#ok i'm done now i swear. having a moment please look away

[dejasquietplace]

philautia

#deja arts #devil may cry #dmc #dmc v #vergil sparda #dmc vergil #ok i'm done now i swear. having a moment please look away #they were insane for the end of v's bloody palace. good god

[beanxiv]

NAGI X READER WHEN HE CALLS THEM A PAIN AND THEY GET SAD SO HE COMFORT THEM -🌷 anon

waiting ; nagi seishiro ✩࿐

warnings: hurt/comfort (im so bad at writing hurt/comfort so pretend this is good), petnames, nagi being mean (at the beginning), communication issues :/, established relationship

notes: nagi is definitely the type to bottle in all of his frustration and then take it out on you unintentionally, but its ok i can change him.

wc: 1.9k

"sei, can we watch a movie together?" you sit on one end of the couch while nagi lays on his stomach next to you (feet by your thighs and head facing the opposite arm rest) taking up the rest of the couch. his nose is buried in his phone screen, explosions and other video game sounds blasting from the speaker.

"uhhm, 'kay. lemme finish this round." your boyfriend mumbles, not bothering to look over his shoulder at you.

you sigh, but decide to stay patient. "okay, baby." you fiddle with the tv remote as you wait. when a couple minutes pass you tilt your head to glimpse at nagi's face. "done yet, shiro?"

"no. wait."

you frown, "okay.. but you've been playing for an hour before i asked you to watch a movie and you said you'd finish this round fifteen minutes ago."

"oh, my bad. i accidentally started a new round. i have t'finish the round now, can't pause an online game. just gimme a few more minutes." he still barely acknowledges you, nothing more than a slight shrug of his shoulders.

when another ten minutes pass your patience starts to wear thin. "seishiro, do you want to watch a movie together or—"

"i said wait a few minutes. the round is still goin— ah, fuck! you made me die.." nagi clicks his tongue in annoyance. pushing up off his elbows to sit up and angrily tossing his phone on the carpet. "goddamn, y/n. you're such a pain sometimes."

you blink, an ache building deep in your chest. "what?" you swallow the lump in your throat away. "i asked you if you wanted to watch a movie. you said yes and told me to wait. i waited fifteen minutes and asked again. you told me to wait. i waited again. i stayed patient for thirty minutes. now you're calling me a pain? after barely even looking at me today? you haven't talked to me since you came home from practice three hours ago!" you scoff in spite of yourself, "..really, seishiro. if you wanted space, you could have told me."

you see the weight of nagi's words start to process in his eyes, "shit— i didn't mean that, y/n. wait—"

"i'm tired of waiting, nagi." with that you slide off the couch and walk into your shared bedroom, slamming the door shut before nagi can see tears of frustration threaten to spill over your eyes.

when the door shuts loudly nagi flinches but doesn't move from the couch. he sits there, swearing under his breath and running a hand down his face. "i'm such a fucking idiot.." he wishes he could kick himself for his stupid mouth. the image of your face completely falling into bitter sorrow when he called you a pain replays in his head. regret freezes his veins, and his own heart starts to ache each time your expression fills his brain.

he swears at himself again before jumping off the couch and rushing to your shared bedroom. he hesitates but manages to knock twice on the door.

"y/n, baby. i'm so sorry. please," he chews on his lip. please what? he doesn't even know what he's asking for. please open the door, please forgive me, or please talk to me? he doesn't know. he'll take any option at the moment.

he hears you shuffle to the door and sniff. are you crying? his heart breaks a little bit more at the thought of you hurt because of his idiocy.

"nagi, i meant what i said." you still haven't opened the door. but talking through the wood is better than nothing. "i'm tired of this. it's not the first time this has happened. you've ignored me a lot before. i understand if you want time for yourself, i do too sometimes. but don't tell me you're going to do something with me and not mean it."

"i know, y/n. i'm sorry, i just.." nagi isn't known for his way with words. he's not used to voicing his every thought. but he's willing to make the effort to fix his mistake and make it up to you. "practice sucked today. i was in a shitty mood after and i took it out on you when i shouldn't have."

he hears you sigh. the lock on the door clicks and you pull the door open. nagi searches your face for any indication of your reaction. his heart drops at the sight of your red, puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

he wants to pull you tight against himself— kiss the hurt away— but he holds himself in place. he doesn't want to push his limits until you completely forgive him.

"why didn't you just tell me? we've been dating for so long now, do you still not feel comfortable enough to tell me things?"

"no! i do. i just— today was so stressful, i just wanted to lock myself up in the house and play games to get my mind off of it. i didn't realize i'd been ignoring you all day, i'm sorry."

you let out a laugh that doesn't quite reach your eyes, "see? nagi, you could have told me all of this hours ago. none of this would have happened." you have a bitter look in your eyes that tells nagi you're still upset. "it would've been that easy. just a simple 'hey, y/n i had a rough day today, and i'm not really in the mood to do anything today.' and i would have respected that and moved on."

he steps forward and takes your hands in his, "angel, i'm sorry. really sorry for calling you a pain. i swear i didn't mean it. it was— i was projecting my frustration onto you when i should have just communicated it and found an output a different way. you're the farthest thing from a pain. you're— you're honestly the reason why i'm living my life," nagi breathes out a laugh. "if it weren't for you my routine would just be wake up, football, games, eat, sleep, repeat. and not only that, you're beautiful, inside and out. and you make me laugh, and you make really good food for me, and you help me take care of choki. actually, not only that— you help me take care of myself too. honestly, i don't know if i could survive without you, y/n. so please, please forgive me, angel."

you chew on your bottom lip, "nagi—"

nagi winces, "and please stop calling me that."

this pulls a ghost of a smile onto your lips which sends a flutter through nagi's heart. you think to yourself for a moment and the smile fades slightly. "seishiro, a relationship works two ways. you know that. for it to work you have to talk to me. tell me everything— if practice went well, tell me. if it was absolute shit, still tell me. if you feel like doing something, tell me. if you don't, tell me again. i didn't start dating you just for the title, sei. i want to be with you. i want to know what makes you happy, what stresses you out— i want to know everything you'll allow me to. in exchange, i'll trust you with my heart too."

nagi presses his lips together in a tight line, "i trust you with everything. you know i do. fuck, i trust you with some things more than i trust myself." nagi sighs through his nose, his eyes a window of rare vulnerability. a window that opened only for you. "i can tell you anything, y/n, i know i can. i just don't know how. it's not something i do. i mean before you moved in with me, i lived alone during high school-- until blue lock-- and i didn't talk to anyone except reo in school. i'm not used to talking about myself and what's on my mind. the only thing i ever spilled my thoughts to was choki— my cactus for fucks sake," nagi laughs dryly. he felt pathetic telling you something so stupid. it reminded him why he kept his heavier thoughts to himself. but...

"well, you have me now. ah, and choki too if it helps," is that a smile? you're smiling— only slightly, but a smile nonetheless.

does that mean you've forgiven him? no... even if you do forgive him, he still owes you a proper apology. he wont let you walk away without it.

"i think you're a better listener than choki," nagi admits. when he expected you to scoff in his face and turn away, you stayed and continued talking with him. "i just took to long to understand that. and i promise to work on it. i'm sorry, angel. i never want to hurt you, i only want to see you happy."

"thank you, 'shiro." you murmur, finally looking up at him. nagi searches your expression for any remnants of pain and he sees none, as soon as he sees the soft look in your eyes he exhales, all of his worry leaving his chest. you smile slightly, squeezing his hand a bit. "i accept your apology. and ill try to be patient too, i understand it takes time to completely share all of your thoughts and feelings, so i won't push if you don't want to tell me anything, but at least tell me that much if you don't feel like talking."

nagi nods, "i will. i promise, i swear i'll work on it. thank you, yn. thank you for forgiving me." he can't help himself anymore, and pulls you snug to his chest, his arms right around your waist as he buries his head into the crook of your neck. "i love tou so much.. i would beat myself up if i lost you because i'm a moron."

you giggle a bit, your hand coming up to card through his hair. "mhm, you are kind of a moron."

"yeah?" nagi chuckles back, sighing softy. you feel his breath fan against your neck and pull him from the crook of your neck to look at him.

"yeah, you are. but as long as we both work on communicating, we'll be okay." a grin tugs at your lips as you look at your boyfriend.

nagi nods, his soft white hair swishing a bit as he does. "i promise t'communicate better, angel. or at least i'll try my best for you."

"and that's all i'm asking for," you murmur, the grin still on your face as you lean towards nagi to plant a kiss on his lips.

nagi returns your kiss before pulling away to look at you, "you wanted t'watch a movie together earlier.. right?"

"are you sure?" you chew on your lip, looking at him with a furrow between your brows that he wants to kiss away. "if you're still not feeling up to it, it's oka-"

"i want to," nagi interrupts, pulling you in by your waist to kiss between your brows. "so let's go cuddle and watch something."

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#i think i hate this.. #can u tell i dont usually write angst/hurt #im so used to writing fluff i had no clue how to go about this #i bullshitted this whole request im so sorry anon #😭😭 #beanxiv writes #blue lock #bllk #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #nagi seishiro #seishiro nagi #nagi seishiro x reader #seishiro nagi x reader #nagi x reader #nagi blue lock #blue lock nagi #hurt/comfort

[vinnieswife]

hello! may i request a neteyam x reader oneshot where they’re having a cute moment together and reader discover that he’s ticklish? just pure fluff and neteyam laughing a lot (this boy deserves to be happy and in love), maybe she ends up on top of him and then they’re both flustered (but not in a super suggestive way and more like idiots in love). i hope this is ok and ty! sorry if is too specific. i really love your works. :)

“Are you that ticklish?”

Neteyam x gn!omaticaya!reader

words: 762

warnings: kissing and using “skxawng”

author’s note: OMFG this so cute I swear, I don’t know if the end is like you wanted annon but I tried my best :)

An ikran flew too close to you, passing you at high speed "teyam be careful!" he turned his head from his ikran at your shout "oh come on this is my moment of freedom, let me have some fun ma y/n" he said laughing, the nickname making the blush grow to your cheeks.

Holding tight to your ikran you sped up, passing closer to the eldest Sully, his horrified expression made you burst into a fit of laughter "so that's how you want to play huh?", you laughed fixing your gaze on him "you know I'm going to beat you teyam", now it was his turn to laugh "you wish y/n". You set your visor, "last one to the glade loses" having said that your ikran started to descend at high speed with Neteyam right behind you, the race was interesting, you were both playing while trying to win, when you were about to land neteyam's ikran opened its wings making you fly to the side while he landed in the grass. Your face showed pure amazement "you are a cheater neteyam sully!" "we never talked about the rules love", your mouth closed quickly at the nickname, after landing you approached neteyam leaving a soft thump on his back "skxawng", he laughed following you into the forest.

