#i think. when i can really be free n all. i'm good w vulnerable moments i'm good in social situations. i can read them well. n i know what

[arashrita]

hiii

Can I request the dorm leaders with a reader who rejects them? They have not declared themselves but the reader notices their attitudes and I confront them by telling them that she is not interested in teenage romance and that she just wants to return to their world (or if the reader cannot return to her world, live a quiet life outside of the island in some nice foreign country)

Thank you and I'm glad you write again.

A/N: I can't handle sad endings. So, here it is, a bitter-sweet fic that probably won't end in hopelessness. Anyways, I hope you are doing well. Enjoy! 💜💜💜💜

Apart but still together! (Housewardens x F! Reader.)

Riddle: At first, you thought you were just imagining stuff. Riddle Rosehearts has feelings for you? Can't be true, right? You never believed in rumors. But, even you could see the changes in him. Those longing looks, dreamy smiles and the soft blush cannot be just your imagination. He always invites you to the unbirthday parties of Heartslabyul, offers to tutor you all the time, asks you out to take a stroll with him around the rose maze... No, all of them can't be just friendly gestures. Not to mention Riddle isn't too good at hiding his feelings. But, the thing was you just... weren't in the position to be in a relationship with someone. All you wanted was to return home.

"I'm sorry Riddle. But, let's stop there. I'm sorry."

Leona: He hides his feelings well behind his snarky remarks. Yet, the way he is protective of you, the way his eyes softens when he gazes at you and when his tail sways around you in happiness... well, yeah that was a deadass giveaway. He was too soft with you, that isn't very Leona-like. He would even buy you stuff at times. You didn't have the heart to tell him off when he actually looked happy for once. But...

"Leona... we can't do this. Don't do this to yourself. I'm sorry..."

Azul: He is fidgeting around you? Trying to talk to you again and again? Giving you free food he cooked himself? Well, damn even a dense person would find out by then. This guy tries so hard to act cool around you but, always ends up blushing and stuttering. He had to work real hard to get out of his aloof self and be his real self around you. You were his friend. But, oh boy he definitely wanted to be more than friends with you. Why is this happening? After all this...

"Azul, stop. You know you are expecting the unexpected. Please... I'm really sorry..."

Kalim: He is trying to stick around you 24/7. Always inviting you to parties, asking Jamil to make special recipes just for you, spoiling you with extravagant gifts. That IS Kalim, but not to that extent. Then again, he doesn't bother to hide those lovesick looks. He is very open about it. He is always fo caring, so gentle, so loving. How can you not fall for a guy like that? But, unfortunately...

"Kalim, sweetie, please... You know this is not possible, right? You know one day I will just... return to where I belong, right? I'm really sorry Kalim. But, let's stop this..."

Vil: The way he acts around you is so different. Yes, he still calls you a potato and scolds you here and there but he has gone awfully soft around you. He is always looking out for you. Let it be a healthy diet or skin care products. He invites you in his room for spa days, let's you see his vulnerable side at times. Why? The answer was crystal clear. You really didn't want to break his heart but...

"Vil, this is going too far. I'm really sorry, but we gotta stop. It will never happen. I'm sorry..."

Idia: This guy already has more than enough issues. So, when he is making the effort to spend time with you and even go outside for it, you knew what was coming. You are his player two no matter what game it is and when Idia himself invites you to his room and shares some of his stories with you... you just...knew. But, you already made a decision the moment you ended up in this foreign world, far far away from your own. That's way...

"Idia, I think we should stop this now. This won't get us anywhere. I'm really sorry..."

Malleus: You were his first friend. You weren't afraid of him, never shit-talked about him, always made an effort to make him feel loved... How can he not fall for you? He already sees you as his future queen. You are everything to him. Before he even knew he was already drowning in love. It was so obvious. But, you two just weren't possible...

"Malleus, I hate to say this, but we have to stop here. I will just... fade away one day... then? Don't hurt yourself over me. I'm sorry..."

(BONUS HOPEFULL ENDING)

Years passed. Unfortunately, you never returned to your world. Then again, you made some really great friends, passed school eventually and grew up. Now, you even have a job. But one thing— no, one person was missing from your life. Looks like you were only lying to yourself when you rejected...HIM.

Riddle: It was a rainy day. Thanks to that you were struck midway. How could you forget your umbrella? That's when you saw him... Oh!

"(Y/N)?"

"Riddle...?"

You two walked closer to each other. You could see surprise in his eyes, but beneath that... oh? As you gazed in his eyes, you just knew everything was going to change in your life. That look of love can't be mistaken.

Leona: Running into Leona came off as a huge shock. But then again, the first time you saw him, you stepped on his tail.

"Still clumsy as ever huh, herbivore?"

Rather than letting you go, he pulled you closer and... you could easily see that fond look behind his smug grin.

"Yes... Leona."

Azul: "(Y-Y/N)?"

Finding him near your work place is even weirder. Didn't he go back to the coral see? Oh, how wrong you were. Turns out, he came back again, for you...

"You won't say no this time, will you?"

You smiled softly.

"You already know the answer, Azul."

Kalim: Going to the Scalding Sands again wasn't really a part of the plan. But, ever since you went to that special event with Kalim, you can't help but go back there. Maybe... a part of you just wanted to find him...

(Y/N)?!

"Huh?!"

Before you had a chance to blink, someone straight up flung himself at you.

"Kalim...?"

"You are here for me, right?!!!!"

He giggled.

"Yes..."

Vil: Honestly, you didn't think you would ever see him again. But, who knew life had another plans for you? You found him near a flower shop, lost in thought.

"Vil?"

"Ah, (Y/N)— wait, (Y/N)?!

He came closer and placed his hand over your head. It's like, he couldn't believe you were there.

There was also something else. Once again... you recognized the same look in his eyes you saw years ago in school.

"Vil?"

"Yes...?"

"Go out with me."

Idia: There was not a single chance to meet Idia. But, oh well, when life has plans, things happen somehow. Both of you were equally shocked to see each other. When the shock faded, he was ready to run away.

"Idia, wait!!"

"W-what is it?!"

"Marry me!!"

"H-h-HUH?!?!"

Oh well, the way he totally turned pink. You knew the answer."

Malleus: Visiting Briar Valley definitely wasn't in your bucket list. But for the sake of the meeting your company will have with him, you had to go there with your boss and colleagues. You had be lying if you said you weren't excited to see him. Not to mention he really is a king now. The entire time during the meeting he never once looked at you. That was just... sad. But, you kinda deserved that, just a little. That's what were you thinking while packing up.

(Y/N).

You almost jumped.

"Mal— I mean, your highness."

"You are really going to be like that?"

"What... do you mean?"

"You are aware."

"Well..."

"Stay."

"...I will..."

#disney twst #twst imagines #twst disney #twst random #twst shitpost #twst x reader #twst x mc #twst x you #twst x y/n #twst #twst fic #twst riddle #twst leona #twst azul #twst kalim #twst vil #twst idia #twst malleus #twst mc #twst x female reader #twst dorm leaders #twst angst #twst angst with a happy ending

[just-a-little-cellist]

Levi Ackerman - NSFW Alphabet

A/N: i'm bored so i'm just writing these nsfw headcanons for all my comfort characters, don't judge me. feel free to request - i posted request rules so go check it out :)

enjoy! nsfw under the cut :P

A - Aftercare (what are they like after sex)

The first time you have sex, Levi needs a lot of comfort. He'd never been that vulnerable with someone before and it took a lot for him to open up like that, so aftercare for him is the priority. Once sex becomes more frequent and he gets used to everything, he's the one to clean you both up but he still needs more emotional reassurance than he'll admit.

B - Body part (fav body part of themselves/their partner)

He isn't a vain person, so he'd probably say his arms just because of how much you love them. He wasn't too fussed at first but because of all the attention you give them he's started growing fonder of them.

His favourite part of you is your neck and collarbones. He didn't even realize he had a thing for that until he met you, and whenever you wear chokers he can't take his eyes off you.

C - Cum (where do they prefer to cum?)

Levi prefers to cum on your stomach, purely because it makes it easier to clean up. (He's always very mindful of any mess.)

D - Dirty secret (self-explanatory)

It obviously couldn't happen because of his status, but it sends a shiver of arousal through him whenever he imagines you humiliating him in public. It's something he wants to try in private, though he's nervous to talk about it with you.

E - Experience (how experienced are they?)

Levi is a virgin, since he doesn't have sex with people he doesn't genuinely, 100% trust. You'll have to guide him through everything at the beginning, however he's a quick learner and picks it up pretty fast.

F - Favourite position (goes without saying)

He likes missionary a lot because it lets him feel close to you, and he'll melt if you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. He also gets shy sometimes, so this position is perfect to hide his face in your neck.

G - Goofy (are they goofy or serious in the moment?)

Other than the odd sarcastic comment, he's generally serious. If he's in a vulnerable position then joking around doesn't calm his nerves at all.

H - Hair (opinions on grooming etc.)

Levi keeps his own hair neatly trimmed. He'd prefer if you keep yours vaguely under control but, as long as it's clean, it's up to you how you keep it.

I - Intimacy (how intimate are they during sex?)

It takes him a while to fully open up to you, but sex becomes one of the most intimate moments you ever share with Levi where he truly breaks down all his walls for you, just the two of you.

J - Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't tend to masturbate unless he's really desperate. Something about it just makes him uncomfortable, but he also has urges sometimes when you aren't available.

K - Kinks (again, pretty self-explanatory)

When you first started sleeping together, Levi had more of the control because he thought that was the way it was 'supposed' to be. However once you brought up the idea of him being submissive, your dynamic shifted. He was extremely hesitant at the beginning because he wasn't used to being in such a powerless position, though as soon as you managed to get him into a submissive headspace it became a regular occurrence.

Levi is a sub at heart who needs a soft dom more than anything. Some of the kinks you've explored that he likes are bondage, light impact play, praise, orgasm denial and marking (as long as the marks are hidden during the day.)

He also definitely has a bit of a humiliation kink but he's still working up the courage to tell you.

L - Location (favourite place to do the deed)

His favourite place is a tie between the shower and his desk. Sometimes when he's had a long day and doesn't want a full scene, he likes to have sex in the shower (also it makes clean-up easier). Although if he feels like subbing, as long as the door is locked, one of his favourite things is for you to cockwarm him while he's trying to work.

M - Motivation (what gets them going)

Showing skin is a sure-fire way to get him riled up. I personally headcanon Levi as demisexual, so he doesn't care when other people show skin, but if it's you? All you have to do is leave a couple buttons undone, expose your chest a little, and he is done for. Also, slipping casual praise into conversations will sometimes start pushing him into a submissive headspace, especially if you've done a lot of scenes with him recently because he starts responding to that tone of voice.

N - No (something they'd never do)

He doesn't like intense pain play - he's had enough pain the rest of his life so he needs you to be gentle with him. He also wouldn't want a harsh or strict dom, preferring to have you take care of him instead.

O - Oral (preference in giving, receiving etc.)

He enjoys both equally. Before you'd had sex you wanted to ease him into the experience carefully, so you gave him his first blowjob and he almost sobbed from the stimulation. Buuuuuuut alongside that he would also happily spend hours between yours legs - the praise you give him as he pleasures you and the feeling of you clenching around his tongue is almost enough to make him finish without any physical touch.

P - Pace (are they fast, slow, quick, rough?)

If it's just against the wall in the shower then it tends to be a bit faster, and on the odd occasion Levi feels more dominant he can get rougher, but he is usually perfectly content to let you decide the pace entirely.

Q - Quickie (opinion on quickies)

They're good sometimes, especially when you're both very busy with other duties. They're good to relieve basic urges, but Levi would never choose them over a full scene.

R - Risk (how open are they to risk?)

Levi is open to a bit of experimentation, but never anything exhibitionist. He can't risk the possibility of someone catching him in a compromising position, considering his importance in the military, so he insists that you keep all bedroom activities private.

