#sorry not sorry to anyone who came here for reasonable reasons 😌

[zeawesomebirdie]

At this point I think I just have to accept that I do in fact go here, even though I don't actually know where exactly here is

[leclercsluvs]

CL16 | Already Over | smau

part 3

part 1 | part 2

an: this will include sort of cheating (not really sure what to classify it as), and for that i am going to be using pics of charles and alex, however do i see any alex hate you are blocked or something, thank you very much) fc: sabrina carpenter pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader ib: vicious by @azulpitlane and the album 'emails i can't send' by sabrina carpenter

charles_leclerc

liked by scuderiaferrari, carlossainz55 and 1.503.666 others charles_leclerc nice weekend! i'm happy with my results, and glad to finally introduce you to my girl <3 tagged: scuderiaferrari, carlossainz55

danielricciardo mate what?

carlossainz55 i literally saw her like once

lecworld oop the tea is being spilled

pierregasly great job this weekend! (very unimpressed i find out about your relationship through insta, i'm hurt)

landonorris what's her name again?

alex_albon wow you almost cut me out

charles_leclerc sorry mate i needed to fit in carlos carlossainz55 i do look amazing in that photo

y/nswrld damn the drivers did not hold back

ricsbestglam ikrrr??? like whats going onnnn?? i need the teaaa lecs.aep riiiight?? it's a neeeed

f1wagsupdates

liked by lecslvr, sharl.aep and 693 others f1wagsupdates charles new girlfriend spotted at the race! she looks so pretty, yet we haven't been able to find out what her name is tagged: charles_leclerc

lecslvr oh my goddd she's gorgeous

leclercs.aep she looks a lot like someone i've seen around in paris. i think she goes to one of the art schools there, i think her name is alexandra or something like that

f1girl1644 we must DIG and find her! charles_lechair or maybe theres a reason charles hasn't told anyone her @ like maybe she likes that people can't stalk her account and point out every flaw

yourusername

liked by danielricciardo, yourbff and 2.562.827 others yourusername give me a second to forget i ever really meant it 🫨 fast times out now! music video out in a few days. hope you enjoy it (the dark hair is just a wig, i didn't dye my hair for a mv)

y/nsworld NEW MUSICC???

y/n.aep omg totally in love with this song!

scfty/n oh so they're like over over??

lecslvr i guess 😭 charles was literally seen kissing a girl and posting her on his ig

norris.aep oh is this going to be an album? about CHARLES??

lqvey/n omg i HOPEEE

danielricciardo so proud of you!

yourusername thank uuuu

carlossainz55 very nice song!

yourusername 🥰

yourusername

liked by danielricciardo, milomanheim and 3.413.034 others yourusername feather is out now!! thank you to everyone who's supported me, and a big thanks to milo for agreeing to be the guy in the elevator 💔 anyway here's a few sneak peaks for the music video, personally my fav, out october 31st!! tagged: milomanheim

y/nsb1tch ohhh who did you blockkk?

yourfriend so you finally listened?

yourusername well i suppose someone knocked some sense into me yourbff happy to be of help 🫡 yoursister girl you should have listened from the beginning. he was BAD NEWS yourfriend we've been telling her!! yoursister did i tell how he responded when she was in that accident? yourbff uhm no??! do spill!!! yoursister TO THE GROUPCHAT yourusername oh lord....

milomanheim thanks for giving me this opportunity. never been in a music video and i did enjoy being the guy in the elevator. even if i didn't get that happy ending

yourusername we'll work together again sometime, and you'll get your happy ending 🙃

luvmilo UHMM WHAT?? okay but like he's gonna eat that role up no matter what it is

leclercssupportsystem okay but why does that guy lowkey look a bit like charles??? i fear 'guy in the elevator' and 'not happy ending' is not good LMAO did she kill him in the mv or something?

yourusername 👀

danielricciardo proud to have been an inspiration 😌

yourusername inspiration and inspiration 🤷‍♀️ sure we were texting when the idea came, but you didn't contribute much :) carlossainz55 she owned you mate danielricciardo now that's just rude :(( yourusername sorry. thanks for the amazing inspiration daniel 🫶 landonorris did you get a sneak peak of it too? maxverstappen1 only a sneak peak? i got the whole song like a week ago 🤷‍♂️ pierregasly you guys got to hear it? kevinmagnussen you guys knew about it?

lcvssjeed some of the drivers being in the comments is making my heart super happy

y/nsvfx no because same! maybe we’ll see her back in the paddock again? 👀 yourusername: wouldn’t wanna miss lando get his first win 😉 vspxcharles OMG OMG OMG SHE REPLIED

scuderiaferrari

liked by charles_leclerc, carlossainz55 and 1.329.082 others scuderiaferrari a nice 1-2 this weekend! happy to see charles on top of that podium again! tagged: charles_leclerc, carlosssainz55

charles_leclerc felt good to be back on top!

carlossainz55 such a good weekend! can't wait for more

leclerswings hes such and angel! 😇

lecsgirl so we just decided to ignore that he supposedly cheated on y/n??

leclerc16 CHARLES P1!!! congratssss

char.aeps so once he drops y/n he starts performing great again? do we think she was the reason he couldn't perform?

angelic.y/n don't you dare try and put the blame on my baby angel! char.aeps she's not so innocent tho 💀 angelic.y/n what's that supposed to mean? was she the one running around being all flirty with two people at once? didn't think so

yourusername

liked by landonorris, yourbff and 2.562.827 others yourusername vicious out now! happy i was able to perform it at coachella! such an experience!

danielricciardo wow you never fail to amaze!

maxverstappen1 is this about a certain person we all collectively don't like?

yourusername perhaps 🤭 maxverstappen1 good to know landonorris may i ask, why you have not done something about it? maxverstappen1 what do you want me to do? pierregasly push him off the track. take revenge for 2012 maxverstappen1 do not remind me of that or i'll push YOU off the track.

carlossainz55 amazing!

y/ncore the drivers being so supportive even tho it's about charles treating y/n like shit is my roman empire

lestappenlvr love how she tries and makes it seem like charles was the bad guy 🙄

y/n.vsp maybe because he was the bad guy? lestappenlvr and how would you know?? y/n.vsp i dont, but hearing these songs, idk i dont think we should jump to any conclusions since we don't have the full story, but we all saw charles running around with that "alexandra" girl while he was definitely still with y/n lestappenlvr well if you dont know why are you speaking about it?? y/n.vsp y'know i could ask you the same thing.

leclercs.aep maybe she should have kept her legs closed lmao

yourusername

liked by yourfriend, yourbff and 2.562.827 others yourusername i wish we stayed just like we were up there </3

yourbff we should hang out soon!

yourusername uhm yes! yourfriend i better be invited! yourusername duh!! danielricciardo can i have an invite too? yourbff depends are you like *that guy*? danielricciardo uhh never 🫠 yourusername you can be there :))

y/nsangel aww how cute (who is she talking about?)

scfty/n probably charles? y/nsangel who? scfty/n charles_leclerc they used to date a little while ago, but it's suspected he cheated on her

scfty/n literally in love with her

y/nswrld who isnt?

scuderiaferrari

liked by charles_leclerc, leclercsbae and 729.362 others scuderiaferrari hoping for another 1-2 finish this weekend! tagged: charles_leclerc, carlossainz55

leclercsbae charles looks so gooooood!!

charles_leclerc definitely going to try!!

carlossainz55 better hope for a P2, i’m going for that top step 💪 charles_leclerc keep dreaming mate, i’m taking that P1 yourusername oh so you do know how to reply?? angelic.y/n oop the tea clfan girl what are you doing here? you're not with him anymore y/n.video they might not be, but her and carlos seems to be friends, so it makes sense shes still following ferrari chili55 i’ve never seen them interact? luvy/n he’s been really supportive of her music, commenting on her post and using her songs on his story

maxv3rs1appen_ i doubt it. with max and red bull being strong you should be lucky to get P3

norris.vfx nahhh lando is gonna get his win this weekend (let me be delulu i need it)

yourusername we're rooting for him 💪

yourusername

liked by charles_leclerc, yourbff and 3.927.175 others yourusername thank you to everyone who's been with me through this journey. i'm happy to finally be back on tour, emails i can't send has been out for a few days, i hope you like this album i've been working on. i will not be naming any names, but if a song is about you, you probably know 😉

yourbff SO HAPPY YOU'RE BACKKK (i better get tickets>:(!!)

yourusername i guess you'll have to buy them then 🤷‍♀️

video.y/n okay so i went to one of the first concerts of the tour AND SOME OF THE DRIVERS WERE THERE 🥹

angelic.y/n waittt you have to tell which ones!! video.y/n well carlos, daniel, lando, pierre, max, oscar, george, lewis, kevin, alex and logan all stood together (so i assume they went together???) leclercsluv no way!! i went to! i actually saw a certain charles in the crowd and i was pretty shocked

danielricciardo one of the best concerts i've been to

maxverstappen1 usually i don't go to concerts, but i'd go to y/n's again in a heartbeat danielricciardo ofc you would ;) landonorris now what is that supposed to mean daniel??? 🤨 danielricciardo 🤐 yourusername thank you all for being there 🥰 it meant a lot to me 🫶 danielricciardo especially max 👀 alex_albon daniel behave 😑

lecslover charles lurking in the likes???

charles_leclerc i truly am sorry for what i did. do you think you'd ever be able to forgive me?

youbff no. yourfriend no. yoursister no. danielricciardo no. yourusername maybe with time. not right now tho. go take care of your new girl. you'll know when i'm ready.

okay so i'm actually a little sad that this is over. i really enjoyed writing this and making it. i'm sure i'll do something like it again at one point. if you have any requests for what you'd like for me to maybe do then don't hesitate to lmk! <3

part 4

tags: @exotic-iris13 @callsignwidow

[hanluex]

Okay I have some headcanons for Titans!Jason, Comics!Jason (as they have some differences) and some of them that could be applied for both versions. I am gonna let some of the last group here and please tell me what do you think about them. I would love to hear your oppinion! Sorry if it's too long 😅

It's a fact that he loves eather jackets, and I love to imagine that he would let his/o wear team when it's cold. Or maybe when he lefts for patroling and you need some comfort item to remind yourself that he will back at home safe

I think he has at least a couple of tattoos (I think is a popular headcanon among the fsndom actually 🤔). And all of them have deep meanings for him that only a few people know about

He is a baby when his s/o plays with his hair. His head resting on your lap, sleepy eyes and all his tough facade is gone. Sorry, not sorry 😌

Last one for now, it's known that he is so freaking touch-starved

Titans!Jason will show it by being really physically close and teasing the person he has a crush with

With Comics!Jason is a little bit different. His s/o is the one who needs to star the physical affection since he doesn't know how to explain when he needs a hug, a forehead kiss or just his hand being hold and when he will be with this face 🥹 the whole time without uttering a word

Lots of love, take care 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

🌕 Anon

i went so overboard with this one, gosh 😭 but i do hope my opinions regarding these hcs are entertaining! thank you as always for your messages, sweetheart! stay safe and take care 🥺💗

it's a fact that he loves leather jackets, and i love to imagine that he would let his s/o wear team when it's cold. or maybe when he lefts for patrolling and you need some comfort item to remind yourself that he will back at home safe

ahh omgomg this is definitely canon! like, it can be the middle of july where everyone is sweating buckets, but jason will still have this leather jacket on him JUST IN CASE you are feeling cold and need it 🥹

him giving you his leather jacket was actually how he first realized that he might have feelings for you (when you two were in the “friends” stage, perhaps?) when you mentioned you were cold or he happened to notice the goosebumps on your skin, he didn’t hesitate to take his jacket off and put it on you

this action just led him to think “why in the world would i ever do that?” 🤔 which would after a lot of thought give him the answer “well shit maybe i like them, that’s why” 😏 and from then onwards, it’s a fight between you and flirty!jason fr 😂

i think he has at least a couple of tattoos (i think is a popular headcanon among the fandom actually 🤔). and all of them have deep meanings for him that only a few people know about

ooh i never knew that! me personally, i don’t think anyone in the batfam would have any tattoos bc bruce would be on their asses if they ever got something that would make it easier for their identities to be compromised

but then again, this is jason … when has the boy ever listened? 😭 (actually, i so believe he is a rule-keeper through and through, maybe even more so than dick — he just doesn’t show it bc he wants to be cool)

although, i definitely think jason has a tattoo of the joker card where the joker is holding a bloodied crowbar. all his scars were gone when he came back from the pit, so he’d get this tattoo in remembrance of what happened to him and who did it and how 🥹 it’s not in a visible spot, but anyone who’d ever come across it would definitely be people close to him and would know it’s meaning upon a closer glance at the details of the tattoo

one that would be hidden in plain sight is a tiny tattoo of a sun on the side of his left ring finger. although it is a myth, jason likes to believe in the historical belief of vena amoris (vein of love) where there was said to be a vein in the left ring finger that is connected straight to the heart

the reason he has a tattoo of a sun on that finger would be bc of you. jason lived his entire life in darkness, he believes. all his thoughts clouded with darkness, not a speck of light even in his mind. but when he met you, everything changed. you were his light at the end of the tunnel, the one he’d run home to, the sun to his moon

he has the sun tattooed on his finger to remind him that you are the reason his heart is beating and the reason he is able to love 🥺💗

bonus: he'd always have a band-aid on that finger to cover his tattoo and bc of his "work" no one ever suspects the fact he always has a band-aid on that specific finger. one day when he was just relaxing with you, you'd note that the band-aid was coming off and would replace it for him, but upon taking it off, you'd see the tattoo and that'd be the day he tells you about it.

