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camilaxmartin · 6 months

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her precious angel

request: Maybe a Velvette x reader fic where the reader is a fallen angel that helped Charlie out during the extermination but ended up losing one of their wings and now Velvette is just taking care of the reader?👀 this might be too much to ask but it's a fun idea and I suck at writing fics😭 but if you do end up doing it I will be very thankful :3

(from @kimmyisachiisaiakuma)

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summary: *ask*

warnings: NOT PROPF READ probably ooc velvette, valentino not being a dick for the first time in his live, i’m not entirely sure if you can count it as angst but i guess a lot of crying-ish stuff??

notes: i’m still so fucking mad about this one like?? the amount of nerves i’ve wasted on this, tumblr💀 but anyway, it’s shorter than normally but i guess i like how it turned out anyway? i mean- it was hard with motivation yesterday/today but i managed to write it anyway so hurray! also i enjoyed writing lute as a bad guy a bit too much💀

requests: open!!

it was all happening so fast. the whole battle for the hotel was supposed to go differently as none of you were prepared for alastor’s shield to go down so quickly. everyone was trying their best at fighting angels but it turned out to be easier said than done. angel and husk were fighting angels on the ground alongside charlie and vaggie while you were flying in the air trying to stop as many of your past sisters as you could. angelic weapons swinging right and left making many of the exterminators fall down to the ground lifeless.

as the battle went on, you noticed adam fighting with alastor and almost fully killing him. you turned your head to him noticing him just disappearing and squinted your face not understanding were he went to. just as you turned your head again, you saw lute flying at you at a high speed with her sword in her hands. not being able to do anything else you just used one of you wings to shield yourself so her weapon wouldn’t hurt you that badly. you groaned in pain when the sharp tip pushed into your wing and opened it immediately trying to push it away. lute took it away and grabbed your shoulders flying straight onto the roof of the hotel.

both of you hit the ground, your body obviously being the one that actually hit the ground. glass was scattered around you two as lute got up and pointed her spear at you.

“pathetic” she said moving the spear to your neck as you were laying on the ground. you grunted, your wings flapping against the roof. she chuckled. “i can’t believe you were one of us. you’re even worse than sinners now” she continued making the spear slit your throat so blood started to run down it. “can’t even protect herself and trying to be a hero for this stupid hotel” she shook her head and took the spear away. “i’ll make you fucking regret it” she added through clenched teeth and before you could react she grabbed your shoulders again pushing you onto the window, making it break and making you fall down into the hotel. the whole scene looked rather poetic, but you weren’t in a state to notice that.

when your body hit the ground again, this time the ground being the hotel’s hall lute flew straight in through the window she just broke with your body. noticing her your grabbed your throat with one hand and get up by the bar’s counter so you were standing up again. lute landed right before you, haterance filling her eyes.

“i’m better than any of you” you said holding your throat still so you wouldn’t bleed out. lute laughed loudly and pushed her spear into the ground.

“don’t be ridiculous” she said walking over to you and pushing you onto the counter of the bar you used to stable yourself. “we are doing the god’s work, making hell’s population bearable and you think you are better?” she asked pushing your hand away and squishing your throat with both of her hands. you wondered for a second if she was trying to keep you alive or make you bleed more by doing so. “you were an honour to have in our ranks. and you became this?” she asked taking her hands away and making your throat bleed more than before. you knew now. “pathetic is too soft of a word” she scoffed and walked over to her spear again. you tried getting up but the amount of blood you lost made your body too weak while also causing white spots to appear on your vision.

“what a bitch!” yelled velvette watching the whole fight with vox and valentino. her hands gripped the phone she was watching it on almost breaking it in half.

“calm down velvette,-“ vox started saying but velvette send him a murder glare at which he rolled his eyes but kept his mouth shut.

“i’m going to fucking kill any angel i see in my way!” she yelled again throwing the phone into the couch and hiding her face inside her hands. both vox and valentino shared a glare of confusion and surprise.

“babydoll,” valentino started and sit down next to her on the couch purring one of his hands on her shoulder looking at vox still confused if what he’s doing is what he should be doing. “i’m pretty sure she’s going to be okay” he added and stroked her shoulder gently looking down at her hidden face. “you know her, you know how feisty she is” he said with a small chuckle at the end but when he heard velvette’s small sob his smile immediately dropped.

“i don’t want to loose her” she whispered hiding her face even more in her hands. valentino looked at vox again yet this time he was fully concentrated at the fight that was playing at their tv. valentino rolled his eyes and took velvette on his lap.

“doll” he said taking her hands away from her face noticing her smudged eyeliner. “she’s gonna be okay for sure” he said wiping her tears and flowing down make up. “she knows she has to hold on, she has someone to do it for, tesoro” he said with another small chuckle making velvette stop crying.

“i just…” she groaned and got up from his lap walking in a small circle thinking about her next words. “she should’ve been here with us. not there fighting” she said scoffing and wiping her own face. valentino got more comfortable on the couch while watching her and took a drag from his cigarette.

“she’s too stubborn for that. from all your stories about her, she wouldn’t bare watching her friends dying for her not to die with them” he said and shrugged velvette killing him with her eyes. “i’m not saying they’ll die, it was just a metaphor” he rolled his eyes taking another drag. velvette scoffed and grabbed her phone, walking to her room and shutting the door behind her.

lute grabbed her spear again and walked over to you grabbing you by the hair and pushing you off the counter, making you hit the ground once again. you groaned but couldn’t do anything about it as she just simply laughed at you. she let go of your hair and pushed the spear into one of your wings making you scream in pain as your hands tried gripping your throat to stop it from bleeding out. lute smirked maniacally and moved the spear around in your wing, making a lot of your feathers become yellow from your blood. you tried pushing her away with your other wing but she simply grabbed it in her other hand and held in place. lute moved her spear more cutting your wing almost fully from your body and enjoying the sound of your screams as she watched the whole thing. she licked her lips and made the last cut on your wing making it barely handing onto your back she smirked and chuckled at you. “now at lest you look similar to your personality. ruined” she huffed and grabbed her spear taking it away from your wing and flying up leaving you all alone in the ruined hotel’s hall. you wanted to get up, chase her make her regret it all but you weren’t able to. the only thing you could do was close your eyes and pray for someone to help you or for a quick second death to come.

the first thing you noticed when you opened your eyes was the amount of the color pink around you. you wanted to sit up but the immaculate pain going through your body made it unable to do so. you just laid there and looked around noticing you were laying in velvette’s bed, in her room. you thoughts were interrupted by the door swinging open.

“oh dear, you’re awake!” exclaimed velvette walking into the room and rushing to your side. “i’m so glad you’re okay” she said looking at you with worry in her eyes. you looked back at her confusion on your face as you tried to sit up again but the pain stopped you once again. you whined in pain and velvette’s eyes got even more soft.

“what happened?” you asked your voice a lot more husky than normally. velvette sighed softly taking one of your hands into her.

“i…” she started but stopped immediately trying to stop the tears coming into her eyes. “you fought the angels” she explained and sighed once again looking at your whole silhouette.

“did we loose?” you asked interrupting her looking scared at her. she chuckled softly at your reaction and sighed once again stroking your hand gently.

“quite the opposite, darling” she said and looked at you with a sad smile. “you won, but at what cost” she added and looked away from you trying so hard not to cry. velvette gripped your hand with hers and took a deep breath.

“at what cost? what you mean? did someone die? how did i even got here?” you asked all at once being more and more confused with every second passing. velvette chuckled dryly at your words and shook her head a bit.

“i… after the battle was done, i rushed to the hotel for you and… did everything in my power to escort you here with less damage i could” she explained and tears started to fill her eyes fully this time, she looked away from you gripping your hand with hers once again. “i’m so, so sorry” she said letting out a sob from her mouth.

you looked at her confused and scared again, not understanding why she was apologising as your eyes slowly went from her face to your interlocked hands and then your bandaged back. your eyes widened a bit and then the pain you felt finally placed itself in your back. you looked terrified at the bandages trying to move your ‘wings’ around brining yourself even more pain as only one of them flattered around a bit.

“i’m so fucking sorry, darling” said velvette seeing the information getting to you. “i- i literally tried everything but… i couldn’t do much more to keep both of your wings connected to your body” she explained and started sobbing more, moving herself closer to you, leaning her forehead against your shoulder. “i’m so so so fucking sorry” she sobbed even more, wetting your bandaged shoulder. you felt tears coming into your eyes as well as you closed them shut and felt your breathing becoming faster and shorter.

“i’ve-“ you started but a sob interrupted you as velvette moved away from your shoulder. “i’ve lost my wing?!” you asked in a whine looking at her terrified and full of hate, not for her of course, but for everything else. you sat up slowly, not giving a single thought to the pain you were feeling.

