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poptartmochi · 1 year
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cant help falling in love* is in fact one of the most powerful songs ever. partially because of Shrek yes but also just in general
*accidentally in love. naur i will not change it because the realization I was wrong made me cackle
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vauxxy · 4 months
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RIGHT SIDE OF MY NECK
luke castellan x daughter of hades reader
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★ relationship headcanons!!
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ABOUT - cute little relationship headcanons for luke and his child of hades gf <3
WARNINGS - a little bit of nsfw at the end 💋
A/N - not my fav lol… it’s ok i think it’s kinda cute
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luke castellan is the ultimate gentleman. he’s sweet, thoughtful, caring, all that stuff.
he always makes an effort to include you in everything because he knows how hard it is for you to make friends and such. he’s always inviting you to hang out with him and his friends, or taking you out to chaperone his cabin with him.
he’s your knight in shining armour. before you and luke even became friends, he was looking out for you. always saying hello, inviting you to spar with him, things like that.
luke castellan makes sure his girlfriend is comfortable in every situation. he knows you’re shy, so he tries his best to soothe your nerves whenever you’re talking in a big group of people. he’ll wrap his arm around your back and gently hold your waist, or he’ll kiss your cheek or shoulder- hoping it’ll soothe you. and it usually does, but it mostly flusters you.
he tries to spend as much time alone with you as possible. this means a lot of whisking you away to the hades cabin, because it’s completely empty.
you spend hours just talking and laying in your bed, playing with his hair as you two joke around about stupid shit.
he kinda feels superior to everyone else because he gets to know you more than anyone ever could. other than him and a few of your friends, everyone thinks you’re shy and timid. and sure, you are those things, but you’re also loving and hilarious and so so so witty.
luke castellan’s favourite thing about you is your sharp tongue. you’re funny, and dark, which makes for some really funny comments. the first time you make a joke around him, he couldn’t stop laughing. it was shocking hearing such morbid jokes some from such a shy mouth.
you are not one for PDA. you think that making out in public is weird and gross. he agrees… to an extent.
obviously, you’re not jamming your faces together ever minute of everyday, but luke is very needy.
he’s so overly touch starved and extremely obsessed with you, that if he’s around you he has to be able to be close with you to some extent.
this means holding hands, or pressing his shoulder against yours, playing with your hair, fiddling with your fingers, etc…
just small things like that.
when you’re alone, he’s a lot more touchy. and you love it- you’re as touched starved at him, you’re just better at hiding it.
luke loves to just hold you. he loves to just wrap his arms around you and bury his face in your neck, leaving little kisses all along your skin.
he loves watching you squirm and turn red when he caresses the sides of your hips. he honestly loves everything you do.
luke is extremely respectful of you and your boundaries. he’s also extremely needy. these two things can be true at the same time.
he started spending nights in your bed at the hades cabin using the excuse ‘it smells bad and is always so loud!! y/n you’ve gotta help me!!’
obviously you give in, because you love luke and love sleeping next to him. who cares if it’s against the rules?
but after the third night of just sleeping next to each other, you start noticing just how desperate he is for you.
the way he clings onto your body for dear life, how he falls asleep only after you start playing with his hair.
it’s charming really.
semi-nsfw ahead ‼️
your only issue with luke sleeping in your bed is the way he makes sure his hips stay far away from your body. sure, he’s being respectful, he’s a teenage boy- he can’t control it. but you kinda wish he didn’t sometimes.
you’ve tried talking about it with him, but you get to shy. it’s hard for you.
i mean, how on earth do you tell your boyfriend that you know he’s constantly hard for you? and that you also wish he’d tell you? and maybe that you also wish he’d go further than just the occasional boob groping or thigh rubbing?
lol so you don’t. you don’t say a word. instead, you turn around and wrap your leg around his body as you’re laying down, halfway through a sleepy conversation. you cling to his form, rubbing your hands over his back.
you hear him let out a quiet groan, looking down at you like you’re evil as he purses his lips.
“what’s wrong, luke?” you ask innocently, ignoring his clothed length fully twitching against your thigh.
he rolls his eyes and just starts kissing your forehead and cheeks, wrapping his body around yours as he tries to hold himself back a little.
“we’ve been dating for like… over a month.” you whisper, running your fingers through luke’s hair as he rests his head on your chest.
he nods slowly, which sends shivers down your spine. the feeling of his hair tickling your skin never fails to make you flustered.
“if you wanna go further you can ask.” you say quietly.
5 minutes later and you’re under him as your hands grasp onto your bedsheets, now covered in hickeys.
he’s gentle and thoughtful, always asking if it’s okay to continue or not.
he goes slow, leaving kisses all over your body as he watches you squirm and giggle quietly.
he’s sweet and caring and you love the way he makes you feel, and you love watching him go absolutely crazy over your touch.
you probably couldn’t ask for a more attentive and respectful boyfriend. he’s so polite and kind and caring- he makes you feel like you’re a princess.
being a child of hades has made it hard for people to get to know you- the real you. but luke never found it hard to know you past your name. he loves you more than life itself.
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flynnriderishot · 3 months
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scandals pt.2 - c.s
a/n: highly requested part 2 !! not much going on in this chapter except chris’ road to redemption lol
(i’ll do a part 3 if it’s also requested. i also wanted to thank you all for the support given recently, it means a lot 🫶🏾)
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matt 🫡
chris wants me to drop him off at yours
he just saw the video that girl made and feels horrible
yn ‼️
please don’t
i don’t feel like talking to him rn
matt 🫡
yes ma’am 🫡
i know he’s my brother but i’m on your side for this one
just thought i should let you know
yn ‼️
thanks, matt
christopher ❤️✨
i’m so sorry
can we talk?
baby 🩷🩷👩‍❤️‍👨
now you wanna talk? after ignoring me for weeks and not allowing me to respond?
ur hilarious, chris
baby 🩷🩷👩‍❤️‍👨 changed christopher ❤️✨’s name
chris
she looks so much like you yn
you can’t blame me for thinking it was you
even matt and nick agreed
baby 🩷🩷👩‍❤️‍👨
matt and nick aren’t my boyfriend
i don’t need them to take my side and listen to what i have to say
and yet they were the ones there for me when you decided to act like a child and block me before i could say anything
chris
i’m sorry
what do you want me to do?
i was stupid and i should have spoken to you instead of going based off a picture
baby 🩷🩷👩‍❤️‍👨
i’m glad you’re aware of your stupidity
it hurts to know that a simple picture can convince you that i think so little about our relationship
chris
baby please
baby 🩷🩷👩‍❤️‍👨
i don’t wanna talk right now, okay?
chris
okay. i’m sorry
•••
after sending your final ‘thank you’ to jasmine, you put your phone down with a sigh.
while you were grateful that she had went out of her comfort zone to make things easier for you, you kind of wish she didn’t.
now you had to deal with the guilt of not immediately forgiving your boyfriend from him accusing you of cheating.
the ringing of your doorbell snapped out of your thoughts.
with furrowed brows, you made your way to the door, opening it to see no one there. what caught your eyes, however, was the large bouquet of flowers with a note attached to it sitting on your doorstep.
sighing softly, you brought the gift into your house, closing and locking the door behind you.
the carnation bouquet stared back at you before you decided that the note wouldn’t read itself.
hi, baby, it’s chris.
i got your favorite flowers sent to you because you said you wanted space. i already had planned to hand deliver them but i didn’t want to overstep.
i’m sorry for not listening to you. i feel like an idiot for not trusting you over a picture on the internet and i’ll do everything in my power to make it up to you. this is just the start.
i love you ♡
- chris
you couldn’t help the soft smile that took over your features. you were bitter of course, but you weren’t ungrateful.
yn 🤍🥳
tell your brother i said thanks for the flowers
nicolas 🥳🥸
you got them?
thank god. kid was on my ass about the delivery
he said you’re welcome and he misses you
you blew out a breath, knowing that even though he may have started the separation between you two, chris wouldn’t last very long without you in his presence.
and while matt and nick were used to his clinginess when you weren’t around, ie the two week separation between you two, it wouldn’t be long before they got annoyed by it.
it’s why you and chris worked out so well. chris craved the affection and you loved it to receive it.
so if you worked out so well, why was it so easy for him to think so little of you?
sturniolosdrama posted!
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sturniolosgirl y’all clearly didn’t see that girls tiktok
mattsbabygirl @/sturniolosdrama you’re so late 💀
chrisxyn @/yn.ln @/christophersturniolo please say this is fake
nickssecretary THERES A VIDEO CONFIRMING IT ISNT HER! CAN YALL RELAX @/yn.ln @/christophersturniolo
nicolassturniolo how are you a ‘drama’ account and can’t keep up to date with the ‘drama’ 💀 she didn’t cheat
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>>> nicksgiraffehat so real 👏👏
pepsicolachris nick’s comment, the video and chris’ like in nick’s comment?! she didn’t cheat! y’all can calm tf down now 🙄
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matthew.sturniolo bro what? 😭
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madiswife chris deleted their pictures together! oh no! they’re broken up 😱
chrissturnsgf is this sarcastic?
>>> madiswife yes
yn.ln stop tagging me in this shit 😐
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nicolasxspace yn commented!!
vinniehackersbae it wasnt confirmed or denied that they broke up. leave it alone
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batfleshh · 4 months
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Taking the time
Captain Price X M!Reader
MERRY CHRISTMAS since this will probably be done by then‼️💖🎄
Warnings: ur a virgin but not a stupid one that doesn’t know how a penis works AHEM f!reader fics AHEM :3 faggot, He says he loves you so idk L bombs or whatever they’re called, soft sex, crying during sex, use of condoms, hand holding, frotting but only for a lil bit, did I mention soft sex?, this is long, this is a bit of a self projection kind of thing cause idk what else to write about and yeah, I love price, comfort and mostly js fluffy smut, not proof read, men are dicks, gay sex! :3
“And you’re sure about it?”, the older man in front of you asks as he has you sat on your shared bed, your ear pressed against his chest as you listen to his heartbeat. You nod, his hand absentmindedly making its way into your hair to stroke at it gently. You both were getting used to your sexual life, that wasn’t really that sexual at all. Sure, you knew how to give a good handjob, and the many times he had fucked your thighs was probably uncountable, but he had yet to fully be inside you. To be honest, you were kind of scared. Sure, you love John, and John loved you maybe a thousand times more, but something inside of you just wasn’t sure. You weren’t stupid. You knew how sex worked, and how a dick was supposed to go in. But something about it happening to you made it such a strange feeling to think about. You wanted to be taken by someone you could trust, not just some man that you knew wouldn’t care all that much about it.
You felt dumb thinking that much about it, but you couldn’t figure out why. But something about Price made you sure you wanted it to be him. He was gentle with you, but stern when he needed to be. He didn’t have a problem with how you were, almost always on board with how you felt. You learned to love yourself as much as you loved him. The bearded man making you find some value in yourself that you couldn’t find on your own. Of course, you did have self independence, even helping him through tough times of his own every once in a while. You took care of each other, and you knew he wasn’t gonna be another man that would run off on you again.
