#female pov

[sarahsartistportfolio]

SAGAU: A Rumor Spreads

Xiao’s addition to this

Forewarn: female reader, reader is virgin, so sorry there is no spice in Xiao's chapter but he is yearning for us hard, I use my own name again in this piece ^^; but hey isn't that the point of a self indulgent fantasy

And there’s no stopping these nosy rumors once they start going. What happens when they reach the ear of…

Xiao

“The goddess Sarah? A virgin? But she must be over thousands of years old?”

Xiao almost chokes on his sip of tea as he overhears the words spoken by two traders at Wangshu inn. He quickly regains his composure and although he’s tempted to just get up and walk away from this mendacious gossip about you, something completes him to stay. 

“I can't imagine going that long without any. Hmm I wonder…do you think she’s accepting consorts to share her bed?”

The two men laugh and the look Xiao casts them over his shoulders is nothing short of pure disgust. 

He hates it. Although he mostly avoids people, now when he does come within close enough range he has to listen to their dishonorable gossip about you.

He hates it because he knows you. He sees you, without delay, every time you are in Liyue. 

He knows your favorite tea, knows the sounds of your footsteps, knows that you fidget with your necklace when you’re nervous, knows that you are lonely.

Disgusting. He thinks as he overhears the townsfolk talk about such an intimate part of you. 

Do these rumors surprise him? Hmm mostly yes. Because while Xiao does know you to be reserved and shy he does see you as otherworldly beautiful. When you spoke about being human in your past life he naturally assumed someone like you must have had admirers fawning at your feet. 

So to think all this time you’ve been alone like him

He’s nervous to see you again. You’ve been away in Inazuma but you’ll be back soon, at his side. 

Surely he can just…pretend he hasn't heard these rumors. Feign ignorance for your sake.

“Sarah’s ship has arrived back from Inazuma earlier. Aren’t you going to greet her?”

But Xiao has no response for Zhongli.

There you are again, the same night you arrive back in Liyue you waste no time. There you are on the terrace of Wangshu Inn waiting for your adeptus. He can see you from miles away, leaning over the railing, white shawl wrapped tightly around your shoulders from the cool air. 

“Be careful.'' He speaks as he teleports and approaches you from behind.

Your eyes immediately light up when you see him, the way you say his name feels like a caress. 

“Xiao!”

He wears his usual stern expression with arms crossed.

“How was your trip?”

It's strange how freely and openly he talks around you. He doesn't know why. When the two of you are around each other it's like two introverts become extroverts.

He sits at the table that stands outside on the terrace. That was put there by you, so you two could enjoy tea together in privacy. 

You pour him a blend of Inazuman tea that you’ve brought back with you, as you recount your trip to the land of eternity.

Maybe Xiao can avoid the awkward topic of the rumor floating around. 

“...I know you must have heard the rumors Xiao.” 

Or maybe not

He stutters, golden cat like eyes widening at you for a second before turning his now red face away from you. 

“I-I’ve heard no such things.” He responds way too quickly.

You suppress a giggle as you tilt your head a bit trying to get a look at his flustered face.

“It's ok Xiao, although having something so private talked about is embarrassing.” You lean back in your chair, hands fidgeting with each other in your lap.

“If it's you, I don't mind if you know.”

His heart skips a beat, as he shyly brings his gaze back to your face. Or at least he tries to, occasionally glancing at your glass tea cup.

“I mean by the way I act around you, you probably already concluded that I have no relationship experience.” 

No I haven’t. You are far too exceptional to have not been taken already.

“But um…” You pull your shawl tighter around your shoulders, hands moving to rest around the hot tea cup to warm your fingers.

“This, this information, it doesn't change how you see me right?”

He catches the anxiousness in your voice. 

“No never.”

Again he answers uncharastically quickly. Like you have a string tied around his heart that you pull. His gaze meets your eyes and although the top of his cheeks are pink his gaze is unwavering as he spoke those words.

The smile you return to him stalls his breath in his lungs.

“I’m glad, that’s reassuring.”

….(small time skip to when you two have finished your tea idk how to convey this lol)

“I’ll stay with you tonight as you fall asleep.” 

“Awww.”

What to do. What to do. The phrase excruciatingly heavy at the back of his mind. You’ve long since fallen asleep. He stands over the side of your bed, lost in thought looking over your peaceful figure. You’re just…exceeding his expectations of what he believed the creator to be. He doesn’t deserve you. He does not. And yet he subconsciously finds his hand drifting towards your face, just barely brushing over your hair. You do not stir. Like you welcome his presence even in your sleep.

He can’t have someone like you. He was never meant for that. Your heart is too pure. It's like the physical world is reminding him of his thoughts as a wisp of green smoke curls down from his arm and touches your hair. Xiao immediately retracting his hand. If all he can be is a blade to protect you then so be it. If sharing a cup of tea and listening to you recount your day brings a smile to your face, he will allow it. But to dare wish for more than that is not his place. It's painful, as he prepares to leave your room, looking at Dihua Marsh from your window. Every instinct in his body begging to look back at you one more time. Its painful, he tells himself, but he can shoulder it just as he’s done many times before. 

Would this new information change anything? No, not really. 

Becomes a little more protective of you(if that’s even possible). Oh but unlike Cyno he does now actively try to dissuade you from entering a romantic relationship, mostly with mortals. 

In the sense he’ll say things like,

“Don’t trust them.” “They’re just using you.” and maybe a tender “In the end you’re just going to end up getting hurt…and I don't want to see that.”