“doll, i’m-“ velvette started and moved her head so her forehead was connected with yours, her eyes closed. “i’m… i’m gonna kill that bitch if i ever see her” she said and gritted her teeth sighing deeply, tears still strimming down her face.

you let out another whine, moving your head away from hers as you looked at your bandaged back. you moved your resting wing flattering it, not even caring about the pain as the adrenaline of loosing something so important got to you. you tried flying up a bit, obviously not being able to as another whine left your mouth alongside with many sobs. “how could she?!” you yelled, tears falling down your cheeks as your voice could probably be heard on the streets in the pentragram city.

velvette sobbed with you, moving even closer so she was now laying down with you on the bed trying to cling up to you while causing you as little pain as she could. “i’m so, so, so, so, so, sorry- literally, so sorry-“ she started repeating herself crying even more, as she was now cuddled up to you.

you continued screaming in pain and haterance as your remaining wing moved in place, adjusting to the emotions you were feeling. you wanted to scream and shout and just break anything that would stand in your way, but the worst part was that you even couldn’t do that. the battle exhausted you and that lost wing definitely didn’t help the case. you tried to control your breathing, trying not to hyperventilate as you utter a soft whisper. “it’s not your fault, velvette”

velvette grabbed both of your hands with one of her again, as her other one grabbed your cheek softly and started stroking it, her crying didn’t stop as well. “i’ll make her regret it” she said in between sobs looking you deep into eyes, making sure you understood the meaning of her words. your breathing calmed down a bit after a moment as you just started into her eyes. you let out w deep sigh still feeling like you might just break down any second now. she kept on stroking your cheek not taking her eyes away from yours. you closed your eyes finally, cuddling up into her hand more looking for any comfort. she smiled sadly at your and closed her eyes as well enjoying the sudden comfort between the two of you.

“you won’t take that pleasure away from me” you said and opened your eyes looking at her face, the corners of your lips going just so slightly up. velvette opened her eyes as well looking a bit out of place at the sudden sound of you voice but as soon as she understood what you said she smiled as best as she could at you.

“that bitch won’t even know what got her” she said and chuckled dryly, her fingers still stroking your cheek. you let out a deep sigh at her words and looked sadly into her eyes again. velvette sighed as well, just starring into your eyes. “you’re the most important to me in the whole hell, or world” she said suddenly, her voice a bit louder than a whisper. your eyes widened at her sudden confession but that didn’t stop your cheeks from blushing just a bit. you slowly moved your remaining wing, wrapping it around the two of you in a some sort of hug as velvette kept on touching your face.

“and to me, the world doesn’t exist without you-” you said as velvette tilted her head slightly. “-cause you are my world” you finished your sentence and velvette looked away from your face, feeling her cheeks reddening up as she gently grabbed the wing wrapped around her and put it onto her face not wanting you to see her blushing. you chuckled despite feeling the tears still on your cheeks, as you moved the wing away from her face not letting her hide anymore. she still didn’t look at you as you could easily notice the reddish color on her face. you moved your hand to her face this time, brining her closer to you once again, resting your forehead against hers.

velvette moved her head up slightly, so that your lips would touch but not just fully connect yet. she smiled to you, feeling the salty taste at your lips from previous tears as she moved her head once again, this time connecting both of your lips in a sweet and probably the most gentle kiss, the two of you have ever shared.

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godisshook · 1 year

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Pledge Week

Frat parties weren't usually your scene, but after a brother had invited you, and your friends encouraged you, you eventually decided to go. The party was standard at first, and you played beer pong for what seemed like an eternity, just to pass the time. You would make it down to the dance floor, where it seemed everyone congregated as the DJ was playing Miley Cyrus. As you were dancing alone on the floor, you notice from the corner of your eye, a group of frat bros looking and pointing at you. Once you met their gaze, they started to approach you. Even though the party didn't have a theme, it was pledge week, and you identified the three new ones by the nicknames on their chests.

The pledges had walked up to you, "Are you supposed to be here?" You nodded and said you had been invited, to which they asked which brother invited you. Never having got his name, you scrambled to look for him, but he was nowhere to be found. You replied, "I don't know where he is, but I wouldn't be here if I wasn't invited."

They didn't seem to like your answer. One of the pledges said, "You expect us to believe you when you can't even find the guy who invited you?" You got nervous as it seemed they were angry at you. You noticed the drinks in their hands, and not wanting something bad to happen, you blurted, "Feel free to kick me out, I just don't wanna cause any problems." They all looked at each other, and one replied, "Follow us." They led you upstairs, past the game room, and into another set of stairs. You realized they were taking you to one of the rooms upstairs. As they led you into a side room, one of the brothers locked the door behind him. You asked, "If you guys wanted me out, why am I in a random bedroom?" one of the pledges responds, "We gotta investigate you, it's standard," Suddenly, one of them started kissing you. You were confused, but went along with it, hoping you would just be able to go.

They had different plans for you. The "investigation" soon resulted in each of them pulling down their pants, cocks throbbing as they looked down on you. As you gazed up at them, you understood what they wanted from you, and so you pulled down their underwear and began sucking.

Never in your life had you seen dicks as big as theirs, and you wondered how much longer you could go. "FUckKKkk" one of the pledges would grunt, as he grabbed your head, and began face-fucking you. He thrust his cock into you, causing you to choke on it as it hit the back of your throat. As he was fucking your throat, the pledges as a whole started hollering, clearly happy with themselves that they have you in this position. The first would try to comfort you by giving you "breaks" which in all actuality was him pulling you from his cock to his lips, catching you breathless as he kissed you, and then placing your lips right back on his dick to resume.

"You suck it like a champ," he said, chuckling. The other two started smacking your ass and put their massive cocks in their hands and began jerking off. They looked at you hungrily, as the second put two fingers in you, and started pressing into you. "His ass can barely handle two fingers!" He exclaimed. He continued inside of you but started to grow impatient as the first was still using your face as his personal fleshtoy.

"Lemme have my fun with him," the second one said. The first replied, "He has two holes for a reason, right?" The second got the hint and got on the other side of you. A mix of horror and desire pulsed through you as you imagined getting fucked on both sides. As you tilted your head to look, the first would take both hands around your head and start thrusting again, pulling your attention away. He said smugly, "Focus on me, he's nothing." The second one replied, "Oh, is that right?" As if you were the target of his anger, he began pounding into you, his cock stretching you out. You could only let out stifled moans as the first still had his cock in your throat. It was a feeling unlike any other, but you only found yourself wanting more of it.

They were admiring themselves and what seemed to be their great work, as you felt the pressure build inside you from their joint effort. You started to push against the second one's cock, moving your ass back and forth. "Now he's getting it!" He said, grabbing your ass to aid you. The combined pleasure was too much for you, and you came on the bed. "I guess we're just that good," the second said to the first. He replied, "We can definitely say we're learning about teamwork." They laughed and continued on, sending waves of pleasure through you as they kept going.

Y’all are fucking hogging him, the third pledge said, who had still been jacking off as the other two were hitting you on both sides. You couldn't even process what was going on, as the first brother pushed your head against his hairy crotch, as he started to cum. He kept thrusting as cum filled your mouth, and you swallowed. "Kinky," the third pledge said, now taking the place that was left by the first. He started right back up, pushing your throat against his hard cock. The first was jacking off his still-hard cock and had come again on your back. In between thrusts, the second said, "This is the best pledge week gift I could've asked for!" He had been pounding into you until you were numb, but as hot cum filled you, you began to connect the dots. Just as that happened, the third pledge tilted his head back, overcome with pleasure. Before you knew it, cum had once again filled your mouth. The three had ravaged you and got off the bed to admire their work. "I bet $20 he'll never forget how my cock was inside him," the second pledge said. The third exclaimed, "He still has my cum in his mouth!" The first pledge shook his head and then said, "Either way, he's gonna keep coming back, isn't that right, cumdump?" You were still recovering from them, but you nodded. "Good, good," they all agreed.

After that, you were a permanent guest at their frat, and whenever they told you to go upstairs, you knew exactly what was in store. You had become the pledge's personal cumdump, but at least you would have an unforgettable time.

#frat bro #college guys #muscle #jock #alpha men #frat boy #college jock #jock bro

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ironbabey · 4 months

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July

Peter Parker x Reader

angst, maybe fluff?

Word Count: 1k

Inspired by the song July by Noah Cyrus

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I've been holding my breath, I've been counting to ten, over something you said

“So uh, what do ya say? Wanna give it a shot?” Please say yes please say yes please say yes-

“I’m sorry, I really am, but I’m gonna have to say no.”

