#this is a big fluffy piece don't judge

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

X♡X♡ [SEVEN DAYS] Day 1

You're struggling a bit to comprehend the fact that you really did agree to this whole week-long thing with him. Luckily for you, Jungkook knows exactly how to ease you into things. But wait- why is he naked?!

Tags/Warnings: Porn with a lot of plot basically, inexperienced!reader, Dom!Jungkook, BDSM themes and elements, non-sexual nudity, safeword discussion, Corruption kink, some backstory on JK, Shibari, wax play, Dom/Sub dynamics (beginner/introductory), minor sub-drop, slight angst, dry humping, cumming inside underwear, massages, mentions of primal play, mentions of pet play, very light orgasm control, hinted praise kink, JK in nothing but dark grey Calvin's for like... 90% of this, hinted big dick!JK, they both in love it's kinda cute,

Shibari: a form of artistic bondage using rope to create visually appealing patterns on the skin.

Wax play: the use of body-safe candles to drop wax onto someone's skin.

Corruption kink: gaining pleasure from corrupting a seemingly innocent person.

Length: 6k words

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A/N: I'll include a short definition of the kinks in every chapter because I just know someone's gonna ask/complain that I don't explain things enough in my works haha. Also my smut writing is kinda rusty I've noticed, so I apologize for that as well...

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"So.." You say through your food, chopsticks seemingly aiming for any piece of meat that could be done next on the barbecue in front of you on the table. "..do we like, need some fifty-shades-of-grey-type contract?" You ask Jungkook, who rolls his eyes.

"Absolutely not." He shakes his head, drinking some water. "Don't tell me you saw that movie too." He asks, and you shrug.

"Saw it with Jimin and Yoongi back when it was in the theaters." You say. "Yoongi said there was a lady who literally masturbated in the front rows, but I don't believe that. Who would do that in public?" You cringe to yourself, and Jungkook watches you for a second.

He's gonna put a no on voyeurism for you then, judging from that reaction.

"I'm surprised Yoongi went." Jungkook chuckles.

"Me too. Wasn't really sure why he did." You tell Jungkook, snatching a piece of meat for yourself. "He just complained over it the entire time anyways."

"Yeah, well-" Jungkook says, reaching for the scissors to cut up some meat. "-he's in the same scene as I am, so I'm not surprised he thought the movie was dogshit too." He explains, and your eyes widen.

"Wait, Yoongi ties people up too?!" You hiss, and Jungkook can't help but shake his head, laughing to himself.

"That's the tamest thing he does." He laughs. "Yoongi actually.. showed me most of the things I know." Jungkook offers, putting the scissors back to the side to instead pick up his chopsticks again. You wonder what he means by that.

"Like.. what?" You ask him, unsure- but you can't deny the curiosity inside of you. You had a hunch about Yoongi for a while now- and in a way, you can see him being in the whole scene a lot more than Jungkook. Jungkook is your fluffy buff but cute best friend- Yoongi has this odd aura to him that feels almost like a warning that he's hiding more of himself than he shows.

"I'm a Dominant person, right?" He asks you, and you shrug. "I like to be in charge, command and take the lead during.. scenes."

"Yeah, that part-" You say, stuffing a steaming piece of meat into your mouth, almost burning your tongue, "-I know about that stuff. Like, dom and sub, top and bottom all that." You nod, and he acknowledges it too.

"Good. Then you probably also have read that the best Dom's have been sub's in the past." He simply tells you.

"… so Yoongi tied you up before?" You ask, and Jungkook lets his head fall for a second.

"You're so cute sometimes, you know that?" He shakes his head, before he continues. "No, he actually didn't. I learned that part all by myself." He explains gently. "But before I could take charge, I had to learn. Someone had to get me into this stuff somehow, right?" He shrugs.

"So you and Yoongi were a couple at some point?" You ask, but he shakes his head.

"Yoongi and I had something similar to.. us, one could say." He explains across from you. "Simple exploration, nothing more than that." He tells you, before his chopsticks reach out to steal a piece of food right from between yours- and when you look up, he's staring right at you. "So now that I think of it, Yoongi and I had nothing like we do." He says.

"H..how so?" You ask, slightly intimidated.

"Because I don't just want to explore and leave you be after this week." Jungkook says. "I hope you know that I'm aiming for something entirely different here."

"For what?" You wonder, and he leans back, crossing his arms, grill in between you both sizzling loudly.

"Your trust." He shrugs. "Your love." He offers.

"What if I can't love the same as you do?" You say, a little defeated. You know Jungkook likes you- it's no secret. And you know he knows that you like him too- because it's no secret either.

"Then we'll search until we find what works." He responds.

"But-" You start, but he reaches out instead, a warm hand over yours cutting you off in midst of your sentence as he speaks to you, voice just as warm as his skin.

"I won't give up without trying first." He tells you. "And neither should you."

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"Why here?" You ask, as he adjusts the couch into a makeshift bed for the time being. You'll be staying the entire week with him, and you'd agreed to that, because you've stayed over a lot of times before. Jungkook's apartment is nothing new- it's familiar, like a second home, warm and comforting.

"Because my bedroom is too intimidating-" He starts, tucking in a bedsheet in the corners of the couch. "-and I don't want to ruin your own with memories that might be unpleasant." Jungkook offers.

"Oh." you simply say, unsure. You've not yet thought about the possibility of him doing something you.. don't like. What happens then? Will you have to leave, or will the week end before it's even begun? Will it make things awkward, and weird?

"Hey." Jungkook calls out softly, holding out a hand. You look at him confused. "The blanket?" He asks, and you remember now that you're holding one for yourself to sleep under tonight, giving it to him. He puts it in a corner for now, same with the pillows, before he pats the couch for you to join him on. "Are you scared?" He asks, and you shake your head- albeit a little unsure.

"Just.. nervous." You say. "It'll be weird."

"Maybe." He admits. "A lot of things are weird first time. Nothing wrong about that." He shrugs.

You sit down on the makeshift bed next to him, when he chuckles, and brushes your hair over your shoulder. "I'll go shower real quick, alright? You just get yourself comfortable." He tells you, and you nod, watching him as he leaves to walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

It's clear that he's taking his time in there, because even after an hour, he's not yet returned. Or maybe longer? You're not sure, because you know you've somewhat dozed off on the bed when you feel his hand on your shoulder, simple strap top giving him access to a lot of bare skin there. He smells nice, and when you reach out, his skin is warm.

Wait- skin?

The moment you open your eyes you're greeted with his bare legs- he's only really dressed in some… dark grey, very form-fitting Calvin Klein's that pretty much hide almost nothing, really. It makes you sit up suddenly, body having to take a moment for a second after the rather sudden movement, a chuckle heard from Jungkook who seems entirely unbothered by his almost-nudity. "Sorry I took a bit longer. I had to get some stuff." He explains, sitting up properly himself.

"Why- why are you naked?" You ask, unsure where to look. In his opinion, you're so.. adorably shy just from the mere sight of his bare skin that it makes his inner desire stir a little. The fact that he's gonna be the one to really help you discover some of your hidden fantasies gives him chills- the good kind, of course.

He can't wait for what you might be hiding.

"I'm technically not." He raises his brows playfully, before crossing his arms- noticing the way your eyes focus on them for a good moment. "And considering why you're here, you'll soon have to get undressed too." He shrugs.

"Oh.." You hum yet again today, looking down on your body. You didn't really think about that. Compared to his toned body, you're.. an embarrassment.

"A body is just a body." He tells you. "I know you don't like yours, but I promise you it doesn't look the same to me as it does to you." He reassures you.

"Do I have to.. like.." You mumble, and he understands.

"You don't have to do anything." He promises. "We can just forget about this whole thing-"

"No!" You deny, shaking your head immediately. You do want this. You do want him to.. love you the way he does love others. Or maybe you want to somehow make him love you in a more.. special way. You're not sure- you don't really know what exactly you want right now, but you do know that you trust him.

You trust him.

"I trust you." You say out loud, grabbing the hem of your shirt- when he reaches out.

"..can I?" He wonders, and you nod, raising your arms without thinking so he can easily pull the item of clothing over your head. It's cute, the way you already feed into his own interests and kinks, without even knowing- and is that a piercing decorating your belly button? "Good girl." He purrs, lifting your shirt over your head, before slip out of your leggings, sitting back down. His hands move around your back slowly, fingers easily finding the clasp of your bra to undo it, letting the piece of underwear fall down easily from your shoulders and into your lap. "Hey-" Jungkook says, and you look up at him. "-you're fine." He smiles, and you nod.

You're fine.

"You can keep on the rest." He says, referring to your panties. At least you chose some cute ones, you think to yourself a bit relieved, as you nod. "I know you said you can't imagine it-" He starts, grabbing some pale pink and rather… delicate looking rope from the side. "But I'd like to try it, still." He asks, and you nod. "I won't restrain you this time. I'll only show you what it feels like, so you can decide for yourself if you enjoy the sensation or not." He says, and again, you only quietly nod. "But before that.. we have to address this first." He chuckles, looking at you. "I need.. verbal responses from you. Not just somewhat of an answer."

"Like.. do I need to call you sir, or something?" You ask, and he smirks.

"If you want to, you can." He smiles. "But you don't have to. A simple yes or no works just fine for me. And-" He adds on, undoing the neatly folded nylon rope in his hands as he speaks. "-We need a safeword."

"A safeword?" You repeat, and he nods.

"Something other than stop or no that you say to end a scene and get you out of whatever position you might be in." He explains. "Preferably something odd, that you wouldn't normally say during sex, so it won't be used by accident."

"So like.. Tiger?" You ask, not really thinking about it, and he nods.

"Tiger it is." He agrees, tapping your folded knees. "Turn around for me, yeah?"

"Yes." You say, moving to sit in front of him, making him chuckle.

"Cute." He comments under his breath, before he positions the rope right under your chest. "Tell me.. what do you usually do?" He wonders, and you don't answer for a moment.

"Like.. when I do it myself?" You ask, and he hums an agreeing reply.

"Yes. I'd like to know." He tells you. "So I'll have somewhat of an.. idea what is safe and comfortable for you." He explains his reasons, while he moves and adjusts the pale pink rope around your torso. You've almost instinctively moves your hands to hold onto your neck so your arms are out of the way, and he can't help but grin about that.

So much to 'I can't see myself enjoying that'.

"Uhm.. I don't know-" You begin, unsure how to really talk about that. "I have like.. toys, n' stuff, and I usually do it in the bathroom cause I get the bed dirty otherwise.." You explain.

"Toys?" He asks, pulling the rope snug in some places- and while it's tight, it doesn't bother you at all, surprisingly. You understand when he said that some people feel some sense of security from it- it feels actually quite nice, even the knots you can feel dig a bit harsher into your skin.

"Yeah like.." You take a deep breath, somewhat to test if that's still a possibility- and you can, while his fingers seem to adjust some knots in the back. "..a normal… dildo." You cringe at saying it out loud, moving on quickly. "And a vibrating.. thing. I don't use anything else." You admit, and he chuckles, as he taps your butt.

"Sit up for a second." He commands, and you do so, letting him guide the two ends of the rope in between your legs before he helps you sit down again. "So other than that, I guess you just use your hand, am I right?" He assumes, and you nod.

"Yes." You add on quickly, squirming a bit at the sensation of the rope between your legs. You have to control yourself. It's clear that he said he doesn't want sex- yet.

"You're free to get.. turned on, by the way." He tells you, teasingly pulling on the ends that run through your legs as if to underline his statement. "After all, this is about you."

"But-" You complain weakly, trying not to move to much. "-What about you?" You ask, and he shrugs, something you cannot see.

"I'm getting my satisfaction, don't worry." He explains. You're not sure how that would work- but you don't question it either. Say.." He starts, tapping your elbows. "How do you feel, right now?"

"Good." You nod to yourself. "It's.. surprisingly comfortable. It feels nice." You say.

"It looks nice, too." he offers, hands moving over your skin, causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. "Very pretty." He praises, and you decide you don't care if he's just speaking about his work- you take this praise for yourself, using it to fuel your own emotional state in this moment. He runs his hands over your arms that are now comfortably down, hands holding yours for a second. "Let yourself go." He chuckles. "You're still tense."

"I can't help it.." You complain weakly, unsure what to do. It does feel nice, you want to move- but in a way, it's not quite right yet.

"Then maybe I can help.." He offers, hands testing the waters it seems like as they run over your thighs, just touching, nothing else. "Would you want that?" He asks, and you nod, eyes closed. "Words, darling." He demands, face close to yours while his fingers suddenly dig into your skin, gentle punishment for not following what he'd told you to do at the beginning.

"Yes.!" You almost gasp out, when one of his hands moves to grab onto the back of the artistically tied harness, pulling you, arching your back for you as he forces you to rest your upper body against his arm. You can practically feel the way your underwear soaks up your arousal, rope suddenly moving a lot more easily with the help of it between your legs.

"Show me how your hips can move." He hums into your ear, and what should feel weird comes naturally. Like in a trance you follow his words, let yourself fall because he's basically seeing all of you right now anyways- and he's seen much more before, so how bad can it really be? You trust him.

You trust him.

You can hear his breathing right next to your ear, and your hand starts to wander- before it stops. "Can-" You begin, swallowing down before you can continue. "can I touch you?" You ask, unsure if the same rules that apply to you apply to him as well. It's only fair if they do, right? It's only fair to ask him for permission, right?

"Yes." He answers, and with that, your hand blindly searches- finds his knee, moves up his thigh, warm skin underneath your rather cold fingertips earning a change in the pace at which he's breathing in. You hold onto his leg for a moment, feel the muscles move underneath the skin for a good while, as you become more and more desperate for a release of any sorts. You want to touch him too, but you don't know how- so you just leave your hand where it is, not moving any further.

His head, meanwhile, leans down into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses there, while the hand that's not holding onto your harness moves over your chest, grabs onto the soft flesh with almost rough motions. You can only imagine the sight of his inked hand holding strongly onto your skin, thumb running over your nipple as your breathing hitches, legs moving in any way you can imagine to adjust your position.

But it's not enough.

Only when his hand sneaks between your underwear, the rope and your skin do you finally make any progress, breathing heavier as his fingers seem to play around with you just the way you like it. And it doesn't take long for you to come undone, back arching more, eyes clenching shut as he helps you ride it out for as long as you can.

You notice after a moment or two how he has already begun to untie you- and in a way, you're confused.

"What're you doing?" You slur a bit exhausted, surprised yourself how much energy this seemed to have taken out of you.

"Untying you." He chuckles, continuing to undo all the knots while he holds you close to him.

"Yeah but.." You mumble, moving a bit so he can reach your back better. "What about you?" You ask, and he shakes his head.

"This isn't about me." He declines. "And I've had my fun, don't worry about me." He reassures, gently pulling out the rope from between your legs, making you cringe as you feel how wet you are down there. "There we go." He softly hums, running his palms over the red skin where the rope has left it's mark here and there. It doesn't hurt- though you do have to admit that your back and neck are kind of sore now. "How do you feel?" He asks, and you shrug- hissing when it stings.

"I think I pulled something, dunno.." You say, sitting up as he rolls up the rope again, setting it aside, before he helps you sit properly for a moment. "I'll go wash up.. sorry for the uhm.. sheets.." You mumble as you see the damp spot where you've sat on.

"No problem." He shakes his head, getting up as well to help you up. It's only when you enter the bathroom and Jungkook is still behind you that you suddenly question what's going to happen next. "What?" He chuckles, amused.

"Uh.. I need to.." You struggle, unsure how to tell him what you want to say. "I wanna shower?" You question almost, and he laughs.

"I know." He confirms. "And I wanna make sure you're fine." He tells you, and you look at him confused. "You might feel fine right now- but once that adrenaline goes down-" He tells you, a finger gently tapping your collarbone. "-you might not be."

But you cross your arms, stubborn as you are. "I'm fine." You tell him, and he smirks suspiciously, looking at you with his arms now crossed as well. "You said a no means no and I'm saying no right now." You huff, and he reacts at that-

though not in the way you thought he would.

