#learning to slowly let go of his awful past and his awful excuse of a dad yknow

[claitea]

do you think the fact that its never stated that anthea and concordia's last names are "harmonia gropius" like it is for n and ghetsis is intentional. like it may just be because they're severely underutilized, but n and ghetsis had their names specifically stated in the directors columns and a fan meeting respectively.

n mentions he was given the name harmonia, did ghetsis withold that name from anthea and concordia on purpose? if he did, why? he'd still need them to trust him, so they'd keep raising n in his place. not sharing that name is maybe an effort to distance himself, maybe he only cared about n having that level of trust with him?

#clai speaks #alder trying to fill out government documents for them bc ghetsis never did and finding its a nightmare #''what do you mean you Don't have a last name'' ''fath-- ghetsis didnt give either of us one'' ''n has one??'' ''we're not n i guess'' #ooo do you think n and by extension a&c would change their last name #n holds on to it for a very long time i think. idk if he would ever actually get rid of it but sometimes i think about it #learning to slowly let go of his awful past and his awful excuse of a dad yknow #but also just thematically. the name fits him too well HDUGDHF #cant imagine n being called anything but natural harmonia gropius. its also such a pretty name #i'm getting offtopic. i've never even seen Fans call them ''anthea harmonia'' or whatever its JUST Anthea/Concordia #its just interesting to me that the reveals for n and ghetsis were so deliberate and its radio silence on a&c

[imeanwhynotbruv]

Bedtime boys…

Just because their hunting jake Sully doesn’t mean kids don’t have to go to bed

(Mansk & Ja brothers au)

Summary: much to Spider & Ja’s horror…..it’s bedtime, and Spider learns just what happens when Ja is deprived of a good nights sleep for too long

(Little mad, maybe)

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It was late, ridiculously late, and considering how they hadn’t been getting more than a few hours sleep over the past few days, it was a miracle any of them could stand up.

“It’s bedtime kiddo” Spider hadn’t heard those words in years. People had just left him to his own devices for almost as long as he could remember!

So, to be told ‘it’s bedtime’ ,especially from his not so dead father turned kidnapper, was shocking to say the least.

Spider slowly turned to Quaritch from where he sat on the floor, his face drenched in shock and disgust as he locked eyes with the Recom.

“What?” Spider was sure he hadn’t heard that right, there was no way this Na’vi killing, Pandora hating, terrible, awful, down right dreadful excuse of a father, had just told spider……..that it’s bedtime.

“It’s late kid, time for you to hit the sack” Quaritch quirked and eyebrow, but other than that his face gave no reaction as he crossed his arms.

“You’re joking right?” this was ridiculous, there was no way in hell this man was trying to make Spider go to bed.

“I’m as serious as a bullet to the head. You need to go to bed” Quaritch’s lips broke out into a smirk, his eyes filling with a sudden fondness as Spider groaned and rolled his eyes.

“You can’t be serious!” Spider practically shrieked as he let his body flop onto the ground, his limbs going as limp as a rag doll.

Suddenly a cackle erupted through the night air. All eyes snapped to Ja, who was almost doubled over laughing, his arm was wrapped tightly around his stomach as he used his free hand to wipe away the tears that had begun gathering in his eyes.

“You-you heard the C-Colonel kid! Bedtime!” Ja struggled to force the words passed his lips before he erupted into more maniacal laughter. Ja’s body began to shake with the force of his echoing laughter until he finally collapsed to the floor and practically began rolling in the dirt.

Mansk and the other Recoms all watched on with fond smirks as Ja’s bellowing laughs continued.

“Shut up ass!” Spider snapped, though he would never admit it, he knew the tiredness in his bones left the venom in his words well… lacking.

Ja just continued laughing, only getting louder when he watched Spider fail to stifle a yawn.

“I don’t know what your laughing about, it’s your bedtime too” Lyle grinned as he leaned back against a tree.

Spider smiled evilly as Ja stopped dead in his tracks. He would have laughed himself silly, if he wasn’t suffering from the whiplash of how quickly Ja could go from laughing his guts out to staring Lyle down, like a hungry Ikran that just found wounded pray.

It was like a switch had been flicked. A switch Spider never would have thought existed within someone like Ja.

“Says you egghead” Ja’s normally light a jovial voice was dark and menacing, his appearance bordered on manic as he smiled at Lyle whilst his eyes glazed over.

“Shit, it’s happening, Mansk do something… the little psycho is coming out” Spider heard Fike whisper to Mansk, whilst the words themselves had been lighthearted, Spider could see the way Fike’s eyes would flicker between Ja, who was still staring Lyle down, and Mansk, who simply nodded sagely.

“Ja. Bedtime” Mansk words were clear a crisp, as he stepped towards his little brother.

Suddenly it was like the normal Ja was back.

Ja’s demeanour instantly snapped from ferocious hunter out for blood….to whiny child.

“What! Now away! You can’t make me go to bed! I’m nineteen!” Ja whined as he tuned to face Mansk.

“Not in that body your not! You’re a still a fresh little eighteen year old baby” Z-Dog laughed unhelpfully from her place by the fire.

There went that switch again.

Ja’s face spread into a smile that showed far too many teeth, that were now far sharper and pointier than ever before, to be anything but worrying as he turned to Z-Dog.

“I’m old enough to be given a gun on an alien planet, old enough to have already died” Ja’s voice was ice cold as his words stuck deep, it was a critical hit against all the Recoms and Ja knew it.

Not a single one of them didn’t hold some form of guilt over Ja’s death, guilt that would occasionally rear its ugly head. That was clear enough when all sounds of humour and smiles vanished from everyone’s faces.

Ja’s eyes seemed to take a dark kind of pleasure in that, it made Spider feel sick to his stomach, this was nothing like the Ja he had come to know at all, gone was the happy chatterbox, the goofball sicker lover was nowhere in sight, no this, this was a monster out for blood.

“I was old enough for you to leav-“ Ja began as he turned to Mansk, but his words were quickly cut off when his brother dropped to his knees in front of him.

Mansk pulled Ja’s body tight against his own, digging his hand into the fabric of Ja’s shirt, his other hand pressing Ja’s head against his shoulder.

“It’s okay, it’s bedtime now” Mansk’s words were soft as his fingers began to brush along Ja’s buzz hair.

For a moment it was quiet, a small part of Spider feared that Ja would lash out at his brother, that some kind of fight would breakout and someone would be hurt, but that didn’t happen…..

Instead, Spider watched as Ja’s shaking arms wrapped tightly aground Mansk back. The forest around them grew silent, as if it wanted to give the brothers a moment, when the sound of quiet sniffles suddenly filled the air.

Spider watching in confusion and fear as Mansk began to rock a softly crying Ja in his arms, he had no idea what was happening. Spiders eyes turned to Quaritch, his mouth opens as he was about to ask what the absolute fuck was going on, when he saw the look in the man’s eyes.

Quaritch’s eyes held something within them that Spider couldn’t name, an emotion he had never seen on the man. Quaritch briefly looked to Spider and shook his head. This was not the time.

Spider nodded and said nothing, simply watching on in silence as Mansk rocked his brother to sleep, as Ja’s pitiful sounds faded off into quiet even breaths.

Everyone was quiet as Fike and Lyle helped Mansk balance as he picked a sleeping Ja up into his arms, his deadweight briefly sending Mansk off kilter. Mansk nodded to his friends in thanks before he walked towards where he and Ja had lain their packs down for the night.

Spider watched as everyone began to get themselves ready for sleep, no longer in the mood to stay awake and chat around the fire. Spider watched as Z-Dog angrily kicked out the fire before she was pulled away to be comforted by Lopez. Wainfleet and Fike walked to the further edge of the camp, voices quiet as their eyes would occasionally flicker towards where Mansk and Ja were.

“It’s bedtime kid” This time Spider only nodded at Quaritch’s whispered words, he allowed the man to lead him towards where they would be sleeping without any protest.

After an hour Spider found himself leaning against Quaritch’s side, his tired eyes half lidded as he stared at where Mansk still sat, legs crossed beneath him, one hand holding Ja’s, the other hand gently stroking his hair.

“What..what happened?” Spider asked softly, though a small part of him didn’t really want to know.

Quaritch didn’t answer immediately, his eyes briefly scanning over Mansk still form before he turned to Spider, his eyes looked so tired in that moment before he looked away again.

“Ja’s a tough kid, he’s..He’s been through a lot, but all tough kids gotta crack sometimes….”his voice trailed off slightly.

“with Ja, that only happens when he’s this exhausted. I’ve only seen it a few times… he’ll get like that, mean and angry…he’ll throw everything at you to set you off, to get to you react…fell for it a few times and I’m not proud of that…” Spider watched as Quaritch shook his head, as if the man was trying to shake away the memory.

“he becomes a whole different person when he’s like that. Jumpy and on edge. It’s like he forgets everything and just becomes someone else. Someone who won’t see reason….I’ve only ever seen him calm down when Mansk holds him….”Quaritch hesitated for a moment, as if he wasn’t sure he wanted to tell Spider his next words, as if he wasn’t sure it was his place.

“That kids seen a lot of death in his life…hell he experienced it…from what I’ve seen of him over the years, he’d rather just push his problems down, that’s never the best thing to do anyway….but with Ja?.. he can just keep pushing and pushing…and he won’t stop until his mind isn’t strong enough to keep it all down anymore….then this kind of thing happens” Quaritch’s eyes glazed over as he turned to look at the brothers.

“tonight was an easier one… I’ve seen him fight and claw to get out of his brothers grip.Mansk never lets him. Mansk always wins in the end and Ja just ends up crying himself to sleep…..he won’t properly remember any of this in the morning” Quaritch’s voice was pained as he spoke, as if someone was pushing against an old wound. If Spider hadn’t been so tired, he would’ve been more caught off guard.

The two were quiet once again as they watched Mansk finally lay down next too his brother.

“But wh-“ a yawn cut Spider off.

“Shushh kid, talk more in the morning” Quaritch pulled Spiders tired body closer to him.

“It’s bedtime now” Spider fell asleep quickly after that, nuzzled into Quaritch’s side as a protective arm wrapped around him.

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This turned out nothing like I’d planned…i was just gonna have some teasing or something…but this came out instead

I must be more tired than I though 😅

I might try writing this again with the fluffy version if anyone is interested or if I just feel like it idk

I’ll do some fluffy stuff again soon so don’t worry about that!

Well I hope you enjoyed this anyway.

#RecomBrotherMine #avatar 2 #recom ja #recom mansk #spider socorro #recom quaritch #z dog #mansk and ja are brothers bc why not #avatar twow #recom lyle wainfleet

[a1307s]

Take Me From You #2

(Jason Todd)

[Art is not mine! Credit: M00n_Slippers]

Requested By: Myself

Keys:

Y/N - Your Name

L/N - Last Name

Word Count: 1,376

Warning and/or Pre-notes:

Definitely isn't as good as the first part

Funeral

Mentions of death

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     The old manor is filled to the brim with people, all dressed in black. I've quickly learned to hate the color. Black is so dark, so threatening, so... empty. The feeling of the black fabric rubbing against me makes my skin crawl. I would have given Mr. Wayne anything in the world if he would have excused me from wearing the awful color today.

     Cameras flash as I start walking down the marble staircase. The same staircase Jason rushed me up a week ago. The same staircase that leads to the same bedroom Jason sleeps - slept - in.

     The posters were still hanging on his door when I walked past it. Alfred urged me to change in Jason's room saying that I'd be more comfortable in it. Saying that it would help me with my grief. I choose not to change in my boyfriend's old room. It would hurt too much. Seeing all his things, his scent filling my nose, feeling the warmth that always washes over me when I know he's close.

     "Miss L/N! How are you dealing with your grief? Is Bruce Wayne still going to be in your life after the burial of your long term boyfriend? How do you feel toward the joker for killing Jason Todd? Did Mr. Todd leave anything to you?" Questions come from all directions as I slowly descend down the stairway. Unlike last week I can't hear the pitter patter of my shoes hitting the material.

     When I step off the last step the room explodes into a lightning storm of camera flashes. Every news crew and paper reporter has shown up today to see how the famous Bruce Wayne will grieve for his lost son and because of my connection to Mr. Wayne through that lost son, I'm stuck dealing with the same publicity. I will say I am grateful that most of that attention will be aimed towards Bruce and Richard.

     Richard gently waved me over to stand next to him. Bruce stands tall in between Alfred and Richard, refusing to let the public see him fall apart, even at Jason's funeral. I brush off Richard's signal and decide to walk around the grown men and take a firm standing next to Alfred. Alfred, the only god damn person in this aging house that actually loved Jason. Richard leans back, shielding his face from the people in front of us. I can feel him glaring at the side of my head but I ignore it.

     "Miss L/N!" Comes the voice of all the people in front of me. I stand firm in my spot, my eyes focusing forward as I try to blink the tears away. "How do you plan to move on in your life now that Jason Todd is dead?" A voice comes from the crowd.

     I'm not exactly sure who asked the question, so I do my best to look in the direction of the question. As I open my mouth the room goes silent. "I'm not sure," I answer truthfully, finally letting a tear slide down my face. "I never imagined my life without Jason and I never wanted to. Jason was - and alway will be - my soulmate. No matter how well a partner later on in my life treats me, I'll always compare them to Jason because..." I take a moment to steady my breathing and blink away the welling of tears that are making it hard to see. "Because Jason really did love me and I'll always love him."

     The room explodes from my answer. A hundred more questions are asked and a thousand more photos are taken. Richard and Bruce take over the discussion with the paprizza, occasionally throwing a question or leaving an opening for a memory that they want me to fill in.

     When Bruce has finally had enough questions he excuses us, waving for security to clear a pathway to the door so we can leave. Security does as they're told and soon enough we're all tucked away in the limo with Alfred behind the wheel.

     "That was a good answer...for the paparazzi," Richard says, following it with an awkward cough.

     "It wasn't a scripted answer, it was the truth," I hiss at Bruce's beneficiary before turning my head towards the window. I start gnawing at the inside of my cheek, hoping the men in front of me will leave the car ride silent. They don't.

     "You look nice in your dress," Bruce tries carefully.

     "Thanks, I didn't plan on wearing it to my boyfriend's funeral but seems you had other plans," I spill out, hatred laced in my words as I send Mr. Wayne a sarcastic smile.

     "Alright," Richard says to try and cut the tension. It doesn't work. The rest of the ride to the cemetery is silent, at least until we pull into the driveway. "We do appreciate you coming," Richard says as I swing open the car door.

     I stop in my tracks, the door hangs open and one leg out of the door. "I didn't go for you guys. If I would have missed Jay's funeral I wouldn't be able to live with myself," I correct Richard, finishing to climb out of the door.

     I make sure to slam the door hard and right in Bruce's face before I walk towards the graveyard. I'm about two steps into the wet grass when I decide to slide off my heels and leave them on the aging road. For the first time today the men do something right. They both stand outside the car, leaving me to walk up to say goodbye alone.

     I make sure not to waste my time, taking quick steps towards Jason's coffin. Right as my hand slides over the shiny wood of his coffin a camera flash goes off. "The paperize are here, Babe," I whisper towards the coffin. The wood feels smooth and waxy under my touch. "I'm going to miss you," I mumble, laying my head on the coffin and closing my eyes.

     I stay like that, laying with Jason one less time, until Alfred walks up and touches my shoulder. "It's time Miss Y/N," He says gently, wrapping his arms around mine and gently pulling me away.

     "Alfred, I-" I whisper, my eyes starting to get foggy.

     "I'm going to miss him too," The old man says, cutting me off so I don't have to say the words. A flood of tears wash down my face as I turn around and hug Alfred, my head buried in his chest. Alfred runs his hand through my hair and softly hums to me. We stay like this through the memorial and the lowering of his coffin.

     Alfred doesn't let go of me until it's time to start covering the coffin. Richard waves me up first, and this time I listen. I take small steps forward, feeling the grass flatten under my weight. The dirt is damp and crumbly when I reach my hand into the pile and scoop up a handful. I make sure to take longer than needed as I walk over to the hole that my soulmate will be buried in until the end of time. The dirt feels heavy in my hand as I let it slip through my fingers and cover Jason's eternal bed.

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     The car ride home is silent other than Richard's anxious shuffling. Bruce is stone cold as he looks forward into the one way glass. They both leave me to think as I look outside the car window.

     The sky is clear for the first time in months. Not a single rain cloud is anywhere to be seen. The sky is beautiful with different dancing  colors. Blues and pinks twirl around each other towards the top of the sky. A dark red and submissive orange dance under them.

     "You make a beautiful sunset, Jay," I mumble, pressing my fingerprints against the cold glass. "Please come visit me again soon," I plead with the sky as it slowly rotates, starting to hide away the light colors with the unforgivable red. A dark red cardinal flies past the car, giving me my answer. Yes I can almost hear Jason say as the bird disappears from my sight.

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#jason todd oneshot #jason todd #Redhood #Redhood oneshot #dc comics #dc oneshot #jason todd x reader #redhood x reader

[lustrousgh0st]

Hallway

~🖤🔞🖤~ Sanemi x reader 

~{ Anal, degrading, potty mouth Sanemi, semi-public sex, Sanemi is a big bully, domination, oral, manhandling, unprotected sex}~

‼️Minors dni! NSFW under the cut‼️ —————————————————————————— “Oi!”

