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yxami · 6 months

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Happy nut or not November day 6

desc: yandere childhood friend x gn reader, heavy amounts of jealousy and obsession, yandere stuff, I feel like this is doodoo

“You’re the most jealous man I know” You spoke with heavy amusement in your voice as you wrote down your grocery list to prepare yourself for a run downtown where you could buy the ingredients for dinner.

“You know other men?” Your childhood best friend’s tone was serious and splashed with a threatening concern of jealousy. You knew he had his problems with you and other potential threats to your close friendship but was it really getting this bad?

“Ha… no?” You put your pen down just a second before you see a quarter of your room whizz past you with his one hand spinning your chair so you were forced around to face him.

“Don’t lie” He huffs, looking like a dog that was stripped of a pup cup after being promised one. “I should be the only man in your life” He whispers, scooting you to the left of your chair so he could squeeze next to you and rightfully slip you into his lap.

“There’s going to be plenty of people in my life, I can’t just avoid every guy that comes along” You sigh, feeling him wrap his arms around your lower stomach as if you were a stuffed animal, keeping you locked in with a comfortable grasp.

“You’re right” He sighs against the back of your neck, making the hair stand up, his lips pressed against your skin before he spoke. “You should keep away from everyone, and just stay in my house forever” He traces the folds on your jeans, running his fingers down your thighs back and forth.

“Very funny” You roll your eyes, reminding him that you weren’t done with your grocery list.

He gives you the time to write down two vegetables for dinner before he’s interrupting you again. “I’m coming on this trip too, right?” He rests his head on your shoulder, not masking that he was reviewing your list along with watching your every move, you already knew he would since he was your best friend and full time stalker anyways.

“If you wanna but im gonna take awhile grabbing everything so you might as well stay home” You wave your hand, grabbing the outfit you were going to wear but not yet changing like he assumed you would.

“I’ll come with you, it’s okay!” He insists before getting kicked out and ordered to stay outside while you change.

Like always, he was sitting right outside, waiting until you were done.

Once the two of you make it to the grocery store you make sure he sticks close by you so he can grab the items you need while you read them out. If he’s going to be here he might as well make himself useful, right? You mentally speak to yourself as you see him looking for the right item.

You’re too distracted with reviewing the list and adding an emoji next to every item you have in the cart to pick up on a lingering stare, not the one that you feel everyday anyways.

“The fuck are you looking at?” Your best friend growls at a person running their eyes up and down all over your body, as if you weren’t already taken by him.

You turn your head almost immediately to see who he was talking to, towering over a stranger holding on a face with enough level of seriousness that says he’s ready to beat them to a pulp.

“Hey hey, let’s just go cmon” You tug on the sleeve of his sweater, switching your attention on the aisle and then on them, hoping nobody would enter to see the situation laid before you.

You didn’t want to see your best friend in another fight, especially not at your favorite grocery store. You’re honestly shocked he hasn’t gotten arrested yet with how many fights he gets into.

“No, I wanna see what the fuck this bitch was staring at” He doubled down, glaring daggers into the limbs that he wanted to tear off of this creep.

“Let’s just go get the rest of our list” You pull on him more, looking extremely worried, which immediately gets your friend’s attention. He sighs and growls threats under his breath, making it loud enough for the creep to hear.

And as soon as he turns, the idiot scurries away faster than when they was caught.

“I’m sorry, that just pissed me off badly, they shouldn’t have been staring” He frowns, seeing how upset you looked. “I don’t mean to pick fights I swear, I just don’t want guys looking at you like that” He curls his arm around your lower torso, pulling you in for a hug.

“Sorry” He meekly says, resting his head on yours.

“It’s fine, just stop getting into fights before you get your ass beat” You picked up your phone to see what was next on the list, dragging him along the entire trip before he could pick another fight.

He was a handful but at least he listened to you?

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joeshiestyslover · 1 year

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fed up

pairing: lsu!fratboy!joe burrow x lsu!softballplayer!reader

summary: you and joe constantly bicker about anything and everything, but you take it just a little too far, and joe is anything but happy

warnings: language, drinking, mentions of weed, joe is an asshole, smut, oral (f+m receiving), fingering, p in v action, slight degradation and praise, some pillowtalk

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the moment you met joe you couldn’t stand him. he was extremely cocky and walked around thinking he was hot shit.

every interaction the both of you have is anything but pleasant. he constantly shits on the fact that you play softball for lsu, him saying that nobody cares about the sport. you know he’s always bluffing when he says this because he shows up to every single game, even if it’s only to check out your teammates in their uniforms.

after your practice, your teammate, nat, walks up to you in the dugout. “hey y/n!” “hey nat what’s up?” you ask her as you stuff your mitt into your bag. “you know how i’m seeing that guy on the football team, justin?” “yes i remember. why do you ask?” “well, he invited me to this party tomorrow, but i really don’t wanna go alone. so-“ you cut her off, “you want me to go with you.” “if you want to, you totally don’t have to.” she quickly tells you. “don’t worry nat, i’ll go with you.” you laugh a bit at her nervousness. “thank you so much y/n! i’ll meet you at your dorm at 8 okay?” “sounds good nat.” you swing your bag over your shoulder and begin to walk out of the dugout. “okay perfect. thanks again!” she yells at you, walking away.

the next night, you’re getting ready for the party when your roommate, harmony, speaks up. “what’re you getting all dressed up for?” she asks you. you forgot you never told her about the party because you usually fall straight asleep whenever you get home from practice. “oh i forgot to tell you, i’m going to a party with one of my teammates tonight.” “wait. joe’s party?” she asks you, knowing how much you hate the football player. “it’s joe’s party?!”, you ask. nat never told you that joe was the one hosting the party. “yeah he hosts a party every friday. i thought you knew that.” “do you really think i keep up with that asshole?” you ask her. “i’m just saying i thought you did, but anyway, good luck y/n. you’re gonna need it.” “thanks harmony.” you turn back to your mirror to finish your makeup.

at exactly 8 o’clock, you hear nat knock on your door. putting your earrings in you open your door to find her in a black, skintight minidress with red bottom heels. “wow, y/n, you look hot!” you check yourself out in the mirror, “you think?” you ask her. “fuck yeah, you look great. you ready to go?” “yeah, i’m ready, but quick question: who’s party is this?” you ask, already knowing the answer. “ummm it’s joe’s.” she tells you, not able to look you in the eyes. “i’m so sorry i didn’t tell you, but i knew that if i told you who was hosting, then you wouldn’t wanna go.” nat rambles. “it’s okay. i’m not gonna let that dick ruin my night. i’m sure there’ll be a bunch of people there, i can just avoid him.” you tell her. “yeah you’re right.” she nods. “then let’s go.” you grab her hand and lead her out of your dorm.

you and nat arrive at the frat house, and you can hear the music blasting from inside. you walk in and are immediately overwhelmed by the smell of sweat and weed. “justin!” you hear nat say, and you look to your left and spot justin and ja’marr walking towards the both of you. you are actually fond of both of the football players, mainly because they are nothing like joe. “hey nat!” justin greeted her with a hug while you greeted ja’marr. “hey y/n! i’m surprised to see you here, considering a certain quarterback is here.” ja’marr tells you. “please, i am not scared of him, if anything he’s scared of me.” you scoff. “let’s go get a drink.” nat grabs your wrist and pulls you into to the kitchen.

as you’re pouring yourself a drink from the punch bowl, you hear a familiar voice nearby. “bro it was fucking crazy, she literally had her legs wrapped around my head. that’s some contortionist shit.” you look around you before you see the 6’4, misogynistic jackass standing to your right with a red solo cup in his hand talking to someone you assume is one of his teammates. even though you hate him, you’re not blind, it’s obvious he’s hot as fuck, but his personality manages to cancel that out.

before you have the chance to look away, joe locks eyes with you. shit. you immediately break eye contact and walk out of the kitchen to find nat. you see her on the couch making out with justin. you walk up to the both of them and tap your teammate on the shoulder. she pulls away from justin and looks up at you. “what’s up?” she asks. “ummm i think i’m gonna go home.” you tell her, looking around. “why, what’s wrong? did something happen?” she slowly becomes more worried. “not really, it’s just that i wanted to have a good time tonight, and now that joe knows i’m here, i sure as hell won’t.” “oh okay, do you want me to go with you?” “no, don’t worry about it nat. i’ll see you at practice.” you say as you start to walk away. “text me when you get home!” she calls out after you. you give her a thumbs up, and start walking towards the front door.

“leaving already?” you hear from behind you. “not in the mood burrow.” you tell him as you continue walking. “what has softball taken a toll on you now?” he replies sarcastically. you turn around, tired of his comments, “listen joe, all i wanted was to have a good time with my friend, but like always, you made sure that wasn’t possible.” “what the fuck did i do?” he asks, as if he has the nerve to be offended. “what haven’t you done? you always have some dumb comment about me or my softball skills, even though i highly doubt you actually pay attention to the game.” you say to him, becoming extremely annoyed. “and?” you roll your eyes. “look, burrow just let me go home, so i can get away from this party and away from you.” you turn back around and start to walk away from joe.

“why do you hate me so much? what the fuck did i do to you?” he yells at you. you ignore him and continue walking to the door. “i know you can hear me y/n!”, but you once again ignore him. you feel his hand grip your wrist tightly, and turn you around to face him. “don’t fucking touch me, asshole.” you pull away from him, but his hand is still holding on to you. “let go of me!” you yell, desperate to get away from him. “no, not until you tell me what i did!” “you really wanna know joe?” “yes! just fucking tell me!” he tells you as he lets go of your wrist. “it’s because you’re an asshole! you always disrespect me every chance you get! you know, i was willing to be civil to you when we first met, but you made that impossible! by telling me that sports are a guy thing? really? that’s an elementary school insult! but i see something everyone else doesn’t.” you take a step towards him and look him in the eye. “you are not who everyone thinks you are. you’re not really some overconfident, smug, and reckless fratboy who was no problem sleeping with girls then leaving the next morning.” you can see joe clench his jaw. “you know what i think?” you take another step. “i think that you’re a sad and insecure boy from ohio who obviously has to compensate for something.” you say as you look down at his crotch.

“oh? i’m compensating? and how can you be so sure of that?” he asks as his eyes go dark with lust. “i’ve heard things from people. word travels fast around here ya’ know?” “then i might just have to prove them wrong.” he replies, starting to back you up against the front door. “maybe you do.” you say, biting your lip. you see his eyes flick down to your lips. his hands come up to cup your face as he leans his head down to yours. you can feel his breath on your lips, smelling the whiskey he was drinking before. after looking into his icy blue eyes for a few moments, you crash your lips to his.

the kiss is everything but soft, your teeth and tongues clashing together. “you wanna go upstairs?” joe mumbles against your lips. “fuck yes.” you basically moan. joe pulls away and grabs your hand to take you upstairs to his room. you try to hide your face so that people won’t recognize you; you couldn’t let it get around that the captain of the softball team fucked the football team’s quarterback.

once you get inside joe’s room, he pins you up against the wall and puts his lips to yours once again. as he slips his tongue into your mouth, his hand begin to roam your body, the pool in your panties getting larger. his hands go from your waist to your boobs, grasping them. your nipples start to get hard underneath his touch, and joe can obviously feel it because he begins to smirk against your lips. joe’s warm hands crawl underneath your tiny crop top, and you lift up your arms so he can take it off. he gets a look at your black lacy bra, and even though you didn’t think it was possible, his smirk got bigger. “wow y/n, just for me? it’s almost as if you planned this.” he says cockily as he connects his lips to yours once again, his hands going back to your lace covered breasts. “maybe it’s not for you.” you say against his lips. “ya’ know, ja’marr’s kinda fine.” he immediately pulls away from you and yanks you towards the bed, and pushes you onto it.

