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black-aurora-nora · 1 year

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New Baby Pt. 1 | Yandere!Todoroki Family x Reader

Inspo: @i-cant-sing

You weren't woken up by the familiar sound of a heart monitor or the chatter of nurses. You were woken by something much more unexpected.

You felt the sun's shining warmth against your face. Someone was gently attempting to shake you awake. Their hand felt huge in comparison to your shoulder and you fought to get yourself to wake up.

"(Y/N), it's time to wake up now." A deep voice told you when you let out a tired whine.

Finally, your body cooperated and allowed you to flutter your eyes open.

You immediately took in the stranger sitting in the bed beside you, then the pastel bed sheets and the feeling of silk pajamas that you definitely weren't wearing the day before.

You scrambled back in shock, your mind screaming danger.

This wasn't the hospital and the red-haired man sitting in front of you was neither a nurse or a doctor that you recognized, and he wasn't wearing anything that told you he was a medical professional.

He didn't seem very shocked at your behavior either, just a little worried.

"Who are you?!" You asked, now standing at the opposite side of the queen sized bed you'd just been sleeping in, "And where am I?! This isn't the hospital!"

Your heart rate was picking up and your chest was beginning to hurt. You knew that you needed to sit down but how could you when you'd just woken up in a strange place with a strange man?

The man didn't answer either of your questions, only glancing at you in concern, "I'll answer your questions, but you need to sit down and lower your heart rate before you pass out."

How did he know about your heart condition, you wondered. Was he actually a nurse?

No, that couldn't be right.

You were very obviously in someone's house; most likely his.

Taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you asked again, "Who are you and where am I?"

You could tell the man wasn't happy about you not sitting down but he relented, "My name is Todoroki Enji, but you will address me as 'dad'. And we're in your room in our home."

You faltered at the new information and shook your head like it was reflex, "You... you're not my dad though. My dad looks nothing like you... What's happening?" Tears welled in your eyes, anxiety springing back into your body, "I want my mom! Please take me back to her!" You pleaded.

Enji only sighed, softly shaking his head, "I know this a lot to take in, but this is your home now. Your biological parents decided to leave you in our care-"

"No!" You snapped, "No, they didn't! We were supposed to go to the movies today!" You recalled the day prior and gripped at the silk cloth over your chest, heart drumming and chest beginning to grow tight, "Tak-" You gasped out, "Take me to my parents! Right now! Right now! Right now!"

Enji stood up at your screeching and your voice got caught in your throat.

He was so large and intimidating. He could probably kill you with ease.

And having that knowledge in mind had you second-guessing if you could just scream your way out of this situation.

"(Y/N), I will not tolerate this behavior. Either you calm yourself down or you can take a nap and we can try again later. What will it be?" He questioned.

Oh, how you really did want to calm yourself, but how could you?

It felt like someone was squeezing your chest like a tube of toothpaste. No matter how hard you tried to take a deep breath, your lungs remained clamped shut like a clam.

Heart drumming in your ears, your sight blurred significantly and spots began to decorate the fuzzy world around you.

Next thing you knew, your knees buckled from beneath and you dropped to the ground like a ragdoll.

Enji cursed under his breath, strolling around the bed and settling you back under the pastel comforter.

He knew you wouldn't take any of this easily, you were young after all, younger than Shoto, now that he was thinking about it.

But he was sure that once you met the rest of the family, you would warm up to them in no time.

Once he made sure that you were sound asleep, he left your room and was immediately greeted by the rest of his family gazing at him expectantly.

Shoto glanced up from his phone, "That didn't sound too good." He commented.

Rei stepped forward, hand clutched to her chest worriedly, "Is my baby okay? She sounded so upset."

With a nod, Enji explained that your first awakening went just as smoothly as he thought it would, "I'll make sure to show her the 'letter' her parents left for her. Hopefully, she'll be more at ease around us thinking that her parents really did leave her in our care."

Rei gave an agreeing nod, "Absolutely, anything to get her to trust us."

Natsuo grumbled, clearly frustrated, "Damn, I was really hoping we could meet her today and have dinner together like a family."

Fuyumi kept a hopeful smile on her face, "Don't worry, she'll be ready tomorrow and we can have a nice breakfast together! Right, dad?"

"Of course. (Y/N) is the key to fixing our broken family. She'll be ready tomorrow." He said knowingly.

They quietly left your door, leaving you to sleep for the rest of the day.

You'd need your energy for tomorrow.

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iouinotes · 3 months

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Heroic betrayal | Luke Castellan (part 2)

SPOILER FOR PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS AND THE BOOKS

pairing: Luke Castellan x female!reader

show: Percy Jackson and the Olympians

warnings: heavy angst, smut

word count: 3,7k

summary: After Luke's betrayal, you try to hold yourself together in the camp. Everything was fine until you meet him again. Then everything collapses.

a/n: I thought I should write a second part. So, here it is!

Also, do you guys a) want the reader to join Luke or b) fight against him? I would love to write something, when the story continues!

part one here

"Princess" his voice is a whisper in the darkness. A distant call that appears from all directions, but cannot be traced back.

I want to move, but I can't. My eyes squint but I still can't see anything. It's cold here, even if I don't know where I am.

Goosebumps spread across my skin. It feels like I'm choking on air. Mist brushes my skin, or maybe it's someones fingertips.

My heart beats faster, my breathing becomes less stable and yet my feet don't move forward. I can't see him, but I know he's here.

In my head, in my thoughts, in my dreams.

Then I feel a dark presence behind me, a shiver runs down my spine, but when I turn my head there is only darkness.

"Come back to me" his voice makes me tremble. It's so disturbing, the calm he radiates. This sort of security that he carries with his words.

"I am here. I will always be here. With you." He won't let me go. Every day it dominates my thoughts, influences my actions, my attitude, my feelings.

I cant escape him, even in my sleep.

When I wake up I feel so drained, as if I hadn't even slept. I'm almost the last one to get up, my siblings' beds are mostly already deserted.

When I try to get up, I have to hold on to my bed, I feel weak on my feet. My head hurts, my thoughts are messed up and as I get dressed and look in the mirror, I see the dark circles under my eyes and the pale skin. The face that stares back, is almost foreign to me.

As I search through my closet, in the corner of my eyes I see the oversized, orange shirt that once belonged to him. And when I remember his voice from my dream, tears appear in my eyes and I try my best to suppress them.

I feel like I left my heart behind, when I ran away from that ship. I don't want to admit it, but deep down I know that the only reason my heart is still beating is because he is out there. And I hold onto the secret hope, that he will come back to me. Because now that he's gone - no, that he's left me, there's a hole in my chest.

Never in my life have I felt emptier, so abandoned and alone.

I am just a shell of a person who once existed. At least that's how it feels. Without him, I have nothing to live for. I'm only here because I can't let my family down, because I can't leave Percy after he tries every day his best to care for me. In the last few weeks he has been like a little brother, I would hate to hurt him with my absence. So I stay. Keep fighting, train the newbies, prepare everyone for war.

I don't do anything else. Get up, exercise, eat something even if I'm not hungry, go to sleep and then dream about him. I'm unfocused and it's obvious, no matter how hard I try not to show it.

As I step into the sunlight, warmth embraces me, but I still feel cold inside. I hold my chin up and greet some of my friends. I see pity in all of their eyes.

But they know better than to talk to me about it. I couldn't, even if I wanted to.

He left me, he betrayed the whole camp. My once wonderful, supportive lover.

He is gone.

I walk past the tables, keeping my gaze straight ahead. I don't want to stay and hear the laughter of the others, especially the Hermes cabin, when the centerpiece, that once hold everything together is missing.

I think about going to the training hall, even though my body hurts and I'm unable to hold a weapon the right way. Everything reminds me of him and it hurts so much. So much, that I want to hide away and sometimes when I can avoid responsibility, I'm staying in the woods. At the tree where I last hid, during our game. It's comforting me in a special way, even when all I can really do is cry.

When I secretly turn in this direction and head into the woods, I don't notice how blonde curls follow me.

As soon as I reach the place, my knees buckle and I fall to the ground. Just staring at the tree makes me almost immediately tear up.

If only he were here. If only he was with me.

I jump when I feel a hand on my shoulder. But my reflexes suspend, as if they're asleep. I can't defend myself. Sometimes I think it would be better to escape this suffering.

Then I hear Percy's voice.

"Tough morning, huh? Mind, if I join you?" He is the only one, for unknown reasons, I can have close to me, when I feel vulnerable. With others, I always want to build a facade up, so that I don't look weak. But Percy doesn't make me feel weak, he just encourages me to feel. And I need that.

We sit in silence, I can't even count how many times he's seen me in this state. Yet he is still here.

"I'm really t-trying to hold it together but I- I can't. I can't live without him. It hurts." He keeps a distance from me, but him just being here is comforting.

At least it's one person who stayed.

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I pour water on the last flames of the campfire and try my best to tidy the place up again. Chiron suggested, after the last, stressful days, that we play "Caputure the flag" again. And to no ones surprise, now that a driving force is gone, the Ares cabin won. So everyone celebrated, a banquet was held and everyone tried to ignore for this moment, that there is war ahead of us.

I was useless in the game, my mind was distracted and my hands were shaking. I was able to disarm a few people from the other team, but it wasn't nearly enough for it to really matter.

I'm on autopilot, I exist without really realizing it. Without really feeling anything.

Sometimes I can smile when Percy argues with Annabeth, like the clueless idiot he can be, because they both dont acknowledge their feelings for each other. Although it's actually very obvious how much they are drawn together, the trust they hold. It gives me some sort of comfort. At least the two of them will find their way to each other, if everything ends well.

Still, the happy moments are short-lived, because of the pain in my heart afterwards, which almost feels physical. Like a knife that keeps turning in the wound. As a reminder of what happened.

The day was exhausting, my eyes want to close on their own, but I hate seeing him in my dreams. He appears almost every night.

It's this fear that he's hiding, that he's lurking in the dark, like the monsters under your bed, that keep me from sleeping.

I would rather prefer the monster than him.

It's dark now, the clouds hide the stars and only the light in my lamp shows me my surroundings. I walk through the rows of benches and look over the square for a moment. It's so quiet here that it calms me down too.

Then I notice a hidden shadow at the edge of the forest, my muscles tighten and I lower my hand to grip the dagger in my pocket.

My heart beats fast, but before I can call someone, I see the outline of the person.

Tall, slim, confident.

Without any light, the person walks his way towards me, until he is so close, that I can see dark curls, a scar running across his face and the familiar eyes.

I blink. It feels like I'm losing my mind. I'm so shocked, I can't believe the sight of him. That he is actually here.

"No-" I hear myself whisper in fear. My voice is shaking.

"Y-you're not real. You are in my head. I'm just dreaming, you- you're not really here." But this time I'm not only hearing his voice, I also hear the sound of the lake and can actually see him. Can see every feature of his face and the desire in his eyes.

"Hello princess" It's all he says, but it's enough. I almost fall over as I take several steps back. The dagger presses into my leg.

Although there is so much I wanted to tell him, right now, I just want to disappear.

"Surprised to see me? My requests for you, to come back to me didn't work very well." The dreams. It really was him. Calling for me.

"I needed to see you." He says it as naturally as if I had last seen him yesterday. As if everything was normal. Like he was still my Luke.

I look around, trying to see if anyone else is awake, but everything is quiet.

