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theostrophywife · 9 months

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pairing: mattheo riddle x reader request: I NEED MATHEO OR THEODORE X FEM READER AND SHE JUST LOVES HIS HANDS AND ARM VIENS AND SHE WALKS INTO HIS DORM AND IS GOBSMAKED TO SEE HIS ABS AND SHE WANTS TO RIDE THEM AND SHES JUST SO OBSESSED AND THINKS HES THE HOTTEST MAN IN THE PLANET- AND SHE FOLDS LIKE A PRETZEL WHEN HE GIVES HER THOSE EYES- JESUS IM A CATHOLIC BUT THEO AND MATTHEO COULD BE MY NEW RELIGION- author's note: big thanks to @writingsbychlo for listening to me rant about this man in her inbox. posting this now so she can wake up to her mans. the way that i would fold for mattheo so fast (theo look away). anyways, enjoy this purely smutty fic 😮‍💨

You were supposed to be studying.

When you came into his dorm, you specifically told Mattheo not to interrupt you under any circumstances. Usually, you preferred the library but some prat had accidentally set off a dung bomb, which meant closure until further notice.

You tried studying in your dorm, but your fellow housemates decided that there was no better time to throw a back to school bash in the common room than the night before your Ancient Runes exam. Harry and Ron, who shared the same class, appeared completely unbothered as they chugged firewhisky straight from the bottle.

Your roommate Hermione was long gone. Probably holed up somewhere in the dungeons with Draco. You followed your friend’s cue and snuck into your boyfriend’s dorm, narrowly avoiding Filch. It never seemed fair that the Slytherins got individual rooms, but tonight you had never been more thankful for it.

Mattheo had set up a whole battle station for you on his desk. There were fresh ink pots, newly sharpened quills, and blank parchment waiting for you when you arrived. After kissing your sweet and considerate boyfriend, you went straight to work.

By the time midnight struck, the parchment was filled with glowing runes, making your ink stained hands cramp from drawing out the symbols over and over again. To Mattheo’s credit, he kept to himself and read quietly on his bed while you studied.

You were so engrossed in the material that you barely registered him kissing you on the cheek before leaving to take a shower. That little mistake cost you because as soon as he walked back into his dorm with nothing but a towel on, you nearly spilled fresh ink all over yourself.

Water trickled down Mattheo’s chest, the little droplets snaking through his perfectly chiseled abs only to disappear beyond his v lines, which pointed like an arrow to what you knew was hiding underneath that towel.

The fabric hung dangerously low on his hips as he walked over to his dresser to pick out something to wear. You watched with rapt attention as he braced himself against the wood, those delicious, juicy veins protruding from his forearms and nearly making you dizzy with desire.

Finally, Mattheo turned. The silence had caught his attention and he smirked when he saw you ogling him.

“See something you like, pretty girl?”

You flushed. “Just got a little distracted.”

Mattheo’s grin grew. He sauntered over to you, leaning over so that he had you caged against the desk.

“Oh?” he asked, his voice low and husky and absolutely fucking sexy. “Maybe it’s time for a break then. You’ve been such a good girl studying so hard all night. I think you deserve a reward, my love.”

Your breath hitched as Mattheo’s lips grazed yours. He tilted your chin up, giving you a perfect view of those brown eyes. Then he gave you the look and you knew you were done for.

It was a look that said he wanted to devour every inch of you until you couldn’t even recall your own name. You gave in. Of course you gave in. How could you not?

“Maybe for a second…”

Mattheo took the opening. One arm snaked around your waist, bringing you up with him as he pressed you against the desk. His other arm crept up your back until he reached the nape of your neck, fisting your hair through his fingers as he kissed you roughly.

“Do you even know how fucking sexy you are, princess? My smart schoolgirl in her tiny little skirt.”

Mattheo carefully moved your studying materials aside before picking you up and setting you down on the table. He gripped the top of your thighs and brought you to the edge while sliding his tongue against yours. You whimpered as he grinded against you, showing you exactly how hard he was underneath the towel.

“Been thinking about bending you over this table all night,” Mattheo whispered in your ear. His hand climbed higher up your thigh and you felt your body instantly respond to his touch. “Bet you’re soaking wet for me already, aren’t you angel?”

You moaned as he toyed with the waistband of your panties. “Matty, please.”

Your boyfriend smiled at your nickname for him, knowing that he had you right where he wanted you. “What is it that you want, darling?”

“Touch me. Please.”

Mattheo smirked as he tugged your panties off. His lust filled gaze drank you in as he dragged two fingers through your slick folds.

“Fuck. You’re so wet. Is this all for me, princess?”

“Mhm,” you mumbled, nipping at his neck. “It’s not fair. You play dirty, Matty. You can’t just walk in here with nothing but a towel on.”

“Why not, angel?”

You sighed, tracing the hard planes of his chest. His muscles flexed under your fingertips as you gently raked your nails against his six pack. “Because you’re sexy and I can’t help myself.”

Mattheo chuckled darkly, plunging two fingers in your pussy. You bucked against his hand, watching in stunned silence as he withdrew it only to stick his middle and pointer finger into his mouth. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he tasted you on him.

“This is exactly what I mean,” you whined. “For Godric’s fucking sake, how am I supposed to concentrate after that?”

“Maybe we can compromise, angel.” He shuffled through your parchments and stuck one to the wall. “I’m going to trace the runes inside of you and if you get them all right, then I’ll give you your reward.”

You swallowed thickly and nodded. Mattheo grinned before giving you a quick peck. “Pay attention, sweetheart.”

His fingers dipped through your folds once more and you gripped his arm, fighting the moan from escaping your lips. Mattheo curled his fingers inside of you, drawing a familiar shape.

“Urus,” you said in a breathy voice. “It means strength.”

“That’s right, angel.” He shifted as you ran your hands down his arms. You could feel his veins throbbing underneath your palm as he fingered you. “Don’t get distracted now. I know how much you love my hands. I promise they’ll be wrapped around your throat by the end of the night if you get all these right. Now focus.”

You nodded, eyes fluttering close as he traced another rune. “Algiz,” you answered. “For protection.”

“Hot and smart,” Mattheo announced proudly. “How’d I get so lucky?”

His lips grazed yours and you willingly parted for him, fluttering around his fingers as his tongue slid into your mouth. He pumped his digits inside of you, teasing and taunting.

“Let’s try something harder, princess.”

Mattheo’s skillful fingers prodded against your walls, sketching a complicated shape. You closed your eyes and focused. It was a tricky one, but you remembered the cris cross pattern.

“Inguz,” you said decidedly. “Fertility.”

“That’s right,” Mattheo said with a smile. “You're doing so well, sweetheart. One more and you can have anything you want.”

“Anything?” you asked with a small smile.

“Whatever that devious little mind of yours desires, my love.”

“Okay,” you replied. “I’m ready, then.”

Your boyfriend nodded, staring right into your eyes as he marked the last and final rune. It was an effort not to get lost in those warm, brown eyes. But you steeled yourself, determined to claim your prize.

“Rerth. For luck.”

“Good girl,” Mattheo said with a smirk. “Fitting since you’re getting lucky tonight, angel. Where should we start?”

You bit your lip, cocking your head at him. It was nearly an impossible choice. You wanted to kiss him. Bite him. Lick him. All of the above and more.

But there was one thing that stood out from all the other deliciously sinful choices. You pressed your palm against his abs and grinned.

“I want to ride your abs.”

Mattheo’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected it, but fuck he was so down. He would’ve given you anything with the way you were looking at him right now.

“You never fail to surprise me,” he said fondly. “Well come on then, let’s make your filthy little fantasy a reality.”

In one smooth move, he lifted you off the table and deposited you on top of his bed. Mattheo reclined against the headboard and watched with hungry eyes as you straddled his stomach. He smiled as you slipped the tie off your neck and looped it around him.

It was a simple move, but so fucking sexy and possessive at the same time. You were claiming him. Mattheo was yours and you were his. You belonged to one another—mind, body, and soul.

Mattheo trailed kisses down your neck and throat, leaving marks on your skin as his deft fingers made quick work of the first few buttons on your blouse. He leaned back and admired his work, his hands gripping your hips while you grinded your soaking wet sex against his muscles.

He didn’t think it would feel this good. There was something about you using his body to get yourself off that fucking turned him on like no other. Mattheo lifted your skirt up, fisting the fabric in his hands and watching as you coated him with your arousal.

The little whimpers you were making sounded like music to his ears. “My good little slut,” he said, squeezing your tits as you rode him with reckless abandon. “You’re so fucking filthy, baby. Using me to get yourself off. I’m just your fuck toy aren’t I princess?”

“So good,” you murmured. “You feel so good, Matty.”

The desperation in your voice set him off. He gripped your hips hard enough to bruise and bucked forward, smirking in satisfaction when you moaned. The ridges of his abs rubbed against your clit, providing the perfect amount of pressure to the sensitive area.

“Keep riding me,” he said in a low, rough voice. “Just like that, angel. Such a good girl for me.”

You closed your eyes, lost to the waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Mattheo gripped your chin, his voice rough around the edges as he spoke. “Open your eyes, darling. I want to watch you cum.”

His rich brown eyes pinned you in place, drinking in every detail. That sexy smirk curved against his lips as he hooked his arms behind his head, admiring the view of his girl riding him.

“Look at you, baby. You’re making such a fucking mess. Such an innocent face, but you turn into a filthy whore when you’re with me.”

“Only for you, Mattheo.”

“Damn fucking right,” he said, sliding his hands under your skirt to rub at your clit.

You bucked against him, riding out the high. Heat exploded in your core and seeped into your veins. Mattheo kissed you roughly, staking his claim on you as he devoured your moans.

“That’s it, princess. Cum for me, pretty girl.”

The orgasm felt like a lightning strike. It hit you all at once, making your walls spasm as you came all over Mattheo’s abs. He cursed when he felt you soaking him through, utterly turned on by the mess that you’ve made. Mattheo had never been harder in his life.

Your boyfriend peppered kisses on your face, pulling you taut to him as you came down from the high. Mattheo brushed a lock of hair behind your ear, tilting your chin up so he could press his lips against yours. He groaned and held your hips down, grinding his boner against your ass.

“I’m not done making you cum, princess. You’ve got one more in you, don’t you angel?”

As sensitive as you were, your pussy throbbed at his words. When it came to Mattheo, you could never really get enough.

“I thought I only got one reward. You’re spoiling me, Matty.”

“There’s no question about it. You’re my spoiled rotten little princess. But this reward isn’t for you, it’s for me.” He smacked your ass, gesturing for you to get up. “Now come on, angel. I was serious about that desk.”

He smirked as he walked you back to his desk, his hands disappearing underneath your skirt as he massaged your ass. Mattheo kissed you roughly before he flipped you over, bending you on the desk so you were face down and ass up. He flipped your skirt up, hissing when he found you soaking wet again.

“You just can’t help yourself can you, princess?” He pumped himself in his hand before sliding the tip of his cock along your folds. “Gods, you’re fucking wet. Are you ready, baby?”

You whimpered, rocking your hips against him for more friction. Mattheo held you in place, fisting your hair in his hands.

“Use your words, darling. I want to hear you beg like the good little slut that you are.”

