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starillusion13 · 5 months

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cold husband mafia mingi x reader where they get into an argument then the reader is kidnapped and gets hurt infront of him and falls unconscious give me all the angst you’ve got 🫶🏻

I AM LOST...

Pairing: Mafia husband! Mingi x Wife!reader

Genre: Angst, Mafia, Family au

W.C: 4.2k

Warnings: arguments b/w husband and wife, neglection of married life, mention open cuts with knife, kidnapping, get shot, blood loss. Regret.

Networks: @cultofdionysusnet @k-vanity

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated . Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!

“Why don’t you understand?”

You angrily put down the phone on your bed and brushed back the loose hairs from your face. You know it’s not a certain thing for you to be in this situation but you didn’t expect that even today also, he was going to treat it as the usual day. You were not expecting much from him but at least he could have tried to appreciate your efforts for the night.

You glanced at the clock and looked down at your long-slit dress for the night hugging your body. Few moments back, your mirror reflected the beauty of the night with a bright smile adorning your look but now your face reflecting the sadness. Sadness or loneliness.

Throwing the heels to the side of the room, you picked up the night sleep-gown to get change into it. Taking the phone in your hand, you checked through the notifications for the last time for the day, there’s still no texts from him of changing his mind. So, you are just going to sleep without even eating the dinner. You have already texted the restaurant to cancel your booking for the night and paid extra charges for the arrangements before heading to the bathroom.

It’s been an hour that you have locked yourself inside the bathroom when you heard a faint knock. When you turned off the tap, you could hear the light banging at the door.

“Who is there?”

“Ma’am, Is everything okay? I was calling you for last ten minutes and sorry to enter the room without the permission but I was worried for you.”

Oh. You were zoning out and didn’t hear your name being called. You could hear the worriedness in your maid’s voice and she is the only one who knows to accompany you even when she is busy or having her special days. Atleast, she understands you and knows what you are going through in your life. You literally envy her as she is not rich like you but having a nice and moderate life where she is actually happy unlike you who don’t know about happiness after the marriage.

“Ma’am?”

“I’m okay. Just need some time alone and I’ll be fine.”

You heard a faint ‘okay’ and click of your bedroom door shut. You sighed and stared at the mirror for few minutes before heading outside the bathroom. Slow footsteps took you near the window where you could see the view of the busy streets of the city. Your one hand resting on the glass window looked like as if you are caged in the room, maybe you are, just the way you are restricted to this marriage.

When you heard your maid calling out your name again, you let her in but still facing the window. You have tried not to show your vulnerable state to her but everytime you failed and cried to her. She was always there to comfort you, even today as well.

“Are you crying?”

You glanced at your reflection to the side, you could see a tear-line down on your cheeks and your fingers raised up to feel it. To feel the pain of your silent scream.

“I don’t know but why am I even crying?”

The mother like figure setting the food on the corner table, made her way towards you. She sympathetically smiled at you and when she reached near you, patting your head and taking hold of your one hand, brought you to sit on the edge of the bed. You stared at the hold and silent tears fell on top of it.

“Am I not worthy for his time?” you asked in a hushed voice.

She rubbed your palms and hummed, “It’s not about your worth my dear. He is just distant from everything. You know when I first came into this house to work, I thought he really hate me as his maid or he doesn’t like a particular thing about me which is why he is being so cold to me. But gradually I got to know him, he is just a man who grew up as a child neglected by the family and so he doesn’t know how to really express himself.”

“But I am his wife. Does he not care about this? If he didn’t want to marry then why making my life miserable.” You gulped the lump in your throat and inhaled the sob that could tear out any time. You just want a little time of his where you can spend some time like a couple and talk about our married life.

“I know, Y/N. It’s really hard for you but some things need time.”

“It’s been one year…” you looked at her and she nodded.

“I hope he would soon see how he is ignoring a beautiful soul like you. He really loves you though or he wouldn’t have done so much to keep you safe here. He is just scared to open up with you as his parents never listened to him so he thinks that you might behave like them as well. As it was a contract marriage so he thinks you are with his parents but trust me, his first priority is you.”

You chuckled bitterly, “Never. His first priority is this mafia business which would never let him to come closer to me. He is just doing everything because this is his house and his properties which are needed to be kept safe-“

“And you are my wife.”

Both of you turned towards the door to see the man in messed up condition standing at the doorway with his coat in one hand and placing the gun in the drawer of the table near the corner table.

The maid stood up and excused herself to leave the room, leaving you with Mingi. When passing him, she asked quietly if he had eaten but he just shook his head and told not to bring him dinner, everything inaudible to you.

His eyes look tired and hairs disheveled, lazily he threw the tie on the sofa and walked towards the mirror. Your eyes following his movements and when he caught you looking at him through the mirror, you didn’t look away but locked your eyes with his.

“Your wife?” a hatred filled undertone spilled from your mouth.

He waited to see if you wanted to say anything more but only tears flowing down your eyes. The only thought came across his mind was how he had messed up today, the very first anniversary of both of yours. The mission was important but he couldn’t suddenly let the enemies know that they have a hole of his absence and take advantage of his gang, as he is the main snipper of the Mafia ‘Ateez’.

“Yes.” His eyes glanced at the food kept covered at the corner table and sighed, “Eat your food. I had my dinner earlier and you should not sleep in empty stomach.”

“I would rather die than eating dinner.”

Your words somehow hit a nerve inside him as he skipped towards and made you stand up, gripping your shoulders tightly. “What did you just say?”

You tried to read him but you could only see fire eyes staring back at you. You glanced at the grip on the shoulders and saw few cuts on his knuckles and wrists, maybe the mission didn’t succeed. So what? He is now going to show his frustration on you?

“I can’t live like a stranger in this house even when I’m living with the person, I got married to last year. Have you ever considered our life in a serious way or it’s just a contract mission for you. You could have said before our marriage then I would have done something to prevent it. Why was it necessary to make my life miserable for your mafia business?”

You were shouting on his face and you could see his furrowed brows and piercing eyes searching for your every emotion. His grip on you loosened and you swatted his hands away from you.

“Y/n…”

“Stop it. I’m tired of listening to your same excuses.” You pushed your hairs back and continued, “This mission was important. I’m doing things which is good for us. Same words.”

Mingi exhaled and proceeded to remove the wrist watch.

“You know it’s not an easy thing to be the part of a gang member and also maintain the family. You need to understand some things. Don’t act childish and whine for little things.”

“little things? You are an emotionless monster, Mingi. Do you even care about other’s feelings?” You rubbed your eyes with your sleeves, “I tried to understand your situation before. Everytime whenever I got disappointed with your attitude, I tried to convince myself that everything would be okay once the missions get over. But never.”

“This is my life, Y/n.”

“and what about my life? Before the marriage I dreamt of getting a husband who would be caring and loving to me. I never wanted money or a luxurious life to show off people but I wanted someone who will stay with me, understand me. Mingi please, I’m tired of all these.”

He stayed silent.

“I’m really a monster. Don’t forget I’m a member of ‘Ateez’ so I should not have feelings for anything and of course, I can’t be available like the other husbands. I gave you everything. I bought you all the things you have ever wanted, I have taken you to all the places you have wanted to visit and still here you are complaining about your life.” He has never shouted at you and today the way he raised his voice has reached the limit.

“Mingi……I need love.” You whispered the words. You just want to disappear from this place at that moment. He has heard what you had said and he stopped in his track entering the bathroom.

“Y/n, why can’t you understand that-“

“STOP! I am fed up with this. I’m leaving this place right now. Don’t try to find me unless you know how to become a husband.”

You grabbed your phone and purse laying on the sofa and slide the jacket hanging on the hook and slammed shut the door. Mingi stared at the door through which just now you have exited. A tear drop fell from the eye. Not your, but his. He is crying. He brings his finger to feel the tears on his cheeks. He deserves it.

“I’m sorry….”

He threw the towel on the bed and quickly dialled a number and waited impatiently for the other line to pick it up.

“Hello? Is anything wrong?”

“Yunho, please track Y/n’s number and see where she is going. I know she must be going to her best friend’s house but she was restless when she left the house so I hope she doesn’t do anything stupid and go to her house safely.”

“Mingi, calm down. I will keep a watch on her. And, you still didn’t apologize right? She needs you, Mingi. You are her husband and you know she is not used to this kind of dark life yet her parents forced her into this but you need to remember, she is that bubbly Y/n from our class and she deserves happiness. I hope after she comes back to you, you treat her the right way. Right way I meant, you will give her all the love she needs and deserves.”

“I know… please keep a watch on her.”

“I will.”

After hanging up the call, he stared at the phone screen and unconsciously, he tapped on your name to call you but his finger hovered over the call sign and sighed. You wouldn’t pick up and he made a mental note to bring you back.

After a while when he exited the bathroom, he glanced at the bed. Usually, he would find you sleeping or scrolling through the phone. Your food still kept in the corner, getting cold just like the relationship between you both. It would not be a surprise if you leave him at this point because it would be all his fault after all. It’s surprising how you are a carefree, bubbly and a sunshine girl got entangled with confined, ruthless and cold boy.

He has always watched you since the middle school and he envied how cheerful you always were unlike him, who had to hide the mafia family business and always acting cold towards everyone. Never in a while, he thought that he would be marrying you in the future and now here you are both struggling in your life. And moreover, he is the one destroying your butterflies and rainbows with the thunderstorm of his coldness.

The bedroom door slammed open and the maid supported herself at the doorframe and spoke between the heavy breathes, “Sir Yunho is here. He is calling you urgently.”

Mingi threw the towel on the bed and signalled her to go along with him. Meanwhile, he asked her if she knows the reason for his urgency but the words came out her mouth made his heart beat stop for a moment.

“It’s about Y/n.”

He inhaled sharply before almost running to the living room where Yunho was sitting in a messed up state and looking at the phone screen. Mingi took large steps towards the man sitting on the sofa and grabbed his collar to make him stand.

“where is Y/n? I told you to keep a watch on her then what went wrong?”

Yunho held the wrist and tried to calm him down but he himself was sick worried of the thing that happened earlier.

“Mingi, I was tracking her location as you told me but suddenly, she changed her direction to a different road and I quickly went there with Jongho as it was the way leading to the highway where all the deals happen at night.”

“Why was she going there?”

“I didn’t know why she suddenly went there but when I reached her last location, she was not there and I found her phone lying at the side of the road and I saw a number texted her to go there who pretended as you. She trusted the text that you were asking her to meet and you would be apologizing for everything. We need to do something.”

Mingi didn’t know what to think at the moment. Should he scold you for believing any number to be him? Or should he just shoot everyone here and there just to find you quickly? He brushed the damp hairs back and took heavy breathes to calm him down to come up with a better plan as panicking is not a mafia thing and he needs to think wisely so that you don’t get hurt.

Yunho got a call from one of his gang members and conversing over the call, he turned towards his other mate. He watched how he was being so impatient for his wife. Even if he doesn’t show any feelings but deep down, he loves his wife the most. He is just scared not to harm her in the flow of his mafia life. He wants to keep you as bubbly as the childhood Y/n but he is hurting you in the process.

“Hey.” Mingi looked up to his member’s call. “Jongho has tracked the message number id and it’s from the District-9 and it only means there is one person who could have kidnapped her. It’s Bangchan and his gang members to take revenge for the last month’s mission.”

“I will go there and take her back. I need to leave right now.”

“Are you stupid? If he attacks you then neither you are getting her back nor you will be safe.”

“You don’t tell me what to do now. I don’t care to spend time coming up with a plan. Y/n is in danger and she is scared.”

Even when Yunho tried to stop him, Mingi harshly pushed him away and sprint towards the garage to get into his black car. His black outfit blending with the cold dark night. Even the roads through which he was driving through were silent but he was in chaos. Many thoughts passing through his mind and he was just praying that you were safe.

“Please wait for a while…I’m coming, Y/n.”

He drove the car faster.

“Well my little angel, is the cut burning?”

Your teary eyes looked up to the voice who was calling you with an endearment but mocking at you. The leader of this new gang and you just know only his name, Bangchan as others were just calling each other with code numbers.

“Please…I want to go home…It’s hurting please…” you tried to pry yourself off from the ropes binding you to the chair but your weak body couldn’t go against it and the cuts over your hands and legs were burning with your every little movement.

“It would have been easy if you would have told me the details of your husband’s base but your stubbornness is only causing you pain so my boys had to torture you like this. So, are you willing to speak now?”

He gripped your jaw harshly and brought his face near to yours. You shook your head to avoid him but he held you tighter.

“TELL ME!”

“I don’t know…”

“I swear-“ Before he could finish both of you hear loud screaming and shootings outside. He stared at you and held the gun towards you when he heard footsteps nearing the basement.

Within the seconds, the door kicked open by Mingi. At first, he didn’t notice you but when his gaze fell on Bangchan, the latter smirked and looked below when he followed the gaze, he watched how helpless and tiredly you were tied to the chair.

what the fuck…

“So, the snipper of Ateez is here without the invitation. Oh, wife pulled you here but as far as I have heard, it doesn’t really matter to you what’s going to happen to her.”

“Shut up.” He hissed.

Mingi took one step and you screamed in pain. It pierced his ears and heart at the same time. He is used to your laugh, your smile, your shouts, your complains but your scream in pain is not the thing he ever wanted to hear. It’s too painful for him. Maybe, because he is the snipper so he is not used to hear anyone’s pain from so close. No, its because it’s you who is screaming.

“Take one more step. You will see more fresh new cuts.”

His eyes scanned your whole body, Your sleeves and edges of the dress had patches of blood. Earlier in hurry, you changed into this light peach colour dress but he didn’t expect it to be covered in dirt and blood later the night.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Watch me.” He again cut open a line of skin on your forearm. Your scream again filled the room, deafening every other sound to his ears. Mingi balled his fist and gritted his teeth.

You haven’t asked for his help. Why? It’s because you don’t trust him or you still couldn’t believe that he was there to save you not for his mafia business.

“Mingi…please help me…”

That was the only push he needed to run towards the leader and punched him. This caused Bangchan to lose his grip on the knife and gun. He wiped off the blood from the corner of his lip and glared towards Mingi and the latter again punched him on the floor. Satisfied, he crawled towards your chair and starts to untie the ropes and chain. You were trying to stay awake but the blood loss was making it hard. Prying everything off from you, he hugged your weak body and rubbed your back.

“It’s okay, Y/n. Don’t be scared. I’m here.”

You didn’t reply but you were focusing on something, rather someone. Bangchan was pointing his gun towards Mingi’s back and when you realized, your eyes went big and you managed to switch the sides and as soon as your back facing the leader, he shot the bullet.

