#whoever/whatever comes first

[thatonethimbo]

a random nya x reader 'cause i'm gay as f-

The horizon stretched on and on, the cerulean blue of the ocean meeting the lazuli blue of the skies above. Leaning on the railing of the Destiny's Bounty, deep in thought, as though you were stuck in a trance, you observed the shimmering surface of the sea.

A breeze lightly brushed against your cheek, swaying parts of your hair with it, you giggled before a strand of hair almost ended up being inhaled. Darn. With a cough, a grumble escaped you.

The old wooden boards of the deck creaked too loudly behind, you whipped around in response to spot Nya, your girlfriend of two going on three years. She still looked as captivating as the day you first knew her. It wasn't an instant falling in love, but rather a slow burn that was worth all the while. Friends at the start, and now lovers.

The Master of Water warmly smiled as she approached, stopping when she was only a meter away- and yet you wanted her to be a bit closer. Her eyes, reminiscent of the water she controlled, flecks of blue amidst a stormy grey, continued to intrigue you even to this day.

You didn't realise you had been staring until a hand touched one of your own. Its owner was unsurprisingly Nya, who then placed a finger under your chin to lift your head so both of your gazes could meet.

''You really like staring at me, huh,'' Nya murmured, loud enough for you to hear. ''I could almost say we were together.''

''That hit too close to home!'' You playfully whine, pretending to be hurt as you lightly batted at the Master of Water, who for a moment took a step back and with trained ninja skill, evaded your ''attacks''. She let one attack hit, and let out a horribly fake groan of pain.

Both of you attempted to hold back your laughter as the play-fighting continued, each side growing more ridiculous in the attacks, with you ducking down the deck to then come back out with silly string Jay had hidden in his part of the ship.

The Master of Water was not prepared. She didn't see it coming as you sprayed silly string all over her face, and on her hair for good measure. Finally, the two of you let out your laughter, collapsing onto the deck, clutching your chests from all the pain. Despite this, it felt so good at this moment.

When the laughter (and the pain stitches from such) died down, you sat up, with Nya following your example. Her hand went to yours, and you gently grabbed her hand, holding it in yours. A nice silence followed as you were enjoying each other's presence.

Nya then pointed finger guns with her other hand, water shooting out from the tip of her pointer finger and splashing onto your recently dried clothes. You dramatically gasped as the Master of Water shot you a smug grin, which you retaliated with by spraying the last of the silly string onto her.

Some of it missed the Water Ninja due to the fact Nya had redirected it by using her element. You stood up, glaring at the now empty silly string container. A snort escaped Nya, but she was quick to be silent as you turned and walked below deck.

Of course, she followed you. You were no stranger to that, knowing her. Going into your room, she copied what you did as you flopped down onto your bed. One of her muscular arms flopped onto your chest by accident, and in an instant, you were winded, letting out a wheeze. Regaining your breath was all of a sudden difficult as her face was above your own.

Well, heck. You couldn't help observing how her eyes examined you from above, warmth growing underneath your very skin while you lay there, stunned by the beauty aloft. Then, slowly, she cupped your cheeks, moving in closer as she repositioned herself to do so.

Softly, it came from her lips. ''May I kiss you?" A slight nod and that was all she needed, irresistibly sweet lips meeting your own in a gentle embrace, your hands going up to clasp behind her neck as her hands went around your waist, holding you close. The sensation had never faded, even after all these years. Eyes closed in bliss, the faint scent of sea salt wrapping you in it like the tide to the sands that came and went, washing all it covered with the ocean's reach.

When the two of you pulled away, Nya ran her thumb along your jaw, then leaned her forehead on yours. It was just you. And her. Kept in the ocean's embrace forevermore.

