#p.s. im almost done with the requests !

[angelbaby-fics]

not gonna lie to y'all im in such a lee bodecker mood right now idk why i just wanna hug him & kiss his squishy cheeks sooooo so bad rn

#p.s. im almost done with the requests ! #i decided to try something new & finish writing all of them before i post any of them #because its my blog & i can do what i want #but also bc i thought it might help my motivation bc i tend to fall into a 'treat myself' vortex every time i post a fic #like once i get one posted i'm like 'well i don't have to write today i just posted something so its not urgent' #and then i keep thinking that for 2 months hehehe oops #but honestly when i posted my first fic nearly 2 years ago i truly didn't think this blog would last even a month so.... not bad tbh #c

[lunargrapejuice]

LUNAAAAA ily 🤭 anyway i've read a bunch of your fics and i never thought i would like sephiroth until i read what you write so pls pls pls if you can write smth smutty and sweet of seph it would kill me (p.s. preferably after him and reader have their first baby and they've been so pent up after almost 2 years of not being able to do it)

hi babes!! ily too!🥰🩷 im so glad i could help bring you over to loving sephiroth heheh🤭 i did take this idea but i did change it a bit and then kinda ran away with it? i still hope you like it! thank you so much for reading and requesting something!

the sweetest of dark dreams

sephiroth x fem!reader | 6.3k + words

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, porn with plot, un named daughter, hurt/comfort, post ffvii story, violence and drugging (not by seph), he's not pre-nibelheim sane but not crazy seph either?, possessiveness, explicit sexual content, mating press, cream pie, implied multiple rounds, i think that it but please let me know i missed anything!

synopsis: the first thing you saw upon opening your eyes is sephiroth with your daughter smiling at his side and tugging at his sleeve but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t considered that maybe you never woke up in the first place and you’re still dreaming. is it a nightmare or a sweet dream? you wonder again and again as two days pass, questioning if any of this is even real because how could it possibly be real when your husband who should be dead is suddenly.. here, alive and breathing and making your daughter smile. you don’t know what to believe but all of this feels so unbelievably real it’s hard to tell your brain and your heart otherwise and he doesn't wait long to show you just how real this is.

you’ve yet to decide if this is a dream or a nightmare or which you would even want it to be if you knew.

it started off as a nightmare. no it was so much more than that when you lost sephiroth after the nibelheim mission and somehow even worse than that when you found out you were pregnant. pregnant and utterly alone. on the run from shinra, desperate to ensure your baby would never be known by them, would never have to come close to one of their labs or needles.

then your daughter was born. a mix of you and your soulmate and beyond perfect. the rays of light in her eyes, his eyes, helping guide you through the darkness that had clouded the path in front of you for those first nine months without him and thus nightmare began to turn into a bittersweet dream.

the sweetness of it was easier to take in the more she grew, with each successful day that you’re both free of shinra, but a day never passed that you didn’t think of sephiroth or feel the permanent ache in your chest that had been present since you were parted. and you were never blind to the threats that still lingered. the truth that your daughter shares sephiroths jenova cells and if shinra ever found her.. well you would be sure they never got to her so you would not have to find out and she would never have to know any of the pain her father was put through.

it's what sephiroth would have wanted too. 

nearly six years of you and her, safe and sound, six years of giggles and smiles and you doing everything you can to protect her, a dream you live out for both you and your beloved and when you heard of the explosion of shinra, what sephiroth had done, you had hoped maybe the running could finally be over, but it only took one moment for it to turn into a horror you didn’t dare dream of, that you could hardly take and have relived every night since in your dreams.

“mommy?”

“yes baby?” you replied as calmly as you could and prayed that your daughter couldn’t feel the rapidness of your heart beat under her hands that cling around your neck but you couldn't suppress it no matter how hard you tried.

“is something wrong?”

she’s always been more aware than you know how to handle at times but how could you lie when at this moment everything seemed wrong, so very fucking wrong, like everything you did to try to keep her safe wasn’t enough and never would have been. you remembered crying about how you couldn’t do this without sephiroth during her birth and maybe you were right all along..

you heard he died along with many others that fateful day but there was no mistaking hojo when you spotted him in the city you visited for supplies near the place you had called home for the last half year and the devilish expression on his face when your eyes met let you know he had not mistaken you either.

that sickening smile had only grown when his gaze came to the small child holding your hand, her silver hair so similar to her fathers if her slitted pupils weren’t enough to give her away to him. though you honestly don’t know how much of a look he got of her because so quick you had your daughter in your arms and slipped back into the crowd that frequents this market street.

you didn’t look back but you felt him and others following you.

“whatever happens, just don’t let go of me, okay?” you asked of your daughter, hugging her closer to your body. you had dropped your groceries somewhere on the side of the road to help lighten the load and get you moving faster as she wordlessly buried herself into your chest, holding on like her life depended on it.

she held on just as tightly when she was ripped from your hold by a man dressed in a shinra infantry uniform only minutes outside of the city. like they had been waiting for you, they cornered you against an abandoned building and before you realized it, hojo was behind you and you felt the prick of a thick needle sinking into your side. 

there were a dozen others that surrounded you, some pulling your weakening body away from your daughter as others tried to make her let go of you. you’ve never felt so helpless, so scared and even though you know it’s only a dream this time around, the emotions flood back like they had then. 

“what did you do to me?!” you screamed at hojo in your fight to reach for her but no matter how much you tried to move you couldn’t get your body to do anything and the place where hojo had injected you burned like the heat of it was draining every ounce of your strength and consciousness. 

you hardly heard his answer over the cries of your daughter and the adrenaline pumping through your veins with no way to release after whatever the hell hojo put inside of you. you screamed, unable to hold it back when your mouth felt like it's the only thing that could move or do anything at all. it made your lungs burn with dry heat, you thought they may even burst with how it rages inside of your chest but you could only hope in the explosion it would take hojo and these ass holes with you.

by some miracle it ignited your muscles and you tugged at the hands that held onto you, your strength surprising them and their hold slipped, allowing you a moment to tumble away towards your daughter, reaching out for her with bruised arms just as gunshots echo all around you. 

a gust of wind, like the beat of a giant wing, swirled around you, sending hojos lackeys flying in every direction but you and your daughter remained steady, not a hair flying in the wind. before your hands can connect with her she’s being lifted into the air by gloved hands and when you follow them to the person picking her up, feeling your body succumbing to the serum hojo injected you with, you see sephiroth holding her on his hip, reaching down for you with his other arm, a dark black wing surrounding you like a shield before the entire world faded away.

you awake with the same jolt you had once the serum had run its course, body jolting and gasping for air but unlike then, you’re quick to realize where you are and that things are okay. a weird, uneasy definition of the word but your daughter is safe and hojo is dead and that is enough for you. at least that’s what you keep telling yourself.

it had to be enough because right now nothing else aside from those two things make any sense to you and even the latter you’re only taking at the word of the familiar stranger currently asleep with your daughter in his arms on the plush chair in her bedroom. 

it’s only been a few days since you woke up after being asleep for two weeks thanks to hojos concoction and the first thing you saw upon opening your eyes was sephiroth with your daughter smiling at his side and tugging at his sleeve but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t considered that maybe you never woke up in the first place and you’re still dreaming. is it a nightmare or a sweet dream? you wonder again and again as two days pass, questioning if any of this is even real. 

how could it possibly be real when your husband who should be dead is suddenly.. here, alive and breathing and making your daughter smile and claiming hojo is no longer a threat because he personally saw to it and you’ll all be safe now. he’ll be sure of it. you honestly don’t know what to believe but all of this feels so unbelievably real it’s hard to tell your brain and your heart otherwise and regardless of whether it is or not, you need to continue to protect your daughter. so even in this foggy state between reality and a fucked up beautiful dream, you do what you’ve always done to keep her safe.

she may be a heavy sleeper but sephiroth never has been himself and you doubt that’s change in the years you’ve been apart so when you sneak out of the house, you hold your boots against your chest as you tiptoe out of the front door and hold your breath with every step until you’re on the edge of the small garden you keep, sitting on the wood plank of the garden box and lace up your boots before making your way back towards the city.

two weeks you’d been asleep. two weeks of not earning any gil and you don’t even know how sephiroth has paid for or gotten the food currently in your pantry. it’s just another worry on your shoulders that makes it hard to breath or think straight but it’s one you can do something about at least. you’d have made better care taking plans for your daughter in your absence had you not been asleep all this time and the fights you planned to join in the undercity for gil being only tonight until next month. you couldn’t wait that long and having joined them before, you know you’ll be fine. thank the goddess there were no lingering effects of the serum as far as you could tell.

that doesn’t stop how sickly on edge you feel the entire walk, like hojo or sephiroth might pop up from the shadows, like you’ve done a terrible thing by leaving your daughter with a man you aren’t sure is real. a stranger, you had called him earlier but you’re just as much of a stranger to him now too. so long without him, your only focus being keeping your daughter alive and safe at any cost and despite your heart with a wound that not even time could heal. you’re not the same person and if he really is the man you once called your husband, the same one who had tried to destroy the planet, he isn’t the same either. 

he had been gentle with your daughter over the past two days of you carefully watching his every move though. she had hardly wanted to be away from him since you’ve awoken and he had seen to her care during the time you were drugged to sleep without as much as a scratch on her little body. she trusted him and though you aren’t sure that you did, you didn’t think he’d hurt her and you’d do your best to get back before either of them noticed you were gone.

your dream replays in your mind as you walk past the place where sephiroth had reappeared before you, right when you needed him. in the moonlight you’d never guess it was the place of a slaughter or the return of someone you never thought you’d see again. it looks almost peaceful in your slowed steps taking in the blades of grass that flatten under your footsteps but it does anything but bring you calmness. 

on the brink of losing it, your mind running a million miles an hour with how to wake up from this dream, how to discern what’s real and what isn’t, you’re thankful the undercity is filled with more life than the actual city is thanks to more than just the townsfolk being here to watch the fights happening in an arena that sits in the center of it all. no one pays you any mind and the endless chatter along with the announcers echoing in the background nearly drowns out your anxious thoughts.

you’d need to figure them out at some point. you know you can’t avoid it forever but it would have to wait for tonight, until you could control just one thing and be sure there was enough gil for whatever your family might need in the coming weeks, until you could feel something that was undoubtedly real to knock you out of this sorry state if for no other reason but your daughter.

like always, you would need to push through for her even when you’re breaking in ways you don’t know where to begin to cover up or fix. then again, maybe you’re just unfixable to begin with. 

having made your way through most of the crowd, you’re nearly at the carved out side entrance of the arena to look over the fight lists and sign up for one’s you know you’ll be able to win against other people and monsters but like he had been waiting for you to arrive, you see sephiroth leaning against the wall with his arms folded and his head down, silver locks covering most of his face just a curtain of starlight. he no longer wears his normal armor but there's no denying it’s him. in the busyness no one seems to notice him either but he’s all you can see.

in a blink, his attention is on you, as if he felt your presence, and you’re frozen in the street, unsure what it is that’s gluing your feet to the ground. fear? guilt? worry? you can’t begin to describe the feeling properly but it's like black tendrils root you in place and make your heart beat uncontrollably, uncomfortably.

unfolding his arms, he takes long strides towards you, his eyes never leaving yours, the expression on his face completely unreadable and as composed as ever. every conscious part of your body tells you to run as fast as you can in the opposite direction, all the while your heart whispers that he would never hurt you. run towards him. you push the urge down, remind yourself he isn’t your sephiroth, and when the nerves in your feet finally get the message and move, it’s away from him that they choose. he’s so close to you by then though and you know you only get away because he’s letting you.

you can’t get out the ‘excuse me’s and ‘i’m sorry’s that sit on the tip of your tongue as you hurry away from the arena and back towards the entrance you came from, accidentally knocking into patrons without looking back. you don’t even know why you’re running when you know there was no getting away from him. even if he’s letting you go now, he was faster. stronger. dangerous. and worst of all and more likely than anything else, maybe you’ll realize he’s just some twisted joke conjured by your subconscious or shinra in order to get whatever they want from you.

it’s just outside the dimly lit entrance to the undercity that sephiroth has had enough of chasing after you and before you can stop in your tracks, he’s standing in front of you, the lights of the undercity reflecting back on his handsome features, and he’s quickly changing your direction and backing you into metal wall of the normally closed off entrance with his steps only inches from yours. it’s only the two of you around with the arena growing louder, telling you the event is about to begin. 

he doesn’t touch you, there’s not a place your bodies connect, no where you’ve dared to reach for in the two days you’ve been awake but you can feel the warmth of him at this distance, smell his familiar leather and flora scent, and it wraps around you like a blanket you had nearly forgotten the touch of but you hesitate to melt into its comfort. his strong arms cage you in, not letting you escape his intense gaze and towering height, and on bated breath you wait for him to make the first move, to say something, anything because for two days you’ve hardly had any words between you but it seems he was not going to let that continue any longer.

“what are you doing here?” he asks and you feel your heart skip a beat at the sound of his voice that wavers with what you swear is worry.

but it couldn’t have been, you tell yourself.  he’s not real. this isn’t real. wake up - wake up!

“it looks to me like you already know,” your words are like venom on your own tongue. you hate the taste but you can’t stop it with the overwhelming feelings currently consuming you, that you don’t know where to begin to process. before he can say anything you continue, finally finding the strength to move and using it to shove him away from you with your hands planted firmly on his chest. it’s the first time you’ve touched him since waking up and you’re almost surprised that he feels solid. it steals the poison behind your words, makes you falter and they’re only defeated now. “you don’t get to judge my choices. i do what i have to for her. i always have and i always will.”

free from his caging, you don’t try to go back to the undercity. you know he wouldn’t let you and gods dammit your daughter is alone right now - your feet start to head back towards home at a quick pace, not waiting up for him or looking back to see if he is following you.

“that’s not the issue here,” his voice is close when he speaks again, as though he’s right on your heels.

you stop in your tracks, turning on the balls of your feet to meet his gaze. goddess how is he even before you.. 

“not the issue?” you can’t help but laugh. it feels horrible though, bitter and heavy and brings tears to your eyes. “then tell me, what exactly is the problem because i can think of so many bigger issues than earning gil to keep my daughter safe!” so quickly you’ve lost your cool, every word you speak brings you closer and closer to bursting into tears.

“you’ve done so much for her,” he says and despite the flinch of the words you used to claim your daughter without him, there’s a soft adoration in his tone that makes you think this really must be some kind of mirage meant to torture you further, to break you, and it’s working. he takes a step closer to you, reaching for you with his gloveless hand but his touch never connects. “but putting yourself in danger is no way of protecting her.”

your tears begin to shed without your permission, letting go with them the floodgates of your emotions. this was too much to take, too much to process when you don’t know what to believe or do when years of longing pain crashes to the surface in a suffocating wave. “what would you even know about it when you’ve been goddess knows where - what - trying to destory the fucking planet - while ive been in agony without you?! trying to get through every day-”

you take a step away from him, thankful there seems to be no one else around you to hear your loss of control, to see the way you run your hands over your face and hair and take in breaths that only seem to fuel the heat inside you that is cracking you with ever added degree.

