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manias-wordcount · 2 years

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With Death Itself (Ban)

Kinktober 2022 Day Twenty-Three: Rough

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

For some reason, it took you a little bit to recognize him.

You were like everyone else on the day that you met him- ready to take part in the Kingdom’s festivities now that a treacherous battle has been fought and won. And sure, you knew the King’s specially appointed Seven Deadly Sins were going to be there. They were today’s heroes after all. The ones who saved your home from complete ruin and destruction. Even if most of it was still destroyed in the fight. Still, you wanted to forget about the gaping holes in your ceiling and drink to good health and survival after today. It was like you were fighting with death itself. But you lived. So anyone in their right mind would fill up on a drink or two. Anyone like you.

But it had been so long since anyone had seen any of the Seven Deadly Sins. You know you yourself had stopped looking at the posters years ago. There was no point in studying the faces of people from ten years ago, hoping to see them in the crowd. Even if you did think the Fox Sin would be a good fuck if he wasn’t locked up in the (not-so) impenetrable Baste prison.

And then on that night of festivities, a stranger started chatting with you as you filled the pint in your hand. It was a welcomed change from speaking to your neighbors and your friends. A welcomed change with an extremely handsome face. One that felt so familiar that you swore you had seen him before even though he promises you he’s been living outside of the city for around ten years now. Still, you tried not to stare so much at his long, sharp teeth. It would be impolite to imagine a stranger making his mark before you even knew his name. And you tried not to think about the way he towered over you too. The way he towered over everyone.

Though with height like his, it would make it easy to overpower you. Especially now that you’ve gotten to take a closer look at that faded scar on the side of his neck.

You can tell by his laughter that he found the way your eyes lit up in recognition that he was just waiting for this to happen. But you can tell by the way his fanged smirk grows just a bit wider when you ask if there was any way to repay one of your heroes that he was waiting for this to happen too.

But that was weeks ago. Weeks of fooling around town. Weeks of wanting similar things from each other. Weeks of wanting each other. And weeks of knowing that you’ll one day have to say goodbye.

And now, it's who knows how long into your latest hook-up with Undead Ban himself and he hasn’t slowed once as he continues to snap his hips into yours. He moves fast. He always did, but it’s so much more different when he’s moving fast inside of you. So much more intense. In an effort to hold on, your legs move to hook themselves around his back as your mouth parts to let out a loud moan. The sound is almost completely drowned out by the scandalous sound of your wet, wet pussy and skin slapping against skin. But Ban seems to hear you just fine as he smiles into the crock of your neck and fucks you harder.

It’s a brutal yet mind-numbly erotic experience. Over and over and over again. His above-average length coupled with his strength and stamina turns every fuck into a marathon. And with the way he’s rutting into you, this time is no exception. Slamming and slamming into your poor, abused pussy with angles that hit impossibly deep. With absolutely no end in sight. No matter how much you’ll squeal and whimper and moan. He’ll keep going. And he’ll keep going harder.

“You like that?” You feel him whisper against your heated skin in between labored breaths and low groans. It’s so cliche to ask that while he’s balls deep inside of you, hitting your g-spot with every single thrust. But you still find yourself nodding along to his words as your ankles come up to cross just behind his hips and pull him closer. And when he leans down and tucks his head in the crook of your neck to deliver a harsh bite to the spot where your neck meets your shoulder, your nods turn into loud a moan at the sensation. “I said you like you like that?”

“Y-yes, fuck. I do.” You’re whining now. More than you had before. Inside of your lower stomach, a feeling starts to grow. A deep, gnawing feeling. Like pressure building and building- just waiting for you to explode. It ramps up your sensitivity. It makes it harder to focus on anything other than the dick that keeps thrusting in and out and in and out and in and out of your pussy. And the way it just seems to get faster. And harder. And deeper. “I do, I do, I do…fuck!”

You swear your frantic words cause him to chuckle into your skin as you struggle to put the words together to answer his question. But you don’t think much about it as your cunt starts to clench around him in a way that has him groaning so low that you know it went straight to your pussy. Still, it doesn’t slow him down. It doesn’t make him stop. It just fuels his fire. It makes him keep going. It makes him keep fucking you. Rocking the bed and making you see stars as your arms wrap themselves around his back and your nails dig into his skin.

You were like everyone else on the day that you met him. You were looking for an outlet. A thrill to continue the high of being reminded that you’re alive. That you aren’t dead. At least not yet. But it’s the moments like these where you get what you want. Where you get what you truly want. The intense high that only Ban can give you. As he pushes your limits over and over again. As he seems to get faster. And harder. And deeper. Overpowering you.

As if you were fucking with death itself.

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mooneeswrld · 2 months

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WHAT IS LIKE TO BE A QUEEN ?

(CHAOS!ARTHURxREADER)

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pairings : agedup!chaos!athur x reader

warnings : forced marriage, religious (Christian) prayers.

summary : as a daughter of a brilliant knight of Liones, you grown up in a abusive familyhood. you then escaped of this situation and someone’s knight were looking for a bride for their king just as they saw you running out…

PROLOGUE -> PT.1 -> PT.2

-> preview

“excuse me, who are you ?” you said as you grabbed his hand on your shoulder, put it away and glared at him.

“oh, don’t worry, you’ll know soon”

“wait,wha-“ after this, I felt a big blow on the side of my head, then i felt mysef pass out...

shit...

-> to follow

i stood up immediatly after i came to my senses, i looked at where i was when someone entered the room i was in. this freaking knight with red armor.

"i see you're up now, future queen" said the knight as a smirk animated his lips.

"where the fuck am i ? and don't you dare call me that again, you fool" you barked at him as he chuckled, his chuckle gave you the want to squeeze his head till blood comes out.

"oh don't worry about the place, we won't stay there long. the king is waiting for you. no now, obey" he said as a big head-aches took me by surprise. he put a hand on my hand when i felt a bandage that surronded my head.

"what king are you talking about ?? what did you do to my head and why would i obey you ??" i said really nervous as i thought of all the elements that bring me to a conclusion...was i in a forced marriage or something ??

"King Arthur of Camelot, i just knocked you out with my sword and you will obey me or i'll do worst to you" he grin as he looked down your body.

"don't you dare do something to...your future queen" you said as you thought about prented to be thrilled by the marriage and take my role as the queen to maybe find a way out of this trap.

"oh i see you're already taking your role...we'll see about that then" he said as he leaves and let you alone happily. you sighed as you heard a knight calling you to leave.

"in few minutes we'll arrive at Camelot !!" you heard a knight saying those words as you frowned, trying not to show your nervous situation, your heart pounting in your chest.

"open the portal" said the red armor's knight to another one who opened the portal as we entred this weird place. the castle was only few steps away as waitress came to you.

"hello my Lady Seria, follow us to the castle to dress you quickly !!" said an super kind waitress, but how did she knew my name ? as i follow them, i was surprised to see people happy in Camelot, i always thought that it was a no-life castle.

when we arrived in a room, with the most neautiful view i'd ever seen, a waitress gave me a sign to come near her.

when we finished my dressing, in my head i had the plan to run out directly when i got out of this room. "here, Lady Seria, you look stunning" said the waitress as other ones gasped in shock of i think...my beauty ? I stood up to look at how i was looking when my eyes widen in front of the mirror.

my long white wavy hair where let out on my white satin dress full of details with gold details on the extremities of the dress, my neck fully exposed with my shoulders exposed too, a square neckline with a purple set of necklace and earrings.

i took a deep breath as i smiled and turn around the waitresses "thank you, girls. please answer me just one question...do you know an easy way out of this castle ?"

as i prepared myself out, i opened the door and rushed to the way the waitress told me when i bumped into someone. i fell on the floor as it touched my nose bleeding. "hey watch where you're going !"

you look up to see two knights glaring at you, then suddenly they two took a arm of yours and started walking with you as you bleed of the nose.

“wait ! what are you doing ??” you said as you tried to go off of them, stirring your arms but nothing happened, you felt pain in your arms.

“to the throne room, Lady Seria” you gasped, nervous as your eyes widen when they stopped in front of a door. The red armor knight waiting for you.

