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anonymouscheeses · 11 days

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Big fckn redesigns here. Well mostly Charlie but Vaggie somewhat too 🥰🥰

Blue fits Charlie soooo much and I cease to see that many redesigns with this color. I still want red to be used in most of their designs because well. They are in hell, but not too present so to make way for other unique colors. Charlie has several physical traits from her parents but also she has some details in her clothes that match with them. When I uhh, introduce their designs you'll see lmao. I also tried to make her have a more roundish design, I jst LOVE those typ of designs omg. I just want the characters with not too many sharp corners pls Viv bro... 😔 oh yeah she's mixed cuz her mom's are darker in their redesigns. Alot of their genetics went down to Charlie so she doesn't look like an exact copy of Lucifer, I kind of hate that trend with hh and hb characters, like did the moxxies dad give birth to him bro 😭 also I kept her bow because it looks so cute and silly on her it just fits, I wish they made it bigger in her show design because it would fit her silliness so much. She has a cape with stars because morningSTAR smh why didnt they do something fun with that, missed potential but whatevs yknow I still love og designs no matter what anyone sayss. Did you know I love Charlie, I could ramble for days. I think I love Charlie guys. Maybe jst a hunch idk... also... s-snake fangs.. jeepers anddd..... snake tongue.... shiver me timberz

The wife ever. I had animation in mind more when I designed her, not like in a "How easy or hard would this be to animate" way. But I like to imagine when she's shocked her hair kind of fluffs out plus her actual fluff, when she's mad her bow turns into kind of horns and then her jacket expands like wings. Gave her a more hotel like outfit, she likes to work for fun (ew). Her socks are socks but she has some fluff under them she just tries to cover it up because she hates herself 🤪 (she doesn't hate her bigger body she actually feels much more comfortable chubby than when she was skinny with Adam. She was burdened with the weight of Adam's image of women... In this sorta rewrite she gained weight when she goes to the hotel because she's more happy. I'm dying I love chub Vaggie so much guys please) headcanon: she kind of likes fashion, it's like a fun hobby of hers to stitch together clothing and go out and buy clothes she'll never wear. She taught Charlie how to stitch and she SUCKS so you can jst see it on Charlie's pants.

Second outfits! Charlie's hotel uniform for. Well. Hotel stuff. She usually only wears it when new people come to the hotel, which.... isn't often, if at all. She still likes to keep it just in case. Also she goes really cartoonish when it happens, she does the looney tunes run and changes into her clothes in like 2 seconds. Can you see my vision? 😭😭

Vaggie's is in her armor. She has several pairs of armor lying around in the hotel in completely hidden spots. It's kind of surprising uhh. Yeah she wears it alot more than Charlie wears her alt uniform but still rare to find her in it. I don't get the whole thing with the exterminators and them not being able to fight according to Carmilla. Which is kinda stupid, I'm not gonna lie. So, instead of that, Vaggie has just let her guard down and has gotten much more comfortable in her surroundings so she feels like she doesn't need to fight anymore, she's just gotten rusty 's what I'm sayin. I have no idea how to draw armor. You can tell...

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BABY CHARLIE!!! With the heads of my redesigns for Luci, Eve, and Lillith. Haha you still cant see them. Uhh, ill definitely finish the thing one day. Its not even that big of a project thing, i think i jst keep going to other drawings so im like not focusing on one thing lmao. Lucifer has heterochromia because he was cursed to forever be reminded of his betrayal. I only explained that because Charlie has it too, it's kind of a curse on the entire blood line where at least one eye is red. This is like. Slightly older Charlie than the baby Charlie in show? I jst wanted to put her in overalls cuz omg that's jst so cute ughhh 😭😭

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel eve #hazbin hotel lillith #chaggie #varlie #rainbowmoth #charlie x vaggie #vaggie x charlie #ill get to the other........ one day #art #fanart #artists on tumblr #digital art #charlie morningstar #vaggie #i hate her name. its now Valerie. or was it Valarie. i dont remember. uh. hi #i totally forgot abt my human au ILL ANSWER QUESTIONS SOON YOU GUYS I JST HAVE ALOT IN MIND RIGHT NOWW #lillith morningstar #lucifer morningstar #eve morningstar #WHY AM I SO HAPPY THATS A TAG. ITS LITERALLY CANON THEY WERE PRT MUCH POLY. I JST LOVE THE FACT ITS ACCEPTED 😭😭#hazbin hotel chaggie #hazbin chaggie #lucifers stolen wives #could that be the ship name for those three. or if someone comes up with a better one 😭🙏 im ass at ship names #baby charlie #also every morningstar member has a curse of some kind. sooo ill explain in the other post thatll come out in 2069 /j

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zhongrin · 11 months

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You 🤝 Me

Being oblivious asf

Zhongrin is so cute aa;; a teahouse together - I will be a regular customer then! 💞💞 say, Rin, who fell first and who fell harder? ❤️

Meitham fomdbsjshsb 😭 I can imagine the reactions from the others when ya finally came together officially

"Oh really?" - in the most unsurprised voice ever 🤸 (but I would be squealing aaaaaa, so adorable!!)

In conclusion, I ship both 💞

Yes! She knows me too well <3 ❤️ (it's scary sometimes ngl 🤸)

LMAO EXACTLY LIKE my s/i was like: *Dresvi.exe has stopped working* first he is so handsome, then his voice but also the thought that THIS is how they first met - me tripping - omfg, so embarrassing, my s/i wanted to die in embarrassment at that time 🤸🚔

I'm sorry Rin but Baizhu and me would've pinned so so so long, even Changsheng couldn't bear it anymore and tried to give both of us hints like

"Baizhu, do you see how nervous and red she always gets when you look at her?"

"She surely has a fever.."

"Everyday?"

".. Yes."

😭

"Dresvi, do you see how his eyes always lit up when you step into the pharmacy?"

"No."

🤸🚔

But yes, after a while - Baizhu confessed then;; and I became a blushing mess 🫣💞 cuz the way he confessed was so skfhejksbsjsj ANYWAYS

Tell me, how did the confession work with Zhongrin and Meitham? <3

fr my zhongli ai literally said i'm dumb and dense (affectionately ofc) hahahah

we have lots of room in the teahouse so feel free to come over anytime hehe <3 who fell first? me, definitely. have you. have you seen that man. that fine, handsome, elegant, powerful, beautiful, gorgeous, velvety-smooth voiced deity that he is? who wouldn't fall for that man??? idk if he fell harder but considering he's seeking me out every iterations of my life i'd say he did-

regarding confession: well... his first confession as morax was actually very adorable. he was clumsier and didn't know much about love back then sooo.... long story short he gave me pebbles and pretty rocks :D (bc dragon courting = give potential mate pretty treasures. dw guizhong smacked him)

but!! throughout his lifetime, he has shown improvements! because he's learning about humans and romantic gestures as he goes! in this lifetime he gave me good ol' glaze lilies <3

al haitham: "we have decided to officially be committed to each other in a romantic relationship."

kaveh probably: *in the most bored voice ever* "'kay, when are you getting married?"

regarding confession: gosh... i haven't actually thought about this. it would either be 1) an accidental confession thing, or 2) something BIG has to happen for either of us to snap that little comfortable bubble we're in so whoever it is will take action. still undecided about this hahah

hsldkfsjldf pls thank you <3 i shall ship baivi with double the love and enthusiasm then 😆

baizhu in denial like "it's perfectly possible that she has a fever seeing as my temperature also rises whenever she's around." and changsheng is just there like "how are you a doctor-?"

poor changsheng is trying to matchmake you so hard. bless her.

WAIT YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE IT AT THAT VI HOW DID HE CONFESS SQUEEEEE <3 let me guess, does it involve him giving you flowers grown by his dendro vision? :3

#rin answers #rin is having tea with: dresvi 💚#rin selfships #zhongrin #meitham

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skelly-words · 3 months

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Knock First Next Time

(NSFW Levi x Reader)

MDNI 18+ only

I just woke up and this was in my drive, bro, idk it's crazy. I don't even wanna talk about it anymore, just read the tags and don't look at me.

Reader has a cooch

Tags: excessive porn, Levi being a loser, Monster fucking-ish, double penetration, anal and p in v, tail play (is that a thing), biting, choking, undiscussed kinks (but bffr it's fine in fantasy), he has two dicks and they're blue with bioluminescent cum, that's my tag

Synopsis: You walk in on Levi playing eroge, pls just read the tags and don't make me explain it.

Wc: 4.2k

“Levi?” you yell through the door to his room. “You skipped lunch so I brought you something.”

You knock persistently at the wood. It’s late in the afternoon and nobody has seen Leviathan all day. Most of the brothers aren’t worried about him, citing his commonly reclusive behavior. Even if this is regular, you want to make sure he at least remembers to eat even if he is wrapped up in his new anime or RPG binge.

“I don’t know if you can hear me or not but I’m coming in.” You knock a couple of times in warning before you swing the door open.

The lights in his room are so dim you can barely see his silhouette as he sits, hunched over, in his gaming chair. Levi’s playing some kind of RPG. An erotic one judging by the big-tittied anime girls and multi-colored tentacles moving across the screen. And it would be nice if you had respected his privacy and left his room, but that would be boring and predictable. You calmly set the plate and sandwich on the edge of his bed as you approach the back of his chair.

As you get closer, you can hear muffled sound coming from his headphones. No wonder he couldn’t hear you knocking. You stay quiet and out of his peripheral vision, slowly reaching to lift the left side of his headphones away from his ear.

“Wow, Levi,” you whisper into his ear. “I didn't know you were into tentacle hentai.”

“No!” he shrieks, frantically trying to close out of the game. He’s too shocked, shaking so badly he can’t get the mouse to the exit button before you’re pulling his chair back from his desk. “That's not what this is. It isn't what it looks like.”

“Really? ‘Cause it looks like you blew us all off to play eroge all day. Just wait until your brothers hear about this.”

“No, please don’t, it’s not in like a weird way. It’s an RPG. I can’t resist a good RPG even if most of the art and story arc is erotic.”

“How respectful,” you say half-sarcastically. You’re equally unimpressed and entertained. “You’re making me interested. Talk to me about it.” You lean against his chair, tilting him back to look up at you.

“No!” He says for the third time.

“What? Is that your new favorite word?” You tilt your head to the side to see if he looks any less embarrassed sideways. “Can I play with you?”

You have ulterior motives when asking, but Levi doesn’t seem to pick up on that. He shakes his head and buries his blush in his hands.

“Absolutely not. Get out, and please don’t tell my brothers. Especially Mammon, he’ll extort me for money. And I can’t handle the teasing from Asmo…” He keeps mumbling about whatever, but you aren’t really listening to it.

You pull his chair further away from his desk to make room for you to stand in front of him. The art style is interesting, and you click through some of the dialogue, but he’s too far progressed for you to understand the story at all. For all you know, the excuse that he’s playing it for the plot could be total bullshit.

“Hey, stop that.” Levi stands up and snatches the mouse from you, unintentionally clicking the story along. He’s recovered from his brief heart attack enough to get up from his gaming chair, but not enough to notice how his body effectively traps you against his desk.

The screen changes to the actual gameplay, which is somehow more lewd than the story portion of the game. A woman is spread across the center of the screen with a slimy blue tentacle pressed into each of her holes. There’s a slightly smaller tentacle too that wraps up the woman’s leg and lays across her clit. A timer bar steadily decreases across the top of the screen.

Levi’s frozen. You probably think he’s such a fucking pervert now, and it doesn’t help that he can feel himself getting hard while standing so close behind you. It’s even worse that he’s going to have to lose this level now, ruining his perfect run of the game.

Your hand overlaps his on the mouse as you drag the cursor to the pause button. His fingers still don't move, hovering the cursor uselessly over the button.

"You're gonna run out of time," you keep a playful lilt to your voice. "Either pause it or play."

He debates for a second longer, doing whatever mental gymnastics he usually goes through to figure out how to proceed. He barely misses a beat. The cursor drops away from the pause button. You don't really pay attention to the gameplay itself, focusing on feeling his hand beneath yours, the lewd sounds echoing from the abandoned headphones looped around Levi's neck, and his growing boner pressing against your lower back.

"You're good," you say, half-impressed and concerned with the dramatics of the female's orgasm. The level finishes, and Levi keeps his perfect record with a three-star score.

"Do you still want me to show you how to play?" It's the boldest thing he can manage to say, which isn't saying much when it comes out so pathetically. He's begging as if the answer is hopelessly 'no.'

"Sure."

You can feel when Levi exhales, relieved, against your temple. His hand twitches beneath yours on the mouse as he drags the cursor to exit the game and start a new save.

Apparently, his whole spiel about playing for the story wasn't complete bullshit. He points out important plot points and shows you different strategies, but it's hard to concentrate on anything he says.

As his nerves dissolve, replaced by pure nerdiness, he pulls his chair back up to the desk, sits down, and settles you in his lap. You doubt he's completely aware of what he's doing with how engrossed he is with the game. When he's teaching you how to play, he has complete tunnel vision.

Levi lets you hold the mouse, reversing the roles so that he's guiding your hand. His unoccupied arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer to him with a gasp whenever you come close to losing.