You were aware of your bad experiences, how every past man you met was more worried about chasing his own pleasure rather than you both getting what you wanted. That’s what made you back out last minute, the noises of disappointment leaving their lips made you want to hide in a hole. You didn’t want your inexperience to be a big problem, it wasn’t like you hadn’t done other things with other men before Price. A lot of trust had to be built up with this moment, and you were finally ready to let it happen. That night, you had just finished showering, Price going in after you had stepped out with a towel around you. You sit at the edge of your bed, picking at a loose thread on the towel. You take a few deep breaths as you stare at a few items resting on your bedside dresser. A condom rests there, as does a bottle of a liquid. You sigh to yourself and shiver as cold air hits your bare back, continuing to pick at the fabric of the towel.
Price returns a decent amount of time later, a content sigh leaving your lips as you stare at his chest, eyes tracing up to his face and down to his towel. He makes his way over to you, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. You let out a bubbly giggle at the action, feeling sickly in love with the man in front of you. “You ready, sweetheart?”, he asks you, his voice as soft as it can be. After receiving an eager nod from you, he chuckles before gesturing for you to remove your own towel. As you do, you feel heat rush over you as he stares down at your body. His rough hand moves to trace your skin, cooing at how your body reacts to his touch.
You begin to grow ever so needy, moving your face closer to his as if to ask him for a different favor. He presses his lips to yours eagerly, smirking against your lips as small noises begin to slip past them. After a few moments of this repeated make out, you hear him drop his towel. You glance down quickly, your breath practically rushing out of you as stare at his cock. He notices how your eyes dart down at him, chuckling once more as he reaches his hand to hold your chin in up higher as he continues to kiss you. You allow him to move your face, somehow ending up with your back on the soft bed moments later. Soft noises leave you as he finally pulls away from your face, gently moving you onto your stomach. You begin to take in air a little faster, trying not to get worked up as you listen to him shuffle behind you. You feel him move off of the bed to grab something, before feeling it dip again when he returns. He pushes your lower back down gently, your body complying easily as you wait patiently in this new position he’s put you in.
You hear a pop of a cap from behind you, trying not to focus too much on any background noise that might make you shy away from the situation. Your mind was hazy as you feel something at your entrance, tilting your head to attempt to look back at Price. He attempts to reassure you in a soft voice, his hand stroking at your hip gently. You don’t pay attention to where the other had gone until you feel him slowly push his lubed up finger inside of you after giving you a brief warning. You let out a noise of surprise at the action, hands curling into the soft sheet on the bed. You attempt to get used to the feeling, whining as you feel small tears prickle in your eyes. A small grunt leaves Price, attempting to keep you calm as his free hand wanders over to yours, resting on top of it. He strokes the top of it with his thumb, your breath beginning to slow as you try to ease up a bit. “That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well.”, he praises you, pushing his other finger in after a while. You let out soft moans and noises of slight discomfort as he pumps his fingers in and out. This new step into this territory is making your head spin, the feeling of it slowly getting to you.
His fingers are pulled out of you after a while of him stretching you open for him, praising you once more as you only nod absentmindedly, your voice quiet as a “thank you” leaves your lips. You hear him tear open the condom you noticed earlier, your eyes closing slightly as you wait patiently for him. John roll the condom onto his cock slowly, grabbing at your hips and lining his cock up with you. He groans as he slowly pushes the tip in, a drawn out moan leaving you as your eyes are blown open from the feeling. His bigger hands rub against your skin, attempt to comfort you as you whine at the feeling of him entering you, more moans being pulled out of you as he slowly moves himself into you. More tears begin to form in your eyes again, wanting him to slow down more than he’s already attempting to. You begin to squirm, small whines and noises of discomfort leaving your lips as he looks down at you with a concerned expression.
He immediately catches onto what’s wrong with you, his hand reaching to take yours in his gently. The small action makes the tears that had formed spill over, his lips forming a small frown as he watches your face. His rough hand rubs small shapes into the back of yours with his thumb, not pushing any more of his length into you. “You alright there, pretty?”, he asks as he attempts to coax an answer out of you, his other open hand rubbing small circles into your hip. You nod, a small noise of agreement leaving you as you do so. He asks again, just to be sure as he squeezes your hand ever so slightly. You let out an audible “yes”, pushing your hips back eagerly as you whine at the feeling of him inside of you. When you finally start to get used to things, your head slowly rests against the bed, drooling leaving past your lips as you moan out in pleasure.
“That’s a good boy. Such a good boy for me, baby.” he grunts out as he begins to pick up the pace of his hips, leaning forward as you begin to see stars. It’s a lot to handle, almost making you second guess your decision. It was strange, tiny noises leaving you and falling in between your moans as your mind begins to wander, wondering what could make Price want this from you so much. You feel warm tears well up in your eyes, small sniffles leaving you as you begin to squirm under John. It wasn’t like he forced you into doing it, you were the one who gave him permission to do it. You feel Price begin to slow his pace as he notices the shuddering of your shoulders, a frown on his face as he takes a glance at the tears rolling down yours. You whine out of embarrassment, feeling him pull his cock out of you slowly. You slowly lay yourself down onto the bed, thoughts of insecurity and sadness immediately plaguing your mind. You feel his body weight be lifted from the bed, only to feel it dip once more as he sits next to you. He gently pulls you up into his lap, more tears leaving you as you begin to sob. You hear Price coo at your sounds, his larger hands moving to rub at your body soothingly, trying his best to calm you down. After a little while, you finally get yourself back down emotionally, face pressed into his neck.
“What’s the matter, sweetheart?,” he asks you gently, hand rubbing up and down your back as you let out soft noises into his skin. You shrug, not entirely sure yourself about where the thoughts sprouted from. “Just was thinking, didn’t mean to start crying,” you say quietly, a slight tremble apparent in your movements. You hear him let out a noise of acknowledgment at your words, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your face. You let out a tiny laugh at the feeling of his lips, feeling him smile against your skin. You stare longingly at nothing in particular as you begin to calm down more and more, starting to attempt to explain to him why you reacted the way you did.
He listened to you, his hand on your back never stopping it movements. “I see,” he says, kissing along your face more when you’re done speaking. “I’m sorry you feel like that, baby.”, he says to you gently, trying his best to understand. Even if he couldn’t take the feeling away, he sure would try. You mumble a few more words, the both of you sitting in comfortable silence for a little while after that. You whine as you slowly realize you’re both still naked, glancing down as you move your head from his neck. You whimper at the sight, his cock inches away from yours. He hums as he follows your gaze, his hand moving to lift your chin up. You pout when you meet his eyes, his lips pushing up to form a smile. He places a soft kiss to yours, a content sign escaping you as you accept it.
You feel him move a hand down to your cock, giving it a few strokes, a smirk forming on his face when he hears your small noises of pleasure. He pulls his lips away from yours, chuckling as you whine and try to follow after them. His rough hand still continues to pump your dick, small moans and whimpers slowly picking up in volume. He moves his hand back slowly to grab his own cock, stroking both of them together in his hand. The action makes you lose your mind, whines escaping your throat at the feeling. Price shushes you gently and moves down to kiss at your neck, whispering soft praises into your ear. Your hands begin to explore his chest, not knowing where to keep them. “You still want me inside you baby?”, he asks in a whisper in your ear, smirking and placing another kiss to your face when you eagerly say yes.
He removes his hand from your cocks, a small whine of disappointment leaving you at the loss. Price moves his hands down to your hips, lining his cock up with your hole as you whimper impatiently. He lifts you up slowly before thrusting into you, a moan tumbling from your lips. His hands guide you up and down on his cock, staying planted reassuringly on your body as he kisses you softly. His soft movements make tears well in your eyes again; not out of sadness, but out of appreciation. You appreciate John, fuck, even love him. You move yourself faster on his cock, small tears rolling down your face. He quickly asks if you’re okay, humming when you give him a firm nod. One of his hands moves up to stroke your face, more kisses being left on your body. You begin to cry once more, but this time, he kisses your tears away gently, the feeling of his prickly beard making you let out a small giggle. You feel your orgasm begin to build up, whining a little louder than before. Price just gently hushes you once more, repeated “shh”s leaving him once you begin to grow louder. You attempt to apologize, only for it to be broken apart once you feel yourself grow closer. You look at Price for approval, only for him to push his cock into you further. You gasp, your breath leaving you as you shoot your load onto his chest. He follows suit, releasing into the condom he had made sure to keep on.
You whine at the feeling, slumping against his chest, his cock still inside you. You let out small noises as his hands go to mess with your hair, a soft kiss pressed against your skin once more. “I love you, pretty.”, he whispers into your ear, chuckling at the noise that leaves you. You mumble back an “I love you too”, pushing your face into his chest slowly. You knew you had made a great choice that night, sighing contently as you rest against him.
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bwabys-scenarios · 16 days
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Can we see a chubby!reader who maybe doesn't know that Feitan is part of the phantom troupe, so she doesn't think Feitan can carry her but then he proves her wrong (maybe with a little bit of angst because she's self conscious, and then comfort because Feitan loves that there's more of her)
Idk if that made sense
Perfect
Feitan x Chubby!Fem!Reader
!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!
A/N: another short one… but I like it!! Join my server !!
warnings: insecure reader, a bit of internalized misogyny
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You had been dating Feitan for nearly a year now, and you still knew so little about him. His whereabouts while he was out of town were a mystery to you, and you had no idea what he did for work. All you did know was that he didn’t have a normal job.
When you jokingly asked him if he was in the mafia, he scoffed. “Mafia bunch of puss- wimps. Not part of it, not by long shot.”
You were a little perturbed by his answer, but couldn’t help laughing at the way he censored himself for your sake. He seemed to see you as some kind of delicate princess, closer to a porcelain doll than human. Feitan was always extremely gentle when touching you, his hands almost hesitant when making contact with your skin.
This was something you didn’t understand. Throughout your life, people viewed you as bigger, tougher, when in reality you were quite easily hurt, both physically and mentally. The topic of your weight had been a sore subject…
But your Fei wasn’t really good with reading social cues.
“Eat good. Here, for big girl.”
You stared at your boyfriend as he used his chopsticks to drop an extra egg roll on your plate. In your mind, you know he meant nothing by it. He was friends with larger people like Uvogin who ate tons to keep up his strength and figure.
But your heart felt hurt. You pushed your plate away and huffed. “Hmph.”
He was bad about assuming things, even if you knew it Feitan wasn’t being malicious, it still hurt your feelings when he assumed random things because of your body type.
But what you didn’t know, was that Feitan wasn’t assuming anything. You were his girlfriend, he had to provide for you and make sure you ate well. In meteor city, having meat on your bones usually meant you were well taken care of, and all he wanted to do was make sure you ate.
Feitan, though… he wasn’t good at communicating that. Or communicating at all, really, so he just stared as you pushed away the food. He scoffed, slightly offended that you turned down his offer.
“Why huff? Being brat.”
You sniffled, standing up and storming off. Feitan wouldn’t let this slide, he hated seeing you upset.
The dark haired man caught your wrist, squeezing with just enough force to catch your attention. “Why act like this? Made you mad?”
You pouted, puffing out your chubby cheeks. “Mmph… it’s embarrassing. You’re thin and I’m not… aren’t girls supposed to be dainty and small? Isn’t that what you would prefer, someone you could easily pick up?”
You wiped the tears from your eyes, not daring to look back at your lover.
But you didn’t have to look, because he turned you around and began lifting you with ease. Once you were in the air, he held onto your ass, squeezing softly. You squeaked and immediately wrapped your plump thighs around his waist for support, your cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“See? Easy. My little bunny.”
