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angelfrombeneth · 4 months

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LET ME BE THE JUDGE OF THAT - T . NOTT

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Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Enzo are best friend, you have a bi-weekly gossip session at the astronomy tower during your bi-weekly smoke break. During said gossip, Enzo drops some juicy goss about a certain slytherin boy and how he's 'packing', iygwim ;)

Warnings: SMUT, Switch Theo and Reader, Mentions of Smoking, Graphic descriptions of sex, Slight Male!Receiving Oral, Squirting

A/N: I apologise for any spelling mistakes or slightly off sentences. I did proof read but I am dyslexic with acrylics on so my spelling gets progressively worse.

Theodore Nott. The man he was. He was one of your friends, he was in the group of the original slytherins from day dot. You always harboured something towards him - you just didn't know if it was feelings or pure lust. The man was an absolute pantie dropper. He just got even hotter with puberty.

Though he wasn't as much as a whore as Mattheo, he definitely stuck his dick in a few things (stupid bitches). There were many rumours about him but no one knew it was real, no one kiss and told with him. For all you knew he could've been an absolute virgin. But one of the rumours was true, Enzo mentioned over your bi-weekly free period cig break in the Astronomy tower.

"Oh! I've got some goss for you" Enzo chuckled as he pointed his slender fingers at you. His cigarette perfectly slotted inbetween his index and middle.

"What?" You looked over at him intruiged, as you stayed sat against the railing of the tower, your feet dangling over the old cobble below.

"Theo" He smirked. If you were a dog your ears would've perked up. The way your body instantly sat up straight away as you looked over at him more alert than ever. Your hand paused infront of you, the cig butt burning out. "Its big" He winked.

"Oh fuck off 'Zo" You took a puff from your cig, letting it hit your throat before exhaling. "You're full of shit, I'm not sitting here and listening to you bullshit another stupid 'Big Dick of Hogwarts' again. Do you know I actually got with Adrien just to fucking see" You rolled your eyes.

Enzo laughed "Did you actually?!"

You nodded as you inhaled the smoke from your cigarette, flicking the end as ash fell from the tip. "Well embarassing too, was so turned off at the.. what 3 inches I had to work with, just walked out" You groaned.

Enzo snickered but collected himself. "I'm serious though, it's literally huge. He sent a picture to the lads groupchat-"

"Why?" You cut him off

"We wanted to compare dick sizes so we measure it against our DADA text books" Enzo shrugged.

"You lot are fucking stupid..." You shook your head. "But.. out of interest where abouts was it? Would you say centered with the authors name in the centre or? I know the book is 15 inches tall" You spoke, putting out your cig on the metal bar.

"Jesus fucking Christ you are a freak" Enzo laughed putting out his cigarette beside yours. "But it was to the title lettering"

You stood up in shock. "You're saying Theodore Nott has a 9 inch penis.."

"How do you know the size- Wait I'll just show you" He pulled his phone out of his pocket, pulling up the groupchat and showing you the picture. Now with Enzo, if you couldn't guess it by now, he was the male gay of the group - him and Pans representing the rainbow together. You all thought it would be Blaise he turns out he ended up hitting it off well with Luna Lovegood.

"No.. fucking way" You gripped the muggle phone as you stared at the picture. "This makes me want to fuck Theo even more 'Zo. I've been toying with the idea but fuck this solidifies it"

Enzo laughs "Well he's been having a 'dry spell at the moment' said he can't get it up because of an 'inconsistency' he said but he won't tell anyone. Sounds like he's seen something that'll only make him hard".

"Inconsistency? Pfft, I'll be the judge of that" You smirked.

"Oh I bet you will" He snickered.

"Jesus, this cig break was crazy" You laughed, giving Enzo his phone back and the two of you walked down the steps of the tower.

"I'll update you if I hear anything more from Mr 9 inches" Enzo winks.

You shook your head bidding him a goodbye.

Later that day, You made your way into the dungeons, walking to Enzo's dorm to tell him about the crazy fight between Astoria and a random Ravenclaw over Draco.

"Zo you'll never fucking believe it. Astoria ate shit today and got her ass handed to by a Raven...claw-" You flung open the door, looking up and locking eyes to chest with a very naked, towel covered sadly, Theo.

"My eyes are up here bella" He smirked.

You gawked at him, shocked to see him, especially how chiseled he was... as your mouth practically salivated at the sight of him.

"Bella?" Theo chuckled at your frozen figure.

"Respectfully Theo, I've always found you so fucking hot. But now I'm going to have to definitely suck you off" You smirked up at him.

He snickered as he gazed at you. His tongue running across his bottom lip before biting it. "You really dont play around... Come on then"

You slammed the door behind you as you lunged yourself at Theo, crashing your lips onto his. His hands roaming your body as your slid from his shoulders to his damp chest. Your fingers working through the crevasses slowly.

"My.. my.. So eager" He laughed as you pushed him back against a bed while yanking at the towel watching as he caught himself with his hands on the bed, sitting up as he supported himself completely naked.

You bit your lip as you dropped to your knees. "Fuck.. Enzo wasn't lying" You placed your hands on his thighs.

"What?" Theo froze.

"Enzo showed me your dick pic.. Its even bigger in person though" You bit your lip.

"Fucking Enzo.. So you saw my cock and now wanna suck it because of a picture?"

"Yeah pretty much" You licked a stripe up the base of his shafts to the tip as you peered up at him smirking as he let out a shaky gasp.

"You are a weird one Y/N.. Now hurry up before I fuck your face with it" He groaned slightly agitated at being teased.

"He also said about your inconsistency to get it up Nott.. you seem to not be having an issue" You smirked as you took his length into your hands as you jerked him off slightly as you kissed up his pelvis.

"Don't act so suprised bella.. We both know it was because of you and that cheeky thong of yours. Why'd you think that was OK?" Theo sighed as he bit his lip peering down at you.

"Me?" You questioned.

You peered outside your door, looking left and right before slithering out. You really wanted to grab some water from the kitchen but it was so late and you couldn't be asked to wait till breakfast.

You snuck out the common room, running down to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water but also stealing a few biscuits while you were at it.

You had successfully made it back to the common room, slowly walking down the stairs before turning to walk up the stairs to your dorm. You felt a presence near you but you, looked around and saw no one. So you shrugged it off.

Third POV

"Fuck-" Theo hissed as he flicked his cigarette out the window as he stared at your figure stood at the end of the stairs.

The way you stood in your little black knee high socks, paired with an absolute ravishing black lace thong - leaving nothing to Theo's imagination. Not only that, a tiny crop top with underboov practically spilling out. Theodore was spoilt by this view. He noticed you didn't notice him as you crept back upstairs. The growing tent in his joggers as he stood up to readjust but ending up moaning at the slight friction of the fabric.

What you didn't know, is that night Theo went and jacked off 6 times thinking about you. He'd never came so much, let alone been so weak for anyone. You were all he could think about for weeks. Even when he came to the situation of fucking a random ass Ravenclaw after a party, he couldn't get it up. It wasn't until he thought about that night. You. He could. He ended up ploughing the fuck out of that poor Ravenclaw imaging the girl was you. After that he vowed to celibacy until he could get his hands on you.

"What are you talking about" You laughed as you kitten licked his tip, staring up at him as he fought back his moans. His fists whitening as he clenched then tightly.

"I.. saw you" He gulped, submitting and sitting on the bed as you shuffled closer. "Two weeks ago- You went somewhere I don't fucking know. But you were in a tiny fucking thong and- there was just so much boob and ass.." You tilted your head as you stared at him. "Y/N- I fucked my shit so hard- I fucked a random bitch- I nearly fucking moaned your name" He was pratically begging for you at this point.

You stood up, straddling his hips as you smirked at him, caressing his cheek. "I'm flattered Nott, if you wanted to fuck me you should've just asked" You bit your lip.

"God- S'bad.. I want you so bad Y/N" He pratically whimpered as his cock twitches up against your thigh.

"Who knew Theodore Nott was a begger.. especially with all this" You chuckled, running your hand up his whole length. You lifted your thong to the side as you lined up his dick with your entrance as you slowly sank down on it. Sighing softly as the poor boy whimpered under you.

"Good boy" You cooed, ruffling his hair as you slowly rocked your hips back and forth, biting your lip at the feeling of his dick moving inside of you, hitting your G-spot every. fucking. time.

"I fucking hate.. how weak you make me" He whines, a soft pout upon his lips as his hands grasp at your clothed breasts through your uniform.

You capture his lips, kissing him softly, speaking between the breaths- "You're so.. fucking.. hot.." You sighed as you arched your back, throwing your head back as you gripped his shoulders as you sped up the pace as you rode him. Your hips buckling against his chest as you left out soft whines and moans. Supporting yourself by your arms but you were growing weak. As much as it was hot to see a submissive Theodore, his dick was perfectly hitting your G-spot every fucking time that you were crumbling.

You threw your head forward, looking at Theo as you panted, your mouth open agape as you stared down at him. Lust in your eyes. "Ruin me Nott" you gagged out.

It was like a code word or something. In that moment, Theo pulled out and flipped you over. Ripping off your uniform but leaving your tie on. Slapping your ass harshly as he theusted his dick back into you, tugging on your tie, choking you slightly as he began to piston into you from behind. You gasped, a moan catching in your throat as your head leaned back slightly at the tug of the tie as you felt Theo's hand grip at your neck tightly as you gasped.

"Good girl.. Be good for me.. principessa" He whispered lowly as he let go of your tie, wrapping an arm around your waist as he yanked you up, leaning your back against his chest. You moaned lightly, gritting your teeth as his dick absolutely crushed your insides. His lips upon your neck, biting and sucking on the skin, as his free hand gripped your left breast.

"Fuck!" You whined out as you gasped. The overwhelming feeling of his dick and his touch was driving you insane. "I'm co-" You screamed out as he sped up his thrusts. You gripped his thighs, digging your nails into them as you screamed out. Your eyes rolling back as you let out a low groan as you came harshly against his dick.

Theo let go of you, letting you fall forward against the bed as you panted heavily, breath shaky as you gripped at the sheets below you. His dick still in you as he stared down at your twitching body.

"I'm not done yet, amore mio" He smirked, slapping your ass as he pulled out. Flipping you over as he leaned over kissing you softly. Your arms snaked around his neck, pulling his closer as you sucked on tongue as he gasped feeling him enter you once again.

"Theo- I don't think I can take anymore" You panted, giggling softly, slightly scared.

"You will" He smiled at you, kissing your cheek as he slowly dragged himself in and out of you. "I need to cum too, and you need to come atleast 2 more times" He winked.

His lips captured yours as he kissed you passionately. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your hand finding it's way through his curls as you tugged on them with each pummel into your G-spot. Theo definitely knew how to use all inches of his deadly weapon. You did question why you left it so long.

He pulled away, peppering kisses down your jaw, neck and collarbone, nibbling and sucking lightly occasionally scattering hickies and marks. "So. Beautiful" He growled as he grit his teeth. His grip on the headboard directly above you tightened as he thrusted harder onto you.

"T-Theo" you yelped, scratching down his back harshly with your sharp acrylics. Gasping as he cocked his leg up slightly hitting into you at a tilted angle driving you insane.

"Doing so good, darling. You look so beautiful" He pecked your lips as his grip tightened on his bed frame, thrusting faster as the bed below the pair of you began to creak with each movement. "Good girl.. You are doing so well" He kissed your cheek softly as you let out a soft string of moans.

Your eyes rolled back slightly as your panting became erratic, your toes curling as you shrieked, digging your nails further into his back. "Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuck- I'm cumming!" You screamed out as you arched your back, your legs twitching as Theo continued to relentlessly pound into you, showing no remorse for your sensitive state. You yelped loudly, throwing your head forward, locking eyes with him as the knot harshly unwrapped in your stomach as you came harshly against him. He continues to fuck you through your high causing you to squirt. Everywhere.

You threw your head back, squinting your eyes as you gritted your teeth whining as your hands fell from his back to the sheets as you fisted them. It took you a moment to come round, you were seeing white during your high. You noticed Theo slow down, but still continuing to slowly pump into you. You felt his hand caress your cheek as he chuckled softly.

"You alright bella? Thought I lost you there" He smirked softly as he kissed your forehead.

You looked up at him, panting softly, pulling his neck as you placed a soft kiss on his lips. "You're going to kill me Nott.. How have you still not came-" You groaned.

He laughed, hooking his arms under your thighs, he lifted you up causing you to shriek. The boy stood up, lowering you once against fully on his length. His hands gripping your ass as he thrusted into you. Your body recoiling against him as your skin slapped harshly against his.

"Fuck- There-" You gulped biting your lip as your hands gripped his shoulders.

"Love making you feel good.. I could make you cum all day, I don't care if i do too" You groaned, his jaw tensing as you noticed his dick twitch inside of you. He walked across the room, your body rebounding every thrust back into him as you whimpered lowly. He pushed you up against the door, his pace quickening once he leant u against it.

"Fuck yes! You're so tight for me bella, just for me-" He moaned softly into your ear as his face buried into your neck. Soft whimpers leaving his lips turning you on even more. Your hips bucked against him as you tightened your core as you began to lift yourself to bounce up and down. Soft moans leaving your lips as he bit at your neck, whining into your skin.

"M'close!-" He yelped, gulping as he kissed your roughly. You pulled him as close as you could as he continued to plough into you against the door. The pair of you gaining closer and closr to your releases. His thrusts progressively becoming more erratic.

Suddenly, Theo halted before he drop you to your feet, pulling out as you gasped at the sudden lack of pleasure. He pulls you to the bed again, pushing you face first down as he climbed ontop of you. You had no time to compute what was going on or question him. It all happened so fast. His legs eitherside yours trapping you down as he slaps your ass. A soft yelp leaving your lips as he spread your ass and thighs with his hand as he pushed back in. The boy was fucking mounting you like a horse.

He kisses your shoulder messily as he bites down on it, his thrusts becoming messy as you gripped at the sheets again. "Tell me if your- uncomftable" He groaned in your ear. His thrusts growing messier and messier as he sped up. His poor bed frame screaming for a break, constant creaking and slamming against the wall as you both moaned. You were worried for the dorm next door, the pair of you didn't think of a silencing charm.

His whimpering driving you over the edge as you screamed into the pillow. Theo knew you were close, he could feel it as you tightened around him.

The boy chased for his high along with you. You both letting out some rather unattractive groans and whines as you drew close together.

"Sei cosi' sexy" (You're so sexy) He groaned, nibbling at your shoulder as he continued to whimper softly in your ear. His pants become erratic as he continued to thrust into you, at a wildly animalistic pace. "Mio, tu sei mio..~" (Mine, you are mine..~) he whined out, pushing your hair aside as he sucked at your neck. His pants becoming gasps as his dick twitched inside of you. You had no clue what he was saying, but his Italian accent was making you even more wet.

"FUCK!-" you screamed as you sobbed into the pillow, biting the plush object as you harshly came against his thrusts as he sped up one last time, before delving deep inside of you, practically burying himself and his cum deep inside of you.

"Porca puttana, cosi' stretto! Tutto mio. Ti amo, cazzo-" (Holy shit, so tight! All mine. I fucking love you-) He groaned as he held himself above you, his arms shaking as he panted heavily. "Holy fuck.." He collected himself before pulling out and crashing beside you, pushing his hair out of his face.

The pair of you had a few minutes of silence, panting heavily and collecting yourself together.

You lifted your hair out of the pillow as you turned to look at his fucked out face beside you. You let out a soft snicker as you moved to cuddle him, putting your head on his chest.

Theo didn't know you knew a bit of Italian not much, but enough to know he just professed his love for you.

"Ti amo" You smiled up at him. His face shot to you, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed.

"You understood?-" He gulped.

"Only slightly but, I love you too Theo" You kissed his cheek.

He shook his head, laying a soft kiss on your lips.

The two of you cuddled a bit longer before you retreated to the shower where you went another round. You don't know how you did it. Your legs certainly hate you at this point. He decided to leave some nasty bite marks and hickies on your thighs. He even drew blood a few times but that's something the two of you can toy with later...

Later you stumbled down the stairs in one of Theo's tshirts. Your hair very messy and skin peppered in hickies and bites from neck to thigh. Theo followed behind you.

You noticed your friends sat upon the couches in the common room.

You looked to Enzo "Can confirm it is definitely 9 inches" You both laughed as your friends look at you confused.

"Who-" Draco questioned before gasps came from them all as Theo walked downstairs, covered in scratch marks, bites and hickies as he stood behind you ruffling his hair in just his trackies.

"Oh my god" Pansy gawked.

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ashhh-14 · 16 days

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"Why's there only one bed?!"

part 2

Part 1

Featuring - Dan heng, Gepard, Jing yuan & Blade

Info- '......' meaning short timeskip

A/n- yes I'm not dead pfft. The idea was given by @tigerpriestess when i posted the first piece, i started writing this one when i read the suggestion cuz it was intriguing but my writer's block hit like a truck so yeahhh, finally here's the part 2. Happy reading!

Dated : April 15, 2024

It's been a week since Dan Heng's brain was in a frenzy. The night you two shared one bed together, how you held his hand, your soft skin against his cheek, how you kept him company when he was restless. But... Why are you acting like nothing even happened from the very next morning? Was he overthinking everything? Was that night's events a mere act of care and nothing more?

You poured yourself a cup of coffee, sleep evident in your actions since you didn't wake up too long ago. Turning around to head back to your room, you bumped into something firm. You stumbled back a little, only for an arm to wrap around your waist preventing your fall. You looked up, eyes coming in contact with those beautiful orbs you love looking into, "Dan Heng?" You were unable to read his face as your breath hitched at his intense stare, his feet moving forward, backing you up against the counter as you found yourself in an inescapable position," What-What's wrong?" He started leaning closer, the grip you had against the mug slowly loosening the more he leaned in.

