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sidthedollface2 · 1 year ago

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Something Old and Something New

Pairing: Azriel x Reader (Rhys sister)

Summary: Rhys tells Azriel to back off Elain and find release at a pleasure hall. Instead, Azriel finds you, Rhys' younger sister.

The Princess of the Night Court becomes Azriels rebound. What could possibly go wrong?

Word count: 4.8k

Warnings: MDNI 18+, ANGST, hurt/no comfort, cheating? (not really tho you'll see), smut (p in v, oral, fingering) no use of yn, nicknames, drug use, alcohol.

A/n: I’m back from vacation and decided to do this one shot in between crown fit for a god. I really don't like using yn (its me not you) so every one of my fics will have a nickname but its still x reader. I’m sorry in advance if this hurts you. Anyway, enjoy. :)

“You will leave Elain alone. If you need to fuck someone, go to a pleasure hall and pay for it, but stay away from her.”

Azriel hadn't slept in weeks. The weight of his shame suddenly became too heavy for his illyrian shoulders. You weren't supposed to be this magnetic and he wasn't supposed to stick around this long. He told himself it was just going to be a quick fling, someone he could spend the night with and try to forget about her.

But you had always been in his company. Ever since you became of age he thought you were stunning and entirely too good for him. You were afterall Rhysands younger sister. The female version with equal power and even more beautiful. Graceful when needed, mostly among people of importance, and always polite and kind like a princess should be. You were a Princess for the people, earning the citizens trust and walking among them like each and every person was your friend. It was no secret why they preferred your company to their High Lord.

Your amethyst eyes were now engrained behind his very own eyelids, everytime he closed his eyes for the night, they shot wide open. The image of you under him all those nights and the soft moans as he took you to bed in the shroud of darkness. He really didn’t know how it happened, mostly, he blamed it on the alcohol. One night after Ritas was all it took for him to be obsessed, seeking you out when his loneliness threatened to consume him.

Azriel’s panting mixes with your own moans as he pumps himself inside you. The delicious drag of his thick cock leaves you breathless under him. His touch is gentle as he cups your cheek, his hazel eyes never leaving yours as he imagines forever in your arms. “You're so beautiful. Can’t believe I get to have you.” He coo’s as he trails soft kisses down your neck, nipping and biting your flesh, careful to not leave any marks. Your hands card through his dark waves, back arching off the bed when his lips attach to your pebbled nipple.

Kissing and biting at the fullness of your breasts, soothing away the love bruising he left on them previously. His scarred hands feel like silk when they roam the soft curves of your body, lighting a fire within you with each and every touch. Knees dig into the bed as he grips your hips, still completely sheathed inside you. He moves your body against his, matching the velocity of his thrusts. Deeper and deeper. One arm wraps around your waist while the other rubs tiny circles on your clit. His eyes never leave your beautiful face as his favorite part comes to life right before him. Your head is thrown back, mouth agape as pleasure builds in the pit of your stomach. “Oh fuck Az, don’t stop.” Azriel’s eyes sparkle with wonder as you fall apart beneath him. Toes curling as the force of your orgasm takes over all your senses. Azriel follows soon after. His pace stutters as your name falls from his lips with a groan. Spilling his seed into you with slow thrusts, ensuring each drop doesn't go to waste.

“You were so good for me baby,” he smiles as he peppers your face with kisses. Azriel pulls out with a hiss and you giggle into the covers when his toned ass walks to the bathroom. You pout adorably when he returns wearing a pair of low hanging pants, and a warm cloth in his hands. “None of that love. I’m all yours and very willing to give you seconds and thirds,” he waggles his eyebrows and nestles between your legs. No shame or embarrassment from neither of you as he gently cleans you up. In between his gentle wipes he places a loud kiss to your core, “so fucken pretty.”

“Pink or Red?” He asks, looking through your assortment of panties, imagining how you'd look wearing the lacey ones. “Black.” Is all you reply and Azriels grin widens when you pick the lacey ones.

He insists on helping you get dressed, pinching your butt and digging his fingers in your sides, making you giggle. You swat his greedy hands away. knowing it's just an excuse to keep touching you. “I’m not going to let you help me next time, all you do is tickle me,” you joke, knowing very well you couldn’t keep him away if you tried. “Fine. I won’t tickle you next time,” he says, crossing his arms with a sly grin on his handsome face.

“You said that last time, and the time before that too.”

“Then you should know what to expect. Now come to bed, and snack with me.” Azriel moves to lay on the bed and opens the covers. Patting the space next to him with the palm of his hand, beckoning you next to him. You don’t have to be told twice, because this was without a doubt your favorite part. Like clockwork Azriel requested all your favorite snacks and without hesitation the house delivered.

Like a true Royal he fed you ripe grapes from the vine, watching intently as you parted your mouth for the sweet berry. Azriel licked his lips when your mouth wrapped around the fruit, making you chuckle as you pulled it off the stem. “When you said snacks this is not what I had in mind. I was thinking more like dessert.”

“You just had dessert baby,” he teased with a shit eating grin as he gestured to his cock. You couldn’t help the snort that escaped from the back of your throat, causing you both to burst into fits of laughter, giggling like children. Who knew the shadowsinger belly laughed so openly. Something he only did with you. Once your laughs died down Azriel indulged you with a sweet treat. Again offering to spoon feed you, taking every chance to lick frosting off your glossy lips or fingers.

By the end of the night you couldn't believe how sore your cheeks were from laughing so hard. Azriel had this charm about him, and you couldn’t get enough. You draped your arm over his toned stomach. Head nestled against his chest, listening to the rhythm of his strong heart, a melody you loved to fall asleep to. He held you close to his chest, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, inhaling the scent of your hair, “Goodnight baby,” he whispered.

“Night Az, I love you.”

Silence.

Azriel didn’t sleep that night. Neither did you. You didn’t expect him to say the words back, because he’d shown you he loved you in his actions alone. But his coldness afterward was unexpected. He laid still under you. No longer stroking your hair, or rubbing small circles on your back. It was like all the air had left his body yet the rhythm of his heart increased, hammering against his chest with the ferocity of a freight train. If he felt your saddened tears fall on his chest he didn’t mention it, too caught up in his thoughts to console you.

But now all his thoughts were of you and how quick your love had turned bitter when he didn't respond after you had said those three words to him.

He was an idiot. Because he did love you. At the very sight of you his heart beat wildly in his chest. He wanted to spend every waking moment holding your hand and kissing your perfect lips. Fall asleep with you in his arms only to be awoken by your feminine beauty. But Rhysand was unaware that you two were in a relationship. Were you in a relationship? He never asked. Wanted to. But he didn’t. He couldn’t imagine a day where Rhys would accept him as your lover. Rhys had been furious that he wanted to sleep with Elain, threatening him to no end. He couldn't imagine the anger if he were to find out that he turned his efforts to you instead. There were only a few things Azriel was scared of. Rhysands fury if he were to ever find out he’s been sleeping with his sister. And losing you. Those sort of went hand and hand didn’t they.

You woke up alone the following morning. Thinking that your confession was too much for the shadowsinger. And perhaps you were just one of his many conquests added to the long list of females that warmed his bed. For as long as you knew Azriel he only had casual flings, nothing of substance. No one he introduced to his family. It made you feel stupid. He made you feel stupid. Hoping that you were the one he could call home. Someone he could envision spending the rest of his life with. You could forgive him for not saying ‘I love you’ back. That didn’t stop you from loving him and that didn’t mean he didn’t care about you. Because surely he did right?

Right?

It wasn’t just that though, you had overheard Azriel tell Cassian sleeping with you was a mistake and that choosing you to be his rebound hadn’t worked out for him. “She said she loved me. It’s just all wrong. This wasn’t how I wanted things to go between us-” You didn’t bother hearing the rest of the conversation. Azriel’s words left your heart gaping, a wound so large you were afraid no one could mend it.

You had missed the importance of his following words, how Azriel wished he had done things right with you. Courted you the right way, with flowers and lovely dates to the finest eateries. Taking things slow at first, holding hands and sweet kisses under the moonlight. You didn’t hear Azriel explain that you had become more than he ever expected, more than just a rebound. He wanted a life with you. Now and forever, just you two and the family he always wanted.

You’d both move into a beautiful house just along the Sidra where you’d spend hours decorating every room to your liking. He’d soon marry you in front of all his family and friends, wearing the finest gown that glittered brighter than the night sky. During the mating frenzy, because of course you were his mate, he’d be sure to fuck a baby into you. And if his seed didn’t stick he wouldn't stop until your scent shifted to one of a pregnant female. He just hoped that Rhysand would give his blessing.

Now everytime Azriel tried to seek you out, you were nowhere to be found. Like you had just vanished from the Night Court, even though the other members had interactions with you. You suddenly had no time for Azriel. The citizens of Velaris saw you less and less and when they did, your time spent was cut in half. Your joyous laughter no longer echoed the halls of the House of Wind, instead Cassian and Nesta’s not so secret sex romps were becoming more frequent. You had changed your entire schedule to avoid crossing paths with the shadowsinger.

You no longer spent your mornings having breakfast with Rhysand and Feyre, instead you woke up earlier than usual and held your morning breakfast in the library.

“Why are you having breakfast here and not with Rhys?” Azriels hazel eyes took you in as he neared, noticing your tense shoulders. Closing the book in your hand, now finished with your chapter, you stand and gather your items into your bag, “was just catching up on some reading.” You don’t meet his gaze, the sight of him too painful for your heart to bear. “You haven’t been training with Cassian either,” he continues. “Or shopping with Mor. You haven't exchanged books with Nesta and,” Azriel towers over you, his breath fanning over your cheek at his closeness, “you haven’t warmed my bed.” Your eyes finally meet his, a look of desire in his warm eyes as his hands come up to cup your face. A glance over his shoulder has you pulling away from his touch as Elain enters the library, her soft voice dancing along the walls, “Hi Az.”

He ignores her completely, doesn’t even spare her a glance. But your eyes travel from her to him and back again. You see the fondness she has for him in the flush of her cheeks and the way her voice sings as she calls his name.

Memories of their subtle interactions come crashing into your mind. Her shy gaze whenever he walked in the room. The slight brush of fingers when they crossed paths, his lingering gaze when she exited a room.

He’s not yours, and you're not his. Never was, never will be. It dawns on you then that all the soft touches and lingering glances were never sincere but simply a ploy to get Elain jealous. Everytime you made love to him you gave a part of yourself, hoping he would accept you with open arms and an open heart.

You had hoped you were the only one in his life that made him throw his head back, eyes closed shut in ecstasy. But it's clear now when he closed his eyes he saw Elain riding him instead, not you. She was who he really wanted and you were just a placeholder. The rebound.

He knows you well enough to tell when you're about to fall apart and now is one of those instances. It clicks for him now why he hasn’t seen you. Azriel catches your arm before you dart away, his touch gentle yet firm “you're avoiding me.” He says, worry etched all over his face as he attempts to pull you into his chest. “I’ve figured it out so you can stop pretending to care about me now.” A tear escapes your waterline and Azriel reaches to thumb away the hurt that he's caused.