extra bonus: you end up getting a tattoo of a moon on the same finger, to signify that he is the moon to your sun 🥰

he is a baby when his s/o plays with his hair. his head resting on your lap, sleepy eyes and all his tough facade is gone. sorry, not sorry 😌

jason is absolute putty in your hands when you play with his hair. like you mentioned later on, bro is absolutely touch-starved, so simple touches like this make him just melt into your embrace

i like to believe it started off when you two were having a book date, where the two of you just chilled at home, reading books in comfortable silence. jason ended up changing his posture, asking if he could rest his head on your lap, to which you complied.

the gesture happened naturally. you held your book with one day and didn’t know what to do with the other, so you just unconsciously played with his hair, the gesture taking him by surprise

from that day onwards, whenever he feels down or whenever you two are cuddling, he just silently grabs your hand, placing it over his head, wordlessly asking you to play with his hair

while on certain days you tease him for behaving like a cat  bc of his eagerness for you to play with his hair, on other days you realise he is just a six-foot bulky kid who needs loads of love and affection 🥹🥹

(he is 100% a black cat, don’t fight me 😤 — you are literally the golden retriever energy to his black cat energy)

last one for now, it's known that he is so freaking touch-starved

yes yes yes !! he is so bloody touch-starved, it’s not even funny 🥹😭

titans!jason will show it by being really physically close and teasing the person he has a crush with

titans!jason is touch-starved, knows it and will take the necessary steps to ensure he receives the affection he needs. like i said earlier, you are the golden retriever to his black cat, so you are very touchy with people

when you were friends (or crushing), jason had said something funny and you hit him on his shoulder as you laughed, before apologizing and patting him in the area you hit — that was it for him. you had him wrapped around your finger with that simple gesture; he was yours

jason would have to have his hands on you at all times when you are together. he just craves affection and proximity. like he needs that assurance that you are there with him and most of the time would want to touch you skin-to-skin (in a non-sexual way), probably his hands under your shirt, whatever he can touch, he will

titans!jason’s love language is definitely teasing! he'd love annoying you by poking you on your sides, just thriving off the reactions he’s getting from you; it’s his serotonin or dopamine — it just makes him so happy!

with comics!jason is a little bit different. his s/o is the one who needs to start the physical affection since he doesn't know how to explain when he needs a hug, a forehead kiss or just his hand being held and when he will be with this face 🥹 the whole time without uttering a word

comics!jason is a gentle giant teddy bear man when you get to know him, but until then, he has so many guards and walls up, it’ll put the pentagon to shame

he’s not used to affectionate touches bc every touch that has come his way usually meant physical harm to him. the first time he’d realise every touch isn’t always violent is when he accidentally hits and pushes you away when you touched him in an attempt to comfort him when he was mad

he’d feel very guilty later on, but you’d just laugh it off, joking around to get rid of the tense atmosphere. you knew he needed time, and time was what you’d give to him. from that day on, you’ll always announce your arrival and let him know you were going to touch him, or ask for affection which surprisingly enough he’d comply to

oh, you said you want a hug? this teddy bear will awkwardly wrap his arms around you as comfort, and you’d end up fixing his arms and posture to let him know how to hug you. he appreciates how patient you are with him and how willing you are to help him with his affectionate needs

once you two are in an established relationship, i think there’d be some codeword or look or just something that’d convey that jason needs to be held bc he has a difficult time in explaining when he needs physical affection

it wouldn’t even be intentional. it'd just be smth like the nickname “sunshine” that jason would use after a rough day or smth, and your reaction is to smother him with affection and from that day on, the word “sunshine” would become jason’s codeword for “i need affection from you, thank you very much”

[turvi]

Happy 400 followers!! Oh my gosh you are so talented. I haven't seen another writer with your style and that makes you so unique you deserve so much more attention!! [talk about underrated 🙄] but the good thing is [and sorry if this seems selfish 🤭] I get to be one of the few people who is a dear friend and reader. 😌😅 congratulations, I'll be so excited to see more people be invested in your rare talent because you deserve the stars and the moon!! 🥹 🎉💗

The Lawn Gnomes: Send a prompt, au, and your favorite character and she will pen down a nice crisp story for you. We can't promise it will be good but it will be better than her college thesis

AU: Roommate AU

Prompt: “Do you know you're pretty” 

And of course draco because I love him so freaking much 😩

babe you are making me cry but thanks for your amazing words... I appreciate your love and support so I hope you like this..

Draco was fuming when he found out he had to share a room in his apartment. But times were tough and as much as he hated to admit he needed a roommate so he could split the rent. His parents were still wealthy but they were too facing the repercussions of the recession and had to him to self-sustain.

If anyone hated the recession more it was Draco because now he had to share a space with a stranger. Blaise and Pansy decided to help him to find a roommate because as much as they loved him, he was being snobby and arrogant to any potential roommate. He would pinpoint their flaws, and make up some weird excuse why they will not be a good roommate.

A week later a very exhausted Pansy showed Draco a profile. Draco spent the whole night trying to find flaws in her. But he just couldn't. Even her name was beautiful. Y/n L/n.

Y/n moved in quickly without a peep. Her room needed repairs since no one had been there for a while. But she didn't complain. Draco was surprised she really meant the words "you won't even realize I am here" because Draco wouldn't realize when she was home and when she was not.

So Draco went out of his way to stay in the living room only because he still needed to keep an eye on his new roommate. No other reason.

Her bright smile and how sweetly she would say his name would be the only thing he could think about. But he would immediately shake his head thinking it would shake off the warmth growing in his chest.

But soon the weather was changing. The wind was getting colder. This was the time of year Draco hated the most. The temperature change would always cause Draco to fall sick.

Blaise and Pansy came to check in with him and were surprised at his changed demeanor towards Y/n. He was..softer. And their eyes widened when they saw him smiling. But couldn't help but smile too when Y/n brought soup for Draco.

Soon both excused themselves looking at how Draco and Y/n were stealing glances. When they left Y/n brought more soup for Draco. Draco could practically hear his own heartbeat when he saw Y/n sit on his bed.

When Draco didn't move to take the soup Y/n joked "Do you want me to feed you?"

Draco chuckled. He missed this feeling. Even if he was sick he missed falling in love. He had the feeling he was becoming bitter. The feeling of love returning back to him like an old childhood memory.

Draco looked at her longingly. How this girl had managed to make space in his heart so quickly. He kept looking at her his heart happily skipping at the sound of her laughter when out of the blue he said "Do you know you're pretty?"

He heard her breath hitch. Cold be damned he got closer to her. "I am really sick right now but I also want to kiss you"

Y/n chuckled again blush spreading across her cheek, he couldn't help but softly caress her cheek. Before he could say or do anything he felt her lips on him. He was having difficulty breathing because of his blocked nose but his greedy heart only wanted to feel her lips on his for a few more minutes.

He was heavily breathing as they broke from the kiss. Y/n ran her hand through his blonde hair making him groan. "Thank you for being so nice to me"

"I think I could say the same" she giggled as she pecked his lips. Draco put the soup on his nightstand and lay on her lap beaming as she kept massaging his head. He felt his own heartbeat and smiled. Yeah, he could be here for a lifetime.

A/N: Again thank you for the request and thank you for your words I am glad you love my writing. I hope you like it (considering how much time it took). REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED

[yandere-daze]

So, I've had no one to talk to about this, then I remembered we're moots, so that legally makes you my friend.

Can we just talk about how Watatu is most likely to be self aware out of anyone, but also least likely to fight anything? I've always had this suspicion but I've been watching the anime recently, and he's totally willing to do things that will (or should) devastate him, but because it's part of the script.

Like, he knows you. He loves you more than anyone. But the script says he has a role to play. So he'll play his part and he'll play it gloriously.

Also!!!!! He says things like he's "everyone's Wataru". He doesn't belong to anyone. So it's just another reason that if he was self aware, he would play along. He's yours, but the both of you belong to everyone. So he must allow you to follow your own script to its completion.

This has been a ted talk from your friendly neighborhood dot! I would love to hear the thoughts of someone who is not myself 😅

Hello, hello! Indeed, being mutuals means we are now best friends, sorry I don´t make the rules😌

Now I have to admit that my knowledge about Wataru is very limited so my interpretation of his character might be very off!

But yes, I think Wataru would be pretty quick to realize the whole truth of this being a game and you being the player. Both because of his experience with doing magic and how that requires performing different tricks. That probably enables him to see these kinds of "tricks" a bit better than other people. Also despite trying to act like a clueless clown in front of other people sometimes, Wataru is actually really smart and attentive, so I wouldn´t be surprised that he would figure all of this out pretty quickly.

And Wataru is indeed willing to play his role if he thinks that it is necessary for a better future/ a good outcome. I think that in elements for example, he did his "final performance" against fine even though he knew he would lose, because he probably believed that it was the necessary thing to happen. He strikes me as someone that does sometimes steps away from his own personal wants.

So once he realizes that he´s simply a character you play with, he wants to play that role as well as he can! He does it with so much passion, he wants you to pay attention to him and he wants ti impress you too.

All his life, Wataru has been a genius when it came to acting and performing tricks. Everyone told him so all his life and yet, time and time again people would start to become bored of his tricks eventually. But he doesn´t want people to abandon him so he keeps trying to do more and more impressive stuff, just to keep people watching, looking at him. ( at least that is what I remember from reading phantom thieves vs detectives like 2 years ago)

So I think it would be much the same here. He doesn´t want to be forgotten by darling so he keeps doing more and more attention grabbing things, in the hopes that they won´t turn away.

And yet, when he sees someone that is close to him enamored with you, he´s conflicted and Wataru starts stepping away, even though it breaks his heart.

I have no doubt in my mind that Wataru would start slowly giving up on you if Eichi, anyone in fine or any of the eccentrics started showing an interest in you. Tomoya and Hokuto for that manner too, probably. He´s ready to play the role of a hopeless clown, a smile on his face as he watches you being swept away by someone else.

[eclectic-sassycoweyes]

WIP Wednesday

Thankuuu for the tag @carlos-in-glasses !! 💗 (Please know how sorry I am that I haven’t been showing the love for Where All This Love Comes From that it deserves yet, my life and mind have been busy and stressed lately so I’ve been somewhat of a passive scroller, but I promise you that I was jumping up and down internally when I saw it had gotten posted, and I shall return to it and pour my adoration out over it as soon as I’m able!)

I do happen to have something to share today, so here is a snippet of an emotional monologue that came to be completely out of my control, from TK trying to reassure Carlos that he is a good man, and is lovable and forgivable for his actions in 4.18

“Carlos, when I met you, one of the things I admired about you was that you were the kind of cop who didn’t believe that anyone was inherently bad, or beyond reprieve. You were - are - the kind who sees the nuances, sees the people behind their actions even if it complicates things. And who knows that even normal, good people can end up in bad situations, can be drawn to desperate measures if they’re pushed hard enough.” He chuckles slightly on the next word, the memory a cherished one. “Baby, you looked at me, sitting across from you in a police station when you barely even knew me, with cuffs around my wrists and a busted lip from a bar fight that I was the one to initiate while I told you about my history with illegal substance abuse, and your first impulse was to apologise for serving champagne that night I ran out on you like a crazy person, and hurt you doing it. Nothing in the way that you looked at me changed. You still looked at me and saw me, saw someone you wanted to help, someone you wanted to get to know on a deeper level, someone you wanted to love. You - just like that, you decided to love me; and not even in spite of, but because of who I was.” TK licks his lips before continuing, tasting salt from the tears he hadn’t noticed had started to fall.

“And even with all the things I’ve told you about my past since then, about the things I’ve done while I was high out of my mind and the things I did to get high or even to conceal how bad it had really gotten, you just kept loving me and believing in me and seeing me. And baby,” TK lifts Carlos’ chin so they’re face to face, rubbing his thumb just to the side and underneath his lower lip, seeing it catch on his thumb and drag slightly with the movement. It’s feels like forever since every place on their bodies became little spots in the world that were among the most familiar to the other’s touch, since every point on their bodies became one suited for providing and receiving physical comfort from the other. “Baby” he repeats, “I could never do anything short of doing you the same courtesy.”

Tags under the cut!