Who got shot?

You.

You leaned towards Mingi and held his biceps tighter. The pain was much worse than the previous cuts but somewhere you were feeling a relief that finally you would be at peace.

Bangchan ran away from the basement but that didn’t matter to the man who was in shocked to see you dying in his arms.

No. he can’t just let you die like this. He needs to apologize. He needs to make up for all the mistakes he has done.

He carried you to his car and Yunho followed him. Earlier four Ateez members followed Mingi and they helped him to attack on the District-9 basement.

“I will drive. Keep her awake until we reach hospital.”

Getting inside the car, he was calling out your name frantically and you have never seen him like this. For you.

“I want to sleep.”

“No no please. You will sleep but for a while please hold on. Don’t close your eyes please. Stay with me Y/n…”

Your cold hand reached to his cheeks and rubbed the rough skin.

“Are you crying for me? Am I being a bad wife?”

“No. you are the best wife ever someone wanted. It was me who was bad for neglecting you. Please stay with me…”

“I love you, Mingi.”

You closed your eyes and your breathing almost became faint. Mingi panicked at the situation but when Yunho pulled the car in front of the hospital. Without wasting any time, he skipped towards the emergency room with you in his arms. Of course, this was their personal Mafia Base Hospital and no one would dare to stop him.

Its been an hour when the doctor came out the room informed Mingi that you were in a critical situation as the bullet has damaged some area around it and your blood loss adding the worst possibilities to it. He was on the verge of losing control but after Yunho’s request, they let him to meet you.

You were sleeping peacefully. You wanted to sleep and now you are sleeping. He chuckled bitterly to this thought. He sat on the stool by the side of your bed and held your weak palm between his shaking ones.

“I’m sorry…”

Tears fell on the hold. Your breathings were very faint but as far as he could hear the sound, it was a little relief to him.

“I was scared, Y/n. I have seen you since the middle school and you were always the bright sunshine and I was the dark coldness. We never matched with each other but yet you smiled towards me.”

He sobbed before continuing, “When I got to know that you will be my wife. I had two feelings, one to be scared like how to take care of a family apart from the mafia life and the second, I was happy for the first time that I’m getting someone like you in my life. If the marriage was not important then I would have tried my best to keep you far away from someone like me, never to get involved with me.”

He paused for a moment to stare at you. Your beautiful face covered with cuts and now having antiseptic creams on them but he could feel the burning pain you had went through before. He caressed the side of your face and head. Smiling a little. Hoping for you to wake up and hug him and forgive him. He knows he doesn’t deserve the forgiveness so soon but just wants to see your lively face and smile once again. He needed to prove you his love and he swear he would do anything for you to see happy and not to be in this situation again. NEVER AGAIN.

“You are a treasure in my life whom I tried to protect so hard that the pressure broke it in the end. I destroyed you with my own hands. You are my queen but I caged you like a prisoner. Please wake up, Y/N. I can’t live without you. All these years, I have watched you from afar but when you are near, I am lost.”

He waited for you as if you are going to reply him back like other times. He wants you to shout at him, hit him, do whatever to make him realize your worth but he couldn’t afford to see you sleeping on a hospital bed, supported by some machines. Every drop of blood is precious than the most expensive ruby to him.

“I’m lost with you. I’m lost without you. For you I’m lost. I love you, Y/n. You are the only warmth in my cold life.”

‘I love you, Mingi.’ This was the last thing he heard faintly from you and your voice echoing inside his head.

“Please, don’t leave me. I want to change myself for you.” He planted a soft kiss on the back of your hand and tears falling from his eyes continuously.

You need to wake up or his coldness will make him lost in the void from where no one can ever bring him back. You are his first love and you can’t be the first reason to hate love.

I hope you liked it anon <3. I was really down while writing it coz about that post who insulted me for writing ffs so If the fic is not how you wanted then please wait for other fics, I will surely try to do better.

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mont-umi · 5 months

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MK men finding out that reader has a very high spice tolerance.

Includes: Bi-Han, Kuai Liang, Johnny, and Syzoth.

Bi-Han

This man was just casually roaming around the temple trying to also find his certain lover. He then notice a silhouette near the kitchen and there he finds you eating a bowl of ramen. "What are you eating there snowflake?" The cryomancer asked as he stepped close to your shivering form. "Eating a hot bowl of ramen. It's freaking cold in here." You sneezed a bit as you sip more of the savory soup and it helped you warmed up. "Who made this for you?" He grabs the bowl from her and observes the delicious meal on his hand. "I did, no one was around the kitchen so I had to provide for myself." Nods at herself and watches as Bi-Han took a sip of her food and eventually the cryomancer ended up frozen in his place and puts down the bowl to a nearby table. "Next time warn me if the spice of your food would be like this." Grabs a nearby water and freeze the cup before drinking it. "Well I never thought you wouldn't eat it han'er." Grabs the bowl before sipping it back again. "how can you handle such a strong spice?" His words just made you giggle and went back to your spicy treat.

Kuai Liang

This man was laying down beside you as both of you spend your time talking about your jobs or simply reading a book. Kuai noticed you munching on something so he peeked and pokes your cheek. "Quite selfish for you to eat something and not offer me?" He jokingly says as he munches your cheek which made you ticklish and laugh. "Here, I got some candy tamarinds." Offers Kuai some tamarind candy which he happily have some. As he plopped the candy in his mouth and as minutes passed by. He noticed that a tingling sensation is now appearing in his mouth as he sat up and taste the flavor of the candy more. He finally realized that the candy he's eating is spicy and Nott he usual sweet flavor. "Why is this spicy?" His cute reaction made you sat up and laugh. "It's a spicy candy Kuai, be glad it's not those extra hot I always buy. It's just the mild ones." You said as you bring out the plastic bag of candy tamarinds. He was both amused and shocked to know that you can handle such spice "I'm still in shocked to know you can handle such spice." The two of you laugh and went ahead to cuddle even more and eating all your tamarind candy.

Johnny Cage

"hey babe! Have you seen my sunglasses?" He went out to the backyard where you are grilling some good food. He saw you wearing a bikini and apron while grilling some food and he knows you aren't bothered by it since you're used to grilling and cooking foods half naked or even naked. (it will be mention someday ahem!) And there he saw you grilling food while wearing his sunglasses and blasting some music on Alexa. He went behind you and hug your waist while kissing you shoulder. "You look hot in my sunglasses as always." The man noticed a covered bowl and went to open it and saw some raw meats and veggies soaking in a very pungent and eye watering marinate making him pull away. "Goddamn it babe! What the hell was that?!" The man coughs and tears up as he is now 7 feet away from you and the marinate. You just let out a laugh and smiles "this is only for me or unless some of our friends want to get a taste of it too." You smiled at him. "Look babe as much as I love you. Cover that up and make sure you put that 7 feet away from me." He just made you laugh out loud and hides the marinated raw foods away from him and goes back to grilling as the poor man just head inside the mansion.(heads up they bought a new and cheaper mansion will also be mention someday.)

Syzoth

Honestly this man can eat anything as long as it's edible he will be okay with it. And now this man is helping you cook dinner you both noticed that the food needs some chili. So you went to grab a hefty amount of chili that you had a hard time holding it. "Do you need help with that darling?" He quickly grabs the Chilies for you and puts it on the counter top. "This is quite a lot. Are you sure you can handle this?" He looks at you worriedly. "Yeah! These chilies aren't even enough for me." Smiles at Syzoth who just has his eyes widen and looks at the chilies before back to you before letting out an amused laugh. "Looks like I need to learn more about my darling. And I am impressed with your spice tolerance." He comes and kisses your cheek before the two of you went back to cooking dinner.

#mk1 2023 #mk1 #mk bi han #bi han x you #bi han #bi han x reader #kuai liang #johnny cage #syzoth #syzoth x reader #syzoth x y/n

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ghouljams · 7 months

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ALSO if roachs womb signature is fae magic,, when he meets up with ghost or the other guys by chance with bookworm (his darling) dO THEY STEAL HIS IDEA??? AND like imagine price somehow hearing this idea and just drifts off into a daydream about his Witch having a *permanent* mark of him, and not even that but its his NAME? duuude hes just gone

*gripping your shoulders and gritting my teeth* do you have any idea how badly I want to give Witch a womb tattoo. Do you have any idea how fucking feral I am for this woman? How feral Price is for her???? GOD

"You're all caged up again," Price tells you looking over the spread you'd laid out this morning. A full tableau of Lenormand, it's a new moon and you'd like to see what coming. You hum, stirring an extra spoon of honey into your ginger tea.

"Correct," you tell him, let him fill in the rest since he's so- You take a breath to steady your thoughts, there's no need to snap over a little concern. "It's that time of the month," you sigh, "don't want anything sniffing me out."

"Blood and magic," Price agrees, "better safe than sorry." He goes back to inspecting your cards. You hardly think he knows what he's looking at, parsing the spiral can make even you a little dizzy.

You assume that's the end of that and go back to your tea. The magical cage you put yourself in makes you a little nauseous the first day, easy enough to remedy. Your lips twitch into a frown as your spell work shifts. The ashen paint and runes moving like snakes against your skin. You don't like that one bit. You turn to look at Price who has his hand raised, his finger stilled in the air at your glaring.

"Don't," you warn him, your skin burning with foreign magic.

"I can help," he promises and you go to stand in front of him. You grip his chin, tip his head back to look at you, his hands grip your hips, thumbs digging into your stomach and rubbing out the ache of cramps.

"I don't need help," you tell him sternly.

"You're all caged up when I can just-" he presses his palm bellow your belly button and your stomach jumps. Heat swims through you, scorches over you really, all your seals forgotten in favor of clutching at Price's shoulders and shuddering. He smooths his hand around to hold your back, tug you close to press his face against you. You can hear the heavy inhale of his breathing, smelling you, smelling whatever he did. "God," he breathes, "you are going to hate this."

"What did you do?" Your suspicion seems to break whatever spell is over him. Price lets you go, leans back and waves a hand.

"Temporary measure, don't worry," that makes you more worried actually, "better than your cage, prettier too."

You don't waste time trying to parse what he means, you go to your bedroom and strip. It's hard to miss. All your previous marks seem to have consolidated themselves over your pelvis. Sigils loop over your womb, spreading up your hips like the limbs of a tree to spell out Price's name. You could kill him. You might kill him. It's weird that your cramps are gone.

You glare at Price's mark. You can feel his magic hugging you, the tendrils of it stroking your muscles. You wonder if he's siphoning off the pain, if he's eating your magic through whatever he's drawn on you. You don't bother getting dressed when you storm out to confront him. Better to do this on unequal footing you think.

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hyukasmiles · 7 months

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—Taehyun—

Fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW // Oral (f) // pet names? (hun & wife) // NOT PROOFREAD

I used my full brain while writing this.

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FARMER TAEHYUN WHO WORKS IN HIS FIELDS ALL DAY AND COMES HOME TO HIS PRETTY LITTLE WIFE!!

It’s really hard work, lots of menial tasks and physical labor but Taehyun loves it. It doesn’t matter how long he’s been working his fields he can’t help but get excited when the first little buds start to sprout up. He grows a little of everything to keep his little family sustained but the main thing he produces are tulips, and he is PROUD of them. Even the ones he deems unprofitable are gorgeous and you tell him that every night when he comes home with a giant bundle of the flowers in the crook of his elbow.

“These are even prettier than last nights!” You smile, moving to the hutch stuffed with vases in your dining room. “Supper is almost done, it’s your favorite.” And you could not have told him more exciting news, your husband smiling ear to ear as you fill the vase with water and flowers, searching for an empty spot to set them. Except as you look around you realize you’re out of space, yesterday's bouquet on a pile of books and the day before that’s on the floor next to your dining room fireplace. “Outside you think?”

“Wherever you want to put them, hun.” Taehyun gruffs, stepping into the kitchen. “It’s almost tourist season. Gotta start puttin’ the dogs up.” In all honesty you’re not too interested in the farm and your husband is more than aware of that.

“They’ll be ok, they love people.” You open the door and set the flowers down towards the side, breathing in the sweet air. “Oh! Mama didn’t come when I fed them earlier.” You lean back into your home. “We should look in the woods on our walk later, she’s probably giving birth right now.”

Taehyun doesn’t seem bothered, spooning the soup you made into two bowls. “She’s strong. Let’s eat.” You nod and shut the door, letting one of the farm cats slip in before you do.

This is how most of your days play out, you’ll cook and clean until your husband gets home, you’ll eat, you’ll talk, you’ll go on a walk, and you’ll end your night curled up in your bed, content with your perfect little life.

“Mama had her pups at a good time.” You murmur into Taehyun’s chest, your husband humming in return. “They’ll be old enough to wean when the tourists start coming.” Taehyun just hums again, leaning down to press a kiss on your shoulder. “You’re tired, aren’t you?”

Taehyun doesn’t answer, just kisses a trail up your shoulder and to your ear. “You’re so pretty.” He whispers, pulling you both to sit up. “Perfect for me. Do ya know that?”

“There’s no way I couldn’t know.” You laugh, letting your husband pick you up and set you on his lap. “You tell me all the time.”

“Have to, I never want you to forget it.” Taehyun kisses you softly, like you’re one of his precious flowers. “I can’t wait to grow old with you.” It’s not often he lets himself get sappy, he’s one of those people that just prefers to show his love, so you’ve learned to just listen when he does. He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear and cups your face, his expression squished up with love. “I love you.”

It’s so quiet. You’ve been married for years and still every time those words slip out of his mouth it’s like a punch to the gut. Tears well up in your eyes as you lean down to kiss him again but you’re smiling too much for it to last long. “I love you more.”

“Impossible.” You laugh at him as he wraps you up in a hug, swinging you back and forth before flipping the two of you over. Taehyun’s forearms cage you in as he leaves little kisses against your lips, over and over and over again before he moves to kiss each of your cheeks, lightly nipping at the fat of them. “Lemme show you how much I love you.” He mumbles, kissing down your neck into the dip of your collarbones.

You blush as Taehyun’s calloused hands push your nightgown up just over your breasts so his thumbs can graze against your hard nipples before he sucks one into his mouth. He nips and rolls your nipple between his teeth until it goes soft and then he switches to the other one, doing the same to it.

Whining, you push him away from your now stinging nipples, a huge grin on Taehyun’s face as he moves up a little to kiss you again. “Sorry.” He whispers before scooting down to kiss your stomach and then your hips and then the waistband of your flimsy underwear.

Carefully, Taehyun lifts your hips up and slips your underwear down your legs. “You're soaked.” He smiles, spreading open your thighs. “F’me?”