Because he simply nods, uncrosses his arms, and sets some towels out for you to use. "Don't worry about running around naked, I'm not bothered." He simply snickers, before he leaves you alone, a moment of silence soon interrupted by him moving around in the living room, presumably changing the sheet over the couch. You slowly take off your pretty soiled panties, putting them in the hamper to wash before you get into the shower to clean up.

And much to your own dismay, Jungkook seems to be right, because suddenly, as the water runs over your skin and you're almost done cleaning up, you're not fine anymore.

Dark, rather upsetting thoughts suddenly grow inside your head, making you feel not shame- but something almost like regret. You should have insisted to do something for him, right? Maybe he wanted to shower with you because he felt like you were abandoning him.. just because he is a guy, doesn't mean that he's without any feelings. Did you upset him? He probably won't tell you even if he did.

A knock on the bathroom door is heard, and you're busy trying to pull yourself together, when Jungkook's still bare arm reaches out to turn off the shower, before he wraps a towel around you. Quietly he dries your hair with a towel before he leads you to your makeshift bed, now with new sheets, where you sit in silence until he returns with brush and hairdryer. Everything goes by in a blur, until you feel Jungkook's hands on your shoulders, his legs next to yours as he holds you close to himself.

You're waiting for the 'I told you so'.

But he doesn't say it.

Instead, he simply silently sleeps on the couch with you, letting you cling onto him throughout the small nap you take in the middle of the day as much as you want.

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A few hours later, when you wake up, things are.. weird. Just like you feared.

Jungkook is still sleeping heavily, right behind you with you laying on one of his outstretched arms, biceps serving as a surprisingly comfortable headrest. He smells nice, his body is warm, and he looks relaxed as he still slumbers away.

And yet, you feel odd.

He just quietly took care of you after.. what you did a few hours ago, but you don't understand why you actually felt that way. You know that it was irrational of you- nothing had happened, everything was fine, you made a decision that you felt most comfortable in. So why were you so distraught over it later?

Well, he told you that you might end up like that. You just didn't listen.

He slowly stirs behind you, waking up as he watches you already sitting on the couch, wide awake. He's careful but not overly cautious as he slowly gets up as well, simply observing for a minute or two before he decides to speak up.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, and you shrug. You're not sure. You don't know it yourself.

"I don't know." You answer because of that, because you can't give him anything than that.

"Hm, I can imagine." He hums simply, running a hand through his chaotic bedhair. "I knew you'd drop, but I also knew.. you had to experience it yourself." He shrugs, watching you with still sleepy eyes.

"Drop?" You wonder, and he nods leaning back on his hands.

"Think of it as.." he thinks for a good example, "when people go to concerts. And they end up crying afterwards. It's the same principle, at its core." He says, and only now, as you turn to face him, do you realize you're only wearing panties- just like he's only wearing his boxers, making you snatch up the blanket to cover yourself. You earn nothing but a chuckle from him. "What we did together gave you a rush. And without any aftercare, people crash down from it." He explains softly.

"So that's why.. you wanted to shower with me?" You ask. "Aftercare?" You wonder, and he nods.

"Its important. For everyone involved, not just the.. one receiving it." He offers.

"Were you.. upset?" You ask, and he shrugs his shoulders.

"A little." He honestly replies, and you're thankful for that. It only adds to your reasons to trust him.

"I'm sorry." You say, pulling the blanket a bit closer. "I didn't know."

"Now you do." He simply chuckles, a hand on your back as he gets up, and walks into the bathroom, getting some things you assume before he emerges again. He's still almost naked as he walks back to you, smiling in a friendly manner as he sets down a towel, and tells you to lay down on your stomach on it. You do as told- determined not to push him away this time.

He notices that change in your behavior almost immediately- and he can't help but feel excited about it.

You're swaying your legs a little as you watch him light a candle close by, setting it on a table for now before he leans back and watches you it seems like. You realize it's one of those he'd received in that package earlier today- and you're curious. "What're you doing with that?" You ask, chin on your arms.

"I'll.. let some of the wax drop onto your skin." He says, chuckles when you tense up. "Dont worry. They're body safe, very low melting point. I'm only using things I believe you can handle." He offers, when you feel something drop onto your back- right between your shoulder blades.

True. It's hot- but not unpleasantly so. Maybe like the warmth of a cup of tea maybe.

"After all…" he hums, one more drop under the last falling down. "…You're not only getting to know me.." he continues, voice almost.. sensual as he speaks, another two drops falling in quick sucession of one another onto your skin, straight on your spine. "…but I'm getting to know you, too." He tells you with amusement, free hand softly running over your back. "Your body is talking to me a lot more openly than you do, darling.." he purrs teasingly, and only now do you notice how dark it is in his apartment. How long did you two sleep? It must be almost nighttime by now- led lights and flame from the candle illuminating the room enough to see comfortably, while he runs his fingers over your skin, another set of drops falling down the length of your spine.

It's almost agonizing how slow this all is. Frustrating, even. But you try and stay composed, maybe that'll earn you praise?

It's only when he sets the candle aside, and starts to dig the heels of his palms into your muscles that you sigh out in pleasure, feeling how your sore neck and back relax. Of course he'd know everything about massages. Sometimes, you're convinced he knows everything.

It feels childish to think like that, but sometimes, you've caught yourself looking at Jungkook as if he's the answer to all your problems. As if he can just pick you up and whisk you off your feet, hold you close and fight all monsters like a knight in shining armor ripped straight out of cheesy romance novels. He makes you feel like that, at least. And maybe it's time to let him prove if he can be prince charming.

"There we go." He praises suddenly, hands still moving as he sits behind you, legs pulled over his thighs while he continues to push out the knots in your neck and shoulders. "Let yourself go." He mumbles to you, as if he's hypnotizing you. If he does, it's working, weirdly enough. "I'll take over from here, hm?" He asks, no, states, and you simply sigh, closing your eyes.

"Yes." Is your answer, and you can't see the way his lips twitch.

His arms push your legs closer to him, manhandles you gently to have your core right over what you assume must be his own length, barely contained in his underwear. You wonder what he looks like. You've been told you can't take much- how will he make it work? He feels strong, big- maybe too much to handle. But you want to learn, maybe there's a way. You want to take him, even if it hurts. You've never felt like that before- it had never been something.. attractive to you. But you want him to make you take it. You trust that he will, now that you think about it.

You don't even question if he will. You know he will- the anticipation lays in how.

Are you already realizing it? What you could have with him? Probably- maybe. Or maybe it's just the way his bulge feels pressed against your core that's making you dizzy in the head. Yeah. That could be it, too. The way it's hot and hard, giving you nothing but a teaser of what he's got hidden away from you. How cruel he is. You want to see him.

"So needy.." he hums, chuckles, as his hands move with the help of the oil from the candle, fingers sliding easily down your back, to find their way around your waist to hold you. "Poor thing.." he mumbles towards you, grabs a bit more harshly at your flesh as if to test, and you want to whine-

But you swallow it down, making Jungkook tilt his head a bit with a smirk.

Not quite there yet, he thinks to himself. But I've got six more days to go to make you mine.

"Tell me what you're thinking." He asks- demands, because there's no question about this sentence you notice. It makes your spine tingle, a sudden urge to please and voice out your thoughts boiling up in your throat, as you let out a breath first and foremost, and he can't help but be affected by it, length in his underwear twitching impatiently at the sight of you so lost in pleasure. Oh the things he'd love to do to you make him greedy almost, mind coming up with scenario after scenario he'd love to see you in.

How long could he edge you until you'd cry and beg for him to let you have your release? Or how often could he make you cum until your body would give up?

How far would you go to please him?

Would you let him hunt you down like nothing but prey, just to feast on you, sex all bite and scratch and nothing but primal urges needing to be satiated? Or maybe you'd rather play his pretty little pet, loyal at his feet, patiently awaiting his command?

There's so many ways he can think of to corrupt you.

And he wants to try them all.

"You-" you answer his earlier question, hiding your face in your arms as you move your hips, grinding over his crotch on the hunt for your release. He'll be easy on you today, won't tell you no, will let you have it if you so desire. "I'm.. thinking-" you stutter a bit muffled into your arms, "-of you..!" you press out, and he can't help his smile from forming as he leans back his body, pulls you a little more roughly over his groin, unable to hide his growl as you become more and more shameless, moving erratically to gain any form of friction from him.

"Good." he sighs out as an answer to you, hands grabbing at your bottom, the urge to hit the soft flesh at least once agonizing- but he controls himself, holds back, just as to not overwhelm you too much at once. Instead, he presses you down, helps the movements of your lower body, earns a whimper as payment for it, and he can't help but be affected by it as well. "The only thing you're allowed to think of is me, understood?" he tests out, and much to his delight, you nod.

"yes-!" it feels like you almost want to say something else- and he wonders what your choice would've been, but he doesn't pry. He's got enough time to find out about it soon, after all- and he can be surprisingly patient, especially when it comes to things he's passionate about.

And god, is he passionate about you.

Suddenly, he wants to know. Wants to test you, despite his earlier choice of wanting to take is soft and slow- as his hands reach out, arms hooking underneath your thighs, suddenly lifting you up, leaving you with nothing before he turns you around onto your back, hands on your hips pressing down, preventing any movement. "Please-!" you beg, and he watches in interest how you struggle against him.

"Please, what?" he asks, acting nonchalant. "What do you want?" he wonders as if he doesn't know, and you look at him like you're searching for something, or maybe you're just collecting courage. For what, he doesn't know- yet.

"Please- let me.. cum.." you try, but it's not quite right for him. You also don't seem uncomfortable with the situation- you seem more like you're holding back, like you're unsure, hesitant.

"Hm, that won't do."he shakes his head, leaning further away, though his hold on you still keeps you still. "Try again." he tells you, and you close your eyes, like you're bracing yourself.

"Please let me cum!" You repeat, though this time with a lot more confidence, and he grins at that, one of his hands taking the front of your panties into it, before he pulls it up, fabric slipping between your lower lips, already drenched in your arousal.

"Go ahead then." he tells you. "Give me a good show, yeah?" he almost sings, and you immediately move, frantically so, hips rolling in desperation as he watches, muscles in your thighs stuttering especially when he helps you assist, pushing you towards your orgasm a lot faster than you anticipated.

It leaves you gasping for air, hips stuttering as you try and catch your breath, core clenching around nothing for a good while. The moment you open your eyes you're greeted with the sight of someone more akin to a demon, a predator, Eden's sin recreated as a human person- the sweat on his skin making him look as if he's glowing, eyes sharp and pupils blown wide, one hand carefully running over your thigh while he other is on his-

oh.

Oh..

There's a clear and surprisingly big stain on his dark grey Calvin Klein's, and you turn red as you realize what that must be. It gives you an odd boost of confidence, knowing that the sigh of you had done that to him- had helped him get to this point, even if just a little. It still counts, you still take it- as he smiles, and leans down to gently kiss your cheek.

"Good girl." he praises quietly, and this time you don't mask your whimper of pleasure, this one of different nature as you bathe in the praise clearly directed at you, you, and only you.

You feel drunk.

But this time, you happily let him move you around, pick you up and carry you into the bathroom, where he helps you step out of your underwear, your state leaving no room to feel shy about your nudity in front of him it seems like. He's used to it- it's nothing new to witness, but considering it's you in this state, he's even more gentle than he would usually be in a situation like this. how can he be with anyone else after you?

He doesn't know. And for now, he won't think of that.

All he knows is that underneath the shower, and later on on the couch where you'll sleep for the entirety of the week, he's got you.

And he'll do his best to keep you at his side forever.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #bts smut #jeon jungkook x reader #bts jungkook imagine #bts jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #dom jungkook #dom!jungkook #bts jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook imagine #bts jeon jungkook imagine #bts jungkook fanfic

[softchouli]

When Katniss' third trimester collided with winter, she stopped going to the woods altogether. It was a reasonable decision advised by her mother who was now on close watch, but it didn't do any good to the intense uneasiness Katniss felt most of the time.

As much as she was trying to keep busy indoors, what seemed to placate her the best even if short-lived on some days, was Peeta's contribution to their child's bedroom.

She immediately took interest when he started to block out a variety of big green sections. Then her husband picked the comfiest armchair in the house and paired it with pillows, so she could watch for as long as she wanted, her favorite person doing their favorite thing.

On breaks Peeta would sit beside her, while she took one of his sturdy and contagiously warm hands in both of hers. Tracing and caressing the colorful smudges, hoping their child could take after him and inherit those very same hands.

As days flew by, flowers began to bloom on the gradient green that became intricate foliage, but with no onions in sight. Peeta diligently embellished all the flowers Katniss had taught him about. A wildflower garden shielded from wilting, curated with all the ones that bring hummingbirds and bees around.

Even Buttercup acquired a spot on the wall, peacefully curled up, fur in a generous rendition, surrounded by the blossoms that gave him a name. An old resilient little thing, he barely hears anymore and Katniss suspects he soon won't see too. He lays on Katniss' lap while Peeta paints, the cat's new habit consists of sleeping next to Katniss whenever he sees her close enough to do it, as if on duty to protect her belly.

Later on a ladder, Peeta moves to work on the ceiling. A lilac base starts to take form with pale pinkish clouds that meet his orange right on the corner of the wall that has a window. It looks just like the sunset's 12 displays in better weather. Like Peeta is ensuring their child's little world would still have a clear sky even in grayish times. It's so limpid that sometimes Katniss swore if she was sleepy enough the fluffy clouds would start moving lethargically.

"I can repaint when our child gets a little older and asks me for something else," Peeta told her, the day when there were no more blank parts to give life.

He knows it will take time for the baby to sleep in the room, even when the little one can finally be by their side. Katniss had long before accommodated a crib by the couple's bed, just to be sure it would fit perfectly there, and it has been the furniture's designed place ever since. However, putting the nursery together gives them a sense of a new reality. It makes them both aware of a future where everything good in their family could take a life of its own.

One night when he enters their shared bedroom, the sight of his wife on the bed greets him. She's frowning, seemingly lost in thoughts while working on soft wool, baby shoes judging by the size of the yellow piece she's holding. For months she's been doing all types of small-sized garments to occupy her mind and free time, and by now they could dress a whole town.

The moment she notices him and looks up, Peeta turns the lights off.

"What are you doing?" Tone telling him her frown it's even deeper now.

His answer comes in the form of him gently scooping her from the bed, "taking you two to see a surprise."

"Peeta I'm not looking forward to seeing the floor, turn on the lights, you're going to drop us all." She's clinging to him now, knowing well her full weight, precious baby bump included, are in utter safety in his arms. The years she was steadily taken care of in their hold could prove It.

That makes him chuckle, the rumble on his chest a feeling too familiar. She wants to stay annoyed but her body, the betrayer that it is, instantly relaxes towards his stable warmth.

"Alright, close your eyes."

"I don't know if you noticed yet…" she gestures in the air, "it's already pitch-black." She tries to state the matter-of-fact information with a brisk voice, but by the last word, her hand is back on his shoulder.

So Peeta, as best as he can, presses his forehead on hers. "My love, close your eyes please." He can feel the sigh she lets out against his face, and he's sure she can feel how that only served to amplify his grin.

"They're closed now, but I could be lying, and you wouldn't even know," she mumbled defeatedly.

The sound of his steps, so distracting for hunting, grew to be the kind of noise Katniss is most fond of in their home. The comforting signal that her husband was nearby. And said noise takes her to the faintest smell of paint. Their child's room.

"You can open them now."

There's no complete darkness when Katniss does as she was told to. Diminutive spots are carefully placed everywhere and they timidly shine, like fractionated versions of the sun that mirrors on the lake's surface.

As her eyes take in and get gradually used to it, Peeta slowly walks closer for further inspection so she can make more sense of the dots. The little bright circles have shapes, it's too delicate and detailed, he must've used one of those thin brushes to make this frizzy at the edges. And it's when it hits Katniss.

Dandelion seeds.

Dispersing as if they were being blown away by the wind, twirling in pretty, fluid patterns, going up to their child sky to take the place of stars. Forming constellations that seemed to be dancing just like the fireflies that accompany cicadas and dragonflies in the summertime.

"It's luminescent paint, it absorbs light so it can look like this when there's none," he says smiling, cheek pressed against her loose hair. "But I think it looks the brightest after getting exposed to natural light."

