </3 PLEASEEEEE you'd rock their world. and make them do the filthiest most insane shit 2 each other. MHM MHM i am rooting for this . also: shinichiro >_< keep that boy on a leash !

@tinymaru & reo !!!!! OBVIOUSLY DUH ! reine makes his rich boy ass so whipped i know it . reo's told me himself he's so in luv ong o_o also have u seen them on a double date w/ seishiro & emmie .. THE CUTEST ever !

@yaakultt n loser isagi ........ the pretty sassy girlfriend w her lame golden retriever bf .. >_< BUT ALSO ever since i picked up hq i SOOOO definitely get ur selfship w kags. it just works. i see it so well kayla i am a BIG fan !!!!

@katasstrophy RIVER hear me out.. let me tell u soMETHING LET ME TELL U SOMETHING ... sae .. it makes SOOOOO much sense. he'd LOVE u and your snarky ass. constant teasing but he smiles at u when you're not looking. PLSSSS also. ever since u outed urself as a ushijima kinda gal .... yeah.. i see it vividly he adores u. somethin about u being an aspiring writer ,, abt u being all crazy n fun and him just @_@ falling head over heels for u bc you're similar in a way but then again,, there's some differences that make it so much more enthralling. SOBBING i have sm more to say abt both of these ships

@ryudoll *slams fists on the table* RYUSEI !!!!!!! i don't take any criticism @_@ the sweetest shy gf w/ her clinically insane boyfie ??? HELLO ?? jae you'll always be the otp in my eyes ! always forever ! he's your crazy doberman boyfriend BUT u keep him on a lil pink leash and he always comes crawling back </3 PLEASE this is so cute. i am biting my fist as we speak

@lalunanymph DAWN PLS .. KAKUCHO.. i remember reading ur works back in my tokrev era and you were the one (1) single content creator on here to make me see the potential in this man !!!! how else would u do that if u weren't literal soulamtes o_o y'all just. belong together. all classy but sweet. thinkin of u two in the bonten timeline....... how you'd ABSOLUTELY turn heads ........ you're the IT couple you're the moment ! </3

@iitoshi ALL THE RINS !!!!!! all of em ! pls the way i can't wait to get to hq s4 just to meet suna n see the yet another rin that bagged u ! >_< but also !!!!! idk how u feel abt him but your vibes make me think of mitsuya sm </3 you're both the sweetest n I KNOW he'd be obsessed. i wanna see that happen mhm mhm

@saetoshis KUNIGAMI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NNGHHHHHH or or or tengen OR ANY BEEFY MAN U DESIRE MOSHI ! cuz u would bag them 100000000%. i think of you and i think of big juicy sturdy men ! kuni is my 1st choice tho <3 you're his biggest fan n he makes sure he shows gratitude in ... various ways........ some filthier than others ADKLHK but you're the sweetest couple ik it </3

@no3tis LALA HEAR ME OUT .. bachira ............. @_@ I KNOW you'd be the most fun couple 2 be around and i'd most probably piss myself laughing around u two LOL you're both insane n i lub u <3 you give me such similar vibes but it WORKS i can see you together so well !!!!!!1 one of these couples that u glance at and just FEEL that they're perfect for each other !

@haithamuse ESTHER i might not know the al haitham guy just yet but. BUT ! he gives me v smart vibes and so do u and IT WORKS in my mind !!!!! idc if i got it wrong cuz it's 1000% true to me (>_<) !! but also. let me just suggest ....... the man himself that you'd DEF bring down on HIS knees instead !!! kaiser @_@ pls you're already like past the language barrier n almost neighbors too. just fall in love already i wanna see that happen KDAJHAK

@dark-mnjiro n barou !!!!!! PLSSSS lee. sigh you'd make this man reach his full malewife potential that we all KNOW he has. you're the couple that makes everyone heal !!! the couple that makes all ur friends feel like you're the parents of the group LOOOOL the vibes are immaculate n u always make me feel so giddy whenever we interact ! it only makes sense u make shoei feel the same & put his guard down around u ! </3