“Please, Matty,” you whined. “I need you so badly that it hurts.”

He kissed the base of your spine, grinning as he eased his length inside of you. Still sensitive from your last orgasm, you gripped the edges of the table as Mattheo buried his cock within your walls. Your legs felt like they were going to give out any minute, but he kept you upright, cursing when he felt how wet and tight you were.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he thrust into you slowly. Mattheo gripped you from behind, picking up the pace. Your pussy clenched around him like a vice. “Gods, pussy’s so good baby. You’re doing so well. Taking all of me like my perfect little whore.”

Mattheo fucking adored the way you blushed at his filthy words. He leaned over, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss as he fucked you into the table. He thought he was going to pass the fuck out when you grinded back into him, meeting his movements to take more and more of him. Mattheo leaned over and shielded your head from the wall, making sure you were protected as the table shook underneath you.

The sound of skin slapping against skin mixed with your breathy little moans was enough to send him over the edge, but he wanted to make good on his promise. Mattheo always put his girl first. The boys were right. He might be just a little bit pussy whipped.

Even without the sex, you could’ve asked Mattheo to kill for you and he would’ve done so without question.

“I fucking love you, darling. I’d kill for you. I’d die for you,” he said, every word laced with conviction. “Forever and always.”

“I love you too, Matty. Forever and always.”

He kissed your cheek, the action surprisingly soft compared to how rough the sex was. You felt like you could’ve melted onto the floor.

“Cum with me, my love.”

Mattheo wrapped his arms around you as that familiar heat spread burned in your core. He held you as the orgasm rocked through your body, sharing in the euphoric high while the two of you finished together. His grip around you only tightened, hugging you from behind while he slowly pulled out. You were barely keeping upright as it was, your legs threatening to give out under you.

Without a word, your boyfriend scooped you into his arms and brought you back to bed. He cradled you against him, whispering praises and encouragement while stroking your hair.

“You did so well, baby. I’m so proud of you for remembering all those runes. You’re gonna ace your exam tomorrow.”

“You really think so, Matty?” You snuggled against him, burying your head in the crook of his neck. Mattheo stroked your back and placed a kiss on your temple.

“I know so, darling. You have no idea how proud I am for having such a smart girlfriend. I love bragging about you to our friends.”

You flushed. “Well, I couldn’t have done it all on my own. I had some help from my smart, sweet, and sexy study partner.

Mattheo grinned and kissed you gently. “Glad to be of service, my love.”

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Azriel x reader - In Between part 2

Part 1

Summary: trying to regain your confidence after your broken heart, you met someone in the same position as you and developped one of the best friendships you had ever had. A genuine and sincere friendship. But this person may be closer by other ways to you than you thought.

Warnings: still angst, alcohol in a not healthy way, heartbreak again, hypocrite Elain (kinda slander ig), Lucien being the best.

Note: well maybe a part 3 ig 😅, I was really inspired tbh. Thank you all for having loved the part 1 and shared it with me ! Ily 💗💗 and don't hesitate to ask me something or chat with me in my inbox or dm, or in the comments !

You had been a crying mess for two weeks now, sometimes you went out in a bar to drink so much you would forget even your name. That was the point, forget the constant sting in your heart and you head. Forget him, his beautiful Hazel eyes and inked tattoos on his broad and golden chest. And here we go again: the tears flooded themselves on your face. It was a day to drink today, or tonight, you didn't really have a time notion for the past two weeks: waking up at dawn or dusk, eating, crying and sleeping. You had to forget about all those beautiful things about him, you had to empty your brain and heart. You didn't want to feel something again.

As you were walking to the nearest bar, you thought about those letters elain had sent you, saying you were her dearest friend and asking if your confession went well. You knew she knew that it was you in her apartment that cursed day, but she still pretended and even was saying the complete opposite of what she had said to azriel, falsely comforting you. Was she ever was your friend at this point ? Or has she always criticised and stabbed you behind you back ? Anyway you had decided that it was way better for you to ignore her and keep living your life, if you could still call what you were living a life, without her.

You didn't even noticed when you had arrived in front the door of the bar, but you did and entered, going directly to your now favorite spit in front of the barman : the alcohol was there easier to get. You didn't see then, the redhead man who was at the exact place you had been the few days prior. How dare he steal your chair like that ? Approaching slowly you stilled and you understood that this man was surely in the same situation as you, a heartbreak, seeing his bent frame and the many empty glasses in front of him. They could only have been his because no one was seated near him, and everyone was judging him. They were all avoiding the poor man whose name you didn't know.

"I was almost mad at you for stealing my favourite seat" you stated, seating next to him as his head shot to your side wondering if you were really talking to him.

"Yes I'm talking to you"

"Ah, I'm sorry for your seat do you want it back ?" He asked, genuinely embarrassed, his cheeks flushed.

"No I'm fine here, I can speak with you ...?" You asked ?

"Lucien".

"I'm yn, and as I was saying, I can speak with you here Lucien" he nodded.

"Nice to meet you yn, but you don't wanna talk to me, don't you see all the glares everyone sends me here ?" He drank in a one shot what seemed to be whisky and stared again at his now empty glass.

"Oh gods you men !" He looked at you confused "I know what I'm doing fuck ! I'm a grown up woman and I can make my own choices ! You re the second on in two weeks who tells me what I want or not." You snapped.

"Oh I'm sorry, then stay if you want." He apologized quickly.

You asked shots to the barman and stayed silent a bit nefore you both asked in one voice "what are you here for ?". You two chuckled a bit before you said "you first".

"Well I've kinda learnt that my mate, who knows that she is my mate is dating someone else. And I feel like I'm not allowed to have just once an ounce of happiness." You were hurt for him as you heard his story that he told you with a careless demeanor. He must really be at his lowest.

"Ouch that hurts, I'm sorry man. She's a fool if you want my opinion." He smiled sadly at your answer and pointed you from his chin asking you silently your story.

"Well im heartbroken as well, my best friend encouraged me confessing to the man I love, but he rejected me, and not in a nice way. But as lucky as I am, I learnt that he is dating my best friend who is a back stabber." I emptied my glass in one drink.

"Ouch that hurts too, I'm sorry." He said echoing my words.

We spent the night drinking, and drowning ourselves in alcohol but in a more joyful way than usually.

I then went more and more at the bar to see him, but we drank less and less, leaving place to real conversations between us. It became quickly a routine, and Lucien became one of my best friends, well my only friend of the time actually. And I was one of his only friend as well. Two broken hearts healing parts of eachothzr then didn't even break. Lucien had explained to me his family problem, and how his former male best friend was a toxic man in relationships, how he had been poorly treated in his biological family, and how his actual best friend was his mate's sister so he didn't know how to approach her anymore. He came a lot in my appartment to spend time with me, he even slept in sometimes, because he couldn't face his current family. He practically had his room in your home, some of his stuff never really left.

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After 2 knocks on your door you unwillingly got off your couch and opened it letting a wild and out of breath Lucien appear in front of it.

"Lu ? Are you okay ?" That was his new nickname, he loved it, because he felt like he was loved for once in his life.

"Yes.. no ? I need you to come with me like right now ! "

"Oh okay let me get me keys and I'm coming" you trusted Lucien too much to ever doubt about him, if he needed you then you were there for him.

You left your apartment and went to the direction he indicated. After a while you panicked a little, seeing that you were going to the high lord's house.

"Lucien you know I love you but where are we going?"

"To a family dinner, I can't go alone. See, my mate's relationship got complicated and she always complains to me when I'm alone, which is all the time. So I feel like I'm just a plan b and I'm really uncomfortable when she does it. Don't worry I've told them that someone was going with me."

"I understand Lu, but at the high lord's ?" You asked sceptical.

"Well yes, because my best friend I told you about is Feyre."

"What ?" Lucien, had never told the names of his family members, and you neither, so discovering that his friend was you high lady so that you were going to see Azriel made you weak to the bones.

"Lucien ? Your mate is Elain ??"

"What, yes ? How do you know ??" He exclaimed as he stopped on his tracks.

"She is the fake friend I told you about !" You answered on the same tone.

"So it means that.."

"I am in love with Azriel... yes."

"Oh gods" you both sighed.

"Hum yn ?" He asked unsure of what to say.

"Mmh"

"Have I told you that Cassian and him were the ones to get us to the house?"

"No, no, no. Please no ! But what would we even need to be picked up ?"

"We can't winnow so it's either that or climb 10 000 stairs".

Both fearing the fast approaching dinner, the last part of the walk was silent and the air heavy with tension. You held your breath when you saw two winged big figures, Cassian and Azriel. The first one shot his head in your direction and smiled confused.

"Yn ?" Azriel stiffened as he heard your name. "What does owe us the pleasure to see you ?"

"I'm the one to go with Lu today but I didn't know it was with you...". Azriel froze completely still turning his back to you. He wasn't sure it was you but now it was certain and he couldn't face you after the mean things he had said to your face. He hadn't talked about it to anyone except Elain and he kinda regretted it now. Things had got complicated between them because after your love confession she had grown so much jealous! He couldn't bear it anymore, he was a free man, he hadn't wings for nothing! They would argue a lot more and he hated that because it triggered bad memories in him. Plus he felt a bit bad about you. You hadn't done anything to him to deserve to be treated that way, he was ashamed of his actions because he knew that, as insecure as you seemed to be, you might have been spiralling since. That wasn't him, that wasn't how he was supposed to be. When he got Elain, she changed him a lot, and he wasn't sure anymore that it was for the good. She crushed all of his efforts to keep the bad parts of him inside. He was meaner, colder, he wasn't himself. Rhys have scolded him a little about that and he had really reacted in a bad way. An evidence of what Rhys had advanced. Azriel was sure he had made you feel bad, and he didn't want it : you were a nice and smart female, a little clumsy but still beautiful and lovely. As he finally turned to you, all of his regret splashed on him when crossing your look and seeing you pained eyes. You quickly put your head down and he felt even more bad to have made lose enough confidence for you to fear to hold his gaze. Thinking about it, he didn't understand you insecurity of the beginning, before the altercation. How could you, a very beautiful female, ever doubt about yourself ?

Realisation hit him, that he would have to take you flying because it would be awkward if he took Lucien, his girlfriend's mate. He knew she was complaining to him, and he felt even sorry for the poor Lucien. But a question lingered in his mind: how did you two know eachother ? And why the fuck would Lucien bring you to a family dinner ? Were you dating ? Fear crossed his eyes for a second before regaining his composure. You couldn't be dating Lucien, it was impossible, you had just said two weeks ago that you loved him. Could you have moved that fast ? It frightened him, knowing that he had grown to like you when thinking of your shared moments at training, where you two had laughed, sometimes until crying joy tears, and regretting the mean rejection he had given you in return of something so intimate and innocent as your love and devotion for him. Damn him he had even insulted you ! He cursed himself more and more until he got out of his head when Cassian called him.

"Azriel wake up ! You take yn." He said when shooting in the sky Lucien in his arms.

You both stayed in an awkward bubble, without moving an inch, avoiding the gaze of one another, for 30 long seconds that felt like hours.

"I'm sorry" and "so how are you doing" came at the same time from him side you. You awkwardly chuckled but he stayed still so you stopped finally having the guts to look at him in the eye for more than a millisecond.

