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melzula · 1 day
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Ok hear me out. Reader and Zuko go on a run for supplies .Reader makes a mistakes and almost gets seriously hurt/ near death experience. Zuko gets pissed at reader, maybe yells at her. Reader laughs it off and acts like she doesn’t gaf. Zuko later finds reader all shaken up and crying by herself. Love if you don’t, love if you do!
a/n: ty for requesting and hope you enjoy anon !
summary: zuko apologizes and receives something in return
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What was meant to be a simple trip into town for supplies had quickly turned into a disaster, and Zuko believed it was your recklessness to blame.
You’d been too preoccupied in admiring a local merchant’s vast collection of sea shells to notice the Fire Nation soldier creeping up behind you, and if not for Zuko shoving you out of the way to take on the man himself you surely would have been burnt alive. Your failure to stay aware of your surroundings and lackadaisical attitude had almost gotten you killed, and the Prince made sure to point this out to you afterward.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?!” He scolds you after dragging you out of the marketplace by the arm and back towards camp.
“I was looking at shells, actually, before you so rudely interrupted,” you correct with an impatient roll of your eyes, but the act only seems to annoy him further.
“This isn’t a game, y/n! We didn’t come here to mess around, we came to quickly get more food and go, and we couldn’t even do that because you were too busy looking at stupid shells to notice your surroundings! You could have been hurt or worse!”
“Relax, ‘your highness,’” you dismiss him defensively, harshly yanking your arm away from his grasp. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not dead. I’m fine. You need to stop overreacting and leave me alone!”
Zuko watches with a scowl as you stomp away from him and towards your tent, ignoring the quizzical looks your friends send your way as you shut the flaps closed.
“What’s her problem?” Toph asks with a raised brow from her spot beside the campfire.
“What did you do?” Katara snaps at the boy with an accusatory glare.
“I didn’t do anything!” Zuko exclaims defensively. “As a matter of fact, I just saved her life and now she’s mad at me!”
“Saved her life? What happened out there?” Aang questions with a worried frown. “Was anyone hurt?”
“A Fire Nation soldier snuck up on her while she was distracted and was about to strike before I pushed y/n out of the way and fought him myself.”
“So… what you’re saying is you guys didn’t get any food?” Sokka notes dejectedly only to receive a scolding smack upside the head from his sister.
“If you saved her life, then why is she so upset?”
“I may have been a bit harsh with her after,” Zuko admits reluctantly, awkwardly grasping at the back of his neck. “I didn’t mean to snap at her, but I was just frustrated that she wasn’t taking her own safety seriously.”
“Look, that’s just how y/n is sometimes. She’s too trusting of her surroundings sometimes, but you have to gently remind her to be careful,” Sokka explains to his friend. “Maybe if you hadn’t yelled at her she would have taken you seriously.”
“Just give her some time to cool off and apologize later,” Katara advises the fire bender. “She just needs her space.”
Frustrated, Zuko lets out a long sigh before ultimately relenting. Katara is right. He just needs to give you some space to process before bothering you again.
By nightfall the moon has risen in the sky and the rest of your group has called it a day, retreating to their tents to sleep and rest for whatever tomorrow may bring. You still haven’t set foot out of yours since Zuko yelled at you, and the Prince has spent the better half of his day groveling outside waiting for you to emerge. He’s beginning to grow impatient, but he’s also extremely worried. You missed dinner, and no one has been able to get you to come out.
Deciding enough is enough, Zuko takes it upon himself to barge into your tent and check on you. Better you be mad at him for invading your space without permission than for something to be wrong with you without anyone knowing.
When he enters your tent the last thing he expects to find is your figure curled up in your sleeping bag crying. Your body trembles under the blankets and your quiet sniffles are the only sound in the space. If you notice his presence you don’t acknowledge it, and Zuko hesitates before carefully sitting himself beside you.
“Y/n?” He calls out softly, gently pulling the covers back to get a look at your face. Water marks line across your cheeks from tears that had managed to dry off your skin, and it takes you a moment to finally meet his gaze.
“I’m sorry for making you mad,” you whisper meekly, voice cracking with effort after hours of minimal use.
“No, you don’t have to apologize. I should be apologizing for how I acted,” he assures you sincerely, carefully wiping away your remaining tears. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I was just worried about your safety- I’m not sure what I would have done if something bad had happened to you.”
“You really mean that?” You sniffle, looking up at him with doubt clear in your eyes.
“Of course I do. I know it probably didn’t seem that way when I was yelling at you, but I’ve come to care a lot for you, and I’d hate to see you get hurt.”
“I didn’t know…” you murmur quietly as you carefully sit up from your sleeping bag to reach eye level with the Prince. “I always figured you just saw me as some annoying girl you had to babysit.”
“Well, maybe at first,” he admits with a sheepish chuckle only to immediately stop when he catches your unamused glare, “but now I look forward to being sent to the market with you. I enjoy your company even if it means having to be more vigilant of our surroundings on your behalf. Can you just promise me that next time you’ll be a little more careful?”
“I promise,” you nod earnestly and, much to Zuko’s surprise, pull him in for a tight hug. He stiffens at first, unsure how to react to the close contact, but eventually he’s able to allow himself a chance to enjoy your warmth and reciprocate your embrace.
Only you could have the grumpy Prince wrapped so tightly around your finger.
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rafeandonlyrafe · 10 hours
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angel of a daughter
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words: 2.2k
warnings: 18+ only!, smut, stepcest, stepdad!rafe, p in v sex, unprotected sex, virgin!reader, female receiving oral, fingering, breeding, fertility issues (from mother), reader is described as having big boobs, kinda pregnancy kink from rafe but more talk of sex while pregnant, cheating (no daddy kink)
“i got the results back.” your mom says, her voice low and sad, revealing her results with her tone alone. “the doctor says theres no way.” “i’m sorry, mama.” you pout, wrapping your arms around her shoulders. you hate that you feel a bit of relief. your mom had you young, a teenager knocked up by another teenager who ran off the second he heard his girlfriend got pregnant.
your mom raised you until you were a teenager yourself, doing everything by herself until your stepdad came into the picture. he inserted himself perfectly into your life, but expected to have kids of his own.
“whats the plan then?” you question as your stepdad comes into the living room, setting a glass of water down in front of your mom. you sit on either side of her, showing your support. “adoption? surrogate?” 
you like being an only child. you like it just being you, mom, and rafe, but at the same time, you want your mom to be happy, and if a baby gives her that, you'll adjust for her.
“actually…” rafe clears his throat. “we were hoping you’d be willing to help out.”
“yeah, of course.” you nod. “anyway i can.” 
you don’t realize what rafe means until later. you assumed it was just help researching adoption agencies, or finding a surrogate, but as rafe hovers over you, you realize he means to breed you.
“m-my mom can’t be okay with this.” you stutter out, body stiff against the bed, trapped as you blink up at rafe, body caging you over the mattress.
“she thinks you’re going to get inseminated.” he huffs out, breath warm against your face. “and in a way you are. a natural way.”
“i-i-” you stutter out. “i don't know about this.”
“come on, i see the way you look at me.” rafe shifts his weight to one hand, gliding down the other down your torso, squeezing your hip gently. “i know you want this.”
“you're married to my mom!” your eyes are wide, but a spark does ignite inside of you. “you're my stepdad!”
“and you’re going to be doing both of us such a big favor, pretty girl.” rafe coos, his fingers running along the material of your shorts, stroking closer and closer to your center every time.
“i-i guess it would be easier than going to a doctor.” you’re sure it involves waivers and legal shit that your mind just can’t even wrap around.
“exactly!” rafe smiles down at you, glad for your naivety. “besides, im making you feel good... you’ll get pregnant, and both of us will feel real good.”
“how many times will we get to do it?” you whisper, hands reaching up to touch rafes cheeks, running your finger down the smooth planes. “like, it probably won’t take the first time.”
