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A Lesson in Language

Fëanor x female!reader

part of The Professor Series

summary: challenging your linguistics professor is your favourite past time, until he decides it's time for you to face consequences for it

warnings: smut, power dynamic, daddy kink (only a little bit at the end), rough oral sex (m receiving), hate sex, roughness, Fëanor is a raging asshole

word count: 4.4k

request: Professor Feanor x reader? With fiery smut and snarky student reader ;) I was thinking something like he’s a linguistics prof (since he did come up with a new system of writing) and he teaches this one course that reader needs to graduate but she’s annoyed that he teaches it’s either his way or nothing at all so she argues with him all the time in office hours for her marks and etc?

So since we seem to be imagining everybody as a professor: Feanor. He'd be mean, and condescending, and the gods may help you if you're not good in his class (wth is he even teaching, he's good at everything💀) But if you're his best student, and a bright mind beyond class assignments? You'll want the gods to help you for wholly different reasons.

a/n: Fëanor is a massive douche in this fic ladies pls never let a man treat u like this lmao

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You rolled your eyes as you doodled in the margins of your notebook, trying to ignore Professor Fëanor’s arrogant voice echoing in the classroom. He was droning on about pragmatics, a topic you had mastered last year already. You hated this class – it was tedious at best, and like watching paint dry at its worst. The only reason you were begrudgingly taking it was because it was your last requirement for graduation, as the class involved drawing up your own research study instead of a final exam. Everyone who was in this class took it for one of two reasons – either they were the same as you and just needed it for graduation, or they were lovestruck morons enamoured with the professor.

Admittedly, he was an attractive male. His long, raven-black hair suited his sharp face, with grey blue eyes that surveyed the class like a hawk, picking on daydreaming students to answer difficult questions. He was always impeccably dressed, and spoke with more confidence than anyone you had ever met. Yet he was arrogant and stubborn, insisting his way was the only way to learn linguistics. He spoke to his students as if they were dumb, incapable of being anywhere near his level of knowledge. And it irritated you beyond belief.

You were well known amongst your peers for getting into arguments with the professor. Dr. Fëanor had a nasty temper that frightened most, but amused you. You were the only student who didn’t hesitate to challenge him and stick up for yourself when he decided he wanted to bully his students. You were confident in your linguistic skill set, marching to his office to argue your grades whenever he gave you a shitty mark. You could tell it infuriated him, how his best student didn’t kiss his ass like he had clearly expected you to.

“Am I interrupting your artistic time, (Y/N)?” Dr. Fëanor’s bored voice sounded a few feet away from you, snapping you back to reality. You looked up, and he was standing in front of your table, glaring down at you. The students beside you shrank back, afraid to be caught up in the professor’s wrath. But you didn’t back down, only sighing and looking up to meet his gaze.

“What was that, sir?” You asked, widening your eyes and faking innocence knowing damn well it would piss him off further.

“You haven’t been paying attention to a single thing I’ve said all week.” He snorted. “How you are my top student is beyond me, with such a short attention span.”

“I’ve been paying attention, sir.” You lied, bringing your elbows to rest on the table.

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Then you won’t mind a little pop quiz, just for you?”

You shrugged. “Fire away.”

“What are the three airstream mechanisms in phonetics?” His shoulders were tense, a sign of his visible annoyance towards you.

Your answer rolled off your tongue. “Pulmonic, glottalic, velaric.”

“Define a morpheme.”

“The smallest meaningful unit of language. It must have a meaning of its own, either lexical or a grammatical function, and it must be minimal, not containing any smaller units that have meanings of their own.”

“And what are the four maxims of conversation?”

“Quality, quantity, relation and manner.” You smiled, watching your professor’s face get redder as you answered his questions easily.

“Name the distinctive linguistic properties of Quenya that make it differ from Sindarin.” Dr. Fëanor smirked, cocking his head arrogantly. You knew he would ask this question, it was too predictable. He was the master of Quenya, having played a huge role in the development of the language and construction of the Tengwar alphabet.

But as usual, he underestimated you. You took a breath, pretending to think for a moment before lifting your chin and meeting his gaze once again. “Where do I begin?” You said confidently. “Quenya is a more complex agglutinative language that strings morphemes together into long words using an inflectional system with a flexible syntax, while Sindarin has a much easier to follow language structure. Quenya uses 5 tenses to conjugate, Sindarin has 6 and words often begin with vowels whereas in Quenya, they typically end in vowels. They both use the structures SVO and OVS structures, but Sindarin uses VS and VO, although it lacks the OSV structure that Quenya has. Additionally, Quenya adopted case endings for nouns in nominative and genitive cases, using the dual plural to represent plural form since it lacks a definite article to mark the regular plural. Would you like me to go on, sir?”

The entire class was utterly silent. No one dared breathe in the moments following your monologue as you waited for your professor to reply. You expected him to yell at you, maybe throw a manuscript at your head. But he didn’t move. It began to make you uneasy, and you noticed a strange look cross his face for a half second before he finally spoke.

“I’ve heard more than enough from you for one class.” Fëanor’s voice was leathally calm, sending goosebumps up your arm. “Keep your mouth shut for the remainder of the lecture, and pay attention.”

You rolled your eyes, picking up your pen and sitting back in your chair as the professor continued his lecture. You crossed your legs, making your skirt hike up on your thighs, but you were too annoyed to fix it. Your professor was an arrogant bastard who couldn’t comprehend that not everyone around him was as dumb as rocks. But your skin flushed as you drifted off into one of your many daydream scenarios of Fëanor bending you over his desk and taking his anger out on you. You just knew he was rough and dominant in bed, having fantasised about being on the receiving end of that fire within him.

Your daydreaming was cut short as the professor began distributing last week’s quizzes back to the students. He didn’t acknowledge your presence as he ungracefully dropped yours in front of you. You noticed quickly a note was attached to it, that read:

Be in my office at 5pm tonight. We need to have a talk about your attitude.

You sucked in a breath. This was new. Not once had he invited you to his office – you were there of your own volition often enough to challenge him about your marks. You wouldn’t be surprised if he put up a sign on his door barring you specifically from entering. You knew he hated your visits to his office, so why invite you now? Talks with your professor about your attitude were done in public, specifically to try and humiliate you.

You folded up the note and slid it into your pocket, nervousness beginning to churn in your gut. Was he going to fail you out of spite? You’d be unable to complete your degree if he did that. While Fëanor was an arrogant asshole, you didn’t think he was cruel. Or at least you hoped so.

Tears began to well in your eyes as the possibility of failing dawned on you. Perhaps there were consequences to mouthing off to your professor after all.

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A few hours later, you knocked at the elaborate wooden door to Fëanor’s office, then wiped your face one last time. You had spent an hour in the bathroom attempting to fix your makeup and conceal the evidence of your tears and failing, miserably. Your mascara was wet, giving you more of a smokey eye look than you had intended. Your smudged face was a stark contrast with your perfectly put together outfit – a short brown pencil skirt and tall boots, paired with a tight fitting, slightly cropped t-shirt. You felt ridiculous now, going to your professor’s office like this, but you had no other choice.

“Come in. And close the door behind you.” His deep voice echoed from inside the office, and you pushed the heavy door open. His office was its usual organised mess, manuscripts and books everywhere, laid out across every sitting space available save for the single chair in front of his desk. The room glowed orange from the roaring fireplace off to the side, making it look more like an ancient cave than an office.

You carefully walked over to the chair in front of the desk, clasping your hands in front of you.

