#I respect him as a performer and stuff but like

[supershot73199]

Dpxdc demon siblings au prompt

So standard demon twin/sibling setup where after dying for dissapointing Ras Danny is thrown into the pit where he doesn't surface. Damian mourns his brother but never tells the bat's at first because it's to painful but then because he doesn't want to cause his family pain with the knowledge that they have a brother/son/grandson respectively. (I personally like Danny being the older one in this whether it's just the first born twin or he's a couple years older is up to you all)

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So we cut to an older Damian as Robin and the batfam are fighting a exiled member of the League of assassins who wants revenge on something Ras did and decide that they will hurt Damian to hurt Ras.

So this exile uses a magical ritual to summon the ghosts of every assassin Ras turned on and killed (its a lot of them) so the bat's are not able to stop the ritual in time because they couldn't get a skilled enough magic user to Gotham in time (is there some other threat? Just out of contact? Performing at little Jimmy's birthday party? Who knows.)

So the bat's are getting what anti ghost gear they can (nth metal weapons magic doodads whatever) when the last and most powerful ghost is pulled through. Damian freezes because he knows that face, he's older and he has an unnatural glow, but Damian will never forget his brother.

The exile is laughing taunting the Bats about the dead son come for revenge on his brother who betrayed him Damian is emotionally distraught crying, apologizing, telling his brother that they tried to bring him back but the pit took him from them.

The other bat's are freaking out in their own way because holy shit this is true?! Meanwhile Danny is staring silently at Damian face completely blank. While the feral ghosts of the assassins are trying to break out of the summoning circle.

One ghost manages to find a crack from where it was weakening from the thousands of ghosts trying to break it and rushes to attack Damian who is too distracted and too far from the others to react. He throws himself back scrambling for his sword as the assassins lunges forward to rip his heart out with his bare hands.

Yet as is seems he's about to meet his doom the assassin jerks to a stop before his momentum is reversed and he's thrown back into the circle. Everything is silent because the one who saved Damian was his own brother who was not even slowed by the magical protection (because he's half ghost not that anyone knows this but him)

The insane assassin starts going on about clearly his betrayed brother has decided that only he is worthy of striking down the heir to the demon. Except as he's mid monolog a ice knife is thrown into his leg missing all the arteries but causing a lot of pain. Then Danny speaks.

"I never blamed you little brother. Now dry those tears and Al-Ghul never shows weakness to an enemy."

As he says this for the first time since he's summoned Danny no longer has that blank face instead he has the most affection filled smile you can imagine while he wipes his brothers tears before he turns to the massive swarm of ghosts.

"Any who would seek to hurt my brother must first go through me, The Phantom, Pariah's bane, keeper of Balance and guardian of the mortal realms, but if you think you can take me by all means just do me a favor, let some other poor sap try first."

Now if the ghosts heed his warning or not is up to you if they do then Danny just opens a portal to the ghost zone for them to flee into, if not then he proceeds to beat the unliving shit out of them before tossing them through a portal anyway.

After everything is said and done Danny goes over to Damian talking about how proud he is to see him growing into such a good person and how it's so wonderful to see him again after all these years. Just really heartwarming stuff there's hugs Dick is crying into Jason's shoulder everything.

Then Danny says it's time for him to go he can't stay forever. Damian is upset saying he can't lose him right after he gets him back. Danny then laughs and says..

"This isn't a goodbye Damian it's just a see you later, I promise we'll see each other again before you know it."

And the batfamily are all crying thinking this is him saying that he'll be waiting in the after life for Damian. Before he goes through the portal closing it behind him

The bat's all handle the clean up and police for the crime scene before returning to the manor and getting explanations from Damian.

After all that the family come together to make a shrine to their departed brother with Damian being the last one to walk away to get some sleep.

The next morning everyone feels lighter with this secret no longer between them as they chat and laugh as they get ready for breakfast.

As they are all sat together ready to eat one of Damians siblings asks if there are any pleasant memories about Danyal Damian wants to share and Damain decides to tell a carefully edited version of one of their escapades (conveniently leaving out that he was responsible for the situation in the first place) only right as he finishes a voice chimes in.

"That's not how I remember it little brother." And standing there leaning against a wall is Danny himself.

[lyrinsluv]

6:50pm

timeskip! sakusa x [manager] reader

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wordcount: 1158! :D (srry!! it’s long lolol) 

practice, practice, practice. it was around 6:50 and it was just sakusa and bokuto left on the court. you’d always did a lap around the entire sports complex where the Jackals practiced because your boss never forgot to remind you that you had to be the last one to leave, even if coach foster was long gone. these laps included you thinking to yourself, and of course sakusa just had to pop up in your head. i mean, he was always cute in your eyes. he was quite respectful whenever he came up to you. thinking back to who was on the court, you were slightly surprised at sakusa’s sudden motivation. 

you never really spoke to him, and you weren’t planning on it. he clearly wasn’t interested in much conversation, and you only had to talk to him whenever he asked about his performance at the last game. you sigh to yourself as you see the two still going at it. this time, you don’t do a lap. you walk up to the two and you look at them.

“um.. when do you think you guys will be done?” you ask sheepishly, not wanting to get bokuto riled up.

“whenever sakusa says so!” bokuto responds with a cheeky smile. you tilt your head at this. you never really noticed their subtle friendship. you turn slightly to sakusa, wanting him to answer.

“almost. my receives were bad last game.” he mumbles to you. you knew he had the ‘don’t leave things unfinished’ tendency, so you knew it was going to be a long night. you just nod and you look at the unwaxed court. 

“oh, um, okay..” you mutter back. 

“i’ll just watch you two.” you say as you walk off to the sidelines. bokuto did get slightly riled up, but you were too lazy to care about it. 

“can you keep count of how many i miss?” sakusa says in a louder voice, his head turning to you. woah, sakusa was asking you for a favor? you smile and nod, taking out your notebook. 

“sure.” the next thirty minutes were interesting. you’d never seen him in his element. he looked good, the way his thighs looked every time he bent down to receive a hard spike, the way he wiped the sweat off of his forehead after every receive. 

bokuto surprisingly departs first, saying something about how he had to go meet up with akaashi for his taxes..? you blink as he hurriedly leaves, leaving the two of you alone. you aimlessly walk up to sakusa. you felt kind of special, seeing him without his mask, knowing that fans always whine and complain about the way he wears his mask whenever he signs stuff. 

“um, here's how many you received and let go.” you say as you hand him your notebook. he looks up at you, his mask hanging from his ear. god, why’d he look so hot right now..? he hesitates for a second, but he takes the notebook, appreciating your respect for his personal space. what kind of manager would you have been if you didn’t know what your players liked? 

his face doesn’t falter at the numbers, seemingly proud that he had more receives than misses. 

“thanks.. for doing this. i know you have to wait until everyone leaves.” he murmurs out as he takes off his calf sleeves. you, slightly taken aback by this, tilt your head. huh? how’d he know? 

“oh..! oh, um, it’s okay, i’m your manager, no?” you ask rhetorically with a slight smile on your face. he smiles back, nodding in response as he looks back down at himself. 

“sakusa?" you ask hesitantly. "i don’t think you should worry about your receives. i think you’re known as the best receiver, um, like ever. i mean, every one of your fans worries more about your mask than your receives.” maybe that was the most you’d ever spoken to him, but the way the words slipped right off of your tongue smoothly made him think differently. he liked the way you spoke, and he liked how you didn’t try to come close to him considering his minor mysophobia. 

“i know, i just needed this to know i'll be good for the next game.” he responds back. it was late, but not too late thankfully. 

“it kind of surprised me that you’re the last one here. usually it’s miya.. or, ah, bokuto, y’know? both of them.” you mumble, wanting to keep on talking to him. you knew that he’d probably cut it short by getting up, but he didn’t. 

“mm, yeah, those two are.. very obnoxious.” he responds back lazily, his fingers loosening the laces of his volleyball shoes. 

you let out a quiet chuckle at this, a chuckle that he enjoyed. he felt a bit confused at his emotions. why were you making him act like this? he’d never been into romantic relationships, considering how much time he spent on volleyball. he also knew that some people would be weird about his minor mysophobia. and relationships were such a hassle in his eyes.

“anyways.. i'll be out of your hair now. thank you for everything tonight.” he says as he stands up. god, you forgot how tall he was. you wanted to get to know him better. you wanted to know kiyoomi sakusa, not the guy you smiled and nodded your head at every once in a while. 

“wait, sakusa?” you ask. he looked at you, his mask still hanging off of one ear.

“yeah?” he mumbles back before he carries his bag. 

“i.. think we should grab lunch together one day. to.. uh, talk about your receives..?” you ask skeptically, your lie not coming out smoothly. you just wanted to sit with sakusa. he was so interesting.

the smile on his face as he puts on his mask spoke volumes for you. you could’ve sworn your heart fluttered as he spoke up.

“i wouldn’t be opposed to that, manager.” he says quietly, getting ready to depart. you see the janitor coming in to wax the court, knowing it was time for you to go as well. 

the walk back to both of your cars was short but.. nice. it was around three minute walk, and in those three minutes, you two conversed about his hate for crowds. and he reiterated that he wasn’t a huge germaphobe, he just hated it when people touched things incessantly and unnecessarily. and you knew for sure that the lunch was going on because you both exchanged contacts. 

