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gaysimpsstuff · 3 years

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Hi! I was wondering if I could request more of the Mha biggest kinks? I really liked it. I would like to request two characters and the rest you can choose. The characters I wanted to request were Tokoyami and Aizawa. I hope you have a good rest of your day! Stay safe, and don’t get sick!

Alrighty! Let’s goooo!

Sorry, this took so long to come out, I had very little motivation and my brain was being mean, but I have motivation again now and so I'm ready to begin writing again.

Hopefully, I'll be able to get a fic out to you guys every three days or so.

Part One Here

Part Two Here

Genre: smut

Type: headcanons

Warnings: smut, heavy kinks, BDSM, NSFW

Characters: Tokoyami, Tsuyu, Mirko, Aizawa

Other: I must admit, I headcanon Tokoyami as asexual, so writing for him was a lil difficult, but It presented a unique challenge and well, I love writing challenges and you know that!

NSFW Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin @thesubtlewhore @popcatx0

Fumikage Tokoyami/ Tsukoyomi-

Submission- this man has 0% confidence. He doesn’t trust himself to dom. He’s gotten so used to not being in control being a bad thing, so according to trauma response, it’s likely that loss of control will become a kink for him. He needs this, okay? Needs to be taught that not having control isn’t always a bad thing. It really isn’t when he’s moaning beneath you.

Threesomes- he’s very used to not being alone, Dark Shadow will be there even during sex with you. It’s embarrassing at first, but you’ve gotten used to him being there during your dates, so it’s almost as if you’re dating Dark Shadow as well. Dark shadow indulges in Fumikage’s more... raunchy kinks, the ones that he’d be too embarrassed to ask you about.

Costumes- He just wants to be fucked while you’re both dressed like royalty. He doesn’t know why, but many types of fancy clothes turn him on. This may just be because his form of self-expression is rare, and so he has few friends who indulge in a more Emo style. He has no objections to being dressed like a prince or princess (he’d even wear bright colors for you).

Love and Affection- I headcanon him as Ace, so for this he’s Demi. And what leads to Demisexuals being sexually attracted to someone? Love and affection. Just kiss his beak and pet his head and tell him you love him. It might result in him crying because he’s never gotten that affection before.

Humiliation- He’s still kinky, okay? He likes being degraded, hit, and told just what a ‘silly little slut boy’ he’s being. He wants you to have him pressed into the pillow, whining as he babbles about what a bad boy he’d been.

Choking- Listen, a boy who wears a bright red choker wants it to be replaced with your fingers, okay? It’s best when you’re indulging in his costume kink + a little roleplay and you’re acting as some warrior or supervillain and he’s some hero boy trying to take you down. Usually results in him being choked against the wall as he grinds down on your leg.

Tsuyu Asui/ Froppy-

Look at that beautiful woman

Switch- Look at her and tell me she doesn’t have the capacity to top or bottom. Really, she’s quite incredible like that. She also has very little preference so it mostly depends on whether you want to top or bottom.

Bondage- this is more of a bottom Tsu thing, she likes shibari best, beautiful ropes (or silk for better comfort) keeping her body from moving away, while the patterns and colors compliment her soft and sweaty skin.

Praise- Doesn’t matter who’s topping and who’s bottoming, praise is wonderful. Once you called her a good girl after training (when she totally kicked Kaminari’s ass) she just kind hid her face and squealed. It was adorable. She’s also very honest, so when she praises you it’s usually just her being honest with you. It’s so very sweet and ugh- damnit now I just wanna hug her

Hand Kink- Nothing is better then feeling your hands tracing her body, cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, pulling her hair, just touching her. You’ve caught her just kind of... staring at your hands multiple times. The best thing is when she’s pressed down into the mattress, clutching the sheets, and you grab her hand, curling your fingers between hers and flexing them.

Hair Pulling- Nobody has that much hair and doesn’t develop a hair pulling kink, and that’s literally all I have to say on the matter.

Tongue Play- More of a Top Tsu thing (hehe alliteration), she will tie you up with her tongue if she wants to, and she’s done that before. The oral is great, ass, pussy, dick, no matter where you want her tongue it will be there, and it will be everywhere. You want to be absolutely at her mercy? Just ask her to use her tongue. She may or may not get carried away because it just feels so powerful, to be able to make you feel so many things with just one body part that she’s trained to have complete control over.

Rumi Usagiyama/ Mirko-

Domination- Look, just- just look. Look at that woman. Tell me she doesn’t want to always be on top. Tell me she doesn’t take offense to being asked if she wants a break from topping. Tell me she won’t shove you against the wall, bed, floor, fucking table and just absolutely take control of you. Tell me she doesn’t own you. Now I’m not personally attracted to women but this woman is the one fucking exception.

Mommy- She likes this mostly because it humiliates her bottom. It’s embarrassing to say something so lewd, to refer to her almost like your caretaker, and she loves it. Especially when her sub whimpers or stutters while calling her that, she fucking loves it.

Brat-Play/Punishment- If you’ve read the Team-ups special manga thingie, you saw her appreciate Bakugou’s pure rage towards villains, which makes me think she enjoys putting villains in their place. She lovess watching you misbehave, pretending she doesn’t care, then absolutely wrecking you when you get back home. Her favorite thing is the tears + plus barely being able to apologize for their brattiness.

Predator/Play- I mean, she’s an animal. She loves the chase, feeling so powerful over her helpless little sub. If her partner’s quirk makes them a wolf or something that traditionally hunts rabbits, then she’ll be estatic about competing with you for dominance before proving again and again and again that she’s the one who wears the pants in this relationship (or the one-piece hero costume ig)

Biting/Marking- Everyone. Everyone needs to know who you belong to. Even if your skin physically cannot bare marks, she will still bite and suck at your neck and shoulders to try and show off the marks. Show off the cute little sub that belongs solely to her.

Breeding- She’s a rabbit, it’s instict to want children. Even though she can’t get her sub pregnant, she will still babble about fucking a baby into you. Maybe if you’re AMAB and could get her pregnant, she’d just ride you until you get her pregnant (even though she probably doesn’t actually want kids, so protection is used).

Shouta Aizawa/ Eraserhead-

Bondage- He's a hero, he's conditioned to know that he's won when his opponent is all tied up. He feels like he's won you over when you let him tie you up, and he loves the feeling of knowing you can't escape him.

Daddy- I mean seriously, you can't just act like a literal father figure to every single person around you and not have a daddy kink! He likes to take care of you, and he loves it when you cry 'Daddy please!'

Teasing- Even if he's a caregiver at heart, he won't just give you what you want. You need to beg and whine and scream for it. He wants to stave off your orgasm, avoid touching you where you need it, just to hear your pitiful whimpers and the way you cry for him.

Teaching- now he doesn't enjoy a teacher kink as in 'you're my student' kind of roleplay, but he does enjoy teaching someone inexperienced just how to suck him off, how to hold onto him, and what to say to make him growl.

Praise- He wasn't praised much, still isn't, so being told he's perfect for you will either end up with him literally crying on you, or fucking you harder just to hear you tell him how much you enjoy his cock.

Cock Worship- Nothing gets a man going like having your partner on their knees in front of you, kissing and sucking on your balls, treating you like a god. It's incredible to have you take your time pleasuring him.

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fernweh-writes · 3 years

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Hey, it’s me again :3

My birthday is soon(next week on the Friday)

So I wondered if you could write headcanons for the Slasher with an Birthday S/O.

Like what would they give her, what would they do on her birthday. You probably get what I mean.

But only if it’s alright and you got time, if not it’s also fine^^

I already say thank you :3💕💕(btw I really love your writing <3)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE, I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AMAZING DAY!! I did see the other little tidbit you sent in and yes, ofc, anything for you. Especially since it’s your birthday and you asked so nicely<3

(Going ahead and posting this a lil early… i think? I can’t remember when you sent this in sorry :/)

-Fern🌿

Slashers on their S/O’s Birthday

Warnings: NSFW content, 18+

Michael Myers

Michael has always been pretty indifferent towards birthdays. So what, you’re getting older big whoop. He doesn’t see them as important and doesn’t understand the point of celebrating them.

However, as you keep mentioning to him that your birthday is coming up, he gets the hint. Michael isn’t stupid and he knows you well enough to be able to tell what you want.

Still, Michael isn’t going to throw you a party or decorate or anything like that. Instead he makes a statement just by spending the entire day with you.

During your time spent together you find out Michael did actually buy a cake for you. Although it was also partially for his own benefit as well seeing as he has a major sweet tooth. He even got “Happy Birthday y/n” written on the top in your favorite color. When you bite into it, you realize that it’s also your favorite flavor.

After the cake, Michael brings you a small box with a horribly tied ribbon wrapped around it. Don’t look at him funny, he tried okay. So what the gift inside was most likely stolen from a victims, you got a present that you loved. Isn’t that all that really matters?

Michael isn’t much of a giver in bed, he prefers to take. He mainly focuses on achieving his own end and whatever pleasure you get during that is what you get. But tonight he’ll make a point of not only making you finish first once, but numerous times throughout the night. Today is about you after all, why not try and set a new record in bed to mark the start of a new age.

Bo Sinclair

Morning sex, congratulations, this morning you become breakfast for Bo. No need to get up early to cook for him when he can simply devour you.

Surprise! He won’t be an ass to anyone for one whole day. Just for you darlin’. If some people happen to stumble into town, Bo won’t let anyone ruin your day, and quickly has Vincent take care of them. Even Lester will help out if need be, even though Les hates participating in the “family company”.

Sneaks away in the middle of the night to decorate the house. Luckily, Vincent pitches in and helps him make everything look nice. Bo goes all out with streamers, balloons, banners, he even got you a cake!

He’s more than eager to give you your presents as well. Of course he had to buy you a lingerie set, it’s a surprise that’ll help the two of you later that night…

Bo is a simple man, he just wants everyone to know that you belong to him. So he also got you a dainty little necklace of his name. Sure it may be cute to you, but secretly he’s laying his claim to you.

Usually he’s busy with keeping up the town but just this once he spends the entire day with you. Bo spending so much quality time with you doing whatever you want really says a lot.

He may even take you to the next town over for a nice dinner. After all, no one should have to cook on their own birthday and it’ll make good use of the cute little sundress he got you and gives you the opportunity to dress up. You better wear the lingerie he got you under it though. Good luck making it to the bedroom when the two of you get back from the restaurant.

Vincent Sinclair

You’re not sure who is more excited, him or you. Vincent makes sure that you have the best time ever and makes the whole day about you. It’s the perfect chance for him to spend the whole day with you and show you how much he loves you.

When you wake up he’ll be missing. He woke up early to make you your favorite breakfast. He had hoped to bring it to you in bed but sadly you’ve always been the early riser. Luckily for you, unlike Bo, Vincent is a good cook. How do you think the three boys survived before you showed up?

Vincent has always been a more private person so while there’s not any decorations all over the house and he can’t take you out to a fancy dinner you can still expect plenty of sweet surprises. He made you a bouquet of wildflowers that he picked, got you the new books you had been telling him you wanted, managed to snag one of the vinyls for the new album your favorite artist had recently released, and even got you some new outfits that he thought would look cute on you.

Vincent would be the one to put on music and dance around the living room with you. He enjoys personal time with you and uses the day to really express to you just how much he cares for you.

At the end of the day he runs you a hot bath. While you soak in the tub he throws around the rose petals and gets the ribbons and candles ready. Before you have time to get dressed Vincent will be scooping you up, tossing you on the bed, and tying you up. Be ready for a long night!

Thomas Hewitt

There’s not really much he can do for you seeing as the town is running low on supplies. Still, he’ll do his best to still make your birthday special for you. Mainly he’s just going to kick Hoyt and Monty out for the day so that you can have one peaceful day together. Luda gets to stay seeing as she’s also happy to celebrate with you.

Thomas lets Luda Mae know he wants to surprise you with something. So while he works on the surprise she’ll make sure to keep you occupied. Luda Mae will fix your hair for you and go ahead and give you the gift that she had made you, a sundress made from floral print fabric. She’s so happy her son found someone, especially someone as beautiful as you.

Thomas will have handmade you a small necklace. Since you didn’t tell him about your birthday until shortly before the day, you left him with little time to make it. He’s lucky that your comfortable with Luda Mae and he can get her to keep you distracted,

When Tommy sees you with the dress his momma made you and your hair fixed up he almost forgets about the small piece of jewelry in his pocket.

After hearing you squeal with delight when you open his gift he’s ecstatic! He loves nothing more than making you happy. when you eagerly get him to help you put it on he thinks he’s going to spontaneously combust with his love for you.

Luda Mae will bake you a cake. You’re basically her daughter in law at this point and she’s going to make sure that you have a good day. She enjoys having another woman in the house and enjoys seeing you and Thomas happy together. You’ve given her the complete family that she’s always wanted.

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms is very good at being sneaky. At this point, Malcolm already knows that Brahms is a real person. So Brahms has no issue with getting Malcolm to bring him everything he needs and giving him the extra money for the week. He makes sure to cover all the bases, he got you presents, a small cake, and of course stuff to decorate the living room.

The decorations in the living room aren’t necessarily the best. Brahms hasn’t been responsible for doing anything like this in his whole life. But he still does his best to try and impress you and make you happy. Just don’t expect for his best to be very good. After all, it is the thought that counts.

Honestly Brahms not being self centered for once should be enough of a surprise. It’s your birthday so he’ll make sure to be on his best behavior just for you! No tantrums or arguing, he promises! He even makes sure to hide the schedule for the day to make sure you know that today you get to relax.

Of course, you’ll still have to cook since Brahms is only capable of making sandwiches. His peanut butter to jelly ratio may be perfect but that’s not exactly the type of meal he thinks you would want on your birthday. So he does make sure to get the ingredients for all of your favorite foods!

Your presents include expensive jewelry, pretty clothes, and of course lingerie although that’s more of a gift for Brahms than it is for you. He’ll have you model all of the dresses and clothes that he got you. The big finale is the lace bra and underwear that you won’t be wearing for much longer.

Brahms is a switch and usually ends up being the more submissive one in bed. Tonight however, he’ll co for a change of pace and be more dominant. For once, he was the one spoiling you instead of the other way around and that brings out the more mature and dominant side of him. Expect o be sore the next day though, Brahms isn’t exactly good with holding back.

Billy Loomis

Billy has a tendency to be narcissistic and obviously an ass. But he can also be great at hiding those traits. On your birthday he makes sure to do exactly that, really playing up the bad boy/boy next door front he’s capable of. Tatum did believe that he was practically perfect, and on your special day, he’ll do his best to do exactly that.

He may not have the same money as Stu, but he still manages to spoil you. You’ll have his full attention for the day and he let you decide almost everything. Billy even lets you pick out the movies that you watch together on your birthday, which is something he’s never allowed to happen before.

Seeing you be happy gives him a funny feeling that he’s not used to which can cause him to act a little awkward. You throw him off a little bit. He didn’t expect to care so much about someone until you fell into his lap. He’s a simp for you and he knows it. If he wasn’t then he wouldn’t be making reservations for that fancy restaurant you loved and buying you a new outfit just for said reservation. Yeah he’s down bad.

Makes sure that you order whatever you want, today cost doesn’t matter. But if he knows your favorite, he orders for you in an attempt to impress you. See, he remembers your favorite food, isn’t he just the best. Also gets your favorite over priced dessert even if you have to take it to go. He can’t bake and he knows that store bought cake just doesn’t compare to the fancy restaurants.

He bought you lingerie for under that cute little outfit and he expects to see it by the end of night. Expect to pinned against the front door before either of you has the chance to unlock it. Billy has been imagining you in nothing but your birthday suit all night and he simply cannot wait any longer.

There’s nothing he enjoys more than seeing you fall apart underneath him. He loves seeing you look absolutely cock drunk with your makeup smeared on your face. Your moans and begs eventually begin to melt together and you just become and incoherent mess as he makes you cum again and again. It’s still not enough for him though, he’s going to make you scream.

Stu Macher

He is very determined to make you have the best day over. Expect breakfast in bed! It may not be great but eat it anyways, Stu is not a morning person and he managed to drag his ass out of bed early just for you. So even if the scrambled eggs have the occasional crunch to them it’s best to just grin and bear it.