“Sit.” Fëanor ordered, finally glancing up at you when you hesitated. “Unless you prefer to kneel on the floor?”

Your face burned bright red as you scrambled into the chair, ignoring the way his insinuation made your thighs tingle with need. He ignored you for a few minutes, continuing whatever he was translating on his desk. You shifted uncomfortably, unsure what to do. None of your interactions had ever been like this – quiet, suspenseful, behind closed doors. No, it was always bickering arguments that turned heads in the hallways. Something was different about him.

“Do you know why I really called you in here today?” He asked, still not looking up. His long hair was tied back, except for a few loose strands that hung around his face as he wrote.

“To fail me.” You said quietly.

He barked a heartless laugh. “Gods, no. Failing you would mean I’d have to endure a whole extra semester of your arrogant attitude. I refuse to put myself through that.”

You felt all nervousness fade away, quickly replaced by that hot anger only he seemed to be able to get out of you. “I’m arrogant?” You snapped. “Take a look in the mirror.”

Fëanor’s writing ceased, and his grey blue eyes met yours and narrowed. “I beg your pardon?”

“You heard what I said.” You fired back, unable to stop the words from coming out of your mouth. “You’re the arrogant one here, sir. You try to belittle me every time I prove myself to be smart because you can’t imagine that everyone around you isn’t a complete imbecile.”

You expected the male to snap back, to call you an idiot and ask how dare you say these things to him. Truthfully, you couldn’t believe you were saying these things either. All your arguments had been about the material so far, veiled insults hidden beneath your words. Never were you this open, this bold, about how you felt.

“Anything else?” He said in a bored manner.

“Yeah, you’re a real prick.” You continued your angry rambling, sick of being looked down on by this male. “You know as well as I do that I’m your best student, yet you treat me like the problem kid at the back of the class. It’s ridiculous, and the only reason you do it is to feel better about yourself. Am I wrong, sir?”

A long pause followed, and you swallowed a lump in your throat. If you weren’t going to fail before, you definitely were now. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. You simply sat there, eyes locked with your ill-tempered linguistics professor. After a few minutes, you couldn’t take it anymore, averting your gaze to inspect a loose thread on your skirt.

“Do you know why I’m such an arrogant… prick, did you say?” He stood up, walking around to the front of his desk and leaning against it, crossing his large arms. “Because I’ve earned it. I invented the Tengwar script and am the most knowledgeable person on the Quenya language there is. I have created and invented things that nobody else has, and nobody will ever come close to achieving what I have achieved. I have earned my arrogance, you have not. You’re just a little girl who’s in way over her head.”

You saw red, angrily pushing back the chair as you stood up to challenge him . Fëanor was a good foot taller than you, making you strain your neck to meet his gaze. “Call me a little girl one more time, I fucking dare you.” You hissed.

“Or what?” He smirked. “You’ll cry? Just like you did before you came in here?”

Your jaw went slack, “Wha–”

Fëanor scoffed, pleased with himself. “Oh, please, don’t even try. It was written all over your pretty face. I like it covered in tears, by the way. It’s a good look on you.”

WIthout thinking, your hand reached up and connected with his face, a dull slap echoing throughout the office. “Fuck you.” You spat, turning to storm out before you could face the consequences of hitting your professor.

But Fëanor was faster, his large hand firmly clasping around the hand you just slapped him with and yanking you back around to face him. His other hand grabbed your other wrist, and no matter how much you squirmed against it he didn’t budge. His eyes were dark as he pulled your hands up and across each other, pushing them into your chest as he stepped even closer to you.

“You wish.” He purred mockingly. “Isn’t that right? Is that not one of the reasons why your attention drifts off in class? Because you’re fantasising about being bent over my desk and fucked until you can’t remember your own name?”

“You think way too highly of yourself–” You tried to defend yourself, but he cut you off as if you hadn’t even said anything.

“You think I’m blind? That I don’t notice how you always wear those revealing outfits on the days you have my class. Don’t play dumb, it’s not a good look on you.”

You thrashed in his grip, ignoring the effect his words had on you. “Let me go right now you self righteous, narcissistic–”

“Kneel.”

That made you freeze. “Excuse me?”

“You really need to learn how to shut up.” Feanor growled. “And that’s what I’m going to do. I’ve had enough of that mouth of yours, it’s time to make it useful for once. Now kneel.”

You were utterly dumbstruck, unable to do anything as your professor gave you a shove, making you fall to your knees on the ground in front of him. The wooden floor made your joints ache, but you knew better than to protest.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” Fëanor began, the sound of his belt unbuckling distinct in the background. “Do you think you can follow simple instructions for once?”

“Yes.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, throat dry with anticipation for what was about to happen.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good.” He paused his movements, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up at his towering form. “I’m going to stuff that smart mouth of yours with my cock, and you’re going to take it like the desperate little slut I know you are. If you please me enough, I will bend you over this desk and fuck you so hard you can’t walk tomorrow. And you’ll have learned your lesson to keep your mouth shut when I tell you to, understood? Is that simple enough for you to understand?”

“Yes, sir.” You repeated, trying to keep the shake out of your voice. Your core throbbed at his words, exactly as dominant as you imagined him to be.

Fëanor finally unzipped his trousers, letting them fall to his feet along with his boxers, revealing the thickest cock you had ever seen. Your jaw dropped, but you didn’t even care that you had just boosted his ego. All you could think about was how it would possibly fit.

“What’s the matter?” He mocked. “Too big for you? Scared you won’t be able to take it? You’ll be able to take it because I’ve told you so. Now open.”

You parted your lips, letting your professor slide his cock between them. You sucked on the tip, earning a groan of pleasure from the male above. Forcing your jaw to relax, you took him deeper, aching with the stretch.

Without warning, Fëanor impatiently grabbed the back of your head and pushed you down further. Tears blotted your face as you gagged around him, hollowing your cheeks as you sucked him. Clearly, he wasn’t concerned with having you come up for air, forcing you to breathe through your nose.

He set a rough pace, guiding your head up and down his cock as far as it would go without making you gag too much. Your mascara began to run down your face, and you made sure to keep eye contact with him despite the strain on your throat.

“There’s a good little slut,” Fëanor growled, tightening his grip on your hair as he thrusted faster. “I told you you looked better with tears running down your face.”

You couldn’t protest with his cock around your mouth, so you only whimpered, focusing on taking him deeper. You sucked hard with each stroke, letting your tongue run along the vein underneath his shaft as you bobbed your head. Your professor moaned shamelessly above you, a sound that set your nerves alight.

Mindlessly, your hand wandered between your legs, attempting to relieve some of the pressure building there. Your fingers hadn’t even grazed your panties when Fëanor halted his movements, holding your head down at the base of his cock.

“Don’t even think of touching yourself.” He hissed angrily. “I didn’t give you permission to do so. Try it again, and I won’t let you cum. Got it?”

You nodded around the base of his cock, whimpering. Your jaw was in agony, stretched to the max to accommodate his length. When he finally moved your head once again, you doubled your efforts, determined to make your arrogant professor fall apart. You sat on your hands for good measure, trying to avoid the temptation to ignore his orders altogether.

Fëanor began thrusting his hips to meet your mouth a few minutes later, his pretty eyes screwing shut as he tilted his head back. “Fucking swallow every last drop.” He grunted between thrusts, his grip on your scalp tightening right before his cock twitched in your mouth. He came with a loud groan, shooting spurts of warm liquid down your throat. You kept bobbing your head, sucking up every last drop and letting it slide down your throat. He panted, hips sputtering as you sucked him dry before finally pulling your lips off him. Your jaw ached like never before, but you were strangely proud of yourself. The image of your high strung professor climaxing into your mouth would be forever burned into your mind.

