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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 1 year

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Is it possible I could request a sexting hc with rhea ripley x fem!reader?

Maso’s Krampus Christmas 2022

Oh yes, it is 😈 *unedited, not that anyone cares anyways. We’re here for the good stuff not for the Pulitzer 😌*

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You spotted Rhea across the room beside the same redhead she had arrived with. The girl was beautiful: copper hair, bright green eyes framed by a heavy brown smokey eye, soft freckles all over her face, warm smile…she was beautiful and you knew that was the exact reason why Rhea chose to bring her.

She wanted to ignite that flamin hot burn of jealousy within you, but you already knew her game, so you just laughed when Damian leaned against the wall beside you “They’re not really together, y’know?”

“I didn’t ask anything” You shrugged before taking a sip of your champagne. His dark eyes were glued to your features, trying to look for any sign of annoyance “I felt like you needed some sort of explanation”.

A soft smile coated your lips as you looked up at him “She’s petty, immature, a mocker, completely childish, has temper issues and thinks the world revolves around her. So of course she would bring the most beautiful woman she could find to try to get a reaction from me. I know it all too well, Damian. You don’t need to explain me anything, even though I know you have good intentions”

“I tried to advise her against it, but you know how she is” He took a deep sigh “I don’t think it’s fair to you though. You deserve better”

“Better…like you?” You teased, knowing he had a crush on you ever since you met, before you started dating Rhea

“In an alternative universe, yes” Damian laughed “But not on this one”. You got closer to him and placed your hand on his chest, before leaning closer until your lips almost brushed against his chin “Wanna bet that she’ll text me any minute now?” The confident smirk on your lips only made him chuckle “How are you so sure of it?”. And as if by coincidence, your phone beeped with a text, “Name your price, Priest” You teased as he grinned “U$100,00”

“Get ready to open your wallet then” Taking your phone from your black clutch purse, you aimed the screen on his face, letting him read it first hand.

A faint “Damn it!” left his lips when his eyes caught the glimpse of Rhea’s name on the screen. And as Damian reached for the wallet in his back pocket, you read her text:

Mami🌶🔥: What the hell are you doing with Priest?! I thought he wasn’t your type. Did you lie to me this entire time? Was this your plan from the beginning? Get both of us?

My Forever🍯🖤: Down, girl! What I do with my life does not concern you anymore since we’re not together, remember? 🤨

Mami🌶🔥: Oi! I don’t like the attitude 😠

My Forever🍯🖤: Good thing you don’t have to like shit 😝. As a matter of fact, you should worry about your new girl, Ripley. Not me 😉

Mami🌶🔥: She means nothing to me, she’s not you and she never will be.

My Forever🍯🖤: Strong choice of words for someone who was just laughing along with anything she said 🤔

Mami🌶🔥: Jealous? 😏

My Forever🍯🖤: Should I remind you who texted who first? 😌

Mami🌶🔥: You deserve a slap in your mouth for that one 👋

My Forever🍯🖤: And who’ll be brave enough to do it? You? 🤨 Please, don’t make me laugh 😒

Mami🌶🔥: Why don’t you meet me in the bathroom so I can remind you just how well I can shut your mouth 😏

My Forever🍯🖤: I don’t think copper girl would like that 🤷‍♀️

Mami🌶🔥: Idgaf about copper girl

My Forever🍯🖤: Bet she’d be upset about that 🥺

Mami🌶🔥: Are you really gonna make me remind you of every single detail in order for you to come *along and in my mouth 🤪*?

My Forever🍯🖤: 🤔🤷‍♀️

Mami🌶🔥: Come to the bathroom with me…I miss you 😢 I miss your body, your lips…your pussy 👅

My Forever🍯🖤: I know you can do better than that 😒🙄

From where you stood, you saw Rhea huff a laugh before her name flashed on your phone screen.

Mami🌶🔥: I miss your scent, the way you moan my name, the way you arch your back when I hit that sweet spot inside you, the way you cry and beg me to make you cum when I eat you out. I miss tasting that sweet pussy, miss tracing your curves with my tongue. Last night I kept replaying our last time together…you straddling my thigh, rubbing yourself against me, my hand around your throat, choking you enough to make you smile. You placed my hand on your tits and asked me to play with them and make you cum like a good little girl…is that what you want, baby? Want me to make you cum again? 😈”

My Forever🍯🖤: Yes 🤤💦

Rhea smirked and stood up from the table, her eyes locked with yours across the room and she placed a toothpick on the side of her lips.

Her gaze never looked away from yours and when she brushed her shoulder against yours, she whispered “I can’t wait to feel that tight pussy around my fingers”

#rhea ripley smut #rhea ripley imagine #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley #krampus christmas 2022 #masochist writes

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wayfayrr · 9 months

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Gonna ask this RIGHT this time lets GOOO

I’m a bit of a nut when it comes to pyromaniac and explosion obsessed characters, just going absolutely manic with numerous explosions going off around them type of stuff

Can I maybe ask for a reader like that with Time? Just an absolutely tired man who loves seeing them happy, but by god please put the gunpowder down for five minutes

Thank you, and once again bc you deserve it, congratulations :>

thank you again for all the congratulations 🥹💖💖 I swear everyone on here is so sweet. 💖 for this one I hope you don't mind I went with a calmer moment for that type of reader where they're sitting by the fire making explosives relaxing, I hope you like it!!!🔥✨✨

“[name], what are you making over there? Please don’t tell me it’s more explosives…”

“Look you don’t have to mutter under your breath like that.”

“You didn’t answer my question [name].”

“I thought you didn’t want me to tell you.”

The old man seems to be looking his age for once, granted I'm one of the main reasons he's been pushed to his limits like this. Really though, it's in my nature I can't just hold myself back. He should know this with how clear it is that I'm not the most civil when things like this are involved.

"Please stop making explosives from your own world, at least use normal bombs."

"'Normal bombs' don't have the same effect though Time... Look it's not like I'm making the dangerous ones."

Maybe I should stop doing stuff like this, it seems Time really is more stressed than he ever was before I arrived. The chain are taking care of me here, I shouldn't be adding to their stress, well time’s stress more than anything. It’s hard not to feel at least a little guilty about acting like this when he sounds so exhausted. Planting himself down next to me with a sigh, it really feels like I’m about to be given a lecture about my personal safety. It takes a moment to remove my current project away from the heat and to make sure that it’s stable, meaning I can leave it unattended for a while. Better to be over-cautious than the reason Hyrule needs to tire himself out or drain their already low supplies. Nothing would make me feel worse than that after a lecture.

“Just be careful dear, I love you more than anything so I don’t want to lose you.”

“You’re not going to lecture me?”

“No, I love seeing how happy you are. Even if I wish I was the one making you happy rather than the explosives.”

That was unexpected? I swear if Wild was the one in my place he’d have been trapped here for hours while Time went on about his safety, but for me just a simple admission and a blush? Time’s blushing!? Because of me?? How long will it take him to realise how I’m looking at him like he’s both amazing and acting utterly unlike the Time I know? Barely a second it seems.

“Don’t let me sitting here distract you [name].”

“RIGHT. Yes alright. Um… would you like me to show you some really cool things you can do with fire? There are some safer things in my world that are beautiful.”

“Do you have it recorded on your ‘phone’?”

Rolling my eyes at him with a genuine laugh while reaching for a couple of containers within my bag, he seems a bit scared of what I’m about to pull out of my bag. Like he’s expecting another outburst like the first fight I got into, It's a good thing Hyrule can treat burns.

“They’re different metal oxides, they change the colours of the fire. And no I’m not going to set the forest alight again not at the moment anyway.”

“[name] I love you but please.”

“...Fine. I promise I won't set the forest alight at all. Now can I show you what these do?”

I didn’t even let him answer this time, preferring to just toss some of the copper chloride powder into the fire waiting for his response to the apple-green flames. He looks stunning with how they reflect off of his armour, and how they highlight his face. Which colours would light him up the most beautifully I wonder, red, green, pink, cutting the colours completely and having him silhouetted by an explosion perhaps?

“Do you keep things related to all of this on you at all times?”

“Why would you ever assume otherwise?”

“Please hold back from burning entire woods from now on.”

“...I’ll try.”