To my horror, it feels like I can breathe properly again for the first time. As if he is part of the oxygen, which I need to survive. My heart is beating so fast, that I almost can't handle the feeling.

He moves towards me without hesitation or asking me for permission. He comes closer to me with every step he takes. My eyes widen and before I realise it, my body moves on his own and I'm holding my dagger to his neck.

But he doesn't move. He just looks at me. As if he knew my every thought and expected them all.

"There is the fire in you that I love so much. I was afraid it had extinguished." His voice. Deep and calming, it heals something within me that I thought was lost.

I can not think. It's a dream, it needs to be. I can only dream. He couldn't really be standing next to me.

The dagger in my hand is still directed to his neck, but his eyes are distracting me.

He distracts me from the real danger. Him.

His small smile leaves me trembeling and as his fingers slowly rise and brush my hair back, he leans forward despite my threating gesture.

I feel his lips against my ear. I inhale sharply, but I do nothing to move away from him. His hand moves lovingly along my arm, the touch feels as light as a feather.

"I knew you missed me, sweetheart." His hands begin to rub my back, finding their way to my neck to hold me tight against him. If I had any sense left in me, I would have pushed him away. Would have screamed and warned the camp.

But for the first time in all these months I feel alive again, feel at one with my heart. Because he is here. He holds all my love in his hands.

"Luke..." his name falls from my lips, it's like a blessing and torment at the same time. But more it feels like worship, like he's the only God I'm loyal to.

My mouth opens silently and I inhale his scent, as his lips brush against my cheeks. One of his hands pulls me closer to him, while the other one touches my face. His fingers stroke my lips, grabbing my chin and holding it up. Close to his own face.

I feel his breathing on my skin. My heart beats so fast that I almost vibrate with energy. I haven't felt so vivid in a long time.

Worse, I haven't felt so loved since he left.

"What do you want?" His lips ghost over my own, just a hint of what I could have.

"I-I want" I feel his smile, feel the butterflies that had died come back to life again. It's like his mere presence revives me.

His hands grip my waist, holding me tight to him, it makes my head float.

His lips brush my chin, leaving light kisses on my neck, making me feel desperate.

"Please, Luke-" The dagger falls from my hand and in the back of my mind, the noise of the weapon hitting the ground is like my death sentence.

But I pay no mind to that, my hands tangle into his hair and I try to stand on my tiptoes to reach him.

"You want me? Want me to kiss you?" Our foreheads touch. It's all forgotten, everything. Expect him. As if he had casted a spell in me to forget everything or maybe I just wanted to forget for that moment.

Then he kisses me.

And I think my consciousness left my body. I just want to be close to him, everything he gives, I will gladly take. His lips are hot against my own and a shiver runs through my body as his kisses become more possessive.

When he tries to pull away, I wrap my arms around him. A satisfied grin spreads across his face as he notices my desperation.

I just don't want him to disappear again.

He leaves several small kisses as if he was trying to summon me back to the real world, even though he obviously enjoys that I lose myself in him. He chuckles darkly, but it doesn't help me to clear my head. Almost immediately he lets his tongue graze my lower lip, asking to be let in.

His hands wander under my shirt and absentmindedly loosen my tight pants. When his fingers stroke my clothed middle, I moan silently. The sound echoes between our bodies and his tongue slides into my mouth, exploring every familiar spot. It almost takes all my breath away.

I feel a wetness forming in my underwear, the touch of his fingers alone isn't enough.

"You feel that? That pussy missed me too. Bet, you must have felt so empty without me. Don't worry, I'll make sure this never happens again."

Without warning me, he slides his fingers into my underwear and begins stroking slowly to tease me. His thumb presses against my clitoris with a delicious pressure, his mouth swallowing the sound that escapes me.

"God, I love seeing you like this. So fucking sweet and unable to resist me." His other hand slides to my face, touching my nose, lingering over my lips and tapping them.

Without thinking, I open my mouth, one of his finger sneaks in and presses decisively on my tongue. My head feels like it's floating in the middle of nowhere.

"That's how I like you, always so responsive. I'll take care of you, love. You'll feel so good in no time."

Then he pushes me against the large dining table and lifts me onto it. I open my eyes, see his blurry face infront of me and whimper slightly, when his hand leaves my pants.

"Shhh, my darling. I have something better planned for you."

He helps me take off my pants, my hips lift in support, and when the air hits my heated skin, I get goosebumps.

His fingers stroke my thighs and as he makes eye contact with me, he lowers himself to his knees. His lips gently touch the inner side of my thighs, he kisses along them until he hovers over my center. He grins deviously as he runs his tongue over the small piece of clothing, my eyes flutter and all I can hear is my heavy breathing.

His finger strokes me for a moment until he finally hooks one at the top of my underwear and slowly pulls them down my legs. It disappears into the dark, but judging by the rustling, he put it in his own pocket.

I look down at him, see his shining eyes and the adoring expression. Before I can say anything, he lowers his head and licks through my folds. His hands rest on my thighs, the grip so strong that it grounds me. My hands reach into his locks.

His nose brushes against my clitoris, and when a scream tries to escape me, I put my hand over my mouth.

The feeling of his tongue is so intense that all my thoughts focus on these movements. I let my hips press against his face in circular motions, my mouth hanging open as he continues pleasuring me with his tongue.

Then suddenly his mouth leaves me for a moment, he rises slightly and when I'm about to complain, he sinks a finger into me. My eyes almost roll back.

"Shut your pretty mouth and let me do my thing, understand?" I nod, but his finger feels so good, that I can't register all of his words. He shuckles.

"I don't think I've done a good job yet, if you can still concentrate. We have to change that, right?" His second finger pushes into me and makes scissoring movements, small muffled noises leave my mouth.

His other hand wanders across my stomach to my breasts until it it grasps my neck and squeezes lightly, a moan escapes me.

Then I hear his dark voice above me.

"If I could I would destroy you, God the things you do to me-" His mouth sucks a hickey on my neck, if he wanted to, he could probably break any resistance in me with just a few more movements of his lips.

His hand wanders down my sides. As I mess up his hair, he grabs my hands and pushes them onto the table.

A third finger is inserted into me and I feel a growing tight feeling inside me. It's getting darker around us and as I start to look for the lamp, he pinches my nipples under my shirt.

I whine in response. "It's getting dark, I-I only want to see you." For a moment his movements stop inside me and he just looks at me. His eyes so loving, that it almost makes my heart explode.

Then he pushes back my hair, which has come loose from my hair band and his hand cups the back of my head. Pushing my face forward a little, his lips linger on my forehead for a moment.

The butterflies in my stomach feel like they're going crazy. Probably because he drives me insane.

When he pulls back, he looks at me like I'm the only one who exists in this world.

It feels like our souls are coming together again.

His hand, which is still under my shirt, starts massaging my breasts and I breathe heavily, enjoying the gentle pulling and kneading of his hands.

"Take off my clothes, princess." My hands come up from the table to undo his belt, I pull his pants down a little and stroke his clothed member. He hisses quietly and pulls my shirt over my head, leaving me in my bra which he quickly undoes.

He kisses my breasts and leaves a trail down to my stomach. His hot breath makes me dizzy. When I pull down his underwear and grasp his member properly, he lifts his head. Heavy breaths escape him as I continue to stroke him and touch his tip with my thumb.

I see him shaking, but then his lips are on mine again and he's kissing me hot. His hand grasps my own and releases it from him, his fingers burying themselves in my hair to steer my head.

I look at him with glassy eyes.

"Come here" he whispers, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulls me towards him. His tip lingers over my entrance, his precum dripping onto me.

"Want you-" my voice is quiet but desperate. I'm sure I look like a complete mess.

"You want to be fucked, hmm? Are you sure you deserve it?" I nod like a complete idiot, but I don't care anymore.

His cock brushes against my entrance and as I try to push myself onto him, he holds my hips firmly.

Then he whispers "Would you let someone else fuck you? Allow someone to see you like that? Be willing to do anything just to get a cock? Would you?" He sinks into me so slowly that I can feel every vein. My head becomes heavy.

"Oh I know how quickly you get lost in your head, darling. But do you still know that it's me who fucks you so well?" His first powerful thrust leaves me unable to breathe, my hands desperately clinge to his shoulders.

"I think you should prove to me that you are only mine. Am I right?" I nod, trying my best to concentrate, but he's filling me so well.

"O-only you" at my words, he starts to move faster.

"That's right, princess. Only mine. Mine to fuck, mine to keep."

I drop my head onto his shoulder and moan, the feeling so good that I can only focus on it. His hand wraps around my waist and pushes me onto him, his thrusts increasing in force.

"S-so good...Luke, you f-feel so good"

"You dont get to come now, are you listening to me? You're going to pull yourself together and be a good girl." I whine, feel my eyes watering and I try to ignore the growing feeling in my stomach.

"Because if you don't listen to me, then the gods help you, I won't stop anytime soon." My hand grasps his neck and I try to make eye contact.

"Just a little more and you'll be where I want you. Hold on, princess" he slows down, looking into my eyes and cupping my neck. Fucking me slowly.

My mouth opens, but no words leave me. The brown of his eyes almost devours me. He hits a place deep inside me that only he can reach and my head begins to spin, I become almost boneless in his grip. I hear his voice in my ear, like an incantation.

"You are so good to me, darling. Just a little more-"

Then suddenly, my vision becomes blurry and I feel every touch of his, every fingertip, every strand of hair that brushes against me and the thrusts of his cock even more intense. My surroundings falls silent, I just lie in his arms and don't want anything else.

"I got you. Want to be good? Then come for me." So I let his hands work magic, they squeeze my clit and almost make me scream. His thrusts become more rough, his breathing ragged. My skin feels like it's on fire, my fingernails scratch his back.

"Just like that, darling. Do you feel how well I fill you up? You just need me, you hear me? Remember that in your pretty head. Only I am important. You just have to believe me."

With these words I come. His lips press against mine and it feels like he's stealing my soul. I can't bring myself to fight it.

When he comes too, I feel his seed inside me, feel him pushing it further into me. It almost makes me come a second time.

He pauses in his movements, placing kisses all over my skin. His fingers trace over me, shaping hearts and stars like those above us.

I feel so happy as we silently look at each other. I can't stop myself from saying the words out loud.

"I love you."

When I think he's about to kiss me, he pulls away. Drops his hands and just looks at me. I feel my heart sink painfully in my chest. The feeling makes me despair.

"You do?" My eyebrows furrow, I suddenly feel very exposed in front of him. I take my top and pull it over my head. His eyes follow my movements.

"Because you can only have one, princess. Me or them. You decide." It takes me a moment to remember, to realize that we are still in camp. To remember why things are the way they are.

Before I can say anything, he speaks again.

"Are you happy? Now that I'm here? Can you honestly say that you wouldn't change your mind if you could? Because, that's why I'm here, this time you can choose right. You can choose me."

"Luke, I want to choose you. I would always choose you. But I can't choose what you dedicated your life to. I cannot commit myself to the evil."

"You think I'm evil? You really think I'm doing the wrong thing? The gods are the ones who don't know any better. Who abandon their children. You are on their side, even though they themselves deceive and manipulate each other?" I always knew Luke hated the gods. That he blames them and especially his father for all the suffering. For every pain he had to go trough, even when he was still so young.

He takes another step towards me. I stand still, only watching him come closer again.

