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bigwishes · 8 months

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Pretty Boy's Mistake

Kye was you average university athlete, mainly there to get a degree a generic sports degree to get a job as a personal trainer in the high end gyms, he rarely went to his lecture but always got outstanding grades. It wasn't that he wasn't passionate about sports or health, in fact he had taught himself pretty much everything the university had to offer before he had even gotten there. He was only there for a piece of paper. He spent most of his time in the gym, lifting weights whilst also training some guys on the side for some cash in hand work but he always made sure to put his own workouts first. His body was almost perfect and he loved every inch of it.

Although he wished he could be bigger. He saw some of the guys in the gym, how their tank tops looked like they could burst at any moment. One time he even saw a guys tank split because of an insane chest pump. He loved huge guys, wanted to be fucking huge like them. He would picture his gym crush and how his entire car would bounce and wobble when he squeezed his massive frame inside, he wanted a guy like that in his bed, he wanted to be bigger than that but a body like that would probably take him another 15 years to build and he wanted to enjoy and flaunt that size before he left uni.

Kye was in the gym when he saw a huge lumbering giant walk in. The man looked like a superhero right out of a comic and something possessed Kye out of no where. He followed the huge meathead to the locker room.

Kye stood there seeing the giant block almost all the lockers on a wall his back was so wide and Kye got nervous, a lump formed in his throat and he spat out what he had to say.

"so...how do I get as big as you bro"

the massive dude turned around looking around the locker room checking to see if he was talking to someone else, he let out a thunderous chuckle.

"you talkin to me pretty boy?"

Kye grew red in the face "y-yeah man, look I been lifting for a few years and I really wanna get fucking huge like you man"

"aaa just keep at it guy, youll be massive like mean real soon"

"how old are you?"

"Im 22 bro"

"22!" Kye yelled "bro im almost 23 how the fuck you get so big man, you gotta tell me your secret"

"hmmm, look, you're kinda cute bro so, I'll let you in on a little secret, for a trade of course"

"Anything man, anything, Ive tried everything I know with diet and routine and I'm just not swelling up like other guys are"

"I'll give you my secret if you tell me why you wanna be so big, annnnd, for a date" the large man raise his eyebrow and walked closer to Kye.

Kye's heart started pounded as he imagined what it'd be like to have his skull crushed by the giant bodybuilder's monstrous thighs

"o-okay, ummm, phew, is it hot in here?" kye tripped and stumbled over his words like it was his first time ever talking to a guy.

"so, why you wanna be big pretty boy?"

Suddenly the man had is arms leaning on the doorframe behind Kye forming an arch over him looking down at him.

"eer, well, I-I like size and, I like guys with size and I wanna be big y-ya know" Kye tried to avoid eye contact as the massive brute leaned in

"So you like big guys hey? why don't you keep your lil jock bod, let a mountain like myself have fun with you"

"Because I ain't no bodies bottom bitch, believe me man, if I was as big as you, I'd of already throw you against the wall and you'd be beggin for it"

The massive meat head in front of him bit his lip

"so you promise, once you're as big as me you'll be tossing me around?"

Kye smirked trying to keep up the confident façade

"yeah bro, but gotta warn you, I'm already a catch, once guys see me with arms tearing out of my shirt and my huge muscled fat ass squeezed into tight gym shorts you'll probably have some competition"

"oh I like a cocky meathead"

the man turned around walking back to his gym bag pulling out a small vial of orange fluid, he handed it to kye

"I'm Jason by the way"

"What is this?"

"My secret mixture, drink it man, it'll make you real big...and give you that fat juicy ass you want"

Kye instantly downed the drink and gave Jason a wink.

"Alright, Im gonna go workout man"

"See you tomorrow pretty boy" Jason laughed as Kye walked out.

Kye was stepping into his car, having to stop to catch his breath, he worked harder than he ever had. He knew the vitamin shot he was given wasn't going to do anything but it was at least energising. Kye felt a strange tingling, as the veins on his pelvis swelled with blood pumping downwards. Kye gritted his teeth feeling like he was about to get hard and suddenly he watched as his package swelled and doubled in size in his pants.

Kye jumped in his car feeling his thighs and arms swell. Like his pump was subsiding but his muscles weren't shrinking down to normal size.

He drove home, gritting his teeth and occasionally grunting the entire way.

Kye stepping of of his car feeling his shirt tight around his chest and arms. He let out a tired sigh feeling strange and walked inside. Kye saw himself in the mirror, his shirt tightly pulled across body. He pulled off his shirt seeing his abs slightly stretched out, rubbing his stomach watches his package swell again.

UUUUUGGGGhhhhhh He groaned.

"W-what the fuck is going on"

Kye watches as his bulge swelled outwards in his pants straining against the fabric, as his stomach swelled outwards with it.

"W-WHAT THE FUCK MY, MY ABS"

Kye grabbed his stomach feeling it strain

UUUUUUUGGGGHHHH-UUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRPPPPP

Kye let out a painful groan that turned into a belch as tears started to form in his eyes, his perfect 6 pack was gone swelled out like he had been bulking all year round.

Kye couldn't hold back the belches escaping his mouth and with each on his body changed. His arms swelled bigger, his thighs swells bigger.

He watched helplessly in the mirror unable to stop the changes, no matter how hard he pushed his stomach trying to get it to shrink the only thing he managed to do was push out another belch. Kye mercilessly began scratching at his jaw and neck feeling an annoying itch take over. He was too busy watching as his body swelled up to notice the changes in his face. Kye finally looked up from his bloated stomach to see himself, hairy, big and bulky.

"WHAT THE FUCK, I" Kye pinched the side of his waist in disbelief

BUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPPPP

Kye's massive meaty hand felt is muscled gut vibrate as he belched. Feeling a surge of change again, but he didn't see himself get any bigger in the mirror, he heard a slight ripping noise and looked around. Turning to the side he saw the fabric of his gym shorts tight, torn and ripped over his massive muscular ass. His face turned bright red.

"Oh god..I'm...uuggh I'm like a fat bear"

Kye's stomach grumbled and he made his way to the kitchen poking and patting his gut hoping by some mirecal it would shrink and turn back into a six pack.

Kye sat in the gym locker room trying to hide his new burly body under bagging clothing. Embarrassed and hoping Jason would walk in at any moment. After about an hour Jason walked in.

"H-Hey Jason"

"Oh hey Pretty Boy, hows it feel bein big"

"I" Kye couldn't even finish his sentence before letting out a monstrous belch

"I didn't ask for this"

"yeah you did bro, you wanted to be big"

"AND NOW LOOK AT THIS, WHERE ARE MY ABS IM TUBBY" Kye lifted his shirt and poked at the muscled slab

"Man you aint tubby, you bulky, thick muscle"

"But I wanted my abs bro, I wanted to look like some pro bodybuilder not like some kinda burping werewolf"

Kye rubbed his gut cocking his mouth open belching causing Jason to laugh. Kye's face turned bright red

"Dude stop laughing and fucking do something, uuuggghhh"

"alright bro, quit the complaining I might have something for you"

"Anything is better than this man"

Jason handed Kye a vial filled with bright pink liquid

UUUURpp "so, this'll fix me?"

"Oh man, it'll give you the perfect body"

Kye looked at it suspiciously feeling the concrete wall he had for a stomach. He closed his eyes and downed, a few moments passed and Kye didn't feel much different, when suddenly the familiar sensation rose up from his gut to his throat.

UUUUUHHGG-UUUUUURRRRRPPPP

Kye's eyes widen and his face turned white

"WHA-UUUUUURRRPPPP DID-UUUUURRRRRRPP YOU GIV- UUUURRRPP ME?!"

Kye tried to speak more but he struggled to form a full sentence from his constant belching

"Looking good man" Jason laughed

Kye, felt is rock hard bloated gut and heard the sound of tearing fabric as his muscles bulged out of his shit, soon he was left standing there in the gym locker room in nothing but his underwear.

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Kye looked at himself in the mirror disappointed by his huge muscle gut, he cocked his mouth open and belched.

Jason let out a booming laugh "bro you look like you take roids and smash 6 protein shakes hourly"

"bro why'd you do this" Kye sheepishly asked

"because you wanted to me big"

"then why not make me like you, why give me this huge gu-UUUUURRP"

"Coz you were cocky, and I find it hot when cocky guys get taken down a peg"

"oh" kye smiled "so now you've gotten you kick I can go back right?"

"nah, you were a pretty boy jock, now you can enjoy being a bulky cunt"

Kye went to walk away from the mirror, hearing his underwear start to rip around is massive muscled ass. That'll teach him to take stuff from strangers in the locker room.

#male transformation #muscle #muscle transformation #male tf #gay transformation #tf story #transformation #muscle bear #bear transformation

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anothermansjeans · 8 days

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Closer

a.h x f!reader

cw: some slight angst (blink and you miss it)

wc: 1k

prompts

a/n: hiiiii!!! this is based on this request! sorry for taking a bit, i've been swamped with homework. i have one more in my inbox but im still taking requests! you can uses any of the prompt lists linked or just send me any request you have!

Hotch had a problem. He didn't necessarily want this problem, but he also didn't want to fight it. He had started to develop feelings for his coworker– who is also his subordinate– Y/N.

It started pretty recently. The team got back from a case and he told Jessica he would need her to watch Jack for a couple more hours. Unfortunately, that couldn't work for her, so he asked if she could talk to the babysitting agency and get someone in before she left. All was well when he last heard from her, and he was told that if they can't get someone out, they'll call him.

That’s why when his personal phone rang, he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering “this is the one time I’m wishing they’re calling about my car’s extended warranty.” Alas, he picked up the phone and saw it was the agency he used, and they couldn't get anyone out this late in his area. He was so frustrated, he wanted to cry, which was more common than not recently.

After hanging up, he was so lost in his head, preparing to head out and take his work home with him (he never liked doing this, too scared Jack may see something he shouldn't). He didn't realize his door was opened the entire time, and he certainly didn't realize that Y/N had popped her head in with a mildly concerned look on her face.

“Hey, I was just heading out… are you okay?”

He jumped the tiniest bit, and looked up at her. “Uh, yeah. I’m actually leaving too.” He stood up and grabbed the pile of files in his desk, preparing to shove them in his briefcase, when he looked up for a millisecond to see the confused look on her face. “Jessica can't watch Jack for the rest of the night and there are no babysitters available this late of notice. I have to bring work home.”

Hotch didn't know what to expect from his oversharing, but it definitely wasn't the next words out of Y/N’s mouth. “I can watch him!” He looked at her. She looked at him. Y/N suddenly laughed to herself and shook her head. “Sorry, I meant to say if you need me to, since I’m already heading out, I can watch him until you're finished up here. I know how you feel about bringing those files home.”

“I couldn’t ask you to do that–”

“You're not asking!” She promptly cut him off. “Trust me, Hotch, I want to do this for you. The sooner you say okay, the sooner I can go relieve Jessica.”

He numbly nodded, putting his briefcase on his desk. “Yes, thank you. I owe you for this. I’ll let Jessica know and I promise I won't be too long so that you can enjoy the rest of your night.”

And it was that simple of a solution. He did his work, you watched Jack, and when he got home, he was able to witness you putting his kid to bed. It was sweet (beyond sweet, really), and since then, whenever the team got back from a case and he needed extra help with Jack, Y/N would volunteer without being prompted. He loved seeing the little moments Y/N had with Jack, so much so that he would sometimes come home a little early (he could survive the extra work on a night Jessica was babysitting) and offer to have Y/N stay for dinner, which turned into bedtime for Jack, and then a little wine after he was asleep.

He didn't know when the feelings began to develop exactly, but once he noticed the excitement of going home to not only Jack but also Y/N, well he wanted to put a little bit of space between them. He wishes it was a gradual thing– really, he does– but he kind of just started declining her offers, making sure to book a babysitter hours (sometimes days) prior so that there were no issues with someone watching Jack. He hadn't taken into account what Y/N would be feeling about this shift, and he wasn't sure why he was so surprised when she marched into his office after a case; a time where they would normally arrange for her to watch Jack.

“Did I do something? Did I hurt Jack, or offend you, or literally anything wrong?”

“Excuse me?” His head whipped up from the papers under him.

“We had a routine. Something happened to disrupt the routine. I just need to know what I did wrong.” She looked sad. That was something Hotch didn't see on her often.

“You didn't do anything wrong.” He placed his pen down and stood up, closing his office door and standing in front of Y/N. “I have this problem.” He didn't know how else to state it, but he had to say something now or she’d think that his problems are her fault (and he would say a hundred times over that this was never her fault). “I don’t want to feel things for you but at the same I have this need to be near you 24/7.”

Eyes wide and deep breaths, the only thing Y/N could utter out was “what?”

Hesitating, Hotch stepped a little closer. “After seeing you with Jack and spending more time with you I…” he scoffed and shook his head “this is so juvenile.”

“Keep going, please.” Her response was quick. She needed him to finish.

“I want to be near you all of the time and I got scared of that– we work together, I’m your unit chief, I shouldn't be feeling things the way I do so I just… I pulled away.”

