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cheshire-silent-cat · 8 months

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A Pirate’s married life

Jun Guevara x female! Reader

Author note: this is just fluff, I’ll go back to nsfw soon but for now enjoy this cute dynamic between you two. I hope you enjoy this really short story and please leave your comments and requests I’m open to them all.

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As soon as you and Guevara start living together as a married couple a lot of things in his life will need adjusting, some against his will, some he doesn’t really mind but ultimately he is trying his best to be the perfect husband for you so as long as it makes his love happy he would do it.

* The first and most important thing is redecorating, although guevara lives a very humble life giving a majority of his earning back to the community his home still looks like a tree house before you. This man had no time for colour coordination and he did not care if his interior looked good because until now he spent the majority of his time out on the sea. But to put it simply almost every aspect of his home was dark Oakwood brown, the ceiling, walls and floor seemed to match, and all the colours of the furniture clashed (green, red, blue, basically anything he looked at and bought for the sake of it).

Once you got his permission you got rid of almost everything in the house leaving the floors as the colour they were, then painting the ceilings white and the walls light grey, even though he wouldn’t boldly admit it he loved the change but he loved working with you to paint and redecorate even more, the furnitures now matched the colours of the ceiling and floor blending well with the environment.

Installing the furnitures took forever because your husband’s large hands prevented him from twisting smaller knots so you had to do it while he watched and then lifted the heavy object sometimes showing off by doing some bicep curls with the objects and winking at you or just lifting you and the object at the same time, it made no difference to him cause he always got a cute giggle out of you.

* The next thing you worked on was comfort, Guevara being a man of the sea was used to sleeping on a hammock without any sheets or anything bothersome for him to tidy up later, his room was quite empty because he was a busy man, switching to a Bed was a no brainier, the issue was finding a big enough bed for him that was also very sturdy for his body weight and when he wanted to have fun with his wife. Guevara might be busy and humble but you were built for the budgeting life so when you saw the prices of some of the beds you both decided to just build your own.

Well he fully intended to help but his big hands put him in the position of muscle, overall he was very impressed with your work, he had no idea your grandfather used to be a carpenter, and you had learned from him so much so that you had engraved carvings on the headboard to keep the bed interesting, and even though Guevara protested about getting the bed the loudest he ended up being the one that slept in it the most, his constant excuse being “well I can’t just let the hard work of my wife go to waste, I’m a good hubby” to which you always rolled your eyes before cuddling with him.

* Another thing you got to was hygiene, we have already emphasised how busy your husband is, being a very important figure in your community, he never had time for change and barely had time for himself, which is on if the reasons why he has always wanted a housewife, sure he is the type of man to obey his wife like a lost puppy led by a string, he is also the type of man that values housework never making the mistake of underestimating his much work goes into the maintenance of a home, he is grateful for you, all your actions makes him want to take care of you so well, spoil you rotten, I mean you have important duties in the community that come with being his wife (making you a half housewife) but you never failed to serve him freshly made breakfast in the morning before work, “Is this freshly squeezed…..where do you get the time to be such an amazing wife” he dotes “bye honey” you said kissing him and then walking out of the door.

What he wasn’t grateful for was you throwing his half dead toothbrush into a black bag you held like a beach cleaner, “ugh so much junk” you moaned getting tired of finding new things to throw out “hey, no I don’t like this” he protested but you did not listen, bending down to clear the cabinet, “I do love the view though” he chuckled, relaxing into the door frame. You threw the bag out with no mercy, cleaning the bathroom like it had been dirty in the first place, then you brought in a new bag organising new essentials that made Guevara nervous, a stack of white clean towels with face towels on the top, 2 toothbrushes and a ceramic toothbrush holder that cutely showed off your marital status, some small decor in the bathroom, cleaning essential for the cabinet under the sink, new soap, soap holder and even better quality sponges. “You are enjoying this aren’t you” he scoffed, “can you tell” you answered sarcastically, letting him kiss your hand, he has to admit your prepared state was very attractive.

* “I’m so bored” Guevara whined as you stared at the blue wardrobe in your room, opening it “no wait-“ an avalanche of clothes buried you, you quickly swam out, pulling out the rest of the clothes, he helped you move the wardrobe out of the house, installing a new one, same size, more organised compartments, better long lasting wood quality and a better design compared to the old one. “Since you are bored come and help me fold these clothes” you said patting the floor next to you from where you sat.

Out of everything he did with you to adjust to the married life, this has to be his favourite, just sitting close to you, folding clothes and talking about nothing that mattered that much, laughing with each other and sometimes stopping to play fight, even if the process of organising your shared wardrobe took forever and a part of the two of you wishes it could be like that forever.

* You both finally finished and looking at the final results Guevara would be the biggest liar on earth if he dude say he was happy with the results, wrapping his big arms around you he kissed your forehead “I’m so glad we did this, I love you so much” he said in his corny Casanova voice, if made you giggle a bit before facing him, a mischievous grin plastered across your face, you placed your hand on his shoulders looking into his handsome eyes “I love you too honey…..but what do you mean we, techno this was me, how ever I do have something for you to do” you said holding him by the wrist and leading him to the backyard.

“Babyyyyy I don’t want to do this” Guevara whined, looking to you for mercy, “if you be a big boy I’ll get you a toy, do you want a toy” you teased sarcastically sipping apple juice with a straw as you watched him. Placing his large masculine hands on the mower he pulled the string to get it started and began to drag it along the grass, a chore that he had been putting off since you both had been dating, you had begged him to just do it claiming that you couldn’t grow flowers in such a messy place only to recieve bouquets after bouquets of flowers, but at least now he was doing it and he was so focused about it to and you could have sworn that he kept glancing at you searching for a gaze of approval from your part, once done he dramatically laid on the floor acting as though he had just solved world hunger, in these small ways he was such a big baby, you walked over to him as he sat up, handing him a cold glass of juice and kissing his forehead, “so I did that good huh?” He asked teasing you, “yes you did, in fact you did so good I got you a toy after all” pointing in the far distance, Guevara stood up to look around, finding his precious hammock installed between two palm trees in his garden, with a hand knitted pillow adorning its comfy cozy beauty, overjoyed Guevara grabs a hold of you dipping you and placing a deep long kiss on your lips, he didn’t care who say because at the end of the day your husband was the type of man that expressed a lot of pda as much as he damn well pleased.

#baki son of ogre #baki fanfic #baki x reader #baki x y/n #jun guevara #jun guevara x reader #baki hanma #biscuit oliva #number two #yujiro hanma #hanma x reader #hot muscles #hotmen

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cheshire-silent-cat · 8 months

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fuckin' envy

just levi fucking the jealousy out of his adorable girlfriend 🥰

sprawled over levi's desk you were. soft moans and mewls escaped your mouth as the feeling of his angled thick cock hitting that spot over and over washed over your limp body. your legs were thrown over his shoulder, black lace panties dangling on one of your ankles.

you thought back to the hour before, when levi had scolded you for being jealous after a particular blonde female had laid her eyes on levi. she had clearly fancied him. that sent you into a little frenzy of sorts, doubting yourself. just tearing yourself down to the roots of your hair and bits of your nails.

levi did not waste a second to not indulge in your silly little insecure thoughts, but he could not help but feel his cock twitch when he saw how pretty and adorable you looked when your face became flushed with tears, pouty lips lush and plump.

he wasn't trying to take advantage of your vulnerability, he would never do that. he just thought of how beautiful his little lover looked, crying because she feared loosing what he thought was an unwantable guy like himself. lord, how touched his heart was. you were absolutely perfect to him. so loving.

he couldn't help but interrupt your little sobs and cries by shushing you, shoving his tongue down your throat and laying you down on his desk. his unfinished reports can wait, for now, he just needs to console his perfect lover and make her feel good again.

discarding all your clothes, he only removed his belt and shoved his pants down enough to free his cock and guide himself into you, feeling content that he was now inside his pretty lover.

he was absolutely surprised when you confided in him with your thoughts and fears of him leaving you for that blonde cadet. why would you ever think that? it absolutely broke his heart to hear. you are absolutely so sweet and gentle with him! you are such a dummy for thinking that. levi already saw through that girl and just knew how fake and stupid she was, compared to a genuine, sweet woman like you, she was nothing.

so here he is now, deliciously dragging his cock through your tight walls, purposing angling his cock to hit that one spot that brings you closer and closer to your nth orgasm. he fucked you so well, turning you even dumber on his desk, eyes rolled back, mouth agape in a silent cry.

groping your soft breast, caressing the bud between his calloused fingers, he thought maybe if he fucked you even better, you'll simply forget about that bitch. "yeah, that sounds like a good plan," he thought.

against your overstimulated and weak disagreements of how it was "too much," he began to roll his hips even deeper into your soaked cunny. the tips of his ears twinged red at the sounds of your cunt sloppily slushing with every pull and thrust of his. you were so wet. probably because he made you cum more times than he could count.

amiss of him fucking your dumb brains out, in came the same cadet you were jealous of. she didn't even fucking knock. "tch, don't you see i'm in the middle of something? damn brat," he hissed, not even looking up at her. he was too enticed by your pretty, fucked out face.

he didn't even notice her leave, too busy with making you cum again, and again, and again.