Is very determined to take you shopping. Expect for him to buy you anything that you touch or pick up. Like the amazing boyfriend he is he will also carry the many bags that you end up with. You’ll have a brand new wardrobe by the end of the day. Of course he made you pick out a few lingerie sets. He even pointed out the ones he liked and made you find your size.

Of course, Stu will still take you out to a fancy restaurant and do the whole traditional night out thing. After dinner though the two of you will end up on the roof of his house that he made sure to help you out on. Stu is secretly a hopeless romantic deep down and will spend time looking at the stars with you because he thinks it’s something that you would like. Will listen to you as you ramble on about planets and watch as you point out constellations if that’s something you do.

Stu is very clingy at all times so he will be hanging over you all day. That’s nothing really out of the ordinary though. But usually those touches include grabbing your boobs, smacking your ass, and rubbing your hips. On your birthday the touches turn more gentle. Expect him to gently tuck your hair behind your ear so he can see your face, gently caressing your cheek, rubbing your knuckles while he holds your hand, all soft and sweet gestures to convey he truly does care.

He’s usually very fast paced with everything including talking, movements, and of course that includes in bed. But tonight he’ll be slow and gentle, drawing everything out. Also makes sure to focus on your pleasure instead of his own for once.

Asa Emory

Asa never thought he would celebrate anyone’s birthday. He certainly never celebrated his own and doesn’t see the point in doing so. To him, birthdays are just another day and there’s no point in celebrating ageing. So he went about most of his life ignoring birthdays, until you came along.

Asa adored you and your enthusiasm for life and all the good things in the world. You were a bright person, especially when compared to him, and he loved the innocence about it. So when you began to mention your birthday coming up with excitement in your voice he knew that you had expectations for your special day.

He may not be a person who celebrates but he’ll be damned if he disappoints. You’re the one good thing life has given him and he’s not letting you get away from him. If that means getting you a small cupcake and sticking a candle in it and a present then so be it. He can manage doing a little something for you.

When he’s not in his collector persona he is much more awkward and an absolute dork in your eyes. So when he takes you out for a nice dinner you’ll notice his slightly off behavior. Asa doesn’t like crowded public spaces and you’ll be able to pick up on his fidgeting. Luckily your good at carrying the conversation for him.

Asa appreciates that you understand it’s hard for him. So when you begin to do most of the talking and don’t pressure him to contribute much to the conversation besides the occasional nod he’s able to relax.

On the way home he gets nervous once more. What if you hate the present he got for you or expected more. He had only gotten you one thing and it wasn’t much. But when you finally open it and you light up like a kid on Christmas morning he lets out a heavy sigh and finally relaxes. It was only a simple necklace but you acted like he had just handed you the stars.

Asa will be surprisingly gentle with you for one night. Of course, he’ll still tie you up and absolutely wreck you but he makes sure to leave out the cutting and biting out for once. The only bruises you have will be on your hips from his harsh grip. It’s the closest thing you’re going to get to love making from him, but you know him well enough to get the meaning behind it.

Jesse Cromeans

Anything you want and it’s yours, he can make anything happen for you. He makes sure to tie up any loose ends with his business well before your birthday so that nothing can interrupt his time spent with you. Of course he makes sure to spoil you even more than he normally does.

Would love to take you on some fancy vacation and stay in one of the finest hotels there. Go ahead, pick any place you want to travel to and he’ll make the arrangements. He makes sure that anywhere he takes you is more private and remote rather than tourist-y though. Both so that he feels more comfortable and so that you can feel special and not have to deal with crowds.

Does the whole flower petals on the bed, candles, flowers, ice bucket with champagne kind of ordeal back at the hotel. Did you really expect him not to though? He has the money to so why not and he knows that even though you claim it’s cheesy that you absolutely love it. Th blush on your face and look in your eyes give away your love of cheesy things and he pays attention to every little thing you do.

Of course you get new jewelry, designer clothes, and lingerie but you get other gifts as well. Pretty much anything you’ve mentioned to him recently he makes sure to get you. Rambling on about that new book your favorite author just released? It’s yours! Been needing new materials for any of your hobbies? You got them!

Expect rough sex. Jesse rarely does gentle and with how much smaller you are than him he can sometimes accidentally hurt you. Your just so small and fragile compared to him kitten, he can’t help it. Of course he always makes sure to take care of you afterwards with a hot bath and will gently massage the knots out of your muscles. Jesse always makes sure that you’re taken care of.

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hauntedfalcon · 3 years

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living in midnight

for day four of Nile Freeman Week: "Nile & Struggle" plus a fantasy AU in which superheroes exist, Nile isn't one of them, and she doesn't let that stop her. 1700 words, rated M for swearing. content warning for wounds and needles because it's Nile's turn for sapphic patching up, as a treat

the title is from Lianne La Havas’s “Midnight”. many thanks to @flightsofwonder for beta reading <3

read on AO3 or below

Nile opens her eyes to see an unfamiliar ceiling. There is an unfamiliar pillow under her head, and she is recumbent on an unfamiliar sofa. Above it is a window, where streetlights reflect in the sinuous trails of raindrops.

Rain. Knives. Three attackers. She fought like hell, might have broken someone’s arm, but they landed one good hit. They left her for dead in an alley. She watched her own blood run into a puddle.

She bolts upright--and hisses when a wave of agony breaks over her, starting in her abdomen and shooting everywhere.

“Please don’t move,” says a softly accented voice. “You’re safe here. I haven’t seen your face.”

Nile collapses back down to the pillow and touches her face, just to be sure. Her mask is still in place. She drops her hand and forces one eye open, blurry with pained tears, to get a look at whoever dragged her in from the alley.

A white woman. Dark shoulder-length hair. Youngish, maybe Nile’s age. Dressed all in black, much like her--not for stealth but for soft goth vibes. Cute, if she’s honest, but this isn’t the fucking singles bar, get it together Freeman.

“I staunched the bleeding,” her rescuer says, “but I was waiting until you were conscious to do the stitches.”

“Do we have to?” Nile groans before she can stop herself.

A blink-and-you’ll-miss-it smile. “I’m afraid so. Would you like some fortitude?” The amateur surgeon holds out a bottle of Everclear.

Ugh. Nile takes the cap off and drinks deep, leaving enough in the bottle to sterilize whatever needs to be sterilized. It tastes like ass and lingers at the back of her throat.

Before the alcohol can set in and obliterate her senses, she says, “Can I borrow your phone?”

The woman hesitates. Very wise of her.

“Listen,” Nile says. “We had two leads come in at the same time. Al-Tayyib took one and I took the other, and mine was a decoy, which means...” She can’t, won’t, say it aloud. She hates how feeble she sounds. “I just have to check in with him. Please.”

The woman hands her a smartphone, unlocked. Nile hits the keycode to make the call anonymous, then dials Joe’s shitty flip phone from memory. He keeps it on silent when he’s on the rounds, and he’ll only answer if he’s safe.

Pick up, she wills him, because if she has to hear his stupid cheerful voicemail greeting now of all times, she’s going to scream right in front of this poor woman who didn’t ask for any of this drama in her life. Pick up, pick up, pick--

“Pronto.”

Nile’s gut tightens (painfully, but that’s not what matters right now) at the sound of another unfamiliar voice. The assassin. Joe walked into a trap.

“Where is he?” she demands, trying to sound hard and not like she’s lying on a stranger’s couch with an open wound.

A gust in the speaker. Is he laughing at her? She strains to hear anything that would give away their location: traffic, a clock tower, machinery, anything. There’s nothing else. No hint of Joe yelling in the background, either.

“I will return him to you presently,” says the asshole. Very formal.

“What, after you shank him like your goons did to me?”

“They were instructed not to kill you,” he says in a voice that wouldn’t fog a window in January. “Did you die?”

White-hot rage flares out of her with no place to go. “Where is he, you son of a--” But he has already hung up on her.

Nile resists the urge to growl. If this was her phone she would throw it against the wall. Instead she quickly deletes the record of the outgoing call, and hands the phone back to the woman, who pockets it. “Thank you,” she says tightly.

“I’m sorry to say so,” says the woman as she holds the tip of a curved needle in a candle flame, “but you are in no condition to save anyone right now.”

She blows out a sigh in answer. When she pulls the hem of her shirt up and peels away the medical tape and bandage pad, she discovers that the woman is absolutely right. This isn’t the worst Nile has been hurt and still fought, but it is pretty bad.

And it’s one thing to trash a gang of traffickers while she’s actively bleeding. It’s something totally different to track down a guy who has been three steps ahead of them this whole time, and seems to have removed his sense of morals with an ice cream scoop.

There’s only one thing left to do: say a silent prayer. The way she learned to pray feels insufficiently casual for the circumstances; she wishes she knew more about the format of the rakat. All she remembers is, “God hears the one who praises him,” so she starts on the Lord’s Prayer because praise comes before petition.

In place of, “Give us this day our daily bread,” she substitutes, “Get Joe out of this with his head,” and then she has to hold back a giggle at the rhyme. She must have lost a lot of blood.

The woman wipes the needle down with Everclear. “You know, I met the old Guardian too.”

Nile eyes her carefully. She won’t say Andy’s name in this woman’s presence. She won’t say Joe’s name either, much less her own. She won’t slip no matter how much blood she’s lost or how strong the alcohol is or how fundamentally good and trustworthy this woman seems or how much this is going to hurt. “Not under the same conditions,” she presumes.

“Very similar,” the woman says with another fleeting smile. “I hope she’s well?”

“She’s good,” Nile hastens to reassure her. “She retired.” And she left Nile her nom de guerre and all the weight that went with it.

“I’m glad she made it that long.”

“Probably thanks to you,” Nile says, and she gets a longer smile for it.

Then the needle bites into her skin and Nile whimpers softly and throws an arm over her eyes. She’s hard. She’s tough. This is what she does.

The woman’s gloved hand pinches the wound closed as she stitches. She works quickly, professionally. “I’m really glad you found me,” Nile manages. “I can’t exactly go to a hospital.”

“I think you would be surprised,” the woman says. “You are well loved in this city. People would protect your identity.”

That’s not it. Nile can’t go to hospital because there’s a chance her mom would be on shift, and the only thing worse than keeping her alter ego secret from her mom is the idea that she would find out because Nile came in on a gurney. She can’t do that to her.

A tug, as she ties the thread off, and then a snip of the shears. Nile lifts her head and looks down at a slightly puckered, neatly stitched, no longer bleeding knife wound.

Her laugh sounds brittle, just this side of hysterical. The woman glances at her. “I have work tomorrow,” Nile says weakly.

The woman tapes a fresh bandage over the wound. “Me too.”

No rest for the righteous. “The struggle is real, huh? Sorry for keeping you up late.”

“I will call in if you do,” the woman offers.

But going into the office in the morning might be the soonest opportunity to make sure Joe is okay. Nile pulls her shirt down and zips her bomber jacket over it. “I should go.”

The woman sets one hand on Nile’s arm. “Please stay. You shouldn’t be out alone tonight.”

“They might have been watching when you brought me inside,” Nile warns.

“Then I will need your protection, won’t I?” the woman says without blinking, as if she’s not the one that just saved Nile’s whole life.

Nile cracks an incredulous smile but the woman just gazes at her solemnly.

“Okay,” she says at last. “Okay, I’ll stay. Thank you. And I’m sorry for bleeding on your couch.”

It’s not enough, but the woman just sets about cleaning up her supplies. Nile settles back against the pillow and wills her muscles to unclench.

“May I ask,” the woman asks as she washes her hands, “why you do this? You don’t have superpowers.”

No, and none of the people who do have taken this city under their protection. Flippant, lazy answers parade through Nile’s mind, because she’s not in a charitable mood. Anger issues. No one else is gonna do it. I’m a giant masochist, actually.

But when she opens her mouth, the first thing that comes out is Andy’s answer, from when Nile asked her years ago. “Because there are people worth fighting for.”

Then Joe’s answer: “People who won’t get justice any other way.”

And, finally, one that’s all hers. “I have a responsibility. This is my city”

She’s going to pass out any minute, but beneath her fatigue there’s still a live coal of the feelings that made her put this mask on in the first place. This is her damn city. She spends so much time in the guts of its shitty justice system, and the rest of the time punching assholes, that she sometimes forgets her city is full of ordinary, decent people. Good people. People who will bring someone in from the rain. People like…

“What’s your name?” Nile asks, and then catches herself. “I can’t--give you mine. Sorry. It might be safer if I don’t know yours.”

“Celeste,” says the woman.

Good people like Celeste. How comforting that is.

Her pain is down to an ache instead of a burn, and her eyes drift closed. In the morning, she’ll be out of Celeste’s hair. She’ll shower at her apartment, carefully, and she’ll go into Legal Aid, and Joe will be there, a little banged up but alive. He’ll hug her, quick and tight, and they’ll loiter by the coffee maker and speak in low voices and sort out their next play. And when the work day is over, they’ll go with Andy and Quỳnh down to Booker’s for drinks and darts, and Nile will order a bouquet of flowers sent to Celeste’s apartment in thanks. Everything, for given quantities of everything, will be fine.

Confident in her safety, secure in her purpose, Nile rests.

#The Old Guard #Nile Freeman #nileweek2021

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If is it possible that you would write a fanfic story about what Nicole had whispered to Deeks in his ears during the investigation in 4×23 "Parley" that affected him badly?

A/N: Ok, I’m really not sure what Monica said to Deeks at all, so I’m taking some liberties for angst purposes.

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If I Could Change It All

Sighing, Deeks scrubs his hands over his face and through his hair. He’d escaped to the bathroom for two seconds of to hopefully compose himself.

The past several has been nothing short of hell. When Granger had first invited him for drinks out of the blue, he’d known it wasn’t going to be good. He’d expected to be fired though, not sent on a solo undercover mission as Granger’s personal lackey.

As much as he’d wanted to say no, his hands were kinds of tied, so Deeks had agreed to investigate Johannes Waaldt.

He’d spent every night since then hanging around Waaldt’s nightclub, turning up Max’s charm to gain information. Monica had been depressingly easy to win over and she actually seemed to enjoy Max’s less pleasant tendencies at times. She thought he was funny and cute.

Every night he was with her, he inevitably ended up thinking of Kensi. Sometimes, he would imagine how she’d react to the jokes Monica always laughed at without fail-probably an eye roll or quickly jab to the ribs. Other times, he wondered if she actually bought the latest excuse for his frequent absences.

There’s a short tap on the door and Deeks quickly smooths his hair back. Kensi opens the door without waiting for his reply, her expression vaguely mocking.

“You can talk to Monica now,” she says as he gets up with a groan. “I’m sure you have a lot to talk about with that vacation you’re planning.”

“Kens, can we please not do this?” he begs. He knows she’s shocked, and disappointed, and as much as she denies it, probably hurt. She pauses in the doorway, that sarcastic expression she’s had all afternoon shifting momentarily.

“She doesn’t seem like a woman who likes to be kept waiting,” she says finally, letting the door slam shut as she walks away.

Monica is just as biting and unforgiving as he expected. Her impulsiveness has been replaced with righteous anger, which Deeks doesn’t entirely blame her for.

So he pretends he doesn’t care, tries to distance himself from “Max’s” actions. He hates himself more with every word as he absolves himself of any responsibility for Monica’s choices.

“Why should I believe a word you say?” Monica asks. It’s a good question and he doesn’t fully know the answer himself. He doesn’t feel particularly trustworthy right now.

‘Cause I'm the one telling you, not Max,” he says, pulling on his ability to spin a story, to get what he needs. He’ll justify the means later, just like he always done.

“Yeah. And your imaginary friend, Max Gentry, absolves you of all guilt. "It wasn't me, it was Max." So lucky to have a friend like Max.” Every word cuts through him, hitting their marks dead-on.

She agrees to help them out, mostly because her other option is prison time and Monica is pragmatic if nothing else.

When she reaches for him, he doesn’t try to stop her. He leans across the table, shivering a little as she pressed her lips to his ears. Her hand is warm and oddly familiar on his neck.

“You’re a lot more like Max than you think,” she whispers. “And someday she’ll realize that too.”

She draws back with a little smirk, mission accomplished. Guilt surging through him, Deeks glances at the camera above them, remembering that Kensi is watching every moment.

He pushes himself away from the table, walking away from Monica, away from his latest mistakes.

