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dragonologist-phd · 7 months

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Jumping in on the trend started by @mightymizora and doing self-promo for some of my favorite stuff I’ve written/worked on this year!

Midnight Black and Paris Green (BG3)

Shadowheart isn't accustomed to placing her trust in other people. Neither is Naia. But these are interesting times, and stranger things have happened.

(Tav/Shadowheart, 15.3k, ongoing)

“The way you write Shadowheart makes me oddly happy. It just feels... right in every way. Her internal musings and conflict, the dialogue, the longing, the banter, the prescence of her Shar worship and how its affecting her and Naia's little affair all just fits together so nicely. You're doing her such justice and I'm so charmed by Naia!! She's so lovely. Just a silly and whimsical girlie trying her best.”

The Weight of Silver Linings (BG3)

Wyll’s pact is broken, his father saved. All should be right with the world…but of course, things are never so simple as that. After a tense reunion with his father, Wyll and Naia find themselves contemplating the day’s events as they discuss forgiveness, family, and the twisting path into the future.

(Tav & Wyll, 2.4k, one-shot)

“That's really beautiful, and I love the snapshot of Wyll and Naia's friendship and the contrast in their perspectives”

Her Tongue So Mean (PWOTR)

Lilith is busy. Wenduag is bored. A battle of wills ensues.

(Commander/Wenduag, 1.4k, one-shot, smut)

“Oh, this was SO GOOD! I love the way you write Wenduag, and the back-and-forth she and Lilith have is so captivating to read ❤️”

“Incredibly hot AND a good character read”

Love & War (PWOTR)

Galfrey was a queen, a paladin, an icon for all that was righteous and just in the Crusades. Cleo was a barbarian, a tiefling, a personification of demonic chaos. By all rights and logic, the two should have been at each other's throats- and often, they were.

But somehow, through war and struggle and sacrifice, they ended up finding more in each other than either ever expected.

(Commander/Galfrey, 27.8k, ongoing)

“I absolutely love your characterization of Galfrey – her awareness that she’s no fun, but also her awareness why. Her doubts and hopes about this new Knight-Commander and her reaction to her insubordination. That hand kiss was so charged…I am also in love with how you describe Cleo. She totally comes to life already in this first chapter.”

“DRAMA!!!”

Of Diamonds And Dust (DA:O)

Marja Aeducan and Darvis Brosca lead lives as different as one could possibly imagine. Marja Aeducan, a member of the nobility and second in line for the throne, has spent her life maneuvering the dangerous political machinations of the Diamond Quarter. Meanwhile, Darvis Brosca, a Casteless dwarf rejected by society, does whatever it takes to survive on the streets of Dust Town.

When a Grey Warden arrives in Orzammar, the lives of Marja and Darvis are forever changed. Driven from the city by misfortune and betrayal, the two must join the ranks of the Wardens in order to save their own lives. But the surface has far greater dangers than they realize. The noble and the thief will need to stand together if they're going to fight against the oncoming Blight, the brewing civil war, and the strange surface malady called "sunburn".

(205k, longfic, ongoing)

“Ooooh! What a wonderful idea! The dwarf origins are my favorite and to have them both brought together in a single adventure honestly has me excited! And such a great writing flow you have here! The episodic parallels work so well to showcase the characters and how they grow into their own people! Love it!”

And So They Burned (DA:O)

The world was not a kind place to those touched by magic. Haunted by whispers of demons, fear of the Templars, and memories of the lives taken from them, three apprentices in Kinloch Hold turned to each other and made a world of their own.

(Amell/Surana/Jowan, 56k, ongoing)

“Everything from the characters to the writing is so good. I genuinely couldn't put my phone down and just binge read it. I especially love the whole poly aspect, I haven't really seen fics that explore that. Also wanted to add, the dynamic among all three of them is just so amazing, I want to put them in my pocket and run, they don't deserve this circle life. This story is amazing 😊”

#long post #fanfic rec #dragon age #dragon age: origins #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #pathfinder wotr #pwotr #shadowheart #wyll ravengard #Wenduag #galfrey #aeducan #brosca #amell #Surana #Jowan #fanfic

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alicehattera03 · 8 months

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Hi Alice!!

If you don't mind, could you do Athanasia headcanons in a modern au? ❤️ I really like the creativity that you put into your headcanons and say something more about her fashion, the athy from the manhwa used many hairstyles so I always felt that she cared a lot about fashion (like make up, hair accesories, jewelry, skincare) I want to know what you think about that

Ooooh more Athy headcanons?? Delighted! (I'm so glad ppl are liking the modern au, so here we goooo!!!!)

I feel like she'd just have good genetics, so skincare(expensive or otherwise) is usually gifted to her but she rarely uses them (on the other hand, she could be like those celebrity Vogue videos where they slather on every expensive cream known to mankind so either or lmao)

She's a jewelry girlie, and she accessorizes on the daily using rings that could range anywhere from minimalistic for school, like thin gold or silver bands. For when she follows her dad to business meetings, she would wear discreet name brand ones, and maybe her earrings would be a flashy brand to signal everything else she's wearing is of the same caliber.

I think she would prefer practical jewelry that she can wear into the water, but also, she would be the type to methodically arrange, take-off, and clean the jewelry she wore that day.

Specific gemstones she likes would probably be rubies, sapphires(pink and blue), diamonds, and she enjoys gold as the main material for her jewelry over all else.

Make-up is probably less is more for Athy, she doesn't need it and she knows that, but during school she'll wear minimalistic eye-liner to create more depth and choosing between the shades of pink gloss for her lips would give her lots of joy.

Hair accessories would be anywhere from pastel hair ties with little charms dangling at the ends if she has her hair up in a ponytail/pigtails or simple, black velvet ribbons woven through her hair if she has braids or with a pop of color here and there using flowers and mini gold clips if her hair is flowing free down her back.

Fashion-wise, per my last post, I believe she'd be old-money during formal occasions(let's think black skirts, white/navy tops, dark tights and slingback kitten heels, a gold, pearl strand watch and simple studs in her ears), vs school(usually sneakers, pleated skirts of a variety of colors, a bracelet band smartwatch, lowkey jewelry) or going out (jeans/skirts, boots or sneakers, a leather band watch, flowy tops.)

#sbapod #sibapod #wmmap athy #who made me a princess athanasia #suddenly i became a princess #wmmap athanasia #who made me a princess #suddenly became a princess one day #athanasia de alger obelia #wmmap #isbapod #whomademeaprincess #asks answered #ask box #ask reply #anon reply #anon ask #anon message

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apompkwrites · 11 months

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I had three instead of two this time for black sheep. This is also another resubmitted one, but I added a person.

1. Miku!Schoenheit (original one)

Miku!Schoenheit is a popular idol in the world of TWST, even being more popular than Vil and Neige due to how genuinely beloved they are and how their music fits a wide audience from kids to adults. Miku!Schoenheit does want a relationship with Vil, but only if he can get past his jealousy of them.

Miku!Schoenheit loves their siblings and often makes time to enjoy Napstablook!Schoenheit's music and even asks him if they can used his music in songs. Miku!Schoenheit also makes sure to spend plenty of time with Lisa!Schoenheit and even dedicates songs to them. Miku!Schoenheit doesn't spend as much time with Elusive!Schoenheit because they respected that the latter values his privacy, but does make sure to send little gifts to them. Miku!Schoenheit also wears a lot of EVOL!Schoenheit stuff and even promotes the brand to get their sibling out there more.

2. Venus!Diamond (original two)

Venus!Diamond is Cater's younger sibling who extremely popular on Magigram. Their popularity rivaling Vil's with how genuinely nice they even if they seem obsessed with looms and love, they tend to be very silly at times, but they could be more classy, intelligent, and serious. They actually do their best to help Yuu out whenever they can and will go out of their way to make sure Yuu doesn't pay for Ace and Deuce when they tried to blackmail Yuu into buying their food. Venus!Schoenheit flat out scolded them for trying to make Yuu pay their food and ended up buying their lunch and Yuu's lunch as well.

