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nanivinsmoke · 28 days

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Spring break

Geto x Gojo x F!Reader

oh yall already know this gone be some freak nasty shit! these two fuckers in one fic with each other? oh yeah, you might as well submit. enjoy~!

summary ~ it’s spring break, time to have fun and unwind, and to get stuffed….

warnings and tags ~ fingering, overstimulation, car sex (fingering only), squirting, multiple orgasms, public sex, blow job (rough), creampie (mouth) jealousy, friends with benefits, part two will have so much more~.

words ~ 2.6k

twelve days. twelve whole days you’ll be with the two of them.

originally there were going to be six of you, but everybody bailed last minute; except those two. you were upset that not everyone was coming, but you were glad you were at least going to be with your two best friends. you needed this vacation, you needed to destress and keep your mind off work. you were here to have fun, and nothing was going to ruin it.

the three of you were packed into the black comfortable suv that geto rented, with you in the passenger seat, gojo in the back sleeping and geto driving. the drive to your vacation spot was long and every three hours you guys would rotate, so the each of you would have driven and the other two could rest.

but, you couldn’t sleep and it was all thanks to him. his thick finger pumped in and out of your sopping wet pussy, while keeping his eyes on the road. your shorts, along with your panties, were slightly pulled down to give him better access to your warm cunt, your slick dripping onto the car’s crème brule colored seat. soft moans escaping your plump lips as he curled his fingers, rubbing against your spot.

“shhh, we don’t want you waking him up in the back. wouldn’t want him to catch me playing with this sweet pussy, now would we?~” his voice low and deep, pinching your swollen clit, glancing at you from his peripheral. you shook your head and placed your hand over your mouth to muffle your moans.

“good girl. now, cum for daddy~” he pushed his fingers back inside of you, pumping hard and fast; guiding you to your orgasm. and you came hard too, biting your hand to stop the loud moan that escaped your throat. he slowly continued to finger your cunt, before pulling out—leaving you breathless and drained while he licked your sweet cum from his fingers.

you sat in your seat, in a orgasmic daze—trying to catch your breath, while gojo began to stir in his sleep. his crystal blue eyes opened and he sat up with a yawn, making geto look in the rear view mirror. “gps says we should be there in ten minutes,” he spoke like read his mind, glancing at you with a smirk etched on his face.

you knew that in those ten minutes that you were fucked.

———

the house the three of you rented was huge, it had three big bedrooms with adjoining bathrooms, a huge infinity pool, a jacuzzi on the deck, a movie room and a bar in the basement. these twelve days were going to be memorable.

dropping your suitcase and luggage down into the bedroom you picked out, you plopped on the soft king sized bed—face deep into the pillows, mind still clouded with thoughts of geto and you in the car. just the thought of gojo catching the both of you, had you pressing your legs together as that familiar throbbing sensation reappeared.

what would gojo do? what would he say if he saw his best friend getting finger fucked by his other best friend? would he join in? make geto pull the car over so they could stuff you with their cocks?

before you know it, your hands have found their way into your shorts; rubbing your sensitive clit and dipping into your wet hole. with your eyes being closed, you didn’t see the spiky haired white male appear in your room; amused to see you playing with yourself, but shocked to hear you moan his and geto’s name. he softly closes the door behind him, startling you.

“so what I saw in the car, wasn’t my imagination? im a little jealous you let geto of all people play with that pretty pussy.” so he did see everything. you said nothing and only kept your eyes on him, a little shy that you were caught playing with yourself. a smirked eased onto his face as he sat on the bed in front of your spread legs, eyes dropping to your clothed cunt, then back up to your eyes.

“idiot only let you cum once too. no wonder you want more.” his eyes low and lidded, his hands softly tracing your bare thigh, sending flutters to your pussy. his hands slowly make its way to the middle of your shorts, rubbing the area where your clit hid underneath. you let out a breath of air, amazed at how easily he found your clit, pressing on it hard enough where it sent shivers up your spine.

“let me teach you how many times a woman should cum,” he unbuttoned your shorts, pulling them down with your help and tossed them to the other side of the room.

a whistle left his mouth and he smirked, “whew, you’ve been waiting for this? so wet for me already~” his hands rubbed on the outline of your puffy lips, the deep stain of your slick that soiled your panties—stuck against the tips of his fingers. “gojo~” you whined, wanting him to stop teasing and push his fingers inside—or to put something else in.

a chuckle escaped his lips, “so needy for me~.” he pulled the soaked fabric aside, your puffy lips glistening from your slick. he took a second to admire how pretty your cunt looked, before his lips attached to your clit—sucking and swirling his tongue on it. your hands immediately latched onto his winter white locks, pushing him deeper into your cunt.

he mumbled against your wetness, the vibrations made your clit throb while moans spilled from your plump lips. he pushed two of his long fingers into your aching hole, causing you to gasp. “oh fuck gojo!” you moaned loudly, making him detach from your clit— slick all over his lips. “want geto to hear your slut noises? want him to come in here and catch me two—three fingers deep inside of you?” he pushed another finger inside of you, stretching your hole.

you wanted to scream from the sensation, his long digits rubbing against your spot with each pump—your cunt clenching around him crazily. “did you just get wetter from that? so fucking nasty” he reattached his lips to your clit, pumping inside of you faster. that ball in your stomach was getting bigger by the second and you so desperately wanted to cum—no needed to cum for him.

“so close, g’na cum for you” you breathe out, rotating your hips against his lips. he began to swirl his tongue in a different manner—shivers and jolts of excitement being sent up your spine. and by the time you realized he was spelling his name on your clit, that ball exploded inside of you—with you coming undone underneath him.

he slurped and sucked, fingers still pumping inside of you, making sure that he didn’t waste not one drop of your sweet cum—pulling away with a trail of slick following him. “mhm, only got to the letter ‘u’. don’t get too comfortable now, sweetheart” gojo didn’t even let you recuperate before he slid you between his legs, his boner pressing into the top of your ass.

you tried to reach around to palm him through his pants, but he stopped you—looking down at you with a smirk. “not yet, princess. not until i get you to cum until you can’t anymore.” his words caused you to gulp and you looked away from his hypnotizing eyes, looking at his big hands that hovered over your mound.

“which feels better. one—“ he circles your clit with two fingers and pinches your nipple with the other hand, a mewl leaving your lips, before continuing. “—or two” he moves his hands from your clit and pushes them back into your cunt, arousal immediately coating his fingers. you rock your hips into his hand, wanting—no needing more. and when he didn’t hear your answer, he removed his fingers, making you whine in response.