"You are naive if you think the gods care about anything other than themselves. They are deceitful, egoistic beings who must be destroyed. Then everything can start again, the world is better off without them. Being loyal to Kronos is the only way to ever be free."

I shake my head.

"Kronos will plunge everything into darkness, how can you not notice? It's worse than anything we could ever imagine. Luke, he doesn't want the happiness of his followers, he just wants power."

"So am I. You always knew that."

"No. I knew life wasn't easy for you. But I never thought you would give up everything just to get revenge."

"I didn't give up everything, just what was necessary. I will never give up on you, otherwise why am I here? I want you to come with me."

His hands cup my cheeks and look into my eyes. His one shine with desperation. As his request hangs like a weight over my shoulder, I feel everything inside me tighten.

He will leave me again.

"You...could stay? We'll be able to sort it out together, you can still make up your mind. Or let's escape, let's get away from here. Where nobody knows us."

"Princess, I want everyone to know who I am and what I've done to get there. I'm not hiding and you shouldn't be either. You dont achieve Glory that way."

"I'd rather be a loser than die. Because that will happen, if you continue to serve Kronos. How can you not know that the bad guys always lose?"

I look into his eyes. He is so close to me and yet so far away. It kills me.

"Because I won't lose. I never lose. And I won't lose you either."

#luke castellan #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #x reader #love #smut #fanfic #in love #love confessions #betrayal

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haroldthehuckleberry · 2 months

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Pregnant boy-toy part 2/3

cw: mpreg, sex, controlling language, speed pregnancy

we sat and spoke for a few hours about the baby but i couldnt take my mind off how fucking sexy he was, i dont know if its the hormones but his physique and just everything was sending me wild, luckily my mountain belly was hiding my rock-hard cock in my sweatpants. the same couldnt be said for him… his massive member was clearly solid in his tight jock strap, he moved on to the couch next to me and my cock and cunt only twitched for him more.

his massive hands rested on my belly that dwarfed the tanned, veined beauties on the end of his wrists, his right hand slipped my tight vest up over my mountain-belly letting every inch of its tight skin breathe meanwhile his left hand glided up and down my thigh as my cock twitched and my cunt pulsed for him. suddenly i looked at myself and realised how much id changed, normally no man could drive me crazy enough to want him this much but its true- i needed him. i needed to please him. a whimper of a moan slipped out my lips followed by his gruff voice saying “good boy” to sooth me, those goddamn words that pissed me off to no-end only months ago are now ruling me those two words nearly made me cum on the spot when he say this though he wasn’t impressed

“tut tut, no slut of mine cums before i allow it” he bellowed as he pinched my sensitive swollen nipple causing me to moan again and drizzle a little milk for the first time “s-s-sorry” i whimpered in hopes hed allow me to cum, “sorry *what*” he said assertively “sorry d-d-daddy” i mutter half ashamed at how far id fallen for this God-like man and half so turned on it was starting to hurt my cock, “what a good little slut” he grinned as he pulled me up by my back and escorted me upstairs…

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i lost count of how many times he came on my stomach of mass proportion but i was still not allowed. and i loved it. to think only jours ago i would have scoffed and rolled my eyes over being used like a machine but this is what i needed this whole time, i needed this man to control me. i assumed after i was finally allowed to cum i would leave and later plan the babies up-bringing but my daddy had different plans…

after another few hours of not cuming daddy finally let me and it exploded all over my belly-base as my cunt twitched and throbbed while his cock was being pulled out, i felt his spawn and his cum sloshing around inside me, i was full. maximum capacity. i didnt think my belly could get bigger when i arrived but it clearly has, i cant even sit up and i know daddy will only punish me if i ask for help so instead i ask permission to fall asleep, he grants me it before he gets me to suck him off one last time, i must obey.

after a great night sleep i expected to wake up to a slightly deflated belly as i assumed the cum would have been absorbed or whatever but no… my belly was EVEN bigger again my skin was so tight it looked nearly see through i looked about 18 months pregnant!! “WHAT THE FUCK!!” i screamed “shut it slut!” daddy shouted back twisting my pecs that had also swollen more over night, this pain added to the sight and feel of my belly immediately made my cock and cunt stand at attention ready for anything daddy wants me to do “p-p-please explain daddy” i beg trying not to make it obvious im ready for him whenever he wants me, “ you see,” he growls “my cum isnt like any other, i can get you pregnant no matter how far along you already are, and my spawn tend to grow bigger than the average” he puts his hand assertively on my globe of a stomach “normally my sluts come to me only a few months in so i have more time to utilise their breed-able bodies but you where naughty, you came to me late. so for this, i must teach you a lesson”

authors note:

thank you so much for the love on part one! i hope you enjoy this part too i have a rough plan for maybe one more part so unless i get an amazing idea there will probably be one more part to this series!

#cw mpreg #mpreg #mpreg belly #mpreg kink #mpregnancy #pregnant man #mpreg roleplay #mpreg caption #mpreg story #male pregnancy

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Kinktober 2023

Day Three: Shower / Bath Sex w/ Johnny “Soap” Mactavish

TW/ AFAB!reader, fingering, praise, use of pet names,

{Smut below the cut}

~i’m sorry this kinda sucks and i’m sorry it’s after october </3 it’s the thought that counts right

this relationship was always so hard on the both of you, with johnny always being gone on missions. it felt like you barely had any time to spend with each other recently, making you enjoy your time even more. choosing to spend every waking minute with each other to try and make up for lost time.

you settled down into the water of the bath, letting the warmth seep into your skin, finally feeling the chill from the awful weather fade away. today had been awful, between the rainy, cold, miserable weather and the fact johnny had missed dinner. again. it was no fault of his own, came with his chosen occupation and you knew that. it was just hard

you didn’t let yourself wallow in the feelings, wanting to make a good evening for yourself to try and cheer up. hence the bath, your best attempt at calming down.

you leaned your head back against the cool acrylic of the bath tub, letting the sound of your favorite music playing from your phone soothe you. letting yourself get so relaxed and comfortable you didn’t notice the sound of the front door opening. or the sound of heavy boots being kicked off. or the soft steps of someone walking up the stairs.

what you did notice was the bathroom door cracking open and your boyfriend peeking in to make sure you’re doing okay, figuring you’d be at least a little mad since he’d missed dinner.

you give johnny a soft smile as he makes his way over to you, leaning down to give you a soft kiss on your forehead.

“i’m so sorry i’m late love. big mission coming up. i couldn’t miss the meeting.. i hope i didn’t disappoint you” his voice comes out soft, or the softest you can get with an accent as thick as his

you quickly reassure him you weren’t upset, that you understood and quickly offered him into your bath with you. johnny didn’t hesitate, quickly stripping out of his uniform and sliding into the tub behind you. he pulls you to lay between his legs, thick arms wrapping around your stomach as his head rests on your shoulder.

“i’ve missed you. wish i wasn’t gone so much all the time. ‘s nice gettin to hold you like this. i miss it.” he presses another kiss to your shoulder, this one longer and more gentle.

no matter how many times you told him it was alright he never felt like he did good enough for you, always wanting to be a better partner for you, proving how much he loves and cares for you

“you’ll let me make it up to you, yeah ?” johnnys lips press against your neck now, kisses making their way up to your ear, causing you to shiver as his lips press against your skin. a soft “please?” coming from him.

you cant help but nod your head, wanting nothing more than to have some intimacy with him. all the time you’d spent separated from him recently made you crave him even more.

you turn your head back to catch his lips in a kiss, almost moaning at the contact, his hand comes up to rest on your cheek, holding your lips to his for a few extra seconds. his fingers on his other hand slowly move up and down your thigh, no real destination in mind, simply just wanting to be as close as possible.

“i’ve missed you” your voice comes out soft, a little breathy as his lips now suck lightly at your neck.

“i’ve missed you too my love, been thinking of being able to touch you like this again for so long” johnnys fingers brush up your thigh a little further “may i?”

he chuckles a little at how fast you nod your head, fingers now gently rubbing up your cunt, just barely enough for you to feel them

“fuck johnny please, don’t wanna be teased” you whine as his fingers just barely miss your clit.

“don’t worry baby. i have no plans on teasing you tonight” his fingers press firm against your clit, starting to rub in small, slow circles causing you to moan quietly. johnny presses a kiss to your temple as he praises you. “there you go baby, just like that. you always sound so good for me. such a good girl”

his fingers dip a little lower to your entrance, the tips of his fingers just barely pressing into you before he sinks two of his thick fingers into you. he gives you a moment to adjust before moving his fingers, making sure to curl them just right each time.

“you’re such a good girl for me. you take me so well. i want you to cum on my fingers when i tell you to. think you can do that for me ?” he watches as you nod quickly, already getting so close from just the little bit he’d touched you.

after a few more thrusts of his fingers he slips a third one in, feeling how tightly you squeeze down at the new feeling. johnny can tell you’re getting close at the way you cling to him and as your voice gets louder.

he reaches his other hand around your body to rub your clit lightly, smiling at the way your body reacts in his arms, struggling to push his fingers deeper into you “that’s it pretty girl, want you to cum all over my fingers”

it only takes a few more thrusts of his fingers before you whine loudly, body tensing as you cum hard around him. he pulls his fingers out of you and wraps his arms around you, holding you tightly against him, pressing kisses everywhere he can reach as he praises you.

“you did so good my love. so good. once we finish our bath can i show you how much i love you again in our bed ?”

#morgue.writes #kinktober 2023 #johnny mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish smut #soap x reader #soap mactavish smut #soap mactavish x reader

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privitivium · 2 months

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What about motherly/fatherly yan having an attention seeker reader. Reader only uses them for validation because reader has a big ego/narcissistic (reader WILL guilt trip them if they get scolded/punished).

Reader starts crying and ranting about their "bad past" if motherly/fatherly yan gets mad (basically playing victim because attention seeker!! :3)

bro, toxic reader is insane. love this, thanks anon.

motherly/fatherly w attention seeking male reader, tw;; narcissism,,, p sure. toxic reader, guilttripping, 3some sorta;; dick stroking/ass fucking. Yeah.

attention seeking... they wouldnt notice. not at all... to enraptured by ur charming personality. definitely not noticing when somethings up when they scold you for doing something you arent supposed to - and you pull out your bad childhood to back you up. "y-you're acting like m-my mom..." in a bad way. in a horribly bad way!!! mother feels so bad, heart clenching as you were sobbing in your hands as they surround you, cooing gently to comfort you, caressing you - telling you that youre not in trouble, theyre so sorry...

using them for validation, as an ego booster... hn. father coming up to you to compliment you, to tell you how much he misses you in his office - trying to guilt you to come with him, but you cant be beat at your own game... and with a kiss, departing after he showers you in caresses and praise,,,. rolling your eyes and slouching back once he leaves. your coworker giggling on how theyre so jealous that you have such a beautiful man loving on you like that - "oh, god, i know right? he's the best..." immediately brightening, making light conversation with them and saying how lovely he is to you,,,

ㅡ"y-you... you dont love me, do you..." you murmur, choking back tears as you held your hands to your eyes - trembling.

"w-what? you..." immediately, he was wrapped around you, nuzzling into the side of your head and hands rubbing along your shoulders - "i do love you... i'm sorry. i didnt mean to get so upset." immediately apologizing after seeing what it did to you; he's tried so hard to tone it down everytime you wanted to do something that was against his rules - ( hanging out with friends, being on the phone for excessive amount of time, on call...) "i-i love you..." mothers' voice trembles, and you sigh. humming in content as you brush your tears away using his shoulder. hm.