!! Oh but like I said above he would find it extremely disrespectful to find anyone talking about you in a sexual way(even if that other person was actively your own partner) 

Like literally in the most threatening sharpest tone ever “Do not speak of such undeferential matters concerning our god in my presence.”

110% that character that does not tolerate blasphemy spoken about you. Will defend you verbally even when you’re not there. 

#my writing #genshin impact #genshin impact xiao #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #self aware genshin #sagau x reader #sagau #self insert #female reader #xiao #genshin xiao #xiao x reader #self aware genshin impact #female pov #genshin impact self insert #genshin impact fanfics

[dracobrooklyn]

When you read @kneelingshadowsalome headcannons of Colonel!König x Reader x Recruit!König here

CW: dubcon/somno with previously established consent

it’s the most sinful but delightful stuff to read making me cackle. Just the thought that the Colonel!König shakes his fist at the rascal.

Colonel!König prepared for recruit!König to pull that shit again on his dear loving wife.

#König #KönigxReader #Colonel!König #recruit!König #MDNI #18+ #female pov #COD #Modern Warfare #Call Of Duty #MW 2 #MW 3

[sweet-little-iris]

#female pov

[f-smutt-fitzgerald]

In the Den of Beasts (w/ Leona Kingscholar) [Ch. 1/17]

Chapter 1: Welcome to Wonderland

Art by @ bored_in_science on Instagram

WARNING: Story contains graphic violence & non consensual sexual violence.

***READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.***

Summary:

You have found yourself in the world of Twisted Wonderland, taking place years after everyone has graduated from Night Raven College.

After awaking in the jungles of Sunset Savanna, you're immediately hunted down and held prisoner by the gang syndicate belonging to Leona Kingscholar. Your own primal instincts are kicking in as you try to figure out a way to escape from this hostile place filled with rival gang violence and dark forces lurking within every shadow.

What kind of beast will emerge within you as you discover that you may be more at home here than you'd like to admit?

A fight for survival turned into a twisted romantic fantasy, welcome to Wonderland.

Chapter word count: 3,168 words

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“You don’t belong here…” A voice spoke in the darkness of your dreams. “You need to escape before it’s too late…”

The voice echoed in your mind, then turned into a sharp high-pitched ringing and a stabbing sensation in the back of your head. In fact, as you started to regain consciousness, you found your whole body was screaming in pain. You groaned and opened your eyes, finding yourself looking up at tall trees covered in lush vines and moss. Warm sunlight peered through the exotic leaves, illuminating swirling dust in the air as the ringing in your ears dissipated slightly and you could finally make out the cacophony of birds and bugs chirping in the depths of the jungle you now found yourself in.

“Where… Where the hell am I?” You grumbled, leaning up and rubbing the back of your head. Something shifted beneath you—splintered wood panels that slid over each other as you moved. You looked around, you were in some form of jungle, but you had no memory of how you could have found yourself in this position. Beneath and around you were the shattered pieces of some form of black box lined with torn velvet. Despite the pain in your limbs, you managed to push yourself up to get a better look. Upon further inspection, the destroyed box looked to be some sort of… Coffin?

Was I buried alive? You thought to yourself. But the coffin was above ground…? What the hell is going on?

Before you could investigate further, a rough voice growled a short distance away. “I think I heard the commotion over this way!”

Another voice shouted from beyond the trees, “Who goes there!? Show yourself or you’ll be shot on sight!”

These voices sounded like bad news, and you weren’t too eager to find out whether you were correct in this assessment, so you just started running in the opposite direction.

“They’re making a break for it!” The first voice shouted. “After him boys!”

This secured the panic in your chest and your running turned into terror-fueled sprinting, hearing more voices of mysterious men rally behind you in the jungle as the sound of several pairs of feet running on the forest floor quickly followed behind you. You leaped over fallen trees and under low-hanging vines and branches, getting scratched up by various flora in your path. Suddenly, a tree next to you exploded into flames, burning splinters of wood hitting you as you narrowly avoided harm. Do they have a fucking grenade launcher?!

A strong blast of water completely destroyed another tree beside you. What the hell was that!? It was obvious now that these men were trying to kill you, but what the hell kind of water weapon could do that to a tree?

You suddenly ran out of the tree line and found yourself in a wide open expanse of grassland, no more trees to provide you shelter from whatever weapons the men behind you were shooting at you with. There was a large compound at the center of this clearing with the jungle partially circling around it, the building itself looking to be built into the sides of a massive natural stone structure of sorts; jagged rocks poking into the sky, lined with wooden platforms and torches. You knew instantly that this building was dangerous, and probably belonged to the people chasing after you, you turned around to try to run back into the jungle, but a pair of large men walked out after you, sinister looking grins on their faces.

At least… You thought they were men, but they had… Animal ears? These individuals appeared to be some sort of human/animal hybrids. They smiled, pointing sticks with glowing gems at the end at you. “Nowhere to run now. Probably best you come with us.”

You turned and tried to run to the left, but there was another pair of beastly men approaching you from that side, and when you spun around to run to the right, two more men had blocked you in. All of these men had different animal ears atop their heads and tails swaying behind them. What kind of fucked up furry convention have I found myself in?

You raised your hands up and pleaded with the men who were circling you, “Please, please don’t hurt me! I… I have no idea where I am, I’m just lost and confused, I promise I mean you no harm!” Your whole body was shaking, you tried to keep your voice steady, but your fear betrayed you.