“let daddy know which one feels better, princess. now one or two” he repeated himself, this time he curled his fingers on the second one, while his palm sat on your clit; adding pressure to it. “two! oh my god, two~.” he chuckled and began pumping his thick fingers in and out of your sloppy, wet cunt—his palm rubbing on your clit adding double pleasure for you.

the sounds of your moans and your sex squelching, echoed throughout the room. he was pumping in and out of you like a madman, hitting your spot each time. and you were getting close, so so close. “cum all over daddy’s fingers. let daddy feel how that pretty pussy cum’s for him, kay’?” you nodded your head, pussy clenching around his fingers rapidly before you let go once again.

his fingers didn’t move from your cunt, no matter how much you squeezed your legs together. “can’t. too much—please, satoru~” you whimpered, looking at the sloppy mess you were making—slick mixed with your cream staining the sheets underneath you. “one more baby, cum for me just one more time. daddy wants to see you cum for him, one more time~”

fuck, it was so easy to listen to every word he said. you wanted to obey him. to cum for him on his command. to let him see how messy you were. to see how much you wanted him to fuck you senseless in the mattress. he pumped inside you faster, rotating his fingers around—stretching you more and more. his palm, now covered in your slick, continued to rub on your clit.

your walls squeezed around his fingers, with you cumming harder than the last. this time it was more intense—a clear stream of your fluid flowing out, dampening the bed even more. “yes, that’s it baby. that’s what daddy wanted, good girl” his pace quickened and you could feel yourself going insane as he drained you.

your body jolted and convulsed as you released, even when nothing came out. eyes rolled back and hands gripping onto the bed. you didn’t even notice that satoru left your room, leaving you to sit in the puddle of your cum.

———

day two.

you were trying so hard to be quiet, so the two of you wouldn’t get caught by the store’s workers. but, how could you when his tongue was so deep in your pussy, licking every crevice and teasing your gummy walls. you grinded again his chisled face, hands getting tangled in his sleek raven hair, tugging it as his lips sucked on your swollen clit.

the two of you decided to explore the town’s shopping district, stopping in a cute clothing store when you were ogling at this cute dress in the window. and when geto snuck into your dressing room, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you.

“cumming for you—suguru!” you whined when he pulled you off of his mouth, cutting your orgasm short. he smirked and got up from the dressing room’s soft bench, licking up your slick that covered his mouth. “this was your punishment, baby. I knew what you and gojo were doing yesterday.” you bit your lip, avoiding his intimidating gaze.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you immediately regretted the lie that flew out of your mouth, knowing that there was consequences to follow. he reached around and made you face him, brown eyes dark and lidded as he stared at you. “not only did you let him touch what’s mine, but you lied about it too? tch, g’na have to—punish—you!”

he pushed you down onto his lap, hand colliding with your ass causing you to yelp out. he sent another smack to your ass, in the same spot, this time a moan came out instead. “suguru, please~” you begged, earning another smack to your fat ass—another yelp followed after—making him hit your ass harder than before. you had to bite your lip hard to stop the scream that desperately wanted to be let out.

“see you have a problem with shutting up. gonna have to shut you the fuck up,” he pulled you back by your hair, unzipping his pants with one hand, making his cock springing to life. it was so fat and pretty. tip a nice shade of red, leaking with his precum. mouth drooling at the sight, your plump lips immediately latched onto it—welcoming him right into your warm mouth. he sucked in some air, loving the tightness of your mouth—almost forgetting this was a punishment.

he pushed your head down, bucking his hips upwards, his cock now deep into your mouth—touching the beginning of your throat. your eyes widened at the sudden force, tears brimming your eyes as he begun to fuck your mouth. so much spit coated his dick, dribbling out the corners of your mouth and onto his pants. it was so, so, so messy, yet you couldn’t help but want more.

the more he pounded your sweet little mouth, stretching it with each thrust, you got used to him—taking more of him each time. you were getting more aroused by the second, slick dripping from your lonely cunt—down your thick thighs. his cock was so addicting, you couldn’t get enough of the taste nor the smell of his balls, getting a whiff each time his cum filled balls met your nose.

geto’s eyes rolled back and his mouth was gaped open, low grunts leaving his mouth as his cock explored your mouth, the softness of it made him want to fuck you harder—deeper— he wanted to break your mouth and stuff it full of his hot load. his hand landed on your ass again, the fat rippling from the impact, making you moan against his cock— vibrating against his shaft.

he was so lost in the essence of your mouth, that he completely forgot where he was at until a knock was heard, causing his coffee colored eyes to pop open.

“uh, we’re about close soon. could you please hurry up?” a man spoke on the other side of the door. you had

“give me—shit—a second~” he grunted, looking down at you with pure arousal as you fondled his balls that was coated in your saliva.

“sir! I need you to hur—“

“i said give me a fucking second— shit, g’na cum, drink my fucking cum, slut~” geto yelled at the man, cutting him off mid sentence and making the male leave, while he thrusted in your mouth faster. his hot—thick load pooled into your mouth, coating the inside of your cheeks white. you gave his balls a squeeze, hoping to empty them out as you swallowed his cum. the warmness from it spilling down your throat, making you squirt—splashing onto the mirror behind you and the dress you were looking at before, staining it.

he pulled out of you with a pop sound following, spit and his left over cum trailing from your mouth which you happily slurped back up with a smile on your face. he reached over and grabbed you by the jaw, cheeks puffing up as he stared at you before he pressed his lips into yours, tasting himself when his tongue entered yours.

“fuck. i need to get you back to the house, i want to fuck that little throat some more~”

the two of you quickly got dressed and left the dressing room, bumping into the male worker on the way out and throwing a wad of money at him.

“i don’t get paid enough for this shit”

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ We Made It, Huh?

content: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader fic warning: fluffy af with minor mentions of nightmares, cuteness overload, painfully non-canon but also like i make canon myself yall stfu author's note: okay okay im a sucker for a soft family. could be seen as a part ii to coloring pages and baby fever and that's how im gonna put it on the masterlist, but honestly could be read as a stand alone. also, i need to know if you guys like the name i picked for sweet babygirl and if you don't do NOT say anything i will cry okay gg bye bye

many years later, after prophecies were fulfilled and many quests were completed, a pile of camp half-blood shirts lay dormant in the back of a closet, only to be brought out every now and then to reminisce but nothing more. y/n would have fulfilled her duty of the great prophecy on her twentieth birthday. two years later, she became an editor for a surfing magazine. leo would lay his life down to complete the prophecy of seven, though he came back a few months later to y/n a complete mess, which he made sure to fix. four years after that, he got a masters degree in engineering and opened his own firm. in the midst of those years, leo would propose and y/n would obviously say ‘yes.’ they would move out of camp half-blood into a house of their own - y/n shared a soul-crushing goodbye with chiron, someone she’s known and been raised by since she was seven. and, they’d have a little girl, amara esperanza valdez. which is why leo was currently standing outside a ballet studio, twisting and contorting a piece of metal into a little flower without even looking. the doors swung open and leo brought his attention to it, a smile settling over his lips at the little girl that ran towards him. he kneeled down, holding his arms open before scooping her up into them, her giggles contagious.