“as many times as we have to babygirl. and i’ll take real good care of you during your pregnancy. rub your feet, buy whatever you are craving, eat you out.” rafe loves the way your eyes blow wide.
“thats not appropriate!” your mom has lectured you long and hard about sexual experiences and above all how important it is to wait so you don’t become pregnant young like she did. and now she is asking you to allow your stepdad to breed you when you’re freshly out of your teen years.
“its okay, its just you helping us out so im helping you back out in return.” rafe moves his hand up to cup your cheek. “let me show you.”
he leans down to press your lips together in a kiss. you lay frozen for a moment before beginning to move back, reciprocating the kiss as your hands fist into his shirt, tugging him lower.
you let out a moan into his mouth and rafe has to pull away to chuckle. “see, i knew you wanted me babygirl.”
“yeah.” you nod. “okay, lets do this.” damn the consequences, you can think about them later.
“good.” he coos out, lips back against yours quickly as his hand gropes at your breast, rubbing them through your tanktop. you’ve always been insecure about the size of your chest, but as rafe lowers down to look at them, you think about them in a whole new light.
“these are gonna feed our baby so well.” he says, tugging at the hem of your shirt, lower and lower until it breeches the swell of your breasts and they pop out the top. you don’t ask who he means by ‘our’. you can indulge in the fantasy that it’s just you and rafe. that your mom is still in the picture, but only in the role as your mother, not the one of rafes baby. 
rafe wraps his lips around your nipple, sucking deeply into his mouth, so in contrast to what it must feel like to have an infant feeding.
“i-more.” you gasp out as rafes fingers play with your other nipple, rolling and pinching at it until they’re both stiff peaks.
“i can’t wait to fuck you baby.” rafe says, helping you sit up just slightly to pull your shirt off, the small pajama shorts the only barrier you have left on your body. rafe also tugs his shirt off. you’ve seen him shirtless before in the pool or on your boat, but its different in this low lighting, so intimate and close. 
“gonna eat your pretty pussy first though.” rafe tugs your shorts down, your thighs pressing together to allow you to keep that part of yourself hidden for a moment longer, before rafe is pushing at your legs and slotting himself onto the bed in between them.
“aww.” rafe smiles, looking much more like a boy your age with his grin rather than your stepfather. “i knew she’d be cute.” his hands stroke over your inner thighs. “have you ever had a guy eat your pussy before?”
“no.” you shake your head. “never done anything with a guy.” you’ve kissed past boyfriends, but it never went beyond that.
“im gonna be your first?” theres a spark in rafes eye when he realizes that you’re a virgin. that he’s going to deflower you, fill you up. 
“y-yeah.” you nod. 
rafe wants you to cum once with his mouth and fingers first to open you up and get you wetter before he fucks you, so he wastes no more time, pushing his face forward between your legs, tongue swiping over your folds as you scream out in pleasure. 
rafe is glad as your moans increase with every flick of his tongue and glide of his lips that he chose to sneak into your room in a time when your mom was gone, off to the spa with her girlfriends, no doubt sharing to them her recent doctors trip and how her angel of a daughter agreed to be a surrogate so her and rafe could have a baby of their own.
“you taste so good.” rafe says. he isn’t one to enjoy giving head often, but you really are the sweetest taste on his lips. he focuses in on your clit as your entire body stiffens before relaxing, sighing out as your head becomes fuzzier and fuzzier with every touch of rafes mouth.
“do you touch yourself here?” rafe asks, pressing kisses to your clit, making out with it just like he did you mouth.
“no.” you shake your head. you occasionally grinded yourself into a pillow stuffed between your legs to get off when you got too overwhelmed, but you never reached your hand in your pants to feel yourself.
“what about here?” rafe brings his hand to your cunt, finger circling around your entrance.
your eyes widen again, that gloriously innocent startled look that has rafe grinding into the bed to give his cock some sort of relief.
“never!” you shake your head.
rafe just smiles, going back to focusing on your clit as his finger pushes in. you’re so wet it’s not difficult at all, but he can feel the way you squeeze around his digit, getting used to the feeling of the intrusion.
“relax for me, princess.” rafe says, sucking at your clit as he begins to move his finger in and out until he’s able to easily pump, the delicious squelching of your wetness filling the room with his every movement.
“gonna add a second, okay?” rafe talks you through the process, not wanting to do something to scare you into changing your mind. “gotta open you up for my cock, baby.”
rafe pushes a second finger into your entrance, working you open until he feels your body stiffen, his concentration going to your clit as he works you through your orgasm, your high so suddenly breeching that your body locks up and you let out a scream.
“shh, i got you.” rafe kisses along your mound as you work through it, pussy clenching around his fingers as he scissors them, knowing he needs you looser to fit inside.
“that-” you gasp out, mouth suddenly feeling dry. “that was so good.” “yeah?” rafe smiles up at you. “i can keep helping you feel that way, baby.”
“mhm.” you nod, not sure how you’ll ever go without now that you’ve felt the high that rafe can get you.
“can i fuck you now?” he questions. as much as he’s ready to go right now, if he has to build you up to allow him inside bare, he would wait.
“yeah.” your voice is dripping with eagerness. “yeah, yes please. just need a drink of water first.”
you sit up slightly, going to reach for your water bottle on your bedside table, but rafe moves quicker, helping you bring the bottle to your lips and suck the water down, pulling away with a gasp as a drop of water glides down your chin, reaching your throat before rafes tongue is on your skin, tasting the sheen of sweat as he follows the wet trail up to your lips, kissing you to keep your mind occupied.
he works his pants and underwear off while you’re wrapped up in the kiss, your hands stroking through his hair, playing with the strands. 
rafe moves your legs to wrap around his hips as he holds onto his cock, swiping it through your folds. he taps the head against your sensitive swollen clit, making you pull away with a gasp.
“stay nice and relaxed for me, baby.” rafe says, pressing kisses to your jaw as he lines up with your entrance. he pushes in slowly, your eyes clenching shut as your chest moves up and down with each breath, trying to keep your body relaxed like rafe said.
“there ya go.” rafe says, halfway inside your cunt. “good girl.”
he pushes as far in as your pussy allows, both of you sitting in that moment, relishing in the feeling of being joined together as you stretch to accommodate his large length, shifting your hips side to side and up and down to get used to the feeling.
“i gotta move, baby.” rafe says, his voice sounding strained.
“yeah, go ahead.” you nod. despite your affirmation, rafe continues to move slowly, his hips swinging back before pressing forward, carefully building up a rhythm.
“it feels really good.” you tell rafe, your cheeks flushed bright pink, hair fanned out on the pillow around you like a glowing halo.
“yeah, yeah.” rafe nods rapidly, his grip on control quickly loosening. “you feel so good too.”
rafe knows he should stop, but he loves the way your body reacts to his dirty words. “you’re so tight around me. i love this pussy. so much better than your mamas. gonna give me a baby, right?”
“i-yeah.” you nod. “fill me up.”
rafes loosening control shatters, his hips swinging forward fast, burying his cock inside of you as the pace instantly triples. you let out a squeal, the sheets gripped in your hands as he pounds into you.
“gonna fill up your pretty little cunnie, baby.” rafe grunts out, his own forehead sheening with sweat from his effort, his muscles straining as he pushes up then down, up then down.
“want it so bad.” you whine. 
“fuck.” rafe gasps out, mouth dropping open, his lips shiny from eating you out. “can’t last much longer. gonna cum.”
you experiment, clenching your pussy around his cock, and judging by rafes reaction of a loud moan and curse, you can tell he likes it. you continue, squeezing every time he pulls out, wanting to keep his cock wrapped in your warmth.
“i-im cumming.” rafe gasps out, his cock growing inside of you before your eyes widen, suddenly feeling warmth spreading as his cum fills you, his cock pressing in even harder, hoping it reaches your womb.