“did you even come back for me after nibelheim? did you know i was pregnant or about our daughter?!” you’re sobbing uncontrollably, unsure if he can understand your words but you couldn’t stop them just as much as you couldn’t control your weeping eyes. you can’t meet his either when you continue, “i - i don’t even know if you’re real sephiroth! the only thing i know that's real is her and even if this, right now, is some kind of messed up dream hojo’s put me in, i have to take care of her in the chance it’s not and if it is then- then i have to wake up so i can save her. i have to do something! - anything - i -”

the touch of his hands on your face, cradling your jaw with gentle strength, stops you in your tracks before you can fully succumb to fear and grief and every little emotion firing off inside of you, before you drown in your own tears. 

sephiroth says your name and though you can’t tell if it’s helping or making your tears worse, you don’t fight him. “you don’t think i’m real?” he asks, his voice deep and eerily tranquil but before you can protest or reply, his lips are on yours, pressing together in a deep, claiming kiss. one of his hands carding into your hair while the other grabs your trembling hands and brings them up to his chest. 

you can feel his steady heartbeat under your palms, taste him on your lips with each kiss you return that’s coated in your tears and the way he handles you feels like a distant memory. you want to melt into it, let yourself be weak and handled by him like you had years ago but you can’t bring yourself to give in. it’s not real and it hurts that much worse because of it. 

with unreserved strength, he presses you against him with a hand now at your back, splayed across you in a possessive grip, keeping you completely flush against his larger body, your feet nearly off the ground in your reach for him. you gasp against his lips at the sudden contact and when he takes in a deep breath, he affirms you as though he had read your mind, “this is real,” you feel the pressure of his forehead on yours and hiccup in your sobbing at the contact. “and you will never be without me again.”

“sephiroth..” you hold onto the shirt he wears, the fabric bunching in your fists as if he might disappear in the wind if you did not hold onto him. in this state you don’t know if you can believe him but so badly do you want it to be true and you think maybe for a moment you can give in, let yourself believe it for the sake of your heart that’s filled with a hope you worry might break you like you never before if it turns out to not be true.

you couldn’t bear to lose him again. even if neither of you are the same as before, there is no doubt in your mind that he is a part of your soul and heart just as you are a part of his. that you will always be tied to one another in a bond you can’t explain in words but that you’re certain transcends lifetimes and universes.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

the front door to the house creaks open slowly and for the first time since you gave in, you break from sephiroths lips, trying to catch your breath in quiet gasps thanks to the tears still flowing from your eyes. he’s carried you the entire way home, with your legs wrapped around his thin waist and his ever present strength helping him support you with minimal effort. he isn’t keen on letting you go now that you’re home either. 

the house is quiet and in his walk to your bedroom at the end of the hallway, you both peek into your daughter's room to see her sleeping peacefully where sephiroth had tucked her in before following after you. you reach down and shut the door and in his next step, he captures your lips once more in a kiss that makes you light headed and dizzy.

he’s quick to press you against your bedroom door as the click of the lock fills the room and is quickly replaced by your whimpers. aside from when you slept here for those two long weeks, unmoving but with your heart still beating, he hasn’t stepped foot back in your room despite the fact it was torture to be so close and yet so far from you. he had wanted to devour you from the moment you first woke up and looked at him with those eyes that were so closed off but still so full of the love that changed him, that made him realize there was something he could not live without.  

he wasn’t well without you by his side either and regardless of whether you believed him or not, he hadn’t known of your daughter but when he found out, all he had done was search for you until he heard the planet vibrate with your scream that shook his soul and brought him to you, never to be parted again.

“have you remained only mine angel?” he asks low against your lips, with an urgency that tells you he needs you to tell him. he gives you the chance, lifting up further up on his waist and stepping away from the door, latching his lips on the base of your neck, nibbling and sucking on your supple skin.

you’re quick to nod, your words following after he has you on the bed and is on top of you, not letting an inch between your bodies. “only ever yours,” you promise and you mean it whole heartily. there could never be anyone but him in your bed or in your heart.

“only mine,” he echoes, the words vibrating through his chest and then his teeth are sinking deeper into your flesh. you hold back a cry, feeling your body break out in goosebumps as you writhe underneath his broad frame, trying to keep quiet. he shifts and presses his hard, clothed cock over your sex, rolling his hips with a soothing lick over the marks of his teeth on your flesh. “all mine.”

the way he strips you of your clothes is such a stark contrast to how he handles your body. the fabric is carelessly ripped and torn in a ravenous fashion, the fibers easily giving way to his strength but when his fingers touch your skin that lay beneath, they’re acutely aware to your fragility compared to what had become of his own body and maps out every change in your own since sephiroth last saw you like this.

he remains completely clothed above you, his pupils the thinnest of slits underneath thick dark lashes that grow heavier with aching hunger the longer he stares at you. a piercing gaze that makes your entire body tremble and burn with heat. a predator gaze. the eyes of your other half that you only saw in your dreams for so long. but your dreams had never been this real. your heart had not beat like this in six years, not even your endless tears could begin to replicate the feelings coursing through you right now and you couldn’t control a single one of them but you didn’t need to when you surrender all of yourself to him.

the pressure of his body against yours once more grounds you, the warmth of his breath and lips on the skin below your ear, his hand that travels down your inner thigh towards where you want him the most making you whimper in a plea for more. at this point you aren’t sure you’ll be able to stop crying but your tears are slower now, your hands tugging at his clothes for purchase or to get them off of him or some mix of them both.

“i’ll show you how real i am darling,” he whispers against you, placing a kiss to the space below the lobe of your ear right as you feel his fingers on your cunt, slowly parting your folds from your entrance to your clit, groaning at the soft and wet feeling of you. “be a good girl for me.”

in all the time you’ve been apart you’ve never forgotten the feeling of him but have never been able to mimic it with your own hands and could not even dream of it with another, let alone follow through with it just to sate your needs. there’s nothing compared to the way he knows your body better than yourself, the intense adoration he shows it and how easily he finds the perfect pressure against your clit that has you clenching around nothing, arching into his chest, and soaking his fingers.

and when he finally sinks two of his digits into you, you have to bite your bottom lip to keep from screaming out. it feels so good, so right, so real. his body lifts from yours, spreading his legs and yours thighs on top of his follow, giving him the perfect view of your glistening cunt. 

“‘s real,” you don’t mean for the words to be spoken out loud despite the fact they echo over and over again in your mind and you say them so quietly he might not have heard you had he not been so keenly aware of every inch of you.

his other hand comes up to your face, the pads of his thumb soothing below your bottom lip in a gentle caress that coaxes your jaw to slacken and hear the your sweet noises as he thrusts his fingers in and out of your tight hole, curling them when they’re buried knuckles deep inside of you.

“i’m real,” he confirms, running his thumb along your bottom lip.

your hands hold onto his muscular arms, your nails leaving crescent shapes in his skin with every lewd squelch from between your legs each time he pulls his fingers away and pushes back into you with skilled movements until you’re coming so quick, so hard, around his fingers. he massages that perfect spot inside of you that has you seeing stars behind your closed eyes, his thumb pressing against you clit in time with his movements and your orgasm rocks your body, adding to your tears that he begins wipes with his hand on your face as he watches you break around him, feeling himself growing impossibly harder behind the confines of his pants at how beautiful you are. 

his chest is full of the anguish and relief of all these years without you, what he thought he had lost that only drove him to further madness but that was here before him now, that he would never be let out of his grasp again. 

a whimper escapes your lips when he leaves you so very empty with the withdrawal of his fingers but you can’t bear to take your hands off of him. you need to feel more of him, all of him, and don’t stop your pitiful movements that pull at his clothes, shaking and needy. you can’t hold onto him tight enough but it doesn’t bother him, he doesn’t make you stop, and his much steadier hands help you take off all of his clothes, revealing every last bit of porcelain skin that you thought you would never see or touch again and the silken strands of hair that tickle your skin nearly everywhere your hands roam.

settling between your legs, he helps you stroke his cock in languid movements, his larger hand enveloping your own, mako filled eyes entirely focused on you, slitted pupils blown wide taking in the sweet divine bliss on the beautiful features of your face, the delicate curve of your breasts with every deep breath you try to take, the sticky slickness of your pussy that makes his hands on you tremble in held back strength and makes his mouth water. 

“spread your legs for me,” he instructs, his free hand supporting your leg helping you move as he wishes. “spread them wider,” his voice falls deeper, your legs shake but not from the stretch. you do as he says and you let go of his big cock to reach your hands up around his neck to bring him down to your lips. his hair falls around you like streaks of moonlight, bringing you back to the place you always belonged and the softness of his lips on yours, the pressure of his leaking tip at your entrance, all reminding you how real this is. “just like that sweet girl.”

the thickness of him stretches you in a lovely ache that you only want more of and he takes it slow sinking into your tight walls until he’s buried to the hilt, all while kissing so passionately to muffle your shared moans, to feel and claim all of you that he could. his strong grip keeps you still, at the mercy of his movements. even when his hands travel from your hips to your legs while he begins to pull out of you just to sink back in with a powerful thrust, they have you at sephiroths will and you easily give it to him.

grabbing onto the fat of your thighs, relishing in the feeling of you in his hands once more, so pliant and desperate, he pushes your legs to your chest, spreading them wide, and sets a deep and brutal pace when he gives into everything he’s feeling that's only amplified by taking you like this. 

at this angle he’s so deep, fucking you into the matress, and with how unchecked his power is, you don’t doubt you’ll have bruises where his hands hold you open for him but you want the proof that he’s yours again. that you won’t wake up to and he’ll be gone. you hold onto him with just as much fervor, your grip moves from his arms and bury in the thickness of his hair, tugging at the roots with every time you feel so full of him, so close to your release again already, and it only seems to spur him on more.

the bed posts move along the ground in time with his thrusts and when it’s somehow still not enough of you, his chest meets yours, his arms barely holding the majority of his weight over you that has you folded in half, whimpering underneath him with every jolt of his hips inside of you, the slap of his heavy balls against your ass joining your quieted cries of his name and his heavy breaths, his sweet praises. 

“you’re taking me so well - ngh, fuck,” you clench around him, greedily sucking him back in when he’s pulling away from you. “my good girl.”

“‘m so close,” the words are breathless, barely there when they escape past your lips and the heat of them soaks into his own that can’t stop kissing you, delving his tongue into your mouth and tasting you again and again.

“i know,” his voice is octaves deeper, sensual in a way that only brings you that much closer. “don’t hold back. cum for me angel,” it feels like a gentle command, even with all the desperation and love behind his words. “need to feel you cum on my cock.”

“ah! s - seph-!” you can’t get out his name before the pressure between your legs bursts like it never has before and when you feel him throbbing inside of you, painting your walls with his seed, it only adds to the ethereal heat that washes over you and leaves you trembling in the drugging, hypnotizing atmosphere of him still hard inside of you, the feel of his body against you, the numbing tingle of your legs as he helps them unfold and settle comfortable around his hips.

he doesn’t stop there. your heart skips far too many beats at the loss of his chest on yours, not knowing where you began and he ended and your hands that try to pull him back to you are too weak to do anything but follow the way he moves you but he soothed you with his lithe fingers caressing your skin as they help you move onto your stomach.

you mewl at the sensation of his cock moving inside of you while he shifts you into this new position. the sticky mess between your legs drips onto the sheets below you but makes it easy to sheathe himself fully inside you with a gentle and small pull of your hips upwards.

most others would be terrified to be in such a vulnerable position with sephiroth but you’re nothing if not pliant and perfect when he plants his hands beside you, leaning down to kiss your neck as he bucks his hips into your sensitive pussy and whispers against your skin before sinking his teeth into your tender flesh again.

“i’m not done with you yet.”

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in the morning you wake up alone but the noise that erupted from somewhere else in the house and caused you to stir eases your heart before your mess of thoughts begins to come back to you. your daughter's giggles and though quiet compared to her own unrestrained shriek of laughter, you could still make out the deep chuckle of sephiroth.

slipping out of bed, you move slowly thanks to the ache in your muscles and between your legs, your steps a bit wobbly with each one you take to dress in something more decent and walk to the door. the more you move, the steadier you become and by the time you make it to the living area, stopping in your tracks to watch your beloved peel an orange for your daughter who talks to him animatedly, it’s a pleasurable hum throughout your body with every movement reminding you of the words he told you last night.

there’s still a lot to consider. a lot of questions to be answered. a lot of healing to be done. maybe you’ll never be back to normal or you'll be stronger than ever. you don’t have any answers, not for yourself or from him but for this morning, you can let yourself hope this will be the start of the dreams you shared with sephiroth since his days in soldier, whatever version of a normal life might be left for your little family.

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comments & reblogs would be so greatly appreciated!<3 thank you for reading ♡

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[brighttears]

hi! back again with another request, i hope that’s ok! if not then totally ignore this. For the request: could we get a jealous reader? Im always seeing Fics where Joel is jealous and would like to see that changed up! Maybe she sees Joel hanging around another woman more his age and she gets insecure, idk it’s totally up to you how it happens. if you do take this request then thank you so much, if it’s not something you’re interested in writing then that’s ok too and thank you for your fics!! <3

Joel Miller x reader

No physical description except for having hair, leaning fem but no pronouns or explicit mentions, no use of y/n 

Warnings: age-gap, mentions of sex, drinking, Angst (happy ending), pet names (honey), you have a big fight :,(

Word Count: 1.6k

A/n: omg love this idea. Thank you for the request you’re so sweet and I’m happy to do them !! helps so much with writer's block plus I get to do cool stuff like this lol. This was challenging so I hope it doesn't disappoint :P

P.s. if any of yall’s name is Emily i apologize just replace it with the name of someone you hate lol

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Even from all the way across the bar, you’re burning up, watching the way the woman in front of Joel twirls her hair and flashes her teeth when she laughs over enthusiastically at his jokes. Thankfully his back is to you so you can’t be tortured by whatever his expression—or wherever he’s looking—may be. 

Ever since you got to Jackson women have been crowding Joel like he’s the only man on the commune and it’s been driving you up the wall. You want to go over and give Joel a big wet kiss and tell her to fuck off, but you and him have never had a discussion about ‘us’, so you have no real right to claim him. Still, it burns, and that woman, Emily, as you’ve come to learn her name, as Joel’s number one fan, has such a punchable face. A matching burn of the whisky from your glass is welcomed down to your stomach.

