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leohamatoblog · 2 months

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Hi! I read your his feelings: Leo edition, loved it. Would you write one for Raph? Have a good day 👍🏽

hello anon! thank you for the request! i hope you're having a wonderful evening, drink some water! 🫶

His Feelings: Raph Edition

warnings: none, some language. gender neutral.

Raph was a tough nut to crack but you couldn't help but to like him. He was stubborn, he was hard headed, he was intense, but he was also sweet. You and him quickly developed a friendship.

He, at first, saw you as nothing more than a friend. He thought you were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, not that he'd say it out loud. You were human, he was a mutant turtle, it could never work. Besides, just by associating with him put you in danger.

You made your way to the lair after work/school to decompress. Being with the guys always made you feel better because they never judged you. They just let you be yourself. You always had a blast when you got together. Though today, something seemed off.

You walked into the lair and the air was thick, dense almost. The atmosphere seemed more tense than usual. It was dead quiet. No noises from Donnie's lab, no sounds from Mikey's video games, Raph's manhole covers weren't clacking, and Leo wasn't heard swinging around his swords.

You looked around and didn't find any of the turtles in the lair, but Splinter was in deep meditation. You didn't want to bother him, so you just went into the lounge area and made yourself comfortable on the couch. You hated how quiet the lair was, it made you feel uneasy.

"Dad! Sensei!" Leo's voice boomed through the tunnels.

You jumped hearing his voice. You didn't even realize they were coming. You stood up and watched as the guys all came running in, a hurt Mikey on Raph's back.

"What happened?" Splinter asked, snapping out of his meditation and rushing over.

"I-I don't know! One minute he was fine and then the next..." Raph said, his chest heaving with anxiety as he laid Mikey on the table in the lab.

Leo looked scared. "It's not your fault, Raph."

"Sure it is!" Raph snapped. "Look at'em Leo!"

You made your way inside the lab and appeared next to Raph. They all had cuts and bruises, Mikey's was the worst. Donnie had already gone to work making sure his little brother didn't have any life threatening injuries.

Leo patted Raph's arm. "I know." You could tell he was trying to remain calm. "Let Donnie work his magic."

"You guys go clean up, this is gonna take awhile." Donnie told his two older brothers.

Leo looked at Splinter who nodded. Leo left the lab and Raph practically stormed off. You looked at Mikey and gently patted his arm before walking off to find Raph.

Raph and Mikey had a deep bond. The two were practically best friends. They matched each other's energy pretty well and balanced each other out. You were glad that they had such a close brotherhood. You just wished that it wasn't close right at the moment.

You wondered into Raph's training area, finding him sat on his bench, carelessly disinfecting one of his many cuts. You rolled your eyes and walked over to him, holding your hand out. He didn't even protest, he just handed you the rag.

Raph couldn't help but to feel comfort in your touch. You saw him, you understood him, and you knew not to say anything, he appreciated that. Your hands were delicate as they cleaned his wound and they were soft against his leathery skin. He found himself watching you work.

Your eyes were one of his favorite things. They were the perfect shade of (eye color), he could look into them for hours and never get tired. He loved how much emotion they held and how they always lit up whenever you saw something you liked. They were soft.

He studied the outline of your face, watching your mouth twitch everytime you tried to stitch his cut. Your eyebrows furrowed in concentration and your jaw clenched every so often. Then your hair, how it fell slightly over your eyes/framed your face, it was a sight he could handle being the last thing he ever saw.

"He'll be okay." You muttered, grabbing some gauze. "You don't have to talk about it."

Raph sighed. "We were tryna break in to Stockman's lab for an antidote for the new mutant runnin' around." You just started to patch him up as he talked. "Got roughed a bit, ya know, the usual." He winced at the slight pressure you put on his collarbone area. "Then outta nowhere, them asshats bebop and rocksteady jus'...boom...Mikey was down."

You looked up from the wound. "And you kicked their asses?"

"Damn right. How do ya think I got all these?" Raph replied, motioning to his cuts.

"Well I happen to think they add to your charm." You stated, grinning at him.

Damnit, what are you doin to me? Raph thought.

"Got the world's best nurse to make sure'a that." He teased, nudging you.

You smiled at him and pulled away. Your smile made him weak in the knees. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen in his life. It was a medicine almost, a cure. He'd see that smile and whatever he was upset about would just melt away.

He knew he had feelings for you that weren't like what he had for April. He loved April like a sister, they were close. You, however, he felt for on a different level. You had slowly over the course of your friendship become his second reason to come back from a mission. His brothers and father were his first, then you, of course.

Raph bit his lip in thought as you carefully put everything back in the first aid kit. He was internally kicking himself for not just making a move, but he knew it couldn't work.

"Can I ask ya somethin?" Raph asked, placing his hands on his thighs.

"Anything." You replied.

Shit, shoulda just walked away. Raph internally scolded himself.

"I uh-" he cleared his throat, "-have you ever..loved someone?"

Way to go, Raph. He smacked himself in his mind.

"I have, actually." You stated, turning to face him. "But it's one sided." Your face slightly fell.

"Oh...They're an idiot then cause any one would be lucky to have ya." He replied, his mouth going dry.

Your eyebrow raised and Raph slowly swallowed. He looked nervous, you were suspicious.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah! Yeah I mean your-your smart and ya kick ass, and you even make them cute little dinosaur pancakes for us at breakfast."

Smooth, Raphael, smooth. He thought.

You slowly blinked. Raph being nervous, he looked like he was about to fall over, his hands were twitching and his eyes looking everywhere but you, it was odd.

"Spill. What's wrong?" You demanded. "The truth."

Raph gave a deep sigh and looked down at his lap. He looked almost ashamed. "I uh, I ain't real sure on how to tell ya this but uh, I-" he bit his lip, "-well.."

"Raph," you gently said, putting your hand on his shoulder, "it's okay."

He looked into your eyes for a moment. He couldn't help himself. Something just took over and he wrapped his arms around you and kissed you. You were surprised but melted into his hold after registering what was going on. Raph was kissing you, you.

Raph pulled away and cleared his throat. "So yeah.."

You laughed and shook your head. "All that beating around the bush and you could've done that this entire time!"

If his face could go red, it would be red. "Hey! I'm a gentleman!"

You smiled and shook your head, playing with his bandana straps. "I like you too, you big oaf."

"Good, cause now I can kiss ya whenever." He mumbled, grinning back at you.

"Please do." You replied.

Raph captured your lips with his again, only to be interrupted by whistling. Raph pulled away and you looked behind him, locking eyes with Leo.

"First of all, finally. Second of all, Mikey's awake." Leo said, a light grin on his face.

"How long ya been there?" Raph asked, letting you go and standing up.

"Long enough." Leo replied, winking at you. "Great show, by the way."

"Shut up, Leo." Raph grumbled, walking over to him.

"C'mon now, Raph. Ya did great." His big brother teased, nudging his shoulder.

"I'll break your arm if you breathe a word about any of this to the others."

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bagopucks · 1 year

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N. Hischier - Soulmates ‘N All That

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Nico Hischier x Fem!reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Warning(s): None? The word ‘sex’ once?

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I thought you into my life, woah

Look at my mind, yeah

My feet are aching. I’ve been pacing the floor in my one room apartment for too long. I made this job happen. Photography. For a hockey team. What if I wasn’t any good? What if they decided I was horrible?

They looked at my portfolio, but those were mostly still shots. I had to take moving pictures of these players. I could do it. I had a million pictures of moving objects, but what if I just- what if my skill flew right out the window when it came time to work?

No better place or a time

Look how they align

The team was wonderful from day one. I grew close with Dougie Hamilton fairly quickly. I preferred to call him Dougie Ham. Or DH. He was often around to play jokes on me or ask questions about my camera. He helped the guys warm up to my constant presence.

My career so far has been nothing but amazing. I realized after a few months, that I may have worried myself too much and put too much pressure on myself. Getting photos was incredibly easy. Choosing the best ones was the hard part. And making sure I had equal content of the team. The Captain was alway slipping out of my shots and escaping rooms when I entered. I just assumed he was camera shy.

Universe must have my back

Practices were my favorites. The guys would occasionally stop for photos when I asked, and when they had water breaks. After most, when they were dismissed, I would step onto the ice and snatch a few for some closeup action shots. Still never Nico. It frustrated me.

I did manage a good picture of him once.. the photo that started it all.

Fell from the sky into my lap

I sat patiently on the bench while coaches shouted and instructed the guys around the ice. They were trying new drills, and new line combinations. Everything was going swimmingly, until I heard one of the coaches pipe up.

“Jesper! Get Hischier off the ice.” There was amusement in his tone, and I turned my camera down to the opposite end of the ice to see Lindy holding a skate blade while Jesper helped get Nico over to the bench. I giggled and took a few photos.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t find Nico attractive, but I never got close enough to his face to know if he was as pretty as the internet said.

“Good job, bud.” Jesper taunted, reaching over the bench door to unlock and open it. He let Nico off the ice first, and the captain gently pushed him for the teasing.

Jesper stumbled on the ice as his skates slipped out from beneath him. I laughed softly and took a few photos as he grabbed the bench wall to steady himself.

“Damnit, Nico.” He snapped, though it was heartfelt frustration. Jesper stepped up onto the bench and gave his captain a bit harsher of a shove. Usually nothing to bat an eye at, but Nico didn’t have a skate blade on one foot, and I was directly behind him.

He tried to catch his weight on his messed up skate, and before I knew it, I was pulling my camera off my neck and raising my arms to keep it out of his collision course. Instead he landed on my thighs.

“Oh shit- oh dude.” Jesper was scrambling for an apology as mine and Nico’s faces went red. I had no words.. but everything was awkward now. Fix it.

I slowly lowered my camera, my heart fluttering as Nico let out an anxious giggle and forced a thick accented, ‘sorry’ from his lips. I shrugged, pointed the camera at his face, and snapped a few photos.

“If you’d stop running from me, people wouldn’t have to shove you in my direction.” I hinted passively. His cheeks turned as red as his jersey.

“Get up, you’re crushing me.”

And I know you know that you're my soulmate and all that

Nico and I began going on dates after that. By the third week we called it official. During the off season he took me to Switzerland to meet his family. During the holidays we celebrated, sometimes together, sometimes with his team. I was there for any award ceremony or charity event. Even the ones I didn’t have to attend.

We got an apartment together after the first year. The second year we started considering what a future might look like.

“Nico, it’s just a storm. The balcony won’t blow off.” I tried to pry my lover from the window of our apartment, my arms wrapped around his back while he stood there with his hands on his hips. He wasn’t afraid of storms, it was the aftermath that made him nervous. His hometown always experienced floods and landslides after heavy rainfalls like the one New Jersey was experiencing now. He must have never grown out of that fear that something may happen.

“Just a little while longer.. just let me look a little longer,” Nico whispered as I shook my head from behind him. He’d torture his mind all night by that window if I kept giving in to him saying his version of ‘five more minutes.’

“Come have a snack with me.” I pressed a kiss to Nico’s back. “My mom left fudge in the fridge before she left.” I pulled away, my hands sliding from his stomach to his hips before I turned to walk away.

I just entered the threshold of the kitchen when I heard Nico’s heavy steps following behind me. “Fudge?”

I giggled, shaking my head. I opened the fridge and pulled the small Tupperware container out, kicking the door shut before I hopped up onto the counter. I watched Nico approach with curious eyes, brow raised as he reached out to pull the lid off the container. Always in a rush to get to the sweets.

I smacked his hand away, holding the container out of reach. “You can have some, but you have to promise me no more looking out the window.” Nico’s lips pursed as his head tilted to the side, silently and sarcastically asking me if I was serious.

“You haven’t relaxed all night, baby. It’s a storm. Not a hurricane.”

“Fine. I’ll shut the blinds before we go to bed.”

“Absolutely not. You’ll go to bed, and I’ll shut the blinds.” I held my free hand out to him. “Shake on it.” I insisted. Nico’s eyes flickered between my own and my hand before he let out a dramatic sigh, smiling and shaking my hand.

“verlass mich nie,” he whispered as he leaned his side against the counter, his smile widening when I handed him a piece of fudge. Never leave me.

“I don’t know what you said,” I whispered, matching his dreamy tone with a sarcastic one in my own voice.

My whole life got me ready for you, ooh

Nico proposed to me a month later, and we prepped for our wedding for a year. We were coming up on five months from the set date. I showed my ring off to everybody. He showed the video off to his team.

“Do you have a house yet?” My mother asked me as we sifted through dresses at a bridal shop.

“No. Nico and I plan to spend one more year in our apartment after we’re married.” My mother looked perplexed, and I could understand why. We’d have all of this new stuff from gifts people gave us, and no place to put it all.

“Why?”

“Because the team is really good this year. Nico doesn’t want me moving into some new house all alone if he’s in the playoffs.” I completely agreed with Nico. When we got a house, I wanted to move in with him. We hadn’t necessarily agreed to a year, but that was the longest we were willing to wait before buying a home, so it’s what we told everybody.

“What about this one?” My mom pulled a dress out. My heart was set on it the second I tried it on.

