#Just him being kind of threatening 😵‍💫.?

[solargeist]

If you're still doing requests I would love to see more scary Lmanbur...I love he. (No pressure obv)

I wasn’t sureeee how 2go abt this !!! Himf

[vanyatas]

omg hii !! can you write a clapton smut where the reader (a girl) turns him into a pathetic whiny mess ? like overstim or violently riding him im begging you 😭 ik he seems to talk a lot when hes around ppl but i think he would be sooo obedient during intimate moments 😵‍💫

no ur so true say it with UR CHEST !!!! FUCK !!!!!!!

EDGING.

Clapton davis x Fem.Reader

tags: Whiny Clapton (😋), Blowjob/Handjob, Dom Reader (MUAHAHAHAH), Edging, Overstimulation, Begging, Cum eating.

Always let me know if i forgot anything!!

Clapton Davis was probably the most popular guy in school, Already naturally gorgeous, Laid back hipster with no fucks to give, Kind and charismatic, it’s hard not to be when it comes to him naturally, Bold and optimistic, usually just confident all around.

He knew all of this about himself but. Here he is out of breath, tears threatening to leak out of his eyes, gripping onto your forearm as you’re repeatedly swiping your thumb across his already pleading cock head. Whines and whimpers, Pleads and cries for you to just let him cum as he’s doing everything in his will not to twitch and thrash around.

He remembers how he got here, he remembers hearing the teacher praise you about how you have the highest test scores of everyone in the class. How his ears rang when Mr.Kendall said Clapton should start taking after You.

At the time he was too busy trying to make Ione laugh and trying to impress her. Lighting the beaker in front of him, just for the fire alarm to go off and soaking the entire class in water.

At first he just laughed. It was a bit silly even if he knew something stupid, Then a bright smile etched his features as their teacher placed the graded test on his soaking wet desk. A blocky A was shining directly in his eyes. “Woah an A, Thank you!!” However as soon as he spoke those words the teacher leaned down to erase it into an F.

A defeated look replaced his features. His eyes lingered over to you as you try to wring out your jacket and save your homework and papers.

Another smile fell onto his face, The bell rang and he skipped his way over to you, a slightly startled expression he was met with.

Conversing with you, his mind was stuck on one thing. This was going to be too easy.

Yet here he is, Notes and practice tests scattered across the bed and floor as he’s staring directly at you. His mouth was completely soaked from his own drool, No matter how bad he wanted to cum it felt so fucking good being edged.

You’re cooing in his ear about how good he was doing and how gorgeous he looked being this slutty mess for you, your free hand wiped his drool away placing a kiss on his mouth and on his face.

Immediately he had reciprocated but stuffed his face in your neck, gripping onto your waist and your arm. “Mmmfmf Fuck Please. I wanna cum. I wanna cum so baddddd! Please please p-please let.” interrupted by his own loud whimper hiding his face deeper into your shoulder. “Y/N. Please ffuck. Please let me cum.”

His voice was strained, his neon teal shirt was soaked in his sweat. You’ve been at this for hours. He genuinely can’t believe he’s losing his mind over someone who he initially wanted to convince to cheat off of. You were pretty, You had the nicest voice ever, You were sweeter to him than any other girl he’s met. Easily he was slipped into this sort of submission after he kissed you. Felt your hands gently pawing at his chest and arms. Which lead you to your current situation.

“Clapton you’re doing so well for me.” You purred into his ear. Another swipe at his tip and he gasped grabbing at you tighter, if he even could. “You’ve held out for so long I think I can spare a bit of mercy.” you teased which made him feel even more light headed if he even could.

He felt you remove your hand off of his dick and he whined softly at the loss of contact. You gave him a small kiss on his nose and whispered. “Lay on your back.” he was at the start but he has found himself on his side trying to buck his hips into your hand.

Doing as he was told he felt his face get hot. He was still hard. It didn’t help to see you moving between his thighs which made him whine at just the sight. His body shivered as you started to place kisses against his length. One of his hand moved to hold your head very softly, just petting your hair and moving it out of your face. You were very pretty and he couldn’t help but bend to anything and everything you did.

Your hot mouth had encased itself around him and he let out a loud yelp. Your tongue softly flicked and moved around his weeping tip. “PleasePleasePlease Fuck.” he cried covering his eyes with his arm as his grip on your hair tightened. Tears spilled from his eyes, This feeling was too much but he didn’t want it to stop.

Your head bobbed lower taking in a majority of him in, with every move of your own he let out loud moans and pants, he doesn’t know how much more he could take.

You could tell, the way his hips bucked into your mouth out of instinct and his dick twitching and leaking unholy amounts of precum against your taste buds wasn’t unnoticed. You pulled your mouth off of him for just a second, soft kitten licks against him. “You can cum anytime you want gorgeous.” you whispered loud enough for him to hear, your mouth instantly wrapped back around him.

Clapton wasted no time, Gripping your head with both of his hands his eyes shakily stared at you as his bottom lip quivered, “Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Oh my god!” he basically shouted out as he finally was able to finish. he threw his head back and let out a soft whimper almost filling your mouth too much.

Wiping away your drool you swallowed before pushing yourself up to lay right next to him. He was still breathless. you wrapped your arms around him which he, without a second of doubt shoved his face between your chest and curled into you.

This made you giggle softly, stroking the back of his hair you kissed him all over his head which he leaned back to let you kiss his face, placing a million everywhere he just smiled at you lazily obviously exhausted from the relentless teasing you gave him.

“Can we study tomorrow? I’m so tired dude.”

Another giggle.

“Of course Clapton.”

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i need him so fucking bad chat i want him to skate across my mouth with HIS.

[luffyvace]

I need.....I NEED MORE SAIKI K X READER SHEWAS SCSKSB

I have been feed well by your small serie of saiki kusos x write reader 🤤

But may I request as saiki kusos w f!s/o who suddenly have makoto as a stalker?

(sorry if you don't understand this my first time requesting 😭😭)

AHHH IM GLAD YOU ENJOYED THE SERIES!!

that’s actually a great idea!! I’m super pumped to do this request! :)

Don’t worry I know just what ya mean!

⚠️stalking warning,⚠️ before I start, if I may 😵‍💫

💛

Saiki will know right away when he starts stalking you-

And ngl this is the perfect chance to get rid of him 😈🙏

just kidding! But seriously, he let go of all the times makoto’s annoyed him in the past, but now that’s he’s an issue with you? His girlfriend? The one girl he can actually tolerate, scratch that, loves??

yeah no buddy this one’s not gonna slide

unfortunately he cant punch him bc 1) Saiki’s too strong and 2) that’d draw a lot of attention to himself since Makoto is a celebrity

but what he can do?? Well, Plan A) pinch his cheeks till they hurt and threaten him, Upgraded Plan A) disguise himself then pinch his cheeks, Plan B) keep scaring the crap out of him every time he tries to follow you, Plan C) calmly talk it out with him that you two are an item, Plan D) tell Teruhashi and use her love for Saiki to his advantage, getting her to tell her parents and stop her brother, Plan E) Publicly expose that freak or Plan F) tell you you have a stalker if you haven’t noticed, and if you have, go to the police

wow! what well thought out plans! :) most of them won’t work

heres why!

upgraded plan A is better than just plan A but it will ultimately still draw attention

plan c is unlikely to work seeing as though how creepy that guy is, plus he doesn’t like Saiki