"I'm sorry." He repeated, louder this time. You froze. You didn't want that to happen. You didn't want him to face you abut what happened. It would made it real, and you still hadn't enough courage for that.

"What for ?" You asked, your voice breaking.

"You what for".

You hesitated a lot before responding. "No actually I don't. Was it for mean rejecting me without an ounce of regret or nicenessin your words ? Or maybe the fact that you destroyed my confidence? Oh no ! I know, it was for the time you mocked me in front of my friend, who is in fact your girlfriend, and a fake friend!"

"You weren't supposed to be there that time." He said, suddenly finding the floor really interesting.

"Maybe but I was, so it's the same result and the same mean words that came out of your mouth."

He knew you were right. You were completely allowed to be mad at him for the way he treated you. But it was still hard. Azriel had never been in proper relationships nor had he ever been confessed to. It wasn't a proper excuse but it still made it hard to accommodate to those things for a boy deprived of love for all his life. He didn't know how to react, so to him, the better solution was to stay silent. You sighed, disappointed and he came awkwardly closer to you to hold you and shoot in the sky, following Cassian and Lucien, long arrived and waiting for you worried (especially Lucien).

Elain was waiting for Azriel, or Lucien, no one knew, on the balcony of the House of Wind and almost fell when she saw you. You in Azriel's arms, accompanying Lucien. Azriel struggled to let you go, especially after your conversation, but the second you were out of his hold, Elain held you in a crushing hug. You rapidly got out as well, feeling uncomfortable after her hypocrisy. You gave her a sad smile and Lucien introduced you to Feyre and Rhysand who had already told you to call them by their name, and to Mor and Amren. They all welcomed you warmly except Elain and Azriel of course who both looked like ashamed puppies with their tails between their legs.

After dinner, everyone went out in the garden for a tea and you found yourself on a couch behind Lucien sat on the floor. Automatically, because it was something you were now used to do, your hands found his head and started playing with his hair. Everyone had their eyes on you, confused on your proximity but you didn't notice and kept going on braiding his hair.

"I'll do yours later I promise" Lucien said, looking at you from above.

"I hope so !". Leaving everyone even more confused now.

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When you were ready to left with Lucien, Elain caught you and asked you to have a word with her.

Lucien gave you a worried look and you nodded making him understand you were okay for now.

She led you to a private room and paced in it awkwardly. She opened her mouth twice and closed it almost instantly like she wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

"So, you ans Azriel ? Huh"

"You have actually no right to be mad at me." She cut you off.

"Excuse me ? But I have every right to be mad at you right now ! You have treated me poorly faking to be my friend and laughing at me when you should have been comforting me !" You snapped, angry.

"Well, it's not like someone could ever treat you well."

"What, what do you mean ?"

"Look at you yn, nobody would ever really be with you. You're not ugly but you're not beautifu, you're not dumb but you're not smart, you're just.. Well you. And that's clearly not enough." She looked at you disgustingly.

"But Lucien is treating me well.." You said tears welling in your eyes.

"Don't be blind, yn, he's a man, and like Azriel he will ran to me when he'll see that you're no longer interesting. You were nice and all, you listened to me but I guess I just got bored of you, anyone would." And with that she left the room, leaving 8 pairs of eyes on you as she opened the door. They instantly approached you, Feyre apologising a thousand time for the mean behaviour of her sister and Azriel staying in the back, his eyes full of worry and apology. He was trying to make you feel like everything she had said was false, that you were so much more than that, worthy of the stars,of two shining stars. Because yes they had heard everything. Lucien made his way to the crowd of his family surrounding you and hesitated before he hugged you out of nowhere. Azriel clenched his jaw and his hands turned into fists. When Lucien released you of his grasp, your expression hadn't changed, its like you were empty, just one single tears had escaped your eye. Cassian and Azriel flew you to the ground of Velaris and the last one had kept his hand on yours to make you look at him.

"I'm sorry, for what she said. It's not one bit true."

"Don't worry, she's surely right..." You had answered your gaze falling on his hand. You had never noticed the scars an them, they were so beautiful, so textured, so unique. You eyes widened at the sight and Azriel quickly hid them behind back before keeping going.

"No she wasn't, please don't doubt yourself because of what came out of her mouth because of jealousy. Because that's what she was and still is, jealous."

"Thank you Az really." You sadly smiled at him before joining Lucien who was waiting for you.

He didn't know why, but something clicked in him seeing you walk away under the arm of Lucien and hearing again his nickname from your mouth. He thought it rolled well on your tongue and really wanted to hear it again, as soon as possible. And it tensed him a lot to know that this man who touched you, was probably sleeping at yours tonight, maybe in your bed to comfort you after this emotionally hard day. It puzzled him a lot and didn't even know why, until his shadows came to his ears and murmured repeatedly "want to be him".

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amomentsescape · 7 months

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Hi! I love your stuff, especially for the slashers. Wanted to ask for them (the slashers, specifically including michael, bubba, jason and stu) with a reader who wants to join them in killing/wants to try it with them? Out of curiosity or wanting to help them or some morbid desire, the reasons up to you. If you end up doing this then thank you! <3

Slashers with Reader Who Wants to Kill with Them

A/N: Thank you so much! I’ve included the specific Slashers you requested. But I wasn’t sure if you were asking for just them or if you wanted all of them. If you’d like to see the others, feel free to pop in my inbox again, and I’ll make a part II! :)

Michael Myers

Michael was drawn to you for a reason

There had always been a bit of darkness brewing in you, so being with a serial killer only brought that out more

When you brought up the idea of you joining along, Michael was unsure at first

He felt that you may be too fragile to risk the danger

Although terrible at showing it, he didn't want you to end up dead

But when you kept insisting, he finally gave in

You were just forced to not leave his sight the entire time

He doesn't like you getting to the target first

He'll let you finish the job (sometimes), but he wants to be the one to knock them down

He would also want you to use a knife during the killings

Anything loud would be an immediate no

When he realizes that you may like killing as much as he does, this soon becomes a regular thing for you both

It's as romantic as Michael will ever get

He teaches you different areas on the body to target

Shows you shortcuts along the paths so you can always get to your target

But he'll be there to help you out if things go south, of course

Just don't expect him to share all of this secrets

He enjoys having that advantage over you

If you get badly injured though, it's game over

Jason Voorhees

He's pretty iffy about this at first too

His mother is the main driving force behind his crimes, so although he doesn't mind killing, it's not pure passion that drives him

So when you shared that you were interested in doing what he does, he felt a little confused

Your safety is his number one priority, so he would be pretty adamant to not let you do it at first

However, if you put your foot down, he'll give in

Will give you your very own weapon (something quiet) and teach you how to use it

Would probably bring home some random victim for you to try to kill the first time around

He wants to make sure you really want to do this (and being at home meant you were safer)

If you tell him that you truly enjoy it, then he'll take you out with him

But don't leave his sight

He'll become very pouty if you run off

He's very sweet to you after everything either way though, carefully using warm water to wipe off the sweat and blood from your face

Bubba Sawyer

The hardest one to convince out of these

You just wanted to help him and his family out, but he continuously refused

Bubba doesn't even really kill for enjoyment

He does it because it's how his family survives (or so he's been told)

So you wanting to join is mind boggling to him

It's way too dangerous anyways

But he is quite a softie for you so if it's really important, he'll eventually give in

Always has to be there and helping you though

He won't let you do anything on your own

Will give you a run down of the land and help you memorize the layout

Sounds of joy whenever you kill someone yourself

He's very sweet with cleaning you off after too

But if he sees even one scratch or bruise, he will not let you outside for a long time

You basically have to repeat the begging and reasoning with him all over again before he considers letting you help him after that

Stu Macher

Hell yeah

Stu is all over this and is basically over the moon

Killing wasn't exactly in your things to do, but the more you watched Stu come home with a high, the more you wanted to try it out

He starts rambling about what your outfit should be, where to get the best knife, who would make the best target, etc.

Wouldn't let you do any killings on your own at first

He has to make sure that he is just a few steps away so that he can help you if things don't go as planned

Seeing you in blood is an immediate turn on

He will definitely make out with you over the dead bodies

Constant praises over what you did right and how hot you looked doing it

Raiding the victims' pantries and eating their food after everything

He especially loves to shower with you at the end of the night and hold you close

All of this gets to the point where he doesn't even want to go on a killing spree unless you're there by his side

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sh1-n0bu · 1 year

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Hello! Hello! Im here to request again.

This time its gonna be sub!Xiao make up sex.

please and thank you. Have a great day, night, or afternoon. See you next ask♡

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characters: sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

warnings: fluff, veerrryyy light angst, sex with feelings, hints of overstimulation, reader is nb so the dick part can be interpreted as a dildo

notes: finally clearing out my inbox. i’m sorry it took so long, i feel ashamed😔 anyways, come get y’all christmas gift❗️

the nation of liyue was loud and buzzing with excitement from an oncoming festival. the guardian yaksha didn’t know what it was but it surely must be a good thing if even his lord, rex lapis, seems happy preparing for this festival as well. sadly, the one person he wanted to spend this unknown festival with was not here. possibly in a far away nation, fighting stronger and stronger opponents to hone their skills.

xiao heaved a sigh before teleporting away from the harbor and into the warm nest/room, filled with the softest blankets and pillows alongside the memories of you two. flopping down onto the soft nest, he dragged the nearest pillow with your shirt on, burying his face into it, hoping that your scent hasn’t completely disappeared. he heaved another sigh when he could no longer smell your comforting, soothing scent. great. this day just kept becoming more and more lonely for the poor adepti.

too caught up in his own sulking, xiao didn’t notice your silent steps walking into you two’s shared nest, nearly summoning his jade spear when you wrapped your arms around him. his tensed muscles relaxed as soon as he realized it was you, his beloved. quickly turning around in your arms to cling to you, the adepti started scolding you about how long you took, how you didn’t call his name once, how worried he was etc etc.

chuckling sheepishly, you leaned down to give him a gentle peck on his forehead, effectively silencing his angered scolding and causing him to pout up at you with the cutest pink blooming on his face.

“aren’t you going to kiss me?” huffing angrily up at you, your sweet boyfriend looked more like a sweet kitten. however you kept him alone and sulking for a long time during your travels. bending down once more to properly kiss him, you can just feel the adepti easily becoming a putty in your arms.

“please…?” tugging on your shirt with the most cutest pout, pink dyed cheeks and glistening golden eyes, how could you ever say no to him.

gently laying him down onto the soft blankets and helping each other take off the clothes covering you both, softly kissing his lips, distracting his mind from the sudden stretch of his hole being filled to the brim with your cock. this was all a very familiar pattern, a welcome back gift, a sought after desire.

whining helplessly when you fully bottomed out inside him, your lovely adepti’s eyes started to swell with tears. soothing him by peppering his face with kisses until he started to grind back against you, moving in and out of his hole swiftly.

“mffgh! nnggh.. [name]~ [n-name]..” moaning your name out loudly over and over like a mantra, xiao’s legs started trembling, his hips twitching. clinging to you tightly as if wanting to merge your bodies and souls together, the yaksha came with a sudden loud wail when your hand stroked his cock.

trying his best to catch his breath, xiao looked up at you with nothing but pure adoration in his hazy, teary eyes. staring up at you with reverence in his mind like you were the one to hang the stars in the night sky. he smiled softly, knowing here in your arms is where he belongs, pulling you down to meet your lips once again.