The silence was suffocating for the minute Y/N took to digest all that was said, but after what felt like years to Hotch, he felt her hand tentatively touch his, gently raking her nails down his palm before interlocking their fingers. “You don't have to… pull away.” The shy look was turning into one of awe. “We can… be around each other more often. See what happens. If you want.”

Maybe Hotch didn't have a problem. He felt a warmth spread through his body at the mere thought of being closer to Y/N, to seeing what happens with them, to a future. He definitely didn't have a problem.

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #criminal minds #aaron hotch #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner x fem!reader

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 7 months

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No Control* // Chad Meeks Martin x Reader x Ethan Landry

request: none!

prompts: none!

summary: things are awkward after your boyfriend, chad, walked in on you with his best friend, ethan. you’re terrified that you’ve ruined everything, but chad has other ideas.

warnings: language, smut, threesome, switch!chad, switch!reader, switch!ethan, use of the pet name “good boy” once, p in v, masturbation, hand job, being caught the morning after

word count: 3.3k

a/n: reader has female anatomy, but gender neutral pronouns are used. also im relatively new to writing smut, so apologies of its not the best!

part one part two

Stained coffee cup

Just a fingerprint of lipstick's not enough

Sweet, where you lay

Still a trace of innocence on the pillow case

Chad sat up straight on his bed, staring blankly at the wall. His mind racing with the image of you and Ethan together. His girlfriend and his best friend. He should be furious. Right? So why wasn’t he? Maybe he was a little sad, the thought that you don’t love him anymore staying in the back of his mind. But he knew you better than that. You loved him. You still do. Things were perfect between the two of you, there was no way you suddenly got tired of him overnight.

Realistically? Chad figured that you somehow found out about Ethan’s little crush on you, which he wasn’t that good at hiding, and that you had reciprocated the feelings. You had somehow found yourself falling in love with someone else, while still loving Chad all the same. And Chad couldn’t even blame you. After all, it was Ethan. Chad would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about his roommate in that way more than a few times.

Still, he wished you had just talked to him about all this. Everything would’ve been so much easier. But he knew why you didn’t. You felt like you were betraying him. And in a way, you had. You went behind his back and slept with someone else. But if he was being honest with himself, had he been in the same situation with Ethan, he probably would’ve done the same exact thing you had.

Waking up beside you, I'm a loaded gun

I can't contain this anymore

I'm all yours, I've got no control, no control

“Chad? You here?” Ethan asked, shutting the door to their dorm behind him as he walked inside.

Chad’s head perked up slightly at the sound of Ethan’s voice, but he didn’t make a move to respond. He heard footsteps coming closer, and then the door to his bedroom slowly creaked open. Ethan poked his head in, and Chad turned to face him.

“Hey,” Ethan said, tugging awkwardly at the collar of his shirt.

“Hi,” Chad replied, not quite meeting Ethan’s eyes.

After waiting a few moments, Ethan realized Chad wasn’t going to speak again, so he took that as permission to enter the room. Ethan walked over and sat down next to Chad on his bed. Chad went back to staring at the wall, and Ethan looked over at Chad nervously.

“Look man, I can’t even begin to explain how sorry I am. I never should’ve-”

“Do you love them?” Chad asked, cutting Ethan off.

“What…?” Ethan asked, taken aback by the question.

Chad finally turned his head to look at Ethan, and he repeated the question.

“Do you love them?”

After a pause, Ethan nodded. “Well, uhm, yeah. I- I think I do. No, I- I definitely do. I love them.”

Chad hummed in response, looking away again. The tension between the two of them was palpable, but it wasn’t for the reason that Ethan assumed it was.

“Do you love me?” Chad asked, too nervous to take his gaze off the floor.

“Huh?” Ethan replied, almost sounding confused by the question.

“You heard me. Do you?”

“Well, I mean of course I do. You’re my best friend,” Ethan answered, not sure what to make of the question.

“You know I didn’t mean it like that,” Chad said, his voice shaking. He finally forced himself to face Ethan.

“Oh. OH,” Ethan said, the true meaning of Chad’s question finally clicking in his head. “Uhm, yeah. I- I do.”

The look of pure terror slowly faded from Chad’s face. “Why did you never say anything?”

“Well, you were with y/n. And- well I’ve never felt like this for a guy before, I didn’t know what to make of it. I guess I was just… scared.” Ethan’s cheeks turned pink as he met Chad’s eyes. “Wait, does that mean you feel the same way?”

“Does this answer your question?”

Chad leaned in and kissed him, his hand resting on the side of Ethan’s face. Ethan’s eyes widened, and he froze, his brain short-circuiting by the sudden affection. Once his mind caught up with his body, he started to kiss Chad back. They both felt dizzy, months of unspoken feelings all pouring out within a few moments. It felt magical. And even more than that, it felt right.

Powerless, and I don't care it's obvious

I just can't get enough of you

The pedal's down, my eyes are closed, no control

You laid on your bed, staring up at your ceiling, tears staining your face. Your roommate, Anika, was out on a date with Mindy, so you didn’t even bother trying to keep quiet as you sobbed. You ruined things with Chad, and consequently, you might’ve ruined things with Ethan as well. You felt like you were living in hell, and the worst part was that it was a hell of your own making. Why couldn’t you have just been honest? Or better yet, you should’ve just made a decision.

But even attempting to do that would’ve been pointless, and you knew that. You wouldn’t be able to choose. You loved Chad, and over the course of your blossoming relationship with Ethan, you felt yourself beginning to fall in love with him too. You couldn’t choose because you loved them both. You didn’t have a favorite, or a preference. You wanted them both. But realistically, that wasn’t going to be possible.

You felt yourself finally beginning to drift off to the blissful relief of sleep, when a loud knocking at your front door jolted you awake. Groaning, you forced yourself out of bed. It was probably just Anika, who somehow always forgot her keys. You trudged over to the door and pulled it open, preparing to poke fun at your roommate for her forgetfulness, when you saw Chad and Ethan standing outside your door.

“Oh, uhm. Hi?” you said, inwardly cringing at how awkward you sounded.

“Can we come in? We need to talk to you,” Chad said, Ethan nodding in agreement.

You felt your stomach twisting in knots as you nodded and moved aside to let them in. They were probably here to tell you that they both wanted to break it off with you. That you were selfish and disgusting, and that they wanted to move on and find someone better than you. But when you looked back up at their faces, neither of them seemed upset. In fact, they almost seemed… giddy? That was the only word you could think of to describe it. And that just confused you even more.

They walked inside, and you shut the door behind them. Chad walked into your open bedroom, with Ethan following right behind him. You went in after them, sitting down on your bed, feeling a slight bit confused as they did the same.

“What’s going on?” you asked.

Taste on my tongue

I don't want to wash away the night before

In the heat, where you lay

I could stay right here and burn in it all day

“Do you still love me?” Chad asked, even though he already knew the answer.

You scrunched your eyebrows up in confusion, nodding anyway. “Of course I do. Did you really have to ask me that?”

“What about me?” Ethan asked, turning your attention towards him.

You nodded again, not quite following. “Uh, yeah. I do.”

Ethan smiled, and you felt your heart skip a beat at the sight. How had it taken you so long to realize how breathtakingly gorgeous he was?

“So, we have something to ask you,” Chad said.

“Which is?” you replied, feeling more confused as time went on. It didn’t seem like either of them were dumping you. So what was going on?

“Would you be interested in being with both of us? Like officially?” Chad asked.

Your eyes widened in shock. He wasn’t being serious, right? He looked so upset when he caught you with Ethan a few hours ago. Why was he suddenly in support of it?

“Are you serious? You would be okay with that?”

“Well, yeah,” Chad answered.

“It wouldn’t be like you just dating the both of us. It would be all three of us, together,” Ethan chimed in.

The puzzle pieces clicked in your head. Finally, you understood what was going on. Not only did they both want you, but they also wanted each other. That’s why Chad wasn’t angry when he saw you and Ethan together. That weird expression on his face finally made sense. He thought it was hot. You felt all your nerves disappear, and a smile grew on your face.

You turned to Chad. “You liar! I knew you had feelings for Ethan! You’re not as discreet as you think.”

Ethan laughed, a smile on his face. “Wait, you knew he liked me?”

“Are you kidding? That one time we all went to the beach, he almost choked on his smoothie when you took your shirt off!”

Chad smiled awkwardly, feeling slightly embarrassed by the current conversation. “Okay, okay. We don’t need to talk about all of that…”

“Oh, but I think we do,” you smiled mischievously.

Chad waved dismissively, trying to change the subject. “You still never gave us an answer. Do you-”

You cut him off, “Yes, obviously!”

Waking up beside you, I'm a loaded gun

I can't contain this anymore

I'm all yours, I've got no control, no control

“Oh my god!”

You groaned slightly, being stirred from your sleep by the sound of shouting coming from somewhere near your bedroom door. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, and your sight came into focus. Anika and Mindy were standing on the other side of your open door, wide eyed.

“My eyes!” Mindy shouted, her hands flying up to shield her face.

“Mindy, grow up,” Anika said, laughing softly at her girlfriend’s theatrics.

Why were they freaking out? What’s going on? Oh. That was why. Chad and Ethan were asleep on either side of you, all of your clothes scattered across your bedroom floor. The only thing protecting your decency was the comforter pulled over the three of you. But it wasn’t very hard to figure out what happened. Which judging by their reactions, Anika and Mindy already had.

“What’s all the yelling about?” Chad mumbled, slowly waking up.

He looked around, his eyes meeting Mindy, and he dove under the blanket instantly in a panic. You giggled as you watched Chad freak out, finding his panic to be quite hilarious.

“So, when did this happen?” Anika asked, a teasing smile on her face.

You shrugged, feeling quite awkward about being caught in this position. “Uh… last night?”

“Is it safe to look now?” Mindy asked, her hands still over her eyes.

“Chad’s hiding under the blanket if that’s what you’re worried about,” you replied, pulling the blanket tighter around you.

Slowly, Mindy lowered her hands, feeling less nauseated once Chad was out of view. “I know you and my brother are together, but I never want to have to deal with that image ever again.”

“Wait, so was this like a hookup, or…?” Anika asked, still very invested in this whole situation.

“No. We’re together. Like, all of us,” you replied, smiling awkwardly.

“Can we please finish this conversation after we have our clothes back on?” Chad asked, his voice muffled by the blanket over his head.

Powerless, and I don't care it's obvious

I just can't get enough of you

The pedal's down, my eyes are closed, no control

You, Chad, and Ethan have been together for almost a month now. Everything was perfect. It was everything you had ever dreamed of and more. You had two boyfriends, who you loved unconditionally, and who felt the same about you. Sure, there were still some issues, but every relationship has them. But getting to be with both of them was worth any problem that came your way.

Soon, Anika moved out of your shared apartment to live with Mindy, and your boyfriends moved in. It took a while to get your living situation sorted out, but soon it felt perfect. Everything was so domestic. You had never felt happier, and Chad and Ethan felt the same way. Having two boyfriends just made your life more exciting. You couldn’t even begin to describe all of the feelings this relationship gave you. And your sex life got a hell of a lot more exciting too.

Lost my senses, I'm defenseless

Her perfume's holding me ransom

Sweet and sour, heart devoured

Lying here, I count the hours

“What is it? What do you want, baby?” you asked Ethan, gripping his jaw tightly to keep his eyes trained on you.

Ethan whined and reached out towards you, only for Chad to slap his hand away.

“Use your words baby. How are we supposed to give you what you want if you don’t tell us?” Chad said, his tone condescending.

“I- I want you to touch me. Please, touch me,” Ethan begged, desperation in his voice.

“What do you think Chad? Has he been good enough?”

“I think so baby. He’s always such a good boy for us. Isn’t that right, Ethan?”

Ethan nodded eagerly, or nodded as best as he could, your hand still gripping his jaw tightly.

“Alright then. How do you want us to touch you baby…?” you let go of Ethan’s jaw, your hand sliding down his bare chest instead.

“I- I don’t care. However you want. Just touch me please,” Ethan whimpered, sounding even more desperate for anything you and Chad decided to give him.

You lightly pushed on Ethan’s shoulders, making him lie down on your bed. You moved to straddle his boxer-clad waist, eliciting a soft moan from Ethan at the small bit of friction. You were dressed in nothing but your bra and panties, a lilac set that Ethan gifted you. The sight of you in it always made his head spin.

Chad kneeled beside you, resting back on his heels. He palmed himself through his boxers, sighing in relief at the feeling. You looked over at Chad, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?”

Chad sighed, “No.”

“You know you’re not allowed to unless I give you permission.”

“I- I know,” he said, looking a bit upset at having been caught.

Waking up, beside you I'm a loaded gun

I can't contain this anymore

I'm all yours, I've got no control, no control

You went to say something else, when Ethan flipped you over, straddling your hips and keeping you pinned to the bed. Chad raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything. He shifted closer to the two of you, intrigued by the change in the situation.

“Whatcha doing baby?” you asked, looking up at Ethan, seeming completely unfazed. Almost as if you had expected this.