S - Stamina (how long can they go for?)

As expected, at the start Levi had pretty low stamina since it was all so new and overwhelming. It gotten a little better since then but he also has a fairly quick recovery time to make up for it.

T - Toys (opinion on using toys etc.)

He doesn't particularly enjoy using toys on you, but adores when you use toys on him.

U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

He'll only tease you a little when he's in a dominant mood and you've been doing something to piss him off, but the rest of the time it's not something he does at all. (He kind of likes when you tease him though.)

V - Volume (are they loud or quiet?)

Levi is cautious to control his volume so that other people don't hear, but his whimpers of pleasure can get quite loud sometimes.

W - Wild card (random headcanon)

During a scene once, while he was deep into subspace, he accidently called you mommy. When he realized what he said he was mortified, and almost started dropping. You had to quickly assure him that it was perfectly alright, that you weren't upset with him, and that you don't mind it if he wants to keep calling you that. He only uses that name for you when he's really, really submissive, and it's adorable hearing the tiny whimpers of "P-please mommy..."

X - X-ray (what's going on... down there?)

So many people seem to think that this man has a monster cock. He is 5'3 there is no way. He's a little smaller than average, in length and girth, but that just means you can hear him whine when you take his whole length into your mouth.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is low most of the time. He has so many other things he has to focus on everyday, so sex doesn't cross his mind that much. Sex is more of a stress relief that he doesn't think too much about until it happens.

Z - Zzzzz... (how quickly do they fall asleep after?)

Being an insomniac, Levi takes a while to settle down to sleep, although it's always a little easier when he's comfortably next to you. (definitely the little spoon)

#attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #aot x reader #sub levi #aot

[qingxintea]

heartbreak avenue (3) || albedo x reader

heartbreak avenue (1) heartbreak avenue (2) -- tell me how, do you do this thing called living? when theres nothing more to gain. gn reader -- ignore the link below idk how tf to hyperlink on mobile but that’s ur part 4 ig

damn. imagine missing mond so much that you visit just for the vibes and accidentally become a one time vigilante for dominating over a couple abyss mages

how oddly specific!

you moment.

TO BE FAIR, you didn't mean to and also ur just strong with that 245% crit damage ugh yeah yeah get it ig

it was night time, like, idk 1am and you were in this cloak because idk look swaggy and comfortable

abyss mage went ŏ̸̡̡̹̘͉̫̬̬̭̘̙̝͐͒̆̈́̒̿̄́͠͝ǒ̸̧̺͕̣̬̝̱͈̭̭̻̮̈̏̔͆̑̀̍ǫ̵̡̜̲̭̠̤̰̹͍̣͎̤̈́̓̍͠ḩ̴̡͍̣̹̯̭̩̮̣̩̭́̔̀̍͊̂͒́̆͘͜͝͝ȃ̷̧̡̢̡̨̛̪͓̤̜͕̳̦̼͊̏̃͆̓̈́̈́̽̈́͌͐̋̚ͅh̸̡̩͍̟͕̥͚̰̰̟̮̖̪̉̈́͛͂̍̾a̸̧̢͕̙̞̳̩͈̲͉͕̒̆̎̐̎̍̀͊͘̚͝h̸̡̼͓̝͕̫̤̰̱̬̣̗͚̙̀͜ and you were like "lmao shut up"

and like it did! because you made it shut up and also mans diluc was watching in his dark knight hero thingy

of course you noticed his presence from the beginning, you just wanted to piss him off and act like he wasn't there at all

you walked. straight past him like he was actually on the bridge in the middle and you just w al ked .

i mean ofc he gonna say something. and he did. dude said "who r u"

stared at him directly in the eye and said "the embryo made of chewed bubblegum."

he stared. sh o ck ed . what were you even saying

"jk im a resident of mondstadt, visiting from my liyue trip."

"and how do i know you arent lying?"

you sighed and grabbed your dendro vision, letting him look at the frame. "its incased in a mondstadt styled frame." after a few seconds, you put it back. "if that is all, i'll be going."

"k"

"literally fuck off" you responded and walked inside.

sometimes you forget how rude mondstadt people are lmao loser.

ok so like this donna girl really went up to you like "JFKLSJFLKSDJFL NUMBER ??? HELLO ?? UMM THE WAY YOU SAVED MONDSTADT RLKDFFC" and you resisted every urge to flip her off on the spot.

you just stayed and let her talk, smiling through all of it. your hood was still on but it was quite windy s ooo

its been ten minutes. girl please let us go. you were literally begging for anyone to cut in because ur too nice (or unbothered) to tell her to shut up even though you totally went off on diluc aadahahhshdf

and someone did! not the one you expected though.

"good evening donna, and... oh? who would you be?"

ALBEDO LMAO GET STICKBUGGED? ? ? ?? AH a hjfkahfjah . im so funny .

guys i meant that ironically please

anyway

you got even more uncomfortable lmao and you just looked at him and smiled. what do you respond? "no one of importance."

he heard your voice, saw your eyes and it registered. it was you...

or was that what he wanted to believe?

cause this whole time hes been waiting for you, only using experiments as a thing to pass time. it got... a little more lonelier, because nothing could replace you.

he decided to not believe it. because 1) you knew well they welcomed you with open arms, so there would be no need to hide yourself

(which is also proof of how much the whole situation fucked up your thinking)

a second of silence before he continues on the conversation with normal evening meeting stuff things idk

then ur like "ahhshaaajk i must be taking my leave now for matters i will not disclose ahaha skidoosh"

skidoosh

so you go to the big venti statue next to the cathedral and just stand. stare. yikes

no ones out right now and theres nothing to do. but you remember this place because its where the both of yall would eat together whenever he had free time (which wasnt that often, but he still made the effort)

you look up to the sky, counting all the stars like you used to.

no ones gonna know that you're here, you decided on that. you only visited because you simply missed it, but after this, you were going back to liyue.

no ones gonna know. because no one needs to know. no one needs to know that you were here. that would only cause more trouble to the situation you tried to avoid

albedo ends up catching up to you later, still having some spark of hope left that it really was you

i mean lowkey there isnt really anything saying it wasnt. he wanted to believe that he was just overthinking when he thought it really wasnt you

like you look the same. sound the same. its just the reasoning of you coming here, but he can push that aside

"(y/n)."

you flinch but didnt react with anything else. he doesnt need to know that its you.

"(y/n)?"

you turn around to meet his eyes as he was approaching you. slightly distancing yourself another inch away as you were not used to the proximity, you responded, "i'm afraid i'm not the one you're looking for."

albedo stops for a moment, and was about to apologize,, but then

yknow that wind i mentioned earlier? like right after donna started bothering you

yeah that same wind blew ur hood off! lmao L

okay time to get serious !

you stay composed and sighed, your breath visible in the cold air.

so your features are exposed, and its so obviously you, like theres literally no way it cannot be you

"it really is you..." he doesnt understand why youre not admitting to it. "(y/n), please.."

you shake your head and walk away but mans grabs your wrist gently

"(y/n), whats wr-" he starts, but youre quick to respond

"im not (y/n)." you flat out said it and looked right into his eyes. and you swear there were small tears even if he was deemed nonchalant.

he doesnt understand, its your physical features, and your same energy, there is no other person that completely matches it.

he pulls you closer to examine this black smudge on your hand, a small yelp of surprise coming from you.

"this is... ink," he studied the properties of the substance. "you responded to my letter a day ago. (y/n)... i know by now. there's no reason to hide it."

you step away, freeing your hand from his grasp. your voice broke, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. "i'm not... i'm not (y/n). i never will be. i'll never be so vulnerable again, i'll never be so naive again, i'll never be so lonely again, i will never ever be anything like they were again."

your vision blurred, but you werent oblivious to the tears streaming down his face as well. reaching to brush them away, you paused and let it drop to his shoulder instead.

"albedo. i... the (y/n) you knew... they're gone now. and if i could revert back to them any time, i would, i swear, but... i'm al-... they..." you buried your head in your hands. "i'm broken. to the point that i refuse to identify as the (y/n) you know me by."

doesnt know what to say, so he almost pulls you into a hug before you move out of the way. something you never did.

"don't... please. it never works out in the end." you shake your head, facing the other way. "for me at least."

"..we could work together, no?" he tried, still oblivious about your feelings towards him.

"only if you're willing to cross your moral boundaries," you looked back and tilted your head. taking a deep breath, you continued, "but you know that neither of us are willing to do that."

he couldn't say anything, because as much as he hated to admit something for once, you were right about that. at this point, he would've thought that literally any extent would've been fine to reach to bring you back.

yet in multiple situations where he's doubted himself before, theres always a line he will never cross.

"...i wish you the best. treat her well because i worked hard." you walked away without him stopping you this time. i worked hard. not we worked hard.

even if you had honestly felt that way, there was no chance the old you wouldve actually voiced that.

and so he watched you slip from his grasp again, only this time, he stopped himself from holding you back from his own will.

yet he swears- the next time he meets you again, he will bring you back.

#albedo x reader #genshin impact x reader #albedo #genshin albedo #genshin angst #albedo angst #sucrose #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons

[bakubabes-tatakae]

Can I request a SFW and a NSFW alphabet for Naofumi Iwatani, but if it's too much for you, you don't have to make the NSFW alphabet✨💖

Anyways, I hope you’re doing well and staying hydrated too!! Love you and I'm so happy that you've reached a new milestone🥰

I’d love to write for Naofumi. 🥰🥰 Always happy to write for a fandom I never see much for. I’ll do the SFW and NSFW for you, but I’ll only do the letters of his name to fit them both in. 😊

I hope you’re doing well and stay hydrated as well ! I love you too nonny and thank you very much. ❤️

Event Masterlist

NSFW Below 👇

SFW Alphabet:

N (Night)

Sharing the night with Naofumi and how it’s going to go depends on the situation. If you guys are traveling and are with his other companions then it will be much different than when you are just sharing a night together. If you’re with his companions there will most definitely not be much cuddling or sweet talk going on. He’ll hold you while you fall asleep, but he’s not one for PDA and knows that the two he travels with could walk in at any moment. But if the two of you are in private without that chance he wants you wrapped into his arms while he tells you over and over again just how much he loves you. 

A (Affection)

When you’re in private Naofumi is going to be one of the most affectionate people that you’ve ever seen. He showers you with kisses and always wants you two to be glued at the hip. He wants nothing more than to shower you with affection. But when you’re in public it’ll be much more subtle things to show his affection. When he doesn’t think anyone is looking he’ll place a hand on your lower back and softly place a kiss to the back of your head. Or it’ll be something as simple as smiling and making a kiss face to you from across the market when no one else is watching. 

O (Open)

Naofumi has a really hard time trusting anyone, especially after everything that’s he’s been through since coming to this new world. He’s going to have to get to know you very well and travel with you for a very long time before he truly starts to open up to you. And once he does open up to you it’s going to be like the floodgates. Naofumi is going to want you to know every little thing about himself. He wants you to know exactly how he works and what makes him happy. For him to open himself up to you like he will, he has to truly love you. 

F (Fiancé)

When things get really serious between Naofumi and yourself he’s going to feel good about commitment. He’s going to want to take it slow and take his time planning the perfect way to propose and he’s going to want to take his time with you and plan the perfect wedding. To him you’re the perfect person and he wants your wedding and future life to show that. You’re his entire world. 

U (Ugly)

One of the worst things that Naofumi will have as a habit is the fact that he doesn’t really trust anyone easily and he always second guesses everything. But he’s got good reason for it. He knows that it’s a bad habit and he wishes that he could change it, but he doesn’t want to risk bringing down his walls and something happening like it did when he first entered the world. 