“bye, sakusa!” you say as your hand rests on your car door handle. he waves you goodbye. you sink into your seat, letting out a quiet sigh. 

maybe, just maybe this was going to go well. maybe, this unspoken date was going to be the best one you’d ever been on, and maybe your little crush on sakusa would mean something. 

[wingedkiare]

Have I absolutely had it up to here with the Depp case?  Yes.

Am I furious with women MY AGE who cannot see the sea of red flags that say that even if she lied about this, that he’s still a terrible person unworthy of their blind adulation?  Also yes. Edit: this is clearly a vent. If you wanna stan the man, go on ahead. But if you’re going to be nasty to me, I’m just going to block you. I’m absolutely allowed to look back on an actor I once crushed on and realize there were a lot of things that I didn’t know were red flags back then.

[singularityinthemirror]

Again, disappointed but not surprised by this man.

[lettuce-seize-the-day]

cw: transphobia

ugh so my one coworker I actually loved her she was like my work mom. but her name is Karen so maybe I should have known. well anyway there's this new girl we'll call allie and she's been hanging out nonstop with this other guy who works there we'll call him liam. Allie and Liam are both minors and keep coming back an hour or so after their shift ends to buy food and hang out. So I mentioned to Karen kind of jokingly, "imagine if you wanted to spend time with someone so you came back to where you work to do it" and she laughed and was like. "yeah i think liams flirting with her. but she doesn't know about it" and I was like ? And she was like "oh you don't know? Liams a girl" and I was like ? Oh? And I didn't know he was trans but it's not rlly my business yk. Anyway so Karen goes on this shpiel about how she doesn't know how to refer to him so she solely uses his name and won't use any pronouns at all. And I was like........well.....Liam seems to go by he/him pronouns......did you ask him? And she was like. oh I don't get it. ill just stick to using the name. and I'm just like.......girl it's really NOT that hard lmao

[sad-mcmuffin]

hi odd we've been mutuals for years now and i just wanna say u've always been hot and u always will be. fat hairy ppl fuck!

Ilysm my guy im working on accepting that but its always nice to hear 💛💛💛

[nctdoingthings]

riding on that van.....riding on that van...........keep driving.....keep d r i v i n g

[mytheoristavenue]

Beastars Legosi x Masochist!Herbivore!Reader 🍋 - Bite Me

Summary: You and Legosi have been dating for a while, and after talking to Haru about him being distant from you, she explains why.

Warning: Smut, lemon, size-difference, inter species, biting, masochism

Key: Your name - (Y/N), Fur color - (F/C), Species name - (S/N), Species related nickname (Kitty, puppy, ect) - (S/N/N)

You were currently in Garden Club with Haru tending to the rose bush when you sighed heavily. "You okay, hun?" she asked as she set down her watering can.

"Yeah...Just having a little...relationship trouble, I suppose..." you admitted.

"What's going on?" she asked as the two of you headed into the building to have a sip of tea.

"Well, I've started going into heat recently and ever since...Legosi doesn't spend as much time with me anymore..." you said sadly. Haru laughed as she handed you the tea cup. "W-What's so funny?" you asked.

"Sweetheart, Legosi is a wolf! A carnivore!" she said still chuckling.

"Y-yeah...so?" you asked, wondering what she was getting at.

"He's never tasted meat before, and your so small!" she exclaimed.

"So? He's not going to eat me Haru! He...He loves me..." you defended your boyfriend, trying to reassure yourself.

"Yes, but he wants to eat you, just not in the usual way." she giggled.

"Haru, if my life is in danger, it's not a joke!" you yelled, starting to get offended. The white rabbit calmed down and sat next to you. You were the youngest of your little friend group, freshly sixteen. Because of this, coupled with the fact that you're a late bloomer regarding most other things, you were still very naive, and only now, beginning to come into sexual maturity.

"(S/N/N), you are both still virgins...and you going into heat...means your'e sexually mature..." she began. "He doesn't want to eat you. He wants to fuck you."

You blushed deeply. "N-no! Legosi's not like that, Haru! A-and even if he was...he'd tell me...right?"

"Sweetie, he doesn't want to tell you, or make a move because your so small and fragile, like me. He's big and strong with sharp edges. If he was too rough with you he might just tear you apart without meaning to." she explained. "The best thing you can do is confront him, and try to embrace his wild side as best you can."

"H-How do I do that?" you asked.

"Bring him here tonight, I'll give you the key. There are condoms in the drawer. When the time comes, you'll know how to go about it." she reassured you.  The bell rang and you were still trying to gather your bearings. You exited the garden to meet Legosi so he could walk you to class.

"Hey there, Little One." he greeted you as you took his hand. "Something wrong?"

"U-um...actually I was wondering if you'd like to go on a picnic with me in the garden tonight?" you asked shyly.

Legosi was surprised, but delighted. "Of course, Princess."

"Is 8 P.M. okay?" you asked as you arrived at the rehearsal hall.

"Perfect."  You both went into your respective dressing rooms.You were and extra in Adler, only a few lines but it suited you well.

Afterward rehearsal ended, he complimented your performance before interlocking his fingers with yours and  began to walk you back to your dorm, which you shared with Haru. When you walked in she immediately began to badger you with questions and preparations.

Back at Legosi's dorm, Jack was doing the same. "At the garden? You don't think she wants to-" Jack began.

"Of course not. I honestly don't even thinks she knows about any of that stuff...I mean shes only 16." Legosi defended.

"But haven't you wanted to take things to the next level for a while?" Jack asked.

"Of course I want to have sex with her. Who wouldn't? But she's so innocent and small...I don't to pressure her into anything, God forbid I hurt her somehow. I just can't risk that!" Legosi explained, beginning to get frustrated.

"Dude, just talk to her about it. You never know." Jack encouraged as Legosi readied himself.

"I'll think about it." the wolf said, exiting the dorm.

Back with you and Haru, the small rabbit was shoving clothes and lingerie into your arms.  "W-wait...I don't think I'm ready for corsets and negligees yet..." you stuttered.

Haru rolled her eyes with a chuckle and handed you a lacy black bra and underwear set. "Try this." You got dressed and applied make up etc and were finally ready, but nervous. "Take this key. Be careful and have fun." Haru said hugging you and pushing you out the door.

You briskly walked to the garden, luckily beating Legosi by a few minutes. When he arrived you were sitting on a concrete bench staring at the roses with the moon shinning off your every curve. Legosi approached blushing deeply.  "Hello my Darling, you look gorgeous." He said as he gently took you into his arms.

"You look very handsome, Puppy." you said, batting your lashes a bit, causing him to blush further.

"T-thank you." he cleared his throat as the two of you made your way to the picnic area in the middle of the garden.

After you ate, you asked him to come into the building, making him blush. This building was only used for one thing. You began to fumble with the key, but after what seemed like an hour, finally managed to open the door. You both quietly entered, Legosi shutting the door behind him. After fully inside, you both sat on the bed, yourself tilting a bit towards him due to the uneven distribution of weight. An awkward silence fell over the scene.

"I want to talk to you about something..." you said nervously.

"What is it, Love?" he asked.

"I-I know about your urges, Legosi..." Legosi looked shocked, and somewhat horrified, but play dumb to buy himself some time to think. Or, rather overthink.

"L-little One...w-what do you mean..." he asked verbally, but mentally, he knew exactly what you meant. 'Oh God! Did she find my bunny magazine? No, female students aren't even allowed to visit the male dorm without staff permission...maybe Jack said something? No, he wouldn't fuck me over like that...Am I just that obvious? I try to be as gentle as I can with her...how did she-'

"L-Legosi!" The grey wolf's attention snapped back to his significant other as you stood on your knees to cup his cheek.

"I know...that you know...that we are both...mature now..." you began. "You're a canine...so I'm sure you can smell my heat..."

"Y/N...I-" Legosi tripped over his words. He knew exactly what you meant, and he knew you were too smart for him to play ignorant. But how could he convey how ready he was? He could tell you how many times he'd fantasized about you. How could he reveal how many times he had pleasured himself to a picture of your breed in his magazine, whispering you name as he quietly came to his climax...how could he tell you that without sounding like a filthy animal?

"Legosi...I-I know you have never tasted meat beforeand...I know you have, well..a history with preying on small animals..." you trailed off, referring to when he had attacked Haru.

"B-but...I know you'll be gentle with me, right?" you asked shyly. Now, it was his time to cup your cheek, which he did, but not before leaning against the wall and pulling you into his lap.

"Angel...I'll always be gentle with you..."

"Well...um...I-I know it takes so much restraint for you to be so gentle, so I would like to...compromise." you said softly as you turned your back to him, guiding him to wrap his arms around you. "Legosi...My Love...?" you whispered. You could feel his breathe on your neck.

"Yes...(Y/N)?" You loved how he said your name. It was laced with a familiar desperation that you'd heard many times while while kissing him, but only now, did you understand what it meant.

"Bite me..." you could feel his hesitation. You knew his breathe had caught in his throat, you could feel that the pattern of which his breathes fell onto your fur had been disrupted.

"No...I won't do that, (Y/N)." he sounded...stern. Was he offended? Angry? He had never been this course with you. You looked away, ashamed.

"I'll hurt you. You'll bleed and then if you tell me to stop...I won't be able to..." the canine pushed you away and got up and began to pace the room. You shed a tear. You thought this would work... Haru told you this was the only way... You knew Legosi had been losing interest in you. He rarely speaks to you...now, you were vulnerable, mentally naked, and he was...pushing you away? You began to sob softly.

