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A little imagine with eddie!!!
WARNINGS: Mention of death.
Christmas eve.
You and Eddie alone in his apartment.
He’s at his desk, scrunched over on some 4chan thread as you slowly approach him.
“Eddie?”
“..Yes, baby?”
“The peanuts special is on..I know how much you love that special, so I put it on..” You softly say.
He turns his chair around slightly to look at you, before closing his laptop.
Slowly getting up from his chair, he walks past you to his bed, where your phone is set, already playing it.
You know how much he hates the holidays, but he adores the peanuts Christmas special.
You knew about his past, the torture he had felt during the winter, the torture that no one was going to save him, the torture of hearing babies cry and sob in horror before their slow, but painful, deaths..
..That’s why he hated the holidays.
Rightfully so.
He lays down on the bed, before you did. He lays on his side as the phone relaxes in your hands, breathing quietly.
Eddie didn’t want to tell you this, but he needed this. He needed this from you.
The only person in the world whom he loves.
He leans in to kiss your cheek, before nuzzling into it. “..I got you something.” He mutters under his breath, before sitting up.
You watch him as he leans over to open his drawer and grabbing some box.
Slowly sitting up, you close your phone as he sets the box on your lap. “I-I got you something too..” You stutter.
Leaning down to the floor, you bought a box out, and sit back up, putting it on his lap.
Without saying anything else, both of you guys open your gifts.
The gift you got for him was a dvd of his favorite movie, signed by his favorite character.
It was on ebay, but you were broke. So you bought it anyways.
Then next to the dvd, there’s a..a photo he’s always been looking for.
The photo of his younger self, his second favorite photo of him.
The photo of when he was standing next to Thomas Wayne.
Just to see him smile while looking down at his gift returned the butterflies in your stomach.
Which only left for a second.
“I-I..Uh-” He cuts you off by kissing you softly, resting his hand on your burnt cheek.
Ed’s cold lips is your favorite thing to kiss in the whole wide world, he always kisses your bottom lip first, making you grin against his mouth.
You couldn’t even look at the gift he made you, he never pulls away from the small, but unforgettable, kiss.
Finally, after pulling away since a minute passes by, he smiles because of you.
“Baby, oh, baby.” He pants, looking back down at the framed photo, “H-How?”
You grin, putting a finger against your lips. “It’s a secret.” You whisper to him.
The secret is called google.
He giggles at your comment, before looking back up at you with such love in his eyes.
This was his favorite Christmas so far.
Because of you.
#riddler 2022#paul dano#paul dano riddler#edward nashton#riddler x reader#shortie but a goodie?#i’m so tired i need sleep
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The new lacey's video and immediately got inspired by the end sting. I *adore* it
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🩸 (belated) bloodfest || week three 🍎
prompt: mask, chains, bone, sleep | keywords: powerless fevour
SFW | Word Count: 364 | Leslie Vernon x GN Reader
contains predator/prey, reader has a specific outfit
It was like the ground could catch fire as you leapt over a log, soles hot and the moon’s clear cascade through the trees making it all easy to spot while you ran. Usually, it’d be a nightmare to make a break for your life in the middle of the night, but there was a slight advantage to it being Winter.
Although the air stung your face as it blew past you in the desperate sprint, no leaves or brush blocked your path, long gone from the cold hands of the low temperatures and early sunsets. Cold dirt could do its worse, but something in you dared it to.
That’s right, try and stop me.
Just as soon as hope refilled your heaving chest, a thick chain draped along the uneven orchard floor was almost painful to get your boot caught on; you couldn’t help the goofy yelp that came out as your body propelled forward. Arms flailing but not quite breaking your fall, you bounced off the packed dirt against your shoulder, tumbling through what would have normally been the next few long leaps for your life.
Someone had put that there, and you had a feeling that wondering who it was would be foolish.
He had caught up just by the simple act of running you ragged, never breaking into the same gallop that you had but standing over you now as you fought to find your bearings. With a long arm, he grabbed the denim straps along your back. You were wearing overalls, just as he was, and gasped as he pulled you up to your knees in a single yank. His other hand held the curved blade, something that pressed against your sleeved arm and shot the sensation of damp metal through the fabric.
Though the mask made it difficult to make out what he was saying, he got it right up to your ear, weathered material scratching the back of your earlobe almost in a ghosting feel as his fingers wrung your suspenders, knuckles slightly itched along your shoulder blades that shifted under your sweater.
“Good try, but I’ll spoil the ending now. The upper hand was never yours.”
#SFBF#leslie vernon x reader#slasher x reader#slasher fanfiction#✏️#🍎#SHORTY BUT A GOODIE#NGL. I WORE AN OUTFIT I WANTED TO BE CHASED BY HIM IN AND THAT'S WHAT KICKSTARTED THIS IDEA#(ALSO TY BEX FOR TELLING ME SHE SHIPS ME WITH LES I THINK ABOUT THAT A LOT TBH)
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He could pretend he and Merrin were young Knights going relic-hunting with a Master, one of their first missions after being knighted. They would be historians working with Master Cordova to preserve Jedi teachings and research forgotten cultures and their relationship with the Force.