When she leans forward, showing off the goods, you can’t stand it anymore, down the dregs of your drink and storm out of the Tipsy Bison. The icy breeze cools you down some but you’re in no way calm once you’re back at the house. Stomping up to your room—you and Joel’s room, you strip your jacket and immediately grab your gun to deep clean. Icey pain drips from your heart down into the crater of lava in your chest and it hisses in your ears.

Sitting at the head of the bed, you’re almost done with the fourth cleaning when Joel’s recognizable stomps sound with the creaking and slam of the front door. You continue to clean, not looking up when he comes in. 

“Hey,” he says breathily, innocently. 

“Hm. I’m surprised you even came home.” you reply, still not looking up. Still aflame, you keep a mostly even tone but Joel easily catches the pointy edges. 

He pauses, then finishes kicking off his boots to straighten up and turn to you, “An’ why’s that?”

“I mean I thought I wouldn't see you until tomorrow morning on your walk of shame from Emily’s house.” you keep your focus on the final wipe down of your gun.

“What?” 

“What? Can’t blame me, I saw her eyefucking you. Basically shaking her tits in your face, too. Didn’t stay long though, it was actually kind of fucking gross.” 

“Beg your fuckin’ pardon?”

“Oh, don’t act stupid.” you finally meet his gaze, “Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble. Go fuck whoever you want. I guess it’s none of my business. Would have been nice to know that that was the deal here before we started sharing an actual bed, though.” you go back to overpolishing the metal, trying to act nonchalant, but your chest is full of mud. 

“What makes you think I’m goin’ around fuckin’ other women?” 

“Well, now that you’ve got the pick of the litter, why settle for me?” you finally place your gun down loudly on the nightstand. 

Joel raises his voice in sternness, “What the fuck r’you talkin’ about?”  

You take a deep breath through your nose, refusing to let your anger go, but the icey, tight pain is tearing at your heart and you can’t stop it from piercing through your voice when you say, “I just—I just thought it was me, I thought it was me you wanted.”

“What—’course you’re—where’s all this comin’ from?” 

You stand to face him and scoff, “Please, you think I don’t see the way the women here have been looking at you? They drool all over you, and you just let them, you throw ‘em a smile.” you voice is teeming with attitude, “Never saying a word to me about it. What is it, are you ashamed of me? I have to be your little secret? I’m just some young—some young…” you stop yourself before you finish a sentence you know you’ll regret, no matter how much you want to stick him with it, but it’s too late.

Joel steps one foot towards you and shoves his finger out, glowering, “Good call not finishin’ that sentence.” he growls, “I don’t know who the fuck you’re talkin’ to though cause it sure as hell ain’t me.”

You pick your fire right back up, “I thought maybe I’d be good enough but there's things I don’t have, huh? Need a woman more your speed? Well, you’re free to let Emily fuck you better, just please don’t bring her back here, okay?” you end it with your voice drenched in sarcasm.

It’s Joel’s turn to scoff now, “What the fuck are you talkin’ about? I don’t give a shit about Emily! I’m not fuckin’ her! Wh—” Joel narrows his eyes, “You tryin’ to say I’m a cheater? Is that it? That's what you think a me?” 

“N–no,” you stutter, suddenly realizing that that is what you’re accusing him of. 

Near shouting, he continues, “You don’t trust me. That's what this is about.” 

“No, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” you move towards him but he steps back.

“How the hell else am I supposed’t take that?”

“I’m just scared.” the confession jumps out of you.

“Scared of what?” he shouts.

“Of you leaving me!” your voice breaks and you choke back the onset of a sob, but Joel loses no venom.

“You’re scared of me leaving? After all this time—after everything, you think I’m—I’d—I don’t want to leave you! Talkin’ to Emily, I was just tryin’ t’be fuckin’ polite, be,” he takes another step towards you, “social, that’s all! You think I can’t talk to women without tryna get in their pants? Is that really the kinda man you think I am? Should I stop talkin’ to Maria, too? Cause I’m such a piece a shit cheater I’m probably tryna get at her, too, huh? My own brother's wife? That’s what you think a me?” 

“No,” you nearly scream, hitting your hands to your head to grab at your hair, “that’s not what I mean, that’s not what I’m trying to say!”

“Then what are you trying to say?” He yells back.

Your chest is starting to heave, beginning to be overwhelmed with emotion, but you try to keep it under control, not wanting to break down in the middle of an argument. “I just hate seeing it! I hate seeing the women here fucking crawling all over you like cats in heat and you just fucking take it, like you want it, you want them, not me, now that I’m not the only option, you’ve got all these pretty women just waiting for you to knock on their fucking door, and I was just—just—”

“What, just some young pussy?” Joel snarls.

“No one that mattered! No one special! And all of it was empty, all the words, the sex, the time we shared, I was just a placeholder for a proper woman, cause I’m not good enough, was never good enough for you…” your voice shatters as the whirling in your head and heart overcomes you and you step back until the back of your knees hit the bed, then flump down and put your head in your hands, trying not to sob.

Instinctually, Joel comes to kneel before you, his anger beginning to melt away when his attention shifts to you in pain. He takes your wrists to uncover your face, saying nothing, only focusing your eyes and his, now gentle, as you continue to try to control your jumping breaths. After a few moments of you unsuccessfully calming yourself, Joel moves his hand to stroke your cheek, over the side of your face, into your hair. When your breathing has calmed some, he looks over your face and wipes away the few escaped tears. “I hate it when you cry but you look so pretty when you do.” he tells you, soft and quiet, pulling a small laugh out of you. Once your inhales and exhales are at an even pace, he speaks up again, with a soothing tone, “Okay. Now I’ve calmed down, n’ you’ve calmed down.” he takes a deep breath and you do with him, like you’ve learned to, before he continues, “I know all a that was just outta anger. N’ we’re just not at an understandin’ here… Honey I’m in love with you.” 

His words make you take a deep, post-cry shuddering breath. Remembering you have to say something back, you whisper, “I’m in love with you, too.”

After a few silent but full moments with Joel stealing glances at your lips, he asks, “Can I kiss you?”

You nod your head as you’re already leaning in as a response. Your lips essentially smash together, want igniting in both of you. You lean forward until he’s on the floor and you’re sitting on top of him, both hands holding his face while one of his clutches your hip and the other slides over your jaw and into your hair. Then Joel pushes you up and onto the bed, nosing into your neck from above you, sticking wet kisses all up and down it while your hands tangle in his hair. He slows and drags kisses back up to your mouth. Sounding drunk, Joel finds time between your mouths to say “Don’ want no one else.”

Between kisses you continue to converse, “So can I punch Emily in the face?”

“Mmm, I don't think Maria would like that very much. Why don’tcha just give me a big sloppy kiss next time she won't leave me th' fuck alone?”

“I can do that. Can we hold hands?”

“Yeah we can do that. Can I squeeze yer ass?”

“Only when someone’s looking. You can do it when they're not either but I would prefer if you did it while you know one of those alley cat’s watchin’.”

“Mhm. Every time. Let em’ all know.”

“You know, you’re gonna have a lot less friends once I scare all of them away.”

“Fuckin’ fine by me. I got everyone I need already.”

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[sweetracha]

Sigh.. so I know you probably have so many Felix request coming in butttt.. I wanted to ask if you could Felix with a s/o that falls into subspace easily (don’t judge me.. 😓) and Felix guiding them through it? Soft dom felix? (His insta live got me soft for him 😖)

(P.S Im a shy annie and since I chat on your blog the most I’m only brave enough to ask you 😤)

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Oh my little cloud!!!! Don't be shy sweetie! I'm right here, I won't bite! You can always talk here! and there is never any judgment in the bakery!

Felix was well aware of your tendency to fall into subspace. Honestly, it was one of the parts he loved most about you.

The first time it happened he stopped the session to bring you out of it. Afterward, you two had a long discussion about the situation. He wanted to make sure you were okay with the session continuing while you were in his headspace. The pride that filled his chest when you agreed made him want to cry. You trusted him enough to have him see you at your most vulnerable. You knew Felix would care for you.

"Shhh baby, so close now. Just let go for me, princess. Let Lix take care of you." He whispered as he bound your wrists together behind your back.

"Lix, I--I…" You stuttered and mushed your words together.

"What is it baby, someone is already losing her words? She is already lost in that empty head of hers? It's okay baby. I know you are, that's why I am here to take care of you. Can I take care of you, baby?"

"Yes---please"

"So polite baby, always remembers her manners even when she is so deep down in her fuzz."

Felix was pulling your second orgasm of the night when he noticed a change in your eyes. Water brimmed the edges and threatened to spill over.

"Baby, I know you are so sweet right now. My soft little subby baby. Lix needs to know your color, okay?" He was met with a blank glass expression. A few gentle taps to your cheeks caught your attention.

"Color, my sweet girl"

"Gr--gre-green" It almost came out like a question.

"Are you sure baby? I need to know you understand what you are saying. If you say green, what does that mean" He made sure to keep a hand on you at all times, knowing skin-to-skin brings you back to reality.

"Means I am good. I feel good. Continue." While what you said was broken, Felix understood.

His cocked worked his way in and out of you. He liked keeping an eye on your face when you were in his headspace. It eased him knowing he could see your thoughts so clearly. Words were hard, but your face never lied.

"Fuck I can feel you clenching, wanna cum? Does the sweet girl wanna cum all over my cock? Be a good girl and finish. Do what you were made to do, baby. Please me."

He finished on your stomach not long after you came down from your high. When he came back, soft tears trickled down your face.

"shh baby, What is wrong my sweet girl?" Felix knew how emotional you could get once it was all done. He wanted to avoid you dropping.

"I'm not needed, Lix doesn't need me" You hiccuped

"Baby, is this because I said you were made to please me?" A soft nod came from you. "Baby that job isn't over. You please me every day, even by just being you! It doesn't mean you are my sex doll, okay? You are my sweet girl."

"Promise?"

"I promise baby. Can you do me a favor? Can you tell me where you are? Maybe tell me some things you see?" Felix wanted to ease you out of it, a harsh snap would be too much.

You answered his questions and it was like he could see the fog leave your eye.

"I'm back Lixie" you giggled "Enough with 20 questions"

"Okay okay, one more though. Bath or shower?"

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[imsofuckinggayforwomen]

Heres a request you can do if you dont mind! Smut for Giyu, fanfic / Drabble / thirst, either one is fine with me! 💕

P.S. you can use the idea from your latest reblog about Giyu and Sanemi if ya’ want, I really don’t mind 🥰🥰

MY FIRST REQUEST 🥹🥹🥹🥹 IM SO HAPPY THANK YOU ANON!!! (keep requesting I love u guys)

I think I’ll use the idea with giyu and sanemi later, but I love giyu so I’m more than happy to write a Drabble about him <3

Warnings: Smut, Fem reader

NSFW IS UNDER THIS MINORS SCRAM!!

Tomioka Giyu 💜

“You have quite the technique, y/n.”

Sweat dribbled from your forehead, hands remaining clenched into fists as he praised you.

Giyu smiled at your hard working form, quickly getting into his own stance.

“However, you aren’t quite there yet” He said, arms quickly wrapping around your body and pulling you into a head lock.

Gasping, you tried to release yourself. It was practically no use against your hashira boyfriend. Even at Kinoe rank, you always sufficed to his attacks. Giyu was adamant about having you as his tsuguko, determined to assist you in your slayer journey.

Pat Pat Pat

You tapped his forearm three times, signaling that you were done. He quickly released you, standing up to stretch his arms out.

Damn. You thought. He really isn’t easing up on me..

Flopping onto the ground, you decided admire him. Giyu was perfect. Quiet but respectful, strong yet gentle. You had absolutely no idea as to how you managed to woo him. In the midst of your thoughts, you had yet to realize he had quickly caught on to your gawking. Slowly, he knelt down to your level.

“You’ve worked so hard, I think you deserve to enjoy yourself” He said, eyes glancing down to your lips.

Rosey blush began to spread across your face, watching his hand swiftly reach over to grab your chin. The moment his hand came in contact with your skin, Giyu was quick to pull you into a gentle kiss.

A small noise of surprise left your mouth, but almost instantly you started to melt into his touch. His lips were soft against yours as his rough, calloused hands began stripping clothes from your body.

You assisted him in his efforts to undress you, pulling the hem of your skirt down past your ankles. Giyu’s hands started to wonder as the both of you stayed locked in a kiss, traveling from your neck and down to your thigh.

Sensually, you wrapped your arms around his neck in attempt to bring him closer. He smiled into the kiss as you showcased your desperation, hand creeping up towards your center. The closer he got the more your breath shook, struggling to keep still.

In one swift motion, he pulled your undergarments from your body. You were now completely bare against his fully clothed body. Thighs shivering as his touch grew closer to your pulse, you managed to whisper a quiet “Please”.

The faint sound graced his ears, his hands finally stopping at your folds. Giyu pressed his forehead against your’s, looking deep into your eyes as his nimble fingers spread you open.

A deep blush consumed both of your faces, the sound of your arousal spreading made you embarrassed. Two of his fingers began to gently circle your clit, his eyes still locked onto your own. You shiver at his touch, softly whimpering as his fingers increased their pressure.

He practically absorbed every reaction you made, making sure to keep quiet so his ears could be blessed by your sounds. You began running your fingers through his hair, hips twitching in blissful pleasure as your head fell back.

You were so pretty to him. Sometimes he was unsure of how to communicate it, but he truly found you gorgeous. Internally, he hoped that his actions showed you his feelings.

Your thighs started shaking, the body you trained so hard with slowly started to crack. Giyu pressed firmer circles onto your clit, obsessed with the way your back arched when he did so.

He sucked marks onto your neck as his fingers kept their relentless pace. You weakly held onto his wrist, attempting to slow his ministrations. Your feeble protest was unheard of, his hand refusing to slow.

A warmth began to build in your center, the feeling starting to reach it’s peak. Giyu took notice of this, quickly detaching himself from your neck in order to view your facial expressions. You managed to peek through your clenched eyes, only to be met by his stare.

“Beautiful” He said, your cord finally snapping. You came with a loud cry, body convulsing as his fingers continue to circle you through the waves of pleasure. Giyu was addicted to the faces you made, burning every reaction into his memory.

You gradually came down from your high, his fingers coming to a slow stop.

His hand slowly moved up to his mouth, his eyes flicking to his wet fingers and then back to your face. Keeping eye contact, he swiftly licked the essence from his soaked digits humming a content “mmm” at your taste.

Gently, he picked you up from your spot on the floor, carrying you in the direction of the hot springs.

He kissed the top of your forehead whilst mumbling praises into your skin. You let your eyelids rest, feeling safe and comfortable in Giyu’s arms.

You may or may not be in for a longer night of “training”…

ITS 4AM WHY DID I DECIDE TO WRITE THIS NOW LMFOA. I was just so exited about the request I forgot it was almost dawn…oh well. I hope you guys enjoyed! I’m way too tired to proofread this so I’ll probably do my grammar check tmr. REQUESTS ARE OPEN STILL WOOOOOO!!!!