#SOB if i missed u on here i am so sorry ! i am writing these off the top of my head !#it's so messy but i hope it makes sense LOL i went off vibes n self ships / thirsts mostly cuz some of these are like .. canon .....#i don't make the rules !!!!! you're soulmates in like a different reality or some shit i just know it #it's the gut feeling mhm mhm !#n i looooove applying the personality of u online to the way u choose your favs. like. it's always connected and i love working it all out #it makes sm sense most of the time <3 and it's so exciting #also the nonnie that sent in the bllk moot matchup rq #i hope its sufficient enough lol </3

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pepperbox · 1 year

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What are your thoughts on the Trigun reboot?

the big tl;dr is that i'm enjoying it a lot!! there are a couple things that i'm like, not suuuuper thrilled about but overall: it's a yes from me!

(for clarity, i was a huuuuuge fan of the '98 anime and watched it with my mom as a kid! i read trimax later in life and adored that, and now the og anime is like. fine?? but comparatively falls flat for me now as an adult in my 30s. i've rewatched the anime only once as an adult but i've reread trimax uhhhhh three times in the past year alone lolol)

i'm gonna bullet point this bc that's just how my brain works best:

i love the animation! there have been a few instances where it felt off, but overall it's been a feast for my eyeballs

I'M SORRY BUT I LOVE THE NEW VASH DESIGN transmasc icon, he's perfect. i am absolutely not biased, ignore my undercut--

also it updated his look for the 2000s?? the broomhead was a Look in the 90s but it's so dated now i'm SORRY LMAO

also who out here is making hair gel on this fucking desert planet, i s2g,

the inclusion of roberto at first i was kinda ??? about but i quickly adjusted to him, esp as he started throwing soon-to-be-dead-mentor flags all over the fucking place. he cracks me up but i'm legit just waiting at this point for him to die to further meryl's development and to pass the torch derringer on to her

i do hope millie makes an appearance for meryl (so they can be girlfriends, as is only right) but her absence really doesn't break trigun for me bc uhhhh y'all, her and meryl have relatively minor roles in trimax and straight up disappear for like, volumes at a time

also i really hated her random romance with wolfwood in the 98 anime even as a kid and i will never forgive it for that

but ymmv!!!

i do think the pacing is a bit fast and i wish they either had longer episodes or more episodes to let it breathe a little! not entirely plot-wise because i actually like the reveals so far we've gotten because it's keeping even long time fans guessing for what's coming, but just for the relationships between the characters

like i would like more casual interactions between the four protags, and more vash & wolfwood getting to know each other before we jumped right to them butting heads so aggressively over morality and killing

but i do love that it also heavily showcases the consequences of vash's actions (or inaction)

because as meryl pointed out during the nebraska fight, he isn't actually doing anyone a kindness, he's just running away from pain

i am also sad that they took wolfwood AND livio's tits by the looks of it

rip 😔

also i am. not thrilled about elendira? i was really excited to see my wife on screen but instead they did that to her :(

ANYWAYS

i am curious about where the story is going to go!! because lost july hasn't happened yet but we're walking towards it, but when?

is it going to be mid-season? is it going to be the end of s1 if we're getting more than one season? will there be a time skip?

will [redacted manga spoilers] arrive?

will we get to see chronica and domina??

there's still SO much to cover, but i know they're mashing some things together (like jeneora rock was a couple different settings smashed into one, and it seems like the gung-ho guns and the eye of michael are even more woven together??) so we'll see but

I HAVE QUESTIONS

BUT YEAH like!!!! i am enjoying it a lot overall!! i have a few gripes with it but i am so fucking happy to be watching trigun again, and as much as i would adore a 1-to-1 trimax adaption like they did with fma, i am really enjoying it being a retelling because i genuinely don't know what's going to happen!! it's fun!! i'm having fun!!