You don't give him the chance as you swat his hand away and turn to make your exit. He’s panicking now watching you practically run away from him, as you hurry to get away from his presence.

A wound so intense suddenly opens within his heart. With no other option but to just blurt out the first thing that comes to his mind to keep you close. “I adore you!” he says breathlessly and waits for you to run into his arms so he could kiss you silly. When you turn around to confront him, Elain comes up from behind him and wraps her arms around his middle in a tight squeeze. A picture perfect couple you think to yourself, her innocent personality and bubbly nature a lovely contrast to his tall, dark and handsome. Azriel can’t pry her arms off him in time to chase after you before you rush out of the library, traces of your scent still lingering in the air.

You run and run you're not sure for how long, just long enough till your tears are dried tracks along your soft cheeks. You find yourself in the arms of your brother, clutching his shirt in your closed fist as you loosen the cries that held your throat hostage. “Hey hey, what's wrong?” he coo’s pulling away just enough to see the heartbreak etched in your pretty face. “Send me away please Rhys, I am begging. I never ask anything of you, it doesn’t have to be forever, just a few months.” Your shoulders are shaking violently as you continue to wail into his chest, the intensity of your cries cracking the high lord into submission. “Are you sure, love? I can fix-”

“No! There's nothing you can do.”

Rhys nods, winnowing you to a secret cabin that sits along the border of The Night Court. “Just tell me this. Are you in any danger?” he asks, “because I know Azriel and Cassian or even myself will-”

You wince at the mention of Azriels name, “I’m not in any danger, brother.” You assure him as you settle on the couch in front of the hearth, pulling a warm throw over your body and curling in on yourself. “Good, that’s good. I’ll talk to Kallias. He has someone he wants you to meet. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind hosting you for as long as you need.” Rhysand takes one last look at you, studying how unhappy you look, hoping you can confide in him your troubles, whatever they may be. You lay bundled under the comfort of the blanket, your glossy eyes staring into the flames of the fireplace. It’s heat providing a comfort you wish was someone else's.

Azriel enters your room frantically searching for you, but he gasps and stumbles back when he sees Cerridwen packing your belongings. “Where is she?” he asks, his voice tense and panicked as he grips her by the shoulders. “I’m afraid I don’t have that information.”

“Why are you packing her stuff then?” He starts shaking her shoulders, as if it would quicken her answer. “She’ll be visiting the Winter Court and Rhysand requests her favorite items to be sent to her.”

You were running away from him, when all he wanted was to run toward you. Azriels world shattered completely. If you weren't here to live beside him then he had no interest in living. He had been too complacent in being in the now and not once had he initiated to be something serious. Now he was left with longing.

That same night Rhysand made accommodations for you to stay in the Winter Courts Palace. Kallias and Vivienne were more than happy to have you stay with them. They were quite eager to introduce you to their son Kit. Hoping that with time you’d become great friends. Kit was the spitting image of his father. His white hair styled to perfection, with not a single strand misplaced. Chiseled cheekbones and a sharp jaw, pouty lips with Icy blue eyes to match his cool demeanor. His eyes trailed your beautiful curves as he bowed, taking your hand within his, placing a tender kiss to your delicate knuckles. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Princess.”

Your violet eyes met his and for a moment his pretty face made you forget about your heartbreak. Kit extended his elbow to you and without a second doubt you linked your arm with his as he led you to see the beauty of his Court.

You spent the next two weeks in the company of the future Heir. Kit remained a respectful host. Introducing you to his closest friends, a welcomed change of personalities compared to your friends from home. Each evening he’d join you for dinner. Offering a different restaurant each night in hopes to expand your palate in order to get a feel for your favorite foods.

During your brief stay you opened up to him and told him of the situationship you had with Azriel. You explained to him what you overheard Azriel say and how stupid he made you feel after you confessed your love for him. “I finally saw the way he looked at her and it broke me more than it should have, because I remember when he looked at me the same way. I heard him tell Cass that I was just the girl he picked to get over her. I never meant anything to him. Yet this whole time it had been real for me and I foolishly fell in love with him.”

“Oh sweetheart, you deserve to be someone's first and only choice. You’re a Princess of The Night Court, if anyones the stupid one It’s him for not seeing how incredible you are.” With the end of his sweater sleeve, Kit wipes away a stray tear that escaped your waterline. His gentleness is a stark contrast to the ice flowing within his veins. “Besides I hear there's a handsome Prince looking for a warm heart to thaw the coldness in his soul,” he smirks playfully, rocking on the heels on his feet, a look of innocence in his crystal eyes. Your sweet giggle transcends into his favorite song and he makes it a mission to hear it often.

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Azriel was tearing himself apart from the inside out. By the third day of being plastered and starting fights with innocent bystanders; Rhys had pulled him off missions until he sobered up enough to function. All that did was give him a larger drinking window. He visited every winery and brewery in Verlaris, sometimes even forgetting how he got there in the first place. Drowning in bottles of liquor till he could barely stand, let alone fly or walk or do anything for that matter. Tonight was different from the past two weeks, as he decided to smoke his problems away, alcohol no longer providing the high that made him forget.

The strain for tonight was Mirthroot laced with Amnesia Haze, a hallucinogenic that could either make your deepest wish a reality or make you completely forget your life's problems.

Azriel couldn’t remember how he got up the steps to the house of wind. He couldn’t remember lots of things as of late. One thing he’d never forget though, was your scent and the way you made him feel. So when he opened the door to the house and your sensual perfume hit his nose he almost fell to his knees with relief.

You were finally home. He could explain himself and tell you that he loved you and that you meant the world to him. Azriel followed your scent like it was second nature. His shadows excitedly rushed up stairs towards your bed chambers, leaving him slightly confused because you were sitting at the kitchen Table.

Your hair was long in flowy waves down your back, a little longer since the last time he saw you. It hadn't been that long had it? It didn’t matter, all he wanted was to hold you in his arms again. Keep you safe in Velaris where you belong. Azriel slowly approached you, his breath shaky as he placed his hand on your shoulder. “Vi?”

Violet, the nickname you were given for your stunning eyes with various shades of purple and blue. Your eyes met his and you smiled, “Hi Az.”

“Gods I missed you,” he admitted as he pulled you up from the chair, enveloping you in a warm embrace. You were slightly startled at how tight he hugged you. Inhaling your scent deeply as his nose nuzzled against your neck. “I’m so sorry, for everything. Please forgive me?” Azriel cupped your face between his scarred hands, angling you to look up at him. His pupils were large and dilated, a gaze mixed with sorrow and lust. Your brows furrowed in confusion, “Az? What are you talking about?”

“Come here, I need to tell you something.” Azriel lifted you onto the kitchen counter, earning a small yelp from your lips. He settled between your knees, making your thin night dress pool around your hips. His hands remained on your exposed thighs, rubbing them softly to keep you warm. His eyes never strayed from yours, like he couldn't believe you were actually here. “I made a mistake and should have never let you feel like you were the wrong choice. I don’t care what Rhys says anymore. I want you.”

His hands inch closer to your center, a silent request to touch you as the other brings your lips to his in a steamy kiss. You nod into the kiss, giving him permission to touch you. Azriel pulls your panties to the side, easily coating his fingers in your arousal, groaning when he feels how wet you already are from his kiss alone.

Your breath catches when he slips his fingers inside and curls them in a come hither motion. “Oh gods Az, I’ve dreamed of this moment,” you pant into his mouth, needing more of him, anything he's willing to give you’ll take. He then rubs tiny circles on your clit, making you throw your head back so hard it slams against the cupboard in a loud thud. White flashes behind your eyes as your orgasm crashes over you, a giddy smile plastered on your face from the pleasure he's given you.

You hop off the counter, eager to return the favor. Palming his cock, you notice he's barely hard, a groan escapes his mouth as you fumble with his belt. You pull Azriels pants down along with his underwear, pooling at his ankles, his cock still not fully erect. Your small hand grips him at the base, making him hiss. He sways side to side, eyes closed as he concentrates on getting hard, something he's never had to do before. You pump his shaft. Once. Twice. And then you wrap your lips around his cock and suck, the warmth of your mouth excites him and he stands at attention, finally. “So the rumors are true,” you coo.

“Fuck baby, your mouth feels so good. I Fucken love you.”

Wait. What rumors?

“Azriel?”

Azriels eyes fly open. You're standing in the doorway, shaking like a leaf in the wind with a hand over your mouth. Sobbing loudly into your hand, tears blurring your vision as they escape your waterline. Heavy drops fall to the ground and the only sound heard is the unmistakable ‘pop’ as the female on her knees releases Azriels cock from her mouth.

Azriel blinks rapidly, shaking his head, trying to rid himself of the haze he's in. He looks down to the female, stuffing his cock back in his pants as she's scrambling to get up.

“Elain?” he chokes out her name, tears welling in his eyes as he stares at her, devastation in his wide eyes as he realizes what he's done. What he did to her thinking she was you. His eyes turn to meet yours again, but he only catches your dress billowing as you turn around and run. Your loud wailing echoing in his ears like a hammer to a church bell.

“Vi wait! Please. It’s not what you think!” He yells, rushing past Elain as he sprints after you, needing to reach you before you winnow away. His heavy footsteps pound against the tile floors, waking up the rest of the inner circle. Just as you're about to reach the knob Azriels arms wrap around your middle, pulling your back to his chest. You both crash to the ground from the force of Azriels tackle. His back meets the hard floor in a loud slam, cushioning your fall. “Let me go!” You plead, kicking and clawing at his arms that are tightly wrapped around you. “Sshh, baby please. Listen to me.” his voice cracks as he tries to calm you down, “I love you, I love you so much. I thought she was you!! Please believe me!”

Your voice slices through him, like a dagger to his already bleeding heart. “I hate you!” You scream out in anger, venom lacing every word as it hits its mark. “I hate you! I fucking hate you!”

Darkness envelops the entire room, It’s cold mist threatening to devour anyone who so dares to defy its power. “Azriel, release my sister before I sever those hands off your body.” Rhys stands at the bottom of the stairs, his power bouncing off him like flames of a fire. The rest of the inner circle gathered around him, watching in horror as both males stood off in a staring contest. It’s Azriel who wavers; finally releasing you to shuffle away from him.

Azriel sits on his heels, a subtle submissive pose showing respect to his High Lord. “Rhys, I’m sorry. I’ve been in love with your sister for some time now. Too cowardice to tell you or her,” Azriels gaze falls on you. “I’ve been a mess since you left. Masking my pain with alcohol and drugs, which is no excuse. But tonight I took a hallucinogen, and,” his chin wobbles as he tries to hold back his tears, “I made the biggest mistake of my life. I know I’ve lost you, and you will never forgive me. However, I need you to know, in front of everyone, that I have always loved you. I will always love you.”

