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Death is always around the corner

Riddle + Death!Reader

This Death is greatly inspired by the wolf death from Puss In Boots, and Jenny-Jinya kind death. (some headcanons for some of the characters) Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, Malleus

Let's set the Scene: Masterlist

Something was off about this Mirror ceremony, Crowley could feel it. But decided to shack it off and continue with the ceremony.

"Ah, my lovely Lord, The noble and beautiful flower of evil, You are the most beautiful, number one in this world. Follow thy heart and take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror. Flames that turn even stars into ashes, Ice that imprisons even time, Great tree that swallows even the sky, Don’t be afraid of the power of darkness, Come now, show your power. Mine, theirs, and yours, There’s only a little time left for us. Do not let go of that hand, at all costs," Crowley chanted as a green flame appeared in the mirror.

As the night continued, all the new students were neatly sorted into dorms. There was just one coffin left, and just as he was about to insert the key to unlock the coffin. The coffin began to thrash and shack, as puffs of blue fire spewed out from the creaks in the coffin. The headmaster quickly stepped away from the coffin when the lid suddenly blasts off its hinges in a blaze of fire.

From the coffin, a grey cat creature with blue fire ears skitted across the ground. The crowd of students stared in confusion till something caught their attention. An eerie whistle could be heard from the smoking coffin. Out from the smoke steeped a mysterious figure. A figure dressed in the school's ceremonial robes stepped out into the chamber. They stood unnaturally still as the hood of their robe completely obscured their face as they continued to eerily whistle.

"U-Um, excuse me young...Um... You could have waited a few seconds longer till I opened the gate. Anyways please present yourself to the dark mirror," Crowley stuttered as he hurried the stranger.

The mirror awakened to look at the figure, and only stared in... fear?

"Ugh, I can smell... a disgusting amount of blot," The figure spat.

💗Riddle Roseheart💗

Riddle didn't really know what to think of this strange student. He never got a good look at them at the ceremony. The only thing they could tell was that they were a wolf beastman of sorts.

And his only other source of info was word of mouth around the school. And hearing that they were a part of the chandelier incident. Riddle already doesn't like them.

luckily he had the fortune to see this mysterious. Upon seeing this student, they looked strange, but he wasn't sure why. Maybe it was cause of how they just stared unblinkingly at him. With an ominous smile on their face.

When Riddle tried to scold the first-year group for all the trouble they have caused. Yet the student who went by Y/n, simply smiled, unfazed by his words.

This greatly annoyed him and he pulled out his magic pen, but in a blink of an eye, Y/n swiped it out of his grasp. He stood in shock as Y/n chuckled and took a sip of their drink.

Freaked out, Riddle decided to just leave. Yet for a week he felt watched, and whistling followed him no matter where he went. And Y/n's silhouette is always just on the edge of his sight.

One late night, Riddle had to drop off small books at the library, when the whistle filled his ears.

"Are you stalking me?" Riddle glared, as he turned to see Y/n resting against a pillar.

"Just observing. It's been a long while since I got a good look at the Roseheart family. And it's a shame to see how far they have fallen," They growled.

"How Dare You! Off with-'' before riddle could even finish his spell. Y/n swiped the pen from the boy's hand. And then quickly pinned him to the wall.

Riddles's heart started to beat insanely fast as he stared into Y/n's blood-red irises.

"Listen very closely, your life is crashing toward a terrible end if you don't change your tune," Y/n growled softly into Riddle's ear.

Riddle shut his eyes tight waiting for the next attack, but nothing came. As he slowly opened his eyes, he gasped when he found himself in his room.

When morning came, riddle ran to the library to apologize for losing the books. To only learn that Y/n had returned them for him.

Assuming it must have just been a dream, he didn't take Y/n's warning seriously. As blot continued to accumulate. Unaware of Y/n watching from a window across the courtyard, as they polish their sythe, with sad eyes.

They watched as Ace fail to properly apologize to Riddle's liking, and quickly banished the 1st years from the dorm. Which lead to this conflict.

As Y/n stood before Riddle and his overblot as he rampaged across the garden. Reading their weapons, preparing to claim Riddle's life before the blot does.

Suddenly, Aduece, Grim, Cater, and Trey stepped forward wanting to save Riddle. Y/n smiled softly as they dashed toward the blot creature to Find Riddle's soul.

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As Riddle slowly came to his dream of memories, he found himself sitting at a party table floating in the darkness. In front of him was a book with his name as the title, and the silhouette of his profile was on the cover.

"Not a good start to life huh," said a voice, causing Riddle to gasp and look up at the source. at the other end of the table was Y/n, dressed in black silk robes. "Strict mother molding you, all the while claiming it is for your own good."

"S-she didn't want me to be a failure like father. He was lazy and couldn't handle the work of a doctor," Riddle said.

"Did your mother tell you that?" Y/n asked as Riddle nodded. '' Then you might want to read this.''

Y/n slid a tray over to Riddle, on it was a book that read Mira Rosehearts, his Mothers name. Riddle looked back to Y/n for an explanation. "Everything your mother had said, done, thought, felt, and heard is documented in this. I recommend reading pages 9131 to 9134."

Riddle quickly read through said pages but slammed it down in anger and disbelief. It read how Riddle's father began to outshine Mira, and when people started to praise him more than her. She divorced and made sure she had full custody of Her son. She vowed to mold him and make him the perfect Roseheart, to outshine everyone else, no matter the cost.

"That is not my mother! You're trying to trick me! Who do you think you are?!" Riddle growled as he stood up from his chair.

"I Have a Beginning, But No End, and I End All Things That Begin. Who Am I?” Y/n asked simply.

"What is this rubbish, the answer is... The answer is," Riddle said slowly as his eyes widened in horror.

"I am Death, straight up," Y/n said as their eyes glowed, causing the boy to fall back into his seat.

"S-so I'm dead?" Riddle asked slowly.

"No, you escape me this time. You are very lucky that some people came to your rescue. Or else you would have died here today," Y/n said as they flipped riddle's book all the way to the back. On the inside of the back cover was a "wanted" Poster.

In bold words on top was Wanted, with Riddle's face printed in the middle. And Dead or Alive is printed at the bottom.

" I would have had you sign, right here,” Y/n said as they tapped over the word Dead. Causing Riddle to gulp nervesly.

"But You attend our school, have I truly escaped you?"Riddle asked nervously.

"Just because I am Death, doesn't mean I enjoy everything it entails. I do not enjoy having to separate families and loved ones. It's just a job that needs to be done," Y/n explained. " And I came here to collect an arrogant little boy, who thinks himself as law and order incarnate. But I can't seem to find him anymore.

Riddle watched as Y/n collected the books and turned to leave, as a door of light appeared.

"You were given a second chance Riddle. Live your life your way for yourself, not how your mother wants you to," Death Y/n said as they stepped through the door.

Riddle finally came too, much to everyone's relief. When everything was set and done. Riddle apologized to everyone and promised to improve on his behavior.

Yet as the days went by, Riddle noticed that Y/n for the most part vanished. He would see them around every once and a while, even Ace, Deuce, and Grim don't seem to hang out with them much.

Grim already spilled the beans on Y/n's identity, and of course, most kept their distance. For who would want death hanging around them.

One day at the reunbirthday party. As All of Riddle's new and old friends gather around his table. Enjoying tea and baked goods, the young dorm leader noticed a lone figure at a table.

Y/n sat alone at one table at the very back of the party, even the tables next to them were empty. As everyone wasn't really comfortable being near them.

Riddle watched sadly as Y/n sat with no snacks, tea, or even company to enjoy. So with a wave of his pen, Riddle levitated a fresh teapot with cups and a large tray of baked goods. As he proceeded to pull out a chair himself at Y/n's table.

Much to everyone's surprise and slight fear. Even Y/n was surprised by Riddle, but they smiled softly as the two began to chat and enjoy the unbirthday party.

But sadly their job here at NRC isn't over yet.

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ddoxhan · 2 months

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my love is all mine

my baby here on earth showed me what my heart was worth so, when it comes to be my turn could you shine it down here for her?

word count : 4.4k words

genre : fantasy; alternating between fluff and angst that would make your heart clench; childhood best friend! aeri x pianist (but actually a time traveler)! reader; arriving at this dimension, you realized how much you still love her

t/w : mentions of death, apocalypse thingz

a/n : full version out weeeeee :D that was some roller coaster of realization and pain knowing that nothing lasts but one thing :') please do leave some feedback so I can improve when it comes to plot heavy fics and enjoy !

tic, tic, tic, tic.

'where am I?'

your surroundings were unfamiliar, as it should be. but with it, came a sense of comfort. whenever you warped through the portal, your head would hurt like the worst hangover for a while. but this time, it unusually hurt less. you were sitting by the piano, a music sheet of chopin, perhaps. you weren't the most well-versed around music.

you stood from the piano stool to slowly observe the things in the room in hopes of gathering more information about this person. undoubtedly, you looked like yourself but this body you possessed wasn't you. you were orphaned, barely survived the apocalypse of your own world, thrown into a dystopian organization served to stop further apocalypses in other worlds.

learning about the countless dimensions you had to travel to, surely, this one couldn't differ more than the rest. the person who lived as you in this world had everything you had ever wanted. loving and supportive parents, friends who were always there for her, a promising future career as an aspiring pianist. but as you gain the memories of this person, the depressing emotions were rather contradicting.

this person felt lonely amidst of everyone, she never felt understood. no one had ever saw through those smiles and laughs. not even this girl who looked like her best friend. then tears started to flow down your cheeks uncontrollably. it couldn't be. she couldn't be.

feeling a little dizzy, you took a seat on the piano stool as you dried your tears and tried to wrap your head around the current situation. of the many dimensions, why this one? you tried so hard to forget everything about her, drown down emotions that were unnecessary for your line of work. it had been forever since the last time you had thought of her. and this time, she wasn't going to just be a memory.

as the metronome lulled you into a daze, you were brought back out of it by the sudden swing open of the bedroom door.

"hey! we literally said to meet up at our usual place! what's taking you so long?"

"huh?"

a girl barged into your room and folded her arms against her chest, seemingly upset that you had stood her up. but you couldn't seem to remember when you had made that promise to her.

it was her. it had been so long, too long since you've seen her with your own eyes. you didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse that you had never encountered her in the past dimensions. but seeing her in front of you, it was getting really hard to not break down in tears.

the wave of guilt and sadness washed over you as you took in how beautiful she still looked, or rather this version of her looked exactly like the love of your life. the love of your life who you couldn't hold onto as her hand slipped from yours, forever gone as she disappeared into the smoke of debris.

you still needed time to gain the memories, so you made up an excuse, hoping she would buy it.

"sorry, it must've slipped my mind. you still up for it?"

you stood from your piano stool as you flashed her an apologetic smile. that made her sigh and roll her eyes, once again defeated by your puss-in-boots eyes cause really, there was never once she had been able to not waiver at the sight of them.

"you bet I am, now get your ass outta here and we have to hurry cause we're already late for the performances."

the look of confusion on your face makes the girl pause in her tracks, extremely confused and cautious of you because you didn't seem to be her best friend, in the sense that you didn't feel like her.

"performances. weren't you there when jaemin told us they'd be busking today?"

"right, yes. the boys' first big performance for that influencer's event."

that part of the memory registered just at the right timing. if you took any longer to respond like her best friend, she would have probably took the shovel in the backyard to whack you. the girl wasn't like your lover, way feistier and carefree. it served as a reminder that she wasn't, this girl was not the woman you had loved wholeheartedly and should not be.

"yes. now let's go."

the girl had to drag you out of your house because of how slow you seemed unusually.

"god, I was so close to knocking some sense into you."

"sorry, I've just been really out of it today."

your infamous cheeky smile never fails to have her shake her head in disbelief. in disbelief of how adorable you always looked with it.

"jaemin! we're here!"

aeri screams across the barricade as the said boy turned his head towards her direction, while you trudged behind her, ensuring that she wasn't falling over anything or anyone from excitement.

you learned her name when you two left your room as your dad shouted her name from downstairs. aeri, it was a pretty name and suited her really well. you couldn't help but draw similarities between the woman you knew and her. but they were also two very different people and that was something you shouldn’t forget.