“oh really?” he reaches his hand under your skirt and feels the pool of wetness between your thighs, “is this all for ja’marr then?” he asks you. “maybe.” you tell him with smirk. joe loses his cocky look and replaces it with a dark one. “i’m getting so fucking fed up with your attitude. i think i’m gonna have to fuck it out of you aren’t i?” joe reaches his hand up to wrap it around your throat as his other hand goes on your waist. “you look so good with my hand around your neck.” he tells you. “mmmm” you moan as he lightly squeezes your throat. “you’re so quiet. what happened to that big mouth you had earlier hmm?” you can’t say anything except, “please joe, just touch me.” “oh you want me to touch you now?” he asks condescendingly. “mhmm” you lightly moan out.

he removes his hand from your throat and snakes it up your skirt. he lightly rubs his knuckle against your clothed clit. “don’t tease joe.” you whine, desperate for his touch. “uh-uh, you’re not the one in charge here y/n.” he brings both his hands to the waistline of your skirt, and pulls it down along with your panties. he looks at your pussy, glistening with your wetness. “god y/n, look at you, all wet and i’ve barely even touched you.” he groans, turned on by how wet you are, and all because of him.

he leaves soft kisses across your thighs, starting with your left then leading to you right, purposefully avoiding the place you need him the most. “please joe.” “i’ve always dreamt of what you taste like.” joe tells you while leaning his head on your right thigh. “i’m not gonna rush this baby.” he finally brings his lips to your clit, sucking on it. you lean your head back and let out an embarrassingly loud moan. “shhh, do you want everyone else to hear? i bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he says against your pussy. you never thought this would be happening: joe burrow eating you out at his party with everyone else downstairs. you also never imagined it would feel this good, his tongue flicking back and forth against your clit, and occasionally sucking on it. “fuck joe, that feels so good.” you say as your hand slips down to tug at his blond locks. “yeah. well, if you’re good, i might just give you a reward.” he brings his hand up to your slit and rubs his middle and ring finger against it. joe then pushes his fingers into you, your hand pulling his hair much harder than before. the feeling is becoming overwhelming, the coil in your stomach winding tighter and tighter. “you gonna cum baby?” joe asks, looking up at you. “mhmm” you moan out. “well, too bad.” he pulls his fingers out of you and pulls his face away from your pussy. you whine at the loss of contact, but once you look at him, you become even more turned on. you can see the mixture of your wetness and his spit glistening on his lips and chin. “i said you would get a reward, i didn’t say it would be you finishing.” joe crawls toward you and pulls off the bed so you’re both standing up. he reaches behind your back and unclasps your bra, and you gasp slightly, a little surprised about how quick he was able to get it off you.

“get on your knees.” he tells you. “on my knees, right now?” you ask as you slowly sink to the floor. “right now.” he says as he starts to remove his shorts and boxers. once they’re fully off, joe’s hard cock springs up in front of your face. you lick your lips, desperate to have his dick in your mouth. you can see the beads of precum leaking from the red and enlarged head of his beautiful and huge cock. “come on baby, you can take me in your mouth right?” he asks as his hand comes down to grip the back of your head to lead your lips to his dick. you open your mouth and engulf almost all of him in one go. his hand remains on the back of your head, but he lets you build your own rhythm. you hollow out your cheeks so you can take more of him into your mouth with your hands stroking the parts of him that won’t fit. you can feel the tears pooling as his tip constantly rams into the back of your throat. you look up at joe through your watering eyes and see him leaning his head back and closing his eyes in pleasure. you moan around his dick, the vibration causing him to groan loudly. “fuck y/n, i’m not gonna last very long if you keep doing that.” this gives you more confidence, so you bring one hand down to cup his full, heavy balls. after a few more seconds, you feel his cum shooting into your mouth. he moans your name loudly and pulls you off his dick.

joe pulls you up off your knees, and lays you down on his bed. he climbs on top of you and kissed you deeply. you can taste yourself on his lips and joe can taste himself on yours. he drifts his kisses from your lips to your cheek all the way to your neck. he kisses on your neck until he gets to your pulse point, and sucks on it. hard. “joe don’t leave any marks.” you tell him, leaving your euphoric haze for a few seconds. “i wont apologize for marking you up. everyone should know you’re mine.” he says as he continues sucking and biting your neck. suddenly, joe sits up and removes his shirt, opening your legs. “you look so pretty spread out like this baby, just for me.” then, he brings his dick down to your pussy, rubbing your slit with his tip, teasing you until you can’t take it anymore. “joe, fuck me properly or ill find someone else to do it.” you tell him grasping his biceps with your hands. without warning, he slams his cock into you, and you scream out at the feeling of being filled. “come on y/n,” he teases. “be a good girl and take it.” he quickly sets a fast pace, showing you no mercy. your moans start to become much louder as you feel the coil in the pit of your stomach start to slowly wind up again. “fuck baby, you feel so good wrapped around me, like you were made for me.” he groans out. he drops his head into the crook of your neck as he continues to rut into you. by this point, you just know everyone in the hallway can hear you, maybe even some people downstairs. he removes his head from your neck to hover above yours. he grabs your chin and says, “open.” you immediately obey and you can see his lips start to pucker as he spits in your mouth. “swallow.” he tells you sternly, and you do. “fuck, you’re such a good fucking slut for me aren’t you y/n?” you’re so fucked out that you can’t even reply to him. “i’m fucking you so good you can’t even speak, you’re such a fucking whore.” he pulls out of you and flips you around so you’re on all fours. he quickly slips his cock back into you, and the new position allows him to just perfectly hit the spot that makes your vision go blurry. “you’re mine, you understand? mine. all fucking mine.” he tells you as he grips your hair and yanks you up so your back is to his chest. he wraps his hand around your throat as he continues to thrust upwards into you. “fuck, i’m gonna cum y/n. do you want that? hmm? i’m gonna stuff you so full, my cum will be leaking out of you for days.” he mumbles into your ear. “yes i want it. please cum in me joe.” you tell him, the first full sentence you’ve been able to speak within the past ten minutes. he lets go of you and you drop back down onto your arms. you can feel yourself about to cum around joe’s thick cock. “ugh-fuck joe-i can’t, i’m gonna cum.” you moan out. “come on baby, cum for me, you can do it, i know you can.” he encourages. with that, the coil snaps, and you’re cumming around him. “that’s it baby, let it out. shit, you look so pretty cumming around me.”

joe’s thrusts start to slightly falter as you’re cumming around him, your pussy clamping down on him making his vision blur. after a few more thrusts, he cums in you with a load groan of your name. he stills in you for a few seconds before he pulls out, and rolls onto his back. you land on your stomach for a while before remembering who you are and who you’re with. you sit up and start to collect your clothes that are scattered across the floor. joe notices you getting dressed again. “where are you going?” he asks you. “umm i’m leaving? isn’t this what you usually do after hookups?” you’re starting to become confused. “will you just stay? please?” you think for a moment before replying, “yeah, yeah of course.” you lie back down next to joe and he wraps his arms around your waist as you lay your head on his toned chest.

you lie there together for a few second before joe speaks up. “i’m sorry for being such a jackass to you, you don’t deserve it.” “thank you joe, and i’m sorry too. i haven’t been much better either. at least you’ll actually pay attention to me at my games now right?” you ask jokingly. “i’ve always paid attention to you baby. only you.” he tells you as he kisses your forehead.

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gatorbites-imagines · 20 days

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i was wandering if you can write bane x reader [ i'd ascent to god if its trans/ftm reader, it's ok if you can't or dont want to write it :) ] with a big size difference that's all! have a good day/night and take care of yourself <3

Bane x FTM reader

Headcanons

Still have no internet in my apartment, but luckily my sister is letting me visit her place to do assignments, so I can upload stuff from there.

This is based off of comic Bane more than anything, but i cant really find any gifs of that guy, so comic panel it is.

All in all, I don’t think it matters much to Bane that you are trans. It isn’t something he would see as a dealbreaker, or even care too much about. As long as you guys get along and both have feelings for one another.

Bane is extremely smart too, so if you can’t legally find ways to get treatment, then he would probably know at least 10 different ways to get the result you need.

If you want to build muscle, then Bane is also your guy. He knows as much as one can about the process of working the body and getting the result you want, so he would be able to help you get the look you want, even if you aren’t on any testosterone or hormone blockers.

If you want to work out then Bane could also help you out if you aren’t one for top surgery, as you can get a similar look through the right diet and workout routine. But if you want top surgery, you bet he’s taking care of you afterwards, since he would know a thing or two about medical procedures.

Bane being who he is probably also knows different ways to get you to the hormone level you want, but he would most likely avoid doing anything as drastic as his own mix up with chemicals and the likes, unless that’s what you are trying to go for as well. Would make sure you knew all the dangers first though, just in case.

If you want neither and don’t care much for hormone treatment, surgeries or even presenting masc, then it doesn’t pose any issues either, since Bane wouldn’t really care. Hes one of those “wear whatever you want, I can fight” kinda boyfriends. As long as you are happy and comfortable, then he is comfortable and happy.

He seems like a big scary dude, but Bane would be very respectful of you and how you present yourself. Gives very much “big scary dog privilege” when you guys go out, and you do go out sometimes, as I could imagine some of the bats would let you two go on dates, as long as Bane isn’t causing any trouble. You’ll have to live with being shadowed the entire time though.

The huge size difference also strengthens the whole scary shadow thing, so even if people wanna be transphobic too you, they sure as hell don’t dare to do so, since Bane is towering over literally everyone there with muscles that could kill.

Sharing clothes with Bane would also be entertaining, since hes so much bigger than you. Even just his tank tops would hang off you and slide right off you. You would have to tie it with something or tuck it into your pants with a belt, and even then, it would still look super baggy.

You don’t get the chance to borrow his mask, since he needs it himself. But I could see him finding it kinda sweet if you worked the pattern or colors into your own style. It also helps to tell anybody who wants to hurt you that you hand in hand with Bane. So, crossing you is crossing Bane, even when he’s locked away in Arkham.

The extreme size difference also means you can climb him like a tree, like hanging onto his back like a backpack, or hanging around his neck with your arms without your feet being able to touch the ground if he stands up straight.

You being Banes lover also probably becomes some of the “in the know” knowledge around Gotham. The bigger fish know not to mess with you since Bane would be breathing down their necks if they as much as thought about it.

But being Bane’s partner also means you’d know how to protect yourself and even kill if need be. Being much smaller than him and also being trans puts you at risk, so your lover would want you to know how to take care of anybody that tries to harm you when he’s not around. So, you end up knowing how to use a lot of different weapons and fighting styles one way or another.

But in the end, Bane is a respectful guy whose too damn smart to let you being trans get in the way of a relationship. Your big size difference is also cute in his eyes, since he can easily pick you up or just wrap you in his arms. It’s pretty damn great.

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yandereforme · 2 months

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Damian wayne? nah, Damian AL GHUL.

(in my perspective his al ghul blood is where he gets his yandare shii from cause yk..the al ghuls..it just fits right..)

(imagine if damian stayed in Nanda parbat)

so imagine damian going on an assasin mission in gotham and crosses paths with vigilante!reader(Female if possible xx) on the gotham rooftops where they get into a fight and for the first time, Damian loses, to a girl/woman and now he's obsessed interested in her, now I see him purposely taking missions that's from gotham just to see reader then just one night he plans a kidnapping, think several other assasins on standby so the kidnapping will be perfect and..idk anymore, I ran out of brain juice.(I'm gonna be honest this was my dream last night, and I woke up 💔)

ALSO IM SORRY IM JUST YAPPING I JUST WANTS TO TELL YOU THIS CAUSE MAYBE YOU CAN DO SOMETHING WITH IT CAUSE CAUSE I JUST LOVE YOUR WRITING 💔💔💔

also, me personally, Damian al ghul>damian wayne

I wanna ask without anon but I'm EMBARRASSED CAUSE IDK WHAT I TYPED SOUNDS LIKE WHEN SOMEBODY READS IT!! (and ik my grammar suckz ass cause English ain't my first language. far from that💔💔)

oh no I'm yapping again I'm so sorry

You are not a bother at all! I love this idea, and you don’t need to be embarrassed, that’s how I write most things lol.

Damian Al Ghul x Vigilante! Reader

I’m thinking he went to Gotham to scout out his father and his subordinates (they aren’t a focus in the post)

He completely forgets about them after he meets (and gets his butt kicked by you)

You are an independent vigilante, and you have always been that way. You avoid Batman and his birds, preferring to take care of things like human traffickers, muggings, abusers, etc.

That being said, you knew enough about the big stuff that the boy in ninja gear set off alarm bells. You were prepared for his attacks, and had your weapons at the ready

You were a badass, and wiped the floor with Damian, even pinning him down before other ninjas came out of the darkness, hellbent on you.

He yells at the others in Arabic and you take your chance to slip away. This was above your pay grade, and the Bat could deal with them. You needed to continue your patrol.

Damian was expecting an easy fight, but you surprised him. When you glared down at this boy, blood streaked across your face, eyes alight with hatred as you held him down, Damian fell hard.(I headcanon that Al Ghuls fall for/become yandere for strong fighters or general badasses, while Wayne’s tends to become yandere/protective over kindness/innocence due to their trauma)

Those idiots who interrupted his fight with his beloved were killed immediately, and he immediately set his sights on finding you again.

He found your vigilante work a worthy endeavor, but your civilian life was not up to par. You worked two jobs, both of which were meant to be taken on by peasants, not by important people like you. He admired and hated the fact you survived on your own, admiring your strength but despising what you had to do to survive.

This man will fight tooth and nail to get to go to Gotham at every opportunity. He prefers to watch you on patrol, and privately dispose of the simpletons you were surrounded by

After a while, when your room and all the supplies were prepared, only then did he set up your kidnapping. He approached you late at night, outside of your suit. You gave him another worthy fight, but this time he wasn’t going to let you get away, and knocked you out quickly.