3. Verosika!Draconia (newest one)

Rather than stay with the Three "Good" Faes, Verosika!Draconia ended up leaving The Valley of Thorns at the same time as Older!Crowley. They abandoned their status as prince/princess/Duke because of how they were treated when they were. They blamed those faes for essentially ruining their horns which didn't completely broke off, but one of them remained shorter than the other one. They decided to pursue a career as a popstar and while they have been in plenty of drama with the help of the rest of black sheep, they began to change from their outrageous diva popstar persona into someone who genuinely cares for the others even if they don't act like it. Verosika!Draconia also teaches Yuu to be more confident and sassy with the boys whenever they start to disregard them.

OOOOH OKOK

first off miku!schoenheit would def get along with ignihyde for, like, hologram performances :OOOO

venus!diamond would def take care of both yuu and cater and nothing can stop them.

i really like the idea of verosika!draconia using their songs to call out the ugly parts of briar valley royalty? like the servants, the stuff about their parents, all of that :O

#a pompk answers #black sheep #a danika redgrave's rambles

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words-after-midnight · 2 months

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Hey thanks for the follow and reblog! Just stopping by to say your WIPs sound interesting and unique. For Storyteller Saturday: Since Life in Black and White is an aughts period piece, is there a song from that time that reminds you of the story or characters? Or a song the characters like? (Believe it or not I was going to ask this anyway before I saw your playlist poll lol. Im curious either way tho!)

Ooooh thank you for this, I love music questions!

I'm sure I will forget some, but here are some songs from the aughts that I associate with the story/characters (many of these were on the original playlist, as I actually drafted the story in the late aughts):

Yellow by Coldplay (2000)*

It's Been Awhile by Staind (2001)

Weathered by Creed (2001)

My Sacrifice by Creed (2001)

Hide by Creed (2001) - This song still makes me emotional to this day, bwuh. 🙃

Breathe Your Name by Sixpence None the Richer (2002)

Down and Out of Time by Sixpence None the Richer (2002)

Dark Diamond by Elton John (2002)

Original Sin by Elton John (2002)

This Train Don't Stop There Anymore by Elton John (2002)

Unwell by Matchbox Twenty (2002)

Bright Lights by Matchbox Twenty (2002)

Clocks by Coldplay (2002)* - I've considered this the story's theme song, pretty much, since I started drafting in 2008.

The Scientist by Coldplay (2002)*

Harder to Breathe by Maroon 5 (2002) - Generally not a fan of Maroon 5 but this song is lyrically great for Gabriel

Fallen by Sarah McLachlan (2003)

Stupid by Sarah McLachlan (2003)

Train Wreck by Sarah McLachlan (2003) - this one is funny because I refer to the Gabriel/Jeff dyad as "trainwreck," but this song is not where the name comes from. It just fits lyrically.

Mr. Brightside by The Killers (2004)

Savin' Me by Nickelback (2005) - The actual only Nickelback song I've ever liked because of how perfect the lyrics are for this story lol

Amid the Falling Snow by Enya (2005)

Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap (2005)

Us by Regina Spektor (2006)

To Build a Home by The Cinematic Orchestra (2007) - Not to be dramatic but I can barely listen to this song now lol.

Death and all His Friends by Coldplay (2008)*

O My Heart by Mother Mother (2008)**

Burning Pile by Mother Mother (2008)**

Body by Mother Mother (2008)**

Ghosting by Mother Mother (2008)**

Try to Change by Mother Mother (2008)**

40 Day Dream by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros (2009)

Bulletproof by La Roux (2009)

White Blank Page by Mumford and Sons (2009)

The Cave by Mumford and Sons (2009)

*Can you tell I was listening to a lot of Coldplay as a teenager? The opening chapter is called "A Rush of Blood to the Head" after the album that Clocks and The Scientist are on.

**Alternate playlist for libaw: the 2008 Mother Mother album "O My Heart."

In terms of what music They™ enjoy (ie. stuff they actually listened to at that time, so mostly older stuff than the aughts):

Gabriel's mostly an alt rock/metal/punk & similar type, which I'm sure will surprise approximately no one who's read Gabriel. His frequently played artists include Nine Inch Nails (his favorite band), Joy Division, Tool, Radiohead, RATM and the like. He's also been known to dabble in more electronic genres (eg. we share an appreciation for Daft Punk and Depeche Mode), enjoy classical music (eg. Beethoven), and have a certain nostalgic fondness for some classic rock, such as GNR and Pink Floyd, and Elton John, who was his late mother's favorite singer.

Jeff's a big classic rock snob* - think GNR, Zeppelin, AC/DC, Rolling Stones, CCR, Van Halen, Springsteen. His favorite band is Pink Floyd (favorite album Animals). Caveat: if you get him drunk enough there's a chance he'll jokingly (read: fully seriously) put on either Aquamarine by Aqua or Voulez-Vous by Abba and get very into it.

*He gets that from me. The classic rock part, not the snob part.

#writeblr #music #story playlist #aughtscore #libaw #ask #sts

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artsy-hobbitses · 1 year

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I think the rings should be in sidearm signature colors. Like sides ring could be silver and blue or vice versa. And strong ring could red and black or vice versa.

Ooooh I do like that idea! I much prefer that it’s something they know the other likes (and the answer is Not Diamonds). I could see platinum + ruby for Strongarm and titanium + sapphire for Sideswipe, mixing both aspects of each other!

#inbox

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nemesis-is-my-middle-name · 5 months

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Pokemon could just be regular magical fauna, dnd style? Not types, just one or two magical qualities in place of like dragons, displacer beasts, oozes, etc. But no regular animals, just pokemon like normal. Generally moderately intelligent, like crows maybe, but still animals. But if they're a familiar to a human, like rei's pikachu, then they have above average intelligence and can understand human speech and whatnot because of the magic binding them together. Does that work? I don't doubt pokemon battles as a sport like in the games, but lots are dangerous and so are raiders and stuff. Battlemage and healer for hired protection and damage control maybe?

yeah!! there could even be regular animals (or, the regular animals are like... rattata. pidgey. etc.) but pokemon are very common alongside them. i DO think that canon pokemon are sort of...made more recognizably human-intelligent via a trainer bond, actually. if that makes sense. i keep vaguely referencing trainer bonds and not elaborating, but it really is a unique connection that opens a lot of new mental pathways for both parties. like being high-level competitive and having a deep bond of trust with your pokes will rewire your brain. and theirs. which suits very well with the familiar bond idea i think! and another ask here and my response to it actually, hang on

[Anonymous: You think 'pokemon' still have pokeball equivalents? (More of a transportation bc I refuse to believe pokeballs magically make pokemon follow your orders like Black and White Npcs say bc theyre my friends :( I dont wanna mind control them ) I remember a nuzlock comic fantasy style that used cystals n such as pokeballs. that or 'contacts' and they have markings left on your body signaling u have companions. I dont think it would be as commonplace to have 'pokemon' tho. Maybe Ingo and like the wardens are the only ppl to have em? idk but I think Jubelife would like pokemon even LESS than canon does. ]

ooooh so i think having like, bonded markings for familiar/companion bonds is a fun idea... i could see that being a big like, life/green mage thing in particular. physically binding your soul to another feels like a big life force manip thing. tho i do agree that it should be a rarer thing than pokemon training in canon is. i think if there is this kind of bonding process, it's also different than just befriending them. like, maybe rei and pikachu don't have one, or don't at first anyhow? it might actually be more of a pearl/diamond thing in general, which would be an interesting inverse to canon.

or maybe rather than being a bonding process that anyone can do, this is a specific magic effect done by green mages, and it can be either intentionally with the agreement of all parties, or forcibly. either way you form a sort of link of will, which makes me think the marks maybe show up on your head/neck/chest rather than hands? consensually it's an empathic bond, nonconsensually it's almost a mind control effect. ...maybe this is a lake trio related thing, even.

the wardens all having noble bonds i think is good, and that could also go a ways towards explaining why nobles are more powerful/smarter/etc than their non-noble counterparts, if that thing about familiar bonding materially changing the animal/pokemon is true. in which case one of the wardens should be able to cast it. or it's adaman and irida's responsibility, which adds some explanation to "what are they doing in this verse, what are their responsibilities" and also suggests irida has these capabilities, which could further mean that she could materially put a lock on ingo's magic via the same sort of manipulation of life force. which also implies interesting things about their relationship that i sort of dig, if he was so suspected of being unable or unwilling to safely control the magic that she felt the need to do that.