also there's a really emo thought i had about all trigun adaptions just being different lives for everyone and they're just caught in a loop

history doesn't repeat but sometimes it rhymes

but!!

i also love the fact that it's screaming that it's a passion project. that people who love the source material are all working on it, with nightow. they're bringing back VAs for both japanese and english versions, fans are animating and voicing it, it's amazing and shows how much love is going into this series, and i'm so glad to be able to experience it again

#trigun

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willow-lark · 1 year

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Dude ong i just read your birthdaygate ficlet and i just—AJSJDKFNCKDLDLEKEFKFV

If you would be willing to share whatever outline you have in your head, you would, like, have my undying loyalty. Bc OMG. I—I freakin’ LOVE what you have written so far j can’t. And not being anle to write the whole long fic is such a mood—there are. So many outlines for fics in my google docs. That i simply cannot write.

So like. I love and adore outlines/concepts/plans for fics-that-could’ve-been, they are my JAM, and i would love to read yours.

Thank you for sharing this ficlet with us!

omg i am HONORED that ppl are interested in my fic idea?? you're all so kind omg y'all this means so much to me i am hugging all of you so hard rn. 🥺💖🫂 also i'm gonna put some of this under a readmore cause it's kind of long. also i put this at the end of my ficlet but idk how much of this i will actually write so everybody has my blanket permission to add onto/do anything w this that they want :))

ok! so! in my head birthdaygate goes something like this:

of course, everyone forgets will's birthday in 1986. will says nothing. this continues when the cali and russia gangs get to hawkins. will is just kind of there. he helps out at the crisis center at hawkins high, visits el at the cabin, but every time he walks into a room people's eyes glaze over him kind of like he's not there. though both he and jonathan are staying at the wheelers, mrs w starts forgetting a place for him. jonathan forgets to get will up and leaves without him in the mornings. mike doesn't speak to him. and, constantly, there's a voice in will's head (vecna) telling him Come home. They don't want you.

and... will listens. he intends to go to the upside-down and fight vecna on his own, while going through an unhealthy amount of self-deprecation and self-hatred (à la my recent series). into the upside down he goes, but it's a futile hunt, and he ends up trapped there, tormented and hunted at every turn.

meanwhile, everyone else's minds just kind of fuzz over when it comes to will. when it comes to things that involve him in their memories, he's either erased or the memory is rewritten with some other explanation. for example: why the party was out in the woods when they met el. why jonathan was taking pictures of the steve's backyard. the entirety of s2. why the UD is stuck on nov 6, 1983. you get the gist. the others spend the next two and a half years struggling against vecna, and meanwhile will languishes in the upside-down.

that is, until stoncy embark on some sort of reconnaissance mission (this is where my ficlet comes in) and run into him in the upside down. on will's end, it becomes apparent very quickly they have no idea who he is, and on their end they r adamantly NOT going to leave someone in the UD to die. so, they take him out with them and call a meeting at the cabin.

of course, mike does not trust this kid (what if he's a spy??) very much like lucas with el in s1. lucas somewhat agrees with him, but acknowledges that it turned out well when he gave el a chance, so he's ready to do that here, and besides he'll do anything to help get max out of her coma. the others have more of lucas's mindset. plus, will can give them intel about the UD that they don't have.

meanwhile will is struggling. there's the angst-fest of him being surrounded by all the people he loves and none of them know and they're all kind of wary of him and he can't say anything, plus he's trying not to give away to anyone that he actually knows things about them and about all the upside-down ish that's happened in previous years. this does make him act kind of sus at times.

mike is determined to not trust him, but will literally gives him déjà vu every other second. at one point they r in mike's room for some reason and he has The Painting up on the wall and will does a double-take and mike's like. isn't it awesome??? my (ex)girlfriend had it commissioned for me but i still keep it up bc it's of all my friends plus i think the person that painted it is THE best artist in the world. will is like. oh. who painted it. and mike's brain like. flatlines and he changes the subject (You're the heart, a voice whispers to him, one that he can't quite place).

