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@thewritetofreespeech
Would you write about Arsenal getting a panic attack after a successful mission and the ways his vigilant girlfriend will help him through? Thank you
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He was fine. They were fine. Everyone was fine.
Even though Roy knew everyone was safe and the mission was a success, he could still feel his mind spiraling downward. Like some primal reaction he couldn’t get ahold of. Like falling down a well and trying to grip the smooth, wet sides as the world got narrower & darker in his vision.
Apparently, [Y/N] noticed something was wrong. Standing so close to him it was likely hard to miss the vacant, long-eyed stare and uptick in his breathing. Roy can hear them calling his name, but it sounds muffled. Like the well was taking that away from him too.
His vision then righted a bit as [Y/N] stepped in front of him. No longer miles away but still unclear. They then very calmly tell him to breath and then ask, “what are 5 things you see right now?”
“Uh….tree…grass…Jason…you…dirt.”
“Good. What are 4 things you can feel?”
“I uh…ground…under my feet.” His boots subconsciously shift. The gravel moving loose under them. “My palms are sweaty.” Probably from the fight. Maybe from the cold sweats that formed on them. “My shirt is itchy.” His uniform wasn’t usually uncomfortable but right now everything felt itchy. Too close. Too much. “My nose hurts.” Oh yeah. He got punched.
“What are 3 things you hear?”
“Birds.” They were far away but Roy could hear them coming back from the distance of the tree line. “Metal. What the hell is Jason yelling about?” He could hear his friend arguing with Kori about something, as the princess used her superhuman strength to sift through the rubble. The metal sound being cars brushed out of her way.
“What are 2 things you smell?”
“Cordite.” Also likely from Jason. But maybe from his own exploding arrows. “Dust.” The 4 of you had kicked up a lot.
“Good, good. Now, what can you taste?”
Roy scrunched his face at the silly question, but then his tongue tasted copper. “Blood. Am I bleeding??”
“A little.” [Y/N] told him as they carefully reached forward to brush the blood from his nose. “Are you ok now?”
“Yeah. I’m alright.” Roy said. Taking another deep breath, a much calmer one this time, and fixing his hat. “Thanks.”
“Don’t mention it.”
[Y/N] reached out again, this time to take his hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze. Roy returned it. Feeling grounded again through the exercise and their touch.
He was fine. They were fine. Everyone was fine. The danger was over now and they could go home. Everything was fine.
Ewan Mitchell as Aemond Targaryen in the HotD season 3 trailer
Can I request Jace in house of the dragon trying new things in the bedroom with his wife and they try mutual masturbation.
Jace is actually quite nervous about trying new things in the bedroom.
He is not as well versed as his step-relatives with the brothels; growing up mostly away from King's Landing and genuinely being focused on being the Targaryen heir in the future.
His wife has been his only one.
Their sex life has been frequent enough but Jace is no fool.
He can tell that not all of their couplings are as transcendent for her as they are for him.
A woman's body is complicated, his mother once told him.
It was actually Rhaenyra suggestion that sparked the topic. The barest hint of a suggestion, that Jace took and ran with.
It is an awkward conversation, as his lady bride is equally lost outside of the basic mechanics as she came a maid into their bedroom.
But she is willing to try. Which is something Jace loves about her.
Watching her naked body move under the dim light of the candles & fire.
Watching her hands roam over her breasts and stroke her inner thighs.
Teasing herself open with quiet gasps.
All of it excites Jace. And, without even realizing, he moved his hand to his own member as it swelled.
His face turned red when he realized she was watching him too.
How he stroked himself. Which spot seemed to make his hips jump that little more. Calculating and kind as she watch.
Jace stops himself from cumming as he is too embarrassed to spill in his hand in front of his wife. Though it is a hard task when he see's her cum before him.
He crawls over on the bed and slides into her already wet & waiting entrance.
Getting in a few thrusts before he eventually cums inside her.
