Needy - C.S

He watched him die twice 😭😭💔

The Bitlife Challenge.

Roll the dice each year starting with 10 years old, you will need 2 dice.

Start: You are only allowed to press ‘start a new life’ and abide to the situation & the stats that you’re born with, no restarts until your character dies.

Until you’re 10, you can live however you want. From ages 10 to 18 use only 1 die, you’re allowed to roll once a year.

Roll 1 - Set sexuality according to the Bitlife tendencies, if you’ve already set your sexuality, roll again.

Roll 2 - Spend time with each family member, have a conversation with them or ask them for money, 1 option/ family member.

Roll 3 - Do something in the Mind & Body category or go to the Movie Theatre.

Roll 4 - Get into a new relationship. If you already have a partner roll again, if you get 1-3 you’re going to cheat, if you get 4-6, you break up first, if you’re too young for a relationship roll again. 

Roll 5 - Study harder in school & try to get your driving license if you haven’t yet.

Roll 6 - Go to the doctor one and try to cure any type of disease you have if you have one, if not, roll again.

When you turn 14 roll once for education.

Roll 1 - try to drop out of high school and find a job

Roll 2 - finish high school then get a job

Roll 3 - try to go to graduate school or a community college.

Roll 4 - go to University, if denied, roll again.

Roll 5 - get even higher education, if denied, roll again.

Roll 6 - do as you please

From ages 18 to 30 use 2 dice and roll twice per year. From ages 30 to 60 (if you’re still alive lol) you’re allowed to roll once a year. When you turn 60 roll once with one die to decide your will.

Roll 1-2 - Goes to charity

Roll 3 - Goes to the children/favorite child

Roll 4 - Goes to the partner

Roll 5-6 - Divide equally

From 60 to the moment you die, you’re allowed to roll every other year. One year you roll, one you don’t

Roll 2 - It’s time for crime, roll again with one die for a crime option. Roll 1 - Murder someone | Roll 2 - 5 - Pickpocket someone | Roll 6 - Steal a car if you have a driving license, if not, roll again. In addition, you will assault anyone who disagrees with you for the next 5 years.

Roll 3 - If you’re offered drugs, alcohol or weird food in the next 5 years, you have to accept it. If, for example, you rolled this option at 22, and you roll it again at 25, it’s 5 years starting from 25.

Roll 4 - Play with money and change your life. Use 1 die and roll again. If you roll 1, you go to the Casino | Roll 2 - you bet at the Horse Races | Roll 3 - You quit your job and get a new one | Roll 4 - You buy 1 lottery ticket | Roll 5 - You buy 10 lottery tickets | Roll 6 - Emigrate wherever.

Roll 5 - Divorce / break up with your partner and find a new one, you can use the dating app or the find a date option.

Roll 6 - Spicing things up? Try to find a hook-up or set up a threesome if you already have a partner.

Roll 7 - Try your hardest to get married and/or have a baby this year. Propose and plan the wedding, then try for a baby. If you’re already married then try for a baby. If you’re engaged then plan the wedding and get married. If there is no pregnancy/ If the relationship isn’t heterosexual, you’re allowed to use fertility treatment once, if that doesn’t work out, you try to adopt. If the adoption was not approved, roll again. If your partner declines any proposal (marriage/ to have a baby) you may either break up or roll again.

Roll 8 - Spend time once with each and every person that appears in the Relationships category, including nieces, nephews and grandchildren.

Roll 9 - Go clubbing, go to the movie theatre, or gym, or library, meditate. Do any of these and then you get an extra roll.

Roll 10 - Buy a new car, or a new house. You may also ask for a promotion. You may buy 1 lottery ticket if you want.

Roll 11 - You’re allowed to go to the doctor or have an intervention, if you’re addicted, you may also try to go to rehab if you choose to do so. Roll again with a die. Roll 1 - go to Witch Doctor | Roll 2 - Colon Hydrotherapy | Roll 3 - Homeopathic Doctor | Roll 4 - Chiropractor & Acupuncture (both) | Roll 5 - Medical doctor | Roll 6 - Plastic Surgery. If you roll 6 for Plastic Surgery, you have to roll again, and if you get another 6 you’re going to have to go through sex change surgery (if you can’t afford it roll again) If you roll any other number other than 6, you can choose the plastic surgery you have, except the sex change one.

