i actually like when boys come fast. it’s the cutest thing and not shameful at all. like i will just make you come again. don’t hold back on me. we can do it again; and again and again and again, until you can’t remember what day of the week it is and don’t know whether you want me to stop or keep going
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Maglor Feanorian's fingernails dug into Uldor's skin. A poppy bloomed and trickled down his neck.
Uldor struggled for air, trying to catch a breath as the grip around his neck tightened and every inhale sent his lung in a spasm of pain. Blood soaked his garments like ruby dye.
“I don’t think you understand, Easterling,” said Maglor Feanorian, sharply yet effortlessly, melodic voice ringing cold and merciless as ice.
Each syllable sliced into Uldor's consciousness as if it was ripping through his skull. He trembled as the waves of power shook the ground below him, the very rocks crumbling in submission beneath the singer's feet.
Maglor Feanorian leaned in, a certain slyness dotting his tone. “You see, the reason why I am my brother's servant is not because I am weak."
He twisted the knife in Uldor's side. Uldor choked out a cry as it burned, digging like fire in his insides. Crimson splattered all over the Feanorian's face, none of which were his own.
Maglor Feanorian smiled a bloodied grin. “I am his executioner.”
You felt Hong Lu press his lips against your cheek as he pulled you closer to his body; a cheerful expression on his face as he peppered your cheek with kisses.
"Hong Lu!" you whined as you placed your hand on his face and weakly tried to push him away in a playful attempt to annoy him. "Stop kissing my cheek, you tease!"
He hummed, pulling away from your face just a little as he looked at you; deep in thought. It wasn't long before he broke out into a grin and nodded. "If you insist~" he crooned, pulling away a little bit more before he cupped your face in his hands and started peppering it with kisses without any shame.
"Wha— hey! You're so annoying!" you laughed, once again trying to push his face away from you but putting no real strength in it.
"Says who?" he pressed another kiss to your cheek before pulling away with a smile on his lips. "You? I don't believe you simply because you seem to be enjoying my attention~"
"I am, yes. But I want you to kiss somewhere else!" You pointed at your lips.
"Oh? I see..."
Hong Lu's eyes glinted with mischief as he leaned in again; his lips brushing against yours before he swiftly pulled back and pressed his lips to your nose instead, kissing it gently. "There! Was that what you wanted?"
You couldn't stop the laugh that escaped your lips. "You're such a tease! Kiss me properly!"
"My bad," he grinned before placing his hand on the back of your head and tilting it a little before he placed his lips on your neck and kissed it lightly. "Was that the kiss you wanted~?"
"My lips, I said my lips!" you whined, playfully tugging at his hair. "Kiss me there!"
"Fine fine," he chuckled as he rolled his eyes. He leaned in once more, and this time, you felt his lips pressing against yours. Properly, too, as he brought you a little closer to him; his other arm wrapping around your waist comfortably as he did so. He pulled away a few seconds later, but not before sneaking in another quick kiss. "Happy?"
"Yes, happy."
He rolled his eyes again before guiding you over to the bed in his room. He sat down before pulling you down on his lap; his chest pressing against your back as he hugged you tightly. "This is nice," he mumbled as he nuzzled your hair with his cheek, letting out a sigh of satisfaction as he did so.
You thought that he'd continue kissing you instead of being so... gentle with you and just holding you in his arms. This wasn't the first time he did something like this, but it always managed to catch you by surprise whenever he did. You couldn't help but worry a little bit.
"What's wrong?" you asked, adjusting your position on his lap a little so you could look him in the eyes.
Seeing this, he hastily pecked your cheek before looking at you with a gentle smile. "Nothing's wrong, I just wanted to cuddle~"
"If you say so..." Honestly, you didn't know what you were expecting when you asked that question, not to mention that him being in a cuddly mood was a win for you as much as it was a win for him so you weren't going to complain.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and nuzzled the crook of it in the same way he had done to you moments prior. He giggled in response before lying down on the bed with you on top of him. He let out another sigh as his grip on you tightened, but not painfully.