“She’s all yours,” he tells the team, avoiding Kensi’s gaze. He doesn’t want to see her judgment or disgust. He already feels more than enough for both of them.

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A/N: I feel I went quite dark with this one as far as Deeks’ self-loathing. I hope that’s ok. Thanks for the prompt!

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under the mistletoe, watching the fire glow day 12: café

Character A is stuck working in coffee shop on Christmas Day and Character B is the lonely soul spending their whole day there,, percabeth

Annabeth never thought she’d be the type of person to end up working on Christmas, thousands of miles away from home. She imagined herself at this point in her live with her friends and family, huddled near a fire on Christmas Day.

Instead, this is what she gets.

She gets an uncomfortable table in the corner of a coffee shop, stuck in the middle of a New York winter.

It’s the first time in her life that she didn’t get a warm Christmas, and it’s... different. Not bad, but she misses home. So she supposes this is her attempt to make herself feel better, sitting in a cafe by herself typing away at her computer.

Annabeth sighs, fingers pausing. She honestly doesn’t even know what she’s typing at this point. She’s too distracted by the absence of people around her and wishing that she were anywhere but here.

She doesn’t notice the person behind the counter staring at her until there’s a drink sliding in front of her face. Annabeth looks up in confusion, unaware that they had been so close to her, and is met with a kind smile.

“A drink,” he says, pushing it towards her a little bit more.

She still doesn’t say anything, instead looking back to the drink. It’s a pretty drink, almost too perfect to actually consume. It’s peppermint, no doubt, with the flawless white and red swirls inside the clear cup and steaming out the top.

“You don’t have to pay for it;” he assures her. She drags her eyes back to his, sees him leaning on the counter in patience, a subtle smile still on his face. His eyes surprise her, a vibrant green. “It’s on me.”

She lets herself break. “Thank you,” she says, pulling it towards her. She brings the cup to her lips and takes the runway sip. The second the taste hits her tongue, she is in love. A small, disbelieving laugh bubbles out of her throat in astonishment.

“Secret recipe,” he tells her, winking. She decides then that she really likes his smile that’s warm and welcoming. His eyes light up brighter than the lights strewn around the cafe, and his body language screams that he’s truly a beautiful soul. There’s a Christmas apron tied around his waist, and his name tag that reads Percy has a reindeer haphazardly drawn on it. It’s cute, and it doesn’t look like he’s the one that drew it.

“Thank you, Percy.”

“Aw, that’s a bit unfair, don’t you think?”

She pauses. “What is?”

“You’re calling me by my name, yet I don’t even know yours.”

She wouldn’t normally tell a stranger her name. She’s careful about those types of things as a girl living alone in a big city, so she doesn’t know what prompts her to answer.

“I’m Annabeth.”

“Annabeth. Huh. That’s a cute name.”

“So is Percy.”

“Please. Percy is the weirdest name you’ve ever heard.”

She laughs, lifting and pinching her fingers close together. “Only a little bit.”

“I blame my mom.” Percy moves to put a few of the things around him away. He’s not looking at her as he asks, “What are you doing here on Christmas, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“What are you doing working here on Christmas?” she counters, but not unkindly.

“You answer a question with a question?”

“You just did the same thing.”

Percy’s hand shoot playfully in surrender. “You got me there.”

Annabeth glances down to get away from his eyes that feel as though they bore down into her soul. “I didn’t have anywhere to go,” she says truthfully.

“No family?”

“California. Couldn’t afford to go this year.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. Nothing I can do now.”

He pauses in front of her again. “I’ll be your Christmas buddy then, so you’re not all alone.”

Annabeth looks around. Not a single other person is in the shop. She looks back at him, doubtful. “You’re obligated to do that. You work here.”

“I am being one-hundred percent honest when I say I would not care if I got fired from this job,” he says, making her choke slightly. “But you’re wrong. I would have talked to you anyways, even if I was another customer. You looked like you could use someone to talk to.”

“I look lonely,” she summarizes.

“Lonely isn’t a bad thing.”

“It’s getting me your pity points.”

“It really isn’t a bad thing,” he insists. “I want to be talking to you. If I didn’t want to talk, then I wouldn’t have. Besides, I’m in the same boat as you. Family’s a bit far, and I had to work.”

“I’m sorry for making you work then.”

“I’m talking to you at work, not for work. There’s a difference,” he says, eyes gleaming.

She leans forwards. She’s caught onto his game, and she chooses to play along. “So tell me then, Percy, why are you talking to me at work?”

“No one should be alone on Christmas.”

“You wanted to be my special person?”

“Something like that,” he agrees.

“So you made me a drink to win me over, yeah?”

“You got it.”

It’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for her. She wonders if she’s imaging it all. There’s no way someone like this exists. He’s too pure for the world, and she can see it from a mile away with the way he smiles, laughs, and pushes festive drinks in front of strangers because he thinks they deserve so much more than sitting in a lonely coffee shop.

“Do you think you have to work right now?” Annabeth asks, hoping he’ll sit beside her.

Percy looks around the shop. “I don’t know. It’s pretty busy in here.”

She rolls her eyes fondly, patting the stool next to her. “Come. If you’re going to be my Christmas buddy, you have to sit next to me while I work.”

“Not working and sitting next to a pretty girl? Sounds like a win to me.” He comes around the counter and sits next to her. He peers at her computer, and she can tell that he expects her to start typing away. Instead, she shuts the top and rests her hand on her curled-up fist, choosing to talk to him instead.

“Do you have a kid?” she asks, now focused on his nametag again, and the terribly drawn Rudolph.

Percy snorts. “I’m sorry?”

“Your nametag,” she says. “It looks like a toddler did it.”

“Oh. I don’t like you anymore. You insulted my art skills.”

“You actually drew that?”

“No, but what if I did? You could have just destroyed the aspiring artist in me.”

“If you had drawn that, it would’ve stayed as an aspiring artist.”

“That one was good,” he praises, humored. “But in my defense, a toddler did draw it. It just wasn’t my kid because I am twenty-one and have no interest in being a father.”

“No kids?”

“I mean, not now. In the future maybe, with the right person. But not now.”

Annabeth’s heart stutters. She feels like there’s static in the air, thrumming inside her body. “And you haven’t met that right person?”

Percy locks eyes with her and tilts his head earnestly. “I’m still trying to find out.”

And, oh, it makes her feel warm. This isn’t her, but she’s so far in that she doesn’t care. She doesn’t know him, but she is determined to change that because there is just something about him that she needs to figure out. She likes logic and clues, and he is littered with them. There is an equation, and she thinks that just maybe, together they are the solution.

“You’re trying to figure it out about who?” she asks.

Percy must catch her lie because he smirks at her, and she is compelled to kiss the smirk away. “It’s this girl. I haven’t known her long, but she really likes coffee. She’s also so determined, wanting to build a future. I mean, she works on Christmas alone in a café. A lot of people would find it weird, but she’s lucky I find it cute.”

“She sounds familiar. Do I know her?”

Percy hums. “No, I don’t think so.”

“Bummer.” A silence settles between them, but it’s not awkward. She uses the time to look over him shamelessly. He lets her, and returns the favor himself, making her feel beautiful with every agonizing trace of his eyes against her. “What would the girl need to do to get a chance with you?” “Here’s the thing. I like this girl very much. She’d probably think it was weird how much I liked her, but I’ve actually seen her in the shop a million times before, which is probably weirder now that I think about it. But I have her order memorized and have been trying to figure out how to ask her out for the past few weeks. I didn’t get to ask her out until recently though.”

“What did she say?”

Percy bites his bottom lip, a teasing smile, and hands the reigns to her. “You tell me.”

“But her answer would depend on where you want to take her!”

“I thought a cute first date would be on Christmas, actually. I have a small group of friends coming over, maybe two or three, and we’re going to watch movies all night and eat candy. Everyone will be in sweaters and sweatpants, and there will be lots of snuggles. There’s just one thing.”

Annabeth has to force her breathing to calm because this game is going to drive her insane. “And what is that?”

“Do you think she’ll think that’s coming on too strong?”

“Not at all,” she whispers. “She’ll probably say that sounds like the best date she could ever dream of.”

“Then I guess I have to take this girl on a date,” he says.

“I guess you do.”

“Do you think it would be okay if I kissed this girl too? Even if I’ve only known her for around half an hour?”

“That depends on if she believes in love at first sight.” “Does she?”

“She didn’t,” she answers honestly, “until now.”

“So she believes in love at first sight?”

“Let’s call it a Christmas miracle.”

“And she wants me to kiss her?”

“She’ll be upset if you don’t.”

Percy’s eyes are full of every emotion, gorgeous and loving. “Then I guess I have to fulfil.”

And when he pulls her closer to him, settling his lips on hers, she feels content. He’s warm and soft and beautiful and perfect, and she could linger in this moment forever. He pulls away but she follows, desperate to prolong the moment, and he complies.

By the time he pulls away, they’re both breathless. Percy’s breaths hit her lips with every inhale. His eyes are closed, his forehead against hers, and she can’t help the smile that spreads across her face.

“When can they go on that date?” she whispers.

“Why not now?”

Her heart flutters. “Now’s good.”

It takes a few minutes for him to close before they’re finally walking out of the store. She thinks he’s going to take her to his apartment but surprises her instead when they end up inside of a cheesy Christmas store. The shelves are lined with Christmas pajamas and socks, and he makes her pick some out.

“It’s not Christmas if you don’t look like a candy cane!”

“I don’t like candy canes.”

Percy frowns before spotting a matching pair of socks and pulling them up. “These are perfect! You’d look so cute!”

And yeah, Annabeth thinks she’s falling in love.

There’s something in the air that tells her she’s going to marry this man.

It’s not until three Christmases later that Annabeth is back inside that shop, and Percy is behind the counter. He slides the peppermint mocha in front of her face, and she looks up from her computer long enough to give him a quick kiss. When he comes around the counter, she expects him to sit on the stool next to her.

Instead, he gets down on one knee.

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black-is-beautiful18 · 3 years

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Hazy

Percy Jackson x Black OC

A/N: Percabeth is cute but they're just going to be friends in this fic. This is also inspired by Nigerian tales such as Mami Wata and Yoruba mythology, but it's also folklore from West Africa. I hope you enjoy.

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Her coconut brown skin shown brightly under the sun. Her smile as dazzling and as bright as a full moon while her laugh....oh her laugh was like a song. A song you want to hear over and over again. Her dark tight curls stuck to her face as she tries to shield herself from the water being thrown on her by two girls. They look to be twins. With identical facial features, skin the color of vanilla, and locs that go down their backs adorned with gold clips that glint in the sunlight. There's not much a difference between them except that one is a bit taller than the other. They all were beautiful but not as beautiful as her. Wearing a royal blue bikini she looked almost like a goddess. The water on her skin made it so she was practically glowing. A dreamy sigh leaves Percy's lips capturing the attention of the blonde girl next to him.

"What's got you so distracted, Percy?" Annabeth questions as she ties her hair up into a messy bun." I told you that the others will be here soon. Y-are you even listening to me seaweed brain?" She huffs putting a hand on her hip when Percy doesn't answer. He just continues looking towards the water.

"What's up with him?" Thalia asks as she lays down her beach towel her black and blue one piece fitting her style perfectly.

"Beats me." Annabeth shrugs" He's been staring off into space for some time now and I don't think he's coming back any time soon." She waves a hand in front of his face and Thalia chuckles as she begins putting sunscreen on.

"Definitely not coming back any time soon."

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"Move, Zu!" I cry out laughing as I fight against the girl dragging me out of the water and towards our things.

With her locs pulled back in a low ponytail Zu shakes her head." Nope! Your going to talk to him!" She commands smirking.

Whining I twist in her arms to look to back at our older sister, well she's only 3 minutes older than Zu, but she's still older." Zuri! Tell her to put me down!" I beg pouting.

Zuri let's out a pleased laugh instantly making me groan." Oh not you too!" Rolling her eyes, Zuri points a finger at me." You're talking to him. We saw the way he was looking at you and don't think we didn't notice how hard you trying not to stare back at him."

Setting me down, Zu puts her hands on her hips." Girl, stop being such a guppy. It's clear you both are attracted to each other. Now go and talk to him or else Zuri and I are going to drag you over there."

Pouting I cross my arms." I am not a guppy!" I glance back at the black haired boy biting my lip." He is handsome...and his eyes," I sigh", they're as beautiful as the sea itself...."

"So?" Zuri asks tilting her head to the side.

Taking a deep breath I look at them." I...can't do it." I then try to run back to the water but they're quick to follow me.

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"She winked at you, seaweed brain! I'm pretty sure that was a sign." Thalia says exasperated as Percy shakes his head." Do you see her? She's basically a goddess! There's no way she'll talk to me." Everyone groans or either rolls their eyes at the son of Poseidon.

"She's looking over here." Nico mutters glancing at his cousin.

"If you don't go talk to her I'm going to offer her a spot in the Hunt." Thalia says firmly causing Percy's eyes to widen.

"Plus, she's showing clear signs that she's interested and she's obviously looking at you. Not making a move is something you're gonna regret." Piper says shrugging as Jason feeds her chip. "She's also running away." He adds earning a smack on the shoulder

Sighing, Percy gets up" Fine. I'm going."

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"Ugh! Fine!"

Wrapping my cover up around my waist I stomp off in the direction of the boy who caught my eye. I'm not angry. I'm just being dramatic because I know my sisters are right. As I'm walking I see that the boy is walking towards me as well. He rubs his neck nervously and I can't help but smile. Getting a bit closer I feel my face heating up.

"Hi."

I look at him surprised for a moment before laughing. He joins in instantly making me feel at ease.

"I'm Nia."

He smiles brightly almost making me coo at the way his face lights up but I control myself.

"I'm Percy and you're really pretty." He blurts out making me laugh.

"Thanks. I think you're pretty cute too."

I smirk as his cheeks . I go to say something but there are screams from the water causing me to turn around in alarm. People run from the water mothers holding tightly to their children and couples race to safety from something I can't see.

"Whirlpool!" Someone cries out causing even more panic.

"Whirlpool?" Percy and I voice our confusion at the same time. Looking up at him I notice he's already looking at me.

"Jinx!" We call out before giggling

"Nia!"

"Percy!"

Zu and Zuri come running over to me while a group of teenagers around our age run over to Percy.

"What's going on?" Percy and I ask just as a strange noise comes from the water causing us all to look. At first there's nothing but soon a lump begins rising out of the water. The way the sun shines against it sort of makes it look like a wet stone but I get the feeling that it is not a stone.

"Is that a friend of yours Percy?" A blonde girl asks using a hand to shield her face from the sun so she can see better.

"Nope. I have no idea what that is."

"Ikaki." Percy and his friends look at me curiously.

"Ikaki? What's that?" A blonde girl asks her eyes filled with suspicion and it's clear she's analyzing me and my sisters.

"It is a creature from our homeland....but how it got here I have no idea. They usually live in rivers." Zu mutters trying to think of a possible explanation but I know we can't waste time. We have to get rid of it even if it means exposing ourselves to demigods.

Calling out to my sisters I immediately begin giving orders." Zuleika, see if you can talk to it. If you can ask, why it's here and how it got here." She nods before taking off towards the water wasting no time in diving beneath the waves.

Percy and his friends are clearly alarmed as they see her disappear." Are you sure that's a good idea? What if that thing is dangerous?" A pale boy with shades on asks his voice not showing too much emotion but I can tell he's curious.

Turning to the group I shake my head" She'll be fine. Trust me." I say before turning to Zuri." Check to make sure no one was pulled under. It's clearly either hungry or in distress." She nods before disappearing into the water.

Looking to Percy and his friends I biting my lip as I walk backwards into the water." Stay here. You won't know how to deal with this and I don't want any of you getting hurt."

As I turn to go further into the water I feel someone grab onto my arm.'' Wait! You're not going to be safe either. Let me help.'' Percy says making me smirk as I look up at him.

''You are free to follow me son of Poseidon, but stay out of our way.''

I giggle at the cute confused look that comes on his face. He looks sort of like a puppy as he tilts his head to the side.

''How did you-''

I shake my head as I pull him along with me'' Aht Aht. We don't have time for talking.''