...maybe his own making warden wasn't even like, a position of privilege, it was just using the life link as an entry path to get access and basically impose that link as a block between him and his magic. which almost makes him feel like a suspect that they're trying to control. at least at first, since they'd also inadvertently assigned him to [whatever being a warden means in this world] they sort of had to get to know him and then oops, now they like and respect him as a colleague. fuck. i might also keep none of this entire tangent. idk. what were we talking about again.

#the nemesis speaks #the nemesis answers #anonymous #ley lines au #i also think- and this whole swordguard thing is getting back to cyllene hcs i haven't finalized/shared yet #but i think if this is true cyllene's got some kind of scarring from a former forced familiar bond #since draconid swordguards are sort of required to have a dragon or similar as a companion.

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teamgamble · 1 year

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(the-koiking-pond has sent the same ask, but addressed to each of the mods; seems like someone's trying to game the fundraising system)

What is your favorite magikarp pattern?

"It's my time to shine." <Eden paused the song they're playing on Everhood, taking a bit to open up a chart of Magikarp patterns on the stream UI.> "You had that prepared the whole time?" <asked Apollo incredulously.> "It's bookmarked. But ANYWAY my favorite is Blue Raindrop."

#pokemon irl #in universe #rainy relief livestream event

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anachronistic-falsehood · 1 year

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"spadesthrobs" "auspistice" "red relationships" "moirail" "matespritship" "concupiscent"

I'm sorry, what...? What do these words mean? I'm genuinely curious. I'm trying to follow this post but I am so lost, please explain?

ohhh no. u have never read homestuck have you???

OK!! let’s explain homestuck quadrants to someone who’s never read it LET’S GO

yeah i got this from wiki how. anyway. it’s basically just a big shipping system the author of hs made for. idk. reasons?? but it’s v important in the comic. red romance is categorized by positive feelings, while black romance is categorized by negative. concupiscient relationships are categorized by what we see as romance, while conciliatory is more platonic!

if two people are in the heart quadrant, they are called matesprits, and they’re in a matespritship! it’s pretty similar to just. a normal ass relationship with kissing and dating and such

the diamonds quadrant is more akin to a really strong platonic bond. they protect each other, talk about their feelings, keep each other safe, etc etc. when two people are in that quadrant, they’re called moirails, and they’re in a moirallegiance!!

ooooh spades. mmm i love me a good hate relationship. this is my fav. have you ever seen a show or read a book where two characters are caught in a rivalry and they’re obsessed with one-upping the other and also they fight but there’s a LOT of sexual tension?? that’s a kismesitude. they’re kismesises!!! this type of attraction is referred to as caliginous or pitch. a spadesthrob is a fandom made term for someone who gets a lot of caliginous attention from others, so. like vash. he’s so romantically hateable he’s infuriating <3<

and the clubs one is called auspisticism! this is a three person quadrant. when two people are caught in some weird ass relationship, a third person might step in and be their auspistice. maybe the two people are in a genuinely unhealthy relationship and need someone to keep it steady, maybe they’re in a kismesitude but their situation doesn’t have time for a full on relationship, maybe one person can’t afford to get attached, maybe one of them already has a pitch relationship and doesn’t want another, etc etc. there are many reasons a relationship might require an auspistice!! it’ll vary from situation to situation. it’s one of the most interesting quadrants to me tbh i wish the homestuck fandom applied it more in their shipping

#whiskey yelling into the void #honestly? could have just linked you the wikihow for understanding quadrants but i’ll be dammed if i don’t take this chance to talk about #homestuck quadrants. that shits so interesting to me

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featherlouise · 1 year

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yep, black pearls are a thing!! and the whole void marination thing.. dunno how i'll work that in. maybe black diamond's perma-poofed and immersed in a huge vat of void they somehow formed in, and when a gem makes contact they join black's "hivemind" (or at least, that's the working theory within Homeworld) - 👹

Ooooh that’s cool!!

If u wanna stick somewhat close to HK canon, maybe BD was shattered and where their shards landed formed the abyss (something something the abyss is the corpse of shadelord (I think idk if that’s canon))

Maybe BD was the only one who could oppose Orange Diamond (light powers vs shade powers idk) and when they died suddenly PK was up a creek without a paddle, so decided to see what would happen if he made a new batch of pearls inside the abyss, bc pearls are so easily replaceable, if doesn’t matter if they break

#JUST A SUGGESTION THO THIS IS UR AU #asks #hollow universe au

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reiketsunomizunomegami · 2 years

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💙“One Silly Night”💙

Oc Jana Diamond x Hisoka Morrow

Warning: Implied oc character, Implied Alcohol, Fluff, hint of Jealousy, SFW

It was her birthday and I wanted to do something nice for her because I've been a jerk since we've started dating and stuff so I wanted to change it tonight

I told her to get prepared because I was taking her to a fancy dinner and she got all dressed up ooooh My Gooooddd she's so stunning

Black is really her Color but this time was different My Jana was wearing a pink spaghetti strap cocktail dress as her hais was being knotted elegantly

Jana Approach me "You know You don't have to do this" She said. Well I know that she doesn't liked to celebrate her birthday but if she's with me she has to "No" I responded to her as I kiss her Forehand "Happy Birthday My Love" I Added and she smiles at me "Thank you"

When we got a the Restaurant, it was all well prepared so when we sat down the waiters started to approach us taking our orders

"I would Like to have a Beef Steak and Cooked it well, a Corn and Crab Soup, as for dessert I Just wanted to have a chocolate ice-cream and that's it" She ordered and then she ask for my orders but I took the same as hers except I've ordered a bottle of Red Wine

When the Waiter left I turn my attention towards her and she's really gorgeous as ever. From the Day I saw her *sigh* it has no difference

While we're waiting for our order the Flower I'd ordered has arrived. I hand over the Bouquet of Blue Roses, My Jana's Favourite Flowers of all time

She smells it out and give me a loving smile. While Jana wasn't looking I secretly took a couple of pictures of her, Well I've always doing that but she doesn't minds it at all

As our order Arrives we finally started to eat. I can see that she's really enjoying this even if she doesn't told me about it "How's the Food?" I ask giving her a smile "Its good" she responded

After we finished our Food I pour some Wine on her Glass until I realised that she's already drunk

Her cheeks were red and she can't talk very clearly so I need to take her home and when we got there I clean her face up and take some of her clothes to change and when I'm about to take jer clothes off "Don't *Hic*you even dare" She said giving me a Fierce look. She took her clothes and change on her own and After that she sat down on couch as I'm about to wipe a cold Towel on her Body "You what I wanted to tell you something in a very Long time" She suddenly Blurted out "What is it?" I ask her and she gave me a Chuckle

"I'm Jealous when you mentioned your exes especially when you and Machi were always together" She responded. I never knew that she was Jealous of her "She's a Human while I'm not" She added