He held you in his arms, not straining or struggling in the slightest. It was like you weighed nothing at all to him and it was… relieving.
“Can’t understand? You… are mine.”
He huffed, sitting down with you in his lap, his arms wrapped around your waist. “We clear?”
You snuggled him, burying your teary face into his neck. “Yeah…”
Feitan tried to be a bit more sensitive with you after that, and made it a point to carry you around and show you off to his friends. It was a little embarrassing… but you felt loved and beautiful.
And that was all you needed.
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urwifebabes · 1 month
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*casually treats this like getting a BigMac from McDonald's /j*
can I get uhhhhhh.hh..... a DogDay smut fic with.. F!Reader.. an uh... Dogday has an abombinal breeding..kink?????
“Have my fuckin’ pups, please?”
what I listened to writing this ‼️
Relationship(s): Dogday x Bat!reader
Warning(s): smutt, breeding ur lil cunnie
The kids had finally went to sleep and you and Dogday had smiled at eachother, high-fiving. you guys had cleaned up the mess the kids had made. you bending over to pick things up, Dogday couldn’t help the tent in his fur. he quickly finished his side and wished you a goodnight, heading to his home. that was very unlike him. he usually walked you home, no matter how tired he was.
Dogday was wide awake in the middle of the fucking night. he was hard as a rock, thinking about the way, he could see your pretty little pussy’s indent everytime you had bent over to pick up pencils and crayons while you both were cleaning. he growled as he fucked his fist, squeezing it tightly. wishing it was your cunt. he whimpered as he thrusted his hips faster, cumming to the thought of you.
he had came in his hand twice, and his cock still stood at full attention. he whimpered knowing he needed you. now. he hurriedly got out of bed and zipped his dick up. he headed over to your place. he looked at the door. it was pitch black out, but he knew you’d be up. you were always up at night. don’t ask how he knew that.
he knocked softly. no answer. he knocked again. no answer. he sighed, thinking you might have went to bed tonight. he started to turn on his heels but the door had opened, a quiet creak being heard. you were standing in the door. he looked at you and his mouth physically drooled. you stood in all your glory. your nipples were hard through the T-shirt and your plush thighs were laced together with slick. he could only think that you were playing with yourself as well. he smirked, you didn’t have on your ‘other fur’ to hide your body from him? how slut like.
he quickly pushed you inside, groping at your body and your chest. you tried to talk him out of it. but why talk him out of it when you wanted him just as bad? “d—dogday wait- what happened?— ah, mm~” he had silenced you with another plush kiss. he couldn’t wait a moment more and unzipped his fur, letting his hot hard and lengthy cock hit his leg. he stopped kissing you as you looked down, your face hot. “t—that won’t fit!” “we’ll make it fit.” Dogday said as he used his free hand to lay you on your couch after pushing the pillows off of it. he had grabbed his length, stroking gently before he pushed the tip inside you, you had already been this wet? he wondered why. he knew it had to be him, noticing the dogday themed dildo on your counter.
Dogday growled as his hips slapped against yours. the sounds erotic and lewd. he sucked against your chest as you pulled on his fur. he looked up at you with his pretty love sick eyes as he whispered.
“have my fuckin’ pups, please.”
He whispered as you felt him dump his cum deep inside your womb. you moaned in pure pleasure as each thick rope of cum poured deep into you. that didn’t stop him though, his hips kept moving. “m—make me a mommy, Dogday~!” you didn’t have to tell him twice. his thrusts moved with purpose, only one purpose. to give you his babies. you were in for it and you knew it. you belonged to him and him alone.
A/N : loll, sorry this is so short. I hope this is what you were hoping for though.
TAGS: @2faced-fairy
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redr0sewrites · 8 months
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Blade x reader General Headcanons (sfw + nsfw)
*gently hands this to you and then scuttles away like a large cockroach* not proofread so yea <\\\3 u can tell i have a blade bias <3
🥀CW: a little angst, blade is Bad At Feelings ™️, reader is sorta assumed to be a stellaron hunter, dom/sub dynamics in the nsfw, switch!blade, knife kink/pain kink, just filth tbh
🥀 minors dni with the nsfw portion
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sfw!
we all know bladie is RIDICULOUSLY emotionally constipated- if he likes you, he is in COMPLETE AND UTTER DENIAL
he will be staring into ur soul like he hates ur guts but the whole time his heart is pounding out of his chest
he has a very stoic face, it takes a while for u to learn to read him 😭
tbh ud prob think that he hates u for a while cuz he just stares at u
once u both get over the initial awkwardness of him constantly looming over u and hovering around u and staring at u, and once u realized that no, hes not creepy or insane he just wants to be around u, u guys would probably become close friends pretty quickly!
i dont think hes the type to jump into a relationship, his commitment issues get in the way
u would DEF have to be friends first, but he would still be enamoured with u
very observant, he notices all of the little things u do
one of the very first things that tips u off to the fact that he has romantic feelings towards u would probably simply be the fact that he literally cares SO MUCH about ur life and routine
hes memorized ur schedule, how u make ur coffee/tea, what ur favorite movies and shows are, he can tell when ur sad or stressed, he just finds comfort in learning details about u
he prefers to listen in conversation rather than speak, he can listen to u for hours
if u like something or are interested in something, suddenly he is too and he wants to learn all about it
at this point all the other stellaron hunters are rooting for u two to get together
kafka would try to set u both up like all the time
shes never seen blade so devoted to someone
whenever u walk in the room, he always seems to light up a little in excitement
i honestly feel like he would confess first but only for the sake of kafka not telling u before he does💀
it would probably be after an especially tiring or exhausting mission, after the maras been making him feel shitty
blade always feels so safe around u and he would just suddenly blurt out the fact that hes in love with u
after the initial shock, when u tell him the feelings are reciprocated hes ECSTATIC
but wont show it
he'll just let out a small (but cute): smile and nod
kafka, sam, and silverwolf are in the background recording the whole thing 💀
hes awkward at first
SUCKS AT PHYSICAL CONTACT TBH
blade's love language is def acts of service
he loves doing things for you and he loves helping u, it makes him proud to know that he can help make u feel safe
will fucking destroy anyone who hurts u
like actually destroy
nobody had ever seen blade so angry or ruthless as the day u were hurt on a mission
afterwords hes cradling u in his arms, clinging to u like ur gonna disappear😭
he knows how fleeting mortal lives are and hes genuinely so afraid of losing u
hes not good at talking things out or expressing his feelings
hes also not great at apologizing but he will try for u and only for u
arguments with him kinda suck cuz he can be stubborn and doesn't understand emotions
blade would feel terrible afterwards tho
would probably sit next to u and just take ur hands in a silent apology and gently run his thumb in a soft circle on ur palm
he likes it when u wear his clothes, he can be possessive and seeing u in his (probably much larger) clothes makes him a little feral
overall, u guys have ur ups and downs, but are ultimately a power couple and he loves u sm what can i do to find me a blade smh
nsfw!
SWITCH ENERGY‼️
when hes dom, hes MEAN
blade can talk so filthy sometimes, his voice is so deep and rough and when hes got you folded in half, ruthlessly pounding into u theres nothing u love to hear more than his scornful voice switching from degradation to praise <3
into marking on both ends, he loves seeing u covered in hickeys and scratches but also enjoys being littered in stinging marks for him to admire later
i feel like blade would like positions where he can be close to u when hes dominant, such as mating press or missionary
SIZE KINK! if ur smaller thank him, he love love LOVES to use his larger stature and weight to pin u down
seeing u squirm and writhe helplessly beneath him turns him on
will pin ur wrists above ur head, leaning down to whisper the filthiest words in ur ear, the entire time his cock is thrusting so fast in and out of ur leaking hole, ur mind is melting to mush at the stimulation. on top of that, his free hand is roughly playing with ur cock/clit, while he nips and bites roughly at ur neck. its all so much, too much...
rahh i went off there for a sec
anyways <3
blade wouldn't understand the hype to exhibitionism until the both of u got together
the two of u r fucking in a storage closet while people outside r just continuing their everyday lives, his hand clamped roughly over ur mouth to silence u, but that doesnt stop his own breathy moans and growls from slipping through
i also think blade would have a knife kink, hed find sick, twisted pleasure in running a knife over ur soft skin as u squirm
hed never actually hurt u, he could never do that
u both def have a safeword
but the idea is still arousing
he isnt as vocal when dom when hes sub, when hes dom its more low growls and groans and moans while when hes sub its more moaning and whimpers and whines
when hes sub, hes so into pain
if u pull his hair, this man will immediately submit
HE HAS AN ORAL FIXATION IF U HAVE A COCK HE WOULD ADORE TO SPEND EVERY WAKING HOUR SUCKING ON IT. if ur exhausted and want to keep blade occupied (cuz his stamjna is INSANE), give him two of ur fingers to suck on<3
he just looks so pretty with ur fingers in his mouth, a small trickle of drool leaking past his parted lips as he stares up at u in utter adoration with lust filled eyes
blade is SO LOUD when u fuck him from behind, he doesnt know why he just finds it so hot
he also has a reverse size kink, someone as small as u taking control of him and using him for ur own pleasure is such a turn on
he has such insane stamina, he could have u fucking him for literal hours and still want more
esp when hes sub, there needs to be a lot of foreplay leading up to the actual sex or else he will be needy for like ever
is actually so touch starved its funny, when the two of u had ur first time where he was sub he came in under a minute
he was super embarrassed, even tho u found it super hot
blade can be a tease if he wants to be, sending u photos of him naked with his hand wrapped around his aching cock, eyes blown wide with lust<3
he thinks punishments are hot, but prefers to be praised and pampered
call him a good boy, he will MELT
he wants to be good for u so much, he needs u to get himself off its almost pathetic :( he cant cum without u there helping him, whenever hes needy and ur not around he always ends up in a puddle of his own arousal, his release slipping away as soon as it begins to build. his cock is aching, he needs u, he cant even get off alone
after sex is when hes most vulnerable, blade is very kinky and mellow after sex esp when he was sub
big on aftercare, deep down he wants to be taken care of and held
he also loves taking care of u, loves washing u as u bathe together after a rough night of lovemaking
he loves it when u mark his chest cuz he can show it off the next day
blade wants everyone to know ur his, and vice versa
THIS GOT SO LONG WTF???
BARK BARK BARK can u tell i have such a big fat stupid fucking blade bias hes so silly i love this goofy man sm i need to pepper him with kisses and then fuck him senseless 😔
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luvaurae · 6 days
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Simon “ghost” Riley x reader 🫶🏼
This is my first tumblr post, go easy on me 🙏 I’m not sure how it sounds or if I like it or not, sorry if there’s typos ‼️
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You and Simon had been together for about 6 months now. Normally Simon was deployed and sent away to work for 3-4 months (depending on the job.) which wasn’t the best. You always had to sit in your little yet cozy apartment without his presence, and sometimes when you needed him most, he wasn’t there. When you were in the shower, he wasn’t standing behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist. When you were in bed, he wasn’t spooning you and keeping you warm. When you cooked dinner, you had no one to serve it to except yourself. Obviously you loved him, but it was so hard to get up for your own work in the morning without him groaning and saying things like - “..five more minutes luv’ .” Or “.. jus’ call work n tell em ya sick, please dove?”. But you knew his job was important, and it helped the both of them with rent and food shopping.
