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#-n with is more than people ever did back then!!!! also don't think g or d would ever let anything go that far!
stabortega · 5 months
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NO SURPRISES — CHAPTER TWO
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Summary: Having to deal with the aftermath of that situation was definitely worse then finding out the truth.
Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Fem!G!P!Reader
Warnings: NSFW. Implied fem reader, she/her pronouns used. Mentions of sex, dirty talking and sexting. Knife play. Mentions of kinks, nothing explicit. Top!Reader x Bottom!Jenna. MDNI.
Author's Note: Still think my writing is trash but you guys seem to like it. 💜
MASTERLIST.
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"What the actual fuck?!" Jasmine almost yelled as Jenna shoved her inside one of the dressing rooms in the set, while she tried to shut the other actress up. "Thank god someone's paying that poor girl's college."
"This is not fucking funny, Jasmine. I shouldn't have told you." Jenna locked the door behind her, looking at her apprehensively. She made a terrible mistake by telling Jasmine what went on last night. "And now they expect me to work with her? After I-"
"Seen her dick? Oh god, what will be of you?" The black girl laughed, while sitting down on the couch. "Chill, alright? She probably doesn't even know you donated. I mean, what was your username?"
Jenna gulped. "I don't wanna say it."
"Come on, was it that obvious??" Jasmine rolled her eyes, waiting for an answer.
"It was my first name then the first four digits of my birthday."
"I cannot fucking believe you."
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Living in New York wasn't easy. Every apartment was obnoxiously expensive, so you had to resort to leave the city and start living in Brooklyn. It was a nice neighborhood, the best you could afford if we're being completely honest. Moving to the big city was by far the best and the worst decision you've ever made. Other than starting college, obviously.
I mean, you loved every second of it, but it started to fuck your financial life right up the ass.
"You should create an Only Fans or something." You almost spit the whiskey shot you were drinking right back to your cup, looking at your friend as if she just told you that she had killed three men with a needle. "I'm serious, (Y/N). Do you know how much money you can get just by posting out some feet pics, or whatever?"
"I'm not gonna sell pictures of my feet for cash, Liana." She shook her head no while taking a sip of her Appletini.
"Then don't. Sell your dick pics, or livestream. Come on, I know how much you're struggling and you know you're putting that body to waste. What's the worse thing can happen?"
And she was right. You started out with just an account on that website, posting some pictures here and there; until one of your followers suggested livestreaming and said she would pay some good money just to watch you cum on your stomach (which obviously, she did). It happened so fast that, when you realized it, you were able to get yourself a better place right downtown, pay off your college debts and buy a professional video camera to shoot some amateur movies. And no, not the pornographic kind.
You wanted to be a director someday, but you were also really good with a camera; which is why you got the opportunity to work in the upcoming Scream movie as an assistant videographer (and because Liana put in a good word for you). It was your first real gig in your area of interest, you couldn't be more excited.
The first day was just like any other. You got to meet a few people and get a hold of the equipments you were going to use.
"Ay, (Y/N)! Come here for a sec!" Your boss, Dave, called your name while you were looking at one of the IMAX cameras, which you've never got the opportunity to film with. You realized he wanted to introduce you to some people, which he did. You just didn't expect it would be one of the protagonists (and the newest it actress of Hollywood). "It's a pleasure to meet you, Jenna."
You extended your hand for her to shake, which she did after looking at it for a couple of seconds, almost if she was analyzing you. "Nice to meet you too, (Y/N)."
And that was pretty much it, you guys didn't exchanged any other words besides that on that particular day. You even thought that she could be avoiding you, for whatever reason. All throughout the day, you felt her gaze on you multiple times, but everytime you looked at her, she just looked away.
"You're definitely not subtle." Jasmine whispered in Jenna's ear, while she watched you handle one of the camera films. "I'm pretty sure that she can physically feel your eyes on her butt as we speak."
"She's definitely gonna find out that I was on her stream last night." The Ortega took a deep breath, looking away when she realized you looked at her again.
"She's not, don't get paranoid. You have the most obvious and boring username ever? Yes. It would take just one Google search to figure out your identity? It would. But still!" Jenna got up from the chair she was sitting, realizing that all she wanted to do was to smoke this off.
"You're not helping, Jasmine." She took out her pack of Marlboro's and her lighter once she was outside. "I never even watched porn before, not even by myself."
"And now you donated $1500 to a complete stranger just so she could cum while moaning your name. That's a character development." Jasmine stood beside Jenna, who had just started smoking so she could even try to forget that she wanted to sit on her coworker's dick less than 24 hours ago.
"I'm never doing that again, Jasmine. It's inhumane and gross. It was the first and the last time."
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jenna2709: thought about you a lot today.
"Oh, did you? Good to hear that." She locked the door behind her and sat on her bed. That was Jenna's, at least, 10th day of watching your streams nonstop. And she had just "caught" you in the beginning of your livestream (which meant that she had the notifications of your page on and was too much of a chicken to admit it). So that meant that you weren't even undressed yet, you were just rubbing your dick over your sweatpants and chatting a litte bit with your followers before you started your actual show. "What exactly were you thinking of, huh?"
jenna2709: of me sucking your cock under this table while you tell me how much of a good girl i am.
Jenna realized what she said after she already sent the message. Where did that came from? She thought while looking intensely at the livestream, hoping you would just stop with the teasing and take your cock out of your pants for her to see (and drool). "Oh baby, I'm sure you're very good with your mouth. Wanted to cum right on your throat and make you swallow every drop."
jenna2709: i would be honored to be your cum dump.
"Okay, I crossed the line." She took a deep breath, not even recognizing who was that person inside of her, the person that would say the most obscene and erotic shit that she ever heard. It was almost if something awakened inside of her everytime she saw you. Every couple of days, at exactly 10PM, she would lock herself in her hotel bedroom and fuck her pussy so deep until she passed out from having like, five orgasms. And that was the easy part, obviously. The hardest part was definitely waking up in the morning and having to look at you as if she didn't saw your dick inside of a fleshlight the night before.
Jenna grew up christian. In a american dream type of household. But getting in touch with Hollywood and all of the film industry made her get out of her bubble and quite literally, discover the world. She drank, she smoked, she went to 2AM parties at some A-List celebrity's house that she never even met before. But sex? Never sex. She met a few people here and there, but nothing further. It made her think about that, the fact that she couldn't even be interested enough in someone to actually have some sort of contact with them; but with you, she would stay all night thinking about you fucking her raw and senseless until she couldn't remember who she was.
"Stop teasing, Jenna. We both know you were born to be my cum dump, and mine only." You were so horny imagining having that stranger on her knees while she had her mouth open, waiting for you to dump your cum inside of her pretty little throat. You took your cock out of your pants, a little bit earlier than you've expected, but you were getting so worked up that you didn't even thought about your stream routine. You started to stroke the member gently, feeling your dick pulsate right on the palm of your hand. "I know that you're the only one who can take care of this right, don't you think?"
jenna2709: if you were mine, i would make you cum on my pussy everyday.
Jenna started to get scared. Who was this person that was hiding inside of her? Was she really like that? Is she the female version of Christian Grey and doesn't know it yet? How the fuck she got so horny all of a sudden?
She knew that the reason you were playing that little game with her was merely money. But there was a part of her, a tiny part that hoped that you felt attracted to her as much as she felt to you. Even if you'd never seen her face, or her body. It didn't mattered if she had just met you a couple of days ago; she wanted you to want her, the same way she wanted you.
"And if you were mine, I would carve my name on your belly so everyone would know who you belong to." Oh yes, the knife play.
Jenna wasn't naive or innocent, she knew about fetishes and BDSM practices; and thankfully there was the option of marking your kinks on your own profile when you created your account. The actress spent an embarrassing amount of time researching some of your kinks that were listed on your profile (there was so many things she didn't even knew existed, to be completely honest). And the thought of you doing all of those things with her got her aroused in a matter of seconds.
jenna2709: you could carve your name on my face, for all i care.
jenna2709: i would definitely want people to know that i'm yours.
The rest of the livestream went as usual, you doing all of the things that your subs asked you to, Jenna being awarded as the number 1 tipper for the 5th time in a row, nothing out of the ordinary. You were just about to cum for the second time when Jenna tipped you again with a request.
Wow! "jenna2709" donated $2000 with the message: i want you to cum for me, again.
"You know I never decline your requests, baby. But, let's be fair this time around?" You answered, a little bit breathless, masturbating your cock as hard as you could. "I'll give you a private livestream if you show me your face."
Oh, a private livestream?
Jenna had been following your for awhile now ever since her first time watching your stream. She knew that private livestreams weren't something you did. And yet, you were here, offering one for free, just to see Jenna's face in return. It was a really good offer, but Jenna couldn't accept. If you found out who she was, the shooting would be the most awkward work experience for both of them. It would be like, "Hey, (Y/N)? Can you get this camera ready for me? Also, I've already seen your dick and I'm having wet dreams with you fucking me like the slut I am." So, she took one last breath after she decided to stick with her original plan and decline.
jenna2709: it's a deal.
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joonberriess · 1 year
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m r k i m
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p a i r i n g : taehyung x reader
g e n r e : CEO au.
t a g s : boss-employee relationship, hook-up(s), dom undertones, tae’s possessive but it isn’t said (but can be seen), lil aggressive with it, praise, slight fingering + cunnilingus, a guide on how to NOT act with your boss, unprotected sex, creampies, you both drink but consent, reader wants to sleep cos y’all got a meeting, y’all do NOT have feelings for each other tho, low-key besties who fuck (FWB)
w o r d c o u n t : 3.9 k
s u m m a r y : being mr kim’s assistant had a lot of expectations, but sleeping with your boss certainly wasn’t one of them.
dedicated to my dear @thvhoe
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A lot of people were easily intimidated by Kim Taehyung and for a good reason too. He was what his American associates called the "monopoly guy", he knew how to run a business and was the best anyone's ever seen. Of course not without his trusty entourage he held by his side, his "inner circle" as Taehyung referred to it as.
Taehyung only held those he thought were good enough close to him, and by chance you happened to be one of the members alongside Jeon Jungkook and Jung Hoseok. You worked under him as his personal assistant ever since he had taken over the company, but that was three years ago and now Taehyung was one of the richest men alive.
He considered you a close friend, others commenting on how Taehyung held you in such high regards. Afterall, you were his faithful assistant who was able to get shit done and make a room full of grown men twice your size shut the hell up and listen to you.
"Don't let her appearance fool you," Taehyung often said, "she's a lot scarier than I am."
Taehyung clearly favored you, a lot of the others in the office saw the nature of your relationship. In fact there was not one single person who didn't think that if they talked to Taehyung the way you did, casual and so informal, they would still have a job within the next hour.
They envied you, often discrediting your hard work and spreading rumors about you and Taehyung sleeping around given that you spent a lot of time in his office. (They also said this because they thought you slept your way to the top.)
However that was simply not true.
You were very much different than the women that seemed to flock at Taehyung's side. He liked that you were quieter and more reserved, you were also a pretty simple person to impress. But just because you were quiet didn't mean you took anyone's shit, you handled your own pretty well.
It was evident Taehyung cared for you deeply, and at first glance it's cute. Until people start to actually delve into the nature of your relationship with him..
It starts with the most obvious thing ever: body contact.
Taehyung liked to touch you a lot, he almost always had a hand on you. It didn't matter the setting nor event, his hand was always somewhere on you. There were three main areas he touched a lot.
The first was your shoulders, he had a habit of hovering his hand behind your back as if he were guiding you somewhere. Then it finally would land on your shoulder, preferably right on the edge.
Jungkook is the first person to take note of this. It happens when he's heading into Taehyung's office with some important paperwork. He whistled softly under his breath and knocked on the glass door.
"Come in." Taehyung's muffled reply comes shortly afterwards.
With the head of his foot Jungkook pushes the door open, "I have the papers regarding the meeting you had earlier this week. All transcripts of the contracts are here." Jungkook says before his eyes land on you and Taehyung.
You're sitting in Taehyung's chair calmly typing on his computer. Taehyung is leaned over you, one hand on the desk and the other over the back of his chair. He's dangerously close to you, almost breathing down your damn neck.
"You can set them there." Taehyung motions to the corner of his desk when he notices that Jungkook's standing in place.
"Sure thing boss.." Jungkook mutters as he walks over.
Your eyes snap over to him, "Jeon," you softly hum, "do you mind turning in some paperwork I have on my desk downstairs? I need them delivered by noon."
Jungkook opens his mouth to answer when he notices Taehyung's hand drop down to your shoulder, gently massaging it as he rubs his thumb over it. "I uh, yeah," he awkwardly mumbles, "anything else?"
"No, you're free to go. Thank you." Taehyung turns his attention back to the computer screen.
The second was your waist, whenever you two attended galas or important events you were his go to as a date to these things. There he'd have his hand on your waist and would guide you from there.
"Mr Kim, I'm so glad you could make it." One of Taehyung's associates says as he greets the latter with a handshake, "Oh and who must this young lady be? I don't believe I've ever had the pleasure of meeting you." He smiles, encasing your hand as he lands a kiss on it.
Taehyung subtly tightens his grip on your waist, fingers digging into your side just a tiny bit. "This is my personal assistant, y/n l/n, she's someone I hold dear to me." He says through a forced smile.
The man notices Taehyung's annoyance and quickly drops your hand, "Ah I see," he chuckles, "I'm sure she's a very hard worker."
"Very, now if you will excuse us we'll be finding our table." Taehyung starts walking in the other direction as you follow closely behind.
You smirk to yourself, "Perverted old geezer."
"Right." Taehyung smirks back.
The third and final one was your hands. He'd compare both hand sizes and marvel at how much larger his was than yours. You called bullshit because why would your boss ever want to hold hands anyways.
You're both out for lunch, enjoying the scenery and having a small laugh here and there. "I thought I saw her," you muse softly, "she really doesn't seem to be giving up huh."
"No." Taehyung groans, "She won't stop calling my parents either, they tell me to at least give her a chance but it's more of them wanting me to find someone to give them grandchildren." He scoffs.
"I see." You sneak a few pieces of steak on to his plate, "And you don't like her one bit?"