Roll 12 - Go on vacation then buy 10 lottery tickets, if you have no money, roll again.

What happens if:

• You’re in debt - If your debt exceeds 100k, roll with one dice. If you roll 1-3 you will end your life, if you roll 4-6 you will struggle to survrive, sell your real estate, your cars, get a better job. 

• Me/ my partner got pregnant - Roll with a die, if you roll 1-3 you don’t keep the baby, if you roll 4-6 you get to keep the baby.

• My partner proposed - Roll with a die, if you roll 1-3 you deny the proposal, if you roll 4-6 you accept the proposal.

• My partner cheated, wants to break up, called me a nasty word - Your choice

• I was offered drugs, alcohol, weird food to eat - Check roll 2 and 3.

• I got into an argument - Check roll 2.

• Any other pop-up text - The choice is yours

What if I am in prison? You will roll once every year with one die.

Roll 1 - You end your life

Roll 2 - You start a riot

Roll 3-4 - You will try to appeal your sentence

Roll 5-6 - You have a try to escape from prison.

HAVE FUNNNN

List of “I’d rather eat a shoe than fake date you but here we are” prompts

“In public, we’re in love. In private, we are in a civil war. Remember that, or we’re fucked.” 

“Were you trying to kiss me or were you trying to suck my soul out of my body?”

“What are you doing? Put your hand on my waist!” “No, they’re going to get the wrong idea!” “That’s because we want them to get the wrong idea, you moron! Now put your hand on my waist and stop stepping on my feet, for Christ’s sake! Did those ballroom lessons not pay off?!” 

“Remember, we’re doing this for the cameras.” “With the way you’ve been looking at me, it definitely doesn’t feel like we’re doing it just for the cameras but sure, whatever makes you sleep better at night.” 

“…That kiss lasted five seconds longer than usual and so I now have reasonable grounds to be suspicious of how you actually feel about me.” “My only concern is that you were actually counting the seconds in your head.” “Well, someone has to keep count before it ends up feeling too real.” 

“Why did you tell your parents I don’t wash my ass? Now they think I’m a disgusting slob!” “I’m only getting back at you for that one time when you told my parents that I don’t scan all of my items at the self-checkout station. Do you know how long they lectured me for that over the phone?!”

“I like your parents a lot,” Character A tells Character B, after Character B’s parents tells them embarrassing stories of Character B’s childhood/shows them embarrassing pictures of Character B’s growing up.

Character A, after getting into a heated argument with Character B: “Might I remind you I’d rather save my brother from drowning over you any day.” (Character B responding with: “You don’t even have a brother, let alone siblings!”) 

“Don’t you think you’re holding me a bit too tight?” “Well, do you want this to be convincing or not?” “I do, but a little looser than this would still be convincing.”

Character C, knowing about their fake dating ploy and one day asking, “So like, did you guys become the real deal or something because what’s with the sexual tension going on?” and Character A and Character B simultaneously balking at the accusation, immediately being like, “Fuck off, there’s no sexual tension going on at all!” after eyeing each other like they’d rather gobble each other up than be here.

OBSESSED

slumber party ( regulus black + reader )

summary: regulus black ends up crashing the slumber party and needless to say, he has other plans for you.

warnings: minors, for the love of all that is good please do not interact: slight innocence kink!, some somnophilia, noncon elements, overall dark content, perverted regulus black, oblivious friends.

word count: 1,515

"regulus! you need to be quiet before my parents hear." pandora scolded him through gritted teeth. the two of you were grabbing onto his arms to pull him up to your window after he had so valiantly made the climb up from the ground. pandora's parents were long asleep by now and were under the impression that you, her, and dorcas were all having a slumber party. an innocent slumber party between the girls. that was, of course, until regulus sent owl after owl begging to come over.

regulus flopped onto the bedroom floor with a thud, using the palm of his hands to pull himself up and the rest of himself through the window. "hey! you try climbing that vine-" regulus objected as pandora closed the window.