A booming voice shouted from behind you, it made you jump a little and you turned to see Sanemi stomping back towards you. The permanent look of displeasure on his face was even stronger than usual and you wondered what the hell you could have done in the last 10 seconds after walking past him to piss him off.

Your heart thumped hard as he approached you, making you back up into the hallway wall, he stoped just a few inches away, glaring down with annoyance “the hells your problem?” He spat and you blinked confused “what?” You asked, clearly lost “What?” he mocked back. Sanemi clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, of course you’re too fucking dumb to know what you’d done. “What’s your problem with me?” He scowled, slamming his fist against the wall next to your head, a gust of air washing over you from the force “you should greet someone when you walk past em ya know!” He continued and you raised a brow, that’s what he was so pissed over? Because you didn’t say hi in the hallway??

“Do you think you’re better than me? Huh? Too good to great me?!”

He growled, leaning down to face level, dark eyes baring into your soul. You put your hands up defensively and turned your head down slightly to try increase the gap between your faces “o-of course not!” You felt so small, so intimidated sandwiched between a concrete wall and a wall of angry hashira. Your eyes fell to a scarred chest, shirt wide open to his lower stomach, the faint smell of sweat and musk coming from him and suddenly your cheeks began to burn.

“You should learn some manners”

he said with a scoff, spare hand coming to grip your face around the jaw and you squeaked as he forced your eyes back to him “pay attention when you’re being spoken to!”. You tried your best to avoid his searing gaze but with your face pined in one spot it was proving difficult “s-sorry” you don’t really know why you’re apologising but it’s all that would come out. Sanemi suddenly started chuckling which soon erupted into a full blown laugh “no fucking way!” His hand left your jaw to cover his face as he laughed in yours “are you fucking blushing right now?!” Oh shit, he’d noticed and now you were blushing even more “no! I’m just-“ “just nothing! You’re blushing and it’s fucking obvious oh my god I should have known” he cut you off before you could explain…or actually make up an excuse.

Both his hands now caged you in between him, a vicious grin plastered on his lips “does this turn you on?“ he growled and you swallowed hard, you couldn’t say no, you couldn’t really say much at all. You’d had a burning crush on him since day one and this was probably one of the first times being so close to him, your brain was having a hard time managing your emotions let alone formulating words. You shook your head but Sanemi wasn’t buying it

“liar”

he whispered, suddenly grabbing you by the wrist and swinging you around so that he was against the wall “seams as you’re enjoying this so much….” the sound of his belt being undone had your head snapping down to his waist “you can make yourself useful for once” he continued, grabbing you by the hair and forcing you to the ground.

Your knees hit the hard floor as you came face to face with his crotch “w-wait sanemi?!” You struggled against his grip “what? Ya think I’m gonna stop?” He laughed finally freeing his cock. Your brain going blank as you saw the thing in his hand, no longer than average but a girth that was almost inhuman, his own hand barely reaching around it. Sanemi stroked himself slowly as he watched the awe on your face while you looked at his cock, it filled him with a strong sense of pride “we-we’re in the hallway…anyone could come” you perked up, worry lacing your voice and turning your head away when he poked the velvety head against your cheek.

Sanemi huffed in amusement “ya think I give a fuck? Maybe you’ll learn some manners this way huh?” He got a firmer grip on your hair and turned you back to him, forcing his fat cock against your lips and slapping it against you, slick pre cum spreading like a lewd lipstick over your puffed lips. You opened your mouth slightly, sticking your tongue out just a way past your bottom lip, reluctantly taking him on your tongue.

Sanemi sighed at the contact but the gentle kitten licks you were giving only rilled him up more “tsk..you’re worried about being caught in the hallway but at this rate you won’t get me to cum for an hour!” He groaned and pushed himself into your mouth deeper with force, his thickness spreading your jaw to it’s limit. You moaned around him in shock as he invaded your mouth, fat head bumping the back of your tongue. You blinked away the beginning of tears and began moving up and down, feeling the veins along his cock against your lips.

Sanemi rolled his hips off the wall along with your movements, his head lolling back against the wall in pleasure as he took in the feeling of your soft tongue against him. “Shit..that’s more like it” he smirked and loosened his grip on your hair as you began to take over, loosing your sense of anxiety and reluctance in favour of working more moans out of the man. The sun was setting now and casting a warm hue over you both, Sanemi’s face highlighted in the golden hour glow. You suddenly took in as much of him as you could, his tip reaching down your throat and you held it there until you gagged, constricting around the most sensitive part of his cock which had him fisting the fabric of his pants.

You let him fuck your throat for a moment before pulling off him and gasping a breath, his eyes were dark and lidded now. A drop of pre cum oozed from him which you eagerly lapped up, his cock jumping at the returned touch “fuckk” he drawled before picking you up from the floor. He swiftly swung you over his shoulder and kicked open the door next to you both, it was a store cupboard with a few folded futons, a table and some shelves with boxes and spare items. The door slammed behind you both making you jump, Sanemi dropped you onto the table with him between your legs before he gripped your face once again and crashed his lips with yours, ending it with a firm bite of your bottom lip. Your shirt was ripped open abruptly before your bra was pulled down exposing yourself to him, Sanemi was using your body for his own pleasure, fondling you any way he wanted, leaving bite marks and hickies in his path, pulling your clothing away when it got in his way.

Your panties were soaked at this point, having touched everywhere but the one spot you wanted most, any faint rub against your core sending flutters through you. As he played with your tits you tried to grind against his waist, feeling his member flexing below you and filling you with desperate need “the hell are you doing?” He chastised “don’t be so impatient bitch, you’ll get what you’re given and be happy for it” he slapped the inside of your thigh hard, practically making you scream from the sting. He flipped your skirt up to eye your underwear which was basically dripping with wetness from the large wet patch on your centre and he laughed at the sight

“Jesus do you have any dignity? Soaking yourself like this just from sucking my cock? What a fucking slut”

His condescending tone had your ears burning to the tips “I bet ya think I’m gonna fuck you don’t ya?” He asked snidely, laughing when your expression turned to confusion “awwh don’t look at me like that, you should be grateful I’m even touching you”. He flipped you over and pushed you down against the desk, your ass presented to him over the edge. He slapped the flesh hard before pulling your panties from you, a string of slick following the fabric “here’s what I’m gonna do” he bent over and spoke into your ear as he stroked his cock between your wet lips.

“I’m gonna get my cock nice and wet from your desperate little cunt and then I’m gonna stick it in your ass and fuck it. You’re gonna make me feel real good as an apology for being such a disrespectful bitch and you’ll be happy I’m even giving you my cock”

his words sent a flourish of excitement to your core making you clench around nothing “o…okay” you mumbled “good girl” Sanemi purred and slapped his length against your clit, making you jump at the harsh touch each time. Once he was satisfied his cock was wet enough he gripped your ass and spread you, exposing everything to him which made you bury your face in your arms. He hummed in approval before spitting on your hole and rubbing it around with his cock head, you were suddenly getting cold feet as the reality set in…he said he was gonna fuck your ass? You’d never done that before and now with him prodding at your entrance you didn’t know if you could.

You wiggled uncomfortably when he started pressing inside “keep still or I won’t go easy on you!” He held you still with one hand on your lower back, his length now just pushing past your tightness, it kinda stung, the tight stretching sensation making your thighs squeeze together. “Hmm t-that hurts” you whimpered but he ignored you, pushing more until his tip was now inside, exhaling hard when you squeezed around him “fuuckk so fucking tight for me” Your feet squirmed together as you fidgeted while you became accustomed to the feeling, you were feeling inpatient at his slow pace, just wanting the stretching feeling to be over.

Behind the feeling of being split on his cock was a swelling pleasure, a feeling of fullness deep inside that you wanted to chase so bad. You pushed yourself down more on his length before Sanemi was prepared, making him moan sinfully “h-holly fucking shit” he covered his mouth to stifle his moans, he didn’t want you thinking you had any power over him but shit did that feel good. The tightness of your ass was almost unbearable and he was honestly worried he might cum in a pathetic record time. He slammed his palms either side of your hips and pinned you down with his body “now who the fuck said you could do that?” He scolded while he pushed more in making you moan so loud he had to cover your mouth himself.

“Slut..getting so drunk on my cock up your ass?”

He was almost to the hilt now, his hand gripped tightly around your mouth as more moans rolled in your throat

“Jesus maybe one day you’ll make a mediocre corpse member but you’ll always be a cock loving whore right? Maybe you should just quit, become my personal fuck toy…shit that’d be nice huh? You’d never have to think about anything again other than using this perfect little hole to please me whenever I ask..sounds good right?”

He went on, maybe he was talking so much to distract from the tightness in his crotch that threatened to spill the second he moved in you. You nodded to his word’s dumbly, absentmindedly agreeing to whatever he said as all that swirled in your mind was how full you felt deep inside you, how he sat heavy in your walls and occasionally twitched. He gave a testing roll of his hips which made you both moan in unison, Sanemi sinking his teeth hard into your shoulder, he could feel how your pussy’s wetness was dripping down your thighs and his balls.

After a moment the coil in his stomach had died down just enough for him to slowly start fucking into you “aren’t you lucky? Having a hashira fuck your ass? You should be thanking me!” He proudly smiled watching the way your hole sucked him in when he moved. Hot tears pooled in your eyes and your hands gripped the ledge of the desk in front of you “t-thank you! Thank..you Sanemi, I’m so lucky” you said lecherously, your body jerking with each smack of his hips into yours. The feeling of him in your ass was so different to anything else you’d felt, it was making your pussy sop with slick and your clit throb with want, you reached down to play with yourself but your hand was quickly snatched back and slammed down “ah ah what the fuck did I say? This is for me! As an apology, you don’t get to touch yourself..if ya wanna cum you’ll have to do it from my cock alone! Too bad if not”. You whined in protest and looked at Sanemi over your shoulder, flashing him an innocent expression which made him slow down and glare at the adorable look on your face, it made his nose scrunch in annoyance.

He snapped his hips into you harshly, pushing you right against the ledge of the desk to the point your feet could barely touch the floor anymore. “Don’t fucking look at me like that you little bitch” he resumed the bruising pace with sweat that dripped down to his chin, you moaned into your palms when you realised your clit was now being bumped against the desk. Your eyes rolled into your head as you finally got the stimulation you wanted, it was harsh but you were so sensitive it was doing the job so you chased it. Your legs beginning to shake uncontrollably and you felt it getting closer, every time your pussy clenched so did your ass around his cock which drove him fucking insane. His balls were feeling so tender at this point, on the cusp of spilling any moment “Sanemi…feels so…so good, your cock in my ass is amazing..t-thank you thank you!” you unconsciously drawled, high on lust.

“H-holy shit..you’re gon make me bust if you talk filth like that”

he growled, hunching over you, making his movements more like slow deep humps than actual thrusts. Your clit was being gently dragged against the ledge drawing you to the very edge  “f-fuuck I’m-im gonna cum” you mumbled “shit yeah? Me too, crap you feel so fucking good” he clawed at the desk. You soon shuddered and practically screamed out a choked moan when your pussy clenched around nothing, slick dribbling down to his balls which were tightening with his own impending orgasm.

He gripped your hip hard as his hips jerked harshly with every twitch of his dick that was spilling white deep into your hole, his jaw hanging open in silent choked out whines. You could feel it, feel his cum settling in you and the way his cock was continuing to twitch, Sanemi finally let out a low groan as the final globs emptied from him. He panted hard over you as you both rested from your highs, he felt himself blushing pretty hard as it all settled in and he saw your face blissed out and exhausted below him.

He pulled back, seeing his own liquid seeping around his cock and he bit his lip before pulling out, watching your legs trembling under your weight. The view of you bent over the desk with your ass on display, little abused hole twitching around nothing it could have been enough to make him hard again if he wasn’t so spent.

#sanemi shinaguzawa #sanemi smut #sanemi x y/n #sanemi thirst #sanemi x reader #kny smut #kny men #kny sanemi #kny x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer smut #demon slayer sanemi #kimetsu no yaiba #smut writers #smut blog #dk smut

[bluiex]

sorry this took so long, look at the bottom text for more info here finally is some clockers mafia au, im still very brainrotted about the clockers but it’s summer and i’ve become a potato lmao

possible TWs for child loss, cannibalism, child abuse/neglect/abandonment, death/murder, tag if you think i missed anything important!

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Cleo’s not had an easy life, she knows that. She grew up dirt poor, she never got what she wanted because she couldn’t afford it. She got to comfortable with her streak of luck. She joined a local mafia at 15 and slowly rose up the ranks till she could practically make her own, which is what she planned on. Then her dream came true, she got pregnant. It was her dream to raise a family, give her children everything she couldn’t have when she was younger. But the world was cruel.

They walked through town numbly, they had been in the wrong place in the wrong time and had been exposed to something awful. Their skin had partially rotten and exposed bone in some spots. Their heart no longer beat, the doctors saved her sure, but they couldn’t save their baby. And due to their undead state, they could never have children as well.

The sky reflected her mood. It was dark and gray, showing that showers would soon spill. Some people in the streets showed fear at her zombified state and other showed compassion as they knew she was pregnant before the accident.

They were walking past the window of a hat shop when they felt the slightest shift of their back pocket where they kept their wallet. They instantly snapped up, they would not let their wallet be stolen it had the only ultrasound photo they owned.

She snapped around and saw a slight blur or white hair disappear around a corner to an alley. She silently crept around and peaked in, expecting a petty thief or a rival mafia but what she saw shocked her instead.

It was a small child, couldn’t have been more then 7. He was thin and malnourished, with a birthmark around one of his eyes making it look like he had a permanent black eye. His hair was white and choppy, his skin tanned and eyes a very dark brown. He was looking down through the money in the wallet counting it.

They fully stepped into view of the alley and cleared their throat in order to get his attention. His head quickly rising up fear apparent in his eyes. He started walking backwards arms in front of him trying to sputter out an excuse. Cleo felt awful, he was so young and frail, he shouldn’t have to steal to survive.

“Hey, hey, calm down, hand me back my wallet and I’ll buy you lunch alright? We’ll just talk, just give me back my wallet kid,” she said, careful to not spook him. She had her arm extended with her palm up so he could put the wallet there. He stopped walking and looked back and forth between her hand and the wallet.

He took a tentative step towards them and they stayed as still as they could so he wouldn’t be scared. They felt a bit bad for treating them like an animal but they didn’t know what else to do.

Slowly but surely the child moseyed over and carefully placed the wallet back in her hand. Cleo smiles gently at the boy and checked to make sure the picture was still in her wallet. Upon seeing it she sighed in relief snd held it to her still heart.

“Alright buddy, how about we go to the diner, they’ve got a little bit of everything,” they suggested holding their hand out for him to grab other hand putting their wallet with the photo safely away in their pocket again. The boy nodded eyes lighting up as he softly gripped their hand. The feeling of a young child holding their hand and trusting them made them almost start crying.

They both made it to the diner, on the way she learned his name was Bdubs, but she decided to wait till they sat down to ask him anymore questions. They walked in and the hostess told them to sit anywhere. Cleo decided the best spot would be a booth in the corner, it was well lit but allowed for some air of privacy. The menus were already on the table so she picked hers up just to not make the kid feel uncomfortable, she already knew what she wanted.

“You know how to read right?” They asked suddenly realizing he might not.

Bdubs scoffed and crossed his arms “Of course I do, I’m 9!” he responded in an adorable annoyed voice.

Cleo gasped and said “Your 9? I thought you were like 7!”

“Nope! 9! Nine-o!” He says proudly.

“You realize that means 90 right?” She asks an amused smile on her face as his falls.

“I said I knew how to read not that I was good at math…” Bdubs grumbled as Cleo noticed a waitress coming over with a little note pad.

“Welcome to Fre- oh my goodness Cleo! I almost didn’t… recognize you… Cleo what in the world happened?!” The waitress said trailing off before bursting out in question. They shrunk back mood suddenly darkening some before saying “I was in the wrong place, wrong time, doctors saved me but now I’m, well a zombie,” they said looking away in shame.

“Oh my goodness thats awful! I can’t ima- wait,” there it was. “What happened to her?” The waitress asked eyes suddenly fulling with horror and a bit of pity.

“Who’s ’her’?” Bdubs asked looking between the two confusedly. The waitress looked a little surprised by him, as though she didn’t realize he was there but then quickly turned back to Cleo.

“…I was pregnant and when I turned I lost her, my little girl… I never even got to meet her…” Cleo took a shaky breath in, it still hurt to even think about let alone speak about. “And now because I’m undead, I can’t get pregnant ever again…” she felt a cold tear drip down her equally cold cheek. Her hands shook the menu they held, and you could hear a light rattling from the salt and pepper shakers on the table.

“I’m so sorry again, I know it won’t make up for it but I can pay for your meal?” She asked putting her hand on Cleo’s shoulder gently.

“No, I told the kid I’d pay for him so I’m going to pay for him, plus I know you’ve been saving for over a year now to go on that vacation, you make way less then I do,” Cleo replied giving her a sad smile. “Speaking of, kid what do you want to drink?”

Bdubs looked back at the menu uncertainty and mumbled out “Just a water.”

“That won’t do now will it, what do you actually want Bdubs? How about a milkshake?” Cleo prompted making him light up with hope.

“Can I get a strawberry shake?” He asked face full of happiness that made Cleo’s sadness melt away.

“Of course, and I’ll get my usual unsweetened ice tea,” They said turning back towards the waitress who quickly scribbled it down before rushing off to tell the chefs.