M (Mornings)

Just like nights with Naofumi, mornings will be the same. If you’re traveling with his comrades then mornings will consist of waking up wrapped around each other to the sound of Raphtalia and Filo entering the room to make sure you’re getting ready to go. After they wake you up they’ll head back to their joined room of the inn and get ready for the day while the two of you unwrap from each other and share a shower. But if you’re in private and not traveling the two of you will spend a long time laying in bed together. Your hands will be wound together while you bask in the togetherness before getting up for the day to get some breakfast at the nearest café. 

I (I Love You)

The shield hero is not going to be one that says I love you very quickly. I love you probably wont be in his vocabulary with you until he feels he’s at the level that he can open up to you. Trust me … once he starts to tell you that he loves you he wont want to stop. You’ll be hearing it all the time. 

W (Whole)

Once Naofumi gets used to being around you all the time and trusts you, he’s never going to be able to imagine his life without you. Naofumi is going to be completely empty if you’re not with him. He’ll begin to second guess everything that he goes through without you there to make him realize that he doesn’t need to. You’re his rock, his safe place, he couldn’t imagine not being by your side. 

T (Try)

When it comes to your relationship Naofumi is going to be a one hundred percent kind of guy. He’s going to put his all into everything that you guys do. You’re the love of his life and you deserve nothing but the best. You’ll never have an anniversary where he doesn’t make an entire day of it and tell the girls to spend the day together and leave the two of you alone. You’re never have a gift that doesn’t have his entire heart in it when he obtains it. You’ve never go on a date where he doesn’t have the best lined up for you. And when it comes to every day tasks, he’s going to want to do as much as possible to keep you happy.  

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NSFW Alphabet:

N (No)

There isn’t going to be much that you can do that will turn Naofumi off. The only thing that he’s really going to be turned off by is lying. He’s been burned too many times for it to be something that he’ll just overlook. Whether it’s a simple lie when the two of you are getting hot and heavy, or just a lie in general. 

A (Aftercare)

After a roll in the hay Naofumi is going to be the biggest cuddler that you’ve ever seen. You’re going to be wrapped up together for hours while he runs his fingers through your hair and rubs your back. He’ll pull you to him and hold you there for as long as he can. And once you’re asleep he’s going to hold you even more, making sure that you get the best sleep that you’ve gotten in a long time.  

O (Oral)

One of Naofumi’s favorite places to see you is going to be between his knees. He’ll gladly give it back, but he’s going to be a huge fan of receiving oral. He’s going to think you’re the most beautiful when you’re on your knees and vulnerable. And to return the favor, he’s going to make sure that you’re just as satisfied as he was. 

F (Favorite Position)

His favorite position is going to be taking you against the wall. He loves to be able to hold you up and give it his all while looking into your eyes. It leaves him completely in control. He’ll push you into the wall and use all his body weight to keep you up while his hips rut into you, his free hands wandering every inch of you. 

U (Unfair)

When you’re in private Naofumi is going to be a huge tease. He loves to see you squirm while he runs his hands over your body and puts his lips to each inch of exposed skin that he can find. And he’s going to love bringing you to the edge and leaving you begging for more when he backs himself away. 

M (Motivation)

If you really wanna get Naofumi going then all you have to do is call him Sir Hero. He loves the way that it sounds when it rolls from your lips. He hates hearing it from anyone other than you. He knows that you only share it for special nights, so it gets him moving very quickly. 

I (Intimacy)

Despite his love for teasing, Naofumi is going to be a very intimate person. You’re the most important person in his life and he wants you to know that. He always makes sure to tell you after each toss in the sheets how much he loves you and makes sure to call you plenty of pet names when you’re in the midst. He loves the looks you get whenever the name “baby” rolls off his tongue as he bottoms himself out inside of you. 

W (Wild Card)

Naofumi will never admit it to you, but before he met you he never really had much experience in the bedroom. He really didn’t get out with girls very much in his world, but that all changed when he met you in his new world. Naofumi loved that you wanted him to experience all these new things and he’s happy that you were the one that he was able to experience them with. 

T (Toys)

Naofumi isn’t really a fan of toys, but he doesn’t mind if you use them on yourself, he hates how much he loves watching you. He’s always happy to sit back and watch as your figure convulses under your own hands. And you love how much he always wants to jump you after. 

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[nyxvuxoa]

Outdoor Fun

Dom!Dean Winchster x Fem!Reader

T/W: MATURE. PwP. It's all Smut. Primal Dom!Dean and him giving you degradation kink! Oral sex and vaginal sex. Sex on the hood of Baby.

Requested by: Anon! "Could I request a Dean x Fem!Reader, in which the reader has a degradation kink? If that’s alright with you, ofc!"

Word Count: 1, 254

A/N: Thank you for requesting! This is the first writing I have done of degradation kink, so I hope it meets your standards.

It was just you and Dean today, riding around in Baby and enjoying the beautiful weather. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the bench seating in the car allowed you to scoot in close to Dean as he drove. His arm rested against the back of the seat. His hand dangled over your shoulder as he plays with your hair a moment. His mind was racing with thoughts of you being outside and naked, vulnerable, and utterly in your place.

A smirk slowly crept across his face as he reached up and took a handful of your hair. You squeak slightly in surprise as you try and turn your head, but his grip tightens on your hair. "I have an idea. I wanna stop and do something." He says, keeping his eyes on the road and his hand in your hair a moment.

Your brow arches as you try and think about what could possibly be running through his head. Dean could stop smirking. This was going to be perfect, and he couldn't wait. He lets go of your hair a moment and moves his hand to your upper, inner thigh and squeezes slightly.

A few more minutes of a drive, and you found yourself going down an empty dirt backroad, mostly shrouded in trees. Dean finds a small place to pull off to the side of the road, a little dirt patch meant for people looking to pull off to use a trail or make a pit stop. He stops Baby and shuts off the ignition before looking over at you.

"Strip down."

"What, Sir?" You look at him bewildered.

"You heard me, get naked, and meet me outside the car. Do as you are told and don't keep me waiting. I don't have the willpower to wait right now."

He smiles devilishly, licking at his lip, and looked at you a moment longer before getting out of the car and stretching his legs. His pants, they already felt tight at the thought of all of this. The idea of having you in your place, outside, on his car was enough to get him hard as it was. He wasn't going to waste this primal need that he had.

You do as you are told, stripping down your clothes and leaving them in the front seat. You felt your heart racing in your chest, and yet, you were oddly excited. You loved the idea of Dean not being able to control himself, but it had never happened while driving around before. You get out of the car and meet him around the other side. All he can do is look at you and lick at his lip, biting down on it.

His hand quickly went to your jaw, gripping it tightly. He has a hungry look in his eyes, one that means business. He leans in and kisses you roughly, forcing his tongue in your mouth. You play with it a moment, which causes your breathing to pick up, and it doesn't go unnoticed. He hasn't even started speaking yet, and you were already wet because of a simple rough kiss.

Dean smiles as he pulls away, his hand slipping to your throat as he uses it to guide you down onto your knees. "Your gonna suck my cock, baby. And you are going to do it right here." He says as he starts to free his erect self from his pants.

"Yes Sir." You state as you open your mouth, ready for him too. He smiles, having felt that he has trained you well. Dean takes his cock, stroking it a moment before he places a hand on your head and slips himself between your lips. You take him, applying pressure and sucking slightly. Your head moves with his guiding hand and forces himself to the back of your throat. He moans loudly.

"Do you like being my fuck-toy baby?"

He looks down on you as he asks, a smirk on his face. For a moment, you look up, making eye contact with him and nodding as you moan against his cock. The sight of your eyes peering up causes his cock to twitch in your mouth.

"You are such a needy little whore, Buttercup."

He chuckles and groans as he again pushes himself to the back of your throat. Moan for him again, loving when he called you out on how you really were. You were a whore, but you were his whore.

"My dirty tramp, your mine. All mine."

He growls as his hand grips at your hair, and he begins to pump himself into your face harder and faster.

"Fuck baby. That little mouth feels so good."

Your hands move to his thighs to brace yourself. You gag slightly, and he chuckles, but you are quick to regain yourself. Remembering to breathe through your nose and not your mouth. His cock starts to twitch more. He begins to feel the pressure building. And he realizes that your dirty little mouth was going to bring him closer to a quick finish. He is quick to pull himself out of your mouth and lift you up off the ground. He spins you around and bends you over the hood of Baby, and slips himself between your lower lips.

Dean groans loudly, which turns into a moan as he feels how wet you are. His hands are quick to move to your hips as he starts to pump into you. hard and fast. His cock hitting the sweet spot that makes your body shiver.

"Oh fuuuck." He moans. "My desprate little slut, you are so wet."

"Mmhmm, I needed to feel your cock, Sir."

"I can tell. Are you my cocklover, baby?" He coos at you as he slams into your, holding off his climax just to keep feeling you get wetter and tighter around him.

"Yes, Sir."

"You like this don't you? Needy whore. You want me to keep going? Say it baby."

"I need you to keep going, Sir. Please. Please!" You beg him.

"Are you my cocklover baby. Tell me you love my cock." He demands.

"I'm your cocklover. I love you cock." You say to him.

"Fuck. Yes." He groans as he starts to tremble, unable to hold his finish. "Cum for me slut. Cum all all over Sir. Be a g--good girl." He starts to say, almost begging you.

His fingers grip your hips as he presses himself into you, letting himself go and filling you to the brim. You feel the heavy twitch of his cock, and the sounds of his groans were enough to set you off to your own finish. Your body heavily shivers against the cold metal of Baby, and you press your hips back as much as you can, forcing himself inside you as far as he could go.

You both stop for a moment to catch your breath, and you let out a small giggle. Dean couldn't help but chuckle. He gently pulls himself out of you and puts himself away as you stand up and turn around. Dean smiles at the site of your skin, a little flushed red and tiny beads of sweat dripping down you. He slips an arm around your waist, and a hand comes up to cup the side of your face. He pulls you in for a small, soft kiss. And as he pulls away, his lips linger for a moment.

"You are my little whore baby, and don't you ever forget that."

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[chxrrysxx]

Levi's Pain Meds

|contains, fluff,and Levi on pain meds.|

UNEDITED! I REPEAT! THIS IS UNEDITED! PREPARE FOR CRINGE GRAMMAR!

\Levi is kinda highish/

Enjoy!

A/n: This is my first aot fic aside from small aot prompts, so feel free to comment your thoughts about it and give some helpful advice. Or just comment about it idk.

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CHAPTER 1:

"L/n, we have a patient ready for you." Y/n turned around, grabbing the bars of the infirmary bed. "Who do we have here?", she whispered, pulling the tan cloth off of his face. "Levi Ackerman, miss.", her assistant spoke. Y/n was kind of surprised to hear that. She was well aware that Levi Ackerman was still a human, and bleeds like a human, but the thought of him being so hurt that he had to go to the infirmary was...shocking to say the least.

"A-alright, bring him in, the doctor will be right over."

Her assistant moved the infirmary bed over to the corner of the room with the windows on the right side of the corner. Y/n patiently waited outside the room as the doctor performed the surgery. She waved at couple cadets, showing her known beautiful smile. Eren, Armin, Mikasa, and Hanji quietly walked over to her, all having worried looks plastered on their dirt covered faces. "Will he be alright", Hanji asked adjusting her glasses. "Oh he'll be fine after a few days. His injures will heal just fine." The door behind Y/n opened and the doctor waved her over signaling it was her turn to do the job.

"See ya later." She waved to the others.

Y/n walked over to the bed, after hearing a low groan coming from there. She looked at Levi and cocked her head in question. "You alright?" He groaned in response and slowly lifted his hand to faintly point towards bthe window. "Ah l got it." Y/n grabbed the dark turquoise curtains and pulled them shut, dimming the room a bit. Levi sighed and attempted to sit up, but quickly regretted that and released a pain 'ugh' and laid back down. Y/n pat the blanket covering him. "I dont think you wanna do that." She said almost laughing at him. Levi smiled sarcastically and then instantly went back to his usual frown. He it hurt his pride a little. A nurse having to take care of him. Well actually, the thought of him not being able to care for himself really lowered his mood.