A large, wide-set man approached you, he had a mohawk, black pointy dog-like ears and a bushy black tail. His yellow eyes gleamed as he smiled through sharp teeth, “Sure, sure, you just happened to stumble upon our base, then?”

Another man behind him with red hair and short round ears on his head snickered with a raspy voice, “Just admit you suck at being a spy and you got caught. Just come easy and this’ll hurt a lot less for you…”

The mohawk man pointed his glowing jewel stick at you, triggering a ‘fight or flight’ response in you. You slapped the jewel stick out of his hand and charged him, knocking him to the ground. The red haired man tried jumping at you, but you managed to land a punch to his head, discombobulating him. You grabbed him by the neck and pried his glowing jewel stick from his hand, turning and pointing it at his comrades, who had you surrounded. You tried backing away from them towards the tree line, struggling to keep your hostage in your grip.

“B-back away! Let me go or… Or I’ll use this!” You jabbed the jeweled stick towards the head of the red haired man in your arms, though the stick itself stopped glowing in your possession.

The other men cackled, the mohawked man pushing himself up to his feet, smirking and cocking his head to the side, “You look as though you haven’t ever held a magic pen before… What do you expect to do with that thing at this point anyways?” The five beast men pointed their own glowing pens towards you. Mohawk chuckled, “We severely out number and out class you, human. We’ll just catch up to you as soon as you try to run away again.”

Red-head threw himself back, hitting the front of your face hard with the back of his head, kicking back with his foot and knocking your feet out from under you. You fell hard onto the ground as the men pinned you down and tied your hands behind your back, gagging you with some loose cloth and tying a blindfold around your eyes.

“Nice try, dumbass, you shouldn’t have come here in the first place.” You heard the mohawked one say. You felt both of your arms firmly pulled up by two different sets of hands, your struggling futile as the men who dragged you along seemed to have super human strength, leading you towards what you figured to be the compound. What the hell is going on? This has to be a nightmare…?

“I can’t wait to see what Leona does with this spy!” One voice snickered.

“He’s usually in a good mood after he’s gotten some good torture in. Maybe he’ll even reward us for bringing him fresh meat!” The men cackled, ignoring your muffled pleas. Whoever this Leona was, you really did not want to meet him. You furiously kicked and screamed through the gag as you heard stone doors close behind you and you were forced down a long stone corridor. Doors squeak open in front of you and you were pushed onto your knees as the doors shut behind you with an ominous echo.

“What the hell is this?” A deep and unamused voice spoke from the other end of the room, and suddenly everything went quiet.

“M-mister Kingscholar, sir!” One of the thugs stammered.

The mohawked brute spoke up, “We found this guy sneaking around outside the building, we’ve brought him to you so you can decide what to do with him."

The deep voice tsked as you heard some footsteps approach you, “Him? Are you all mentally deformed? This guy…” You felt the blindfold being tugged off of your head, “Is a fucking woman.”

The sudden light, though dim, was still enough to need time to adjust to. You were in a dingy cement walled room, a single light flickered overhead, and there was smoke swirling around as some men at the other side of the room sat at a poker table and puffed on cigars. There was a tall silhouette standing before you, blindfold in his leather-gloved hand. The man then knelt down to examine your face, taking hold of your chin and moving it from side to side, intense green eyes with a scar over one of them peering at you. You were immediately taken aback at how handsome this gruff sounding man was—tan skin, sharp attractive features, long silky brown hair with two braids hidden within the locks. Like the other beast men, this one had animal-like ears poking through his hair, and when you glanced down, you noticed this man also had a lion-like tail gently flicking from side to side behind him. He wore black dress pants and a matching vest over a white dress shirt, unbuttoned enough to expose his upper chest, showing off a variety of tribal looking necklaces hanging from his neck. The way all the men shifted about nervously in this man’s presence suggested that he was probably their leader. Was this the “Leona” they were referring to?

The red-headed thug beside you spoke, an edge of terror in his voice, “Wh-what do you mean they’re a woman?”

The deep-voiced man, still kneeling in front of you, gave an irritated side-eye to the thug who had just spoken. “You mean none of you fucking dumb asses picked up on that? I could smell that she was a female before you even walked through the door.”

A couple of the guys who had dragged you in leaned closer, sniffing the air around you. The mohawked thug hesitated, “But how could you really discern that, sir? I admit I’ve never smelled something like this before.”

The long-haired man rolled his eyes and rubbed his forehead in frustration, “I’m surrounded by idiots who’re telling me they’ve never smelt a woman before…”

“I-it’s not that sir! It’s just that this one smells different, we just got confuse—” As mohawk spoke, the long-haired lion man in front of you pulled off one of his gloves and shot up towards the other man, slicing through the thug’s throat with a swipe of his hand. The mohawked man gasped and gurgled with wide-eyes as his throat was suddenly torn open and bleeding out, red splattering onto the other thugs as they cowered away. In your terror, you saw now that the handsome, long-haired man’s ungloved hand—now drenched in blood—had sharp, lion-like claws protruding from his fingers. The lion man, his white shirt now stained crimson, gritted his teeth with anger as the throat-less mohawked thug fell to the floor and bled out, wheezing his last few breaths before going silent.

