#ANOTHER SAID: THIS IS THE SOUND OF HIS ARM MALFUNCTIONING

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helloo >___< this is my first time to do something like thiss so… can you do something like a reaction of seventeen when they kiss their someone and reader responds w “stop i have a bf” as a joke ! i just saw it on tiktok ! i hope u get it t___t

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kissing prank with seventeen | OT13

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CHOI SEUNGCHEOL 

𓆩♡𓆪 You decided to prank him as he was leaving for work, thinking he’d be too distracted to notice. “Okay, see you tonight, honey,” he put a hand on your cheek and gave you a quick peck. “What are you doing? I have a boyfriend.” His brain malfunctioned for a second and he just stood there with furrowed brows and a confused face. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND. I’M YOUR BOYFRIEND.” Turns into a whiny, pouty and ANGRY baby, not liking your prank whatsoever. You had to remind him he’d be late for practice, but he’d not care at all. You’d  have to apologise with lots of kisses, but he’d probably still be sulky. 

YOON JEONGHAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 He’d catch onto your prank immediately. You can’t outdo the doer, period. He walked up to you, as you entered the house, kissing you gently. You tried to put on your best act, as you knew he wasn’t easy to fool. “You can’t kiss me, Hannie. I have a boyfriend,” you said in a hushed tone. He’d simply look at you with a straight face and go “yeah, sure. How was work, by the way?” and walked away, with no reaction at all. You’d be a bit sad that it didn’t work, but still, it’s not like you had big expectations for it to work. Jeonghan would notice your reaction to the failed prank and give you some extra kisses as an apology. 

HONG JOSHUA 

𓆩♡𓆪 Would be so confused, because he didn’t understand the prank. “Hey darling, what do you want for dinner?” he’d come up to you and peck the corner of your lips. “Joshua!” “What?” “I have a boyfriend, you can’t kiss me.” You could see his brain trying to comprehend what you’d just said. “Well yeah, I’m your boyfriend?” he’d say and give you a confused look. You’d just roll your eyes and try to explain the prank. At first he’d think that you meant that your relationship was a prank, which made you facepalm yourself. “Forget it. Let’s order dinner.” 

WEN JUNHUI 

𓆩♡𓆪 Please, it would make him so upset. You were watching a TV show, and at some point he leaned in to give you a sweet kiss. “Stop, I have a boyfriend,” you said, trying your best to keep a straight face. “Oh, okay,” he’d say and turn his gaze away from you. It would take him a couple of seconds to understand what exactly you’d just said. He’d scoff at you and scoot to the other edge of the couch, to get as far away from you as he possibly could. “That wasn’t funny,” he’d say and cross his arms, like an angry child. You’d laugh at his reaction and throw yourself at him, hugging him tightly. 

KWON SOONYOUNG 

𓆩♡𓆪 “Get away from me, Soonyoung. I have a boyfriend.” Would be up and ready to fight your imaginary boyfriend. Wouldn't care and wouldn’t listen to you trying to explain that it was just a silly prank, taking it WAY too seriously. It would take some time for him to calm down and listen to you, finally understanding that you didn’t mean what you said. He’d try to give you a silent treatment for making fun of him, but would give up after seeing your upset expression. 

JEON WONWOO

𓆩♡𓆪 Another one that you cannot prank. You’d be at a dinner with your friends, and when he made sure that no one was paying attention, gave you a quick peck on your lips. “Wonwoo, you can’t do that. I have a boyfriend,” you’d try to sound as offended as you could. You’d also give yourself right away, as you started laughing at his unbothered and slightly annoyed expression. He'd probably give you a side eye as well, finding your little prank silly and pointless. “You’re so bad at this, it’s almost hilarious.” In the end, he’d have to apologise in kisses, as you accused him of being mean to you. 

LEE JIHOON

𓆩♡𓆪 Kissing pranks on Jihoon is like one of the worst ideas ever, you’re not sure what exactly had gotten into you. It would be on one of the rare occasions where he would kiss out of his own will. “Stop,” you’d put a hand on his chest. “I have a boyfriend.” His face would go blank, no emotions apparent whatsoever. He’d roll his eyes at you and smirk with a head shake. “You seriously thought this would work?” he’d ask. “No?” Lesson learned, never try to prank Jihoon. 

XU MINGHAO 

𓆩♡𓆪 One of the many drama queens. “You look adorable today,” he’d giggle and kiss you lovingly. “Stop Hao, I have a boyfriend,” you’d say and push him away. The second these words left your mouth, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened in disbelief. At first he wouldn't be able to say anything, being taken aback with your words, but would throw a tantrum right after. He’d gesticulate with his hands in annoyance and get so petty with you, making you taste your own medicine. Would probably ignore you for the rest of the day, until he started to miss you. 

KIM MINGYU 

𓆩♡𓆪 You loved tricking Mingyu, as he almost never caught up to the fact that he was being pranked. He’d kiss you before going to bed, already half asleep. “I have a boyfriend, Mingyu, you can’t just kiss me.” you’d say in a worried tone, making his eyes go wide in surprise. “Oh, right. Sorry,” he’d say and waddle to the bedroom. You’d stay in the same place, crossing your arms and waiting for him to realise. “YOU HAVE A WHAT?” he’d yell from the bedroom. Would be so sad and sulky after, you’d have to be the small spoon for the night, reassuring you that he’s your one and only. 

LEE SEOKMIN 

𓆩♡𓆪 Don’t do this to him. Just don’t. He’d lean to give you a peck, but you’d stop him before he could reach you. “I’m sorry, but I have a boyfriend.” He’d give you an apologetic look and say that it’s okay. He was about to continue what he was doing before, but as he saw your eyes welling up in tears from trying to hold in your laughter, he would understand he was being pranked. He would jokingly start yelling at you, and whine that you’re just being mean to him. You wouldn’t be able to resist his cute expression and kiss his lips and cheeks in a silent apology.

BOO SEUNGKWAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 Another drama queen. “Stop this Seungkwan. I have a boyfriend, you can’t kiss me.” Would throw hands and whine until you didn’t apologise and even then he would still be SO petty. Would not return any of your affection for the rest of the day, side eyeing you constantly and scoffing at everything you’d say. If anyone asked what was wrong, he'd spend the next ten minutes complaining how annoying and ungrateful you are. Would not even bother to listen to your explanation, saying right away, that he doesn’t find your pranks funny. 

CHWE VERNON 

𓆩♡𓆪 No reaction, face blank. He’d plop next to you on the couch, leaning in to kiss you on the cheek. “Stop, I have a boyfriend,” you’d distance yourself from him, reaching casually for the snacks laying on the table. Would look at you with a straight face, not amused at all. “Where did you get that from? Tik tok?” He couldn’t help but laugh when he saw your annoyed expression, which meant that in fact yes, you got it from Tik Tok. “Ugh, you’re no fun.” “Sure I am, your pranks just suck.” 

LEE CHAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 This baby. You heard about the prank from your friends, and you were curious how your boyfriend would react. “I had so much fun today,” he said, as you neared your apartment. He’d stop under one of the post lamps and give you a passionate kiss. You'd push him away “Chan, I have a boyfriend,” you’d say seriously. His heart would break at those words and sadness would appear on his face. “Wha- What do you mean you have a boyfriend?” Seeing his reaction, you wouldn’t have the heart to keep it going and hug him tightly, as you explained that it was simply a prank.

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[xmalereader]

Miguel O’Hara x Black Cat! Male Reader || 4 ||

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Authors note: Hello Everyone! I am back from another vacation…this boy be traveling a lot, but I was able to get part four done of this little mini series! I also want to thank everyone for 7.2k, because holy shit I gained 200 followers in less than a week. I don’t know how that happened but thank you! Also enjoy this new shot!

Summary: Miles and Miguel are a little stuck during a mission and Miles is hesitant to call for back up until a familiar anomaly changes things.

Warnings: No spoilers, fighting, language, parenting skills, hobie is the goat, fluff, black cat anomaly, protective reader and Miguel, some hints of Rio knowing about Miles and Miguel’s identity, short.

Word count: 2.0k

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“Ah!”

Miles is throw against Miguel who catches him easily as the two tumble to the ground. The teen lying on top of the older Spider as they groan in pain. “How are these guys not giving up?” Miles grumbled out as he slowly gets up with the help of Miguel. The two have taken notice of an unusual Anomaly in the wrong universe. The two expected it to only be one only to encounter four on the other side when entering the universe. Both Miles and Miguel have been at it for hours, growing tired and restless.

“I think we should—“

“No.” Said Miguel, shutting down Miles suggest.

“I just think—“

“No.”

“Do you always say no?”

“No.” The sudden bickering catches the old Spider off guard as Miles grins under his mask, quick to dodge a piece of rumble heading towards them as the teenager swings after the anomaly and lands onto another building. “All I’m saying is that we should bring some back up!” Shouted Miles, grunting as he’s grabbed by the leg and dragged down from where he stood, causing a scream to escape his lips.

The teen comes face to face with Doctor Octavias, someone that he’s very familiar with in his own universe.

“We don’t need it!” Miguel shouts back as he attacks one of the other anaomlies, clearing not listening to Miles who struggled with his own problem as he used his electric static to try and malfunction Doctor Octavias arms. He escapes from his grasp and climbs higher up the building. “Lyla!” He calls out to the artificial intelligence.

“Yes, baby spider?”

Miles groans at the name.

“Can you call for back up, please?” His eyes widen when he’s pinned down a flash of black and white in front of him as a pair of claws dig into his neck and jaw, squinting up in pain as he grunts and makes direct eye contact with a familiar outfit. “Noir?”

The figure leans closer.

“Sorry, hun you must have me confused with someone else.” The voice is feminine as Miles frowns, noticing that the cat holding him down wasn’t Noir. This was someone entirely different but yet, similar to the one he knows. “Didn’t think a kid like you would be a spider—a bit clumsy.” She taunts, holding him down as her claws dig deeper into his neck, causing the teen to wince and glare under his mask.

Miles tried to use his web against the black cat only to have his wrist pinned down, he struggles with moving as she chuckled at him and looks around. “Don’t make this your fight kid, go home before you get yourself hurt.” She warns. Miles huffs out a small laugh as he watched her closely.

Miles can’t help but think about Noir and how every black cat was the same but him and he’s able to tell the difference between her and noir. “Yeah, I don’t think so.” He looks over her shoulder, noticing the familiar portal opening up. “You don’t belong in this world and if I can’t take you back then my dad will.”

The women above him cocks her head with a confused look on her face. Before she can react a flash of black is quick to shove her off Miles, watching as she rolls with a grunt and is quick to stabilize herself. The sound of metal claws against the pavement gets Miles attention, sitting up slowly to see Noir in front of him.

He’s in a crouching position, cat like as he glared under his goggles at the women before him. “Touch my kid again and I won’t hesitate to kill you.” He growls out in warning.

It didn’t take long for the rest of the back up to arrive, both Gwen and Hobie landing next to Miles and helping him up while Noir focused on the black cat in front of him. “Help Mig with the others, this ones mine.” Noir instructs the teens, his eyes not leaving the women before him as she grins at him. “How cute, but I’m not going anywhere.” She states, launching herself at Noir as the two get into a brawl.

Miles steps back and grunts.

“Did he just punch a women?” Gwen asks when she noticed Noir punch the other black cat in the stomach.

“Equal rights, equal fights!” Hobie shouts as he jumps off the building, heading towards one of the anomalies and helping Miguel. As much we he hated it, he knew he had no choice but to help. The three teens worked together on taking down the villains, tying them up and getting rid of their weapons while Miguel worked on the one he was dealing with, using his fangs to inject the poison and numbing them from doing anything else.

“I told you I didn’t need back up.” Miguel grumbled as he drags the anomaly towards the pile of villains as Miles chuckles nervously. “Sure you didn’t, took us a few hours to try and take down one. We needed all the help we could get.” He explains, knowing how much Miguel hated admitting help when it comes towards missions like this. “Doesn’t matter—is it just you three?” He questions.

“Y/n is still dealing with a different version of himself.” Gwen points behind her back towards the roof top of one of the buildings as the four of them turned to watch the fight, noticing how Noir and Black cats movements are nearly in sync. “Five bucks that he takes her down in a minute.” Said Hobie, getting the other teens intrigued by the bet. “Bet ten that he takes her down, now!” Miles points at the scene before them as Noir grows angry, changing his way of fighting and using an old trick of his that Miguel taught him a long time ago.

“Stay down, for once!” Noir growls through gritted teeth as he gets her tied up with his grappling hook, keeping her claws far away from the wire and using the extra wire to tie her wrists together, finally getting her pinned.

Miguel hums, shrugging his shoulder. “I taught him that.” He mumbled as he swings towards the building, landing next to Noir and giving his husband a glance. “You know, I didn’t think you’d be able to take your own self down.”

“For the record, that is not me and second I learned a thing or two differently than everyone else.” Noir shot back as he leans against Miguels shoulder, feeling himself grow tired from the constant fighting while wincing in pain. Turns out that he got a few pretty good cuts from the anomaly. “We should have that checked out.” Said Miguel as his fingers touch the small wounds which only caused Noir to smile. “Nah, I’m okay I’ve been through worse.” He bends down to pick up the anomaly and carry them with towards the rest of the others as Miguel opens a portal back to base.

“Still, at least have it checked for me.” Miguel takes his own anomaly and drags them inside the portal while the others do the same. Y/n sighs softly and rolls his eyes when hearing how worried his husband is for him and knows that he shouldn’t argue with him. “Fine, I will get it checked out.” He walks through the portal that takes them back to base.

Getting assistance from the other spiders and taking the anomalies back to their own universe where they belonged while Y/n walks alongside Miguel and Miles. Y/n had noticed Miles limping with each step he took, causing him to raise a brow. “Hey.” His voice gets Miles’ attention and turns to face the older man who gently gripped his chin. “You alright? You’re limping—she didn’t hurt you did she?” Y/n’s voice suddenly growing protective as he glares, but Miles is quick to shake his head. “No, no, don’t worry this wasn’t her doing. I was dealing with one of the other anomalies and they pulled me by the leg, I should be fine soon.”

Miles give his leg a small shake and continued to walk alongside Y/n with a content smile on his face after he removes his mask when entering base. “Good, because I can’t have your mother hunting me down if she finds out what happened.” Miles groans, forgetting about his mother.

It’s been three months since Miles’ mother found out about Miles and Miguel being Spider-Man, catching the two in the act. Miles couldn’t forget the amount of laughing that Y/n did when he was told about the accident. Miles was panicking and Miguel was not happy with his husbands reaction with all of this. I took some time for Miles’ mother to grow adjusted with the idea of her son being the cities hero. She had actually threatened Miguel to keep a close eye on Miles whenever they are out on missions.

Technically, Miles is suppose to be under Miguels watch. But, he wasn’t doing a very good job at it.

“Just tell your mom that you pulled a muscle.” Y/n shrugs his shoulders when entering Miguels lab. “She’s a nurse, she will notice how I really got it.” Miles shakes his head already knowing how clever his mother was. His mother, Rio, knew about his identity along with Miguels, but she still had no idea that Miles’ mentor was the cities greatest thief. The same thief that his dad spent days trying to capture not knowing that so called thief was the same man who was invited to his families dinners.

“If Rio finds out about you, she will not be too happy to know that her son hangs around a thief.” Miguels words catch the cats attention as he gasps dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. “You wound me.” Y/n gives off a small show of being dramatic only to laugh in the end. “She can be upset about me being a thief, but she will for sure kill us back when she finds out that you married a thief and knew about it the whole time.”

Miguel froze, knowing damn well that Y/n was right.

“Then we are a very small, but dysfunctional family.” Miguel mutters out as he focused on his work, making sure that everything was left as a report regarding the anomalies and who was involved in the fight. It was very rare for Miguel to accept his feelings about having a family again, after losing his daughter and gaining another kid from Y/n was still something new to him. He’s slowly getting used to Miles and the teen was still adjusting to Miguel too.

They had their moments together and the rare times that Miguel grew protective over Miles. Y/n remembers the first time he witnessed such actions, noticing Miguels body language change. It happened when one of the spiders had the audacity to pick on Miles for being an anomaly, blaming him for the doom of universe 42 since they didn’t have a spider to protect their world. Miguel usually showed no signs of the matter of caring, doing his own job, but when the spider took things too far. Miguel stepped in and he was not happy.

Y/n still remembers the fear that he struck on the spider, telling them to focus on their job on protecting their own world and minding their own business and threatening to send them back to where they came from and cutting off access to allowing them back on base for picking on his kid.

His kid.

Even though Miles wasn’t theirs by blood, their time together made them feel like a family.

Y/n sighs softly, snapping back to reality as he approached Miles. “Alright, go on. Mama bird is waiting for you. I’d suggest heading back home before she gets worries and starts calling Miguel about your late return back home.” He gives the teen a nudge on the shoulder and tussling his hair on the way over to Miguel.

Miles chuckles. “Alright, I’m going. I’ll see you both tonight!” The teen gives them a small wave before opening a portal back to his universe and heading back home for the day, leaving both Miguel and Y/n on there own.

Y/n walks over to Miguel, standing next to his side and leaning his head against his shoulder. “I think we make great parents.”

“I don’t think sending a kid to fight off four villains is considered good parenting.”

Y/n laughs. “You were there weren’t you? That means that you were keeping an eye on him and making sure that nothing happens to him.” He points out, chin on Miguels shoulder as he watched his husband closely who rolls his eyes at him. Not saying anything and taking his silence as a small victory.

“See, we make great parents!” Y/n says with a huge smile.

Miguel can only sign deeply. “Rio is going to kill us.”

#male reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x male reader #Spider-Man #Spider-Man 2099 #atsv #black cat series #BlackCat tag

[2chopsticks2eyes]

Obsession

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Pairing:

Bang Chan x Fem Reader

Hwang Hyunjin x Fem Reader

Themes: Smut, Pining

Word Count: ~6k | AO3

Warnings: Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Cussing, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Vaginal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Vaginal Sex, Cum Eating, Pining, Protected Sex, Ambiguous/Open Ending

Summary: You find out that this new guy you are going to start dating, Chris, is your best friend's new roommate. You are excited, but your best friend, Hyunjin (who may or may not be madly in love with you) is not so thrilled. Chris notices this and the two men settle on some sort of... agreement.