#links✦react #linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #link x reader #moss✦answers #moss✦writes

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luffyvace · 4 months

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Ooo if you’re still taking requests pls do black reader with either sanji or ace next (or both!!)🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

YESSS I AMMM AND WILL DO LOVE!! i’m gonna doooo…BOTH<3

(u didn’t specify gender so i’m still going gn♡)

SANJI X BLACK READER IS SUCH A POWER COUPLE

ok first of if your a bit more thicc/chubby he adores you<3

he wont ever judge his beloved<3

let’s clear that up now okay? He loves you.

he also loves your hairrrrrrrr 😍

loves the texture and praises/compliments it in great detail

he will insist on washing it for you or at least helping you, especially if you have a lot of hair

he LOVESSSSS big Afro’s 😍😍

it just looks so majestic to him

will learn how to braid on and off scalp for you so you don’t have to blister/hurt your own fingers

even if it means he has to deal with the burning himself

will do any style no matter how long it takes

He just loves to be able to condition and style your hair and be like ‘yeah I did that for my s/o! 🦸‘

YES SUPERMAN LOL

another thing he loves is LOCSSSSS 💗💗

He finds it so mesmerizing and ethereal like💥💥💥💥

it just DOES something to him

yea man is a simp through and through

doesn’t mind at all when he notices your skin/hair is naturally oily and he tries to ask you in the softest way possible as to why its that way

in case your sensitive about it or if it’s just a you thing

but nope! It’s simply to help keep your skin/hair hydrated

ohhhh!

speaking of which everything about your culture is so fascinating to him

he asks all about it and I mean ESPECIALLY on the your traditional dishes

wants you to teach/cook him every recipe so he can make it for you should you ever miss food from home

btw let’s say you can cook for the headcanons, even if you can’t

will let you prepare you own dishes if you want

they smell so good too!! 🤤🤤

YUMMY

luffy WILL bother you to cook for him as well

if it gets on your nerves sanji will be there to shoo him away

sanji finds all your features attractive, from your nose, to your hair, down to your skin and lips

especially those juicy lips 😊😊

oh how he wants to kiss them for eternity<3

he also hypes you uppppp about ur fits!!

he thinks they’re fire and will spend all his money buying you more!!

def shows you off and compliments you like crazyyy

as far as AAVE.. he doesn’t get it for a while..

kinda just hahah..😅 (??)

he does get tho! After some time :)

feels so accomplished once he masters it but doesn’t really use it out of respect

just knows it to know what your talking about and be able to laugh at your jokes and stories 😋

might have to translate a few things to the rest of the crew..

LOL

not everything tho it’s not like your speaking a whole new language

but it is a good way to sneak comments about people to each other 😗

bonus! sanji 100% brags to zoro about you being his s/o

ace is very curious about..everything!

asks you lots of questions without holding back

he just wants to know all about you and your hair, culture, food, everything!

LOVES the fact that you for sure know how to throw a party

and dance too!

again let’s say you can for the headcanons

and don’t get me started on your cooking…

he smackin that food DOWN

yummy yummy 😋

make as much as you can and more because we all know this man has a huge appetite

plays with your hair a lot

he doesn’t like when his finger nails get caught tho 🤦‍♀️

YOU don’t like it even more! Your hair gets yanked from him trying to get it out! HE shouldn’t be the one complaining..😒

doesn’t normally pay much attention to clothes but does admit you can dress and GOOD

will compliment you too if your wearing something more extravagant than normal

but just know he thinks your fits are fire 🔥

LOL

he just doesn’t verbalize it all the time

maybe to Marco more than you 🤷‍♀️

he thinks all the stories you tell him from when you were little are HILARIOUS

like the time yo mama said she gon smack you into the next dimension if you do smth like that again

“HAHAHAHA”

“BRUHH ITS NOT FUNNYYYY”

tells whitebeard the stories you’ve told him

WHITEBEARD FINDS IT FUNNY TOO

random

Ace’s favorite meal you cook is your barbecue

😍😍

🤤

he hear that grill it’s time to EAT.

as for if reader is chubby

he doesn’t mind in the slightest and loves you in every way

doesn’t affect him much unless it affects your mental health

then he’ll do anything to make you happy

doesn’t know much about psychology and he needs to heal himself in which he likely takes you to Marco

but don’t worry this is different, it’s not some doctor that doesn’t care about you and only wants your money!

it’s Marco! The ship’s doctor! Ace’s friend! your friend!

so you know he genuinely wants to help :)

Ace probably will never end up getting AAVE..

he’s not dumb it’s just…

’wait what?? He’s confused..’

LOL

he knows it’s how you talk tho

which is just about all he knows

you could probably teach marco or izo and use it against ace by talking abt him 😂

not in a mean way, in a playful insult way

he feels really lucky to have you

he’s more likely to wash your hair if you ask him btw

don’t get me wrong he loves it

but would prefer to admire from a far

especially while in a Afro

when you have your hair in your ponytail he likes to press it down a bit, let it go and go “boing boing-“

“boy!-“ *smacks hand away*

yeaaa..you stop him

I’m really glad you requested these because I’ve been meaning to write more for ace and I wanted to write for sanji as well!

I actually have another ace draft coming………..sooner or later…BESIDES THE POINT! You can look out for it if you want some more ace content<3 hope you enjoyed your request anon!♥︎

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dilemmaontwolegs · 2 years

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Hi! Do you think you would ever do something with insecure reader and bucky comfort? I was thinking with mafia bucky because he probably has the power dripping off him and girls wanting him and it makes the reader question if their worth being with him? I can see bucky loving the softness of your body. Honestly any version of bucky. Avenger Bucky would fuck your thoughts right out and follow with a soft sweet round 🥺

I love your blog so much, I always return to reread your fics. They’re just 😍🥵🔥

Thank you! ❤️

Thank you so much for your support my love ♥️ I'm sorry this has taken forever to answer!

Insecurities || Mafia!Bucky

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, angst, insecure body image, fluff, foreplay (fingering, oral - f rec) WC: 1.4k

main masterlist || bucky masterlist

Everywhere you went, all eyes were on Bucky. Women wanted him and men wanted to be him. Sometimes the women wanted him a little too much, their hands caressing his chest as they walked past with a wink on their way to the bar. At first your blood had boiled with rage that they touched what was yours, but then you noticed Bucky did nothing to discourage their behaviour.

“You’re gonna trip on that lip if you pout anymore.” Bucky teased as he spun his cufflinks to mirror each other, the ostentatious jewels glittering from where they were embedded in sterling silver. “Don’t be a sourpuss, tonight will be fun.”

“That’s what you say every night.” You huffed, turning your back on him to see your body in the triplet of mirrors set in the walk-in wardrobe.

Every angle was reflected back and you couldn’t help comparing yourself to the models that flaunted their bodies around Bucky, he could have anyone he wanted but for some reason he wanted you. Your eyes were misting over just thinking about the long night ahead, having to pretend that everything was fine when all you wanted was to go home and wear something you actually felt comfortable in.

“You look absolutely beautiful.” Bucky whispered as he locked eyes with you through the mirror and pressed his lips to your neck. “I’m the luckiest son of bitch in Brooklyn, doll.”

You tried to smile but his forehead crumpled when it failed to reach your eyes and he spun you around to face him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing.” You lied, something he caught as his eyes darkened and his index finger tipped your chin back so you couldn’t avoid looking into his blue depths.

“Don’t lie to me again.” He warned, his ability to withhold from blinking added to the anxiety in your chest and you gulped down the lump in your throat. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to go out tonight.” You muttered, biting back the ‘or any night’ that almost slipped out.

He seemed to hear it nonetheless as he narrowed his eyes and stepped even closer so you could feel the heat radiating from his body. “Why?”

The tears were threatening to spill, clinging to the bottom row of lashes with a last hurrah before gravity ripped them away. “I don’t feel like it.”

“Why?”

“Please, Bucky, just drop it.” You begged as the sting of running mascara burnt your eyes and his presence seemed to change the weight of the very air around you.

“No.” He said with a long inhale, a sign he was actively trying to control the anger he carried inside him. “Not until I understand why.”

Your lip trembled and you tried to back away but he followed your steps until your back was pressed to the mirror. “You’ll never understand, you're James Buchanan Barnes.”

“Try me.” He ordered through clenched teeth.

“I’m not one of your henchmen that you can boss around.” You broke with a sob, his domineering authority burning the oxygen from your lungs and leaving you gasping for air.

“Shit.” He sighed as realised his mistake and took a step away, his stiff posture sagging as he ran a ringed hand over his face. “You’re right, you’re my girlfriend, you should be able to talk to me about anything.”

His words were a verbal slap and guilt radiated from the welt on your conscience as you wrapped your arms around yourself. “I can’t stomach spending another night watching dozens of other women fawn over you. Beautiful women.”

Bucky’s lips parted to refute you but then he froze and dropped his forehead to yours. “You know you’re my best girl, right? You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”

You scoffed and shook your head. “How can you say that when you have a model trying to climb onto your lap every night? One that has a perfect nose, boobs, and ass, not a spot of cellulite or stretch mark on their perfectly tanned skin.”