I pull him along with me until we're waist deep in the water'' Tẹle mi ati pe iwọ yoo rii.'' I whisper as I kiss him on the cheek. Pulling away from him I then dive into the water leaving the option to follow me up to him. As I swim further I can see my sisters and I can feel the familiar tinngling in my legs which tends to come with my transformations. Clearly the ikaki has stopped it's dance of death and now seems to be getting help staying afloat by Zuri and Zuleika. Usually ikaki are water spirits that take on the form of man-eating tortoises but they live in rivers. Not oceans, so I'm certain you can understand our confusion when we saw, or more like sensed, the ikaki's presence.

''What's going on?''

''He's disoriented and doesn't know how he got here. The last thing he remembers is eating some poor fool that got too close to him.'' Zuleika says shrugging which results in a groan from the ikaki.

I laugh'' I'm sure he was good, but we have to get you back home. Which river do you live in?''

The ikaki lets out another grunt and I nod.'' Zamfara River. Got it.''

''Nia?'' A familiar voice asks shocked

Looking behind me I smile as I see Percy.'' Just one moment.''

Zuri hands me a pearl and I kiss it causing it to glow. It floats out of my hand water swirling around it until it opens into a portal revealing a river bank.

''Here you go big guy.'' Zuri and Zu help the ikaki through the portal making sure he's all the way through and safe on the other side before waving as the portal closes.

Turning back to Percy I smirk.'' I'm certain this isn't what you expected, huh?''

He nods slowly'' Uh...you have tails.''

Raising an eyebrow I look at the twins and their matching red tails. The bottom of their tales, however, are black. I then look down at my own tail which is a deep blue, and just above my fins is a gold ring.

I giggle'' Yes. We have tails Percy.''

Zu rolls her eyes'' Haven't you seen a mermaid before? I thought you were supposed to be a son of Poseidon?'' She teases making Zuri giggle.

''Knock it off you two.''

I swim closer to Percy tilting my head to the side'' We have to go. Our mother will want to know what happened.''

Percy's eyes widen and he grabs my hands.'' But how am I going to find you? What happened to the...the''

''The ikaki is safe at home.'' I laugh as I give him a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth.

''And I'll find you. Don't worry.'' I give him one more kiss on the cheek before pulling away from him.

''Bye Percy~'' The twins sing teasingly before swimming away.

Giggling I blow him a kiss before swimming after the twins not missing the small 'whoa' that comes from Percy. It only makes me ore excited for our next meeting.

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A/N: Stupid tumblr ate my PJ stories so I’m reposting them...and if it looks weird it’s cuz I copied it from my Wattpad. 🙄 Enjoy tho!

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𝕀𝕟𝕦𝕪𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕒

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He would see her as a demon at first, just a regular demon

And since he would see her as a regular demon, he would definitely try to kill her

But she would a little too strong for him

You know with the pheromones of a succubus

He could never escape

But she will take pity on him, that and the fact that he has such cute ears

She would let him go, and entertain herself by watching him try to attack her

With no way of winning though

It'll frustrate him, and he'll get tired and plop on the floor, not caring anymore

After that, they meet many times

Become to best of friends, knowing each other's to their greatest weakenesses

Eventually Inuyasha will start to gain feelings for the young succubus

She wouldn't notice at first, until inuyasha starts mumbling and blushing around her, and literally nothing he says makes sense

The succubus would figure it out, though, and when she does, she does not let him live it down

Would tease him incessantly

And he would hate to no end

Regrets ever catching for someone so teasing, but he knew that she wouldn't ever do anything actually bad to him, if she were to, he would have never gained feelings for her

After teasing him, and making inuyasha a blushing mess, she'll tell him that she likes him too, and kiss his cheek as a reward for putting with her shenanigans

He'll definitely want more of those

Ｎｓｆｗ

Welp

It'll be fun, I mean a succubus with a half dog demon

Some thing are bound to happen, fun and delicious

Or disastrous

Inuyasha, he wouldn't really know how to act, he wouldn't really know what to do, not at all

So he'll let you do it all, take control, tell him what he needs to do, though he won’t like it very much

he wants to be in control

he wants to be the one to make you squirm, but he literally didn’t what he was doing

so he will swallow his pride and let her do what she wants

and he expects it to be bad

but he was wrong

it wasn’t bad at all, giving control to someone else, it was actually kind of arousing to him

watching her push him around, or take his hands so he didn’t touch himself, letting her do all the touching

she likes being on top while he is on bottom

gives her more of a dom feel

and he actually starts liking being on the bottom and watching her do all the thrusting and moving

though he doesn’t like the fact that he is tied up when all of it happening

but he gets used to it

Mιɾσƙυ

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Miroku would be a bit confused at first

only because he thinks that succubi aren’t real

if they were, they would be surrounding endlessly because you know

he’s miroku

player and lover to all women, that are beautiful

so, when he sees her, and finds out about the existence of succubi he is completely floored

he doesn’t know how to act really, he would just make a fool out of himself trying to flirt with her

and she has been around, so anything Miroku threw at her she was ready for

and he didn’t like that

he felt like he is losing his suave powers over women

and his ego is bruised

but she is having fun with it

actually starts teasing him more about it

until he is angered and he tries to flirt with her tenfold

he does get through her tough exterior once and only once

and it was when he was being genuine about his feelings

when he actually complimented her on something

and it wasn’t about her looks, it was about her laugh, and how cute it was, and that was the only time he had seen her blush

he tried to get her to do it again, but she was a tough cookie to crack

ＮＳＦＷ

he would be gentle with her

she had told him that most men that she took, were usually rough with her, not really considering what she wanted

which was fine, since she was going to take thier soul anyway

but miroku was different with her

he treated like an actual person, and just didn’t use her for sex

he was nice and slow and asked if this was good or that was good

and she really appreciated it, because she wasn’t used to the consideration

he wouldn’t do any of his pick up lines

he wouldn’t try to woo her with anything superficial, he wants to be real with her

he would be the one who has the control, most of the time

but when things get a little more steamy

she will want to take control

really she was having sex with him, to take his soul but halfway through she decided that maybe

just maybe, he’s different and actually wants her for her

and this was something she didn’t have before

and she loves everything about it

everything miroku was doing with her, for her

she never felt it before

all the kisses and the licks from his tongue, all the sucking and the biting

all of it done for her pleasure, and she loved all of it

Ҡօցą

he would an ass, such an ass about her being a succubus

but he’s a lovable ass so she doesn’t try to take his soul immediately

he would ask her question about being a succubus

like what does she do for a living, how does she survive, what does she eat

sometimes they’re intrusive questions, well more intrusive for regular demons and humans, but common questions for succubi

such as how people you have had sex with, or how many people tried to seduce instead of her doing the seducing

he would be such a little brat towards her

I imagine she would be older than koga by quite a bit

so she would see him as a like a little brother

but he definitely doesn’t her like that

no, he likes her romantically, and he doesn’t know if it because she is a succubus or because she has a nice personality

but when he asked her if being a succubus affects people romantically, just sexually, he knows that he lovers

as more than a friends

as more than a sister

as more than a lover, she is something special, so special

they way she talks to him, the way she smiles at him and the way she protects him from danger sometimes

he really knew from then on that he wanted her as his; wife or otherwise

ＮＳＦＷ

out of all the guys here, he would be the most clumsy, but with the most confidence

he would act like he knows what he is doing, but in all actuality he has no fuckin idea

literally he wouldn’t know where the vagina was and just stick it in any hole he could

and she would have to teach him female anatomy in the middle of sex

it would be embarrassing for him

oh yeah, he would be so red and so embarrassed and scared she wouldn’t want to be with him anymore

luckily though, she would help him along and show what is good and what isn’t

and he would slowly understand through trial and error what is pleasurable and what is not

when he finally figures it all out, he would wow her with his skill

his oral would be impeccable

his movements would be long and deep and would take her to cloud nine

but she tries to make sure she doesn’t show how much it is affecting her too much

because if she did it would go to koga’s head and he would start to think that he some sort of sex god, and her definitely isn’t

the young succubus show him all different types of positions and sensitive places on her body and his own

he would always ask her to kiss him into another demension

yeah I definitely think koga would love kisses, and biting

he has the fangs for it so he might as well use them to his advantage

and she likes it too

so it’s a win win situation for the both of them

in the end they would become really compatible with each other

#inuyasha x reader #inuyasha imagines #inuyasha #inuyasha headcanons #miroku #koga #koga x reader #miroku x reader #succubus reader #inuyasha miroku #inuyasha koga #miroku headcanons #koga headcanons #koga imagines #miroku imagines

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norgestan · 3 years

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norandro, eva/nora, amiris 👀❣️

NORANDRO:

i mean, starting off pretty strong with my favorite eskam couple. oh god. THEM. as someone who cannot stomach season 2 and also skipped william's clip and william's clip only when season 4 of skam came to an end... i will ALWAYS love what eskam did for this couple. i think i explain it pretty well on my season 3 review, but to sum up those thoughts: i think this is what noorhelm was truly supposed to be, they're both pretty flawed characters with great arcs who make their get-together super interesting and organic, alejandro is my baby and the most developed william and i'll die on this hill, etc.

especially i think that norandro, for a ship that got way less screentime that all their other counterparts, is by FAR the most developed couple in all of them and up there in eskam too, and although they weren't the focus of most of the show, it's clear as day that the writers really tried to tell a compelling story with these two - and they succeeded. it's shocking to me that eskam actually got to link the "everyone is fighting a battle" motto that has become a meme for how poorly incorporated it is on the skamverse, as alejandro effectively behaved around that motto: during season 3 and onwards, which is where i believe he's fully reformed as a character and love interest, he never hurts nora - nor anyone - in any way. he struggles to tell nora how he doesn't want a relationship because he doesn't want to hurt her, and in the miscommunication fest that their first clip of s3 is, i've always LOVED that nora calls alejandro a "fuckboy" still, and he's clearly annoyed by this, but doesn't bite back. he's always so mindful of her feelings even though he's struggling himself, BECAUSE he understands that his suffering is not the center of the world! because treating people with kindness is a strength in itself! and it continues like that for the rest of the season. like, at his most petty, he just sends a text to nora calling her a "fuckboy", which is honestly hilarious. he deals with a lot of jealousy because of nora's new relationship, yet he values her friendship so much that he never snaps at her, he never lets it show when he's talking to her, and he's never passive-aggressive about it - you can tell that he's so genuinely glad that they're still friends after all. god, the clip where he realizes that miquel is a shit boyfriend while he's talking to nora... imagine the things any other william would've said there. imagine the ways alejandro could've been petty or overprotective and fuck everything up. instead, he recognizes nora needs space and even though it hurts to be away from her, he does it because he understands it's what she needs - and his own feelings and entitlement (that he previously showed, too!) aren't the most important thing. it's beautiful. UGH. what a great character eskam crafted, there.

i like them well enough in s4, too. i think, for what they had to work with, they took them in a good direction and their happy ending feels deserved. it's just that... personally, i wish there was more introspection of nora's aftermath in s3, which is also one of my complaints with season 3 - and where characters like emma could've been SO good. although i understand the intentions, a lot of nora's internal turmoil regarding her abusive relationship with miquel are only tied to her desire to be with alejandro. it's frustrating that it became so boy-focused when the girl squad was the center of the emotional climax of nora's season. to me, the solution is still in giving the pov's to the girl squad and not... random characters lol, but oh well. i think eskam did good there and i still love this couple the most!!! i just wish there was an universe where their story doesn't have to be wrapped up in one season and we can get actual glimpses of a beautiful slow burn where they can finally get together and make their relationship work - and this is where the fanfic part comes in, i guess! as someone who loves the couple, i liked seeing them lovey-dovey in the background of s4, but also i wouldn't have been too mad if they held off from making them completely canon and only hinted their status as endgame, kinda how they did with eva and jorge. oh, and speaking of eva, i guess...

NOREVA:

i guess, the main thing with them is that i love norandro so much that i can't really see nora with any other love interest??????? now, platonically. UGH. 12/10. anyone who's seen season 3 should know and i shouldn't even have to explain it tbh. i love the focus that is put on their friendship and how emotionally charged it is when it comes to miquel and the aftermath of all that. like, a similar thing is done with norandro - because at that point, nora and alejandro were exclusively friends, but it becomes even more relevant when it's about eva. eva who, you know, was in a toxic relationship herself. i love that she herself brings up her relationship with jorge when she's talking about miquel, and how wary she is of everything that happening. the fact that she's the first one to sense it feels so right!!! i love that eskam really made them close and gave them the window scene, which is both so powerful on its message and a true love letter to female friendships.

i think eva is a really underrated eskam character as it is, like... people really don't understand how great of a character she is and how much she's grown. they are quick to call her a boring, ooc party girl once s2 rolls around, like eskam didn't spend TIME making eva herself declare that hooking up with cristian (and cristian ONLY!) was something she did out of fun and she was decided to stop as soon as it stopped being fun for her. moreover, eva is such a perceptive person: she's been that way since s1 and it has only carried across for the entirety of the show since then. and when pairing two really good characters together, like eva and nora, you really can't go wrong. their friendship brings great things out of both of them and it goes through its own arc during nora's season, whereas other seasons either dump eva as noora's bff midway through or just make them really close to introduce character drama but don't really do anything to their dynamic as it is.

romantically... sigh. i'm sorry LOL as much as i love girls kissing and wlw romance done right... i don't see potential for this relationship outside their platonic dynamic. which is, btw, incredibly strong and beautiful. i'm super contented with how eskam handled their friendship and therefore i wouldn't want anything else from them, and it's not like nooreva where the chemistry was THERE. however! i'm always open to see people's interpretations of what romantic noreva could be. wasn't it you who wrote that beautiful fic of nora realizing she's bi and falling for eva after season 3? because now THAT'S the shit i'm looking for. i think there's a lot of potential there which i'd like to see explored in fic, but other than that, i love their relationship how it is and i've never felt a desire to see them as each other romantic interests.

AMIRIS:

first things first: why did eskam NEVER confirm cris having an embarrassing, sweet, confusing childhood crush on amira? i mean, it's my headcanon that she'll later realize it and she'll jolt awake and think "holy FUCK" but like... it's a thing that isaks are into their jonases. why didn't it happen here :(((((

being honest, childhood friends to lovers has never been my thing? a simple friends to lovers doesn't do it for me: i like my relationships rocky, with lots of character moments and whose survival and success depend only on the people involved making efforts to change and do better. if you've seen s4... yeah, that's not really the case. it's just disappointing because damn, amiris is the realest thing indeed, but also... what case are the writers doing for them? because it was only irene and hajar doing the intense gazing and bringing all the chemistry home. s4 cris is a mess and a half, and while i like the idea of the bench scene featuring both of them, and being more about cris reminding amira the reasons she's made it this far instead of lecturing her about sucking it up better... the result is still lackluster. there are SO many issues on their friendship that were introduced and then dropped, and it's really nice that cris finally is there to comfort amira when shit goes down, it truly is! but what else is there? it's just a small part of s4 being a bunch of missed potential. they could've REALLY done something great with their relationship and bring back and close cris' development in the show, but we only got... well, nothing. back to 0. amira has to live with those problems, now. things like that really make it seem like once amira broadens her horizons, she won't really go back to her friendship with the girls, and cris will be a lingering wound of the past. oh well.

ehem. romantically!!!!!!! as i said, cris was totally crushing on amira at some point. like... canon really makes a point at making cris' brother amira's love interest, where dani has nothing to offer to amira than cris hasn't done yet. iftar on a rooftop? ha, loser, cris did it first. admiring her passion and her faith? cris does it arguably way better than dani. longtime pining? dude. go home. okay, i'll cut dani soto some slack since it's not about him lol. point is, if amira was charmed by all of those things, then what tells me that the option of her and cris being a thing is off the table? at the end of the day, they're indeed a relationship that needs a lot of work and patience to last. the 500k slow burn is writing itself, really.

(regardless of amiris' future, i still think irene and hajar have to do a cute romcom romance at some point. their chemistry is off the charts.)

#skam españa #putting a read more thingy because as usual i've gone in too deep #also yes. i did mark 'i want to kiss them' in every ship. and what about it #thank you so much for your ask adelaide!!!!!!!! <3 #answered

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spaceorphan18 · 3 years

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99 Perspectives on a Single Love Story #25

A/N: The Story of Kurt and Blaine told through the eyes of everyone else but them. Each chapter is a different perspective in the ongoing tale of their love story.