Author's Note: This work was inspired by a request from @stayandot8. I think this might be the shortest fic I've written, but I promise I put my heart into it! 💖 Proofread was only skimmed over so I hope it isn't trash. 🙃

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Hyunjin had been your best friend for what felt like ages. However, in reality, you two only met a couple of years ago when you started teaching with him at an art studio. You bonded with him over your shared affinity with fine arts and it was the most natural friendship you had ever experienced. You were just simply comfortable with one another.

Some might say a bit too comfortable. At least for a friendship between a boy and a girl.

Since you were co-workers, you spent most of your time with the man. You would have your meals with him, spent your days off with him, and even spent some nights at each other’s places if one of you was too lazy to go home for the night.

You don’t think that there was anything you wouldn’t be comfortable with around him. That’s what lead you to ask him to come shopping with you for your new date.

“How long have you even been talking to this guy?” He said as he stole your coffee from your hands while you strolled through the outlet mall, looking for a place to shop. He emptied the contents of the drink and tossed it into a nearby garbage bin.

“Just a few weeks, but we really clicked on Tinder and he agreed that he wasn’t just looking for a quick fuck.” You glanced in one of the windows of a shop and decided against it, continuing your walk with your bestie.

“And you’re sure he’s not some creep?” He glanced at you speculatively.

“I’m sure, you worry wart. Plus, if he is you know I can handle myself.” You bumped elbows with him and he rolled his eyes.

“Okay, okay fine. Just wanna look out for my girl.” He winked down at you and you scoffed. Always the biggest flirt, this guy. “What’s this guy’s name again? I think I tuned you out when you said it before.” He said nonchalantly.

“Yah!” You weakly smacked him on the arm, making him dramatically hold onto it as if you had shot him. “It’s Bang Chan, you pabo!” He immediately halted in his tracks, making you stop as well to raise an eyebrow at him. “Jin? Did you malfunction?” You shook his arm with a chuckle.

He stared down at you in disbelief. “Did you say Bang Chan?” He sounded as if you just told him that you were the Queen of England and you giggled.

“Uhhh yeah? He also goes by Chris. Why? Wait–” Your tone quickly changed into one of exasperation. “Hyunjin, please don’t tell me you went to a fortune teller again. Did they ward you away from any ‘Bang’ family names or something? I told you to stop going after what happened last time!” You scolded, memory flashing back to when he only wore white 24/7 because it was ‘guaranteed to bring him great wealth’. You had to help him with his laundry for weeks because he couldn’t stop getting stains on everything he wore.

“No, no, no. What does this guy look like?” He looked almost panicked now and you started to become concerned.

“Ummm, well… He’s a bit shorter than you. Super muscular with broad shoulders. A super bright smile and dimples that I just want to swim in…” You started to sound wistful as you described the dreamy beefcake. “Oh and don’t even get me started on his di–”

“Oh god, Aegiya, STOP.” The man sounded disgusted and you doubled over laughing. You were only a year younger than him and he just had to milk it by always calling you a baby.

“Dude, what’s the deal?” You finally wondered.

He huffed and continued walking, annoyance written all over his features as he stared straight forward. “Well, apparently it appears that your new boy toy also happens to be the new roommate I got last week…” He grumbled and now it was time for you to stop in your tracks.

“What??” To say the least, you were pretty surprised.

He just continued to walk and you scurried over to catch up to him. “Yyyyep. Congrats. I now get to help you plan for your date with my fucking roommate.” He sounded super put out and you cackled at him.

“Are you fucking kidding me?! That’s fucking hilarious!” After a moment of your chortling, your brain cut you off short when you felt a lightbulb blink to life. “Oh my god, Jinnie! You have to tell me about him! Do you think he’s into more of a wild girl, or a shy one? Does he cook? Clean? What kind of music does he–”

“Hey little lady, you probably know more about him than I do. Like I said, he just recently moved in.” You gave him puppy dog eyes and he glanced over at you momentarily, quickly looking straight forward again with a disbelieving huff. “All I can tell you is that he produces music, he constantly works on it day in and day out as if his life depends on it. I’m surprised he even found the time to date.”

You smiled to yourself. He made time for me? As if fate had heard your conversation, the two of you started getting nearer to the perfect store. “Let’s go in here, Jinnie!” You grabbed his arm to pull him in, but he was as firm as a statue.

“Nuh-uh. Nooo way am I going into a sex shop with you to help you bone my fucking roommate. You’re nuts.” He looked at you as if you had grown two heads.

“Awww c’mon, Jinnie, pleeease? I need the male objective’s eye! I don’t want to go in alone!” You grabbed onto his hand and looped your fingers to intertwine with his. “Please…” You donned your cutest pout and squeezed his hand.

His brows furrowed and he looked like he was having a genuine internal battle. “Damnit, Aegiya…” He closed his eyes and sighed deeply. “You’d better make this quick. AND you owe me a shit ton of ice cream after this…”

A smile burst out across your face and you threw your arms around his shoulders, giggling like a school girl. “Ahhh! Thankyouthankyouthankyou, Jinnie! This is why I love you!” When you pulled back from the embrace, he looked annoyed, but you could definitely see a rosy color dusted across his cheeks and a deep red bloom on the tips of his ears.

You intertwined fingers again and dragged him into the store.

You felt like a kid in a candy store, finding set after set of lingerie and handing it to Hyunjin to hold onto. “Okay, I think we’ve accumulated enough, little Miss Pamela Anderson!” He shouted at you from behind the pile he had stacked in his arms.

You giggled at his drowning appearance and led him to the changing rooms where you sat him down on the bench just outside the door. “Wait here, I’m gonna try them on!” You grabbed the first set from his arms and skipped off to try it on.

You struggled a bit on the first one just because it was so intricate, but you ended up figuring it out. It had crossed your mind that it might feel a bit weird for some girls to show their male best friend themselves wearing lingerie, but, again, you were just so comfortable with Hyunjin that you didn’t think twice.

“Jin, I think this might be a bit much, what do you think?” You said as you opened the door to show him.

At first, he wasn’t really paying attention, just mindlessly scrolling away on his phone. However, when he looked up, the phone clattered to the ground, which he quickly retrieved while clearing his throat for some reason. “Uh– I– Um, it looks– uh… good? I guess?” He said, desperately avoiding eye contact with you.

“Yeah, but look–” You turned around to show him the backside that looked like a damned jungle of straps, buckles, and latches. “Doesn’t this seem too complicated?” When you looked at him again, his whole head and neck were a deep crimson as he zoned out on your ass. “Jinnie?”

He quickly snapped out of it and his eyes darted anywhere and everywhere away from you. “U-Uh yeah– y-yeah…” 

You figured you didn’t want it to be too hard to get out of because that’s just not sexy if you have to struggle in the moment. You just shrugged. “Okay, then. Next!” You grabbed the next piece off the pile and shut yourself back into the changing room.

You repeated this several times, you put on the next set after the next set, continuing to ask Hyunjin for his input until you slipped on the final piece.

It was perfect. A completely black (which you knew Chris liked) bustier with mesh, lace fabric woven over the spines of the top. Complete with a garter belt and crotchless panties. All you needed were some stockings and it would be perfect.

However, you obviously couldn’t show these to Hyunjin, they were crotchless! And contrary to popular belief, you did have some standards. Anyway, you knew it was perfect with or without his opinion.

You quickly changed back into your clothes and stepped out, items in hand and ready to be purchased. “This is the one! Ready to go?”

Instead of a grumble with a remark like ‘finally’ or something equally as chafing coming from his mouth, you were surprised to hear him say– “What? That’s it? But you didn’t…” He stopped mid-sentence and blushed.

“I couldn’t show you this one, Jin. It was a bit much, even for you. But, trust me, you would have loved it.” You said enthusiastically as you walked to the checkout counter.

He just simply replied with– “Oh… okay…” And was suspiciously silent for the rest of the day.

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Jinnie 🥟🍦:

Ur date is tonight right?

Aegiya ❣🎨:

?Yeah, why

?Omg did he say something

?Did he ask u abt me

?He’s not calling it off is he

As much as Hyunjin wanted to lie and say yes, he wouldn’t do that to you.

Jinnie 🥟🍦:

No no, I was just checking

Was thinking about going out tonight too

(He wasn’t)

Jinnie 🥟🍦:

Ya know, give u guys privacy

Aegiya ❣🎨:

Ur such a sweetheart, Jinnie

But I don’t want to kick u out of ur own home

We will probably go back to my place anyway

The thought gave Hyunjin a knot in the back of his throat.

Jinnie 🥟🍦:

Oh ok cool

Have fun

(He hoped you wouldn’t)

Aegiya ❣🎨:

😉 Will do

He grumbled at his phone and flopped onto his back on the bed. Ever since he met you, he knew you were special. However, since you were coworkers, apparently that meant he had a big ole ‘FRIENDZONE’ stamped on his forehead in red and he would never make it any further than #besties.

But it was fine. He was just happy to have you in his life because you were, in fact, a really cool person.

You had dated a few people here and there in the years since you two became friends and he obviously wasn’t a fan, but he was happy any time you were happy, so he stayed silent.

However, when he found out that you were going to date his freshly new roommate, he started to get a bit more agitated. What if you two really hit it off? Yes, you would be around a lot, but would you still come around for him? Or would you only want to come to see Chris? Not to mention the fact that he would have to listen to the man fucking you just down the hall!

…

Okay, maybe the idea of being within such proximity to you while you were moaning and whining and getting fucked silly might be a turn-on… even if it wasn’t him making you feel that way…

Ever since you took him shopping, it was like his horniness was amplified by ten and his mind was on a constant loop of images of you in that lingerie. Whatever caused you to feel the need to model them to Hyunjin, he didn’t know, but now the godforsaken thoughts plagued him day and night! 

Sometimes he even got a little pissed, thinking you were just stringing him along to tease him, but he would quickly come to his senses because in his heart he knew that you loved him. Even if it was just as a friend.

A knock on Hyunjin’s door disturbed him from his thoughts. Of course, the man of the hour would show up right in the middle of his very important brooding session. “Come in!” He shouted to his roommate.

The door opened and he was greeted with the bright smile of that damned Aussie. Hyunjin couldn’t even hate him and that pissed him off even more. Chris was just such a genuinely good guy. He could literally befriend anyone he wanted and he was super talented too. Hyunjin never had any self-esteem issues, he knew he was gorgeous, but the fact that Chris was the one to snatch you kind of hurt his pride.

“Hey, roomie! Whatcha doin?” He plopped down next to the younger on his bed.

“Just thinking of where I should go tonight. I’m not really interested in hearing…” The words were left unsaid, but Chris understood right away. 

Chris was pretty surprised when you told him that Hyunjin was your best friend, but he was also kind of happy that you were already so tight with his new roommate.

Although, when Chris talked to Hyunjin about the topic, he noticed that the taller man became a bit sullen any time your name was brought up. Chris could instantly tell that Hyunjin was in love with you.

He thought he should have maybe been pissed or concerned, but he wasn’t. He moreso felt sympathy for the young man. Yes, Chris was also incredibly smitten with you, but that only made him feel more sorry for the younger. Because he knew the effect you had on both of them.

He placed a gentle hand on Hyunjin’s shoulder. “Hey, man, listen,” Chris said apologetically. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you like her. I’m not blind.”

Hyunjin shot up into a seated position. “W-what are you talking about? I’m not into her like that at all!” He himself knew he didn’t sound believable. “We’re just friends…”

Chris just sighed. “Okay, sure, but the statement still stands. You don’t have to leave our place on account of me. Me and her can go back to her place after.” Chris gnawed on his lip as if he was contemplating something and Hyunjin was intrigued. “Or…” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “We could still come over with you here…”

Hyunjin couldn’t lie to himself, he always wanted to hear what you would sound like in bed, but it just felt… wrong? “I dunno hyung… I don’t want to spoil your guys’ date.” Although it pained him to say it.

“Well that’s the thing, I don’t think you would.” Chris countered and Hyunjin just looked at him quizzically. “Okay, let me explain. So she told you we met on Tinder, right?” Hyunjin slowly nodded, not sure where he was going with this. “Well, we really started off talking about our… sexual preferences–” Hyunjin was certainly intrigued now. “And she had mentioned once that she always wanted to try a threesome…”

Hyunjin’s jaw dropped. “Oh…” He didn’t know what else to say. Where was Chris heading with this?

“Take it however you like, but just know that if you just so happened to be home and just so happened to walk in on us… I don’t think she would be opposed to some… company… if you get what I mean.” Chris hinted and Hyunjin was frozen on the spot.

“And you want that??” Hyunjin was flabbergasted.

Chris chuckled. “I mean, I know what it’s like to be friendzoned by a girl and I also know what it’s like to have bad blood between roommates. And I don’t want either of those things, so why not let her decide?” Chris was genuinely too good to be true. “And don’t think I don’t want her to myself, because, trust me, I do. But you are an important part of her life. It’s best that she knows how you feel before things get too serious.”

Hyunjin didn’t even know how to respond. Hell, he didn’t know how to think in that exact moment. All he could register was the word that came from his mouth. “Okay…”

- - - - - - - - - - 

Chris was a perfect gentleman, through and through. The dinner he took you to was delicious beyond reason and the conversations he led were the most engaging that you had ever experienced. Everything just felt so easy with him. Plus, the chemistry between the two of you was off the charts.

Small touches and lingering hands left you buzzing with need and you found yourself having a hard time keeping your hands to yourself. The only odd thing, not unwelcome, just odd, was the fact that he kept bringing up the topic of your best friend the whole night.

He wanted your opinion of him and what you thought of him. Some people might have thought it was out of jealousy, but he didn’t really give off the jealous vibe. He seemed to genuinely want to know what your relationship was like. And you loved your best friend, so you were happy enough to discuss him.

By the end of dinner, the sexual tension was suffocating and you just wanted to rip his clothes off then and there. When you hopped into the car and he started driving, you felt yourself shaking with anticipation when he rested his hand on your bare thigh where your little black dress was too short to cover.

You were super impatient to get back to your place, but as he kept driving, you realized he wasn’t heading in the direction of your apartment where he picked you up. “Hey Chris, do you know the way back to my place?” You turned to look at him to find him blushing. God, he’s cute.

He cleared his throat. “Well, I um… I was wondering if I could take you back to mine? I’m sorry it was a bit presumptuous of me, but I have a surprise for you…”

Electricity shot through you and you didn’t think twice to consider what you told Hyunjin. “Not presumptuous at all! I’m…” You blushed when he glanced at you with his stupidly sexy half-grin. “...looking forward to it.” Your eyes were glued to his face and you squeezed your thighs in arousal when he slid his hand a bit further up your thigh.

He looked over at you just as you bit your lip, your eyes hazy with lust. He bit his own lip to suppress a smile when he looked back at the road and you felt his hand slide to your inner thigh as his fingers closed in on your crotchless panties. Never touching, just teasing.

- - - - - - - - - - 

When you arrived at his and Hyunjin’s apartment, everything happened in a blur. As the front door closed behind you, you felt Chris’ hands wrap around your waist from behind and a warm press of lips close in on your neck. 

Chris was intoxicating, everything about him made you dizzy with want and you quickly spun around in his arms, throwing your arms around his neck and smashing into his lips with your own. He instantly pressed you up against the wall and you arched up into him, silently begging for more. His arms were wrapped low around your waist to pull you suffocatingly close and you kicked your black heels off when you wrapped your legs around his waist.

He responded by holding you up underneath your dress by both ass cheeks and he pressed his slowly hardening dick against you as he moved to devour your neck. He grinded into you and you threw your head back as far as the wall would allow you as you moaned his name.

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” He growled into your neck as he kneaded your ass with his fingertips. 

All you could reply with was– “Ngh, fuck, Chris. More. I need more...” Your voice was whiny and already fucked out, but by the low groan he breathed into your neck, he was very much in a similar state.

He pulled you back from the wall and carried you down the hall to his bedroom where he eagerly plopped both of you down on the bed. You writhed underneath him, trying to pull him impossibly closer as he moved to grope your breasts over your dress. You whined and pleaded for more and he complied.

He released one of your breasts and slid his hand down between your legs. What he felt (or really the lack of what he felt) made him gasp and look down at you incredulously. The crotchless panties were definitely a good choice. “Fuck…” He pounced on you with one long, hungry kiss and then released you to crawl down between your legs. 

The moment you felt his mouth close around your clit, you saw stars. You cried out with labored breaths and it took him no time at all to push you over the edge. You curled your fingers in his dark brown locks and he guided you through your orgasm, head popping up with a breathtaking smile when you came down. “Holy shit, Chris… that was probably the fastest anyone has ever got me to cum.” You giggled and you internally cooed when he blushed at the statement.

However, that was short-lived as the sex-god side of Chris returned and he ripped off his shirt and slacks, leaving him in just his boxers as he nestled back down to sit against the headboard. “C’mere, baby girl.” He patted his lap and you quickly crawled over to straddle him. His hands instantly flew to your hips and ass where your dress rode up.

Now was the moment you had been waiting for. You decided to cut to the chase and you grabbed the hem of your dress and slowly pulled it up over your head. When the fabric that was blinding you was finally pulled from your face, Chris’ expression was almost humorous. You felt his fingers gradually tighten more and more on your ass as he assessed your undergarments.

His face looked like he was in some sort of trance of crazed hunger and when he looked back into your eyes, you saw pure carnal desire. “What do you think? I got it just for you, Chris.” You said with hooded eyelids that ate up every inch of skin he had on display.

“What do I think?” His voice must have dropped about ten octaves and he harshly pulled you to directly sit on his achingly hard cock through his boxers. “I think you're a motherfucking goddess.”

He then proceeded to capture your lips once more in an absolutely filthy kiss, tongues clashing and teeth gnawing. You started grinding on his dick and he growled into your mouth, pulling away moments after you started.

“Do you want your surprise, baby girl?” He said as he guided your grinding hips with his hands. You were so fucked out that all you could do was nod your head profusely. He then turned to look at the door you had left open behind you. “Hyunjin-ah, would you like to come in?”

You immediately stilled and whipped your head around. You felt the hands on your hips tighten. “Jinnie?!” You were shocked. How long had he been watching??? By the completely beet-red face and the huge bulge in his pants, you would say it had been more than just a few moments.