#aot x reader #attack on titan #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi attack on titan #attack on titan smut #levi ackerman smut #attack on titan levi ackerman smut #aot levi smut #attack on titan x reader

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cheshire-silent-cat · 8 months

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Laundry

Damian Wayne x reader

Authors note:- ok so this was supposed to be shorter but it’s about time I finished it, it’s been sitting in my draft for way too too long, anyways guys I hope you enjoy this short story, I will do more with this character, have a lovely day and try and relax when you are reading my story for the full effect ❤️❤️

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Ok starfire was shit at laundry when she was stressed out but this story is not about her this story is about how she ducked up one job and landed you in this awkward situation. Mr. Wayne himself was hosting a dinner for all his children whether adopted or biological it was mandatory to attend, it was also allowed to bring a plus one because Alfred always had a habit of cooking more than the family of men could handle, as usual dick had invited kory and Damian had reluctantly invited you, his excuse being that he hated you the least and didn’t want to spend two whole days with his idiot siblings, but what his mind was trying to say was he had very deep feelings for you bonding the two of you together and he could not bare the thought of spending even a second without your presence lingering close by, or at least something Whitney like that, the bottom line was that you were here now, in your room, studying up on philosophy books that interred you, the Wayne family had gone on a last minute evening patrol and kory had decided to assist Alfred with the laundry by neatly distributing the clothes back the the rooms of their owners, simple enough, except that Kory had not been in the house long enough to had memorised the rooms of every individual in this mansion. Somehow she managed to drop Damian’s initials embroidered shirt and reading glasses on your desk while you were distracted reading your book, and eventually you did take note of it, and that’s when it happened an unexplainable urge to try on his clothes, you wondered what it was like to be in the skin of Damian afterall it was just an oversized button up shirt (with his initials sewn on, clear as day) and his reading glasses what is the worst that could possibly happen, you put the shirt on your boobs stealing some length from the shirt and now all that was left was Damian’s reading glasses to finish the loom, meanwhile Damian had indulged Jason who had convinced him to confess his feelings to you in a flashy way, he got home headed for your door roughly swinging it open, only to be met with the sight of you in his shirt still trying to put on his glasses properly, the awkward silence and staring was long until you looked down realising how short the shirt was you shrieked and crouched down, shutting your eyes in embarrassment, you built the courage to look up again once more, to find Damian a hand over his nose and mouth as he looked away blushing profusely, his eyes suddenly met yours again, he tried to leave but too much in a hurry he stumbled backwards falling out of the room and embarrassed himself as well.

But hey at least now you both are even. right ?.

#damian wayne #damian wayne x y/n #damian wayne x you #damian wayne x reader #robin x reader #robin x y/n #robin x you #the wayne family #the waynes #kori anders #starfire #alfred pennyworth #new fanfic projects #short story #short fanfic #fanfic writing #robin fanart

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cheshire-silent-cat · 8 months

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Pirate shenanigans

Jun Guevara x female! Reader

Author note: I’ll be writing more stories about him cause ✨Guevara✨, this is a short draft I have had a while, I hope you enjoy it.

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Your relationship with Guevara is Mischievous, let’s be clear, that man would do almost anything for you, the only thing he would not do for you is back down from a fight but that’s besides the point. Sometimes you join your boyfriend’s crew to loot the ships of the rich exploiting scumbags intruding on your country, and today was one of those days, the plan was simple, get in grab the big chest and get out, Guevara could honestly just wipe out the ship but he prefers to wreak less havoc when you are involved unless he is trying to impress you, getting on the cabin of the scumbag ship you and your boyfriend found that there was much more that just the chest so one by one you slipped the expensive jewels into the chest and prepared to leave, directly before you had started this heist you had both made a bet to try and go unnoticed during the whole operation. Now here you both were in a cabin without any windows, placing your hands on the sides of your hips to measure them and then on the wall you asked your very strong boyfriend to quietly punch a whole of that size into the wall, first you threw the chest through the whole and then you attempted to crawl through the hole. Struggling for a while you finally accepted that you were stuck, kicking and squirming while your boyfriend laughed his ass off enjoying the view and just outrightly refusing to help you, spanking your rear a few times to elicit a reaction (preferably something lewd on his part) the commotion eventually caught the attention of the scumbag crew and even though at first they were ready to fight once they saw who exactly they were up against they didn’t even bother putting up a fight.

#jun guevara #baki hanma #jun guevara x reader #baki fanfic #pirate king #❤️❤️❤️#so hot 🔥🔥🔥#short fanfic #short story

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cheshire-silent-cat · 8 months

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You are done, and you know that it is time to say goodbye. Your boyfriend loves someone else, and you cannot do anything about it.

At first, you thought that after some time things would be how they used to be. By convincing yourself it's just a hard time with lots of stress, you fall into a trap. You should have known that hoping would not be enough. Not when it comes to HIM. Geto Suguru - your boyfriend’s first love and terrible trauma.

After leaving Jujutsu Tech and breaking Gojo's heart, everything changed. The atmosphere was heavy. It influenced not only Satoru, but also everyone in the school, including the teachers. You weren’t any exception. Geto was your close friend, and you supported his and Gojo’s relationship. This is why you also felt pain, then anger, and in the end, grief as if he was dead.

But now, he IS dead.

After receiving the news of what happened after the fight with Yuuta, your heart broke again, and this little despise against Geto that was flickering deep down disappeared. You and Satoru shed tears together. He, as his former lover, and you, as Suguru’s friend.

People who knew the history between the men saw only the mask that Gojo was hiding behind. He had to act tough in front of his pupils. This façade was shredding when Satoru was coming home. Again, as in a few years prior, you needed to hold him tight to your chest like a baby and help to get over the loss. But you were hopeless in this. You didn’t have the support you silently begged for.

Some people would say that it was selfish of you because Suguru was the most important person for Gojo, and it was your duty to be his pillar of strength. Of course, you didn’t tell him how you felt because you loved him too much to worry him even more. But you know what? At that time, you’d been Satoru’s significant one for over a year.

The thing with your relationship was that after helping Gojo through his breakup, the dynamic of your friendship changed. One thing led to another, and you started dating. If it had happened one or two years after Geto’s betrayal, you might have thought you were only a rebound, but it has been over eight years since then. Just after Suguru heave into sight after all this time, everything turned around.

It took only a few days to change Satoru’s mind. Although he was beside you, even when your situation seemingly looked fine, you felt left behind. He was sweet to you and behaved like always, but deep down, you knew the man you loved wasn’t your boyfriend anymore. You’ve been wondering if he was ever truly yours during these two years of the relationship.

And today, you stand in your shared bedroom screaming at each other because of the man who was dead for almost a year.

“You’re imagining things!” Satoru grits his teeth, scowling at you. He’s clearly angry, but you don’t blame him.

“Am I?! You think I don’t see how before you sleep, you watch the photos of you and Geto from high school?” Tears start to build up in your eyes and the sight gets blurry. You are surprised that they didn’t appear sooner.

“So what? Are you going to tell me it’s some kind of emotional cheating?! Like they say on those websites you read?” It was only once you read some type of the article a few weeks prior. You realize he looked through your laptop, through your search history. You’re at a loss for words.

“Baby,” this time, he starts gently and tries to hold your hand, “you know I love you, right?” The man who claims his love for you stares at you with those beautiful, crystal-blue eyes, and the words you’re about to say get stuck in your throat. However, you know you have to tell him, make him aware of the mistake of his distinction of feelings.

“Satoru,” you begin with a self-shattering heart, “you don’t love me. Not-” In the middle of a sentence, he raises his hand and interrupts you. “Of course, I do love you, baby. What are you talking about?!” His voice is sincere, and he truly really is. But you’re tired. Tired of this conversation, and the sooner you rip off the band-aid, the better.

“Let me explain,” you sigh before continuing, “you don’t love me the same way I love you. You love me as a friend, not a lover.” This time, Gojo doesn’t say anything. He looks confused and, with wide eyes, lets you speak. “You need to differentiate the feelings. I really didn’t want to believe this, and saying this is breaking my heart. But after yesterday’s sex, I am sure I was right.” Now tears are streaming down your cheeks, and Satoru cleans them with his thumbs.

“What are you saying?” The wheels are turning in his head, but he doesn’t know what you mean. “You… you moaned his name,” you whisper plaintively. “I… I didn’t-” Gojo begins, but you don’t let him finish. “I know you were thinking about him. God, I was so stupid,” you sigh and hide your face in the palms of your hands. “Baby, I am sorry. Geto didn’t cross my mind,” he tries to convince you, but there’s no point.

“Please, at least don’t lie to me at the end,” you sob, and your breathing gets heavier. “Why did you say, ‘the end’?” He really doesn’t understand, does he?

“We should break up,” you state straightforwardly, but Satoru doesn’t agree. “It’s just an argument. We’ll be fine by tomorrow, like always. Don’t leave me, please!” Gojo is stubborn, especially when another person runs away from him. You see the tears gathering in his eyes, but you know you must be strong because if you don’t end this now, you won’t have the courage to do this later. So you go on, even if you feel despicable.

“Don’t I have the right to happiness?” you ask quietly. You think of those memories you created together, but also about the current situation. “Of course you do. What are you getting at?” Satoru almost begs for any hint, because as intelligent as he is, feelings aren’t his cup of tea.

“Do you think I would be happy in a relationship where I know that my boyfriend every night watches the photos of his ex, thinks about him while we’re having sex, and speaks his name during sleep, likely dreaming about him? Do you know how painful it is? I’m very aware of your love for Suguru, but you need to move on because life goes on. This time, without me” you keep your head high, “I love you very much, but it’s not worth saving the relationship in which I would be constantly insecure,” you pant at the end of the explanation, licking the salt of the tears from your lips.