Azriel lowers his head. The flood of emotions finally pulled him under the surface, drowning him in his own misery. Fat heavy tears break from his eyes; landing in scattered drops along the floor beneath him. This pain is all consuming, torturous in its own vile way. Tearing at his heart shred by shred, a disastrous mess all by his own hands. A lonely scarred heart to match his scarred hands. Hands that once held the most precious gem, a rare Violet beauty; now only hold the memory of a lost love.

When Azriel lifts his head to see your face for the last time, he’s once again too late. Fear latches onto his ankles like a heavy chain, anchoring him to the bottom of the sea. You’re gone. His darkness driving away your bright light, leading you into the arms of someone new.

Part 2 (Something Borrowed)

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rafessweetgirl · 3 months ago

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better than the movies ; rafe cameron

a/n: if ur seein this its my first fic on here <3 hope its good, i actually don't hate it. it's long for my first tho.

word count / 1.3k

warnings: mean turned nice rafe, angst, fluff, vulnerability, sexual activity mentioned once non-explicitly

to you, love was just something people found in the movies. it was fiction. you had given up on finding love a long time ago.

but here you were. looking at him and feeling so much love. rafe cameron. you smiled to yourself. how did you get here? how did you even know that you loved him? that you were in love with him? you just knew.

if someone had told you that you'd be here in bed, spending your early morning with rafe, you wouldn't have laughed. no, you would've looked at them like they were deranged. "are you fucking crazy?" you'd say. "never in a million years."

you hated each other. rafe was the biggest asshole ever and you were the only girl who wouldn't put up with his shit. in your eyes he was some spoiled brat who turned to drugs when things didn't go his way. you hated how everyone glorified rafe and ignored who he really was. and you were like a punching bag to him. you frustrated him immensely. he hit and hit and hit you over and over again. only you hit back. he was so used to running over people with no regard to their feelings. he had to admit, he enjoyed the fight a bit.

the first time you had seen rafe differently was at topper's party, last spring. it was hot and muggy outside. it had stopped raining a couple hours earlier, before the party started. you were out back, sitting on the edge of the pool with your best friend niya. there were people everywhere and you were starting to sweat. "i need out or im gonna die," you told niya. you got up and walked toward the house.

she shouted after you. "please don’t take your sweet time!"

you rolled your eyes and smiled.

i need to find a bathroom. i can get away from everybody in there.

you kept walking throughout the house knocking on and opening doors until you found one. finally, shit. when you opened the door all the way, you were met with an unfortunately familiar face.

"what the fuck?" he looked at you with disbelief.

"rafe?" you're kidding.

you were pissed now. you were hot and sweaty and just when you thought you had a chance to breathe you run into him.

"get out."

"gladly," you were about to turn around when you noticed something. his nose was red, his eyes watery. almost as if he’d been crying. "wait, were you crying?”

"get the fuck out, now."

"no, not until you answer my question."

he rolled his bloodshot eyes. "no, i wasn't crying."

"it's okay to have feelings rafe, i know you're not used to it."

that set him off. his tough exterior crumbled when he was around you. you never failed to get under his skin. he lunged for you, grabbing you by your arm before you could react. he dragged you inside the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind you, reaching down to lock it.

"and i know you're not used to being anything other than a fucking bitch."

while you would've fired back with some smart ass comment any other time, you weren't worried about his insults right now. no matter how rude he was to you, you were genuinely concerned. you'd never seen him show any emotion other than anger or annoyance.

"rafe, i'm serious. are you okay?" you asked softly. you and rafe stared at each other for what felt like years. he was scared now. he didn't show it but it felt like you could see right through his big, scary act. but he couldn't look away. you had him hypnotized and he could see the genuine worry in your eyes.

"what do you care?"

"im not as big of a bitch as you say i am. i have a heart."

he realized he had you against the door, your head caged between his arms. he stepped back and broke eye contact to stare at the ground.

"i just- i'm going through it right now." he dragged his hands down his face. "i dont wanna talk-" the tears were back.

you stepped towards him and wrapped your arms around his waist. the fuck? what is she doing? he stood there confused. the hug actually felt....good. so he let his arms hang and the tears fall.

"it's okay rafe, you don't even have to tell me."

he finally hugged you back. now he was sobbing, pouring his heart out into the hug. into you. you hugged him tighter. you were so sweet, he realized. he couldn't believe he spent all this time hating you, insulting you every chance he got. how could anyone hate this sweet, sweet girl? nobody had been there for him like this.

his father didn't believe in emotions. maybe that was why he was like this. he felt like he had to be an asshole. not because he wanted to but because if he didn't protect himself, who would?

rafe tucked his head into your shoulder. you smelled amazing, like strawberries and vanilla. it added to your sweetness.

"shhh it's okay." you rubbed his back. "let it all out."

so he did. and when he was done, he pulled away from you and you let him. your heart panged a little at the loss of warmth. but you were glad he let you in. it wasn't as hard as you thought because you genuinely were a good person. rafe just had it out for you for some reason. you acted how you did towards him in self defense.

"dont say shit about this to anyone." good ole rafe.

"oh im so ready to tell everyone," you deadpanned.

"seriously."

"i would never."

"thanks." he sniffled, glancing at you then at himself in the mirror. "really, thank you."

"anytime." you smiled that sweet smile. he hated that he actually liked it.

rafe found a hand towel then turned the sink on, wetting it. he turned it off and wiped his tears away. he looked at you one more time and actually smiled. you stepped out of the way as he reached for the door, opening it and walking out.

you hadn't talked to rafe for a couple months after that. you'd see him around but he'd make it a point not to look at you. at least not while you were looking at him.

it wasn’t until the beginning of summer that you’d heard from him again. you were lying in bed, watching the sunset out the opened doors of your balcony when he called you. how rafe got your number you couldn’t figure out (you make a mental note to ask him about it when he wakes up). but you picked up, and thank God you didn't hate him anymore or you would've hung up when you heard his voice.

thank God you didn't hate him.

he hated to admit it but, "i need you." he said. "please."

and so you ran out your room and drove over to tanneyhill without a second thought. and you were there for rafe. eventually it became routine. he would call you when he needed a shoulder to lean on.

suddenly, his hate for you was gone. maybe it had been love masked as hate.

rafe let you know that he was there for you too, of course. after being around a vunerable rafe for a while, you finally let him in.

you and rafe spent the whole summer together. at the end of everyday, you found yourself wrapped in his warm embrace. you pretty much lived at tanneyhill. being with him felt better than the all the movies you’d watched and the books you had read.

you made love. you argued. you cried in each others arms. you laughed together. and kissed. and held each other, and so much more. but most importantly, you loved each other. and looking at him now, lying on his stomach , the sunrise shining on his toned back, you realized love wasn't fiction. it was real. you had found love. or maybe it had found you.

rafe was love.

a/n: i thought my first fic would be a drabble or smth, but it kept goin and goin and goin. i have drabbles in my drafts and they'll prob turn into full on fics. hope smb see's this and loves it! i would love feed back and suggestions. i dont have a masterlist or anything yet so this is just me trying smth out, thanks @littlelamy for encouraging me. i’m dedicating this to you! <3

cute divider by @dollywons

#rafe cameron x reader #outer banks #rafe fluff #rafe angst #mean!rafe #soft!rafe #rafe x reader #drew starkey #rafe’s actually a decent human being???

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welldrawnfish · 5 days ago

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Hello

Sorry I know this is weird but I was curious if you are tourist to Ottawa?

Also I was wondering if you had any recommendations for what to do for pride in Ottawa? Since this would be my second pride month I will be celebrating as out as trans

Uhh if your touristing and its not just for pride... Avoid Bank St. its touted as the lgbt neighborhood but theirs only a small section of it i would advise traveling. otherwise some assholes are trying to hyper gentrify it, shoving people outta housing and displacing mom and pop businesses. Its leading to alot of homelessness and drug use centered there. Nature museum is a must, super cool and fun exhibits. Across the river in gatineau there's the history museum that has a ton of cool aboriginal stuff. Food wise, Zacs Diner is good if you want some milkshake and fries kinda pub food, King Eddy has some of the best breakfast in the city. Tho Id say Wilf and Ada's is the best diner in town. Pizza, if you like drunk food pizza el toros downtown is great, but its only open on business hours so plan ahead, otherwise if you want good good pizza there's alot of wood fired places around. I like Retro gusto's and Del Piaceira Poisson blue is great, and theres a few good hibachi places in asiatown but i cant remember thier names. As far as free stuff, walking the canal, or the gatinuea/ottawa greenway is gorgeous, theres a cute lil gazebo behind parliament you can go to and have lunch I took kayla we love it there. There is a beach down by mechanicsville i think? museums are free on thursday irrc gatineau has this cool cultural street thats open a little bit a year with crazy exhibits but ive never been because im scared of getting lost in frenchland theres the art museum and if you can afford it a great theater, they doing beetlejuice right now that id kill to go to but i aint got beetlejuice money. beeeee-cause im broke. havent found any good sushi places, and i dont normally go out for burritos or anything like that. I prefer to cook my own food so im sorry i dont have more food recommendations Gatineau state park has a shuttle bus and you can get pretty deep in there and go camping its amazing there. i really want to start going camping more if i had the cash for gear. Sparks is pretty to walk down, and theres a spooky walk agency that gives you tours of haunted buildings thats lots of fun. but dont eat or buy on sparks, tourist trap. Same with the byward market, spend wisely, its pricey because its touristy. ottawa is pretty big so its hard to give more info unless theres something specific your into, but i assume youll be mostly downtown so thats what id hit if i were there.

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mulletmitsuya · 1 year ago

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Toman groupchat

Warnings: swearing, suggestive, mentions of poop, mentions of homophobia (joke), mentions of men getting pregnant

Desc: here the boys discuss whether men can get pregnant or not and other shenanigans. this also very fucking stupid

Mikey: i just took the biggest shit

Mikey: you guys will not believe the sheer size of this thing like it's as big as my forearm

Mikey: makes me wonder how women give birth

Kazutora: ?

Draken: keep this shit to yourself what the hell is wrong with you

Mikey: how can i keep this shit to myself when i've already flushed it down the toilet🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Mitsuya: what does you shitting have to do with women giving birth?

Mitsuya: never mind shouldn't have asked

Mikey: well the poop tore my butt up so imagine what babies do to vaginas

Baji: this is why i'm never giving birth. looks too hard

Draken: ...you're not a candidate to do so? you're male?

Baji: what does my gender have to do with giving birth

Draken: it has everything to do with it??? what are you talking about

Baji: wow didn't know you guys were so sexist

Chifuyu: Baji-san, gender and sex are two different things...

Baji: ?

Chifuyu: sex is your chromosomes and basically what you were born with and gender is what you identify as. so since you're male, you don't have the reproductive organs to get pregnant and have a child. only female bodied people can.

Smiley: bro you're 17 how the fuck do you not know this

Baji: never been good at biology

Smiley: you don't have to be good at it to know you can't get pregnant💀

Baji: so men can't get pregnant?

Chifuyu: well if someone born as a female transitions into a man, then gets pregnant, we can pretty much say that men can get pregnant

Baji: so men can get pregnant but not males?