"Why are you acting like nothing happened?" A confused expression took over your features as you looked up at him, only making you two even closer, barely an inch of space separating you two.

"Tell me (Y/n). Was what you did that night, was it really just out of care? Do you really not feel anything for me? For us?" His expression remained unchanged but on the inside, he was anxious. Anxious on what you'd say, anxious that he'd lose you to this situation, to these feelings. Your breath halted, mind processing his words. Does that mean he feels...? You thought he was a man incapable of these feelings, always wanting to stay closed off from the world then....

"I do, I feel a lot more for you than you can imagine." Your voice was only able to come out as a whisper as you saw his eyes light up, his arms pulling you closer against him as the mug slipped off your hand, crashing against the floor but that didn't stop him from leaning closer, your lips about to graze each other when, "How dare you two break pom pom's favourite mug!!"

Your eyes scanning the fabric of clothing from a new shop opened in Belobog, heavy footsteps entering the shop took your attention away.

'Oh no it's him again.'

As quickly as you can, you paid for the stuff you've already selected and scurried out the shop. Your hurried actions not going unnoticed by the captain of silvermane guards. 'Tenth time now this month.' His jaw clenched.

............

You made your way to the front door of your house as you heard the bell ring, peeping into the peephole to check who it was, you lightly gasped to yourself as you saw the captain of Silvermane guards. Your mind scrambled on what to do as voice from the other end of the door spoke.

"Don't even try this time. I'm not leaving until I talk to you."

You bit your lip in contemplation, releasing a deep sigh as you twisted your wrist, opening the door. You didn't dare meet his eyes as you walked inside, hearing the front door click shut behind you.

"Do you want some water?" You spoke aimlessly in a futile attempt to reduce his stare on you. Moving along the kitchen island you went to grab a bottle of water when you found yourself trapped inbetween the counter and a firm Chest. The hand that was stretched outward for the water came back infront of you, two much larger hands intertwining with back of yours and pressing both of them on the counter as if to make sure you won't run away again.

"Gepard..." Your voice came out meekly. You knew what this was about. You exactly knew but you didn't want to address it. It would ruin a lot of things, and you weren't willing to risk that.

"Why're you doing this?" Gepard's voice came out as a mere whisper, as if all the resolve from earlier broke. Releasing one of your hands he circled it around your waist, pulling you against him tight. As if it was a way of reminding both you and him why exactly was he here. You sucked in a sharp breath.

"Why do you keep avoiding me? Why are you so adamant on running away and not give us a chance to even talk about it."

You closed your eyes releasing a soft sigh. "There's really no point in talking about that Gep. It's futile. Plus you're my bestfriend's-"

"God woman she knows that I like you." Your breath got caught in your throat as you let his words sink in. "What..."

If it was possible, he pressed you even more against himself, nodding against your shoulder. "So will you just stop running away?" His voice had a certain edge to it that you couldn't quite pin point.

You looked back over your shoulder just as he leaned down, his lips pressing against the corner of yours.

"When are you planning on talking to him?" Asked Lady Fu as she stirred sugar into her tea cup.

The divination commission's weather was pleasant today. A gentle breeze soothing the skin but it did nothing to soothe your aching heart.

"I honestly don't know" you said, distracted by how the birds are flying overhead.

"You'll have to talk to him eventually. You can't keep on avoiding him. He might look aloof but he noticed it the very first time you sent another cloudknight to give him the reports which you usually do yourself." She took a sip of her tea.

"I'm just trying to delay it as much as I can. I can't find it in me to face it just yet." You sighed.

...........

"Long time no see Admiral" A soft yet firm voice spoke, head tilting sideways to look at you.

"Yes General." You nodded in agreement, climbing the stairs up to his chair, placing the stack of papers in front of him from the recent report on the stelleron.

"So...Was there any particular reason you asked of me today?" You stated slowly, trying to scan his face for what he's thinking but you should have known better.

His laugh echoed through the room, making your heart flutter. "I just wish to catch up. It's almost break. Mind joining me for a walk?"

.......

Cutting the walk short as Jing yuan took a seat beneath a tree, you stared at him, raising an eyebrow. "General?"

He chuckled.

"This is usually my nap time, forgive me for the tardiness. Why don't you join? I assure I won't be keeping you long." His voice spoke, extending a hand towards you.

You looked at it a little hesitant. You remember the last time you let him get too close to you. You're still having a hard time trying to forget those memories.

You took it after a moment of contemplation, stepping a foot forward when the world spun and you found yourself on Jing yuan's lap.

Your eyes widened a fraction, looking up at the said man as he slipped an arm around your waist. His other hand came up to trace your face as he stared intently in your eyes. Not able to take his gaze any longer you looked away.

Your name fell from his lips like a symphony and you found yourself looking at him again, your heart having a hard time assessing the situation as you placed a cautious hand to his chest, as if to create some sort of space between you two.

"There's no reason for you to run away." His tone dropping a note softer, his thumb traced over your bottom lip.

Your breath shuddered and you risked whispering "Please don't give me false hope."

"I'm not." Was all he said before he bent down and placed his lips against yours.

It was just another night as you strolled the streets of Luofu. The wind was nice today, you thought as you suddenly felt a presence behind you. You didn't need to look back to see who it was. "Done with the work already Blade?" You mused looking up at the said male from corner of your eye as he fell in step beside you.

"Well what do you think smartass?" He said with a raised eyebrow, a smirk threatening to break on his lips.

"A simple 'yes' would have been much more appreciated." Turning your face, you narrowed your eyes at him.

With that you both took off in a run, jumping off the ridge and down into the abyss as you were pulled against blade. "Can't have you hurting now can we?"

.........

You sucked in a sharp breath as Blade tightened up the bandage around your arm.

"Why the hell did you go on the mission that was assigned to both of us." It was more of a statement than a question as you scanned his features while his eyes were fixated on wrapping up your wounds.

"I needed to clear my head" And that was enough for him to snap his gaze up towards you, his jaw clenching further as if challenging you to saying something more.

It was partially the truth. You wanted to clear your head, but you omitted the part that you wanted to clear your hear off him. The light-hearted banter you both rejoiced in usually has been turning your heart ablaze recently, and you were certainly not going to let it do that.

In the next instant you found yourself sprawled against the bed, your back hitting it with a soft thud as you found Blade on top of you. "Do not test my patience." His voice was low and threatening as you averted your gaze, brows furrowing as your eyes fell on the chain encircling his neck. You reached a hand up, tracing the silver chain as you felt the engraved words around your finger tips.

He made no movements to push you away as you hesitantly looked at him. To any other it would have looked like Blade's normal poker face but you knew better.

Propping yourself up on one elbow the other pulled him down as you crashed your lips against his.

Him wearing your name was all you needed to know.

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twinkbusted · 8 months

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untitled- simon petrikov x reader

(just a very indulgent oneshot i wrote... i hope ygs enjoy! [btw y/n is NOT excusing simon's behavior at the end im sorry if i didn't make that clear] also pls excuse all grammatical errors... i wrote this in a few hours)

warnings ! - making out and sexual implications

rating - tv-14

It was early in the morning, when he left. At first you assumed he had simply left for work, but something felt off when you woke up. Half of the blanket was sprawled across the floor, Simon’s uniform was still neatly folded on the desk, and most alarmingly, there was a note on top of it.

“No, no, NO.” you stammered, dragging your fingers through your hair. You didn’t have to read it to know what it said. He was going to leave you again and he wasn’t going to come back. You hurriedly threw on a robe and slippers, not bothering on finding a proper outfit. You dashed out the door, shoveling your way through crowds and crowds of people.

“To Ooo?” The sailor asked, eyes wide. You didn’t have time for questions. You needed to find him now, before it was too late. “Yes. Immediately.” The sailor nodded, and started vigorously rowing. You knew you were being difficult; and possibly a bit entitled, but something like this couldn’t wait. You needed him to stay away from that thing.

“Thank you!” you said, scurrying out of the boat and into the woods. You didn’t know why you always tried to run after him. Deep down, you wondered if it’d be better if you just left, let him deal with himself. It was getting kind of tiring, like playing a never-ending game. You were not amused by it.

However, time and time again you still found yourself helplessly in love with him. It was probably foolish at this point, but he was always gentle; sweet. You just hated to see him like this; so upset. You would do anything to see him happy again.

After about ten minutes or so of running, you were surprised to see him sitting on a log, staring down at the ground. Taking a second to catch your breath, you slowly started walking towards him, still bearing in mind that he could still be thinking about taking the crown.

Your plan failed, Simon perked up immediately as he heard a branch break. “Y/n?” Simon asked, confused. You sighed, and picked up your pace, stopping about arm’s-length from him. You forced yourself to relax and hear him out, but it was hard to not look a little angry.

“What are you doing out here, Simon?” you asked, your voice softer than expected. He was silent for a second, scratching his head nervously. “I don’t know anymore. I’ve just been… so out of it lately.” Simon clasped his hands together, avoiding eye contact. You put your hand out for a moment, before taking it back.

“Were you thinking about taking the crown?” you whispered, hands clenched into fists. Simon’s head sank lower, his glasses hanging lopsidedly off his face. “Yes,” he admitted. “I thought it would make everything better again. But… I didn’t want you to go through that, not again.”

Your fists loosened up a little, it wasn’t perfect, but it was definitely a start. You adjusted your robe, and sat next to Simon. “Thank you for being honest with me.” You said, reaching for his hand. Simon turned around, giving you a weak smile. You laughed, and leaned in for a kiss.

In that moment, everything was perfect. Your hands fluttered at Simon’s waist, and his hand was around your neck, the other cusping your face. Simon’s tongue settled in your mouth, and your lip was inbetween his teeth. You found yourself pinning him to the log, moving up and down on his mouth, holding your breath like you’d drown.

Eventually, you both pulled back, gasping for air. You were both too tired to take it any further, and Simon peppered your cheek with soft kisses. You were grinning helplessly, staring lovingly into Simon’s eyes. He brushed your face, before resting his head on your shoulder.

Yes, it was definitely a start.

#twinkbusted #simon petrikov #simon petrikov x reader #hurt/comfort #ygs are sorting out your issues #reader is gender neutral #im so normal about this man #i love old men #what was the last tag whatttt

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ind1c0lite · 9 months

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(Basic context is that AU of Duel Desinties where the phantom impersonates Phoenix to get him found guilty of Clay's murder, I talk more under the cut abt it jkhlj)

-Basically meant to be a parallel to turnabout trump, cause if you can have ONE boss get found guilty of murder, why not a second one?

-OK basically: everything in DD happens normally until like- a day before clays murder, Phoenix gets yoinked by the phantom somehow (he is still alive, just being held captive), Phantom is still Fulbright, but they've decided to be silly goofy (target Phoenix and get him found guilty of murder, escape police custody and then murder phoenix and make it seem like Phoenix accidentally died while on the run, thats why they didn't kill phoenix right away unlike the real Fulbright) there is an imposter amo-

-I dont have the logistics as to how this affects solving Metis's murder, and how it effects what evidence is used n whatnot and turnabout for tomorrow as a whole, so im just going nuts HGJKHLJ

-Originally I was actually imagining this taking place during turnabout for tomorrow and I wanted that case to be apollo v klavier instead of phoenix and edgeworth and thats why klav is in here instead of Simon (I decided that Simon got badly injured and couldn't stand in court for the retrial, so klavier was asked to step in)

-The courtroom bombing still happens the same way it does normally, but Apollo decides to take up the case again instead of taking a leave, instead of like, you know, healing from the traumatic event that just happened, turnabout countdown still happens as well

-Apollo and Athena do not find out about the phantom's existence until well after this trial, so they have no idea that Phoenix could've possibly been replaced, though simon, after hearing about the trial, might be suspicious about whether or not that was the real Phoenix

-The Phantom had been not only keeping an eye on Simon for a while, but was also stalking Phoenix and Edgeworth after they both started looking into UR-1, so they were able to impersonate phoenix so well that not even his own daughter thought that anything was up (though while Trucy did find him a *little* bit off, but she figured that it might've been the bombing that caused him to act ever so slightly weird, so she didn't pay much mind to it until she heard about his confession in court and realized it might've been because he possibly, ya know, killed someone)

-it's pretty much just switching Athena being framed for murder with Phoenix, and instead of the trial ending on a cliffhanger, it continues on (probably with Klavier insisting on it) ending with soloman being found innocent and Phoenix being declared guilty

-There's a couple days inbetween the end of the cosmic turnabout and the start of turnabout for tomorrow, so Athena, Apollo and Trucy all get a little bit to process the fact that "oh god my boss/my dad killed someone" (simons execution date is pushed back a bit in this au) and they probably get to talk with Klavier and eventually a lil bit with Simon after he gets out

-Im not sure how it all winds down in turnabout for tomorrow (Phoenix escaping and being at large is basically the perfect cover for the phantom to resume being fulbright for that trial) but they do eventually realize that the phoenix who confessed wasn't the real one and now there's a search on going to find out where the real one is being held captive, hes fineeee just ready to take a week long nap and a good vacation (along with every other waa member)

-I dont have anything else to add on rn but if you want to add something or just throw in a scenario feel free to!! this idea has been bouncing around my head for like a month now and Im very happy to finally show yall it

#ace attorney #ace attorney dual destinies #apollo justice #athena cykes #klavier gavin #phoenix wright #copycat au #indys art #apollo faints like- 0.5 seconds after the verdict is called which is very understandable #Apollo and Athenas horrible no good very bad court trial #and klavier isn't fairing any better tbh HJGKHL #no one is doing well at all and it gets worse before it gets better hjgkhl #Im both very excited but also TERRIFED posting this #I rarely try to actually write actual serious dialogue for characters cause im not a writer-so im hoping it's like- halfway decent HGJKH #I may be anxious as hell but Im going to be very brave and post this instead of- not doing that HJGKHL #I also tried to push myself a bit with this one so I included more panels to work on and coloured it #I like how it came out though!!#I hope u enjoy <3 #also if something doesn't make sense blame it on the fact that I wrote the caption and these tags at like 2:30 am

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streaminn · 8 months

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Wait

Addition to the blanket au

What if

The nightshades are aware that Wednesday is dating someone? The bruises that line her throat is obvious and it wasn't like Wednesday was trying to hide it.

Even when asked, Wednesday didn't blink. "yes, I do have a paramour."

It makes them think at times, what kind of person is Wednesday Addams dating?

A serial killer? One offers and the others ooo's and aaa's in agreement before hoping that wasn't the case

A mobster! Another says and yoko thinks of someone with tattoos immediately. It could be her thing

Arranged marriage? Someone conspiring whispers. It got shot down real quick because wednesday didn't have a ring and they're damn sure Wednesday would go all black widow on them

Anyways, there were rumors and gossip between the group of who Wednesday's paramour was but the moment they met her elusive blanket monster of a roommate, their thoughts got occupied

But a few weeks have passed and the shock of a growling blanket isn't so startling, the group talked about what Enid did for a living

As they tossed ideas around, they can't help but realize that wait a sec

.. These are the same assumptions they've made for wednesday secret lover

Are they perhaps one in the same!?? I mean, it'd make sense. With how easily Wednesday slips into covered arms and didn't seem so bothered at the bigger woman's touch.

They're dating!!!

But still, it didn't stop them from wondering just what did Enid do

They never did get an answer, until a black supercar waited outside of their campus gate. There were a few other students waiting sround, some even taking pictures but it isn't until Wednesday (and in turn the nightshades) was sighted does a door open and a blond with squared sunglasses step out.

Oh god, who was she? A model?

Their eyes draw to the scars on her cheek and that thought went elsewhere. Maybe a bodyguard? They know that Wednesday was rich but rich enough to need a bodyguard?

Or maybe, they hoped with anticipating eyesm, this was Enid?

Like she's sure that blond hair was similar to the mop hidden under layers of cloth. It was hard to know much about Enid but they know that she's a light tanned lady with blue eyes and blond hair.

"Wednesday!" she calls out and the lowkey broke college students reel over what she wore. Dressed to the tens in shades of black and grey, the suited woman walked around the car meet them halfway.

This..

The nightshades look at each other in panic. This wasn't Enid! Sure they were both blond but maybe Wednesday has a type.

"what're you doing here?" Wednesday asks and the nightshades were given a front row view to the way her jaw tenses and a tinge of color form on her ears.

Yeah nope, that's the lover alright.

Yoko sends her prayers to Enid. With how overprotective the wereblanket was, she's sure that there were some feelings involved. She prays that her girlie (they haven't talked at all) handles this well

A cheeky grin was Wednesday's answer as the blond twirled the car keys in her finger. "well yeah but lunch with Mr dad ended early so I thought I could pick you up!" those brows furrowed before the smile turned into something a bit more softer "unless you'd like to walk home?"

"No, I dont-" Wednesday mutters, her head ducking and is that blush growing!? "You didn't have to do this, I know that you must be tired."

Blond bodyguard(?) laughs and with the keys of a way too fancy car inbetween her fingers, she tilted Wednesday's head up.

"chin up, 'day. You know I could never be tired of you." it takes Wednesday nodding before blondie stands back. the college students immediately straighten their back as a stare was leveled onto them. "I also wanted to meet your friends! I haven't been able to get a clear look at them after all."

Bianca blinked, ignoring the way Wednesday grumbles a 'not my friends' to ask a question that popped into their heads. "excuse me? I don't think we met."

"... Did we not?" the blond wonders and she looks at wednesday before scratching her head and looking back at them. "you're swordfish lady right?"

Bianca's brows twitch. "swordfish lady?"

A smile grows as she snaps her fingers in remembrance. "yeah! Because you fence with Wednesday and you're a siren so I thought itd fit."