When you wake, it will be to Damian sitting across from your bed, reading one of your favorite novels (he doesn’t like this kind of book, but as his beloved enjoys it, he will be learned on the subject).

Be prepared to have a life of being Damian’s Queen, Y/n Al Ghul. By the time you wake up, he will have already removed all traces of your past from the rest of the world, making sure you had nothing to go back to, if you were ever able to escape, so your best bet is to stay as his queen, and hopefully figure out a way out(you won’t escape.)

#yandere #yandere prompt #romantic yandere #yandere damian wayne #it can be read as fem or masc #non binary darling #yandere Damian Al Ghul

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ponyosmom35 · 4 months

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Simon Ghost Riley x reader

Liability chapter twenty seven

synopsis: reader goes out with her friends and Simon is worried about her going out without him.

warnings: smut, cursing, angst, mentions of PTSD, oral (f & m receiving)

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“Where were you?”

“Oh shit, I forgot to tell you I went to brunch with the girls, then we went to world market, wanna see the cute stuff I got?” she asks excitedly

“Uh... sure. Yeah... sure go ahead” He forces a smile

“So this rug is gonna be for the entryway, I also found these cute candles to add to the shelf in the living room. I also got a basket for some of the blankets and this really pretty mirror that I may need help mounting later” she smiles

“The rug's fine and the candles are great... and... the basket and mirror are good too. But the real question is... how long were you gone?”

“Few hours why?” she asks

“Yeah... I missed you, is all” he responds, trying to avoid an argument. She notices his change in behavior and narrows her eyes, she sets down the candles and crosses her arms.

“Why are you upset with me?”

He pauses before he speaks “I was worried about you... that's all. But you're back now... and you're fine... So forget it”

“Why would you worry about me?” she asks in annoyance “I was just with the girls”

“Forget it alright? Lets put up this mirror” he tries to change the subject

“No tell me”

“I don’t like the idea of you being out on your own”

“Is there something you’re not telling me? Should I be worried?” she asks

“No, baby... of course not. you're my girl and I worry about you”

“I can’t bring you everywhere with me Simon”

He can't help but raise his voice as he replies. I know you can't bring me everywhere... but you are my girl, aren't you? So you've gotta understand where I'm coming from”

“No I don’t understand because you aren’t making any fucking sense! Tell me why you’re worried about me going out without you! Stop dancing around the fucking point!” He grimaces as she raises her voice. He takes a deep breath before speaking slowly and calmly. He's not doing a very good job of concealing the fact that he's angry.

“When you're out without me there are all kinds of things that could happen to you”

“Simon if this is about Las Almas then I’m sorry but you can’t let that worry you! We’re safe here! I’ve grown up with these people, there’s nowhere safer for us in the world! I can’t put my life on hold just because you’re overprotective about possible threats that don’t exist!”

“Don't tell me that those threats don't exist! There are all kinds of people in the city who might want to harm you... what if I wasn't here to protect you? Do you have any idea what kind of shit I’ve seen? I’ve seen the absolute worst form of humanity, forgive me for wanting to keep you safe”

“ Do you have any idea what kind of shit I’ve seen? I’ve seen the absolute worst form of humanity, forgive me for wanting to keep you safe”

He sighs “I never want you to lock yourself away, or hide from the world. All I’m saying is that... that..”He searches for the right words that will get through to her. “That you shouldn’t put yourself in danger unnecessarily. You want to go for a walk? Go shopping? Go to the library? That’s fine. But going out without me is something I can’t afford to let you-”

“Let me? I’m sorry since when did I need to ask your permission?” she asks angrily

“ Don't do that... don't twist my words like that... you know damn well that’s not what I meant”

“I can’t do this toxic shit Simon, I’ve dealt with it before I won’t do it again” she says picking up her keys and walking towards the door. “For the record I survived on my own for 26 years without you, I think I’m okay to go to lunch with my fucking friends!”

Before she can make it out of the door, he grabs her arm. “Listen to me baby.”

“What?!” she asks

He lets go of her arm and gets close to her. He speaks softly as he tries to calm things down. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I reacted like that. Things have been so good between us, I’ve never been happier. I guess I’m just waiting for the other show to drop and I can’t let anything happen to you. I love you more than anything in this world, please don’t walk out that door lets just figure this out together”

She looks up at him, all of her previous anger disappearing instantly. Her eyes filling with tears as happiness swells in her heart “That’s the first time you’ve said you love me”

He looks down at her realizing that she was right, he’d alluded it before, however the three words were never said. They’d been taking things slow, for both of their sakes. Simon was not used to sharing himself with another, his trauma and PTSD was very real and they dealt with it together. Having been able to read each other without needing to say the words.

“I love you too” she cries, launching herself into his arms, he lifts her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. He kisses her hair and moves it, placing gentle kisses on her neck and cheek.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to say it”

“I’m not” she responds kissing him gently.

leaning up and kissing her softly, her hands tangle in his hair while his find her waist. After a few moments it gets heated and she tugs on the ends of his hair earning a groan of delight making her smirk against his lips. She allows her hands to fall from his hair and down his chest to the end of his shirt lifting it. He takes it off and reconnects their lips while he works on the shirt she'd stolen from him. Once he gets it over her head she blushes at the realization that it was finally happening. He carries her up to the bedroom and places her on the ground. Kissing her like she was the air he needed to breathe.

He backs them to the bed and she sits down scooting herself back and laying on her back before he crawls on top her and begins kissing down her neck, she gasps in pleasure. She smiles and reconnects their lips once again while getting to work on trying to get his pants off, he groans and pulls away slipping off his black pants quickly and throws them behind him carelessly. He then looks down at her breathing heavy but rather than kissing her again he just stares

"what?"

"you're just so beautiful" he says moving a stray piece of hair out of her face, she giggles and hides her face against his arm

"we should probably stop"

"why?" she asks in confusion, had she done something wrong? His head perks up and he looks at her in surprise

"I mean unless you don't want to stop"

"no I don't want to stop" she says pulling him back down to into a kiss

"I love you so much" he says against her lips, he pulls away and places a kiss on her cheek before moving down to her neck where he sucked and licked until he was satisfied with the mark he had created on her, her breath quickens as he lowers himself and moves his hands behind her back unclipping her bra before placing short kisses against her right nipple. She gasps and reaches for his hair, he smirks and moves over to the other giving her even more pleasure. Simon moves back and places more open mouthed kisses down her stomach stopping at the hem of her leggings

"we definitely don't need these" he comments, taking the black stretchy material off of her, he discards it behind him and gets back to his previous actions. Simon places kisses on her thighs and she squeezes them together unconsciously, he smirks bringing his mouth to the hem of her panties and pulling them down with his teeth before discarding them as well. He places a hand on her thigh rubbing it while the other gently begins to massage her clit, she gasps loudly causing Simon to smirk at her from his position

"what do you want me to do?" he asks in a low voice

"I - I want"

"what baby?"

"your mouth" she cries, Simon smirks and kisses her thighs before swiping his tongue against her, she arches her back in pleasure as he continues going faster and more aggressively. Her hands reach down and find his hair pulling at it as he brings her closer to her high, suddenly his mouth pulls away from her and she frowns in disappointment. He quickly goes back to rubbing her clit with his thumb skillfully smiling as she writhes underneath him, he switches from rubbing and inserts his finger inside of her sensitive vagina, he pumps in and out a few times before adding another. She whimpers as pleasure begins building in her stomach, Simon then moves his mouth back over her and begins to work his magic with his tongue. By now she was a moaning mess as she gripped Simon's hair desperately trying to ride out her high. The pleasure rushes over her and she sighs happily as Simon brings himself back up to her. She grabs his face and kisses him with passion, he was the only person who could make her feel this way and she wanted to make him feel the same. She then pulls away and gets off of the bed, Simon watches her with confusion but she ignores it and kisses his cheek before dropping to the ground. He instantly reaches forward and grabs her arms causing her to look up at him

"you don't have to do this"

"I want to make you feel good" she responds, he nods and she smirks reaching her hand up and placing it on his hardened penis, she looks up at him and smiles as his head tipped back and his eyes closed. She reaches up and pulls down his boxers watching as it springs out with curiosity, she'd never seen one before. she moves closer to him and takes it into her hand moving it up and down his large member slowly, she had no clue what to do but she figured she was doing ok as a string of curses left his mouth. She moves her hand faster before placing as much as she could into her mouth, Simon curses loudly and grabs onto her arm as she moves up and down making sure to work the rest of it with her hand. After a few moments she takes it out and focuses on the tip swirling her tongue around it smirking as Simon moans lowly. She then places him back in her mouth and does her best as she brings him to his edge

"I'm close" he says, she removes her mouth and continues moving her hand up and down him until he finishes. He breathes heavily staring at her in awe before grabbing her arms and helping her up, he pushes her back on the bed before disappearing into the bathroom. When he returns his member is cleaned off and he had a happy smile on his face

"that was incredible" he says crawling back over to her, she nods and pulls his face to hers kissing him passionately once again. His hands explore her body, after a few moments he pulls away and stares at her with a smile

"what?" she asks

"I'm just so in love with you its unreal" he says softly with a smile

"I'm in love with you too Simon"

"are you sure about this? we can stop" he reassures brushing hair out of her face

"you're my person, I want be with you in every way possible"

"if I'm hurting you please just tell me and I'll stop ok?"

"ok" He then reconnects their mouths together once again and her stomach fills with excitement and nerves, she was ready for this. She loved Simon more than anything and she wanted to be with him. She stares at him in awe wondering how she got so lucky. He sends her one last look and she kisses him again to show him that she wanted this more than anything. Simon moves himself over her and spreads her legs giving him full access, she gasps as she feels the tip rub against her core and moans quietly. He then slowly pushes himself inside of her and she clenches around him gasping in pain, she grips onto his arms trying to lessen the pain.

"are you ok? am I hurting you?" he asks with a panicked expression, the girl cannot bring herself to speak but shakes her head. She wanted to do this. He moves himself in fully and she moves her head against his, he kisses her neck trying to comfort her and make it better. He dips his head and kisses her cheek before moving over to her nose

"is it better now?" he asks, she nods and he begins to pull back out slowly, he sends her another look before moving back in a bit faster this time and she sighs as the pain had lessened. They continue slowly and with each passing minute the girl begins to feel better and better. She began to arch her back and move with him as he went faster, her small moans were driving Simon crazy. Simon moves her legs up and she wraps them around his waist crying out as he hits her g spot every time she moves her head to his neck and pulls at his hair. She begins to kiss his neck. She had no idea how long had passed when she began feeling that familiar build-up

"I'm close" she mumbles holding onto his hair

"me too" he responds as his strokes begin to grow sloppy and she cries out as pleasure washes over her body panting and trying to catch her breath. Simon continues going in and out before finishing himself moaning loudly in her ear, he collapses on her chest and she reaches up brushing her fingers through his slightly damp hair. He then lifts himself up and pulls out of her before rolling over, she turns to her side and he instantly pulls her into his arms gently stroking her skin. It was nice being alone, just the two of them, this was not a gift they got often as her brother still hates his guts. But right now nothing could ruin this moment for her, it was perfect, she had her first time with the man she loved and planned to spend the rest of her life with. She looks at him and admires every detail of his face and smiles as he jokingly covers it. she reaches her hand up and traces from his nose down to his lips and finishes it off with a soft kiss which makes him smile brightly.

"so was it everything you ever dreamed of?" Simon jokes causing her to blush and hit his chest before covering her face in embarrassment, he reaches up and moves her hands from her face so he can see her. Her mind wandered back to the sex dream she had about him after they first met.

"did I hurt you?"

"no you didn't"

" I love you, I don't know how you did it but you made me feel whole again. I want spend the rest of eternity with you, even then It wouldn’t be enough"

"we can have forever" Simon stares at her with sadness as he knew that his words would not ring true, their forever wouldn’t be as long as she hoped and it was his fault. Simon shakes the negative thoughts of the future out of his head and smiles wondering to himself how in the holy hell he got her. She had the purest heart and he was far from the same, they were complete opposites yet they worked. They both respected each other and never dared to change the latter, they worked well as a team.

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certainlynotasimp · 10 months

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Hii, i think a good idea for a one shot could be that there's a canon event where the spiderperson!reader have to do the iconic Spiderman kiss in their universe, like Spiderman 3 (toby's one) with Gwen stacy or whoever you want, but they are in a relationship with Miguel LMAOOO btw im sorry if there's something wrong with the grammar, english is not my first language <3

Rewrite the Stars

((Miguel O’Hara x Female! Reader))

A/N: A non Sunny x Miggy post? How odd for me lol. I’m so sorry this is super late and to everyone whose requested, I’m working slowly but surely on y’all’s stuff. If you wanna read some stuff in the meantime, here’s the Masterlist and feel free to join my discord.