“That’ll be enough of your mewling…” He pulled a cloth from his pocket and wiped off his hand, glaring to the rest of the thugs, “Regardless of whether this woman is a spy or an intruder, I will not have you brutes dragging tied-up ladies around my facilities in such a disgusting manner.” He sighed, slipping his glove back on before reaching to pull over one of the chairs from the poker table. He motioned to a large man sitting at a couch by the door, “Dog boy…” He snapped his fingers like he was trying to recall something.

The man, who had white hair, large wolfish ears, and a long bushy tail, spoke up, “It’s Jack, sir.”

The lion man sat into his seat facing you, snapping and pointing his finger at the wolf man, “Jack, please untie this poor girl, remove her gag, and bring her a chair.” He waved to the thugs behind you, “The rest of you, get the hell out of here before you end up like the dumbass bleeding out on the floor.”

Without making a noise, the other men rushed out of the room, leaving you with the lion man, the dead thug, and the few who were still sitting at the poker table. The wolf man, Jack, brought over a chair and helped you stand up off the cold cement floor so you could sit down in the padded seat. Despite being this hulking, brutish looking man, the wolf man was surprisingly gentle as he untied your wrists and removed your gag. He looked into your eyes and gave you a reassuring nod before turning to sit back down on the couch.

The lion man scrutinized you as he leaned back in his chair, pulling out a cigarette from his vest pocket and lighting it, taking a slow drag and letting the smoke swirl out of his mouth as he pondered the situation. Finally, he spoke, “Who are you? Those idiots had one thing right, your smell is something particularly foreign, even to me.”

You looked around the room, first at the dead thug in a pool of blood, then to the men at the table, all with beastly ears and tails, just like the others. You hesitantly met the lion man’s intense eyes, he seemed unperturbed as small splatters of blood trailed down his face and neck, joining with the red that stained his shirt, “I, um… I admit I don’t know where I am right now… Or even what’s going on here. I woke up in the forest nearby and next thing I knew I was being chased by those men.” The lion man nodded as you spoke, taking another drag of his cigarette. You looked at him with pleading eyes, “I promise, I’m not a ‘spy’, or whatever your men thought I was… I just want to go home…” You felt stinging in your eyes as you held back tears. Everything before now had happened so fast, you didn’t have time to react. Now that you sat here, taking all this overwhelming information in, you felt yourself start to fall apart, which was the last thing you wanted to do in such a hostile environment.

The lion man blew the smoke in his lungs upward, avoiding blowing it in your face, “And where exactly is home?” You told him where you were from—city, state, country, etc.—and he cocked his head to the side, peering at you skeptically, “Hm… You must have hit your head pretty hard, I’ve never heard of such a place… But given your foreign smell and appearance, I’m inclined to believe you to some degree.”

Sitting at the table, a shorter boyish-looking man with wild, blond hair and short round dog-like ears smirked as he leaned in to speak, “Ay, Leona, isn’t this just like that herbivore from Night Raven? The one that showed up randomly and couldn’t even use magic?”

The wolf man crossed his arms and spoke up, “Perhaps she’s from the same place? That, uh… Alternate world or whatever.”

“Hmmm…” The lion man leaned in close to you, looking down at your face and examining your features as he again moved your chin back and forth with his gloved hand. Your heart raced in your chest, everything about this man just screamed predator and you were terrified as he lowered further to sniff at your neck. This animalistic behavior, though bizarre, was extremely intimidating, yet also somehow… Arousing? You shook the thought from your mind and tried to keep yourself calm as the man leaned back and stroked his hair out of his face, “Now that you mention it, she does have a similar “air” about her, the scent might be a variation of that magicless herbivore’s.” He crossed his arms, a slight look of amusement on his face. “I take it this means you also can’t use magic?”

You looked around to the others, this question seemed like a joke, but so far the existence of magic seemed like the only explanation for anything going on here. Your eyes met back up with the man named Leona, “No, I can’t use magic…”

The lion man chuckled, showing off his sharp canines, “Then you’re hardly a threat, are you? Those idiots were getting worked up over nothing.” He glanced over to the wolf man, “Jack, be a dear and take this girl to one of the spare rooms while we figure out what to do with her.” He puffed at his cigarette, his green eyes never leaving you, “Perhaps I’ll make contact with that old headmage of ours…”

Jack stood up, “Yes sir.”

The wild-haired boy from before interjected, crossing his hands behind his head, “Why bother keeping her around? Just throw her back outside and let her sort her own shit out.”

The lion man growled at the shorter man, “You should know well enough the one thing I will not tolerate is ill-treatment of a lady in my presence, Ruggie. Either she’s telling the truth, and she has nowhere to go, or she’s lying, and she is a spy or a member of an enemy gang with ill-intent. Regardless, it’s better to keep a close eye on her while we figure out what to do.”

The wild-haired boy snickered, “Whatever you say, Leona. I’m sure you aren’t just jumping at the opportunity to have a girl around to be your own personal fuck—”

Leona shot up and threw his chair at the boyish man, who dodged it with a sly grin. The lion man took a deep breath and pushed his hair back before turning to Jack, who was standing around with unease as he waited for orders. “Take her to my storage room upstairs, set up a post outside the room to make sure she doesn’t leave, and…” He nodded to the dead body and pool of blood on the ground, “Send someone down to clean up this fucking mess.” He angrily kicked the dead thug.

Jack nodded, “Yes, sir.”

Leona rolled his eyes, “While you’re at it, quit it with this ‘yes sir’ bullshit, I can’t stand an ass kisser.” He pulled his chair up from the ground to sit back at the poker table.