“ready ?” he said with a grin. you gasped as he opened the big door. you saw a throne at the first sight with a ginger haired man sat on…Arthur…

the guard let you to the red armor knight by throwing you to him, you wiped you nose bleeding, and step in the room.

“hello, Ironside. I see you bring my bride…” a voice said as you shivered looking down, your breath heavy. the knight put a knee on the ground and bow to the king and said.

“hello, your majesty. yes, this is Lady Kay Seria from Liones. a holy knight from Liones, your majesty” he said, that was funny how his voice changed with the king. he turned at you glaring to you. you understood why, you looked up to the King, already looking at you. your eyes widen as you jumped and directly bow.

his presence was freaking me out. “good, the wedding is tomorrow.” you gasped, it was early !! you need to find a way out before tomorrow…

“of course, your majesty. she’ll be ready” he said, I saw him sweating as he talked to the King, I wanted to laugh so hard seeing him like that.

“but first, Merlin. make her queen…of chaos” your eyes widen, you didn’t knew about that as you looked up directly, ready to say something when Ironside whispered to you. “don’t you dare say no.” you gasped as Merlin step closer to you. touching your shoulder when you changed of room.

“well, it’s going to hurt a bit. but it’ll be quite fast if you cooperates.” you looked up to her, with a bored look, not saying a word. but in your head you were clearly doing a panick attack. “okay, what is it going to change on me ? what is it the “queen of chaos” thing ??”

“you’ll share your powers with Arthur. you’ll be bounded to him, and you’ll be the queen of chaos.”

you didn’t ad time to say anything that she put her two arms in front of you and a white kind of thunder pierced you. you then got knocked out.

—

as you woke up you were on the air, when a big pain took off your body. you screamed in pain, grabbing your tummy. “w-what…what are you d-doing to me ???!” you couldn’t stop screaming, the pain was too intense. when finally, it stopped. leaving you gasping for air on the ground. you glared at yourself in the mirror, looking at your now, black sclera. you screamed of surprise, before putting a had on your mouth.

tears dropped down your eyes as you felt something changed inside of you.

you were in your room dizzy about what happened hours ago. you could feel a change but you didn’t knew what beside the fact that you had chaos power now…

Tristan…

TRISTAN !!! KING MELIODAS !!!

oh my god they’re gonna kill me, but for real, I’m the queen of chaos now and I cannot run away this time. Arthur is not that mean too…

*knock knock*

shivers ran down you spine, you really wasn’t trusting the place. when you understood that you were in bra on your bed, sweating from the fever you had, you were about to get ready quickly but you didn’t had time to when someone said while entering my room.

“sorry but it’s urgent, I’m entering” the voice said when the door flew open and let you frozen on you bed, you outfit showing at least a half of your body…

“wait-“ you said as you saw Arthur in the corner of the door. SHIT. you couldn’t help but feel aroused you think… his gaze were on you eyes when it drifted to your body.

his gaze wasn’t shy but was needy I think… oh my… where did I put myself in ??

“sorry…, it’s urgent. are you feeling alright now ?” he said while approaching you, approaching??? you felt shivers down your whole body and heat growing on your face.

“w-wow what’s going on that is so urgent that you can’t wait for me to get dressed ?!”

he smirked and sat on your bed.

“the wedding is tomorrow, I need you to be ready and healthy, maids are on their way for your dress” he said totally not ashamed of staring at my body and face, like he didn’t saw me this close.

“okay ! now I think you can go pleas-“ you were about to protest when he sat on your bed and looked up at you with a grin, that makes your face heated.

Arthur was the king of chaos, but damn…he was the hottest man you ever saw.

Arthur cut you by saying “you know, tomorrow night is the wedding night. I want you to be relaxed around me…”

your eyes narrows and you said with a quite teasing tone “how could I ? you’re the king of chaos”

“am I that scary to you ? all I want is to protect Camelot and my peoples” he said as you saw a glimmer of sadness in his eyes, he was sincere.

“yeah, if you say so. now if you don’t mind, I need to get dressed, you’ll only see my body tomorrow night, mrs. can’t-wait” you smiled slightly at him, you found yourself gradually enjoying his company.

you won’t run off Camelot now, it’s too late…

hours passed as your maid got you ready, you found yourself happy in this wedding dress. you always wanted to be somehow a queen when you were little girl, a dream come true.

but you were queen of chaos, that wasn’t the same actually, but you’ll see later about that.

as the maid finished your get ready, you came up to the miror and gasped loudly. wow… you were dressed of a white dress of wedding with gold accent on it. your breast were highlighted by the push-up corset. gold jewellery going down perfectly on your neck and ears. your hairs are naturally down your back.

today was a very big day because you were getting married and crowned. your breath start to panick.

“your highness is alright ? how do you find yourself ?” a maid said softly. you took off the anxiety in your heart and took your role.

“im great and beautiful in this dress, now tell me when i need to go because the wedding is now” you said all blank of emotions and looked up to the maids.

“okay, follow me your highness” a maid said while getting out of the dressroom.

you followed her to a big door and you got told that everyone was there already and Arthur was waiting for you.

you took a deep breath when the big door opened. as everyone’s gaze was on you, you walked without looking anywhere but in front of you and Arthur.

Arthur gaze was on you with a lovely smile as he watches you walking.

when you arrived to the place the prayer started the long thing while you and Arthur were looking at each others with smiles.

“blessings and merry meet. Gentle lords and ladies, their bans having been published, we are here today to join the fair King Arthur and the Noble Lady Seria together.

They have asked you here to share in their joy, and to declare their love for one another before you as a community.”

the prayer turn to you and talked again

“Lady, are you here this day in pledged truth of your own free will and choices ?”

you replied softly without letting your eyes contact with Artur go.

“yes, father”

he turn now to Arthur and say

“King, are you here this day in pledged truth of your own free will and choices ?”

he replied without letting you eye contact and without hesitation

“yes, father”

“in as much as this Noble Lady and Fair King have pledged their troth to be married this day, we call upon Heaven to bless this union. Therefore if any one can show just cause, why they may not be joined together, by God's Law, or the Laws of the Realm; let them now speak, or else hereafter keep silent for all time.”

the silence was answering

“Lest it not be overlooked, however, there is rumor amongst the fair King people that any such scurrilous objector shall be later beheaded today at the feast for the entertainment and amusement of the Lords and Ladies in attendance.

There being no objection to this marriage let us continue.”

the prayer turn to me and say

“Swear you now, on this sacred blade, that there is no reason known to you that this union should not proceed.”

you smiled and without letting go of your gaze on Arthur as you both made some smiles and chuckles

“I do so swear, father”

he turns to Arthur now and continue

“Is there any reason known to you why this partnership should not be made?”

he grin at you, with a lust and groaning voice he replies

“there is none”

you felt aroused by his voice and gaze

“Heavenly Father, creator of all things both in heaven and Earth, we humbly ask thee to bless this union, may these thy servants seek goodness all the days of their lives, may they be strong in defense of what is right, may they be united as one even as the art with God.

May they be numbered amongst thy sheep. We humbly pray in the name of the Father, and the Son and the Holy Spirit. AMEN”

he turn to me again before saying a big thing

“Do you Lady Seria take unto thyself as husband the fair King Arthur and pledge unto him before God and these witnesses to be his protector, defender and sure resort, to honor and sustain him, in sickness and in health, in fair and in foul, with all thy worldly powers, to cherish and forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as you both shall live?”

“I will”

your response was simple but to Arthur it was ecstasy. the prayer turn to Arthur

“ Do you fair King Arthur take unto thyself the Noble Lady Seria to be thy rightful lady Wife and Queen and pledge unto her before God and these witnesses to honor and cherish her, to cleave unto her, in sickness and in health, in fair and in foul, be his one true and lasting counselor and solace, and forsaking all other, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?

“I will”

“Heavenly Father, bless these rings which Noble Lady Seria and Fair King Arthur have set apart to be visible signs of the inward and spiritual bond which unites their hearts. As they give and receive these rings, may they testify to the world of the covenant made between them.”

a little girl came up with the rings and let you took Arthur’s one before taking his hand gently and saying.