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Bullfrog and Rayman/Ramon x fem reader : trying on their clothes

Thank you @elyn-27 for the request !

This ask wouldn’t show up in my inbox anymore for some reason - either I deleted it by accident or my Tumblr is going bonkers … sorry for the inconvenience ! Luckily I had a screenshot saved ;C;

Anyway this is such a cute prompt , I ended up getting inspired and wrote three mini stories for the boys based on it :D

Hope it all turned out okay !

Details : use of female reader ;

established relationships ;

no warnings needed

Bullfrog 💚

< Hmm … c'est bizarre … didn’t I put it here yesterday ? >

After searching in the drawer for a few more seconds , Bullfrog finally closed it , very puzzled : he always took good care of his assassin uniform , and yet that morning it just wasn’t in the usual place he placed it .

Maybe you remembered ?

< y/n ? Have you seen my - >

Then , as soon as he walked in the living room he finally saw you … and a smile illuminated his face when he realized what you were wearing .

< Ah , so that’s where my uniform went … >

< Oh - hello sweetie !

Sorry I uh … I was just looking at it this morning , and I thought it would be fun to try it on , but I can give it back to you right away if you need … it … >

The moment you felt Bullfrog’s hands gently caressing your cheeks , all while staring at you lovingly with those beautiful eyes of his , you couldn’t help but blush …

< Non , you can keep it until I need to leave , it looks really good on you mon amour ~ >

He then left a kiss on your forehead before heading off to gather all he needed for the upcoming mission …

It was in those sweet little moments the two of you shared that you fully realized just how much you loved that frog , and just how much he loved you back .

Rayman 🧡

You had decided to try on Rayman’s suit that morning out of sheer curiosity , mostly because you were looking forward to see his reaction :

you knew that your boyfriend had been very , very busy during the past weeks , so you eventually came up with a little surprise for him that would hopefully cheer him up a bit .

You were sure that he was still asleep since it was pretty early , but when you suddenly felt his hands around your waist you realized that he had figured out what you were doing …

< Well well , don’t you look gorgeous in my suit , darling ? ~ >

You chuckled , blushing at his compliment while holding his hands in yours …

Classic Rayman , he never missed an opportunity to remind you how beautiful you were to him .

< Aw , you really think so Ray ?

I’ll give it back to you if you need it , but - >

< Don’t worry , there’s plenty of time before I gotta leave for work , and besides … >

When you turned around to look at him , Rayman didn’t waste the opportunity to lean forward to kiss you .

< … a few more minutes spent with you is all I could ever ask for y/n ~ >

< Pfft … okay , you’re just trying to flatter me now ~ >

He chuckled in response , and you gladly accepted his lips on yours again , happy to see that he seemed to be way more at ease than before .

He was always working so hard … he really deserved a small break from it all , and since you were like a safe corner for Rayman he always treasured those precious moments with you .

Ramon 🖤

Ramon didn’t even question where his coat went :

he didn’t forget about your adorable habit of wearing his clothes , so he just walked back to your shared room , watching you huddle close to it with your eyes closed until you noticed your boyfriend staring at you from the entrance …

< Oh - hey Ram —

Sorry … your coat is just so cozy and warm , I couldn’t resist … >

< Nah , you don’t have to be sorry y/n … >

He sat next to you on the bed , his hand reaching up to caress the back of your neck ,

< You do look real pretty in it ~ >

< You really think so … ? >

< Mhm … >

It wasn’t long before your faces leaned closer and closer , until your lips met in quite a few passionate kisses … which eventually lead you two to lie down in bed for a while longer , just cuddling and enjoying each other’s company …

< Tell me , was wearing my coat an elaborate plan to cuddle some more ? ~ >

<; *gasp* , whaat ? No !

…

Yeah , maybe … but it worked out well for both , didn’t it ? ~ >

< Heh … yeah . >

You watched Ramon snuggle closer to your chest , letting out a soft sigh as you used his coat to cover him up .

< I love you so much , y/n … I really needed this . Thank you . >

He didn’t have an easy sleep last night , tormented like always by the horrible thought of Eden hurting the both of you …

But at least he had you with him to bring him some joy , even by doing something as small as trying on his clothes .

< I love you too honey … I’ll always be there for you , no matter what happens . >

Hearing you whisper those words in his ear was enough to make all the tension in Ramon’s body melt away …

He really was lucky to have someone as special as you in his life .

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maidragoste · 1 year

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Two Rhaenys

Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen!Reader (Daughter of Rhaenyra) x Aegon II Targaryen

part 7

Masterlist Serie

Hi guys, I hope you are well, I apologize again for the delay in updating. I hope the wait was worth it for you and you like the new chapter. As always, thank you very much for the comments, reblogs and likes, they always cheer me up, thanks for your support 🥰🥰💕💕

I remind you that my inbox is open in case you have any questions or want to share a headcanon of the series with me. I love reading them 🤭🤭💕💕

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter 💖💖

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.

You couldn't sleep. This time it had nothing to do with nightmares about your family's ghosts trying to kill you while calling you a traitor. It also had nothing to do with Cregan Stark's letter agreeing to come to King's Landing in peace. You still weren't sure that the war won't continue but at least you could rest assured that the lord of the North agreed to have a talk with you. You were hoping that you could convince him to bend the knee and that he would end this martyrdom once and for all.

The people who kept you awake were your husbands. Ever since Aegon and Aemond had returned to King's Landing you could feel the pressure from court and council. They knew that you had not yet shared a bed with the king. After how your wedding ended it was normal that you hadn't slept with Aegon but now you had no excuse, you were already recovered from the poisoning and he had returned from Harrenhal, not doing your duty. You had to sleep with Aegon and give him a baby. If possible you knew you had to be pregnant before Lord Stark came to town.

You weren't afraid of having sex with Aegon. You knew him and you knew he would do anything to spare you pain. Besides, it's not like you're a virgin. The problem was actually that you were afraid to enjoy it. Aemond would be in the room. At first, you were okay with it but now you didn't like the idea. What if you enjoyed being with Aegon and Aemond got mad at you? Would it count as cheating even though Aegon was also your husband? Would it ruin your marriage to Aemond? Since you knew the truth about Alys Rivers things had improved but sometimes you can feel a kind of tension between the two of you whenever Aemond finds you and the twins with Aegon in the nursery or walking through the gardens.

You already feel guilty for making out with Aegon in front of Aemond. Even sometimes just by holding his hand, how could you see Aemond's face after having sex with his brother in front of him? You'd like to have a conversation with Aegon the Conqueror to find out how the hell he handled having two spouses. Though you didn't think it would be much help either considering everyone knew how he spent one night with Visenya while he spent ten with Rhaenys. You didn't think it was a deal that would work with the three of you.

“What are you thinking about?” Aemond asked, grabbing your attention.

"I thought you were sleeping" you replied turning around to look at him.

"I was but your sighs are so loud they woke me up"

"Fuck you. At least I don't snore"

"I don't snore" your husband denied "Tell me what is worrying you," he asked as he caressed your waist. I knew that if he continued with the "discussion" about whether or not he snored then you would end up distracting him and not telling him why he kept you awake.

You hesitated before answering. You didn't want Aemond to be mad at you but sooner or later the two of you would have to talk about this. There was no point in delaying this conversation, maybe it would even save you some future headaches. Maybe it could even make you feel better.

"I was thinking of you and Aegon" you admitted causing the prince to raise an eyebrow.

"Are you finally going to tell me that you have feelings for my brother?" He said with obvious jealousy, remembering the last few days.

Now at council meetings you always sat next to Aegon, it makes sense because you're the queen but what doesn't make sense is the two of you spend the whole damn meeting holding hands. It also doesn't make sense that you're smiling at Aegon every time he says something sensible in meetings. It's his damn job as king, it's not like he's doing anything extraordinary.

Another thing that bothered Aemond was that now whenever he finished his training and went looking for you and the twins, he found them with Aegon and Jaehaera. Every time he saw you all together his stomach ached from the discomfort and jealousy he felt seeing that you seemed like a perfect family. As if he was always meant to be this way as if he and Helaena didn't exist. He hated to see how natural Aegon looked with his children. He hated the softness in your eyes every time you looked at his brother with the children. He hated when Baelon laughed at Aegon's silly faces. He hated when Baelon burst into tears when he separated him from Aegon. He hated to see Aemon so comfortable in Aegon's arms. They are his family, not Aegon's.

"What?" you said totally surprised.

"I'm not stupid. I see how you look at Aegon. Before the war, you didn't look at him like that." Aemond could see the surprise in your eyes as if you hadn't even realized it yourself. "My mother told me how close you two became in the war."

When you gave birth Aegon was by your side, it was he who held your hand and gave you strength when you thought of giving up. Aegon was the one who helped you calm the cries of the twins at night. Aegon was the one who listened to you and I don't judge you, but he made sure that you understood that you weren't a bad mother when you confessed to him that even though you loved your children, sometimes you wished they hadn't been born because you wanted to go back to your brothers. Aegon was the one who saw you at your worst when Jacaerys died. He was the one who ordered that the twins not be taken away from you when Alicent and Otto claimed that you were unstable and could hurt them after you tried to kill yourself, unable to bear the pain and guilt of Jace's death.

Alice was not lying. You and Aegon were always close, perhaps drifting apart for a time in your teens when Aegon's drinking problem worsened, but became closer in the war. The two supported each other. You couldn't hate him, it didn't matter that he had usurped your mother's throne, it was impossible to hate him when he saw the pain that the death of little Jaehaerys brought him. You saw him alone and you couldn't stand it, you accompanied him in his duel and you treated him as always, you offered him some humanity while the rest of the world only seemed to care that he was the king who had to win a war.

And when Aemond left, for the first time you felt alone in your own home, you were surrounded by enemies. You weren't locked in the black cells but it was obvious that you were a prisoner, there were always guards outside your door and you couldn't go anywhere without them. Something told you that if you weren't pregnant with Aemond's child then Otto Hightower would have had you killed. They let you live but it was clear that no one wanted the daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen.

Then Aegon returned the favor, he accompanied you in your solitude. Every time he had a free space from royal duties he would come to see you. On sleepless nights you two always had each other's company. You and Aegon knew that when one of you couldn't sleep you could always knock on the other's door and there would be no problem. At dawn they submerged remembering their childhood and the good times before the war. Sometimes Jaehaera was even with you—since the death of her twin, it was hard for her to sleep and when she did, it wasn't for many hours at a time—on those nights you and Aegon tried to make her sleep by making up stories. It was funny because Aegon could come up with things that didn't make the slightest bit of sense.

When Daemon and your mother took over King's Landing, you were so scared for Aegon. You felt your breath come back when you heard that he had managed to escape before they could capture him. You prayed every day for his safety and well-being. There wasn't a day you didn't think of him. But that doesn't mean you'll love him romantically right? Anyone would be worried about a family member.

Aegon was your greatest support during the dark times. He was the only one who could bring you some joy together with your children. Your heart always warmed when you saw him with Jaehaera, Maelor, Baelon, and Aemon. He didn't have to take care of the twins but he was always ready to ease your load and help you with your babies.