Satoru is quiet. He needs to process your words. The only thing he can do at this moment is apologize, and you know Satoru really means it, but it’s too late.

“Someone will take my stuff tomorrow. Today I’m sleeping at Shoko’s” you inform him before grabbing the bag you prepared earlier. When you’re about to leave the bedroom, Satoru grabs your hand. “Can we kiss for the last time?” he asks, and you bitterly chuckle.

“Don’t make things harder, Toru” are the last words you say before getting out.

#gojo satoru x reader #angst #tw: breakup #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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cheshire-silent-cat · 8 months

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At long last…I’m back

And may I just say, it feels f*cking good to be back to doing what I 💜

Hey guys, I missed this place so much,

First off I want to say a big thank you to those who followed me and are still following me, honestly didn’t expect to get more than 1 follower, thats because I do this as a hobby, writing is fun for me but not a career I want to pursue

Secondly I apologise for my absence, I feel like a lot of you took the time out of your life to follow me with expectations of more stories to which I felt I disrespectfully did not fulfill. Although It was not my fault, august has been somewhat hard, went through a break up, got into an accident, fell sick. Twice. (Medical bills are booming). And recently adopted new pets I’m nursing so it has been a lot. (Don’t feel bad for me I’m literally ok)

Anyways now I’m back and with my return comes a full basket of new projects I have and will be working on, some If not all of those stories will be based on the following characters:

- Jason Todd :- {from the titans Netflix edition}

- Damian Wayne :- {from Son of Batman, Batman vs. Robin, and Batman: Bad Blood}

- Levi Ackerman :- { from attack on titans}

- Jun Guevara :- {from Baki}

However some uncertain drafts will be based on character/ shows below(these are totally maybe drafts):

- saiki :- {from the distatrious like of Saiki K.}

- Empire :- {tv show}

-uramichi omota :- {from Life Lessons with Uramichi Oniisan}

- Daisuke Kanbe :- {from Fugou Keiji Balance: Unlimited}

- Gojo satorou :- {from jujustu kaisen}

-Geto suguru :- {from jujustu kaisen}

- manjiro sano :- {from Tokyo revenges}

So that’s it, if you have anyone from the draft section (orange area) you want me to get to fast, message me, I don’t bite, I love hearing from you all I prioritise your requests because you matter, I’m going to go eat something now have a good night people on here ❤️❤️❤️

#why is it so hard #whyihavebeengone #hello! project #project announcement #announcement #new project #new problems #fanfic announcement #new fanfic projects #im back

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cheshire-silent-cat · 8 months

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Peas in a pod

Pairing: Jason x fem! Reader

Warning: suggestive, cussing, angst, dramatics and exaggeration, made up location .

Scenery: Let’s imagine that the titans forgave Jason but still had mixed feelings about his presence or what he stood for, and even though he wasn’t a titan anymore he still worked with them when necessary from time to time, and this was one of those times .

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📞“Dick?? Look this is a pretty shitty time to call” Jason said as he hid behind a wall to dodge rapid fire bullets from multiple angles.

📞”sorry to interrupt but it’s urgent” dick spoke from the comfort of his computer room, as he researched his next mission’s location.

📞 “Alright so what’s up” jason said as he heard the last man fall to the ground.

📞”it’s about our next mission, at a hidden kingdom, the aim is to recieve intel about it and include it in the database. Dick spoke proudly

📞“Tch. That sounds like a job for explorers, why am I needed” Jason said mounting his motorcycle.

📞“Your mission is to go undercover and retrieve the all powerful seer, they are said to serve as a core battery for the attacks of this kingdom” dick continued as he read the files.

📞“Oooo sounds exotic, anyways I do need a vacation, alright I’ll meet at the tower now” Jason spoke loudly as his motorcycle roared to its destination.

The next day the whole team were briefed about the plan and before they knew it they were standing on the grounds of innominatam, now all they had to do was journey to the floating capital which was reached by a special aircraft during their journey they learnt a number of things, they learnt that the capital floated over a ridiculously deep pit that could not be reached by any aircraft’s known to man, “it’s a special day here at innominatam, there will be an important meeting at the capital with all sorts of noble people, the seer will be one of them visiting us, bringing us good fortune” the pilot said excitedly, “can you tell us about the seer” korry asked, “well from what I hear, the new colony (land claimed) is quite promising which means more rich resources for us, although progress is currently being thwarted by a very small amounted group of rebels, I guess because of that our leaders have summoned the team of diplomatic members (usually kept away from the public) of innominatam to investigate among those diplomats will be the seer, I’m so excited” the man giggling while landing the aircraft, “enjoy the sights that innominatam has to offer”.

They all walked, keep a good distance from the other people while scheming, “now we just need to find away to get Jason close to the seer-“ dick spoke but was interrupted by a white robe wearing important looking coordinator “you there!” He yelled and Jason pointed to himself, the man briskly walked towards Jason “yes you! Aren’t you supposed to be with the seer? What the hell did you do with your suit!” The man scolded and behind his mask Jason just looked confused so he stayed silent, “hello? You are one of the seer’s guides are you not?” The man asked again, “yes? Yes! Yes I am! I just got lost could you umm help me out?” Jason said with sweaty palms trying so hard not to seem suspicious, “ugh you guards of nowadays are so stupid, come along” he said practically pulling and shoving Jason in the right direction, “hmm that was easy” gar joked, “gotta hand it to him, the kid is good” korry laughed sarcastically, “we are actually screwed” Rachael chimed in. “Alright everyone you know the plan, now move out” dick orders and they all split up disappearing into the crowd.

Meanwhile with Jason, it was like he found his people, barely an hour in and he found it easy to talk with the other guards they all walked infront of the seer, and Jason had to steal a few glances, you were stunning, your skin glowed, you were adorned in gold and moved gracefully in your black dress, your short tight curls covering your eyes at all times but you managed to see clearly, you were the same age as him or maybe a year younger, but as the other two guards talked Jason couldn’t stop staring at you well that was until the other guards started talking loudly and you twitched a bit, it was such a slight movement that even if he being a detective in his own rights, had blinked he would have missed it, this made his attention shift towards the guards in-front of him.

“I’m actually looking forward to those rebels showing up” one of the guards giggled loudly

“When they do show up I’m going to smash their skulls open” the other guard replied

“Well I’m going to take them down for good and then that will be the end of the rebellion” the first guard spoke again, trying to turn it into a competition. “What if I just fight you” the second guard replied again landing a punch on the shoulder of the first guard as they yelped in pain. “Let’s focus guys our main goal is to protect the seer and anyways we can just take them down together when they come, that’s why they sent uhhh three of us” Jason spoke up trying to verbally separate them, the mere words of teamwork and togetherness disgusted Jason to his core but he had to sell the part.

And even though Jason did the right thing by trying to diffuse the situation before they drew too much attention, at the end of the day the other two guards were jug heads (honestly a miracle they managed to keep you safe until now) “three this” one of the guards said throwing a huge punch at Jason, Jason crosses his arm to block it taking a step back to stiffen his stance bumping into you and knocking you to the ground, a large number of gasps could be heard, followed by a pin dropped silence from the entire room. Now Jason was never nervous, never ever had he not been outspoken or struggled to speak, he was a confident man and yet here is was a stuttering mess at the attempt to explain himself to you, a girl he just met tf? Who was he right now?? “I’m umm uhh I’m so sorry.. I uhh, the thing is they ummm, let… let me help” he said stretching his arms to you already halfway up “I’m fine” you said looking up at him, both your eyes hidden, “what?” He asked confused as to why you didn’t feel embarrassed “it’s okay, it was bound to happen really” you spoke in your usual soft voice, “I uhh umm…okay” Jason said finally giving up on explaining himself and just accepting your forgiveness, “now please wait here, i must now attend to my duties”

You said walking by the now saluting guards into a tent and as you disappeared into the curtains of the tent Jason followed your every movement with his eyes.

You being summoned was a rare occurrence because not just anyone could summon you, however today you had been summoned by the leader herself specifically for the purpose of sharing the knowledge your visions provided you of the future. “My Kuria (leader, this is what nobles and diplomats call the leader) I have arrived” you said entering the tent. The leader wasted no time and spoke “y/n tell me what will happen in my nearest future” she said with authoritative hand gestures and you clasped your hands together elegantly as though you were praying “my Kuria I foresee the rebels staging an attack on this very day in this very place, however they will be cornered but before then they kill seven aristocrats which will include 2 of my guards and myself once I am dead the rebels will be apprehended and the rebellion will reach its demise here” you concluded, with a relieved tone the leader spoke again “thank you y/n, that’s all I needed to know, you may go” she said and you did. From the moment you stood on the grounds of the floating capital you knew you would be a casualty but you weren’t fazed by the facts after all it’s not like you didn’t already know how exactly your life was to turn out and as for your death you had already accepted it,

You walked out of the tent now standing next to Jason once more, “the capital is very beautiful this time of the year, I truly wish I could have seen more of it” you said as you turned to Jason who was surprised you were speaking to him, “well uh there is still a lot of time” he said trying to lighten the mood, “that’s quite a nice thought but no” you lowered your head and smiled in defeat, you spoke so softly it tickled the ears of Jason in a sweet sensual way even when you were being serious, just then there was a loud explosion and as the smoke cleared a voice boomed through the crowd “leader of innominatam, leave our land alone, this colony has reached the end of its timeline now leave” they spoke, and according to your vision the time of the attack was punctual and without any warning they began slashing those who stood in their way and the aristocrat’s began fighting back, your guards lunged at the rebels with the first two getting taken out almost immediately, the rebels may not have looked like much but they were quite strong, now it was between them and Jason, they ganged up on him dislocating his shoulder forcing him to lay on the ground conscious but unable to fight or do much of anything really, now standing before you was a rebel towering over you it’s blade over his head threatening to strike you down and yet you refused to move, standing and watching thinking to yourself that afterall this was your fate all along. “Thank you guard you did your best” you spoke and suddenly Jason realised what you had meant, you had known that Jason would fail, that this would be the outcome, you had accepted it with all of your heart, but for some reason Jason, HE COULD NOT.