"God no, she's just an obsessed person who thinks we're meant to be because our mothers know each other. I never entertained her ideas, and you'd think she would have taken the hint by now." His eyes drop down to your fingers, "Is that a new ring?"
You nod, "Mm, I got it yesterday."
"Let me see." He gently brings your hand up to his face as he holds it. "Beautiful." He smiles softly and presses a gentle kiss to your hand.
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Taehyung and you were set for a business trip down to Tokyo, he said it had to do something with expanding business over there and establishing himself. You simply arranged for the flight and hotels, "I assume Jung will be coming?" You calmly hum whilst typing away on your laptop.
It was currently ten at night when Taehyung had called and told you about the business trip being moved a week earlier. Normally your employer wouldn't call you this late at night but Taehyung wasn't like most other employers. You didn't mind anyways, he was nice to talk to.
"No, this time it's me and you. I'm sending Hoseok down to Busan for the time being, Jungkook will be overseeing business here. You're needed with me because I need transcripts of the meeting and contracts for the new business over there."
You hum quietly, "How long will this trip last?"
"A week."
"Right, like I don't have a million other things here in Seoul to look after, I don't quite think you pay me enough." You calmly say as you purchase the two flight tickets.
Taehyung chuckles on the other side of the line, "Is this you rebelling against me y/n? Should I give you a raise to keep you happy?"
"A raise and more vacation days." Your lips curl in a faint smile, "If I knew any better I'd also say that maybe a new car," you're cut off by his laughter once more, "I take it you're going to consider it?"
Taehyung clears his throat, "Give me a good pitch and I might throw in a new watch."
"I'm pretty and your favorite, that's my pitch to you Mr Kim." You close your laptop after printing out the tickets, "Plus you'd be a mess without me, admit it I make your day better."
"I'm not denying y/n," He chuckles, "get some rest the flight is early tomorrow."
You roll your eyes, "Don't act as if I wasn't the one who just bought the tickets, I know damn well what time we fly out." You chuckle quietly as you shake your head and reach for your wine glass.
"Good night y/n." He says in that fond voice you're so used to.
"Night Mr Kim." You softly reply and hang up, still smiling even after the call was over and done with.
The next morning was pretty busy as you went around running some errands before your flight which was scheduled for eleven. You were in the middle of buying a few essentials when Taehyung called you, "Hello?" You frown, "Is something wrong Mr Kim?"
"Where are you? I finished what I had to do in the office, I can come by wherever you are given that the flight is in an hour."
"I'm in downtown, just finished getting some coffee for us, I'll send you my location don't worry." You hum, hanging up as you send him the address.
You don't wait for long, he comes within twenty minutes in his sleek black car. "Morning." You say as you greet Taehyung's driver, "My car is parked out front, thanks once again." You say since the driver would be taking your car back to your apartment, "Mr Kim." You hold out a coffee.
"Thank you y/n." He takes a sip before nodding, "Just how I like it," he winks as he goes around to open his trunk, "get in, I'll put your stuff away for you." You nod and take his coffee back as you climb into the front seat.
Taehyung drives you two off to the airport, the check in goes smoothly and soon you're both sitting together in first class. You have a book in your lap as you read through the pages whilst the plane prepares for takeoff. Taehyung was looking through his own files whilst you both sat together in comfortable silence.
"Say," Taehyung softly begins, "have you ever visited Disneyland in Japan? I heard it's pretty nice over there, and seeing that we'll be in Japan I was hoping to visit the most magical place on Earth." He whispers sarcastically with a grin.
You look up at him unimpressed, "What are you five?"
"Ahh you wound my heart." He dramatically says as he slumps in his seat, "After all I have ever done for you."
"We'll go, you're free the day after tomorrow," you chuckle softly and look into his eyes, "I better be paid for overtime, dealing with you isn't a piece of cake like others think it is."
Taehyung grins, "Deal."
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Tokyo is as lively as you remember it to be, Taehyung takes you out to experience the nightlife in Japan. You're both walking down the neon lit walkways where street vendors are set up, it isn't different from Seoul and such. You find yourself growing hungrier by the minute after smelling all the good food.
"Anything stand out to you yet?" Taehyung says, still in his white dress shirt and slacks with his sleeves rolled up and his tie gone.
You nod, "The ramen here." You stick close to him and every once in a while you feel his hand brush against your lower back as he holds it.
"I know a few stands around this area, Yoongi brought me here once and I think you will like it too." Taehyung firmly plants his hand on your waist and guides you around the many bodies overcrowding the area. You lean back into his arms and follow his lead into another area which is less crowded. He doesn't let go but you don't seem to mind as you both enter this lively little restaurant together.
"For two." Taehyung yells out in Japanese to the shop owner who nods his head and directs you two to a table.
"What time would the meeting be tomorrow?" You cheekily say as you rest your chin on the palm of your hand, "Because I'm thinking of a little sake to wash down the ramen."
Taehyung gives you a look, he's trying so hard to be stern but his façade cracks and he smiles, "Had I known you were a drinker I would have gifted you a bottle instead of that necklace I gave you on your birthday."
You shrug, "Not a heavy drinker, but I do indulge here and there in some wine and alcohol."
"Right." Taehyung hums.
Dinner went smoothly, you both drank two bottles of sake together and still managed to fit in room for some dessert. It was roughly around midnight when you both made it back to your hotel. Taehyung and you were still a tiny bit buzzed but it was wearing off after the Takoyaki balls you both had.
"Fuck," you mumble, "the meeting is at ten." You bemoan softly as you dig in your purse for your keycard, "This fucking hangover is going to kill me, you better order me some coffee tomorrow asshole." You point an accusing finger at him.
Taehyung chuckles softly and runs a hand through his hair, "Sit and talk with me for a little yeah? I mean the night doesn't have to end here." He says as he waves his own keycard around.
You know you really shouldn't and that it was best you go to bed and prepare for the meeting with all those important figures. That was the logical and professional decision, but you were never good at following your own orders. Which is how you found yourself in his room, way past the point of no return.
"It's really been four years since we met and started working with each other huh?" He says with a bittersweet smile, "I can't believe it.. You know you're special to me, you're more than my personal assistant y/n."
You nod slowly, "I can say the same Taehyung." You pretend to not notice the way he perks up a little when you say his name, "Now don't get sappy with me you little shit, we're supposed to be talking about that heiress not our relationship." You laugh, wanting to curve the subject quickly.
You see the thing with Taehyung was you two HAD indeed slept with each other but that had been a long time ago on another business trip to Dubai. You slept with each other occasionally when the time was right, it was amazing how you two could fuck and then not act all awkward the next day.
Taehyung licked his lips and eyed you, "And if I don't want to talk about her? I could think of a million things far more interesting than her." His voice is low and a bit raspy from the drinking.
"Like? I don't think reminiscing in the past is pretty interesting to talk about." You chuckle softly and shake your head, "Ugh it's already two, I think I'm going to head back Tae, gotta mentally prepare to face those assholes at the board meeting." You stand, burping quietly as you collect your phone and purse off of the mini table.
Taehyung hums softly, eyes following your every move until he gets up and follows you to the door. You're a tad bit nervous with how close he seems to be trailing behind you. You can feel his breath hitting the back of your neck as you reach for the door handle.
"y/n." He says calmly.
You give a "hm" in response and turn to look at him with dazed eyes. That was where you fucked up, because now he's tilting your head up by your chin and leaning down to capture you lips in a slow sensual kiss. Your eyes flutter closed and you lean into the kiss, hungry for more. He lets out a pleased little sigh and nips at your bottom lip.
"I take it you're going to stay?" He mumbles against your lips.
You nod slowly and that's all he needs before he picks you up and carries you over to large bed. He tosses you down on it, standing at the foot of the bed as he stares down at you. "Undress for me beautiful."
His deep voice never fails to send shivers down your spine, you reach up to unbutton your top and toss it off to the side. You then unzipped your skirt and began to slide it down your thighs when he spoke again. "Slowly baby," he licks his lips.
You manage to slide the skirt off, kicking it to the ground as you extend your leg in his direction, showing off your pretty stockings held up by your garter. "Like this Mr Kim?"
"Oh yes," he whispers, hand encasing his hand around your foot and kissing the side of it. "Beautiful." He lays kisses down your leg, right until he's kneeling over the bed with one knee on the edge and the other on the bed. He turns to leave kisses against your inner thighs, nipping and sucking at the exposed flesh there.
You relax on the bed and eagerly lift your hips up but he holds you down gently, "Let me have my fun with you, been so long since I last had you like this l/n." He grins.
"Didn't know you fancied me so much Mr Kim," You breathe out.
"Oh you have no idea sweetheart." Taehyung's hot breath fans over your panty covered pussy, he leaves a small open mouthed kiss over your mound before he reaches up to peel away your panties.
The cooler air brushes over your wet pussy, Taehyung doesn't make it any better by dipping his tongue between your soft dewy folds. His tongue runs over your clit as he swirls his tongue around the throbbing bud. A quiet little moan escapes your lips, you reach below to grasp his hair.
"Are you always such a tease?" You softly say, "Or do you like making me suffer?"
Taehyung hums, eyes still fluttered shut as he continues to lap and lick at your clit. He doesn't reply to you while he does his thing, he looks so lost in eating you out it makes butterflies erupt in your stomach.
"Tae," you moan out, back arching off the bed as he takes your throbbing bud into his mouth and sucks hard.
He let go with a wet pop, panting softly against your pussy as his warm breath fanned over you. "Impatient?" He says in amusement as he climbs up the bed to hover over you, "How long? Hm?"
Your lips part but all that comes out is a little moan when his fingers run up and down your folds before he presses in and slips one, then two. Your eyes flutter closed and you can't form any words, your mind is all clouded with the pleasure he's giving. Taehyung leans down to press his forehead overs yours as he stares down at you with an intense gaze.
"Answer me," he presses his fingers deep, right up against that sweet spot you oh so love, "c'mon, can't imagine it'd be that hard."
Your eyes flutter open and you stare back at him, "Been.. too long," you whimper quietly.
"How. Long." Taehyung whispers harshly against your lips, fingers curling and stabbing right into that sweet spot over and over again.
You cry out weakly and reach up to hold on to his arms, "A month."
"Good," he replies softly, "open up for me sweetheart." He sits up, fingers slipping out with a wet squelch as he brings them up to his mouth to suck and lick clean.
You shakily spread your legs and watch with lust as he unbuckles his pants and pushes down them down enough to fish his cock out of his boxers. Taehyung licks his lips slowly and shuffles between your soft thighs, slapping his cock against your folds.
"Arms above your head sweetheart, hold them for me." He murmurs lowly and presses in, "Yeah, that's it." He grins, pushing his cock in all at once.
A low moan escapes your lips, you stare back at Taehyung with a dreamy little smile on your face. His cock slips deep, stretching you perfectly and fitting right inside like if that were his place. Taehyung's hand comes down to grip your wrists and his other hand settles right on the headboard.
"You look so perfect for me." He whispers breathily.
You let out another moan when he slips back and then pushes in. He builds a steady pace, not quick nor slow, your pussy absolutely gushes around him. The slick noises build up with every thrust and the slide gets smoother and smoother.
"Fuck, Tae," you grit your teeth in pleasure and squirm around, " 's not enough."
Taehyung bites his lip, "What do you need sweetheart? Tell me." He rolls his hips faster, "You need me to fuck you harder? Faster? What is it?" He groans out, bucking his hips a little too harshly.
You nod eagerly at all of that, a choked moan escaping your throat. "Words y/n." He growls out, pace slowly down drastically as if he were punishing you.
"Faster, harder." You cry out.
Taehyung squeezes your wrists and almost immediately starts fucking into you harder. His hips slap against yours punishingly, the sound of his balls slapping against you resonates throughout the room. Your poor thighs quake and a strew of mewls and needy whines escape your lips.
"Taehyung..!" You whimper, your squirming increasing.
He growls lowly and lets your wrists go in favor of grabbing on to your waist and squeezing. "Always so good to me," he grits his teeth and pounds into you, "gonna fuck you stupid.”
Your g-spot is hit relentlessly as he lands hit after hit on your sweet spot. Your eyes flutter shut and lips part with a series of long moans escaping you. Your orgasm slowly creeps up, your pussy tightens around his cock like a vice. It definitely has him being a bit more verbal.
“Fuck!” You cry out, back arching and thighs going stiff as your orgasm hits you full force.
Taehyung moans softly at the pressure around his cock, he leans down to kiss the side of your neck and suckle on the skin there. His pace slows down but still persistent as he tries to reach his own orgasm. Occasionally his cock twitches inside of you and his moans grow in volume.
“Shit,” he sighs quietly when he comes to a stop and switches to grinding his cock deep inside.
A satisfied little sigh escapes you when his cum fills your cunt up. You relax on the sheets feeling boneless and tired from the days events. Taehyung lays next to you, carefully pulling out as his cock slowly slips out with a wet little squelch.
“It’s three.” He mumbles quietly.
“If I’m late, you’re going to be writing up the contracts yourself.” You say, making him laugh breathlessly as he gently smacks your side.
“Deal.” He grins.
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the-little-ewok · 5 months
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“permission to lean in?” “permission granted”, “with your lips on mine…”, and “you kissed me last night.” “and you didn’t stop me.” with Poe?
Unremarkable
Poe Dameron x G!N reader
Rating : M
Wordcount : 1400
Warnings : Non descriptive sexual contact mentions, sort of enemies to lovers (but also sort of not?), mentions of marriage, a bunch of teasing and banter.
Summary : The morning after the night before has you giving Poe some choice feedback.
A/N : Sorry I kept this kinda short and sweet and I didn't include one of the prompts. It was difficult to fit in. And sorry it's taken me so long to finish it!
Un-beta'd. Sorry for any mistakes!!
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"You kissed me last night," Poe comments the moment he walks into the empty meeting room, unceremoniously throwing himself down in the chair beside you, scrambling to catch the cup of caf he upsets on the table in the process.
"And you didn't stop me," you reply with a sigh at his actions, mopping up the spillage as he gives you an apologetic look. Even as a General, Poe was still a disaster flyboy, though you don't know why you thought that would ever change.