He ran his fingers that eerr wrapped in cotton fabric through his soft dark hair. His eye bags were darker and he was a bit paler. "You doing alright?" Y/n asked glancing at him. "Why are you here? I don't need a babysitter." She rolled her eyes and laid back in her chair, going through paperwork. "Quit acting like a baby, those pain meds should be kicking in anytime soon now." "Tch." "By the way, if you don't mind me asking, how'd you get injured?" "Why are you making small talk..?" He groaned and this time turned to her direction. "Just trying to take your mind off the pain." A short silence filled the air. Then, Levi took an icy breath and closed his eyes. "We were heading north of Wall Maria. We were ambushed my a group of abnormals. They were in fact some crazy abnormals. One of them was a 16meter giant, and it just kept staring at us. As soon as we mad a move, it swung it's big ass hand, hitting a couple loose branches." Y/n winced at the anticipation of what he'd say next.

"I can tell by your expression that you figured out what happened next."

She nodded, pulling out a pouch of medicine. "Where does it hurt the most?" Levi didn't respond right away. He already felt so vulnerable, so helpless, and he definitely didn't like being pampered. But, Y/n was somewhat comforting. She wasn't all uptight like he thought she'd be.

He was already iffy about the doctor touching up on his leg, and her hand wandered a little to far making him look at her in disgust. He finally made up his mind, after pondering thoroughly. "My left ankle. Make it quick...please." Y/n gasped slightly, hearing him ask her so kindly. The rumors about him obviously weren't 100% true. "Ah-.. alright it'll be a little cold." She lifted up his leg, pulling fabric up. She lightly placed the cream on, with a nervous gut feeling that he was annoyed with her. "You're tense, relax." You looked up at him in surprise. "I don't need you telling me that. Let me do my job." She pulled the fabric back down and sighed.

"That should make it feel better in a moment. But the pain reliever should do enough."

"Pain reliever? When did I get a pain reliever?" Y/n mouthed an 'uh oh'. Damn, I wasnt suppose to tell him that. She thought, cursing under her breathe. "Just ignore me, I'll be back I have to go get some supplies."

"Don't leave." He grabbed her arm weakly. "I don't want that shady doctor doing anything creepy." She stared at him in disbelief. "Are the drugs kicking in already? That's early." Levi glared at her, before turning back to the window. Y/n sat in complete silence, glancing at the door every once in a while. The white lined window- being slightly open sent cold winds to Y/n causing her to shiver. You suddenly snapped out of your haze hearing him speak. "My coat." "Hm?" "You can wear it if your cold." Y/n looked at yourself than back at him. "O-oh no it's fine I'll be-." "I insist." "Alright.." Sbe grabbe drhe coat from the chair and wrapped it around herself. The smell coming from it didn't match his story about his injury. It smelt nice. A faint scent of lavender and hibiscus. She muttered a quiet 'thank you' and breathed it in warmly. "It smells good." Levi remained quiet. "Levi, how are you feeling..?" He shuffled in the infirmary bed slightly, and furrowed his eye brows. "Why do you look like that?" "Huh?" "Your face looks weird. The walls look like they're closing in. I feel sick." He looked so confused, she had to admit, it was funny. "You'll survive", she said patting the blanket. "Don't touch- ugh.." Levi grabbed her sleeve softly. "I'm cold...come here." She looked at halfway confused. "Want another blanket?" She asked. "I don't. Sit down here," Levi said tiredly, looking at the spot next to his head. "You w-want me to sit here?", Y/n asked knowingly. "That's what I said." She smoothed out her skirt and sat down. The loud whistles of the wind made the room feel so peaceful, and zen. Y/n quickly glaned at Levi's tired eyes and she couod swear he was smiling for a moment. He suddenly stared deep in her eyes and wouldn't look away. Y/n, feeling vulnerable, looked away to the window, and focused on a black bird sitting on the metal pipe line connecting the lock to the window. She could see from the corner of her eye that he was still staring. "I-is there anything I can get you...?" Levi didn't respond, but his gaze remained focused on her. At this point Y/n could feel her cheeks getting warmer and warmer. She noticed out effortlessly the tie of his shirt looked. Her eyes trailed down his collarbone and then the outline of his muscles against the thin fabric. Her imagiation started to wonder, but she quickly stopped, from her small feeling that Levi's deep stare could see right through her. She had to admit, Levi was weirdly attractive, and she thought herself to be weird for even thinking that. Most people would quickly judge him based on his reserved attitude and cold presence, but that wasn't what she was feeling from him. His gaze was warm, gentle, with a hint of curiosity. She'd never ever seen Levi look at someone (other than Erwin) with such a gaze. Levi silently studied her. He noticed her flustered expression but paid it no more than two seconds of thought. "Come a little closer." She gasped at his suddenly words and nervously leaned closer. Levi reached his hands around her jaw and pulled her close, to the point of their noses almost touching. "U-uh..w-what are you doing?" Y/n asked in obvious panic. "I'm going to kiss you" was all he said with no emotion in his face at all. He then took her he and in both hands and kissed her before she could even think.

#aot #attack on titan #levi #levi ackerman #levi fluff #snk fluff #aot x reader

[izukuwus]

One Conversation

A/N: day 23 of the Izumonth server collab hosted by Ashi @birds-have-teeth​.

Summary: You have a series of important conversations with your lover, and eventually you both must come to a decision. (god!Izuku x mortal!reader)

Warnings: some suggestive content (nothing explicit)

Word count: 2600+

"I still can't believe you're really okay with this," you murmur, snuggling into your lover's bare chest. "Human's lives are short, you know."

"I know," he sighs. His fingers are wound into your hair, toying with it lazily as he holds you close. "I'm sure about you, though."

You smile fondly, glancing up to his face. It's moments like these, when you can just look up and take him in, that you're truly reminded of the fact that you're dating a literal god. The light of the rising sun casts across his face, giving him a golden, ethereal glow and highlighting the subtle freckles smattered across his cheeks and shoulders. You're never quite sure whether or not the glowing effect is just due to the whole "god" thing, or if it really is a trick of the light in these early mornings with him.

"I guess you are the god of stuff like this, huh," you sigh with a smile. "If anyone knows these things, it would be you."

"Mhmm. I do know, thank you." He pauses. "Honestly, I'm more concerned about whether you're okay with this. I can't give you a normal life, you know."

"Mm, I don't want a normal life if it's not a life I get to live with you," you mumble, inhaling his scent (grass, rain, and something exotic you don't know enough to name) just a moment longer before you finally stand. "Unfortunately, I do need to get up today. Got fields to take care of."

"Do you want any help?"

You smile appreciatively as you wrangle yourself into a shirt. "Only if you wish to give it."

"If I help you, you'll come back to bed with me, right?" he teases with a smile.

You roll your eyes. "As if I could ever say no to you."

"You can, though," he insists. "Whenever you want. Please don't think that just because I'm—"

"It was a figure of speech, Mr. Deity, sir," you tease. "I mean that I don't want to say no to you."

"W-why's that?"

"Because I'm in love with you," you say as if it's the simplest thing in the world. "It's probably stupid of me, because in the end I am just a human, but I can't imagine myself ever feeling this way about anyone else."

Izuku hums, toying with one of the little white flowers in his hair before reluctantly equipping a loose pair of pants you'd bought for him a week or so into this relationship you have. (You'd insisted that it was too distracting for him to be hanging around your fields with everything hanging out while you're trying to work. Izuku still wants to know what else you'd expected from the god of fertility.) "I don't think it's stupid of you at all. Especially not when I'm also in love with you."

You give him a sad smile as you slip your pack onto your back. "Come on. I've got work to get done."

~

Not for the first time, Izuku wonders to himself whether he should ask you. He knows you love him, and he knows damn well he loves you. But he also knows that, eventually, your life will end, and he'll be forced to continue on without you, knowing that you could have led a fulfilling life if he was never in it.

He's measured in the power he uses to bless your fields–subtle as he works, careful to not let on to you how he's ensuring you'll have the best harvest this side of the sea, with plenty of seed left over to replant for free. It's better if you don't notice quite yet–you already hesitate to ask him for anything, even his company, and just once, he wants to do something nice for you, the way you do for him.

But he knows you're not completely okay with your little arrangement. It's in your eyes when you smile at him before changing the subject. It's in how lonely your back looks when you awake before him and begin preparing breakfast, how you occasionally allow the rare tear to slip from your eyes when the two of you are spending a night in each other's embrace.

And yet, no matter what, you won't speak to him about it.

He's considered every possible option for what could bother you so–in the beginning, you were never like this, or at least hid it so well he didn't notice until after he began to spend more time in your home than his. Now, it's rare he doesn't take notice of how bothered you are on any given day, and that saddens him almost worse than the thought of your inevitable death.

Izuku would love to figure it out without words being needed, to be the perfect lover who knows you even better than you do yourself so you never want for anything. But you are a human, and...

He swallows thickly as he returns his attention to your fields. Best not to think on that now.

~

It's not long before it comes to a head, but not on Izuku's word. No, it's you who confronts him. 

"Hey. Are you..." You sigh, setting down the knife you'd been using to carve up some meat. "Are you really sure? About this? About me?"

"Huh? Of course I am. You're a wonderful person, and every day I spend with you is like a dream."

"I just... It's not good to get attached to me. I'm going to die someday, and in relation to your lifespan, it'll be pretty soon."

"What if you don't have to?" he blurts, cursing himself before the words are even out of his mouth.

He's sure there's a better time to be having this conversation. Your hands are slick with meat and chicken blood, with dirt smeared on your face from a long day in your fields, and he's got so much time to wait for, until you're in a suitably neutral mood, until your hands are clean and your emotions are stable and you aren't sounding like you want to cut ties with him for his own sake.

You freeze, staring down at your half-carved bird carcass like it has answers for you. "...what do you mean, Izuku?" Your voice is level, cold in a trained way as you try to feel out what the hell is going on. 

"I mean," he pauses, breathing evenly. "I could–there's a way. For me to give you some of my divinity. You'd have eternal life, I'd be able to take you home to meet my parents. Eventually, you might even get–get devotees of your own. Become a proper deity of something. Maybe of love, I think that would suit you." 

A soft pink dusts your—and, he's sure, his—cheeks at his words. When you speak, your voice still holds that even, detached tone, though he's certain he detects something else there, too. "You could spend your life with me."

He nods. "And yours with mine."

"More life than I ever thought I'd have."

"I could show you every end of every realm, my dear," he says, smoothing a hand over your stomach to pull you into a gentle hug. "More than you thought you'd have, as much as you could ever want."

"...can I have some time to think about it, Izuku?" you ask, armor finally giving way to vulnerability. "I'm thrilled that you'd make such a sacrifice for me, but I... It's a lot, you know? You're offering to... to change something intrinsic to me, in a way. And you'd be giving up so much to do it."

"I've thought about it a lot, [name]. If I'm ever going to make a sacrifice like this, it's going to be for you. Take as much time as you need, love. I don't want you to make this decision quickly, because I know it's a lot, and I don't want you to feel pressured."

You nod, turning back to the meat you were cleaning. "No matter what I decide, you know I love you." It's a statement, clean and simple. He nods. He's never once doubted you, though your admission never fails to leave him shuddering.

Yeah. Love really does suit you best.

~

"I could be using you, you know." The room is silent, pitched dark. Izuku stirs at your words, not quite having been asleep.

"I know you're not."

"But how can you trust me? I'm just some mortal with a farm."

He buries his face into your back. "I want to trust you."

"And if I love someone else?"

"You're allowed to do that."

"You wouldn't be upset?" You pull back, wriggle around until you're looking at him in the poor lighting. Your brow is furrowed.

He sighs. "Of course I'd be upset. But it's your decision to make. Whether you love me, whether you decide to accept what I'm offering you. If you love someone else, it isn't my place to say you can't, my love. I'd be upset, but that's my problem. It wouldn't be fair to make it yours."