As of plan d Teruhashi can hardly stop him from being a creep to HER (😭⁉️) and i don’t know how well the parents will care, especially if he’s making them money..😟

plan e….seems like it would be successful..buuut i feel he would just use his celebrity status to will the evidence away, like speaking out about how he would “never” do that and doing charity 🙄 plus the fan girls probably won’t believe some rando who uploads that on the internet over they’re fav 😒

ngl plan F is really reasonable and has one of the highest chance of working, but yet again, the celebrity card will strike and he could pay off the police so they don’t do crap abt it 🤦‍♀️😑

therefore! Plan B it is! Seems the most likely to work + Saiki can get his revenge in a practically harmless way! :3

Thanks to his powers (for once 😭) no one is likely to believe even the Makoto when he says a flying guy dropped a pile of dog crap on him 😏🤷‍♀️

and even if they did when he tries to explain the full story he’ll have to keep lying to keep the lie of him not stalking you alive 👎

but he still will tell you if your unaware tho!

he’s likely gonna be hesitant if he knows you’ll freak about abt it but you deserve to know. And ofc he can always keep you safe (thanks magic powers, for being useful for once!) but he also would want your parents to know so if Makoto tries something they can have a lead.

so yes ultimately he tells you, likely at his house, in his room, and he tries to break it to you as gently as possible but…there’s no easy way to take that kind of info 😬😟

if you get scared or cry he’ll tell you his plan to make him leave you alone, and he tells you to tell your parents too. Essentially trying to console you

if you choose to trust him and react a bit calmer, maybe still worried, he’d ask if you still wanna go out in public knowing this, and if yes he’ll accompany whenever and wherever he can, especially since Makoto won’t wanna come up to you while he’s there, thinking Saiki’s your boyfriend

he is

Also If Makoto does anything perverted as far as taking sus pictures of you or imagining weird things with those photos he’ll rip them up and make the paper and random things fly around in his room, every time

He probably breaks his phones/cameras too, even if he buys knew ones, as punishment

onto the final battle!

let’s say your walking home from school and Makoto is following you, your boyfriend is close behind you both, monitoring the situation for a good chance to strike. First, you cross the railroad to get home, but Makoto has to fall back so you don’t see him, but when it’s his turn to go? Oh no! The trains coming! Where’d that even come from? there was no train?! CRAP!- huh? Wait..the trains gone..thank goodness?! 😭

oh wait! He needs to catch up to you! Well at least he knows where you live and what route you take through research! He needs to catch up! HOLY CRAP! What’s a mob doing here?! Did a fan see him?? How’d they find him..no way, don’t tell me they’re gonna find out what he’s doing..NO DONT COME ANY CLOSer…? They’re running past him? Well I guess he is in disguise..wait, they were running to this arch nemesis and top competition?! 😠 seriously?! That guy over him??

he proceeds to head over there to show the ladies who they should really be drooling over 😏 WAIT- HE CANT REVEAL HIMSELF RIGHT NOW?!- what?…where’d his wig go? THE WIND BLEW IT OFF?! HOLY- HE’S ABOUT TO GET FOUND OUT🫨 RUN 😭 🏃

aw man he’s outta breath, what are the odds the wind would blow his wig off near a mob of fans?! Now he’s gotta be extra careful following you! And it’s already late! Actually..it’s pretty darn dark….dang it! You’re probably in your house by now! Oh well…maybe you still have your window open and he can get some pictures that way! 👍

uh..is he starting to hear a second pair of footsteps..? But..no one’s around..why’s it getting louder..?! UH, it’s getting more aggressive now 😥….okay that’s it! he’s running..!

dang it! It’s chasing him! No way he can lead this creep to your house! (Ironic huh) he’s gotta take a wrong turn!

man! What time is it?! Midnight?! Has he really been running that long??? Why’s this freak still chasing him? And who is it?!?

alright! He’ll take a turn into that alley and lose ‘em! Then he’ll make a ‘U’ back to your house! Although there’s no way to be sure if your still up or not :/

hey! The footsteps are gone! Maybe think he lost him! Alright! He’ll take another turn and go back to your place!

🏃🏃

right as he turns the corner?

Saiki:👹

Jump scare!

he immediately calls his manager while running away, thinking he’s either a mass muderer, a demon or a stalker! 😱

and the best part is? Nobody will believe him 😊

ngl Saiki probably won’t let this slide even a couple days after he finds out Makoto’s stalking you, he’s quick to act and stop him bc no.

Super Saiki to your rescue! 🦸🤩😎

Ngl you’re beautiful so I see what Makoto sees in you but…..dude. Don’t stalk your crush.

🌸💐🌺

hope you enjoyed your hcs! -Brook

[hanasnx]

i desperately need more thoughts and ideas about baby daddy!anakin bcos why has that never crossed my mind??? that sounds so 😵‍💫

baby daddy!anakin.

MINORS DNI 18+ NOTES: isnt it so 🫠 WARNINGS: f!reader | baby daddy!anakin | toxic behavior | sexual content: smut but not too in depth | kinks: breeding, degradation | jealousy | you and anakin have a son together | no y/n

! ── You aren't married to ANAKIN SKYWALKER, even if he asked you— begged you to. It's not the right move, it's not what you want, and you won't let him bully you into doing "the smart thing" as he calls it. It's partly his fault you got knocked up, and he's acting as if marriage will magically solve it. He's not the kind of person you can share a life with, and you're not comfortable seeing him as often as you have to when you trade off your son to him. He's learned some boundaries, keeping his distance. Unfortunately, you fell for him and all his crazy tendencies. So it was more than difficult for him to sweep them under the rug when you two split. He noted how you responded negatively to when he came over unannounced, saying it was because he missed his son, when that was guise to see you. You responded even worse when he'd barged in after he threatened to break down the door. So he learned that he won't get what he wants when he does them. Even though, at one point, you liked those things about him. You liked that he took what he wanted, and now he has to repress those urges in order to be allowed visitation to his son at all.

! ── Of course, there are things you miss about him. You don't like the idea of teaching anyone how to please you, so the easiest thing is to ask him for his assistance since he's already an expert in the field. After heavy debate, you decide to call him after a bad date. “Hello? Is everything alright?” he demands into the receiver. This untimely hour could only be explained by an emergency, and his first thought is something happened to his son. “Hey.” your response on the other line is a sigh. “Everything’s fine. Can you come over?”

! ── Once the floodgates open, it takes no time at all to unravel each other. He knew he missed you, but he didn’t realize how much until you’re a quivering mess underneath him. Your dress having been hastily ridden up around your waist so he can twist your body to meet his needs, folding your legs up as he leans on you. That fat cock you adore being driven into the deepest parts of you, kissing that spongy spot inside you exactly how you like it. No one can do it like him. As frustrating at it is. You're partly to blame for his infatuation, you can't stay away from him either. Letting him do this to you, fuck you like this, planting those seeds of need within you.

! ── When you and him first split, he couldn't know about the dates. You would avoid tipping him off about them at all costs, anything to evade his potent jealous rage. "You've walked with my child growing inside you. And some stranger thinks he lays claim over you? What about me? Does my hard work mean nothing? Must I do it again?" As if you'd make the same mistake twice, let him breed you for a second time so you're reliant on him again. Or worse, you'd make the same mistake with someone different. Does he think that little of you? You and him were just stupid kids when your son came into the picture. Neither of you knew what you were doing. You're smarter now... aren't you?