I never knew that she has her own insecurities. I cupped her Cheeks for her to turn her attention towards me "What are you talking about?" I said in shock. I know that Jana wasn't a Human at all but I never knew that she'd feel bad about it

"You know *Hic* what I meant to say.." She responded as she hit my chest. I gave her sigh and tell her how much She meant to me and how her real Form doesn't bother me at all because for me she's perfectly fine and there's no one can replace her in my Cruel Heart

And suddenly my heart sink as her tears started to stream down her cheeks and then she gave me a hug "I *Hic* Love You too" She said and then press her Lips Into Mine

My heart is now beating so fast. When she pull apart she kiss my Forehead "Let's get Marry Hisoka" she said and I gave her a Swift Nod in Agreement

#Hunter x Hunter imagine #Hunter x Hunter canon #Hisoka Morrow #Oc Jana Diamond #Hisoka Morrow x oc #Jana Diamond x Character #Jana Diamond x Hisoka Morrow #Reiketsunomizunomegami blog #Reiketsunomizunomegami writing #Reiketsunomizunomegami

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mxliv-oftheendless · 5 years

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Black Dahlia (Chapter 6)

Morning all, and welcome back to Black Dahlia! This is sorta more of a filler chapter where not much action happens, but don’t you love those kinds of chapters? Hope you enjoy! Also, there’s no “Keep Reading” thing this time because I’m posting this from my phone and I can’t put a “Keep Reading” thing there from my phone for some damn reason. Sheesh, Tumblr, amirite? Anyway, read on and enjoy!

After completing their search of the sector, the only room they hadn’t checked was the chem lab, as it was locked.

“Shandi has the keys,” Starchild told Heather. “So we need to find Shandi.”

Shandi, luckily, was in her special effects lab, making sure effects worked for the concert. She was happy to open the lab for them, she just had to finish a test run.

Heather watched the generated ghost fly around and moan and cackle, and she had to admit—her effects were impressive. She definitely had the means to conjure a realistic-looking scythe… but what potentially was her motivation? She definitely stood to lose something if the park closed.

“Do you like working at KISS World, Shandi?” Heather asked her conversationally.

Shandi looked up at the question, and smiled. “Yeah, it’s pretty great. I mean, that security lady, Delilah, is kind of intense, but Mr. Goldman’s nice. It’s definitely better than always being on the road. Why do you ask?”

“I dunno, I just heard the park might close if this witch mystery isn’t solved,”

Shandi looked surprised. “Really? That’s terrible!”

Heather nodded. “Yeah, it is.” Reassured slightly, Heather went back to watching the ghost.

Suddenly, the door banged open and someone ran inside, tackling the ghost—or trying to tackle it, rather. There was a grunt, and then a splash. Why was there a splash?

“Freddy!” a voice cried out. Daphne?

The form on the floor sat up. “What is this place?” he said aloud—it was Fred.

The ghost disappeared, and Shandi turned the lights back on. “It’s my special effects lab,” she said.

Heather looked, and it was indeed Fred on the ground, looking soaked, with Daphne behind him. “Hey, kids!” she said cheerfully.

Starchild was not so cheerful. “I thought I told you guys to stay back,”

Daphne glared pointedly at Fred as he picked himself up off the ground. “Some of us had other ideas,”

Shandi looked at Fred’s soaked clothing. “Don’t worry, Fred, we can dry you off.” She turned to her two assistants. “Beth? Christine?”

The two girls went over to a huge fan and turned it on. The blast of air blew Fred back, and distorted his voice as he tried to speak.

When the girls turned off the fan, Daphne spoke again. “I take it you didn’t find the witch?”

Heather shook her head. “Nope,”

“We searched this whole sector except for the chem lab,” Starchild replied. “That’s why we came to Shandi.”

“I’m the only one who has the key,” Shandi explained. “C’mon, let’s go.”

The group followed Shandi down the hallway to the lab. “If you don’t mind me asking, Shandi,” Heather said to her, “why is the lab locked?”

“For the last few months, chemicals have gone missing,” Shandi replied. “So I keep the lab under lock and key. No one gets in without coming to me first.”

“What kinds of chemicals?”

“Gases, mostly. The gas is harmless to people, but the effect it makes is cool.”

Shandi unlocked the door, opened it, and turned on the lights. There were tables set up, and a machine over in one corner, but other than that the tables were bare. “See?” Shandi gestured to the tables. “Empty.”

Fred’s eyes lit up at the sight of the machine. “Hey, is that a chemical analyzer?”

Shandi smiled. “Pretty smart of you, Fred,”

“I’ve got a couple at home,” Fred pulled out the evidence bag containing the red dust. “Hey, do you think you can analyze this? It’s the residue from the witch’s mist.”

Shandi took the bag. “Sure. Anything for a fellow chemie.”

Fred watched her go over to the analyzer. Heather raised an eyebrow at that, then turned to find Daphne glaring in Shandi’s direction. Jealousy on both fronts, eh? This is sure to end well…

The analysis was going to take a few hours, so Fred and Daphne decided to meet up with the rest of the gang.

“Would you allow me to escort you back to the surface, m’lady?” Starchild asked Heather jokingly, bowing like a gentleman as Daphne and Fred walked off.

Heather laughed and curtsied. “Oh, how very kind of you, sir,”

As they were walking back to the surface, Heather suddenly thought of the flowers lining the wall. “Hey, by the way, I wasn’t expecting the flowers outside the wall. Who did that?”

“Uh…” Starchild rubbed the back of his neck. “… We suggested it. The band, I mean. We didn’t actually expect them to do it.”

Heather wasn’t expecting that. “Oh… Well, they look really nice.”

The two of them were silent for a moment, then Starchild said, “Heather… if you wanted to, you could come back.”

Heather turned to him in surprise. “I could?”

“As I said, if you wanted to. We’d all accept you back. If you don’t want to, it’s okay. But… we miss you almost every day.”

Heather couldn’t find a reply, except for, “… Can I think it over?”

Starchild nodded. “Of course. Take all the time you need, and when you’re ready, we’ll be there.”

-KISSTERIA-

Heather rejoined the gang in the security building. Upon walking into the room with the security cameras, she immediately noticed Shaggy and Scooby were shaking, glancing around. “What happened to you guys?”

“Like, we ran into the witch and some freaky KISS monsters!” Shaggy replied. “We like barely escaped with our lives!”

From where she was sitting at the computers, Velma rolled her eyes. “Don’t be so dramatic, Shaggy.” She turned and explained to Heather, “They ran into the Crimson Witch, and she apparently made KISS monster statues come alive. By the time we got there, they were gone.”

Heather raised her eyebrows at both the story and Velma calling her the Crimson Witch. “Freaky. How was your visit to Chikara?”

Velma frowned at the thought of the woman. “I’ll give her this: she can tell a story.”

“It still seems kind of freaky to me,” Daphne stated. “Too freaky to be real.”

Heather didn’t reply to that. She wished it was too freaky to be real, too.

She and the gang gathered around Velma’s chair as she keyed up character profiles of all the people they had met tonight. “I can’t say we don’t have enough suspects,” she said. “The problem is finding a motive.”

“The only one who’d like the park to shut down is Chip,” said Fred. “But he doesn’t seem smart enough.”

Daphne turned to him. “Shandi’s smart enough,”

“I know,” Fred replied. “But she’s way too cute to be a suspect.”

Daphne glared at him. Heather rolled her eyes. “I’m not too sure about Shandi, Daphne,” she said to the obviously-jealous girl. “I asked her earlier about it—I don’t think she wants the park to shut down.”

“What about Manny Goldman?” Velma asked.

Heather frowned as Manny’s profile came up onscreen. “Manny would never do something like this,” she insisted. “He’s not the type. Besides, he doesn’t even want the park to close.”