I again have no idea who’s done it and who’s not, so I’ll tag every one of my mutuals, also just for taking the chance to say thank you again (to those I have talked with) and just thank you (to those I haven’t yet) for making this fandom such a nice place and welcoming me into it ! I’m starting to feel more and more a part of it, and that’s really awesome, cause I really like it here! 😌 😊 🙃

And if I have any followers that I’m for some reason not mutuals with, consider this the openest of open tags if you wanna participate!!!!!!!!!!

@heartstringsduet @craftytragedysalad @paperstorm @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @thisbuildinghasfeelings @never-blooms @catanisspicy @lightningboltreader @lemonlyman-dotcom @welcometololaland

[lieutenant-amuel]

Stars, Amuel, I can't believe I never sent you this ask! I feel like I already know almost all your opinions on Gabe, but despite that, how about 21, 22, 24 (feel free to make it a headcanon, if you don't think he canonically has one 👀), 26 for the best Avaloran general since Guapo? ...I'd also want to ask about 27 and 28 but I feel like it's already too much XD

Sure, thank you! Sorry. It took me a while. And I’m going to answer all six because it’s never too much when it comes to talking about Gabe.

21. When do you think they were at their happiest?

I’d say in the Curse of El Guapo when he was promoted to captain because just look at him here I—

He has everything he ever wanted by/during this ceremony: his father is proud of him, other guards accepted him, he’s being promoted by his friend who inspired him to be himself, he feels like his hard work he put into being a guard is acknowledged. He has new possibilities and a new position in which he has a chance to grow.

I think his promotion to general counts too. But for some reason I think being promoted to captain was more emotional both in general and for Gabe.

22. When do you think they were at their lowest?

I’d say in Crash Course after Bronzino’s “betrayal” if I can call it as such.

This little arc of Gabe doubting his position as Captain is one of the rare ongoing arcs Gabe has (even if it’s brought up only in two episodes) so it makes it easier to imagine what he might have felt after Doña Paloma outright erased all of his previous achievements and made him question his worth.

I think Bronzino’s appearance and his capability to teach the guards magic was a beacon of hope for Gabe since it was exactly what he needed to make up for his mistakes. This is the reason why he rushed so much in this episode. He basically was desperate which made him act “off” and eventually it turned out he was fooled, so I’d say this is actually when we see him at his lowest.

24. What do you think is a secret they have that they never told anyone?

He’s a mariachi 😌

But if we’re being serious, I don’t think Gabe canonically has secrets. He might not talk much about himself or his emotions, for example, but it cannot be considered a secret because he’s not hiding it intentionally, he’s just not talking about it. If someone asks him to tell something about himself, I’m pretty sure he’ll answer it (honestly, I feel like Elena didn’t even know that Gabe’s parents were bakers until the Olaball episode XD but as I said, there’s no way he hid it, nobody just asked him, and he didn’t have the right moment to tell anyone).

So, if I need to make it up…

He secretly loves puns

He learnt how to play the trumpet when Shuriki was still a queen. Yes, many canon characters might know he can play it, but Gabe never told (and is not going to tell) anyone he picked it up when it was illegal.

26. When do you think they were being "themselves" the most?

I have three episodes.

I think the first episode where we see Gabe being himself is The Princess Knight. After he opened up to Elena in Olaball, Gabe felt a lot more comfortable around her and it clearly affected the way he acted towards her afterwards. In this episode he’s being outspoken and sassy with her which is the way he never treated her before yet it came off absolutely natural to him. We see him as a great swordsman and a strategist (!) which is an integral part of him (and oh my goodness he actually shines and doesn’t even get overlooked!). We also get to see his softer and protective side, so really, this episode shows Gabe from all the positive angles of his personality (and can I just say that I’m absolutely not normal about Gabe and Francisco).

Another episode is Snow Place Like Home. Gabe has such a minor role there but isn’t it absolutely gorgeous. I think this is actually the first time when we see Gabe as a leader. Yes, he takes on a leadership role in the Scepter of Night, for example (unsuccessfully, though), but in this episode we see him as a guard leader. He’s focused on completing the mission yet he’s being caring to his troop and cheers them up when they feel gloomy, not afraid of being a bit silly with them. This episode really is the display of the quote “as a captain, you need to be a great soldier and a great person”, and it does describe Gabe better than anything else.

And the last episode is Coronation Day, specifically the scene of Gabe defeating Vuli and Yolo. In this battle he combines both his swordsmanship skills which, as I already said, is a very big part of him and the use of magic which is both the display of how open-minded he actually is and how far he’s come throughout the course of his journey. Not to mention that he’s finally proven to everyone and to himself that he’s a worthy guard and a leader without trying too hard. It happened naturally.

27. If they could meet a character from another show/movie/etc, who would be the most fun for them to meet?

Oh Galavant, obviously. They would become best friends, I don’t even doubt it.

Sokka, as a part of the Gabe Galavant Sokka triad because I love all three and they’re too similar ajhdnfj.

Nobody but you and me knows him, but Prince Charles, definitely.

And I feel like he would become great friends with Hannah Montana.

28. The most unnecessary thing they ever did?

He lifted the crate in Party of a Lifetime? I mean, yes, he made it in order to impress Elena, but c’mon, there was more than enough space to just bypass it :’D

Thank you again 💙

Character Ask Game

[aloyxtilda]

Since Burning Shores came out, I've seen Seyloy fans coming into the comments of other ships art, fics, and tiktok edits, saying "Aloy has Seyka so your ship will never happen". If anything, that is what is infuriating other shippers and making them salty against Seyloy. They're playing in their own sandbox and Seyka fans are coming in to stomp on their sand castle. I'm sorry for any hate you've gotten, I know there are plenty of non-shipping homophobic gamer bros losing their minds, but in the fandom itself, the majority of what I've seen are the Seyloy fans lashing out at other shippers who are just enjoying their own content without tearing down other ships. It's like the Avatar intro: the ships once lived together in harmony but then everything changed when the Seyloy nation upset the balance of the world. (And this is not you against personally, you're one of the more civil Seyloy shippers I've seen, but your post asking other shippers to calm down caught my attention)

I have seen this behavior on a lot of sides not just Seyka shippers. I think some people find reasons to attack one another in the community. I am actually more a Tilda fan and I love her. I just want her to be happy. But I support Aloy's journey and love the story Guerrilla is telling too. I don't care who Aloy ends up with canon wise. It's about her and I am just here to enjoy her story. I love Tilda and Lis which is canon but I also love the idea of her with Aloy. It's fun to imagine and play with in fics and art. But I never expected Tilda to be romantically with Aloy unless well..who knows with Guerrilla. Haha. I didn't even think Tilda would be a lesbian or in love with Aloy and then I screamed when she was. Because Guerrilla actually went there! And I felt so wonderfully represented. 😌🌹 But since HFW came out, I have gotten stuff like - well...this...

And it has been much worse. I won't post the ones with slurs. But what really matters here is how you react. How you respond. If you give them attention then they come back for more. I mostly ignore hateful comments from anyone unless I respond with rainbows and Aloy being gay to homophobes. But I will make fan art and there will always be people who will compliment the art but then give me their negative unwanted opinion on why they don't ship it. I simply do not engage. I am too old and tired to care. I appreciate that they like my art. That is all. Just keep making fun things for the fandom we love. Those are the people who matter. That is all that matters. What negative people say, doesn't matter to me.

What ends a fandom is when we start fighting each other. Just ignore. It's been the norm for me being a Tilda lover. We have a small base and people love to hate Tilda and think they can because she is a villain. But some of us like the middle aged insane space witch. And it doesn't mean to me the fandom has sunk or the community is toxic. It just means we have to be a bit more thick skinned and continue enjoying the fandom we love with others who do too. I think Seyka just stirs the pot. But Tilda did too. People panicked when they learned Lis is gay for Tilda. And so fans loved to remind me about Tilda, "I'm glad that f***ing B**** is dead!"

How sweet of them. 🌹

[gabessquishytum]

i see u all talking about Hob being The Dreaming's lending toy and honestly good for him but i read some angst so in my brain here's this: Hob has always been aware how much work Lucienne does and how much Dream appreciates her and how she's one of the few who stayed for him. and anyone who's loyal and loves Dream as much as he does - well, deserves, because it's different lmao - is someone Hob's eager to show his thanks to. So. he tries to figure her out to offer himself in the best way (1/?)

possible because she deserves it quite a lot. and he doesn't really have much to offer other than himself, and while he's already verbally expressed his gratitude it doesn't feel enough. i can't figure out if Dream would know about this plan of his or if it being solely something Hob plans would add to Dream humming in almost purr of pleasure because he's being such an endearing pet, such a good boy wanting to be the best to one of Dream's closest friends (he's had character development okay, he can see Lucienne is a friend and calls her so) and rewarding him before helping or what. perhaps there's a week where Hob is just, free to use for Lucienne for an entire week when Dream is visiting some other realm and since Lucienne will be left as basically in charge well, Hob's gotta be there for who's ruling, right? i just love Lucienne quite a lot and think they deserve the best things and an eager to please and follow instructions immortal who's all dolled up in whatever is Lucienne's favourite fashion style, following her around to help with books or whatever the Dreaming needs of her is compelling. maybe they just cuddle and kiss, maybe Lucienne tries whatever they've come across the many books and novels and dreams they've read in The Library, maybe Hob is a little surprised at first but not later to learn that what Lucienne needs is to not think for a while and let someone else take control because being left in charge of a decaying Dreaming for more than a century plus the stress that came in the very first months after Dream's return also took a toll on her and he's nothing if not a people pleaser and wanting to help and if he feels a little unhinged and feral with anger again over the whole situation of Dream being imprisoned but because of how it affected this fantastic raven-turned-human(ish) that's become his friend too well... I AM SORRY I KNOW WE HERE FOR SLUT HOB BUT WHAT I'M TRYING TO EXPLAIN HERE IS LIKE, EMOTIONAL SUPPORT FREE TOY HOB WHO, AS THE HUSBAND OF THE SHAPER OF FORMS WILL SHAPE HIS OWN NEEDS AROUND OTHER'S HE CARES ABOUT and Lucienne deserves such an obedient guy, as a threat 😌 have a nice day (2/2)

UMM HELLO IM OBSESSED WITH THIS??? Lucienne deserves all of the above. I’m thinking of Hob having a week as her assistant/PA so she can take time to actually like, breathe for a moment and also process her own trauma from Dream’s capture. Also Hob gives the best ever hugs (this is an indisputable fact) and probably trained as a massage therapist at some point in the 1960s for whatever reason. So he gives Lucienne a spa day all to herself with just the right level of planned activities so she’s not thinking (tm). And we all just know that Hob is good with his mouth and very willing to use it on whatever genitalia Lucienne prefers to have. Just. Hob helping Lucienne relax!! And Dream very much approving of the whole thing!!!! Fucking yes!!!!!! Hob as Husband Of The Whole Dreaming!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!!

[lokisprettygirl]

Sorry I'm late again but real life crossed my way🙂🙃...

Chapter 24 was an emotion-overload...when he scanned y/n appartement, cleaning it and getting aware of the fact, he would take Priscilla over y/n again if she still would've been there, the guilt he feels. He would never give up his responsibilty and vows he once made. What a man! That speaks for him..in a positive way. I'm sure he loves y/n the way she deserves it and if there's a happy ending she will have the best man in the universe...and Bluey will have the best woman by his side.

The scene when Bluey met Phil and Cat again was sooo cute and wonderful...Bluey and Cat purring at the same time💕💙💕💙💕💙 I wanted to jump up and down in my bed because of the cuteness 😍😻😍😻

'He was home and he couldn't have been happier'

Y/n is soo happy too, she's smiling the whole time when she's at work 🥰. She got healed and she deserves all the love Bluey can give her...but they need to talk 😌

I love Bluey for his endevour to reassure y/n that she and the love they had was right and genuine...and that she's not the reason he kicked Priscilla out off his house and out of his life. ' She was living her best life too the only difference was hers began without him and yours with him'

The angst when y/n couldn't find Bluey in her appartement when she came back home🥺😢..she didn't even contemplate that Bluey just visited Phil and Cat...poor thing😢

The intimacy in the scenes when they embraced each other, cuddled, him purring, the conversation between them, about his house he wants to show her and her dream about it, the cuddling in the freezer...I had goosebumps the whole time while reading it.🤗

The tension between them is always there...and right so 😏😏💙❤️. There's always space for desire...❤️‍🔥

'...like how a prince would talk' a forshadowing for things to come, I guess and yes, Bluey, we all missed you purring and growling and your marks are adorable, your are a piece of art and a loveable man 😍🥰❤️‍🔥💙

'Do not ever allow anyone to make you feel horrible for sharing love with the man who always belonged to you'. What a wonderful confession of his love! 💙❤️‍🔥❤️

The issue with y/n's lung cancer becomes interesting. In the case of y/n I'm not sure what the reason was but most of the times the reasons are genetically conditioned and not the cold or smoking...and Bluey have heard about the disease before...👀 maybe the reason is in her past...we will see...