Ethan smiled down at you. “You were taking too long. Need you too bad to wait. I think Chad can agree with me on that.”

“Oh, definitely,” Chad said, moving to kneel by your head.

“So what’re you gonna do about it?” you taunted, knowing full well what they intended to do.

“We’re just gonna take what we want,” Ethan said, leaning down to kiss you.

You kissed him back, your hands getting tangled in his hair. You tugged lightly, causing him to whimper. You smirked against his lips, before biting down on his bottom lip. Just hard enough to hurt, without causing any damage. Chad whined slightly, causing you and Ethan to let out a laugh at his neediness.

“Aww, you want some attention too baby?” you asked, sitting up slightly, pulling Chad into a kiss.

He kissed you hungrily, seeming utterly desperate for your touch. You felt Chad being pulled off of you, and you were confused for a moment, until you saw Ethan pull Chad in to meet his lips. You grinned up at the sight, watching your boyfriends make out above you. You could never get over how hot they were, especially when they were together.

Powerless, and I don't care it's obvious

I just can't get enough of you

The pedal's down, my eyes are closed, no control

“Fuck! Just like that baby. You’re doing so good,” Ethan said as he pounded into you mercilessly.

You moaned and babbled unintelligibly, your ability to form words long gone from the immense pleasure you were feeling. Ethan had your legs up over his shoulders, his thumb working intently on your clit, as he pistoned in and out of your dripping heat. Chad kneeled above you, jerking himself off above your face, his precum dripping down to coat your lips.

You were a mess, falling apart at their hands. You reached out to Chad, pushing his hand away and replacing it with your own. He let out a strangled moan, his hips bucking forward into your touch.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking good at that,” Chad said, breathless and dizzy with pleasure.

“They’re absolute heaven,” Ethan added, his hips stuttering as he spilled his load into the condom.

You whined at the feeling, speeding up your hand on Chad’s throbbing cock. Ethan sped up his movements on your clit, throwing you over the edge as you came with a cry. Chad followed soon after, his cum painting your face. You let your hand fall, utterly exhausted and out of breath.

Ethan pulled out, causing you to wince slightly from the sensitivity. He pulled the condom off and tied it, tossing it in the trash can. You were still out of it, mind floating in a state of pure bliss. Chad smiled down at you, in awe of your beauty. Ethan returned before you even realized he had left, a warm cloth in his hand which he used to clean you off.

You felt yourself slowly come back to reality when you felt yourself being tucked into bed between your boyfriends, new sheets on the bed, and a comfy pair of pajamas on your body.

No control

You rolled over to face Ethan, an annoyed (but not really) smile on your face. “You asshole! I was supposed to be in charge tonight!”

You shoved his shoulder playfully, trying to appear angry. But he could see right through you. He simply smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Sorry baby. You just looked so good I couldn’t resist. You’ll be in charge next time, I promise. Absolutely no overthrowing.”

He laughed softly at the pout on your face. You both knew you weren’t really upset, with the way he had just made you feel that would be impossible. Still, you felt like keeping up this act for a little longer. You flipped over to face Chad.

“And you! You just went along with it! What, do I just not get any respect around here?”

Chad smiled, kissing your cheek. “Oh come on. You were practically asking for it. You know how impatient Ethan gets. He can only take so much of your teasing before he snaps and flips you over.”

You rolled your eyes, but smiled nonetheless. You turned to lay on your back, Chad and Ethan cuddling up to you. You were always the big spoon, even when you weren’t in charge during your little excursions. You held them close, the warm blanket enveloping the three of you. You smiled to yourself, overwhelmed with happiness and love for your boyfriends. Slowly, you drifted off to sleep, excited to wake up and start the next day with the loves of your life.

Powerless, and I don't care it's obvious

I just can't get enough of you

The pedal's down, my eyes are closed, no control

tags: @wenvierismycomfort @hyeyulove @afro-hispwriter

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simpfr · 11 months

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Im so sorry if this is uploaded late or if it isn’t good enough I’ve been having the most gut wrenching headaches because of my anemia and i also have exams so i can’t be on my phone very often.

Tags: @mikeikax @bucky-barnes-supremacy @ken-zah @datweirdperson765 @pulling-out-my-eyes @yunonaneko @queenofsimpsblog @a10vely-yutazen @clayyfan @cantdothis-nomore @lieutenantlashfaz

Lieutenant why is ur user so long 😭

I wish you knew.

Part 2.

His hair was so soft to the touch, it felt like you were running your hand through a billow of clouds that wrapped themselves around your arm as an ethereal feeling was sent throughout your body.

If there was a chance you could steal his hair and use it as your mattress and pillows you would've done it in the blink of an eye...

"Can you turn around so I can how it looks on you?" you asked and he nodded, turning around while avoiding eye contact with you, because...well, in a situation like this you would usually do something devious.

But, this time around you didn't and he looked so adorable. His hair was tied back down into to a loose low ponytail with there still being some hair at the front to not leave his forehead bare as it was his signature style while you added a little heart clip to keep the short front hair from falling out.

The only reason he was doing this was to leave an impression on gayatri, who he recently asked on a date.

They weren't they dating but they became friends a month or two ago and pavitr wanted step it up a bit.

Though, he never said it was a date but instead "a hangout"

Sometimes, you really wanted to stab yourself in the mouth and rip your tongue out.

You were the one who suggested they became friends and you were the one who told him to ask her out at least once in awhile to make her "grow or feel a connection"

Why? you weren't even sure yourself.

You knew she began growing feelings for him as well but instead of keeping them apart, you willingly made them get closer to one another.

who were you to deny his love life? He's been your best friend since the primary school days! you couldn't just snatch his chances of ever finding love out of pure spite.

But once again, ever since the whole 'hangout with gayatri' thing has been going on you've never really hangout or talk to each other as much as you used to.

The only time you would have a conversation would be on WhatsApp where you would text like two random people who just got each other's number.

You weren't sure if it was on purpose or not but you were still glad to be able to see him again, "actually, can you come with me this time?"

What?

"You mean third wheel? Yea, no thanks." as mean as it sounded, who in the right mind would want hear their longtime crush trying to get it on with their friend? Or anyone in that matter.

"I'm not talking about sitting with us! Just like, watch and be there with me for emotional support."

"Why now? you've went on date with her multiple times already haven't you? you didn't even ask me to go with you during your first time!" he sighed before placing his arms on your shoulders. Looking you right in the eye like he used to, but this time he wasn't looking for your reaction instead he wanted you to see his, to take what he had to say seriously.

Taking in a deep breath, he spoke,"I'm planning on confessing today."

....

Oh.

That sentence alone made your heart beat faster from anger as the walls of realization came crashing down on you.

you knew you should've said something.

you knew you should've made a move.

But you didn't, So you couldn't blame him right? It was his heart and he knew who he wanted it belong to.

You couldn't control his fate nor could you control yours, as in the story written by the one you were just meant to be someone who admired him as he admired someone else.

It took everything in you to not break down at that moment as you avoided making eye contact with him, "yea, I'll be there."

He smiled softly before placing a kiss on your forehead, a gesture he has done multiple times that always made you flustered but now you just felt dull.

"We'll be at the regular cafe, okay?" you nodded, waiting for him to leave you alone in his home once again but for a complete different reason.

He gave you one last look before finally living.

Fuck life.

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They talked and laughed, clearly enjoying their time together. But, for some reason his mind was still on you. He knew you were there watching, following his instructions from before but he wanted you near to him, he wanted to see you, to hear you, feel you, everything.

Was his feelings towards you really platonic? I mean, it's not weird to think of your friend as attractive and loveable right?

Should he leave? I mean whats the point on confessing if his mind was on someone else as well?

But he didn't just wanna leave early because of that..

"HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE!" A citizen yelled as a crowd of gut wrenching screams that slowly started to get louder was followed.

Everyone that was in the cafe began to scatter towards the door making it a struggle for anyone to get through.

Seems like fate decided to choose for him.

Remember how i said everyone went towards the front door? Well, it was everyone except gayatri.

She quickly got up and grabbed pavitr's hand, attempting to lead him towards the back door along with her, but he didn't budge.

"I'm going for y/n. You just get somewhere safe okay?" she looked at him with pure fear and concern in her eyes,"What? She was here?"

Oh right, she didn't know.

"She's smart, she would've left by now and so should we!" she said, trying to pull him again but failed miserably, "You really need to go, gayatri. I'll be fine." he said with his honey tone voice that completely swooed her.

She was hesitant but nodded and left anyway .

✰

He couldn't see you, he couldn't hear you or sense you anywhere no matter how hard he tried. Everything was fine, everything was resolved and everyone was saved.

Everyone except you.

It wasn't that dangerous of a villan and he was captured, so where were you?

He checked inside your apartment, you weren't there.

Maybe your parents house? No

Your friends houses? Still no.

You weren't answering your phone either, did something happen to you? Did one of the villains minion get to you? But why you? He never slipped up and went to your house in his uniform before. Did they somehow find out his identity? But that's not possible... Maybe It was his hair?...

Sighing on the rooftop of a random, he went towards your apartment one more time thinking that maybe there was a tiny chance you were there and boy was he glad he did.

You were there, not in your room but on the rooftop and just seeing you, alive and okay, lifted a huge weight off his shoulder.

he wasted absolutely no time to start swinging towards you as fast as he could, as if if he didn't capture in less than a minute you would disappear like sand in the wind, jumping and leeching onto you like a cat after his last swing.

"Wha–? Spiderman?"

your voice. He loved your voice so much but it sounded weak and fragile, were you crying?

"Spider man?" you asked again. He wanted to kiss you so bad, to make whatever it was that made you cry go away. Completely oblivious to the fact he was the reason.

Maybe his feelings towards you weren't platonic.

"I love him but I don't wanna."

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Part 3

He forget he spiderman while spidermaning

#scenarios #reader insert #pavitr x you #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr x reader #spider man: across the spider verse #light fluff #very fluffy #light angst

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gogotti · 1 year

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Welcome Home Michael - NSFW - AFAB Reader

I swear you will only catch me using Rz!Michael gifs cause this man is so fucking FINEEEE lmfao

Anyway, I posted this fic a while back, but Im reposting it cause I felt like it deserves the spotlight again, and also, it was posted wrong lmfao. WARNINGS - smut, kissing, he goes down on you, maskless but no description, mentions of blood; you get a little cut, happy ending!

You were up late, and as you stood against the kitchen counter scrolling through your phone you realized this wasn't normal. You sat silently in the kitchen of your home, waiting for your special guest to arrive. It seemed like he was running late. You knew better than to rush Michael Myers, but sometimes you wished that you could. Sometimes you wished you could just text him and let him know that you were gonna lock the door, the key would be hidden under some plant because you could not afford to keep replacing the door when he decided he wanted to break in.

You heard a shuffle outside, and suddenly the door flew open, lightly slamming against the wall that was behind it. You didn't bother moving, only looking over your shoulder at him as he closed the door behind himself, quickly locking it only because he knows that you prefer it. He doesn't understand why you care so much, if someone dared to break into your house he’d gladly kill them, but it made you happy so he did it.

He wasn't happy, that you could see clearly. He was covered in less gore than normal, which meant he didn't achieve his goal for the night and as a result, you had to deal with a murderously horny 27-year-old who can't express himself properly.

He trapped you against the counter and pulled your body closer to his, his hands enveloping your hips and his body completely engulfing yours, and you hummed at his warmth. “Welcome home Mikey.”

He didn't respond, but the way he pressed himself against you, grinding his hips into your behind, let you know that he was glad to be home. He slipped his left hand under your tank top, letting it settle on your stomach while the other hand moved upwards, cupping your breast in his hand. He didn't like the fact that you had a bra on, and in one swift movement, he broke it, tearing the material off of your body. You hummed, disappointed but didn't protest. You let him palm at your breast, eventually bringing his other hand up to do the same. He suddenly huffed, positioning himself properly and beginning to dry hump you, his sloppy and rough thrusts causing the handle on one of the lower cabinets to pinch into your skin in a way that stung.

You were used to him putting you in awkward positions, so you didn't bother trying to adjust yourself as that would mean fighting against him. Like this, growling as he grinds himself against you roughly and impatiently, fighting back against him would be stupid and it would have been a death wish in the early stages of your arrangement.

That's what it had started as; an arrangement formed through a simple bargain for your life. He had broken into your home for the first time that night and had caught you masturbating. He stood there, his big lumbering form standing in your doorway going completely unnoticed by you as you pleasured yourself. The only reason he didn't kill you right away was his curiosity, which you fed by opening your legs further once you noticed him and allowing him to see you entirely. He would come back the next day, while you were wrapped in a blanket hunched over your Pc and desperately trying to finish the last bit of work your boss dropped on top of you last minute. He stood in the doorway, after breaking down the door downstairs, and waited. He only watched you for a small amount of time because soon enough he was barreling toward you and grabbing you by the throat, lifting you, and carrying you to your bedroom. You got the message pretty fast, as he stood back in the doorway after tossing you on the bed, staring at you like he did that night. You seemed to move too slow for him as he growled at you, slapping his foot down on the wood of your floor as if you were some rodent and he wanted to shoo you away.