Using what little strength he had left, he lunged at you pulling you out of the way forcing you both to roll away from the rebels and him unto you, being the purest thing in the land it was ghastly to think that someone would touch or be seen with you in such a way, you both stared at each other for what felt like hours, shaken by the situation the rebels lost their focus and had to retreat, realising where you both were you both separated from each other, touching your head as it hurt from the impact of the floor, the furious crowd closing in on the both of you, it was unspoken of to touch not to mention lie on the seer in such a provocative way, “unbelievable” someone shouted, “disgusting” another yelled, “this is unheard of” one shouted trying to topple over the large number of voices shouting protest however the one that tore through the crowd was the leader in all her glory “the rebels have fled, y/n this is not the scenario you predicted” she said angrily, “this…. This isn’t what I saw….I-I don’t know what happened I-” you protest, still dazed as to what just happened, “hang on a second, this was my fault” Jason sat up coming to your defense, “Jason? Jason! What’s going on there” dick asked from their spy communicators laced in his ear “clearly it was your fault GAURD, how dare you interfere with the duties of a member of my court, how dare you touch a deer so provocatively!!” She said enraged “forgive me I-” Jason pleaded, knowing fully well that he did not have it in him to fight, but the leader interrupted “you will be executed for this” she demanded and the crowd closed in on you two but came to a sudden stop at the appearance of the titans “you have two options let them go or face us” dick said taking a stance with the rest of his team, the crowd continued their movement closing in once more “it’s always the harder choices” he said preparing to fight, in a panic you took Jason’s healthy hand “run” and raced to the edge of the capital “wait!!!!!! What are you doing?!?!!!!!” without even the slightest hints of hesitation on your face you both leaped of the edge and into the large deep pit below, the titans quickly looked at the edge with no sign of either of you, their new mission was to escape this fight and hide.

Meanwhile with you and Jason, as you fell into the very deep forbidden pit, still holding Jason, fuelled with determination once you caught sight of the ground below you, you took Jason’s steel pocket knife and fiercely dragged it into the pit walls to slow your speeds, the blade managed to drive deep into the wall stopping you both from falling any further, you both were now a reasonable distance away from the ground and Jason took the first leap down, and then you let go of the knife, not like he doesn’t have more replicas of the weapon, “what the fuck just happened” Jason said taking off his helmet, simply forgetting he hadn’t disclosed his identity to you, as he revealed his face at that moment it began to rain, it never rained on the capital because it was too far up in the sky but it did rain below. “Who are you” you said moving back practically quaking in fear, he certainly wasn’t a guard he had no markings and he had hair, he wasn’t a civilian because he spoke English that you had learnt in your many studies rather than the native language of innominatam. “Hey it’s ok, I don’t want to hurt, I would never, ummm my name is Jason, fuck this is a mess” he said his tone mixed with frustration and concern but all still genuine so you knew you could trust him “y/n” you said “huh?” Jason looked confused “that’s my name….y/n” you emphasise looking away to hide your blushing smile, it was weird to say your own name since you were constantly referred to as seer and nothing else.

Jason gave you a heart stealing smile before looking up to observe the situation and recall the event that had taken place before looking back at you, gaze filled with concern “I have no choice” he said “what do you mean” you replied “you know exactly what I mean” he spoke again “n-no” you protested, “don’t be stubborn, I have to get you back up there” he yelled with a concerned tone, and you stayed silent “why would you do this” he asked “they were going to execute you” you tried to fight back. “Who gives a damn, there are tons of heroes like me in the world” he said waving his arms, he stopped to look at the rain, your thin clothes already drenched and as much as he would have loved to gaze at how nicely the fabric stuck to your figure, his main priority right now was to seek shelter, and it didn’t help that he already knew that you sprained your ankle during the fall and just wouldn’t admit it, but what he knew for sure was that if you both stayed in the rain any longer it would not be a good start to surviving the night, pacing around he inspected the vast valley, pacing up and down and his frustrations began to build, “you’re a seer, what do we do now” Jason asked and for the first time ever you did not know, you felt frozen in place with actual ice frost grabbing unto your shoes as you tried to breathe, wasting no time, Jason picked you up (bridal style) and began marching, as fast as his legs could go after a while of walking he found a cave.

He placed you on the ground gently, feeling sorry for your drenched state but still finding so much beauty in you. Using your hands you parted your hair, showing off your crystal like eyes fixated on his, “thank you” you said softly and Jason actually turned into a blushing mess right in front of you, he was so out of whack, that while attempting to shield his face from you all he could spout out in response was “I’ll umm start a uhh fire”. It’s not like Jason did not have experiences with girls it was that they were not usually so gentle and kind hearted especially to him, it made his heart flutter without explanation.

Sitting closely to the fire in silence the atmosphere of the cave was tense, “are you normally that rough with all girls” you said staring at the fire, “n-no I was trying to-“ “save me, I know… I’m grateful, but still it felt different” you interrupted him, staring at you own palms before abruptly crawling to his side with eager eyes, and spoke “you’re a hero, does it usually feel like that…. When you save someone”, “what? No, it never feels like that, whenever I save someone, it’s usually just for fun or as a duty, this was different” Jason said staring at his own palms, “duties suck” you added before laying your head on Jason’s shoulder, at first he tended up so hard if you weren’t so oblivious you could almost hear how nervous he was but after a few moments he relaxed himself fully and your soft body felt amazing.

For the next few days both you and Jason got to know each other better although neither of you had confessed their feelings you found comfort in one another, the pit was hellish with such little to eat but compared to the past traumas in both your lives this predicament was a vacation, without reception Jason could not reach the titans all he knew was that they were still on the island because he had you so they would come eventually, to make matter worse your ankle never healed and with every passing day the pit got colder, on this particular day, your thin fabric clothing was doing you no favours, insisting you were fine your body shivered, unwilling to deal with your stubbornness Jason took off his leather jacket and dumped it on your head, you reluctantly put it on, feeling his body heat and smelling his cologne up close, it actually smelt good.

Later that night you were restless, tossing and turning at your side of the cave, “something wrong princess” he asked, that was a new one, putting your hands to your face you turned away from him “I can’t sleep is all” you spoke and after a few moments of awkward silence Jason finally replied “then why not come sleep over here, promise I’m comfortable”, reluctantly you scooted beside him, sitting you tried to imagine how you would make this work exactly, when suddenly you felt the pressure of his hand at the back of your head gently guiding your head to his chest, which to be honest was surprisingly comfortable, once asleep you wrapped your arms around him and when sunlight hit your face, determined to remain comfortable you turned away, Jason also still asleep had one hand on your back and the other behind his own head, after what felt like an eternity of peace and silence, you began hearing voices from various directions, “should we wake em” gar said, “they are kinda cute like this” Tim added in his most fan gushing voice ever, feeling irritated and thinking it was Jason messing around you raised your hand to cover his mouth, “gotta agree with Tim there” kory added, “yeah we don’t have time for this, Jason!” Dick ordered, “Jason shut up” you whined, turning further to the other direction, “sorry princess, that’s not me those are my friends, shit friends but still friends” Jason spoken eyes still closed clearly ignoring his rescuers, “we will meet you at age plane then” dick said and the titans left, “but seriously we do have to go” Jason concluded, annoyed you rose up, “so annoying” you muttered, “ahh so you do admit that I am very comfortable to sleep on” he teased, puffing your cheeks and looking away, “your friends are waiting” you tried to get a pass, “not until you admit it and trust me they will not wait forever” Jason said with a half serious tone, “fine, yes you are very comfortable to sleep on” you said rolling your eyes, “see was that so hard” he teased further, “no” with an amused face you shook your head, “atta girl” he concluded and you were more than ready to go, “oh yeah before I forget, do you want to come with me to back to the city” jason asked looking away bashfully, “really?” You asked, “ummm yeah, it’s a bit dangerous, and unstable but it would be….. nice having you around you know” jason tried gathering his words as he scratched the back of his head, “jason I would love to” you said, and you could see the joy spread on Jason’s face, “alright let’s go then” Jason said giving you a piggy back ride, as you both walked off to meet the others.

The end

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #teen titans #robin #red hood #red hood x gender neutral reader #red hood x y/n #red hood x reader #red hood x you

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cheshire-silent-cat · 10 months

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Calling all fictional writers,

This is a cry for help 😭😭

We love and appreciate you but can you guys please start writing stories about jun Guevara who is also a top tier attractive character with a lot of personality. It might be a challenge but please let’s save this man from the underrated jail cell he has been sentenced to

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cheshire-silent-cat · 10 months

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Move my heart

Hobie x y/n (Pt3)

Did I just use my free day to write this yes I did and no one can stop me, this hobby of mine is quite fun being able to share my whacky ideas and thoughts with you all so I wanted to take a moment before lunch to tell you all a big thank you for reading and sharing my work. I really do love it here.