“Alright, so you’re name is Bdubs and your 9, what else? Do you have any parents slash guardians or are you an orphan?” Cleo prompted sitting back in the booth crossing her arms as Bdubs looked up at her from behind the menu.

“I’ve been by myself for a bit now, I don’t know how long though,” he answered almost shamefully.

“I’m guessing that means you don’t have a home, where do you sleep?” Cleo asked leaning forward again propping themselves up by their crossed arms on the table.

“Box, its got a pillow I found behind a home goods, but most pillows places throw them out they slash first so it’s kinda dirty and feels permanently damp cause i don’t have a replacement,” he explained looking away a bit ashamedly.

Cleo mumbled to herself about needing to ‘chat’ with them about that before saying “Well,” she turned her face gentle and caring as Bdubs looked back at her face soft with his childish curiosity and innocence. “I could give you a place to stay, living with me, you’d be free from the streets, have food, shelter, water, ect, BUT before you agree you need to know the danger,” Cleo continued before quieting down as the waitress came back over with their drinks. Cleo watched as Bdubs lit up as he sipped the milkshake a savored the sweet taste.

“What danger? You got a rabid dog army or something?” he joked between sips of his milkshake.

“Are you aware what the mafia is? You might also know it as a mob or gang,” they asked squeezing the lemon on their cup into their iced tea.

“Oh yeah! I used to watch a show that had the mafia, they like beat people up and take money right?” Bdubs said innocently.

“They do more but thats the gist, you aren’t aware clearly but there is a mafia in this town and I’m one of the highest members in it, if you lived with me, you’d be agreeing to have a permanent target on your back, letting me teach you how to use knifes and guns, probably needing to accompany me to ‘meetings’, I will let you live with me and raise you but you would still be in danger likely the rest of your life,” Cleo explained slowly letting Bdubs soak it all in, his face was blank and she explained.

“But you would protect me?”

Cleo hesitated, glancing down at her stomach then up at the young boy in front of her “Yes, with my life.”

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“Cleoooooo!” Bdubs called out drawing out the word.

“Yeah Bdubs? I’m getting changed!” Cleo called back from inside their room on the second story of their house.

“You promised me you’d take me to the pizza place with the good garlic bread this weekend! Well its Sunday, so we better get that pizza!” He called back huffing at Cleo forgetting about that.

“Oh but bud there were some people I needed to go see, haven’t paid their dues in like a month, boss is getting angry,” Cleo replied opening her door and heading n down the stairs to the living room where Bdubs sat arms crossed.

“You said this week, last week, just let me come with you then we can get pizza after!” He said with an air of finality to his voice.

Cleo sighed kneeling down to put their shoes on “It’s one that might get violent, you sure?”

“Yes. I want pizza,” Bdubs answered standing up from the couch and walking towards Cleo.

“Alright, let’s go, they have a kid a bit older then you actually, maybe while we chat you can chat with him, I think he’s homeschooled though,” She informed grabbing Bdubs hand walking them out.

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“Come on open up, your just making it harder for yourself we just want our money,” Cleo said knocking on the door as Bdubs stood behind her looking around bored, he’d been to many houses and apartments during his year of living with Cleo, they all start looking so bland.

“Ugh that’s it I’m coming in,” they said trying for the door handle and predictably, it was locked. “Kid, can you grab my clock?”

When Cleo first took him in he mentioned this golden pocket watch he had always seen in a shop window and always wanted but of course could never even come close to the amount it cost. At that Cleo that night went out and got them matching ones. Cleo then ‘spruced up’ hers so that it had a compartment with a lock pick in it so whenever she needed it she’d have a completely non-suspicious place she kept one. Bdubs thought it was brilliant.

He reached into his pocket where Cleo requested he keep it and handed it to them, watching as they skillfully picked it as though it was the key.

“Alright I’m coming in lets keep this peaceful,” She announced walking in with Bdubs in tow. They got to the end of the entryway and right as they reached the doorway leading into what Bdubs assumed was the living room Cleo’s arm shot out to try and block Bdubs view as she screamed “Don’t look!” But it barely covered his face and his own curiosity got to him, so he looked around it.

Laying on the floor surrounded by a puddle of dark red and gore was two people. Adults, clearly the people that owed his mo- Cleo’s people money. But they were covered in the same dried red, and were missing large chunks of their bodies, as well as desperate claw and bite marks.

Then Bdubs looked up slightly and saw, him. It was a kid, only a few years older then him. He was standing behind the bodies looking terrified, but not of the bodies, of Cleo. His hair was brown and messy, his body littered with small scars that were covered currently by the same red, on his hands and his mouth. Then most curiously his ears had a point to them, the tips of his clawed fingers seemed to glow blue slightly, and he had frail torn up looking light blue transparent wings behind him.

“Oh my gods… kid, did you do this? Are you a vex hybrid?” Cleo cautiously asked, Bdubs didn’t know what a vex was but he was more then a bit scared.

“Okay… okay, this is your parents right?” The boy nodded slightly. “Okay, so you did this to them? You ate them?”

“….starving.”

“Huh? What did you say?”

“They were starving me, I begged for food but they would just hit me and lock me in my room, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I ate,” the boy said, taking long pauses at different points his clear fear fading slightly as he spoke.

Bdubs watched as Cleo’s hand in front of him balled up into a first shaking at how tightly they were clenched. They took a shaky breath to settle themself before speaking again.

“Alright, alright… first off, whats your name kid?”

“…Scar.”

“Okay Scar, this is a bad situation, if the police find you like this, you are going to be arrested, hell possibly even killed, but I think I know how to save you, you just have to agree to come with me and do exactly what I tell you, from there you can live with me. I don’t want a kid going to prison, especially because your only crime was awful parents, will you trust me Scar?” Cleo said cautiously, tenderly reaching her hand out as an invitation. If theres one thing Bdubs learned during his time living with Cleo it’s that if possible she will never involve kids in crimes or violence, she’s always super hesitant to let him even pickpocket someone that they need to take something from even when she’s trained him perfectly.

“Trust me Scar, she’s really kind, tries to avoid wrapping me up with her job, protects me whenever she can, never hits, starves, yells, you’ll be safe, she can protect you,” Bdubs said reassuringly figuring he would trust him more as he was around his age.

“Alright, I’ll go with you, what’s your guy’s names?” Scar said hesitantly taking Cleo’s hand swallowing nervously.

“I’m Bdubs, shes Cleo, welcome to the clockers family!”

“The cockers?”

“CLOCKERS!” Cleo screamed in surprise causing him to flinch a little before he giggled.

Suddenly they became serious, “Okay kid, we need to thoroughly wash around your mouth and inside, remove your finger prints from anything incriminating mess up a closet like you were hiding in it, then follow what I tell you, we have a short time span for this.”

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Bdubs gripped Cleo’s hand worriedly as she took a deep breath grabbing the doorknob turning it and opening it before waiting about two seconds and as loudly and blood curdling as she could screaming turning and clutching Bdubs.

Very quickly neighbors ran out to see what happened and she started screaming to call the police, that they were dead, blood was everywhere, it’s awful, ETC. They played their part beautifully, sobbing and clutching Bdubs who tried his best to act terrified and crying, the police quickly came and ‘discovered’ Scar hiding in the closet, he followed what Cleo told him to do and the police were none the wiser, they also lied about what had happened, claiming he and Scar had a play date set up but had to be rescheduled due to work and when they came they found them dead on the floor, no clue as to what/who had caused it.

Eventually the police agreed to let Scar go with them as he had no other documented family and was ‘clearly traumatized’ they returned to their home and all breathed a big sigh of relief.

“I’ve never had to lie that much in such a short amount of time jeez, alright, I need to talk to the boss about this Bdubs show Scar around, get him settled, pull out the extra mattress, we can work everything out later.” She said patting Bdubs on the head with a tired but sincere smile walking off.

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screw it this is going to take forever im making a fanfiction so have this, might expand some of this to make like the first two chapters but i feel bad it’s took so long

have a good day bluie and anons i have a headache im going to go stare at the ceiling

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AAAAAH LOAF THIS IS SO WONDERFUL. I LOVE THEIR BACKSTORIES also take all the time you need dude please don't rush yourself or feel the need that you have to get this done anytime soon- we cna all wait!

#bluie gets an ask poggers #long post #clockers mafia au #ficlet #tw mention of child abuse

[ohboi]

The Rental AU: M-May I please have the Rent?

CW: naughty words, addiction discussion, anxiety attack mentions

"Ok, let's get started. How are you feeling today?"

The man fidgeted in the chair. "Not too great", he replied. "It's been...a long day."

Sei flipped to a blank page in their notebook. "Tell me about it."

"It was a stressful day at work and... damn, I feel ashamed to say this..."

"Don't be", Sei reassured the man. "You have a safe space here."

This calmed the man down significantly, and he continued his confession.

"I almost went back to the bottle."

"Key word, almost", Sei retorted.

"But it's been so long, I feel like I shouldn't even have the urges anymore..."

"How long had you been addicted to alcohol?"

The man pauses. "Seven years."

"Exactly, and you've been having to un-learn a habit that you've formed for seven years. That's not linear. It takes time. The fact that you resisted shows that you are healing significantly well."

Sei's words lightened the man's countenance. "You're... you're right. I didn't think of it that way." A small chuckle escapes him. "You always know what to say, I really appreciate that."

"You're doing well, keep up the good work."

"Thank you."

/ / / /

"I wonder what Ado has planned for the weekend," Akira thought as a rang the doorbell to the rental.

"I'll get it", He heard someone inside of the house declare. It was Feral, who warmly greeted him with a smile when he opened the door.

"Oh hi, come in!" Feral said, ushering in Akira. "I assume you're here for the rent. Caf?"

"Yes, and yes," Akira replied, sitting at the kitchen bar. As Feral began pouring them both a cup of caf, Akira noticed Hunter staring at him by the sink. Akira felt his face growing hot again under Huhter's glare. He looked away, hoping that Hunter didn't notice.

"Here you go" Feral said as he handed Akira's cup of caf to him, then he opened one of the drawers under the kitchen counter and pulled out a small box containing the monthly rent. "And here you go", he said setting the box near where Akira sat.

"Thank you," Akira said, taking the box. He could still feel Hunter staring at him not-so-subtly. "How is everything holding up so far?" he asks Feral in an attempt to cut the rising anxiety he felt.

"It's a really nice place!" Feral declares, sitting at the bar next to Akira. "I love the patio in the backyard! It's a comfortable place to sit in morning."

However, Akira was having trouble focusing on his conversation with Feral due to the glaring eyes that bore through to his soul.

"Yeah, I liked that about it too!" Akira replied, trying to ignore the Hunter's glare. "So, what made you three move into the neighborhood?"

"I gotta' say, it was the closest place to our job that wasn't directly in the city, although I wouldn't have minded the city life....", Feral starts, but his words slowly blur to Akira as his anxiety continue to rise. He accidentally interrupted Feral with the excuse of having some "errands to run" and left the house. As he left, he noticed Feral looking out the window confused. He felt awful for just standing up and leaving so quickly, but his brother's gaze was too much to bear.

After driving out of eyesight, he pulled over to catch his breath. He felt panicked, and he was almost hyperventilating. However, as a former nurse, he knew how to calm himself. "Why did he look at me like that?", Akira thought. This wasn't the first time he had done this either, every time he saw Hunter, there was something in his gaze that told him to back off. It was odd. It was scary.

"He certainly was in a rush", Feral remarked as he took another sip of caf. However, Savage knew otherwise.

/ / / /

"You seem nervous" Adohira said as it sat with Akira, who's leg was tapping intensely. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Akira blurts out. Half the people in the cafe go silent and look over in their direction. He was not fine, and they both knew it, so he finally revealed the truth. "Ok", he sighed. "This past week, the tenants have been acting really weird."

"Weird? How so?"

"Well, for starters, from the way Hunter is acting, I don't think I want to meet the third anymore. I'm beginning to think the only one who is any semblance of normal is Feral, and who knows? Maybe that's a front too..."

"The way Hunter's acting?" Ado interjects. "How has he been acting?"

"It feels like he's been trying to intimidate me out of the house!" Akira exclaims. "Either he barely looks in my direction or gives me some kind of death glare!" Akira said, throwing his hands up in frustration. "I don't know if.I said something, or did something wrong, but whenever I've had to get the rent and HE'S there, I feel like I would get jumped if I stayed too long."

"I mean this in the kindest way possible," Ado sighed. "But you really gotta check who you rent out to, dude."

"I consulted with FERAL," Akira defends himself. "He said his brothers were, "quiet and reclusive." I figured it would be perfect. Apparently not, I guess."

This new information about the brothers concerned Adohira, but it also foresaw something like this happening when it first noticed the violence in the tenant's auras. However, it had hoped that it wouldn't happen. It had hoped it was wrong.

Unfortunately, they were seldom wrong with these things.

"Well, you're not doing anything wrong," they told Akira. "Honestly, to me, it sounds like they're threatening you."

"Oh no no! I don't think they're trying to THREATEN me. It's just that..." Akira's voice trailed off, and there was a moment of silence between the two.

"I don't think they would be stupid enough to try anything, but you would let me know if this behavior got worse, right?"

"Yeah."

Ado didn't like to see their friend stressed, so they changed the subject, but took his words to heart.

For the next couple of days, they would periodically call him before heading to work to see how he was, and hjs answer was always, "Doing pretty good, how about you?"

"Maybe they just had a few bad days at their job," Ado thought. However, they would stay vigilant in checking up on him, which they were just about to do when they got a call from him first instead.

"Funny you should call," Ado starts to say. "I was just about to-"

They pause upon hearing panicked breathing coming from the other end of the comm.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but...can you...can you please come over? I'm at the park."

"I'm on my way."

Adohira broke some speeding laws that day getting back to their friend. who was sitting at one of the benches, trying to catch his breath. They took a seat at the bench, gently took Akira's hands in theirs, and using the Force within, aided him in calming his breathing.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't want to be alone," Akira began to apologize.

"Don't be, it's ok," Ado reassured its friend. "It happened again, didn't it?"

Akira nodded, so Ado sat with him in silence, trying to conceal their anger, for they knew who was responsible for this.

And they would put an end to this tonight.

Night fell, and it waited at the table. The Brothers would be home soon. As it waited, the previous panicked state of its best friend never left its mind. He's never panicked like this since the last time they had to do this, although the last time was far worse. Adohira would normally be a rather levelheaded being, not much could get them mad.

Except when it comes to Akira. No one messes with Akira.

Ado heard the shuttles hum enter the driveway, and calmed themselves down just enough so that their intentions would be undetected. They knew their message was not meant for Feral, but for his brothers. It would wait until Feral left so it could face the two of them alone. The door clicked open, and the three of them walked in.

"They need to fucking ban that guy from entering the club, blast!" Feral exclaims as he made his way to the bathroom to clean himself off from a drunken customer that unfortunately urinated on him.

"Couldn't agree more-" Savage began to say, until he and Raven felt the looming tension in the room coming from Adohira. They were also about to leave, until Ado broke the silence.

"Wait, both of you."

Raven stops, but Savage senses Ado's temper and tries to dissuade him, but Ado spoke again.

"I suggest BOTH of you sit down, because I'm only saying this once."

The aggression in Ado's aura caused Raven's own to flare up and he faced it with a snarl.

"I'm sorry, what's the deal with you?" Savage interjects, standing by his brother.

Adohira scoffs. "Interesting, I was just about to ask you two the same question." It stood from its seat. "Intimidation, huh? Now, just why would someone be dumb enough to try and menace the man who keeps a roof over their heads?" Ado snapped, glaring at the two brothers. "Unless they had something to hide..."

"OUR business is none of your own," Raven cuts in. "And I suggest you stay out of it."

"Oh, so he can speak?" Ado mocks. "Did you tire of letting your brother doing that for you?"

"I would advise you to watch your mouth," Savage interjects, now looming over Adohira. But Ado would not be moved.

"And would advise you to back up before you break the very thin ice you're treading on." Ado spat. They glared at each other for a moment, and although Savage's ego wished to return such a threat, he saw something in them, which caused him to stand down.

He saw a far stronger opponent.

However, Raven had no such reserves. Especially after hearing such an outright threat towards his brother.

"You fail to understand just how outnumbered you are in this situation," Raven growls, returning the same cold glare that Ado gave them both. "I suggest you leave while you have your life."

"Outnumbered?" Ado scoffs. "They think I'm the one in danger? How cute."

A strong, uncomfortable stagnation filled the air, and the two brothers felt it weigh upon them as if gravity itself had intensified. Savage subtly looked to his brother and saw that his own cold expression had changed. Ado, however, was unmoving, but something changed with it. Was it a look in its eyes or a shift in its glare? Whatever it was, it was unbearable to look at, as if it was boring a hole through body, mind, and soul. Then it spoke once more, and a chill ripped through Savage's spine as it spoke.

"I know what you are, Sith. I know what you love. I know what you fear, what you dread. You can not hide your minds from me, and you can not damage me in a way that matters. So, please, I BEG of you, do not force my hand against you."

Silence filled the room after they spoke, a silence not even Maul dared to break. How long had they known they were Sith? Why didn't they alert the Republic? Perhaps they had something to gain from this knowledge, or they knew of their plan to take the house. One thing he knew now was that this wasn't just a tenant with an attitude. There was something more to them, strange. Unnatural.

Uncanny.