“Receive and wear this ring as a symbol of my trust, my respect and my love for you.”

and you put his ring slowly that fit perfectly to his finger.

he then grabbed your ring and took your hand and says

“Receive and wear this ring as a symbol of my trust, my respect and my love for you.”

“This circle will now seal the vows of this marriage and will symbolize the purity and endlessness of their love.”

then four noble person came with cords, it was the ritual. you both joined hands and smiled at each other.

the first person place the cord around your both hands

“The first, the Burgundy cord to symbolize romance, partnership and happiness”

the the 2nd person place another one

“the Ivory cord which stands for peace, sincerity and devotion.”

the 3rd

“the gold cord which represents unity, prosperity and longevity.”

the 4th person now tie the cords together to signify the tying of the knot.

“As this knot is tied, so are your lives now bound. Woven into this cord, imbued into its very fibers, are all the hopes of thy friends and family, and of thyselves, for a new life together.”

he then talks a lot that makes me bored.

“With the fashioning of this knot you tie all the desires, dreams, love, and happiness wished here in this place to your lives for as long as love shall last.

In the joining of hands and the fashioning of a knot, so are your lives now bound, one to another.

By this cord you are thus now and forevermore bound to your vow.

May this knot remain tied for as long as love shall last. May this cord draw your hands together in love, never to be used in anger.

May the vows you have spoken never grow bitter in your mouths. As any child discovers when they are learning to tie their own shoes, the first move is to cross the ends.

The cross creates the (X), which is the symbol of partnership and union. As your hands are bound by this cord, so is your partnership held by the symbol of this knot.

Two entwined in love, bound by commitment and fear, sadness and joy, by hardship and victory, anger and reconciliation, all of which brings strength to this union.

Hold tight to one another through both good times and bad, and watch as your strength grows.

I shall now remove the cords.”

he then remove the cords slowly.

“The hast pledged troth of the own free will and sworn upon the Sword, The hast exchanged rings and been bound together by the ritual of the cords.

May it be granted that what is done before the gods be not undone by man.”

the moment that makes you stressed was now happening : the kiss.

“Before I proclaim you joined the must kiss three times on cue.

Once for luck, Twice for Love and Thrice for Long life.

By the Power Vested in my by the Realm”

Arthur took your hand and approached him to your face and gently put his hand on your cheek. he then kissed you first time, it was magical, that was a long kiss that in your brain, made all your thoughts shut, you wanted to be his wife now. you put a hand gently on his shoulder to push him into the 2nd kiss. and then kissed a 3rd time before looking at him with a lovely smile.

“I now pronounce you Lady Seria and Fair King Arthur, Wife and Husband.”

The crowd applauded as you looked at each other with big smiles.

->time skip to the coronation->

the maids changed you into the very traditional queen outfit, a long trail with fur on the collar of the dress. it was still white and gold. it really freaks you out because now you were alone on stage. Arthur was looking at you

you were on the church, everyone here, the Bible on your hand when you started the speech.

“Sir, to keep you ever mindful of the law and the Gospel of God as the Rule for the whole life and government of Queen, receive this Book, the most valuable thing that this world affords. Here is Wisdom; this is the royal Law; these are the lively Oracles of God.”

the prayer took the Bible and put it on the church.

“Our Majesty, the Church established by law, whose settlement you will swear to maintain, is committed to the true profession of the Gospel, and, in so doing, will seek to foster an environment in which people of all faiths and beliefs may live freely. The Coronation Oath has stood for centuries and is enshrined in law. Are you willing to take the Oath ?”

“I am willing”

I stand up look at the crowd and place my hand on the Bible.

“Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the Peoples of Camelott, your other Realms and the Territories to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to their respective laws and customs?”

“I solemnly promise so to do.”

“Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgements?”

“I will.”

you then kneel down at the Chair of Estate.

“Will you to the utmost of your power maintain the Laws of God and the true profession of the Gospel? Will you to the utmost of your power maintain in Camelott the Protestant Reformed Religion established by law? Will you maintain and preserve inviolably the settlement of the Church of Camelott, and the doctrine, worship, discipline, and government thereof, as by law established in Camelott?”

“And will you preserve unto the Bishops and Clergy of Camelott, and to the Churches there committed to their charge, all such rights and privileges as by law do or shall appertain to them or any of them?”

“All this I promise to do.”

I place my hand on the Bible again and say

“The things which I have here before promised, I will perform and keep. So help me God.”

i then kiss the Bible and the prayer say

“Your Majesty, are you willing to make, subscribe, and declare to the statutory Accession Declaration Oath?”

“I am willing.”

“I, Seria, do solemnly and sincerely in the presence of God profess, testify, and declare that I am a faithful Protestant, and that I will, according to the true intent of the enactments which secure the Protestant succession to the Throne, uphold and maintain the said enactments to the best of my powers according to law.”

I sign the copies of the Oaths, whilst the choir sings.

“Prevent us, O Lord, in all our doings with thy most gracious favour, and further us with thy continual help; that in all our works begun, continued, and ended in thee, we may glorify thy holy name, and finally by thy mercy obtain everlasting life; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.”

I then kneel again and the prayer say

“God of compassion and mercy whose Son was sent not to be served but to serve, give grace that I may find in thy service perfect freedom and in that freedom knowledge of thy truth. Grant that I may be a blessing to all thy children, of every faith and belief, that together we may discover the ways of gentleness and be led into the paths of peace; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.”

the prayer take the crown and put it on my head and I stood up and take the scepter.

“I declare you Queen of Camelott !”

and the full crowd applause and say things like “glory to the Queen !!”

I smiled and looked at Arthur, this is not that bad actually.

*to be continued*

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justyouraverageotaku · 1 year

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seven deadly sins masterlist

What the Goddesses do in Their Free Time

His Best Friend

Ban and King- Modern Au

Gowther Coffee Shop Au

Orlandi, Nanashi, and Arthur Friendship Headcanons

Escanor High School AU

Monderi Headcanons

Helbram x King

Gowther x King

Gowther and King Sickness Headcanons

How the Sins Deal with a Hangover

King and Elizabeth Friendship Headcanons

Sins Found a Stray Bunny Headcanons

Merlin, King, and Gowther Pregnancy + Parenting

Meliodas Sickness Headcanons

The Seven Deadly Sins as Babies

Sick Nanashi Headcanons

How The Seven Deadly Sins Would React If Their S/O Was A Transmale And Had A Kid In A Previous Relationship

Sins Reaction to Sad Gowther

King, Diane, and Gowther With Hiccups

Zeldris Fluff

Galand on the Sins Side

Seven Deadly Sins Highschool AU

Gowther x Slader

The New Family Member

Drole x Gloxina

Nanashi with a Witch S/O

Sassy King and Gowther

Sins Working at a Fast Food Place

The Sins Reaction To COVID 19

Ban x Bookworm S/O

Sharing Session Part 1

Favorite Dog Breeds of the Sins + Elizabeth

Sharing Session Part 2: Angst Event Fic One

A Disease of Love: Angst Event Fic Two

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overlyimmersed · 1 year

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Records

Read below or on ao3

Jade watches Maranwe pull her book from the satchel hanging at her hip- No wait, this is a different book... Yet another separate set of notes. This book is light blue and much thinner then the other histories he's watched the fairy bard update since she joined them. As she jots something down with her odd writing implement, he tries to think of how many he's seen so far. "...How many books do you have in there?" He asks her.

Jade watches Maranwe pull her book from the satchel hanging at her hip- No wait, this is a different book… Yet another separate set of notes. This book is light blue and much thinner then the other histories he's watched the fairy bard update since she joined them. As she jots something down with her odd writing implement, he tries to think of how many he's seen so far.

"…How many books do you have in there?" He asks her.

It takes her a moment to respond, as she finishes her note, "Huh? Oh, how many? Hm…" She snaps the book closed and lets it hang in mid-air next to her, then pulls all the other books from her bag with that strange fairy magic. Now, what seems like, a whole shelf's worth of books are floating around her. Some he's seen already, the green one with the silver Fairy symbol on the cover, the purple one with the black Demon symbol, and the tan one with Humanity's symbol simply engraved into the leather.