“god.” rafe groans, lowering his body on top of yours, but you don’t care about the weight as you smile.
“we’re gonna keep doing that?” you ask, running your hand down his back.
rafe looks up at you. “oh, of course baby. gonna keep fucking you while you’re pregnant too, maybe you’ll give us twins.”
you roll your eyes and giggle at rafe. “thats not how it works, silly!” “oh, what do you know?” rafe smirks at you. “you haven’t even had sex before!”
“well… i have now.” you mumble, shifting your hips from side to side, rafes cock still lodged deep inside of you.
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innerwomen · 1 day
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Jasmine Tea and Cakes
Paring: Zuko x Reader
TYPE: suggestion. Fluffy
WARNINGS: none.
Parts: Here is where this suggestion stemmed from, though that and this fic can both be read as stand alones.
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Thank you @icantwaittoliveandlearn for the motivation and inspiration of this fic!
Message: I’m back from the dead! Updates will be slow but I’m coming back to my rhythm, I had been unmotivated and overwhelmed but, here, a peace offering a fluffy Zuko Fic.
It’s been months but it’s felt like years since you had to watch Zuko and uncle Iroh leave the Fire Nation and be in search of the Avatar.
You tried busying yourself in the mean time, but every time you tried your mind would subconsciously rear itself back to Zuko; back to the conversation both of you had the night before he left and the day he lost in the Agni Kai. You worried that he would lose himself while trying to earn back his honor but you trusted that Iroh would always steer him back on the right path. ——-
While Zuko was away, the Fire Nations hunger for domination grew and the main target was Ba Sing Sa. You were told the infiltration would happen from inside the great Earth city. Hence why you and a couple other Firebenders were sent to live undercover in the city for a week. You only agreed to this order because you saw it as a means to escape the Fire Nation undetected. You didn’t want to spend another second in the country that had such a man as Ozai as its leader and voice of reason.
You had been making your plans, and on Friday you planned to abandon the mission and make your way to an earth village away from the big city.
While spying, or more accurately said, exploring; the city you found many intriguing things. Such as the spices and herbs, the cuisine and clothing. It was all so new and exciting, you were truly enjoying yourself. You had also gotten into the habit, since arriving, to go a new restaurant every night; to take advantage of the little time you’d have in the capital. Tonight’s restaurant was a tea shop that you had heard from many locals and tourist, was absolutely delicious sweets and bliss teas.
When you reached the street the little shop was sat at, you could already smell the jasmine, chamomile, ginger and spearmint seeping from its windows and front entrance. When you walked in you immediately noticed the calm ambient and staff. This place was sure to live up to its expectations.
“Hello, Ms! Please have a seat anywhere you like, one of our waiters will be with you shortly.” One of the staff members says smiling as they served customers and spoke to you.
“Thank you.” You say before making your way to a table by a window with a good view of the street from the seat. You peered over the menu, reading the plethora of tea and cake options.
“I’m Lee, your server. What do you want to order?” Suddenly a bored and rather irritated voice asks.
You put the menu down to get a look at this Lee who’s voice held such attitude and sass. When you look up you instantly recognize the face, and scar. “Zuko?” You ask quietly making sure your eyes aren’t deceiving you and it really was the boy you haven’t stopped worrying about since you last saw him.
When the server boy sees your face that was originally obscured from the menu he drops his note pad and pen and his eyes widen. “Y/n?” He breaths with disbelief.
At hearing your name you stand up and throw your arms around Zuko into a hug, without missing a beat he wraps his arms around your torso and brings you in closer.
Muffled by his face buried in your shoulder Zuko mumbles, “I’ve missed you, Y/n.”
“Me too. A lot.”
You both pull away from each other and you can’t help but notice how well his scar has healed; and how confident Zuko looks once again. “What are you doing here, Zuko?” How in the world did he end up working in a tea shop; how ironic.
“Well after the search for the Avatar, Azula was on our trail and one thing lead to another- now I work at a tea shop and Uncle Iroh has a bumming business.” He says humbly as he takes his hand through his hair. “But how are you here?”
“Long story short, I was offered to spy from the inside of Ba Sing Se and I only agreed as an opportunity to leave behind all ties with the Fire Nation.” You say almost proud of the plan that you’ve made.
“Your going to become a runaway?” He asks shocked, “that’s what you want? You know if they catch you-”
You signal him to calm his rambling, “I know the consequences and outcomes, and I am taking the risk. Because it’s worth it.” You say smiling reassuringly. “Now tell me everything that’s happened since we’ve last saw each other! I bet you’ve had amazing adventures and have visited new places.” You say excited, as you sit him in the seat across from you to hear everything you’ve missed since the banishment.
Midway through one of his stories you hear and can see the character growth the boy before you underwent. He changed. It showed in the way he spoke calmly and slowly, the way his shoulder relaxed when he spoke, and most obvious to you, the way his eye were clearer. No longer fogged by his father’s ideology or pressure. He has bettered himself and though you know it was hard, you were so proud, because he did it for himself.
“LEE! We are twelve orders behind what is holding you up?” Iroh’s voice booms as he walks out of the kitchen with trays full of orders. When he looks across the room he stops when he sees his nephew seated across from you. “Y/n?” When he sees you smile, he knows it’s you, “Y/N!” Quickly he runs over and engulfs you in a huge.
“Uncle Iroh!” You say just as happy to see the man who practically raised you alongside Zuko.
“What a lovely suprise! Here,” he places a beautiful blue tea cup with delicate drawings of flowers and vines along with its matching saucer in front of you, “Tea is often best enjoyed with the company of others. You two catch up, I’ll wrangle down another server to help with the orders.”
“Thank you, Uncle.”
“Thank you, Iroh!”
You take a slow sip, the hot liquid warms you up and the honey it’s mixed with a nice balm as it glides down while you swallow. “Mmmhm. Just as good as always.” You smile, “Ok, what was it you were saying about a secret tunnel?”
Zuko who was completely distracted by your look of happiness blurts, “I missed you.”
Your smile reaches your eyes as you set your hand over Zuko’s, “Me too.”
Quickly awaken from his trance by the physical touch he embarrassedly asks trying not to stumble over his words, “What was it you wanted to know again?”
“Everything, Zuko. Everything.”
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literallyangeldust · 3 days
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જ⁀➴ Adam x sinner! male reader ๋࣭ ⭑
adam comes knocking on your door during extermination! <;3
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๋࣭ ⭑ Request: not requested
๋࣭ ⭑ TW: crack fic, I did not take this seriously lol, adam in denial
๋࣭ ⭑ Word Count: 395
๋࣭ ⭑ Timeline: before the show lol
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Headcannons!!!
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● You were chilling in your house on extermination day thinking everything would be as normal and you would be fine when you hear a knock on the door. When you go check and look through the peephole you spot.. holy shit its an angel.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● You try to stay away from the door but Adam just busts in at first with the intent to kill you but once he sees you he lowers his weapon.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● That's how yours and Adam's relationship started! He would often visit you during extermination and sometimes would sneak down to come see you.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● He would play his newest songs to you and give you his bands merch. He was super proud of his music and would make that very clear to you.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● Adam loves you so much, you're his lovely boyfriend after all. You're the only sinner Adam will stand next to for longer than 5 seconds.
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You were scrolling on your phone trying to ignore the screaming and yelling outside. It's the yearly extermination and you were laying safely inside covered by a blanket. At least you thought you were safe. You soon heard a knock on the door which confused you, who the fuck would visit you during extermination? You thought it might have been a desperate sinner looking to escape the bloodthirsty angels. You stood up and looked through your peephole and holy fucking shit thats an angel. You back away from the door in shock. Why the fuck was an angel knocking at your door? There should be plenty of sinners outside, why you for fucks sake?! You then heard the knocking again. “Come on bitchy demon! Open your fucking door!” you heard the voice of the angel from outside speak. Oh fuck no. You quickly leave to get to your bedroom to get some form of protection or to hide or anything. But you soon heard the boom of the door being smashed open.