Got me happy, happy

I'ma be happy, happy, yeah

“Nico.. I love you. I have every second of every day, since the day you fell into me,” I whispered my vows over and over under my breath as I looked in the mirror. The wedding didn’t have to be perfect. Everything could be on fire and complete chaos around me. As long as my vows were spotless, I would be content.

The week before the wedding, Nico had kicked me out of our apartment for a few hours, telling me to go shopping or ask one of the wags out for dinner. He wouldn’t tell me why at first, but after much questioning, he informed me that he had to record his vows. Not everybody in his family spoke English, so he told me he had to record it in the language they would understand. I reasoned that I wouldn’t know a word he spoke anyway, but he insisted that if I still heard his vows, it wouldn’t feel right when he spoke them again at the altar.

This was the same guy who always tried to sneak a peek at my notebook full of ideas for my own vows. I had to make him promise not to look at the notebook two days into his mischief.

“I hope he’s going to be happy with them.” I picked up the skirt of my dress to walk across the room I got ready in, staring myself down in the full length mirror.

“Sweetie..” my best friend smiled. “He’s never disliked a single thing you’ve ever done.”

Won't get no crying from me, yeah

Gonna be happy, happy

I walked down the isle, my hands shaking and my eyes already tearing up at the sight of my fiancé. I had no regrets. I will never have regrets when it comes to Nico. This was the man I wanted to spend my life with.

“…And I understand, you’ve prepared your own vows?” The priest questioned, looking between us. I nodded, my eyes searching Nico’s face as a silent question. Who was going first.

“You.. you go.” I could tell he was nervous as he spoke, but I’d argue I was more worried than he was. He encouraged me with a smile.

“Okay..” I breathed out a sigh. I loved him. Every word would roll off my tongue the way it was supposed to whether it happened like I rehearsed or not.

“Nico… I love you. I have every second of every day, since the day you fell into me. In the next few minutes, a new commitment is going to be made. I’ve made many in my life, and you’ve made your own. I’ve been known to abandon my commitments. There are some things I simply can’t stick with. But every commitment I’ve ever made with you, I have seen through. You have stood by me through my hardest days and my coldest nights. Fights I’ve instigated, and tears I’ve cried. We have shared our everything. Clothes, songs, foods and movies. A home. Now we share our lives. Our entire beings, with one another. You are the foundation I stand on, and the anchor that holds me to the ground when I fear I might fly away. I hope I have been the same for you. And I hope I can keep being the same.. for the rest of eternity.” Tears stung my eyes. I could see Nico fighting to keep his own from going glassy. “Ich liebe dich.”

Surprise flashed in Nico’s eyes. I hadn’t told him I was practicing any German for this. And despite it being a short sentence, it was one I knew he wished I would reply to in his first language at least once.

“Sir?” The priest interrupted our silence. Nico nodded, pulling his hands away from my own to grab a few notecards from his back pocket.

“I hope you don’t mind I wrote them down? I was.. I was afraid I might forget a word.” Nico searched for a sign of disapproval in my features. His nervousness only made me giggle and shake my head.

“You’re fine.. I’ll still love you.. notecards or not.” It was his turn to chuckle, stepping a bit closer to me as I reached out to rest my hands on his forearms. Nico drew in a shaky breath, tears already forming in his eyes again. “Take your time, baby.” I whispered, my heart swelling. Nico was only an emotional man in front of certain people. But even on his wedding day, he couldn’t hold his usual facade.

“I used to avoid you.. when you came to work for the Devils. When I first saw you I thought you were.. just the prettiest girl I’d ever seen. You made me nervous.. your camera made me nervous.” Nico smiled, glancing up at me. “I used to think that if you took too many pictures you might see too many imperfections. Instead I stand here now, knowing that you’ve seen me at my worst and my best. When my hair has been too long,” this earns a few giggled laughs from our guests. “And when it’s been too short.” This time it’s Jack who laughs. The exact person who is to blame for Nico’s hair being ‘too short’ at one point. “You have always opened every door to me in a time of need. Especially the bathroom door when you’re doing your skincare stuff.” I laughed softly.

Taking my makeup off at the end of the day took enough time in and of itself, but then my skincare routine added to that amount. I usually left the door closed for a bit of privacy and space, but there was the occasional times when Nico would start knocking on the door begging to be let in because he had to go to the bathroom.

“But the doors I am most grateful for being opened, have been the ones in your mind, and your heart. You allowed me to love you.. and you trusted me with every piece of yourself. You’ve given me a chance to prove my worth, and to love something more than anything else I have. I would build castles for you, and tear down any wall in your way just to see you smile. We may grow old together, but we will never grow apart. I will love you until my heart no longer beats, and my body is six feet under. And after that, whatever may be in that distant afterlife, I will love you again, and again, and again.” Nico sniffled, by now I had tears running down my cheeks.

“du bist mein Seelenverwandter,” Nico finished with words I did not recognize, but he translated for me, without putting up his usual cheeky fight. “You are my soulmate.”

After the ‘I do’s’ were exchanged, and rings were put on fingers, Nico and I shared our first kiss as a married couple. Neither of us could rightfully express the feelings in our hearts, but we knew we’d simply squeeze the life out of one another if we hugged. It was that ‘it’s so fluffy I’m gonna die’ kind of feeling. A soulful, vast, and intense kind of love.

Imma be happy, happy

“Lord, Nic.” I giggled as we sat at a table near the front of the reception hall. We were the center of attention, but it didn’t feel like it. My bridal party and his groomsmen were off doing their own thing, and the rest of our friends and families were all conversing over food. Which was what Nico and I had been doing, until he got up to grab a plate full of my mother’s fudge.

“If you get sick tonight, we can’t have sex.” I informed him, reaching out to gently squeeze his leg. “Slow down.” Nico gave me a cautious look before resting his hand atop my own. His fingers found my engagement ring and my wedding band.

“When you said, ‘I love you’ today…” Nico’s brow furrowed in thought.

“I learned it for you. I wanted to do more, but my schedule was too busy for classes.” I smiled at him, his eyes finding my own.

“I’m content if ‘I love you’ is all you ever know.” Nico flashed me a bright smile. “Now please eat this fudge with me.. I did get too much, and I really don’t want it to go to waste.”

I laughed and shook my head at him. “Nic, I’m in a white dress. Go give it to Jack and the kids.” I nodded toward the middle Hughes brother, seated at a table full of kids and entertaining them with paper footballs.

“I won’t be gone long,” Nico promised, quickly standing up and grabbing the small dish. He pressed a kiss to my head before going to sugar up the children.

Imma be happy, happy

I leaned back in my seat, smiling as I observed the jovial atmosphere around myself. I looked back down at my ring, shaking my head in disbelief. Committing to Nico was single-handedly the best decision I’ve ever made. I will never make a better one.

✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩

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houpss · 3 months

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Hey, can I ask you to write about those little moments between Chan and Lily? maybe their daily life?

I love your work so much, it literally makes me shine and realize that Lily makes people happy 😭☺️

🧊–Peiring:Bang Chan x Hwang Lily ¡!✥

This will be more like a headcanon, simply because I love headcanons and some of my own ideas.I'm also preparing their message, which you will see soon.

🧊–return to masterlist ¡! ✥

There are references to sex! Not recommended for reading by persons under a certain age

Chan, who takes care of Lily even if he is far away from her. Evening calls, where they talk for so long and talk about their day, small reminder messages, Lily’s mentions in the bubble about the chan and vice versa.

I think she'll sit on his lap while he works on music. Lily's back is pressed against Chan's strong chest, his big hot hand is on her waist, and the other is typing on the laptop. Chan is much calmer and more pleasant to work when his loved one is next to him.

Lily puts him to bed when he has insomnia. She literally asks the manager at night to take her to the second dorm, because when Chan has insomnia, he becomes so soft and talkative :(((

Chan always checks Lily's bag for documents, water, snacks and pads. If she didn’t take any of this, then he will definitely replenish the supplies, and take the documents and carry them himself. Lily's period is not a common topic, but you always need to prepare.

Chan definitely writes songs about Lily! for example Silent Cry or Connected...

Weekend together and with the boys! the guys are having fun somewhere in front, and Chan and Lily walk behind them, holding hands and watching the guys. Sometimes Lily also fools around and Chan likes it so much

There is a song about Chan in Lily's solo album 😉

Lily really helped Chan fall in love with himself, because she loves him so much! she made him believe that he was loved, wonderful, handsome and that everyone needed him so much.

They fly together to Australia to visit Chan's family! ohhh how they love Lily 🥹 Hannah and Lily text a lot, Lily is so interested in this girl. Chan's parents are so kind to Lily and so respectful of Son's choice. Lily keeps in touch with Chan's mom through messengers! Berry is so cute around them.

Lily once invited Chan to have a wedding in Sydney and BOY WAS SO CONFUSED...after all, they had never thought or talked about the possibility of getting married, it was too early for that)

I think that Lily may well be running and jumping in the corridors of the company, and Chan runs after her and tries to calm her down, but he also laughs out loud because of Lily's antics

Stay ship them so much and do so many edits, works and other things with them, but they don’t even imagine that this is all reality :)))

Neither Chan nor Lily like that the company uses them as a method of promotion, and Lily quarrels a lot with the directors.

About Lily...she threatened the director of the company to allow them to continue "Chan's room". Lily took this with a huge risk, but she knew how Chan and Stay liked “Chan’s room” and Lily achieved her goal! The director is wary of Lily on some occasions.

Chan scolded her then, but was so grateful to her.

And the members tease them so much about relationships! and often parody them, most of all Hyunjin and Minho do this.

Chan knows what to do when Lily has severe anxiety attacks. He wraps her in a soft hug, strokes her hands and tells her different stories, it helps her so much to distract herself. He calls her very gently and helps her not to think or feel.

About Lily's Family...oh, first of all, her father hates her because she's an idol and doesn't talk to him anymore. Secondly, he doesn't know that Lily is in a Relationship with Chan. Lily's mother secretly supports her daughter and even attended the Stray kids concert in Seoul in 2023. Lily cried so much then :(((Chan knows Lily’s mother! and she blessed their relationship, which is very important.

HE LOVES HER BOOBS, JUST ACCEPT IT.

About sex

Chan is quite soft, but he is clearly a dom! but there were literally several times when Lily took that leading position

I think he likes soft sex in the morning, filled with praise and vanilla talk.

Soft sex after a hard day and hard, teasing sex when Chan wants Lily to beg and whine

As for oral fixation, they have it equally. They both love it and give it to each other whenever they want.

Lily can also dominate when she just wants to.

He teases Lily even outside the house.

Their favorite position: Lily lying on her back on the mattress (their favorite place is the bed), Lily's legs wrapped around the vat's hips as he thrusts into her.

Sometimes! possible games with vibrators or hyperstimulation.

perhaps (!) he will forbid her to cum, he is so pleased when she begs and whines.

I think Chan is very loud in bed and Lily has soft moans but whines a lot when she gets too horny.

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crazyforteyam · 1 year

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Metkayina Tales (part two) -

Burning Flames

Neteyam x f!Metkayina reader summary : the bond between you and Neteyam grows stronger, as unexpected things happen. wc : 5.3 k warnings : mentions of death and blood notes : all characters are aged up (18+). I put some gif to help you visualize the story series masterlist

The bond between you and Neteyam grows stronger. You both spend a lot of time together, talking for hours, swimming in the sea, and laughing together at some jokes. Now you know a bit more about his family and especially his personality. You encourage Neteyam to be more open, as you noticed that most of the time he hides all his burdens inside, and it’s not good for his mental health.

Ronal gave you a break from Tsahik training, so you have plenty of free time now. Tsireya and Ao’nung often asked you to accompany them while they trained the Sullys.

Since you are also a skilled warrior, so you trained both Sully's sons to fight with Metkayina's spear. You, Tsireya, and Ao’nung came to them, bringing the spears. You make a sign on a palm tree for the target, the main target is a dot in the center of a circle.

“Okay, everyone. Today we will learn about becoming a Metkayina warrior. We use spears in battle. First, I will demonstrate, then you all follow it,” You grip the spear firmly, and begin to run and jump while throwing the spear at the targeted tree in the blink of an eye. As usual, you never miss the target. Everyone clapped their hands in awe.

“Geez, she so fast!” Lo’ak shook his head in disbelief, and Neteyam is all smiles.

“She’s my sister, what do you expect?” Ao’nung told him proudly.

You blushed, and Neteyam notices that you look cute when you are shy.

“Guys, don't flatter me. It’s my father who teaches me. Now let’s begin on how to grip the spear.” You responded. Ao’nung divided the spear into Sully's son, and they grip it.

“No, no. It’s too low,” You corrected Lo’ak, who held the spear in the wrong way. He then changed his hand position. "Yes. Hold on to that position,”

Your eyes then shifted to Neteyam, as you take a look into his hand. He already grips the spear in the right position. You nodded to his hand, but then you realize his shoulder is too tense. You walk behind him and you touch his shoulder gently.

“Hey, don’t be so tense. You must be relaxed, otherwise, you’re not gonna make it,”

Realizing your touch, Neteyam's heart began to beat fastly. Surely his eyes never leave you, and now you’re in front of him. He held his breath when you took a step closer to him, observing his posture. Finally, you step back and nod.