"hey! I thought you two wouldn't make it before our cue. what happened?"

he had known you two for ages and it was unlikely of you to be late to something, especially when it involved close friends.

"this girl here had forgotten about this. unbelievable if you ask me."

"that's quite true. you good?"

aeri and jaemin truly cared for the person you are temporarily posing as. the gazes that you were receiving felt foreign, accountable to your lack of interaction with people. people who actually mattered to you. each and every time you had warped to another dimension, you would disappear to do what you must to prevent apocalypses regardless of what memories flowed through your consciousness.

it doesn’t take long to get everything in place and run the plans to break the sequence of events, given that you were one of the organization’s elite agents with a flawless portfolio. all that didn’t matter to you, life was already meaningless so why care much?

but the moment you had seen that very smile on her face in that photo frame, you wanted to stay in this dimension longer. even if it meant spending more time than you should in a single dimension.

"yeah, don't worry about me. I just had a splitting headache earlier today and I've just been out of it. I'm all good now though."

you regained your composure after some time and adjusted well with your new surroundings. the reaffirming clutch of your hand in aeri's was very comforting surprisingly, but you didn't understand why.

although she had bore similar physical traits with your lover, there was no reason to feel the warmth seeping through the clasp of your hands. and before your consciousness could give you an answer, your blood ran cold as the image of watching her slip through your fingers into nothing, bringing up the very emotions you were trying to suppress for years.

there was not a single day that you could sleep well as the endless nightmare of that event left you in a void of emptiness and desperation. the desperation of wanting to redeem yourself by saving other dimensions where different versions of her would live, regardless of whether different versions of you were there for her.

but absolutely none of that, would bring your lover back into your arms, safe and sound. smiling at you like those mundane days you had, which you would give anything to get them back.

"great. you two find your seats near the fronts, performers' privilege."

he proudly points towards two empty seats which were inevitably yours since the show had already started 20 minutes ago.

"wow, for once, na jaemin has done an amazing job."

"for once, stop roasting me. now shoo, I need to get my hair fixed."

the bickering between the two seemed so natural that you had kept quiet, not knowing if it was your place to interfere the conversation.

this was something you had always feared when you meddle with a dimension, the feeling of belonging. belonging somewhere that wasn't meant for you. would it hurt to feel? no. but it hurts knowing that whatever you did in this dimension, it wasn't you who did it. in the eyes of others, it was someone else. the deeds you do, the memories you share, the love you yearn.

once upon before the apocalypse, life was like this. concerts, outings, bonding, but it was also a time of weakness. your weakness of being powerless to protect the things precious to you, the people once dear to you. but when you've found the power to, you've lost beyond salvation, and there was nothing left to protect.

as you made your way to the seats, aeri couldn't hold back the urge to ask. because the way your eyes didn't carry that special shine her best friend naturally has, concerned her.

she could sense something different seeping from your usual aura. on certain days when you're not in the best condition, there would be times where she can tell that you aren't happy or upset about something and she'd find the right cure to your sour mood.

however, today felt odd. it was seemingly an aura that she hasn't seen from you. you weren't feeling good, but it felt as if you lost the fire in you. the fire you had bore in your soul for your passion. if it had been a bright red fire, it's like it turned into a calming blue one. somewhere in you, you've lost something, never able to ignite a bright red fire ever again.

aeri had convinced herself that perhaps you were tired from piano, burnt out and taking a break from it to regain that passion.

the previous act had just ended, and everyone were to take a five to check if everything was in order. the blaring speakers and annoying mc finally stopped ringing in your ears. instead, a soft voice tickled your right ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"baby, are you really okay? you don't seem to look well."

the girl had leaned in to whisper, and it almost short-circuited your brain with how proximity was out of the window instantly by that small gesture.

"yeah, I'm fine, what makes you say that?"

"you look.. different."

"and you feel different too."

it was as if she had known from the start, that you weren't her best friend she knew. yet, she was trying her best to make sense of her confusion. deep down, you knew that all of this was making no sense. absolutely no sense how you were sitting here with a person in the face of your lover, waiting for your friend's performance in the middle of the summer. all it took was a step out of the house and another step back to report to your superior of your work.

and here you were, reminiscing the memories you had. they were irreplaceable, and will never be. but no one can stop you from making new ones either. just this once, you say. just this once to hold her in my arms one last time.

as your arm grazed against hers, you were looking into her eyes for the first time since the evening started. never have you realized that she had such mesmerizing eyes, pulling you in like gravity.

when you had gazed into her eyes, she spotted a glimpse of admiration, the one that she was ever so familiar with. it put her at peace, reassured that you were alright that night.

your demeanor changed since that night, but she decided to brush it off, convincing herself that she was just overthinking again like she usually does. but maybe, she should have questioned further.

who were you?

you were a fever dream, but also a lifetime nightmare.

minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into days. the sense of time is only perceived in dimensions that were able to escape apocalypse. back at the headquarters, time was fluid, seemingly long at certain moments and short when you don't even notice. which was why you weren't too worried about residing longer in this dimension beside aeri.

"hey, what do you think about love?"

as she laid her head on your lap as you leaned against her bedframe, the question took you aback a little. this very question was presented to you ages ago by your lover, vaguely remembering the scene in your head. but you remembered your response to it, and it doesn't apply to you anymore. 'love is when I find myself staring at your eyes and get the butterflies each and every time.'

"love is like a thorn in a rose waiting to prick the chosen one."

"it's something so beautiful you can't help but to get close to, and once you admire and realize its worth, it pricks you. leaving you to bleed, it creates a kind of pain that numbs you, yet you reach for it again like none of that happened."

"it makes you yearn for it, and when you've had too many wounds, that's when you notice that you're hopeless."

you never forgot how it felt to love her, it was all too familiar when it felt so natural to fall for aeri, which you almost couldn't resist. the way her eyes curve into crescents as she smiles, the way her scent fill your senses when she leans on your shoulder, the way you feel the butterflies when you stare into her eyes.

it scared you.

this wasn't where you were to belong. yet, the feeling of loving her permeated through your entire being, unable to shake off as you willingly dive deeper into your emotions.

"girl, did someone hurt you?"

aeri laughed away, thinking that you were half-heartedly joking and sarcastically answering the question. her best friend wasn't the type to dwell in the topic of love and dating. she had better priorities in life, which was the piano that sat in her room across from aeri's.

the lack of your laughter made her frown instantly, cursing at herself for perhaps making a mistake.

"what's wrong? did someone really-"

"no no, nothing's wrong. I just thought of that when you asked me. it just felt like love is a rose, it can be beautiful and romantic to some, but also a painful past for others."

"well, you're not wrong. remember that guy from middle school? he was literally the biggest idiot in class and he had the balls to confess to you with a bunch of roses in front of the whole school."

"yeah, that was definitely not it."

you laughed along, but you couldn't. the story was too familiar, this was what happened to you ages ago. not this person you were posing as, but you. the details matched your experience, but only that the person receiving the confession being your lover.

it was too hard to just brush it off as a coincidence. many could be, but this was too specific. timelines matched but with only the people as a difference. the thought of this dimension being a parallel universe of yours brought shivers down your spine. what if it was? what if this dimension's apocalypse was inevitable, just like yours?

many what ifs were not going to stop the apocalypse. you were the only hope to save the world, but screw the world. all that crossed your mind as you caressed her hair was only one thing that mattered to you.

'I will keep you safe, even if it meant that I'd never be able to see you again.'

jaemin and jeno had agreed to go together to a frat party you were technically forced to go by some jock you bumped into in the hallway while you were on your way to meet aeri. the dude kept pestering that you blatantly spat in his face that you were going. he didn't mention that you couldn't have people tag along, so you had asked the boys if it was possible to stick around in case things get out of hand.

the girl though, she had the balls to say that she was worried about you. she was going to stick with you the entire time you were there in case some idiots decided to hit on you, she'd be able to swat them away. the audacity, you thought.

if anything, guys were clearly going to swarm over her instead, and you'd have to act as her bodyguard. given that you're a good three to four inches taller than her, that itself would be possible to scare a majority. nothing could get her off your arm as you walked into the house, reeking of alcohol and sweat already at nine. before you could even show your face to that jock and perhaps head to the quietest area which was probably the pool, you felt eyes on her. maybe this was a bad decision after all.

you didn't want to ruin the mood for the many people who were enjoying this, so all you could do was subside that indecipherable internal anger of yours and find that idiot so you could leave this instant. the dirty looks all over aeri made your insides churn and boil, no matter how much you tried to understand why, you never could.

you didn't love the girl, she was a different person from your lover, just bearing identical physical traits. it was something that you had been telling yourself ever since you arrived here two months ago. that was how long you’ve spent being here, than the usual one-week stay.

trying so hard to deny that you harboured feelings for aeri, your efforts were all in vain when all it takes is just a flash of her smile. even during this moment of her laughing along with jaemin and jeno, it reminds you too much of her. the smile you would see when she feeds the stray cat outside your office, the laughter you would hear when you tickle her during pillow fights.

why was it so hard to walk away and do what you were sent to do here initially? why did fail to resist the sweet temptation of being in love again? when you couldn’t even hold onto that hand of your lover? the hand in yours felt so warm, contradicting the chilly feeling that set into place ever since that day.

she started melting the glacier of ice, while you took a step back to freeze it again. because it’s wrong, so wrong.

"I see hyunjin there."

jeno's voice caught your attention along with the name. following his point of direction, you finally spot that jock chatting away in the kitchen corner with presumably his friends. definitely, you weren't going to let the girl tag along cause enough was enough, another guy and you were going to tear this place down.

"aeri, can you stay with jae for a bit? I'll go say hi then I'll be right back. jeno's gonna be here so don't worry."

although she was very reluctant to let you go alone, you showed her those shining eyes, praying it works again this time. thankfully, she gives you a nod and heads off with jaemin first.

as you made your way towards hyunjin, you were extremely disgusted at how his friends were eyeing you up and down, like you were nothing but just an item. him on the other hand, was a lot better surprisingly.

it reminded you a lot of your high school days. the times when your lover had numerous suitors waiting in line to be her one and only. but she had eyes for you. you were still oblivious of the heart eyes you got from her then. it took you years to realize before you dated. it was the exact definition of ‘she fell first, but you fell harder’. until now, it still pretty much applied.

"hey! you made it!"

"yeah, you were following me around for three days, asking me to come."

he laughed awkwardly, even a little shy. what was this boy's deal?

it was as if the tables have turned, you now dealing with these boys who were fawning over her. perhaps in this dimension, you were quite a popular one.

"I just wanted to get to know you more, so I thought of getting you to come and spend some time together."

as much as he seemed nice, you weren't interested, and unwilling to lead him on to thinking you were.

"sorry, I have a boyfriend. but we could still be friends."

a little lie wouldn’t hurt him, and jeno was conveniently standing on guard with his supposedly scary aura which you found amusing.

you extended your hand politely in hopes he wouldn't have a freak out and frantic screaming that his love interest had an alleged boyfriend.

"I see... well then, great to be your acquaintance. I hope you have enjoy your time here."

you started to notice that his friends weren't eyeing you eerily, but rather that it seemed that they were wary of your intentions with hyunjin. it was as if you were about to play with this boy's heart, and that's when you remembered that rumor of a varsity player being dumped by that good-for-nothing cheerleader.

in fact, you witnessed that cheerleader sucking off some other guy’s face in the stairways. you’ve never made such a fast u-turn in your life, which you probably should have when you were making that decision to join the organization. but have you not joined, you wouldn’t have had the chance to meet aeri. and maybe you would have been long dead.

who knows? you might have met your lover in the afterlife when the creatures found you, had it not for the organization.

if fate decided to play a game, you had no choice but to shoot your shot at it.

"thanks for the invite."

"jaemin, please tell me I'm not crazy. I swear that's not her."