there are also similar scenes with the byers fam and the rest of the party. there's this one scene in s1e1 the morning after will goes missing where joyce comes out and like. says hi to jonathan who's cooking breakfast and then goes to ruffle will's hair but he's not there and the same thing happens but will IS there this time and joyce's brain short-circuits a little bit

and there's one scene where they give will a walkman to guard against being vecnaed and ask what his favorite song is and he's like "should i stay or should i go" bc DUH and jonathan's like "excellent taste" and will just says "thanks, i got it from my older brother." all aboard the angst train choo fuckin choo!!

anyways thanks to will's intel the whole squad suits up to head into the upside down. will maps it out for them (vecna's got a vine hub thing in the UD similar to s2 which is his new base of operations since he moved out of creel house). and thus we have my sword mike + bow and arrows lucas + nail bat dustin + gun will agenda. el is off with hop and nancy and whoever heading in to fight vecna or whatever. so now we have the core four og party in their little pod to complete their mission. they r armed with the weapons above but also like. molotov cocktails n lighters n shit too. but they r surrounded by a shit ton of demodogs about to eat them and d'art isn't here this time for dustin to take advantage of his bond with. OHHH SHITTT what r they gonna do???? dustin wants to hunker down and stay on the defense (Cast protection!). lucas wants to light them up (Fireball him!) and mike (still slightly distrusting, waiting for will to prove himself), demands that (since will's the one who spent two and a half years here) he lead the party in what to do (Will, your action!). and will decides that they need to fireball these mother fuckers. this time, it's like they each rolled a nat 20 and the demodogs are decimated.

now the party moves on to provide backup for the el v. vecna showdown. vecna hones in on will. Come home again, William? I knew you would. but el and will have this absolutely epic banging team-up and take him DOWN. vecna dies. el, exhausted, staggers back. will goes unconscious and falls to the ground. all of the memories that vecna was hoarding about will are released now that he's dead, and everyone remembers. (max jolts awake in the hospital.)

i have this very distinct image of the party getting their memories back. they're standing there injured and exhausted and then it dawns on them and in TOTAL UNISON they're like. WILL.

later, will wakes up in the hospital to his mom petting his hair and his brother crying and the party runs in and it's very s1 reunion except they're all crying way more and apologizing and (only a tiny bit) mad at will for not saying anything. also idk the specific logistics but byler goes endgame ofc. and there we have a VERY happy ending!!! yay!!!

#byler #birthdaygate #will byers #mike wheeler #stranger things #byler fanfiction #lark's fanfiction #lark answers #4!!

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Pairing: Emily x reader x Sam uley

Warnings: Arguing, Angst, Yelling, Some Cussing, Poly relationship, Crying, Alpha mentions.

[A/N]- I'm sorry if this makes anyone's toes crinkle.... So I love y'all and I'm sorry if it's bad. And sorry for the fact that I keep hitting y'all with these angst lately.... Also I will be accepting any ideas/ requests I just have to clear my slate!!! This one feels kinda short tbh. I WRITTEN THIS LONG AGO I PROMISE THIS IS JUST SOMETHING TO FEED YALL HUNGRY PEOPLE FOR NOW!!

"Why are you so stuck up Y/N! Why can't you just listen!?. You make life difficult for yourself and everyone around you!" Sam shouted. Y'all had been fighting over how to plan all three of y'all's wedding. Sam and you were gonna surprise Emily with a ring, flowers, and some of her favorite snacks to propose to her. Of course he had asked you to be his bride first but you wanted to make it special for all of y'all since, Emily had been working hard supplying the pack and what not.