"you have such... A way with names," swordfish lady grits out as yoko barges in with a hand raised.

"what about me!?"

Blondie rubs her finger on her chin before she points with an aha! "yolks!"

Yoko blinks. ".. Like the egg?"

Blondie nods, her smile wide and clearly enthusiastic. Wednesday is standing right beside her, giving her usual side eye but staring with an affection she usually only held for Enid.

Rip enid, imagine losing your crush to someone who lowkey looks like you.

"Enid, we're wasting daylight," Wednesday calls out and Enid startles back.

The now named Enid panics, flustering an oh shoot! As she removed her sunglasses to reveal those familiar blue eyes before passing it over to Wednesday.

"it was nice talking to you guys!" Enid calls out and before the nightshades know it, the duo were gone. Wednesday having been ushered onto her seat with Enid closing it behind before hopping in and zooming away.

"did Wednesday just say Enid?" Eugene asks.

Ajax blinks. "did Enid mention having lunch with Wednesday's dad?"

Xavier sighs, a hand on his face. There went his chances. "maybe we should revisit the arranged marriage idea..."

#Wenclair #Blanket au #Writing

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staghunters · 5 days

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Happy Birthday to her! Vampfic Jackie you will always be famous :3

Alt Version and ramble under the cut haha

Wowza, a whole year!

Wouldn't have thought it to feel so long and short at the same time. If I had to look at all the stuff that happened inbetween posting that first chapter and whatever I'm doing now, there's so much change in there. And definitely all for the better!

I've met so many cool people in the span of this year. Very noteworthy case being @ordinaryhorror, since we started talking because of vampire!jackie, and then werewolf!jackie, and before you know it, you're on a train to Spain hugging the biggest dork in the world (love ya, my buddy, my pal). Oh no now there's a series rewatch, Ah no now a discord server and mutuals and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa so many nice peeps!

Talking about fandom as something Big in my life feels a bit cringe, but in this case that rings very true. I think I put somewhere before that, ever since I got into YJ, my inspiration for making things has spiked for the first time in over a decade.

AND for the first time it really got me into writing fic. So that's why this is a bit of a special occassion, since the vampfic was the first multi-chapter thing of considerable length that I started with. It really forced me to think about a number of things like: - how the fuck do I outline things - what's good pacing - this could be a fun thing to include, but would it make sense - aaaaa multiple characters interacting and they all have their own personality and likes/dislikes about others aaaaaaa

A great lesson!

I liked working on it, and where the story ended up. I don't really re-read it except for the comments and chapter 7, since of that one i really am proud. On other fronts I feel that if I were to stare at it for too long, the flaws would begin to annoy me and I would want to fix things, which is not something I want to do.

If anything, I want to put the same level of energy into a new project.

Thanks for reading! And if you didn't, still super-duper thankful to have you here. Just knowing that there's people in the world that vibe with what I think of/make really is enough to me

Cheers <3

#yellowjackets #the vampfic #doodl #jackie taylor #technically the bday is on the 26th (tomorrow) but I'll count it because of leap day #digital art #clip studio paint

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electronicwitchcollection · 8 months

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Byakuya Kuchiki one shot

had a request for a Byakuya one shot. I can only apologise for how bloody long it is 😂

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"Hi! Could I pleas request angst and fluff with byakuya? Maybe a lil smut ? the reader has lost her SO to a hollow attack and he comforts her? Thank you!!"

Prompt; The pain doesn't go away, does it?

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Darkeness had settled over the Seireitei, bringing the crisp cool air of an autumn night with it. You sat on the cold, dewy grass, knees pulled up to your chest. Arms wrapped around them in comfort, you had propped your chin on top of your knee, blindly staring out to the rippling surface of the inky pond.

It had been three weeks since your husband, your best friend, soul mate had died. Three weeks ago you received the heart shattering news that your partner had died while on duty. He had been sent to one of the lower districts to cleanse the hollow reeking havoc there.

The mission had started easily enough, you were informed by your late husbands squad mate. They had located the hollow, dispatched it without fault. On their return home, however, another hollow had appeared, trying to make a meal out of some Rukongai kids. You didn't need to be told that your husband was the first one to react. Literally throwing his body inbetween the children and the hollows bloodthirsty teeth. Of course he did.

Tears stung your eyes at the mental imagery, shaking your head defiantly you willed away the thought. You didn't want that image of your husband. That of his last breath. You wanted the lopsided grin he always wore. His kind yet mischievous eyes shining back at you. His loud obnoxious laugh.

That's why you found yourself here. Why you've found yourself here every night since that awful day. Every night you would climb into your too big, cold bed, the empty space where your husband would never again lay next to you, holding you close, a stark reminder that he was gone. Really, truly gone.

Sleep cruelly availed you each night, plagued with the images of your husbands demise. So each night you wandered the Seireitei absentmindedly, always seeming to end up here. The pond in the 6th squads Baracks. It always has been a beautiful place. Serene and calming.

It's where you first met your husband. He had spotted you walking across the grass, delivering paperwork from your own captain. In an effort to gain your attention, he had loudly called you over, waving manically. You had made your way over, interested in what he wanted. His flailing about was amusing, his boyish good looks didn't hurt either. He later told you that he was shocked it had worked, hence why he began fisting his friends clothing, desperately shaking him, asking what he should do next. Which resulted in his friend pushing him into the pond.

Your lips curled up at the memory of him spluttering and coughing when he resurfaced. He had asked you for a date that very same night, you had been inseparable ever since. This pond became a special place for the both of you. It's where you had met. Taken romantic walks. Where you had your first kiss. The place he asked you to be his wife.

You felt close to him here, could almost feel his arms wrap them selves around you, almost hear his laugh in the wind blowing through the trees. Closing your eyes tightly, you breathed in deep. Trying to catch hold of that phantom feeling, desperately trying to hold on to that ghostly caress. A particularly strong gust of wind snapped your eyes open, forcing you out of your fantasy.

A stray tear escaped your eye, falling down your cheek. The trail quickly became cold with the wind blowing against your skin

"I miss you " you whisper out into the night, the pond becoming blurry in your vision as fresh tears replaced those that had fallen.

"LN-san?"

Startled by the deep voice you sprang to your feet, whipping around to see who had found you. Wiping at your eyes, you saw the serene face of your husbands captain.

"Captain Kuchiki" your voice broke with emotion. Clearing your throat you tried again "sir, my apologies, I'll just leave..."

Captain Kutchiki held up a hand, silencing you as he came to a stop next to you, looking out at his pond

"your apologies are not needed. You do not need to leave" that surprised you. The captain was usually quite protective over his pond, it had taken your husband weeks to convince his captain to let him propose to you here. You wrapped your arms around you, shielding you from the wind and the uneasy feeling deep in your stomach. You couldn't remember ever speaking to the Captain, how he knew your name was a mystery "it's a beautiful place to find some peace"

You nod numbly in agreement, unsure how to respond to that. You had no idea how to converse with the noble. He is possibly one of the most famous captains in the gotei 13. Head of the noble Kutchiki clan. Your husband had told you that his Captain suffered no fools, the man oozed authority and arrogance. Not someone you would normally keep the company of. The Captain seemed the complete opposite of your playful, loving husband

"I wish to offer my condolences" the Captain broke the silence, still staring out into the water. You tilted your head, acknowledging his words. His silky black hair danced behind him as the wind picked up. "Your husband was an excellent shinigami, His presence is sorely missed within my division"

"thank you" you smile softly, thumbing away a stray tear "it's comforting to hear I'm not the only one missing him "

With a curt nod the captain made his leave as quickly as he had appeared, Captains coat billowing behind him. You watched as he gracefully strode across the grassy landscape until the dark of night swallowed him up.

You didn't know then that that wouldn't be the last encounter you had with Captain Kutchiki at the pond.

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Three months. Three long, painfully lonely months had passed since your husbands death. The aching grip of sorrow clenching at your heart hadn't eased in those few months. You cried less now, in public at least. You managed to get through your daily duties, assure your concerned Captain and colleagues that you were doing well. A prefect mask. As soon as you returned home though, the mask slipped and the pain returned. Your home no longer smelled like him.

There were no messily thrown uniforms on the bedroom floor. No cupboard doors left partly open ready to bang your head if you didn't notice in time. Your home was clean and everything in its place. it no longer felt like home. Its was cold and empty. It was so lonely. Night time was still the worst. Alone with your thoughts, every inch of your home screaming out at the lack of his presence .

After a long day of pretending, at night you no longer had the strength to ward off the emotions waiting to consume you. You missed him. Deep in your stomach you earned for him. Your heart felt as though every beat was a struggle. It felt broken. You had been managing to get some sleep. It was never as peaceful as it once was, but some nights you managed a full night. Tonight was not one of them

Today was your husbands birthday.

Birthdays between you were spent at home. Nothing lavish or over the top. Neither of you were the type. You'd make it special for eachother by ordering your favourite take away, snuggled up on the sofa together. Drinking your favourite sake you would reminisce your life together. At the end the night you joined together in a passionate love making, full of kissing and sweet confessions of love.

Which is why tonight you find yourself back at the pond, sat in the grass gazing up at the sky, you just couldn't bare to lay alone in your bed. The sky was clear tonight, millions of stars offered their comforting glow. You had wondered if one of them was your husband. He would be the brightest one, twinkling brightly as he watched over you.

A rustle of clothing had you turning back, eyes falling on Captain Kutchiki, his hand already up to stop you from rising. When he came to a stop , a little to your right, you returned your gaze up to the sky

"the stars are exceptionally bright tonight" the captain noted, not sounding as casual as he had probably intended.

"the moon too" your voice sounded emotional to your own ears. Apparently there was no putting that mask back on tonight

"Why is it, that this is the place you keep coming back too?" Captain Kuchiki asked, he didn't sound angry, more curious "it's not in your division, is the pond in the 13th not to your liking?"

"I feel close to him here" you say quietly, seeing him nod in your peripheral. You knew he would understand it was your husband you were referring. "its full of good memories"

"for me too." You turn your head to look at him questioningly. His grey eyes, softer than you had ever seen looked back at you "yours is not the first proposal this pond has seen. This is where I asked Hisana to be my wife"

That's right, Captain Kutchiki had also lost his spouse. Another person who shares the pain of missing the other half of their soul. You wondered what his wife had been like. Stories told she was beautiful, graceful and with a kind heart. You wondered if she had loved the setting of her proposal as much as you did, here at this pond. Two proposals, two marriages, two deaths. Two widows

"maybe this place is cursed" the words slipped through your lips before you realised you had said them out loud. Fingers covering your mouth you turned to look at the captain apologetically "forgive me. That was rude"

"it's fine. It's not a thought I've not already had" he replied, voice not giving away any emotion

"it's his birthday today. The first one where he's not here" heavens knows why you're telling him this. You've not spoken to anyone about your husband. Yet, with the man who had lost his wife, you seem unable to stop yourself "they say the firsts are the hardest"

"that's not true" Kuchiki said carefully, glancing down at you "they're all hard"

You looked at him then, really looked at him. His eyes were shiny, corners of his lips turned down, shoulders slumped almost defeated. He looked like he was carrying a painful burden

"how long as it been sir? Since you lost your wife?" You asked quietly. After a long pause you thought that maybe he wasn't going to answer. Not wanting to pry, you turned your gaze back to the stars

"6 years this spring" he uttered finally, surprising you

"the pain doesn't go away...does it?" You say. It wasn't really a question that needed answering. You knew the pain in your heart wouldn't leave. You knew there wouldn't be a day that you wouldn't miss him. From the look on the Captains face, mirroring your own, you knew he felt the same

"no, I'm afraid it doesn't" and with a barely noticeable nod, the captain left you to your thoughts.

"happy birthday my love." You whisper into the night sky, eyes fixating on the brightest star "I miss you"

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You staggered and swayed through the 6ths divisions baracks. The blurry faces of shinigami as they passed you by payed no mind. You weren't even sure if they were real. Half empty bottle of sake swung sloppily at your side as you continued on your inebriated journey. Your feet heavily slapped the floor as you walked, the sound deafening. Shushing your too loud feet, you chuckled amused.

The pond coming into view spurred your pace, practically tripping over your own feet in your haste to get there quicker. Reaching the waters edge, you fall back heavily onto your ass, huffing at the abrupt halt to your fall, you could have sworn the grass was further away.

Taking a long pull from your sake, you don't notice when it spills over the side and down your front. The world begins to sway, corners of your vision blurring everything into dull colours. Trying to focus your gaze across the pond, picking something solid to focus on so not to slip into darkness.

You couldn't remember the last time you were this drunk. Back in your academy days probably. You never were much of a drinker, at least never to this state. The concerned looks from your colleagues today finally made you accept their invitation to go out for some drinks. Just two, you told yourself, then you can sneak away back home to be alone with your thoughts.

Two turned into three, which turned into five. The gripping pain in your heart had lessened somewhat. You could almost breath again. Five turned into seven and you were laughing. Really laughing. Finding your colleagues stories amusing, embracing their drunken embraces and toothy grins. You had almost forgotten about the anguish you felt every day. Until you remembered.

The guilt swallowed you. Dampening your mood dramatically. You had forgotten, if only for a shot while, that your husband was dead. What kind of monster does that?! Happily drinking and dancing and singing. Not a care in the world. You felt disgusted with yourself. Grabbing a bottle of sake from the table, you left, ignoring the calls from your friends as you stumbled from the establishment. There was only one place your drunken mind wanted to be

the sun was still setting. A sliver of light cast the skys in beautiful purples and oranges, rays making the ponds surface almost sparkle. Like the stars. Squinting your eyes in the harsh light, you look down into the bottle in your hand. Sloshing the liquid around absentmindedly. You wanted to feel that numbness again, if only for a moment.

Ignoring the wave of nausea, you down the rest of the liquid, dropping the bottle next to you as you cough around the burn. Alcohol laden brain was thinking of nothing and everything all at once. Closing your eyes you fall back onto the grass, waiting for slumber to pull you into the darkness

"it won't help". You didn't need to open your eyes. You knew who had come to join you out by the pond.

"it might" you slurred your words, cracking one eye open to see him standing above you, grey eyes focusing on the empty sake bottle besides you "seems to work for Captain Kyoraku"

"Captain Kyoraku is an emotionally stunted child, you would do well not to indulge in his bad habits" Kuchikis voice settled over you, it was deep and comforting. He may have been scolding you, you really couldn't tell when this drunk.

"I like the numbness." You shrug, though your voice broke in the middle. "I don't want to be in pain anymore" the whisper followed

"the pain will still be there. You can't drink away these emotions." You didn't want to hear those words, no Matter how truthful. You wanted ignorance and bliss. You just wanted your heart to stop hurting for long enough to get some decent sleep. "It will still be there in the morning, accompanied by a throbbing head I imagine"

An unexpected sob ripped through your throat, tears forming on your lashes "I don't want to hurt anymore" you cry out softly

"can you stand?" You don't even hear him anymore. Nor do you feel his large hand gently trying to guide you into a sitting position

"I miss you" you sob around a shivering breath, speaking out to the man who could no longer talk back. Could no longer comfort you, hold you "please don't leave me alone: I can't live without you"

You felt like you were falling, the ground suddenly pulled from underneath you. Opening your eyes startled, your hands came out to grab at something to steady you, falling on something soft. Furrowing your brows you realised it was the Captains white coat. He had picked you up and was carrying you bridal style away from the pond.

Alcohol didn't give you anytime to be embarrassed as it quickly pulled you into the sweet relief of darkness. The gentle footsteps and the subtle smell of something sweet and almost spicy lulled you into a deep sleep, head resting heavily on a strong chest.

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It had taken you a little over a month to face going back to the pond. The morning after you last visit you had woken to a horrendous headache and your stomach doing flips. You had laid in bed wallowing in self pity, willing the embarrassing images of Captain Kuchiki carrying your drunk ass home and putting you to bed. You didn't even want to think about anything that you could have did or said that you do not remember. You were still baffled that he somehow knew where you lived

The pull of yours and your husbands special place was too strong however, so pushing down the embarrassment and shame, you came back. You needed to feel close to him. No matter the length of time your heart still called out to his, knowing it wouldn't call back. You had a rare day off, insisted by Captain Ukitake. Apparently news of your drunken night had reached his ears. You could see the concern in his kind eyes as he invited you to share some tea with him.

He was trying to get you to talk, to share your pain. You knew that. You couldn't share though, the pain was the only thing that still connected you to your husband. It was the only thing you had left. He smiled in understanding, but had insisted you take a day off to relax. So you came here. The pond was even more beautiful in the sunlight. It invited more memories of you and your beloved, the times you had shared here.

The seasons were changing, if the chill in the breeze was anything to go by. You imagined the pond water would be just as cold if you were to dip your feet in there. You wouldn't dare, you too had heard how protective Captain Kuchiki was over his koi fish. Your cheeks flushed at the thought of the Captain. Mortified came close to how you felt. A Captain shouldn't have to carry home a seated member from another division due to their poor drinking restraint.

A noble clan head at that. You must've embarrassed him too, degrading him to such a chore. No, you wouldn't be touching alcohol for quite some time. You should thank your lucky stars he hasn't banished you from returning. Something he could easily achieve. Not only could he order you as a captain, could even go to your captain, the kuchiki clan puts a lot of money into the 6th division. The land was legally his, and you would be trespassing.

You heard his approach this time, amazing how heightened your senses were when not on the edge of unconsciousness due to the numbing cloak of drunkenness. You couldn't imagine how far gone you had to have been not to feel his presence. The nobles spiritual pressure demanded respect even when relaxed. You look at him through your lashes, trying to gage his intentions. He didn't look angry, on the contrary, he looked almost.. happy?