"Oh I know. I just wanted to remind you about it so it was at the forefront of your mind," he grins, not missing a beat in the conversation despite the mess he's made. You roll your eyes, trying to ignore the heat that prickles the back of your neck at the memory of what followed that kiss, the one that had you both stumbling into a supply cupboard of all places. Yes you might have instigated the kiss, but Poe had taken it much further than you had intended at that moment.
"You're right, I did need a reminder because it was pretty forgettable," you shrug, as though there isn't molten lava flowing through your veins at the memory of his tongue between your teeth, his body pressed against yours, the sound of supplies clattering to the ground from the shelves with the force of his thrusts.
You don't look at him, but out of the corner of your eye you see Poe's eyebrows shoot up somewhere into his hairline, and you have to bite your tongue to stop your laughter. He recovers quickly, leaning back in his chair and attempting to look as nonchalant as possible.
"So you won't be wanting a repeat tonight then?" He asks casually, picking up his datapad and flicking through it as though he isn't subtly watching your reaction.
You shrug noncommittally, dragging out your consideration as you sip what's left of your caf.
"Hmm, I don't think I had plans tonight, but that said I'm sure I can find something better to do."
"Than me?" Poe scoffs, as though he can't possibly imagine you would want to spend a night anywhere else. He gives up the show of looking at his work, throwing the data pad back on the table and folding his arms. "Well I heard Retha is hosting a film night in the mess. I'd probably have more fun at that than with you anyway."
"Probably,” you shrug, “but you know you can't concentrate through an entire film.” You glance over at him, watching his eyebrows pull together in a frown. He knows you're telling the truth but he's spoiling to argue about it.
"How would you know? You fall asleep ten minutes in and then wake up for the end asking twenty questions about who people are,” he accuses in retaliation, meeting your gaze with a glare of his own.
You jump back in, ready to defend yourself because he knows the problem is him. How many times have you settled down in his bunk to watch something and ended up under him, above him, and well, a whole lot of other positions that did not in any way involve watching the film.
"That's a lie. You've hardly ever let me watch properly to know what's going on anyway!"
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asks. You give him a pointed look of warning, wondering if he really wants you to bring up his handsy antics in front of the other resistance members who have started to file into the room. When he continues to glare at you you decide he clearly needs it spelling out.
“It means maybe I don't know what's going on because someone can't keep their di-” you cut off your hissed reply, temporarily putting your argument on hold as Poe is interrupted by one of his commanders. You offer up a small smile at the others who begin taking their places around the table, chattering softly between themselves.
When everyone seems otherwise distracted Poe rounds back on you, unable just to simply drop the topic.
"Okay, point taken, but I only interrupt the boring films," he concedes, folding his arms stubbornly. "And let's be fair you've never complained."
"Well there's never really anything to comment on, complaints or otherwise" you shrug, watching his mouth fall open that for a second time you've insulted what he considered his second best talent to flying. His eyes flash dangerously and you can't help squirming in your seat, a delicious tingling licking across your skin at the thought he may make you pay for that, one way or another.
Poe’s eyes narrow and he leans in close to you.
“Oh really? Not even that one time we-”
"Are you two done?" Finn interrupts, making both of you startle. You feel your cheeks heat with embarrassment, realising everyone at the table is now staring at the two of you. Sitting back you fold your arms, it's Poe’s fault. He started it.
You catch the tail end of Poe's grumbled comments to himself as he gets up to host the meeting, turning on the screens with a "forgettable…show you nothing to comment on."
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You stay behind as everyone filters out, leaning against the edge of the table waiting for him.
"So," Poe asks coming to stand in front of you, placing his arms either side of you, caging you in place. "Forgettable? I doubt you would have married someone who left you with forgettable hmm… moments." He settles on with a grin.
You laugh, amused that he's still not over the fact you said that, even almost two hours later.
"I was caught up in the momentum of victory," you tease, enjoying the butterflies his closeness gives you, still basking in the joy of being newlyweds after the end of the war. "I was excited to marry the resistance poster boy. Who knew he'd become so predictably boring? I mean really Poe? A supply closet? You can do better than that."
He huffs in response, acting offended all over again.
"Oh so now I'm forgettable and boring? I really thought you were still hopelessly in love with me and enjoying every moment of christening our new base. I mean, you certainly seemed to be enjoying it, rather loudly if I remember correctly," he gives you a smug grin and a raise of his eyebrow. He knows full well how much you enjoyed it and yes, perhaps you had been just a little bit loud about it.
You shrug, still playing along.
“Oh baby, that was all show. I couldn't let you think you were disappointing. You are the big scary General after all,” you tease in a babyish tone.
Poe glares at you, stepping back and clasping his hands behind his back, looking every inch the leader he is. The look he gives you sends heat rushing through your veins. The game is wearing thin, his jaw is tense and his eyes are narrowed, waiting for your move. He wants to prove your comments are wrong, even though he already knows you are only teasing.
"I guess I've interpreted this situation completely incorrectly and you don't want to help your General check out all the rooms, including the supply closets?” He asks, unmoving.
You lick your lips, fixing him with a sultry gaze.
“Well, I might be convinced, if only so I can help improve your performance.”
"Well aren't you just so selfless?" He rolls his eyes but steps towards you anyway. "You know I was thinking we could see how this room fairs but I assume that's too predictably boring for you?"
"Well," you grin, "we don't have that much time and this room is conveniently empty."
Another step towards you, "You're sure you have nothing better to do?"
“I have a free five minutes. That's all you need right?” you shrug, making the pilot break all pretence and start laughing.
He grumbles something about cheek and insubordination but you’re too distracted with the way he lights up when he laughs to care about his insults. You’re struck once more with a wave of love, the same one that made you fall for him all that time ago. Stars you adore him, you want him, you need him.
"Permission to lean in?" You ask, curling your fingers into the collar of his shirt, pulling him against you as Poe takes your waist.
He pauses for a moment, making a show of considering your request before his expression finally softens. He leans in to whisper against your lips.
"Permission granted."
He makes sure what happens next is anything but forgettable.
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Thanks for reading!
A/N : Please, please if you enjoyed this take the time to comment and reblog! Interaction is the only thing that keeps writers writing!
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fischltao · 1 year
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BF TSUKKI<3
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plot: random bf tsukki headcanons. reader insert.
a/n: your honor i love him. also i wrote this on a whim while listening to body paint by arctic monkeys
proofread?did i proofread this??idk :D
"and if you're thinking of me, then i'm probably thinking of you"
tsukishima wakes up super early to have enough time to be a hater
he really doesn't, he probably sleeps super late, spending the time on his phone and wakes up moderately early, like 10-11 AM
doesn't want akiteru to find out about him being in a relationship, he'll probably annoy him the fuck out and make him uncomfortable
so you don't really hang out at his house and the one time akiteru saw the pair of you walking down the street, he jumped in to ask you if you were his s/o and you kinda lagged out, not really knowing what to answer since you knew kei didn't want him to know for the time being but also feeling guilty for lying
kei saved it though
lmao no he didn't, akiteru was sure that you were his partner after that encounter
you, kei and tadashi are such a power trio,its kinda like those shonen trios (nobara/megumi/yuuji, aki/power/denji)
ukai teases you a lot as his assistant and eventually takeda sensei starts doing so too in his own ways
but whenever hinata or kageyama do so, tsuki goes well, tsuki mode
tanaka and nishinoya probs ogle after you but when guys from other teams do so they protect you out of respect for you and their teammate's honor
tsukishima often sends you songs that remind him of you, he never outright tells you so but you figure it out after the first few times he sends them to you.
looks over at you after scoring a point or doing a great block to see your reaction, his chest swells with pride
dumbass (affectionate)
tries to annoy you a lot but you know it's out of love
you're kind of like the default settings for him. sad? go to y/n. happy? y/n. wants to go out? y/n. is hungry? y/n might be hungry too so he's gonna pick up something extra for you too.
would die if he made you feel uncomfortable, like you don't understand how sick with himself he would feel if he ever made you feel like that.
super proud of you when you say something he would to the team. everyone's like "YOU CORRUPTED THEM >:(" and he's in the back smiling smugly and patting your head.
cuddly when sleepy. my brother in christ will on god lay on top of you, literally almost crush u, push his face in your neck and whine but as soon as you coo at him and say something along the lines of "aw is my baby sleepy?" he'll DENY e v e r y t h i n g. he's worse than youtubers getting caught red handed committing a crime. like tf you mean, there's literally evidence📸
he thinks about you so much throughout the day, you're his safe space <//3
he is kind of insecure though. when he notices other teams approaching you, it's then that others' comments about him begin to soak in.
of course he wouldnt admit it but you can see it in the way his face falls
tell him you love him and wont leave him 🔪
sometimes cries about this at night
he knows other people could be more open about their feelings to you and you deserved to be told how perfect you are as much possible
but he tries so much :(
he never saw it as "just a relationship" what you have is one of the few things he actually takes seriously
tsukishima is great bf and i said what i said
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haihaihaitani · 7 months
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Don't Be Scared ~ *Rindou Haitani*
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Summary: It seems Rindou’s colleagues don’t respect you as they go out of their way to make you miserable. But you would never tell Rin this. You’re stronger than that, right?
Pairing: Rindou Haitani X G/N!Reader
Genre: Angstyish Drabble
Word Count: 686
Warning: swearing, anxiety attack, insecurities. Rindou being OOC (but I need him to be this way), hating the nickname baby (seriously I could rant about how much I hate being called this, but I think I summed it up pretty well in this)
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A/N: I wrote this as a sort of therapy piece. Two things mentioned in this story are insecurities of mine. And sometimes I just imagine a lovely anime boy telling me he’s going to protect me. So yeah. Very self-indulgent. 
A/N 2: Also my dad had piranhas. That’s why they’re here.
You were officially having the worst day ever. Currently, you were curled up in the far corner of your husband’s office, behind his couch. You were squeezed into a tight ball, shaking and crying like a child. All because you were embarrassed in front of your husband’s coworkers.
Honestly, you couldn’t remember who it was who did it and you frankly didn’t care. You could still remember what he did clearly, even though it happened over an hour ago. You don’t think you were ever going to forget.
You were on your way to your husband’s office with some important paperwork when some guy jumped out and scared you. You hated jumpscares because you always felt stupid afterwards. However, after he jumped out, you tripped over your own feet and fell on your ass.
While you were trying to fight back your heavy breathing and tears, the guy laughed and said, “Ha! Gotcha, you whore.”
You were frozen.
A whore? Is that what these people thought of you? You thought…
You shook your head. It didn’t matter what you thought anymore. What mattered is that no one here respected you. Maybe your own husband didn’t respect you like you thought. You just wanted to disappear and believe none of this ever happened. That when you close your eyes, count to three, and open them, you’d be home again.
The door to the office opened. You heard Rindou call out to you, “Baby? Are you here? Ran said he saw you run in here.”
Baby. You were right. Your own husband didn’t even respect you to see you as anything more than a child. Were you being dramatic? Sure. But you still felt justified in being a little extreme considering the humiliation you were subjected to.
“Babe?” Rindou’s voice was much closer to you now and you felt his shoulder brush against yours. You squeezed yourself into a tighter ball to get away from him. “Hey. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Go away.”
“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me. Something is bothering you and I will do whatever I can to make it right.”
“No! It’s embarrassing and I just want to crawl into a hole and die!”
You weakly struggled against him when he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his lap. “Love, please. Let me help you.”
Taking a few breaths to try and calm yourself, you told him. You recounted the mortifying ordeal with the jumpscare and how he called you a whore. You then let your insecurities spill, how you were so stupid that you could handle a bloody massacre but couldn’t watch a horror movie. You mentioned that you didn’t think anyone respected you, much less like you and you wished you weren’t so dramatic, but explained that these were the thoughts and feelings you were having.
When you were done, Rindou didn’t say anything for a long time. You were about to ask him to say something when he whispered, “I’ll kill him.”
“What?”
“I’ll fucking kill him. I’ll gut him like a fish and feed him to your piranhas for making you feel this way.” He snapped, his voice cold and deadly.
You shook your head and burrowed yourself into his chest. “Don’t do that. You’ll make yourself work more for something those fish won’t eat.”
He gave a slight chuckle but pulled you in closer. “I’m glad you’re making jokes but I’m furious someone would make you doubt yourself like that. You are not a baby and you are not a whore. I love you so much, I married you. If you want, I’ll stop calling you baby. I call you whatever you want. But you have to know that I have never thought less of you and I never will. You are the love of my life and I will never, ever stop loving you, okay?”
You nodded. “Can we go home?”
Rindou kissed the top of your head. “Of course, my love. Right after I call Ran, okay? I have to order a hit.”
“Tell him to be slow and painful.”
“Anything for you.”
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a-random-weeb · 6 months
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heyy heyy, can i please request bsd men (chuuya, akutagwa, atsushi, jouno and whoever else you want) enemy/roval to lover relationship hc?? i love this trope smmm
absolutely! This was really fun to write, I loved writing for Chuuyas one, though, it might of got a little ooc, but it's not that bad. Actually, they were all slightly ooc, but it's fineeeeeeee
I don't normally write for jouno because I'm not far enough into the anime, I just met him so I'd like to watch further before I try to write for him, I just know he's some sadistic blind dude in the hunting dogs. But wrote for everyone else you requested :)
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Chuuya:
•He hated you at first
•No- despised you
•He hated how you would tease him, that shit-eating smirk you always wore, how goddamn cute you lo- he meant ugly! Yeah! How goddamn weird and ugly you were!
•Though he kind of liked your smirks, and little mannerisms- no he didn't!
•He scolded himself for falling for you
•He knew you didn't like him back... or did you?
•You only tease him, but maybe it was just to piss him off, or maybe-
•He started yelling at you less, completely flustered everytime he saw you
•You were so pretty- he meant you were pretty ugly! Y-yeah!
•But he cant deny his feelings for you any longer
(I had to write a scenario, I couldn't not)
"Hey Chuuya~" you run up to him, preparing to tease him. A slight blush crosses his face, and you take notice of it "Oh? Why are you blushing Chuuya?" You smirk, assuming he did something embarrassing, having no clue of his secret feelings
"SHUT UP!" He turns away, his whole face completely red. You tilt your head, a bit confused,
"You're so red, are you sick?" A tiny little worry crosses your face, but you quickly cover it up. You're enemies! You can't fall for him.... can you?