The only problem was, was literally y'all two butting heads. Y'all are both alphas. So one dominant is out of the question. You can expect a fight of top in bed. But everything Sam had picked out for Emily you disagreed with. You honestly thought he knew nothing about her. But since this problem started, it just got larger, and larger, over the course of two weeks. "I am listening, you just have shitty ideas!" You barked right back at him. "No, you aren't listening to anything I'm saying, I have wonderful ideas that you just wouldn't understand!" Emily that was in between you two had now been grabbed and put to Sam's side like you had done something wrong.

"Why would I try to understand something so stupid! It's like you don't even know our own girlfriend!." He huffed and clenched his fists. He was angry. You both were. Emily could obviously see that this was gonna get ugly. "Come on guys please just calm down." Her smooth voice breaking the heating tension. " Be honest with her Emily. There's nothing to calm down about. We knew this wasn't gonna work on the first place! You even said it." Your eyes widened. What's not gonna work?. "Sam please. You're frustrated, she doesn't deserve this!" Who doesn't deserve this?. What happened?. Did you do something wrong?. "What are you talking about Sam.." Sam had turned back to you with furrowed brows and blazing eyes. "I only kept you around because Emily had a little crush, and wanted to try something new. Why the fuck would I let another alpha in, on a already loving happy relationship y/n?!". That hit you. Eyes feeling like rivers. Water falls of tears staining your cheeks. No. What?. They're lying. Please just be a stupid prank.

"Me and Emily even sat in bed and planned how we were gonna break it down to you while you were in the shower the other night." Sniffles now breaking the silence. Your heart shattering Infront of their very eyes. Why? Were you not enough? You were so happy. You didn't even get to tell them the big surprise you had planned before it all went to hell. "I was just a damn play thing, Sam?" He was no longer angry. The desperation and longing in your voice broke him. He didn't want to ever say something like that. Never. Especially to someone he loved and adored.

He reached out for your trembling body. As soon as you saw his arm moving your way you moved back. How could he say something so heartbreaking and then feel bad!. You didn't deserve this. You always felt like a add on. Just a pawn to their bond. A month ago you honestly started to fell like you were truly in the relationship. But all of those feelings were blown away. Like a leaf on a fall tree. "O-okay. I understand now. I'm sorry for any trouble I caused." You wiped your tears and went for your keys. Shutting the door ever so lightly. Emily came running after you tears forming in her eyes while Sam stood at the door. His hard stone face turned soft and sad.

If that's how they truly felt then so be it. You weren't driving anywhere in particular. Maybe you were to immature. To young. Maybe you weren't a strong Alpha like him. Maybe you were too much of an alpha for him. Did Emily even love you?. All those cracked, and broken heart feeling words carving into your skull. 'we love you y/n, please understand how much we deeply care for you.' Dead words from two shared lovers. Y'all had a plan. Y'all were going to get married. You didn't even get to share your surprise. But one things for sure. Your surprise should be stress free.

It's not good for a pregnant woman to be stressed.

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Extra Ordinary Chapter 6

A/N: Hey y'all! This early in the series, we aren't really into much of the plot yet, but we're certainly getting closer. I used more of this chapter to flesh out more of Essie's character, so I really hope y'all enjoy it! I'm going to start posting these to my ao3 account, nyxcrown, soon. Also, if anyone wants me to make a taglist, I can totally do that, comment or send an ask!

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Chapter Six: Basketball

After Essie and Ostin got home for the day, they immediately asked Mrs. Liss if they could go to the basketball game. Mrs. Liss almost fainted from shock.

“Finally, y’all are doing something normal” she exclaimed.

Essie was a little offended for the two of them. What was so abnormal about playing video games or reading? She knew that her aunt meant well, but it still stung a bit.

Not long after, there was a knock on their door. Ostin opened it to reveal Michael.

“Is everything okay? You’re really early.” Essie said from her spot at the table.

“Everything’s fine, they canceled detention. So, can you come to the game?” Michael asked.