A/N: I tried doing the you/yours pronoun thing because this isn’t a Sunny fanfic but I really don’t like it lol.

Warnings: Jealous Miguel?, Unrequited/Forbidden? Love, Female Reader/Female Pronouns, Barely use of Y/N, and no Spanish this time ((I’m trying to find a new translator and hopefully an editor))

The universe.

One of life’s greatest mysteries. A mass of stars and galaxies that housed so many lives within its many pockets. The lives of so many people whose lives were already written within its cloudy arms and their ends cemented in its pools of nothingness.

A beautiful cycle of cruelty and destiny.

A cycle that was the reason for your utter misery as you sat at a bar listening to your dimension’s Ben Riley blabber on about some football game you cared nothing about.

His oblivious brown eyes sparkled at the fascination with the game as his dimpled smile accentuates his sharp jawline. The warm lights from above caused a healthy glow to bounce off of his shaggy blonde hair, almost making him look like an angel. You can see why Spiderverse assigned him as your love interest.

In your earth’s canon, you were a typical woman who had gotten bit by a radioactive spider during a high school field trip and you spent your entire high school experience thrashing goons instead of chasing boys. Even helped take down some aliens with the Fantastic Four and the Avengers at times before college finals. Spiderwoman was New York’s beloved hero and the cockiness of being its one and only SpiderWoman quickly got into her head.

That was until six months ago.

Six months ago, you were fighting the Vulture over the Empire State Building when another, more mutated version of the same villain appeared. They both decided in your state of delirium over the doubles that you would be a good plaything.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Hey, I didn’t ask for a combo with my chicken!” A feminine spider’s voice screeches as she avoids the hooked talons of the erratic variant.

The two villains took turns flying menacingly around the scope of buildings to throw the hero off of their location while the other swooped in and tries to rip her throat out.

As she attempts to escape the feathered monster, its companion would come and slice away the web of salvation, continuing the vicious cycle.

Blood blinded her vision as the loud ringing at the base of her skull grew louder. The causes of that annoying alarm grasp their razor claws into her shoulders before sweeping her exhausted body into the air with a victorious snarl.

‘I guess this is the end…’

As the heavens draw closer to her doom, her life hanging up by the slicing of her muscles and bones, a glimmer of fate happens. The warmth of a flash barely registers as the first ache disappears with a startled squeak and a burly force. The sudden change in feeling takes her breath away as she suddenly begins to plummet below.

Her eyes quickly adjusting to the suffocating drop, she can see that one of the Vultures was now fighting an even more prominent blue figure, his howls of pain and unintelligible cursing heard from the stumbling brawl.

As the flash from her familiar foe reaches around the building, she shoots her web at him and used him as a glider.

“Time to ground you, birdie!” She yells as she throws the villain through a window. Catching her grip on the building, she looks at her new foe in the sky and the wind is knocked out of her from the sight.

The man who saved her was in a futuristic spider suit with his mask now off. His dark hair flutters in the wind as the setting sun makes his tanned skin glow. His red eyes glare at the wiggling mutant as his full lips pull back into a snarl. His jaws open revealing a set of large fans before he plunged them into the mutant.

Who the hell is that?

~~~~~~~~~

“(Y/N)?…” Ben frowns as he realizes his date was lost in her thoughts.

You snapped out of your head and fake an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I was remembering something….”

That wasn’t a complete lie. You remembered the day you met Miguel O’Hara. The Spiderman of the year 2099 and the leader of the inter-dimensional Spider Society. The anomaly that had come into your world had brought the two together and you were recruited due to your stubbornness, much to Miguel’s annoyance.

~~~~~~~~~

“No.” His annoyance dripped from these words as he glares down at you. You were caught in wonder at the idea of there being other Spidermen and that they worked together to stop the collapse of the entire universe. The thought seemed too good to be true that you just had to ask if you could join until those red eyes shot your dream through the heart.

“What do you mean ‘No’?” You ask in disbelief. Your own eyes glared deep into his soul as your hands balled into fists. “I’m a Spiderman just like you! How could you-!”

“You are not like me.” He coldly snaps at you, your ranting briefly interrupted as the man towers over you. His clawed hand grasps your face as his glare sets a spark of fury down in your chest.

“You will never be like me and you will never-!” “Is that our new recruit?” A smooth British accent appears behind Miguel as a spiked-headed Spiderman peeks around his bulking figure.

“No, she’s-” The tall punk pulls you away from Miguel with a mischievous laugh as he introduces himself. “Ello, love, my name is Hobie. Hobie Brown.” He leans down with a sly smirk as his mischievous attitude infests your being like a plague. “Just play along, mate. Let’s riffle this wanker’s undies.” He whispers as you giggle.

“Nice to meet you, Hobie.” I allow a sly smirk to slide onto my face as I look back at the now very annoyed Miguel. “My name is (Y/N) and I’m happy to join.”

~~~~~~~~

The distant sound of screams filters through the bar as the distinct sound of a car being tossed into another building.

Looking at my gizmo disguised as a watch, you realized that the canon event was starting.

~~~~~~~~

“You did well today,” Miguel admits under his breath. Looking at him in shock, you realize that he wasn’t scowling like he normally was. He had a softer expression, his eyes shining with approval as his lips quirked into a mimic of a smile.

The mission had almost gone rouge with the escape of a prowler and him hiding low in a crowded dimension. Despite the obvious danger, Miguel opted to go alone like usual, but his lack of spider sense caused him to get caught up in a trap. Talons and Fangs don’t really help if you can’t exactly move around to use them, so he ended up taking serious blows.

Luckily, you managed to get there and tumble with the villain long enough for the others to rescue Miguel, and the team managed to recapture the prowler. Of course all of them looked pretty bad injuries wise, but the look Miguel had as you sat there bandaging up his wounds made it worth it for some odd reason.

“Thanks Boss.”

~~~~~~~~

June 27th : SpiderWoman of Earth 648 will rescue love interest, Ben Riley, from an attack against The Rhino….

The roaring of the mechanical beast fills the panicked screams of the patrons as the sinking feeling falls in your chest. Ben is quick to play the hero like any guy would as he grabs your arm and drags you out towards the emergency exit. Just like the timeline said it would.

You use the chaos to your advantage as you pretend to trip and get lost in the crowd of people struggling to escape from the emergency exit.

~~~~~~~~~

“What do you mean by that?!” I snapped at an irritated Miguel.

Lyla was surprisingly quiet as she watched the duo argue. Miguel whips around at you as his ruby eyes scorched into yours. His talons point at you accusingly as he reiterates your next canon event.

“On June 27th, you are going to be out on a date with Ben Riley. The Rhino is gonna attack that street and you’re gonna save everyone, and afterwards you’re gonna have to kiss him.” His frustration evident as his permanent frown creases.

You stare into his eyes in defiance as you coldly utter, “No. I’m not gonna kiss Ben Riley.”

“And why not? He’s your love interest!” Miguel exclaims, obviously more furious than before. “You’re the Peter to his MJ. You gotta kiss him because you’re destined to be.”

“I don’t love him! I don’t even like his whiny ass!” You snap as you felt your frustrated tears roll down your face.

It’s true. Before you joined this team, you would have been thrilled that you were destined to be with Campus Hunk Ben Riley. He was everything you could ever want from a guy. He was good looking, sensitive, athletic, and social able. The all around good guy you would be proud to bring home to your folks.

But…

Sharp grasp on your shoulder alerts your attention back to Miguel as he slams you back against the desk. His eyes burning embers as he glares down at you.

~~~~~~~~~~

Changing into your spidersuit, you began to fight The Rhino with a distracted daze in your movements.

The memory from a week prior burning in your mind as you sloppily avoided cars and harsh blows. After a few well timed flips and back kicks, the brute decides to throw a large street cleaning truck towards the alleyway. Just like Lyla predicted when she handed you the file.

The Rhino is gonna throw a street cleaner towards the alleyway where Ben is. SpiderWoman will stop the truck before impact and sling it back towards The Rhino ending the fight.

~~~~~~~

“And why is it that you are being so difficult?!” He snaps as his fangs glimmer from his scowl. A cute trait you used to love about him until it was pointed at you. “You are no better than a spoiled child with how you are acting so you better have a good fucking reason!”

You growl back at him with a tear rolling down your enraged face.

He had no right to argue with you about your life, not when he’s the one making it difficult.

~~~~~~~

Shooting a web out towards the buildings, you catapulted yourself into the air and landed in front of the truck. Quickly reusing the web with some enforcements, the truck was bounced back to the The Rhino. The enormous foe gets trampled by the machinery as the crowd cheers for SpiderWoman’s dreaded victory.

“Way to go SpiderWoman!!” A familiar voice joins the crowd as I see Ben on the ground, obviously he either tripped or fell back to avoid the truck. You offer a hand towards him as you thank him softly.

“Thank you.” I faked the smile in my voice as the crowd disappears, leaving the two of you in the alley way.

~~~~~

Finally snapping at him, you yell out in fury,

“BECAUSE HE’S NOT YOU!”

With a frustrated slap to Miguel’s face, you run past him and escaped back to your dimension, heartbroken over how the events to come and what just happened that despite everything you couldn’t change fate.

No matter how many times you fell asleep during long nights talking on his observation deck. No matter how many playful sparring matches turn into flirty comments. Not even the little gestures of bringing the grumpy spider his coffee and him bringing you some sweets during meetings could change that the star already written your path.