! ── Now you use your dates as leverage. Make him angry, make him fuck you harder, make him fuck you like he's never fucked you before. Talk shit about whatever guy you let hit before you called him to "clean up that fucker's mess." and how after this, you'll "kick him out like you always do. but you can't stay away from him long." He'll even degrade himself, "And I'll keep coming back too. You'll do the same damn thing next week, act like you want nothing to do with me. Treat me like a stray. Only to get soft and horny and call me to come give you a fix 'cause you can't do a thing for yourself. You're a fucking addict, you know? I'm tired of it. But I'll keep doing it, because I'm the only one who fucking will. Only one who can handle you, isn't that right?"

! ── When the entrance sounds familiarly, he opens the door to the bedroom. Shirtless, and black pants hanging low on his hips, he leaves you spent in your bed as your son gets inside and realizes who's over. Your son breaks from the babysitter's hand, sprinting towards him. "Dad!" he exclaims. He stoops, catching his son in his arms to scoop him up. "My love," he responds tenderly, cradling the back of his son's head as their cheeks press together. "You're here!" his son notes with awe. You can hear them through the walls, smacking your hand against your forehead. He wasn't supposed to let your son know he was here, the babysitter's early. Fuck, now your son is gonna insist he stay for dinner or something. That's exactly his plan, isn't it? Use your son to get closer to you.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Yandere!Johnny Cage w/Singer! Darling

A/N: I was listening to one way or another by blondie tonight and this came into my head😩 This song was literally just the letters and threats that blondie’s stalker sent to her. She decided to make it into a song to not only put him on blast but to mock him. Ughhh This is so perfectttt!! I hope y’all enjoy this lol. Johnny is such a perfect yandere

Warnings: John Carlton 😵‍💫, toxic and abusive themes

Requests: open 24/7

Masterlist

Song reference—one way or another|blondie

Being in the public eye as a well known singer is wonderful. The fans, the interviews, the money and press are all great and all…that is until you’re trying to discreetly leave your obsessive ex boyfriend.

It was impossible trying to escape him. Every interaction, every address you stayed at and every new phone number you got was eventually leaked to the public and right back into Johnny’s grimy little hands.

For weeks after you initially left, he followed you everywhere. You swore you’ve seen a strangely familiar blonde drive past your friend’s place and wait out in parking lots. Even if it wasn’t him physically and the paranoia was getting the best of you, hundreds of vile letters and messages from Johnny were constantly being sent your way.

A lot of them read about how he was going to “get his hands on you” or how he’d “never stop stalking you and if he can’t find you, he’ll start going after everyone you loved…one by one.”

His threats shook you down to your core. Even the ones that weren’t threatening and were just love letters that declared his devotion were still creepy. He was so far gone and delusional about you. It was so surreal

Ignoring all of his messages was no use because all over social media, magazines and tv was him crying over you. Completely fabricating stories and lies about you. How he claims you’re manic right now and are a danger to yourself, how he just wants you back in his loving arms. Oh how safe you’d be when you get back to him. Bullsh*t

It was so out of control that you kept on the road. Hoping it’d keep him guessing on your next location. You even changed your hair and style to appear unrecognizable to the public. You became more homely looking but that hardly worked and only made things worse. The public started believing him more and more with your changed appearance and new nomadic lifestyle.

Soon your passion for music and lively personality became merely a hollow shell of what it used to be. So consumed by fear and anxiety that you hardly could function….you was terrified for the day he’d inevitably get you.

It wasn’t until months later where his “concern” for you died down and he was in his “moving on” phase, that something switched inside of you. He was on a talk show and the conversation of you came up,

“Yeah…what a shame about Y/N. Once a bright star now a mentally disturbed soul. Oh well, that sucks for her. You can’t help anyone who doesn’t want it. I tried giving her a taste of the high life but obviously some people aren’t destined for greatness like me. Hopefully she’ll make a living off of all the crack though.”

Oh…that dirty bastard. So cocky and self righteous. The only reason why you’re in this predicament is because of him and his trifling actions towards you. From the hours he’d yell and lock you in his room, to the obsessive stalking and threats are all now reduced down to what???…you being some kind of druggie?!

Your fire was back!!

You’ve been silent, trying to let this all blow over so you could finally have some peace again but hell no. You’ve given up everything while he gets to sit all high and mighty like he’s some angel.

He wants to mock you, and make you into some sort of laughing stock?? Give it back to him…harder

Compiling all the letters, texts, emails and voicemails…you’ve decided to come back into the spotlight. And what better way to have a new single that literally is written by the abuser’s incriminating evidence.

The media is excited and eating everything all up …

And for Johnny? Oh that man is lividddd. Oh he’s so freaking pissed. Just listening to a minute of the song he knows exactly what stupid little stunt you pulled.

How dare you put him expose like that and turn the media on him.

You wanna be a cunt…fine…this isn’t over, Y/N.

[tired-biscuit]

BISCUIT OMFGGGSGHH

brothersbestfriend!kiba dicking you out when your brother is sleeping in the next room😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

he’s got his hand clamped over your mouth to keep you quiet, but when he feels your pussy squeeze around him, it feels so good that you also have to shut him up… so you’re both just holding onto each other, trying not to moan into each other’s palms, trying to be as silent as possible even though he’s balls deep and the headboard of the bed is threatening to slam against the wall.

the morning after is so weird too because your bed sheets still smell like him, as do your clothes and skin, but when you come trudging down the stairs eventually, he’s pretending like you aren’t even there while he plays video games with your brother in the living room. you would have thought you’d dreamt the entire thing if it weren’t for the pain between your legs. he’s completely stone-faced and when you try being sweet by saying hi, all he gives you is some lame ass nod or something like that instead of the usual tease. even your brother thinks he’s acting weird.

like, where did all that personality go all of a sudden? the ego? the arrogance?

but there’s a reason for that. he might be an asshole, but he values friendship greatly, i think; especially the boyish, ‘bros 4ever’ kind. and the fact that he’s been prohibited from sliding into your DMs by your sibling, and had instead chosen to take a step towards the extreme and slip right into your cunt, irks him greatly as much as it delights him. he doesn’t like letting his best friend down, but you’re just so appealing and he wants you so bad and what was he supposed to do? you invited him into your room to watch a movie at one in the morning, dressed in nothing else but a freaking t-shirt... how could he say no to that?

you definitely argue about this in the future.

[lustheavens]

For Both Our Sakes part 3 - Vincenzo Ricci x reader

Summary: After everything that happened with your now deceased boyfriend and the fight with your brother Vincenzo the day is finally here to escape the threatening grasp of the Salieri family. Having taken your brother’s advice very seriously to get the hell out of Lost Heaven, you are now minutes away from your goal. However, the mafia always seem to be one step ahead and in this case…it’s your own flesh and blood.

Warnings: Angst.

A/N: Hello! So I finally got around to finish the last part of a previous fic that I made where Vincenzo’s sister was dating Sergio Morello. I really wanted to do my best but at the same time it’s been sitting in my drafts for so long so I kind of just wanted to finally post it. So sorry if it’s a bit rushed 😵‍💫 Anyway, hope you enjoy!

You throw one last look over your shoulder to reassure yourself that nobody has been following you before jumping into the taxi that will take you to Lost Heaven Airport. As you’ve put your seatbelt on you lean closer to the front seat row to make sure the driver hears your properly. “Lost Heaven Airport, please.” You say, the words coming out a bit more rushed than you had hoped. So many things are currently running through your mind making it ten times harder to focus on one thing at a time. “It’s urgent.” You add. The driver nods his head and before you know it you’re being escorted out of the city. You try to get comfortable in your seat hoping to find some kind of consolation in the scenery passing by outside the window. You let out a deep sigh while unconsciously biting on your nails nervously. This will be it. You promised your brother to leave Lost Heaven for good and never come back - that is if you want to stay alive. A part of you can’t help but worry about your brother. What will they do to him? There’s no chance they’d be as ruthless towards him as they would be to you if you got caught, right?