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As you jangled your keys into your doorknob, trying your best to shove it in as your eyes fluttered open and shut. You had just been on a six-hour shift at work and felt as if you were going to pass out every time you moved any part of your body. Eventually you managed to open up your apartment door, shutting it and locking it behind you without even turning back. You dropped your bag to the floor next to your shoe rack before making your way into bed, taking off your coat as you do so. You awkwardly rub your eyes before hopping into bed with your work t-shirt and your panties, pulling the blanket up trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. As soon as your head hits your pillow, you’re out cold. Snoring, not so quietly. You’re positive the whole of the building can hear it.
It was about 5:05pm.
You woke up to the sound of your door opening. It couldn’t be Simon, could it?.. he told you another week? He texted you and said specifically “captain said another week lovie, I’m sorry.” You shot up from your bed, not making a creak. You tiptoed into your closet, where a wooden bat had been lying against the wall (it was the one your dad gave you before you moved out.) you wrapped your hands around the handle as you opened your door, slowly yet carefully. Sweat building up within your palms, yet your grip on the bat extremely hard. You manage to tiptoe out of your room, the rest of your apartment still dark as you heard sounds coming from your kitchen. You gripped the bat with two hands before running into the kitchen and swinging it at the figures head, you told yourself you got a pretty good hit. Yet as the light from the refrigerator shines on the figure.. it was Simon. Of course it was.
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“I’m so sorry baby. I didn’t know it was you.” I say shakily pressing a cold freezer pack wrapped in a cloth onto Simon’s head as he rested on our bed.
“Don’t be sorry dove. At least I know ya know how to protect ya self’” Simon’s says in his deep British accent, giving off a small chuckle at the end. I felt horrible, yet at the same time proud. And honestly it felt a little good to get him back for not having much time to spend with me.
“How come your back so early? And why didn’t you text me?” I say pulling away the ice pack from his head and placing it on my side table as I now tuck myself beside him in our bed.
“I dunno, and I knew i shou’ve but I didn’t want to disturb my Angel in er’ beauty sleep.” Simon gives another chuckle. God sometimes I had forgotten how beautiful he was. I smile at him as my head rested against the pillow, now just staring at him as I take in his features. For a moment I was in my own world, just thinking about how gorgeous he was.
“I missed you.” I say in a slightly tired and grumbled voice as I snap out of my trance and close my eyes.
“I missed you too, luv.” Simon gives me a soft peck on my shoulder before turning off the lamp and spooning me, sliding his arm underneath mine and pulling me close to him so that his warmth radiated me.
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anintrovertedechoe · 10 months
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QUESTION QUESTION QUESTION
what nicknames / terms of endearment do you think the brothers would call MC ?
to all the people who sent in prompt requests im so sorry it’s the illness i swear-
BUT ANYWAYS
Pet Names the Brothers Call MC
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Lucifer
heart’s dearest
okay so i read this in a fic once and it’s a guilty pleasure of mine now i absolutely adore this pet name and fully believe Luce would call you this it’s canon guys there’s no room for objection
flower
you bloom in his presence and he will nourish your growth with everything he has to make sure you never wither away
darling
this one i think would be for either softer moments OR when he’s fed up with you and he’s like ‘darling, please get Cerberus off of you, he’s over 400 pounds it’s not safe for you to let him sit on you like that’ and ur jus like ‘hehe ouppy’
honorable mentions: dear/dearest, precious, dove, angel (teehee)
Mammon
treasure
cmon guys we all know that he would call you this it’s basically canon I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN RAHHH 🗣️🗣️‼️ he’s so sweet my baby mwah mwah. I can’t see him calling you jewel or ruby or anything like that it’s too formal for him. maybe diamond ??
birdie
yk how crows are his familiars? yeah. plus whenever he looks at you he feels his heart soar and he thinks not even the sky is the limit when it comes to the two of you. you just make him so happy bro :(
sweetheart
once again i think this could be used for softer or sadder moments BUT also when he’s like being silly or cheeky w you hes so babygirl coded he so meow
honorable mentions: darlin’, babe/baby, angel (he would also call you this but it’s less intense and more casual), human
cmon u thought I would forget? ur always gna be his human :)
Leviathan
let’s be so fr he would be so HESITANT to call you anything he’s so cringefail (affectionate) but let’s see hmm
player two
he wouldn’t be like ‘my player two :)’ but he would call you that affectionately while talking to you he’s a gamer he can’t help it !! ur always by his side, the best teammate he cld ask for :(
star
he calls you star whenever he’s like super excited like if you defeat a really hard level for him or together WITH him it’s really cute but he gets all embarrassed afterwards dbsjskjebe
sunshine
okay so ik what y’all are thinking, no way mans has the guts to call you this BUT HEAR ME OUT. he’s feeling vulnerable and sad and youre like the sun for him! he (lizard style) feels like he can bask in your warmth and you brighten his days. you’re comforting him while he’s resting his head on your shoulder and after a while he feels better, offering a shy smile and a, “thanks, sunshine.”
honorable mentions: henry, mana (u recharge him !!), oyster (he tried calling you pearl once but blurted out oyster instead. he doesn’t call you this but you refuse to let it go and he hates it #loserboy(affectionate))
Satan
kitten IM KIDDING IM KIDDING
my heart
cmon have you never heard his song ‘read my heart’ ??? you taught him how to love; you have such a tight grip on his heart that it might as well be yours by now
beautiful / gorgeous
this man is so smooth sometimes WITHOUT EVEN TRYING he genuinely finds you breathtaking he’s not even trying to be slick this is a genuine nickname for you,,,making kissy faces at him rn.
love / lovely / my love
he loves you send tweet. but he’s honestly so sweet and genuine about it. he has this precious small little smile on whenever he calls you it in public and he looks so boyish and sweet how can you not fall for him??? he left you with no choice
honorable mentions: my light, my fire, ladybird (regardless of gender)
Asmodeus
precious
you’re genuinely precious to him. this man adores you with every fiber of his being. you jus mean ??? everything to him???
cutie / cutiepie
ur just so adorable to him like LOOK AT THIS LITTLE HUMAN ??? adorable. when he’s feeling especially overwhelmed by you he pulls out the cutiepie and pinches your cheeks and sometimes it kinda hurts :(( dw tho he’ll treat you to an exclusive all inclusive asmo night just for the two of you if you let him know, so…no complaints here!
jewel
he may have been the jewel of the heavens but you’re by far the most precious jewel he has come across. he treats you like you’re priceless—only makes sense that the name fits the action.
honorable mentions: darling, sweetheart/sweetie, honey, lovely
Beelzebub
sweets
okay so he loves food but he doesn’t wanna call you something that’s OBVIOUSLY food related because he loves you in a different way he loves food yk??? and he wants you to know he sees you as more than that. so he calls you sweets because just thinking about you makes him feel like sugar’s melting softly on his tongue
flame
spoilers! yk the life candle incident thing? yeah. you basically are his life force with what you did. he’ll never forget that. you are his driving force, his life, his flame <3
bear
IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD AT FIRST but just listen okay 😭 it started off as teddy bear when he first started to try and come up with pet names for you but he didn’t like how that made you sound because yeah you may be human but you are the strongest being he has ever had the honor of meeting ?? you make him feel so capable and strong but the fact that you also have his back makes him feel…strange (he has butterflies guys)
honorable mentions: buzz (bees make honey plus based off a hc of what MC calls the boys), baby, fire
(i had such a hard time with him guys 😭)
Belphegor
bug / lovebug
LISTEN. THIS BITCH IS SO ANNOYING. (affectionate) he started calling you bug and you didn’t know where it came from and so you asked and he said ‘like a bedbug. bc ur annoying.’ he’s so mean i hate him :((( but he’s always been a bit of a brat what can u expect…definitely not him adding love to it. he called you lovebug when your guard was down and when you looked at him in shock the absolute cutest most sweet smile took over his face??? this is not fair cmon
bip / bips / bippy
it started as ‘personal body pillow’ bc belph is an entitled little mf and eventually got shortened to ‘bp’ pronounced ‘bip’ and then it evolved. complain all you want but you enable him by letting him use you as a personal pillow man. hes so cute when he shuts his mouth tho you can’t help it :((
bunny
he thinks its a cute nickname send tweet. but in all honestly belphie is sweet when he wants to be and he thinks ur super cute ! he usually calls you bunny when he’s teasing you but the name will slip out in an occasional moment of vulnerability <3
honorable mentions: babe, mommy (gn), buttercup, the first initial of your name
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hopefully ygs like this i started struggling after a while 😭
parts of these come from bits of canon from my own inner world but honestly the boys all love you and are really sweet so ☹️🫶
beel and belphie were especially hard because i really think they would mostly just use variations of your name but I TRIED MY BEST HOPEFULLY IT WAS TO UR SATISFACTION
send an ask over if you want me to do the dateables or alternatively, what MC/you call the brothers!
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rascal-xo · 1 year
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HI!!
Im here to make a Lil chubby ghost request 🙏💕 (your writing is SO good btw)
kinda like a part 2 to sweet indulgences??? So like reader cooks a bunch of baked goods for him and he gains weight bc of it and gets insecure about it and reader reassures him n stuff (make it smutty if you want ‼️)
If you do this THANK YOU YOU'RE A BLESSING TO SOCIETY
Sweet Nothings | Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Female Reader |
This is a part 2 to Sweet Indulgence but can be read as a standalone <3
Chapter Summary: Being home from the chaos of the 141, Simon basks in his wife’s love language which happens to be baking, leading to a little insecurity.
Warnings: FLUFF, SMUT, insecurities, Domestic!Simon
Word Count: 1.7K
Tags: @whirly-birbs 💛
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You awoke up early in the morning, feeling the warmth of the sun on your face Turning your head to the side and saw Simon still sound asleep beside you. You can't help but watch as his chest rose and fell with each long breath he took. You couldn’t help but reach out and run your fingers through his hair,
In his sleep, Simon was at a peace he didn’t know out in the field. He was undisturbed in his rest, laying on his stomach, with an arm lazily draped over your midsection.
You couldn't resist leaning in to press a soft kiss against his forehead, savoring the warmth of his skin against your lips. You pulled back and watched as he shifted slightly, his breathing deepening once again as he settled back into a deeper sleep.
You took a moment to appreciate the peacefulness of the moment, knowing it would be short-lived once Simon had to return to work. You let your gaze travel over his face, taking in the faint scars and the little wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that appeared when he smiled.
You remembered the day you met him, the way he had looked at you with those same eyes, your heart swelled with love for this man who had sacrificed so much. Finally, he stirred again, and this time his eyes opened. He looked at you sleepily, his lips quirking up into a small smile. "You’re up early, love," he said, his voice husky from sleep.
You smiled back at him, feeling your heart skip a beat at the sight of him. "Go back to sleep Si. You should rest.” You said, your voice quiet close to his face. He responded sleepily, pulling you closer to him, and letting himself fall back into the sleep he so desperately deserved.
You let yourself stay cuddled in his embrace for a little while longer before finally deciding to get up. You picked his t shirt off of the floor and slipped it over your body. It reached your mid thighs, fitting you like a dress. It was the way Simon liked you best walking around the house.
Simon being home meant you could spoil him in your favorites of ways, especially baking. One thing about your husband was that he was a sucker for anything you made. It was your language, and who couldn’t want to wake up to the smell of fresh pastries or baked goods?