As they left the room, Maul watched as they left. He thought their loyalty to their friend commendable, yet from now on, he would watch their every move. There was more to this one that met the eye.

#the rental au #star wars #clone wars #savage opress #darth maul #feral opress #clone wars ocs #akira #adohira

[smittenbyvillains]

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WARNINGS: mention of death

First day of Hogwarts Year 7th

I am glad to be back with everyone. The pranks have already started, and the bullying as well which caused fights. I am not happy with James and Sirius for that. He doesn't deserve to be bullied. I will never understand. He is my best friend and I think I am growing to have feelings for him.

Studying with him has been nice. Although it is usually with the one he loves. He loves Lily. Not me. It pains me to watch as he adores her even when she doesn't turn the feelings as she loves James.

I just hope this year goes well.

Snape had found your diary after the battle. He got curious and started to read through it. He was shocked to see how you clearly loved him sooner. He hated himself for not seeing it sooner.

Christmas day

I never go home for Christmas. Really actually I never leave Hogwarts. I do not have parents. I am slowly remembering my past. Not all professors leave usually. I just stay and study and just enjoy the quiet. Often I chat about Dumblore. I know about Tom Riddle aka Voldemort. He scares me.

I saw Sev is around here. I haven't gotten the chance to talk to him because he seems to make up excuses. Did I do something? We were fine before the break.

Snape was lost for words. He felt guilty about that. That was went he started to come a Death Eater after all torture from James and Sirius.

Last day of Hogwarts

It was time to leave. I have an idea where to go. Lily offered to have to live with her and James but I don't want to. I was mad at James because he pushed Severus to an awful place.

I never admitted my feelings to Severus as it was pointless. Dumlbore is letting me stay at Hogwarts. I might become a professor. I am great at Defense of the Dark Arts and Muggle studies.

I had been getting private lessons to learn defenses as the war is starting. I doubt I'll see my friends again...

Snape started to tear up. You were pushed into the war because of him. He clenched the pages. He shut his eyes. Now you were gone after the second war. You stepped in the way of Voldemort hurting him. You had told him that Snape didn't own the wand. Voldemort killed you instead. It was his fault...

#x reader #professor severus snape #severus snape #angst #harry potter #voldemort #james potter #lily potter #hogwarts #professor dumbledore

[bitchinbarzal]

“Character A and Character B broke up, but now they meet at a Christmas party.” With roope hintz please 🤍

When Esa had invited you to his Christmas party you declined.

He insisted, claiming that Clara just wouldn’t be happy if you didn’t come.

“Esa, no I can’t-“

“You can! You absolutely can! You are saying no”

You told him you would think about it but you didn’t have time to think before Clara had text you saying she was so happy you’d decided to come.

Clara had been most heartbroken when you and Roope split up. It was hard moving to a new country, trying to learn a new language and fitting in with the other wags.

When you began dating Roope you’d taken it upon yourself to learn Finnish which you used to speak to Clara, Esa, Miro and Joel too. They all felt a little bit more relaxed around you.

She spent the following weeks glaring and throwing around Finnish swears at him.

When the day came around for the party you were late. On purpose. You didn’t want to be a focus, you wanted to slip in and be unnoticed see the Lindell’s and go.

That idea was launched out of the window when you arrived and Tyler yelled across the room “She hath arrived!”

You laughed “Segs, how much eggnog have you drank?”

His eyes went wide “Can sober me not be excited to see you?! But… just a little bit”

You shimmied out of his hug and found your way to the couch where Esa and Clara were sat. Her eyes light up when she sees you.

“You came!”

“Of course, Hauskaa joulua!” merry christmas

She beamed “oh I miss you so much, come see Astrid she’s getting so big you’re missing it all!”

Esa handed off the baby to you, the little girl had you wrapped around her finger. Not quite wanting to let go.

Parents were grateful, Clara and Esa used that as an excuse to go mingle. You happily walked around with the baby saying hello to people.

Subconsciously, you looked for him

He wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

Maybe he was with a new girl? On a date? He didn’t want to come because he knew you would be there?

That thought was slowly disrupted when Astrid began crying.

You knew where her bottle was so instead of finding Clara you did it yourself.

The kitchen was empty, just you and Astrid. The room was silent bar her little sucking sounds.

You were swaying her, in an attempt to get her to sleep. Spinning around and around abruptly stopping when someone in the door cleared their throat.

“Jesus! You scared me!”

He chuckled “Nice dance moves”

“Don’t sneak up on someone holding a baby!”

“I didn’t sneak up on you, you weren’t paying attention” you rolled your eyes at that one.

It was then it settled in that you were in the same room, he was standing in front of you.

“How have you been?”

You sighed “Roope we don’t have to-“

“I just wanted to know how you’ve been, Miro said you hadn’t been going for your weekly coffee lately”

“Yeah well I don’t need to learn Finnish anymore, I mean I only did it for you”

You hadn’t meant to snap, it just came out.

“Kulta…”

You put your hand up to stop him “No, please don’t-“

“Please just let me explain myself”

“I don’t want to hear it Roo, the time is gone please just leave it”

You walked past him but he caught your elbow, your eyes rising to meet his “Kulta.. please”

His voice was broken, he was broken.

You reluctantly nodded “Okay, speak”

He let out a deep breath “I was scared, okay? And I know that’s silly but you were learning Finnish, you were doing things for the team, my family? It was a lot and I was scared! I loved you, I still love you! I was nervous I couldn’t give you what you deserve-“

“Don’t you think I was the one to make that decision?! That I had a say in our life?”

He nodded, meekly “you should have, I was wrong and I know now I made the wrong decision I regret it! I’ve waited so long for the time I see you again”

Your breath caught in your throat “Roo..”

“Please, please Kulta tell me you still love me too. That I didn’t screw it all up” his hand reached up to your cheek, thumb brushing away a tear rolling down your cheek.

“I still love you and I shouldn’t but I do. Fuck, Roope I can’t do this all again you broke my heart”

“And i will never ever make that mistake again”

Your lip quirked in a smile, he leaned down and kissed you quick.

“Minä rakastan sinua” i love You

“Say it again” you mumbled, having missed the words.

“Minä rakastan sinua”

You smiled, happy tears now rushing down your cheeks.

The happy moment was ruined when Clara announced “It’s a Christmas miracle!”

Most of the team was stood watching what had just happened, you blushed in embarrassment.

Roope shrugged while Esa took his daughter from your arms “Let me just take this little cock block back”

You laughed “I think a thank you actually goes to Astrid, this was all her”

Roope smiled, leaning over to his god-daughter “kiitos pikku pupu” thank you little bunny

The rest of the night you weren’t found far from Roope. His hands always had to be on you.

“I just got you back, I’m not letting go anytime soon”

#lulu’s christmas party

[hazbean-hotel-imagines]

Okay okay, its been a while since I requested a matchup so sorry if i forget something! I dont mind both helluva and hazbin, i like both <3

Online I go by Dead or just D, I am not comfortable with my irl name and am still trying to figure it out

My pronouns are they/she, I'm still trying to find the right label for what I'm into though. I like everybody to sum it up tho!

I'm an INFP-t

I really like cats (I've got six), the colors blue and black, skeletons, cards/dice (i have some cool jewelry with card symbols n stuff) drawing, reading/writing and watching cartoons.

I've got diagnosed with ADD/ADHD though I'm more tired than hyper, but if you get me talking about something im interested in I could talk your ear off

I try really hard to be consious of how other people feel so I tend to back up if I can tell someone isn't enjoying the conversation/what we're doing. I also really try hard to include others in what I'm currently blabbing about by asking them questions 'cause I know what it's like to not have a say in a convo.

In terms of my appearence, I'm afab, and I'm sadly well endowed, it causes me some back issues. But on the bright side they make good pillows for friends!!

I've got short blonde hair that i dye black and i tend to wear loose clothes that are a few sizes too big. I usually tend to wear all black non gendered clothes (I'm goth) and if i feel like getting dolled up I'll wear a dress and accessories!

I need glasses cause my long distance sight is shit 💀💀💀

In terms of humor? I like making dirty jokes or dark jokes. Like, my fave dark joke is "my grandfather told me i was too reliant on technology. So i called him a hypocrite and unplugged his life support"

But yeah!! Thanks for taking the time to read this <3

Matchup

I pair you with…

~ Hi Dead! Omg so I had these done two days ago, then I looked up what a charcuterie board was out of curiosity… bro it was completely finished, I didn’t save it as a draft, and lost my progress because I. Wanted to look. At pictures of charcuterie boards. Anyway I like charcuterie boards 🤭

~ Okay! So Blitzo was first that came to mind when I read about you. Firstly, y’all give off the extrovert adopts introvert trope. Except, it’s more like vague kidnapping than adopting. One meeting and you’re friends for life, no exceptions.

~ Blitzo’s favourite quality in a partner is someone who enjoys his sense of humour. This is a little bit because of his past in the circus. He not only loved that you understand and laugh at his jokes, but when you add on to them!

~He’s awful at communicating. The way you listen and genuinely show an effort in gaging his mood and engagement really means a lot to him, he notices. Blitzo works really well with someone who is patient and good at communication, because he’s lacking in that department, and you help him learn.

I pair you with…

~ This is another extrovert adopts introvert, but much less extreme. Asmodeus is interested in you, and he finds excuses and ways to see you again. If he notices the same interest is reciprocated, he’ll slowly integrate himself into your life and become a constant.

~ Loves listening to people talk. Will let you talk his ear off about your interests, and will never lose focus. Is completely invested from start to finish. Will literally sit there smiling with his heads in his hands kicking his feet.

~ Additionally, he digs that you’re so attentive in conversations. Asmodeus has a tendency to let himself become a listener when he’s in romantic relationships, mostly because he just genuinely enjoys listening to his partners speak and is such an invested listener. It’s a welcome change of pace that you’re constantly ensuring it’s a back and forth conversation, and how conscious you are of his feelings and attention. He reciprocates these efforts tenfold.

~ Super domestic. Will watch cartoons with you in a blanket pile on the couch for hours. Favourite thing is to make unique charcuterie boards and start a show together. This prompted me to go and look at pictures of fucking cheese last time.

~ Can be content with just admiring you while you draw.

~ Loves your sense of humour. Especially loves when he says something dirty to flirt, and you clap back with something super dark. It always catches him off guard, and it takes a lot to leave him speechless. He adores it.

I pair you with…

~ Loves your aesthetic.

~ “Omg I have a goth partner” type beat.

~ Unsure the trope of you guys meeting, but I had ideas for your relationship dynamic. Cherri uses you to recharge her social battery. After a long day, all she wants to do is come home to you and just rest. She’ll definitely text often throughout the day, but when she comes home she always beelines to the couch to make a next of pillows and blankets so you can watch cartoons together.

~ The ultimate cat sitter. Immediately once she hears you have cats she’s at your place. Is she with you for you or the cats? No one knows. It’s you. Don’t be surprised if you come home one day, and she’s just… there, with your cats.

~ If she finds cool jewelry that reminds her of you she’ll send you a selfie holding it next to her head, with a “?” text following to see if you want it. Sometimes it’ll be from cool little shops, but sometimes you can see the wreckage of a turf war in the background and you know she’s just looting people.

~ You both have the same sense of humour, it’s like you guys mesh so well. I imagine conversations between you go so well, you’re super excitable and somehow always find something to talk about. Every day is exciting.

Alternate pairing…

Charlie

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #fandom #hazbin hotel cherri bomb #hazbin hotel matchup #hazbin cherri bomb #helluva boss #helluva boss pairing #hb asmodeus #helluva boss asmodeus #hb blitzo #helluva boss blitz #helluva boss blitzo #d #dead #dead anon

[i-mybrunettelady]

oh! also i’m late to the el asks party, but here’s one that’s basically me giving you an excuse to make that full post you mentioned about how he relates to his past self, should you want to! :D @kerra-and-company

You're never late to El ask party. Party rages on forever <3 And I'm always down to ramble about El's head because it's a very interesting place to be in sometimes.

So, El and his past self. We know he can hate and be cruel to things that bother him and right now, that something happens to be his past self. Like Nyra, he's awful at self-compassion (or let's face it, compassion at all) and self-forgiveness and is just now going through the painful, awkward, uncomfortable but very much necessary part of growing up called accepting the self for what it is.

To me, this feels a lot like being a young adult, even though El is 31; he's slowly tearing through the chains of explosiveness and immaturity (and trauma! El has a lot of unresolved trauma that didn't help his emotional growth whatsoever!) and given his forceful brand of independence, tries to do it by himself. Which is a slow process and there's ultimately only so much he can do without therapy/on his own. Credit where credit's due, though.

But he's never quite learned not to lash out at things that displease him. A lot of his internal dialogue with his past self involves him being outright cruel and demeaning to him. He's very self-critical, though he won't ever let anyone see it (hence perfectionism!) and it's as if he purposefully chooses to ignore the fact he can't have known the things he knows now then. In fact, he may even find his past self a good scapegoat when he goes to blame others on his own troubles before he remembers that personal responsibility is a thing.

"I obviously wouldn't do that now, so my past self should've known not to do those things too." Except that's not how that works, but I don't think he has the words to put it as succinctly yet. He's intensely uncomfortable about the topic too, so he doesn't think of it much. Introspection has never really been his strong suit. But he may just get there one day!

This is part of the reason why El's whole arc is so dear to me. For all his forcefulness and aggression and anger, El is incredibly fragile at his core and he needs to break it before he can be strengthen it, and now he has people to support him through it <3

#gw2 #elandrin aien #gw2 sylvari #i love my disaster son i am a good mother #i support all his life choices #and love to ramble about him a whole lot

[sugasthreedollarkookie]

Soulmate ~ George Weasley

Requested by @regulusblackswhorecrux sorry that it took so long, I know that you requested this a while ago. I’m not entirely happy with it, so I may edit it at some point. 

Summary ; !Soulmate AU! Y/n doesn’t and never has liked the idea of soulmates. Then she meets George.  Word count : 2.7k 

Soulmates. You never really cared for the idea that there was somebody for everybody. If that was true, then why were so many people left heartbroken over time? Then why did “The One” leave sometimes? To be honest the entire thing seems like a gigantic waste of time and effort. You go years looking for your “Other Half”, when they may not even want anything to do with you. Your “Soulmate” could be a complete shit person and then what? What would that make you? If your souls are apparently connected, you are different sides of the same coin, wouldn’t that make you an equally awful person? It’s also stupid how constricting everything is, you find your soulmate and suddenly you’re a lovesick puppy. It’s like you forget that you ever had a life before them, you suddenly have no time for anyone but them. When that’s not how it works, sure you’ll feel sparks whenever you see them, but that’s about it. Your whole life doesn’t stop when you find them. People just get too caught up in things.  Also, the way that society treats everything having to do with soulmates. Or how businesses profit off of the shit. It’s all just so dumb. 

You look down at the G.W. on your wrist. Butterflies unintentionally burst in your stomach. Over the years you have grown to dislike those two letters. Having to see them every day. Ugh, and your mothers’ reaction when they showed up when you were five. That entire thing is enough to make you want to hurl. She was, of course, overjoyed. So happy that her baby girl had the mark, even after how her soulmate bond ended. 

Right now, you are sitting out in the courtyard, a book about magical herbs and plants and their uses in your hands. You have a test on Thursday and you seriously need to cram. It is mid-October, the leaves are changing, turning into familiar shades of orange, yellow, and red with the occasional purple mixed in somewhere. The air is crisp and cool, an unintentional shiver rolled down your body. You really should have grabbed your house hat or scarf or something. 

Across the way you can hear an outburst of laughter, causing you to look up. A group of students had formed a circle around something, watching. Maybe it was a fight? Probably not though, as the sounds sounded happy and not like war cries. You went back to your book, content learning about the properties of magical plants until the laughter got so loud that you couldn’t concentrate. You rolled your eyes, you suppose if you really needed to study you should just go to the library or perhaps your dorm. 

But first, you want to see what the big deal is. You picked your book up and slowly stood. Your legs and arms are stingy and electric from not moving for a while. You crossed over the walkway, making your way towards the growing crowd of students. 

“Excuse me,” You said apologetically, trying to squeeze past a couple of girls a year or so ahead of you to see what is happening. Once you got to a point where you could see, you looked to the middle and saw two ginger boys. They were playing what looked like a form of Wizards Hacky Sack. 

“Get it, Freddy!” You hear a giggling girl across the ring shout out. Oh, it must be the twins. George and Fred, not the first time you’ve seen them around, though you’ve never talked.  Fred gives her a wink as lets it roll down his arm to George, who just as gracefully pushes it back towards Fred. 

You slightly smile at their antics. Then George turns his head slightly and his beautiful brown eyes meet yours, you feel a weird electric burst shoot through your body and up to your throat, where it sits. You give him an awkward close lipped smile, the kind that you give when you’re passing a teacher in the halls. You write off the feeling in your throat, you must just be thirsty or something plus you didn’t get much sleep last night. You should probably go to bed. But you still need to study, so you’ll just have to go without much sleep again tonight. And you’ve already spent way more time than you originally wanted to watching them. Great. 

You huff as you turn around, planning on heading to your dorm room. The library is closing soon, so there is no point in going there. You yawn, closing your eyes halfway and moving your hand to cover your mouth slightly. Damn. You’re just through the corridor doors when you hear a series of groans from the courtyard. Someone must have lost. 