Chapter 6 of There Could Still be Something Left is here!!
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#vinland saga#manga panel#new chapter btw this is from ch 200#a shortie but a goodie#i meant the chapter since its not that long#but thorfinns the true goodie shortie here lets be real#thorfinn
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@dunnewithyou asked: I know you're in a better place, but it's always gonna hurt
CHARLIE PUTH SONG LYRICS SENTENCE STARTERS.
When did it all changed? In what moment the little girl he had once held in his arms became this young, wise and beautiful woman? So much of what he sees in Julia is what he once saw in Camila. It aches, hurts, in the ways that it should hurt, a reminder he was alive and that despite her being gone, she lived on.
Lips curve into a knowing smile as he contemplates the moment for a second, letting it soak into his memory. "Hurt is good. Hurt means we lived, and we will continue to do so." An arm moves over her shoulder, pulling her closer, a kiss to the edge of her temple. "Stop growing up so fast, kiddo." "Stop growing up so fast, kiddo." A short pause, as Billy relaxes, enjoying the moment, wrinkles around the eyes growing more prominent as he looks at his daughter. "When did you get so wise?"
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It's An Earthrealm Thing...
Johnny Cage taught Nejteri a thing or two about this very special holiday of theirs, and it's safe to say it didn't turned out to be a complete disaster??
General Shao had seen it all in his considerably long life. He went though countless battlefields of a war, he seen things he wished he had never had taken a glimpse at, he was forged at war and his skills from experience are a proof of that.
He must've brought malediction upon himself.
A fresh carcass was served to him on his office desk and the woman presenting it to him felt more than proud of herself.
Shao picked at it with his claw and the muscle of it's leg twitched. His mouth curled into an unimpressed frown as he looked back at the woman, the big hand of his moved the open palm questioningly but she only looked back at him as if it were obvious.
"Nejteri..." he exhaled drily. His General duties today was about long paperwork and, also, apparently cleaning up the mess on his desk.
The woman blinked underneath her curly bangs, tongue ran over the corner of her mouth to clean the remaining blood. "It's a gift."
The statement, curt and vague, only answered one of many questions that swarmed his mind. "And why is that, Half-pint?" impatience leaked through his tone and Nejteri frowned, not understanding what his deal is.
"It's Valentine's day..." she muttered, the enthusiasm leaving her soul.
"A what??"
"This Earthrealmer said that on this special day you give gifts to whoever means a lot to you."
"And why should I care about an Earthrealm celebration?!" Shao huffed and stood up abruptly, scooping up the dead animal in his arms so he can work. Just the mere mention of those humans had his blood boiling.
"We don't have anything like that... This is once-a-year thing for them. Also, it sounded entertaining..." when all that Shao did was scoff at her explanation with disinterest, it felt like Nejteri's heart was being squeezed at. "You don't like my gift?"
As soon as the animal laid in the corner where he can worry about it later the General spared her just one glance while returning to his table and sat down. "What do you think I would ever do with that?"
Nejteri managed a shrug with her shoulder, now just a feeling of disheartening coiling at her from the inside. "Prepare it for a meal? Keep the pelt? Mount it's head? I just thought you would appreciate something I hunted for you. This gift-giving day sounds pretty special so..."
Shao looked up from his papers, at a loss of words.
"Well, you're busy... I'll leave you be."
Nejteri left with the air of melancholy about her and it truthfully didn't sit well in the General's stomach nor did it keep his mind unoccupied for the next thirty minutes.
Shao had to let go of his ink pen with an angry defeat and slumped in his armchair, he did no progress whatsoever only spent his time mumbling things under his breath and scratching out words on the papers.
His perispheral gaze took him over to the source of his turmoil. A dead, antlered animal.
A hunted trophy. Just for him. A sincere (courting?) gift. And he had turned down his old friend very harshly.
Earthrealm celebration be damned. A handsel was brought to him and he was an immature imbecile for how he acted, letting his spite over the Earthrealmers getting the better of him and clouding his mind to see the point Nejteri laid out without beating around the bush.
After inspecting the quality of it's antlers he remembered how he enjoyed craving out things with some of his younger siblings in his youth.
Given he won't get any work done today, he should be able to finish his present tonight if he is to mend his friend's stumped feelings and politely return the thoughtfulness. Not like he's happy about neglecting his duties but in order to do them properly he has to take care of his mistake first.
Sometimes it made Shao wonder why she would put up with a schmuck like him. But as he finally noticed she had never given up on him unlike some members of his own family.
A small hand-craved trinket won't be enough; is what Shao had stuck in his thick skull, thinking of a bigger gesture to gift Nejteri with.
They haven't danced for a while...
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“you’re short”
“okay? so put some inches in me”
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all i can imagine is a sassy/bratty reader and a cocky gojo 😭
we’re going to ignore that i’ve only seen one ep of jjk and i’m already requesting smut over it ☠️
OOH, YOU FLIRTIN'?