You heard a shushing from the man underneath you and you turned back to him. He looked deep into your eyes and you felt him slowly glide his thumb over your sopping clit, making you gasp and your eyelids flutter. “I asked Hyunjinnie to help bring your fantasy to life.” You instantly knew he was talking about the threesome you had hinted at one time. “And he was more than willing to help out.”

You slowly turned back to your best friend that had taken a few steps further into the room. “Is that true, Jinnie?” You were mostly worried about his own comfort. 

He nodded with a hazy stare. “It’s not exactly how I pictured it happening… but yeah…” What did he mean by that? 

You didn’t have much time to think on it, however, because you suddenly felt Chris easing a finger inside you. You gasped and whipped back around to face him, your hands flying to his broad shoulders to ground yourself. 

“Do you mind if he watches while I fuck your pretty little hole first?” Your mouth was perpetually hung open as you nodded in compliance. “Good girl, now get on all fours, gorgeous.” He pulled his finger out of you and, before you did as you were told, you grabbed Chris’ hand and took his spunk-covered finger into your mouth. Both men groaned at the sight and you weren't ashamed to admit that you were feeling pretty proud of yourself. 

Once you released his digit and you turned to do what you were commanded to, you looked straight into Hyunjin’s eyes and crawled to where he was standing at the foot of the bed. Without warning, you grabbed him by his belt loops and pulled him flush to you where you stood on your knees on the bed. You could feel his erection push into your stomach and you felt a new wave of arousal stir in your core.

“We can talk about this later, but right now, I want this…” You deftly undid the top button of his shirt. “...and these…” You moved a hand down and palmed at his hard-on, making him gasp, then popped open the button on his jeans as well. You stretched up and brought his head down so you could whisper in his ear. “...gone.”

When you released him with a wicked smile and resumed your position on all fours like you were asked, Hyunjin quickly got to work on your request.

You suddenly felt a hand gently wrap around your neck to pull you up and back flush against Chris, his now bare cock resting between the cleft of your ass cheeks. “You think you can take all of me, sweetie?” He said as he grabbed your wrist with his free hand and lead you to feel his sizable dick. You almost choked on your gasp. Now, you knew Chris had a huge cock, you both had sent each other plenty of nudes these past weeks, but to feel it in your hand, it just didn’t feel real.

You tried to turn to look at it, but his hand on your neck kept you still and you whimpered. “Now, you have some options, baby girl. Either you take all of me now without seeing it first–” To be honest, that sounded pretty hot, but you were also dying to take a peek. “...OR, you can look all you want, but I’ll get off in that sweet mouth of yours instead while Hyunjinnie does whatever he wants with your tasty little cunt.”

You couldn’t control the pornographic moan that escaped your lips from the pure filth coming from his lips. You could see Hyunjin start to form a slight grin from watching this unfold and that in itself had you shaking with want. “B-but what if I want both?”

You could feel the rumble against your back coming from the depths of Chris’ chest from the question. “A greedy little one, are we?” You then felt yourself abruptly being pushed face-first into the mattress with your ass in the air. “Then I guess we’ll just have to give you all we’ve got…” Chris growled as you heard the tear of a condom wrapper open.

“J-just–!” You looked up at Hyunjin, as best as you could from your squished position, from his rushed outburst. “Just… don’t hurt her…” He sounded a bit hesitant to say it, but he looked down into your eyes with pure concern. Your heart soared.

“Jinnie…” You held up your hand and he crouched down next to your face. You crooked your neck up to whisper directly into his ear, loud enough for Chris to hear. “I want you to hurt me…”

He pulled back incredulously and his shocked eyes bore into yours. “Holy fuck, can you be any more perfect?”

“I know, right?” Chris said with a chuckle.

Everything that happened next all happened simultaneously. You felt Chris shimmying behind you and felt his warm breath fan over your folds. You felt him lick a long, fat stripe up your opening then felt him shimmy again to get into position. You felt the tip of his cock wedge its way into your entrance and you saw Hyunjin step back and finally drop his boxers to the floor.

Your. Jaw. Dropped.

Not only from the breathtaking feeling of Chris’ dick splitting you in two, but also at the mesmerizing sight of Hwang Hyunjin stripped bare with his beautiful, leaking cock in his hand. “Like what you see, Aegiya?” All you could do was nod dumbly with a red face that was struggling to adjust to Chris’ size.

You needed a distraction from the pain. You pulled yourself up on your hands and reached out to Hyunjin. “Wanna taste…” You whined pitifully.

He cockily smirked with his tongue prodding at his lip. “Anytime, baby.” You felt fire in your veins from his words and you felt in desperate need for more stimulation.

Just as you grabbed ahold of Hyunjin’s gorgeous cock, you pushed your ass back into Chris, shoving him even deeper inside you and the three of you moaned simultaneously.

You quickly started lapping up all of the precum that coated Hyunjin’s tip and he slowly tangled his hands in your hair. “You taste so good, Jinnie.” You said with fluttered lashes, right before you took his head all the way in.

“Fuck, Aegiya. You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this…” That one statement blew your mind and you instantly looked back on your entire relationship. Hyunjin wanted me?

Again, you couldn’t think on it long, because Chris suddenly decided to start pistoning fast and hard into you, shoving you down onto Hyunjin’s cock even further. You held back your gag reflex and allowed yourself to bask in the eroticism of being used by these fucking drop-dead gorgeous men.

“Goddamn, baby girl. You’re doing so *ngh* fucking good for us *huff* …taking all this cock so fucking well.” Chris growled as he nailed you over and over again in all the right places. 

“Shit, Aegi. You’re so fucking sexy with your mouth around me *hiss* fuuuck you’re so damn good at that!” Hyunjin threw his head back with a laugh and it was one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen. “I can’t wait to taste you, baby.”

That’s what threw you over the edge, screaming as loud as you were able to with a throat full of cock. They both seemed to slow down as you rode your orgasm, but they were definitely not done with you yet.

Once you seemed to have come down from your high, Hyunjin spoke up. “Hyung…” There seemed to be some sort of silent communication going on because before you knew it, you were completely empty on both ends.

You slumped down on the mattress, your intense orgasm seemingly having taken the life out of you. Your eyes fluttered shut while you tried to regain control of your breathing and you felt someone sweetly petting your hair. “Did we wear you out for the night? Sorry, Aegiya…” Your eyes snapped open to see Hyunjin knelt down next to your head at the foot of the bed.

“N-no!” You grabbed onto his hand, pleadingly. “Not done! Need more… use me…” You were suddenly too cockdumb to form complete sentences, but what you did say made both men curse in tandem. Hyunjin smirked and quickly stood up.

The men grabbed each end of you and flipped you onto your back. Your vision was blurry with lust, but you could still clearly see that Chris had removed his condom and Hyunjin donned one now instead.

With one sharp tug, Hyunjin pulled you into position where his face hovered over your folds. You looked down at him right as he placed those plump lips against your throbbing clit in a torturous kiss. You whined at the damned tease and he smiled against your skin. 

He then went from zero to sixty in the blink of an eye.

He began to you out as if his life depended on it and his long tongue reached even further inside you than you thought was possible. Your head craned back as you belted out a silent cry of pleasure. However, Chris used your open mouth to his advantage as he positioned himself at the foot of the bed and you finally caught a glimpse of his dick coming straight toward your mouth.

And HOLY FUCK was the man packing, or what?

There was no way in hell you were going to be able to deepthroat that monster! Yet you took him in your mouth nonetheless. You knew you still had a wicked tongue when it came to giving head. “Shit, baby girl. Your mouth really is magic.” Chris groaned.

You felt pride fill your smug little bubble, but you were soon preoccupied with your next orgasm rapidly approaching from the skilled tongue of Hyunjin. You whimpered on Chris’ massive cock and he moaned from the vibrations. Your orgasm was just as powerful as the last as you released all over your best friend’s face.

You heard a long hum come from the man between your legs. “You taste so good, Aegiya.” Hyunjin said once you were finished and he kissed his way up your body, only to stop to suck each nipple at a time into his mouth. Chris had started fucking your face shallowly and he was able to get painfully deep from this position. 

As you felt Hyunjin move up to suck on your neck, you felt his cock start to prod at your entrance. You were more eager than you thought you should be to feel him inside you, but when he absolutely slammed into you, you almost choked. Hyunjin was waaay longer than Chris and he reached spots inside you that no man had ever reached before.

You whimpered on Chris’ cock and you felt him start to stutter in his rhythm. “Fuck… M’cummin…” Sure enough, after a few more pumps, you felt hot ropes of his seed hit the back of your throat. You always had this really sick pleasure of cum eating and he thankfully spared you none.

More and more kept coming, and just when you didn’t think you could fit anymore, he finally finished and pulled out. You closed your eyes and hummed in bliss, sloshing the thick fluid around in your mouth before savoring every gulp to emptiness. You had realized that Hyunjin had stopped moving and you opened your eyes, offended that he would rob you of that delicious sensation he was giving you.

Yet when you opened your eyes, you found both men staring at you with shock on their faces. “Fuck, that’s gotta be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen…” Chris said with heavy breaths as he, too, was coming down from his high.

“Nasty, baby.” Hyunjin said with a smirk as he lowered himself down to hover just above your face. He looked apprehensive for a moment, seemingly searching your eyes as he slowly rocked into you with a steady rhythm and quick glances at your panting lips.

You decided to cut to the chase and you wrapped all your limbs around him, crashing him fully down onto your body and connecting your moistened lips. 

Well shit. Why did he have to be an amazing kisser too?

His pace picked up along with the hunger in his kiss and you were suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of having your best friend fuck you senseless.

Although Hyunjin’s dick was beating your cervix to a pulp, the pain led you to yet another climax that you didn’t even think was possible. He pulled back and brought his hand up to thumb at your lips. “Get this wet for me, pretty?” You instantly sucked his finger in and his heavy-breathing, open mouth formed the sexiest fucking smile you had seen on him yet.

He retrieved the dripping digit and brought it down to your over-sensitive clit, almost instantly pushing you over the edge. Without further ado, Hyunjin also climaxed and he came with your name on his lips. Holy shit, you just fucked your best friend…

Things were hazy after he pulled out. 

First, you felt two pairs of hands strip you out of the uncomfortable lingerie and begin to wipe you down.

Next, you were easily repositioned under the covers to rest your head on a comfy pillow with the softest sheets you had ever felt. 

After that, things got quiet. You didn’t know why… but you suddenly felt… lonely.

You felt a kiss on your forehead and that’s when you forced your eyes open. You caught his hand as the man started to retreat. “Jinnie?” He returned to you with a sad smile.

“Yes? What is it, Aegiya?” You squeezed his hand tighter.

“Stay? Please?” He looked startled and he glanced at the man that had evidently crawled under the covers with you. You turned to Chris’ confused face and looped your other arm around his strong bicep. “Both of you?” You knew this would probably be weird in normal circumstances and you would have to address your feelings in the morning, but right now you just wanted to snuggle up to both of the men you adore inside and out. And, thankfully, they seemed to agree.

The rest is tomorrow’s problem.

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If you've made it this far, thank you so much for reading!

This one is a spicy match!! Tbh I have no clue if I would be able to choose between the two... 😳

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A Misunderstanding

Father Miguel O’Hara x Mother Spider Reader

—> pt. 2

Summary: Your relationship with Miguel was doing amazing. But when you find out your pregnant Miguel begins to close himself off . You decide it’s best not to tell him and end things. But what happens when you see him again after five years and learns that he is a father?

There is a sensual scene, if you feel uncomfortable just scroll past it.

I was going to write it all in one post but I decided to do a part two. Part 2 will be posted tomorrow. I apologize for any grammatical mistakes I missed.

Hope you enjoy🤗

Wc: 3.2k

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A heavy breath leaves your lungs; sitting on a piece of rubble, you stare at the anomaly being taken away by another spider back to HQ. On a mission like this one, an anomaly of this low stature wouldn’t make you sweat. But for some reason, you had a hard time defeating it.

Peter B comes up to you, lending you a hand. You gladly take it rising from your makeshift seat. After walking through the portal back to HQ, Peter puts his hand on your shoulder, stopping you.

“Are you feeling alright, Y/n?” Peter looked concerned about your tired complexion.

“I’m fine. I must not have slept well last night. But thanks for checking in and for your help with the mission.”

“No problem. Are you reporting back to Miguel?”

“Yeah. I should tell him about the mission getting out of hand. I’ll see you around.” You wave goodbye before making your way to Miguel’s office. When reporting missions that didn’t go exactly to plan, spiders asked you to report to Miguel.

Before you began dating him 6 months ago, you still had a close relationship with him. Ever since he recruited you, he’s had a soft spot for you, never once getting mad with you.

Walking into his “lair,” as most spiders called it, you tried to shoot up a web to him, but your web shooter malfunctioned.

Miguel jumped down from the platform, walking towards you. His gaze crossed your entire body, checking to see if you were hurt.

“I heard the mission went a bit south.” Miguel wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you against his chest. He lifted your chin and leaned down to kiss your lips lovingly. You wrapped your arms around his neck, lifting your toes to press deeper into the kiss. Breaking apart, you caress his cheek as he leans into your touch.

“Yeah, I needed to call backup. The anomaly was more to handle than I thought. I’m not sure why. I just don’t feel my best today.”

“How about we get some delicious empanadas near my apartment and watch a movie. How does that sound? We can leave right now if you want?” A smile graces his lips as he gazes at you with so much love waiting for your response. You smile back at him as your e/c meets his mahogany eyes. You were the only person to see his true eye color.

“That sounds perfect.”

Pressing a few buttons on his watch, Miguel opens the portal back to his universe. The two of you walk through, entering an ally a block away from Miguel’s place. Both of your suits dissolve underneath casual clothing hiding underneath.

The two of you walked into the little store that sold the best empanadas in all of Nueva York, as Miguel had told you multiple times.

“Miguel! Mi cliente favorito. Cómo te va?” An older woman walked around the counter, hugging Miguel, which he gladly accepted.

“Estoy bien. Y usted?” Miguel said as he led you fully into the store. You loved seeing this side of Miguel. He only revealed his true warm side when he was back in his world or alone with you on missions or at HQ.

“I’m doing good. Business is good. And who is this gorgeous woman by your side Miguel?” The woman looks at you with a bright smile. You look up at Miguel as he looks down at you with a smile.

“This is Y/n. My girlfriend.” Miguel’s response made the woman beam with joy as she hugged you.

“It’s so nice to meet you, Y/n. It’s so nice for Miguel to find such a nice woman as you. The usual order Miguel?” The woman returns behind the counter, grabs a box, and puts in empanadas.

“Sí, plus a few extra.”

“Of course!” She adds a few more before handing them to you. Miguel pays her before adding $500 to the tip jar. The woman looks astounded and takes the money out, trying to return it to him. He closes her hand, pushing gently back towards her.

“Miguel, this is too much.”

“Nonsense. You make the best empanadas in all of Nueva York.” The woman hugs Miguel again as tears brim her eyes.

“Thank you so much. You truly are a good man Miguel.”

“Until next time!” He waved goodbye before leading you out of the store.

Miguel opened the door, letting you go first before making your way to the kitchen, setting the empanadas down on the counter. Miguel places both arms at your sides, trapping you against the counter. You turn to face him, leaning back a bit against the counter. Hands run up his chest and wrap around his neck. You run your hands through his hair as he leans his back, enjoying the sensation of your hands through his hair.

He leaned down, lips centimeters from yours. His gaze goes to your lips, his eyes starving for your touch. You give him a quick kiss.

“Let’s choose something to watch.”

“Yeah.” Miguel calms down his breathing before letting you go. The two of you grab an empanada and head to the living room as you get comfy on the couch, putting a blanket over the both of you. You rest your head against him.

Almost halfway into the movie, your gaze is directed toward Miguel as he stares ahead. He shifts slightly, uncomfortable. Your gaze falls down to his lap, where a tent appears. Sliding a hand to his lap, you pull down his sweats, setting him free as you give him a handjob.

Miguel’s head leans back, a groan escaping his lips.

“Y/n” You continue your movements as you feel your hand getting covered in precum.

“You like that?” You lean towards him as you kiss his neck towards his lips, where he hungrily captures yours.

“I need more of you, mi vida.” He groaned before removing the blanket. He grabbed you by the waist, sitting you on his lap as he ripped your panties off, thrusting himself fully into your wet folds.

“Those were my favorite.” You moaned out. A pout was on your face before Miguel captured your lips.

“I’ll buy you all the new pairs you want,” Miguel whispered into your ear as he thrust his hips into you.

“Miggy!” Your moans grew louder as his pace quickened, sending you into euphoria.

You awake from your bed in a sweaty state, your breath uneven. Sitting up from your bed, you place your head against your knee as you calm your heart. Why that memory again? You’ve had that same memory plague your dreams for the past week.

Looking at your phone, it was 8 am. You get up from your bed and go to the room next to you. Opening the door, you walk up to the small race car bed. Leaning down, you brush the dark brown hair from your son’s face and press a kiss to his forehead.

You watch his eyes flutter open, his big brown eyes tiredly staring at you.

“Good morning.” You say, gazing at your five-year-old as he wakes up. He jumps into your arms as you pick him up.

“Are you excited for today? It’s your first day of kindergarten!”

“Yes!” His arms went up in excitement. You set him down as you grab the outfit you prepared for him today. After the both of you got dressed, you went to the kitchen to start breakfast.

“What would you like?”

“Pancakes! With chocolate chips!”

“How about pancakes with blueberries? Make it a bit healthier.” You suggest as you already begin making the batter.

“I love blueberries!” He cheered.

You place the small pancakes in front of him as you finish getting ready in your room. After you finish putting on your makeup, you see your son walk in with a face covered with syrup. You chuckle at the cute site as you get up and bring her to the bathroom to wipe her face and hands.

“Mommy, can you do my hair how I like it?”

“Of course!”

You set her on the bathroom counter as you brush his hair. You combed your fingers through his hair. You look at him through the mirror. Distinct brown hair and eyes. Warm honey-toned skin. He was the spitting image of his father.

It’s been almost six years since you last saw him. Ever since that fateful day, you wonder if you made the right decision. But he made it clear to you.

“Mommy?” You’re brought out of your thoughts.

“Sorry, sweetie.” You finish the combing his hair. You grab your purse and his brand-new fire truck backpack. Grabbing his hand, you walk out the door and towards the school.

Arriving at the school, you walk through the front doors to his classroom. You see the other 5-year-olds entering the classroom or clinging to their parents. Arriving at the door, you see the teacher come out.