“daddy!” the girl giggled into his shoulder, clinging onto him. leo held onto her tightly, pulling back to fully take her in. she was still in her little tutu and leotard, her wild curls that she got from him slicked back into a bun that y/n had done earlier in the day.

“hey, princesa,” leo mused back, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before blowing a raspberry against her cheek. the girl squealed, trying to get out of his grasp.

“ah! daddy!” she screamed, wiggling in his arms. leo stopped, partially because he was concerned she was gonna fall and also because they had to start heading home.

“okay, okay. come on, girly, we gotta get home to mama,” he cut in, carefully opening the back doors to the truck and beginning to strap her into her car seat, amara all but a passive character in all of this. she was practically buzzing in her seat, something leo and y/n both worried were early signs of adhd. some nights, y/n would be unable to stop crying at the thought of their daughter going through what they did, her chest heaving with sobs. leo always tried his best to comfort her through these episodes, but he’d be lying if he said that the thought didn’t cause his blood to freeze up.

“how was ballet, amara?” asked leo once they were on the road, glancing in the rear view mirror at her before swiftly returning his eyes to the road, his fingers rapping against the wheel like always.

“good. we learned about pointe shoes today. and- and ms. hart brought in her own tutu from when she was a ballerina! it was sooo pink!” the girl squealed excitedly in the backseat, searching for her dad’s eyes in the mirror.

“really, amorito? super cool,” he replied, nodding his head enthusiastically. they were only a few lights away from home now and leo could feel the stress of work and life ease away from his bones at the thought of seeing y/n, like it always did.

“amanda tried to do an advanced move that ms. hart explained and her mommy thinks she sprained her ankle,” amara added, her eyes going to the views out the window, trying to wiggle in her seat to see better. leo frowned slightly at this news and what she was doing.

“amara,” he warned, lightly, as he flicked his directionals on. the girl stopped her movements and slumped into her seat before realizing they were home, at which point she started buzzing again.

“daddy, daddy, daddy! i gotta get out! come on,” the girl whined, fighting against the seatbelts. leo laughed, moving quickly to free her.

“you’ve got time, babygirl, breathe,” he told her as he lifted her out of the seat and set her down on the ground, reaching back into the car for her pink backpack as she bounced up to the front door. amara reached up with her tiny hand and managed to open the door, swinging it wide open. leo managed to jump forwards and save it from smashing against the wall, knowing y/n would not have been happy.

“mommy!” amara shouted as she ran into the house, almost falling as she tugged her shoes off. y/n leaned around the corner that led to the kitchen, a grin covering her face. her hair was pulled back with a braid and she had an apron wrapped around her waist, clearly making dinner.

“my baby!” y/n shouted back, scooping the girl up into her own arms. leo closed the door, feeling his heart melt at the sight of his little family. he felt like he’d earned it; for every single tragedy he lived through, he got his dues with his girls.

“mommy, mommy, amanda sprained her ankle today,” amara told y/n, excitedly laying her hands on her mothers cheeks. leo noted the small panic flare in her eyes.

“What were you guys doing in ballet today?” she asked, holding the girl against her hip as she stirred something in a pot.

“amanda was doing something she wasn’t supposed to,” clarified leo as he made his way into the kitchen, calming his wife’s nerves. he watched her release a small breath at the information before smiling warmly at her husband. she reached up with her free hand, setting it against his cheek and pulling him down for a kiss.

“eww!” amara squealed, wiggling in her mothers grasp as she tried to escape. y/n rolled her eyes as she set the girl down, wrinkling her nose at her daughter.

“one day, you’re not gonna find it so gross,” y/n stated, in a sing-songy voice, bopping the little girl’s nose.

“a day that is very, very, very far away,” leo insisted, nearly growing pale at the thought of his daughter having her first kiss.

“yeah, keep telling yourself that, hot stuff,” y/n mused, turning as she chopped up some carrots. leo came up behind her, setting his hands flat against her stomach like he used to when they were teenagers, his lips finding home on her neck.

“how was your day, y/n?” he asked, swaying them back and forth to an unknown rhythm.

“perfectly bland,” she smiled at him, the kind of day they grew to appreciate after their teens, “jason called. Wants to stop by sometime this week. he’s traveling about to see everyone right now since the airlines are giving him a pretty long vacation.”

“hmm. i’ll call him back later, pick a day,” leo replied, smiling at the thought of one of his best friends.

“uncle jace is coming over?” amara questioned, peeking her head into the kitchen. y/n hummed in response, giving her daughter a warm smile.

“you need a bath before dinner, little girl,” y/n added, pointing a wooden point at amara, who squealed and ran out of the kitchen. leo pressed his lips to her cheek before patting her hips.

“i can finish dinner. go rangle the beast,” he told her, tilting his head with a bright smile.

“just like old days, huh?” y/n mused with a smile, walking backwards. leo rolled his eyes, pointing the spoon at her now.

“don’t even start with me. you would have ran out of shields and swords years ago had it not been for me. how’d you win then, bubble brain?” he mocked back and y/n laughed, waving him off before managing to grab amara as she tried to run past.

“What’s daddy talking about?” amara managed to get out between her squeals. y/n shared a small look with leo before pressing her lips to amara’s head.

“dumb grown up stuff, babygirl. i’ll tell you when you’re older,” y/n hummed, swinging the girl around in her arms as she made her way up the stairs towards the bathroom. it was hard, keeping so much of their lives secret from amara but she was just too young to understand. she wouldn’t understand why family trees were hard. she wouldn’t understand why her parent’s were littered with scars, both visible and invisible. she wouldn’t understand why all of photos of her parents as teens had weird horses in the background and only orange shirts as far as the eye could see.

leo finished the soup, quite proud of himself for doing so without a recipe. he was on the phone with jason, leaning back against the counter as he portioned out the correct stuff onto amara’s sectioned plate. her bowl of soup was in the fridge, cooling down. as much as leo insisted amara had some kinda heat resistance, y/n was always too scared to test anything yet.