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[lighteez]

hi, is it possible to have your recent kaeya smut a part two? where it's kaeya's turn to be a dom? thanks!

thanks so much for requesting!! i hope you like this part two, i feel like kaeya would be teasing the hell outta the woman now ehehehe, and imma do a time skip to a week later where he arrives at her doorstep btw! hope that’s fine ehe, enjoy!!! (p.s. it’ll be a lot of teasing and him being so slow that its painful) (p.p.s. sorry i didn't upload a chapter in a while, i was turning in assignments and today was my last exam, im free for a month, so get ready to be spoiled with smut!)

DOM!KAEYA x OC(?)

[MDNI, 18+] oneshot starts below the line !

A week has passed and Kaeya finally learned her name that one night he slept with her. Apparently, her name is Astrid and she’s to help Lisa a bit with some research along with Albedo as well. She came from Sumeru to help out here in a small investigation, but he never knew that until Jean made a meeting with her and he was taken by surprise.

Even Jean didn’t know that those two knew each other until the day of the meeting. Surprisingly, after the meeting she just looked at him once and left right after, not talking to anyone.

Kaeya was a bit hurt, but he didn’t mind it. Maybe she was turned off by him, or something, in which he didn’t mind since everyone has their turn-offs and turn-ons. Although, what did bother him was that she kept ignoring him and everyone else in Mondstad, she never came back to the tavern, and he hasn’t seen her around in the streets. It was quite a mystery as to where she spent her time at.

It got to the point where Kaeya went asking for her in the library, at the church, at the cat cafe, and many other places. He even went to Dragonspine to find Albedo working alone, he also mentioned that he hasn’t seen her as well which made Kaeya more curious as to where she has been.

A Saturday night came in and he was once again in the tavern, talking to Diluc about Astrid.

“I’m just worried that something happened to her, she hasn’t been seen, but there are signs that she’s still here. Apparently, she leaves random notes about the investigation on Lisa’s desk but never shows her fa-”

“Are you done with your drink? I’m going to close up soon.” Diluc sighed as he rested his hands on the counter, giving Kaeya an unamused look. Kaeya just smiled and nodded, getting up from his chair.

“I didn’t notice that time flew by so quickly, my apologies dear brother.” Kaeya stated as Diluc rolled his eyes and grabbed the cup off the counter as he waved Kaeya goodbye as the dark-blue haired man left Angel’s Share, leaving his brother behind to tidy up.

Even today there was no sign of her at the tavern. He was walking aimlessly around town trying to get his mind off things and then head home, but he found himself walking up the steps to a familiar place. Kaeya was now standing outside her door, her curtains closed, but light shined through them as a sign that she was probably awake.

He took in a deep inhale and held it for a few seconds before exhaling softly through his nose as he got the courage to knock on her door. Sadly, there was no response from her as he stood there for a few seconds, so he decided to knock again and he heard some noises behind the door.

His mind immediately thought that she probably had company tonight with someone else, but when she opened the door he was greeted with her looking like a hurricane passed by her and her house. “Oh, did I catch you at a bad time? I apologize for coming in at-”

“Is there something you need? I’m almost done with my part of the investigation, Kaeya.” She sighed, clearly annoyed and frustrated as she took a step back and let him in as he stood outside, being hesitant into entering.

“Ah no, I just came here to check up on you. Are you feeling okay?” He asked with a small smile as she sighed and place her head.

“Sadly no. I haven’t been able to see anyone since the meeting. I’m deeply sorry that I haven’t contacted you at all, I’m sure you’re-” She stopped talking and glaces at him from head to toe, lingering her gaze on his cock and turned to look at him, “Pent up and wanted some fun.” A small chuckle left her lips as Kaeya laughed as well.

A small hum left his lips as he disagreed, “Oh no. I’m not always… pent up. I was just wondering if you were okay, no one hasn’t seen you at all, so I came by to see if you’re doing well.” He smiled once more as Astrid was baffled, a small blush rising to her face, looking away from embarrassment.

“T-thanks for worrying. I’m good, it’s just when I get work I literally don’t eat, sleep or anything besides doing my work. I always do this, so I don’t realize I’ve been stuck in my home for a while, now. Once my brain gets working, I don’t stop at all.” She laughed and motioned with her hand at the mess in her house. It was scattered with paper, pens, books, and files all over the place.

“Makes sense. I’m just glad you’re doing alright, m’lday.” He chuckled and looked at her eyes. “Although, you do need a break. How about a midnight stroll? Does that sound good?” Kaeya asked her as she was taken aback at his sudden question.

Astrid stood there by the door, looking between her work and Kaeya, letting out another sigh. “I’ll… I’ll go get changed, I look like a mess.” She laughed gently and motioned him to come in, “Please come in, although, excuse the mess in my house.”

Kaeya nodded and walked in as she closed the door behind him. “Just uh… sit down on the couch, ignore everything else or better yet- close your eyes when you sit down.” Astrid nervously laughed as she ran to the couch and picked up the books and papers and placed them on the floor with a soft thud. The man nodded and smiled, walking to the couch and sitting down.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about the mess. Plus, it’s not a mess if you work hard at your job. It’s understandable.” He stated as Astrid gulped nervously. For some unknown reason, she felt naked, he was seeing this side of her that rarely anyone saw. She was usually very neat, clean, and very confident, but due to her work she felt vulnerable and messy. It was the first time someone said this to her which made her feel even weaker than her usual dominant side.

She just simply smiled at him, “Thanks, Kaeya. I appreciate it, then I’ll go get dressed up. Luckily, I showered this morning, so I won’t smell that bad.” Another chuckle escaped her lips as she made her way to her room as Kaeya let out a sigh of relief as he looked around. Astrid was truly a woman who works hard at her job, Kaeya was simply impressed at her work and always heard praises from Lisa and Albedo when he talked to them about her.

Deep down, he also felt proud of her. She’s a real hard working person, and he liked that about her. There was so many side of her he hasn’t seen, and he hopes to see more of her. He then realized that about a week ago or more, he had been here, tipsy and having sex with her. Not only that, but it was his first time getting fingered in his ass. A slight shiver went through him as he coughed softly, trying to get the dirty thoughts off the way.

Today would be the day where he’s the one taking control and hopefully just amazes her with his charms. A small part of him wanted to see her beg for him, acting submissive and obedient, but he knew it was too much to ask for. A woman like her wouldn’t get topped by a simple knight like him. However, he might just surprise her and himself tonight with this walk.

After a few moments, she came out with shorts on and a spaghetti strapped shirt on with her hair down from her bun. “I’m done. Let’s go.” Astrid smiled at him warmly as Kaeya blinked and looked at her in awe. It might’ve been a simple comfortable outfit, but it suited her well. The shorts hugged her thick thighs in just the right amount, as the shirt made a wonderful outline of her breasts and her cleavage. He gulped and nodded, getting up from the couch and made his way over to her.

“Yeah. Let’s go, after you.” He motioned towards the door as Astrid nodded and walked ahead of him, opening the door as they walked out and she locked the door the second Kaeya was out the door. “Do you just want to stroll around the town, or go outside the walls were the lake is at?” He asked her, walking down the steps of her house as his arms were behind his back.

Astrid widened her eyes and looked at him, “Wait. There’s a small port near the lake where we can fish, right?” She asked gleaming happily as Kaeya nodded. He never thought that such a woman would be quite happy going to a port.

“Yes, would you like to go there? And from there we can walk up the hill and oversee the large lake, is that fine?” He asked as Astrid happily agreed, having a small skip in her step. Kaeya smiled as they walked silently towards the other side of the town, having small topics to talk about they arrived at the steps to go down to the port.

As they went through the gates the fresh air of the lake hit their faces as Astrid took in a deep breath of the fresh air. “It looks rather romantic to walk nearby the port at midnight, especially with the moon out and everyone’s mostly asleep.” She chuckled, blushing a bit at her own comment as she walked ahead of him and saw the small fishes swimming around happily as ducks quacked and swimming peacefully on the water.

Kaeya looked at her back, staring at her with such delicacy as he enjoyed seeing her look out into the lake. “You are correct, it is romantic to be here together under the moonlight.” He stood next to her and glanced at her from the side of his eye, admiring how her hair gracefully adorned her face. His breath got caught in his throat as he saw her eyes glistening by the lakes light, hitting her hazel eyes with pure innocence.

For the first time, he saw her in a different atmosphere. She was acting more delicate and less mysterious compared to the first time he met her. It felt new to see someone in such a vulnerable state, but his thoughts came to a halt as he realized that he was staring and analyzing her way too much. And why was he getting excited about meeting her fully?

“Hey, Kaeya?” Astrid spoke up softly.

“Y-yes?” He stuttered a bit, getting caught off guard as he looked around the lake to make it seem like he wasn’t staring at her for the longest.

“Thanks for worrying about me, I’ve never had someone take care of me like this ever since I was little.” Astrid looked at him as Kaeya looked into her eyes as well, smiling at each other as she blushed and looked back at the duck that was swimming towards them.

Kaeya chuckled, “It’s no problem. I was worried about you, and so were the others.” He licked his lips and let out a small sigh of relief. “I’m just glad you’re okay, but you have to take care of yourself, okay? When you get home, you have to sleep and you’ll work again tomorrow after breakfast.” Kaeya suggested a small routine for her so she could take care of herself.

A small nod came from her as she approached Kaeya until she was standing right in front of him. “I will… but I can’t really promise anything, unless you sleep with me.” She smiled mischievously and smirked at him.

He raised his eyebrow at her and laughed lightly, “Oh? Is that what you want? Okay, then we can sleep in your bed and I’ll cook something up for you at breakfast. You’re lucky I don’t work tomorrow.” Kaeya tilted his head to the side to see her reaction turn into a frown.

“Okay…” She sounded disappointed, as if she actually meant the other meaning of the phrase “Sleep with her” where they would have another heated night, but Kaeya decided to tease her because he knew that he was going to make a move at her when they arrived back at her house.

“Come on, let’s walk for a bit more.” He smiled and grabbed her wrist delicately, dragging her off the small dock and made their way back to the grass near the giant wall.

Both of them walked in silence as he slowly dragged his fingers to intertwine with her. Astrid gulped nervously as they held hands while walking. She knew that once she finished her job here, she would move back to Sumeru, but Astrid didn’t want to focus on that right now. She wanted to enjoy her small fling with him all that she could.

As they reached the cliff side where behind the church was at, he sat down by the wall and leaned his body against the wall, looking out into the fantastic view. Astrid sat next to him as their legs touched, and Kaeya noticed her blushing and getting flustered from such small intimate touches. He smiled to himself, humming as he thought about what to say.

“Say… When are you going back to your home in Sumeru?” He asked, looking at her curiously as Astrid was playing with the grass underneath her.

“I don’t know, but it’ll probably be when we finish the investigation. So I don’t truly know.” Looking back at the grass, she stopped touching it and sighed.

Kaeya hummed and nodded, “Okay, that’s reasonable.” He sighed gently and rests his head back against the wall, chewing on his inner lip a bit. Kaeya wanted to spend a bit more time with her before she left, he didn’t mind this small fling between them, but- do they have someone or was he just another stranger for her? “I have another question… Are we- friends? Colleagues? or perhaps just strangers? I wanted to know what are we since you didn’t push me away.”

Astrid widened her eyes and looked at him, a small burst of laughter came out her lips. Kaeya was confused at her random burst of laughter at his question.

“Oh please, we’re just friends with benefits. I don’t mind your company and I don’t mind having sex with you either. You piqued my interests ever since- well you know what we did a few weeks ago.” She stopped laughing and plastered a smile to her lips.

Kaeya smiled and nodded. “Of course, I feel the same way. I’m glad we’re not just strangers?” He chuckled softly as well.

She nodded and looked at him with tenderness. If she’s being honest, Astrid never had a friends with benefits type of relationship with anyone. They guys she’s met usually ended into a one night stand or she dated them for quite a while, but a friends with benefits was something different.

“Y’know, I’m glad you’re my friend. I hope we can stay in this relationship for a while. I truly don’t mind it.” She stated as her eyes gazed over his face, looking at his lips, nose, eyes, his chin, just sitting on the grass examining his face as Kaeya also did the same, not realizing that she said something.

“Huh? Oh, yeah me too… I’m glad we’re friends.” Another chuckle left his lips, his gaze never leaving her face as well. Both of them were just staring at each other’s faces that they hadn’t noticed that they were growing closer until they felt their breaths on each others lips, tickling their noses.

They jumped as they realized they were both close to each other, but they didn’t back up from one another. Kaeya licked his lips as he closed the distance and pressed a small kiss to her lips as Astrid sighed from the gentleness.

He slowly placed his hands on her legs and waist, dragging her slowly into his lap as she wrapped her legs around his waist as well. Kaeya started nipping at her bottom lip softly, and licking it softly in the process as she happily opened her mouth to let him push his tongue inside her mouth, exploring her mouth as he kissed her softly.

Hands wandering in her waist, pulling her closer to him as Astrid rests her hands on his shoulders, softly stroking them as a smile pulled on her lips. They kissed each other, taking their sweet time as Kaeya broke the kiss first. Panting for air, he looked at her with glistening eyes, he wanted her right now, but his urges told him to tease her a bit more.

“W-what’s wrong?” She asked worriedly, her usual dominant aura wasn’t appearing at all and Kaeya shakes his head.

“Nothing, I just wanted to kiss you a bit.” He smiled as his hands stroked her waist softly, making Astrid shiver softly at the small movements. “Should we go back to your house and sleep? Or do you want to stay here a bit-”

“We can stay here a bit more, I wanna enjoy this moment.” She stated, looking back at his lips as she licked her bottom lip softly. Kaeya nodded and smiled innocently. Astrid bit her lip, wanting to kiss him more, but she didn’t want to beg him at all. “On second thought, let’s go back to my house.” Astrid placed a light kiss to his lips and pulled away as Kaeya nodded, pretending as if nothing happened between them.

“Alright, let’s go.” He stated and Astrid grumbled at bit, getting up from his lap and standing on her feet as Kaeya stood up next and decided to tease her, he stood right in front of her as his face was once again closer to hers. She froze in her spot at the sudden action, but he didn’t move. Instead he looked at her lips, wanting to give off a little sensual tension to her.

Luckily for him, it was working. She closed her eyes and started leaning in, her lips ghosted around his own lips as his hands grabbed her arms softly. Astrid was ready to kiss him, that was until he slightly gripped her arm and pulled his face away from hers. “Come on, let’s go now. You need to rest.” A wicked smile was on his lips as he dragged her back down the cliff, making Astrid embarrassed that her thoughts were wrong.