"if that's not her, then who is she? come on, aeri. be real."

"I am being real. she keeps avoiding the hugs I give her, and when I get a little closer, she literally freezes up."

the girl ran her hands through her hair in frustration, not knowing what is the truth and what isn't anymore.

for the past two months, she sensed something different about you. were you drastically different? no. something was, and she just knew. but what? these were the questions that had occupied her head for the past week.

she noticed you avoiding her eyes, taking brief glances only, as if you were afraid. afraid of getting your feelings hurt. but why should you? you've been best friends with aeri for as long as you could remember. if anything, you two were inseparable according to reliable sources like jaemin and jeno.

the only thing was, the memories you gained from the owner of this body. it was torturing you more than you thought it should. the smile on her face through these eyes, the sweet laughter through these ears, the gentle touches through these fingertips. endless nights of witnessing aeri fall asleep before you did. just like those times you did when she was your lover.

"that's it? sis, I thought she'd turn into a werewolf or had poisonous potions in a secret room or something."

"and you're the one who's telling me to be real."

"and you're an idiot. sounds like she just likes you to me."

a thousand questions popped in her head. then those questions were given their respective answers as she put together the puzzle one by one. maybe, you liked her. maybe, you loved her.

but why? nothing had changed between you and her so why now? she admits that she had felt attracted to you at times, but she couldn't be sure that she had feelings for you. however she was uncertain, you hadn't been the most expressive these days and she wasn't a mind reader.

when she saw you emerging from the crowd with jeno, she knew that she needed answers before the night ended.

unfortunately no, aeri didn't get any answers because she didn't have a chance to ask. her frustration fueled the endless beer refills which ended her drunk on your back as you prepared her for bed.

and you were lucky that she hadn't gotten the chance to do so. for the past two months, every day you woke up to was a curse in disguise of a blessing. the realization that hit you every time that like a reminder at the back of your head, that aeri wasn't your lover. and every single thing you've done with her won't remain as time spent with you, but her best friend who's the best pianist to her.

all she remembers when she woke up the next day was nothing, with a hangover that was giving her the worse headache. and you remember everything too vividly.

that night, as you tucked her hair behind her ear, all you could do was hold back sobs as a tear managed to escape, trickling down your cheek.

you couldn't sit by and enjoy this newfound life any longer. the day this world ends was getting closer and you had a mission to prevent the apocalypse. you weren't waivered by the possibility of a punishment that would cost your life. you were terrified of witnessing another time of losing someone you loved, someone you love.

you love aeri, yes. but was it the remnants of the love you had for your lover? although that may have been the case, you couldn't deny that her and aeri shared countless similarities. it was wrong to keep drawing resemblances between the two. nevertheless, one thing was for sure.

this version of you in this dimension, had loved aeri for a long time.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…"

"I love you so much."

"please forgive me."

"nothing in this world belongs to me. but this love, my love is all mine, forever for you."

#giselle #uchinaga aeri #aespa #aespa fluff #aespa angst #aespa imagines #aespa scenarios #aespa x reader #giselle x reader #feat nct dream #feat jaemin #feat jeno #Spotify

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I forgot the Miraculous Awakening movie was supposed to come out so now I’m gonna ramble about it (spoilers!):

The jumpscare of hearing Marinette sing in a completely different voice took me off guard

I’m loving actually seeing gabriel as a fashion designer and what his stuff looks like

Chloe sounds… very much not like Chloe and it’s off putting (idk if it’s a different voice actor, I’m not looking it up)

“Think you an I were meant to be” I love Alya

Emilie? This clearly in the movie??

Was that Luka I just saw next to Juleka? At school???

The black cat on the book!

Adrien looks so pretty in that shot

Are… are Nino and Adrien already friends??

Gabriel’s hair

The loss of Emilie seems to be a lot more recent/present than in the series

Ohhh it’s her birthday

The lore is very interesting in this, we’re getting a lot more that wasn’t there in the show

So the miraculous have a choice in this for their holders I guess

Fu is so funny

The moon!

Was… was the black cat a coincidence? How did it get there? I don’t think it was Plagg so what was that??

So the first akumatized victim is not a child this time

There’s a ladybug too? I’m so confused

“Who saves a life saves the world” interesting that it’s more prophecy-like

I keep forgetting this is a musical

I love the beats of the theme song though

Is- is Tikki rapping???

No transformation sequence?

So she’s aware it’s a musical?

Is the yo-yo sentient???

No Adrien and Plagg intro scene?

Adrien is so funny he’s so excited to be a hero

Pretty different ladynoir dynamic, cat noir’ not immediately smitten

“A she-ro” please no

She called him Kitty!

CARELESS WHISPER???

Now he’s smitten

“Like a dream in a dream” Adrien you have to work on your lyrics

But the moon

Fart jokes? Really?

PTFAFS

Adrien going from she’s my side kick to she’s better than me in every way

Puss in boots

“I have nothing to lose” um your son??

Gabriel villain song kinda goes hard ngl

Is he making multiple villains? I’m so lost

Are they making Mr. Mime a real villain now? Not Mylene’s dad?

Also who is this pink haired lady?

“Dr. Love” Nino I love you but you’re so wrong

So Nino already has a crush on Alya and not Marinette

Aww Tom gets to hear Marinette call him the best

Only to immediately think she’s embarrassed by him

Nino losing his glasses on the ride is legit my biggest fear when going on rides

Transformation sequence!

Where did she actually transform though? She was just in the middle of the fair

They learned to work together fast

So I guess he doesn’t need to say the word cataclysm?

I love Ferris wheels rolling around scenes

Lmao Marinette really went I’ll save your life but you’re going in the dumpster

The timeline of this movie is very confusing, Nino is in love with Alya? But wasn’t it just the first day of school? Or was it just in the middle? When did Nino and Adrien meet? I have so many questions

Was the balloon thing a person? If not who created him and how?

THEME SONG!

Are we really getting all this adrienette development in a montage?? He told her about his mom, they went to the movies, they had a double date with Alya and Nino, and were barely getting it???

I love the glitter in Cat Noir’s mask

Ladynoir moment by the moon!

Marinette stood up to Chloe!

Adrien you cannot scare a person like that

The hearts in the balcony and the moon again!

I’m loving the visuals in this movie

“For the first time I feel truly free, it’s all thanks to you” my heart!

Ladynoir seems to be the main ship of the movie and I’m not mad about it

Oh my god their dance by the moon! I knew it was coming but I love it so much!

“How could I ever think she’d fall for me” Adrien stop she does love you she just doesn’t realize it’s you

Gabriel looks like shit and I’m glad to see it

I’m glad Adrien was able to stand up to him though

She actually managed to ask him out holy shit!

I mean I know it’s sad cause he rejected her but she actually managed to do it look at her!

I… did not think her shirt was a tank top this is so weird

Hawkmoth is akumatizing himself???

Careless Whisper again??? Are the writers ok??

Did they really need the takeout death?

The- the moth miraculous just… ate the ladybug miraculous???

I guess they don’t quite have cataclysm and lucky charm, their powers work a bit differently

Gabriel’s face at seeing Adrien, now you finally see what you’ve done you SOB

I’m glad they get to reconcile

So she can just… fix everything without a lucky charm??

Her dress is so pretty!

And she’s not wearing a mask!

The reveal in this is so interesting but pretty cute!

The way she took off his mask and put it on her was so freaking cute!

Really? Cut to the end right before the kiss??

So he does have Emilie in the basement?

Wait a minute I don’t think we ever got to see Chloe and Adrien interact in the movie lmao

The movie started a bit more cheesy and childish but overall they did a pretty good job of telling the story. The visuals were stunning, though the story was a bit rushed but they did a good job. There wasn’t quite enough time to develop the characters and their dynamics but they did the best they could with the time they had. The person who did Marinette’s singing voice was amazing, but I wish they found someone who sounded more like Marinette if they couldn’t use the same voice actress. The lore was a bit different but I kind of like it better than how much we started getting in later seasons, I just wish we got a bit more explanation on some things cause we don’t have the show to give us answers anymore. The only reason I feel like this ending with gabriel and Adrien works is because they didn’t have as much of an abusive relationship and he actually had a chance to redeem himself, but I’m glad he has to actually deal with the consequences. I know there are tons of fanfics about it but it’s so sad that while Marinette knew who Adrien was, he had no idea if he’d ever see Ladybug again but I’m glad that got resolved pretty quickly. I’m confused on what they want to do next cause they clearly were setting up for some kind of sequel but gabriel is already out as Hawkmoth and Nathalie only helped him during that time but I guess we’d just have to wait and see.

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The scene takes place in the world of Puss in Boots 2, in Far far away. The reader in all my one shots concerning this world is the incarnation of bad luck, they are literally just trying to go through life and enjoy however they can.

IT IS HERE THE NSFW CHAPTER LADIES AND GENTS. EAT THIS UP. Im sorry it took so long but I hope it's gonna be worth it :' D

Note: "Chiqui" is spanish pet name that means "Little one".

Part 2- Mi Pareja.

Death was a jealous entity, you got to learn this the hard way. After your first encounter, which occured now several months ago, the wolf would oftenly visit to check on you. Pretending to check if the Lloronas weren't still mad at him for stepping in their ritual and therefore would take their revenge on you. Of course, you didnt buy any of this, you were pretty sure that Las famosas Lloronas didn't hold grudges against you and they probably forgot about that accident. As they were deeply focused on the man they were hunting and not you, you just happened to be in the way. And how would any creature in Far far away dare to hold grudge against Death itself.

Right now, you were stuck in a pool of mud, your high boots now uneapperant as you had your feet deep in this. You couldn't move, and by some strike of luck, a group of men were trying to help you. Tying a rope around you waist as they were trying to pull you away. You perceived every word with crips clarity as they gave you instructions to help you get out of this mess. Hearing every scruff and octave in the men's voice, something which reassured you in some way, making you think of the voice of your protector for the past few months. You felt the rope dip under the back of your belt, scratching your skin. That hurt. But as the pression on the rope grew, the pulls too, you soon could pull out your leg of the mess. You were walking right through this shit, and soon as you came closer to the shore, a hand extended to you.

Your eyes roses, encountering the face of the guy in front of you. He had pale blue eyes, strong face features and pretty brushed golden hair. His outfit, his face and his gentle way of brigging you back on the land with soft smile, even though you cleraly looked like a mess, made you wonder if you were not in front of a prince. What prince, this you could not know. Why ? Cause there was not only one prince in Far far away. Many of them were wealthy, which was the case of the one in front of you, you assumed.

"Who are you ?" you murmured out of curiosity. You turned around, looking at the lake of mud that you just left then your eyes met those pale blue eyes that were looking at you with concern. "Oh, sorry, I completely forgot about the part where i need to be civilized. So, thank you !"

"Vania. Prince Vania. And you are ?" So he was a prince indeed. He slowly grabbed your arm pulling you on the earth, further away from the lake as he looked at the rest of the men that looked like they belonged under his orders. He was ordering them to get you something to clean your... destroyed boots. "And please dont mention it, it's normal to help anyone in distress right ?"

You nodded, forgetting totally to answer the first question. You didn't see the need in doing so. Why would a prince need to know the name of someone who was selling flowers to get by life. Right ? But his gaze never shifted, one brow arching as to ask you to, silently, once again.

"Y/N... I'm sorry sir, I have nothing to offer you, I'm a simple florist... I can't see what any of my possession could bring to your Majesty."

"Fear not my dear. I do not seek for gifts. A smile on this soft face of yours, is already plenty enough to re-pay me." Did all prince talked that way ? What a weirdo you thought. Did he really expect you to swoon like the princesses or other women might do. You let out an awkward chuckle as you slowly slide your arm away for the grasp of Vania.

Deep down, you could sense that the discussion going on right now wasn't right, it was weird. The prince in front of you didn't do anything wrong, no. And here he was kneeling in front of you as he took care of your shoes once a towel was handed to him. Did he thought of you as another potential concubine ? Please, God no. And as soon as you were about to tell him that he needed not clean your shoes that you were much capable of doing so yourself, you could hear a whistle.