#me being desperate for nya x reader fics or ficlets #also me: dreams rewritten #ok ok that aside i did have a dream about kissing nya so this whole thing had been on my mind since then #this is like smth i started writing at late night and now it's 2 in the morning LOL #anyway i doubt the kiss part was my strong suit #feel free to tell me otherwise <3 #even after all these years i've been writing I'm still experimenting with stuff #consent is hot #i hope my future girlfriend never reads this and finds me weird for liking a fictional lego woman #ok that's likely to happen #i must admit #but maybe not idk #ninjago #lego ninjago #nya jiang x reader #im desperate #pls send help #or lloyd's therapist #whoever/whatever comes first #lol there must be a part in it where stuff don't make sense #ok tell me about it if you find any #bye #not really but i gotta stop rambling #imagine i wrote a Skylor x Reader x Pixal x Nya ficlet #i think a fair amount of the community would crumble

[doctorwhoisadhd]

who in the torchwood team would hate nardole the most.

#torchwood #doctor who #nardole #dr who #dw #cannot figure it out #the one (1) thing im sure of is this: andy and nardole would get along SO well. they would LOVE each other. they meet like‚ ONE time in the #presence of at least one torchwood team member & like INSTANTLY hit it off in the background while whoever it is investigates smth and when #theyre done they come back to find nardole nd andy having a very quietly intense discussion abt smth extremely mundane & the team member #is like that photo of ben affleck with a cigarette. & then gwen finds out later that nardole and andy meet up every week to play mah-jong #also nardole would NOT fuck andy theyre just friends. and both of them get defensive if anyone ever suggests it. #in particular nardoles response is: (in a high and mighty tone of voice) 'actually. i dont sleep with cops thank you.' andys like 'whats #that supposed to mean' (a little offended) and nardoles like 'no a-dog its just a bit too messy for me‚ what with the legal system and all. #i dont do lawyers either. beyond clingy you know how it is' and andys like 'yea you know what thats reasonable i guess' #ari opinion hour #also andy DOES NOT KNOW THIS but thats the only thing preventing nardole from trying to fuck him like a bird doing one of those #weird ass mating displays. thank god for this also because it means we are all spared from whatever That would be (which‚ awkward‚ mostly) #ALSO YES NARDOLE WOULD HAVE A NICKNAME FOR ANDY BY THE END OF THAT FIRST CONVERSATION. IT WOULD BE SO FUNNY.

[pizzaqueen]

Eddie would totally tell Steve to doodle something on him and then get it tattooed and Steve thinks he’s crazy because his drawing is totally crappy but it also makes him feel weirdly good, like Eddie maybe wants Steve to stick around for a while (forever?)

#steddie #Steve x eddie #steveddie #pizzaqueentxt #I’m too tired to make this into a thing rn but Steve would be like draw what??? and Eddie would say anything #so Steve draws whatever and then he’s slightly horrified when Eddie goes to whoever and gets it tattooed #also I’m 100% sure I’m not the first person to come up with this and I’m very sorry if I’ve accidentally copied someone

[designernishiki]

#no one’s gonna pick date but god that’d be a funny option #he’d be supportive but also would be so caught off guard and so uneducated on the topic he’d say just. the stupidest shit #and you KNOW kiryu would just say it out of the fucking blue. date would probably drop a glass or something behind the counter. whiplash #anyway honestly it’s always been hard for me to pick between haruka and daigo- haruka obviously is the number one most important person to #him and if he’s gonna be that vulnerable with anyone it’s most likely gonna be her #HOWEVER. if he (miraculously) picked up on daigo never having an interest in women and having at least one close male companion that was a #liiiiitttttle too close to be Just a companion #then daigo has an advantage because. i mean. it’d guarantee the person he’d admitting this too wouldn’t judge him for it #and would have- amusingly enough- more experience in the area than kiryu himself thus the possibility for advice/reassurance #which is such an interesting conceptual conversation that I started writing it. maybe one day I’ll finish it………. #I think the only way he’d come out ti majima first would be completely on accident / incidentally #like. getting drunk with him and laughing about whatever havin a good time and after a waitress or whoever hits on kiryu majima says like #‘you know- I’ve known you for like 30 years and I don’t think I’ve ever seen you return the favor when a gal flirts with ya- so what kinda #gals ARE you into–‘ ‘I don’t think I’ve ever really been into any women. ………. ah.’ #anyway that’s just one thought #anyway have fun with this #kiryu #kazuma kiryu #yakuza #rambling #polls