You had obeyed him, quicker this time, and positioned yourself on the bed, mimicking everything you had done, including the half an hour of edging you had done beforehand. He seemed to enjoy that, as he inched closer and closer to you with each denial until finally, he was hovering over you, watching as you finally came with a scream. A scream Michael hadn’t heard before, so it completely enamored him. He would become just as obsessed with hearing that noise from you as he was with killing. He wouldn't bother trying to make others make that noise because you knew exactly what he wanted when he showed up in your doorway, staring at you with his head tilted.

His hips finally studdered and his movement stopped, he had taken a liking to edging pretty quickly, but only rarely was he the one being edged. You would have to catch him tired, and probably covered in way more blood than you wanted on your bedsheets, to be able to edge him successfully. His grunts, groans, and *growls* were like a treat to you now, and you would drag out that moment until he threatened you with a look that you ignored, until he would painfully grab your ass if you didn't make him cum sooner rather than later.

He grabbed your sweatpants and pulled them down, and you sighed in relief as you realized that he wasn't in one of his clothes-ripping moods. He used his foot to push your feet together, keeping your legs stuck together in one spot, and positioned himself at your hole, sliding his cock between your lips a bit and brushing against your clit, causing you to let out the breath you didn't know you were holding. He kept doing that, knowing that he was slowly building up that feeling in your core, before sliding in and placing his hands on your hips. He wasn't in a patient mood as he immediately started thrusting roughly, the sound of his overalls slapping against your bare ass filled the kitchen. You were not prepared and a painful yelp ripped from your throat, causing Michael to fuck into you harder. He pushed you down against the counter, his powerful grip secured you down and you winced in pain at the angle he had you in.

Besides the pain, you felt good, so fucking good. The feeling of his cock roughly stretching you with each thrust and the stinging of the drag as he quickly pulled himself out of you, just to repeat the so painful but eye-rolling rhythm. You couldn't help but scream, struggling to find a purchase on the wall as you desperately tried to fuck back into him. He noticed immediately, pushing you further into the counter, fucking you hard, and causing the edge to slowly but surely rip into your skin, adding an extra layer of pain into the mix. You hissed when the pain finally caught up to your senses, but you knew you couldn't do anything. You cried out as he pushed you against the counter harder, your body painfully squished in between and he was cumming, grunting like a wild animal and thrusting sloppily. You couldn't help but find a sick pleasure in that pain, and each thrust that drove the edge of the cabinet into you caused a small spark of pleasure to make its way to your core like electricity. After a while, he began quickly driving into you, and you knew he was riding that high of overstimulation, his thrusts were rough and very sloppy, but they drove you to the edge of orgasming. You struggled but you managed to grab him and he turned you, at an uncomfortable angle, so that you could look at him. He didn't stop thrusting, and through rough movement, you were able to get out a loud, pitiful whine and a “Gonna cum… Please Mikey, God, I'm gonna cum…”, to spill from your mouth.

You clenched hard around his cock, Michael’s, and your cum spilled down your legs and pooled in your sweatpants. He didn't stop as you came, and you couldn't help but wail at the feeling, his cock roughly pistoning in and out until he was cumming deep in you again, and you felt the thick load get pushed out of you with his slowing movements that eventually came to a halt. You both were breathing heavily, and now it was time for a rarely-seen part of Michael to worm its way out of the gruff man.

He gently pulled out of you, making sure to watch the cum spill out of you before standing you up and resting you against the counter facing him. You don't know when he took off the mask but you were glad that he did, because after staring at you for a while he leaned in and kissed you. Michael Myers is not a very touchy-feely man, but every once in a while he’ll come home, fuck your brains out and then cuddle with you afterward. You know it's the way he shows affection when he can actually figure out *how* to show it, it's how he shows you how he’s grateful he gets an actual meal now, and how he's grateful he gets to release his frustrations into you. He grabbed onto your neck to bring you chest to chest with him as you two kissed but relaxing your body as he supported you wasn't the best idea. The pain settled in and you hissed. Michael let you go, gently moving you away so that you could lift your shirt and show him the bleeding wound on your stomach.

He lowered himself to the wound and licked it clean, licking up the blood that spilled from the wound and trailed downwards. He pulled your sweatpants down further and opened your legs, cleaning the cum that had spilled out of you and down your thighs, he continued upwards until, suddenly, his lips latched onto your clit. You yelped, grabbing onto his head and lightly pushing him away.

“Michael! Michael, wait! I can’t…”

He obviously didn't listen and continued, his tongue roughly flicking at your clit and occasionally dipping into your hole to taste you and roughly tongue fuck you a bit until you were shaking and whimpering, begging him to stop yet in the same breath begging him to keep going. You curled your body around Michael as you came and you heard the obscene slurping noises Michael was making as you came on his face.

Out of the high-pitched moans and your squirms, it took a loud, “MICHAEL!” to get him to stop. He pulled away, watching you struggle to catch your breath from his position on his knees. You breathed deeply, placing your hand on his wet and cum covered cheek and smiling at him. He huffed, rolling his eyes and standing but reaching over to kiss you on the forehead while he tucked himself away.

You laughed as he picked you up and took you upstairs, dropping you off in your bedroom and leaving for the guest bedroom to clean. You limped off to the bathroom and sat on the toilet as you started the bath. You knew Michael would be back, so you set up a bath for the two of you, lighting some candles that you enjoyed but knew Michael would end up snuffing out because they reminded him of Smiths Grove. You settled in the bath, the warm water soothing your sore muscles instantly. You could hear Michael make his way into the bathroom, so you moved up a bit, waiting for him to settle in and grab your hips, adjusting you so that he was comfortable.

You rested your head against him, causing him to groan lightly, annoyed. You smile and closed your eyes, ignoring his little attitude as he wraps his arms around you, resting his head against the wall. You wouldn’t have guessed you'd be taking a bath with a murderer, especially Michael Myers, but here you were, comfortably leaning against him and relaxing in the hot water of the bath.

#michael myers x reader #michael myers #rz michael myers #slashers x y/n #x y/n #x reader #slashers x reader #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x you #rob zombie michael myers

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aroseformyself · 10 months

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Request:

MC meets Rook for the first time and the two just click, Rook even calls them his soulmate. As charged and romantic as their first meeting was MC requests that they take things slow and get to know one another rather than jumping into a relationship. Rook agrees to their terms and the two part for their respective dorms.

Unfortunately the two are left with a little problem: unbridled horniness. The cold shower isn't doing Rook any favors and he ends up moaning MC's name in the pillow, humping the mattress desperate to get himself off. Poor MC is in a similar predicament and is thankful that they were the sole human resident of Ramshackle. (AFAB reader please)

im a slave 4 you

rook steps into his cold shower, his breath hitching as the cold water envelops his entire body.

his tense shoulders slowly relaxing unfer the pressure of the water hitting his back.

his closed eyes shutting tightly as he imagines. he only had the chance to meet you once. but something about you was addicting.

perhaps the way you would push your hair back to keep it from falling in front of your eyes as you look at something. or the way you feel compelled to nod along as someones talking, it’s so adorable. you really think you look interested?

rook can tell, it’s all one big phony attitude. he could watch you moaning into your pillow forever. but alas, you made a request.

you shift under his gaze, his almost-robotic smile throwing you off. your hands tighten around his mouth, keeping him from coming any closer. you can feel his grip falter for a second on your body. his tilted head signals he’s confused.

you clicked so perfectly at the start, he was way to confused as to why you would block his kiss. he promised it would be nothing else.

even if it meant he would have to go home and jack off, just for you since it made you so uncomfortable.

you shake your head, your face heating up, “uhm i mean i want to take it slow.” ohhh~ how adorable of you. you want to take things slow with him? even though he wanted to go faster than you, relationships are all about compromises to fit both persons needs.

if you wish, things can be taken slow. rook is in no rush to get to fourth base in such a hurry. however…

it would help his new predicament.

rook hunt. the person not faltered by anything, has crumbled behind the walls of his room.

desperately rubbing himself upon his pillow while wearing an oversized shirt you barely wore.

he convinced himself you wouldnt miss it if he took it, you’ve never mentioned liking it or anything like that. and besides what kind of favorite shirt is thrown into a pile at the back of your closet?

he fastens his thrusts and chases his high, moving the shirt down and cumming all over it.

rook sighs as he pants, calming himself down, off to clean off his seed with a towel. the shower won’t do him any good anyways.

rook could have never imagined—

—that you were just as bad as him.

you lie on your bed, moving your fingers in and out as quick as you can while shoving your face into your pillow and imagining it’s rook.

you think of him, his arms that weren’t particulsrly muscular but strong nontheless. the same that hugged you tightly, while his warm lips kissed your face all over and left kiss marks on your face. the same that you felt even after he stopped, a faint warmth in the areas he kissed. his lip gloss leaving sparkles on your face. you couldn’t help but smile dumbly as he did so.

you feel a band in your lower stomach form, and as the time passes it tighten, finally snapping as your eyes tears up.

“r-rook..” you mumble, your fluids coat your own fingers and you pant, face in your pillow as you attempt to sit up.

your let out a breathy sigh, thinking about how rook would go about this.

you bring your covered fingers up to your face, “he’s a freak so he would probably lick it off?” you question to yourself.

you bring your finger to your mouth before coutning to three, taking your fingers into your mouth.

your face scrunches up, you’ve never thought to do this before, “sour.” you say, but drink all of it.

you lay your head back down.

you could have never imagined, you were just as bad as him.

#aroseformyself #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland smut #rook hunt x reader #twst rook #rook smut #smut

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07-bilin · 10 months

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forced to mingle

₊˚ପ⊹ summary: reader asks miguel to accompany her to a bar where they have a few drinks

₊˚ପ⊹ relationship: miguel x fem!reader

₊˚ପ⊹ warnings: miguel is a little mean? spanish-dict spanish

₊˚ପ⊹ wc: 1.2k

tapping away at his keys, miguel's eyes were glued to his monitors. he can't quite remember how long he had been at the office but it must have been a period as his office space showed cups of coffee sprawled everywhere with takeaway food at the foot of his seat given by a certain someone.

"whos there?" he snarled as his ears picked up on a person entering his premises.

"whoops, you caught me again!" you exclaimed as you gingerly walked closer to the center of his office.

"wonder how you always know im here--" you trail as you look at the mess that's accumulated while you've been out sick for a few days.

he grunts as he continues typing away on his keyboard every now and then scribbling a couple of notes along the way.

you sit there quietly for a few minutes by his side before boredom overtakes you and you pop the question you've been waiting to ask since you've returned to work.

"wanna go to the bar? might help you cool down and take a break," you question as you glance at some of the papers near you.

miguel stops whatever he's doing for a brief moment and questions you.

"and why would i do that?"

you give him a light chuckle before replying.

"c'mon, don't you wanna live a little, for all i know, im your only friend!"

miguel chokes a little hearing your reply.

"since when were we, friends?"

"since joining alchemex! you know we are the only ones who are similar in age, everyone else are a bunch of oldies."

you scoff as you get ready to leave as you realize the curly-haired man wasn't going to budge.

miguel observes you for a second as he thinks about what you said. you two were the youngest at alchemex. although he could care less for his peers as he joined at a young age, he forgot that there were still other people out there who wished to become all buddy-buddy with their coworkers.

just as you were about to exit the isolated office, you hear a loud sigh followed by a string of curses in spanish.

"okay, but only this once, and you're paying for the drinks."

you swing around to face the voice and beam at him.

"knew you couldn't resist a good drink after work! im cool with covering the cost, meet you in the lobby!"

miguel watches your frame as it skips out the doors and he places a hand on his face realizing what his words just caused.

"ay, dios mío"

the two of you end up going to a bar nearby the head-quarters of alchemex and settle down, for all miguel knew, this was going to be a long night.

after getting the first round of your drinks, the tension in the air lowers as the two of you sit quietly in the corner.

you swirl your drink as you hold it in your hands and peer at the man next to you who seemed to have barely touched his glass.

"not much of a drinker?"

he frowns as he nods his head and then sticks his hand into the basket of fries, opting to munch on those rather than sipping on the drink he had ordered.

you chuckle as you stare at his appearance in front of you. you had really done it now, you finally got the man you've had a massive crush on to come out with you and all the two of you are doing is just sitting there doing nothing.

miguel sighs as he looks at the time, he really shouldn't be out doing this as the head of human genetics but here he was, dragged along to your antics and for whatever reason he agreed as soon as he heard your reasoning, it gave him a fuzzy feeling hearing you call him your friend.

"i should go"

not wanting for this moment to end you hold onto his arm and pulled him down which was surprisingly harder than you expected and declared.

"not before we get drunk tonight!"

in the end, the only one who got drunk was you, miguel groaned as he held your body tight to his as he swang from building to building in search of your apartment that you had drunkenly given directions to.

eventually, he finds it and opens the window to your apartment and sets you down on the, couch and goes to fill a glass of water for you.

when he comes back he sees you've sat up, but your face looks a little weird, almost like you were going to throw up on him.