You tiptoed out of the bedroom, careful not to wake him, and made your way to the kitchen after freshening up. You preheated the oven and started gathering the ingredients for Simons favorite blueberry muffins.
As you put together the batter, you couldn't help but think about how lucky you were to have Simon home with you for the next three weeks. It was rare that you got this much time together, and you wanted to make the most of it.
Once the muffins were in the oven, you cleaned up the kitchen and headed back to the bedroom. Simon was still sound asleep, and you couldn't resist climbing back into bed beside him.
You snuggled up close to him, resting your head on his chest and listening to the steady thump of his heart. It was slower than a regular heartbeat, like the deep rumble of distant thunder. Each beat was deliberate and purposeful, as if his heart was taking its time to rest and recover after the stresses of being in the field
After a while, the timer for the oven went off, and you reluctantly began to pull yourself away from Simon's embrace to go and check on them. “Leaving so soon?” His voice sounded huskily from next to you.
“Made you something special, for when you get up.”
“Smell’s amazing.” Simon smiled at you as you got out of bed, watching you move with an ease and grace that always left him a little breathless. But as he watched you leave, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of insecurity.
Over the past few weeks he’d been home, he had gained some weight, and not that he wouldn’t give anything to be able to eat your food all the time, he also found himself feeling self-conscious about it.
He got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom, his eyes drawn to his reflection in the mirror. He didn't like what he saw.
He sighed, running his hands over his stomach, feeling the softness of the flesh there. He had always been in peak physical condition as far as special forces gave him the ability to, but the past few weeks being home had taken their toll on him.
He made his way back to the bedroom and got dressed, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. You were standing at the counter, your back to him, as you pulled the last of the muffins out of the oven.
You turned around, your eyes lighting up at the sight of Simon. "Morning," You said, holding one of the baked goods out to him.
Simon took the muffin from you, his eyes flickering down for a moment. "Thank you, love" he said, his voice quiet. "These look amazing."
You looked at him, sensing that something was off. "What's wrong, Si?" You asked, your voice gentle. You moved closer to him wrapping an arm around his midsection and looking up to gaze.
“Don’t you feel like I've let myself go, love?” He finally spoke, his voice a little softer. He looked down at you with an expression in his eyes you hadn’t quite seen like this.
You could see the vulnerability in Simon's eyes, and it broke your heart. You took a step closer, your arms going a bit loose around him to get a better look at his face. “Oh, Si, no. I love how you look." you answered instantly.
Simon let out a small sigh, his arms resting on your hips. "I just feel like I'm not as fit as I used to be," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
"You don't need to change a thing, Si.“ You repeated again, kissing his stubbled cheek softly. You pulled back slightly, looking up at him, “Besides, I love you like this. Being at home in one piece is a good look on you.” You chuckled.
Simon's expression softened, and he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I love you." he said, his voice filled with emotion. “My sweet girl.”
You pulled back from his embrace for a second, taking in the morning glow of his face, before reaching up to pull his lips to yours, resting your hand on the back of his neck.
Simon’s lips softly pressed against yours. His hand caressing your hips, as you wrapped both arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
The kiss deepened as your passion intensified. Simon's tongue lightly traced the seam of your lips, asking for entrance, and you eagerly parted allowing him to deepen the kiss.
Your tongues dance together in a slow, sensual rhythm as your bodies press against each other, trying to find a way to be closer than you already were
Simon broke the kiss, moving along your jawline, down to your neck, leaving a trail of sweet, tender kisses. You tilted your head back, exposing more of your neck to Simon's lips. You let out a soft sigh, melting into his touch.
His hands explore your body, running under your thighs moving his t shirt higher up. He began to lower himself, and you moaned softly as his lips found their from your nipples down your lower stomach, leaving a trail of kisses along the way.
Your hands tangled in his messy hair as he continued to explore your body, his touch sending shivers down your spine. You felt a rush of desire wash over you as he moved his kisses down to the insides of your thighs, sucking on the exposed skin.
You let your legs fall open, offering yourself to him completely, and Simon took full advantage, his hand bringing your right leg to rest over his shoulder, exposing your heat to him.
You looked up, his eyes now dark with desire. You could see the hunger and longing in his gaze, and it only added to your own desire.
Simon's tongue found its way to your clit, and you moaned as his tongue began to explore you. His touch was electrifying, sending waves of pleasure through your body.
You couldn't hold back your moans, your body writhing beneath his touch as he continued to pleasure you. Simon's fingers found their way inside you, moving in sync with his mouth, driving you closer and closer to the edge.
Your breathing became ragged as you felt yourself getting closer and closer. You arched your back, holding onto the counter behind you. Your fingers digging into his hair as you let out a cry of pleasure. Simon didn't stop, continuing to work his magic. “Fuck, I’m close, Si.” You could barely make out the words.
Simon's eyes were fixed on you, his focus solely on giving you pleasure. He groaned, quickening his pace, his fingers and tongue working in perfect harmony. You were lost in the moment, consumed by the sensations running through your body.
Your walls began to tighten around his fingers, and you knew you were close. Your moans turned into cries of ecstasy.
You came hard, your body shaking with pleasure as you rode out your high. Simon's mouth and fingers stayed with you throughout, never letting up until you were completely spent.
He stood up, his face now level with yours, his lips claiming yours once again. You could taste yourself on him, the sensation only adding to your desire.
You could feel his hardness pressed against you, and you knew that he wanted you just as badly as you needed him. You looked up into his eyes and nodded, silently giving him permission to take you.
He lifted you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to the couch. You captured his mouth again, “Show me how much you love me.” You mumbled against his lips.
And that he did.
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jaiistg · 6 months
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Enemies to lovers with Oikawa Toruu.
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Authors note: Hiyaaa im back from the deadd, school's been stressing me out lately and I've been studying hard because I want to make my parents proud since they have high expectations of me.Im currently finishing my drafs and request's,Im sorry if it took awhile to write this HAHAJKAKAHAHAJJ
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•You didn't really like Oikawa when you first met him,I mean....You didn't hate him nor like him so...Yeah.
•Your probably questioning why you hate Oikawa WELL YOU WERE WALKING TO THE SHOP TO BUY MILK BREAD BUT THEN YOU TRIPPED.AND YOU KNOW WHAT THIS BITCH DID????? HE LAUGHED AT YOU.But when he finished laughing he did offer you an hand "Hey are you Okay?" LIKE I LITERALLY TRIPPED DO I LOOK OKAY TO YOU?? "Nice of you to help me after laughing at me".
•You expected to never see his face again BUT NOOO....When you arrived at Aoba Josai YOU WERE MET WITH HIM.What a nice way to start school! "YOU?!" "The principal told me to help you with your first day to school cutie" "ew.I can do this on my own,leave me alone" and you got lost...THANK GODDD YOU SAW HIM,it was so awkward like you had to approach him from a bunch of fangirls giving him chocolates and shits😭 "Hey so.....I actually need your help...." "Ohohohoh?"
•You don't really know what his fangirls see in him.Was it his cocky attitude? Was it his narcissistic personality? Or was it his good looks? Even if you dont like him you can't deny that he has good looks,like bros magestic and knows it😭😭.
•He was really shocked when you didn't became all over him on the store,He was curious about you and wanted to see you again.You on the other hand WANTS TO AVOID THIS BOY.LIKE WHEN HE SAW YOU AT HIS SCHOOL HE WAS THINKING "this must be my lucky day" while you were thinking "Why does god hate me this much" LMAOO😭
•It all changed when your little brother was lost and you FINALLY saw him with Oikawa.He was so Gentle and Nice to him.You didn't expected him to have that kind of side.Maybe you were to judgemental of him so you decided to become friends with him and apologize.It was hard with his cocky attitude but you did it !! So proud of you
•As time goes by you became good friends with him surprisingly and got along with him ! It didn't take long until you both catched feelings for eachother tho.You didn't confess whatsoever because your afraid of rejection soo my boy Oikawa confessed first and didn't expect for you to return his feelings but he's happy !!
•We all know Oikawa has alot of fangirls amd it isn't rare for his significant other to be insecure of themselves because of It.He reassured you that he loves you more than anything and would never leave you for anyone.
•He would remind you everyday that he loves you so much,and he ALWAYS talks about you to his team to the point that whenever he says "do you guys know that y-" "dude just shut up already,we get it okay.Your in a healthy relationship 🙄". You get flowers everyday from him *winks*.
•And boy when I tell you,this boy is touch starved ‼️ whenever you guys walk to school together he would always hold your hand.And when your in class and you're tired he would always offer you his shoulder he gave the professor money so y'all could sit next to eachother,so worth it.
•This dude literally has all the love languages to exist lets not talk about quality time,yeah? BUTT HE MAKES IT UP WITH YOU WHENEVER YOU GUYS CAN'T SPEND TIME WITH EACHOTHER OKAYY.This poor boy feels so guilty and thinks he isn't worth your love just because you guys haven't spended time with each other for 2 DAYS pls comfort him.
•Hes happy that you support his passion for volleyball,its rare for someone to not get mad at him because he always plays volleyball and barely can spend time with his significant other.But just because you support his passion for volleyball doesn't mean that you support him ALL the time.When he is tired and exhausted but still wants to practice volleyball you say that he needs to take a rest.He can't say no to you so he did take a rest.He is really grateful to have a girlfriend like you !!<33
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liyuee-qixing · 2 years
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Harbinger with a kitsune gn!s/o
Tw: nothing to be worried about,reader is 500 y/o bc Kitsune,Reader is a tease,Taking bath together in scaramouche part but nothing too specified,reader wear hairpiece on Dottore part
Character included: Scaramouche,Dottore, Pantalone
Synopsis: You're a Kitsune that strangely work for the tsaritsa instead of the electro archon due to a contract between tsaritsa and ei. You're also the tsaritsa right hand. Much higher rank than the harbingers
Note:IM NO LONGER ON WRITER BLOCK WAHAHAHAHAH,btw im very very very sick lately probably going t hospital but idk‼️‼️‼️🤯🤯,BTW THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITTING G/N READER TELL ME IF I MADE A MISTAKE
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Scaramouche
He can never understand why a Kitsune like you is serving under another archons,aren't you supposed to be with ei right now?
The time his eyes met you,you gave him an annoying and strangely sweet grins,he turn his head away with a tint pink blush on his face. And oh fuck it was clearly a love at the first sight
You both have a proper conversation when you and him have to discuss something regarding ei gnosis,he couldn't focus,his mind were on you all of the time.
The way you praise him so nicely is bringing heat to his cheeks,the way his cheeks turn red in a split of second by your compliment,just by saying "good boy"
How truly lucky he is to have an s/o as beautiful as you, your sweet grins,Your Soft five tails. The way you dressed,the way your ears goes up,make him even more inlove, He's a soft lover,he never once to call you a name.
He then learned you and ei have a conflict 500 year ago,that why you didn't serve her. He feel relieved someone share the same struggle and problem like him
You were having a day off,thinking nothing will get wrong in the fatui organization,that until you heard a loud bang coming from your door,it was your boyfriend. He look furious and mad
"oh my love,what happened?"you questions him, you soon wipe the sweat on his forehead and kiss him on the cheeks to make him relax. He calmed down,his expression changed
"someone annoying bitch gave another party our information and now the plan is ruined,I swear they're going to be-"he said,back with the full rage and anger.