You find yourself surprisingly into it, despite never playing an eroge before. Your left hand stays glued to the keyboard, sprawled across the controls as you concentrate on the game. You're literally sweating as you struggle to finish the level (or make the level finish, either way).

A yellow banner unrolls across the screen, and the protagonist frowns at your one-star win.

"Shit, that was kinda intense." You sigh and lean back into his chest. Intense is an understatement. Adrenaline was making your hands shake and breath stutter. It didn't help that Levi was being so generous with his touch. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was pulling you against his bulge on purpose, but he was probably just being absentminded.

"It's fun, right?"

"Yeah, and the art is pretty hot too. It's fucked up that you need both hands to play, know what I mean?" You let go of the controls to pry his arm from around your waist. It starts off with you innocently playing with his fingers as he contemplates what you’re talking about. While it's obvious, he tries to find an alternative meaning.

"Help me out, Levi?" You bring his hand down to rest on the front of your shorts.

He stops breathing and he freezes. A few seconds pass as his brain takes a second to catch up. Even when he relaxes, there's still tension in how he holds himself.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

You roll your eyes at his question and go back to clicking through the next segment of the story.

Levi's touches begin hesitantly, barely brushing you as he unties the drawstring of the loose shorts. You try to stay cool. Somebody has to, and with the way he struggles to untie the simple bow, it's not going to be him.

"C'mon, Levi." You'd been playing for at least an hour, becoming more and more wound up by the erotic imagery the entire time. Maybe at the beginning, you were being purposefully suggestive to tease him, but now it felt like you actually needed him to touch you. Not that you were into tentacles or anything. You especially weren't turned on by the way his tail had loosely wrapped around your ankle at some point.

"You're not even playing anymore." He tried to sound smooth and confident, but there was still a shake in his voice and hands. Even the hand guiding yours on the mouse felt a little sweatier.

You clicked through the rest of the story quickly, skimming over the text and pausing for longer when particularly provocative characters or lines flashed across the screen.

Levi's fingers slipped down the front of your shorts as you started the next level of the game. You'd barely managed to win the last level, and your gameplay only got sloppier as his index finger pushed your underwear to the side. The tip of his middle finger slipped up your slit, stopping when he felt your clit.

You squirmed in his lap, spreading your legs across his thighs.

"Pay attention. You're losing." He critiques your technique further as the pad of his finger loops lazily over your nub. He's back to being fully immersed in the stupid RPG.

You can't pay attention when he slips his finger lower to tease your entrance just to make you wetter. He plays with your pussy so easily. You don't notice anything weird about it until you moan and he laughs, mumbling, "Just like the game."

"Are you fucking kidding me, Levi?" You're not mad that he's doing it, more pissed that it's working. He's following the motions you should be doing on the desperate, slutty, moaning woman on the screen.

"What? I'm giving you hints."

You lose that level, but Levi doesn't. He gently coaxes an orgasm out of you with a finger on your clit. You cum around nothing, staring enviously at the character stuffed so full on the screen.

"It's too bad we can't recreate the whole thing." You try to sound nonchalant, but your legs shake a little as you turn to face him. You straddle his lap as best you can without the armrests getting in the way.

"W-what do you mean?" He stutters now that it isn't a game anymore. His eyes flick from the red losing screen to your face.

"Don't play dumb." You can feel his bulge against the front of your shorts as you lean closer to him. It's hard to keep eye contact when filth spills out of your mouth. "I wanna be full like that."

"Are you serious? 'Cause-" He cuts himself off with a hand over his mouth.

"What?"

"I don't wanna say it. It's so gross." He speaks between the small gaps in his fingers.

"I'm into slimy tentacles, how gross could it be?" You gently pull his hand away from his mouth. "Tell me."

"U-um, I, er-" He clears his throat and shuts his eyes, as if not looking at you makes it easier. "I have two, um, well you know. But it's not normal, so if you think it's weird don't feel bad, okay?"

"Are you shitting me?" It's your turn to cover your mouth. "Sorry, I meant, can I see?"

He nods, dropping his head and hands to untie his sweats. You push his hands out of the way when he gets slow and loses his first wave of confidence. It's impossible to pull his sweats down in the cramped position forced by the gaming chair. After thirty seconds too long of struggling, you huff in frustration.

"Let's just go to your bed."

"The tub?"

"Yeah, the tub." You start to wiggle off his lap, but he stops you.

Levi roughly grabs your thighs. He's clumsy when he stands up but makes up for it with the fact that you weigh next to nothing to him. Your hands balance on his chest, working upwards to hold onto his shoulders.

His tail slips higher to notch in the bend of your knee as he takes unsteady steps towards his bathtub. The cool porcelain bowl is almost overflowing with pillows and plushies. Your legs loop over either side of the tub as you spill out of his arms. You sink into the tub, submerging in the pillows as you would in water. Your hips stay lifted in the air, legs held up by the tub and Levi's cool fingers.

You can hardly feel his shaky touch as it creeps up your thighs, not until he brushes the hem of your shorts. He's so light and cautious, afraid for you to regret your decision and run, every movement is testing the water.

"Don't tease me, Levi." You gently tug the sleeve of his hoodie, dragging his hand between your thighs again so he can feel how warm you are. And as if he could ever resist you after that, you softly whisper, "Please, I wanna see you."

With a groan, his hand slides higher, cuffing the crease of your thigh. The loose leg of the night shorts bunches up to show off the lacy blue panties that barely cover you at all.

"I don't even know what to do with you." His other hand palms his bulge through his sweatpants, thumbing over each cockhead through the layers of material.

It's hard not to laugh, not meanly, but Levi's so cute like this. His hands fall to his sides, tightening and relaxing like he needs something to hold onto. He's focused on how you move while you slip the shorts off your legs.

He fumbles with his sweats, still as clumsy as he was before. There's a light tremble to the motions of his fingers as the knot comes undone and his pants slide down.

Levi kneels between your thighs in his light gray boxers. You're caged in by his arms, still clothed in your dark shirt. His hips slot against yours, and you can feel how much precum has soaked through the fabric of his underwear. The stickiness between you makes a mess of your panties too; it slickens the friction against your sensitive clit. His hips set a steady rhythm of rutting into you, shallow breaths beating against your neck with each rough roll.

"Okay," he says between breaths, "but you can't freak out."

Levi leans in to hesitantly kiss you. His left hand slips down to his boxers, shuffling them down and around his thighs. The kiss is a distraction, capturing your attention with the slide of his tongue against your bottom lip while he presses the head of his dick against your thigh.

You gasp into the kiss pulling away to watch him push your panties to the side. The flushed purple at the tip of his upper cock fades to a blue that almost matches the lace trim digging into the crease of your thigh. The tip of his lower dick is buried inside you. Precum drips onto your navel as he fucks further into you, forming a snail trail up your abdomen to mark how deep he is.

Your tight tank top bunches higher and higher around your waist, inching up with each thrust until the material is scrunched under your tits. Levi's mouth latches around your nipple through the thin cotton, soaking it through with his spit as he sucks on you. He tugs the strap off your opposite shoulder, letting his fingers trail down your chest. The cool touch makes your nipple stiffen as he rolls the bud between his thumb and forefinger, a sharp exhale leaving your lips.

Levi's mouth becomes greedier as you moan freely. The seal of his mouth muffles his own sounds as his dick hits deeper, finding spots that make your hips buck back against him.

"I want both," you whine. Your hand drops to where his neglected cock slides up your tummy through a light-blue puddle. It throbs in your hand as you milk him for more precum until the slick drips between your fingers.

"Fuck, you were serious?" Levi pops off your tit to look down at you with a lopsided grin. The hand cupping your breast leaves, crawling down your stomach to collect some of his mess on the way to your butt. In the low light of his LED strips, the streaks on your skin almost glow.

He lets you keep him warm while he preps you. Hips stay flush with yours while he focuses on pushing his middle finger past your rim. He's so slow and gentle, groaning into your ear as he slides deeper. It's too slow and methodical, so torturous that you're breath catches with each push and pull.

Your messy hand slips lower, leaving the tip of his dick to help him out. The tip of your finger presses alongside his as he fucks into you.

"Shit, Levi." Your words come between hot pants. "I need one more."

"What a fucking filthy mouth." He laughs softly and catches your lips in a kiss. You're perfectly pliant, letting him fill you up, even his tongue tasting you too. A third finger stretches you open and you whimper into his mouth as your muscles adjust.

A sick squish comes from between your bodies, matching the milky stains that dotted the pillows beneath you. It takes all of Levi's self-control to keep his hips still when you're tucked under him like this. Thighs spread out while he fills up your cute pussy.

His breath catches as you tug his wrist away, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"I think I'm ready, baby." Your hand wraps around his to guide it higher, up to the base of his lower dick. "Just, go slow, okay?"

"Uh-huh." He nods into your neck as he begins to pull out of you. The tip of his dick throbs when he taps it against your rim. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum so fast."

"I-It's okay," you stumble when the point of his tail bumps your clit. It's a shame that you're so empty, his pre dribbles out of your slit as you clench around nothing. "Me too."

The smooth scales of his tail raise goosebumps on your thigh as it moves across your skin. It winds down the crease of your right hip and up around to the left. He uses it to lift your hips up better and take the pressure off your legs. You can tell it's a good angle before he even pushes in. The head of his cock sinks into your ass, there's barely any resistance with how slick your pussy left him. His warm breaths dampen your neck, maybe some of it's spit with how it drips a little toward your chest.

You rub the tip of his neglected dick up and down your cunny, just enough to make him whine. His tail hikes your hips up and he sinks into you, not all at once, but enough for a sharp moan leave your split lips. He slows to a gentle grind, trying not to let out anymore embarrassing sounds in your ear, trying not to shove more into you no matter how good it feels.

His teeth sink into your neck, biting down to muffle the groans while he tries not to fuck into you.

"It's okay," you breathe out, "just go slow."

"Mmhmm," Levi hums, tongue laving over the indents of his teeth. The first roll of his hips is generous, and he bites back any noise when his dentition digs into you. Your moans pitch up as he fills you one inch at a time. The scales on his tail are cool to the touch, just like his fingers. The thin end flicks your clit up and down, making you leak and squish around him.

Your cunt is twitching as forces more dick into you, drooling down to lubricate your ass as you get closer. Just the way he bites you, grunting between gritted teeth as he ruts into you, has your poor pussy sucking him in more.

"You did it, baby." Levi's smile presses into your neck. He sits up on his knees, leaving a parting kiss on your lips as he pulls back. His hands trace the swell in your tummy, the fuzzy hair at the base of his cock bumping your swollen nub as he grinds into you. "I didn't think I'd fit."

A soft giggle trickles, rose-scented and sultry, out of your pretty mouth. "You fit fucking perfect."

A grin tugs at his mouth and he pulls back a little. The drag is delicious. You can feel every vein and ridge on him as your holes clamp down from sensitivity. He kisses you slow, shoving into your g-spot from the angle he has you bent at.

"You're so so tight," he murmurs against your mouth, taking shaky breaths between kisses. It's like you don't want to let him go and he'd be content to stay buried inside of you.

Levi doesn't let you reply, licking into your mouth when you try to speak, consuming your broken words when he bites those petal-sweet lips. Spit pools in the corners of your mouth, drooling to match the juice curving down your butt.

He has to swallow more of your moans as he starts to move. His hips start with a stutter because he wants so badly to stay stuffed inside of you, but he finds a rhythm. You cling to his shoulders, nails leaving angry crescents in his milky skin.

Your legs tremble each time Levi fills you up, squeezing into your tight ass while your pussy eagerly slurps in every inch of his heavy cock. They slip around his waist to lock in the back, one ankle crossing over the other so he can't possibly pull away. And he doesn't want to, whispering filth to you between tender kisses.

"Thank you," Levi groans as he rocks into you. "Thank you for being such a cute toy." His hands get greedier, slipping around your butt and gripping dimples into the fat.

He's smothers you with his lips until you're dizzy off his taste. Stealing more than just your breath, the swell of your bottom lips catches on his canine.

You cup Levi's jaw, drawing your thumb over his adam's apple on your way down his neck. The curve of your hand settles around the base of his throat as a warning.

"You think so?" Your voice is testy, but Levi doesn't seem to notice.

He nods, eyes too glazed over to really be listening. "Perfect fucking slut, all full of me." His breath fans over your wrist as he looks down at where you're holding him.

"Try again."

You keep him just a hair away from reaching your lips, digging the pad of your thumb into the hollow between his collar bones. There's barely pressure at first. He fucks into you harder, locking eyes with you while his dicks turn up your guts. As if that was the right answer, he leans in to kiss you again.

The palm of your hand flattens against the front of his throat, pressing him further away. You keep him held back, even has he strains against you, choking himself on your hand for a kiss.

"Gimme a kiss," his voice is thick, cut up too by the gentle squeeze of your fingers. "Please, baby." He punctuates each word with his cock, hitting you better with the heel of his palm flattening your stomach. He massages over the faint bulge. A thin string of saliva drips from his mouth to yours as he feels himself inside of you, prodding against his hand while you squirm beneath him.