"Their last glimpse before falling asleep." She softly blurts out in awe, and as tears are threatening to spill over the edge; she manages to release a "thank you," right by the side of his neck, her best-loved hiding place.

"Katniss just a few more days until we can see them, my love" Peeta whispers against the crown of her head, squeezing her a little tighter, his endless effort to make her lighter.

The last thing Peeta remembers from that night is blurry, a mixture of them going back to bed, the slight dampness from the tears on the nightshirt his wife was grasping. The soft sounds of Katniss humming herself to calmness.

The first thing Peeta remembers from the next morning is clear as that first day of spring. It sent him running to bring Mrs. Everdeen. To help them finally welcome the permanent visit they couldn't wait any longer to receive.

#bread boy soon to be bread dad must look like bob ross painting ghibli scenarios #i didn't mention much but katniss' mom being close enough to spoil her with care on the last months as that baby much deserves #and i mean “baby” as in katniss btw #she's just being spoiled by everyone around tbh #also buttercup living long enough to meet their first born is THE DREAM #everlark #the hunger games #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #katniss and peeta #catching fire #mockingjay #thg #everlark fanfiction #words🩷

[thereticx]

𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗒'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾𝗌

𑑛Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x Reader

𑑛Summary: Happiness is a beautiful feeling that tingles within your body and makes you feel complete. That certain happiness comes from your boyfriend himself. So what happens when that certain happiness is stripped away from you? What happens when your boyfriend is beside you one second and gone the next?

𑑛Warnings: slight manga spoilers but nothing too specific, angst with happy ending, fluffy make out session

Author's Note: This one shot made me realise how much I love Megumi ♡

𓂅 song that I listened while writing this

✎ . .Your boyfriend was the perfect example of a caring and selfless person. He was, actually, the most beautiful human you ever laid eyes upon.

Megumi was indeed a blessing in your life. His tough exterior compressed to nothing but pure weakness when he was around you. This boy's vulnerability made you love him even more. He was a human in search of a bit of warmth in the twisted world he lives in.

And you gladly offered him that. Every day you made sure to pour all your love into the deepest kisses you could ever give him. Your lips meeting his soft ones, while he offered you his whole being. His hair would feel smooth between your fingers just like his skin.

How beautiful that was.

"You're everything to me.Truly" Megumi whispered on your lips, sinking deeper into the sheets. You laid on top of him, disappointed with the hoodie that stood between you and him. You had no shame.

Instead of giving into your sinful thoughts, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. Your tongue licked at his bottom lip to let you in and he did without hesitation.

He tasted too sweet.

"I love you,Megs" That nickname was the one you picked during your six month relationship. Judging by how his breath hitched whenever you called him by it, Megumi loved it. He loved you.

The comfort of his presence was overwhelming. You wanted to abandon this school, this city and run far away with him. You wanted him safe.

Cuddling into your boyfriend's body, with his hand on top of your hair guiding you further into the kiss that soon turned sloppy. His heart threatened to jump from his chest and offer herself to you. Not like he didn't like the idea.

Your pretty sounds pushed Megumi to act more bluntly. He slowly trailed the tips of his fingers under your shirt, massaging the heated skin underneath.

Your tongue interlocked with his, unprepared to hear the low moan that escaped his throat "Don't ever leave me, Y/N please..don't you dare"

A big smile appeared on your face as you broke the kiss just for a second "I won't in a million years" Megumi's hold on you got tighter, almost squeezing you. Poor boy couldn't help it.

"I love you too much..please" Even though you had your eyes closed you knew he tried to hold back his tears. The moment would be ruined if he allowed them to fall.

He loves you…

After all this time. He still does. Just like the first day.

A lot had happened after your heartwarming moment. The curse occupied his body and ripped Megumi away from your arms.

His sister was dead. He killed her. With his bare hands but those weren't truly his were they? He could never do that.

But she was still dead and he was still trapped. The only thing that kept him sane was the memory of you. The love that burns deep inside him.

Save me please… I want you to save me..

It was a long and painful task but you did.

Megumi's shaken up expression broke your heart into thousands of pieces. The sixteen year old that went through hell and back with his heart and mind intact.

You engulfed him in your arms so tightly he couldn't breathe properly. The warm tears slipped down your faces like nothing. Then, you kissed him so so hard to make up for all the time you were apart.

Megumi whimpered, body shaking, losing control of his feelings. He was nothing but a teenager in love "I missed you so much"

You nodded, tears clouding your line of sight "I know baby I missed you too but we're together now" His hair was a mess, sticking to his forehead and cheeks.

He smashed his lips on yours once again not planning to let go.

Not now, not ever..

"I love you"

#fanfic #x reader #anime #one shot #angst #fluff #megumi x reader #megumi angst #jujutsu kaisen megumi #megumi fic #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi fushiguro x you #jjk x y/n #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk angst #jjk imagines #jjk fluff

[ideas-4-stories]

NOOOOOOOO I LOST THE AU I WROTE FOR YOU 😭😭😭 I LITERALLY SENT IT AND TUMBLR SAID "NETWORK ERROR". L FOR THE WIFI. L. Not cool I'm literally crying I thought that AU was genius. It was a Teacher!Buggy AU with Crocomom and Dadhawk. + Shanks co-parenting Luffy with Crocodile. That note was so long I literally spent like 45 mins writing it here on your ask and it was just. Gone. Or I think it did. Why does life hate me. I'm just gonna be brief with this cuz I still think it's golden lmao. Croco and Mihawk work long hours so their kids (Luffy, Zoro, Perona) have to wait for a few hours until they're picked up by their parents. The school doesn't have school buses bc I said so (no I am not cruel it's just out of my budget /j). So Buggy takes the responsibility to keep them comfortable and entertained while they wait. Croco and Mihawk meeting this charming (and clown looking) blue-haired guy and they start courting him. Shanks gets dragged in on the courting bc of Luffy. Also he was already courting Buggy. I didn't write their process of courting I basically skipped and went,, their wedding will take part in a Goth castle. And the design are all sunshine and rainbows (literally). Sanji, Usopp, Nami, Vivi, Zoro and Luffy being in a class along with other kids. Franky, Robin, Jinbei and Brook are in higher classes. Chopper is atom. Not here in the world yet. Perona is like, 2-3yrs older than her brothers so. Yeah *awkwardly shuffles* (I love perona I swear-). Implied Zosan. Some rando: but you didn't imply shi— Me: Shhh I did. *gaslighting*. Law is also there in the classroom with lower grade strawhats. He's suffering. He only attends 3 days a week tho, he's mostly homeschooled bc of his sickness. He's homeschooled by Cora. (You can pry Law and Cora from my cold dead hands. You can separate them when I dissolve into ashes). Don't worry as he gets older his sickness is cured. Ofc he's cured by Cora. He's saved by Cora in every universe. In every AU. Every Era. Every life they will ever live. I will die on that hill– *applies the nobody dies/everyone lives tag on this AU* let my babies be happy pls. Let my man Cora live and travel the world with this emo boy (Law). Doffy isn't real, he can't hurt anyone. Ace is there. Sabo is there. Every One Piece character is out there somewhere. They're like hidden stones and you have 0.02% of finding them. I thought I was just making a Teacher!Buggy AU but then it turns into a Modern!AU for everyone. Let's gooooo. Sora divorces with Judge and remarry with Zeff so now Sanji lives with all his brothers and his sister. They get separate classrooms tho, and reiju is perona's age so she's besties with her. (I do not play by canon's rules with ages bc i live in my own world) They both tease their brothers (Sanji and Zoro) about their crushes on each other. The heart crew is there. Bepo is a dog, a very fluffy one. Kuina is alive. Kaya is there, same classroom with Usopp. I have no idea how to continue this lmao, but I do hope you find this interesting bc Buggy is 100% great with kids and probably teaches well bc he is a big nerd and makes lessons interesting. (Also, the whole reason why I wrote this instead of letting the idea slip through my mind like the others is bc the image of two goth men courting a clown looking mf was funny to me. So here we are lmao. The way I wrote this makes Shanks look like he's the person they let into their open relationship twice lol I'm so sorry 😭😭)

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

That's really sad, I really like this idea (though I see Shanks and Buggy more as siblings, but I understand the idea of Shuggy) It's fine that this became about so many people, I really like this.

Teacher!Buggy sounds so cool, you know that he's the flashiest and maybe one of the craziness of the things he'll do to get his students good things that will boost their learning. He knows that every kid might not have the same learning paths as others.

How many classes does this man teach? Who knows, too many for how much he gets paid. All teachers needs to get paid more.

I would think Jinbei and Brook being other fun teachers in the school, like Tom could be as well!

I really like this idea, and the imagine of two gothic men trying to court a clown-looking mf is really funny to me as well.

#one piece #crocodile x buggy x mihawk #buggy the clown #sir crocodile #monkey d. luffy #dracule mihawk #roronoa zoro #perona #kuina #god ussop #kaya #black leg sanji #vinsmoke siblings #vinsmoke sora #trafalgar d. water law #rosinante corazon #cat burglar nami #vivi #too many characters #ideas~4~stories says #ask

[datsleepygirl]

Hi hi Saya!! I hope you’re doing well :) this is my first time requesting from anyone so I’m a bit nervous lmao- :’) I’ve been following your blog for a little while and I loved your mornings with Zoro scenario it was so adorable 🥺 could I ask for some cuddling hcs with my boys Corazon and Koby please? I love them sm it’s kinda sad 😭 tysm! And please take your time with this, take care of yourself 💜\(//∇//)\💜

ok so I definitely took my time with this, which I am terribly sorry about :((( no worries, it's finally here. I added Law as an extra to make up for taking so long to get this done so I hope you don't mind. I'm also not familiar with the characters you've requested, so I hope Law is one of the characters you like. Thanks for requesting!

Cuddling HCs with One Piece Men

Corazon

- First of all, get the ciggies and the lighter away from him, unless you want to be roasted alive.

- This man lives for you running your hands through his blond hair, undoing the knots in them.

- Fluffy jacket on while cuddling with him is always appreciated.

- There will be moments where he's using his abilities to make sure you both have a comfortable environment to cuddle, perhaps even falling asleep.

- Moments like this are very rare since he's always working. I swear it makes Doffy jealous that his brother got someone to cuddle with.

- I believe that you, him and smol Law fell asleep on your bed with the two f you sandwiching Law. Let's just say that the both you you enjoyed it more that Law did.

- Also, remember to snatch that hat when you are hugging him, that'll make him crave cuddles more.

Koby

- Shy

- Shy.

- SHY.

- You can't tell me that this boy isn't shy while cuddling. If you don't, get help. (Bombastic side eye)

- Definitely grandpa's favourite couple.

- The only time he'd hug you in public will be when someone is either flirting with you or that person is unable to keep their hands to themselves.

- Not big on PDA, but will be when someone is treating you in a inappropriate way.

- Forehead kisses is a must, wrestle me to change my mind.

- I don't know much about him, so I'm sorry if this is short :(

Law

- Ahh, so you've wrestled him into bed. Good for you. judging by the bags under his eyes and the dark circles along with it made it hard to believe that hE wAsN't TiReD

- Melts into your touch once you've settled with him under the covers. Mf wraps his arms around you immediately and he wraps them around you tightly, best wishes to you if you need to go to the bathroom at night.

- I mean, you can, but once you get out of bed he'll be awake and will get back to work, so either let him go back to work or hold it in. Getting out of bed while this man is cuddling with you is NOT a good decision.

- On rare occasions where this dude is dead asleep, prepare to wake up covered in drool. He refuses to admit that it's his, but we all know the truth.

- Like pal, it must've been Bepo's.

- When this man is having nightmares about his past, just pull him closer to your chest and he'll cry it all out. He's stressed, but he feels safe in your arms. You bring him comfort.

- If you guys are not on the bed, you're probably cuddling in his office. You facing him while sitting on his lap with him burying his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent, his scent, to be exact.

- Shy about cuddling, but can't get enough once you manhandled him into it. Don't tease him, just hug him.

- Once you've hugged him at least four times a day for two consecutive months, dude will come looking for you and hinting that he wants cuddles without saying anything. Big sighs, rubbing his hands on his arms, you name it.

- "iT's KiNdA CoLd In HerE"

- stuff like that

- Just hug him.

- Please.

#one piece boys #one piece x reader #one piece luffy #one piece scenario #one piece headcanons #one piece zoro #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #one piece chopper #straw hat luffy #straw hats pirates #one piece strawhats #one piece sanji #vinsmoke yonji #straw hat crew #straw hats #nami swan #nico robin #one piece franky #whitebeard one piece

[yourlocalbigtittyedbitch]

Hi! Hope you having a great day, do you still taking request? If so can you do a smut Tsu'tey x Male reader (different species or Na'vi)? (if you comfortable with the smut and different species/Na'vi).

Where the male start to ignoring Tsu'tey (they are in relationship) and he find it weird because both of them always stick with one other but today got strange, Tsu'tey think the male reader having a bad day or just want to be alone.

After a few day, Tsu'tey got annoying because the reader keep ignoring him wherever he try to approach the Male but fail and don't even start with the sweet scent when the Male walks past Tsu'tey. The warrior didn't know what was wrong with his lover so he try to approach him but in different ways.

Tsu'tey follow the reader into the forest not letting the other male know. When both of them got far away, Tsu'tey watched M/n sat down the nearest tree and try to calm himself from the heat. Watching it for a while, Tsu'tey know what going on and wanted to help the reader to calming his heat down but he still mad at the M/n for not letting him know and they start "doing" it.

Until someone smell the sweet scent then saw both of them doing it, Tsu'tey isn't happy having someone saw his lover in a situation like this so he glare at them and telling them to go away.

(Having an aftercare would be nice, sorry for kinda cringe plot, there aren't many Tsu'tey x male reader and sorry for the bad grammar, English isn't my first language)

HEAT

synopsis: (Y/n)'s heat cycle has started! And was becoming distant, becomeing embarrassed and shy for feeling like this.

Note: (Boi- English is like- the number one hardest language in the world!! I don't blame you, so don't be sorry. And it isn't cringe, a lot of people post or request this stuff, and I really hope you have a good week, and im so sorry that this took forever!! I had to skim through it more than 30 times now. I hope its good enough ❤)

tìyawn - love

yawne - beloved

yawntutsyìp - darling, little loved one

Tanhi - my star

Warnings: MDNI!!, Nsfw, light choking, seasonal heat, horni thoughts, teasing, handjob, differences, (someone seeing you two fuckin' only for a little tho-) comfort and fluffy heaven in the end❤

(Y/n) was a reef Na'vi from the Metkayina clan. But he decided to travel to other clans, learning their ways. Before bidding them a farewell, untill he had met Tsu'tey. At first he was set to train this.. reef person, definitely underestimating you.

When he was teaching you to fight, you somehow managed to kick his ass. You where shocked, the young warriors where shocked, even he was shocked.

But then on, your relationship had blossomed, from enemies to freinds, then best freinds.. and then, lovers, sharing food, too gentle kisses and lingering touches, and longing stares..

You hadn't expected to fall for some smart-ass with a big ego, but you where happy. You had finally found what you where looking for,

You two always stuck together, or- well usually. You always held his hand, or your skin touching his. You liked touching him, it was comforting.

  ..But then your heat cycle had started..

                 ..Well shit.

Tsu'tey hasn't seen you when you where like this, so you where afraid of him judging you, so you avoided him. It hurt being away from him, but it was only till the heat stopped.. fuckk.. it only grew stronger day, by day. So you'd have to take more trips out into the forest to.. relieve yourself,

You loved how Tsu'tey would impress you by giving you more jewelry pieces, or hair pieces. Even some of your favorite meals, it always made your heart jump for joy! but.. you had to change the topic and/or excuse yourself. Afraid he might find out, a part of you wanted him to find out and punish you, or tease you till you begged for him.

Damnit. You had to stop thinking about these stupid thoughts!.. but damn, you really craved his gentle touch,

And fuck! You hoped he didn't smell your heat, or you'd definitely be fucked.

So this time, you wouldn't give into the heat this time, so you had walked into the forest. Taking your sweet time to get far enough, so most likely no one would bother you. Ohh you where so wrong..