"What-? no!! G-go away!!!" He stutters "I'm fine, you really don't know when to shut up do you?!" He sighs
"But you're redder than a tomato!" You laugh "Hey, you sure you're not catching feelings?" You tease. He stays silent and you begin to question if he actually likes you back.
"... what if I am?" He looks away, flustered, but immediately smirks when your face turns red "Oh? Don't tell me you caught feelings to?" It was your turn to be flustered, "Shut up!!"
"oh how the turns have tabled!" He chuckles "You're pretty cute y'know...?" His smirk widdens
"Well you're ugly!"
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY?!"
"... well, y-you're... n-not necessarily ugly.... m-maybe h-hot would be more appropriate..." you side your face in your hands but he pulls your hands away from your face,
"Oh? Hot you say?" He kisses you "Right back at you."
+.❀*ੈ✩‧•°˚+.❀*ੈ✩‧•°˚+.❀*ੈ✩‧•°˚+.❀*ੈ✩‧•°
Akutagawa:
•All he would ever do was shoot you glares, and you'd do the same
•You didn't hate eachother for any particular reason, you just... hated eachother.
•You bit him once 😭
•The day you started to fall for him wasn't fun
•You hated yourself for it
•But he was just too goddamn got... his hair, his eyes- no! What are you thinking! Why did you have to fall for him of all people!
•Little did you know, he also fell for you.
•The day he did, he started avoiding you completely
•He hoped his crush would go away, but it just got worse
•One day, when you see him avoiding you after avoiding you for two weeks, you chase him
•When you catch up to him, you grab his sleeve tightly
•He tries to glare at you, but can't bring himself to after he sees you began you cry
•He decides to let you talk, but what came out of your mouth he would have never expected
"I love you!!"
•He felt... confused
•You loved him? How? When? Huh?!
"You... what?" He sounded more aggressive then he meant to be
"You fucking heard me!!" You cling to him tightly, crying into his sleeve
•To your surprised, be pulls you in and hugs you tightly "... I love you too"
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Atsushi:
•It started as you two being playful rivals, but you turned it into a more competitive thing
•You began to hate him, he seemed to one up you in everything
•He was completely oblivious to your hatred towards him
•He barely even noticed you, or, at least you thought
•So when you feel for him, you beat yourself up
•You were an idiot!!
•But as your feelings grew, you had to confess, you talked about how much you hated him always being better than you, and how much you've grown to love him. you found out he secretly loves you, him one uping you at everything was him trying to impress you
•You too have grown really close (And I think he let you beat him at something, the happy look on your face was worth it)
**ੈ✩⊹.*°♡**ੈ✩⊹.*°♡**ੈ✩⊹.*°♡**ੈ✩⊹.*°♡**ੈ✩⊹.
Once again, sorry I couldn't write for Jouno. I hope you enjoyed it anyway though!
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moncey-imagines · 6 months
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Reminder | Cedric the Sorcerer x Reader
i apologize for the lack of fem reader i left it open edned for all readers but i hope everyone likes it :3
!!THIS HAS NOT BEEN PROOF-READ OR EDITED!!
no warnings i dont think, other than sad ceddy teehee
requested by: @bettathanyou
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Cedric sighed as he sat on his stool, resting his head in his hands. “Another spell fumbled…” he thought to himself. His recent failed attempt at impressing the royal family reminds him of a time he’d rather forget…a time he wishes he could’ve prevented.
Looking up at the potion he’s brewing, he catches a glimpse of his reflection in a jar. His bangs catch his eye…the silver color being a permanent reminder of his failure, and the years of ridicule he experienced for it.
Dropping his head back into his hands, he frees the lump that’s been building in his throat, his tears falling onto his spellbook.
“Cedric?” you say, peeking into his lab, worried for the sorcerer after hearing about what happened from Princess Sofia.
“Eh? Oh, [Y/N]...g-go away, you have work around the castle to do, don't you?”
He turns his body away from you, hiding his misery beneath a cold exterior. Despite his growing fondness of you, he just can't seem to bring himself to be vulnerable with you.
“You're crying, are you okay?”
You walk closer to the sorcerer, as he sighs in defeat at you seeing his tear stained face.
“Y-Yes, it's nothing…it's just a side effect from the griffin feathers I’m using in this spell…”
He tries to sit upright, to pretend he’s fine like he has for so many people.
Unlike them, though, you can see right through him.
“Cedric…I know sad tears when I see them…is it about what happened in front of Roland?”
Giving into your kindness, he reluctantly answers.
“...Yes, it is…I can't seem to hold it together in front of him…I always mess things up just when everyone's counting on me to do it right…”
He glances up at his reflection in the jar again, face full of sorrow.
“It’s alright Cedric…me and Princess Sofia can vouch for you, we know you're an amazing sorcerer…”
You kneel beside him, hugging him in an attempt to comfort him, though he continues to stare at his reflection.
“You don't understand, [Y/N]... everything I do is a failure…everything I’ve done is, too…”
“Cedric, is there something more to it? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to…”
Opening up to you, he tells you about what happened back in his childhood and what he did to his sister, Cordelia's, hair. He tells you about how, ever since then, everyone belittled and made fun of him. How he started to believe them…
“Cedric…”
“I have a reminder on my head of what happened now, it seems no one will ever forget what happened…”
“But…it's a reminder of all you’ve been through, too…”
“Hm?”
Looking up at you expectantly and pleadingly, you sigh and hold his cheek in your palm, gaining a bit of a flustered reaction from the sorcerer.
“You endured all that bullying, all that ridicule…and yet, here you are…Royal Sorcerer of Enchancia…don't you think that, if you really were a terrible sorcerer, they would kick you out?”
“Hm…I suppose so…but what if it's all because of my father? They expect me to be just like him…”
“They could have hired Cordelia, Cedric, but they chose you…you also have me and Sofia, we believe in you…if you really were horrible, you wouldn't have any of this…”
“I suppose you're right…”
Leaning into your hand, he blushes, avoiding eye contact.
“Thank you…for giving me that, um, pep talk…of sorts.”
“It's no problem, Cedric. That's what friends are for…”
Wincing a bit at the casual friend-zone, he pulls away from you, putting on a stern, yet flustered face.
“Yes, yes, now, um, run off. I have…potions to brew and such.”
You giggle as you stand back, giving him a peck on the lips and leaving out the door.
“Alright, Cedric, you can do it! I believe in your magic ability!”
As you leave, he sighs contently, turning back to his work with the new-found confidence that you’ve given him in, not only his magic, but his chance with you.
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IM SORRY IF ITS SHORT I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYSSSS!!!
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itsclydebitches · 25 days
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Alastor Headcanons Based on IRL Deer
fic research is wild, y'all
He has a tail. Duh.
It is deliberately hidden under his coat because while he can keep his ears neutral with conscious effort (and most people assume they're his hair at first glance) there's no way he's going to broadcast when he's relaxed with that gentle swishing.
After taking on this form Alastor biologically became an herbivore. He thinks it's a part of his punishment: to now exist in a body where eating meat, while possible, is a lot harder and is likely to make him ill if he has too much. He obviously does it anyway and now takes a sick kind of pride in his cannibalistic acts.
He sheds his antlers each year and goes to great lengths not to be seen during this process. It's faster than what a real deer deals with, but Alastor is still perpetually pissed that he can't just instantly grow new ones the way he otherwise controls his form.
(Hiding this is a whole lot harder while staying at a hotel where people need your help with things/demand your participation in ridiculous bonding exercises 24/7. The new year arrives and Alastor starts s w e a t i n g.)
His antlers also have velvet which, like a real deer's, is filled with nerves. AKA his antlers are very sensitive. Touch them at risk of life, limb, and soul.
In the days approaching a shedding Alastor's appetite increases like whoa. He can be found having tea (and "finger" food) with Rosie, or cooking up a storm in the kitchen. The residents don't know why they're suddenly inundated with jambalaya and gumbo, but they're not complaining.
(Husk, by virtue of Alastor owning his soul, knows what's what. He leaves a bottle of whiskey outside his door the night Alastor mysteriously says he has "business" to attend to for the next few days. Yeah, he obviously hates the guy but also that's a shit thing to deal with sober. He should know. Being a cat is fucking weird.)
When his old antlers have fallen off Alastor immediately destroys them. He doesn't know what someone might be able to do with a piece of his body, but he's not going to find out.
(However, it is tempting to whack the short king with one, proclaiming that he should mount it on his wall because he'll never get one off his head.)
He's got GREAT night vision and his eyes will glow red as his radio characteristics overlap with the deer biology. Alastor's hearing is also top notch and he can move his ears independently to better catch a sound. However, he tends to tilt his head instead—ensuring his neck cracks—because he knows it freaks people out.
Also smell! That's great for cooking. Not so great when Alastor hasn't found the time or inclination to bathe in days.
Alastor has made more friends (though he'd never call them that) in Hell than he ever did while living. Is it because he's now surrounded by other sinners who have no need to hide their true selves, or is it because he's now doubly a social animal? He doesn't know, doesn't care, and will eviscerate anyone who theorizes.
Despite growing up in New Orleans, Alastor never learned how to swim. Imagine his shock when an... unfortunate encounter with a rival Overlord resulted in him getting thrown into one of Hell's many rivers and he discovered that now, suddenly, he's an excellent swimmer. It was a weird day.
He's colorblind now. Rosie once asked him about his living fashion habits and was surprised that he tended towards muted browns, blacks, and grays. Sure, they all spread their wings upon entering Hell, but switching to a bright red suit is quite the choice! Everyone in the Emporium had to wait for their ears to heal after the screech of radio static Alastor let loose. He hadn't realized precisely what he was wearing (and who the hell else would tell him?). Rosie talked him down, saying the style suited him and really, it's too late to back down now. Whatever would the papers say?
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queeoretician · 10 months
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Just finished re-listening to Nona, and I have to know - what the ever-loving fuck did Jod want with G—'s arm? My first thought was that it had something to do with the dead man's switch for the suitcase nuke, but he mentions that he still has plans for it, in his narration to Alecto/Harrow after the bombs have gone off, so there's something else there. I feel like it's tied in with something about G1deon and Pyrrha being different from the other lyctor/cavalier pairs we see.
Speaking of which, there are a good few of those differences - here are the ones that come to mind:
G1deon's thanergy-void ability that lets him break Harrow's bone wards. I don't think this is it - to me it feels like it's more in the vein of Mercymorn's one-touch supernatural anatomy abilities, within the "normal" range of freaky abilities that lyctors have.
G1deon being physically imposing, unlike any(?) other necromancer we come across. I feel like there are some connections here that are eluding me right now.
The big one, Pyrrha's individuality surviving lysis. This by itself wouldn't make sense to me, but maybe it ties in with G1deon's buffness, that somehow the physical basis for their ascension was atypical?
On that last note, something else that stood out to me through Nona is that Pyrrha and G1deon's necro/cav relationship dynamic seems very different from the others we see (not just among Jod's original disciples but also with the contemporary pairs). At one point Pyrrha mentions filtering G1deon's brain fluid while working on the transference/winnowing trial, with the only other subject of that test being Cristabel rather than one of the other necromancers. In another passage Pyrrha talks about working on the Tomb's wards with Cassiopeia and Mercymorn - her plus two necromancers.
This had me wondering if Pyrrha was also a necromancer originally, somehow - but Palamedes's explanation to Nona of why she isn't affected by the blue madness undermines that hypothesis. But that aside, Pyrrha was definitely involved in what I would think of as "necromancer stuff" in a way we don't see from anyone else except Camilla (because the Sixth House are nerds). But maybe my expectations are off base because we're introduced to the necro/cav relationship through the eyes of Gideon, who is aggressively disinterested in necromancy...
Speaking of nerd shit, what kind of people were Jod's crew before the bombs and the Resurrection? He refers to them at one point as "a cop and six different kinds of nerd" and "two scientists and an engineer and a nun and a lawyer and a banker and a cop and an artist," referring to A—, M—, G—, the nun (Cristabel), C—, A—'s brother (Alfred), P—, and N— (he doesn't seem to have included himself in that tally). The narration clearly references all of their roles individually except G—'s, so I would guess he was the engineer, with the scientists being M— (medical) and A— ("the glycerol-6 genius"). But as best I can recall we don't really hear anything about G—'s role apart from being Jod's most steadfast supporter and carrying the suitcase nuke - it comes across as though Jod took him rather for granted. I wonder if Pyrrha remembers this and holds it against Jod along with all his post-Resurrection shit? I'd love to learn more about this in Alecto - I wanna know everything about our problematic fave ex-cop ex-spook genderfuck parent figure and her grief and her love...
But back to my earlier line of thinking, after the Resurrection Jod roped his disciples into a war of vengeance against the descendants of the generation ship, and defense against the Resurrection Beasts, and at a very tentative guess it seems like only Pyrrha of the original eight would have been predisposed towards that kind of combative life (jokes about academia aside). But at the same time she seems to have stepped into a research-y role that we don't see from any of the other original cavaliers (with the caveat that our info is very limited and Alecto could upend this entirely).
All this is to say, I Have Questions about Pyrrha and G1deon and who they were pre-Resurrection, but right now I don't have any coherent theory beyond "I think there's something going on here."
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lookismaddict · 1 year
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Lookism Chapter 434 Memes/Thoughts I Have:
(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made and the collages.)
OK, GONNA GO THROUGH THIS QUICK THIS TIME AND ONLY GONNA SHED LIGHT ON THE PARTS IN THIS CHAPTER THAT CAUGHT MY EYES. 👁👁
Last chapter was CRAZY MAN. WTHHHH
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DAMN SHE EVEN HIT HIM WITH THE SMACK 😭😭😭
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“GRANDMA CHILL! I SWEAR IMMA BRING YOU CLOTHES NEXT TIME-” 💀💀💀
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Um… wtf? 😀
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LOOK AT BABY BOY, USING HIS OWN ACTING SKILLS LIKE THAT. 😩😩💓💓💓 Or is he actually crying? Idk, can't tell. Oh, and “Grandma bullied me, mom.” 😐
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HOW DOES SHE KNOW CHARLES CHOI??? MF A CELEBRITY AROUND THESE STREETS. Him and Jinyeong both bruv. 😭😭😭 (Also, “Too late mom. Already met him and he attempted to kill me too.” /j Charles Choi and Grandma would make a perfect couple. 😌✨)
Awww, is that baby Daniel? 😭 Also, wait a damn minute. Why does he look like...