The eclipse was settling making the glowing freckles appear on your bodies, you couldn't help but fix your eyes on neteyam's back, seeing how the patterns were broken, covered in scars from the war, your eyes moved to his side making neteyam realize that you were looking at him "what are you looking at? " "mhmn?" your ears ignored his words, your fingers moving closer to his ribs to trace a couple of scars, when your fingers made contact with his skin a chuckle escaped his lips as his body moved away from your touch. A mischievous look appeared on your face, neteyam's face went from a cheerful one to a completely serious one "y/n no..." but it was too late, you pounced on him sending both of you to the ground, you started attacking his sides with light finger movements, laughter began to escape his lips as his body jerked, "Ah~ ah please, HA y/n please.... Icantbreathe" you stopped your movements letting him rest "I didn't understand what you said" you said a smirk gracing your lips "fuck you" neteyam said trying to catch his breath, your hands made contact with abdomen again making his eyes widen like plates "Fuck no! HAHAHAHA... please!", "are you going to keep mumbling some more insults to my person again teyam?" "oh no, no I promise, just stop" you quickly got up from him "are you that ticklish?" you said laughing, he stood up with a frown "haha you're so funny did I ever told you that?" he said with irony in his voice, a slight smile graced your face as you brushed away a piece of grass that had stuck to his arm "It’s a talent" he scoffed at your comment as you continued walking through the forest.

Before you could process it neteyam lunged at you, attacking your sides with tickles, just as you had done to him moments before, small cries for help escaped your throat as you tried to restrain his hands "neteyam please I-I can't breathe" "who's the one laughing now huh?" a nervous chuckle escaped your body as you realized how close you both were, his face inches away from yours, it must be that he read your mind as you saw the color quickly ascend to his cheeks, oh eywa the son of the olo'eyktan blushing, what a sight, you noticed how his face had changed over the years, he was no longer the same little boy you met when you were little, your hands placed themselves on his cheeks caressing the area under his eye "since when have you grown so much teyam?" his eyes were still on yours,trying to process the information "you've grown up too y/n, we're not little kids anymore", "I know" you noticed how his gaze moved from your eyes to your lips, fixing on these; everything was so peaceful, the gentle breeze, the bioluminescent plants adorning the forest and him, the glowing freckles adorning his face, his eyes shining with Polyphemus light, the darker stripes on his forehead and his cheeks- "I see you y/n" you were so absorbed in your world that his words took you by surprise, a smile rose to your lips "I see you teyam" his yellow eyes sparkled and his pupils dilated as the smile on his face grew even bigger. His lips slowly descended on yours, it was inexperienced, but full of love; you parted for lack of air, as you both let out a giggle bringing your foreheads together. “maybe I should let you tickle me more often”

#cute imagine #fluff imagine #soft imagine #cute #neteyam #neteyam imagine #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam smut #neteyam fluff #neteyam sully #loak imagine #loak x reader #jake sully imagine #jake sully x reader #neteyam avatar #avatar imagine #avatar headcanons

[juanarc-thethird]

Yang's Birthday Spankings:

Before they knew it, 2pm rang the clocks, followed by a very insisted knocking on the door. Seems like Yang's little sign worked like a charm!

However, instead of a new playmate the duo is greeted by a very authoritarian looking Glynda Goodwitch, whilst several Beacon ladies can be seen scrambling around a corner to get away from the professor.

For what reason could the whip-wielding instructor possibly be there, one wonders.

Ok, I admit that I haven't worked much on Yang's version, (a lot of things in my life and lack of motivation), but before it's Ruby's birthday I'll do what I can. So send your "Ask" about Yang's birthday spankings. --------------------

Yang is on all fours, face on the pillow. Moaning without meaning as Jaune grabs her waist and fucks her non-stop.

Yang: Oh yeah!~💕 That's how I like it! Get in there nice and deep!!~💕

KNOCK KNOCK!

A loud knock was heard at the door.

Yang: *Stops* What the fuck? *She glances at her clock on the table* Oh shit, it's already 2pm.

Jaune: I'm going to drink some water while you answer the door. Maybe I'll go to the bathroom too.

Yang: Ok

The two separate and go to their respective tasks. Yang excitedly goes to the door and opens it energetically.

Yang: Welcome ladies to the breeding se- PROF. GOODWITCH!!!

She screams. Using the door, she covers her own naked body, try to find an excuse, but nothing came to mind.

Yang: W-What brings you here, ma'am?

Glynda: I was doing my rounds when suddenly I saw a group of girls in front of your door. When I did, they all ran out and I found this note. *She says showing the note Yang put on her door*

Yang: Whut?! I do not know nothing about that.

She says as she angrily sees the other girls watching from the safety of their own rooms, denying any involvement with said note.

Yang: Anyways, since I have nothing to do with that. I'm going to close the door now.

Glynda: *Stop her* Hold it right there. Where is he?

Yang: I really don't know what you are talking about.

Glynda: Do you think I'm stupid? You and your team have done obscene things in this great academy, but I never had evidence to punish you girls, until now.

Yang: What?!

Glynda: I discovered that when you girls do this it is one of your birthdays. And today is your birthday, Miss Xiao-long. *Gets closer*

Yang: *Moves back* U-Um...

Glynda: *She enters the room and closes the door* I also know that Jaune is involved in all of this. So where is he?

Jaune: *Comes out of the bathroom still naked* What's going on? Prof. Goodwitch!!!

He says in panic, as he grabs a piece of clothing from the floor to cover his member.

Glynda: And there you are, the person who started all this.

She begins to walk towards him slowly while Jaune walks away from her without losing eye contact.

Jaune: I swear, this wasn't my idea. B-Blake was the one who seduced me first and then Weiss…

For walking without seeing where you are going. Jaune's back came to rest against the wall behind him with no where to go.

Jaune: Please don't hurt me.

Glynda: Jaune, you have two options. You and Team RWBY will be grounded by taking missions with Prof. Port for a month or…

Jaune: O-Or...

Glynda's slams her hand on the wall near his head.

Glynda: Or you let me be part of the celebration.

Jaune: W-Well, it's Yang's birthday so…

Glynda and Jaune look at Yang, waiting for an answer.

Yang: Fuck yes!~💕 *She says with a big smile and a nose bleeding*

Moments later...

Glynda is naked hugging Jaune while he is lifting her under her legs and fucking her hard.

Glynda: Fuuuuucccckkkk!!!💕 It feels sooo good!!~💕

Yang: *Sitting on her bed watching the show while touching herself* Fuck~💕 best birthday ever.

Blake: *Watching from the ceiling and taking notes for her fanfic* Indeed~💕

#yang #yang xiao long #rwby yang xiao long #rwby yang #rwby jaune #jaune #rwby jaune arc #jaune arc #rwby blake #blake #blake belladonna #rwby blake belladonna #rwby glynda goodwitch #rwby glynda #glynda #glynda goodwitch #rwby #rwby shitpost #rwby smut #rwby lemon

[pandorasfavorite]

Saw your post abt being idealess and I am trying to brainstorm for you lol

Okay so first thought, hear me out, a bratty sub dominik x reader (smut ofc) or one where he finds out how much the reader likes him speaking Spanish

Or a story where dom and reader are childhood friends and decide to 🍃 together and one of the confesses (fluff)

I've got a few more ideas but idk if you like these so far or not lol

Love you 💕💕💕

Resuscitate

AN: I love you. I hope you don't mind but I'm going to try and use this opportunity to explore Dominik's point of view. (Please don't kill me, I swear if it is not popular I will never do this again). I just whipped this up yo....kinda impressing myself

Dominik's expectations for tonight were much different than yours. He always felt so drawn to you, and that feeling only grew as you both grew up together. Of course, as children Dominik wasn't in love with you; he didn't even really know what that was. But when he started to understand the concept, it took a short time to find out that's exactly how he felt about you.

For the past few years, Dominik felt absolute calm with you, anytime you made a presence he felt contained, relaxed, and most of all trapped. Trapped by your essence, trapped by the look in your eyes, trapped by the wit in your voice, and his favorite trapped by the way you yelled his name each time you saw him.

"DOMINIK!", you screech and sprint into his arms; acting as if you hadn't seen him in years. Dominik would be taken aback by your excitement to see him, eachtime it happened. And his heart would regularly race, so much so that he once had to step away and remind himself that he was not dying. You gave him a grin and pulled him along with you everywhere you went. Dominik had no complaints when it came to following you, he'd go to the ends of the earth if it meant being by your side.

Now that you both are 25 with too much time on your hands, you took it as your personal responsibility to be the red devil on Dominik's shoulder. He sat with you on the dingy couch you had for years now in the center of your small living room. He felt so comfortable in the familiar area, but sitting next to you with his leg pressed to yours was all he could think about. The moment you both sat down, your mischievous grin rose up and you reached into a drawer and pulled out a tin.

Dominik looked at you with suspicion, but he felt settled being beside you, as you felt being beside him. "What you up to Hermosa?", Dominik asked and moved his head into your space to look at your moving hands. He had been calling you Hermosa from the ripe age of 13, he heard it from his dad at first, and it seemed to apply to you perfectly. You open the tin and pull out the preroll, "Dom it's time", you say like it has been a weight on your chest. "Corazón...", he seems unsure. Dominik has never done this before, and he is 100% positive you have never done it either. He was less worried about the action and more worried about how it would make him act around you.

However, you looked at Dominik with pleading eyes; and without any words, you scathed by and convinced Dominik to smoke with you. "Ok", he drops his protective act and reaches for the lighter also in the tin. If he was going to do this, he would be the first to try it, to warn you, also it seemed more polite to light it for you. If Dominik is anything it is polite. He puts the preroll in his mouth and spares you a quick glance, you smile so cute that he is less nervous to do it. He lights up and takes a deep inhale; a really deep inhale. The smoke hits the back of his throat and the mild burn makes him cough it up.

You smack a hand over your mouth, stifling your laughs as Dominik hacks up a lung. After the initial pain of a gut-wrenching cough, the weed hits instantly. Considering he hasn't done it before it was easy for him to get high. The preroll is dangling from his fingers and you look at him with expectation. He jumps in realization and brings the preroll to your lips for you. You inhale much gentler than Dominik, but the thick smoke hits you just the same. Luckily for you, the coughing fit wasn't nearly as bad as Dominiks.

After another few less apprehensive hits, the high really set in. Dominik's eyes went low and glossy with a light hue of red. His goofy smile instantly graced his features and he turned his head to look at you quickly, though in his point of view, it was like slow motion. When Dominik looked at you his breathing came to a stuttering halt, he felt good; but you looked good. Truly perfect and the low eyes and that pretty smile would've brought him to his knees (if he wasn't on the couch). "How do you feel?", you say and somehow manage to lean closer to him as you speak.

Your words knock Dominik out of a haze and he has to inhale a breath before being able to talk to you. He breathes; his eyes staring into yours without care, he looks you over and answers, "I feel as good as you look". His eyes widen as soon as the words slip from his lips, he is about to speak but your giggle cuts him off. Your cheeks are a light tiny of pink and you put a hand on him as you laugh. If you were to look up 'What does a man in love look like?', a picture of Dominik staring at you with his lips parted in astonishment would pop up.

You sit up and your eyes go comically wide, "I want to do something" you declare and you somehow peel yourself from the couch. Of course Dominik got up just as you had. You both stand and look at each other without a clue of what to do and then you mutter a intrusive thought. "Hm?", Dominik asks you to repeat yourself in a small hum. You look up with those big glossy eyes, and his heart rate seems to beat back to life, "Give me a piggyback ride". Didn't have to tell him twice. He crouches down, "Get on then Hermosa".