She truly believed that he was going to kiss her again, but her hopes diminished when he pulled away. And knowing her, she wasn’t going to ask about it or beg for it. Kaeya noticed her slight frown as a grin was on his lips, but he didn’t dare kiss her. He wanted to make her beg, and want it to the point where the only thing she wants is him for tonight.

Making their way back to her house was making her go crazy. Kaeya kept lingering his hand next to her, rubbing his fingers against her hand, and just when he was going to intertwine their fingers, he pulled his hand away to settle them into his pockets to pull out a small lollipop. Astrid declined and lied saying that she didn’t like sweets, so he put the lollipop back into his pocket as he dropped his hand back at his sides, teasing her hand.

Or when they were walking, he would purposely place a hand on her head, ruffling her hair as his hand slowly went to the back of her neck, giving it a slight squeeze, or rubbing her shoulders. His fingers were caressing her neck and slowly sliding down her back ever so slightly. Moving down to her waist, to her hips, and just when she thought he was going to squeeze her ass, he pulled away.

Astrid was practically waiting for him to make a move and just push he against a wall and fuck her there, but no such luck. The tension was evident between them, but Kaeya didn’t dare himself to make it obvious as he was cheerful and friendly as they talked about random things once more. It got to the point where when they got to her doorstep, he made her turn around as he slightly pressed her against her door and tilted his head to the side, making her close her eyes only for him to reach his hand to her hair and pick something out.

“You had a small dead leaf in your hair. I got it out?” He breathed softly near her lips as he pulled away and showed her the leaf that was in her hair.

“… Thanks.” She stated simply, clearly blushing from her wrong assumption. She turned around and got her keys out, trying to figure out which one was the right key, but her mind was in shambles when Kaeya pressed his body closer to her until he was rubbing it against her ass. Her hands trembled softly as she opened her door and bit her lip, entering her house quickly as she walked to her room. “I’m going to bed now… You should too.”

Kaeya chuckled softly, making sure she didn’t hear as he closed the door behind him and locked it. He walked and followed her into her room as Kaeya looked around with a smile, her room was clean unlike her living room and kitchen where she usually sat down to do her work. “Make yourself comfortable, do you… need some pj’s?”

Astrid walked to her closet and grabbed her own pj’s as Kaeya nodded. “Just give me some pants, I’ll sleep without a shirt on.” He said while sitting down on her bed and taking off his top, as Astrid blushed hard. She realized that she was going to sleep next to him while he had no shirt on. Even though they slept together once and seen each other naked, she never really slept together with a person.

“Okay.” She rummaged through her closet to find some large pj pants, and when she found them, she turned around and gave it to him, “Here.” Her eyes traveled up his upper body, seeing how his muscles were flexing with each movement of his body and arms did.

He grabbed the pants and thanked her, he decided to give her a slight tease as he pulled his pants down, leaving him in his underwear as he slid the PJ pants up slowly. The pants were slightly tight so his ass and dick were pushed up a bit, as Astrid’s jaw dropped slightly as she licked her lips. Kaeya saw her reaction from the side of his eyes as he pulled it up and it fit nicely around his small waist.

“Let’s sleep now, yeah?” He turned to her and Astrid broke her gaze from him, looking away from him. She just nodded and closed her closet door.

“Let me just change into my pj’s.” She said and walked out her room to head to her bathroom as she took in a deep breath and let it out. Kaeya chuckled seeing her scrambling out her room and closing the door behind her. He liked seeing her getting flustered around him, it was a different scene from the one he had seen that day in the tavern and when they slept together for the first time.

Once she came back, Kaeya was still sitting on her bed, waiting for her as she smiled. “I’m back, let’s just sleep now.” She placed her clothes folded nicely on a chair nearby, placing it next to Kaeya’s folded clothes. As she walked to the other side of the bed, Kaeya pulled the blanket away and slid into the blanket, waiting for her to do the same.

Astrid nervously got into her blanket, laying down with her head on her pillow as both their faces were staring at each other. Astrid blushed and covered half her face under the blankets, only her eyes were seen as Kaeya smiled. “No need to be shy. I won’t do anything to you.” He smiled as his hand grabbed the blanket and pulled it away from her face, revealing her red cheeks. “You get flustered easily, y’know? I never thought I would see the day that-”

“Please shut up… Don’t make me more embarrassed.” She closed her eyes, pulling the blanket over her face as Kaeya smirked.

“I’ll try, but it is something I’ve never seen before. Where did your confidence go?” He teased as Astrid groaned in annoyance.

“Kaeya, please stop…” A small whimper escaped her lips as Kaeya hummed deeply. Gulping at her whimpers.

“Oh? Are you begging me to stop teasing you?” He leaned in a bit closer to her, pushing the blanket away from her face, revealing a blushing Astrid as her breathing was getting heavier due to covering herself with a blanket.

Another small whine escaped her lips as Kaeya smirked. He never knew that teasing the hell out of her would result into this. He bit his lip, but held himself back, he wanted her to beg for him. However, the only thing he could do was place a hand on her waist, caressing her a bit as Astrid got goosebumps all over her body.

“Let’s just… s-sleep!” She exclaimed and turned around so her back was facing his chest now. He grinned and softly grabbed her and pressed her against his body. Astrid trembled a bit and gasped when her butt was on his hips as his chest was pressed against her back.

Kaeya hummed deeply, “Hmm, goodnight then.” He happily said, but his hand was still caressing her waist, slowly going down towards her belly and squishing her belly a bit.

Astrid didn’t dare move her body against his as his hand kept squeezing her belly and rubbing it. Slowly but surely, she got aroused. Her own hand traveled down to grab his wrist and held it gently. Without saying a word, she guides his hand down to her panties, pushing his hand lower until his fingers rubbed her clit gently, making her gasp. “K-Kaeya~” She whispered his name as he grabbed her pussy, spreading her lips apart so he could rub her clit between his fingers, causing her to moan into her pillow.

Kaeya sucked in a deep breath, he was completely shocked yet so aroused at her quiet confession of wanting to be touched this intimately. He leaned closer to her body, leaning his face to her neck as he breathed in her scent, putting his lips on her neck and began kissing her skin. It made Astrid whimper with his movements. Grinding her hips against his hand made Kaeya move his fingers on her clit, pulling and putting pressure on it.

Just these subtle movements had Astrid completely at his mercy, wanting more of him as she grind against his hands, making sure her ass also rubbed on his cock. His lithe fingers stroked her folds, pushing his hand further down her panties until he felt her entrance being completely soaked. He made a small groan against her neck, licking her skin all the way up to her ear, causing shivers to run down her spine. “You’re already wet for me, hm?” He smirked against her ear.

If only she could see his face, he was completely taken by her. His grin grew on his lips, pushing a finger inside of her. That simple finger was all it took for her to lose her mind, after being caught up with her work, she had totally forgotten how good it felt having someone touch her, taking control over her body. Withering under his fingers made Kaeya chuckle into her ear, licking it softly, causing goosebumps to rise all over her body. A groan left her mouth, throwing her head back. “K-Kaeya, please… Don’t tease me…”

Her submissive voice had Kaeya shocked, after their first encounter, he was sure she would never want to be the one on the bottom, but here they were. “I’m simply pleasuring you, you’re the one who dragged my hand down there.” He whispered, his hot breath tickled her ear, making her squirm in his hold. His finger went in and out of her gently, making sure to stretch her accordingly to make room for his second finger. Pressing his thumbs against her clit made her whine, her hands grabbed her pillow and pressed it on her mouth, trying to muffle her voice, but Kaeya had the upper hand as he grabbed her pillow and threw it to the ground, “Let me hear your sweet noises, love.”

The tone was soft and sensual as he spoke into her ear. Astrid just nodded, letting her voice spill out of her lips. Kaeya groaned in satisfaction as he entered a second finger inside her tight cunt, sweetly stretching her. His fingers were slicked with her wetness, making it so easy to slip right in. Kaeya’s thoughts raced as he thought about taking her completely, pushing his hard cock inside of her, making sure he pinned her hands above her head as he sweetly fucked her brains out. Licking his lips at the thought caused his dick to get hard. Imagining her face contort each time he pushed his cock deep inside her.

“Kaeya… please,” Her shaking voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he looked at her, “I-I need you… Now.” A sigh left her lips.

Something inside of him broke as he swiftly took out his fingers from her cunt, twisting her around so she could lay down on her back, throwing the blanket off them and crawled in between her legs. The way he manhandled her made Astrid’s face heat up in arousal. He immediately grabbed her shorts and panties, pulling them out of the way as he went down on her, gripping her thighs as he spread them apart. Putting his face so close to her pussy had her getting even more wet as he saw just how much she was clenching her hole around nothing.

A simple icy cold blow came out of his lips, blowing to her hot wet cunt as she moaned loudly, trying to close her legs, but Kaeya’s strong grip kept her legs wide open for her. He licked his lips and grinned at her reaction. “Does it feel good?” He whispered, bringing his lips to her inner thighs, kissing her teasingly close to her cunt as her hands went to his hair, gripping it slightly.

“I c-can’t… Kaeya, more.” She groaned, pulling on his hair to bring his face to her cunt as he growled into her cunt, causing vibrations to extend to her pussy. His nose was rubbing against her clit as he felt it throb each time he moved his nose against it. Kaeya took out his wet hot tongue and licked her folds so softly, making sure she felt all the taste buds in his tongue. Astrid was going wild at his slow sensual movements.

Moans, whines, and heavy breathing filled her room as Kaeya kept eating her out so gently that it was painful to her. Truth be told, Kaeya always wanted to do this to someone; going so painfully slow in teasing them and after a while he would build up the anticipation until he pushed his cock in easily to the point where he thrusts in hard and deep, making the other arch their back. “Oh, darling… I love how sensitive you are to my touch.” He once again blew cold air into her wet cunt which made her eyes roll back. He hummed softly, licking from her hole to her clit. Her grip on his hair tighten as he winced against her cunt. “Easy there, sweetheart.” He painfully chuckled.

“Please, Kaeya… I-I’m begging you… Fuck me, please!” Her begging didn’t stop as Kaeya tried to keep his cool, but at some point he had lost his mind. His urges couldn’t be held back anymore as he kneeled between her legs, pushing his pj pants down and stroked himself.

“You’re making me lose it, sweetie… Stop begging…” He groaned, closing his eyes for a brief moment as he stroked himself, but when his eyes opened he saw Astrid looking at his cock, completely drooling at the sight in front of her. He cheeks were red as her chest heaved up and down, her arousal was clearly seen in her tired eyes. A simple tug on his heart made him want to fuck her senseless. Her breath came out in short gasps, and that threw him off course.

Almost immediately, he pressed his body against hers as his cock rubbed sweetly against her wet pussy. “Beg for me, I know you want my cock badly.” He whispered into her ear as her hands wrapped around his shoulders, holding him close. The next thing she did was wrap her legs around him, flushing their hips close to each other as her lips made their way to his shoulder.

“Fuck me like you mean it, love.” She mimicked the nickname he gave her a few minutes ago.

Kaeya had no self control now, all thoughts thrown out the window as his hand slipped between their bodies, grabbing his cock as he pushed it inside of her stretched out cunt. Their voices were loud as they both groaned when he slammed inside of her, hitting every single spot that made her toes curl. Her hole clenched around him as he moaned into her ear.

His hips moved on their own as he pounded deep inside of her. His hands made their way to her wrists and brought them down to pin them above her head, holding them in place with his right hand. His left hands traveled to hold her hips, making sure to look straight into her eyes as he fucked her. Astrid hadn’t noticed his eyes since her own eyes were closed, taking in every sensation that made her legs tremble.

The bed underneath them creaked as he fucked her with such intense passion. He couldn’t get enough of her tightness around her, it was like she was made for him. “S-so close!” Her head went back, gasping as her eyes went wide, blushing hard as she saw Kaeya looking down at her with such a lewd expression on his face. They were both sweating, wetting the bed sheets with their fluids.

“Fuck, cum for me…” He groaned on top of her as his head was thrown back, her cunt was squeezing hard around him, but his hips didn’t stop from rutting hard into her. Their voices had gotten louder as her back arched, pulling him deeper into her as her legs wrapped tightly around her. Kaeya pressed against her deliciously as they both came at the same time, their breaths got caught in their throat as they came. Her cunt was overflowing with their mixed cum as it dribbled out of her, wetting her thighs and spilling into the bed sheets. Her body was quivering underneath him, as he took in the sight in front of him.

His cock twitched hard inside of her as he spilled out his remaining seed inside of her. “Oh archons… You feel so good wrapped around me like that, love.” He said with a smirk on his face, looking down at her as she tried to get her vision back after it blurred a bit, making her see stars from the intense orgasm that she had been building up.

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Zeroh doesn’t usually drink carbonated beverages bc the bubbles popping near his face always sets off a few sneezes, but he ESPECIALLY doesn’t usually drink alcohol, even beer.

Since he’s undead, he doesn’t have any blood to soak up the alcohol, and therefore never gets drunk, so he usually sticks to unhealthy amounts of coffee to get him through the day, but he likes the flavor to an extent and will occasionally drink a beer or two.

P.S…..

Im so sorry to the couple of people who’ve sent in requests, including the 450 followers milestone Hellboys fic I promised…… been in a weird mental space the past couple weeks and end up hating almost everything that I draw / write….. but I swear, the Hellboys fic is halfway done, and the Svelex request from Anon a few days ago just needs color + shading 🩶 so I promise they’re on their way!

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Heey dear 🥰 hope I can send in an idea for Rooster (my own bday present haha). Maybe where you're also part of the Dagger Crew and you both have a huge crush on each other but neither one knows about it. So after the Mission is done, you plan to leave San Diego but Rooster gives you a reason to stay so you decide against your plans ? Some smut and lots of cuddles afterwards if that's okay 🤭

oooh hi babe! happy birthday!!! omg im so happy you asked me to write this, ive been wanting to do a rooster fic or forever!! hopefully this is what you had in mind!

please feel free to send in a request! im getting to as many as i can this weekend!

also, crush by david archuleta and nonsense by sabrina carpenter were on repeat during the creation of this if anyone was wondering lmao and ive been listening to the audio of miles playing GBOF and ugh hes just such a fucking killerly talented fella okay??

warnings: pilot!reader clueless pining at first,angst, half drunk confessions, smutty smut and lots of roo cudles after :) p.s. reader will be referred to as callsign Honey! beware of inccorect fighter jet terminology because i have no clue what im talking about.

'SWEET, SWEET HONEY GIRL,' bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x pilot!reader

Everything had been too much, being back in top gun, the mission, the squad..Him. It was all too much for you to handle, your emotions completely shot and haywire after Rooster and Mav had both went off radar in the mission, Jake had flown off of the carrier like a bat out of hell, barely waiting for the end of the runway strip before he was in the air, you in the backseat with your eyes on the radar, trying not to think of the worst as you flew through the air in an attempt to save your captain and the man you had been longing for for the entire time you'd known him.