No one seemed to notice it, except you. This whistle... You knew where it came from. From a place that wasn't bathing in the sunlight, coming from the muzzle of that dear.. dear wolf. You turned around, searching for him.

As the sunny day turned into piercing winds and low temperatures, like those early dusk and unforgiving pitch-black nights. Was it already that late ? You were standing, facing towards the lake of mud, your eyes searching desperatly for the silhouette of the wolf that you knew was there. You shivered and wrapped your shawl tighter around your shoulders. You needed to go back home, if he manifested his presence to you, he wasn't pleased. You turned around to look at your savior.

"I need to go back home. Thank you once again." You didn't wait for an answer as your legs decided it was time for you to go. And you ran, you needed to go back home. You knew you weren't gonna be safe there, but something inside your mind just yelled at you to go there. For what ? Find an angry wolf ? Why would he be angry for anyway ? Where was he hiding, you could feel his piercing eyes on your back, burnin two holes that didn't help you feel at ease at all. He didn't say a single word, just a simple whistle. This whistle that have heard him do with so many of death's victim. You could picture the glint in his eyes that you knew so well, going from annoyed, to neutral, to hot. This was not good for you in any way. As your mind wandered, you were running, running for your home. When you could see the field of colorful flowers appearing behind the hill, you sighed of relief, your small home resting next to the prettiest lake that might exist. You took the stairs that were leading to your nest. And once you were inside, door closed behind your back... You sighed as you let yourself slid down against the wood. You looked at your boots, taking it off rapidly to throw it to the side. Stupid muddy lake.

But as soon as you stood up, you could sense a freshness settling inside your home. A shiver ran down your spine, feeling your heart rate increase whenever you knew he was inside your home. Inside your safe walls.

"Made a friend back there Chiqui ?" and there he was, his low and raspy voice coming out of the only dark corner of the room. Could he possibly travel thanks to the shadows. You could ask him that someday. But that someday was surely not today, with how the situation was turning. Embarassment settled in your chest, why were you blaming yourself when you did nothing wrong. He just helped you.

"He just helped me... I would hardly call that befriending someone." This must have been a wrong answer considering the low growl that came out of his muzzle. To his own eyes, Death was rarely wrong, moreover was never wrong when he was angry. Which he painfully looked right now?

"Are you implying that I imagined what I saw? That kid on his knees in front of you? With his hand around your arm?" As these words came out of his snout, the wolf’s paws left the shadow in which they comforted. He approached. Dangerously. His lips retracting and that growl coming from the bottom of his throat was a clear indication of his annoyance. "His eyes scanned through you when you were facing backwards, looking for me. I shouldn’t have whistled. I should have come out of the shadows and taken the head of this cheap prince."

Fuck. You made the wrong decision, didn’t you? This is exactly what to do if you want to get murdered. Don’t scream. Don’t get angry. Let him ramble. You looked down, you knew better than look at him right in the eyes when he was angry. It scared you.. Not a lot but a little, probably a natural instinct to fear what was created to end one's life.

Fuck. Miercoles...

But Death wouldn't take you right ? Not because of some misunderstanding. He cared about you. But that behavior awfully looked like a...

Territorial behavior.

It’s just two words, but the implications behind it make your lungs constrict and your heart race. Other adjectives spring up around it, bringing a wave of excitement with them.

Territorial. Possessive. Jealous. You were probably just thinking it right now. Sure Death has been following you around like a shadow those past few weeks. You were awfully suspiscious about that behavior. You even joked about it, but now.. Now he seemed more agressive than usual. And you would be damned but it did aroused you. Well.. Still does.

"Chiqui ?"

He called out, and as you rose your eyes from the floor, the wolf was now in front of you. Did he call for you prior to that ? Wait, he was really close. His eyes were looking right throught you, those white pupils locking into yours. There he was, doing it again.. Reading right through you. And right now ? You were pathetic. Patetically blushing head over heels as you realised your arousal over the wolf in front of you and his display of possessivity.

His muzzle opened, but no voice came out of it. You raise your eyes to look at the wolf ashamed of the feelings curling up inside you right in the moment. And you could have sworn, you saw his eyes darken for a moment. And before you could say anything to defend or ask what was he on about.

"Me vas a volver loco." he breathed in a strained voice as if he was holding himself back. Holding himself from launching onto you.

You will drive me mad, that's what he said. And you murmured back, in that splendid language that was spanish, that he already did that to you. Hearing you speak in your native language always made him stop for a moment. His chest halting as if Death was catching its breath.

“How much do you like this shirt?” he asks, voice lower and more gruff than he probably intended.

“Not much.”

And just like that it shreds with a quick jerk of his claws, and the pieces land somewhere near the corner of the room as he tosses them aside with a careless flick. Some yelp left your mouth, and yet as you should feel afraid.. Embarassed to be half bare in front of him, you didn't try to hide away. You swore that as he looked at you, you saw his throat boped.

You shake your head and laugh softly, trying to ease the tension that was building inside of you as you got shyer and shyer because of his gaze on your body “I feel like some kind of sacrifice in front you like this.”

His blood races, and his muzzle that was above you a few moments ago fell into your neck as his tongue licked that sweet skin of yours. You gasped, but dont try to lean away from the wanted touch. Feeling the teeth brushing on each other side of your throat, when his hands were now roaming over your body hurrying themselves to get you off those layers.

“A worthy offering,” he says, unwrapping that tissu belt and your pants as if you were his most precious treasure. “Any entity would be pleased with such a gift.”

You come to him willingly, eagerly, running your hands over the back of the wolf, nuzzling your fingers inside the white furr. Pressed against his body, the warmth of your body warming up his cold one, as his mouth left your throat to nibble on your ear.

“What about...Hm. A terrible, fearsome monster? Would I make a worthy sacrifice for him, too?”

“That depends on whether you were a willing tribute.” he answered as he stopped himself from nibbling the rest of your body.

“And if I was?”

“If you were, Chiqui…” he says, as his hands slides now on your bear cheeks to carry you towards what was your bed. “Then I would have no choice but to worship you.”

The words are low and rumbling, spoken into the soft skin of your inner thigh as he inches closer and closer to your inner thighs. You gasps again and shifts for him, opens for him, trembling with anticipation. Never you would have thought to see The so feared wolf between your thighs, ready to devour you. And with the first swipe of his tongue over your warm, swollen flesh, you cry out and arches against his hold.

The sight of you struggling to keep your voice to yourself, and those thighs closed is more erotic than anything he ever could have imagined. Wrapped around you soft, plush body, squeezing you tight, keeping you still when you buck and writh with pleasure, it draws on that same dark instinct howling up from the bottom of his soul.

A word keeps repeating in his head, like a mantra as his muzzle devour you, making a wet mess of yourself.

Claim you.

But he was settling for devouring you instead, savoring the offering you bring to him so sweetly.

The taste of you only stokes those instincts higher, stronger, closer to the brink of blissful oblivion. Something he never dared to imagine as he was...Death himself. And you were nothing but a beautiful alive being. Your thighs bracket the sides of his head, pushing against his soft furr and he grunts in approval, tightening his grip on you and sinking his fingertips into the curve of your ass.

You were both lost in the moment, him not caring for the claws of his back paws clawing at the floor and leaving marks in the wood. And you not caring enough to keep your voice down as you were riding, the soft sensation of his tongue and teeth literally eating you out.

Knock knock.

That caught you off-guard. You both stopped, looking at each others. The ears of the white wolf perking at the top of his head. Before you could see a frown appear on his face, a growl pushing its way behind his teeth. Unhappy. Who was-

"Darling are you okay ?"

Wait.. That voice. You were pretty sure you recognize it. It was the prince from earlier. Did he follow you here ? Did hear you ? Wait. Darling ? That nickname was revolting. The face of the wolf raising from between your thighs, as his tongue passes upon his upper lip, a growl settling in the back of his throat. Not a desiring growl, but a threatening one. That was not good, your legs grabbed him in place, crossing behind his neck. Blocking him.

"Chi-"

"I'm quite busy at the moment ! Could you please go away." you ask in a strangled voice as you were slowly coming down from your high state. You didn't really catch what he answered you cause the next moment Death's tongue was back on you. It doesn’t take long until your body is taut and straining again, cries wishing to grow louder and more insistent. Mostly when the wolf between your thighs pushes against that sweet sweet spot. And yet you could hear that SO annoying voice coming from behind the door.

"Desaparece cabron !" You yelled, ash he stroked and eased you through every spasm of your climax, keeping you firmly held on the bed as you were doing for him, coming apart against his tongue.

Stars. You were seeing stars, literally. A laugh rumbling between your thighs, as you looked down at Death sliding his thumb to collect the rest of you on his lip. When you were finally settling down, your thighs were freeing the man you had in a choke hold.

"If I only knew you could curse like that."

"Is he gone..?" You breath out.

"Por favor, don't mention him ever again. He is far. Now it's my time. And I need to know, one important thing."

You looked at him frowning, wondering what could he possibly ask in that moment. You pray, please no more question about if they were friends or not..

“How much of me do you want, Chiqui?”

How much ? You asked yourself that question a while back. You were looking at Death's back as he was walking in front of you in some dark forest, two months ago. The spores of some mushrooms in the environment making your imagination run wild. You wondered if he knew already back then.. You pictured him above you, licking his teeth like he often does when he is about to eat up a meal you prepared. Hungry or impatient... You couldn't say. And you would look down at his inner thigh, cheeks growing hot. Would you like that ?

The answer doesn't come right away, Death wondering if you were unsure. But his eyes wandered, looking at your still moving hips, chasing the pleasure he was more than willing to give you. When he pressed his teeth into you skin in a small reminder, though, you gaze up so lustfully up at him.

And fuck, were you beautiful, once again you could see his chest raise. Your eyes glazed with pleasure, lips parted on a gasp, cheeks flushed.

“All of you,” you whisper. “I want all of you, Death.”

His answering groan echoes in the room. Leaving you breathless, you could almost taste the anticipation and the craving in the air.

“Are you sure?”

Soflty, your hands run through the puff of his cheeks. Your fingers ruffling the white hair. And your look gave the answer, you were looking at him like he ever wanted you to look at him since he first laid his preying eyes on you.

Maybe it’s what he always needed. Someone to be patient with him. Someone to be dedicated to him.

He has now a hand on each of your thighs, holding you open, as he raised from the floor, towering you down, one knee resting now on the bed.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” You breathe. “Yes, I trust you.”

One hand leaves your thigh, catching your chin between his fingers, tipping your head forward. “Look down, Y/N. See what you do to me.”

Between your legs, you could see his cock, hard and pulsing against your damp thigh (wait when did he get rid of his pants), you could feel the red rushing to your cheeks. That was...big. And it didn't look like any human male sex you had ever seen.

Not like you intentionally seen lots of them.

A laugh echoes in the room, while the wolf deciphers the expression you display. His face regaining its previous poise, his mouth opening and laying his fangs around your throat. Slowly, the fingers that had explored your entrance find their place again to continue this work of relaxation. He and you both knew that if you weren’t relaxed enough, this whole thing could be a lot more painful than either of you wanted. You push your head back, resting on the matress within a soft moan.

“That’s it,” The wolf grates out when you bear down and shift open to take him deeper. “Just like that, Chiqui.”

You could feel his voice rumble against your throat as he slides his tongue against you skin once again. Pressing his jaw around you, catching your breath. Enough pressure to cut your breath when you took too deep breaths. As warmth floods through you with his graveled praise. Warmth and trust and painfully sweet tenderness that only ratchets up every other sensation.

The feeling of Death’s fingers breaching you, filling you, diving deep and branding you from the inside out, is like absolutely nothing You’ve ever felt before. Pulsing and alive?, twisting and shifting and fitting itself to the shape of you. And you could feel him grind against your thigh, trying to releave some of that build up tension in between his legs.

“So mesmerizing. Do you think you can take some more?”

He asked as he pulled his teeth away, locking his gaze into yours. You nod, but he brings his free hand up to cup your chin, tilting your head up toward him.