“Because I have you and you are perfect to me.” He frowned, his palms cupping your face so his thumbs could wipe away your tears. “Look, I didn’t mean to make you feel like you meant anything less than the world to me. You mean everything to me, doll, you have to believe that.”

“I do. I do, Bucky.” You whimpered. “But…”

“But what?” He asked desperately as he closed his eyes. “Please, tell me how I can make this right.”

“You can’t fix this, it’s me. I don’t see what you see.”

Those blue eyes flashed open and the room spun as he twirled you around to face the mirror, his chin resting on your shoulder as he started at your reflection. “Look at yourself.”

His hands came to rest on your waist before he started to massage the tense knots at the base of your spine. “Don’t look at me, look at yourself.”

You tore your eyes away from his and looked at yourself, grimacing as you found dark smudges around your eyes from your running mascara.

“I see a beautiful woman who fits me like a puzzle piece.” His velvety voice was low in your ear and sent shivers erupting over your skin as his hands snaked around your front, sliding up the satin of your dress. “You’re the softness I need in this hard life I got into.”

His thumbs teased your nipples to stiff peaks and your head fell back to rest on his shoulder with a breathy moan. “Then there’s that voice of an angel, the sweet sounds you make when I touch you.”

“Bucky…” You sighed as your eyes fluttered shut, capturing your bottom lip between your teeth as one hand trailed down your naval.

“Open your eyes, doll.” He ordered, the click of his switchblade drawing your eyes down to the flash of metal. “I want you to see this.”

He was careful to avoid your skin as he held your dress with one hand and cut through the fabric with the other. He tossed the knife out of the way to the ground before grabbing the sliced material and tearing it clean in half, the satin left to float like a robe from the sleeves. Dropping to his knees, he drew your panties slowly down your thighs, taking his time to make sure he kissed every stretch mark along the way, his eyes never leaving yours as he watched from under his thick lashes.

“I want you to know I worship your body, baby girl, only yours” He said between teasing kisses at your apex, his lips so close to where you wanted him. “You don’t have to feel insecure, I promise, my love for you is absolute. I just need you to love yourself as much as I do.”

“Okay.” You nodded weakly as you combed your fingers through his hair.

“Say it out loud.” He said as his hands spread your legs wider and his fingers lazily stroked through your slit. “I love myself. Go on.”

“I love myself.” You murmured as you looked away before hissing as his palm slapped your ass and you felt the spank ripple across your skin.

“Properly.” He growled, his fingers returning to rest against your entrance.

“I love myself.”

“Better.” He smiled, pressing his fingers inside your wet core before pausing. “Again.”

Your voice was growing stronger with each affirmation that he made you repeat until finally you spoke to your own reflection, tears once again shimmering in your eyes as you found Bucky smiling proudly from where he knelt.

“I love you.” He said with a sincerity that shook your core. “And I promise I’m going to spend every day of the rest of my life showing you just how much.”

Your own promise was lost to the heady sigh that fell from your lips as his tongue lashed through your folds before reaching your clit. Your insecurities were forgotten as he licked and sucked every thought from your mind until all you could focus on was him and the woman in the throws of a passionate orgasm in front of you. She was almost unrecognisable as pure, unadulterated pleasure radiated from every inch of her skin, bathing her in a warm glow that you could feel.

“This is what I see.” Bucky said quietly as he held your hips steady, tremors of aftershocks rolling through your body. “Isn’t she beautiful?”

#mafia!bucky #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x poc!reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fanfiction #mafia au

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yikes-00 · 1 year

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JJ!! 💙💙💙

12. “I can’t believe you’re this innocent…” + Hangster for inexperienced smut prompts, please?

(And I can't believe you're doing this! 🔥💥😭)

Hope you're having a nice nice day 💕✨💖

Claude✨💕 thank you for being patient with me!!! I hope you enjoy!!

tags: firefighter au, public sex, rivals to lovers (im tired and tag better later)

rating: E

an: sorry for the mistakes im tired and will be finishing up editing this tomorrow along with the rest of the prompts. Peace and love✨💕

Jake grunts softly. His head falls back against the dugout wall as he tries to not thrust his hips into the tight grip around his cock. It’s dry and on the wrong side of too painful. He hisses quietly and shifts his weight trying to find something that soothes the heat burning through his veins.

Bradley laughs softly. There’s an edge to it, almost condescending but not there yet. His large hand loosens just enough for pleasure to spark down Jake’s spine and pull in his groin.

“Can’t believe you’re this innocent,” Bradley says in a rough voice. His breath ghosting over Jake’s skin as he swiped his thumb over Jake’s slit collecting the wetness pooling there. “Never been jerked off at a charity game?”

Jake opens his eyes long enough to send him a withering look.

“Fuck. Off.”

Bradley smiles wide. His stupid smile shines as he shrugs. His hand working just enough to make Jake’s toes curl in his cleats.

“Yeah?” Bradley asks. His voice light but there’s an edge to it. A hear that clings to his every breath. “Want me to drop your dick and leave you hanging?”

“Fuck. You,” Jake grunts. He reaches out and wraps his hand around Bradley’s neck and pulls him down.

Their lips move messily together. Tongues and teeth devouring each other. Bradley grunts low in his chest and shifts his weight to better press against Jake. His hand still moving over Jake’s cock with a maddening slow pace.

“Ever been fucked outside?” Bradley asks in a rough whisper. The low timber sends a shiver through Jake.

His lip is raw where Bradley’s mustache has rubbed against. Jake shakes his head. Bradley leans back down and slides his tongue into Jake’s mouth. Jake moans. His fingers dig into the large expanse of Bradley’s back.

“You gonna give it to me, big boy?” Jake asks as he pulls back.

Bradley's smile turns wolfish. The dumb SDFD softball shirt is pulled tightly over his torso. The swell of his chest is outlined by the navy material and Jake wished he could see it.

But it’s not like that between them.

They blow off steam when it’s convenient or when the fire department and police force cross paths. It wasn’t easy when they first met. Both investigating a fire. They fought more than they fucked but Jake can’t think about that now.

He should have known that it would end up like this when Bradley sauntered up to the mound with a shit eating grin on his face. Jake’s lip had curled up and Bradley smirked with a cocky batter up.

“Yeah,” Bradley says before he slots their mouths together. His hand almost possessively curls around Jake’s neck to pull him in closer. The rough hand on Jake’s cock falls away and Jake whines at the loss. Bradley pulls back and his hazel eyes burn. “Yeah, I fucking am baby. Turn around.”

Jake doesn’t think about the name. It’s something that’s been slowly slipping out between Bradley’s lips. Sometimes when they’re tied together with Bradley’s cock so deep inside Jake that Jake doesn’t know where he ends and Bradley begins. But sometimes, more recently, it’s happening when they run into each other. When they’re both on duty and Javy and Nat share a glance.

Jake turns. His hands plant on the rough brick as Bradley pulls down his shorts. The sound of a emergency lube packet tearing makes anticipation burn through Jake.

The first touch of Bradley’s finger pulls a gasp from Jake. His eye flutter as he subtly pushes back. Bradley chuckles low in his throat and presses through the tight muscle. Jake moans softly.

Bradley’s fingers always fill him up in a way that makes his toes curl.

“How many you want?” Bradley asks. His lips press against the back of Jake’s neck. Something runs through. A warm feeling that has nothing to do with the arousal making Jakw burn all over.

“Two,” Jake grunts out, “two and then give it to me.”

Bradley’s lips curl up. His mustache drags up the back of Jake’s neck making sure that it’s going to burn. Jake lets his head fall forward giving Bradley more access.

There’s no way to lie his way out of beard burn on his neck.

“Think you can take me after only two?” Bradley whispers against Jake’s ear. His other hand reaches down and squeezes Jake’s ass. “I mean you can take a lot, baby, but only two?”

“You worry about fucking,” Jake says through his pants. His voice breaks and he turns his head to look Bradley in the eyes. Jake slots their mouths together and slides his tongue into Bradley’s mouth. He sucks gently on Bradley’s tongue before pulling away. There’s a wrecked look on Bradley’s face and Jake preens. “And you let me worry about how much I can take.”

Bradley’s brows raise. There’s a look of shock and awe on his face and Jake reaches back to drag his fingers over Bradley’s face.

“Let's go, Bradshaw. Wrap up and get the party started.”

Bradley’s smile widens. The two fingers slide out of Jake’s body. Jake shivers at the glide moving out of him and bites back the broken noise at the loss. The condom tears and Jake shifts his feet wider. He plants his hands firmly on the wall. Bradley’s hands fall away. Jake bows his head, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to focus on everything but the need clawing at him.