You fell in love with a man who isn’t meant to be yours.

~~~~~

It’s been a week since that fight and you still haven’t seen or heard from him. It hurt to know that your confession was brushed aside while you had to continue the continuity. You half at least expected him to be here to make sure you at least followed through with the canon event.

“Would you like a swing home?” I offer just like I’m supposed to. The moment that was meant to be a nervous beginning to a love story felt like the beginning of heartache as I watched a blush form on his face.

“Sure,” he answered before a flash of realization that his date was suddenly not with him. Another trait you wouldn’t have noticed if you were as in love with him as you were suppose to be.

“Hey my date isn’t here…I think she got hurt or lost during the panic.” His concern caused a pang of guilt to stab her in the chest.

Recovering quickly, you shoot out some webbing and playfully hang upside down infront of him. “Well I guess that swinging date will have to be postponed.”

“Wait it was gonna be a-!”

Quickly, you pulled down the mask enough to deliver a quick peck to his rambling mouth. You force out a giggle as he stood looking at you flabbergasted.

“See ya, Riley.” You swing off as the man bumbled to even ask how you knew his name.

Lyla just said it was a kiss, not a what kind of kiss.

With a heavy heart, you swing back home as you tried to remember that this was all for the sake of the canon. That Miguel didn’t care for you the way you did for him. You tried your hardest to tell your aching heart that those past few months were you just making too much out of nothing.

You mournfully entered your apartment through the bathroom window you normally kept unlocked . You stripped away the skin tight fabric before wrapping yourself in the familiar comfort of your robe as you exited the room into a dim lit living room.

You heart stick in your chest as you see Miguel standing there in your living room in his bright blue spider suit and a beautiful spring lily in his hand.

“Miguel? What are you doing here?…” You ask as yoy warily approach him, scared he’s gonna do something to you.

He shakes his head, refusing to answer as he hands you the flower. It’s soft white petals shining in the pale moonlight as you smile fondly at it. They were your favorite flower. Something you told Miguel a million times before.

Before you could thank him for the kind gesture, a soft thump above you alrets you to look up. A spindle of glowing webbing cascaded down the ceiling with the large spiderman now suspended upside down from it. His free hand caresses the side of your face as his eyes stared softly into yours.

“I can’t change the canon, mi amor…” he whispers sadly before mischief lights up his molten gaze. “But we certainly can try to rewrite the stars for us.”

An excited nod from you causes his chest to rumble as he pulls you into a slow passionate kiss.

You were glad this is a canon event for spider men despite it not going as planned.

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no-see-um-incorrect · 2 months

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Cinnamon sugar

another BitterSweet Trio poly Fic!!! 🩷🍪🧡 Just in time for Valentine’s Day

Hope you enjoy

No TW this time (unless there’s something I missed then please tell me)

“…Al are you sure about this?” Seth‘s voice was filled with concern as he watches his boyfriend balancing precariously on a step ladder and a few books “almost…got it..HAHA!-WHOW!” Alphonse loses his footing and falls backwards into Seth’s arms much to the smaller man’s irritation “I got it~” Al waves a fairly large, seemingly handmade book in Seth’s face before hopping out of his arms

“holy shit! is that your pops old recipe book?” Al slides into the kitchen and tosses the recipe book on the counter and Seth hops on the stool “hell yeah it is! and I’m lucky my dad made these recipes dumbass proof” “why? He knew how to cook” “HE did. me and my Ma? Nah. Better have home insurance” seth laughed and Alphones fliped the pages. Each page felt sturdy, like they got stronger with age. “He practically drilled them in my head. said “your gonna need to make food for your loved ones one day”” seth smiled down at the book of recipes “....little did he know I’d still be feeding you” Al leant over the counter to kiss his forehead, seth's face turned bright red still not quite used to that….from either of them and i don't think he ever will. “Um i *ahem* why ya getting this stuff out?” al snickers at his reaction “bet he'd have never guessed id have two people to care for~” Al attempts to lean in for a kiss but seth pushes his face away “aw come on! No kiss for ya Boi!?” “you'll get a kiss when you can stay on task” al sighs and continues reading the recipe “french toast bake plus strawberries”

“so you wanna make breakfast as a surprise for sugar?” “I need some help....and you take direction well-OW!” Seth smacks Al’s shoulder then gestures to the book “okok!..there's a list of stuff here. You get that i'll get the bowls and shit”

“And in the oven it goes. see~ i told you we could cook without catching the house on fire” “hold on now theres still time during baking” they both laugh ending in a comfortable silence.

“I'm honestly surprised sugar aint’ up yet” “well that just means we have a little more time..got any ideas?” seth thinks for a moment a devious grin appearing across his face “...yea i got one” Al slides onto the counter in front of seth “oh yea and what's tha-HM” Seth pulls him into a kiss by the collar of his sweater. The kiss lasted a few seconds when seth pulls away “how's that as a kiss for “Ya Boi” sufficient enough?” a few seconds of silence and adoring eye contact before Al speaks up “......Your gay” “THIS is why i don't try” seth attempts to walk away but gets trapped by Al’s legs “Get back here cowboy~” Al wraps his arms around seth's neck “hey~ i love you” “i love you too ya goof” “im serious. Your the cinnamon to my cinnamon sugar toast OH and Boo’s the bread cause they bake And without them…we wouldn't be together” “aw Al….that’s really sweet” they press their foreheads together basking in the soft embrace of each other

“OK who turned off my alarm!”

They both chuckle hearing their partner from the other room “Good morning Boo!” “mornin’ sugar”

I hear sugarboo’s footsteps. Alphonse hops off the counter to avoid getting scolded “oOoO something smells good in here!” “Al got the bright idea to turn your alarm off and wake me up to make breakfast” “well I don’t see the fire extinguisher anywhere, so I’m assuming everything went smoothly” Sugarboo gives them both well-deserved kisses. and sits on the barstool. The timer went off, and Alphonse is very careful taking the dish out of the oven “happy Valentine’s Day Boo!” “holy shit! That looks really fucking good! Whose recipe did you use?!” “my dad’s. he used to keep a book of all of um’ and I wanted to cook some breakfast for my two favorite people” Seth wraps his arm around Alphonse’s waist. Boo smiles with adoration in their eyes looking at their boys

“you know I’m really proud of you two. Not just for cooking, but for making it this far. You make me feel so fucking lucky” they push themselves up and wrap their arms around Alphonse and Seth

“Happy Valentine’s Day boys” they hold each other tightly and contently

“aright now let’s eat I’m fucking starving”

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Happy Valentine’s Day everyone🫶

I hope you all are having a great day rather celebrating alone or with someone else

Hope you enjoyed this little thing with the boys

#yuurivoice #writing #yuurivoice seth #yuurivoice fic #yuurivoice alphonse #yuurivoice sugarboo #bittersweet trio #fluff and only fluff #happy Valentine’s Day

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Comforting Female Reader Who Has Experienced an Assault

Anon asked: Hey honey, I was too shy to ask off of anon... But do you think you could do some HC’s for the boys helping a f!reader who was previously sexually assaulted? I am having a really tough time right now. ( I am handling it all and I have people helping me too) it’s just really weird for me to deal with I guess Thank you sweet Ro!

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I’m sorry to hear that stuff like that is happening to you but if you ever need someone to talk to just to vent or for advice you are always welcome to talk to me since I have experienced past sexual assaults and harassments. It’s always a no-judgment zone when talking to me fyi. Just remember everyone processes it differently but you are not alone and hopefully the people helping you are a strong support system.

I love you anon and I hope these make you feel better.

I chose almost all the males I usually write for because they would all kill/die for the ones they love.

Originally published on February 11, 2020

*Speaking to everyone who reads this: These can be taken as platonic relationships or romantic. Just know I am not romanticizing the issue. There will be solid advice. There will be dumb advice. These are after all my headcanons for how I think they would treat the issue with a fem!reader (I think with a male!reader they would act just a little bit differently. This is a sensitive topic so please read the warnings and just remember you are all loved.

Warnings: Angst, PTSD, fluff, mentions of past sexual assault

Hosea Matthews-

He would hear this from you directly

Would be shocked before he drops everything in order to listen to you

If you don’t wanna talk about it he won’t push you but he will hint that it may make you feel better

If it happened all in the past he would piece together some of your tendencies that relate to the assault, what you tend to avoid and whatnot, and basically, he’ll help you so nothing at the camp will trigger you

If it happened more recently he will try and urge you to tell him who it is so he can sick the boys on them, without your knowledge of course

He’ll just say “It’s been taken care of Sweetheart. No need to worry about it.”

Hosea is the most caring one out of them all and will constantly check up on you, see how you are doing/feeling, will get you whatever you want whenever you want, and more importantly will always put others in their place if he feels they are getting on your nerves or are crossing boundaries

If you do daily talks he’ll always ask if it’s okay to hug you or hold your hand because he wants you to know desperately how much you mean to him and the gang

If he sees you heading down the wrong path, he will pick you up without a doubt. Orders you to take care of yourself and if you don’t listen to him, he will send Arthur and John the most awkward boys in the universe to go and talk you into doing the stuff he told you to do

He’ll do about anything you want in order for you to feel better and get past this traumatic experience

“We can’t change what happened to us. That’s all in the past. However, we can change how it affects us now. How we’ll go on in the future. Turn this into something to make you stronger.”

Dutch Van Der Linde-

Will deadass go on a rampage after learning you’ve been assaulted

All you have to say is that you got hurt by someone- He doesn’t need any details unless you want to fill up the rage he already has

He will hunt down whoever they are no matter where they are with most of the gang by his side, it doesn’t matter how long ago it was, he wants to see that bastard/bitch who did this to you in the ground

“And they will surely be dealt with” literally will be his words- Anyway after they are dealt with will he only focus on you

He’ll be careful with you and probably the most annoying thing he can and will do is, treat you like glass

It doesn’t matter anymore if this was in the past or more recently, he will make sure someone he trusts is by your side and preferably a woman so probably Miss Grimshaw

Eventually, he will realize that he is overdoing it but he will give you one of his speeches saying it’s only because he worries about you

You just gotta be upfront with him, tell him what you need and what you do not need, and he will fix himself after apologizing

Expect a lot more gifts from yours truly

By a lot, I mean a lot

He will make it rain jewelry for you if it means you know how much he cares

Can’t say that about the money though

If it still lingers over you he will without a doubt, try and help you through the process of at least accepting what happened well happened

“Try and focus on the now and make yourself better for the future” Or something along those lines would be his advice

Arthur Morgan-

Is a saint no matter what he says

You would have to tell him face-to-face and rather bluntly that you were assaulted. If you hint at it, he may take a moment before he realizes what you mean

He won’t act fast but he will sit down with you and have a talk with you

Of course, he wants to act, his blood would be boiling at the thought of someone even touching you without your consent but for your sake, he will take a breather and wait until you are done venting to him

He would treat you the same

He wouldn’t necessarily tread lightly on certain topics unless he sees that it makes you uncomfortable and omg if one of the boys dares to mess with you he will be on their ass in a hot second

Basically, he may hover but he won’t realize it since he’s treating you the same way as always

It’s up to you as well to decide the fate of who hurt you

If you want them dead, he’ll go do it in a heartbeat

If you want them beaten, he’ll go do it in a heartbeat

If you want them threatened, he’ll go do it in a heartbeat

If you don’t want anything done, he’ll just keep an eye on you and make sure you are faring well

When he’s not at camp he’ll have Hosea, John, or one of the ladies keep an eye on you

He makes sure that you know you can bother him for anything, he may be grumpy about it but he’ll do it just for you

If you’re having nightmares or just can’t sleep you can sleep on his cot and he’ll stay with you until you do fall asleep

If nothing works to make you feel better you bet your ass he’ll take you with him, on rides to town just to get you out and about

His last resort is letting you see his journal- That’s how you know this boy genuinely cares about you because no one touches the journal

“People are not so kind. But you are. What I’m tryin’ to say is don’t let that bastard/bitch put out your light. I care ‘bout ya.”

Charles Smith-

He would be the most understanding like Hosea

Would make sure that you are in a safe space mentally before he allows you to vent

Will reassure you that you are safe no matter what but he will want to get back at this person

It usually goes against his code for killing but he cares about you and no one deserves to get hurt like that so he will take time out of his day (probably go gather Arthur) and go and kill this person

Whether you wanted that or not he would have convinced you this person would probably have another person to prey on soon enough

Speaking of, he will remind you that you are not a victim but a survivor

He’ll be there for you all the way

If you need some company he’s there for you even if you don’t want to talk

Charles can and will be your rock if you need it

He’ll help pick you up and depending on if it’s okay with you, tell a selective few what happened so they can also help you

It may be cheesy but I can see Charles in this scenario making you say positive things about yourself in order to ward away the negative thoughts

“Repeat after me. I am a strong woman. I am resilient. I am a tiger.”

May or may not be making fun of Mr. Pearson at the last one in order to get you to laugh

Either way, he’ll make sure you to feed you positive lines almost every day

If you need to get out he’ll take you on nature rides and remind you out beautiful the world is despite how cruel the people are

He won’t exactly hover but he will be constantly glancing your way at camp to make sure you are all good

Tells you venting is actually good without needing to hear the advice

I forgot to mention it in the others but, all these males will make sure you know self-defense. They give you tips and tricks with each weapon of their choice that way no one will mess with you again

You can always rely on Charles to give you good advice though. Understands that sometimes you just need someone to rely on so you know you’re not alone

“I know you. You are strong and beautiful. Don’t give anyone the power to doubt yourself. Only you have that power.”

John Marston-

Is fucking awkward when it comes to this kind of thing

He will 100% see red as soon as you tell him and no matter what no one but Arthur, Dutch, and Hosea can stop him from going after the person who hurt you (and those three will join him tbh)