"Im Relieved to find you sober, LN-san" he spoke carefully, surprising you as he chose to join you on the floor. You waited until he was sat in his perfect seiza position before responding, shifting your position to face him, you bowed deeply, speaking into the grass

"please accept my apologies Captain. It won't happen again"

"tea?"

You raised yourself up from the bow quickly, quirking a questioning eyebrow at the Captain, had you heard that right? You noticed for the first time the flask the captain held in his hand, two cups sat on top.

"oh" you couldn't help but mutter, you had heard him correctly. Captain Kuchiki placed the cups on the perfectly manicured grass between you before taking off the lid to the flask, letting the mesmerising steam escape as it danced into the air before disappearing. "Please sir, let me" you reach out to accept the flask from him, stopping him from pouring. Whilst you didn't regularly share tea with others of a higher status, you knew the customs. A higher up shouldn't pour the tea, and you couldn't get more higher up than captain Kuchiki.

Pouring you both a cup of the hot, translucent tea, the smell reached your nose. If the colour didn't give it away the smell would've. The robust almost grassy scent was familiar, something you indulged often, though not of this quality. Handing the first cup to the Captain, you bowed your head respectfully. His slender fingers ghosted over your own as he accepted, making you twitch your fingers back before pulling your hand away all together. Had it really been so long since you felt the touch of another person that it startled you so?

"thank you, LN-san" he broke you out of your thoughts. You watched as he brought the cup to his lips, taking a tentative sip. Prompting you to lift your own to your lips, blowing into the light green liquid to cool it before indulging yourself. You watched over the rim of your cup how graceful the man moved, like water; each movement was fluid yet powerful. Complete dominance in his actions. You couldn't help but compare him to your husband. Your husband was a whirlwind, all long uncoordinated limbs. Expressively flailing them around in everything he did. Graceful was not a word often associated with him.

Noticing the pause in conversation becoming awkward due to your memorising, you finally take a sip. Definitely a higher quality tea than you were used to. It was full bodied and delicious. You eagerly took another pull before lowering the cup to your middle, letting the heat deep through to warm your fingers

"it's delicious, thank you"

the captains lips quirked up at the sides slightly before he covered them with his own drink. "I'm glad to see your tastes go beyond that of cheap sake"

was he.. making a joke? How uncharacteristic. You send him a wary grin, happily accepting this over the scolding you deserved "I definitely won't be drinking like that again any time soon." You say in-between another sip of the delicious tea, he nodded in agreement "Im Sorry you had to carry me home"

"you do not need to keep apologising, I assume your suffering the follow morning was a sufficient enough punishment" his eyes caught yours over your shared drinks, gun metal grey shining with amusement before softening "how did you end up that inebriated?"

You sigh, settling back onto your ass to sit more comfortably. Really, how his legs could cope sitting in that position for so long was a testament to his strength. "I forgot about him" your soft words get caught in the breeze as you face the pond "just for a moment. I let my friends convince me to join them for a few drinks. After a while...just for a moment, I had forgotten that I should be sad. That my husband is dead..."

"and you drank to forget your guilt" Captain Kuchiki finished for you with a seldom nod. You watched as the ponds surface rippled with the breeze, lapping at the sides. Listening to the hustle of shinigami beyond the wall of the 6th, getting on with their daily work. Half expecting the Captain to finish his tea and silently leave, like he had all your other encounters, you decided Captain Kuchiki was someone you should stop being surprised at when he spoke lowly, just for your ears "I can still remember the first time I had forgotten."

You turn to face him at his words, his eyes were looking forward, out of focus, not seeing what was in front of him. Instead seeing vividly the memory he was sharing "I was tired. I had stayed late finishing an important document expected at the first the following morning. When I arrived home I called out for her. Asked if she would like some tea before bed" A small sad smile settled on his lips as he turned to you, holding your gaze as you held on to every word "when I didn't get an answer, I remembered. I never would get an answer"

You shared an understanding smile. The pain of longing for someone no longer here. How that painful scar reopened any time you thought you were healing. You were thankful to the Captain, taking time out of his clearly busy schedule to converse with you. Share in the pain you both feel. Even look after you when you were in no fit state to look after yourself . It made you wonder, if the Captain had anyone to help him? Did the captain have someone he could've shared these thoughts with at the time of his wife's passing?

Would anyone dare approach the proud noble, ask him to bare his soul, lay out his pain and suffering for others to see? Somehow, you couldn't imagine it. You couldn't imagine the stoic man crying to another. Perfect poise crumble away as he gave in to the grief. The fact that he had probably suffered alone, for so long and is still standing? A pillar of strength you so desperately needed in the storm of emotions you were drowning in. You were in awe. You hoped that sharing with you, to help you, helped him in some small way too.

"though they will never be forgotten." He added, voice sounding stronger as he held your gaze once more "you will have more and more times when he isn't in the forefront of your mind as time passes. It's the way it should be, the living going on living."

You nod. He was right, you knew that. You knew that realistically you can't Morn your husband all day every day for the rest of your existence until you two can meet again. There will come a time when the thought of your husband Doesn't immediately send you into a spiral of depression. Hours, days even weeks may go pass without thinking of him, too busy living your life to the best of your abilities, the way it should be. For now though...

"what did you do sir? When everything got too painful?" You ask, clearly alcohol wasn't the crutch you needed.

"I meditated, entered my inner world mostly." You could hear the honesty in his words. Maybe you should give that a try next time it all becomes too much "I also indulged in as many different types of tea I could find in this world and the world of the living"

another joke. Who was this man with the satisfied smile and where did he put the proud stoic captain? You grinned at him, an honest unforced grin "you didn't go the alcohol route? You saw how beneficial that was for me"

"Im surprised you had found any sake at all. I was under the impression Captain Kyoraku had drunk the Seireitei dry". He replied dryly

You held your tea further away from your body to avoid it spilling and burning you at the loud laugh that bubbled up from you. Fingers went to your lips to hush the unexpected laughing fit you found yourself in. Who knew the Captain of the 6th was funny? Dry and sarcastic, but you had always enjoyed that humour. His eyes glistened amused, pleased you had understood his jest.

You wiped away a tear, a happy tear for a change, brought on by laughter and not sorrow, and gave him a grateful smile. You hurried to finish your tea as he began to move, collecting his flask and cup as he stood. Standing along with him you offered back your now empty cup

"thank you. For the tea, and for speaking with me " you told him, choosing not to bow this time, but offer a genuine smile. A strong hand settled on your shoulder, giving it a small squeeze "next time it becomes too painful, try a hot cup of tea. Don't put yourself in a dangerous position again"

"I will." You nod, accepting the slight telling off. He was a captain, he couldn't let you get away with that completely "though I don't think I will find one in the shopping district as wonderful as the one you shared with me. You've spoilt me sir".

He graced you with a private smile and a slight raise in his eyebrows before he settled back into the dignified Captain everyone expected and strode away gracefully without a backwards glance

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The following morning you walked to work feeling lighter than you had in months. Your heat still ached. There was still the heavy weight of grief weighing densely in your stomach, but it wasn't as pressing today. You had a good sleep last night, you managed the whole night and had woken up feeling refreshed. The winters sun was bright, fighting against the frigid temperatures that winter brought. The heat it offered soaked into your thick black cloak, warming you as you hurried to the 13th offices.

Yesterday was a good day. One you sorely needed. You must remember to thank Captain Ukitake for gifting it to you. A day sat in the sun, at the pond had clearly done your soul some good. That or the time you spent with Captain Kuchiki, it was almost like he had neatly wrapped up your grief and anguish and placed it on your back. Still heavy and present, but a little more manageable to bare than the overflowing mess of hurt and regret that spilled through your fingers any time you tried to grasp it.

Following the corridor down to your office, you returned the smile of one of your colleagues, even wishing them a good morning. You caught the shocked expression flashing their face before they returned your greeting warmly. You obviously looked better than you had the last months.

Reaching your office you tug off your cloak, hanging it neatly by the door before making your way to your desk, smiling at the two who shared the office before sitting down. A small grey box sat in the middle of your neat desk, a stark white card sat folded ontop. Not expecting anything, you opened the card and began to read the crisp neat writing

for when things become to painful

was all that it said. Looking up you noticed your colleagues looking down at their respective desks, already immersed in their paperwork. Setting the card aside, you gently pry off the grey lid, setting it aside with the card. Sat in the box was a plump bag full of green tea leafs. Lifting it out you inspected the packaging, not recognising the design. You brought it up to your nose, inhaling deeply. The deep aroma filled your senses, making your mouth water at the memory of the delicious tea you were offered the day before .

Putting the tea to the side, you began to work on your daily duties. You hardly noticed eyes flicking to the package throughout the day, nor the small smile on your lips each time.

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Months had passed along with the changing seasons. Spring was in the air, slowly but surly chasing away the bitter frost of winter, bringing with it new life. The barren trees began sprouting vivid green, little buds nestled away waiting to bloom into sweet smelling flowers.

The months that passed seemed to rush by you. You still had bad days. The grief of loosing your husband would crush you suddenly, though you found healthier ways to deal with the hurt. The pond was still somewhere you frequented often, sometimes alone, but more often than not the Captain of the 6th would grace you with his company.

You had started to look forward to your encounters. Moving away from your shared loss you discovered you had quite a few more things in common. Tea, obviously was a shared indulgent and was often shared. Reading was another passion you each held. You had spent hours discussing the books you have read, some the other had read too. The ones not yet read were brought to the next encounter for the other to read.

Painting, you discovered was a passion of the Captain. When you had mentioned wanting to see some of his work one day, you hadn't anticipated the noble inviting you to his home. You had graciously accepted and joined the captain for dinner in his home, after a tour of the grand manor. Art filled the great rooms and grand corridors. The Captain pointed out which were done by his hand, beautiful art work that captivated your attention

He painted scenic landscapes mostly, with an interesting take of almost dream like colours. The pond was the main focal in a few of the paintings you had seen. One in particular caught your attention. It was the pond at night time. Two things caught your attention, the first being how dark the colours were. Not the usual green, blues and purples that had jumped off the paper in his previous work. Black, navy and grey made up this piece. It made the night dark and cold. Heavy almost, you could feel the sorrow in the picture

The second, was the figure of a woman standing in the centre of the piece. A dark silhouette, seemingly hugging her frame as she looked out into the water. It was the first piece he had shown you that consisted of a person

"is that your wife?" You had asked him, eyes raking over the painting at the delicate but deliberate strokes.

"no, its you" your eyes snapped to him at his reply, studying his profile as his eyes never left the painting.

"me sir?" You asked, looking back to the picture, noticing the hair length and proportions to the woman. After being told, you could see how it could be you, though you share a similar shape to many women here in the soul society

"does that offend you?" He asked, a note of trepidation in his usual apathetic voice

you shake your head softly, looking back to see him already staring at you, trying to gage your thoughts "not at all. I'm flattered, Captain Kuchiki. When..?"

"Byakuya" he cut you off, turning to face you fully "you are a guest in my home, there is no need for the formality, you may use my given name"

"Byakuya" you said, feeling how the name sounded on your tongue. "When did..? Why did you choose to paint this?"

"that first night I joined you at the pond. After I had left, something made me turn around. The image of you standing at the waters edge, wind blowing your hair around was hauntingly beautiful." You remembered that night. It was dark and cold, like the painting suggests. You remember wrapping your arms around you, keeping yourself together whilst trying to keep yourself warm. You looked at the painting again, hauntingly beautiful was the perfect way to describe the image"When I next sat down to paint, that image was the first to appear in my minds eye"

"you captured the moment perfectly". You praised, glancing at the art once more. A warm hand settled on your lower back, pulling your attention.

"come, let us enjoy dinner" Byakuya invited as he lead you down the hall, gentle hand guiding you

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You twisted and turned in your bed, blankets wrapping themselves around your legs limiting your attempt to escape. The nightmare you were trapped in was vivid, the scene of your husbands death clear in your mind. Pitiful whimpers left your lips as your husbands blood sprayed from his body, splattering over your face as you screamed.

Jerking upright in bed, a horrific shout ripped through your throat as you startled awake from the dream. A deafening crash of thunder rumbled through the skies, shaking the glass in your bedroom window as a crack of lightening briefly lit up your empty bedroom.

Breathing heavily, you kicked off the blanket constricting your freedom. A thin layer of sweat covered your trembling body, skin raising in bumps at the chill in your room. The room seemed as though it were getting smaller, walls trapping you in the space. Not thinking clearly you jumped out of bed and fled the room, not stopping to wrap up or put on shoes, you threw the door to your home open and darted out into the street

Punishing, cold rain fell heavily from the sky, soaking you instantly. Your hair stuck to your face as you gasped desperately, fighting to lessen the panic you were feeling. Another roar of thunder made you jump, snapping you out of your darkening thoughts. Not feeling the chill, you start running bare foot through the streets, only one place on your mind

You didn't know how long you were staring out to the turbulent pond, rain hammering down around you as the wind whipped harshly against your skin. The rain washed away the free flowing tears from your eyes, teeth chattering painfully, protesting the cold

"YN!" The shout of your own name hardly registered, you would have ignored it completely if two hands didn't grip your sopping shoulders, turning you to face the concerned Captain with a shake. "What are you doing?"

Byakuya had to shout to be heard over the raging storm. You looked up at him tearily, struggling with forming a sentence. He was drenched, sleek black hair void of his usual kenseikan was stuck to his elegant face. His sleep clothes covered by a gown, was clinging to his svelte form

His eyes scanned over you, looking for Injury. Not seeing any, he moved on hand to cup your cheek. The warmth of his hand seeped into your skin, highlighting how cold you had become "what's happened?"

"it's not fair" you wail around a sob as your hands come out to clutch at his clothing. Trying to hold on to something, anything as you spiralled "He's GONE and I... I just"

"shh" he tried to sooth you from your desperation "it'll be okay"

"no!" You shout back, pushing him from your hands in an effort to escape. He reached for you again, trying to grasp hold of your weakened arms flailing about, punching meekly at his chest. Thunder rolled around you, sharp crack of lightening sounded too close over head "no, it's not okay! He's dead and I can't stop seeing it! I see him every night, being ripped apart.."

the animalistic cry that tore from you startled him. Every shuddering breath screamed agony. Succumbing to your anguish, the fight left your body. With a small tug, Byakuya pulled you into his embrace. Strong arms wrapped around your shivering frame as you cried out into his chest. He waited patiently, head resting on yours, holding you close as you slumped into him, crying out your pain.

When the wailing quietened down into soft crying and shuddering breaths Byakuya pulled back slightly, catching a glimpse of your face. Eyes were reddened by your tears, your skin looked paler than it should be, shivers racked your body. You gazed back up at him, eyes begging, pleading for some of his strength.

"allow me to take you home?" It was a question you could tell he wouldn't be taking no for an answer. Nodding slightly, you tried to step away when his arms around you stopped you. Adjusting the placement, Byakuya lifted you easily into his arms, carrying you bridal style. Too weak to offer any Resistance, you tuck your head into his neck while a hand sneaked back up to his chest, holding on tightly to his clothing.

Eyes dropping closed, sleep threatened to take you in the gentle rocking of his sure footsteps. Raising your head slightly to wake yourself up, you realised it wasn't your home he was taking you to as The Kuchiki manor appeared before your eyes.

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Byakuya entered his home, following the now familiar hallway that led towards his bedroom. The painting you had admired, the one with you at the pond, came into view briefly. Slipping through the door, carefully adjusting his hold on you so not to hit your head on the door frame, Byakuya sat you gently down onto a large western style bed. You sank softly into the mattress, aching body desperately wanted to climb into it for warmth.

"wait here a moment " Byakuya told you before walking across his room and into another door, that you saw held a bathroom. Looking around his bedroom you noticed how neat it was. There wasn't much in the way of decorations. The bed was the main focal point, something that surprised you. You would've assumed he had a traditional Japanese futon, judging by the rest of his home that you've seen.

The sound of running water caught your attention. Looking over you could see steam billowing out from the ajar bathroom door. Soft jasmine smell filling up the space. A moment later Byakuya walked out of the bathroom, looking dryer with a clean navy blue gown wrapped around him. His long damp hair was tied loosely at the nape of his neck. Coming to a stop in front of you, he offered a hand. Taking it in yours you allowed him to help you to your feet before following him into the warm bathroom.

"I prepared a bath. You need to warm up or you'll become unwell" he told you, dipping his fingers into the soapy water to test the temperature. Seemingly satisfied, he straightened to face you "take your time. There's towels there on the counter" he nodded behind you before turning to leave. Your hand darted out to catch his before he could leave, stopping, he looked at you questioningly over his shoulder

"wait" you croaked out, voice horse from the crying "please don't leave. I don't want to be alone"

you watched as his eyes flickered to you, then the bath and back, holding your breath, worried you had crossed a line. With a curt nod you let go of his hand, allowing him to close the bathroom door. After a moment of watching Byakuya stare at the bathroom door you realised he was giving you privacy to undress. Quickly peeling the damp sleep clothes off your body, you haphazardly folded them and placed them on the floor before stepping into the hot bath

A small hiss left your lips as the warm water felt scorching against your freezing skin. Sitting slowly to let your body adjust to the shift in temperature, you sat in the middle of the large tub, bringing your knees up to your chest and resting your head on your arms settled on top. A relieved sigh escaped as you closed your eyes, soaking up the warmth

"you can turn around now" you mumbled to Byakuya still facing the door. You opened your wavy lids, watching as he came to collect your damp clothing, depositing them into a hamper in the corner, before leaning against the sink counter

"I thought we had agreed you would no longer put yourself into dangerous situations" his words made you wince. Whilst he had his arms crossed over his chest, he didn't particularly look angry.