“i’m telling you, she’s growing like a weed. you’re gonna see her and not recognize her,” leo spoke into the phone, a wide smile on his face as jason laughed.

“i doubt that. those curls are hard to miss,” jason replied and leo could just hear the smirk on his face.

“hey! she got those from her daddy i’ll have you know!”

“yeah, she’s definitely your kid, no mistaking that,” jason laughed on his end, before there was a minor pause, leo having a feeling he knew where this was going.

“did you…did you hear about travis?” jason whispered into the phone, gently. this type of conversation is becoming more common these days. leo sighed, leaning back and looking to make sure y/n was still occupied with amara.

“yeah. connor called me. i haven’t told y/n yet,” he muttered back, running a hand through his hair. connor called him earlier in the day, telling him travis had been nearly killed by a couple of fury’s that caught him off guard at his job.

“i just- i thought we were done with this shit, you know what i mean?” leo continued with a huff.

“i’m just worried that one day, i’m gonna get that call from you and y/n, or piper, or reyna, or percy and annabeth,” jason replied, his voice heavy, and leo could feel his tension through the phone.

“i know, trust me, i know. the amount of sleep y/n and i have lost over guardianship of amara is crazy. she’s in danger with every person that we love,” leo breathed out and jason hummed on the other end.

“i’d take her in a heartbeat,” jason joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“percy’d kill you for her,” leo laughed.

“he’s got his hands full with their kids. i’ve got the high ground here!” jason argued his case and leo just laughed harder. amara then came running into the kitchen, her curls free from the bun and bouncing and lightly dripping water.

“daddy, daddy, daddy, is it uncle jase?” amara excitedly asked, tugging on his pant leg and looking up at him with excitement.

“uncle jase? no, no, this is just the weather man i know,” leo mused into the phone a flabbergasted noise coming from jason as leo put the phone on speaker.

“don’t listen to him, mara!” jason called, causing amara to squeal excitedly and made grabby hands for the phone.

“be careful, baby, i’m serious,” leo told her before handing his phone off, excitedly blubbering to jason as she walked towards the living room. y/n walked into the kitchen with a different shirt on and some suds on her face still. leo laughed lightly as he raised his hand, softly rubbing the bubbles away.

“is she on the phone with jason?” y/n questioned, peeking into the living room. leo hummed in response, pouring her a bowl of soup. y/n took it from him with a kiss before setting it on the dining table, something she was adamant about. leo followed, also setting up amara’s seat as y/n grabbed the little girl and phone.

“say goodbye to uncle jase, baby, you gotta have dinner so you grow big and strong like him,” y/n mused into the phone, earning a chuckle from jason, before amara cried her goodbyes. jason called back similarly before y/n took him off speaker and held the phone up to her ear.

“did leo pick a day for you to come over?” she asked as she moved around the kitchen, pouring drinks and grabbing the little girl a napkin.

“yeah. thursday. he said something about amara having the day off,” jason replied.

“perfect! We love having you over, jason, you know that,” stated y/n, smiling widely.

“i love being over. Well, i’ll leave you guys to your night,” he added and y/n nodded even though he couldn’t see it.

“yeah, of course. see you soon. love you, sparky.”

“love you too, y/n.”

y/n hung up, passing the phone off to leo before pressing a kiss to his cheek as she took her seat next to him. they ate their dinner, amara excitedly talking about her day. she told leo about how mommy made waves with the water of her bath, causing leo to shoot her a pointed look. y/n was quick to explain it away as ‘mommy magic,’ wiggling her hands at the little girl, who couldn’t stop the giggles from coming out of her mouth. y/n cleaned up dinner as leo took amara to the living room, allowing some kiddy show to play while she curled up on the couch next to him. once she was asleep and drooling all over leo, they gently picked her up and took her into her room. y/n tucked her in, pressing a long kiss to her forehead before getting up, allowing leo to do the same before they left, leaving the door open just a crack. the couple then made their way downstairs, laying back down on the couch, y/n’s legs draped over leo’s lap, her head resting against his arm, which was slung on the back of the couch.

“connor called today,” leo whispered out, easily gaining y/n’s attention, her brows furrowing.

“during my lunch. travis, he- he got hurt pretty bad today,” leo continued, trying to ease into the conversation, rubbing his hand over y/n’s, “While he was at work, a couple of fury’s managed to get the jump on him.”

“oh, gods…is he okay?” y/n breathed out and leo could feel her hands start to shake.

“he’s okay. just a little banged up,” leo instantly soothed, giving her hand a squeeze and giving her a comforting look. y/n instantly moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his torso as leo replied in a similar fashion.

“...will it ever end?” y/n asked in a small voice, which shook, “haven’t we given enough? i’ve spent my whole entire life on this crap and it still won’t leave us alone.”

“it’s gonna be okay, sweetheart. nothing’s happened yet and if something does happen, we’re prepared,” leo muttered against her shoulder, pressing a kiss there once he was done.

“i know, i know…i just- i worry about her,” replied y/n, both of them knowing exactly who they were talking about.

“she’s a lot like you. she’ll be okay,” leo stated, smiling softly at his wife who rolled her eyes at him.

“please, she’s your mini-me. don’t patronize me,” she joked, shoving him off her as she got up off the couch, subtly wiping away her tears, hoping leo wouldn’t notice. he did, but knew better than to point it out.

“fine. but she looks just like you!” leo argued and y/n gave him a look, causing him to laugh.

“liar! you’re just trying to make me feel better that i carried her inside of me for nine months just for you to steal all of her genetic code,” y/n huffed, locking the front door while leo locked the back door, the pair turning off most of the lights in the house, leaving little ones on for amara if she woke up to get water or use the bathroom.

“no, no, no. she’s got your nose and your hair color! and when she wrinkles her nose, it’s got you written all over it,” leo raved and y/n laughed, shaking her head at him as they moved up the stairs towards their room.

“she may have my hair color but she’s got your curls. and your ears and she’s got your stupidly cute thinking face,” y/n insisted, flipping the light on in their room and heading towards their shared bathroom.

“so, what i’m hearing is that our daughter is a perfect mix of us?” leo questioned with a wide smirk as he followed after her, tugging off his shirt.

“yup. sounds about right to me,” y/n mused, turning around and throwing her arms around his neck as she looked him up and down, a wide smile on her face, “hmm. what were we even arguing about again?”