The last sentence scared me again 😳, but you know I love it and I'm here for it 😏😅😉

At least a very personal impression: the whole chapter gave me a special mood and I wondered what it was...and for me there's only one explanation; I could feel your heart and soul in this chapter, you went all in emotionally. It felt good!

I love you, my Queen 👑 💙❤️‍🔥❤️💚

💚💚

[lcandothisallday]

i’m sorry but something about that anon saying that they felt like zayn was being disrespectful to the other members when he left is pretty dumb. i don’t blame him for leaving especially since certain fans treated him like shit during his time there. he left cause he wasn’t comfortable anymore and wanted to become solo. that’s completely okay. he’s a grown ass man i understood why he grew out of the band. plus when zayn was receiving racist remarks by the media and also with “fans” calling him a terrorist etc where was the members to speak up for him for the disgusting racism he received during his time being in one direction and after he left??? is that not disrespectful??? not trying to cause drama here but i felt like this needed to be said. as a poc of colour i will always defend zayn before any white men from that band.

you took the words right out of my mouth!!!! not to call out the anon but when they said “he’s always rubbed them the wrong way” rubbed ME the wrong way. cos what exactly rubbed you the wrong way? was it the fact that he was more quiet/introverted? was it because he wasn’t 100% white? was it because he wasn’t a christian? Like I don’t see any reason why people would hate on zayn pre leaving the band unless you’re projecting predjudices.

also they said that having a baby with Gigi was weird like?? what’s weird about it? LMAOO. is it the fact that she’s also not 100% white and she stands up for Palestinian rights? Cos I don’t see any reason to call her weird because she’s actually one of the nicest people in the industry. Also I’m sorry but if a member of the biggest boy band in the world couldn’t bag one of the HIGHEST paid models then idk who can😂 at least they were actually in a committed relationship when they had their baby. that’s what I’ve been saying DOUBLE STANDARD cos i don’t see anyone bashing Louis or Liam for having babies with anyone. At least zayn is actually a present father

so yeah, I agree with the anon above, I will always defend zayn as a poc because apart from people being salty that he left the band, he did nothing to deserve the responses he’s been getting. and at this current moment in time when other members have spoken about how hard being in the band was, no one has the right to bash zayn any more because it proves that it was a difficult environment but imagine it 10x worse for zayn who is a poc.

i rest my case😌 thank you above anon for speaking your mind because I wish I said more last night😂 and to clarify, this isn’t to bash last nights anon!! we are just giving a different perspective because it sucks as a poc to always have to prove yourself. (Not to say that last nights anon was being racist💀 but their wording came off the wrong way a bit to me and this is a general response to that situation and not to the anon directly because I do see their general point)

much love to you all❤️

[acourtofsnakes]

Let The Devil In, Chapter 8 - Eddie Brock/Venom x F!Reader

Summary: The aftermath of your attack comes to fruition, and Eddie loses his mind.

Warnings: Woohee, is there a warning stronger than 18+? Very heavy smut, monsterf**king, oral, (m+f receiving), fingering, Symbrock action (kinda) dirty talk, throat/breath play - violence, kidnapping, anxiety attack, mentions of death, knives do not read this if you are not comfortable with it

Words: 6.7k+

A/N: All i have to say is - enjoy. And I'm sorry. Also, I have gone through this 3 times so if i've missed anything, shh😌

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There was agony in every ounce of your body.

Every breath felt like there were shards of glass in your lungs, scraping against your throat as the dry air disappeared down it.

You were cold, so much so that the blood pooling from your skin was like lava to your nerves.

However many hours had passed, you didn’t know. It could have been days for all you were aware.

You just knew that people came in and out, frequently. You’d tried to work a pattern from it, but they alternated their arrival, so you couldn’t mark the time even if you wanted to.

The heavy steel walls of the container blocked any sound from outside, and the brief snippets you heard when the door opened weren’t enough to glean where you were.

You were in trouble.

Really, really in trouble.

And you couldn’t stop thinking about everything you were leaving behind.

Eddie and Vee for one. What if Kasady had found them? What if the FBI had found them…? Or the woman they were supposedly working for?

Who was going to take care of your mother? Who was going to see her and bring her that strawberry cake that she absolutely loved?

These were thoughts you couldn’t allow yourself to have.

These thoughts meant you were dragging yourself down into the dark place, and if you sunk too deep, you would never get back up.

And you couldn’t do that again.

You had to think positively about this. They couldn’t keep you here all the time, right? And surely someone would slip up at some point. Then you could try and…

Try and what?

Escape?

Use your job and talents to worm the information out of FBI agents and some lady that wanted Venom?

But why did she want Venom? What possible reason could she have? How did she know about him?

Unless… Maybe she worked for Carlton Drake. Or knew about his missions in space. That would make sense, would make it clear how she knew Eddie had bonded with Venom too.

You had to protect them… Even if you lost yourself in the process.

You couldn’t lose anyone else.

“Time to wake up, princess. It’s moving day.” A man’s voice, one you didn’t recognise.

They’d been doing that too. Swapping those who came to see you, so you couldn’t do anything.

You didn’t move, tried to keep as still as possible with your head hanging low, your arms still bound to the chair.

Heavy boots moved across the metal floor, getting closer and closer, “Hey!” Already angry.

That wasn’t a good sign.

You didn’t move however, and it helped that your body was in far too much pain to move anyway.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking back your head and making your skull protest from the bruises and the lump still on the back of your head, “I said, wake up!” There was the faintest hiss of air, and then metal coated knuckles collided with your cheekbone, making your head jolt to the side –

And making you open your eyes.

But it wasn’t to the black fabric of the blindfold…

No, it was to… Eddie’s apartment?

You sucked in a ragged gasp, frantically looking around to try and figure out how you were here and what the fuck was going on.

Air didn’t seem to be going into your lungs, no matter how much you tried to breathe in.

Oh God, were you… Were you dead?

No, no you couldn’t be. Eddie and Venom would have found you; you would have been safe; you couldn’t die before they manged to save you.

You couldn’t be dead, you couldn’t –

“Hey, hey, easy, sweetheart.” Eddie’s face then filled your vision, coming around from the side of the sofa. His beautiful face was worried, eyebrows pinched in concern and his hazel eyes fixed steadily on your face. “I’m here, it’s okay.” He sat down next you, lifting those big, warm hands to cradle your cheeks, “Follow me, alright?” He made sure your eyes were locked on his before he started to take in a deep, slow breath, through his nose.

You got caught up in those eyes, the feeling of his hands grounding you enough to let you focus on how he was breathing. Your disoriented body followed suit, bringing air into your lungs slower and deeper this time.

Eddie breathed out through his mouth, low and slow and then he breathed in again, repeating the process until you could do it on your own. “You had a bad dream, baby…”

You nodded jerkily feeling cold all over, “I… I don’t know what happened. I dreamt that... That I was on the phone to you and then the FBI came… They asked about you and when I didn’t tell them anything, they knocked me out and kidnapped me.” You swallowed, lifting your hands to Eddie’s forearms, “Some woman wanted to know about Vee…” Then a thought hit you, “Wait, is he here? Is he with you?” You searched his eyes looking for that flicker as he listened to Venom’s voice, “Tell me you didn’t argue and split up.”

Eddie shook his head, bringing your trembling body into his arms, securing you in the strong, reassuring hold, “Shhh, relax. Yes, we argued about what happened at the prison, but we didn’t split up.” He’s still here.” Eddie’s eyes flashed over white for a moment, showing you that Venom was indeed still with him.

“I came to your apartment after you hung up on me and I found you asleep on the couch. You told me you didn’t feel safe there and wanted to be with me, so I brought you here.” He chuckled a little, “You were so sleepy, I don’t think you were even fully conscious on the way over here. I went to get you a drink and you were knocked out again before I came back.” He stroked a hand over your head, over your neck slowly, “You only just woke up now.”

A tight breath left your lips, chest finally easing, and you settled into his chest. “I’m sorry if I worried you… It just felt so real. It was crazy.”

Eddie hummed softly, shifting his head to graze his lips over your jaw, “I can imagine… I hate dreams like that.” He was quiet for a moment, “That’s only because you give me those dreams, shithead. You couldn’t give me one about puppies for once, could you? You always remember the weirdest shit.”

You chuckled a little, the sound drawn from you without realising, “He’s denying giving you weird dreams again, isn’t he?”

Eddie sighed against your jaw, the action sending warm air skittering over your ear. It made you shiver, your back curving a little to press into him, “Yes. He is. He says he’s an expert at dreams and wants to know if there’s any way to make you relax.”

You hummed this time, thoughtfully so as you felt the press of his lips drop down to your neck, “What do you suggest?” Only Eddie could take your mind off of your nightmare and to other more wonderful things within minutes.

“There are many ways I can help.” Eddie’s mumbled words against your neck sent a shiver down your spine, the brush of his lips making your muscles tighten, no longer in fear this time.

Naturally, he and his partner sensed this in you, and he lifted his head from the crook of your neck to fix those gorgeous green-hued eyes on yours, “Do you want me to make you feel better?” The tone of his voice had dropped, making it even huskier and raspier than usual.

That in itself caused heat to pool in your lower belly and make you stand to attention. You loved that voice, when it whispered such beautifully dirty things in your ear and praised you for how well you were taking him – or Venom. Or both.

“Yes.” You swallowed, tongue darting out to wet your lips, “Make me feel better.” You watched him intently, knowing you were starting to squirm under the intense gaze.

Eddie tilted his head gently, a note of concern and care in his expression, “Are you sure?” He wouldn’t touch you if it wasn’t what you really wanted. He wanted you to be a hundred percent certain whenever he touched you like this.

Bless him for his care and concern, it made your heart melt. He really did take care of you, and even now it was still a shock after all those years alone.

You reached out to cup his jaw, trailing a thumb over his plush, soft lips, “I’m sure. Please, Eddie.” You tugged his lower lip gently, breathing, “I need you.”

He took a few seconds just to confirm, perhaps listening to the voice in his head that could sense things deeper than he could… And then he wasted no time.

Eddie’s hands slid down your hips, gently tugging you down the sofa until your bum rested on the edge, with your head nestled against the cushions at the back. He gently shimmied off your leggings and underwear, causing another shiver to tiptoe down your spine at the cooler air tickling your wet core.

He gave you a final look, a final check and at your nod, he lowered his head to your thighs, planting a trail of slow, open-mouthed kisses to the soft flesh. His hands returned to your body, coming to rest on your calves, where they rubbed up and down slowly. His skin was warm, but his chunky gold ring was cold and the bite of it made goosebumps rise on your skin.

You allowed your eyes to flutter closed, for your body to relax and calm down. One hand drifted down to his shoulder, wanting a physical contact with him, something additional.

Those little kisses sent tingles through your blood, and you squirmed a little on the seat, aching for something more.

Eddie continued his kisses, now with the addition of his teeth dragging against the sensitive flesh of your thigh, before sucking against the skin to leave a mark only he and Venom would see.

It drew a sweet, high little moan from your lips, the sting and pull heavenly, especially when you felt his lips curl up around the bite.

He let go, smoothing his tongue over the red mark to soothe it, before continuing the action even higher…. But still not high enough.

You squirmed again, feeling your legs twitch and an impatient huff left your lips.

“Easy, baby. I want to make this good for you. Relax…” Eddie lifted his eyes to yours again, his words a teasing whisper against the aching heat just centimetres from his lips.

You merely answered him with something akin to a whine, knowing that he was trying to ease you into it, but you wanted him. Now.

Eddie read that in your expression, holding your gaze for a moment before finally giving you what you wanted.

He trailed the tip of his tongue through the centre of your folds, earning himself a breathy sigh of delight and relief from you.

But you didn’t want gentle.

And he always gave you what you wanted; he couldn’t help it.

Within seconds, he was licking and sucking at you like he wanted to burn you alive. Every movement, every carefully placed stroke, or circular movement was all in aid of sending sparks and lightning through your veins. He was an expert in your body, always learning and always adapting to what it told him you needed most at that point.

You gasped, your hips canting against his face as you moved to grab at his hair, “Fuck-“ You always lost sense of everything but him in moments like this, and it chased away any lingering fear from your nightmare.

Eddie’s deft tongue circled your clit in a relentless pattern as he eased two fingers inside you. Including the finger that held that damn ring.

A mumbled cry of ecstasy spilled from your lips as you felt the cool metal move inside your heated core, his agile fingers pushing and pulling, making their way to that spot that made you see stars behind your eyes. “Eddie…”

He hummed against you, dropping his head down to look a bold stripe from where his fingers moved inside, all the way back up to your clit. He carried on, teasing you with bites to the sensitive skin of your pelvis.

He took the moment to move your legs over those sinfully broad shoulders, spreading you open for him and also giving you leverage for what was about to come.

Spurred on by your moans and cries, he pressed the pads of his fingers against that sweet spot inside you, sending you bucking against his face.