"I'm sorry" you mumble, trailing your fingers through the white bubbles floating on the surface "I wasn't thinking clearly, It just became too much, I needed to escape"

"in the middle of the worst storm we've seen the last three years?" Ok, now he sounded a little angry "that was foolish. Anything could have happened to you out there. It was only by chance I looked out my bedroom window at the lightening and spotted you "

"there's no one left to care if anything did happen" you say a little numbly, you had no more tears to cry that evening

"I care" your head whipped round to face him. Would he? You knew you had gotten closer over the last year, developed a strange friendship on the foundation of loosing a spouse. You would be sad if you suddenly couldn't see him again, but would he genuinely care if you were hurt? Yes, if the honesty shining in his eyes were to be believed. Captain Kuchiki was many things, but a liar was not one of them. Nor was he one to spin a tale in order to comfort someone.

"sorry" you breath again, actually meaning it this time. You watched as he sighed heavily, pushing off the counter to walk over to you. He rolled up his sleeves before crouching down next to you. Reaching over, Byakuya grabbed a cup from the side of the bath and filling it. You gasped as he poured it over your head, pulling the cold water from your hair as it trickled down your back. It took another three cups before the water ran warm again against your skin.

The pop of a lid and the sweet smell of almonds alerted you moments before you felt nimble fingers begin to wash your hair. The soothing scratching against your scalp had you dropping your head forward. Sighing deeply at the relaxing feeling. His fingers stopped only for a moment when a satisfied moan left your lips, before resuming in the careful washing.

"lean your head back" his strained voice snapped you out of your daze, quickly following the order. Tilting your head back to avoid soap getting in your eyes, Byakuya began methodically rinsing your hair, gently squeezing the strands of excess moisture when he had finished. You turn to look at him over your shoulder, sending him a small smile

"thank you"

"are you sufficiently warmed?" He always spoke so proper, even in an intimate setting as this one was. At your nod he rose gracefully, grabbing a fluffy white towel from the counter. Turning to face you he held it open, giving you privacy to stand up without flashing everything you had. Once you climbed out the bath and pulled the plug, Byakuya wrapped the towel around you, holding it closed with his arms around your back. You rested your palms on his chest, looking up into his grey eyes.

Your heart beat heavily in your chest as he leaned in ever so slightly, stopping himself before he followed through. Wanting to show your gratitude, you closed the distance, eyes fluttering closed as you kissed him sweetly. Afraid you read the signs wrong at his stiffening body, you were about to pull back when his arms gripped you tighter, pulling you flush against his body.

A sigh parted your lips, in which he took advantage, shyly slipping his tongue into your mouth to caress your own. A jolt ran up your body at the contact, the kiss was so unfamiliar to you, having only kissed one person the past decade, yet you sank into it easily. One of his hands smoothed over your back, sliding its way to the back of your head and grasping your hair lightly, changing the position of your head to his liking.

You both parted, each breathing heavily as you stared into eachothers eyes, searching for any regret. Not finding any, Byakuya gently kissed your forehead, mumbling into the skin "you must be tried. I shall go find you something to sleep in"

He released you to walk back into his bedroom. Sleep was the last thing on your mind at that moment, the kiss suddenly waking you fully. Taking a moment to centre yourself, you grabbed another towel to roughly dry your hair. Helping yourself to a comb you quickly brushed through your hair before following. Upon entering the bedroom, you saw one half of the beds blanket pulled back, ready for you to slide in.

Byakuya stood at the foot of the bed, white T-shirt in hand "I hope this will suffice" he said, holding out the offered garment. You nod with a shy smile, slipping it over your head before removing the towel. Placing it in Byakuyas waiting open palm, his nod to the bed had you climbing in, wrapping the blanket around you as he returned the towel to the bathroom.

You sat up on his return, noticing he was avoiding eye contact. "Sleep well" he muttered before turning to the door

"wait," you call out confused, speaking to his back as he didn't turn around, luckily he did stop walking "where are you going?"

"I was going to sleep in the spare room"

"don't be silly, come sleep in your bed" you insist, pulling the blanket back for him. The look he gave you over his shoulder was uncertain,

"YN, I don't think.."

"just get into bed, Byakuya" you told him, adding an almost desperate "please"

A another protest died on your lips as he continued on to the door, for him to only switch off the light. You laid down as he got into bed, snuggling into the fluffy pillow facing him. You noticed how far away he was from you, practically laying on the edge of the bed, staring up to the ceiling . You smiled into the darkness, reaching out to grab his hand. He jumped at the contact which widened your grin. Infamous Captain of the 6th being startled? Impossible

You tugged gently on his hand, pulling him towards you "you'll fall off if you stay over there" you whispered to him. You were pleased when he relented, Scooching closer to you, to also lay on his side facing you. Your hands stayed joined together between you. The darkness of the room made it difficult to make out his features, unable to see how he was feeling, you decided to bring up the elephant in the room .

"we can forget it happened, if you prefer" you say, regarding the kiss. Clearly he was struggling with it, you were surprised that you weren't.

"I don't want that" he admitted, shuffling closer to you, you could feel his breath ghosting your face.

"I don't either"

You could see Byakuya lean forward hesitantly, before closing the gap and bumping into your nose. You giggle as he ran a hand down his face

"I am sorry. It's just, it's been a while" he trailed off.

"it's okay" you sooth, the moon shining through the window illuminated his face just enough for you to make out where his features were, so you leaned in to kiss him gently. He reciprocated just as sweetly, not demanding more than you were willing to give. Sliding your body closer to his, your free hand cupped his smooth cheek, increasing the pressure of your lips.

Byakuya groaned deep in his throat, parting your lips with his own to explore your mouth with his tongue. His free hand settled on your waist, pulling you closer to him. His hand wandered as you kissed, gently caressing up your side, a burning trail left in its wake. You let your hand trail down from his cheek, easily slipping into the robe he wore. His breath hitched as your fingers made contact with his well defined chest. Smoothing over the soft skin you explored his chest, causing a slight jolt as you brushed over a nipple.

Byakuya deepened the kiss, lifting from the bed slightly to lean over you. Your hand traveled up to his shoulder, gently pushing the thin material away. Breaking away from the kiss, breath mixing between you as you panted deeply, Byakuya shrugged off the arm of his robe before doing the same on the other side. Pooling at his waist, secured by a knotted sash, his arms and chest were exposed. Your fingers tickled over his chest, marvelling at the smoothness. His pale skin was flawless, void of any blemishes.

Leaning down to capture your lips, Byakuya cupped the side of your neck, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. Reaching up, your fingers found the tie holding his hair back, with a gentle tug you pulled it free, letting his silky strands cascade over his shoulders. A small moan escaped you, heat pooled at your centre as you pushed your thighs together craving friction at his answering groan.

"are you certain?" Byakuya spoke lowly, lips centimetres away from your own. You nod, teeth capturing your full bottom lip, teasing the skin there. You open your legs in invitation, creating space for him to fill, which he immediately slipped into at your verbal response

"please, I need you"

The back I've his fingers trailed down your cheek, following the slope of your neck, the path followed by tentative kisses. Tilting your head to the side to grant him more room, the intensity of those searing kisses increased. You wrapped your legs around his own, tangling your legs together under the blanket. His fingertips brushed up your thigh, tickling the sensitive skin with the hardened callouses formed from decades of training with a zanpakuto , slowly pushing up the hem of the T-shirt you wore. His hot breath ghosted over your neck, breathing deeply near the shell of your ear making you shiver in anticipation.

Trailing your fingers down his naked chest, you groaned into the room as he suckled on your pulse point, sending a wave of arousal through you

"Byakuya" you whine wantonly, "please"

His fingers grip the bottom of your top, pulling it slowly up your body and exposing your skin to the cool rooms air. Lifting slightly to aid in his attempt to pull it over your head and off you completely. Dropping it over the side of the bed, Byakuya surged forward to kiss you soundly, tongues meeting in a sensual dance. Your nails raked down his sides, hard muscles twitched under your fingertips. The sensation caused his body to jerk forward, his still covered arousal pressing against you. You followed the path to his gown, nimbly untying the sash holding it together and pulling it away completely, letting the garment follow your T-shirt.

You could feel everywhere his hot skin pressed against your own. A strong hand gripped hold of your hip, halting your squirming. Trembling slightly, the hand glided up your body, over the curves of your body to gently cup your breast. A shaky breath left his parted lips as he brushed a thumb over your hardened nipple, eliciting a addictive moan from you. You closed your eyes at the sensation, savouring the pleasure as he sweetly kissed his way down your neck, following the line of your sternum. When his hot mouth covered your nipple, sucking gently, you cried out.

Lavishing attention on your breasts, Byakuya pushed himself closer to you, letting you feel the weight of his arousal on your lower stomach. You reached between you, wrapping your fingers around him and gave an experimental tug. He hummed in approval around your nipple, the vibrations sending a shiver through you. His penis felt smooth in your hand, a decent length with a slight upwards curl. You brushed your thumb over the weeping head, spreading the moisture to slicken up the next downward stroke of your hand. Byakuyas hips surged forward, chasing the exquisite heat encasing his cock.

Removing himself from your breasts, Byakuya sat back on his haunches. His hands gently parted your thighs before removing your hand from his length. Bringing it up to his lips to leave a chaste kiss on your knuckles before setting it on your stomach. You jumped in surprise as one of his fingers brushed up the centre of your sex, teasing it's way through your folds and spreading the moisture already there. You squeezed your thighs around him, head thrown back into the pillow in pleasure. Carefully he inserted two fingers into your heat, torturously slow he began to pump them into your velvety walls, coating them with your arousal.

Your heavy breathing was loud to your ears, keening softly at the delicious feeling of being filled. Your hips gyrated subtly on his hand, seeking out more. The hand not caressing your inner walls held your hips in place with a squeeze. Mercifully he increased his pace, plunging into your wet depths with accuracy. You moaned loudly, arching your back and pushing your heaving breasts higher. Your fingers gripped the sheets beneath you, desperate to hold onto something as the pressure built in your lower stomach

Feeling your walls tighten and spasm around his fingers, Byakuya held himself over you, large hand planted on the pillow next to your head. His hair fell around you, a curtain of black encasing you both in a protective shield from the outside world. Your arms wrapped themselves around his back, nails digging into the flesh at his shoulders. Fingers expertly bringing you to the edge of euphoria, Byakuya watched as your face contorted in pleasure, ready to swoop in and swallow your guttural moan as you exploded around his fingers.

Your body shook with trembles, the aftermath of an intense orgasm. You lessened your grip in his shoulders, soothing away the indents made by your nails with the palm of your hands. Breathing heavily, you regained enough coordination to return his desperate kiss. Parting, you reached down between you, holding his own neglected erection and directed it to the opening of your twitching core. As soon as the head made contact with your dampened folds, Byakuya pushed his hips forward, sheathing himself into your velvety heat.

Byakuya lowered himself onto you, forearms supporting most of his weight as he buried his head into your neck, moist breath coating your skin as he savoured the tight grip you had on him. He groaned into your neck, kissing you lightly as you wrapped your legs around his own, trapping him deep inside you. You squirmed under him, aching for him to move. Byakuya sighed out your name, sounding like a prayer from his lips as he slowly began thrusting into you. The deliberate drag of his hardened length pushing into your wet heat had you clenching your eyes tightly.

Your moans mixed with his quiet groans in the otherwise silent room. He adorned your neck with loving kisses as he increased the power behind his thrusts, chasing after his building orgasm. Your hands mapped out the muscles in his back, moving under your palm with every thrust. The slapping of skin grew louder as he increased his speed. The need for cool air brought him out from the crook of your neck, choosing instead to watch your face contort in pleasure under him.

You open your eyes to meet his, already staring at you with unabashed desire. You manage a small smile before a particularly hard thrust had you seeing stars, mouth parted prettily as you choked out a moan. You lift your hips to meet his downward thrusts, pushing him into you to the hilt.

"YN" he whispered full of praise as he peppered kisses on your face. You wrapped your around around his sticky back, thin sheen of sweat covering you both.

"Byakuya " you groan, the tightening in your lower stomach becoming almost painful "please"

He captured your lips in a desperate kiss, thrusting into you in a punishing pace. The band snapped, a wave of pleasure washed over you as you sobbed out his name, breaking the kiss. The clenching of your inner walls gripped him in almost paralysing pleasure, his thrusts turned erratic and he pushed himself over the edge, following you into his own powerful orgasm. He stilled momentarily, breathing heavily through his nose, eyes squeezed shut in bliss. A few shallow thrusts followed as your spasming heat milked him of his ejaculate.

Heart rate steadily coming down, limbs heavy with exhaustion, Byakuya leaned down, kissing you softly. Slowly pulling himself from you, too sensitive to remain buried within you, he laid down heavily beside you, pulling you into his arms. You laid in silence, coming down from your high as you calmed your breathing. Byakuyas fingers drew patterns into the skin of your side absentmindedly, relishing in the post orgasmic glow. His fingers slowly trailed to a stop, arm hung heavily over your waist as his breathing evened out. You glanced up to confirm he had fallen asleep.

Blindly reaching down, you gather the blanket to pull over your rapidly cooling bodies. You turn slowly in his arms, looking out to the window. The storm had passed, the lightening sky told you day break was fast approaching. Exhaustion laid heavily on your eyes, sleep threatening to pull you under. Giving in, you close your eyes, the image of your husband flashing through them. Your heart clenched painfully until Byakuyas arm tightened around your middle, pulling you closer into his chest as he sleepily nuzzled into your hair. A content small smile graced your lips as you succumb to the pull of sleep

"forgive me, my love"

the last fleeting thought you had before you surrendered to the darkness

#byakuya kuchiki #bleach fanfiction #bleach #bleach fandom #bleach tybw #byakuya smut #bleach smut #im so sorry for how long it is 😂#bleach anime #its over ten k 👀🫣#tybw #captain kuchiki #kuchiki byakuya #kuchiki clan

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strayflowersstarsandlove · 5 months

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Grey areas (leefelix)

DISCLAIMER: these longer writings can be read as both standalones or part 2's/prequels etc if you will.

IF you wish to imagine the characters following a chronological narration of events, this one can definitely be read after "Peaches and cream" as it could serve as a moment in time that happens after the events in the blurb mentioned above.

You had been staring at the ceiling for a bit now, floating in and out of sleep for a few hours until you finally decided to just stay awake while Felix was still fast asleep right next to you, with his bare arms clutching the duvet and his pouty lips and delicate side profile he looked so much younger and innocent you just didn't have the heart to wake him up. And so a few hours had already come and gone, you scrolled on your phone, counted up to 10.000 in your head, tried to fall back asleep a couple of times but in the end you just ended up awake and restless.

Your thoughts were nagging at you no matter how much you tried to ignore them. Admittedly, you had always been an overthinker but ever since your friendship with Felix started transitioning into something else you hadn't been able to stop your head from spinning and spinning. You two were in that awkward inbetween stage where you weren't just friends but you weren't in an official relationship either. You'd hang out all the time and hold hands and kiss an awful lot and he would often spend the night at your place, he would be walking around just in his boxer or cuddling you silly while still being respectful of your boundaries and calling you pet names all the time and that's probably what drove you insane: he acted like he was your boyfriend through and through but never outwardly said anything about you guys officialy dating.

It had been over two months since you decided you wanted to try it out and see if you were meant to be more than just best friends and it wasn't like you hated it or anything, you actually liked that there was a mutual understanding in taking things slow and not forcing something that perhaps wasn't there yet.

Problem was you were probably much more into him than he might have been into you. You yearned to spend all of your time with him, you desperately wanted him to introduce you to his friends as his girlfriend and not just by your name. You were almost getting too impatient for him to just want you as much as you wanted him.

"Mmmh ..whattimeisit?", Felix grumbles, his words coming out jumbled and muffled by sleep, his voice so cavernously low it sends shivers down your back still, no matter how many times you guys slept at each other's place, religiously only just slept. You roll over on your side so you're now facing him and force a smile on your face, "it's almost 1 pm", his eyes go wide and his expression adorably shocked, "OH", he exclaims, rubbing his eyes and cheeks, "why didn't you wake me up earlier?", he mumbles then, blinking sleepy eyes, pouty face and messy messy hair sticking out in all directions, "you looked too cute and peaceful, I didn't have the heart to", you admit shyly and he grins at you in that radiant way it makes you melt from the inside, "mmh c'me here",Felix pulls you close to him, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, cushiony lips pressing gentle kisses on the goosebumps covering your skin.

His hands slip beneath your shirt, palms running up your sides and your waist, fingers inching closer and closer up your torso. The feeling of his mouth opening and closing on your skin, his tongue caressing the pulsating vein next to your birthmark beneath your ear, his leg hooking around your lower body... It is all a bit too much for you.

You physically feel all your muscles giving in all at once as if you were actually melting into him. Melting for him. His teeth graze your skin and in a moment you know you're gonna get a purple flower blooming on the side of your neck, maybe even multiple ones, his breath is labored and hot as he sucks on your skin, and you just let him. You just let it all overwhelm you for a second cause it feels way too good to spoil it with the million thoughts currently spinning in your head, the inside of your brain now looking very much like a overheating blender.

Love bites soon turn into just kisses, long, sloppy kisses that leave a wet trail all over your face as soon as he redirects his lips back on your cheeks and your nose and your mouth and it feels heavenly and intoxicating and his hands move up to brush the sides of your boobs, and your fingers move on autopilot, finding their way through his wispy blonde locks which you pull at a little, making him groan against your mouth, grind against your lower abdomen. You are burning up now. Your cheeks aflame, your breath erratic when he suddenly grabs your hand and places it right on the crotch of his boxers-"stop stop, wait, Felix please wait".