“Hi! My name is Ms. Williams. And who might this be?”

“This is Mateo (L/n). Say hi, Mateo.” You say to your son, who clings to you. Hiding his face behind your leg.

“Hi.” Mateo slowly waves to the teacher. Ms. Williams holds out her hand toward Mateo. Mateo looks up to you as you smile.

“It’s ok, Mateo. Go make some friends. Mommy will be here to pick you up in a few hours.”

“Promise?” He holds his pinky out to you, which you hook with yours.

“Promise.” Mateo smiles at you before taking his teacher’s hand, walking him into the room. He turned to wave goodbye before disappearing into the room.

A tear escapes you as you wipe it away. You couldn’t believe he was already 5. It went by so fast.

After drying your tears, you make it back to your apartment. Sitting at your desk in your bedroom, you stare at the drafted article before you. Since you quit Spider Society, you got your job back as a journalist.

Your mind drifts off from the work before you.

Sitting on the edge of the toilet seat, you stare down at the small object in your hands.

Two lines. These two lines answer the question that was in the back of your mind all day.

You were pregnant. Your body jumps up when you hear someone walk into the bathroom. Unlocking the door to the stall, you quickly wash your hands and clean off the stick before hiding it in a secret pocket of your spider suit.

A beep from your watch tells you to go to Miguel’s office. Miguel… what would he think? You rush out of the bathroom and towards his office.

Ben Reilly and Jess are talking with Miguel about a mission. Standing next to Miguel as he continues talking. However, everything he said was unheard as your thoughts raced.

“Y/n?” You came back to reality as Miguel placed his hand on your shoulder.

“Yep! Understood.” You say, hoping he didn’t notice you drifting off into space. Miguel dismisses Ben and Jess as he turns to face you.

“Is everything ok?” His eyes grew concerned as you weren’t your usual happy self. You decided not to tell him yet. You were too nervous to tell him. Since movie night, Miguel has been nonstop busy and stressed from work. You didn’t feel you should stress him out more with your news.

And it’s only been 6 months since you started dating. You didn’t know if he wanted children, especially after what happened to his daughter.

“Yeah! I’m good. Just tired. So my mind is a bit off.”

“How about you go home and rest. I’ll do the mission with Jess and Ben.”

“It’s ok. I can still go on the mission.” You try to reason with him.

“No mi amor. Go home and rest. I don’t want you getting hurt on the mission if you’re tired.” You decided to listen to him as he would not change his mind.

“Ok, fine. See you later tonight.” You give him a kiss before saying goodbye.

…

“You’re 2 months pregnant.”

The doctor’s words shocked you. You didn’t think you were that far along. It’s only been two weeks since you found out you were pregnant.

After leaving the doctor’s office, you head back to HQ. Going to the doctor at HQ was free, but you knew word would get back to Miguel, as everyone knew you two were in a relationship.

Spider HQ felt off today as barely anyone was here. You go to Miguel’s office but find all the lights turned off except one of his monitors.

Miguel sat in his chair, his head resting in his hand. He looked so sad. You never had seen him this way before.

“Miguel?” You walk closer to him, resting a hand on his shoulder. You look at the monitor. It was a video of him and his daughter.

“Y/n? I thought you weren’t coming in today.”

“I wasn’t. But I’ve barely seen you for the past two weeks. I wanted to just check in on you.” He moved his chair to face you. As he opens his arms to you, you sit in his lap. Wrapping his arms tight around you, he nestled his head in your neck. You comb your fingers through his hair to help comfort him.

“Today’s her birthday.” He mumbled against your skin. His words clenched at your heart.

“Miguel…” You lifted his chin to look at you as you softly caressed his cheek. He leans into your hand, looking at you with red eyes. Not his normal ruby red, but red from tears.

“She would have been ten this year.” A tear slipped from his eye, trailing down his cheek, which you gently wiped away. You never have seen him in such a vulnerable state before. It made your heart break seeing him like this.

Would it be ok to tell him now about the pregnancy? To try and lift his spirits? Maybe it was too sudden. It was Gabriella’s birthday, after all.

“The thought of having another child is unbearable. I couldn’t handle the pain again if something happened.”

His words shattered you. He didn’t want to have more kids. You placed a hand on your stomach. It would be pointless to tell him. He didn’t want to be a father again.

His watch suddenly beeped, indicating that there was an anomaly he needed to deal with.

“Maybe you should let someone else do the mission.” You got up from his lap as he continued to sit in the chair.

“No, I’ll do it. He stands from his chair as he opens the portal. Before he leaves, you gently grab his arm.

“I can go with you.” He smiles at you as he brushes some of your hair behind your ear.

“I’m going to do this one myself, Hermosa.”

“Oh, ok. Be safe.” You say before he walks into the portal.

…

You gaze at the surroundings of HQ, seeing various spiders interacting with one another. Ever since Gabriella’s birthday, you’ve barely seen Miguel. He buried himself in work. You tried several times to see him, but he was so distant from you that you decided to stop visiting him.

That was a month ago. Now 3 months pregnant, you have a baby bump, so when you came into HQ today, you decided to wear casual clothes that hid your bump. For what you’re about to do. You didn’t want anyone to know, especially Miguel.

Anxiety blossomed at the bottom of your stomach as you walked to his office. Were you being selfish? Maybe you should wait until he’s better. But time would run out in 6 months, and you didn’t want to face the truth of him rejecting his child. You wouldn’t be able to bear it.

You reach his office, where he talks to Peter B. and Jess about past missions. The three turn when they notice your presence.

“Y/n! It’s been so long! You’ve barely been to HQ this past month!” Said Peter as he went to hug you. You quickly give him a side hug so he wouldn’t find out your little secret. Peter gave you a confused look at your gesture but decided to ignore it.

Your gaze shifts to Miguel as he looks back at you. He’s barely seen you this month. Longer even.

“Jess, Peter. Is it ok if I talk privately with Miguel for a few minutes?” Your serious tone makes the two briefly look at Miguel and back at you before leaving his office.

Miguel walks up to you and places his hands around your waist.

“Is everything alright, cariño?” His gaze turned serious when you didn’t wrap your arms around him like you used to. Bile felt like it was threatening to come out of your throat. Not from the pregnancy. But what you were dreading telling him the past few days.

“I’m quitting Spider Society.” His eyes widened slightly before worry and confusion replaced them.

“What for?”

“Other life commitments need my attention back in my universe.”

“Like what?” He pushed you to tell him.

“Just other things.” You can see hurt in his eyes by your answer.

“You don’t have to quit. You can take a break if you need it.” He suggested.

“No, I’m sure of my decision.”

“Fine. But we’ll talk about it later. I don’t think you should quit. You’re an amazing Spiderwoman. I’ll come over after work with some food.” He wasn’t happy about your answer, but he let it slide.

“Miguel…” His heart dropped when you moved out of his arms.

“I have loved every second we’ve spent together…”

“Y/n?” You held up your hand to stop him from talking to let you finish. Tears began to threaten to spill out.

“But our lives are starting to go in different directions. I think we should stop seeing each other.” Tears spilled down your cheeks as you saw how hurt he looked. You felt terrible.

“Mi amor…” He tries to caress your cheek, but you move your face away, breaking him further.

“It’s for the best, Miguel. I hope you find someone who brings you happiness and love.” You turn away from him. But he grabs you by the arm and pulls you into an embrace. He kisses gently up your neck.

“You brought me that. I’ve never been happier in my life when I’m with you. Please don’t leave me.”

You wanted to melt into his arms and forget everything you said. But you couldn’t let your guard down. Removing his arms from your waist, you walk away from him. You turn to look at him one more time.

“Goodbye, Miguel.”

Tears fall onto your computer as you relive those memories. Even after five years, the look in his eyes broke you. Your heart still aches for him. There were times when you thought of reaching out. But you remembered he never came to your universe to fight for you both. To say he wouldn’t accept you breaking up with him.

You knew you told him it was over. But you still hoped he would run after you. Looking at the time on your computer, you realize you need to pick up Mateo.

You wipe your tears before grabbing your wallet, phone, and keys. As you were about to open the door, you heard a knock. Your spider-sense was going off, which you didn’t know why.

Slowly you open the door. The air from your lungs briefly left you as you dropped everything in your hand.

“Miguel?”

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Hope you enjoyed it.🥰

#miguel o'hara #spider man 2099 #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel x reader #oneshot #oneshot requests #jessica drew #miguel o’hara fanfiction #sadnees #romance #relationship issues #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara x you #miguel o’hara x y/n #spider woman #pregnant

[peoplecallmelucifer]

"Is the human dancing?"

"Doesn't look like a dance to me. Maybe a ritual?"

"Why don't we just ask"

"And potentially disturbe a ritual? You know wjat happened to Zaati when he decided to not be culturally sensitive"

"Yeah yeah, he got a spear thrown an inch of his face by a very angry Attra matriarch..... and now they are married."

" I'm just saying Dessa, If you wanna talk to him, stay close to cover"

Vakk was an asahole, But Dessa knew he had a point. So she aproached the sparing mat slowly while watching thw human performe his routine.

"Uum, excuse me" They said

" Huh?" The human said with a slightly startled reaction" OH! m i hogging the mat? Sorry. I'll be done in a minute or 2 if that's ok"

"No, that's allright. I just wanted to ask you as to what this ritual is" now relaxed Dessa said.

"Ritu- OH! yes this does look pretty ritualistic I guess. Mind I finish though?

" Oh no, not at all!"

The human just smiled and nodded, proceeding with his ritual. While Dessa kept watching.

And shortly after the human knelt slowly, put his forehead to the mat, slowly rose while obviously avoiding touching the amt with his hands, took a step backwards and boues the final time.

"Wooh!" He said, jumping in place. Conpletely shattering the calm demeenor he exuded not 10 second ago.

"Now, Propper introductions! I'm Teddy, I'm a translator and linguist with UN diplomatic core" the human said stretching his arm. A gesture of good will found in many species

"Dessa, amature xenoculturologist and medical officer on board this station" Dessa replied

"That explains your interest in my, ritul" Teddy added with a smile

"Well, yes. I find different beliefs and rituals other species performe intriguing. If you would be willing to explain I'd be greatfull." Dessa said trxing to be as cordial as her curiosity would allowe

"Please, talk more casually. I hear enough diplomatic talk a work as it is. And I'd be glad to explain." Teddy said

" What you saw was called Nage-no-kata it's a stric performance form made of 15 techniques of Judo. And Judo is a martial art I train"

Dessa looked confused " Military skill? Is my translator malfunctioning?"

"Yeah the translation pack still isn't up to speed with coloquialism and cultural elements. That's another reasons I preffere casual conversations lets me know what I'll need to work on in the future"

"Ok so. What would the proper translation be?"

"Well.." Teddy paused "either fighting sport or self defence skill"

"... so the translator wasn't wrong..."

"Technically not"

"And you humans .... made military grade combat into a sport" Dessa stated withoit a hint of wmotion

"Well no, the sport was develloped before" Teddy retorted

"Well... I don't know if that makes me feel more or less uneasy"

"Look it sounds bad if you phrase it like that but Judo has among the lowest rate of serious injury qmong human sports and among the highest percentage of highly educated people in its ranks"

"That ... sounds like a salesman pitch"

"Did it help calm you down though?"

"I ... guess? I stil don't understand why a linguist would need combat training"

"I actually started practicing as a teenager so I wasn't even a linguist-"

" you teach combat to kids?! And I tought Attra were militaristic" Dessa interrupted

"What I was gon a say is that Judo is ot just fighting it's a philosophy." Teddy retorted, seemingly finding this ordeal amusing

"Another sales pitch?" Dessa asked.

"Yup."

" I stand guard .... that's a coloquialism for I'm listening for my people"

"Noted" Teddy said before co ti uing his explenation

"As I said. JUDO is a philosophy. It's based of using the oponenta strenght against him. If pushed, you pull back, if pulled, you push. But it's also built upon respect. Towards the referees, towards your coach, towards your oponemt and even the mat you stand on during the match"

"That woukd be all thw bowing". Dessa persumed

"Correct!" Teddy said happily " you see, I used to be a troublemaket as a kid and gor cought shoplifting. The judge saw I was just a lost kid so he offered me a deal. I can get a record which would make getting a job much harder, or I can join his friends program that aimed to reform troublemakers" Teddy said with a melancolic look

"Ok so ... you were a criminal?" Desaa asked

"Basically, yeah"

"And what stopped you continuing doing crime is ...combat training"

"I guess."

"Oh we are talking about this more later over drinks!" Dessa said grinning from ear to ear

"Ok, but you're buying" Teddy added

#humans are space orcs #humans are deathworlders #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #judo #not my best story #but I had to add judo in a humans are space orcs setting somegow #sorry for the spelling #it's midbight and I'm too tired to tripple check

[rinixo]

variables

Tech/Reader | 1.5k | Rated E | smut, afab!reader, oral sex, Tech pov (mainly), Tech internal thoughts, slight possessive!Tech

He had never been one for flowery words, but as he closed his eyes he realized he understood now what the poets meant about devouring one another.

a/n: originally started out as a follow-up to auxilium, but ended up just being better as a stand-alone.

read on ao3

Tech’s sat on your floor, surrounded by communicator parts. He had offered to repair it for you when you mentioned it was malfunctioning. You had agreed, knowing that even if you said it was fine, you'd find it missing one day and returned, good as new, the next.

He comes over to your place more often, now. The first few times you had hovered anxiously, unsure of if you should find some way to entertain him, worried that you were boring him.

"I enjoy being in your company," Tech had stated matter-of-factly, halting your nervous fussing. Since then, you’d relaxed, going about your own activities while he worked on various projects.

He had built you some clever devices, intended to make your life easier. A tea kettle that would ping to your wrist comm, letting you know when it was at the perfect brewing temperature. A sensor on your door that actually worked, so you didn’t have to risk opening it up just to find some drunk passed out on your step.

Tech struggled to give voice to his feelings. He sometimes lacked the nuance that came easily to others regarding certain topics. It was easier for him to simply do. Every time he soldered a wire or tightened a bolt, it was a little testament to his affection towards you.

The sound of the bathroom door caught his attention. He watched as you emerged, toweling your damp hair, dressed only in underwear, content to let the rest of your body air dry.

He appreciated that you felt comfortable enough to share some of your quirks around him. In fact, Tech appreciated many of the small habits he observed in you - this one included, and not just because you were bare. Sometimes, he found himself musing about them while waiting for data to compile or during hyperspace journeys.

The way you flip your tools in your hands idly. There was a callus on one of your fingers, from the friction, and he could sometimes feel it when you touched him in certain sensitive places.

The lines between your eyes, when you frown. The subtle asymmetry of your brows, one rising higher than the other.

He likes that you don’t roll your eyes when he rambles, sitting through many impromptu lectures in good grace. The way that you’ll remember where he last left off, ask genuine questions, and invite him to continue.

He appreciated how he could sense when you wanted him to kiss you: your eyes darting to his lips, hands tensing and relaxing.

He cherished the tremble of your skin under his touch, whether his palm was spread over your abdomen or between your shoulder blades.

You sat on the edge of your bed, towel draped over your arm, looking humorously at the parts spread out on the ground.

“You’re going through a lot of trouble for me,” you joke. “I’d still like you even if you didn’t fix everything I own.”

“It’s no trouble,” Tech replies softly. Your knee is next to his head, droplets of water evaporating into the dry air. He can see the goose prickles on your skin.

A soft smile on your lips. “Don’t you have to go soon?”

Tech hums thoughtfully. His squamates were becoming suspicious of his increased absences. It was Echo who had approached the topic most directly, weeks ago on a long hyperspace transit back to Ord Mantell.

Tech didn’t know exactly why it bothered him or why he felt somewhat possessive over the knowledge. Over you. He had kept his tone neutral in response, hoping Echo would get the hint that it wasn’t something he wanted to talk about. The former ARC trooper didn’t look convinced but had dropped the subject.

It didn’t stop him from paying you a visit the very next day, however. And the day after that. And most days since then.

“Yes,” Tech decides. “But I want to be here.” Placing his hands on your knees, he pushes himself up and over you. You eye him, leaning back to keep his face in view.

He slots himself over your body, pressing his nose just above your belly button. Your skin, still slightly damp, smells wonderful.

“Tech," you mewl halfheartedly. “I just washed…”

He trails his nose down to the apex of your thighs. “You can wash again,” he breathes, kissing the fabric of your panties over your mound.

You must realize it’s a lost cause because you lean back with a sigh and throw an arm over your tired eyes.

He kisses you through the fabric, suckling softly, The fabric grows wetter between his tongue and your slick. He can see the color of your skin through the translucency, swollen and waiting for him. But he has the time, and the patience, and the desire to make this last.

Pulling the fabric to the side, he flicks his tongue over your clit, making you squirm. Your thighs twitch, and he knows you want to prop them up. He obliges you in this way, letting one of them lift over his shoulder. The other he pats, enjoying the plush way they mold under his hand.

More than one previous lover had made remarks about ‘using his mouth for other things’, insinuating that his clever tongue could be used for more than wit. It had never really sat well with him before, the suggestion that he was too much, too talkative, that his mouth would be more useful to them elsewhere.

Tech didn’t feel that way about you. He could spend hours between your legs, memorizing you through touch and taste alone. He took great offense at leaving any job half-done, and this was no exception. He wasn’t satisfied until you were satisfied, and even then he would be so hyper-focused at times that it wasn’t until you’d pry him away with shaking hands that he’d realize you were moments away from passing out from pleasured exhaustion.

Tech moves the hand on your thigh down to ease two long fingers into you. Glancing up, he can see those lines between your brows, eyes screwed shut. He feels you tense and then relax, caught between adjusting to the new sensation and giving in to the continued assault from his mouth.

He’s careful, delicate almost. His tongue curls around your clit, his teeth just barely creating pressure. You pulse with it and he releases, wanting to draw this out further. He likes when you’re desperate for it, writhing and rambling nonsense. It won’t be until you’ve begged, pleaded, bargained that he’ll let you come. Tech likes to be awash in your praise - it makes his cock throb to hear how good he does it, how good he makes you feel.

It’s more than just physical pleasure, too. Tech supposes he could have stopped himself from falling in love with you. Love was powerful and dangerous. It wasn’t predictable and defied attempts at pathology. It required one to give up control and give in to vulnerability. It wasn’t logical, and it wasn’t something he had ever prioritized before. Lust was much simpler in comparison.