Warning; rage, distress, cliffhanger, unanswered questions and angst, mentions of autism.

If you see any mistakes I may have made please do draw it to my attention thank you

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“yeah what of it” says in an annoyed tone, “hold on you all slept together, here?” Pav asked wearing a face that could only mean he was making romance assumptions once again, “no, well yes, not like that” you stutter, “so what are you guy like a thing” miles interjects “nah man, Oi I beg you mind your business” Hobie spoke getting increasingly irritated, he gazed down at your small figure, his jumper draped over you, he had to admit, it suited you well, his staring continued and he couldn’t help but notice how sad you looked “love, about last night” he started “oh yeah, don’t worry, it’ll never happen again” you say and then leave. Hobie falls on the nearest couch “fuckin hell mate, you man don’t even live here” he groans, as his friend gaze at him in confusion.

From then on you avoided Hobie like the plague, spider woman said it was typical for you to run away from your problems, even though she it wasn’t true it was her way of trying to bait you into working with Hobie again, whenever Hobie made it to a mission, you had already completed it and were about leaving, whenever he invited you to hang out with them you would say you had plans even though it usually included hiding to eat by yourself, however on this day, in a different world, thanks to an anamoly a building had collapsed and even though you had defeated the anamoly what was proving to be more difficult was your current task, you were trying to convince a mentally challenged (autistic) child to trust you enough to come out from under the rubble pile he had been hiding under before the fragile structure gives out and collapses on top of him. Kicking, scratching and screaming he is pushing you away from even helping him and the more the both of you struggled the more unsteady the structure became, frustrated you sit next this hiding spot, looking through the corner of your eye you sense someone, you turn your head to see Hobie, but what really caught your attention was his guitar.

Instantly forming an idea you run up to him, snatching the guitar off his back faster than he could react, almost like even he was curious to see your plan in action, you lay the guitar flat on the floor next to the rubble tower, and start lightly tugging on strings creating a sweet gentle melody, “now that is just long, why not use your bed to pull the kid out” Hobie said feeling cocky, “shhh, and swift movement could bring it down” you say and Hobie runs out of ideas to challenge you with, you start the melody again, humming to the tune, the sound is alluring and gentle, it manages to tickle the curiosity of the child, he slowly comes out, and without warning you grab the child holding the guitar and web away, the tower crashes down releasing a storm cloud of dust.

You and Hobie are separated and you are with his guitar, suddenly you are grabbed by tentacles lifting you in the air, you are met with Hobie once again, with tentacles entrapping his body, “hi, love” Hobie said as the tentacle waved his body around “hi mate” you imitated his accent, you were quite pissed at yourself, here you were ignoring a good guy because he kissed you because you are scared he won’t feel that way about you and it was just a fling and to make it worse he didn’t know what he had done wrong so now you are the unfair one, do you see the problem here, you could feel your subconscious ask you.

“C’mon love don’t be like that” Hobie protested, wiggling around to free himself from the tentacles “alright fine, sorry, what is it that you want to talk about” you said, free from the tentacle now fighting the giant Ursula looking doc oct, “I was kind of hoping , you might want to hang out this weekend, kind of like last time y’know” Hobie nervously plays his sonic guitar sound to keep the anomaly back, “like a date….then yeah of course” you say landing your last kick to the doc’s jaw. A portal opens and you both walk in, leaving the anomaly for the spider people clean up crew. “You two, what the hell was that” Miguel yells, “it wasn’t our fault that anomaly-“ you abruptly take off your mask to say before interrupted by Hobie, “we don’t have to answer to you, be grateful you sent us and we handled it fucking narcissist” Hobie takes off his mask to stare down at Miguel properly.

You both had been so preoccupied with verbally taking Miguel down you had not noticed that both your masks were off, this was the first time you both would be seeing each others faces and identities, but when you both did notice it wasn’t the reaction either of you had neither imagined nor expected.

The room fell silent, and you both watched as the colour drained from the others face, it was you, the mystery lady in his dreams, the reason for his sleepless nights, he always wondered why the dreams stopped the moment he met you, he had so much to say to you, so much to ask you but he didn’t know how to express his emotions, he’ll he was barely processing them properly so he said nothing, giving you the same emotionless snarl he gave everyone else in hopes you weren’t to intimidated by him, he met your eyes and in that instant he was overtaken by shock, as you stared back at him, tearing stinging your eyes “prowler” you whispered, taking a few steps back, you walk away, “wha- hey hang on” Hobie attempts to follow you, but you shoot a web, sticking his hand to a nearby wall, the last thing Hobie saw was angry tears streaming down your face before you disappeared into a portal behind you

#hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie spiderverse #hobie x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie headcanons #hobie x you #hobie my beloved #hobie x y/n #hobie brown #hobart brown #hobart brown x reader #spider punk x reader #spider punk #spider punk x you #spider punk x y/n #hobie fanart

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cheshire-silent-cat · 10 months

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Move my heart

Hobie x reader (Pt2)

What a crazy story line, I don’t even see Gwen like this but at the same time I do, I think she is very mistrusting especially in the new movie, anyways Hobie still remains my knight. I thought of this part of the story while washing my hair and because I yelled “Eureka!!” I got soap in my eyes and mouth, so take that as a sacrifice worth your likes, follows comments and all that good stuff. For those of you who actually love me, I’m fine Dw and for those who are laughing 🖕 😂. Jk love you guys and enjoy the story, pls let me know if you see any mistakes so I can fix ‘em.

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Arriving at the scene, Miguel and Hobie attempted to attack it head on, but were thrown out of the way, Hobie made impact with the solid wall, exhaustion taking over his body and he did not get up “Hobie!!” Gwen screamed, every plan thought of failed, this goblin monster was just too big, in order to keep Hobie safe, you used your web to leave him on a park bench away from the battle, the others devised a plan to manually push the monster into a portal back to HQ, and there they could try to contain the monster, using brute strength they all pushed the monster into the portal but it was resisting, roaring to keep them away, till this moment you had not exactly engaged in the fight instead you had been watching , you spotted a splinter at the root of the monster’s wing, you jumped on it’s back, “hey spider-belle, that is really not safe, get down” miles yelled out, you pull out the wood piece, and the monster lets out a huge sonic roar in pain, you pop down in-front of the monster and in tried moving back, it tried wiggling off but you were persistent, “easy….easy, you’re ok” the monster slowed down to your voice, “now, see I’m not so bad hmm? How do your wings feel” you ask hopping down and it flaps them frantically, then nuzzles it’s nose into your stomach lifting you up and you hug back “you are very welcome” it drops you down very slowly and you end up sitting on your knees with the beast’s huge head on your thighs “we allowed you go on a rampage, we must have frightened you….so much, I’m sorry, but it’s alright now” you kissed the beasts head, the beast stood up straight raising its huge hands to you and you climbed on, it moved you to its head and you both walked into the portal, you promised to visit and the machine sent the beast home.

After several hours, hobie opened his eyes, he had been laying on your thighs and he was completely embarrassed, his hands were wrapped around your waist signifying that he must have pulled you into this position, you were talking to him, he expected, you were cursing him for putting you in such a position so he pretended to still be asleep in order to hear what you had to say to him (in his sleep) but to his surprise you were humming, fiddling with the spikes on his mask, your voice was so sweet and calm he felt like he was floating, and you smelt like award winning flowers, and your waist was so small his face was buried in your open torso and to him your skin was like clouds he had never slept so peacefully, “oh you are awake” you sang and instinctively Hobie jerked up in embarrassment, “uh Yh Yh” he said looking away from you “how did you sleep” you asked trying to meet his gaze “feel like I was smashed against a brick wall” he said his thick accent attempting to soothe your worries “that’s cus you were tough guy, can you stand” you asked getting up from the bench, “don’t worry about me sweetheart I’ll be fine, I don’t believe in pain, that’s a fascist excuse for slacking off” his voiced trailed off as you looked at him with utter disbelief but you still respected him for some reason, “alright c’mon big guy” you place his hand over your shoulder, and Hobie stands up, he thinks of fighting your intentions but he couldn’t bring himself to refuse you and ends up going with it as you support a limping Hobie into a portal to his world .

“Creepy how you know where I live, love” he says, “oh this was a guess” “meaning??” “I was just going to keep portal jumping till I found your world” you both laugh and drop Hobie on his couch, you attempt to take off hobie’s mask but before you could reach it Hobie grabs your hand, and you pull back, resisting the urge to take off your own mask.

“Sorry… I’ll leave, take care of yourself ” you say stepping back to open a portal. “I got a shit ton is of pot and I don’t think I can finish it all by myself” Hobie said his hands waving around as though he was actually making efforts to look cool “pot as in weed?” You asked closing the portal, “love, I’m asking you to stay” he said in a condescending tone, “fine I’ll go start the kettle” you were met with a confused silence “what?? I don’t smoke and this place is freezing, you have your way and I have mine” you say looking away as you pour the already hot water into a cup of grass, as you are doing this Hobie gets up walks auto behind you and places his jumper on your shoulders, scared and blushing out of your mind you turn around to leave, now finding yourself cornered by him, his tall body towering over your small frame, both your eyes gazing at the masks of one another, and in that moment time stood still.