Legosi's ears perked upon hearing your sad whimpers and he rushed toward you, taking your hands into his. "Darling! What's wrong? Did I scare you? I didn't mean to make you cry..." he panicked as he tried to find the problem.

"H-Haru told me that you have been avoiding me because you want to mate with me...and that the only way to bring you close to me again is to "Embrace your wild side"...I just miss you so much, Legosi!" You cried into his lap.

"(S/N/N)...I had no idea that my distance was hurting you so much...I just didn't want our hormones and instincts to get in the way of our relationship...especially mine...I do smell your heat...and it drives me crazy, but I was so scared that I would force you into something you weren't ready for..." he explained as he wiped your tears.

You peered up at him. "L-Legosi...I-I think about you at night...and it makes my body tingle...I whisper your name during those times...and I squirm..." You weren't sure what those times meant, but you boyfriend knew all to well...It drove him insane to know that such an innocent animal like you...touched yourself to his name and he was thrilled.

"(Y/N)..." He whispered in your ear. "I do the same...but, I go a little bit further...and I want to show you...if you'll let me." Legosi kicked off his loafers and unsnapped the straps of your flats to remove and discard them.

"S-show me?" you asked shyly. "Show me what..."  Without another word, Legosi picked you up and held you in his arms before aligning your back with a nearby wall. He kissed you gently, but you could feel the need and urgency behind his lips.

"I have this magazine that an old friend gave to me...it has pictures cute little animals...but my favorite picture is of a sweet little (F/C) (S/N) that looks just like you...and I imagine that it actually is you...in those sexy black panties with your little ass in the air..."he cooed in your ear as he began trailing gentle kisses down your ear. You had never heard, or even imagined the timid wolf to behave this way, but you were completely entranced...

You moaned his name  softly. "L-Legosi...p-please bite me..." you moaned.

"I told you to stop saying that. You shouldn't encourage me. I only have so much control..." You began to drool slightly from the unfamiliar pleasure while begging that he sink his teeth into you. He was trying so hard to restrain himself...until you leaned into him and kissed his throat before giving it a small nibble. The action was not near as big and bad as you imagined it'd be, but it was enough for Legosi. He let out a spine tingling moan. They grey wolf pulled away momentarily for one last warning.

"(Y/N), you have just this one last chance to tell me that this isn't what you want...because if I don't stop and leave right now...I won't be able to stop myself from doing God knows what to you. I might hurt you..." he said with pleading eyes.

"I think...I'd like for you to hurt me...just a little..." you said shyly. Your answer seemed to unleash something inside of Legosi...something violent. He smirked and carried you back to the small bed and sat you down. He wrapped himself around you like a predator about to sink their teeth into their prey. He tilted you head to the side exposing your neck.

"You want me to bite you so bad, don't you, baby?" he asked with a smirk. You nodded timidly.

"Say it. Tell me that you're my prey." Your stomach twisted as you bit your lip.

"P-Please bite me, L-Legosi...I want to be your only prey..." your words further intoxicated Legosi's hormone stupor and you felt it. An electric surge seemed to zap through your body, flowing through each and every vein, finally ending with a violent pulse to your sensitive clitoris.

The bite had been quick and had been barely enough to leave cute little indention on the surface of your skin, passed your fur. But that pain; you had never felt anything more pleasurable than that pain. You were so entranced that you didn't even hear yourself scream, but your partner did, and it made his tail wag. "You like being bitten don't you, baby? I can smell your reaction..." he cooed in your ear, inhaling the sweet aroma of the wet lace that was hiding under your skirt. Legosi lifted your skirt to reveal the lingerie that you had borrowed from Haru.

"When you think about me at night...does it make this little thing tingle?" he asked  gruffly as he gently tickled your clit with the very tip of the razor sharp claw of his index finger. You nodded, biting your lip.

"Well, let me show you what part of me tingles when I think about you..." He stood up off the bed in front of you and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing all his lovely muscles and scars, before unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, letting a monstrous tent shove its way out. You drooled as he began to teasingly pull his cock out of his boxers and stroke it inches from your face.

"Now let me see you touch yourself, Princess, and we can show each other how we think about one another..." Legosi said as he laid down on the bed next to the love of his life, watching as you slowly removed your dress, and then panties and bra, before slowly rubbing yourself for what was most likely the very first time judging by your sensitivity. God, it was like watching a goddess bath in a hot spring in front of the setting sun...

"You'll never know just how perfect you look right now..."Legosi whispered, his carnivorous sex drive calming just a bit, and finding himself entranced by watching you perform such a lewd act, while maintaining such an innocent expression. He crawled on top of you just to admire you from such a lovely angle...small, yet supple breasts, wide hips, thick thighs, your delicate little hands playing with your sensitive areas...but most attractive of all was your face...you had such a beautifully shy and submissive expression painted on your face.

Legosi was all too used to a look of submission cast in his direction...but in a more, fearful or intimidated way. But this was new. You weren't afraid of him, you knew that you were just as in control as he was, and you were putting so much trust into him, not to harm you in a way you didn't enjoy. He no longer wanted the sex he wanted just minutes ago.

"(Y/N), let's make love...I'll bite you was much as you want, but only to an extent..." he whispered looking into your eyes.

"I-I'd love to..." you replied as Legosi readied himself at your entrance.

You knew it would hurt, and now you knew that you like to hurt, but this was so intense. Legosi slowly pushed his massive erection into your small, tight love, making you writhe in pain.

"W-Wait! S-Stop!" You screamed, deciding the pain was too much. They timid wolf looked to you slightly panicked.

"Y-your so big...it hurts so bad..."

Legosi blushed and turned away quietly apologizing before turning back to your open legs.

"Maybe for now...we can settle for something a little less intense..." he said as he lowered his head to your warm entrance.

He could feel the heat emanating off of your love as he leaned in and gave your clit a small, yet powerful lick. This earned a loud moan from you. If Legosi couldn't pleasure you the way he wanted to, at least he could pleasure you orally, right?

The grey wolf began with a wide lick with his rough tongue to figure out were your more sensitive areas were, so he could focus on them later. He quickly found that the area just north west of your clit seemed to your sweet spot and began to abuse it in his own special little way, alternating between nibbling and licking the area.

It being your first time for anything, it did not take long to make you reach your end, which you did while gripping Legosi's fur and screaming his name out for everyone to hear.

After catching your breathe, it was your significant other's turn, and he decided to take his treatment in the form of a thigh-job.

Legosi laid down on his back before gently lifting you and setting you down on his lap, with his long erection between your thighs. As he began to lift you up and down on his shaft, you began to grind on it as well, creating breathe taking friction. You could feel the veins on his cock begin to pulsate, indicating his impending ejaculation, as you felt your second coming as well. You sped your grinding to match his pace and just as swiftly as the action had begun, it i had come to a sloppy, messy end. Legosi shot his seed straight up, some landing on your cute little face, meanwhile, you had made cream all over his thighs and now flaccid cock.

You fell onto his stomach, quickly asleep, nuzzled in his surprisingly soft fur. Legosi knew there would be repercussions in the morning, but decided that for once, rather than over think, he'd not think at all, opting to fall asleep with the one he loved most, excited for the new, sexual journey that the two of you were embarking on.

He knew you'd feel guilty in the morning, for not being able to handle him in way you wanted, and that he'd have to comfort you when that time came, but he also knew, that with this hurdle overcome, that you two would get to that point, eventually, with practice, and boy was he excited for the next time he go tot practice.

[kusaka6e]

BOYS IN THE BAND

(aot ver) | mha ver | fairy tail ver

band!au

various aot x fem!reader

headcannons about aot men as hot band member boyfriends <3

sfw

includes: eren, armin, jean, connie

———

eren, the lead singer ;

we all know this mf had to be front and center LMFAOO

i think he also knows how to play piano but he doesn’t do it often, so whenever he posts a video of him doing it fans lose their SHIT

he loves playing for you, will def learn your favorite songs to surprise you with them

brought you out on stage to sing you something he wrote when he asked you to be his gf

seeing you front row at shows will make him put on one of the best concerts of his life

he is so mean to anyone hating on you LMAOO ‘if you can’t respect my girl than you’re obviously not a real fan asshole, delete all our music from your library’

loves when you come to shows but also understands that you have work and stuff to tend to; he sends you so many pics and videos during soundchecks to talk to you and feel like you’re actually there :(

if you surprise him at a show he’d probably cry his eyes out and make you swear to never speak of it “i just had sweat in my eyes from performing, i wasn’t crying!”

definitely wears your name around his neck at all times

corny mf definitely kisses you through the phone when he’s far away, like okay soulja boy

gets exclusive/one of one merch made for you all the time

connie, the drummer

there could not be a more fitting person to play the drums

is SO proud to have you, literally everyone knows you’re his like it or not

honestly probably has to your name or initial tattooed somewhere if you’re down with that

constantly posting you on all his socials, especially when he’s doing shows far away

definitely brings you to rehearsal and band meetings to sit on his lap while he plays