[uncaught-coolfish]

thank fuck I didn’t end up in the “willingly accepts the copaganda of rwby because the fake catgirl told me to do it” club because each and every time some new person tries to stand up and preach to the world “the writers writing an organization of in universe minorities, led by a fridged desi woman, with members including an indigenous girl, two middle eastern-coded twins, and a jewish named ex slave with the initials of a german named company branded into his eye, thats ackshully ☝️🤓 just an evil bunch of reverse-racist TERRORIST ABUSERS who are ON THE LEVEL OF if not WORSE the racists OPPRESSING AND ENSLAVING THEM…… is actually good and subversive writing” I want to throw a cinder block at something I am so serious

#yeah this goes in the tag. and you know what? main tag too! idc anymore this shit makes me pissed #rwde #rwby #uncaught-coolfish #I’m half native. you guys will hear how pissed this subplot makes me feel until the end of fucking time #and idc if it’ll make some crackers crumble. the show we both like did a racism. bummer I KNOW. #leaving anon open forrrrrrrrr im curious 😁 who will call me neurodivergent slurs first #and if any of you “ITS THE TROUBLES!!!” fuckers find this post do me a favor scroll past or roll off your bed for a second and touch grass #wf adam sienna ilia whoever whatever were not “wasted potential” they were characters made up for a racist plotline in a racist show cheers #someday I’ll finish up my revamped rant on how this arc of rwby genuinely makes the show one of the most racist series to come out in. #a fucking while. but similarly it is taking a while because I am putting all my pussy anger into it #they just had to make my girl ilia an indigenous girl having to be “redeemed” by a more privileged friend who is virtually white. #i say it every time if this show were not made in texas it would be made in canada and if you know what I mean than you know what I mean.

[rubys-domain]

fuck, what if the reason i'm winning my 50/50's is because hoyo doesn't want me to have tighnari

#⇢₊˚⊹ 🩷∥ruby∥yo，ide yo !! #i'm joking obviously. this isn't a serious post #i mean i'm definitely not complaining about getting an early lyney #but that goddamn fennec fox is taking way too long to come home #on my alt i've decided i'm not gonna finish tighnari's story quest until i get tighnari #so that whenever i have the urge to play around with his kit i can just go into his quest domain #i was planning to do the same for lyney. but now i have him so i don't need to anymore #thank god #why didn't they let us try albedo in his story quest #that is an actual travesty #now i have to wait for another fucking fayz trial or whatever to get to use him again #(assuming i don't get him in his rerun) #now i'm kinda torn tho #i already have lyney on the alt. so what should i do on main. should i keep pulling? or save for venti? #even though i have him on the alt i still want him on main damn it #eh fuck it. i'll keep pulling. i should have plenty of time to get /a/ 5 star out of this banner at least，assuming high pity #at least i won't be as sad not winning the 50/50 cuz i already have him on the alt #and then it's all in for venti babyyyyyyyy #(okay MAAAAAAAYBE 4 star pity once or twice in the next banner to try for freminet like i said. but otherwise，all for venti) #(or albedo. whoever gets rerun first)

[hershelwidget]

Big fan of when Apollo

I love how one instance of this is very adorable and the other is oddly terrifying

Either way he looks like he’s asking for a hug and of COURSE he will get one!!

#the ballad of cold island #my singing monsters #wubbox #no i was not referencing that one ajr song in the first one. no i was not #new main pose unlocked: whatever that is with the hands #i cannot come up with a name for it but it does indeed live in my head now #and it's always apollo doing it so that checks out #OH I ACTUALLY DID COME UP WITH THE IDEA FROM THINKING ABOUT #HOW APOLLO WOULD LOVE 'World's Smallest Violin' BUT NOT REALLY UNDERSTAND THE LYRICS #and he'd do that pose exactly like in the first image at the end of it #and whoever he was dancing for would both be happy but also 'kid are you ok???' #anyways. apollo my son