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I'M SORRY, BUT HE REMINDED ME OF THIS CHEEP CHEEP FROM MARIO KART. B R U H. THEY LOOK ALIKE. 😭😭😭😭
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The typos on here. 😅 "Choio" DFJKDSAHFKLSHDSJLKF SORRY. The first time I was reading this, I had to reread because I thought I was crazy for a sec.
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DANG, WE'VE BEEN GETTING A LOT OF NEW CHARACTERS WITH GLASSES RECENTLY. First that ONE HOT LADY from Tiger Job Center, then that ATTRACTIVE DOCTOR who was with Goo, and then NOW A POLICE OFFICER??? PTJ TRYING TO BRING OUT MORE GLASSES REPRESENTATION. 😩💘
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UMMMM SIR??? YOU'RE GETTING SHITTED ON. LITERALLY!!!! 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀
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You guys wish you were that cow, huh...? 👀 Yeah, I see you. You can't fool me...
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Woah, woah, woah, woah... RUN THAT BY ME REALY QUICK?!?! AYO, WHEN DID THIS TURN INTO A HORROR MOVIE? WHAT IS THIS, CHILDREN OF THE CORN? 1922???? 👁👁
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Aw shit. Danny boy is gonna get gang.... (banged). SORRY. I CAN'T HELP IT-
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OMG DANIEL. BEAT THEM UPPP!!!! 😤😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽
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Dude. Why did I think this was Zack Lee for a second? 😳😳 (Zack and Gun if they had a child together LMFAO) ALSO THIS NEW GUY IS HOT AF. WHO IS HEEEEEE??? 😩🔥🔥🔥 (And we haven't gotten any naked scenes ever since Samuel, so is PTJ giving us some fan service since Samuel can't do the job right now...? 👀)
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WTH IS HE IN A TUB FULL OF SNAKES? N A K E D ? 😳 I mean... if he's into getting his thing bitten- 👀 NAH, NAH, NAH, IM KIDDING, I SWEAR. 😭😭😭😭
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I don't blame you if you stared at him for more than a minute.
Omg Daniel embodying his 😵 phase. BUT FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK. THIS MAN IS BACK!!!!! HE'S FUCKING BACCCKKKKK. AEEEUUUUGGHHHHH. HE STILL LOOKS SEXY AF EVEN IF THIS IS JUST A FLASHBACK. 🥴🥴🥴🥴
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YOU BET YOUR ASSES, I WILL SIMP OVER THIS MAN. H A R D.
*N S F W M E M E S W A R N I N G*
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I DON'T WANNA SPIT, I WANNA GULP. I WANNA GAG, I WANNA CHOKE. I WANT YOU TO TOUCH THAT LIL' DANGLY THING THAT SWING IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT!!! 🥵🥵🥵🥵
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BAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'M GETTING FLASHBACKS WHEN GUN HAD TO BEAT UP SAMUEL AND TELL HIM OFF. 😭😭😭😭
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I can just imagine that horrifying face of his. Smiling so menacingly with those terrifying eyes. Like yessss king, go crazy!!! 😍😍😍
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LOOK AT THESE DAREDEVILS. DAAAAAAAMN. TERRIFYING AS HELL. 🤭 DANNY BOY REALLY GOT IT FROM GUN FRFR. (Ugh, like father like son. Daniel could be my son- I mean, what? 😀)
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I FUCKING KNEW IT. THIS FOUR EYED MF WAS SHADY FROM THE VERY BEGINNING!!! LIKE WHY TF WAS THAT CREEP STANDING THERE BEHIND HIM AND DANIEL, LOOKING LIKE ONE OF THEM PSYCHO NPC'S FROM OUTLAST 2 ????? BRUH GOT ME FUCKED UP. 😤😤😤
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Ok, but why does this mf look like a DILF??? HE LOOKS LIKE A MIXTURE OF MANAGER KIM FROM HIS OWN WEBTOON AND ELITE WHEN HE WAS STILL YOUNG. LMFAAOOOOOO (I'm deadass ab this. They're attractive ngl.) AND WHY DO THE VILLAINS LOOK HOT AF? I'M NOT AGAINST IT, BUT I FEEL LIKE PTJ IS INTO SEXY VILLAINS. HE HAS A KINK FOR THEM. AND HE B R E A T H E S THEM. IN AND OUT. 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 (Update: I guess Kwak Jichang LITERALLY IS a piece of shit. Think about it… 💩)
ANYWAYS, we finna see who these Chungcheon mf's are next chapter. Hopefully, we get to know what the deal is with these people hating on Jinyeong. Bc I STG, IF THIS DRAGS OUT FOR THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS, I’M GONNA LOSE IT. 😠😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽
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legacyshenanigans · 9 months
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Nsfw Rowan headcannons? 👀
I'll do the NSFW Alphabetic thing, I did it on Marvolo a while back I believe, so I'll do the same for Rowan 💚
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
If snuggling is good aftercare to you then his aftercare isn't bad, he gonna fall asleep holding you instantly after sex.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part)
Your arse. No hesitation, Rowan likes an ASS.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)
He's an overloader, Rowans loads are A LOT.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory)
He likes being bossed around and being told what to do on the down low. Also REALLY likes watching people fuck.
E = Experience (How experienced are they?)
Since joining the Den, he's had a number of experiences, so I'd say he's experienced enough.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)
Doggy (obviously) haha
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Though his personality can be pretty goofy, when it comes to the sex and giving you his cum he takes it pretty seriously.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they down there?)
Groomed? Lol, nah, he's wild down there.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
He's not very "romantic" during sex.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Rowans a keen wanker, can't lie lol, again, he spent most of his life alone in the woods, he had needs, he dealt with them.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
See D.
L = Location (Favourite places to do it)
He really enjoys outdoor fucking the most.
M = Motivation (What turns them on)
A very obvious turn on, but seeing you play with yourself but not letting him near you drives him CRAZY.
N = NO (turn offs)
Honestly, I don't think he has anything specific.
O = Oral (giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Both, VERY good at giving.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Fast and rough by nature, but if you asked for slow, he'd try his VERY best to do so.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
He loves a cheeky Quickie.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment)
He'll try most things once. So yeah I suppose.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Lasting depends on the situations. And strangley when it comes to stamina in fighting the man is a BEAST, but when it comes to sex, Because he cums so hard and alot, he needs quite abit of time after to recuperate before the next round.
T = Toy (would they use toys?)
He personally wouldn't use toys on you, or have them used on him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He's actually not a big teaser to you, but he likes it when YOU tease HIM.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Very loud, deep growls mainly, gutteral moans ect.
W = Wild Card (random NSFW HC)
He gets offered money at the Den all the time, by people wanting him to fuck them in his Werewolf form. Which he always declines. Only times he's ever fucked in wolf form is with OTHER Lycans, also in their wolf form, which is a rare occurrence and has only happend a couple of times in his life on his ventures.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)
7/8 and he thick.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
It doesn't take alot to GET him to want it.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Instantly haha, like I said above he's rolling off and cuddling you, he'll be asleep in seconds.
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alex g mclennon playlist now….
OK OK FINALLY
and the annotations which arent like. super informative but some vaguely chronological guidance and my thoughts on povs and such.
string: early john pov after meeting paul. particularly wrt johns feelings about jim and paul being too behaved and obedient towards him.
salt: also early john pov. im imagining in that tumultuous time post julias death as pauls managing to coax him back to the band.
cross the sea: either john or paul pov. vague early years and the exhilarating obsession with each other. "you see how i make you smile / you put your foot down and i run wild" especially them to me.
brite boy: early paul pov. similar to salt imagining the general feelings of paul in situations like trying to get back to john after julias death, but not necessarily that situation specifically. johns various down periods.
in my arms: more vague pre-beatles period john and paul. i dont have a lot specific to say on this one but the vibes.
harvey: we've entered fame period. ive gone back and forth on john or paul pov for this. i began thinking it was paul pov, john as harvey paul a bit more concerned about all the business of actually running the band. but now i think i prefer it as a john pov first of all "run my hands through his short black hair" but also the harvey verse im seeing johns idea that paul was somehow getting ahead of him, being better than him without even trying.
in love: touring fame years. no specific events just that period of time of truly being attached and solidly together.
near: THE JOHN AND PAUL OBSESSION SONG OF ALL TIME. all i want is to be near you you you you you you. for chronological playlist purposes this is touring years, imagining 65-66 but easily applicable to many many periods.
animals: ive kind of come to hate this song but thats another matter. "i get sick when i get stoned / everything we do, we do it alone". no specific pov here it can go both ways. either of them could be rosie. but im imagining this as late 65 as they're (especially john) entering heavier drug use
runner: PAUL POV ON JOHN. "i laugh when you say the wrong thing / mouthing off to everybody else but me / they hit you with the rolled up magazine / my runner, my runner, my man" NEED I SAY MORE.
so: we are entering post-touring years. john deep in the lsd kenwood depression.
break: paul dropping acid with john for the first time. "i think i'm feeling it now / just like you did" "taking hits for you / cause i wanna feel like im supposed to / i could disappear / if this is what makes me feel so real" "and i'm sick for you, baby / and it's never gonna go away" HEAD IN HANDS.
soaker: mostly john pov but one can imagine it both ways. imagining this 66-67 period where they were close but john was feeling that jealousy-depression around paul gallavanting around london while he's stuck in the suburbs. both so desperate to just be with each other all the time and yet! and yet. johns frustration over what he sees as paul not needing him as much.
proud: feel like i dont need to say much about this one. mostly john pov i think but that battling jealousy and utmost respect and love for paul.
black hair: black hair its swimming in my head black hair its bigger than death black hair dont leave me in the dirt black hair i'll show you what im worth ❤️❤️
people: yet another john in total acid stupor everyday alone in his big stupid house.
miracles: hard how to explain this one. still in 66-67. john pov. if you get it you get it.
walk away: YEP. late 67ish. you'll see. "someday i'm gonna walk away from you / not today, not today, not today / someday i'm gonna walk away from you (i don't want, i don't want, i don't want to)"
forever: paul pov on john post-brians death. "pull it together / we could love you / forever and ever" and then his taking over managerial duties after brians death because he feels like he has to, he needs to keep the band together or who knows what will happen now and the only way he knows how to do that is keep everybody working. "made up a game / no pain, no gain / until you break / make no mistake / i will pull it together / you can love me / forever and ever."
snot: we are entering india. john pov. beginning of him turning on paul. "i'm all in / and he's all out" this feeling of sinking lower and lower as paul seems to be continuing on like normal.
sugarhouse: still in india. paul pov. not sure how to explain this one it just makes sense to me.
brick: last india/the whole 68 business one. john pov of course. his uhh lets say very subjective idea of paul at the time. and whatever the hell happened there. but turning on paul and for some reason seeing him now as this manipulator.
mis: PAUL POV GET BACK SESSIONS. I DONT NEED TO SAY ANYTHING ELSE.
change: interchangeably paul and john during get back sessions. "you're in my dream last week / i'd like to hear what you think"
sugar: john pov. imagining this as his pov on paul in that odd interstitial period between get back sessions and the official breakup. "you will be a bird / all of my life" combined with the sound of the song itself is very.. very something.
bobby: ok this one is very specific. john pov bobby is paul but the "you" in the song is yoko. "i'd leave him for you / if you want me to" "i'd burn them for you / if you want me to" etc. this and mis are ones i feel very strongly about.
boy: a kind of vague john pov in 69-70. is the other person yoko or paul? you decide. interesting things to think about both ways.
hollow: both john pov 69-70 AND paul pov 69-70 bur different implications for both readings. heroin is there. johns general uhhhh..... lost-ness. paul decaying stagnant on the farm. "swallow this- / you made a big / mistake / go away" "i know him / i know how much / he wants / to stay"
powerful man: PAUL ON THAT FARM. attempting to be butch to heal 💔 "maybe he was out of line / but he was still a pretty close friend of mine / maybe he had hurt me bad / but a brother is a brother and that is that" "had a dream about a promised land / walkin' round with a big gun in my hand / and when i look you in the eye / you're gonna tell me that you love me and hold me tight"
station: still paul pov 69-70 on the farm. imagine truly the peak of that depressive period. i cant even pick any specific lyrics its all so much.
mission: paul vaguely 70s wings period. his just-keep-working ethic. "hey, look in the mirror / ain't gonna right your wrong / with a stupid love song" :) i like being on the nose
sorry: both john & paul pov in their more reconciling yet bittersweet parts of 72-80. "i look at you / and feel the same / could you forgive me / for that pain?" "i look at you / and feel the same / could you forgive me / for that?"
judge: PAUL POV. his whole feelings around johns behavior toward him in the 70s. all those very very very painful quotes of him questioning why john felt like that what did he do to hurt john. the whole hunter davies phone call "maybe i just hurt people by default".
forgive: johns late 70s love for paul but also paul post-johns death. "forgive yesterday / i choose today". AND THAT'S ALL FOLKS.
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weird-is-life · 2 years
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I always worry about you
Pairing: Steve harrington x fem!reader
Sumarry: Unexpected situation makes you and Steve reveal your relationship
Warnings: language, mentions of blood, violence, g*n, hospital, season 4 spoilers
Words: 1.4k Masterlist Not my gif
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(English is not my first, so please excuse any grammar/spelling mistakes)
Your and Steve's relationship was a secret. Nobody knew, that you were dating, not even your best friend Robin.
You started dating not so long ago and agreed to keep it a secret for a little while. Also it was kind of fun to sneak around. It wasn't like, you didn't want people to know, you would have eventually told them about the two of you. But for now, nobody knew.
The plan to kill Vecna, made you and Steve seperate. You were going to stay with the kids Max, Lucas and Erica to look out for them. But Steve had to go to the upside down to actually kill the bastard.