You hadn't noticed the familiar figure following you,

Sitting down under a nearby tree. You had sat down on your legs, with them spread apart and had leand your upper body against the trunk of the tree.. tail smacking the ground, as your flustered expression occasionally scrunches up in a uncomfortable expression. You tried to take slow deep breaths, exhaling with a shaky breath. Your eyes where closed, so you didn't see or hear him walking up to you, he was right in front of you, thats when it really clicked,

  

         You.       

                  Where.

                                In.

                                      Heat.

His eyes narrowed, "so. This is why you've been avoiding me?" His rough voice spoke. You jolted, and let out an unexpected yelp. Widened eyes stared at his golden ones, "I-I'm so sorry! You've never seen me like this.. I-.. I was afraid you'd be disgusted.." you looked down at the grass, your ears lowering, in a sad manner. He was angry at you, but he couldn't help but feel bad, letting out a huff. It felt like someone was pulling out his heart, so.. he knelt down, his fingers hooking under your chin and lifting it up. Making you look at him "my tìyawn.." he started "I will never be disgusted in something thats natural.. so do not fret my yawne.." he leaned closer, and naturally you did as well.. his lips capturing yours, the hand under your chin moved behind your neck, grabbing it roughly. You let out a soft moan, moving your hands onto his chest. You where smaller than a avrage Na'vi. Even for your species, so why was it even more of a turn on when he easily loomed over your small body, even though your torso and arms where bigger. You where still so small. He moved closer, as his other hand snaked around your waist. Pulling you into him. Your crotch making contact with his skin, it made you flinch and mewl softly, you wanted him so badly.. feeling the length of your girth slowly creep out, causing you to become even more flustered. Pulling away you gasped softly for that sweet air. And so did he, fuck.. he was so hot when he looked down at you. A smirk crossing his lips as he saw your expression, you quickly looked away attempting to hide your face, but little did you know, you fucked up-

He moved both hands onto your hips before lifting you up, and slamming you up against the trunk. His body was against yours, his hips aggressively rutting up against yours, making you attempt to buck your hips into his. From the sudden friction, moans escaping your parted lips. Your legs wrapping around his hips, "Tsu'tey.. T-Tes'tey" you whimpered out, "please.. ruin me, my love" you moaned softly throwing your head back. He didn't need you to ask twice before using one of his hands to rip off your loincloth, and his. Your length was normal size to you, but when you saw his, it was much bigger than yours, no matter how meny times you've seen his length, it always shocked you, and he was big enough that when he pushed it inside of your hole, it would always have that burning feeling.. and you loved it,

You where already leaking precum. Tsu'tey just chuckled in amusement, "so needy.." he whispered in your ear "what a needy little boy you are tìyawn," his teasing words only made it worse. Only whimpering in response, you flinched at the sudden contact of his hand wrapping around your girth, a sharp gasp escaped your lips, moving a hand onto his as the other rested on his shoulder. Watching him painfuly slowly move his roughed hand up.. then down, while peppering kisses in hickeys at the exposed skin on your neck and shoulders. You shuddered in moaned softly as he continued his assault, "you taste so sweet yawntutsyìp.." he cooed softly against the shell of your ear. His length grinding against your inner thigh, as he continues to tease you. "Please! Please.. Tsu'tey.. I need you!" You whined, throwing your head back as you close your eyes tightly. His ego only grew as you begged for him, you always became undone just by a few touches from him. Angling his hips, you felt his tip poke and prod against your hole. Before slowly pushing into you. You moaned softly, your chest rising in falling at a steady pace as he started to ease more of himself into you. You moved your hand from his shoulder, covering your mouth with it to muffle some of the more loud moans that threatened to escape your lips. Leaning your head against his shoulder, he suddenly snapped his hips up against yours. A loud mewl escaped your lips, moving your other hand around his neck. Nails beginning to dig into his skin, your girth twitched in throbbed. Moving both of his hands tightly on your hips, before almost pulling out all the way, just to slam them against your hips at a rough pace, he groaned in grunted in your ear as you couldn't help but mewl out in pleasure, it was music to his ears. Your cock was rubbing up against his stomach. And fuck it felt so amazing, moving your hand away from your mouth as you gripped onto his forarm. Bitting down on his collar bone, which earned a small moan from Tsu'tey. And it just egged him on to be more rough with you, pressing you up against the trunk again as he pressed his body into yours. The wood scratching against your baby blue skin. His nails digging into your ass, "so good for me.. Tanhi" he purred out as he picked up the pace, his girth grinded against that one part that always made you come undone before him. You felt that familiar coil building up inside of you, as he began to pick up speed,

Fuckk.. you where so drunk on his cock, whimpering and moaning, moving your head against the tree again as he continued to thrust into you, you felt his braids brush against your warm skin. His hot breath brushed against you.. it sent chills down your spine "mmh! T-Tsu'tey.. I- please! D-Dont stop.."you rasped out as his sharp teeth nipped at your bare skin. You where too distracted to hear a set of footsteps starting to approach, but Tsu'tey noticed, he had easily caged your smaller form under him, as his eyes darted twords a young warrior. They had smelled something sweet, but wasn't expecting to see Tsu'tey and you. His ears pinned back as he let out a low growl.. he had slowed down with his thrusting, you whimpered an squirmed in response.. your eyes had closed from the intense pleasure, the young warrior quickly turned away and ran off. He huffed in annoyance, he'll deal with them later.. looking back down at you, he hummed softly before capturing your lips with his, you whined into the heated kiss. As he leaned back, braking the kiss. He picked up the pace again. Knees digging into the dirt and moss as he pushed you up against the tree more, as the bark dug more into your skin, making red beads swell "so needy.. what a mess." He muttered, has he huffed in groaned from how tight you where that coil in you grew closer "a-ah.. I'm close.. d-don't stop..!" He only picked up his brutal pace, "cum for me my  tìyawn" he nipped at your ear. Suddenly Jerking back as you arched your back. That coil inside of you snapped as you dug your nails into his back. Your cock pulsated as you grinded against him, ropes of cum shooting out of your tip. Moaning loudly, as he rolled his hips against you, letting you ride out your high, growling as he harshly thrusted his hips into yours at a brutal pace again, trying to catch his own release. Groaning in grunting in your ear, as you started to go limp in his arms. His climax had approached quickly before stuffing his seed inside of you.

    

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He gently dabbed the wet rag against your back you hummed softly, you where in his lap, his tail rested ontop of yours, as a quiet purr erupted from your body as his lips gently press against your cheek. "I'm sorry my tìyawn.. I didn't mean to make you bleed" he murmured softly, as a pinch of guilt started to form. "My love, do not fret. It doesn't hurt anymore!" You chimed with that sweet smile pulling at your lips when you look up at him, he leaned close to you before gently pecking your lips.

#tsu'tey x male reader #tsu'tey x y/n #tsu'tey x you #tsu'tey x reader #tsu'tey #tsu'tey smut #tsu’tey

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Ease Her Struggles

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𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: eddie munson x fem!reader

𝑠𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: depressed writer needing comfort cute moments between teen mom!reader and eddie

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: fluffy to the maxxxxx, mom!reader, no real mentions of past anything so its open to interpretation, teen mom struggles

𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 1.7k

𝑎𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠: wrote this in an hour bc i had inspiration... yay me 😌 not at all edited 💀

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Y/n frowned, closing her locker, securing the lock on it before walking into the cafeteria, books tight to her chest. She sat, back against the wall, feet planted on the floor with her knees curled up to her chest. She took out a granola bar from her pocket, taking a small bite as she looked at all the other students. Her messy mom hair, ratty jeans, and heavy bags under her eyes showing her struggles. She looked at the floor, sighing to herself.

Eddie stood on the table, mocking the jocks as per usual, when he caught sight of a girl sitting at a far corner of the cafeteria, away from everyone else. His smile faded as he took in her appearance, his face morphing into that of pity. He jumped down from the table, stalking toward the girl as though she were a small puppy.

She didn't seem to notice him, her eyes trained to the floor, head seemingly up in the clouds. Eddie sat beside her quietly, keeping his lips shut as he tried to keep still. His leg started bouncing after a moment and he looked to the girl to find her already looking at him with confused eyes. "Do you need something?" Her voice was more tired than her appearance. The mere thought made Eddie wince as his heart cracked a bit for this girl.

He looked down at her granola bar, reaching into his deep pocket to take out a sandwich his uncle Wayne had left on the counter for him. Wordlessly, he split the sandwich in two uneven pieces, offering her the larger one. She looked down at his hand, looking back up at his eyes, feeling at ease with the reassuring smile on his face.

She took it cautiously, taking a small bite from it. She practically groaned out in satisfaction as she took another bite, humming out a thanks. Eddie smiled at her, his crooked teeth on display as he watched her happily eat the sandwich.

She finished her half in a few bites, wiping her still-full mouth as she smiled bashfully at the long-haired boy. "Thank you." Eddie shrugged, still smiling. Y/n cleared her throat, holding out her hand. "I'm Y/n." Eddie shook her hand happily. "Eddie. You new here?" Y/n shook her head and Eddie frowned, wondering how he could've missed such a beautiful sight. "Just got back to retake senior year. Had to take almost all of last year off for... personal reasons." She hummed out smiling down at her feet. "Thanks again for the sandwich." Eddie shrugged again. "It's really not a big deal. Plus, you seem like you needed a pick-me-up." He winked, laughing playfully at the flustered expression on her face.

"What about you?" Y/n questioned, leaving Eddie confusedly blinking at her. "Are you new?" She clarified, laughing at the way Eddie's mouth opened in an 'o' shape. "Nope, failed a few classes, had to retake them. And before you judge, I swear those teachers have it out for me." He raised his hands in surrender. "I wasn't judging. We all learn at a different pace. Plus, that kinda makes us one in the same, don't ya think?" She grinned at him, making his smile grow. "Yeah... one in the same."

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Y/n fumbled with her keys at the door to her trailer, attempting to open it with a bag on one hip and a purse hanging from her forearm. A van pulled up across the small dirt road of the trailer park and Y/n sped up, attempting to get inside without attracting attention from whoever was in the van.

His long hair flowed as he jumped out of the parked van, shutting it with a slam as he turned toward her, walking closer to get a better look in the darkness of the night. "Y/n?" He spoke, walking even closer. "Y/n, is that you?" Y/n turned, shoulders dropping tension at the sight of the metal head. He walked up the few steps to stand in front of her. "Hey." He smiled. "I didn't know you lived here." Y/n shrugged, looking down at the keys in her hand. "My parents kicked me out, this was the most adorable option." Eddie shook his head at her embarrassment. "Hey, I wasn't making fun of you. I live right over there." He pointed to the identical trailer.

He turned back to Y/n, looking her up and down. "You work at Benny's?" Y/n nodded slowly, realization crossing her face once she remembered her outfit. Eddie hummed, looking down at her keys. "I could help if you want." He nodded to her hand and Y/n looked up at him. "You sure?" He nodded, a smile on his face. She handed him the keys, holding up the right one as she watched him open the door. She sighed when she walked inside, kicking toys out of the way as she took off her shoes. She walked into the small kitchen, setting down the groceries, reading the note on the counter.

"Had to head home before my mom killed me, sorry!! Cynthia's asleep and fed

- Kat"

Y/n closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she rubbed her temple, nearly forgetting Eddie was there. "I'm sorry, I've been rude. Can I get you something to drink? We have orange juice, milk, and water." Eddie cleared his throat, looking down at the toys by him feet and Y/n's eyes widened. "Oh, shit, sorry. Didn't think there'd be company, didn't have time to tell Kat to pick up the toys before she left." She mumbled, bending down to pick them up herself.

"You got a younger sibling?" Eddie asked as he held her arm, stopping her from picking up the toys. Y/n shook her head, chuckling nervously. "A kid." She whispered. Eddie's eyes widened now as he coughed slightly, eyebrows raised under his bangs. "Oh." Y/n dropped the subject, kicking the toys by her feet into the living area. "You can sit if you like, just gotta empty these bags." "Oh, I'll help!" Eddie chirped as he tied his hair back into a messy bun with the hair tie on his wrist. Y/n's face grew hot as she felt insanely flustered by such a minuscule thing. Eddie smiled at her cuteness, taking the bag from her hand. "You go wash up, I'll empty this."

Y/n walked into her room as quietly as possible, smiling to herself as she thought about how adorable his bun was. She took out her pajamas, walking out of the room with as little noise as possible as she made her way to the bathroom.

She took a quick shower while Eddie worked. Shock filled her face as she saw he was done when she got out., already seated on the couch, holding up two VHS tapes. "Which one? Grease or Carrie?" Y/n smiled, taking in the moment, watching as he explained the pros and cons of each with a wide grin.

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Y/n called Eddie with huff, grumbling into the phone. "Help." Eddie didn't have time to respond before the phone hang up and he sighed, walking over, hands stuffed in his pockets. He opened the door just a crack, closing it quickly as a toy was thrown his way. Y/n stood on a chair, holding a lid to a pot, hiding behind it. "She's been like this for an hour." She mumbled, pointing to the crying child on the floor, whining and throwing toys every which way. Eddie held up a finger, closing the door quickly and running back to his trailer.

He came back moments later, a guitar in hand. He strummed the acoustic lightly, a soothing melody emitting from the wood. Y/n sighed out in exhaustion as Cynthia calmed down, looking at Eddie with bright eyes. "Oh my god, I love you so much right now I could kiss you." She whispered out, rubbing her temple. Eddie chuckled, looking down at his guitar, hair covering his blushing face.

He sang softly, whispering out the words as the little girl's eyes fluttered shut slowly. Y/n stood up, wrapping her arms around his figure when the child was asleep, placing his guitar on the floor gently as she nestled into his chest. "Thank you." Eddie leaned down to kiss her head, smiling as he felt her squeeze him tighter.

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Y/n groaned out, just about ready to snap her book in two as she had done to numerous pencils. Eddie walked in the library moments later, two warm coffees, a kids hot chocolate, and a pastry in hand. He set them down, motioning with his head toward a bay window, pitter pattering with the drops of rain. Cynthia came running down the halls, rushing to wrap her arms around Eddie's leg in hello.

"Well hey there, little princess." He whispered, patting her small head as she grinned up at him, the grin reminding him of Y/n. He picked up the hot chocolate, crouching down to hand it to the little girl, watching as her tiny hands wrapped around the cup. She took a small sip, giggling with glee as she ran back to the kids section, picking up her book again.

"C'mon, queeny, you need a break and I need some alone time, just the two of us." Y/n rolled her eyes, leaving the open book on the table as well as her work and bag as she stood, taking one of the coffees and the pastry before walking to the window. She sat quietly, waiting for Eddie to sit beside her as she watched the rain fall, smiling at the drops racing to the bottom. Eddie walked next to her, kissing her temple as he sat down beside her, sipping his drink happily. Y/n looked at him with a warm smile, looking down at her pastry, then back up at him.

She carefully ripped two uneven halves, offering the larger one to Eddie with kind eyes. He smiled, a faint blush covering his cheeks. He took the pastry, taking a small bite as he smiled at her, eyes flickering down to her lips. He thought silently for a moment, looking out the window as he came up with his next actions, only to get cut off by the feeling of lips on his. His eyes widened as he froze in shock, slowly easing into it as his arms wrapped around her waist gently. He smiled into the kiss, bringing one hand to hold her fade as he deepened the kiss. Her mouth tasted of the sweet pastry and the bitter coffee, creating a warm, inviting environment for his love. Eddie broke the kiss, pressing a few chaste pecks to her lips before pulling back completely, resting his forehead against hers.

#boredbeeswrite #eddie munson x bee #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x mom!reader #mom!reader #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fic #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x bee #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn x y/n #joseph quinn x fem!reader #joseph quinn x mom!reader #joseph quinn fanfiction #joseph quinn fic

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Can you do Gojo x male reader who only sleeps in his draws? Nsfw crack fic pleaseee

I'm so sorry this took so long, I started it then had to leave for an emergency and forgot it was in my drafts...I'm awful.

Warnings: Smut, mostly fluffy smut. Mutual pining.

There is an infinity between him and the world.

The heir to the Six eyes sits guarded behind his own power, quite literally untouchable...most of the time.