"no puedo mas, no puedo mas, no puedo mas."

just like it couldn't get any worse, miguel was there in your apartment, cleaning up your puke that had splattered everywhere on the floor to his suit.

after the mess, he leaned down to where you lay looking much better than before, and watched you quietly as you squirmed around in your slumber.

just as he was leaving, he felt a small tug at his sleeve and a faint whisper.

"thank you mig-- always knew you were a huge softie underneath that mean-looking demeanor, you always have a way of tugging at my heartstrings."

miguel's eyes fix on your figure once more, mouth agape as things began to click. he didn't have many friends but one thing for sure is that he knew that your friendly behavior was not just you being friendly. but the favors you had done never had any ill intentions therefore he never questioned them.

all the times you came by and gave him food to make sure he didn't starve-- even as going as far as to give him empanadas from his favorite restaurant that he absentmindedly said in the middle of a haze.

that wasn't the weirdest part about the situation though, he didn't find it bizarre that you felt this way, in fact, he felt a sense of relief, almost like he felt the same.

he groaned as his mind was all over the place and as he was sinking further into his thoughts he was reminded of where he was by the sudden sounds you made.

he was still a little shaken up but he felt his mouth curve up before he exited your home through the window.

you woke up aching everywhere as you flip around until you eventually find your phone.

you examine your notifications to see one in particular that catches your eye.

"miguel o'hara.."

you whisper as you slide open the message that had been sent at the crack of dawn.

*hope you slept well, you were right about the whole decompressing thing, i liked it a lot, so how about going to a cafe to talk this time, for real, it's a date.*

you had to have reread the message over ten times before the memories flooded back into your mind of your drunkard form the night prior.

you screamed into your pillow, feeling the heat catch up to your face as the only thing that filled your mind was how embarrassed you were.

on the other hand, miguel checked his phone as soon as he heard the chime go off and chuckled as he saw your reply, it was a cute emoticon.

"looks like someone is in love"

"cállate lyla."

₊˚ପ⊹ a/n: so sorry if this was dragged out, i had no idea what to do after the bar part so it may seem a little ooc for miguel the farther it goes.

#ੈ✩‧₊˚ lin's work #spiderman atsv #atsv miguel o’hara #atsv miguel #atsv fluff #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara fluff #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara x y/n #spiderman 2099 #miguel o'hara x fem!reader #miguel o'hara fluff #oscar isaac #oscar isaac characters #miguel spiderverse #miguel spiderman

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dreamofjoys · 2 years

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Lilia asking Malleus and Y/N for more grandkids. They already have like two kids and he be like “Please give me more grandkids you two! I need more to spoil!🥰”

there’s two ending for this scenario

fem reader ahead!

Scenario 1

malleus is okay with the idea of having another child. he thinks that the bigger the family, the better it is! imagine a small version of malleus running around the castle, pulling on the hem or your skirt and begs you to play with him! malleus would also absolutely pamper his own daughter. and if they look like you? is a win win for him.

of course, he would only agree to lilia’s request if you are okay with it. after all, you are the one carrying the baby for 9 months. he knows that carrying a child is not easy (he has seen you crying day and night, being unable to walk after birthing the baby, having frequent muscle aches and mood swings)

lilia’s request is tempting. you and malleus knows how much he spoils your kids. occasionally giving them candies, even bringing them out of the castle to go for a walk.

all we need is your consent, y/n. just say yes and malleus happily obliged to put his seed in you. a new baby room will be set up, and the nanny shall be lilia once again.

Scenario 2

you and malleus look at each other, nervously chuckling. another baby? not that you mind, but you were getting a little tired after birthing your second child. you wish to wait for a few more years before getting yourself ready to birth another royal.

lilia could do nothing but only pout. seeing as to how desperate lilia is, you gestured malleus to come closer and whispered to his ear.

“hey, silver is still single, right? why not match him up with someone? i bet lilia would absolutely be even more happy if the child belongs to silver.”

malleus smirks. “my wife always come up with such a wonderful idea, im so bless to be married to you.”

the next day, you and malleus summoned silver to your private quarters, asking him if he is currently seeing/interested in anyone, or what’s his type.

silver was confused at his master’s question, but nonetheless answered no. “i am not seeing anyone. i am not interested in anyone either. i don’t plan to get married or fall in love. i want to dedicate the rest of my life to serve you, malleus and father. i want to make father happy and proud.”

damn. both you and malleus thought while looking at each other. it’s gonna take awhile to witness silver getting married and having a child.

now, whose gonna tell dear silver that his father will only be truly happy and proud when silver gives him a grandchild?

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #imagines #y/n #diasomnia #lilia vanrouge #dreamofjoystwst #twst silver #silver #twst malleus draconia #twst malleus #dreamofjoysdrabbles

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lonely-layla · 4 months

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Amazing experience

Budo Masuta x fem!chubby!reader

Not proof read so if you see errors use ur brain

You made it to the martial arts club, You’re not sure who you’re looking for but from the flier it was someone named Budo. You take a deep breath and fix my skirt as you open the door to 5 people training.

“Welcome to the Martial Arts Club! What brings you here?” A man, around 5’8 with black hair approaches you. “Uhm hi. Imr looking for someone named…” you look at paper double checking the name on the flier. “Budo Masuta?” You hear a chuckled come from the black haired guy in front of you. “Well, that would be me. And you are?” He looks at you waiting for your response. “Y/n” you respond nearvously. “It's nice to meet you, y/n. And I assume you wish to join the Martial Arts Club?” He asks you with a standard enthusiastic tone he always has.

“Y-yeah” you stutter in response. “Excellent! I always welcome more members to our club. Do you have any experience in martial arts, or would you be a complete beginner?” You pause for a moment before answering “no…im a beginner”. “Don't worry, we'll start you off slowly. That should give you a good foundation to work with, and then you can always advance as you improve your skills!” He smile at you. It makes you feel warm inside, how a complete stranger is being nicer to you than anyone in the whole school has. You begin your classes with Budo until the bell rings for class.

You walk to your class when you see and you and Budo are both in class 3-2. As you sit down in class, you see that Budo is already seated next to you. He glances in your direction and smiles, then turns back to the front of the class.

“The first 6 digits of pie are 3.14159” you say answering the question. “Correct y/n” the teacher congratulates you. “It seems you know a lot about pie don’t you, fatty” Musume comments from the back of the class, giggling as some of the people in the class also laugh a little.

Budo glances over at you and notices you’re much less confident than you were before. He shoots a dangerous glare at Musume. She immediately shuts up and faces forward, visibly shaken.

Class bell rings again and everyone leaves to lunch. You pack up your stuff but Musume had stayed. You notice the rest of her friends walking into the classroom. *what the hell are they gonna do now?* you think to yourself.

Just as you ask that, you turn around and is faced with a little pig that got thrown at your face. You don’t even worry about yourself you worry if the little pig is alright as it squeals and runs away. “OMG Y/n! It’s your twin ahahaha” Hanna yells and they all laugh and walk away. You burst out into tears and run to the zen garden.

Once you arrive at the garden to calm down you take a seat at one of the benches. You hear footsteps come up behind you, and you can sense someone approaching you from behind as your breathing slows down. *Oh no, it’s probably them again. Please stop, don’t come any closer* you think, you brace for an impact but you feel a soft hand on my arm.

Budo is standing behind you. He looks worried when he sees your wet cheeks and red eyes from crying. You feel his hand squeeze gently. “Hey...are you alright?” He asks you with a worried expression on his face. It was embarrassing for you, for him to see you like this. You didn’t know how to respond, so you turn away and curl into a ball and continue sobbing.

He kneels down and rests on the ground beside you. He pulls you close to him and gently pats your back as he tries to comfort you. “Shhh, everything will be okay. I know it's tough right now, but just try to hold on and let your emotions flow naturally. I promise it gets better” . Those comforting words proved to you that he wasn’t here to judge you.

“Why do I have to look like this?” You ask softly, trying to hide your body. “Why do so many people find time out of their day to tell me what’s wrong with me?” You sigh out of exhaustion. Budo gives you a reassuring gaze as he continues to hug you.

“I don't think there's anything wrong with how you look. Yes, you may have a few extra pounds on you, but that just makes you more beautiful in my eyes. There's nothing wrong with having a little bit of extra curve, it just shows that you have a healthy amount of energy and nutrients. Musume and her friends are just jealous of your natural beauty.” He comforts you rubbings circles into your shoulder.

The bell rings to go back to class as I stand up and just him as tight as I can. Thinking about how no one had ever said that to me before. “Thank you” I say feeling more tears fall. Budo smiles warmly, angles your face to face his and gently wipes away your tears with his thumbs. “It's no problem at all, really. Just try to keep your eyes dry. I'd hate for your pretty face to be stained with tears” he giggles as he smiles at you.

This was the moment you realized you were in love with him. The man that actually care about you unlike anyone else. We both walk back to class together and I sit down, instinctively putting my bag on my lap hiding my stomach. Budo noticed this subtle act and notes it.

As the day comes to a close and you make your way to the gate, you hear footsteps approach you and you sense someone approaching you. “Hey y/n, I just wanted to ask you about one of the math problems from class today. I didn’t really understand it” Budo speaks to you, obviously trying to make an excuse to walk you home, but you don’t mind. He walks beside you discussing the problem bruh you reach your home.

You feel his hand fall to the small of your back as you two walk together, this brings butterflies to your stomach. Budo glances down as you walk up your driveway. The sight of you fills him with so much emotion. The way your soft cheeks glisten in the sunlight, the gentle sway of your hips as you walk, the way your cute little Akademi uniform clings your tummy, everything is just perfect. He waves goodbye to you as he walks to his own home.

That night you thought of making Budo a fresh batch of cookies as a gratitude gift. The next day, you walk into school and spot Budo walking in with the rest of the martial arts club. “Hey Budo!” I say waking over to him.

Before he could say good morning back I speak “thank you for protecting me yesterday. I-I brought you some fresh baked cookies. You don’t have to eat them if you don’t want but I just wanted to do something ni-“ your rambling is interrupted by Budo putting his hand on your shoulder. “Thank you for the cookies, but you don't have to buy me anything. I'm just doing my part as the Martial Arts Club leader. And I was only being a gentleman by accompanying you home; it's something that I'd do for anyone” Budo states as he continues to walk into the school.

“id do that for anyone”, those words ran in your head all day. Was what he said and did back in the garden, just because he felt bad for me? Did he not actually like me the same way I liked him? Was all of his actions just him being friendly? There was so thoughts in my mind.

Today, you decide to keep your distance from Budo so that you can clear your head and make some sense of your feelings. Budo noticed that you were avoiding him,but he didn't make an effort of contacting you. He just thought that you didn’t want to talk to him because of this morning. As you sit alone, you're filled with mixed emotions, excitement, frustration, uncertainty.

Your school day concludes and you walk to the gate like you always do. Still compressing the thoughts, but then you hear footsteps behind you. You can tell it’s Budo, because… well who else would it be. But his footsteps sound fast.

You turn around to feel his lips crash into yours with a passionate kiss. It sends a jolt of butterflies through your body as you melt into Budo's embrace. His hands caress the side of your face as he kisses you. It's like all your negative feelings are being erased, leaving only pure, blissful happiness.

You break the kiss as you look at him, this kiss lingers on your lips, almost tasting the sweetness from where his lips touched yours. “I've wanted to do that for so long... You're so beautiful.” He states, tilting his head a bit smiling at you.

Why now? Why all of a sudden? He was so distant a couple hours ago, why does he think this is the right time? You look away from is gaze with a concerned look. You can’t understand why all of a sudden he’s showing you affections after being distant all day.

He noticed this body language and takes a step back. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I should have asked before I did something like tha-”

“nonono! You didn’t! I- I just didn’t think you liked me the way I liked you” you meekly say adverting his gaze. He smiles and exhales as he moves closer, “Oh, honey... I've always thought you were so cute. You don't think I kept following you around because I hate you, do you? I thought you would have put two and two together by now, but I'm guessing you didn't pick up on those hints” he awkwardly smiles.

You make eye contact again but slowly look someplace else. “I just didn’t think someone like you could like someone…like me. The whole reason why I join your club is because Musume and her friends told me to lose some weight” Budo's expression widened hearing your wirds.

*flashback to before you met Budo*

“Ahaha y/n! Don’t you think you should lost some weight you fat pig” Hanna Daidaiyama comments walking by you. “Don’t you think you need to re-dye your roots bitch?!” You angrily snap back at her. She frantically looks around as she walks towards you and pushes you to the ground. “Yeah, but unlike you, I know how to fight” she says as she walks away.

You stand up and amidst yourself off, walking to the stairs of the first floor you see a post o Brie wall “Martial Arts Club! Come show off your self defense skills and learn new ones!” Those seems like exactly what you need. You rip the poster off the wall and go straight to the class

*back to present time*

Budo pulls you into a hug. “Don't let anyone tell you any different: you are beautiful. Those bullies were just jealous of your beauty, and they took it out on you just because they had some personal problems to deal with. I know you've gone through a lot, but I swear to you that everything is going to change. From here on out, none of that bullshit is going to happen again.”