“Looks like you’ve earned your reward after all.” Fëanor grabbed you by your shoulders and hoisted you up onto his desk with impressive strength. You didn’t have time to ask if you should move the papers on his desk before his mouth crashed into yours. His lips were hot and dominating, overwhelming your senses. You barely had time to kiss him back before he was pulling away, attaching his lips to your neck and biting down, making you cry out. He sucked and bit every inch of your throat in a manner you knew would leave dark bruises the next day, undoubtedly an intentional choice on his part.

You felt your shirt being yanked up, Fëanor quickly pulling it over your head along and ripping your bra off then tossing both items somewhere behind him. His calloused hands eagerly grabbed your breasts, squeezing hard. You squirmed under his touch, wanting to get away from the harshness of it but also needing more somehow. Fëanor’s mouth assaulted your breasts, biting the soft flesh firmly before taking your nipple in his teeth and flicking the bud with his tongue.

“Oh, fuck.” You couldn’t help but moan, tilting your head back.

“You like this?” Fëanor teased, lifting his mouth from your breast momentarily before hovering over the other one. “You like it when I’m rough, treating you like a dirty little whore? Leaving marks all over your body so you know that you’re my property, isn’t that right?”

“Yes, sir!” You cried out as he sucked at your other breast. It was overwhelming, his hands were everywhere except where you needed them most.

As if he read your mind, Fëanor pulled away, ripping his shirt over his head to reveal the most sculpted abs you’d ever seen. The bastard stood there for a moment, proudly watching you admire his form. Gods above, you’d never be able to focus in class again after seeing his muscles.

He reached down and roughly tugged your skirt and panties down, exposing your glistening cunt. Fëanor plunged a finger into you without warning, pressing a thumb to your clit and making you see stars. His mouth found your neck again as you squirmed under his touch, a hand reaching around your back and pressing you into his frame.

“You’re a fucking mess,” He growled into your neck, adding in a second finger and stretching your hole. “All for me, isn’t that right? I’m going to break you, my dear. Break you into a thousand pieces and put you back together so I can do it all over again and make you mine.”

You whined, feeling your muscles clench around him as he pumped his fingers in and out of you. You were approaching your orgasm faster than you ever had in your life. “I’m close…” You mumbled through shallow breaths, legs beginning to twitch.

He smirked. “I know.” Was all he said before roughly pulling his fingers away, right before you could make the final stretch towards the edge.

“What the hell!” You exclaimed, angry. Before you could cuss him out, his hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed.

“What did I tell you about keeping that pretty mouth shut?” Fëanor growled. “I would threaten to stuff it with my cock again, but you’d probably enjoy that too much. Guess I’m just going to have to fuck you so hard you scream and lose your voice.”

He roughly turned you around, pushing you by your neck so you were stomach first down on the desk with your feet still on the floor. You breathed heavily, grasping the edge with your fingertips as Fëanor lined his cock up to your entrance. You forced your body to relax, knowing it was going to hurt at first.

His hands found your hips and he slammed into you, almost knocking the wind right out of your lungs. You barely had time to catch your breath and acknowledge the stinging stretch between your legs before he pulled out and did it again, setting a brutal pace. You began to scream, fully screaming in pleasure and pain as Fëanor pounded into you relentlessly. You couldn’t even think straight, all logical thoughts about there possibly being people in the hallway that could hear you as you cried out over and over again.

Fëanor’s grip on your hips was almost bone shattering, his thick cock slamming into your g-spot faster than anyone had ever fucked you. He was right, your entire body would be sore tomorrow. In fact, you’d be lucky if you were able to walk to class. Fëanor’s thrusts were so powerful, you were sure he was going to split you in half.

And you fucking loved it.

You loved being bent over your professor’s desk, unable to think about anything else aside from how hard he was fucking you. The male you had had verbal sparring matches with for weeks was taking his frustration out on you, and you loved it. You enjoyed being at his mercy, feeling things nobody else had been able to make you feel.

Fëanor grunted, reaching one hand down and rubbing your clit. “You cum when I say you cum, got it?”

You nodded, whimpering as you felt your body try and pick up where it left off. You begged it to keep your orgasm at bay, knowing Fëanor would be less than happy if you came without his permission. So you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to think about anything else.

He thrusted into you for what seemed like hours, to the point where your legs had gone almost numb. You were a sobbing mess, fighting to stop yourself from climaxing all over his cock. The papers on his desk were stained with your tears, and your determination to not beg him for anything snapped.

“Please let me cum.” You sobbed pathetically.

Fëanor only increased his pace on your clit, smirking as he pounded you. “Aw, are you crying again? Poor little thing is so desperate to cum for daddy, isn’t she?”

Daddy. Your brain went haywire. Normally, you were not into the whole daddy kink, but the way Fëanor said it changed something in you. You whined, nodding. At this point, you’d say whatever to get him to let you cum. “Please, daddy, I need to cum,” You cried, body shaking. “I’ll do anything you want, please just let me finish.”

Fëanor groaned behind you, his cock twitching inside of you, evidence of his pleasure with your response. “That was pathetic,” He grunted. “But I’ll let it slide. Cum for me, slut. Cum now.”

Your body let go before he finished his sentence, the dam that had been holding your orgasm back bursting, letting the climax wash over your body. You cried out, voice breaking with hoarseness as your legs twitched violently, your grip on the desk and Fëanor’s hand on your hip being the only thing keeping you from sliding onto the floor.

The world spun around you, and at one point you were pretty sure you lost consciousness. As you came down from your high, Fëanor moaned loudly, pulling out and stroking his cock while jutting his hips forward. Thick spurts of cum landed on your back mixing with the sheen of sweat already there. His loud groan echoed throughout the office as you panted, your entire body feeling both completely wrecked and on cloud nine at the same time.

You tried to speak, but no words came out. Your vocal cords were shot, jaw aching with every movement. You didn’t even hear Fëanor retreat, but he returned with a towel, gently wiping the seed off your skin. You wanted to thank him, but couldn’t. In fact, you weren’t sure if you could even move.

Fëanor chuckled, bundling up your clothes and setting them beside you. He placed a glass of water to your lips, tilting it back and letting you eagerly drink it up. “You’re excused from Thursday’s lesson,” He said smugly. “Only because I know you won’t be able to get out of bed to get to class. Let this be your lesson learned not to question me, or call me an arrogant prick. Got it?”

You nodded weakly, defenceless, and knowing your linguistics class with Dr. Fëanor would never be the same.

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Lookism Chapter 434 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made and the collages.)

OK, GONNA GO THROUGH THIS QUICK THIS TIME AND ONLY GONNA SHED LIGHT ON THE PARTS IN THIS CHAPTER THAT CAUGHT MY EYES. 👁👁

Last chapter was CRAZY MAN. WTHHHH

DAMN SHE EVEN HIT HIM WITH THE SMACK 😭😭😭

“GRANDMA CHILL! I SWEAR IMMA BRING YOU CLOTHES NEXT TIME-” 💀💀💀

Um… wtf? 😀

LOOK AT BABY BOY, USING HIS OWN ACTING SKILLS LIKE THAT. 😩😩💓💓💓 Or is he actually crying? Idk, can't tell. Oh, and “Grandma bullied me, mom.” 😐

HOW DOES SHE KNOW CHARLES CHOI??? MF A CELEBRITY AROUND THESE STREETS. Him and Jinyeong both bruv. 😭😭😭 (Also, “Too late mom. Already met him and he attempted to kill me too.” /j Charles Choi and Grandma would make a perfect couple. 😌✨)

Awww, is that baby Daniel? 😭 Also, wait a damn minute. Why does he look like...