You climb on his back and you lay your cheek on his shoulder when he stands up completely. "I like when you call me that", you mumbled against his shoulder, your arms barely hanging onto him. Yet you trust Dominik enough to know he would never let you fall. His cheeks hurt from smiling so much and so largely. He swallows and his mouth has gone dry; sure it was probably from the weed; but in his hazy state Dominik was convinced you have begun to affect him more physically than he anticipated. He walked into the kitchen with you slung on his back and his hands under your thighs keep you on him completely. He whispers that he is going to sit you down on the counter. Afterward, he pours a glass of water for you both to share, handing you the cup to get the first drink.

You moan in contempt as the cool liquid slides down your throat and you feel much better now that your mouth also isn't dry. Dominik eyes shoot to your lips at the sound that came from them. But he shook the thoughts from his head; he will not be that guy. You pull Dominik to you by the collar of his shirt (he curses under his breath at the proximity). "I really want some fucking chocolate", you say with wide eyes that are utmost serious. Dominik's eyebrows pull together in seriousness and he raids the cabinets for you. He finds a candy bar in the bottom cabinets and he pops up when he finds it; he smacks his head "ow". He says under his breath.

You jump off the counter and move to crouch down beside of him, your lips plant on his head before he can anticipate it. "There. Feel better?", you ask and snatch the candy bar from him. Dominik's mouth went dry again; this time, he thought he'd fall from the tingles that shot through his body. He nodded and his glazed-over eyes blinked at you twice. He watches you break off pieces of chocolate, he has the intense urge to pull you into his arms and kiss the chocolate off your lips. He thought, "god I'm in love".

Your head whips to him but Dominik doesn't acknowledge it as he slips a piece of chocolate into his mouth, "This is really good". He talked around the chocolate and then he finally looked up to your surprised look. He looked at you, just nearly as confused.

"Wait what?", you put the chocolate down.

"This chocolate is really good", he says again; rubbing the back of his neck.

"No Dominik what did you say before that- you said that you were..you know". His eyes fly the fuck open and his heart has surely fallen to the pit of his stomach. "What did I say?!", this was his worst fear. You waste no time repeating the words that were now inked into your mind, "You said, god, I'm in love". If his heart was in the pit of his stomach, his lungs were probably in the same spot. His breathing stops and his mouth is opening and closing like a fish out of water. Now that you are looking at him, telling you the truth seems so much harder. The way you were staring at him, with a heartbroken look; he couldn't take it. "I'm sorry Corazón, I should've told you sooner", his glazed-over eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips without the intention. "Me?", you asked in utter surprise, he liked you back, after so many years, he was just in love with you as you were with him.

"Who else?", a breathless laugh escaped from my mouth. You gasp at the complete confession, you fall into him heavily; wrapping your arms around him and holding Dominik tight. "Me too", you say into his chest, Dominik heard it and he felt as if he was floating. He pushes you back to see your face but you stay close, "You too?", he asked just to confirm. You nod and tears begin to well in your eyes at the finality and long-awaited desire coming to life. He smiles and breaks into a quick laugh at his luck, he tilts your body down and gives you a long kiss, pulling back to attach to your lips again; over and over again until his lungs recicitate and until his heart gives out.

#dominik mysterio x reader #dominik mysterio fanfiction #dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x you #dom dom #dominik mysterio fluff #dominik my bbg #wwe #dominik #dominik mysterious #dominik is such a good husband

[aphroditelovesu]

ok so idk what a Drabble is I’m new here 😅 but I want Percy Jackson x sister who’s a year or something younger than him and she gets hurt in camp while training so he worries about her and calls will over at the Poseidon cabin to check on her and stuff ( platonic and fluff ) is that anything close to requesting a Drabble? 😂 if it isn’t sorry totally ignore this, sorry if I bothered you <3

❝ –🌊 lady l: sorry for the delay, I had little free time but now that it's the weekend I'll be more active bbys. A drabble is basically a very short imagine, so it's not big ¯_(ツ)_/¯

❝tw: mention of injury and a bit of non-descript violence.

❝🌊word count: 706.

''(Y/N) got hurt!''

The moment this news reached the demigod's ears, Percy dropped what he was doing and ran to where you was being tended to. He ran at full speed to Poseidon's cabin and pushed whoever was in front of you and knelt beside your bed.

''(N/N)? Are you listening to me?! What happened?'' He yelled and you mumbled something.

''Don't yell, Percy.'' You mumbled and sat up in bed, facing your brother who was on his knees for you. ''Don't be exaggerated, brother. I just got hurt a little in sword practice with Clarisse.''

Percy growled furiously.

''Clarisse? Was she the one who hurt you then?''

You regretted it the moment the words left your mouth. Your brother's furious gaze and clenched fists told you enough that you should have kept yourself quiet. He was so overprotective of you that it was disturbing. You were grateful to have a brother who cared deeply for you, but you weren't blind to Percy's absurd overprotection of you.

You knew the look on his face all too well. He would get into a fight with Clarisse. Maybe even all the children of Ares.

By Zeus, you need to calm him down before he does something like that. Again.

''But nothing happened!'' You tried to argue but you knew you couldn't convince your brother. He was too focused on his own anger.

''Even so!'' Percy let go of your hands and kissed your forehead lovingly, ''I'll handle this in the right way.''

In the right way...

You swallowed hard when you realized what it was about.

''Percy, no! I'm fine, I swear, it was just an accident...'' You mumbled, ''Please... Don't do anything you'll regret!''

Percy smirked, "I won't regret a thing, (N/N)." His green eyes sparkled and you cringed at the sight.

''But you can be punished!''

''I don't mind. I'll be right back, lie down and drink some water. I'll be back in a heartbeat, sister.'' He winked at you and walked out of Poseidon's cabin.

Your heart sank at the knowledge of what Percy would do.

The sound of screaming was pleasurable and the son of Poseidon found himself grinning sadistically as he wielded Riptide against Clarisse's aching, bruised body.

He didn't care if he was punished for it. All he felt was anger, anger that she had dared to hurt you and he was going to make that bastard pay for it.

Nobody can hurt you and get away with it.

He kicked her in the shin and Clarisse fell to the ground with a grunt of pain. She was weak, weak because of something Percy had done.

Percy put the tip of Riptide against Ares's daughter's neck, and her eyes widened. He wouldn't kill her, at least not today, but he could always torment her a little.

''Next time you hurt my sister again…'' He whispered, his eyes shining with satisfaction, ''I won't spare you.''

Percy stood there for a few minutes with his sword at Clarisse's throat before he decided to remove it and crouched down next to the demigoddess's bruised face. He whispered, "Consider yourself lucky I didn't kill you."

The son of Poseidon got up and started walking slowly back to his cabin. His mind was empty and his thirst for blood tried to control him, but he wouldn't give in this time. For you.

Your brother will always care and protect you, at any cost.

#yandere pjo #pjo #yandere percy jackson #percy jackson #drabble #yandere platonic

[angelltheninth]

Sharing the Warmth

Pairing: Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cockwarming, fluff, neck kisses, biting, cock riding (just a hint of it), praise, flirting, teasing

Word count: 0.5k

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A/N: People do be thirsty for big money dragon daddy don't they. We'll ok he's broke now but you know what I mean. This was a very fun commission to work on. As always reblogs are much appreciated and encouraged. Don't be scared to hit that little magic button. I also have a Ko-Fi if you feel like doing that.

You take a deep breath as you try your best to sit still in Zhongli's lap. He's not even paying attention to you, just looking though reports, while you're trying very hard not to ride his cock.

When you came into his office you were already needy. He ate you out in the morning before he had to head off but you haven't seen him for over a week when he was away, you needed a lot more than one passionate night and being his breakfast.

Zhongli's however had things he needed to catch up on. So given how he likes making deals he suggested you compromise. He let you sit on his cock, the feeling of fullness somewhat helping the burning ache inside you.

"Sit still darling." You feel his breath tickle your ear.

You bite your lower lip and grip the edge of the table until your knuckles go while.

"In and out." You moan at his words. You hear a chuckle behind you as his hands comes to rest on your bare thigh rubbing slowly up and down, "I meant your breathing. Take deep breaths. In and out. Relax for me."

"Easy for you to say." You grind down on his lip, getting him to make a sound somewhere between a groan and a growl.

"Well you're certainly not making it so." His hand leaves your thigh to rest on your hip. "You're making me very temped to take the rest of your clothes off and just..." He raises his hips a little, which makes your head fall back and a breathy moan leave your lips, "Have my way with you right here."

"God, please." You whimper and plead in a low voice, your hand finding the back of his on the desk and winding your fingers with his. Zhongli hums, his nose buried into the crock of your neck.

"Tempting. Very tempting my darling. Even referring to me as your god." His tongue darts out and licks a stripe from your shoulder to your neck, "But I'm afraid I need work that needs to be done. If you're good for me and sit still, let me finish- hhnm!" Zhongli's fangs sink into your bare shoulder as you tighten around him, "Finish work..." He kisses over the bite mark, "Keep warming my cock, and when I'm done, I'll take you to bed and fulfill my end of the contract. How does that sound?"

With a shaky breath you turn your head towards him and capture his lips with your own, "It better be damn good then. I want to be filled up." You whisper the words against him, your voice low and dripping with arousal. He bites back a groan and for a moment you swear you see his eyes glow.

"Vixen." He smiles finally, his head resting on your shoulder, arm wrapping around your stomach as he gets back to work which he will, hopefully, be done with soon. If not you just might cave in and ride him right in his office. Somehow you don't think he'd mind that as much as he says he would but you decide to be a good girl and listen to him. This time.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin smut #zhongli #zhongli x reader #zhongli imagines #zhongli smut #zhongli x female reader #genshin fanfic #genshin impact fanfics

[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

Sex With Spencer Reid All Seasons (season 11)

If you are under the age of 18, please do not read this story. Thank you.

This will cover what I believe sex would be like with Spencer Reid from season 1 to 15. Warning contains adult situations, Sex. Dirty talk, Orgasms, Crying, Spoilers for all seasons and Spencer Reid being a sex God.

Also includes fingering and oral sex. (Female receiving only.)

These are a little bit longer than I anticipated them to be because I wanted to give a back story as to why the sex is the way that it is for each season. To give it in depth feeling of why Spencer was the way that he was in bed that season.  So I will be posting them by each season rather than all at once. I hope this gives you something to look forward to, and please leave comments,  I will be leaving links to the next season below.

You are a new agent at the BAU and Spencer Reid's girlfriend, the one who takes his virginity and has sex with him for all 15 seasons and beyond.

Spencer Reid knew the first time he saw you walk through the doors of the BAU that you were the one that he was going to love forever. The first time you smiled, he knew it was the only smile that he ever wanted to wake up to. The first time he touched your hand, he knew yours was the only hand he ever wanted to hold. The first time he kissed you, he knew your lips were the only ones that he ever wanted to have pressed against his own. and the first time he made love to you, he knew you were the only one he ever wanted to do this with, and he also knew he would never be the same you or his life now, his love and his only desire.