You quickly turned around in fear staring at this demon. He had some form of mask, it had a yellow smirk on its face and an axe guitar in his hand. But once he laid eyes on you his eyes widened and the smirk fell. “God damn you're hot– I thought sinners were supposed to be fucking ugly! What the shit is this?!” you just looked at him confused… Are we sure this is an angel? “Um… please get out of my house.” he just looked at you and squinted. “Hm no! I’m good babes, I mean I might consider leaving if ya wanna fuck.” you just look flabbergasted at him. “I'm sorry… WHAT?! I am not fucking you.” you said and he shrugged, “Whatever I'm sure theres much better pussy in heaven.” you raise an eyebrow at that. “You do know I'm a guy right?” he chokes on air at your statement. “WHAT?!”
“Yeah, I'm a guy.” you say as if it's the most obvious thing which it is. “Oh well. This is awkward. Uh I'm not gay so–” you just raise your eyebrow. “Mhm sure you are big guy.” he just scowls. “I'M NOT GAY!” he huffs out and crosses his arms. “Well whatever, demon fuck I'm gonna go kill something.” he says quickly leaving. Did you seriously just survive that?
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adam is funny asf, totally denies being gay 100%
notes are appreciated!! d(・∀・)b
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xoxunhinged · 16 hours
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Nikto x Ghost x König x Keegan x You
Poker Night - Part 2 😏 You asked for it…
MDNI, Heavy duty smut, four-way, double penetration, oral, PinV, PinA, dicks everywhere, I could go on but hopefully ya get the drift
Big thank you to @blacktacmopsi who was the sanity and beta for this madness. Also thank you to the original anon who made me feral by dropping this into my RQs
The most whimsical combination…Part 1 is here
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It’s so tense around the poker table, you could cut it with a knife.
Keegan’s icy eyes are narrowed almost to slits in his face. Nikto keeps flashing irritatingly smug looks at him, still obviously holding a strong hand.
König is glancing at you repeatedly, sat snuggly on Ghost’s lap. The Austrian shuffles his cards occasionally, rubbing the back of his neck.
You watch them all, tracing little patterns on Ghost’s jean covered thighs with your fingers. Every now and then he rubs his cheek against the side of your face. You can feel his stubble through the soft balaclava.
König deals the final turn, while everyone watches closely.
“Fucking bullshit.” Snarls Keegan. Then he glances at you. “I’m sorry baby, I gotta fold.”
Ghost leans forward and picks up another card.
“Better luck next time mate.”
Keegan huffs mutinously.
“I, for one, cannot wait to fuck you pretty.” Nikto grins blowing you a kiss.
You wriggle on Ghost’s lap and he plants a small peck on the top of your head.
After the final round, Nikto lays down his cards with a flourish. He’s got a straight flush.
Ghost sighs and lays down his own straight.
“Tag team?” He asks Nikto, one blonde brow quirking. Ghost doesn’t really want to share you, but rules are rules. They’ve got to split the winnings.
“I go first I think.”
König’s voice rings out firmly, as he places a royal flush on the table.
Nikto and Ghost both seem momentarily lost for words. Even Keegan’s scowl drops for a minute in disbelief.
“Let me see those!” Snaps Nikto, almost jumping across the table to examine them. But there’s no doubting the neat set of hearts König has collected.
“Come here Maus.” He pats his knee gently.
You go to get up, but Keegan and Nikto stand too.
“I won the night fair and square.” König hisses.
Ghost looks him dead in the eye.“You did. But no one said we didn’t get to watch.”
Nikto’s aqua eyes are glittering in his mask. Ghost stands and carries you to the bedroom in the apartment, while the others follow. Then, he settles himself in an old armchair nonchalantly.
You climb onto the kingsize in the centre of the room. König stares from you on the bed, over to Ghost, while Keegan moves behind you and snuggles into your neck.
“You okay baby? You can tell me if you’re not.”
You kiss him on the cheek reassuringly, then reach for König’s hand. For a minute he looks like he wants to keep bickering with Nikto, who’s now sat on the corner of the mattress.
But when you tug off your jeans and expose your weeping cunt to him, he forgets about that entirely.
Sinking to the edge of the bed, König tugs his mask off and buries his face into your core. You squirm, as his lips and tongue devour you, large palms spreading your legs wider.
“How’s it taste?” Nikto asks, voice heavy as he watches König licking broad stripes across your pussy.
“Unbelievable.” Replies the Austrian, the vibrations of his voice nearly making your eyes roll back in your head.
Keegan starts placing little love bites on your shoulder, unbuttoning your shirt as he does it.
“Let em see your rack baby, it’s to die for.”
When your breasts are free of the little black bra you’re wearing, Keegan starts playing with your nipples. He knows just how much that makes your toes curl.
Nikto grabs his arm.
“I don’t think so, you lost remember?”
He shoves Keegan aside roughly and pulls you into his chest, his own palms touching your tits, as you feel his cock rigid against your ass.
König shoots him a look, but doesn’t remove his mouth from you. Gradually he starts to stretch you out on his fingers, prepping you for what’s to come.
Relegated to the bedside, Keegan adjusts his stiff dick in his trousers. Ghost just watches silently, occasionally tilting his head like he’s thinking about something.
You don’t notice any of this really though, too lost in the feeling of König’s mouth and Nikto’s burning kisses, warm on your soft neck.
Legs shaking, König brings you to your first peak. Then he withdraws his rigid cock, fisting it a few times. It’s fucking huge and you gulp at the sight of it, despite your earlier bravery.
Shooing Nikto away, König pulls you to the edge of the bed and puts one leg on his broad shoulder.
“Ready Schatz?” He asks you, rubbing himself against your slick until you whimper. Tremulously you nod, then he bullies his shaft into you in one thrust.
“Fuck!” You’re arching off the bed, as König grunts, bottoming out.
Keegan kneels next to you, his own cock out as he strokes it.
“You’re doing so good baby. Such a good girl.”
You grit your teeth, as it feels like König is rearranging your insides.
Then Nikto, in a surprisingly tender gesture, kneels on your other side and turns your face to his.
“So pretty, such a sweet little thing.” Nikto’s hand reaches down and starts playing with your clit, making pleasure begin to replace the pain of the stretch.
König kisses your calf softly, slowing his pace to let you adjust. The bed creaks as Ghost settles by your head. He pulls you up slightly onto his knees, so you can see König’s thick dick moving into your tight pussy.
“You’re okay love, look at how well you’re taking him.”
You moan, as Nikto’s wicked fingers tease your little bud. Ghosts digits toy with your lips, sliding them inside your mouth. He chuckles as you start to suck.
Trembling slightly with his impending release, König flips you onto all fours.
“Stretch em out ready for us.” Ghost orders.
With the discipline of a trained soldier, König spits onto his hand and starts massaging it into your tight asshole. You keen, knees shaking as he slides one thick finger in, then two.
“Gonna cum!” You cry, your orgasm sneaking up as König stretches your puckered ring.
All four men groan, as you clench with ecstasy. König cums shortly afterwards, the pressure of your cunt too much, with his thick spend soaking your thighs.
Keegan fists his dick hard. König pulls out, as Ghost lifts you towards him.
His shaft is almost as thick as König’s, but you’re too fucked out to worry about it. Nikto slides straight back into your dripping pussy, letting out a deep growl at how wet it is.
“Fuck, even prettier from the inside little one.”
You take Ghost into your mouth, tasting the salty fluid on the crown of his dick. It hits the back of your throat and you gag slightly.
“Take it slow yeah.” Ghost coaches you as you begin to suck him, eyes wide and shining.