I'M SORRY, BUT HE REMINDED ME OF THIS CHEEP CHEEP FROM MARIO KART. B R U H. THEY LOOK ALIKE. 😭😭😭😭

The typos on here. 😅 "Choio" DFJKDSAHFKLSHDSJLKF SORRY. The first time I was reading this, I had to reread because I thought I was crazy for a sec.

DANG, WE'VE BEEN GETTING A LOT OF NEW CHARACTERS WITH GLASSES RECENTLY. First that ONE HOT LADY from Tiger Job Center, then that ATTRACTIVE DOCTOR who was with Goo, and then NOW A POLICE OFFICER??? PTJ TRYING TO BRING OUT MORE GLASSES REPRESENTATION. 😩💘

UMMMM SIR??? YOU'RE GETTING SHITTED ON. LITERALLY!!!! 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

You guys wish you were that cow, huh...? 👀 Yeah, I see you. You can't fool me...

Woah, woah, woah, woah... RUN THAT BY ME REALY QUICK?!?! AYO, WHEN DID THIS TURN INTO A HORROR MOVIE? WHAT IS THIS, CHILDREN OF THE CORN? 1922???? 👁👁

Aw shit. Danny boy is gonna get gang.... (banged). SORRY. I CAN'T HELP IT-

OMG DANIEL. BEAT THEM UPPP!!!! 😤😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽

Dude. Why did I think this was Zack Lee for a second? 😳😳 (Zack and Gun if they had a child together LMFAO) ALSO THIS NEW GUY IS HOT AF. WHO IS HEEEEEE??? 😩🔥🔥🔥 (And we haven't gotten any naked scenes ever since Samuel, so is PTJ giving us some fan service since Samuel can't do the job right now...? 👀)

WTH IS HE IN A TUB FULL OF SNAKES? N A K E D ? 😳 I mean... if he's into getting his thing bitten- 👀 NAH, NAH, NAH, IM KIDDING, I SWEAR. 😭😭😭😭

I don't blame you if you stared at him for more than a minute.

Omg Daniel embodying his 😵 phase. BUT FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK. THIS MAN IS BACK!!!!! HE'S FUCKING BACCCKKKKK. AEEEUUUUGGHHHHH. HE STILL LOOKS SEXY AF EVEN IF THIS IS JUST A FLASHBACK. 🥴🥴🥴🥴

YOU BET YOUR ASSES, I WILL SIMP OVER THIS MAN. H A R D.

*N S F W M E M E S W A R N I N G*

I DON'T WANNA SPIT, I WANNA GULP. I WANNA GAG, I WANNA CHOKE. I WANT YOU TO TOUCH THAT LIL' DANGLY THING THAT SWING IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT!!! 🥵🥵🥵🥵

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'M GETTING FLASHBACKS WHEN GUN HAD TO BEAT UP SAMUEL AND TELL HIM OFF. 😭😭😭😭

I can just imagine that horrifying face of his. Smiling so menacingly with those terrifying eyes. Like yessss king, go crazy!!! 😍😍😍

LOOK AT THESE DAREDEVILS. DAAAAAAAMN. TERRIFYING AS HELL. 🤭 DANNY BOY REALLY GOT IT FROM GUN FRFR. (Ugh, like father like son. Daniel could be my son- I mean, what? 😀)

I FUCKING KNEW IT. THIS FOUR EYED MF WAS SHADY FROM THE VERY BEGINNING!!! LIKE WHY TF WAS THAT CREEP STANDING THERE BEHIND HIM AND DANIEL, LOOKING LIKE ONE OF THEM PSYCHO NPC'S FROM OUTLAST 2 ????? BRUH GOT ME FUCKED UP. 😤😤😤

Ok, but why does this mf look like a DILF??? HE LOOKS LIKE A MIXTURE OF MANAGER KIM FROM HIS OWN WEBTOON AND ELITE WHEN HE WAS STILL YOUNG. LMFAAOOOOOO (I'm deadass ab this. They're attractive ngl.) AND WHY DO THE VILLAINS LOOK HOT AF? I'M NOT AGAINST IT, BUT I FEEL LIKE PTJ IS INTO SEXY VILLAINS. HE HAS A KINK FOR THEM. AND HE B R E A T H E S THEM. IN AND OUT. 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 (Update: I guess Kwak Jichang LITERALLY IS a piece of shit. Think about it… 💩)

ANYWAYS, we finna see who these Chungcheon mf's are next chapter. Hopefully, we get to know what the deal is with these people hating on Jinyeong. Bc I STG, IF THIS DRAGS OUT FOR THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS, I’M GONNA LOSE IT. 😠😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽

#lookism #lookismaddict #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism 434 #lookism spoilers #lookism spoiler #lookism memes #lookism thoughts #daniel park #park hyungseok #gun park #park jonggun #kwak jihan #kwan jihan

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inkstainedhandswithrings · 2 years

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TBB S2 Ep10 Thoughts!

"Yes, but with a few repairs it will be a slightly operational heap of junk." TECH BESTIE WHY U GOTTA BE SO SASSY I LOVE IT

"Oh. Ingenious Idea." bajdhabxjhanwnxjs CUTE

Also just the fact that Tech taught her how to trace a binary reference code

Or just in general, how he taught her how to use his data pad and let's her use it all the time. I imagine that's not a piece of equipment he gives to just anyone

I like Benni's tattoo but,,,,, he's so tiny why tattoo???

ALSO "WHAT ABT WATER RATIONS?"???? OMG TINY R U OK???

"Mako always takes care of his crew." hmmmmmm yea RIGHT I TOTALLY BELIEVE U

I'm sorry, but the ENTIRE batch on that one speeder???? meme material wth that was so FCKING FUNNY CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT CONVERSATION???

"Alright, I'll drive. Wrecker, you shall sit in the middle, which is technically not a seat. Hunter you'll have to sit all the way in the back, facing the other way and almost fall off, but at least you will be able to be a lookout. Omega, as a treat, you'll get to sit behind me. The only comfortable seat on this entire speeder."

5 mins down the road:"TECH, HUNTER JUST FELL OFF!" "Oh."

The way they took Benni down? dang that was impressive. Specially looking at Omega here. I forgot our girlie gained a lot of skill and guts since last season

Also loving how much Wrecker is enjoying scaring Benni. The way he grabs him and then chuckles when Benni tries to run off I'm---

quick question for the group; is Mako supposed to be Zygerrian? I didn't think about it until the end of the ep when I noticed his eyes looked Zygerrian and he had Zygerrian-esque ears

that little moment between Omega and Benni before Mako showed up???? her telling him he doesn't have to live this way, giving him food, showing him the report, talking abt how her family values her???

talking about their respective homes, BENNI APOLOGIZING???

i ship it :')

Also the boys just talking via their communicators while tinkering with the ship has the same vibes as me and my bestie face-timing while we're doing our make-up before going out. i love it

"So you think you can come here and steal from me?" "Technically-" yes baby tell him >:]]

"One stray shot and we're all done for." "We don't miss." EXCUSE ME SIR HOW DARE U SAY HOT SHIT LIKE THAT

okay okay okay okay

THAT MOMENT WHEN OMEGA'S SUPPOSED TO GET TOSSED, BUT SHE SEES HUNTER FIRING THE GRAPPLING HOOK SO SHE GRABS THE DROID, PULLS IT DOWN AND THAT CATCHES HUNTERS HAND TOTALLY FOCUSED AND CALM??? THE WAY SHE CASUALLY USES HIS PACK TO CLIMB BACK UP AND THIS SEEMS SO NORMAL TO THEM THAT IT DOESN'T EVEN REQUIRE A "good job kid" OR SOMETHING????