Jack ignored this last comment as he gestured for you to follow him. Leona quietly observed you as you shakily stood up and started walking away, but before you followed the wolf man out of the room, you turned back to the group at the poker table, “Who are you people…? What is this place?”

Leona smirked and met your eye with a mischievous gaze.

“We’re the ‘bad guys’, sweetheart. Welcome to Wonderland.”

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Read the rest of the 17 chapter epic action adventure revenge fantasy on Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38175445/chapters/95373280

#twisted wonderland au #leona kingscholar x reader #leona kingscholar #female pov #twisted wonderland smut #disney twst #twisted wonderland #gang au #dark au #dark fantasy #dark fanfiction #leona x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #second person pov #twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney smut #leona kingscholar x y/n #jack howl #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #jade leech #ruggie bucchi #twst x reader #graphic violence #non consensual #non con #smut #yandere azul ashengrotto #yandere floyd leech

[dracobrooklyn]

141!Monster x Reader AU Masterlist

Huge HUUUUUUUGE Credit goes @bluegiragi who gave me permission to use the idea of the monster forms they let me use for the x Reader! Their art is fantastic and I highly recommend you check them out!! Note: this will NOT be connected to their comics or stories they have created, for the respect of their content so readers won't get confused, I am only using the monster forms and making my own headcannons. || MDNI || 18+, these mini stories very much will have adult themes and also will have Smut, Violence, Language, and Dark Themes. You have been warned. This is also a Fem!POV for the Reader just a heads up! Requests: Closed Asks: Closed

Summary: You are the Nurse/Doctor to the Task force 141 the case of 4 strong cryptic gentleman that have inhuman abilities. It's your job to make sure they are in check with their health, check their vitals, and make sure they are home safe. It takes a toll on them doing what they do. Perhaps you will grow closer to them... maybe even more than that.

Note: This is will not be a Poly x Reader BUT I am thinking about making small one shots with Poly stuff cause the ideas are cute in my head. These will be in different POV with the Reader, depending who your favorite is, or you just want to experience them all.

John Price: A Green Fire breathing Dragon, and the Captain of the group. Under those green rough scales is a man who craves to have companionship, but he's not gonna tell you that, Dragons have plenty of secrets.

Masterlist: WIP

Ask's: None

Headcannons: None

Simon "Ghost" Riley: Lieutenant of task 141. The Dark Shadow Wraith that has a dark secret beneath his gift, will you be the light to his Darkness?

Masterlist: WIP

Ask's: None

Headcannons: None

John "Soap" MacTavish: Sargent of the Task 141, did we also mention he is also a werewolf. His cocky attitude with his loyal personality could warm your heart, but he has a little trouble controlling his wolf form... in many different ways. You could possibly teach an old dog new tricks.

Masterlist: WIP

Ask's: None

Headcannons: None

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick: Also a Sargent of Task 141. Known as the Harpy of the group. The man having a wide wing span of an eagle and very much in tune with his gifts, probably a little cocky thinks he can take on the world from the high skies. Maybe you can keep him grounded, and keep his head out of the clouds.

Masterlist: WIP

Ask's: None Headcannons: None

#Masterlist #COD #modern warfare #John Price #Simon “Ghost” Riley #John “Soap” MacTavish #Kyle “Gaz” Garrick #TF 141 #COD x Reader #141 #Female POV #x Reader #Price #Ghost #Soap #Gaz #Coming soon my friends :D

[wtfdivyanshi]

Pov: you're the 'Golden Vintage Girl'

#desi aesthetic #chaotic aesthetic #female pov #aesthetic #chaotic academia #desi dark academia #desiblr #dark academia blog #south asian #golden #golden aesthetic #gold

[catgirltentacles]

Salvage AU by @artificialgirl

This is a long-form piece about a robot and a giant computer. It contains adult topics, overt sexuality, blatant robotfuckery, toxic lesbians, unbalanced power dynamics, wireplay, and lots of other things that may be triggering or make you uncomfy. All chapters are on the @artificialgirl blog under the #salvage tag.

Chapters

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/artificialgirl/742093105704157184/salvage-01?source=share

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/artificialgirl/742185714899402752/salvage-02?source=share

Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/artificialgirl/742461778992283648/salvage-03?source=share

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/artificialgirl/742583164541845504/salvage-04?source=share

Part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/artificialgirl/742727518612848641/salvage-05?source=share

Please support the original author! These posts are not mine, nor do they contain my writing!

#robotfucker #robotgirl #toxic yuri #toxic lesbians #power dynamics #salvage #wireplay #artificialgirl #dubcon #pov #female pov

[awakenedinterrupted]

holding on

eddie munson

18+ minors dni!!!

female pov x eddie munson (i’m sorry i just can’t write y/n but there’s no specific description of her)

summary ~ established relationship, they’ve just finished play fighting and things take a turn + aftercare because i wouldn’t be me if i didn’t add fluff to this.

warnings ~ penetrative sex (m+f) dom!eddie, choking kink kinda, biting kink idk i just want eddie to bite me, praise kink, pain kink?? teasing, edging, f receiving oral, fingering, has to stay quiet and still

word count ~ 3.4k

a/n ~ i’ll be honest i have never wanted to have straight sex before until eddie munson showed up on my screen so very sorry if this is a bad depiction of straight sex. i’ve also never written smut before but hey first time for everything

Eddie was on top of me, my hands pinned down above my head, I gave up my futile attempts to kick him off me. Our laughs quiet down and he stared into my eyes breathing heavily. My eyes move to his lips and then quickly back up when I see Eddie's mouth move into a smirk. “Ooo you wanna kiss me so bad right now.” His tone is teasing. I grin, biting my lip. “Maybe.”