(not) jokingly refers to you as his wife all the time

like if the boys wanna go out to a club or something after a show he’s all “nah i don’t think the wife would like that, you guys go on ahead” and it’s not even that you’re insecure, he just wants to stay in and nap with you LMFAOOO

definitely has said “quit your job and come on tour with us, i’ll take care of everything else” and he’s not kidding

he just wants to have you around as often as he can :( he means it when he says everything is better with you present for it

would literally rather die than be away on your birthday/anniversary

he will look their manager in the face and say “well i guess you’ll have to find a new drummer for that show” LMAOOO like sir this is your career ???

he absolutely bought a build-a-bear with some goofy ass voice message in it for you and put it in one of the bands’ t-shirts, he now refers to the bear as you two’s child

jean, the guitarist ;

he soft-launched you two’s relationship and it caused HAVOC after

i don’t think jean hides the fact that he’s very much a hopeless romantic, so him constantly turning down advances from fans and people in general was odd

until

he posted a picture of you two holding hands across the table at a fancy restaurant, the promise ring he’d given you that night glinting against the flash of the picture being taken, probably captioned something simple like “my love <3”

he tries to protect you from the negatives that come from his lifestyle and sometimes that means supporting him from afar :(

don’t get it twisted, he loves when you come to shows but the idea of a fan or someone attacking you literally keeps him up at night sometimes, he’d never forgive himself if that happened

when you do come to shows in person he makes sure they have extra security everywhere that night, and he insists that you’re backstage to a.) have the best view of the show and b.) have you in the safest place possible

writes you love letters and sends them with little souvenirs/care packages all the time

loves sending you obnoxiously large flower arrangements

he’ll facetime you when he gets the notification that they got delivered so he can see your reaction in real time :((

everytime he gets a new guitar he has you write your name on it before he ever uses it, he swears it’s for good luck

armin, the bassist ;

okay listen here me out on this one

imagine the whole crowd losing their shit over eren or jean stealing the show and showing off, and armin just steadily playing the bassline, looking up and finding you in the crowd to wink at you

i just- something about him playing the bass sits so right with me

kinda likes being able to throw most of the fans’ attention to the other band members, doesn’t always do so well with people

all the fans know you’re dating him and absolutely love you two together

the boys get SO protective if someone has anything negative to say, eren and connie have already snapped on them before armin has even looked their way

you two are definitely the band’s parents

like if the boys are getting rowdy armin can literally say “if you guys don’t stop i’m gonna tell (y/n)” and suddenly they’re perfect angels LMFAOO

he 100% cried when you got a little bass guitar tattooed

even though you guys obviously call/text when he’s away, i think he likes to send you postcards from some of the cities they’re touring to with cute little lovenotes on them

i think he gets so wrapped up in trying to make sure everyone else is prepared for shows (and keeping eren’s wild ass out of trouble LMFAO) that he needs reminders to take care of himself too :( the boys love when you travel with them because they finally get to see armin loosen up and relax because you’re there

[akkivee]

you don’t know how happy it makes me to see that hayama shouta and iwasaki-san are becoming a seiyuu combination 😭😭😭

[sunshine-tattoo]

Saw some people wondering why Asmodeus and Fizz are:

1. Commenting on Moxie's love song when they are clearly in love themselves?

2. Shocked that Stolas is with blitz when they themselves are also a royal and imp couple?

The answer is context.

Ozzy's club is a lustful place.

It's for the sexual and kinky side of a relationship.

Going onstage there and singing a wholesome love song is about the equivalent of going to a punk metal club and singing the My Little Pony theme song.

It's just not the right place.

What's more, Asmodeus and Fizz are a business owner and his main performer respectively.

They are dependent on the club remaining popular and making money in order to stick around.

Moxie's lovey dovey stuff was killing the vibe and therefore a threat to business.

Are Asmodeus and Fizz clearly in love and do their own lovey dovey stuff?

Sure. Completely.

But not when they are trying to work.

Fizz tells his raunchy jokes and Asmodeus sings his sexy songs.

That's their job.

As for their relationship being unusual due to their different species and social classes, Asmodeus's talk with Stolas wasn't really about him dating someone of a different background.

It was about what he threw away in order to get to it.

As far as we know, Asmodeus is not married and has no children. Therefore he can do what he likes with whomever he likes.

But Stolas was different.

Even if his marriage was arranged and unhappy, he still had a duty to it. Or at least to end it in an ethical way.

Instead he threw it away for, what the world sees anyway, a quick fling.

Asmodeus doesn't know Blitz, but between Fizz and Verosika chewing him out he can guess that this isn't a man in a sweet and loving relationship like Moxie and Millie.

So he can then berate Stolas for doing something foolish.

Tossing aside everything "for a thrust".

Whether or not Asmodeus approves or not of Stolas's decision doesn't matter.

What matters is that he needed to point out to Stolas the inherent selfishness of the decision.

Because as a fellow royal, he can do so without retribution.

Even more cruel, he can do it while holding his own imp boyfriend. One who actually returns his affections.

Asmodeus is essentially saying with his actions: "Hey Stolas look at me. I've got everything you want but I didn't have to blow up my life to get here. Maybe take some stock of why your life is fucked right now."

[nowdoyoungknows]

Baby Bunbun's Late night talk with Papa Bunny

Pairing/s: idol!doyoung x fem!reader

Genre/warning/s: fluff, slight angst, temporary long distance relationship, dad!doyoung, secret dad doyoung (public doesn't know he is already a father lol), slight mention of pregnancy, mentions of alcohol and food, cringe alert

Summary: Doyoung is on tour with NCT 127, specifically in Japan. Despite hectic schedule, he promised to have a video chat with you and your precious toddler.

Note: This was inspired by Doyoung's baby picture that he posted on Children's day. He looks so adorable and his smile is so cute. I want to pinch his cheeks. Omg Also wrote this because of nct's ongoing neo city: the link. I hope you enjoy this. I apologize for the grammatical error. The last time I write a fanfic was back in 2017 lol. Lastly, DON'T TAKE THIS PLOT TOO SERIOUSLY. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. Unedited.

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After a tiring but amazing and full of excitement day, the first day of NCT 127's concert has finished. It went by smoothly and perfectly. The fans were delighted with the outstanding and powerful performances of each members. Doyoung himself was fully satisfied of what he had showcased in front of the audience. He is an amazing singer, no doubt to that but he did even better than the previous concert. Everyone was moved to tears in his solo song.

9 pm when the members called it a day and decided to retreat to their respective hotel rooms to take a rest. After concert, they went to a sushi house near their hotel in tokyo to eat their tiredness away and celebrate by drinking maybe a little alcohol.

Doyoung isn't drunk at all thanks to his high alchohol tolerance. He is able to shower, do his skincare routine and the most important thing, to call his precious love back home in Korea. Pressing the call in your name, he waited shortly before you answered it immediately. 'She really waited for me.' He thought with a stupid smile printed on his face.

Tiredness is evident in Doyoung's face but faded as he sees your beautiful face when your videocall starts.

"Hello Hon~!" You greet him in joyful way.

Doyoung's heart skipped a beat seeing your face. That's how in love he is to you. Like him, you are also bed ready as he noticed that you are wearing your sleep pajamas and you are laying on your shared bed at home. He didn't notice how long he was admiring your face when you spoke again.

"Is there something wrong? You're spacing out? Are you tired? You can end the call if—"

Hearing how worried you are, he immediately cut you off by assuring you with a smile. "No hon, I'm perfectly fine. Just admiring you. Missed you so much. Only been in Japan for 2 weeks but I already miss you." He admitted. "Besides I promised that I will call you when I came back from the concert."

Your cheeks warmed up, cheeks flushed at Doyoung's sudden confession. You missed him too, so much. You changed your position and laid sideways from your previous where you were lying at your back. "How's the concert?" You asked him.

Doyoung told you everything from the rehearsal to what they eat after. He told you they drank some beer after which you warned him not to drink too much but eat healthy food and drink milk which earned a chuckle from him because of how adorable you look like when nagging him. NCT's resident nagger was being nagged by his girlfriend.

Both your eyes looked tired and dreamy but your desire to keep up with each other is enough motivation to wake yourselves up. You two are in the middle of talking about random stuff and other things when you stopped listening to your boyfriend for a while to look out for something — someone to be specific, whispering 'be careful' as you slightly raised your body just in case something bad happened. You sighed in relief when nothing happened and no one's hurt. You smiled warmly and tapped the empty space in front of you.

Doyoung's heart pounded loudly as the mattress rises, shuffling noise of the blanket and a familiar giggle was heard. "Hi appa~" The boy, his son, greeted him cheerfully and full of energy then flashed his gummy smile, duplicated from his signature gummy smile but lesser teeth as the boy only has few of them.

"Hi babyyyy!" Doyoung felt re-energized. Seeing his son's adorable face and cute gestures made him want to pack his things and fly to korea at the same moment. He felt sorry for not being there for him because of work which you fully understand and support.

"He climbed to our bed on his own." You reported your son's new achievement. The bed is not that high to climb for a toddler but it is a big deal for a child who is in the stage of learning. Doyoung is proud of course but at the same time, wished he was there to witness it himself, personally.

"Wow, our little prince is so strong. Good job." He complimented him with a proud grin. Your son didn't understand what his father is telling him but he knows it made him happy so the baby gave him a bigger smile. "But baby, you should be sleeping at this hour." Doyoung turned to his protective father mode. It's 10:30 in the evening yet his son is still awake.

"Well... you promised earlier this morning that you will call us after work. I swear I already told him all the excuses why he should sleep already and not wait for you but you know... he is quite stubborn when he wants to do something." You explained. "He misses you so much."