You continue walking, seeing a group of students now and again when you hear loud quick footsteps like someone was running. You instinctively moved over to one side, not wanting to be run over by whoever was in such a hurry. 

You feel something come down hard on your shoulder, you turn your head to see what the deal is. Only to see George, breathing only slightly harder. His hand on your shoulder, you both have stopped moving, and your heart speeds up. The running has stopped. 

He just stands there for a second, not saying anything, only looking. Well, it’s more like staring and it’s creeping you the fuck out. He has a slight smirk on his face, the outer corners of his eyes crinkled in a smile. 

You’d never seen him up close before, as you had never talked. You still hadn’t talked. But damn, was he pretty. Even prettier up close. Light freckles dusting his skin. Brown eyes that reminded you of cold rain and dull leaves. 

Your thoughts are starting to jumble. 

You blink a couple of times before letting out a slight cough. 

Still, nothing, while he’s looking at you expectantly. 

“Um…Hi?” You say, his smile dims slightly at your tone, “Do you,- do you need something?” You ask, slightly moving your head to one side,  unsure about where this is going. 

His mouth opens slightly, then closes, then opens again. Like a fish. George looks confused. That makes two. 

He looks at you unsurely before starting, “I’m George Weasley,” He says slowly, moving his hand off of your shoulder, and then you’re cold again. You never even knew you had gotten warm. He says it in a way that makes it seem like you should definitely know who he is. 

You give a confused look and nod, “Yes, I know that…” 

“Your soulmate…” He continues in a way that makes it evident that even he’s not sure if that is true or not. 

You let what he’s told you sink in for a moment.

Then you snort. Loud. Then you start laughing. 

“Bullshit,” You make out in between small laughs. 

When you’re finished laughing, you stand up straight and look at George, who is looking at you with an amused expression and a grin. You have never hidden your distaste for the whole soulmate thing, you have even been openly vocal about it many times, he had to be joking. 

“That’s really funny George,” you start, feeling more butterflies, “but I need to go,” You chuckle, giving him a little wave as you turn back around and run off towards your dorm. 

“Bye!” You shout over your shoulder as a second thought, not wanting to seem rude to the boy with the jokes. 

The next morning, after a particularly cold night, you were walking to your second-period class. Charms with Flitwick. Your charms books shrunk down, along with your extra quills and ink pots, so that they are easier to carry. You had just turned a corner, a yawn getting caught in your throat when you feel an arm swing over your shoulders. 

Two identical figures had materialized on either side of you. 

“Hello, darling,” The boy, a Weasley, says with his arm resting on your shoulder, the other just smiled at you and nodded his head. You look between them both. 

“Hello, what’s up…?” you respond unsurely. Your heart speeding up yet again. 

They exchange a look but go on as if you didn’t seem weirded out. 

“Crazy weather we’re having ay,  Y/n?” The ginger without his arm around you says. You couldn’t tell who is who. 

“I suppose it is...awfully cold recently,” You add, mumbling the end. 

“Oh, Fred Weasley by the way. Welcome to the family y/n.” He responds quickly, grinning, forgetting that you haven’t formally met. 

Makes sense now, he looks like his brother, but not. They’re identical. But they have different face shapes, you can tell now. 

You look over to George, the one with his arm around you. He looks sheepish, his red bangs covering the top of his eyes,  watching his feet as you walk and blushing a bit. He’s good with dramatics, maybe he should join drama. 

“Really, George? You let your brother in on the joke?” you ask, incredulously, a giggle bubbling up from your stomach. 

Again, they exchange a look. 

You continue chuckling, shaking your head, “You both are ridiculous.” You say, rolling your eyes. 

“What are you talking about y/n? I am your soulmate y’know,” George remarks, his grin from last night has disappeared. In its place is dead seriousness. 

You look over to Fred, who looks at his brother, then you, unsurely. 

“Yeah, I bet, and I’m a troll.” You smirk, laughing lightly before looking at him. Upon seeing his seriousness you stop walking. His eyes already bore into yours, a red dusting his cheeks. You look towards Fred, who has a confused look on his face. 

“Why are you being serious? Look I know that this is all a joke, for what, I have no idea. But I know I will not fall victim to the Weasley twins.” You quip, jokingly, before turning on your heel and walking away towards Flitwick’s class. 

You turn, walking backward down the almost empty hall as they stand there, looking at you. 

“Besides, I think it would be wise to find yourselves a new target, as the whole soulmate thing isn’t really for me. Y’know, just to get the optimal effect of the prank.” You remark at their dumbfounded faces, before smirking and turning back around to scurry off to class. 

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You’re wandering the halls right now, curfew is in an hour or so, but almost everyone had headed to bed. Honestly, you should probably be one of them, you haven’t been sleeping well recently. Up all hours of the night, for no reason. It also didn’t help that it was continuously freezing within the castle. You had even talked to some of your friends about it, but they said that you were just being dramatic and that they hadn’t noticed.

You were wandering the halls in your pajama pants, which had a pretty pattern of different colored leaves, a shirt, and a zip-up jumper. You had finished cramming, and you think that the test had gone over quite smoothly. At least it seemed like you understood the questions. 

Now you had nothing huge to worry about. No tests coming up, no homework that you hadn’t already completed, no drama within your friend group. Everything was very peaceful. Except for the fact that every now and again, you would think about George Weasley. 

Every time you had a moment of peace, nothing on your mind, just a moment to be. You’d think about his pretty eyes, or his funny laugh, which you had heard only a few times. You want to see him smile more, you want to be the reason that he is smiling. You don’t think that it helps much considering how he is literally everywhere these days. On the way to class, he always catches up to you, sometimes with Fred and sometimes not. You catch yourself waiting for him every now and again. The awkwardness has since faded since he is hell-bent on making you believe that he is your soulmate.  

It would make sense, considering the initials on your hand. You’ve been very careful to not let him see them. Besides, he hasn’t brought up his initials, or initials at all for that matter. Or how every time you see him, you get the most intense butterflies ever, and you can feel your face flush and your heart quicken. So just that.  If he is just fucking with you, you intend to get to the bottom of it, which is why you now need to see his initials first. 

You walk aimlessly for a little while longer, contemplating going to the kitchens to see some of the elves, but decide against it, not wanting to bother them. So you decide to go to the astronomy tower instead. You’ve been meaning to anyway, since there has been a meteor shower going on for the past couple of nights, in a couple of days is the peak, but why not just go now? 

You climb the stairs, your footsteps echoing around, then push open the door. It’s dark, no candles have been lit, you’re the only one up here so late at night. Not wanting to disrupt the serenity of the darkness. You liked the dark, it was peaceful. You slowly make your way towards the railing and lean against it. You look out to the wide expanse of the night sky, trying to let your eyes adjust to the bright little lights. You had been there for a while, just watching. Every now and again a meteor would flash past, and you would smile at how big the universe was. 

You continued watching, involuntarily sniffed, and then shivered, before tugging your scarf closer to your body. 

You heard a cough from behind you and you jumped, turning and pulling out your wand. 

“Lumos,” you said. 

At the end of your wand, was no other than George Weasley. He stood with a grin, his arms raised. He looked chilled too, though he wore a coat and hat, his cheeks red. 

You could feel your stomach tighten, and electric sparks raced through your body. The sparks were getting harder to ignore, which is starting to make it harder to believe George is lying. 

In all honesty, if it was true, and it did turn out he was your soulmate, you didn’t think that you would mind much.  

“You might want to head in darling, wouldn’t want to catch a cold.”

“Jesus, how long have you been there?” You grumbled, turning back to the sky. 

“Long enough,” he chuckled, moving to stand next to you. 

You huffed before rubbing your hands together. 

“C’mere love,” George whispered, turning you and pulling you towards him. Your breath hitched.

Then he hugged you, rubbing his hands up and down your arms and back, trying to circulate some warmth back into your body. 

Your head came and rested tiredly on his shoulder, you could tell he was smiling. 

He smelled nice, like vanilla and bonfire smoke. You felt so warm, warmer than you had since meeting him. And strangely comforted, like the whole world was right. 

He chuckled, breaking the silence, “So have you finally accepted that I am your soulmate?” 

A giggle bubbled from inside your chest, “Please Weasley,” you said incredulously, trying your hardest not to start blushing. 

After a pause, you continued, “Hey, on that topic...” Without giving him a chance to back off, you stepped back and grabbed his arm, then pushed his right sleeve up his arm. 

“Look y/n if you wanted to hold my hand you just needed to ask,” 

The initials there made you about speechless. 

Y/I

“I guess you weren’t lying, huh George?” You smiled, looking over at him. 

He didn’t say anything and just looked at you, a look you had never seen before in his eyes. 

You quickly dropped his hand, and rolled up your sleeve, then flung your arm out towards him. 

He grabbed your arm gently, inspecting the initials, before looking back towards you, his mouth slowly forming into a smile.

His eyes sparkled, “It’s what I’ve been telling you, you didn’t want to listen though,” he said sarcastically before pulling you into a hug. 

You smiled against his chest, “I’m not so sure about the idea of soulmates, but I don’t think I would mind if you were mine.” 

You felt him kiss the top of your head, “Good.” 

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when they realize they're in love: childe + kaeya

character x gender neutral reader, fluff/sfw

the exact moment when they realize they're completely enamoured by you and you alone, and that they wouldn't trade you for anything in the world.

additional notes: guess who went overboard with these... typing these on mobile was a pain in the ass so please excuse any grammatical/spelling errors </3

childe:

childe lives for domesticity, and the way he expresses his love perfectly reflects that

he's always known he's loved you, never the one to shy away from professing his undying love. to bystanders, it looks like he's just throwing the three words around carelessly, but they're always paired with the way his eyes shine with fond adoration and a tender, genuine smile on his face that says otherwise

yet in this moment, with the way his heart hammers, colour creeping onto his cheeks, childe feels like a teenager experiencing his first crush

childe watches quietly from the doorway to your kitchen, simply observing as you furiously hunt through a cookbook. he suppresses the urge to squeal at the scene: you, in an apron with a wooden spoon in hand, the smell of spices in the air as something slowly simmers in the background.

it's not the first time he's seen you cook, but something about this time feels different somehow, and he can't seem to pinpoint why. childe can't help his wide grin as he calls out, "trying to find something, sweetheart?"

you jump at the sound of his voice, eyes comically wide when you swivel to face him. "when did you get home?"

childe shrugs, still grinning. "a while ago."

you gape, mortified at the fact that he had watched you struggle for an embarrassingly long time. your mouth shuts as you remember the task on hand, reminded by the sight of him venturing past the threshold.

"don't take another step into the kitchen, tartaglia." you scowl, pointing your wooden spoon at him threateningly.

he tilts his head, and the action reminds you of a sly, curious fox. "why not?"

you grasp at thin air as you try your best to evade his question. "just go wash up for dinner."

childe opens his mouth to refute, his eyes narrowing in suspicion before he mercifully decides to obey your orders. "not even going to welcome me home with a kiss? harsh." he complains, pouting as he vanishes into the hallway.

you slump in relief, exhaling before turning back around to tackle dinner.

after minutes of tranquility, the kitchen filled with sounds of your humming and utensils clanking against pots and pans, a voice trails from the hallway outside.

"can i come in now? or am i banned from the kitchen forever?" childe whines, and from his tone, you know he's sulking.

you examine the gathered dishes on the counter beside you before you decide to let him in.

moments later, arms slip around your waist, followed by a comforting warmth and the familiar scent of shampoo. childe props his chin on your shoulder, peering over it as you prepare the final dish.

"is that...?" he trails off at the sight of the soup, wonder and awe lacing his tone that only seems to intensify as he catches sight of the other dishes.

childe's arms tighten slightly, the only warning you get before he twirls you around, his eyes sparkling with emotion.

"it was supposed to be a surprise, but i didn't know you'd come home so early..." you smile sheepishly at him.

knowing that he missed his home dearly, you settled on making

traditional snezhnayan dishes, ones he had mentioned eating in his childhood. thanks to your trusty cookbook, everything looked decent, but you couldn't be sure about the taste.

"no, no! it's perfect. thank you, my love." childe exclaims, moving to kiss your forehead. you beam, tiptoeing to press a kiss against his mouth before he pulls away.

just the thought that you care enough about him to try to learn these dishes......childe wants nothing more than to smother you with his affection.

when you part, you examine his face, lips twitching at the endearing blush that settles on his freckled cheeks. patting his shoulder, you turn back around to check on the soup. or at least, you try to.

swiftly, childe tugs you even closer until your body is flush against his, hand moving to cradle your jaw as he kisses you sweetly, swallowing your shocked gasp. his free hand moves to pry the wooden spoon from you, letting it fall to the counter with a clatter before it tangles in your hair.

when you part for air, you laugh, a familiar, mellow sound that makes the butterflies in his stomach flutter in a frenzy.

"what was that for?"

"i just....love you, that's it." he confesses, azure eyes never leaving your face as his fingers graze your jaw.

"i know you do." you tease, shifting in his arms to attend to the soup, hands busy with the finishing touches and taking it off the heat.

"i do! i love you so much." childe can't help the way his voice softens when he reaches the end of his sentence, moving to bury his face in the crook of your neck.

you twist slightly, catching a glimpse of his solemn face. "i love you too." you say, hands moving to brush soft strands of his hair out of his eyes and childe returns the affectionate smile you give him.

"now stop distracting me and get out of the kitchen so i can finish making dinner."

he gasps dramatically in faux offense, before making his way to the doorway, leaning against it with a pout on his face. you only snicker, blowing him a kiss as he stares mournfully, mustering his best attempt of puppy-dog eyes.

perhaps its better if he distances himself because if you so much as breathe in his direction again, he's sure his heart will just about burst with overwhelming love.

childe can't help but sigh contentedly, gaze locked on your busy figure.

he can hardly wait to visit his family, and declare to his mother (and the entire world if he could) that he's met the one.

kaeya:

kaeya is a secretive man, there's no doubting it. despite his charming presence in mondstadt, many don't know much about their favourite knight. exactly what does he hide behind that eyepatch of his?

he has a penchant for flamboyant, flirtatious words and is hardly intimidated by initiating physical affection in public

however, kaeya appreciates it when his love is reciprocated by you simply giving him your time and undivided attention

notably, he appreciates it even more if you don't pry into his business and force him to open up.

perhaps it's the bare minimum, but with the secrets and knowledge he harbours....

he needs time, but it was clear that his past lovers didn't care, often inducing argument after argument, all because their trust in him had faltered, resulting in dishonesty and distance

kaeya's well aware that relationships, both platonic and romantic, rely heavily on trust. yet he isolates himself further by aiming to hurt and incapacitate with vicious words

"is something wrong, kaeya?"

your voice is gentle and concerned, causing him to lift his gaze from the plate and focus on your visage.

"hm? oh, nothing. don't worry your pretty little head over it." he crafts a perfect smile before raising the fork to his lips to take another bite, yet even though the food here is excellent, it all tastes bland and unappetizing to him.

"you know you can always tell me what's on your mind, right?" kaeya works his jaw, surprised that he's already so irked by the harmless statement that you utter, which prods at his dwindling patience. he lets loose a shuddering breath, so quiet, you almost think you misheard it.

"of course, darling." kaeya flashes you a reassuring smile before bracing his hands on the table. he's suddenly all too aware of the murmur of conversation in the restaurant, and the sounds from neighbouring tables surround and suffocate him.

kaeya stands up abruptly, and you stare at him, a question presented in your eyes. "i just remembered that i forgot something at my office. i'll see you tomorrow."

he doesn't even give you the chance to bid him goodnight, and out of the corner of his eye, he sees that you're about to call out to him, poised like you're about to stand and chase after him.

fleeing like a coward, he muses self-deprecatingly as he effortlessly slips his coat on, striding out the building. the sun is on the verge of starting its descent, and kaeya immediately sets off to a place that he knows will soothe his frazzled nerves.

it's only until the last of the sun sinks beneath the horizon that you appear.

the crunch of gravel beneath your feet give you away and kaeya stiffens, yet his eyes stay fixed on the waves that crash against the rocks before receding, the breeze carrying the scent of seasalt as it ruffles his hair.

you flop down next to him, seeming to not caring about the grime that soils the hem of your fine attire. you don't speak for a while, and seconds bleed into minutes until kaeya finally gives in.

"why?"

it's a simple question, yet somehow, you hear the many other questions that kaeya doesn't bother to voice beneath the single word.

why did you wait so long? why bother to even show up?

"i've known you for long enough to know when you're hurting, kaeya. i also know you well enough to know that you need time to collect yourself, so take all the time you need. just..." you hesitate, eyes flicking to his motionless figure.

"just don't forget that you're not alone, and if you're ready to talk about it, i'm always here." you finish, eyes trained on kaeya while his linger on the moon that shines through the clouds.

kaeya still doesn't look at you, but his voice audibly softens with emotion. "are you not mad that i ditched you halfway through our date?"

you laugh, and at that he finally turns to face you fully. conflict wars on his face, and tears brim in his eye, making his iris look like an evening pool as he is struck with a realization that seems to resonate in him, altering something vital in his soul.

"how could i be mad about something so trivial when it's obvious that my boyfriend is upset? besides, there are plenty of other opportunities for more dates."

he looks away at that, but you catch sight of his relieved smile that peeks through in this rare moment of vulnerability. you fall silent then, until kaeya reaches over to hold your hand, squeezing it.