[arielmagicesi]

btw I did very much tell you all that I was going to get back to being annoying now that season 4 is in the foreseeable future... so I wanted to rant a bit about how people in the Shadows fandom are inevitably going to start throwing the word “queerbaiting” around and I just want to say, jesus christ please do NOT... I’m so excited that they’re going to make Guillermo canonically queer and I don’t care with whom, I’ve been thrilled to see Guillermo’s personal life outside the vampire house for ages (the episode with his family???!!???), I’ve wanted him to have romantic interests outside the house forever, and I’m genuinely sincerely excited to see him as a canonically queer character. and Harvey Guillen has been absolutely lovely about the whole thing so if I see ONE GODDAMN PERSON try to give him shit about shipping-related things... don’t be an asshole, and on a more selfish note, please don’t give everyone on earth more reasons to talk about how cringe fandom shippers are all insane sex-crazed stalkers or whatever

however if we as a fandom ARE going to toss the word “queerbaiting” around, can we talk about Nadja, because it’s high time that one of her rotating cast of side pieces was a woman. I absolutely will become an insane sex-crazed stalker about that, I take back what I said five seconds ago

#me shoving all my old nandor/guillermo shippy posts under the rug and desperately trying to beat the cringe allegations #yes obviously i ship them! i have eyes! i just also contain multitudes! #and i'm the first to have love and light in my heart for my fellow shippers in the cringe fandom trenches or whatever #but please CALM DOWN!!!!! it is just a television show! #i haven't even seen anything insane yet but i feel it coming like a storm on the horizon #like my mutuals or whoever have been normal. i don't mean you all. i mean the fandom living in my nightmares #look upon my trc fangirl past and despair #do what i did not with m/ggie st/fvater and be nice and normal please #(i'm sorry maggie if you're reading this. take care of yourself and ignore the haters) #OH AND IF YOU'RE READING THIS OUT OF CONTEXT #there was an interview with some people on the show where they were asked about nandor/guillermo #and they were very clear that it will not be romantic this season #they seemed to specify 'this season' but who knows what that means #what we do in the shadows #written by me

[leatherbookmark]

gently shakes mxtx hoping some worldbuilding falls out

#this is re: the night hunts discovery but also in general #you have shit like chapter 2/3 mentioning wwx coming up with a classification of the 'severity' of the hauntings based on how many people #were killed in a timespan. or the fact that apparently there's A list of the most ??? young masters #but like. details? how did these came to be? they're just thrown into the wind and Deal With It Dear Reader #who came up with the ranking. are there monthly polls that the young ladies from the cultivating families vote on #is this something an association of matchmakers came up with. is this something out of a 'magazine' for non-cultivators #because i guess cultivators are kinda like celebrities in this 'verse? what are the criteria? WE JUST DON'T KNOW DOT BIRD #and the night hunts. what IS a night hunt. is this when people are like 'help i am being haunted/something is OFF' #is this when there are some vague reports and a group of cultivators goes 'ok we meet on the 15th around 5pm and #whoever deals with the Thing first gets to harass the locals for the payment' #is this an official tournament organized by one of the cultivating sects? #what's the difference in 'there's a Weird Beast That Oozes Slime' and 'this woman saw her child and husband get eaten #alive by a furious ghost' and are they both equally game-fied #because like. iirc the organization of a Big Official Tournament-like 'night hunt' requires one to... gather? the monsters? #oh yeah and there's that. what's the monster/ghost/fuckery density in this world. am i going to stumble on 13 different #ghosts/monsters/whatever 5 minutes into what was supposed to be a pleasant walk in the woods OR are they #more like... rare? i don't know man. i'm already tired #and like DON'T system me i know. i know this is a webnovel its purpose is Not to have impeccable everything #it's primarily a fun romp with oooooo main gay couple!! but. nng #shrimp thoughts

[syrenki]

noo house parties r fun :(( only if u invite normal people tho. You can play ur own music, get drunk for cheap, move the furniture to dance, play with house animals, worst part is cleaning up tho…

1. cleaning up

2. you're actually expected to talk with the people, have shared topics and interests etc. you can't just shut off and enjoy the abuse of your eardrums and all nerves and while staying miles away from reality because these people are here to socialize

3. no anonymity, no sense of isolation in the crowd, because it's not a crowd, everyone knows who's who here.