It was normal for your love for your uncle to deepen after seeing him soothe your children's cries, sing to them and talk to them despite never getting a response from the babies, and watching him play with Maelor and them. How could you hate him when he treated your kids like his? How could you hate him when he always looked out for you and was ready to come to your defense? When he was the only person who comforted you and understood your pain?

But you weren't in love, were you? Did you ever think about what it might have been like if you had married him? Yes, but you blamed the wine. You weren't thinking straight. You only love Aemond. Do you love Aegon? Yes, but not in a romantic way.

Was there a moment when you got more excited about meeting Aegon again than Aemond? Yes, but that was when you thought your husband had cheated on you and before Aegon murdered your mother. When he returned to King's Landing, a part of you wanted to hug him and be by his side, you wanted to return to his safety and the early morning together. But you took it upon yourself to bury deep down any kind of love you felt for him. Aegon murdered your mother, traumatized your little brother, and imprisoned your cousin. You couldn't love him. So you ignored Aegon and focused on comforting your brother and trying to fix your marriage.

You didn't marry Aegon because you were in love, you only married to keep the peace and prevent the war from continuing. You don't have any romantic feelings for Aegon…So why do you feel guilty every time you kiss him? Why do you always crave his touch as much as he craves yours?

"I love Aegon," you said more to yourself than to Aemond. You took another moment of silence to assimilate your discovery "I'm sorry" you apologized feeling like a hypocrite. You got angry with him when you thought he had been unfaithful and during all that time you had fallen in love with another man. "I love you both" you assured him instantly as you moved closer to him. You felt relieved to see that he didn't move away from you "To be honest I didn't realize it until you said it"

"I regret telling you" he growled and you bit your lip thinking what to say next to leave him alone.

"This doesn't mean that things will change between us." Aemond looked at you, raising an eyebrow as if he didn't believe you. "I mean, it doesn't have to be a bad change. My feelings for you remain the same."

"So you won't leave me out?"

The question took you by surprise "Of course not." You instantly replied, "You are my husband and I love you." You kissed him tenderly, hoping to show him at least a part of how much you loved him.” I would never leave you aside. I could hardly bear to be without you when you went to Harrenhal” you said causing a small smile to appear on the prince's lips.

"I don't like the idea of sharing you, much less with Aegon," he admitted, making you wince. "But I know I have no other choice. I don't want you to be unhappy. So I'm willing to accept some sort of deal. Just promise me that I won't be your Visenya."

“There is no Visenya in this. I only have two Rhaenys" You kissed him again "Thank you for trying to understand. I know it's not easy” You caressed his cheek.

“You know that I will always make an effort for you”

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caramelstarlight · 9 months

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Hi! I have a silly request to share.

It's about Al-Haitham and reader being former academic rivals. They were always at each other's throats. No matter what snarky comment one made the other always had a quick and witty remark. Oh? One got a 95 on their test? Well, too bad! The other got a 100 and will rub it in the other's face.

Literally all of Sumeru knew of their rivalry. But you know what they say: the more you bicker, the more you love. And eventually, the two would date in secret for the next couple of years before eventually getting engaged.

Needles to say, poor Kaveh, Cyno, and Tighnari were gobsmacked to see Al-Haitham linking arms with his biggest rival since his Akademiya days and introducing her as his fiancee.

I’m doing this again bc tumblr didn’t save my earlier draft 😭🤚

✅⭐️

anyways! Expect slower updates because school has started again for me. (Excluding this and the other one I have in my inbox.)

I haven’t been touching this because I was confused on how to grasp this.

But yay story. It’s below the cut (You have amurta because it’s the biggest and my favorite.)

Rivals to Lovers

Alhaitham x Female Reader (Can be read as G/N)

You walked into class carrying what you needed for the day. Today was a test taking one. Sadly it was the first class you were in that had the test. Others came through the door you watched as each person sat down. Waiting for the bell to ring.

When it did ring everyone was inside as the teacher welcomed everyone and showed a few confusing parts with a few hints on how to deal with them. Luckily you understood everything unlike some others.

You received your test and began. Skimming through each page to find similarities in questions. Using that method to easily do majority correctly. You focused on the other questions and used the tips the teacher had given the class.

Amurta was lucky to have such a kind teacher, giving everyone study time and tips to pass any tests and gives tutoring in lunch or recess period. Everyone would pass in her class.

You went to your next class, identifying differences between certain species. Being given multiple animals with similar ones. Such as Snow,Crimson and Desert foxes.

You figured out majority of the differences and finished early. Focusing on drawing a Crystalfly and a Avidya Leopard for the remaining time. The bell rang and you walked out. Seeing Tighnari with his friends beside Alhaitham.

Your mind thought of what happened to him. Is he stuck in the library like always? You’d ask yourself as you went towards the bunch. Joining in on the conversation they were maintaining.

Until Alhaitham showed up. You looked at him and Kaveh tried to act like he wasn’t there. Failing of course. “I betted that you wouldn’t get a better score than me.”

He stated as he looked at you. “Oh yeah? I bet I did better than you. Why don’t you tell me ur score?” You stated confidently and he said he got a 95. “How much were you betting?” “Only 20 dollars(idk how much mora that would be lol) Are you scared?”

“No because I got a perfect score of 100!” You said as the others tried to not laugh. Your rivalry with eachother was interesting. Showing your paper to him across the table and sticking your tongue out. “Anyways who did you bet it to?” “Cyno.” Everyone’s head turned to him and he was confused. “What?”

“Why cyno-?” Kaveh asked to Alhaitham. “Because he wanted to.” “I uhhh…” “Cyno you shouldn’t bet.” Tighnari scolded him as he nodded. “Anyways I will do better than you in our next class!” You said as you looked to Alhaitham. “Yeah sure.” He replied as he looked away and back to his book. Handing cyno the money.

He did better the next time and repeated what you did to him beside sticking out his tongue. Another fight between you two was about to happen. Which is usually the both of you just rambling about the other and trying to be louder than the other. Which didn’t happen. Thanks to Tighnari holding you back.

Multiple years passed and graduation comes. You two of course still bickered with one another and weren’t as competitive as you used to be when you were younger.

Now with the both of you dating secretly you have to keep up the act still. You both didn’t want others to find out that secret that was kept hidden.

You sticked out your tongue playfully at him as you linked arms. He smiled at you before he made you spin and let go. You dropped your scroll as he snickered at you.

Your yelling could be heard from a bit away. Gathering a lot of people’s attention but they were used to it. Everyone knew you bickered constantly. Trying to keep up the act as you made him drop his scroll. He looked at you with slight anger and ignored you.

When the time came you yeeted your hats in happiness. A few bits of celebration everywhere. All happy they were finished learning successfully in their chosen darshan.

He brought you on dates with gifts and you did the same but he did majority of them. Always booking the times that would be the most crowded or exclusive.

Both of yours and his parents approved of it. Letting you both to get engaged after a few years of getting together. You and him arranged a meet up with the others after not seeing them for 3 years.

“Hey guys long time no see!” You said as you waved to them at the meetup spot. Alhaitham linking his arm with you. They were in shock at the two of you. “You guys are dating-?” Tighnari asked as he looked at the arms. “Yeah. We’re engaged actua-“ “WHAT?” Cyno and Kaveh exclaimed as Tighnari covered his ears.”

“Yes indeed. She is my fiancé.” “Y/N your his fiancé-??” Kaveh asking you while you nodded. “You guys always bicker I’m surprised you both managed to do this.” Cyno mentioned as you all headed to the spot.

“She and I had a Rivals to Lovers I guess?” Alhaitham stated as you nodded slightly. Talking with the others on the way. “We’re going to the cafe to have lunch together! It’s on us.” You said as Alhaitham gave a thumbs up.

Arriving at the cafe and ordering, sitting down and chatting amongst everyone while waiting for the food and drinks to arrive. Enjoying the meal as you all listened to stories of what happened to eachother in those three years.

(Had no idea how to end this but I hope you enjoy)

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I have a silly idea 🤭🤭 you don't have to write it if you don't want to. Ok so here's the idea:

Naoaki loves bringing food to y/n. One day, naoaki got special edition mochi from the store and decided to give it to y/n. But y/n refused and wanted to share it with him bc she just wants to show her gratitude to him.

The next day bam! They exchanged bodies. Naoaki is trapped inside y/n's body and y/n is trapped inside naoaki's body.

But before naoaki wants to meet y/n, naoya suddenly enters the room and acting lovey dovey which made naoaki want to puke 💀 (naoya didn't know about this whole body swapped thing bc he thought y/n, who is naoaki is joking) At the same time, naoaki can see the truth side of his younger brother being vulnerable which he didn't get to see before bc of their complicated relationship.

While y/n is sad bc whenever she wants to approach naoya, telling him about the body swapped. Naoya immediately glare and ignore her (bc he thought it was naoaki 😭😭) poor y/n

After a few hours, the effect is gone and y/n didn't know if she wants to tell naoya about this bc 1. Naoya might be frustrated that naoaki can see y/n's naked boy 2. Y/n can feel and touch naoaki's dick which will make naoya jealous.

Well this is just a silly idea. Hope u will like it 🫶🤭

Hello!! So good to see you again ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Thank you so much for this ask!!! I get so happy whenever I see (essentially) my oc's in my inbox 🥺❤️❤️❤️

Anyways, it took me a while, but here it is!! Also, I don't know what's up with me, like I read the asks and get the idea but then I end up taking some creative liberties??? Uhgggh :( But I still hope it's to your liking!!—it still has the same essence ehehe and I also had fun writing it + the little extras at the end :)

now onto the warnings: Naoaki is a victim here of course hahaha. outside of that, some mentions of nsfw activities 😏

Happy reading!

It was never explicitly stipulated, but there was a silent agreement that Naoaki was never to approach you, unless your husband, Naoya was present.

The reason behind it was simple: he didn’t like his relatives being around you. A statement you agreed to, to some extent, except for his siblings; for most of them had been rather amicable to you since your arrival.

Naohiko is perhaps the only one to not fit such description, solely because of his “brutally honest” personality, which was more often than not, just plain rude. But even then, he had his moments, particularly those where Hitomi would put a stop to his “offensive” tirade, and he’d be surprisingly… submissive to it—who would’ve guessed?

From there, Naofumi must be the calmest of the bunch, unfortunately, he’s the one you least see. It’s quite a shame, but understandable, for he was very shy and wasn’t very fond of socializing with others outside of his circle. But any time you get to talk to him he’s always very nice, and if you’re lucky enough, he even lets you taste a bit of his incredible skills as a cook!

The rest you’d see around the estate, sometimes—not that often. They also tended to keep to themselves, which you undoubtedly knew was work of Naoya’s merit.

It was upsetting to know that your husband didn’t want you to ponder more into this side of his personal side, as well as their seeming compliance to it…

But your sadness wouldn’t last long when you’d come to meet the oldest of his brothers, the one you were personally fondest of, and came to appreciate not only as an in-law, but as a friend: Naoaki.

Your time with him is often very limited, if not non-existent thanks to his demand as a sorcerer. However, it was still a bit lesser than your husband’s, so you got to see him more than Naoya.