He’s not going to last. He already knows this. From watching Bradley get sweaty playing softball to him messily pressing kisses against Jake’s face as he walks him back into the dugout, Jake’s been needing this.

Bradley grips Jake’s hip as he positions himself at Jake’s entrance. His hand is sturdy and Jake hisses at the initial burn.

Two fingers weren’t enough but Jake’s too wound up to care.

“Need me to stop?” Bradley grunts out. His thumb drags soothingly against Jake’s hip.

Jake shakes his head. “Nah, I got this.”

Bradley chuckles. “I know you do, baby, I know you do.”

Jake sets his weight and lets Bradley sink in. It’s tight, almost too tight. His body is trying to stop the large intrusion but Jake lets out sharp breaths forcing himself to relax. Bradley slides in. His words are soft against Jake but Jake doesn’t hear them. His mind is numb with the searing feeling of being filled and his legs shake.

It’s perfect.

Bradley bottoms out and Jake whimpers at the feeling of their bodies being locked together. Bradley’s chest against his back and hips pressing against Jake’s skin. Jake makes a low noise and Bradley shushes him gently.

“Just a second, Jake,” Bradley says against his ear, “need a second, feel too good.”

“Not gonna last,” Jake grunts and Bradley makes a low noise.

“Yeah, I know I’m not,” Bradley says tightly, “but if you’d give me a second-“

“Not you, dumb ass,” Jake cuts him off, “me.”

Bradley moans. His hips try to jerk deeper but he’s already balls deep in Jake.

“Fuck,” Bradley grunts out, “fuck, fuck, ok. Lets get it started. I’ll do better tonight.”

Jake’s moans low in his throat and his eyes roll back.

“Let me get you off now,” Bradley continues. His hips now pulling out and thrusting shallowly into Jake’s body. “Take you home after the bar later. Lay you out, make it last then. Take my time with you. Feel every inch of you.”

Jake moans.

“Yeah?” Jake asks. Bradley’s body is moving rhythmically now, nice and hard with the single intent to get them off quickly. “Rush my first time outdoors just to bring me home?”

Bradley grunts. His hand tightens on Jake’s hip as he thrusts deep into Jake.

“Can’t say shit like that,” Bradley pants, “can’t say shit like that when I’m balls deep in ya.”

Jake moans.

“Turns you on being a first?”

Bradley grunts roughly. His body moving roughly and Jake sinks forward arching his back. Bradley sinks deeper and they both moan. It’s too much, the slide of their bodies. Jake grunts as he reaches down and jerks himself roughly.

“Yeah, touch yourself,” Bradley grunts out, “touch yourself and get yourself off. Show me how good you feel.”

Jake spills over with a broken noise. His cum splashes against the wall and his hand. Bradley thrusts in a few more times before he thrusts in and empties himself into the condom, buried deep in Jake.

Jake lets his head bow forward and he sucks in a deep breath. Light kisses pepper his neck sending a shiver through him.

“Pretty good for a first time?” Bradley asks. His breaths are still sharp but Jake can still hear a lingering insecurity in his words.

“Best one I’ve had so far,” Jake grunts as he shifts his weight trying to get Bradley out of him.

Bradley’s lips turn into a smile and Jake sighs softly.

“We need to get cleaned up before I arrest you for public indecency.”

Bradley barks out a laugh and pulls out and Jake doesn’t think about the empty feeling as he misses the warmth no longer pressing against him.

#hangman x rooster #hangster #hangster smut #sereshaw #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun maverick #tgm

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dollsome-does-tumblr · 7 months

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OFMD 2.04 - "Fun and Games" Thoughts

Under the cut! Spoilers aplenty within!

2.04 - Fun and Games

Oh my Godddd, I loved Anne and Mary so much, they were so hilarious, glorious, unhinged, terrifying, spectacular. They’re, like, what I think Eve and Villanelle would’ve really liked being able to picture themselves like as an established couple, when really they would’ve just been Stede and Ed. The madness! The stabbing, the poisoning, the burning your house down; all in a dinner party’s work! I was also obsessed with the set dressing of their house; in my second watch, I was just drinking in all the clutter and the detail in the background. Sometimes, you turn your pirate booty into an antique store in the middle of nowhere that nobody comes to. That’s just life! SUCH a fun and deranged adventure that I cherished utterly. Smacks of the Dinner Party episode of The Office in the best way. (And apparently Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf, which both of these are harkening back to, but I haven’t gotten to that one yet! I should probably look into it though, knowing my taste in TV episodes about deranged dinner parties.)

I am a big nerd about looking at connections between corresponding episode numbers in each season, and I really liked how this episode, like 1.04, was about marriage and about getting burned out on marriage. In season one, we had Ed/Stede contrasted with Mary/Stede and Izzy/Ed, and here we’ve got Ed and Stede looking at their relationship in contrast to Mary and Anne’s. I like how this dinner party from hell really confronts them, especially Ed, with the reality of what it’s like to stay in that Toxic Drama Pirate Run from me, darling, run, my good wife Headspace forever (they’re all just in various stages of fucking each other over!), and gives him the perspective that it’s not worth it if it means that becoming his relationship with Stede. Really solidified at the end by Buttons’ miracle transformation after he imparted the wisdom about needing to change for love! And Ed being a doubter who became a believer because the proof was right in front of his beautiful face!

I really love that this episode highlighted Ed and Stede’s irrepressible fondness and liking for each other, which is the thing that made them fall for each other so fast and so totally back in 1.04. You just can’t keep a force like that down! Ed being like “I’m not gonna melt back into your arms!” and then proceeding to melt at Stede’s earnest love for him, especially in the wake of his “I’m unlovable” profession in the gravy boat, was just so much. And Stede being so sincere and so romantic!!!!!!!!!!!! I love you! I love everything about you! Breathing the same air!! I don’t even know what to say about that!!!!! They haven’t invented words yet!!!!!!!!! It felt very good to witness with my mere human eyes and ears!!!!!!

Ed saying he was all in!!!!! Twice!!!!!!!! Because Luke/Lorelai never leaves me!!!!!!!!!

Their fighting and their tense moments were wonderful too; so satisfying to be reminded of how much Ed doesn’t know and how much communicating they totally haven’t done, and to finally get to see them starting to wrestle with this stuff onscreen! Also, Ed hiding himself under a blanket on the sofa was so valid. Iconic. The best.

I have felt that line about being insecure about the beard shaving coming since 1.10 aired – I think I worked a version of it into a few fanfics, only one of which got posted – and so getting to actually see it happen onscreen was thrilling. STEDE LOVES HIS CHIN!!!!!! Also, that little compliment about him liking the beard length and Ed being like, “................. Thank you.” I’m a wreck!

Mary’s monologue about them being 14 year old boys who don’t know about relationships was absolutely incredible and incredibly delivered. I don’t know if I, er, agree with her (and hey, she got a surprise from her boo right after that! 🔥 Maybe it’s not all just waiting to see which one of you will die first after all!), but the delivery was just glorious and it tickled me in the context of D. Jenks’ various remarks in interviews about Ed/Stede being, emotionally, a teenage romance at this stage.

I must give some individual props to Anne’s absolutely unhinged energy and the apparently accepted-among-pirates truth that she’s a total psycho while Mary has sort of descended into violent madness over the years. The face-stealing romantic yarn, lolol! I want Anne and Mary to come back at least once. I need them.

Stede absolutely sprinting back to the ship (or trying to) after his and Ed’s Very Casual conversation about Ed staying one more night, ahahaha. And the way Ed watched him go! His lil’ schmoopy face! Who knew a few mere years ago that Taika Waititi would be one of TV’s top contenders for incomparable heart eyes??? And then Buttons, there to make it weird yet also so wise and helpful! (I really hope Buttons isn’t a bird forevermore. I NEED HIM. First The Swede and now Buttons? My heart can’t take it! I know the only constant in life is change, and yet. No.)

Ed’s reunions with Mary and Anne both made me really happy. He needs HUGS!

Bunny. Or, I guess: wolfy. RIP. 😢 (Maybe another little life lesson/warning for Ed. If you stay in this deranged pirate mentality, you ARE going to have to keep eating your friends! Either metaphorically or literally!)

In other storyline news: I also loved everything about the crew’s adventure on the ship! The scene where they were all appraising each other on the deck trying to decide if things were going to escalate to violence was so heart-wrenching and so funny all at once. Ugh, poor traumatized bbs! And poor Izzy! And I love that what brought the crew back together again was a) caring about one of their own who’s having the worst and loneliest time of it (and that’s saying something!), and b) arts and crafts. Arts! And! Muthaflippin’ CRAFTS!