He guides my right hand to the other and holds both of them together in a tight grip. With his other hand he traces his fingertips along the top of my forehead, tucking my hair behind my ear fingers grazing softly along my jawline, my eyes flutter closed. He places his hand on my neck and presses his thumb to my chin to tilt my face exposing my neck and ear. He drags his lips agonizingly slowly down my ear, nipping my ear lobe and moving down to my neck kissing and biting, his lips soft and damp. His hair tickles my face, I breathe deeply and smell sweat, weed and cheap cologne, somehow it turns me on more. I try to keep quiet, letting out only breathy sounds. 

He continues to kiss all over my neck, sucking in dark spots wherever he feels like it. I start to squirm the heat between my legs growing by the second. Eddie shifts and barricades me in between his thighs, stopping my movement. His grip on my hands hasn’t loosened for a second. Then he moves on to my face, peppering soft kisses everywhere but my lips. He keeps hovering over my lips for a second like he’s about to finally put them on mine then he’ll move back to kissing my face or neck. At this point my hips are moving of their own accord. He pauses the hickey that he's giving me.

“Keep still.”

I whimper and will my body to stop moving. He moves to hover over my lips again “Good girl.”

He stays there, centimeters away from my mouth for a full 20 seconds, I know because I count, staring into his eyes so I don’t move forward and join our lips together. 

“Now just how badly did you want to kiss me?” His voice husky and deep. 

All I can do is let out a whine of “please Eddie.”

He presses his lips to mine softly and pulls away. I groan “seriously?” 

He chuckles, pecking my lips again. 

“What? You got a kiss”

“Eddie” I groan. 

“Use your words sweetheart.” He says soft, teasing, his hand gripping my waist tightly. 

“Eddie will you please fuck me.”

He smiles 

“Sure thing princess.”

He releases my hands and they automatically tangle themselves in Eddie's hair, it looks kind of frizzy but still feels soft. He kisses me properly this time, licking my mouth open. I tug on his hair and he fucking moans into my mouth. 

Eddie shifts and places himself so his legs are now in between mine and I wrap one leg around his waist pulling his body closer to mine as we continue to kiss.

I reach down and unbuckle his belt, unbuttoning his jeans and undoing the zip. Eddie pulls away from my lips and I whine missing the warmth of him, bringing my hands up to tug his lips back to mine but he resists. 

“Stop trying to undress me.” 

I raise my eyebrows in question “i thought you were going to fuck me.” Eddie's lips curl at the edges, he runs his fingers through my hair, tracing along my jawline with his other hand.

“I am” he nips my neck, kissing the spot straight after 

“But you’re going to let me do all the work” he starts to unbutton my jeans.

He leans forward and puts his lips against my ear “Okay?” 

I nod.

He reaches into my jeans over my panties and rubs his hand up and down. The sensation is almost too much to handle after him teasing me for half an hour straight and me just waiting for him to touch me. My back arches and I moan loudly. Eddie covers my mouth with his hand. 

“Shhh we haven't even started yet.” I can feel the hardness of him against my thigh and I start shifting my leg to create friction. He grips my thigh hard to stop the movement and now I can tell i'm really in trouble, I try to keep my face neutral. 

“Will you just do what I say?” his voice is warning but I want to push him anyway. I start to move my thigh up and down again and he promptly removes his hand from my jeans and gets off me. He reaches into our bedside drawer and pulls out the handcuffs. 

“You cant listen” he climbs back on top of me, “you lose privileges of things you like doing, like being able to pull my hair and touching me” 

“But you like me pulling your hair.” I mumble. He moves my arms above my head, tightening the handcuffs to my wrists so they press into my skin. 

“I do, but I like you listening to me more.” 

He wraps his hand round my neck, squeezing lightly “now you're going to lie there, and stay still and keep quiet.” He uses a commanding tone and I feel myself complying even though I wanted to press his buttons more. I nod slowly as he takes his hand away from my neck and stays straddling me. He looks down at me and starts to tie his hair in a low messy bun leaving some loose hairs around his face. Then pulls his top off leaving me to study his chest and tattoos, only able to look and not touch. He puts his hands under my top, on my waist, I gasp at the coldness of his rings and Eddie shoots me a warning look. He goes back to kissing me, squeezing my hips hard enough that I'm sure it'll leave bruises where his rings and fingertips press in. I’ll admit, i like the pain, i like being told what to do, i like being tied up so i can't move, but it kind of kills me when i cant run my hands down the expanse of his torso, pull his hair out of the messy bun and tug on it, reach my hands in to his jeans and- 

I forget what I was even thinking about as Eddie grinds his hips into mine without warning. He continues to kiss me with teeth and tongue, my core is throbbing and I keep my moans in the back of my throat, quiet. Eddie breaks away from the kiss to pull my top off, he can't get it off my arms because of the handcuffs but he doesn't seem to care. Next, working on unhooking my bra and removing it. He places kisses over my chest and down my stomach, over my hips. He bites the bone of my hip hard enough to leave teeth marks and then rubs his thumb over the spot, taking one of my nipples in his mouth and biting that too. I shudder and he starts to take off my jeans. He has to get off the bed to pull them off my feet and we both laugh when he pulls a bit too hard and I move halfway down the bed. 