"thank you."

you merely smile, and follow his stare to where the stars begin to wink into existence.

at last, kaeya can interpret the many emotions that swirl like a storm in his heart: gratitude, relief, and a sense of home that he hasn't had in many years. yet most prominent of all, is love for you, knowing that he has finally found someone who will understand and wait for him.

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Protect

(Not my gif!)

Tobias Eaton x reader

Warning: violence

I yawned and sat up slowly. My (h/c) hair was a disaster which didn't surprise me because I move a lot in my sleep. I quickly stood up and got ready for the day putting on black pants and a brown tank top. I slid a knife into my boot and made my way to the pit.

"Morning (y/n)!" Tori yelled and I made my way over to her. "Did you hear what Eric said about you last night?" She asked solemnly.

"No, but I'm assuming it's nothing good." I stated and took a bite of my toast.

"He said you shouldn't be a Dauntless leader because you're...... well, you're a weak and pathetic little girl." I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"What else is new?" I muttered.

I remember it like it was yesterday. I was 16 and I had just joined Dauntless. I was originally from Amity but that didn't stop me. I had always been stubborn and as my father called me, a little firecracker. I had met Eric and we instantly hated each other. That hatred turned into a rivalry that has lasted 8 years.

"Four stood up for you though." Tori stated pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Did he now? That's cute." I chuckled and stood up.

"Good luck training these new initiates. I hear they're more pathetic than the last group." She stated.

"I can only imagine who said that." I stated and rolled my eyes as I walked away.

Once I reached the training room I was greeted by a respectful nod from Four and an angry grunt from Eric.

"I see theure still letting the trash be a trainer." Eric stated with a glare. I smirked slightly.

"Aw, Eric, don't be so hard on yourself." His glare hardened and my smirk widened. Four was shaking his head trying not to laugh.

"Well said." Four stated after Eric walked away. I shrugged.

"He needed to gear it I needed to say it. I'd say that's a win win situation." I stated and he nodded.

"You should watch yourself around him though. He's got influence with the other leaders and he's got it in for you. I can't protect you forever." I chuckled.

"Who says I need you to protect me? I can protect myself." I stated and he looked at his feet.

"I know that, but this is different. You need someone to have your back if you're alone it'll be that much easier for him to make you factionless." Four stated.

"If I go factionless at least I'll have an excuse to kill Eric." I shrugged. Four shook his head and grabbed my arm when I tried to walk away.

"This is serious." He stated and I nodded. I saw the concern in his beautiful eyes and my heart softened.

"Ok, I won't provoke him but if he does anything deserving of a beating, which he most certainly will, I won't stop myself." I stated and walked towards the initiates.

"Today we will be learning how to block and deflect punches and kicks." Four stated as he paced in front of the initiates. I nodded and picked at my nails.

"It's pathetic how you need Four to defend and protect you. I bet you couldn't even win a fight on your own." Eric stated from next to me making me grind my teeth.

"If I remember correctly, Four beat you in initiation. Now that doesn't sound too Dauntless to me." I stayed earning a glare.

"You're asking for it (l/n)." Eric hissed.

"One way to find out." I stated and walked up to Four.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I will be fighting Eric to demonstrate the techniques. Watch me closely. Eric will be showing you what NOT to do." I stated and stood on a mat. Four shook his head.

"Are you crazy?" He asked. Eric pushed past him.

"Oh bugger off. She dug herself into this hole. Now she's gotta dig herself out. Or in this case deeper down." Eric smirked maliciously.

"Oh good grief." Four mumbled and shook his head.

Eric and I got into our fighting positions and he sent the first punch that I easily blocked. I went for his face but he twisted my arm so I stomped on his foot. He grabbed my leg and pushed it away before picking me up and slamming me to the ground. I groaned in pain from the impact and he stood above me smirking.

"You give up yet (l/n)?" He asked mockingly. I smirked and shook my head.

"No, you?" I asked and he raised an eyebrow. Before he could respond I kicked my foot up and kicked him right in the groin. He groaned and fell to the ground. I stood up triumphantly.

"You're gonna pay for that." Eric groaned from the ground and glared at me. I shrugged.

"That is what you don't do. You don't get cocky and you don't let yoir guard down like Eric here." I stated and walked over to Four.

"That was stupid of you." He stated grumpily.

"Hey, at least now you know I can protect myself." I stated and patted his shoulder then walked away.

Later that day I walked down the halls after dinner. I was humming a song we used to sing at Amity. I missed my family but 'faction before blood' was the rules we lived by. I hadn't seen them in 8 years. As I walked I didn't hear the footsteps behind me until it was too late. Everything went black.

...........

I groaned and opened my eyes slowly my head was throbbing and I was having trouble seeing but I recognized that demonic deep voice.

"Im glad you woke up. Just in time." Eric stated and stopped the truck he was driving. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. I glared and tried to push him away but my arms were tied behind my back. He threw me out of the truck and I hit the ground hard.

"I always knew you were a sore loser but isn't this a bit extreme I tried to push myself up but he kicked me back down. I looked around abd saw we were far away from the city right by the far side of the wall.

"You don't know when to shut up do you?" He growled and kicked my side making me yell out in pain.

"You're just jealous I'm better than you." I mumbked earning another kick. I groaned in pain. The kicks kept coming and it seemed to go on forever until I could barely breath then I heard the clicking of a gun.

"I've been waiting for this for 8 years." Eric mumbled and pointed the gun at me. I closed my eyes.

"So have I." A gunshot rang out and Eric yelled in pain. I opened my eyes to see Four. I'd never been happier to see anyone. He kicked the gun away from Eric and knelt next to me. He untied me and I smiled slightly.

"That was dramatic." I mumbled and coughed. He shook his head.

"No more of this I can protect myself I don't need anyone crap. Got it?" He asked and I nodded. "We protect each other from now on."

"You got it boss." I mumbled before I passed out.

I woke up surrounded by white light. I groaned and let my eyes adjust before looking around. I saw I was in the hospital area of the Dauntless compound.

"Im going to assume I'm not dead." I stated and Four chuckled from next to me.

"Not dead but if you ever get into trouble like that again I'll kill you myself." He mumbled. Only then did I notice he was gently hiding onto my hand.

"Where's Eric?" I asked and tried to sit up but it was too painful.

"I tried to get him sent to factionless but max won't have it. I'm just going to have to keep an eye on you more often." I nodded.

"Good for you. I am very pleasant to look at." I joked and he smiled.

"Not looking to pleasant right now are you hotshot?" He asked with a small smile. I squeezed his hand lightly.

"Thank you for saving me." I mumbled. He nodded and kissed my forehead before he pulled away I fought through the pain and pushed myself up just enough to peck his lips. He looked shocked.

"Anytime (y/n)." He mumbled. I smiled and let myself fall back into a peaceful sleep and Four stayed with me the whole time.

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You knew this was a horrible idea. 

It’s Saturday night and you and your boyfriend were back in another night club after being kicked out from one just hours before. Daniel had gotten too drunk, as he always does, causing you to kindly ask the bartender to cut him off. Daniel didn’t take that too lightly resulting in a gnarly swing at the poor guy just doing his job. 

Security threw you out and Daniel called an Uber to go where you thought was going to be your apartment but twenty minutes later you pulled up to another club practically on the other side of town. You yelled at Daniel but he pushed aside stumbling inside for yet even more drinks and mistakes waiting for him inside. 

You sat at the bar simply drinking some water and snacking on some peanuts keeping your eye on your garbage boyfriend. You're constantly checking the time on your phone, annoyed with every passing minute. It was 2 am and you just wanted to go home and sleep. You were even debating texting your brother Steve hoping you could just crash at his place not too far from where you were but it would be incredibly irresponsible to just leave Daniel in the state he’s in. 

So you waited and waited and waited. Your eyelids felt heavy and your energy was just completely drained. You were basically a zombie. It wasn’t until a guy approached your half asleep body that you felt a sense of alert. Daniel was shit-faced so you were practically defenseless. 

“Hey,” the guy shouted over the music.

“Sorry, I’m not interested. My boyfriend’s-” you quickly said, only to be cut off.

“Don’t worry. I’m not gonna hit on you. I’ve got a boyfriend of my own,” he chuckled, making you breathe out in relief. 

“Sorry,” you cringed at yourself. 

“It’s alright; but uh, I hate to be the one to tell you this. You might want to check with your boyfriend,” he said sympathetically. 

You pushed your way through the crowd scanning every face in search of Daniel. What did he do? Is he hurt? Did he get in trouble again? Is he getting arrested? Where is he-

“Daniel?” you said eyes tearing up a bit. 

His arms were wrapped around another girl’s waist as he kissed her the way he kissed you. She practically moaned as their tongues slobbered disgustingly with each other. Their hips grinding against each other proactively as if you weren’t even there. Sadness turned to anger, and anger turned to rage, gripping Daniel’s short hairs and pulling his head away from whoever this girl was. 

“What the fuck?” the girl complained, her eyes completely bloodshot. 

“Did he tell you that he was here with his girlfriend tonight?” you're sad with gritted teeth. Daniel stumbled around still unable to register what the hell was happening. 

“Oh my god, you forreal?” she said.

“Who fucking cares? She’s a prude anyway. I got more action with you than I did her in the past, what, six months?” Daniel slurred. 

“You know what, you’re a fucking prick, dude. She deserves so much better than you; I bet your dick is small anyway,” the girl said.

“Fuck you too bitch,” Daniel spit. 

“I can’t believe you,” you said. 

“Oh, whoop-dee-doo, big fucking surprise. Babe, you’re a prude. Can’t you see it? I don’t know why I’m wasting my time with you anymore,” he practically puked out the words without any second thought. 

“Fine, then I hope you enjoy the rest of your night, you fucking asshole,” you stormed away holding in the tears; he wasn’t worth it. 

Almost three am and you just dumped your cheating lowlife boyfriend on the other side of town. Steve wasn’t answering his phone and you even wanna be near the club anymore. Walking speedily staring at your screen desperate to call an Uber home, you bumped harshly into a hard chest falling to the ground on your bum. 

“Fucking hell, I’m so sorry, darling,” the man said helping you up by your elbows.

“It’s ok. I wasn’t looking- Bucky?” 

“Oh, hey kid. What are you doing? It’s like three in the morning and you don’t live anywhere near here,” Bucky said, crossing his arms. 

“Daniel got himself kicked from the one by our apartment and Ubered here instead.”

“So where’s Daniel?” Bucky scowled; he’s always hated that guy, so did Steve.

“Probably fucking some other chick in the bathroom,” your voice cracked. 

“What?”

“It’s nothing; I just want to go home,” you cried.

“Hey, it’s ok; it’s ok. Do you wanna crash at me and Steve’s? He’s gone for the weekend with Peggy; you can stay in his room at least for the night,” Bucky offered; so that’s why Steve’s not answering his phone. 

“I don’t wanna intrude on your night. I can just call an Uber, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. Steve’ll kill me if he found out I left his baby sis alone in the streets of New York at three in the morning. It’s not a problem, we were just bar hopping and I stopped drinking ages ago.”

“Are you sure, Buck?”

“Of course,” he smiled warmly at you. 

“Hey, Nat!”

“What’s up?” a beautiful redhead approached you both.

“Gonna head home ; don’t do anything stupid,” he chuckled. 

“You too,” she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, “Catch you Monday?” 

“You’re stupid. I’ll see ya,” Bucky laughed before grabbing your hand and headed towards his apartment. 

“Thanks again, Buck. For letting me stay here tonight,” you said once you entered his apartment. 

It had been a while since you hung out at your brother’s apartment but nothing’s changed. Typical men and their inability to change even a throw pillow. You set your small bag on the couch before Bucky led you to Steve’s room. There were pictures of you and him posing at Steve’s graduation; and later your own. Pictures of Steve and Bucky at a theme park, during a bar-be-que for Steve’s birthday. So many memories that Steve held onto in his room. 

“Time really flies doesn’t it?” Bucky said, slightly startling you.

“Sorry,” he chuckled.

“No, you’re fine. But you’re right. Feels all these pictures were taken yesterday,” you reminisced. 

“I got you some clothes if you need to change; I’ll give you privacy,” Bucky said, slipping from the room briskly. 

You sat on the bed frustrated with everything. Your body was so drained from being up so early in the night, to the fight with Daniel. The past couple months with him were so awful. He was just so mean to you all the time and you didn’t know what you did wrong. Where did it go wrong? When did things shift?

"Is everything ok, darling?" Bucky asked quietly, knocking on the door when you hadn't come out after a while.

"What did I do wrong? I thought he loved me," you choked out. 

Bucky sighed as he walked over to the bed sitting beside you before engulfing you in a warm hug. You cried into his shoulder and Bucky couldn't help the anger that bubbled inside him for your excuse of a boyfriend Daniel. He never got along with the guy and now he finally has a reason to knock his teeth in.

"You didn't do anything, I know it. That prick wouldn't know love if it hit him in the face. It's his loss. You deserve so much better than that asshole. Look at me, you're so beautiful and funny and fucking adorable; any guy who can't see how perfect you are, is a dense piece of shit." 

"James," you whispered. 

His words made your heart skip and your stomach flutter. But Bucky’s always had that effect on you. Even growing up. You weren’t going to sit there and pretend that hearing his words hadn't had a deeper effect than they would’ve coming from Daniel. Sometimes you wondered what being with Bucky would be like. You’re not the first to admit how handsome Bucky was and growing up you did have quite the crush on your brother’s best friend.  

You don't know what it was, whether it was the alcohol still swimming through your veins, or just feeling so vulnerable being in Bucky's arms but you wanted him badly. You needed him, needed to feel something again. And you knew he could give it to you. You pressed your lips to his and in an instant his hands dropped to your hips pulling you impossibly close against his body. Your hands went to the back of his head as you kissed him messily. Your noses bumped and teeth clashed but it was the best kiss you’ve ever had. 

“Fuck, your brother’s gonna kill me,” Bucky mumbled, almost to himself, as he slowly laid you down on your back.

Bucky’s hands trailed up your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh every now and then as he continued kissing you passionately. Your own hands couldn’t help but tug at his shirt desperately. When he did so, your breath was completely taken away. It had been years since you’d seen Bucky without a shirt. 

Not only had he been quite skinny just like your brother back then, but not long after leaving for college with Steve he was in a bike accident that left him with ghastly scars and burns along his left arm and shoulder. Since then, it’s fair to say Bucky never really ever took his shirt off. It had taken years just for him to remove the glove he’d always wear to cover the scars on his hand.

“You’ve gotten so strong, James,” you grinned, reaching out to brush the flexed muscles running down his front. 

He simply stared at you with an anticipating and anxious expression on his face, waiting for you to state the obvious. When you didn’t, when you pulled his head down to kiss him once again, he almost cried. Bucky hadn’t been with a woman in so long, afraid of this very moment. He knew at that moment, there was no one quite like you. 

Bucky fell in love. 

“Let me take care of you, darling. You’ve been so good to me,” Bucky whispered huskily in your ear as he trailed his hand under your own shirt brushing his fingertips along the underside of your breast.

His lips pressed softly against your hot skin along your neck before standing up between your legs at the end of the bed. He pulled your shirt off then played cheekily with the straps of your bra that you still had on. You smiled back at him with the same playful stare, reaching behind you to unclasp the material. 

You could see the way Bucky’s eyes darken and his pupils widened as he stared in awe at your naked chest. Your skin bursted into chills under his hungry gaze even though you felt like you were burning up. Bucky leaned forward kissing down the valley of your breasts, nipping once in a while playfully before laying you back down. He shimmied you out of your bottoms easily, kneeling on the ground leaving you completely bare before him. 

“You are absolutely stunning, princess,” Bucky whispered, running his hands up your thighs slowly. 

“Bucky, please. I need you,” you whimpered. 

“Don’t worry, darling. I promise I’m gonna take good care of you,” he smirked devilishly. 

He pushed your knees open, eyeing the arousal that glistened between your thighs. He brought his fingers up to you slowly rubbing your slick around before finally pushing a thick and long finger past your folds. Your body shuddered solely at the foreign but pleasurable feeling, already moaning softly. 

Bucky’s cock strained through pants upon hearing your beautiful moans; they were like music to his ears. He couldn’t help the way his hips would buck into the mattress in a desperate attempt to relieve some pain from his erection. Soon after he pulled his fingers from you slowly only to thrust them further in you, curling his fingers just right. 

He brought his mouth down to you, wrapping his lips around your clit sucking harshly. You gasped and your back arched, overwhelmed with pleasure Bucky was giving you with just his mouth and fingers. All the times that you’d given yourself to your ex, he had never made you feel this good before, feel this full; let alone with his fingers. Bucky was taking his time with you solely for your own pleasure and it made your heart swoon. 

Your legs trapped Bucky’s head between your thighs, squeezing as he continued to eat you out like a starved man. Your hands went to his hair pulling on his dark locks causing Bucky to moan deeply against you. You were so close to a release; your legs shaking violently and your stomach tightening. 

“Come on, princess. Want you to come all over my face. Can you do that for me, darling?”

“Fuck!”

“Be a good girl and make a mess,” Bucky teased.

His fingers moved faster as he swirled his tongue around and over your clit just as quickly. You were becoming overwhelmed and that coil bursted in the pit of your stomach. You pushed Bucky’s face from you, shrieking with pure pleasure; Bucky’s kept the rapid pace with fingers as you fell over the edge.

“Fucking hell, that was so hot, princess,” Bucky said standing up; his fingers, arm, his chest was covered in your arousal. 