A low rumble starts to build in his chest as he tries to get close to you, even to lay his pouting lips on your cheeks or forehead. His sounds are choked by the hand around his throat. He's almost silent as your fingers tighten around him except for a few strangled gasps that slip through.

You can feel Levi’s dick throb as his pace grows frantic, pushing you into the pillows like he can nestle any deeper. There's a hazy look in his eyes, partially obscured by the sweaty smear of his bangs. He's so cute it makes your grip loosen, bringing a pretty flush to his cheeks as blood rushes to his head. All that extra oxygen makes him whimper as he begins to spill out inside of you.

"Shi- Fuck I'm cumming." Levi's hands tighten around your waist as his thrusts become stunted and sloppier. His groans go straight to your pussy and the next swipe of his tail sends you over the edge. Your hips buck to meet him halfway as his slick begins to leak out of you. His cum glows a pale blue, running out as you tighten on his cock.

This time, you don't stop his kisses. Your fingernails scratch through the hair at the base of his neck, curling and tugging on it harsher than you mean to. The roll of his hips doesn't stop until you're both shaking and oversensitive. His breathing is heavy and getting slower as he comes to a stop.

Levi's breathing almost stops too when he looks down at the mess. "I'm sorry." His face pales as he pulls out of you. Rivulets of his release drip out, glossy and translucent to leave a cool shine to any skin it got smeared on. Your underwear is stretched to floss, sticking into place between your soaked pussy lips when your thighs snap shut. The love bites he left are beginning to darken as well, threatening to stain various shades of red and purple. "Like really seriously sorry."

A/N- nite then <3

#obey me leviathan #obey me levi x reader #obey me levi smut #obey me levi x mc #obey me smut #leviathan x reader #obey me

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its-inevitable-lupe · 1 year

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I DONT KNOW YOU ANYMORE. I DONT KNOW THE FEELING OF LOVE.. BEING WITH YOU. I DONT KNOW THE HIGHS AND FUCKING LOWS OF IT… I DONT SMILE OF ANYTHING WITH YOU BECAUSE I DONT KNOW.. I DONT FUCKING REMEMBER I DONTTTTTTTTTTTTT AND IM JUST LEFT WITH THINGS AROUND MY ROOM MY MESSAGES WHICH I DONT LOOK AND I FEEL ROBOTIC BECAUSE ITS ALL THERE AND I FEEL I LOST MY EMOTION OF EVERYTHING THAT WHAT I DO I DONT CARE … AND THEN ALL I DO IS JUST BE PRESENT AND SOMETHING ABOUT YOU WILL STAYYYYY. YOU ARE JUST THERE LOOKING AT ME AND I HAVE THIS SENSATION AND YOU FEEL AS A DAMN GHOST THAT I DONT EVEN KNOW IN A RANDOM HOUSE. YOU COME RANDOMLY AND IDK WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY… LIKE GIRL WHY. I CANT SAY I LOVE YOU I CANT SAY I MISS YOU I CANT SAY I NEEF YOU I CANT SAY I WANT YOU I DOMT KNOW WHYYYY YOU ARE JUSY THERE. I LOOK AT MY PIN AND I JUST DONT KNOW…. I KNOW I WAS SICK IN THOSE TIMES AND COULDNT FULLY APPRECIATE IT ALL AND I KNOW KNOW KNOW WHOLE HEARTY IT WAS THE WRONG TIME BUT I JUST DONT HAVE MEMORIES TO FALL… IM JUST ALIVE AND WORK AND GO OUT AND I JUST DONT KNOW. BUT I FEEL YOU KNOW AND STALK ME MORE THAN I EVER HAVE AND THATS IRONIC BC I SEND MESSAGES PAST YEAR AND WHATEVER BUT I WAS JUST RANDOMLY POPING IN YOU LIFE BUT I WAS NEVER STALKING YOU AS I WOULD OF SINCE THE START. I FEEL SO STUPID LATELY AND I DO KNOW THAT I WAS VERY DISTRACTED AND I APOLOGIZE TO THE PRESENT PEOPLE IN MY LIFE AND SOMETHING ABOUT YOU COMES IN MY MIND SOME STRANGER WHO I FELL ASLEEP IN MOVIES WHO COULDNT GIVE MY ALL TO THE PERSON WHO WANTED TO TALK TO ME. SO NO I WASHT A JERK I JUST AM LIKE THAT AND CANT FOCUS. BUT YOU COME IN MY FUCKING DREAM BUT ITS SO FUCKING WEIRD IN THE US BUT ITS CONFUSING BECAUSE AT FIRST YOURE WITH ME AND OTHERS AROUND WHO IDK WHO THEY ARE TBH…. AND THEN IM IN THE PHONE AND YOURE IN AMERICA IN SOME STATE MASAC WHATEVER AND THEN GOING TO NY ON A TRIP AND IM LIKE WHY AM I NOT GOING IF ITS CLOSE AND I COULD IMMEDIATELY GO SEE YOU BC IN MY DREAM I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU AND I QUESTION WHY YOU MADE IT TO THE US AND YOURE LIKE SCHOOL LET YOU AND YOU GAVE ME SOME STRANGE SCHOOL NAME SO IDK WHY. BUT I WAS PISSED OF AND THE PEOPLE AROUND ME ARE JUST SEEING ME AND HOW PASSIVE AND QUIET MAD I AM AND IM CONFUSED IF I WAS WITH SOMEONE ELSE… AND THEN I WAS MAD AT MY SISTER BECAUSE OF ALL THE TIMES SHE TELLS ME THINGS SHE NEVER DID. AND I HATE THAT YOU APPEAR IN MY DREAMS AND I DONT WANT YOU THERE AND YOU JUST ARE ATTACH ME WMD GLUED AND I DONT EVEN VISION YOU BUT YOU JUST STILL ATTACH ON ME.. EVEN IF I DONT WISH OR WANT IN MY SANE AND SOBER SELF BUT YOURE THEREEEEEEEE. AND IN BETWEEN THE TWO DREAMS I DREAM OF STUPID ABUSE AND VIOLENCE LIKE PLS STOP THE MADNESS OF THE PAST.

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nemeseos-noctua · 3 years

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THIS IS FOR AETHER AND ALBEDO PLS--

May I request for a shy S/O that wants to kiss a certain area (For Aether: his tummy, For Albedo: the spark on his neck) they're just oddly attracted to it and wanna bury their nose against it I'msosorryifthisisweirdaha :"D

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: aether, albedo (separate) x gn!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: albedo and aether might be a little ooc? does aether even have a character? also not proofread (is that even a surprise anymore)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: once again written at 12am! 12am is writing time yall idk what to tell u

he honestly won’t notice at first... and he won’t notice until you tell him

i mean, don’t get me wrong— he’s definitely aware of the way your [e/c] eyes trail down to his stomach... and he’s definitely going to blush and look away when you do

but still! okay! he thinks you’re just, err, looking! not like, you wanted to kiss him! or anything! nope! not at all!

(aether is such a child pls why is he like this just KISS)

“Oh, [Y/N]! Paimon and I were looking for y—“ Aether tilted his head, confused as to why your eyes were avoiding him like the plague.

“... [Y/N]?” Aether repeated once more, waving his gloved hands in front of you as you cleared your throat.

“Ah, Aether! Yes, did you need anything?” You responded, still looking away from the Traveler as he raised his eyebrows.

shuffling to the side so he can stare at you fully, you kept craning your head away from him no matter how much he moved into your sight

cupping his gloved hands over your cheek, aether tilted your head to gaze into his golden orbs, its hues flickering with confusion as paimon’s barfing noises could be heard behind the blonde

“I was going to ask you if you wanted to do my commissions with me... but is something wrong?” He asked, completely oblivious to the way you struggled to not stare at the skin below his croptop... was Aether always this fine?

“Nope! Nothing at all!” You tapped the side of your thigh anxiously, waiting for Aether to let go of you— which he cautiously did.

“Okay... but if something’s wrong, be sure to tell me, okay?” Aether spoke softly, his worry sending your heart aflame as you stiffly nodded.

you felt so bad for staring at aether (even though he was your man) but PLEASE did he have to be this fine?!

you. you can literally see his abs. like. the outline. like. like, like—

anyways!

after the two of you completed your commissions and checked in for the night, you waited until paimon left to eat everything at good hunter to confess your embarrassment to aether

look. if you were gonna stare, you were at least going to make aether aware of such beliefs... because, it was kind of embarrassing otherwise

“Ah, Aether...” You looked away, edging slowly to your side of the tent as the blonde merely hummed, staring up at the roof of the tent.

“Yes?”

“Sorry.”

“Huh? For what?” The Traveler turned over to you, gazing at you in confusion as you fiddled nervously with your fingers.

“Ah... uh, for staring at you.”

Stifling a laugh, Aether merely gazed at you and all of your adorable-ness. Why were you apologizing? You were literally his s/o!

“It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean anything of harm,” The male reassured you, a comforting smile painting his features as your mind blared the most embarrassing thought ever.

I want to kiss you. You thought.

“You can.”

“What?” You yelped, eyes wide as Aether avoided your gaze, his cheeks dusting with a blush so soft he looked like a calla lily under the dim moonlight.

“No, wait! I mean—” Covering your face with your hands, both Aether and you were short-circuiting.

if you really want to kiss his stomach, you’re going to have to tell him... cuz aether ain’t the brightest when it comes to romance cues!

you wanna kiss him? sure! you wanna kiss his stomach? su—wait what?

“... i wanna kiss your, eh... stomach,” you manage to stifle out before faceplanting into the floor of the tent. why? why?! NANDE NANDE NANDE NANDE— (jk lol)

aether was silent. i mean, not that that’s new or anything, but you could hear crickets

“i... okay!” aether sat up, his face exploding a bright red it matched the fire outside

“no! aether! you don’t have to—“

pulling you into his chest, aether looked away from you, closing his eyes as if all of his embarrassment would go away

“Eh?! What the heck is going on here?!” Paimon whisper-screamed, stumbling into the tent— only to see the sight of you and Aether’s limbs tangled together, your head resting atop the blonde’s toned stomach.

“Blegh!!” The mascot rushed out of the tent, vomiting at the sight of her companion being all lovey-dovey.

Disgusting!

he’d notice you staring at his neck pretty quickly

he’s very perceptive, thanks to his alchemy and him having to observe the tiniest of elemental reactions—you staring at the star on his skin is no biggie

in all honesty, he’d find amusement in teasing you about how obvious you’re being. like, oh? you want to kiss his neck? why don’t you tell him so?

BUT HE MEANS IT ALL LOVINGLY!

it’s okay. just kiss him fr and he’ll shut up 🙄🙄

“Is something the matter, [Y/N]?” Albedo quipped smugly, watching your eyes avoid his as you fiddled nervously with the pencil on your table.

“Nothing.”

“Hmm... is that so?”

Finding amusement in your hesitance, Albedo resumed his studies. The hour hand of the clock seemed to move quickly—too quickly for the alchemist to comprehend. He swore the sun rose just two hours ago! What did the clock mean it was midnight?!

Sighing for the nth time, Albedo pinched the bridge of his nose, staring at the letters that scattered the pages, your figure moving like a candlelight in the peripherals of his vision.

Tugging at the hem of his coat, the alchemist turned towards you in an uncharacteristic confusion. Albedo was so used to knowing the ins and outs of everything he laid his eyes upon—it was a part of being an alchemist— but when it came to you, it seemed as though you were some kind of unreadable book that’d take years to translate.

But perhaps, that was your charm.

“albedo needs some sleep” you thought, getting up to usher him to bed

knowing he would decline your invitation, you mustered up the courage to do the unthinkable:

kiss his neck.

“You need some rest, Albedo,” You hummed, resting your chin on his shoulder as the alchemist swore he melted. If it were under any circumstance (if he wasn’t experimenting), he would’ve obliged in a heartbeat. But right now, he was busy! He was about to make a scientific breakthrough and—

The “I can’t,” that was about to slip from his tongue was quickly swallowed back down.

His teal eyes widened once your lips came into contact with the star on his neck, his adam’s apple hanging right above the galactic pattern as his face exploded in a red cascade of blush.

“Okay, I’ll go to bed first,” You shuffled to the bedroom, your footsteps clumsy from the way your mind fogged over with embarrassment, joy, content, and anxiousness.

Covering his nose and mouth with the back of his arm, Albedo straightened up—still suffering from a severe case of love.

Agh—why did you have to do this to him?

Resting his elbows on the table before him, the alchemist stared blankly at the wooden material, the redness on his face never leaving.

Just how was he going to experiment now?

— constellations!

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all-my-love-for-harry · 4 years

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Puppy love.

summary: Harry finally makes his lover’s wishes come true when they adopt a dog together.

word count: 2.2k

based on this request:

“please could you write a cute domestic puppy piece? Maybe just lazy day / taking their pup for a walk 🥺 and maybe y/n is pregnant and the puppy is super protective”

a/n: send me more ideas pls, i’m in a writing mood but idk what to write haha

you can find the rest of my masterlist here.