💗 GOJO さとる
[ Note ] : 🥵😳 what a vision! and lol one ep into jjk n alr thirsty for gojo love that 👍 also u n me are so small compared to him 🫠 also idk if he's more cocky or dorky in this oops lol. and i am writing this on my phone at a sleepover lord help me i have been awkwardly shifting around and avoiding showing my screen to any eyes 😭😭
[ Warnings ] : 🔞 minors do not read/interact : suggestive/18+ content/smut, mentions virgin reader, getting caught
[ Playme ] : XXX
"You're so short."
"Okay, so put some inches in me."
"Yeah, I bet you'd like that, huh?"
"I would, actually."
"Ooh, you flirtin' with me, shorty?"
"Yeah, well you started it, big boy."
Big boy...? 😳
Gojo Satoru, your very cheeky and very bold classmate, who has not held back on flirting teasing you about your height since he met you, is rendered speechless for the first time.
But only for a moment. Soak up your victory quick. He stutters. His brain chokes up. His heart throbs like he's just developed an instant crush. His uniform pants feel uncomfortable.
And then he reanimates himself once he hears Suguru snickering next to him.
"That's pretty bold of you, huh?" he smirks toothily, sinking his shaky hands in his pockets. "Now you're gettin' me all worked up—"
"—oh yeah?" you lid your eyes and flirt. He's taken aback again. "Worked up how?"
"Get a room, you two. Honestly..." Suguru grumbles.
"Yes, I think we will." Satoru winks at you. It's a failed wink. Deep down, he's not confident in his flirting. No. Deep down, he's an awkward dork.
His brain short circuits when you continue flirt back. He actually runs out of things to say.
She's a mature flirt. I'm an immature flirt. How the hell do I keep up? Fuck.
When you and him get alone together, clearing up the chairs after a class, you tease;
"Come on, big boy, what's the matter? Lost your edge?"
"No... I'm just thinking." his voice cracks at the end, he clears his throat. It feels tight. His pants feel tight too.
"About what?"
"About what you look like naked."
You let out a laugh, and laugh and laugh, like he's the most ridiculous flirt you've ever met.
"What?" he raises a brow.
"You're so ridiculous."
Oh yeah. That irks him. That flippant comment. You're not even looking at him as you say it, you're scooting a chair into a desk.
He walks over to you and peers down, making the height difference between you and his 6'3 frame sorely apparent. What a big boy.
"Wanna repeat that for me?"
Ooh his voice is heavy and low, low enough to cause goosebumps on your skin. And the proximity? It makes you feel more than just small, it makes you feel a tingling between your thighs.
He comes closer. Grazes his lips across yours. Mixes breaths with you.
"Uh—" you get flustered.
"—haha, just kidding." he pulls away suddenly. Maybe because he got too nervous (true) or maybe because he felt victorious in knocking you off your high horse (also true).
"I thought you were gonna—" you begin disappointedly.
Satoru cuts you off.
"—do something? Aw, are you horny?" he winks.
"Yeah. For you." you roll your eyes.
Fuck.
My pants feel too fucking tight. Can she see the outline of my dick? Is she looking there?
"Is that so?" he raises a brow, staring right into your eyes. No one holds eye contact quite like Mister Six Eyes.
He chuckles, Addam's apple shifting up and down deliciously. "Aren't you a virgin?" he sneers.
"Yes. I am. Are you gonna do something about it, or just stand there like an idiot?"
He nearly chokes.
Wow. What? She actually just said that?
"Of course I'll do somethin' about it, sweetheart. But..." he leans into your air again, closer than before, 'n breathes tauntingly against your quivering lips.
"... does a goody-two-shoes like you really wanna lose her virginity in a classroom?"
"Stop stalling, big boy. I'm not a "goody-two-shoes"; I'm fucking horny." you seethe lustfully.
Fuck.
He's not sure how to respond. His brain is malfunctioning.
"Alright... then use your words like a big girl and ask me nicely to fuck you." he mutters, lips grazing yours. You can feel how badly he wants to kiss you.
Please say it.
The sexual tension has his heart racing, pretty cock pressing flush against the fabric of his dress pants.
"Satoru..." you begin, pulling on his collar.
He gulps and listens intently. The small touch your fingers make with his neck drives him wild.
"... fuck me."
Something just snaps inside him right there.
He crashes his lips onto yours with a feverish intensity, the rest his history—
—er, until the teacher walks in on you two right as things get toasty, catching Satoru with his hand up your shirt and your hand down his pants. And then you giggle off to detention with Satoru.
He promises to put some inches to your height. Uh... you know... by lifting you off your feet while he stuffs you up with his cock 😌
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It Matters || Jake "Hangman" Seresin
Summary: Request - I was thinking of a jake x reader fic, were the reader believes her opinion doesn't matter because thats all she heard her entire childhood and once jake realizes that or she tells him he starts asking for her opinion, encouraging her to talk more and goes out his way to ask her stuff he already knows.
A/N: Shorty but a goodie. Thank you for the request!
Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader
Word Count: 1,400k +
Jake stopped pushing the cart in front of him looking over the options the store had provided. When he couldn’t decide he turned to you who stood behind him waiting, “What do you think darlin’?” He asked hoping to bring you out of your thoughts you seemed to be stuck in.