No. He said no.

It took you months to work up the courage to finally tell him how you felt, ironically you told yourself the worst he could say was no. Fuck, it hurt.

You were crushed. “Oh uh, that's okay. We can just stay friends.” It’s not okay, you don’t want to be friends. Well, you do. You also wanted-no, hoped- for something more.

He smiled, god you loved that smile. It never failed to make your heart skip a beat, even breaking it at the same time. “Glad this won’t change our friendship. I care about you a lot.” He says, you can hear the pity in his voice.

He cared, just not in the way you wanted.

I've been holding back tears, while you're throwing back beers, I'm alone in bed

You were always told rejection hurt but you didn’t think it’d be this painful. Peter went out while you were sulking in your bed. There’s more fish in the sea, right? You shouldn’t have fallen for him, everyone told you not to, and yet here you are.

How could you be so stupid?

Of course he didn’t like you.

You were nothing compared to her.

You didn't have the perfect teeth, the perfect hair, the perfect skin, the perfect...anything. You were just you.

You stupidly thought that it would be enough for him, she didn't even remember him, but you made new memories with him.

You know I, I'm afraid of change. Guess that's why we stay the same

You two were fighting now. It's your fault anyways. You lashed out on him just because he hadn’t reached out to you since that day. He's ignored your texts, calls, hell you even tried an email for the fun of it. He stilled ignored you.

The day you confessed really fucked things up.

You decided to be the bigger person and show up at his door. He would've known you were going over if he read your messages.

“I thought we agreed that wouldn’t change us. You said you wanted to be friends so why are you being such a dick?”

“I’m being a dick? Oh, that’s real funny coming from you. I have a life full of other people, not just you. I don’t see why I have to be the one to do everything.”

You bit your lip and looked at the ground, embarrassed that you were acting childish, “No, you’re right. I’m sorry.”

So, tell me to leave, I'll pack my bags, get on the road

Peter let out a frustrated sigh and ran a hand through his hair, the soft hair you used to play with during the times you'd study together. “I think you should go. I can’t handle this—you—right now.”

You refused to cry in front of him. “Yeah, okay.” You grabbed your bag and slammed the door shut on your way out. You fucked everything up, didn’t you?

Find someone that loves you better than I do, darling, I know

A week went by, and he finally texted you, asking you to go over and talk it out. In the end you were still his best friend, and he didn't want to lose you.

You picked up a photo that was in a beautiful golden frame on the coffee table, you knew who the woman was, Peter talked about her all the time, and it killed you. You thought he was over her.

“What are you doing with that?” He grabbed the framed photo from your hands as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

You blinked back the tears that were threatening to come out, “It was just sitting here, she’s pretty. Really pretty.”

Peter smiled, “Yeah, she was. The greatest too.”

‘Cause you remind me everyday, I’m not enough but I still stay

You two sat in uncomfortable silence. He wanted to make up, wanted things to be normal again, but you had other plans. You wanted answers. “What does she have that I don’t? What’s so different?”

He groaned. “Please, don’t start this right now.”

You stood up from the couch, “No! I want to know why you’re after someone who moved on. Someone who doesn't even rem-“

“She was the only one there for me through all of it! She helped me from beginning to end! I ruined everything just to make sure she got into the school she worked so hard for!" His voice went soft, he couldn't hold back the tears that went streaming down his face. His brown eyes were hardly visible through them, "She was all I had. She was the only girl that ever looked my way and actually liked me.”

Then what am I?

I've done a lot of things wrong, Loving you being one. But I can't move on

“What?”

“Then what am I?”, you repeated deep down you knew you were being a little selfish, but he had no right to say you didn't care, “I’ve been there for you. I’ve laughed with you, cried with you, I even fought with you and you’re still tossing me aside?”

“Listen-“

“No! You listen to me! I’ve done nothing but love and care about you but clearly that’s not enough! Nothing is ever enough for you! I-I’m not enough.”

Peter stood to hug you. To tell you that you was more than enough. To tell you he was just afraid of being more than what you were now.

If you want me to leave, then tell me to leave, and baby, I'll go

You moved away from his attempted hug. How dare he cry when it was him who was hurting you? “N-No, you don’t get-get to cry.” you choked out through your own tears.

“I’m sorry please just understand.” He begged.

“Tell me to leave. Tell me you don't want to see me again and I’ll stop. I’ll leave you alone just like you want.” That’s not what he wanted, not at all. He wouldn't know what to do with himself if you left him too.

“That’s not-I want you to stay.”

You remind me every day, I'm not enough, but I still stay

“Okay. I’ll stay.”

#peter parker #marvel #spiderman #idk im kinda dying #peter parker x reader #idk how to tag lol #marvel fic #ansgt #peter parker angst

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midnightsun-if · 1 year

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So we've seen what our lovely older siblings think of our ROs, but I was curious about Persephone? Maybe even Blake too, though they might be the "no one is good enough for my bestie" type of person

Honestly, Persephone is the type of person who looks at the relationships and goes; if they chose you, and you chose them, and it’s actual love, then I don’t really have any other opinions about it— as long as you’re happy. There are two ROs she doesn’t particularly like/is wary of, but I don’t want to spoil anything… So, I’ll just leave it at that.

Blake on the other hand?

Koda: He’s a fun guy to hangout with, someone that wouldn’t a fly and would probably cry if he did. Honestly, Blake doesn’t know how they could dislike Koda— he doesn’t do anything to deserve such a harsh emotion. Plus free piggyback rides on a Kodiak Bear can never get old.

Scarlett: She scares them… Ever since The Incident, Blake has done their best to try and stay off her radar unless they’re near sufficient cover and can get away with teasing her. Now that their best friend is dating her? And they have the ultimate get out of a jail free card? It’s open season. (On a serious note, Blake admires Scarlett and has a kindred bond with her in some ways due to events that I can’t spoil.)

Cyrus/Cyra: Aiming high aren’t you? They’d be completely amused/amazed that you found love with the Crown Heir… In fact, they may even give you a high five. Blake likes C, even though they think they get in their head too much, but they can clearly see how much the Phoenix cares for you. Plus, the bird jokes write themselves which is another bonus for Blake.

Quinn: They had their initial misgivings towards the Grant Heir— as Blake knows a bit more about the Grant Pack than you do— but after meeting them? Blake could clearly tell that they’re nothing like the family in which they hail from, and Blake might actually feel bad for assuming that they would be. Blake, as it seems to be a pattern when it comes to shifters, would want to have a shoulder ride when Quinn is shifted… Then they’re completely cleared in your best friends book.

Caden: Blake knows absolutely nothing about Caden… You know that one meme— I think it’s from The Office with Dwight and Angela, where she just appears?— that’s them in a nutshell. Blake isn’t necessarily unsettled by Caden, but they do find it a little creepy the way they’re able to just vanish. And, yes, they know it’s a Phantom thing, but still! They’d probably gift Caden with a bell or something… All in all, Blake would see how Caden centered you and you brought them out of their shell— it’s a win win.

Sloane: They’re very up in the air about Sloane. On one hand, they have a badass wardrobe and overall aesthetic, and they just sort of look cool all around. On the other hand? They’re sort of a dick. But! The longer Blake is exposed to Sloane, and the level of care they show you, plus when Sloane actually gets comfortable around Blake, then Blake will understand that they had nothing to worry about to begin with. (They’d totally ask if a saddle could fit on Sloane’s lupine form for them to ride.)

Blake: 0/10, would not recommend.

Reginald/Regina: Blake finds their overall cluelessness about the supernatural world incredibly endearing— especially since they’re actively trying to learn more. The only time Blake would worry about the relationship is when the long term effects are discussed, and the potential courses that could be taken (and the results that could come about). They patiently answer all of R’s questions, while subtly getting them to agree to be on their trivia team for game night, and just generally enjoys their time with R.

Truly, as long as you’re happy then Blake is happy. That’s all that matters in the end.

#midnight sun #asks #ro: blake herrera #ro: koda kingston #ro: r presley #ro: c aurelia #ro: caden randall #ro: quinn grant #ro: sloane addams #ro: scarlett voltaire #scenario asks #sc: persephone #also persephone should be the second oldest #sorry if I confused that somewhere along the line!

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supercap2319 · 2 years

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foursome between Cyrus, Harlan, Cody(they’re all tops), and Y/n(bottom)

Y/N still thought Cyrus was an ass. A sexy ass, but an ass none the less as Y/N, Harlan, Cody, and Cyrus all decided to have a little fun inside Tia's house. They all quickly removed their wet swimming trunks and the three boys looked at Y/N with a smile. "Hey, Y/N, my friend Cyrus has a little problem. Why don't you help him out?"