"What do you have, Honey?" You hear Jake's voice over your comm system in your helmet as your radar starts going off. You glance up briefly from your weapons system screen, looking directly at the back of his head as he kept the plane steady. You and Jake typically flew your own planes, but you two also worked better as a team than anyone on the squad ever did, it made sense that Cyclone sent you both out together.

"Tally two, right side twenty five miles." You answer, watching the blips on your radar screen as Jake turns the jet into the right position. "Looks like a close fight up there." You ready your systems, hoping that you reach them in time.

"It's going to be tight Honey, you ready?" No, you want to say, you were never ready for your job, but you knew that Mav and Rooster were relying on you to survive. You feel the plane flip hard as Jake maneuvers the two of you into an optimal position, coming up below the two dogfighting jets. It wasn't much of a dog fight from what you could see though.

You could feel the sweat pooling on your brow, threatening to pour into your eyes if your insulated helmet didn't dry it up, you close your eyes for a moment, trying to calm your nerves, your stomach rolling as you come closer and closer to your target.

"Ready Hangman." You say, your eyes locked on your screen. You felt Jake pull up hard, pulling the nose of the plane completely vertical, right under your target. You system locks in immediately, the tone going through your comms. "I've got lock! Fire! Fire!" You wait with bated breath, your body relaxing immediately upon the aircraft taking a detrimental hit and immediately dropping from the air. "Target down!"

"Atta girl, Honey." Jake says almost condescendingly, your roll your eyes at him but can help the smile on your lips, knowing that he meant it genuinely. Jake evens out the plane, and you keep an eye on your radar for bogeys, you could never be too sure if the fight was really done until you'd landed back on the carrier. "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, this your savior speaking. Please fasten your seatbelts and return your tray tables to their locked and upright positions and prepare for landing." You roll your eyes at the pilot, as he comes up besides Maverick and Rooster, you could practically taste the gloat in his voice.

"Looking good, Hangman." Rooster says, a hint of relief in his voice. You see Mav make a hand signal at him and nod his head, you do the same as they notice you in the backseat.

"I am good Rooster, i'm real good." He says before taking off back towards the carrier, the two of you feeling more relieved than you could have thought necessary. "I can feel the anger radiating off of you, Honey. Why do you hide your feelings for him so much?" Jake had you cornered and you couldn't help but wonder if it was on purpose..You and Jake went pretty far back, as did him and Rooster and Natasha, and it seemed like everyone knew your feelings for Rooster except for the man himself. You thought they had gone though, you hadn't seen him in well over three years and you thought that you had moved on from him, it had never gone anywhere anyway, you following behind him like a lost puppy and jumping at any opportunity to be alone with him had obviously been returned with nothing but friendly gestures.

"He doesn't like me like that, we've been over this a thousand times before Jake." You mutter, a sigh leaving your body. The feelings for him had all come rushing back the moment he stepped into the Hard Deck almost a month ago, rushing back into you like a crushing weight on your shoulders that you didn't particularly think you wanted anymore. "Telling him wouldn't get me anything besides embarrassment."

Jake purses his lips, he thought Rooster was annoying sure, but he was fond of you and he hated seeing you like this. He too had thought it had finally passed, had found himself wandering why Rooster never returned the feelings that you so obviously possessed for him, hell they all had wandered, until that first night back at the Hard Deck when he noticed the way Rooster looked at you as soon as he noticed you, faltering in his tracks and his face flushing red as he tried to look anywhere but at you.

Hangman couldn't let you two just keep suffering in silence like this, and as he touched down for landing on the aircraft carrier, he made up his mind: He was going to be your wingman.

He's kind enough to help you down from your seat, giving you a friendly hug of relief that both of your feet were back on the somewhat solid ground. Jake was a cocky man, but even he knew the risk he ran every time he buckled into is seat and it was always a relief to make it back to base. He could tell you were rigid, your eyes locked on the horizon towards the other plane that was coming in hot.

You both watched the ground crew break out the landing net, the old plane having lost its landing gear in its scuffle to even get off the ground in the first place. It does its job, stopping the old thing in the middle of the landing deck, the sound of metal scraping on the deck making the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. Everything is still for a moment before all hell breaks loose, someone climbs up the wing of the aircraft and helps pull the cockpit open, Mav and Rooster are trying to loosen their harnesses, both of them looking more than relieved to be on solid ground again, even if that solid ground was floating in the middle of the goddamn ocean. You were happy to see them back, but pissed that it had to come down to you saving them in the nick of time, pissed that Bradley had been a complete fucking dumbass and purposely crashed his plane to save their Captain, even if he was his pseudo-father.

You weren't sure what came over you, but before you could stop yourself you were rushing over to them both, your eyes locked on the tall, thick man with the fucking mustache, blood on his face from what looked like a few cuts. You pushed through the deck crew and the dagger members that hadn't made the cut for the mission, all of them crowding the two pilots as they hopped down from their stolen plane. You get to him just as he touches the ground, your hand flying out without even thinking. You don't even flinch as your palm connects with his cheek, smearing some of the blood.

"What the fuck, Honey?!" He yells after a moment of shock, looking down at your with only a shimmer of anger. You looked up at him, eyes wide and watery, your nose flaring in anger and your fists clenched down by your side, your helmet hanging off of your flight suit.

"That's for being a fucking dumbass, Bradley!" You yell, not even bothering to acknowledge your captain as you turn on your heel, pushing through the crowd of people, wanting to be below deck as quick as possible. You brush past Hangman on your way, holding your hand up and shaking your head when he opens his mouth to ask you whats wrong, you didn't want to talk. You hated these feelings inside of you, hated that they would never be reciprocated, hated yourself for still feeling the same way about the man who had never once shown you the same bit of feelings.

Jake watched after you, lips pursed before looking towards Rooster once you had disappeared from sight. Rooster was staring after the spot you had just disappeared into, slowly fighting through the crowd of people surrounding him and Mav, as if trying to follow you. He sighs, thinking that you two were the most clueless sons of bitches he'd ever laid eyes on.

"You're a dumbass, Bradshaw." Hangman says after shaking his hand once he gets close enough. Rooster gives him an incredulous look, bewildered.

"That seems to be the general consensus today.." He says, his mustache twitching as he purses his lips. "What's up with Honey? She fucking smacked me..I dont understand..." Jake can see it in his eyes then, the confusion, the wonder..the hurt, the longing..

"How long?" He sighs, hands on his hips. He realized he was going to have to push both of you together if the two of you had any hope of getting together on your own at all.

"i..what?" He asks, playing stupid, not wanting to really open up to the man he hardly had a good relationship with. Hangman gives him a look though, and he sighs in defeat. "Since we all went through TOP GUN together.."

You avoided Rooster at all costs while you were on the carrier, eating at different chow times than him, or just not even eating at all and when you weren't manning your station you were locked in your quarters. You weren't sure what to say, or even what to do after smacking him across the face like that, you certainly weren't going to apologize. He had been a dumbass, you felt that your actions were quite justified in that instance.

Jake had made a habit of keeping you company over the next couple of days as the carrier made its way back to miramar, probing for answers around your thing for Bradley; "why did you hit him like that?" and "why him?" or several questions in the nature of "it's because he's so goddamn tall, isn't it?" If it weren't for the fact that you actually liked Hangman as a friend, you would have told him to screw off by punching him in the dick.

By the time you made it back to base, you couldn't decide if you were more relieved to be back on solid ground or to go your own separate way from the squad. Either way, you were just relieved, glad that the whole thing as done and over with so that you could take your leave and go home..not that you really had a home away from base. You had been stationed here for most of your career, if not at the naval base up the coast that you also split your time between. Home for you was a small apartment outside of fightertown, and the only thing waiting for you was a bottle of tequila and your dog. The thought sounded relaxing.

You made your quickly down the walk of the carrier, your navy duffel bag strung across your shoulders as you dug for your car keys. You had left your little sports car on base like most other crew on deployment, you were hoping that it wouldn't be as hot as a boiling pot of water in there, not particularly in the mood to feel like an undercooked lobster.

You weren't as quick as you thought though, because just as your boots hit the much loved pavement, a voice rung out. "Honey, honey wait!" You turn your gaze over your shoulder just as Natasha's hand latches onto your elbow. You give your friend a soft smile. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?" She asks jokingly, chuckling as she readjusts the bag on her shoulder. She glanced back to catch the subtle nod that Hangman gave her, following you towards the car lot.

"What's up, Phoenix?" You ask, pulling her against you. She had been one of your best friends for as long as you had been a pilot, one of the few female pilots you could stand to be around most of the time. "Want to ride home with me?"

Phoenix smirks, gripping your arm tighter. "Only if you get ready with me to celebrate at the Hard Deck tonight." She looks at you expectantly, hoping she wouldn't have to beg you to come. She and Jake had been working too hard on this for you and Rooster to not show up tonight, it pained her to get along with the shit head but it would be oh so worth it to see the two of you finally get together tonight, even if they had to trap the two of you in Penny's office together. She could see the reluctance on your face. "Honey, come on, one night and then you can go back to your quiet life of watching action movies with your dog...please..?"

You sigh, there was nothing more that you hated after a deployment like that than being around a crowd of raucous drunk idiots, but, you just couldn't say no when your friend looked at you like that. "Okay, okay, come on.." It's not like you weren't getting drunk tonight either way, might as well do it with your friends.

The drive to your apartment wasn't too bad, Nat plugging into the aux as soon as you guys left the security gate of the base, you wasting no time in stepping on the gas as you both screamed along to the playlist she had started blasting. You could feel the stress of your feelings and the mission washing off of your shoulders already and for the moment you were reveling in it.

While you and Nat were having a damn good time getting ready for the evening, already fashionably late before you even realized it was time to get going, Jake was with Rooster at the Hard Deck, both men having gone home and changed into plain clothes. The setting sun was casting a nice glow through the bar, Penny already busy behind the counter as she kept up with the growing crowd of Aviators and civilians streaming in through the door.

Rooster and Hangman were having a somewhat friendly game of pool, Mav watching on in vague disinterest as the pair bickered back and forth about who was winning. Rooster was in fact not winning, his mind too focused on you, wondering why you had smacked him like you had and then just completely disappeared, he wondered if you were actually avoiding him like Jake had told him. He had just missed a shot on one of the corner pockets and was straightening up with a dismayed grunt, raising his beer bottle to his lips as he glances around the room, his entire brain short circuiting as they land on you and Natasha, walking hand and hand towards the pool table.

You were a walking goddess in that moment, a beautiful smile lighting up your face as you toss your head back, laughing at something she had said to you as you guys neared the group. Rooster's eyes roamed downwards as you started walking up the two stairs of the part of the bar that held the pool table, blood rushing straight to his cock as he lingered on your long, tan legs. You had legs for days and whatever the fuck shorts you were wearing left little to the imagination, squeezing your ass so tight he thought it might burst the seams as you bent over the pool table, his pool stick in your hand as you shot him what he would label a flirty look over your shoulder.

'When the fuck did she take my stick?' He questions himself, his eyes trained completely on your ass as he takes a long swig of his beer, hoping to god that he didn't get whiplash from the complete 180 your attitude towards him clearly had done.

"Perv." Natasha says, sliding up next to him, her hand in the pocket of her jeans. "I'm kidding," She chuckles, looking up at him. "She really does have a fantastic ass."

Rooster chokes on his beer and a hand claps him on the back from behind, the smell of Bob's cologne fills his nose. "Need some water.." He grunts out, making his way to the bar. He doesn't notice Nat and Jake high fiving each other or that you're pouting after him, your eyes trained on the back of his Hawaiian shirt as he walked away.

You sighed, handing the pool stick to Coyote's waiting hands before going and making your rounds with the squad, mingling with a few friends you had made around base. You had a conversation in passing with Rooster about drinks and the goddamn suffocating california heat.

The night wore on, and as the bar was starting to empty out you found yourself in the corner near the piano, where Rooster was just getting ready to play when he overheard your conversation with Maverick.

"...i'm thinking about requesting a transfer, maybe up north in Washington? What do you think?" Your voice is quiet, and for a second he's not even sure if he heard you right but he notices Mav's hesitation and knows that he heard right. He doesn't hear the rest of what's said as he plays a few keys, getting ready to start his ode to his father, only to stop abruptly when you breeze by him, your perfume filling his nostrils. You're headed towards the door, and he knows that he can't let you leave without saying something to you, the chances that you'd even listen were non existent but he would absolutely kick himself to death if he didn't at least try.

"Rooster, where you going?!" Fanboy calls, on his way to the piano to join in the usual sing along until Rooster barrels past him like a bat out of hell, his eyes locked firmly on your retreating form. Rooster only waves him off, running to catch up with you as you move your way onto the back patio.

You breathe in the fresh air as you walk to the ledge, the sound of waves crashing against the sandy beach reaching your ears, bringing a peace over you almost immediately. You would miss it here, you knew that much, but it was time for you to go, time for you to move on..you would miss your friends, and hell even your apartment, but you couldn't stay here anymore, not when you were clinging on to a stupid fantasy.

"Honey?" His voice rouses you from your thoughts and you turn your head, your eyes finding him in the dim glow of the string lights that Penny had strung about the outside deck. He's standing a few feet behind you, his open Hawaiian shirt billowing in the slight breeze, his tan skin prominent under the white of his undershirt. He always looked so relaxed, you envied that.

"Hey, Rooster.." You say, voice soft as you give him an easy smile. You lean against the railing, focus on him. You open your mouth once, the words stopping in your throat before you try again. "Um..I wanted to apologize for the other day..i.. shouldn't have..done that.."

Rooster chuckles, the corners of his mouth turning upwards in a smile that would haunt you for weeks to come. "I deserved it.." He says, stepping a little closer to you. "You weren't wrong, I was a dumbass.." You purse your lips, trying desperately not to breathe in his scent as he gets closer again, trying not to let your eyes linger too long on how tightly his jeans held him in certain places as you looked him over, the sight of it making you bite your lip as you tried to suppress the thoughts flooding your brain. "So uh..i heard you tell Mav that you wanted to request a transfer..why?"

You're a little taken aback at his question, the why sounded a little too accusatory for your liking. You take a moment before you answer, turning back around to look out at the water, not wanting to look him in the eye as you answered. You felt so stupid that he was the reason, because you were tired of pining after him, of feeling like an idiot for doing it in the first place when there was so clearly nothing between you guys other than friendship from the very beginning of things.

God, why did you let me waste so much fucking time on him? You ask yourself, trying to find the words to say without actually saying the real reason.