“For you.” You turn your head away from him too embarrassed to look him in the eye. Because Taehyun makes you feel like a teenager about to lose your virginity every time he has you like this.

You think you see Taehyun lick his lips out of the corner of your eye before he’s nuzzling into your cunt. He laps at your hole like he’s dehydrated, slurping up every drop of wetness before focusing on your clit, flattening his tongue against it before harshly pulling it in between your teeth.

Taehyun has you cumming before you can think about it, your voice caught in your throat as he throws you over the edge. “Fu-“ Your heart is pounding in your ears as he licks up your release. “Fuck- Hyun-“ Chest heaving you reach down to bury your fingers in his pretty hair. Your back arches off the bed when he blows cold air against your sensitive bundle of nerves.

He’s back in your pussy as soon as your breathing evens out a little bit, this time taking his time. Taehyun makes out with your cunt, pressing his tongue up into your warmth before switching to kiss at your swollen clit. Your thighs close around his head as your hands pull him in closer to you.

He’s moaning into you, and in between the tears in your waterline you can see Taehyun desperately humping the air. Your legs shake when he skims his teeth against your clit, tears finally slipping down your cheeks as he builds up your orgasm again. “Tae..” You gasp, pulling harder against his hair. “Please- please- Tae..” You don’t have to beg, you know he’ll make you cum no matter what, but the words are falling out of your mouth without thought.

Pure desperation has you grinding up against his face as you chase your impending release. You try to talk again but all that comes out is a strangled moan as you finally cum a second time.

Your body goes lax with relief as you cool down, Taehyun pulling his body up to lay on his side next to you. “My perfect wife.”

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inbox is always open 🫶

#txt #txt smut #kpop smut #taehyun smut #taehyun #soobin smut #beomgyu smut #yeonjun smut #hueningkai smut #yuhhhhhh #i have a pt2 in mind where a tourist flirts with reader and tae gets jealous so lmk if that sounds cool for y’all 🥰

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flowerandblood · 1 year

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The Golden Cage (2/5)

[modern! mafia boss • Aemond x female]

[warnings: angst, domination, sexual tension, fluff]

[description: Aemond works with the mob and finds a new accomplice. His attention is drawn to his daughter, trying to isolate herself as much as possible from their criminal underworld. Angst, domination kink, a lot of sexual tension.]

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

Previous and next chapters: Masterlist

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Her father was furious with her, he only calmed down when she explained exactly why she had come to the club in the first place. They both quickly got into his car and drove to the hospital.

She felt her legs shaking the whole way, whoever he was, Aemond terrified her and made her shiver. She knew that he was someone very dangerous, seeing how the other guests of the club looked at him with fear.

They finally made it to the intensive care unit. The doctor told them that her grandfather's condition was stable, but would require rehabilitation. Her grandmother hugged her tightly as they entered the hospital room.

"Where have you been?!" She asked her son in pain, slapping him in the chest. "Business is more important than your family?!"

Eddard pursed his lips, looking away.

"I'm sorry. I was in a place where there was no phone service." He said quietly and humbly, clearly feeling remorse.

Her father went to the vending machine and brought them coffee and tea. They told Grandma to go home, promising to stay with Grandpa for the night.

When her grandmother left, she looked at her father with pursed lips. She saw that he was avoiding her eyes.

"What were you doing there?" She asked quietly.

Her father gave her a quick, uneasy glance, then turned back to his mug.

"I already told you. I had my business to attend to." He said, taking a sip of coffee.

"What kind of business do you have to deal with in a place like this?" She asked, annoyed that he was treating her like a stupid child.

Her father shook his head.

"The less you know, the better for you. Don't come there ever again. Got it?" He asked tensely and she looked away, angry and bitter.

She wanted to think that her father was a good, decent man, but she couldn't. She loved and cherished him, and at the same time she knew absolutely nothing about him.

After a few days, her Grandpa was able to leave the hospital. Her father used to visit them every day, helping him with his exercises. On Saturday morning, while she was eating her cereal, Eddard was getting ready to leave.

"Aemond is coming to pick up some papers, they're on the table. Give them to him if I'm not back in an hour." He said quickly and left before he could see her expression.

She swallowed loudly what was in her mouth and put down her spoon, losing all desire to eat, Harrold had the day off and she was home all alone. She didn't trust this man and she felt uncomfortable around him, so she prayed that her father would come back in time.

She was sitting on the couch in the living room, reading a book about the Polish kingdom in the 14th century, when she heard someone drive up to their driveway.

She felt a squeeze in her chest and swallowed hard hearing it, it was hot, she was wearing only an oversized T-shirt and shorts. She sighed heavily, thinking with relief that it wasn't a very inviting outfit.

She heard an impatient knock on the door and stood up, grabbing the papers her father had spoken of, walking barefoot to the door and turning the lock. She opened them wide, his eye wide open when he saw her.

His gaze quickly fled to her legs, chest and face. She pretended not to see it and extended her hand with a sheaf of papers towards him. They stared at each other in awkward silence and she wondered why he didn't just take it from her.

"Where are your manners, birdie. Won't you invite me in?" He asked dryly.

"I took you for a person who hates wasting his time." She said cautiously, looking at him expectantly, her hand still outstretched to him. He looked at her intensely, the corner of his mouth twisting into an ironic smile.

"I happen to be in the mood for coffee." He said low.

She swallowed hard and looked to the side, dropping her hand helplessly. She stepped aside, allowing him to enter and he did it without haste, slowly taking off his leather jacket.

She closed the door behind him, walked through the living room to the kitchen, placing papers on the table as she went, and opened the cupboard searching for a cup. She watched, looking across the bar, as he entered their living room, sat down on the couch, and picked up her book, opening it where she had left off.

"What kind of coffee will you drink?" She asked dispassionately and calmly, trying to sound at least a little warm.

"Black. Two teaspoons. No milk. No sugar." He said matter-of-factly.

It looked like he was actually reading her book.

She put water in the kettle, glanced at him, and sighed softly, her heart was pounding like crazy.

She prayed that her father would come by now and take over this conversation.

When the water boiled, she poured the mug and, with a heavy heart, walked back into the living room, placing it on the table in front of him.

"Thank you." He said dryly, not taking his eye off her book.

She pursed her lips as she looked at him, thinking that she couldn't just go to her room and leave him alone, so whether she wanted to or not, she had to sit with him now and watch over him. She sat down in the soft armchair next to him, drawing her legs under her buttocks, making herself comfortable, her whole body tense.

They sat in silence for a while, only the sound of him turning the pages in the room, she was surprised to see that he seemed to be drawn into what the author had written. He took a sip of his coffee once in a while, not stopping reading, and she thought that if she wouldn't bother him, maybe he'd leave her alone.

He turned the book over suddenly, placing his finger where he had left off, apparently he was checking the author of the entire publication.

"I'll borrow it." He announced calmly. She looked at him surprised, her mouth parted slightly.

"I… I need it for the exam." She said looking at him uncertainly, she didn't know if it was a good idea to say no to a man like him, but she wasn't about to fail the semester because of him.

He looked at her intensely for a moment.

"And the exam is when?" He asked, as if he wanted her to finish his sentence. She looked down on her knees.

"On Monday." She said softly. He rocked the book slightly left and right as he looked at her.

"Then I'll come pick it up on Tuesday." He said throwing the book on the table. "I used to study history myself."

He said indifferently, taking a sip of coffee, looking at the book absently. She pursed her lips, wondering if she should investigate further. There was silence between them.

"And what happened then?" She finally asked, unable to contain herself, she saw him smirk at her question as he pulled cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket.

"Many things." He grunted as he took the cigarette to his lips, intending to light it with his lighter. She stood up at once and reached out to take the cigarette from his mouth, but he gripped her wrist tightly, glaring at her warningly.

"Careful, little birdie." He said low and dark. She felt her heart pounding wildly, her chest tightening. She thought she wouldn't be intimidated by a stranger in her own home.

"No smoking inside our house. Where are your manners?" She asked, looking at him with a frown, mimicking what he said in a way. He looked at her intensely, his face completely frozen.

He finally took the cigarette out of his mouth with his free hand, the other still holding her wrist. Seeing this she wanted to go back to her seat, but he wouldn't let her, holding her tighter. He looked at her expectantly.

"Apologize."

Her eyes widened in surprise.

"Excuse me?"

His lips pressed into a thin line.

"Apologize."

She felt the tension between them could be cut with a knife. She looked at him defiantly.

"No."

She jumped in fear as he stood up suddenly, his hand gripping her jaw tightly, his other hand tightening around her wrist. He looked at her as if he wanted to kill her, towering her, their faces millimeters apart.

"What you did was impolite. I am your guest. Apologize." He hissed through clenched teeth.

She stared at him in horror and figured out that she didn't care. Maybe if he did something to her, her father would finally end his businesses with him.

"What you are doing is impolite. You barge into my house uninvited, want to take my book without my permission, and try to smoke without asking if you can." She said, breaking free from his grip, her chest was heaving fast.

He blinked at her, his jaw clenched tight, running his tongue over his mouth, looking at her thoughtfully.

"May I ask you for this huge favor, to lend me your book after your exam?" He asked ironically, articulating each word slowly and carefully. She knew that he was furious.

"No." She said right away. "You don't deserve it." She said angrily, grabbing her book and walking towards the stairs, leaving him alone, not caring what he do with it.

As soon as she entered her room, she heard a loud slam of the front door, and after a moment the sound of the engine starting, the screech of tires.

She lay in her room, continuing to read her book, enraged. She thought that he was a brutal, ironic, shameless man, who thought he could do anything to anyone. She didn't know who he was and she didn't care.

She had no intention of serving him or allowing herself to be humiliated in her own home, let him thrash herself like an animal. She thought he expected culture from her, and he had no respect for anyone or anything himself.

After a while, she heard her father enter the house. He ran up the stairs and opened the door to her room.

"What have you done to him?" He asked, looking at her incredulously. She blinked, not understanding what he meant.

"Who?" She asked innocently. Her father rolled his eyes.

"He's so pissed that he won't even talk to me on the phone." He said putting his hands on his hips. His daughter frowned.

"He was rude and insolent. He grabbed me by the jaw like some animal when I pointed it out. I don't want to see him here again." She said, going back to reading. Her father sighed heavily, running his hand over his face.

"He's not a person you can just chase away from our home." He said impatiently. His daughter looked at him angrily.

"Why? Because you're doing business with a man who will now kidnap me for revenge? Beat me? Rape me?" She asked furiously, tears of anger welling up in her eyes, her lip trembled, she turned her gaze towards the window, trying not to cry.

"Mother doesn't want me. With you are only secrets and dark deals. It's never safe. I have nowhere to run!" She almost screamed helplessly without looking at him, her breath and voice ragged and trembling.

She covered her mouth with a shaking hand, clutching her book to her. Her father wanted to approach her, but she moved as far away from him as possible.

"Leave me alone." She said in a trembling voice, without looking at him.

After a while, she heard him leave quietly and close the door behind him. Only then did she allow herself to truly cry.

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asahicore · 10 months

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would treasure still love you if you were a worm?

author's note. i know this trend died ages ago but i was having silly little thoughts and giggling to myself so i thought why not just write it down and share the silliness with everyone... have this while i finish my jihoon fic <3

hyunsuk

for some reason, he would think you were adorable for asking that question. he’d smile really wide, eyes crinkling as he hugged you and called you cute over and over again. he wouldn’t answer, would just shake his head and chuckle at you, completely endeared. even if you asked the question over and over again, he’d flat out ignore you and continue to chuckle and call you cute.

jihoon

he just does not take you seriously. it’s been hours since you asked the question and he’s still making fun of you for it, to the point that you regret bringing the topic up in the first place. he hasn’t given you any sort of answer too, just thinks it’s hilarious you would ask that. but then you say that you would dump him if he became a worm, and he starts an argument over it.

junkyu

i feel like he’s the only one who would actually give a satisfactory answer. correct me if i’m wrong, but doesn’t he already keep some sort of animal? he’d build you a little worm house with everything worms need and would look after you and talk to you every day.

yoshi

he’d actually beat you to asking that question. he’d come home one day looking really worried, and when you asked him what was wrong, would ask you if you’d still love him if he became a worm. if you reply anything else other than yes, he’d be so upset and would need so much comforting.

jaehyuk

for some reason i think you asking him that question would make him so upset. like he’d start imagining you actually turning into a worm and he would just start crying, mourning your human form. you’d end up having to coddle him instead of the other way around.

asahi

he knows you, and he knows you’d start pouting for no reason if he told you the truth, so he plays along, telling you yes of course i’ll still love you no matter what don’t worry. but if it really happened, he’d put you outside so you could find other worm friends.

doyoung

“the real question is, would you still love me if you were a worm?” he thinks that by becoming a worm you’d lose your ability to love, among other emotions, so really, he’s the one who should be worried. anyway, it wouldn’t be a problem for him - he’d rizz anything up, even a worm.

haruto

listen he is a busy man with a tiring job, he doesn’t need the additional stress. he tells you straight-up no, and desperately tries to understand why that makes you so upset, to no avail. “but babe, worms aren’t sexy…”

jeongwoo

you were really excited to ask him that question and see his reaction, but then he just says he would eat you and doesn’t give any further explanation no matter how hard you try to get one out of him.

junghwan

he’s another one that gets stressed out. he really wants to say yes, but realistically, he knows it wouldn’t be possible and that even if he kept you in a cage or something he’d move on at some point. when he tells you this, naturally, you get very upset, so he tries to make it up to you the whole evening, but he’s just as shaken as you are about the thought of you turning into a worm.

not bothering the taglist for this one lmaoo

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phoebepheebsphibs · 20 days

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Double-Mutated Mikey

Chapter 22: Running Low on A Ninja's Greatest Weapon

Continued from the short story written by @boots-with-the-fur-club

Including a short blurb also written by @boots-with-the-fur-club

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Food is slopped into a meager bowl and tossed into the cage. Mikey flinches at the clattering sound, and how the mushed-up, mashed-up slimy brown gloop splashes onto his arm and foot.

"Mealtime, beastie," the worker says.

Mikey retches at the smell and consistency. But he won't get anything else. He drags himself over to the bowl and starts licking it up like the animal he is.

The food makes him gag, he almost vomits. Mikey starts to cry. He doesn't want to eat this disgusting slop, it makes him sick. But if he doesn't eat it... he'll starve. Mikey sobs as he forces himself to choke the gruel down. He manages to finish half the bowl before he feels the bile start to rise up his throat.

No more. Can't do any more. Can't eat anymore.