“Let me hear your words.”

“Yes! I want more. Por favor.”

“Ask, and it’s yours,” he rasps, and pushes in another finger that makes you gasp.

Your thighs shake from the impossible, building waves of pleasure and the Wolf tightens his hold on you, spreading you even wider as his three rather larger fingers dives deep and retreats.

His knotted cock bumps up against your inner thigh, and a small pulse of uncertainty moves through you. You had no idea how you were going to take all that. Long, thick, and already weeping from the tip, your core tightens just looking at it.

Death seems to read your hesitation as if you were an open book in front of him, because he leans in to whisper low and dark into your ear.

“I’ll make sure you’re ready for me, Chiqui.”

Inside of you, the fingers he’s impaled you on shifts and twists, growing thicker somehow as he spreads them. The stretch of it boarders on too much, making you squirm and moan and press back against him, but you are not about to ask him to stop. When you tangle your hands into his furr and pull his head forward to claim his mouth, he growls and presses even deeper, fitting himself against the spot he drove you wild with just a few minutes ago.

There, right there, hitting that sensitive spot inside and ripping another scream from you as you climax crests and breaks. He works you through every spasm, drawing the pleasure out until you are half-certain you are going to pass out from it.

"Death-"

Your words cut off at his sharp growl and his tongue crashes past your lips. He’s ravenous as he strokes his tongue deep, hand on your throat, keeping you pinned in place. And when he notches his cock against your entrance, the clawing need to have him inside steals your breath.

Death breaks the kiss and looks down. Expression hungry, an animalistic growl, he watches himself nudge against you once, twice, before sliding the blunted tip inside.

Just that—just the smallest part of him—is already enough to make you feel stretched and full. His shuddering breath breaks against your shoulder as he drives his hips forward another inch, then another, until you are meeting him thrust for gentle thrust, groaning at the impossible feel of him sliding deeper.

“Dios,” he says. “Déjame tomarme mi tiempo contigo. Me estás absorbiendo.”

You hear him, but with each inch gained you are getting more impatient. Letting out a small moan of protest, you shift your hips, straining to take more of him, and his answering growl rumbles all the way through you.

“Greedy. So greedy, my Y/N. Shall I be merciful and give you what you want?”

“Please,” You gasp. "Por favor, deja-"

You don’t get to finish begging.

With a powerful upward thrust, he fills you up entirely and wrenches a ragged scream from the back of your throat. He’s there, bottomed out, sunk to the hilt in you. You are stretched so full that for a few long moments all you can do is drop your head back against the bed and close your eyes, trying to adjust to the feel of him.

“Bellissima,” he murmurs, rolling his hips in a way that makes another moan rasp from your throat. “Look at you taking me so well, my mate.”

Mate. You knew that was a language used between wolves. Inside a pack... A mate is a partner. A partner for life. You knew thanks to that , that Death is mindless at this point, too far gone into the magic being woven between the two of you to think about what he’s saying.

When you look down and see yourself stretched around him, feel the insistent pulse of him inside of you and the light press of his teeth against your neck, searching a way for the back of it, there’s no part of you that shies away from that word.

My mate.

It’s not enough, not nearly enough. Reaching up to wrap an arm around his neck for leverage, you grind into his thrusts and move restlessly against him, begging for more. More pleasure. More touch. More of the wild, incredible feel of him.

You must moan at least some of it out loud, because he growls low in his throat. “You need more from me, Chiqui?”

“Yes! Please.”

When he pulls out of you, you cry out sharply in protest. It’s only a couple of seconds, though, before he’s got you turned around and pushed up against the cotton of the sheets,his teeth finds the back of your neck, sending a shiver down your body, his hand pressing you into the bed, as he slams back into you.

It’s more intense than before, heavier, deeper. You don't know if that was the bite at the back of your neck that was driving you to madness, or the feeling of his knot pushing inside you. Stretching you to the maximum, making you scream his name. It was burning you up from the inside out until it breaks with a ferocity that blanks your vision out for a few long, ecstatic moments.

He comes just after you do, driving deep and exploding in you, locked by his knot, with a wash of heat that makes your belly flutter and your body go lax under his.

You obviously had a hard time coming down from that feeling you just had. But so did he. The erastic breathing that you could feel against your neck as the fangs did not let go, brought you little by little back to the world of the living. Soon you could hear the movement whipping the air from the wolf’s tail. Then the bed began to crack. Death let go of your neck, the moment the creak reach his ears, he was leaning to hard on the bed, and was about to break it.

Slowly, you could feel his weight lifting up from you, and his tongue running on the mark and the droplets of blood he left behind. A soft sigh left your lips as you could feel the knot of the male above you softening and he could finally pull out.

And as slowly, he reaches down to take your numb body against him, his nose nuzzling against your jaw just under your ear his a soft hum.

"You smell like me."

A small laugh escpaed your lips. You surely didn't expect that to come out first. You were relaxed in his arms, completely sated, andhe couldn't help but internally purr in pleasure to see you so undone. And a smile even peeked out at the sound of your laugh.

His mate. Satisfied. Happy. Utterly fucked-out and his.

"You reeked of the kid earlier. I thought I was going to lose my mind." he growled against your ear, flattening his ears back at the thought surely bothering him again.

"Feels like you did."

Despite your laugh, the wolf growls at the mockery. "It is not a mistake, Chiqui. You are mine. And now... Everybody will know that Death itself maked you."

Oh... And here you go blushing again, and it was his turn to laugh.

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SPOILERS FOR KUNG FU PANDA 4

This is a massive rant btw. I have a lot of thoughts about this movie

(TW: Bad spelling and not remembering any names 💀)

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Yh so I'm ranting rn

Like it was good, but not great 🕴️. Does not compare to the first 2, DEFINITELY not the second one, that one was just 🙌🏽 . And u know, that's ok, it's hard to pull a puss in boots and do better than the originals, but still the movie was lack luster

These are my points for why:

1. Plot was SO obvious. As soon as I saw that fox I knew she d be the new dragon warrior, cuz yh. Just obvious. And you know what? I wouldv been fine with that if they developed her character more. Like her bond with po SHOULDV been developed SO MUCH MORE. It felt like their whole dynamic was she was sarcastic and he went 🥺 n that's it. Like, why couldn't they have bonded more on them both being orphans ? How she feels unwanted because the world has rejected her and KEEPS rejecting her, but Po (who has gone thru a very similar thing) can teach her that yes that may be true, but that won't always be the case and once she finds her found family she can feel accepted, just like what happens to Po.

2. The villain and her daughter - so much potential but not enough done for them. Like just. I loved their dynamic, just SO MICH POTENTIAL BUT NOT ENOUGH GIVEN. There was one flashback of them meeting. That's it. There was basically only r4 interactions between them aswell: the betrayal scene, the "I'm using you" scene,the flashback and the final fight. And in NONE of these does it show how strong of a connection they have what about their relationship makes the fox betray Poe for the chameleon??? I wish we had a shi fu and tai lung type flashback where it showed the chameleon raising her and them developing a bond so that we know how hard it is for the fox to go against her orders

3. The villain herself - what motive ? U cannot convince me that "I'm evil because all the kung fu masters rejected me because I was too small" WHEN THERES A SNAKE THE SAME SIZE AS HER AND A F*CKING BUG WHO ARE BOTH AMAZING KUNG FU WARRIORS . like no. Just no. Someone would accepted her. U can't use her size as a reason for her becoming evil, just no. Instead, why not explain her reason being that she was poor/living in the streets ? A large portion of the movie is set around how there's a large group underground who have turned to crime, and poverty is often rampant in cities, so why not use that ? It also allows her to bond more with the fox as they have the same upbringing, but instead the chameleon was never able to get past how no one helped her and everyone rejected her, whilst the fox is able to accept where she is and find ppl who will accept her. Then they could've had a rlly impactful scene in the end where the fox accepts change and wanted the chameleon to change with her because SHE loves her and would fight for her, mother daughter style. Like writing that out just rlly made me think about how much they missed the mark, almost all 3 KFP movies are about father-son bonds, this movie could've had an impactful mother-daughter bond n it blew it 😩. So yh, I don't think the villains motive was fleshed out enough, I just don't think that her being small should have been the main centre for her character. Compare her to all the past villains, her motive is too simple and not developed enough

4. Tai lung and shen. NOT USED ENOUGH. How dare u bring those GODS OF VILLAISN back and not use them properly. And also have Po barely be surprised about them . SHEN IS THE MAN THAT COMMITTED MASS GENOCIDE AGAINST UR SPECIES, KILLED UR MOTHER AND LEFT U AN ORPHAN, Y R U NOT SHOCKED OR WORRIED THAT HE S HERE. And on top of that, ain't no what that peacock would simply bow and go " 🙂" and leave. He ain't bowing to Po, why would he respect him ? Shen doesn't CARE about being the dragon warrior, that wasnt his calling or whatever. Like, i could hav accepted it if he at least had a sentence apologizing for his actions, just ANYTHING that explains why he s so calm. I'm not angry that he is calm, I'm angry that it wasn't explained 🕴️(and tbh, I don't even think he needed a redemption arc much. He did horrible stuff, yes he has trauma, doesn't explain his actions. His death was a result of his arrogance and karma for his actions, I just think his character was fine (stressing him as a character was well written) the way it is, of anything this movie and taken away from his character )

And tai lung. Most of his character in this was comedy. And him going from "you are a mistake🙄" to "actually ur not a mistake 😏" within 10 minutes was annoying. I wish there was more interaction between him and Po. Then fighting together, bonding. Have them BOTH grow to move on from the title of dragon warrior together, since that title is such a grand part of both of their identities that they both have had a tough time letting go of. Once again, I'm not angry that he made jokes n was acting goofy (that was fun, I liked that), I'm annoyed that the movie didn't explain or provide context for why he was able to get over his past feelings and beliefs.

I can understand that they died and were able to let go of their actions in their mortal life, i just wish that it was addressed or properly shown. Especially shen, in his last moments he was given the chance to fess up n be good and he still refused. Bro died with u finished business, I would like to see how he came to terms with that or at least hav it b addressed

Overall, the bringing back of the past VILLAISN was fumbled. So much potential, but not used and on top of that it just kinda makes a joke of them and their original actions.

--> quick add on that I just remembered. Where r the five ? Like, I understand that they could've get the actors back or whatever. Ok find. But why not hav the chameleon capture all of them at the start and then they remain captured/past out/in a coma the rest of the movie until they R rescued :/. Like. That's such a better way of writing them out cuz a. It gives Poe even more incentive to want to take down the chameleon B. It makes the chameleon a much more threatening villain, cuz all the chameleon does in this movie is push one dude down some stairs, and then bring back so dead ppl, lick them n put them in a cage 🕴️. I would appreciate more stakes. ALSO PO SHOULDV TALKED ABOUT HIS FRIENDSHIP WITH THE 5 MORE, cuz this guy is a yapper, ain't no way he ain't talking bout them. It couldv once again been a way he bonded with the fox, if both of them had looked up to the 5 or something like that, or maybe even just about how Po can't wait to accept the fox into his found family

ANOTHER SIDE NOTE: wish they developed po and the foxes friendship. I might hav said this b4, I hav bad memory. Just there could've been more bonding , wish there was but alas 😪

5. Poe s trauma ? Now, I'm a psychology student. I love seeing mental health and depth show in movies so I kno I'm being a bit picky. I just wished that we could see more of Poe coming to terms of all the stuff that has happened to him. Or at least referenceing it. I just think that he was way too jokey and light hearted the whole time. Like, there was a scene where fireworks suddenly went off next to him. I wish he flinched or anything like that, since fireworks were such a big thing (almost a trigger) for him in the first movie because of the mass killing of his species by shen. Like, even if he has gotten over it all, it would have been great to have him reference everything he s been through. It could hav been one of the things he bonded over with the fox, how yes, times get tough but you can get thru it if u r supported by the right people

Like tbh I think it wouldv been rlly cool if this movie focused on love :both the healthy and toxic types. Bringing back old villains can reference old baggage , like the toxic love between tai lung and shi fu, and the chameleon and the fox. It could be about breaking those toxic habits and changing to move past them and let the last go. Po couldv acted as the message of that, he could show his surroundings characters how to let go of the past to move on to a better future . Like, after everything he s been through that wouldv been so impactful.