All (Y/N) has to do is flash that grin and and lick his lips for the world's most powerful sorcerer to turn to putty in his hands; but it's always been this way, ever since they were kids.

(Y/N) comes from good blood, their families had threw them together soon after middle school age for shits and giggles, or perhaps so Satoru would find an interest in (Y/N)'s younger sister.

Their mistake, the blindfolded menace fell for the son, not the daughter.

They've been flirting since their teens, the older they get the more the sexual tension grew unbearable.

Both know that they're one quiet day and an offhanded invitation away from fucking each other blind on any available surface and...today is a quiet day.

It's a Tuesday, not a Monday, which everyone hates, nor is it part of the WTF at the end of the week. It's as unremarkable as days of the week can get.

It's also, seven in the morning when Satoru lets himself into his friend's home.

(Y/N) hasn't been a morning person since he was three, Satoru would know, so he's not too surprised not to see him in the living room when he walks in.

'Ooooh Dumb-Dumb?! Rise and shine sleeping beauty!' He sings throughout the house. His neighbours don't know how lucky they are that the walls are detached and (Y/N) had them sound proofed when they built the place.

Satoru mooches slowly through the living room, casually eyeing the framed picture on the chest of drawers. Most of them are of classmates, teachers, colleagues, not a one is of parents, siblings, family.

His eyes catch on the same picture he always does. He and (Y/N) dressed to the nine in three piece suits, (Y/N) with his blazer draped over his arm and his hand on his hip, cutting a hell of a figure.

The sight of it still makes his mouth water.

'Dude, will you drop the damn insults as nicknames?'

Satoru rolled his eyes, readjusting his glasses as he turned, the witty comeback dying on his tongue the moment he saw his crush, dressed in nothing but his underwear, skin on full display, hair dishevelled in that perfect "I woke up this way" style.

(Y/N) dragged a hand through his hair, and watched those ethereal eyes follow his every move, dragging down his body to his crotch, and smirked.

'Tut tut, my eyes are up here, Toru.'

Satoru licked his lips, and smirked, eyes still very much down. 'Oh, I know.'

The tension was so thick it was suffocating, and (Y/N) took a single step back. 'I'm goin' back to bed. You comin'?'

'Bein' awful blunt today aren't ya? You'll make me blush!'

(Y/N) rolled his eyes. 'Judging by the tent in your pants, I've made you do a little more than blush. But if that's all you want me to do, then I'll see you at lunch.'

The second he turned around, he heard the pad of leather oxfords against carpet, hurrying after him with none of his usual swagger.

The second they passed the bedroom threshold, Satoru was on him, lips on his, feeding him his happy little groan as his whole body sank against (Y/N)'s in a voiceless declaration of finally!

The infinity was long gone, not a slip of paper could slide between them as (Y/N) swiftly rid him of his clothes.

The moment he was bare, Satoru pressed himself hungrily onto him, big hands pawing and smooth skin, eagerly learning every inch of him by touch.

'If I'd known you slept in the nude, I'd have given you a wakeup call sooner.'

'That right?' With the heart stopping smirk Satoru's learned to love, (Y/N) pushed him back on the bed, biting his lip as the world's strongest sorcerer gave way without resistance. 'I'll show you a wakeup call, smartass.'

#gojo x male reader #smut #implied smut #jjk smut #gojo smut #friends to lovers #male x male #m4m

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Evie's OC Nursery

... aka a list of all the OCs I haven't introduced or fully fleshed out yet. Feel free to bully me into fleshing one of them out if you feel like it.

Included in this list are OCs for...

The Legend of Zelda

Splatoon

Lord of the Rings

One Piece (shocking, I know...)

Encanto

The Barbie movie

Disney's Alice in Wonderland / Descendants

Undertale

More Descendants (curse you, Dolly)

Also, revamps/AU versions of...

Jelena (Die Drei ??? / The Three Investigators)

Vicky (Hogan's Heroes)

Evelynn (Vocalization)

Celine (Who Killed Markiplier / Markiplier Egos)

You can find all the avatar makers etc. I used at azaleasdolls.com - pictures that are not meikers were made by me :)

The Guardian of the Deku Tree (The Legend of Zelda Series)

I came up with her when Tears of the Kingdom came out. Because of the whole time travel scheme in the game, I felt like creating an OC that would be there across all time to connect Zelda in the past and Link in the present. A timeless creature, if you will. Also, I fell in love with the concept of the Zonai. She isn't really a Zonai, but still. I then got obsessed with a YouTuber who was playing an Ocarina of Time randomizer, and so I got the idea of making her the Guardian/Sage/Spirit of the Deku Tree, because the Deku Tree is pretty much one of the most eternal things in the series. And also... Wood elves and dryads my beloveds...

The Weapons and Intel Expert of the New Squidbeak Splatoon (Splatoon Series)

This is just my love for Octolings and Splatoon in general and my obsession with Splatoon 3 combined. I freaking love the music, too, my gosh... She's there from the very start in Splatoon 1 because I have a very special connection with the first game. I know it doesn't full make sense but I believe in the principles of Shrödinger's Canon. In Splatoon 2 she definitely uses dualies, but in Splatoon 1 it's still a modified octoshot.

The True Halfling (The Lord of the Rings)

Half hobbit, half elf, this is a true halfling. With her being half elf, she got the choice of immortality and she chose to be immortal. She spends her days travelling and learning about different cultures, specifically their songs and music. Legend has it that she's the last creature still alive who can harness the magic of old.

The Feral Lynx (One Piece)

He actually has a name! His name is Lux Jirou! While he's still with the Black Cat Pirates, he goes by his first name Jirou, but once he deserts from them, he goes by his last name Lux. My boy has a very funky lynx devil fruit that lets him do cartoon logic style things because One Piece is One Piece and, judging by the one canon lynx in the series and other animal devil fruits, Oda couldn't care less about biological accuracy, so... Funky lynx boi. In the live action, he's Kaya's bodyguard and, one time when Klahadore finds Kaya crying to fluffy big cat Jirou, Kaya lies and says that this his her pet lynx named... Bowie! Yes, this is a David Bowie reference. Also, he's a Zoro ship. And he joins the Heart Pirates later :)

The Lonely Daughter (Encanto)

Behold! It's Bruno's daughter. You probably already know what that entails, she develops some issues after her father leaves. Her name is Soledad which means "loneliness" but Pepa thought that name was cruel after Bruno left, so everyone calls her Soles now, which means "suns". Wanna know what her power is? Water. With a hint of clairvoyance/scrying. But we don't talk about that :)

This Barbie is...

still in development. Brought to you by me feeling bad for Ken. Someone get this man a girlfriend because he's a lonely boi. I am someone, I am getting him a girlfriend. Tis her. This picture isn't actually from Azaleasdolls but a picrew that you can find here.

The Princess of Hearts (Disney's Alice in Wonderland / Descendants)

What can I say - I love the animated Alice in Wonderland a normal amount. I created her for a Roleplay like, I dunno, six years ago? Over six years? She's the daughter of the Queen of Hearts and her King and she's a Wonderland citizen through and through. Delightfully whacky and fun but also a little creepy. And she loves her tea, spends a lot of time with the Mad Hatter and his friends at his tea party. I tried to import her to the Descendants universe once or twice but I just never found a faceclaim that fit. Her name was originally Alice, but I don't know if the Queen would really call her daughter Alice or if she even knows the name of the girl who caused a ruckus at her court, and also that doesn't fit the Descendants naming scheme :)

The Botanic Monster (Undertale)

Well, I had a hyperfixation on Undertale when I was young. Like. Really young. And I kinda got hit in the feels about it again. Sans ship, probably. Dryad-adjacent thingy. Lives in Snowdin and is constantly cold. That's it for now. Look at my girl :) Well, my first draft of her anyway. Kinda feeling like making her anthro because what else is new. We create cat girls here sir. Dryad/cat hybrid? Maybe some sort of panther or other tree-adjacent cat?

The Cheshire Kitty (Disney's Descendants)

Curse you, Dolly, why did you have to enable me? So yeah, Cheshire Cat's daughter. Queen of Hearts' daughter's bestie, maybe? Absolute menace. This is also a picrew, you can find it here!

Redux/AU: Jelena, the Auxiliary Detective

The bitch is back. The original bitch. Bitch here being short for boss bitch because that's what she is. What if Jelena were a default part of the Investigators? She and Justus would constantly bicker and I am here for it. Is she an OC? No. Has she gained the title of honorary OC? Absolutely. What a queen.

AU: Vicky, the Resistance Spy

What if Vicky's mum and dad had gotten divorced and her mother had taken her back to Germany? What if Vicky had grown up there, never joined the WAAF and never joined the SOE. And what if she met Newkirk on a night out in Hammelburg, accidentally stumbling into the Heroes' organization and putting her life as a civilian on the line for the love of her life, for as much as he lied to her?

Redux/AU: Evelynn, the Not-So-Human Singer

First concept for Evelynn's non-human form! She obviously wouldn't walk around like this in day-to-day life, but in the magic-ish realm, this is what she looks like. She's a fairy! Picrew can be found here!

Redux/AU: Celine, the Glitch in the System

After watching Who Killed Markiplier, in my YouTube-obsessed mindset, I thought to myself: "Hey, what if Celine had been dragged into Mark's mind along with Darkiplier?" And so, Ego!Celine was born. I don't really know how I'm gonna redo her but I wanna redo her. Or at the very least I wanna revive her.

So, that's it for now! This list is probably gonna get longer, honestly...

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Taglist: @starcrossedjedis @oneirataxia-girl @daughter-of-melpomene - let me know if you’d like to be added or removed!

#oc concept #loz oc #the legend of zelda oc #splatoon oc #one piece oc #opla oc #oc: lux jirou #encanto oc #oc: soledad madrigal #barbie oc #descendants oc #undertale oc #oc: jelena charkova #hogan's heroes oc #oc: vicky brandt #oc: evelynn carter

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Requesting Rules

Just things I'm comfortable or uncomfortable writing:

Uncomfortable with (topics):

Incest / incest play (I include ASL brothers together)

Non-con / rape / coercing / manipulating reader into sex/ dub-con (CNC depends on the request. Consent is huge for me)

Scat / piss play

Pregnancy sexual situations (I'll do fluffy headcanons of x reader when pregnant, and breeding kinks)

ignoring safewords

dystopian au (nothing against it personally, just not my thing)

yandere

Manipulative character pairings (like purposely manipulative psychos in a relationship)

BIG age gaps (e.g. Garp x reader in 20's)

Father figures x characters

Comfortable with:

Smut (except for the stuff listed above) including multiple person scenarios, M/M!reader, F/F!reader, BDSM

Fluff

Miscommunication / jealousy

Tropes (you can pry the one bed trope and the "creepy guy won't leave _ alone so _ helps" trope from my cold, dead hands)

other au's (yesss gimme a challenge, let my imagination go wild)

Angst (either between characters or if reader/character is suffering mentally)

Angst and fluff

Fluff and smut (my FAVE)

Humor (I'll try, okay? I think I'm HILARIOUS but some other people don't)

Holiday centric pieces (I am pagan, but am familiar with Christian holidays and comfortable writing about it. I would love to write about introducing characters to pagan holidays :). Also like Valentines day, St. Patricks, etc.)

Dialogue prompts

Action/fight scenes

Uncomfortable with (Characters/pairings):

Crocodile

Doflamingo and his family (EXCEPT Corazon<3)

Ceasar

Gecko Moria

Blackbeard

Marine admirals/Garp (all but specified marines below)

Most of the supernova (EXCEPT. Kid, Luffy, Law)

Kaido

Yamato (just haven’t met him yet)

Vinsmoke Judge

Gol D Roger (haven’t met him much yet)

OC's

Comfortable with (Characters)

For anything (Including smut)

Strawhats:

Monster Trio (foursome, threesome, or single pairings x reader)

Nami

Robin

Usopp

Marines:

Koby

Smoker

Others:

Kid

Law

Corazon

Killer

Mihawk

Ace

Marco

Sabo

Katakuri

Reiju Vinsmoke

Ichiji, niji, yonji vinsmoke (pure smut only)

Rayleigh

Fluff only (includes romantic fluff unless stared otherwise)

Straw hats:

Franky

Jinbe

Chopper (NO ROMANCE SCENARIOS)

Brook

Marines:

Garp (same ish age romance scenarios only)

Others:

Any of the mink tribe (including Bepo)

Boa Hancock

Any characters that are not in this list you can ask about, even when my requests are closed :)

Note: I always try to write my pieces to where the reader is described as vaguely as possible to reach the widest audience. Chubby? Amazing, and easy to imagine (stronk anime men). Black? Yes please, and no description of skin color (why I always use ‘heat’ or 'flush’ instead of 'turning red’). Small titties on a fem reader? Love it, and the size isn’t described. The only thing that might not be applicable is that I have characters touching your hair, which doesn’t apply to my badass bald bitches or to anyone who covers their hair as part of their religion. HOWEVER if people want, I can change/remove those parts for any fics they request or add any traits.

#one piece fanfiction #one piece x reader #one piece fluff #one piece requests #one piece smut #one piece reader insert #one piece character pairings #one piece #request rules #rules #requesting rules

[mariamariquinha]

Bossa Nova (Benny ‘Borracho’ Magalon x f!reader) - Prologue

One

Summary: You got divorced. Happy New Year. 

Word count: 897 (almost a teaser)

Warnings: This piece has a lot of talks about male genitalia (you’ll get it), divorce talks, everyone here have a dirty mouth (which can be self indulgent, I’m trying to not curse that much) and Nick O’Brien. 

Author’s Note: I opened my Google Docs, stared at it for like five minutes and then I’ve wrote this. This story will have a masterlist, don’t worry. This will also have discussions about a lot of adult things so... Yeah, if you’re looking for a fluffy thing, sorry. 

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Join my taglist! Don’t forget to reblog, comment and like! As always, I would love to know what you’re all thinking! ❤

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The table was neat - the most clean table you’ve ever seen, you could tell. Lavigne, because he soon turned into Theodore again, sat there with nothing more than a numb expression, and maybe (just maybe) you’ve spent enough time crying over the end of the relationship to give him any other reaction than indifference.

It was over, you thought, not daring to shake hands with him after the judge officially defined the divorce, just… There was a tap on your shoulder, you could tell for sure, from your brother (because it was the closest he would get to show affection).

“Where are you going now?” Your brother asked, watching you pull your sunglasses on nonchalantly in front of the building.

“I've had my chance to burn the things he gave me, I've drunk every bottle of wine in my house... I still need to test the options.”

You both smiled.

“You should try going out, you know, enjoying what youth you have left.”

“Navel piercing or butt tattoo?”

“Sounds like a very well thought out answer.”

“Oh, it was.” You adjusted the strap of your bag on your shoulder. “I did a list. These two are the first ones, closer to skinny dipping on the Spring Break with some hot people from Florida.”

“Did you only think about doing the things your ex husband likes after the divorce?”

Before you could answer him with another sarcastic comment, you saw Thedore leaving the building with his lawyer, all stiff and serious. He gave you a look, then gazed at your brother, probably thinking to himself that he should work on an investigation about someone’s family before starting a relationship, especially a marriage.

“Looks like your weekend fishing will need to be rescheduled now.”

“I can always go to your apartment and fish in your aquarium as compensation for that sacrifice.” He teased.

“Don't you dare touch Kojak.” You jokingly shoved his arm, even as you doubted your brother's ability to provide a fishing rod just for the pleasure of proving a point.

And to think it was the closer you’ve got from having a better relationship with him was kinda sad. That glimpse of protection, naturally reflected from the way he fought for a fair arrangement, would be just a distant memory - one he would likely count as a professional win and nothing more.

Still, you gave yourself the small pleasure to feel welcome, even if for a moment, or the illusion of thinking that he really decided to do you a favor for more than the family’s reputation during Thanksgiving. It was like a plot hatched to avenge Theodore, who was now staring at the two of you from a distance as he climbed into his car.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket. Looking at the name on the screen, you sighed, and your brother peeked without discretion to the device.

“Now I understand why you like working with these guys.” There was a sarcastic tone on his voice, as always. “Big Nick really does look like a drunk detective with a small dick from the 80s.”