“Okay, now before you throw the spear, you must prepare your footing. Eyes looking a the aim, no hesitation.” You gave an example with your foot, and both of Sully’s sons copied your posture. You nodded.

“Then you run, but only a few steps. Pull your throwing arm back with your hand a bit higher than your shoulder's height. Then, you throw the spear. It must move from behind your head to the release point in a straight line. Now, let's do it,”

Lo’ak and Neteyam tried to follow your instructions, and they threw the spear. Sadly, it’s all miss, barely touching the circle. Neteyam sighed and Ao’nung laughed mockingly while Lo’ak looked at him angrily. You saw it and said, “Ao’nung, don’t mock them. They are learning,” Then Ao’nung shrugs innocently, making you roll your eyes.

Tsireya stepped to your side and suggested, “Why don’t we work in pairs? Maybe Lo’ak and Neteyam will understand more,”

“It’s a good idea. Tsireya, you teach Lo’ak, and I’m with Neteyam.”

Tsireya stood beside Lo’ak as she repeat the instructions, while you stand in front of Neteyam. You were about to say something, but the sun shone on his dark blue skin, and his sweat glided on his chest and arms, making his complexion glow. He lowered his head to look at you, his braids swinging.

You gulped, just realizing how gorgeous he is. Your eyes find the stripes pattern on his face, mainly on his forehead and cheek, these features make him look like a painting. You blinked and noticed that you stared at him for a bit too long. But he seems to enjoy it though, his gold eyes never leave yours.

“Okay Neteyam, let’s try again,” you ordered him. He nodded, gripping the spear again. His foot take the position, but again his shoulder was too tense. You put your hand on his shoulder. “Relax, Neteyam,”

Your fingers then linger from his shoulder to his chest and feel his heartbeat. You furrowed your eyebrow in confusion, his heart beats rapidly like about to explode.

“You must slow down your heartbeat,”

“I’m sorry, I’m nervous,” Neteyam replied with a small giggle.

“Why are you nervous?” You asked innocently.

It’s because of you, damn, Neteyam talking to himself. But he was too shy, to tell the truth, so he make up another answer, “It’s my first time learning about the spear. I always use my bow before. So it's a new thing to me,”

You gave him a reassuring look and said, “It’s okay. You must trust your feeling, Neteyam. But your feeling must be with no hesitation, like your grip on the spear,”

Your hands move to the spot on the spear where he grips it. Your hand grips the spear next to his, “Grip firmly like this. Understand?”

He nodded and tried to focus. Then you speak again about the foot and arm positions. He did all the things you taught him, and finally, he reached the circle, even though not hitting the dot in the middle. You grinned happily. “See, you can do it!”

“Yes,” he grinned too, “But I don't hit the dot,”

“It’s all right. Now let’s try again!” you pushed him, and he threw the spear again. Now he hit precisely on the dot, much better than before. You clapped your hands. “Perfect! You’re a fast-learner, Neteyam!”

He blushed upon hearing your compliment. “Thank you. I think it’s because you who teach me,” he winked then, and you laughed at his attempt to flirt.

“Smooth bro, smooth,” turns out Lo’ak heard that too and he smirks as he teases Neteyam.

“Focus on your lessons, baby bro,” Neteyam shushed him.

“Oh, I am really focused,” Lo’ak answered with a sarcastic tune. “At least my heartbeat is beating normally,”

“Lo’ak!” Neteyam shoved his brother on the sand. They both laughed, you and Tsireya too. Ao’nung shook his head in disbelief, but he smiles. Lo’ak and Neteyam tickled each other and they look like a teenager. Finally, they stood up again and Neteyam said, “All right, enough of the jokes. Let’s practice again, shall we?” He looked at you, and you nodded.

Suddenly, a man approached you. It’s Ihaka’s father. Ihaka is the baby you helped to cure weeks ago. He talked to you in a desperate voice, “Y/N, I’m sorry for bothering you. Ihaka is sick again and his condition is worse. Please, can you help him?”

“Of course,” You answered, and then turned to Sully’s son. “I'm sorry guys, it seems our lessons must end here. I have to cure Ihaka,”

“It’s okay,” Neteyam responded and he spoke again, “Can I come with you? Maybe I can help,”

You nodded, and then you said to Ihaka’s father, “I will gather all my equipment from my pod as fast as I can. Wait for me at your pod,” He bowed, then went back to his pod.

“Ao’nung, Lo’ak, can you call Tsahik and Olo’eyktan?” you instructed, “And Tsireya, go to the Ihaka first to reassure his family. Observe Ihaka’s conditions. I and Neteyam will go there in a glance after taking some equipment,”

They all nodded and parted.

You and Neteyam ran to your pod and gathered all the important equipment. Neteyam touched your tensed shoulders, “Hey, relax, Y/N. You can solve this,”

“Thank you, Neteyam. Actually, it’s me now who is nervous,”

He giggled, “You must trust your feelings then. Remember, no hesitation,”

You nodded and smiled at him.

You both enter Ihaka’s pod, as he is crying loudly, his suffering voice echoing throughout the pod. Tsireya is already there, her body bending over, covering Ihaka’s tiny body. She turned when hear our steps, and her face is horrified. “Sister, he is very weak. His breath is shuddering,”

“Okay, okay,” you take Ihaka from her hands, carrying his tiny body in your arms. Her parents were on the other side, their eyes seeking help.

Ihaka's breath is short, and he keeps coughing between his cry. Every time he cough, his skin became cold and clammy. You massage him to warm him up, but it seems not to work. You lie down Ihaka, gently lift his chin to open his airway and blow gently into his tiny mouth. His chest rose weakly.

A large stomp is heard as Tsahik and Olo’eyktan enter the pod, as they help you, observing Ihaka's chest. You keep giving breaths, again and again. But his chest isn't moving. Suddenly he was coughing hard, with blood outside his mouth, staining your fingers. His glances weakened, as his last breath slipped out his mouth.

"No, no," you began to panic, your fingers traced around his body, checking everything. But his heart isn't beating again. "This can't be happening!" Your eyes teared up in disbelief, this is the first time you failed to heal someone.

Your body fell limp, and you knelt down next to Ihaka. You began to sob. Ihaka's parents were horrified and his mom shouted in pain, causing your tears to fall harder.

"I'm sorry, I failed," it's all you can say.

Your parents try to comfort Ihaka's parents, as you feel a dark blue arm curled across your collarbone. Neteyam. He was sitting behind you, and he rubbed your shoulders gently, trying to calm you. He whispered some words, but you were too hollowed out by sadness.

Ihaka's funeral started a day after, as your parents led the ceremony. Tears couldn't stop falling down your cheeks, as both Tsireya and Ao'nung's arms are around you. Ihaka's body lay under the sea as you looked at your trembling hand. Is it truly the hand of the healer?

Ihaka's death traumatized you. After that day, you tried to look normal again, doing everything as usual. You find some peace in the loneliness, so most of the time you swim alone. Both of your siblings tried to cheer you up but still, you aren't truly rejoicing. Sometimes, your face looks sad and numb, and your dad catches that. So, he suggested you try meditating.

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It was daybreak when Neteyam walked slowly toward your pod. Morning lights barely touch the surface. He noticed that you weren’t anywhere to be seen lately. The thought of you always lingered on his mind, are you okay now? He rubbed his fingers as he arrived at your pod, but it was empty. He sighed, ready to walk back when suddenly a voice stopped him.

“You’re Sully’s eldest son, are you?” A shadow appeared, it was Tonowari, who came from the connecting part of the pods. His iridescent cape swings every time he moves. Seeing Olo’eyktan, Neteyam instantly brings his fingers to his forehead. Tonowari greets him back, and Neteyam answers his question.

“Yes, Sir. Pardon me, I was searching for Y/N,”

Tonowari's eyes narrowed, as his gaze fell on Neteyam’s figure, like scanning him head-to-toe. As Olo'ekytan, he always keeps an eye on his people, especially his family. So, he often found that you spend a lot of time with Neteyam lately. Maybe he can cheer you up? That idea slips into Tonowari’s mind as he speaks again.

“Y/N is still heartbroken,” Tonowari said, “I suggest her to try meditating, in a small bay near the Cove of the Ancestors. You can find her there,”

Neteyam nodded as he answered, “Thank you so much, Sir,” and left your pod. He called an ilu, and went to the Cove of the Ancestors. As usual, that place is astonishing. The morning sun shone brightly, and he raised his hand to shield his eyes.

His ilu kept swimming forward until he found a small bay, with your figures sitting cross-legged on the top of the rocks, hand resting on your lap, and eyes clenched shut. Your chest rises and falls with every breath you exhale.

An eclipse suddenly arose, highlighting the ivory freckles around your body, making your complexion sparkle, like pearls, causing Neteyam to stop as he admired your figure. He sighed. How do you always look so gorgeous all the time?

Although, now he noticed some differences in your features. Your hair is a bit messy, as some strands fell out on your forehead and your brows twitched, causing the tattoo on your forehead slightly folded. Even so, you still look majestic, just like Great Mother herself.

Your ears twitched as you hear the ripples of the water, and you open your eyes. Dark blue figures appeared, Neteyam. You realize that you haven't seen him in days. He looked slightly worried as he approached you slowly and asked.

“Hi, Y/N. Am I bothering you?”

“No,” you answered. Actually, you're quite pleased with his presence, and he sat beside you. A question slipped into your mind. “How did you find me?”

“Your Dad told me,” he answered.

Your dad? Your eyebrow furrowed. Why did he tell Neteyam? There is always a reason behind Olo’eyktan’s words, and he never told anybody about your meditation spot before. What is his aim to bring Neteyam here?

Neteyam spoke again, breaking the silence.

“How are you, Y/N? I haven’t seen you in a while, and I’m worried about you,”

“I’m fine,” you answered shortly and lowered your face, avoiding his eyes.

But he isn’t satisfied, as his gaze scans your face. He remembers everything about you, how your eyes light up when you’re excited, how your lips curled in a smile when you’re happy, or how your cheek blushes when you’re shy. It’s all painted in his mind. And now he knows very well, that you are not fine at all.

“Y/N,” he whispered softly, “Look at me,”

You lifted your face slowly and looked at him. The eclipse slowly disappeared, and Neteyam can see your face now under the sun. You look at him with misty eyes.

He asked again, “What do you feel right now, Y/N?”

You want to lie, but his amber gaze feels like a soothing breeze. On the contrary, your eyes began to tear up as you finally answered him. “I don’t know. Sad, angry, failed, disappointed? Everything. I tried meditating but it doesn't help much,”

Tears brimmed your eyes, and you wipe them as you stood up, turning your back on him.

“Just go,” you told him. You never looked so miserable in front of anybody before. “It’s my problem, not yours. I don’t want to burden you,”

Neteyam stood up, and he is now behind you. He steps forward.

“I remember somebody told me to not hide my feelings. She said, 'It's not good for me',”

Now he is in front of you. "And now, how can I leave her all alone?"

And that’s it. His words are like a key that opens all your emotions. Before you know it, you find yourself crying desperately in his warm embrace. His left hand caressed your back, while the other hand ran through your hair.

Although you've never been this close before to him, it feels like your body matches him perfectly. The height differences between both of you make your head rest on his chest, and his chin is on the top of your head. His musk scent filled up your nose. It was the first time you hugged each other.

This is so strange, the person to whom you can finally show your true colors is only him, the newcomer forest Na'vi. You've only known Neteyam for the past few weeks, but it seems an eternal flame has already been burning between you both. Many Metkayina men tried to court you before, but they never lit a fire in your heart.

But with Neteyam, it just feels so different. It feels so right to be in his arms, safe and sound.

You cry a river like you never cried before. “I failed to cure Ihaka. I’m not a healer,”

“Ssh,” Neteyam whispered, “It’s not your fault, Y/N. He is now with Eywa,”

You keep sobbing in his chest, when his fingers touched your chin, bringing your face to meet his gaze. He patted your head gently, then wiped out the tears from your cheek.

“Y/N. You’re not a failure. I saw everything you did to save him. You gave all the best you can do,” He smiled at you.

“Really?” You’re still gloomy, but your eyes are glued to his face.

“Yes. Listen to me, Y/N,” Now both of his hands cupped your cheek.

“I know that you’re hurt, but don’t let the past haunt you. You have to learn from it. And I believe you can do it, as you are the smartest, strongest, and bravest woman I’ve ever known,”

A smile slowly engraved on your lips. He can’t help but smiles too. Finally, he can see your smile again, after you've been so sad for the past few days. He knows that he would do everything to make you happy.

“How could you be so good with words? It's very different from that night when I saw you at the celebration,” Now your mood slowly boosts as you teased him.

Neteyam pinched your cheek in excitement, as he smiled sheepishly. “Well, after that night, Lo’ak spoke to me with a gripping tune and worried eyes. He said, ‘Hey bro, Dad will skin you soon if you still don’t know how to speak properly with girls’,”

You chuckled as you put your head again in his chest, your arms around his body.

“Thank you so much, Neteyam,” You pat his back.