Overall, just a lot of missed potentials in this movie. Still liked it tho. So here are some things I liked.

Visuals: fun visuals . Tho I do think some of the scenery wasn't as memorable as previous movies. Like comparing this villains hideout (wrong word but oh well) to shens, shens is so much more memorable and impactful. Looking at it you feel intimidated. In this movie, not so much. But it was still very pretty and u can tell some hard work went behind it, had some great animations, very smoothe, so yh :)

VIOLA DAVIS AS THE CHAMELEON 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 LOVE HER, LOVE THE VOICE ACTING JUST 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽 like, the chameleon wasn't fleshed out as much as I'd hoped, but I still love her because I can FEEL that's she could be AMAZING cuz everything else was great except for the lack of backstory. Like I love her power, I love her character design, I love her voice .

The gay dad's 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 I loved them. Highlight of the movie for me🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 every scene I saw them I smiled. I just loved them so much, that was so cute, I love how they cared about Po so much AND CARED ABOUT EACH OTHER!! That was so cute. Loved that so much. I would watch an entire movie of them cuz just 🙌🏽🙌🏽 loved them so much.

So yh, that's it. Gonna go rewatch all the other movies now

#kfp 4 #kung fu panda #tai lung #lord shen #master shifu #shifu #the chameleon

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Hola despacito puss n boots, can i request the reader is like la muerte from the book of life except of being with balbi she's very much single and ready to mingle, i just thought of this while re watching the movie and thinked it would be cool to see a OP beautiful reader😋

-Y/N, known throughout the world as La Muerte or La Catrina, was a stunning beauty. Graceful, elegant, a kind and just heart, watching over her section of the Land of the Dead, she was truly a leader, through and through.

-A beautiful, but massive, hat adorned with candles and the most beautiful marigolds was what most saw first, as it was her main focal point, but once past the majesty of the hat, all were able to behold her beauty.

-A thin woman with curves in all the right places, long flowering dark hair, flaming gold eyes that pierced through the darkness, her makeup beautifully decorating her features to make her face look like her precious sugar skulls, a long flowing red dress adorned with more, but smaller, marigolds, the pure definition of beauty.

-But don’t let her pretty face and kind nature fool you, Y/N was regarded as one of the strongest in the Land of the Dead, and there were many others around Valhalla who knew not to cross her.

-She doted on those who resided in her land, from other gods of the same culture to the humans who had been brought to her domain, chosen by the valkyries as notable warriors.

-Once a year, on Día de los Muertos, known elsewhere as the Day of the Dead, Y/N uses her powers to bridge the gap between Valhalla and Earth, so those in her domain can visit their families.

-Many gods thought that you were a bit odd for doing something like this for humans, but your wise words resonated with them when asked, “We are gods because we are remembered, just as they are lost loved ones who have those remember them. If none remember us, as gods or as beings ourselves, then we are nothing. Being remembered is important.”

-The biggest shock about you however, was that despite your beauty, your power, everything that was you, YOU WERE SINGLE!!!

-Many gods have tried courting you in the past but you’ve always rejected them, letting them down gently, unless if they got forceful with you, that’s when they learned how powerful you truly could be.

-You just never thought about dating before, sure there were plenty of attractive candidates around, you looked at them like any other woman would, but you always chose your duty over your heart.

-However, after so many years and seeing couples all around you, some good and some bad, you started to feel an ache in your chest, a longing of sorts.

-You made the decision that you were finally ready to date!!

-At the next massive party hosted by the gods, being held in the Hindu pantheon, you chose to attend. You weren’t a normal attendee, choosing to only come once in a while, but you were well received by those who did know you.

-To those who didn’t know you, at least what you looked like, were stunned them stiff when you walked in, an air of warmth but also mystery surrounding you as you smiled at those who came to greet you.

-The party was wonderful, you got to try some interesting new foods and you drank several cocky gods under the table and you didn’t feel any of the booze you ingested, not even a tiny bit.

-Shiva had his arms folded, a grin on his face as he watched you speaking kindly to his son, Ganesha, as well as his three wives, Parvati, Kali, and Durga, the four of you conversing warmly with each other.

-He felt a bump against his arm and he was surprised to see Rudra there, staring at the same thing, only his eyes were focused only on you, you were so unique but so beautiful, he couldn’t look away, “Oi Shiva, who’s that?”

-Shiva felt the grin coming to his lips almost instantly, “Oh~~ that’s Y/N, but most know her by her true name, La Muerte, she’s a goddess of death over in the Latin pantheon.”

-His eyes went huge, gawking as he turned, “That’s La Muerte?! She doesn’t look like anything I’ve heard from others.”

-Shiva couldn’t keep the gremlin inside him from coming out, “I can introduce the two of you.” Rudra instantly blushed, knowing he had been caught, sputtering lightly before he was quick to reject his friend, “No-no thanks, I’m good, I’m not-”

-A new voice cut off their conversation, Ganesha, holding your hand, pulling you over, “Papa-papa! Look at the flowers Miss Y/N gave to me!!” his arms were full of brightly colored marigolds and Shiva couldn’t help but grin, putting his hand on his son’s head, “They’re beautiful Ganesha! Thank you Y/N.”

-You just smiled warmly at Shiva, “It’s no trouble at all, Lord Shiva. Oh- I apologize, we haven’t met. I am La Muerte, or La Catrina, but most gods know me as Y/N.” you had turned to Rudra who froze, his face quickly turning red before he saw Shiva smirking at him and he turned, folding his arms, suddenly, pouting.

-You were surprised that he turned from you until you saw his flushed ears as Shiva cackled in delight, “This is Rudra, God of Storms, and the closest thing I have to a brother.”

-Rudra tried to keep his face even, hearing the praise but you both saw the steam coming from his head as he flushed even more, which got Shiva howling with laughter and the two were quickly locked up, grappling with each other, Shiva teasing him and Rudra demanding that he stop.

-You found Rudra… interesting, he was very unique, compared to what you normally see in your corner of Valhalla, but at the same time, you felt a pull of sorts, an attraction.

-Once the two grappling men parted, after having a full out brawl until Shiva’s wives intervened, scolding the both of them, you decided to make your exit, for the day at least.

-You approached by Rudra, who froze, your eyes meeting and you smiled, reaching up to cup his cheek gently, but said nothing.

-You left him stunned and he felt something on his ear and he lifted his hand to find a red marigold that you had placed there.

-He looked after you, seeing the candles burning brightly on your massive hat, and he felt the same sense of longing towards you.

-He fist-bumped Shiva who walked by only second later.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror rudra

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dreemurr-skelememer · 4 months

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warning for me talking abt canon dreamtale, but

I'm pretty sure joku walked back on the whole "nm is a bigot" thing after she got backlash for it. but it doesn't rlly matter because as long as nm is someone who wants to only spread negativity and hate, he will be a bigot no matter what.

if he decides to torment a trans person by being heinously trabsphobic, he'd be a bigot regardless of if he *personally* gives a shit about trans people or not. (idt he'd do this primarily, torture can be done in a lot of ways, but you cannot tell me he wouldn't be transphobic during torturing someone if it's a vulnerability of theirs (which it is for a lot of people, which he'd probably know.)) him being trans (which he canonically is, that or intersex, hard to tell since joku isn't the most clear) wouldn't stop him because yeah, he DOESN'T care about hurting a trans person more than a cis person, like, he just doesn't gaf.

like, think of those kinds of people who "hate everyone" and then shit on minorities. They're still bigots and pieces of shit regardless of if they "hate equally" or not.

altho idgaf about canon nm, I think him being a total POS works fine (irredeamable villians are sooo fun, think jack from puss n boots) but... the way he and the world around him (especially the world around him) is written absolutely RUINS that for me.

EXACTLYYYYYYY

#no other commentary dove gets me like nobody else #aoartmthebitxh

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allthenamesithinkofaretaken · 1 year

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There Was an Attempt:

Looking For Answers Pt. 2

Death/Muerte (Puss in Boots) x Immortal! Reader

(Slight romance in the end (if you could call it that), but mostly just MC hanging out with Team Friendship. Enjoy!)

“So I am guessing that you and Lobo are working together?” Puss tilts his head to the side, sat in one of the tables near the counter, cradling a shot of leche in his hands as she wiped down the last few of the remaining cups she’d washed. “I mean, this is your pub, right? The only way you would’ve allowed us to stay is if you knew the exact reason why.”

“Didn’t take you for being quite the detective,” she rolls her eyes, sarcasm dripping in her tone and yet she couldn’t help but find a small smile tugging up her lips. She couldn’t deny it, the sight of two cats and a dog sitting together at a table was undeniably adorable. And also a great way to start a joke, she supposes. “But ‘working together’ is… not the right word for it.”

“What is it then?” Puss spoke through a laugh of disbelief.

“Oh! Is it friends?” Perrito suggested.

“Acquaintances?” Kitty added, and (Y/n) tilted her head towards Kitty’s answer.

“That’s more like it,” she huffed, throwing the towel over her shoulder before walking towards their table and grabbing their cups. “But what I really want to know is how you guys know him.”

Puss lets out a huff, eyes growing wide as he did so, his paws tapping against the table.

“I’m guessing it has something to do with you?” She suggested, and the look on the orange cat’s face said it all, a small chuckle pushing past her lips as she settled onto one of the chairs of the table right next to Perrito. “Come on, it’ll be a while before Muerte gets back, so how about a story to start this off?”

“Where is he anyway?” Kitty arches a brow, and (Y/n)’s first thought was that Muerte had gone back to finishing what he had started with that man earlier. Most likely what he had gone to do seeing that he was ecstatic to leave just a few minutes ago.

“He’s… probably out there doing his job,” she decides to answer with a shrug. Kitty’s eyes squinted at the pause, but decided to leave it at that as she turns back to Puss.

“Well, who wants to start?” Kitty asks, and immediately, Perrito jumps at the table with an excited grin.

“Oh! I do!” The entire table laughed at his energy, always optimistic and energized, even if it was the dead of night. Perrito turns to her, pointing a paw at her chest. “Tell me-- do you know of the Wishing Star?”

“The Wishing Star?” She parrots, racking her brain for anything she might’ve heard about it. “Well is it a recent fairytale sort of thing? This is a small town, so we get most of the fairytale books late, hell, even news around what happens in the world often comes by late.”

“Really?” Puss looks at her with bewilderment, “So you’ve never heard of us?”

“I know of you,” she replies, “I said the news comes in late, not never. I’m well aware of who Team Friendship is.”

The two cats groaned at the name, and Perrito only squealed out in laughter at it. “See! I told you guys it’ll catch on!”

“It’s still a ridiculous name,” Kitty grumbled.

“I agree,” Puss hummed.

“Back to the Wishing Star,” she decides to steer the conversation back to where it was originally headed, taking note of the ticking clock a few ways away to her left. “What about it?”

“Well that’s where our adventure started!” Perrito starts, and so the story goes on. Perrito mostly leads the telling of the story, with bits and pieces being cut off as Puss decides to take over for his side of the story, and then Kitty occasionally butting in for her own perspective. It was a riveting adventure, and she could tell that it was what brought the three together. There were also times where she heard Puss’ side of the story that involved Muerte that even brought her to fear him just a little bit.

At some point, they all started to talk about wishes and whatnot, telling stories of what each of their wishes could be and even being truthful about why they seeked The Wishing Star in the first place. When Puss and Kitty had shared theirs, Perrito turned to her.

“What about you? If you had a wish, what would it be?” Perrito looked at her with awaiting eyes, and she could feel the others start to wait as well. Now that’s a tough question, she thought, pursing her lips as she looked at her hands, fingers tapping against the table. Would she wish for her death? Most likely, but the moment that the thought had entered her mind, it left a bitter taste in her mouth and a sour expression on her face that caused Perrito to look at her with worry.