And his visits were certainly ones you always looked forward to, for he’d always tell you in great detail all the exciting things he’d got to see on his missions, as well as bring you gifts from the places he was deployed to.

Not to diminish Naoya’s storytelling, you loved hearing about his work too, but rather… you preferred to do something a bit more intimate with him whenever you got the chance to see him again—before he leaves you again, returning God knows when…

Today was one of those days. One where Naoaki would come back after a tedious mission, intending to tell you all about it while bringing you a local sensation, coincidentally, your favorite: mochi.

“Oh, Naoaki—you didn’t have to!” You fret as he hands you the gift. And while your words conflicted with your true sentiments, wanting nothing but gobble them up as soon as possible, you didn’t want to be perceived as abusive.

“I know.” He says with a smile, taking down a seat next to you by the engawa. “But I couldn’t go there and not get you something. And not to brag, but they’re from the highest rated place there.”

“Gee, talk about pressure!” you chuckle. “Well, I just hope you didn’t spend that much on them.”

“Would it be too bad?” Naoaki asks.

“Only if they don’t taste good, I guess.” You jest, he laughs. “Thank you, Naoaki. You’re always too kind to me.”

“It’s my pleasure.”

“Would you like to try some?” you offer; but by the way Naoaki reacts, one would’ve thought you’d spoken the most outrageous idea.

“I can’t—I shouldn’t.” Naoaki responds, shaking his head. “They’re for you.”

“Ah, but it wouldn’t be nice of me for you to get something so popular and not let you try them—at least one, come on.” You say, urging him by opening the box and moving it near him. “A little bite?”

Your bright grin was the reason that eventually convinced Naoaki to accept your offer, hovering his hand over the box to pick the one he considered more appetizing, you do the same soon after.

“Cheers!” you say, subsequently moving the mochi to your lips and eating it whole in just one bite; swiftly relishing its chewy and sweet taste of your favorite filling—taro—with a smile that lets him know his gift was a total success, as usual.

Naoaki always tried his best to bring you gifts that were tasty if he couldn’t find your favorite as a bare minimum—and while some were better than others, you could never recall a moment you didn’t like what he got you.

But this… this had to be the tastiest one he’s ever given you.

No, you even dare to say, your whole life!

It was just so good you couldn’t stop at one, quickly reaching out to grab for another one and shoving it into your mouth, doing the same again, and again, and again, to the point where you finished the entire box! Except those that Naoaki grabbed, of course, for he too seemed to have fallen victim to its addicting flavor—and he didn’t even like sweets that much!

“Ah, that really hit the spot.” You’d groan, placing your hand over your stomach and contemplating the fact it’s been years since you’ve done something like this—as well as the coming repercussions. “But I think I just ruined my appetite.”

“Oh yeah, I think should’ve waited for after dinner.” Naoaki agrees, feeling the same way as you, if not a bit less, as he takes a deep breath—any hunger that he had coming back from the mission was swiftly replaced with sweets. Probably not the best decision to make, but he does not regret it, not one bit.

“That would’ve been a good idea.” You breathily chuckle through the discomfort of your full stomach.

“Maybe next time.” He suggests while looking at you. “I don’t usually eat sweets but I gotta say, these were pretty good—I’ll definitely buy more if I ever find myself on that area again.”

“I’ll pay you to bring me more.” You counter, enthusiasm making him chuckle. “I want Naoya to try some too.”

The way you fondly reminisce about your husband fills Naoaki with an unspoken sentiment that quickly erases the amusement out of his face, as well as prompting him to cut his visit short.

“I’ll be sure to bring more next time.” Is all that he says before standing up, your eyes darting at him immediately after, as if disappointed he’s already leaving—yet unsurprised. “Well, I’m glad they were to your liking. I would’ve loved to stay a bit longer, but I still have some things to do, like resting, since, you know, I just got back from a mission.”

“Oh, yes, of course.” You blink, remorseful for entertaining him more than necessary. “I didn’t mean to grab much of your time, but still, thank you so much for the mochi. You really didn’t have to.”

“Always my pleasure, Y/N.” he smiles before yawning—you could see it in his eyes now, he’s exhausted. Your regret grows a bit. “Well, see you around.”

“See you around.” You respond, waving him goodbye. A few seconds later, he disappears into the halls.

It’s not that you were avoiding it, but at his mention of “responsibilities” you end up feeling a bit… well, stressed; the aftermath of someone that had been procrastinating doing what they need to do in favor of literally anything else.

However, you don’t feel you should be judged too harshly. It’s tedious to work around the estate doing the same boring things… but you agreed to them because you wanted to support Naoya whenever you could, besides, you knew very well what you were getting into when you agreed to marry him.

But a nap sure does sound amazing right now…

Well, you’re already behind in some things, you were sure that a few more instances of delay wouldn’t do anyone harm, besides, Naoya is set to return later today or tomorrow, did anyone really expect you to care about that when your husband was coming back home?!

So, after cleaning up and throwing away the mochi box, you head to your shared room, quickly fixing the futon before laying down and resting your head against the pillow. You then yawn, eyes slowly begin to blink as you place a blanket over you—just what you needed for ultimate coziness.

As you close your eyes, the last thought that crosses your mind is the promise to get back to work as soon as you wake up, alongside the hope that when you wake up, your husband would finally be back in your arms…

The promise of a nap frequently entailed getting a well-deserved rest after a midday full of activities, recharge a bit before continuing with the routine, perhaps even make up for last night’s endeavors…

Or at least that’s what you expected to be graced with, instead of the notion that you’ve woken up feeling worse than when you laid down.

It almost felt as if you’d spent this whole time running instead of resting, alongside an alarming heaviness on your chest that just made you want to lay back onto the futon and not move for the rest of the day.

But of course, your drowsiness did not compare to the weight of your duties, alongside the burning curiosity to see if your husband had already returned home, eventually motivating you to push yourself up from the futon, yawning as you give your body one last stretch before heading out the door.

The first thing that you notice is how dark it is, anxiously wondering just how long you spent asleep, for this proved far different than just a quick nap —but that, of course, was nothing compared to your husband…

Luckily for you, the best way to figure out his whereabouts was by simply asking around; anyone among the staff members ought to know if the heir was back!

If it weren’t for the fact that whenever you spoke to them, they’d look back at you as if they’d seen a ghost: giving you short answers, none of them offering much help, before swiftly exiting your sight.

Although disappointed that no one seemed to know much of your husband, you were more skeptical, if not hurt, by their behavior towards you—so… vastly different from the warm and talkative way they often referred to you; it’s as if you’re back to being the newly arrived Y/N that didn’t particularly fit with the Zen’in (you still don’t, but it’s been an improvement since then.)

Well, there’s still one last person you can check on; the one that has always been amicable to you since your first day here!

Except for today, it seems.

“And why do you want to know that?” Mariya would respond with a look on her face that lets you know this was not one of her usual jests, nor intended to be taken as one.

It’s always the tone, after all, rather than what’s being said.

“Because… I mean… How do I even begin to explain that, Mariya?” you chuckle nervously. “We’re mar—"

“Well, I do; and you know what else I know? That you’d do good in leaving them alone.”

“Excuse me?” you frown, offended—she’s never spoken to you like this! What is going on?!

“Acting the fool doesn’t suit you, Naoaki. I know exactly what you’re plotting.” She says, and if you were already confused, now you’re dumbfounded. “The two are very happy right now, and they certainly don’t need any issues coming from you.”

“Mariya, I— I really don’t know what you’re talking about. Naoaki is not even here—"

“Is this a joke? Because it’s not funny.” She scoffs. “I suggest you leave before I do something I’ll regret.”

No. Of course not. This wasn’t meant to be a joke or anything of the sorts. You genuinely don’t understand what she’s talking about, literally referring to you as Naoaki and not yourself.

But then, the reaction of the staff, alongside Mariya’s… it couldn’t be pure coincidence. It… shouldn’t be.

So, you rushed towards the restroom, the nearest place you knew to have a mirror, to seek answers—effectively finding the the truth staring back at you, through the visage of someone you least expected, or perhaps wanted, which only gave their reactions a much-needed understanding.

The reason why they treated you differently, why Mariya openly refuted you… was because you were Naoaki.

Or more like in Naoaki’s body.

A statement that barely answered one of the many doubts that arose immediately after this revelation, further igniting you with anxiety as you scurried once more out of the restroom and towards your bedroom, with only one question in mind:

If you were in his body, then…

Who was in yours?

You’d always wondered what it would be like to see your body outside of a reflection or a picture, if you’d be able to recognize it at all since many theorized otherwise, or if you’d be in for a surprise…

Well, you could now describe with certainty what it felt like:

Eerie. Nothing short of frightening; To stare at yourself right in the eye, and yet, not recognize you, as if it were a completely different person.

But it’s not.

It’s you, with your eyes, your face, your body—there’s no denying that.

Yet, the question remains, who is the one staring at you?

“Y/N” You hear her say. And suddenly, it all made sense.

“Nao…aki?” you breathe as she begins to make her way towards you. “What happened? Why are you—what’s going on?”

“I don’t know, I just took a nap and woke up like this!” He frets, you immediately pinching his skin as if to check it wasn’t a dream, Naoaki twisting his lips out of fear.

“Careful Y/N, that’s still my body!”

“…This isn’t a dream, is it?” He presses his lips together before shaking his head. You cry. “No! This—this can’t be!! How did this even happen? Was it a curse? Did you get attacked by something before coming back?!”

“No, I wish it was, at least that way I could disperse the technique…”

“But you couldn’t… right?” You fearfully ask, he nods. “Ohh, what are we going to do Naoaki?? I can’t—we can’t stay like this forever! You have your things, I have mine, but most importantly, Naoya is going to come back anytime soon and he—”

“Ah, Y/N!” Suddenly, another presence joins in, with a familiar tone that immediately freezes the two on the spot, before slowly turning to their direction, screeching on the inside when seeing her. “…and Naoaki.”

“Ma—Mariya” you stammer, blood cold. “What—what are you doing here?”

“I’m here to talk with my lady.” Mariya responds with a frown. Right, to her, this was Naoaki questioning her—and they never got along. “If that isn’t too much to ask.”

“No, of course not.” You add, quickly glancing over to… you, Naoaki doing the same. His eyes said it all. “I…”

“In private.” Mariya adds.

“Can—can you give me a moment?” You say, now looking at Mariya. She immediately raises an eyebrow, skeptical, before giving you what is to be the second most shocking statement of the day.

“I think my lady would want to know that Naoya-sama is back” She says, and you do your best to not pass out that very moment.

“Wha—what?” You breathe. What you once desperately longed for, now couldn’t arrive at the worse timing!!

“Yes, your brother. He’s back—and it would be wise if you let my lady see her husband as soon as possible.” Mariya persists, and if Naoaki’s anxiety was already over the roof… now is beyond the stars. She then walks over to “you”, grabbing your arm and intending to pull you away from “Naoaki.” “Now, if you excuse us—neither of us wants to keep him waiting.”

“No, Mariya—wait. Give me a moment with her—I mean, him.” Naoaki suddenly says, and this, while surprising to Mariya, is enough for her to let him go.