“I never stopped to think about the dick size of the guys I work with.”

“And apparently none of your love partners either.” You stared at him with a frown, confused between answering the call and asking why the hell he would even know this type of thing about Theodore. He shrugged. “I just know.”

“Good to know you have a sixth sense for the male anatomy. Put it on your resume.” And then you answered, sighing a small ‘hello’ to show your annoyance at the way he simply smiled.

“That's the kind of thing you could use now that you’re single. Start documenting California's male resources and do a doctoral thesis.”

“I wouldn't try to compete with your cock-sucking experience.”

“Am I interrupting something?”

Nick had a concerned tone on his voice when you listened to him talk on the other end of the line. Fuck, you closed your eyes for a second, just imagining how many jokes he would do from that moment on.

“No, I… I was talking to my brother.”

“I can call later. It sounded important.”

“You’ll never forget it now, will you?” Nick laughed at you.

“It's only surprising that you have that kind of word in your repertoire.”

“And I'm sure you don't want to be the target of most of them.”

“Oh no, no. Well, now that you’re officially single and all, maybe we could work on dinner just to be sure.”

“Did you really call me just to make a shit-up call like that?” Your brother raised his eyebrows by your side, to which you retributed with a punch on his torso.

“I didn't even need to make the invitation formally, how interesting.”

“Nick.” You groaned with almost zero patience to the joke.

“It’s work, okay? Important one.” A pause. “Think you can get to a crime scene in... Fifteen?"

“Gimme twenty. If I know you well, you'll take me across town.”

“I’ll text the address.”

The phone call ended up like that and your brother was looking at you with a puzzled expression when you waited for the message notification.

“Is it serious?”

“Kinda of,” You mumbled, hiding from him the eggplant emoji with a question mark accompanying the address. “Maybe there’s a lot of men in my life, though.”

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Taglist

@sexuallover 

@paintlavillered​

#benny magalon x reader #benny borracho magalon #benny borracho magalon x reader #den of thieves #den of thieves fic #maurice compte

[oswaldsleftbicep]

Hi! I'm a big fan of your account, and I think you are really underrated. Tbh, you're the only reason why I keep tumblr, so I always look forward to your post! Anyways, this is my submission for the NH matchup.

Hobbies: art (drawing and painting), writing, reading, cooking, and playing otome games. But I think most people would associate me with art. I also like to listen to YouTube videos or podcasts when making art or playing games.

My MBTI is INFJ and my enneagram wing is type 6. I'm generally a shy and introverted person, but I can also be talkative when I am comfortable.

Likes: Cats, call ducks, milk boba tea, big fluffy clouds and blue skies but also cool rainy weather, giving gifts, and my favorite colour is purple 💜

Dislikes: Thunder and lightning, hot weather, and not having enough time to indulge in my hobbies

Thanks! Hope you have a nice day 💖

askjalksjkf you're so kind

i ship you with....

Lucas!

❧ i'm gonna start with the mbti thing; it was kinda tricky cuz i had to figure out what each of the boys' mtbi's would be and i determined that lucas would likely be an enfp, although i'd say he's more ambiverted than extroverted. infj and enfp is a very solid match apparently, idk i don't know much about mbti lol

❧ lucas would totally get down with the fact that you're an artist, he just gives the vibes that he would love going to art museums and galleries. he's so supportive of all your pieces, even the ones you think are garbage. if you're ok with it, he'll find a place to hang up every single one of your artworks, his house ends up turning into your own art gallery

❧ if you let him he'd love to read your writing, he feels as if it's a way to find out what goes on inside that lovely mind of yours. he'll even suggest taking your scripts to a book binding shop so you can have your own book!

❧ he's not an avid reader, but i could see the two of you going on little dates that involve going to bookstores or reading a book together at home; it could either be the two of you reading the same book or two totally different books. if he finds something funny in his book while y'all are reading, he'd totally read it aloud to you. and if he reads a book he knows you'll like, he'll annotate it for you by underlining quotes he likes, leaving witty comments in the margins, and highlighting parts that remind him of you <3

❧ if you do end up getting some of your writings printed into book form, he'd totally annotate your work as well. he'll mark the parts that he enjoys and write his thoughts, basically he'll give you feedback

❧ you two would take turns cooking meals for one another, although y'all end up helping each other and making the meals together. you guys would have a little wooden box of recipes that you'd like to try out someday written on the cutest little cards, and there's a separate box of all the recipes you've tried and loved

❧ if he was in our world he'd probably be indifferent to otome games. he's omniscient right? kinda like how 707 from mystic messenger knows he's in a game, lucas was aware of mc choosing other routes, so i feel like mans would relate to the tragic character in whatever otome game you play give me some recommendations btw if you're not too shy about what games you play, he'd totally like have you sit in his lap or spoon you from behind and watch over your shoulder as you play, and he'd totally make fun of the terrible dialogue options or how dumb the mcs are or judge you for the character routes you decide on, but it's all in good fun. he might even convince you to let him make some of the choices lol

❧ you sound like a very independent person who likes their alone time, and you probably enjoy that kind of parallel play time interactions where it's just the two of you doing your own things but in each other's presence. i could see the two of you in the same room with you at your art station and him doing whatever it is he does in his free time and you'll have a podcast on in the background or a youtube video up on your screen that you'll both tune into every now and then. kind of unrelated, i feel like lucas would enjoy making jewelry which is one activity he'll do during your parallel play

❧ there were other characters i figured would be enfp's, but i tried to pick the one who would be most likely to easily give you your alone time and not be too loud and,, extra for you since you're generally pretty quiet. lucas totally accepts that part of you, and he kinda understands too since he's more ambiverted. he does love when you get extra talkative, especially when it's about your day or a topic you really enjoy. he likes watching your facial expressions change as you tell a story

❧ he's an animal lover for sure, but when it comes to cats vs dogs i'd say he leans just a teeny bit closer to cats, so if you ever wanted to adopt a cat or two he'd be totally down. i could see him being a duck dad too, it's so cute watching these little ducks follow him around

❧ he also prefers mild days over stormy, messy ones. if it's a particularly nice day he'll take you out on a walk or you'll have a picnic in a scenic meadow so you can watch the fluffy clouds blow by in the soft breeze

❧ i hc him as a maximalist so he welcomes the gifts you give with open arms :) but be sure to expect some gifts back. his other love language is spending quality time with you, whether it's doing something active or simply being in each other's presence

❧ whenever it storms he makes sure that you have something to distract yourself. if you're in nightmare he'll put up a soundproof barrier and an illusion on the windows to make it look like it's nice outside. if you're in your world he'll close the blinds and find a podcast or video for you to pay attention to instead, making sure to entertain you further with his side comments

❧ he'll also check in with you to see if you've done something related to your hobbies recently. he wants you to indulge at least once per day, but he also understands you might be too busy. however, if he finds out that it's been more than two days since you've even touched your hobby he'll take on your responsibilities for an hour or two, or even the whole evening, so that you can work on an art piece or knock down a few chapters. say you came back from a particularly long day at work and it's your turn to make dinner, but he hears your disappointed complaint about how you hoped you'd have time to finish a wip you started last week, he'll pause whatever he's doing, usher you to your workspace and tell you not to worry about dinner or doing the dishes for the night, he'll call you over when the meal is ready; heck would you rather eat at your workspace so you can multitask? not a problem! he wants to make sure you have plenty of you time

#let's play a game! #my. hcs #nightmare harem #shipping games #otome games

[marsgod]

Hello! Can I have a matchup for bnha and genshin? Those are the only two i know in that list

My sexuality: i dunno?

⚔️ ; APPEARANCE — Imagine as if a bunny got turned into a human being, yeah that's quite literally me. I got the chubby rosy cheeks, small nose that has a pinkish tone to it, i also have the bunny teeth and big round eyes. People often compare me to one and i just kinda accepted it. I also have glasses, and am a completely blind shit without them. I have red circles under my eyes (they're just there I'm fine) and i have curly jet black hair that's really fluffy. I am about like 198 cm tall

⚔️ ; PERSONALITY — My personality is basically just Arataki Itto if he was more of a crackhead, I'm very loud and chaotic. I'm also very oblivious and blunt, you'll have to explain something to me at least 10 times again, if i don't understand; i also like make jokes a lot, and puns sometimes! In general i just adore making jokes and getting a good laugh. Speaking of laugh my humor is extremely broken, I'll laugh at anything ranging from the most chaotic thing (examples: a goddamn picture of an m&m, a horse with high heels, a piece of bread falling, the word balls, someone flying, literally an image of a tree with music) honestly anything ranging from just that will make me wheeze like my lungs just exploded, or I'll laugh like a crazed fox. I am seen as pretty chill, I'm honestly a happy-go-lucky person and I can socialize with everyone! i have a habit of cursing and invent the most absurd sounding curse words my favorite ones are “you blithering feculent shithole” “What in the name of sweet dong tickling horse fuck?!” “bunch of putrid douchesquatting cretins” “you bullshitting shitbagging fuckass” and finally “how can you be such a fucksquatting pain in the waste chute” i also act like a knight despite my use of constant profanity. 'Tis but the truest way of the knight! Any chance i get to act like a knight, I'll take it. I probably pay more attention to animals then humans, if I'm in the presence of an animal and you're talking to me? I'll pay more attention to the animal. I usually miss major signs due to me being an oblivious asswhiffer and usually misunderstand situations a lot. I’m also really vengeful, my way of thinking is similar to that of Garou from OPM or even The Hero Killer Stain Himself. (how the hero demographic gets ALL the benefits and praise. Even in play fighting. I believe a villain is a living being and could become so much more if they weren’t labelled so bad though obviously there's real bad people, it's just not the villains they have their own motives and it's usually pretty innocent. I overly detest the over-egotistical nature of the heroes and just how easy life can be for them. I label it as injustice. The inequality is crystal clear, If i could i would bring justice to the villains. MHA Heroes are kinda on thin ice with me, i see them as the same with all heroes.)

⚔️ ; HOBBIES — drawing,reading, writing, dancing, i have a habit of cracking my bones- like how people crack their fists, i do that except with every bone in my body. Acting like a knight, or just whatever randomness my dumb fuckass of a brain can come up with

★ What i look for in a date: A date that's basically just us going to see a movie, somewhere in winter or just in a generally cold area (i hate the heat 💀) eating delicious food like: lasagna though i honestly prefer it to be cold as well (don't judge me) and we come back home and cuddle, i of course, am the little spoon despite being tall. I'm not the type of person to give orders i prefer my friendfriend [QPP] to do it for me, I'd love it if the person gave me headpats, i would literally hold them up and hug them tightly.

★ What i would avoid in a date: Overly romantic dates, If they don't respect my boundaries, genuinely shitty behavior, doesn't respect my opinions. It's in an extremely hot area, and we eat hot food.

★ Perfect date : like i mentioned in what i looked for in a date, just that. :)

— 🗡️ anon or knight anon

╰┈➤ I’d match you with… Iida Tenya!

╰i┈➤ I’d match you with… Noelle!

Noelle practices being knightly on a regular, day-to-day basis, so she can give you tips and notes to be a genuine knight<;33

Also any stories of knights? Kids books or adult? Given to you immediately given to you cause she collects them, and she’s super excited to share

She doesn’t believe it’s knightly, or generally just polite, to disrespect boundaries

Can barely stand cold weather so going into dragonspine, she’s gonna be cuddled up in blankets and jackets

Loves to bake and cook, Noelle learns quickly so she can definitely learn some cold dishes!

“Ah?! Are you sure you have enough layers? I have some extra blankets and jackets!”

Iida will definitely try to show off his knightly skills, and generally ‘knightly’ family in front of you to impress<33

Listens to you if you rant about inequality of heroes and the injustice within the system, even if he has trouble agreeing, there’s somethings that he agrees and disagrees with

He kinda shifts when admitted you say you think Stain was “right” but doesn’t blame you (just please down do attempted murder..)

but he does see your point and respects it

He’ll take your hand and spin you around randomly<33

Iida flinches when you pop your knuckles and has this look of horror if his bones crack<3

“[Name]! I can not possibly see how you’re okay with doing that to your poor knuckles!”

#{..🗡 anon..} #genshin matchups #bnha matchups #hello and welcome knight! #[⭐️]count our lucky stars![⭐️]

[greekgeek21]

Percy Jackson and the Avengers: Convergence - the avengers are humbled

Welcome back! I know it's been awhile but I hope I didn't lose too many of you. I just wanted to say thank you for all of the support I've been getting on all platforms. Honestly, I did not expect this story to take off the way it did.

Now that that's over, I'm gonna clarify something for SOME PEOPLE. I started writing this last October, which means that I have absolutely no interest in going back over already-edited work just to change a minor detail some people seem to find maddening. This chapter, I can say for certain, was written during December, so I don't always remember what happened. Okay?

This chapter is kinda just one big fluffy piece but I love it so no hate pls.

Now please remember to comment, like, follow me, and reblog!

- you author

Ω ♆ Ω

"Okay! Assignments...Annabeth and Piper, go with Widow, Frank with Hawkeye, Hazel and Leo with Tony, and Jason and Percy with Bruce and I. Everyone okay with that?" Steve said.

"Yep."

"Got it, Cap."

"This should be fun..."

The heroes separated into their groups and stood, waiting for more orders from Captain America.

"As I said before, this is just to further evaluate and document your abilities. It shouldn't take long. That's it, get to work," He ordered, turning and walking towards the sparring pads with Jason, Percy, and Dr. Banner.

They were back on the training floor for the evaluations, after an uneventful lunch break. Well, unless you count Frank's disgust with the attempt at proper Chinese food as eventful.

Ω ♆ Ω

Despite them being on the sparring mats, Percy and Jason would not be sparring. Even to someone who doesn't know the full extent of the sons of the Poseidon and Zeus' relationship, it's pretty obvious that they should not be allowed to fight each other. Their personalities are almost exact opposites; Carefree vs Serious.

"Just show us something we haven't seen from you before, and then we'll build from there," Bruce told the teens.

Percy and Jason looked at each other expectantly, waiting for the other to begin. Their powers were similar in the way that they could get out of hand quickly. Neither of them wanted to be the reason that the tower lost power or got flooded. Zeus knows it would be a mess to clean up.

After a whole two minutes of waiting for them to get started, Steve let out a sigh, "Oh, for God's sake! Jason, you go."

"Umm...let's see here," Jason muttered under his breath, looking around the room for inspiration, "Oh! I got it!"

He positioned himself a couple of feet away from a practice dummy and held his hands together in front of him. Taking a deep breath and imagining his goal, he let sparks fly around his hands. He let them grow for a couple of seconds before slowly starting to separate his hands. While doing this, he made sure a line of electricity was stable between his hands. He kept separating his hands until he couldn't anymore, and then he slowly released his grip on the line from his left hand. He made sure to keep feeding the lightning rod so that it held form.

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Percy, Steve, and Bruce were all watching with equal amounts of shock. Percy had never seen or known Jason could do this, and Steve and Bruce were completely new to all of this. Then, Jason proceeded to shock them further.

He made the line of electricity into a whip. He made a lighting whip.

Percy was so proud of his friend's imagination. It was almost enough to make a grown demigod cry...

Jason readied his whip and struck the practice dummy, slicing it completely in half. Then, he turned to his group, smiling and making the lightning dissipate. It should've been illegal how easy he made it look, in Percy's opinion.

"Dude! That was awesome! I didn't know you could do that!" Percy exclaimed, slapping the son of Zeus on the back with a proud, blinding smile.

No matter what it seemed like sometimes, Percy was the big brother of the Seven.

"Yeah! That was pretty good, son," Steve said, nodding his head in appreciation, "Now we only need to get that process sped-up and it will be an amazing asset in a fight."

"This means you could do so much more with your abilities, including maybe providing infinite power, which we have been searching for for decades! You kids are truly lucky to have these powers," Bruce rattled off.

Percy whispered to Steve, "Does he get like this a lot?"

Steve nodded, "Yeah. I tend to tune-out the sciency rambling and just focus on stuff I can understand. He had Tony if he needs to bounce ideas off of someone, anyway."

"Got it," Percy said, "I guess this means I'm next?"