"how about I prepare a bath for us two,if you're comfortable of course,you can tell what happened while I was your back"scaramouche expression drop,a red blush were on his face,you two do cuddles or something more intimate but never one the idea of taking bath together come to his mind,he just scoff and nods at you
"I wish you were at work,it would've been so much better having you on my side"he mutter as you start to pour shampoo on his hair,vanilla scent,very fitting for him. He then went on about his day,before he goes unusually quiet in middle of the conversation
"lately I also have very frequently nightmares and thoughts about her, sometimes i wonder, what wrong with me"he whispered,the room goes really quiet. Only splash of water seem to be audible,you understand what he's been through,you have been through the same situation as him,you understand what he is feeling right now,the feelings of being worthless and fear
"as long as you're here with me,you'll be fine,you can pat my tail if you feel anxious"you said, leaving kisses on his cheeks. (Mommy issues Scara lmao)
Il Dottore
Man without respect sorry not sorry, he's a high Ranking Harbinger himself so he often he doesn't treat anyone with respect,not even Pierro. But when he saw you,he gives you on full respect (simpttore real)
Oh you need help with something,he offer you a hand, something not someone like Dottore usually do. For tsaritsa sake this man a crazy scientist,killed and abused so many child,then why does he has such a soft spot for you!? The other fatui harbingers tease him about it all day when they're all gather but he always denied his feeling that he end up bottling it
He also couldn't help but stares when he see you talking but in flirting manner with someone else,namely tartaglia and Signora
His face was a mess when you confessed you like him too,he feel like he's the luckiest man in the world that time. Sometimes he doubt do he deserves you
He's most interested with the Kitsune feature you have. He usually inspect it when you weren't looking around or is asleep,and how shocked he are when you suddenly purr. Was pretty hesitant about continuing his inspection at first but since purring mean that you're happy about it he just continue,still worried about you waking up tho.
When you assure him it fine to play with your tail and ear,he goes insane,he took every chance to pat and rub it,he sometimes even comb it and decorate it with bow bc he thought it look pretty.
It was a normal day at work, Everything was going well with getting the Electro Gnosis Plan,The tsaritsa has to be excused as soon as the meeting ended,So she ordered You And Pierro to take control for a while. But mostly it's you to take control
"those are the worksheet, nothing too Much to do,Just some yearly interviews and overall opinion on the current discussed plan, please give it to the right hand after you're done"Pierro explained while he give the harbingers the worksheet.
Pierro finished first, followed by Pulcinella and Capitano,Dottore then followed fourth
But to your surprise he doesn't just give you the worksheet,He then attend to pat and rub your ear with a high pace,this doesn't go unnoticed by the other harbinger
"Dottore,the fuck are you doing there"scaramouche question as he watch the scene. Dottore didn't instantly answer him.
"fluffy ear"was only his answer before he continues to pats your ears with a fast and high pace
"what a very specific answer,thank you Dottore"columbina sarcastically said. Never once in the harbingers life they see Dottore act like this.
"hey stop it, you're going to ruin my hairpiece,why is your opinion is blank?"you asked, grabbing his wrist to stop him from patting you
"I don't have an opinion"he said, Trying to move his hand from your grip,it impressive how you grip both of his hand with just one hand.
"go back and fix it"you finally let go of his wrist and hand him back his worksheet
"no"before he know,a strike of lightning was behind him,he only uttered a small sigh before he sat down to his chair.
"wow.. they're surely very serious at work,if I was you Dottore,I would never do something like that again"Childe whispered to Dottore,dottore still look mildly annoyed,the other harbinger just agree with him
"they're a crazy maniac sometimes,I wonder how I'm still alive,they also strach me when they're on the Kitsune form sometimes. Ugh."he sigh before he responded to childe while he start writing down his opinion
"hey I heard you"you glared at him,I guess someone will not be petting your ear for a week straight
Pantalone
He know you for so long,He treat you just the same with everyone,with respect,it just that you seem to have more respect beside the tsaritsa but it not because you're the right hand of her. He doesn't know is it because your caring attitude or was it your beautiful appearance or was it your hardworking personality,it seem like he like everything about you,and it also seem like you feel the same way about him
He's the type of guy to instantly take it to a serious relationship,he couldn't be more happier when you accept his marriage proposal. He prepared everything for your both wedding. The fanciest and most luxurious things must be served for his dear s/o.
But he couldn't help but thought about something,he has a ginger cat on his house called Mora,He wonder if Mora's Fur is softer than your or no. He never once to touch you around tails or ear before and he's worried if he do it you'll get uncomfortable
Of course you notice it,you assure it's fine,his favourite time to pats you are when you're on your Kitsune form,your ear and tails is always soft but something about the Kitsune form just felt softer.
He let you sleep on his arm when he do his work,he like the warmth you both share.
When you're off work,he sometimes ask you to accompany him to the meeting,you will sleep on his lap or arm, sometimes the meeting table. The other harbinger only can questions about it. He like it when you're around him
The meeting about to start 15 minutes later,all of the harbingers already circling the meeting table. Yet they seem to can't get their eyes off something. Your appearance, laying on Pantalone lap and asleep,ear perked up.
"err.. why is the her Majesty right hand here?, aren't they supposed to have a day off?"Signora asked, slightly concerned.
"oh yea, they're accompanying me. What? Can't I bring them with me, they're my s/o after all"he said,with the same exact smile painted on his face,the one that make the other harbingers annoyed the most. How could you fall in love with this super annoying man?! But after the meeting ended. You were called for a urgent matter. While you're gone the harbinger tend to be talking about you
"I got a question for you in the name of science,How does their tails felt like?"Dottore question.
"yeah!I always imagined it's to be soft"then Childe followed, it's seem like the harbinger Is way more interested in you than he imagine
"what a magnificent creature"Signora also seem to agree on the current topic,soon most of the harbinger start also to question it. Only those who respectful enough to know your role that didn't question it. Namely Pierro, Pulcinella and Capitano
"hey who give you the right to-"he was about to start threatening them,until you show up.
"why don't you find it out yourself"you cut his words. The harbinger was shocked by your sudden appearance. Meanwhile your lover seem to be concerned at your words
"hey,are you saying it's not a special treatment I get"he asked,eyebrow knitted together.
"no."you gave him a sly grins before the harbingers burst into laugh.
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Off topic,Kagamine Len haunt me. Where my Shiho😔😔💔💔
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llvixpixiez · 10 months
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warnings: NSFW content, fingering, eating out, everything like that.
(also sorry if this isn’t very good it’s my first time ever making anything // also i’m so so sorry if i make any spelling errors 😔‼️)
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you had just been awaken to the sound of rain heavily tapping against your window along with thunder and lighting in the distance. “wow” you say to yourself “it was just sunny yesterday, must be climate change.” you begin to get up until suddenly you feel a arm lazily wrap around you and pull you back into bed. “where are you going?” said tom “wherever i want” you said with a smirk on your face. “very funny” tom said sarcastically “but can’t you just stay here with me for the day?” said tom. you had some things to do that day but you figured they could wait. “fine, i can. but just this once!” you said with a sigh, laying back down. “yay!” said tom. you and tom then look at each other saying nothing. “i’m so lucky to have you in my life y/n.” tom said while looking deep into your eyes, mesmerized by your beauty. “i love you so much tom” “i love you more” he says slowly lowering his hand down your body, reaching the top of your shorts. you smile and give him a slight kiss which ended up turning into a make out sesh. tom then reaches his smooth hand down your shorts, slightly shocked to feel no underwear. he begins to run his fingers up and down your folds then sticks one finger in and begins running it back and fourth getting faster and harder by the second. he then adds another finger and repeats the same thing making you start to twitch “you like that do you?” says tom “y-yes” you say feeling yourself about to cum. he then kisses your neck and gives you hickeys. “how do you m-make me f-feel so good” you say twitching rapidly. “secret talent i guess” he says giving you a smirk. you then cum all over his fingers and he takes them out, putting them in his mouth then into yours. he loved the feeling of your tongue wrapping around his fingers as you suck his saliva and your fluids off of him. he then removes his clothing throwing it onto your floor and helps you do the same. you couldn’t see where the clothes went since the room was pitch black where you threw them. he then puts his dick inside you doing the cream pie position. you both start to moan as he speeds up his pace spitting onto your clit then proceeded to use his thumb to circle it. he then puts one of you legs over his shoulder, which makes him hit that spot making your back arch and you let out a loud moan. “i’m gonna cum” tom says whimpering “cum inside me” you say desperately. you both cum then he immediately pulls out and begins to eat you out. being overstimulated, you begin to uncontrollably moan while twitching, pulling at toms braids. “t-tom this is to m-much!!” you say pleading for him to stop. he doesn’t, he then sticks a finger inside you with his tongue and you become weak. he then stops and says “are you okay? you seem so weak.” “i’m okay, just tired.” tom then picks you up and takes you to the bathroom conjoined to your bedroom. he then turns on the shower and brings you in there. you sit down on the big shower floor and just think while the water runs down your face. “here, i’ll help you” he then washes your body for you. your legs were trembling. after he was done cleaning both you and himself, he picks you up and sets you on the counter, handing you a towel. he helps you get new clean clothes on and you snuggle into bed. he then puts on his shoes. “i’ll be right back” he says grabbing his keys and a coat. he walks over to you and gives you a hug and a kiss. he walks out of the room and about 10 minutes later he comes back with a bag full of drinks and snacks, movies, ect. he then snuggles up against you and then hands you the remote to turn on a movie. you then turn on the titanic. you lay your head down on toms shoulder, then he lays his head against yours. eventually, you falls asleep. he notices and plays with your hair and gently runs his fingers across your face. he then kisses your head, then falls asleep.
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ghoul-bonez · 9 months
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~You Are Home~
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(Neteyam x Fem! Na’vi! Reader)
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Summary: After Neteyam is injured in the battle against the sky people you have one priority, to kill Quaritch…
Word Count: 3.8k
Author’s Note: LAST ONE LAST ONE LAST ONE‼️WOOOOOO‼️‼️‼️ I really really enjoyed writing it so thank you all SO MUCH for following this and allowing me to do what I love <3
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You Are Home
As you were resting, relaxing, healing, you had taken up a few new hobbies. Some of your favorite hobbies, like archery and exploring new places, required standing, running around, being active, which you were barred from doing right now. You were frustrated with Ronal’s instructions to stay home and rest, but you did not dare go against her.
You had taken up weaving, something you had never thought you would enjoy, or really learn to do. You mostly made bracelets and necklaces, but would sometimes mend broken fishing nets or clothes people would bring you.
Your favorite part was watching the joy on people’s faces when you showed them your work. At first it was sloppy, when you were just making small bracelets which you would gift to Tuk or Kiri, but they still loved them. Then as you got better and started mending things for people the look of gratitude as they tanked you fueled you. The fact that you were helping people fueled you.
Unable to spar with your hunting knives, or shoot arrows with your bow, you felt useless. You felt defenseless. Any time you would think about the sky people returning your gut would twist. You thought about how you could struggle through a fight off the ground, but if you could fight while down that would make things a lot easier, so you decided to learn how to make throwing knives.
It had been rough at first, their blades and handles slightly different from the ones you were used to carving. When you would throw them they would land wrong, unbalanced or not sharp enough to stick to your target.