Eddie pulls me back up, putting my head on the pillow and returns to his position on top of me. We exchange an open mouth kiss, tongues merging together, noses bumping. Then he's kissing down my neck, in between my breasts and over them, pausing to suck hickeys into my skin. Eventually he reaches the top of my panties and rubs his lips teasingly across the edge of the fabric. 

“Now, you need to remember” he slips his finger underneath material “be very quiet” he presses a kiss on top of the fabric “and try not to move.” he removes my panties in one swift movement and pushes my legs apart. I throw my head back and close my eyes. Eddie places wet kisses on my inner thighs getting closer to my pussy each time but never making contact. I hear him spit and then Eddie is running his fingers up my slit. I have to bite my lip hard to stop the moan that threatens to break out of me. He uses his thumb to rub my clit in circles and dips his tongue inside me almost like he just wants a taste. My body tingles, and I begin to shake slightly from the effort of trying not to move and stay quiet. 

He places a hand on my hip comfortingly “it's okay, you're being so good for me, such a good girl.” I breathe heavily, basking in the praise. He replaces his thumb with his mouth easing one finger inside of me, a pinch of pain because he hadn’t taken his rings off. He curls his finger, thrusting it in and out. “You’re so wet baby, I'm so proud of you for getting all soaked and ready for me.” He sucks my clit into his mouth, rubbing his tongue up and down over it. I bite my lip hard enough that a metallic taste floods my mouth and I dig my nails into the other hand so I can keep still and keep quiet. He presses another finger into my entrance, keeping a steady movement. My hips are aching to move and they start to lift off the mattress before I can stop it. Eddie takes his free hand and slams me back into the bed taking his mouth off me with a pop sound. “Come on you were doing so well before princess, just breathe and focus” 

He keeps his hand on my waist, gripping hard, digging his nails in, I can feel skin breaking. 

Eddie speeds up the movement of his fingers, flicking his tongue up and down my clit. I'm out of breath from the effort to keep everything in and I start to feel myself getting close.

“Eddie “ I gasp out, warning him.

“You can't cum yet, not until I tell you to.” His voice is deep, rough and commanding. I look down and see only Eddie's hair, his face buried in between my legs eating me out like it's his last meal. I concentrate on holding off the wave of an orgasm threatening to break through me. I hold my breath to try and help, feeling lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. Eddie removes his fingers from me and lifts his head up just before I'm sure I can't hold off any longer. “Well done, you listen so well.” I breathe out hard and Eddie comes up to kiss me, I can taste myself in his mouth.

“Did you like that baby?” 

“Yeah, fuck, yeah i liked that.” Eddie's cheeks are flushed, my juices smeared on the sides of his mouth. Eddie gets off the bed again and takes his jeans off. I lay there catching my breath for a second as I wait for whatever he is planning to do next. He gets on top of me, straddling me again, in nothing but his boxers, his bulge prominent. 

“You okay?” 

I smile, “I'm okay Eddie.” 

“Good girl.” such a simple phrase that never fails to turn me on even more. He holds the fingers that were just inside of me up to my mouth and I open my mouth gladly, sucking on them, licking in between the two a sweet and salty taste filling my mouth. Once Eddies fingers are all slicked up with spit he removes them “mmm, that was fucking hot.” I giggle and the smile is quickly wiped off my face as Eddie pushes the two fingers inside me again. Thrusting them in and out, his thumb rubbing my clit. He kisses me hard, his other hand digging his nails into my waist. He bites my lip as he pulls away, moving to bite and kiss my neck. I cry out in pleasure as Eddie slips a third finger in and he quickly covers my mouth with his hand “what did I say?” Eddie growls. Removing his hand to wrap it round my neck instead

 “I-i’m sorry” comes out of me in breaths. He rocks his fingers in and out and starts to cut off my airway. “You can't cum okay? I say you’re not allowed.” he keeps his face close to mine, puffs of his breath hitting my cheek. “You’re so pretty, so wet and warm all for me.” His voice is like honey, the softness of it washing over me. He speeds up the movement on my clit and I feel myself getting close again. I whimper quietly wringing my hands together. “Eddie, please” I choke out, his hand still on my neck. “Please let me cum please.” my voice is weak, begging.

Eddie chokes me even harder “no, you cum when i say you can, now keep quiet.” Eddie knows my body so well that he keeps going up until the last second when I'm sure I'm about to feel the orgasm burst through me and it doesn't. “Well done, my good little girl, I’m s’proud of you.'' I gulp in fresh breaths of air as Eddie releases my throat, my chest heaving up and down. Eddie places soft kisses on my cheeks, squeezing my thigh gently as I catch my breath. “S’okay, just breathe for a minute.” I lie there with my eyes closed until my breaths slow back to a normal rhythm. 

I gasp as I feel Eddie's tip hit my clit, I didn't even notice he'd taken his boxers off, too distracted by everything. Eddie rubs his length up and down my slit, picking me up under my thighs and shifting me so I'm now completely flat on my back. I shift my arms around, them starting to ache from being stretched up above my head for so long. “Need your hands moved?” He's using his soft voice, always amazing me when he switches off his dominant demeanor just to check that I'm okay. I shake my head “no please just, come on Eddie I've been waiting for ages.” he laughs and presses a kiss into the juncture of my neck “and you've been so perfect my beautiful girl.” my breath hitches as Eddie enters me without warning, stretching me out.  