Nikto is lost in your cunt, swearing in Russian. Ghost knots a hand into your hair, bringing your gaze up to his face again.
“Reckon you can take us both love?”
You nod, mouth full of cock making it difficult to reply. Nikto’s dick as a slight curve in it, that’s scrambling all coherent thought.
You’re manhandled between Ghost and Nikto, sandwiched between their broad chests perfectly. The Russian croons and strokes your hair, as Ghost lines himself up behind you.
“Just relax pretty one.” Nikto toys with your clit again, as the pressure of Ghost pushing into your barren channel becomes intense.
You start to pant as he works himself inside. The stretch is fucking delicious though, building in intensity until you’re barely able to keep your head up. Nikto thrusting into your core, while Ghost matches him in your arse, thighs slapping against your cheeks.
You swear you’re almost drooling.
“Goddamn baby! Doing so well!” Huffs Keegan, about ready to cum in his own hand. König runs soft fingers down your cheeks, whispering endearments at you.
You have no idea what he’s saying, the raw sounds of sex filling the room. But it seems sweet.
Nikto and Ghost begin to work you hard, spurring each other on. When they switch places, you moan at the emptiness.
“Such a needy thing eh.” Ghost kisses you roughly, mask tugged up over his nose.
Nikto isn’t as long as Ghost, but his cock still makes your eyes sting as it fucks into your rear. You whine, clutching at the strong shoulders in front of you.
Ghost huffs, pupils dilating, chest to chest with you. Unable to help yourself, you cream all over him, cumming so hard your vision blacks out for a moment.
The increased pressure makes Nikto follow you over the edge. He spanks your arse as he pulls out, leaving a large red print.
You wrap your arms tightly around Ghost’s neck, as Keegan groans into his fist. You feel König’s hands around your waist, as he takes Nikto’s place.
You’re sobbing, eyes rolling as the Austrian starts to rearrange your insides again, from this new angle. He and Ghost refuse to make eye contact, even as they’re both losing their minds inside you.
It’s so tight, you think you might actually be torn in two. Both men are chasing their highs, making your body fucking sing.
Ghost grabs your chin and forces your mouth against his as he finishes. His counterpart is not going to last much longer, you’re so hot and tight, clenching around him.
Ever the gentleman, Ghost holds you up, cooing at you, fucking his seed back into your core with his fingers. You gasp, while his rough thumb teases your over sensitive clit, another peak building in your stomach.
“Cum love, just once more. Want this one to be mine.” He whispers.
Through the burning sting of König rutting into your body, Ghost coaches one more orgasm from you, grinning as you leak over his fingers.
Just as you wail your way through it, König growls and pumps a second load inside you. Exhausted, you fall forwards into Ghost’s arms, clinging to his muscled body.
Hours later, while König snores, Keegan carries you into the shower. Ghost and Nikto aren’t around to tell him off, both smoking and playing cards again in the next room.
“You okay baby, fuck I ain’t ever seen anything like that.”
You nod, eyelashes fluttering sleepily. Carefully, Keegan runs you a bath and places your aching body into it.
You drag him in too, so water slops over the sides.
“Did you finish?” You ask him coyly, watching his lean arms cuddling around your hips.
He rests his head on your shoulder.
“Yeah. But I won’t say no to another round, if you’re up to it doll?”
Quietly, so he won’t get his ear chewed off by the victorious players, Keegan fucks you in the bathroom as you hold onto the sink.
Four in one night. A personal record you think, while he makes you quake around his length, turning your face to the mirror to watch.
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togamicchi · 2 days
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idk if i requested already but... shark/ocean themed pixels please? :3
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HAI
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garysprites · 3 days
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can u make Terezi and Gamzee doing silly things, pretty pleaseeee??? Pweasee
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arcsimper5 · 3 days
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Aloha 🌺
I’ve recently discovered your blog and I looooveee your fics 😭.
I saw that your requests are open but I didn’t see any rules so excuse me if I did something wrong.
May I request a sweet (possessive) Hunter x F!Reader fic? I loved how you touched on Hunters doubts in Flutter but I’d love to know how you’d think he reacts when there is an idiots in love trope going on.
Spice/smut is always welcome but I don’t want to restrict your creativity.
Thank you 🙏🏻🌺
Hellooooooo lovely anon!
I'm so sorry this took so long, I've been flitting from project to project and not had time to really sit down and think about anything!
So, I wrote what turned into basically a prequel for Flutter, as within that there's a mention of how reader and Hunter got together.
This is a spicy little ficlet, so I hope it's what you wanted and what you were looking for!
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Pairing: Hunter x Reader Explicit content within! Warnings: Angst, pining, idiots in love, guilt, swearing, mentions of bad past.
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Hunter could practically feel the anger radiating from you as you tucked Omega into the spare bunk, making sure Lula was carefully snuggled under her arm before you leant in, whispering goodnight.
Your soft smile, reserved for the young girl, was quickly replaced with a glare as you tugged the curtain across and turned to him, a fire unlike anything he’d ever seen in your eyes.
“My room. Now,” you instructed, heading for the makeshift quarters you had in what had formerly been the storage room. It was by no means large, barely fitting you slightly larger than regulation bed and a small storage chest side by side, but it gave you privacy at least.
If Wrecker, Tech or Echo noticed your anger, they didn’t say anything, all merely shrugging or shaking their heads when Hunter sent them a desperate look, one that screamed ‘help me’.
But he was on his own, letting out a deep sigh as he trudged after you, his head hanging a little.
You stepped to the side, allowing him into the room with you before you closed the door behind you, crossing your arms across your chest.
Hunter took another deep breath as he turned, bracing himself for your telling off.
“How could you?” 
The simple question was laced with venom, anger pouring off of you in waves as you hissed it, leaning forward a little.
“Who the kriff do you think you are that you can just decide that Omega is going to live with a bunch of strangers she just met, and not even talk to us about it?”
“They’re not strangers,” Hunter protested, “they…”
“They are to her!”
Your heart was hammering in your chest, eyes stinging as you stared at Hunter, trying to keep your composure.
“I know what it’s like, to be cast off because no-one wants you, Hunter. You can’t just… do that!”
“I… I wasn’t trying to abandon her,” Hunter murmured, shame flooding his system. Any anger he’d felt at your earlier comments began to melt away as you continued, the salty scent of your tears hitting him like a speeder.
“But that’s what she’ll think,” you choked, breath catching in your throat, “that kid has never been allowed to make a decision in her whole damn life, and the first one she’s made, you try and take away from her!”
“Because I was doing what I thought was best!” Hunter protested, folding his arms to mirror yours, his defences going up once more.
“For who? For her? Or for you?”
“That’s not fair,” Hunter snarled, his eyes narrowing, “Cut and Suu are good people. She’d be with kids her own age…”
“I don’t care if they’re the Force incarnate!” you shouted back, immediately closing your eyes and taking a steadying breath, trying to claw back a sense of calm. “You can’t just decide she’s going to live somewhere else without talking to her, or to us!”
“We don’t know the first thing about kids!” the sergeant barked back, taking a step towards you. “How are we supposed to look after her?”
“Trying would be a good start,” you snapped back sharply, “not shouting at her for making a simple mistake, not trying to dump her on other people. Omega saved your life on Kamino and Force knows she saved all of our shebs back there. Cut, Suu and the kids wouldn’t even have been on that shuttle if it wasn’t for her!”
That silenced Hunter for a moment, your words swarming over him.
“She’s just a kid,” he protested weakly, shaking his head. “I… I’m sorry. I panicked. I… I thought she’d be better off with them. Safer, with them. Being here, on this ship… it’s no life for a kid. It’s barely a life for us… for you.”
His gaze softened as he looked back up at you, the sincerity in them disarming you abruptly.
“Hunter,” you croaked, your tears finally spilling over, “she… She wants to be here. With you. Her family.”