ㅡ"you know how that makes me feel!" crying out, frustrated with father as you held your fists to your head; gripping your skull. "d-don't yell at me for something so trivial - it shouldnt matter who i spend my lunch hour with!" nearly sobbing in frustration, just to really play it up. choking back tears and flinching away from fathers' fingers as he tries to reach for you - to hold you, to bring you into his chestㅡ"d-don't... touch me. you're acting ... too much like them." you grit, playing your cards just right to make him stop in his tracks - his bottom lip quivering at the thought of being so reminiscent to a bad role of your past,,,

ㅡ"y-you don't love me..." mother stroking your cock soothingly, mumbling gentle words of affection and how he loves you so much - they just think youre insecure,,, father in front of you, cock buried deep inside your innards n making you feel full... doesnt help that hes caressing your thighs and your abdomen,,,,, mother jerking you off, so dutifully twisting his wrist and - giving you all the attention you craved.

#motherly yan!#x male reader #yandere x male reader

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seung-mong · 9 months

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help can we get a hurt / comfort but still smutty pt2 to that chef!minho drabble !!

omg no bcus for real after he fucks you he's literally obsessed.

he tries to remind himself to stay professional, you're still both here to work and uphold the reputation of his restaurant. he can't have you feeling like you're his favorite. he also cant have you feeling that since you're his favorite, you'd get special treatment. but minho can't help himself.

he needs to spoil you, needs to remind you every day that you're his and his alone. he's a naturally possessive man, and who wouldn't be? especially when it comes to pretty little you with your cute little smile and oh, when you stutter out an apology for being late? god he can literally feel his heart melting.

but besides his possessive nature, there's a side to minho that you are yet to discover.

he's protective of what's his.

you knock on minho's office door, trying to keep the tears at bay, swallowing down the lump that's stubbornly lodged in your throat. minho smiles when he sees your silhouette, putting aside his laptop.

"come in."

minho's smile starts to fade when he sees you, tears already streaking down your cheeks as you look to the floor. you awkwardly shuffle on your feet after closing the door behind you, head hanging low in shame as you refuse to let him see you cry.

and minho sees red.

who the hell made you cry? dont they know he's the only one who can make you cry? or are you hurt? did somebody do something to you?

"what's wrong, kitten?" minho tries to keep his voice steady, feigning composure.

you only sniff, still refusing to look minho in the eyes.

he swears to god if it was that bitch soyeon again.

"uhm- there's... there's someone who wants to speak with you chef." your voice is small, and minho catches the way your breath shakes at the end of your sentence.

"who, y/n?" his voice is stern.

"he- the critic, mr. park- he came again and asked for that impossible dish of his with the beef wellington and the consomme and i messed up again and i'm so so sorry, minho. he- he spat it out right in front of me and i've never been more embarrassed and he... he asked me to fetch you." you start to ramble, genuine fear settling in your stomach when minho exhales loudly, stepping out from behind his desk to walk towards you.

"you served it?" silence when you nod. "what else did he say to you?" his voice is surprisingly soft, gentle fingers finding yours and bringing it up to his chest. "tell me what he said to you."

you look up at him, surprised to see his eyes are gentle despite the harshness of his voice, and you cant help the little tears that start to brim at your waterline, just barely about to fall.

"he- he called me useless, said i was good for nothing. just a pretty face." you hiccup, trying so hard not to break down in front of your boss.

now, minho likes to think he's a level-headed man. he's never snapped at his staff no matter how utterly completely useless they are. never scolded anyone for taking a wrong order, preferring to gently urge them to do better next time.

but this?

oh.

he cant let this slide.

he lets out a deep exhale before moving towards you, gently encasing his fingers around your wrist and pulling you towards him.

"follow me. you're going to stand beside me while we have a little chat with mr. park, understood?"

but the thought of going out there, in front of all those people he embarrassed you in front of, sends a wave of panic and fear into your stomach. "minho," you try to pull away from him, but his grip tightens.

"listen to me." his tone is final, dark eyes staring into yours, letting you know there's no point in arguing. "no one makes my girl cry. you understand?"

"yes, sir." you mumble, letting minho lead you past the kitchens and into the dining hall.

minho can see his staff from his peripheral vision, some whispering with excitement with the scene to come, others shaking their heads in disapproval. he weaves through the crowd, hand still clasped tightly with yours. he offers a tight lipped smile to his usual customers, nodding in acknowledgment when others raise their glass to him.

you can feel your cheeks burn when you finally reach a table near the very center of his restaurant, glancing to the side to see that other diners have shifted a little closer to you in hopes of hearing the conversation.

"ah, mr. lee! it's great to see you again." mr. park smiles condescendingly at the young chef, who can only bite the inside of his cheek at the sickeningly sweet tone of the older man's voice.

"wish i could say the same for you." minho mumbles under his breath, but the critic hears him, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.

"excuse me?" he scoffs, dropping his fork next to his plate.

"mr. park, you asked to see me? i'd prefer if we skipped the pleasantries and get straight to the point." minho's voice is firm, fingers still gently intertwined with yours.

mr park's eyes flicker to the way he holds your hand, and leans back into his chair with a chuckle. "so this is what this hostility was about. you're offended that i complained about your...." his eyes rake your figure, sending a shiver down your spine when he smirks. "sous chef? well, i'm a critic mr. lee. i was only being honest. how can a sous chef not know how to make beef wellington?" mr. park adds a condescending laugh and minho can feel the way you shake beside him.

minho fights the urge to jump the man in front of him, instead giving him a tight lipped smile before taking another step forward. "get out of my restaurant."

"excuse m-"

"you don't fucking disrespect my staff, do you understand? i dont give a shit if you're the best critic in this town, write a bad review give us 0 stars i dont give a shit. now, get out of my face before i call security."

mr. park freezes, eyes narrowing before he lets out a dark chuckle. "you're making a big mistake, lee minho. there's plenty of other fine dining restaurants in this town. those who's sous chefs know how to make wellington. you're finished in this town." he abruptly stands, grabbing the table napkin and wiping his mouth before throwing it into his unfinished food.

you feel minho take another step forward, but your grip on his hand tightens as you pull him close to you. "don't."

minho lets out a deep exhale as he looks around, shutting his eyes tight when he realizes that everyone had stopped eating to watch the scene unfold. "i apologize for disrupting your meal. please, have a wonderful rest of your night." his voice is small, but it seems to echo through the silence of the dining hall. he promptly returns to the kitchens, with you trailing behind him- hand still clasped with his.

"say it for me, baby." minho whispers directly into your ear, cheek almost touching yours as you whimper.

"d-don't make me... s'embarrassing." you whine, knuckles turning white from the tight grip you have on your boss' desk, papers and supplies scattering the floor as his desk threatens to give out from minho's harsh thrusts.

"say it. or i'll stop and leave you here." minho hisses, grip on your hips tight as he thrusts even deeper, tip of his cock kissing the deepest parts of you.

"i'm... i'm more than- a, a pretty face." you huff, voice breaking and cutting off when minho's every thrust.

"what a good girl," he hums, leaning down so his chest presses againt your sweaty back. "no need to listen to anyone else, baby. i know you best, yeah?" he kisses your bare shoulder before his teeth sink in, making you hiss at the pain.

you shudder when hie hands find yours, palm against the back of your hand before he locks his fingers with yours. "need to fuck you properly, get you in my bed. my girl deserves better than a quickie in my office." he huffs, sweetly kissing the back of your neck.

"y-your girl?" you whimper, biting down on your bottom lip when you let out a high-pitched sound from how deep he's fucking you.

"yes. my girl. mine only, you understand?" his hand harshly comes down against your bare ass, sure to leave an imprint of his hand in its wake.

good, he thinks. he wants you to remember how he made you feel every time you move.

"yes, i- i understand." you answer, knowing how well it pleases him when you respond.

"only i can make my girl cry." his voice is threatening, hitting deeper and harder when he starts to feel you shake, knowing how shaky you get when you're close.

minho groans when he feels you clench around him, grip on your hips tightening as he fucks you through your high before he cums, voice thinning as he whimpers at the feel of your pussy milking him. he kisses your back when he calms down, basking in the way your breathing starts to even out. you wince when he pulls out of you, cringing at the feeling of his cum dripping down your thighs.

there's silence as minho cleans you up, digging from behind his desk for a couple of wipes before he gently starts wiping at you.

"don't listen to what they say about you, do you understand?" his voice is suddenly serious, planting a soft kiss on your inner thigh. your cheeks flush at the intimacy, taking minho's hand when he offers to help you stand.

"say it. say you won't listen to them."

"i wont listen to them."

"only to me."

"only to you."

taglist: @abcdefgiwsmcty@n034sy@148-seungmin

#seung mong!#skz smut #ask seung mong anything!#send lily more asks pls #skz #skz fanfic #minho x reader #minho smut #leeknow x reader #lee know smut #chef minho again??#is he becoming a regular hmm hmm

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wannabelife · 10 months

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telepathy – myg

paring: yoongi x afab reader

genre: smut

warnings: phone sex, fingering, handjob, descriptive, multiple orgasms, dirty talk

a/n: i missed yoongi on stage so muuuch!! like wdym tour ended?? :((( did u all watch the final?? also, i cant believe he's already leaving :((((( here's a lil something to help us cope :)

and there you are again, screen in front of you while agust d performs live but far away from you. you dont really know why you summit yourself to this. you could just ignore it and go to bed, but you can't.

since tour, yoongi and you can not always call each other, because of schedule, work but especially timezones. being away for quite some time just makes you a bit more needy than usual. also, the way he's sweating on stage, hip thrusting to nothing, growling, and working his hands on the guitar doesn't help at all.

you decide to shut the computer screen since this lack of attention is getting you frustrated. there's nothing more you can do.

a hour fly by of you trying to sleep, but your mind just can't seem to leave you alone today. you turn around on the bed to light the lamp on your nightstand as you grab your phone, checking the time, it is already past midnight. you know yoongi's concert had already finished around this time. you stare at your phone contemplating if you should call him or not.

maybe you should, whats the real bad in that? at least, you could try. you disk the numbers and wait for an answer on speaker.

"hello" yoongi's voice echoes in the room, sounding lower and raspier than usual because of all the singing and shouting on stage. you cant put a finger on it but at the moment it hits your ears, you feel your stomach tingles.

"hi, its me" you reply hating that you sound weak.

"i know its you" he let out a giggle and you can sense he's smiling "how are you?"

"im fine, what about you? was the show tiring today? you looked excited"

"i dont really feel it since im just happy to be on stage" you nod at his words even tho he cant really see you. after a small time of silence, he adds "were you watching?"

"what? your show? of course i was"

"what do you think?"

"what do you mean what i think?" you laugh a little because why would it matter "i like it... i like it a lot... its quite frustrating tho, just watching, not able to act— hm, act on... i mean, its nice, i like it a lot"

you can hear him laughing out loud on the other side while you just want to hang up on him and ignore everything. why would you ramble and stutter like that? there's no real reason for it.

"act on what? you didnt finish"

"i cant really come up what i was going to say"

"i know you are lying, yn. just go ahead and say it what you were thinking. act on what?"