So a few minutes, before you would both leave, you sneaked away to say goodbye.
"Stay safe, okay?" Steve insisted. He was really scared to let you go alone, without him by your side.
"I will, i will. Don't worry too much about me. It's you, we have to worry about more. You are going to the fucking upsidedown, not me. You stay safe" you said to him.
"I always worry about you. The least you can do to ease my worry is to promise not to do anything stupid" you didn't think you ever saw him so serious with you.
"Yeah, I promise. I won't do anything stupid, but you do the same, alright?" you pointed a finger at his chest .
"Me ? I never do anything stupid" he grinned at you.
"Hahah, very funny Steve" you fake laughed. But you were back to being serious in a second .
"We should probably go back, before they go looking for us" Steve said. You nodded and stood up on your toes to give him a kiss. You didn't really want to leave, but you knew you had to, so you softly pushed Steve, who didn't want to let you go, away.
"I'll see you at the meet up spot, yeah? Stay safe please " you looked at him one more time, before you left to catch up with the kids.
The things were going pretty smoothly at the Creel's house. That was until Jason showed. He looked really bad, like he hadn't slept for days. All sweaty, with bloodshot eyes.
You and Lucas tried to reason with him, get him to put the gun down, but it was like he couldn't hear anything you said.
You thought, you were going to die, when he fired a bullet at Lucas, you thought that was it. But somehow he
dodged the bullet and started to fight Jason. But as they fought, Jason fired a few more times and a bullet went flying right your way.
You didn't know, how you got so lucky, but it just scratched the side of you thigh. However it went through your flesh, so you were bleeding a lot and it hurt so freaking much.
You tried to get up and help Lucas, but the pain was too much. So instead you started to crawl towards Max. You wanted to put the headphones on her head, but you were too slow. You just saw Jason smashing them and then just pitch black.
When you regained consciousness again, Erica was sitting next to you with fearful expression. You felt a stinging feeling on your head and arm. It turned out, that a piece of wood fell on you and hurt you even more than the bullet already had.
Erica helped you stand up and that was when you saw Max and Lucas. You almost passed out again, when you saw that. You immediately asked if she was alive.
"Barely" said Erica. It did nothing to calm you down. But you didn't get to ask anything else as paramedics came rushing in. You limped behind them with Erica supporting you.
The paramedics asked you to go with them, as you were the oldest.
Lucas argued with you, but in the end he knew it was better if you went. In the meantime you told them to go to the meet up spot and tell the rest of the group everything that happened.
On the way to the hospital you were asked if you needed help too, but you declined. You wanted them to focus only on saving Max. You prayed that she was alright.
You were helpless, you couldn't do anything to help her. So you just started whispering to Max how strong and brave she was and that she needed to fight. You did that until they got her out of the ambulance and quickly rushed her to a surgery, where you unfortunately couldn't go.
You sat down in a chair in the hallway and hoped that she would be okay, that everybody would be okay.
"Umm miss, do you need any help?" you heard a voice say to you, so you picked you head up from your hands.
"Sorry?" you saw a nurse.
"I asked, if you needed help" she was looking at you with worry. You didn't even think about how you must have looked, all bloody. You also felt a little dizzy. You probably lost a lot of blood.
"Probably, but can you tell me anything about Max Mayfield?" you didn't care about your injuries. You needed to know if Max was okay.
"I'm sorry, we don't know anything yet. But please miss, let me call someone to look at you" she quickly ran away to get somebody to help you.
She came back and took you to some room. You passed a mirror on the way there and to be honest you looked like you were dying. Blood and dirt all over you and the limping wasn't helping at all.
When the doctor saw you he immediately came to support you and sat you down on the bed. Then he cleaned and covered all your wounds and made you take a blood tranfusion. You tried to protest, but he knew what he was doing, so you gave in.
Ultimately you fell asleep from the mental and physical exhastion, while the blood was being transfered into your body .
You were woken up by the sound of somebody shouting. The curiousness got the best of you want, so you went in the hallway to see who was doing all that commotion.
You found yourself staring at Steve, arguing with the poor nurse and rest of the group looking at him with stunned faces.
"Steve" you called out his name. He snapped his head in your direction and froze. He was so relieved to see, that you were alive. When Lucas said you were shot, Steve thought he was going to get a heart attack. He got everybody in the car and drove like a mad man to the hospital.
So yeah, it took him a second to get over the initial shock of seeing you alive. But then he came barreling you in a bone crushing hug. You let out a whimper because your whole body hurt and Steve instantly noticed it.
"Fuck, i'm sorry, did i hurt you" he scanned your face and body for all the injuries. You shook your head as a no.
"i was so worried about you, thank god, you are okay" he sounded so anxious.
"What about you? Everything okay?" you pushed the hair out of his face.
"Yes, but i'm much better when you are here" he smiled at you. And then he leaned down and softly kissed you. The kiss was sweet and loving. It made you forget about everything around you, even that your friends were standing right behind you. You broke off the kiss, when you heard Robin speak.
"Ha i knew it. Dustin you owe me 20 bucks"
"Did you guys seriously bet on us?" Steve asked in disbelieve.
"Maybe" the two of them grinned at you.
"Unbelievable" you chuckled.
"What? You didn't even hide it very well" Robin defended herself.
"Yeah, you did really poor job" Erica said.
"Well, atleast we don't have to hide anymore, right?" you beamed at them and went to kiss Steve again, but you didn't get the chance to.
"Okay lovebirds, enough for now. Max wants to see us" that got your full attention.
"Max is okay?" you asked full of hope.
"Yeah, she is going to be alright" It didn't take you long to take Steve's hand and drag him behind you to see her.
Steve stopped you by the hand and picked you up in his arms.
"What are you doing?" you chuckled.
"We can't have you limping all the way to the room, can we?" he just shrugged. That made you heart skip a beat, he was always looking after you.
"I love you, you know that?" you looked at him in adoration.
"I do and i love you, too."
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Reincarnation after courtship. Demon male reader, part two [here]
Reincarnation after courtship. Demon male reader, part one [here]
Reincarnation after courtship. Human male reader, part one [Original Ask]
Reincarnation after courtship. Human male reader, part two [here]
Warnings: Predatory-animalistic reader, Yandere behavior from reader (not a real Yandere, but still), Cannibalism, canonical demon's inability to grow and move on, Referenced sexual content, Mentioned non-character human death, Friends-with-benefits relationship, Ambiguous endings, and Toxic relationships.
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You didn't manage to do everything he wanted to you to do, one of your biggest failures is finding Tamayo and not being able to kill her. You almost did, managed to rip her apart with your hands and fangs, but with that doggy brat of hers she managed to scape you and almost got you to say his name. You never found her again, you had the flavor of her flesh and blood always in your mouth, you searched for a while, but then gave up. You were not killed for failing, so it's probably not a big deal, still you have her blood on you, so you will know if she is near. You could keep searching, hunting her to death for her betrayal, but you want to spend you time in something else. In someone else.
You like to think of yourself as a good man, or at least a good lover, courting took effort, but having that very special demon, an Uppermoon no less, warming up to you and letting you be in their life is worth it. It was fine, a good life, all because he was alive. And then he wasn't. You were not on their final battle, but you felt the second both him and your beloved were gone.
G O N E
And it drives you mad, they are all still gone, only Tamayo's puppy left. You spend your days searching for him because how come both you and him get to LIVE when your Upper Moon did NOT? Now is the Twenty-first century, it's been around one hundred years but that dog hides as good as always, it doesn't help that civilizations are everytime more demanding (What do you mean papers? Camara what? How come plastic stamps now have magic money?) and you still must hide from the sun and eat humans. You never found Tamayo's dog....
But you found your lover.
Gyutaro (ft. Daki):
You think it's cute how he still takes care of his sister, Daki is as pretty as ever! You find Gyutaro working in one of his several jobs, skipping education that nowadays seems too important and expensive for it to be fair, trying to pay housing, food and get for the younger one to be able to study, even if she clearly is not the smart one between the two (maybe that's why she needs the money). You follow him to his home, and start leaving there things you steal in those districts where the Yakuza like to think they are the worst there is in the country. There people will notice more the missing wallet than the corpse itself.
Again, Gyutaro is smart, so he becomes paranoid when money in no small amountd start appearing besides him when he wakes up. It was only matter of time he would manage to fool you into showing yourself. He did it one night when Daki was out with some friends and stayed over, you would have followed her to make sure she was alright, but when Gyutaro said he would also invite a friend from work.... he doesn't have friends, so you stayed to see what was going on. "Hey, shitty bank! I know you are there, ne!" You are the friend. At first you tried to stay hidden from over the window, but then he threw too much money over it, money he could not afford to lose. So you got it for him and handed it personally, since he already saw you jump for it. "What are you?"
He is scared when you stand before him, defensive as if he could do anything if you wanted to hurt him "I'm yours, Gyutaro." You answers with honesty but also not wanting to explain anything as he backs off and goes to grab a knife in the kitchen, pointing at you with it. You don't care much for that as you step forward. "You don't have to worry about me. I promise I won't hurt you nor Daki." You say as you get in front of him. Still, he stabs you in the stomach, a blow that would be deadly to a human intruder, but is nothing for you. You only throw the money so it doesn't get stained with blood.
Gyutaro takes some steps back again as you take the knife of, blood on the blade but injury healing with the known sensation, body already used to it. You leave it at the side as your beloved corners himself against the wall, challenging you with his eyes, clearly scared but unwilling to back down. He looks so cute like this, he was always been too cute for his own good, oblivious to his own charming qualities and worried about a younger sister, unwilling to accep anyone might want him. That always had made you want to hold him, cover him from a world that made him feel unwanted, unlovable.
Because he shouldn't belong to that world, he should belong to you, who are willing to give him the treatment he deserves. His heartbeats and breaths become faster as you cup his face and play with his hair. He turns to look away, tensing his shoulders, he never liked too much attention to his face at the same time he would yearn for a gentle touch, to someone to have compassion on him and his little sister. "Let me take care of you." You whisper against his ear, refusing the tentation of tasting the skin exposed. He stops for some seconds, the ear becoming a cute red as he turns to face you, looking down.
"Ume...ne, my little sister's name is Ume." He says softly, almost as if relaxing in your hands, so you hold him, smiling. You keep bringing money, and Gyutaro let's you in only when Daki-Ume-whatever (Daki suits her better, she is such a princess and monster at the same time, it's her. Still, Gyutaro gets upset if you call her anything but "Ume", so you try) is asleep or out, only when she is asleep or out. You don't mind that, that way you don't have to fight her for Gyutaro's attention.
And you love giving him attention too, having him in your arms, hugs, kisses and bites over his skin everytime he cares enough to go around shirtless, whispering all the compliments you know he likes. That he so cute, so sexy, so atrong, so brave, and now he even tastes wonderful, he would be your best meal if you ever ate him. "But don't worry, I said I would take care of you, didn't I?" He always holds back tears, face, shoulders and ears get red as he shys away. You know he need this, for someone to take care of him for the first time, just like he had to step in and take care of his sister. "I know how to be a good husband." You can sense it, you make him feel desirable and loved. He melts against your touch and he is embarrased from it, just like in your last life.
You don't offer him your blood, knowing that he will never ask, because that would mean putting you over his little sister, and you always knew she was first. You are ok with that, it would not be the one you fell for if he disdn't put her first, specially since that also means putting her over himself. Still, you are willing to see him grow old and help him in whatever you need.
"Ne... Ume wants to leave for college... ne, what should I do? I don't want her to go away, but... with the money you got not letting her get in the college she wants... I don't want her to be stuck with me, ne..." he says want night he wanted to go out, so you took him to see the stars a bit far from the city. He sits in your lap, letting you keep him in your arms. "She would be better off without me, ne... wouldn't she? Ne... I'm so ugly and disgusting only a fucking demon can actually like me..." Normaly you would listen, you know better than to not validate his feelings, than to tell him things like "it's not true" or "it's not like that". There is a reason why he is talking like this now, while digging his hands in your shoulder, grinding his teeth.
You kiss him, holding your mouth against his, using your tongue to explore that long missing place. He seems to calm down, to relax against it, and once you drae back you tell him what he needs to hear. "Your sister will always need and love you, and as long as I am here I will be taking care of you both. Trust me on that." He let's you meet her before she parts, while she will be staying on dorms, the place is just a few hours away in train (it would take you minutes to run). "Hey, you freak. You better take care of my onii-chan, you hear me? I am leaving him in your hands so don't fuck up!" Just to have her tone changing when talking to him. "Onii-chan, I promise to write you every morning and night." That is Daki.
She grows up into a lady, they both grow up a lot, every day older. "Unfair! Why does he get to be young and handsome forever! Unfair! Unfair!" But she always behaves like a child when she is around you two. Guess some things won't ever change. You always take care of Gyutaro the best way you can, he looks less tired, more relaxed, he actually started to study himself once Daki hot out of college. Things seems good for them.
So it's good for you, until next life.
Sekido:
The smell of anger lures you in.
He is outside a club, basically ready to throw hands with the mem at the entrance as they don't let him in. "I'm telling you I just need to take one person out! OUT! You can't tell me you can't let more people in due space at this hour and not let me take my brother out of there!" He might convince them, specially with how noisy he is being, people are leaving the line and some passing by just bagin to stare annoyed. You can tell this angers him more, but that doesn't matter to you. What matters is that you found him, he is right there.
You end up sneaking in and forcing Karaku out, averything while not showing your face, but Sekido sees the other clone being thrown on the streets and rushes to see him, still frowning. "Karaku? Karaku! Fuck, he is too drunk! What the fu-" he shuts himself up when he sees you, as you make eye contact, leave into a darker corner. You know your eyes glowing the dark, and you also know Sekido will not follow you, but bring Karaku home, his home. And hopefully, you will be able to follow him up.
The plan was to follow him on the shadows, being slealthy, sneaky, to not let him know he was being followed... but you felt pity when he had to carry a barely concious Karaku. That reminder of their new mortality, of their new lack of power... is odd, you don't know what to think of it. He was once not even a demon, but a Demon Blood Art, the representarion of a piece of the power of a demon, a kizuki no less. You genuinely thought you would never see him again, because as he is not an individual by his own, he shouldn't have a soul to reincarnate. Did Hantengu's soul got fragmented? Is that how he is here? Would that even work?