“But she deserves…”
Cocking an eyebrow at the derisive snort you let out, Hunter’s eyes narrowed once more, less anger and more confusion driving the action this time.
“Didn’t we have this exact conversation just after Onderon? Before everything went to shit?” you murmured, dropping your arms to your sides. “You trying to get me to leave with the refugees because it would be ‘safer’? Because I ‘deserved better’?”
Hunter shuffled uncomfortably, drawing in a deep breath as he too let his arms drop, his eyes closing against your reasoning.
“I’ll tell you now what I told you then; I’ve made my choice. I would rather spend my days locked in an Imperial prison than apart from you, from my squad. Omega made the same choice. You seem to have that effect on people.”
The joke caught Hunter by surprise, a short peal of laughter escaping his lips before he shook his head, his expression softening once again.
“For our sins,” he huffed dramatically, your lips turning up into a soft, fond smile for the first time since you’d left Salucemi.
“Hunter,” you called, the exhaustion in your voice suddenly clear. Looking you over cautiously, Hunter stepped forward, coming to meet you as you raised your hands. His met yours without hesitation, lacing your fingers together as your foreheads came to rest against one anothers, both closing your eyes and enjoying the moment. 
“It won’t happen again,” he promised lowly, his guilt obvious, “and… I’m sorry.”
“I know,” you sighed, squeezing his hands softly, offering silent comfort. “Look… if things get too bad, I… I’ll take Omega. I’ll take her and find somewhere, and we can…”
“No…”
The word was huffed so softly, you weren’t sure Hunter had spoken at all until you opened your eyes, shocked at what you found.
Hunter’s gorgeous, chestnut grey eyes were reddened, a single tear rolling down his tattooed cheek, your breath stolen by the way he looked at you.
“Hunter?”
“I… I need you,” he admitted gently, “I… Maker, cyare, I…”
Your stomach fluttered even as your confusion grew.
The relationship you shared with Hunter had always been… different.
While you could joke with Wrecker, chat for hours with Tech and reminisce with Echo, Hunter had always been more… intense. 
The first time you’d found him having a panic attack, you hadn’t hesitated to pull him into your room, laying him down and stroking soothing hands through his hair until the panic subsided.
By the time he woke up some four hours later, he’d been shocked to find himself in a comfortable bed, surrounded by plush pillows with an eye mask on and soothing ocean sounds playing from a small device on your trunk.
Since that day, you’d confided in each other, become closer in a way you had never thought possible. And selfishly, it had left you wanting more.
More of Hunter. More of his attention, his affection, his body and mind… But you would never ask. It was against regulations, and it was a distraction. Until the war ended.
‘He doesn’t mean it like that,’ you chastised yourself inwardly, ‘he doesn’t. He can’t.’
“Hunter?” you managed, the question breathed into the space between you, your eyes still locked with his, “What… What do…”
“On Onderon… I… I didn’t want you to go. I was so glad you chose me, chose us. And then, seeing you cuffed in the cells… I thought I’d made a bad call. I thought I might lose you. I should have… I should have said something then, but…”
“About what?” you prompted into the void left by his cut off sentence, his eyes closing once again as he sucked in a deep breath, trying to steady himself.
You couldn’t suppress the gasp that left you as Hunter pulled you against him suddenly, pressing you back against the wall of your room. With once swift motion, Hunter’s hands, still laced with yours, lifted your arms and pinned them over your head.
He withdrew from the keldabe, shifting just enough to lean down, pressing his lips to yours in a searing kiss.
For a moment, your brain simply went dark. It stuttered, trying to process the feel of Hunter’s lips on yours, the weight of his body pressing against you, all taut muscle and strong grip, the swipe of his tongue against your mouth…
Letting out a soft moan into the kiss, you opened up to him, Hunter taking full advantage. As your tongues touched, you both let out a whine, your entire body shuddering under his touch.
The reaction seemed to break whatever spell had drawn you together, the sergeant almost leaping back, letting your hands go and holding his own up as if to not appear threatening.
“I… I’m sorry,” he gasped as you leant against the wall, panting for breath, “I shouldn’t have… I should…”
You cut him off with a kiss of your own, practically throwing yourself against him, pinning him against the wall this time. As your hands moved up his chest and to his neck, threading into his thick curls and tugging gently, his wound around your back, clutching at you desperately.
The next few moments were a blur, hands roaming over each other's bodies, pulling at clothing, teeth and lips and tongues clashing in a passionate dance.
By the time your naked back made contact with your bedsheets, you were a babbling mess, barely coherent as Hunter’s mouth moved over your breasts, flicking over one nipple while clever fingers toyed with the other.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you,” he murmured into your soft flesh, “no karking idea.”
“Is, is this really happening?” you gasped as your back arched, drawn into Hunter’s teasing touches.
“I karking hope so,” he purred against your stomach as he made his way lower and lower, kissing every inch he could reach, “because if it’s not, and I wake up alone in my bunk with a hard-on, I’m coming to find you, and making it real.”
You could only shudder and cry out in response as his tongue finally found your centre, licking stripe over your clit, to your dripping entrance.
“Now lay back, mesh’la, and let me take care of you.”
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neepeta leeijon
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neppy :]
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life-on-our-planet · 2 days
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Although spring peepers are rarely more than 1.5in long, they make some of the loudest sounds in the forest relative to their size! ©
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an-albino-pinetree · 2 days
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Do Scp Jax’s pupils turn heart shaped when he sees someone he loves and/or has a crush on?
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Me when I’m normal over a Scp rabbt
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Well, they do now!!
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Imagine rejecting Lestat's advances.
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You leaned back against the chaise lounge in your parlor, your eyes looking over the blonde man that had charmed his way into your home, past your butler, past the maids who were now watching boldly, giggling in a way that you had never heard them giggle before. And it was all because of Lestat, coming to visit the owner of the home, with a simple offer of ‘A night to remember.’ “I heard it being told,” You started, your head slightly tilted to one side. His stunning eyes were on your neck, and you could tell by the expression on his face that he was having many thoughts about it, none of them innocent. “-that you can read minds, Lestat de Lioncourt.” “It’s one of my .. many talents,” He said with a smile, continuing to stroke the furniture in your home. He wanted to show you that he was good with his hands, it was another trick of his. To run those long, ringed fingers against the wooden doors, creating a contrast of the dark, intricate carvings and the paleness of his skin. “Then take a little peek inside of my mind, you have my permission, and there, you will find your answer,” You said, your voice drawling with the special accent that only those who grew up in New Orleans could master. ‘I see through your tricks, Lestat. Every little move is so calculated and unnatural, it makes you the least trustworthy person that I have ever had within my home. I would not trust you to walk a dog, let alone take me out on those streets tonight. Now, unless you plan on taking my door out for an erotic adventure, I suggest you leave before I ring for police who are stronger-minded than my staff.’ Though you were not sure if the rumors were true, if somehow this blonde man could read the minds of others, you were making your thoughts clear, concise, loud. Not only that but your expression told the world what you were thinking of, rejection, and Lestat’s cocky smile began to turn into that of a spoiled child who had never had the word ‘no’ spoken to them until now. “Is that really what you think of me?” He asked. “Indeed. Now please leave.” Insulted, the princely blonde adjusted his jacket and tore out of the house, scaring my maids with the ferocity at which he walked, which only brought a chuckle to your own lips.
Requested by: Anonymous
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one-green-frog · 21 hours
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Ok so some poeple requested a Little Munchkin part 3, so yaaa, here we go. It's... something
Enjoy!
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Little Munchkin part 3
Pt.1 / Pt. 2
Bonzen Haitani brothers x child!reader
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Ever since Y/N has been adopted by his new family his life got turned upside down. No longer did he have to roam around the streets bored, alone, waiting form sunrise to sundown to finally go home. Now his life was filled with excitement, new clothes that actually fit him instead of some dirty hand-me-downs, freshly cooked food instead of some cold leftovers and most importantly he has a family that cared for him deeply.