“Fuck, you feel so good, so tight.” Eddie rocks his hips back and forth slowly. My walls clench around him and Eddie starts to move faster, fully pulling out of me and then filling me back up each time. A slapping sound as he thrusts into me. 

“Shhh baby, I told you to be quiet.” Eddie pushes my sweaty hair off my forehead and i shut my mouth not realizing that i had started to make noise “atta girl, you’re so fucking pretty.'' I open my eyes to see Eddie watching as my face is screwed up in pleasure. I spot a drop of sweat running down Eddie's neck, I lean up and lick it, from the base of his neck to the middle of his cheek. His mouth twists in a smile and he catches my lips in his. 

Eddie pushes my legs up allowing for his cock to fill me up even more deeply. He starts to move more gently and then speeds up again following that rhythm. I feel tears spill down my face, everything was simply too much, my body was on fire, pleasure coursing through me and not being able to show it. Eddie wipes the tears away “is that good baby? Keep going, you're doing so well, my perfect little slut.” I don’t want to disappoint him so the tears keep falling and my legs shake, my head pounding. Eddie's mouth is right next to my ear and I can hear the low grunts and moans coming from the back of his throat. “Fuck baby, your pussy is so good.” my eyes roll back as he pounds into me harder each time “Go on baby you can let it all go now.” I wrap my legs around Eddie's waist trying to get him deeper inside of me, I rock my hips matching eddies movement, moaning loudly. “Fuck Eddie.”  he reaches his hand down and starts to rub my clit. I squeeze my legs around him more tightly and he presses his chest to mine. Leaving wet kisses on my face, neck and mouth. Pulling on my hair. “Ah fuck jesus Eddie you’re so big.” high pitched cries and moans escape my mouth, My entire body moving with his. I feel the tightness start to grow between my legs again. I try to push it away, knowing I can't cum until Eddie gives me permission “ I can feel you, I know you need to  cum but hold off just a little bit longer okay?” I just nod, unable to speak, the pressure growing. Eddie slows down for a moment and then speeds up again. “Okay, you ready baby?” I let go of the tension I was holding in and scream out as my orgasm hits me, hard, pure ecstasy. My walls tense tightly around Eddie and I feel as his cock pulses, cumming deeply inside me. My entire body starts to shake and Eddie moves in and out of me slowly riding me through my orgasm. I continue to let out whimpers, unwrapping my legs from Eddie as he slowly pulls out of me. He leans forward speaking softly in my ear “you know exactly how to please me.”

Eddie collapses next to me breathing heavily for a moment, then he presses the button to loosen the handcuffs and takes them off me, rubbing at the indents and kissing them. “did so good” he breathes “you’re always so good” he rolls towards me and pulls me close to him, placing a kiss on my cheek. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah” I just manage to get out. My body is trembling, my legs shaking the most, my heart beating a million miles an hour. Eddie laughs. 

“Bit overwhelmed baby?” I can’t answer so I just grunt in response. 

“Okay, it’s okay babe you just take some deep breaths, you did so well for me you know?” He’s massaging my scalp running his hand up and down my arm. We stay like that for a while as I recover. My body is still shaking but I can breathe properly and I can no longer hear my own heart pounding loudly in my head. “Okay come on, let’s go clean up.” Eddie picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder somehow gently. I let it happen, too overwhelmed to do anything. He places me down on the toilet when we reach the bathroom and I pee, Eddie searching in the cupboards for a washcloth. When I’m done he lifts me up and sits me on the edge of the bath and runs the washcloth under the warm tap. He tenderly wipes my thighs with it, as he wipes along my slit I jerk, the area still far too sensitive. “Sorry” he doesn’t sound sorry in the slightest and when i look down he’s wearing a shit eating grin on his face. I roll my eyes but he’s got a reason to be egotistical. 

“Yeah that was…” I trail off, not finding the words to live up to it. 

“Amazing? The best best sex you’ve ever had and ever will have? The luckiest girl in the world to have me as your boyfriend?” I give him a dopey smile 

“Yeah something like that” 

He wraps his muscled arms around my neck and pulls me close, pressing his lips to my forehead. 

“I love you” he says softly. 

“I love you too” I reply, squeezing my arms around him tightly. Eddie sorts himself out and picks me up again, bringing me back to the bedroom. 

I sit with my legs hanging over the bed as Eddie pulls out some underwear for me and then his biggest band tee that he has. He slips the top over my head, putting my arms through and pulls me up to shimmy the panties up my legs. He lifts the covers and motions for me to get under. 

“Need anything? Food? Something to drink?”

“Water please.” I reply, he smiles at me and pecks my lips. 

“Of course.” he returns quickly, placing the full glass next to me. I grab it and down half. 

Then he gets into bed next to me and I roll into his side, tucking myself under his arm and burying my face into his chest. He rubs my scalp soothingly. 

“Tired?” 

I nod 

“Nap time?” i lift my head up and smile at him

“Yeah” Eddie leans forward and kisses me trying to prise my mouth open. 

I pull back and sigh happily. 

“You've tired me out too much to kiss you properly.” 

“I should complain but that's definitely a compliment.”

I giggle 

“Okay now it's sleep time.” I tell him

“Okay honey.”

I snuggle back into his chest, allowing eddies heartbeat to lull me to sleep

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