His fingers are between your hair, and then he hugged you again, as his soft whisper met your ears.

“Don't worry, Y/N. I’m always here if you need anything,”

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“This is crazy,” You spoke as you stepped toward Neteyam's ikran, as he was already sitting on it. His hand stretched out to you, and you held him, and sat behind him. You were afraid, but you admire the beauty of his ikran, with the green and yellow stripes on its body. When your gaze still lingered on his wings, suddenly it flapped and began to fly. You shocked, as your hand hugged Neteyam’s waist quickly.

“You skxawng!” you shouted in his ears.

Neteyam grinned. “Okay, okay, sorry,”

He stabilizes his ikran, and now glides in a straight line. But you weren’t mad at him anymore, as you saw the whole Awa’atlu under you. Your mouth parted in awe, you never flying before, and the whole village looks so beautiful, with the sea in the outer line like guarding fence. You close your eyes and feel the soothing wind.

But then Neteyam’s braid tickled you. You tried to brush it off, but then his braid from the other side flew too, and covered your entire face.

"Neteyam," you called out to him, but he didn't seem to hear you, and his hair was still flying around crazily.

"Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan!" you called out to him again and he finally turned around, finding your pouted face.

"What is it, Y/N?"

“Get your damn hair, it's covered all my face,”

“Ow, sorry,” Neteyam tried to put all his hair to one side, but it didn't help much, it was like his hair has its own personality.

Seeing him struggle with his own hair makes you laugh. He looks so done with his own hair, and he lands his ikran. You still giggled, and he is confused.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked.

"It's you and your dramatic hair," you kept giggling, causing him to smile shyly. He feels warm when you laugh.

"Let's go collect some seashells! But we must take the pouch on my pod," you grab his hands and walk into the village. Tomorrow, your Tsahik training will begin again, and you want to spend all this day with Neteyam. He showed you his favorite thing to do, flying on his ikran. Now it's your turn, as you like to collect seashells on the sea.

When you both arrived at your pod, you laughed again when he told some jokes. Without your knowledge, your father peeked at the connecting part of the pod, as he smiled. Finally, he hears your laugh again. Then he went back to his pod.

You took the pouch on the table, and you were too excited as your hands accidentally nudged the sacred water, tsarki, inside its box. Luckily, Neteyam was fast enough to catch the box before it fell to the ground. Your eyes widened in shock, as you thanked him.

"Oh Eywa, thank you Neteyam,"

He put the box on the table again, as he realized that you were still stunned in shock. He approached you and touched your cheeks with his palm.

"Hey, relax Y/N. The tsarki is safe," and he caressed your cheek with his thumb. You sighed and nodded, then spoke.

"Tsarki is very important to me. I was born different from others, so my body is dependent on some sacred elements of the Metkayina tribe. Tsarki is the healing water for others, but for me, it's like the blood in my body, the essence of my life. If the tsarki runs out, it will cause a horrible effect on my body," you stopped, as you looked into Neteyam's eyes.

"You save me again, Neteyam. Thank you so much,"

Neteyam smiled at you, but then he asked something. "No worries, Y/N. But you said tsarki is only one of Metkayina's sacred elements. What are the rest?"

"There's one plant, Red Seaweed, which is located on the Deep Trench near Three Brother's Rocks. But it was too dangerous to swim there, as it required different techniques of swimming. Only The Olo'ekytan is capable to swim there,"

He nodded. "Okay. The important point is, you are now here, safe and sound," A smile curled on his lips. His eyes then lightened, and he took a thing from the pocket hanging in his waist. It's a shining white pearl, and he gave it to you.

"It's from Kiri. She also noticed that you were sad lately, and she found this, thinking that maybe you'll like it. You were the one who consoled her when she was sad, and she wanted to give you a present," he informed, as you took the pearl. It was beautiful, especially under the sunlight.

You remember a few days ago when you found Kiri sitting lonely at the beach, seems so lost. You sat beside her and comforted her. And now, you're smiling as you said to Neteyam. "Kiri is such a sweet girl. Tell her my gratitude, this pearl is gorgeous!"

"Okay. Hmm, are we still going to collect the seashells? Or do you want to stay here and take a rest?" Neteyam asked.

You shook your head. "No. I want to get seashells. The view is breathtaking there, and I want you to see it," you grinned and in a glance, you both left your pod, walking side by side happily.

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“How is the view?” you signed with your hands, asked Neteyam. Now, both of you are in the sea and the sight of bioluminescent marine plants and animals below you looks gorgeous, glowing in the darkness. You both wear the gill mantle that flows around like wings. You glided easily in the water, while he followed you behind.

"You're right. The view is breathtaking here," Neteyam moved his fingers, trying to reply to you. You smiled and swam closer to the group of seashells beneath you.

His gaze keeps glued to you, following your every moment. Your eyes sparkle like stars when you collect the seashells. It was at that moment that he realized something inside him. As time goes by, his feelings for you grew bigger, like burning flames in his heart. No, it’s not a silly crush or puppy love anymore. What he feels now is something deeper, more intimate.

And suddenly, there’s a movie inside his head, showing all his hidden wishes about you. He wants to spend every second with you, grow old with you. He wants to hug you on a cold night and give you morning kisses. He wants to hold your hand when you’re afraid or sad. He wants to touch you. Yes, he hugged you before, but he wants more. His desire for you will never fail.

Neteyam feels so lost, but in the right direction. You're the sun after a long winter, coming in blessing when he feels so tired due to all the pressure on his shoulder. You’re his safest place.

It’s like you bewitched him, and he doesn't have the strength to stay away from you anymore. All the wishes before turned into something stronger. Now, he doesn’t want you, he needs you. You are the source of his existence.

But a slight doubt crawled inside him. Do you feel the same way that he feels for you?

You turn around, realizing that he isn’t moving, instead just staying where he was. You make a sign with your hands. “Go down here, skxawng,” He swims towards you, as you show him how to collect the seashells. He picked up some and put it in the pouch. You smiled, although this is the first time he collected seashells, he was pretty good at it.

But then you smell something, and it comes from up above. You furrowed your eyebrows and signed to Neteyam, “Wait here. I want to check something on the surface,”, and he nodded.

You swam up, and the more you got closer to the top, the scent got stronger. When you reached the surface, you saw something horrible. You gasped in shock and your heart pounded. You swim back to Neteyam as fast as you can, as he notices the difference in your behavior. He signed, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Your hand signed in trembling motion. “I saw something horrible, and I must tell my parents. Let’s go, we better hurry,” You released your gill mantle, and he did the same, as you both swim to the ilu.

You were so tense as you didn’t realize that your leg hit something. It was a small horned fish, with a striking color. It looked angry, and unbeknownst to you, he stabbed your thigh with his horn. You feel a sudden pain rising up in your thigh, and your eyes widen in shock at the sight of the fish. It is one of the venomous fish, and the sea Na'vi always avoids them because they have deadly venom inside their horns.

Seeing blood dripping from your thigh, Neteyam got panicked as put his arms around you, carrying you back to his ilu. He sat on it and he lay your body on his lap.

“Neteyam,” you spoke to him with a trembling voice. “Please, take me to my parents,” and after saying that, you fainted in his arms. His eyes widened as fear filled up his body. No, he can't lose you. He ordered his ilu to swim quickly.

When he reached Awa’atlu, he carried your body and ran toward the Olo’eyktan pod. As a forest Na'vi, he can run fastly, and make a rapid movement between the Metkayina people, leaving them gasping in shock. He passed his family pod, and the Sullys looked at each other with confused looks. Lo’ak then followed Neteyam.

Tonowari was sharpening his spear while his eyes found Neteyam carrying you. He narrowed his eyes, the difference in skin color between you and Neteyam somehow seems to complement each other, like black and white. Ronal who was inside the pod stepped forward when she heard Neteyam’s step. But then their face filled with fear as they found the wound and blood inside your thigh.

Neteyam approached them in hurry, and he spoke.

“Y/N is stabbed by a venomous fish. Please, help her,”

Your father instantly grabs your body from Neteyam’s arm and lay you down inside the pod, and your mom washed your wound. She also put a healing paste on your thigh. Luckily the wound was not too big, and the bleeding slowly stopped. Tsahik massaged your thigh to make the venom out, and it came out in a tiny drop. Your life is saved, but you’re still unconscious.

Outside the pod, Neteyam walked back and forth, looking so restless. Lo’ak found him, along with Tsireya and Ao’nung. Lo’ak asked, “Bro, what happened?”

Neteyam looked at them as he bite his lower lip frantically. “It’s Y/N. A venomous fish stabbed her in her thigh,”

All of them were shocked, and Lo’ak hold Neteyam’s hands, trying to calm his brother. The Metkayina siblings stepped inside the pod, helping the Tsahik.

Finally, Olo’eyktan walked outside and approached both Sully's sons. He spoke, “Thank Eywa, Y/N is saved. Tsahik removed all the poison from her body successfully. She is still unconscious, but she will wake up soon,”

Neteyam sighed in relief and Lo’ak smiled. Then Tonowari stepped toward Neteyam, now standing face-to-face with him.

Tonowari spoke again, and there is a softness in his voice.

“Neteyam, you save my daughter’s life. If you’re late, the venom will spread in her entire body. My family and I are so grateful to you. And I want to give you a gift. Is there anything you want? I will grant your wish,”

Neteyam shook his head, and he smiled when he talked. “No, Sir, it’s my responsibility. As long as Y/N is safe then I don't need anything else,”

Tonowari patted Neteyam’s shoulders. “Well then, I still owe you a wish,” Olo’eyktan smiled at him. “Now you can visit her inside,” and he entered the pod again.

Lo’ak eyes widened in disbelief after Olo’eyktan disappeared. He whispered, “Bro, please tell me how to get his heart.”

“Lo’ak, this isn’t the right time,” Neteyam rolled his eyes.

“Think of it, bro. We will have the same father-in-law!”

Neteyam ignored his brother and entered the pod. You were still lying down there, with your family around you. There is a bandage wrapped on your thigh. Your mom held your hand and your father was on the opposite side. Neteyam sat beside Tsireya and Ao’nung as they sang a prayer to Eywa. They all waited in silence when finally, they found your eyes squinted and slowly opened.

You found your mother smiling at you as she muttered praises to Eywa. Your father caressed your cheek, and both of your siblings rejoiced in happiness as they approached you, with a figure following them behind. It’s Neteyam, easy to catch him, as his skin looks different. He looked grateful with a smile on his face.

Your eyes then looked at your parents again, as you remember the horrible sight you saw before at the sea. Tears began to form in your eyes.

“What is it, Y/N? Why are you crying?” Your father asked.

“Dad, Mom. I saw something horrible at the sea today,” you answered, with a sad voice.

“What did you see?” Now your mom is speaking.

You looked at her and cleared your throat. You close your eyes and took a deep breath, then you open your eyes, ready to tell her the bitter truth.

“It’s Roa and her calf. They were killed, and their body is still floating in the ocean,”

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notes : to be continued soon! :D

I really want too see Neteyam wearing the gill mantle :") so i wrote it instead. I'll be very happy if you leave a reaction, lmk what you think of my writings! :)

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Inspired by a post from another user, I've decided to update and add to my Sulemio headcanons to make them more "aggressively gay" as they put it, in light of it becoming obvious Bandai suppressed the depiction of Sulemio. I said in my earlier headcanons that I was undecided on when they first kissed because I was torn between "how the show presents their relationship at face value vs. how the show provides evidence that they're much closer in private and off screen." This is headcanons going all in on the latter.

Disclaimer: for my headcanons I see Suletta as trans and a lesbian, and Miorine as a lesbian. I have no issues with cis Suletta or bi readings of either girl. It's all up to interpretation after all. 🤷‍♀️

- Miorine starts sharing her bed with Suletta in episode 4. This continues throughout season 1.

- Miorine is definitely the sex crazed one, at least early on. While Suletta's thoughts about sharing a bed are mostly chaste early on, Miorine lets her thoughs run wild with ideas and she often has to take care of herself to calm down.

- At first, Suletta only vists the greenhouse when she knows Miorine is there, but eventually they start going and leaving together, until finally Suletta starts showing up to the greenhouse on her own.

- Suletta starts finding herself visibly aroused by Miorine, and struggles to hide it from her. Miorine's statement that it's normal for two women to be together starts taking root and Suletta realizes she's never felt this way towards anyone else, especially guys.

- Suletta stays overnight at Miorine's room 2-3 times a week, usually on weekends. Other students take notice and rumors start spreading that they're sleeping together and maybe Miorine is serious about Suletta.

- When Suletta brings up the rumors to Miorine, she tells Suletta not to take them seriously, but secretly she's happy that others think they're that close.

- Miorine often steals Suletta's Holder uniform before she wakes up in the morning. Some days she wraps herself in it, enjoys Suletta's scent and masturbates while Suletta is still sleeping. Suletta thinks Miorine is very attractive wearing the oversized uniform and doesn't mind her lingering scent on her uniform.

- One night Miorine joins Suletta in the Aerial's cockpit and sits directly on her lap. This provokes an immediate and unsurprising reaction from Suletta (and her body). Multiple alarms start going off inside the Aerial's cockpit shortly afterwards, completely distracting them both. Eri apologizes to the utterly embarrassed couple years later.