He had thought about this a lot during lunch, and had decided to go into the exercise with the comfort and ease he had possessed using his powers before Tartarus, and see where he got from there. Like Annabeth said, it was all in his head. He just needed to believe that he had control, and he would get it.

Simple, in theory.

"Yep. I want you to copy Jason, but with water," Steve said.

He gave more specific instructions to Percy because he felt like he needed that. He was a leader, and leaders need to notice and know what their troops need. Percy needed specifics because he was cautious with using his powers, and he wanted to know exactly what was needed of him before going in. That way there is no possibility of him losing control.

Once again, only in theory.

"Okay, Percy... you got this," Percy muttered to himself, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet and cracking his neck.

He shook his hands out once before readying himself in a slightly-more relaxed version of Jason's stance. But this time, he did not hold his hands together. Instead, he reached his hands out towards the bucket of water the Avengers had brought to the sparring mats earlier. Taking a deep breath, he felt the barely-there familiar tug in his gut before a tendril of water was rising from the bucket and reaching towards his outstretched hands. Percy willed it to wrap around his arms and hands, and then he slowly put his hands together like he had seen Jason do (he wasn't quite sure how he planned to make the whip yet, so this seemed like the best bet). Taking another deep breath, he started separating his hands, but keeping a solid tendril of water stretched between them.

He tried to move slightly faster than his cousin did, just because of the ever present, unconscious competitiveness ingrained between them.

Finally, he let go with his left hand and let the water form into a whip in his right. It kept shape, but was more flexible than the rod had been. Percy turned to the other practice dummy and whipped it twice, forming two straight slices right through the rubber.

Everyone in their group stood in shock, including Percy after he had deposited the water back in the bucket. He hadn't known he could use a whip.

Must be another natural demigod thing, he thought. Most weaponry came easy to him (except archery, of course).

It took a moment for them to recollect themselves, but Steve shook himself out of his stupor first, "That was...impressive, Percy. I didn't know you had such control over your powers."

The demigod in question shrugged modestly, "Yeah. I didn't really either, to be completely honest."

Jason surged forward and hung an arm around his friend, "Stop being so modest, Kelphead! That was amazing!"

Sure, Jason had done the same thing, but he hadn't gone through literal Hell and come back scarred forever, emotionally and physically. But mentioning that topic wasn't wise, so he stuck with just congratulating his older cousin.

"What else do you want us to do?" Percy asked Steve and Bruce, trying to move the attention off of him.

"Well...I guess just do a couple more small things with your powers and then we can be done. I think you've proved your point of not being newbies," he answered.

Percy and Jason smiled at each other once, then nodded at the Captain.

Ω ♆ Ω

"Okay, Frank, let's see what you got! Any special skills besides turning into animals?" Clint asked.

Frank shifted from foot to foot, "Well, I'm pretty good at archery, I guess. Better than my swordsmanship, anyways."

Clint smirked, "You guess? If you're going to be on this team, you need to be completely sure of your skills. So let's see what you can do."

Frank had grabbed his bow and magical quiver during lunch because he figured he would need it for something during this exercise, so he only had to sling the bow over his shoulder to be ready. The quiver was designed by Leo to never run out of celestial bronze and imperial gold arrows. The celestial bronze ones were normal, and the imperial gold were exploding. A combination of both metals would shoot out hardening foam (also designed by Leo) to stop monsters. Or in this case, people.

He set himself up on the first line on the archery range, and let the arrow fly. It hit the bullseye dead-on. Frank turned to look at Clint to find him raising his eyebrows in appreciation.

"Good. But I'm not impressed until I see you do that from a longer distance and on the move, so let's work our way up there, huh? I'm interested in seeing if we can finally have another good archer on this team," Clint said.

Frank smiled, "I've been doing this practically my whole life, so I'd hope I was pretty good by now. Plus, I've been in battle before, shooting on the move."

There was the newfound confidence that still baffled a certain son of Poseidon after a whole year. You go into the deepest parts of Hades with a shy Canadian Baby Man, and then miraculously you make it out and the kid is taller, buffer, and much more confident.

"Sounds interesting... Any war stories you care to share with the class?" Clint asked, intrigued.

Frank's happy expression steeled over, "I think I'd rather keep those to myself, thank you. Maybe another time."

Clint nodded, but you could see he wasn't going to let that go. Frank had made a mistake saying he had seen battle before. It was pretty obvious that the teens had, but he had just confirmed it, therefore furthering the Avengers' curiosity.

So, basically, he had screwed them over further and faster.

With a great sigh, Frank went aimed and shot another arrow, choosing to ignore the awkwardness that had formed between the two archers.

Ω ♆ Ω

Leo and Hazel were... unsure how to react to Tony's exercise, to say the least. They got over to their part of the room and their eyes immediately tunneled-in on the giant block of metal in the center. Nothing special about it besides the fact that it was black, and about four feet tall, and four feet wide. They weren't sure what to make of it.

Tony was beaming next to them, which was a sure sign of nothing good. It was pretty maniacal, too.

"Mr. Stark... what exactly are we doing with this?" Hazel asked.

Somehow, Stark's grin managed to widen even more before he answered with, "Oh, you know, a simple thing, really. I want to see something unique from both of you, so I brought this out of storage. I designed it years ago, not knowing what the hell I would be using it for, but it turns out my genius brain was just preparing me for this moment where I would evidently be training a bunch of teenagers... but anyway! This will mold to any specifications that I need it to, kinda like the LMDs. Just tell me what you're planning to do, and I'll program it to follow your needs."

Hazel raised her eyebrows at Tony's complete disregard for modesty. The others were not kidding when they said he was an arrogant mortal. She was even considering going all "I am your superior because of my divine blood" on him, but then she remembered that that would make her a huge hypocrite.

Leo, on the other hand, was starstruck. He was convinced that he could never come up with even half the stuff Tony invented. He was a true genius in every right. A role model of many Hephestus kids.

"So... who's going first?" Tony asked.

"I'll go!" Leo exclaimed, like an eager child vying for their father's attention.

"Great! That's the spirit! What're you gonna do?"

Leo thought about it, and then the perfect idea came to mind. It wasn't really using his usual extravagant and fiery powers, but it wasn't any less impressive. He wanted to impress Mr. Stark, and this was the way to do it.

"Make it the hardest safe to crack in the world," he answered, a, well, fire lighting up his eyes.

Tony was intrigued, that's for sure. It was pretty obvious what the kid was planning on attempting, but it would be just that: an attempt. Nobody could crack this safe. It was designed by himself personally to house some of his most secret projects for the Avengers. He was literally the only one in the world that even knew of its existence. There was no way Leo could pull off cracking that type of safe without years of preparation.

But, he still programmed the block to make itself into the safe. If anything, it would show these teens how not to underestimate Tony Stark.

"Okay, kid. Good luck," he said, and then whispered, "You're gonna need it."

Leo didn't comment on Tony's quieter remark, but he did smile wider at the prospect of a real challenge. Sure, he could come off as a little overconfident sometimes, but he really was smart and powerful when he tried. He just wasn't a serious child of Athena, he was a fun son of Hephaestus, and he would act as such.

Still, when the block turned into something he had never seen before, he took a deep breath, focused his mind on the task at hand, and got to work.

Tony was smiling wide over his shoulder, interested in seeing how far the kid could get, but little did he know, Leo had this under control. To someone who didn't know him, what he was doing would seem weird, but he was actually just listening to the machine. Yes, listening to it.

He had his ear pressed up against the safe, both hands pressed flat against it next to his head. Leo was already learning the mechanisms of it, and in no time, he would be able to tell the safe to open itself without even lifting a finger.

He was almost vibrating with excitement over how Tony would react. It was sure to be a show.

Sure enough, a little less than a minute later, there was a series of soft clicking heard before the light on the pad flashed green and the door was open.

Of course, it was empty, but Tony was still in shock. A sixteen year old kid had beaten his strongest security system besides JARVIS. It wasn't possible. There was no way that Leo had just cracked his safe.

"No. Not possible," he insisted, turning with wide eyes to stare at the demigod, who had a proud grin on his face.

"Yep, it is. I just did it. Were you not watching?" Leo said, channeling his inner-Percy for sass.

Tony so wanted to protest more, but he knew it was futile. Plus, having someone almost as smart as him around might be some fun. Bruce was always worrying whenever they worked together, and Leo gave off way different vibes.

"I was watching, still working on believing, though," Tony said, "That was some pretty cool shit there, kid. Care to tell me what it was?"

Leo said, "I just talked to the safe. It was a little harder to crack than some of the other ones I've done before, but I got through to it eventually. It was pretty strong. Good work on that design."

"Thank you... I guess," Tony said.

Tony couldn't remember telling Leo who had created the safe, but he figured he would get the same answer as before if he asked. Believing these kids' powers was a little difficult, especially when all of them defied the laws of any science. Tony was starting to think that they were Asgardians, with how they fought and everything.

"Well, let's move onto Hazel. We don't have all day," he said, turning to the daughter of Pluto, who had stayed to the side during Leo's entire turn, "What are you gonna do? It's gonna be pretty hard to follow up on that performance."

Hazel had had time to figure it out while she was waiting, so she answered right away, "I won't be needing the box for my turn. I just need you."

Tony gave her an incredulous look, "What do you need me for?"

"Just tell me a metal. Any metal in the world, and I'll bring it here," she answered.

Okay, Tony was done. There was NO WAY that was possible, and he knew it. He wasn't stupid. These kids were messing with him now.

"Seriously?! I'm not falling for that! You can't do that!" he exclaimed.

Hazel just gave him a knowing smile, "I get that a lot. But I always seem to prove those people wrong..."

Tony sighed, "Okay, sure. Let's do... Vibranium."

He kept a straight face on the outside, but on the inside he was smiling like a maniac. Vibranium could only be found in Wakanda, and they barely had any left. There was no way she could get it all the way here, even if there was any left.

Hazel nodded and closed her eyes, letting her powers search for the precious metal. She had heard of it before from some people in the Underworld. Apparently, it could only be found in a small country in Africa, so she had to widen her search.

It didn't take long to find some, but that was only because what she found was Steve's shield. She hadn't known that it was made of vibranium, and stored that knowledge away for future use. Then, she kept looking.

Soon, she found some and told a very small piece to come to her. You couldn't ask her how it reached all the way up through the tower, but she always just concluded that it was magic. It's the simplest solution.

When she opened her eyes, a content smile on her face, she looked up at Tony with expectation of a shocked outburst, only to find him looking expectantly at her. So he hadn't figured out what she had done yet, apparently.

"Look down," she instructed.

And Tony did. Only to find that a small rock of Vibranium was poking up from the floor. At first, he wasn't sure how to react, but then, he reached down to touch it, trying to make sure what he was seeing was actually true. But before he could put one finger on it, Hazel shoved him away.

"Don't pick it up! It's cursed, you idiot!" she yelled, but then her own face slacked in shock.

She hadn't meant to say that last part. It was the truth, but her powers could definitely be linked back to the gods. She was not going to be the one to let the secret slip. That was going to be Percy or Leo, if anyone.

"That's amazing," Tony breathed, openly staring in shock at the metal.

But before another second had passed, the rock popped back through the floor and was gone as quickly as it had come.

When Tony looked up at Hazel in question, all he got was a shrug in response. It wasn't safe to keep the metals lying around.

Tony physically shook the shock out of him, and said, "Alright. That was pretty impressive, I'll admit, both of you. We can be done for the day. I'm gonna go check out what some of the others are doing."

"Yeah, I'll do that too," Hazel said, turning to Leo. "What about you? What are you gonna do?"

"I think I'll try to help JARVIS find the bad guys," he responded. "I'm getting nervous just waiting for them to blow something else up."

While Tony was walking away, he yelled to Leo, "Don't break anything! Everything here costs more than everything you own!"

Leo wasn't so sure about that, considering the amount of celestial bronze he owned, but he didn't comment on it.

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Annabeth and Piper were hard to find an exercise for. Neither of them had very obvious superpowers (one didn't have one at all), in Natasha's opinion. She wanted to see how much the others would have to protect them if it came down to a fight of powers. Sure, she didn't have any abilities, but she had also been training how to make up for that almost her whole life.

So, if anyone could find a weakness in these two girls, it would be her, and Natasha was determined to find it.

"Okay girls, this shouldn't take too long. You're only throwing knives at moving targets. The trick is, you won't know when the targets will pop up. You'll be standing in the middle and holographic targets will form around you at random times, always speeding up. If you're as good as you say you are, you can handle this no problem," Natasha said, eyes piercing into Piper and Annabeth.

"Yeah, we got this," Annabeth shot back, standing proud. "I'll go first."

Natasha was not making it unknown that she didn't trust the demigods, and Annabeth was not going to let that continue. Only the "kids" knew what was really going on, so the adults needed to get in line with their way of doing things before somebody got killed. These people that they were hunting had already killed many people, so they knew they were capable of it. This makeshift group needed to be a well-oiled machine by the time they found the bad guys.

"Okay, just step into that square on the ground, and it'll begin. Piper and I will be stepping out of the range," Natasha said, grabbing Piper's arm and dragging her back about seven yards, "Let's begin!"

It seemingly came out of nowhere, the target. Annabeth had barely been able to grab some of the knives from the table next to her before it formed. It was an orange color, and very pixelated. As soon as she shot the arrow right through the bullseye, it exploded in a shower of orange pixels. She barely had time to let that sink in before another one popped up. They seemed to be stopping the knives, but as soon as they deformed, the weapons just dropped to the ground.

It was rapidly speeding up, but it was nothing to being overrun with monsters trying to kill you. Soon enough, the targets started moving, so she had to adjust her stance to hit them where they would be, not where they were.

It was exhilarating. She hadn't had this much of an adrenaline rush in a year!

Her five minutes of throwing seemed to end all-too-quickly. Soon, the targets stopped popping up, and Natasha was walking towards her with an almost-impressed look on her face.

"Not bad, Chase," she conceded.

"Thanks," Annabeth responded, going and helping Piper pick up the knives lying around their area.

When she got to her, her friend looked up, "That was pretty good, Annabeth. I don't know how I'm supposed to follow that, though."

Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Oh, shut up. I could've done better. And you'll do great, Pipes. I trained you, right?"

She had a light twinkle in her eyes that always came when she was joking around (and that wasn't often). Piper had been trying her very best to see it out as much as possible after Tartarus. Percy and Annabeth put on a strong front, but the Seven could all see they were still recovering, and probably would always be. Nobody just jumped right back into things after something as traumatic as that trip through Hell.

But Piper didn't let it be known how proud she was of Annabeth for making a joke; that would only stop the fun right in its tracks.

"Thanks," Piper said, picking up the last knife before replacing Annabeth in her previous spot in the square.

In her opinion, she wasn't doing as good as Annabeth, or making it look as easy, but it wasn't too difficult. She had been practicing all the time on her fighting skills, and she especially focused on daggers. Knives were balanced a bit differently, but it was the same concept. She just had to compensate for the loss of weight.

Soon enough, Piper found the flow and could slightly anticipate when the next target would pop up.

Annabeth knew Piper would be fine doing this exercise. Sure, it got the blood flowing, but it wasn't the hardest thing they had done. They had fought in actual wars.

Before Piper had known what happened, the targets stopped showing up, and the five minutes were up. She was breathing a little heavily, but a giant grin was taking up her face.

"Not bad, either," Natasha complemented, "You will probably be able to take care of yourselves in a fight."

"Probably?" Annabeth glared.

Natasha returned the glare, "Probably."

Annabeth wanted to say more, but a shout from Leo, who had just sprinted back into the room, interrupted her.

"Guys! Guys! We got a hit!" he screamed, eyes wild with excitement.

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Everyone but Hazel and Tony stared at Leo in confusion and concern. They didn't know that he had gone to work with JARVIS on tracking the bombers.

Tony ran up to Leo, "What? Where?"

"In Las Vegas," Leo answered.

The rest of the heroes had all formed a group around Leo. Percy and Annabeth had naturally gravitated next to each other. At Leo's answer, they clasped hands and shared a look. They knew why Las Vegas was chosen: The Lotus Hotel and Casino. Flashbacks to zebras and old games flashed through their minds.

