#dagger anon

[writing-until-i-drop]

You're Married? | Drabble wc: 375

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x wife!reader (no use of y/n)

After the bird strike incident, Natasha knows who's coming to check on her but the rest of the squad is in for a surprise.

Warnings! Brief mention of past experience with homophobia and brief mention of minor injuries. Wrote this on my phone so formatting might be weird.

Requested by: 🗡️

Read the request here.

Natasha knew it was coming from the moment she ejected. She knew they would call her emergency contact and she knew you would drop what you were doing to rush to her side. She also knew you'd be mad as hell.

"Natasha Trace," The gaggle of big, strong, pilots surrounding her bed parted like the Red Sea at your angry tone. "I am too young to be a widow."

You stomped past her squad without a glance to them, focused solely on your wife, who besides a few bandages and the IV in her arm looked perfectly fine.

"You're married?" Rooster and Hangman exclaimed together, looking between Phoenix and her wife in surprise. You didn't notice, grabbing Natasha by the chin, twisting her head to get a better look at her injuries.

"Baby girl, I'm fine. Just a few bumps and scrapes,"

"Is Bob okay?" You looked around, spotting the backseater lying in the bed on the other half of the room, asleep. Your anger dissipated, always quick to start and quick to leave. "Oh, Bob."

"He's okay, just tired," Maverick assured you but you crossed the room to inspect him as well. Natasha smiled softly, watching you smooth the man's hair off his forehead.

"You're married?" Hangman asked quietly, pointing at you as if you were an apparition. "To her?"

"For two years this June," Natasha beamed proudly, pulling our her dig tags and showing the delicate silver band that hung there. "She is the love of my life."

"Damn right," You kissed Bob's forehead before rejoining your wife, kissing her on the cheek. Natasha was enjoying the look of shock on everyone's faces and by the embarrassed giggled you smothered by burying your face in Natasha's neck, she knew you were too.

"Why the secret?" Fanboy asked, eyebrow quirked. Natasha shrugged,

"Had a bad experience with a squad once when they found out I was gay."

"That won't be a problem here," Maverick said in a tone that left no room for argument. "Come on, guys, let's leave Phoenix to get lectured my the missus in private."

"No, no, you can stay," Natasha pleaded when your glare returned. "Please?"

"Not a chance," Rooster laughed. "Maybe if I had been invited to the wedding." The door wasn't even shut for five seconds before you launched into a worried tirade but Natasha took it all, holding your hand, promising that when she got cleared by the doctors, she'd show you just how fine she was.

[is-it-autistic-to]

Collect cool rocks.

--🗡️

you know damn well this is a yes it's the biggest stereotype out there

[transalphabf]

I will never forget that first time, when the covenant had been struck with your pack. I had walked to your cave under the light of the full moon, nude save for my smallclothes, silver sword strapped to my back and mating herbs to enhance my fertility clinging to my skin. I don’t kill when diplomacy is still an option, but even I was unprepared for the absolute mind shattering experience of riding a feral beasts cock. The whole pack had used me then, it was initiation. This was the binding agreement struck between my guild and the wolves a millennia ago: stay away from human settlements, and we will send our strongest to be bred. Should the pups take, well, who doesn’t enjoy a prolonged vacation in our guilds castle? We have to keep our numbers up after all. Now when it is my turn to once again service the pack, I don’t bring the silver, hell I don’t even bother with smallclothes. The coin is good, but a tapered wolf cock breaching my cervix is worth more than all the coins in the realm.

-🗡️

Who needs pay when your mind goes blank feeling your cervix being forced open on the tip of a lupine cock?

You're a good little breeder for the pack, and the Alpha is always most drawn to you, to the point where others in the pack don't even consider trying to press a claim to you when they know who your womb belongs to.

[despairimagines]

The thought of Rantaro using just his voice to rile me up is... Mm... Asking if just the sound of his voice is enough to bring me to my knees, or praising me for doing so well. Imagining him asking if I can feel how he needs me like I need him, , , , yes i have a voice and praise kink what of it (also, do you have a dagger/🗡️ anon? if not id love to be that qwp)

Okay if we made a video like those "what your favorite DR character says about you", Rantaro's would just say "you have a voice kink" -Wrench

[iwouldfuckdarkiplier]

That moment when you're horny for demon boys but you don't really know what to do so you just start drooling over Dark -🗡(is this emoji taken yet?)