4. gotta keep that integrity, no fake personalities or identities. those people probably will see you a second time after this party and have met you before many times

5. people that you plan on seeing again will know how you act when drunk

in conclusion it's literally better to party with strangers. meaning crashing strangers house parties or large upscale clubs or shabby bars with dancing or elegant galas idk idc. either way when you know no one it's so much more isolating, introspective. my train of thought make sense now??

#i can get behind the music thing though. guess you just gotta make sure you go to tasteful places idk #i don't party much but obv i had experience with friends and with strangers and it's just so much more comfortable with strangers to me #i can be whoever #i can do whatever #and i'm not obliged to anyone for anything. i can come at any point not saying hello. i can leave at any time not saying goodbye. #i can change my name. i can not talk to anybody at all #shit's freeing #shit's good #that's also why i like going to concerts shows or any events alone #i'm sorry i just adore being a stranger! only when i'm not caught up in what interaction i owe to whom can i actually focus on myself #and do what i want #which is why i left the house to go out into the big wide world in the evening in the first place isn't it #so. #answered #anon

[prettycoolducks]

“I’m just glad you’re back, partner”

#art #character design #Charles + Noir #my ocs #original characters #my original characters #robots #found these in my art folder. Not quite sure when they’re from… #I don’t know if it’s quite right to put the funny and the sad in the same post but ig they cancel eachother out lol #um… anyway Noir has like. kind of a kill switch which at first helps them when they’re in a sticky situation or whatever #but later on in their story at some point it does a uh. a bad. and they have to come to terms with the fact that #there’s a part of them they can’t control. #they don’t know quite where it comes from but they assume it’s whoever made them. who they have very very vague memories about #anyway I’m gonna stop typing in the tags but pls pls pls send me asks about these guys I’ll love u forever if you do thanksss hearts and luv #this is kinda edgy which is I’m assuming why I didn’t post it when I first drew it but idec now lol #art of duck

[the-breloominati]

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#so fucking tired I want to gensh*n I really do I enjoy it I want it to be good but why the FUCK have they made the choices they have #when it comes to character design and lore #like. I know. I just. I know they can do better I want to believe dammit #I can’t but I want to #like pcktknife said in the tags of one their posts they REALLY need a diversity reader or whatever #like a person who checks stuff to make sure it’s not racist/antisemitic/ableist/etc. (I forgot the exact word for it sorry >.>) #like I think the thing that frustrates me most is that the people working are character design are ENTIRELY capable of doing better #and idk if it’s them or the design director or the fucking marketing team (whoever checks how profitable shit would be) or whoever #but istfg please talk to me in person I will not start biting you I swear I promise #like fuck idk what I was expecting. I mean I did but fuck idk there was hope #cause they’re CLEARLY capable of designing characters with darker skin and the only conclusions are that they’re either not considering them #or just fucking actively choosing not to design characters like that #and I fhufruydfvabyubhj #eqsfahbhleeafbj #I just want the game to be good man #fuck and there’s more to it cause like why would all the dark-skinned characters be concentrated in sumeru in the first place #like fucking obviously they wouldn’t touch that in the lore but that doesn’t change it being weird (if it even. does happen) #I’m just tired like. we could’ve had the world. the fucking universe even. but no I guess #eughuro f1jhdbvhubddvjg #vhgakdvghkqekbhh #also for Those fucking people in the twitter replies tell me your location so I can tear at your flesh and gnaw on your bones #and by that I mean talk peacefully. of course.

[moonbittern]

alone, young, directionless, and missing most of his memories, i think taz au dogma would make a good unsuspecting target for a shitty warlock patron

#thinking about fives and whoever else he has with him finding dogma and at first being like huh you multiclassed as a wizard? #didn't see that coming #but then NOPE #i'm disregarding whatever rules there may or may not be about alignments i'm not worried about that #this is a taz au i'm not required to care about dnd rules gsdfgsdghsg #sw taz au

[transmangeralt]

Hey guys, i know i havent been active like, at all in a long while and i dont see myself coming back on full force until i finish reading the books and force myself to watch the rest of the series lmao so this blog is now for takesies.