“can’t seem to remember,” leo added with a laugh, both of them quickly undressing before hopping into the shower together.

it wasn’t anything crazy intimate; at least, not in the sense you're thinking. they talked about their days, adding details they couldn’t exactly say in front of their five year old. y/n liked to wash leo’s hair, always huffing about how he didn’t take care of his curls. though he'd never admit it, he did notice his hair was better once he moved in with y/n and started this ritual. leo did make a comment about trying to make another kid that looks more like y/n while running his hand up her thigh but she gave him a kiss before shoving him off with a light laugh. she reminded him of their agreement to wait until amara was in school, to which leo pouted and cuddled up on y/n with an exaggerated sigh. the two moved under the covers of their bed, cuddling up to each other before losing their fight against trying to stay awake.

“mommy?” y/n heard, instantly forcing her eyes to open and focus as she looked at the edge of her bed, being met with her daughter’s blonde curls and bloodshot eyes. the girl hiccupped a cry and y/n was instantly awake, reaching over and pulling amara into bed with her, setting the girl in her lap. she cupped amara’s tear-stained face, her heartstrings pulling as she continued to cry.

“What’s wrong, baby?” y/n whispered, leo starting to stir awake next to her. he sat up on his elbows, looking over and taking in the scene before waking up more at the sight of his daughter crying. amara just continued to blubber, unable to get words out through her tears.

“baby, princesa, you’ve got to breathe,” leo muttered, reaching over and running a hand over her back, calming her down like he would y/n. amara started to take big breaths, trying to calm herself down.

“good girl. tell mommy what happened, amara,” y/n begged, pushing back the girl’s curls so she could see her face better.

“t-there’s monsters in my room,” amara hiccupped out, y/n’s face falling and her blood running cold. leo just stared, feeling his heart and mind working overtime.

“what?” she gasped out, her normally soft voice she’d use with amara lost.

“i saw- i saw monsters in my room, mommy, they- they- they were out to get me!” amara continued, her breathing turning heavy again. y/n hugged amara to her body, shushing her and trying to calm her breathing again. she looked over at leo, who was already getting up and reaching into his bedside table, pulling out a knife that he quickly hid from amara’s view.

“leo,” y/n begged, shooting a hand forwards to grasp his. he pressed a kiss to her head.

“i’ll be back. stay here, y/n, stay with amara,” he whispered against her head. y/n squeezed her eyes shut and let go, even though everything in her body was telling her not to. she let him leave, waiting with bated breath while she tried to occupy amara and get her to stop crying.

“baby, what did they look like, these monsters?” y/n whispered, rocking the two of them back and forth, the girl snuggly held against her chest.

“like the ones from uncle nico’s books,” she replied and y/n’s heart clenched, partially because now they were running real risks and leo was taking his damn sweet time and because she was going to kill nico for showing her daughter those drawings. finally, the door swung open and leo came back, shaking his head at y/n, who let out a breath and managed to just barely keep her tears at bay.

“i just scared them all off, amorito. no more monsters,” leo told her, pressing a kiss to her head with a shaky breath. amara and y/n both seemed to sag in relief, for two different reasons. leo slid back into bed next to them, wrapping his arms around his little family in hopes of keeping them this safe forever.

“you wanna stay here with daddy and i?” y/n offered, though her tight hold on her daughter indicated that she wasn’t letting go anytime soon.

“yes, please,” amara whimpered, snuggling into the space between the two.

“always, babygirl, always,” leo replied, pulling the blankets up to her chin and tucking her in. they both stayed up, waiting for amara to fall asleep. she was a lot like percy, a deep sleeper that was constantly drooling all over their pillows. it never failed to bring a smile to y/n’s face, seeing her little brother in her daughter.

“i didn’t see anything out of place. i think it was just a nightmare. though, i have no idea where she got this idea of monsters from,” leo whispered to y/n, running his fingers through amara’s hair.

“apparently, nico showed her some pictures last time he babysat,” y/n muttered back, sniffling as she tried to stop herself from crying.

“i’m gonna kill him,” leo groaned, half tempted to hunt the goth down now.

“i think it was an accident. you know he wouldn’t do that on purpose,” y/n reasoned and leo huffed, glancing over at his wife, realizing the state she was in.

“oh, y/n.”

“i- i honestly thought you’d find something. i don’t want to live like this, leo, constantly scared something is just gonna swoop down and take her away from us,” reasoned y/n, the tears slowly trailing down her face she kept her eyes on her precious daughter.

“I know, honey, me neither. but, we’ll be okay,” hummed leo, reaching over their child and setting a hand against her damp cheek, forcing her eyes to him.

“how can you know that?”

“because i’ve got you. and you have me. nothing will ever be too bad that we can’t face it,” leo insisted, giving her a small tilted smile.

“together?” y/n offered, returning his smile with one of her own

“together,” leo confirmed, nodding his head in a way that couldn’t be argued with.

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez

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lovettesgem · 10 months

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miles e1610! hcs bc y not

I feel like miles is the “love at first sight” kind of person but subconsciously?, and only realizes it / accepts it consciously the more time he spends around the person he fell for.

that being said, i feel like when yall first met and were starting to get to know each other, he was pretty awkward and nervous, and you noticing it makes him think that he’s blowing his chance to get closer to you bUT it actually makes him so much cuter and charming

would 100% try the shoulder thing w you at some point in the beginning bUT !! IT’S SO MUCH BETTER THIS TIME BC HE ACTUALLY HAS SOME RIZZ AND HE MAYBE MANAGES TO MAKE YOU FEEL SOMETHING DESPITE BEING A PUDDLE OF AWKWARDNESS (his uncle would be so proud omg)

I feel like he likes being friends with the person he’s into before he jumps into dating them, regardless of whether he knows you reciprocate his feelings or not. He likes the idea of 1) getting to know you gradually and having a solid foundation for a relationship if you two do decide to date later on, and 2) if you don’t like him back or if things don’t work out, he can still be friends with you and have fun with you if you’re okay with it.

He’s very giving. He doesn’t need to spend a lot of money to spoil you or make you feel special. He always gives you little gifts like cute doodles of the things you like, going out to eat at that place you mentioned you wanted to try out, setting you as his wallpaper, making you playlists for every possible scenario and mood, etc. these things seem so simple, but it’s his way of showing you that you mean the world to him and he’s thinking about you every second of every day.

I feel like he’s a more simple person. The things that give him butterflies are the things that seem so small to you. He’s a sucker for sharing earphones and listening to a shared playlist you both created, holding hands while strolling down the street, having matching denim patches or enamel pins, etc.