Mikey pushes the bowl as far away from him as he can. He has to lie down now. Has to stop the awful sick feeling in his stomach.

Mikey curls into himself and cries silently. If he makes too much noise while the humans are in here, they will hurt him. With the ice gun, with the cattle prod, with their boots or bare hands. Mikey can't cry too loudly. But he cries all the same, silent tears trickling down his cheeks.

He wants to leave. He wants to go home.

“…Please… when can I go home?”

“My poor, delusional creature… this is your home, now.”

Raph smacks the back of Donnie’s head.

“Stop messing with Mikey! He’s already hurtin' enough with his teeth!”

Donnie rubs his head and grumbles.

“All of you made me think I was a bird with mine! I knocked over everything in my lab!”

“Mikey is way too sensitive, you know you can’t-”

“Home,” Mikey interrupts Leo, making grabby hands towards Donnie.

Donnie’s heart squeezes.

“….Okay. That got me. Sorry, Michael.” He walks over.

Mikey pulls him into a hug and presses his swollen cheek against Donnie’s.

“Home.”

The memory washes over Donatello like rainfall, soft and slow and sad.

He's playing a few of the videos of Mikey's wisdom teeth removal from before the Shredder's attack last year. They'd discovered a clinic in the Hidden City that would do it for them, using mystic anesthetics to numb the face and put them into a comfortable sleeping spell. The spells were basically exactly the same as a medical anesthetic, just without the shot or the fact that they had to not eat for 8 hours before. But the after effects were hilarious and lasted most of the day.

Raph had gone first, and his reaction caused him to be clingy and cuddle everyone he saw, refusing to let go. After he'd recovered, Leon went next, and that was how they discovered Leo was a crier when under the influence. He sobbed all day, blubbering at the littlest things -- like when Mikey gave him soup, or Raph tripped and stubbed his toe in front of him, or while watching a Lou Jitsu movie with his family, etc. Once Leo could eat solid foods again, Donnie had his wisdom teeth removed. He'd been on the moon, wild and boisterous and incredibly susceptible; apparently his brothers had taken advantage of this and pranked him into believing that he'd been transformed into a majestic bird. Mikey's reaction was somewhat similar, he'd been very loopy but didn't talk as much. He hallucinated a few things, and was incredibly invested in everything that he was handed, everything felt like a new discovery.

Donnie smirks at the video playing, where Mikey is holding him loosely and rubbing his cheek across Donnie's face.

Tears start dripping off of his chin. He sniffles, rubbing his nose to keep the snot from getting on his keypad.

He needs to get back to work. He needs to make the fix for Michael...

It's been a rough couple of days for him. He feels like he's been neglecting poor Angelo, but this is for him! It's... it'll all be worth it in the end...

It was a huge step for him to admit that he couldn't figure it out on his own and needed help from Draxum. After all, he was the original mutator, he'd have some advice on the process, wouldn't he?

He'd taken a look at Donnie's samples and analysis of Mike's DNA, and had noted that the formulas they used to initiate the mutations were eerily similar to Draxum's oozesquitos. But they were missing key ingredients, specifically some mystic components and a certain action star's DNA remnants that helped to create the humanoid features and keep their sanity.

Which explained a few traits Mikey had been showing.

But Draxum gave some... rather disappointing insights as well. And Donnie has been considering these insights...

...He needs a quick break. Donnie walks out and grabs another coffee mixed with energy drink. The over-caffeinated beverage was outlawed by Splinter and Raph years ago, but Donnie busts out the contraband on special occasions where sleep must be avoided at all costs.

He roams aimlessly through the halls... well, that's not true. He has aim. He just feels lost as he walks to Mikey's room. He takes the jar of glowing purple slime and starts rubbing Mikey's head with it. Mikey moans in his sleep, saying something or other about a 'test'. Dee's not sure, he doesn't really hear it... he wanders out once the glow vanishes and Mikey absorbs the salve.

Donnie stumbles out of the room and past Raph and Leo's traincars. Raph sounds like he's doing something in his own room. Leo's traincar still hasn't been repaired yet, despite Dee's promises to fix the giant hole punched there by Raph months ago. The curtain is half-open, and he can see Leon pulling his striped pajama bottoms up as he gets ready for bed.

Donnie half wants to talk about what happened the other night. He knows they did 'art therapy' or something, but no one has told him what said therapy entailed. He doesn't like being kept out of the loop...

He takes a deep swig of his unholy caffeinated beverage and hisses from how it burns his throat. Ah well, he can ask them later. He has work to do.

Donnie meanders back into his labs, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.2.0 is waiting for him.

"Yo, dude! You got more of that sludge, huh?" he says as he hovers over Dee's shoulders.

"It's not 'sludge', S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., it's my life-giving antidote," Donnie corrects.

"Whatever you say, Donnie," the robot says with an eyeroll. "I guess this means another all-nighter?"

"...I have to find the cure," Donnie grumbles, plopping himself down in his chair with a slouch.

"That's three nights in a row, Dee," S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. nervously informs. "That's not exactly healthy, bro..."

"I'll be fine," Donnie argues impatiently. "I just... need to find... the fix..."

Raph went to check on Mikey after he realized that he forgot to administer the memory-sauce-thing.

He quickly goes into Mikey's room and starts massaging the purple goo onto Mikey's head. The little brother murmurs something in his sleep, his brow furrows softly. Mikey's grip on his blanket tautens. Raph wonders what memory Mikey is seeing now... he shrugs it off, giving Mikey a quick kiss goodnight and sauntering away. Raph doesn't usually wake up this late, but several days of stress have caused a grueling sleep schedule.

He takes up an old habit he started a few years ago, of checking in on his brothers when they sleep.

Mikey is fine. A bit tense in his sleep, but otherwise cucumber cool.

He looks in on Leo. His insomnia is as cruel as ever, and he's laying in bed reading comics.

Next is Donnie, and though Raph hopes for the best, he knows that the self-proclaimed genius is probably in his labs. He peeks into his room. The bed hasn't been slept in for days.

Dang it, Donnie.

"Don? Donnie? Yo, Dee, wake up."

Donnie wasn't asleep. Was he? His eyes were open, but... he wasn't paying attention.

Raph is shaking him by the shoulders. He looks concerned.

"Oh. Raphala. When, uh... when'd you get here?"

"A minute ago," he says softly as he examines Donnie's eyes. "You okay? You look like a vampire."

"I will be... I am fine," he groans, rubbing his fingers between his brows. "Just... you don't have to stay, you can leave..."

"Donnie, when was the last time you got any sleep?" Raph questions.

Shoot. Frick. Dang it. All the cuss words he's not allowed to say. Of course Raph would ask, and Donnie can't lie to save his life. It's even worse when he's sleep deprived.

"...Come back tomorrow, and we'll try to get to you at our earliest convenience..."

"Donnie. That isn't an answer."

"Okay, uh... I don't... I don't remember... I slept a little this morning."

Raph's Raph-Chasm furrows exponentially.

"Dee. Maybe we should take a break and give it a rest for tonight?"

"I can't," he says quickly, returning his focus to his work. "I have to finish this line of data..."

"It'll still be there tomorrow. But for now you're going to bed, mister."

"I CAN'T," Donnie hisses at him. "I have to fix this... and..."

"You can and you will," Raph says, pulling Donnie's chair away from the desk as a warning. The next threat is he will physically carry him over his shoulder to bed like a disobedient toddler. "Bedtime. Now."

"No, Raph, you don't understand, I-I can't do it..."

"Sure ya can, all ya do is lie down horizontally on a comfortable surface, preferably with a pillow and blanket --"

"I CAN'T DO IT!" Donnie suddenly explodes, slamming his fists down and smashing the keyboard, keys and buttons flying in all directions.

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.2.0. makes a digital yipe and flies under a desk to hide from his creator's tantrum. Raph takes a step back as Donnie's pale face goes red with anger and he continues to yell.

"I CAN'T DO IT, OKAY?! I've tried and tried, and I can't figure it out! I don't know how to cure him! I don't know how to fix Mikey!! Okay?! Is that what you want me to hear?! I can't do it, and I've been trying for days to understand it!!"

Raph pauses. He... he doesn't know what to say...

"...Oh, Donnie..."

"I'm... I'm trying," he whimpers, dejectedly resting his head against Raph's chest. "I've looked at it from every angle, and... it's just not possible..."

"What... whaddya mean?" Raph asks, hushed terror in his voice. "It has to be possible... right?"

"...It's merged with his DNA," Donnie explains tiredly. "The alternate genes have reconfigured his entire system to fit it. He's... evolved, for lack of a better term."

"Can't ya just... take it apart, piece by piece?"

"That's... that's not how DNA works," Donnie says, a little baffled by his brother's lack of knowledge. "DNA is so minute, so microscopic... trying to put something in is one thing, but taking something out? And something like genetic coding? That's... that's scientifically impossible... I can't just go into one cell and take it apart like a puzzle and then rearrange it again, it doesn't work like that. It wouldn't fix the whole body, it would just fix the one cell, in the best case scenario. Most likely scenario, it would destroy the cell. Worst case --"

"I don't wanna know worst case," Raph mumbles nervously. "Thanks, though. But... isn't there anything you can do?"

"...No... the one foreign DNA I think I could eradicate would be krang, but... that would kill him."

"Kill...?"

"Assuming he could survive the insurmountable pain of destroying parts of him like that, the krang DNA is the catalyst of the mutations. It's... like glue that holds the other mutations together properly. If I remove it... his DNA could fall apart. And, well, I won't tell you the ramifications of that happening, but it's bad. Really bad."

Raph steps back and sits on the floor. Donnie slumps into his chair, though he goes limp and slides down to the floor as well.

"I showed Draxum everything when he visited. He... he basically confirmed my suspicions. There's... nothing we can do to reverse the mutations. Maybe if we'd been able to get to him sooner, or... I dunno. I don't know. But... anything I try to do now... I can't."

Raph and Donnie sit in silence for a while.

Raph doesn't move. He watches Donnie, who sits and twiddles his thumbs.

Raph opens his mouth to say something --

Donnie bursts into tears. He just starts crying, still fidgeting with his hands as his shoulders shake and his eyes water and the tears drip down messily and slip off his scrunched-up face and plop against his knees.

Raph reaches over and pulls him in for a hug. Donnie doesn't object. In fact, he does the opposite and starts to climb into his brothers lap as he sobs. He wraps his arms around Raph, who gently starts stroking circles onto his shell.

"It's okay, Raph's got ya..."

"I-I tried so hard," Donnie whines. "I did everything I could t-to... I-I did, I did, I worked s-so haaaarrdd, Raaaph...."

"I know, Donnie, I know..."

"But nothing works! I failed him, I f-failed Mikey, I failed, failed, failed..."

"You didn't fail."

"I-I can't make the fix.... I can't fix it... I... I'm so sorry..."

Raph shushes him, resting his chin against his head.

"H-how am I gonna tell him?" Donnie whimpers. "Or Leo? Or Papa, or April... how can I face them? I promised him... I gave him my word, Raph, that I would fix him... and I can't. W-what am I gonna do?"

Raph sighs.

"...I dunno, Donnie. I don't know... but... for now... I think you need to give yourself a rest. You'll find a way to help him, I know you will. Even if it's small, even if you can't undo the trauma or the physical changes. You'll help him. But you can't do that if you don't let yourself have a break for sleep."

Raph hoists Donnie up and carries him out.

"I'll help you out in any way you need. We'll figure it out together."

Donnie gives a measly nod in response, allowing Raphael to carry him to bed.

Leo gets bored of just sitting in bed and reading comics. He tries watching videos on his phone. It palls after an hour.

Wait, did he give Mikey the memory salve?

Leo might as well give it to him now...

He quickly heads over and splashes some of the glowing goo on him. Mikey squirms and moans, his tail thrashes a few times. He looks uncomfortable... hang on...

Leo takes out his phone and texts the group chat.

LEO: HEY, DID ANYONE REMEMEMEMBER TO GIVE MIKEY THE BRAIN SLIME?

DONNIE: I DID.

RAPH: I DID

RAPH: WAIT WUT

CASEY: I GAVE IT TO HIM EARLIER WHEN HE WENT TO BED...

LEO: =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) AH GEEZ OK (ᵕ•_•)

RAPH: SO WAIT DID WE ALL JUST GIVE MIKEY HIS MEMORY SAUCE????????????????????!?

LEO: ...UH I PLEAD THE FIFTH

Leo looks down at his brother as he squirms uncomfortably in his hammock.

This... this'll be fine, right?

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Derek Takes Me Out For A Special Treat

After our shower together we laid on my bed naked for a little bit cuddling. Derek held me tight and whispered about how much he enjoyed having sex with me. Most girls can't handle my size, he explained. I love your big cock Derek, it makes me cum so hard, I reassured him. He squeezed my body tight, I can't belive I put your dick in my mouth and swallowed some of your cum, I've never done that before, he admitted. I'm not gay, he said with uncertainty. No, I responded, playing with a gurl cock doesn't make you gay, you can do anything you want with me, anything. He reached down and grabbed my little pink cock and stroked it, I've always wondered what it feels like, having one inside you, he asked softly. I turned around and started kissing him, it feels fucking amazing, I replied. I grabbed his hand and said, you're going to make me horny again if you keep playing with my clitty.

Let's go get get some dinner, he suggested as he stood up next to the bed. I rolled onto my tummy and stared as his big black cock, it was just inches away from my face. After we eat can I have more of this, I asked as I reached out and pulled his cock to my face and kissed the head. I took the tip into my mouth and then pulled it out making a loud popping sound with my lips. Now who's making who horny, he responded.

Fair enough, I replied as I hopped up and walked into the closet to get dressed. I put on my cute little pink cage and a garter belt with pink stockings. I pulled on a teal, tight fitting 1 piece and put on my cute new vans I had just got. I picked out a sexy butt plug and went out to the living room. Derek was dressed and sitting on the couch putting his shoes on when I walked up to him. He looked up at me as I put the plug into my mouth and got it wet. I pulled it out and handed it to him, will you help me with this, I asked in a sexy voice as I turned and lifted my dress, sticking my ass out. He gently slid it into me, ahhh, I gasped a little as it popped in. He slapped my ass and said, damn, you are so fucking hot. I looked back over my shoulder and smiled as I walked to the bedroom, my ass still hanging out of my short dress.

We held hands as we walked to this cute little sushi place less than a block away from my condo. Dinner was amazing and we had a few drinks. As we were leaving Derek got a message from Thomas asking if he wanted to come over for drinks. I agreed that sounded fun and Thomas lived a few floors down from me so it was super close. As we walked into the building we passed the cowboy that I had fucked on St. Patrick's day and he immediately recognized me. He winked as he held the door and said, ma'am as I walked by. What a gentleman I thought as I lifted my dress flashing my cute little ass and bright pink butt plug to him.