You shook your head, “I don’t mind. You can pick what you want.” You gave him a reassuring smile as he looked over the boxed macaroni and cheese choices. He’d noticed it quickly but never said much about your aversion to deciding. It’s not that you couldn’t it’s that you were almost afraid to make the decision. Were you worried about making the wrong one? Were you afraid he’d be upset? Whatever it was he decided he needed to help. He didn’t want to press you but he wanted to see if he could try. So, if you couldn’t make a big decision he’d help you make smaller ones.
You watched as he grabbed two boxes before walking over to you, “I can’t decide. What do you think darlin’? White or sharp cheddar?” He held them up for you to take a look.
You shrugged, “I really don’t mind Jake.”
He smiled a touch, “But you have a preference, I know you do.”
“So do you.” You raised your eyebrows as if to challenge him. One of the things he’d quickly fallen for about you. As much as he loved how damn stubborn you were he didn’t enjoy when he was on the receiving end.
He shook his head, “Afraid I don’t sweetheart. Going to need you to decide. My brain’s fried. Mav’s got us doing all kinds of crazy shit in training.”
Your eyes lowered at him, “If I must. Let’s do the white cheddar.”
He smiled really big at that, “Now that wasn’t so hard was it darlin’?” His smirk that drove you mad, in a good way of course, came out.
“No.” You rolled your eyes before meeting his stride. Jake decided not to push any further at the store casually trying to get your opinion on things when he saw an opening. He adored everything about you and only wanted the best.
When it came time to settle in for the night you joined Jake on the couch. He scrolled through the endless catalogue of Netflix shows that seemed to going and going. He pulled you to his side right as you sat down on the couch wanting you by his side.
“Any show you want to start?” He asked without much thought. When you tensed up in his arms he knew there was something so much more than what you were letting on. Maybe it wasn’t his place to push but he truly just wanted to help.
You shook your head quickly, “Oh no, you can put on whatever you’d like.” You were watching the television and not him, so you didn’t notice the saddened look he was giving you. When the channel didn’t change for a moment to long you looked up to him.
“Why do you do that?” He asked with that same look.
Genuinely confused you just looked at him, “Do what?”
He gave you a tight squeeze knowing what he was about to do, pry into a part of your life you kept hidden for one reason or another, “You always deflect darlin’.” Short and sweet and to the point.
You creased your eyebrows in wonder, did you? You thought back on the last three months of dating him and you did exactly that. Had you always done that? You sat there in bemusement of your own account before you felt Jake’s gentle squeeze on your shoulder.
“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or press you sweetheart. I just want to make sure you are alright?” It came out more of a question.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just… I guess I never really realized.” You bit down on your cheek processing his words. It dawned on you just how often you did this with everybody and everything. You were passive. Allowed people to walk all over you. It’s not like you had an awful childhood either, no, not in the slightest. You were just one of six children. Fourth in line and the third daughter. You were a joy but nothing more, nothing less. You weren’t special. You didn’t stand out from any of your brothers or sisters. You got average grades and did well in a few sports you ended up dropping out of. You were just kind of there. A secondary character in everybody’s lives.
It happened over time. You never had you opinion be known. You learned from an early age it was best to just sit down and shut the hell up. That way your mother wouldn’t tell you to shush, and your father wouldn’t throw an angry glare in your direction. It wasn’t just you they did this too. No, your entire family felt the ire of your parents desire. They wanted you to look the part of the happy little perfect family for all the pretentious faces of your city to see. That’s why you didn’t think anything of it. Your brothers and sisters were treated the same way. You weren’t really allowed to have an opinion on things. The concept felt eerily foreign to you.
To make matters worse you followed your father’s footsteps right into the military. The second you turned eighteen you enlisted in the Navy. You weren’t really allowed to have an opinion in this line of work too. It was best to do as you did before, sit down and shut up. Take the orders, do the job, and move on. That’s what you were good at. It’s like your father had trained you from a young age to act a certain way. But the curse turned to a blessing once you met Jake in flight school. You’d been fast friends for a long two years before he decided to make a move on you after the mission at Top Gun. He realized life was short and took the leap. And you were sure glad he did. You’d loved him from the moment you met him. You’d take him as friend or a lover. And you were rather thankful it was the former.
“Really?” He asked pressing his luck just a little further.
You nodded, “My father is military too. We were raised a certain way… very strict. We weren’t exactly allowed to voice our thoughts.” Not elaborating any further you tore your eyes away feeling a flush of embarrassment rip right on through you.
“You know that’s not right? It’s okay to have an opinion. I want you to have opinions! I want to make you happy.” You felt him wrap his arm around you waist giving it a gentle squeeze for some form of comfort.
“I just didn’t think it mattered. My voice never mattered.” You whispered feeling awfully vulnerable as his eyes bore into your side.
He answered quickly, “It matters. Darlin’ your voice matters so much, okay?”
“Okay.” You nodded, “I can’t… I can’t guarantee I’ll be perfect though Jake. I’ve never had a say. It’s always been told to me. I’m so sorry.”