"what? crouch and rosier too busy for you?" dorcas laughed, causing a giggle to escape not only your lips but pandora's as well.

"not sure. didn't even ask." regulus announced, he moved over to the edge of pandora's blue bed and sat down beside you. one of his arms went to wrap around your shoulder. it was friendly, and yet, his arm pulled you in close. his fingertips grazed the bare skin of your thigh before resting his arm behind you. his side was touching yours but he didn't even do as much as look at you. "i would much rather be here with you girls to be honest." regulus confessed, his green eyes finally looking down to meet your own. he only caught your eyes for a moment, maybe two, before he looked back to the group of girls.

"yeah, sure. whatever you say, reggie." you quipped lightly, a smile tearing at the corners of your mouth. regulus turned back to you, grey eyes narrowing as you let out a small giggle.

"i'm being serious!" regulus exclaimed, putting his hands up playfully. pandora's eyes narrowing on him. "please, continue what you were doing. i would love to participate." he urged to them.

"no way! y/n was talking about boys-" dorcas was quick to throw you under the bus, chuckling a bit as she did so. you face went pink and your legs were soon brought up to your chest.

"no i wasn't!" you yelped in a failed attempt to defend yourself and get your friends to shut their fucking mouths'.

"okay fine she was talking about a boy-" pandora chimed in you grabbed a near by stuffy on her bed and threw it at her head. the blonde dodged only to snicker.

"a boy?" regulus questioned, raising one of his slender eyebrows. "what's this boys name?" regulus question, he was seething with obvious jealousy and you were sulking in embarrassment.

"there's no boy- can we please just talk about something else?" you were practically begging your friends at this point. the sides of your face were turning practically as pink as your pajamas. regulus's eyes did not move from you, his dark wisps of hair falling in his face practically begging you for an answer with his eyes.

"fine, fine. we were going to make hex bags. you can help." pandora insisted to him before moving to the side of the room to grab supplies. your face was still pink from the embarrassment, knowing before regulus you were talking about him. more or less, gushing over those dark eyes before he game scaling the side of pandora's house.

the four of you had spent many of hours of the night eating pumpkin cakes and making hex bags. regulus was by your side the entire time. his arm would sometimes slip behind you, his breath would brush against the bare skin of your shoulders or the back of your neck. regulus couldn't seem to keep his eyes off you in your little sleep set the entire night. this was perhaps the first time he had seen you in something so revealing before. regulus would sometimes allow his fingers to dance gently across the skin of your thighs as he reached for something, just to get a feeling of your soft skin. it was rare he was able to find access to your thighs without being obvious he was doing so, especially with them being exposed as they were tonight.

when the late hours of the night passed there was an agreeance to get some rest. the sun had set long ago and regulus found you yawning every now again in conversation. pandora and dorcas were sleeping on her twin bed, bundled in their own blankets with their head towards the others feet. you and regulus were sleeping on the floor, however, covered in blankets and pillows regulus was so close to you. he would watch as you welcomed slumber quickly, snoozing off innocently.

he would wait though, until an hour passed. making sure everyone had been deep in their own sleep. in an ideal situation pandora and dorcas wouldn't be here, but the opportunity to get close to you presented itself and regulus couldn't refuse. especially now, so close he could touch you. the slytherin boy slid himself closer to you slightly. your bodies nearly touching as regulus slid his hand into the waist band of his pants. he could feel himself growing tender just by the sent of your hair. regulus breathed your sent in again as you slept soundly. with a hand wrapped around the base of his cock regulus began to feverishly pump himself in his own pants.

the black haired boy knew he would be thinking about you in these little pink shorts for weeks to come. that the very curvature of your ass was enough to take him, but the fact he could see your tender nipples poking through the silk of the top? that was enough to milk regulus dry. he had remembered the first time he was able to get a look up your skirt. when he had dropped a pencil by accident and gotten a single glance at your clothed cunt through your plush thighs. he thought of it each night, wishing he could live under your skirt. regulus let out a little grunt it was soft and quiet not enough to wake anyone but enough for him to scold himself. regulus knew he should just look at you, watch your breathing as your tits rose and fall, look at the bit of your ass that was falling from your little shorts. but temptation was getting the best of him. he figured, he could touch you, only if he had been gentle about it. not to wake you. even in his own lustful state he understood the gravity of what he was doing but he couldn't seem to help himself. not when he lusted for you day and night.