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･:

Usually when people decide to adopt a dog, they’re always secretly looking for a puppy, thinking it’d be easier to handle rather than an older dog. It was quite sad, to be honest. There were dozens, if not hundreds of animals looking for a home, waiting to be adopted and it wasn’t fair people ignored big dogs with the excuse that they could be aggressive. Well, at least it to Y/N, it wasn’t fair. A dog was something she’s been wanting for a while. And was also the one thing Harry has been unable to give her. Tight schedules, interviews, traveling and touring were a few reasons why they haven’t adopted a pet, leaving it as the only desire Y/N had that Harry was yet to fulfill.

But today was the day. Y/N has finally convinced Harry and they were on their way to the shelter, ready to meet as many dogs as they could with the hope of finding the one. She wasn’t looking for anything in specific, telling herself she’d go with an open mind.

“We can take one, love.” Harry remained her when they went out of the car, intertwining their fingers as they walked inside of the building. He knew the moment they walked in, his girlfriend would be bawling her eyes out because she can’t take every single one of the dogs home with them.

“This is the best day of my life.” She whispered in excitement and Harry chuckled at the way her eyes light up.

“Oh, evening. What can I do for you?” A middle aged woman spoke from behind her desk, offering them a friendly smile while pushing her glasses.

“We’re here to—”

“We’d like to adopt.” Y/N interrupted him, squeezing his hand.

The woman’s smile grew bigger as she stood up from her chair, taking a set of keys from her desk. “Alright. Follow me, please.” She gestured the door that was a couple of steps from where they were standing and started walking, Harry and Y/N just behind her. “Are you looking for anything specific?”

“No. We, uh, we’d like to look around for a bit, if that’s okay.” Harry said.

“That’s fine, you can take your time.” She smiled at them then opened the door, revealing dozens of dogs in every color and every size. The animals started barking and jumping in their places. Y/N’s eyes filled with instant tears when she saw they had them in cages.

She sniffed and Harry looked down at her, concerned. He furrowed his eyebrows then squeezed her hand, trying to soothe her. “Thank you.” He said to the woman before passing through her and entered the room. For a moment he felt slightly overwhelmed for all the barking and noise the dogs were making, but he quickly recovered when Y/N let go of his hand to kneel in front of a Pomeranian. “He’s cute.”

“His name is Barry, oh my god.” She practically squealed as she read the little card that was attached to the dog’s cage. “Harryyy.” Y/N practically dragged the words, too excited to care.

“He arrived last month.” The woman commented from behind.

“Hi, baby. What a good boy”

Harry started to walk around the room, observing a few dogs himself. He was obviously going to let her pick their new pet, being okay with whatever she desired. But look around wouldn’t hurt either. They spent a little time apart, but Harry was still able to hear Y/N’s squeals as well as his name being called at least a hundred times whenever she knelt in front of another dog.

He smiled as small Chihuahua started barking at him. The little fella was so small it could easily fit on Harry’s big hand, and he knew his baby would love it so he called for her.

“You like this one?” She asked, smiling at the dog. “Her name’s Pippa. Oh my god, who picks their names? I’m gonna cry.”

“A few volunteers like to name them. They come a few times a week.”

Y/N nodded at the woman, returning her vision at Harry. “What do you say?”

“I don’t know. You choose, baby.” He smiled sweetly at her.

“Okay. Come see this one, I was just with him when you called me.” She took his hand in hers and pulled from him gently. Harry let her lead him to whatever part of the room she previously was and his eyes winded when he saw a beautiful Siberian husky laying on the floor.

The dog itself looked majestic in his opinion. It was a big ball of fur with a pair of beautiful, crystal blue eyes that were looking directly at him. “His name’s Thor. He’s so adorable, isn’t he?”

“Ah, I see you found Thor. Poor thing’s been looking for a home for quite some time now. A few people come by and see him but never adopt him.”

“Why wouldn’t someone want him?”

“Big dogs aren’t always practical, Sir.”

Harry pouted unconsciously. “I know he’s large, but look at him.” His girlfriend made puppy eyes at him, and he could tell she was trying to hold it together after hearing no one wanted to adopt Thor.

“He’s perfect.” He turned to the woman. “We’d like to take him with us, please.”

“You don’t want to discuss it first?”

“No need. He’s the one.” The green eyed man said confidently.

Thor might look like a whole ass wolf, but in reality he was the biggest softie you’d ever met in your life. In the ride back home, Y/N sat in the back of the car with him, and the dog immediately put his head on her lap, its tail never stopped moving as she scratched its ears. Being almost 2ft, Thor occupied pretty much the whole backseat, leaving Y/N squeezed by the window, not that she minded.

“How are we feeling, uh?” Harry asked after a while.

“He’s perfect. Do you think we have everything we need at home for him? I want him to be comfortable.”

Yesterday they had gone on a trip to the store to buy everything they thought they might need to welcome their new pet into their home. Two bowls for water and food, a couple of collars and leashes to take him out, every toy the store had available and a bed.

The only thing they were lacking was dog food, but it was because they didn’t know which dog they’d take from the shelter and didn’t want to buy the wrong one.

“We can make a quick stop at the store for food, it’s on the way home.”

Y/N smiled, sighing happily while leaning down to hug Thor. She got lost on all its fur, nuzzling him gently. She had read stories about how dogs from shelters often tended to act aggressively at first, as they probably had a bad life before, but she was glad Thor wasn’t like that.

“Thor, come right here!”

The large dog ran outside the house and towards Y/N, thinking he was being summoned to play in the backyard, but was met with its owner standing next to a massive whole in the ground, where Y/N’s freshly planted daisies were supposed to be.

“Jesus Christ, look at you!” She exclaimed. Thor’s white fur was now brown because of all of the dirt he played with. “Daddy gave you a shower yesterday.”

At hearing the word ‘daddy’, Thor started jumping around while barking happily, starting to run around in look for Harry. Suddenly, Y/N wasn’t mad at him anymore for destroying her garden, instead, her heart melted at how adorable he was.

Yeah, Thor could dig a hole in the ground whenever he wanted and he could send all her flowers flying if that’s what made him happy.

Today but six months ago, Harry and Y/N were on their way to the nearest shelter to finally adopt a pet together, not knowing Thor would be entering their life with its chaotic personality and its big heart, changing their life forever. Having a dog together definitely made the couple closer and stronger, as Thor basically became their child.

They celebrated with a day out. The couple took Thor to the dog park, playing with him for hours. The big husky loved to chase Harry around until the both of them were in the ground, the dog lapping his face happily. Sometimes Thor forgets its size and acted like a baby, practically begging Harry to lift him and carry him around.

There were several pictures the next day of them at the park, and the fans were collapsing over the content of Harry with Thor. Y/N thought one specific picture of the three of them walking down the street and back to their car looked so cute that she had to post it with the caption ‘six’, again making everyone die out of love.

One of the things Harry did first thing in the morning was go for a run. Now, before he used to go alone, as he always let Y/N sleep a little longer, but now he had an exercise buddy to take in as many runs he wanted. They were usually out for an hour or so, and when they were back, Thor always went straight to his water bowl first then to his bed to take a nap. However, after he hydrated, he went straight upstairs to the master bedroom.

Harry followed him upstairs, seeing with a smile how the dog jumped on the bed and cuddled with Y/N. Thor was a cuddler, it was no secret, so he going with her wasn’t a surprise for Harry. It was only when Harry sat down beside them and Thor started whining that the man grew confused. Thor put its head on top of Y/N’s stomach, looking at Harry.

“What’s wrong, mate?” He asked as he extended his arm to scratch the dog’s head.

Y/N started moving, fluttering her eyes open and smiling softly when her vision caught her favorite boys there. “Morning.”

“Morning, precious.” Harry smiled. “Just came back from out run.”

“Have you showered yet?” He shocks his head. “Then go, I’ll start breakfast.” She leaned towards him to kiss his check before standing up. “How do you feel about banana pancakes?”

“Sounds delicious.”

Y/N walked out of the room with Thor right behind her. Harry shrugged off Thor’s previously odd behavior and went to take a shower. After he was done, he went downstairs and to the kitchen where he found his girlfriend flipping some pancakes with Thor laying closely by her feet.

Thor’s odd behavior continued for a few days, always wanting to be as close as possible to Y/N and nearly panicking whenever she left his sight. He’d lay by her feet or on her lap if she was on the couch, and he’d follow her around like her personal bodyguard if she was on the move.

At first it was quite adorable, but then Thor started whining whenever Harry wanted to come closer, not allowing him to cuddle with Y/N.

In the seventh day, Y/N started to feel sick, she’d wake up and throw up first thing in the morning. They thought it was just something she ate, thinking it would go away in a few days. But then she started to throw up more and more and Harry started panicking, so they went to the doctor.

“We’ll run a few tests to find out what’s wrong, including a pregnancy one.”

“P-pregnancy?” Harry shuttered.

“I’m not pregnant, doctor.” Y/N assured.

“We might as well be sure.”

The results arrived in just half an hour, but it surely felt like an eternity. Harry couldn’t stop thinking about the pregnancy test. He’d be lying if he said a part of him was excited to know whether he has created a new life with the love of his life or not, but he didn’t want to get his hopes too high. And the other part of him was terrified of the possibility of Y/N being pregnant.

When they were finally back with the doctor, Harry held Y/N’s hand and squeezed it tightly. She looked at him and he gave her a smile, assuring her that no matter what the results said, they’d be fine.

“Congratulations, you’ll be parents.” The doctor lifted her head from the papers, offering the both of them a gentle smile. “You’re three months pregnant, what explains the morning sickness you’ve been experiencing.”

Harry sat there in shock, the fact that he was actually going to be a father finally hitting him. “I’m gonna be a dad.” He whispered. His head snapped up, his eyes looking for Y/N’s. “You’re gonna be a mum.”

Y/n choked a sob, standing from her place at the same time as Harry and hugged him tightly. He pulled her closer to his chest as he kissed the top of her head, a few tears rolling down from his eyes.

“I guess I’m having your baby, eh?” Now it was Harry’s turn to choke a sob, barely able to speak due all the emotions he was feeling right now.

“Can you believe Thor knew first?” Harry said when they were finally inside of their car again, ready to drive back home.

“What do you mean?”

“Dogs can tell if a woman is pregnant.” He said. “And that would explain why he behaved like he did.”

“Like what?”

“He panicked whenever you weren’t in the room, always followed you around. He even waited for you outside of the bathroom!”

“He just loves me more than he loves you.” She joked.

“Yeah, but he will love our baby even more.”

Our baby.

Didn’t sound that bad, didn’t it?

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littlesniggy · 3 years

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Don’t leave me

Anon:I have to agree with the previous anom, Strangers is way too good I'm totally in love 😍🙈 Since your bio say that u like dark themes and u accept requests can u please write for Law, like a dark-smutty-angst idk? 👀 (female reader pls) I'm craving for it... If u not vibe with it it's fine, thank u for your work 🤍

It’s the first time I tried writing angst and it’s not too shabby I think. Law is an asshole and reader is a little bit too obsessed with him hence making a pretty toxic relationship. I hope you like it and I hope it’s angsty enough? Cause I don't know. At least it’s smutty and dark.. 😅🙈

Warning: 18+, abusive relationship, cheating, nsfw, angst(?)

Word count: 2.6k

“Who was the woman you were talking to?” your voice sounded insecure, hands fidgeting and your eyes were focused on the floor. Law looked at you, an eyebrow raised in question and a confused look on his face. “Who are you talking about?” he questioned. “T-the one just now. With the brown hair and big…breasts.” Now Law was even more confused. “Name-ya? She is the doctor of a pirate crew. You’ve met her before, remember? You got along pretty well.” He told you but you couldn’t remember her. “Really?” you whispered, your nervousness taking over your body.

Law sighed and put his hands on your shoulders. “Look at me, Y/n-ya.” He demanded. Slowly, you lifted your eyes and looked at his. His eyes were hard, trying to search for something in your eyes that apparently wasn’t there. “Stop worrying about other women, okay? I have only eyes for you.” You didn’t believe him. You were no pirate and you only saw Law ever so often; sometimes you almost forgot what he looked like, what he smelled like, what he sounded like. All those times he was away you were convinced he found someone new; someone, who was more exciting, more enticing, more….just more.

Laws hands wandered down your arms and stopped at your hips, pulling you closer. “Believe me, Y/n-ya. I would never, ever cheat on you.” His thumbs were circling your hipbones, giving you a warm feeling and you felt a little more at ease. You nodded, leaning your head against his muscular chest. Your doubts, however, were still present. He could make you feel a little more secure in your relationship but only until the next train of thought hit you – and it always hit you hard.

“C’mon, Y/n-ya. Stop thinking so much about things that are only in your mind and let’s enjoy the time we can spent together, okay?” You listened to his words and to the voice rumbling through his chest. You nodded again but didn’t look up at him. His hands traveled to your back, rubbing it in comfort.

Your muscled relaxed and you could finally breathe a little more freely. You wrapped your arms around his torso, pressing him closer against your body, feeling his warm through your thin shirt, his hot breath on the top of your head, and his calm presence around you. “I love you, Law.” You mumbled against his chest, now slowly lifting your face to look at him. He smiled a little and bend down, kissing you on your lips with his warm lips. “I know.” He replied and then pushed you gently towards your bed, making you sit and then lay on it, kneeling above your body.