He wants to get into whatever you’re into. Even if he was completely uninterested prior to meeting (and later dating) you, the fact that it’s YOU who likes it makes it worthy of a (borderline) hyperfixation. He tries to learn everything he can about the things you like, because every time he starts a conversation about it with you, the way your eyes light up is so precious that he can’t help but get addicted to doing it.

Being spiderman and a full-time student at a boarding school makes it fairly difficult to carve out a chunk of time to spend with you. So, he proposed that you guys could just study together, finish some assignments for your classes, and then help each other with the subjects the other person struggles with. Most of your study sessions just result in you two talking about random things and being less productive than you usually would individually, but yall have such a good time together and your grades stay high so if it ain’t broken don’t fix it ig.

ALSO !! you’re canonically good at spanish, you have to be for his sake. Though, he tutors you with physics so it’s a win-win situation.

trust me though, Rio’s thrilled that you brought his spanish grade up, you speak a decent amount of spanish yourself, and refer to her by her surname and not her first name. In some ways, it really does look like she’s a bigger fan of you than her son 💀

since miles’ is spiderman in earth 1610, he spends half his time doing night patrol and ensuring that the city is safe. I feel like he’s fairly trusting of his partner? even though he was absolutely petrified of revealing himself, he sat you down on a friday night and told you he was spiderman. you were shocked at first but thinking back to all the times he came in through the window into his dorm room, the barely comprehensible texts, and the number of times he was late to class because he was either tired or had some shady excuse – you were surprised you didn’t piece it together sooner.

you assured him that you still love him regardless and you’ll try to be more understanding from that point forward, so all in all it went great

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chrollohearttags · 11 months

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even tho armin so toxic..yall still be having the best make up sex everrr!! Im talking about him like all up in your ear moanin n groanin,telling you how sorry he is and how much he loves that pus pus.Just for him to repeat the same shit again!😭😭

hello!!!! 😭😭😭 because armin is just not going to do right for shit idc! But he ain’t got to when he got good dick.

content warning: toxic ass sex, breeding and pregnancy mention, daddy’s used a few times, dacryphilia, squirting, bulging

you could fight with this man for the entire week. Blowing up his phone, getting into fights and even kicking him out after his ten thousandth screw up but nothing was ever going to change. You were attached to one another in the worst way possible. Especially when he came through after the smoke cleared and made amends in the best way he knew how..

“ ‘Minnnn… ‘s fucking deep in this pussy..shit! Feels so good..”

“I know it does, I can tell by the way you’re squeezing, baby. You don’t want me to pull out, do you?”

a question he already knew the answer to before you even spoke. Your cunt clamping down and spasming with each deep stroke he delivered. Positioned perfectly on his right hip with your body angled ever so slightly onto your side as well so he could hit your spot with precision. Keeping a hand planted gently in the center of your torso, Armin left a trail of kisses along your jawbone, filling your head with all sorts of deceitful things. Promises he never planned to follow through on, apologies that didn’t mean a thing and of course, his favorite thing to say when he had you at your most vulnerable:

“Got me all in your stomach..pressing through that skin. Makes me wanna get your fine ass pregnant—you’d look so pretty with my baby inside of you, sweetheart. I just know it..”

the words causing you to come unglued; breaking at the seams and all of your resolve shattered. You had caved in the worst way. Not only allowing back into your home but your bed, your body and now your mind as well. What was it about him that made you believe every word he said?! He wasn’t faithful, he was always more hassle than he was worth but there was one thing that Armin done better than anyone on this earth and that was make you feel like you were ascending. Fucking you so good, you’d thought you saw heaven! Even if he put you through hell for the rest of the time together..

“You gonna let daddy come in that pussy? Please?…you just feel so warm, I don’t wanna leave it..”

pleading to you all helpless with his hand stroking the side of your face, keeping your gazes locked together. Meanwhile, he was still pounding up into you. His strokes growing faster with each passing second and that slight bump still appearing at the pit of your lower belly. Cream sloshing all around his shaft and making a mess of him and the sheets. Suddenly, a tear fell from your eye and he’d be quick to swipe it away with his thumb and quell you with a barrage of sloppy kisses. Telling you how much he loved you and how sorry he was for stressing you out. But he wouldn’t do it again..so as long as you let him nut inside of you. Right now, you’d believe just about anything if he kept fucking you like this. Reaching down to rub your clit, Armin suckled on your neck and tried to stifle his own moans but to no avail and it was then that you truly couldn’t resist.

“This dick is yours, baby. I belong to you and only you..promise. You trust me, don’t you?”

“Yes!..fuck..”

“And this pussy? It’s mine, right? No one else can have it..get you this wet. All me?”

“Yes daddy! It’s your pussy..take it.”

all the confirmation he needed because only seconds later, you’d feel him come to a complete halt and suddenly, he’d go quiet. That was until he let out a loud grunt along with a giant load of warm, sticky cum. Pulsating inside of you with rope like consistency. As if he had been waiting all week to do that. The inviting warmth making him drain every single drop into that little womb. Probably fulfilling his earlier promise of making you carry his child. Even so, you were just still floating on your own cloud of afterglow so you didn’t care much about the consequences at the moment. Only being in his grasp and being fed all his pretty little lies.

“Thank you, baby. I needed that so much and I know you did too..I love you, (y/n).”

even if he didn’t mean a word.

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sinning-23 · 6 months

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Bend

Still obsessed, and I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism.

Buggy x Contortionish! Reader

Warnings: tension you can cut a knife with, uhhhh yeah yall good

Your body was like that of a slinky, yet unlike the spindly toy when tangled, you managed to slip your joints back into place with ease. Your back twisting while your legs bend and turn at your whim, you head and neck turning to slide under the gap of your legs.

As far as he knew you hadn’t consumed a devil fruit so how the FUCK was that even possible. It was like your bones turned to putty, almost nonexistent beneath your skin. Skin he dreamed of feeling under his rough fingertips, letting the warmth heat up his palms.

He couldn’t bear to breathe, heart pounding at the thought of something going wrong and you possible hurting yourself. But you never did, always lifting with your own body strength out of a maticulous back bend to stand and smile with those pearly whites. You blow kisses to the audience and pack up the suitcase you had popped out of to exit the stage.

You’d never really paid that much attention to your Captain….bold faced lie. You alway paid attention to your Captain more than any crewmen ever really should. You threw hardest stunts and pulled your best tricks just for him to glance at you.