Jace may not like to try new things, but this one he would be open to trying again.
first time kissing Nanami ? Maybe they also dated a bit before too.
The evening had been wonderful.
A simple, quiet night of dinner & drinks followed by a light stroll leading back towards your place.
As usual, Nanami had been the perfect gentleman. Though this was your second or third date, depending on if you thought coffee counted, he made no effort to push your interactions any further. He seemed calm and confident. Not the shy, awkward boy you remembered from school, before you both went off into the real world. Nanami completely leaving for a bit, which caused you to lose touch, while you stayed.
“Thank you for tonight.” You told him when you got to your stoop. “I had a wonderful time.”
“I’m glad.” Nanami offered back. His cool aura making your cheeks heat up and knees a little weak.
The two of you make tentative plans to meet next week again, if your schedules allowed. Then, in an effort to be bold, you slowly lean in to offer Nanami a kiss. Delighted to see him lean in as well before you closed your eyes.
The kiss was soft, but supple. The two of you were still out in public, so you doubted Nanami would go for anything more aggressive. But still, it was deep enough to let you know of more passionate things to come.
The two of you part and you smile sheepishly at Nanami. “I guess a first kiss like that is worth the wait.” You tease. Thinking he would have tried to kiss you last time, but this was indeed worth the wait.
“That wasn’t our first kiss.”
You were taken by surprise at Nanami’s declaration. He seemed totally serious. And you didn’t know Nanami to be a liar but had no idea what he was taking about.
Then a vague memory came to mind. One from your school days. Hazy with time, and the little bit of drinking you had been doing with the seniors, when Gojo had pressured the two of you to kiss and you gave in just to shut him up. You barely remembered that day.
Your cheeks heated up further at the embarrassing memory of your youth and that he remembered. “You…kept on to that all this time?”
“Well, it’s a little hard to forget the first time your crush kissed you.” A startled look flashed on your face. Unaware of Nanami’s feelings back then. Nor that he would ever use the word ‘crush’. “I’m just pleased we got there. In the end.”
You offer Nanami a soft smile and nod in agreement. “Well, I won’t forget this one.” You promise as you move to step inside.
“See that you don’t.” Nanami agreed. “Although, I am happy to remind you, should you forget.”
Brooklyn Nine-Nine (2013 - 2021) ⏤ 5.10, Game Night
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Hi, can i request a headcanon for Gerhard Fra (Delico's nursery) with emotionally intelligent or affectionate (or both if you don't mind) wife? I thought it would be really sweet and funny to read
Thank you in advance :]
Gerhard would not know what to do with someone like that.
Noble life is full of polite smiles, shielded jabs, and emotionally manipulative people.
Having someone who is open & honest, who is affectionate, and who holds people accountable would be completely foreign to him.
Which is why he loves them.
His first wife (Angelico's mother) left without word or warning. So although it takes him a while to get used to, Gerhard appreciates the honesty.
If he knows what is wrong he can do something about it; even if he does so poorly at first.
They also try to develop Gerhard's emotional intelligence, but with varied success.
Gerhard is very stubborn and stuck his his ways. Angelico is more adept to the lessons though.
Yuuta Okkotsu — Jujutsu Kaisen Season 3 Episode 12
Blue lock Rin getting lost into a handhob given by his girlfriend and moaning outloud.
He had to be quiet.
The walls weren’t that thick, and he would die of embarrassment if anyone heard him. “Is that good?” Rin let out a grunt as his hips jutted forward. Pumping his dick through [Y/N]’s soft hand like a sex toy. A mirthful grin on their face.
They weren’t supposed to be together right now. Not during training. Rin’s focus was supposed to be entirely on soccer, his skills, and being the very best. Not sneaking off in the middle of the night to get jerked off by his partner. What had become of him?