And Felix immediately stops. He promptly removes your hand from him and his hands from you and just looks up at you with the most concerned eyes you've ever seen, "are you okay? Was that too - too much?", he stutters a little, his eyes going so wide and panicked, "I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry. I'm so incredibly sorry, Lix. But I can't".

You didn't expect it to come out like that, so suddenly, so strained, your eyes already getting teary, "what? What is it that you can't do anymore? Did I come on too strong? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry if I did", he apologises profusely, a frown taking over his whole face as his eyes run frantically all over your own, "no, no it's just... I can't be friends with benefits with you, I just can't. I'm not - I'm not comfortable with that. I'm falling for you, Felix. I cannot keep up with this pretense of us being simultaneously this close and this cool,almost cold, almost fuck buddies. I think I might need you more than you need me", you pause, taking a ragged breath in, trying to keep your composure even if you feel your eyes already brimming with tears, "but I need you as a boyfriend, or as a true friend. Just a friend. I'm sorry. We might just want different things and that's okay. I can't force you to be in a relationship with me, but please don't make me do this anymore".

Your heart feels a little lighter now. But with that lightness the floodgates open as copious amounts of tears start rolling down your cheeks, and in your overwhelmed state you barely register Felix tearing up as well, pulling you into his arms and sobbing in your hair as his desperate voice comes out croacky and broken, "I can't believe you've been feeling like this for this long, God I'm so sorry. I fucked up so bad, I fucked up so so bad". You cry in each other's arms, the both of you breaking down over and over, letting it all out.

You gradually calm down and after a little while, your tears are now dry and salty on your lips, you slowly peel yourself from him, tucking his hair away from his blotchy face, you force a bittersweet smile on your lips and brush your thumb underneath his swollen eyes, "are you going to be alright?", you ask quietly, tentaintevely almost, Felix shakes his head, "I don't think so. I can't lose you y/n, I never meant for any of this to happen, never wanted us to be friends with benefits, the thought of using you and making you feel trapped in something you hated never even crossed my mind", he replies quietly, you sigh softly, your heart breaking all over again as you listen to the little sobs still escaping his mouth.

"I wanted to be with you from day one. Remember that time at the park when we went biking and then we went for a walk and then we had a picnic and I told you I'd never felt that pure, blissful happiness with another person up until that point? I think it was our first date after we'd decided we wanted to see if we could be more than friends", Felix continues, and you nod your agreement, biting the inside of your lip out of nervousness, "I remember telling you I never wanted that feeling to end, that that one date was all I needed to know and that my best friend had been that one person I had been looking for all along, and I truly meant that. Every word. And you seemed so happy as well... ".

Felix reaches out and touches your cheekbone, his finger pads just gently brushing your skin," what went wrong? This whole time I thought we were going to be okay, I thought we were just getting closer… I had no idea you were in so much pain".

You blink away few random leftover tears and rest your hand on top oh his, still on your cheek, "Lixy I wanted to be with you from day one too, I wanted you to look at me and see your girlfriend cause I looked at you and saw everything I've ever wanted. But you introduced me to all of your friends like I was just another one of your girl friends, some days we barely talked, some others you'd camp out at my place and we'd sleep in the same bed but you wouldn't touch me with a stick. And then some other days you were all over me. And we started only seeing each other at night, went to no more dates. I thought you just… I don't know. I thought maybe you changed your mind and were reassessing whether you just wanted for us to be just friends with benefits".

Felix looks at you perplexed, frowning, with his eyebrows knitting together, "y/n that's the exact opposite of what I wanted. I didn't want rush into things, didn't want to push you. I guess my actions weren't very consistent and I'm sorry. Please forgive me", he pleads, shiny, kind eyes staring into yours and joined hands praying for your mercy.

You catch yourself tearing up again but this time you smile through your silent crying and nod, you nod until your necks starts hurting and launch yourself into his arms once again, "I'm sorry I misinterpreted your heart. You are such a kind person Felix, I should've never doubted you", you mumble into his hair and he tightens his grip around you, sniffling and kissing your head and your ears and your hair, "no, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I gave you a million reasons to. But no more",he reluctantly pulls away from you and kisses the tip of your nose, "no more doubts. No more grey areas. I'm yours, I'm fully, completely yours, I'd love to be your boyfriend and I'd love for you to be my girlfriend, officially".

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lavendercffin · 1 year

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Wally x Fem! Reader

Quick sidenote: this is my first time writing a fanfiction publicly so it might not be the best, I plan on making a wally x reader and a gender neutral reader one eventually.

Alsooo headers are by onethousandayys

Chapter one: By tonight I'll be married

The sky couldnt have been anyone perfect, a mixture of clouds not to much but not to little the world's most perfect morning, it's as if the universe blessed today just for you. You couldn't help but appreciate how amazing everything looked today,it was your wedding day after all!

You thought about everything leading up to this day, leaving the big city, moving into the neighborhood and meeting wally at howdy's place.The first date, the second, the day wally asked you to be is girlfriend and finally, his proposal. lost in your own little world, you didn't even hear Poppy and Julie enter your room.

"Y/N ITS READDYY, IT'S HERE AND READY AND- AAAHHHHHH" Julie on her tippy toes and flapping her arms up and down and about to burst with joy,She was almost as energetic as Sally!

"Y/n dear it's ready, I hope you love it! I don't sew that often dearie." Poppy squeaked out, she slowly revealed a garment bag and slowl-

"WAITTTTT!!" Julie screamed startling both you and poppy. "Sally wanted to be here for the reveal, plus it's still early we would wait for the rest of the bridesmaids to arrive it's still dawn afterall , thought I REALLY wanna see it" Julie torn between the excitement .

You and poppy couldn't help but chuckle, but agreed to wait and decided to hang out before it was time to get ready. "I'll make breakfast! We can have a little breakfast with the others before we need to get ready" Poppy walked off to your kitchen leaving just you and Julie in the room.

"Julie thank you, for everything. I really appreciate it all, this is all just...so unreal to me I can't believe I'm gonna be married by the end of today!!!" You held Julie's hand and smiled, she jumped into your arms with the biggest grin you've ever seen on her face.

"Awww Y/N!! It's no biggie I'm just so happy for you and wally, you two are truly ment for eachother" suddenly the sound of the doorbell alerted everyone in the house of someone's arrival, Julie rushed to the door

"JULIE!!! IS IT DONE?? DID POPPY FINISH IT?!?!" You walked out of your bedroom not needing to ask who it was, the excitement told you everything. "Sally! You ran to fast I couldn't catch up in time!"

You could hear Frank's voice appearing to be slightly raspy as he tried to catch his breath(???) You chuckled and greeted them both inside.

"Breakfast is ready! I hope you all enjoy it well sit down everyone!" The group quickly took their places at the table and talked in excitement of the neighborhoods biggest event since Frank and Eddie's wedding!

You were the last to be seated and once you did you couldn't help but look around the table at your closest friends eating and you couldnt help but look at the amount of support you have around the table and knowing that isnt everyone, the massive amount of love they had for you, wedding. The massive of love they had for you.

You couldn't help but smile.

"Hellloooo?? Y/n?? You're oddly quiet, you should be the most over the moon today!!" Sally stated inbetween chews of her food,

"Ah! Sorry Sally, I am really excited I'm just. I can't believe it it's amazing! Honestly, I couldn't be happier" you smiled at her "but... I am nervous" you added as you fidgeted around in your seat after.

"It's perfectly normally Y/n but don't worry. Wally loves you and you love him, everything will go according to plan. We'll make sure of it" frank looked at how you were fidgeting and put his hand on your shoulder calming your nerves..

"Thanks, and yeah you are right! Okay guys! It's time to get ready"

Julie and Sally squealed as they rushed up from the table and dragged you off to your room to start the transition from normal day puppet to bride! Poppy and frank laughed and got up from the table and followed behind the two and the soon to be Mrs.Darling

"I wonder how the others are doing"

Annndd that's it cuz thats how much I felt like writing rn!! Anyways yeah :3 hopefully u enjoyed cuz I have no idea what I'm doing

#welcome home puppet show #wally darling x reader #wally x reader #julie joyful #poppy partridge #sally starlet #frank frankly #wally x y/n #fanfic #idk what im doin anymore

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animemensblog · 1 year

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Lost in you

Pt.1 - Pt.2

~ Meeting you, final pt ~

Summary: after the incident , you find yourself sitting in bed with Kurapika comforting you. He intends on distracting you, furthermore protect you. He's barely had you so he'll devote himself in keeping you <3

Warnings: this is mostly smut, but some physical violence, mentions of blood

Your tears start to dry, and breathing slowed down. At this point Kurapika has moved against the wall with you laying between his legs, head resting on his chest. His nose pressed on the top of your head while one hand brushes your hair, the other rubbing small circles on your back.

"Thank you", you say against his collarbone. "I definitely needed help to calm down"

"Of course Y/N, you must feel horrible and care is what you deserve"

You're lost for words, he will always have that affect on you. You grip his shirt and side tighter, pulling you closer. You adjust your hips brushing up against him. Kurapika tries his hardest not to let out a small moan. Being pressed against you made his head spin

"Y/N, how are you feeling now- any better?" He whispers close to your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"I am, yeah" he feels you smile against him. He begins to sit up still holding you, adjusting you onto his lap face to face with him.

"What about now, how are you feeling now?" He whispers. You can feel his breathe, the warmth. Feeling his arms wrap around your waist keeping you still.

"I'm comfortable" you mumble, nuzzling into his neck. He chuckles rubbing a hand painfully slow up and down your back. Your mind is running wild, thinking about how he'd feel inside you and taste in your mouth

"How do you feel, Kurapika?" You softly whisper in his ear. He loves when you do that, it's the only time he gets you to himself, before now.

He knows you're testing the water, seeing how far he'd take this. So he plays along, "I feel great" he says while gripping a little harder. "This.. makes me feel better". You've never heard his voice this low before, low enough it makes your hole clench around nothing. You pull away to look him in the eyes, he gets excited when you do.

"Kurapika," you bring your hand to grab his chin, pulling him closer. Nose barely touching his "let me make you feel even better" you mumble, batting your eyelashes at him. His breath hitched, but normalized after a few seconds.

"And here I thought I was comforting you" he moves you to straddle one of this thighs instead of both. His grip moves to your ass, lowering your hips to this leg. His thighs aren't super thick but still firm, putting plenty of pressure. You connect your lips to his, both letting out a small whimper. Finally feeling what you've always dreamt about. He groans louder into your lips as he shifts his leg, providing you very little friction.

The kiss got deeper with every breath, your hands running through his hair. One of his hands playing with your thighs and ass, the other on the back of your neck. You never wanted this to end.

He flips you onto your back, letting out a gasp on impact. Kurapika tugs at your shirt hem, hoping you'd get what he's asking. You nod in response and he yanks it off of you. He'd usually be gentle but something about you made him impatient. You start to wrap your legs around him but he stops you, pinning them to the bed.

"You're upset" he grunted inbetween kisses, "I'm supposed to comfort you, so let me". He ruts his hips into yours, gaining a moan giving him a chance to go into a deeper, messier kiss. His chains ran up your side, teasing you with the cold temperature. He moves even slower over your chest. Twisting your nipple between his thumb and pointer. You grinded up into him, feeling the tent in his pants. He noticed how needy you were getting and he couldn't hold out any longer.

He sits up to slide off your pants, them took off his shirt. Your eyes didn't leave his, you could feel how desperately he wanted you. He came back down to leave you a kiss, then fell to your side. He holds himself on his elbow, his free hand went to your inner thigh. Petting it gently as he kisses your shoulder then to your neck, searching for the spot that'll make you melt. He hums every time you let out a small moan. He finally touches your heat making you get louder, he thrusts into your thigh at the sound of it.

He draws his fingers down to your slit, slipping the underwear aside. Taking his middle finger he slips it into you, you're so wet and needy he couldn't wait to feel how you tighten around him. His thumb finds your clit. He silences your moans with a sloppy kiss.

He pulls away and mumbles "you feel so good" and rambles how it feels, how your juices coat his fingers. Your hand ran into his hair pulling his face closer to you. The feeling of his breath against your neck makes you shake under his hand.

He leaves kisses along your neck then jumps to your stomach. He nips underneath your bellybutton drawing a louder moan, then another when he kisses your pussy. He pulls you're underwear and doesn't hesitate to stick his tongue between your lips. Running it up from your hole to clit, grunting and panting throughout, sending vibrations that only added to the pleasure.

Your hand finds his hair again, pushing his head further in. His nose brushes up against you. He pulls away, pulling your attention to him.

"Will you sit on my face?" With the way he looks at you, it's hard to refuse. You nod sheepishly, nervous of suffocating him.

Before you know it you're heat is hovering over him, staring at the mixture of his spit and your juices. He let's out a moan then lowers you down. Your moans became louder than before, he knows how much you love this. Him becoming a mess underneath just from tasting you, but you couldn't help it.

You started grinding on his face wanting to get closer to cumming. He let you do so until he felt you throb against his lips. He stopped, tossing you off of him. As you hit the bed, you let out a soft 'oomph'.

You gets back on top, your let's tight around him, "you okay?" He brushes your face. You stare at his lips seeing how wet they were from you.

"I am" you say while your hand laid on his. At some time his pants fell to his knees, letting him line his tip against your pussy. His cold chains came to your thigh, holding your legs open. He slowly grinding his cock between your folds, making you even more desperate.

You reach down and guide himself into you, his throat let's out the deepest moan you've heard from him yet. Your legs pull him to go deeper, getting him to move in and out. His forehead rested on yours, his hand on your cheek. You two could be like this all day, the only sounds being your moans. His hand found your clit again, this time going faster. Between that and him thrusting into you, you were getting close to finishing.

He drops his head down to your neck, leaving marks everywhere so everyone knows you're taken. He felt like he couldn't stop, his hand rubbing faster. His thrusts getting harder and deeper.

"Do you want to cum, Y/N?" His voice was raspy, it took you by surprise. He lifts his head to see your face, "well?"

"Yes" you say, pulling him in for a kiss. He hummed against your lips. You get lost in the kiss, the feeling of him entirely. He pulled out, then slammed back in, then did it again. His hips smacking against yours is all it took to push you over the edge. Your hole tightened around his cock, his mouth catching all your moans. He didn't like the idea of others hearing what he should only hear.

You kept fucking you through your high, soon reaching his. He pulls out and spills it all over your stomach. His finger finds your hole and runs all the way to your clit, making your legs twitch. He licks his fingers clean, moaning as he gets to taste you another time.

His hand drops to your check, using his thumb to brush your jawline. After giving you one more kiss, he helps you to the bathroom and cleans up. Only so you two can go back to bed and curl up. Yet another night where you fall asleep together, but this time with purpose.

~ the next day ~ ( if you came for smut this is where it ends lol )

Kurapika insisted you come to town with him, he really didn't want to leave your side after last night. He was clingy but fortunately very cute.

He led you down a street, holding your hand keeping you close. You were staring up at him as he froze, stopping you in your tracks. His face turned from soft to defensive. You turn your attention forward to see 3 people standing. The two in the back didn't catch your eye, just the figure front and center.

"Sister?" You call out, Kurapika looks down to you in confusion. You don't look at him but you grip his hand a little harder, at least acknowledging him.

"Y/N, will you please come closer?" Fearful of disobeying a superior, you follow her order. Letting Kurapikas hand drop. You 1000% know what this is about.

When you were younger, after your first bloodlust incident, you swore you wouldn't allow it to happen again. Hence why you trained endlessly, you tamed that side and managed to avoid it.

You knew the punishment, that you'd go home and be quarantined for however long they decide to confirm that side of you was put away.

You mouth to him 'it's okay' as you let a gentle smile form. You can see his concern, his anxiety rising to why this meeting is coincidentally after the accident.

You walk toward your sibling, ready to listen to her normal lecture.

"Mother told me no mercy." It was short but not so sweet. You only heard your mom say it to strangers, before you were kicked out from the room.

"I do want to protect you Y/N", her hand touches your shoulder. "I do, but you know who we obey to in the end." You watch as a tear forms in her eyes

"Y/N.." you hear Kurapika say behind you, starting to turn around you feel a sharp pain. It hurt but not incredibly painful. Alot like ripping off a bandaid.

-Kurapikas pov-

You watch as she starts spinning towards you, suddenly the sisters free hand moves left to right. Y/N collapses, red liquid pooling beneath her. Your body froze, being incapable of stopping them.

You hear a small sniffle before a voice, "I'm sorry."

There was a moment of silence as you regained your thoughts.

"Believe me when I say she would've massacred thousands before that disgraceful side of her disappeared. And that's if it did go to sleep" you watch her body be taken by her relative, not moving to grab her back. You knew they were right but you cared too much to hold onto it.

The only thought coming to mind is 'at least you had a memory to keep for her, one that you'll only know'.