You’d always seeked approval, something your past had molded in your character. And when it came to someone you, more or less, held high or admired on a different scale, that aspect jumped out before you could catch it. So when your Caprain made a point to compliment your performance, you took it to heart, stretching more, bending until you felt like you’d snap in half despite years of contortion training and gymnastics.

Your grin is wide and he notices. It didn’t take much to realize how hard you worked when it came to having your Captain observe your acts. He could tell, he could always tell and that why you were here. The piece of him that seeked for someone to want to do more because of him, overachieve for him, be good for him, ate it up.

“Did I do good?” You ask breathlessly, (e/c) hues gazing so longingly into his own. He knew his pupils were blown wide.

Natural human reaction when seeing something you want.

Buggy can’t help but grin at the statement. There you were, chasing his approval and looking at at him like some lost puppy looking for scraps. And that’s exactly what he’d give you. Glimmers of hope and small compliments so that you’d keep chasing him. Keep wanting more. Keep wanting him. Don’t overdo it but still get the point across. No matter how bad he wanted to tell you just how flawless you seemed.

“Of course you did! My pretty, skilled, performer.”

You nod at the statement, smile and eye brighter than ever.

And it was sweet….until it wasn’t.

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You’d performed again tonight per Buggy’s request considering this particular pillage went far better than expected. All he needed to end it was to see your beautiful body bend and twist and for you to smile at him like how you usually did! Accept…you didn’t. Your act was great per usual, but instead of asking HIM what he thought, you were talking to some other crew mate. That same smile he he’d claimed as only his so selfishly, was being flashed to this goon.

And gods did it burn him up inside.

Jealousy? What the fuck was he, 12? He knew you weren’t his and he didn’t own you or control every aspect of your like but damn it if he didn’t want to. If he had it his way you’d never leave his arm.

There it was. That brief glance in his direction with tinted cheeks. You’d rather be talking to him this intensely. He can see your facade begin to crumple. Responses in the conversation becoming short and as soon as the other bastard had left you practically sprinted to him.

“Lovely conversation you were having princess?” He growls, making your mouth open but quickly closes again. Your heart flutters at the pet name.

"I-I was just...anyway, did I do-" Before you could even finish you captain was grabbing you by the face, eyeing you in a way that could only be described as territorial.

“I-I-I,” he teased your stutter.

“Why don't you ask me that later? And I'll show you just how good you are." Its a promise but feels so much like a threat it makes your legs wobble.

He releases you, eyes somehow darker with something....more, his pupils damn near taking the entirety of his irises. You could've sworn they darted to your lips but before you could process he walked off, leaving you wrecked.

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Orders were orders, and if you weren't anything else, you were obedient. He did say to ask later, so there you were, standing nervously in front of your captain's quarters searching for...hell, you couldn't even answer that.

What fantasies had you cooked up in your little love-sick brain that made you do this? Were you hoping he'd praise you more? Tell you how special you were, how beautiful, how talented you'd been earlier. All the while having you kneeled down, head resting against his thigh.

What were you expecting? A reward for trying your best for him? For his attention. For him to stroke your cheek and tell you that you were doing so good with his length training your inexperienced throat?

You swallow hard, shaking the thoughts from your head before hesitantly knocking. There's a silence....

one second...

two seconds....

You knock again, the door being thrown open with a rather irritated growl verberating from the other side that startles you. And there he is...just him, looking so wound up, as if he was expecting something, but what you assume was at the sight of you, makes the look soften.

There’s a silence but he soon moves out the way do the frame as if to invite you in. And you do, eyes wandering around the state of his room. It was….almost magical. Like something out of a dark fantasy, trinkets handing from the ceiling, things over the walls. Messy but calculated, like only he would be able to find what he needed in the clutter because in his head, it was a system that suited him.

“You came.” He stated, vest open for you to catch a glimpse of his chest, scars littering him here and there and it makes your throat close.

“You called.”

There’s a silence and you open your mouth to speak but quickly close it. What even possessed you to come here at this damn near ungodly hour?! Oh that’s right, you horny little brain and an unfulfilled praise kink did. He’s eyeing you, hands fidgeting at his sides. That look, eyes low and focused, shining when they looked at you, like he was, debating this.

“I didn’t tell you how you did earlier, is that why you decided to show up?” He questions, already knowing the answer.

You freeze up, nodding yes but that wasn’t a good enough response for him. There he goes, grabbing your chin to focus but you feel like it’s no use, your brain is moving a million miles a minute.

“You said you’d show me. So, are you a man of your word Captain?”

He groans at your response, thumb trailing down your already parted lips. Dangerous is what you were, but so good, so desperate for praise. Hell, he’d never admit it, but so was he. This was a sure fire recipe for disaster, two bitched with praise kinks and attachment issues. All he could mutter out with list filled venom was a simple command you’d be all to happy to comply with.

“Bend.”

#i don't care he's hot #opla buggy #captain buggy #buggy x reader #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #op buggy #tension #one piece #not smut #and then they kiss #reader is a contortionist

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misshoneysplayhouse · 1 year

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Wine Pon You| h.zoe

since the new episode has us hange fans in distress, i have to bless you all with this, i cant get them out of my head and ofc you know i'm higher than a horse dick rn so enjoy, i'm so glad i'm attracting more hange lovers to my page I love yall frl.

song list for this cuz.....babyyyyy my playlist did justice fa meeeee

Remember You- By Wiz Khalifa ft the Weeknd

Wine Pon You- By Doja Cat

Too Deep- dvsn

CW: dom!hange, thigh riding, oral(f!receiving) orgasm denial, backshots pet names (Princess, doll, pretty girl) spitting is mentioned dacryphilia, overstimulation, fingering, riding and just nasty talking in general, Hange is very vocal

The sounds of heels could be heard behind you, there were girls frantically running around, drenched in anticipation as the big news flooded through the locker room. You could be found in front of your vanity mirror, brushing the finishing touches and making sure your outfit was on just right.

Being a stripper wasn't exactly the life path you had set course for but the fast money became addicting, almost making close to 1 to 2,000 dollars a night, the endless drinks and hot ass people with pockets heavier than the smoke in the building, you couldn't stop now.

But tonight was big, Eren the club's owner had told the you all that the city's biggest bachelor Levi was gonna be in the building along with his whole entourage and that he needed the baddest heifers on the floor!

When he mentioned that, you instantly came to mind, you were a fan favorite in the club which caused a lot of drama to stir up in the lockerroom. That included the ugly stares, the pathetic attempts to steal and take from your money pile, and one thing you didn't play about was your money!