A few minutes later you found yourselves laughing at each others music and politics related jokes, making voice impressions and giggling like kids, you still had your masks on but both of them were raised above their mouth and noses as they smoked and drank the pot, although you were both pretty high, every time you drank your tea, you made a subtly unimpressed facial expression, “so how is it” he gestured to the tea, “it’s an acquired taste” you giggled, “so it’s shit” he asks “what? No” with that he picks the cup out of your hands and try out the tea, “I was right, try this” he says holding a blunt to your lips, “I’m not sure I’ll be good at it” you say attempting to slide away from him, he snakes his hand around your waist to stop you, reluctantly to take the blunt in between your lips.

See this wasn’t your first time smoking pot but you weren’t sure if it would be up to his standards, after a few drags you got up, “I should be on my way home now” you giggled, “nah nah, no portal jumping, under the influence”, “I’ll be fine tough guy-“ he got up pulling you to him and kissing you out of the blue.

The next morning, you woke in hobie’s room, wearing his jumper over your suit, next to you he was still sleeping, with his mask on revealing his nose and mouth, flashes of last night resurfaced in your memory, and you suddenly felt the urge to leave, not just because you didn’t know how much time had passed in your own world but because it had been a while since you had last kissed a person and you were not trying to catch feelings for someone you knew wouldn’t feel the same way. You snuck out of hobie’s room, gently closing the door after you, now turning around to leave, you are met with gwen’s harsh gaze, of course you did not know how to feel, she had been judging you from the moment she met you, not because she didn’t like you, it was because she did not trust you, she was used to being the only girl in the friend group, the only girl around Hobie, and not having another girl around one of her closest friends especially this super skilled, super sexy beloved spider person that is now wearing her friends jumper that she usually wears, sleeping in a home she usually sleeps in. The silence is loud, so loud that the uncomfortable atmosphere manages to wake Hobie up, a shirtless but masked Hobie walks out of his room and at that same time a portal opens and out of it appears Miles and pavitr, “hey gwenny, you’ve met y/n AKA spider belle” he says snaking his arm around your waist in attempt to dim the awkward atmosphere, “hang on, she slept here” Gwen asked sounding a tad bit ruder than usual considering the fact she was talking like you were not in the room, Hobie might be a punk but he is still a respectful gentleman which also means he won’t take shit like that, in an annoyed and defensive tone he responds to Gwen “yeah what of it”.

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie x you #hobie x y/n #hobie my beloved #hobie spiderverse #spider punk #spider punk x reader #spider punk x y/n #spider punk x you #gwen x hobie #hobart brown x reader #hobart brown #hobie headcanons

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cheshire-silent-cat · 10 months

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Move my heart

Hobie x y/n (pt.1)

This may as well me the new series I’m coming up with, I’m obsessing over this man so I hv too many story ideas, I am writing this hungry but gosh I’m way too lazy to go but what I want to use to cook so Hobie is distracting me from my problems so I help he can distract you from yours

For now there are no warning asides from the fact that I think it’s cute

Feedback is always welcome and if you see any mistakes in the piece let me know in the comments so I can fix them

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“Hobie? Hobart” a mystery lady spoke, Hobie standing in a field, clutching unto his throat he could not breath, but regardless he still turned his head to her “I finally know what to say to you when I find you, please find me in the future” you said coughing out a black substance, before dropping to the ground, a black goo spreading across the field, Hobie with a terrified expression takes a few steps back, suddenly feeling a sense of obligation runs towards your body, as it her body dissolves into the black goo covered ground, desperate to get to this person, unable to breath he runs even faster, not minding the goo latching unto him, slowing him down, he still wanted to try and y the time he got to her, she was gone he started to slow down and as his vision glazed over he too collapsed in that field. And he woke up.

He quickly sat up in his bed, taking big breaths, his Shallow breathing was loud , he looked breathless his hands shaking and beads of sweat forming at his forehead, he looked around to find Gwen and pav, they had crashed at his place and now he wished they hadn’t “shit, are you ok, you look awful” Gwen stated slowly reaching her hand out to his back, “I’m fine” his cold tone forced Gwen to retract her hand before it made contact with him, “you sure dude, we heard grunts and you were tossing and turning you did not at all look peaceful” pav joked trying to lighten the mood but it wasn’t working “I said I’m fucking fine, mate, now go to sleep or some shit….. piss off” with that he roughly laid down facing away from them, he thought to himself how his friends were being silly, he had had these dreams several times, it’s really no big deal, he is fine, isn’t he??

“Hobie, get your head in the game this is serious” spider woman yells motioning at the zoned out spider punk to do something, anything. Hobie vigorously shook his head he caught sight of long hair, with a familiar hue, grabbing the civilian with such speed that he himself almost tripped but gazing at the civilian’s face it wasn’t the mysterious woman, he let go of the woman, raising his hands in the air in a surrendering motion. He backed away slowly.

Because of his new detrimental moves during battles against anomolies he was called to HQ, by Miguel “mate, what is this, the Human Resources phone you or sumthin” he tried to deliver a joke but his voice trailed off into a mix of cold and tired every time he spoke, “Hobie what’s actually going on?” Peter b Parker spoke up “man, I don’t know what you are on about, so lay off” Hobie spoke leaning on a nearby wall, “dude you seem exhausted” Peter tried again to reason with Hobie, “and did I tell you I was tired” Hobie spoke his voice even darker, he did not like to admit his problems but when Peter handed mayday to him Hobie found himself spilling his guts like the baby had held him at gun point, “astral projection” Miguel diagnosed, then he chuckled which seemed to set Hobie off based on his expressions Miguel was lucky mayday was holding him back “sorry, it’s just that you were trying to find this person in your present time, Eres tan estupida, there is no point to that even if you did meet the person, lo que harás, the person won’t know you because-“ Miguel stated before being rudely interrupted by Peter b Parker’s voice of realisation “you are seeing their future self”

“Exactly, but don’t worry you will definitely meet this person, seems like a canon event at this point, but don’t tell them about tho stuff it could stop the canon event from happening” Miguel said scrolling throught the tablet screen in his hand, “damn…. Imagine how much I could have saved on fortune cookies” Hobie rolled his eyes, “there is just no winning you over is there, whatever” Peter said rolling his eyes “shit the new recruit kind is today and spider woman is u available…uhhhh hobart take care of this” Miguel order “fuck no” “yeah give the man a break he sounds exhausted” “Oi I ain’t exhausted” “see he isn’t exhausted and that’s good because the recruit is already here” Miguel looked at Hobie with a cocky grin “where” Peter asked frantically turning his head, “what for it” Miguel said his face now looking impressed, you dropped from the sky view, crashing through the ceiling “oh there she is”.

Landing infront of Hobie you ride up slowly allowing him to assess your figure, your suit had a hoodie as well as an opening at your lower back and your stomach, the pants part of your jumpsuit were shorts complimented with high knee sock-shoes to show off your thighs, you were gorgeous, you smelled so nice too hang on what the fuck was he thinking, he just met you there is no way he is thirsty for someone he hasn’t actually seen the face off, staring at him, you cock your head to a side “what you staring at love, I got sumthin on my face” he said feeling his mask, “hmm.. funky mask style, oh cool outfit, instead of a traditional suit, definitely a rocker with that sexy punk rock attitude” you said basically circling him, Hobie got tired of using his eyes to follow you so he just stared straight ahead “look love I don’t know what your getting at but-“ Hobie protested but was interrupted by your actions, you grabbed his face is a playful yet loving way “and the cutest British accent, there is not a doubt in my mind you are Hobie” you added and that got to him.

Hobie was used to a lot of things but his accent being called was something that made him blush so hard he was happy to still have his mask on, looking into the eyes of your mask that reflected his own, he suddenly felt calmer, much more relaxed and vulnerable, even though you were just holding his face and he was bent over to meet your height it was comfortable for him and he never wanted to leave, seeing Hobie in a tamed manner was weird to all the others in the room, “oh my how rude of me I did not introduce myself I’m spider-belle” you say sheepishly as tho you were embarrassed by your own name “spider-belle?” Gwen asked as she walked into the room, with miles looking confused at the name, “yeah… originally I was called spider woman but then the people started calling me spider-belle and it just stuck I don’t exactly like the name because it’s directed to my body but yeah” you say “.I can tell” she continues and you chuckle several times trying to get comfy with the conversation “it is what it is innit” Bobbie said regaining his senses after you let go.

Simultaneously everyone in the room received a notice on their watches, and within seconds a portal was opened, a green goblin anomaly had appeared in a spider less world, a big team was needed considering that the anomaly was big and over powered, it was an actual green goblin with wings and a sonic roar and it was on a rampage, it had already taken down the scarlet spider which meant it was a big deal.

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Wild Flower Pt 3

Neteyam x fem!na’vi reader

Pairing: neteyam x y/n

Warning: you are fine, however if you decide to follow this series ⚠️ minors dni ⚠️ viewers digression is advised.