Chifuyu: yeah i guess

Baji: interesting

Baji: i don't think anyone's tried hard enough

Baji: i'll get a male pregnant one day, watch

Mitsuya: wtf

Draken: is the biology lesson over?

Mikey: my ass still hurts i think i'll need ointment

Kazutora: why r u reporting this to us

Mikey: you guys are my friends

Mitsuya: no ones wants to know about your bowel movements

Baji: why do you always wanna sound smart Mitsuya. just say shit or shitting

Smiley: watch, next time he'll say defecation

Chifuyu: excretion

Mikey: excrement

Kazutora: fecal matter

Draken: guys what the fuck can we not talk about this? it's fucking gross

Baji: oho here comes the fucking poop police

Kazutora: instead of his siren going "wee woo wee woo" it probably goes "pee poo pee poo" lmao

Mikey: LMAO😭

Draken: what are you a bunch of 5 year olds??

Baji: we're 17

Draken: 😐

Mitsuya: can we change the subject? christ

Smiley: i did crack for the first time yesterday. shit was crazy

Mikey: YOU DO DRUGS???? BRO

Baji: yo Nahoya what the fuck

Draken: we're not supposed to do drugs

Smiley: who's we?? i'm doing them not you🤨??

Draken: and what's Angry gonna think?

Smiley: he doesn't need to know. and i did it to impress a girl so chill it's not a regular thing

Mikey: why would you try and impress a girl with doing crack?

Smiley: she's a drug addict

Smiley: but the sex was fire tho even though she tried to kill me halfway through

Mikey: YOU'RE HAVING SEX??

Kazutora: that's not fair☹️

Kazutora: where are you meeting women?

Smiley: outside

Kazutora: oh

Draken: why did she try to kill you?

Smiley: halfway through she started choking the shit outta me while she was on top and i almost died but also it was the best nut i've ever experienced so it's a win win

Mikey: that doesn't sound appealing at all😭

Draken: that sounds like assault actually

Smiley: idgaf a beautiful woman can do whatever she wants with me and if she wants to kill me then so be it (i'm a feminist)

Mitsuya: yeah but like, she should have asked

Smiley: we were both high off our rockers

Draken: yeah i feel like she should have asked you so you could have developed a healthy sex dynamic where you both share each other kinks before hand

Baji: oho here comes the fucking sex police

Kazutora: this time the siren would be men whimpering

Chifuyu: why men?

Kazutora: i don't think Draken would use women moaning cause of how the brothel might have traumatized him i think and he respects women too much

Kazutora: also he's gay

Draken: fuck off i'm not

Draken: and Baji say something else i dare you

Baji: what are you gonna do? have sex with me?

Smiley: you're all taking this way too seriously😁

Baji: with what Kazutora said, i'ma start blasting whimpering audios when i get a car

Mitsuya: i'm pretty sure that's illegal or something

Smiley: dawg no one wants to hear that

Baji: who wouldn't want to hear men whimpering?

Baji: especially the high pitched ones

Baji: cause you can associate them with twinks

Baji: with dual coloured hair, jingly earnings and large unsettling eyes

Baji: and maybe even a blonde with an undercut and big blue cow eyes

Kazutora: Baji what are you on about

Chifuyu: wait are you being serious or is this a joke Baji-san 😂😂😂😂

Draken: uhh

Smiley: i keep hoping you being gay is a joke but then you say shit like this

Baji: why

Smiley: i'm not fond of gay people

Baji: homophobia's got you missing out on some good head

Draken: we support and respect all identies, Smiley. don't make this a problem

Smiley: i'll ask again, WHO'S WE?

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokrev #tokyo revengers smau #tokyo revengers texts #tokyo revengers groupchat #toman #tokyo manji gang #sano manjiro/mikey #ryuguji ken/draken #matsuno chifuyu #baji keisuke #mitsuya takashi #hanemiya kazutora #kawata nahoya/smiley #i didn't know how to end this😭#also idk if i gave all the appropriate warnings so if i didn't lmk #and i made this when i was on that zaza #it's pretty evident

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myricall · 3 months ago

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｡･:*:･ﾟ★ "please give me one chance.."

Pairing:Sae Itoshi x Shidou Ryusei

Overall:Shidou tries to keep romancing Sae and is usually met with rejection until one day he's sent a miracle and Sae gives him one shot to prove that he's good enough.

He's not screwing this up.

(he's screwing something else tho)

CW: explicit/smut

(Re upload from A03) ᰔᩚ

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Ryusei Shidou was not typically a man that is used to begging.

Yes, he may have wants and needs but you sure as hell won't catch him falling to his knees in order to persuade someone. If they don't follow his orders then he'll just take it upon himself to make sure his needs are fulfilled. That was the way it went.

That was until he met a man called Sae Itoshi.

Ever since Blue Lock's big debut with the U-20 match, Shidou had found himself truly wanting something in the first time in his life.

Sure he's obviously wanted things but those things were either bought with money or he could easily attain them.

Sae Itoshi was not attainable.

On the field, he felt electric when paired up the gorgeous long bottom eyelashed football genius. He found himself finally getting excited. He got that thrill he always wanted to acquire. That buzz that most would get from booze or some other illegal shit. Sae was that drug and he would keep thriving off of it as long as he could.

Hell, even his goals felt better when with him. That euphoria that coursed through his blood as if it were natural when sent one of those delicious passes from his one true partner.

Football partner.

That's all they were. For now at least.

He remembered the way he jumped on his back after scoring his second goal in that match. All the other team mates went to congratulate him but why should he care about them when they can't provide the same potential as Japan's prodigy. Even after getting slammed onto the field by him, he vowed to never want to leave his side. In his mind, Sae wanted him back. I mean why wouldn't he? He promised his number if he scored a hat trick, that clearly means he enjoys Shidou's company, right?

He wasn't going to let this chance go to waste.

After the U-20 match finished, he caught up to Sae who was heading back to instantly leave.

"Sae chan~" his voice rings out, finally catching up and placing a firm grip onto his shoulder to hold him in his place.

The shorter male turned to him, a wary look on his face that screamed at him to get off now or I'll repeat that slam I gave you on the field.

"Hang out with me, yeah? Whenever I'm with you it feels like I'm on fire! Like my heart goes ba-dump when I'm by your side."

"Stay by my side a bit longer Sae chan"

The pink eyed man almost shivered from the way the other looked him up and down as if to make sure he was actually speaking to him.

God he was so attractive.

Okay, maybe Shidou did gain a bit of a crush on the guy. Big deal. Who wouldn't? A guy that was naturally good looking, a calm gaze at all times and Japan's prodigy.

It was natural the way he felt alive when with him. He saw the way Sae played. He doesn't want to lose that. It was like a dance in which the way the reddish haired footballer played. His body could dodge any blocks, like he was immune to being stopped.

Overall, Sae Itoshi was an attractive man and Shidou definitely knew it.

"You didn't score a hat trick" Sae shrugs Shidou's hand off of his shoulder, wanting to leave the situation quickly.

"Sae chan- don't leave me here alone! You're the only one who can match with my level of football, do you think I'm going to let you go that freely?" Shidou pleads, pouting in a teasing manner.

Sae scoffs, rolling his eyes as he tries to walk off once more to escape the situation.

He would've succeeded if he wasn't grabbed by his arm and stopped once again.

"Are you gonna make me beg?"

The pink tipped man looked at him, a grin on his face as his eyes narrowed in such a way that anyone would fluster at no matter the gender.

"Get off me-"

"Please!"

At an instant, the prodigy tensed up, seeing at how quickly the other got on their knees in a begging manner, his hand still grasped tightly onto his lower arm. The scene was pitiful in a way. Shidou had got down on his knees in an instant for a man he only knew about much closer in the time he played on the field.

"... If I accept your request would you get off the floor and stop acting like a damn pest"

Blue eyes lock onto the bright pink ones, an instant connection between them. The way Shidou's grin somehow managed to widen even further was a case that needed to be studied.

"Yes sir"

"... "

"Fine"

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And that's how the two had ended up in this place.

Sae hadn't wanted to go around Japan just to get swarmed by the endless fans and paparazzi so it was set that Shidou would come by to the hotel room that he was staying in due to the previous match.

After opening the door, Shidou's eyes widened in surprise when seeing the shorter.

Shidou had decided to wear a black button up today. He thought that if he were meeting the best player in Japan then he would have to dress a bit smarter, right? A tie was, albeit, tied a bit messilly around his neck but it wasn't as if he was going to a ceremony. No, this was a casual hangout between him and Sae. Rin wishes.

Sae had worn a casual outfit. It was a turtleneck that neared the same colour as his hair, on the bottom half he wore some plain black trousers. He still wanted to remain comfortable, just keep it neutral. Same casual Sae.

The only difference was that Sae was wearing glasses.

"Didn't know you wore glasses"

"I wear them when I don't play football or when I'm usually by myself."

"Hm, it's nice. Let me in already though"

Sae rolls his eyes and let's Shidou enter, the door shutting behind him.

"Phew, you have a nice place Sae chan" Shidou whistled after entering the room, his eyes darting around as if to catch every aspect of the area.

The room was luxurious, as expected from the Itoshi Sae.

The room was dimly lit, probably to Sae's preference. A news program was put on the TV to make some background noise. The carpet below held a softness that rivalled even the top notch furs.

In conclusion, the room was nice.

What caught Shidou's eye was the plush, ready made bed that seemed to lure him in. Beside it, a champagne bottle in a bucket of ice.

"Hm? You drink?"

"No, it's delivered to every room"

"Ah, I see"

Shidou turned to the man behind him and sent a smile. It was a smile that had intent behind it. Okay. Maybe Shidou did want a bit more than just hanging out now. He was an opportunitist, him and the prodigy alone in a room. You would be stupid at least not to try something.

"What would you want to do?"

Sae pauses before shrugging.

"You wanted to hang out, you decide on something "

And with that, he tried to move past, probably wanting to rest on the bed. Was Shidou going to let that happen? No.

His hand was grabbing onto Sae's.

Sae stopped in his tracks, turning his head to gaze upon how Shidou had grabbed his hand. He stared as if it were the most confusing thing on the planet. His eyes held questions that Shidou would be able to guess.

"Sae chan, y'know during our match you made me feel... amazing. Every single one of your passes were perfect, they synced with me and reached my foot like a magnet!"

Sae didn't move, looking like he had already heard this praise a million times in his boring repetitive life.

"But.. You also made me feel other certain things. More than just what football has made me feel.."

Shidou inched closer, wanted to feel that proximity between the two. He could already feel himself grow harder at the fact Sae was letting him get closer.

Fuck he was so pretty.

"I've never felt that way before, you make me feel different. It felt so good that I don't want it to end just now".The blonde haired male moved his head closer, his breath hitting against Sae's neck as his hands wandered to move onto Sae's hips. His thumbs moved in circular patterns.