“Like, neither would the security lady,” Shaggy chimed in. “They’d lose their jobs.”

“Chikara’s the one who’s most obsessed with the witch,” Velma said, turning her chair around. “She talks as if she’s really supernatural.”

“She’s not?” Shaggy asked.

“No, Shaggy, she’s not. No matter what you think you’ve seen, there has to be a rational explanation.”

Heather didn’t give a reply to that, either. The way this mystery was going, she was going to let Velma stick to her philosophy for as long as possible—she wasn’t going to sink so low as to shatter it for her.

“It all centers on that rock,” Fred commented.

“The so-called Rock of KISSteria,” Velma agreed, “which seems to be KISS’s Detroit Rock.”

Heather snorted slightly at that. It was a lame cover story back then, and it was a lame cover story now.

“You mean the one they sing about in that song ‘Detroit Rock City’?” Shaggy asked. “I always thought that stood for rock and roll!”

“Huh.” The gang and Heather turned to see Spaceman and Starchild entering the room. It was Spaceman who had spoken. “Never thought of that,” he said thoughtfully. “I guess that works too.”

“Did you figure anything out?” Starchild asked the group.

“Not yet,” Daphne answered. “But if we had that rock, we might be able to set a trap.”

Starchild smiled at her. “Then maybe it’s time we hand it over to you, darling,”

-KISSTERIA-

Heather watched in anticipation as Demon placed the ornate box on the table, trying hard not to bounce on the balls of her feet in excitement.

“I do not like this,” Demon growled.

Starchild just kept smiling. “It’s going to be fine,”

“How do you know?”

Starchild just pointed at his right eye.

Demon was not amused. “Oy…”

Catman spoke up. “C’mon, Demon. If we don’t stop the witch tonight, the park’ll go under!”

“So let’s rock these kids already!” Spaceman exclaimed.

The two of them placed their hands on the box one after the other, and Starchild followed. When they placed their hands on the box, a musical note sounded out.

Demon finally heaved a sigh and threw his hands up in the air. “Alright,”

He placed his hand on the box, and a fourth musical note sounded. Then the top decoration of the box twisted around, then sank down. The box opened, and the Rock of KISSteria was revealed to them all.

Perhaps it was because it had been years since she’d seen it, but the sight of the majestic black diamond took Heather’s breath away. She had always taken pride in the fact that her family helped to create that rock, and to see it before her eyes again was nothing short of an honor.

The rest of the gang seemed awed as well. “Jinkies,” Velma breathed. “It’s a black diamond!”

“The largest in the world,” Starchild informed her proudly.

“That explains why the Crimson Witch has turned this place upside down looking for it!” Daphne exclaimed.

“Now it’s just a matter of setting a trap,” Fred said, getting his serious plan-making look on his face.

“Yeah!” Shaggy agreed, placing his hand on Scooby’s head. “So like, who’s going to be the bait?”

All of them, Heather included, turned to look at them and chorused, “You are!”

Shaggy and Scooby visibly deflated at the news. “Scoob, how is it that out of four ginormous superheroes, you and I have to do the hard part?”

Scooby sighed despairingly. “Oh, just lucky, I guess,”

Heather smiled at them. “C’mon, guys, you can do it! KISS can’t lure her out; they’re too obvious.”

“Yeah,” Catman agreed. “Put yourself in our shoes.”

Shaggy perked up at that. “Y’know what? That might just help.”

-KISSTERIA-

“… and then we’ll throw the net over the witch!” Fred concluded, smiling in excitement as he finished explaining his plan. “So, how’s that sound?”

He was met with silence. Demon, in his usual blunt fashion, spoke up first. “Your plan is to lure her out with the Rock of KISSteria… and throw a net over her?”

“Yeah!” Fred nodded. Then his smile faded slightly. “Why? Is that bad?”

Catman shrugged. “I mean, it’s not a bad plan. It’s just…”

“You’re going to need to do better than that,” Spaceman finished.

Velma looked skeptical. “She’s just a woman in a costume. How hard can it be to trap her?”

“Very hard,”

Everyone turned to Heather. Her arms were crossed, her gaze was on the floor, and the younger kids were instantly struck by the haunted look on her face. She looked up at Fred. “Fred, far be it from me to get in the way of your trap-making, but it’s not going to be that simple. Either add on to it, or scrap it and think of something else.”

“But Aunt Heather—” Fred began, but Heather cut him off, her voice now firm.

“I don’t care. You need to do better than just throwing a net over her!” She turned to the rest of the gang. “And that goes for the rest of you. The Crimson Witch is dangerous, kids. She’s not some run-of-the-mill monster who’s just a human in a costume. You all have to understand that from here on out, you could get seriously hurt, or even killed. So figure it out, but in the gods’ names, do not just settle for throwing a net over her.”

She turned on her heel and headed for the door, saying over her shoulder, “I’ll go tell Manny we’re making a plan.”

When she had disappeared out the door, Daphne made to follow her. “Let her go,” Starchild said to her. “She’ll be fine.”

“I’ve never seen her like that before,” Fred said worriedly. “What is it about the Crimson Witch that makes her so upset?”

“Chikara mentioned Heather, too,” Velma piped up. “But she kept calling her ‘Black Dahlia.’ Why is that?”

KISS glanced at each other, and it was Starchild who answered. “There’s a lot about Heather she doesn’t like to talk about, and a lot more to her than you realize.”

“But Aunt Heather’s… Aunt Heather!” Fred insisted. “She’s not some maniac with a ton of secrets! She’s just Aunt Heather, my sixty-year-old aunt who likes flowers and rock music! Why would she want to keep secrets?”

Demon glared at him pointedly. “Let’s say something happened to you, so horrible that you were never the same as you were before. Would you want to talk about it?”

None of them had an answer to that.

#black dahlia #chapter six #black dahlia series #hey shandi what was that water there for?#was it like just an excuse to reveal your assistants’ names?#oh well #maybe someday i’ll write a sidestory about spaceman and velma’s visit to chikara #and include chikara’s references to heather #the majestic rock of kissteria is revealed!#ooooh BLACK DIAMOND!#fred’s on the right track... he’s just not on the right train #heather has some unresolved issues #and they cause her to sorta snap a bit #jeez if only she knew how much these boys care about her #demon’s got a hell of a point tbh #kiss au writing #scooby doo and kiss: rock n roll mystery #my writing #stay tuned for chapter seven!

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kuekyuuq · 2 years

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Alex: So, Lena. No more CEO for you.. no more infinite riches. you're just as poor as the rest of us now!

Lena: *opens mouth*

Kara: No!!! *flies off, leaving the rest of them windblown*

Nia: What's with her?

Kara: *returns, looking miserable, covered in black goo*

Lena: *raised eyebrow™* Kara? Did you just-...

Kara: Who would have thought, oil was so slippery?

Alex: Weeeell...

Kara: Hah! Got it!! *speeds away again*

Lena: *sighs*

Nia: ...did Kara just drill for oil?

Kara: *returns, looking even more miserable, completely drenched, dripping on the floor, dropping a handful of pearls on the desk* ..okay, so not very lucrative...

Lena: Kara-...

Kara: Right! BRB!! *swooshes away again*

Alex: *stares at left behind puddle* ...I am not gonna clean that up. J'onn can get mad at her later for making a mess.

Nia: *plays with pearls* Uuuuh, pretty!!

Lena: ..I'll build a robot to clean up after her, it's okay.

Alex: Lena, you shouldn't-...

Kara: *swooping back in, drops a heap of some brown, funny smelling chunks on the floor, looking like a muddy mess, but with a happy grin on her face* Sorry, I took so long! Had to smell them out and not take all where I found them so they can grow back! *clearly proud of herself*

Alex: Eeew!!