He is not the best to talk to about this so he’s okay if you just need the company

May take you to a saloon and get you a drink or two just to ease you, will not give you more

Honestly, I see John as completely awkward and not knowing what to do for this situation. He’s at a loss and if the problem (the person) has been dealt with wouldn’t know how to help you

He would go ask the girls how to cheer you up or make you feel better, go to Hosea would be a better option and would finally just ask you what you need and how so you don’t get stuck in your PTSD

Though he may understand but not in the way that is relatable. He’ll understand the nightmares and such but he won’t understand if you fear that person because his situations have always been near death

He will desperately try to understand you though

Will send Jack your way if that kid can cheer you up

“Well fuck, y’know I always have your back. Just- I um don’t let ‘em get to you.”

Javier Escuella-

This man would have no idea what to say at first

It’ll take him a minute to register before he asks if he can hug you- mostly to reassure himself that you are physically safe

Once that is done and over he will get straight to business and ask what you need

Murdering the person would cross his mind tbh but he’s too focused on you that he won’t ask till much later

If you need to clear your mind he’ll take you fishing, show you how to fish and have Hosea come along so it’s all positive vibes

He’ll write some songs and lullabies for you and serenade you to show you how much he cares

I honestly think Javi bottles everything up when it comes to himself so he’ll be more than happy to talk to you about your PTSD or share stories and even his own past if he deems it right by you

He would gut whoever you want like a fish for you btw

“Hermosa, you’re strength inspires me”

And it truly does

It takes a lot of guts to admit and accept what’s happened and even more to want to reach out for help

Javier would admire that and remind you whenever you need to hear it

Sean Macguire-

Ahaha if you thought John or Dutch had a short fuse for this- The minute he finds out he’s already spouting nonsense of them meeting their demise

And if you allow it or they are not dead he will surely make them have a terrible death

He would risk getting caught by bounty hunters again if that were the case

As for comforting you, this boy doesn’t exactly know how to do that

He laughs off his own traumatic experience so he’d probably be trying to get you to crack a smile or drink with him

Homeboy would try and get you to kill some bloody people for the fun of it ngl

Hopefully, his energy will rub off on you

I don’t really see him as the sitting down type but if he cares about you he is more than willing to listen to you and also more than willing to give you unwanted advice and a shite ton of his opinions

“Yer fuckin’ priceless. No mutherfucker hassa right to touch ye.”

He will end the speech with something gory I bet

*I was going to add Keiran and Lenny but I ran out of ideas but I hope the lovely lads I did write and their reactions/comfort help anyone who needs it

#softrozene writes #rdr2 x reader #red dead redemption 2 x reader #hosea matthews x reader #dutch van der linde x reader #arthur morgan x reader #charles smith x reader #john marston x reader #javier escuella x reader #sean macguire x reader #angst/comfort

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filtharchives · 4 months

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a sfw piece! finally! yippee! happy new year!

four parts total, mostly short aside from the third

summary: cove x reader - you presented as your secondary sex and now you and cove have to cope; just small moments in the omegaverse

tags: sfw, fem/afab reader, omega!reader, alpha!cove, omegaverse, minor implications of predatory behavior towards reader, slight reimagination of the intro to Step 3, kind of possessive cove (very minor tho), blood mention (during bond marking), not edited lol i don’t do that lmk if i missed any tags tho

at fourteen years old, you figured you got the hang of the whole ‘puberty’ thing—or at least understood it enough to live with it. of course, you weren’t done with new changes, according to your parents and your middle school health teacher. you still had to present, which would come sooner or later by now.

it came sooner rather than later. you went to bed feeling a little weird but woke up this morning feeling normal again, only to run into your sister on the way to the bathroom and for her to freeze in her tracks and stare at you in surprise for a moment as she sniffs the air.

“oh, hey. you’re an omega. congrats,” she’d said before quickly entering the bathroom and locking you out as she went about her morning routine.

despite elizabeth’s lackluster reaction, your moms were much more enthusiastic about your presentation, and your ma even taught you how to nest, bringing you to now.

you’re waiting on cove’s bed while he digs through his closet, looking for things to give you for your first nest, as per your request. he was incredibly flustered when you asked and the blush on his face still hasn’t quite gone away.

“is a blanket okay?” cove asks, holding one up and avoiding eye contact.

“ma says that when people give their omega stuff for their nest, it’s usually used clothes,” you say matter-of-factly, pretending not to notice cove’s flinch when you say ‘their omega’. “cause it still has their scent and stuff on it.”

“w-why do you even want my stuff anyways?” cove asks shyly, putting the blanket back.

“ma said that for younger omegas who don’t have mates, their nest usually has stuff from their family and friends, and you and i are best friends, so i need your stuff too.”

cove nods in understanding, a little less embarrassed now, but only enough to look up at you from his place on the floor.

“alright, then. so… wanna look through my laundry basket?” he chuckles a bit, finding the proposition a little weird. you giggle as well but nod, scooting up the bed and out of the way as cove grabs his laundry basket and dumps its contents across his sheets. you grab one of the shirts and sniff, feeling butterflies in your stomach. you don’t even notice you’re smiling as you do, and cove doesn’t have the guts to point it out, instead electing to turn away and pick out another shirt for you.

you put the two shirts to the side and return your attention to the laundry pile, a small snort escaping you before you can cover your face.

“what’s up?” cove asks, raising a brow. you snicker and point to a spot in the pile, where a few of cove’s underwear are visible. cove let’s out an embarrassed sound and quickly grabs at them, throwing them back into his laundry basket. he tosses one more shirt your way before clearing the rest of the laundry off the bed. “i think that’s enough!” his voice cracks at the end but you decide to be merciful and ignore it, thanking him for the clothes instead and asking if he wants to come over and see your work-in-progress nest.

when you return to school after summer–your first day of high school!--cove anxiously sticks by you as you both wave goodbye to mr. holden before he drives off to his shop. after you presented, his father told him to look out for you–a young omega is a target for new and seasoned alphas alike–and even if you would only be on school grounds for majority of the day, anywhere that wasn’t sunset bird suddenly made cove hyper-aware of how others looked at you; especially upperclassmen alphas. it didn’t help that he was a late bloomer who still hasn’t presented yet, as it made him feel like a younger kid who wouldn’t be able to defend you if need be, despite his height and athletic build.

the two of you hang around outside the school building, not wanting to overwhelm your nose with the amount of presented alphas and omegas within before it was time. cove sympathized with you, as even without presenting, his nose had always been pretty keen and for some reason he had a weird feeling in his gut since he woke up this morning. still, even waiting outside hardly comforts him as he watches alphas look at you as they pass by or sit outside. cove holds your hand–whether for your sake or his is debatable–and groans when the bell rings, warning students they have five minutes to get to class.

“do we have to go?” he practically whines as the others outside make their way into the building.

“we don’t wanna be late on the first day,” you say, chuckling at his behavior.

“we’re freshmen–we can just tell them we got lost,” he shrugs. despite that, he relents and stands from his seat along with you. he puts both hands on your shoulders and looks you in the eyes. “text me if anything happens, okay? if anyone makes you uncomfortable or anything, i’ll come over, even if i’m in class.” you don’t doubt he would–he’s your best friend and didn’t care too much about school so long as he passed.

“alright,” you nod. cove hesitates for a moment before pulling you into a hug and you can feel how worried he is to be apart from you in such a big, new school and your perceived vulnerability. if only you had the same schedules, but unfortunately, your counselors didn’t get the memo that you two were a package deal.

cove gives you another squeeze as you hug him back and suddenly something catches your nose, making you sniff a few times. led by your senses, you bury your nose into the side of cove’s neck, making him yelp and pull back in surprise.

“what are you doing?” he squeaks out. you don’t have the mind to be embarrassed as you look up at him in surprise.

“cove,” you say with wide eyes. “i think you just presented. i think you’re an alpha.” cove’s eyes match yours.

“wait- seriously?” he gapes. “wha- how? just now? an alpha.” instead of answering, you pull the collar of your top to your nose and inhale.

“... and i think you just scented me,” you add. cove’s face is pink at that revelation and before he can continue sputtering and apologizing, the second bell rings, meaning the two of you are officially late to your first classes. you grab cove’s arm and all but drag him into the school.

“hey, wait!” cove’s brain catches up and he matches your steps. “uh- what now?”

“now, we go to class,” you say. “we can talk about this all at lunch, but i really don’t wanna be later than we are.” you flash him a grin. “besides, since you’ve scented me, i’m sure no other alpha’s gonna wanna come near me, so that’s good, right?” cove blushes deeper but nods.

“r-right. yeah. that’s good.”

cove is beyond delighted to be an alpha. yeah, he wouldn’t have minded being a beta like his mom and his new friend terri, but being an alpha almost guaranteed that he could keep you safe from other alphas just by his scent laying a soft claim on you.

so, after that first incident, it became routine for you to have cove’s scent on you. even now, in your sophomore year of high school, cove would scent you in the back of his dad’s car on the drive to school. cliff fully supported this morning routine out of concern for how high school alphas would act towards you without this kind of deterrent, even calling cove a ‘good kid’ for looking out for you so heavily. if only he knew cove’s actions were a little less platonic than he let on since the two of you confessed your mutual feelings at 13 (but even without being officially dating yet, cove was pretty sure his dad wouldn’t be surprised).

summer of 2016 rolled around and now you were with cove on the steps outside his house, waiting for the new tenant(s) of the donnells’ former summer home. finally, the sound of a car grabs your attention, followed by the sight of a taxi turning into the street.

“this has to be them, right?” cove asks, eyebrows raised.

“the only people who come out here, live here,” you grin, a chuckle leaving your lips. “it has to be!”

cove let out a small, surprised “oh” when the taxi door opened, revealing a young man around your age, dressed in black and white with swoopy hair to match.

“hello, folks,” the young man greets with a smooth voice. “who might you be?”

“um- we’re the neighbors,” cove replies, only slightly recovered from the surprise. the new tenant’s smile grew in a cocky yet non-malicious way.

“hallelujah,” he says. you and cove share a bewildered look before looking at the young man again, watching as he grabs his suitcase from the taxi and thanks the driver. when he saunters over, you and cove stand up from the steps.

“i’m baxter ward,” the new neighbor, now known as baxter, says. “it’s excellent to meet you, neighbors.” he turns his attention to you and holds out his hand to shake. feeling no bad vibes from him–a sense of familiarity filling you instead–you hold your arms open for a hug instead, which baxter accepts without missing a beat.

“welcome to sunset bird, baxter,” you say before introducing yourself. baxter greets you in kind as you both pull away from each other.

“we’ve met before,” he says, making your boyfriend ask, “what?! when?” baxter continues to smile widely, head tilted slightly to the side as he studies your visage. “it’s embarrassing, but i haven’t remembered that part yet,” he admits with a cordial laugh while cove continues to stare in disbelief. “i’m getting there. don’t tell me. i know you want to, but do not. it’ll come to me.” he sniffs the air from his polite distance, trying to recall where he’s smelled you before, and suddenly recognition appears in his eyes. he announces his revelation with a snap of his fingers. “the cypress, at the summer soiree! of course. mm, that had to have been before any regionals, so, ah, at the time i was about fourteen years old. that makes it… five years ago from now, right?” cove’s mouth fell open.

“are you kidding me?” your boyfriend asks with a raised eyebrow. “is he serious? did you really meet this guy at that country club five years ago?”

“yeah,” you say with a small, disbelieving smile–a little speechless about said guy being right in front of you again. “i told you about him, remember? the mysterious boy who danced with me that night? lee was all over that story.” cove’s eyes widen a little more, both in surprise and realization. he let’s out another little “oh” before baxter speaks again.

“it’s good not to forget a face,” he says. “you see, my parents are members of the cypress. they happened to be passing through on a trip across different states when they heard about the event. funnily enough, the entire reason they joined was for the connections they could make with other members there. looks like that perk has finally hit for me too. originally, i thought it was only any good since i could occasionally dance there.”

“dance?” cove asks.

“yes,” baxter nods. “i’m a ballroom dancer. ah- forgive me. i started talking about myself before you even had the chance to introduce yourself.” he holds out his hand for cove to shake. you see your boyfriend straighten up to his full height–on purpose or not, you can’t tell–as he shakes baxter’s hand, eyeing him carefully.

“i’m cove,” he says. “i don’t know much about dancing, but that’s pretty cool.”

“you have a wonderful name,” baxter grins. “dancing isn’t hard once you get the basics down.” cove doesn’t seem convinced, raising a skeptical brow once more. baxter decides to continue with that same cocky grin. “well, if either of you are looking for a partner, i’m available.” cove involuntarily stiffens, instinctively pulling you closer by the waist.

“i already have a partner,” he says, relaxing as you lean into his side with a hand on his torso. “(y/n) is the only one i’d wanna dance with. she’s my girlfriend."

“you’re both together?” baxter asks with only a little surprise.

“yeah, we are,” you confirm with a soft smile.

“now that’s crushing; but makes sense,” he says with a small chuckle. “i got here too late. should’ve taken a semester off sooner.” cove’s smile flattens out and his eyes narrow at his new neighbor. you can’t help but snort at the sudden flare-up of his scent, lightly patting your hand on his chest. on the other hand, baxter looks unoffended, instead offering another apologetic smile. “that’s a joke,” he clarifies. “really, i didn’t mean to intrude on anything you have with the offer.” cove reels in control of his scent, placated.

“i’ll take you up on that offer sometime,” you chirp with a cheeky smile, giggling to yourself as cove rolls his eyes with an exasperated smirk and a huff through his nose at your agreement coming right after his refusal.

“i really am qualified to give lessons,” baxter says, looking at cove for his blessing.

“yeah, it’s fine,” cove relents, playfully pinching your side. “so, um. what made you decide on sunset bird?”