“Yeah. My mom was so excited she almost fainted. She said, ‘Finally, y’all are doing something normal.’” Ostin rolled his eyes affectionately. Even when she annoyed him, his mother was still one of his favorite people in the world.

“Just be sure to wear your clogging shoes,” Michael grinned.

“They’re tap shoes.”

“Why is it called clogging if they don’t use clogs, again?” Essie asked, still confused about that fact.

Michael smiled wider “I’m just kidding. I’m going home. I still haven’t asked my mom. I’ll call you in a couple of hours.” he said, exiting the conversation before Ostin could rope him into a lecture on the history and etymology of the word ‘clogging’.

“Later, Michael!” Essie called after him, before getting back to her geometry homework. While most of their teachers decided not to give them homework when there were home games, citing ‘school spirit’, or something like that, it seemed like math teachers always wanted to give out homework.

Sighing, she went back to trying to memorize the formula she was supposed to use. Was it a minus or a plus? She really should’ve just gotten her book out of her locker. She decided to give up on that and go back to her room so she could read one of her newer books. Homework could wait. It was the weekend, after all. She’d just ask Ostin about it later.

After dinner, Essie decided she was going to use some of the drug store makeup she had, which confused Ostin to no end. They weren’t going to a formal event, just a basketball game. She told him she wanted to try to look nice for the later party, but he was still confused about it even as the three of them found their seats before the game.

Deciding to give up on that particular train of thought, he said to the two of them, “These metal bleachers are bruising my butt. How long do these things last?”

Michael laughed, “You’re too soft.” and continued looking around, presumably for Taylor.

“Your girlfriend’s over there,” Ostin said to him, pointing to several of the cheerleaders who were gathered at the other side of the gym.

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Michael protested.

“Yeah, right.” Ostin said knowingly.

Michael flipped him off, grinning. Over the next several minutes before the game, he tried to get Taylor’s attention by waving, but she didn’t seem to notice, too busy getting ready for the game to see them.

Yeah, maybe she wasn’t his girlfriend yet, but that doesn’t mean that he didn’t, quite obviously, want her to be. Essie shook her head, smiling at how blatantly smitten her friend was. They really were adorable. Or at least, they would be, if the two of them ever noticed that their feelings were mutual, which frustrated her little wingman self to no end.

The game was fairly close. Spencer was really good, which surprised her, considering that she really didn’t think a tiny town in Idaho would have all that many places to compete against. Drew wasn’t half bad either, nor was most of the team. The part that made her feel a spiteful joy, though, was the fact that Jeffery seemed to be nothing more than a bench warmer.

A few times throughout the game, she waved to Taylor, Maddie, and Dominique, and they would smile and wave back when they noticed. It was a weird feeling, having the possibility of having new, cool friends. It also made her grin, when during halftime, she watched Jeffery walk over to Dominique, obviously hoping to win back her attention, but she just rolled her eyes, then walked over to the concessions stand, hand in hand with Maddie.

At the same time, she was halfway paying attention to the fact that Taylor had begun to walk over to their side of the gym, after waving to a few of the other girls on the cheer squad. Essie did, however, put her full attention on that fact, when Michael shouted Taylor’s name, trying to call her over.

Taylor, however, didn’t seem to notice over the roar of the rest of the conversations going on throughout the gym. She did, however, notice Tim Wadsworth, when he waved her over. While Taylor may have been the prettiest girl in their grade, Tim was the prettiest boy. If this was some overly stereotypical teen movie, they probably would’ve been the couple that everyone wished they were. Essie did have to admit, Tim was fairly attractive, but she didn’t particularly like the fact that he seemed abnormally built for someone their age. She’d much rather someone who would walk to school with her in the mornings, rather than someone who’d already been at school for hours, working out with the more dedicated sports team members. She couldn’t keep up with that kind of commitment to exercise, as someone who typically only got any exercise by playing Just Dance 2 on the Wii.