Cyrus smiled cocky as Y/N got on his hands and knees and crawled towards him, but instead of going to Cyrus like Harlan instructed, he went towards Cody as he looked up at him and smiled at the blushing male. "Wow, Cody, you're certainly not little are you?"

Cody couldn't muster up an answer as he just let Y/N grab his dick and watched him pump it as moaned softly before he gasped loudly as he felt Y/N's lips around his cock as Harlan and Cyrus jerked each other off, watching Y/N suck Cody's dick. He pulled off Cody's cock with a pop before he started on Cyrus's, who wasn't shy about it. "Oh, fuck, suck that cock." He ran a hand through Y/N's hair as he licked his tip and underneath his balls as Cyrus groaned. He then goes onto sucking Harlan off as the werewolf moans Y/N's name.

He continued this process until all three boys were so close to the edge as they jerked their cocks in front of Y/N and came all over him. They all shuttered through their orgasms as they all looked at Y/N covered in cum as they got turned on.

"Wow, he looks covered in cum. Doesn't he fellas?" Harlan said to Cyrus and Cody.

Y/N rolled his eyes. "Shut it, Harlan. Now, come prepare for your dicks."

"Ooh, someone's an inpatient little cum slut."

Y/N got on Tia's bed and dripped jizz on her sheets as he turned on his stomach as he waited for the other males to open him up. "Hey, Cody, why don't you help me open him up?" Harlan asked. Cody nods as pretty soon, Y/N felt two tongues invade his hole as he gasped. Feeling their hot tongues inside his tight heat as Cyrus licked a finger and inserted alongside their tongues as they worked him open and all Y/N could do was pant and moan.

After a few minutes of torture, they stopped as they were ready. They all gloved up and lined up their dicks with Y/N's hole. "We're going to fuck you now, Y/N. If it gets too much, tell us and we'll stop." Cody said gently as Y/N nods. Harlan slides inside him first, stretching his walls as Cyrus goes next, then Cody as they give him time to adjust to their big sizes and the intense pressure. Once he gives the okay, they begin to move in and out of him as he moaned for them Harlan is slow and rough. Cyrus is fast and rough. Cody is slow and gentle.

Y/N can only imagine how it feels for them, but to him, it's incredible to have three dicks fucking you and when they pull out so Y/N can turn on his back, they continue to fuck him as Harlan and Cyrus whispered filth to him as Cody helps him out and jacks his dick in time with their thrusts. Pretty soon, they're all close as Y/N shuts his eyes. "I'm gonna... Fuck!" He cums all over them and himself as they chase after him and spill inside the condoms as they pull out all sweaty.

"Wow, you're a great fuck, Y/N." Cyrus smiled.

"You did great, Y/N." Harlan said.

"We didn't hurt you did we?" Cody asked.

"Nope. I'm just fine."

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carnivorousyandeere · 1 year

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EXCUSE ME?? YOURE JUST GONNA PUT 'CYRUS AS A NAGA' ON MY TIMELINE AND EXPECT ME TO BEHAVE AND BE NORMAL ABOUT THAT???

- mazzy 💕

*frothing at the mouth* was trying to be normal about it buuuut since you’ve enabled me 🤭/lh

( MDNI, No Age In Bio DNI )

CW: implications of smut + teratophilia

Cyrus is even shyer and more reclusive as a naga. Even if he is one of the naga that can shift forms to look more human, his sharp viper pupils may give him away. He loves nature even more than werewolf Cyrus, opting to live out in the woods permanently.

You can expect to find snake Cyrus sunning himself on rocks near rivers, his stunning muted green and grey patterned scales making the scene look like a painting. If you step too close and startle him, his head shoots up with a hiss and his tail rattles. As soon as he realizes it’s you, his hand shoots down to grab the maraca-like end of his tail and still it, flushing in embarrassment over the natural reaction.

Cyrus’ speech patterns are a little different than his werewolf version, with a forked tongue and long fangs giving him a bit of a lisp and some drawn out “sss” sounds 🥰

And, indeed, with those slitted pupils and sharp fangs of his, Cyrus is a venomous rattlesnake rather than a constrictor. He’s extremely careful with his fangs, much more reluctant to bite or even kiss you for fear that he may accidentally poison you. And while he isn’t a constrictor like Lan, he still adores getting to curl his tail around you and enjoy your human warmth 💕💕💕

Also, um;;;;; two dicks, one of which can lay eggs… so 😳🫣

#mail 📬#Mazzy💕#moot moot 💕#darling—core #oc cyrus #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere cw #mdni #nsft

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leggerefiore · 5 months

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cw: 18+ content, afab reader, drabble

pairing: Cyrus/Reader

Everything felt much too heavy as Cyrus pinned you down against the sheets. A desperate cry about being concerned about him doing adulterous things under the guise of working late had apparently snapped his iron-strength restraint. Your clothes were peeled away before another word could leave you. Hands groped at and dipped into your body in all the right places. Whatever fears you might have still held were silenced by his lips finding your own. His slacks were pulled down, and you were laid against silky sheets.

His dick entering you made your toes curl as familiar pleasure was drawn out of your memory. When he bottomed out inside, you let out a quiet moan. That sound stirred something within Cyrus as he quickly moved into a rash pace. His thrusts hit deep and hard. The warmth of his body settled into your skin. He laid on top of you, grasping your hip in one hand while the other cupped your cheek. Those pale eyes of his stared through your entire being. The motions of his thrusts brought pressure onto your clit. Everything felt relentless in his motions. Any worries simply were lost in the pleasures that consumed your body.

You whined as he expertly targeted that sensitive spot inside you. His teeth seemed to bite down on your nape. The hand holding your cheek moved to instead pinch a nipple. Your cry bled into a moan. Legs locked behind Cyrus's waist, somehow desperate to feel him even deeper. His dick bumping against your cervix caused your walls to clench down on him harder. Pleasure coiled in your stomach as his hips continued to rut into you.

The hand previously holding your hip instead back to rub your clit itself. Your brain began to grow completely unfocused as you almost just laid back and let go. That coil onside you seemed to snap soon after as bliss consumed your mind. Cyrus's thrusts continued through your orgasm, making the pleasure grow almost unbearable. He did not seem to care. Your moans carried him on until he, too, joined you in bliss. An unexpected warmth spread inside you.

He pulled out much too quickly to crash beside you on the bed. Exhaustion from a work day that apparently carried on for two days caught up to him. You tried to gather your thoughts again as you realised what he had done.

“… I guess you probably aren't cheating on me then…” you mumbled.

“That is too much effort,” Cyrus unexpectedly replied, “… I have no romantic or sexual interest in anyone apart from you.”

#cyrus.ima #nastystuff

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mydemonsdrivealimo · 9 months

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Boys Don't Cry Answer the Web's Most Searched Questions

Book/Fandom: Open Heart,, adjacent?

Character(s): Jensen Valentine (MC), Aliyah Hudson (OC), Cyrus Young (OC)

Rating: Teen

Words: 2346

Summary: Band AU - Jensen, Aliyah, and Cy answer questions in a Wired Autocomplete Interview

A/N: yes this is literally the first band au post ive made so have fun w it

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“Hi everyone, we’re Boys Don't Cry,” the three of them said, perfectly synchronized and only after half a million takes.

“And this is the Wired Autocomplete interview!” Liyah finished with a smile. “I’m Aliyah, and I use she/her pronouns.”

“Jensen, he/him.”

“And Cyrus, but you can call me Cy, and I use they/them pronouns!”

Liyah took the first board after a beat, reading half of the first question suspensefully. “Does Boys Don't Cry…” she forcefully ripped off the paper, sticking it to Jensen’s shoulder, “sing in Spanish? Yes! We do.”

“I do,” Jensen corrected, casting her a glance. “Liyah’s Spanish is shit. Either I do it or have to give her the translation.”

“Shut up,” she said, ripping off the next paper. “Do Boys Don't Cry members have any tattoos?”

“Hell yes,” Cy answered, already brandishing their arms.

“God, I can’t even imagine how many we have put together,” Liyah said, counting some on her legs through her fishnets and trying to mentally add the rest. Jensen just shrugged at the camera, letting the others try and come up with a number.

He took the board from Liyah as he waited, pulling off the next piece of paper. “Do Boys Don't Cry dye their hair?” He read. “Nope, this—” he gestured towards the purple streak in his hair “—all natural.”

“At least 50 between the two of us,” Liyah said, looking over to see that Jensen had already moved on. “Dick. Anyway, yeah we have little hair dye nights at Cy’s place.”

“Aka we’re cheap as fuck and do it in my bathroom instead of going to a decent salon,” Cy clarified with a sarcastic sort of smile.