“oh, yes,” baxter nods, taking in the question. “well, my parents rented a condo so i had a place to stay while i’m off for a semester from college and not living in the dorms.” there’s a playful glint in his eyes as he continues. “ideally, they wanted to send me somewhere that wasn’t too exciting, but, lucky for me, they picked the wrong street. considering the two of you live here.” baxter then preemptively lifts his hands up in front of his chest, giving the gesture for meaning no harm. “it’s nice not to be the only one my age around the neighborhood for an entire summer, nothing more.”

“you could’ve phrased it like that in the first place,” cove sighs.

“i don't feel the need to keep words of praise to myself, but they’re not romantic come-ons,” baxter explains. “i see that you two are very much a committed pair. i’d like to be friends, if we can. but that’s all.”

“it’s… okay,” cove says with a small smile, an attempt at friendliness. on the other hand, you can’t help but grin.

“i’m finding it pretty entertaining.” baxter laughs at that, due to your own amusement or the difference in how you and your beloved receive him you don’t know.

“glad we’re working things out,” he says. shifting his weight to his other foot, baxter tries to move forward. “so, which condo is yours? how long have you been living together?”

“oh- no!” cove sputters again, making you laugh. “we’re… we’re both your neighbors, but we live in different houses with our parents.” the two of you point to your homes directly across the street from each other with your free hands.

“you’re neighbors who started dating?” baxter asks with wide eyes before sighing with a sort of satisfied smile. “what a couple of lovebirds. you’re the backbone of romantic society! honestly, i hope you never break up. if you can make it work, there might be a chance for the rest of us.” cove sighs in exasperation despite the bit of amusement on his face. baxter continues, “well, if either of you are free, i’d be thrilled to hang out this summer, but we can save the schedule talk for later. goodbye for today.” he gives you both a small nod and a dazzling smile. you and cove both give your “bye”s and the newcomer turns around to go to his new, temporary home with his belongings.

with him out of the scene, coves lets out a long breath.

“well,” he says, looking at you with a tired smile. “i don’t know how i’m gonna explain that guy to my dad.” you burst into a fit of laughter trying to imagine the conversation. “at least the job is done. we saw the new neighbor, and now we can go meet up with terri and miranda.”

“yeah, we should get going,” you nod. as you and cove start to walk up the street, you feel him give your waist another squeeze, his arm not having left you at all since he first placed it.

“don’t think i’ve forgotten about how much of a brat you were just a minute ago,” he smirks. “i’ll pay you back eventually.”

“i have no clue what you’re talking about,” you snicker, only for cove to stop walking and pull you into his chest, both arms now wrapped around you. he holds you in a tight embrace as he takes his time rubbing the sides of his neck against yours.

“i should’ve scented you the moment you crossed the street,” you hear him mutter, making you snort at his protectiveness–or is it possessiveness? either way, you can’t say you hate it when you tilt your head to give him easier access. miranda and terri may have to wait a little longer.

it’s a week after your shared heat/rut that cove decides to bring it up. the two of you have been engaged for some time now and he feels like he might just burst.

“you want to bond?” you repeat, a little slack-jawed. “now?”

“yes,” he nods firmly despite the apprehensive look on his face and the awkward squirming in his seat. “not unless you do, of course. but i’ve been thinking about it a lot these past few months, even before we got engaged, and… a-and it was all i could think about doing during- …during my rut.” his face goes even redder at that admission but he forces himself to maintain eye contact with you. “we’re already engaged and honestly… i don’t wanna wait until after the wedding. i wanna be yours, forever, now.” you can’t help the blush that creeps up your neck nor the way your heart pounds, just like you can’t help the smile that spreads on your lips.

“okay,” you breathe out softly, as if not trying to scare your fiancé. “okay. i wanna bond too. i’m ready.”

“r-really?!” cove squeaks out, surprised you agreed so soon. “are you sure?” you chuckle, nodding.

“yup. positive,” you affirm with a smile. “do you wanna go first?” cove gulps as you run a hand through your hair, slightly moving it away from your neck. you bite your lip to keep from laughing when you see the look on his face: eyes wide and focused on your neck while his mouth is slightly open, maybe even close to drooling.

without even responding, cove leans towards you, his strong arms simultaneously pulling you into his lap. he looks you in the eyes again and without a trace of doubt on your face, he smiles shyly before opening his mouth and going right for your closest scent gland. you wince and let out a whimper as you feel his teeth sink in, but you know it has to be done–the bite needs to be strong enough to bleed in order to leave a proper mark. cove gently rubs over your back when he feels you wince, a silent apology for the pain as he gently releases your neck and laps up the drops of blood that remain.

“you did so good,” he says softly, licking and kissing at the new mark on your neck. you meet his eyes for a moment to see the tears welling up, your softie alpha crumbling at how permanent your intertwined lives have become, before he returns to burying his face in your neck and soothing the purposeful wound. “thank you.”

“don’t thank me yet,” you muse, running a hand through his seafoam locks. “i still have to mark you.”

“i know,” he says with a watery chuckle. “and i’ll thank you again after that. just… in a moment. just let me finish with the blood. i don’t like seeing you hurt, even if it’s for this. but thank you for trusting me to do this. for wanting to be with me forever and stuff. for being with me all this time.”

“you’re always thanking me,” you laugh, now just as watery as his voice. “you did the same thing during the proposal.”

“i know,” he repeats, looking at you with a smile despite the tears now falling down his cheeks. “i just have a lot to be thankful for when it comes to you. and i want you to know that. how much i appreciate you and need you and… and love you. i love you so much. and thanks to you, i know it’s not ‘too much’.”

“i love you too,” you whisper, not trusting your voice to not break if you spoke any louder.

“i know.”

BONUS my omegaverse hcs

alphas: liz, cove, cliff, gregorio, jorge

omegas: noelani, lee, miranda, derek, irene, shiloh

betas: pamela, kyra, terry, baxter, nicolas, jeremy

#our life beginnings & always #olba #cove holden #cove holden x reader #cove x reader #i wrote this #omegaverse #a/b/o #a/b/o dynamics #a/b/o au

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m1d-45 · 1 year

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More unrelated Bird Xiao blurbs because this idea has me in a chokehold.

Xiao always felt guilty about the scar he left on your hand when he but you. He nuzzles that scar with his little feathered head every chance he gets.

Zhongli noticing Xiao is in a much better mood these days. When the former archon asks the yaksha about it, he swears he saw Xiao give a small smile before he left to pray to the creator.

Xiao gets hurt in his bird form. He can't fight back in this little body and ends up with a broken wing. When the true creator finds him, he can only chirp sadly and apologetically. 'I'm so sorry,' he thinks, 'I just wanted to find you.' But instead of leaving him there like he expected, you oh-so-carefully pick him up and use what little powers you have to heal him. His heart aches for you when he hears you murmuring comforting words to him while you hold him close. He never wants you to let go of him.

-sibling anon, who is currently fixated on all the fluff+angst material of this idea

honestly i could probably post this stuff as like. a Genuine Post. but i wanna answer this now and also have a really sad post right after valentine’s day (which is already q’d) so… here’s 800 words of bird xiao :)

xiao’s fond of sitting in your palm, head resting on the small scar on your finger. he feels so bad for it, always, the glimpse of blue engrained in his memory, but he hopes by covering it you won’t hate him for it.

you don’t hold it against him (honestly, you probably forgot) and treat him as you always do: with kindness. you pet over his wings and give him your almonds, and in return he sings you a gentle song.

he’s seen at the inn less and less often, it’s so quiet on the balcony that verr ends up calling zhongli over. the consultant knew the yaksha, somehow, and she hoped he could find out what was wrong. zhongli wasn’t expecting anything serious, but when the balcony was empty even after he called for him…

(across liyue, xiao stiffened in your hands. you frowned, but he only flapped up, up, and away, leaving you as suddenly as he arrived)

xiao appears a moment before zhongli was going to call again, seeming… almost relaxed.

they talk, and though xiao swears he’s keeping up with his duties… zhongli knows he isn’t lying, but he can see how his debt has lessened. his shoulders are straighter, he isn’t as hunched over, and his hands aren’t balled at his side.

zhongli eventually shrugs it off. hes not surprised xiao hasn’t been hanging around as often when the traveller recently went to sumeru; love does strange things to people.

xiao’s only seen you in his mortal form once, and it was entirely by accident.

he’d been traveling from one hilichurl camp to the next, and your paths had crossed. he’d frozen, unused to seeing you when he want the size of your palm, but even from a distance he could see the terror in your eyes.

he hated it.

he couldn’t move for you if he wanted to—he did, he wanted to stop and hold you like you’d held him, wanted to brush his hands over your skin and assure you you had nothing to fear—as you turned and fled, leaving him alone on the trail. he couldn’t blame you, in truth, not when his spear was drawn and his face was taught with irritation. it made sense you’d be afraid of him, just… he wasn’t prepared for it to hurt this badly.

he’s been careful to only approach you in his smaller form ever since, no matter how far he had to fly. it wasn’t worth scaring you.. not after he’d already hurt you once.

he was distracted as he flew, not seeing the hawk that was diving for him until it was too late. the claws of the larger bird slammed him into the earth with a sharp crack, and he let out a cry. he couldn’t shift, not now, not when it was the time when you were usually walking about-

“hey!”

the bird didn’t pay attention to your call, only pressing xiao down further, but he did. he tried to wriggle from the hawk’s grip, to avoid the sharp beak that could spell his death in this smaller form. all he needed to do was get out, to slip free- but what if you saw him? would you still be afraid of him?

a large stick hit at the hawk, knocking its beak from xiao. you’d picked one up, one of the many splintering sticks scattered in liyue. you.. were protecting him.

the hawk cried and let him go, flapping backward, but you continued to jab at the dirt in front of it until it caved in and flew away.

xiao tried to flip to his feet, but one of his wings was hurt badly, pain shooting up his shoulder when he tried to move it. another weak chirp slipped out of him without his meaning to, and you turned, worry on your face.

you knelt—you shouldn’t be doing that, not to him, not when he was so dark and you were such a bright light—and carefully picked him up, cradling his small form in your palm. the warmth from your hands quickly covered his body, seeping into the definitely broken bone and easing some of the pain.

you carried him back to your messy camp, carefully hand-feeding him bits of almonds. if he weren’t covered in feathers, he’d surely have flushed a bright red, but he couldn’t deny that the food did help slightly.

for the rest of the day, he sat in your palm in a quiet half-sleep, weakly chirping whenever you checked on him. other birds came and went, but you kept him sheltered in your hand, wiping away any dust on his feathers.

by the time morning came, his wing was barely even sore.

#m1d : [chats]#m1d : [secrets]#sibling anon #bird!xiao shenanigans #i could genuinely make this into a post like /srs but like…. why do that…. too much work…..#n my fated diluc post is already set up n q’d…..#i didn’t fistfight tumblr to get that to work to delay it by two days yk?#would i like Internet Numbers of course but like… this is our littol secret….#also the line abt the traveller is meant to be like. zhongli thinks xiao’s with the traveller. he’s not. but.#man idk i need to shut up #1k research paper = cringe but 800 words of xiao = i’d love to #bird xiao **cradles him gently**

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astrobydalia · 2 years

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Relationship observations pt. III

I actually meant to post this on Valentines Day but overthinking and procrastination took over as usual ☺️✨

Relationship observations: pt. I and pt. II

Masterlist

Work by: astrobydalia on tumblr

Juno in Aries people either get married quite young or they get married to someone younger or both things might occur

Juno in 1st house tho IS a big indicative of marring very young after having a love at first sight situation with the person

Also, Juno in Aries/1st house people will marry someone that is just like them in some way

Similar thing can happen if you have Juno in Leo/5th house, you guys just have very similar personalities and get along like buddies. You’ll definitely marry someone you’ll have lots of fun and laughs with

Venus-Chiron aspects indicates attracting third-party situations in relationships. It's not necessarily cheating (could be) but things along the lines of your partner being in a relationship when you meet them, falling for two people, etc.

I swear I’ve never seen Cancer and Taurus placements NOT ending up together

Mars in the 1st house synastry: honestly I really dislike this overlay. Yeah it creates great attraction blah blah but it’s honestly the most superficial overlay in my opinion cause it’ll only make you interested on how the other person presents themselves not wanting to look into deeper levels of their personality, which turns to be incredibly irritating in the long run. Not a good indicator for longevity in any connection.

Capricorn moon in the Juno persona chart indicates the marriage can feel a bit "serious" and maybe even traditional, could indicate unhappy marriage or a partner that is not emotionally expressive. This also indicates a marriage that is hard to break, I've seen this in people who felt the "obligation" to maintain the marriage for some reason

Eros is often interpreted as just a sexual asteroid but I've very much often observed that people end up committing to those who embody typical traits of their Eros sign which goes to show that Eros is also related to romantic/platonic attraction (just like in mythology) and not just sexual attraction

I've observed so so so many times Fire moons pairing up with Earth moons and these couples work surprisingly well together. Basically the earth moon calms down and grounds the fire moon and the fire moon person energizes and amuses the earth moon person. It's pretty cute.

I don’t know why people don’t talk about 2nd house synastry/heavy 2nd house in composite more often. 2nd house is significantly more common than 7th house in many long-term/married couples. This house literally represents stability and our sense of value, things we feel like are worth maintaining because of the value we give to them. Therefore 2nd house synastry or activated 2nd house in composite indicates you see potential of long-term stability in that relationship and you also value your connection together.

I don't think people talk about how commitment-phobic Scorpio/8th house Venus people can be a lot of times. They can be exactly what people think Aquarius Venus is. I’ve seen SOOOO many Scorpio/8th house venus people being super indulgent in their relationships like wanting an open relationship, avoiding labels, getting in on-and-off situatioships and even cheating sometimes. They are deep down very hedonistic and want to explore their sexuality. If they find someone they genuinely wanna settle with they'll be fiercely loyal, but they're not necessarily looking to get attached like that right off the bat cause they see love as giving someone the power to hurt you so a lot of times they just get into relationships to test the waters and if they find the love of their life great but if they don’t then they’re okay with just having a good time *wink wink*