I started something like this a while back - and now I’m taking the idea and really running with it. Each chapter is a ficlet of a different character at a different point in Kurt and Blaine’s life - documenting their love story. This starts in Audition, and each chapter will be paired with a different episode until reaching Dreams Come True.

[Ao3]

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Shane Tinsley (Asian F)

Shane Tinsley is a simple guy. He enjoys football, and Denzel Washington films, and those cute YouTube videos where the little puppies yelp at an animal much smaller such as a mouse or hamster. He also knows what he likes, and what he likes is Mercedes Jones. The girl has everything going on, she’s hot, she can sing, and he doesn’t get bored listening to her talk. So Shane does his best to be a King to her Queen. And part of that means splitting lunch table time between his friends on the football team and her friends in glee club.

For the most part, it’s fine. Finn Hudson and Mike Chang are usually around to talk Ohio State recruitments or tips on how to win at Grand Theft Auto. He’s less sure, however, on days when tries to converse with some of Mercedes’ other friends -- like Tina, who ironically spends a lot of time complaining about how she wishes everyone would talk less about how she is Asian (she is usually the one who brings it up), or Rachel, who spends the entire conversation talking about herself (usually unprovoked, whether he’s listening or not), or any of the Cheerios (he once had a conversation with Brittany about being a special, chocolate unicorn that he still isn’t sure what that had been about).

But he’s often most perplexed whenever he’s joined by Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson. And while they’re some of Mercedes’s closest friends, Shane often feels like he’s a definite outsider looking in on a world that he truly does not understand. And mostly, that’s fine. Unless he’s unwillingly dragged into it.

“Truly, I think you’re crazy,” Kurt Hummel says, as he and Blaine plop their lunch trays in the spots across from him. Shane had been busy on his phone, but the dramatic force in which Kurt places down his tray, the metal silverware clanking, jolts Shane from his puppy video. Shane looks up for a moment, and around for Mercedes. He knows she’ll be a little late today, but suddenly he wishes she could intervene.

“I am not crazy,” Blaine says, with as much indignation. “Let’s ask Shane -- Shane, do you think I’m crazy?”

Shane looks at Blaine, who seems to be joking, because he has no idea what in the hell they’re talking about, but Shane isn’t sure he wants to answer that. Kurt’s currently wearing what looks like bondage gear along with some kind of weird fur thing tied to his hip? He’s also heard Kurt discuss the pros and cons to wearing a corset. Meanwhile, Blaine has on a bowtie and suspenders, which makes him look like his eighty-year-old great uncle, who sits on his porch and gets mad at ants. And he’s heard Blaine talk about how he wants to sing a medley of Disney Princess songs at one of their theme parks. Shane often thinks they’re both crazy.

“Blaine,” Kurt cuts in. “I can’t believe you’re trying to convince me that Mercedes Jones -- THE Mercedes Jones shouldn’t be Maria.”

Okay, now the conversation has grabbed Shane’s attention.

“That is not at all what I said,” Blaine replies, rolling his eyes. “I said, while Mercedes Jones is a goddess among performers--” Blaine looks pointedly at Shane, as if to make sure they’re cool. “--I understand Rachel Berry being the viable other option. And it’s not the worst thing if they split time on the role.”

Kurt, annoyed, bites into his pizza. “Shane, tell him he’s an idiot, and Mercedes would be the perfect Maria.”

“Of course--”

Blaine doesn’t let him get in any words. “Shane, would you explain to Kurt, that if you have two talented quarterbacks, it’s not the worst thing to test them both out to see who would be a better starter when the playoffs start.”

Wait, what? Blaine’s talking football now? What is happening?

“Oh, don’t try to charm him to your side by talking about football,” Kurt says, on the end of Blaine’s words.

“And don’t try to undermine his intelligence by cutting him out of the conversation.”

“I am not doing that - Shane is perfectly capable of having an opinion.”

“An opinion you know he already agrees with.”

“What’s your point?”

They then both turn their heads to stare at him. Shane isn’t entirely sure what to say, and instead, his jaw just drops a little. All he wants to do is talk about how wonderful Mercedes is, but he knows better than to try to get into whatever weird lovers’ quarrel this seems to be.

Blaine breaks first. “Why don’t you just admit this is really about Tony.”

Who’s Tony?

“Of course not,” Kurt says, with a hard side-eye. “I said I would be fine if you had Tony.”

Kurt is clearly not okay with whoever Tony is.

“You know I would be fine if you had Tony.” Blaine says, turning to Kurt, his eyes fixated on him.

Something about this conversation has changed, and it's beginning to get weird.

Kurt relaxes. “I have already threatened the wrath of Sondheim if they deprived you of Tony.”

Blaine’s gaze doesn’t waver off of Kurt. “So… then you’re really okay with Officer Krupke or something?”

“Well, I suppose.”

A grin grows on Blaine’s face. Okay, Shane gets that they’re talking about the musical, but he still feels incredibly uncomfortable with the way Blaine is now looking at Kurt.

“You know he wears a uniform,” Blaine says, his voice getting lower. “And you know how much I love a man in a uniform.”

“Of course I know,” Kurt replies, stubbornly stuck in his mood. “It took me a year to get you out of one.”

“Not… fully out of one.”

“Blaine!”

“I mean I have offered…”

The two of them take a long moment to stare at each other.

Oh god… oh god, oh god, back to puppy videos. Shane really does not want that image in his head. This is why he avoids lunch with them. One minute they’re arguing and the next, Kurt is blushing into his Diet Coke.

Where is Mercedes? Maybe he should go find her. He thinks maybe lunch is over, but somehow, he is inevitably dragged back into the conversation.

“So, Shane, who are you voting for in the Student Body President Elections?” Kurt says, without a single comment on what just happened. “Please tell me it’s not for Brittany. I can give you twenty-five good reasons right now why she would be a disaster…”

#s.o. writes things #99 perspectives #gonna try to get these out more regularly again

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dreaming-of-assclass · 4 years

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AssClass OC

*SOBS* SHE’S FINALLY DONE!! 😭

Trying to replicate the Lerche style was...painful and took forever lmao

I’m just gonna info-dump a lot about her under the cut! Honestly less than half of this is relevant, but I figured I’d include as much as I can so you can get to know her.

I’m not making a fanfic for her or anything: but she will pop up a lot in mini drabbles, art pieces, etc.

Kamiya Mai (神谷舞) - Possessing charisma and a knack for navigating around any type of terrain; Class E’s Investigator

“Bravery doesn’t come from nowhere. You have to be scared first to have courage.”

Description

One of the class moodmakers, Mai is fun, witty, and cares deeply for her peers. She puts her all into everything she does and isn’t afraid to stand up for others.

She has an extremely strong photogenic memory and a natural knack for exploring new places, gathering information and memorizing routes with ease.

She’s a skilled athlete as well, very quick, agile and able to use it to her advantage in assassinations.

Codename: Honeybee (ミツバチ/Mitsubachi), Sugino’s Idea

He’s been struck with disbelief after having breakfast at her house once and finding out she puts honey on her pancakes instead of syrup. Also the name is fitting overall, as her short temper and cute looks remind him of a honeybee.

Birthday: April 2nd

Height: 155 cm

Weight: 51 kg

Bust Size: C

Blood Type: B

Favorite Subjects: Art, Biology, History

Worst Subjects: Classical and Modern Japanese, Math

Interests and Special Skills: Skateboarding and exploring new places

Former Club: Calligraphy Club

Treasured Items: Her hat collection and art journal

Favorite Food: Iced Coffee

Bento or Snacks: Snacks

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Stats

Physical Ability: 4

Mobility: 4.5

Close-Range Assassination: 4

Long-Range Assassination: 2

Academic Prowess: 3.5

Characteristic Skill (Spy-in-Training): 4

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Karasuma’s Assassination Aptitude

Strategy/Planning: 2

Commanding/Leadership: 3

Execution (ability to carry out plans): 4

Technique (traps, weapons, preparations, etc): 1

Scouting/Intelligence Gathering: 6

Politics/Negotiations: 5

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Bitch-sensei’s Fashion Check

Mai has a very tomboyish, soft grunge style. She seems to be equally fond of pants and skirts, although prefers the former for the sake of mobility. Overall her style is street-savvy, and she’s most fond of pink, white, black, red, and gray tones.

School Uniform

With summer being the exception, Mai wears thigh-high black stockings with her uniform. She wears the uniform with little change besides that. Mai changes her hair up very often, but some common styles are space buns, pigtails, or half-up. She’s quite fond of hair clips and wear them everyday.

Street Clothes

Mai wears hats very often, and it drives me crazy. Why cover up that cute face of hers all the time?? She’s very fond of Doc Martens, and usually pairs those with leggings. On her girlier side, skater skirts are a good look for her. And paired with whatever, she seems to really like hoodies.

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Relationships

(All of these have so much depth, I’m gonna have to make a separate post o_o)

- Sugino Tomohito (addressed as Tomohito)

He was the first friend she made once she joined Kunugigaoka. They’re best friends and stick to each other often. She greatly supported him during the baseball game against the main campus, to the point that she joined it herself to keep an eye on him.

- Okano Hinata (addressed as Hinata or Lesser Hina)

They hit it off instantly, but upon learning they shared the same birthday, Mai joyfully declared them sisters. They’re very close and bond over a lot, especially sports and thrill-seeking. They can clash at times with their similar temperaments.

- Kanzaki Yukiko (addressed as Yukiko)

Their relationship had a very rocky start. Neither of them liked each other and had very differing natures. It wasn’t until the Kyoto Trip that they began to understand each other. After that, their friendship steadily grew and they became very close. They balance each other as opposites.

- Asano Gakushuu (addressed as Asano or President-kun)

After the first semester mid-term exams, Mai’s family decided to request tutoring for her, so her grades could stay fine/rise. Who else was assigned to her but Asano Gakushuu? It’s a challenge keeping 3-E a secret, but Mai enjoys teasing him and having conversations about anything. And Gakushuu won’t admit it but he does enjoy her company. They grow to have a friendship over the course of the year.

- Kurahashi Hinano (addressed as Hinano or Superior Hina)

They started out as casual friends for a while, but still got along super well. Then summer break began and they found each other to be great bug-catching partners. They have a lot in common, being excitable and chatty. Their conversations never end. Mai is glad there’s a biology nerd besides herself.

- Akabane Karma (addressed as Karma or Satan)

They’re very good friends, and surprisingly clicked fast! They have a lot of similar interests and occasionally, Mai will volunteer to help him in pranks. Karma loves to ruffle/mess up her hair, half out of fondness and half genuine enjoyment at her ire. He calls her “May-chan” in an exaggerated American accent to make fun of her. They can disagree at times but when push comes to shove, they’re there for each other.

-Kayano Kaede (addressed as Kaede, later Akari)

They’re definitely close friends and it’s just so obvious to everyone how much Mai adores her. She’s constantly hugging her, getting her pudding, etc. But more than that, Kayano was someone she could confide in and felt comfortable around. The reveal hits Mai hard, and she needs a while away from her. Once her anger fades, she feels more empathy towards Kayano than anything else. Their friendship repairs and grows stronger afterwards.

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Members of the Kamiya family:

Mother: Professional Choreographer

Mai gets along with her mom and they’re quite close, being each other’s only immediate family. But they don’t have much in common and her mother’s demanding job doesn’t allow them to spend much time together. Mai has grown relying on outside friends more for company.

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A hidden side of Mai Kamiya

She loves biology...but anatomy and anything human body-related makes her very squeamish. She especially can’t handle the sight of blood or needles before feeling dizzy.

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Extra notes:

^^ Actually that ties into a lot about her. She has really awful test anxiety, which is how she dropped down to 3-E. She either did poorly in the exams for her worst subjects...or in the final exam of 2nd year, she skipped school to avoid the test all together. That’s how scared she was.

She gets very nauseous and feels sick under a lot of academic pressure, especially in exams.

She’ll never admit this though. No, in every other aspect of her life, she tries her hardest to keep a brave face, look independent and strong and everything she doesn’t feel she truly is.

Before I forget to mention this, she transferred to Kunugigaoka in her second year! She met Sugino since they were in the same class, and he was the first friend she made.

She has a lot of pride in things she is good at (sports, art) and it can push to the point of arrogance sometimes.

Will take any chance to prove herself, even if it’s reckless or stupid or ruin things. For someone who’s a moodmaker and loves people, she’s not the best team player but that improves over time.

Generally is easygoing and goes with the flow of the mood...but she can have a short temper, and go from 0-100 fast. Only if someone is insulting her or her loved ones though.

She’s pretty confrontational, but don’t be fooled: she’s more bark than bite. She’s a sweetheart deep down, and all her classmates know it.

She’s bubbly, cute, and a total chatterbox once she gets comfortable around people, and can drop her “cool rebel” facade

Very creative and resourceful UwU. Super quick-witted too.

But she also can be incredibly ambitious and has big aspirations for the future. She’s fairly realistic though.

Her biggest flaws are that she can be self-centered, very stubborn, rash, short-tempered, overdramatic, and slightly arrogant. She has little confidence in herself.

Her name “Mai” means “dance” and it was given by her mother, a professional dancer. She wanted to name her daughter after her greatest passion. Even though Mai grows to have absolutely no interest in dance lmfao. She complains about this but stops when she learns of poor Kimura’s plight.

She grew up speaking a lot of English within her family since her mother used to live in America so her language skills are great...but she is far from perfect at literature. She mostly just lacks the patience to analyze it and finds it boring.

And...that’s it UwU. Also just gonna drop this transparent version because I worked really hard on drawing her and I’m proud 💜

#assclass #assassination classroom #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classroom oc #assclass oc #post #personal art #mai kamiya

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minah-delacroix · 3 years

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At any price (Part VII)

Universe: Dynasty AU

Characters: Minah, Tyler, Daniel (briefly)

Word count: 2,1 k

Addiction

Tyler and Minah are like a drug to each other. As days pass by what was initially meant to be some sort of ridiculous ploy to get over Sungjae soon becomes something Minah loses control over and almost tastes like an addiction. Somewhere between their unspoken agreement and sex by a pool, whatever it is they have has sent Minah’s judgment flying out the window. The smug smirk plastered on Tyler’s face every time she pronounces his name, suggests he’s fully aware of it and enjoys the power he holds over her. Under normal circumstances, Minah would’ve been mortified, but given the fact she wants to keep Sungjae off her mind, she doesn’t care as long as her nights —and days— are spent with her body pressed against Tyler’s, having fun between the sheets of his canopy bed. Or on top of his mahogany desk. Or hers.

Today it’s the sofa in their office; a purchase Tyler had deemed unnecessary, but that now seems useful as he lays shirtless on it, arms up under his head. Amused, the man follows Minah’s attempts to cover the marks on her neck with a one-of-a-kind ‘Jeu des Omnibus et Dames Blanches’ carré Hermès that he managed to snatch from a private collector, a first edition as rare as Minah herself.

“Don’t tell me you’re leaving already” Tyler sits up, his voice laced with an evident intention that turns even more obvious as he slides to Minah’s side, his lips tracing kisses along her clavicle.

Minah can guess what he wants without even looking at him.

Over the past months working together and a couple of weeks sleeping with him, Minah has learned that Tyler Lee likes grand gestures and despises dullness. The fact she has a ten thousand euro worth piece of silk wrapped around her neck to hide the love bites he left on her skin it’s a testament to it. It is as arousing as it is embarrassing, so she tries to stop Tyler’s attempts to untie the scarf, but she knows she’s fighting a lost battle because there’s not ever a time Tyler lets her go without a second round. And for that, lately, she’s as thankful as she’s equally exhausted —or at least Enzo has pointed out so every time they meet for lunch—.

“Did you read our end-year report?” Minah questions, pushing Tyler’s head gently and looking at him in the eyes. He clicks his tongue, but can’t even begin to get mad at her because there’s an angelic aura of sexual afterglow surrounding Minah that distracts him from reality and the fact she’s glaring at him.