You threw unknown variables into the carefully charted graph of his mind, his perception of who he was, and his place in the galaxy.

It was overwhelming, at times. Something that would need to be parsed out eventually, tallied, and taken inventory of. But for now, he channeled it into attending to your body, focusing solely not on what he thought but on what he could feel, on the lust coursing through him.

The shadows on the wall change and the dimmed lights click on before Tech’s finished with you, pulling back to see you panting. This was some of his best work so far, he thinks, wiping his chin absently. His cock, pressing against his blacks, is achingly hard. He lets it pulse as he watches you, enjoying the edging sensation. He’ll let you decide, once you’ve gathered yourself, if you’d like to go any further. And if you decide that you’re tapped out, that’s all right - just as much as he likes to feel your mouth on him or be buried in your cunt, he likes to sit back and have you watch him stroke himself until he’s coming hard over his hands or spraying over your stomach.

You’ll attempt to apologize later, but he’ll quiet you with his lips. Why should you apologize, when you’ve given him as much as you have? When he desires you so intensely? When you sate the monstrous appetite he didn’t know he possessed? He’d have to find the time, the courage, to figure out what it all meant. What he wanted, what you wanted, and what - realistically - was possible.

But now was not that time, he knows, as you push yourself up and pull him closer. Tech holds your head as your trembling hands pull down his blacks, breath leaving him shakily through his nose as you take him into your mouth.

He had never been one for flowery words, but as he closed his eyes he realized he understood now what the poets meant about devouring one another.

#tech x reader #tbb tech x reader #tech smut #tech tbb #the bad batch x reader

[sugarzandsweetz]

Wardrobe Malfunction (Miguel O’Hara x (y/n))

Lyla decides to mess with Miguel as he is talking to one of his colleague that he has some feelings for.

*inspired by a comic I saw on TikTok)

*Y/n is gender neutral

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Miguel may not posses spidey-sense as many of the spider people in Alchemex, but he does know when there are eyes on him.

“Why are you staring at me?” Miguel asked, not sounding bothered but a bit curious. The spider glances away from his many computer screen to the other spider in the room. He feels a bit warm in his cheeks as Miguel notices how they are eyeing his form.

“What kind of material is your suit made out of?” asked (y/n), the spider from Earth 0923. Their designation: the Wolf Spider.

Their pupils seem to narrow into slits as (y/n) studies Miguel’s form.

Due to being bitten by a radioactive wolf spider, (y/n) has developed the many attributes of one. Insane eyesight, good hunting skills, and amazing agility. They have become one of Miguel’s top spider people as (y/n) has proven to be loyal and quick at executing a mission.

But some people are wondering if there is another reason why Miguel always has (y/n) around.

Miguel looks down at his suit for a second before looking back at (y/n)

“Why?” he asked.

“Well, my suit is made out of a cotton blend mixed with some elastic component so that it’s comfortable and breathable.” (Y/n) said, pulling on one of their sleeves. The material snaps back onto their skin when (y/n) lets go. “The spiders here wear spandex, armor, robot suits, or fur—in that werewolf’s case.”

(Y/n) leans in to study Miguel’s body.

“Yet, I can’t see what your suit is made of.” (Y/n) said, pouting.

For some reason, Miguel feels a tad proud to tell them. “My suit is made of special nanotechnology.” he boasted, demonstrating by causing the sleeve of his right arm to disappear and reappear. “It’s like a hologram almost.”

“Don’t act so high and mighty! Like you know how to design it!” snipped Lyla as the AI flickers into thin air. “Do you know how hard it was to design nano tech that can’t be traced or hacked into?”

Miguel glares at Lyla for ruining the moment. “Are you serious right now? You designed the suit while I did the calculations!” he hissed, flashing his fangs at Lyla. “You nearly made me look like some multicolored clown!”

“Yes, and now you look like some scary crusader!”

“Tu poco—“

Before Miguel can finish his curse in Spanish, (y/n) speaks up.

“Does this mean it’s like some holo screen?” (Y/n) asked, suddenly revealing that they are right in front of Miguel.

Miguel takes a step back, startled by (y/n)’s close proximity. The Hispanic male is stuck staring into their eyes as they view him curiously.

“Uh, I guess if you put it like that.” Miguel said.

“Hmm.” (Y/n) said, making a funny face.

Seeing (y/n) make such a face gives Miguel the strong urge to grab their cheeks and squeeze them. (Y/n) always makes the most interesting faces. It’s what of the reasons Miguel likes them.

“Aren’t you worried it’ll fizz out? Like a broken computer cutting out suddenly?” (Y/n) asked curiously.

That question catches Miguel off guard.

“I don’t see that happening. Besides, how could something like that happen?” he asked, almost insulted at the idea.

This is 2099 technology. He’s perfected crossing into other dimensions without going through spontaneous disruption of his molecules. If he can’t handle putting together a high-tech suit, how can Miguel call himself a scientist.

“Oh, maybe like this!” Lyla spoke up before there is a clicking noise.

At first, Miguel doesn’t notice anything off. Not until he sees (y/n)‘a face turn a bright red.

“Spider-Man underwear?” (Y/n) said with a squeak.

“WHAA?!”

Miguel looks down and squawks when he realizes his suit has disappeared and he is now in his underwear.

“LYLA!” Miguel roared, realizing what Lyla has done. The AI is laughing her ass off as she watches Miguel hide behind a chair.

“I’m going to go!” (Y/n) said quickly as they spin around and hurried out of the room.

“Dammit Lyla! Why did you do that?!” Miguel yelled as his suit returns.

“What? I thought showing off your body will help you get bonus points with (y/n)!” Lyla said.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? NO ME AYUDES!”

#x reader #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #spider man: across the spider verse #spider man 2099 #miguel o’hara x you

[astr0-philia]

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟝: 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖!

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Some meme's to start of the chapter again:

[Third Person]:

*chirp chirp*

Morning had come, the birds had started chirping and the sun was shining. Our protagonist and her friend Epel laid on the boy's bed blissfully unaware that they were going to be late for school.

It was quiet and peaceful. Something [Y/n] hadn't felt since yesterday. It was perfect. Just their sleep was just getting better by the second-

A alarm on a phone rang.

Both [Y/n] and Epel jolted awake at the sound of the shrill and loud noise emitted from the device. 

"What the hell's that SOUND??" screamed Epel in annoyance as he scurried across his bed to get to his phone on the bedside table. He turned the alarm of in the speed of light as soon as he grabbed his phone.

The sound of the alarm was still ringing in [Y/n]'s head as she clutched her head and looked up to Epel. When she looked at him he gave her a look of horror. He looked and muttered under his breath cursing at something. Then looked up to [Y/n] again in pure seriousness. He walked up closer to her and slammed his hands onto her shoulders with flare and told her calmly-

"Girl we late for class."

[Y/n]'s brain malfunctioned as she heard those words spew out of Epel's mouth. In shock her jaw dropped and eyes widened.

'Shit, I forgot to ask for a uniform....'  In a fright she turned to Epel, with slight panic.

"EPEL YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS NOW????" she shrieked. "GET READY QUICK EPEL WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE." She ordered him with fiery passion as she ran to her door to ask Rook about her uniform. As she opened the door with a slam. A treasure chest looking box was placed in front of her, labeled with her name at the top. 

Curious she quickly dragged it inside with all her might. Inside Epel was jumping from one corner of the room from another in search of his tie.

As [Y/n] hurriedly opened to see what was inside, she couldn't believe what she saw.

Hygiene products, a school uniform, a nightgown, beauty products, and anything you can name was inside the chest full of objects.

'Shit got to get ready for school!'

She quickly reached inside the chest and pulled out her uniform and in a hurry ran into the bathroom to change. 

Some uniform inspo here:

She threw her clothes on and fixed her hair to look presentable. Which she was horrible at. It was so hard to do her hair without all the palace maids she used too. They would have helped her do everything in a jiffy. 

'Goddamn it, forget about the hair-'

She ripped the hair tie from her hair and combed it so it looked fine when it was open.

'Where the hell is my tie...'

She looked around but couldn't find it. So she ran out of the bathroom and rummaged through the chest of things. After finally finding the tie she ran back into the bathroom locking the door.

As she looked in the mirror to do her tie but she struggled. As she one more time tried to do her tie, she heard Epel call out to her.

"[Y/n] WE NEED TO LEAVE NOW!" screamed Epel in annoyance. Abandoning everything, she let her tie dangle around her neck and ran outside the bathroom. 

Epel was ready with all his stuff and [Y/n] saw him holding another bag in his hand. As she looked at it, he saw her staring and handed the backpack to her in slight embarrassment.

"Hey I made your bag....I saw you were kinda busy so I helped...." he softly stated as he also pushed a purple band into her hand as well. "You put that on your arm to symbolize our dorm house and....DO IT QUICKLY." He screamed under his breath. 

[Y/n] had wide eyes and a slightly suprised due to the previous series of events straightened up as she quickly put on her band on her arm. 

'Was it just me or did he sound a bit tsundere right now.....' Shaking her head she ignore her thoughts.

"Well then Epel shall we go now." She said opening the door to usher him out. Epel instead of saying yes ran across [Y/n] and sprinted across the hall in a hurry. Leaving her in the dust coughing due to the dust reaching her nose. 

She soon followed after him in a rush to catch up to him as well. 

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'Where the hell am I....'

I.got.lost.

'Which is basically what I dreaded'

This is seriously not one of the best mornings to start the first day of school. As [Y/n] groaned to herself she looked around her surroundings trying to analyse it.

Looking around all [Y/n] saw was a never-ending street. It was surrounded by bushes and trees making a pathway down the road. Somewhere in the distance she heard some kind of talking so she followed the sound and reached a street filled with statues.

As she kept going forward admiring the statues, she heard a familiar voice in the background talk out loud.

"Queen of Hearts? Is she some kinda big deal?" cried out a familiar voice in shock and awe. As she turned to look behind her from where the voice came from. She was shocked to see Grim, a random guy... .....and YUU???

"So basically-" 

"YUU IS THAT YOU??" shrieked out [Y/N] with all her might. Her shout caused the group to turn their heads towards her in shock.

One minute she was there and one moment she was not. In a blink of eye she had vanished and had came back. Then she appeared right in front of them as if she had teleported.

Right there in front of them [Y/n] felt joyous as she finally met someone who was familiar to her in this situation. 

"[Y/n] you're here? How did you find me and Grim?" Yuu questioned her in surprise, as he was quite shocked at her sudden appearance. 

Yuu taking in her appearance saw her undone tie and shirt which was not buttoned properly. He blushed at the sight turning his head.

"Myah! That right, how did ya end up here!?" asked Grim in curiosity as he also piped in to the conversation.

"Who the hell are you!?" The stranger gawked at the girl because of her speed.

She blinked in surprise as she got bombarded with questions. She was brought back to reality when she saw everyone staring at her with expectant eyes.

'Dang it, I spooked them a bit didn't I.' Sweat dropping at the thought she started answering the questions one by one.

"Remember how I got accepted in the college Yuu? Well I am now in Pomefiore now!" Answering the magicless boy's question with delight. Then turning to Grim.

"I got lost on the way to class. I woke up really late and messed up my schedule real bad." She replied to Grim's answer while the back of her neck in embarrassment and displeasure. Then looking at the new stranger.

"Wait! Aren't you the girl the whole school is talking about?" The stranger exclaimed in realization.

"People talk about me!????" Stunned by the statement [Y/n] couldn't help but gasp at the thought of the students gossiping about her as the only girl in the school.

'Good 'ol days. I remember the times the town villagers used to gossip when I accidentally tripped over my dress in public....'

"Well then...hello! Nice to meet you, stranger! My name is [Y/n] Alastair!" she said in enthusiasm introducing to the individual.

The stranger, stunned by her enthusiasm, chuckled and replied confidently back to her.

"Name's Ace. I'm a first year student here, as of... today! Pleased to meetcha!" Winking at [Y/n] as a smirk arose to his face.

(My bro is tryna rizz up [Y/n] but failing like shit)

"Ok, back to what I was explaining." Ace exclaimed suddenly.

"She was a queen who lived in a maze-like garden of roses long, long ago. She was a strict woman who prized order above all. She wouldn't tolerate a rose being off-color, or her playing-card soldiers being out of step. She basically ruled over a kingdom of madness, but not one of her subjects dared to defy her. You wanna know why? Because the punishment for breaking a rule was immediate decapitation!"

"Woah! That's terrifying!" and a "Goodness gracious, was that lady mental." were heard respectfully from both [Y/n]'s and Yuu's mouths. 

"Wah! That is seriously messed up!" Grim exclaimed

"Pretty cool, right? I'm a big fan. I mean, who would bother to obey a queen that was kind all the time?"

"You're a fan of a rule-loving maniac who executed people cause they didn't follow rules?" Yuu asked suspiciously.

"HEY! I only mean her, not her personality, okay?"

"Myah! You're definitely lying. [Y/n] don't you think so too?" Grim joined in.

"I mean when you say it like that..."

"Geez! Okay guys! That's enough...." Ace said deflating underneath their snarky comments. "Also Yuu she ain't that bad." He snarked back at Yuu.

"Whatever. Let's go see the other ones." Yuu responded.

As they walked further down the street. Grim was drawn to a statue shaped as a lion. The lion was standing and it had a very bushy looking mane. It also had a scar down his eye. The statue gave off a very powerful aura.

"So tell me, Ace. Is that lion with a scare in the eye a famous ruler too?" Grim asked again.

"Of course! That's the King of Beasts who ruled the savanna. But he wasn't born into the throne - he had to earn it through hard work and elaborate schemes. When he became king, he decreed that the hyenas would be pariahs no more, and should live among his subjects as equals."

"Oooo. He sounds really hard working and he doesn't sound like he discriminates either!" ( Wait till they meet Leona-)

"Sounds like a great guy! Not everyone's able to look past social status like that." Grim replied with enthusiasm.

Yuu just stood there looking at the statue, quiet and serious. Did one of us say something that upset him? She nudged his shoulder while Grim and Ace were talking about the king of the beasts.

"Hey Yuu? Are you good?" I ask. Yuu looked back at [Y/n] still with a hint of seriousness and he said "No." Then it became quiet again.

'Why is he so quiet today...'

"Who's the lady with the octopus legs?

We then walked a bit further to see a lady with octopus legs. She had a beauty mole on her face and looked stunning.

"The Sea Witch who lived in an underwater grotto. She basically devoted her life to helping troubled merfolk. If they were willing to pay the price, she'd help them change their appearance, find love, whatever! They say she was so good , there was no wish she couldn't grant. They also say the price was a tad steep, though. But she was granting wishes! Of course it was!"

"Myaha! So you're sayin' that once I'm a great mage, gettin' rich off folks will be a total cinch?!"

"Gosh I wish she was so I could wish"

'- to meet my family again and go back home'

"Oh, oh! Do the dude with the big hat next!"

Then the next statue we saw was of a man. He had a scepter and was standing tall as if looking down on us. He held an aura of authority.

"That's the Sorcerer of the Sands. He was an advisor to a total dolt of a sultan. He was a smart guy. Really capable sort. He exposed this swindler once - some guy pretending to be a prince in order to trick the princess! After that, he got this magic lamp and became the greatest sorcerer in the world. Then, they say... he used that power to become sultan himself!"

'As if it was this easy to be a ruler...'

"Well that's cool I guess, '' said Yuu with slight interest and feign astonishment, trying to lift his mood up.

"Wow! Guess it's true that a mage needs to be an excellent judge of character, huh? And what about this beauty over here?"

"She's a queen who was said to be the fairest in all the land. In fact, she used her magic mirror to check how she ranked on a daily basis! When it looked like her position was threatened, they say she'd do whatever it took to keep it. Can you even imagine the level of dedication it would require to keep a record like that? Also, they say she was a master of making poisons!"

"She looks so beautiful and powerful!" exclaimed [Y/n]

"Geez. She's pretty, but that sounds kinda scary." Said Grim as shivers ran up his spine.

"You think so? I gotta respect the hustle!" Ace laughed at Grim.

"And the one there, with the flaming head? Now THAT guy looks scary!"

There stood a man, dressed somewhat looking like greek clothes. His hair was LITERAL fire. He had an aura of death around him.

'Ooooo! That guy looks really cool!'

"That's the King of the underworld! Single-handedly ruling a kingdom packed with rambunctious spirits - that takes competence! He may look scary, but he was a straight shooter who worked tirelessly at a tough job he never even asked for. I mean, this is the guy who was ordering Cerberus, the Hydra, and the Titans into battle for him."

"He really deserves credit for all he has done doesn't he?"

"I can relate. I literally don't want to do this janitor job either....😒" Yuu said nonchalantly.

"Hmm. That IS something. T'think he could have that much power and not let it go to his head! And that last one there, with the horns?"

The last statue stood at the edge. It was a lady with horns and she also had a scepter like the sorcerer. She had a slim face and wore a cape looking dress that covered her whole body.

"That's the Thorn Fairy who lived on a mythical mountain. She was noble and elegant, and a master of magic and curses - even by the standards of these seven! She commanded storms, covered the kingdom with thorns... She could use magic on a massive scale! She could even turn herself into a giant dragon."

"A DRAGON? That's so cool!!"

"I mean that does sound cool." Yuu looked said in disinterest again.

"Ooh. a dragon! What all monsters yearn to be!" Grim said in a happy tone. 

"Pretty cool, huh? Not like some piddling weasel." Ace said in an offending voice to Grim.

"HAH!????" 

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[Yuu's POV]:

What did I just see? A statue of a lady? No no no no no no.

I just saw a statue of a Disney character.

The 7 main Disney villains of all time back on Earth. How did they appear here? Was this some kind of knock off version of the Disney world? Damn it.....can't I have one day of peace here.

There was also Ace..... ace.....listening to his name he sounds like the ace of hearts in the movie Alice in Wonderland. Why is everything here related to disney here? 

As Ace dragged us forward. He introduced us to the statue of Scar. Scar ain't that bad be he aint that good either. So Lion King is checked off the list of who else might be here…

Then the next statue was of Ursula. Little mermaid? Checked.

We went on further and further and saw more of the 4 more statues. [Y/n] even asked If I was alright in the middle of the orientation of the statues Ace was giving us. I also answered with a "No" wtf was I thinking when I said that?? 