"I hope you know that you're stuck with me for the rest of the day now because I'm not letting go~" he teased.
You rolled your eyes in response. "As if I hate cuddling you..."
"I know. It's impossible for you to hate anything that has to do with me."
Your boyfriend was too smug for his own good, that you were sure of.
I DONT write but this is some Old Outsider!AU of a slightly more realistic scenario in which a Terrifying Military Warlord having 100% Control over a Peaceful Mediator is to (everybody else) an entirely Unpleasant and Unhealthy scenario and to TurnTapp and Saparata they are entirely in love and the Covenant are a bunch of loyal Wolves to what is now Theirs.
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Jonsie is a loyal Soldier of the Cass Coalition- he is Really - though he’s not exactly a model Soldier- more like a scout.
If you asked him about it- he’d tell you he was a soldier and that he has all the training and experience required to be a soldier- but if he pulled you aside later and told you he wasn’t all that good at combat and he was much better at running and sneaking then that was Private and you shouldn’t tell anybody else
He’s nervous though- scouting the newly opened isle of Yggdrasil is terrifying and exhausting in ways he hadn’t imagined- and easier than previous thought.
The days are scorching- without lush and lively trees around to provide shade- the volcano has full reign over the temperature of the day and it seems inclined to flirt with the sun on who can make the Earth Boil the most. The same could be said for the night as the vast and inhospitable Tundra to the north appears to try and Woo the Moon with its frosty winds and rushing gales over the plains. Ice forms on all available surfaces and then melt almost immediately as soon as the sun begins to peak over the horizon- temporarily creating a muddy and Slippery and dangerous mess on the entire island for a short period before it dries.
Which means that when he attempts to reach higher ground- his foot slips in the ungodly death trap that is This Entire Island and precedes to tumble ass over teakettle down an outcropping of mud, throwing out curses and ‘Ouches’ in equal measure, he doesn’t expect to land above a lower plateau- a plateau in which he spots several figures down below in.
From his position sprawled out unceremoniously above, he can’t quite make out who they are until he gets his wits about him-Finally- and crouches low to get a better look. What he sees steals his breath and causes his stomach to clench.
A bright bleeding sword with golden Hilts greets him as he spies their bannered shields- it’s a newly familiar and newly terrifying symbol of The Covenant. There are several warriors each one tall and proud and decked head to toe in Netherite.They’re in a sort of Circle- forming a ring around an another figure. And when Jonsie scrambles to take out his spyglass- the figure moves just enough that he can see Who it is that’s surrounded.
Much smaller than the towering Killers around him, wearing white robes much too thin to their Impenetrable Netherite Armor and looking terribly Vulnerable because of it- is Saparata. Jonsie never knew the man personally, but even before the slaughter, saparata was known for his gentle and pretty words and his even prettier face- someone who turned not to Weapons but to Speeches when Conflict arose. Jonsie had teetered on and off the fence about Saparata’s innocent in regards to the crimes- but seeing him there, surrounded in all sides by soldiers seen snapping at the heels of every passing Pandoran who wandered too close to their territory- Armoured and Armed- whilst he wore what appeared to be clothes much too thin to protect him from the elements- much less from Them- cause Jonsie heart to race.
Regardless of Saparata crimes- no one deserved to be treated like that- like a lesser thing, a pet or an object- unneeding of care or simple commodities.
But there was nothing he could do.
(Meanwhile Saps is wearing Covenant Spider Silk (the lack of Farm animals on Yggdrasil means the nations much turn to much more dangerous means of acquiring Thread) much more durable than it looks despite how thin it is and Hand Weaved to the individual- a meaningful gift as a sign of acceptance into The Covenant)
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So im aware that ts song is bad compared to the rest of my work but im sharing it bc i talk ab how 'oh my work used to be really bad and I worked really hard to get better' - and I never prove that so ts is an old song im guessing I was 14-15 ish when I wrote ts (im aware it's bad !!!!)
I wrote these back in 2019/2020. I didn't end up posting them back then because I didn't really like it but I found my old writing folder and figured I'll post it regardless of quality at this point.