Derek knocked on the door and Thomas greeted us. Ohhh fuck I thought to myself as Thomas leaned down to hug me, you must be Jessica, he said, wow, you are beautiful. He was young and very cute, his body was similar to Derek's, very tall and a little more muscular. He had to be at least six foot six. What was I going to do? I had two fucking hot black guys together and I was so horny.

Thomas made us a few drinks and told some funny stories about them growing up together. It was cute seeing them laughing together. I asked to use the bathroom and Thomas took my hand and led me to the master bath. I sat down to pee and looked around, it was not a typical bachelor pad, it was very clean and organized. I bet Thomas took care of himself I thought. I wondered if he shaved his cock like Derek, I played with my butt plug a little as I thought about getting fucked by both these studs.

I came out and Derek was laying on the bed, Thomas was standing against the wall and they were talking about how Derek and I met. Are y'all talking dirty about me, I asked as I climbed up onto the bed, the alcohol was starting to kick in. I straddled Derek and stuck my ass up in the air as I reached down to kiss him. Thomas had a full view of my cute little butt and caged sissy cock. Ohhhh fuck he exclaimed. I kissed Derek's ear and sucked his ear lobe as I whispered, can I fuck your friend too, I want both of your cocks, I reached down and grabbed Derek's dick and just as I suspected it was hard. Does this mean I get a special treat tonight, I asked sexually as I continued making out with his ear.

He rolled me over and got up, they both stood there and looked at me as I pulled my dress off and laid there on my back rubbing myself between my caged clit and my butt plug. She's fucking sexy Thomas said to Derek, I told you he replied. Knowing they had been talking about what a cum slut I was made my sissy cock swell inside my cage. I slid off the bed and down to my knees as they both stripped and stood in front of me. My ass was throbbing around my butt plug as I stared at the two biggest cocks I've ever seen.

I reached out and grabbed Thomas's dick and pulled him into my mouth. I sucked his cock as I stroked his thick shaft. He had a small patch of pubic hair that looked so cute, I relaxed my throat and took his whole cock shoving my nose right into his little patch of hair. It smelled so good. I pushed my head back against the bed and Thomas leaned over putting his hands on top of the bed, he started jackhammering his cock down into my throat. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him as he thrusted into me, the loud gagging muffled by his big black balls slapping into my drool covered chin.

I released my grip on him and he pulled his cock out of my mouth leaving a stream of thick saliva pouring out of my mouth. Ohh fuck, he exclaimed, you are fucking amazing. I reached up and started stroking his dick as Derek moved in front of me and drove his BBC into my wet mouth. He did the same thing and leaned onto the bed and throat fucked me while Travis climbed up on the bed behind me.

Derek pulled his big dick out of my throat and dropped it onto my face smearing thick saliva all over me. He pushed his balls up onto my mouth and I started licking them. He lifted his cock up and thrusted his hips forward letting my tongue reach his asshole. I rubbed the tip of my tongue back and forth across his ass as he moaned.

Derek pulled me up and tossed me onto the bed where Thomas was waiting. I crawled on all fours over to him and grabbed his cock guiding it into my mouth. I held the base of his cock as I bobbed my mouth up and down on his swollen dick head. Derek got behind me and slapped my ass as I arched my back. He pulled my butt plug out and put his mouth on my ass driving his tongue deep into my ass. I moaned loudly and took more of Thomas's cock into my mouth letting the tip hit the back of my throat. Thick white drool started running down his black shaft and over my hand. I stroked him and smeared my spit all over his balls as he pulled his knees up and spread his legs wide.

Derek was fucking my boipussy with his tongue and it felt so fucking good. I moved my other hand under Thomas and started playing with his asshole, it was a mess of thick creamy drool from my mouth and my fingers slid easily over his ass. He lifted his hips a little and I pushed my finger inside him. He gasped in excitement and dropped back down forcing my finger all the way inside him. He grabbed the back of my head and drove my mouth down to his balls pressing my finger deeper. He held my head as he thrusted up and down fucking himself on my finger and pumping his big cock in and out of my throat.

Derek pulled his tongue out of my boipussy and lined his swollen cock up. He slid easily into my sopping wet hole, my little clit throbbed as he pushed inch after inch into me until his balls pressed into the back of my balls. I stuck my ass up as high as I could and tried to beg him to fuck me, but my voice was muffled by Thomas who was fucking my throat. He pulled my hair lifting my head off of his cock so I could talk. What was that sweetie, he asked nicely. Fuck me, I replied as I looked Thomas in the face, I want Derek to fuck my pussy, please, I begged. You want Derek to destroy your little pink pussy with his big black cock, Thomas asked. I looked up at him as I pushed my finger against his prostate, the harder he fucks me the harder I'm going to suck your cock, I said. I rubbed his prostrate and slid his throbbing dick back into my mouth and waited for Derek to make a move.

Bro, fuck her already, Thomas begged. Derek grabbed my hips and thrusted his cock as deep as he could. I moaned in extacy and pushed my lips down to the base of Thomas's cock. Derek pulled all the way back and I did the same. We went back and forth like this slowly and it was driving me crazy, two big black cocks stretching my holes. My boipussy was throbbing from the slow fuck and Thomas's cock was rock hard, I could tell he wanted to cum so bad.

Thomas said to Derek, let's trade, this bitch wants to get fucked, you play too much. Derek laughed and they both pulled out of me leaving me feeling empty. Derek kneeled in front of me as Thomas pushed his rock hard dick into my gaping ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled as he stretched my ass further. I looked up at Derek and asked, same deal? Derek stared down at me and replied, baby if you deepthroat my cock again I'm going to fucking nut.

Thomas wasted no time as he gripped my hips tightly and started fucking me. He was slamming his thick cock into my ass as hard as he could. I screamed in extacy collapsing down onto Derek's cock taking it all the way down my throat. Thomas had full control over me now as he destroyed my boipussy with his big black cock. The harder he fucked the harder it made me deepthroat. Derek held my head as the cock in my ass forced me back and forth.

I felt Derek tense up so I reached out and grabbed his balls as they started contracting, his big cock spasmed and flooded my mouth and throat. I was moaning so hard that I couldn't swallow so his thick cum just spewed out around his cock as my head bobbed back and forth smearing his sticky seed all over his shaft. He pulled out and sat back on the bed, his big black cock and balls coated with thick cum and saliva. Seeing the mess I made on his big dick made me feel like such a cum dumpster.

My eyes rolled back in my head as a massive orgasm shot through my body, I'm cumming, I screamed out as cum started pouring out of my limp caged cock and all over the bed. Thomas started fucking harder into my limp body, holding my ass up in the air by my hips as my arms collapsed and my face landed right in Derek's crotch covering my face in cum.

You like this big black cock, Jessica, he yelled as he thrusted. Yes, I moaned, I love big black cock. My balls retreated inside causing my cage to fall off and my leaking clitty shrank even smaller as cum continued to pour out. He grabbed around my chest and pulled me up to him driving his throbbing cock up into my bladder, fucking it over and over forcing me to start squirting.

He grabbed my cum soaked hair and pulled my head around, I'm going to cum in your fucking pussy, is that what you want, he asked. Ohhhh my God yes, please daddy, I want your cum, I want it inside me, I begged him. Thomas moaned loudly as he slammed me down on his cock, hot cum erupting inside me. He shot jet after jet of thick cum flooding my pussy.

Thomas shoved me back down on the bed and pulled his cock out of me leaving my gaping pussy overflowing with his cum. He grabbed my plug and slid it into my ass. Ohh damn, he exclaimed, that might fall out, your little boipussy is gaping open. He put his cock between my legs and rubbed his tip over my shriveled little gurl dick, you have a sexy little clitty, he said.

I crawled up to Derek and started licking him, cleaning the cum from his balls and his still throbbing cock. I slurped the pool of cum from his belly button as I kissed my way up his chest and he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. Thank you baby, I said softly, I love being your little cum dumpster.

#sissy for bbc #transgurl #bbc #eat my entire ass #eat my pussy #faggot sissy #femboys #free use slvt #gangb4ng

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mymoodwriting · 8 months

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Request for @salfetkablog (Yandere Hybrid Chan) 3.7k, yandere, hybrid, homelessness, abuse, physical abuse, blood, claw marks, biting, needles, smut, non-con, dub-con, creampie, unprotected sex, crossbreeding, manipulation (@starillusion13)

“Hi there, Channie!”

Everyday you ran into a familiar face. They were part of your routine, and they always had a smile on their face. Chan was a hybrid you met one day on your way home after work. He lived on the streets, yet he seemed alright with that. When you first crossed paths you offered to buy him something to eat, and he graciously accepted. From then on whenever you saw him you’d buy him a meal. Soon enough you saw him everyday and decided to try something different. You had gotten to know him a bit and made a home cooked lunch. He absolutely adored it and so you continued on with it. Eventually he even let you pet his ears.

When you made yourself lunch you always put aside some for Chan. Even though you were busy with your own life on occasion you had some extra time to spend with him, and you’d get to talking about life. Chan did eventually tell you that he ran away from the place he was before. You couldn’t imagine what was going on that would make him run away, but you didn’t pry. His smile was precious, and you didn’t want to be the reason it faded away. You did ask him once why he didn’t go to a hybrid house, but he said he didn’t want to get taken in again. He did worry you, living out on the streets, but he seemed to be doing just fine for himself. That is until that fateful day.

“Chan…”

There was an alley you’d usually find Chan in, and he’d always come over to you as well, but he was nowhere in sight. You thought maybe he had moved on to another place, or was just busy today, then you heard a whimper. You made the decision to cautiously step into the alley. Soon enough you found Chan sitting by a dumpster holding his chest.

“Oh my gosh, Chan! Are you alright!?”

You rushed to his side, not seeing anything wrong, but then you noticed the blood stains. You carefully reached over and lifted up his shirt, seeing claws marks on his chest.

“What happened to you?”

“A hybrid… attacked me… said I was in their territory…”

“We need to take you to the vet immediately! They can-”

“No! I’m from the streets, if I go to a place like that I’d never leave. I don’t want to be put in a cage.”

“You need medical help.”

“I’m fine… I just need my wound cleaned and wrapped… I know how to just… need the supplies…”

You knew you couldn’t leave him on the streets, and taking him to the vet was out of the question so you did the next best thing. You took Chan home. Thankfully you had a medkit at home. He said he’d do it himself, but you told him that you could help by following his instructions. He trusted you, so he took off his shirt and hoodie, exposing his chest so you could treat the wound. You caught yourself staring at him for a moment before coming to your senses. You disinfected the wound and wrapped it up, telling Chan to rest. You didn’t mind him staying while he recovered.

For a bit Chan slept, but he was quite curious about your home. He respectfully explored, loving the smell of you everywhere. He also loved watching you cook, knowing that you were doing so for him, and he’d get to try a fresh home cooked meal. Of course Chan wasn’t going to stick around your home for free, even if he was injured. You’d still go to work, trusting him in your home by himself, and he’d make good use of his time. You were surprised to come home after a long day of work to a clean house.

“Welcome back!”

Chan eagerly greeted you upon your return, embracing you in a big hug. You giggled from his actions, but they were welcomed. You changed his bandages daily, seeing that he was on a healthy road to recovery. As the days went by you found yourself getting used to Chan’s bigger presence in your life. He was there to greet you in the morning and see you off. While also welcoming you back home. Thanks to his help around the house you had more time for yourself as well. Able to catch up on things you’ve wanted to do. It felt normal to have him around, as if you always did, but things couldn’t remain peaceful.

“Why don’t you adopt me…”

You nearly choked on your drink when Chan said that. The two of you had just been living together while he recovered, but you knew he was well enough to be on his own again. You both knew that, yet you hadn’t said anything to him. You didn’t know how, thinking he’d see himself out, but now you could tell that wasn’t the case.

“You’ve been taking care of me… and I’ve been helpful… I know it’s rude of me to over step but… I don’t want to go back out to the cold streets where I could get attacked again…”

“…”

What Chan was asking of you wasn’t something simple. You were doing well for yourself, but to add another person, a hybrid, to your expenses, you weren’t sure you could afford it. At the same time you also didn’t like the idea of kicking Chan out back onto the streets.

“Please… I can learn to do more things around the house and be of more use and-”

“Okay.”

“Huh?”

“You can stay.”

“Really!”

“I’m gonna have to work late to make some more money but-”

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

Chan jumped for joy and went over to hug you tight, overjoyed by your decision. He was so giddy that night that he couldn’t sleep. For the time being he had been staying on the couch, and as he laid there he stared at the ceiling with a content smile on his face. This was home now. Late into the night he got up and snuck into your room. He saw that you were deep in sleep, and he couldn’t help but smile as he watched you. From the beginning you had been so nice, and now he got to repay all that to you.

While watching you he suddenly heard your cries, seeing that you were having a nightmare. He thought to wake you, but he’d probably get in trouble if you found him in your room without permission. Still he wanted to do something. He carefully got into the bed, pulling you into his arms and trying to sooth you. After a while you calmed down, snuggling into his embrace. This was the closest you had ever been to Chan, and he loved it. The house smelled like you at every corner, but nothing could beat breathing you in from this close.

Chan stuck around for a while before sneaking away, not wanting to get caught. He didn’t have much but he definitely wanted this place to feel like home. When he had the chance he’d watch some videos, figuring out how some things worked around the house. He did have more time as you were working late, but he took that as an opportunity. He worked on his cooking skills and made you dinner. To his relief it was good, and so he began cooking around the house, taking one more burden off your shoulder. Although things couldn’t remain this nice.

“Tomorrow after work we’ll be going to the vet.”

“What? Why?” Chan questioned.

“In order to properly submit the adoption papers you need to be examined by a vet, and make sure you get all your shots.”

“But… I… do I have to?” Chan whined. “I could just live with you… we don’t have to register the adoption…”

“At some point the landlord is going to realize I have a hybrid in my place, and if you’re not registered there’s gonna be problems.” You explained. “Why do you think I’ve been working late? All the paperwork for you is gonna be expensive.”

“Oh… sorry… I didn’t-”

“It’s okay. This was my choice too. I just want to do this right.”

Chan nodded. “I understand. Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude.”

“I know. So be ready when I get home tomorrow.”

“I will be!”

🖤

Chan really hated the idea of going to the vet, but at least he knew he’d walk out of there again with you. He was anxious though, and you noticed. To help him ease his worries you held his hand and went with him for the examination. Although Chan refused the main exam, not wanting any sort of samples taken from him, just the basics.