(I’m very sad that they couldn’t enjoy Roach’s cake. I hope that the cake trauma passes. That’s no way to live.)

Izzy allowing himself one small smile when he was alone staring forward at the sea was so much. 🥺

I also loved Wee John’s sweater and the fact that he was knitting the whole time. VIBES. 🧶

I’m so thrilled that Rachel House was here (PAULA HALL: CHILD WELFARE, CINEMA’S MOST MAGNIFICENT VILLAIN ALWAYS!!!!!) and that they ended this episode with the same song as Hunt for the Wilderpeople in what felt certainly like a deliberate homage! (Esp. with Ed and Stede walking off into the wilderness together while having a fun chat.) Hunt for the Wilderpeople ALWAYS. 💚💚💚💚💚 Weird Reverend/Psycho Sam ALWAYS.

#dollsome's deep thoughts #our flag means death #ofmd spoilers #ofmd reaction post

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hurtthemgently · 1 year

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Emoji whump ask game that I’m gonna come up with at random and not edit. Sry if any of these have been done before I’m just in a mood to write asks. Under cut cos it’s long and random

Warning for violence blood gore dismemberment torture, and a ton of other whump stuff

Note- this got completely off track very quickly. I’m not apologizing.

You all know the drill, character plus emoji -read to charge send ask to cast:

⛓️ restrain them

🪚 remove something (specify)

🔨 break something (specify)

🔪 cut them

🧪 drug them (specify effects)

🪣 drown them

📍 pin them down via implanted object

🩸 bloodlet them

⏳ isolate them

📷 send pictures to their loved ones

🪝idk this one kinda looks like a meat hook

⚓️ tie them to an anchor and throw them overboard

🪢 tie them up

🫴 lift their chin

🫁 control their breathing

👁️ blindfold them

💋 give them kisses

🌧️ tie them up outside in the rain.

❄️ lock them up someplace cold

🧊 ice water

🔥 burn them

⚡️ electrocute them

✨ hit them so hard they see stars

🌶️ there’s something here I know it

🌯 this one is making me hungry

🫙 ooh tiny whumpee goes in jar

⚽️ kick them

🥊 punch them

🧂pour salt on their wounds

🍋 lemon juice on wounds hurts too

🎧 sound torture my beloved

🎤 take their voice away.

🎲 pick something random

🔇 sensory deprivation

🚗 stuff them in a car trunk

🌈 this one also means random, I just wanted to add a rainbow

🍃 chase them through the forest

😴 knock them out

🥺 make them beg

😭 make them cry

🤕 patch up their wounds

🫶 Praise them

😘 kiss them

😚 more kisses whumpee is very kissable

☕️ sleep deprivation

🍽️ no food

🧃 give ur whumpee apply juice

🦪 wtf is this

🥨 stress position, preferably if they’re contorted

🏆 reward them

🧭 mess with their sense of direction

🕘 mess with their sense of time

🔄 give them motion sickness

💢 make them angry

🔜 make them anticipate the pain

🇫🇷 make them surrender

🏳️‍🌈 if ur reading this ur gay

🔢 make them do math

👄 yet more kisses

🫂 cuddles

#I’m too ADD for this #I’m literally only posting because it’s kinda funny

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boinurmom13 · 1 year

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long post lol

back on that posting grind yall 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Anyways, I’ve seen a post or two about Lance as a dad, and like

that’s cute!

Reminded me that I have thought abt him being a dad before. And that I literally have a headcanoned look about how he’d eventually change his GOD AWFUL (affecitonately) hairstyle once he settled down. (i love him, but holy shit his hair’s so hard to draw and for WHAT.)

Originally, i was gonna do a lot of drawings of Lance as a dad, but turns out I got too fixiated on Maverick and his interactions with other people, so oopsie daisy!

First drawing showcases Maverick, Lance, Sam, Bo, and Allan! (Lance, Sam, and Bo going thru a couple of hairstyle changes due to either maturing/realizing that keeping up that look is a pain in the ass)

Lance is referred to as “Mom” or “Old Man.” (Mom being after Bo jokingly told Maverick he could refer to Lance as ‘mom’. Lance does not care that much)

He’s definitely the worrywart parent. Bro reads up on all of the parenting books, and constantly overthinks what maverick does.

Sam is referred to as “daddyio” cuz he thought it was funny at first. He semi-regrets teaching Maverick that behavior.

Same attends ALL of Maverick’s school events if Allan isn’t. He also allows Maverick to do anything he wants (within reason).

Bo’s referred to as dad! This is because Allan, despite knowing Bo played little part in Maverick’s life, would constantly refer to Bo as “your dad” when talking to Maverick.

Speaking of playing little part in Maverick’s life, Bo was hesitant on adopting a kid in the first place. In response to tht anxiety and stress, he kept his distance from the house and the kid. Not really becoming super active until Maverick started school.

He also let Maverick try alcohol ONCE, in order to prevent him from doing it out of curiousity in the future. (It was a tiny sip and Maverick hated it)

Allan’s called papa. Bo constantly makes those “johnny johnny” jokes, to allan’s dismay.

Unlike any of the other dads, Allan actually raises Maverick. Proper punishment (not anything like child abuse, mostly lectures and life lessons. Gentle parenting.) Allan would’ve taught Maverick proper behavior, if it weren’t for the fact that the kid bonded more with Bo (surprisingly.)

the origin of calling lance “mom”^^

Maverick: Do I have a mom?

Bo: Nah, but you can call Lance “mom” if you wanna.

Maverick, a little later, hugging Lance: I love you, mom!

Lance, confused, but accepting: mom??

Maverick interacting with the Castle Village + Pelican town guild members! (Varying ages)

captions vv

Camilla: Well, look at that, Barabell! Never thought you’d be a family man!

Bo: I’m not.

Magnus: I caught your kid trying to break into my home.

Lance: Magnus, please stop holding him like that.

Marlon, after discovering Maverick in the mines: Where are your parents?-

Maverick: UP YOURS OLD MAN

Maverick: u smell like farts

Alesia, calming down Isaac: Just ignore him, Isaac.

Maverick: hi uncle jadu

Jadu, at the top of the Castle Village outpost with Maverick: kid how tf did you get up here

Maverick, handing Alesia a flower: my dad told me to treat all ladies nicely so here’s a flower, miss alesia

Alesia: Oh! Well, thank you, Maverick.

Maverick: burn the tower down

Morgan, who just got finished shwoing Maverick a trick with fire: uhm..

^^Maverick interacting with the first slash members (they babysit him sometimes)

captions:

Jolyne: Your kid’s safe with us, Lance!

Maverick: hi aunt jolyne

Jolyne: Now, what to feed you...

Maverick: rocks!

Jolyne: I’m not feeding you rocks.

two arrows point at drake and maverick, claiming that they’re “smashing sea shells”

Maverick, with a wooden sword and (lended) blue cape: I’m like one of you guys now!

Maverick, after watching Edmund make a life elixir: Now make one that explodes!

Maverick, holding a nearly broken, wooden sword: My sword’s super good too, right??

Gale: Sure thing, little buddy.

Drake, crying and holding Maverick, saying goodbye to him: I’LL MISS YOU, MAV!!

Maverick: Bye, Mr. Drake! I’ll see you later!

Brianna: drake, c’mon..

Bo: is he gonna stop soon?

I would’ve drawn some with the regular townsfolk, too, but I got lazy. So instead, here’s a written description of how Maverick interacts with other people.

Cain and Jack- They had to get a cabin on the farm, since the main house got too crowded. These two are basically like uncles, cousins, or even older brothers to Maverick! Very close with him, usually end up babysitting him.

Abigail- These two are super close. Maverick calls her “aunt abby,” too. She matches his chaotic energy really well, and she’s typically the one to take him out on mini adventures when she babysits him.

Sebastian- they’re close, but whenever seb babysits they sort of sit in silence. it’s like the one uncle you know, and will come over often, but you two are so difference it makes everything awkward.

Sophia- maverick goes down to the other farms a lot, typically sophia’s or marnie’s (sophia’s more frequently). a lot of the time, she’ll end up giving him freshly picked fruit when it’s harvest season. maverick will sometimes slip up and refer to her as “sister”

Victor and Olivia- oh my god it’s actually insane how close these two are to maverick. Olivia treats him as her own granson, sometimes. Hell, victor even refers to Maverick as his nephew. As much as Bo and Allan discourage spoiling Mav whenever he’s over at their house, Olivia ESPECIALLY can’t help it.