Still, you saw him having trouble carrying his equal, the lightest one of them no less, so you step forward and speak. "Need any help?" Of course, you already knew Sekido wouldn't be amused by the offer, but instad of leashing out he only frowns at your way, putting his side in front to cover Karaku. "Who are you? Why are you following me?" He grinds his teeth, clearly untrusting of whatever you have to do or say. "I am someone who wants to help you." It's the best to be careful with what you say with him. "Well, I don't want your help. Get lost!" Then he tries to keep moving the other clone.
You see him moving away, slowly, painfully so. So you did the most reasonable thing in your head, help anyway. You took both of them in your arms and started walking. "WHAT THE-" Ok, maybe not walking, sprinting a bit, but definetely not running. "Tell me where to go." Of course, Sekido starts to kick and hit your, but... it barely does anything. Really, part of you feels you should at least pretend it hurts only to placate him, but you are not putting them down, not now you have Sekido in your arms once again. "LET ME DOWN, YOU ASSHOLE! WHAT THE FUCK?!"
In the end you keep going until he gets tired of trashing around, after gaining his breath back he spend some time in silence. "What are you?" You can sense he hoes to grab Karaku, who is also in your hold, you decide to stop since he apparently doesn't want to tell you where you can leave them both. "Yours. Tell me what you want, and I will do anything but leave. I have waited so long to see you again, I am staying near." He seems to get angre again, but interrupts himseld before starting.
"Leave me at the train station, I have my car stationed near the station closer to our home. Just... don't follow me. Not home." He seems a bit scared, smells scared, but he is a human now, you can understand he might be scared of a natural predator. Honestly, turning him should be an option, but it's not, since you have no idea what it could make in his body. "Alright." It really is, because you have him, and you know Sekido is not going to leave and not face you again, that is not how he is. He needs to have the last word.
You go to the train station you left him the next night, and he was waiting for you, now he seems furious. "I HAVE BEEN HERE 5 HOURS, WHAT THE FUCK?!" He looks like he wants to hit you, you would understand, Sekido always hated it when you made him wait. The nostalgia makes you chuckle, then smile, showing your fangs. "Sorry. I would have been here sooner if I could, but I can't stand under the sun." Anger fades into weariness. "What are you and what do you want with me?" He takes a step back before raising his voice. "I swear, if you lay a finger on my brothers I will-" You interrupt him by surprising him with your speed, now you are a breath from each other. "I am not interested in the others. I want you, husband." You say it, taking advantage od his shock to hug him, resting your chin in his shoulder as you whisper everything into his ear.
"... will you actually do whatever I say?" You nod, and you know he can see the intensity in your eyes, that one made of mixed feelings. Love, hunger, lust, nostalgia, melancholy, and many other feelings and sensations now lincked to him. "Then... do as I say when I say it. I don't care what you have to do, but I want the best for me and my brothers. By any means necesary." And you will. You will watch over him, and over Zohakuten. He begins to send you to look after Karaku and Urogi at night, begins to let you steal things for him, let's you take care of him sometimes. He doesn't let you in the house he shares with his family, but having him close is more than enough.
"After I die... would you eat my body? I don't want to be cremated or burried... I would like to stay...." he asks you one night while you where kissing and licking his wrists. "I will." You don't even have to think it. You raise to his level "Anything for you." And kiss him. He is yours, forever yours.
Karaku:
The smell of pleasure lures you in.
The club is full of people, usually you would take the chance to get someone drunk enough to be dinner without realizing it, that is why you came. But you are no longer hungry, you are filled with lust and love when the (at best tipsy, at worst drunk) guy that throws himself over your arms is no other than Karaku. "Hey, hot-stuff~ would you mind spending a while with me? I just sae you checking out some people, and I wanted to try my luck~." He found you, and you took him for the night, not wanting anyone else to lay a finger on him. You manage to smell Sekido in your way out, but you just evaded him and prevented the now human to find out. You sneak into a known place, this house has been abandoned for a while, so you have been using it from time to time during daylight. It's just a bit fixed, mostly because you took that as a hobby, to fix places like Karaku would want them. Also, at times you get a homeless person inside, after they found out the place was fixed and the door open. Nice dinner.
But the important thing is the lovely, young, energetic and horny guy in your arms. You made sure to treat him nice, as you had a nice place for him to lie back and take your gentle bites and licks. You made sure to switch between the softness and the feral need to have him, he always enjoyed both types of attention. Sometimes a bite made him bleed, and the savir of his blood excited several parts of you, but this is yohr lover, your husband, not some cheap meal. You loved him as such that night, no matter how his taste woke up your instincts to feed.
You drank a bit of his blood, but besides that? You kept your teeth out of his skin, licked the wounds clean and made sure he was able to sleep. He got tired quickly, but he probably lasted more than most humans, just less than he would as a demon, with unlimited endourance and stamina. But he sleeps soundly, hugging the pillow, slightly smiling in his dreams as he nuzzles himself against the matress. You just stay awake, watching him as you take some stolen money to get him something to eat... some sweet and a tea of a conventional store... yeah, it should probably do, you are giving it to Karaku. Not exactly a very picky eater, as long as he can gain pleasure for it...
But besides that, you watches sleep, you even got to pet softly his head without waking him up, for a while you did fear the he would. It's so real it almost feels like it isn't, you feared it wouldn't be for a long time due Karaku's nature as a Blood Demon Art. He should not have pwned a soul to begin with, and you have no idea how he managed to reincarnate with the rest of the clones, but he did. And you are glad, so glad part of you considers keeping him there forever. Karaku would not suffer living in bed, in the past he enjoyed the times you took over a house after eating the residents, rolling in bed and messing around between sessions, letting you spoil him rotten. The would be some playful complains of being bored without your company, since he gad nothing to do, but Karaku always adores a lot of attention.
"Good morning." You speak only after he stretched his arms, sitting on the beddings, eyes still tired, even if he has slept a lot. He slowly yawns and stretches, waking up at his own pace as he groans, rubbing his eyes and neck, whining and flinching every time he touches a bitemark. After a few seconds that he also grabs his head, he takes a deep breath before talking. "Sorry, I think I drank too much last night, I don't even remember your name.... mine if we introduce each other again?" You both do, as you hand him his breakfast, he smiles as he grabs the bun and cold tea. "Thanks." Curtains protect you from the sun, so you keep yourself relaxed.
Then he check his mini-picture box, then suddenly stands up alarmed as he looks for his clothes on the floor. "Oh, shit! Sekido's been calling me, he's gonna be so mad! Sorry handsome, I must go home!" You can't follow him as Karaku leaves in a hurry, but thankfuly, he comes back a few weeks later, on a weekend night. He has some bandages on the neck and smells like medical lotions, he looks a bit ashamed. "Hey, sorry I left like that, I didn't even give you my number and couldn't find you in social media, but I really liked that night together, even if you fucked me up." He laughts about it before murmuring "I looked as if you were trying to eat me."
You only look at him while you hide from the sun in a corner, as Karaku gets close. "You were. Weren't you." The tone changes completely as he frowns. "... You know what I am?" You ask after a pause, the expresion in his face softens up, but he is still weary. "I searched for you, but when I did the research based on location, I only found news of missing people. Some memories of that night started clipping together, telling me that it wasn't that I drank too much. You just aren't human." He talks a lot, and you listen, you always enjoyed listening to him.
"Then why come directly to me at night? Aren't you afraid I might do something to you?" You stand up and walk around Karaku, being slow to not stratle him or scare him, but make specific movements that show a bit of your nature. He doesn't relent, even as he finds himself cornered, hands in his pockets. "Would you believe me if I said the sex was good?" As a first motive yes, but with his new information... Karaku is not stupid, no matter what Sekido says, your husband can take care of himself and is aware of his doings. "And the second reason?" You lean into the wall against Karaku's back, using your arm to corner him, showing your eyes and fangs.
"Because I know you like me too. So, I come to you, and you don't get into my life near my family and friends. Deal?" He stretches his hands, and for a second you feel like those tales where spirits make deal with mortals, usually tricking them. But you have no reason to trick or lie to Karaku. "Let me take care of you, come here weekly, you won't regret it." And you close the deal.
That interaction made clear that the other clones would come first, which is something weird but acceptable, specially since Karaku continues to visit. And you continue to treat both your husband and yourself. He might stop coming one day, once he grows to old to keep up with you, but until then, he is all yours. And you will take your husband.
Urogi:
The smell of joy lures you in.
You found him sleeping on a tree beside a bird nest, with a book of birds and a notebook that he was salivating under his face. You can see it clearly from below, and you are well aware... the branch he is on will not tolerate your weight, it's a miracles he has tolerated him. Or so you thought until you jumper and grabbed him. He is so light. He used to weight a lot more in the past, now he feels like a feather of his wings... then again, he doesn't have wings anymore. 2 limbs less... of course he weights less. It's... you don't like it. It feels as if Urogi was mutilated, eternaly so, as if someone cut his wings and the never grew back. You don't like it.
Yo treat him softly as he hugs you in his sleep, getting himself all over you and drooling still. You pet the back of his head, smelling him, inhaling the scent of wildness and several hormones that make joy, that is still in him, thankfully. But you do miss the talons and fands, usually urogi would rip off the skin on your back while sleeping like this, head burried in your thighs, but no. Nothing. You can't imagine an Urogi that doesn't play wild and hurts things on the process, and Urogi that is naturally gentle and soft instead of having to be extra careful to be gentle and soft. Still, you would not trade having him with you for anything.
Once there is only an hour left for the sun to rise, you decide to cup his face and lick his cheeks, he always enjoyed that sort of animalistic care, and the fact that he is giggling let's you know that hasn't changed. He wakes up slowly, and it takes him a few seconds to flinch and draw back, realizing his situation as he blushes. Cute. Back then Urogi knew little about shame, but it seems that now is easier to get him embarrassed. That is new.
"Hey... hey... sorry, what happened?" He is clearly clueless, but it usually never bothered him to be like that. "You fell asleep." You tell him simply, and he looks around not knowing ehat to say or how to say it. This level of awareness in Urogi is weird. "Don't think too much about it, it's alright. I don't mind. You don't have to "behave" around me." Sakido always said Urogi had to behave better, yes, but you genuinely never minded. You were always happy with your husband being himself, and slowly he relax, believing what you are saying. He has always been distracted and you can see he is tired in his eyes, just waking up, so that amd the darkness probably don't let him realize that you are not human. "Let me take you home." Does this count as abusing that?
But he dows let you take him home, and since then you go there every night, evading the rest of the clones only to see him, jumping through the window and talk with him. Urogi is lively, as he talks about his restrictions that are imposed as an individual of a society and damn, it does sounds boring. You can't imagine having to adapt to the like of a crowd, and yet humans willingly subject themselves to that. Until now Sekido and Zohakuten (yes, the boy is also here) have almost discovered you, but... you are enjoying being Urogi's secret, being a part of him that doesn't belong to anyone else.
"What are you exactly? I know you won't hurt me, but you never are around in daylight, you have fangs and claws, and I don't think I ever daw you eat or drink anything." He asks one night. "Aren't you afraid of the answer?" You ask softly, being the first time he confronted you, and the fact that he is doing it so relaxed, it seems weird. This time not in Urogi standards, but in human ones. "Not really. I think you are a nice guy. I mean, you could have hurted anyone here with those traits of yours, and yet, you are always careful and gentle." ... You have no idea if he should know about your diet now. You also have no idea if you should be glad he is as trusting as back then or to worry about it. As a demon, Urogi could afford to be trusting, if anything happened he would heal. Right now? He could get hurt, and badly.
"From now on, I will take care of you and protect you." You don't feel the need to tell anything else to him, Urogi has always been a demon more of actions than words, more as an animal than a person. You always loved him like that. You think he understand what you mean, as you keep nuzzling him, licking him and cuddling with him, and the taste and scent he has is just wonderful. But... with the lack of wings you don't dare to hurt him, because part of you feels something is wrong still. You can't get used to see him like this and probably never will.
Still, you continue to visit and take care of him as you promise. You have no idea what he told the others and honestly, you don't care, he is yours and you are his. And he starts to grow, he buys his own house one day, after some years of work, the others still visit him but besides those days, you stay with him in his new house all the time. Half of the place is nitty and well taken care of, half of it is a mess for you both. Dirt, plants and other onjects making it feel more wild, more Urogi's taste. You really wish you could give him back his demons form, specially his wings everytime he looks at birds. He deserves to fly, to be free, but.... how are you supposed to risk him?
The guilt of his new state doesn't wash out ever, you are always too gentle with him, to the point you doubt he will ever find out about your true nature. The one that wants to bite, to scratch the same way it wants to be bitten snd scratched. But you want him, and you will take him anyway you can.
"I love you." He tells you frequently, and you always answer to that. "I love you too, my Baby Bird." You repreat as you watch him grow old. Maybe one day you might build enough courage to tell him you could turn him... maybe. For now, the constant smell of joy is enough to cheer you up.
Aizetsu:
The smell of sorrow lures you in.
Aizetsu looks so cute sleeping, you had to use the other clones to find him, since he doesn't go out at night. Not ever, since he usually takes care of Zohakuten (that's weird, Zohakuten of all demons needing a babysitter. Then again, he is not the most powerful clone of Upper Four anymore, but a child.) while Sekido tries to keep Urogi and Karaku out of trouble. It's not that different from back then, Aizetsu hated going outside and separating to fight, you are well aware having you made him more eager to have his own being, only to be with you. He has always been a sweet little thing.
He looks so vulnerable, and now that you watch him sleep, a traitorous part of you whispers temptations of touching and grabbing his skin, just to feel the contact, but beyond that, to sink your teeth on him. You want to put your mouth all over Aizetsu, to lick him, to nibble him, to kiss him and to bite him, everything you always did as you hug him and hold him. He is so beautiful, it almost feel like a sin to not take advantage as your instincts urge you. But you don't you only watch him, wondering if you should wake him up or continue to watch him like this.