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Season 11

Trigger warning in this story, the reader cannot breathe for a few moments. It's OK. She is all right. Spencer takes care of her. I just wanted to let anyone know who this may trigger. I will put this part in bold print so you can skip it if you want to or need to. I don't want to upset anyone. I want everyone to enjoy my stories. I put a lot of love and work into them and I want people to be able to enjoy them. So again, the not being able to breathe part will be in bold print so you can just skip right over it if you need to.

In season 11 Kate Callahan had just left so that she could take care of her baby. The team is now introduced to Tara Lewis. The team loves her.

But Spencer loves you even more. You got called away to a case on a particularly sexy morning.

You were woken by the shifting of your husband as he held you lovingly in his arms. He was shifting  So that he could get a better look at you. He loved the way that you looked all the time 

but especially loved watching you as you slept. Such a loving thing. That might be creepy if it was anybody else, but with Spencer Reid, you knew it was something that was done out of love.

"What's wrong? do we have a case? "You asked with sleepiness still in your voice, given that after all, you were just awoken.

"No sweetheart, we don't have a case. It's OK. I just wanted to get a better look at you. You look so beautiful when you sleep". He told you with such sweetness in his voice that you could swear this man was made out of pure sugar.

As He shifted a little bit more. You could feel something. "I think you want to do a little bit more than just watch me sleep "you giggled.

"Oh that? Well yeah, of course I want to do more with you than just watch you sleep. But you're tired. We've had a lot of cases lately, so you need to get some rest. Especially after what happened with Kate's niece You need some rest".

"Well after feeling that, I don't think I can go back to sleep now. All I want is you. all i want is to feel this inside of me" you whispered in his ear Causing him to moan before flipping you over and getting down underneath the sheets.

You giggled at his eagerness. "Where you going? "You asked him, still giggling.

"I'm going to get my favorite morning treat, the treat that I love even more than coffee" he said, before ducking below the sheets going down to your center.

He had the easiest of access to you, given that you were both still naked from the love making the night before.

When he met your center, he began licking and suckling on your clit Something that you warmly welcomed.

The sounds that Spencer was making down there was amazing. Uh, particularly sexy smacking sound. Along with some groans and moans of his own, along with the loud moans coming from you.

Spencer began sucking on your clit like that of a baby with a pacifier As his fingers were thrusting in and out of you at a rapid pace. Two fingers. The long, slender fingers that you love to have inside of you.

Giving you three orgasms, hitting you all in a row, something that had never happened to you before. Spencer definitely was a magic man, but it became a little bit too much for you, making it very hard for you to breathe. Spencer could hear you gasping for air and looked up quickly, immediately removing his mouth and fingers from your center.

"Are you OK? What happened? Was I too much? Did I hurt you? What's wrong? Can you breathe? Honey, please answer me" Spencer was asking you all of these questions with an extreme panic tone in his voice. He had no idea that the three mind-blowing orgasms he gave to you was the cause of this. Of course he met you no harm. All he wanted to give you was pleasure.

He laid next to you, stroking your face as you begin to breathe normal again. "I'm fine honey. That was just so amazing that you literally took my breath away" you answered.

"I'm so sorry sweetheart. I never should have done that. I never meant to cause you any harm. All I wanted to do was make you feel good. I'm so sorry" he said between kisses.

"Spencer Really it's fine. I just never had three orgasms. back-to-back to back like that. That was amazing You literally left me breathless."

"Are you sure you're OK? "He asked brushing your cheek.

"Yes Spencer I promise I'm fine now. You're not done with me are you?"

"not if you don't want me to be" he answered.

"I never want you to be done with me," you told him, looking down, noticing that his hardness has now gone away due to the upset Ness that you caused him.

"Well, it might take me a few minutes. I got really worried about you, so you know, I'm not really ready yet". He said with redness spread across his cheeks. Losing an erection is nothing that had ever happened with you.

"i'm sorry baby, what can i do to help? and that is only if you want to still have sex with me" you told him.

"Of course I do. That's all I ever want to do for the rest of my life is just stay in this bed making love to you for the rest of my life".

"OK then? You told him as you started to sit up, getting on top of him and rubbing Your wet core along his pennis.

"what are you doing?" he moaned.

"helping" you told him, it didn't take long for him to get hard again and before you know it you were on your back and spencer was inside of you.

His thrusts were perfect, as always, and the moaning coming from both of you, you knew for sure your neighbors were going to be angry with the amount of noise that you were making at 7:00 in the morning. but oh well it was worth it.

After two more orgasms for you and two total orgasms for Spencer, the phone rang as you two were cuddling in your after sex bliss.

"now we have a case" spencer sighed"

But just because you had a case didn't mean the fun had to be over. You and Spencer enjoyed a shower together, along with some shower sex. Oh yes Spencer Reid's Desire for you was an insatiable one. And you wouldn't rather have it any other way.

#spencer reid #doctor spencer reid #dr spencer reid #criminal minds #dr reid #reid #spencer reid smut

[lost-walmartbag]

Prom with Stan Marsh

Warning: Alchole use, swearing

Background: In this one-shot Stan and Wendy break up before prom and while comforting him he drunkenly admits his feelings for you. You don't believe him and when he is sober he confesses once more asking if you could go to prom with him.

Status: Request Open

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You didn't know what to do for prom. You didn't have a boyfriend or any guy you were talking to. You did have a crush on Stan but he was with Wendy and while you weren't really friends with her it wouldn't be right to act on it. But that didn't stop the idea from going into your head when Wendy and Stan broke up for good 3 weeks before prom.

Wendy threw herself into planning prom while Stan moped around. You were friends with Stan so when you saw how sad he was you were the first one to be by his side. You were always there when they broke up because Stan always came to you for comfort. Stan texted you first in fact you were the only person he told. You went to his house immediately after he texted you and when he opened the door you saw he was holding a bottle of whiskey.

"Oh my god Stan." You say stepping inside and taking the bottle from his hand and putting it away.

"Give it back I need it." He mumbled drunkenly swiping for it but failing.

"Stan stop come here." You say slowly wrapping your arms around him.

He put his head on your shoulder and quietly cried. It hurt seeing him like this, especially about another girl. But it felt selfish to think about your feelings for him while he was being so vulnerable with you.

"I know Stanley I'm here." You say soothingly rubbing his hair.

"I just dont know what to do." He mumbled into your shoulder.

"How about we try to do something to get your mind off it? We can go get some food, watch a movie, just anything to make you feel better." You say pulling back and looking at him.

His eyes were red and puffy from crying but he was still just as beautiful. You just wanted to put your lips on his but you shook the thought away. He sniffles and looks at you but shakes his head.

"Bleach my hair." He stated putting his hands on your shoulders.

"W-what? No your drunk you'll hate me tommorow if I let you do that." You say clearly shocked by what he said.

"Please? She loved my hair. I need it to be different I dont want to think about her." He begged looking up at you with his puppy dog eyes.

You hesitated but the look on his face made you melt a bit. You nodded and sighed, you were so scared he'd hate you once he sobered up but in this moment you couldn't tell him no. You took him to your place where you could bleach his hair. You lead him to your bathroom and brought him a seat. You gave him a burger and a cup of water hoping it would sober him up.

"Stan I need you to tell me right now you won't hate me if I do this," You say wrapping a plastic sheet around his shoulders to protect his shirt.

He grabbed your wrist and looked up at you. You blushed and when you looked in his eyes you felt like he was looking at you like he was in love with you, but that had to just be you being delusional.

"I won't hate you. I want this please." He begged.

"Ok. Try your best not to move ok?" You say beginning the process of bleaching his hair.

As you worked on his hair, he hummed happily as he ate and drank his water. It was clearly taking his mind off things, and it made you happy seeing him like this. Once you finished, you rinsed off his hair. He was still a bit drunk but definitely way better than before. Once you finished rinsing his hair off you blow dried it and fluffed it up.

"Ok I think we're done." You say running your fingers through his hair and turned him around to look at himself in the mirror.

He stared at himself in the mirror as his lips slowly turned into a large smile. He jumped up quickly removed the plastic sheet and hugged you tightly.

"Thank you Y/N," His arms were around you tightly and it made you blush.

He looked at you and without thinking, maybe it was because he was still a bit drunk, he crashed his lips on yours. You were taken aback it was all you wanted but was this ok? He was a bit drunk was it ok to do this?

You couldn't help yourself and just kissed him back. You didn't care that he might have been using you as a rebound you just wanted this for a few more seconds. He pulled back looking down at you and smiled. You suddenly snap back into reality and shake your head.

"Stan I.." You started but he cut you off.

"I like you Y/N.." He says his face a bit red which only made yours worst.

"Your drunk." You mumble and take his hand leading him to your car.

"No I'm not. I like you Y/N." He repeated as he gets into the passenger seat.

"Stan I like you. And I don't want to be a rebound. If you really like me tell me again later. When you're not drunk." You say taking him home.

Stan understood, and after that day, you and Stan were a bit awkward with each other, but you two were mostly normal. Stan remembered every single thing that happened, but he didn't make that clear. He honestly didn't want to let you know he remembered. You thought that maybe he didn't remember anything which upset you, but you tried not to think about it too much.

Stan and Wendy didn't get back together after that which was a surprise as they usually got back together a day later. Stan hadn't brought up his feelings for you again and some time had passed. It was now two weeks before prom and you still didn't have a date. You were walking home one day when Stan ran up to you.

"Y/N!" He shouted making you stop so he could catch up.

"Hey what's up?" You ask looking up at him starting to walk again but now with him by your side.

"I like you." He said making you stop dead in your tracks.

You look at him with wide eyes. He stood there just looking at you. You shook your head and laughed.

"I think I heard you wrong." You say laughing nervously.

"No you didn't I like you." He said taking your hand.

Your breath hitches and your hands start to shake.

"Stan where is this coming from?" You ask in disbelief.

"You told me to tell you again when I wasn't drunk. I'm not drunk." He said touching your cheek. "Do you want to go to prom with me?"

"Your sure?" You ask getting closer

"A million percent." He said gently placing his lips on yours.

After that you were a bit nervous to make it 'official' as it was pretty close to when he and Wendy broke up. But you did promise to go with him to prom so you decided to make it public then. You bought yourself a glittery blue dress. It had thin straps, showed off your cleavage, and a large slit on one leg that reached your upper thigh. You sent a picture the Stan who used it to match his suit accents with your dress.

The day of prom came and you met up with Stan at your place. Once you stepped out and you both finally saw each other in your outfits in person it felt unreal. Stan stared at you just in awe at how beautiful you looked. You were no different, his black suit fit him perfectly and the blue tie that matched your dress fit him well, and even though his roots were showing and he definitely needed to re bleach his hair, he looked perfect.

"You look.." He started not being able to finish his sentence.

"You too." You say smiling softly.

Stan and you left and went to school walking in hand in hand. A few people started at you both as you walked in clearly as a couple. A few whispers were exchanged and even Wendy was looking at you both.