I am planning, eventually very in the future when i get the hyperfix back for this fandom (which, knowing me, will happen. I just dont know when), to make my modern jaskier time travel AU into a full fanfic. And i might make more TAD piano sheet music in the near future, so i would still own the blog but i would like for it to be more active and for that im gonna need someone to take the reins from me for a while.

Dm me if interested (ˊ˘ˋ*)♡

#i hop fandoms so much its annoying sometimes #i always tend to come back for a while to each ive ever been in for a significant period of time #i have never had mods on blogs before #this would be my very first time #so it would be great if someone with experience wanted to take this one #and teach me how it goes #what i do want is for whoever to just #reblog stuff #make headcanons #theories if you want #whatever #lmao

[sweetsmalldog]

Being mentally ill about my Tav and Gale

#despite it not being the best strategic move I always have my Tav disengage whoever they’re fighting to protect Gale if he’s in melee #in the same vain Gale always counterspells whatever is coming for my Tav first and foremost #my pink haired 9 int monk and their brunette 20 int wizard boyfriend that I don’t think is official actually but they’re madly in love to me

[dante-mightdie]

Reader offering her body to viking!simon as an appreciation present for protecting her xx

yes yes absolutely yes everything about this is beautiful

c/w: pillaging, death, murder, blood, loss of virginity, p-in-v sex, you and simon have no game, simon is a blunt dickhead

perhaps the village gets raided in the middle of the night :( rival clan tearing through your lovely town and pillaging it. your husband is immediately storming out of bed, throwing on his armor and grabbing his axe. he’s silent when he picks you up, slings you over his shoulder and throws you into the wardrobe,

“stay.” he commands and you respond with a quick nod of your head, looking up at him with frightened eyes until he slams the doors closed

you’re there for a good hour until you hear movement in your home. you think for a moment it might be simon but you soon hear the sounds of wood splintering and crashing as this invader trashes your home

you keep a hand over your mouth, praying whoever this is decides not to check your hiding place. that was wishful thinking, you realise once the wardrobe door is ripped open and you’re met with the cold eyes of a rival warrior who wastes no time snatching you up and throwing you to the ground, desperate screams immediately leaving your throat

you pray that someone hears you but you’re not hopeful when all you can hear through the closed windows is the muffled sounds of screams, cries and burning buildings

you pick up whatever your trembling hands can reach and throw them at the warrior as you crawl back. but everything just seems to be bouncing off of him, causing no damage whatsoever

you close your eyes when you watch him raise his weapon, ready to bring it down on you. tears slip down your cheeks and you flinch, preparing for your short lived life to be over in such a brutal manner

but no such blow comes, instead you just hear the sounds of gargling. when you open your eyes, you see the soldier on his knees in front of you, your husbands axe hanging from the side of his neck as he chokes to death on his own blood

simon is stood above him, chest heaving and rage clouding his vision as he pulls the axe out, swinging it into the man’s neck one more time for good measure

he looks at you, the storm disappearing from his expression once he sees you trembling on the floor below him, frightened out of your mind. with one arm, he effortlessly scoops you up, holding you against him. with his other hand he retrieves his axe from the corpse at his feet

he carries you out of your destroyed home, not saying a word when you tuck your face into the crook of his neck and sniffle

“thank you…” you mumble, the delicate brush of your lips tickling his skin, filling him with a warm feeling that he’ll deny ever existed

he grunts in response, hoisting you up when you start to slip in his grip. he doesn’t speak much, is the first thing you figured out about him on your wedding night

you shield your eyes from the bloodshed and horror that now bestows your village, people of your clan lay dead in the once safe streets. simon says nothing as he carries you away from it all,

“is it over?” you ask, taking your face from his neck to look at him. he gives you a firm nod of his head. you don’t say anything about the dried blood he’s coated in, nor the fact that you can feel it staining your nightgown

after a while he carries you to a secluded part of the village, with survivors gathered around and setting up tents. being the second-in-command to the chief was clearly a perk as you and simon had been set up in a small, cozy cabin