He would've stopped if his actions were rejected and pushed away but they weren't. Sae stood there and allowed Shidou's hands to grip at his hips, to touch him, for his breath to reach his neck.

Shidou's eyes lit up at that.

"Would you allow me to repay you?" Shidou muttered, his lips now reaching to kiss against the softness of the others neck.

"Have you only come here to seduce me?"

"Mm, wasn't planning on it till now~"

"You're getting very bold so quickly. "

"You're not rejecting me though, hm?"

"..."

Shidou's grin sparkled, pulling back his head and his hand now gripping Sae's jaw as he pulled him closer.

Addicting would be the only way to describe the feeling that Shidou felt when his lips locked with Sae's. It was like a spark of electricity as soon as their lips collided together.

Ngh, he was already getting horny.

He felt Sae returning the kiss back to him, his eyes now more narrowed. Sae's hands went to rest on Shidou's biceps to allow him some stability.

Eventually, Shidou grew bold enough to try and slip his tongue in. He succeeded easily but he would be stupid to believe that Sae would allow him to win so easily.

Their tongues clashed, wet noises now filling their ears as the noise of the tv was dimmed out.

The only issue was that, Sae's glasses were getting in the way.

At each movement of his head, his glasses would press against him or be an obstacle between them. Sae wasn't the desperate type but the way that Shidou's hands were gripping onto him made him antsy. And now his glasses were pissing him off.

The genius pushed Shidou off of him making the other look at him confused. Why had they stopped, would be what was going through his mind right now.

Sae's fingers were quickly able to grab onto the edge of the glasses he wore and discarded them

It's not like he needed them. He didn't care if they got damaged too. He was Sae Itoshi. He had money to spare and some glasses weren't going to make a dent in his wallet. A small noise of the glasses hitting against the floor somewhere in the room was heard.

Shidou raised his eyebrow, a small grin appearing on his face. "So needy to continue our kiss hm-"

Before the male could even continued, Sae had grabbed onto the tie that the other had worn and pulled him closer. The gap between them had disappeared in a mere second as their bodies were pressed tightly together. Sae's grip on the tie never faltered, pulling Shidou down to interlock their lips once again with a new found ferocity. Pulling away once again, Sae scoffed.

"Shut up you horny demon" Sae grumbled, pulling him back with his tie and kissing him with the same desperation as before.

Shidou's eyes widened before his lips curled into a smile midway through the kiss. His hands found the others hips once again and began to walk, forcing Sae to walk backwards.

The kiss was sloppy, disgusting even. Their tongues fitting against eachother perfectly as they continued their battle. Drool dribbled down Sae's chin as Shidou overpowered him.

The back of Sae's knee hit against the edge of the mattress making him fall backwards. Their kiss wasn't interrupted however, one of Shidou's knees rested onto the mattress at the side of one of Sae's thighs whilst the other foot rested solid against the carpeted flooring.

It was only when they had to participate for air that the two separated, a small string of saliva connecting their lips together as a desperate way of staying linked.

Shidou stared at the man below him, the way his cheeks were tinted red, his lips plump and swollen from how aggressive they had previously been making out.

It made him so turned on.

"Wanna continue this on the bed Sae chan?" Shidou teased, moving his knee to slot between Sae's muscular thighs and pressing against a certain area.

Sae let out a hiss, gritting his teeth as he closed his eyes momentarily.

Shidou felt as though he were in a dream. Sae's face that he had just made had aroused him a bit more than he had thought. A tent had formed in his trousers, straining against the material that kept him bound.

Sae's eyes fluttered open, looking up with his lips slightly parted. Looking away, he let out a sigh, acting as if he didn't care. "Get on with it.."

Shidou's eyes glinted with lust, sending a nod. "With pleasure~"

His hands instantly went to work, tugging at Sae's sweater and pulling it up and over his head, throwing it somewhere in the room. That didn't matter right now. Next were his trousers, his fingers undid the button and zipper before curling at the waistband and pulling them off. Those too were discarded.

Shidou whistled, standing straighter as he took in the view below him.

Sae sat in his boxers, an obvious strain where his cock was hidden away. He looked impatient, a small damp spot in his briefs to show his neediness.

"Mm, can't wait to see what you've got here Sae chan~"

Shidou's voice rings out before his tongue wets his lips. Tugging off the final article of clothing, getting rid of it before watching as Sae's cock sprang out, finally free from its confinements.

Hitting against Sae's lower stomach, precum leaked from the small slit. Sae had a decent length though it wasn't anything too over the top. The width was where it had most action. Sae's girth was definitely bigger than most, some veins evident on his dick. His cock curved to the left slightly, his tip was a pretty pinkish colour.

Shidou felt his trousers grow impossibly tighter.

"Well? Stop gawking and strip too, I'm not being the only one fully nude." Sae broke the silence that grew between them, seemingly annoyed.

Shidou nodded, smirk widening. "As you wish"

At Sae's command, his clothing had disappeared in an instant also being thrown away to god knows where in the room. His fingers pulled down his boxers, letting the cool air that lingered in the room hit against his hard length.

His cock practically jumped out, smacking against his skin. Sae had to gulp, eyes slightly widening. Shidou's cock twitched.

Shidou's dick was clearly above average in both areas of length and girth. A long thick vein ran up till his tip from underneath his dick. His had a curve upwards to it, precum also dribbling outside the tip of the darker shaded pink.

It made Sae's throat dry.

Shidou gave a few shallow pumps as his hand wrapped around his own length.

"Like what you see Sae chan~?" He huffs, panting a bit as he jerked off by the view of Sae below him.

He nearly came right then and there after making eye contact.

Stalking closer, Shidou stood at the edge of the bed, Sae's face at the same level of his dick. He gripped his cock and moved it so that it would tap against Sae's lips.

"C'mon prodigy, I promise to pay you back right after" he taunts.

Sae glares up at him before reluctantly moving his hand to wrap gently around Shidou.

"Hah~, fuck- your hand feels so much better than mine-" Shidou grunts, biting his lip as he watches Sae start pumping his cock, spreading the pre cum out as lube.

"Need more to move it easier." Sae mutters.

"Look in the drawer" he instructs, letting go of Shidou.

Shidou was quick to look inside the first beside drawer and low and behold, a bottle of lubricant.

He couldn't even be bothered to quip out a teasing sentence, handing the shorter the bottle.

Sae squirts a few pumps of the mixture into his hand before setting the bottle down beside him. Again, he wraps his hand around, spreading the lube thoroughly.

Shidou mindlesslessly thrusts into the others hand, pleasures grunts escaping past his lips as Sae pleasured him. Like hell be was gonna be quiet.

"Fuuuuuck- please please please put your mouth around me" Shidou begs, his voice a whimper as he looks down.

Sae sighs and doesn't move his head for a few seconds until he began to move his face closer.

His lips kissed the tip before opening up and swallowing Shidou inch by inch.

Shidou couldn't hold back his moan.

"Shit- your mouth feels so good around me. Yeah, -fuck it's so warm." Shidou makes his pleasure heard, eyes rolling back as Sae's mouth envelopes him with warmth.

His hand makes its way to tangle itself into Sae's locks, tugging lightly as to not cause pain. Carefully, he thrusts into his mouth more, pushing his length deeper in as well as using the help of his hand to tug Sae closer. He heard him lightly choke below, the vibrations sending shockwaves directly to Shidou's core. Sae sent a glare up towards Shidou for making him choke which made the other grin unapologetically. Although the glare was supposed to be threatening, Shidou couldn't care less.

"Hngh- couldn't help myself" Shidou shrugs, a playful smile as he tried to control himself.

Sae rolled his eyes and grunts, continuing to roll his tongue around the length before finally bottoming out. Bobbing his head, Shidou let's out a chorus of curses as he felt himself approach his release. The grip on Sae's hair grew tighter, as if he were scared that he would stop right there. He thrusts harder into Sae's mouth, hearing the wet noises coming from there as he face fucks him. His thrusts were sharp and sloppy, not being able to hold himself back not that he could feel himself on the edge of cumming. Sae's hands grip at the sides of Shidou's thighs, tears springing the the corners of his eyes as how rough he was. His cock grew harder at being used like this, it was humiliating but fuck- he'd be lying if he said he wasn't turned on.

"Sae- fuck! Cumming- gonna cum down your throat. Swallow it, hngh! "

Right after he had finished his sentence, his release had broke through. Thick spurts of his seed forced itself into Sae's throat, filling up his mouth from how much he had came. He gave small thrusts, riding out his high. Sae swirled his tongue a final time before pulling away with a wet 'pop'. With ease, Sae had swallowed everything, the slight saltiness remaining in his mouth. Shidou panted, chest heaving as he finally calmed down.

His attention turned to look below him, his dick not even having the chance to grow soft as we witnesses Sae's teary eyed state. His hair was tussled and fell neatly down his face, lips remaining plump and wet and the pretty tinge of red of his cheeks. Those tears... Such a pretty crier.

"Fuck, you're making me hard again Sae chan. It's your turn now, be a good boy and get on all fours for me." Shidou raises his eyebrows in amusement.

"Don't call me a good boy, devil boy" Sae snaps back but following Shidou's instructions.

He felt awkward in this position, fully exposed to the male who now was kneeled behind him on the bed. Sae was embarrassed, cheeks flushing a darker shade as he holds himself up by his forearms.

Shidou was having the time of his life. A gorgeous view in front of him, Sae's round ass luring him in. His hands massaged the globes, thumbs dipping between the crevice before one of his hand sends a smack across one of Sae's cheeks.

Sae let's out a pained grunt, gritting his teeth at the slight skin but he couldn't help the feeling of excitement than ran through his veins at the pain.

"Look at you, already arching for me. Do you like pain Sae chan?"

"You gonna keep talking you demon-"

"Ryusei"

The room went quiet for a bit.

"I want you to call me Ryusei as I fuck your tight little ass. None of that nickname shit"

Shidou's tone was teasing but it was to be taken seriously, sending another smack against the same cheek which made Sae thrust forward.

Shidou pumps some lube onto his fingers from the bottle that remained on the bed. His other hand spread Sae apart to allow him better view.

Moving against the rim, one of his fingers dip into Sae, moving deeper inside. Sae muffled the noise he made, biting back his lip as he closes his eyes.

"You're so tight, you gonna be able to take me fully?" Shidou smirks from behind, thrusting his finger in and out at a slow pace before inserting another in. This time Sae's noises had reached Shidou, his ears perking up.

"Keep making those noises genius, gonna stretch out this tight little hole until you'll be able to take me."

Shidou's lewd remarks made Sae tremble, not like he would let the other see that his words had an effect on him. After the third finger was added, Sae was practically doubled down.

Shidou's thick fingers worked like a machine, a machine that somehow knew Sae, literally, inside out. Wet squelches bounced off the walls of the room as Shidou worked his magic. His fingers curled lightly, moving deeper until they finally found what they were looking for. Hitting a particular spot, Sae whined with need, throwing his head back as he arched his back further, pushing his ass back for Shidou's fingers to go deeper.