“Is everything alright, Y/N?” she asks, almost offended for Naoya; you’d never wanted to waste time in welcoming your husband…

“Yes, of course. Everything is splendid!” Naoaki says nervously, but reality couldn’t be any further from that. Mariya squints her eyes. “He was just telling me something so interesting, it wouldn’t be bad for me to want to hear the end of it, can it?”

“… I guess not.” But in the end, Mariya would always trust your judgement above anything else, so she leaves the two alone to continue talking, or more like fretting, on what to do now that Naoya was finally back.

“Please don’t ask me to do this.” Naoaki begs. “Anything but this, Y/N.”

“It’s not like I want to either, Naoaki!” You whine; truly, all that you desired to do was run towards your husband and give him all the kisses in the world!

But… you couldn’t—and it pained you much more than you could’ve ever imagined.

“We can’t let him know.”

“Why not?” Naoaki frowns. “Surely even in his stubbornness he’ll understand—”

“Because I don’t want to stress him anymore.” You murmur. “Naoya has been nothing but piled up with mission after mission, do you think he’ll want to come home to another problem?!”

Naoaki thinks you’re giving his brother too much credit, labeling him capable of caring for anything beyond his own interest…

“Please, Naoaki… don’t tell anyone of this.”

“And what are we supposed to do then? Live out the rest of our lives like this?”

“No—of course not. We’ll… look for a solution.” You suggest. If only it were that easy. “Until then, just play along.”

“Play along?” he asks. “How—surely you don’t expect me to…”

“No, just—just tell Naoya that you’re tired, and he’ll understand it!”

“My brother—understand.” That’s perhaps the craziest thing he’s heard all that day, and he’s switched bodies with you!

“He’s… not as bad as you think.” You insist. “He must be tired too, I don’t think he’s going to do much after coming back from a long mission, you know?”

Oh, if only you were right.

In fact, not only were you completely wrong, but fate seemed to make it it’s personal mission to rub it in his face the moment he met up with Mariya, who’d first voice her distaste for Naoaki before tormenting him with Naoya’s return.

“But you don’t have to worry about my feelings, not when your dear husband is back! And something tells me that he missed you very, very much…”

“Wha—what do you mean by that, Mariya?” Naoaki trembles, feeling seconds away from throwing your plan out the window and leaving the estate all together—if he doesn’t puke first.

“Aw, come on—like you don’t know what I mean!” She chuckles, gently elbowing you. “He brought you thousands of gifts again, they’re blocking the whole entrance! I feel bad for the servant that has to move them all to your bedroom…”

“Oh.” Naoaki frowns.

He never thought Naoya had it in him to do such gesture and in such size… but seems he does as evident by the commotion harboring by the entrance, where a group of servants were taking out countless boxes and bags from the trunk of Naoya’s car and placing them by the engawa, while Naoya angrily ordered them to be careful, for their worth was much higher than their yearly paycheck.

Only stopping when he sees “you.”

Eyes softening and a bright grin on his face, Naoya drops everything on the spot before rushing over to your side, quickly wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close to him, lips intending to plant a kiss on yours and just about everywhere he can get, but Naoaki quickly evades him by offering your cheek instead—if your husband noticed such action, he didn’t mention, seems he was far happier to be back.

And needier.

“Good luck!” Mariya whispers to Naoaki before bowing to Naoya and retreating, effectively leaving “you” to your husband’s will.

“I missed you, my love…” Naoya begins, his hands snaking down to your waist and tugging you closer—if that was even possible. “Did you miss me too, kitten?”

“Ki—kitten?!” Naoaki gasps, doing his best to push Naoya away, failing to do so with your strength; oh, how he wishes he was back in his body!

Naoya chuckles.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to come back” he chuckles. “Specially with all those things you sent me…”

“Wha—what things?!”

“The ones you wanted me to do to you…” he breathes. “I’ll never forget how eager you sounded…”

Naoaki wants the earth to split open and swallow him whole.

“Well, it’s—it’s good you’re back at the estate! But I’m tired and I’d like to—" Naoaki tries to save himself by using the excuse you told him would work, but it doesn’t, immediately backfiring on him.

“Are you—are you pregnant?” Naoya gasps, in a way Naoaki can’t describe as nothing less than hopeful, if not excited for the prospect of having a family with you.

Notions that make Naoaki freeze and confused, eyes widening as he realizes that one, the two were trying to get pregnant— And two…

Naoya wanted a family?

Yet again, the image he had of Naoya are slowly changing…

Although in the worst timing possible.

“No, not yet.” Naoaki responds, playing along. He expects to be commended for this act. “But I’m still tired, work here has been… busy.”

“I see.” Naoya responds, a bit disillusioned, but not yet ready to give up, given the way his hand slides further down your waist, dangerously close to an area Naoaki does not want to have touched by him. “But we can still try, can’t we? Perhaps a little tonigh—”

“I said—I’m tired!” How Naoaki managed to push him away is something he’ll never know; but not that it matters much, for all he cared about now is facing the consequences of his outburst, something that shouldn’t have occurred in the first place since you reassured him Naoya would be nothing but understanding of your exhaustion, but now that he went ahead to assure his sanity, he might’ve just ruined the whole plan.

“Y/N?” Naoya asks, concern on his voice as he takes a step away from you, trying to get a better look of your face—he notices there’s something off about “you” but… he can’t put a word to it. “Are you… ok?”

“I’m just… tired.” Naoaki repeats. Still confused, greatly confused, because this whole interaction is nothing short of odd, and overwhelming.

“I’m sorry.” Naoya suddenly says, and this makes Naoaki even more baffled. His brother? Apologizing?! Truly, hell has frozen over. Are you sure it had only been you and Naoaki switching bodies? “…Well, I’m still happy to see you again, my love. I shall let you rest while I go finish other things, and then I’ll see you in our room, ok?”

“Ok.” Is all that Naoaki says before rushing over to see you again, having been eagerly waiting for him in some unaccounted empty room, jumping to ask him how every went down as soon as he entered, before going silent when Naoaki darted you a piercing cold stare that lets you know this situation will only worsen, unless they find a solution quickly.

“Don’t ever make me do that again.”

Naoaki and you tried your best to act as if nothing had changed, as normal as possible to avoid suspicion from those around them.

And at first it worked, Naoaki somehow managed to avoid Naoya throughout most of the day, throwing excuses at him that would take advantage of his seeming adoration for you (which Naoaki had yet to believe…) which he always accepted—he still wonders how your husband hasn’t noticed they haven’t even slept in the same room anymore, but in all honesty, as long as it keeps working, he doesn’t care.

But your staff… those were not as lenient as you would’ve wanted. While Naoya was afraid of doing anything to might slightly upset you, Mariya and the rest were not as careful when voicing their skepticism whenever “you” did something out of the norm, which eventually lead to get really creative with his excuses; he’s still surprised he even got it in him to say the things he did!

As for you… well, it wasn’t any easy either, considering that most of the people you were forced to hang around with were those you didn’t normally do so, such as his brothers, or the staff… but thankfully, his status amongst the clan often meant that whatever you said, they’d take as law, so there wasn’t much to justify there.

Unless talking about duties.

Both should’ve known that doing each other’s job would also be part of this “deception”, but as much as you tried to prepare the other, something still managed to pop up that almost places the plan in jeopardy.

“Come on, show me!” Naohiko insisted, an example of those highly tense moments. “You know, that thing that you do when using your technique.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” You’d try to avoid him, laughing nervously. “I don’t do anything special with my technique!”

“Don’t try to be humble, is unbefitting of you.”

“I really don’t know what you mean! Hahahaha!”

“Great, now you’re acting like that prick Naoya.”

“Hey! He’s not a prick!”

Naohiko raises an eyebrow.

“What are you now, saint Naoaki?

“No, of course not.” You rush to save yourself; whatever you could without appearing even more suspicious… When will this all end?

“You’re right though, Naoya isn’t a prick—he’s an asshole.”

… Guess you now knew why Naoya didn’t want you around his brothers.

But all these efforts would mean nothing the moment Mariya grew too skeptical of “your” behavior; the tipping point being the day she asked you what flowers you’d like for the new garden since the old ones are slowly withering away.

A common question with an even more predictable answer….

“I don’t know, any should be fine.”

Or not.

And that, alongside the fact you and Naoaki had been sighted spending more and more time together, while avoiding the rest… is what finally leads Naoya to confront the two.

“I tried my best to give you the benefit of the doubt, believe that maybe I was imagining things because I was tired after a long mission; but there’s no denying it now.” Naoya cited you, alongside Naoaki and your staff, to what you considered an emergency meeting to discuss the elephant in the room. “My wife keeps avoiding me with all kinds of excuses: first, she’s tired. Then, she’s sick. And now, she doesn’t even sleep in the same room as me anymore!

And I believed it, I really did, until her staff saw the two of you together, quite frequently actually; to the point it made me believe there was something else going on.”

“What are you implying… Naoya?” You ask, although you know the answer very well. Maybe you just hoped it was something else.

However, far from upsetting you…

It irritated you. Because this was the last thing that you wanted to deal with, on top of everything else!

“Y/N… Are you cheating on me with Naoaki?”

“And why would I do that?!” you breathe.

“I’m not talking to you, brother!” He snaps at “Naoaki” you frown.

Right. This goddamn hindrance again.

“Then don’t accuse me of things I haven’t done!” Naoaki retorts; you can hear your same desperation on his voice—because truly, of all things he could’ve concluded, this is what he decided to go for…

“What am I supposed to think after you’ve been avoiding me? Hanging around with my brother, of all people?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Naoaki responds.

“You know well, I’ve told you before!”

“Naoya…” you say; because even if taken aback by his incredulous idea, it still hurt to know he’d think you capable of such thing.

Perhaps it was best to tell the truth for once and for all.

“This isn’t what it looks like.” You continue.

“Well then, Naoaki, what does this look like?”

You then glance over to Naoaki, as if seeking reassurance while giving him a look that tells him exactly what you plan to do.

He hesitates, mainly because of what seemed to be Naoya’s reaction up to that point, but he won’t deny that he’d do anything to stop this madness from growing even bigger than it already has, thus, after a few seconds of this silent exchange, he nods, and you begin.

“…I—I’m not really Naoaki.” You say, statement that immediately makes Naoya laugh and your ladies scoffing—as if you weren’t already embarrassed, or irked…

This really isn’t off to a great beginning.

“Now that’s an excuse if I’ve ever heard one!” Naoya laughs.

“No! Listen to me, Naoya!” you interject, beyond frustrated at this point. “It’s not an excuse, it’s the truth!”

“Amuse me, then.”

“…Naoaki and I… we switched bodies.” You bluntly declare. “I—I don’t know how or why it happened, we just… woke up one day and I was him and he was me; and we’ve been trying to—trying to figure out everything, how to reverse it but we just… haven’t…”

“Do you really expect me to believe that? That you somehow switched bodies?” Naoya frowns. “That’s the most ingenious excuse—"

“…I can prove it.” You interject, Naoya raises his eyebrows. Perhaps telling him something only you and he knows would do trick. So, you make your way over to him, reaching for his ear and whispering to him details of your honeymoon you were absolutely certain he’d take as proof of your identity and leave this case to rest…

If, of course, he wasn’t as skeptical as he continued to be.