"act on... my thoughts"

"and what is it that you imagine?"

"why does it matter anyways? they are just thoughts"

"why cant you just say you miss me? aren't you enough needy to ask for me?" you blush at his straightforwardness, not so unusual but always surprising.

"i am. i am needy for you, yoongi. i miss you so much. i want you but cant have you right now, and its so fucking frustrating" you groan more to yourself but that affects him too.

"tell me what is it that you miss so much, maybe i can help"

"your touch, yoongi. your perfect mouth on me"

he inhales after hearing you, his cock threatening to get hard at just the thought of it. the thought of you. he misses your touch too, the way you suck him like no one else does, the way you know all his right spots. the pretty sounds you make when he's on you and the way you two can go from raw and needy to passionate and slow. he misses having multiple rounds with you.

"does my slut miss it that much?"

you whine at the possessiveness in his voice, its true, you're his little slut after all.

"come on, bring the toy i bought you to your side. let me help my baby cum"

you hate how excited you feel at his words, jumping out of bed in one montion to do what he asked you, taking all of your clothes off in your way back, staying spreed naked for him even tho he cant see you.

"im already naked for you"

"how needy" he smirks to himself "send me a picture just to make sure you're right for me"

you open the camera on your chat room with him, making sure to open your pussy with your two middle fingers so he can see it perfectly. as you send it, you can hear the notification ring on the other side.

"you look so beautiful. lay down for me" he hears the bed sheets making a sound as you get comfortable and when it dies down, he assumes you're just right to get it started "i need you to suck your fingers for me, understood? when you are done bring them to your beautiful nipples"

you do as he says and after you suck them wet with your saliva, you use it to carass your nipples. your eyes closing at the feeling.

"babe, tell me how many fingers have you sucked?"

"four" as you deliver your answer, he lets out a low moan at the thought of it, he always knew your mouth can take a lot "what you want me to do?"

"keep massaging your pretty titties" you keep going but this is not enough right now, like he heard your thoughts, he speaks again "now pinch your nipples for me" you moan at the amazing feeling hitting you "i miss biting your pretty nipples and getting those moans myself" you cant help your legs closing for some kind of friction, your core begging for attention.

"i need more, yoongi-ah" you whine.

"alright alright, you can touch yourself now, but you cant touch your clit"

you whimper, a bit desperate trying to reach the pleasure he's keeping away from you.

"what's that? are you complaining?"

"no" as you obey him, you bring your finger to your core, teasing your entrance.

"tell me, how wet are you?"

"not much" you slide your finger up and down your bare pussy, not reaching your clit as he asked.

"gotta prepare that tight cunt, right?" you are just able to babble a small hmm as an answer as you start to feel the tension building between your legs "you can get on your clit now since you're doing so good for me, such a good girl"

as you slide again on your folds, you finally get where you need the most. you start drawing circles on your clit in a small motion at first. the wet noises getting louder each stroke as you pick up your pace. feeling like he deserves more too, you get the speakers close to your core so it can capture the wet sounds as you masturbate "can your heart it, yoongi? it's for you, all because of you"

"you're doing so great, my pussy slut, getting me so hard"

you keep moaning, your pussy clenching and as if he was there with you, feeling you himself, he speaks up "can you enter a finger for me?"

"yes– yes, oh my god... thank you, thank you" you enter with your middle finger, going in and out slowly to ajust. as you're fingering yourself, you get your thumb on your clit again doubling the feeling. you add another finger whimpering at the sensation inside you.

you're able to hear yoongi's bealt getting undone "baby, you are doing so good, keep going for me" you hear muffled sounds of movements on the other side of the line as a spitting sound hit your ears. yoongi spits on his hands, getting it to stroke lazily at his hard cock.

"curl your fingers, baby, make yourself cum"

you curl your two middle fingers inside you "its not enough" you grunt.

"i know, i know. my fingers and cock can reach so much more, make you feel so much better" you whimper, not able to stop the moans because you cant have him right now "just keep going, you're doing great" you fasten your fingers, moaning louder when your other hand start to work faster on your clit.

"who's cunt is it?"

"yours, yoongi. only yours"

"that's right. mine. mine tight beautiful cunt, fits me so perfectly" you can start to hear yoongi working on his cock, the sound getting louder, him leaving low gasps every now and then.

"im close" the built on your stomach getting closer to the edge each minute as your head is thrown back and eyes shutting.

"cum for me, yn" and you do. after his command, you let it go. goosebumps spreading all over your body as you mewl.

"get the toy i asked you" his voice sounds out of breath compare to before. your mind going blank, having a hard time to process his words after your high, but you get the sex toy either way. bringing it to life, the buzzing sound being easy to be heard "good girl" he praises you for obeying so nicely everything he asks.

the screen of your phone lights up, and you can see yoongi is facetiming you. you answer fastly, placing it on the desk in front of your bed, so he has a great view of it and you. he's half naked, his cheeks a bit rosy and his hand on his cock. he grazes his thumb on its head, collecting more precum from it as he sighs in relief.

you spread yourself in front of the screen, finally bringing the toy to your clit. feeling sensitive post orgasm, you whine at the slight pain it brings you that it's not bad at all.

"get another finger inside, i know you can take it" you moan and slowly add the third finger inside you, curling it up, making you see stars "fuck, look at me, yn" he pleads.

you do. he's faster on his length as he brings his other hand to caress his balls. yoongi moans audibly now, watching you without blinking, nipples hard, your fingers working on your cunt, and he can see it clenching around them too.

you fight the urge to close your eyes to keep the eye contact, the overstimulation hitting you as you circle the toy on your clit. your legs threatening to close as the built starts again "that's right, my babe is going to give me another one"

"cum with me, yoongi, please" he hears you, swearing at the view, at your words, at the feeling. your body goes stiff for a second, your legs trembling and a whine coming out in high pitch as you are cumming again. the toy leaving your hand hitting the floor with a sound, just the three fingers fighting to prolong your orgasm.

yoongi cant stop staring at your form, your pretty sounds and your eyes rolling back from the pleasure "fuck, im close" he says and you finally start to relax, all the cum dripping from your core weting the mattress as he cant help it anymore. he's coming undone with a moan.

both of you breathing loudly and fast, as your chests goes up and down, waiting for the comedown.

"you are amazing" he sighs.

#yn #bts #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts smut #yoongi fanfic #suga smut #suga fanfic #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts yoongi #min yoongi imagine #yoongi ff #yoongi smut #yoongi scenarios

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thechaoticplayer · 4 months

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I just read your Fulgur hate sex fic, and holy shit man, that was some good food. Thanks for the meal-

I adore seeing dom reader, so if it’s not too much to ask (meaning I’m completely fine if you skip this request.) Could I get something similar, to the Fulgur fic, but with Vox instead?

I’m delulu, sorry-

Thanks for the lovely content tho!

Author's Note: dom reader dom reader dom reader *chants it like a spell* also tysm for the compliment widheie this request made me giggle n shit

Summary: Vox claims to be always dominant, that no one in the world could possibly make the voice demon submissive. You decide to find that out for yourself.

Contains: dom! reader, oh my sub Vox, disgusting smut, bondage, stuffing something in Vox's mouth to shut his ass up, degrading, my what a dirty fucking drabble this is (cant even count as a fic bc it's so fucking short wtf)

"I'm the most dominant male in all of NIJISANJI," VOX AKUMA declares, with a dramatic flip of his long black hair. You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his dramatic self.

"I bet I could dominate your ass," you reply, leaning across the table.

You and Vox were hanging out at his home for an off collab. You two weren't streaming right now, however. that wouldn't be for a good couple of hours.

It would be a good idea to find out something you've been wanting to know for a while anyway.

Vox's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Oh? You think so?" He leans down to your level, elbow on the table to look you in the eye. "That's a rather brazen declaration, no?"

"I wouldn't say something and not back it up with anything factual," you answer, smiling innocently. "I'm not a liar, baby."

"Well I-" Vox pauses, suddenly catching onto the pet name. "I... well. Uh."

You've been watching his streams for a really long time, even before you became a streamer yourself. Let's say, you researched beforehand. One stream he had said the one thing that would fluster him was randomly flirting with him.

"What's wrong, my darling Vox?" You whisper, tapping his nose with a finger. He blinks, a small blush spreading through his cheeks. "Cat got your tongue?"

"Silly girl. You? You're just a cute little kitten trying to play with fire," he responds with a smirk, taking your wrist in his hand. "I'm double your size, sweetheart."

"The bigger they are, the harder they fall, yeah?" You reply calmly, not even fazed. "How about we make a bet?"

Vox raises a brow. "Hmm. Depends on what is at stake."

"Your pride," you grin, bringing his knuckles to your lips. "Or mine. Whoever moans or says the other's name, is the loser."

"What are you suggesting exactly?" Vox asks, trying to hide his smirk.

"Don't play stupid, demon," you scoff, biting his finger hard and he hisses slightly. "Sex. You. Me. Whoever breaks first is the loser."

"My, wanting to have sex with me that badly?" Vox chuckles. "Before stream? This could go on for hours and hours. I don't bow down that easily."

"Oh, you will," you say matter-of-factly.

You pick up your big bag from the floor and drop it on the table with a thud. You unzip without hesitation to reveal rope and a pair of handcuffs. And...

You pluck out a shiny collar and leash with a evil glint in your eye. "You'll be the one begging, Mister Vox Akuma."

"Kinky thing you are," Vox rumbles, watching you with growing lust in his eyes. "As if I'd let you put that shit on me."

"It's all apart of the bet. I'm sure you'll break within moments. But, if you don't want to and wanna pussy out instead..." You trail off, the edge of your mouth quirking up as you await his response.

Vox is visibly mulling the statement over as you spin the handcuffs with a finger. "How long do I have to hold out for?"

"An hour," you say, nodding. "I don't want to break you too much."

"Confident bitch," Vox retorts.

"Just get on the damn couch. We don't have all day."

Grumbling but obviously aroused; the tent in his pants evident. You chortle, bringing the "toys" over to his couch.

"So what, I just sit here and let you have your way with me?" Vox asks, plopping down on the couch.

"Without moaning like a whore," you add, snapping the rope with a tilt of your head.

"You're starting to scare me a bit with that look in your eye," Vox jokes as you slide into his lap.

You shrug, closing the distance between you and him. A feather light kiss as you slowly grind against his hard erection. The voice demon grunts softly, but is stubbornly refusing to give in.

You giggle against his lips, starting to bind his hands together. "You're already starting to break?"

"Listen here bitch," Vox growls as he leans forward, and you surprisingly don't fall back.

You tighten the rope harshly and you notice his hands twitch. You smirk. "What's wrong? scared of not being in charge? a pity."

He opens his mouth, probably to spit venomous words but you quickly shove a ball gag in his mouth. You clip it behind his head and sit back as his eyes widen in shock.

"I'm going to need you to settle down," you explain, scooting backwards until your feet touch the floor and you kneel on the floor. You begin unbuttoning his pants. "It'd be difficult for me to do this next part if you're squirming and all that."

A small chuff of disbelief, but he allows you to do what you wish. His length is released from its confine, standing to attention. Hard, and extremely girthy. In other words, Vox is fucking huge. But that won't be a problem.