You and Stan just hung out with the guys and had a good time. While the guys were also shocked, they chose not to say anything as it was clear you both were happier. They were happy for you, especially Kyle, as he was Stan's best friend and saw how much he hated being with Wendy and how his feelings for you were killing him. The principal walked on stage and began speaking.

"Hey everyone I'm so glad you all can make it now it's time to announce prom King and queen!" He said cheerfully.

Stan didn't look up stage but rather whispered jokes to you making you giggle quietly.

"Your prom king is Kyle Broflovski!" He said and the applause and cheering began.

Kyle walked on stage and was crowned by Jimmy. You and Stan cheered happily and much louder than anyone else.

"Your prom queen is Wendy Testaburger!" The principal announced causing more cheering.

Wendy walked up stage and was crowned she looked over at you and Stan as you both clapped for her. Stan had mostly gotten over her and was just happy for her now. Her and Kyle started their dance and everyone watched happily.

You and Stan didn't pay much attention until the music changed and everyone hopped on the dance floor. You smiled and took Stan's hand and dragged him on the dance floor.

"Didn't think you were much of a dancer." He said with a laugh.

"I'm not but I'll try if it's with you." You said dancing around with him.

The night was a bit tense but you both were happy to be together. It was amazing being in his arms being able to finally be his after months of it being all you wanted. Stan felt the same. Being with you made him happier than he ever felt and he felt he could be himself with you. You both enjoyed your night and truly that's all you could ask for.

A/N: Hey guys hope you liked it I wasn't gonna post but after I read @n0tangeliccc 's fic about Stan I got into my own little Stan mood 😫 so I hope you all enjoyed this and if you want a better Stan story definitely go read her stories bc they are a million times better! Anyway, I love you all sm. Thanks for reading! 🩷🩷

#south park x reader #south park #fanfic #south park x you #stan marsh #x reader #stan marsh x reader #prom

[winterisholding]

Aether x GN!Reader - Confession/reverse comfort 

TW: Moderate self deprecation 

The traveller looks over to you and smiles, the atmosphere of the serenitea pot calm and peaceful as always. You looked up towards the false sky of the realm, kicking your legs while sitting on the edge of the tall rock. You had never quite understood their use but you certainly aren't complaining about the view. Your companion beside you takes a deep breath and sighs, dragging you from your thoughts to gaze in his direction "What is it traveller? Remember you forgot your commissions again?" You jest, chuckling softly. He rubs the back of his head with a bashful laugh "Oh, no, not necessarily. I'm just… really glad you're here," he looks away, taking his turn to gaze up at the sky "Of course I'm here, I told you I would help you no matter what right? I'm more than happy to travel with you, never worry about that." He smiles "There's… something I want to tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else alright?" You blink in surprise but nod your head in agreement "My real name is… Aether. Only you and Paimon know about it. Please… it's very important to me that you don't tell anyone," The traveller, who you now know as Aether, turns to you with a pleading gaze.

You take a deep breath, processing the information "I may not understand why you want to keep it from everyone but I swear to you I won't tell anyone but, can I just ask one thing? Why tell me? Not that I'm not honored but I just don't understand why you would tell me of all people. I'm not that special after all. Aether blinks at you for a moment, and for a moment you worry you may have done something wrong. He reaches out to you, placing a hand on your shoulder "Don't say that… you are special, to me at least. I trust you the most out of everyone I've met. I really care about you, you know," you flush under his praise and turn away "I'm… not too sure what you mean by that, I'm a nobody, really. I'm not particularly strong, or an archon like Ei. I'm just some random you picked up on the street like a stray dog," you laugh, though it's to hide your pain.

Aether frowns, turning to fully face you "You are one of the only people who was ready to help me right off the bat. You never asked for anything, you cared." He stresses. You shake your head a bit "Because that's what everyone should have done. You're just looking for your sister. You shouldn't have to save an entire country just so some people put up a couple of missing person posters that won't do a thing. You're a person too Aether, it's just a shame hardly anyone sees that," you pause when arms wrap around you, his entire body shaking against you. You can feel hot tears hitting your shoulder as he pulls you into him. You had always been agitated at the fact that others never did more for him. You knew he was getting tired too. 

Your arms wrap around him as you begin to rock, cradling him close while he cries into your shoulder "There, there. It's going to ok. I made a promise to you that I would help you find her." He buries his face against you and you let him, knowing how much pent up emotions he must be carrying with him all this time. When he finally pulls back he has a smile on his face, bright compared to the fresh redness of his eyes from his tears. Your heart skips a beat, internally cursing yourself over your fleeting crush when all he needed right now was a friend. Aether clears his throat for a moment and wipes his face "I'm sorry I just… it's been too much for me lately." you smile to encourage him gently "I know, sometimes everyone just needs a good cry don't you think? It helps get rid of so much tension," he nods in agreement. 

"Y/N… the real reason I decided to tell you my name is… it's because I really care about you. I care about you in… a more than friends way. The whole reason I brought you here with me, alone, is because I was hoping to ask you to go to the next windbloom festival with me… as a date." He fiddled with his fingers, looking down into his lap nervously. You blinked at him in surprise, the confession coming out of nowhere. He had been nervous around you for a while lately but you only figured it was caused by everything going on in Fontaine "I… I would love to go with you Aether. It'll be nice to get to see everyone too, it's been so long since we've been in Mondstate. I'm sure everyone missed us… maybe except for Timmie but he's just kinda weird…" Aether laughs at your dislike for the boy "Yeah, I can't really eat a madame anymore without thinking about him. Though honestly I don't feel bad about it, it's his fault for feeding the birds on the bridge,"

You lean into his shoulder "I'll never regret helping you, you know." Aether's face flushed, slowly wrapping an arm around your waist "I sure hope not… though I do worry about you. You've gone through so much just by traveling with me. I've put you in so much danger," he frowns. You take a deep breath of his scent, vanilla and stars fill your senses "It's all worth it if I get to stay by your side. I just hope when the time comes, you won't leave me behind," as Aether tried to reply, a shrill voice breaks the silence "There you two are! It's about time! Paimon was wondering if you were ever going to tell them! I swear, Paimon was going to tell them tomorrow if you didn't do it yourself!" The flying mascot crossed her arms and huffed. Aether's eye twitching in annoyance "Paimon…" the tiny fairy grew a worried expression "Uh oh-" you nearly fall back from laughing as the chase ensued, watching the blonde haired boy as he disappeared from sight following a frightened Paimon into the manor. 

#aether x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin reader insert #oneshot

[homosexual-radio-host]

Joel x platonic male reader

Summary:

So teen male reader is basically replacement of Ellie, And in the David situation David succeeds (To quickly be shot by Joel) Hurt/comfort with father figure Joel. Basically It is the aftermath of it, the actual assault isn't written since it's the comfort that comes after (I wrote this as a coping mechanism🥰)

Warnings: S/a (Described after it happened) Swearing? General violence

A gunshot rang through the air. David hit the ground, dead in an instant. There you where, on the ground sobbing until you puked.

Joel ran up to you pulling you into his arms, in your panicked state you screamed- it was a terrified scream that broke Joels heart, you shrieked for him to get off before seeing who it was, he remained unmoving as pounded your fists against his chest weakly, you felt his hands cup your face softly

"It's me.. it's me" he said, his voice soft and breaking, your eyes softened in recognition as you saw him, instantly throwing yourself into his arms, he held you, his hand cupping the back of your head gently "It's ok Babyboy, I'm here... I'm here" He assured, you barely registered it.

You turned your head to look towards where David had- had hurt you, But Joel gently redirected you to look at him, holding your face "Don't look at him, he's gone, he's dead, it's just me, I got you" he told you, his own eyes teared, you nodded, completely dazed, not even beginning to comprehend what had just happened.

"Wanna go" Was all you could muster out. He nodded and pulled his coat around you, and guided you out into the snow, heading to shelter.

The walk was quiet, apart from you're own sniffling, Joel didn't even know what to say. He saw what David was doing, he saw the way he was hurting you, And it broke his fucking heart. You where just a kid- practically a baby in his eyes, His baby. How anyone could do that disgusting thing to anyone let alone a child, an innocent child. Joel was fuming, he wished he could have prolonged David's death, make it hurt. But he knew you needed him more than you needed revenge.

"Sweetie?" he asked, you looked up at him, his tone suggesting he had been trying to get your attention awhile now, you only just realizing you here inside a house now "You hurt?" he asked, taking your bag from you. You shrugged, You hurt all over, it was hard to tell what was serious enough to bring up.

He eyed you carefully "Ok... Can I check?" You hesitated, you hated that you hesitated, it was Joel, he would never hurt you... but he could, easily- no, no you shouldn't think like that, he wouldn't, he would never.

Apparently you where quiet long enough that Joel caught on. "Sweetheart, I just need to make sure nothings broken, is that alright?" You nodded

He had you lay down on the couch. "Alright, where does it hurt?" he asked. You wanted to say everywhere, but your ribs hurt like a bitch. "Ribs" You answered blankly. He sighed and nodded "Alright...I'll need to check the damage, can I lift your top up? Just enough to check" he asked hesitantly, he knew this would be tough for you after... what just happened.

You didn't want him too, but you knew it had to be done. "Fine" You thought you where fine, when he lifted your top up he eyes your ribs, but when you felt him touch- you tenses, he noticed.

"Hey, hey look at me" he said, you did. He pushed the hair out of your face "It's ok, I just need to check, I'm sorry sweetie, if you need a break it's ok, I just need to check, it'll be quick" he assured softly. "I'm fine" You told him. He knew you weren't.

He ran his finger along your ribs gently, apologizing every time you winced. "Fractured" He said simply after a moment "Nothing we can't fix" He grunted as he stood. "I'll get some ice, icicle or something from outside for it tomorrow … you want to get all cleaned up?" he asked.

"Please" Your voice was small, you felt so fucking dirty- physically you could wash off the filth but... you knew the feeling still wouldn't go away.

"Alright, I just need to get some snow, I will be back ok?" You looked up at him, a wave of anxiety rushing over you "Don't go" You asked, your voice practically a whimper. He looked crushed to see you like this "Oh Babyboy..." He sighed, his heart ached, he cupped your face "I will be back ok? I promise you that, you'll be safe ok? five minutes tops" he promised.

"Promise?" "Promise"

He did come back shortly- you had no way to actually check the time, but he was quick, he had a bucket of snow which he melted by the fire he started in the fireplace. He used a spare shirt of his as a rag and came up to you again.

"Do you want me to?" He asked, he didn't want to touch you any more than you where comfortable with- hell if he went through what you did he wouldn't let anyone touch him for months. You nodded, you didn't want to move much.

He gently dabbed at your face, wiping away the blood, he wiped down your cuts on your ribs and stomach as well, you still tensed but you made no move to stop him.

He finished and you two sat in silence awhile, he had his arm around you at this point, you leant into his chest.

"Joel...Joel I was so scared" You finally spoke "I know baby, I know" he let you lay onto him, cry into him "Joel I- he- he" "I know...I know I'm so sorry sweetheart" He stroked your hair gently "You won't ever have to worry about him again" This honestly didn't make you feel better, the damage was done.