“Yeah, it’s actually in our contract under the ‘Team Bonding’ clause.”

Liyah nodded in confirmation at Jensen’s comment, taking the paper off the last question. “Why is Boys Don't Cry called that?”

“Because boys don't cry, of course,” Cy answered and took the board to throw away.

Adding on, Jensen continued, “Yeah, and we just really like The Cure.”

Liyah rolled her eyes with a smile before giving a real answer. “If you even care,” she started sarcastically, knowing this was one of the most asked questions they got, “it’s actually supposed to be a joke on the saying ‘boys don't cry.’ A lot of the songs we make address bigger issues, like social stigmas and institutional problems, and Jensen specifically had more of a personal connection to that one. Not only did it fit us, but the name itself is easy to remember, too. Essentially, a lot of what we’re doing is going against things like that, so it worked.”

Jensen gave a jokingly awkward thumbs up, waiting a moment for the next board. In the meantime, Liyah took the stack of papers and set them on Jensen’s arm while Cy pulled off the piece of paper.

“Is Boys Don't Cry lgbt?”

Liyah’s head immediately snapped up, answering right into the camera. “If you think we’re not, you’re literally in denial. I mean, have you seen us?” she asked, gesturing vaguely with one hand to Cy, then doing the same to Jensen, before presenting herself with a flourish.

“Yeah, that is kinda on y’all if you didn’t notice,” Cy added, Jensen nodding in agreement.

“I’m aroace,” Liyah started before gesturing and looking towards Jensen. “Jensen’s…whatever the fuck he is, and Cy is nonbinary and bi.”

Cy nodded before reading the next question, tossing the paper onto the floor. “Is Boys Don't Cry American?”

Cy and Aliyah looked to Jensen. “Oh, uh, yeah, we are. I’m the only one not from the states; I was born in Colombia, moved here when I was like six.”

Reading the next with a smile, Cy asked, “Is Boys Don’t Cry problematic?”

“Of course we are. We’re queer and in an alt band, that’s basically the whole criteria,” Jensen answered in a flat tone.

Cy moved on without a beat. “Has Boys Don’t Cry broken up?”

“Not to my knowledge,” Liyah answered, the three of them giving a timed, synchronized look to the camera, then each other.

“Maybe it’s time to come out with our plan to kick her out, huh?” Cy asked, leaning around Liyah to see Jensen.

“Yeah, I guess. We were just gonna keep doing the tour but pretend you don’t exist the whole time so eventually you’d just descend into madness and your fame would slowly dwindle.”

Liyah gave them both a look at the utterly blank expressions on their faces, Cy hiding a laugh after a long second of eye contact but Jensen still holding up strong. Aliyah just shook her head before slapping the board out of Cy’s hand as Jensen took the next one, Aliyah’s name in the search bar.

“Is Aliyah Hudson from Chicago?”

“Born and raised, yes. I grew up in an outer suburb but now we live in the city,” she said with a smile.

“Aliyah—” Jensen practically coughed out a laugh, taking a breath to recompose himself before finishing. “Aliyah Hudson paparazzi incident.”

“Fuck off! I knew they’d ask this.” She wiped her hands down her face, sighing. “Like, last year or something, we were coming out of a show through the back exit. We didn’t think paparazzi were allowed in the back since we were doing a little meet and greet, and I accidentally hit one of them in the face with the door.”

Cy was giggling already, continuing with, “And it wasn’t like a nice door, it was a huge metal industrial door and she absolutely smacked this poor guy. Literally knocked him on his ass. Jensen and I were too busy laughing to help him up.”

Liyah tried to push Cy off their chair while Jensen continued. “Does Aliyah Hudson write her music?”

“Sometimes!” she said, casually moving back to her spot as Cy tried to readjust to stay on their chair. “Most of the writing is actually Jensen and Cy, but I help here and there. A lot of what I do is production and the actual music part of it.”

“Last one,” Jensen said, struggling with the paper but crumpling it up and tossing it at her when he finally got it. “Aliyah Hudson guitar.”

“Oh my god, child mentioned!” she said excitedly, bouncing a little in her chair, “If you don’t know, I’ve been decorating my Fender with different stickers and designs from the different cities we’ve been to on tour. I cleaned it and started new for this tour, and I’ve been updating it every show on my Instagram.”

Jensen tossed the board away, Cy taking the next one from the other side.

“Boys Don’t Cry style evolution.”

“Ooh, cute,” Liyah commented. “So, I’m taking this as fashion style because we are a glam rock band. I think we all started pretty lowkey, but now that we’ve kept going at it, I know I have definitely started to include more color in my looks.”

“Yeah, Jensen definitely still wears the most black, but I do appreciate seeing some sparkles every once in a while,” Cy said as Jensen watched the two of them converse.

Aliyah continued, “I definitely have more of a grungy, kinda boho look outside of the band, and I’ve let that influence my style in the band.”

“Over time, we’ve moved away from the full emo vampire look, and more moved into the grunge, refined vampire look.” Jensen gave a nod of agreement to Cy before they read the next question.

“Boys Don’t Cry 2024 world tour”

“Happening right now,” Jensen said, not about to elaborate further until Aliyah did it for him.

“We’re in California, LA specifically, and once we finish the rest of the west coast we’re going to Mexico, South America, Japan, a few other Asian countries, Oceania, and Europe.”

“I only remembered like three of those, so I’m glad you did it,” Cy said happily before moving onto the next one. “What are Boys Don’t Cry concerts like?”

“Amazing, fantastic, and wonderful, of course!” Aliyah answered.

“Depending on the crowds, there’s occasionally pits, but usually they’re pretty chill. Further towards the back is usually safer if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Yeah, and always wear ear protection!” Cy tacked onto the end. “We love doing heavy bass and it can be really loud, so make sure you’re prepared. Otherwise, it’s pretty standard, lots of flashing lights, super glittery—the normal stuff.”

Cy tossed out the board and Jensen took the next one.

“Oh yay look, it’s the love of my life,” Jensen said, the search bar displaying Cyrus’ name this time. “Is Cy Young…” he took off the paper, giving a tilt of his head that said he figured they’d be getting that question. “Is Cy Young deaf?”

“Hard of hearing, actually!” they answered cheerily but let their tone drop to more informational. “For interviews like this, I usually wear my hearing aid just because it’s easier production-wise,” they twisted their head, showing it off. “Usually, though, when I’m with Liyah and Jen, we just sign.”

Jensen ripped off the next one. “Who is Cy Boys Don’t Cry?”

“Wow, so detailed,” they commented with a sarcastic little smirk. “I’m in my twenties, I was born in California, and moved to Chicago when I was twelve. My parents immigrated from the Philippines, I’ve been playing the drums since I was seven, and now I’m here.” They smiled at the end before looking to Jensen for the next question.

Jensen pulled off the paper and smiled before even reading it. “Is Cy Young dating Jensen Valentine?”

Cy let out a short cackle of a laugh, quickly turning into mock disappointment. “No, unfortunately.”

“We will keep pretending just to piss people off, though.”

“It’s so fucking funny; we’ve had people asking forever, so we just keep feeding into it,” Cy finished after bouncing off Jensen, waiting for the last question.

“Cyrus Young aesthetic.”

“Oh hell yeah, I got this. It’s actually just recovering middle school emo with a touch,” they said, adding a flourish with their hand, “of gay. But really, any middle school emo is already gay, so just take it up a little notch.”

“Realest shit I’ve ever heard,” Aliyah said.

Jensen nodded as Liyah took the board from him, throwing it behind herself. She took the next one, ripping off the first paper. “‘Which member of Boys Don't Cry has the highest net worth?’ Eh, I feel like talking about money is kinda tacky—”

“Oh fuck, Liyah, I think?” Jensen interrupted, clearly trying hard to think about it.

“Bitch,” she said, looking over at him judgmentally.

Jensen just gave her a look for a long second. “…I didn’t listen to you at all, if that’s what you’re yelling at me about.”

Liyah sighed out a curse under her breath before moving to the next one. “Are the members of Boys Don’t Cry—” Cyrus cut her off with a laugh, reading ahead. “—in a throuple?”

“Yes,” Jensen answered, expression entirely blank, and the others were perfectly satisfied with it.

“Can the members of Boys Don’t Cry play any other instruments? Yeppers, we can. I play guitar and piano.”

“I can play the drums and a little piano, too. Also trumpet,” Cy answered, looking to Jensen for the last one.

“Yeah, I play bass, piano, and clarinet. Oh, and I do a lot of our synths and other cuts in our setlist between songs.”

“How did the Boys Don't Cry members meet?”