They aren't really in order or anything, this is just a compilation of the more completed stuff I wrote about Miguel.
These were written after I read the original Spider-Man 2099 comic line.
Not big on PDA at all, expect only for him to hold your hand while out and about but that's it. The most snarky of all of them, not hesitating to tear down anyone who comes in your way. The most emotionally constipated one of all. He tried to begin this relationship organically but you resisted annoying him greatly, so instead he just blackmailed you into the relationship.
His mother and brother pretty much forced him to let them see you. Miguel is a rather private person even to his family. They don't at all like that you work at Alchemax and refuse to listen as you tell them that you need the job, instead offering you other jobs and saying that they know people who want workers. They will only reluctantly stop when Miguel threatens to kick them out.
His brother likes you, just not what you do.
His mother is overcome with joy on the inside, happy to see her son being in love with somebody.
Miguel will probably blackmail you with the footage of you stealing from work or something. Maybe you are a double agent for a rival company sent there to steal tech from Alchemax. Come with Miguel and become his soon to be wife and won't show these to anyone. And don't try to say you'll tell people that he's Spider-Man, that won't work when he can spread the video faster than word of mouth.
You are locked in his penthouse with Lyla watching over you.
If you act out and attempt to destroy something or hurt yourself Lyla will use any measure to calm you, ranging from locking you in an empty room or knocking you out with sedatives.
She will send a report to Miguel whenever this happens. She also gives Miguel a heads up whenever you're in one of your moods.
Lyla will also find a way to keep you physically and mentally healthy. You are forced into doing exercises and a range of brain activities to keep you focused and aware. Won't force you to do it if she senses if you are sick or unwell.
Also a yandere over you, but in a platonic sense.
Miguel doesn't always go to you once he's home due to having late nights a lot. Once he becomes Spider-Man nights are usually reserved for crime fighting and looking for a cure. This drives Lyla to make sure that you have someone to communicate with whiles he's not here, meaning her.
But those chances when he is home he spends it with you. Takes you out to eat if you have behaved lately and such. But one night he came home in his suit still barging into your shared room, his mask comes off as he tells Lyla to not disturb them. His face is flushed as he pins you to the bed kissing you open mouthed and gridning against you blah blah blah
A month or two later Lyla notes down how your diet is out of whack and your morning sickness happily proclaiming to the two of you that you are pregnant. You drop your spoon while Miguel looks at her shocked.
Miguel gets worried that night recording a journal while you sleep. He expresses worry over the child possibly having his mutation and how Stone can use this to connect him to Spider-Man. Over how if it will come into puberty or born with it. He shudders at the thought of the baby having talons at birth.
Wouldn’t hurt his s/o (Even though some days hewants to) unless it was necessary like threatening to harm yourself or even him.
Gets angry pretty easily. Can lash out and threaten his s/o if they don’t listen to him before leaving to go out and cool down. This develops to the point where the s/o is scared to do anything around him unless he tells them to.
An extremely smug asshole who has the utmost confidence in their inability to escape their new home, or to even fight him off. Will tell them how simple it was to take them, telling them how dumb they are for having little to no security from the outside world, even telling them it was almost like they wanted someone to take them.
His so-called “love” always felt off. It has its weird moments where at some points he would be almost soft to his s/o, laying his head on their lap or pulling them into his embrace as he slowly drifts off into sleep, murmuring how much he loves them. But then there are the days that outnumber those, where the s/o feels like a pretty object that he pokes and prods at whenever he pleases.
Miguel allows his s/o to come out with him to his work or to attend corporate parties. He considers it a treat for behaving so well at home, but the s/o knows it's a show of power that he holds over them. They can’t exactly escape Spider-Man of all people, considering he always knows exactly where they are. Spoiler, he had a tracking chip put in them.
If someone other than him dared to even throw one insult in his s/o’s way he is not afraid to fire back. With a quick tongue and no regard for those around him, he will make those words cut deep. Not afraid to come back to hunt them down as Spider-Man for daring to make his darling uncomfortable on their date night.
If he is not there he will have Lyla watch over the s/o while he is out.