You feel tears fill your eyes to this. You finally found someone who loves you for you, who doenst want to change you. “T-thank you Budo” you sob out.

He smiles as he wipes away your tears with his thumb “Oh, my sweet little angel~” He kisses you on the forehead and wipes a few more tears before gently placing his hand on your cheek. “I'm so happy that you're mine now” he tells you warmly as the smile grows wider and brighter than ever as he stares into your eyes.

You both walk home together and this time, when you get to your doorstep, you invite him into you house. Since your parents are out on a business trip it was just you and your dog “do you want to come inside?” You asks gesturing at the door. Budo face lights up as he nods ands walks inside. He follows you inside the hallway. He pets your dog softly, then smiles warmly as he turns to look at the inside of the house.

You both get to your room as you walk to the closet to change. YIY close the door and walk out in a hoodie and some shorts. Budo couldn’t stop staring at you as you sit on the bed. “Do you wanna watch a movie?” You ask him with a light blush on your cheeks, he smiles and agrees.

Budo curls around you tightly as he rests his head against your chest. Your soft, warm body is incredibly comforting, and he feels completely at peace. He wraps his arms carefully around you, and pulls you into a tight hug. He kisses your forehead.

“I guess listening to Musume actually did do something good for once hmm~” you exhale softly as you adjust your position to be more comfortable. Budo laughs at your comment and gently strokes your hair as he rests his head on your chest. “I guess that’s one thing to thank her for. I couldn’t be happier than I am right now”

You shifted your weight so your on my side, letting out a soft groan to the movement. Budo picked up on the slight noise and it sends shivers down his spine. He begins to caress your body more intimately, stroking your hair and running his hands along your side. His touch feels heavenly, and you could almost feel the heat coming from his palms.

You turn again to face him and lean in to a kiss. Budo wraps his arms around your waist, returning the kiss. Holding you tightly against him as he kisses back with all the passion in world. He then movers you up onto his lap in a quick movement.

You are surprised at his strength as no one else was able to move you like that before. His lips are warm and tender, and they feel like heaven as they make contact with your own. You feel your body heat up with excitement, and your mind becomes clouded with pure ecstasy.

Your hips begin to unconsciously start rocking on his groin, making his breath hitch. His hands start to roam your body going from your thick thighs and ending on your lump ass.

As you continue to ride him he throws his head back “Mmm~” he melts a deep moan escape his lips as his hands grip your ass tighter, urging you on.

He begins to take off your shirt when you put your hand over his go stop him “Budo are you sure about this?” You ask letting my insecurities get the better of you. “I-I just don’t want you to be… disappointed” I look down in shame. His hands go to my chip and it leads me to connect with his lips once more. “I love you and your body, there’s nothing about you that will disappoint me” I gives you a smile.

Grabs your wrist firmly, pulling your hand away from his “You are beautiful the way you are and II’ve every inch of you. You're perfect exactly as you are.” He reassures you as he continues to undress you.

His hands start to move your pants down to expose your stomach. He pecks kisses all over your body. Once your bottom parts are exposed, he kisses you deeper, his hand gently caressing your bare thigh, moving closer to your already wet pussy “You are so beautiful” his eyes hold yours as his hand moves further up your thigh, making you shiver from anticipation and desire.

He inserts two digits inside of you. “Oh my, looks like you wanted this as much as I did~” he says getting more hard by the minute as he pumps two digits in and out of you. You take his pants off as you start pumping his already hard cock in your chubby palm. “Ahh~ damn you good” his laugh turned into a moan as he continued to pump into you, now adding a third digit and hitting deeper.

Budo groans loudly "Fuck~, I can't take this much longer~" he breathes heavily as his hips buck into your hand. He feels his orgasm coming over him as he lets out a loud moan as he comes onto your hand. his whole body shivers as his breath hitches.

His eyes widen when you don’t stop pumping and you lower your plump ass onto his cock and begin moving. “W-wait wait wait! Ah~ fuck~” he moans out loud joy expecting you to overstimulate him.

As you continue to bounce, he in clasps your bra letting your heavy breasts fall and bounce freely he reaches up to cup your breasts and his mouth goes to your right nipple "You are so fucking beautiful right now," he muffles into your breast, his hands falling to your stomach massaging it slowly.

You couldn’t believe the amount of praise you were getting from this man in the moment. it was too much for you to handle. “ahh~ fuck Budo!” You yell out as you come to my climax and squirt over his cock.

He watches in amazement, watching the liquid seep out, feeling your tightness release around him “Oh my~” He whispers as he feels the warmth of your climax cover his cock, it's something he's never experienced before with another person.

His words snap you back to reality as you see the mess you made around you. “B-Budo I’m.. Fuck I-” before u ou could spew out your apology, he kisses you softly, “Don't worry about it honey~” he soothes, pressing his lips to the curve of your neck as both of your breathing patterns even out. “It was incredible”

You lean on his chests as you two both fall into a soothing sleep. Feeling each others chests rise and fall.

#chubby reader #yandere simulator #budo masuta #budoxreader #budo x reader #Yandere sim x reader

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woahimboredlmao · 7 months

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A nice surprise (pt. 1?)

(Gif not mine)

Pairing: fw x fem!reader

Warnings: a little bit of angst ig and a lil head cannon ig lol and pov jumps (are these warning? Idk this is my first time writing like this in years lol)

Fred Weasley… there were many words one could use to describe him. Loud and outgoing were almost always the first ones to come to mind. Not really the person you tended to hang around.

He was always the Center of attention and was a big flirt. He was almost always with a girl (whether they were dating or not)

The two of you never talked a lot, you didn’t really have the same friend groups either. It wasn’t that either of you didn’t like the other, it’s just you were in many ways, opposites.

But it was the beginning of 5th year. And once again you had another defence against the dark arts teacher. Mr. Lupin. You had gotten into class and sat down waiting for class to begin.

“Alright class, I want you all to put your books away, you won’t be needing those.”

In almost complete unison the class sighed with relief. Mr. Lupin smiled a bit. “We will be having a class discussion on what you all already know so I know what to start whi-“ he was cut off by Fred rushing in the classroom laughing uncontrollably. “S-sorry I’m late.. professor” he said in between laughs. Mr. Lupin looked at him looking a bit amused. “ I suppose it’s alright, now if you would, please take a seat so we can continue.” The Bly available seat was right next to you, so that’s where he sat. “ now, before we begin the discussion, I want you to pair up with who sits next to you, and take a few moments to get to know them a bit, because when we do group projects that’s who you’ll be working with.” You look over at Fred to see him already looking at you. “Well, I guess we better get to know each other then.” He said with a smile. You return a soft smile “I suppose so.” “So… “ he trails off a bit. “What’s your name? Mine’s Fred, Fred Weasley.” You smile a bit “ wow Fred, it’s not like we’ve had classes together not 5 years now or anything. My name is Y/n L/n.” He lets out a somewhat embarrassed laugh. “ sorry, I guess we’ve never really talked, that’s a nice name..” “Thanks“ you say with a small smile "so what kind of stuff are you into?“ he asked. "Uh.. reading I guess, I like to draw some.. and I like quidditch pretty well I suppose.“ he smiles a bit at your response. "that’s cool" he says. The two of you continue to talk for a while, finding out you have a few things in common here and there. "Do you like music?" He asked. You looked at him as if it was the dumbest question "How does someone not like music?" You ask. "Fair enough" he responds "Do you play any instruments?" He asked. You laugh a bit "I wish… do you?" He looks away. "Yeah.. im not really great or anything though.." "oh? What instrument do you play?" You look at him full of curiosity. "The electric guitar." He looks back up at you to see your widening. "The electric guitar? Woah…" you look at him in wonder. He really didn’t seem that bad the more you talked to him. The two of you continued talking until Mr. Lupin spoke up. "I believe that’s enough for now. Now, let’s begin the class discussion."

After about an hour the bell rang. "Alright class have a good rest of your day." He said as the class began to pack up.

"Hey." You look over at Fred. “Yeah?” He looked like he was about to say something but then he seemed to back out of it. “Have a good day, ok?” You smiled a bit. “Ok, you too Fred.”

During the next few week the two of you got a bit closer. You started to wonder why you hadn’t ever really talked to him sooner.

(Fred’s pov)

“I can’t believe it George.." he mumbled. George was sitting on the edge of Fred’s bed while Fred kind of flopped down on it. "Can’t believe what?" He asked questioningly. "It’s just…i Wonder why I Never tried to talk to her sooner… I mean, she’s so pretty and sweet, and she laughs at almost all of my jokes and she’s just so…. Interesting. And yet is like opposite than me in a lot of ways…." George laughed a bit. “Seems like someone has a crush~” Fred’s eyes widened. "What?! No! That’s just ridiculous.“ George rolled his eyes. "Well that’s what it sounds like." Fred sighed and looked at his left leg. George smacked his shoulder. "Fred that happened 7 years ago, don’t get all freaked out about it now because you like a girl." He sighed again. "I-it’s just that-.. what if she’s freaked out by that? I mean how many people do you know are missing most of their leg?" "Not many, but if she won’t like you because your missing a leg then she’s not worth it. Why don’t you take your mind off of it and play your guitar some?"

(Back to your pov)

A few days later you were on your way to d.a.d.a and you saw Fred on a bench messing with his leg a bit. You walked over to him and looked at him curiously. “what are you doing?” You asked. Without looking up at you he responds, “Trying to adjust the prosthetic, it’s been bothering me all day.” Your eyes widen a bit and right away he looks a bit freaked out and looks up at you. “You have a prosthetic?” You ask. “Y-yeah.. I do.” “Oh.” His heart sank when he heard you say that. “It’s not a bad thing” you quickly say. He looked up at you and you quickly added “It’s not like it makes you any less human or anything, you’re still Fred.” He smiled a bit a your words. “Thanks y/n” you nod a bit “ we could hurry off to class before we’re late.” He sighs a bit. "I suppose your right." He says and you offer to help him up offering your hand. He smiled a bit and takes it and the two of you walk off to class.

After class as you two are packing up he looks up at you and asks. "Hey, could you want to go with me to hogsmeade this weekend?" You look at him, your cheeks turning a bit pink. “Like a Date?” He turns a bit red. “ only if you want” you smile “sure” he smiled back. “Wonderful, I’ll see you then”

(lmk if you wanna be tagged lol hope you guys enjoyed like I said it’s been a hot minute sense I’ve written so yeah lol part 2 will be out eventually lol 😉)

#fred weasly x reader #fred weasley #fem!reader #fred weasley x you

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indirectcomedian · 13 days

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paxlyra brainrot goes crazy. 635 word little locker room fic that i cooked up, kayfabe compliant, no proofreading or editing (ok to rb)

lyra truly didnt know how she got into this situation. she sat on the locker room bench, pinned in place by one tatum paxley, who had taken it upon herself to hunt down lyra as soon as her championship match ended. the woman had practically tackled lyra backwards, bouncing with excitement at another successful title defense. trying to pry the woman off felt like a lost cause, the womans grip around her waist unrelenting. it wasnt until lyra spelled it out that she was uncomfortable that tatum let go, but that still didnt stop her from immediately latching back on as soon as lyra was back from changing out of her gear.

“uh, tatum?” lyra started, hands awkwardly held up to avoid touching the woman on her lap. tatums head snapped up to look at lyra, green eyes glittering. “yes, my sweet dove?”

“…can you give me a little space here? some breathing room?” tatum let out a little “oh” at the request, like she hadnt realized how close she had been, or how it could make lyra uncomfortable. she peeled herself off, instead occupying herself with fixing her hair. catching her apologetic glances, lyra almost felt a little bad for tatum. the girl was endearing in her own way, but she really wished she wasnt so… obsessive.

with her championship defense being the nights main event, the locker room had long since cleared out. the silence between the two women weighed heavy on lyra. she wasnt fully sure why she hadnt left yet, now that she had freed herself from tatums embrace.

“you know,” tatum spoke, almost like she could hear lyras thoughts, “im really glad youre still champion”.

“right. i mean, i am too.” she laughed nervously, trying to figure out how to respond to such an objective statement. it was sweet that she cared. “thank you… for your support, tatum”.

tatum smiled at the acknowledgment, turning fully to lyra. “no, really! you did so good out there, i dont know how anyone could have anything bad to say!” the praises rushed out of her, leaving her breathless. “i dont think theres anyone who can compare, youre just… so, so, good.” the last word came out as a trembling exhale, and tatum breathed heavily to gather herself. lyra looked on, concerned for her.

“i just dont know what i would do if someone took the championship away from you,” she started again, inching closer to lyra once more. the sudden intensity in tatums voice made lyra feel uneasy. “its just, who would even think to do that?” she inched closer still, placing one hand on lyras knee. “i just cant stand it. it just makes me so mad, how anyone could even consider that when youre so good and-“

“tatum?” lyras voice came out more high pitched than she intended. tatums eyes snapped to her once more, hand unconsciously closing in on lyras knee.