"Joel I'm gross" You sobbed, "No...No baby you're not, he was gross "I know- I know he was, but he still- he- to me" "I know...sweetheart I know what … what he did and I'm so sorry I wasn't there in time"

You broke down again, sobbing into him "I know baby I know... just breath for me, can you do that? In and out" He exaggerated his breaths. You tried, you really did, but in the end all he could really do was wait until you tired yourself out, he let you scream all you needed.

"Just let it out Babyboy it's ok... it's all going to be ok" he assured his gentle comforting words for as long as you needed, and then for longer.

Awhile past, everything was a blur, you didn't know how long you where crying, you felt broken, fucking destroyed and the only thing holding you together was Joel right now, hugging you with fatherly love.

"You alright?" "No" "Yea dumb question, sorry" he sighed and kissed the top of you head "You alright to sleep?" You sniffed "I don't wanna be alone" "You don't have to be, not ever again"

You watched, dazed as he set up the two of yours mats. He came up to you and lead you to them, helping you lay down, you winced, your ribs aching, shooting pain. You got laid down and Joel laid next to you. You stared at the ceiling awhile. "Can I move closer, please?" You asked, your voice cracking "Yea, course Babyboy" he replied, he moved himself closer to you so you wouldn't have to expend the effort, he was overly cautious with you, he didn't want to hurt you anymore than you already had been.

You nuzzled into his chest, he felt safe. He felt comforting, he hesitantly wrapped his arm around you, making sure you where ok, rubbing your back soothingly. "You'll be ok, everything will be ok, I'm here, I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere" he told you, pressing soft kisses to your forehead, he assured you, spoke to you in a gentle voice until you fell asleep.

Once you did, he cried, he hugged you close and he cried, he had to keep it together for you but now he just ached, his little boy, his poor little boy hurt so bad, and he wasn't there- he should have been there for you. He'd never let anything happen to you again he swore, he had to keep himself safe so he could keep you safe, you where his everything he realized. He needed you as much as you needed him.

#joel the last of us #the last of us #x platonic!reader #father son relationship #male reader #hurt/comfort #platonic cuddling

[jmdbjk]

Good morning! Pt. 2

I forgot to mention that it started to pour down rain (hence Rainy Day Fight) whenever JK was out there lost in the streets and I’m sure that added to his stress because he didn’t know how to get back to the dorm. Thundering, lightning, who knows... wind maybe... some outside force got upset at JK in that moment. The Universe seemed to step in and pour a bucket of water on a young JK's head to get his attention... it worked.

Continuing...

So he's scrolling through a million cooking videos and then all of a sudden "Lee Mujin Service April Fools Day Special" comes up?

I can't be the only one who is giving that the big ol' side eye... amongst all the food/cooking videos THAT one shows up? Riiiight...

He says he hasn't seen it... riiiiight.... whatever you say Kookie.

Curiously... the translation subtitle says he said "Jimin!" but that's not what he said. I don't know what he said but it wasn't Jimin.

He fast forwards a little and then this:

Hahahahaha! Yep, I bet you've heard enough about Face album to last you a while. That project tied up your Jiminie for most of the past year and had you sitting in your living room-cave drinking beer and eating gobs of fried chicken in front of Netflix all winter long singing to your giant tv and keeping the neighbors awake.

But that doesn't stop Kook from obviously loving Like Crazy...

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He couldn't think of Bosa Nova for the genre.

The mimicking was 💀 ... I died. I can see Jimin practicing some mock interviews with him. That seems very much like something Jimin would do. JK loves his Jimin. That's all there is to it.

Then he sang along with Lee Mujin on "Butterfly" and "Traffic Light" where he unleashed some killer ad libs. He proceeded to play air drums.

When he was done with that he scrolled some more and commented there are only cooking shows... I swear ... how did the Lee Mujin show just appear amongst all the cooking shows Kookie?? hmmmmm????

He has watched it before, that's how, it was in his history.

I have to tell you... I will admit, my mind lives in the gutter... please get that stick out from between your legs and ESPECIALLY STOP rubbing the knob at the end of it!!!

You can't tell me he doesn't know what we say on here about him. He lurks in the rabbit hole...I just know it.

Finds this specific thing and then proceeds to sing along with himself... if the neighbors managed to keep sleeping through the drumming on the furniture jam session, they surely woke up when he started to belt out Airplane Pt. 2.

But he couldn't remember the lyrics to Save Me...

When the Best of Me verse came up where he and Jimin do the switchy-switchy back and forth choreo he couldn't help himself... he had to couch dance... and it turned out to be a loop hahahahaha!

Then he belted out Wasurenai by Tanaka. The neighbors probably have given up on sleeping in by now. It's a workday anyway. Get your ass out of bed.

[the toes...] I'm not a foot person but I would give him a foot rub.

That's because you are interrupting your body's involuntary intake and exhalation of oxygen. It is theorized that the brain triggers yawns to keep you alert. I know everyone needed to know that. Don't look at my brain, its scary in there. Moving on...

And then he swapped hats and launched into a 5 minute impression of G-Dragon... I don't know anything about G-Dragon except he was in BigBang with Taeyang. I did see him arriving at Incheon one time and he was wearing the shortest shorts I've ever seen a man wear in public these days. They were like booty shorts... He did not make eye contact with anyone, as if he wished he was somewhere else. Came across as a typical western rapper... full of attitude and not gratitude. That's my impression of who G-Dragon is. Anyway. This:

Paint me clueless because I have no idea what just happened.

Ok, let me take a step away for a second and speak about something: Jungkook just parodied G-Dragon. He was mimicking Jimin earlier... ALL IN FUN. The theory is, when you mimic others, you subconsciously create a bond with those individuals. If you dislike someone, your subconscious will dampen any desire to do that. Psychology is fascinating isn't it?

I've seen some trying to weaponize these instances during this live. Jungkook mimics and copies because these are people he enjoys, not people he hates. There is not a malicious bone in JK's body. Just a lot of bones and cartilages that sound like bubble wrap being stepped on when he cracks them. Again moving on...

He stopped on Kurzgesagt, a Youtube channel that creates animated videos on a variety of topics that are informational and enlightening. Kookie loves the aesthetics of the channel.

He spends the next 10 minutes searching for something to watch while his brain tries to wind down and tell him its time to sleep. He subconsciously starts humming Like Crazy again and then finds a Jay Park song. I am thinking a collab is coming even though most of us could do without Jay Park. Obviously, Jungkook has a thing for him so I will remain open minded about any song should one be released. JK's vocals will elevate it to the stratosphere regardless.

I remember the pushback when we learned about Jimin's collab with Taeyang. And it turned out to be a great song and speaking for myself, I found Taeyang to be a decent and likable human. Why I ever doubted the kind of person Jimin would admire, I have no idea.

Displaying his prowess of composing songs on the spot:

The entire live was classic Jungkook. He will talk about almost anything and share a wide-ranging amount of TMI. Even now, he shows us how open he is about so much. He covered so many random things but mostly talked about his three favorite things: working out/body care, cooking and Jimin.

And Jimin and Jungkook...they are still the same as they've always been, always and forever since the rainy day fight up until now.

He finally decided to "rest a bit" before heading out and bid us farewell.

Apobangpo Kookie! I hope we get to see you soon again!

More thoughts as I sit here thinking about Jungkook and Jimin through the years... it shouldn't be taken lightly how much influence Jimin has had on Jungkook. And to think of their dynamic over the years, watching the way they look at each other and speak to each other has evolved. It is rare to be able to observe such a thing happen between two people in real life. The way they both light up when they see the other's presence... lately we've seen it during these lives... they both beam with joy at each other... it's an amazing thing.

(FYI: My gifs and video prevented this post from showing up on the tumblr feed so there are screenshots for now.)

#that sad excuse of a floor lamp behind the couch... #jk is the biggest pjm #jikook #i was interrupted 5 million times at work trying to finish this #HE CUT HIS HAIR #IT'S THE BEGINNING OF THE END OF HIS LONG HAIR! #apobangpo #festa 2023

[luxaryllis]

Would you be willing to do a part 2 to the scared sibling and riddle? I found your writing to be fantastic and would love to read a 2nd part. It's totally ok if you just want to keep it as it is though.

Scared!Younger Sibling!Reader with Riddle Rosehearts: Part 2

Note: Of course I'm willing to do a Part 2!!! Aww, anon, you're making me cry-

Part 2 of this. Part 2.5 is here.

But seriously, thank you SO MUCH!!

I can't believe that people would think that writing would be good, but thank you so, so much anyway!! 💙💙

I swear, ya'll are like angels-

Also! You didn't request for any comfort, so this will also be FULL ANGST.

And this will be in full fic form, btw.

Just full of interactions and stuff between Post-Overblot Riddle and his younger sibling.

Anyway, let's get to it!!

Warning: Mentions of past abuse and domestic violence, Full angst, No comfort, Reader possibly has PTSD and Anxiety, Self-Deprecating thoughts, tell me if I missed anything

It has been a few weeks now, and Riddle has always been trying to reach out to you, with you fleeing away immediately.

While Riddle acknowledges that his and your relationship may be hard to bring back together, he still wants to try.

Both of you have had similar experiences.

The only difference is that you had another peson acting like a spitting image of your mother.

And Riddle genuinely feels guilty.

He realizes that he shouldn't have done what he's always done before.

But he fears that it might be too late for you.

After all, why would you even have to forgive him? You've had to go through a life like yours for what, 15-16 years!!

But nevertheless, Riddle still wants to at least be able to apologize to you.

So, he asks Cater and Trey what he should do.

Cater suggests this plan.

---

Meanwhile, you are currently in the Hedgehog pen. Sitting on the grass, cute hedgehogs surrounding you. One in your hands and the others were climbing up around your arms.

(If you are allergic to hedgehogs (is that even possible-) you drank a potion that negates that, I guess-)

This was similar to a coping mechanism.

You would often softly ramble about your feelings to the hedgehogs; or you didn't.

But either way, being with the hedgehogs are... therapeutic. It sort of helps you unwind from the mentally taxing past few days.

It's one of the up-sides to being in Heartslabyul, you suppose.

You think about Riddle.

Ah yes... him...

How come he gets to change within a few moments...

Why now?

And why is it still so scary just looking at him?

Why does he change for those other people, but not you?

You don't want to forgive him...

But you fear that Riddle might get mad and force you to.

What if this was all just a test?

Was Riddle testing you if you would follow the rules or something?

If so, then you want out.

You don't want to get your hopes up.

You don't want to see Riddle change for possibly the better, and have it turn out as a joke.

You've barely gotten any sleep recently...

You broke a rule...

You ran away before the half time of the Unbirthday Party...

You broke another rule...

You ran away when Riddle called you...

You broke another rule...

You broke rules...

You broke them...

You failed to follow simple rules...

'Off with your head!'

'Don't make me angry, [Name].'

'No...'

'Stop it please...'

'Worthless!'

'Stupid!'

'Riddle would have easily followed those rules; and you didn't!'

'No... no... no...'

'Please stop'

'I don't want to get hurt again'

'Why do I have to so stupid... worthless... dumb... ungrateful...'

'You're being such a bad sibling to your dear older brother!'

'You're doing that wrong, [Name]!! You should do it like this! Always! Like! THIS!!'