The new ones are the light blue one from before- it doesn't have any distinguishing symbol, a white one with a golden Goddess symbol, a brown one with some green detailing and a bronze Giant symbol, a tan book with Percival's ouroboros on the cover in steel grey, and a smaller red book that had floated out of the cover of the Demon book. There are also three grey books- only distinguishable by dates on the spines, another tan one- this with no discernable markings, and two books that look much older than the others, one a sort of periwinkle and the other yellow. Both unmarked, except by time.

"Uh…14." She answers.

"Ah…wow…" is all he can really manage. He expected maybe half that, and some of those books are rather thick…How does she keep track of it all?

"What even are all of these?" Gawain asks, floating near to grab one of the grey books. Maranwe immediately takes it back.

"They're historical records. That's what the Bard to the Fairy King does; history keeping." the fairy answers, gathering the books and putting them back into her bag in a specific order by hand. "There's one for each race, some that keep record of specific events, some for notes that need to be categorized later or that are decidedly personal…" as she trails off, Percival chimes in cheerfully.

"That one has our symbol on it!"

"Yes. That's my newest addition, a record of the Four Knights of Prophecy- or whatever you lot would like to be called." she laughs a little, holding the book in question.

"That sure is a lot to keep track of." Anne comments.

"I thought she'd have more." Lancelot says coolly, casting a knowing glance over his shoulder.

"Well it's not as if I carry my whole library with me!"

"What other records do you have?" asks Tristan.

"Well back at home I have several more volumes of Fairy history, this is just the more recent volume. Though the others were written by my predecessors. I have a record of the Seven Deadly Sins, several reference guides for all manor of things. More volumes of human history that I'm trying to copy or transcribe, several encyclopedias from various races. Cultural texts for the Fairy race, such as musical compilations and cook books. Anatomical and medical texts… I've also been trying to acquire more obscure information, like histories for the Beastmen and the…"barbarian" tribes. Humanity has a lot to put together…"

"Geeze." Donny says, mostly to himself.

"And what about the magenta book?" Lancelot asks, and he and Maranwe share a strange look for a moment. "…That's not mine." she says simply, a very slight looks of amusement on her face. The sudden air of curiosity among the teens makes that expression less slight and she elaborates, "The book Lance is referring to is a record of my history. And I don't keep that myself. It's like these-" she levitates the two old books nearer to herself to display them, "These are records of my predecessors, the previous two Fairy Bards, Morvyd and Camellia. They were written by the bard's respective Fairy King. See, while it's our job to keep track of our people's history we tend to overlook ourselves. When Gloxinia, the first Fairy King, noticed that none of Morvyd's records included anything she'd done, he started to keep track himself. And Fairy King Dahlia did the same after that. The "magenta book" is the record Fairy King Harlequin is keeping of the things I do. I have no say at all what goes into that book, I don't even know what's written in it right now." She finishes, and tucks the two old books carefully into her bag.

"Why do you keep those old books with you, then?" Isolde asks "Wouldn't they be safer back in the Fairy King's Forest?"

"Probably." Maranwe admits, "But…well, I like having them with me. I read them often, hoping I can gain some kind of wisdom from the bards who came before me."

A quiet falls over the group at that, each contemplating the concept and the weight they'd heard in the fairy's words.

After Maranwe has all her books put back in just the right order, Anna speaks up again.

"If Fairy Bards are supposed to keep the history of the Fairy Race, why are you so interested in human history?" Maranwe hesitates, taking a breath to answer then simply letting it out.

"…That's-…Well…hm… Because you're not very good at it yourselves." It seems like a non-committal answer, spit out just a little quicker then it should be, as if she simply needed to say something. Though no one would have time to call her on it, as Chion interjects with an edge to his tone.

"Do you have a record of Camelot?"

A heaviness follows his words, they all remember what the fairy twins had told them about their mother's dealings with King Arthur and how they ended.

"I do." she answers flatly, "Though there isn't much to it. And I do not carry it around with me."

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atxxokirina · 9 months

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Seven Deadly Sins.

Gluttony.

noun • habitual greed or excess in eating

Lo'ak x Fem Na'vi Reader | 18+, MDNI

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Contains: SMUTTY SMUT, pussy eating and fingering, dom Lo'ak, denial and edging, squirting, very VERY slight mention of somnophilia at the end, i think that's everything .

Author's note / plot: I decided to do a series based off of the Seven deadly sins, which are pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth. I have plans for multiple fics including each sin, and each one will consist of different Avatar characters. <3 hopefully you all love this idea as much as I do!

It was no secret that Lo'ak loved eating pussy— yours, of course. He worshipped it. Obsessed with your tangy slick, the way it pulsated around his fingers and tongue, and your perfect little clit.

Lo'ak squeezes the plush of your thighs, holding them open as you struggle to stay still. "Stop moving mama, let me finish eating this cute pussy." He mumbles on your cunt, half of his tongue meeting with your spongey walls as he suctioned your clit. "I-I'm trying..!" You gasp, followed by a moan. He's been at this for Eywa knows how long. You feel so you numb and sensitive. "Lo'ak, please.. I-I can't cum again." You whined. Trying to scoot your hips back, but to no avail. He simply growls, sending vibrations to your cunt which just made your hips fall back. "I'm not done with my meal yet, mama." He teases in a low tone, smacking your mound, resulting in a high pitched whimper. "Stop.." You breathe out, fighting back another orgasm. Lo'ak scoffs, repositioning himself. He scissors your folds open with two digits, kitten licking the puddle of wetness that spread onto your thighs.

"You know.." He starts, teasing your entrance with his fingers. "I thought I told you about telling me what to do," you hum, followed by a whimper. Looking down, you see a dark look in his eyes. Darker than usual. "L-Lo'ak, what are you doing.." He ignores you. "..because, I'm in charge here, and not you, yeah?" He emphasizes the last word with a huff, plunging his long fingers into you, curling them up and reaching your sweet spot. Your eyes shut themselves closed. Breath shuddering while needy moans fall from your mouth. "Mmmm!" You squeal, tears began to form in your eyes as his digits pounded you nonstop. "I'm- cumming! I'm gonna cum, oh shit.." You feel your heartbeat pattern change drastically as your lower core tightens. "Yeah mama, squirt in my fucking mouth. Let go for daddy." He quickens his pace, jamming his digits into your sweet spot even more as he makes out with the rest of your cunt.

Your body lets go. Thighs shaking as the clear liquid spews out of your pussy, eyes rolling back while you grip Lo'ak's head. Pushing him down. He catches your squirt in his mouth, swallowing without hesitation. "Fuuck," Lo'ak groans as he slurps the residue off, listening to your moans die down as you pant. He lets your thighs go, climbing on top of you. "Wake up." He grumbles, cuppping your cheek, moving your face from either side. "I don't care if you're passed out, mama. I'm still gonna eat." Was the last thing you heard before he went back down..

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cvntkisser · 13 days

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fuck sub and dom. which one of you is biting the other in a oddly sensual way and which one is bleeding with tears about to spill from their eyes.

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diagonal-queen · 8 months

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May i request how hunting dogs would react when their s/o doesn’t feel enough for them?

When their S/O feels inadequate

♡ pairing: Fukuchi Ouchi, Jouno Saigiku, Tecchou Suehiro, Teruko Okura, Tachihara Michizou x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: How do the Hunting Dogs react when they learn that you feel inadequate?

♡ cw: Reader is insecure and has self-esteem issues (same queen T-T).

note: You guys really like when I write for the Hunting Dogs huh? I have so many reqs for them and Tecchou specifically lmao. But I'm more than happy to write about the silly little soldiers and their evil boss dad. Apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Fukuchi:

For a guy as smart as Fukuchi (I don't like him but even I gotta admit this man is big brain) he just didn't see it coming

Because...? You're the partner of the world's hero, Fukuchi Ouchi! Why would you ever think you're not enough? He sure doesn't

But it becomes all too apparent when he gives you time to explain your perspective. Any regular person would look painfully unimpressive besides him, but you feel like you don't meet particular expectations being his S/O.