Lena: Kara? Are those-...

Kara: Truffles!!! I hear they sell by a lot and they really don't taste half-bad either.. I may have tasted a pound or two on my way back...

Lena: Why?

Kara: We can sell them, so you're not poor, Lena!

Lena: ...you did this for me?

Kara: Yes! I can get more! I thought about digging for gold, but apparently when you want to turn it into money, you'd have to certify where it came from and do taxes and it technically belongs to the country's it was found in, and that would make it like stealin-... *looks at her truffle-pile* Oh, Rao! Did I steal someone's truffles!?!

Lena: Calm down.. it's okay. Also-...

Kara: No! I am doing it all wrong, I-..

Lena: Kara! Stop!

Kara: *stops dead, completely frozen still*

Nia: Wooooaaaah!

Alex: *whispers to Lena* How did you do that? Was it a spell? Can I learn it??

Lena: Kara, I am NOT poor. Far from it. Aside from growing up financially fortunate, I am also smart and think several steps ahead. I have investments, material and fluid, many of which Lex never knew about and therefore could not cut me off of. Also, I am a witch now. If worst comes to worst, I am sure I'll get that whole alchemy thing down, too.

Kara: *slowly unfreezes* ...oh, okay. Right. ...um, who wants some truffles?

Alex: ...you know, Kara, you could have just turned some coal into diamonds.

Kara: ...no, I couldn't.

Alex: What? You are certainly strong enough!!

Kara: ...hnn.. no. Not yet.

Nia: A diamond out of coal? Isn't that how Lois said, Superman proposed to her? Right? Am not sure, she was drunk when she told that story at girls' night back then... Uh, hey, Kara? Lena? Why are you two blushing..?? .......ooooh. It's alright if I take those pearls, right, okay, bai!

Alex: Um, Kara, you know, you can do something original, right?

Kara: HA! Alex, you're funny! Me? Proposing to my bestest friend whom I love so much I would reshape reality for to not lose her?! Ha!

Lena: You did what now!?!

Alex: --aaaaand that's my cue. Have fun, kids. Invite me to the wedding, right? Bye!!

#supercorp #lena luthor #kara danvers #incorrect quotes #I did a thing #supergirl and truffles #witch!lena #not sure about the gold claim is different in every country #post-s06 #is Lena poor now?

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it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream · 3 years

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Silva Lining (Saul Silva x reader) Chapter 9 (NSFW)

Warnings: NSFW 18+++++ SMUT SMUT SMUT/ SWEARING AND MORE SMUT.

word count: 2.7k

OOOOh look. Smut. I hope you like it :)

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The journey in your mind seemed to take forever. It was at this point where you were all alone, that the nerves about what was to come really set in. Before you knew it you were at the large wooden doors, behind them, Sauls room.

“It’s now or never Y/N.” Again with your little pep talks, your subconscious Jiminy Cricket giving you the push you needed. You didn’t know if you should knock or just go in. He was expecting you after all. You decided on the later and tried the door handle. Unlocked. That gave you your answer as you took a tentative step inside the room you’d only been in a handful of times.

Everything about the room screamed Saul. It was his little man-cave, a place where he could chill after all the hard work he did every day. A large flat screen was mounted on the wall in front of his bed. His bed, sleek, large and modern. The sheets so flat and well made that you cold bounce a penny off them. Under the tv was a long wooden cabinet, hidden away in the cubby holes, a PS4, some cd’s and an array of different movies. You’d talked Saul in to watching some of your faves a while back, so he’d finally understand some of your references. You scanned the room. Not a thing out of place. The room was twice the size of your dorm, he had the whole floor of this wing to himself. Your favourite part about his practical penthouse, was the view. Off to the side, a wide balcony that overlooked all of Alfea, high enough that you could see way into the distance, the forrest, the lands, even the shimmer of the protective border. You could hear that Saul was in the shower, so you had a look around. You’d only been in his room a couple times, never venturing further than the ground floor living room, scared that one thing might lead to another and you wouldn’t be able to control yourselves.

His bedroom was behind a wall of glass on the upper floor which you could see from where you stood. You weren’t joking when you said it was huge! It was to be expected. Saul practically lived at Alfea, even when there weren’t students kicking about. Off to the side of his bedroom you noticed a heavy metal door, no doubt his miniature armoury he had once told you about. You walked over to the kitchen, searching for a drink that would help keep your buzz alive. He’d asked you before tonight what you wanted him to stock, your choice was wine, Rosé, white Zinfandel. He had several bottles, all different brands. Your heart skipped a beat. It was the little things like this that made you know how much he actually cared. You selected the one you wanted and reached into the high cabinet for a wine glass and poured some, sipping a little nervously, waiting for your man. Over to the side you noticed an old record player, beside that, a shelving unit filled with more records you’d ever seen. You picked something to set the mood, it would also alert him that you were here, but with his training, you were sure he already knew.

You heard the light padding of footsteps and watched as Saul rounded the corner, shorts hung low on his hips, his torso completely bare, his abs and chest glistening under the lights, still slightly wet from his shower, his hair damp and messy. He’d never looked so good in that moment. You willed your brain to take a snapshot which would forever be saved for your wankbank. You didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol but god… your were hornier than a dog in heat. You crossed your legs which didn’t go un-noticed by Saul who smirked. The audacity. You rolled your eyes.

“Miss Y/L/N, what a pleasant surprise, I thought i’d eventually have to come down there and drag you away in front of everyone.” He walked up to you slowly, one of his strong arms wrapping around you, his hand splayed on your back, bringing your body flush against his. You gulped.

“Well, i’m here now aren’t I Mr Silva? Impatient are we?” You smiled up at him putting your free hand behind his head, weaving your fingers in his damp hair, pulling his face towards yours so you could kiss his soft lips. You groaned at the feeling, also at the feeling of Sauls hard cock growing against your stomach. That was the thing between you, it took you both two seconds within each others presence to be completely ready for each other. You were wetter than you’d ever been before, your lacy one piece under your dress sporting a soaked crotch right about now.

“Happy birthday princess.” Saul spoke between the kiss, Your body still grinding up against him, brushing against his cock every now and again. “As much as I love this baby, I want to give you your presents.” He kissed you once more on the lips and adjusted his boner. Your cheeks were flushed and you wanted to strip yourself free of your dress. Saul wandered over to a draw near the tv, producing two small boxes neatly wrapped in shades of black and gold paper. He took you by the hand and sat with you on the leather sofa in the centre of the room.

“Open this one first.” He handed you the box that was slightly bigger than the other. You unwrapped it and inside was another box. Inside that was a thin silver necklace, hanging from it, dog tags crafted from silver and embellished with diamonds, an exact replica of Sauls dog tags that he would have received in his training, just a bit more fancy. You instantly loved it, turning so he could put it on for you but he stopped you and handed you the other present first. You raised your eyebrows. Inside the paper was a smaller box, shaped like a geode, however inside this one, a ring sat atop crystals in the rock. It was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen.

“Now, I know this might seem early, don’t panic. It’s not an engagement ring.. yet. I want to marry you, I know there will never be anyone else for me. You’re all I want and will ever want until my last dying breath Y/N, this is a promise ring. It means that I promise, I will be with you forever, I will love you until the end of time and I promise to always protect you. I promise i’ll be your partner, your future and your best friend.” Your eyes were full of unshed tears and for the first time you noticed Saul’s hands shaking. He was nervous? He took the ring from you and placed it on the necklace with the dog tags making it complete as he fastened the clasp on your neck.

Shock was the initial emotion you felt. Shock that someone loved you as much as Saul did after never having experienced love from anyone. Then love, heaps and waves of unconditional love for the man that sat in front of you. You didn’t know how to thank him. You just reacted. Raising yourself up from the sofa, you keeled on either side of Silva’s thighs, straddling him, pressing down so your mound was pressed again the bulge in his shorts. You started to grind a little earning a moan from Saul who had thrown his head back.