Ignoring the small dent between her brows, he reaches over and plants a sloppy kiss on Minah’s lips,

“I should’ve learned it by now” he laughs when Minah breaks the kiss and starts fastening her Kiki de Montparnasse corset “Discussing business is your version of an after-sex cigarette” Minah gives Tyler that faint half deprecatory, half seductive smile she is so good at and shakes her head “But I’ll give you some credit, at least you’ve moved past the this-is-the-last-time-we-do-it speech” Tyler teases, pulling her into his lap and lowering his head to hers.

“No, this really is the last time” Minah whines, but it is evident her words are empty because her body instinctively responds to his lingering touches “I don’t want people thinking we’re doing business together because we share a bed”

“You mean a couch” Tyler corrects “Or a desk, or the bar” he continues, giving Minah soft pecks on the cheeks “The only time we leave this office is to do it on the balcony or home”

“Well, had you read the report, you’d understand why.” Minah knows she’ll have her legs wrapped around Tyler in a few minutes without much effort on his part, but she still attempts to direct Tyler’s attention to the problem at hand. “Our company isn’t as profitable yet” Minah rolls her eyes when Tyler starts kissing her neck again and unclasping her corset “And this is not exactly helping-” she groans.

“Now, isn’t it?” A cocky grin stretches out on Tyler’s face when Minah shifts under him.

Minah still wants to protests, but she gives in once again, mentally scolding herself for allowing Tyler to get away with it every single time.

Foreign territory

An hour or so later Tyler slips a black turtleneck sweater over his head. Across the room, Minah buttons a silk transparent blouse that allows the corset underneath to flaunt her perfect figure. A strategic choice that had a lot to do with Tyler and little with the fact she had been summoned to Delacroix Manor for, in the words of her aunt Valerie, another meeting revolving around the preservation of Delacroix Corp and the family —which Minah had pointed out was basically the same thing.

“So, the end-year report,” Minah says without preamble. She struggles again trying to find the perfect way to tie her silk scarf and effectively hide the hickeys on her neck, which amuses Tyler enough to make him chuckle.

“You know we’ve been on the market less than a year, it was expected we ended the year like this” Though Tyler’s face suddenly turns serious, Minah still can detect a double sense to his words, especially because he’s buckling his belt as he speaks.

“And when do I ever settle for the expected?” Minah pouts ever so slightly.

Tyler is about to reply with some witty comeback, the kind he’s so good at making and he doesn’t even have to think of because it just slips past his lips naturally, but he’s interrupted by his phone pinging somewhere in the office. He stands up and scrambles to find it only to realize it’s still in his suit blazer. He practically jogs to get his Tom Ford jacket from the back of his chair and his face contorts in something akin to unhappiness when he finally inspects whatever it is he’s received.

Minah looks at him concerned.

“What’s wrong? Did Harrods ran out of turtlenecks again?” Minah tries to joke, walking up to him and wrapping an arm around his waist.

Tyler shakes his head. His expression is bitter and if she didn’t know better, Minah would assume Tyler looks hurt.

“It’s Tara, she’s bailing on me for Christmas to spend time with Yang and his family” He informs with a somber expression, throwing his phone onto his chair mindlessly.

“Well, it’s only fair, after you ditched her on your birthday for that mystery woman” Minah still recalls how angry Tara seemed after finding out Tyler was seen sailing in a private yacht in the Galapagos after ditching a party she prepared for weeks. It was back when Tyler and Minah were planning the launch of Envoûté and she still lived in her family’s home. She can also remember Tyler being super secretive about it and Tara ignoring him for weeks after the incident. Thinking about the whole situation suddenly makes her curious, so she ventures to ask “So, who is she?” Minah moves slyly to face Tyler “Name, age, weight?”

He only laughs and shakes his head

“Oh, come on, Lee, you know about my past” Minah pouts “Why can’t I know about yours?”

Tyler shrugs and Minah doesn’t insist. She’s learned to recognize some boundaries between them and this time his lips appear sealed on the topic, so she walks back to her desk to pick her purse and pulls a Dior 5 Couleurs Eyeshadow Palette and her YSL lipstick from it. She retouches her makeup without even sparing a single glance at Tyler.

Then, out of a sudden, he clears his throat

“There was never another woman, Minah,” He says, simply. The revelation forces Minah to stop smacking her lips together and turn to look at him with a raised brow. “I was visiting my dad.”

To understand the weight of Tyler’s words one must know that Mr. Lee, once upon a time one of the greatest politicians in Asia and formerly one of the richest men on the planet had been sentenced to 8 years in prison for embezzlement, bribery, and corruption. It had been so shameful for Tyler’s mother that she’d ran away with Tara and Tyler back to her parents’ home in London and never looked back. Ever since talking about their father was taboo for the Lee siblings.

“I thought you’d cut ties with him,” Minah says after an uncomfortable silence settles between them, making Minah wonder if she’s ventured way too far into foreign territory. Even if they’re business partners and as of recently “more than friends”, the whole oversharing family secrets seems a bit too personal for her liking. Tyler seems to think the same judging by the way he keeps his answer curt and free of any further detail.

“I am trying to fix it” Tyler tries to appear nonchalant as he walks toward Minah, “And because of that, Tara is giving me the cold shoulder” he adds, closing the distance between them and sliding his hands down Minah’s back.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Minah says cupping his face with both hands, she almost seems ready to coo at him and how cute he looks when he’s sulking “I hope she comes around,” she says, letting her hands fall to rest on his chest.

“It’s just as likely as you getting the company out the red” Tyler presses a soft peck on the tip of Minah’s nose and she automatically scrunches it up as though he’s done something disgusting, but it’s actually the realization of how domestic and couple-like they are acting at the moment what makes her react that way.

“This is a season for miracles,” she says, pulling away from Tyler, at the very last second, before his lips come into contact with hers.

“And sorry, but I have to go see my grandparents. They want to negotiate my return to their home” Minah says, briefly picking her coat, her purse, and rushing to the door, leaving a very confused Tyler behind.

Festive spirit

When Minah arrives at Delacroix Manor, her grandparents, aunts, and Suho are waiting by the door, looking nothing less than picture-perfect. So much that the image almost seems fake and makes Minah wish she’d stayed with Tyler instead. They’re all wearing matching festive colors, so although she’s not the slightest bit surprised —after all it’s nearly Christmas— Minah’s outfit clashes with the rest of her family members.

“Intervention or surprise party?” Minah inquires as she climbs the last stairs and finds herself face to face with her grandfather.

“Welcome back, actually,” Her grandmother says, her face not really showing any hint of emotion that allows Minah to discover whether her presence is appreciated or not.

"And not for you” Aunt Valerie adds apologetically.

“Thank God, I was afraid I had to act grateful” Minah walks past her family, ignoring whoever spoke to inform her that Gabe was returning to the Manor after a short “business” trip Minah knew had to do a lot with his latest scandal and very little with Delacroix Corp.

“Minah” The Delacroix patriarch calls before she manages to sneak inside the manor “Best behavior”

It’s probably the Christmas spirit or the fact Tyler exhausted her too much to complain, but Minah only rolls eyes and takes her spot beside Suho as her brain formulates intricate plans to go back to the Lee Manor before Tara leaves for that college reunion she had scheduled. She thinks she might've found the perfect Christmas gift for the Lee siblings.

However, Minah doesn’t make it to Lee Manor that night because both Suho and her finally get those apologies they’d been expecting, and with her thoughts clouded by the emotive moment, she agrees to move back to the manor, even if it’s just for the holidays. It’s a start and everybody seems happy with that. Even Minah’s grandparents.

That’s why the next morning Daniel Choi parks Tara’s Mercedes S-Class in front of a row of topiaries by the entrance of Delacroix Manor. He can't quite believe he allowed Tyler to convince him of joining Tara —who's maneuvering out of the car holding a heavy bowling bag— and Minah in whatever ridiculous activity they were planning for the day, so he curses his best friend silently as he steps out of the car. It’s the third time in a row that Tyler stands him up and he’s beginning to feel it’s about time he packs his bags and goes back to New York.

“Or probably not” Daniel says, noticing that cutie from the other day—Seokjae or whatever his name is— walking in their direction.

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#oc #story #dynasty au #minah #tyler #daniel

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sjbuchananbarnes · 5 years

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The one where she finds out

Steve rogers x reader

W.c: 1814

“Ok we have the steak ,rice,chips,tortillas,salsa and guac.” Nat pointed at each of the items of food. “What else are we missing?”

“Nothing, beer is cooling along with the tequila, will take everything out once everyone is here.” Wanda assured, looking down to see if she got any stains on her high waisted shorts and white tank top.

“Alright where's the girl of the hour?” Sam walked in the kitchen with Bucky not far behind.

“She had a quick phone call ,she’ll should be done any minute now.” Natasha threw her apron and smoothed down her mini cotton white dress and fixed her tan sandals.

“What’s up bitches!” You walked into the kitchen, in a cute mini red floral dress and white sandals.

“Congrats babe!” Nat and Wanda made there way to hug you, which ended up being a big group hug.

“400 missions how does that feel,hot stuff?” Bucky asked his arm still around your waist.

“Amazing.” Smiling up at him. “Now what do we have here?” You looked around the kitchen.

“We have your favorites.” Wanda voice was filled with excitement since Nat and her self cooked dinner.

“Thank you girls.” Hugging them once again.

“Anything for our favorite girl.” Nat pinched your cheeks.

“So when are going to eat?” Sam rubbed his belly.

“Just waiting on Steve.” And right on cue the blonde came walking in with a duffle bag in his hand and a small gift in his hand.

“I got called in for a last minute conference call in DC.” He sighed,sad that he had to leave you. “I’ll be back in a week,I’m sorry sweetheart.” Saddened that he couldn't be here with you tonight.

“It’s okay Steve, will go out to dinner, just me and you when you come back.” You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around him, resting in his arms for a couple of seconds.

“I’d love that.” Steve mumbled into your hair, hugging you tighter, and earning teasing thumbs up and winks from the group,which he only rolled his eyes at. As much as he dread pulling away he finally let you go and shoved two neatly wrapped box into your hand.

“Steve, you shouldn't have.”

“It was nothing.”

“Should I open it now?”

“No!” He yelled but tried to play it off “Maybe later, with everyone else's.”Scratching the back of his neck.

“Mr.Rogers, I’ve been told to inform you that the quinjet it ready.” Fridays voice interrupted you.

“I have to go know.”

“Thank you Steve.” Giving him one last quick hug he walked out.

“It’s always a pleasure, pretty lady.” He walked out.

“Now, let’s feast!” Wanda clapped her hands in excitement and soon you only heard laughs and plates clattering together.

“My god I’m stuffed.” Tony groaned and plopped next to heavily pregnant wife,whose swollen feet rested on the coffee table.

“Me too, everything was delicious, thank you girls.” Laying your head in Bucky’s lap and quickly his hand was giving you a scalp massage. “Buck, stop.” You mumbled,but made no effort to stop him. “ ‘M going to fall asleep,Buck!”

“Ok stop,stop.” Wanda got from her spot next to Vis and made her way to you, with her hands behind her back. “Close your eyes.” Excitement filled her voice, quickly doing as you were told you sat up and closed your eyes. “Tada, open.”

“Wanda you shouldn't have.” You got up to hug her and opened up your gift, it was a photo of the team, in front of the new Stark facility,the one up state, all giving a toothy grin, cuddled up next to one another,happy, you never got to see how the picture came out and this was the first time seeing it.“I love it.” You gasped and held it up to your chest. “Thank you,Wanda.”

“Okay, okay me next.” Nat handed you her gift, it was a small display box that held a scrap of metal along with a bullet and underneath it read. ‘Kabul, Afghanistan,2009.’ “Our first mission.” The two of you were driving a nuclear engineer out of the city , but you were ambushed by the Winter Soldier, both of you shot by him, she worse than you, left for dead.

“ I would've died without you.”

“And now I think I’ll die without you.” You latched onto her.

“Sorry about that,again.” Bucky murmured.

“It’s okay,Buck. We know it wasn’t you.” Resting a hand on his lap for reinsurance. After opening up the rest of the gifts, which were really thought full you were only left with two gifts, Steve’s gifts. Going for the smaller box first, you opened it contained another small black velvet box, after opening it up you let out a gasp.

“He remembered.” You whispered, eyes filling with tears as you traced ever so lightly the bracelet.

“What? What is it?” Natasha was basically jumping out of her seat, everyone around you was just as eager as there redheaded friend.

“One time we went to the mall, you know we were trying vamp up his wardrobe.” Chuckling at the memory of Steve standing in front of your door, asking for fashion advice, which Tony scoffed.

“Why didn’t he ask me.” He crossed his arms over his chest.”You have horrible sense of fashion.”

“Anyways.” You threw a playful glare at Tony. “He asked for my wonderful taste in fashion and we walked by a Tiffany and Co and I saw a bracelet, and it was exactly like the one my mother had, the one she was buried in.” There were tears down your cheeks, memories of your mother flooded your mind, her laugh filled your ears. The horrible sight of your dad holding your fifteen year old hand as she was lowered into the ground.

And before you knew it, you were engulfed into a big group hug as you cried into Sam’s chest.

“I’m sorry.” After a couple more minutes of crying you pulled your self of Sam’s chest, but was still begin surrounded by the group.

“No need, sweety pie.” Pepper gave you her award giving smile.

“Can we see the bracelet?”

“Oh yeah.” You handed them the black velvet box.

Tony let out whistles as examined the bracelet. “ Capsical really out did him self.”

“That must of cost him a fortune.” Wanda couldn't keep her eyes away from the bracelet.

“I can't believe he did this.” Pepper was at ‘aw’ with the gesture.

Bucky quickly let a snort,”C’mon it’s like you guys don’t know him, one time he blew out so much money for a Walther PPK/S, for Peggy because he was so in love with her.” He snorted at his friend.

The whole team stared at Bucky with wide eyes.

“What did you just say?” You questioned him.

Bucky’s eyes widened at shifted uncomfortably on the couch. “ U-uh a W-walther PPK/S, that’s what he got her.”

“No, no, the love part.”

“Uhhh, uhh.”

“Bucky?’

“No, no, no.” He mumbled rubbing his temple.

“Yeah, that’s helping, keep doing that.” Sam patted his thigh.

“So your telling me all you fuckers knew he was in love with me yet decided to tell me nothing?” You paced back and forth through the living room, biting on your thumb.

“It wasn’t something for us to say, sweetheart.” Pepper spoke up.

“Pepper we literally told you that Stark was in love with you, because you were to blind to see.” You threw a questioning look.

“True.” She pointed her finger at you.

“So do you like him?” Bucky aked.

“Of course I do you idiot, It’s so painfully obvious, I thought I was going to have show up naked in his room.” You threw up your hands in frustration.

“What stopped you?” Nat smirked as she leaned back on the couch.

“I kept thinking he didn’t like me, I mean I know he likes me as a friend but I didn’t think it went further than that.” You mumbled and played with your fingers.

“Oh c’mon, your telling you never knew?” Sam questioned.

“Samuel.” You raised your eyebrow at him.

“Okay, okay.” He threw his hands up in defence.

“It’s just that.” Letting a sigh out, “If we were to go on a date, it would be like if we were on our twentieth date. We know everything about each other, if we do go out and then break up it’s going to be so awkward.” You were talking out loud but you were basically talking to yourself .

“But what if you do work out, and live happily ever after.” Tony lifted his brow.

“Yeah, look at us.” Pepper rubbed her belly and laid her head on Tony’s shoulder.

“Fuck it, I’m going to talk to him.” Declaring and standing up.

“He’s already asleep.” Sam informed.

“I’ll just call him tomorrow then.”

“No luck.” Wanda asked as she threw herself on your bed.

“I had one second with him before they called him in again.” You sighed and massaged your temple. “He told me he’s not going to be able to talk to ‘till he gets back.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“I’m going to wait for him when he gets back.”

“He’ll be arriving soon, so I’ll tell you how it goes.” You decided to go with miniable makeup and threw on a pair of jeans and the other gift Steve gave you, a plain white t with a small pocket on the left breast, and it smelled just like him. It was his and he knew how much you loved his clothes felt on your skin and how it smelled so much like him.

One last look on mirror you tied a knot on the shirt so it showed just a bit of your stomach and put on your shoes.

“Good luck.” Wanda and Nat threw you a thumbs up.

“Thanks.”

“You got this girl.” You mumbled to yourself as you paced back and forth in the room before going to the actual departure room and before you knew it Maria came running to you out of breath, resting her self on your shoulder.