Plus you feel like he's out of your league because...y'know. War hero dilfman and all that

He quickly tells you that the reason you're together is because you're YOU, and he loves you as you are. You don't need to meet or exceed anybody else's expectations, including your own (especially your own in fact)

Fukuchi never really considered that his status would lower your self-confidence, but he'll be damned if he keeps letting it happen

He doesn't want you to compare yourself to him in any way. The only thing you owe to each other is respect and trust- relationship stuff. Outside of that, he wants you to be whoever YOU want to be

He's never really been one to care that much about social status and whatnot so what is a giant insecurity to you is entirely irrelevant to him. That fact actually reassures you a little because it solidifies your trust in his feelings

Not only that, but he wants to show his feelings for you as well, especially if doing so will make you feel better. And we know I hc Fukuchi as being a sugar daddy type soooo...clear out your living space because you're getting more gifts than a five year old with undiagnosed autism

No but really. He loves you. And nothing's gonna change that babes <3

Jouno:

For a sadist he's like...really nice about it

He doesn't get upset at you, doesn't start interrogating you...in fact, he's initially very calm about it

He just asks you why you feel this way. He doesn't interrupt you and just lets you explain yourself, not worrying about you getting emotional or anything

He keeps his hand placed comfortingly on your back as you do so to subtly show that he's not mad or anything. And he listens really intently too

When you tell him that you don't feel good enough for him considering everything he is, he then gets a little upset with himself, not you.

He never intended to make you feel inadequate because he's a Hunting Dog. Jouno only ever wanted to make sure you were comfortable and safe so he feels like this is his fault

You have to let him know that it's not because of him that you feel like this, it's just personal self-esteem issues that you're working on. He understands but he can't shake the guilt

Jouno really loves you and actually feels horrible about this. He actually ends up telling you some of his personal issues with himself as well

It gets really deep and sad. You definitely cry, he probably doesn't but he's definitely not happy

When you're both done mutually venting to each other you decide that you're going to help each other through your issues together. You want to be more open with these things and spend time trying to work through them with him

The idea makes him a little wary AT FIRST, but he's willing to try for you. Maybe he'll find that being able to trust someone, really trust them, isn't so bad after all?

Tecchou:

Tecchou is absolutely dumbstruck when you tell him about your insecurities

This is because he got used to the notion that you saw yourself the same way that he does, so when he learned that this wasn't the case he just...didn't exactly know what to say.

His first instinct is to be all 'no you're amazing' but he knows that those kinds of words will just seem hollow and unhelpful.

After he asks you to explain why you feel like this, he's silent. Both trying to listen to you, as well as just really sad :(

If you cry, he'll be devastated. He'll pull you into his arms and gently shush you until you feel a little better, patting your back and carding his fingers through your hair

Once you pull your face from the crook of his neck, he'll take your face in his hand and thumb away a tear rolling down your cheek

Tecchou tells you that he thinks you're lovely as you are, and that you have nothing to be afraid of. He reassures you that he won't leave you, he isn't keeping anything from you, and that despite your 'flaws' he loves you more than anything

(his speech is more eloquent than that but that's the gist of it lol)

Tbh he probably just makes you cry more with his words, then panics like 'wait no I didn't mean to make you cry even MORE'

You have to reassure him that they're sentimental happy tears T-T

He feels really bad. He feels like he must've failed you as a partner if you don't even know how much he loves you

He promises from here on that he'll do absolutely whatever he can to help you understand that you're loved and appreciated <3

You promise the same and let him know if he ever feels like this to tell you instantly and you can work through it together

And of course, cus he knows how much you like it when he does, he cuddles with you for a while after :')

Teruko (platonic):

Y'know that trope where someone's friend will make fun of them but if anyone else dares to do the same they're catching hands?

It's literally Teruko

And you are no exception

She's FULLY ready to beat some sense into you, because you're her best friend and you're amazing?? Why would you ever think any less of yourself?

Teruko is very extra. She will go to great lengths to demonstrate how much she loves you because of YOU and you alone

She'll name everything she likes about you. She'll make you name things you like about yourself too. She'll FORCE a self-compliment out of you no matter what it takes (no she won't that was a lie. But she will try very hard)

She also tries to make you laugh, just to cheer you up a little and distract you from your negative feelings. That way you can have the conversation with a calmer and more rational mind

She'll give you a little pick-me-up in the form of a really energetic and actually quite adorable pep talk

She also gives you a really big (lethal) hug

In general she really just wants to make you happy and hammer it into you that you don't need to be insecure about her friendship with you, because she cares about you a great deal!

Like yeah she teases you sometimes, but you tease her back and you guys are allowed to do that cus you love each other.

She asks you if she should dial it down a little and you tell her that she doesn't need to worry about that, because who is Teruko if not a loveable menace and an instigator?

If you still feel insecure about yourself after all this, then Teruko still feels like trying to cheer you up. Cry about it scrub

Tachihara:

His heart BREAKS when you admit to him that you don't feel like you're good enough for him

Because, and he doesn't wanna tell you this at first, but he tends to feel the same way a lot of the time

Tachihara has quite a lot of insecurities considering his identity crisis and all that, and sometimes he can feel like a burden to you due to the nature of his work. Compared to that, any issues you feel you might have seem absolutely minuscule to him.

Regardless, he tries to understand things from your point of view and comforts you about it

He'll reassure you that your personal insecurities don't affect him or his view of you, and that he loves you for all the things about yourself that you consider to be flaws and more

He asks you about certain things that make you feel inadequate and relates them back to his own experiences to reassure you and show that he does understand you

He knows and dislikes the fact that he views you as being better than him, and vice versa. What he really desires is that you both see one another as equals

To be totally honest, he might actually suggest couples' therapy for you guys.

It's not that he thinks your relationship is going to end from this or that he's struggling because of it, but he wants to maintain and improve it in a way that benefits both of you emotionally

Tachihara is the least prideful and most mature hunting dog there I said it fight me

If you don't want to do couples' therapy then he won't make you. But if you do he'll find the time and he'll support you 100 percent

Tachihara loves you and wants you to be alright without becoming someone else. The only change he wants to see in you is an increase in self-love <3

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˙˚ "This is not a puppy love?" ˚˙

˒Chuuya N. X GN! Reader˓❦

A/N; okay I guess people are just obsessed with chuuya??? (Me too) but the results from my pole were indeed chuuya (click “pole” to see the pole obvi) but all of this is going so slow bc I'm having to go to different goddamn doctors for heart/health reasons pls bare with me🙏 (got the name and idea in general bc I was listening to duh, puppy love by Paul Anka:3

→ Description; The "puppy love" at 17 wasn't puppy love.?

ᰔ Lyrics; "How could I ever tell them?" "This is not a puppy love~"

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You and Chuuya were sat on yalls couch in the house the both of you shared watching TV, it was one of those old romances with puppy love. It was actually pretty good but it made you think if the "puppy love" you and chuuya had when y'all were around 17. But now that you think about it, for you at least, it wasn't a puppy love, you did and still do love Chuuya but did he really still feel the same?

You scootch a but closer to the blue eyed ginger that was on the right side of you, and rest your head on his shoulder. He glances over at you and smiles softly, wrapping an arm around your waist. "Tired, Y/N?" He spoke smoothly, his eyes not leaving the scene on the TV.

"A bit.” You muttered, you wanted to ask him about the "puppy love" or well crush, y'all had on each other when y'all were younger but it felt too awkward. A few hours pass as you glance over at Chuuya who was very invested in the show playing on tv.

You then decided to just ask, you tap his shoulder which then causes him to avert his gaze from the TV and to you instead. "Yes?" His raspy voice rang in your ears, you bit your lip before asking the question. "Chuuya, about the uh, crush we had on each other, when we were in high school." you take a deep breathe and then continue.

“When we were in high school, the crushes we have on each other, do..you still have that “crush”..?” You ask your voice hardly over a whisper. Chuuya cocks an eyebrow, “When we had crushes on each other well I mean, when I liked you it was pretty serious but I don’t think I have them anymore that I know of.?” He admitted and then continued.