regulus allowed his nimble finger tips to dance across the skin of your stomach reaching under the silk of your shirt. carefully his finger tips traveled over your perky nipples. he had to bite his own lip as he throbbed in his pants and into his own hand, which was no pumping harder then before. regulus's eyes moved in the dark to make sure you were still asleep, your hadn't even twitched. regulus soon allowed his fingers move to the waist band of your little sleep shorts. he knew he shouldn't, but you were out cold and despite his better judgement he couldn't resist himself.

regulus allowed his fingers to slide down the waist band of your shorts grunting slightly as the tips of his fingers met your warm cunt. you weren't even wearing any underwear. not so innocent after all, regulus thought to himself. the tip of his fingers made their way to your warm folds, his hand pumping faster as he realized you were already wet. "fuck," regulus grumbled beneath his own breath. his fingers pushed past your folds and made their way quickly to your clit, rubbing little circles into your clit. regulus could feel himself at the brink of his own orgasm, as he could feel the wetness of your cunt slick around his fingers, his eyes watching as your face contorted in your sleep to the feeling of his fingers, and his own lust only growing.

regulus didn't even realize how fast he begun to move his fingers around your clit, as he did so at the pace of his own fist around his cock. chasing his own high. you were moaning in your sleepy, quiet little moans, that only made regulus more feverish. regulus would reach his own orgasm, cumming in his own pants as he removed his fingers from within you and brought them to his lips. you tasted sweet. regulus had decided then and there he would put his face in that cunt of yours if it was the very last thing he ever did.

regulus was just about to turn over and finally get some rest now that he was covered in his own cum, when he heard a voice, your voice. it was no more then a mumble but you were speaking to him. "reggie, why did you stop?"

authors note: i hope you enjoyed, if you enjoyed this little fic please consider commenting or reblogging! i've just returned to tumblr and i appreciate all the support that has been offered.

🐝  *  ―  𝑩𝑼𝑰𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.  (  nsfw.  feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  your cock is so delicious.  ❜ ❛  i need you in my mouth now.  ❜ ❛  i get so hard when i’m around you.  ❜ ❛  do you want me to spit or swallow?  ❜ ❛  i need you inside me.  ❜ ❛  guess what i’m wearing right now.  ❜ ❛  why don’t you come over? i promise you won’t regret it.  ❜ ❛  if i was with you, what would you do to me?  ❜ ❛  my legs are missing you in between them.  ❜ ❛  you’ll make me feel so good.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been thinking long and hard about what i wanna do with you tonight.  ❜ ❛  all i can think of is sitting on top of your hard cock.  ❜ ❛  i’m touching myself right now.  ❜ ❛  i wanna hear your moans.  ❜ ❛  i can’t stop thinking about how good you always feel.  ❜ ❛  can you feel how wet / hard i am for you?  ❜ ❛  i love the way you make me feel.  ❜ ❛  you have the most perfect breasts / cock / pussy.  ❜ ❛  i love watching you touch yourself.  ❜ ❛  i can only think of one thing right now and it’s you naked on my bed.  ❜ ❛  all i can think about is how good you’re going to taste.  ❜ ❛  how hard do you want to be fucked tonight?  ❜ ❛  i never knew that i could want someone so badly.  ❜ ❛  i plan on making you scream my name tonight.  ❜ ❛  it’s unfair how sexy you look today.  ❜ ❛  get on your knees, now.  ❜ ❛  i’m going to make you soaking wet.  ❜ ❛  don’t you dare come until i allow you to.  ❜ ❛  i want to tie you up later and have my way with you.  ❜ ❛  how fast do you think i can make you come?  ❜ ❛  i was thinking about you last night.  ❜ ❛  if we weren’t in public right now, i’d bend you over the table and fuck you.  ❜ ❛  i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy?  ❜ ❛  tease me until i can’t take it anymore.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to taste you on my lips.  ❜ ❛  you can do whatever you want to me tonight.  ❜ ❛  cum for me.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be a good girl / boy for me?  ❜ ❛  take control of me, i trust you.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to be alone with you.  ❜