“It’s a difficult question,” she starts with an unsure look on her face, bringing an empty cup towards her and fiddling with it to busy herself as she thought. “I’ve only ever truly wanted one thing in my life,” she spoke to ease the awkwardness of silence that rose. “But now I’m not so sure I actually do want it.”

“Wishes change,” Puss starts, a far away look on his face as he twirls his drink in his hand. “Believe me, I know.”

“Sometimes those wishes turn out to have been right in front of you the whole time.” Kitty adds, looking up at her with a smile, lightly hitting her shoulder in a playful manner. “Maybe it’s either of those things, who knows? What’s your wish anyway?”

She opens her mouth, but found herself stopping midway as she pulled a grin onto her face. “Can’t tell you. Something about birthday wish rules and how it won’t come true and all that.”

The three roll their eyes at her words, already having heard of them before.

It wasn’t until later did Muerte walk back inside the pub, a satisfied look on his face as his tongue licked his teeth, a hum rumbling from deep within his throat that (Y/n) swore caused a shiver to run down her spine.

“What a hunt to end the day with, huh?” He turns to the three, sheathing his sickles on his leather belt and taking a seat between (Y/n) and Perrito (who wasn’t really sitting at the chair but rather on the table itself). "Now, what do you think? Any ideas as to solve our little problem here?"

"Gee, thanks for calling me a problem, sure does help my self esteem there, " she sarcastically retorted with a snort, and he huffed out a laugh. Puss and Kitty looked to the side, unsure of how to tell Muerte that they had been chatting the entire time.

It turns out their silence was all the answer Muerte needed, his eyes half lidding before a hand comes up to run down the top of his head to his eyes, a groan pushing past his lips.

" Don't tell me you four just chatted the entire time I was gone, " he grumbled, and the four made awkward noises as they looked away from him with guilty looks on their faces.

Muerte muttered in Spanish under his breath something ong the lines of, 'This group will be the death of me', leaning back on the chair and rubbing his eyes in irritation before collecting himself, straightening his back and folding his hands in front of him on the surface of the table.

"Well now that I'm here let's not waste any more time, shall we?"

And so they didn't. Muerte let (Y/n) be the one to explain things to them, from her immortality to the way no other weapon could tear through her skin or make her bleed.

"Have you tried drowning?" Puss suggested out of the blue, Kitty hitting him in the chest with a disgruntled expression. "Ow! Hey! I was just curious! I mean, she can't die from weapons then what about deaths that can't be caused by weapons?"

She shook her head, an awkward smile tugging up at her lips. "I've… tried. It's just… really painful and just causes me to puke water for the upcoming days." She explained, eyes blinking fast as if the memory itself causes her pain. "I'll also feel like my lungs are being set on fire every time I breathe."

"What about leeches? You can't die from them, but I'm just curious as to if they stick to you?" Kitty was next to ask, and she cringed at the thought of one of those bloodsucking worm things.

" I don't even want to get anywhere near those things. "

" What about burning alive? "

She flinched. " No. Haven't tried. Will not try. Seeing that drowning already hurts like hell, I don't even want to know about burning. "

" Good point."

Muerte groaned, slamming a hand down on the table and causing it to rattle, everyone flinching as he huffs.

" This is not helping!"

" It's not like we'll come up with an answer straight away! I mean what did you expect? " Kitty huffed," If you're asking me, I think you're the one that has more knowledge about this than we do."

"Unfortunately, I don't. But even if I ask The Fates— I'd be dead long before they give me a straight answer instead of one of their confusing riddles. "

" Well we did solve the way to the Wishing Star through riddles, didn't we?" Puss turned to Kitty, who shrugged and motioned her hand in a 50/50 sort of way.

"The riddles to the Wishing Star were straightforward, I doubt The Fates' would be the same. "

" She's right," Muerte huffed." They haven't even told me the riddle and yet I could feel a headache already coming in. "

" But the Fates' riddles are better than nothing, " Kitty shrugged." And we're heading to Far Far Away anyways. There are plenty of fairytale creatures that could help— and if we're lucky, the solution to our problem might already be there when we solve it."

Just the thought of that made her stomach churn, though she couldn't tell whether it was from excitement or fear. All she knew was that the more she realized that they were getting closer and closer to getting what she thought she wanted, the more her heart ached and her stomach grumbled and threatened to puke all the contents it had inside.

"Excuse me," She stood from her seat, the scraping of her chair rendering the group to silence. Muerte's eyes and hers meet, and she gives him a small smile. "I just… need some fresh air."

She didn't let anyone get the chance to retort as she turned and headed out to the front of the pub, shutting the door gently behind her before taking a seat in one of the wooden benches on the side, her shoulders slumping as she leans forward, elbows on her knees and propping her head up in her hands as she shut her eyes tight, gulping down the lump that had been forming in her throat.

“When I asked earlier what your wish would be…” she hears Perrito's voice break the silence and she turns towards him with an exhausted look on her face, her heart aching at the sight of sadness in the little dog’s eyes. “Were you going to say you were going to wish for your death?”

She didn’t speak, but her silence spoke enough volumes for the little dog. She feels him nudge her hand, and she looks back down to find him beside her on the bench and placing his chin on top of her thigh, big doe eyes looking up at her. She sighed, nodding her head.

“You know, I can understand wishing for more lives like Puss but… I don’t think I can understand why you would want to die when there’s so much more of the world left to explore.” Perrito spoke, his voice dripping with that usual optimism she’s always heard him talk with, unable to help a small laugh to push past her lips.

“Oh Perrito,” she sighed, shutting her eyes. “It’s just that… the thing with being immortal is that it keeps going on forever, even when you know you’re supposed to be gone. But you’re still here, and you can’t do anything about it because nothing in this world can kill you no matter how many times you try.

“Even if all your friends and family and loved ones have all passed, you’re still somehow walking the Earth with nothing left but the hurt and the hope that all of this will eventually end and that I won’t have to be haunted with so many memories of all the people I loved dying in front of me anymore because I’ll be at peace. I’ll finally be at peace.” She looked down at her hands, rubbing her palms together to find some sort of heat from the coolness of the night. "The thought of dying always made me think of that. Peace. Rest. But now—" she huffed, "—thinking about it bothers me. I don't have anything else left to live for but it bothers me. Now! Of all the times! When I'm this close to getting what I've always wished for!"

There was silence for a while, Perrito taking in the words that she spoke as he looked up at her with those innocent eyes.

"Well," he starts, lifting his chin off her and opting to jump on her lap. "Maybe something changed. Maybe you do have something else to live for."

She takes the small dog in her hands, patting his head as he hummed under her touch.

"I hope so, Perrito, " she looked up at the night sky, at the bright stars that shone brightly above them. " I hope so."

By the time they had gone back inside, everyone was silent and had settled to looking blankly at the table in front of them. She takes a seat beside Muerte, who looked at her the moment she had sat down, and she gives him a simple smile of reassurance before turning to Puss and Kitty.

"Anything else you guys have in mind?"

"Well it's a difficult job, especially if we want to be discreet about it." Kitty hummed, rubbing her chin in thought.

"Oh well if you're thinking about getting paid then you can have all of my money and all the booze at the bar, " everyone was surprised by her words, even Muerte couldn't keep his eyes from growing wide and mouth hanging open at that. "I mean, if you guys succeed then I'll be dead anyways right? There's no one left to take care of the bar anyway and I don't have any family to pass the money to so I'll just give it all to you guys. " She shrugged, a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes tugging on her lips. But she had to say she was a bit thankful they even considered keeping quiet about it. To protect her from men like Jack Horner. Or even worse men than Jack Horner.

"That's a generous offer, but what if we don't? You know… find a way to kill you? " Kitty frowned.

"I mean you already have The Fates' help as well as the most magical kingdom of Far Far Away at your side, not to mention Muerte himself trusts you into solving this for us," she reasoned, “I don't think there's an actual possibility of failing."

"Nonsense, there's always a possibility of failure, " Puss huffed, taking the last sip from his drink. " Even if all the odds seem to veer towards you."

"Then I'll pay you as much as you guys want. Even if it's free booze for the next couple of years."

"Then we have ourselves a deal, señorita."

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She ushered the three as they left the bar, waving to them goodbye as they disappeared into the streets of the night, no doubt to go back to their journey. She was going to miss them, of course, especially Perrito. He was an adorable and optimistic dog that she’d protect with her life, if she could.

Closing the door to the pub behind her, she sighed, running a hand down her face.

“Is everything all right?”

A small scream pushes past her lips at the voice, her widened eyes looking up at Muerte as he sat in one of the seats facing the door, leaned back with his arms crossed above his chest.

“Geez, I didn’t expect to see you still here,” she places a hand on her chest, feeling her beating heart rapidly thumping in her chest. “You usually leave around this hour.”

“I would’ve,” he stands from his seat, and she stops midway into taking a step forward as soon as he walked towards her, her hand that still gripped the doorknob of the door growing tight every step he came closer. “But you were acting differently today, and I know there’s something wrong.”

“I-I’m just tired,” she reasoned, her back hitting the door behind her as he towered over her, breath hitching and heart beating even more loudly in her chest than before. She didn’t know why she reacted to him like this now, when the first time he had done this, she had looked at him so smugly it was as if she had the upper hand. What happened to that? “Really, I’m sure you have more important things to think about.”

“(Y/n),” her breath hitched at the sound of her name leaving him and he offered her a hand. She looked at it in confusion, not knowing what he had in his mind before deciding to take it. To her surprise, Muerte tugs her forward, wrapping his arms around her form and trapping her in his embrace. “I know you’re afraid of me. You don’t have to hide it.”

“I’m not afraid of you,” she spoke, her voice nothing more than a whisper as she melts into his embrace. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. I shouldn’t be afraid of you.”

“I’m flattered, but I know you’re not flirting the way you usually are,”

She couldn’t help the laugh that pushed past her lips, reaching up to rub the exhaustion out of her eyes.

“But you should know that it’s still okay to be afraid,” Muerte sighs, “You’re not alone. Or I suppose-- you won’t be alone.”

“Really?” She asks, feeling the exhaustion in her bones beginning to weigh down on her eyelids, Muerte’s warmth not helping at all. “Promise you’ll stay with me all the way to the underworld when I die?”

Muerte could already tell how tired she was getting, picking her up in his arms as he did earlier that day and letting her rest her head against his shoulder, walking out of the pub and locking the door behind him.

“I promise.”

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Hey new follower here :D

I really liked the death x ghost! Soulmate! Reader you wrote and I would like to make a request if it is no trouble

So I had this idea of like a puss in boots x kung fu panda au (since they are both from dreamwork) Anyway, what would think Death would act around a reader who is just like Po and also has similar powers as him (Po)

It would be cool if you could write an headcanon of it but ofc you can also just ignore this if you feel uncomfortable or bothered by this request

Have a great day!

Death x Reader | Puss in Boots x Kung Fu Panda AU

A/N: Hello lovely anon! Thank you for sending in this request! This was no trouble at all. And I'm glad to hear you enjoyed the Death x ghost/soulmate!Reader AU! I might have gone a bit overboard with this, but I hope it's to your liking! Due to my poor memory of the other films, this will based on the events of the first Kung Fu Panda movie.

swanpit made a post with concept art/behind the scenes things that included how Death would look in Kung Fu Panda. Feel free to imagine him wearing that.

You two met when you were chosen as the Dragon Warrior and were nearly blown to bits. (Listen, you had to see that ceremony somehow.)

He definitely face palmed as he watched you soar above the sky. He had to hand it to you, that firework chair was a clever idea, but- how in the world did you not die?! And then you were chosen as the Dragon Warrior?!

He was willing to place bets on how long you'd last with the Furious Five. During your first few days of training, he was always in the shadows. Observing. Waiting.

But he was pleasantly surprised when you showed some competence. You had boundless enthusiasm for kung fu which he found very endearing.

He lurks in the shadows as you train, and over time, it's less of him waiting there to take your soul and more of him just watching you with fondness in his eyes.