With a hand, you begin to pump the base of his erection, tracing a vein with your fingertip. You observe his FACIAL expressions, the way his eyes darkened with each pump. You smirk, sticking out your tongue to press it flat against his tip. You lick his erection, the other hand rubbing circles over his slit that was already leaking pre cum.

With your ministrations, Vox grunted softly, your touches light and teasing. He wanted his cock in your mouth already, but you're too stubborn to do so. Pumping faster, kissing his fat tip lightly. Vox growls deep in his throat, getting agitated, fidgeting hands but them being tied up, he was helpless. Vox jerks his hips up slightly, almost slipping his cock inside your mouth if you weren't quick enough.

"Patience, big boy."

As punishment, you slow your pace, which causes Vox to groan through the gag. You smirk, finding his frustration rather amusing. Kitten licking his pulsating dick while his legs twitched.

Then you decide enough is enough, you want this man moaning already. Only fifteen minutes in.

You open your mouth and his cock hits the back of your throat. You can't fit the whole thing in your mouth, it would be impossible, so you stroke the base with a hand. Bobbing your head up and down and nearly gagging but not because your pride is on the line, duh.

Vox is obviously surprised by the sudden action, but isn't complaining. Head thrown back as his chest heaves, holding back any sort of sound. Biting down on the gag so hard, you were surprised it didn't break.

"What's wrong?" You ask for a brief moment, taking your air in before enveloping your mouth around Vox once more.

He grunts in response, bucking upward and repeatedly his tip touches the back of your throat. You groan, the vibrations shooting up Vox's cock and his legs quiver. Breathing rapidly as his eyes flutter shut, a small whimper slipping past his lips.

You instantly halt your movements, pulling away from Vox's length, the drool from your lower lip connecting with the angry red tip. Vox makes a sound, something between a whine and a protest. His cheeks are flushed red and the rope rubs against his pale skin harshly.

"Poor poor demon," you coo, digging your nails into his thighs. Vox closes his eyes for a second. "Do you want to cum? I know you're close. Just let out all the noises and I'll let you cum and let you go."

Something like a scoff comes out his mouth, refusing to meet your gaze. You roll your eyes, leaning close to his member and twirling your tongue on the tip. Another small whimper and a jerk.

You stand up and unclip the gag in his mouth and tilt your head. "What will it be, Vox Akuma? Either you give up and let me win, or I keep constantly edging you and edging you so bad, and do nothing about it until the hour is up."

You cock an eyebrow at him, waiting. You give his cock a lazy pump and he moans quietly.

"Alright, alright! You win! just..." Vox trails off.

"Hmm?" A harsh pump and he releases a shaky moan again.

"Let me cum," he begs, twisting his hands around the rope that restrained him. "please. I can't..."

You smile sweetly before going down on him.

Vox doesn't hide his loud moans anymore, sweat collecting on his skin as the orgasm hits him hard. Head against the pillow, mouth wide open as he whimpers and grunts and moans. Twitching and quivering and begging.

You found what you were looking for.

#nijisanji #nijisanji en #vtuber #nijien #nijisanji smut #nijisanji x reader #luxiem #Vox akuma #vox akuma x reader #Luxiem smut #Vox akuma smut

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footygirl114 · 1 year

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Suspirando (Alexia Putellas x Reader)

Angst as y’all wanted! Can’t promise you’ll be happy

As you wrap up your conversation with the Levante striker you had been battling all game you notice Alexia near the stands with a group of fans talking to her. Heading over towards her you can’t help but notice the tense set of her shoulders, and it immediately puts you on guard. As you get closer you can hear the snippet of a question being asked of her from someone in the back of the crowd.

“Is it true you got dumped?” and “is La reina really single?”

Knowing how hurt she is you immediately step closer and wrap your arm around her shoulder as you tell the crowd “You all can see Ale at next weeks game, thanks for supporting” and you guide her away. What you fail to notice is how as soon as your arm wrapped around her and she heard your voice she visibly softened knowing you had her back.

“Thanks for the rescue Y/N, I hasn’t sure how to shut that down” she says quietly to you still tucked under your arm.

You let out a laugh and tell her “I know that Ale, you are too sweet for this world”

She pinches your side as you laugh and pull away from her slightly and ask her “are you okay?”

“I will be, it has to hurt less at some point right?” she asks you softly eyes downcast.

Unable to see her like that you pinch her side and say “come on I have your favourite ice cream in my freezer and we can watch High school musical for the 1000th time”

She pauses before you both turn down the tunnel and she tells you “You are my favourite you know?” and she continues down the tunnel as you stand there staring at her walk away.

Her words settled deep into your stomach and you feel the butterflies that always tend to flutter whenever you are near her. She would never know but you have had a crush on her since she befriended you last year when you transferred to Barcelona from Arsenal. You were lost and alone and she became your rock.

It was hard not to fall for her when she was a sweet to you as she is, but she has always been with her girlfriend. You told your self you would keep this buried away and take whatever relationship you could get from her. Yet every-time she says something like that, even more so now knowing she’s single, you can feel your heart flutter and the butterflies flap in your stomach.

“Y/N! Lets go” you hear as Mapi walks by and smacks you on the back of your head shaking you out of your musings as you continue down the hallway listening to the echo of the fans still in the stadium.

Later that evening when you are mid way through high school musical 2 you look over to the other side of your bed and see Alexia passed out asleep. You can’t help but watch her for a few minutes and notice that she looks so relaxed like this, so open and so beautiful. Catching yourself before you end up too creepy feeling you get up and turn the tv off and the bed side table light off, grabbing your pillow on the way out.

You settle on the couch and as you drift off to sleep you cant help but wish that things were different. That she wasn’t heartbroken and that she could see you for you were and that maybe things would work out in the end. Yet you still keep that little seed of hope in the bottom of your chest, and you fall asleep knowing that you will be there for her no matter what.

When the sun hits your face in the morning you kick yourself for not closing the blinds, when you open your eyes you are startled to see Alexia sitting in the chair with a cup of coffee and her phone, she notices you moving and asks “Y/N why did you sleep out here?”

Trying to avoid the question you sit up and stretch and ask her “did you make me a coffee?”

“Yes, it’s in the pot. Don’t avoid the question like I know you are trying to do Y/N” she tells you.

Rolling your eyes you tell her “I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable so I figured it was best to sleep out here”

She sighs and gets up and moves to sit beside you on the couch where she wraps an arm around your shoulders and says “you are very sweet, but the only reason I felt comfortable enough to actually fall asleep was knowing you were there Y/N”

You lean into her and say “still I wouldn’t do that without you knowing Ale.”

“Well do you want to hear what I found out online this morning?” she asks you with a laugh.

You love that she knows you enough to know you were uncomfortable with the questioning but you indulge her change of subject and tell her “I told you to stay off twitter Ale.” You get up and continue to the kitchen and make your self a coffee as you ask “are you going to tell me?”

“The fans are shipping us, they think we’re together.” As she finishes you are so happy you hadn’t taken a sip of your coffee yet as you can not believe what just came out of her mouth. Taking a moment before you finish with your coffee and turn towards her and notice her eye glued to her phone.

“what is it Ale?”

Shaking her head she says “she liked it, she liked multiple of the posts that are shipping us. She texted me too”

“Who? What?”

“Y/N this is genius, this may just work. It’ll make her jealous and she will realise she misses me and this whole thing was a mistake.” At this point Alexia has stood up and made her way towards you. You are still standing in the kitchen with a confused look on your face as she asks “Will you do this with me Y/N?”

“what? Ale what are you talking about?” you ask her.

She steps closer to you and says “She’s jealous Y/N, she’s always been jealous of you and I. This is the chance to make her realise she’s missing me and get her back. I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend so I can do this.”

Staring at her you are very confused as it sound like she wants you to do what you have always dreamed of but to fake it. Still standing there stock still you do not know what to say to her.

“Y/N, please I wouldn’t ask this of you if I didn’t think it would work. It’s perfect and it’ll just be a bit of flirting in front of the cameras Y/N” she pleads with you.

You already knew you couldn’t say no to her, but hearing the desperation in her voice you only have one question “do you really love her Ale?”

“Si, I do”

“then okay, I’ll do it for you.” You tell her with a small smile, and you watch as the smile lights up her face and you know this was going to be the hardest thing you did, but you would walk through fire if it meant seeing her happy again.

Over the next few weeks nothing changed in your relationship too much, you still hung out, you still felt like she was your best friend, and you both still crushed it on the footy field. The only difference was anytime you were in public she would be a little more touchy with you. Whether it would be holding your hand, or a hand on your arm, or the one that would make your heart flutter the most, she would tuck your hair behind your ear and caress your cheek.

You knew logically that it was all a show, but your heart couldn’t get the memo and would beat like crazy anytime she would do something to convince the fans you were together. It sucked but you kept reminding yourself that this was for her, and to make her happy.

The next away game the team had, you ended up sitting beside her on the bus, you were sat on the aisle with Alexia on the window. It was a few hour bus ride so you had settled in for a long ride. The rocking of the bus and the complete lack of sleep the night before meant that you ended up slowly falling into slumber.

Unaware of what you were doing you ended up with your head on her shoulder with your cheek pressed into her arm. Her presence always made you comfortable and you knew it helped you to fall asleep.

What you were unaware happened when you were asleep was that Claudia had started filming a tiktok video, going seat to seat to ask what everyone was listening to. When she came up to your row Alexia had leaned in and pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, where the camera caught everything.

Waking up you felt the stopping of the bus as it pulled up to your destination, you shake the sleep of your eyes and lean back into your seat where you turn to Alexia and say “I am sorry about that, you could have pushed me off you”

She shrugs and says “It’s okay Y/N, I am glad you slept. I know this week has been rough on you.”

You smile at her and look down at your phone and see notification of being tagged in a tiktok video. You laugh and yell out to Claudia “What did you do now Pina!”

All you hear back is laughter and you meet Mapi’s eyes who has a soft look that you can’t understand. You look at her with a confused look when you are interrupted by Alexia elbowing you and yelling out “Pina! I am gonna kill you”

The resulting laughter makes you curious so you load the app and watch the video, the first thought you have is how adorable of a scene it was with Alexia, the second is how you cant help but think that maybe she did it for the video. You do not have an extra moment to think about that as the team stands to gather their stuff to get off the bus.

You were on autopilot as you followed the team off the bus, into the change room and start getting ready to head out for warm up. You are fully lost in the spiral of your thoughts until you hear Alexia say your name to your left. When you look up you are met with her standing there holding out her phone to you.

Reading the text she has pulled up on screen you immediately see it's her ex, and the text thread between the two of them. The most recent message is from the ex and it says “I’m not over you Ale, I saw the tiktok, we need to talk.” As you finish reading the message you feel your heart drop into your stomach and you have to swallow down the overwhelming urge to vomit.

Taking a deep breath you meet her eyes and say quietly “I’m happy for you Ale.”

She smiles and says “thank you Y/N, it wouldn’t take much longer till I have her back”

Before you can answer Mapi has walked up and pats you on the back and says “come on partner I need you for warm ups.”

You spare a brief small towards Alexia and you follow Mapi out of the room and you tell her “Thanks Maps.”

She smiles and puts and arm around your shoulders and tells you “I am here for you Y/N, but I think we should kick ass first”

You shove at her and take off towards the field with a laugh, knowing that you need to shake this off and play the game you know how to play.