LOVE

tease

chris sturniolo

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pairing : f!reader x chris

warnings : sexual content (smut)

requested: i got a lot recs asking for teasing, (making him nervous for a change🤗) hair pulling loving chris?? things of that nature.. there’s a lot of requests sprinkled in here! tried to fit them all into one little situation but if you want more lmk💖🫂

NOTE : please save us both the trouble and do not read if you’re against sexual content being written for them!! i don’t need u in my inbox! if you don’t like it don’t read it and don’t bother a bitch about it!! a scroll is simple and effective!! thank u

from your spot on the couch, you hear his key slip into the doorknob. he struggles for a few moments before gently pushing the door open. his hair is messy and wildly strewn atop his head, exhaustion and a tinge of frustration etched into his features. noticing your presence on the couch, his expression softens, and he sighs.

“hi,” he says, his voice near whisper; raspy and low. dragging his legs, he pads over to the couch and places himself at your feet. he rests his elbows on his thighs, his head in his hands.

“hi,” you reply. “you okay?” you question, sitting up so you’re closer to him. you reach out and begin to scratch his back gently. he hums in appreciation.

“just a long ass day,” he answers, closing his eyes and soaking in your soft scratches across his back. his muscles are tense, and he’s warm to the touch. his black shirt clings loosely to him.

“do you want to talk about it?” you inquire, feeling his breathing slow down as you continue your scratching. his muscles begin to relax. you bring your hand up to the back of his neck.

“nah,” he whispers, concentrated on your touch. “keep doing that.”

you tangle your fingers into the hair at the back of his head, your nails softly scratching his scalp. that seems to do it: he moans lowly under his breath, tilting his head down further to provide you better access.

“doing what?” you ask, tone teasing, grabbing a fistful of his hair and lightly tugging.

“fuck,” he chokes, his breath quickening. your cheeks heat. it’s rare that he lets you tease him- but when he does: it’s heaven.

“what?” you ask, continuing the motion. “you like when i do that?”

he nods and groans in reply. reaching his hand over to you and placing it under your thigh, he pulls you to straddle him.

instantaneously, he presses his lips to yours; the kiss quick and feverish. he slithers his hand around your waist, resting his palm flat against the small of your back. you grind your hips down, pressing yourself against him slowly. he breathes shakily into your mouth.

“don’t tease me,” he whispers in between kisses. you grind down onto him again, testing his endurance; or if he will snap.

“what do you want?” you question. his eyes are obnoxiously blue and hungry, his lips are pink and wet.

deciding against a verbal answer, he grasps your hand and places it flat onto his stomach, your fingers grazing the waistband of his sweatpants.

“say it,” you instruct, and he connects your lips again.

“touch me,” he requests, voice raspy in between the kiss. “please, baby, touch me.”

you bring down your hand and palm him over his sweats. his head lays back against the back of the couch, his eyes closed and mouth agape. his breathing is wild and unsteady.

unable to deny him any longer, you dip your hand underneath his waistband, stroking him slowly. his breath hitches in his throat. you lean over to plant soft kisses on his neck, collarbones, and cheeks.

“not gonna last long,” he states, voice slightly strained. “feels so good,” he whispers. “so good.”

quickening your strokes, he squeezes his eyes shut.

“gonna-“ he chokes, unable to finish his sentence; finishing into your hand and the inside of his sweatpants. his cheeks flush red, small whimpers escaping his pink lips.

he waits to catch his breath before opening his eyes and looking at you. he covers his face with both of his palms, embarrassed at how short lived the affair was.

you lean over and pepper kisses all over his knuckles. you feel his lips twist into a smile underneath his hands.

“i need to change my pants,” his voice muffled underneath his palms.