People with moon in the 7th house are the type to dye their hair blond bc their crush likes blonde girls or stuff like that

Libra, Pisces, Cancer and Virgo placements are literally the ones who invented the "don't leave, we can try again and make it work" concept

Gemini risings will attract wealthy partners!!! Nobody talks about this enough but I swear I haven’t seen a single Gemini rising who didn’t have a wealthy partner/spouse. Their 7th house is ruled by Jupiter after all.

All Cardinal Venus people loooove the chase and those first stages in a relationship

Gemini Venus naives either date literal clones of the same type of person over and over again or they date people that are completely different from each other. No in-between

Libra Venus people think they have a type but deep down they don’t know what they want. One day you’ll see them date someone that is the exact opposite of what they previously described as their “perfect partner”

People with 8th house Venus/Mars are the type to make out with random people in clubs and parties just for the sake of it lol

Venus/Mars in Aquarius or aspecting Uranus will at least once in their life date someone who their family doesn't approve of

Aries moons engage in toxic and co-depandant relationships more than scorpio placements

I’ve noticed people with Venus in the 4th house end up with partners who have a very childish/immature energy either physically or mentally

It’s well-known that Juno persona chart talks about spouse but I’ve noticed it also represents how the marriage is from your pov

Everyone talks about Pluto but honestly natives with Moon-Saturn or Venus-Saturn or Saturn in the 7th house are the ones who will REALLY get themselves in very toxic, possessive and controlling relationships. (Saturn = authority, restrictions)

I’ve noticed Capricorn placements always end up falling for Virgos particularly

Something I’ve noticed about 8th house synastry that nobody talks about is that this overlay a lot of times comes with a whole deal of admiration. The planet person specially is able to easily see everything the house person is capable of (since this is the house of our inner power) and this can either be intimidating or threatening for the planet person or on the contrary it can cause literal fascination and admiration for the house person (this is where the infamous obsession comes from). When healthy, the planet person could really desire to lift up and empower the house person or the planet person feels more empowered around the house person or vice versa. When developed this overlay causes genuine devotion and loyalty in the couple

I personally believe natives with Moon-Pluto aspects belong with people who also have Moon-Pluto aspects in their own natal chart (romantically), otherwise they will feel very misunderstood and alone in their own intensity. Although this can be a double-edged sword too

Natives with Chiron in Libra/7th house are serial daters. The type to jump from one relationships to another in a matter of months. They’re usually loyal tho

Pay attention to PoF in the Juno persona chart, I’ve observed this sign/energy is bound to be significant in the chart of your fs

Capricorn Venus have this tendency to be condescending or patronizing with their loved ones, because in their mind they're just taking care of you

#astrology #astro #astro observations #astro notes #zodiac #ascendant #birth chart #gemini #moon signs #capricorn #synastry #composite rising #composite

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leejeongz · 1 year

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how enhypen act when they have a crush on you

pairing: crush!enha x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: teasing, slang

heeseung ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ it took him a while to realise he had a crush on you tbh he just thought you intimidated him for other reasons

♡ like he knew you were attractive and that you’d most probably get on well, but he didn’t realise the actual gravity of his feelings

♡ shy heeseung !!!!

♡ the only person who can make him blush (he’d never EVER admit it though)

♡ launches his phone and kicks his feet whenever you reply to him

♡ if someone catches him he’s straight back to “:| nothing”

♡ heeseung has definitely accidentally liked one of your posts from 2014 lmfao

♡ in real life, you would never imagine that he has a crush on you. he tries his hardest to avoid you and panics when your schedules overlap because he just AH doesn’t know how to act around you

♡ he talks to all your friends but you :(( he does want to but he thinks he’ll embarrass himself in front of you

other members below the cut

jay ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ FULL ❗️ of compliments

♡ sometimes they don’t land as he wishes, they’re a bit awkward and sound kinda weird when he says them out loud (but you’re still getting giddy over them because you have a crush on him too lol)

♡ no matter how long you’ve been friends, he still can’t look you in the eye

♡ but he does know how beautiful they are and isn’t afraid to tell you !!!

♡ we all know jay has no bad days, especially when it comes to his looks, but he tries extra hard on days when he knows that he’ll see you, spending hours on his hair and outfit, that’s how his friends know that he really likes you.

♡ okay so out of everyone, against all odds, i think he would be the most successful when it comes to flirting

♡ as i said he’s full of compliments but he’s also very good at making it known what his intentions are

♡ so you’d never be left feeling like you don’t know where you stand, it’s pretty clear that he has a crush on you

jake ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ jake is the type of guy to look out for those he’s interested in, even if you don’t even know each other

♡ he keeps his eye on you, probably from afar, and uses it to work his way into your life

♡ idk if jake can acc drive but he would still find a way to make your journey to school/work easier

♡ jake is 100% that one guy who waits to message you on your birthday just to start a conversation and it works lol of course it does

♡ i don’t doubt that you’re hilarious ofc, but jake thinks you’re the funniest person on the planet,,, no one has ever made him laugh as much as you do.

♡ he tries to show off in front of you tbh

♡ and sometimes it’s like kinda cringe for other people to watch but he’s charmed you so you don’t seem to find it cringe at all :)

sunghoon ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ despite his cold exterior, you always find him being nice to you

♡ the wanna be tsundere that just doesn’t have it in him to ever ignore you

♡ he texts you back really quickly and tries to help you with stuff even if he has no idea

♡ whenever you catch him looking at you, he turns away real quickly and smiles to himself… very cute

♡ there’s definitely going to be a rumour about you two dating before he's even confessed to you since he acts so differently around you than anyone else

♡ his feelings are like burning a hole in his heart that’s how strong they are, but he still doesn’t do anything about it because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable 😭 bless him

sunoo ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ you very quickly find yourself within his friendship circle, and, although you’re not very close with sunoo, he’s always super affectionate with you and smiling at you

♡ a gift giver. even if it’s just a small thing like a pen because you forgot to bring one that day. he picks out the prettiest pen in his pencil case and gives it to you with the most genuine sweet smile

♡ whether you’re at school or working, he tries his hardest to clear his schedule on important days for you (sports events, interviews, presentations, etc).

♡ so basically, he’s your number one supporter and he WILL be your best friend whether you like it or not before he even considers confessing his feelings

jungwon ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ without realising it’s kind of… weird he copies stuff you do and buys similar items

♡ like say you have a blue cloud charm on your backpack, he’ll get a pink cloud charm to match lol

♡ denies that he has a crush on you but 🤨

♡ he’s adamant he will spend time around you even if it means sacrificing his own plans. he grabs lunch at your favourite cafe in hopes of seeing you instead of sticking with his friends

♡ saying that tho, i think jungwon would be least likely to change himself around you

♡ he always acts like himself around you, if you don’t like him for that then that’s on you 🤷🏻‍♀️

♡ but who doesn’t have a crush on jungwon lol ANW

♡ one time he asked you if you wanted a hug when he noticed you looking stressed and now physical affection is normal between you two, like the next step would be kissing lmfao

niki ･:，｡★ﾟ

♡ the first to tell his friends, the second he’s sees you he hits the group chat and tells them he’s gonna talk to you and make you his

♡ he thinks he’s so confident and smooth but he’s stuttering on EVERY WORD

♡ he’s most definitely a teaser, you’ll come away from every conversation thinking he dislikes you but that’s so far from the truth

♡ behind your back, he’s your number 1 defender, to the point where no one even dares say anything bad about you because they are too scared of niki lmfao

♡ he loves sitting next to you and poking you or nudging you (especially when you’re concentrating)

♡ AND THEN asking if you wanna get up and dance ??? even though you're in public or smth lmfao

#enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen reactions #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #jungwon #niki

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emotionally-intuitive-engineer · 2 months

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My grandma has been verbally abusive towards me since I was little. I didn’t do anything to her, and yet she still says horrible things to me. She thinks she’s the boss of me and once said that what I thought didn’t matter. My parents know about this abuse and yet they don’t do anything about it.

Grandparents are supposed to treat their granddaughters with respect, and yet my grandma decides that it’s okay to treat me like garbage. I hate her so much and I want her gone. She has even made me suicidal.

I’m sorry. I just needed to vent my frustrations.

Oh, darlin.. she's stuck in her own time n that jus shows how she wants to have control over others. Yknow how women didn't have lotsa rights n stuff? I figure she just wants some sort of control, along with the fact that you're a little lady too so she things you're supposed to be taken control of. But that ain't right, sugarcube. You're yet own person, and nothing she says is worth- excuse the language- fuckall.

Honeybee, please stay strong fer me. If you can, try to make your frustrations as visible as possible if you ever have to see her. Avoid her. "We're going? Will grandma be there?" "Yes." "I don't wanna go, she hurts me." Continue to remind them.

I'm sure there are also people you can call too, darlin'. This is abuse, don't underestimate it.

N' remember, she's just some person. A shitty one at that. Hell- I don't even wanna consider her one- more like just some lowly trash who's stuck in the past. N' no, 'm not sorry fer sayin' that.

Honeybee, yer worth so much more than that. Please stay strong for me. One day you'll be able to never see her again. Maybe when you've got yer own place as an adult-but still. I promise you the day will come as long as you try to see it through, baby. It's gonna be okay. Keep stayin' strong fer me, darlin'.

#tf2 #dad engie #tf2 engineer #emotionally intuitive engineer #team fortress #team fortress two #engineer team fortress #engie team fortress #engie tf2 #team fortress 2

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jedi-enthusiast · 4 months

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@confusledqueer apologizes for not responding sooner, it’s been a busy couple days and—honestly—I forgot for a bit.

Moving on-

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Me equating some of the things that anti-Jedi people say to antisemitism and, sometimes, outright Nazi-esque rhetoric is not “wild” or “a stretch,” as you’re implying.

Justification of their genocide, denial that it actually was a genocide, a belief that the genocided party “caused” their own genocide, and a belief that they genocided party were wrong or “led astray” while one person was sent to make things right- (via either making them change their ways or outright destroying them/their culture) -are all things I’ve seen people say about the Jedi…

…but they’re also things that people have actually said about Jews.

Take the example I put in the post of someone denying that the Jedi Purge was actually a genocide, and how—by changing “Jedi” to “Judaism” and “Force-religions” to “Abrahamic Faiths”—it sounds verbatim to Holocaust denial.

Or, as another example, people claiming that the Jedi “kidnapped kids to brainwash them”…don’t you see how that sounds like Blood Libel?

So me pointing out that a lot of stuff anti-Jedi people say sounds like antisemitic rhetoric isn’t a stretch, not when a lot of it sounds verbatim to what people are saying with the rise of antisemitism and stuff they have said in the past.

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Now, I’m not Jewish, but it’s not just me, your neighborhood White Girl™️, who’s pointing this stuff out.

Actual Jewish people have pointed out the alarming similarities between anti-Jedi rhetoric and straight up antisemitism. So, if you wanna argue about- “you shouldn’t compare real world discrimination to fictional stuff” -then you should probably take that into account.

Go ahead and try telling Jewish Star Wars fans to stop calling out antisemitic rhetoric in the fandom, I’m sure that’ll go down real well.

I also find it hilarious that you’re telling me to be careful about the rhetoric I use in a thread about how I shouldn’t point out that some of the rhetoric other people spout is basically antisemitism rebranded.

And my point in that post wasn’t- “since this is based off of a real world culture/religion, you can’t criticize it.”

My point was- “since this is based off of a real world culture/religion then you need to be careful about how you criticize it, otherwise you might unconsciously be spouting bigoted beliefs and antisemitic rhetoric because you don’t recognize that that’s what it is because you’re saying it about a fictional culture.”

By all means, I get that some people just don’t like the Jedi, that’s their prerogative and we all have our own tastes.

Criticize them, if you feel like it, but don’t go around spouting rebranded antisemitism to do it. I’m sure you can come up with plenty of things to complain about them for without doing so.

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Now, I can understand why you might be worried about the slippery slope from this to shit like actual censorship—which, I think we can all agree, is a bad thing. Or how you might think criticizing this could lead to the whole “fandom purity” debate.

My thing is, it all comes down to does it actually harm people?

Perpetuating harmful stereotypes via saying stuff like the Jewish based characters “steal children,” or “lost their way,” or “they caused/deserved their genocide”—that does cause actual harm.

Think about why the “angry black man” stereotype or the “cheating bisexual” stereotype are bad and people- (rightly) -push back against them. It’s the same thing here.

Shipping a problematic ship, calling a fictional serial killer “babygirl,” writing about dark topics*, headcanoning characters as gay or trans…none of that is actively harming people.

(*obviously when writing about dark topics you should tag appropriately so people can avoid triggers, but that’s another topic for another day)

That’s the difference.

And, for the record, I think letting people spout bigotry just because they’re saying it about something fictional is the more dangerous mindset than calling it out.

#star wars #sw prequels #the clone wars #pro jedi #pro jedi order #in defense of the jedi #antisemitism #fandom meta #star wars meta #fandom wank

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