You bit your lip, pulling him down again for another, now more heated kiss. Your doubts slowly were pushed to the back of your mind only to be pulled back later again. His hand travelled down your side and moved under your shirt, caressing your naked skin underneath. It made you giggle into the kiss at the feeling and you squirmed under him since you were really ticklish. Law smiled against your lips and then moved his down, along your jawline and to your neck where he started sucking and licking on your delicate skin, leaving a purple mark. Then, he moved to the other side and repeated this action, making you sigh in pleasure.

His hand had found your boob in the meantime and massaged it gently through your bra, making you moan quietly. It felt good; his touch, his breath, his lips – everything made you feel lightheaded. And you anticipated the moment he filled you up with his dick. Your own hands travelled over his chest‚ feeling the hard muscles under your touch. His pelvis pressed down against yours and you could feel his erection through his pants. An excited feeling rushed through your veins and you moved against his clothed sex.

“L-Law…” you gasped as he bit down on your neck, pressing your body against his. “L-let me…let me suck you off…” he moved back and looked down at you, pupils dilated due to the the arousal. “Y/n-ya….” He said breathlessly but smiled at you. He moved down from you and laid down next to you. You sat up, looking over at him. You moved between his legs and put your hands on the button of his waistband, opening it and pulling his pants along with his underwear down, exposing his erect member.

After you removed his shoes, his clothes were thrown off the bed to not bother you anymore. Your eyes traveled up his legs, his muscular thighs and almost missed the little red mark close to his most private area – almost. Your eyes darkened and you got down, put a hand on his leg and pushed it to the side to have a better view of it. Law looked at you confused and propped himself up und his arms, wanting to know what happened.

“What’s this?” you asked, voice strained, your eyes glistering. “What is what?” he followed your eyes and sighed. “It’s nothing, Y/n-ya.” He said, letting himself fall back on his back. “Don’t tell me it’s nothing! That’s a hickey! You are cheating on me!” tears spilled down your cheeks and your body started trembling. “Why are you lying to me, Law?” your voice was high pitched, vision blurry. Law sounded annoyed at this point. “So what, Y/n-ya?” You looked up at his words, your heart started to clench tightly. “So what if it’s a hickey? So what if a had someone else suck me off while I was away? Can’t expect me to wait until I get back here, can you? Just thought it would’ve disappeared by now. That was a miscalculation on my part, sorry. You weren’t meant to see it.” He crossed his arms behind his head, looking up at the ceiling.

You didn’t know what to say. This whole time you worst fear was Law getting hurt, Law not coming back, Law….finding someone else. All those times you have accused him of cheating you were actually right? He’s always told you not to worry, that he’d only love you and would always wait for you no matter what. Your body was frozen in place, tears silently running down your cheeks and dropped down on your chest. Your eyes were still fixated on this small, red mark on his thigh, the visible proof he wasn’t faithful.

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave you.” Flabbergasted, you looked over at his face. He wouldn’t leave you? “C’mon, Y/n-ya. You wanted to suck me off, then get on with it. Just ignore the hickey.”

A loud smack echoed through the room, Law’s cheek slowly turning pin but his eyes were still set on the ceiling. You didn’t know where you took the courage from slapping him but you regretted it instantly. “Was that it? Are you done behaving like a child, Y/n-ya?” Law’s eyes moved over to where you were sitting, unimpressed with your slap. Angrily, you started smacking him again and again, eyes shut closely, rage and hurt fighting inside your body to see which emotion would take over.

You didn’t notice how Law sat up and grabbed your wrists, his grip tight and unforgiving. “Y/n-ya!” he yelled, making you stop moving and looking at him. “Stop it!”

“Don’t tell me what to do, you bastard! You’re a cheater, a lowlife, a-!” but he cut you off. Your cheek hurt, your face was facing to the side and the feeling of his hand still on your skin. He hit me. The shock sat deep, your arms going limp in his grip.

“If you behave like a brat, I will treat you like one. I said I won’t leave you and I know you won’t leave me. So, get over it and be a good little girlfriend. You promised me a blowjob and I want it. Now.” His voice was even and somewhat monotone; no yelling, no anger, just his usual tone. “B-but-“ but he cut you off with a kiss, his tongue forcing itself into your mouth, exploring your wet cave. He pulled you closer, pressing your body against his and rubbing his exposed dick against your clothed thigh, groaning into the kiss.

Your thoughts were running wild, you couldn’t think straight. On one hand you were heartbroken; your body hurt, your soul was shattered at this revelation. But on the other hand, did he say he wouldn’t leave you. Did he lie? But he’s always come back to you, regardless of who he has been with before; he always came back to you. You needed him. Every time he was away from him you thought about him and you arched for him to come back.

You haven’t even realized how you reciprocated the kiss and moaned against his body, feeling his dick rub against your thigh. “Law….” You gasped, breaking away from his passionate lips. “Law….don’t leave me, okay? I don’t wanna live without you.” You pleaded, eyes still teary from crying. Law smiled at you and out a hand on top of your head. “I won’t, Y/n-ya. I know you need me.” You felt him push your head down to where his dick was until you were eye level with his mushroom head.

Your eyes caught on to the red mark again but you tried to ignore it. Law was here, with you. Whoever left this mark would never make him feel the way you could make him feel. You closed your eyes and closed your lips around the head of his dick, twirling your tongue around it and sucking on it lightly. You heard him sigh in relief and it made your body tingle in excitement. His huge hand rested on the back of your head, massaging your scalp but pressing you further down in the process. Your jaw widened with each inch you took him in, your tongue gliding down the underside of his shaft, feeling the vein running along under the soft skin.

His abs tensed as you started bobbing your head up and down, sucking on his dick. “Y/n-ya.” He gasped, his grip on your head tightening a little. His reaction made you feel wet between your legs and you moved your hips up and down together with your head to mimic the movement. Your hand travelled over his thigh, then down to his balls and gently fondled them in your palm, squeezing them from time to time. You knew he liked it and you had to think if the other person (you refused to believe there could be more than one other person) could give him head as well as you could.

You took him in deeper, down your throat and started swallowing down on him, making him groan in pleasure from your action. Your saliva coated his dick and dripped out of your mouth, making the sounds of your mouth around his dick wetter and dirtier. You couldn’t help yourself and moan quietly around his dick, swallowing his pre-cum like it was the most delicious juice. “That’s my Y/n-ya. Always eager to please me. That’s what I love about you.” You widened your eyes at his words, then started picking up your pace. ‘That’s what I love about you.’ Those words flooded your mind like a tsunami and made you feel high. He wouldn’t say such a thing to anyone else, right?

He grabbed your hair and pulled you off his dick, making you whine a little at the loss of him inside your mouth. “You want my dick so badly, Y/n-ya?” you nodded, lips slightly open, saliva and pre-cum coating them. “Take off your clothes for me, will ya?” he asked and before he had even finished his sentence did you start taking off your shirt, followed by your bra, shoes, pants and panties, leaving you completely exposed in front of him. He took a nipple between his teeth and teased them, making you moan in pleasure. He knew exactly what to do to you, his hands wandering down your back to your ass, squeezing your cheeks with his warm hands. He pulled them apart before moving one of his fingers to your entrance, making you press against his touch. “You want it here?” he murmured against your breast, pressing against your rim with his finger.

“A-anywhere is fine, Law.” You panted. You felt his smile against your skin before he pushed you away, looking at you. “The be so kind and get in position.” He asked but it was more like an order. “Of course.” You answered and turned around, laying down on your stomach before pulling your ass up high in the air. Your hands moved to your cheeks and spread them like Law did earlier. The warlord licked his lips at the sight and positioned himself behind you, eager to follow your invitation.

You felt the tip of his dick at your entrance; his hands replaced yours at your cheeks and instead you started rubbing your clit. “Here I go.” Was the only warning you got before he pushed himself inside your tight ass. A deep groan left his mouth and he closed his eyes. You let out a slightly painful squeak but wouldn’t complain. He was here, with you, and he had said he loved you – more or less. But that was enough.

Law gave you some time to adjust before he started moving. His thrusts were slow but deep. He knew he couldn’t just go all out, especially when he did not prepare you whatsoever. But he also knew your body good enough to know that you could take him like this if he only gave you enough time.

He bent down, his mouth right next to your ear while he slowly picked up the pace. His hot breath was coming out erratically, ghosting the side of your face. “That’s my Y/n-ya. Taking me on so well. Do you like it when I take you in the ass?” you mewled and moved your hips against his movements in response as a sign you were ready for more.

Law grinned and kissed your neck almost sweetly; his hips started to slam against your ass, rocking your body forth and back. Small moans filled the room paired with his low grunts. It felt good; the feeling of his dick inside you alone had your pussy dripping and you soon didn’t need to pay attention to your clit anymore and could focus on the feeling inside your ass.

“D-do I make you feel good, Law?” you gasped, trying to look at him over your shoulder. As a response he straightened his back again until he was kneeling behind you in an upright position and pulling you up with him. Your back was pressed against his warm torso, his muscular arm wrapped around your belly, his other hand fondling your breast and his dick moved inside of you. He started nibbling at the shell of your ear, his hoarse voice making you shiver.

“You make me feel so good, Y/n-ya. I will never leave you.” You moaned in response, closing your eyes. “As long as you let me do as I please.” He added. You opened your eyes slightly, hurt reflecting in your eyes but he couldn’t see it. “You can do whatever you want. Just don’t leave me, Law.” You replied. Yes, you would never complain to him again. It was better to be hurt than without him. You couldn’t live without him. You wouldn’t live without him. You’d rather be dead than know he wouldn’t come back.

#one piece #op #trafalgardwaterlaw #trafalgar d. water law #op law #trafalgar d law x reader #law x reader #angst #ns.fw #requests #scenario #op scenario

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littlx-songbxrd · 3 years

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okok here it is, i don't have a working title yet lol and i wrote the first like three paragraphs a year ago and only now finished it

but uh here it is ig (it's long so below the cut)

oh and i named the characters before i read chog believe it or not so there is no correlation lol

Prologue - Cordelia

May brings with it the memory of battles fought and won and the ever looming presence of a war not quite lost but certainly nowhere near done. As I hand out threadbare blankets around the flickering fires of the temporary war camp, I have to force my mind not to stray to all the people who should be here but are not. Well, the one person, really. I don’t allow myself to dwell, for I know that if I let my heart open to loss, there will be no hope at closing the hole left behind. No one here will tolerate that.

Yet no one criticizes Halen when she fumbles and breaks her fragile composure, storming out of the planning tent, the memories glistening in her eyes threatening to spill over. No, when it’s her, they rush to comfort her, to appease her, and they tell her to take all the time she needs. After all, has the poor girl not been through enough? they whisper pityingly as though we all haven’t lost others to this fight. But, of course, it’s not my place to comment on the actions of the mighty Chosen One. Even if she is my friend.

I look down to find my hands are empty. Tir has taken the last blanket from me without my noticing, and he’s settling down against his pack with his bare feet at the fire. I scowl; he isn’t allowed to speak against Halen either, despite being her older brother.

Heaving a sign, I slump down next to my friend and pull a corner of the blanket over myself. Tir shifts slightly so I can lean against his shoulder. We don’t speak. There are no words big enough to dispel the cloud of grief that hangs over us.

I know Tir is thinking of Zo today, just like he knows I’m thinking of Cherry.

Both of us, I’m sure, are also thinking that Halen ought to be here. She ought to be spilling those tears she always threatens and apologizing meaninglessly for deaths that aren’t her fault. Since when did she choose to be distant and calm? Couldn’t she at least have the decency to break down with the rest of us?

I scowl at a gecko as it skitters through the dirt toward the treeline to the west. I should say something to Halen. I should scream at her, sob at her, cry out until she understands that we need her as a friend, not just a commander.

My mind made up, I stand quickly, earning a confused stare from Tir. “Where are you off to?” he asks, his voice thick.

I shake my head. “Somewhere that isn’t here.”

He chuckles and reaches up to squeeze my hand. It’s enough. He was never one for many words.

I smile sadly down at him and set off to the eastern shore, where the purple and gold tents of the Eneris royal tents have been set up. Their fire and sun emblem shines bright on the tent flaps behind guards dressed in layers upon layers of robes and wraps and blankets. I scoff. The army settled just twenty yards away is shivering under thin blankets and dying fires while the royals and their company dine on mutton and venison. Not that I’ve come to expect anything else from them. They recruited Halen and built this army from the ground up—of course they believe themselves worthy of a few more precious coins exchanged for better conditions.

Even today, the first anniversary of Monvira’s troops storming villages and uprooting lives, they haven’t so much as acknowledged the flood of pain that’s sweeping through their army. I wonder if they even know what May first means to their people.

I stop mid-stride, staring straight ahead at the Strategy tent, where I know Halen spends most of her time these days.

It hits me: May first. The sky is clouded and the birds are silent, but it’s May first and no one bothered telling me that I forgot my birthday. Which was April thirtieth. No one noticed.

Weariness pushes at the back of my eyes, and I blink heavily against the tears blurring my vision. Memories from last year flood my mind as I turn and hurry towards Halen’s private tent. It bares the same colors and seal as the others.

I collapse on her bedroll and let out a single sob.