“draw me a bath.” his rough voice cuts through the silence, shrugging off his armor and stripping down until he was bare in front of you. it never failed to bring a blush to your cheeks whenever he causally exposed his naked body to you

he hadn’t bedded you once since you had been married, you had shared once chaste kiss at your wedding ceremony and since then he had barely touched you. he didn’t seem particularly interested in having you perform traditional wifely duties, he never rejected it when you offered to bathe him after a long day or when you had dinner presented on the table for him

you both just kind of exist around each other. it hadn’t really dawned on you that he’s never even called you by your name, only speaking to you in blunt sentences

“oi. did you hear me?” he says, stopping to turn to you when he realised you hadn’t moved from your spot. you shake yourself from your thoughts and nod your head, scrambling over to the fire to begin boiling the water for his bath

he carries the heavy pots of boiling water for you, snatching them from your hands when he sees you nearly burn yourself. once his bath was finished, he climbed into the steaming water

you watch him from the bed, chewing on your lip and playing with your fingers as he scrubs his skin with the soap. his back is to you as your map out the scars littering the rippled muscle

you feel indebted to him. whilst he wasn’t the nicest man, he certainly wasn’t the cruelest. he was good to you in a strange way. he never forced himself on you, even on your wedding night. he had never uttered words with intent to hurt your feelings

you stand from your place on the bed and nervously stumble over to the tub, kneeling beside him. he doesn’t look at you when you take a cloth and begin cleaning his back

he lets his hands fall into the water, leaning forward ever so slightly. you notice how his eyes fall shut. he’s probably exhausted, you think to yourself

“would you like me to brush your hair, husband? I… I can-“ you question, looking at him as you run the soap through his hair and making an effort to detangle the mop on his head

“do what you want.” he grunts, shrugging his broad shoulders and dropping them down with enough weight to make the water splash

you nod your head even though he can’t see you. after a few minutes of, quite frankly, uncomfortable silence, you place the soap down as a silent signal that you were finished

he stands to all his glory, 6’4 with water dripping down from his hair all the way down his thigh defined thighs and back into the water. you immediately avert your eyes when you drag your eyes down to his cock, hanging heavy between his legs and pass him a towel

you gather a comb and place a pillow on the floor between your legs. still not bothering to get dressed, he just drops his tired body down leaving you no option but to spread your legs to accommodate his large frame

you spend a good 30 minutes trying to get the comb through his shaggy dirty blond hair but you eventually manage to tame it into a clean and detangled state. you use a tie from your wrist to tie it up into a messy bun so it will stay out of his face

“I-I’m finished…” you say, placing your hands on your lap to prevent yourself from reaching out and tracing the tattoos on his shoulder blades. as you expected, he just gives you a grunt, his way of saying thank you

you stand from the bed, watching as he moves around the room with his back to you

“simon?” you call out with hesitation, “would you… would you like to come to bed… with me?”

he turns to look at you, his brow furrowed with confusion, “I am… I’ll be there in a minute.”

you shake your head, taking your hand up to untie the front of your nightgown, “no… I mean… would you like to be intimate with me?”

you’re certain that your face must be bright red with embarrassment, but you power through as you slip your gown off. you’re stood naked in front of him, shifting on your feet as he stares you down with an unreadable expression

he shifts his whole body to you now, folding his arms over his chest as he looks you up and down

“say something, please.” you squeak out, your hands coming up to poorly cover your breasts. he lets out a small laugh in response and you think you’ve completely humiliated yourself

“you want me to fuck you?” he asks bluntly, taking one hand down to lightly fondle his flaccid cock. you nod your head eagerly, biting your lip

“you ever done tha’ before?” he smirks, cocking his head to the side. he’s quite enjoying this newfound confidence, if you can even call it that. you shake your head, fiddling with your fingers

“it’s gonna hurt.” he warns, raising his eyebrows and scanning your face for any form of hesitation

“will it feel good eventually?” you ask, a small glimmer of hope spreading in your eyes when you realise he’s actually considering your request. you expected him to shoot you down with a laugh

“maybe.” he shrugs, “you still want me to fuck you, little one?”