But still, there was something that was missing from little Y/N's life: friends
Sure while he had some amazing men accompany him everywhere to make sure he's safe, he had his dads and their friends, but there wasn't anyone his age. No one to share his sentiment about his toy car collection, no one that just as excited to talk about their favorite game characters, he just felt so lonely sometimes even with everyone around.
It wasn't even Y/N' fault, he was an amazing kid, always kind and happy to help, it was all his bodyguards that literally scared everyone away. They were by his side all the time, there wasn't a chance that a kid would approach Y/N.
Ran and Rindou noticed jow sad their kid was, especially when they were watchign TV. All those displayed of friends going on adventures made the kid realized just how different he was to normal kids. He didn't even have the privilege to go to school private or not, oh what he would give to have at least one day as a normal kid. Instead tutors came to him 5 days a week to teach him something he could learn in a normal school too, but it was too "dangerous".
Y/N wasn't stupid, he knew his dads were making money through some bad business and that meant that a lot of other bad people and the police were sure to exploit any weak points they had and Y/N was probably their biggest.
As the kid got older it became more apparent that he really needed a friend. There were many times were he would lash out, his usual sweet behavior replaced by a bitter one. He never resented his parents, of course not, he just wished they would at least loosen the tight leash they had on him, he just wanted to go out a bit, meet new people, socialize like a normal pre-teen. After many many nights of discussion, arguments and pleading the brothers came to the decision that there kid was allowed some freedom. They would take hims to some business travels, meetings they had to attend so he could at least get out of the house and see some different places, but only if he promised to alway stay near and out of trouble, a small price to pay for so much freedom in Y/N's eyes.
Which brings us to now with Ran and Rindou in a meeting and Y/N patiently waiting for them in a hotel lobby, a fancy hotel lobby. At first it was exciting seeing all the fancy furniture, but then it turned to just sitting on a comfy couch running his fingers along the intricate metal design lining the edges of said couch while traversing a bit with his bodyguard. It wasn't anything new, but it also wasn't too boring so he couldn't really complain. An hour and a half already passed, it would be that much longer, Y/N thought, he just had to talk to his bodyguard a bit more just keeping his mind off of things and the tome would fly, nothing exciting. That is until he finally looked up from the couch, scanning the room and he felt someone watching him. A glance over his shoulder reveal.. someone looking quite young similar to his age. Someone who also had bodyguards around him, someone who looked just as bored. Locking eyes with the stranger Y/N immediately felt himself smile, this was his opportunity to experience friendship!!!
He made his way over to the stranger, his bodyguards following him of course, and when he was within speaking range he stopped. While both sides of bodyguards were a bit on edge, Y/N and this new kid just kept staring until Y/N finally started a conversation.
"Hi, could it be... perchance that you're here because your father is in a.. business meeting", Y/N asked
The kid nodded "Yes, and i guess you're here because of the same reason."
"I'm Y/N by the way"
"Call me F/N"
As soon as they introduced each other they began giggling and Y/N tugged the other kid along to explore the hotel again. This time it was much more exciting since he had someone to talk to. The two of them had the time of their lifes just talking to each other F/N revealed that they too were always left alone for safety reasons and this was his first time really talking to someone his age whose parents weren't paid to bring them to the playdate. The rest of their time together was spend talking about game characters, playing some stupid kid's game, laughing and just enjoying each other's presence. Time seemed to fly by and little fid they notice that hours passed and unfortunately for them, the meeting was over.
As soon as Ran and Rindou entered the hotel lobby the ynoticed Y/N laughing with some other kid but they immediately felt on edge as they quickly figured that it was also surrounded by armed men. As soon as Y/N and the kid noticed the brothers, Y/N came charging at them only stopping when he nearly ran into them. He excitedly told them about his new friend, speaking faster than ever, explaining everything they did and why the kid was just so great and just how similar they were. After some word vomit that the kid produced he finally asked them "Can the come over sometimes, please?"
Ran and his brother turned to look at each other, not thoughts on their mind as they need some time to take in everything the little one said. It was obvious that Y/N was in need of a friend and he had already talked to the kid and it seemed fine, but there was the problem of it being the kid of their new business partner. The two brothers communicated silently, reasoning with one another to see if this was a route they should take, before looking up to see the kid talking to their parent just as excitedly as Y/N had just a few seconds before. F/N's father looked up to lock eyes with the haitani brother. Across the hotel lobby they stared at each other and just for a moment it seemed like Y/N luck vanished from existence, until F/N's father sighed and gave a small nod. Ran and his brother did the same, understanding that the other parent relented to make their child happy.
"Of course, little munchkin, it already seems like you two can't be separated"
Y/N shouted a excited "Yeeaaaaahh!!!!" before turning around and running back to F/N to tell him the exciting new.
The sacrifices you make to make your child happy
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Allright i wrote this during a train ride, I'm a bit sick so please don't judge too hard. I'm sorry that I'm only feeding you bread crumbs but thats all that i have
If you'll excuse me, I'll crawl back into the cave that i came from
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Request: Love Fool!
@catmikaelson20 asked: hello could you make a yandere Klaus Mikaelson soft, quite romantic.
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Klaus Mikaelson. The Original Hybrid. The man who believes that love is nothing but their greatest weakness… who swore to himself he would never allow himself to have that weakness, is now realising that maybe it is not his choice. There was nothing that could prepare him for Y/N. His Y/N! The fact is there has never been anything or anyone he wants more than he wants Y/N… not even his Hybrids. It was her that made him see that maybe love could be as much of a strength as it could be a weakness. All he knows is that he needs her and wants her, even if she doesn’t know it at this moment she will be his and no one will ever stand in his way or stop him! To Y/N, Klaus is nothing but charming. It seems he always knows how to make her smile with little to no effort. It was the small things like giving her a flower, or the small drawings and sketches he would give her. Those were her favourite gifts from him, as much as she loves the fancy gifts that he seems to shower her with, those aren’t the ones she loves the most. But, she shows her appreciation by at least wearing them. Her favourite being a beautiful Diamond Bracelet that Klaus told her that he had stolen from a Princess. Klaus loves to spoil Y/N and it amuses his siblings greatly, the moment that his siblings realised he would do anything for Y/N and just how deep he was in love with her was when Klaus return home pouting and apologised to his siblings for his misgivings about love, but also his treatment towards them.
The Mystic Gang on the other hand thought that Klaus had an obsession with Caroline Forbes, but they have another thing coming with the level and the length he will go just to make Y/N smile. Let alone what he would do to sweep her off her feet. The funny thing is that Klaus didn’t even notice in the beginning, he just thought he fancied her and it was nothing more or less than lust. However, the more time went on the more he was willing to accept that it wasn’t just a passing crush but more… with this his obsession over Y/N begins to grow. However, the thing is it’s not just an obsession, it also his possessiveness over her. He becomes possessive over her time and attention.
Klaus despises Damon and Stefan, but what he loathes is when he sees them around his Y/N… his girl and what makes it worse is that he knows that the Salvatore’s and the Mystic Gang are trying to keep him away from her and that was something he will never allow. He would do anything and everything to those who try to keep him from what is his. His siblings had learnt that the hard way, they had been on the end of those silver daggers one too many times for trying to interfere with Klaus’ obsession to break the curse, but all of them could see this was a whole new level of obsession that even they had never seen. It scared them, because they knew if they tried to interfere it wouldn’t be a dagger to the heart Klaus might possibly look for something a little more permanent. But, also this level of obsession from him made them a little uncomfortable.