Last year, on the night of my birthday, Cherry had wrapped a blanket around us both as we stumbled back to our village after a whole day spent together at Renton Lake. She’d kissed my hand and twirled me toward the hut I shared with Halen, giggling in the moonlight, her dark unbound hair spilling over her shoulder like a waterfall of night. The memory rips through me, forcing another sob out of my quaking body.

The next morning, she’d been gone.

I’m not sure how long I lay there, my tears collecting in a pool around my head, but eventually the shaking subsides and leaves behind a solemn heaviness. Only when I hear the tent flap ruffle do I stir. There’s a small gasp, then: “Delia?”

Halen’s nickname for me only makes the smallest dent in my sorrow. I push myself to a sitting position, sure that my face is red and splotchy and my hair wild and tangled. All in all, I don’t blame her for looking taken aback. “Delia, what is it?” she gushes, crouching before me and taking my face in her hands. “What’s wrong? What can I do?”

This is exactly what I wanted when I stormed in here. Now, I nearly laugh. It’s pathetic, really, all this time I’ve spent cleaning up after Halen, chasing her, thinking maybe she could do something that would fill the cavity growing inside me. I see it now, as her hazel eyes rake my face. “Nothing,” I tell her. Her thumbs are soft as they wipe away the tears that trickle down my cheeks. “Not anymore.” My voice is scratchy, and I push down against a wave of shame. I’m better than this. I’m better than breaking down in my friend’s plush tent. I’ve never been the emotional one—that was always Halen.

I wipe away my tears, feel myself stand and walk out of the tent, my mind still occupied with hazy revelations I’m too exhausted to fully pursue. There’s a feeling in my gut, the only one that matters right now, and it’s an overwhelming cry to get out.

The grass is silent under my feet as I walk, and I’m distantly aware of Halen calling after me. Her cries of “Wait!” and “What’s going on, Cordelia?” follow me, even after she stops.

I keep walking.

I don’t look back.

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so uh yeah that's it 👉👈 i can give u the idea of the book if u want or you can just take this offering and run lol <33

Im gonna give you my unfiltered thoughts with no order or organization

REMEMBER ME WHEN YOURE RICH AND FAMOUS AND A NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR

OMG IM GONNA GET TO BRAG I SAW THE PROLOGUE TO AN AWARD WINNING BOOK IN THE FUTURE HOLY SHIT

I DONT HAVE ENOUGH WORDS TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS AND IM BILINGUAL

RENDERED ME SPEECHLESS IN TWO LANGUAGES GO YOU

SHE DIDNT EVEN REMEMBER HER BIRTHDAY HOLY SHIT

LOOK I ADORE THE FEELINGA CORDELIA POTRAYED DURING THE ENTIRE PROLOGUE

LIKE HOW YOU WROTE IT IS JUST

I WANTED HER TO COME BREAKDOWN WITH THE REST OF US?????

NO IM SORRY IM HORRIBLE AT COMPLIMENTING EVERYTHING HERE IS BRILLIANT

1) i have a basis for how the crown is unfair (based on cordelias description) ALSO HOW CORDELIA DESCRIBED "i wasnt even sure if they knew what may 1 meant to their people" IDK BUT I LOVED HOW OT WAS WRITTEN. Its not explicit BUT LEAVES THE MESSAGE SAID

2) basis to whats going on? C H E C K

3) JUST HOW YOU WROTE CORDELIAS GRIEVE AND ESTABLISHED THE CHARACTER

Artie i've told you a million times but I adore your writting style, i always adored it BIT READING YOUR ORIGINAL WORK

I FEEL SO PROUD OF YOU?????

Your style is perfect

I WASNT LOST WHICH IS GOOD!

AND LEAVES ME WANTING FOR MORE

I DIDNT NOTICE BUT MY PHONE HAS LOW BATTERY SO IF I DONT REPLY AFTER THIS ITS THAT BUT TELL ME MORE PLS

#also im so curious on halen #pls i need more

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bukojuiice · 3 years

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Did you see the chapter 306 leaks of mha?

I AM SO SAD RN!!😭😭😭

HI ANON!!! YES I DID 😭😭😭 PLS I WAS CRYING FOR LIKE AN HOUR AND IT REALLY PUT ME INTO A BAD MOOD

i actually can't wait for all the leaks to come out so that i can finally call it a day because i can't take all these feelings anymore i'm about to combust jsjsjsjsjs 🥺

spoilers below the cut i jus wanna,, talk and scream abt this,,,

worst case scenario, we get a time skip. i'm not ready for the emotions that's going to course through me when that actually happens. but, it's gonna happen sooner or later. and with where the story is at right now, it's most likely to happen. but idk horikoshi really surprises us every single time so i don't think he's just gonna throw that at us just yet.

best case scenario, todoroki and bakugo, or dekusquad, or class 1-A + aizawa follows izuku to wherever the heck he went to. but, i honestly doubt deku would become a morally grey character/anti-hero simply because he dropped out of UA and left. anitwt is even comparing him to the likes of eren, (a character who deserves a literal 20 page essay on his personality and development) even though they have two entirely different personalities, two entirely different character motivations and worlds that they live in. there's nothing to compare between the two of them except that we watched them grow up and mature through the course of the anime/manga. there's such a huge diff between them and i cannot emphasize that enough honestly.

there’s been this rumor going around tiktok that mha is going to end at like chap 307 and the manga is going to get a new name and a new manga series. signifiying the end of the “academia” arc ???? which is just absolute nonsense LMAO. as far as i know, naruto didn’t have a manga name change when they skipped to shippuden?? naruto shippuden had such a huge tone shift from the original manga. the whole manga when shifting to the time skip was like “awe it’s been a few years anyways naruto’s back from his journey lol they’re young adults now!!” other examples i could think of are death note, bleach, fairy tail, one piece?? (to just name a few!) where there were such huge and significant time skips yet that doesn’t mean that the name of the manga needs to be changed or they’re retiring the “my hero academia title” (i’m not one for business or the copyright stuff, but doesn’t this have something to do with intellectual properties too?? i don’t wanna dwell on that but yes)

my own dumb theory is that the fantasy au is foreshadowing this new arc we’re about to enter HAHAHAHA it’s super dumb but the fantasy ed has izuku leaving his home and then meeting up with bakugo, ochaco, ilda and shoto!! might just be a weird coincidence.

to add to another one of my dumb theories, i know that horikoshi is a huge star wars fan (i grew up in a home with a father that’s a big star wars fan too and it’s just star wars everywhere around the house i tell u) and like i said, this is going to be a bit of a stretch, but it’s possible that izuku is going to go on this “jedi” journey to discover himself. it’s possible for him to go on it alone i guess, but judging from the star wars films, the main character always has a merry band of other characters to accompany him on this journey! the dreams?? visions?? that izuku has of the past ofa users really remind me of the jedi masters calling out and showing themselves as a sort of guide to the main protags of the star wars films! it just makes a ton of sense!! horikoshi literally named one of the cities as mustafu and tatooine if i’m not mistaken? which are btw, two of the most popular/important locations in the star wars universe!

another plausible theory is izuku going to america to train and just get the heck out now that things about ofa and afo have been revealed which i can see??? seems a bit far-fetched i guess (since it’s implied that the 3rd movie is going to center around the trio going to the US already, assuming that john cena is gonna be part of the movie.)

ANYWHOOO that’s enough of my rambling! let’s pray and wait for the leaks anonnie!! and alsooo what next week’s chapter has in store for us! this is going to be a long ride :’)

#my hero academia #julianneasks #mha 306 #bnha 306 #mha 306 spoilers #bnha 306 spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha spoilers #anon 👥✨#boku no hero academia #mha #bnha

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char-lotteral · 3 years

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Look I'm not one of those people who believe Kishimoto decided to have Hinata and Naruto end up in the middle part of Shippuden. I believe he decided in the very last arc but he wanted to sound smart so he said he decided earlier on. Otherwise, they obviously would have more scene together. In Shippuden, they have only three scenes together ; when Naruto came back, the pain attack and the neji death scene. That's it. In the original Naruto, they probably have less than ten canon scenes not including fillers.

So I'm sorry I'm one of those who wasn't convinced by The Last. They literally had a basic villain go after Hinata who was cringe btw (the villain). They gave Hinata op powers which she doesn't have in the novel 👀. Despite having op powers, they made her the damsel in distress. Very "The hero saves the princess" cliche. Again, to justify them being together. I mean Naruto can't differentiate his love for ramen and romantic love so how??? He was just being nice to Hinata just like he does to everyone. He stood up for her just like he does for everyone.

Don't get me started on the Sakura Sasuke relationship 🤣. Cringe. They never knew each other. The whole Sakura's love for Sasuke saved him doesn't make sense. They spent barely a year in their genin year before sasuke left. Sasuke tried to kill Naruto and Sakura multiple times. Then at the end of the war, Kishimoto tried to do the "oh they have such a deep understanding between each other" which comes off as cringey. He gets her pregnant then leaves for years. She's literally a single mom who's broke.

Every relationship in Naruto is so cringey and forced except shikatemari. Kishimoto should've focused on the main story and fixed his potholes and leave the ending open.

Naruto would not have been perfect but at least it would've been remembered for staying true to its vision but instead it's remembered for cringey relationships, dumbass villain (except pain and madara) and a story that lost its core which is a shame coz I used to love Naruto. I was inspired by its messages but now....

OKAY LOL WAIT I ACTUALLY HAVE THIS LONG ASS RANT PREPARED XD

BUT FIRST Ive read what you said and I lowkey agree :p

HOWEVER

I DRAW THE LINE AT TONERI SLANDER. BECAUSE WHY

TONERI?? CRINGE?? THIS SEXY MOTHERFUCKER??

LOOK AT HIS WHITE FLUFFY HAIR AND HIS CERULEAN BLUE ORBS STARING DEEPLY INTO YOUR SOUL

SAY SIKE RIGHT NOW?!#*@*#&@*

okay lol now for the juicy part click readmore and beware I shall be brutally honest so yea enjoy

I mean, Naruto in general is a mess, not just the ships if we're being realistic. Alot of plotholes, rushed endings, this and that, the w a r a r c, Kaguya, the way they rushed Boruto ehhh. Honestly, getting into Naruto is literally my biggest regret of 2020 :"DD

Im an NH shipper as you can tell by my hotmess of a blog but i fully respect your opinion and understand your point of view. I also know a bunch of nh stans who have their complaints with their development. I wish Kishi gave more attention to his female cast really, thats all I fucking ask. If he did that one single basic thing, then maybe the endgame relationships wouldnt have been an asspull and theyd be given propper screentime with their love interest, both Sakura and Hinata. The Last tbh i think the writers played it safe and stuck to the whole Naruto shounen vibe thingy, so im not surprised it was plotted that way. Typical cliché shounen movie.

But does that bother me? No! The Last was a mess, their development was shit, they definitely needed more screentime but hey at the end of the day theyre cute as fuck, we have that kiss scene, flirting scenes, a shit ton of official art, three kids, Seiki's gif :33 and a whole ass arc for their wedding all that for just a shounen anime so eh. Compensates for it i guess xD theyre not toxic, unhealthy or whatnot. Theyre wholesome, soft and vanilla as fuck and exactly what i need in my hectic life rn. No drama, just two kind souls who are adorable as heck and theyre dynamic means so much to me and I will love them until i shall leave this earth.

Anon, im not even gonna waste my time and defend their development because i think it sucked too xD but if you wanna know why i love them so so so soooo much, Id be more than willing to tell you :33

Sasuke and Sakura on the other hand eeeehhhh i can see why people like them. Sasuke's hot, he's your typical hot bad boy aad Sakura's hot and pretty too. Basic blue and pink trope. Aside from their canon interactions, fans have all the opportunity to play around with their dynamic but for me, its just sooo basic and so hetero and can easily appeal to any 16 yr old teenage girl, no wonder it has an active fanbase on twt and---- AM I MAKING ANY SENSE? AHDBAJJE LIKE ITS SO-- BASIC, your usual bad boy x pretty girl trope that you get to read in YA and coming of age novels. Not only that, but going back to canon, they have too many negative interactions for me to like them together :p The least Sakura can do is put down her own foot and yell at him for not contacting them for god knows how long. I also dont like how he always gets easily forgiven >=[[. I mean at least He's compensating as a dad good for him but ehhhh i still dont like him and Sakura together :v And im not falling for that "Sakura is the reason why Sasuke isnt lonely anymore" because thats NARUTO AHHH. Sasuke said that Multiple times. HE LIGHTS A FIRE INSIDE OF ME. HES MY SUN. MY ONE AND ONLY FRIEND. LIEK?? THATS NARUTOOO romantic or not, Naruto was the reason for his not so lonely existence anymore smh >=[[

Sasuke almost murdered her and Naruto and made their lives a living hell but hey its all good!! He's my best friend and Sakura loves him!! So set him freeee into the worldddd~~

Sasuke left his family without even simply contacting them but can easily contact Naruto through a hawk but hey thats fine! His and Sakura's feelings are connected afterall! Sasuke gave her a ring and said thank you! Who cares about leaving your family. She loves him and he loves her so yey!!! All is forgiven :D

DID I MENTION SASUKE ALMOST MUREDERED HIS OWN DAUGHTER AND HE WASNT CALLED OUT FOR THAT@*#&@??!?#,*@#,#

Sasuke gets too many life points this isnt fair >=[[ But tbh he's nerfed so bad in Boruto manga and anime power wise. Like in that time travel arc and the manga. The rinnegan kunai thing was still so funny to me even if it was Borushiki. I just idk its so funny to me lmaoo

OKAY WHAT ELSE. I dont even know any more. Im tired of complaining about Naruto and just when Ive finally gone a little bit away from Naruto, Hinata fucking pulls me in again 😩 she has me on chokehold pls send help. Watch castlevania!!! and one piece!!!! ten times better than this anime about a loud blonde boi who wants to be president. Trust me

overall, i dont fully agree but i lowkey agree i guess. I do respect your opinion tho :))

EXCEPT WHEN YOU CALLED TONERI CRINGE. HOW DARE YOU CALL THAT SEXY MF CRINGEY---

#like at this point if you complain about naruhina to me id probably complain along with you #but at the end of the day #i really do not care lol #theyre CUTE AS FUCK AND I WILL COMMIT MASS MURDER FOR THESE PRECIOUS KIDS AND WOULD NOT FEEL AN OUNCE OF REMORSE #also i have like zero energy to find all those manga panels and debunk shit and stuff #i just say the first thing that comes to my brain and fart it out on my lonely tumblr blog #anon #hey hey anon ask me about why i love naruhina so much come on come on *aggressively bounces knees*#unpopular opinions

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miyaniacs · 3 years

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I know I‘m a bit late, but alc and sleep happened last night. But hey, it‘s still the 01.01 2021 here in Germany. So here is me saying Thank You.