Suddenly, everything went black.

---

'Okay...' Riddle says to himself, 'you can do this, Riddle. Just go up to your sibling, and apologize...'

Riddle feels his heart pounding and his mind racing with thoughts as he waits for Cater to return with his younger sibling.

Suddenly, Cater barges in the room. Riddle jumps, startled, and looks at Cater with expectant eyes.

What he expects to see is Cater with his usual smile, his younger sibling in tow.

But what he sees makes his heart drop straight to his toes.

Cater, along with MC, both with worried and concerned faces. With his younger sibling, [Name] in Cater's arms.

Fainted.

No...

No..

No.

No.

No, no, no, no.

NO!!

No!

What happened?!

Riddle expresses his thoughts aloud, unsure whether it was consciously or unconsciously.

Either way, Cater explains, "Well.. you see, while I was going to the Hedgehog pen, where [Name] would often go to, MC ran up to me and brought me there, [Name] was already fainted on the floor. The hedgehogs were running around them too..."

Apparently, none of them knew why [Name] had fainted. Riddle himself didn't know either.

Riddle has Cater bring his sibling to his bed, and has Cater and MC call Trey to prepare some water.

And a rag with a water basin, he adds as he checks his younger sibling's temperature. They're burning up. A fever, perhaps?

As he waits for the things he asked for be brought, Riddle reflects on [Name].

Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't know anything about them. He doesn't know their favorite food, color, what they like to do, what they don't like to do...

It's as if they were simply strangers living in the same house, birthed of the same parents, brought up the same way.

He merely knows and memorizes [Name]'s birthday because of them being part of Heartslabyul. But nothing else.

This makes Riddle cry, muttering words under his breath,

"I'm sorry, [Name]."

"I'm so so SO sorry."

"I'm sorry for being such a horrible older brother to you."

"I'm sorry for all those times I've gotten mad at you."

"I even shouted and hit you too..."

"I don't expect you to forgive me..."

"But... just know that I'm VERY sorry."

"I can't say I didn't mean to do those things..."

"But I never realized how that may have made me into our mother in your eyes."

"I never realized that being like our mother would be SO... detrimental to me, to everyone, and most of all, to you..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"I'll say that even more than a thousand times to you, if it gets you to at least accept my apology..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Riddle silently cries even harder, as he silently gets a pillow, the one you weren't resting on, and places his head into it.

Riddle cries into his pillow, his younger sibling sleeping in front of him.

---

Trey is outside of Riddle door, a glass of water in one hand, a water in a basin on the other, and a cloth rag resting on his forearm.

Hearing Riddle's crying, he stops.

He remembers a faint memory of hearing crying when he, Chen'ya, and Riddle were playing tag once.

---

END!

Again, there was no comfort in this!

I also added in a bit more Riddle for this-

This took like, an hour to do-

Anyway, thank you for reading! Again, comments, and feedback are hughly appreciated!

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst sibling reader #twst platonic #sibling reader #twst angst

[bertie-whump]

Whumpcember Day 1 - Fever

I'm a little late to the party, but I've literally just discovered the wonder world of whump and wanted to join in. Hoping to get caught up over the next couple of days. Enjoy! @whumpcember

*

“Rosie, are you ok in there?” A knocking came from the door, and I opened my eyes, blinking blearily up at the ceiling. Everything seemed fuzzy and distant. The door opened and Jay came into the room. “You’re normally up long before now, love.”

I glanced at the clock; it was almost eleven. “Fuck.” I sat up but didn’t manage to get very far before everything seemed to swim before my eyes and the edges of my vision started to go black. I heard hurried footsteps against the carpet and then two hands pressed me back down into the mattress.

“Nope, we are not doing that today. You are not passing out,” Jay said. “Take some deep breaths, until the dizziness goes away.” I did as he said, and soon I was, if not clear-headed, not on the verge of fainting. “Well done. How long have you been feeling sick?”

“I’m not sick,” I protested, going to sit up again, but Jay’s hands on my shoulders kept me pressed to the bed. “Jahan, I swear to God, let me up. I can’t still be in bed.”

“You are not bullying me with the use of my full name. And bed is exactly where you’re staying; you’ll obviously poorly.” One of his hands moved to my forehead. His skin felt cool against my own. “And you have a temperature, so I’ll ask again, how long have you felt sick.”

“Started feeling off yesterday morning, but I’m fine it’s probably just a cold,” I told him. 

“Rosie, you live in a house with two doctors, you could have told one of us,” James admonished. I watched through half lidded eyes as he pulled his phone from his pocket, dialling one of his contacts and setting it to speaker. 

“Calling me from upstairs is a new level of laziness, even for you,” Rowan said on the other end of the line, and I smiled, knowing the other man was probably downstairs. 

“Yeah, well, I’ve got good reason. Can you bring the thermometer and some paracetamol to Rosie’s room, please?” Jay asked. 

“Why, what’s wrong?” His tone went immediately from joking to concerned instantly.

“Probably just a cold, but she’s warm and I want to know how bad it is,” Jay said, casually. Rowan said he’d get what was needed, and Jay hung up. “Can I trust you to stay put if I disappear for a moment?” he asked, one eyebrow raised. 

“Sure,” I muttered, closing my eyes. I was too exhausted to worry about getting out of bed at the moment anyway. 

I heard the door open and close and then the same about a minute later. 

“Rosie,” Jay said, back in the room, “I’m going to swap your duvet for a blanket, try to cool you down a bit.” He didn’t even wait for my permission before stripping away my lovely winter duvet.

I immediately started to shiver as the cold air of my bedroom hit my skin. I reached out, trying to grab hold of the cover and pull it back over me. Seconds later, a much thinner blanket drifted over me, blocking out the worst of the cold, though I still missed my duvet. 

The mattress dipped as Jay sat down and ran a hand through my hair. “How are you feeling?”

“Quite rubbish, to be honest,” I told him, voice cracking. God, I hated being sick. 

“Well, don’t worry, Doctors Chowdhury and Brown are going to look after you.” 

Before I could say anything in reply, the door opened again, and Rowan’s voice drifted over to me. “I’ve got the thermometer, but we’re out of paracetamol. I managed to find the Calpol from the last time Haz was sick, though, so we can use that.” 

I was secretly glad of that. My throat hurt and I didn’t fancy trying to choke down the chalky pills at the moment. 

Rowan passed Jay the thermometer and he pressed it gently into my ear. “Wanna place bets?” he asked, and I rolled my eyes, bringing on another small wave of dizziness. I took a few deep breaths.

The thermometer beeped and Jay lifted it from my ear to look at the tiny screen. His eyebrows rose. 

“Is it bad?” I asked.

“It’s not great. 39.8.” He turned the screen towards me, even though I had no hope of focusing my eyes to read the number. I’d take his word for it. “Right, Calpol and then we’ll leave you to rest.” He looped his arm around my shoulders. “1,2,3 up we go.” He helped me to sit up.

I reached for the small cup of Calpol in Rowan’s hand. He handed it to me, and I drank it down, screwing up my nose at the artificial strawberry taste that I’d loved as a kid but apparently didn’t now. 

“Sleep now?” I asked, too tired to form a proper sentence as Jay laid me back down.

“Yeah, Rosie, sleep now. We’ll wake you in a few hours for more meds.” 

I nodded, already closing my eyes. 

#whumpcember2023 #whumpcember day 1 #thump #original characters #Rosie Andrews #jay chowdhury #rowan brown #fever

[apotodiplodocus]

YOU'RE MY IDOL!

Gyutaro X Reader

Chapter 3

This chapter is new and I'm posting it here first! I will be posting this to my AO3 (the same name) tomorrow with a note proving that this is my official account. This chapter is shorter than usual since I'm still on my phone :)

It took a while for the police to finish their barrage of questions and allow you to go. You had been co-operative up until they asked if you knew who had beat the man. At that point you feigned ignorance, claiming he didn't stick around for you to find out. They seemed to believe you and had moved on. You had been lucky and there weren't any cameras at that exit, you weren't sure if you were more pleased that there was nothing to capture your shame or that nothing could record your saviours face.

When Tengen finally managed to get his hands on you, he had checked you over as thoroughly as you'd let him, starting his own interrogation. You were more open with this one, telling him you knew who had helped and would probably be in contact with him soon. Tengen sighs heavily and massages his forehead with one hand.

"And you're sure you're OK? I'd like to get you in with a therapist at least just in case." He insists.

"If you're paying then I'll go but I feel OK, I swear." You laugh in response, trying to lighten the mood a little.

"Done!" He shakes your hand, a big smile returning to his face that you're sure would dazzle everyone but you. You smile back and nod.

"Now, please take me home Tengen. I'm exhausted." You wilt jokingly. Tengen starts packing up immediately, his girlfriends jumping in to help. The other girls in the group took their turn giving you comforting hugs and words of reassurance. You accept them all with a grateful smile and leave quietly when everyone is ready. When you're home you have to practically shake Tengen's girlfriend's off you, they had offered to stay with you (minus Tengen) for the night just to keep you company. You politely declined, as much as you appreciated their offer, you really just wanted to be alone. The plan was eat something straight from the fridge have a comforting shower and go straight to bed.

After waving Tengen and the girls off in their car, you practically scurried inside your home. The rest of the night passed peacefully, you did have a little bit of a cry when what happened finally sunk in but otherwise you were calm. What could have happened didn't, thanks to Gyutaro and you would continue to not think about it.

By the time you were out of the shower, you had gotten a few messages, some from Tengen, a couple from your agency and two from an unknown number. Assuming the unknown number was Gyutaro you jumped straight in.

22:37

Hey, this is Gyutaro and Ume, we met you earlier. Just sending this message now so you don't forget us.

22:39

Our IOU I mean.

You smile, it was exciting that he wasn't taking advantage of having your number. You'd had an issue in the past when you had handed out your number to a fan so they could call you with their ill friend. This must have been an attempt to get sympathy though because within an hour you had hundreds of unknown numbers calling and texting you constantly. You think for a moment before typing away.

23:04

Hi Gyutaro! Like I could forget you after tonight, thank you so much for your help. I don't want to think about what could have happened if you weren't there.

I'll save your number so feel free to text me whenever you guys think of something I could do to repay you!

You wonder if you'll talk to Gyutaro at all other than for whatever he chooses. You hadn't made any friends in a while and this was a good opportunity. You did want to get to know Gyutaro and Ume, they seemed interesting and of course Gyutaro had saved you earlier. You feel like you could get hot and bothered thinking about it, feeling your stomach flutter when you remembered how strong he looked. A sharp ping sound from your phone pulls you from your thoughts.

23:06

Yeah, no problem. We'll think about it.

For a moment you watch your phone, the little dots bouncing while he typed, and then they stopped. But then they started again and this continues for 5 minutes until eventually he sends something.

23:11

Goodnight.

You want to kick your feet like a teenager, who spends 5 minutes writing and rewriting "goodnight"? No-one he must have wanted to say something else! This excites you, the siblings were the first people you'd met in a while that treated you like a normal person. Not an idol, not a cash cow, just a usual person they could pass in the street and never remember. But you'd make sure they remembered you now, especially Gyutaro.