Before your thoughts can wander off any further you are interrupted by the car coming to a stop. “This is your stop, miss.” The cab driver says before exiting the car and opening your door for you. You give him a slight smile before getting out of the car yourself while trying to keep your head low in case someone would recognise you somehow. The cab driver opens the trunk of the car and gets your bags out for you before putting them down on the ground. He looks at you with a polite smile. “The ride has already been paid for. Have a safe flight.” He says before getting back in the cab and driving off. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion for a quick moment before shaking the thoughts of who could possibly have paid for your fare off. You hastily pick up your belongings from the sidewalk and throw another quick glance over your shoulder before making your way into the airport, picking up speed the closer you get. Once inside it almost feels like a relief - almost. It seems like the whole city has decided to travel today which makes the perfect cover for you as you quickly try to navigate to the help desk without coming off as too suspicious.You hastily make your way over to the lady standing behind the help desk, dropping your bag with a thud on the floor. You grab onto the edge of the desk while trying to catch your breath for a moment. The lady looks at you with slight concern. “Can I help you, miss?” She asks, leaning forward slightly. You nod and pull out your plane ticket from your coat before handing it to her. “I’m flying to England. Do you happen to know where I should go?” The stress of someone connected to your brother’s gang possibly having spotted you starts to catch up to you and it takes every ounce of your strength not to throw glances over your shoulder every ten seconds. The lady behind the help desk nods before trying to guide you through gestures. “If you follow this corridor straight and then take a left you should see the exit doors which leads you to the hangars. Big glass doors, you can’t miss it.” You give her a quick nod and a smile before making your way in the direction she showed you.

“Flight 306, destination London, England, now boarding!” You quickly act upon the announcement and get in line to board the plane. You know it’s too early to let out a breath of relief but you can’t help but feel as if maybe there’s a chance of a new start, a completely new life. Considering everything that has been happening lately, and the bare fact that the Salieri family wants you dead, there is absolutely no chance for you to stay in Lost Heaven. And the painful memory of the disappointment in your beloved brothers eyes when you got caught having a romantic relationship with Sergio Morello...

You’re pulled back into reality when the flight attendant asks you for your plane ticket. You quickly pull it out of your coat once again and hand it to him. He clips the edge off before handing it back to you, motioning for you to enter the plane and take your seat. However, the moment you sit down you feel a light tap on your shoulder. You look up and see the flight attendant standing there, motioning over his shoulder with his thumb. “Miss, someone requests your attention.” You try to catch a glimpse of who wants to speak to you but to no use. “Who?” You ask, an unsettling tingle spreading throughout your body. What if Salieri’s men finally caught up with you? The flight attendant shrugs his shoulder. “They wouldn’t say. They only requested to speak to you urgently, in the main building.” You swallow hard and nod before standing up, your legs slowly turning into jelly. “You have 20 minutes before take-off.” You take a quick look around before making your way to the back of the plane where the exit is. With heavy steps you walk down the ladder and make your way back into the airport waiting area, the place still bustling with people. You scan the room carefully as the panic starts to rise. Your breathing gradually becomes heavier and shorter and within seconds your feet start moving on their own, back in the direction of where the plane is waiting for you. You have to get out of here. You promised your brother that you would disappear. Going back now would not only imply a broken promise to Vinny but also to yourself. The only way to get out of this alive is to leave. Now.

You quickly pick up the pace as you hurry along the waiting hall not caring anymore to look if anyone’s following you. Suddenly you feel someone gripping onto your upper arm tightly, pulling you into a secluded room and away from the loud noises and curious eyes. Your breath gets caught in the back of your throat and instantly you start flailing your arms around in a fight-or-flight response. A hand is brought up to cover your mouth as you scream in panic. You can’t figure out who it is since the whole room is pitch black, but you’re certain it’s a man. Despite your protests he starts dragging you along the floor until your back is pushed up against a wall. “Shh, shh, shh...” the man softly hushes you, the slight shakiness in his voice quite prominent. “It’s going to be okay.” You don’t say anything but in a strange way you feel a little bit comforted by the man’s words. Suddenly you hear clicks and clanks when suddenly an ice cold surface presses against your temple sending shivers down your spine. “It’ll all be okay.” The man’s voice cracks and you instantly realise who it is - Vincenzo. Your eyes widen and the panic once again strikes you. “Vinny?!” He hushes you again, this time with a much sharper tone. “Please,” he begs, his voice softening up a little. “Don’t make this more difficult than it already is.” His voice is low och faint, his words coming out as more of a whisper than anything else. He lets go of you before standing up, leaving you a hopeless mess on the ground. Your legs are weak but even so you try to stand up as well, leaning against the wall. You watch as your brother walks across the room in silence, a tear starting to roll down your cheek. “Vinny...” you say more gently this time, his name rolling off your tongue slowly. “What is going on?” you ask, the silence killing you inside. His head hangs low as he squats down, his back still facing you, with his hands covering his face. You hear him take a deep breath before he stands up once again. “I’m so sorry...”

Click, click, bang.

You suddenly feel yourself slide down the brick wall, your breath completely caught at the back of your throat. An incredibly warm sensation spreads throughout your chest but before you can look down to see what’s causing that feeling the world around you becomes blurry, very blurry. You hear rushed footsteps getting closer but even the noises around you starts drowning out slowly but surely. The bullet hit you right in the center of your chest but the adrenaline already running rampage in your system causes the injury to feel less serious than it is. You’re shaken out of your blurry thoughts once you feel Vincenzo grab onto you, his strong embrace holding you as close to him as physically possible. Your eyes meet his gaze which is full of regret. “It’s all my fault.” You mumble in between moments of your consciousness fading in and out. He shakes his head as you catch a tear stream down his cheek. “This would have never happened if I took my responsibility as your big brother.” He says, his voice strained as he fights back the tears that are threatening to fall. “My choices and decisions caused all of this.” You reach one hand up to stroke his cheek with your thumb. You manage to let a slight smile appear on your lips. “And it’s been one hell of a ride.” He looks at you in disbelief, probably thinking you’re crazy for finding humour in anything right now. “You could say that.” His grip tightens around you as he noticed your presence slowly decreasing with each passing second.

“Vinny?” He instantly looks at you, brushing a couple of hair strands off your face. “Do you think I’m a bad person for…you know?” His eyes widen slightly and you can literally sense a piece of him breaking at your question. He keeps brushing his fingers through your hair, faint sniffles escaping every now and then. “I could never. You’re my baby sister and if anyone’s a bad person it’s me for letting all of this happen to you.” More tears roll down his face as he moves one hand over to stroke your cheek instead. You use the last strength in your body to reach up to grab his wrist. “I forgive you.” The words come out as a whisper as the world around you gradually turns white, your eyes closing in the process. “I’m so tired.” You whisper faintly. Vincenzo lets go of the tear stream he’s been trying to hold back all this time once he realises that he’s losing you. He plants a long kiss on your forehead, squeezing his eyes shut as he hears you take your last breath.

“I’ll see you on the other side. I promise.”