“tatum, its late. i think i should go.” tatum looked at her blankly, unrelenting, like she hadnt said anything at all. “champion needs her rest right?”, she tried, hoping to reach tatum with her fixation. finally tatum blinked, like she had just come out of a trance.

“yeah, right. of course, i- of course.” she spoke sheepishly, finally realizing lyra from her grip. despite the circumstances, lyra felt her chest hurt with how badly tatum hid her disappointment. “champion needs her rest,” she echoed.

“…right,” lyra replied, picking up her bag and finally turning from tatum. “well, good night then.” she was almost out of the room when tatum spoke again.

“see you next week?” she spoke quietly, hopefully. tyra stopped in the doorway. she could feel the womans eyes on her, could almost see them in her mind.

“im sure we will see each other”, she stated, finally leaving.

#tatum paxley #lyra valkyria #indirect.txt #paxlyra #i should make a fic tag at this point #anyways heres this

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halacake · 4 months

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title: "His Embrace"

☁️ warnings// none ^^ (mature language)

characters: Hongjoong + San (Hongsan)

summary: hongjoong happens to be watching a horror movie, expecting himself to be brave but in the end ends up being scared and found in sans embrace.

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"jeez! can't someone like actually have common sense!?" the short boy frowned as he watched the character on screen go into the obvious mysterious room. "where did everyone's mind go when they made this," he rolled his eyes with a small huff but continued to watch with full interest, curious of what would happen next.

hongjoong blinked with a small tilt to his head as his interest grew higher, obviously oblivious to what's gonna happen next. he only knew that this was a horror movie and that he "prepared" himself for this.

the small boy let out a scream whenever the scary scene popped up on the screen, instantly closing his eyes with his hands as his heart raced rapidly.

"s-shit-" he mutters to himself. calming down after a few seconds and peaking through the small gap between his fingers. the small boy only regretted his action as the same horrifying character stayed on the screen.

hongjoong continued to close his eyes until the sound of the front door clicked into his mind, smiling immediately but never once allowed his hands to remove themself from his face.

"joong? babe, what are you doing" san had asked looking at his boyfriend with furrowed brows, questioning his actions.

he knew hongjoong wouldn't just act like this without a reason, so he looked at the screen and got the answer just by the picture. san only shook his head as a small chuckle left his lips.

"hong, why are you torturing yourself by watching this?" the taller boy had asked while walking up towards the smaller one, "hmm? you can open your eyes now sweetie, im blocking the sight from you."

those soft words san had said made hongjoong move his hands away from his face, instantly hugging the air out of san. normally he wouldn't be the one who did this, since he "hated physical affection". but today and the events of today made him think differently.

san didn't complain, he only hugged the older just as tightly, smiling softly and giving him soft comforting circles on his back. "hey hey, okay honey, i need answers. why on earth are you watching a horror movie."

the older sighed pulling away from the hug, "well- i thought id be brave enough to like watch such a movie but that fucking shit is traumatizing and never will you ever see me watch a movie like that."

san laughed quietly, "uhm well i bet-" the younger got cut off by a soft smack on his forehead by the older.

"don't laugh, it's not funny." he glared into sans soul before huffing and looking away.

"ouch, you bully me," the taller one pouted while dramatically rubbing the spot the smaller hit. causing hongjoong to roll his eyes.

"now come here and cuddle because maybe then i won't be so paranoid" hongjoong only smiled while making an excuse just to feel sans warm body on his.

"don't you get a little commanding sometimes you think?"

"i do know that, but just come here!"

san chuckled with a small shake to his head before fulfilling the smaller boy's wishes. placing himself next to him on the couch while wrapping an arm around the waist of joong, pulling him closer to his side.

"your body is always so warm, i don't even need a blanket because you're that warm," the older smiled as the words escaped his mouth while nuzzling himself more onto sans body.

san only shook his head while rubbing comforting circles on the olders waist, sighing in content before kissing his forehead. "i love you joong, don't forget that"

"yeah yeah, i love you too"

the younger giggled before turning something else on the tv, "look this is less torture for you!" he pointed to the screen that had showed tails and sonic doing an adventure.

"well i can suit well with this" the smaller had said before averting his gaze on the screen, ignoring the feeling of a sudden drowsiness.

just him and san in the moment is all he needed.

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We have come to the end of my first story on here ^^ i hope you enjoyed it despite it being a bit short. I just simply thought it was a cute story to start. :] However readers, i do wish you a happy new years and may you have the best entrance to 2024. Stay safe, take care, and enjoy life while you have it :].

bye bye ! 🌟

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whiskeyswriting · 11 months

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Left Waiting for Mr. Right

{ Masterlist }

It had been the longest day of working nonstop. The gala had to go on without a glitch and it was up to me to help Bruce and the catering company make sure nothing happened.

As I sat down to eat a little something, a rather handsome guy approached my table and sat down. He struck up a conversation with me and I learned he was a journalist with the Daily Planet. He said his name is Percival Bratten.

We got to chatting and discussing different topics. Eventually the conversation turned back to the gala. Percival kept asking about how Bruce planned it all and how much money did we hope to raise with the gala.

“I’m not the one to discuss the money with. IM just the assistant. But I can introduce you to Mr. Wayne if you wish,” I tell him.

“Sure! I’d love to write a piece about him in the Daily Planet.”

I lead the way to where Bruce is standing. When he sees me, he nods me over but then his expression changes when he sees Percival. “Mr. Wayne. This is Percival Bratton from the Daily Planet.”

“A pleasure to meet you Bruce,” Percival says. “I wanted to do a report on your gala and the benefactors. I want to bring attention to the charity that you’re helping and see if we can get you some more donations from Metropolis.”

I can feel Bruce tense so I get a little closer to him to place a reassuring hand on his arm. He immediately relaxes a bit. “Percival. How about you leave me your business card and I’ll call you in a couple business day to set up the interview?” I say, turning on my best Mr. Wayne’s assistant charm.

Bruce leans down and whispers in my ear that he’s going to step away for a moment to say hello to a few more friends. “We’ll be talking soon Percival,” he says before taking his leave.

I try not to chuckle at the obvious way Bruce didn’t say it was a pleasure to meet him. He dislikes reporters like Percival trying to get interviews when they’re not scheduled.

“Feel free to enjoy the hors d'oeuvres and the champagne,” I tell Percival.

He reaches out and takes hold of my arm. “Actually, I would like to enjoy your company. Not just here… How about you join me for coffee tomorrow after work?”

Part of me wants to say no but the other part is excited. It’s the first time someone had asked me out since I moved to Gotham.

I looked at my watch and hurried down the street to make it in time to the cafe. I get to the last empty table in time. As I wait, I take my pocket mirror out and check my hair. Once I’m satisfied it’s good, I take my book out to read while I wait for Percival.

I sit anxiously and continue checking my watch. 20 minutes after 6:00pm.

Read. Check my watch. 6:45pm.

Read. Check my watch. 7:15pm.

Read. Check my watch. 8:00pm. At this time, I realize, and perhaps a bit too late, I’ve been stood up. He was never coming to have coffee with me. I close my book and pay for my third cup of coffee and I start making my way to my apartment.

Luck isn’t on my side as it starts pouring suddenly. There was no rain in the forecast. But I’m not surprised.

What does surprise me is the force of the pull that lands me on the floor. It’s just my luck that I get mugged when I’m just a few blocks from my place. The assailant lifted me off the floor and slammed me against the wall.

A pained groan is the only sound I can make. My vision is starting to get blurry when I vaguely see a dark figure above me before my world goes black.

When I wake up again, I’m laying in a hospital cot but the room is not your typical hospital room. It’s dark corners are lit by the lights of the machine.

I try and sit up but my head starts throbbing and everything starts to spin in the room.

“No. Stay laying down,” a gruff voice tells me.

“Where am I?” I try opening my eyes only to see the masked vigilante Batman standing above me.

“You’re safe. You were hurt Miss Lockhart.”

Panic begins to settle in the pit of my stomach. Was this it for me? Did I do something wrong? Why is The Batman keeping me here…. Wherever here is.

Although I’m panicking on the inside, I will my face and body to not make it obvious.

“You were robbed and received a blow to the head. I brought you here to make sure you’re okay and mended back to health.”

Batman is always described as a tall and broad shouldered vigilante, someone to fear. But here in this moment, I don’t feel fear anymore. I feel…

I feel butterflies.

“Oh no… This is gonna be bad,” I tell myself. I’m already crushing on my boss, who is totally unattainable for me… Now I’m going to be crushing on this vigilante who is also unattainable.

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livawritesshit · 1 year

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Ink Demon! X Selv Preservative Reader!

Gender isnt really implied but i imagined it to be , AFAB Think whatever makes you happy!

Like He tries to manipulate you and make you do stuff you dont want to and shit and you finally have enough and tell him off

Slight Angst? Crying Swearing Violence Slight fluff , The ink demon wants you to be his partner in his hell of a domain lol, but you dont want to knowing nothing would come out of it , slight manipulation? But it doesn’t even get that far

It was yet another day in the ink demons lair, just as depressing and empty as all the other times he would make me sit in here , im tired of this shit! He keeps trying to make me do his work it all leads to nothing anyway . Every. Single. TIME. I hear something outside ,splashes outside the wall , hes back .. you have to be fucking kidding! I hurriedly , scribble Down on the paper i found last Time i escaped for a little bit , writing on it saying i had left and i domt ever want to see him again, perfect! I slide it where i was previously sitting , i hurry over to my makeshift hiding spot behind the film tapes, as i Peek out , noticing him Enter the room , he looks around for a moment before growling , is he angry? He notices the paper and picks it up , there goes a few seconds before he lets out a Roar and hurriedly leaves , supposedly to find me . im not even sure why hes so obsessed with me .. im not That special theres Audrey and uhh Alice ,

oh no! Alice is a bitch! , i sit for a moment before Looking if he were to come back, and sure as hell he did , he was thrashing slightly , his ink seemed more liquid as if he were panicing . Serves him right! I Watch on as he searched around not even thinking i would ever hide under his Old tapes , if he were to find me now he would for sure kill me.. then he lets out that damn .𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓. It makes my heart ache every time , i hesitate hiding for Long , he sounded so pained.. no i cant! hes just trying to manipulate me .. nothing special ! he keeps whining and whimpering , looking around before laying Down on the floor by where i previosly had sat nuzzling?… his head against Where im guessing my warmth was slightly lingering , he whimpered and whined constantly most likely trying to make me leave my spot ,

maybe some minutes passed? Time is crazy Down here.. before he Got up slowly walking off . I wait and he doesnt return , i quickly get up from my spot making sure to be quiet , before sprinting off , Freedom! I make Way to heavenly toys , before getting away . Alice was gonna kill me! Most likely after last time.”where can i hide?..” whispering to myself , a few miracle boxes were nearby , thats great! . I walk over to a door ,

𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘥 .. 𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘥. as my heart rate goes up and thoose voices tell me tp hide yet again whenever im near him, i run off to a miracle box slamming the door shut , as i wait inside, i can hear him , 𝘏𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘮𝘦.. Thats not good.. I hear him run as he stops in front of the door clawing at it growling , I hold my breath . He stops and leaves , as I huddle closer to the wall , if theese miracle boxes didn’t exist I would have been dead long ago..