- After episode 8, they start holding hands while walking around campus together.

- Miorine gives Suletta a kiss on the cheek before the duel against Grassley House, "for good luck." (Chuchu gets one from Nika too.)

- Suletta starts spending more nights at Miorine's room. And the nights she doesn't are the ones Miorine stays late working at Earth House. Miorine starts wearing Suletta's uniform around the Earth House dorms in the morning.

- They're inseparable at this point and most everyone assumes they're for real. Some doubters remain, thinking they're trying to sell it as hard as possible.

- They start cuddling in bed together. Most nights Suletta holds Miorine close to her in a spooning position. Suletta often gently kisses the back of Miorine's shoulders and neck in this position.

- Some nights Suletta gets aroused and will gently hump Miorine's legs or back, hoping she won't be disturbed. If this wakes Miorine or Miorine is awake when Suletta starts, she'll touch herself in response. They both know, but neither acknowledges it.

- Their first "proper" kiss is after Suletta promises to stay by Miorine's side in episode 11. Suletta tells Miorine how much she loves her while giving her the keychains. Miorine promises Suletta they'll kiss more when they get back to school, and maybe do more than that.

- Suletta keeps her promise to message Miorine 3 times a day while they're separated. Mostly she sends updates on the greenhouse or their classes, but sometimes she sends ideas for their wedding and pictures of locations, dresses, rings, etc. When Miorine gets her phone back, she saves every single message and image Suletta sent her.

- After Miorine returns to Asticassia, she purposely avoids sharing her bed together with Suletta in the days before her birthday. She knows if they get any closer or sleep together her determination will break and she won't be able to go through with her plan.

- Even after the divorce, neither of them deletes the various messages, images and videos they'd sent each other in the months prior. It gave them a measure of strength to keep moving forward, and that small sliver of hope that maybe they'd find their way to be together again in a better world.

- Suletta would've gone to see Miorine regardless of the outcome of her duel with Guel. But the fact that he tried to stand between her and Miorine have Suletta extra motivation to defeat him decisively in one last duel.

- Suletta pulls Miorine into a hug and a long kiss after Mio takes her hand. They quickly move into Miorine's room to continue and have sex for the first time.

- Afterwards, Miorine holds Suletta tightly as Suletta breaks down and confides to Miorine that she fears dying in the Calibarn and they'll never get to be together like this again. Miorine comforts her and helps give her the confidence to continue moving forward once again.

- They make a promise to go to Earth together afterwards, and grow more tomatoes together. Though neither makes a formal proposal, they both understand that they want to spend the rest of their lives together, no matter what.

- After Quiet Zero, Miorine formally proposes to Suletta the first day she regains consciousness. Still full of grief over what she did to Suletta on her birthday and after having almost lost her for good, she makes sure Suletta knows right away she loves and cares for her more than anything, duels or Holder title be damned, and she wants to soend her whole life with Suletta for love, not any obligation. Suletta accepts, and even through the pain says it's the happiest she's ever been in her life. Miorine proposes with her mother's ring.

- Yes, Suletta's nails were trimmed, and yes, Miorine is very much enjoying her wife's improving dexterity, thank you very much. Eri has learned to stop accessing electronics in their room during certain times of the night and morning.

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and-claudia · 1 year

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His Heir pt. 32 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

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Warnings: SMUT!!!!!!!!! mentions of negative body image

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“But would you like to be?”

His words echoed inside my head as I tried to decipher what he meant. Was he asking me to marry him? I didn’t want to jump to conclusions and get my hopes up. We still hadn’t actually defined what we were to one another. So, in my eyes, going from ‘no real label but basically in a relationship that no one actually knows the true nature of’ to engaged just didn’t seem possible. Right?

I convinced myself it was crazy for that to be what he really meant. I mean sure we were practically together but Maul had never explicitly said we were, so we weren’t. Right? That is how this is supposed to work.

I was working myself up. Maul’s voice is what finally snapped me out of my downward spiral.

“Yn, can you hear me? Are you alright?” He asked, hand resting on my shoulder as he hunched over slightly to look me in the eyes.

I stared at him blankly, trying to get my thoughts to quiet down.

“My love you are worrying me. Can you just nod so I know you’re hearing me?” He asked gently.

I nodded.

“Good. I was saying that I know it’s sudden. I know we haven't officially been in a public relationship, but there is something between us that’s clearly much more than close friends, having and raising a child together. I love you, Yn. I know I am not the best at expressing the way I feel at times, but I need you to know that there should never be a doubt that I love you because I do, I have and I always will. I want to make you mine. If you’ll let me…. I don't need an answer now. You can take some time to think it over.”

The last time he had said those two sentences to me was back when he first asked me to carry his heir for him. And just like when he said them then, I knew I didn’t need time to think anything over. I loved him.

I began to shake my head, tears welling up in my eyes.

“I don’t need to think anything over.” I stopped shaking my head and began nodding, “I love you too, Maul. Always have, always will.” I repeated his words, “Plus I think Yn Opress has a pretty nice ring to it, don’t you think?” I joked.

He nodded, “I think does, definitely more so than Kryze.” He said, making me smile.

A weight that I didn’t even know was sitting on my chest was lifted off of it. I was finally getting rid of the thing that tied me to them. I felt like I was finally freed from them.

Maul grabbed my hand and gave it a quick squeeze before bringing it up to his lips and pressing a kiss to my knuckles. Then he stood up.

“I’ll be right back, my love.” He said gently.

I watched as he walked into the bedroom as I leaned back into the couch, slouching a bit and letting my belly stick out more than it already does. I put my hands on the sides of it so I could feel him move as I spoke to him.

“Did you hear that, big guy? We’re getting married.” I said.

I felt him kick and smiled, “I know, it’s exciting, isn’t it?”

“Who are you talking to?” Maul’s voice made me jump, I hadn’t expected him to be that quick.

“I was talking to our son.” I said, pushing myself to sit back up.

“Well I would hate to interrupt but I have something for you.” He said with a smirk.

“We’ll talk later, ik'aad (baby).” I said.

I didn’t speak in Mando’s often, but lately, I have taken to the nickname for the baby. I pushed myself to sit up as Maul walked over. He had his hands collapsed behind his back clearly hiding whatever it was that he had for me.

“Close your eyes and hold out your hand.” He instructed.

I did as he asked and waited. He placed a small object in my hand. I could tell it was a piece of jewelry, the metal cool against my skin. I would have assumed it was a ring given the current circumstances, but it felt like there was a chain attached to it.

“Okay, open.”

I did and saw the most beautiful ring attached to a silver chain in the palm of my hand. Upon seeing the clear gem with the blank bands throughout it I had a hunch as to what it was. I was pretty sure it was Haxonzite, a crystal native to only the planet Dathomir.

“Maul… it’s stunning. The stone is, Haxonzite, correct?” I asked, admiring the ring.

“It is… and it’s not actually silver. It’s beskar. I wanted it to have a bit of both of our homeworlds in it.”

I felt the tears prick at my eyes, “It’s perfect. I love it so much.”

“I am glad you like it. I went ahead and put it on a chain so we could wait until after he is born to get it sized correctly. I remembered you saying some of your rings haven’t fit lately.”

He was right, I had some swelling in my hands recently, but when I brought up my concerns to the medic droid but was assured that it wasn’t anything to worry about but to keep an eye on it.

“Thank you. Will you help me put it on?” I said holding it back out for him to take.

“Of course.” He took it from me and unclasped it.

Then he carefully reached around me and then brought the chain up and around my neck before clasping it. It hung just above my beast, which meant I could wear it with most of my dresses and blouses to work and tuck it in so no one would see it.

I reached up and picked it up, tilting my head down to admire it one last time. It didn’t feel real. Truly, it was unimaginable to me that not only was I having a baby with the man I loved, but we were now engaged. I turned around to face him and immediately leaned over to kiss him. He immediately responded, kissing me back and bringing his hand up to cup my cheek. I shuffled a bit in my seat trying to turn to face him better. The task was easier said than done, I managed though all without breaking the kiss. Once I was facing him more, I brought my hands up to grab the hems of his open tunic and pulled him closer.

I could tell he got the hint that this wasn’t a single kiss to say “thank you, I love you” it was more of a segway into a whole experience that says “thank you, I love you, let me show you.’ His tongue grazed my bottom lip and before it even reached halfway across it, I was already parting my lips to let him in.

It’s like he was surrounding me in every way possible. I could taste him as his tongue explored my mouth like he hasn’t done so a hundred times before. I could smell the cologne he put on this morning. That mixing with the subtle, burnt, and smokey smell that always seemed to linger on him was absolutely intoxicating. The sound of his small grunts and groans were spurring me on, knowing that if this went further I would get the chance to hear even more from him. By now, My hands let go of the edges of his tunic in favor of pressing my hands against his broad, tattooed chest. I swear he had to of been sculpted by the Maker himself, he was so perfect. Although my eyes were closed, I could see him in all his perfection as well. But I wasn’t seeing him in this moment, kissing me. I saw him in the future, doing all things I wished we were already doing now. My brain felt fuzzy.

Maul pulling away is what ultimately made my eyes open. I was met with the sight of him smirking at me. I knew what that smirk meant and it was exciting.

“So that’s what you want me to do to you, hm?” He asked his voice low.

“Fuck me.”

“You’re getting straight to the point aren’t you, darling?” He teased.

“What can I say? I know what I want.”

He huffed, amused at my statement before bringing one hand to cup my cheek and the other to rest on my side, “How are your hips feeling today? They hurt at all?”

I was slightly confused but nonetheless, I answered his question, “No, they’ve actually felt fine.”

He nodded, clearly pleased by my answer, “Good, because I want to see you…” he paused as his hands moved from my face and side to my bump, “all of you.”

I gave him a look that read, “Seriously?”

“Don’t worry, dear, I’ll help you.” He said, dropping his hands and clasping them behind his back before he turned around and began to walk off to the bedroom.

I watched him walk away and just as he was crossing the threshold to the room, he paused. “My love, I cannot fuck you if you’re all the way over there.”

That got my feet moving. I walked into the room and glanced around to find him over by the refresher door, by the large mirror, already removing his tunic.

I leaned on the frame of the doorway and watched as he undressed. The way the muscles in his back flecked under black ink that adorned his skin had me subconsciously biting my lip as I stared.

“And you said I was straight to the point.” I teased, before pushing off the doorframe and walking over.

“Always with the attitude.” He teased me right back as he turned around and stepped forward to meet me. He leaned down to bring his lips to mine and gave me a long, slow kiss.

Quickly, our clothes were removed, and all the while kisses were being shared. Once we were both completely nude, Maul stopped and stepped behind me, giving me an unobstructed view of myself, wearing nothing but the thin chain holding the ring around my neck, in the mirror. His body was pressed right up against mine and I could feel his hard cock pressing against me.

“You feel that?” He pressed his hips forward slightly to ensure I knew exactly what he was talking about even though I didn’t need any clarification on it.

“You do this to me, darling. Every time I see you like this, it’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. You carry my son so well. Truly stunning.” He said between kissing my neck as his hands came around to rest on my bump.

I blushed at his words. It has been hard at times to look at myself and still feel beautiful with the changes that my body was going through, but Maul was there to constantly remind me how beautiful I was as I grew and carried our son. I turned around in his hold and kissed him. He gently pulled me a little closer, mindful not to squish the bump. Just like before he quickly took control of the kiss before he began to slowly walk backward, using his hands on my lower back to guide me along with him.

Once we got to the bed he broke the kiss to sit down a position himself on the bed. Once he was good, he reached out his hand to me.

“Come here, my love.”

I took it and allowed him to help me climb over him so my knees rested on either side of his thighs.

“Does that feel okay?” He asked, leaning forward to give me a quick kiss.

I nodded, “Yeah. I’m okay.”

“You tell me if anything begins to feel uncomfortable or if your hips or thighs begin to hurt. Okay?”

“I will.” I promised, punctuating it with a kiss.

“Good girl.” He mumbled against my lips as he pulled away just enough to mutter the words before he was kissing me again.

I felt something beginning to just barely trace light circles over my clit. It caused me to jump slightly as I wasn’t expecting it seeing as my hands were still on Maul’s shoulders and his were on my lower back. I knew he was using the force to do it. He laughed lightly against my lips at my reaction.

“Not fair.” I muttered back.

“I could stop.” he said, pulling away from my lips to move on to making a mark on my neck.

The sensation was gone and it almost had me whining from the loss of contact. “Don’t stop, please. Do it again. More please.” I begged.

The feeling returned this time with more pressure than before. I began to grind down slightly on his thighs. I desperately wanted his cock inside of me.

“So impatient.” Maul teased, pulling away entirely. “But, your wish is my command, though.” He gave me one last quick kiss before he laid back flat against the mattress.

I leaned forward slightly and put my hands on his chest to help lift myself up. Once he was lined up, I slowly began to ease myself down. I had to take it slow. The stretch felt different than when I’ve been laying down when we have sex. Now, I was working with gravity. It was trying to pull me down which made the stretch feel much bigger than it did before, not that I was complaining. I closed my eyes and let out a shaky breath, it always took me a minute or two to take him on the first try.