Vincent, Jas, Leo, and Morgan- These four end up hanigng out with maverick more frequently, despite being older than him by a load. (I mean, Maverick’s only about 6-7 in the picture with morgan.) Vincent takes on a joking uncle role, despite maverick considering him more like an older brother if anything. despite the teenagers’ usual hijinks and shenanigans, Maverick’s parents trust them to make the right decisions when he’s around.

As for Maverick’s technical family

Jodi and Kent were OVER THE MOON when they learned Sam had finally settled down to the point of adopting a son. These two love Maverick to DEATH and Jodi treats him like any other grandmother- Fresh cooking and regular perfume-suffocating hugs. Kent, after adjusitng more to the valley, has even started acting like a grandpa with maverick. Taking him out for walks and asking for help on the word searches in the daily paper.

Lance’s parents, unsurprisingly, were also ecstatic to learn he also settled down. I mean absolutely THRILLED. I know we don’t know much about Lance’s parents, but I feel like he’s on good terms with them. So much so where Lance took Maverick to a Castle village festival, once he was old enough (about gradeschool age) and had Camilla’s permission just so his parents could meet their grandchild. Despite Lance’s dad being a cold-as-stone adventurer, even he couldn’t help but shed a tear upon seeing his first-ever (and probably only) grandchild. As for Lance’s mom? Absolutely bawling. Wrapped Maverick in a hug and WOULD NOT let go. Lance had to pry him out of her arms after he realized Maverick was starting to get uncomfortable. Needless to say, Lance’s parents will be expecting more frequent visits (and will be requesting more visits)

Bo had told Rodney about the new arrival, and Rodney was ASTONISHED. Shocked, jaw-dropped, in awe, surprised, almost had a heart attack kind of deal. Never did he see Bo getting with someone and having a kid. They had face timed, and for about 30 minutes, Rodney had got to talk with Maverick before the kid had gotten distracted with something else. There were multiple mentions of how Amelia would’ve been so proud to know she had grandchildren on not only her actual son’s side, but also her adoptive son’s side. The rest of the barabell family were shocked, too, but Bo’s cousins were more impressed. Nadia and Lux had gone out of their way to visit just so they could check it out for themselves. (They had a blast talking with Maverick, who would not shut up about everything he knows, and all of the funny stories he had to share about adventurers)

There’s one more “technical” family member that had heard the news about Maverick, and it was the scientist from Northmill that Bo had considered his dad. Their communication was on and off, but they still met up a couple of times each year to talk. As soon as Misty, the scientist in question, had learned about Maverick, he was really happy. A reaction such as “That’s amazing, Bo! Would you mind if I referred to him as my grandson? I’m not sure how close we are,” etc, etc. As soon as Maverick was brought to actually meet Misty, the two clicked really fast. The old loon had gone on and on about the stars and space while Maverick CONSISTENTLY talked about race cars. To Bo, it sounded like two asylum patients talking to each other, but they looked happy, so who’s he to judge?

that’s sorta it

yay! maverick’s such a fun lil guy. i’ve had this dude running circles in my head for a while now. i hope you guys like him as much as i do.

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pearblossommina · 1 year

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ToG read-a-long, Throne of Glass, day 3

Raw thoughts

13:

Alright, I know I’m just full of gay little hopes and dreams but Nehemia and Celaena have a ton of chemistry lol

I like how they’re both on the butch end of the spectrum and don’t like wearing dresses or corsets. How very gender of them. 🔥🔥🔥 Nehemia has callused fingers from sword fighting??? I wanna hold your hand Nehemia I wanna kiss your hand and I wanna admire your fingers 👀

I’m still on my Chaol x Dorian bs so I’m indifferent to Chaol flirting with Celaena. They just seem to be interested in each other because Dorian’s off somewhere and not around to be a handsome heart throb. Once he comes back they both will get distracted by him lol. I’m trash for a good love triangle.

14:

Celaena makes a friend

Hopefully Nox doesn’t die brutally since he’s the only champion who’s not a sexist ass

Oh and Chaol opens up a little bit

I just wanna keep reading

15:

Competition day! I’m disappointed! I expected it to be a little more of a fight-against-each-other type of thing. Maybe I tricked myself with imagining this was gonna be a “hunger games” style elimination bracket. I feel like they hyped up the “tasks” a lot for it to just be an archery competition. But, whatever, we’re still mostly at the beginning of this book, maybe something more exciting will happen later.

16:

I find it very relatable that Celaena vomits every time she goes for a run

(Girl you’re pushing yourself too hard)

Ahhhh they killed a champion! I guess THAT is more what I was expecting, a very high stakes elimination game where the losers die and the winners are traumatized by victory. I’m still rooting for you Celaena! Kill them all! Be the best assassin in the kingdom!

17:

Queen Georgiana: welp, my son is the ripe old age of 19, time to marry him off

Dorian: i don’t want to get married

Queen Georgiana: but then how will you make babies

Dorian: illegitimately, obviously

18:

Celaena wants to kiss the prince

And she has a flirty, I hate you but maybe I don’t - type of thing going on with Chaol

Oh also Nehemia is the best, best girl Nehemia

Is it wrong of me to expect these novels to be romance novels? I just want the burn to ignite a little faster. Someone should kiss Celaena soon. All this banter is fun and all - but when your protagonist explicitly states that she’s down bad for anyone to kiss, i can’t help but notice no one’s been doing any…. Kissing! Especially with the way they constantly degrade Dorian for being a slut. DORIAN. You’re doing right, baby, don’t listen to what anyone says, you’re giving the readers what they want.

(Except I want you to kiss someone on screen please)

(Just pick someone and give them a heated glance across a hallway)

(A lingering touch on the hand)

(Maybe a kiss if I’m good enough)

(Come on i feel like we’re all ready for it)

#throne of glass #tog read along 2023 #lol #my crops are dying sarah #I need a little romance plz

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quidfree · 2 years

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YOU are why I am intimidated so much by writing Bakugou’s POV lol your writing of Bakugou and Todoroki’s inner dialogue is incredible. Makes me throw up my hands, ‘see? That’s exactly how I see it! It’s already been said! What could I possibly contribute in a story of my own, lol?’

I just feel like you understand them so well. Your TLAAO is so nuanced and…admittedly, one of the few T rated stories that kept me reading despite nothing explicit (your most recent work on AO3 with the Bakugou crossover thing chewed me up and spit me out lol 😂, the line especially about people losing interest or stopping reading after the first kiss or hookup lol… I was embarrassed to say the least! But laughing all the while). Their chemistry though lol gracious, it’s intelligently spicy!

I guess what I’m saying is: I am supremely jealous of how you write them with such wit and crackling undercurrents of …idk, awesomeness. See? I can’t even adequately describe what your delicious dialogue does to me. Ooo, good word: scintillation.

Wait, I’m supposed to be asking a question. Okay, um, I talked myself out of my initial question because to ask how you get into the mind of these characters may be outside my ability right now lol hmm… maybe?…. In your opinion what do they, Todoroki and Bakugou, want and need?

Gonna go fuck off now and reread TLAAO because the story got me addicted to escaping into the agonizing slow burn 🔥 thank you so much for sharing your amazing stories and your unique POV with the world. I’m really grateful.

anon this is so flattering haha thank you. sorry for dragging you in the BL nightmare fic. and yeah, scintillation is a good word. definitely do not be put off from writing yourself because of my fic!

regarding your scrapped question about the minds of the characters, you're in luck, because i did answer a similar question like 2 years ago which i managed to dig up the answer to here

beyond that, regarding what both characters want/need... hm

bakugou wants, foremost, to Win. that's his whole fun dynamic with midoriya, right? midoriya wants to Save like all might, and bakugou wants to Win like him. now, with character dvp/trauma, he gains a more nuanced understanding of what Winning means to him- no longer just beating every opponent into the dust and laughing at them, but winning also by virtue of being a winner For Good- planting himself in opposition to the forces of evil by taking definite action for good, whether this be in kicking ass or ensuring those around him are also at their personal best to do the same, etc. still i'd argue even proto-bakugou does have more than just winning on paper as his Want- that's why he gets SO mad when todoroki doesn't fight him properly in sports fest, and why he spits on the league's offer to switch sides. he wants to be the best amongst the best, not just have the title.

what bakugou needs is more complicated. pragmatically he needs very little! and in canon he’s already had/is still displaying the kind of growth i would have said he needed early on- to become a hero ™ not just in name but in practice. when he’s at that point, what does bakugou need? maybe to continue to look beyond himself- in terms of being a hero for the people, but also in recognizing that having a community he can rely upon and bond with and open up to is in fact good for him. it’s not that he needs taking care of, even though TLC does everyone good, but i think some level of real recognition does both his ego and his fragile feelings some good- kirishima’s been such a positive influence on him bc of it. even my earliest fairly OOC tdbk works had that whole bit where todoroki gets on his ass about the fact that having people you care about makes you stronger not weaker. so i guess those two things are his needs.