Your words earned a pang in his heart. He dearly feels bad for you especially his son. He wants to be there for him, if only he is allowed to bring him to his work. Sensing that Doyoung is down for not being present physically, you tried to cheer him up. "Hey. Don't worry, hon. We understand. We support you. Don't ever think about giving up your career because of us."

This is not the first time Doyoung brought up that issue of giving up his idol career just to be full-time with your little family and of course marry you. However, you refused several times. You know how much he loves his craft even before he met you and you can't afford to see him give that up just for you. You don't hold it against that and supported everything he does, watching his performances, musical and drama, even teasing him with his kissing scenes. Someday, you will figure things out.

"Always remember, we are always here for you. Do not worry." You assured him sincerely.

Doyoung got emotional. "What did I do to deserve the two of you. I love you so much." Doyoung replied.

"Well, you deserve all the love because you are an amazing man." You smiled at him. Doyoung really looked shy and cute whenever you compliment him and kind of boost his pride. You want to pepper him with kisses.

You gave the father-son moment for a minute. Listening to your son tell random stories to his father to the best he can. It's unclear and honestly doesn't make sense at all in an adult's perspective but your child is enthusiastic and talkative, he is learning as you noticed he adapted some new words. Doyoung replies to his stories as if he fully understands it, trying to have a conversation with his son while you just laugh and scream internally because your boyfriend and son is the duo everyone should see because of how entertaining they look. They actually deserve to appear in a show but their situation is different.

The conversation between your boys ended and Doyoung decided that the precious child should sleep now so he sang him a lullaby, a children's song but the baby shook his head. Doyoung frowned. "Why baby? You don't want appa to sing to you anymore?" He asked.

Your son look at you hoping you will explain it better to his father as he doesn't know how and you get his message. You chuckled a bit and spoke. "Hon. He doesn't want nursery rhymes." You explained as he listens. "He watched you sing your solo song in the concert from a fancam and he likes it so much. I use that to put him to sleep." It earned an inaudible "ohh" from Doyoung.

Doyoung was touched how his song not only touches the fans' heart, not only you but his beloved son as well. He doesn't understand any single words from the lyrics but maybe he felt the emotion plus it was sung by his father, the soothing voice your son loves the most. For his son, exclusively for him, he sang his piece "The Reason Why It's Favorite."

Singing it to him while in his hotel room, lying down made him realize how his son was robbed of the moment of seeing it being performed while his father is on stage. The boy is still too young to attend the concert and lastly, the public doesn't know he already had a child of his own. Surely, the fans know that he is in a relationship to a non-celebrity, they are fully aware of his relationship with you but they have no idea that he got his girlfriend pregnant. The reactions are divided the moment the dating news sparked. Seeing you being harassed by some of the so-called fans already made him guilty, how much more if they knew about his child. Doyoung can't afford to see the child being hated. His son is the most precious child in the world and he doesn't deserve the hate that he might receive from the heartless people who refuse to understand other people's feelings. That is why he come to a decision to conceal his son's existence.

I love you, I love you

Maybe you won't be sad anymore

I love you, I lovе you

Always be my favorite

As he finished his son, that's the time he heard his son softly snoring, eyes shut, sleeping peacefully, drifting to his dreamland. The little prince looks so innocent and quiet as if he is not the most talkative kid in the world.

"He is sleeping already, maybe you should be too." You said in your most quiet yet audible tone. Doyoung nodded. "Good night Hon. Kiss our prince for me." He asked which you complied by planting two loving kiss in your son's chubby cheeks but careful enough not to interrupt his deep sleep.

"I love you y/n." He confessed like it was the first time he tells you that.

"I love you too, Doyoung." You replied before Doyoung ended the call.

[sneezemonster15]

I can’t imagine that Sasuke went to bed with Sakura on his own. If we even can call this bed because in reality they did it in the woods or sth like that because Sakura doesn’t respect herself, her giving birth at Orochimaru says a lot blehh. Sakura must have guilt tripped him into having sex. He never wanted her hugs, touches anything only when he couldn’t control himself e.g. the curse or being injured but even then he would say let go etc. He never kissed her, never so him willingly going to bed with her is not possible. She must have persuaded him into this and it was a quick act. She had advantage because it was his trip to get rid of his sins (he tried to kill her and he let her die many times). Also Naruto was married during that time so I think he agreed also because of that but it was never his decision, it was Sakura who cried rivers to make him do it. What’s your opinion?

Hi anon.

I have talked about it here.

Honestly, now, I am not even sure if they had sex. I find it very suspicious that Sakura chasing Sasuke would be enough to make him submit to her. It's totally possible for her to have manipulated or tricked him. It's in her character. But I don't know, something is fishy. Sasuke is quite aware of her manipulative tendencies. He isn't dumb enough to fall into her traps.

Okay, so Sakura chased Sasuke and Karin says that they all traveled together. Now why would be Karin traveling with them when she works for Oro? But she did and apparently that's when Karin and Sakura became friends. I am sure that's where Sakura got the photo that she placed with her own in that photo frame at her house. From Karin, because Sasuke couldn't have been carrying it. The only memento he considers important enough to carry is the hitaiate Naruto gave him. But then why were they traveling together? The reason for this travel is not specified by Karin. Sasuke does say he wants to travel to sort some stuff out in chapter 699, but in that case, why would he be traveling with Karin, Oro's employee? If he refused to take Sakura on his redemption journey, why would he take Karin? Doesn't make sense.

It gives me the impression that he was performing some kind of mission for Konoha at the time perhaps, since Oro became Konoha's subject after the war and he is an asset. We do see him reach out to Oro quite confidently in Gaiden when Shin abducts Sakura. So there is some indication that he is comfortable enough to do that, given once he murdered Oro. Perhaps Sasuke and Karin (on behalf of Oro), were carrying out some mission or research or something, which is when Sakura starts to chase Sasuke.

So if we assume that it was a mission of some sort, what would that be about? Oro is known to experiment with genetics, that's what the whole Shin debacle is about.

Don't you find it suspicious that Kishi chose to write Gaiden's narrative about how genetics is not the determinant to someone's right to humanity? When Shin talks about the utilitarian purposes and the dispensable element of his clones, Sakura gets all huffed up and righteously angry and says this.

"The relationship between the parent and child is more than the passing of genes." Hmmm. Is that so?

I find Gaiden so layered and brimming with implicit information. Like I said, Kishi was trying to relay information about things that didn't make sense about the ending through Gaiden.

So why choose to tell this story this way, which was outwardly written to establish Sarada's sob story and background, when Kishi is doing so many other things in it, even defeating the purpose of the centre of Sarada's sob story? The need for a happy family. Is there a parallel? Looks like it. Because eventually, Naruto says the same thing.

That connections are more than about blood relations. So what is Kishi trying to say here? That it doesn't matter whether the relationship is based on blood, or if it's a result of a scientific experiment or motivation, the humanity of it still doesn't get cancelled. That's why he basically adopts all the little Shins. Relationships are completely about what you make of them.

Why choose to tell this story that factors genetics so heavily in the narrative, while creating a new villian, reintroducing Oro who is otherwise pretty much irrelevant in Boruto, but has already been established as a genius level scientist and pioneer of genetics in Naruto universe? And why choose to tell this story in this manner where he deliberately creates doubt about the legitimacy of Sasuke and Sakura's relationship to the point where even Sarada's conception is questioned upon? The whole adultery theme. This whole thing is just so fishy.

So what does that mean? Did Sasuke really have sex with Sakura? I find it very hard to believe. He is so much stronger than her that Sakura forcing herself on him just doesn't gel, he has been able to spurn her advances and romantic offerings every single time before. Even after the war, without feeling guilty about it. He has also attacked her in response to her doing it first. So if forced in such a situation, he wouldn't step back from causing her physical and mental harm. That is already established.

Why would Kishi make Sarada look like Karin and not Sakura? If genetic experimentation was involved in her conception, Oro could have tampered with some stuff here and there to make it happen.

So it all boils down to this:

1) Sarada does not know anything much about her father.

2) Sakura doesn't either.

3) There's no proof if she is actually married to Sasuke and she doesn't wear a ring when other Konoha wives do.

4) No wedding picture either.

5) Sakura is so nervous about answering Sarada's questions about Sasuke since she doesn't know anything herself (like whether he wears glasses, such an innocuous and basic thing..), and it would figure, because I don't think Sarada would be pleased with getting to know that she was a test tube baby, if she was.

6) Their marriage looks like a sham. And their interaction with each other is so wooden as if to keep appearances.

7) They have never kissed. Kishi implies this Twice. Twice. Why? If they had sex, it would be natural to assume that they kissed, no? So why imply it twice that they didn't?

8) Sasuke doesn't live with them. Or visit them. Or keep in touch. Not even to know about his own daughter's life. He doesn't even recognise her face. And for the most part, except the end, dismisses Sarada's emotional queries.

9) We already know that he doesn't feel emotionally about Sakura at all.

10) Sasuke says outright that the reason why they are connected is because Sarada exists. So Sarada is the only point of connection between Sakura and Sasuke. Which is true.

11) Kishi deliberately cuts off Sasuke's line where he is going to explain to Sarada about his absence with Shin's attack.

12) The whole issue of the umbilical cord. It is supposed to be symbolic of mother and child's spiritual and physical connection. It's traditional. It's sacred. But Sakura doesn't have it. Karin does. If Sarada indeed was an experiment, then it would make sense that Karin would keep it, given she is the one who often carries out or helps carry out Oro's experiments.