"Even if I accepted the divinity you offer me. You'd still allow me to love another."

"You don't, do you?" he says sleepily, brushing hair from your face. "But you can. I’ll be sad, but I won't hold it against you."

"You want to change something intrinsic to yourself to elevate me."

"Think of it like meeting in the middle."

You chuckle softly. "Unbelievable."

"You'll love me, but you won't believe in me. For shame, my dear. For shame." He doesn't have the cognizance to make it sound truthful, eyes threatening to droop shut at any moment. "I've never doubted your love for me, but it seems you doubt my love for you. What do I have to do to prove to you that I love you?"

"I just don't understand why."

"Must everything have a reason?"

You sigh, throwing an arm over him and snuggling up close. "No. No, I suppose not."

With that, you fall silent, and Izuku almost falls asleep.

"...will it change me, to gain this power?"

"Go to sleep, my little rabbit. I can answer your questions in the morning."

Finally, finally, you let him rest. You, however, lay awake for some time longer, mind racing with questions of divinity, of what it would mean for you. When the sun begins to rise, you let your eyes drift shut for a precious few moments of sleep.

When Izuku awakes not long after to find you fast asleep beside him with bags under your eyes, he can't help but feel guilty. Were you up all night thinking about his proposal? If so, there's only one thing to do. He slides out of bed, equips some pants, and sneaks out to take care of your fields while you sleep.

~

Disrupted sleep lasts the two of you only a week, but you're mulling the decision over for far long. A month comes and goes, and then before you know it, it's the end of the season and the beginning of the harvest and you still don't have your answer for Izuku. 

Who can blame you? It's a rough decision, and from what he's told you, there's no coming back from it. You can stay human, and at any time, he can choose to make you into a sort of... half-god, but once he does that, you'll never be human again. Bless Izuku (well, you suppose he is blessed) for never pressing you to actually make the decision before you're ready.

It's not until the harvest is over and you're bringing the bumper crop (always more than enough from your fields, since Izuku came around) into town to sell that you think you've arrived at a decision. Watching people go about their days, the occasional couple arm-in-arm, not to mention the lines of people looking to get into the temple when you pass, you can't help but wonder if you really belong here. Would it be so bad, to not be human? To be something other than mundane? If your worry for your relationship with Izuku is that you are human and he, divine, and he's given you an option to eliminate it entirely, isn't that an option you should take?

Whispers follow you wherever you go. They have for a while now—the mysterious farmer whose fields began to prosper after the loss of their parents, who comes into town to sell crops that are impossibly abundant for having been tended by a single person, impossibly high quality. Last year, shortly after you first met Izuku, a blight ravaged most crops in the area. Yours, however, came in stronger than ever before. You're sure you know the reason—you don't need to leave offerings at the temple, not when Izuku offers his help to you at every turn. But you can hardly explain to the strangers in town that the man who began to speak to you after you were found crying in the temple, at an utter loss for what to do in wake of your parents, turned out to be the very god preceding over all matters of fertility—fertility of seed, of soil, of humanity. You can scarcely sit for a meal at the tavern without feeling pairs of eyes on you.

No, you think to yourself, not being among humanity may not be so bad after all.

With your meal paid for and all your crops for the day sold, with orders for more to bring in on your next visit to town, you pay your dues and find yourself making your way to the temple. Izuku is very busy right now, it being the peak season for him with every farmer or gardener in the area suddenly deciding that now is the time to pay worship and make offerings to the god of fertility for a good harvest. You've considered telling them that it's better to ask for the blessing when planting their seeds, rather than just before harvesting them, but the dirty looks you get when you're recognized make you think twice.

Regardless, you walk into the temple as you are, the lines from earlier in the day having dispersed in favor of spending time at home. It's easy to find the shrine to Izuku, which is currently drowning in offerings, with the odd priest or two stationed nearby to discourage theft of any offerings left at the various statues to different gods around the temple. 

Contrary to those who visited earlier today, you have no offerings to give. All you can do is drop to your knees before the statue and try not to snicker. The statue of Izuku is almost perfect, if not for the fact that the sculptor slightly understated certain... proportions. Not that you could correct said sculptor on that little detail, if you even knew who he was. 

As it were, you're not here to ask for his blessing anyway. You simply figured that it's the fastest method to speak with him, if only for a moment.

"I need to speak to you, when you're available," you whisper in prayer. "I've made my decision."

The wind brushes through your hair for just a moment, and with that, you know he's heard you. You smile, whispering "love you" just loud enough for him to hear. If you're not mistaken, you almost hear him whisper "get home safe" in the wind as you leave the temple in silence.

You cross the temple threshold, smiling as you bring yourself forward and home, to where your world will change. All it’ll take is one conversation.

#my fics #midoriya izuku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #deku x reader #bnha x reader

[clumsyclifford]

just finished writing this and realized how long it got oh jeez i am so sorry. i promise it is just me rambling about nothing and does not require a lot of thought.

i made a playlist of r5's entire discography and am listening to it (in order) because there is something wrong with me. if only it had their very first ever ep on it (ready set rock ep you may have been slight garbage but i don't love you any less for it). oh god i realized i fucked up and didn't add the songs by "ross lynch and r5" from the austin & ally soundtrack. i'm already three songs into louder and they would have been between louder and say you'll stay. what do i have to do is actually one of r5's best songs and i'm pretty sure i remember ross calling it one of his favs fairly recently?? which was so valid of him. anyways. this is now an r5 song ranking. i'm bored and avoiding doing assignments. i'm going to name my top 10 r5 songs off the top of my head. source: me trying to remember every song they've ever released.

no. 1: easy love. nothing comes close. my fav song they ever made. they haven't made anything that even compares since (this is /hj. tde has some valid songs).

no. 2: wishing i was 23. what do you mean i only love this song because of my nostalgia bias no i don't.

no. 3: what do i have to do? i will not elaborate i do not know why i adore this song as much as i do it's just a cute song.

no. 4: repeating days. THE END. THE FUCKING END AFTER THE SONG ENDS THE "all i've got is cheap wine" PART ross sounds so vulnerable and him with just the guitar makes me so :(((((( it's so gorgeous that part makes the whole song and that makes it top 3 for me.

no. 5: i want u bad. THAT SONG FUCKS LIVE. I DO NOT WANT TO THINK ABOUT THE FACT THAT I WILL PROBABLY NEVER SEE IT LIVE AGAIN. (speaking of concerts i can't believe you bought concert tix and fucking forgot??? that is actually so fucking funny bella it made me laugh i will not lie)

no. 6: dark side. so so valid of them. it just fucks. it's so good. it makes u want to dance. u named a fic after a lyric from it which was so valid.

no. 7: did you have your fun? i love this song. no i will not elaborate. it is a sexy song. what's that one lyric from it that's hot. "love me, leave me, left me numb" some lyrics you love for no particular reason and for me that's one of those lyrics.

no. 8: f.e.e.l.g.o.o.d. this has alwayysss been one of my favs by them. since it dropped. some lore about it: the like crowd yelling that's in it they recorded live at a festival they played and i remember there being hype about this being an unreleased song when they had the crowd chanting "f-e-e-l-g-o-o-d" with no explanation. also another fun fact is that the final version of this is just a demo?? source: my slightly faulty memory remembering ross saying something about some demos being so good that you keep them as they are and it later being revealed this was the song he was talking about.

no. 9: i know you got away. sexy song. they released a vocals only version of it (that has apparently since been deleted?? i went to look for it on youtube and couldn't find it?? wtf r5) that has stuck with me ever since.

no. 10: loud. but more specifically the acoustic or live version. this was their encore song that they played to end every show. i MISS IT. it holds a special place in my heart.

honorable mentions: hurts good (a good song and THEIR LAST THEY EVER RELEASED VV SAD), wild hearts (fun fact almost picked a lyric from this song as my senior quote till i found out they didn't write this song), fallin' for you (YOU LIKE MISMATCHED SOCKS WITH POLKA DOTS YOU LIKE YOUR PIZZA COLD I THINK THATS HOT i never saw this song live and i'm still fucking pissed about it ok), do it again (it's such a sweet song :(((( "listen to the airplanes as we count the stars" gives me the same vibes as six feet under the stars), things are looking up (generally just a cute song!! this whole ep is just very good and very cute!! when i saw it live one time during the bridge ross was like "everyone shut up this is my favorite part >:(" and that was so valid of him) i can't say i'm in love (it's just a fun song!! it was a bonus track on sln from another country), trading time (this is the only song from the new addictions ep that i listed and u know what i'm Not sorry)

ok. i will spare you and stop rambling. other honorable mentions: if you have never listened to cool girl (feat. the driver era) by new beat fund i highly recommend. it's an okay song but it was one of the first songs released after they rebranded as tde and includes ross saying motherfucker with his whole chest. i will never again feel what i felt the first time i heard that song having listened exclusively to them as r5 whose songs they couldn't curse in because they were on a disney label.

in conclusion. i miss r5. ross saying fuck is kinda hot. i listened to the entirety of louder while writing this. i am sorry to dump this in your askbox. i still have multiple assignments to do and should probably go to sleep at a decent time. it feels fitting to finally stop writing while easy love is on. when i was 12 and this ep came out i thought "dirtbags" was a curse word and was scared to sing it. they changed it to "douchebags" live.

that's all. goodbye. have a lovely night. listen to r5's discography for clear skin thriving crops etc etc. sorry to lovepost about them in your askbox i only have (1) former r5 mutual that i still talk to (a very interesting but long story. she's the gemini bestie) and she will only lovepost about r5 once in a while. feel free to ignore my ask calling cody bellinger hot i was a different person when i wrote it i am now a changed woman. LOVE YOU MWAH - bella but she misses r5

hi hi im going to answer this with minimal thought because im tired but i dont wanna leave this sitting in my inbox forever but for the record all your r5 opinions are valid. ok lets go

1. easy love slaps ive heard it a couple times over the last few days (it played in the car today while i was driving sam n meghna to the airport) and it does fuck i can see why it's your fave

2. i do not know this song

3. A BOP A WHOLE FUCKIN BOP

4. oh i do love repeating days great choice i would have to hear it a few more times to get it in my head but i remember really liking it when i listened to the album it's on

5. also a banger and i'm glad my concert tickets situation made you laugh it made me laugh too imagine being this useless gldskfjgs

6. DARK SIDE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKS GIVE IN TO YOUR DARK SIDE YOUR DARK SIDE IIIIIIIII SEE THE WAY YOU LOOK AT MEEEEE

7. ANOTHER FUCKING BANGER this one is probably among my favorite r5 songs maybe top 5 LOVE ME LEAVE ME LEFT ME NUMB (guitar moment) DID YOU HAVE YOUR FUUUuuuuUUUUUNNNNN i feel the same way about this lyric as you

8. oh shit thats pretty cool i dont know this song tbh i cant remember how it goes i know ive heard it once or twice but. id have to listen to it again so i will keep you posted on that

9. i do not know this one either

10. interesting choice for top ten but i support you, this song fucks and ever since you mentioned it it's been in my subconscious and randomly getting stuck in my head i think i need to listen to it to get it out. it does hit ur right

11. i don't know hurts good or wild hearts or things are looking up or i can't say i'm in love or trading time well enough to say anything about them. but i really like fallin for you it's one of those cheap fun songs but emphasis on fun, and also really like do it again one day ill write a fic based on that song

i have not listened to cool girl i put it on my to listen playlist so hopefully i remember to listen to it soon ill be honest though i dont think im prepared for ross lynch saying motherfucker w his whole chest like i think itll take me out. so. anyway. i hope you got your assignments done. thank you for the r5 lovedump feel free to drop in anytime with more

#this is a love-positive zone #we love love #here on clumsyclifford we support insane obsessions because we also have insane obsessions #ask #cubs anon #anonymous #lol i was telling my dad that i talked to rian and zack but said the most generic things ever #and i was like. i mean there were things that i would have wanted to ask but if i had then they would have known that-- #-- im like super obsessed with them in a kind of creepy way. like i wanted to ask rian what time alex was born #...so we can figure out his rising sign so we can make his star chart #and my dad was like . why would you need that #and i said. you know for funsies #he was like do you think he would even know that #and i said well in our collective opinions we think alex wouldnt know what time he was born but rian and/or jack probably would #and my dad was like its a good thing you didnt ask him that. it would have been creepy. #and i was like I KNOW THATS WHY I DIDNT ASK BECAUSE I KNEW IT WOULD HAVE BEEN CREEPY BRO #so anyway #i dont remember why i started telling this story #its 1am im so tired ive had the longest two days ever #i need sleep im going to die #i cant believe classes in two days #end me

[unholy-merchant]

NSFW Alphabet:

Death

Sorry again that this took so long but seeing as exams are finally over in free to write as much sin as I want and will most likely posting more alphabet later. I hope you enjoy!