#kurapika x reader #hxh kurapika #smut

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celestie0 · 1 month

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book recs? if you read. biology books are fine as well.

hiii my dear LOL yes i do read but not that often haha. not sure what genres speak to you but i tried to give a bit of a range!!

i just finished reading "pachinko" by author min jin lee n thought it was really wonderful. it's a story that spans multiple generations from a war era to modern era so it was really interesting seeing the cultural developments, i can tell the author put a lot of research into it. i mean i was already bawling by end of the first chapter and i very rarely actually cry when i'm reading books. the minimalistic style of the writing is so lovely i think this book has most influenced my own writing style. it's a hefty n lengthy book though, but so worth the ride

this one is really popular but def worth the hype "the seven husbands of evelyn hugo"! it's about sort of a marilyn monroe type character named evelyn hugo who was a famous actress (it's all fictional though) and all of her love affairs. i love the unique voice that she has throughout the book, she keeps it super real and so those moments of vulnerability from her end up hitting hard. i so very enjoy the way taylor jenkins reid writes aaa i'm reading another one of her books rn called "one true loves" (although tbh it's not that great so far haha)

a romance i read sort of recently was "before we were strangers" by renee carlino and i liked it!! the angsttt ugh. it's a second chance romance ab two characters who met in uni and then went their separate ways and didn't reunite again until they were in their thirties i believe. i love those types of romances where ppl have had a lot of time away from one another, exploring all the growth inbetween is sm fun. tbh there were so many times i wanted to slap the shit outta both the main characters for their horrendously poor decision making lmfao but i appreciate stories like that bc they feel raw and real. def recommend!

since you mentioned bio books i'll shout out my two faves LOL:

"who we are and how we got here" by david reich. i love this book, it's a really amazing collection of geneticists research to account for all the variations in humans across the world and throughout hundreds of thousands of years of evolution. it touches on why diff demographics are more susceptible to certain illness/disease, w explanations ranging from things such as colonization & racism, social isolation and even early language development!!

"the body" by bill bryson. this one is simple n kind of functions as a lil encyclopedia for the body, including famous discoveries and tips on how to take care of yourself. i think it's both a leisure read and also really educational so i loved it. there's stuff like women's anatomy, history of insulin production and there's even a section on food/metabolism which was my fave. it's all in layman's terms so it's suitable for anyone to pick up

i got kinda carried away w this haha but i hope you enjoy reading if you do read any of them! it's overcast where i live and now i wanna curl up with a book :'')

thank you lovely for the ask <3

#celestie rec #anon #asks #bookblr #book recommendations #book review

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jtl-fics · 10 months

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omg wow. the new chapter wow WOW. WHERE DO I START OMG. jsjdjdjsjs i absolutely want to reread this chapter again after this bc omg the BUILDUP WAS SO INCREDIBLE WOW SO MUCH HAPPENED THIS CHAPTER I HAVE NO WORDS SERIOISLY OMGGGGG

the talk with ichirou and our boy ff is so funny in sm ways holy shiet and i loVED that it was feom ichirous perspective like ff is one incredibly hot mess but only we (and ff and nicky and gs know that of course) but literally everyone else including head of the mafia (or yakuza?) think he is the most competent incredible and coolest person to ever exist like ajdjhdjsjjs

and omg neil <3 we love to see neil eating and being surrounded by the love and family he deserves <3 and im really loving aaron in this fic like ik he was an asshole in the books but u can also sorta understand it and i love how ur portraying him just like idk how to explain it but yas <3 i feel like hes always so overlooked and forgotten so im really glad that he has his moments here (esp love it when hes bickering w the other monsters so it feels so real i luv it)

grandma smith is a gem as always and i find her and kevins relationship so hilarious and cute

the mix of povs was so cool i loved it, the way it flowed & the suspense!!!! so good omg. esp when it finally jumped to ff at the end LMAO GETTING THE REAL INFO!!!!!!!! damn smithy did so well especially him thinking he was talking to the police!!!! like sm could have gone wrong & his thoughts at the end PLS SO FUNNY!! no smithy ur not racist <3 but omg pls hes so cute i love him so so much

i cant wait for the next chapter thank u so much for writing this ahsjdjsjja

Real tears at this comment! This was such a nice thing to wake up to!!!!!!

I keep thinking that when I get around to properly writing this in not draft form (looking at you earlier chapters) I'm going to write some scenes from other character's POV (Grandma's whole 48 hours with the monsters from her POV and FF's POV as he talks to the nice FBI agent Iruma Matsumoto). Writing from Neil's POV inbetween helped me a lot in keeping this chapter from being too heavy. (Also snuck in a bit of the Neil & FF friendship)

Ichirou's POV and like turning the shit that FF WOULD SAY into stuff that Ichirou could misinterpret took me sooo long it's why the chapter came out so much later than I wanted it to (that and I spent most of my weekend building that link tree for the AUs)

Lol I just said this in a conversation I was having on here but YOU READ THAT ONE POST ABOUT NEIL'S GLOW-UP FROM THE BEGINNING OF HIS FRESHMAN YEAR AND YOU NEVER RECOVER. He's still too skinny!

Aaron is one of my favorite characters who does not get used enough IMO. Like he's fucking funny! Yeah he's kind of an asshole Neil's freshman year but like he's a STUDENT ATHLETE in PRE-MED dealing with THE MAFIA. Also I really love writing the Monsters as just like...normal guys. Like it's not all overwrought conversations sometimes it's "No Kevin, putting vanilla protein powder in chicken stock is not 'Like Chicken and Waffles' it's a CRIME."

I do feel bad about how GS is just constantly like dogging him but in a voice that makes him preen but like to be fair.... vanilla protein powder into her sweet grandson's soup.

FF is always worried about the most important things when faced with a situation. Like 'At least it's a beautiful day I can cloud watch as Captain Neil and Andrew murder me.' , 'I hope there's a bathroom in this torture chamber' , 'Oh gross he didn't wash his hands before he left the bathroom to go murder Captain Neil', and 'Oh no I WAS racist and RUDE. Why the fuck didn't I ask for his name BEFORE I had that conversation. GS raised you better!'

#Fluent Freshman AU #Ask #FF - Pt. 29 #I stayed up late chatting and now I have to double check myself #To make sure I'm putting Captain Neil instead of something else #It was such a fun convo #but oh boy I am a bit sleepy #at least it's just a half day today #in the masterpost

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nikoruistyping · 1 year

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The One || Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x Rockstar!Fem!reader

Summary: It’s been one year since you decided to take off on tour with your band Ultraviolet and now your last stop on tour is your one and only hometown of Hawkins, Indiana. It also happens to be at the one venue where everything seemed to have started, The Hideout. While performing on stage you end up spotting a familiar face in the crowd that makes old feelings come right back up to the surface.

TW: Angst, Implied Smut (No actual smut though), Mention of Smoking/Weed, Mention of Drinking, Adult Language/Swearing, Past Relationship/Mention of a Break Up/Getting Heartbroken, A Little Bit of Crying, Kissing/Making Out, Playful Banter/Jokes

Word Count: 3,263

A/N: IM BACK BABY!!! It’s been a good few months since I last posted and I just got the sudden urge to write this fanfic out so I’m sorry if it sucks or isn't up to par its been a few months so I’m a bit rusty. Also yes this fanfic is set in 1980′s but I’m using modern songs for the song lyrics/songs mentioned in this fic so pls just let it be.

Songs to be listened to/mentioned in the fic:

Casualty of your dreams by Maggie Lindemann

Loner by Maggie Lindemann

That Way by Tate Mcrae

The smell of cigarettes and weed smoke fill the air of the dressing room. An all-too-familiar scent of whiskey being passed around in small glasses catches your attention. You looked towards your bandmates having fun as they spoke to one another, drinking their fill and smoking until you were sure their lungs would be black. You would have offered to also get as equally blasted as them before your set on stage but tonight was somewhat special to you. Tonight was the last night of your band's tour and it was none other than in your hometown of Hawkins. You decided to end things off on a good note and you wanted to at least be sober for this one performance so that you could remember it forever.

You had tried so hard this last year on the road trying to forget all the memories you had made here but then again there was a part of you that didn't want to forget so easily. Your friends were here, your family and the one that got away so to speak. You really hoped that your favorite metalhead wouldn't show up for the show but something in the pit of your stomach was telling you otherwise so you were trying your hardest to mentally prepare yourself for that moment.

You looked up at the ceiling, your head lying back as you sat in probably the most uncomfortable position you could think of on the worn out couch in the dressing room. You took a deep breath thinking about how most of the songs you had even written for the album were most if not all about him. Your bandmates always praised you for being able to write such amazing heartbreak melodies but what they didn't really know was you never even had the chance to get your heart broken at all. The opportunity never came because all you ever did was watch from the sidelines seeing him go off with another girl and never really fighting to be with him. You hated every part of yourself for never just taking the leap of faith to tell him how you really felt. You were always the friend and never the lover that you wanted to be. Next thing you knew you were graduating high school and jump-starting your music career while he seemed to fade away into the background having someone else make him happy while you watched your dreams shatter right in front of you.

Before you could cloud your mind with more negative thoughts of the past you shook your head and rapidly blinked at the white ceiling that seemed to be staring back at you.

"You guys are on in five!" Your stage manager opened the door shouting at you and swiftly closing the door right behind her.

"Well, what are you idiots waiting for?! Let's get this show on the road!" Rena said, the band's drummer, had looked over at the rest of you and stuck out her tongue as she twirled her drumsticks inbetween her fingers.

"Come on Y/N! I thought you would be more excited than that." Josh, the band's bassist, said as he grabbed your arm yanking you up and off the couch and to your feet.

"Yeah, yeah let's go, team." You say in a sarcastic tone followed by a small smile on your face still trying to be excited.

You followed Rena and Josh out of the dressing room and the both of them seemed to almost skip happily to the backstage area where all your instruments and equipment seemed to be. As Rena was busy drumming happily along one of the instrument cases, Josh was trying to choose a guitar pick out of the many he had been collecting on tour from each city and state you performed in. The stage crew was quickly trying to tune the band's instruments as you could already hear faint chanting and screaming of "Ultraviolet, ultraviolet..." coming from the other side of the stage curtain.

"That noise is all for you Y/N," Rena said as she pointed at you with one of her drumsticks.

"No, that noise is for US Ren. Ultraviolet wouldn't be what it is without you guys too." You reply back as both of your bandmates smiled at you.

"Don't go all sappy on us now Y/N," Josh replied back as someone was handing him his bass guitar.

"Who said anything about sappy?! I'm just really happy we got through this whole tour without murdering each other." You say with a little chuckle while someone was handing you your electric guitar.

"You could say that twice!" Rena said before the stage lights seemed to flicker on and off as the crowd seemed to go wild.

"It's showtime baby, we are going to destroy The Hideout tonight!" Josh shouted as the backstage crew signaled for the band to go run out on stage.

Your heart was beating a mile a minute while you ran onto the stage and all the memories of when you all started out as just silly naive teenagers practicing in Josh's garage for fun flooded your mind. Hearing the sound of Rena striking the drums and Josh strumming his favorite bassline note made you smile to yourself that maybe things really hadn't changed at all.

As you approached the mic and strummed the strings of your guitar, the lights flashed on, a greenish-red hue lighting up the stage and setting the tone for the song you were about to sing.

"Hawkins, Indiana! We are Ultraviolet and I wanna hear you singing the lyrics to this one!" You shout into the mic as the crowd roars and you can already see security trying to hold back the people in the front row, scratching and clawing to get closer to the stage.

You were on my mind all the time

Fell into a distraction with you, maybe once or twice

Planning out a future for two

What I'd do in a room all alone, only me and you

You always lie when it's convenient

Guess you didn't mean it, but I'd still repeat it

If I could hold on to the feeling

Back when all your words still had their meaning

There's no need for apologies

'Cause honestly, fuck your honesty, I'm done

Think you like the insanity

I'm the casualty of your dreams

'Cause I'm not the one...

As you sang the lyrics into the mic you strummed almost angrily at your guitar strings and your whole body moving to the sad yet anger-driven rhythm of the song while you seemed to really feel the pain of the song behind the lyrics knowing that this one in particular really stuck a nerve with you. Your voice out a breath as the song came to a close and you looked out into the crowd seeing everyone headbanging and raising their hands into the air as their words seemed to echo, chanting the last part of the song.

"'Cause honestly you're dead to me..." The crowd shouted, your fingers stopped strumming and the song came to an end. You looked up breathlessly and hung onto the mic stand for support, breathing heavily into the mic.

"Wow! What a start Hawkins! Shall we continue on then?" Josh spoke into the mic next to you, everyone shouting back in response for another song.

"This one is for all the Loners out there!" You say into the mic as Rena starts to drum the rhythm to the song "Loner" behind you and you look off to the side giving your bandmates a smile.

One song after another you poured your heart and soul into the whole show, it was a completely different feeling than any of the other places you had played at across the country. By the time you knew it two hours had passed and it was almost time to leave the stage. Before you could say your ending remarks and goodbye to the crowd you got a glace out of the corner of your eye of a familiar face. Long dark brown curls that seemed to make their way to the front of the crowd. If your eyes weren't deceiving you then you knew exactly who it was...Eddie Munson.

Your throat seemed to almost close up at the sight of him, even after a year he still looked the same, that goofy smile of his, his silly hellfire club shirt across his chest as a tattered leather jacket seemed to be the only one he even owned. You tried to pull your gaze away from him but there was no doubt about it that you were looking at him and he was looking at you.

"Well, shit Hawkins! What a night it's been. Thank you so much for coming out and before we head off I have one more song up my sleeve for you guys. A special treat for the one place I call home." You say into the mic and both Josh and Rena look at you in confusion as clearly you weren't following the set list like it was planned but usually you never did anyways. You waved over the stage crew and they brought out an acoustic guitar for you as well as a stool. You playfully strummed the strings to quickly get in tune, pulling the mic closer.

"I want everyone to put up their lighters for this one. It's not your typical headbanger..." Your voice trailed off while you spoke.

"I'm dedicating this song to someone special here tonight." You say into the mic with a somewhat shaky voice and both Josh and Rena raise their eyebrows in unison and confusion.

They decided to take a backseat to your performance as they quietly followed your lead and let you pour your heart out on stage. Your fingers slowly strumming the strings like you had played this song to yourself way too many times alone before thinking about Eddie.

Run me in circles like you always do

Mess with me on purpose, so I'll hang on to you

I know what you mean when you act like that

But you don't know it's breaking my heart

Said that it was just never gonna happen

Then almost kissed me in the dark

Every time we talk, it just hurts so bad

‘Cause I don't even know what we are

I don't even know where to start

But I can play the part

We say we're friends, but I'm catching you across the room

It makes no sense 'cause we're fighting over what we do

And there's no way that I'll end up being with you

But friends don't look at friends that way

Friends don't look at friends that way...

As the song neared its end the dim stage lights slowly faded off while the crowd was lit up with the flickering fire of lighters looking like twinkling stars in the night sky. A tear escaped your eye as you couldn't put into words the feeling you felt, like butterflies all over again after having sung probably one of the most personal songs you have ever written to a large crowd of strangers.

"Thank you and we are Ultraviolet!" You still had the strength to say into the mic and leaving the stage in a hurry with your guitar in hand.

Josh and Rena soon followed your lead backstage but before you could even congratulate them on the amazing performance your shoulder bumped into someone and you looked up to see it was none other than Eddie.

"Better watch where you're going, sweetheart." His lips curved into a smirk that seemed to be imprinted into your mind.

"Eddie I-" You were at a loss for words, you never thought you would ever have to confront him again and now that he was living and breathing right in front of you it's like you were blasted to the past.

"What? Cat got your tongue? That's not the Y/N I know." He says looking into your eyes and seeming to get lost.

"You shouldn't be here-" Words coming out of your mouth stuttering.

"Why? You know I don't like following rules." He says fishing through his pocket and taking out a cigarette from the box and slipping it between his lips.

"Y/N, you know this guy? Do I have to get security to kick his ass?" Rena asks coming up to your side and looking at Eddie up and down pointing her drumstick menacingly at him. Rena was like the older protective sister of the group, there wasnt anything she wouldnt do for you.

"No...no need to get aggressive now Ren. Eddie is just an old friend of mine…sort of." You say while he lights the end of his cigarette and blows the smoke in your direction.

"Sure...I'll let you two catch up then. Scream if you need help love." She says in a playful yet cautious tone as she looks back at the both of you with a questioning look.

"Wow, some guard dog you have," Eddie comments while you shove past him and start to put your guitar in its case, trying to ignore him, but that was practically impossible.

"Ren is just looking out for me that's all. Unlike some people, she actually CARES about me." You say closing the case with a loud thud while you start walking towards the dressing room, Eddie skipping along your side trying to keep up with you.

"Ouch, someone seems a bit jaded now doesn't she?" He says blowing another puff of smoke, the jingling of the chain hanging out of his skinny jeans following your every footstep.

"Seriously Eddie, what the fuck do you want from me?! If you're going to follow me around and make stupid commentary then leave me alone." You were already hurt enough and fragile, the last person you needed seeing you this way was Eddie.

"I broke up with Chrissy a year ago..." His voice trailed off as more smoke filled the air around you two and you stopped in your tracks, freezing at his words while the dressing room door slowly closed behind you both.

"Ok...well good for you I guess, do you want a cookie or something?!" You say trying to hide your emotions with your unrelenting anger towards the fact that you loved him so much even after all this time.

"I started to write music but then I realized I wasn't writing songs about her...I was writing all my songs about you," He declared throwing his cigarette to the floor and stomping on the burning end.

"I-" You could barely even form a sentence turning to look into his chocolatey brown eyes.

"Looks like you have been doing the same, haven't you?" His steps were closer than ever as he seemed to have invaded your personal bubble and was inches away from you now, the smell of smoke coming off his lips as he spoke every word.

"You could call it that..." Your voice trailed off the more you seemed to lean into him, his hands quickly going to your waist to hold you closer.

"Quite endearing sweetheart, If I knew that's how you really felt about me I would have never let you get away so easily." His nose rubbing against yours and your eyes shot up to look at him.

"Well, I'm not going anywhere now am I?" You teased him with a small devilish smile.

His lips crashed onto yours as he kissed you with a fervent hunger that you knew had been lying between the two of you for a small eternity. It was messy at first, a tangle of teeth and tongue that neither of you minded before you found your rhythm.

He tasted of smoke and a hint of peppermint, but there was a bit of underlying sweetness that made kissing him almost an addictive activity. Being able to finally kiss him was better than you had ever dreamed of. His hands squeezing tighter around your waist, he couldn't even believe that he was actually holding you like this. You took the liberty to wrap your arms around his neck, trying to get as close as humanly possible, never wanting to let him go, afraid that he would escape your grasp again.