He grabbed your chin and gently lifted it to look at him. It was agonizing to watch the inner turmoil from your head play out in front of him, “Please don’t apologize. I understand. And if I don’t I’ll try too. I want you to know how much I love you darlin’. I care about what you think. I want to get and do things that make you happy too.”
Your eyes went wide just as his did, “You love me?” He’d never said it out loud before, but he’d loved you for a long time, long before you’d been dating.
“I do.” He nodded knowing he wasn’t going to back out of it. He’d refrained from saying it so he wouldn’t scare you away really. He would’ve told you the night of your first date had he known you wouldn’t have run away. But he knew you. Knew how timid you could be about relationships and feelings. He’d watch you from afar as you tiptoed around these kinds of things in the past.
“That’s good.” You nodded not letting your eyes break from his.
You felt a rumble from his chest and heard a laugh bubble up, “Is that so?”
“Yeah.” You grinned.
“And why’s that?” He pressed as his lips inched closer to yours.
“Because I love you too.” It was almost silent as closed the distance between the two of you. The kiss was different. A little more passionate. Filled with a touch more understanding. He smiled when he pulled back studying your sweet face. He’d successfully knocked another block down from the wall that was slowly crumbling down at his efforts.
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Perv!König x reader - König just can’t help but watch you from afar. ( shorty but a goody )
Love,
König loved you, sure you didn’t love him back or even knew he existed but he loved you, he continued for you, he breathed for you, he lived for you. It all started one day in the lounge area of the base, he saw you smiling and cracking jokes, even though your team was feeling tired from their mission they weren’t tired enough to laugh at your jokes. He saw how your clothes hugged your skin, he almost couldn’t contain himself looking at all your curves. Your voice was so sweet and angelic to him, you could talk his ear off and he still wouldn’t ask you to stop.
You were stuck in his head that night he saw you, when he got back to his room he couldn’t even go to sleep. He tossed and turned but no matter how much he tried to get you out of his head he just couldn’t, slowly he started to just let his thoughts flow. He started to think about what your moans would sound like, what you’d look naked, how his cock would look in your mouth. Fuck, he was getting hard just thinking about it. Why did you have to be so perfect? So perfect for him.
His hand started to slowly travel down his stomach, he slipped his hand under the waistband of his boxers and pulled his cock out. His body shivered at the feeling of the cold air on his tip, he started to tease himself, slowly stroking his tip he felt all of his worries and concerns fade away as he got distracted by the feeling of lust.
He imagined that his big rough hand’s stroking him were your smaller soft ones, he wondered if you’d be gentle and take your time with him or the complete opposite. A little part of him wanted you to hurt his feelings, chew him out, tell him how much of a loser he is. He’d love every second of it. He hadn’t even realized he had started stroking himself faster, little groans and whimpers spilled out of his mouth.
He thought about if you had any tattoos, scars, even stretch marks. He wanted to know your whole body and he wanted you to know his too. He would treat you like a princess, pampering you every second of the day. If you wanted something he’d make sure you had it, if you didn’t someone he didn’t like them either, if you wanted mess with his feelings he’d let you. As long as you were happy he was happy.
His thoughts came to a pause when he knew he was very close, his hand stroked faster and his whimpers turned into moans. The feeling of euphoria rushed through his body and he came all over, his cum getting all over his hand and his stomach. He took a moment to catch his breath and couldn’t help but feel a bit disgusted by himself, he still didn’t regret his decision though.
Requests open!!!
#cod#konig x reader#könig call of duty#könig#könig modern warfare#könig x you#sub könig#könig smut#könig fanfiction#könig x y/n#könig mw2#könig x reader#könig cod
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Paz vizsla x FTM reader please? :3
Paz Vizsla x ftm reader
Headcanons
A shorty but a goody, some Mandalorian culture headcanons mixed in here.
I always had a headcanon that the true mandalorians didn’t have much issue with gender, you just presented however you wanted, and it was no one’s business but your own.
Now, deathwatch and the new mandalorians I think are different, deathwatch were just extremists in most ways, and the new mandalorians were trying too hard to be like the core worlds, so they might have looked at gender more judgingly.
But after the purges and mandalorians having to go underground, they didn’t have time to judge others self-expression, since everyone worried too much about surviving.
That means that Paz doesn’t treat you any differently because of your gender, not at all. In the beginning it probably causes some doubt inside you with how little he seems to care about it, since he doesn’t ask questions or act confused.
Hes just immediately accepting, doesn’t ask why you feel a certain way, or makes you explain your discomfort or experiences to him. If you say you are a certain gender, who is he to judge or decide.
The amount of treatment you get done doesn’t matter either, whether you get hormone treatments and surgeries, or get nothing done at all and don’t wear binders. You’ll still be his boyfriend, how you look doesn’t matter, all that matters to him is that you are comfortable with who you are.
Because of the whole thing that mandalorians don’t have time to worry about anyone elses gender, it also means every other part of the covert just treats you how you present yourself, no questions asked.
The only one who seems to give a shit, is the medic or doctor, as its their duty to know these things and make sure you are healthy, or gives you your hormone treatment if you need it. If you need surgeries, you probably need to get it done somewhere else, as they don’t have the resources for that stuff.