A = Aftercare (What are they like after)

Death will tend caringly to your needs. He's gentle in a way you've never seen before. Giving you small and tender kisses while massaging every inch of your body. Death will do more than he needs to, grabbing you water and massaging your back. It surprises him when you also give him some sweet loving. He’ll caress your back, whispering I love you sweetly into your ear. Death seems to know exactly what you need after sex.

B = Body Part (Their Favorite body part of theirs and their partners)

Our Grim Reaper doesn't seem to really care for himself, but if he had to choose a body part he liked it would be his hands. His touch is both rough yet gentle. It has a certain yearning to it. He’ll have you moaning his names within seconds of touching your sweet spots. For you, he likes your eyes. He likes how much they tell him without you saying anything. They way they glow with a heated passion for him. It's very intimate to him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with their seed)

Death is a messy man and will definitely cum onto your stomach. His go-to is missionary so when he pulls out it's either on your chest or on your stomach. Hot and Steamy, Short but full strands. As for quantity, let's just say it's enough to satisfy.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty Self Explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

You know that soul splitter thing he does? Well yeah. He wants to have sex while split into his two halves. One teasingly you slowly, rubbing all those sweet spots that make you whimper and beg. While the other whispers dirty thoughts into your ear.  All the while your heat rises within your core but you're being denied from ultimate pleasure. Don't worry they both give you what you want after.

E = Experience (How experienced are they?)

Death has had his fair share of lovers and I would say he is very experienced. But not in a gross way. Death knows exactly what he is doing and will not hesitate to give you the pleasure you want. That being said Death is also a massive tease. He’ll have you moaning his name with just a simple yet lustful touch. He definitely knows how to satisfy you.

F = Favorite Position (What position they like to see ya in)

As I said in the above his go-to is Missionary. He wants you to be facing him, looking him deep into the eyes as he pleasures you. Your eyes tell him everything that he needs to know. Especially as to where those sweet spots of yours are.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment or are they more humorous?)

Sex is a time for him to be intimate with you. A time where he is vulnerable. Where he is given a chance to show how much he loves you. So you bet that he is going to be serious throughout your love session.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the Carpet match the drapes?)

Death makes sure that it is at least manageable. Out of the four, he is the busiest and doesn't necessarily have time for grooming. But he does manage it. Will try to manage it if he does have any free time. Carpets do match the drapes.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Death is very intimate during and after sex. Sweet nothings and praise will constantly be whispered in your ear, followed by a few dirty words. He will link your forehead together sometimes stealing a few kisses from your lips. Death just wants to show you how much he loves and appreciates you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)

Doesn't do it often. If he has a boner he usually just ignores and tries to think of other things. Only when it gets to the point to where it's interfering with what he is doing does he go to take care of it. He usually makes sure he's by himself before unveiling his “Companion.” Takes long slow strokes up and down his shaft. That's if he's taking his time. If he needs to hurry up he’ll go faster. His moans are deep and guttural and might have to moan or bite into his cowl to keep himself quiet once he's reaching his end. Once he does though he is relieved and will quickly clean himself off before going back to what he was doing.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Bondage is definitely one of his kinks. It lets him explore your body completely. All while you moan for, or gasp at his touch. He’ll be leaving loves marks/hickies everywhere on your body so be prepared. Death is also willing to explore one of your kinks if ever given the chance.

L = Location (Favorite place to do the do)

Your home. In your bedroom most likely. He doesn't want anyone seeing both of your nude body's, So he tends to keep sex indoors and in private.

M = Motivation (What gets them going?)

When you both bicker but in a good way. You both taking light jabs at each other and just being sarcastic assholes. If you both are alone, Death likes it when you render him speechless.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do/turn-offs)

Anything that will put you in danger or in harm's way, so don't try to suggest anything like that. The Daddy kink, he absolutely hates it. It's gross and he doesn't understand the appeal. Please never call him that. Like Strife, he doesn't like it belittlement. This man's been through enough and doesn't want someone he loves telling him he's a bad person.

O = Oral (Preferences in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He gives more often then he receives. He likes the way you come undone by his tongue. He’ll make sure to take his time and savoring the way you taste. Will get you nice and wet. It's a different story when he receives. Again your eyes shine with a lustful passion that just gets his blood flowing. He'll rake his hands through your hair as you suck him off. The sensation your lips bring his erected cock. He loves it.

P = Pace (Fast and Rough or Slow and Sensual?)

Death is definitely Slow and Sensual. It doesn't matter what you are, Angel, Demon, Human, etc. Slow and Sensual. Sex it a time to be intimate and its the only time where he can have a few moments of peaceful bliss. Just having you there is enough for him. Although if you both are in a more heated moment then he might be a bit faster and rougher.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies than then proper sex, how often?)

Quickies don't satisfy him. Death prefers proper sex over a quickie. That being said Death won't do quickies, he wants to satisfy you completely. Although they are convenient at times.

R = Risk (Are the game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

He's always willing to experiment with you. He wants to know what makes you moan and what sort of positions can give you both the utmost pleasure. He, however, will not experiment with places, if it's in your home then he will but if it's outside then he won't.  He won't usually take risks, his job is already risky enough and he just wants to come home to some sweet love after.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long can they last?)

He can go for a while. He is a Nephilim after all. It's also noted that Death has incredible speed and you bet that also transfers to the bedroom too. However, he'll probably give either one or two rounds. I've said it many times and I'm going to say it again, Death is a very busy man so going a while with you isn't really an option. But if he does, however, find the time he will go a few rounds with you possibly three or four. He doesn't want to go overboard so Four is probably his limit for you.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them on their partners or themselves?)

I would say he doesn't. He doesn't need a toy to get his love wet and begging. He can do that on his own with a swipe of a finger and a soft or dirty word. Toys are a bit of a nuisance to him and would rather have sex without one. He doesn't mind if you have one. It's for your pleasure when he's not around

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease?)

Teasing is his specialty. He’ll make sure you crumble and beg. Cold Hands scaling the length of your body, enhancing your sensations. He will tease nearly everything you have to offer. You get the utmost pleasure from his teasing. He knows how to rub you the right way and leaving you begging. His touch is a very cold yet a excruciating hot at the same time. Sex is never boring with Death.

V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds do they make?)

He's not loud at all. It's usually soft sighs as he enters your core. Grunts and Guttural moans when he travels farther within you. Death will moan softly into the crook of your neck and will just entrance you with his low and sexy voice.

W = Wildcard (Get a random headcanon)

Death likes it when his hair is pulled during sex. It gets him going in a way. When he's giving oral and you rake your hand through his hair, pulling at those fine locks. Or when he thrusting into you, both of you panting heavily and you just snake your arm up his back into his hair and pull at him. It gives him a sense of pleasure and it let's him know he's hitting all the right spots in all the right way.

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's in those pants!)

Death is longer in length and has a medium size girth. Not only does he have a very voice but he has a package to match that. 6 inches pushing 7.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not high at all. He reserves sex for special occasions. However, if you do ask to make love to him he will make love to you. Sex is an intimate thing and Death won't have sex often, and again reserves it for special occasions because sex is a way he can show you he loves you without words and more on touch. It also leaves him kind of vulnerable. He's also way too busy for it and won't necessarily have the time to make love to you even if he is in the mood. And he definitely won't give you a quickie to satisfy you both.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward?)

Death has a hard time sleeping. So it may take hours for him to truly fall asleep. And if he can't then he’ll just lay there, with you wrapped safely in his arms. He watches over you as you sleep, admiring every little thing he loves about you. Stroking your delicate cheeks and/or your waist. You're his everything, so he just holds you as the night drifts on.

#darksiders #darksiders death #death #darksiders 2 #unholy writes sin

[roseduroi]

Innocent question, sincere answer, and an honest person || Chris Evans

Pairing: Father!ChrisEvans x Daughter!Reader

Word count: 3,351

Summary: Some questions are answered sincerely, others - not so much. The truth behind a sincere answer can be hurtful to an honest person. It hurts, but it’s the truth.

{A/N}: Not so long ago I watched “Gifted” and it inspired me to write this imagine. I may even do a part two of this (it’s really not how I wanted it to end, but it was getting too long) and to be honest, it takes me a while to write something properly.

English isn’t my native language, I’m so sorry for the mistakes.

“Probably all of us here in this studio have seen the movie ‘Gifted’?" Ellen asked the audience and they all nodded their heads, shouting something like 'yes', but the sound of applause overshadowed the answer. "I know right, it's a great movie!"

"So please welcome the co-star Chris Evans!" Ellen said, applauding as well. "Unfortunately, the mini copy of him couldn't make it today." She added as she stood up and shook Chris' hand.

Evans sat down in the white armchair after he greeted Ellen and the audience, a big smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, my little girl is with her mother in London. Haven't seen her in two weeks." He pouted, but inside his heart ached.

"I'm sure Y/N misses you too, Evans, and so does your wife." Ellen said and smiled, remembering the adorable little girl from the movie. "Recently released movie ‘Gifted’ left a really great impression for all of us, I believe. For me, I especially noticed the strong bond between the uncle and his niece."

"Yeah, the movie really has a deep meaning and a few good lessons we all could learn from." Chris nodded his head and looked at the woman in front of him.

"The title of the movie itself is a play on words that holds a deeper meaning. I mean, yes, the little girl, Mary, is a gifted individual. She's a mathematical prodigy. However, she is also gifted with her uncle's love. And vice versa. Frank, the uncle, and Mary is a gift to each other. The family itself is a gift, even when said family is of two, three, or four, or not even blood-related.  Meanwhile, Evelyn, Mary's grandmother, Frank's mother, is what happens when you don't appreciate that gift. When you take things for granted. And how fast you can lose them."

"And-and then you have to fight for it if you don't want that to happen," Ellen added, nodding her head in agreement. "So tell me, what was the hardest scene to film? Personally for you?"

"Personally for me," The young man paused, thinking. "I think it would be the final scene between my character, Frank, and his niece, Mary. Their reunion."

"Yeah, the scene was really intense." Ellen nodded, agreeing. "But your little girl did it like a pro. The crying and emotional disclosure, it was really realistic."

"Chris, where were you hiding such a talent?" The woman asked, laughing along with the audience.

The actor chuckled as well, but his face immediately changed as he started talking. "Y/N is a very sensitive person and one of the reasons why I didn't let her act sooner was because people are very cruel these days." He explained.

"And um... I remember one time when she came home from school crying because other kids were bullying her because she was my daughter. My daughter." Chris continued as Ellen's eyes widened a little bit. She didn't understand how people, especially the young ones, could be so merciless. Y/N was just a kid and she was already bullied. "So I guess I just... I want to protect her."

"’Course you do, she’s your child. You only want the best for them, even if they can’t see it, yet." Ellen muffled and looked down, but quickly lifted her gaze up and covered her unpleased feelings with the next question. "What made you change your mind about Y/N and acting?"

"My wife," Chris answered. "She made me realize I can't protect her from everything. I can't stop the world from hurting my kid, but what I can do for them is to be there as a supportive father."