Anyways-

The movies the villains were from. 

-Aladdin? Check.

- Snow White? Check.

- Hercules? Check.....

-Sleeping Beauty? Check...

Damn. That is a lot to process in one go. This is a goofy mad dude.

And just as everything was getting worse Ace just had to piss off Grim by teasing him and making him mad.

'Wtf is wrong with my life.' ([Y/n] kinnie)

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[Third Person]:

"Pfft... Ah ha ha! I can't hold it back anymore! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Come on, you're the ones who turned orientation into such a fiasco, right?"

"We didn't mean it!"

"Yeah!"

"Myah! Now you're just being mean!."

"The one summoned by the Dark Mirror who can't even use magic, another magicless person who is also as a matter of fact a GIRL and the monster no one summoned at all. It took everything I had not to burst into laughter right in the middle of the ceremony!" Ace cackled as we stared at him in confusion and utter shock on our faces.

'I can't believe this is happening.'

"H-hey! You don't gotta be a jerk about it!"

Yuu looked like he was too speechless to even talk and we just stayed quiet on the side as the drama went on.

"So in the end, neither of you got admitted, and now you're janitors? Ah ha ha! SO lame!" questioned while grinning at us with utmost pride.

'I can't stand this anymore.'

"Well for you information-" [Y/n] strode to right in front of Ace with confidence,

"I DID get admitted to NRC. I don't even think you know which dorm I am in am I? Well dumdass I got sorted in Pomefiore and I am not a fucking janitor either. Before you start yapping again, just rethink what you just heard." yelled at Ace. Leaving him, Yuu and the cat are shocked at your outburst.

"Did ya think about it yet? You knock off version of an ace of hearts card!" Leaving Ace speechless.

"I-Well-"

"Shut the hell up Ace '' She huffed and went back to her spot next to Yuu.

*Insert Yuu clapping his hands in the background*

"Anyway, I just thought I'd tease you a bit. And man am I glad I did. It's been a blast! Unlike you, I actually have classes to get to, so I'll let you get back to pick up trash . Bye!" Quickly snapping out his trance he got ready to run away from them in a hurry.

"Myuh-uh! You ain't walkin' away from me! It's too late for that! Myaaaaah!" A humongous fire ball flew towards Ace.

"WOAH! What the hell Grim!" Ace screamed in anger

"Grim calm down!" Yuu exclaimed in worry.

"No one makes fun of Grim, Master of Fire! I'm gonna make that explodey-head of yours explode all over again!" 

"Explodey-head?! You wanna throw down with me, shorty? You got some guts. You wanna talk about hair, huh? I'm gonna shave you like a toy poodle!" Ace retaliated back in anger once again.

Suddenly a gust of wind hit us with great force almost knocking all of us off our feet. 

"Myaaaaah!"

"WHAT THE FUCK" screamed Yuu in fear.

[Y/n] just stood there done with everything.

'This shit is even more troublesome than taking care of my unhinged siblings fighting.'

They all turned towards Ace. He had a pen out and in his hand, he was grinning and was looking giddy.

"Oh-ho! How do you like that?"

"H-hey! His magic winds are blowin' my fireballs off course! No fair!" screeched Grim iin annoyance as he got ready to hurl another fireball at Ace.

As the fight was going on a A crowd surrounded the group forming a circle. The bystanders looked in pure joy at the sight of a fight happening on the first day of school. 

"Woah this is awesome! A fight on the first day of school." Said Student 1

"Bro the only thing we are watching is a twink fighting with a racoon. What's so good about that????" said Student 2

"Hey I bet you 20 thaumarks the talking racoon is going to win." Student 3 whispered to his friend.

"Then I bet you 20 thaumarks as well but I am rooting for the valentine heart boy." Student 4 snickered to Student 3

Lord can't this torture end already?

"Take that!" Grim shouted as he blasted the biggest fireball yet at Ace.

"Pfft. All it takes is a little gust to- Hah!" Ace once again retaliated at Grim before his face into horror.

A Gasp rang through the crowd of students.

The statue of the queen of hearts was burnt, and charred that we couldn't even see its previous color anymore.

"Oh no! Now the Queen of Hearts's statue looks like it's been flame-broiled!" yelped in horror while looking at the statue he had just burnt.

"That's your fault for tryin' to divert it! You shoulda just let it burn you to a crisp!"

"Grim that could kill him!" [Y/n] scolded Grim.

"Should have let him get burnt," said Yuu, scowling at Ace.

"Yuu!" Exasperated [Y/n] at the childish boys.

Suddenly a different voice was heard not too far away from them. "What is going on here? Cease this at once!"

Everyone freezes.

Then all the bystanders around us ran as if they were running after their lifeline leaving us behind.

"Oh no! The headmage!" Ace exclaimed in horror.

"Not more lashings of love! We gotta get outta here!"

Ignoring their words, the headmaster pulled out his whip and whipped them with one strike.

"OW" screamed Ace as he rubbed his back in pain.

"Myaaaaah! And I'm still sore from yesterday, too!"

Yuu and [Y/n] just stood there frozen in their spots. They couldn't help but glance at each other as if to see each others reaction at the shit that was happening right now. Their eyes did all the talking.

'Did ya see shit'

'Yes Yuu I did and it was not pleasant.'

As they were stuck in their daydream world. One statement brought them out of it and it was.

"Then listen well, Trappola. You too, [Y/n], Grim and [MC]. As punishment for today's infractions, you are hereby ordered to wash a hundred windows!"

"HUH?"

"But Mister Crowley we did nothing!?" protested [Y/n] shocked at the revelation.

"Myah?! That's what you get for makin' fun of me! This is all your fault!" shouted at Ace anger radiating at him.

"Whaaat? I have to do it too?!" Not wanting to take the blame of the fight.

Ignoring everyone's pleas Crowley commanded in a strict voice with a "Of course you do. You will meet in the cafeteria after class. Are we clear?"

"Yes sir." Said [Y/n], Ace, and Yuu as they straightened their backs stiff as they got startled by the commanding voice of Crowley.

"Ugh, I just can't catch a break!" grumbled Grim under his breath.

'Neither can I Grim, neither did I.....'

As Grim and Ace gave each other their final glares. Yuu picked up Grim bidding us goodbye and turning around to walk back to class. As Ace also did the same. I couldn't help but think-

' I was seriously underestimating this place........I don't want to stay here anymore! 😭 '

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Author's Note:

Hello everyone! Here's a chapter I made today, hope you guys enjoyed reading it!!!!!

#rook hunt #vil schoenheit #epel felmier #ace trappola #enma yuuken #twst grim #crowley #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #various x reader #x reader

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Tess' Sharpuary - 13. Alihotsy

Hogwarts' Potions master finds himself in a rather peculiar, giggly situation...

chapter specific tags: slice of life, attempts at humour

relationships: aesop sharp x reader, aesop sharp & abraham ronen

13. Alihotsy (1.5k)

tw: briefly implied sexual content

Aesop Sharp was not surprised to find one of his colleagues and closest friends, Abraham Ronen, already sitting in the Great Hall when he arrived for breakfast himself. The older teacher seemed to be caught deep in a conversation with Mirabel Garlick who was sitting next to him, but he nevertheless gave Aesop a wide grin when the potions master sat down at the table.

“Good morning, Aesop! I trust you slept well?” the jovial man asked, his eyes sparkling. “I would’ve slept longer and better if it was the weekend, and I didn’t have Garreth “Menace” Weasley in my class first thing in the morning,” Aesop replied wryly, gratefully accepting the cup of tea offered by his friend. Abraham laughed: “Oh, come now, he’s not so bad. In fact, I tend to find his antics quite amusing at times!”

Aesop found comfort in his tea, it was done exactly the way he liked, nice and hot, contrasting the dreary April weather, and slightly sweet from the milk. “Yes, yes, very amusing,” he went to say sarcastically, “when his cauldron explodes so violently, everyone in 10 feet radius gets hurt by the impact, that’ll be quite hysterical, won’t it.” Aesop knew he was being ever so slightly unfair towards the lad. 

Garreth was on pretty good behaviour these past few weeks, and when he did resort to some sort of shenanigans, it was something small and non-life-threatening.  Abraham only shook his head and returned to his earlier conversation with Mirabel. Aesop’s eyes searched the Great Hall until they finally settled on a Seventh-year sitting at the Ravenclaw table. As if the girl felt his eyes, she turned her head and connected their gazes. She gave him a soft smile, and the potions master immediately felt his frustrations melt away. 

When evening came, the girl would meet him in his chambers, and they’d be free to indulge in one another’s company, as well as the comfort of each other’s arms. The evening couldn’t possibly come quickly enough…

He had some time to spare when he finished his breakfast and made his way to the potions classroom. His limp had severely improved over the past several weeks, and he felt better than he had in years. He wrote the instructions for the Seventh-years’ potion for the day, Mandrake Restorative Draught, on the blackboard, and made sure all the potions stations were up to par. Well, one of them wasn’t, it had a problem with heating, so the Potions master avoided having it used by students, but all of the others were in peak condition. He sent a nasty look at the malfunctioning burner - every year he asks for a new one, and every year the Headmaster says there’s not enough funds for it. And then has the audacity to strut in like a peacock wearing a new suit. Imbecile.

The sound of a door opening got him out of his thoughts, and Aesop looked up to see his NEWT class students entering the classroom. Everyone made their way to their stations, and Aesop too walked away from the workbenches to stand in front of his desk. He partly leaned, partly sat against it, crossing his arms over his chest as everyone readied their things for his lesson. He smiled at the Ravenclaw girl when she caught his eye yet again, but that was all.

“Good morning, class,” he said, stopping the hushed conversations of several students, “today we will begin brewing Mandrake Restorative potion. As the name implies, it is a potion used to restore people who were transfigured or cursed, including petrification, and its main ingredient is a ripe mandrake. Professor Garlick tells me that neither of you had the misfortune of dying when harvesting your mature mandrakes, so we may now proceed to stew them in preparation for the potion.” 

Aesop walked over to the blackboard: “Follow the instructions on the board to a T, a wrongly stewed mandrake will result in your potion being entirely-” Before he could finish by saying ‘useless’, a chuckle suddenly left his throat. Several students looked at him like he had just grown a second head. Aesop cleared his throat, not knowing what came over him just then, but unwilling to let it stop him. When he opened his mouth to speak again, however, another chuckle got out. Then another. And then, to his absolute horror, a full giggle escaped him.

Most of the students looked terrified. Sebastian Sallow’s mouth was so wide open, that a frog could’ve easily jumped into it, and it was this thought that broke the camel’s back. 

Aesop began laughing, deeply and fully, the sound reverberating through the dungeons. He pressed a hand over his mouth to stifle the laughter, but it was no use. He wasn’t able to control it. What the fuck was wrong with him. “P-professor Sharp?” came Amit Thakkar’s very concerned voice, “are- are you alright, sir? Do you need help?” Aesop laughed on, his lungs and stomach beginning to ache.

“N-no!” he managed to get out through the laughter, “s-stay hahahaha! Stay he-he here!” 

He rapidly walked through the classroom, the Seventh-years getting away from him in panic, so very unused to him showing any strong emotions like this. Other than grumpiness, that is. He walked into his office, threw the door shut, and cast a muffling charm on the room, all while laughing his poor lungs out. Tears were running out of his eyes, as he tried keeping his mouth shut anyway, the giggles coming out choked and muffled. 

Where was it, where was it?! Finally, he managed to locate what he was looking for, a vial containing dark, syrupy liquid, labelled as ‘Glumbumble treacle’, and he was now shaking with laughter so much, he barely managed to uncork it. He took a deep gulp of the substance and sighed in relief as the effect was near immediate. His laughter began dying down, little by little, and he only relaxed when the now silence got broken by the occasional chuckle only once or twice a minute. 

However, he remained standing in his office for at least five more minutes to ensure the laughing fit was indeed gone. He felt embarrassed, he truly did, but at the same time… At the same time, he actually felt quite good. He felt like a weight had been lifted off him. His head felt clearer and his chest lighter. 

He didn’t need to guess what happened, it was obvious he ingested a laughing potion, or alihotsy extract at the very least, but the question was: how?

Begrudgingly, he had to remove the Weasley boy from his list of suspects, as well as any other student, as he did not accept any food or drink from them. But then again, what if someone sneaked into the kitchens to pour alihotsy extract into the staff breakfast? Hm, no, not likely. Several people ate the same things as he and seeing as nobody was knocking on his door, giggling uncontrollably and begging for Glumbumble treacle, it seemed he was the only intended target. 

And then it hit him. His tea.

It was slightly sweeter than it usually was, but he failed to notice it. It was such a small, subtle shift in taste, few people would notice, really.  But he always poured out his tea from one of the kettles - except today his tea was poured by Abraham… Of bloody course. Abraham fucking Ronen went, and added a laughing potion into his morning tea… 

Aesop sighed. Oh, he was going to get that sod for this, he truly was.

With a deep breath, he lifted the muffling charm and left his office. Head Boy Thakkar seemed to have calmed his classmates down enough to get them to actually begin working on stewing their mandrakes, and only a few people actually noticed him emerge from his office. When they did, however, they started casting wary looks at both him and each other.

The potions master cleared his throat.

“Does anyone know what sort of magical substance can bring up such a fit of laughter?” he asked, prompting a few tentatively raised hands. “Miss Onai?” “Alihotsy, sir?”

“Five points to Gryffindor.” 

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“You are a right sod, you are,” Aesop said as he settled next to Abraham for lunch in the Great Hall. The older man started laughing: “Oh? What happened?” 

“You know very well what happened.” “Oh, alright, I slipped some laughing potion into your tea. In my defence, however, I acted on a request,” the charms professor said with a smile, stabbing a piece of chicken onto his fork and plopping it into his mouth.

“On a request,” Aesop was gobsmacked, “what do you mean on a request? Since when does someone request a teacher to slip alihotsy to another teacher?”

“Was it literally anyone else, I would’ve deducted House points and discouraged them from such a silly idea, but this one, well…” Abraham fished a neatly folded piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Aesop.

“Now, I understand that you’ll be punishing her, but don’t be too hard on her.”

Aesop unfolded the parchment and immediately recognised the young Ravenclaw’s elegant script.

‘Happy April Fool’s Day, my love!’ it read.

“Oh, I am going to punish her for this…” he said darkly, but couldn’t deny that the corner of his mouth was twitching lightly.

“Will she be able to attend my class tomorrow?” Abraham asked mischievously.

“We’ll see…”

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Two illustrations for the price of one? That's a steal! 😂 The second one was drawn first, I grew unhappy with it, I drew the first one, not much more to it 😅

[AO3] - [Sharpuary 2024] - [Masterlist]

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[inkedroplets]

Wait what Lena/Peggy fic?!? I was scrolling and just had to stop and die a little at the possibility of this existing lol Lena Luthor and Peggy Carter? Two of my favorite characters ever? Together? Time travel? I don’t even care how, just want you to know I would read this ship soooo fast!

Not just time travel but Lena getting yeeted to another Earth.

I don't know where I would even begin to try and explain the plot spaghetti in my head. But essentially it would begin with Lena's portal watch malfunctioning and finding herself on a completely different Earth, scooped up by Coulson.

Much much later, (I cannot stress how much later) the time stone makes an appearance much later and Lena being Lena can't help but run a gamut of tests on it. Which sends her back in time where she happens to meet Peggy...

But here's a really brief snippet just for fun. It hasn't been edited at all and there's very little context but still:

“You wouldn’t happen to be an enhanced individual, would you, Miss Luthor?” Coulson asked

“I’m sorry?” Lena said, the first real hint of discernible irritation shining through her overly calm facade. “Where exactly are you looking, Agent Coulson?” She crossed her arms over her chest, the thin line that was her mouth somehow narrowing even further. There was a flicker of understanding and then horror that passed over Coulson’s face before his expression reverted back to that of a friendly but put-upon bureaucrat that would like nothing more than to punch out for the day. “At your file, Miss Luthor.” He held up a manila folder that he had obscured by his clipboard. “Or rather, what would be your file.” He tossed the empty folder down on the table. “The  problem is there’s nothing in it and not for lack of trying.”

“Does SHIELD not know how to use Google?” Lena glanced down at the empty folder wondering how anyone searching for the name ‘Luthor’  could come back with nothing to show for it. “Funnily enough we tried that too after we exhausted all other avenues. There is no record of, well, you, anywhere. Not a single hit on any of the databases my team scoured and before you try and impugn my team’s tech savviness again, our hacker was incredibly thorough. It's the first time I've seen her so perplexed,” he said. Instead of sounding annoyed or even angry he looked almost impressed. 

“So you think I'm lying,” Lena said, feeling that much was obvious. She was being interrogated, after all. Which was why it surprised her so much when Coulson shook his head. 

“No, Miss Luthor, on the contrary, I believe you are who you say you are. If you were going to try and obscure your identity with an alias, I assume you’d choose something less…” He looked down at his hands for a moment. 

“Less what?” 

“Less conspicuous. Lena. Luthor,” he said, enunciating each word clearly to hammer home the inherent strangeness in the symmetry of her name. 

“One of the many downsides of being a Luthor,” she said self-deprecatingly and gave a halfhearted shrug of apology. “Too many L’s.” 

Coulson who moments ago looked all too happy to let her ramble, perhaps hoping she might monologue her way into revealing something about herself held up a hand to stop her from continuing.

 “That's not the first time you've spoken as if that's supposed to mean something. Your last name,” he clarified. “Should it?” Of course it does, Lena thought bitterly.