“Very well, we can do this manually.” The vet stated. “Breed?”

“I’m a husky.”

“Alright. Let’s get your height and weight.”

You were really proud of Chan. His dislike of the vet probably had a story behind it, but he was strong and got through this visit. Afterwards you knew you had to reward him, and also take care of other things. So you went shopping, helping him build his wardrobe, and then went to get groceries together. Coming home that day was something special.

“I have a home.” Chan hugged you from behind. “Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it here. I’ll file the paperwork tomorrow so everything can be official.”

“I’ll make something yummy!”

“We can order out if you’d like. Something extra special to celebrate.”

“That sounds great!”

You both stayed up to watch some TV and eat, Chan snuggling against you. He was warm, and you quite enjoyed his embrace. As it got late you knew you had to get to bed. You felt bad about leaving Chan on the couch, especially now that this was his home too. You had a room you could turn into his, but that would be another project down the line.

“Chan…”

“Hm?”

“Do you want to… sleep with me?”

“What?”

“I mean in the bed! I’ll get you a proper bed and room, but I shouldn’t keep letting you sleep on the couch. I don’t mind at all and I know you-”

“If it’s really okay with you… I’d like that…”

“Of course.”

There was a bit of awkwardness in the bedroom, but Chan was respectful and you appreciated it. He stuck to his side of the bed, just breathing in your scent from the pillow. Although as the night went on Chan soon found himself trapped in your embrace. You weren’t used to having someone in bed with you, but it felt natural to cuddle up against Chan. He happily held you in his arms and kept you warm, not sneaking away from you this time. You woke to a pleasant surprise, once again realizing how right having Chan around felt.

“Good morning.”

“Hi…”

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, really well… I didn’t bother you, did I?”

“No. It was nice to have you so close.”

“Yeah… you’re really warm.” You chuckled. “I should get up though, I don’t wanna be late for work.”

“I’ll make you some breakfast.”

Even though you had only been living together for a few weeks now, you two were so easily in sync. Chan loved it, all of it, although he found himself missing you so much more now. You were working late every day, and he hated it. Of course he knew you had to in order to afford him, and it was only temporary, but he still hated that it took you away from him. He couldn’t complain about it, not wanting to upset you or make you worry about him. It would all work out in the end.

“Chan.”

“Hm?”

“I… uh… I have some bad news…”

“What do you mean?”

“When I went to file your papers… they rejected them…”

“Why!?”

“You need a proper examination from a vet, otherwise you won’t be registered as my hybrid.”

“But… they’re gonna draw blood and… and…”

“I know, I know. You don’t like the sound of all that, but you had to do it. Just once, and I promise I won’t take you to the vet unless it’s absolutely necessary, okay?”

“I don’t want to!”

“Chan, you’ve already been to the vet and there is a record of you. If you’re not properly registered soon you’ll get taken from me. I don’t want you to end up in a cage either.”

Chan whimpered, his ears falling down. You went over to him and took his hand. You wished things didn’t have to be like this, but you didn’t want Chan to get hurt.

“Please… I know it’s scary… but I don’t want anything bad to happen to you…”

“… fine…”

“Thank you. Do you think we can go tomorrow?”

“I think so…”

“Good. Let me know if you change your mind, we have until the end of the week.”

“Okay.”

Chan really didn’t want to do a proper exam, but he knew he couldn’t avoid it now. Perhaps it could work in his favor but he needed to prepare somethings. The next day he saw you off. Usually he’d stay in the house all day, but he had things to do. He took the spare key and went out. Just as you said, the sooner he got his paperwork straight, the better.

🖤

You were glad Chan was brave enough to return to the vet, moreso to do this on his own. So now you were the one anxiously waiting in the lobby, hoping he doesn’t cause trouble. You weren’t keeping track of time, but it felt like you waited for an eternity.

“Miss y/n?”

“Yes! That’s me. Is everything okay?”

“Yes. Chan was very well behaved, and he is perfectly healthy. I just need you to sign some paperwork.”

“Awesome.”

You looked some things over as you double checked your information. From the examination you learned Chan was a purebred husky, and he was neutered. It was good to know. After you signed everything you could take Chan. He was happy to see you again and gave you a hug. You rubbed his back, telling him he did well.

“I’m proud of you. It was very brave of you to go through with this.”

“Thank you for everything.”

“Let’s get you home. My good boy deserves a reward.”

“Good boy?”

“That’s you, isn’t it?”

“Yes!”

There was no issue filing Chan’s adoption papers this time. He was registered, and he was yours. Of course you still needed to work late to have the funds for these changes, but you didn’t mind. Chan would make a fuss about it sometimes, but he understood the reasoning. Although now with major things done you didn’t have to work much over time. You’d come home to Chan’s welcoming embrace, and that was enough to get you through the long days. The two of you would go out more, not just for necessities but for recreational purposes too. It wasn’t your plan to have a hybrid, but you were glad to have Chan.

It was hard for Chan to deny he was practically in love. From the first moment he saw you, he liked you a lot. Even before he got your scent he felt there was something about you. So he had to make a move and lucky for him you were a kind person. He would have been content just seeing you and saying hello, but the more he spent time with you, the closer he wanted to get. Things worked out in his favor though, and now he got to share a bed with you. Although now that he was this close he wanted more.

“Hm…”

At times when you’d randomly wake up in the night you’d be lulled back to sleep by Chan’s warm embrace. This time around though you woke up to whimpering sounds.

“Chan…”

You felt Chan holding you tight, looking at him and seeing him moving about as if in a nightmare. You got up to try and wake him. When he opened his eyes you could tell he was still out of it.

“Cha-”

In the blink of an eye Chan was on top of you, pinning you down beneath him. You thought maybe he was half asleep or something, but his eyes were sharp and filled with lust. You tried to break free from him but he was a lot stronger than you thought.

“Chan… what-”

Chan was suddenly on your neck, kissing at your skin and leaving marks. You squirmed but his grip only got tighter. He kept kissing at your neck and his lips traveling down. One moment he was holding you down, the next he was ripping at your clothes. He nicked your skin a few times, but that was far from his concern. You only had a moment of relief when he stripped off his own clothes, but you weren’t fast enough to get away. Chan pinned you down beneath him again, and now you felt something poking you between your legs.

“Chan! Let go!”

“You smell so good…”

“This is not appropriate! Get off!”

“Just let me have you, all of you.”

“Chan!”

He pressed his lips to yours, and as you were distracted by that you felt he pushed into you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you let out a moan. You hadn’t done it with anyone before, so this was all a new sensation to you. It felt like you were being torn apart, there was pain, but it was starting to turn into pleasure.

“Chan…”

“You can take it.”

“Chan…”

Just the feeling of him filling you up was driving you mad, but when he started moving it was something else entirely. Your whole body shook beneath him, and you could barely think straight. You grabbed onto Chan’s arms, just to keep you steady. He seemed to know what he was doing, and every movement of his caused a spark of pleasure to run through your entire body. You didn’t understand why Chan was suddenly doing this, but you didn’t want him to stop. At one point he pulled you close to his chest, thrusting up into you. For a moment you feared he’d break something, and then you were yelling in pain.

“I’m sorry… it’s hard to control myself like this…”

Chan accidently clawed your back, making you a bit dizzy. He carefully grabbed your face, slowing down for a moment to make sure you were alright. You could vaguely reassure him, his apologies all muffled. Once he picked up the pace again you began to feel this heat start to grow. You whimpered, somewhat fearful of what it meant. You tried to get Chan to stop, but there was no way of doing that.

“Chan… Chan…”

“You’re close, I can feel it. Me too.”

“Chan…”

You were laid back down and Chan got more aggressive in his movements. It wasn’t long then before there was this explosion that took hold of every inch of your body. You were on fire with a pleasurable sensation, holding onto Chan with all your strength as your body trembled beneath him, holding him tight. Soon enough you felt something warm between your legs, and Chan pulled you into a tight embrace. He moved erratically and you continued to tremble as if you were cold, but that was far from the case. You were both breathing heavily as you rode out this pleasure.

Chan didn’t move though, keeping you in his embrace, and you both seemed to pass out like that. You weren’t sure how long it had been, but you came back to your senses first. Chan was still passed out, and still inside you. It was a strange discomfort, but not entirely unwelcome. Still, you could feel your entire body aching, and your back was particularly causing you pain. To your own surprise you managed to get out of bed without waking Chan, quietly making your way to the bathroom. You splashed some water in your face, taking a good look at yourself in the mirror. You had cuts and bruises all over.

When you checked on your back you were surprised by the marks. They were deep, and appeared strong, but most of all they were familiar. You thought back to when Chan had been attacked, and he had a similar mark to this. Furthermore you remembered his clothes being bloody, but not torn, and his hands were mostly stained at the fingertips. Your mind was already jumping to conclusions, but you didn’t want to think that was the case. As you were lost in thought Chan suddenly came over and hugged you from behind. He seemed sleepy, yet he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“Come back to bed…”

“Chan…” Your voice was trembling. “You… you’re not a dog… are you?”

“Hm… you wanna take a guess? I am a canine though…”

“You… if you’re still a canine… and your strength… are you… you…”

“A wolf?” Chan chuckled. “Correct.”

Your eyes went wide hearing that. Hybrids were created as more advanced and sophisticated pets, but the government wasn’t gonna deny the potential. So there were certain hybrids that weren’t meant for the public.

“I know what you’re thinking, I’m-”

“You’re a military hybrid… you must be M.I.A…”

“Maybe even K.I.A, but it doesn’t matter.” Chan placed a sleepy kiss on your head. “According to the paperwork I’m a purebred husky, and your hybrid now. I know your scent so no matter what happens I will always find you.”

“Why… why did you-”

“It doesn’t matter now. You’re mine, all mine.” Chan chuckled. “You think I can make you a mom?”

“Chan!”

“I’m just saying. Not much information on hybrid and human intermingling.”

“Let me go!”

“Behave.” Chan growled. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily, or any time soon. So don’t get any funny ideas in your head. I’ll find you again no matter what you do.”

“Was this… was this your plan all along?”

“Not really, but when I saw you I knew I wanted to be close to you. How fortunate for me you were so nice.”

“You-”

“I’m still the same Chan you welcomed into your home, just not a dog.”

“I-”

“Sh. Let’s just be happy together. Now come back to bed. There are still things I want to show you.”

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articfoxxxxsstuff · 2 years

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Good evening! Here I am with a Yandere/Dark Rengoku x reader fic for your reading pleasure. A bit of background information, the reader was the ice pillar before being captured by Kyojuro.

Title: Just give up

Yandere Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Again this gorgeous masterpiece is drawn by @nana.yin.nana on Instagram

Rengoku couldn't stop himself from frowning at his idiotic mistake. The usual cheery Hashira was irritated and it was all because of one person, you.

" I swear sweetheart that if I find you..."

Everything was suppose to go so well. You were suppose to be at home waiting for him with a welcoming hug but instead he came home and was greeted by multiple frozen icicles decorating his not so humble abode. As if the person responsible for this mess wanted to leave a statement before they left. The flame hashira gritted his teeth in annoyance and unsheathed his sword. In a flash of blazing flames, the ice quickly melted into a pool of water which seeped into his wooden tatami floor. His fiery crimson orbs glowed in the darkness of the night trying to scan for any trace that you left behind. "Silly girl." He chucked and ran his fingers through his reddish blonde hair.

Meanwhile, you had somehow managed to put some good distance between you and Rengoku's house. You panted in exhaustion while resting a hand on your belly. Rengoku was insane. As if caging you wasn't bad enough, you weren't even allowed to leave the house or even see your family and friends. That was when you decided that you had enough. Luckily today was one of those days where the Hashiras were summoned for their monthly meetings with Oyakata-sama. Rengoku had carelessly let his defences down and you took that chance to knock the guards unconscious.

"What the fuck." You cursed in pain when you accidentally tripped over some tree root on your way to the nearest village. You knew that you weren't as agile as you used to be because of your pregnancy. Yes, you were pregnant with Rengoku's child.

Beginning of Flashback

"(Y/n). You're not eating the dinner I made for us." The Hashira commented while flashing you the most blinding smile that he could offer. You flinched and looked away from him preferring to stay quiet. After all what is the point of answering when he never even bothered to listen.

"Sweetheart."

You shivered in fear when you heard the drop in Rengoku's voice signalling that he wasn't pleased with your behaviour.

"Are you going to make me repeat myself?" The man gingerly cupped your chin and made you face him.

"I...I don't seem to have any appetite lately. I am not sure why..." You stammered in fear.

The flame Hashira gave you a hard stare contemplating whether you were lying or not. His fiery orbs immediately widened at a sudden thought and his smile widened even further exposing his pearly white teeth. "Maybe you're pregnant my love."

You froze and felt all the air being sucked out of your lungs at the man's words. "Pree..g nant?" You blinked owishly at the man in front of you who chuckled lovingly at your reaction.

"Yes darling. Loss of appetite could mean that you're pregnant just like when my mother had Senjurou."

"But.... That's... I don't want..." You began but stopped when you felt Rengoku's grip tighten around your neck.

"You don't have a choice."

"You're hurting me Rengoku!" You threw the Hashira a pissed off look which he simply chose not to take notice of.

"Then behave."

You quickly bit your chapped lips to stop any form of retort from escaping. You didn't want to upset Rengoku and he did give you a momento of what would happen if you ever dared to misbehave. It still stung.

"I mean it's not impossible for you to be. After all, I've given you so much love all this while haven't I?" The man laughed amusedly at your reaction. "Haven't I?"

You stayed silent and doubtfully looked at the floor. How could his actions be really 'love'? He was insane.

"Sweetheart. I hate it when you ignore me."

You looked up to see the man staring hard at you without a smile on his face. "I'm sorry Kyojuro." You panicked when you felt his grip tightened even further.

"That's alright. I just need to remind you again about how much I love you." Rengoku smiled and pulled you into his embrace. He began gently stroking your hair and left a kiss on your forehead.

End of flashback

You were determined to escape this mad man and raise your child far away from your captor. The innocent child didn't deserve this, neither did you. It wasn't long before you had finally arrived at what would appear to look like an inn. The glowing bloody red lanterns from the building casted an eerie glow that reminded you too much about a certain someone.

Dusk was approaching quickly and you knew that you shouldn't be staying outside at this time. Demons would be prowling the area in search of their next meal. A pregnant lady with a child would make an excellent dish.

Before you could even set one foot into the building, you felt a familiar pair of arms possessively wrap around you from behind.