“Why do you ask?” You swallow hard, your hands trembling a bit. “Well, if I told you I, still had those feelings would you, consider it again?” You mutter before averting your gaze away from Chuuya’s.

Chuuya’s eyes widen a bit when you mention you might still have feelings for him, he wasn’t uncomfortable just shocked. “Do, you still have feelings for me.?” He asked, biting his lip softly. Your face was cherry red when chuuya asked that question.

"I..yea I do still have feelings for you." You admit, it was embarrassing but you obviously couldn't hold your true feelings for much longer. Chuuya gently cups your face his hands warm on your face.

"How could I ever tell them.?" Chuuya mutters, he was referring the the friends he's spoke about you too, he always made it seem like you and him were just close friends and he'd always get mad when his friends say him and you looked like a couple.

Chuuya bites his lip harder before speaking again, "that was not? A puppy love?" He mutters leaning in slightly. "This is not, a puppy love." You say, leaning in a kissing Chuuya slow and passionate.

Chuuya kisses back, it lasts for a minutes, the taste of wine still on chuuya's tongue and you could taste it so vividly. He slowly pulls away, a hum from his throat. "Oh I love you so much darlin'. " He murmurs, closing his eyes and kissing you again.

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tinkerleaf · 30 days

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Quiet Night

little short write. i meant to add chuuya, but it was easier this way.

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After hours and hours of vigorous fighting and bloodshed, the war was finally over. Even if it would only be fleeting, everything was calm in the moment.

Except for you. You had no idea what was going on. You had been knocked out after a rough battle. It left you unconscious for days, and the team was starting to get worried.

No one, however, was more concerned than Dazai. He didn't show it. but he was incredibly anxious about the situation. He watched your motionless body lay in the hospital bed in front of him. The moonlight caught your face in a peaceful expression, washing away some of the fear he held in his heart.

He leaned against the wall, his eyes heavy. He'd been at your side ever since you'd been in that bed, not moving a muscle. His eyes scanned over your face, impatiently waiting for you to open your eyes. He sighed as he stepped closer.

"You never know when to stop, do you?" He asked as if you could actually hear him. "You always have to put me through this." His voice was as soft as a whisper. He was tired of you pushing yourself too far, always hurting yourself in the process. You were undoubtedly strong, but he wondered how long it would be before you crossed the line, one final time.

After a few more hours, he found himself in the chair next to your bed, his eyes fluttering. He let out a tired sigh, allowing his head to fall back against the chair. He glanced back at you one last time before drifting off to sleep.

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aemonds-little-belle · 1 year

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FEELINGS SOLD SEPARATELY

The Masterlist

Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Reader

AO3 LINK - here WATTPAD LINK - here

BEING RE-WRITTEN PLS BE PATIENT I'M SORRY!!!!!

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PLEASE DONT FORGET TO REBLOG

CHAPTER ONE (THE AD) - here

CHAPTER TWO (THE MEETING) - here

CHAPTER THREE (THE RULES) - here

CHAPTER FOUR (THE FIRST CHAT) - here

CHAPTER FIVE (THE SHOES) - here

CHAPTER SIX (THE FITTING ROOM) - here

CHAPTER SEVEN (THE HUG) - here

CHAPTER EIGHT (THE FRIDGE) - here

CHAPTER NINE (THE PAST) - here

CHAPTER TEN (THE ACTUAL RULES) - here

CHAPTER ELEVEN (THE EYLA THEORY) - here

CHAPTER TWELVE (THE BURN) - here

CHAPTER THIRTEEN (THE LAST WOMAN) - here

CHAPTER FOURTEEN (THE MISUNDERSTANDING) - here

CHAPTER FIFTEEN (THE KISS) - here

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bish-plz-haha · 2 months

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That moment when you do a total fanfiction thing.

I'm reading a BSD fanfic and it's an AU - Musicians/Actor one (THIS ONE) and I was reading about an award show. Didn't realise I was holding my breath but when I released it, I literally paused and was like, "damn. I just released a breath I didn't know I was holding. My god, the fanfics got to me irl." And I'm not sure how to feel about that.

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lemony-snickers · 1 year

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I’m such a slut for hurt comfort that it was so hard to choose but kakashi and “can you please come get me?” if you’re up for it!!

hey, there, my dear! apologies for the wait. thanks for playing. <3

prompt: "could you please come and get me?" pairing: kakashi/gn!reader (modern au; tw alcohol, tw suicide mention) .

You hadn't thought to answer your phone the first time it rang. Who ever did when they didn't have the number saved? In fact, you hit decline three times before finally picking up on the fourth ring, an irate, "What?" already out of your mouth before you heard the slurred voice of Kakashi on the other end.

"Could you please come and get me?"

No single question had ever sent such a jolt of fear and confusion through you. You asked for more information once he gave you an address, listening intently to his vague, rambling explanations as you gathered your keys and pulled on your shoes.

He was calling from a hospital waiting room--"Nothing to worry about," a nurse promised in the background--and he needed a ride home.

"They won't discharge me unless someone picks me up," Kakashi sneered.

You hurled yourself into the driver's seat of your car, barely getting the seatbelt fastened before you pulled out of your parking spot.

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes," you said, cutting off Kakahi's singsong, slightly intoxicated-sounding thank you as you hung up.

Of course you would come. He knew you would. That's why he'd called you. Your fingers tightened on the steering wheel. You hadn't seen him in weeks, not since he'd unceremoniously smashed your heart into a thousand pieces in your own living room.

The fact that Kakashi still knew to call you--knew you would drop everything to come to his aid--made your grip tighten even further.

The discharge process was simple enough. Kakashi had a mild concusion and had been treated for a dislocated shoulder and a cut on his left eye, which was still swollen shut and bruised, the sutures sticking out like strange antennae.

He tried to slip away from you in the parking lot, saying he'd call an Uber. You shoved his broken cellphone in his face.

"You can't, remember? That's why you had to call me from the phone at the nurse's desk."

He shrugged, and it infuriated you. "I can walk."

"Get in the fucking car, Kakashi. I'm not asking."

He held up his hands in mock surrender as he slunk down in the passenger seat.

"Exactly how much did you have to drink?" you asked, your irritation bubbling to the surface.

Kakashi let out a loud, exhausted huff of air. "Not quite enough to forget," he mumbled, staring out the window as you headed back to your place. While it wasn't your preference, it seemed Kakashi would be staying with you for the evening. He hadn't been brought in with his keys, and you'd returned your copy when he dumped you.

"Didn't think you were the type to get into bar fights," you said, which prompted another huff.

"I guess you don't know me as well as you thought."

That stung more than you wanted to admit.

Once home, you settled Kakashi on your couch with a pillow, a blanket, and the largest cup of water in your kitchen. He grunted his thanks and half-hearted pleas to leave, all of which you ignored.

"You wanna tell me what tonight was all about?" you asked, pausing in the doorway to your bedroom.

"Not really," he said.

You didn't bother saying goodnight as you pulled the door closed.

You weren't sure what woke you several hours later; whether it was Kakashi's familiar warmth or the way the mattress sank beneath his weight that first alerted you to his presence.

"What are you doing?"

"Going to bed."

You sat up, turning to face Kakashi in the darkness, incredulity coursing through you. "What makes you think you're welcome in here?"

You expected him to say something sarcastic in return, to make light of your heartache, your kindness in helping him despite how hurt you still were by his actions.

Instead, you felt his calloused fingertips reach out to gently trace the edge of your jaw.

"Nothing," he said, "I don't deserve your kindness at all."

The honesty of it, the self-deprecation of it, caught you off guard. Gave you pause.

You layed back down, facing him this time. "Tell me what happened."

Kakashi sighed and you wondered if maybe you had misjudged, maybe he hadn't meant to be open and honest. Perhaps this was not the chance you mistook it for.

But then, you felt his fingertips again, running along the ridge of your cheek.

"Tonight," he started, sighing again, "is the anniversary of my father's suicide."