#asks #my writing #would it surprise anyone that this would be another rift fic? #I still don't know how to tag this story #supercorp

[yandere-toons]

I was rewatching the Lego Batman movie and came up with this idea. ———————————— You clicked away at the keyboard, staring at the bright white screen. The sounds of the keyboards clicking with people chattering filled the room. Even with all that sound, everything seemed to blur together, leaving only the ringing in your ears to be left aware. In fact, everything began to blur. You were in airplane mode for a while, a couple hours to be exact. It was a rather quiet day in the office compared to what happened last week. You had to sit in traffic for hours because of the villains in Gotham. As much as you wanted to go home, you couldn’t leave your car. Because how else are you supposed to get it back and you really couldn’t because the cars were so close together, nobody could squeeze through. And then after that came the road work making you take a different longer route and… it was jus chaos. The only good thing you got out of that was the story to tell your friends/co workers. You snapped out of your ever lasting daze when the computer glitched. It flashed black and then blue, then came back in to its original state. It went on like that again and again till it completely shot off. You banged the side of the machine with your palm in hopes to maybe get it to work like that. You looked around as the other workers groaned and whispered ‘what?’ Under their breaths as their computer malfunctioned just as yours. Just when the last computer broke down, all the lights shut off. Some people yelped in surprise as the others groaned, obviously just wanting to end the day and go home. You turned back to your computer when a laugh emitted from it. Your computer now showed a moving image of two words displayed in big red font, saying ‘GET JOKED!’. The texted tilted to its side as the laughing played on loop. Soon the laugh multiplied, spreading to the other computers, the same image flashing. Everyone looked at the door leading in and out of the room. Bane, Riddler and Scarecrow burst in to the room. “Everyone on the floor!” Yelled Scarecrow, his voice raspy as he exhaled the green mist. You got on to your knees and crawled under your desk, staying as quiet as you can. You pulled your chair in front of you to hide your body so they don’t see you. You heard your co workers yell and cry in fear as the villains laughed out loud. Anyone who tried to escape was stopped by Bane as he was guarding the door. The two others were walking around, hitting and pushing anyone down who didn’t follow their orders. You searched for your phone, only to realise you left it on your desk.

‘It’s fine. Someone else will call for help!’ You said to yourself, but realised that people cared more to run than actually get someone here. You cursed under your breath, listening for the two dumbos. They seemed to be busy with someone else, and you took that chance to grab your phone. You pushed the chair slightly to the right to make space for your arm. You searched the desk with your palm, feeling the mouse, mouse pad and a pen, but couldn’t find your phone. You heard the footsteps and laughter of the bad guys and searched faster, feeling the edge of your phone. You whispered out a victory ‘yes!’, already feeling the comfort of your bed. Sadly, that fantasy was crushed as the Scarecrow and the Riddler walked by your office area, spotting you. “Hey! They’re here!” Scarecrow announced. You pulled your arm back with your phone in hand. They both ran over to you. “Get away from me!” You shouted, kicking the chair, making it collide with Riddler. He grunted at the impact and stumbled back. You quickly lifted yourself up from the carpet covered ground and grabbed the chair. Just as Scarecrow was about to breath out his toxins, you pushed the chair in to his stomach making him lean forwards. You took the chance to run away from the two fools. You knew the door was blocked, so you had to find another way to get out. “Darling!” You yelped as someone gripped the side of your waist, pulling you closer to them. Of course, you knew who it was. It was the person behind this mess in the building. Joker. ”What is it now.” You said in a monotone voice, not returning the hug. Joker pulled away from the one-sided hug, smiling at you. “On nothing just popping in, and you know, taking over Gotham!” He let out his evil laugh, turning away from you. You took a couple steps away from him, silently and slowly getting away from the deranged man. He turned to you, his smile faltering at the sight of you trying to walk away. He took your wrist, pulling you closer to him. Surprised by the pull, he took the chance to take away your phone, stuffing it in to his pocket. “Hey!” You exclaimed after realising what he has done. “Oh you won’t need it.” He said, changing his tone in to a more calmer one. “Why are you here? In an office?” You asked. “Well, now that you asked…” He smirked. “Oh no.” You realised the mistake of asking him. Should have better kept your mouth shut. “As you probably know, this building used to be a radio station. Meaning, with the antenna still on it, I can use it to get in to the Gotham cities data bases! I can get any information I want.” He said, showing his teeth off with the way he smiled. “And because I missed you.” He once again pulled you in to an unwilling hug. You tried to push away from him, but his hug only tightened. Once you finally did, you fixed your clothes by brushing them up and down. “You know Batman is going to come and take you down… again, right?” You stated the obvious. Batman always comes, and Joker always gets away. It is the same pretty much every month. Two or three times regularly. “Don’t worry about it, toots. I have everything under control.” His voice became more deep and gravely as he ended his sentence. He pulled out his walkie-talkie and said something in to it. Something about him being ready or something. You weren’t listening as you were trying to pry his hand off of your wrist. With one swift pull to your wrist, he got your attention once again. “Come on Darling. We have to get going.” —————————— I think I did to much, idk. Also if something is wrong or weird, please ignore it. I did this at night as that is when motivation strikes me the most. :)

^ This took me way too long to make, but it's cool when people send me their writing. So I wanted to do something.

#Yandere #Yandere x You #Yandere x Reader #Yandere Imagines #Yandere Drabble #Yandere DC #Yandere Joker #DC x Reader #Joker x Reader #Joker #The Joker #The LEGO Batman Movie #LEGO Batman Movie #LEGO Joker #Batman #LEGO Batman #TLBM #DC #DC Universe #DCU #Imagines #Reader Insert #Gender Neutral Reader #Yandere Writing

[bodhranwriting]

A Bad Time for Sixsmith - Bodhrán M.

“’s not me fault,” he muttered, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. Maybe he was drunk. Or, considering this was human alcohol and not made for Taiyeks, maybe he just hadn’t slept enough. Everything felt too tight, his head throbbing in time with his heart. So, he sat back down and tried to reach for the bottle again. His hand trembled as he tried to close his fingers around the smooth glass.

“It is not me fault,” he repeated to the empty room.

But Talas’ shocked, screwed-up face pinned itself behind his eyes every time he blinked. The way he’d flinched backwards in his wheelchair when Sixsmith had shouted stuck a tiny pin in his conscience.

The glass creaked under Sixsmith’s hand. He took another swig, feeling the alcohol burn as it went down his throat, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

Talas’ expression swam in his imagination. Was the room blurring too?

Of course not.

But he couldn’t get the conversation out of his head.

“Oh, fuck,” Sixsmith said and got up.

He took a step and the floor turned to sand.

Sixsmith staggered, one hand going out to the table. He missed, snagging the tablecloth as he fell on one knee. Pain burst through the bone, his vision flashing white. Glass shards skittered across the floor, the remains of the drink soaking into his trousers.

The walls danced around him, twisting and bending as his sight spun. The ocean roaring in his ears, he shook his head and that was stupid because his entire body overbalanced, and he just collapsed sideways. He barely got an arm under his head as he landed, the muscles jarring as the stink of the liquor rose in his nostrils and choked him.

Sixsmith’s lips moved, but he couldn’t make a sound beyond a tiny, useless whimper and the scream stayed imprisoned in his head –

Help me, help me, help me!

Was this what a stroke felt like, he thought as his lungs malfunctioned, the air squeezing between his teeth. Or was it a heart attack?

His gaze jerked, the only part of him moving in real time, and landed on the spreading brown pool sticky under his elbow.

Memory flicked a card.

(Maynard handing him his drink, hand spider-like over the uncorked neck…)

That wasn’t possible. There hadn’t been any needles!

Sixsmith felt their footsteps before he saw them. Two pairs of hands reached down and gripped him under his arms. He was hauled to his feet, practically boneless. One of the strangers – he couldn’t see their faces, his head lolling onto his chest like a stringless puppet’s – wrapped an arm around his waist while the other took his arm and draped it over their shoulder.

Sixsmith tried to fight them. He really did.

It didn’t help.

With the casualness and ease of the well-practiced, his kidnappers took him through the back corridor and into the night, vanishing into the swirling haar.

Inside the tavern, the wake continued.

#writeblr #writing #deaf #arcane skies #fantasy #i’m writing a book #steampunk #dark fantasy #writer #tw drugs #tw kidnapping

[vintagepresley]

Reader has a major wardrobe malfunction in front of Austin causing her boobs to be exposed to him. He helps her try to secure her top after she frantically covers herself by it again but he accidentally breaks it more and as it snaps his hands drop and brush against her hardened nipples. Readers top is now past the point of no return as it has no way to be held up. Reader quickly covers mainly her nipples and what amount of her d cup size boob she can with her hands. He goes instantly red as blood rushes to his cheeks and other places. He clears his throat hiding a groan scratching the back of his neck apologizing frantically. He takes off his black carhartt jacket and holds it open behind you as you move one arm to now cover yourself slipping the other into the sleeve of the jacket and he pulls it up and closes it as much as that side will then holding the other side so you can get that arm in the sleeve. He would be lying if he said he didn’t make sure he got one last peak of your breast. You attempted to zip the jacket but can’t seem to get the zipper threaded properly so austin zips it up for you but he underestimates the feelings he would have watching the zipper as he glides it up your bare body and past your cleavage. He’s always had a crush on you but seeing you like this in his comfort jacket sends him over the edge and he accidentally says something out loud that he thought he was only saying in his head.

(I feel like this one the sexual tension could be cut with a knife between austin and y/n)

Another great request! Giving us d cup girls a moment. 😭

**

HIS FAVORITE JACKET

You and Austin had been best friends for a very long time and whenever he came back home from from filming and just his busy work schedule, you were always one of the first people that he would call up to see, the two of you had always been so close and only really thought about each other as friends, but over the years that was beginning to change a bit, things between you and him became awkward, not because something was wrong in your friendship, but because somehow, someway, the two of you developed a crush on one another, but neither of you knowing that. Austin had always wanted to say something, but he was afraid of you not feeling the same way and just ruining your friendship, which meant more to him than anything else. But it was obvious to everyone around you the tension that had surrounded you and Austin, the two of staring at one another longingly without the other noticing, the way you suddenly began to blush around him, and even giggle like a school girl.

Sometimes he'd catch himself staring at you and began to think dirty thoughts about you, especially with how some of your clothes hugged your curves just right, your breasts especially and he had to snap himself back to reality and try not to think about you in that way. But it was becoming harder and harder every time he saw you. So, desperate to tell you how he felt about you. He was back home and once he was settled he called you up wanting to see you, and you had to admit when you heard he was coming home you waited for that phone call. When you heard your phone ringing and saw his name pop up on the screen you smiled to yourself, answering it right away. "Hey, Austin!" you exclaimed softly with smile, twirling your fingers through your hair. "H-Hey, Y/N, how are you?" he said in that deep low voice of his, the sound of your voice making him smile. "I'm good, are you back or.." you asked curiously. "Yeah, yeah, I just got back maybe a few hours ago. I thought I'd call and see what you were doing later. Maybe we can go see a movie or something? Catch up." he said.

You smiled at his words, low-key wishing that he was asking you out on a date, but either way you were happy just to hangout with your best friend. "Yeah, that sounds like fun, what time did you want to meet?" you asked. "Hmm.. how's 7:00?" he asks. "That's perfect, I'll be there." you said happily. "Perfect, I'll see you later, Y/N." he said. "See ya later." you said before the both of you hung up. The moment that you put your phone down you hurried to your closet to try to find something to wear. You never really cared that much about how you looked around him because he's seen you at your worst, but lately you've always wanted to look pretty and cute around him with the hope of maybe getting his attention. You went through many outfit changes throughout the night trying to decide on what to wear and as you sorted through your closet you finally settled on pair of cute jeans and a button-up crop top t-shirt, that was a little tight and a very delicate fabric around your slightly large breasts, but it was super cute and as long as you didn't move around crazy in it you weren't too worried.

You did a bit of make up and did your hair, feeling quite silly for putting so much into your look not even knowing if he was going to notice, because he never seemed to or so you thought. Once you got dressed you checked yourself out in the mirror, adjusting your shirt a bit more, deciding to go without a bra to be able to get the buttons to snap close properly and then you put on a cute pair black boots to match. You got your last looks in and checking the time and seeing that it was 6:40. Luckily you didn't live too far from the movie theater, so you grabbed your keys and your purse and headed out the door on your way to meet up with Austin. He was also running bit behind himself because surprisingly he too was trying to decide what to wear, but he eventually settled on his usual look, some jeans, a t-shirt and his black carhartt jacket that was one of his favorites to wear and his favorite pair of boots that were a bit worn, but he loved them that way.

The two of you surprisingly made it at the same time, as Austin was approaching he saw you almost immediately, a smile forming on his lips and his breath nearly taken away from how beautiful you looked. Trying to control his thoughts and once you approached each other you embraced in a big hug, hugging him tight as you quietly inhaled his scent and nearly melted into his arms, he slightly buried his face into your hair, smiling to himself as he held you in his arms. You both pulled back and a silence falling over the two of you as you stared at each other for a moment. "What movie sho-" you both say at the same time, laughing nervously at each other. "What were you going to say?" you said with a smile. "You first.." he says lowly with a small smile. "What movie did you want to see?" you say with a smile, staring up at him. "You pick." he smiled. You rolled your eyes at him playfully you hated when he made you choose the movie, but you eventually decided on one and he insisted on buying the tickets and the snacks, so you didn't argue with him.

Once inside your designated theater that your movie was going to be playing in, it was rather empty so your choice was seating was pretty open, so you both chose to sit bit further back at the top, you followed behind him and you both shuffled into your seats in the dimly light room, getting comfortable and sorting out your snacks. You notice Austin trying to sneak the candy that you asked for and trading it with his and he thought you wouldn't notice and you playfully hit his arm. "Hey! Those are mine!" you say playfully, a small laugh escaping you. "Are they, though? Because I remember you wanting the others." he said as he laughed, holding the candy in his hand left hand and holding his arm up above his head. "They are! Now give them to me!" you huffed playfully, reaching up to try them grab them out his hand, but his arms were so long that you couldn't reach and you kept extending your arm towards his and leaning up to try grab them.

As you were doing that you had completely forgotten about how delicate the top was that you were wearing and how it stretched around your breasts, that as you were play fighting with Austin the fabric was stretching more and slightly tearing around the buttons as you continued to try to take back your candy, the top finally gave up on you and the fabric around the buttons coming undone and they snapped off, your shirt falling open and revealing your breasts, you felt a suddenly chill come over you and your nipples hardening it and you glanced down for a moment to see that your top was completely open and exposed to him, you pulled away, frantically trying to cover yourself up, hoping that he didn't see anything. But he did.. he had gotten a full view of your breasts, and now his eyes were staring at them as you tried to cover up, he swallowed harshly and he reached over trying to help you get them covered up, but as he was pulling at the fabric just as frantic as you were, he accidentally tore some of it, only making it worse for you as the top flew open again and his hands dropped, brushing right up against your hardened nipples.

Which he didn't mean to do, but he couldn't help the way he was feeling now after touching them, your face was completely red you weren't sure it was from embarrassment or from the feeling of his hands against your nipples. Austin was still he doing his best to not stare at them, but it was so hard not to, your top was a lost cause now and there was no way that you were going to be able to cover up, so you used your hands to at least cover your nipples up whatever amount of your large breasts that you could, Austin was completely flustered, feeling the blood rushing to his cheeks and to another part of his body, he cleared his throat trying to his best to cover up the groan that escaped him from the sight of you and he was scratching the back of his neck. "I-I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to make it worse, I'm really sorry, Y/N." he says frantically.

He gets up now and takes off his jacket, placing it behind you as he settled back in his seat and you moved one of your arms to cover your chest as you slipped one arm into his jacket, he tried his best to make sure it covered as much as it could as he helped you put it on, then you moved your other arm to slip into the other arm of the jacket, and of course he couldn't help himself but to get one last peek at your breasts as you were putting his jacket on, licking his lips a bit, as his mind wandered off into dirty thoughts about you. You were trying to zip the jacket up, but the zipper just wasn't threading properly, Austin finally snapped out of it and noticed the trouble you were having with the zipper. "Here... Let me." he mumbled softly and he gestured for to stand up as he stood up. You stood up, turning to stand directly in front of him as you stared up at him, feeling so embarrassed from what just happened and you couldn't stop yourself from blushing.

He grabbed a hold of the zipper, slowly zipping it up over naked body and your breasts, his eyes still wandering over them and he completely underestimated the feelings that he had in this moment and the feelings that he had for you in general as he watched the zipper glide up and saw the way you looked in his favorite jacket and sends him over the edge now, feeling unable to control himself, as he swallowed harshly again, his thoughts running wild now as he couldn't stop thinking about you and the things he wanted to do to you, and the incident that just happened. That he didn't realize he mumbled out one of his thoughts, "I just want you so much... The things I would do to you..." he really didn't notice that the thought that was in his head slipped out of his mouth. You heard it clear as day as it left his lips and you looked up at him speechless.

"You what...?" you said softly.

"Huh?" he said confused, finally realizing that he didn't say that in his head, those words actually left his mouth and now his face was more red than before.

"You just... You...." you say completely at a loss for words, blushing just as hard as he was as you both stood there not knowing what to say to other.

The tension was thick, the silence heavy to the point that it sounded as if the movie was playing faintly in the background no longer of importance.

**

I'M SCREAAAMINGGGG.... Not gonna lie, I'm ready to write part two if it's wanted. 😂

Thanks again for the request! Enjoy!

@purejasmine (Another Austin fic bestieee)

#austin butler #austin x reader #austin fluff #austin smut #austin imagine #requested

[saberswordseabass]

A Hidden Danger pt3

**Somewhere in Vulptanis space**

A low ding drones out as the human inspired alarm clock rigs out from the soft off-white night stand. A dull brown fur clad hand reaches out and gently grabs the device. Their arm rears back to throw it, but before they throw the evil device, they realize what they are about to do.

"I hate that damn device." A soft voice groans as the owner of said voice leans up, letting their sheet drop down from their form. A Vulptanis with dull brown fur and what looked like a black long sleeve shirt on.

The Vulptanis threw one leg off the edge of the bed and then almost a little overdramatically, their other leg. Standing up, they show off the long sleeve shirt was actually a bodysuit that was skin tight, or was say a second layer of skin. Walking over to a dresser, throwing on a trench coat that reaches the floor. Their hand snakes into the coat's inner pocket and pulls out a communication device.

"I better not have a... message... from.. Inquistor Rixwraith... fuck!" The Vulptanis shouted as their orange eyes widened in complete horror before sprinting out of the room. Their communication pad had an emergency warning that a purposefully hidden 'issue' of theirs has reactivated.

It has been a good solid hour or two since 'mother' as she preferred, turned back on. Two 'pups' here, in the safety of her 'brain' room. Two were still missing, a similar sized one, and a rather large 'pup'. Her children were currently on the search as she began to spread her influence back through the facility... slowly.

"Now, what will happen when the bots find the monster?" Carrion asked out, breaking the silence as Trish managed to set her arm, much to mother's dismay at not being able to help a 'pup'.