Your favorite throwing knife you had crafted had a blade carved from the tooth of a palulukan that you had found in the forest ages ago, as a young girl. When you found it you weren’t sure what to do with it, keeping it safe until you thought about how to use it, and now you were happy you decided to bring it with you to Awa’atlu.
You loved the look and feel of the knife, the way the handle was smooth driftwood Neteyam had brought you from the beach, the sharp edge of the blade that had come from the forest. The palulukan tooth reminded you of home, and the driftwood was a reminder of what was to come living with the Metkayina people.
Not only had you learned to carve throwing knives, but you had taught yourself to use them. You had been practicing on your time off. A wooden beam in the walls of your marui was often your victim, marks etched in it from your many misses and victories. With every throw, every mark, you thought the marui should be more damaged, but it stood strong through your attacks. In an odd way it reminded you of yourself, beaten and battered, but still standing unwavering in the face of danger.
Even though your other new skills came in handy, they held no significance in your heart. Someone may ask, what skill could hold so much significance to you? Your answer would be quick, learning English. Even though you had been so determined to deny any chance Neteyam gave you to learn English back home in the forest, you had taken up his offer now.
So you have been learning English since you arrived in Awa’atlu. Neteyam took the role of your teacher, and he was doing a pretty good job if you had anything to say about it. He was patient with you, and didn’t get frustrated when you couldn’t pronounce a word correctly, or when you asked over and over again, what is the english word for skxawng when Lo’ak was being a moron.
You were supposed to be learning Metkayina sign language as well in preparation for you going into the water when you were ready, but instead of practicing that you spent most of your time on english.
In some ways it was because of the Sully family.
It was Jake’s first language. Sometimes he used words you didn’t understand, phrases that made no sense to you, and you were curious to finally learn what he meant. It was also Neytiri and the kid’s second language, everyone in their family knew it to some extent. Everyone around you spoke it, so why shouldn't you.
In some ways it was because of Quaritch.
You wanted to talk with the man that had brought you so much pain. You didn’t have questions, you wanted to lash out at him, and let him see how badly he was affecting you, and not just you, but your people as well. You knew he wouldn’t care, but you need him to know. You need him to know.
There was one thing in particular that you wanted to say to him, and so you practiced that sentence over and over again, making sure to get the inflection right. You wanted your statement to strike fear into his heart.
Once you had calmed down enough to lift your head from Neteyam’s chest, where it had been laying moments before, you looked around. Jake was questioning Lo’ak about where his sisters were, and suddenly everything was chaos again as Tsireya cried out that they were tied up on the ship. The ship that was slowly sinking into the depths of the sea, the darkness that laid below the water. The ship that was quickly becoming a graveyard as more and more people died.
Kiri and Tuk can not die on there.
Your breathing was unsteady as you thought about it all. Everything that had happened, and you knew you needed to help. You needed to help get them off, and maybe you would run into Quaritch.
Quaritch was the cause of this, and he was your target. You would not rest until he was dead, so you repacked your healing pouch, knives and all, and tied it back around your waist. On wobbly feet you stood, ready to run off and find the man you hated so much. You needed revenge, now. You needed to be the one to take him out.
However once you were on your feet someone stopped you. Jake. He placed his hands on your shoulders, by the serious look he had on his face you had missed something, “They have Tuk and Kiri. We’re going to get them. Stay here with Neteyam and the others.”
You felt yourself deflate, you needed to go help, but you knew Jake was serious, and you didn’t want to mess with him right now as he held the fire of rage in his eyes, so you answered simply, “Okay.” and this time you meant it, you would stay, you weren’t going to run off, not as you through about how Neteyam needed you like he did right now.
Jake and Neytiri took off soon after, headed fast towards the demon ship, and as you sat there with Neteyam you thought about what was about to happen. Jake was going to kill Quaritch. You wouldn’t get the chance, but you supposed as long as he was dead you were happy, whether it was you who killed him or not.
You didn’t know how much time had passed as you sat there, and you were quickly getting riled up more as time went on. You felt yourself slipping the more you thought about Quaritch. You thought about everything he had done, all the pain he had caused, and you felt the wild animal inside you awaken.
As your eyes surveyed the area for any sign of danger you took deep breaths, doing as Neteyam had taught you, and you tried your hardest to keep your eyes in focus, your hearing from going out, your mind from going blank, and you seem to be succeeding.
You seem to be succeeding.
Then you’re not.
You watched with harsh, unforgiving eyes as Spider lugs himself and Quaritch out of the water, both of them dripping and shivering from the breeze that was gently coasting over the ocean. You were worried about Jake as the thoughts of his mission to kill Quaritch flooded through your head, but you thought if Jake couldn’t finish the job, you certainly would. It was your turn now, and you wouldn’t miss your chance.
You focused in on them with cruel eyes, eyes that held danger and uncertainty for them, and you knew if looks could kill you can guarantee they would both be dead right now.
However no matter how much you prayed to Eywa for the man who had caused you so much pain to be dead, he was not.
No matter how much you wanted his son, who you blamed just as much for his wrongdoings, to be dead, he was not.
Neither of them were.
That was about to change.
You said a quick goodbye to Neteyam who was still asleep, praying he would stay stable with a lingering kiss to his forehead. You left him with Tsireya, who you trusted enough, as everyone else had left on missions to save their parents.
You swam as stealthily as possible with your leg, aching as you used it too much, over to the rock where they were standing. You slowly creeped out of the water crouching low like you were going to pounce. You stood behind Quaritch, but decided not to attack yet.
Your mind focused on him. It was as if you were coated in a haze of violence, as your heart hammered in your chest. Thoughts of killing him fogged your mind like a dewy early morning where the fog rolled in off of the ocean.
As you struggled to think about anything other than the brutal death you were about to bestow onto him you remembered the sentence you had practiced so much, “You will die today.” You hissed out, your accent was strong, almost hard to understand. He whipped around as if he didn’t even realize you had been behind him, his eyes meeting you, and he seemed to understand what you had said.
He laughs at you, like your threat is funny, “You’re that feral one, aren’t you?” He questioned you, and you simply hissed back, teeth bared and a violence stronger than anything else stirring in your soul, like a storm about to downpour.
“If you want to kill me so badly, then let’s go!” He taunted you, holding his hands out like an invitation, “Let’s dance.”
Before you could make your move, Spider barged in, stepping between the two of you, but facing you head on, “(Y/n), please don’t do this!” He practically begged you, and you were furious.
You growled at him, violence in your eyes, and he flinched back as you spoke, “Stupid tawtute boy.” You insulted him, voice low and full of rage, “Stay out of this. You will be lucky if I do not kill you too!” You shouted the warning at him.
If you asked Spider he would admit he feared for his life, but he didn’t back down, knowing the Sullys would be furious with him if they found out he hadn’t tried to stop you, “This isn’t about me, it isn’t even about him. I’m warning you, (Y/n), I don’t think you can win this fight.”
You hissed loudly, your ears flat on your head, and sharp canines bared, “Spider, I am warning you, you better be gone by the time I’m done with him, or you will meet the same fate.” You warned him once again, before turning back to Quaritch, drawing one of your throwing blades, “He will pay for his crimes with death. If you are lucky he will have paid for your crimes too.”
Spider seemed to be fed up now, frustrated beyond belief, “Fine… Fine! Go on, fight him then!”
You smirked with that little victory, turning back to Quaritch as Spider stepped aside, “You die, now!”
Quaritch looked just as smug, he was confident he was going to win, and he let you know that with vaguely threatening words, “You’re really gonna fight me, huh? With your leg all busted up like that?” He snickered, smirking as he taunted you, “Did my guys do that to you?”
You just hissed as a reply, crouching down in a fighting pose, remembering everything your mother palulukan had taught you. She had taught you to stay strong, to keep your stamina up, to pounce, and take down, and kill.
However she hadn’t taught you to play dirty.
You had learned that somewhere else, and playing dirty was exactly what you decided to do. He had no weapons, an immense advantage for you, and a downfall for him. If you were being fair, making sure the battleground was even, you would have fought fist to fist, but it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair, and you didn’t care.
You draw your first weapon, pulling out a knife from your healing pouch. Feeling the handle you immediately knew which one it was, the palulukan tooth knife. In an odd way it filled you with rage. It was your only throwing knife made of supplies from the forest, every other one made with typical Metkayina materials.
It reminded you of home, and what you had to leave behind. All because of him.
When you drew it from your pouch and he didn’t make a move you knew you had the upper hand. He was hesitant to attack you while you were wielding a weapon, but what he didn’t know was that your knife wasn’t for slashing or cutting, it was to be thrown, and that’s exactly what you did.
He wasn’t quick enough to figure out what was going on, and before he could dodge the blade was dug into his shoulder. He hissed out in pain, looking at his shoulder and assessing the damage. You were sure it didn’t do too much, maybe his arm would be out of the fight, but that wasn’t much in the whole scheme of things.
He was quick in his movements as he pulled it out of his shoulder, not flinching as if he was prepared for it, and instead of throwing it back at you he tossed it to the side, not giving you a chance to use it again.
You threw the next, him dodging it this time, and you decided this wasn’t going to work. He was too aware now, but maybe once he got tired, slower, you could try again. Instead you crouched down, pouncing at him and throwing a punch.
Thank Eywa, it landed.
He seemed frustrated as you tried to back away, but he didn’t let you escape, grabbing your braid, dragging you back and placing his arms behind your neck while twisting your arms behind your back. You struggled in his hold for a second, and once your mind cleared a bit you came up with a plan.
You threw your head back, nailing him straight in the nose and he was quick to let you go. He staggered back, a hand wiping the blood that trickled from his nose as you sprinted towards him again. This time he threw a punch in your direction, hitting your shoulder and you hissed.
He tried to hit you once again and you caught his fist, twisting it and using his momentum to throw him to the ground on his back where you stood over him, looming like an angel, like you were the last thing he was about to see.
As you sank down, knees on either side of his torso where you had planned to stab him with the same serrated knife that had taken the life of another one of the recoms just weeks earlier in the forest, he grabbed your wrists together, both hands held firmly onto the handle. He tried to throw you off, but it just ended up with you dropping your knife.
You saw the palulukan tooth knife beside his head out of the corner of your eye, and you reached for it quickly, but he took his chance and flipped you over pinning you to the ground this time, but by his error your hands were free, and you managed to grab the knife.
Horror filled his eyes as he realized you had the weapon, and before he could move away it was sunk into his chest, right above his heart, but luckily it hadn’t pierced the vital organ. He tried rolling off of you, tried to escape, but you were quicker than him.
You dug your knife into his neck, slitting it open, and as blood spewed onto you from his body above you, you felt victorious.
You had won!
He was dead…
It took a few seconds for him to be completely gone, and when he was, his body slumped down onto you. You shoved him off of you roughly and he fell to the ground, face down, and you were grateful you never had to see his face ever again.
You stood up, looking down at him, and for good measure, anger and violence still flowing through your veins, you stomped on the back of his head, making sure his face was smashed beyond recognition if he somehow, somehow, survived your finishing blow.
When you were satisfied, done with the fight, you crashed to the ground, exhausted. You wanted to collapse to the ground in a heap of tears, but instead you cleaned yourself up, tending to the small cuts you had gotten, somehow avoiding any serious damage to yourself, and you had never felt so young since you had been a child.