Shidou was not expecting that to happen, his cock hardening in a painful manner as he continues to abuse that area of Sae, relentlessly thrusting his fingers in order to continue getting those reactions out of the male.

"Yeah, you like that? Don't hide your noises" Shidou mutters, his other hand now moving to wrap around Sae's waist and to grab at his dick.

Sae holds himself stable, not wanting to further embarrass himself and show himself as vulnerable by acting like a dog in heat just by Shidou's fingers. It was honestly pathetic how easily he let himself go. A few grunts managed to get past Sae's lips which pushed Shidou on to continue his dual assault. His hand quickened itself in its pumps while his fingers simultaneously moved in and out. Shidou watched with an entranced gaze at how his fingers disappeared and reappeared, already wanting to pull out and replace his fingers with something bigger and more suitable to Sae. His dick.

"Shit-"

Without warning, Sae had cum, releasing onto the bed sheets below and some landing on Shidou's hand. Shidou pulled his hand back after a few more pumps and licked all of the cum that had been released on his hand.

"You taste so nice Sae chan, a warning would have been nice though" he jokes, shallowly thrusting his fingers in before pulling them out.

Sae panted, the upper half of his body collapsing onto the bed whilst his ass remained in the air. He let out a few grumbles, cursing Shidou slightly but just trying to catch his breath from what had happened.

"Hah? Already worn out? C'mon we haven't event got to the main event"

His voice was mocking, teasing Sae. Shidou's hands had gripped onto Sae's ass again, roughly fondling them and spreading them apart as his eyes catch onto his puckered hole from where his fingers had just been. His smile widened as his thumb teased the rim making Sae's body tense up from the action.

"I think you're all stretched out and ready~☆"

Sae's eyes widen a bit as he feels Shidou's tip circle the edge of his ass. Shidou smacks his tip against the hole making small plaps of the wetness. One of his hands help line his dick whilst the other rests of Sae's cheek. Without warning, Shidou fully sheathed himself inside, watching as his cock gets swallowed whole by Sae's inside.

Sae let's out a moan that had mixed with a gasp at the sudden intrusion. He let out a hiss, arching his back to which Shidou grinned at. His own smile had faltered for a second as he felt how tight Sae was. Overcome with pleasure, both had thrown their heads back, Shidou sucking in a sharp breath as he tries to regain his composure. It were as if Sae's hole was restricting any oxygen to circulate his length with how Sae was gripping onto him. His gummy walls trapped Shidou inside, both not moving an inch. Sae could feel Shidou's cock pulse inside him, twitching. Shidou nearly came from just entering. He wouldn't let that happen though. He was going to take advantage of their moment.

"Move ha-" Sae sputtered out through gritted teeth, adjusting to the size of the male behind him.

"Ya don't have to tell me twice"

Without thought, Shidou pulled out till only the tip remained inside before slamming back into Sae. His hips smacked against the others ass, making him thrust forward. Sae grunted, hands gripping the sheets tightly looking as though he was about to tear into them. There was no denying the pleasure that Sae was feeling right now. His cock twitched with each thrust that Shidou had given him, he was sure his legs were going to give out soon.

Wet plaps echoed throughout the room, they were loud and sharp. Shidou was not going to hold back. He was going to let the whole world know that he was fucking Japan's gem, the best midfielder in this goddamn country, the Sae Itoshi. Fuck, he didn't care about noise complaints. The rooms beside them could live with it or fuck off cause you would have to pry Shidou away from pumping his thick length into Sae. No one was going to ruin this moment for him. He was in cloud 9, people would kill to be with Sae. Girls fawn over him, even men too. Twitter was a god forsaken place, he wondered if Sae and ever seen one of those tweets from his fans, how they thirsted over his dick and how much they wanted him to fill them up. Fans were freaky but he would be deemed a liar if he said he didn't agree with them. Especially since he's living that moment himself.

How lucky he was.

"Ha- take it, taking me so well. Gonna fill you up, does my cock feel good Sae chan?"

Shidou manages to sputter through, leaning over as he continues to pound into him. One hand remained on Sae's hip whilst the other tangled into his hair, pulling his head back so that he could hear all the noises Sae was releasing.

"Shi- Ryusei" Sae pants out, trying to keep himself up and able. His eyes were threatening to close, fluttering as he continues to fight to keep consciousness at Shidou's brutality.

"Hngh- keep calling out my name like that and I'm gonna bust one right now" Shidou moans, more careless with his noises.

The blonde male takes his chance to sink his teeth into the males shoulder, sucking and lapping at the skin. Pulling back, he admired his handiwork before moving to multiple different areas to keep leaving marks, to show his claim, evidence that Ryusei Shidou had successfully fucked Sae. Bite after bite, Sae hissed, feeling close, the pleasure bordering pain at the constant attack by Shidou's teeth. He felt Shidou's tongue lap at his sensitive skin, kissing it before pulling away. Multiple bruises areas of skin were left on his neck and shoulders.

Pulling away, Shidou's thrusts grew harsher, needing the feeling of his release to approach. The hand placed on Sae's hip aided to help with the thrusts, making Sae's hips collide in sync with his. His other hand however travelled to twist and pinch at Sae's nipples.

Sae's eyes blew wide, repressing a gasp at the newfound pleasure added onto his overstimulated body. He couldn't think straight, mind overwhelmed and clouded with pleasure.

"Feel so good-! Gonna cum. Need to see your face" Shidou mindlessly babbles on.

Just as he stated, he flipped Sae over onto his back after pulling out, once in position, he hoisted Sae's legs up onto his shoulders before slamming back into him with the same roughness that he had maintained this whole time. This time however, he was able to capture Sae's exact reactions, the way his body twitched, how hard he was biting his lip and the way his eyes were half lidded. One eye was more closed than the other, small tears in the corners. His noises were much clearer now that Shidou was closer.

Due to the new position, he was blessed to reach much deeper than he had previously. He lowered his head, now deciding to leave more marks on his chest. There was no such thing as too much.

His tongue swirled around Sae's perked bud, sucking on it. He made sure to keep his eyes on Sae's reaction, wanting to visually see how every move would result in a new expression. His hand kept the other nipple occupied making sure not one was left out. After paying some time to one, they switched places, his tongue now around the other.

"Close- fuck!"

Sae grunted throwing his head back against the mattress in a lewd manner. Shidou watched as Sae released himself onto his own stomach, some reaching even his chest.

Sae's chest heaved, he squirmed as Shidou still pounded into him, tightening around his length. His hands wrapped around his back, dull nails managing to leave scratches in his back that Shidou would definitely cherish. He could feel Shidou grow closer, his dick twitching and continuously hitting all the right spots. Sae moaned quietly, eyes practically stuck in the back of his head as Shidou sloppily thrusted into him.

"Gonna cum too- hngh- hell-"

Shidou mewls, cursing as he gives a few more thrusts before burying himself tightly against Sae. Thick seed fills up Sae's insides, the warmth adding comfort to his sore body as Shidou empties himself fully. Time seemed to pass by slower, Shidou squirting into him until nothing remained. His dick gave a final twitch before he pulled out as watch as his cum oozed out, dripping onto the bed sheets.

He pulled away from Sae, half lidded eyes watching how Sae's chest rose and fell with each breath. He was so pretty, cum covering parts of his stomach and chest. Flushed, fucked out face as his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead. His arms were sprawled out beside his head. The best part that Shidou like most was Sae's stuffed hole, his cum trickling down. It was like a statement that he was his. At least, unofficially.

"Hm, that was really good! No, Sae?" Shidou hums, pushing away the hair that clung over Sae's eyes and forehead.

"Fuck- ngh- you"

Shidou chuckled before getting up and grabbing a towel and cleaning them both up. He wasn't a monster, he knew about aftercare and it's importance. Plus, being sticky wouldn't be much of a problem for him but he feels like Sae would have a hissy fit.

After cleaning up, he hopped in the bed, pulling the covers up over both of them. Shidou had decided to spoon Sae, their bodies pressing against each other tightly, bound together. He was sure. Sae had already passed out after he was cleaned up. He pressed a kiss against his nape, his arms cradling Sae and hugging him close.

He was sure as hell never going to forget this.

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(Not proofread!- hope you enjoyed!!)

work of @myricall - do not repost work on other platforms/plagarise or translate.

#blue lock #bllk #bllk smut #bllk shidou #shidou ryusei smut #shidou ryusei #itoshi sae smut #itoshi sae #sae itoshi smut #bllk sae #blue lock smut #blue lock shidou #ryusae #shidou x sae

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cerise-fille · 2 months ago

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you know, i never thought about it before, but now i can't stop thinking about it.

shauna has like lots of serial killer's traits. and for some reason nobody talks about it. so i will.

so let me just give you a bit of a warning that all of that is my opinion and "but shauna is very traumatised" won't work. because... most of serial killers was traumatised at some point, which doesn't mean that i deny shauna's traumas or that murderers are responsible for their actions just because i pity them.

so let's get started! (there will be examples for some of the traits, so SPOILERS AHEAD!)

1. LACK OF EMPATHY

this is not the easiest one to start with, because i can't fully claim that shauna has no empathy. instead, i will prefer to say, that shauna - like many psycopaths before her - in a defensive mechanism suppressed most of her emotions through out the seasons. mostly, because of the image she created in the shadow of jackie and jackie's personality she mostly imagined at the very begining.

so we can say, that shauna does have empathy, but somewhere very very deep inside her most of the time. (+0.5)

2. LACK OF REMORSE

should i even tell you about that? shauna never felt bad(or at least showed) her guilt about what happened in the wilderness, neither in adult nor teen timeline. actually, shauna is mostly doesn't care about all that, instead worriyng about what will happen if this surface. it's not remorse for her crimes. it's fear of being caught on her crimes(quite logical, but still). (+1)

3. IMPULSIVENESS

shauna is impulsive. she snaps rarely in seasons 1&2 and quite rarely in season 3, but with lots of consequences to deal with afterwards. (+1)

4. GRANDIOSITY

i really can't say shauna has some of that, but i guess it can be said that she gaslightes everyone(not very succesfully) that she does it for them and for the team they are. yk, bullshit. but in the end i still wouldn't count it in. (+0.5)

5. NARCISSISM

shauna is not that narcissistic i guess, that's not the word i would use. shauna thinks she knows better, she thinks she's above others. the "the person i was back then. not a wife or a mother. i was a warrior. i was the fucking queen." phrase from the last episode summs it up pretty nicely actually. because shauna never was a queen. fpr the group, she was a tyrant with a big ego. shauna never was a real queen, cuz people still listened to nat or even lottie. so here i would rather say that this trait does fits shauna. (+1)

6. SUPERFICIAL CHARM

well... shauna is charismatic i guess. there is something in her that pulls you in. i can easily empathise with shauna most of the time when i'm not angry at her at the moment or if i'm not seeing her in actions = when my mind intentionally forgets about who shauna shipman really is. and judging by tumblr, most of people do the same thing. (+1)

7. MANIPULATION

shauna is a big manipulator in s3. with the group and melissa specifically. from the ecamples we can see the trial(tho it was more of a simple threat than manipulation), and jackieshauna's and shaunahat's fight. but in the first one shauna aimed to hurt just as badly as jackie(unintentionatly hurted her) and in case with melissa she was simply gaslighting her. (+1)

8. ADDICTIVE PERSONALITY

shauna doesn't have alchohol, smoking or drug addiction, but she does have this thing for the thrill of the hunt or just violence. i guess we can count it too. (+1)

9. LUST FOR POWER

c'mon, ladies, i'm not explaining that, just watch whole season 3. (+1)

10. THE MACDONALD TRIAD

this is the only trait i would frankly say no to, shauna doesn't have it.

if someone doesn't know what is that it's three traits that usually assosiated with violent tendencies: cruelty to animals, obsession with fire-setting and presistent bedwetting past the age of five(don't ask me, ok). shauna has shown kind of love to animals in the adult timeline, she was afraid when the cabin was burned down, and we know nothing about bedwetting, so... no. simply no. (+0)

and if we follow the original list then shauna's result will be 8/10. that's quiet a lot.

but i would add to that two more.