13) If Karin and Sakura are such good friends, why doesn't Sarada know about Karin?

14) Sakura looks so nervous when Sasuke is about to tell Sarada about their connection. It would make sense for her to be nervous if she thought Sasuke would tell the truth. Perhaps that's why she didn't tell Sarada about Karin? If Karin cares enough to send Sarada new pair of glasses, it must mean she has some emotional connection to Sarada.

15) And finally, Sarada was born at Oro's hideout.

All of this leads me to believe that Sasuke did not have sex with Sakura. And we know that Kishi doesn't do shit without a purpose, he almost always has an ulterior motive when it comes to Sasuke and Naruto's bond since the entire seven hundred chapters of Naruto and Shippuden are about a gay love story in SHOUNEN which was written implicitly, with a whole lot of nuances and red herrings and clever narrative tools that actively encourages the reader to read between the lines.

What's stopping him to do similar stuff here?it would only be in his character. Heh. Why deliberately write such shady shit to imply Sasuke and Sakura are not together? And that Sasuke cheated on Sakura? Nefarious. And then finally he makes Sasuke look like this with his family.

Turned away from Sakura, like always. And looking like he would rather eat tree bark than whatever is in front of him. Notice that they look like a couple that is trying to keep a facade for the child. Sakura looks nervous but conciliatory, like she is trying really hard to keep appearances, while Sasuke isn't even trying, he looks proper depressed. But Sarada looks chatty and pleased. Because all she ever wanted was her family to be together. So Sasuke is fulfilling her wishes. For her sake, not Sakura's.

My reading? Sarada is the result of a genetic experiment. Sakura perhaps is the mother. Sasuke is definitely the father, because of sharingan. And something about Karin is mixed in it. I don't know what, Oro is crazy and talented enough to do it. All I know is that those three were traveling together and it was not during Sasuke's redemption journey. Why did they perform this experiment, I don't know. Maybe Sakura asked for it. And Sasuke gave it to her, perhaps out of guilt? Or as long as she would keep away from him? If she has a child to take care of, she wouldn't be able to chase Sasuke. Hehe.

Would Sakura take whatever scrap Sasuke throws at her? Like whatever she can get, as long as she gets to call him her husband, even if in name only, and cover her house with Uchiha fan when even Sasuke doesn't wear it anymore?

Obvioabsofuckinglutely.

[dragonsareourfuture]

Ways the Death Note Cast Show They Trust You

I lost some inspiration towards the middle there, I’m sorry!!

L

- he will always have Watari make extra servings of food just for you. It’s a bit startling at first. So suddenly there’s just food in front of you that you think is for L, but when you push it towards him, he pushes it right back to you.

“You don’t want it?” He’d ask, leaving you confused until you finally put the pieces together.

“Oh, I…I guess I didn’t realize it was for me. My bad.” You begin eating. “Thank you.”

L simply hums and continues with whatever he was just up to.

- You know that thing cats do where they’re sitting perfectly still, eyes closed, guard slightly down, but still not quite asleep? I can picture L doing something like this during any moment of downtime he gets. Just sitting, scrunched up in his chair or wherever he happens to be, eyes closed but the cogs in his brain are still turning. You notice him doing this when it is only you and him in the room, simply thinking it’s because of the moment of rare solitude. Little do you know, it’s because he trusts that you won’t hurt him or let anything bad happen to him.

- L is a person who prefers to be in charge of his own life. He likes knowing what’s going on around him at all times and when things are out of his hands he can’t help but feel uncomfortable. However, with a person he’s developed a close relationship with and knows he can trust with everything he has, L will feel more comfortable leaving decisions up to them. You’ll have to start small though, like being the one to plan a surprise date. He might feel a bit uncomfy at the beginning, shifting around and possibly even insisting he sit so that he can see the exits clearly, but he eases into it eventually. Soon you both find yourselves joking around in the odd way that you do and gorging on cake and ice cream.

Mello

- being vulnerable is something Mello isn’t too keen on. He already feels vulnerable most of the time and would kick himself if he let that show through his actions. If Mello truly trusts you, he will feel as though he can be vulnerable around you without any judgement on your end. Small acts that show vulnerability such as asking you to help him with something he can’t quite handle on his own — even if it’s something as simple as not being able to reach something off a shelf or being unsure about how to fix something. Eventually, he’ll work his way up to the bigger stuff like being physically wounded in front of you or having a mental block.

- Sharing his clothes with you or letting you pick his outfit for him. Now, it sounds like he’s just being a little diva and that’s only partially true. But his clothes are important to him, they’re a factor that sets him aside from his plain-dressing rival and in his eyes they make him more interesting than him, visually at least. He’s happy to dress you up, and it is true that he has to have a close relationship with you to want to do so, but you should be especially proud if he lets you alter his appearance in any way.

- He likes to believe that he’s had his goals set out from the beginning. Surpass Near, become the next L, and go on from there. What he pushes to the back of his brain are the moments he’s been studying and he’s asked himself ‘What if I went down a different path?’. He quickly pushes these thoughts away, but they keep coming back. What would life be like if this wasn’t an option for him? What if he were a writer? What if he lived in the city with people he loves and went to the movies every Friday? Unwillingly, he has a whole list of possibilities. If he truly trusts you, he’ll share every single one with you. Whether it’s dropping hints or confessing them one by one late at night, he can’t help but feel that they’re safe with you.

Misa

- it seems a bit surface level, but it’s true — Misa will talk down on Light in front of you if she trusts you. But it’s not straight away. She had developed a lot of courage to actually break up with him, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still doubt her decision to do so. It’s only when she finds out from you how loved ones are supposed to treat each other — with kindness and respect — that she feels her decision to ditch Light was the entirely right one. Slowly, she’ll start to admit to you all the things she hated about Light, starting with some of his mannerisms and building up to something like how he forced her to leave the entertainment business.

- Misa is…dramatic. She likes to go above and beyond for someone she’s infatuated with and make sure they’re the happiest they can be. If she trusts you enough to develop this kind of infatuation and, with some development, less of an obsession and more of a strong, bonding love, you will be doted on to the point where it’s almost ridiculous. You could be at home during one of her work days and you’ll get a delivery of lunch from your favorite takeout place because Misa was ‘thinking of you <3’, as she explains when you text her asking why food randomly showed up at your place. It’s rather sweet.

- Misa’s a pretty talkative person in general, that’s a well known fact. She’ll talk about clothes, a cute birdie she saw on her way home, really anything that comes to mind. But, she’ll do that with about anyone who’ll listen. It’s gradual, so it’s hard to notice, but if Misa grows to trust you she’ll start talking about some of the more serious things that have been on her mind for a while, those things that she thought would scare off anyone she liked because of how personal they are to her. Her family before they died, for example. It’s something that Misa thinks about. So much. But she doesn’t really talk about it. She wants to forget, put the past behind her but because she’s never talked about it with anyone it’s hard to do that. She’ll talk about her family to you, the little things her sister used to do and some things her parents did that she misses.

Matsuda

- Matsuda often begins to idolize those who he thinks are trustworthy and have a good heart. He starts to tell you how much he loves when you do x and that he wishes he could perform as well as you in that area. In a sense, he trusts you with his vulnerability, letting you know that he thinks of himself as less than satisfactory and how he wishes he could do better, only he channels it by pointing out good things about you. If…that makes sense.

- This sounds dire, but he’ll risk his life for the people he completely, without a doubt trusts. He was willing to do so with Chief Yagami, someone he saw as a father figure, and he would certainly be willing to do so with you, someone who he feels he has a deep emotional connection to. Whether you’re in a situation where he would need to or he’s just saying that he would, he means it.

- Matsuda trusts you to not make fun of him when he overshares or talks too much or anything his coworkers brush him off for. He feels that he can talk about things he finds funny and talk about his life without worrying about what you think of him when he does.

Matt

- he would drop everything to help you. Whether that’s dropping his game to help you kill a bug or leaving his duties behind to help you out of a life or death situation. Whichever scenario you happen to find yourself in he’s there no matter what.

- He’ll invite you into his personal life. I know this is kind of a given but Matt had the chance to become the next L. He had the chance to become something “great” and he said “ummm rather not” to it because it wasn’t something he wanted. If he shares this information with you, he trusts you not to leave him for something better when you discover the status he could have had and refused. He trusts you to appreciate him because of him and not the intelligence everyone but him cherishes.

- He leaves you alone around important technology and software he’s hacked. Unfortunately for him, betrayal comes with the business he’s got himself into and, if Matt really trusts you on both a professional and emotional level, he won’t have a problem worrying about whether or not you’ll take advantage of his coffee break to gather information for some other organization or something. He will literally just go “mkay babe I gotta go fuel up on caffeine real quick, you’re good watching the hacked government database right? Cool cya.”

Near

- Near trusts you to take him to public places. Sounds simple, yeah. But Near has never liked crowds, or even just too many strangers in a wide open place. It’s strange to everyone observing how one day he decides he needs a new toy, his old one having broken due to old age, and asks you to take him to the toy store. He’s questioned, people wondering why he wouldn’t rather you just go alone but Near insists. Apparently the toy that broke is special addition and he wants to make sure you get the right one. He stays close to you the whole way, not really saying much, but he’s there and that’s a big step for him.