[teddybeartoji]

mickey i am kissing ur brain so gently i literally just woke up but i saw the bi!toji post ……… 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 REAL & CANON BTW but for some reason the first thought that popped into my head was. uni au….. janitor!toji/professor!reader…………….. hear me out.

toji who just stopped working as an assassin and is trying to get his life together, who just happened to land a job as a janitor at a prestigious university that he takes fairly seriously…. (i just knowww he hates littering students with every fibre of his being. catches them in the act and reaches for his gun out of old habit LMAO) and there’s this nerdy little professor who always arrives at the uni first thing in the morning, without fail, and always gives toji a cheery little greeting when he does. wearing his cozy sweaters and vests and scarves and smiling all bright and sleepy. and for some reason he almost always takes his coffee breaks conveniently close to wherever toji is cleaning… so they can chat a bit….. even though toji usually just listens and grunts every now and then.

and at first toji feels kinda Threatened by this pretty boy bc ???? whyyyy is he interrupting my precious cleaning time. is he trying to supervise me? show off his fancy degrees??? …. reader has the fattest crush on him but toji genuinely doesn’t realize bc he’s wired to always mistrust others :// meanwhile reader is watching him clean internally going what the fuck what the fuckkk why is he wearing a compression shirt it’s literally fucking freezing??? is he teasing me???? does he know?????? they’re both losers actually. big romcom vibes

BUT YEAH i just picture professor!reader being a sleepy but cheery little guy….. who loves loves loves teaching and talking about his subject of choice and toji starts to really enjoy their talks bc reader’s eyes shine soooo brightly when he’s chattering away… all excited and gleaming….. and toji kinda hates teachers but he decides to make an exception this once. maybe starts to initiate conversations of his own every now and then… who knows…………….

OK THAT’S ALL PDHJDDHJF 😭😭 this came to me in a vision and ofc i had to share…. imagine me at a board meeting pointing at my little graphs and powerpoints while u sit in a big ceo chair overlooking the city… pondering janitor!toji and the future of this company…... mickey ur posts genuinely make me fully insane i hope u know that. bi!toji is real and loves you specifically btw <333333 I HOPE U HAVE A LOVELY DAY MWAH :3

ARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I NEED TO KISS U RN!!!

LIKE THIS ISN'T OKAY BY ANY MEANS HOW DID YOU COOK THIS UP AND WHY IS IT LITERALLY PERFECT AND ALSO HOW IS IT SO IN LINE WITH WHAT I HAD IN MY HEAD?????????????? HOW???????

OKAY FIRST OF ALL WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT PROFESSOR!READER KIND OF BEING LIKE TAKEDA FROM HAIKYUUUU??????????????? LIKE THAT'S IMMEDIATELY HOW HE POPPED INTO MY HEAD AND NOW I CAN'T STOP IMAGINING HIM LIKE THAT I ALS OCAN'T TAKE OFF THE CAPS LOCK BC I'M GENUINELY SO INVESTED IN THIS FUCKING AU IT'S INSANE

but yeah he's always wearing the comfiest fits just like u said - sweaters, vests, a button-up shirt and a colorful tie sometimes (he was super nervous about wearing the tie at first bc he thought he'd look stupid but he got over it and now he has a rule of wearing a tie at least once a week)(canon). when it's cold he's wearing an oversized coat and an equally big scarf and toji thinks it's very cute i mean what who said that.

another thing just popped into my head when u called him a sleepy guy..... what if it's already like afternoon and all of the students are gone and the professor was supposed to be grading their papers or smth but when toji happens to walk by his class he's just sleeping on the table............... PLSSSS I THINK IT'S SO CUTEE i can see it so clearly in my head the professor's glasses are really weirdly on his face and his mouth is open with a bit of drool spilling out lmao and at first toji just shakes his head like damn this guy is stupid but then he realizes that he's smiling? that his own lips just curved into a small smile all on their own and he's kinda freaked out about it and leaves really fast hasgahsaghshgagsha HE'S A LITTLE AWKWARD SOMETIMES OKAY even big scary teddy bears have their little love moments yk

my immediate thought was that toji would actually be the one to develop the crush first btw................ and he'd be a little like ???? maybe this is his first real male crush? and the reader is just kind of oblivious to it like he thinks that yk toji seems like the straighest guy on the first glance lmao and he thinks that he doesn't have a chance but hehehehehe he's very wrong IDK WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THAT i wanna know

DON'T GET ME WRONG THOUGH I DO REALLYREALLY LIKE the reader kind of thirsting over him hihihihihi he's so real for that AND I LOVE THE IDEA OF TOJI EVENTUALLY STARTING MORE CONVOS!!!!!! FUCK OFFF HE'S SOO SWEET AAAAAAAAA i love him so much have i said that already

who do you think would take the step to go further though? IN YOUR SCENARIO I MEAN it would obviously take time. a lot of it. bc toji is well... like he is and the professor is nervous and he's kind of afraid to overstep even though he likes him sooooo much... okay i kinda feel like toji would....... and it almost makes the poor professor have a heart attack bc WHAT? hihihihiihi stoppppppppppppp i can see them both in my head soooo clearly and i'm so fucking in love with them they're so cute aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

also got this idea of the professor breaking smth in his class idk like he sits on the chair and one of the legs breaks or smth lmao and he goes on a lookout for smth to fix it with (??????) and he finds toji!!!! and he comes to his rescue, teasing the professor a little bc how the hell did he break the chair you know. and maybe he professor blushes a little..................... IT'S TOJI C'MON EVERYBODY WOULD BLUSH A LITTTLE and then maybe the professor brings him a pastry or something the next day as a thank you and now it's toji who's..... cheeks are looking a little pink?????? and he's grumbling that it's my job. no need to thank me. but the professor just dismissed that immediately and just presses the pastry into his hands and waves him goodbye with a smile. AAAAAAAAAAAH I CAN'TTTT I'M SMILING SO BIG RN MY CHEEKS HURT WHAT IN THE FUCK THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

ARI. MY SWEETEST LITTLE ANGEL. CAN I USE THIS IN THE DRABBLE I STARTED? LIKE I'M GONNA LINK THIS IN THERE TOO. i just started the drabble based on one of the asks i got - toji just smiling while he's listening to his little bf ramble about his day but i'd love to sprinkle this in there. like maybe he taught a class on smth he really likes so he's just so excited about it. excited that the students were loving the topic or whatever. BUT I DO NEED YOUR PERMISSIONN!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME YOU ALWAYS DO I'M SOOOO GRATEFUL FOR YOUUUUUUUUUU<33333 i can't believe you just cooked it up are you actually gordon ramsay btw? i know you are don't lie to me ari. BI!TOJI LOVES US BOTH THAT'S WHY HIS TITS ARE SO BIG HE'S STORING HIS LOVE FOR US IN THERE!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU HAD A REALLY REALLLY GOOD DAY MY LOVE MWAH MWAH MWAH<333333333

[blaqueswanzaghouliishiilikeda]

mmm…

i wanna talk about paul. i dont think i lingered too much there. bc it’s a sensitive spot i guess? it’s a sensitive thing to be openly unwell. my focus with this post if i really even have that is his relation with louis. i wanna talk about paul in relation to how louis treats him and that being a reason why i love louis so much too. i love both characters. i think paul doesnt really ever get mentioned in fandom much. which is the psychosis experience tbh. so it tracks.