Pleasure coiled tight in your belly, and you already felt close just from his fingers – he just knew you that well.

But he wasn’t done playing just yet.

Oh no.

Just as he felt your walls tighten, he pulled his fingers out with a lewd pop.

He merely grinned at your whimper, his voice sex-fuelled and low, “Eyes on me, sweetheart.”

You did as you were told, wound too tight to argue and you made your lids open to watch him… As he slipped those two fingers between his plush lips, sucking them with an indulgent moan.

Dear gods, this man would surely kill you one day.

You knew you were making a mess all over his sofa, but you didn’t care. You couldn’t care. Not with Eddie on his knees before you, licking you off of his fingers like you were the sweetest treat in the country.

Before you had time to brace yourself, he was ducking back between your thighs, giving you another couple of broad, flat sweeps before his tongue pushed inside of you, making you gasp, making your hips rise off the sofa with the bolts of heat it sent up and down your spine.

You cried out, back arching and hips lifting as you grasped his hair tighter. “Eddie-“ the cushions squished beneath your head as you tilted it back, fire pouring into your blood at the skilled swipe and push of this man’s tongue.

He knew you inside and out, knew every single thing you liked before you even knew it yourself.

And he knew how much you could take. If you needed to stop him, you’d use your colours. Equally, if you couldn’t speak, it was three sharp hits to his arm, ribs or anywhere you could reach - kicks, if your hands were bound.

Eddie groaned at the feeling of your slick walls tightening around the muscle, and his hands gripped your thighs tighter… like he was bracing you.

And he was.

Because not a second later, you felt his tongue pulse. It swelled, growing thicker and heavier and longer, until you swore you felt the tip brush your cervix - Venom.

It was Eddie’s mouth, but Venom’s tongue buried inside of you, lapping and rolling inside your aching body.

White spots flashed across your vision, and a garbled cry of either his name or Eddie’s rose from your mouth, desperately. “Fuck, fuck, fuck -“

You gripped Eddie’s head tighter, your nails digging into his scalp, and it was probably really painful for him, but he didn’t seem to care. If anything, it spurred him on.

He – no - they were eating and drinking from you like man and beast were parched and you were the last drop of water on this Earth.

For every pulse of Venom’s tongue, Eddie’s plush lips dragged over your swollen, slick folds, groaning against the puffy flesh. After each drag of his lips, he pressed his fingers to your clit, making fast little circles before attaching his lips to you again.

You pulled your legs up, bracing your feet in those broad shoulders, so you could lift and rock your hips against his face, fucking it as they worked you relentlessly higher.

Somewhere in the pleasured haze of your mind, you felt Eddie’s body moving too, his own hips working in rhythm that complimented your own.

You lifted your head from the back of the sofa, forcing your eyes open and - yes. There it was.

A tendril of Venom had come from Eddie’s back, wrapping around his body and disappearing presumably between his legs.

Venom had a hand wrapped around Eddie’s cock, working him as they worked you.

The thought of that, Eddie’s rasping moans against your core, and the flickering, pulsating throb of Vee’s tongue all pushed you devastatingly higher. Up, up, up until you choked on a breath, a sheen of sweat coating your skin as you lay at the mercy of these boys.

Eddie felt it, felt the way you tightened inexplicably against their tongue, felt the shaking of your thighs wrapping around his head.

He leaned in deeper, both him and his partner going the extra mile now.

His hand slipped down from your thigh, working your clit with relentless patterns.

Venoms tongue thickened even more, stroking up against spots you didn’t even know you had.

Everything in you tightened to the point of near pain, teetering you on a cliff edge for a second… and then pushed you off.

A cry that might have been a scream tumbled out of your mouth as your orgasm barrelled through you.

It spread through every cell in your body, making your vision turn black, your ears ring and your blood sizzle in your veins.

Eddie swallowed every single drop of your release that your body would give him, drinking from you as his hips snapped and fucked into Venom’s hand harder and faster.

He took you through the aftershocks, slowly pulling Venom’s tongue from you until it dissolved into his own.

You opened your eyes just in time to see his close, his brows furrow with pleasure and he came too.

Every muscle in his shoulders tightened as he groaned against your puffy, swollen core, his hands tightening once more around your thighs as he spilled hot ropes over Venom’s hand. “Shit.” His voice was a rough rasp, hips still moving through it.

You hadn’t yet gained the ability to speak, but you dropped your hand from Eddie’s head, fingers wiggling in search of Venom’s.

He got the message, lifting his glistening black hand up to yours, so you could bring it to your mouth and suck every drop off of skin.

Eddie was still panting, his forehead resting on your hip.

It took him a moment, but he lifted us gaze to check on you… only to find you already watching him, with two of Vee’s fingers down your throat.

You held that hazel-green gaze as you bobbed your head, sucking the salty tang from Venom’s fingers. Your tongue darted out, slipping between them to catch every last drop.

Eddie’s gaze darkened, and then his lips curled up into a smirk that meant he was talking to his buddy.

His eyes flashed over white, into Vee’s and then his body was rising, veins of black rising to the surface.

The inky flesh slowly coated Eddie, until it was Venom’s hulking form between your thighs.

He growled softly as you merely confined to suck his fingers, smirking at him now. “You’re a greedy little thing, aren’t you, little one?”

You laughed coyly, sweetly, “Always for my boys, Vee. You should know that.” Your breathing was still ragged and uneven, still spread out before him, glistening like fruit in the sun.

Venom cocked his head, his eyes narrowing, “Mm. I do.” Then he rose to his feet, towering before the sofa in all his seven-foot glory. “But I think I have something that might satisfy your hunger.”

Just like that, heat and wetness soaked between your thighs again.

You so owed Eddie a new sofa.

You trailed hungry eyes down his heavily muscled form, until you found the object of that satisfaction, sitting proud and heavy between his thighs.

He was huge. You knew that anyway, of course, but now your mouth watered and practically begged to taste it.

You knew your eyes blazed as you stared hungrily at his dick, and you felt Venom’s hand grasp your chin firmly - but gently, making you look up at those glowing white eyes.

“You would like that, wouldn’t you, little one?” His clawed thumb pulled at your lower lip, where it was trapped between your teeth.

You dragged your gaze up to him, nodding, squirming slightly in your seat with the anticipation. The need to taste his was like a living thing under your skin, just like it was with Eddie.

Venom’s hand tightened in your jaw, teasing your skin with the faint drag of claws, “Use your words, sweetheart.”

The shared use of Eddie’s nickname for you in Venom’s bass-y rasp broke you from your momentary silence and you gasped out, “Yes. Yes, please. Let me taste you, Vee.” You already felt the muscles in your lower belly clench, need pinging through every cell and muscle.

He grinned, showing all his teeth and that damn tongue darted out to lick over them and taste the air. He could taste the lingering scents of yours and Eddie release, and your fresh arousal now.

He pushed on your jaw, so your body sank back against the cushions, “Head back, mouth open, little one.”

You were only too willing to do as you were told, tilting your head back into the cushions and parting your lips, almost moaning already at the sheer anticipation.

Venom was also in no mood to wait, because mere seconds later, you felt the head of his thick, heavy cock slip past your lips and teeth, before the entire length of him pushed into your mouth.

Of its own accord, your back arched, a moan vibrating against the underside of his impressive length, earning yourself a rasping grunt from him.

He stopped just short of hitting the back of his throat, granting you a few moments to adjust.

Like you needed it.

You reached up along your head to grasp at his thighs, urging him to start moving as you pressed your tongue to the vein pushing against his inky skin.

“So greedy.” Venom hissed the words between gritted teeth, sounding remarkably like Eddie as he began to move, canting his hips back and forward to fuck into your mouth, so inviting and warm for him.

You instantly felt your thighs grow slick, your hips lifting toward nothing as Vee groaned above you. There was something about this, the way he was…, well, using you.

It made you near feral for your boys, and you shifted your head more comfortably on the cushions, loosening your jaw and widening it even further.

One of Vee’s arms lengthened, his hand caressing over your breasts, pulling and tugging at the flesh before continued their descent toward your thighs. The slight drag of his claws on your lower belly made you jerk your hips upward again, and you felt yourself clench around nothing, even as your hips faintly moved with the ghost of his rhythm inside your mouth.

“Look at you, look at how well you take me, little one.” Venom’s cooed words were like music to your ears, fuelling that heat and slickness at his praise.

You hummed in response, knowing the action vibrated through your tongue and against his dick.

He groaned once more, finally tracing his fingertips over your clit, giving it a few swipes and swirls, “Eddie likes this. He likes watching us together, did you know that? He likes it almost as much as he likes to fuck you himself.” He plunged his fingers down, pushing them inside you with the barest sting from those claws.

Finally.

You shuddered with the feel of those fingers inside you, and in response you pulled at his thighs, urging him, begging him to go deeper.

Vee read your body, lifting his other hand to lightly curl around your throat, so he could feel it expand as he pushed inside you completely, his head tipping back with a growl so deep it rumbled in your blood.

You still managed to breathe through your nose, not even caring that you probably wouldn’t be able to talk after this, because your body was too tightly wound.

These boys would have you thoroughly wrecked by the end of the night, and you loved it.

Venom pulled out, so his weeping head just grazed your teeth, before easing back in, feeling the press of him beneath the hand you wore as a necklace.

Over and over, firm but gentle, so as to not suffocate you but… Giving you exactly what you needed.

You moaned harder, your fingers digging into the back of Vee’s muscled thighs, as his other hand worked furiously between your own, long fingers pumping in and out of you.

You felt it, your own orgasm and his too, and you were within reaching distance, muscles tightening almost painfully.

And then a thought occurred to you.

A thought that jarred you so suddenly, it turned your body ice cold.

This couldn’t be happening.

Venom wasn’t with Eddie. They were separated.

And you weren’t at his apartment… Which meant…

No, no, no no no -

Chilling, female laughter echoed at the edges of your mind, growing louder and louder as everything around you started to fade away.

“No…” You shook your head, trying desperately to hold onto it but it slipped through your fingers like water.

That voice was closed now, dragging you back to reality, “You have some… interesting dreams, don’t you, honey?”

It wasn’t real.

__

Thirty-six hours.

That’s how long you had been missing.

That’s how long Venom had been gone.

And Eddie was going out of his fucking mind.

He’d scoured the city non-stop, tracing every single possible place you could be, that Venom could be.

Nothing. Not one flash of your smile or an inky black noodle arm anywhere.

Venom could be dying, you could be dying - and here he was, trapped in a damn interrogation room.

Mulligan had found him on his frantic search in the city, and all but dragged him back to the station. He hadn’t had a choice.

Eddie growled, dropping his head into his hands, the noise echoing in the chilled metal room. “This is fucking stupid.” He muttered under his breath, taking his hands against his hair. He paused a moment… but there was no response. Obviously.

He shouldn’t be here. He should be out there searching for you and Vee.

If he lost you both…

He shook his head sharply, fingers and nails digging into his scalp.

No. No he couldn’t lose you. You represented everything that was good in his life, how he had rebuilt himself.

In some way, even Venom represented that too.

Sure, they didn’t get on sometimes and other times he was more a hinderance than a help but… He made Eddie stronger. Not just physically either…but in the same way you did.

Let’s face it, he was a mess. He still was. He couldn’t convey his emotions properly without getting jumbled up.

He pushed people away, he laughed instead of admitting what was hurting him, but he was learning.

You were helping him, you were showing him how to… how to be a better version of himself, even if you didn’t know it.

And if he had to lose you both…

Well. There was always one thing he could do… He’d tried it before. And he wouldn’t have Venom to stop him - or save him - this time.

The door then opened, saving him from that incredibly dark train of thought swallowing him whole.

It was the perpetually pissed off face of Detective Mulligan storming into the room. He was carrying a file which he dropped on the metal table as he rounded the piece of furniture, coming to a stop in front of Eddie. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to get you in here, Brock.”

Eddie lifted his head slowly from his hands, “I’d say I’m flattered but I’m really not. And you’re wasting my time. Please just let me go.” He steadied his gaze on Mulligan, a storm brewing within him.

Mulligan’s jaw twitched and he slammed his hand on the table, “I’m wasting your time?! You’re wasting my fucking time!!” He pointed a finger at Eddie, “Tell me everything you know. About Kasady, about this whole fucking thing. Now.”

Eddie merely looked at him, toying with the ring on his finger and he shrugged, “I don’t know anything. I don’t know how Kasady escaped. It’s not my problem if you won’t believe me.”

Detective Mulligan near snarled in his face, “Oh, you don’t know anything?” He opened his file with enough force that it was a surprise it didn’t rip in half. He pulled out some photos, laying them down in front of Eddie.

Crime scene photos from the Life Foundation. Oh joy.

Mulligan was still going, “A bit like how you knew nothing about what happened here, huh? The only guy on the scene yet again, and you don’t see anything.”