todoroki, i think, is a little harder to pin down than bakudeku, since they’re helpfully explained to the audience by numerous other characters and by subtextual opposition. what he wants most consistently is probably to Do Good. originally this idea is very much just a kind of hollow motivation that exists purely in opposition to his father- enji is the Bad todoroki will be Good against- but it’s still somewhat distinct from bakugou’s winning thing, since he doesn’t care about the game in itself, just ousting his father from it. as the story progresses he very rapidly starts to take notice of the difference between him and eg midoriya iida or bakugou, who all have a lot more clear ideas of what their wants mean to them, and once he manages to unrepress a little he rapidly starts to flesh out what Doing Good actually means to him- protecting an ideal, standing for something real and alongside others, extending kindness to those who need it.

what todoroki needs... he and bakugou are both very independent and start off very individualistic, so no surprise that i think that whole ‘people around you’ thing is a need for both of them. with todoroki, though, i think he’s less resistant to the idea of forming bonds; what he needs considering his fucked up childhood is probably more simple, like just having friends who consistently and enthusiastically care about him. that tethers him to the world, but it also heals some of the really dark things inside him that todoroki does a really good job of pushing past but deserves to actually address at some point.

#qui parle #qui repond #writing #tdbk #bnha #anon #characterisation #character study #shouto todoroki #katsuki bakugou #izuku midoriya

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unfortunate-songbird · 1 year

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theressss a bubble emjoi?? 🫧 🫧

a thousand 💯💯 miles 〰️〰️seems pretty far but they’ve got planes 🚄✈️🛩🛬🛫 and trains 🚈🚉🚊🚂 and cars 🚗🚕🚙🚌🚎🚐🚒🚑🚓🏎🛻🚚🚛🚜🚔🚍🚘🚖🛺 I’d walk 👟🏃‍♀️🏃🏃‍♂️🚶‍♀️🚶🚶‍♂️💃 to you if I had no other way

you are my sunshine ☀️ my only sunshine 🌤

you make me happy when skies are gray 🌦 you’ll never know dear ⛅️

how much I love you 🌥

please don’t take my sunshine awaaay ☁️

🪘

bongo

i tuink

❤️‍🔥

love ❤️ is a burning 🔥 thing

and it makes a fiery 🔥 ring 💍

bound by wild 🤪 desire 🥺

i fell into the ring 💍 of fire 🔥

❤️‍🔥

i think acrually emojis make things a lot funnier

“i think that went well! 😃”

💥💥

ive been watching tmnt 2012 funny compilations bc ill never be able to watch the actual show (I get really bad second hand embarrassment and also hate cringy crush plot lines so I think donnie would actually kill me)

and theyre so funny

so sibling

Donnie: Uhhh, would it help if we said it was an accident? 😬😇😓

monster: *shrieks*

Mikey: Dudes!! That was sporadic!! :DD

Leo and Raph: SHHH 😠😠

Donnie: That’s not what that means! 😤

Donnie: Made from- get this- self assembled chain-link copoylmers!! 🤩🤩

Mikey: That’s my favorite kind of copolymer! 😃

Donnie: Mine too!! 😍😍

Raph: You’re really gonna plug an advanced piece of military technology directly into Mikey’s head? 🤨 What if it melts his brain?! 😠

Donnie: It won’t 😊 And even if it did, who’d know the difference? 😌

i onlyl wish I coukd come up with stuff like that to insult my siblings with ~finesse~ on the fly

Mikey: You just can’t admit you were the R-word 😡

Raph: 👁👄👁

Mikey: Wrong! 😡

Leo: Guys!😒 Real combat is Not like a video game! 😒

Donnie: Hey, coin! :D

Raph: Now you could turn out handsome like me, Or, you might end up Disgusting and Deformed, like Mikey here. 😁

Mikey: Hey! >:(

Leo: There’s a forcefield?? Why didn’t you tell me?? 😠

Donnie: Well, because I wanted us to fail 😌 OBVIOUSLY I DIDN’T KNOW 😡😡

ik I’m probably not getting the full experience from compilations but man they are so goofy sibling

like yeah I would end my brother’s life on a moment’s notice obviously

once pinned him down for a full twenty minutes until he said “please”

that’s just how it be

frankly I’m surprised they’re this amicable when they’ve been stuck in the sewers for years with each other as their only company

pretty sure my sister would’ve just murdered us all before any of us hit puberty

what was this post about again?

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I think you know I'm like *contractually* obligated to ask about Lemon Eyes. And gimme some of that Oops! 💕🍋💀🔥👏✨😍

(⁠づ⁠￣⁠ ⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠づ

xx, lem

Hello!!! Thank you so much for playing! I just answered your obligatory Lemon Eyes —I'm sure you'll be delighted to know that everyone was interested in it. Onto Oops! (your exclamation point has now been added to the doc title).

Summary: Eskel-pades fill for Blackberries & Brotherhood. I think I didn't finish this because someone else made a really similar fic, but I still love the concept of lil wolves Eskel + Geralt getting into some blackberry-related mischief. I too have contractual fruit-related obligations.

It’s an open secret at Kaer Morhen. One of those delicate things that every witcher knows that they don’t know, up until they’re old enough to find out for themselves. One of those hidden things no one —the trainees nor the grown witchers and masters— ever talks about aloud, but not the same way that no one talked about the Trials or the pyres after them. Those secrets bring pain. Knowledge that, of the twelve yearmates Eskel had once shared his life with, six had already withered into husks on the laboratory tables, and another two or three would die before Rennes put that medallion around their necks. Knowledge that it isn’t always animal flesh burning in the valley below. This secret brings something far rarer.

Joy.

Just ahead, across a small clearing, a massive blackberry thicket scrapes the lowest tree branches, towering above their heads. Dots of red and purple and black cover the curved branches, thousands of berries ready for the picking in the height of Kaer Morhen’s mild summer. His new nose hurts with the scent. Even through the smell of earth and their combined sweat, he can nearly taste the sweet-sour fruits. Eskel whoops, hauling Geralt with him until they stand in front of it, neither one of them moving forward. He groans.

Up close, the berries they’d seen from across the clearing are too high for either of them to reach, even stacked atop each other, or else buried deeper in the brambles, protected by a cage of cruel thorns. All along the front, the bottom branches almost shine with how they’ve been picked clean. The grown witchers must have come through earlier in the season to take all the easy pickings. Leaving the rest for them. An image flashes in Eskel’s mind of that morning, of the small ceramic jar that Frank stationed by his plate at their table, and the knife perched atop it, coated in a dark film. Bastards. He squeezes his free hand into a fist. The thicket could be one of Kaer Morhen’s walls —hard stone and harder iron— for all the ways Eskel thinks they could get through it, but at least the keep has a gate.

“Shit. This is gonna hurt.”

“Yeah, probably. I did say this was a bad fuckin’ idea. Vesemir warned us about going into these woods alone.”

“Eat shit already if you’re going to be such a kiss-ass.”

“Did little Lambert teach you that one?”

Eskel punches him in the arm, ignoring the fact that he had overheard the line from the little monster in question, and Geralt responds in kind, swiping at his head but not before he comes back. But Geralt reaches too far, his weight shifted forward. (Overcommitting, as Varin would say, and now he’s saying it inside his fuckin’ head too). He crouches and kicks out, trying to copy something he’d seen Aubry do that knocked Traj on his ass the other day, bracing for the pain in his shin against Geralt’s. He yelps when it works, knocking him over. Right towards the thorns. Eskel leaps forward, shoving Geralt down, barely catching himself on top of him with his hands scraping the ground as his heart beats loudly, slowly rising from where it had dropped into his stomach. Below him, Geralt cranes his neck up, rubbing the back of his head. His face is so close. Close enough to kiss, or something like that.

“Ow, the fuck, Esk? No need for dramatics.”

Nope. No kissing. Absolutely not, he can’t kiss Geralt at all, no matter how pretty his face is or how close it is to his own. Doesn’t matter that his lips look nice even after the wind’s chapped them to pieces, or that there’s a tiny scar at the bottom edge where his tooth came in early. Embarrassed, he leans back so he’s upright. Sitting on Geralt. Fuck. He braces his feet against the ground and falls right on his ass when Geralt bucks upward, reaching for his arm. It’s then that he sees blood running down to his elbow, and a mess of little cuts all over his palm and fingers.