"There's nothing here for me, Roo.." You say, your voice so soft he barely heard it over the bareling waves crashing onto the coast. He steps even closer, damn near pressed against your back at this point. You can feel him, his body heat, his smell enveloping you in a way that felt almost sinful. You wanted to cry. You wanted him to tell you not to go, because you wouldn't, if he did. You would stay, and continue to suffer if it meant that you got to still be near him. "My family doesnt talk to me, Nat and Jake are gone more than me, so it's always lonely..there's no one here..no reason for me not to transfer.."

"I'm here." He wasn't thinking, the words spilling from his mouth before you had even finished your sentence. You spin around, eyebrows furrowed, your face flushing as you realizes how close he is to you. "Stay, Honey, please.." He whispers, bringing his large hand up to cup your face gently. You lean into it, wondering what kind of dream world you were in as you meet his eyes.

"Bradley," You sigh, closing your eyes, shaking your head as if shaking yourself out of it.

"I can't let you leave, not yet.." He says, making up his mind. It was now or never, and if he blew it, then at least he wouldn't have to live with the embarrassment of seeing you every day if you did transfer. "Maybe I'm too late and you don't feel the same way that i do, but i can't just let you go, not without saying it.." You don't even let him finish the thought, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down to your level, pressing your lips against his. He hadn't been expecting it and makes a noise of shock in the back of his throat, closing his eyes as he uses the hand on your face to pull you closer against his hard body, tilting your head back as he parts your lips with his tongue, dominating the kiss as he towers over you.

Everything about the way that Bradley kisses you in that moment feels so sinful, so delightfully sensual with the way his mustache prickles against your skin, the possessiveness in the way he holds your head, it all goes straight to your pussy, your already built up sexual tension overflowing. You were certain that you would let him fuck you right then and there on the back deck of the bar, all of your guys' friends and a couple of superiors watching and everything without a care in the world.

He pulls away with a look like that makes you think it was painful, and you whine at the loss of him, already needy for him after one kiss. "My place, or yours?" He asks, and you grin feeling as if he'd read your mind.

"Yours, doofus." You giggle, happily running after him as he grabs your hand, not needing anymore encouragement from you to get going. He leads you through the bar, not even stopping to say goodbye to your friends as you grab your things, tossing Nat your car keys so she can crash at yours.

Her and Jake cheer as you guys hurriedly make your way out of the Hard Deck, and you can't help but wonder if this had something to do with the two of them. You shake your head, getting rid of the thought as Rooster lifts you up into the passenger seat of his Bronco.

The drive to his house is barely ten minutes, but it feels like hours with the teasing glances and touches, his large hand on your thigh the entire time, inching closer and closer to the apex between your legs, you wondered if you would even make it back to his as you buck your hips up subtly into his hand, trying to ignore the groan he makes as his fingers brush over your clothed pussy, pressing down through the denim of your shorts as if to tease you. You whimper, looking over at him with big doe eyes. "It's not nice to tease, Roo.." You pout, and if it weren't for the fact that he was already slowing down to turn into the driveway of the small house you would have unbuckled and climbed into his lap, ready to ride him as he drove. You'd been waiting for this moment for so long it seems that you didn't care how you achieved it.

"Poor Honey, can't take a little touching?" He asks condescendingly, yanking you over into his lap as soon as your seatbelt is off after he's shut off the car. He grips your ass in his hands, squeezing as he presses you down against his stiff cock, you can feel just how big it is through his jeans and you moan at the thought if it absolutely ruining you. "That fucking needy already?"

You nod your head, eyes closed as he grunts. "Please Roo..take me inside.." You whimper, already reduced to begging for this man. He grins, eyes glinting mischievously.

"I was going to take you right here, Honey," He says, pressing you down onto his cock once more as if to emphasize his words before his door opens. You squeal and wrap your arms around his shoulders as he hops out of the car without warning, your legs going around his waist as he supports you with such ease you couldn't help but to be turned on even more. "But i don't think my neighbors can handle watching me fuck you in my car."

You press your lips to his as he carries you to his front door, your hands in his hair as he presses you against it, hand searching for the knob. It opens and you fall through with ease, Rooster pressing you against the wall next to it as he closes the door, his lips going to your jaw and down your neck, mustache scratching you in the most delicious way in its wake. You groan as he hits that certain spot on your neck, barely registering his large hands pushing your shirt upwards and over your head, his lips leaving your neck to instantly attach to the skin of your breasts that your bra left exposed.

He sucks a hickey onto each of them, his fingers pulling the garment down to let your tits bounce out and he can't help but to groan at the sight. You were perfect, he thought, so perfect that he wandered why the hell you were even doing this with him. He doesn't dwell on it for much longer though, moving you off of the wall and walking you backwards towards the living room, your hands pushing his hawaiian shirt off of his shoulders, it slumps to the ground. His undershirt is next as he falls backwards onto the couch.

"I want these off." He grunts, hands tugging at the waist band of your shorts. You nod aggressively, standing up for just a second to unzip them, letting them fall from your hips. Rooster sits up with a groan, drinking in the sight of your lacey green thong, he can see the dark patch of your pussy, your arousal leaking through the miniscule fabric. "As much as i love these, they need to fucking go.." He says, yanking them down your legs. He wants nothing more than to throw your legs over his shoulders and eat you to oblivion, but he knows that there will be time for that later, right now? You're both too needy to even think about foreplay. He lifts his hips up, shoving his jeans and boxer briefs down to his ankle, kicking them off before sitting back, motioning for you to come closer. "I wanna see you ride me, honey girl.."

His voice sends waves of pleasure straight through you, your hairs standing up as a shiver runs down your spine. You eye his glorious cock, hard and thick, long too from the looks of it and wonder what you did to deserve being so spoiled by this.

He doesn't have to tell you twice though, without a second thought you straddle his lap, his legs spread beneath you as he holds his cock up, sliding it along your pussy once, twice, teasingly listening to your whimper before he lets you sink down onto it.

He expects you to take your time with it, like most other girls have, and is shocked when you sink down onto it completely. He throws his head back at the feeling of you taking him completely, a deep moan leaving his mouth. "Fuck, honey.." He grunts as you start to move your hips, the feel of him so intense that you feel like he's everywhere in you.

You whine and whimper, hands on his chest for support as you take your time with him, wanting to savor the moment for as long as possible. His hands find their way back to your ass, squeezing it and smacking it as you start bouncing slowly on him, your dripping pussy making a squelching sound everytime you move your hips upwards, as if your soaking cunt is trying suck him right back in. "So fucking perfect, honey, so fucking good, jesus christ.." Rooster says, babbling away as you fuck yourself on him. After a couple more minuets of letting you be in control, he takes over, hands gripping your hips as he sets a new pace, pistoning his hips upwards into you at a pace you weren't sure was even possible until now.

His cock hits every single spot in you as he goes, his hands pressing you down farther onto him as they grip your hips so tightly you just know there will be a bruise later. Your hands on his chest are the only thing keeping you stable, your vision going blurry at the pleasure radiating through you as he fucks you like no one ever had before. "Oh my god, roo...mmm oh my god.." You whimper out, he grunts and doubles up in his speed, listening to practically wail as he keeps going.

His brows furrow as he focuses, his gaze on your pussy as he watches his cock disappear in and out of it. "So fucking perfect honey girl, like this pussy was fucking made for me baby..holy fuck.." He grunts, your nails dig into his chest and he can't help but groan loudly as he feels your pussy clench tightly around him, your voice so high pitched it sounds like screaming at this point as you're nearly about to cum. "Thats it baby, i know i know, i can feel it..cum all over me pretty girl, all over my dick baby come on.." His words wash over you, your body shaking as your orgasm rips through you harder than you'd ever felt before. "Good fucking girl..holy shit..baby.." He grunts, trying to hold his orgasm in. "wanna cum inside baby, wanna fill you so full...can i do that honey?" You nod meekly, barely understanding his words in your orgasmic bliss. You nearly come again a few seconds later when you feel his hot come shoot into, you can feel how thick it is and can't help but groan at it, your head falling onto his chest.

Rooster keeps his hands on your hips, your body still shaking as you both come down. His head leans against yours, both of you breathing uneven as you try to gather your wits. "Roo?" You ask, voice soft.

He hums, holding you against him. He definitely wasn't finish with you yet but he knew that you probably needed to rest your body for a minuet. "I got you, my sweet, sweet honey girl.." He coos, kissing your forehead as he slowly stands, his cock still hard inside of you. "We're not done yet baby..not yet.."

#kara writes #top gun #top gun maverick #rooster #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #top gun rooster #rooster x reader #top gun fanfiction #rooster bradshaw smut #bradley bradshaw smut

[sinfulsalutations]

wooh, im actually hosting an event! a little thank you and a way to get myself to write while on vacation, so so excited to do this 😁

500 followers, 500 word prompts; send in a character and the prompt number from the list conjured below (10 fluff, 10 smut, 10 angst).

requests: closed <3

more information under the cut <3

rules:

one request per person, please!

when it comes to actual content, my regular no's apply to this event. i will absolutely not write incest/clonecest, romanticized emotional or physical abuse, or romanticized rape/non-con.

requests will be open until july 25, 12 pm (GMT+3 time zone), any requests sent in after that won't be fulfilled, sorry.

as always, please be patient and kind, it always helps me with getting things done, but these shouldn't take too long :)

p.s. my taglist will apply to this event as well

characters:

hunter ~ tech ~ wrecker ~ crosshair ~ echo ~ rex ~ wolffe ~ cody ~ fives ~ jesse ~ tup ~ hardcase ~ kix ~ mayday ~ fox ~ howzer

prompt list:

1-10 are fluff ~ 11-20 are smut ~ 21-30 are angst

"you're flirting with me" "do you want me to stop?" "...i haven't decided"

"i can't believe you're mine"

"just a little kiss, how does that sound?"

"i want you to be happy" "I'm happy with you"

"[they're] so beautiful, i almost don't know what to do with myself"

"let me call you mine, just for tonight."

"your hair is really soft"

"don't smile at me like that!"

"do you need a hug?"

"you don't talk much" "i just really like listening to you, that's all"

"i think you deserve a treat"

"if we get caught, I'm blaming you"

"i'm gonna marry you just for doing that"

"make sure i won't be able to walk tomorrow"

"bet i can make you come without ever touching you"

"were you just masturbating?"

"you've got too many clothes on"

"look how good you take me"

"won't you help me? please? i need it..."

"you seem more sensitive than usual"

"do you ever listen?"

"you're scaring me"

"i miss you"

"i cried for you and then i got over you. you have no right trying to reverse that."

"do you think i'm happy? are you really that blind?"

"you had me! and you ruined it on your own"

"i blame you for everything. everything"

"no one said it was going to be easy. i understood that. i just didn't think i'd be carrying it all on my shoulders, without you"

"there comes a time when 'sorry' just isn't good enough anymore"

"stop. just let it be."

feel free to reblog/signal boost, i'd love to get in plenty prompts in <3

#nour writes stuff #nour emerges #the bad batch #the clone wars #star wars #star wars fanfiction #the bad batch fanfiction #the clone wars fanfiction #clone troopers #reader insert #thank you #nour’s 500 follower celebration

[emmyrosee]

psst I had a thought I think you’d enjoy bc it is certainly bringing me lots of joy this morning-

okay so atsumu right? play fighting with him. pillows, tickles, lots of peppered kisses, the screeching- you’d probably get noise complaints from the neighbours (or some worried check ins to make sure you’re both alright), and when you’d both answer the door out of breath and giggly cause he was chasing you around the apartment, whoever knocked just rolls their eyes and leaves cause obviously no one is in trouble, it’s just young love again.

I bet if you guys were wrestling he’d be the type to go soft on you and let you win a couple rounds (which ofc you know, so you begin to rile him up for a real challenge)

But he’s strong, so he’d have no problem picking you up and throwing you on the bed when your taunts about him not being able to catch you in a chase/beat you in a “fight” finally get to him, and he’s grinning the whole way to your room cause he loves your laugh and he plans on getting his revenge tenfold.

I am incredibly fucking soft for this man I want him to let me think I’m winning and then totally wreck me after 🙂 (I could say the same abt a lot of haikyuu men tho)

Ily, I hope you’re having an amazing day!! 💓

anon <3

(P.s. I hope sending in long rants like this isn’t annoying or a nuisance- just let me know and I’ll knock it off!)

ANONNNNNNN IM GONNA COMBUST OH MY GOD-

Also do nOT knock it off, literally and all activity, be it adorable requests like this, or just to talk to lil ole me makes me so giggly and happy 🥹❤️

BUT THIS- THI- T H I S??? IS MY DREAM AND I LITERALLY WANT TO MARRY HIM LIKE, YESTERDAY.

Your neighbors hate you, because you two are up from the crack of dawn to the latest of dusks, just giggling and screaming with laughter at each other.

And genuinely, truly, Atsumu does not care. If anything, people coming and banging on your door and telling you to shut up only riles him up more. The amount of times you’ve tried to talk to your angry neighbors, only to laugh in their face as Atsumu tickles up your sides or nips at your ear is countless; all your neighbor can do is roll their eyes and ask you to please keep it down, but despite you swearing to, you know better than to make promises.

“Yeah,” he snorts, “keep it down.” Before you can even laugh, he makes a lunge at you to make you scream and dash away again, him hot on your tail and cheeks sore from the grin splitting his face.

He’s just such a snot rocket, I love him so much.

And dONT EVEN HE DOES Try every once in a while to put his pride aside and let you win when rough housing bc like. You’re cute and he loves you, so he’ll let you pin his hands next to his head and be all cocky with your victory, until he decides he has a problem with it.

“Ha,” you chant victoriously. “Suck it, nerd. I win.”

“Yeah yeah,” he snorts, lacing your fingers with his. “You win, baby, now let me up-“

“Big ol’ Atsumu, can’t even take down his better half anymore.”

“Okay, listen-“

“Just wait until the boys hear about how I’m able to pin you so easily.”

“Babe-“

“What would they say about the big, bad Atsumu if they could see him now-“

And it doesn’t take him much more than that to shove you on your back, gobble you up in his arms before you hit the ground too hard, and haul you up and into your bedroom, all before you can even say ‘wait.’

“You wanna talk shit?” He growls, hands immediately digging into your ribs and underarms. “Huh? You wanna talk big? Like you aren’t the most ticklish person I’ve ever met?”

“Shut up!” You scream, just kneeing him and writhing but god, he’s so big and he’s smiling so wide at the sight of you, the longer bits of his blonde hair falling all around and it’s almost hard for you to plead for him to stop.

So, instead, for a while, you keep riling him up- shoving and snorting and just laughing until you tap his wrist, letting him know that you’re really done and ready to behave again.

But even then, his hands never leave your body. They smooth out the phantom tickles from your warm skin, or cup your chin to guide you back into a kiss, or even pulling you into his side and gently rubbing your back when he decides that he wants to take a nap.