Eddie kept his expression steady, calm despite the clawing sensation inside his chest that every second wasted was another second you could be hurt or dying. “I honestly don’t know what to tell you.”

“Well, let me tell you something, Brock. We have accounts from the prison that seem to match that night at the Life Foundation. They’re saying Kasady pulled a party trick and escaped with a monster.” Mulligan watched him closely, leaning forward on the desk.

A monster? No way…

Eddie frowned, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up, “Monster? What do you mean ‘monster’?”

The detective shot him a withering look, “Big, ugly, tore apart a load of officers and ripped the place to shreds. That kind of monster.”

Oh. Oh this was bad. This was really, really bad.

His mind whirled, trying to chase down exactly how this happened, how Cletus could have a-

And then it hit him.

Cletus had bit Eddie, back at the prison when Venom tried to kill him.

If he’d ingested Eddie’s blood… That would maybe explain it. The only thing is, how the hell did he stop it?

He had lost his own symbiote. He’d be ripped to shreds.

Mulligan mistook Eddie’s silence for guilt, and a faint smile brushed his lips, “You know, if you don’t talk to me, I can just ask someone else. You weren’t the only one there visiting Kasady. I can just ask your girlfriend.”

That storm raging inside Eddie finally reared its head, and he was up out of the seat before his brain caught up with his body. “Don’t you fucking dare go anywhere near her.” He pointed a finger to Mulligan, almost nose to nose with him. His voice was a soft rasp, barely leashed.

Mulligan just smiled more, like he had Eddie right where he wanted him, “Then tell me what you know, and she never has to get involved. I’ll just say she didn’t know anything.”

Eddie looked between his eyes, trying to calm his frantic breathing.

Think, think. He needed help, he needed…

He took a step back, slowly sinking down into his chair again, “I’m not saying anything until I get my phone call.”

Fury passed over Mulligan’s face, so potent that Eddie thought the detective might swing for him.

Instead, he merely nodded once, yanking the photos back into the file. “Okay. Okay, Brock. We’ll play the long game.” Then he turned and stormed back out the room, slamming the door behind him.

Eddie was in deep shit.

—-

You were going to die.

You knew it. You knew you were.

“Tell me. Tell me what happened at the Life Foundation. Tell me why Brock is a perfect match for Venom.” That voice would forever haunt your dreams, that sweet, lilting voice of a woman so vicious.

You couldn’t even shake your head, because the movement of just breathing made it feel like knifes were being pushed into your brain, “I told you once. And I’ll tell you again. Go to hell.”

A soft, delicate sigh.

The scrape of blade over stone, “Darling, I really do have all the time in the world. My patience will last far longer than your body will.” Footsteps moving around you, “Tell me where I can find them, and I’ll let you go. I won’t hurt either of them, I promise.” A pause, “Well, I might hurt them when I rip them apart, but I promise no more than that.”

The thought of either of them being hurt gave you enough strength to laugh coldly, “Oh yeah, sure. I’ll tell you where they are so you can kill them. Why are you so obsessed with Venom anyway?”

The flat edge of the blade was cold on your neck, a warning and a taunt all in one, “I have been after that creature ever since I had to pretend to work for Drake.”

So you were right.

“I only had to be patient enough to wait until he had the symbiotes… And then he nearly lost them all.” There was thinly veiled fury in her voice, a hint of a monster ready to tear the world apart to get what she wanted. “Such beautiful creatures, and he wasted so many.”

She was truly insane, wasn’t she.

“You do realise you sound exactly the same as Drake did, right? An obsession with aliens, disappointment in the human race. Let me guess, you want to keep one and create a race of humans who can’t destroy the world and will never fall prone to the plights of being a human.”

She snarled, flipping the blade and digging it in enough that the edge just started to break your skin, “That mouth will be the death of you, darling. You should learn to control it.”

You rolled your eyes behind the blindfold, even though it felt like boulders crashing in your skull, “You’re not the first person to tell me that, dearest.”

Then she was at your ear, her lips as cold as the blade, “No, but it was the same thing that got your father killed, so I thought you might have learnt from his mistakes.”

There was a roaring inside your head.

She was joking, she had to be. She… No.

“I made his death quick, but it won’t be the same for you.”

—-

Eddie didn’t quite believe he’d ever see Anne housing Venom again, but here we were.

How she’s managed to find Venom, he didn’t know but he was so stupidly grateful for her.

“Annie, you have to find him. Please, I can’t find her without Vee. I can’t lose her, I really, really can’t. I know this is all my fault, and I’ll fix it, I promise, but you have to help me.” Tears and terror coating the back of his throat, “Please, Annie.”

“Okay, Eddie. Breathe. I’ll find him. She’ll be okay, I promise. We’ll get her back.”

Standing in some back alley, in front of Dan’s car whilst he spoke to Venom through Annie.

Or rather, whilst he grovelled to Venom through Annie. More wasted time.

Anne sighed, shaking her head, “Nope. Still not good enough.”

Eddie let out a growl of frustration, dragging his hands over his head, “We don’t fucking have time for this!!! Come on!”

Anne raised an eyebrow at him, “I have no idea why you’re shouting at me.”

He was going to pop a vein in a minute.

Eddie took a deep breath, willing himself to calm down, “Okay. Okay. Look, I’m sorry, alright? I’m sorry I called you a loser. I’m sorry I said you would never get a job. I didn’t mean any of it, I was just mad that I let Kasady get to me.” He paused for a beat, “You were only trying to look out for me, like a friend does.” He raised his eyebrows expectantly at Anne, twirling his ring around his finger.

Anne’s eyes unfocused for a moment and then readjusted on Eddie, “Put a cherry on it.”

Eddie hummed softly, dancing the line of losing his patience, “Really? A cherry on that?” At Anne’s nod, he rubbed his forehead, then held his hands out almost in a pleading gesture. “Okay. Okay. You’re right. I was a loser before I met you. You made… strong. And gave me the courage to… well, to not be a dick. And I would really, really appreciate it if you would help me, because there is shit going down that I can fix without you.” Then he said a share softer, “I can’t save her without you.”

Anne looked over him, her own expression softening as she saw truly how much Eddie had changed. Then suddenly she stumbled forward, “Oh, wow, okay, I think he accepts.”

Then her arms were wrapping around Eddie tightly.

Eddie hugged her back, feeling her body ripple and form as Venom’s inky black matter slipped from her body and sunk back into his own.

He let out a little breath as he felt Venom bind with his blood again, settle back into his body where he was… Always meant to be.

He blinked a few times, realising just how utterly wrong it had felt to not have Venom with him.

Hi, Eddie. Miss me?

Eddie rolled his eyes, but it was affectionate as he let go of Anne, “Yes, buddy, I did.”

Anne was shuddering slightly as she made her way back to Dan’s car, “God, I am never, ever doing that again.” She didn’t even pause, “Well, maybe never. I don’t know, it’s still really cool.” She huffed as she got into the car.

Eddie quickly ran to Dan’s side, leaning into the open window, “Hey, I just wanna say thank you. To both of you. For doing this for me.”

Dan smiled at him, always a good-natured thing between them despite what could have turned it sour, “You don’t need to thank us, Eddie.”

Eddie nodded, “I know, but still. Now, go. Quickly. Pack anything you need and just… just get out of town. And remember, if he comes after you-“

“Fire and sound. We know.” Anne’s smile was comforting, giving him the reassurance that they would be okay, at least.

Dan blinked a few times, looking between them, “Fire and Sound? What is that, a band? What is a band going to do against an alien?”

Anne rolled her eyes at her fiancé, clicking her belt on, “No, it’s what kills them. They don’t like fire or sound in a specific range, remember?”

Dan did remember that time in his hospital very well. “Of course.”

Eddie didn’t think Dan would ever get used to all this.

But time was ticking.

He reached his hand out, “Thank you, man. Be safe.”

Dan grasped Eddie’s hand, giving it a shake, “Anytime you need us. You know that- OW!”

Apparently Venom still didn’t like Dan, because he’d taken control of Eddie’s hand and smacked Dan in the face.

Damn parasite.

“Shit, Dan, I’m sorry. I don’t - you know what he’s like. God. Bye.” He pulled his hand free and walked away, shaking his head, “Seriously?? They just helped us!!”

We don’t need his help, Eddie. He is more of a hinderance.

Eddie rolled his eyes again, “You’re just still bitter because of the MRI scan.”

He could have killed me!!!

Distantly, he heard Dan mumble, “Those two need some serious couples counselling.”

Maybe he was right.

Eddie shook his head, taking off at a run up the hill, toward… toward something, “We need to find where they took her, Vee. It’s been… It’s been too long. She might be hurt, she might be-“

Stop, Eddie. She is not dead. We would feel it, we would know. Tell me everything you remember.

As he ran, Eddie played over his memories of that night in his mind, every single detail he could possibly remember.

Go to her apartment again. I will be able to find things you would not be able to without me.

We will find her Eddie.

And we will tear apart whoever took her from us.

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🏹anon here i’m trying to remember if I’ve requested for you or someone else but could we get a fic where reader kills someone for whatever reason and the boys find them and find it really hard and then they have bloody sex w possible knifeplay (but only If you wanna Ofc) bc that’s all I can think about right now 😌

I had a bad-ish day mentally, so this came out darker than expected. I also tried a different style of writing than usual. I'm really sorry that this took so long Bow! This got long because my fee-fees were working overtime. Also made it pre-relationship, because I'm a slut for best friends to lovers as a trope.

TW: NSFW, homicide, dissociation, knifeplay, bloodplay, woundplay

Poly!Ghostface x Reader - Blood on Your Hands

It felt like liquid heat ripping through your veins, the booming sound of blood rushing in your head like a too-loud swarm of cicadas. It gnashed angrily against your forehead, and the longer you stood there staring at what you'd just done, the louder it got.

Multiple stab wounds, bruising in the neck and collarbone area. You can practically see the headlines as they blaze through your mind's vision. You were going to go to jail. He hadn't even done anything to you yet, just gotten a little too words-y with you, thinly-veiled threats spilling drunkenly from him of what he'd do to your parents, your sibling, your relatives.

The worst part of this though? You felt euphoric. Truly free from the constraints of what society told you was an appropriate way to fight back. Was it undue retribution on your part? Perhaps. But damn if it didn't feel like that first kiss in adolescence, one you have after a shitty date at a roller skating rink with the first decently-attractive kid that promised to pay for your cardboard pizza and have you home by 9.

Your best friends, Billy and Stu, had always had your back. And you had always had theirs. Keeping their secret relationship from their girlfriends, when you had walked in on them one night. Covering their tracks for the illicit activities that you knew were wrong but could ignore because out of sight out of mind and hey, there wasn't anyone else you gave two genuine shits about in this town. Even after secretly witnessing what happened at Woodsboro that fateful night, you played ignorance to their schemes. You'd rather die than lose the two people you've ever had a true connection with.

So standing there at the dead of night, in the middle of the woods that harbored a beaten path towards the river you were planning on having a few joints at, you stared down at the drunkard who'd tried to stake claim to your spot. The man who'd aggressively threatened you, thinking you a young pushover, and the man that now lied in rigor mortis below you. The man who forced you into the visceral rage that'd been building up all these years of your miserable existence. And you did the one thing you thought you could never bring yourself to do.

When the two boys arrived, they came with gloves and tools and heat. Your phone call had shocked them. They didn't know that you had known for years about what they had done at your old hometown. But they had come for you anyway.

It was almost mesmerizing, watching Billy and Stu hack away at the body. It was the first time they'd done so, they had told you. You could see Billy physically try to stop the twisted grin that spread along his face. And if the childlike glee that crossed Stu's face and said anything, it was something he had fantasized about countless nights.

Once they had tied the individual body parts in burlap sacks and stuffed them into Stu's sedan, they had informed you of their plan to burn them in a bonfire deeper within the woods. They offered to drive you home. You refused. Soaked head to toe in drying blood and coagulating viscera, you wanted nothing more than to jump into the still, cold water and bathe in the endorphins that still fogged your mind. You had expected your two friends to shrug their shoulders and leave, opting to wash the blood now coating them in the comforting stream of a hot shower.

instead, they offered to join. You say you were going to get naked. They reply that they didn't mind. And in your hazy state of being, you hadn't noticed the dark, lustful clouds in their eyes; the way their eyes trailed up and down your body and took in whatever you had to offer. Something they had, unbeknownst to you, fantasized about when they were alone, and when they were together.

It didn't take long for the three of you to start touching one another. Under the pretenses of "You've got some blood there" or "let me get that for you" you allowed large, tainted hands to roam over you. Your mind begins to wander. You think of the glint of the knife he had dropped in his inebriation, the glimpses of organs within the gashes from the way you had drove it into him over and over. Flashes of the man's too-purple, too-green face after you strangled his dying body. Disgusting thoughts that sped through your mind like a macabre, lurid kaleidoscope you had never even wanted to look through, but was forced into your eye socket anyway.