“I can’t believe you.” Naoya gasps, taking a step away before glancing over to “you” “I can’t believe you’d tell Naoaki of our honeymoon.”

“No, Naoya! That’s not what it is! It’s me, it’s Y/N—” you gasp, angry at this point. “Oh, I always hate it when you’re this stubborn!”

And that seemed to be the end of it; or more like the beginning of it all, believing you were not only sentenced to live out the rest of your life in Naoaki’s body (or until the effects of this distasteful act dissipated, God knows when that will be) but also suffering the great dent this happening struck onto your marriage.

You wanted to scream.

You wanted to yell, kick, punch—everything, yet nothing at the same time. Feeling powerless, foolish, and infuriated that nothing had gone your way since this started.

It seemed to be a punishment for something you had yet to be held accountable for, but that will be something to ponder on about later after you got away from everything and cooled down.

So, careless of the gasps demanding you stay, you begin to make your way towards the door, placing your hand over the edge and more than ready to just get the hell away from everyone—

But just as you were to step out the room, you hear Naoya murmur something underneath his breath, something that causes you to turn around and scowl, deep in disbelief (and pain) that he still had more to belittle you with!

“What is it now?!” you gasp.

“I can’t believe it.” Naoya says—yet, his words don’t have that same burning anger as before, nor mocking nature…

“What now? Haven’t you had enough of making fun of me?!” you lament.

“No fucking way…” He continues. “This… can’t be true.”

“Fine, keep thinking I told Naoaki about—”

“It is you.”

“How—what?!” now you’re confused. “Why should I think you—believe me?”

Want to know what gave it away for Naoya to unexpectedly trust your words?

It wasn’t anything outrageous, nor “other-worldly” as it seemed. Really, it all came down to one simple thing, the same one he always teases you about, or in this case, the one he never liked to see, for it always made him feel guilty, rushing to do everything in his power to make you happy:

Your pout.

Naoya could recognize that look anywhere, from a picture to your voice, even from a thousand miles…

And now, in his brother’s body.

Because there’s only one person that would have that same pouty look on their face, the one that is made seconds before you wanted to cry, or when you’re tired of Naoya’s relentless teasing.

You.

Who would’ve known that’s all it took for him to believe you?

“Naoya—what?” Mariya blinks, fearfully placing the pieces together. “Don’t tell me this—is she…. He…”

“I wasn’t lying…” you say, and this makes your ladies gasp.

“When did this happen?” Naoya continues, making his way over to you. “How—how?”

“I wish I knew.” Naoaki adds. “It’s been nothing but a continuous nightmare ever since it happened.”

“Wait, does that mean… the day I returned… you…” Your husband frightfully begins, the implications worse than anything he’d ever imagined—

But Haruko being the only one to openly state them.

“ALL THIS TIME I’VE BEEN SERVING NAOAKI?!” she yells before suddenly fainting, her sister quick to catch her body while Mariya rushes out the room in search of anything that could help her recover swiftly—perhaps her own way to deal with the shocking revelation.

“So whenever we… were together…”

“Don’t say it.” You say, scowling out of disgust. “We don’t have to.”

Naoya suddenly turns to face Naoaki.

“You better not have done anything weird with her body!”

“Why me? Ask your wife, since you two are nothing but perverts…”

“Naoaki!” you gasp, flustered.

“Did you do anything, Y/N?” Naoya asks, slowly turning over to see you—it’s subtle, but still there. Your husband is jealous.

… it’s a bit cute, alright.

“No, of course not.” You breathe. “Although I have to admit… certain things were very difficult to do.”

“Like what, Y/N?” he insists, you shake your head.

“… please don’t make me say it.”

“Well then, I won’t” Naoya responds—for now. “But then… how did this happen?”

“As we’re telling you, we don’t know.” Naoaki continues. “It happened right after I came back from a mission.”

“Backtrack your steps, what did you do as soon as you got here?” Naoya asks; he’s going to get to the bottom of this, whatever it takes.

Naoaki knew he wouldn’t like it, but honestly, he doesn’t care anymore; he wants to get out of this situation as soon as possible.

“I met up with Y/N to give her some mochi I brought—we both ate the whole box and then I started feeling sleepy.”

“Me too.” You add. “It was so sudden too, I mean, sure I ate allot but I wasn’t that tired before—”

And then, as if it were the most obvious thing, it all clicks.

“The mochi!” you and Naoaki gasp in unison.

Why it never occurred to either, that’s something they don’t even know themselves; perhaps because they never considered something so small and delicious could offer such a big threat, but now that it was brought forward, it wouldn’t take long for Naoya to begin his investigation, trailing down the store Naoaki brought the mochi from and soon finding out that indeed they were tampered with.

According to the vendor, he immediately recognized Naoaki as member of the prestigious Zen’in clan, and wanting to cause some havoc, perhaps get some monetary gain out of it (knowing well they’d come to him in due time) decided to give him mochi imbued with his cursed technique and let everything else fall in place.

But of course, Naoya wasn’t one to easily fall into demands of others, so after enough… persuasion, the man quickly worked to reverse his technique, creating an antidote mixed with the victim’s cursed energy and to be taken the same way the mochi were.

Preparations for the whole ordeal afterwards were quick, to the point where you and Naoaki ironically wondered why they hadn’t considered telling Naoya in the first place, although the latter was far more intrigued by the way his brother handled the situation.

While skepticism was certainly on the table, the one thing Naoaki did not expect was the kindness in which Naoya treated you. There were aspects of the nature he knew of in his interactions with you, but they were always with some level of… adoration, softness, as if he were truly overwhelmed for you and not for the hindrances this might present towards him.

Even if he desperately wanted to be with you like that. And given the way you sulked around the estate, you too desired so.

Certainly… the two showed to be far more than what he initially perceived, from a relationship he thought made of interest, with Naoya being the domineering one… Naoaki found out that there were actual feelings in between—love, he might dare to say, from both sides.

Maybe he did wrong in judging him so harshly. Maybe not. Who knows.

All that he knows is that after the antidote worked, things began to fall back into place at the estate, you going back to your usual responsibilities, and him his—travelling off to somewhere he hadn’t even heard of, getting you souvenirs along the way, which now made him feel silly compared to the amount of gifts Naoya would get you in turn.

… Well, maybe not everything went back to normal.

“What’s this?” Naoya says, looking down at the bag Naoaki handed to him.

“Just something I got on the last place I was deployed to.”

“Uh… that’s nice, I guess.” He says, not really interested. Yet.

“It’s for you.”

“Me?” He frowns. “Why?”

“I don’t know—maybe I had a change of heart.” Is all that he says before he turns around and leaves your husband alone.

Later on, Naoya tells you of this occurrence, voicing how confused this whole subject made him. You wondered if he did anything to him while he was… “switched.”

He denies so, before making you promise him to never bring up the matter again. You oblige with a laugh.

Extra 1:

This succession is one that would mostly be kept as a secret amongst those involved, for the sake of saving everyone explanations to give.

However, there were those that remained skeptical, such as Haruko, who would occasionally prod at you, just to check if you were truly yourself again, to which you’d respond by teasing her, scaring her with the idea that you were still Naoaki and oh the things that you’ll do in this body!

“Bet you’re happy you’re back, isn’t it?” Hitomi would tease back, one of the many ways she’d defend her sister, when not laughing along, of course. “You and Naoya sure did lots of “catching up” when that happened…. perverts”

“Hey that’s—” you stammer, before turning bright red. “That’s not true…”

But you didn’t fool anyone; in fact, as soon as you were back in your body, you and Naoya did all of the things you wanted to do as soon as he was back—and probably even more, to the point where your staff had to intervene, asking Naoya to leave you alone for bit because you still had other things to tend to.

“I’m just making sure my beloved wife is truly back to her usual self.” Naoya would say. “In all ways, not just physical”

They all knew better than to insist, more so because the next time they do, they might see something they wouldn’t want to, probably scar them for life too—yet they couldn’t deny their happiness to see the two back together again. After seeing how desolate you were without him, and him without you, it was a well-deserved break.

“Gross.” Hitomi would cringe, before laughing once more.

Extra 2:

“Naoya.” You murmur, snuggling close to him. It was the last night he’d be at the estate before he went, yet again, onto another mission. This time promises to be shorter than the others, but it still doesn’t mean you’re any happy for it.

“Yes, my love?”

“I was thinking…”

“That’s a dangerous thing to do.”

You pout, Naoya chuckles, kissing the top of your head as he wraps his arms around you.

“Anyways… I was thinking about that thing that happened to us…”

“The… body switching thing?”

“Yeah, and it came to me something I didn’t even consider.”

“What’s that?”

“Well, you know how they say soulmates can find each other no matter what they look like, right?”

“Right…” Naoya says; getting a mixture of feelings, first, guilty that this theory wasn’t applicable to him anymore. He should’ve recognized you the moment he saw you! And yet…

Secondly, because something in his mind told him you were planning something… unexpected—but what? And does he even want to know?

Maybe.

“So, I was just wondering… would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“What the—what the fuck?” he exclaims, laughing nervously. “Where did this come from??”

“Oh, come on!” you chuckle. “I’d love you, I’d have you in a nice little tank or whatever it’s called, decorated with all kinds of plants, homegrown so they won’t have anything weird in them, so you can eat to your hearts delight, as well as put you your anime shows so you wouldn’t get bored!”

“You’re weird…” he laughs.

“I’d probably take you out on a walk too, have like a small box I can carry so we can go around the city, let you out in the park, all that stuff” you continue, completely invested in the idea. “Sounds nice, right?”

“But if I were a worm… then I wouldn’t be able to fuck you the way you love so much—although I think I can manage if I really get in—”

“Eww!! No! Stop it! Nope! Don’t be weird about it!” you whine, fidgeting against him in efforts to get away from his uncalled suggestions, but he just laughs, holding you in place while snaking one of his hands down to your ass and firmly squeezing it. “Don’t—don’t touch me after saying something so gross!’

“Hey, you started it! I was just following you along.”

“It was just a joke!” You whine, he continues to laugh, peppering kisses on your face until you eventually accept your fate and stop fighting him.

He continues doing the same, eventually quieting down to complete silence. After a few seconds of cuddling together, your husband speaks up again.

“Even if you were a rock, I’d always love you.” Naoya admits.

“…Would I be a cute rock?”

“The hottest rock.” He kisses you once again, you roll your eyes at his lewdness, as if you weren’t expecting to do that one last time before he left, before laughing and kissing him. “I love you.”

😏 I guess that's my take on how Naoya would answer the worm question, not that anybody asked but hey, it is what it is hahaha

Also, this was all for laughing sake's, Y/N would immediately tell Naoya about the whole thing 😂 she'd be persistent cause she aint about missing her wifely duties!! But outside of that, Naoya was very, veryyyyy jealous when he heard about the whole thing—want to know what he worried for the most though? Y/N thinking Naoaki's dick was bigger or something hahahah oof rest assured, she likes his better :)

Anyways, this was certainly very, very different from other asks I've got to answer! I really liked trying something new :> I know I deviated a bit from your idea, but I still hope you were able to enjoy it!! It's just what came to me at the moment 🤔 hehe.

Once again, thank you so much for this 🥺❤️ Take care and hope to see you soon!!

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