However, her personal preferences didn’t seem to stop Tim from flirting with Taylor. Taylor laughed, and took a drink from his can of Coca-Cola, when Essie, and seemingly the rest of the bench, felt a zap, and all stood up at once.

“Dude!?” she hissed at Michael, who seemed to have noticed what he’d done.

“Why’d you do that? That really hurt.” Ostin asked him, wincing in pain.

“Let’s get out of here.” He said, motioning them to follow after him.

They began to walk down the rows of chairs, when Taylor shouted, “Michael!” They all turned around, to a very angry looking Taylor. She glared at Ostin and Essie. “Leave.” Her tone left no room for argument, so they quickly walked back to their original seats.

As they returned, they both noticed that the custodian was under the bleachers, checking for a loose wire. Trying to not draw attention to the guilty and moderately offended look on Ostin’s face, Essie grabbed her purse off the floor, and snuck away towards the direction of the concessions.

She got into one of the lines, holding the 20 that Mrs. Liss had given them. As she was wondering which soda each of the boys would like. She guessed Michael would probably want the orange soda, and she knew Ostin would want a root beer, so she ordered theirs, and got herself a Sprite.

As she turned to walk away, Dominique called her over to where a few other girls were standing. “Are you coming to the after party? We’re trying to figure out how many people will be there.”

“Yeah, of course, so long as we’re still invited.” she said, cursing the slight stutter in her words.

“Totally! We wouldn’t uninvite you. Any friend of Taylor’s is totally invited.” she smiled, which caused Essie to slightly blush. She was better around pretty girls than Ostin, but that didn’t mean she was great.

“Then yeah, we’ll totally be there.” Essie smiled back.

“Where are you from? You have a slight accent.” said a tall girl with wavy brown hair pulled away from her face in barrettes and freckles.

“Oh, I was born in Arizona, and lived there until I was nine. I’ve lived here with my cousin, Ostin, since then. I guess it would make sense that I have a bit of a Southern accent, considering I lived there for so long.” Essie explained, shrugging and smiling shyly.

“Really? It must’ve been much warmer there. Up here near Canada, we have a lot of snow, so that must’ve taken some getting used to. I’m Jenna, by the way.” she said, holding her hand out.

Shifting the cans of soda into her left arm, Essie took Jenna’s hand to shake. “Yeah, it was definitely not something I’m used to. I’m Esther, but please just call me Essie. I love your hair, by the way.”

“Thank you! I got the barrettes from Claire’s.” she smiled, combing her fingers back through the end of her hair.

Oh. Oh shit. Essie was GAY. Thankfully, before she had the chance to embarrass herself, the other girls were waved over by Mrs. Shaw, their cheer coach. The girls waved goodbye to each other, and Essie made her way back to her seat, just in time for her to hear Taylor tell Michael, “By the way, you’re a lot cuter than Tim Wadsworth.” before she turned and ran back to the rest of the cheer squad.

Essie ran up to Michael, handed him his soda, and stage whispered, “Oh my God, dude! Did you hear that? She totally likes you!”

“Yeah, I heard that, she’s probably just being nice.” he stage whispered back

“Are you kidding me? She was obviously flirting with you!”

“Quiet down! That’s not what was happening at all. She’s just being a good friend.”

“Will you just admit that it’s at least possible that someone could have a thing for you? I will not let my friends continue to put down their coolness!”

“Fine, whatever.” Michael said, rolling his eyes as they made their way back up towards the game.

The rest of the game was pretty close, and even Essie, who didn’t really care about sports, was on the edge of her seat, wondering which team would win. In the end, Meridian won, but just barely, as the other team totally missed their free throws. The crowd lost it, and Essie cheered along with them. The basketball team left to the locker rooms, after high fiving everyone they ran by on their way down.

Essie was still grinning as Michael guided them over to where Taylor was, so they could head over to the party. Essie hoped there would be food at the party, she was starving.

#wip: extra ordinary #michael vey #my fic #alexie writes

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