“I love you Saul Silva, I love you so so much, I want you. I want you to make me yours fully.” You went harder, the friction from his cock driving you insane. You squealed when you were lifted into thin air, Saul throwing you over his shoulder cave man style. His hand came up to rest on your ass under your dress, needing the skin. He made his way up the stairs and to his bedroom. You gulped, butterflies erupting in your stomach as one of his calloused fingers ran over your damp slit covered by the lace suit under your dress. Now you wished you’d just gone commando.

He let you go and you landed on his bed with a bounce. He was on you in seconds, his mouth trailing all the way from the inside of your leg up to your throat and to your mouth. He’d positioned himself so his hips were able to grind right against your core and you couldn’t help but moan into his hot mouth. Sauls fingers toyed with the hem of your dress that had ridden up your thighs, you lifted your body so he could grab it and pull it off over your head. He sat back on his haunches and whistled. You blushed and winked at Saul as his eyes looked over your body.

“Is this the secret item you bought when we went shopping? I have to say, I love it.” His large hands ran over your lace body suit, nipples strained against it, visible to Saul through the thing mesh lace material.

“All for you Mr Silva.” You smiled at him as his lust filled eyes lingered on your breasts. Your fingers toying with the band of his shorts. He looked up at you, an expression on his face like ‘are you sure?’ You pulled them down and gasped, not realising he was going commando. His cock sprung free and your breath halted. Jesus wept. That was not a normal size. How the hell was he going to fit? Looking up again you saw Saul with his signature smirk.

“Like what you see baby girl?” His mouth came down on your neck, sucking and bitting slightly making your pussy clench with want and need. You’d never been this intimate with anyone before? Never even kissed someone until you met Saul. Now your man was here as naked as the day he was born. The alcohol still running through you was something you were grateful for, giving you a little more confidence. You reached down and took Saul’s hard cock in your small hand, he groaned as you ran you fingers up and down his shaft, feeling the bumpy veins and smooth skin, pre-cum leaking from the purple swollen tip. You licked your lips, a fire burning in your belly. You crawled forward on the bed, swaying your hips in the air, stopping with your face in front of Saul’s member. Before he could ask what you were doing he was in your mouth. Just because you were a virgin didn’t mean you didn’t watch porn, it had taught you a thing or two. Licking the tip, you collected the sweet and salty pre-cum and hummed happily. You wanted more, your tongue bottoming out on the underside of his cock, you took him as far down as you could, feeling the tip touch your tonsils. You gagged a little and came up for air.

“You’re fucking amazing.” Sauls head was thrown back in ecstasy, his heart swelled with pride and pleasure, looking down at the woman kneeled in front of him. “Let’s get this off you shall we.” His finger snapped the bra strap and you grinned eagerly. You helped him push the straps down either side of your arms and stood up on the bed, shimmying out of the delicate one piece. You blushed, your arms coming to cover your exposed body, suddenly nervous about what he was seeing. His face hardened.

“You better not be hiding from me darling. You don’t have to hide from me. I love every part of you.” He slowly moved your arms away, drinking in the sight before him. “Beautiful.” He kissed your stomach. “Perfect” He kissed your hip. “Sexy” He kissed one breast and then the other, your eyes fluttering closed as his expert tongue coiled around the sensitive nubs. You knelt up, pressing your bare chest against his, noticing how well your bodies fit together. You felt his member pulsing against your belly button. You needed him inside you.

Laying back on the bed, you beckoned Saul forward with a finger, a come hither motion. He obeyed and took your thighs in his hands, pulling your legs apart, exposing your most personal and sensitive area. You were soaked, no doubt your juices visible for him to see. Saul licked his lips. He looked up at you asking for permission, you nodded your head. Within seconds his face was between your legs, you felt his nose brush against your sensitive nub and then his tongue was licking between your folds. Your eyes rolled and your body arched up seeking more. Your hand in his hair, tugging slightly as his pace began to quicken. There was something hot about the way you could hear your pussy squelching around his lips. He looked up smirking again. Always smirking, cheeky devil. His mouth glistening with your juices. You giggled.

“I can’t believe I ever got so lucky Saul.” His head dove back down, licking and sucking, making your nerves tingle, your stomach erupted in butterflies and you could feel you were getting close, Sauls hand splayed on your stomach, pushing you down into the mattress as he ate you relentlessly. You hardly had time to cry out as you came around his tongue, screaming out his name as he kept going helping you ride out your earth shattering orgasm.

Catching your breath, your legs still shaking around Sauls head, you wondered if this is how it would always feel. Would he always make you feel this way, would he always want you, would you be enough? For the first time in your life you told yourself yes. You were enough.

“Are you ready to go all the way darling? If you’re not ready that’s absolutely fine, I can wait.” Saul rubbed his hands down your legs soothingly, still looking you over with heavy lust filled eyes. God you loved him.

“I’m ready Saul, I’ve never been more ready.” With that he rolled on the condom and lined himself up. The engorged tip of his cock sitting at your entrance. You were tingling again, waiting patiently for what was to come. Suddenly nervous, you linked your fingers with Sauls for reassurance.

“It’s okay baby, it will only hurt for a minute, i’ll be as slow and gentle as I can until you say you’re ready.” His dipped down, placing a soft kiss on your lips and moved his hips forward, his hand in between the both of you, guiding his member into your slick opening. You cried out into Sauls mouth. The pressure built as his hard flesh tore its way inside you. It burned slightly, but you knew it was just your walls getting accustomed to the sheer size of your man. You squeezed your eyes tight, Saul still planting kisses all over you as he finally bottomed out.

“Oh Y/N, you’re so tight.” His head buried in the crook of your neck and he stayed still, letting you adjust to him.

“I think you can move now, but slowly.” You gripped Sauls forearms as he started to adjust his weight on top of you, pulling back, pushing in, pulling back, pushing in. He gyrated his hips, your eyes widened, god that felt good. The pain was slowly subsiding and you started to feel pure pleasure. Before long he was pounding you relentlessly, both of you had waited so long for this moment and now you were fully connected. You were one. If the static connection you had before was something, then what you felt now was EVERYTHING.

“Faster Saul, i-i-‘m close.” You nails racked down his back, no doubt leaving bloody scratch marks, it seemed to fuel his fire as he pounded into you at a rapid speed. He leant down capturing your nipple in his mouth, sucking and circling it with his tongue.

“Cum for me baby, cum on my cock. Let’s cum together.” You could feel his movements getting slower, sweat glistened on his forehead and you felt the build in your stomach. You closed your eyes tight, shuddering.

“I-im gonna..” With two more strokes both you and Saul were crying out. You felt some warmth as Saul’s cum filled the condom inside you, your pussy squeezed around his shaft milking it for everything. Your legs shook as Saul collapsed on top of your slick body. Both breathing rapidly and holding onto each other like your lives depended on it.

“Well that was one hell of a birthday present.”

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Rare Jewel - NCIS Reader Insert

Pairing: Gibbs x plus-size reader

Warning: language

Word count: 1673

Requested by: @soggy-enchilada

“Can I please request a Gibbs x plus size reader? Maybe they have to go undercover to a gala or smth together and the reader walks out in this figure hugging dress feeling and looking FLY AS FUCK and Gibbs is like hot damn. You get where I’m going?”

A/N: Alright, trustno1 is the reader’s chat URL, just for clarification (its a nod at something, send me an ask if you can figure it out! ;) ). I made up the gala name for this fic, at least to my knowledge, too. I sincerely hope this is what you were looking for @soggy-enchilada. I haven’t ever written a plus-size reader POV, and I truly hope this is what you wanted. I loved this idea BTW!! Anyways, here it is!