- He helps you out with puzzles. Basically cheats for you. When he’s eyeing one specific empty slot, coughing lightly to get your attention, just know that he’s not helping you because he thinks you need it. Quite the opposite actually. With anyone else, he believes that they should be able to solve it on their own. He thinks that if they can’t, then that’s their fault. But with you…it’s as if he trusts that you’re intelligent enough without the puzzle being an indicator of that intelligence, so much so that he thinks the puzzle itself is obsolete when it comes to you. He doesn’t need a puzzle to know how smart you are.

- He’ll eat the foods you make him. Near’s picky eater-ness is above that of a child who only eats chicken tenders and pizza. He doesn’t eat that many people’s food because he knows it’s probably not he way he likes it. But with you, he trusts that you respect his eating habits and know him well enough to get it right the first time. Though he does check the food out for a bit, he’ll eat it. Sometimes all of it. Fuckin astonishing to Rester who had attempted many times to heat up microwave dinners for the guy.

[thepeakyfckingblinders]

White Lies - part II || Thomas Shelby x reader

⤠ MASTERLIST⤟

↬ Part One ↫

Summary: White lies can lead to tragic outcomes.

Warnings: swearing, angst, a tiny hint of violence, May Carleton insert, slight smut

Author’s notes:

Behind each one of these works there are sleepless nights and something really close to multiple mental breakdowns, so, please, take a minute to send me a message about it, I need actual feedbacks to understand how to improve my skills and grow ♡

I’m sorry babes, for everything. Love you ♡

Also this is getting me on my knees, I've been through a terrible writer's block (I'm still dealing with it tbh) so I know this second part won't be as good as the first one, can't put into words how frustrating it is for me, wish I could do better, but apparently I just can't now. Hope you'll like it anyway.

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ENJOY!

Your hands kept trembilng with nerves while you tried to stuff as many things as possible in the beige luggage Thomas had bought in Lambeth earlier that month, in view of his upcoming business trip to Brighton; or at least that was what he had fed you: new opportunities coming from international sea trades, something they couldn’t have missed, he said.

Well, if that was true, he wouldn’t have had much trouble in buying a new one.

All at once, a painful knot of mixed emotions dug into your venter, leading your teeth to pitylessly drown in your lower lip, in a desperate attempt to hold back tears; curled locks falling before your eyes with every abrupt movement you made in order to leave that house without coming across your fianceé. Yet, unfortunately, there was no way to avoid the compulsive thoughts haunting you. Ruthless flashes about your recent encounter at the Garrison flooded your sore mind, bringing along a wave of vivid images freshly framed by your brains, splitting your breath in a thousand little shards and corroding your trust with each passing second.

You could see him, holding her the way he did with you, placing his callous palms around her waist and letting his fingers viciously pierce her exposed skin only to bring her closer and closer, as if to erase the boundary between their bodies.

You could see his volluptuos lips, stroking the spot right beneath her jaw, whispering profane words against her fervent flesh in an obscene confession, waiting for her to redeem all of his sins with the inviting warmth of her thighs.

You could see his marble hips, diving in hers again and again, conducing an unmerciful assault; the sweetest battle to fight, one able to mend his intangible war wounds.

For a brief moment, the walls revolved around you, creating a pale vortix tainted by the bluish light filtering through the windows without any cloud to cross its path; night had fallen on Birmingham and that melancholic atmosphere just made everything harder as your watery irises run upon every corner of your bedroom, unintentionally trying to absorbe each detail of the safe heaven in which your love had flared and expired.

That was a burdensome decision to make, but you were well aware of how those things worked; you had seen it on your mother's flesh, you had seen hope sprout into her eyes every time your father came back home, hands holding his cap and face performing the most compelling expression of guilt. On a regular basis, he begged her to forgive his weakness, that's how he called it; still now you knew there was no weakness in what he did, he wanted to, he deliberatley chose to act that way. Every single time, he promised not to hurt her again, and every single time, she embreaced him, turning her other cheek, because it's what you do when you love someone, that's what she said while he prepared to slap her again; yet you knew now that affection should grow out of respect, that loving someone shouldn't leave you wretched, never. Thereby, your childhood had passed watching your father systematically break both his vows and your mother's heart, only sparing her for a few weeks, a few months when she was lucky; a miserable fate that you had sworn you wouldn't have shared.

Due to those acrimonious memories, your previous haste had now given way to a leaden attempt to say goodbye, as your feet stumbled towards Tommy’s beside-table until your fingertips were able to trace the dark groove gouged by his initials into the bright metal of his favourite cigarette-case, the one you’d given him, the one meant “for special occasions”, he said. Eyelids harshly shut because of the sharp hiss tearing up your ears, while you allowed yourserlf that single compromise, placing that relic in your bag as to preserve one last bond with him; and then you finally marched out of your own life.

Or at least you tried to.

Moments before your hand could reach for its knob, the door brusquely opened, leaving under your bewildered stare a panting Thomas with just his waistcoast and withe shirt on: sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the black bow he had worn now hanging untied around his creased collar. In a scant second, his blue orbs stroke into yours, scourging you with a wintry glare only to fall right after on the suitcase held in your right fist.

“You fucking packed your things, y/n?!” A deafening thud arose when the bag fell to the ground at the exact moment his hand slammed the door behind his shoulders with a violent blow, before running through his already messy hair; his ring shimmering in the dark together with his drizzly eyes now clutched to your face only, your feet taking a few step back when he slowly moved forward.

“You were leaving?” That atrocious question escaped his lips in a short breath and his brows took a painful fold in the process, causing a dull ache to grip your entrails at that sight.

“You were gonna leave me without a word?” Eventually, Tommy's coarse voice erupted from his scratched throat with all of its impetus, riverberating across the room and then into your eardrums so to let you gather each accent of blind sorrow and rage held through those words.

Anticipating every possible answer, Thomas took another stride in your direction, still that cautious attempt just forced you to retreat again, almost suffocated by his sole presence. Truth was that you couldn't trust yourself around that man. At times he felt like a plague corroding both your mind and body. He had sort of an arcane power enabling him to subjugate you in the sweetest way, had you let him; sometimes he was like a snake-charmer, sometimes you reckoned he was the snake himself.

“Stay away from me” Your unsteady voice finally came out, and it sounded as if it had been subdued for ages, yet his complete inability to comply with other’s will led him to neglect your first warning.

“Y/n, please-” Nevertheless, that mournful preach was soon estinguished by your harsh tone not leaving space to hesitation anymore. “Don’t fucking touch me, Thomas”

Your hands slapped his arms now dangerously close to your silhouette, but soon his firm grasp enveloped your wirsts allowing him to reduce the distance between your bodies.

“I said stay away!” you pratctically screamed in his face and your head swayed, having your locks fall forward, as you struggled to wriggle out of that deadly grip.

“No, y/n-” His calm voice once again tried to keep you in place along with his callous hands, but you were far too overwhelmed to regain your control.

"Get the fuck off me! Get off, let me go!" Histerical peaks distorted your voice as you kept writheing against him like a wild animal held captive.

"Y/n, stop! Stop it, calm down... fucking breathe" Thomas raised his tone, submerging your cries and leading your bust closer to his own so that your forearms were now trapped in between your bodies and his fingers clenched around the sleeves of your dress. Suddenly, all of your forces seemed to vanish in the dark coldness filling the room, your muscles yelding against your will.

"Let go of me" At this point your rage gave way to resignation, escaping your lips in the form of a pleading whisper, echoing your previous demands.

"Just listen to me, y/n. You need to trust me" He spoke again and you could sense a condiscendent softness in those words. You knew him too well, you knew how his silver tongue always managed to violate people's mind with such ease, making them puppets in the hands of an expert string-puller. And you hated him for trying to do the same with you.

Your wrath started to emerge again, boiling in your veins until your palm violently connected with his face for the second time that night.

"Jesus Christ, woman, what the hell is wrong with you?" Thomas growled while stroking the sensible skin right under his left cheekbone, partially tilting his head away from you as his feet put a new distance between your figures.

"I don't care how much you say otherwise, you did this to me" Jolted words left your burning throat, garbled by the tears you were desperately trying to hold back. This time it was you to step closer, accusation drenching your every gesture.

"Bullshit! I love you and you know that" Tom’s index finger mandatorily pointed at your flushed face, his blue eyes thrusting open and inviting you to reckon his indisputable truth.

“How can you expect me to believe a single syllable coming out of your mouth now?" Your fierce gaze remained locked onto his algid irises, still, despite your efforts to hold back, a few salty drops slipped off your made up lashes, pouring the dorsum of your hand as you abruptly covered your lips in order to suffocate your sobs before speaking again.

"You lie for a living, Thomas Shelby, you craved an empire out of lying" Pointing at his chest, you took another stride towards him, teeth clenched with frustration as you went on.

"And I was a deceived fool for even hoping that you could be different with me." Finally, you allowed your lungs to take a proper sip of air, relaxing your limbs long enough to let your sorrow stream through your core, while your eyes refused now to directly look at your fianceé. "But I won’t let myself fall into your trap again, not again.”

The moment his ears caught that almost inaudible whisper, Thomas threw his arms around you, his right forearm placed at the end of your back, holding you tight, while his other hand intertwined with the soft hair behind your neck, guiding your cheek close to his own so that you could perfectly feel each other's breathing, your chin partially resting above his shoulder. "Love, please..." His warm, yet lower voice filled your ears once again, and, even though you only wanted him to lull you out of that obnoxious feeling of sadness, you forcefully shut your eyelids to regain control over your tumultuous emotions.