"Well, I will not go into the gruesome detail, but they shall make sure it won't be an issue for any of you dears." Mother gleefully chirped from her monitor's speaker. Her face artificial face filled the screen like a fox way too close to a camera. "But as they do that, my pups, I need to properly can both of your vitals, to better keep track of your health."

"Scan away." Trish grunted as she finished tying the cloth around her makeshift split for her wrecked arm. A red grid based beam began to scan away both Trish and Carrion from the main monitor. A loud, angry sounding buzzer went off when it finished. A human body began to fill the screen, reading off biological information.

"ERROR. Unknown biological species... beginning data recording..." Mother began to spout as her screens showed a loading screen as she saved the information. "...I am sorry, but my dear pup, what's are you?" Mother asks as one of the more lithe of her robotic 'children' walked up and lifted his helmeted chin.

Carrion blinked as he had a minor brain malfunction before remembering how to speak. "I am human. The newest species added to the community." Mother, let out what could be best described as an electronic hum.

"They are considered endangered, and most in community space have supposedly been issued guardians. I'm Carrion's guardian." The lithe Vulptanis looking bot turned to Trish, and everything of the mother and the facility seemed to freeze at the word 'endangered'

"Uh, Octarus?" Carrion asks softly as the long silence is beginning to be quite deafening. After another minute, and him backing up from the lithe bot, the bot shifts to look back at him.

"Defend pu-humans."

The bot states out as their eyes begin to glow powerfully. The floor rumbles as another bot gently holds onto Trish, and the lithe bot gently grabs Carrion. The floor rumbles again like a sleeping giant reawakening once again.

"Production of combat units has been restored, starting yield of 1000 units. Granting permission to start the production on Augar and Xelon unit lines."

Octarus' voice robotically spoke as the bots held the still hurting Trish and unharmed Carrion. When mentioning the 'Xelon line', the entire place shook like an earthquake hit the factory.

A planet formed into view, the inquistor trying not to panic internally. Their eyes scan over the view of the planet. Their eyes begin to focus on a small area that, from orbit, obviously quivered. Their ears droop down as he glared at the growing spire from the quivering earth.

The door opened as two similarly uniformed Vulptanis to the inquistor walked in, holding onto a bruised Vulptanis in civilian clothes. "Ah, thank you. Please have a seat." The inquistor spoke as the two place the bruised man onto a seat in front of the dull brown Vulptanis.

"So just to be formal, I am Inquistor Quilx. I shall ask you a few questions, and depending how it goes, you might get to return back to your station." Quilx spoke as he pulled over a padded chair to sit across from the captive Vulptanis.

"So first question, yes? Why did you choose this planet for getting resources? There are many more resource rich planets nearby." Quilx asks as he leaned forward to stare into the half swollen face of the Vulptanis.

"I-i chose it because the high-grade trees, their species use less...wood and more ferrus material. They would be a huge boon to beginning colonies." The Vulptanis croaked out as his right eye was beginning to swell from the black eye. Quilx nods his head softly, and before he gets another question, the Vulptanis continues. "We sent a survey team down. They have been down there longer than supposed to. I don't know the team specifically, but they had a human in it."

Quilx's ears flatten at the sound of that. Out of all the beings to be sent down...a human. His paperwork was going to increase significantly if he bombarded the planet to eliminate the 'issue'. "Sigel, Jurgen, get this waste of fur out of my sight, then prepare a shuttle for planetary landing."

Jurgen, who put away a thermose he was about to give to Quilx, grabs the Vulptanis and begins to draw them away. Sigel gives a soft bow before making her way to prepare a shuttle.

"This is not going to be fun." Quilx groaned as he pressed his paw against his face. Depending on how this went, he might need to terminate a human... Although he really doesn't want that.

So I really want to thank @wolven91 for making the universe and stories that have greatly helped me in figuring out where to take these stories. C&C welcome!

Also, have a picture of a model I've been working on because why not?

#cuddleverse #conservationverse #hfy #humans are space orcs

[pricescigar]

Cold War Hero Reborn (2019)

Summary: Late January in 2019, Price, assigned by Laswell was sent to an abandoned CIA building to retrieve intel. Intel, which was a human being.

January 20th 2019 , 6:00am  

Location; Langley , Virginia 

Objective; Retrieve Intel at an abandoned CIA Bunker.

Personnel: Bravo 6 , SAS 

. . . 

"Retrieve the intel and get out of there." Laswell's voice spoke over the comms.

"Roger." Price simply said. 

The Military Helicopter dropped off Price and his SAS soldiers at the outskirts of Langley, Price got orders from Laswell to retrieve old intel from an abandoned CIA Bunker from the Cold War just on the outskirts of Langley. With firm and strict orders to take it right back to England, Price didn't like the fact he barely got any information, but it must be important enough that they needed to get in there and out of there pronto. Deep into the forest they managed to find their way to the entrance, they were given a code to enter the base and they soon got in.

"So… Did Laswell describe what kind of intel it is?" One SAS soldier asked, Price simply shook his head.  

"No… More of a, you'll know it when you see it." Price's voice mumbled and began to look around, holding onto his M4 firmly and checking every corner this Base had. He didn't like this– He knew he was going to expect something out of the ordinary, expect the unexpected.

The bloody place was a maze, papers dotted around on the floor and on the table. Most of them seemed to be medical documents, notes, engineering notes. The whole lot. What the hell happened here? 

"Patient's wounds ; 

Fractured ribs 

Impact to the head 

Broken left knee

Cut across the stomach 

Open scars on both arms

Opened scar on left side of the face 

Date: 1981."

"Hm…" The SAS soldier mumbled under his breath reading the paper and holding onto it before leaving it aside. Most of the papers talked about the improvement of one's wounds, and how a specific machine almost malfunctioned in 96'. It was all but of a waffle to the poor soldier. 

Price was at a loss, what the hell were they supposed to find? The information they had from the beginning was limited enough, opening the door and sweeping it quickly and of course no one seemed to be around. The whole place was deserted. But this room was one out of the ordinary, this room specifically had a bunch of wires leading to the other side. The humming sound could he hear in the distance, how the hell is there still electricity here? He aimed his gun to where he had a torch attached to it, stepping closer and saw a large machine, he saw a screen with a temperature on it. 

0° Degrees Celsius , 32 Farenheight 

"Men, get in 'ere I found what we need." Price spoke over the comms. "I'm in the room, at the deepest point of the Bunker. Follow the maps." 

Surely enough, the soldier's eventually found their way down there, the lights were extremely dim but they managed to find their way down. The temperature has dropped massively, soon enough they all found themselves staring at the machine.

"What's in there?" One soldier asked, leaning over but couldn't see much. Whatever was in there was covered in Ice.

"Beats me, so… How are we going to do this?" Another asked, they all seemed confused. Price stood there silently, thinking on what the next move should be. And how they were going to move this thing.

Melting process Activated.

Everyone's head turned to the poor Sargent who accidentally pressed the red button, seeing that everyone was staring at him.

"What the fuck Sargeant?" The Lieutenant walks towards the Sargent, while the two bickering on and on Price's eyes diverted to the machine. The Ice was melting away, the closer he looked he saw a person was in that machine.

"Hold on a second, someone is in this machine." Price looked at the others. "We need to get 'em' outta this." They nodded to their Captain's orders, and so they waited. After five minutes the process ended and the machine made a piercing sound as the top opened. Price gripped onto it and opened it fully, and his eyes rested on Elvira. The Cold War hero.

"Is that who I think it is?" One said.

"Bloody hell it's the cold war hero!" Another soldier spoke in shock.

Price gently picked up Elvira, making sure he was gentle. Not wanting to harm her body anymore than it already is, her head rested against his shoulder. She seemed to be out cold for now. "She's the intel…" Price mused, staring down at her.

Elvira's eyes were still closed, all she had was fabrics to cover her chest and her lower half. Price found a blanket and he wrapped it securely around her body, their footsteps soon trotted down the halls. Price carried her bridal style to support her head.

The SAS soldiers stood front guarding the Captain and the Cold War Hero, they knew something was eventually bound to happen. They were practically trespassing. No doubt someone would be looking for her as well…

Elvira's eyes slowly fluttered open, the harsh brightness caused her to shut her eyes tightly once again. She felt that she was in someone's arms, after a short moment she opened her eyes again staring up at Price.

Was he an angel sent down from heaven? Was she dead? Was he taking her to purgatory, heaven or hell? She didn't know.

Price looked down to see Elvira awake, a gentle smile appeared on his features. Whispering to her. "It's okay… We're gonna get you out of here." He reassured her, trying not to scare her. He was unsure whether he could hear her or not.

Elvira's eyes closed again and Price held her close to his body, for a while her eyes were closed again. Her body was trying to recover, to make sense of everything.

Price and his men stepped out of the base. In the distance they saw soldiers patrolling, speaking in Russian to each other. 

"Shit! Perseus!" The Lieutenant cursed under his breath, they all hid behind the many rocks. Causing chaos would be fatal, especially to the girl. The men look at each other, unsure what to do next.

"We need to sneak around them. We can't risk injuring Elvira." Price spoke in a low gruffly voice, his men nodded in agreement. They observed Perseus' soldiers closely and before they knew it… They went into the abandoned CIA Bunker.

That was their signal to go back to their exfiltration point, right on the dot the Helicopter picked them up. Price went over and laid Elvira down on one of the chairs, one of the soldiers assisted him in setting up an IV for Elvira and running basic tests. 

"All seems fine… But how is she still semi conscious…" The medic muttered under his breath, watching Elvira finally fall asleep again.

"No idea… We need to wait until she's conscious enough so she could think, talk, maybe … She might be able to remember. For now. Let her rest." Price looked around his men, they nodded to his word and sat themselves down for the journey home back to England.

Elvira opened her eyes again in the Helicopter, still seeing Price again. She didn't know what was going on. "Are you an angel…? Am I dead…" She whispered.

"Trust me honey, I ain't no angel. You just rest… Okay?" Price's voice was soft, he placed a hand over her head to see if she had a temperature or not. "Jus' rest… We're gonna get you somewhere safe…"

The next time Elvira opened her eyes she was in a Hospital room, the wall completely white. She stared up at the Ceiling, the IV attached to her to still get some fluid. Alone in the room she took in her surroundings. 

Price was outside of the same room, leaning against the wall. Having a stern talk with Kate over the phone about their new "Intel."

"John, Intel on this was Redacted back in 81'." Kate argued back. "I didn't actually think she'd make it though... How that technology still managed to keep her alive without anyone there…" She exhaled the smoke from her lips, as she spoke to Price over the phone.

"Could've given a fair warning we was rescuin' a fuckin' legend. Had to reassure the poor girl that she wasn't dead, and that I wasn't some angel." Price huffed a little. "Surprised we made it out without being seen by Persues' men." 

"You were almost seen?" Kate perked up at what he said, which caused the two to bicker a little bit longer. Price getting his ear talked off more like it.

Elvira's mind was still trying to process everything, how she got here, what happened and everything else. She woke up from a nightmare, remembering what happened to her. She saw that she was in the hospital, the panic began to rise within her and she took the IV out of her and walked out of the room. Due to her not getting used to walking again, she stumbled to her knees.

Luckily Price wasn't all too far away, in fact he was leaning against the wall near her door. Hearing it open, Price titled his head a little and seeing her lose her balance he quickly caught her with his arm. Thanks to his quick reflexes, she didn't fall down. 

"Gotta go Laswell." Price quickly said and ended the call keeping his phone in his hand, while tending to Elvira. "Hey, hey… What happened, you okay?" Price's voice was soft and gentle. 

Elvira practically collapsed into Price's arms, her hand on his chest, she regained her balance a little. Taking a deep breath, she shook her head. "What happened to me? Where am I?" Her voice sounded panicked, tears were nearly forming in her eyes.

"It's okay… Here." Price guided her back to the room, his hand wrapped around her body, the other holding her hand for support as she stumbled back to her bed. Price watched her, just to make sure she didn't fall off the bed.

"My name is Captain John Price, at your service." Price introduced himself, he smiled softly. His dimples were visible upon his features.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Captain…" Elvira's voice was soft, and a little weak. It felt strange to speak. As if… She hasn't spoken in a long time. What is this feeling? 

"You're safe, you're in the hospital now." His voice was soft and reassuring to her. 

" Do you remember your name?" Price asked, it was a simple question but in Price's eyes it looked like Elvira was suffering from a little bit of Amnesia from what had happened to her. 

Elvira looked at Price when she heard the question, she took a moment to think about it before finally replying. "Elvira… Elvira Wolff."

Price nodded at her answer. "Good, at least you haven't forgotten your name … We found you in an abandoned building." He explained to her. "Do you recall being there?"

Elvira shook her head. "I don't recall being there… I don't remember…" Her mind felt fuzzy, it felt like something or whatever it was. Blocking her memories, not letting her think clearly or anything like that. 

"We found you cryogenically frozen." Price broke the news to her, he didn't want to sugar coat it either. The poor girl needed to know the seriousness of the situation. 

"What? Nein… Nein, that isn't true. It can't be." Elvira's widened slightly in shock, what did he mean cryogenically frozen? 

"Elvira? What year is it?" Price's voice was soft and gentle, his eyes had a soft touch to it. Gradually he moved his hand over to hers, to hold it for comfort. 

"1981?" Elvira replied confidently, surely nothing could've changed. Whatever happened to her, this could be all some horrible dream. 

"It's 2019 Elvira… You've been frozen for over thirty eight years, almost four decades." Price frowned, he knew he was expecting this. Which is why he would do his utmost to be there for her. 

Elvira felt her world falling apart from that moment, the tears welled up in her eyes. "I… I don't understand…" She trembled, tears ran down her eyes.

Price reassured her, his other hand rubbed her arm gently. Hearing her cry and sniffle through the tears broke him, he didn't want to hug her not knowing if that's what she actually wanted or not. He preferred to play it safe.

"I'll be there with you, with every step of the way. You won't be alone in this." Price reassured Elvira, it was all she needed now. 

"Why… Why can't I remember anything…" Elvira cried to Price. "All I can remember is my name… Just my name…" Her hand was shaking slightly, her emotions were at an all time high.

"The damage that you suffered… It lead you to being put in that coma…" Price rubbed her arm gently. "It puts your brain on hold, in order to protect you mentally…" He explained.

"I know this is scary… In time, your memories will come back to you. You just got to give it time. Okay?" Price knew if he couldn't try to calm her down, she could put herself into a panic attack. He didn't want that, nor did he want a nurse coming in to sedate her with medications.

"Can I hug you?" Price asked, he wanted to make sure if she felt comfortable in allowing him to hug her.

Elvira couldn't stop crying, her emotions were all over the place. Nothing made sense, everything looked strange, everything smells weird, even the air around her felt like it was going to crush her. She tried to breathe in and out calmly, though hearing Price speak…

Can I hug you?

Elvira didn't need to say anything, she slowly nodded to his words. Soon she felt his arms wrap around her, gently being pulled towards his body. It was so warm… She gradually wrapped her arms around him too, Price rubber her back slightly as she cried. Keeping her in his arms.

"No matter what happens… I'll be there with you, every day, everyday night… No matter how long it takes." Price whispered in her ear.

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Idia Shroud Series PART 1 :

A/N : reader for this series is female (I originally wanted it to be gender neutral but I don't like to imagine men giving birth so- I'm really sorry), this is an apology series due to my tardiness with the dragon!yuu fic. I hope you enjoy this first part because more is to come soon.

[Name] [L/N] is a victim of a severe case of overblot, this unfortunate event had been inflicted onto her when she was still very young. After the worst had stopped, she was sent to S.T.Y.X to recover. However, the blot created by an unknown source of magic had accumulated itself into her vital organs including, her heart. This created a black tumor in the center of her chest, vein-like black stripes on her arms and legs. The white sclera of her [E/C] eyes became as dark as night, giving them a monstrous gaze despite her gentle nature.

After countless surgeries and operations, the S.T.Y.X foundation’s best scientists were able to put her blot in a stable state.

Ever since that day, she has never once left the Island of Woe. Being considered far too dangerous/unstable for a ‘normal’ life in society. Or at least it was what she was told. Her so called parents never even bothered to visit their child, they were far too 'busy' to visit a monster.

If her life could be laid out on a schedule, then all there could be is examinations and surgeries to improve her health, she was also provided with education here and there but...that was it. The tumor of blot found in the center of her chest were to be removed, [name] would die. The use of magic for her was fatal as it would burn her life even quicker than it was already fading...

“The results have gotten a lot clearer since the last test run ! We’ll finally be able to stabilize her condition for president Shroud.” One of the staff members spoke through the glass room you were sitting in, everything was blindingly white, quiet and cold. The only noise that could be heard were the beeping of your heart monitor, the sound of your slow breathing and the muffled speech of the doctors.

Eyes closed, you patiently listened to every piece of information you could hear. They never realized, but you could hear everything they were saying. Most of their jobs were to keep you calm and away from a possible dysfunction which included the many causes of overblotting : great emotional stress, like despair, fear and doubt.

Following your arrival in this, in a way ‘hospital’, the cases of dysfunction were small but never zero as you were one to cause most of these calamitous incidents. One trigger…And the lab you had your stay in would be destroyed in an instant. 

81 examinations, 67 surgeries and 9 years have passed since your arrival. Regardless of your condition, this ‘shroud’ has been one of the many names you’ve heard but the one that was used rather frequently.

‘For president Shroud ?’, ‘tell president shroud’, ‘the shroud family’, on and on this name was repeatedly said by the staff. Though it strangely never made you sick nor did it bother you, instead, you were curious.

Who was this person ? Or who were they ?

You slowly opened your eyes, once a random staff member immediately noticed and alerted the rest of them. “[L/N] has woken up ! everyone at your post at once, her mood must not be disturbed.”

Mmh…It wasn't like you were able to destroy the place this time anyway..they learn quickly when it comes to catastrophes... 

“It has been 4 years since her last malfunction, sir. I doubt her behavior is any different than before.” A lady’s voice resonated to your right side.

“We can never be too careful…she's practically inhuman at this point, the fact that her choice of action has always been unpredictable, it makes the situation twice as dangerous…” Another man responded to the women's statement almost instantly. 

"Although I ignore why his parents chose her of all people, but despite all of our doubts we must stabilizes [L/N] as soon as possible."

“Afterall, they are to become the bride of our future commander. Idia shroud.”

Part 2 can be found here and part 3 on its way.

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