his hand is wrapped firmly around his cock now, stroking it until it was fully erect. you can’t take your eyes off it, not even to see the cocky smirk across his face

“yes.” you whisper out, “please.”

he cocks his head to the side, “get on the bed. spread your legs.”

you crawl onto the bed, laying on your back and folding your hands across your stomach. you chew on your lip, your eyes trained on the ceiling. you can’t bear to look at him as you spread your legs, giving him a clear view of your most intimate area

“want me to lick your cunt first?”

his words make your pussy ache. his blunt tone would be horrifying on anyone else but you know him now. it’s just who he is. it’s so amazingly him. the question is followed by the sound of spitting and the slick sounds of him stroking his cock

“I- yes- I just- I’m not sure i’ll like it.” you admit, sheepishly. you glance down when you feel the bed shift and his big hands wrap around your thighs. you see him knelt between your legs, lips inches away from your aching pussy

he grunts, and with no warning, he closes the gap and runs his tongue from your opening then all the way up to your clit. he wraps his lips around the bud, giving a harsh suck

you throw your head back, letting out a stuttered moan. your hands shift from their place to his hair, tugging on it and loosening a few strands which fall around his face

he spends a good bit of time trialling things out, learning what you like based on how much you yanked at his hair or bucked your hips

he slips a finger in your entrance once he’s sure you’re wet enough, groaning at the way your legs slam around his head. the feeling of your thighs clenching around his face makes his cock twitch against the mattress

your cunt takes his fingers greedily, sucking around his thick digits when he slips another one in. your hips buck up at his mouth when he flicks his tongue around your clit

you feel a tightening in your stomach after a fuck minutes of his fingers fucking in and out of you, scissoring them to stretch you wider for him. he waits until he can feel you right on edge and he hears your moans pick up to pull his fingers out

you let out a whine at the lack of contact, handing right on edge of your ruined orgasm

“quite yer whinin’. you can cum around my cock instead.” he groans, pumping his cock a few times before lining it up with your weeping pussy

he places one hand on the underside of your thigh and pushes it up as he pushes in slowly. you let out a gasp and grip his forearm, nails digging into his skin. he doesn’t stop, only slows his pace

“nearly there…” he groans just before he bottoms out, his pubic bone pressed against your clit. he grinds his hips slowly to help you adjust to the feeling of being stuffed full

“do that again…” you whine out, arching your back for him. he grinds his hips a few more times, waiting until there’s no resistance from you before actually beginning to fuck his cock in and out of you

you slam your hand over your mouth when you feel the tip of his cock brush against this spongy spot inside of your cunt

he shifts his position, moving so he’s kneeling on the bed. he wraps his arms around your thighs and tugs you so your ass rests on his thighs

he wraps a hand around his cock, gliding the tip through your folds one time before slipping back inside you. he uses his grip on your hips as leverage to fuck into you faster than before

the room is filled with a mixture of your moans and his grunts along with the sound of his balls slapping your ass

your hands move to rest on his shoulders to keep you straight as he rams his cock into your cunt. that familiar tight feeling creeps up on you soon again. you tap his shoulder lightly

“si- simon… ‘m gonna- fuck-“ you cry out, throwing your head back against the pillows

“me too, little one. come on… cum around your husbands cock…” he grunts, leaning forward to put you in a mating press. his permission was all you needed to let go, your cunt pulsing around his cock erratically

he gives you a few more sloppy thrusts before pulling his cock and out, desperately jerking it a few times before he paints his load all over your tummy. he rubs the tip against your clit to milk your orgasm, the final remnants of his cum dribbling out onto your pussy

he doesn’t enjoy the afterglow of his orgasm very long before he’s standing up and grabbing a cloth to clean you both up. he blows out the candles that light up your bedroom before wrapping you both up in blankets and furs

he lays on his back, tucking you under his arm so you can rest your head on his shoulder. you lay away from him, wrapping your arms around his bicep and pressing your face into the muscle

in tune with his usual character, he doesn’t say a word to you but this is progress, you think. a soft smile gracing your lips as you drift off into a peaceful slumber

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