"Tell me why I should believe you" Those distrustful words created a sharp constrast with the warmth fluttering between your bodies, as you leant against his smooth skin, involountarily seeking comfort.

"Why shouldn't you believe me? When have I ever lied to you, eh?" Tender strokes guided your head out of the croock of his neck, while Tommy grasped your face with both his palms, foreheads pressing against each other and eyes enchained.

Almost staggered by those entrancing blue seeps, scared by that extreme closeness and its venomous effects, you took a deep breath and reluctantly shied away from his embrace, turning your back on him and approaching the window in hope to retrieve some lucidity. "Yeah, right. You don't lie to me, you're much too clever for that. You just hide things"

Soon you felt Tommy's gentle grip around your arm, applying a slight pressure in order to have you turn around and face him again. "What? what do I hide from you?" His voice still soft against your mouth.

"You've been sleeping with her for months under my fucking nose" You shoved him, now screaming on the verge of that incessant emotional rollercoaster dragging you between rage and sorrow, over and over again, exhausting you.

"That's not true, and the way you're reacting just proves I was doing the right thing not telling you about May" Following your lead, Tommy rose his voice too, his eyebrows wrinkling into a disappointed look, as he tried to shift the blame on you, too bad his manipulative ways could not spellbind you; not that easily, at least.

"Don't you dare playing these twisted games with me, you bastard" Nails scratching the soft flesh of your palms now clenched and wildly thrown against his torso in a haphazard attempt to cause him some sort of pain.

"Fucking stop it, y/n! Stop!" Tommy's eyes stroke you once he'd managed to capture your wrists for the millionth time, still trying to extinguish your violent outbrusts. "Just talk to me like a damn civil person" He screamed inches away from your nose.

"Says the one who goes around cutting people and burning places down" You bitterly spit back, while your angry stare openly challenged him.

"Well, sorry, darling, but you should've thought of that before" Like a mirror, Tommy's attitude immediately emulated yours, going back to the sharp, mocking sarcasm usually clothing his speech, his pink lips curled in a taunting grin. “It's not like you didn't know how things worked around here" "Oh, there he is, the earnest, transparent man you've always been; haven't you, Thomas?" A forced laugh erupted from your throat, while you patethically exasperated your tones, brows implausibly arched, putting on a sympathetic expression almost as sardonic.

"Yes, yes, I fucking have!" His coarse shout wiped away any residual irony. "It's not my fault you still struggle with all of your insecurities, making scenes in front of my whole pub for a stupid toast" And once again he was trying to defend himself by goring you at one of your weakest points.

Trembling droplets started to dance before your dilated pupils as your strengh faded, having you feel like a bewildered kid when confronted with a thinly concealed truth. Your white teeth rabidly skewered your lower lip cloaked in the shadow cast on the rest of your face by your prone head. The whole room fell silent, only filled with your heavy breaths and the meek weeping that you had finally stopped stifling.

"Have you been with her?" Eventually, you forced your watery eyes to look back at him, while you asked that atroucious question with an apparent calm that made your own skin crawl.

"No" Thomas wasted no time denying your doubts and offered you a straight answer leading your eyelids to shut faintly, as your chin aimed towards the ceiling in a desperate attempt to process the whole thing. "Aye, look at me" His warm hands enveloped your cheeks, his thumbs fondling your wet skin until he was sure he had your attention. "No" He repeated "I'm yours, y/n, and you know that"

A well known tenderness radiated from his grieved features, accompained by the hint of a grim smile. "I'm yours in ways other people couldn't even think of, I've let you see each and every chink, every weakness" his soft lips lingered yours moultiple times, leaving you nothing more than a glimpse of a kiss. "I chose to, because I trust you with my life, you keep me sane, y/n"

Salty tears invaded your tongue as your mouths finally indulged in a proper kiss, slowly caressing each other for a few long instants, while your muscles relaxed under his loving touch. "You fucking keep me sane and I don't know what I'd do without you."

Tommy desperateky draw a trail of delicate pecks from your chin, through your cheekbones and up to your forehead, until you found yourself incapable of restraining your instincts and deepened those intimate touches, giving life to a fervent kiss able to leave you both out of breath in the space of a scant minute. Still, you kept devouring each other, until Thomas lifted you with ease, adaging your body on the soft mattress behind his back and palcing his palms behind your knees so to spread your legs and wrap them around his waist. Panting hard against your incandescent flesh, Tommy left openmouthed kisses on your face and jaw and neck, while his fingers undid the top of your dress increasingly discovering further slices of velvety skin, new hunting ground for his ravenous lips.

With just as much eagerness, you managed to free him from what was left of his elegant suit, your nails scratching his solid shoulders as you let the white and black fabrics fall to the floor, soon followed from your own clothes.

Tommy's hands promptly engulfed your now bare curves, his teeth still grazing at the already sensitive skin of your neck as his muscular torso led you to lay back, trapping you in between his half tensed arm and his mesmerizing face, as he slowly entered you, never diverting his egnited pupils from yours.

And then you felt him seize your waist and bring you closer, until your ribs almost wedged in his own. And then you felt his lips praying an unholy preach beneath your ear. And then you felt his hips drowning in your afire flesh, again and again.

But none of that was enough to heal your wounds this time.

You wanted to trust him, you wanted to believe his words and feel safe and sheltered again, with him and him only; still, you knew that, from then on, paranoia would’ve taken over with every extra hour at the office, with every night spent out, with every business trip, and that, for sure, was not the life you wanted.

You knew affection couldn’t survive the bad seeds of suspect without rotting to hate and exasperation; so you just dediced to leave your love while it was still uncorrupted, not bearing the mere thought of watching it slowly deteriorate into reciprocal disdain.

One last time, you glanced at Thomas laying pacefully asleep behind your shoulders, before you left the room with a painful burden crushing your chest.

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[punishing-eden]

When the constructs get jealous...

¬ Proof read, Not Beta read

Pgr bois x Commandant/Reader, Head canons

What could possibly make a construct feel jealous?

Changyu (Qilin)

This tiny construct usually gets treated like a small kid, outside of missions.

He might low key like it due to how much he can get away with certain cheats.

That is until if another smaller, cuter construct joins.

Kinda took his 'young sibling' status away, and he no longer has the privilege.

When he gets jealous over the new construct, he would sulk alone and just be silent.

If he feels you are leaving him out, he would avoid or ignore you; he trys to tough it out.

Forms his own circle and be saying things like, "Nah, I am hanging out with the cool guys!" but deep down he knew it's not the same without you.

But don't worry, he will go back to normal when you make it up for him. He's kinda simple.

Chrome (Arch light)

Rarely shows that he is jealous. Or, it might be hard for him to get jealous.

Although, he might get jealous over the fact that you didn't come to him whenever you needed help or assistance.

He sees you are always asking others but him. It might make him feel he's not good enough to assist you.

Even if he doesn't have expertise in an area, he will always give his best for you.

He might try to not think much about it too much.

He probably would keep it to himself. Be professional at all times and not let his personal emotions affect his duty.

He works very diligently, but would get a little distracted if he sees you asking others instead of him.

Taking side glances at you from time to time.

Kamui (Bastion)

He likes to hang out and spend time with the Grey Ravens, especially you.

The cause of jealousy for him is kinda self explanatory. He just wants your undivided attention.

Has a child-like bahaviour. So you can imagine how he could possibly react when jealous.

Feel like he would gatekeep you from others.

Sometimes, when he sees you doing something with others, he also wants to do said thing with you.

He would be all up in your face.

When you call him out, he might react in two ways: 1. He pouts and whines a bit about how you never really spend time with him other than missions. 2. Smiles sheepishly and admits to it (though, I see this more from Tenebrion).

Lee (Palefire)

He's a bit non reactive nor is he verbal about it, but his actions shows.

Will not admit he is jealous and will not say why out loud.

Also, would low key be a gatekeeper

He would sabotage attempts/advances from others when he feels jealous.

"hey, (y/n) wanna hang out tomorrow?" "Commandant, if I am not mistaken, you have a full schdule tomorrow.

"I do?" "of course, do you want me to ask Cecila about that for you?" "...no, it's fine... "

If Kamui is involved, Lee would straight up say, "No." and proceeds to gatekeep.

He not much of a person to pry over other people. So if you insist to go hang out he will leave you be. He wouldn't be the type to follow you.

Because he has no reason to.

But he would be a in sour mood all day. He just holes up in his room disassembling stuff.

Watanabe (Nightblade/Astral)

Hardly gets jealous. He just doesn't see what is there to envy about.

He is too old mature to get jealous that easily.

Maybe back in his pre-construct days, he would be more expressive and be easily jealous of others over a promotion or praises.

That is, if he thinks he also put in the work and deserves it.

Even if he does get jealous now and then as a construct. He might not even know it himself. He would simply channel the jealousy into something else.

Like, being suddenly booted out of a task because there's someone "better" for the job. He would stay quiet and not make a fuss about it.

It makes it seems like he’s very level headed, but really, he’s watching that person’s performance carefully. A silent competitor.

When he performs the same task, he makes sure he does it perfectly as to kinda say, “Let the old pros do it.”

Maybe, he does want your praise and respect after all. :)