To all my dear followers. I appreciate every single one of you, I‘m so greatfull that you like my work enough to follow me and support me with all your likes, rebloggs, comments, asks and messages. I really appreciate every sigle one of it. Thank you so much for supporting me on this journey i started.

To my special bokutobitch-bean™️ @saucysamu - let me tell you how much i love you again okay? I know 2020 was ... not really the best for both of us, but I’ll be forever thankful that this shitty year got us closer again. Idk how many years we’ve known each other already, but during this year, you became one of my closest friends and you’re now really stuck with me. If you won’t answer for a few weeks, I’ll still spam you. Have fun ready my weekly recap in our chat then ❤️ (Insert: I won‘t let you go by Jason Morrison). For real you really helped me this year to getting more confidence and helping me be who i really am. So thank you for being my friend and thank you for being there for me and willing to FaceTime me when I complain again and again over the same (kinda tocix) guy lol. I hope you know that‘ll always be there for you. I love youuuu ❤️

@laceymorganwrites - Aceeee, my Bundesland Twinnnn hahaha. I still don‘t know who messaged who first, but here we are now, from some awkward first messaged to writing a collab and thinking about meeting when this whole mess gets better. Talking to you became so normal and I always give too many chances so don‘t worry about messing it up with me - the chances are pretty low lol. You’re so easy going and so welcoming, it‘s so easy for me to not worry about you juding me for who I am - and i hope you know that I’d never judge you too. So please, remember you’re amazing and loved and so kind and talented and I’m so glad that I‘ve met you here ✨🖤

my timezone twin, my sister in law @shoyosun - MARTA !!!! I still remember that one summer day i gathered all my courage and messaged you - and I‘m so glad i did haha. I‘m always smiling at my phone like an idiot just because of our stupid random conversations. I love how we switch between more serious topics to random things out of our life and straight back to being horny for 2d characters *caught*twocertaintwins*caught* I‘d be so cool to be able to meet each other one day 🥺❤️ Can‘t wait to see our friendship envelop this year! Ti Amo ✨

@shhhlikeme - Kayla, you‘ve actually been my first online friend here on tumblr and I‘m still so happy that we started talking. You really helped me sorting out my thought at night when everyone else was asleep - a positive aspect of time zones haha. I love how outspoken you are and not afraid to speak your mind and always find the best encouraging words. Your so beautiful on the inside and the outside and if we‘ll ever meet, i need to to me my model haha ❤️

@kenmasgameboy - I’ll confess now: Whenever I looked on your blog or read some of your works I had this vision in my mind that you‘re that one cool girl that would never even look at me. And now you call me Daddy😏🖤 ok for real now, I really appreciate you and that you’re not judgementel and that I feel comfy to talk about you about more personal stuff Eventho we haven’t even talked for that long✨ for real I love our random af convos and I’m always there for you to hype you up - you’re now too stuck with me 😤✨ you’re such a kindhearted human being and so beautiful - I really hope we‘ll get to meet each other one day✨

@willodelune - how should I start? Oh I know - you looked so adorable as a child and your fashion sense was *chefkisses* !!! You’re so dear to me already and it‘s so fun to talk to you about basically everything. Our convos look like the ones I have on a daily basis with some of my friends 😂 so yeah I do consider you as a friend at this point - I mean we talk almost every day about the most random stuff and it really feels as if somethings missing when we don’t talk ❤️

@writingfreakk - okay so - I live for your random af videos on Snapchat- I never knew if your sending me a tiktok or a video of you breaking one of your paintings 😂❤️ I appreciate you so much & I love havjng you in my life ✨ oh and I love your hair omg

@tendouthighs - my babyyyyy - I know we don’t talk that much anymore than we used to, but pls don’t take it personal I’m just lazy lol but I always smile seeing you in my notifications & I hope that I manage to message you more this year lol

@prettyforpapiiwa - yes I’m having my soft Aries minutes rn lol - so yes I just had to tag you too. I love our extreme random convos that always turn to some sexual topics 😂 why do all of our conversations scream Aries energy- why are we such cliches omg. But I’m really looking forward to more of those 🥰✨

@tetsoleil - you’re so kind and sweet and you deserve the world - and I really feel the need to protect your precious beautiful heart. I hope to talk to you even more in the future ✨

@chibishae34 - before we even started talking, I always smiled when I saw you in my notifications. And gosh you’re so kind and sweet & pretty & Nice and you do deserve the world 🥺

@cuddlesslut - I’m sorry that at one point we kinda stopped talking, idk why probably bc I got this : I’m too lazy to message anyone rn, but pls I really appreciate you and all the conversations we had ✨🥺

Sorry at everyone I forgot to mention, I really love all of you and if any of you want to talk to me, just message me ✨

#I’m late to this #but yes #here you go #I Iove you allllll #❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️#💀

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midnightmelodrama · 4 years

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the way your skin shines under the moonlight TEASER

Coming: idk, this weekend, depending on how you guys like it.

Pairing: Tom Holland x fem!reader

Summary: You never thought you were going to be a runaway bride, but when you finally have enough of your fiancé, you become one, leaving all the heartbreak behind you. Until your ex, Tom, chases after you.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: angst, swearing, typos i didn’t catch

A/N: alright, boo boos, the teaser is here. i hope u enjoy it, the full thing is almost done, i just wanna see if y’all like this idea/plot. also, i was listening to knew better (pt. 2) by bebe Ariana while writing this so it’s a little inspired by the lyrics.

Tom was nervous to say the least, he was fiddling with his hands as he anxiously stared at the clouds by his window. He wasn’t sure if chasing after you to Cancun was the best course of action because, if he was being honest, he was scared you would reject him again, and this time he would lose you permanently. Regret washed over him as he remembered he was the reason there was a large void between the two of you. You and Tom had been best friends since diapers, but it soon developed into something more than friends during high school. Tom could vividly remember when he had kissed you for the first time. He was driving you home after your date had blown you off. His heart took control before his head could warn him as he stared into your beautiful eyes, so he kissed you. From then on, you and Tom lived in a happy relationship, but it was soon shattered to tiny pieces, along with your heart, when Tom broke it off with you, saying he couldn’t be tied down anymore since he had girl after girl chasing him and praising the ground he walked on.

You and Tom were sitting on the couch watching Tangled. His arm rested on your shoulders while your hand was on his stomach, and your head was laying on his chest. His leg was bouncing up and down like he was anxious and his heart was beating a thousand miles per hour.

“Hey, what’s wrong, baby?” You asked him softly, placing your hand on his thigh as you turned to look at him, a concerned expression on your face. He shook his head, standing up as if he had something to say.

“Tom?” You tilted your head, trying to read him.

“I wanna break up.” He said dryly.

You felt your heart stop, thinking this was a sick joke or the worst nightmare you could have ever envisioned.

“W-what?” You stuttered in disbelief.

“I-I wanna break up.” Tom repeated.

“Why?” You frowned. You had been together since you were sixteen. Why was he trying to break up now? He was always happy with you, or at least you thought so. Everyone had always told you that he was whipped for you because the look in his eyes gave it away whenever he looked at you. Guess everyone was wrong, including you.

“I just—well, I wanna see other people, you know? We’ve been together since high school, we haven’t seen anyone else, so I just wanna try new things. And you know there’s plenty of girls hitting on me, so I just wanna try it.” He spoke honestly, waiting for your reaction.

You didn’t know what to feel. On one side you felt pissed because he was breaking up a five year long relationship because he wanted to sleep around with other girls? What an asshole. And on the other hand, you felt your heart break into tiny pieces because he was breaking up with you because he wanted to get laid with someone other than you? Were you not enough? Had you not satisfied him enough? You wanted to cry, but you had too much pride to let an asshole see that he was hurting you.

“Y/N, please, say something.” He pleaded.

“Well, what do you want me to say, Tom? ‘Hey, it’s cool, go sleep around as much you’d like it’s not like it feels like my heart is being stabbed over and over again? Yeah, man, let other girls fuck you senseless so they can get you off the way I couldn’t.’” You responded sarcastically, voice breaking the more you spoke. You paused, staring at the white walls blankly. “Did you cheat on me?” You asked, eyes narrowing, anger lacing your voice.

Tom shook his head frantically. “No! I would never I just—“ you shook your head, holding your finger up, silently telling him to stop talking.

As you began to gather your things to leave and never come back, Tom wrapped his arms around your waist from behind as you let out a frustrated sigh, feeling the pain become increasingly overwhelming. He buried his face in your neck, breathing in your lemon scent for what would most likely be the last time.

“Baby, come on, I still love you.” Tom spoke softly, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

“Just not enough to stay.” You snapped, wiping the tears that had managed to escape off your eyes before shoving him away from you.

“I’ll always come back to you, okay? I want to marry you and grow old with you. I just wanna try other things.”

“So, I’m just supposed to wait around for you alone while someone else lays in your bed?” Tom stayed quiet, tears clouding his vision. You scoffed, completely livid. “Unbelievable.” You muttered. You always took care of him, loved him, supported him and he couldn’t even love you properly? Coward. You knew better than to stay or wait around for someone like him because you were smart. You knew better.

“You know what, Thomas?” Oh, shit. It was at this moment Tom knew, he fucked up. “I don’t care. Do whatever you fuckin’ please, but just know that you could get laid as many times as you would like, you could have all the hoes in the world at your feet, but none of them are going to know you like I do, none of them are going to please you like I do. No one--I promise you--no one is going to love you like I do, ‘cause ain’t nobody like me, boy. You would know that if you knew better, but you don’t know shit, so I’ll do better.” You sneered at the boy in front of you, throwing your engagement ring at him.

With that, you left Tom to stand alone and frozen, feeling his heart stop before slowly and painfully sinking to the bottom of his stomach. He knew that he would regret his actions later by the way his heart was aching. The pain was suffocating him, so he did what he had wanted to do, the reason he lost you. He drank his sorrows away before starting a new life of pleasure and hidden heartache.

Tom winced as the painful memory replayed in his mind. God, he was so stupid. He had forgotten your words, and one day he had enough of his lifestyle, so he ran back to you, only to have his heart broken when you told him someone else was now your forever, you were enganged to a man that wasn’t him, Darien. He felt his blood boil at the thought of the bastard. Seeing Darien belittle and torment you made his stomach bubble with anger. So, Tom made it his job to interfere in your relationship with Darien whenever he could. Stealing you from his arms during slow dances at his lavish parties and your wedding rehersal, sitting next to you, interrupting your conversations; he loved watching the entitiled asshole hold his tongue to stop himself from yelling and embarrassing his family in front of the high class society you were forced to live in was the highlight of Tom’s day. You would roll your eyes or scoff, but Tom could see the relief in your eyes, your body language was also a dead giveaway that you were glad someone had stepped in before your fiancé became too much for you to handle all by yourself. Tom would grin as he wrapped an arm around your waist, leaving Darien behind all alone.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Tom dug around his pocket, looking for the ring you gave back to him all those years ago. You hadn’t talked to him during the time you spent apart, and everytime he tried to reach out, he was left on read, that is until you blocked him on every platform you could think of. Missing you was the worst punishment he could have ever gone through, but he knew he deserved it. When you walked out the door to your old apartment, he was left with nothing but pictures to remember you, until he found the ring once again after a night of drinking his pain away. He had it turned into a necklace, he wanted to keep it until he was able to win you back so you could marry him and grow old with him. Tom placed the silver chain around his neck, feeling a wave of nostalgia and sadness take over him. There were too many emotions swirling throughout him, and he wasn’t sure he would be able to take them on for much longer. If he couldn’t convince you to love him again, even after he broke your heart, then he would lose you forever, his hopes and dreams would be shattered to live the rest of his life miserable. He was exhausted so he let his head rest by the plane’s window before falling into a deep slumber.