“Did I do that?” your voice trembled. 

“Because of me,” Bucky winked playfully.

“I didn’t know I could do that,” you let your head fall back on the bed as you briefly caught your breath.

Bucky grabbed his shirt that he discarded not long ago and quickly wiped his chest and arm before discarding his pants and boxers. He nearly moaned at the feeling when he finally freed his dick from the restraining garments. His hand instantly wrapped around the base before pumping himself a few times. 

You brought yourself onto your elbows momentarily ogling at the sight of Bucky completely bare before you. Your mouth practically watered at the sight. Bucky crawled over you kissing you deeply and messily; but perfectly. He pulled away and you both had goofy smiles on your faces before bursting into a fit of giggles, Bucky’s head burying into the crook of your neck.

“You’re so goddamn adorable, princess,” Bucky’s voice was muffled. 

“Bucky,” you whined. 

You couldn’t resist squirming underneath the burly man. Although, you’ve just had what was probably the best orgasm you’ve ever had, you wanted more. You needed more; you needed Bucky. 

“I got you, darling. I got you.” 

Bucky wanted to tease you more, make you beg, but he was just as desperate to feel you as you were. He propped himself up on his elbows kissing you one last time before reaching between your bodies and lining his dick with your entrance. Both you and Bucky moaned simultaneously as he stretched you out; curses spilling from his lips as incoherent moans fell from yours. 

“So fucking tight, princess. Squeezing my cock just right, aren’t ya?” he whispered.

“Fuck, I feel so full,” you whimpered.

Bucky began to slowly move his hips in and out of you deliciously. He quickly picked up the pace, jetting his hips rapidly making your moans louder. Bucky sat up on his knees and gripped your waist surely to leave bruises in your wake. This new angle surprised you and you couldn’t help the squeals and moans that left your mouth. You chanted Bucky's name like a prayer; as if it was the only word you knew. 

Bucky watched you carefully, your face contorting with pure euphoric pleasure. He couldn’t help notice the small bump in your lower belly and without a second thought, he grabbed your hands pressing them firmly over your tummy. 

“You feel how deep I am, darling? Fucking poking through,” Bucky grunted. 

“Shit! Oh, it feels so good,” you moaned. 

“That’s right, no one’s ever gonna fuck you this good again. This pussy’s mine now,” Bucky growled. 

He took one of his hands and wrapped it around your throat squeezing the sides gently but firm at the same time. Your eyes rolled back and you moaned even louder, confident that the neighbors were sure to complain in the morning. Feeling Bucky’s hand around your neck was so exhilarating; you and Daniel had never ever experimented with anything beyond a pair of handcuffs, and that particular night went horribly. 

You like being choked by Bucky. 

“Fucking slut; you like this, don’t ya?” he came down to whisper huskily against your lips. 

“Mh-hm,” you moaned with a devilish grin, your bottom lip resting between your teeth before your eyes rolled back again. 

“Such a fucking beauty you are.”

Bucky hips snapped in and out and he knew it wouldn’t be long until he needed to release.

“God, I’m close, princess,” he growled. 

His hand moved to rest on the back of your neck to pull you up so you straddled his thighs and your chest was flushed against his. Your sensitive and hardened nipples brushed against his slightly sweaty skin causing you to shudder in pleasure. Bucky’s lips attached themselves to your skin along your collar bones sucking harshly leaving purple marks all along.

Your legs shook once again as they did before and soon enough with an arched back and shout of Bucky’s name you came all over his cock. Overwhelmed with your sex, Bucky bit harshly on your shoulder in a poor attempt to muffled the loud groans and moans he elicited. Feeling your velvety walls squeeze tightly around him pushed him over the edge, coating your walls with hot ribbons on cum. 

He fell forward almost crushing you but you were too tired to complain. Bucky continued to pepper soft kisses all over your skin whispering how good you were to him, how beautiful you looked. Just absolutely showering with compliments. You felt him slowly getting off you, probably afraid he was crushing you, but you didn’t want him to leave just yet. 

“Don’t,” you whispered, wrapping your arms tightly around his body. 

“I don’t want to crush you, darling.”

“You’re not.”

Bucky chuckled before settling completely above you, careful not to make you uncomfortable. Hardly any time went by when he felt the even and soft puffs of air hitting his skin, sure that you had fallen asleep. He picked himself up and with major guilt for his best friend, picked you up from the bed and walked you to his own room. 

After he was sure you stayed sound asleep, Bucky grabbed a clean pair of boxers and hurried himself to Steve’s room again. He collected all the discarded clothes and the dirty sheets and tossed them in the washing machine to clean right away. 

He hadn’t meant to fuck his best friend’s little sister, let alone in his own room, on his own bed, but it all happened so fast. 

He went back to his room letting the clothes do it’s thing, and quickly grabbed his phone. He messaged Steve, telling him that when he got back for his weekend with Peggy, he really needed to talk to him. 

Tonight made Bucky realize how much he loved you. Growing up, you two had always been close. But he doesn’t know when he stopped being friendly and instead began flirting. Bucky wanted to be with you; he knew it now more than ever. 

Bucky watched your gorgeous sleeping form on his bed. He smiled to himself before opening the window; the sun already rising and those beautiful golden rays seeped through the glass window, making you look angelic. He crawled into bed cuddling flushed against your naked body. He chuckled softly when you realized he’d returned, wiggling even further into his arms. 

“I love you, Bucky,” you mumbled. 

“I love you, too, darling.”

And he really, and truly did love you. As did you love him. 

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Heyy🐨 May I have the brothers with a jealous MC??👀 how would the brothers react🤨? why is MC jealous🤔? it can be NSFW if you want🤭😏

only if you're comfortable🤗

remember to drink water and eat daily🥰

Heyy🐨 May I have the brothers with a jealous MC??👀 how would the brothers react🤨? why is MC jealous🤔? it can be NSFW if you want🤭😏

only if you're comfortable🤗

remember to drink water and eat daily🥰

yes! thanks for the reminder,drink a lot of water u too🖤

How the Brothers will react to MC being jealous.

warnings: NSFW (mostly Levi,Mammon & Satan)

✒Lucifer

He will notice right away that you are jealous since he is very aware of your body language and he is very attentive.

Still he will not waste the opportunity to tease a little even if he knows it's not the best thing to do.

He was talking to a lesser demon,they were talking about how to improve the learning system of RAD but he could notice the lust going through this succubis eyes. Lucifer can be a lot of things but he was not and will never be a cheater (50% because it will hurt you and 50% because his pride wouldn't even stand for it) but still decided to keep things professional.

Of course you didn't knew this since you were just watching from a distance, Asmo was by your side being surprised by two of his fans. "That succubi is trying to get Lucifer's attention,you should do something,MC" The Avatar of Lust cooed playfully.

There is two possible scenarios: you wait there where you are and act all high and mighty (since he likes that) or you approach them with an excuse.

If you decide to wait there and play a facade game with your boyfriend on who can get the other to explode on jealousy, then you will have to face an argument later. Lucifer was kind of insecure sometimes,you spent a lot of time with his brothers before he acknowledged his feelings and he knew that he didn't have as much time as they did. He felt like in an constant competition on who got more of you attention,him or any of his brothers. After you argued for a while about how that succubi was practically begin on their knees for him,Lucifer will give in. He knew you were correct but still it hurt his pride to let you know he was wrong. After that you can choose to whether have cuddles and a good dinner at Lucifer's room or a pleasant night having sex. Either way both are awesome.

But if you decide to approach them with an excuse just to get Lucifer's attention, he will be thrilled. His ego and pride being boosted knowing you wanted him and only him to give you his attention but still he was at work so you shouldn't bother him. If the excuse includes something real (like a meeting or a problem with his brothers) he will not be that pissed since you didn't interrupted out of just pure jealousy. If the excuse is something that could wait for him to finish,you are in for a punishment. Lucifer will take you to his room after dinner,he has been planning on this punishment since a few hours ago when the incident happened. He will tie you down,blindfold you and punish you the best way he knows: with pain. But don't misunderstand his intentions,he is giving as much pain as pleasure as he can. The feeling of you being edged and not being able to cum,your whines and the soft tremble in your voice when you beg for him to let you cum drives him insane. After a few minutes of begging he will do what he was waiting for,both of you enjoying the rest of the night together.

"Lucifer please just let me..."

"I told you to be quiet if you want to cum, stay still and don't you dare make a sound." He says with a dark grin on hia face.

✒Mammon.

It's normal for Mammon to get jealous out of the most minimal things but he was used to hide,afraid that if you knew about it you will break up with him.

Still this time he was not the one jealous, it was you. But you have it easy this time, he will be happy if you got jealous and make an scene clamming him as yours.

He was being surrounded by a few models he was posing with,you were seeing his face in the last Majolish edition and you could feel that ugly sensation building up in your chest. It was awful to feel that way and it was even worse when you could see the smile on Mammon's face waiting for you to make a comment about his photoshoot.

“You look good."

Your comment came out harder than expected and you could see his expression falling down a little.

"It's okay if you don't like it,MC." Mammon said with a sad note on his face then he left to his room and you were just standing there with the magazine on your hands.

It took you a while to go to his room to apologize but Mammon already had other plans in mind.

"Mammon I'm sorry for not being..."

"I don't want to hear it,now please come in and lock the door" he said,cutting you off.

You did as he said and got close to him, Mammon seemed angry and at the same time curious. His hands roamed from your hips and back a while before talking again.

"You are very ungrateful,you know that, treasure?" He asked slowly and with a rasping voice,Mammon was horny and feeling a little bit dominant today. It was not your lucky day,that was for sure.

"What do you mean,Mammon?" You asked feeling curious as well.

"You will find out now undress,get on the bed facing the pillows and if you hold at least one sound I'll not fuck you properly,got it?" He said grabbing both of your hands and pulling them behind your back, leading you to bed.

"Mammon I'm sorry I was jealous and it was not my intention to make you feel bad."

Mammon laughed softly and if it was another situation you might have laughed with him but it was not,he was already planning a proper thing to do so there was no escape.

“I know you were jealous I'm not dumb,ya know? But you got your moment of jealousy and I had to suck it up but now I want to get something in return so I want to hear you scream my name and if you decide to just hold yourself even a little I will not give you the pleasure to have my dick inside of you? I want everyone in this fucking house to now who you belong to. So get on the bed so I can get to work,gotcha?" He finishes and leaves a small kiss on your forehead before pulling your arms up and take your shirt off.

Safe to say that every single member of the house who walked past Mammon's door couls hear you begging for him to fuck you already.

✒Levi.

You were counting the hours since you got to Levi's room in order to get some attention from your beloved boyfriend but instead you had to sit and wait for him to finish gaming. The first times it happened it was cool,you were not the needy type so you could wait and he controlled himself a little to stop the gaming and give you that attention that both of you enjoyed so much.

But this time it was different,you have been laying on his tub for three hours straight and he didn't give a single fuck about it. Jealousy was kicking in and you wanted to stop him from talking with his friends about that one game that he could only play in squads so joining the team was not an option.

“I'll go now" you said more to yourself than for your boyfriend who didn't even hear you.

You went downstairs catching Asmo going out of his room and being fast to notice your state. He came to you and asked what was wrong with your attitude today,after you explained to him what happened he offered to calm you down with a spa night together. You were not so sure about it because at the time you were reconsidering going into Levi's room and talk but then Asmo said something you couldn't ignore.

"Levi is the Avatar of Envy so let's just have a spa night and I'll post some of it in my devilgram stories and be sure he is going to be as mad as you were just now." He said with a playful smile.

That was not going to end well but it was worth a try anyways. Both of you got to the kitchen and made drinks and grabbed some snacks before going to his bedroom and start with the whole thing. Asmo gave you a bathrobe and make sure to tie it so part of your chest was exposed before snapping a pic of both of you together in front of his full body mirror,sitting on the floor and drinking wine from two cups. But that was not enough for Asmo so he snapped a video of both of you putting the face masks on each other and writing "MC can always come to me when their bf doesn't give them the right attention🖤" before posting it on his story.

"Asmo open up!" Levi said from the other side of the door fifteen minutes after, his knocking was hard and persistent.

"I'm going jeez you are annoying." Asmo said with a huff before opening the door.

"So this is what you do when you need affection? You come to see him? Am I not enough for you,MC?" Leviathan asked angrily but deep inside it was his fear of you changing him talking. You got to him after coming out of the bathroom with your face already clean.

"Excuse me? I've been sitting on your tub for three hours straight waiting for you to finish you game and hearing you talk with your damn friends about how good are all of you,so don't you dare come to me trying to use the "am I not enough" card because when I try to show you you are,indeed,enough you just shove me off or hust ignore me. Now you can go if you want because Asmo and I are having plenty of fun here." You said back,now Levi was feeling way more angry and jealous than before.

"No,you are coming with me!" Levi said before grabbing you by the hips and pulling you on his shoulders. Then he started walking out of Asmo's room.

"Levi I think this is enough,you are making a scene!" You said trying to sound mad but deep down you were happy you were getting the attention you were craving for.

"I don't give a fuck." Levi huffed before getting to his room and pulling you out of his shoulders and taking the bathrobe out of your body.

"Levi..."

"No,listen up and listen up well,MC. I might not be the best but you are still my partner and only mine so if you want attention just say it,if you want me to stop playing I will but you better start being clear because I don't want to do this again." He said looking calm but his tail already popped out of his body and his horns were almost popping out too.

"I don't want you to stop doing what you like but you also like me,do me once in a while too." You said without thinking about it twice.

Levi blushed and ignored your needy eyes for a second before going to his door and putting the lock on it. He then came back to you and buried his face on the crook of your neck.

"Why do you gotta be so difficult sometimes? You can't go around making me feel this way every time,MC." Levi said before sucking the place his face was resting,you could feel his tail wrapping around your hips and brushing one of your legs with the tip of it.

"I can make you feel even better if you just sit and relax,please." You said closing your eyes and placing your hands on his tail making him moan softly.

"Are-are you going to ride me,MC?" Levi asked under his breath pulling his face out of your neck to look at you.

"Yes,and it's going to be best I've ever done but I need you to sit and relax so I can work." His eyes got darker and his tail abandoned your hips to wrap around your leg and start teasing you with the tip.

"I want you to suck my dick before and while you do it I want to fuck you with my tail." He says blushing and looking away.

"Bet,now get on your chair and let me suck you,please?" He nodded and sat on his gamer chair,you got on your knees un pulled his pants and underwear down with his help. When his cock was free it only took you a second to get your mouth to work and let your ears be blessed with Levi's moans. Before you could even think about it,Levi started stimulating you with his tail making you moan now. He was smirking but his smirk was quickly deleted by the loud moan who escaped from his mouth when you went to deepthroat.  It was going to be a long afternoon and you will probably skip dinner.

✒Satan

As much as you didn't like to admit it,it was hard to see Satan help so many demons at the library but it was still cute to visit him once in a while to take him some tea to warm up his work a little.

And today you were there with a recently bought cup of steaming tea for your boyfriend who seemed occupied talking to a demon you didn't knew about.

"He is not doing nothing wrong,he is just talking with them,it's alright." You said to yourself.

But the chatting was not over so you just sat on one of the many tables at the library waiting for him,you were being irrational and not thinking clearly but you were not jealous,at least that's what you said to yourself. Ten minutes after you decided to move and go to Belphie who was the one who accompanied you to the library with the excuse that he needed a book but in reality he was just looking for a quiet place to sleep.

"Belphie,can we do something?" You asked the sleepy demon when you got to him,he yawned and looked at you with a playful smile.

"Yeah,gimme that cup of tea and let's just talk for a while... But only if you braid my hair." He said now smiling softly,you nodded with a smile and gave him the cup of tea who was originally for Satan.

You were talking for a while,Belphie still had some tea in his cup and half of his hair braided by you. Then Satan appeared and watched the two of you interact, the jealousy was building inside of him when watching both of you be so playful and intimate. You never braided his hair and he was sure that the cup Belphie put down just now was for him. He cleared his throat waiting for you to stand up and give him a kiss but instad you just looked at him and smiled before going back to finish the braiding.

"Hi Satan,we were waiting for you but you were busy so we got comfortable, isn't that right,MC?" Belphie said wanting to tease his brother and it worked.

“Yeah,I bought you some tea but I didn't want to interrupt you so Belphie drank it,by the way who was that demon? They seemed pretty cool." You said with a smile acting innocent and unbothered which drove Satan insane for a split second.

"They are certainly not important,I just finished my shift,can we go now?" He said fixing his uniform trying to look as unbothered as you were.

"Yes,I can finish your hair when you get home if you want to." You said to Belphie with a smile that he reciprocated and nodded.

"Have a good time,tell Beel I'll sleep here a few more hours before going home. Thanks for the hair,MC." He said hugging you before you got up of your seat.

Satan growled down his breath and waited for you to pick up your things like a gentlemen. Both of you started your way back home having a simple talk about your respective days. He didn't wanted you to feel annoyed by his jealousy so he didn't say anything until you mentioned that Lucifer helped you with some homework today before going to see him.

"What? Why didn't you ask me? I'm the one helping you with homework every single day." He said with an angry tone.

"I know but I also know you don't like when I go the the library to steal your attention when you are working so I just asked him to help me this time,I'm not going to do it every single day."  You said with a happy smile,you knew your teasing was working.

"I know I said that but I can always make an exception for you." He smiles but it's just a facade,he was burning inside.