You felt yourself go rigid. During your relationship, Kakashi had occasionally mentioned his father, and you'd known he was dead. But to learn the man had taken his own life...

"I"m so sorry, Kakashi."

He shook his head. "You have no reason to apologize to me." He laughed, then, suddenly, and you felt your brows draw together in confusion even as you smiled in response.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm just thinking of how much better tonight would have been if I hadn't panicked last week and broken things off." You wanted to interject, but bit your words back to give him time to elaborate. "I'm really great at that, you know."

"At what?"

"Sabotaging the good things in my life."

"I was a good thing?" you asked, voice smaller than you wanted it to be. You couldn't help, you supposed, that it still felt so raw.

There were those fingertips again. This time, running along the seam of your mouth and down to your chin. "The best thing," he whispered.

Despite everything, you really believed him.

"I'm sorry I called you," he said, "I know I shouldn't have. I just didn't know who else would answer."

You knew you should still be irritated--with him for calling, with yourself for running off to help him. But all you felt was a strange sense that maybe everything, eventually, could be made right again between you if you could both just hold on to this delicate, precious honesty.

"I'm not," you said, "I'm really, really glad you called."

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justyouraverageotaku · 11 months

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Sharing Session

Mael x Fem!Reader

Request via anon

Content Warnings: unrequited love, previous fighting mentioned, drinking, kissing, spoilers for season 3 events

You glanced in the direction of Ban and Elaine before turning your attention back to your drink. Tiny droplets of red wine clung to the rim of the glass and you focused on them trying to ignore the familiar ache in your chest. He was happy, that’s all you wanted right? Even so you couldn’t ignore the burning as you heard him laugh his wonderful laugh. He sat so happily next to her and she sat next to him just as joyfully. You had loved him for so long and yet he only had eyes for Elaine…

Your thoughts were interrupted when someone sat in the chair next to you. Assuming it was Diane or perhaps even Gowther you forced a smile and looked over at the person next to you. You were caught off guard to see fluffy white wings, wavy silvery-white hair, and blue eyes- Mael. “Mind if I sit here for a little while?” he asked. “Go ahead,” you replied, glancing over at Ban and Elaine again subconsciously before turning your attention back to your drink. “Hey y/n?” Mael said. You hummed in response. “I’m really sorry. I know that doesn’t fix anything, but I truly am. I’m sorry for hurting you, and your friends, and countless others.” You looked at him and his eyes spoke nothing but true genuine remorse for his actions, he truly regretted everything that had happened.

“Everything is fixed now Mael, you do know that right?” you found yourself saying. He looked at you so you continued, “the Demon King is dead now and you're you again.” You paused for a moment. “Mael, Estarossa wasn’t you at all. You may have been him but he was never you. Everything was the result of magic, you truly aren’t that person.” After that you both sat in silence a bit before light-hearted and friendly conversation began between the two of you. Still you couldn’t help the occasional glance at Ban and Elaine’s table. You watched Ban and the fairy get steadily drunker and more giggly. Your glances however did not go unnoticed by Mael.

“Why do you keep looking over there,” he asked in an oddly soft and slightly curious tone. He had a slight suspicion as he recognized the look on your face, but he didn’t want to assume things. You tore your eyes away from Ban and Elaine and looked at him. Everyone had seen how he acted towards Elizabeth the day you all fought, and even though you didn’t know the full story it was obvious he had fallen for her and she for someone else. Maybe it was the fact you were slightly tipsy or the fact he had asked so tenderly and with such knowing curiosity, or maybe it was the fact you felt he could relate, regardless you found yourself opening your mouth. “Well it’s sort of a long story…”

After you said that he suggested that perhaps you guys should leave the room to avoid being overheard. So you ended up in a vacant room of the Boar Hat sitting across from each other, both of you in separate plush chairs. You sat in silence for a while, him waiting patiently as you thought over what you could say. He didn’t pressure you to start talking, just looked at you with a soft look. You found yourself telling him everything. How you and Ban grew up together, how you came to love him, and how painful it was that he didn’t love you the same way. He listened, giving you his full attention without a single ounce of judgment passing over his features. You didn’t notice the tears falling softly down your cheeks until he was out of his chair, his sleeve was over his hand and carefully wiping your face.

When you finished speaking and the tears had stopped falling so heavily you looked at him. You didn’t see pity but understanding, which helped you feel a little better. You found yourself asking about Elizabeth without thinking. To your surprise he began to share his story. He told you about how he had been treated, how Elizabeth had been different, how badly it hurt when he saw she loved Meliodas. Unchecked tears fell down his face and you found your sleeve over your hand this time. By the time he had finished you realized how alike your stories were and how alike your suffering was. You both comforted each other in a way that no other person could offer; by truly, and completely, understanding. You ended up hugging each other in the center of the room. It was a warm and firm hug like you were each trying to hold each other together. When you pulled apart you found that you felt a little more whole again. Looking at him you could tell he felt the same way. You found yourself thinking that perhaps you had found yourself a new friend.

A couple days later he came to visit again. You chatted more light heartedly than the other day and you found out that he was strangely good at making you laugh. Eventually you were visiting each other almost everyday. Sometimes you’d drink with the sins, go for walks, or play games. Other times when one (or both) of you were upset you would comfort each other. You found over time the Ban and Elaine situation hurt less, but you couldn’t pinpoint why. Well until one day. You and Mael were sitting on the bed in your room. You were mostly just chatting happily and chilling. Eventually Mael started telling you about a book he happened to come across the other day. You had learned at some point that he was an avid reader, as well as someone who enjoyed art. While he was telling you about the book you found yourself watching him more intently than usual. His face held the same gentle expression as always, his eyes were nearly shining (although perhaps it was the lighting), and he wore a calm smile that you had come to love. Love. That was why the Ban and Elaine situation had hurt a little less. You had fallen in love again, but this time with Mael.

You continued to hang out with him normally. However, today Mael had seemed strangely anxious when he asked if you wanted to stargaze tonight. Perhaps he was worried about a mission or something. You resolved to ask him about it later. But now was later, and Mael had taken you to a spot on a hill where the stars seemed infinite in all directions. He still seemed nervous, even as he began to point out constellations to you. You waited until he took a breath to ask him about it. “Hey Mael?” “Yes, y/n?” “What’s got you so edgy?” To your surprise he looked away. He told you everything and you told him everything, so it was weird for him to be so avoidant. You were about to reassure him that he didn’t have to tell you if he didn’t want to when he spoke up. “Actually, I called you to ask you something.” You couldn’t see that his cheeks were tinted pink in the dark and for that he was glad. “Go ahead,” you replied softly, worried about his earlier evasion. He mumbled something too low for you to understand. You hummed in a way you did when asking someone to speak up. He finally looked at you and only then did you see his blush in the reflection of the stars and the way his eyes shone with adoration, “I’ve fallen in love with you,” he repeated gently. A whirlwind of emotions hit you at once. Comfort, relief, and happiness. “I am in love with you Mael,” you replied.

Once you gave him permission he pulled you into his arms like you were the most beautiful and delicate thing in the world. He littered you in praise, soft kisses to your hair, and whispered “I love you”s for a while; then everything fell to a peaceful calm. You both watched the stars holding each other tightly to reassure yourselves that this wasn’t a dream and that the other was really there. Many happy tears were shed by both of you. You had found in each other something both of you thought you may never get: unconditional mutual love.

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marygodwin-bsd · 8 months

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writing fanfiction for bungo stray dogs feels so weird because I'm writing about Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, and Percy Shelley having a throuple relationship and they died in 1881, 1852, and 1822 respectively, and my roommate has read ALL of them so I can't ask her to beta because how on earth am I going to say "yeah percy shelley is kind of their lapdog in this universe" like what

is this what people who write hamilton fanfiction feel like??

on the flip side designing Percy is so freaking fun i am having a BLAST

#percy shelley #bungou sd #bsd oc #bungo stray dogs oc #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #anime #anime oc #fanfiction #mary shelley #fyodor #niklolai #fyolai #fyodor bsd #fyodor dostoevsky #nikolai bsd #nikolai gogol #oc bullshit

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atxxokirina · 9 months

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Seven Deadly Sins. | Lust.