Little did you know Gyutaro had his head in his hands, sweating. How would he manage to not talk to you when you gave him your number so readily. He could practically still smell your perfume and that forsaken candle, the smell was enough to torture him.

"But fucking Hell..." Gyutaro thought "Sweet, sweet torture." He almost leaps out of his own skin when he hears his phone buzz, sinful thoughts dissipating immediately.

23:12

Goodnight, Gyutaro <3

Suddenly he feels like he can't breathe. Was the heart necessary? Then again Gyutaro would take the heart any day if it was from you. His sweet idol, the only idol he's ever been even remotely interested in. Gyutaro feels possessive, he wants, wants, wants but doesn't feel he deserves and he's slowly being driven mad. How dare you make him feel this way, so conflicted, but he knows he'd buckle and do anything to be able to talk to you face to face again if you even hinted at the possibility.

He groans and his head buries itself in his hands again. Ume bangs on the wall shrieking for him to quiet down. He doesn't reply shutting his eyes and trying to keep his thoughts clean after all the jumping you'd done. In doing so his thoughts drift to the drunken man and he feels his temper flare up again. What a disgusting freak. Gyutaro would never accept violence against a woman, he may be ugly but at least he wasn't a degenerate freak who would touch a woman against her will. His nails scratch down his face and neck as he tries to keep his cool, eyes clenching shut almost painfully tight as he imagines finishing the man off to call himself down.

When the fury subsides he settles in for the night, not bothering to change out of his clothes.

A week passes with you and Gyutaro occasionally trading greetings and Gyutaro has been racking his brains for what sort of reward he could take. He didn't want to creep you out by asking you for a date but there wasn't anything else he wanted from you, as much as he hated to admit it. He had thought about getting something signed but it would out him as a fan and just the thought made him feel like his bone marrow was being sucked out.

Eventually, he talks to Ume about it, she was more imaginative than he was so he hoped she might have an idea. Ume had long gotten it into her head that she wanted to set you up together so she leapt at the chance.

"What groundwork do you have?" She questions, not even looking up from painting her nails.

"Groundwork?" Gyutaro parrots back.

"Yeah, you know what have you guys spoken about?"

"Not that it's any of your business but nothing much, just some good morning and good night texts really." He shrugs as nonchalantly as he can, pretending like he doesn't feel flustered whenever you send a message first.

"Well, brother of mine, it became my business the second you asked me. Now she me the messages." She finally looks up and leans closer to him on the couch to look at his phone. He huffs and puffs but relents. Just as he is about to scroll up, Ume quickly taps the call button, careful of her drying nails.

If panic had an image it would be Gyutaro in that moment. He seems unsure of what to do and freezes, mind flickering between ending the call or dying spontaneously. The phone rings four times before you pick up and greet him cheerfully.

"Hey! Gyutaro, what's up?" Your bright voice is enough to send a chill down his spine but he just gulps. Ume rolls her eyes.

"Hi, Y/N! I'm here too! We're calling about the IOU." She chimes back.

"Ume, hi! Yeah, no problem have you guys figured something out?"

"Yes! We'd like to go to that new amusement Park." Ume replies as if they had discussed this. Gyutaro hates amusement park, too many happy families with better lives than him and Ume.

"Ooh, that sounds fun! Yeah, I can get tickets for you both." Gyutaro can picture your smile over the phone. He goes to interject that he doesn't want it, if you don't go then what's the point?

"We were actually thinking you could come and hang out with us? It would be so fun to talk to you again." Ume pleads and the puzzle pieces slot into place for Gyutaro, this had been her plan. While Ume wasn't the smartest at most things when it came to anything related to romance she seemed to have a natural knack for it.

"Oh! Yes! That would be so fun, I'm free on Saturday?" Hearing how eager you are Gyutaro suddenly doesn't mind the idea of the amusement park. He clears his throat.

"So are we, we'll see you there then." He responds before Ume can.

"Yes! I can't wait!" You exclaim and begin chattering away about some details, clearly already looking into the amusement park, suggesting a time and place to meet up.

With plans made the phone call ends and Gyutaro wraps Ume in a bear hug much to her chagrin, complaining about her hair and outfit being ruined. He doesn't even care that he seems almost giddy, figuring she'd already noticed his attraction to you. He slinks back to his room after teasing her some more and blasts some of his favourite music to celebrate.

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[roseythefanfichuman]

Break the rules, Bakugo x reader

Y/n, a budding young hero, from a hero family, enters UA high. She expected struggle and work, she didnt expect for her life to be at risk, she also didn’t expect to fall for one of her classmates, but life’s just full of surprises.

Chapter 1

Content warnings: swearing

I wake up to the sound of my alarm blaring. Groggily I stand and get ready for my first day at UA high.

I grab a toaster waffle, popping it in the toaster while I grab my backpack and slip my shoes on. With a ding my waffle is done, after a moment I grab it and munch on it while leaving my house.

I look outside, seeing my best friend and neighbor shoto waiting outside my house for me

"Hey Sho!" I yell out to him happily. His head perks up a slight smile on his face at the sight of me.

"Hello y/n." He replies calmly. I run up beside him and we start walking together. "Hey, can I ask you a question?" He asks, as I finish my waffle.

"Shoot." I tilt my head at him.

"Why do you call me Sho?"

"Because I think it's a cute nickname for you."  I spin around walking backwards, facing him.

"You realize that this is why your grandparents and my father have been trying to put us in an arranged marriage since we were seven right?" He tells me simply.

"The nickname also has to do with when we met. I wasn't the best speaker so I just called you Sho." I explain to him, spinning around and facing forward.

"Hey look we're here!" I point out, changing the subject. We make our way up the steps quietly, easily finding the classroom. We walked into class and went our separate ways. I see a tall blue haired guy yelling at a blond about putting his feet on his desk. Its Ilda.

"Hi Iida!" I greet him as I walk up, He turns to me and nods.

"Oh hi l/n. Can you please help me with this?" He asks, gesturing to the angry looking blond boy.

"Hmm, ok." I agree softly. "Let's see, well the desks and chairs aren't connected so..." I mutter as I then pull the desk out from under his feet. His feet fall to the floor with a thud and he growls at me. His glare intense.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing extra?!" He shouts at me aggressively, standing. He gets up close with a menacing glare.

"Helping a friend." I shrug at him casually.

"What? So you're friends with Glasses over there?" He asks angrily.

"Well yeah, our parents run in similar circles so it makes sense we became friends." I state as if it was obvious.

"Whatever! Extra..." He dismisses me, rolling his eyes and looking away, obviously annoyed at my lack of fear towards him.

"Here's your desk back." I say, pushing his desk back towards his chair, where it had been originally.

I turn around at the sound of the classroom door opening, and see a cute green haired boy and a pretty brown haired girl in the doorway. I walk over and introduce myself.

"Hello I'm y/n l/n." 

"I-I'm Midoriya Izuku." He introduces himself anxiously. The girl beside him quickly introduces herself as well.

"I'm Uraraka Ochako." She seemed very bubbly and happy.

"I hope we can be friends." I say, showing them a big grin.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." He responds nervously.

With a thud a yellow sleeping bag thuds against the floor, the very scruffy face of a man I recognize appears.

I run to sit in my seat as the man is my uncle.

As the rest of the class settles down he stands and walks into the room, after leaving the sleeping bag.

"Seven seconds, it took most of you seven seconds to quiet down, when your a hero every second counts. Now take these and head to the locker room." He lectures the class, pulling out a bunch of PE uniforms.

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"So Bakugo how far could you throw a ball in middle school?" Aizawa asks his voice gravely with exhaustion.

"67 meters." He smirks confidently.

"Ok, now throw it with your quirk anything goes, just stay in the circle." With a confident smirk near etched into his face he takes the ball and walks into the circle preparing to throw it.

"DIE!" He shouts loudly, as he chucks the ball, throwing it a startling 705.2 meters.

I smirk quietly, impressed at his ability. The rest of the class is less quiet, bringing down the ire of our tired teacher.

"So you think this is all fun and games? The person at the bottom of the rank will be seen as having no ability and will be expelled." His words strike fear into the hearts of most of my classmates.

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I passed in the top five but Midoriya got last. I don't want him to leave yet. "Also what I said earlier was false, nobody is going home." Aizawa declares, saving midorias position in class.

"WHAT!" Most of the class yelled in surprise.

"Huh? Thats usual." I mutter softly.

"Alright, class dismissed."

We get changed, before heading to lunch.

I stand in the lunchroom trying to decide where to sit. I could always sit with Shoto, maybe I could sit with midoria? I could always find h-, my thoughts were cut off by the shouting of a particular angry blond.

"Hey, you look like an idiot just standing around, sit down." Bakugo shouts, a slight taunting tone in his voice.

"Alright, fine." I agree smugly and sit down next to him.

"That's not what I meant damn it!" He yells at me grumpily.

"Too late I'm already sitting here." I say with a smirk. Soon, some of our classmates sit around us. Two boys and a girl in front of us and one boy next to me.

"Hi! I'm Ashido Mina." A very pink girl with yellow horns and odd eyes, says excitedly.

"I'm Sero Hanta." The black haired boy beside her introduces himself sweetly.

"I'm Kirishima Eijiro." The redhead boy next to him greets me enthusiastically.

"I'm Denki Kaminari but you can call me tonight." The blond beside me flirts.

"Well, I'm y/n l/n and Denki, no." I respond. He sighs and shrugs softly, taking the rejection well.

"Eh it was worth a shot." He says and the group laughs a bit at him.

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I was walking out of the school with Sho and accidentally ran into Bakugo who was walking in the opposite direction as Sho and I. I stumble back and he scoffs at me.

"Hey shorty watch it!" He growls, taking his hand out of his pocket, small explosions popping in his palm. I furrow my brows and return his glare.

"Screw off, you damn Pomeranian!" I shout back at him, pissed at the mention of my hight, as it's usually the only thing anyone mentions. My response surprises him for a moment before he returns my glare with his own harsh one.

"Nope." Todoroki says, as he picks me up and starts carrying me out of the school. I thrash around in his grasp, hitting his back. He walks unaffected.

"Sho put me down I wanna scratch his eyes out!" I shout so Bakugo can hear it from his place down the hall. Shoto doesn't let me down and continues on his way leaving the school building.

"And that's why I'm not." He says. "I'm not putting you down until you calm down." He states calmly, holding onto me tightly so I don't fall.

"Fine, I'll be calm." I grumble, as soon as my feet touch the floor I move to run back into the school. Before I can Shoto freezes my legs using his quirk. "Damn it Sho! Fine, I'll actually stop this time." I say to him, hoping he actually believes me.

"Promise?" He asks, not much change in his tone nor expression.

"Yes, I promise." I confirm, nodding my head.

"Ok fine." He says, melting the ice. I turn around and start walking with him back the way we were originally going.

"Why is my hight the only thing people mention?" I question him, still annoyed.

"Its probably just because its the first thing people notice about you. Its not the only thing they mention tho, usually your strong personality and determination to be a great hero." He explains quietly, showing how well he knows me.

"Thanks sho." I grin at him, feeling better as we walk much more peacefully.

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