“Fuck.” I sighed sinking lower.

“You’re doing so good, love.” Maul praised me, causing my walls to clench slightly, earning a small groan from him.

Once I had sunk all the way down, taking him completely I stayed there for a moment.

“Are you okay?” Maul asked gently.

I nodded, “Huge.” I sighed, already high off of the feeling, brain foggy.

“But you take me so well.” He said, running his hands up and down my thighs.

The praise is what spurred me to start moving. I lifted myself up and then sunk back down, Maul met me on the way back down, thrusting his hips ups, pulling a moan of his name from my lips. I felt the pressure on clit return which sent my mind into complete overdrive. I was in absolute heaven. It felt amazing. I then realized, my legs weren’t getting even the slightest bit sore, it hit me, Maul wasn’t just using the force on my clit he was also using it to help ease the strain on my quads.

I sped up my pace and was reduced to an absolute mess of moans. Maul’s name left my lips in a repeated chant.

Maul’s PoV

The sight before me was on I wanted to commit to memory. Yn, my fiance, bouncing up and down on my cock, looking stunning. She was absolutely perfect in every way. Seeing her belly grow, knowing it was our son she was carrying, that it was I who had put that baby there struck a nerve deep within me. It ignited the primal, breeding nature inside of me.

Seeing her like this, knowing she was mine with that ring bouncing up and down on the chain in time with her riding my cock, was a sight I would never tire of. My hands gripped her thighs, surly the force of my fingertips would leave a few marks. Hearing her moan my name was about to send me over the edge. I felt her squeeze my cock and that was what did me in.

Reader’s PoV

Maul grabbed my hips and pulled me down hard onto him as he came deep inside me. The feeling of his warm cum painting my walls sent me into my own climax. I hunched over slightly as my walls clamped down on him and I came hard. Maul’s hand moved from my hips to my shoulders to help support me as my body went numb in ecstasy. My hands were gripping his shoulders, nails digging into his back.

Once we had both recovered enough, he carefully was helping off of him. I laid down beside him, on my side facing him. He turned to look at me and smiled.

“What?” I asked quietly. A hush had fallen over the room. It was a stark contrast to the sound of our moans and skin against skin that had filled the room and echoed off the walls just minutes ago. I didn’t want to disturb the quiet.

“You’re just so perfect, Yn. I can scarcely remember my life before you. I think my mind has forced out all that it could after you came along. You’ve always been nothing shy of perfect to me. I am overwhelmed at the idea that I will soon beagle to call you my wife, my queen.”

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mochiimadness · 2 years

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Hi! Can i request a headcannon for rottmnt where the guys find out their s/o is a huge fan of horror & mystery. Like for example buzzfeed unsolved and movies like the conjuring and/or it? Thank you!

Neon Leon

Leo’s a huge horror skeptic

“Psh, ghosts aren’t real! It’s probably just the wind.”

Which means for the most part, he isn’t afraid to watch horror movies or read scary stories

Which is great for you!

He won’t object to watching them

But

He also, well, a huge-

H u g e

Critic

“That isn’t even possible!”

“How did he catch up to them, he was walking!”

It can get to be a bit much

If you’re fine with that, cool!

Critique with him, you two will end up laughing at most of the movies and stories

(Mikey walks by and sees you two laughing at the scariest thing he’s seen and is convinced you two are possessed-)

If you’re not okay with that, just let him know!

He won’t take offense

Realizes his critiquing can take away from the horror atmosphere

He’ll tone it down and instead opt to laugh quietly at some scenes

Is absolutely down to lay down with you and scroll through some buzzfeed unsolved articles

“Maybe I’ll end up on there one day! I’ll be famous, baby! Just make sure they put the best photo of me.”

Leo no

He does get a bit freaked out with horror movies based on real events

Tries to laugh it off

“C’mon, it can’t actually be real.”

He’ll manage to keep up his unphased image at first

But the second the scary scenes come on, he’s clinging to you

Will try to play it off

“I just thought maybe you were scared- ahaha…ha…”

You’re not fooling anyone Leo.

Please give him a hug.

Don Tron

One word

✨Theories✨

He loves to theorize about the paranormal and such

Will share his theories with you

“BUT WHAT IF THERE WAS NO GHOST ALL ALONG??? WHAT IF IT WAS- A DREAM?!”

D o n n i e

He’s so excited to share his theories with you, especially since you listen

You two regularly have a horror movie/reading binge at least once a week

It’s one of y’all’s favorite thing to do

You’ll both curl up with some pillows and blankets

Snacks and drinks within arms reach

The highest quality screens he has

And ofc he has note pads by him

If you also love theorizing, he sets up a space in his lab for you two to record your theories

Y’all probably have a podcast or YouTube channel

And you both wear hoodies with horror puns and references on them.

He still gets scared and will knock over a bowl of popcorn or too-

But don’t worry, Shelldon helps y’all clean it up

Speaking of Shelldon-

He joins y’all every now and then

His fans whirs loudly when he gets scared but he’ll deny it.

Donnie sometimes grabs your hand when he gets really scared

Just hold his hand and tell him it’s alright- you’ll throw hands with any monster

“You can’t hit a ghost-“

“Watch me.”

Mystic Mike

Mikey likes watching horror movies every now and then

But can he handle horror???

N o

It’s okay, he’ll still try to be brave with you

“With my s/o with me, there’s no monster we can’t beat!”

Two seconds later he’s popped into his shell

Just pick him up and put him in your lap

Scratch his shell gently and he’ll pop back out after a moment

Mikey definitely clings to you during movies, and keeps a blanket wrapped around you both.

He does much better with reading horror

Loves to read buzzfeed unsolved with you

“Hey wait a minute- I’ve seen that guy!”

“W h a t?!”

He’s definitely seen one or two ‘missing’ people

Usually they’ve just been mutated

If you want, he’ll introduce you to them!

You two usually curl up on his bed and read horror stories together

He even gets a few scary scrolls and books from the Hidden City library for you two to enjoy

More often than not, they’re mainly illustrated- like a comic book.

Mystic horror books are on a whole different level

Sometimes the books come alive and try to eat y’all

Other times, they sort of work like a mystic 3D hologram-

Using magic to show the events of the story happening around you

You two get so invested that you both shriek when the monster suddenly appears in front of you both

10/10 for practically being in the stories yourself

Big Red

Oh sweet, sweet Raph…

He can’t handle anything horror to save his life

He’ll try to tough out watching a movie or two for you

But he always ends up shrieking and nearly breaking your tv- or his dads projector

(Okay, he has broken his dads projector repeatedly)

He thinks you’re the bravest person ever for enjoying horror

If you want him to watch a movie with you, you’ll usually have to coax him into it

Make the couch super comfy and cozy- with his favorite blankets and pillows

You’ll have to keep a light on- or get fairy lights

He’ll sit with you in his lap, with his arms around you

This way he can hold onto you when he gets scared

(Also so he can hide behind you)

He’ll be so happy if you get him some noise cancelling headphones

The movie will still scare him, but he’ll be able to handle it a bit better.

If you’re reading some buzzfeed unsolved or horror stories,

He’ll gladly sit next to you with a book of his own, or his phone

While he won’t read it with you, he’s more than glad to spend time with you

You both get to enjoy time together while doing what y’all like

He usually falls asleep with his head in your lap while you scroll through buzzfeed unsolved, or watch movies on your phone with your headphones in.

He may feel a bit guilty over not being able to enjoy horror with you

So he gets you a poster of your favorite movie

Or asks Splinter if he knows one of your favorite horror actors so he could get a signature for you

“I uh- know ya really love scary stuff, so I got ya a signature from that one actor you like!”

Sweet boi

He’s trying.

Thanks for requesting, I hope you liked it!!

This was pretty fun to write ^^

Reblogs appreciated :3

Updated and edited as of July 2023

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jadeddangel · 3 months

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The Owl House x Reader

General Headcannons for The Owl House x Reader

Older!Luz Noceda:

Her love language is physical touch and gift giving

She's a cuddle bug

If your sick or not feeling well she'll refuse to leave your side

The kind of girl to write poetry that doesn't make sense

But you can still tell that she does it cause she loves you

She's a horrible cook but don't tell her that

She buys or makes charms for your staffs

She kisses any kind of small wounds that you have

Luz let out a loud gasp "ay! Mi amor! Tu estas bien? Does it hurt?" Luz asked frantically as she held your hand looking at the literal smallest paper cut on your finger before digging in her pocket and pulling out a small bandaid and putting it over the cut and kissing over the band-aid " all better mi amor!"

"Uhm Luz? Why do you just have bandaids?" You asked confused. Luz straightened her lips into a line "uhm.. a good witch is always prepared?" Luz said questioningly

She buys you themed band-aids from the human realm

she tries to teach you Spanish

She's not the best teacher but you can see her effort

Older! Amity Blight:

Her love language is acts of service and words of affirmation

She's really big on arts and crafts

She likes to make you things

She likes to let your palismans play together

She likes to do things like make your laundry and things

Cause in some part of her mind she thinks it'll make you love her more

She's rather shy with PDA at first

She's a touch starved baby

Ghost and your palisman were cuddled up in a little window hammock that amity had made for them

"Hey amity? Do you think our palismans live eachother like we love eachother?" You asked curiously

Amity blushed a bit "oh quiet take your nap you were so adamant on it earlier" amity said defensively

It doesn't matter if you've been dating for years

She still gets flustered if you say anything too sweet

She shows her love with actions rather than words

So she often makes you food

She's an amazing cook btw

Eda The Owl Lady:

Her love language is quality time and gift giving

She likes giving you shiny things

Like rings, jewels, anything that shimmers or shines really

She doesn't particularly like her curse being around you

But after she makes her piece with it she's fine cuddling you

Whether that's in her harpy form or in her full form

She's starting to realize that it won't hurt you

Eda groaned holding her head. "Eda? Dear? Are you ok? Is the owl bothering you again?" You asked sweetly sitting up in edas nest. Eda sighed and nodded "its just getting worse and I don't know what to do it just.. it's like it wants to be with you? If that makes sense?" Eda tried to explain as you nodded along.

"Yknow, eda I don't really mind the owl.. it's rather sweet after you guys had that heart to heart, so how about you just let it put? And if anything goes wrong I'll have elixir on hand" you reassured the older woman

That night was one of the first of many that eda let the owl interact with you

Raine Whispers:

Their love language is the same as Eda's, quality time and gift giving

They can't really cook anything but eggs

They're so sweet

They really like to make little songs/ lullabies for you

but they're willing to learn anything you'd be willing to teach them

They're not really touch starved

But if you so much as lock your pinkys together they're melting in your arms

They loves you with their whole heart so when they're performing or teaching your the only thing on their mind

In all truth the thought of you probably helped with their stage fright

They gets flustered so easy

Raine was playing their fiddle for their class they were playing the song they had made for you.

Raine finished the song after a few moments before bowing and putting their fiddle away gently

They had a smile on their face at the thought of you in the next classroom over listening to them play... just for you

They always sat and ate lunch with you in their classroom

The Collector:

His love language is gift giving and acts of service

Game nights literally every damn night

He likes to hide your things all over your home

He always takes your petty arguments as a joke

He may not be the healthiest but he's definitely always there for you

He's a cuddle bug

Practically clinging to your side where ever you were

He isn't shy about pda in the slightest

The collector was clinging to your sleeve "nooo don't leave!" Collector whined trying to tug yoy back into the house

You sighed "baby please I'm begging you just let go of me I'll be back soon, I've got a class to teach" you bargained

The collector let go of you gently "fine.." he pouted

He's beyond clingy

It's a problem sometimes but you manage

Older!Hunter:

His love language is acts of service, quality time, and gift giving

He makes you little cravings of animals

Especially wolves

Definitely his favorite earthly animal

He's touch starved

Please give him hugs and kisses

Really likes to hold your hand

His hands are rough and calloused after the years of being a golden guard and then his hobby of carving palisman

He likes to visit earth with you for small dates every now and then

Hunter held your hand gently as he led you through a forest on earth, hunter had been planning this small, somewhat simple date over the past month

Hunter had set up some fairy lights and a picnic deep in the woods, he had been quiet and mysterious the whole walk but soon spoke softly. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill you or anything" hunter joked

You laughed a bit but paused as you saw the at area "oh hunter.. this is beautiful "

Hunter smiled and helped you sit down "yea.. just like you" he said sweetly

He was sweet and romantic like this alot of the time

He's corny but it's relieving to know that he really cares for you

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ivanzplaid · 2 years

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Can you write some head canons for the grabber, thomas hewitt, mark hoffman and lawrence gordon with a gn!reader who is sick?

of course!! this is adorable & i love the choice of people you chose, makes me so happy🫶🫶 lawrence gordon obsession is fueled, love that man so much

may be surprising but i havent seen ttcsm because i cant keep my attention watching it, so thomas isnt in this one, but there is a bonus slsher at the end to make up for jt💔💔

Slashers x Sick Gn Reader!

requests r open! masterlist is up :)

Warnings: Pushing Boundaries ( Grabber ), Most Loving Slasher Bfs🧎‍♂️

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The Grabber

have mercy on you bro omfg

he is overbearing, spending most, if not all of his free time putting his care towards you

he cannot cook to save his life, so expect a lot of store bought soups/foods that you can keep down

he is touchy even when youre sick, maybe taking advantage of it to push your boundaries, using your sickness as an excuse

hes a weirdo, of course hed do that, but in his defense, you need him to support you

he will comfort you, read to you, have a nice conversation, this is his heaven

he thinks you should got sick more often if this is how it is

given on how long youve been there, he will take you upstairs ( max is not housed in al's home )

he will pull blankets over you, sit you infront of the tv and put on a scary movie while he makes popcorn

does not care if you like them or not, he wants to see you scared so youll curl up into him

rubs/holds your hair alot, a soother for him

overall 5.5/10 for this, maybe 6/10

"Why are you holding me so tightly? Aren't you afraid you'll get sick?"