“Wow, you okay?”

“He’s -He’s not-Woo.” She clenched her side. “Wow I can’t breath.”

“Maria what is wrong?” You stared at your friend who was freakishly out of breath for begin an agent.

“He’s not alone!” She whispered yelled at you not sure who could hear.

“Who Maria?”

“Steve.” She finally stood up straight, and then you felt your heart drop.

“What?” Devastation filled your voice.

And right on cue Steve walked into the room with a very smiling Sharon Carter wrapped in his arm.

“Hi Y/n, I missed you, how was the party?” He gave you a side hug.

“Great.” You threw him a fake smile, you were late.

The one where Steve finds out

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remi-demi94 · 4 years

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What would Remy be like "intimately" with the main six and Anastasio? Is she a virgin in each route? What would her roles be (like is she a top, bottom, switch, etc.). If this is too spice I'm sorry lol. I'm so curious about this.

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This is juicy nonny!! Lol

And no you're fine! I like answering questions like this because I like telling more of Remy's relationships between them all and Anastasio! So here we go!

Warning!! ⚠️⚠️⚠️ This is very NSFW!!

So Remy's virginity was taken by Asra before the plague in all 6 routes and with Anastasio, because they were a lovey-dovey couple before the plague f*cked everything up. But unfortunately... poor Remy doesn't know this, so technically post-plague, she's a virgin... again?? I guess? Lol idk. I'm just gonna say that she hasn't been super intimate post-plague... until the events in the story lol.

Nadia

Remy's a bottom for Nadia, sometimes a switch. She's not necessarily horny on the main with Nadia but she does have her moments when she just wants some intimate times with Nadia. She's too shy to initiate it, but she'll give Nadia lingering looks, or brush up against her. "Nadi... can we?... Are you busy tonight?, Can I kiss you?". She still feels like Nadia is waayyyyy out of her league strictly because of their difference in status (royalty and average citizen lol), so she's aways unsure if she has the right to ask something of Nadia who is so important to Vesuvia. Remy has no reason to act like that though because Nadia always treats her as her equal, even more so when they're intimate. Remy's a giver too, whether she realizes it or not. Like Remy would gladly give Nadia oral while she fingers Remy.. it's stuff like that...She's unconsciously shakes her legs if Nadia hits the spot... which is every time. Nadia is usually the one with the strap-on, and Remy always likes to wrap her legs around her. Remy likes giving and receiving love bites as well. Remy accidentally ends up dragging her nails on Nadia's back, and she feels bad about it every time, but Nadia loves it. Remy does a lot of heavy sighs, panting, gripping anything close to her, throwing her head back, hip bucking, and curling toes. She tries to hide her moans by biting her lip but Nadia always encourages her to let her voice out. It's cute. She's super shy at the start of it, but Nadia always reassures her and they both end up very satisfied and worn out, more in love than before. You can bet she's flushed the entire time too. Nadia and Remy enjoy getting sexual in several areas of the palace and when they go on their outings through Vesuvia and more. They have absolutely had sex in the hallways of the palace, her contemplation tower, Lucio's wing, the baths, the veranda, Nadia's bedroom, the guest rooms (all of them), the dining hall, the red Market, the shop, the cave, the carriages... it's been quite a few 😳😂 . They also like to wear certain "items" throughout the day until they can be alone with each other. For example, Nadia will put a vibrator in Remy's panties and bra and she'll turn it up, down, on and off throughout the day, driving Remy insane as she tries to keep her composure. It's awful when Nadia does this to Remy when they have a meeting with the Courtiers or they have to greet important guests. Remy's standing there with her knees about to buckle from the pleasure, but then Nadia would turn it off. Remy's all over Nadia by the end of it all and it always amuses Nadia.

Julian

Oh boy. When I say Remy is a dominant service top for this man, I MEAN IT. Ya girl is horny af with this man, so they're always making love, sometimes f*cking lmaooo. Ya'll know how horny and dramatic Julian is, and Remy fully takes advantage of that. She's very passionate with Julian as well. She doesn't like how hard he is on himself, so she likes to make him feel good emotionally and physically. It's a lot of "I love you", "you're so amazing", "Does this feel good?", and more praising. She's not usually rough unless he wants it like that, but she always ends up being really passionate again. So ya'll know how he doesn't take good care of himself? She nips that in the bud real quick. He's not eating? Ya girl will sit on his lap and feed him herself if she has too. He won't come to bed? Okay, Remy's gonna tease him something terrible, lead him to the bed, and they can cuddle, make-out, have sex, whatever, until he's sleeping in her embrace. Can't sleep? She'll use that temperature trick and massage him until he dozes off. He's stressed? Remy will calm him down with her touch and help him. Let's say he wants to try being tied up, where he can't touch her while she teases him, she'll definitely oblige, but eventually she'll free him because she likes being in his embrace too. She'll happily peg him if that's what he wants too. She usually can hold back her moans or jagged breaths, but it's hard for her when she sees his heavy lidded eyes and blush. It drives her mad. She's a switch too because there's no way he would want to be the bottom all the time. I refuse to believe he's strictly a bottom lol. When he tops, that's when Reny loses her composure. Of course it feels amazing, but she loves the confidence he shows when he tops, and it makes her reach her orgasm faster too. I mean it's legs shaking, arched back, toes curling, heavy breaths, back scratching, name screaming good. Your girl can't handle Julian when he's a top. She's embarrassed after that 😂 and ya'll know Julian's gonna say something about it. They tend to do some serious voyagerism too, sometimes they almost get caught. They've done it at the Rowdy Raven, the palace gardens, the palace's library, palace baths, palace guestroom (So sorry Nadia), the dungeon (long story), the reading table at the shop, the south end, the marketplace, the docks, the forest... pretty much every where tbh. And they do it for all occasions: angry sex (which is rare), makeup set, morning sex, late night sex, sleepy sex, bath time sex, 'you work too hard' sex, 'I miss you' sex, unexpected sex, just because sex, 'I love you' sex... the list goes on lol.

Muriel

🥺🥺🥺 Remy's a top with Muriel, mostly a service top for very obvious reasons. Mountain man has been through SOME F*CKED UP SHIT, and he deserves the world. She knows he's hesitant to get really intimate so she always asks first, always, unless he asks or initiates it first. She gets so happy and excited when he does, and sometimes she gotta stop herself from getting too excited. She's also very patient with him too. Of course, she has her moments were she just wants to get really passionate and touchy, but she wants him to tell her when he's ready. She likes that they can kiss and make out with each other, and she lowkey notices how he more and more comfortable he gets with touching her, especially in between her legs. It's strictly vanilla sex with them and that is absolutely fine with her. But their vanilla sex is always sweet and romantic. Forehead to forehead, jagged breaths, embracing each other, slow but gradually faster paces, kisses in between thrusts and grinds, hand-holding, climaxing together. She's very encouraging and she praises him too. She always picks up on when Muriel holds back from touching her somewhere, like her breasts or butt, so she may gently grab his hands and place them there for him, quietly saying something like, "It's alright, Muri, I like that". She really only cares about loving Muriel and making him feel good. And when I say that Remy is a service top, I mean that she'll give Muriel hand/blow jobs or just massage him because she wants to, and she's perfectly fine with getting nothing in return. She'd be a little worried about letting her voice out because she wouldn't want to freak him out, so she tries to whimper and bite her lip instead, sometimes accidentally letting her moans slip out as she calls out his name. Sometimes... just sometimes, Remy gets carried away and moans really loud and they both get hella embarrassed but excited. I feel like Muriel would switch sometimes, or at least initiate it, and Remy would happily let him take charge. They don't really get intimate besides being in his hut, the magic shop, or the forrest. They have done it in the cave before, and Muriel won't admit it but it was his favorite spot. (I cannot wait for that horny Muriel sprite)

Anastasio

(Anastasio is @wingcinna 's OC, not mine, and this beatiful artwork is hers, I'm just posting it to show you his look)

Cinna said that Anastasio is a top... which is perfect because I already imagined Remy being a bottom with him 😂😂😂. Oh but she's a service bottom. They're both really competitive so I feel like it'll be ravenous kissing and touching if they're really horny. Remy is really passionate too so she'd tell him how good it feels and she'd usually want to be really close to him, like skin-to-skin. She loves playing with his hair most of the time so when they're intimate, she's gonna have at least one hand kinda massaging at his scalp. Idk she likes doing that lol. Cinna also revealed that Anastasio likes to do it on hard surfaces 😳😳😳. Remy learned very quickly why he likes that lmfao. With Anastasio she can get a little loud but most of the time it's jagged breaths, moaning his name/nicknames, praises, gasps, lip biting, body licks/bites/kisses, trailing her nails across his skin... all that good stuff 😂. Idk if he likes this but sometimes she likes to kiss on his scars, as if they'll be fixed by her kisses. He has the gift of making Remy's back arch, her legs shake, and her toes curl from his movements and she can never control it. She really, REALLY likes to tease him or play a little more attention to his sensitive spots because she loves the looks he gives her when she does it.... and what he does to her afterwards 😈😈. So he can expect her to tease him often... Sorry Anastasio (She's not sorry at all). If he's giving oral or something to her, she's going to want to do something for him at the same time, because she's just like that. It could even be as simple as ear licks or bites. She just wants him to know that it feels really good and she hopes to do the same for him in return. Sometimes... well no who am I kidding, this is all the time, Remy would just kinda stop functioning if he hits her sensitive spots, especially if he keeps at it. Like ya girl Remy will lose her voice and just sit there with her mouth agape, face completely blushed and filled with pleasure. She doesn't mind if he tugs her hair sometimes, I mean she's got a lot of it and im sure it gets in the way sometimes. Omg if he moves her hair to the side so they can gaze at each other while they're intimate??? She's done for. Eye contact in general is a turn-on for her, especially HIS eye contact.. I feel like they'd get busy a lot too, maybe not get crazy and do some voyagerism, but they'd be intimate a lot...for sometimes silly reasons too. Anastasio brought a bracelet for Remy? Cool, she's gonna treat him big time for that. She likes finding matching lingerie for them too, but her favorite part is taking it off of him. Remy likes to cuddle a lot too, so I'm sure they'd be cuddling afterwards. If she's on top, she likes to slow down her pace and enjoy the view, trailing her hands on his abs and chest because c'mon, he works really hard on his body, so of course she's gonna recognize it!!! Since they both use magic, you can bet she'll use it to tease or make the sensation even more intense for the both of them. I'm telling ya'll, she loves this man. She likes to be romantic with Anastasio too with legs wrapped around him, chest to chest, hand holding, loving looks, just passionate moments in between the fun. And if there's anytime where she may reach her orgasm before him, she always makes sure he reaches his too. She gotta take care of her man 💛💙.

So these next ones are hypothetical because Remy isn't for Asra, Portia, and definitely not Lucio (because she's with Anastasio... which is Wingcinna's Sajna and Lucio's son):

Asra

If Remy is with Asra, she's a service switch, mostly a bottom though. So Remy would be curious about their past relationship especially since they share a bed and live together so well in the shop. Of course Asra doesn't tell her at first because of those mind-numbing headaches she gets, but after all the events in the story, he finally feels comfortable enough to reveal the whole truth. It breaks her heart to know that they were such a cute couple before the plague, but that just gave her all the more reason to love him even more. She also asks about her virginity, and Asra tells her. They've been tighter than ever after that. Her first time with him pre-plague was really sweet and passionate, and it's exactly like that post-plague as well. Actually, it's really passionately and mystical every time they get intimate. I can't really describe it, but Remy shows how much she loves Asra when they get intimate. It's a ton of caresses, soft/light body kisses, hand holding, skin-to-skin, slow paced to fast paced loving. It's just always really romantic. They do a ton of teasing to each other too, especially with their magic because they know it drives each other wild. Asra is the confident praiser in the relationship, but sometimes Remy does it too and it makes Asra a blushy mess. I wouldn't say that Remy can get a little rough, but she does get carried away sometimes and take over... Asra loves it. When she takes over, she goes into a ton of foreplay, making Asra's whole body feel good. She unconsciously may use her magic to heat up her touch, which Asra finds cute, so he does it in return. Asra flusters Remy a lot but she likes it, she has a low key "Master and apprentice" kink with him. He knows this even though she doesn't admit it. Remy occasionally likes Asra to be dominant, just lightly though... like pinning down to the bed or whatever surface they're on, a little spanking, praises, hair pulling... but they always go right back to being passionate once they've both reached their teasing limit. They absolutely practice voyagerism, especially since they can manipulate their appearance with their magic. You can bet that they've done it in Nopal, the palace gardens right under Asra's tree (you know, they one you touch in the story and he blushes from that sensation... 😈), the palace gardens, the baths, Nadia's contemplation tower (I know they are terrible lmao), in Asra's realm, all of the major arcana realms (only once in the Devil's and the Hanged Man's realm), the Forrest, the cave (their favorite spot), the fields, the Rowdy Raven, the red market, the new hot springs (from the new tale 😍😍😍), the front of the shop... omg the list goes on. Remy also asks a lot of questions about her tastes when before she died, and surprisingly they aren't really different than before. Pre-plague Remy was into some more kinky stuff like shibari, whipping, orgasm denial, and more but post-plague Remy would try those things... just not make it a permanent practice between them. Asra and Remy also have a TON of sleepy, lazy sex because they're both sleepy heads lmao. They both do a ton of whispering sweet nothings to each other while they're at it, but Asra does it more. They always, ALWAYS, climax at the same time... that's how connected they are.

You know what... I take that back, Remy is for Asra too like Nadia, Julian, and Muriel, expect more Asra and Remy art 🤣🤣🤣.

Portia

Remy is a switch with Portia too (idk why but I'm picking up switch vibes when I play Portia's route). They both equally initiate it lol. They both wear strap-ons and they both really like to tease each other. Remy, however, likes to tease with lingering touches and batting her eyes at Portia. They're both curvy curly girls so Remy likes to embrace Portia's curves and play with her hair. They like to pin each other to the wall and make love. Portia's really busy with palace work so they get intimate whenever they can. Portia has a 30 minute break? Great, Remy's gonna make out with her while they finger each other. Got a little bit more time? Maybe they can do oral or even grab the strap-on. If Portia is worn out from the day, Remy's gonna give Portia a nice, calming massage before they go to sleep. They do a ton of cuddling too. They're intimacy is a really playful and cute... with a pinch of edginess. They mostly do it at the shop or in Portia's cottage, but they done it in the Palace a few times and went through the portals if they were ever close to being caught. Remy can be more of a top sometimes, because she likes to treat Portia after all the hard work she does and Portia deserves it dammit! Since Portia shows a ton of interest in magic, you can bet that Remy teases and uses it to get her riled up.

Lucio

*Don't be mad at Remy, Anastasio, this is only hypothetical and nonny asked me about it* 🤣🤣

Remy would probably be a switch with Lucio, but a dominant one. The way this man acts in the story just tells me that he wants to be wrecked 😈, and you can best believe that she'll do that for him. Their intimacy is really similar to Julian×Remy, except Remy rough with Lucio, because that's how he likes it most of the time. He likes to be teased and she does it all the time. They are really horny for each other so they would do it anytime, anywhere. It's that hot and heavy, needy, clingy, stuff. I'm talking always skin-to-skin, body praising, loud moaning, sex. That horny lip bite Lucio has is enough to make Remy take him right there. They've absolutely done it in front of the courtiers and none of them would notice because Lucio and Remy are slick like that. I'm talking about Remy sitting on his lap in a long gown, sneakily grinding on him until he almost cums, and then behaves herself until they can do it some where private. That type of stuff drives Lucio insane and Remy knows it. "Be good for me and I'll give you your present, okay Luci?", and you know she'll whisper that in his ear while playfully playing with a piece of his clothing. It's even hotter because she does this when they're in public places or at an important event, so he has to sit there and take it. Don't get me wrong though, Lucio easily can work her up too. It's when he kisses her hand or the inside of her wrist and up her arms that get her in a tizzy. If he's wearing his gauntlet, she likes it when he scratches her hips and thighs. If he just using his magic arm, he has a way of making her climax by just fingering or eating her out while he plays with her goods. Either way, they both work each other up and once they're alone, they're all over each other. They can be romantic too, sometimes it's just cuddly, loving sex and they don't want to let each other go. Gentle kisses and caresses until they fall asleep, sweet nothings in each other's ears, body worshiping, moaning each other's names... just soft, gentle love.