It was less than a week later when you had your next home game, after an easy 6-0 victory you had hung around to chat with some fans. You had been moving a long the railings taking pictures and signing autographs, when you got to the end you got to a group of women. The 5 of them were all in Barcelona jerseys all with Alexia on the back except for one. They were cute and she caught your eye.

You would never think of doing anything with a fan, but you have to admit seeing a cute girl in your jersey was something you had a very hard time saying no to. The conversation was light and there was a definite flirty undertone but it was nice to feel like someone wanted you for you, and not just to make someone else jealous.

You didn’t think anything of it but the girl had placed a hand on your forearm while she was speaking, you kept on with the conversation until you felt someone come up behind you. Feeling the hand on your lower back and the lips pressed to your temple you know it was Alexia, and when she chimed in with a “Time to go babe” you knew this was for show.

You noticed immediately the girls hand remove from your forearm and you turn slightly to Alexia to give her a look as you say to the group “sorry chicas guess it’s time for me to go.”

The all chime in their goodbyes and before you turn fully away you feel Alexia’s hand lower to your ass as she says a bit too loudly “You know I will give you more attention later babe.”

You feel your gut tighten with desire as you hear the suggestive tone in her words but before you let it get too far you can hear the whispers behind you saying “holy shit they’re together?” and “what happened to Alexia’s model girlfriend?” and “wow go Y/N.”

It immediately sends you back to earth and you remember this all for Alexia and putting on a show. You slowly bump your hips to hers as you snake a hand around ribs and squeeze her into a hug. As soon as you disappear down the tunnel you loosen your grip and pull away and tell her “I’m gonna go see the physio, I’ll catch you later Ale.”

You move quickly away from her and head down the hallway to towards the physio, you don’t need to see them but you need to get away from her. What you fail to notice as you flee is that Alexia’s eyes remained locked on you the whole time, with an unrecognisable expression on her face.

You run into Mapi when you round the corner and she grabs your arms to keep you from falling as she asks “whoa Y/N where is the fire?” but she sobers immediately when she sees the lost expression on your face and she softens and asks “what happened Y/N?”

You smile sadly at her and tell her “I can’t Maps, not here”

She smiles and pulls you in for a hug and as she squeezes you close she says into your ear “If you need me to knock some sense into Ale I will”

Pulling back with a laugh you tell her “I’ll keep that in mind Maps”

“I am serious Y/N, you tell me and I will kick her ass. I have eyes I know this is not what it seems like with you and her.” she tells you quietly.

You smile at your defensive partner and tell her “I promise it’ll be okay Maps, anyway international break means I get some space and can get my head back on straight.”

She smiles and tells you “Well don’t miss me too much partner”

Laughing at how easy it is for her to turn the conversation around you shove her and turn to head to the change room as you throw back over your shoulder “try to stay out of trouble this time, I won’t be around to bail you out!”

You really hoped the international break meant some space to get your head on straight but you forgot who your teammates were. They read the gossip about you and Alexia being together and they did not let you forget about it. From putting pictures of Alexia up on your locker, to getting a life-sized cut out of her for your room, you could not get away from it.

Its why the next time she called during your free time you had tucked away into a small room of the hotel. You found an empty windowsill and settled on it answering Alexia’s call with a “Hola Alexia.”

“You are never going to guess what just happened” she says immediately to you.

You smile into the phone as you say “Hi Y/N, nice to hear from you, how is England camp. Oh Alexia thanks for asking its good”

She laughs down the phone and says “you are a dork Y/N.”

“I got you to laugh though didn’t I?” you tell her.

“You did! But do you want to hear my news Y/N?” she asks with excitement.

Smiling at the excitement in her voice you can hear, you ask her “tell me Ale, what is it?”

“She called me, and we talked about it. She wants us to meet up and talk about getting back together!” she tells you excitedly.

As your listening you can feel your heart drop into your stomach again, you really hoped that she would let this all take a break while you were at your respective national team camps. You hoped you would have had the time to settle your thoughts and when you got back to Barcelona you would be able to tell Alexia you wouldn’t be able to continue the charade. “Oh Alexia thats what you wanted” you tell her.

Alexia starts to respond but you tune her out as you hear a commotion down the hall and then Beth and Rachel are in your little space with her go pro filming. Beth walks to the door and turns to you so you are on camera and she asks “Oh and here’s our Barcelona superstar Y/N! Say hi to the fans Y/N!”

Rachel adds on “Say hi to Alexia for the fans as well!” they both leave with a laugh as you give them the finger and they walk away making kissing noises.

Rolling your eyes at the two goofballs you know this will be all over youtube soon and it would only add to the rumours swirling. “Y/N? you there?” you hear Alexia ask through the phone.

“Yeah, I gotta go though Ale. Im happy for you though.” you tell her and you barley wait for her to say bye before you hang up and toss the phone on to the couch on the other side of the room. You let out a frustrated sigh and settle with your head between your knees.

Distracted by your swirling thoughts you don’t notice someone enter the room and it isn’t until Leah sits in the chair beside the window and says “You know, if you wanted to hide you should have closed the door Y/N”

Turning your head towards her you rest your head on your knees and you tell her “I know Beth and Rach already found me”

“Trouble in paradise?” she asks you softly.

“there is no paradise Leah”

She looks at you confused as she asks “Y/N I know you’ve been crushing on Alexia for ever, why aren’t you happy about this?”

Sitting up you lean back against the window ledge and you turn and look out onto the yard below as you finally admit to someone “It’s fake for her Leah, she asked me to make her ex jealous.”

You hear her intake of breath as you still refuse to look over to her when she asks “why would you put yourself through that Y/N?”

Feeling a tear escape and make its way down your cheek you tell her “I couldn’t say no to her. She asked for my help Leah, and I didn’t know how to tell her that the reason I couldn’t was because I am in love with her.”

Feeling her get up and wrap her arms around you she pulls you towards her and squeezes you into a hug. She gives you a moment when she says “I’m sorry Y/N, but you need to tell her. You can’t keep doing this”

Nodding you tell her “I know I know. I'll stop it when we get back to Barcelona. She called today to tell me her ex wants to talk, so I am sure she will be back with her soon.”

“Oh Y/N, I am sorry you have to go through this” she says and continues to hold you in her arms. You feel the comfort your captain can bring and you stay in her arms for an extra moment to gather yourself before you pull back and she says “you know you can call me anytime you need to talk right?”

“Thank you, it won’t last much longer though, so don’t worry about me Leah” you tell her.

She laughs at that and says “I worry about you Y/N. I worry about all of you, I wouldn’t be able to be a good captain if I didn’t.”

“Your the best captain Leah” you tell her as you bth stand up and get ready to head back towards the dining hall for dinner.

She laughs at that and says with a smirk “Oh Y/N thats sweet but we both know who your favourite captain really is”

With a “hey rude!” you shove her and then take off down the hallway laughing knowing that she won’t let you get away with that. The rest of the night Leah does everything she can to make sure that you are in a happy mood, and you are really appreciative of it. Once your alone and in bed all you can think about is the conversation you need to have when you are back in Barcelona.

Little did you know the conversation you needed to have would happen, just not with the person you thought it would. Its only your second day back in Barcelona and you are out for a walk when you decide to stop into a cafe for a coffee. You are waiting by the counter after you have ordered when you hear your name behind you.

Turning slowly you come face to face with Alexia’s ex. Tensing up you aren’t sure what to say but you don’t have to as she starts with “of course I’d run into you. I cant believe you even think that you have a chance with her”

“whoa what?” you stutter out completely surprised.

Before you can even say anything else she continues on her tirade. “Its clearly her trying to get my attention, by plastering you all over social media. Its embarrassing honestly, she’s clearly dropped down in the dating pool by just by even being seen with you. It’s lowering my reputation and I will get her back, its the only way I can fix this mess she made. Getting you out of the picture is the first step, and then I can go back to having her be my eye candy for photo shoots”

Not believing what you are hearing you cant sit there quietly anymore and you immediately hop to her defense “you are an absolute fucking idiot if you have not realised you have the absolute best person in the world as your girl. Anyone would be lucky to have someone as smart, and sweet, and cute as her. But no you only want her for her accomplishments, that dork is a lot more than her awards, she’s the best person you could ever have as your girlfriend and the fact that you don’t know that makes me absolutely sick.”

Not waiting for her to respond you dart out of the cafe as quick as you can. In your haste to leave you fail to see Alexia had entered the cafe during your conversation and had heard everything. You also fill to notice the admiration in her eyes and she watched you defend her honour.

#woso imagine #woso imagines #woso x reader #woso #Alexia Putellas #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #espwnt x reader

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meowz3rzparty · 2 months

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An updated Wip for the doctor masacrik fanfic ‼️

*You don’t know what happened, you couldn’t remember who you were, where you were, hell you couldn’t even remember your past. You woke up in a hospital, inside a patient room.you were in a hospital gown,nothing else. You were confused and scared. You had no clue what was happening of course you’d be frightened.*

*your whole body hurt as you sat up slowly. You looked down at your legs to see stitches going up your right leg, the area around the stitches being bruised and slightly red. It was so confusing and panic inducing. Eyes wide and aware as you looked around when you felt something on your head. You couldn’t see what it was though, but luckily there was a mirror in sight and you could slightly see into it. Seeing the cat looking ears sown onto the base of your head, also noticing a cat like tail sown onto your lower back.*

*But like I said, you couldn’t remember anything and had no clue if those had always been there on not. The only clue you would’ve had is how the stitches look. However you didn’t know what healed stitches look like, and even if you did I doubt you’d remember.*

“What the fuck..? W-why can’t I remember anything…?” *You stammered out quietly. You were trying to calm down by taking deep breathes except the stress of not being able to remember anything was making you anxious and scared. As you breathed heavily your eyes paced around the room and noted an iv tube inserted into your forearm. As you took notice of it you decided it would be a good idea to try and get it out and go ask someone for help. Your hand reached for the iv tube that was probably being used to give your body medicine, you grabbed it a gently started to mess with it trying to get it out*

“Ah your awake. Stop playing with your iv though..” *you hear a stern voice say suddenly,flinching slightly at the unexpected voice. Eyes darted to look over at the door frame of the room to see a tall figure, you couldnt quite make out who it was because it was quite dark. The ‘figure’ stepped into the room. A tall doctor, with strawberry pink hair that was short and slicked back, teal eyes glaring over at you. His style of clothes was… questionable. A mint teal button up top with a white hospital coat over it with his name tag on, “Doctor Masacrik”. Ah so that’s his name. His shorts were a maroon colour as he had heart covered stocking under them… interesting fashion choice.*

“W-what am I doing here..?! Why cant I remember anything-? Who even are you..!?” *you faltered out as your eyes were glued on this mystery doctor. Doctor masacrik looked down at you in amusement and mockery as you spoke frantically.. *

“Calm down.. Im Doctor masacrik, and your my new experiment, don’t worry though, I won’t hurt you.. yet” *he remarked as he started walking closer to you, you were confused but there was a feeling of comfort you got from him, it felt oddly comforting but stern, like he wouldn’t be afraid to get rid of you if you made the slightest mistake.* “oh, and don’t try and take these off” *he mentioned the ears* “their sown on, they won’t come off no matter how hard you pull or tug..” *his words were menacing.. making you want to cower up..*

“Your name is (users name)..” *he said as he leaned forward and grabbed your chin with his hand, lifting your head up to eye level..* “such a pretty pet.. I’m surprised you survived, you lost quite a lot of blood during surgery..” You looked up at him, confused but you felt a bit more safer now.. for some reason he brought a sense of peacefulnesses to you.*

“(Users Name)..? That’s my name-?” You asked quietly as his hand was on your chin still, his eyes examining you.*

“Yup, that’s your name~ now.. stand up I need to check if your legs still work..” *he said that as if he had done something to your legs, before her took a few steps back from you. It felt confusing but you had no one else at this point so you just listened to him, slowly crawling out of the hospital bed and stood up. You noticed your legs felt numb and were slightly hurting. He crouched down slightly so he could look at your legs closer up. He had made the muscle in your legs weaker so you couldn’t escape from him..*

“Good good, doesn’t look like I made them to weak.. we wouldn’t want you to be completely useless now would we (users name)…~? Does it feel weird or does it hurt…?” *he questioned mockingly as his hands moved up your legs.