11. SADISM.

through out the season 3 shauna constantly shows sadistic tendencies. and yes, it is different with 'lack of empathy', because sadism means enjoying violence and not just not caring. if you want examples - okay. shauna clearly enjoyed beating the shit out of lottie(in the 1 or 2 season, but okay, we can igonre this one), she enjoyed the fear when everyone surrended to her will at the trial, she enjoyed when lottie blow the tourist's head with an axe, she enjoyed when melissa pissed her pants after the shot, she totally enjoyed when lottie started to count to 30 in the last episode.

12. HIGH INTELLIGENCE

shauna is very smart most of the time(when she doesn't give way to her paranoia) and it was confrimed many times in the show. i don't know what else to say about that. she is.

and that gives us 10/12. not all of them, but still more than two thirds. 🤷‍♀️.

so i won't tell you anything about her being a psycho(i'm sure y'all already know it), but i just really wanted to rant about it. because i do find it creepy.

i'm open to any opinions too...

#ceriseee!!#yellowjackets #yj #yj s3 #yj season 3 #shauna yellowjackets #shauna shipman #shaunahat #shauna sadecki #jackieshauna #psychological profile #yellowjackets season 3 #yellowjackets season three #yj spoilers #yellowjackets showtime #melissa yellowjackets

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loservillepopulationthirteen · 3 months ago

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The LOA Tim AU

I've considered.

Raven, Beast boy and Cyborg versions (aka Ebony, Boy of Beasts, and Android. I thought synonyms would be funny) of Teen Titans because they were the ones in the tower during the Jason attacks Robin Tim thing. Jason Mega tasered cyborg and beast boy but drugged Raven and wished her sweet dreams and I think that's funny. But also I wanted Tim to eventually join Young Justice for real. I have no idea how id do young justice LOA too

The regular Teen Titan versions still exist and they DO bump into eachother after the gang have to flee to gotham (and they all just live in Tim's apartment when not doing missions/work and Tim is SO DONE!!!) and it's kinda disorienting when the two pairs of teen titans exist except for the Beast Boys. The beast boys get along like a house on fire.

Tim backstory is in the link. He wears eye mask with Khol underneath and his skin is heavily covered because he is just so White. He's the whitest one here. Jason went to Ethiopia to find his birth Mom. He just tans. Tim, tho? Tim is like a burnt tomato and he hates it!

Tim uses spears because it's similar to his Bo staff in canon. He has so many spears. No one knows where he keeps them because they can only see the one!

Ebony (Raven) is the daughter of a demon metaphorically in this because Ra's Al Ghul is called the Demon yeah I'm using my thinking cap! Ebony's mother was on the run and tried to take her own life when some of Talia's goons stumbled upon her. Ebony was taken in as an infant and raised as an Assassin.

Her powers are from her mysterious unknown father and powered up because of all the Lazarus pit stuff. She has a tragic backstory and is in Talia's army now.

Boy of Beasts powers is music and animal based. You know snake charmers? Like that but with every animal and every instrument. He's kinda like a disney princess it's really funny.

He was about to be bit by a snake as a kid but he was playing music and charmed the snake. His parent's were bewildered and decided he needed this even more so. His parents the genetic scientists. They eventually die in a boat crash and Boy of Beasts wanders the desert searching for anything resembling civilization and keeps evading Loa Assassins- this somehow does not alert him to the fact he's near Nanda Parbat. He manages to impress them like that.

He doesn't know this tho and the first person he meets is Android! Boy of Beasts follows him relentlessly. He is vegetarian of course, from a young age. Even after joining the Loa he does not stop.

He inspires Damian in vegetarianism. my favorite part of the music talking to animals to save him powers thing is frantic running while trying to play a flute

Android is reverse of Cyborg. Regular teen assassin of assassin parents gets into an accident (where his mom dies) and while his physical body is 90% fine he wont wake up, instead Android the artificial intelligence/consiousness is used to try and help him wake up. Unfortunately his human consiousness never fully wakes up so it's like a robot in a mostly human body lol.

He has a giant sword because I think he deserves one.

If anyone complains about Ebony having Henna to hide her veins being green for being South Asian I will add South Asian runaway princess Celestial Flame (starfire) to this and she will do the henna patterns in girls nights in the canon! (/threat)

Yes i was a Teen Titans (2003) show fan how'd you know??? Maybe that's my entire motivation. (and beast boy my fav 5 ever)

Jason will still mega taser them as Red Hood

If anyone wants any more LOA versions of dc characters comment it I'm having so much fun making this stuff

#loa tim au #tim drake #league of assassins #raven dc #beast boy #cyborg #im not gonna tag their names bc they have dif names obvi #idk what to name them tho #ebony #android #boy of beasts #concept #losers art #losers au #im having fun

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five-thousand-loaves-of-bread · 6 months ago

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cry tears of puddles on ground here some incoherent snippets of what text partner about silco jinx father daughter dynamic that am going insane over rn hands n knees on ground begging sobbing n too busy do that to clean up or be coherent - n idk how much actual media analysis support by show evidence n how much it just me imagine things self insert wishful thinking - n there also may be from a few to many undescribed screenshots of season 1 because god have 100+ in camera roll

weak for father child esp found father child trope imperfect father but i will love you unconditionally i will try to be the best father can be for you even if i am irreparably messed up and so are you & imperfect child traumatized act out slowly losing grip with reality n will lash out will be rebellious ruin us all but you’ll be the best father i’ve ever had

(no diss on vanco tho)

him clumsily lift arm n hesitate n not know what to do not know if he should do not know how to do

subtle facial expression from “what’s going on what do i do” -> sadness (for powder n for his younger self) -> anger n determined n vengeful (for power n for his younger self) in span of seconds

“you’re my daughter. i’ll never forsake you.”

“don’t cry. you’re perfect.” AS HIS LAST WORDS

“show them. we’ll show them all” his voice echo after his death as she shoot missile. n she did. she did!!!!! to have so many people growing up not believe in her think her useless say that to her face - n her figure out how to use gemstone BY SELF with no previous guide!!! with no upside tech with only what she can get there!! build bombs now even viktor n jace n those people say near impossible disassemble without explode in face. n entire time silco believe in her BELIEVE IN HER SUPPORT HER. WE’ll show them. WE. n THEY DID!!!! they did!!! together!!!! he’s dead by time she fire missile but they really did. the fact his voice echo with her as she do it, fact that animation flash to his body as she do it— also fact that. every step of way they did. she top most demanded by name person, most threatening person.

doctor scene “are you ready to lose her” “she can take it.” FATHER

believing in her bc she can because she HIS daughter n HIS daughter can take it n also believing in her because he needs to he needs her so she will take it she make it she HAS TO because he can’t lose her he can’t be without her

a father who did objectively HORRIBLE things. with SHITTY morals but also REALLY HOPEFUL (word choice) ones in twisted way.

be complicated character who is shitty for flooding undercity with drugs be drug lord but in same time doing that because he truly want zaun freedom - like think it important emphasize its. not HIM be ruler of zaun at least not directly phrased that way but fact that zaun freedom. like he very much could just directly say “one day zaun be free n am rule over” but he didn’t say second part. he not altruistic by any means but also!!!! he is???

all that complicated cruel will-do-anything-to-achieve-his-goal-beyond-himself villain-ness in direct contract with having the ONE SOFT SPOT of his daughter who FUCKS SHIT UP who is DIFFICULT who UNCONTROLLABLE UNPREDICTABLE n he loves her UNCONDITIONALLY he spoils her gives her so many lee way

the fact that someone so fucked up someone so actively make things difficult for him. can be loved

no am don’t have issues at all

also calling jinx difficult n fucked up n ruin things with all love in world not in derogatory way. because. it’s like. am fucked up. am difficult. am severely traumatized. am want burn whole world down for leaving me behind for betray me. in many people eye am more trouble me than am worth. n idea of. a father who love me just the way that am call me perfect. even if. [ ].

n to call someone like that. perfect

n to. mean it.

to genuinely see n treat her as perfect

even after she mistakenly shoot you killing you - to be constantly put in jeopardy by her fucked up ness to be harmed n killed by her fucked up ness. to see mistake as just that - mistake. n to forgive you for that no questions asked to love you unconditionally despite that or even because of that. for her mistake cost you your life n for your last word be tell her don’t cry, that she perfect.

down to willing give up his whole dream whole goal whole purpose he fought for all these fucking years - thing he gave his entire life towards.

because he refuse give her up he refuse leave her abandon her use her as pawn

“you’re my daughter. i’ll never forsake you.” like genuinely truly believe he mean this he truly won’t take the deal with upside even if that mean zaun freedom because he refuse abandon jinx. he not just saying it to be manipulative or just saying be lying because he’s tied up with her have gun beside her he know she very much may fire

his “everyone betrayed you/us but i’ll never. am gave you everything” may be see as “you have no one but me” manipulative n maybe is but more importantly think that like. he genuinely believe that. like that his entire character origin. his entire motive.

the fact that she killed him n he don’t blame her one bit.

the fact the villain character clumsily learning how to take care of a child

he truly see her n treat her like her daughter not a pawn not a subject. more times than not instead of have her on leash as his subject he is leashed by her

to be so utterly broken n love someone

to be so utterly broken n be loved unconditionally by someone

two character who betrayed by entire world by people who once closest to them

n him swearing that he will never ever fucking do that to her. that they may not have other people they may have entire world against them but they have each other

n him FOLLOWING THAT down to his last breath

him not following that would have make his life n make more than his life so much easier

BUT HE REFUSE TO

also he didn’t betray her by lying to her that her sister is dead he genuinely believed her sister dead. leading to the funniest frame n line ever

“FROM THE DEAD???????”