“This is such a gross question,” Cy said before Liyah could answer.

“We met in high school,” she said with a mock shudder. “Do you know how long I’ve known them? That’s a long time. They’re like parasites.”

“Says you,” Jensen commented. “Who’s the one who’s always at my house eating my fucking leftovers?”

“Cy, obviously,” Liyah answered guiltily before tossing it to the side. Finally, they reached the last question board, Jensen’s name at the top this time. “OOOH! Jenny this one’s all about you,” she said excitedly, pulling it onto her lap and out of Jensen’s hand.

“Aw, my favorite boyfriend,” Cy joked.

Liyah started reading as she struggled to get all the rips of paper off the rest of the question. “Is Jensen Valentine…nice?”

Jensen barely even opened his mouth before Cy leaned forward in their chair, accusationally answering, “Fuck no!”

“Real,” Liyah added on.

Jensen looked away from them, expression on his face saying enough. “And I’m the mean one,” he said into the camera.

Cy reached over and pulled off the next one, their bracelets jingling as they crumpled up the paper and threw it at Jensen. “Is Jensen Valentine dating?”

Liyah and Cy both whipped their heads towards him. “I—stop,” he said towards them before looking back to the camera, “not really, no. I don’t really date when we’re on tour.”

“Last one!” Liyah said, happily pulling the cover off. “Has Boys Don't Cry—” she interrupted herself with a cackle of a laugh, Cy turning the board towards themself to see then laughing too.

“Oh my god,” Jensen said under his breath, rolling his eyes and even getting a little smile out. “‘Has Boys Don't Cry Jensen never really cried?’” he read before looking back up to Liyah and Cy, “My therapist ghost wrote that.”

“She probably Googles it after all your sessions,” Liyah said, still laughing.

“Literally.” He turned back to look at the camera, “Anyway, no. Not once in my entire life have I cried,” he answered, tone utterly flat. “I’m actually an emotionless robot.”

“True and real, we picked him up from the lab,” Cy added with a smile towards the camera.

Jensen reached over Liyah, throwing the board to the side. “Shit, sorry!” he said, smacking his hand over his mouth as it went farther than intended, flying like a frisbee far off screen.

Cy rolled their eyes. “Clearly he’s defective, though.”

Jensen leaned in front of Liyah, shooting them a glare. They smiled at him and blew a quick kiss.