“I-i feel weak.. but it doesn’t hurt..” *you trembled out softly as your eyes looked down at him.* “ that’s good.” *he said as he stood up and looked at you before his slender cold hand petted the ears on your head.. you couldn’t really feel it because it wasn’t an original part of your body but I felt comforting to an extent.* “sit back down, I’ll be back in bit..” *he said, his voice suddenly turning more stern and demanding

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 8 months

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Hi ☺️ id like to request a vampire!eddie who is friends with reader but they both want more. But maybe vampire!eddie is afraid to hurt reader so he tries to remain friends. Reader finally gives up and tells eddie they can be friends but she needs to move on. She ends up on a date that ends terribly, when she gets home eddie is waiting for her and confesses he cant just be friends and they happily get together bc neither deserve anymore angst lol.

Warnings: Angst to fluff 💕

Dont copy, reuse or repost my work

Request by @swansonron

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Many people have fun stories about how they've met their best friend.

For you and Eddie its no different except for one thing.

Your best friend is a vampire. Yes, exactly like Dracula, Anna Rice's Interview with a Vampire, Angel and Spike from Buffy...

Oh, and he doesn't sparkle in the sun just FYI.

Eddie may be a vampire but he's the sweetest, kindest man you've ever met. He's never hurt a human and you know he'd never hurt you.

You've fallen for him, hard but despite how close you both are, how it's obvious both you want to take your friendship to the next level Eddie holds back.

He's terrified of hurting you, even though you know he won't but he's got the idea in his head that his enhanced strength will end up with you hurt in some way.

Honesty, he's the most gentle man you've ever known and you know accidents can happen, but what they didn't?

You wish deep in your heart that Eddie would give you and him a chance but it looked increasingly unlikely and the more it broke your heart.

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After much deliberation, constantly unsure of what to do and many sleepless nights you had come to a decision.

If Eddie would never accept the idea of you and him together then you had to move on. For both your sake.

You loved his frienship and never wanted to ruin it so maybe moving on would be best for everyone.

Even if you doubted that you could find someone as incredible as Eddie, you had to try didn't you?

Telling Eddie was the hardest part as your heart still longed for him.

"I have to move on Eddie. I want to be with you so much but it's clear you don't feel the same." your heart clenches painfully and you take a second before speaking again.

"We can be friends obviously but I can't keep hoping and waiting for you when this isn't what you want"

Saying all of this is hurting your heart but it needs to be said. You need to move on and stop living in a dream world.

Eddie is quiet as he takes this in and gives a tiny nod of his head.

"I understand princess" There's a hint of pain in his voice and you desperately want to soothe him, take the pain away.

By the time you move forward just an inch to go and comfort him, it's like he puts a mask up, his brown eyes darken and he steps back.

Tears prick your eyes but you swallow them down. Maybe he really doesn't care... He's just your friend and that's it.

"I have a date on Friday. It's with a guy called Jason" he nods and turns away.

"Right, well I hope it goes well sweetheart. I'll see you tommorow" he pauses and then turns back to you and gently kisses your cheek.

The soft brush of his lips on yours, the way his brown eyes meet your gaze for a minute makes your heart race.

When you open your eyes, he's gone and all that's left is a hollow feeling in your chest.

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Shit, could this night get any worse?

Jason was one of those washed up jocks who sat relieving his glory days as a high school heartthrob and football captain.

He barely asked anything about you and when he did it didn't last long.

Long story short? You wish you were with Eddie instead.

Jason gulps down his wine and grows increasingly more and more drunk, conversation is stilted and no matter how many times you pick it up, it doesn't help.

The two of you have nothing in common, in fact he could be the greatest guy in the world and your heart would still belong to Eddie.

This frustrates you. Ugh, so much for trying to get over him. You needed to accept he didn't want to be with you. In some ways you had but your heart was different.

Your heart longed for a happy ending but its obvious you wouldn't find it here.

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Eddie was waiting for you when you got home, he has a determined look on his face.

"Hi, what are you doing here Ed's?" you ask him curiously. Your traitor heart skips a beat as you eye him.

"I wanted to make sure you got home okay. How was your date?" you groan and slump on the sofa.

"Awful, truly awful" he growls and his eyes flash red briefly. Shit he's pissed.

"Do I need to have words with this douchebag" his protectiveness is sweet but you can handle a tipsy idiot.

"No, you'd scare him to death Eddie, I'm okay"

He kneels down beside you and takes your hand.

"What if I just frighten him a little bit? Turn into my bat form and scare the shit out of the dumb fuck?" this makes you giggle at the thought but you shake your head.

"No, remember what happened last time" Poor Miss Dawson is still on edge about bats.

He nods smirking then turns serious, his eyes lock with yours.

"When you were on the date it was driving me crazy. I can't just be friends with you sweetheart, I want more"

After a shitty night hearing this is like a dream.

"You mean it Eddie?" he nods, his thumb circling over your fingers. Sparks and tension comes off the both of you in waves.

Fuck, you so badly want to kiss him.

"I've never wanted anything more sweetheart, I adore you. I've falling for you, hard"

Eddie kisses you. You've been waiting for so long for this to happen and now that it is you can't believe it.

You kiss him back with equal fervour and he smiles against your lips.

"I'm gonna love you forever sweetheart"

Maybe happy endings weren't just for fairtytales after all.

♥️

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson angst #vampire eddie munson #vampire eddie x reader

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capricosalvation · 11 days

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Young Cathleen Bate x Fem!Reader

After yesterday's poll, i Made this thinking about a Young Cathleen dressed in the uniform With a bike, heavily 80's inspired "Take my breath away" kinda thing. Both Of You Are +18 in this fic, but there is no smut.

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Cathleen and you have something going on for a while... And no one noticed...Its a relief, both of you have religious parents, but at the same time, the thrill it's interesting to Say at least..

You were coming out of your university when you saw your girlfriend waiting for You, standing in her military outfit close to her motorbike, She looked badass!

Cathy seems to have some bandages in her face...

"Don't worry too much for it, babe... It was just a quirkless combat with Ethan" - she cooed, caressing your soft right cheek.

"Babe You look like a beaten up banana at this point, i'm worried" - Y/N pouted, altrought humoring Cathy, she was worried "i think you shouldn't go that hard, cant imagine how Ethan looks compared to You"

"Nahh, It was part of the exercise! He was holding back on Me, I insisted him going full Power" - She brushed it off with a smile, but when she tried to smile she ended up wincing in pain.

"I'm being serious, don't overwork yourself." - The worried girl crossed her arms, raising her head to look at her secret girlfriend seriously.

But Y/N didnt knew that Cathleen was having a bad day already, and was trying to not burst up at the minimun pressure "Listen, I might not be the Best cadet yet, but I'm not a child anymore, please don't treat me like one, I'm a full grown adult" - She was being hard headed again... Y/N could tell this was a sensitive matter for her, and She didnt wanted to make scene in the University entrance.

She huffed, not wasting saliva in what would be a public discussion, Cathleen sitted on the motorbike looking at Y/N without a word, just a cold face that if it spoke it would say "get on, no questions"

Y/N complied sitting and hugging Cathleen for security, but at the same time, that hig was showing her concern. Cathleen revved the bike, who roared back to life, soon they left University grounds and drive towards her parents house.

Cathleen's parents werent at Home, neither her Sister. They went to visit Cathleen's grandparents, Y/N knew that because of Cathleen's rants about wanting to go with them... But She couldnt. She had to sacrifice that in order to be the Best.

The women arrived to the cadet's Home, a large, fancy condo, she got off the bike, and took off her helmet, and then turned to look at you "They went to see our grandparents for the weekend , but don't worry, they know you, they told me you could come In whenever you wanted" - she said in a tired tone, she realized that Y/N didnt deserve her anger, so She took her secret lover's hand, guiding her to the cadet's house, lo later enter to her room.

Cathleen's room was filled With All Might pictures and posters of planes. A photo With little Cathy posing happily in All Might's arms was proudly showed in her nightstand. Y/N sat on the bed, downhearted about what happened before, the blonde hero aspirant closed the door. Taking off her jacket... Y/N gasped, Cathleen was beaten up, purple and red bruises collored her fair skin, she looked at You with a mix of seriousness, whim and... Sadness?

"This is what happens when You want to be the best" - She huffed, agitated "To be like him, i need to be strong" - she was being hard headed... Again

"All Might Isnt strong all the time!" - Y/N said, her voice trembling "Because he's a human! YOU don't have to be strong all the time, because YOU'RE human!!!"

"You don't understand, Y/N" - She said, gruff "How can You be the Best in a world of men, 'taking it easy'?" - She said the last Words in a mocking, sarcastic, yet jealous and hurtfull tone. Then She sighed, She was hurting her beloved. "I... I can't help it... W-when you're surrounded by men that are so strong... So powerful... I... I feel weak... I feel useless..." - Cathleen began to sob and tears of anger started to flow from her eyes, she was feeling pathetic... Weak... She wasn't the hero she wanted to be... Cathleen tought herself as a disgrace that didn't deserve that uniform...

Y/N had enough, jumping from the bed to cup her girlfriend's cheeks "You Are NOT weak! You're one Of the Best fucking students!" - She sighed, then kissed her cheek in comprehension "You're a student for Gods sake! A student can't be a Master if they compare themselves all the time!!! Stop pushing yourself!" - that was the last straw for Y/N to get on her tippy toes and kiss Cathleen on the lips.

The bigger woman gasped and hugged the more petite one as they both kissed softly. Cathleen muscly arms hugged her girlfriend's more smaller frame, it felt like it was thanking Y/N with her body languaje. When the sweet kiss ended, the now smiling cadet cupped her girlfriend' cheek, a gesture She always makes.

"I'm sorry doll.. i don't know what happened to me.. i'll make up to You, just wai-.. - she was interrumpted by Y/N kissing the bandage in Cathleen's cheek. "You Are so selfless, Cathy.. that makes You shine like a Star"

At the end of the day, they ended up cuddling on the couch, eating Cathleen favorite gummies. And She couldnt be happier of having Y/N in her life, her little Star...

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Hi guys! I hope You liked it! Please do tell me if i made a typo or grammatical error, i'm always learning. Anyways, if You have a idea for a One Shot like this please write a comment, i appreciate the feedback.

#cathleen bate x reader #cathleen bate #star and stripe #mha #bnha #wlw #sapphic #bnha x reader #bnha season 7 #MARRY ME CATHLEEN I BEG YOU😭

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