This causes some stress in Paz, and he would want to go with you, but he also knows its dangerous if he does. If Din is still around at this point, he goes with you and brings you back to the covert as quickly and safely as possible.
Paz is the best caretaker in the recovering period if you need it, as he treats it like any type of battle scar, since that’s what it is to him. He just sees it as a symbol that you are becoming who you want to be, plus, scars are very attractive to him.
You can expect him to be able to switch pronouns immediately if you tell him, as pronouns don’t carry much meaning or importance to him since mando’a is pretty gender-neutral language-wise.
He will find a way to get you a binder if you need one, but you must also accept that he is gonna nag you about it and make sure you never wear it longer than necessary. If you as much as dare to sleep in it, he’s cutting it right off you and taking away binder privileges because you are harming yourself.
Paz is also great when you have dysphoric days, as there is no chance of him misgendering you or treating you in ways that make you dysphoric. He goes out of his way to help you out in whatever ways you need, wanting to make you happy and safe.
All in all, he’s a great partner to have as a trans person. Paz can be quite stoic at times, and doesn’t speak a whole lot, but he cares deeply, and finds ways to show it.
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we have our lineup! all matches will be updated and listed below! bracket a rounds will begin 12/21!
all brackets start at 12 pm PST
ROUND 1
BRACKET A
farzes @dixy vs. summer squirrel @pastelcringeboy, winner will face mirabelle "mimi" crassi @bombcollar
pom @official-sans-undertale vs. othello @thatoneparrot
orbitar @twrpband vs. zedekiah "godking" angelus @goody-goody-gunshots
BRACKET B
varmint @pencil-amateur vs. edith aspens @thedivisionbell1994
nero blue @pink-karnery vs. comet crasher @phantom-provocateur
periwinkle @volatile-shorty vs. mono chromatic @soupcorvus
jake martin @maxinstoresnow vs. snyder @wulfums
BRACKET C
zeke @beesgav vs. levi allwood @flannelfloofs
mavis @fitzfunnymoments vs. chie aoki @animevillainscourge
naomi @ackee vs. bowie bo buck @berrycontrary
dorofey lunarary @bjdeogame vs. jezebel wagner @biracy
BRACKET D
pond @soulsludge vs. belu @creditdawg
brick @well-wishing-for-a-life vs. allysion @identityquest
lucy laamb @kingmaxstatic vs. astrophel @berylliumliumite
lilith mangrove @oddb4llz vs. danny ganbaatar @gupdoo3
ROUND 2
BRACKET A
summer squirrel vs. mirabelle "mimi" crassi
pom vs. zedekiah "godking" angelus
varmint vs. crash
periwinkle vs. jake martin
BRACKET B
levi allwood vs. chie aoki
naomi vs. jezebel wagner
belu vs. allysion
astrophel vs. lilith mangrove
ROUND 3
mirabelle "mimi" crassi vs. zedekiah "godking" angelus
varmint vs. jake martin
chie aoki vs. naomi
allysion vs. astrophel
contact me if you notice any mistakes!
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QUICKIE.
METHOD MAN x BLACK!FEM!PLUS-SIZED!OC
SUMMARY: in which Clifford wants a quickie before Teja goes out with her friends. ✨
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"𝗝𝗔𝗭, 𝗜'𝗠 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗜𝗡' 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗔𝗦 𝗪𝗘 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞. 𝗜'𝗗 𝗕𝗘 𝗔𝗟𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨'𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗣 𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡' 𝗠𝗘." Teja chuckled, adjusting her breasts in her black spaghetti-strap body-con dress, as Jazmyn giggled and Teja playfully rolled her eyes at her as if she could see her, pushing her brown silk-pressed hair behind her shoulder while she took in her appearance.
(A/N: pronounced 'TEA•JUH')
Teja's hair was styled in a classic side part as it flowed down her back and stopped in the middle of it, a gold 'T' necklace sitting around her neck while two medium-sized gold hoops rested in her ears. her wrist held a gold bracelet that her boyfriend Clifford had given her for her birthday last month and her left ankle held a golden anklet with a heart on it while her lips were glossy and sparkling with lipgloss and she ran her fingers down her dress to smooth out the ruffles in it, her slightly chubby fingers running over her pudgy stomach while she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.
plus-sized or not, she looked good, and not even a hating ho could deny that.
"i'm sorry, T, i'm just so excited! i can't wait to go out and celebrate this promotion, i'ma get lit as fuck." Jazmyn smiled as Teja chuckled and gripped the hem of her dress, pulling it down a bit so it wouldn't expose her goodies.
"trust me, i know that feelin'. now can i get off the phone and finish gettin' ready?" Teja asked, raising a brow at the house phone, as she rested her hands on her hips and heard shuffling before hearing Jazmyn's voice.
"don't get smart with me, girl. but yes, you can. see you at the club, T!" Jazmyn exclaimed, enthusiasm in her voice, as Teja smiled at hearing how giddy she was and she let out a soft chuckle.
"see you at the club, Jaz." the call soon ended after this, and Teja's eyes scanned her appearance for a second time, taking in her glowy skin and laid hair while a small smile crept onto her face.