Arousal sickeningly stirred in your being, and you could see it stir in theirs, the tips of their erections now bobbing just slightly above the water you three waded in, shame absent in their eyes as you washed each other. When you absentmindedly went to grab Billy's in front of you, in front of his boyfriend who stood just behind you, you were still dazed from all that had happened. His groan startled you out of your trance and you pull your arm back as if he was a match and you had been burned. Red shame covered your face as you stuttered out an apology to the two, you didn't know what was wrong with you, why you did that, "oh god im sorry".

This is all quieted when Stu presses himself against your back, his large hands trailing from their spot on your shoulders, down your arms, and settling on your hips. His hardness pushed against your still bloody back and you gasp. You look back at him questioningly, and where you expected to see blue in his eyes you saw black. Billy moved to grab your jaw and turn you to face him once again. His cheeks were flushed, and his lips parted to say words that had you almost keeling over.

"Do that again."

So you did. And then the metaphorical dam burst. Pumping him as the three of you stood in the water, you felt Stu press tightly to you, using your back and his stomach to grind his erection between slick skin. His hand reached around to begin rubbing you slowly and just as you're about to collapse from the sudden spark of pleasure, his other arm wrapped around your waist to hold you up.

Billy's grip on your jaw hadn't relinquished, but his other hand had come up to grasp the side of your neck. You were forced to stare him dead in the eyes and he bites his lips and groans as you tighten your grip and twist your wrist. He tells you how good you're working him and Stu chimes in about how hot this was. The moonlight bathing the three of you had Billy looking ethereal, and you couldn't help but try and move forward to kiss him. He wouldn't let you though, a playful smirk on his features as his hand gripped your throat not only from the side, but now wholly. His eyes flickered behind you, and with the cruelty only a man like Billy Loomis could muster, he kisses Stu and turns your head to watch.

If the sight wasn't enough to tow you over the edge, the fingers that moved to enter you finally was. Stu begins pumping them into you, curling to rub that one spot as Billy's chest presses against yours. You let out a pathetic moan, eyes tearing up and body trembling as a the orgasm that had been building finally sweeps over you. The two finish their impromptu make-out session, and turn to look at you.

Unbridled affection pools in their eyes at the sight of their twitching, glaze-eyed, still bloody and beautiful companion. They had had you in all aspects but love, and they could hardly believe they could now finally have you in the way the two had craved for years. In the way the two had spoken of in hushed whispers during and after hot, steamy fucking or a lazy movie marathon. In a way the two had buried deep inside, afraid of the unconventional and afraid of rejection from the only other person they had ever grown to love besides each other.

Billy pushes your still lazily stroking hand off of him and turns you to face Stu, whispering in your ear to "wait just a sec" before wading off back onto the shore to grab something. Stu's lips crash onto yours before you can say a thing, and soon his cock is in your mouth as you kneel further into the water. You look up at him as your lips and tongue work, gliding them along the underside before taking him deep. He stares down at you and the grip of his hand in your hair has you groaning around him, the tremors setting off needy moans in the man himself. He calls you his world, tells you how badly he wanted this, wanted you. How much he and Billy needed you between them, around them, on top of them, below them.

A pair of hands on your shoulders pulls you up and off of Stu. With a noise of indignation, you see Stu shoot Billy a 'what the fuck' look, before a flash of white light passes over his face and a too wide grin appears on his visage. He cackles as you turn around to see what Billy had shown him.

His bowie knife.

"Holy shit."

Was all that could leave your lips. Your loins burned and ached now, the excitement practically palpable on your tongue. With a gesture of the knife, Billy has Stu move you two closer to the shore, so that the water just barely hit his and Stu's knees. With a command of "lift them up." you feel Stu's hands under your thighs as he lifts you off your feet and spreads your legs, allowing you to lean your back against his chest. Billy doesn't ask for consent; he didn't need to. He knew the moment he and Stu had heard what happened that whatever dark shit swirled in their being was present in you as well.

The cold steel of the knife teased your collarbone, the sharp edge pulling a whimper from your mouth just as much as it pulled that unrelenting bubble of fear in your gut. You couldn't taste the steel, but somehow something thick and acetic coated your tongue. Is that how anticipation tastes like? Or were you just imagining Billy fucking your mouth with the knife? You didn't know.

The sharp sting of metal breaking skin pulled you out of your reverie as Billy pulled the knife down your sternum to just above your belly button. Blood pooled as he went, releasing in small rivulets, and you both shuddered. Billy's expression could hardly be contained. It was savage, a toothy grin on his face and he could hardly believe that he was cutting you up. He felt like any second his dick or the world would explode . He leaned down to tongue at the wound, probing the now searing flesh, and you hiss. It hurt, but it didn't. It hurt, but also made you want to cum. Billy's tongue, now sufficiently coated, moved to one of your nipples as he alid his hands along your chest and sides. He could taste both your blood and the dried blood of the man, a combination he thought he'd like but quickly decided against when he noticed the juxtaposition of your sweetness and the acrid taste of the man. He thinks he wants Stu's blood on you next time.

Stu groans at the sight of his boyfriend's tongue on his best friend's bloodied chest, and before you knew it you felt his cockhead probing your entrance before gingerly slipping you down onto him. You gasp at the dual sensations; the sharp pain of Billy's tongue moving back to your wound and the pleasure of Stu slipping inside of you with nary a warning, hitting you deep and well. Stu's grip on the back of your thighs tightens as he begins to languidly move you up and down on his cock.

Billy continues working your chest with his tongue before beginning the path southward. His pupils dilate even further, if possible, at the sight of the blood having trailed down to stain your genitals in crimson. Stu's cock was also now a diluted red color from thrusting in and out of you, both your juices and blood covering him. Billy licked his lips at the slight, leaning forward to begin working you over with his tongue, head dipping down slightly to every so often to lap at Stu as well. It was more for his sick pleasure than either of yours, as Stu's thrusting jostled you too hard for Billy to properly work you over, but the small flicks of tongue that were able to brush your most sensitive area had you whining.

Before long, Stu's movements had become jagged and rushed, and he moved to have his whole arms wrapped around the underside of your thighs and torso, using his hands to grip at his elbows and nearly fold you in half. The new angle hit you just right and once Billy felt he had had enough of a taste, his hand moved to speedily rub you. You almost scream through your second orgasm as it hits, thankful that you were in the middle of the woods and at the river, far from anyone. Your insides clenching and pulling on Stu had him burying his face in your neck, and a few minutes later he releases inside of you with a bite that breaks skin.

Stu slides out of you with a groan, allowing his cum to dribble out of you and into the water. But instead of setting you down, the two move you back onto shore. Billy was once again instructing Stu on where to place you, and as he lays you down on a patch of damp grass, you're surprised to see Billy straddle your abdomen. He regards you for a second, taking in your wet, bloodied visage again for what felt like the thousandth time that night. As his eyes drift to your wound and his cock pulses in front of you, he lowers himself down. Your eyes widen as you begin to understand what he's getting at, and you watch in awe as he uses his thumb to press the underside of his cock to your sternum, onto your wound.

You feel both the hardness of his length on the cut, as well as the softness of his balls begin to slide back and forth and you throw your head back, squeezing your eyes shut. A whiny noise leaves your lips, and you can hear Billy chuckle and Stu's usual obnoxious laugh. They call you cute, and slutty, and perfect. You think to yourself how absolutely fucked up this is. How perfectly fitting this seems for someone horrible like Billy. He moves his hands to your chest to squeeze whatever you have to give against his length, regardless of how flat or voluminous you are, and his breath hitches as blood is smeared all over your abdomen and his cock.

The pain makes you dizzy in a way that isn't as bad as you thought it'd be. It stings, and it feels too hot. Yet the expressions your best friend (boyfriend?) makes as he glides himself along faster and faster makes it all worth it. In the corner of your eye you see Stu fisting himself rapidly, hard and leaking once again. He makes eye contact with you and grins, moving closer on his knees to now stroke himself almost above your chest next to Billy.

Giving your chest another squeeze and pulling whatever he can even further against his cock, Billy bends himself downward to hover right over your lips. He smiles at you, a real smile, and you smile back. He moves down the rest of the way to kiss you in a way that is somehow chaste and passionate at once. By the time he pulls back, his eyes are glazed and his cock is twitching, and after a long deep groan he releases right onto your wound. The sight brings Stu over the edge, and within a few seconds your chest is absolutely bathed in cum.

The night had begun cold and ended warm. Words of praise for how good you did were thrown your way from the two boys, and the three of you laugh. Neither of you are sure why. Maybe it was the post-sex high. Maybe it was the fact you killed someone and Billy and Stu's first instinct was to fuck you. Maybe it was because the three of you finally were able to come together in the way you had all desperately wanted. Maybe it was the non-verbal acknowledgement that the three of you were the scum of the Earth.

Whatever it was, you were glad for it. The three of you burned the body that night, and later when you laid down in their bed with them your limbs tangled and kisses and make-outs exchanged, the only thoughts that went through your mind is how glad you were to not be alone.

[rinadragomir]

Okay let's talk about it🤗✨

So Cassandra Clare posted that Fairstairs art yesterday or sth where Cordelia was obviously whitewashed. We all know what art was that🤷🏼‍♀️

So people started being mad about which is obviously fair cause it was our first official chot art and that's what we got. What happened next:

People posted these CJ's arts talking about whitewashing. ⚠️As a person who spent LOTS of years being a part of tsc fandom, I remember that these ones were created around 6 years ago, before the first book came out, cause Cordelia was supposed to be a white girl⚠️And that's what i said. Did i support new fairstairs art? No, but if you don't believe me, you can always read what i said.

⚠️Next thing: i defended CJ saying that it's CC who controls how these characters should be depicted.⚠️Why i did it: cause that person spent years and years creating beautiful arts for this fandom, adding those works to whitewashing post seemed weird.

My fault: i focused my words more on protecting CJ. That's absolutely true, i said that new Fairstairs art is a fckn joke, but for some people who also have emotions, my answer looked like I don't care about the whole point of the post. That's not true at all and for that I really wanna apologize.

⚠️Next thing: people who really know me and cared about me showed me some of CJs arts where Cordelia has a really really dark skin and some of her weird answers about "why cordelia always has different skin colour on different arts" (she didn't take it seriously). AND THEN i saw that CJ is problematic. WHITE PEOPLE ARE STUPID AND NEED TIME TO EDUCATE THEMSELVES DUH and i really appreciate those people who just explained everything. Now i know that it was wrong to defend CJ that time.🤝

Was it too late? Of course it was🤗 Did i say that we deserve new versions of Cordelia AND Alastairs flower cards? Yes, and you can find it. Did people notice? Of course not, it's not that entertaining✨💅Happy Hunger Games🤤

Was i stupid when i started talking about CJ when the post was about CC? YES OF COURSE literally no ones surprised)))))

Am i gonna apologize to those 6-7 people i dont even know (lmao who are they really), who started to send 535842 hate asks to my friends (wishing them death of course?) when i didn't even insult anyone? I'm so sorry you were left without an individual apology letter. It will happen again ❤️

Oh and FUN STORY ABOUT ME BEING TRANSPHOBIC, that's really entertaining 👻

For the record: I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE, CIS BOY/GIRL, TRANS BOY/GIRL, NON BINARY, SAD SEAGULL you're always welcomed on this page, it's not a cheap drama channel🤗

So remember that day when that fantastic beasts trailer came out? It's a short story:

I, person who never even watched any of these movies (talking about fb not hp), saw that Mads is playing grindewald. AS A HUGE HANNIBAL STAN ( i love this fandom too much, you don't understand), i was like: lmao mads just can't stop playing evil gay killers🤣😭

And i made a post about it (i didn't even tag hp, only mads, grindewald and hannibal)

BUT UNFORTUNATELY I'M TOO FUNNY😌 so it became popular. That day Mads deleted his inst page and i made a post saying: STOP WISHING HIM DEATH, THAT BITCH ROWLING IS ALL YOURS, SAY IT TO HER CAUSE THAT'S WHAT SHE DESERVES.🤬 People started making posts "one note - one terf dies" and one kid tagged me and told their friends I'm a terf and I was UPSET YOU KNOW but again

As a person who spent lots of time here i just know that justifying yourself is a useless thing, cause people see what they wanna see. They don't understand that some might really commit su*cide. (But not me, you can't hurt me if I don't have a soul😌)

👉This post was made for 3 reasons:

1 - to clarify this situation for those who still don't understand what's going on.📍The thing is: some people who follow me now receive million asks where people wish them death, so if you don't feel safe please just UNFOLLOW ME cause I'm worried. And if you stay, please turn off anon asks for a while, people only send hate when they can hide.