“How long will you wait?” “For you? as long as it takes.”

I'm interpreting Mobius' "Let time pass." as "I'll wait for my husband, thank you very much."

can’t take it anymore • chris sturniolo

summary: you challenged chris to last nnn to which he confidently accepted. little did he know you’d be making it extra hard for him :)

warnings: suggestive content, making out, mentions of sex. not proofread.

“bet,” he smirked. “come on babe, give me a real challenge.”

you made a bet with chris challenging him to last the entire month of november without doing it. you hadn’t really agreed on his prize if he wins, partly because you’re both just doing this to build up tension and because you had plans to make him lose. but he didn’t know this.

you guys aren’t sex addicts so this challenge wouldn’t be difficult chris thought. that was until he saw you walk through his bedroom door wearing nothing but his shirt. literally nothing else. he loved seeing you in his clothes. he turned to his phone trying to find a distraction.

you noticed this, so you decided to get his attention, “baby can you get my- actually i’ll get it myself,” you leaned over him to reach for your chapstick on the nightstand by his side of the bed, your shirt lifting as you stretch your hand and your bare ass just inches away from his face.

“shit,” he mumbled under his breath. he lightly threw his head back shutting his eyes and trying to think of anything other than pinning you down and getting a taste of you. as you sat back next to him your hand briefly grazed his crotch making him twitch.

“you okay baby?” you asked ever so innocently.

“nice try, it’s gonna take a lot more to break me.” he lied. he wanted nothing more than to have you wrapped around him. but he’s too competitive, he needed to win.

“oh i wasn’t trying to do anything,” another lie, “but hey look at this new chapstick i got its cherry flavoured.” before he had time to even process what you’re saying or doing you grabbed his face with one hand and gave him a short but passionate kiss, lingering a little so he can taste the cherry. he chased after your lips as you pulled away making you giggle.

“see?” he gathered the ability to give a quick answer, “mhm…very sweet.” that night might’ve been the first time he went to sleep before you. he knew if he stayed awake he’d give in.

a few days passed and chris still hasn’t cracked. it was time to really make it hard for him. you put on a short tank top with no bra- so everything was practically on display- along with silk booty shorts. you knew the plan was working because since he came over he hasn’t been able to stop staring at your chest. readjusting himself every time you purposefully lean over when laughing so he gets a glimpse of your tits bouncing. he was starting to get really frustrated.

“chris, what’s wrong? you seem off today,” you inched closer to him on the couch and slid your hand to the back of his neck up to his hair slowly playing with it as if to ‘ease his nerves’ but you had different intentions obviously.

“nah i’m good,” he glances down at your lips then chest and back up to your eyes, “just can’t wait for november to be over.”

“oh,” you straddled his lap placing one hand on his chest and the other cupping his face, “well babe, no one told you kissing me was off limits.” he’d avoided kissing you and pretty much anything else that caused temptation. you brought your face closer to his, lips barely touching, “i missed you,” you almost moan out that last sentence.

you had him in a trance, his eyes low, contemplating, as your thumb rubbed his cheek and your other hand slid down his chest and rested on his stomach just above the waistline of his sweats. he needed one more push, you can tell he’s so close to giving in. you started grinding painfully slow down his growing bulge, “please kiss me, chris,” you whined.

he wasted no time crashing his lips onto yours placing both of his hands on your hips with a tight grip pulling you as close as possible to him. he groaned into the kiss when you continued to grind down on him. your hands tangled in his hair as you kiss him back hard, the kiss quickly becoming sloppy as he shoved his tongue down your throat. you tug on his hair earning a moan from him.

you pulled away to take your breath and the sight in front of you was heavenly. you took a mental image of it. chris looked fucked out, hair messy, lips pink and swollen, mouth parted slightly as he breathed heavily, eyes hazy full of admiration and lust looking you up and down. you wanted more, you wanted him to fully break his streak.

you reached for the strap of your tank top, taking your time to pull it down your shoulder resting loosely on your arm as one of your tits slipped out of it right in front of his face. he almost got whiplash from how fast his eyes traveled down, readjusting underneath you again causing you to throw your head back and moan. you held onto his arms for stability and begged him, “please take it off of me. i need you chris.”