“Dumbass! What did you think was gonna happen? Did you catch yourself on the thorns?”

“I was stopping you from falling into them!”

He tries to bring his hand back, but Geralt catches it first, wrapping his thin, pale lips around Eskel’s thumb. Nevermind that he can feel the wound closing already, barely a pinprick, but Geralt’s tongue soothes the sting, and his mouth feels like silk, even with the threat of his new fangs growing in. Strands of white hair fall into his half-lidded eyes, and Eskel desperately wants to touch them. He could tuck them back behind his ear or into his leather headband, making sure he could see those pretty eyes. Gently, he presses against the soft roof of Geralt’s mouth, barely suppressing a sound at the slight hollow that forms in his cheeks.

Don’t get a boner don’t get a boner don’t get a boner, fuck, please don’t get a boner or smell horny or blush or fucking anything.

Geralt’s sharp hip bones dig into his ass, and it makes him want to scoot back that bare few inches further up, just enough to feel more, except then he’d absolutely get a boner, right on top of Geralt. He’d see it, and he’d…… he wouldn’t even laugh or get angry. That would be a blessing. Knowing him, he’d just get quiet and uncomfortable, maybe avoid him for a few weeks. The thought hurts enough that he shoves himself up and away. When he looks back, Geralt’s frowning, but he has his hand outstretched for Eskel to pull him up, the same way he does when they spar. He obliges. It was just like sparring. Nothing strange when he steps away, and Geralt lets him go.

#berry's games #berry's fics #the witcher #the witcher fanfiction #eskel #geralt #school of the wolf #kaer morhen

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heartboudoir · 2 years

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He feels his left side start to heat up, anger burning within him and resting his restraint. But he keeps his cool, head down and hoodie covering him as much as possible as he briskly makes his way to the cafeteria.

While he gets the two of you food, he contemplates what to do about all the press. He could call the police.. but that’d be a waste. He can’t lose his cool with them— PR would have a field day. But he sure as hell isn’t gonna give them a statement.

Walking back up to your room, he takes a deep breath before rounding the corner where he knows they all are. The groups moved up the hall, now crowded right outside your room and harassing the nurse for information. One of them must have learned your name, because the instant they see Shoto, they’re shouting all over again:

“Shoto sir! Is it true you’re engaged to Hera?”

“Is Hera aware of Endeavor’s expressed disdain for your current lifestyle?”

“Sir, is she pregnant? Are the rumors true, is Hera pregnant?”

Hearing them shout your name over and over again is the absolute last straw for him. PR be damned, he’s getting these vultures out of here if it’s the last thing he does. His flames ignite for a brief moment, enough to burn his hoodie to ash and get them to shut up, all eyes - and cameras - on him.

Get her fucking name out of your goddamn mouths. He drops the food on a nearby table, taking a threatening step towards them and making them back up. If I so much as see one mention of my fiancée or our babies in the media, I will personally end every one of your careers.

That seems to do the trick, most of the paps disbanding and taking off with their tails between their legs. But one remains, seemingly unphased.

“It’s too late, ya know. People saw her. Phone cameras are a thing…” and with a curt smile, she too turns on her heel and heads for the exit.

-❄️🔥

I can hear everything, curled up as much as possible to try and block out the world and their words— harsh and unwavering of their opinions on shoto and I. I can see why he wanted to keep my away, to keep me safe and looked after “I…” I cry quietly, wanting nothing more to come back in here and be with me. I feel like I’ve let him down, that I’ve disappointed him

When I heat the door open, I look up to find a rather angry and upset shoto “baby…” I sniffle, only having just woken up to a load of yelling and asking for me. It’s quite overwhelming. “Are y-you okay?” But I can see he’s seething, quite literally smoking with anger and I sit myself up with a small groan of pain “I’m sorry”

#❄️.roki anon

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ladyelain · 3 years

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Elucien in book tropes / all the arguments you need

1. (reluctant) soulmates

Elain has 1 mate, also known as the hottest male in Prythian.

2. second chance at love

Isn’t it the most beautiful thing ever, how Elucien will learn they're capable of loving and being loved again after all the heartbreak they've suffered?

Both of them have been in emotional states darker than the Court of Nighmares. Two cinnamon rolls who need light & happiness & adventure more than anything. <33

3. similarities attract

they’re both extroverts, on the bright side of life, life of the party... (here’s how)

little voyagers that don‘t belong in one place / night court for too long (here’s why)

two fashion icons (elain’s dresses do things to him & he loves her style)

both being stubborn, self-oppinionated drama queens, here’s how:

Elain’s a control freak. Her decisions usually work in her favour. She’s being accused of blindly following Feyre. If you compare her current mental state to how she was doing in acowar though, it‘s obvious she’s made the best out of her situation in NC (which is very typical Elain to do so). For her that includes being on good terms with her sister / Rhys / the IC because Elain, unlike Nesta, needs people. However, she’s not loyal like a dog. She’s a cunning queen (here’s how). Call her idle & ungrateful, but I’d like to know who of y’all would’ve pulled a Nesta when you’ve got your high lady sister providing for you because she’s literally your sister??? and three hot illyrians meeting your every wish. (I love Nesta for being an independant queen, but BE HONEST with yourself, before judging Elain for her way of coping with trauma and trying to pursue simple happiness...)

Lucien is Emissary to half Prythian plus the human lands and a little fox. He knows his games. You know, his silver tongue doin things... I mean, he loves hearing himself talk. And being right. We must never forget he’s so smart and that’s so hot.

4. also opposites attract

This is where I see the problem with other ships (E/riel & Vuc/en). They do nothing to challange each other because they’re too similar characterwise. E/riel is plein boring and Vuc/en would probably put each other on fire at some point.

Elain & Lucien on the other hand... It’s gonna be so interesting to have Lucien, literally famous for talking before thinking, and then Elain who has mastered to keep her pretty mouth shut because it’s been expected from her her whole life. Sassy Lucien making Elain see red until she can’t hold back her inner Nesta any longer is gonna be iconic.

Elain will teach Lucien to put himself first. She might prefer to bite her tongue but she does have some strong will. Everything she does is an act of choice. If it comes down to her own freedom, she doesn’t shy away from resisting & questioning authority. (Remember her ignoring Rhys in acosf?) Which, we know, Lucien doesn’t shy away from either, however...

Lucien, my baby, has been robbed of all choices his entire life long. He’s constantly felt unwelcome and nothing better than useful to the people close to him. He is so loyal, to Tamlin, to Feyre & Rhys, probably feeling like he owes them (which HE DOES NOT). I need Elain to show him that it’s "human" to be selfish. That he’s fine just by himself, being himself. Which is why i love that moment Feyre realises he’s vibing with the BoE & comes at him like an angry child because it occurs to her that NC needs Lucien more than he needs them.

5. can’t live with them, but can’t live without them

Go ship these two with whomever you want. Just be aware it will shatter their hearts being with someone else. And they can’t handle much more heartbreak. And then don’t tell me you want the best for them because, honey, that’s not it, no matter how you put it.

6. slowest slowburn in all history of slowburns

What can I say, my babies are literally burning... 🔥

7. i call it wallflower x rake lol

this goes hand in hand with sassy Lucien pushing Elain out of her comfort zone

I had to include this for the aesthetic and cliché. You know, the one from the movies. It's not even accurate for them, but let’s just make it a college au for a second. Also... her modest dresses and Lucien, well, being Lucien... i love them so much 💓💓

8. lovers in denial

basically every romance novel ever and I know it’s gonna be elucien 100 percent

especially Lucien because he’s so self-critical, probably thinking his feelings are unrequited & also Jesminda...

and especially Elain because she’d tell herself it’s the bond messing with her emotions

9. "enemies" to friends to lovers

Enemies is actually very inaccurate and I hate people referring to Elucien as such. But I can’t think of any status that does fit them. (Enemies as in mates acting like the epitome of awkward around each other)

I’m so happy we’ll get to read in detail about all the phases of them befriending and courting and falling in love... <3

10. best friend‘s sis

I loved Feycien in acotar so much & yes, it might take her a while, but I know she’s gonna be their biggest shipper (here’s why).

bonus

THE SYMBOLISM y‘all cannot deny. ☀️ FACTS y‘all cannot deny. Elain looking ill wearing black & it is what it is. Elain craving sunlight. Lucien having lived in spring court. Elain being a seer and Lucien seeing through magic spells n stuff...

We’ve got it all. Who needs 3 books of build-up, when you can have Elucien being Elucien. 😌

#elucien in book tropes #sure there‘s more #elucien #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #defending my babies #they deserve so much love #ll #thoughts on elucien

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