OMEGA HAS BEEN TRAINING AND SHE'S GETTING MORE AND MORE BADASS AND I'M HERE FOR IT

ngl, I thought Mako's death was a little sloppyly and lazyly done, but then again these are 20 min episodes so you can't really blame them

that last little convo between Omega and Benni???? SO CUTE

Tech's reluctant "what is it?" was so sweet to me especially considering the previous episode. I feel like he's trying harder to acknowledge her feelings and I AM SOFT

and then he tries (and succeeds) to encourage her and pats her shoulder and WAH YES GROWTH :)))

This ep was kinda filler-esque but I really enjoyed it anyway. Sad we didn't get Rex and Echo picking them up, but yanno, I'm not complaining. This was so sweet and fun and nice to watch :))

#star wars #the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #sw tbb #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb tech #tbb omega #clones #tbb s2 #tbb s2 spoilers #tbb spoilers #anyway

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matt saying he wanted to be a firefighter or cop in the livestream ok i’ll be your nurse or you can use those cuffs on me 😫 whatever you want sir

i still wanna know wth he meant when he said “you don’t want me to go into detail” about the teacher he had a crush on…. (probably jacked off to the thought of her lmaoo) i feel like he’d like teacher / student role play 🤭 bending you over his desk and spanking you for not “paying attention in class” ooffffff i need him so bad it’s insane

speaking of who do you think gives it a lil tug more often…

omg yes like u wanna play good cop bad cop with me matt 😇. him sliding into u with ur hands behind ur back. o my

n lol about the teacher crush he had. i wish he kept going w that i’m still so curious. i def think he has a thing for power imbalances/exchanges so i can totally see the student/teacher scenario 100%

i’m giggling at who tugs it more lmfao. i think they both do equally tbh. i have an ask that goes more into detail about it somewhere on here

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For the bad batch ask!!!

17, 24, 34, and/or 48

Feel free to answer only the ones you want to <3<3

oh bestie i am answering ALL OF THEM

17. What are some headcanons you have about Tech?

oooo ok i found a couple in my notes app:

When watching a movie, Tech can get bored pretty quickly and usually ends up finding the space wikipedia page on it and listing off random facts about its production as they watch. Him and Echo often get into debates about how the SFX was done.

Less of a headcanon and more of a “what if”, but if Anakin ever piloted the Marauder, Tech would reluctantly agree that objectively Anakin is a pretty good pilot, but he’d grumble the whole time about him “messing up his systems.”

Tech has tried time and time again to convince Echo to let him weaponize his cybernetics. The strategic benefit of hidden weaponry would give them a backup plan in the event that they were ever without their blasters, and Wrecker of course just wants to see it happen. Echo, however, remains adamant that no, he would prefer not to sleep with a functioning rocket launcher in his scomp arm, thank you very much.

Tech cannot tell directions. He constantly has maps pulled up on his HUD, so he never gets lost, and no one ever questions it. But if he’s ever without his helmet or something? Oh. Oh buddy, he is lost in two seconds. You spin him around once and he has no idea what direction he just came from. Crosshair is more than happy to tease him about it.

Tech cannot dance. While he knows how to dance in that he’s seen tutorials and memorized the motions, he’s just so incredibly stiff that it’s actually abysmal. (It takes Phee a long, long time before she manages to get him to loosen up lol)

aaaaaand that’s probably enough :D

24. Do you have any hot or controversial takes?

oh absolutely and about 70% of them are just my opinions on Hunter.

Fandom thinks he has a ten step skincare routine, tons of hair products, and spends forever getting ready? NOPE. The man uses 5-in-1 shampoo and washes his face with hand soap. He has no clue what the word “exfoliating” means. He dresses like a fisherman grandpa and thinks sunscreen is for fancy people.

Also, the fisherman thing is like my whole concept of Hunter lol. He sends this to Omega no context one day thinking it’s the funniest thing in the world (he is correct)

not really a hot take, but honestly you already said everything about the whole Fandom Drama™️ stuff so this is what I’ve got lol

34. Which Batcher would you like to kick in the shins?

Crosshair. Obviously. (also Echo for being incapable of self care but i feel like it would be hypocritical to get upset about the ways i’m actively choosing to write him bskhkdndndkd)

48. What’s something you wish you could say/tell to each Batcher?

Tech: don’t hold your datapad so close to your face, you’re gonna get a headache. also where have you been girlie i missed you in the last episodes for some reason, you should really hurry up and get back from the podraces!

Crosshair: go suck an egg. btw have you considered piercings because i gotta say i’m imagining you with a septum and some platform boots and it’s incredible.

Wrecker: HELLO SIR HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF A SLUSHY BECAUSE IM ABOUT TO CHANGE YOUR ENTIRE WORLD

Hunter: uh. hi.

Omega: you’re doing amazing sweetie and ur brothers won’t say it but they’re so proud of u mwah

Echo: (regarding slow down) SIT THE FUCK DOWN RIGHT NOW MISTER I SWEAR TO GOD. WTH ARE YOU DOING. WHO IS LETTING YOU CONTINUE TO BE THIS STUPID HOLY SH— (me. it’s me. i’m doing this to myself.) also stop ignoring rex u wet noodle.

#btw the whole Tech can’t tell directions thing is 100% based on my sibling lol #there are video games we must’ve played through about ten times together and they still can’t remember where things are #it’s incredible #ace how did you manage to ask literally the best questions wtf #this was so fun i hope you like these answers lol #saturn sends thoughts #saturns headcanons #ask game

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annieqattheperipheral · 1 year

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Dubas just snapped up one of his awesome trade deadline pickups Noel Acciari for pens

I ask u sir i ask u pls, TRELIVING WTF R U DOING TODAY

Cookie having a great year-- comes to toronto, picks up a sweet tim hortons endorsement deal, eats cookies, then moseys on to go play w the crozass

SHANNY BRAD WTH IS GOING ON W U 2 I FEEL SICK

#noel acciari #pittsburgh penguins #kyle dubas #toronto maple leafs #nhl free agency #free agency lb #free agency #leafs lb #pens lb

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immortal-in-their-way · 9 months

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I guess I'm doing a really bad live blog of The Purloined Letter now.

Omg, they actually went to a party!

Uhh, is the guy alive? I think he's alive

Holmes just being completely chill to confuse Lestrade but once Watson says he's also confused the man just sobers up and explains :D

This is giving baker street nursemaids vibes in terms of plot

Of course Holmes sees the men :)

Omg WHAT? Sir, WHAT do you mean he'll remind me of that??

Holmes, cool as a cucumber, walking in to bold-faced lie the the murderous theif guy holding him at gunpoint

Okay, what did you think the guy with the noose was about to do? Hang you?

Holmes just sitting in the chair in the corner of the dude's room when he gets back, all cryptid-like.

"It doesn't take a master theif to break that lock"

Holmes just smoking into that guy's face like: yes, I AM in charge here. Good noticing :D

WTH, HOLMES!! YOU GOT HIM TO GIVE YOU THE LETTER AND A CONFESSION TOO?