"Your wife is a very wise woman." She complimented and the man nodded his head, agreeing. "So from what I’ve heard now, the final scene between Frank and Mary has a specific place in your heart. It holds a great meaning to you, doesn’t it?"

"The moment between those characters is very special. It shows how much Frank and Mary actually need each other. Their bond, how strong it is. It's very important, in my opinion." Chris explained. "Frank apologizes because he let her go, he gave up. He let his niece down, broke her trust, everything they had. He made a mistake. And he knows it."

"He did all that because he thought he wasn't good enough." Ellen finished for him.

"Yeah, I guess, that's kinda the point." The actor agreed, his eyebrows knitted together a little. "W-we... I and Y/N, rehearsed that scene many times. Whether there were cameras or not, people around us or if we were alone in our hotel room. We just practiced."

"It was not an easy scene.  In general, one of the hardest things actors have to do is to transfer the emotions to the audience." Chris said, looking at Ellen, who was listening carefully. "And it was a hard scene for Y/N, too. Perhaps that's one of the reasons why it means so much to me."

"What do you mean?" The woman asked confused as she moved back a little, trying to get comfy in her seat. "The girl basically nailed it."

"That she did. I'm very proud of her." The corners of his lips lifted a little, but his facial expression became serious soon after he continued talking. "It was a very last minute she realized she actually had to make, you know,  physical contact. That she actually had to hit me. And I guess it scared her, upset her." Chris tried to explain as best as he could.

"Y/N isn't a violent person, she wouldn't hurt a fly, especially her loved ones." The actor continued.

"And.. and did you have to say what? That-that, it was okay to hit you? Or-" Ellen asked, making small gestures with her hands.

"Yeah, something like that." He answered, moving his head a little. "She apologized so many times after the scene and every time I had to comfort her that it was okay, that it wasn't real, you know? She didn’t hurt me."

Ellen nodded her head, understanding what he had in mind. It probably wasn't easy for someone as gentle as Y/N to raise a hand against someone who was raising her and taking care of her, even if it was only for a movie. It's hard to hurt someone who you love and who loves you back.

"You're a leading actor in a lot of big movies, Avengers and Captain America. And now this film, which has just come out." The woman said and some main pictures of the movies started showing on the big screen behind their backs. "How do you manage to balance both your family and your job? I mean, you spend how much time on set? Six months? Seven? More?"

"Yeah, something about six," Chris answered, scratching the back of his neck. "It's hard, you know, to be away from your family. I mean, sure, we facetime each other when we get free time. We text and send pictures to one another on social media, as well, but it's not the same as eye to eye."

Chris was talking so honestly that not only you could tell that he was hurting and telling the truth from his eyes, but you could hear the pain in his voice as well.  

Home is where the heart is. It's a timeless old quote. And Chris‘ heart was wherever his family was, it was his safe haven. Every time he was away, his heart was cracking into billions of small pieces of longing, which over time always came back and lunged at his heart with even harder stabs. He missed them. A lot. And every time the actor was far away from them, miles and miles apart, he felt as his soul was being taken. Chris felt like he was missing out so much. And in fact, he was.

He remembers the day where he was away from home, once again, filming yet another movie. That evening he received a video snap from his wife. She filmed Y/N's first steps. He missed that too. He wasn't there when his little girl said her first words either.  Chris never felt so much regret in his life as he felt in that exact moment.

"I feel like I'm missing out on Y/N's life. She's growing up so fast and I'm never home." Chris said, a drop of pain hidden in his voice. "I feel like I'm failing my job as a father to Y/N and a husband to my wife." He said, remembering his little girl's heartbreaking words, how they slipped from her mouth so frailly, full of longing, craving for her dad to be home like a vulnerable snowflake on the warm palm in the silent night.

"Evans," Ellen said meekly, not believing with her own ears what the young actor just said. "You're not a bad father and you're not failing them. God, it's very opposite to that, Chris. Why do you think that in the first place?"

The blonde-haired man looked at the woman, sitting in front of him with eyes full of sadness, a sad small smile on his face as a small flashback started playing in his mind.

"Do you want to go to sleep?" Chris asked Y/N and closed the door of their hotel room. He turned around to look at his daughter, who put her favorite plush teddy bear, which he got her when he and his wife found out they were pregnant, on the bed. She always carried Bowie, the teddy bear, with herself, no matter where she was going. He was her toy-best-friend and friends don't leave each other behind.

"Mmm, I'm not tired yet." Y/N mumbled and climbed up on the bed. Her big eyes following her dad's every move from him taking off his boots to him putting his bag and jacket on the chair.

They had just come back from work, it was a hard day for both of them. They were filming the scene where Frank leaves Mary at the foster "parents'" care. Everything went pretty normally, the director had complimented them, saying the scene was well done and that work for today was done, after all, it was already pretty late. But not everything went that well as everyone thought. Sure, the scene was done, it was great as the producers said, but something was off with Y/N. Chris could tell that something was bothering her, even when she smiled at them, but he was her dad, she could fool anyone, just not him.

Chris looked at the little girl, who was staring at him for a while, and frowned as she dropped her gaze to the ground when their eyes met. She was avoiding him which meant he wasn't wrong, something really was bothering her.

The young actor sighed. "Okay. That's enough." He knelt in front of her and placed his left hand on her knee, causing her to flinch away from him. Chris knitted his eyebrows together. Did he do something wrong?

"What's up with you now? You've been avoiding me ever since we shooted that scene." He asked, trying to make eye contact with her, but when she still didn't let him, the worried father placed his warm palm on her rosy cheek, lifting her head a bit, finally meeting her beautiful eyes, just like her mother's, even if that gaze was shy and timid.

"Cupcake, what's wrong?" Chris asked her softly, his eyes filled with worry as he saw her teary gaze. "Do you miss mum? We can call her if you want." He gently tucked her soft hair behind her ear as he talked. But she shook her head no and closed her eyes for a short moment as tears started streaming down her cheeks, making the young actor's heart ache.

"Then what's wrong?" He asked her patiently. Chris knew that if he raised his voice just a little bit or seemed just a little bit angry or annoyed at her, she would just shut him out even more. Everyone does that, but no one notices. When a person feels horrible he either is quiet or he wants to pour out every problem, every ache he felt in his heart for so long and just once have somebody to listen, and if the listener gets annoyed and makes the other feel more pain, he will just scare the other away. Because no one wants to be not understood.

"Or did somebody hurt you?" The man asked, his eyes flashed with anger for a split second. Because, oh, God help that person who dared to hurt his little girl.

"Uh-uh, I'm good." Y/N murmured. "Everyone is nice to me."

"Then why are you crying?" He asked her, using his thumbs to gently brush away the silver droplets from her cheeks.  "You know you can tell daddy everything. I’m here for you. Always.”

And it was all she needed to finally break. She jumped straight into his arms, burying her face in his chest, her arms firmly wrapped around his waist, laud sobs escaping her mouth. Chris gasped from her so sudden movement, not expecting anything like that to happen, but he quickly hugged her back. His strong arms wrapped themselves around her frail form as his fingers softly rubbed small circles on her back.

"Shh, sweetheart, it's okay, I've got you." He soothed her. "You're safe. But you've still got to tell me what's wrong, baby girl. I need to know."

Chris frowned a little when she murmured something he couldn't make out. The man pulled away from her and brushed the falling salty droplets away.  "I'm sorry, cupcake, but I couldn't hear you. Can you repeat what you said?" He asked her gently and she nodded her head but didn't look at him.

"Please don't leave me." She whispered and there was a moment of silence.

"W-what?" Chris stuttered. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped to the ground. The time itself seemed to slow down and the dead silence hung above them, surrounding both of them as a big angry enemy of theirs.

Chris couldn't take his eyes off of his daughter, he couldn't believe his own ears what he's just heard, what she's just said. Or perhaps he didn't want to. Chris didn't want to believe that Y/N, his beautiful child, would ever think that he (or her mum) would... could ever leave her. He didn't want to think that this kind of thought has ever crossed her mind and how painful it must have been for her to think that he didn't love her enough and someday there would be a day when he'd decide to leave her behind.

He felt his heart crush, then crack into two different yet so similar, full of helplessness halves and finally, it felt like it was cruelly ripped out of his chest and then dropped into the mud without any mercy. The hardest part of being a parent is watching your child hurt and feel helpless. Especially if the cause of that pain is the parent himself.

"Y/N, babe, can you look at me?" Chris asked gently, his eyes full of sadness but glued on her. He took her chin in his hand, gently lifting her face. Y/N watery eyes met his blue ones and his heart clenched in the ache of guilt, knowing he was the reason behind her tears.

"Why would you think that, sweetie?"  He asked her, his thumbs caressing her rosy cheeks gently.

Y/N let out a small sob, closing her eyes tightly and forcing more tears to roll down her cheeks. "B-because that s-scene felt so r-real."

"You're... you're never home and," the little girl whimpered. "and I-I miss you so much."

"Oh, Y/N," he whispered and felt as his own eyes started to well up. He pulled her into his embrace and she laid her head against his chest, letting the tears freely flow and sink into his shirt.

"A-and... and I just want to be worthy of you."

Chris' breath hitched in his throat and he gently pushed Y/N away from him, so that he could look into her eyes once again. "Y/N, you are good enough, you are worthy. I love you for all that you are, all that you have been, and all you are yet to be."

"When you were born, there were a lot of sleepless nights, tiring days, early morning rises because you wanted to see sunrises. There was a lot of salivae, a lot of angry tears and morning cries. There was a lot of food on the ground and me when I tried to feed you. Mum's still the best at this." He chuckled a little.

"But I wouldn't have it any other way: I wouldn't change anything, even if somebody gave me the chance. I would do it over and over again. And I'd be just as much as happy as the first time."

"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, my little monkey." His daughter smiled at the nickname. "I would never abandon you, Y/N, and neither would your mum. I would never leave you or ignore you when you need a shoulder to cry on. Never forget that and don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

Chris told her, sincerely, and kissed her forehead, pulling her closer to him as Y/N wrapped her arms around her father's neck and softly whispered. "I love you too, dad. Thank you."

"So, I guess at that moment, I did feel like I was failing Y/N and my wife, letting them down," Chris said, looking at Ellen. "But that day we got even closer with Y/N. People fall and then they get up to try again, the only difference is that that that time they know where they stumbled."

Ellen smiled. "Indeed."

Chris continued to talk with such a concentration that he didn't even notice the audience's shocked facial expression and small grins appearing on their faces when a small frame started slinking towards the actor.

Just as he started to notice the odd behavior, he flinched as he felt small delicate hands on his broad shoulders and a loud 'boo' coming from someone behind him. The actor widened his blue eyes and confusingly looked at Ellen who was laughing in her armchair. He turned around and looked at the person who's just scared him only to be surprised even more.

"Hi, daddy!" A cheerful voice greeted him. Chris looked back at Ellen as if not believing his own eyes when he saw his daughter standing just a few steps away from him and was the only one who scared him. He quickly rose up from his seat and swooped his baby girl right into his arms.  

Y/N waved at the audience, a big smile playing on her lips. She flashed Ellen a grin and the woman smiled back at the little girl in the father's arms, mouthing something like 'you scared him' to her.

"I thought you were with mummy!" Chris exclaimed, his happy smile not going anywhere as his eyes scanned Y/N's face.

"I am," She answered and looked at the audience, searching for her mother's appearance. "There she is!" Y/N pointed her finger at her mum once she caught a short glimpse of her.

Chris looked over the audience and his face brightened when he saw his wife sitting there, waving at them a little and mouthing a small 'surprise' to him. He kissed his daughter’s temple and tightened his hold on her.

He really was a happy man.

Some answers are hurtful, it stabs you in your heart and leaves you bleeding. But that’s just the truth. What’s more hurtful is to admit it and accept it. And when you finally do it, it may hurt just less.