“Anyway,” Liyah said, starting the outro. “We’re Boys Don’t Cry, and thanks for watching!”

~~~~~

@jerzwriter @cariantha @kyra75 @gutsfics @inlocusmads @lilyoffandoms

#jensen valentine #aliyah #cyrus cy #band au #open heart mc

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lylethewaterguy · 1 year

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Some of my favourite dc characters and songs that remind me of them because i felt like it:

Oliver Queen/Green Arrow: Island - Miley Cyrus

Sounds obvious I know, but it really fits him perfectly with his love/hate relationship to the island.

“And I won’t lie, it sure gets lonely here at night - But no one here needs nothing from me, and it’s kinda nice”

Roy Harper/Arsenal: Archer - Taylor Swift

This one also seems very obvious based on the title but I also think it just suits Roy and everything he’s been through both with addiction and with losing so many people close to him.

“I’ve been the archer - I’ve been the prey - Screaming, who could ever leave me, darling? - But who could stay?”

Dick Grayson/Nightwing: Vampire - Olivia Rodrigo

This song is 100% Dick (/Jason) thinking about Bruce and you cannot convince me otherwise.

“And every girl I ever talked to said that you were bad, bad news - You called them crazy, God I hate the way I called them crazy too - You’re so convincing - How do you lie without flinching”

Justice League International: Americana - Jonas Brothers

No thoughts, just vibes. I don’t know why but this song is how I feel when reading or thinking about the JLI.

“We’re gonna get home when we get home”

Beatriz Da Costa/Fire and Tora Olafsdotter/Ice: Green Green Grass - George Ezra

Both perfect colour wise but also captures their partners in crime energy super well I think.

“Green, green grass - Blue, blue sky - You better throw a party on the day that I die”

Scott Free/Mister Miracle: God Must Hate Me - Catie Turner

This is mainly based on the 2018 existential crisis Barbie Scott (aka my favourite Scott).

“Same hands that made the moon and the stars - Got carpal tunnel and forgot some parts - I don’t know what I believe - But it’s easier to think - He made a mistake with me”

Ted Kord/Blue Beetle: Groundhog Day - Em Beihold

I just feel like Ted is a very stuck in the past, doesn’t really have a place in the present, character and this song perfectly encapsulates that.

“I just wanna drive away - But I don’t have a car, so I guess I gotta stay - And it’s easy to say I’m okay - Up and down these emotional waves”

Michael Jon Carter/Booster Gold: Used To Be Young - Miley Cyrus

Modern/post 2007 dad Booster thinking back to his days with the JLI.

“You tell me time has done changed me - That’s fine, I had a good run - I know I used to be crazy - That’s cause I used to be young”

Michael Jon Carter/Booster Gold: DEAD FRIENDS - Demi Lovato

Feels somewhat self explanatory.

“I miss the hell we can’t raise, I miss the time we can’t waste - I miss the texts they can’t send, I miss my dead friends”

Michael Jon Carter/Booster Gold and Ted Kord/Blue Beetle: Loved You Before - Peach PRC

They gay.

“Two complementary colors - The winter, the spring and summer - Forever just lost lovers that keep getting rediscovered”

(I thought about including songs from musicals but then I figured there’s so many more so that’s be better for a separate post)

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Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 93

Nord VERSE? Hmmm ... where's this going, then? Reboots? Oh gods ... a million dollar idea? Yeah, and worth NONE of the pennies ... an "impendent" woman? What's that, then? "Crusty" ... yeah ... ohj boy ... wow, even Ashley can't keep a straight face ... oh wow, this is just THOROUGHLY derailing itself ... that was ... yeah ... so awful ... XD

Matt's evacuating the seat! Alert! Alert! Aabria has arrived! Yay!

FINALE of the Crownkeepers? Oh fuck ... not a good sign ... not at all ... AAAAAAAAAAND just stright into it ...

Aabria vows to knock away Matt's Bless no matter what ...

Ojh boy ... Dorian and Dariax are the only ones with ANY idea of what's going on and even then the ain't seeing the same thing ... oof ... meanwhile the Spider Queen is DETERMINED to finish this NOW and it's really not good ...

Wow ... Opal is currently trying to TALK THIS EVIL DEMONIC BITCH OUT OF MURDERING EVERYBODY ... yeah ...

Yeah, reckon it's safe to sday Spider Queen IS scared. ALL the gods will be scared right now ... oh, so she's gonna kill two of them NO MATTER WHAT? Oh no, THAT'S not at all acceptable ...

Did Opal REALLY just SPRITZ the Spider Queen? You spritz Lolth? You spritz her like the cat?

14 points of Psychic damage? ARGH ARGH ARGH ...

She ATTACKS hope? Now that's just CRUEL ...

Dick-adjacent? Hmmm ... Morrighan, what are you planning? Oh, she's gonna cast Bane on the spiders? Okay ... yeah, do it, do it ... yeah, no, spiders are NOT insightful beasts ... ABSOLUTELY hits ... ooh, Divine Smite? Yeah ... no, spiders are just NATURALLY armoured, it's an exoskeleton ... a weird fluorescent purpleness? Huh? Oh fuck, she's ENRAGED IT ... and it's SPITTING on her ... shit! Oh thank the gods for that dex save ... that was almost SO BAD ... yeah, KILL that horrid beasty ... another Divine Smite? Yeah ...

"Fuck Aabria"? Yeah, 6th Edition IS "weirdly mean" ... LOL

Whoa! Inspiration! Always cool ... WHY are you fighting? Hmmm ... oh okay, a godly lore dump ... maybe not the BEST time for this ... oh, so it has direct relevance, of course it does ... Georgina? Oh yeah, Opal's original name, okay, that's cool ... also O.O ... gods yes, TELL HER!!! And now she's just getting WARNED OFF in immense fear ... wow ...

Dorian! Help you bro! Oh, so the Double D are inventing baeball? Hmmm ... Chromatic Orb? Whoa ... Doirian bringing out the big guns! Oh yeah, I should THINK 26 would hit to spider ... 17 points of Thunder damage ... oh wait, WHAT? And now Matt literally MANIFESTS Dariax ... oh wait ... NO, not Cyrus! Shit! Now HE'S taking all that voltage too ... fuck ... yeah, Dorian just IMMEDIATELY flies to his brother ... or AS CLOSE as he can get this turn ... bloody game mechanics! Wow, and now the illusion's REALLTY doing a major number on him ...

Fy'ra CANNOT see Opanl ... this is not useful ... oh boy ... offered an ultimatum by OMISSION by the Wildmother ... hmm ... DOES SHE give herself over ENTIRELY? Yeah, okay, this is just getting heavy ... godly familial discord ... hmm ... spending a ki point might do it, yeah ... oh yeah, Fy'ra is CRAZY smart ... okay, and now she's JUMPING ON OPAL HEAD-ON ... oh boy this feels SO DUMB for such a smart lady ... Step of the Wind, then ... and FIREBALL?!!! Holy fuck ... but Opal COUNTERSPELLS ... crap! yeah, I'm not surprised that Fy'ra's actually RELIEVED that didn't work ...

Fy'ra shouts "I accept!" and Dariax is now extremely confused ...

The Darkness is dispelled? Okay ... that's a relief, at least ...

It's Ted's turn? interesting ... yeah, Ted's just going to BACK HER UP right now, right? Please? Oh, right, sounds like that's NOT a good idea, then ... crap ... so Opal speaks to the others ... oh balls, THIS doesn't sound good, what's happening NOW? O.O No, not the Double D! Oh wait, no, that's not so bad ... make them make out, that's not so bad ... oh ... please be gentle,. Opal, please just ... do what you can ... "Just walk away. Go see Orym." Oh yes ... that might do it ... yes, this IS totally a mercy right now ...

Whoa ... the spell lasts for TWENTY-FOUR HOURS?!!! Holy fuck ...

NOW Ted's going ... oh shit ... a Crit Fail? Ouch ... yup, Ted's loose ... balls, no, not the reverse psychology ... oh yeah, she's TOTALLY unleashing on Morrighan now ... THREE attacks? Fuck ... one miss, but the next hits high and ... OH FUCK ... a bloody NAT20 ... 21 points of slashing damage from the first ... oof ... and another 23 points of THE WORST possible damage, that is some NASTY sounding shit ... AND a con save ... crap, yeah now she's POISONED ... the effects of THAT are pending, apparently ... but somehow she STILL has her Haste on ... amazing ...

Now it's Opal's turn ... very gently she casts Banishing Smite on her ... oh wow ... on the back of her knees? How the hell is she gonna do that? Oh, it doesn't hit anyway ... hmmm ... oh, so it DOESN'T cast yet ... but ... sdo wait, it's still primed but she can't actually USE IT? Huh? I'm so confused now ...

Dariax is DEFINITELY trapped in the spell, clearly ... so he's just casting Cure Wounds instead ... yeah ... 23 points back to everybody? Nice ... and now he's booking it away as fast as he can ...

Matt FINALLY remembers the Wizzkids plug! Yay!

Cyrus is being IMPALED by spiderlegs? Fuck ... wait ... is he DEAD?!!! Are you fucking KIDDING ME?!!!

The other spider jabs Morrighan while she's distracted? Ouch ... oh ... NO!!! NOT THE GEMS!!! SHIT!!! And now Opal no longer remembers her original name? Oh man ...

Whoa ... Fy'ra's taking a seriously LETHAL wound? NO!!! NO NO NO ... fuck this is so bad ...

Holy fuck ... Opal DOES NOT KNOW WHO TED IS ANYMORE?!!! SERIOUSLY?!!!

Oh what the fuck is THIS SHIT?!!! Oh that's just SO WRONG ...

Cyrus REALLY IS out? Fuck ... a Death Save with disadventage? Crap ... yeah, he is now DYING ...

The new MEGA spider atacks Cyrus ... an AUTO Crit? Really? Fuck ... no ... Cyrus is DEAD. Fuck ... no ... no no no ...

Morrighan IMMEDIATELY senses that, as she would, of course ... yeah ... oh man ... the Matron is HIDING the worst of the knowledge from her ... oh man again ... she pulls a Rabbit Hop and goes STRAIGHT for the big ass spider ... full charge ... two attacks, both hit ... another Divine Smite ... of course ... just the WRATH of the Matron ... yeah, she EVISCERATES this thing on the spot ... yeah, definitely, no glory, this is just COLD ... but she grabs the last of the dick gems, at least ... what does she see? What memories are saved?

Erica is just DESTROYED right now, totally ...

Yeah ... Cyrus was a moron, but he was OUR moron, and he was such a total sweetheart ...

Oh wow ... the fight's just GONE from her now, Morrighan just wants to run ... oh, that's ... FASCINATING ... so she takes Cyrus with her as she goes, because she's a Paladin of the Matron ... wow ...

EMOTIONAL DAMAGE indeed ... yeah, Dorian is just BREAKING ... his brother's dead, what do we EXPECT?!!! Yup, that's it, he's just leaving same as Dariax ... 7th Level Geass? Huh?

Oh, it HITS ... holy fuck ... this thing has to KEEP ATTACKING the Spider Queen for A WHOLE YEAR, without ANY chance to shake off the compulsion ..., holy fuck ...

Yeah, the Spider Queen is PISSED ...

But Dorian's grief is TOO STRONG ... wow ...

Oh shit ... how much IS Fy'ra actually aware of right now? Is she on her own in carrying on the fight right now? Opal is just BEGGING HER TO MESS HER UP AS MUCH AS SHE CAN ... okay ... this is about to go SO BAD ... wow ... Anjali is SO ANGRY right now, she really is ... whoa ... Fy'ra just GRABS THE FUCKING CROWN ... she completely NAILS the strength chekc ... are you kidding me is she REALLY just ripping that evil thing off right now?

Matt is so completely in the zone right now, clearly ... the boy has ONE functioning braincell right now ...

Negotiations? What?

Circlet of Barbed Vision? Wow ...

Oh wow, I love how snarky Lolth is all of a sudden ... XD

DO NOT roll below a 20, Anjali ... a TWO? What? Oh fuck ... wait, okay, maybe this is salvagable ... 9 points of piercing damage ...

So this is a take them both or not at all kind of situation? Interesting ... Intimidation check with advantage? Okay ... with Matt's help, then ... 21 ... nice ... oh wait, is this ACTUALLY WORKING?

Opal doesn't want this for her, but she has NO CHOICE in the matter right now ... oh yeah, this is just HAUNTING all of a sudden ...

Soooo creepy, Aabria ...

Oh yeah, that's it, there's NO WAY Fy'ra's leaving her now ... this is getting SO VERY TRAGIC ...

Wow, the Spider Queen REALLY doesn't like the Wildmother AT ALL, does she? LOL

Dariax is now AT THE BOTTOM of the cliff ... and he sees Cyrus dead ... oh fuck ... oh yeah, he's off, definitely ...