Zohakuten has almost catched you a few times, it doesn't really surprise you, you know who he used to be. You still find it weird. How are they all of them alive? They are a Demon Blood Art, they should not have owned a soul to reincarnate with, and yet, here they are. Could it be Hantengu's soul fragmented? Is that even possible? It's not like you could ask, nowadays the world relies less in the spiritualism and more on the technoly and production. Not that it bothers you, it means the slayers are gone for good, as they should be. Still, sometimes you wonder what would happen if you gave Aizetsu a bit of your blood as he sleeps, to make him back as he used to be... but with this new condition, it might not work, but there is no day you don't think about it.
One night, as you get inside Aizetsu's room... you notice he is awake, but pretending to be asleep. His heartbeats and breaths tell you as much. For a time, you wonder if you should leave, but... you don't, you stay and even become more daring, as you pat his head softly. You can feel him tense up, then easing up, still wanting to pretend to be asleep. You don't keep it for too long, you even leave earlier than usual, but... you want to have Aizetsu getting used to you, and the idea you are not going to hurt him, but you are not leaving either.
"Who are you?" He asks one night, almost whispering, as he acts as if he was still pretending to be asleep, covered by the mattress in the beddings. "My name is Y/N." Is all you say, you can tell he is upset, has no idea what to do or what to say. "... What do you want from me?" He says after some seconds of silence in that same tone, and you also wait to answer. You want to say a lot, but also nothing at all. Because most of what happened, the fact that you both lost everything, hurts. You know he will pity you, that is his nature, and you don't want him to. You want him to love you, or at least accept you.
"I am someone who always wants to see you and cherish you." Is all you say, and both of you keep quiet. Pther nights you had to leave for Aizetsu to be able to sleep, not being able to relax enough with your presence. This time? He falls asleep with you there, and you can't fight the temptation of kissing his ear. It might not even be that he trusts you, but him being exhausted. Still, it makes you happy, for him to be able to let his guard down for you. You love this man, your husband, and you will find several ways to tell him that.
You keep it up, he asks questions, still hiding under the bed. Sometimes he answers yours, but he needs to form courage to actually face what you are. That, or he still needed to settle with the idea, since you are sure he doesn't believe in spirits. "What are you? And answer me for real. Don't tell me anything cheesy or creepy. What the hell are you?" He asks, and you don't really know how to say everything you need to explain it. After a few seconds of silence, he gets impatiend and finally sits on the bed, completely showing his face, a sleepy yet upset face no less. You look at him, his eyes don't glow in the dark, and only the pupil is blue...
"I'm a demon." Like he used to be, that only makes him more upset. "That doesn't exist." Is frustrating how he is denying the obvious, you are not human, and he knows that already. You sit in the bed besides him, making sure to show your fangs as you open your mouth to speak. "I am a demon, and your husband." You say everything, and honestly? By the end of it, Aizetsu is crying. You have no idea if it's because of the frustration of the situation, if it is because he pities you or if it's just a reaction because he is tired and always sad, since he was always sad before. You just hug him, and start to kiss his face and lick his tears up.
You end up pinning him into the bed, cuddling with him until Aizetsu falls asleep. You keep doing this, but from now on is Aizetsu who talks, who says what he is feeling before breaking into tears and let you comfort him until he falls asleep. He seems better, less sad each time, and you don't know how to feel about that. And yet, you always take care of him, and you will until he dies. The say he buys his own home, you get in and never get out.
"I am yours and you are mine." You whisper against his sken as he sleeps over you, you will continue to take care of him until he dies. Then... you will go back to the nothing but loss you had of life before meeting him again. Loss in a world that is changing while you are alone. Like Aizetsu always said, it's... so sad, pathetic... it makes you sad. But you will live.
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kaizoku-gary · 2 years
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The light I used to know
Pairing: Kid x Killer x G/N Reader
Genre: hurt/comfort
Word count: 1215
Warnings/Tags: implied alcohol abuse, implied depression, cursing, implied trauma, brief mention of torture, Wano Arc spoilers.
Summary: When Kid and Killer finally return to the ship after being imprisoned in Udon, the reader realizes their wounds are deeper than they appear.
A/N: I made myself sad writing this.
Read it on AO3
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"Fuck!" You yell slamming your fist against the table. With warm tears running like rivers down your cheeks you drop to the floor, sitting against the wall and surrounding your legs with your arms while you sob uncontrollably.
The pain in your chest burns more than ever, and your body aches from exhaustion, but you force yourself to keep going, to keep fighting. You have to find a way to rescue your captain and his first mate... to save the two people you love the most in the whole world.
A part of you died the day Kid and Killer were captured, and it was replaced by anger and the wish for revenge; together with alcohol, they were your only fuel now.
You don't remember the last time you ate a proper meal or had a full night's sleep... or even the last time you smiled. It hurts to keep going without them, as it is hard to ignore the little voice in the back of your mind telling you they're probably dead now, that you've lost everything that really mattered in your life.
If it wasn't for your crew and for the promise you made to Kid to take care of them, you'd already have sailed to fight Kaidou by yourself, even if it meant your death. If it wasn't for them, you would already be lost, mad, or dead.
The night turns to day and you don't even notice it until you hear a powerful knock on the door. Confused, you blink quickly, trying to come back to reality.
"Y/N!!!" One of your mates yells from the other side with a voice full of concern, but also... happiness?
"Are you alright!?" He asks as he knocks harder, menacing to break the door down. "They are back!" He adds and you hear his voice crack. "They're back," he repeats as he begins to sob.
In a matter of seconds, you open the door. The bright sunlight blinds you for a moment and you cover your eyes while you walk guided by your friend. You hear the hurried steps of the crew gathering around their captain. Why aren't they cheering?
Soon your eyes adjust to the light and you open them to meet Kid's sorrowful gaze; Killer rests motionless in his arms. Your eyes go wide with an expression of horror, and your heart drops to the floor followed by your blood pressure.
"He's only sleeping," Kid says with a hoarse tone before letting out a tired sigh, and you feel the life slowly coming back to you.
"Come with me," You manage to say without bursting into tears in front of everyone, and you thank the seas for that.
As soon as you enter your shared room, Kid places Killer carefully on the bed, letting out an afflicted sigh when he notices the bottles laying around and the overall mess. You shrug tiredly at his inquiring eyes. There will be time to talk about that later. One step at a time.
"Please, take care of him first," Kid requests, sitting at the end of the bed. There's pain and guilt in his orange eyes when he looks at his partner; you've never seen him so emotionally drained and it shatters your heart to pieces. What did they do to you, my love? You think to yourself while cursing Kaidou for whatever suffering he caused them.
Carefully, you start removing the bandages around Killer's head, relieved to see no blood stains on them. After placing a gentle kiss on his forehead, you start removing his clothes, slowly revealing a considerable amount of bruises covering his skin. Taking a deep breath to make the lump in your throat disappear, you begin examining his body for any fractures or cuts.
This is not the first time you see them both badly injured after a fight, but it is different now: they were betrayed by their comrades, incarcerated by an Emperor, and most certainly tortured. It's not their physical wounds that worry you the most.
After a while, Killer begins to open his eyes when you use an alcohol-soaked cotton ball to clean the last of his wounds. You welcome him with a sweet smile and a soft pat on his chest.
"I'm almost done, baby," you reassure him and he bursts out laughing, instantly sitting up. You throw Kid a confused look, and the tears pooling in the captain's eyes let you know something is wrong.
"They made him eat a defective SMILE fruit..." Kid speaks after a moment. His voice is broken, and his fist is clutched. He looks exhausted; you know him too well to know the only thing keeping him going is rage.
"And now he..." Kid tries to continue, but his voice finally succumbs under the weight of his anguish; he quickly covers his face with his hand.
Tears begin to blurry your vision and you throw your arms around Killer, letting him rest his head on the crook of your neck as he tries to control his laugh. Your t-shirt is slowly getting soaked with his tears. 
"It's okay, my love," you whisper in his ear before kissing his head. Your fingers stroke Killer's blond hair and his laugh begins to fade. He won't be able to show any emotions now, will he? You think, looking into Kid's eyes as if he could listen to your thoughts.
Your captain remains quiet. His face is darkened with anger, and his body shakes with contained rage. But deep down you know he's also afraid; your journey hasn't been easy, but you've never been reminded of the true dangers of the life you chose as you are being right now. Dying is easy, but losing the ones you love is more painful than any torture.
"Come here," you say reaching out to your captain.
Kid surrounds both of you with his arms and you cannot fight back your tears anymore. Despite the pain and uncertainty, having them back by your side lifts a heavy weight from your chest, and you feel whole again.
Minutes go by, and the three of you remain still, holding each other tightly as if your life depended on it. Kid kisses your temple and you turn to gently kiss his lips, tasting the saltiness of his tears on them.
"Let's go to sleep," Kid says after a while; his voice is barely louder than a whisper.
"But, what about you...?" You try to protest, but Kid is already taking off his clothes to join Killer in bed.
At least he doesn't look like he's badly hurt. You think, quickly inspecting his body with your eyes while getting rid of your clothes as well.
Finally, you take place between them and Kid pulls both of you closer, burying his head in your hair. Killer lets out a heartfelt sigh, falling asleep a few seconds later.
There, blissfully surrounded by each other's warmth, life finally recovers its meaning. Healing these wounds won't be easy or quick, but nothing is impossible as long as you are together.
"I promise I'll keep you safe." Kid whispers before exhaustion take over and he is finally able to sleep again.
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chicken-fifi · 1 year
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Woo Dohwan A-Z - SFW
Requested By @steph0707: Can you do a SFW for Woo Do Hwan ?
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A - Attractive: What does they find attractive about each other?
Dohwan finds how comfortable you can make everyone around you feel. You just have this aura around you that makes everyone feel safe and welcome. For you it's his silent way of just making sure everyone around him is safe. He may not be the most verbal, but his actions do speak louder than any words ever could
B - Baby: Do they want a family?
Not in the foreseeable future, but it is something that he does want. Right now, he wants to focus on his own career and wants to see you flourish in yours as well
C - Comfort: How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?
Very silent but present. He doesn't want to assume he can just waltz in and fix everything because it's not that simple, but he does make sure you know he's there for you and with you
D - Dates: What are dates with him like?
They are very chill and lowkey. They do tend to be at home or in more private settings or at least places where dispatch can't really find you guys
E - Equal: Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?
Not necessarily passive but he's not entirely dominant either. It can be easy to confuse him for being passive since he does have a more laid-back approach to many things, but he steps up
F - Feelings: When did they know they were in love?
He knew after spending the night at your place for the first time that he was in love with you. Seeing you sleeping so peacefully and comfortably in his arms, he realizes that's all he needs to be happy
G - Gratitude: How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
There isn't a day that goes by without him doing something that shows how grateful he is for you. When you guys move in together, the chores are split up and sometimes he does a few of your chores so you won't have to, especially if you have a lot on your plate
H - Honesty: Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
I don't think he means to hide things, but sometimes he just genuinely forgets to mention things since he's so caught up in being with you and enjoying your time together
I - Inspiration: Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?
He much more observant than he was before (this comes from his need to keep you safe as best as he can). He also has started to become much more vocal about his own problems and wants to express himself verbally more often than just through actions
J - Jealousy: Do they get jealous easily? how do they deal with it?
Not quite the jealous type. Do people rub him the wrong way? Yes, but he doesn't necessarily get jealous as much as he gets worried for your comfort
K - Kiss: Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?
Yes. If two bunnies were to bump their noses together and you were to see, then you would think cute and that's how the first kiss was. Very cute and innocent. Tbh, it was also an accident too. He hadn't meant to bump into you as forcefully as he did and kiss your lips by accident, but it was welcomed
L - Love Confession: How would they confess to their s/o?
I can see him writing a letter to you expressing his deepest thought and feelings afraid of telling you face to face. And letters just become your thing after that
M - Marriage: Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?
Eventually, but a lot does have to be considered for this. He wants it to be because you both want it and because of societal pressures or criticism. The proposal is very simple with the two of you present. And married life isn't much different than before, except for the title and just this feeling of having an unconditional commitment to one another
N - Nicknames: What do they call their s/o?
Him: Bodyguard, Honey, Bunny
You: a nickname from your name that he comes up with, Bunny, Lovey
O - On Cloud Nine: What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?
I don't think most people notice unless you're there. He's not very vocal so somethings do go unnoticed but then something like placing his hand on the corner of a table, so you don't hurt yourself is noticed instantly
P - PDA: Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?
Not the most public. In fact, if he weren't so sure that you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with and that you wanted that too (married or not), he wouldn't have said anything or even released a statement. He doesn't talk about you a lot just because he wants something to be normal in his life. PDA is kept to a minimum
Q - Quirks: Something you do that he loves
You go on little rants about the most mundane things a lot. And while that may sound like it should be annoying, he loves it. He loves hearing the tea and finding out about the adventures you experience in your work life
R - Romance: How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?
Very romantic, especially behind closed doors. It can be rather cliche and that because sometimes when he tries to do something creative, he ends up realizing how cringy it ends up being (even if you like it in the end)
S - Support: Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?
He supports you 100%. If your stressed from projects at work, he does what he can to make sure you have a place to go to at the end of the day where you don't have to worry about any extra things (ie. the dishes, laundry, or dinner)
T - Thrill: Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?
Routine is preferred, but he's open to do more spontaneous things. It's fun and brings a spark to your relationship that has you both rolling
U - Understanding: How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?
Very empathetic and knows you really well. The moment you walk into your shared home he can tell if you've had a rough day or not and he's going to do his best to make the day a little bit better before you go to bed
V - Value: How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?
He recognizes that it is important to him (especially when things get serious), but he doesn't deny that somethings can take priority at certain times. Your families also need to come first. Jobs too. It's a balance and you need to communicate
W - Whole: How do they feel about you being in their life?
It feels right. When you're together, when you fight, when you guys make up, it all feels right and natural
X - Xylophone: What is your song?
Between Us by Little Mix (i love this song so much and i miss these girls just as much)
Y - Yearning: How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?
He tries to get in touch with you when he can, but sometimes that doesn't work out, so he'll write you letters and then give them to you when he sees you
Z - Zeal: Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?
He's willing to do as much as your willing to do. He recognizes the boundaries that need to be set and reworked as well as the balance you guys need to have. But he'd not going to be the only putting in the work
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