"Did you enjoy yourself sweetheart? I've already told you running away is useless."

You forcefully blinked away the tears that were forming at the corner of your eyes as a mixture of fear and dread began filling your entire being. There would be no escape for now. Not today. Not ever.

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anonymouse1312437 · 3 days

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Hey it’s me again with another idea for a fic. Sorry it’s Javi Gutierrez AGAIN i just can’t get over him. So in the movie he’s supposed to been seen as “dangerous” to the public eye and he actually has good aim and shot 3 guys in a row! I was thinking about if Reader and Javi (already in a relationship) are out together but a situation happens where she separates from Javi (maybe she goes to the bathroom or Javi gets “a business call” (call from Nicholas Cage)). Then some guy goes to talk to reader and protective Javi barges through and puts on his tough act. Scares the guy off and for the rest of the day Javi makes sure she’s stuck to him like glue. Sitting on his lap while clutching onto her like a bear, scanning his surroundings for anyone who looks her way like a bodyguard, holding her hand so tight as if she’ll disappear at any moment or maybe instead of walking side by side he just straight up carries her around. Then at home he just turns back into his happy teddy bear self wanting to sleep, watch/write movies, enjoy readers affection, and eat (maybe reader makes him a marmalade sandwich as a thank you (paddington reference)).

Night out!

Tonight is the night Javi said he is going to take me to the club. I am excited to see him dance and just be his happy self away from work. I think maybe this might be a really great long night as long as he stays true to his promise of not ruining it with his job. I love what he does and how excited he is to work with his idol Nicholas Cage but, he talks about him twenty-four seven. If he brings up the movie with him one more time I might rip my ears off and mail them to Nicholas Cage as a grand gesture of eff you. I just need a tiny break from hearing it and Javi promised me he would give me that tonight.

“You look wonderful.” I heard Javi say as he approached behind me.

“Javi I am not even ready. I am still in my pajamas. We aren’t doing anything until tonight.” I said and smiled at him.

“So what. You are always beautiful. No matter how you look. You will always be my beautiful girl.” Javi said and kissed the top of my head. I turned to face him and I smiled up at him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into me. He placed a quick peck on my lips and pulled away resting his hands on my arms.

“I made you some brunch my sleeping beauty.” He said and I felt my eyes widen.

“You didn’t have to do that for me Javi. I should have made you breakfast. I am sorry I slept in a bit late today.” I said still hugging onto him.

“No, I enjoyed it. I made a big breakfast for you. I made us some eggs and bacon. I made the toast you like. I even cut up some fresh fruit for us.” He said looking all giggly. I wish he hadn’t made anything because he isn’t the best cook. I just have to keep my head up and try not to make a face when I bite into the eggs and bacon. I hope they are not raw.

“Thank you my handsome Javi.” I said and then kissed the tip of his nose and let go. I walked out of our bathroom and into the bedroom to the closet.

“No, don’t worry about that right now. The eggs are going to get cold.” Javi said and grabbed onto my hand. He pulled me into the kitchen without letting me protest. Even with such a large house we were there in record time. The smell was amazing. Is he sure he is the one that cooked? I looked over at the table and noticed nothing was burnt. I am a bit shocked. I looked at the bacon and it was not raw or too crispy. It was perfect.

“Oh Javi this looks and smells amazing.” I said and went to my chair. He ran up behind me and pulled the chair out for me. He has always been such a gentleman. He pushed the chair in with me in it and smiled at me. He made his way to the seat across from me and that’s when I noticed the fresh flowers in front of me. Tulips. They are my favorite flower.

“Javi, did you get these flowers?” I asked and his smile grew wider.

“Yes, I am glad you noticed.” He said. I felt my cheeks heat up.

“Everything tonight is going to be perfect now that I know you have those beautiful rosy cheeks.” Javi mentioned and I could feel the heat in my face deepen. I heard a phone go off and he dismissed himself. Great here we go. A perfect moment completely ruined by the awful thing. He appeared a moment later and showed me he denied the phone call.

“Nothing is going to ruin today for you mi amor.” Javi said.

“Oh, what if it is important?” I asked.

“Then whoever it is will leave a message. Don’t worry today is about us. I haven’t even shown you the next thing I have set up for us. Eat up.” Javi said and I hesitantly started to eat the food. It was surprisingly delicious. Everything was perfectly seasoned.

“Javi, don’t get me wrong I absolutely loved everything about this brunch but, are you sure you made it?” I asked giggling a little bit.

“I may have ran us out of groceries but yes I did. I kept having to redo some of it as I was making it. I am surprised you didn’t wake up with how bad the bacon crisped earlier. Last night must have exhausted you. I just kept studying some of the videos I found on your facebook page until I got it right.” Javi mentioned and I felt my heart swoon for him.

“You are truly perfect Javi.” I said and he smiled and began to blush. I finished the food and snacked on some of the fruit when I noticed he was finished as well.

“Good come with me.” He said standing up and motioning me to follow him. I felt a little plump after eating everything but, I couldn’t help it. It was amazing. However what I walked into was our living room turned out and made up of a fort like structure. Our couches were pushed to the side and a air mattress was placed inside the fort with some beautiful gold bedding. It looked like a pillow mountain on top of it as well. Chocolate strawberries and wine were placed in the middle and the movies were set up for us to watch. I looked at the screen and noticed all of my favorite romantic comedies on the screen for us to cycle through. Candles were lit all around us and right now I could just jump on him and never let him go.

“Oh Javi. This is very beautiful.” I said. I didn’t realize he was going to give me a day of this.

“Is it? I didn’t know which bedding to get. I went and bought a new one for this and a lot of new pillows. I wanted today to be perfect for you. I even got stuff to give you a massage and do your nails if you would like.” He said and looked at me with a smile.

“This is all very amazing Javi. I am truly grateful for you.” I said and walked over to him and embraced him in a hug. He lowered his head and I felt his lips brush against mine before he kissed me. It was such a passionate kiss that I felt it go from my head to my toes. It was amazing and I didn’t want it to end but, he pulled away.

“I picked out just enough movies that are your favorites that by the time we finish them all then it will be off to dinner and then the club.” Javi said and I made my way into the fort. I climbed onto the mattress and made sure he followed in behind me. He put on the fist movie which was 50 first dates and held me through every movie. I dozed off again after three movies but it was because he was massaging my head while feeding me those chocolate covered strawberries. He is going to be the death of me. He loves to feed me if I let him.

~Time Skip~

“Babe wake up. It’s time to get ready so we can make the dinner reservation.” Javi said lightly shaking me.

“Okay. Alright I am awake. I will go get dressed and run a brush through my hair really quick.” I said and he smiled. We both got out of the fort and he started to blow all the candles out and turned the tv off while I went into the bedroom to the closet and saw a beautiful dress hanging up. This is new. It was a deep green. He knows how much I love this color against my skin as well as a brand new pair of gold heels. He has some good taste. I put them on and walked to the bathroom and brushed my hair. Yesterdays curls were still in tact so I decided to through on a bit of lip gloss and mascara. I looked beautiful. I walked out of the bedroom and back into our living room and noticed that most of the fort was taken down but, what really caught my attention was Javi. He was in a matched suit to the dress. He stopped and looked at me. I heard him suck in a breathe.

“You look incredible.” Javi said and smiled at me reaching his hand out.

“You look amazing Javi.” I said I felt my eyes widen. He looked truly amazing and handsome. I grabbed his hand that he reached out. He helped me out of the house and into the car and we drove off to the club. We heard the music coming from inside and it was a mixture of old school music and the most current beats. It is something that I rather enjoyed but, Javi is not always a fan of the new school music. I heard something vibrate and I looked at Javi.

“Did you bring your phone?” I asked him.

“I did but, I won’t use it. I promise.” Javi said.

“Then why would you bring it?” I asked.

“In case of an emergency and to keep track of time.” Javi said. I closed my eyes and felt a bit uneasy about him having his phone but, there is not going to be much of a difference like most nights.

“I promise I won’t destroy what has been an incredibly relaxing day for us beautiful.” Javi said and I felt his hand grab onto mine. I want to believe him but, if Nicholas calls and pretends it is an emergency I know how he will react.

“Let’s go inside.” He said and I went to open my door but he stopped me.

“Wait.” He said and got out and ran to my side of the car. He opened the door for me and helped me out of the car. He was always a gentleman.

“Thank you Javi.” I said and smiled at him.

“You are very welcome beautiful.” He said and I felt the heat rush to my cheeks again. He really does know how to make me blush. I adore this man.

He escorted me inside the club and walked himself over to the bar and retrieved a couple of drinks for us and made his way over to me. He was already dancing along with the music and I smiled at him. I started to sway my hips into him after taking the drink and taking a sip. He wrapped an arm around my waist and kept me close to him.

“You truly are an amazing dancer.” Javi whispered into my ear. I smiled at him until I felt something vibrate against my leg. He looked down and grabbed his phone out and looked at me with big apologetic eyes. For the love of god. I know he is not about to answer the phone.

“I will be back in one moment love. He said it is important. I promise not to take long.” Javi said. We just got here and now I feel like this night has been soured. I watched him as he walked away from me and out of the club. I tried to shake him from my thoughts as I continued to dance. I felt someone grab on me and I turned around and saw someone pulling me into dance with them. At least they thought I was an attractive woman. Granted they might have drank a lot.

“Sorry that he disappeared on you. I will happily take his place until he gets back to keep others off you if you want.” The man said.

“I don’t know he can get rather jealous.” I said to the stranger.

“I would let his soak in the jealousy. My boyfriend is in the bathroom with someone right now. Mine as well have someone to protect you from the creeps around you.” He said and I smiled. Oh he is gay. This should be fun.

“If you are sure this is what you want to entangle yourself in then very well.” I said and wrapped my arms around him and proceeded to dance with him. Over the music I heard someone huffing and puffing. I felt eyes in my back and I grinded into my new dance partner.

“I hope that is okay. I know you mentioned having a boyfriend.” I whispered into his ear.

“Honey enjoy making him jealous. He should not have left someone so beautiful alone. Especially knowing who he is. He has quite a bit of enemies out there who would love to get their hands on you.” The stranger said.

“What is your name?” I asked and I felt him lower his head into the crevice of my neck.

“I am Antonio but, you can call me Toni.” He said. “May I assist in helping you get him jealous?” Toni asked.

“Yes, I suppose.” I said and then I felt his hands lower to just above my ass. I felt his lips attach to my neck and then his head lifted up and I saw him smirk at someone behind me.

“I apologize for what I am about to do.” He said and then winked at me. He dropped his right hand to my ass and squeezed it. I tried to hold back my smile and laugh because now I know for sure Javi is watching. What I didn’t expect was the bear of a man coming towards Toni and I.

“I don’t think Javi is the only jealous one.” I said and he looked toward the direction I was staring.

“Thank you for also helping me doll. I should get to him before your man see’s.” Toni said and walked away after pecking my cheek quickly.

In just a moment I felt Javi behind me wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Who were you dancing with?” He said into my neck.

“A man who understands how I was just left unattended. That’s all.” I said and I knew it was going to upset him.

“I am sorry he said it was an emergency.” Javi said trying to plead to me and his grip grew tighter on my waist.

“And was it?” I asked. I turned to look at him and noticed his gaze turn away from me for a moment.

“Oh, so it wasn’t an emergency but, yet I managed to dance to a few songs with that man. Maybe I should go and entertain him some more. Maybe he won’t have such an absurd obsession.” I sneered at him. His grip on my waist tightened and then I felt him pull me after him. He found a empty booth at the club and pulled me into his lap.

“You will not entertain anyone but me.” He said looking into my eyes.

“Why is that? They don’t answer unimportant calls when promising me they won’t answer.” I snapped at him. I felt his hand caress my face and reach the back of my neck and pulled my face closer to his. I felt his lips on mine and he kissed me harshly.

“I am sorry. I should not have answered but, I had to be sure. You know how much I love you.” Javi said and I felt my heart swoon at his words. His arm tightened around me again and he refused to ease up any.

“Javi that kind of hurts.” I mumbled against his lips.

“Deal with it.” He said and continued to kiss me. I tried to pull away but his hand on the back of my neck was tight.

“If we were not here in public I would prove to you right now why you shouldn’t be entertaining anyone else but me.” Javi mumbled against my lips letting me have a moment to catch my breath.

“Javi, ease up. He is gay. He also was making his boyfriend jealous. You have a jealousy issue dear.” I said smiling at him. His eyes widened and then he turned me around to face the crowd. I leaned my back against him and he held onto me tightly. We stayed like that for a good half hour drinking before he dragged me to the car and back home.

“I can’t believe you let someone grab your ass to make me jealous.” Javi said as we stepped into the house.

“That was a bit surprising to me as well. It worked though. Pay attention to me again Javi. Since your friend arrived I hardly get any time with you. It is always about him. I just miss your attention.” I said and stepped into him.

“You have my attention now.” He said peering down at me. “Let me show you how much attention you have from me.” He said and grabbed ahold of my face again before kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he walked me backwards until my back hit the wall. He never pulled away and I could tell where this was going to go.

(Sorry if this is not the picture you had in your mind. I have been out of writing while recovering from surgery.)

#fanfic #fluff #pov #pedro pascal #pedropascal #javi gutierrez x you #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction

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humanharvest · 7 months

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Hey! Sorry to bother you but I saw you answer an ask where you talked about your headcanons for Johnny Cage and Kuai Liang's friendship and now I really wanna hear more headcanons of yours, if you want to share?