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Getting home he shared the news with his brother and mother at seperate times, his mother just happy to live a peaceful life with her family looked forward to meeting you, Lo’ak on the other hand teased his brother without mercy asking for tips to get tsireya to notice him “wel baby brother the trick is to simply be me” they both laughed, “let’s hurry up I’m meeting her by the beach soon” Lo’ak made kissing noises as he watched his older brother jog off into the distance, he reached the beach upon his arrival he was met with aonung, rotxo and a group of other males leaving the beach giggling.

neteyam waited a while and in a not so far distance he say a hand frantically waving, your skin tone far to unique not to be recognised, he figured that it was not sign language so he dove into the water swimming to you, you signalled to him that a pile of rocks had your leg trapped preventing you from swimming up to get air, exhausted by all your struggling your body began slowing down, seeing this neteyam rushed to help struggling to lift all the rocks that caged your ankle, after a short while neteyam was able to easily move these rocks and your drag you up to the surface “what happened” “anunong and his friends” you panted trying to make sense of your words, reaching the beach you fell on your knees “y/n!!” You observed the back of your left leg where you felt so much pain, you reached a point with a distinct bite mark and spoke slowly, “pitcher fish, must have gotten its venom in me while I was fighting to get…away…from the-“ unable to finish your last word your passed out, neteyam quickly picked you up and took you to the tsahik where the olo’eyktan stood by her, as well as anunong and tsireya and even his father “y/n!!” Ronal said walking to her quickly “what happened” toniwari asked concerned for his niece, assisting in laying you down on the healing mat “why don’t you ask this txìm (ass)” neteyam spoke as he moved forward to anunong inches away from him, “me, what did I-“ “because of your sick joke she got bit by a pincher fish” every word spoken in an enraged tone “that wasn’t supposed to happen we intended to keep her there only till the earthly dusk” anonung shaken up by this new found fear he saw within neteyam’s eyes, “there wasn’t supposed to be a plan in the first place” a snarl followed every word he spoke as he pressed his middle finger against the chest of anunong, “neteyam, that’s enough” Jake said almost unable to hide his pride for his son. “She is weak, we need to monitor her this night to ensure nothing goes wrong only eywa can give her the strength to overcome this” ronal said massaging your leg to ensure she has gotten all the venom out “you can’t do that in your condition” tonowari protested, helping his wife back up to her feet “I’ll do it I created this mes-” anunong said but interrupted by neteyam “you have done enough” he moved towards you and knelt beside you, “sun of sully my orders were clear you were to stay away from-“ tonowari began but was interrupted by ronal who placed a hand upon his chest and spoke “Fwäkì ke fwefwi nìpxi mì+ txele -yä tìyawn” (Mantis doesn’t whistle, don’t expect someone to do something that isn’t in their inherent nature especially in matters of love). Tonowari softened as the sight of neteyam concentrating on only you. “Fine, I’ll leave them to the protection of the great mother.

And with that the royal family left the healing pod, Jake sat beside his son placing his hand on his shoulder “that was badass” the strange compliment earned a laugh from the two men “you should have since anunong from my angle the guy looked like he was gonna piss himself” the laughter went on “I’m proud of you son” “thank you father” “no I mean it, look I don’t know where this thing you have going on here will lead but today you found something worth fighting for and you fought, you didn’t back down, you will make a great warrior” “thank you father” “if you need anything you can stop at the hut to get me, and before I forget, that’s the girl who saved your life before so I approve” neteyam smiled as he watched his father leave him, that night neteyam spent it kissing your fingers and telling you stories, he would shake at every turn and every movement you made in your sleep, fighting off the feeling of drowsiness the best he could.

The next morning ronal walked into the healing pod to find you sitting up awake and confused but neteyam hands wrapped around your waist asleep on your thighs, “I see you ronal” “I see you y/n, we thank eywa for your health” following her was anunong who apologised to you, and then he apologised to neteyam, still on your thigh neteyam rolled he body to face away from anunong “skxawng” you pinched him and he immediately jumped to an upright sitting position shaking away his sudden childish before he reached out his hand and shook anunong’s in a new found respect for one another.

Since the olo’eyktan had removed his restraint on your relationship with neteyam, you seemed to always be in his arms when you both weren’t working either he was holding your hand , or had his hand around your waist, or his tail wrapped around your leg, he seemed to love physical contact. But what he loved even more than that was the privilege he had to parade you as his, your scent constantly mixed with his, due to your previous illness the community was mostly stagnant with its feeding portions being decreased and the herbs not being delivered to the healers. When you did return, the community began to truly see the importance of you to the clan, and because of this some people treated you better but not all, they warmed up to the sully’s much better but it wasn’t enough for neteyam, several males shamelessly tried courting you and it pissed neteyam off, some did it in his presence but neteyam was always able to keep his feelings of jealousy under control. He couldn’t be mated with you until he fulfilled all the requirements according to the metkayina laws in order to pay respects to the culture of his new clan he must get the blessings of both the tsahik and the olo’eyktan, as well as build a pod to raise a family in, as a warrior in training he must become a full fledged warrior and with that he will be able to court you and mate with you as he would be marrying into royalty there will be a tìmuntxa ftxozä (marriage celebration). Neteyam especially hated how you were right overworked and he tried his hardest to provide you with breaks or moments to relax.

Laying on the floor of the cave staring at the blooming flowers that brightened up the already lit up cave, you raised your finger poking the petal softly, then tucking your chin into the folds of your arm you watched the flowers with adoration, “teyam aren’t they beautiful” “they are, but I’m more interested in you” you giggled and rolled your eyes landing at the back of the cave that seemed to be dim, you crawled over quickly to check what had happened, and when you did you froze up, to you the site was horrifying, there it laid a dead flower, brown and cold while the others had a glow that radiated heat but the flower could easily be dissolved in heated water, your lips quivered as you slowly picked up the flower holding it against your chest, tears stinging your eyes you looked at your boyfriend with a shaky voice you said “what do I do???” The scene crushed neteyam’s heart and confused him a bit, you rode a predator, slept in a cave,you were fierce but you get upset over a flower why where they do special, these were thoughts that crossed his mind but he did not dare start pondering on them, you needed him and he wanted to be you, “let’s bury it here so it can return to eywa, your softened expression looking at neteyam, in the state you were in you reminded him of tuk, he dug up the soil and you buried the follower using your hands to sweep the already dug out hider back into the whole. He pulled your head to his chest and you nuzzle your body into his, your height difference adding comfort to the moment he rested his head on your, thinking of ways to make you feel better, then he had an idea.

Dragging you by the hand down the beach like a toddler as you moped, head bowed, walking lazily behind him. You both reached a sudden stop and your head shot up in fright as you to the cries of his ikran, you jumped behind him peeking your head over his broad shoulders, a habit you had developed over the course of your relationship when’re he introduced you to new things like tricks from the forest that you found fascinating. He guided your hand slowly touching the face of the creature, he then made the bond and mounted the creature, offering a hand to you, hesistant you took his hand, he pulled you unto the ikran, your small frame sitting infront of him, his large muscular arms caging you to the creature. The ikran took off your eyes slowly opening to the sight, excited by the view you screamed, neteyam trying to impress you, attempted hoops and flips and although most were successful he concluded that it would be best if he did not do any tricks, just to keep you safe. The view was marvellous and you could not get enough, I mean you were actually flying over your village you could see everything, the glitter on the sea, the smoothness of the sand, the beauty of your village and all the animals your people coexisted with, you stretched your hand out attempting to catch the clouds rendering your hand wet, you looked ahead, in the direction of the sun, it seemed so reachable, you closed your eye’s, inhaling the calming air around you. The ikran landed and your boyfriend jumping down from the creature, grabbed you by the waste, helping you to come down as well.

For the next few days both you and neteyam were exhausted, warrior training for your boyfriend was becoming brutal by the day and as for you, the harvest celebration was coming up and a larger number of your people wanted beaded tops and jewellery, this was a celebration common for the females finding “the one”, you were glad that this year you could spend it with neteyam. The previous years were never as kind, not only would men court you for the purpose of sex alone, women made an effort to stay away, you didn’t want to embarrass your family by standing next to them so you were always alone, standing at the corner for the whole event. Your chores might have been hard but you were certain that you loved neteyam you missed spending special moments with him, these days spending time with him is more of a napping date Than anything else. Laying on your hip as you laid on your mat.

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My Wild Flower Pt2

Neteyam x fem!na’vi reader

Pairing: neteyam x fem!na’vi y/n

Warning: you are fine, however if you decide to follow this series ⚠️ minors dni ⚠️ viewers digression is advised.

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Neteyam was told to rest and fully recover from his severe injury but somehow the herb used made his body feel so much lighter that when he did get shot, he was able to move around with ease against the wishes of all those around him, neteyam was almost never resting in his pod. His near death experience gave him a new perspective on the choices he had made, in simple terms, he wanted to see you and no longer cared for the consequences of that. He found your cousins prying answers of your location out of them without so much as a threat, soon enough he found your cave, it was so much work climbing up to it and the lingering pain in his chest only slowed him down, reaching the cave, he took a very close look around it was spacious and comfy, it had a hammock and a mat, a small stool and a rectangular rock you used as a table for your work space, it also had a kitchen and a fireplace for warmth each aspect of your home divided by sea shell curtains. Looking at your table neteyam couldn’t really tell what your role was in the clan, there were woven basket with spears for fishing, hunting bags, potions, herbs, ointments, and enough beads and strings for a whole community, with the level of concentration you were applying into the bead top you were making, neteyam was convinced you were striving to be the best you could be, unwilling to disturb or provoke you he turned away in an attempt to leave but was stopped in his tracked by you “you are not supposed to be here, won’t your father be angry” your voice a sweet melody to his ears “I just wanted to see you” his words stunned you momentarily causing you to look up, “regardless, my uncle will be very angry with you if you are seen with me, doesn’t that bother you?” “No, I should have the choice of seeing the woman who saved my life” you looked up finally starring into his amber eyes,” I should atleast know your name,” he added, “y/n and you are” you said pulling the string of the bead once more, “neteyam… neteyam sully” “strong name, it suits you” you said patting the ground next to you signalling neteyam to sit, there was a long silence, and neteyam found comfort in it as you focused on your work, neteyam slowly fell into a deep sleep leaning on your shoulder, after several hours you raised the string to your mouth, using your teeth to cut it, lifting your work up to admire it , you placed it gently on your table, neteyam, finding comfort on your shoulder, but showing signs of discomfort with his chest, you strategically laid him down on your mat, without waking him up, as the earthly dusk (night) drew near, you set a fire to keep neteyam warm, grinding your flower and mixing it with the Swotulu you had collected singing a mellow hymn of prayer to eywa, you unwrapped the dirty cloth from the bullet wound on neteyam’s chest, you cleaned the wound first causing neteyam to scrunch his nose in his sleep, massaging the herb on his chest, you went into your kitchen the seashells on your curtain chiming as you passed them. returning with a cleaner cloth, your wrapped it around the torso of neteyam as you had done before, finally you cleared all the herbs away from him and threw on him a thick wooven blanket to keep him warm, you returned back to work, finishing all the herbs the tsahik had assigned you to mix, filling it into your bag. You went to sleep on your hammock.