Because here’s the thing- Atsumu has to be touching you. It’s a thing for him, there’s almost always going to be a hand caressing your cheek, or holding yours, or tickling you, or pinching you, it doesn’t matter, Atsumu needs to be touching you in a way that conveys love and thrill. He’s not good with words, he never has been- but even his twin can attest he shows his best feelings through touch

He craves your challenge, loves the fight you give, addicted to the sound of your shriek filled laughter because it’s fun. Loving you is so fun, it’s what gets him up in the morning and lulls him to sleep at night. And he’s so happy he’s found someone to convey all of this to without having to surrender to words he’s not sure he can rely on.

Atsumu loves you so much it hurts him. He’d move mountains and cross seas, eat sand and fight the wilderness if it meant every day, he could come home and tackle to you to the couch and smother you in all the sappy affection he can.

And if putting you in a tickly full Nelson is his way of showing that, you certainly never complained before.

#don’t @ me for that sappy ass ending okay I deserve a sweet ass atsumu miya #atsumu miya #atsumu miya fluff #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu miya x gn!reader #atsumu miya x reader fluff #atsumu miya imagine #atsumu miya haikyuu #miya atsumu #miya atsumu fluff #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x gn!reader #miya atsumu x reader fluff #miya atsumu imagine #miya atsumu haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x y/n

[akiraiscute]

Haruhi Fujioka X Fem!Reader

Tw ; Tamaki being a BIT CREEPY … and jealous<3 (p.s i may off put haruhi a bit ooc im sorry if i did😕)

You were a often customer at the host club, that is as Haruhi Fujioka came to be in it. You often find yourself trying to get closer but still kept your distance as you were just a customer, just a customer.. you wanted to be more but you couldn’t just ask as you two probably weren’t friends until you finally moved classes to one of.. hers. You found out Haruhi was a girl as you two grew to be more closer and she trusted you enough which… you were grateful for.

You still came to the host club as it’s another reason to see your friend(crush..)!You were happy to talk to haruhi often as you did, you also hoped that she was happy as well.. As you grew even more closer to haruhi, you met the host club officially. And you hanged out with them after the host club as well! You enjoyed watching it all happened, that is until.. you and haruhi were hanging out. Just you and her, not the host club (they were spying as for tamaki’s request to spy.) as you two talked, she rambled a bit about what happened at the host club when you were with your family yesterday as she did. She ended up confessing which was honestly unexpected, even the host club was shocked.

“You know, tamaki was complaining that i was spending too much time with you..”

“Oh? Really? Wow-”

“I mean, i like spending time with you, he literally acts like my dad.. and you act like what-.. what i love, you know? You just act so. I don’t really know how to say it.”

“Wait what?”

“…wait what?”

Haruhi looked at her, god she ruined it! Why did she have to ramble, she ruined something that she was finally enjoying, ruined a friendship other than the host club! She looked at her friend or.. ex friend… Haruhi didn’t know how to read her face well as she was a bit, a bit panicked.

“So.. you like me? Right?”

“I- well, yes but if you aren’t comfortable with tha-”

You smiled softly as you kissed her cheek. You looked at her with love in your eyes… the host club spying from the bushes were even more shocked, is haruhi getting a girlfriend?! What?! Tamaki was even red, he looked away as he let out a small dramatic sniffle…

“I am comfortable haruhi, i like you too.. like, a lot. Since the day i probably met you even!”

“Really?.. wow..”

Haruhi looked at you a bit shocked before she gave you her own soft smile. It was small but it was a smile, that made you smile even more! You were glad that you finally got to confess after knowing she liked you too. Would you confess to her even if you didn’t know, probably not- but as you started to talk to haruhi but something was different, probably because you two made it clear that you two were dating which made the host club actually so shocked! Mainly tamaki as he did even more dramatic sighs. The twins were done with him as well, which they always were..

As you two were heading back to the school, mainly to talk to the host club for the next session for Tomorrow. You were talking to haruhi about anything you could remember really, she nodded and nodded as she admired you and listened, until you reached the host club doors.. you opened it as you saw tamaki almost sobbing in the corner. You looked at haruhi in confused before looking back at everyone, you shrugged before realizing.. you sighed softly before giggling which made everyone realized you two were there. Which made tamaki look at haruhi as he sobbed and appeared at her legs hugging them.

“My little girl is growing up!!”

“Tamaki senpai..”

You looked at him, giggling even more as haruhi sighed. Now crossing her arms and shaking her head as she grew a little annoyed.. the first thing she sees after getting to finally date you is tamaki sobbing about her "so called growing up." Haruhi finally got him off. She held your hand as she talked to the others, her voice soft and her usually tone of voice. You were just playing with her hands as to not bother them at all.. you were happy, this is what you wanted. Dating haruhi<33!!

HIII, im back, im getting a idea of when ima post!! But i may not follow it sometimes as i get writer block alot lately but I GOT MY HARUHI !!!! IM SO HAPPY EKEKE!!! Now i have maybe 5 more but im getting more ideas as i realize how much ppl i can write for.. anyways!! Im just happy:D now bye bye!!

— akira.. Akira… logggingg.. Logging off!

masterlink - <3

#akiraiscute #ohshc fanfic #ohshc #ohshc x reader #ohshc tamaki #ohshc kyoya #ohshc haruhi #ohshc twins #ohshc x y/n #haruhi fujioka #haruhi x reader #fem reader #x reader #<3 #akira’s short stories

[prettyboykatsuki]

You. I don't know what you eat or what your hand and mind is made of but let me tell you your "How to be a dog" gojo fic literally had me in tears of joy. I found it randomly one day and my dumbass forgot to like the fic and I almost cried cuz I couldn't find it ANYWHERE no matter how much I searched. I'm not exaggerating this when I say it's a fucking masterpiece. I want it tattooed in my mind, I want to print it out and glued it on all over my walls. Please don't ever delete the story and never, ever stop writing. I am in awed at how much talent a person can have. The way you wrote gojo is so intoxicating and phenomenal like holy shit you need to write for him more. How did you do it? Literally how? God you're so good at writing I am at a loss for words. If you don't mind, I have a few requests and questions, first, what is your writing process? How did you get so good? Second, can you do character analysis on gojo? I wanna read your thoughts about him so bad. Third, can you give me writing tips on 1. How to create dialogues that'll makes sense coming out of the character's mouth, 2. how to make a character not go ooc, and 3. description?

P.s: Thank you so much for creating "How to be a dog" 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽 (I'm still not done talking about this)

im going to CRY ANON HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

first of all im glad you were able to find me again!!!!! i only learned recently that people used likes to store fics afdkjsdkj but it makes me very happy that you enjoyed it enough to do that!!!!!! second of all thank you for your kind words... a masterpiece!!! u want to turn it in to wallpaper i am so so so honred by that thank you.

dw i wont ever delete any of my fics. im too stubborn and leaving them up for the most part is like important to me. im so glad u liked gojo in it!! that sick freak. i spent a lot of time crafting his insane behaviors like a blacksmith at a forge dskjfshdkj

my writing process is just me being deranged tbh!! i do most of my best writing in my kitchen when im listening to music and idea pops up and i start expanding on it!! other than that im not much of a planner so i just play it by ear dfvkjfd i never outline or anything

as for my thoughts on gojo i have a post about it right here!!

and for dialogue my biggest piece of advice is watch the anime, read the manga, and listen to dub to get a feel for how a character talks. how do they shift tone towards the end of a sentence? how long do they talk? are they word or concise? do they use big and complicated words or are they clear but simple? etc etc.

and once you get a feel for their speech patters, READ YOUR DIALOGUE OUT LOUD LIKE YOU WERE ACTING IT!! i think a lot of dialogue that sounds stiff is just bc it sounds Written but dialogue should sound like it's inteded to be Voiced. i hope that helps

(AND THANK U AGAIN FOR UR ASK...MEANS A LOT!!!)

#return to sender #htbad.fic #hall of fame

[radio-to-trenchcoat-demons]

Hi!! Got a random rant about myself for you:

is it me or are there really NO AMAZING FICTIONAL PEOPLE WHO AREN’T REDHEADS OR BLACK HAIR?!?

like I can name 30 people or more who I like that are redheads (ex: Chuuya, Tachihara, Hikaru and Kaoru from OHSHC, etc.) but I can’t name more than one blond character that I like (Yatora from Blue Period.. that’s it :/) and why are almost all the redheads all so sassy and sarcastic, is it a requirement for being a redhead?

(I’m sorry, this was a 30 minute long rant I had with myself that I shorted down, and my friends in school were saying that redheads were/are scary to them)

-Ender

oh shit...thats scary. i was like holup, tanjiro but NOPE. red hair. i havent seen many anime yet but like.....you have a damn point.

and its true bc im a redhead :] not naturally, but thats the only color i ever dye my hair. i am MADE for red hair.

and if it was a pages long rant i wouldnt mind. you shouldnt shorten your mind for me :3

(p.s im working on another request rnn but im getting ur bonnie and foxy done soon)

#al was here! #hector estaba aqui! #proceed with caution at my blog #ask #moot moot #endie moot #rantrantrant

[13atoms]

orlo's death was so poorly done, he deserved so much better. when the show was cancelled it felt like retribution tbh. s1 and 2 forever ❤️

(p.s. if you have another orlo fic in the works i'd click so fast ❤️)

im aware im an Orlo Girlie but honestly that was the last point i kinda found myself interested in the show? s1 & 2 are the only canon To Me

(I do have another orlo fic in the works! but im so out of practice it's taking aaaages! i have a request & ideas are still welcome because im out! i feel like i've done almost everything!)

#im so glad people agree #rip king #anon ily

[melancholysway]

TMNT Requests STEPS & RULES!

To make sure all your needs are met, here is a guide for submitting a request!

P.S, If you would like to add me on IG or something, just ask! I will more than likely say yes & give you my @ unless you’re like younger than 19. My ig page is definitely not for the youngins LMAO

STEPS!

First say hello, I will say hi back❤️

Let me know which version of the TMNT you would like! If you enjoyed Guide to Being Their S/O & Friend, request it as a “Free-for-All!” If not, just specify which version :) if you do not specify, I will assume it’s a Free-for-All, meaning that if you requested a long-shot it’ll become a short-shot.

If you would like pronouns specific for you, let me know :) Almost all of my writing includes a gender neutral reader! I try not to use pronouns like she he or they, so those that go by either of those can read as they normally would :) If you’re unsure, leave it to me and I’ll write the request where there are no pronouns of the reader mentioned.

Specify if you would like a “Short-Shot” or a “Long-Shot”

- Short-Shot: a basic list of how each turtle would pertain to the requested headcanon or imagine, an example would be the Guide to Being their S/O &/or Friend headcanons!

- Long-Shot: a short, basic list of how each turtle would pertain to the requested headcanon or imagine, INCLUDING a small one shot (typically around 4 pages on Google Docs or 800-1,200 words long) for each turtle! An example would be the Stressed Out S/O headcanons!

I separated these because I know some people like a short, quick read while others like a longer one that they can take some time to indulge in.

5. Tell me the headcanon/imagine you would like! I’m open for anything, however I would rather not try anything that I may have to put a Trigger Warning for. I’m not comfortable writing for a su*cidal reader or anything of that nature.

6. Send! It’s that easy! I will take some time to do it depending on the time you message me, I usually have free time during the week but this will change once my spring semester in college begins in January. I write little by little throughout the week when I can, but expect it to take around 4 week minimum - 8 week maximum.

NOTICE: if you simply request without mentioning any of the above criteria, your request will be fulfilled by whatever way I feel like writing it. If I find it to be really interesting, you may get a long shot! But it’ll usually just be a short shot.

RULES!

No NSFW (For now.) I’m working on making a new blog that’s exclusive to NSFW content for the turtles! (Donnie’s Pop-Tart After Dark) im waiting to see how the requests do on here, and if people would like to request NSFW headcanons or imagines, I’ll be doing them on the After Dark blog.

Make sure your request isn’t something that’s already been written by me! A master list will be coming soon and will be included at the bottom of this thread when it’s finished.

If you would like a Free-for-All, it CANNOT also be a Long-Shot!

You do NOT need to tip me for a request, I work for free yall

HOWEVER, if you would like to tip, BY ALL MEANS GO AHEAD IT CAN GO TO MY GAS MONEY

Please don’t spam me about when your request will be done. Good things take time. Working part-time & going to college full-time makes my life 27371727 times more busy, but I am taking the time to write a great fic for you! I’m also a shitty texter so I probably won’t even answer regardless LMAO

⭐️If you submit a request while my box is closed, I will kindly let you know they’re closed, and let you know when they’re back open again for you to fulfill your request. Always check my bio, like I said I’m a shitty texter so I might forget to let you know LMAO

⭐️if I don’t get to your request, it may be because I wasn’t able to write a sufficient amount due to the nature of the request. The more detailed you are in what you want, the easier it is for me to write it & fulfill your needs

⭐️I JUST FOUND OUT WHAT A TAG LIST IS. If you would like to be added to my tag list, message me and I’ll add you! I’ll only be tagging you guys on the imagines/headcanons/fics, not any of my TMNT shenanigans where I treat tumblr like my own personal Twitter for the turtles LMAO

⭐️”Melancholy, my request hasnt been fulfilled, it’s been months! Why?!

One of the many reasons why:

1) I did not find any inspiration to write it. As in: I genuinely took the time to try and write something, but did not succeed [note: there is a much higher chance of your request being unfulfilled if you want it to be a long-shot, be specific and follow the steps for the long-shot especially!]

2) You mentioned a different fandom I know nothing about to try and crossover (ex; reader being a wizard from HP or something) sadly I don’t do crossovers. Strictly TMNT only!

2) Your request was extremely vague- I tried to write something, but it didn’t click with me.

3) It includes sensitive topics like self-h*rm, s*icide, d*ath, ED, etc.

4) (for my After Dark blog) you requested TCest or a smut with two or more turtles & the reader. We do NOT do that around here bro LMAO

5) (for my After Dark blog) you requested for the turtle(s) of your choice to be younger, as you may be a minor. I will only write for the OLDER turtles (2007, bay, you get the idea.)

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2007 #bayverse tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2003 #raphael #donatello #leonardo #tmnt imagines #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fandom #tmnt fanfics #tmnt imagine #tmnt headcanons #tmnt hc #tmnt 2018 #tmnt 2016

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

ah ok cool! tysm! your writing is top tier and godly!! i especially like the one abt the reader stuttering, i was also wondering if your request are opened rn?

(p.s. ignore that anon, they can get a life 💀)

heheh thank you i love uuuuu <33

and! they are open, yes !! m just taking a tiny little break for today and tomorrow and then school starts up soon so my writing is gonna be a teensy bit more spaced out (but i will still be taking requests). thankfully i have a lot that im almost done with so thats good!! but yeah, feel free to send requests in !! <33

(ps. thank you ilysm <3)

#mail 💌 #<3