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AH OKAY I'M SO HAPPY YOU'RE TAKING ASKS! So, I don't know if you've ever written something that addressed this, but in one of your past pieces (I think it was about Keith saying "daddy" for the first time?) you said that Shiro didn't like to think about Keith's past life... I'm curious! How was Keith's life before Shiro (+Shiro's reaction or whatever you wanna add)? Thank you! :)

Hello! This is the anon from earlier who sent an ask about Keith’s background (Single Dad Shiro au) and I actually stumbled upon one of your old one-shots where you explained it! So feel free to ignore my earlier request if you’d like! :)

Hey there nonny! So here’s a quick little fic just for you! I’m sure you found the ask here, where I talked about Keith’s past life with his mother. It was relatively short and Keith wouldn’t remember any of it but your ask inspired me to write about if Keith found out what his mother had done. So I hope you like it and thanks for submitting your ask and being so kind!

x.V.x

Keith knew his life was better with Shiro.

He also knew that he wouldn’t want to live any other life, than with his daddy.

But that didn’t mean he wasn’t curious about what his life had been like. All he remembered and knew was that Shiro was his father, and that Keith was a Shirogane as long as he could remember. Though, the older Keith got, the more he was curious about his mother. At the age of thirteen, Keith was starting to change and figure out his way in the world. He loved his dad and he always would for as long as he lived but, there was still those questions that burned in the back of Keith’s mind. What had his birth parents been like? Had they been alright? Had they been nice?

Keith could vaguely remember a time when he had been seven-years-old when a woman from Korea had called their house and frightened not only him but also his daddy, and Keith had not been okay with it. Once Keith had learned that it was his birth mother, he’d been even more confused and angry that his daddy was so upset and frightened. He couldn’t believe the nerve of her, and had sworn her out of his life, because Shiro was all that he needed.

All that he wanted.

Except, as Keith got older, he couldn’t get that memory out of his mind. His mother had been alive and still was, meaning she didn’t die. Instead, she must have abandoned Keith as a baby and Keith didn’t know why. Had she known he was to be diagnosed with autism? Did she think he was a problem child?

Dark thoughts such as that flooded through Keith’s mind for months after he first began to rethink about his mother. For months a newfound hatred for the woman grew, and while Keith always considered himself blessed to have Shiro as his father, he was only the more thankful that he lived with Shiro and not his mother. He began to resent and hate the woman that had given life to him, and spent days imagining why she had given up her child and none of the outcomes were positive. Keith was able to keep up with his dark hatred for the woman whom he had never met, but slowly, Keith found the hatred burning out.

Until there was nothing left.

Leaving him colder than before.

Why didn’t she want me? Was she in trouble? For the next few months, Keith imagined that his mother had struggled financially. He imagined that it was only in her best interests to give Keith up for a better life, and that she had specifically chosen Shiro for his kind heart and bravery. He hoped that she had seen Shiro’s bright soul and hopeful smile and fallen in love with the young man from the army, just as Keith had grown to love his daddy over the years. After thirteen-years-old, he still couldn’t get over how lucky he was to have Shiro.

Keith would always love Shiro.

But…

He couldn’t help but wonder.

Eventually, Keith had spoken out about his thoughts at dinner, and he almost wished he hadn’t.

His dad had frozen, still in mid-chew when Keith had asked him about his mother. His eyes were wide and full of raw fear that Keith had only seen a few times before in his life. It was a look that Keith regretted seeing, and despised the fact that it was his fault Shiro felt so afraid. Shiro was silent for a long, long, long time.

He gently put his fork down and swallowed thickly, as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Keith nervous twiddled with the laces to his sweatshirt, feeling Red rub against his leg when he began to swing his legs. The silence etched on and Keith’s anxiety grew.

I shouldn’t have asked. Of course! Why would you ask you loving, caring father who adopted you, about birth parents who should be out of the picture forever? Who does that? Apparently Keith did, and he was regretting it.

“Dad, I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” Keith stammered quietly, only for Shiro to open his eyes with a sigh. When Shiro’s eyes locked onto Keith, he was surprised to find them full of sadness rather than fear and his heart skipped a beat.

“You want to know about your mother?” Shiro finally asked and Keith closed his mouth. He did, he really did. But if it meant  causing his daddy pain, then Keith was ready to let the topic drop. Forever.

“N-No, we don’t have to talk about it.”

“You wouldn’t have brought it up otherwise.” Shiro said softly. Keith blinked. “I’m not mad Keith, please don’t get upset. I could never be mad at you for being curious. You’re old enough and you have every right to know. Do you want to know about your mother?” Keith was hesitant, though he knew his dad would never try to trick him, but he still didn’t want to cause any pain.

“Keith, if you want me to tell you about her, I need you to be the one to ask me. It’s your decision.” Shiro’s eyes had softened and his expression had melted into one of concern and love and Keith wanted to cry. How could he look at me like that, when I’m being selfish?

“Um, yes. I-I would like to learn more about my birth mother.” Keith finally whispered and Shiro nodded quietly.

“Alright. I’ll tell you all I know about her. But can I just ask you one question?” Shiro asked, moving his chair so that he was seated right next to Keith and could grasp one of Keith’s hands in his own. Keith nervously rubbed against Shiro’s hand and swallowed thickly before nodding.

“Why?”

Keith blinked, mouth frozen for a split second. “I’m not sure. It’s not like I want to meet her - not yet at least so please don’t worry about that.” Keith ignored the surprised look on Shiro’s face and continued. “I just - I guess I don’t know anything about her. I don’t know why she left me; I don’t know why she tried to call us all those years ago, and I want to know.” Keith licked his lip, avoiding his dad’s look of concern. He knew if he looked at his dad, he would chicken out and forget about asking. “Was I a bad kid? Did she not love me? Why would she give up her child like that? Was I really that awful?” Keith’s voice broke towards the end, revealing a vulnerable side that was usually firmly locked away from anyone and everyone. Even his own dad sometimes.

It broke Shiro’s heart.

“Keith, no, no. Sweetheart.” Shiro swooped in immediately without a moment’s hesitation and pulled Keith up in his arms. His son was getting a big for hugs, and often reminded Shiro that he was too old for such things, but every now and again he’d remind Shiro of that little quiet boy who loved hugs and would snuggle up against his dad. Right now, that was what Keith needed most.

“Don’t you ever think, for one second, that it was your fault your mom left.” Shiro stated firmly, feeling a deep growl burrow in his chest. Though, his anger was more so directed at said woman than his son; for all the hurt she had involuntarily caused Keith. He could never forgive that. “It was never you. Never.”

“Then what happened?” Keith sniffled.

“Keith,” Shiro sighed but never let go of Keith. Thankfully, Keith didn’t fight the hold on him. “Your mother didn’t exactly leave you. When you were about seven, I was finally allowed your case file and then told the circumstances of your residency at the orphanage. When I finally was able to bring you home from Korea, you were only about six-months-old and you had been in the orphanage for a month. It wasn’t long into your life that I met you, and for that I am blessed to have been apart of your whole life.” Shiro smiled fondly at the memory while Keith managed a small grin.

“However, when I finally looked into your case file, I was - I was deeply upset.” Shiro admitted and Keith swallowed thickly. That can’t be good. “Keith, I, I don’t want to put a bad spin on your image of your mother, but if you must know the truth then I’m not sure that you will like it.”

“I don’t care.” Keith said stubbornly. “I asked and I want to know. Good or bad.”

“Keith,” Shiro whispered. “The reason you ended up in an orphanage was not because your mother left or died, but rather you were removed from your own home. On accounts of negligence and danger to a child.”

Keith almost felt his heart stop and was the world turning?

Keith blinked when he found himself suddenly back upright with his father’s face staring at him worriedly. Shiro’s lips were moving but Keith couldn’t hear anything but muffled noises and a loud ringing in his ears.

Removed? Negligence? Danger?

“Keith? Keith? Sweetheart, can you hear me? Sweetheart, please breath. That’s it, take a deep breath. There you go. Keep breathing.” Shiro’s voice floated into Keith’s ears and he realized that his breathing was shallow and heavy. Quickly he fixed the situation and stared at his dad.

“W-What?”

“Keith, maybe we should stop.”

“NO!” Keith shouted and winced when Shiro stared unimpressed at him. “No, no. I’m okay. You can’t just not tell me after that. Please, I promise I’ll be okay.”

Shiro warily eyed Keith but decided not to protest. “Apparently on several occasions your mother had left you alone in her home. Without any supervision, while she was out. Neighbors would hear you crying for hours upon hours and alerted the police several times when you would stop. Eventually, your mother had left you out in the open near a burning fire, where sparks could have hit you or caught the house on fire, and you were found dehydrated and very malnourished before the police took you into custody and to the orphanage.” Shiro explained softly, constantly watching Keith’s face for any change in expression.

“And my mother?” The tone in Keith’s voice was so wrong. So void of emotion.

“She fled, before police could question her. No one had seen or heard her until she called us six years ago.” Shiro said.

Keith didn’t speak.

He stared blankly at the kitchen table, barely feeling Shiro’s hand run through his hair. Why had he bothered to ask?

“And then I met you.”

Shiro was startled at Keith’s sudden expression, when the boy didn’t speak for several long minutes. He looked down at Keith who was looking at Shiro, looking far more exhausted and older than he was. Shiro’s heart twisted.

“And then you met me.” Shiro couldn’t help but smile. “I remember a black haired baby, with the chubbiest cheeks I had ever seen and little train footed-pajamas. He had the biggest, brightest and bluest eyes I had ever seen and a smile that could stop any rain cloud. I remember a sweet baby boy who would smile at cats and dogs, who hated wearing shoes and would scream any time I tried to bathe him. I remember a little baby who gave me a heart attack the first days I brought him home, because he slept through the night and I remember a little boy who accidentally got lost in our neighborhood late at night. He was a precious boy who I knew I would love with all of my heart and soul for the rest of my life.”

Despite the newfound pain in his chest, Keith felt warmed by Shiro’s words and his love for his father came undone as it always did.

“Keith, I’m sorry that maybe your mother wasn’t what you were hoping for.” Shiro whispered and Keith numbly shook his shoulders.

“I’m okay.” He lied. Shiro stared at Keith and Keith felt his lip wobble. “Really, I’m fine.” Shiro continued to stare and Keith felt tears brimming in his eyes.

“I-I’m fine. I-I’m o-okay. I’m…I’m…I’m not okay.” Keith finally admitted and the flood of tears burst through the dam, leaving bright tracks on Keith’s face and Shiro’s expression softened. He pulled Keith up against his chest, closing his eyes tightly when Keith clutched at his shirt with such desperation. His heart cracked with every sob that came from Keith and his eyes burned with every shudder.

“It’s alright. It’s alright if you’re not okay.” Shiro soothed softly. “You don’t always have to be okay, and I’ll be here to hold you until you are again.”

“Why didn’t she love me?” Keith cried into Shiro’s shirt.

“I don’t know Keith. I’m so sorry.” Shiro said, wishing that he could take every ounce of Keith’s pain away forever. He wished that his son would never have to feel any pain or sadness that this world had to give. He’s been through so much.

“I love you dad. I don’t need her. I only need you.” Keith hiccuped, holding his dad tighter. It was true. While he was upset that his mother had neglected him, unsure how any parent could do that to their child, he was thankful because without her then Keith never would have met his father.

Shiro was the definition of what it meant to be a father, and he proved that family meant more than blood. Keith knew that Shiro loved him. He never made Keith doubt his love for him, unlike Keith’s mother. Shiro would be there for Keith. Now and always, and it would be enough for Keith.

“I love you dad, so, so much.”

#single dad shiro AU #single dad shiro #kiddie!AU #kiddie paladins #voltron legendary defender #kid!Keith #poor kid was just curious #and Shiro knew this day was coming #thanks nonny #this was great to write for this verse again #i missed this AU #I'm sad without it so thank you