“fuck.” his name sounded like honey dripping from your mouth. he immediately starts sucking on your tit while pulling down the other strap and giving your now fully exposed breast a squeeze. you can feel him getting harder and harder under you. you grip and tug on his hair again making him moan and sending a vibration to your nipple in his mouth. he pulled away looking you straight in the eyes.

“i can’t take it anymore.”

with that he laid you down on the couch, quickly getting on top of you. his knee grazed up and down your crotch as he kissed and sucked your neck surely leaving marks everywhere. he moved down from your neck to your stomach pausing when he reached the waistband of your shorts. he looked up at you and said, “you win. okay i can’t do it anymore i need to fuck you so bad.”

and he did exactly that. it was a long week but totally worth the wait.

remember when loki compared himself to thor? and he implied that he too has gone soft due to falling for a mortal?

now, remember thor asking heimdall to watch over jane’s life for him?

guess what loki was doing with mobius’ life right now?

protective prompts.

basically my friends all separately made me angsty and then these came to mind so. here we go. have some protective prompts! ( EDIT TO CLARIFY: the prompts listed under "to the threat" are for like. an NPC threat. so if, for example, john sends "back off!" to mary, he isn't saying it to mary, he's saying it to whoever is threatening to harm mary. or whatever u want tbh that's just how i saw it as i wrote them but u do u!!! )

to the threat

" i swear to god, if you lay a hand on him/her/them, you'll be sorry! "

" don't you touch him/her/them! "

" get away from him/her/them! "

" touch one hair on their head and it'll be the last time you have hands. "

" you're gonna regret ever touching him/her/them, i swear to god! "

" no! stop! don't you dare go near him/her/them! "

" what did you say? hey! what the hell did you say to them?! "

" where are you taking them?! "

" hands off. "

" back off! "

" i'm the one you want, why are you taking them?! get off of them! take me! take me, asshole! "

" what the hell did you do to them?! "

" no! take me instead! please, they've done nothing wrong! "

to the protected.

" who did this to you? "

" did they do this to you? "

" don't worry. just sit here, where it's safe. this won't take long. "

" don't panic. it's not my blood. "

" i warned them what would happen if they hurt you. i keep my promises. "

" did they hurt you? "

" hey... here, take my jacket. and wait here, okay? i'll be right back. "

" look at me, hey... it's okay. you're safe now. "

" i told you i'd keep you safe, didn't i? "

" i... i swore to protect you... and now look at you. "

" it's gonna be okay. i promise. "

" i said i'd find you, right? "

" it's okay. they won't hurt you. they won't hurt anyone, actually, ever again. "

" what did they say to you? i swear to god, i'll kill them... "

" hey. don't worry about me, okay? i can mind myself. i just want you to be safe. "

" we're getting out of here. together. now. "

" they hurt you... oh, that does it. they did this to themselves. i told them. i told them what i'd do if they did anything to you... "

" i'm getting you out of here. i swear it. "

to the protector.

" i'm not a damsel/dude in distress. i don't need you fussing over me. "

" no! don't fight back! i'm fine, i'll be fine, just stay safe! "

" i... i don't care what happens to me. i didn't care what happened at all. but then you started yelling, and now... now i realize that i care quite a lot about what might happen to you. "

" don't! don't get yourself killed over this. not for me... "

" shh, shh, it's okay... it's okay, i'm fine, i'm alright. i promise. "

" they didn't hurt me. but... look what they did to you... "

" dumbass, if you keep yelling at them, they'll kill you quicker than you can blink. "

" i can't leave if you're dead! don't you get that?! i'll revisit this place every time i close my eyes! "

" why do you care so much about me? "

" you... you killed them all. because of what they did to me? "

" you came back for me... "

" my god, i've never been so happy to see you in my life! "

" i love you. i... i know this isn't the best time or place but... i do. i love you. "

" in case we don't make it to sunrise... i love you. "

" no! don't struggle! don't! don't give them a reason to hurt you! i'm okay! please! "

" help me! "