#arcane #silco arcane #jinx arcane #silco #jinx #media talk #🍞.txt

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bpdrug-addict · 5 months ago

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I fucking hate working it's just like high school all over again I'm applying for unemployment AGAIN

#hate this world #people will just keep bullying you and assaulting you and making you lose oppourtunities for work and education #the world is a big fuck #im tired of everything bro #so mf tired man #why do i keep trying just for this shit to keep happening #never get fired for my drug use tho...#why

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adriwatchestoku · 4 months ago

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Gavv ep 5

Kamen Rider buddy is sleeping under my craft table. No Kamen Rider buddy today

I hope at some point in the future we get to see that sweet elderly couple again and they give Shouma so much love

huh. okay, so… who the hell…

surgery and this guy knows Shouma's dad…

"I modified your gavv when you were little" okay. so. what did it look like before.

okay this guy is also family but he seems… cool? Like he's just a chill dude?

okay the opening song is getting caught in my head and i'm bouncing to it so it's cute

hmm. Dente is behind a bunch of shit, I see. that's… concerning.

but also like, so the surgery just… now started working? So like… it only started doing something interesting when Shouma was properly fed and rested which like again makes sense because yeah, when people finally are fed properly and given a place to rest and can recover, they can start doing stuff again

I do like the gothic lolita twins. they're neat. I like the designs and they seem like they'll be interesting villains

props to the costuming department. They're keeping a strong, consistent visual identity, and giving us some really eyecatching outfits

"i'm going to use dark confections to rule" YEP there it is

so I'm guessing you're going to be deposed by someone in the second half of this show that thinks you're useless and/or can do it better, lango

okay but even if you get the rich addicted to these drugs, the authorities are still going to try to shut you down for optics and all that, even if their ruling class is addicted to your stuff. They'll just pay you with one hand while signing bills to shut you down with the other

I am freaking LOVING the dynamics between Hanto and everyone he's met.

KITTY PLEASE

But I really am loving all the dynamics here

Except maybe with Suga but that's just because I'm fucking watching you, weirdo

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO THAT LITTLE DUDE

"your dad neglected you and your mother for a reason and had me do experimental surgery on you for a reason" man fuck off

I do like when we get to see granutes just being like. Normal. Bigger sense of the world when we're not just dealing with evil people.

it's all thanks to you. I do not have any love for Shouma's dad at this point. He could have like… not done any of that.

ooh shouma angry

"he did that to protect you!" I do not like that trope and I'm glad his dad is dead

"all of you are just selfish!" Oh Shouma… baby boy…

little dudes and hanto being way too curious/courageous for his own good…

hey Gavv did you know people can wither and die in situations like that? That Shouma's mom probably was going to die because of that? And that Shouma very possibly could only start producing little dudes because failure to thrive is a thing?

What I'm saying is medically, the treatment they got from Shouma's dad could have fucking killed both of them

Also hey. Gavv. Look at me. Yeah, in the eyes. Looking? Good. how did Shouma get conceived

because otherwise I'm going to assume you're going to dance around Shouma is a child of rape.

it was just sheer fucking luck that his mom never tried to kill herself. Well, that and this is a kids show. Which is why I know you won't talk about how Shouma was conceived. But otherwise this is like… so fucked up

I'm not denouncing this I just want answers (and for someone other than Shouma to point out how fucked up this is)

tho, despite how depressing this all is, I just fucking keep remembering Dente being like "AND HERE IN THE HUMAN WORLD I CAN BE A NUDIST IT'S GREAT" and just. goddamn it

Shouma is too pure for this. He deserves more

I love these little dudes. So much. cute little things

ah. Hanto. Too much courage.

the calliope style music when he transforms fits, but goddamn it. It's distracting to me

i love fire power ups. this is my favourite so far

hanto… going to bat for shouma… saying he's not a monster

you're the first person who has seen him for who he is, aren't you

everyone else has their notions of who he is, but you… you know he's not a monster. You know he's helping. You don't know who this is but you know he's not a monster.

sachika you know you want to be his big sister. say yes

oh. oh no no no

well fuck

#kamen rider gavv #episode recap

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socheckitout-mikey · 2 years ago

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Hi! I requested the Dal in a bsf relationship. I meant like where they are dating but also act like best friends (v comfortable and kinda goofy kind of relationship) it can include nsfw if you want

heeey, lost the original ask for this one, but thanks for sending this one in! i loved writing this, altho it turned out sappier than i usually write my hc's for dally. hopefully you like them tho! - mae

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Dallas Winston Dating His Best Friend Hc's:

° Being best friends with Dallas and dating him is probably your best bet. You both know each other really well, which brings about understanding and trust.

° That’s right, Dallas Winston trusts someone besides himself and that’s you. You’ve proved time and time again to him that you’re a loyal friend, and with that loyalty birthed the deep feelings he has for you. He may bury them underneath being a menace with annoying teasing sessions or a powerful temper, but they’re there. It takes a trained eye to see it, but you know how he feels about you when there’s that fire in his eyes as he calls you slightly mean little nicknames to rile you up as you’re in the midst of causing trouble; or in the times where you’re going at it, saying the worst things to each other. Those brown eyes say more than most would think and you’re a master at reading them.

° But you don’t admit that you know. You know it wouldn’t do any good, and it would make you feel uncomfortable as well. You understand the score with Dally: He’s not changing for anybody and that includes you too. Somehow you like his untameable wildness — it’s raw and true.

° Not much has changed in your relationship in the way you treat each other. You still engage in your prank wars and get up to no good — the list is entirely endless. The only thing that’s changed is the couple stuff like going on dates, extra PDA and so on. It doesn’t feel strange, but completely natural. Like you both fit together somehow. He’s like a drug that gives you a rush and you’re hooked! You think that even if he broke your heart that it would be worth it all, because at least you lived life on the edge.

° You’re wild like him and probably just as unapologetic. Maybe you have a better head on your shoulders than him so you’re picky with the types of trouble you get invested in, and honestly, Dally respects that — for the most part. He wants you to be courageous alongside him, but the thought of you sitting in a jail cell just doesn’t suit you one bit. So he’s oddly protective of you and keeps the heavy crime completely on the down low around you.

° You guys are always joking around, and sometimes it gets mean as hell. Even Two is left whistling in awe at how you both dig at each other, but then the two of you are grinning and the gang can’t help but shake their heads, declaring you both are insane.

° You guys sing and dance to your favourite Elvis and The Animals hits! You use your mum’s rolling pin as a microphone as you’re meant to be making pie crust whilst Dally is swigging down one of your dad’s beers he promised not to touch. You’d usually get mad at him for it, but he’s got flour in his hair and your heart is galloping as Dally gets silly, pulling you close to dance with him. It’s a soft moment, but you never bring it up again unless it’s just you two. He’s got a reputation to uphold and a fearsome hood dancing about with flour in his hair wouldn’t do his notorious image any justice.

° He likes to drive you places, but you hate his driving. You’re holding on for dear life as he zooms through traffic. You’re so uptight that it leads to you both bursting into a fit of laughter at the traffic lights because you sounded and looked so ridiculous! I think that’s what Dally likes the most about you, you’re always laughing at yourself and finding ways to make him laugh at himself too. You cut through some of that anger and sometimes it scares him a little.

° You guys play fight all of the time. Wrestling and putting each other into headlocks are your favourite pastimes! You’re always messing with each other in public, sneaking up on each other — the list is so long! It’s a lot of fun and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

° You’ll never forget the time you managed to spook Dallas out of his skin when he returned from the bathroom one night. You never let him live it down.

° “Jesus fuckin’ Christ!” Dallas screamed as you popped out from the closet. His fists were clenched, like he was about to swing out and knock you on your ass, but he was holding back. He was pale as a ghost, having stumbled back into the opposite wall. All you could do was laugh, tears streaming down your cheeks as he recovered, “You little shithead! I coulda hit you you know?! Fuckin’ givin’ me a heart attack! What you laughin’ for? It ain’t funny!”

° Boy was he grouchy with you after that. But he did get you back worse in true Dally fashion.

° Dallas likes to take you to parties and he’ll dance with you, but it takes some coaxing. He likes to dip and flip you, even likes to throw you up in the air! It’s exhilarating and he’s enjoying it just as much as you do because of that goofy grin you’ve got on your face.

° Fights are often passionate and fueled with a lot of hurt. One thing can set it off and I think it hurts more with how close you guys are. You both hate fighting but it happens to every couple. Dally may be in one of his moods and although you’re good at reading him you sometimes make mistakes and talk to him when he needs space. Other times it can be you that causes them. Either way they hurt and depending on how big they are will determine how long it lasts. But you guys surprisingly don’t fight very often because of how chill specifically you are.

° Dally hates it when he gets locked up because he hates disappointing you. There was one time where he got arrested right in front of you and the way you were crying as the cops cuffed him up was the worst. He sucks at comforting people and when you went to step forward, Dally looked cold as hell as he told you to get back. It hurt you, but you realised he was just trying to protect you. These cops were dirty and he didn’t want you getting arrested because they perceived your actions as trying to prevent his arrest.

° When you visit him in the cooler, he does love it. However on the other hand he also feels a little uncomfortable that you're seeing him there again. He's prepared for a speech and sometimes you do have one prepared, but mostly you're just relieved to see that he's okay. You tease him for that horrible buzz cut he has.

° He’s more tense and reserved, but he’s happy to see you. Dally is really aware of the other inmates around, but he likes seeing you. You make jail much better to endure.

° You guys get up to a lot considering Dally is very social, and you are too. You’ll go to parties, drive-ins, concerts, diners, beer blasts, rodeos, carnivals and a whole host of other things! Dally takes you to Bucks if you wanna go and there isn’t such a rowdy crowd in there. He enjoys spending time with you and getting up to no good. He likes to show off a lot to impress you, which can sometimes go wrong.

° Like that time after he’d rode bull in a rodeo and he went to hop over the top of the fence but his feet got caught in the metal which resulted in him practically face planting on the ground. He’d thought he was so cool, grinning at you impishly. It ruined the moment fast and he just had to laugh at himself as he dusted himself off.

° “Whatchu laughin’ at, eh?” he laughed as he trotted towards you.

° You barely got the word, “you,” out of your mouth. You were a mess with tears streaming down your cheeks.

° “This is how you greet your man, eh?” He grins down at you, hands on your hips.

° He didn’t help the matter but he did get a kiss out of it.

° If your playful flirting before was anything to showcase your fondness for each other, dating has made that so much worse. Sometimes Steve over hears it and starts yacking, but it's only because you guys amp it up due to the fact you know he's listening in.

° But Dally is a huge flirt! He loves to make you embarrassed – if he's capable of doing that any more. Flirting is one of his main love languages besides physical touch. He's sort of lame though because sometimes he pretends to do that whole thing where he doesn't know you, which is always a great laugh when you go along with it.

° He’s certainly protective of you and shows he cares about you in the subtle ways you’ve learnt to pick up. He doesn’t always tell you he loves you, but his actions show that he does. He shows it through walking or driving you places, standing up for you, giving you his jacket and telling you to keep it, taking you to bed when you fall asleep on him when you’re both watching a movie on the couch and so on.

° 100/10 y’all are genuinely so cute and funny together!

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