He pulled back for a moment, both of you breathless as you watched one another's movements. You couldn't help but chuckle along at the sudden turn of events, you had practically waited a whole year to kiss him like this, and now what? The uncertainty of everything started to take over your mind and now you were unconsciously pushing him away.

"Eddie I can't-" Your voice stuttered out, you were just finding more excuses not to be with him when you knew that's exactly what you wanted, self-sabotage was your worst enemy.

"You can't what sweetheart?" He questioned as his ring-adorned fingers pressed against the warm skin of your chin and tilting your head upwards to look at him directly.

"I-I can't be doing this with you all over again if it's not real," He could feel the pain in your voice and it was starting to break him too.

"I love you so much that it hurts, do you even understand that Eddie?!" Tears started to form in the corners of your eyes as your hands seemed to grasp at the worn-out leather of his jacket, bunching up the material inbetween your fingers.

"I wouldn't be standing here right in front of you if I didn't love you too. I've loved you all this time and I'm an idiot for not going after you like I should have." He admitted taking a cautious step closer to you, testing the waters, your expression changing but the tears from your eyes were running down your cheeks like tiny rivers.

"Eds...do you really mean that?" Your voice but a whisper not believing what he was saying.

"Cross my heart and hope to die my love." He too was struggling not to burst into tears along with you but he smiled like a fool when you drew him back in closer.

"Promise you're never leaving again." Your voice demanded or more so maybe it was the desperation talking for you.

"You know I'd do anything for you." His hand went up to your cheek and stroked over your skin slowly before pulling you into a kiss, this time slow and passionate, letting yourself be taken away by his lead.

Your kiss with him was short-lived when Josh burst into the dressing room unannounced and looked at the both of you wide-eyed.

"Y/N, where are you—Oh shit," He said as he opted for keeping his distance and leaning against the doorframe while you and Eddie seemed to pull quickly apart from each other as you wiped your swollen lips with the back of your hand.

"Hey, Josh can you give us a minute?" You ask nicely trying to clearly diffuse the awkward situation.

"Actually we are definitely going to need more than just a minute to catch up so if you don't mind, lock the door on your way out dude." Eddie quipped at your response and he looked over at you winking.

"Eddie!" You say scolding him and slapping his arm playfully.

"Yeah, yeah whatever spare me the details you two. Just make sure you do whatever you need to do in twenty minutes because the bus leaves soon." Josh says nonchalantly as he quickly turns on his heel and closes the door.

Eddie looks at you with an already mischievous smile on his face while he started to already take off his leather jacket.

"More than a minute?" You turned towards him raising an eyebrow as if questioning what his intentions really were.

"Yeah, I'm definitely gonna need more than a minute to have my way with you."

His hands immediately found your waist as if he has done it a hundred times before and pulled you into a kiss that left you in a complete trance. Twenty minutes would surely pass quickly if he kept kissing you like that. Officially you could say that not only was your last day of the tour a success but you also fucked the love of your life in a dressing room for the first time.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fan fiction #eddie fanfic #eddie fic #eddie munson angst #eddie munson smut #st #stranger things fanfiction

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teslacoils-and-hubris · 10 months

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alright thoughts on tf classic? Or at least the classic teams roles in the comics?

i have literally no knowledge of tf classic outside of how they are in the tf2 comics

that said i love nothing more than to share my opinions so let me just refresh my memory of them real quick-

granny pyro fucking rules if theres one thing tf2 is good for its making fucking insane women<3<3

I really have no strong opinions on the rest of them honestly. The writing fascinates me, though. because when you take a close look at their actions, they really aren't all the different from how the team acts? like. ok. bear with me here while i put on my english major hat and go all character analysis on you

(for the sake of clarity, i'll just be using mercs to refer to the tf2 characters, also under the cut cause this got longg)

what is their role in the plot aside from being antagonists? they're hired guns doing their job, which is taking out the administrator and the mercs, until something better presents itself in the form of the australium based life support thing. At which point c!heavy decides to turn tail and go rogue and get the missing australium for himself

everything they do in the comics? killing and torturing for their own gain and pleasure? nothing out of the ordinary for the mercs honestly. C!heavy is the only one that they go out of their way to make him an asshole (more on him later). The main reason they come off as such villains compared to our mercs? they play the violence completely straight.

Whenever the classic team is shown, ALL of the jokes come from them being the straight men to the antics of the mercs. If they weren't paired so wonderfully to play off of the batshit moves the mercs make. C!pyro isn't even torturing solider for information after she gets what she wants, she's just doing it because she enjoys hurting people- meanwhile Jane wants her to torture him for information he actually has so he can prove that he won't tell her. Every interaction is like this! They're professionals who enjoy their jobs as guns for hire- same as the mercs except they don't tell jokes or get naked and covered in honey while they do it. Thats the only thing seperating how the teams act. the main exception being C!heavy

He is uniquely portrayed as an asshole. He's here for a quick, easy pay (he tells grey mann he doesn't understand world domination types, its too much work), he's extremely caught up in the gain (him instantly backstabbing grey mann to get the life extender for himself, and when he yells at medic about how much he's cost them in animal parts)

One scene in particular, however, really sets him up as the Bad Guy. When he hurts Archimedes. It's sandwiched inbetween two jokes (him getting mad at medic for reanimating sniper, and medic implying sniper has pigeon blood now) so it's maybe hard to miss, but the panel where he throws Archimedes into the ground is such a stark stylistic difference that it really just pushes home that this is something Important. the panel is pure black, with C!heavy and Archimedes in bright white. a spatter of blood shows the impact and damage of the action. It really shifts him into the role of scary villain. He's willing to hurt and kill this animal that did nothing to him. presumably because he's pissed at medic and he knows it will hurt him. Medic's reaction and obvious pain makes him a more serious threat than the other classic members, because even when c!pyro drilled holes into soliders teeth, solider didn't care. Everything else the classic team has done has been an inconvience at best (ok well, except killing sniper, but that is also done by c!heavy and treated the same as this example so-)

It's a really beautiful piece of story telling! It's a fantastic way of conveying that this guy is the big bad to the reader without even using words!

Oh and this is also why our mercs were able to win in the end btw, the classic team was prepared for a lot of shit but they could never expect the random bullshit the mercs pull on nearly constantly. They expected guns that shot bullets not ones with a "BANG" flag then getting punched in the dick

#asks #tf2

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theanonymousfoxsimp · 2 years

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A fun filled flower

18+

Douma x demon f!reader

Summary: douma and the reader had a talk about spicing up their sex life by bringing aphrodisiacs into their life!

Warnings: blood,biting,overstimulation,biting,marking,ritualistic type scenarios, pred/prey, fluffy douma,blood,reader is snacking on a human, slayers are pervs, everyone is 18+

"Darling,it's not going to hurt me,its not wisteria-" your lover,douma,sighed. This had been an ongoing conversation between you both,debating about bringing a certian potent drug into your guys sex life. He had been dying to try it out and now he has the chance to! He used every trick to try and convince you,even stealing the aphrodisiac itself and showed it to you.

"...fine" his eyes lit up like a flame,eyes widening with joy as he heard you say that. His arms scouped you up,twirling you around and thanking you for the opportunity. However,he had another idea in mind and it was rather obvious with what he wanted to bring up with you.

"What else is there you wanting to try?" Your voice shocked douma out of his happy trance,he froze for a second then thought about what he wanted to say.

"Do you remember the talk we had about me hunting you?" Douma said

"Yes..?"

"Well I want to do that when I take this!" He said happily,his signature smile appearing when he said that.

"Hm,it is a nice thought and you are pretty fun to toy around with when we play hide and seek so why not!"

And thats how you ended up here,running through the forest with a scarily fast demon on your tail. Douma had already taken the aphrodisiac,the effects quickly working and kicked in surprisingly fast. He was quick to run after you,happily yelling about what he'd do to you when he caught you and that he will catch his little flower. He broke branches and sliced at trees trying to get to you,yelling at you whenever you'd somehow slip out of a trap he had placed just for you.

"Come on darling! Give in and I'll make this fun for the both of us!" He had yelled,his voice fainter and fainter as you ran in the opposite direction he ran in. Your running finally came to a stop when you found a shack,something empty to hide in as douma ran around trying to find you. The thoughts of what he'd do finally kicked in,arousal flooding your body as you craved what he would do to you.

His territory spanned out for miles apon miles,so you had plenty of land to hide in but not enough time as douma ran around,trying to catch your scent and get you that way. He was becoming increasingly frustrated,even palming at his arousal didn't help as lust filled thoughts entered his mind faster than he could get them out-not like he wanted that anyways. His eyes scanned the area,picking up on your scent and followed it until he wound up in a small cluster of fallen down trees and a broken shack. Your scent was overshadowed by the scent of blood,so he followed it to the shack. He caught a glimsp of your kimono,the sleeves darkened with blood as you were hunched over a now half eaten corpse that still bled. He clicked his tounge,leaning over to inhale the rich scent of blood.

You heard him,which startled you momentarily before realizing what you were doing before. He sensed what you were about to do,your body tensing so he sprang into action and pinned you to the floorboard of the shack. Your jaw and neck was covered with blood,your hands and sleeves were darkened with the crimson drink from when you were feasting on a poor slayer who wandered a bit too close for comfort.

He leaned down,gripping your head with his hand so he could lick the blood off of your neck,savoring the sweet flavor. The sight of you like this sent blood rushing to his clothed groin,he didn't even try to hold himself back as he shoved himself inbetween your legs and rolled his hips against yours.

"Oh my pretty darling,all mine and I finally caught you!" He went on,groaning and moaning from the pleasure and the free food,his hand moved from gripping your head to snaking up your bloodied kimono,his fingers brushing over one of your nipples. The sensation made your buds harden,even more sensitive as douma pinched and rolled them between his icey cold fingers.

"I caught you darling..its time for my reward" he said happily,easily tearing off your kimono in order to have access to your bare skin underneath it. He waisted no time,leaning his head down to bite and suck at the exposed parts of your skin,groaning at the taste of your blood as it filled his mouth when he bit down on a particularly senstive area that made you moan when he bit there. He perked up,wanting to hear more of these noises so he slipped a hand lower and lower to your mound,pressing a cold finger to your clit.

He could smell your arousal as he rubbed your clit,your body wiggling and squirming as he repeatedly bit down and attacked any sensitive spots on his neck. His body became warmer than it could've been,his hips rolling against yours when the need became too much. He removed both of his hands in favor of taking off his own clothing,ripping the seams to expose himself.

"All mine..mine!" Douma said possesivley,not taking a moment longer to wrap his hand around his cock and stroked it,readying himself when he pushed the tip at your entrance. He slowly slid in,a quick change in pace when he realized that if he had shoved himself in-it wouldn't end well for him. So he took his time,slowly inching to the hilt in your warmth as he wrapped his arms around you and lapped up the blood on your face like a happy cat.

He growled when your walls fluttered around him,a feeling that almost made his resolve snap but he held himself at bay until he finally burried himself to the hilt. He smiled,staying there just for a second before pulling out so just the tip was in then roughly thrusted himself back into your warmth. He relished the shock whines and moans whenever he would catch you off gaurd or whenever he would bite down on a sensitve spot on your neck. He quickly adopted a fast pace,your slick aiding him as he chased his own pleasure. The wamrth in his body became scorching hot the moment you wrapped your arms around him,begging him to touch you.

"Douma-touch me!" you groaned out,the bastard only smiled and brought a hand up to grip your chin and leaned your head back to the floorboards beneath.

"I am touching you my sweets!" He laughed out,though he couldn't deny your pleasure.

His hand let go of your chin in favor of rubbing your senstive clit,he was careful with his sharp claws as he rubbed circles into your clit. A sinister smiled appeared on his face when he felt your walls clamp down around him,he knew you were close and wanted to drag it out longer. Your back arched,pleasure shooting up your spine as he continuously rubbed your aching clit. It wasn't until you were on the cusp of euphoria, he pulled his hand away and pulled out completely in order to flip you onto your stomach,quickly thrusting himself back in as the moments of not being burried in you were agonizing. He quickly shushed your whining

He leaned over you,using your bloodied kimono as a pillow as he shoved your face into the cloth and used his free hand to arch your back so he had more of an angle to use. This allowed him to bury himself deeper into you,hitting that spot within that made you see stars and almost whited out your vision when he picked up a faster pace.

"Such a naughty little flower! Running away from your lover when all he wanted to do was use you for pleasure" he rambled on,the aphrodisiacs making his mind run rampant with lust filled fantasies. He went on about how he wanted to use you,how much he wanted to fill you until you burst with his seed.

He didn't notice the two pairs of eyes watching you both,his senses overshadowed by lust until he looked up and his eyes connected with a pair of slayers eyes. He smiled,his cock twitching at the thought of someone watching him defile his pretty demon lover.

"Oh sweetheart,we have guests!" He gripped your neck and leaned back,pulling you until you were flush against his chest. He relished how he could see the buldge in your abdomen,smiling and going on about how no body else can do this,not even those pesky slayers. He would deal with them later, he knew they weren't much of a big deal anyways unless a hashira had followed-which he couldn't sense anyways.

"Slayers!" Your voice was angry,the hunger of another fresh meal almost overshadowed your pleasure until douma turned your head and captured your lips into a distracting kiss. His rainbow shimmering eyes connected with the slayers,as if saying "you won't dare",as if he was trying to get them to swing in order to impress you even more.

He was quickly distracted by your walls fluttering around him,your hips rolled back into his as his hand shot down and rolled your hardened nipple between his fingers. He ditched the hand on your hip in order to rub your clit in quick rushed circles, your hand going down to grip his muscled thigh as he used and pleasured you to his own pace. His own vision almost whited out when your walls clamped down around him like a vice, your orgasm hitting you so suddenly that you didn't have time to warn douma as he tried to use you through your orgasm. It felt like you were trying to milk him of all he's got,the way your hole pulsed around him,he couldn't just deny himself this. Your hips continued to roll against his through your orgasm,his mouth leaving yours in favor of biting down on your shoulder,staking his claim as the hand toying with your nipple when to still your hips as he empties himself deep within you. He kept you still, his other hand prolonging your orgasm as he rode out his high,he moaned your name as he rode it out,a sinful sound that made you twitch around him.

Even when your vision came back,your body still rearing for another round is when you noticed the slayers where still watching. One clearly had a tent in their pants as the other tried to turn away,their face red with embarrassment as they watched you both pleasure one another.

"Doumaaa,they're watching!" You giggled out,euphoria still in your system and made your mind all fuzzy as he moved from your neck to look at the slayers.

"Oh! They won't be for any longer" he slurred out,his mind fogged by the pleasure as his hips rutted up into yours at a quick pace. He quickly used his blood art,freezing both of the slayers until their legs were stiff as ice and they couldn't move.

"But lets give them a show,shall we?". His hips thrusted up harshly,causing you to gasp out as he hit the pleasurable spot within you.

He pulled himself out then leaned back onto the floorboards,allowing you to climb on top of him and positioned yourself so you could easily slide back down to the hilt. His hands gripped your thighs,happily digging his sharp nails into your plump skin as he raised and lowered your body onto his cock. He did this until you found your own pace,bouncing on him to your hearts content as you pulled your demon lover back up for a harsh kiss,fighting for dominance until douma becams the victor.

"Such a whorish little demon! Showing off to these measly slayers,you like someone watching you though,hm? Dirty slut" he muttered between kisses,loving how your walls fluttered around him.

His back arched when your pace picked up,now using him at a speed he couldn't keep up at. Slick wet skin on skin slapping sounds was all he heard between you both besides the occasional moan and groan from either of you. His hand dipped down between your legs,rubbed and circling your clit as he leaned down to suck one of your hardened nipples back into his mouth. His other hand had a tight grip on your thigh as he did this, his tounge lapping at the hardened bud before he bit around it,loving the way your body reacted to his rough treatment.

Douma looked back at the slayers,laughing in his mind as he could see them both struggle in their bonds,the male clearly aroused by the tent in his uniform as he watched douma stake his claim. He groaned when your hand yanked him back by his hair,your hips stilling when you growled out "eyes on me" before resuming your previous actions.

Douma savored the pleasure,he tried to prolong his orgasm-he tried to keep it back but he simply couldn't. The tip of his cock hit your cervix,the spongy feeling and warmth of your walls practically begged for him to paint them with his seed. A ring of white was at the base of his cock, your slick and his previous release gathering at the base of his pelvis as he quickly took over and harshly thrusted his hips up into you. Your shocked cry made him chuckle,he kept you still as he took over for you, chasing his and your high until your pleasured cry reached his ears as your walls squeezed around him. Your orgasm Whiting out your vision,your head tilted back as your pretty pleas for him to fill you up didn't fall on deaf ears.

"Oh my pretty flower wants to be filled? I can do that!" His arms wrapped around your body,he didn't stop thrusting-he only sped up faster, becoming impossibly harsher as he chased his own high and prolonged your orgasm.

"M'gonna-" he choked out and shoved you down to the base, he groaned as he heard you practically scream out his name when he came. The feeling of his warmth filled you had caused another smaller intense orgasm, the euphoria caused your mind to become delirious as he fillex and fucked you through his own release.

"Douma-darling" your sweet voice broke him out of his thoughts but he simply couldn't stop. The shocks of pleasure and pain mixing into a delicious feeling as he continued to chase his own high,not realising he already reached it.

"Mine! No one will get to use you...Only me!" He snarled out,his powers causing the room to become more and more cold as he lost control,fucking you through his release.

Oh you're not regretting offering that aphrodisiac now,but tonight will be a long long night.

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