He sees that you have an interest in food. Then learns you're a really good cook. He's been around since the beginning of time, sure, and he's had all sorts of food before. But he desperately wants to try some of your food.

Honestly, he really wants to talk to you, something Death definitely shouldn't do, but...

That first night, after doing...not great at training, you're asking yourself if you can really be the Dragon Warrior. Self-doubt weighs you down, welling up in a tight knot in your chest. You go out to get some fresh air and think (maybe stop by the peach tree?) when you see red eyes in the darkness. "Hello?" They blink rapidly and disappear. You feel a bit unsettled but decide to shake it off. Then a huge wolf is in front of you. You scream before settling into a very cool and very suave "AAAAAAAaaauhhh- Uh. Hi. Hi there." The wolf laughs a bit. When he smiles, you notice how his teeth are very sharp. "Hello, Dragon Warrior."

He gets you to tell him what's bothering you. He looks at you intently throughout, frowning when you finish. "You want to be a kung fu master?" "Yeah! Just like the Furious Five! I just...I keep messing up. What if it was a mistake? What if Master Oogway was wrong?" He scoffs with a smile. "Whether or not life is a series of events by fate or chance is up to you to decide. But I don't think Oogway made a mistake. You have the passion and drive. I believe in you, Dragon Warrior." You smile. "Thanks." But then your eyes widen. "Wait. I don't even know your name! Who are you?" The wolf hesitates for a moment before solemnly saying: "Someone I hope you won't have to meet again for a long time." You see the pin on his robe. "'Death'?" He smiles and whistles. You rub your eyes and when you open them again, he's gone.

He watches as you keep training with more enthusiasm. He's silently praying to himself that you don't get killed. Getting kicked down the stairs though...ouch.

He meets you at the bottom. "Hey..." you faceplant in the ground. "Are you really going to let him do that to you?" "It's Master Shifu! He's just helping me train hard. I gotta to get back up to the Jade Palace!" He offers you a hand, and you reluctantly take it. He's looking at you with a perplexed expression. "What?" He's just asking himself how you're still alive, but he laughs to himself. He just walks away, "Have fun training, Dragon Warrior," and whistles.

Misc thing but meeting Oogway before he dies and: "Ah! You're right on time." "I always am. Are you ready to go?" "Let me stand here beneath this beautiful peach tree for just a few more minutes. I have the sneaking suspicion Shifu will be here shortly, and I need to tell him something...isn't life beautiful 死 (Sǐ)?" "...yes. Yes it is."

When you head back into town to help back up at your parent's business, you are very gloomy. But there in the crowd- he's back again! That wolf! You don't know his name and you just say the first thing that comes to mind: "Death!" He stops walking and looks at you with those red eyes. He's a bit shocked- he didn't actually know whether or not you knew that was his name. But you were there, calling to him.

He is the one who gets you to realize the secrets of the Dragon Scroll. Your eyes light up, and he watches as you race back up the steps to the palace. Death really hopes that you'll be alright, and decides to follow from afar.

He is amazed and so so proud of you tapping into your power. A little terrified but mostly just. Amazed. "They're really something..." he whispers to himself.

After you reunite with the Five and Shifu, Death reveals himself to you. You're ready to fight him to protect Shifu, but Death insists he's not there to take him. You throw the first punch and you don't even see him move. But just before your fist meets his muzzle, he just grabs your fist, clicking his tongue. "Come on. Really?"

The Five spring into action, ready to defend Shifu and fight alongside the Dragon Warrior, but he just plants a small kiss on your hand. And everyone just freezes. "Whaaaa-" "Well done with Tai Lung, Dragon Warrior. I just came to congratulate you. And to ask for some takeout." "Oh, thanks- wait, what?" "Doesn't your parent own a restaurant?" "Oh- ohhh. Yeah."

Death wanted to confess to you, but there was a crowd he hadn't expected. That'll come later. He just says "I'll see you again..." and whistles as he walks away.

General Post Kung Fu Panda 1 Things

Death knows better than to get directly involved in attacks and fights in the town. His presence could bring more harm than needed. But he's always watching.

Whenever you get into a fight defending the town, you run into Death after. You'd think he was a doctor or something, and not literally Death with how tenderly he holds you and treats your injuries. You're usually fine and he knows you can defend yourself. But that doesn't keep him from worrying.

Yeah, he knows acupuncture. He bonds with Mantis about it and the two of them use it on you, given your consent.

He loves it when you cook. Your food is made with so much love, and it's absolutely delicious. He chats with you as you cook, looking at you with an absolutely adoring gaze.

He confesses his love to you when you two are sharing a meal. And his tail is wagging like mad when you reciprocate.

Sparring practice, sparring practice, sparring practice-

Death's fighting style is really similar to in TLW. Yours is a bit more spontaneous.

Death loves fighting with you. The practice and training is good for you, and you are a challenging opponent for him.

He definitely has a bit of banter with you, grinning when you bite back with punchy quips. "So the Great Dragon Warrior thinks they can beat Death?" He manages to knock you down or pin you against a wall, stealing quick kisses that make you lose your focus. "That's cheating!" He just laughs and does it again.

Whenever you accidentally break things out of strength or clumsiness, he's there to first make sure your okay then figure out how to fix the thing.

Death gives you stern talking tos when you're being too reckless though. "Just because you're the Dragon Warrior doesn't mean you can't die. You have one life, just like anyone else."

WILL GIVE YOU COMPLIMENTS. All the time. Self-deprecation is a no. If you show any signs of insecurity regarding anything, be it your physical appearance or your skill as a fighter, he listens then tells you all of the ways you're incredible and what he loves about you. More kisses.

You're quicker to forgive and a bit more kind than Death. You're usually the one who has to talk him out of going after people you've fought or those who are particularly rude to you.

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Puss in boots: the last wish x child reader short

The chaos of battle was all around me, and I was terrified for my life. First, that crazy adventure through the dark forest while being chased for possession of the map to the wishing star, and now this. Everyone is fighting to get that last wish, including me. I may not know the details of everyone's reasoning, but I knew I needed this, even if it meant lying to the cats and that dog. It started with me joining them after a scuffle back at Jack’s bakery. Ending with me in a wagon with a weird and small talking dog who was trying to keep the horse from crashing as the two cats were fighting in the back. I then joined the group and stayed with them after revealing that I was just a lost ten-year-old child with nowhere to go. The two couldn't just abandon me, so I stuck around and carried some of their stuff, except the map. They told me they would take me home after they found the star, not that I wanted to go back. However, I agreed, keeping my desire to take the map a secret; I knew they didn't trust me, kid, or not.

When we finally reached the star after meny inconveniences, including a scary wolf guy trying to kill Puss, the male ginger cat of the group. I snatched the map from him and ran as things settled and he was distracted. Puss in boots yelled after me before we became surrounded by all points of the fallen star. Jack horner, the three bears, and Goldie, all who wanted that wish. The map was fought over till it became torn in the scuffle. But I wanted that wish; my eyes teared up as I tried to obtain it. I needed this wish, and it's the only thing that could fix everything; I wanted a do-over on my life or at least changed it. I wanted a family that loved and cared about me. Mine didn't; this wish is the one thing that could change it. I almost cried when that small dog told me his story, for I could relate, but I could never be as happy as he is; it hurt too much and burned so profoundly. I was hurt physically and mentally. Neglected and born into an unloving family who treated me like dirt. My parents left me hungry, alone, and covered in ugly scars I hid from the world. They left me, leaving me broken inside and out. I just wanted the pain to go away, and I wanted happiness. That's why I need this wish.

Before Jack Horner got the two map pieces, I jumped, using my agility to snatch the map from him and ran. I looked back as Jack angrily ran after me after a moment of shock. I looked down in fear at the incomplete map. As a red Phoenix flew by me, and I felt a weight on my shoulder. A small green cricket had landed there and was holding the last piece. Gaining as much distance as possible, I dropped to my knees and began my wish. Quickly as I could, I resided the poem as Big Jack started screaming. I didn't have time to fully think out my wish as I uttered the last word and felt a spark of desire fill my chest with hope. As quickly as I finished, I felt myself get yanked up and thrown as Jack snatched me up and tore the map away. He tossed me hard into the side of the rocky cliff. I felt my head spin and ribs snap from the force of the impact. Pain shot through my form as I cried out. I heard voices call out my name, but I felt myself losing consciousness, my vision blackening as I struggled to breathe. My body began to fall, only for bear claws to grab onto my clothing and pull me up. My whole body hurt as they dragged me onto the grass, and my mind became fuzzy as I stared at the stars. I heard the sound of shattering glass and a bright beam of light shot into the sky. But all I could focus on was the cold feeling of my body as my life flashed before me, and it was painful to watch. "I guess I won't get my happily ever after," I laughed.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! It's going to be okay; we got you," I heard the mighty puss in boots voice echo in my head.

"(Y/N) please, you are still just a kid; you have your whole life ahead of you." Kitty cried as I felt her soft paws whipping the blood from my lips. The small dog cried out my name next to her. At least I had people who cared if I died right. These were my last thoughts before everything went dark.

The two cats, the dog, three bears, and Goldie cried for the young child no older than twelve, when the sound of whistling startled them. "Don't bother; this life for them is done," they all jumped as the dark wolf crept out of the shadows.

"No, no, you can't; they're just a child!!!" Puss shouted, pulling out his sword and pointing it at death.

The bears and Goldie watched in sorrow as the wolf kept advancing forwards toward the deceased kid. "I am inevitable, Gato,” He stopped before the ginger hero. “However, I only said this life was done for them."

"What do you mean this life?" Kitty asked.

"Their wish," He said. "They made a wish."

"You mean-" baby bear started.

"Yes," the wolf Death nodded. "This child lived of life of pain and misery." He growled in anger till his expression softened. "Their wish was to be happy, for the pain and sorrows to be gone."

They all looked down at the child's unmoving self. "I am here to help make their wish come true and press a restart on their life." He held out his paw as they watched in astonishment as the child's body began to dissolve into sparkling lights. Their eyes followed the glow as it collected into a ball within Death's paw. "I will find this soul a new home where they will be loved."

Puss paused, looking down in thought before looking at Kitty, who nodded. Taking a deep breath, they both stepped forward, paws intertwined. "Death," Puss spoke up, and the wolf looked down at them. "Let us,” He gestured to kitty and him, “take care of them."

Death raised a brow skeptically. "Please, we want to give them the life they deserve. After all, we have been through together." Kitty stuttered and choked as she tried not to cry.

"Very well," the wolf nodded. "However, After it is done, there is no turning back. Are you sure about this? "

"Positive," the cats said in unison. Death looked into their eyes for any dought. Finding none, he gave a small smile before taking a breath and blowing it onto the soul. It sparkled once more and grew small. They all watched as it floated around the two cats before entering Kitty's abdomen.

"Take good care of them." Death said as he disappeared into the darkness once more.

"Does this make me an uncle now," the hyper chihuahua gasped, causing puss and Kitty to look at each other and laugh.

Months later, a tiny dark grayish kitten with back strips and a white belly road in the back of a wild boar laughing. They held a wooden sword in front of them as they yelled charge. People jumped out of the way in fright before angrily yelling at the kitten. "(Y/N)," a ginger cat in boots called. "Stop fooling around and get on the ship quickly!"

"Ughhhhhh, okay, fine," the kitten sighed as they jumped off the boar and made a dash for the boat on all fours as it left the dock. The kitten's parents yanked the them onboard the ship as it went onto the open water.

"You are such a troublemaker." Kitty scolded her child. "Just like your father."

"Excuse me!" Puss argued.

"What, it's true," she smirked, walking away with the tiny kitten.

"She got you good!" the chihuahua, now named Perro, laughed at the wheel.

Kitty shushed him as she pet the now sleeping kitten with a smile. " I'm so glad they got their wish." She smiled down at her new offspring.

"Hey, don't forget us," He smiled, putting his arm around her as he petted the kitten's head. "They gave us our wish too."

~The end~

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