Sorry again if this is a bother, feel free to ignore it!

noo it's not a bother at all!! i love doing stuff like this, it lets me feel out more for characters! also, sorry if anything is jumbled. i do not have a clear thought process! lol

alright, starting with hanzo first because i have a few that're pretty tame and small. as a nervous habit, i think he traces over certain parts of his hands like his knuckles and will tap on them to help stifle his anger. or he puts one hand in the other and squeezes it so it's not as obvious.

aside that, given his pyromancy, the man is a walking heater. he probably doesn't like cold tea, when or if he drinks it, so he will warm it up in his hands! and with his hands, he'll heat them enough to massage anything sore to help with that. i also think that despite things with kenshi, hanzo had to really fight with himself about takeda, always having an underlying fear due to what happened with his son. he cares a lot about him though :) for the most part he was awkward or felt that way, but despite his strict nature, all things seem to go well.

he takes a lot of pride in being well groomed and clean, and with that information, i also wonder if he kind of hates mess? finds being sweaty for too long a discomfort, hates to let blood dry on him, something he most likely has gotten used to, sure, but he still dislikes it.

for emotions, when he lets his anger control him, he thinks way more irrationally and is inherently more self-sacrificing. he doesn't really care what might happen to him because he's just going to come back again, so why should it matter? but if he actually has a cool head, hanzo's less likely to do something irrational.

kuai liang, i have a few more headcanons for! that being that he's so used to isolation and lack of touching (that isn't someone hitting him with their fists) that he kind of locks up and blue screens when he receives things like a hug, or a pat on the back. he can handle handshakes and a shoulder grab, since those happen quite often.

he's very careful, tactile. not one to blow up, but this leads to him bottling up emotions. he really has a habit of that, mainly because he one: doesn't want to be seen as weak and two: doesn't want anyone else to be burdened with his negativity, so to speak. he doesn't think it's obvious when it eats away at him, but frost, hanzo, johnny, they know when it is. but still kuai liang self-sabotages and is very avoidant about his feelings. he turns how he's feeling into a calm optimism, offering small smiles that are just facades. he's used to this, but also finds the new support, even after years, to still be so overwhelming. he appreciates it all, but it's a very slow process for kuai liang to properly open up.

out of everyone, i think johnny — since again, i see them as best friends — knows a lot of little things about kuai liang that kuai liang doesn't even admit or reveal aloud. he's just observant, notices when kuai liang makes little animal sculptures out of ice when he's bored. this totally doesn't prompt johnny to ask kuai liang to make him one of those fancy ice sculptures so he can use it at a fancy party.

for a few random ones, i think, despite the fact kuai liang doesn't drink or drinks very little, he'd be a great bartender. i like domestic au's, so bartender kuai liang is something i think about time to time. he'd also just look good in a suit. i also think he loves hamsters. there's just something about them he loves, and if he were a normal child with a normal life, he would've loved to own one growing up. or even currently as an old man! he just reads as a hamster guy.

i think that's all i had to wrack my brain for these LOL i hope you like my hcs :3

#mk #mortal kombat #🩻 txt #ask #kuai liang #hanzo hasashi #mk11 headcanons #another long post!!#and i will find any way to talk about kuai liang he is my little soggy wet cat who is so sad

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dumbass-tumbler-cryptid · 4 months

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What would a kidnapping look like if Quaritch managed to kidnap Spider when he was, let's say, 12 years old? (In this version, Spider would go to the Sullys as a 12-year-old and he would already be in all the foster families like in the original Cabin, he would just change them more often)

Sorry this took me so long! I needed to think about it a while and then I got caught up with things. Honestly I love this idea. I really enjoy au’s where Spider is aged down so thinking about this concept is fun for me. And honestly I think this au would be funny in a dark humor kind of way until it just get straight up dark. Because Quaritch would see his tiny 12 year old who’s still at least a year from hitting his growth spirt and think “I can handle that no problem,” completely oblivious to the fact that preteens are monsters. (At least in my experience they are. When I was in middle school we were all terrible to each other then we got to high school and everyone calmed down)

So he’d take Spider to the cabin and just lock the front door and bar the windows because what kind of damage could a 12 year old do? So much actually. Spider tosses plates of food across the room like a frisbee, he breaks things, he climbs on the furniture, hissing down at his father like an animal. Quaritch tries to wrangle his wild child, chasing the boy around the house. His son is clever and quick making him really good at avoiding him. If you’re ever had to chase around a pet that has something in their mouth, it’s basically that kind of back and forth. Eventually Quaritch will catch him, and hold his son on his lap to try to get him to eat, or do his school work, or just simply sit calmly with his father for a little bit. Spider never puts up with any of it, squirming to get out of Quaritch’s hold until he either wiggles free or Quaritch gives up.

After a few weeks of this Quaritch would be fed up. Obviously the Sully’s influence had made his son too wild. And if you want to tame something wild you have to break it. So one morning Spider wakes up and goes to open his bedroom door only to find it locked. He bangs on the door, screams his head off, throws things. Even after hours Quaritch never comes. Then he gets quiet pacing his room like a caged tiger. When he tires from that he huddles in the corner of his destroyed room and fights to not cry. All he wants is to go home. To be away from this monster.

It’s not until the next morning when his father softly rapts on his door and asks, “how you doin’ in there Junior.” Spider angrily throws himself at the door screaming ever curse word under the sun . On the other side of the wall Quaritch shrugs, “alright then.” And with that he leaves for another day. By the night time Spider is sobbing and he doesn’t care. He’s so hungry his stomach feels likes it’s eating itself and his mouth is dry as sandpaper. The walls feel like they’re closing in on him and everything is so quiet it’s maddening. When Quaritch returns once again the next morning asking “how y’a doing,” in a small watery voice Spider asks, “can I come out.”

Quaritch smiles. “What do you say first?”

“Please” the little boy says desperately

“And?”

He thinks for a moment then, “I’m sorry.” Spider feels disgusted with himself.

The door opens. His father towers over him from the entryway. Then he holds his arms out wide, “come here.” Spider hesitates not wanting his father anywhere near him. But he wants out of this room more. Slowly he walks into his father’s arms and hugs him tight. His father pats him on the back then leads him into the kitchen where breakfast is waiting.

After that any time Spider rebels against Quaritch he’s threatened with “time out”. And he does end up in “time out” quite a few more times to the point where after a few months Quaritch just has to mention “time out” for Spider to get quiet, his eyes filling with tears.

When Spider’s being good in his father’s eyes he’s rewarded. He’s praised and complemented. He gets extra dessert. He even gets to go outside to play as long as he stays where his father can see him. Slowly the “good” starts to out weight the “bad” as little Miles starts to settle in.

So yeah it’s basically a “gentil” version of what happens in Cabin. Anyway thank you for your patience! I hope you enjoyed 💙

#spider socorro #miles spider socorro #miles quaritch #colonel miles quaritch #cabin in the woods #avatar fanfiction #my fanfic

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crash-bump-bring-the-whump · 2 months

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Whumpril 2024 - Day 4 - Swaying

Reality and Thanatos belong to @inscrutable-shadow !! God I love your boys thank you for letting me play with them c:

TWs: alcohol consumption, drunkenness, honestly it's just club stuff it's not heavy vibe wise

Bastian watched Mariano, leaning on the bar. He’d wanted to see what all the fuss was about with that fancy nightclub–The Realm. Allegedly it was fae-run, but he didn’t care either way. The bear of a bartender was worth the trip on his own, with his rolling gait and glowing golden eyes. Gabriel, he’d said his name was.

They’d swapped numbers.

“Your boy’s cute.” Gabriel said, passing Bastian another drink. Fluorescent and red, he’d called it Demon’s Blood. It tasted like biting into a fresh mango and went down easy like good vodka. Bastian immediately knew that Mariano would love it.

“He is. So is Reality’s.” Bastian agreed with a grin, eyes drifting to where Mariano was dancing with Thanatos. His hips rolled, legs intertwined with the pretty vampire’s as they swayed with the crowd. He leaned in and said something against Thanatos’ ear, whatever it was making them both laugh.

It wasn’t often that Mariano felt comfortable enough to let loose like this–they’d been dating for over a year by the time he’d even revealed that he COULD dance. But god could he put on a show when he wanted to, one arm looped around Thanatos to cage him in and keep him steady. His glowing white pact rings flicked towards Bastian and Gabriel now and then, making sure that they were still watching as his lips trailed to Thanatos’ jaw.

“Oh? I see Thanatos has finally loosened up.” Reality sounded as light as air when ae returned from talking to some particularly beautifully blossoming dryad. “Good, he’s needed this, I think. He’s been overthinking far, far too much.”

“Don’t know many people who could keep thinking in general with Mariano grinding on them like that.” Bastian said, laughing as Mariano maneuvered them into more open space and dipped Thanatos easily.

“I couldn’t. I’d just eat him alive, or something.” Gabriel said, taking a sip from a water bottle he had nearby. “He’s just got one of those faces. Thanatos too.”

They watched Mariano spin Thanatos and release him, both grinning as the song faded into the next. Really, Bastian couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Mariano have so much fun. Mariano swayed back to the bar then with Thanatos at his side, the mage clearly too drunk to walk straight but somehow still confidently on his feet and walking a straight line. Bastian caught him when he got close enough, pressing a kiss to Mariano’s cheek. “Alright, water time, then back home.”

“Ffffine, fine. Than–Thanatos, you, I…I want to give you my number, is that okay?” Bastian couldn’t help laughing as Mariano tilted in his arms, a gentle sort of worry winding into Mariano’s voice as he asked.

Reality seemed just as tickled as Bastian was as ae helped steady Thanatos. Thanatos, for what it was worth, flushed a pretty red and looked away before nodding. “I…would like that. Yes. Please.”

Not ten minutes later, they were waving goodbye to the cute fae and vampire, piling into a cab. “Sssso…so that's what people do in college?” Mariano's smile never wavered, clearly remembering why Bastian had dragged him out that night. “I see the…the appeal. That's way better than war crimes.”

Something twisted in Bastian's chest and he looped an arm around him, hugging Mariano close. “...Yeah. Yeah, it is.”

“Can we do it again sometime?”

The warm, easy hope in Mariano's voice, unmasked by his normal reservations and stoicism, hurt even worse. “Yeah, you're still pretty young. We could probably go out again next week if you wanted.”

Mariano just hummed and leaned more heavily into Bastian. “Thanks.”

“...Yeah, any time, baby.”

@whumperofworlds @honeybees-125 @bxtterflystxtches and Coy you got pined already but ily so double ping @inscrutable-shadow

#whumpril2024 #Day 4 #Swaying #whumprilday4 #Thanatos #reality #The Original Sin #Original Sin #Bc I can't remember gabes fucking tag oops #Mage of violence #Dragon of diamond #alcohol #MY TAGLIST IM SO SORRY MY BEOVED TAGLIST

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okay okay arvin req…you’re making dinner and minding your business and arvin’s just watching you…you fuck on the counter..i’ll leave

right in front of my salad???? [nsfw]

but yea. ok. you’re making his favorite chicken soup but he’s hungrier for something else. you’re too busy chopping vegetables to even notice the way he looks at you, stares at you with wide eyes because he’s a goner. he’s never been quite so soft for anyone else before. suddenly, you look up and smirk at him.

“need something, sunshine?” you tease.

“just you,” arvin drawls. he saunters over to where you are and massages your shoulder lightly, lips ghosting over the skin of your neck. at first you turn your head, rejecting him, but he turns your head himself and kisses you deeply.

he leans into you, hand on your neck and the other wrapping itself around your waist to cage you in his warmth. he smells like cigarettes and beer. you feel his tongue on your bottom lip and makes you shake a little. he moans into you, which surprises you because he’s normally not the most vocal. he sounds almost desperate.

“baby, i have to make the soup,” you mumble in between kisses when you realize the pot of water behind you is boiling.

“just turn off the stove for a little.”

“arvin!”

“fine,” he sighs. for a few minutes, there’s silence between you two except for the sound of liquid swirling as you mix the vegetables into the broth. the tiny radio on the kitchen counter hums a love song you recognize from when you were a teenager. back when things were easy and you imagined yourself just like this, making dinner for your lover.

arvin gazes at you as he leans on the counter. once you’ve put in the noodles, you lower the heat on the stove and turn back to face him. you flash him a smile, faking him out by walking towards him but leaning right next to him instead of in his arms, and you take a sip of your glass of wine as you lean into your book.

he puts his hands on your waist from behind, hugging you in his warmth as he nests his head on your shoulder. you feel the locks of his hair tickle your cheek.

“keep thinking i’m getting too greedy with you, but i can’t goddamn help it,” arvin sighs into your skin.

“what do you mean, greedy?”

“like i don’t deserve you,” he rasps, his voice low. “y’just, ya know, give so much to me that i feel like i keep taking. and sometimes i think about you and it’s like i opened up some door that can never be closed again.”

“you’re being very poetic tonight, russell.”

“you’re gonna be the death of me, i swear, woman,” arvin chuckles. “I want you so bad all the time that sometimes i think i oughta go to hell for... the ways i think about you.”

“so i’m the apple to your eve?”

he laughs. “yeah, you could say i’d eat you the fuck up, baby.”

with that, you turn and kiss him. it’s as easy as breathing, but it somehow makes you feel you’re leaping off a cliff. when he groans, you can feel your pulse quicken. when his tongue smooths over your collarbone, you quickly work the buttons off his shirt rip it off.

he does it faster than you can and brings his hand to crawl up your thighs, rumpling up the bottom of your dress to your hips. if practices idolatry in anything, it’s the way he looks at you like you’re a miracle. his hot breath fans over your face and it feels like you’re about to get eaten from the way he looks at you. the adrenaline runs through your bones.

he can’t even wait until your panties have slid down your legs completely -- they get stuck at your knees when he lifts you onto the counter and circles your clit. you make the smallest moan and he considers it a melody.

your teeth sink into his shoulder as you hiss from the feeling of sensitivity within your walls, dripping wet. tenderness floats through your body as you revel in the pleasure of his fingers inside of you. he goes faster and deeper when his name shakes out of your mouth.

arvin uses his other hand to shed his trousers and pump the length of his shaft. he spreads your legs apart further so that he can finally enter, and together, you sigh in ecstasy.

“oh, god--”

“that’s it, sweetheart,” arvin groans. “fuck, you’re so good to me... shit.”

you tremble in his grasps as he drills into you harder and faster, mouth moving with his. you want your tongue in his mouth, but he pulls your head backwards as he grips your hair. you gasp at his roughness, whining when he pulls harder when you try to get closer to his mouth.

“arvin, wanna kiss you,” you whimper.

“i know, honey. you’re just too fucking cute when you want somethin’ so bad. what else you want, darlin’?”

“want you to cum inside me,” you moan.

“yeah? fuck-- fucking... love you,” -- he lets go of your hair to hold your face in his hands, cupping your cheeks -- “so good. my best girl.”

his praise makes your head feel dizzy, not to mention how turned on you were from him being rough with you. you whimper loudly.

“yeah? you my best girl?”

“yes,” you breathe out desperately. “arvin, you’re gonna make me cum.”

“that’s it, sweetheart.”

you gasp in ragged breaths, bottom lip trembling as your body vibrates with the detonation that your lover had planted himself. your orgasm surges through you but he fucks you even faster, has you pulsating around him while he murmurs your name, voice low and dripping like warm honey. even under your dingy kitchen light, arvin shines like a glowing candle. his slow breaths bring you back to earth and something shifts in the way you see him. maybe you crossed a bridge to heaven. god knows he had when he first met you, and now he can’t be around you without your whole presence echoing within his senses like a scream in a cathedral.

#arvin russell x you #arvin russell x reader #arvin russell smut #tom holland smut #blurb

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