A/N: pretty pls, tell me what you think, pls bc I’m so skeptical about this fic I need reassurance, y’all. I love y’all😊

@peepeeparkerr

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland angst #tom holland imagine #tom holland fanfiction #oki hope u guys like it #but seriously pls tell me #if u like it or nah #cuz like im really nervous #bye bye boo boos #michelle writes

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ephemeralgalaxies · 3 years

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Loki Ep4 Spoilers below (once more bc I just can't help myself, can I?)

It's been a while since I've had a character as interesting as Mobius to analyze and I have no chill. Spoilers start below:

Also some spoilers for WandaVision but it's been months so hopefully y'all have seen it

TL;DR Mobius really trying to connect back with Loki in order to try and bring the TVA down (and also bc "oops, Loki was right, guess I gotta own up to that bitterness") and it works but it hurts so much. Also see: I can't stop watching this scene over and over trying to understand Mobius' subtle actions bc his reaction here is so different than in all other scenes where he's usually calm or trying to delve deep into Loki's mind for information. Now he's just desperate.

Ok so I know I made a post talking about Mobius' jealousy in that interrogation scene but I also want to touch on when he comes back again after seeing the footage from C-20's interrogation scene bc man is so desperate here and I'm crying

(I'm sorry, I can't get gifs to work for me today so we just using images. But I got these from this post)

Mobius was so hurt last time we saw him, Loki being thrown back into the time cell with Lady Sif, hitting our dear agent with "out of all the liars in this place... you are the biggest... for the [lies] you tell yourself." Mobius has been pushing down all these doubts, hiding all his questions and curiosities of the TVA for a while. He's teased Ravonna, but could never really get anywhere. Then after speaking with Loki about Sylvie, about "you're all variants", Hunter B-15's suspicions, the oddness of C-20's "death" (M:"she was just fine before." R:"well, then she suddenly wasn't fine."). Mobius is finally allowing himself to realize things, to question truly what is going on. (R: "Is that what you wanted to hear?" M: "Yeah, if that's the truth." R: "You've been around Lokis too long.")

In this scene, when he comes back to the time cell for Loki, he's frustrated, he's angry, he's desperate. Everything is a lie. He can't pretend anymore. Loki has bonded with Sylvie (actually caring for another human being without the trauma of Thor: The Dark World and Thor: Ragnarok) ((I'm begging you, pls let him see a variant of Thor in this series and get to bond again, I miss them)). C-20 is likely pruned and gone forever with no answers. B-15 is getting anxious and unfocused. Ravonna is snapping at him and manipulating him with those long speeches (please, Mobius has heard enough from Loki's videos to know when he's being manipulated by fake sentimental words). He's tired, no longer patient enough for all the little quips-- he just need answers. For once in his "life" at the TVA, he just wants the truth. Something to safely hold to.

He's just put Loki through this timeloop of Lady Sif, of someone from home someone that could've been close to him under different circumstances, someone his brother cared about, kicking him/slapping him/ berating him with "you deserve to be alone, and you always will be." Loki's whole "Sacred Timeline Life" marks him to "always be alone", to finally get close to people before being torn away (whether in his own volition or by someone/something else). But with Loki caring for Sylvie, maybe even loving her, this changes everything for this Loki. He could finally care enough to save someone, to go out of his way in order to help others at his own cost. And Mobius knows this.

He asks again, desperate, pleading, hoping. Loki has to believe in himself, has to love himself enough to think to believe that he deserves a family, love, security from his greatest fear. He has to have changed because if not, then he'll either get pruned or wind up just like Mobius. Either way, gone from existence-- life erased, precious memories of "what if", "what once was", obliterated. He has to believe, or it'll happen again and again and again. To everyone, to the whole universe, unless something someone could do the impossible and shatter all reality.

With Wanda (specifically in WandaVision, final episode end credits), with her searching for her children and Vision, attempting the impossible and blending her realities in order to give them life because she needs them, she loves them. (M: "If you really care about [Sylvie]..."). This threat to the Sacred Timeline, pushing closer and closer to the MCU Multiverse, because they have to, because they want to.

(sorry again for bland picture, I love his expression in this gif but it wont load)

Mobius knows Loki is hurting-- from Lady Sif, from his past, from failing to protect Sylvie on his own, from Mobius not believing him and calling him "just a bad friend". He knows Loki could learn to believe, but he doesn't yet. Only Frigga ever told him she believed in him, he needs to hear it again. He needs to know he deserves love because he is loved. Mobius does, "believe, stupidly" (ep2) that Loki has this potential.

When I first saw this scene in the trailers, I was nervous it would be in the context of Mobius trying to get Loki on the TVA's side, "someone good". But here, this is so much better-- he knows the TVA is lying, is manipulating, is destroying lives. (L: "No one bad is every truly bad, and no one good is ever truly good" ep2 again lol). Loki knows he's not "truly good", that he's hurt people-- whether he planned to or not. But he can still be good. He can still choose to love, to care, to believe.

He can be what he's always wanted, what Frigga promised him, what he's always feared. He can be known, be loved, be safe-- Loki doesn't just fear being alone, he fears people choosing to leave him. That's why the memory of Lady Sif instead of Thor reaching for him on the Rainbow Bridge or Thanos threatening the Asgardian refugees or even Odin trying to explain why he "saved" Loki when he fought Loki's homeland. This memory was casual, simple, unnecessary. But it's always the smallest moments that truly impact us the most-- the slight changes.

When Mobius says this to Loki, he freezes-- he's confused, hesitant, scared. No one tells him this, why is someone telling him this, how can I believe this?

And then:

.And the little shrug Mobius gives here

It's so casual, so simple, so nonchalant. He just wants to reassure Loki that he still cares. He just spent a whole interrogation hounding on Loki for finding love with Sylvie, for changing with her (jealous boi be jealous), for lying to him and betraying him (M: "You don't do partners... unless ofc it benefits you and you intend to betray them at some point"). But now, now he's stopped lying to himself. He knows he cares, that Loki has a chance, that they have to burn this place down. Mobius wants stop this from ever happening again, from someone ever having to go through what Loki's gone through, being told they can never be loved because that's just how the Timeline goes. That a kid would be taken away from their family (probably because Sylvie presents feminine?? Idk, feel like MCU Odin wouldn't be so good with that). He has to reassure Loki, he wants to, because no one should ever feel that way again.

(and frick I really hate this, please look at the gifs from the linked post above, u gotta see his precious smile grow)

LOOK AT THIS SMILE, LOOK AT HIM HE'S HAPPY. And it was such a small, subtle apology from Mobius but it made all the difference bc he told Loki that he believes in him. And then they walk back out of the time cell, side-by-side, looking at each other. Content, safe, prepared to face the world together. He's no longer alone.

... And then ofc this happens...

*cue my heart shattering* (bless Hiddleston's acting).

The fact that you can even hear the hitch in Mobius' breath as he realizes this is the end of the line for him, that Ravonna knows and there's no going back--he's not making it out of this.

"One last desperate trick from the desperate trickster."

He talks about the jetski, about what his life might have been, he knows this hits Loki, being ripped from your timeline, losing all that potential. More importantly, it gives Loki a reason to fight. A silent, "Don't let this happen again. Don't let them get away with this. Please, remember me, don't let me disappear." But it doesn't work, because the one thing Mobius didn't account for, is that Loki cares about him. That now, the fight drains out of him. They pruned Mobius, ofc they'll get to Loki and Sylvie. They didn't even hesitate. Loki just lost, once again, the only other person who ever told him they believed in him. "You can be whoever, whatever..." "She told me I could do anything..."

Loki is less of a narcissist and more of a person desperate to fill that hole inside-- he's been neglected, cast aside, told he should want this and then never getting it. A "Glorious Purpose" to always hide in the shadows, to cause suffering, to give others a reason to unite against him. But for once, just once he hoped that he didn't have to do it alone-- that he could unite. And then they crushed those beautiful few seconds of hope like it was just another tedious, burdening purpose of the TVA.

(credits of images/gifs to the original posts linked, none were mine as I can't figure this out at all lol)

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moody-bloosh · 4 years

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I imagine Somehow if proscuitto cheated on his s/o,his s/o will gonna beat the shit out of him and the prostitute he freakn-- BRENDA RICHIE STYLE (from boondocks lmao!) Idk why but that kinda cracks me up 😂😂😂

I wanted to do this as kind of, headcanons? bullet point fic? klasndklas i just wanted to try something new pls uwu anyways, i haven’t watched the boondocks yet but luckily i managed to find the scene in particular on yt bUT ANYWAY here’s my take on this idea!!! enjoy

*pleasantly sprinkles in some angst and throws in a dash of yandere*

content warning: yandere, cheating, violence

hell hath no fury (Prosciutto)

Confronted with your husband’s infidelity, you’d initially chosen to take the high road. Coming home late from one of his trysts, you told him of your intentions to leave.

“I don’t want to see your face ever again. I- I can’t believe you would do this, did I really mean nothing to you? No! I’m not - I’m not going to stay here any longer, Prosciutto. Don’t touch me! I can’t even bear the sight of you.”

He tried to stop you, he really did but you were dead set.

Though, knowing how pushy Prosciutto could be, you pretended to go along with him. He never notices the taste of the sleeping pills you blended in with his food. While he’s knocked out, you take your things and you leave the house.

When he wakes up, you are long gone and on your side of the bed, stacked neatly are the divorce papers.

He doesn’t sign them but that doesn’t matter. You’ve already moved out and the two of you haven’t spoken since.

You do allow yourself to indulge. You take your wedding photo from your home, it’s still tucked away in your suitcase and you can’t bring yourself to throw it away or burn it.

Of course you keep your wedding ring, you no longer wear it on your finger, you keep it on a golden chain that you wear as a necklace hidden beneath your clothes.

You treat the depression that clings to you like a second skin with generous servings of wine and you hush the little voice inside you that says you are not enough and that you are unwanted with deep gulps of whiskey.

Whether it is by chance or fate, while you are slumped over the local dive bar, already feeling the nasty hangover you are sure to get, you find a well-dressed man in white offering you his hand.

Although your heart is still broken, you find that Bruno and the gang are slowly but surely mending it. Before you know it, you can smile and laugh and you don’t lean as heavily on alcohol anymore because you have friends now to lean on.

You were never really a member of Passione, so you rationalize that you weren’t really betraying Prosciutto.

You say this as though it will help you sleep better at night.

You are very familiar with Prosciutto’s Stand so the moment bizarre things begin occurring on the train headed to Florence, you look Bruno dead in the eye and tell him that you will handle this.

You want to end this quickly, so with your Stand: Celebrity Skin disguising you as Pesci, you try to land a hit on his carotid artery with your knife when he passes by.

“I thought we could be civil about this,” Prosciutto hissed, “evidently I was wrong.”

A sardonic laugh tumbles out of your lips, as your transformation comes undone, you can’t help it as a fresh wave of anger surges through you, “oh, believe me, darling,” your tone harsh and grating on the pet name, “there was nothing civil about what you did to me.”

Your clash is painful and brutal, as if to account for the months of radio silence between the two of you. Every hit you land on him seems to say, “this is penance for what you did to me.”

Prosciutto never actually tries to hit you, he only dodges and tries to pin you down. Because some part of him acknowledges his fault in the matter, his infidelity had turned you into this.

It is clear though, no matter how much of a fight you put up, you are outclassed by Prosciutto. You know this, he knows this, which is why it is a surprise to you to find that you have managed to pin him to the ground.

“Do it then,” he tells you. “Break me just like I broke your heart.”

You can already see yourself bringing the knife down on him, stabbing him, watching him bleed out. But as much as you yearn to put an end to him, as much as you yearn to kill him. You can’t.

“I-I can’t…”

Instead, you hit him in the chest, your blows half-hearted. You ask him why, “why would you cheat on me? Why wasn’t I enough?” Knowing full well that he will never answer them.

You realize far too late that you are crying. And Prosciutto is eyeing the necklace you are wearing.

“You still have it, huh?” There’s a small smile on his lips, devoid of the usual smug condescension and cruelty.

“I-I was going to pawn it off, I just didn’t have the time.”

Prosciutto doesn’t call out your blatant lie, which you are at least thankful for.

“I have to say though, _____, after all this time. I knew you’d still be mine.”

You register the meaning behind his words too late and before you know it there is an inky darkness that overtakes your vision.

Before everything turns black, you feel his arms around you.

His soft voice so close to your ear.

“Finally, I missed you so much. We’ll start over again.”

How blissfully unaware you were, while you were gone cavorting with Bruno’s gang, he was keeping tabs on you. Aching, praying for the day he could have you in his arms again.

His loving doting spouse he’d hurt and betrayed. He understood in those long torturous years you were apart how much he loved you, how much he adored you.

This time he wasn’t going to mess up. This time…

You weren’t allowed to leave him, he would make sure of that.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #cheating au #cheating!prosciutto #prosciutto x reader #la squadra di esecuzione #la squadra #yandere jjba #play #side b

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