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Inquisitorial Squad (Draco x Slytherin!Reader)

Imagine: you’re on the inquisitorial squad and you’re set to do a night duty with Draco and the two of you become quite ‘close’ whilst on watch and you get distracted and DA slip past and Umbridge isn’t happy.

P.S - it’s quite a long one

Warnings: smut, fluffiness, drunk Draco ;)

A/N: I made my own gif for the first time today and as you can tell I’m VERY proud

It had been a long day - you had barely slept in the night and had had to deal with double Herbology in the morning. Slumping down on your bed, you groaned as you realised it was only a Tuesday and the pressure from your subjects, Umbridge and your parents had managed to defeat you this early on in the week. “Have you seen the Inquisitorial Squad rota for this week?” Pansy asked as she sat down on her bed which lay adjacent to yours. You hadn’t heard her come in so her voice made you jump slightly.

Opening your eyes, you sighed. “No, not yet.” You reply, and she smirks. Glancing at your alarm clock you noticed that you had 20 minutes before dinner started, your stomach rumbling as you realised how hungry you were. “Well, lucky for you, you’re on night watch with Draco tonight.” You feel your cheeks begin to turn crimson but you ignore it. Pansy had had a crush on Draco since first year, but you’d never told her about your small crush on him too. Usually you’d be excited to spend time with Draco but you were overwhelmed with drowsiness that you’d probably end up embarrassing yourself in front of him. “Tonight? Ugh, I barely slept a wink last night. Typical Umbridge.”

Pansy rolls her eyes. “Be grateful, Y/N. She’s the best teacher Hogwarts have seen for a while - at least she’s making a change. Besides, I’d happily take your place...” You shake your head, sitting up. No way were you going to let Pansy swoop in and have even more to brag about when it came to Draco. “No, no it’s fine. It’s a Tuesday night, and I can’t imagine there being much to do. She’ll probably let us go early.” Pansy nods her head, playing with a strand of her hair. She begins to recount how great Draco looked today and you nod along, obviously agreeing, but zoning out. As much as you loved Pansy, all she ever really talked about nowadays was Draco, especially considering their parents have been talking about a possible marriage between the two one day in the future. It hurt your heart a little, but it was bound to happen sooner or later - the Parkinson family were pure bloods. If they make a choice, it happens, and besides, you were really close to Draco, and he’d told you multiple times after one too many firewhiskeys that he thought you were hot.

You allowed Pansy to drone on until it was time for dinner. Shifting from your beds to the door, the two of you began to make your way out of the dungeons. The aroma of dinner made your mouth water as you reminded yourself how hungry you were. You sat opposite Pansy at the Slytherin table and began to load some food onto your plate. As you were about to take your first bite, you felt a hand on your back. Jumping slightly, you whipped your head around to be met by the familiar face of Draco. “Ready for tonight, Y/N?” He smirked before taking a seat next to you. His smirk made your insides twist and turn with butterflies but you played it off.

“Can’t wait.” You replied, rolling your eyes. He smiled and shook his head, throwing a handful of chips onto his plate. “Tuesday night is gonna be a killer, but maybe we’ll catch Potter’s band of losers, if we’re not too busy that is.” Draco mumbled the last bit, so that only you could hear, as he gave a wink. “I doubt we’ll be that busy.” You reply innocently, pretending you didn’t catch on to what he really meant. Or, at least what you thought he meant. Draco shakes his head in defeat, looking down at his plate for the rest of dinner.

Later that evening, you sauntered your way to the corridor you and Draco were keeping a lookout on - it was right outside the Room of Requirement, where Umbridge was certain the secret DA meetings were taking place. As you turned the corner, you saw him standing there and something washed over you - just seeing him alone, looking extremely hot (not to mention you were tired) you don’t know why, but you would do anything to just push him up against a wall and let him kiss you. Hard. Maybe it was his comment at dinner or maybe it was something else deep down. The drunken confessions from Draco were never talked about between either of you, and you were convinced that as far as Draco was concerned, that’s all they were - drunken slurs. But there was still a part of you that was convinced he really did want you.

“I’ve gotta say, Y/N, I’m really glad we got paired up together tonight. There’s no way I could’ve bared Pansy drone on about our families’ arranged meal next week all night.” He smiles genuinely. Your heart panged slightly when you remembered the reality of the situation - Draco would never be able to date you if Lucius and Narcissa had already settled on the Parkinsons. “Please, don’t bring it up.” You mumble, looking down at the floor. Your stomach was still tied in knots - if only you could just muster up the courage to kiss him. “What’s up? You’re never usually like this when we’re alone...” Draco mumbles the last bit, placing a hand on the small of your back as he lifts up your chin with his other. Your insides burned up at what he meant, but you had to push it aside. Did Draco really have feelings for you or were you just another girl he could have some fun with?

“Girls for now, girls for later, right?” You ask, biting your lip. You could hardly believe you had said it - but you didn’t regret it. A look of hurt flashes across his eyes as his mouth falls open slightly. “What does that even mean? Don’t tell me you’re jealous of Pansy, Y/N.” You look down again. Truth be told, yeah - you were. Pansy was probably gonna end up having a life with Draco, and you knew it wasn’t on the cards for you. “Do you even remember the first Slytherin party we went to? What happened that night?” You ask, watching his reaction.

“Of course I do, what does it matter?” He asks, scratching the back of his neck. It was the first time he had gotten drunk. You had to walk him back to his dorm as it was still only 11pm, and it was the first time he ever really confessed any sort of hints that he saw you as anything more than a friend. “I walked you back to your dorm, and you asked me to stay. Remember?” Draco nods, urging you to continue. “I stayed, and you kept on telling me that the room was spinning too fast, so you made come lay with you. You were wearing that cute jumper, you know the one that Blaise laughed at because it was burgundy, and I said it was cute way back in third year. You wore it, and you told me you were wearing it for me, in the hopes that I’d figure out that you liked me. Well, I waited up the next morning - we agreed to watch the sunrise over the Black Lake, but you never showed. I always assumed you just didn’t remember, but was it because you realised that nothing could ever happen between us? I bet that if it were Pansy it’d be different.” You ramble on, a mixture of anger and sadness building up inside of you.

Draco smirked, running his hand through his hair. “Yeah, I remember telling you that I wore it for you - that was true. But I thought we agreed to watch the stars together over the Black Lake? I showed up at 6pm with a picnic blanket and some snacks but you were a no-show. You even ignored me for the whole day - I thought I’d scared you off... I guess it was a case of miscommunication?” Draco chuckles. Seriously? It’s been two years and he’s only now telling you this? “Wait what?”

“I don’t like Pansy, Y/N. My parents know that. They also know that I’m crazy about you.” Draco smiles, taking a step closer. The butterflies in your stomach return, but this time you feel them all over your body. Surely this was a dream - there was no way Draco Malfoy actually really did like you back? “You mean that?” You ask, and he nods. Slowly, he leans in and lets his lips brush yours, catching each other’s gaze before deepening the kiss. His hands begin to explore your body, and you couldn’t help but notice how his strong arms feel wrapped around your frame. Despite all the late night flirting, this was the first time the two of you had actually kissed, and no figment of your imagination could compare to the real thing. Draco walks you up against the wall and you feel the cold stone against the exposed skin on your back from where your grey cardigan had began to ride up from Draco’s urgent touch.

His lips were like a drug - with every second that passed, you needed his touch more and more. His fingers curled under the top of your skirt as he flatted out his hands and slid them round to the bottom of your back. You allowed your hands to make their way up his chest, unbuttoning his top two buttons and loosening his tie. You didn’t care about anything except Draco - Umbridge could come along at any second and you would still be the happiest girl in the world.

Draco follows suit and pulls off your green tie, letting it fall to the floor, as he begins to unbutton your shirt. You silently thank your friends from back home for taking you lingerie shopping in the summer as Draco moans against your lips as his hands run along the red lace of your bra. Smirking, you break the kiss to whisper in his ear, “You like it?” He nods before starting to kiss your neck as he caresses the lacy fabric. You moan quietly into his ear and clasp onto the baby hairs at the cape of his neck, releasing a similar moan from Draco.

In the corner of your eye, you spot the slightest glimpse of movement turning the corner. Jumping up, you pull Draco off of you, him sputtering apologies that he shouldn’t have taken it so far, so you silence him with a quick “Shh!” You grab your tie and do your buttons up as you slowly creep towards the corner, motioning for him to follow you. You peak your head around, spotting the familiar ginger hair of the Weasley twins and bright blonde locks of Luna Lovegood padding towards the end of the second corridor. Sighing, you allow your cheeks to heat up. “We missed them, but they certainly didn’t miss what we were getting up to.” Draco smirks, readjusting his tie. “Oh well, we’ll get them another time. For right now, I have everything I want.” He pulls you in, pecking you on the lips. You both laugh. “Draco, that was sweet but so cringey!” He chuckles. “Come on, I’ll walk you back to your dorm.” He lifts you up and slings you over his shoulder. You cry out in laughter, chuckling when he slaps your arse and begins heading in the direction of the common room.

“What on Earth were the two of you doing to let them slip past?” Umbridge asks. You were called into her office alongside Draco - you weren’t sure how she had found out, but she had. You just hoped she didn’t know the full story of last night’s antics. After the two of your had got back to the common room, you had continued your make-out sessions on one of the leather sofas but decided to head back to your separate dorms before you both went too far.

“Professor, we were preoccupied with a pair of third years for a good portion of time - Y/N had heard footsteps down the hall, and had come back with a girl and boy from Gryffindor. We didn’t catch their names but they were sneaking around the castle at night, Y/N and I could only guess what they had been getting up to. They escaped before we had a proper chance to punish them.” Draco lied, and Umbridge believed every word.

“Very well - you two are dismissed. But I don’t want this to happen again.” Umbridge replied, allowing the two of you to get up. “Oh, we promise Professor, it won’t.” You reply with a smile before leaving. As soon as you leave, Draco shoots you a wink. “Don’t worry, love, I had a story planned out since this morning. But you should probably hide that love bite.” Draco winks before grabbing your hand. You curse as you do your best to cover up your neck with your cloak. As much as you loved him, he was already a pain in the arse.

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black-is-beautiful18 · 3 years

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World's Collide

Percy Jackson x Black OC A/N: Percabeth is cute but they're just going to be friends in this fic. This is also inspired by Nigerian tales such as Mami Wata and Yoruba mythology, but it's also folklore from West Africa. I hope you enjoy. *************************** Her coconut brown skin shown brightly under the sun. Her smile as dazzling and as bright as a full moon while her laugh....oh her laugh was like a song. A song you want to hear over and over again. Her dark tight curls stuck to her face as she tries to shield herself from the water being thrown on her by two girls. They look to be twins. With identical facial features, skin the color of vanilla, and locs that go down their backs adorned with gold clips that glint in the sunlight. There's not much a difference between them except that one is a bit taller than the other. They all were beautiful but not as beautiful as her. Wearing a royal blue bikini she looked almost like a goddess. The water on her skin made it so she was practically glowing. A dreamy sigh leaves Percy's lips capturing the attention of the blonde girl next to him.

"What's up with him?" Thalia asks as she lays down her beach towel her black and blue one piece fitting her style perfectly.

"Definitely not coming back any time soon." ************************* "Move, Zu!" I cry out laughing as I fight against the girl dragging me out of the water and towards our things.

With her locs pulled back in a low ponytail Zu shakes her head." Nope! Your going to talk to him!" She commands smirking.

Whining I twist in her arms to look to back at our older sister, well she's only 3 minutes older than Zu, but she's still older." Zuri! Tell her to put me down!" I beg pouting.

Pouting I cross my arms." I am not a guppy!" I glance back at the black haired boy biting my lip." He is handsome...and his eyes," I sigh", they're as beautiful as the sea itself...."

"So?" Zuri asks tilting her head to the side.

Taking a deep breath I look at them." I...can't do it." I then try to run back to the water but they're quick to follow me. ************************** "She winked at you, seaweed brain! I'm pretty sure that was a sign." Thalia says exasperated as Percy shakes his head." Do you see her? She's basically a goddess! There's no way she'll talk to me." Everyone groans or either rolls their eyes at the son of Poseidon.

"She's looking over here." Nico mutters glancing at his cousin.

"If you don't go talk to her I'm going to offer her a spot in the Hunt." Thalia says firmly causing Percy's eyes to widen.

Sighing, Percy gets up" Fine. I'm going." *********************** "Ugh! Fine!" Wrapping my cover up around my waist I stomp off in the direction of the boy who caught my eye. I'm not angry. I'm just being dramatic because I know my sisters are right. As I'm walking I see that the boy is walking towards me as well. He rubs his neck nervously and I can't help but smile. Getting a bit closer I feel my face heating up.

"Hi." "Hi." I look at him surprised for a moment before laughing. He joins in instantly making me feel at ease.

"I'm Nia."

He smiles brightly almost making me coo at the way his face lights up but I control myself.

"I'm Percy and you're really pretty." He blurts out making me laugh.

"Thanks. I think you're pretty cute too."

"Whirlpool!" Someone cries out causing even more panic.

"Whirlpool?" Percy and I voice our confusion at the same time. Looking up at him I notice he's already looking at me.

"Jinx!" We call out before giggling

"Nia!"

"Percy!"

Zu and Zuri come running over to me while a group of teenagers around our age run over to Percy.

"Is that a friend of yours Percy?" A blonde girl asks using a hand to shield her face from the sun so she can see better.

"Nope. I have no idea what that is."

"Ikaki." Percy and his friends look at me curiously.

"Ikaki? What's that?" A blonde girl asks her eyes filled with suspicion and it's clear she's analyzing me and my sisters.

Looking to Percy and his friends I biting my lip as I walk backwards into the water." Stay here. You won't know how to deal with this and I don't want any of you getting hurt."

As I turn to go further into the water I feel someone grab onto my arm.'' Wait! You're not going to be safe either. Let me help.'' Percy says making me smirk as I look up at him.

''You are free to follow me son of Poseidon, but stay out of our way.''

I giggle at the cute confused look that comes on his face. He looks sort of like a puppy as he tilts his head to the side.

''How did you-''

I shake my head as I pull him along with me'' Aht Aht. We don't have time for talking.''

''What's going on?''

''He's disoriented and doesn't know how he got here. The last thing he remembers is eating some poor fool that got too close to him.'' Zuleika says shrugging which results in a groan from the ikaki.

I laugh'' I'm sure he was good, but we have to get you back home. Which river do you live in?''

The ikaki lets out another grunt and I nod.'' Zamfara River. Got it.''

''Nia?'' A familiar voice asks shocked

Looking behind me I smile as I see Percy.'' Just one moment.''

Zuri hands me a pearl and I kiss it causing it to glow. It floats out of my hand water swirling around it until it opens into a portal revealing a river bank.

''Here you go big guy.'' Zuri and Zu help the ikaki through the portal making sure he's all the way through and safe on the other side before waving as the portal closes.

Turning back to Percy I smirk.'' I'm certain this isn't what you expected, huh?''

He nods slowly'' Uh...you have tails.''

I giggle'' Yes. We have tails Percy.''

Zu rolls her eyes'' Haven't you seen a mermaid before? I thought you were supposed to be a son of Poseidon?'' She teases making Zuri giggle.

''Knock it off you two.''

I swim closer to Percy tilting my head to the side'' We have to go. Our mother will want to know what happened.''

Percy's eyes widen and he grabs my hands.'' But how am I going to find you? What happened to the...the''

''The ikaki is safe at home.'' I laugh as I give him a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth.

''And I'll find you. Don't worry.'' I give him one more kiss on the cheek before pulling away from him.

''Bye Percy~'' The twins sing teasingly before swimming away.

Giggling I blow him a kiss before swimming after the twins not missing the small 'whoa' that comes from Percy. It only makes me ore excited for our next meeting.

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A/N: This took longer than I wanted it to but please enjoy it. Don't be afraid to leave comments or reblog it.

Translations: Yoruba- Tẹle mi o yoo rii

English- Follow me and you'll see.

Since I used google translate I know it's not gonna be completely correct, so bear with me.

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