Ahaha, blackmailer and henchman 1 just being like: bro, if I was gonna kill u I would have done it by now

blackmailer just being like: what do you mean you gave it to a friend? ... buddy Sherlock Holmes is not your friend

Blackmailer just being like: wth else did you give him? A CONFESSION? Oml u did.

Henchman 1 choking theif guy out

Watson: hmm, Holmes there are some sinister guys coming up to our flat.

Holmes: eh, I expected they would

Blackmailer: hey, give me the letter and the confession

Holmes: no

Blackmailer being one of the only people who actually realise that Holmes will burn worlds for Watson: Henchman 1 has your partner at gunpoint, he'll shoot him nonfatally if u don't give me what I want *fully expects not to have to threaten Watson further* *is right*

Watson: *quite chill about all of this* he's bluffing

Holmes who has a plan but mainly doesn't want to risk Watson being shot: no, he's not.

Holmes: *gives over both documents*

Holmes after blackmailer and henchman 1 leave: *secret smile he keeps just to smile conspiratorially at Watson*

Lestrade: *slipping out of the famous cupboard downstairs after those guys have left and going into 221b*

Wait, so nobody's gonna catch these guysyet? What is your plan Holmes?

Holmes and Watson why are you just smirking in the background while the guy reads out blackmail in parliament?

Wait you what? U switched the letters? He's reading out his own CONFESSION? Brilliant!

Omg, I need to make a gif.

The last scene:

Holmes: I opened the safe and borrowed the seal :)

Lestrade: You robbed his safe!

Holmes, the sassist man on the planet: alright, arrest me then :)

Lestrade in the most disappointed voice ever: I don't suppose he's gonna press charges :(

Watson, watching the exchange: *sips tea in the same way someone might get out popcorn a century later* :D

#1988 Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson #Live blog #I guess #Sherlock Holmes #dr john watson #inspector lestrade #The Purloined Letter #Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson

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kitea · 4 years

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nekoma!oikawa

#wth r u doing sir gtfo of kuroo’s uniform #oikawa tooru #my art #haikyuu!!

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kalims · 2 years

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kiss your best friend | heartslabyul

kiss your best friend and see how they react!

parts. one, two, three, four, five, six, seven

characters. riddle, trey, cater, ace, deuce.

includes. gn reader who can be seen as either yuu or another alternative universe.

cw. kissing? mutual pining, crack.

note. those tiktoks where the bsf is straight outta wattpad /j reminder that the event poll will be closed on sunday ust+8

riddle rosehearts

expectedly turns very red.

just stares at you in the most flabbergasted way possible, looks at your lips then snaps his gaze back to your face again and again.

probably is too stunned to speak but when he swallows the bile in his throat, "what in the world are you doing?!" seriously though. he has so many questions.. why, when, what that he wants you so answer ASAP.

in complete denial that you admit to wanting to do it then apologizing if it took him by suprise.

sensing that you feel dejected by his negative reaction he's quick to assure you, in a mixture of shyness and shame he avoids your gaze. "you can't just go around kissing other people so suddenly! urgh.. atleast let me take you to dinner first.."

trey clover

blinks but looks pleased nonetheless.

well he certainly didn't expect that. in the years you've been side by side he had his suspicions that you felt the same but never acted on it.

spares you this handsome, killer smile as he leans in again. trey's quick to adjust to the indirect confession you just did so since you made the first move he supposes its his turn next.

he does applaud you for your bravery. trey doesn't know if he'd ever have the courage to do so if you didn't. "you're quite bold." he chuckles, thoroughly enjoying the tough exterior you put up despite you probably flustered inside.

"mind if I get another taste?" sir this isn't you tasting out bakery treats—

cater diamond

consider him shocked for once!

legit paused and recoiled back from your kiss, peck(?), whatever suited you best but you can't blame him! he thought it was like the "oh my god they were roommates thing"

wait a minute it feels like be just got slapped by reality. did you actually just kiss him?!

probably remembering he's still gaping at you he flashes you a rare, seemingly genuine smile. "sooo... what are we now?"

"friends with benefits?" you joke.

"oh. not what I had in mind but that's alright with me!"

"cater i was joking."

ace trapolla

visible disgust.

even goes as far as to wipe off the kiss wherever you placed your lips on it.

stares at you with a feigned weirded out look but no matter how far 'faking it till' he makes it goes' he's ultimately unable to hide the red ears from you.

if you try to point it out he'll only respond with vigorous shakes and something along the lines of feeling too good for yourself.

^ in serious denial but still wants more.

"that was disgusting.. I'm gonna be sick." ace blanches then fakes a hurl. "—do it again,"

deuce spade

shocked & flustered^tm (I'm too lazy to put the symbol bye)

slowly backs away and grips his mouth (kinda like tamaki at that once scene LOL) while slowly turning pink. not red because red is riddle's thing and no one can do riddle's thing.

is too shy and his mind is going a thousand million miles an hour <- exaggerated cause it's deuce.

the definition of "WTH OMG AKVSJABAJS" + inner crisis mode activated, I knew he was an idia kinnie somewhere deep there

pledges to you that he will be the man in the relationship, the pants, the— insert weird analogies.

loves u now and idk why he's going so fast. would probably not marry anyone else because boy is DEDICATED now.

#ㅤ◜◡◝ . . signed !#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland imagines #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #trey clover x reader #trey clover #ace trapolla x reader #ace trapolla #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #deuce spade x reader #deuce spade #x reader #x gn reader

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risquewonu · 4 years

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svt as things the male species have actually said to me

hello welcome to this shitpost on my new smut blog!! not all of these will be nsfw, but some are, sooo be warned kiddos! this isn’t for you!

and yes, these are real things men have said to me, sometimes even in bed. you’ve been warned.

seungcheol: “fuck i’m gonna choke you again, i love it when you shake like that”

I- PHEW

you can’t tell me cheol wouldn’t be into choking it’s written in stone

also he would love watching you shake, makes him feel powerful and shit

after he chokes you the first time he’d do it when you’re least expecting it just for your reaction

big dick man big dick cheol

jeonghan: “god you’re so cute when you’re mad”

i HATE when guys say this so yes 100% jeonghan would

i mean he’d genuinely think it’s cute but still

asshole

but would also lead to him trying to fuck the mad out of you

“why are you whining? i thought you were mad at me?” bitch

joshua: “i just don’t get why we can’t fuck in the on campus bathroom?”

WHY DO YOU THINK JOSHUA

joshua would be the type to just want a quickie in a bathroom

like no biggie, creampie next to the paper towel dispenser

but if you give it to him once he’s gonna expect it every few days or something

so just say no

junhui: “i’m not gonna lie you got me hard in my pants”

lmao

i dont think he’d say this to someone unless he was in a relationship but i just see him as someone who’s really sexually open?

like if you guys are together he’s not going to be shy about it

just come home like “yo i thought about your ass all day”

it’s kinda endearing tho ngl

soonyoung: “mmm i’m gonna eat this pussy like a mcchicken... imma call it a mcpussy”

yes.... yes a man really did say this to me. between my legs. during sex.

soonyoung would say this so seriously too

like mmm give me that value menu pussy

I’D KILL HIM

he’d prob still expect a blowjob afterwards too

wonwoo: “i’m gonna fuck you in the shower, in the kitchen, on this couch, next to the pool... i’m fucking you everywhere in this apartment.”