In the morning neteyam woke up, to find that you were absent, curiously he explored your home, finding himself in the kitchen where you had prepared grilled fish, you had eaten half of it and neteyam helped himself to the other half, feeling his chest, he noticed how relieved he felt and how clean his bandage wrap was, feeling an urge to lie down, he crawled under the blanket, snuggling into the affectionate gift you had landed him for the stay in your home, he looked around observing your room, he smelt the raw meat of small animals that came from your hunting bag, he noticed that the bead top you had made the day before was gone and the basket that was once empty was filled with fished, he saw that the containers of herbs were now lined and organised and he couldn’t help but wonder how long you had been awake, or if you ever slept at all, hearing footsteps and neteyam quickly closed his eyes pretending to sleep, you Walker over to him feeling his forehead to check his temperature, neteyam frozen in place trying to give a very convince performance as he feared you would chase him away if you knew he was awake, you walked away from him yawning “ugh, that’s the first part of the day done, I’ll just sleep now then meet up with my tsahik” with that you fell asleep in an instant, unbeknownst to you, your exhaustion was being showcased to neteyam, a vulnerable part of you that he thanked eywa for the opportunity of seeing. He walked over to your hammock tucking your messy hair behind your hair, “ neteyam, your family must be worried, you are welcome back anytime” your drowsy voice a precious melody in neteyam’s ears.

With an unexplainable joy to him, he walked home without a care in the world “bro, where have you been??” Lo’ak called running over to neteyam, Kiri running after him, they embraced neteyam with relief “are those new wrappings” kiri said pointing to the light brown cloth wrapped around your torso, “uh yes they are…I wa-” his words interrupted by his mother neytiri who ran over to him to hug him tightly filled with joy and relief, “neteyam! My sweet boy, thank you great mother”. The family had settled in their pod once more, when jake spoke up “where were you??” “with y/n” “who??” “The niece of the tsahik” “weren’t my instructions clear” “I know sir but she was dressing my wounds, I fell asleep there, it was my fault completely I apologise” neteyam said looking away, Jake looked over to neytiri who gave him a stern look “w-well if she will help you get better faster I guess it’s okay for you to see her” hearing the words of his father neteyam struggled to hide his smile. “Thank you sir” with that neteyam was dismissed, he sat on the outside of the family pod enjoying the fresh ocean breeze, “so who is she?” Neytiri perched down next to her son prying for answers “her name is y/n, she has the most vibrant eyes, she is very feisty, her hair is curly, and her voice is just beautiful, she is such a wild flower, it saddens me that she does so much for her people and she is not recognised for it, it breaks my heart to see her exhausted”. Neteyam realising that he was ranting about a crush to his mother, avoided making eye contact. Neytiri using her hand to face her eldest son’s face towards her offered her words of comfort “you should tell her that”, agreeing with his mother neteyam kissed her forehead and left with a new found confidence he marched to your cave, “wow this place is so pretty” neteyam almost snapping his neck with the speed he used to turn around to see tuk as well as the rest of his siblings who had secretly followed him to your home, “so where is she bro” lo’ak teased, “none of you should be here” neteyam protested, “Kiri look at the beads they are very shiny” “tuk don’t touch that” “is she a healer as well” “Kiri please keep your hands off the herbs I don’t want to provoke her” all of neteyam’s protests are went unheard, his siblings rummaged through your room feeling and smelling everything they could get their hands on, you walked up on your cave already smelling the scent of the man that had slept in your home before “wow teyam, you multiplied, didn’t know forest na’vi could do that” neteyam turned to face you, your hand entangled in your wet hair and the other on your waist, water carefully rolling down your skin neteyam could not help but stare not realising his mouth was agape “don’t drool bro” Lo’ak whispered, using his hand to close the jaw of his brother, his brother brushed it off with an awkward chuckle “no y/n meet my siblings Lo’ak, Kiri and tuk” he said gesturing to each of them as he called their names,

“oh I know you, you’re the angel lady that played with me one time, when I was home sick, neteyam, she is my friend we swam together and made jewellery she taught me how to tie my jewellery better, I didn’t know her name so I just called her angel” tuk bragged as she gestured for you to carry her, and you did that once able to reach your neck she gave you a tight squeeze. “I hope you have made friends” “yes lots” “that’s good” with tuk in your hand you moved towards Lo’ak “I see you Lo’ak” you raise your hand to your forehead and he responded “you were the one that punched my obnoxious cousin in the face, nice arm” “how do you know??” “I am always watching” you giggle at your attempt to sound mysterious on purpose, “and Kiri” you cupped her face and stared into her bright amber eyes “you are very beautiful” she blushed at such a direct compliment. You served them grilled fish, unwrapping the injury to see the progress of his back injury it seemed to be healing rapidly, thanks to your flower, you passed him a bottle of the liquid herb you made best “näk” without question he closed his eyes and drank the herb expecting it to be bitter but opened his eyes in shock of its sweet calming taste, “what’s in this” “a special flower I grow in a secret place in the sea, who knows maybe I can take you there sometime” you said smugly, neteyam smiled “why not now” “ah I wish, but I still have various errands to run, oh we could go tomorrow, I have a day off and I’m more than happy to spend time with you” neteyam blushed at your sudden request “well go tomorrow then” “so tell me y/n are you a jewellery maker, a hunter, fisher or healer” “oh I’m all of those things I’m also a carer to the sick and a cultivator” “but why do so many things, eywa knows I couldn’t” kiri furthers her questions. “It’s not like I want to I just can’t afford to be useless I’m already…. Odd” you forced a smile staring in to the fire, “oh no, I need to deliver fishes to the tsahik so she can bless them, you get up quickly stuffing a few beads to a sack and tying it up “for you tuk” and with that you grabbed a basket of fishes and ran out of there. The next day you ended up not being able to spend time with neteyam once again your chores doubled over on your day off at the last second. And for the next few days you and neteyam were unable to meet, and you missed each other dearly.

when you did finally meet he was at the peak of his health, he was riding and I’ll and you were cruising through on the back of your akula when you spotted him, “I see you blue” you teased and he raised his hand to his forehead unable to contain his laughter, “the smell of your ilu is making my beast hard to control” “then I’ll just ride with you” your face blushed, “I’m actually on my way to my secret place I told you about” “can I come too?” You paused thinking for a bit “let’s go ean tutan” “you need to find a better nickname for me sevin” “aren’t you feeling flirtatious today” with that you both dived into the water with neteyam’s hand tightly wrapped around your waist, frightened by the speed of the akula he hid his head at the crook of his neck, accidentally shifting his hand to your breast in his quest to grip unto you tightly, the beast abruptly stops “umm neteyam” “uhhhh sorry” he blushed “no don’t be, I like how your skin feels against mine” you admitted blushing, your blushing state affected him, suddenly he as struggling to hold his feeling back, keep his composure, things he had mastered at a young age, the mere gaze of your eyes into his broke down his walls, he found himself moving towards you, inches away from you he cupped your face in his hands placing a kiss on your lips, realising what he had done he opened hot eyes to apologise “I am so s-“ interrupting him you wrapped your hands around his neck and kissed him “don’t apologise skxawng” he moves his hand around your waist passionately colliding his lips with yours once more, your tongues battling for dominance, stumbling around as you devoured every second of this moment, you fell to the ground, your weight pulling an intoxicated neteyam to the ground with you, the bioluminescent glow of the tunnel amusing your eyes and that of his to seem even more captivating, “nga yawne lu oer y/n (I love you y/n)” “nga yawne lu oer neteyam” “I would love for us to be mated but that would be too fast, let’s wait, get to know each other better” “I couldn’t agree more ean tutan” “yawne! Find a better nickname I beg of you” “hmm how about ma’ teyam” his ears buzzed with the way you called him his new Nick name. “These are the flowers I used to heal you, no one else knows where they are, they are extremely important to me and I only use them during emergencies, since I am the only one that can grow them the olo'eyktan has requested I bring it to him I simply could not so I refused, I prefer to give the mixed herb with the flower as a main ingredient to the tsahik”, you look at neteyam with a certain level of intense serious “do you understand, no one can know about this place, promise me” “I promise” relaxed by his certain answer you look at him and speak softly “we should head back, now you have no reason to see me anymore” “I’ll make a reason” “such as” with that he took a bracelet off your wrist and said, “meet me at the edge of the beach tomorrow”. You both got on the akula’s back neteyam’s fear clouded by joy of his new girlfriend.

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