Klaus was sat thinking about when he first saw Y/N, it was at the Mystic Grill and it was the way she smiled at him that was the thing that drew him in. There was no hatred in her eyes or annoyance at him, a look that was always present in Carolines eyes. It didn’t matter how attracted to him Caroline was, it was clear she couldn’t look past his many indiscretions. Not that he could blame her, but this was something else. He knew that everyone had warned her about him and who he is and all the awful things he had done, but it was clear she didn’t listen to them… it would only be later when he asked her why she didn’t hate him at the beginning when her friends warned her about him, that she would tell him that she likes to form her own opinion on people.
Klaus swirled his drink in his glass as he thought about another memory with his precious Y/N. She had always found him interesting and she loved to talk to him and learn more about him and the lives that he had lived. She wanted to know more about the time periods and if what was said in the history books true and who better to ask than someone who had lived it. Sometimes she would talk to Elijah about it too, she would be curled into Klaus’ side seeking warmth as she would talk with his siblings. Even if her attention wasn’t on him, it would always make him smile because she would be playing with his fingers, or tracing patterns on his arm unconsciously. “Nik tell me more about the 20s.” Y/N had a dreamy look in her eyes it was the look he knew well. He wished he could take her back in time and show her the world. “It was magical and you would’ve loved it. Everything was off limits and it just made it all the more fun.” Klaus grinned at her making Y/N giggle a little. “Girls in flappers dresses dancing until they couldn’t walk, the booze and singing. I only wish you were there in Chicago in the 20s.” “I wish so too. Though I don’t think I would be having much fun with the Ripper.” Y/N snorted softly, making Klaus chuckle at her words.
As the memory fades, so does his smile. He thought back to what had just happened early that day. Y/N was out and about running errands. She had been living with him, but she still had to move the last of her things in and she refused to let him help her much to his annoyance. Klaus had tried to call her, but she didn’t pick up and that was very unlike her and it raised some warning sirens in his head and it was when the message came through that he began to see red.
Hey, Elena, Damon and Stefan aren’t letting me go. They think that you are compelling me and that you are in love with Caroline and are just using me to get to her. I know that isn’t true, but they are refusing to let me leave. I’m so sorry. Xxx
Klaus was fuming and raced out of the Manor and speed straight to the Salvatore residence bursting through the door to see the woman he loves, his Y/N in the hands of the incompetent Bennet Witch with the gang all standing around a ferocious snarl leaves his lips. Speeding around the room at a speed that none of them had ever seen before Klaus snapped the vampires necks and knocked out the humans harshly, not truly caring about the damage that he had done to them. Klaus decided it was time to make a call and called for both Elijah and Rebekah. “I need you to bring back the Salvatore’s, the Gilbert’s and the Bennett Witch back to the Manor and hang them in the dungeons.” Klaus snarled, but quickly moved over to his love and his siblings watched him as he moved some hair out of her face and stroked her cheek. “I will fix whatever that witch bitch did to you my love.” Klaus had put her in his bed and got the remaining of his Hybrids to bring the rest of her things back to the Manor, he wasn’t going to risk anything else happening to her and then after this he was going to talk to her about her thoughts on immortality and spending the rest of eternity and beyond with him. When he got to the top of the stairs that led down to the basement, where his torture dungeon was he was met by his siblings. “What are you going to do?” Rebekah looked at her brother unsure. She may not like any of the Save Elena Squad, but she wasn’t sure they deserve the wrath of her brother. After all, they thought they were saving their friend from the wicked Hybrids control. “I am going to teach them what happens when they try and take what is mine from me.” Klaus’ eyes darken and Rebekah took a step back, it was the look he would get before he would dagger one of them. Klaus took pleasure in the screams he drew out from them. There screams and begging made him smile, this was there reminded to not touch his Y/N and it was a lesson for them to learn what happens when you try to hurt or take what is his.
“Nik?” Y/N’s voice pulls him out of his memories as his head snaps to where she had been sleeping curled on his bed. A sigh of relief leaves his lips and he speeds over to her holding her face in his hands. “I was so worried.” Klaus murmured softly. “I’m sorry. Elena asked to see me and I thought she wanted to catch up and then it became this massive thing and they were saying all these horrible things about you Nik.” Y/N said quickly tears filling her eyes. “But, before I could do anything Bonnie came in and it all went blank.” “Do worry my love, they will never hurt you again. You are safe with me.” Klaus said climbing into bed next to her and pulling her close feeling her relax against him. What she didn’t know won’t hurt her, they wouldn’t be able to tell her what he had done to them because of their actions and Klaus would never tell her the lengths he would go for her. “Let’s just stay here for today and watch some films and cuddle.” Klaus smiles as she nods and places a loving kiss on her forehead.
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literallyangeldust · 3 days
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Hey! I loved the lucifer x male reader w anger issues! I’m not the original requester, but could I request u do something like that with Alastor. I’d love to see what u think would happen! :) sending love!!
જ⁀➴ Alastor x short tempered! male reader (platonic!!) ๋࣭ ⭑
alastor deals with your anger issues and to be honest it is quite entertaining! <;3
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๋࣭ ⭑ Request: requested :D
๋࣭ ⭑ TW: none!
๋࣭ ⭑ Word Count: idk its headcannons lol
๋࣭ ⭑ Timeline: after episode 8
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⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● Alastor when he meets you immediately can tell what ticks you off. He uses it against you. He wants to piss you off.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● Alastor frankly wouldn't help you chillax; he'll just sit back and watch what happens. Chuckle a bit after you lose your temper on an innocent member of the hotel.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● Charlie one day asks if he can help calm you down and he reluctantly agrees and does it the way he knows best, scares the shit out of you!!
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● Alastor finds music is a good way to calm you down but keeps it to himself unless absolutely necessary.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ● He would eventually just hand you headphones once he gets bored of watching.
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xoxunhinged · 1 day
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Sex addict nikto ⁉️😍
What if..... reader got a roommate to help pay the rent... But little did they know they had a stinky little slavic sex addict as a very demanding roommate 🫰
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Oh hey you! 💘How’s it going? ({;})
Sex Addict Nikto is my crush ngl. Actually Nikto in general is my silly swooning crush.
Let’s do this HEHE - dark and dubious vibes incoming
You needed a roommate. Bad.
That’s how you ended up living with Nikto. If it hadn’t reached crisis point, you probably would have picked someone else.
He seemed polite at first, quite reserved. Said he wore the mask to hide nasty scars. That’s cool, you can understand that.
What you don’t understand though, is how he’s always outside the bathroom when you finish showering.
Or how your panties keep going missing from the laundry basket.
And how he always ensures he’s near you when you’re both home.
If you’re watching a movie, he’s watching it too, hand on your thigh. If you’re making dinner, he’s pressing up behind you, casually moving you against the counter.
Then there are the women. Endless rounds of them he brings back to the apartment. You have to listen to the headboard banging all night long.
God forbid he spots you getting ready for a date. It makes him almost alarmingly jealous. He gets so moody, making excuses to brush against your ass, telling you that it would be better to stay home.
“It’s too cold out there little one, just stay home with me da? I can fuck you, if that’s what you want?”
You’re not opposed to the suggestion. You’ve heard enough of Nikto’s conquests moaning and gasping, to guess they’re having a good time.
But you get the feeling it wouldn’t be a one night thing with him. You don’t want any awkwardness. Especially as you need his rent money.
He doesn’t want his own home, away all the time with work. It’s easier for him to have a room somewhere, with someone else looking after the place while he’s gone.
It’s a relief when he goes on trips, for whatever it is he does. You suspect he’s military, but frankly you’d rather not know the details.
Nikto on the other hand, has uncovered almost everything about you.
In spite of his raging addiction, he’s very taken with you. So feisty, he likes that. If Nikto could use you to get his fix every night, he’d be so much more satisfied. Wouldn’t he?
He’s inserted himself easily into your life after all.
Almost as easily as he installed those hidden cameras in your bedroom and bathroom.
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