"Oh no,you can't make an exception for me every time I need help with something like homework so don't worry,okay?" You said rubbing his arm softly. He nodded and kept silent until you got home and he said he was going to take a bath.

You did the same thing and when you got out of the tub you saw a message from him saying that he needed help and if you could being your things from RAD to his room. You put on some clother quickly and did as he said. When you got there Satan gave you a simple kiss and locked the door.

"I know I shouldn't feel jealous about things that are insignificant but I can't help but to think about why would you choose to do something as important as homework with Lucifer and not with me. So tell me MC,do you think Lucifer is smarter than me?" He asked with a terrific smile that send shivers down your back.

"No,I will never doubt your knowledge." You said,your voice trembling a little.

"Why are you so scared,my little lamb? Now we are going to do more homework but with a reward,for every question you answer right I'll pound into you but if you answer wrong I'll just stay still and use you as a cockwarmer and you better don't move. Do I have permission to use you,dear?" He asked,you nod and got rid of your pants and underwear and positioned yourself on his cock,your back facing him and your arms resting on the sides of the desk.

Everything went alright,he was already pounding into you when you got it wrong and he stopped.

"Satan please please please." You whined,he shaked his head slightly and spread one of your legs so his cock went even deeper making you moan again.

"You don't deserve it,now tell me everything you know about the first pandemic that occurred in the Devildom and don't you dare move,darling." The blond said watching you squirm and fight your need to move.

✒Asmo

He is easy to get jealous and you knew it and that's why you decided to go working out with Beel and came back both of you sweating a lot. Asmo found out that he likes to see you sweating for the mere fact that you also sweat when he keeps you up for more than your fragile human body can take. But this time he was not the only one jealous. Having to deal with his fans club was a pain in the ass,they were not disrespectful towards you but you knew they wanted Asmo all for themselves and,surprise! So did you.

"Asmo if you are going to get inside smelling like 20 different demons at least just spray some perfume." Levi said scrunching his nose and walking away.

"You are just jealous I get to have all the demons I want." Asmo replicated amd then sat right besides you wanting a kiss.

"Hey,how are you doing?" You asked ignoring his needs,your eyes into the book in your hands not being able to even look at your boyfriend.

"I want a kiss,MC." He said snuggling against you a little bit more.

"And I want you to stop smelling like other demons but I can't have what I want and it seems like neither can you." You said letting the jealousy speak.

Asmo gasped and put his hands on his chest dramatically,Lucifer chuckled softly from the other side of the common room and you were still not looking at him.

"I can't avoid it,darling. Those demons want my attention and I have to give it to them,I cant help when they want to snuggle up against me or just to get closer to feel my scent but if it makes you feel better,there are things they will never be able to experience with me and you can!" He said happily,kissing your cheek.

"Fine,I'll go to my room." You said still angry,the sound of Asmodeus whinings filled the air as you walked away.

After a few minutes whining to Lucifer about what might have gotten into your head,Lucifer told him a few things.

"They are jealous,Asmo. MC was trying to not punch you in the face when Levi made that comment about you smelling like other demons." Lucifer said while going through paperwork.

"How is that they can be jealous? I'm loyal to them and they should now it already." Asmo hissed feeling a little bad about his actions.

"How do you feel when MC goes to you and they smell like one of us? It's almost the same thing with the difference that MC can't tell when you smell like other demons." Lucifer explained to his younger brother making him feel bad about his actions.

He did remembered all those times you got to him smelling like one of them and he made sure to infest you with his scent so his brothers knew you were with him but you couldn't do that because humans don't have a different scent,they all smell the same.

"You should apologize." Lucifer said after watching Asmo stand there,struggling to know what to do next.

"I won't,it's my nature and they have to accept it." Asmo said angrily,surprising Lucifer. He could almost see pride going through his brothers.

"Remember that you are not the only one after MC,Asmo. And if I didn't get things wrong,they are going out with Mammon today." The oldest said trying to make his brother rethink his actions but it didn't work.

"Fine they can do whatever they want,it's not like I'm the one jealous." And he went to his room to have a rampage alone.

And you were not going to apologize either so it was like a dead end,at least that's how Asmodeus saw the situation.

Lucifer's words were floating through his mind and he knew that if he wasn't fast enough to find a solution one of his brothers would offer his shoulder to cry on and he couldn't let them take advantage of a simple mistake like this.

He was going out of his room when he found you at his door getting ready to knock. He was shocked so when you asked him if you could talk it was like if someone threw cold water to him.

"I know I should not feel jealous but I can't avoid it. There's millions of people out there that are really willing to give you everything you need and want without putting any type of limit and maybe that's what you want but I can't give you that,Asmo. So I get it if you want to end things here." You said looking away from his peachy eyes and red cheeks.

"What? No,MC! I'm not letting you go this easily,I'm not going to stand here and watch you walk away because that's not how I do things and neither do you! I can make an effort and you can be honest with the things I do that you don't like because I am honest and you should too so... Please,don't leave everything that we have now." Asmodeus says with a shaky voice and teary eyes.

"Asmo I don't want to leave you."

"Then don't." He says embracing you in a hug and pushing you to bed so both of you could cuddle.

"MC,darling... Do you want to have sex now? Like a reconciliation type of sex." Asmo says in a low tone after a while cuddling together,you laugh loudly and he smirks.

"Fine but it has to be quick because Satan is making dinner and he won't wait for us." You say,getting on top of him to kiss him.

"The good things I can do can't be done quick,MC." Asmo hissed before pulling his clothes off.

✒Beel.

It was after a game,you were taking him snacks when you could notice some demons talking to him. You knew about them because he told you about their existence as soon as they approached him but there was something off about these people.

And then you saw it,one of them was caressing Beel's arm and he was highly uncomfortable and it was obvious (at least to you). So you went there.

"Hi guys,sorry for interrupting but my boyfriend and I have a date planned and I need him to come with me." You said with a very obvious fake smile making them growl at you like dogs.

"Let's go." Beel said taking your hand and pulling you away from them.

"How can they be so disrespectful? Everybody knows we are dating and you were clearly uncomfortable and now you probably smell like them and ugh..." You growl when you are already away from them.

"You are cute when you are jealous." Beel says smiling,he liked when you talked about him as yours and yours only.

"I'm not jealous I'm just saying that they should respect you." You say looking in your bag for the snacks you brought him.

"It's okay if you are jealous,MC." Beelzebub says when you hand him a pair of snacks.

"I'm... I am jealous,of course I am jealous but it's stupid because you don't even gave me reasons to be jealous and it wasn't even your fault you were just being polite." Beel takes you with one of his hands and pulls you closer to him by your waist.

"MC you don't have to be jealous,I have eyes for you and you only. You are the only person I can be with without my stomach bothering me." He says with a soft smile.

"I love you,a lot. You know that,don't you?” You ask giving the same type of smile to your tall and cute boyfriend.

"Let's go home,I'm kinda hungry now." He says taking your hand and starts walking.

"I was so mad I didn't even noticed your stomach growling,sorry." You said,blush crossing your cheeks in embarrassment.

"Um... That's not the only type of hungry I was talking about." He says blushing.

"Oh..."

Both of you are blushing hard and the few people around can only see you with happy eyes,love was not something that Devildom was used to see so it was heart warming at some point even for some demons.

When both of you got home (and after he got something to eat) it was time for him to eat again. Leaving you softly in his bed after checking on that Belphie was sleeping somewhere else but their room, Beel asked for permission before pulling down your underwear and get to work.

He was not only being fed by your beautiful self but his mind was going 1000 miles per minute as you kept moaning his name and praising him.

"Beel oh Lord you are amazing." You whined after you already cum twice just for his mouth.

He didn't say anything but instead positioned himself on your entrance and got into you slowly as you grabbed the sheets trying to take him all at once. Both of you being consumed by lust as he pounded into you with no shame at all and you whined his name over and over again.

✒Belphie

This was an odd one,he was not the type to catch on when someone flirted with him but he was not an idiot and he was getting pissed at two lesser demons who were flirting with him at RAD's cafeteria as he waited for you to come back from a meeting with Lucifer and Diavolo.

"I know you have someone in your life but we can join if you want us to." They said to him.

"I thinks it's pretty obvious that he is not interested on any of you so you can shove off now." You said,every single of your words having the right amount of venom.

"Ugh,humans are nasty anyways." One of them said and both walked away.

"I was just trying to sleep." Belphie said feeling annoyed as you were.

"It's okay,I don't mind." You said very safe of your words but it wasn't true at all.

You knew Belphie was not about dating other people but it was affecting you anyways and your boyfriend could tell.

"You know I only want you so don't get that head of yours tells you otherwise, okay MC?" he said with his sleepy voice.

You smiled and nodded but you could feel something was off inside you.

That day when both of you got home you remember what Mammon once said to you. “humans have their special smell and all of us smell a little bit like you,when you get physical with any of us your scent sticks to us for a couple of days."  So you put your plan going and decided to infest Belphie with your scent in the best way possible.

"MC? You seemed anxious on the phone,is everything okay?" Belphegor asked getting in the attic.

"It certainly is but I want to have some time alone with you and I was getting a little bit anxious when you didn't show up." You explained to him with a little smile.

He smiled and walked towards you,feeling the list built up inside him. His hands got to your neck and pulled you into a kiss that was getting more and more steamy every second.

"Belphie,I want to mark you." You said when you two broke the kiss to start undressing.

"Then please do." He said under his breath, ready to have a very hot night.

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[mountswhore]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 — mason mount

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aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Mason knows you enjoy your time to breathe, and relax after god knows how long of fun. He presses a small kiss to your cheek, thanks you, and helps you put your clothes back on. You’d be on the balcony of his bedroom, letting the wind hit your face, feeling a pair of arms wrap around you and a drink of water appear in front of you. Mason always takes the best care of you, by letting you relax and softly assisting you in whatever you needed.

body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

Mason feels as if it’s a bit shallow to have a favourite body part, but if he had to choose, it’d he his arms. He knows you love them, so he loves them too. They hold you down during sex, wrap around your body with ease, making you drool as the veins appear. You get a great view of them holding your legs as he goes down on you.

If he could choose everything about you, he would. But his absolute favourite body part would be your lips. He’d watch you talk to him about whatever, and see how they curve, how bite-able they were. Seeing them wrapped around his cock does a number on him, it’s a sight he wish he could see at any point of the day.

cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

Mason knows you enjoy it when he cums inside you, but he loves seeing it all over your face. Seeing those pretty lips at work, then minutes later covered in his cum. What a sight. Or in your mouth. It’s pleasure within itself to watch your eyes roll to the back of your head, as he fills your mouth up and forces you to swallow.

dirty secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Mason is dominant as fuck. He loves the whole ‘daddy’ thing, it really gets him going. Just seeing you so soft and innocent underneath him was a sight for sore eyes. It wasn’t an every-time-you-have-sex thing, more of a long-awaited session thing. There are times Mason wants to be soft with you, but this is what turns him on the most.

experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

You and Mason met when you were pretty young and inexperienced, which made an awkward first time. But now you look back on it and laugh, because Mason knows exactly how to get you there, and you know how to get him there too.

favourite position (This goes without saying)

During one of your rougher sessions, he’d prefer doggy all the way. It’s the perfect position to hit the spot for you and him. And the view is incredible. But in general, you being on top is his favourite. He gets to see it all, and doesn’t have to move his head. He can see your boobs bouncing as you ride him, your face contort as you moan from the pleasure, and the feeling was immaculate.

goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

When you’d both been on a night out, getting home and all over each other, it’d be a lot of giggly sex. Mason tripping on his trouser leg as he tried to walk and take them off, it was hilarious to drunk you. But you’d be hushed very quickly as his lips met back with yours, pushing you onto the bed before the pair of you were laughing again.

But in moments of missing him for a few weeks at a time, or if Mason is sexually frustrated from being on a sex ban because of football, he’s stone cold. He wants you, he needs you. And you let him. He gets down to business immediately and knows exactly what he’s doing, he wants to hear you moan and feel you around him.

hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Mason likes to keep it clean, not hairless, but trimmed. To you, it didn’t matter. But for him, it’s his personal preference.

intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

Making you feel good, getting you to your high, that was all that mattered to Mason. He knows you like to be wooed, not just get straight into it. So he always rubs you down gently, his fingers gently drifting to places he couldn’t wait to get to. All while telling you how beautiful you were, how much he loved you. Kissing every inch of your body, moving your hair from your face and complimenting you. Every beautiful thing you could say to your lover, is said.

jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

He doesn’t do it a lot. When training for a game, he’s put on a two-week sex ban. So there are times when he gets home and needs to see you in one of your nice lingerie, touching himself to the look of you. But whenever he can spend his time fucking you over and over, it’s time we’ll spent.

kink (One or more of their kinks)

Aside from the daddy kink, he has a corruption kink. Knowing he was your first, he’d slowly plagued your innocent mind with dirty thoughts. Taught you what he liked, learnt what you liked. Seeing you become more confident sexually, because of him, it turned him on.

location (Favorite places to do the do)

Mason has a few favourite places:

The kitchen counter; seeing you bent over and begging for more of him, bruises most likely forming from the constant drilling into the counter. In a house as big as his, you could be as loud as you wanted. And he loved hearing the nice echoes of your moans.

Sun beds; when you were both on holiday, mason was taking advantage of the time he was allowed to have sex. He wanted to enjoy the sun, and you. So in the comfort of your private Villa, you were all his in front of the sweltering sun and gorgeous view.

Car; it was a tight squeeze, sure, but it was all the more sexy. Mase had a legal amount of tint to his windows, meaning nobody was seeing into his car. So he could have you going down on him as he waited in traffic, making all kinds of faces and noises for only you to see and hear.

motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

After your massive shopping sprees, you’d arrive home with a myriad of bags and clothes. You’d make Mason sit on the couch, parading your body around in front of him, with all kinds of complimenting clothing. It wasn’t long before you were both tangled together on the couch, Mason hitting you from behind.

Or when he gets home from training, all sweaty and grunting from moving around for hours, and he’d see you bent over the counter casually scrolling your phone. Mason would be bringing you up to the shower with him.

no (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He wasn’t big on tying you up, even if you tell him it doesn’t hurt, he wouldn’t dare do it in case he actually did hurt you. Or spitting in your mouth, it just didn’t turn him on like it did other people.

As far as turn offs go, there’s nothing you do that turns him off.

oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Mason was god-like at giving head, he does it for his own pleasure. But he prefers receiving. Call him selfish, sure. But the look on your face as you’re taking all of him, it’s a sight he wouldn’t exchange for the world.

pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Mason likes to do it rough, he knows it turns you on more than anything, and it ties in perfectly with his kinks. But for more romantic evenings, like your anniversary, he’s holding you gently and slowly thrusting into you, your lips connected the whole time.

quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

You only have quickies when you have events to attend to. One of your families barbecues? Quickie either in the car or their bathroom. A wedding party? Quickie in the toilets or he’d be fingering you under on of the tables. Let’s just say Mason lives on quickies.

risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

I wouldn’t call it risky, more experimentation. But when you suggested buying whipped cream, ice, and chocolate sauce. He thought you were making ice creams, not having experimental sex with food. But he bought in nonetheless and tried it, rubbing your nipples with ice cubes. Seeing your back arch and hearing your moans erupt from your mouth, it was enough to know he was going to enjoy you bringing a bag of ice home.

stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Being an athlete, you’d think Mason can last a while. And you’d be right. But sometimes, when he’s had a long few months of training, as well as the god-awful sex ban, just seeing you in a bra would make him cum.

toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Anything that pleasures you, he has it. Vibrators, beads, gag, whip, paddle. You name it. In the bottom of his bedside table, that’s where you’ll find the goodies. After learning how many tools there were to help you reach a good orgasm, Mason was feeling a few hundred quid lighter.

unfair (How much they like to tease)

If football doesn’t work out, Mason could have a career in teasing. He does it in places he knows you can’t do anything about it. At a barbecue, he’ll ‘excuse himself’ past you and grab at your hips tightly, feeling his dick against your ass. Looking back at you with a smirk, you know what he’s in for later.

volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Mason had mastered the art of silence, when he’d be sharing a room with another England teammate, and you’d be sending him nudes nonstop. He had a gallery full, and yet here you were, adding a few more and making him hard. But he loved to be loud, knowing it was only you two in the house, he could do as he pleased, grunting as he slammed into you.

wild card (A random headcanon)

He loves being in a cocky mood with you, not to piss you off, but to sexually frustrate you. As you hoover under his feet, he’d whisper a few dirty thoughts into your ear as he got up. Or if you hand him a drink whilst he’s playing on his pc, he rewards you with a slap on the ass.

x-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Mason is hung. The men who don’t brag about their size are the biggest. He knows he doesn’t have a completely chiselled body like other men do, but you never fail to remind him that none of them have ever made you cum like he has. It made him more confident about his fingers, his arms, his legs his chest. It was him that you chose, and it’s him that gets to make you cum every night if he wanted to.

yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Too high for the career he has. He’d quite happily be buried between your legs all day if he could choose to be, or have you gagging on him every night. He just wanted you all day every day, and his job wouldn’t allow it. But it made your sex sessions much better, with all the pent up sexual frustration.

zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Not as quickly as you. Whilst you’re dozing off on his chest, he’s stroking your hair with one hand and dragging his other hand from your cheek all the way down to your hips and back. It’s not long after you’re completely out for him to cuddle into you and drift off himself.

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