"man, i look too good." as if on cue with her soft words of praise, Clifford popped up at the doorway of the bathroom, and Teja looked over at him as she watched his brown eyes wander down her body.
"what you all dressed up for?" Clifford asked, running his tongue over his lips, as he leaned down to her and gave her a kiss, wiping her lipgloss off of his mouth while Teja smiled at him.
"my girl Jaz got a promotion at her job today and she wants me and the rest of the girls to go out with her tonight," Teja explained, a smile on her face, as Clifford slipped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands resting against her pudge while he kissed the side of her neck, "Cliff— uh-uh, baby, no. we not 'bout to do this right now."
one thing about Clifford, if he was in the mood, you'd know it. the first thing he'd do is kiss your neck, and he knew that was one of Teja's weaknesses, so he always used it to his advantage.
"you look too good for me to let you leave without diggin' you out first," Clifford smirked lowly, making Teja playfully roll her eyes, as Teja felt his hands caress her thighs and his lips inched up to earlobe, "let me just stick the tip in."
"you know damn well you ain't never gave me just the tip," Teja laughed, earning a chuckle from Clifford, as the male gently kissed her earlobe and Teja shivered at the contact, "you make it so hard to resist you, boy."
"good. that means i'm doin' a good job," Clifford chuckled, kissing the side of her face, as Teja giggled and rested her hands on top of hers, "just gimme a few minutes and i'll let you leave."
"a few minutes, Cliff?" Teja asked, emphasizing the word "few", as she felt Clifford's hands slide underneath her dress and she bit down on her bottom lip, her back pressed up against his broad chest while he peppered kisses on her shoulder.
"a few minutes, shorty."
—
"o-ohhh, shit! yes, yes, yesssss!" Teja cried, her left leg resting on Clifford's shoulder and her anklet grazing his earlobe, as her eyes rolled back so far that her irises were no longer visible and Clifford peppered kisses on the side of her neck, marking her with a few hickeys while he continued to slam his hips into hers.
to be blunt, this was their fourth round, and it had been almost an hour since they first started, but Teja was unaware of this. it's safe to say that Teja was right to be hesitant in accepting Clifford's "few minutes" of pleasure.
"oh, God, you feel s-so good, baby!" Teja moaned loudly, tightly gripping and scratching up his back, as Clifford smirked slyly and let out a low groan of pleasurable pain at feeling her nails dig into his back, his lips inching up to her earlobe while he gently tugged at it with his teeth.
"you sound so pretty when you moan for me like that, shorty," Clifford mumbled raspily in her ear as Teja's jaw slightly dropped at hearing his husky tone and her legs subconsciously spread wider, "i'm makin' that pussy feel good, huh, gorgeous?"
"y-yes! o-oh, my— ooooh, shit!" Teja squealed, her knee grazing her shoulder, as Teja's brows furrowed at his tip slamming into her spot and she suddenly slapped at his back, "right there!"
"right here, ma? huh? i hit that spot?" Clifford smirked, purposely aiming his hips to hit her erogenous zone, as Teja's eyes rolled back and she held onto the male tightly, high-pitched moans and cries leaving her lips while her nails dug deeper into his back and left behind battle scars.
"y-yes! oh, yes! aw, shit, i'm 'bout to cum, baby!" Teja announced, her legs beginning to shake, as Clifford kept his pace the same and continued to thrust her spot, causing her climax to come crashing down almost immediately after her outburst.
her juices cascaded down her inner thighs and Clifford's shaft as it coated the sheets, drenching them in her arousal while her man continued to fuck her through her orgasm. his strokes gradually decreased in speed and Teja whimpered feebly at the change in pace before weakly slapping Clifford's shoulder, making him chuckle.
"nigga, you only said a few minutes." Teja whined, her voice raspy and her throat sore, as Clifford let out a soft laugh and looked down at her, resting his forehead on top of hers before kissing her lips.
"You shoulda' knew I was lyin', baby, this pussy too good to only be in it fa' a few minutes."
#Spotify#90s#90s icons#90s men#x black fem reader#x black reader#black girl beauty#smut#x reader#method man#plus sized#black stories#black culture#beautiful black women#black love#black community#black people#wu tang clan
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my lover ― carlos sainz
note, this is my first f1 piece, so what better way to join the f1 community on here than to write about my bestie bf mr. smooth operator. anyways, i'm mixing my two loves, taylor swift and f1 together for this. also, i made my first twitter edit and i had fun, so expect more coming soon.
another note, i haven't been to the eras tour yet (seeing ms. swift in august :)), so this might be inaccurate. i don't want to watch videos because i see tons of tiktok and i want to least be a little surprised, so this is how i imagine it going :)
summary, carlos and y/n go to a taylor swift concert where he has some tricks up his sleeve.
warnings, mentions of sc**ter br*un (*barf emoji)
word count, 643 words (a shorty but a goodie)
with races happening so frequently, you were worried you wouldn't be able to see taylor swift, but carlos made time. he cleared his schedule for 48 hours so you two could enjoy yourselves.