[candiedmingyu]

hh okay so CEO!minghao. he’s the owner of a very exclusive fashion company, and every day to work he wears these elegant, terribly expensive suits. and you’re his assistant,,,and things become so heated between you two that one day he finally fucks you on his imported mahogany desk...i’m sweating woof -🗡

okay so imagine getting the filing wrong one day and he calls you to his office to talk about it,he’d be angry that you could have possibly ruined a business deal for the company and he’d be leaning against his desk,wearing the most beautifully tailored suit and running his hands through his hair asking what you were going to do to fix the problem,,you’d be blushing and fiddling with the hem of your shirt assuring him that you’d do anything and everything to fix the problem,,he’d push himself of his desk and stride over to you cupping your cheeks and with a cock of his eyebrow he’d ask ‘’anything?’’,,your confidence would sky rocket and you’d lean up to close the distance between you,,,he’d have you face down on his desk in no time,spanking your ass as he pounded into you,he’d be telling you how long he’s been waiting to do this and how gorgeous you were,,you’d be moaning so much as he grabbed your hips and pulled you back to meet his thrusts,he’d be calling you his good boy/girl and tell you how well you were taking your boss’s cock,,

[lovenotesuggestions]

i think i have a crush on this boy that i’ve known for like two years and idk how to feel about :/ he always send me mixed signals, but i can’t seem to get over him. :( -🗡

this is 🗡 anon, again! i can’t remember if i gave the mixed signals that he sends me, but the same thing happened today, so i thought i’d share. he constantly like “picks on me” like he always talks about me being so small and how my hands are so tiny. and then he randomly puts his arm around me while we’re walking through school. not sure if this means anything, but i guess it does to me. he does this and he’ll be all touchy but then he’ll talk to me about how all these girls like him :(((

i guess i’m asking what i should do ? should i tell him how i feel or wait it out? part of me wants to cut the bullshit and just tell him, but we’re good friends right now so the other part of me is scared that i’ll ruin that if he doesn’t feel the same?? it’s a frustrating situation. -🗡

The friendly picking on you and the physical affection could absolutely be a sign that he likes you, so I don’t think you’re reading into nothing. And him saying that other girls like him isn’t necessarily a sign that he isn’t interested - it could be for instance him trying to show off or make you jealous, or him simply talking to you as a friend about what’s going on in his life. But of course I couldn’t say for certain what his behaviour means based on just this description, so take this with a grain of salt. 

As for what you should do, if you feel like you want to tell him so that there’s no more of this worrying about what he feels and stressing over mixed signals, then that’s an okay thing to do. It’s normal to worry a little about how doing that will affect your friendship, but it’s actually way less likely to hurt the friendship than people often think - I’ve talked about this more in this post. I can’t tell you what exactly you should do, but if that is what you want to do so you can stop worrying about it and get an answer either way, then it’s probably less of a risk than you might fear. 

I hope whatever you decide, that things go well for you 💗

[selfships-in-spanish]

BfdmbNDKEBSKSN ID LITERALLY DIE FOR YOUR MAFIA AU MIUS ITS DANGEROUS AND SHARP SEDUCTIVE AND CHEEKY. THEYD LAY THE WORLD AT HER FEET IF SHED SIMPLY ASK, CUT IT OPEN AND LEAVE IT BARE TO DO AS SHE PLEASED. BUT NOT FOR NOTHING- NO- THEY DESIRE MORE- THEY DONT JUST WANT TO SERVE, TO PLEASE THE APPLE OF THEIR EYE, THEY WANT TO POSSESS HER, CONSUME HER AND LET HER CONSUME THEM. TO HAVE AND TO HOLD. (1/2)

(TO LOVE AND BE LOVED YET THEY ARE YET TO DISCOVER THIS DESIRE) THEY ARE THE SNAKES TO HER EDEN. TEMPTATION AND DESIRE AND A BEAUTY THAT BEGOTS SIN. IN SUMMARY I LOVE THE MAFIA AU!!! (2/2) 🔪dagger anon

DAGGER ANON

HOW DO YOU DARE TO SNATCH MY WIG LIKE THIS

Please come back to do so whenever you please okay thank you.

BUT FUCKKKKKK YEEEEESSSSSS

They want her, both willing to share. She’s like a tiny ray of sunshine peeking after a storm, hopeful, warm, and they need that. 

They have a dangerous game indeed. She knows what their profession is, how unlikely is for hers to get along with theirs, but it’s like a magnetic pull. She can’t help but let herself drift closer and closer to them as the brothers take her apart every time with their eyes. They treat her as their queen, worship her with the upmost veneration.

They want to possess her indeed, make her theirs, as they are hers. They will never do anything Ona doesn’t want, but if she gives in the brothers are going to give her the entire world and beyond. They love her even if they do not recognise the name of this emotion they are feeling.

They are the snakes of her eden indeed. Connor tempts her with those honeyed words, those whispered promises. Richard shows her how well she fits at their side, being the perfect equilibrium between them. 

She’d be lying at herself if she said she didn’t want any of this, didn’t want them. The snakes already bit her flesh and now their exhilarating venom is running wild through her entire body.

“Yes”