You had been staring at Gibbs, who unaware, had been conversing with Director Vance in the hallway of the upper level of the NCIS offices for the last fifteen minutes. The conversation wasn’t what had caught your attention. Rather it was the tall, silver-haired fox of a man that you had been watching. And this intense staring hadn’t gone unnoticed by your team members, or at least by DiNozzo.

He creeps up to your desk the first chance he has, an all-knowing “I know what you’re doing” falling from his lips. You, of course, vehemently deny anything, a little too quickly with an “I don’t know what you are talking about DiNozzo.” This causes him to let out a bark of a laugh. “Sure you don’t sweetcheeks. And I bet that Director Vance will love to know that you’ve been staring at him for the last fifteen minutes. In fact, why don’t I go tell him for you now.” He turns from your desk, heading towards the steps to the second floor.

You let out a frustrated hiss, which momentarily drew the attention of McGee. “DiNozzo, get back here.” He laughs loudly, grabbing McGee’s attention once more, as he turns and saunters back to your desk. “You’ve got it bad. And good ole Jethro doesn’t even know.” Despite your current situation, you had to let out a small laugh at his use of Gibbs’ first name. You know he would never call Gibbs that to his face.

Gibbs was still completely in the dark about the way you felt about him, which wasn’t like him. Gibbs, usually, was rather intuitive, yet despite the many obvious tells you had revealed in the past two years, some accidentally and some on purpose, he still thought you felt no more for him than a coworker.

“At least I know what I want.” You say in response, giving his a teasing reminder that he still hadn’t found ‘the one’, or at least focused on one woman in a long time. He waves a hand at you as if to distract you from the topic. “Okay, yeah. But at least I’m not drooling over our boss.” You make a face in response. “You’re wrong.” It’s the best you can come up with, and you know DiNozzo is going make fun of you for it.

“You’re wrong? Is that all you’ve got? You’re worse than Probie. At least he can come up with comebacks better than that.” He responds in jest, opening his mouth to say more but a voice stops him.

“DiNozzo, knock that shit off and get back to work.” Gibbs’ voice is as cold and unyielding as steel as he makes his way back to the bullpen. His voice startles you, making you hope he didn’t hear any of what the two of you were talking about. DiNozzo made a face at you as he backs away from your desk.

“The Military Officers Hall of Fame and Awards Gala is this Friday night and Director Vance has agreed on an undercover operation. Y/L/N and I will be attending as a couple, while DiNozzo will be going as a member of the waitstaff and McGee will be running interference in one of the surveillance vans.” He says, his voice leaving no room for argument. You nodded, nervousness already consuming you at the thought of having to find a dress that fits you comfortably. DiNozzo surprisingly doesn’t say anything except a quick “Alright” and McGee answers with a number of questions regarding the statistics of the undercover mission, which Gibbs gruffly answers with as little syllables as possible.

A ding sounding from your desktop computer, grabbing your attention. A notification blinks on your chat app, letting you know you have a new message. You open the app and see it’s from DiNozzo. You roll your eyes dramatically, knowing he is watching you from his desk before opening it.

DiNozzotheGFather68: ooooh, a whole night pretending to be a couple with Gibbs? 😉😉

trustno1: go find yourself a tray DiNozzo! i know you are gonna have to practice to make it believable

DiNozzotheGFather68: oh, bite me! no, actually, why don’t you go bite Gibbs 😉😏😗

trustno1: eww DiNozzo, stop being gross

You shut the chat app after that, not ready to deal with another round of DiNozzo’s relentless teasing. You decide to try and get some of the paperwork finished from the ever-growing stack on your desk to distract you from the growing anxiety filling your chest.

---- The rest of the day passes uneventfully and soon, you are leaving to go home, dreading the fact that you will have to scrounge through your closet to find something that would be dressy enough for the gala. You highly doubt that you’ll find a dress, which means you’ll have to go shopping, which is something else that you dread.

The ride home is short, shorter than you would have liked today, and before you know it, you are changed into your lounging clothes and staring at your closet, your favorite snack in hand, paired with a much-needed glass of your favorite drink. Opening your closet doors, you heave out a sigh at the task ahead of you. You could already see two potential dresses but you knew that when you pull them off the rack, you’ll change your mind.

After downing your drink, you pull out the first one off and immediately throw it onto your bed. That one would be one of the last ones you would wear. You would sooner go in your rattiest pajamas, in front of Gibbs, than wear that one. The second one wasn’t much better in your opinion but you tried it on anyway, not really wanting to go dress shopping tomorrow. This dress was a black mermaid style dress, with a large taffeta bottom and lace sleeves. The tag was still on it and you couldn’t even recall where you had gotten it from in the first place.

Upon first glance you feel rather confident in the dress, but the more you stare at your reflection, all you can see are the flaws in the dress. It was a bit tight across the chest and the mermaid style made it almost impossible to move, not to mention that you had no spot to put your standard issue handgun. It didn’t take you long to shed the dress and turn to the second one, a deep red velvet bodycon style dress with spaghetti straps and a flare along the bottom.

You reluctantly pull it off the hanger, and wiggle into it. Dread settles on your shoulders as you turn to look in the body length mirror. That dread quickly flies from your shoulders though, replaced with a feeling of astonishment and surprise. Not only did the dress fit, you hadn’t thought it would since it had been sitting in your closet for months, but it fit well. It hugged your thick curves and made your chest, and your butt as well, look far more pronounced, which you liked.

“Damn”, you murmur as you continue to look at your reflection. “I look like a badass bitch in this dress.” You were starting to feel excited about the prospect of spending the evening being Gibbs’ date, especially now that you looked so good.

----

Two days later, and you find yourself getting ready for the prestigious gala. You had your hair up in a fancy updo, the loose tendrils hanging around your face were casually curled. You had on your favorite diamond pendant and were wearing your sexiest black heels. You had just finished touching up your makeup when you saw the time.

“Shit.” You exclaim, grabbing your gun and shoving it into your thigh holster, which you barely managed to cover with the edge of your dress, and your shiny, almost maroon colored, clutch. You quickly, or as quickly as you can dressed as you are, get into your crappy little car and floored it to the event’s location. The engine sputters a few times in protest at the speed along the way, but you make it to the large establishment only five minutes later than when you were supposed to be.

You enter the nearly empty lobby, scanning it for the tall, muscled figure of Gibbs. You don’t see him and decide, after sucking in a deep, fortifying breath, you pull open the ballroom doors. His eyes found yours immediately, widening at the sight of you. You maintain eye contact with him as you make your way through the crowded room, past dancing couples and stately individuals.

When you reach him, he lets out a slow uncharacteristic whistle. He smiles at you, offering you a hand. You take it and he suavely spins you before pulling you close. “You, agent Y/L/N, look beautiful. Absolutely breathtaking.” He places a hand on your lower back, leading you to the dance floor. A slow, classic number starts just as the two of you reach the dance floor. He pulls you into an embrace, moving you into a slow two-step.

You rest your head on his shoulder, caught up in the act of pretending to be a couple with Gibbs. I like him, a lot. “Who?” Gibbs' voice startled you out of your daydreaming. “Hmm?”

“You said you like him? Who?” You quickly realize upon hearing his words that you had said those four words out loud.

“Him, you.” You say before you even know what you’re saying. “I like you. A lot.” He slowly breaks out in a smile. “Took you long enough.” He says simply.

“Wait what?” You ask quietly. “You knew?”

“I’ve known for a while. I just wanted to hear you say it.” He said, brushing a tendril of your hair away from your face. “And I like you too.”

Your heart thumps widely in your chest. All you could think about was what life would be like if the man holding you was yours . What a truly wonderful life it would be and you felt that you were finally on the way to this life.

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