"carlos," you passed, your eyes widening as you took in the stage you had only seen in pictures.
carlos couldn't help but smile as he watched you take everything in. you had worked hard to get the tickets for the show and he was just happy to tag along and be your photographer and videographer for the night.
you were wearing a replica of one of her outfits while carlos wore a basic black shirt with a scooter on it but it was crossed out. when you first showed him, he was confused.
"why don't we like scooters?" he asked. you laughed and explained the story of scooter.
"carlos sainz?" you heard a couple of fans gasp as they noticed who was sitting next to them.
carlos smiled, giving them his full attention as she talked to him, then posed for pictures, "hey, can i ask you for a favor?" he stopped them before they went back to their conversation.
"of course!" the girls were freaking out. carlos sainz was talking to them!
"during lover," they knew automatically what his question was and they both melted, "i was planning on proposing to y/n." he whispered, glancing back at you, but you were already deep in conversation with the girls next to you and trading your friendship bracelets.
"do you think you could record it?"
"of course! oh, my gosh!" they gasped and carlos chuckled, "early congratulations."
"well, she hasn't said yes yet." he scratched the back of his neck.
"she will." the girl nodded.
carlos thanked them again before turning back to you. your arms were now covered in beaded friendship bracelets and he was confused about how it had happened.
"how did that happen?'
"well, i'm just very popular i guess." you shrugged, "look, this one's my favorite." you showed him your favorite one.
"beautiful, amor." he beamed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and kissing your head.
as the clock ticked down, you had gravitated from your seat up into a standing position. once the clock was at 0, you were screaming with everyone else.
lover was the first album of the songs she sang in the setlist, so the girls sitting next to you were ready to record the second lover started.
carlos could feel his heartbeat begin to pick up as the first notes of lover started. he felt around his pocket for the ring box and let out a breath when he found it.
"you okay?" you asked, glancing from him then back to the stage, afraid to miss anything.
"yeah." he nodded, swallowing hard for a second before looking you in the eyes, "i love you."
"i love you, too." you smiled.
"and i don't want to say much because this love explains everything i feel for you. i would love to do life with you and i hope you say "yes" to the question i'm about to ask." he pulled the ring out of pocket and the girls filming squealed, garnering the attention of everyone around you and they all whipped out this phones and squealed.
"will you marry me?" he asked, bending down and opening the box.
you covered your mouth in shock as your brain tried to catch up to what was going on in front of you, "carlos, oh, my god, yes! of course!" you bent down and cupped his face, kissing him.
everyone around your squealed, jumping up and down excitedly. he pulled away and slid the ring onto your finger, "you big romantic." you gasped, punching him jokingly in the shoulder.
"only for you." he kissed you again, hugging you as taylor continued to serenade you with music.
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Goner
Edited-ish. ~410 words [Another shortie, but goodie]
JJ’s heart races, blue eyes searching the waves for you. His hands tighten on the edge of his board, waiting for you to resurface. The wave you tried to grab has wiped you out. It was a monster, and everyone knew it, but you were you, and he respected it even if it set him on edge more times than he was comfortable admitting.
“Come on,” he mutters, his heart clenching as the seconds tick by.
“Thank fuck!” Kie breathes, and JJ’s chin jerks to follow her line of sight to see you surfaced and pull yourself back on your board. You paddle back out to them and notice JJ's gaze is glued to you.
“What?” You ask, flinging your wet hair over your shoulder.
“I thought you were a goner,” he mutters, shaking his head. “Scared the shit out of me.”
“I’m fine. No dings either.”
“Good.”
Kiara smirks at JJ, knowing that he is not sharing the fear he felt, or any of them felt over your risky decision.
“No more waves like that today, yeah?” She asks, and you bob your head before watching her move closer to John B and Pope, looking for another one.
“Hey,” you muse, bumping your leg against JJ’s once you are closer. “I promise I’m okay.”
He jerks his head in a solemn nod before reaching over. His hand is on yours and pulls the back of your hand to his lips. You blush, and when he releases your hand you gently shove him, nearly knocking him off his board. A giggle spills from your lips, and he shakes his head.
“Bad girl.”
You smirk, eyes raking over him. “I’ll show you just how bad if you are not careful.”
“Promise?”
You roll your eyes. Leave it to your boyfriend to run with whatever sex implied comment you make. “We’ll see.”
Pope smirks at you both once you rejoin the wait. Kiara catches one with ease, and you all watch her with smiles on your faces. “Nice wipeout.”
“Shut it,” you quip back, and he laughs. “Hey, J?”
“Yeah?”
“Do me a favor?”
He already knows without you saying a word as he reaches over and shoves Pope off his board. You giggle, and JJ winks at you. Pope splutters as he surfaces before flipping JJ off, and you laugh more. John B shakes his head, clearly annoyed with you all.
“Thanks, Baby,” you blow JJ a kiss.
“Anytime, Cupcake.”
"Way to turn on your brother," Pope mutters to JJ and tries to shove him, but he misses and you laugh at them. "Anything your girl asks and you jump, I see how it is."
You laugh more and JJ joins in. He knows it is true.
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