"As long as I'm sick with you, dove."

Lawrence Gordon

hes a literal doctor

you are in the greatest of hands of everybody here

he knows what hes doing, but since its you he is going to be a little extra cautious

he will welcome physical affection more, more than he already does, holding you gently, putting your head on his shoulder while you doze off

he is a great cook, he wants you to ask him to make you something because he loves to treat you with a nice homecooked meal

might take a day or two off if work to spend time with you

he will scold you for doing things he finds unhealthy, 'too much screen time, not sleeping enough, etc.'

but he means it with love, he just cares about you

will happily have you tucked in to you guys's bed and see you fall asleep there

if hes out with jigsaw work, he will leave medication out with notes on them, specifying how much and how often to take it

buys you a weighted blanket because he feels bad

will ramble if you dont feel like talking, but is also happy to sit in comfortable silence with you

overall 11/10, not only is he respectful, hes loving and cares about you and your boundaries

"Lawrence, could you make me some soup?"

"Of course I could Darling, sit and relax."

Mark Hoffman

he is just,, he does his best, what he knows

he doesnt know a lot but thats fine because his care and empathy makes up for it

he does have a decent idea of what he should do to care, but its average, not as intense as Lawrence

he will get you blankets and generic store bought soup, maybe something he remembered his mom gave him in his childhood, saltines/ginger ale

he will be up and close to you, but expect him to also take note that you are sick, so he will mind his space/touch around you

is not afraid of being sick, just hates to be it once he is, very annoyed

he will offer you a jacket of his, just because he knows it will help you to be comforted, mainly while hes out with work

is a talker. talks to fill the silence, doesnt even realize hes doing it

likes to be in the same room as you, maybe at a distance maybe not

will get you a heating pad if you want

talks about his day & like lawrence, is more than happy to listen to you

if he doesnt wake up from nightmares, id assume he sleeps like a rock, takes a loud noise or touch to get him up, so sleeping together with you in his arms is still good

overall 8.5/10, hes pretty good💪💪

"I was out when I saw this, thought you'd like it."

"It's nothing short of perfect!"

Billy & Stu

god damn, youre in concerning hands

they do care, but their ways of showing it are not helpful

i can imagine stu being the one to handle medicine, hes more careful, billy would throw the bottle at you and tell you to figure it out, or sit down infront of you while mumbling the bottles instructions annoyed

they work together when you ask for food, dont expect it to be good, theyre still in highschool

billy laughs if youre repulsed when you taste it, stu's ego takes a blow on the other hand

they do not care if they get sick, in fact they probably want to so they get time off of school to be with you

if one is out doing ghostface work, the other stays at your place, making due time there

clowns. both of them. they are your entertainment, watching them tired you out & it will have you falling asleep on their shoulder

they will do their homework at your house, claiming 'group homework' makes them smarter

they just want excuses to spend time with you

talking endlessly, no quiet moments unless you scold them, they will never shut up, they bounce conversations off of each-other & get in arguments even faster

overall 7/10, they are a pair & take too much pride in how 'well' they took care of you

"Please, please shut up for a minute, I have a headache."

"What's the matter babe, you don't love our nursing care?"

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i love hcs sm. literally till the end of the earth. but i hope this is good :)

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Jonathan Davis DIRTY Camping trip with You

#jonathandavis #jonathan davis #korn #jon davis #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #edging #degredationkink #degredation #jondavis #degredationkink #exhibition #publicsex #exhibitionkink #edging #edginganddenial

Warning 18+ sex, exhibition, edging and denial... but also romantic lol

Summary: You are Jonathan's girlfriend and the two of you hop in his deluxe RV on his days off to go out into nature together, which you both love. You plan on having lots of romantic time and sex but things keep interrupting. You decide to get a bit of revenge and tease, edge, frustrate Jonathan after he sexually frustrated you. It winds up being a very hot trip.

*Side note, I have a TikTok where I make a lot of Jonathan Davis thirst traps/edits, if y'all are interested. (Apologies if that isn't allowed, new to Tumblr, I'll remove my links if that's not permitted). Example vid:

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Story:

You and Jonathan had been taking turns at the wheel all day. There were many cans of Monster energy on the RV dashboard. He'd promised you just you and him out in nature in your RV. The two of you love getting away into the country and rotate camping in a tent with time in the RV and sightseeing. Although one of the biggest getaway highlights is the amazing sex the two of you like to have in nature with no one looking. Both of you get off on public sex but it's definitely not a risk he can take anywhere except somewhere very remote. Your pussy has been wet all day thinking of all the hot sex you can do in various places, whether it's the comfort of the RV with a beautiful view, in the deluxe tent, or somewhere random out in nature like two animals. You love when he gets playful and chases you down in the woods, pinning you against a tree or taking you in some gorgeous location. You love how loud the two of you can be and it's the only sound around. You've been picturing it all day.

However, for Jonathan, the day has been long as hell. He just got off touring and he's only managed to sleep a few hours in the last couple of days and now you and he have been driving to the campsite all day and didn't arrive until long after dark. Jon is beat. When the two of you arrive, you eat a quick dinner in the RV and Jonathan takes off his shirt and pants and crawls into bed in just his boxers. You love watching him undress. No matter how often you see it, it never gets old. You put your nightgown on but decide to take your panties off as a suggestion as you crawl into bed with him. He's rubbing his eyes and making sleepy, groaning noises. You crawl on top of him and straddle his lap as you pull the covers over the two of you and start gently kissing his forehead, cheeks and lips tenderly.

"Oh baby, I'm so happy to finally just be with you. You feel so good," Jonathan said.

The two of you start slowly, tenderly making out in bed. YOu start slow, knowing he's very tired and if you guys have sex, you'll definitely need to do more of the work. You start slowly grinding your crotch into his lap with your legs spread across it while hunched down giving him kisses. He puts his big hands on your thighs and holds them while kissing you and sleepily moaning in pleasure. Through his boxers, he realizes you aren't wearing panties as he can already feel the front of his boxers getting wet from the liquid coming out of you in anticipation of fucking him. His cock starts instinctively firming up. He's wearing boxers with a little flap so you reach your small hand in and start rubbing and teasing his cock with just a few fingers inside his boxers. He kisses you harder and begins moaning. His cock isn't getting very hard though. He reluctantly stops you by gently taking your hand and stopping you from touching his dick.

"Baby. I'm really sorry....REALLY sorry, but I have basically not slept in weeks... like not more than a few hours here and there. My head is killing me, I'm like... feeling half dead right now" Jonathan says apologetically.

You reluctantly stop and remove your hand. "Are you sure? Seems like.... some of you wants it? I can just make it quick.... I'd love to just sit on top," you suggest, half begging at this point.

"My cock ALWAYS wants you. Fuck. I could be on my deathbed and still get hard for you sweetheart. But I really don't feel good right now honestly. I'm so sorry, " he said slowly planting kisses on your cheeks and forehead. "If I get any rest, I guarantee I'll want to tomorrow. I swear," Jonathan continued.

Disappointed, you hopped off of him and curled up next to him. You loved him. You understood it was bad timing. Your pussy was soaked and you were frustrated though. He was asleep in minutes, lightly snoring while his arms were wrapped around your waist, spooning you. You thought of bringing yourself off but you were actually really annoyed and didn't feel like trying to have an orgasm now either. You quickly realized how tired you were also and managed to fall asleep.

The first thing you felt when you woke up was a hand between your legs, sliding up your thighs and slowly rubbing your naked pussy, since you'd gone to sleep without panties on. You opened your eyes to see Jon in bed next to you very close, waiting for your eyes to open. This was the best wake up call ever. "Fuck... good morning to you too!" you said playfully. The two of you began tenderly kissing as he rubbed his thumb against your clit.

"I got some rest baby, and I woke up so hard for you," Jonathan said in a soothing, whisper voice. Your pussy quivered in anticipation. Morning sex with him was always amazing. He'd wake with morning wood and he would share his rock hard dick with you slowly and awesomely as the two of you had sleepy sex and let the adrenaline gradually wake you up together. He wasted no time taking his boxers off, revealing his very hard dick and hopping on top of you. You spread your legs wide for him and invited him in. He put his hand on his dick and aimed it at your pussy, slowly sliding it in while crawling on top of you. You shut your eyes in immense pleasure and moaned as he started missionary fucking you and tenderly resting his arms above you, one placed behind your neck, holding you in place and squishing you against the mattress and pillows. You wrapped your legs around his back as he started taking slow, deep pumps inside you.

Your pussy was getting wet SO fast. The two of you began moaning together, more and more loudly. It had been several days since you had cum with him and you knew this was going to feel so good. His cock was already twitching but you knew he would pace himself and make it last. Make you feel really good. Your legs fell turther apart as he kept satisfying you with his dick. He began licking and love biting your ears and necks while making more aggressive, longer pumps into you. You moaned louder as he started pumping deeper and deeper, rotating pumping with just pressing his cock deep inside you and holding it there. He loved to tease you like that. Stop pumping for a second and just push his dick in deep and let your pussy squeeze and throb around it, begging for more. Your pussy was soaked by now and you squeezed your muscles around his hard dick while he was deep in you. "AHHHHHH,..... mmmmmfffff.... baby. You're so fucking tight. GOD. I want you to cum first but you're gonna make me fucking lose it," Jonathan whispered in a whiny tone. He started pumping faster.

Just then his damn cell phone rang. It was right next to the two of you in bed. You bucked your hips against him as your way of saying "DON'T TAKE THE DAMN CALL." Jonathan did look at the caller ID though... and immediately made a sour face. "FUCK. It's my management team......" You were immediately livid. "DON'T TAKE IT! Call them fucking back!" you said while pulling his neck and trying to get his attention. "Ummm.... I think I know what this is about" Jonathan said, wincing and shaking his head. Jonathan reluctantly pulled out of you, leaving you hanging and begging. He answered the called.

"Hello?" Jonathan said shyly with his voice breaking.

You immediately heard yelling on the other end.

"I..... I know.. I mean.... I know now... I'm really sorry. I fucking forgot... I---"

You could hear the caller cutting him off and giving him instructions.

"Ok.... fuck! Ok fine. But.... nothing else for the rest of the day you fucking swear?" Jonathan growled.

"Ok... fair enough. Fuck!" he said while hanging up.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" you said.

Jonathan looked at you with a heartbroken expression. "I fucking forgot I had one phone interviewed scheduled this morning. The media station is gonna call me for a phone interview in like... 15 minutes, I have to do this press thing. It's a contract obligation. I'm so so fucking sorry" Jonathan said in an extremely apologetic voice.

"I can't believe this," you said, throwing yourself back in bed feeling resigned. Jonathan caught his breath and put clothes on reluctantly.

"I promise you. Last thing. Then we have the rest of the day to ourselves. I can't apologize enough sweetheart.I hate it just as much as you do,"

You sat in bed, brooding while Jonathan did the phone interview. He fidgeted and played with his hair and rocked. No matter how much press he does, he still fights social awkwardness and hates it. He got off the phone and slumped back down into bed next to you.

He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. "I'm so fucking sorry hun." You didn't want to dwell on it. You just wanted to hold him. The two of you faced each other and embraced in bed. You went to start making out with him in hopes to pick up where you left off. Jonathan reluctantly stopped you.

"I've got to be honest.... that pissed me off a lot.. that management shit. And that interview. They touched on subjects I'd already fucking told my manager to make sure they don't ask. I'm so angry right now.... I--- I don't think I can do this right now...." Jonathan said in a very upset tone.

You were so frustrated by now. You knew he loved you. Sadly this type of stuff happens too often. All your romantic and sexual moments can be interrupted and Jonathan is an emotional guy. If something bothers him, he can't give you all of him. And he doesn't like to make love to you unless he can give you all of him without his headspace being fucked up at the time.

However, your pussy was extremely needy and infuriated by now. Jonathan climbed out of bed and looked out the RV window.

"Looks like rain coming pretty soon," he said. "I wanna go for a walk and clear my head..... then maybe we can pick up where we left off," he said. The two of you awkwardly ate some breakfast and he got dressed in his warmer clothes. You had a devilish idea though. You were going to get him back. You knew it wasn't his fault... but at this point, you wanted to show him how it feels to get extremely turned on. He made your clit hard and left you hanging twice now. You are gonna make his dick hard and leave him begging.