it’s a public spectacle every one wants so desperately to ignore and to be over. in my personal experience (and i don’t think i’m alone in this) the person going through it wants it to be over too. wants that people don't see them that way. but paul’s whole character is generally ignored other than in conversations about whether or not lestat caused his suicide, which was a compelling conversation. whether or not he did is a incredibly prickly thing in the gut of the story. and to be followed up with Louis staying with Armand after having killed claudia who has a thread with paul too. she has a manic/psychotic moment. she’s a collector. she’s a lot of things that society doesn’t want to see exist. (nor does the fandom but i digress) and the way she lives in this undead world is as if she doesnt exist at all so manny ways (like paul in life too in ways) we’ve spoken of if you are someone who dares to acknowledge the fullness of her character. i said this was about paul but im working through a connection in real time. i think that’s why i wanna talk about paul. bc he carries so much of the story in the little time he was alive. and his death is the catalyst for louis’ initial death. not the one lestat gave him, but the one that made it possible for lestat to convince him in the first place. ( the spiritual one maybe? idk. im just thinking thoughts)

what i never question in regards to paul and louis’ relationship, is that louis loves him. that’s what actually makes that: “did lestat kill him really? and whether or not he did kill him….louis thought he did and stayed?” conversation so insane in the membrane to me. because the way he treated paul shows me he does love him so much. one: something in him died with paul. another thing is that louis genuinely wanted him around. he advocated for him to stay out of the hospital. he took him out as soon as he was given the power to as head of household when his father died. (i have so many questions about his own feelings and opinions on his father.) he openly spent time with him. paul was his favorite person. he let paul crawl into bed with him. which is kind of big deal from what i know in the openly unwell population. not a lot of people want to comfort that. and louis allowing his male brother into bed with him for that tender moment is kind of a key moment for him to me bc of how the pressures of homophobia can affect how men are made to feel they can treat their male family members too. Louis sees him and his need and is willing to give it to him. louis wants to be there for his brother. he decides he’ll be the one to take care of him. tells grace not to worry about paul. he would take care of him. he assures paul he wont see lestat anymore. louis’ love for paul was in the way of lestat’s wants and desires. maybe paul did have suicidal ideation already. maybe many things can be true.

(i meant to post this during disability month, but i went through it and so now i’ll just continue where i left off)

louis struggling with killing a man with a daughter and wanting to go home to his brother…😵‍💫. paul isnt a child, but louis was his caretaker. in paul you see louis shine in that role (barring the bit where he pulls a knife out, and threatens to gut him, bc that was a performance. it’s not great but he didn't even want to do that). louis recognizing that locking away a man for having delusions just because he has them at all made paul worse was such a powerfully impactful thing to me. i say this fully well knowing sometimes going to the hospital can be beneficial these days, but even still being locked up there?? drugged and treated horribly given he was black and in a time when mentally ill people were treated heinously? louis saying he belongs at home and seeing to it that paul gets to be home with his family. spending time with him like he’s a person beyond his disability. beyond his delusions. that shit makes me like quiver and cry tbh. that’s mostly what people going through that need most of all and don’t receive. he loved paul. and when paul dies louis dies. idc. (so if lestat’s did take paul away from louis….he killed him twice….also while i’m here i have stirring thoughts about lestat knowing he could tell paul his truthful intentions in town and that out of paul’s mouth no one would believe him. maybe that’s the whole thought. or maybe i’ll come back to it. idk)

(i think in some ways claudia was also theyre to fill the casm paul created too. sorry none of this is like linear or anything im just thinking i guess. maybe i’ll make get into how i see they’re related later.)

[novembermorgon]

What would it be like if Maegor and Aenys were born girls?

Would Myrielle be happy that she gets to be a girl mum to not 1 but 2 girls? Or would she resent them for not being boys since she was raised as a traditional westeros wife and she "failed" to give her husband sons? Would she be upset she's not closer to the line of succession because their girls? How would Aerion feel about only having daughters? Instead of Aerea would he bring a boy bastard to court?

Anyways big fan of your ocs, love reading about them<3

HMMM ...

i think the main issue here is, yeah, having two girls is kind of a problem in terms of westerosi expectations and what myrielle would have been taught to want and expect from her marriage . she might have been happy with just two daughters to dote on and care for and raise for herself, but now she hasn't really given aerion an heir and so they're both going to be disappointed . especially because in my mind aerion is very much maekar's golden boy, almost brought up as his heir even if daeron is in the way (maybe they just figured he'd drink himself into a pit and die prematurely lol) - and so he wants to put forward an idea of being that perfect, shining example of a prince and a son. i don't think he feels like he has any use for daughters at all if he doesn't already have a son .

not to say they don't get kind of hovered over anyways. if you have no son to be heir at least make sure your daughters are perfect to marry off to some high lord somewhere. please give aerion brightflame more daughters to raise. he is normal and can be trusted around female targs. imagine that deranged scary wojak here

i don't think he'd bring a bastard boy home though ... atp both him and myrielle are like 20-21 and not notably unhealthy or anything so i think he would put all his eggs in the 'just have another kid when he gets back from lys' basket 10/10 times rather than giving any sort of titles or entrusting a bastard with anything. even aerea he doesn't actually do anything for so with a bastard that might threaten any trueborn children he has i think he'd be more likely to have them killed than anything else 😵‍💫 whether they actually manage to have another kid or not is up in the air . who knows . maybe!

thank you anon!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

dilfguru is EVERYTHING <333 he came across so dominant to me but like. in the most gentle way?? like it’s not forceful or combative. it’s just that calm, loving, genuine dominance. the kind that’s comforting (lowkey relaxing?? why do i feel like dilfguru gives asmr-ist vibes? 👀 teehee). soft dominance, to me, sorta feels like a really warm embrace. you captured that essence so beautifully in this fic. nothing about his dominance felt… threatening? idk if i’m making sense let me shush 😩 it was very natural and seamless, like all of your creations <3

it’s so rare to see suguru characterized so well and so accurately. the way you write him (and all characters tbh) is so gorjus. exquisite. a delicacy, if you will!!! i’m so so happy i’ve found you. the way you write is absolutely breathtaking, i can’t get enough. YOU ARE A GEM. i hope you have an amazing day and i hope you sleep so so good and have the best dreams. <3

ANONNNNNNNNN

this ask is so sweet i can’t handle it AND THAT’S SOOOOO REASSURING TO HEAR??????? that’s EXACTLY how i wanted him to come across lmao. he’s so dominant!!!! but in such a gentle & soothing way!!!!!!! not threatening at all… he just has this Presence to him that i think melts you completely :’) he’s so sweet. and confident. and comforting!!!

just being next to him is like free asmr tbh bc can you even imagine living your life with that honeyed voice in your ear……. imagine it anon………. him leaning in close to whisper in your ear while guiding you through a crowd with his hand on your lower back… orrrrr he’s cradling you close in the morning and rasping out a deep, sleepy greeting…. 😵‍💫😵‍💫 yeah.

tysm for your sweet words 🥹 it always means so much to hear people like my characterization, especially when it comes to someone as complex as suguru….. it’s a delicate balance between his gentle nature and more dominant traits <3 and i’m so happy you enjoy it!!!! YOU are an absolute gem and i’m so happy you found your way to me 🥹🥹 ily.