2 - explain what really happened, so you can hear it from me, NOT MY WORDS DISTORTED BY OTHER PEOPLE WHO JUST ENJOY ALL OF THIS~~~

3 - I'm done with my uni homework and i can't find any good new kdrama and i love writing😌But honestly, I'm just too worried about people on here that i really care about, SEND ALL THIS SHIT TO ME, NOT THEM, I'M GONNA ENJOY IT OKAY. I'm not afraid to lose followers it's not the end of the world when you actually have rl friends✨

Please feel free to share your thoughts, any opinion is important 🌼

Love y'all~

[suchababie]

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#5

hii, can you please rec some tony stark fanfic blogs?

Omg hiiii!!!! Of course!!! I’d gladly rec you some of tony stark fanfic writers out hereeee @kamalahkhan

And i just wanna add, the exact reason why i joined this hellsite last year is to come and search for more tony stark fanfics ahahahaha 💓💓💓💓

This list may change if i ever miss some blogs :))) i would like to apologize if i ever miss someone but when i do remember i will immediately put an addition here edited 11/1/21

@letsby , @mostly-marvel-musings , @another-stark-sub @patheticallysentimental @boop-le-snoot @slothspaghettiwrites @slut4tonystark , @tonystarkscumslutz @buckyownsmylife ‘s let me try fic @russiandoll-from-brooklyn ‘s just once part 1 and 2 , @sherrybaby14 , @shewhohangsoutincemeteries ,@avengerscompound also known as @emilyevanston , @canumoveurseatup-no @thran-duils has some dark tony fics @darsynia @bolontiku @ironlady1993 has some tony stark dark fics @heavenbarnes has some short tony drabbles also her three-part fic ‘Battle of the Egos’ is 😩💜💜

I just know there are a lot of tony stark fanfic writers out there. I’m sorry i’m limited w these bc my brain has a short memory storage sksksksk

To the wonderful blogs that I have tagged, maybe you can lend me a hand in here?? ☺️☺️☺️☺️💓💓💓💓💓

139 notes • Posted 2021-10-14 14:32:27 GMT

#4

Thank you @pepper-stark for the tag! 😄🥰✨💕

Rules: Name 7 comfort films and tag 7 people

In no particular order

Clueless

The Craft

Mean Girls

10 Things I Hate About You

The Breakfast Club

Miss Congeniality 1 and 2

Before Sunrise

Captain America : The Winter Soldier

BONUS (SORRY I CANT HELP IT):

•Thor: Ragnarok

•Legally Blonde

•White Chicks

Tagging! @babyboibucky @bitchassbucky @sarge-barnes-sir @yeet-me-out-tonight @mariestark @bloggingfromherbed @msmarvelwrites @countonthesun @lookiamtrying @whoth3hellisbucky

LMAO i went pass the limit 😌 its ok tho

ALSO anyone can join!!! I suck at tagging games in general

178 notes • Posted 2021-05-19 12:32:48 GMT

#3

Frank Adler x reader

A short impromptu drabble based on this post and this gif below eheheheh deleted the other post so that it won’t disturb the OP

Also there might be changes bc as i said, impromptu 😂 never planned this. An idea just came out from my head looking at this gif

Oh my god this gif is giving me thots

18+ under the cut (just a short impromptu imagine. Not edited lmao) please like, rb and comment if you like it :)))

Imagine teasing frank by sending provocative pictures of yourself with your sweetest innocent face and then he texts back saying ‘I’ll be there in 10 minutes. I expect you to lay in your back, legs spread with your panties and my shirt on.’ You got all excited that you quickly took off your shorts and positioned yourself in the bed the way he liked.

By the time you heard the front door slam, you can feel your panties pool with your wetness as you gripped the bed sheets at the sides. He isn’t there in the room yet and yet you’re so turned on by the thought of your Frank seeing you vulnerable like this. You just wanted nothing but all of him. It’s what it matters to you right now.

You were so preoccupied with your filthy thoughts that you didn’t know he was already by the bedroom door, eyes endeavoring your sweet body spread out on the sheet and lips smirking. “You’re in it for a wild ride, sweetheart.”

199 notes • Posted 2021-09-07 17:00:19 GMT

#2

Thots +18 under the cut. This is my first ever smut posted on Tumblr! Finally able to post it!!! And ngl i’m nervous ahahaha :) (tbh i feel nauseous of how nervous i am) . Shoutout to @bemine-bucky, @borikenlove, and @spicynudlesoup who witnessed the thirst I had for him that time lmao. Instead of Chris Evans RPF, I made it to Ari Levinson bc i love him

Pairing: Ari Levinson x reader

word count: 1,079

WARNINGS: NOT BETA’D. ALL OF THE MISTAKES ARE MY OWN.18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI. D/S dynamics, light dry humping if you squint, breath play (light choking), petnames, light degradation, language, allusions to punishment and smut. I think that’s it? please let me know if there are anymore warning that i didn’t include.

I give no permission to repost this work to any other media outlets. If you like it, reblogs are also very much appreciated. Comments are also a very good plus! <3

Imagine being a little lonely in a small house you and your boyfriend Ari shared, home near the beach where you can hear the birds chirping loudly as they try to hunt for fish and the soft and peaceful sea crashing along the shore. Ari told you that he was a little busy like usual, planning for his next mission in god knows where. He was dedicated to his work because he loved helping those who are in need, you understand that and you loved that for him, but you didn’t like it when he was too much invested in it and left you alone on your own.

You were his very supportive, understanding, and loving girlfriend. You were his very good girlfriend. You always take care of him, obedient to him. But this time, it was getting on your nerves. You had enough for being good for him, and you wanted to be rebellious once in a while.

So you threw into a cute pleated mini skirt that you bought a few days ago, a pair of cream colored knee socks that had ruffles decorated around your knees, and your favorite shirt, his worn out patterned white shirt that you twisted the front of it and tied, making it look like a crop top. You checked yourself in the mirror and put on your best bambi look, the look that Ari couldn’t resist.

You prepared some light snacks for him since it was still in the middle of the afternoon. You placed the food on the tray. Your sock clad feet softly padded against the cold floor as you grip the wooden tray tightly. You were a little nervous that this stunt was going to happen. How would Ari react? This was very unusual for you to do this; to defy him a little. Your mind raced with different kinds of scenarios which made your stomach churn lightly, yet your pussy had a mind of its own, she was already throbbing. You could feel your arousal seeping through your panties.

You were now in front of the door where Ari was in. Rustling of papers and his raspy voice that sounded like he was on call, you can hear his deep raspy voice behind the door which made your lower region tingle in anticipation and your toes curl. You took a deep breath, mumbling under your breath that you could do it before your already sweaty hand reached for the knob and twisted clockwise.

The door flew open, which made Ari startle by its creaking hinges. He looked at you, narrowing his eyes as you strutted inside, ignoring his daggers through the back of your skull as you made your way to the coffee table.

“Sir, I have to call you back,” he said to the phone and without hearing the receiver, he immediately ended it and tossed the device to the piled papers. 

“The hell do you think you’re doing?” Ari gritted his teeth, his arms folded against his chest as you still ignored him, but you could feel your heart beating a little harder against your rib cage. You bent your upper body down a little, making your little skirt rise a little as you slowly placed the tray on the table.

You bit your lip with a smile when you heard a breath hitched behind you. You could tell that he could already see your open slit panties beneath the godforsaken skirt; your pretty petals had its own heartbeat with your own nectar coating around it, begging for it to be touched and sucked.

“Son of a bitch.” Ari muttered under his breath, his hands turned into fists and he didn't waste time. He strutted towards you, wrapped his arm around your waist and his other hand on your neck. “Don’t. Fucking. Move.” He punctuated every word, each word had him rutting his already tented crotch against your ass, no doubt the crotch of his jeans coated with your sweet arousal that had leaked already in your inner thighs to the tight muscle of your as. You whimpered, because you were so turned on and also you were a little scared of what he would do to you. 

Ari had his chin resting on your shoulder, and he smirked. He barely even touched you, but he could already hear you panting. He felt bad for you just a tiny bit, because he was so busy with work that he neglected his precious girl. Right now, his precious girl was being a bad girl.

He tutted, tightening his grip on your neck a little that had you gripping his strong forearm. “Have I been neglecting you, sweetheart?” He asked, his breath tickled your ear  and his beard that you absolutely loved stroked against your jaw, leaving prickles against your skin that had your hands gripping firmly on his arm.

“Answer me.” He growled, releasing a grip a little and tightening it again. He was playing with you, like a doll that you are. “Yes.” You managed to squeak, tears in your eyes threatened to spill, not because he was hurting you; but because you wanted him to use you.

“It’s been a week, Ari.” You sniffed. You can feel him smiling against your ear. “Well, why didn’t you say so, honey?”

He released his grip from your neck and your waist, pushing you harshly towards the 

Couch that led you to stumble and land on the cushion on your knees.

“Bend over.” He commanded and you know better than to disobey him. You obliged, bending over that your chest reached the back of the couch’s back pillows and your knees were slightly raised from the cushion. You jerked a little when you felt his warm fingers touch the back of your exposed thighs, skimming the skin lightly like he was touching a delicate virgin, even if you were very far from one.

“You wanna be a slut?” He rhetorically asked, you just kept your mouth shut with your hands gripping the pillow tightly and your legs almost giving out.

“I’ll fucking treat you like one.” And with that, he flipped your skirt to your waist, completely exposing him with your drenched cunt. He swatted in between your inner thighs to signal you to open them wider and you did. “Good luck, baby. Because I don’t know when I’ll stop until I feel satisfied with my work.”

“Just so you know, I’m gonna fucking wreck you that you deserve.”

238 notes • Posted 2021-08-12 17:00:57 GMT

#1

I saw this on facebook (dont judge me. I still hate facebook tho)

OKAY first of all, please don't judge me bwdfuhwvuieqhwgbi i used to have no life before i got my job skskskskssksk

And i think its beautiful

388 notes • Posted 2021-04-03 07:56:43 GMT

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[rosierin]

Who the My Hero Academia characters would main in Genshin Impact

a/n: no fic today, just something i came up with earlier in class 🤷🏽‍♀️

here's my personal opinion on who the my hero academia characters would main in genshin impact 😌

also forgive the lack of reasoning for some characters— honestly for some it was just gut feeling or vibe lol

The boys;

DEKU's choice is pretty basic. He'd either go with the traveller (Aether) because he's biased about using the MC, or I also think Noelle would be a pretty good match 🤔 She's very hardworking much like himself and looks up to the Knights much like Deku looks up to the pro heroes so I feel like he would relate to her

BAKUGO. Okay so— I feel like my second choice won't be super common? But hear me out. My first choice was Diluc— he's powerful, gets sh*t done, he looks cool, he's a fire wielder, so yeah. BUT I also think he could be a Klee main. I mean— explosions? I feel like he'd build her super super well and make her strong af, probably gets a little manical laugh on when she starts blowing up all her enemies 😭 Plus I also feel like he'd get super offended when someone judges him for using her, saying it's unlikely of him or sth— Would definitely get all defensive like "what, you got a problem with that?!"

KIRISHIMA mains Zhongli. He's an Archon and Archon immediately = strong and badass. Plus he's a geo user. He would definitely kick ass with him 🤜🏻🤛🏻

DENKI mains Childe. They give off a similar vibe 🤷🏽‍♀️ However I have a feeling Kami's a really bad shot so he'd probably just use his melee stance and always has to go through his max cooldown

He could also main Lisa 👀 Because climbing noises and electro vision

TODOROKI mains either Chongyun or Ganyu! I honestly feel like 'Roki wouldn't use any pyro characters for obvious reasons and since he's a very "simple" (there's probs a better word than that) guy I feel like he'd use a cryo characters simply because he's an ice wielder x) And out of all the cyro characters, I chose the ones that are closer to his personality

IIDA mains Keqing. Both uptight, both like keeping order, both hardworking. Voilà.

TOKOYAMI mains Kazuha! They both give off a righteous and samurai-esque vibe 👀

SHINSO mains Xiao 🥰 Both misunderstood imo, kinda loners— They're also both quite silent and reserved, scary but secret softies. It just fits idk

SERO mains Beidou! I'm not quite sure on this one actually, she's the first one who came to mind 🤔

The girls;

OCHAKO mains Bennett or Mona 🔥✨ Bennett because she'd probably feel sorry for him and Benny's Adventure Team; she doesn't want him to feel lonely so she refuses to remove him from her team. And Mona because #relatable

TSUYU I kinda struggled with— I'm thinking maybe Mona or Xingqiu? They're studious and hydro users idk 🤷🏽‍♀️ If you find anyone better please enlighten me

MINA mains Hu Tao; two peppy, cheerful girls who love mischief. I feel like Mina would be really fun to play with lmao (even though she always dies first in domains— she doesn't really understand how artifacts work)

HAGAKURE mains Xiangling or Hu Tao for pretty much the same reasons as Mina. She plays characters purely according to their cuteness level and/or aesthetic

MOMO mains Jean, again because she can relate to her. They're both very hardworking, smart and strive for improvement of one's self and are both self conscious about their abilities :( Two very sweet, very gentle ladies

And finally, JIRO mains Xinyan! Because 🤘🏻🎸