"What would they want in Las Vegas?" Steve asked.

"Who cares?! We're going to Vegas baby!" Tony exclaimed, pumping his fist. "JARVIS? Prepare the jet."

Tony was the only one who hadn't noticed the oldest demigods' reaction towards

Las Vegas. He didn't realize how bad this could really be. The demigods didn't have the time to make sure the Avengers didn't get stuck in the casino, if that's where they were going (which it probably was).

"Um, care to share what's bothering you two?" Steve asked Percy and Annabeth.

"We've been to Vegas before. If we're going where we think we might be going, this could be bad. You need to listen to us exactly, okay? It's important," Percy answered.

Tony gave him a confused look. "What are you talking about, kid? We'll be fine. I don't need a teeanger telling me how to do what I'm best at."

Annabeth glared at the billionaire, "And what is that; what you're good at? Because I thought it was being lazy and never taking anything seriously."

"Annabeth, just let it go. We'll just have to watch him closer." Percy said, resting a hand on his girlfriend's shoulder.

With one last glare at Tony, and a warning look to the other Avengers, Annabeth stormed out of the training room, heading back up to her room to prepare without another word. Mortals were so stubborn, she thought, especially when you're trying to protect them. It's literally their birthright to protect mortals, and they never let them!

Storming into her room, Annabeth grabbed a duffle bag and started stuffing supplies into it: weapons, spare clothes, ambrosia and nectar, armor, and a couple other things. She was so distracted by her anger that she didn't see the shadows fluctuating in the corner, or the black snout poking out.

She didn't see it until it was too late.

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"Are you going to tell us what that was all about back there?" Jason asked Percy as the rest of the demigods were walking back to their rooms.

Percy sighed, exhausted with the day but knowing it was not even close to being over, "Las Vegas is where Annabeth, Grover and I went during our first quest together. We got stuck in the Lotus Hotel and Casino. It's the home of the Lotus-eaters. They trap you in there and you don't feel time passing. We were in there for a week without realizing it. It's dangerous, man."

Piper and Jason shared a worried look, and Piper said, "So... we need to keep a close eye on the mortals on this mission, right?"

"A very close eye," Percy nodded.

When Percy reached Annabeth's door, he decided to go check on her. "Go get your stuff. Let's meet in the living room."

"Okay, Aquaman," Leo said, dashing into his soot-stained room.

Percy wasn't sure what he was expecting to find, maybe Annabeth crying, screaming, or angrily throwing things into a bag (that's the most likely), but he was NOT prepared for nothing. Literally nothing; the room was empty. There was an open duffle on the bed, along with a couple of weapons lying around it, but no Annabeth.

He wasn't getting worried yet, though. She could just be in the bathroom. That was a viable option. He would not allow himself to freak out yet. At least not until he checked the bathroom...

... And the bathroom was empty! Now he allowed himself to freak out. He started storming around the room, tossing things around looking for a clue as to where she went, anything!

"Annabeth! Wise girl!" he called, though he knew it was fruitless.

In their lives, nothing was ever as easy as simply calling for someone and they came back. Annabeth was missing, and he had no idea how to find her.

Unless someone was stupid enough to leave a trail of shadows, that is. Looking in the corner, Percy saw that the shadows in the right corner were moving around unnaturally, a lot like what happened after they were used for shadow travel. He had spent enough time around Nico to understand what it looked like.

So this meant that someone with access to shadow traveling took her, and that wasn't a long list. It was probably a hellhound that took her! Oh, were they going to pay.

Percy could feel his powers slipping, and the walls were giving scary creaks. No matter how much he wanted to just explode, he knew that he had to take a deep breath and focus on recentering himself. He would be no help to Annabeth if he wasn't in control. Some part of his brain was telling him that maybe letting off a little steam WOULD help get his powers under control, but no, he promised Annabeth. And Percy refused to break that promise if he could.

"JARVIS!" he yelled, already rushing out the door, "Call everyone to the living room! Now!"

"Right away, sir," JARVIS responded.

Percy ended up just running to the living room, not wasting any time being careful. Annabeth was missing, and he needed to find her and get her back NOW.

His emotions were running high, so he could sense all the water and liquids around him (it was a lot), and it was becoming distracting.

When he got there, only Steve, Clint, and Natasha were waiting so far. Though Hazel and Frank walked in right after him, probably having heard him scream before JARVIS had even called everyone.

"What's going on?" Steve asked, concern filling his eyes.

Percy paced and said, "Wait until everyone else is here. Then I'll tell you."

His mind kept flashing pictures of all his and Annabeth's enemies. Years and years of fighting monsters and wars were playing on his brain. There were so many possible people, even if it probably was the current gang that they were searching for. He didn't want to let himself believe that mortals could be so messed-up that they worked with monsters, monsters that they couldn't even begin to understand. It was so far-fetched, and yet it was his life!

As these thoughts were going through his head, the rest of the team had finally made it in. They were all sporting confused and concerned glances. Natasha seemed to have figured out that one of them was missing, and that it wasn't normal for that person and Percy to be separated. Annabeth was missing.

"Percy, man. Stop pacing and tell us what's wrong," Jason laid a hand on his friend's shoulder.

Percy's eyes got a little misty as he told them, "Annabeth is missing. Taken. She's gone, and I don't know where to find her."

Hazel gasped.

Nothing was right with this. Percy without Annabeth was wrong. So wrong. They needed to be reunited soon, and quickly.

Percy started pacing again, absentmindedly twirling Riptide around his fingers. He had decided that it was best to start in Las Vegas and go from there. There was a good chance that it was the gang who had taken her, and that they were holding her there. It was his only idea.

The others had just been sharing worried looks and a few whispered thoughts before Tony suddenly jumped up, holding his phone like it might explode.

"Guys, I think I know who has her..." he said, making a few hand gestures before his phone screen was projected in front of them.

It was a picture. Of Annabeth.

She was hanging from celestial bronze chains, with a leather gag in her mouth, and shackles on her ankles. Her hair was a matted mess, and she was unconscious. Even so, Percy could see that she had a black eye, probably from struggling. She wouldn't go without a fight, that's for sure. But still, this was not the Annabeth they knew. The Annabeth they knew was a strong force to be reckoned with. This...person was not her.

Percy let out an almost animalistic growl at the sight. They were going to pay, whoever had taken her. All of them.

"It has a note," Tony said, throwing up another picture.

It said:

We are The Truth Seekers. We have your blonde bitch, and she will be dead in the next 24 hours unless you reveal yourselves. The world deserves to know! It is our right to know the monstrosities that go unseen, right beneath our noses! 24 hours, or she's dead. We're at the Lotus Hotel and Casino, another one of the hidden monstrosities in our world. Tell the truth!

Percy was going to kill them. He didn't care if they were mortals, they were going to die. They hurt Annabeth, he hurts back. Worse.

"We need to suit-up, and then we can get going and rescue her. But first, we need a plan," Steve started to speak, but before he could, the world flooded in.

Screw control, Percy thought.

He let the pipes and burst and break the windows. Standing on the very edge of the empty window seal, he let out the loudest taxi whistle the Avengers had ever heard. Waiting only a second for a black blur to show up on the horizon, Percy jumped.

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𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉: ANON Hi I’m feeling really insecure about my body and in having a really hard night. If you have time could you please write something with Peter Parker? Maybe he helps comfort the reader which body insecurities? If you wanted to write smut maybe you could have the reader cover up a lot, or be scared to strip/ wear lingerie for him. A little bit of crying would be helpful too. Preferably with a small chest❤️ I appreciate you - 🐱

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: smut 18+ (reader’s first time having sex fully nude), angst, fluff (holy trinity ;))

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You stood in the mirror of your room with the lingerie set you had bought. You bought it hoping to surprise Peter when he got back from school since his school days were longer than yours, but you just didn’t like the way fit on you. 

It was a gorgeous black lace two piece that immediately caught your eye when you were online shopping. The model wore it beautifully and you were feeling a little overzealous and purchased the set without much thought. 

Now that it was here and you tried it on, you felt awful. You almost felt like you were trying too hard. Like who were you trying to fool wearing something like this?

“Babe? I’m home,” Peter!

You quickly grabbed your hoodie and sweats but was unsuccessful in dressing yourself when Peter walked in your bedroom confused towards your sudden panic. 

“Are you ok, princess?” 

“What? Yeah, I’m fine,” you starting walking to the bathroom to take the set off, but Peter grabbed your wrists and pulled you close making the clothes you were holding fall to the floor.

You covered yourself with your arms feeling silly and embarrassed. Peter’s eyes grew wide at what you were wearing and you grew nauseous. You wanted to cry; Peter was gonna say how ugly you looked, how silly you looked, how humiliating. 

“What are you wearing?” he whispered, clearly turned on but you couldn’t tell in the moment.

“Nothing, just- it’s stupid. I thought I’d looked good but I know I don't. I looked dumb,” you cried.

“What? Baby, holy fuck. You looking so fucking sexy,” Peter pulled you closer.

“What?”

“God why haven’t you started shit like this sooner fuck, your gonna make hard,” he whispered seductively in your ear.

“You like it?” you asked confused.

“Like it? Baby, I love it,” Peter picked you up and tossed you on the bed. Your face was still held in a sad expression, still not convinced that you didn’t look absolutely stupid.  

“Why don’t you wear more things like this darling? You look so beautiful,” Peter asked you. 

“No I don’t,” you mumbled.

“What? What does that mean?” Peter questioned. He couldn’t understand why you didn’t think you were the most beautiful thing on the whole fucking panet; you looked like a goddess, an angel.

“Peter stop lying to me. I look weird, I look stupid,” you pushed.

“No you do not, look at me. I don’t like this attitude thing you’re pulling. Why are you saying this all of the sudden? You know how beautiful you are to me, I tell and show all the time.”

“Peter you’ve never even seen me,” you said coldly. You had always been so scared that when you and Peter have sex that he going to hate the way your body looked. He’s had his fair share of bodies before dating you but you never even went on a date with somebody until Peter. 

What if he saw you naked and was disgusted. What if he was expecting a body like the big tit ones in pornos. You were flat chested as fuck and your stomach could’ve been flatter, your thighs could’ve been smaller. You just felt so insecure. 

Peter only really ever did quickies with you in your dorm before you two got an apartment together. And everytime you guys had sex you either had a bra on with the lights completely out at night, sometimes even a full on hoodie to cover yourself while you and Peter had sex. He’s never actually seen your entire naked body and he hadn’t realized it until now when you pointed it out.

“Why? You’re my stunning gorgeous girlfriend. Tell me what’s going on, princess?” Peter pulled you to the bed again and sat with you listening fully. 

“I hate my body,” you sniffled, “I hate how small my boobs are, my stomach always looks awful like I look like I just came from eating a whole ass buffet, and my thighs are gross. I don’t look like those other girls with flat stomachs and abs. My boobs aren’t even there and I’m just… ugly.”

“Y/n, why haven't you told me sooner?” Peter asked softly.

“I don’t know, I guess I didn’t want you to agree. Thought if I never brought it up, you’d ignore it and the problem wouldn’t really be there. You’d never really see my flaws.”

“Baby,” Peter wiped the tears that were running down your face.

“Baby, I don't ever want you to feel you had to hide from me. Look at you, you look fucking amazing wearing this. God, I could just rip it off you and fuck you stupid,” he whispered riguhly, making you turned on. 

“Let me show you how stunning you are, all of you,” he pushed you down and crawled over you before kissing you passionately; the taste of salty tears on your lips. 

“Peter,” you moaned breathily.

“Why baby? What do you want?” he asked between kissing your neck softly.

“Please, fuck me. I need you,” you whimpered.

“Ok but only if you let me take this gorgeous piece off you,” he smirked.

“Peter-”

“Please, baby. I want to see you. I want to feel all of you pressed against me.”

“Ok,” you hesitantly whispered after a moment.

Peter sat you up and reached behind you skillfully unclasping your beautiful black  bralette. You let the material fall and goosebumps raised on your skin and your nipples harden from the cool air and arousal simultaneously. Peter leaned forward and kissed your collarbones while his hands, big and warm, massaged the skin of your breasts gently making you moaned softly.

“God baby, fuck me,” Peter breathed out, hands falling to your panties.

You leaned back and let Peter take your panties off; your core glistened lightly in the soft hue of the lamp in the bedroom, completely aroused by Peter's desire for you. His lips pressed faint kisses to your legs and he traveled up with them until he was at your wet pussy. 

His finger came up and spread your arousal around your folds, moving up and down as well grazing your clit ever so slightly enough for you to jerk your hips up subtly. Next thing your felt was his warm and wet tongue licking a long slow line up your entrance and circled around your clit making you moan louder this time. 

“God, princess, you make such pretty noises, lemme hear you,” Peter told you.

“Oh Peter, that feels so fucking good, shit,” you groaned. 

His hands roamed your stomach and torso area very freely, squeezing your breast once in a while. His hands squeezed your thighs in adoration and kissed the inner part every now and then basking in your presence altogether. 

Your hands went to his fluffy brown curls and tangled them with your fingers pulling him closer to you if that was possible, chasing your release. Peter tongue moved faster against you and your legs started to tense up in preparation for your climax. 

“Pete, I’m gonna cum, fuck.”

“Let go,” he commanded and you released all over his face, Peter lapping up everything you gave him. 

“Ugh, you taste so sweet princess. I could eat you out all fucking day and never get tired.”

Peter kissed you and you taste yourself on his tongue making you turned on even more. He leaned back and discarded his clothes quickly grabbing a condom before almost instantly lining his swollen cock up with your entrance. 

He slid in easily from your slick and held himself up with forearms looking into your eyes lovingly. You smiled and cupped his face before he suddenly thrust into you hard making you cry out in pleasure. 

Peter kept a quick tempo thrusting in and out of you deliciously and your body was instantly preparing for yet another orgasm so soon. Peter hands grabbed yours and pinned them above your head. His lips kissed and nibbled at your neck.

“Look at me, baby. I wanna see you fall apart under me,” he whispered against your lips.

You struggled to keep your eyes open but manage to look directly into his chocolate brown eyes. You felt a bit uncomfortable with the direct eye contact but that feeling quickly subsided when Peter lifted you leg with other hand piked your leg up on his hip hitting an even deeper spot inside you.

Peter also groaned and moaned above you; music to your ears. His thrusts became somewhat sloppily signaling he was also close to a release. You continued to look directly into his beautiful eyes before you both cried out each other's names during your climax.

Peter body fell on yours and roll to the side pulling you with him. His head was leveled to your chest and Peter began kissing your chest and breasts softly making you smile. His hands pulled you closer bny your waist and Peter’s tongue circled one of your nipples. You sighed in content before you looked down and smiled, getting up to clean yourself quickly after. 

You saw yourself in the mirror completely nude and you suddenly felt that awful feeling again. Peter just showed you how much he loves your body and you still felt this way. It was so frustrating. 

You saw Peter come up behind you and you put on a fake smile hoping he didn’t catch you judging yourself again. 

“Look at that, damn,” he said, making you giggle.

“Fuck , you are the most sexiest woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Nothing in this whole fucking wrorld compares to you, princess,” his hands circled your hips pulling your back against his front, his head leaning down on your shoulder to your eye level since he was a bit taller.

“Look at these gorgeous tits,” his hands grabbed your breasts and you sighed, throwing your head back and biting your lip softly.

“Ugh these fucking sexy thighs,” he spun you around and kneeled down pressing kisses to them and your stomach after making you smile and tear up. He was worshiping you something no one has ever done to you ; not even yourself. 

“Y/n, look at me,” you did what he asked.

“Peter,” you pushed her shoulder, laughing.

“I don’t ever want to hear that you're upset with how you look because I don’t see a goddamn thing wrong with you. You are so perfect and stunning and gorgeous and beautiful, and pretty, and uh…I’m running out of synonyms for you; divine! Angelic!”

“Do you get it now?” he whispered.

“Yes, I do,” you responded.

“Repeat it,” he said.

“I am beautiful,” you said.

“And strong,” he continued.

“And strong.”

“And I have the best boyfriend ever,” he played.

“I have the best boyfriend ever,” you giggled.

“I love you, Y/n.”

“I love you too, Peter. Thank you.”

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