[antoncore]

sorry i hope i’m not annoying but i’m bored too🤭🤭🤧

i’ve never rly paid that much attention in that way to sohee but like i imagine if u got partnered up for a project at uni and he came over to help u work on it and he was being annoying and u got mad at him for it but then he popped a boner because of u being stern with him and raising ur voice😳🤭🤭 so ofc you have to help him out and suck him off while he tangles his fingers in ur hair and whimpers so desperately it’s so cute how pathetic and whiney he gets when you fondle his balls and suck on his length!!! when he cums you’d swallow for him cuz he was so good for u<333333

but then idk i could also see sohee who u don’t really spare a second glance but then ur at a frat party together and end up in some kind of seven minutes in heaven scenario and he kinda goes a little crazy with u now that he finally has a chance to show u how bad he’s wanted u<33 like maybe he’d just give you the best head you’ve ever gotten, eating you out in someone else’s closet while you pull on his hair and muffle your moans with the back of ur hand cuz you’d never live it down if someone caught you letting him slut you out :( he’d definitely mess with u though and use his fingers, sucking harshly on ur clit and whispering nasty things to u about how ur giving it up so easy for him, he expected better from u :( and u whine about how that’s the whole point of the game is to mess around with the person ur paired with but he’s like “is cumming on my face part of it?” and ur so close u can feel the tension inside of you threatening to snap and you almost want to try to deny urself so he doesn’t get the satisfaction but he starts using his fingers again and you can’t help urself :((( after u cum, if u had any time left he’d use his tongue to clean you up and maybe even kiss u, even though you’d recoil a little, he’d hold ur jaw in place and stick his tongue in ur mouth to force you to taste urself ! and then you’d go back to the party only to find a room half an hour later so u can take his cock this time :)

not me being like.. i don’t think about him.. and then saying all this😓😓

- 🧸 anon

I AM SO DEAD😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

can imagine sohee’s little whimpers, would be so pretty!! feel like he wouldn’t even be able to speak bc he just loves the way you suck his cock. would wanna coo at him that he’s so cute like this, making him blush and squirm under you. and when he cums down your throat, he’s too shy to ask to take a picture so he keeps the mental image in his head. every time after he saw you on campus (which was multiple times a day), he’d go back to his dorm and jerk off, wishing it was your mouth wrapped around his cock again :( he wanted you so bad but was scared you’d never give him the time of day again, watching as you talked to other guys.

on the flip side, i rlly think he could be cocky too (idk why but i find the thought of him being cocky quite hot???) like he would just LOVE having you moan his name, it’s what he’s been wanting to hear for so long. he would slut you out completely, loving the way you reacted to him (you were so adorable, how could he not love it) and would love having you in front of the mirror so you could watch yourself fall apart for him. you didn’t know whether to love or hate the way he made you feel, like putty in his hands - his touch making you so weak :( you’d be cumming all over his cock and he’d want pictures to remember in his words ‘the neediest girl he’s ever fucked’. this definitely wouldn’t be the last time he had you like this, possibly leading to a situationship (bc he doesn’t want to behave like a simp - yet)

screaming, creaming over this tbh

[missbunnybunny]

Why was Widow even allowed to do this? Lil miss, " Watch ya self she bite." Widow Threatening author-san. Crack, that's all I can say. This is pure crack. And no Widow, you can't tie Graves to a missile and blow him up, just cuz you hate him.

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✨️Training time with the squad ✨️

*Ghost and soap training: Aka, wrestmenia. Wait, did soap just go flying, screaming bloody murder. Umm nah.*

*Gaz and König Umm, we not gonna talk about that....*

*And Widow, wait, where is Widow?!? Oh, there she is. Widow how the fuck did you get up there. Why are you up on the tire stack?*

__Widow time__

Widow v. Graves

Graves: So what ya wanna do hun?

Widow: Oh, nothing. Just self-defense.

Ghost: All, right, Ya ready.

*Widow and graves nod.*

Graves: Lady's first 😉.

Widow: Well, thank you. * bitch slaps him*

Graves: That's a good hit. * hits her in the side*

Ghost: Widow when ya done. U got food on the table, in the break room.

Widow: food,BET! Better scramble like an egg before you get folded like an omelet!

Graves: Huh?

*Widow WWE graves into the floor mat*

* commentator playing in the background: AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA 🎺🎺*

Ghost: Widow what the fuck?!?

Widow: Food. That's what happened.

*Everyone still processing how a small human slammed a bigger human at the speed of light cus she heard food*

Gaz: Well, that's widow for ya.

*Graves knocked out on the mat*😵‍💫💀

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*König exercising with a tight shirt*

*Widow looking at könig with stars in her eyes*

König: Maus, are you alright? Your spacing out.

Widow: mmm.. yeah, am good. Hey, can you come here?

König: alright, but am still sweaty. * König stans before Widow.*

*Widow stans up and holds his right arm and bites him*

König: Maus! That's dirty! Why did you do that?

Widow: eh, you look like a snack to me ☺️.

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✨️It's time O F F for squad 141✨️

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Widow: Hey, guys? Can ya go with me to the mall. I wanna buy some new clothes and shoes.

Ghost: Sure, I could go for some new clothes.

Soap & Gaz : Sure.

Widow: it's okay if you don't wanna come with us, könig.

König: it's alright, Maus.

__ At the Mall __

Widow: Aww, look at those shoes. * points out the shoes*

Widow: is it alright if I go buy them?

*everyone nods in agreement.*

Widow: All right, I'll call ya when am done. Bye-bye.

__ in the store __

Widow: Hi, hello. I would like to buy those shoes right there.

Cashier: Oh, am sorry. But someone just bought the last pair.

Widow: That's alright, I'll just look around.

Cashier: If you need anything else, just call me, and I will be right over.

* Widow goes to the shoe section*

Widow: I really like those shoes. And I have been good.

Author-san: .....

Widow: I know you can hear me, Miss Author.

Author-san: Widow you can't break the 4th wall, just cuz ya want some shoes.

Widow: Yes, I can, and I will. Shoes or we have a problem.

Author-san: que niña más malagradesida 😒(what an ungrateful child)

Widow: shoes, please😊

*Author-san gives Widow whatever she wants in fear of being threatened again*

Widow: Aww, author-san is so kind to me. I knew you loved me.

__ 10 mins later__

Soap: Ye, look happy, lass.

Widow: Yup, I got the last pair just for✨️ M E.✨️

Author-san: I was threatened and harassed.

Ghost: What was that?

Widow: Oh, nothing. * hiding her gun away again*

König: Maus I got you this I hope you like it.

Widow: she's so cute! I love her, thank you. * gives him a kiss on the cheek*

Ghost: Get a room already.😒😒

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Like I said, this is pure crack. So yeah, enjoy this madness.

Bonus:

Widow: feeling that golden experience ✨️ jojo pose:

Pose - soap and gaz - :

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Bye yall...this is the craziest thing I have made so far. Bro should I just stop writing this?

[madara-fate]

Ok, so this usually isn't something I care about, but this kind of baffled me and made me actually question some things haha.

I've been seeing these conversations everywhere lately and was curious. People keep saying that itachi was the weakest Uchiha, and I was just like😵‍💫 Huh? I get not being able to beat Madara because, yeah, he was ridiculously strong, but the weakest!? Didn't Obito say in the manga he didn't do anything while itachi was alive because he didn't wanna fight him? I mean, itachi graduated from the academy super early, became captain of the anbu at like 11, he wasn't a pushover or anything, they did hype him up almost the whole show lol. He was deathly ill, and ppl still had a hard time with him. I guess him being called the weakest, like factory, reset my brain.

Your thoughts?

Itachi definitely wasn't the weakest Uchiha. I mean, the fact that he was able to slaughter the entire clan (with Obito's help), many of whom he took down face to face rather than a sneak attack, is already proof enough of that. And that's not mentioning all of the other feats you mentioned. There's a reason Itachi was acknowledged as a prodigy among the Uchiha. It wouldn't make any sense for him to be acknowledged as such if he was the weakest one.