While he wasn't looking you got dressed but no panties. Just leggings. Flimsy leggings. And your regular sweater and coat. The two of you stepped out of the RV together holding hands and starting on your walk. Jonathan was still apologizing and telling you sweet and loving things. He really hates his career and times and was trying to say he understands how upsetting it might be for you.

You were just quiet and nodding and reassuring him. But you still had your plan. The two of you stepped onto a footbridge trail that led to a remote gazebo that served as a bird watching camp/shelter out in the nature preserve the two of you parked in. Luckily no one else was parked in the RV lot and you didn't hear a single sound except birds and distant thunder. The two of you get to a railing and look over to see the view.

Jonathan was relaxing his mind and had his arms wrapped around you from behind. You savored the moment with him.... then slowly started pressing your ass more firmly up against his front as he stood behind you. "Ohhhh.... so ... I guess you're not mad at me anymore?" Jonathan said in a naughty, low tone. You didn't reply. His hands slid down your waist and slowly cradled your stomach, first above your sweater, then underneath it. You let out soft, teasing moans and then pressed your ass harder against his crotch. Jonathan moaned a bit in response, realizing how turned on he still was from this morning since he never got to cure his morning wood with you.

Jon slid his hands under your shirt and slowly caressed your tummy with his warm hands, which felt great given the cold day. You let all his body warmth warm you up. His hands went higher under your sweater as he started pressing you against the railing from behind, pressing his crotch harder against your ass. "Mmmmmm..... fuck..... are you saying we should get back to the RV and pick up where we left off or--?" Jon said, somewhat confused.

"Why don't you feel up my lower body, Jon?" you suggested in a devilish voice. Jonathan groaned and moved his hands off of your breasts, which he had been massaging under your shirt. He slid his hands down to your waist and then to the front of both of your thighs. You leaned back and moaned the sexiest moans you could to turn him on while lulling the back of your head against his chest as he stood behind you. His big, warm hands inched up your hips and towards your pussy, He pressed his fingers against your pussy through your thin, flimsy leggings. You moaned louder while nodding your head.

"Wait.... w---what are? Are you.... even wearing panties?" Jonathan said in a giddy tone with a silly laugh.

"Why don't you check?" you suggested in a quiet voice.

"Jonathan reached on hand behind you and slid a hand into your waistband, pulling your leggings back to reveal just your bare ass underneath.

"FUCK! Look at you......mmmmfff," Jon said, his voice shaking with arousal.

You pressed your ass hard against his crotch again as your leggings were still slid half off, letting half of your ass out of your pants and pressing hard against Jon's crotch. You reached behind you and grabbed his hips from behind, pulling it hard against your ass. He briefly lost his balance and pushed you further into the railing, his cock quickly firming back up.

The two of you had a sloppy, off balance moment where you both felt each other up and he reached his hand into your leggings and started caressing your ass and then your pussy before sliding a finger into it and finding it wet and ready for him.

"You dirty girl," Jonathan said in a naughty, scolding voice. "So.... you wanted me to fuck you out here hm?"

You didn't reply. You just grabbed the hand he had on your pussy and pushed his finger further in as he added a second and pushed it deeper into your pussy.

"Hmmmm??? mmmm" Jon groaned in frustration waiting for your answer. "Well???? " Jon said breathing hard. "Did you???? Did you plan this? You want me to fuck you right here? Cuz I will" Jonathan said in a deeper voice.

"Hmmmm, maybe," you said in a naughty, teasing tone.

Jonathan was getting so turned on at the thought of fucking you against this railing. It would be easy. He would just need to undo his zip, take his cock out, push it into your pussy from behind and cum." His dick was now extremely hard. He began to pull down your leggings.

"My naughty girl," Jonathan said in sexy, low voice. "You better hold on to this railing tight, you're gonna need it" Jon said in a dominating tone as he grabbed your hips and humped against you teasingly. Suddenly you decided you were gonna make him work for it. You slowly turned to face him. He was unbuckling his belt and undoing his zip and breathing hard and you could see the outline of his hard cock through his cargo pants.

"I don't know Jon.... you made me wait twice.... and I'm kinda cold. Kinda uncomfortable. Maybe we should just keep walking until we find a better place for it," you said in a naughty, teasing voice. Jon was breathless, staring up from his belt. "Seriously?" he said. "YEAH. Right here looks.. hmm.. a bit uncomfortable," you said (lying).

Jonathan moaned and whimpered in frustration. "FUCK baby.... but I'm so hard. How am I even gonna walk now?" he whined. "Hmmm just try your best. I think there's that gazebo up ahead," you said nonchalantly.

Some raindrops were starting to come down. "Maybe we should just rush back to the RV. I ---- I don't give a fuck about the walk anymore," Jonathan said in a pleeding tone. "NO! I'd like to see this gazebo," you said in a controlling tone. Jonathan groaned and followed you as your pace quickened and you felt him trailing behind you, knowing his dick was still hard, desperate to fuck you now.

You get to the gazebo and the rain has begun. It's quite bad. Within a few minutes it went from little raindrops to pouring rain and the two of you had already gotten a bit wet by the time you reached the shelter of the gazebo.

Jonathan looked at you shaking his head. "Well.... this sucks" Jon said. "If we went back to the RV, we would be warm and dry and I'd be inside you," Jon said while laughing in a mix of horniness and frustration.

"Guess we'll have to just wait out the rain for a little bit," you said. There was a bench and several window ledges inside the gazebo. Jon sat down on the bench with a resigned sigh and groan as he adjusted his dick through his cargos. You could see the outline and he was still hard. His legs were spread and he placed his hands on his forehead and threw his head back looking frustrated.

"I'm cold," you said. "Lets warm up together." You sat next to him on the benched and he sighed while putting his arm around you and holding you close to him. He was frustrated but still so flustered, it didn't take long before the two of you were cuddling and making out again, warming up and hearing the sound of the rain on the roof. You straddled his lap again and he needily reached his hands back under your sweater and up to your breasts. You pushed your tongue further into his mouth. You felt his cock firm up even more, pressing against his pants.

"God damnit" Jonathan complained. "I JUST WANT TO FUCK YOU!" he continued. "I know baby... I've wanted to fuck you too. All day yesterday. All day today," you cooed. Wordlessly you undid his zip, pulled his cock out of his boxers, and without warning, knelt down in front of him while he sat on the bench. You held his knees and locked eyes with him as you lowered your mouth onto his cock, first licking and caressing the tip, then pushing your mouth down against it.

"AHHHHHHhhh! AH FUCK!!! So--s-soooo fucking good!" Jon whined as he threw his head back. "Mmmmmffff.... baby. YES. I need it. Y---y.... please don't stop..... aggghhhhhh" he continued as he placed a hand on your head and started stroking your hair while watching you suck his needy cock. You kept at it for several minutes, listening to the pitch of his moans get higher and higher and increasingly desperate.

Then again, without warning, you stopped. You took your mouth away and left him hazy and confused, bucking the air. "Wh--what are you doing?" Jon said, truly confused by now. "Hmmm.. I don't know... what am I doing?" you said in a devilish tone. Jonathan begged, "just.... just sit back down on my dick. PLEASE. Sit on my lap. I need to cum so bad right now!" He went to grab your waist and pull your leggings down. You stopped him and took slow steps away.

"I don't know Jon... do you deserve to cum right now? I wanted to cum so bad earlier..... and I couldn't," you said, letting your eyes bore into his. Jon's demeanor changed as he sat on the bench, legs splayed, his hard cock still out of his pants. His gaze went from confused to knowing and his eyes darkened with realization and a bit of anger. "Ohhhhh..... so THAT'S what this is about," Jon said in an equally devlish tone. "I made you wait.... now you're gonna make me wait... hmm???"

You said nothing. Just smiled a really dirty smile and took more steps back. You leaned yourself against a ledge within the gazebo. Jon slowly stood up from the bench with his eyes locked on you, boring into you while smiling a very dark naughty smile and looking increasingly knowing now. He nodded his head slowly while smiling at you....."Well... I've got news for you. I'm not letting you leave this gazebo until I fucked you. Nice and hard. Just like you deserve for this...." Jon said. You smiled a dark smile back at him.

Without warning, Jon took rapid steps towards you and pushed you hard against the gazebo ledge. He opened your legs as he sat you on the ledge and pushed his face between your legs. He pulled the fabric of your flimsy leggings away from your crotch and bit into the fabric. It easily tore. You gasped. He pushed a finger into the hole in the fabric and while locking eyes with you and giving you a dark smirk, ripped it open at the crotch. Your pussy was now exposed through your leggings.

He leaned back up and grabbed your thighs nice and firm with both hands. His cock, which was still out of his pants, was now pressed right against your exposed pussy where Jon had ripped the fabric.

"Mmmmm? You want it? HMMMM? Speak up!" Jon said.

All you could do was moan. You LOVED it when Jon gets this aggressive.

Jon rammed his cock into you and you both let out huge, loud moans that echoed in the gazebo over the rain. Jon pounded into you as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and dug your nails into his jacket as he fucked you nice and hard.

"Mmmmm .. GAHHH.. You... h-happy now?" Jon growled at you. All you could do was yelp and moan and love it. He took long, hard pumps deep into you while firmly gripping your hips. You leaned against him and bit is neck. "AHHHHhhhffuuuu.. You ---f---really wanna be punished!" Jon said, slamming even harder into you and throwing a hand up against the gazebo wall for balance. He bit your neck back... nice and firm. You moaned and yelped and your clit throbbed at the mix of feeling him finally taking you the way you wanted and knowing you were finally both going to cum. He pulled your shirt up and licked and bit your nipple as you continued to moan and get fucked hard. You clenched your pussy muscles around him and he let out a more feminine moan. He was seriously desperate to cum by now and you felt your orgasm coming fast too.

You both started scream-moaning and totally losing control, becoming animals as he pumped hard into you while squeezing and pinching your nipples. You bucked against him and could hear him slapping against you with each pound as they got faster.

"Mmmmm ! Fuuuu....naughty fuckin---- I'm gonna fuckin fill you so-s,..." Jon was losing control now. You tightened your pussy around in as your clit starts throbbing. You couldn't even handle it anymore.... he felt so good and you loved watching him totally lose control when he was trying to be dominating. Your orgasm hit you fast, you had wanted and needed it so bad for so long. Your pussy clenched around him and your pussy throbbed with a delicious release. "Auhhgggh! MMFFF!!" Jon growled as he felt you cum. His throbbing cock shoved hard into you one more time and he froze as he held onto you as tightly as he could, releasing his cum deep inside you. You felt it up in your cervix. He definitely fucked you really hard. You had made him so frustrated. You knew you were going to be a bit sore for the rest of the day but it was WELL worth it. Jon continued to moan and yell as he came for you, pumping spurts inside you while letting out growls as his frustration melted away into profound relief.

Jon kept growling as he slowly released his grip on you and lost his breath, whimpering against your shoulder. The two of you really love each other... you don't "hatefuck" but you will definitely "punish" each other from time to time. You LOVE when he "punishes" you for various reasons. This was definitely one of those times.

Jonathan gently and slowly pulls his cock out of you, seeping cum down your legs and onto your leggings.

"God I came so fucking hard," Jon groaned. He looked at the damage he did do your flushed pussy and ripped leggings. He knelt down slowly and gave your pussy some gentle licks and kisses while moaning into it as you held his sweaty hair. He raised up and looked at your neck which had a pretty visible bite mark too.

"mmmmm.... baby....I-- I'm sorry... " Jon said.... "you make me CRAZY!"

"Don't be sorry," you said. "I wanted it. I wanted to get fucked SO BAD. That's why I did it" you said. Jon smiled with tired relief, happy to hear that he did exactly what you wanted him to do.

"I'm fuckin sorry" Jon said catching his breath.... "About making you wait I mean..... Sorry stuff kept holding me back from just being with you" Jonathan said apologetically.

"It's ok now," you said in a naughty tone looking down as his cum seeped out of you and the crotch hole in your leggings.

"PFFTTT.... damn!" Jon said while laughing and realizing what he'd done. He took his jacket off and wrapped it around your waist so you wouldn't have to walk back to the RV uncovered like that. He slowly put his cock away and did his belt and gave you tender kisses while picking you up and pulling you off the ledge and into his arms.

The rain was slowing now. The two of you embraced while feeling physically weak.

"I gotta say.... I LOVED fucking you like that.... jeez. I feel like I could already cum again, you turn me on so much when you let me get sick like that...... I needed that so bad. You really know how to tease me till my head explodes, literally" Jon said while laughing.

"Mmmmm.... well I'm a little sore now" you admitted.... "but I think I might still need you too" you admitted.

Jon's hands were shaking. "I love you baby. I promise. No more interruptions this weekend. Let's get back and warm up. Then see what happens hmm?" he said in a naughty tone. Sounds good. Your legs were shaking hard. Jon supported you in his arms and half carried you back to the RV. He REALLY had fucked you nice and hard. But you were sure the weekend had more delight in store.

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