Neteyam x Fem Na'vi reader

Part one, Gluttony with Lo'ak.

plot: you strictly told Neteyam not to bother you while you're with your friends, unless it's an emergency. But he needs you, he needs your body.. and that alone is an emergency to him.

contains: SMUT SMUTTY SMUT, rough, mean (ish) dom Neteyam, forced creampie (reader says no at first but eventually gives in), 2 sex scenes, exhibitionist Neteyam

Neteyam's sex drive was always high. No matter where, and when, as long as it was around you, he was practically hard the majority of the time. So much so that it hurts.

You've been at a party deep in the forest for the past hour. Dancing with your friends, drinking, and overall enjoying your time. Meanwhile, Neteyam is situated at your shared hut, failing to make himself cum. Thrusting his cock into his fist, tiny grunts and whimpers forming in his throat. He would have travel to where you are, just for a quickie, but he remembered what you told him before you left.

"If you're horny, touch yourself, or just wait for me, okay baby?" You gently kiss cheek. "Here's your comm, don't page me unless it's an emergency."

Fuck. He thought. This is so unfair. He needs you now. Now, now, now. Those words repeat in his head like a throbbing heart beat, never going away. Neteyam shakes his thoughts, leaning back and trying to focus on feeling good. He lets out a deep sigh, massaging his shaft as he uses his precum as lube. Images of you flash in his mind, your soft lips, perfect tits, and your ass.. oh, fuck. Your ass. He began forming it in his mind, replaying the times your ass bounced back on him while he held you down. This helped for a little, but it just wasn't enough.

Neteyam reaches up to his neck for the comm you and him share. This wouldn't count as interrupting your night, right? And this is an emergency..

"Y/n?" You hear a faint voice in your right ear, heart dropping once you realize it's Neteyam. You press the button down on your neck. "Neteyam? Is everything okay?" You ask hurriedly, already looking around for your belongings.

"Everything is fine. I just.. fuck, I want to be inside you." You sigh and roll your eyes, setting your bags back down on the floor. "Really, Teyam? I said emergencies only." You huff, annoyingly. "This is a fucking emergency." He mewls, teasing the dip of his cock. "And watch your attitude. Don't make me come up there and fix it."

"Neteyam, I'm with my friends. I have to go-" Just as you were about to turn your comm off, you hear a deep, husk growl. "No. You're staying." He could hear your tiny pouts as he palmed his cock, closing his eyes to invision you. "Keep talking to your friends." You hum, unsure about what he's planning. "O-Okay." You follow his orders, conversing with your peers as he groaned in your ear.

"Yeah, fuck.. love hearing your voice," He moans, causing a flame to ignite in your stomach. "Neteyam.." You whispered, turning your head so your friends don't see you talking. "I can't do this." He grunts. "Is that so? Hm, why not?" He speaks through his strained moans. "My friends are here. Please, just handle this yourself." You whisper-yell, ripping the comm off of your neck, finally feeling relief.

But that sweet relif didn't last very long. It was only moments later before you hear Neteyam's voice piercing through the bud in your ear. "Think you can just hang up on me like that? I need you, now!" He yelled, voice crisp and looming. You grab your comm again, pressing down the button with annoyance. "Neteyam, are you serious? I'll be back for you later! Just wait." You plead, pure desperation in your tone.

"Yeah? Wait? You want me to wait for you?" You swallow another gulp. Feeling guilty for leaving him like this. "Listen." He commands, bringing the comm down to his cock, ensuring that you hear his precum and slick slathered around it. The friction of him stroking his shaft. Up and down, up and down. You hear his faint moans and whimpers in the background, instantly making you melt.

Feeling a heat form through your body, and river through your loincloth. It turned you on beyond words to hear him like this. Begging for you to come home and take care of him. "Does that sound like I can fucking wait? Bring your ass home, y/n. Right now." Neteyam growled, ending your call with a click.

You whined. As much as you wanted to stay and have fun with your friends, you were still scared of what Neteyam would do if you didn't get back immediately.

In defeat, you said your goodbyes to everyone. Promising to see them again tomorrow, even though you probably won't be able to walk by then.

Eventually making your way home, you carefully step in. "Neteyam?" You called out, feeling your body being shoved onto your cot without hesitation. You yelp, seeing Neteyam on top of you and holding your arms above your head. He's fully naked, not even wearing the jewelry he usually has on. "I should rip your little body apart for making me wait this long.." He whispers, grazing his sharp fangs against your jugular as he humps his cock against your clothed pussy. "Ah.. I-I'm sorry," You mewl at the pressure. "I don't think you are.." He trails down, sinking his teeth into your thin and flimsy loincloth, tearing it in two. "But you will be.

He holds your hips down, causing you to try to free yourself. "Don't fucking move." He grunts, slapping his thick, girthy dick against your clit. Your pussy clenches at the feeling, simply aching for more. He lines himself up with your pussy, slowly sliding in as your warmth envelopes him. You both moan in unison. "Ohhh fuckkkk.. yeah, that's better. A lot better." He groans, looking down as he starts to stroke inside of you. You gasp at how quick he starts off, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Neteyam desperately fucks into you, mewling and huffing in your ear. "Too much! Slow down, please Teyeam!" You cry, squeezing your eyes shut.

"This is what you get," *thrust* "..for making me fucking wait." *thrust*

"I'm sorry! I'm s-sooo sorry!" You whimper again as he lifts himself up, removing your arms from around them and pinning them above your head. "Yeah, take it. Just like that." He leans his body back, drilling his cock into you with almost zero effort, eyes rolling back at the way your walls tighten around him. Neteyam grabs your face, making sure you hold eye contact with him. "Don't look away," His hips stutter. "I want you to look at me while I fill you up with my fucking cum." Your pupils widen, shaking your head as you attempt to free your arms. "N-No! I don't wanna get- preg..nant, please!!" You beg and babble. Too fucked out to properly speak. "Hah.. what was that?" He teased, taking his cock out and shoving it right back in. Knocking the air out of your lungs. "You wanna get pregnant?" You mewl, followed by a whined squeal. "Shit, keep making those fucking noises.." Neteyam lets out a deep moan, still fucking you mercilessly. "Mm-mm!" You try to deny, but it sounds like more of a moan to him.

"No fucking problem. I'm gonna fill you up with my cum, that'll teach you not to make me wait anymore, won't it?" He thrusts deeper and deeper with every word. It feels so good. As if his dick had fucking drugs on it, even if you said no, you wanted this. You wanted his cum more than anything. "Oh? You're not gonna speak to me?" He chucked, slamming back down, making you yelp like a pathetic pup. "Or are you too drunk of my cock to say anything?— Fuck, I'm so close."

He speeds up, chasing his high like he'd die without it. "Ah, fuck! I'm cumming inside you.. shit, I'm filling this pussy up!" He moaned as small spurts of his seed spew into you, turning into thick ropes that filled your womb. "Oh fuck, Neteyam!" You gasp, arching your back as your body collapsed.

"I'm not done with you." Neteyam positions himself against the wall holding your body up and shoving it down on his still hard cock. He grips your waist, nails digging into your skin while he guides your hips, forcing your sensitive cunt to take more of him. "I can't do this, please.." Your head falls into the crook of his neck, whimpering in his ear.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," You repeat over and over again, but he couldn't care less. "Shut the fuck up, and take it." He demanded, aggressively moving you back and forth. Wet, squelching noises fill your hut. Along with your needy moans, and his painful thrusting. Your body is giving up, and you've decided to take the overwhelming pleasure. You moan and whimper after every thrust, slick drooling onto his cock. Neteyam holds the plush of your ass, shifting his hips and hitting you sweet spot.

"I'm gonna cum in this pussy again. You're gonna be so full of me, full of my seed." You moan in response, needy 'mhm's' coming out in pieces. "Fuck, I'm cumming.. Take it all, take all of this fucking load." He grunts, shuddering as he releases his cream into you again. "I'm filling you up baby, oh, fuuck," the rest of his seed flows into you. You and him out of breath, refusing to let each other go.

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