Didn't Obito say in the manga he didn't do anything while itachi was alive because he didn't wanna fight him?

Unless there's a scene I'm forgetting, that wasn't quite what he said.

In the novel, after Itachi threatened to kill Obito should he harm the village, Obito remained calm, and the narration mentioned how both of them acknowledged the other as an opponent.

Then in the manga, Obito stated to Zetsu that he was honouring his agreement with Itachi to not harm Konoha, but was now no longer bound to that agreement since Itachi had died:

So I don't think that it was necessarily that Obito didn't want to fight him, but more so that he simply wanted to honour their agreement. Still though, he acknowledged Itachi's skills, and there are not many people, Uchiha or not, who Obito has acknowledged in that manner.

[fluffallamaful]

Tummy tickles in general are absolutely adorable.

Also: tummy kisses. Especially as some sort of comfort tickles. He’s nervous and kind of expecting the other to blow a raspberry, but instead they coo over how cute his blushing belly is and give it little gentle kisses. Bonus points if someone else is holding his head in their lap and stroking his hair, making comments about how cute he is and about how the other should “try kissing near his belly button: it’s redder than the other areas, must be begging for some attention”.

Eventually Dream falls asleep under their ministrations. Like, they’re still kissing him and giving him gentle tickles, and then the one near his head says that he thinks Dream’s asleep.

(Healing AU, maybe?)

fzggzgde i got carried awayyyy 😵‍💫

ok ok ok ok baxkidjse ok so consider this; dream’s head is resting in quackity’s lap, and sapnap is giving the tummy kisses? like the combination of csap showering cdream in tummy kisses, while cquackity teases him and pets his hair? fxgzgh

(more discussion belowwww)

🦙🦙🦙…

its also just sweet to imagine that the news about dream, his injuries, and his supposed leaf-turning is what brings sap and quackity back together :(( like the karl stuff is just so stressful for them and so when quackity turns up in kinoko kingdom and explains dream’s state to sap, sap ends up letting himself be lead back to his old friend, almost entirely just to enjoy time with his fiancé again.

its tense when they both walk in the room. dream is so wary that he has a hard time looking away from sapnap. in fact they both just stare at each other for a long while. like how cats size each other up before a fight.

thankfully quackity’s visits have been going well with dream, and he is able to walk over to beside dreams pillow haven without startling him too much. he sits on the edge of the bed and runs his hand through dreams hair. he explains that sap is only here to help. sap hesitantly nods his head and steps closer. dream says nothing and his eye gaze doesn’t drop.

it takes a little while, but eventually quackity manages to guide them through a casual conversation. he helps them understand each other and their motives, and is quick to diminish any potential fights from igniting between them.

they talk all afternoon and evening. sap even stays and helps out through dreams dinner, practically insisting to help bathe him when quackity explains that he hasn’t been able to walk by himself yet. it feels good to be able to help out his friends again. the situation with karl has been so difficult. he’s relieved that dream seems to be back to his old self, back to the dream that he knew prior to the community house explosion… and this becomes adamantly apparent when dream starts giggling throughout sapnap’s bathing… particularly when his sponge reaches his stomach

not only does sap get to see dream smile for the first time in what feels like forever, but he gets to hear his laugh, and watch his flustered explanation for the outburst. it practically ignites a flame in sap’s heart, and he’s immediately brought back to a time where he and dream where just friends and life was simpler. a chuckled comment about how his tummy is just as ticklish as he remembers it to be tumbles out of him with natural ease, and quackity is quick to explain that this is quite the regular occurrence during bath time. he helps sap towel dream down once sap has finished washing him, and they both coo about the fact that he’s being so giggly, purposely taking longer to dry off his stomach and sides

okjsgxgss and AHH here we goooo,,, dream’s tummy then starts to blush under all the attention ffzgsw,, which off course ignites yet another instinct in sapnap that commands him to keep supplying tickles to feed said blush. he skitters his nails across the bouncing skin and playfully threatens dream with raspberries if he doesn’t stop being so adorable (dream has barely been able to get a word in amongst his giggles and fluster,, he’s simply trying to bury himself under quackity’s headpats). the threat startles dream into a squeaking panic though — hands and legs twitching and stimming as much as they can — and an array of babbled pleads tumble out of his mouth. his eyes are squeezed shut and his face is bright red,, a wide smile stretching across his cheeks. he near-squeals when sap takes an exaggerated breath and lowers his head,, but then falls back into his squeaky giggles when no raspberry is felt, and instead the gentle feeling of dozens and dozens of soft kisses is felt across his blushy stomach. he’s lost in a world of nostalgia, love, and bliss :((((

🦙🦙🦙…

[stargirlfics]

let’s get soft and kinda smutty 🥹

I feel like Dad! Chris would be so over the moon about your pregnancy that he literally means he doesn’t want you doing any kind of lifting, bending, or working yourself in your condition.

He’s honestly ecstatic about doing any kind of work that’s necessary. Cooking, cleaning, moving stuff, the laundry, catering to Dodger, any and everything. He didn’t want to compromise this miracle in any kind of way. He welcomed everything.

And he’s told you this plenty of times and you’ve always thought he was joking because he loved you that much.

So when he sees you working hard in the kitchen? Cleaning and loading the dishwasher when he had to run some errands, he is a little upset. And he means well, you can’t fault him. But he’s annoyed with you, he can’t even lie.

He contemplates a way to make sure you know and learn but it continues to frustrate him because what weren’t you getting? He wanted every load of responsibility during your pregnancy. He wanted you safe and well rested. No arguments.

It also sucks because those pregnancy hormones were raging once the sky started getting dark. You both were freshly showered and just ate dinner. You’d be lying in bed next to him, steadily trying to get his attention that you wanted him.

“Chris, baby, c’mon, what’s the matter?”

“You know what’s wrong, no need to ask”

“Are you still upset over me doing a couple dishes and trying to clean this house? Baby, you can’t be serious—“

He turned to you, “No but I am, you don’t understand how blessed I am to be doing this with you and I want this first go around to be the best experience for you. When I told you I wanted you to sit down and relax, I meant that, how’d you think you got pregnant in the first place?”

You fell silent, not wanting to talk about it further but Chris wasn’t having it. He ran a hand from your 6 month protruding stomach, through the valley of your growing breasts, and up to softly cup your throat.

“You know when daddy asks you a question you answer it. You’ve been real disobedient today and I think it’s time to teach you a lesson”

And now he’s got you stuck in bed, edging you and overstimulating you like you’ve never known before 😵‍💫 he’s barely letting you cum while also threatening if you should cum at all 😮‍💨

And when he fucks you??? He’s got your voice going weak and fucking out every orgasm he knows your sensitive little cunt can give him. He’s got you damn near seeing stars. All to teach you a lesson.

And to top it all off, he gives you heartwarming aftercare. Kissing you all over, caressing you, and loving you as if he didn’t just blow your back out 😀 you gotta love him tho 🥰

CRYING OMG NO I LOVE THIS!!!

I could definitely see Chris being the kind to get upset that you’re not resting especially because like you said he wants to enjoy your first pregnancy, you’re precious to him and he wants you to be doted on and as relaxed as possible

He’s annoyed but it’s because he really cares and GIRL OMFG yes teaching you a lesson….sweatinggg ahhh, it’s so passionate and steamy and he’s definitely out to have seeing stars, all fucked out and sleepy and happy by the end of it all and he hopes you’ll realize that he’s got you, always will, you and the little one forever

Full dad mode but also the daddy™️ in him also goes into overdrive!