This really IS IT ... the end of the Crownkeepers ... fuck ...

And now for a very painful epilogue ...

Dorian and Dariax head for Zephrah ... yeah, of course they do ... they're just moving in silence, then ... okay ... then the Compulsion's gone ... hmmm ...

Yup, the bigger picture takes hold once more ... fucking Ludinus ... and then they're there, in Zephrah ...

NOW they finally get to start mourning at last ... ouch ... "tropes" ... oh, here we go ... ah yeah, here we go, BARD LESSONS ... XD

Matt: "It is awful." Aabria: "Fuck you, gimme a Performance check!" Matt (rolls): "It's not as awful as you'd think!"

Oh boy ... Dariax's first public busking session ... I am SO nervous right now ... wait ... what ... IS HE RUNNING OUT on Dariax? Are you kidding me? Please tell me he's not doing that ...

Oh, I see ... he's just being anonymous in the moment ... drinking it all in ... this place ... it's beautiful ... oh, and it's KEYLETH!!! Hey! And she SEES HIM anyway, even though he's invisible ... and NODS ... oh ... wow ...

And now THIS is where she chooses to call it for this session ... wow ... I mean it's beautiful ... but now Aabria's gone ... nuts ...

Time for a break, then ...

Soooooo ... it's just Robbie left, at the table ... hmmm ... I guess that means it's just Dorian and Dariax alone here, then ...

Keyleth's now speaking to him directly ... okay ... that's just so totally Keyleth, straight to mothering mode ... I love her so much ...

Here we go, yeah ... just tell her everything, Dorian, she'll understand ... oh yeah, could they get Cyrus' body back? yes ... good, that's good ... meanwhile these two DEFINITELY need to just recharge, clearly ...

Oh yes, and TOTALLY they need to get to Orym and Fearne ... yes ... but yes, rest and resupply, definitely ... and yes, of course she's happy to indulge them in both. I really do love her so much ... oh yeah, it makes total sense that Dorian responds so positively to this. Yeah ...

"A shared solace and grief" ... oh yeah, totally ... makes perfect sense ... meanwhile ... oh yeah, she's still got a lot to deal with, definitely ...

Dorian receives Orym's Sending Stone message ... wow ... and he responds: "I'll be there." Oh man ...

Oh, okay ... looks like this might be their chance to tag along ...

Ah yeah ... this is A LOT to dump on him all in one go, surely ... and an invitation, yeah ... he doesn't hesitate, either ... oh, here we go, resupply such as they can in the time, at least ...

The tree! Yeah, here we go ... and it opens up ... yeah, so they're going RIGHT NOW, definitely ... straight through, then ...

Ruidus in the sky ... great ... that's still as creepy as ever ...

"Seven figures"? Wait ... already? Really?

They're all there ... but ... no ... no, they're not ... that one's NOT somebody he knows. FCG's not there ... oh man ...

HERE THEY ARE!!! BACK AT THE TABLE!!! WITH ROBBIE!!!

Proper reunion ... it's been SO LONG, but FINALLY ... SQUEEEEEE!!!

Orym doesn't even WAIT, does he? He just jumps right on him. Fearn's close behind ...

Catching up ... yeah ... and now ... oh fuck ... broaching the subject of their loss ... their fallen comrade ... oh man ...

Ah yeah ... Evoroa ... this'll be interesting ... nobody here's seen a Bormodo, after all ... wow ... that is SO OBNOXIOUS of Dorian ... WOW ... but he likes her. Awwww ... :3

Yeah ... how DOES the situation lie right now? Yeah, reckon they COULD use some rest after what they just went through ...

oooh, this is NICE ... cosy comfy, just what the doctor ordered ...

Cool transformation ... yeah, she;s definitely showing off a little there ... points for a dramatic entrance, at least ...

Dorian tells them what happened ... yeah ... this is ... a whole lot of heaviness ...

And then the story of FCG's last stand ... man ...

Aww, the crystal dancer! Awwwwwwwww ... :3 Yeah, Dorian would TOTALLY love that ...

BOO PREDATHOS!!! Yes.

And now Laudna's pulling out dead stuff ... it's business as usual for Dorian again ... he loves her but she makes him uncomfortable! It's adorable! :3

Is he staying? Dorian: "If you'll have me." YAY!!!

Ashton: "This is how ska starts." XD

The conversation just got a whole lot more serious ... oof ...

Oh yeah ... Deni$e ... yeah ... XD ...

The pronunciation of Predathos ... oh, I love it ...

They need drink. Lots of drink. Drink is necessary ... much alcohol, please ... nice one, Ashton.

Ashton interrupts Keyleth and Evoroa's conversation. Hmmm ... wow ... that was brief and intense and ... interesting ... back to alcohol ...

Ah yes ... the changes in Ashton and Fearne both ... yeah ...

Yes. To Letters ... time to get shitfaced ...

And that is it for the night. Perfect place for it, really ...

Adn ROBBIE'S BACK!!! I'm so happy ... it's been TOO LONG ...

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Taylor Swift appeared in my dreams two hundred thirty six times times where we got married eight times and had a baby and she kissed me three times and she said I love you to me and I carried her in my arms and we had sex on the first dream and then we had sex again four times and I had a wet dream where I was rubbing my dick against her ass and I skeeted in my pants and she was yelling at the top of her lungs that we were married cause she was so excited to tell everyone we were married and she got naked and got in bed with me and then she took me shopping and we started making out and she said she'd have sex with me and we dated over two hundred times and I was living at her house and I manifested her with my omnipotence and grabbed her ass and she was living at my house and then we held hands — she doesn't like holding hands, but she still held my hand.

Sydney Sweeney appeared in my dreams seven times where we got married seven times in a row and I was living at her house and I was getting along really well with her parents, which is cute to me because I like her parents.

Olivia Rodrigo appeared in my dreams where we were dating.

Katy Perry appeared in my dreams five times where we got married four times in a row and she was flirting with me in the fifth dream.

Billie Eilish appeared in my dreams fourteen times where we got married twice and we had sex twice and we were dating five times and she kissed me ten times.

Jenna Lynn Meowri appeared in my dreams three times where we were dating three times.

Natalie Levin appeared in my dream once and in that dream, we were dating and she was paying my bills for me, even though I never asked her to.

Gigi Hadid appeared in my dreams three times where she looked at me in a really beautiful way where I knew she likes me because my dreams reveal your intentions.

Zara Larsson appeared in my dreams twelve times we got married in the first dream and then I got her pregnant and we had a baby in the second dream and then we got married again in the third dream and then in the fourth dream, I went to her concert.

Lana Del Rey appeared in my dreams twice where she came over to my house and sat there in my bedroom like a sexy little sex kitten just waiting for a kiss.

Miley Cyrus appeared in my dreams where she was trying to talk me into getting her pregnant and we were in bed together twice and she came over to my house and we were like cooking spaghetti and showering together and it was romantic.

Grimes Claire Boucher appeared in my dreams three times where we had sex and I skeeted in her pussy and got her pregnant.

Angelina Jolie appeared in my dream once where I was having a party in my bedroom and she came and sat on my lap in a sexy way and I stuck my hand in her pants and it was sexy as fuck.

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I saw you write cyrus?Could you write cyrus x male reader smut your writing is GOOD (keep it up)👍

Cyrus x Male Reader SMUT minors DNI

If there was something you really loved doing, it was making Cyrus your little slut.

That cold calculated demeanor he shows to everyone is pretty normal. You joke that he came into this world with a permanent scowl on his face. He scoffs and turns his head away from you, but entices you by offering a cup of tea. Cyrus is definitely a weird guy. Came flying down from a portal from who knows where and kinda...hasn't left you since. He always leaves for a while, but comes back like a stray but loyal Meowth.

Cyrus tries to control himself. He can be stronger than this. But he can't get enough of you, the way he feels when you fuck him. It's just too addicting. His former devoted life to creating a new world made him celibate, thinking it was impure. But now that he's been fucked good and properly, the thoughts of you fucking him was plaguing his mind. The tea is left forgotten by the porch as you two get situated back inside. He's sitting on your lap, grinding his tented pants against yours as he kisses you hungrily. Cyrus was never a man of words when you had sex with him, usually prompting with gestures and cues instead to convey his hunger. Getting impatient, Cyrus gets on his knees and unzips your pants and belt, your cock hardens as it hits the cold air, rising to its half length, but soon it's rewarded by Cyrus's warm and wet mouth. He starts by licking from the base to the tip, before swirling the head of your cock with his tongue in slow, deliberate swirls. Your cock swells and hardens as he presses a kiss to it, before diving in at a modest pace. His mouth is great but his ass is even better, with how tightly his body tries to milk you. But this time he insisted on treating you so you get to enjoy yourself a blowjob from your blue haired whore. It doesn't take long for your dick to get hard at its full length, Cyrus tries to take more of it, relaxing his jaw properly and breathing through his nose before he's able to kiss your crotch as he deep throats you, his lips meeting your base. He does this again, going as far as he can to deep throat you but you can't help yourself, you buck your hips into his mouth and he lets out a loud, gurgled moan. Cyrus tries to pull his head back, to protest that he was in charge, but you took hold of his head and pressed him all the way down, reminding him who was in charge. His eyes roll back when you do this, the usually stoic man completely unable to control his emotions. You pull him off to let him breath and he sits there on his knees, letting out gasping moans. You purse your lips as you wipe away one of his tears, asking if Puppy had enough. He closes his mouth and shakes his head immediately, looking at you with big begging eyes. Before you could say more, Cyrus immediately begins to strip, taking off his pants and pressing your shoulders back onto the sofa. He struggles for a moment in getting the butt plug out of him but once he does he's primed and ready for you, just waiting to be fucked. He lubes your cock as you finger his ass, just to make sure. He then turns around before pressing your fucking fat cock into him, you don't meet any resistance but it's still nice, tight, and sweet. So fucking indulgent. He was going at a slow and steady pace, you just get to sit back and enjoy yourself. The sensation of his skin meeting yours when your hips meet, paired with how tight his internal walls were, it was good. it could be better. So you take Cyrus and put him in a new position. With your hands keeping him steady, you pummeled his tight little hole repeatedly, over and over. The usually quiet man falls apart into incoherent moans and begging. This always happens when Cyrus tries to "take charge." You just wrestle your way to be his proper top to fuck him nice and well. With your cock fucking him this hard and fast, it's no surprise that Cyrus gets close to cumming. You can tell with how his voice gets strained. When he cums, his body milks your cock, but you keep fucking him through his orgasm, not giving him a chance to rest as you aggressively chase your own high. You do happen to have better stamina than Cyrus, so you're expected to be there for a while. At least until you're satisfied.

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