DONT GOTTA TELL ME TWICE SIR!

this is totally bc he wants you to randomly be making a sandwich one day and then get flashbacks of when he fucked you against the fridge

when you say something snarky to him in the living room he’d be like “you weren’t talking shit when i fucked you on that chair last week”

and if you were to move into together it’s his way of “breaking in the furniture”

also hes a dom so. he’d really like that shit

jihoon: “it doesn’t matter, in my head you were mine”

OHOHO SO I HAVE GOOD REASONING FOR THIS

we all know that predebut jihoon had 0 experience in relationships

and i think he’d say this in the context of like “i know we aren’t together but youre still mine”

which is wrong imo

but i think his lack of experience makes it a bit harder for him to be able to establish things like that

minghao: “wth... am I supposed to cuddle myself or?”

minghao sassy there i said it

ofc said with love

and because he misses you

he’s just kinda shy to be like “i really wish i could cuddle you rn :(”

so he’s passive aggressive with it lol

mingyu: “we don’t even have to fuck please just let me take you back to my room so i can eat you out please please please”

OKAY LISTEN MINGYU’S HORNY 24/7

also the guy who said this to me was so hot holy shit

but anyways, i see gyu as a desperate horny drunk too so if yall were at a party and he was getting excited u know

he’d just straight beg

he’s also a switch so the man is a whiny sub

seokmin: “i was talking about you to my mom! she asked what i was doing on valentine’s day and i said i wish i was spending it with you”

uh slow down there cowboy we’ve literally only been fucking for like 2 weeks

seokmin is the type to want to fuck with love behind it

so yeah, he gets attached

therefore u know if he’s fucking u u are his babie

also soft boi

seungkwan: “i love that since we’ve been together, i can’t remember what my life was like without you”

UGH ANOTHER SOFT BOI

sorry this one isnt really nsfw but i can really see seungkwan loving with his whole heart

like i think he’s the type of guy who wants his first love to be his last

once he knows a world with you in it he doesn’t want one without you

no worries tho i will be discussing sexy times with boo in other posts

vernon: “can you send me a pic of your tits i’m hard”

damn bitch can i get a please at least

but yeah vernon would say this lol

i think he’s a tits guy too

at least he asked though??

but he wouldn’t get mad if you said no

chan: “does me talking about you being tight get your 🐱 all 💦 ? it certainly gets my 🍆 all ‼️ for your 🍑 ”

GOD THIS BURNED MY EYES TO HAVE TO WRITE OUT

WE ALL KNOW CHAN WOULD SAY THIS WITH HIS WHOLE ASS CHEST AND BE 100000% SERIOUS ABOUT IT

he’d send this shit and be like “ahaha i’m so good at sexting”

will prob brag to vernon about it the next day about how wet he got you

you were eating chips while he sent it and it took u 10 minutes to reply bc you were so disappoijnted

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spideyskrunkly · 3 years

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GPD Chat

Just something for fun

🧸 - Grace

🐍 - Nathan

🎧 - Alex

👮‍♂️ - Ramirez

🍭 - Jones

⭐ - Chief

Warnings: swearing, rude humor, crappy art also no reader here sorry

Everyone's just being mean to eachother

I was kinda inspired by a Wattpad fic

2:24 p.m.

🍭, 👮‍♂️, 🎧, 🐍 and 🧸 have joined the chat

🎧: Everyone in here?

🐍: Present

🧸: Hey

👮‍♂️: Here

🍭: wtf Ramirez where have you been aren't you supposed to be at work????

👮‍♂️: Chief King gave me the day off so I went to the beach

🐍: What's the weather like over there

👮‍♂️: A little chilly but pretty sunny

🧸: I heard they had some animals around

🎧: Like sharks 😨

🧸: No more like just crabs and types that can be seafood

👮‍♂️: I actually got a picture of the crab!

👮‍♂️: I took what's called a selfie

🍭: How is that news

🎧: Shut up Jones

🍭: 😢

🎧: #jonesslander20××

🍭: Wth

🎧: Chile anyways so Ramirez can we see the photo

👮‍♂️: Sure

🐍: What kind of crab is it

👮‍♂️: idk but it's green

🐍: Oh no, stay away I heard they were weird

👮‍♂️: Don't worry Nathan I only took a photo

👮‍♂️:

👮‍♂️: Like I said, a selfie

🎧: THAT'S NOT HOW YOU DO A SELFIE 💀💀

🍭: BRO 💀

🧸: 😂 wtf the angle

👮‍♂️: I'm trying my best here 😭😭

🐍: Y'all c'mon he's old give him a break now he didn't know

🍭: This is that horror movie type shit 💀

🧸: LMAO

🎧: Naw this is one of those anime angles

🧸: ALEX DUDE

🍭: LMFAO ALEX

🐍: I'm ashamed of you all

👮‍♂️: It's okay Nathan this happens all the time

🐍: U should stick up for yourself man

🐍: This is why Jones is rude

🍭: 🙄💅 Bitch, I can be rude to whoever stands against me and that is that

🎧: I don't see crumbs off of his statement

🐍: That's it

🐍 adds ⭐ in the chat

🍭: WTF NATHAN

🧸: Nathan bro

🧸: You can't just do that

🎧 : We're so dead

👮‍♂️: Yikes

🐍: WTF RAMIREZ I WAS DEFENDING YOU 😡😡

👮‍♂️: Calling the chief in here is suicide

🐍: Relax he might be busy

⭐ joins the chat

🍭: bro 😑

🐍: oh shit

⭐: What is this

⭐: Why aren't you all working

👮‍♂️: Damnit Nathan

🎧: Misunderstood the assignment

🧸: Hey Chief

⭐: Hello Grace

⭐: What's up Nathan

🐍: Ramirez is getting bullied but now I'm getting bullied

🎧: fatherless behavior

🍭: Whoa Alex 💀

🧸: Oh damn ok Alex

👮‍♂️: Sheesh Alex 😨

🐍: See

⭐: Quit bullying each other and get to work

🍭: I am now 🧚‍♂️ a non bully 🧚‍♂️

⭐: Shut up Jones

🍭: Now I'm getting bullied after I stopped

🍭: Harassment!!

🎧: #jonesslander20××

🧸: Alex you need to calm down

🍭: YEAH ALEX CALM DOWN

🧸: No Jones I still think you need to shut up

🍭: Grace 😭

🐍: This is getting out of hand

⭐: Well CUT IT OUT

⭐: Get back to work that's an order

⭐: Now how do you turn this off

👮‍♂️: There's a red button that says off sir

⭐: Thank you Ramirez

⭐: Now hang on

⭐: [muted]

🧸: sir??

🐍: I think he disconnected

🎧: No his chatbar is muted, I checked the recent active bar

🍭: HOW???

🍭: Ramirez what did you tell him???

👮‍♂️: I didn't tell him anything I just told him about the red button on the right corner to turn off

🎧: THAT'S THE FUCKING MUTE CHAT BUTTON DUMBASS

👮‍♂️: Why would they even have that button

🎧: I think he was co host or something so maybe he had the option to shut anyone up

🐍: Ramirez you basically told him to shut up

🍭: Down bad

🧸: srs 💀

👮‍♂️: Aw come on guys

⭐: ...

🍭: Wait his icons still glowing

👮‍♂️: Wait so then how can he get out??