“Are you close?” [Y/N] asked as they twisted their hand around his cock now. Rin moaned. Quickly covering his mouth to stifle the rest. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
[Y/N]’s hand sped up and Rin’s hips stagger to try and keep up. He came with a low groan in his chest. His cum covering his partner’s hand in a thick gunk, which they wipe off on the inside of their shirt. “Think you can get to sleep now?”
Rin nodded. Already feeling drowsy.
[Y/N] smiled, then gave him a quick kiss before they move to sneak off back to their rooms. “Next time, ask earlier. I don’t want to be doing this a 1:00 am again.”
“Ok.” Rin agreed. He might have no self-control now, but at least he could do that.
Invincible and Oliver Grayson the previous little bug boy
can you do headcanons of being thragg's favorite mate in his harem plz??? IYKYK
Thragg has no favorites.
He finds value in any mate he can breed with to restore the Viltrumite empire. Favorite implies caring.
But…Thragg does see the value in some more than others.
The Thraxans can breed quickly but Thragg has seen first hand the benefit of an Earth human mate, like you, can offer. Therefore, getting you pregnant and having you stay pregnant is a priority.
Your species is also very weak, according to Thragg. So you need more care than most.
Care. Not caring.
Meals are given to you first, after Thragg, as you need more than his other mate.
Apparently if you are not ‘comfortable’ you will complain and say that it’s bad for the baby. So, accommodations to your chambers are made to be more suitable.
You also need to be monitored for your safety.
Because you are so weak, and some of the mates Thragg has taken are petty & jealous, you have to be kept safe in his presence at all times. Even at sleep.
One did try to kill you, but Thragg literally crushed the opposition, and no direct threats have come since.
The later batch of Thraxans seem to be in awe of you, as they are Thragg. A notion he does not encourage but does not dissuade either.
Still, you are not his favorite. Only his most valuable in producing offspring for the empire.
He cares for your utility. Not you. He is certain of that……
Astarion talking with his hands
Baldur's Gate 3 (2023)
Heya!
Please write something with a naked Astarion taking refuge into her arms and he likes being surrounded by her warm body and feeling protected in her arms.
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He’d had a nightmare. But what else was knew.
One would think that, since he did not sleep like humans, Astarion would be spared such things. But when your memories were only nightmares, with your mind in a state of constant remembering for hours, it was all the same.
He jolted awake, quietly. The vampire didn’t want to alarm anyone or worse, have them ask questions. He couldn’t take the pitiful glances of ‘poor Astarion’ as he told them something about his troubled past. Didn’t they all have sad stories?
Astarion knew, however, that he wasn’t going to get back to rest any time soon. Honestly, he didn’t want to. Too afraid that his mind might pick up where it had left off or find another cruel, horrible memory.
Light as ever on his feet, Astarion stood from his tent and walked over to Tav’s corner of the camp. He didn’t try to wake them. They needed their sleep too. Just slipping in like a shadow and curling in after removing his tunic to get under their blanket. He was delighted to find the warm night in Faerûn had left them with little clothing on as well. Not for sexual reasons, although the jape was quick on his tongue if they did wake up, but so he could feel Tav’s warm skin against him.
It made him feel grounds. Made him feel present. Real.
There was a soft mummer from his bedmate, but Astarion shushed them, “go back to sleep.” Feeling their breathing reeven as they did.
He did not sleep for the rest of the night. Simply holding on to Tav like a life raft from his dreams, until morning’s warm light came and he snuck back out.
When morning officially came Tav told him, “I had the oddest dream last night,” over breakfast.
To which Astarion giggled, playing the oblivious, as he prodded for details. Never mentioning what happened or why he had been there that night.
This scene is so funny to me, because look at them! That's a "don't look at eachother because you know you'll break if you do" reaction. And that's so funny to me. Im having visions of the in court and just full body turning away from eachother as soon as Lord Whatshisface starts speaking, because they know they can handle him on their own, but if they see that the other is finding it funny, then it's game over
lOrD aShForD fUCks his SHEEEEEEEEP
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