You felt so small as you sat hunched over, cleaning your wounds in the seawater around you. The salt left a burning sensation that somehow calmed you. It reminded you of being a child, being littered in cuts from your days in the forest before you got back home and your mother palulukan would lick your wounds clean. It reminded you of your den back in the forest. It reminded you of home.
You breathed harshly, still angry, and as Spider stood near you with his mouth agape you addressed him harshly, “Why are you still here, traitor? Why haven’t you run away?” He still looked in shock, apparently he was truly convinced you couldn't kill Quaritch, and now you had. You asked him, “Am I going to be forced to kill you too?” That snapped him out of his shocked state.
He began to talk, stuttering over his words, not actually getting anything out, and you hoped for the boy that Eywa be on his side, as he tried to convince you not to murder once again.
All he could say was, “Please. Please don’t…”
You felt bad for him in a way, although you had no reason to, but decided to let him live. However he had to be held accountable for dragging Quaritch from his grave in the sea. You decided to let him live thinking whatever punishment Jake would have for him would be worse than death, “I’ll spare you, but I am telling Jake. Good luck with that.” You squinted at him harshly, before you stepped back into the sea, ready to swim back to Neteyam and his family, your family.
When you got back Spider was close behind you, and everyone could feel the tension. Everyone knew something had happened, but you decided to allow peace for now, not addressing what had happened and staying quiet.
Instead you hustled back over to Neteyam who was conscious again, and sitting up with help from his mother. You took her place and held him tightly, “I love you. I love you so much.” You whispered to him, just for him.
“I love you too, yawne.” He muttered back, clearly exhausted.
“Let’s get you home…” You trailed off, carefully admitting that you were calling Awa’atlu your home, but only because he was with you, “Let’s go home.”
He nodded in agreement, happy that you were content. Once everyone else was ready to leave everyone paired up with a creature to take them back. Neytiri called her ikran, Jake on a tsurak, and the kids on ilus.
You called out to your ikran as well, and once she landed you carefully sat Neteyam up on her back with you sitting behind him holding him close. He had to be out of the water so his wound wouldn't get infected and the blood clotting paste wouldn’t wash off. You were grateful he was able to ride with you, Neytiri taking Tuk with her.
You were grateful he was still here with you.
Once you arrived back in Awa’atlu you rushed Neteyam to the Tsahík’s marui, and as Ronal heard the panic in your voice she rushed out to meet you. She was just as shocked as you were at first, but she was even more so shocked he was still alive. She took note to compliment you later, sure you were the one who had saved his life.
Just as you were required to rest, she now put Neteyam on bed rest as well, and as you had once again pulled your stitches out during your fight with Quaritch you were required to stay with him. You had complained you were stuck inside for longer, but you were secretly excited to spend all day relaxing with Neteyam.
You sighed, your hand resting on his knee gently, rubbing circles on it more so to calm yourself than him, “Ronal says your leg may never work the same, says you’ll have a limp, but I have faith in you… I know you will recover.” You admitted. You know he had heard that from Ronal, but you wanted to reassure him he would be okay. You were sure of that.
He cringed at your words, he knew Ronal was most likely right, but he gave into you, “I know tiyawn.” He said to amuse you, he didn’t want you to know he was so pessimistic about this. He didn’t want you to know he didn’t believe you.
You frowned, and he wanted to do anything to take it off of your face, “I know you don’t believe me, but you are so resilient. You will be back to normal in no time. You are so, so strong…” You complimented him, kissing his cheek, “and you have the best healer taking care of you.” You winked at him, slyly complimenting yourself, and making him laugh.
As you sit next to him, checking his wounds, changing the dressings, caring for him as you would yourself, you realize why you are so happy, even after your world has completely changed. As long as he is okay, as long as he is next to you, as long as you have his love, you are home.
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Word Bank:
Palulukan (Thanator)
Awa’atlu (Metkayina village)
Metkayina (Ocean Na’vi)
Marui (Metkayina homes)
Skxawng (Idiot, moron)
Eywa (Na’vi goddess)
Tawtute (Sky people, humans)
Yawne (Beloved)
Ikran (Mountain Banshee)
Tsurak (Skimwing)
Ilu (Metkayina animal transportation)
Tsahík (Spiritual leader)
Tiyawn (Love)
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sammysficfactory · 9 months
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AOT Men’s Favorite R&B/Soul Throwback Song pt.1
Eren, Armin, and Levi
(doing ony and connie separately bc i can’t find anything pink for them😔 i also wanna do the ladies but idk if yall gon be feeling that) pt.2 here
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Eren Jeager
Soon As I Get Home by Faith Evans
idc what you say this fits him to a t
sexy but sweet yk?
he serenades you a lot but this is his favorite song to sing bother you with
No matter what, Eren always does his best to keep your relationship fun. Most of the time that just means he likes to bother you when you’re busy. You feel a familiar pair of arms wrap around you as you stir something over the stove.
“Go ‘head Eren. I don’t have time for your foolishness right now.” You give him an empty warning and he knows it, which is why he begins swaying you side to side.
“Come on, ma. You know this is our song. You can’t dance with me for like five minutes?” He begins trying to appeal to you by humming the melody in your ear and pressing his chest closer to your back. You roll your eyes playfully before turning the burner on low and turn in his arms to look up at him.
“You not gon’ bother me after this? You know I gotta hurry up and get this done.” You ask, swaying from side to side as the Faith Evans song played. Eren nods, planting a kiss on your cheek before nodding.
“I won’t bother you, I promise. Just let me dance with my beautiful girlfriend.” His mischievous tone makes him sound unconvincing but you move away from the stove anyway and oblige, dancing with him in your shared kitchen.
he truly is a pain
but that’s my man
and imma stick beside him ‼️
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Armin Arlert
You Don’t Know My Name by Alicia Keys
i love this song so dearly
literally such a cute and romantic lil song
perfect for my min🤭
Armin’s hand is on your thigh as he drives to the grocery store when the telltale notes of a piano play through the speakers. Armin looks at you with bright eyes and affectionate smile.
“We should make this our song. You know, like when we old and stuff and the song plays and we dance in the living room.” Armin begins verbally painting a picture of what he wants your future with him to look like.
“That’s kinda corny to think about, but it’s cute.” You joke, watching Armin steal glances at you whenever he gets to a red light.
“It’s not corny, it’s nice. You just tryna be nonchalant right now that’s all.” Armin chuckles, gently squeezing your thigh as he drives. You suck your teeth at his accusation, knowing he was half right. It was corny, but the idea of growing old with Armin also sent a warm feeling through your heart.
long story short
armin is a hopeless romantic
and so am i
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Levi Ackerman
Lovin’ You by Minnie Riperton
y’all know levi is an oldhead at heart (and irl)
and this song matches his romantic but refined tastes
it’s nice and calm, but the meaning is significant
The hot water and fluffy suds in the bathtub was a relaxing and welcome feeling after the stressful day you had to endure. It also helped that your handsome boyfriend was behind you in the bathtub, washing your back while humming a familiar. You turn around, smiling amusedly.
“What you know about Minnie Riperton?” Levi looks up at you as if you had taken him out of a trance before giving you a small sheepish smile.
“I know about Minnie Riperton, Y/N. It’s a good song, it reminds me of you a little too.” He chuckles, answering in his regular lovestruck tone before placing a small and soft kiss on your shoulder blade.
“You think so? I like the song but I didn’t think it reminded you of me.” Levi nods before you hum in acknowledgment and continue to let him help you relax.
definitely plays at your wedding if y’all ever have one
like in the mini story, he hums it whenever he helps you destress
he’s so husband
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rabbitsrams · 9 months
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Omg you HAVE to further elaborate onto that inexperienced reader x inexperienced schlatt fic omfg that shit drove me UP the wall it was too good. You have made my year
oh anon i love u sm <3 yes im obsessed w this idea esp speaking as a barely experienced virgin gal :D
nsfw under the cut, minors dni!! 18+ only.
(also PLEASE lmk if u want more i love writing these!!)
so you and schlatt met in a calculus class. it was required for his major while it’s just a general education class for you. because you sit near each other in the lecture hall you're often paired together for quick discussions (those 'turn to the person next to you' talks that i dread lmao).
he always thought you were really hot but was too shy to ever say anything, mostly just thinking about you in every way imaginable while he jerks off.
and you too, your size kink rly went brr seeing his tall ass like...
you once made the mistake of looking at his hands for a little bit too long and then that was all you could think about for a week.
you eventually became friends slowly over the course of the semester which was how u started fooling around in the first place.
both of you opened up that u were both virgins and not that experienced. and this mf was really like 'oh wouldn't be funny if...'
"how am i attracted to you?"
it starts with some making out. you've both kissed people before so you were a bit familiar with it. and it's nice!
you starting to kiss down to his neck and omg his fucking reaction when you leave a hickey for the first time. he's flaunting it so everyone can see, his roommate and friends are gassing him up sooo much.
while in class he's reading on how to give a hickey and ends up giving you so. many. all over your body. did he just awaken a marking kink?
also like once you guys start you just can't get enough of each other.
he's just so. obsessed with your moans. he's watched porn loads before, he knows how exaggerated those moans are. but somehow your more subdued noises turn him on even more. AND THE WAY YOU SAY HIS NAME???? he loves it.
his face going all red when you touch him anywhere. he whimpers so much, it's like you have him under a spell.
like i said before, he's super vocal. he usually can't help himself, especially when you're on your knees sucking his cock. because duh <3
once you started sucking him off, you can't get enough. and he can't either.
blowing him under the desk in the library. oh lord help me.
wearing one of his sweaters (the harvard one came to mind particularly) for the first time and he's just. jaw dropped.
the prettiest girl ever is wearing his clothes???? if he doesn’t have you right then and there he’s jerking off to you as soon as u leave.
and also you wearing his sweaters when walking around campus and he is just so proud like wow. you're all his.
falling asleep together after your first time and waking up to his morning wood‼️ he’s so needy in the morning he’s practically humping ur leg as soon as he wakes up. thank god your roommate was out.
lazily riding him while he just gushes at how beautiful you are in the morning. fuck. me.
whenever he spends the night at your dorm or vice versa you always help him out in the mornings <3 whether it be a blowjob or a handjob or turning to your side so he can slip it in and fuck you :D so what if you've been late to class a couple times?
you call him ALL the pet names. angel. sweetheart. darling. baby.
and his for you? oh. all the ones you call him and more. toots (thats a major one). doll(face). princess. bark bark bark.
you sending him nudes for the first time one night when he's home visiting family. what starts off innocent enough, you in one of his t-shirts without any pants on turns to pics of your tits, your fingers in your pussy, then VIDEOS OF YOU MASTURBATING!!! he's ripping his jeans off as he slams his bedroom door shut and dials your number into facetime.
SKIPPING CLASS JUST TO HAVE SEX SJKLFBHEDDJKLSJK
HE DRIVES TO SOME REMOTE PLACE ON CAMPUS!!!! AND U HAVE CAR SEX FOR THE FIRST TIME OMG
it's SO awkward at first😭where do you go? the back? stay in the front? go into the trunk?
you're glad he wanted to stay in the front because OMG. RIDING HIM IN THE CAR SEAT. he tries sooooo hard not to cum too fast bc ur tits are literally in his face and your pussy is squeezing him so well fuck fuck fuck he's obsessed with you. wow.
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