🎧: Click options and then click exit

👮‍♂️: Oh ok

⭐:

🍭: OMG I WAS LEAST EXPECTING THAT 💀💀

🧸: See we need to work on angles 😂

🐍: NO BECAUSE WTF

👮‍♂️: 😂😂😂😂

🎧: LMAO BOOMER SHIT 👹

🍭: ALEX CHILL

⭐: GOT IT

⭐: I CAN SEE THE CHAT

⭐: RAMIREZ

👮‍♂️: I'm so sorry sir I thought that was the mute button

⭐: PULL THAT SHIT AGAIN AND YOU ALL ARE GOING TO BE ON FILING DUTY

🍭: Why all of us tf

🧸: Exactly wtf for

⭐: QUIT QUESTIONING ME

⭐: NOW GET TO WORK

⭐: Jones I have an assignment for you so come to my office

🍭: Damnit

🎧: lmao see you in hell

🍭: 🖕

#criminal case #david jeremiah jones #grimsborough #eduardo ramirez #alex turner #nathan pandit #grace delaney #samual king #chief king

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take me home

TW: no minors , darkthemes like sexual assualt , smut and a dom and sub relashionship .dom bruce sub reader not much kinky stuff alot of fluff aswell, and edging and the use of sir

it was a friday night you were working in ice burg lounge working as a stripper , there were many men watching, eyes staring at your every move . but there were these peircing blue eyes that u couldnt help but notice ,and these eyes happened belonged to the one and only prince of gotham, bruce wayne . bearly anyone saw bruce come outside so this was unsual but you assumed he was like any other man looking for some female attention so you contined working your way around the pole. you were wearing a black lace matching set with black kitten heels and a lana del rey type of eyeliner on your face and you also had a set of dark deep red nails ,. your next dance blew everyones mind you were dancing to million dollar man by lana del rey, men were dazzled by your moves esspecially bruce there was so much money on the stage and the lights were flashing in purple and pink strobes it was so euphoric it felt like a movie . it was an hour later you were packing a bag full of your money and underwear so u could go home. as soon as it was packed you left thru the back door but you heard footsteps following you so u ran a faster pace down the alley but as soon as you got to the end of the alley you realized it was a dead end . wth are you supposed to do now, theres no where to hide as soon as the figures caught up to you ,you realized they were some of the guys who where watching you preform and now they had you all cornered you tried to yell but one of them covered your mouth then the other one started to taunt and tease you “aww look at the little whore all scared and no where go ,mhh where gonna have fun with you little lady” “im not a whore pls just let me go you can have my money just please let me go “ you tried to mumble from underneath one of the mens hand he didnt listen and instead he started to put his hand up ur skirt, you pushed and kicked but it was no use he almost had his hand fully up your skirt when all of you saw something walking up the ally. the men let go of you and threw you onto the ground full force and u hit u head on the pavement , it was the batman who was there to save the day “oyy look who we have here the bats what are you gonna do get a pack of bats to eat us yur usless mate and this whore is ours tonight “ batman then knocked them both cold out. you were still on the floor and your lip and head were bleeding a little, batman kneeled down he was really worried about you “are you okay” he questioned you shook your head “please just take me home please im begging you “ then you passed out from the head injury .batman had no idea where you lived so he picked you up from the ground and put you in the batmobile and took you back to the manor and he got alfred to clean your injurys, then he took you up to his room and put you on his bed , your outfit was all dirty so he took it of. he tried his best not to look but he kinda had to so he could put you in his black oversized t shirt and a pair of his boxers ,he then tucked you carefully into his bed and he sat in a chair and watched you till the sun came up just to make sure u were ok. “what am i doing here where am i and why am i here and why are you here bruce.” before bruce could respond she saw his eyeliner on his face and his suit on the ground “youre... batman?” bruce nodded and stared at her “y/n you had a really rough night last night , do u remember what happened “. you nodded it was all coming back to you now , you started crying bruce went into the bed so he could hold u tight in his arms , slowly after you where in his arms you stopped crying , you realized you did not have your own clothes on “where are my clothes why are they off and whos are these” “there mine y/n , and your clothes where dirty so i had to take them of im sry but i promise i didnt do anything and i promise you , you have nothing to embarssed of “ you nodded and tried to get up but you couldnt you were just too weak “whoa settle down there you hit youre head last night and you were pushed on the ground, is there something i can do for you perhaps?” “idk bruce i just wanna shower i feel all gross it can wait” you huffed . “y/n what if i ran a bath , seen as your still a little weak plus ive allready seen you bare so it aint that much of deal?” you turned red but agreed. bruce finnally had the bath ready for you but before he lifted you to the bath he asked you to take your clothes of but you couldnt your hands where shaking too much “bruce i cant im sry ik this is stupid but would mind helping me ?” you asked with you head low and your face bright red , bruce nodded and walked over and started to take your top off he blushed when he saw your breasts but then he started to take your underwear off you tried not to look at his face bc u felt horrible putting him in this postion. he slowly put your body in the bath you hissed at the hot temprature , “thankyou bruce “ “its ok y/n i couldnt just leave you in the alley plus you now know my secret “ he sighed remembering you knew he was the batman “i wont say anything i promise bruce your secret is safe “ he nodded and grabbed a spounge and started washing your naked body . even tho you bearly knew bruce you felt oddly safe way with him . when he took you outta the bath he lifted you onto the counter and dried you of and he put back on the boxers and shirt he had given you, then he lifted you in the bed and tucked you in and kissed your for head and made sure you were alright , he was about to leave when you suddenly cried out his name “bruce i -iknow this is stupid but can you stay in the bed with me , i dont wanna be alone” you now had tears running down your face, how could bruce deny you , he slowly gave a hesitant nod and got under the covers with you . you made sure there was space between the both of you because you thought he would like the space , you were now asleep and you tarted snuggling bruce in your sleep he had no idea what to do so he just stayed still but then u started grinding your body against him he started to get hard and he could feel a wet spot from your cunt on his leg he started shaking you and calling your name .you eventually woke up but then u noticed bruces hard on and the wetness seeping thru your underwear, you realized you had a wet dream “bruce i-mm so so sorry omg “ your face was bright red bruce looked at you and said “ no im sorry y/n i should have more control “ he looked at his hard on and asked to be excused but you got up and sat in his lap and kissed him , he didnt move he just leant harder into the kiss he flipped you from his lap onto the matress and began kissing you harder and asked “do you want this y/n “ “more than anything bruce please” you begged , he began to take your underwear of and then he took of your shirt off and he began to play with ur breasts kissing and suckling on them and then he made kisses all the way down your chest untill he reached ur soaking wet cunt , he looked up at you for reasurance you nodded and moaned soft and sweet sounds coming out of your mouth, bruce started kissing and sucking your clit “omg bruce please keep going im beggin you omg” you practically screamed gripping his hair bruce started putting his tounge inside your hole making you feel as if you were about slip into a pool of extacy. bruce could feel you shaking he could feel your orgasm about to rip outta you so he stopped “wtf bruce i was aboutta cum” you shouted in anger “ik y/n but i want you to cum around my cock , do not take that tone with me or you wont get a single ounce of plesure do you fucking hear me” “sorry sir” “thats how i like it now be a good girl and listen” he said as his tip was now touching your inside now he was fully in you , you never thought a man could be as big as bruce he was practically ripping you in half with each thrust . “ omg bruce im so close “ you screamed “me too y/n” he grunted with his very last thrust which finally made you both break youre orgasms finally breaking thru you both bruce kept thrusting in and out of you pushing thru both your highs, then once he was done he got tissues and cleaned you both up , “thanks bruce “ you said in alow tone voice when he was cleaning you up from all the cum that came from you both . “np y/n how about i tuck you in be now and we can both sleep “ you nodded a he began to tuck the both of you in for the night he kissed your forhead “goodnight bruce “ you whisperd “goodnight y/n” bruce whispered back as he cuddled you from the behind

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