I wanted to stay in the miracle box and never leave .. i was safe.. for once in this hell of a studio, he was so obsessed with me.. didnt he have Audrey to chase around ? She was a danger! Not me i just sat around .. “that fucking demon..” i felt anger rise , i could feel my vision go blurry remebering audreys sweet face and voice and little Bendy . Not the hell of a a demon hes become now. He was so silly and never wanted to hurt anyone.. he just wanted someone who loved him .. not like joey that fucking bitch! If hes alive ill strangle him and rip out his eyes , i clawed at the Walls , as tears streamed Down my face , i just cant help it , i just wish i had never taken that job offer! I punched the wall , effectively making my hand hurt like hell , “fuck!” I wanted to scream , why does this happen to me! , i knew he could hear me , i cant give a shit . It would be better to die and be free from this everything Down. Here is trying to kill me left and right anyway! , he was coming and he had heard me. Fuck”im so fucking stupid i need to calm Down and Think!” I whispered to myself , he was banging on the door clawing at it, doing whatever he could to possibly harm the door , he whimpered like a puppy. He had made a few small dents but the door never budged, he was whining now , low growls as he tried to get in , the door was creaking like hell , almost as if begging for him to stop , he never .. did stopping for moments before coming back with more agressive attacks, the door slightly moved i could almost hear him smile , as he was practically going on feral on the door , it moved again one of the hinges coming off, i could hear him step back before launching his body against the door as it fell off and opened , revealing him standing there with that evil smile that was permanetly sketched onto his face ,

He walked over on all fours like a animal , i could feel his gaze on me like i was a delicious Chunk of Meat, he opened his mouth , closing my eyes i knew he was going to eat me , but the pain or teeth never came a Long forked tongue licked me , as i felt him Press his head against my chest , as if he wanted me to coddle?.. him , a deep PURR emiting from his throat like a growl , his head nuzzling against me , he had pushed himself on top of me like a dog wrapping his limbs around me , covering me in his ink as i struggled to get him off , he kept on licking me spreading his ink everywhere on my clothes and face , seemingly satisfied before grabbing the nape of my shirt dragging me off like i was a cat! “Let go of me! I didnt ask for this!” I struggled thrashing about to make it as difficult as possible before making him lose a grip on me , as i shook off his ink most of it falling off, he whined as he most likely knew i was about to run off again as he quickly grabbed me again to cover me in his ink yet again. “Stop doing that its disgusting! Ill smell like you and Audrey Will get scared!” He whimpered licking my face, ..“sᴏʀʀʏ“ he had to wheeze it out as if talking made his whole body burn in pain, yet i was dumbfounded that he talked , “what?..” i turned to him , his ink looked more solid then when i was gone , “please put me Down Bendy..” he didnt oblige until we came to his lair , making sure i couldnt escape as he Picked up the paper handing it to me before pointing with his claws to where i had wrote ,𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, saddening , he was trying to guilt trip me into staying in this hell hole? “Seriously you can’t fucking expect me to want to stay here! Or even see you again? You keep holding me prisoner ! Everything down here wants to fucking kill me left and right wherever I go something wants to rip off my head as if I killed their family with a butter knife! Especially you!” I point my finger at him accusingly , he growls “you used to be so sweet and generous , look at yourself you kill and slaughter. manipulate , nothing ever leaves you unscathed! Like Audrey ! Look at her now! you emotionally Tore her apart , nobody would want to stay here! Except you because you know you have nowhere Else to go where you wouldnt be called a fucking monster and you know it!” I hissed back at him surprised at my own tone , he didnt do anything , he just sat there , god the tension in the air was heavy.. “I’m not really sorry I know it’s all joeys fault but you make people fear you bendy… thats why they often most cases are so hostile fearing your there .. i cant do this and i dont get why you dont just kill me , you just bring me back here everytime .. i Dont want to be here” his head lifted slightly , his gaze was pointed at me , “why do you keep me here?..” he sat up moving closer to me , i slightly moved back earning a whine from him, he kept moving closer and i kept moving back , until i hit a wall , he was gurgling something? Ink spilling off him as if he were crying , “.. ʀᴀʀᴀɢғʜᴀ.. ʟʀᴀᴠᴀ.. ʟᴏᴠᴇ.. ʜʀᴀʀɢᴀʜ ᴍɪɴᴇ..“ he was reaching out for me with his clawed hand , i shook my head , “Bendy i couldnt love you even if you werent like this.. you keep me stuck like a prisoner , you made me seperate from Audrey.. we aren’t the same species so it couldn’t work ..I’m sorry I can’t love you with all Theese barriers in the way .. “ he seemed to gurgle as his hand stopped returning to him as he sat on the floor across from me his ink spilling rapidly but recollecting onto him , he 𝑾𝒂𝒔 crying..?, he didnt make a single Sound except his ink falling and recollecting onto him , a whimper left him as he turned and left , ok that made me feel like shit but i cant handle that i cant love him. Even if he were to change … i scooped off some of his ink , looking at it for a moment before placing it on the floor , he had just left without a trace? , i need to find out what is his deal with all that? .. “Love?… mine..” something clicked, he wants me to be his mate..

As i sat there pondering, I had to make boundaries, if it were to EVER happen , he would kill me if he went on a rampage most likely.. the footsteps came ,he had returned as my heart rate and the voices arrived , but i didnt listen ,as he went into a corner of his lair , curling into a Ball his ink still pooling and reforming around him , i Got up walking over , “Bendy..?” I reached out to him stroking one of his horns , he purred before pulling away slightly , i had really upset him with what i Said.. “im sorry i was so harsh on you .. i just coudlnt help it , you wouldnt like it if joey just trapped you and made you stay all alone ..” he turned to me , before turning around to stand on Two legs , “Hello.. come sit with me wont you?” I patted in front of me , he hesitated it was obvious , he sat Down leaning his head towards me stopping to check if i would push him away, i wouldnt this time , he leaned in his head making contact with my lap , stroking his head , complete silence except his deep purrs , he was staring at me again , “Bendy .. listen to me okay?. If this would ever happen you would have to respect me , i dont want to do your job i am not a puppet for entertainment , i truly am flattered you would Think of me in that Way, but you need to stop manipulating me.im tired of it ..” he let out a slight whine as if to say sorry , he had moved his face up towards mine his hot breath on my face

He licked me once , as if to agree or maybe something else ? No idea , he bumped his forehead against mine , it’s slightly hurt since he was mostly solid “ow..”

He licked me again, I’m guessing he’s apologising , as he grabbed me , with such tenderness you would think it were a blanket but no it was the ink demon who was ruled to be feral aggressive, shows no mercy, yet here he was coddling me as if I would break , my neck was starting to hurt. Ow “please let me go i can walk by myself “he whimpered , he was trying to speak so I patiently waited “.. ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ .. ғᴏʀ . ʏ/ɴ ..” i Sighed”i know i know.. but please let me go . “ he obliged , as he sat and stared like a puppy , “your honestly like an animal.” He was gonna be a piece of work but ill make it work ..

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ..

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yourlocalmikankinnie · 2 years

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The moonlight and it's Kitsune Spouse

Hey hey! Oneshot time!!! Hope you like this. Im in a good mood rn😊

Character: Chihiro Fujisaki

Summery: while stumbling through a forest trying to get away from an hostile animal Chihiro Fujisaki found himself lost. Until a certain something came to his rescue. What is that creature you ask? Find out~

It felt like hours and hours of running to Chihiro Fujisaki. He had gone outside for a walk, trying to get some air and was chased into the woods nearby his house by something hostile that he could only assume was a bear or something. His legs started aching from running and he had lost hope of returning to his father. He sat on a log and started crying. He felt as weak as he did years ago.

The moon was bright and out- His only source of light. He was afraid of what was going to happen to him and how his father would be to hear that his son was lost in the woods or worst, eaten. As he cried and cried he heard a branch snap. He looks up from his hands immediately, scared as hell. He wished to be able to yell out for help but the words were stuck in this throat from fear.

The bushes and trees rustled around him that he thought it was the wind and a animal that was scaring him. He felt stupid for being scared of something so normal to everyone. His heart dropped when he started hearing giggles in the woods. He was starting to cry again as he began running once more. Chihiro failed to see a creature watching him with a bit of curiosity.. or was it interest?

Running and running more he felt his throat start hurting from lack of water. He was about to run more after taking a break when he heard the same giggling, only this time it was from above. He wanted to look up but knew that would scare him more. He began to keep running. Hoping to find a river nearby he didn't notice a rock in front of him as he tumbled down and down till he hit a tree and found himself dizzy, starting to loose consciousness. And so he did.

Hours later he found himself in a field of Beautiful flowers and a house. He knew he wasn't where he lost consciousness at. He was moved. He sat up gently and saw a silhouette of someone with a huge tail and fox like ears. They knew he was awake as they started giggling. He froze as he remembered the same giggling from in the woods. They saw the human like creature brush it's huge tail while looking at something. He spoke out to them.

"hell-hello? Do you know where I a-am?" He felt stupid for stuttering like that. But to his surprised they just turned around and spoke with an elegant like voice. "My my! You must be awake~ I saw you enter the woods. Poor thing must've been chased" they said in a almost mocked pity voice at the end.

They then walked over to him as he began to crawl back in panic. His back hit the wall as they moved closer. His voice was caught in his throat as they caressed his face. Looking for injuries. He had a lot so the fox like creature started working on them. "You know little one, it's dangerous being out so late. In a forest no less." They said with genuine concern rather than their other statement, but had some sort of grin, or rather a smile.

Once Chihiro was patched up. He asked a question when he got his voice back. "Who are you and where am I?" He asked in curiosity, maybe a bit of destress. The fox creature half expected him to ask what they were rather than who. "My my little one, why you wanna know?~" they said with a little bit of tease. "W-well I'm in a field with someone I don't know" he answered with a bit of fear. The creature took note of that and decided to pick him up and take him to where the house. Chihiro was crying out while the fox tried reassuring him. "HEY! P-PLEASE LET ME GO!" "Hey, it's okay. Please do not struggle. its dangerous out here. I just want to keep you safe" Chihiro had stopped thrashing around.

Once inside they set him down on the makeshift bed while getting ready to make something for him. Chihiro watched in awe while they cooked. He never noticed it but he thought they were beautiful. Mesmerizing even. He was snapped out of his thoughts when they giggled. "Someones looking~" Chihiro's cheeks turned pink at that and hid his face in his hands. "Now, now~ don't hide your face hehehehe!" Thier hands came up to hold Chihiro's. He looked at them in a daze as they handed him soup. They ate together while Chihiro would give an occasional glance at them.

When Chihiro was fed and stuff the fox creature sent him off in the right direction. Feeling scared, Chihiro was nervous to go. "Oh? Does my little Bunny need assistance walking to the entrance?" He held their hand while walking through the forest together. When they got to the road, the fox creature transformed into a fox and nuzzled up to Chihiro's legs. As he began walking knowing that they were right beside them they got to his house. Chihiro picked up the fox, giving it a hug. The creature being startled by this turned back into their human fox like form. Blushing madly they waved him off and watched him go inside before leaving to their house back in the forest.

It had been a few days since that day. Chihiro wanted to see them again. So he packed some stuff and left during the morning after wishing his father goodbye. He walked and called out for them. In a matter of seconds without even setting foot in the woods for more than 1 minute, Chihiro was ambushed in a hug. He recognized the features and hugged backed. "My bunny came to visit me? How wonderful!" Chihiro could see the genuine smile on their face that replaced thier usual smirk.

They walked back to the field and started running around and playing a bit before going inside and talking while eating. Chihiro was leaning on their shoulder while they ate some fruit they picked from outside. When he noticed the creature starting to cry. Being alarmed he asked what was wrong. "Nothing. It's really nothing. I just miss having company..." It broke Chihiro's heart. "Hey! I'll come by everyday! I want to keep you company and happy!" Chihiro said with a determined look. The fox look down at him in shock. With colored cheeks they embraced him. It was a warm and fuzzy hug. Chihiro could see thier tails wagging like it did when he stepped food in the forest. He smiled at that and they stayed like that for a while. When it was time to go they walked back to his house. When they arrived, the fox pointed to their lips and then to his cheek, asking for permission. Blushing, he nodded his head and the fox leaned down and kissed his cheek, waved him off with a smile. Same as last time they waited till he was inside and the door was locked before going back to their place in the forest. But Chihiro didn't go to sleep. He was thinking about the kiss. He was so giddy about it as he began to smile wildly and start right away making them something.

It had been a few days and while he was working on his gift at night, he went to visit the fox as promised. They connected more and more. And eventually he learned thier name and what they were. That brings us to now. As they laid in the Beautiful flowered field. Chihiro was laying on their tails as he gave them the present he was working on since that day. With curious eyes they opened the box and was met with a kimono. The fox was happy about the gift and thanked him. Chihiro explained that it was for a upcoming event for people to go and show off cosplays and stuff. And that he wanted to go with them as he wanted to show them it. "You want to take me out? Is this your way of telling me you wanna go on a date?~" The fox replied. Chihiro said that the event was in a few days. "Yes. I'll go with you" the fox said as they caressed his face and pat his head gently.

The day of the con they got ready in the foxes house. Chihiro has helped them brush thier tail while adding the accessories to their head. Chihiro was already in cosplay and went to help them. They set off for it after they were done. The fox was really nervous with having their tail and ears out in the open but Chihiro reassured them that they would be fine. Chihiro watched as many people complemented the fox on their "cosplay". Saying the ears and tail were beautiful and looked so real. They started getting overwhelmed and pulled on Chihiro's arm signaling him to lead them over somewhere quiet and less crowded. "Sorry Bunny.. I just got kinda overwhelmed having so many people talk to me. I hope I didn't ruin the date" to which Chihiro said with reassurance that they didn't ruin anything and was happy they let him know.

They left the con after having fun. And as usual they went to his house. But this time the fox didn't need to shy away. While at the door steps the fox asked for permission to kiss his cheek again by pointed his thier lips than his cheek. He smiled and nodded happily. The fox leaned down again and gave him a lingering cheek kiss. Soft but full of love. Chihiro pointed at his lips then thier hand and with permission gave their hand a sweet kiss. The fox caressed his face and shoulders while looking at them with full love and adoration with a smile. "Thank you so much for this. I may have been nervous but I had a great time with you. I hope we can do more stuff like this" Chihiro replied while having the same look. "Absolutely! I would love to do this again". After letting him go inside they walked back to the forest as they felt cold after leaving them. But it wasn't them. It was their heart. It yearned for more touch and smiles from him.

That moment was years ago as Chihiro had let the fox meet his friends and father. And it had been less years since they got married with the moonlights blessing.

The fox had their Bunny and was happy living with him till death does it's part.

#danganronpa x reader #Chihiro Fujisaki x reader #Chihiro x reader #Chihiro Fujisaki #Chihiro #danganronpa #danganronpa 1

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