Getting up from the mirror you looked at the text Eren had sent saying to meet him in his office so you snuck your money bag behind it and switched your way up the stairs, hearing the teeth sucking and smart ass remarks from the other girls.

"There she is, my pretty little money maker.." He smiles, watching your body walk in, eyes flickering towards your chest.

"You called me up here for what? It better not be what I think it is." You spoke with a smile, rolling your eyes.

"No good luck kiss tonight, got it." He laughed. "But no, I just learned that Hange, the CEO of Zoe Productions is gonna be with Levi tonight and instead of putting your focus on him, I want you on Hange." He begins, pulling the blunt hanging on his ear to light it.

"Hange? I've never heard of them so they can't be that big." You joked.

"Oh but they are, so don't half ass, they aren't some old geezer- matter of fact, I'll let you see for your own eyes, they just pull up." He smirks, looking at his phone while smokes blows from his nose.

"Yeah, yeah i guess i'll be the judge of them." You chuckle, not taking a single word he said seriously.

He follows you out of his office while you turned one way and he went the other, there were already rumors of you and him fucking and messing around so you didn't want to be caught coming out of his office together to fuel the fire.

the music blasted throughout the building as yoou walked around, skimming the area to find the so called CEO so you could get a good idea on how to drain their pockets dry. The place was packed but you expected nothing less on a Friday night.

After spending a minute too long looking for them, you decided to rack up a few small lap dances in the meantime, you saw one of your coworkers heading towards a huge group of people but you couldn't make out the surprisingly tall figure.

That's when you felt an arm pull you away from the huge crowd, you recognized the cologne and sucked your teeth when you made eye contact with Eren.

"The hell you yanking me up like a toddler for?"

"I don't have time for the complaints, I need you on stage, Sasha sprained her ankle and all the girls are stuck on trying to get into Levi's section. You know how to make a show.." He pleaded.

"Hange will get a better look at you on stage, which will definitely make them call you to the champagne room, and that's the kinda money we need tonight." He went on.

You started to ponder for a slight second, finally agreeing to step on the stage, you weren't foreign to the stage since that's how you started out, you grew your fanbase from it so tonight wouldn't be any different.

I'm currently playing Remember You by Wiz Khalifa and The Weeknd, and umm..I just came everywhere..it'll definitely enhance this whole scene

"If i could have yall's attention,I have a beautiful woman coming out to peform and I want all eyes to the stage, she needs no introduction and hopefully she'll show me a thing or two tonight after this.." Connie starts in the mic, lowering the music.

"Coming to the stage, The devious Miss(S/N)!"

The music flooded your ears as Connie had the speakers in the building at max, the bass thudding through your chest and the lights dimmed to show a cool purple LED like light behind you, almost like the people were watching your shadow.

You started your set, slow and sinfully teasing the crowd by starting on the floor of the stage, you could feel a certain set of eyes on your body out of the hundreds of eyes on you. It felt hot, almost burning with pleasure and you wanted to find its source.

You hooked your leg around the pole, twirling around and climbing up to continue on with your set, spreading your legs wide as you spun around.

The feeling of the bills falling on your skin was like your own personal drug, and tonight you felt as if you were in a shower, yeah Fridays night were packed but this felt off. You dropped down from the pole into a split looking into the crowd, that's when you found the burning eyes staring a hole in you.

Hange.

Wearing a grey suit with the jacket hanging on their shoulders, a black wife beater with a single link gold chain hanging from their neck and a cigar between their slender fingers. You expected some old, 50 year old with a few strands of hair on their head, your mind scrambled up once your eyes connected with theirs.

They were leaning back in the chair, legs spread apart like a slut and their hair in half up half down style. They push up their glasses with their middle finger, adjusting their sitting position by pushing their hips up, leaning forwards towards the stage.

You took this opportunity to "interact" with your fans, crawling towards them to get a better look at what you were dealing with. You've dealt with attractive customers before but this might need a bit more self control.

They had a scar on the left eye, slashing through their eye brow and pretty rings decorated on theirs fingers, you notice them pull out a big band of cash, pulling out a 100 dollar bill and slipping it in your bralette.

You bite your lip, taking the bill and sliding it down to put it on the side of your thong, they take another bill and place it on the other side watching your body move as you went to the other side. You couldn't linger for long or show too much favoritism, no matter how good they looked, your only mission was to tease them long enough to get them in the room.

Once you finished up the lights went back to black and you rushed backstage all the way to the locker room to change and freshen up, you wet up your bottoms on stage and because you knew it was a matter of time before Hange requested you.

You chose a green outfit this time with your breasts sitting out perfectly and the tallest heels you could walk in, heading back into the crowd.

Right on cue, Eren comes up to send you the back and usually you were quick to go ahead and get it over with but you hesitated for a second.

"Whatever happens in the champagne room stays in the champagne room" was the sign that hung over the hallway of the rooms, you could feel two heartbeats colliding with each other as you found the number of the room. You had to get yourself together, this was just another client, another business person to drain and nothing to get yourself worked up on.

But all of your common sense flew out of the window as you walked inside. They were standing tall, pouring two glasses of champagne and handing one to you as you closed the door.

"Thank you.." You said, following them as they called you over with one finger.

"I've heard so much about you..I needed to see for myself if all the talk was true.." They started as they patted their lap, signaling you to straddle them.

You obeyed as you took a sip from your glass, a small smirk forming in the corner of your lips.

"Funny enough, I haven't heard much about you, is that intentional?" You asked, pretending to adjust yourself as you felt a bulge right on your core, you mentally widened your eyes since you weren't expecting them to be this hard.

"For my line of work it is, from what the public knows I own a movie production studio, and that's all they need to know." They smirked, their thumb in the crease of your thighs and their fingers on your ass pushing your hips to slightly create friction

"So you do porn?" You said, adding everything together while still subconsciously bucking your hips a little faster, hoping they wouldn't notice but it looked a little too late.

"And I'm looking at my new project as we speak.." They smirked, finishing the glass with their eyes slowly fucking your body while pushing their hips up, making you gasp.

"I'm not doing anything I don't get paid for.." You spat, looking directly into their eyes, both of your faces just inches away.

"You don't have to worry about that, I'd personally pay you...you wouldn't be fucking anyone doll, you'd be fucking me...I want you to be my personal pornstar princess.." They spoke, their voice warm and hushed, sending a line of chills down your spine.

Biting your lip you moved your hips faster, with both of Hange's hands attached guiding you perfectly.

"Show me how nasty you really are.." They continued, placing kisses up and down the middle of your chest still keeping the eye contact while they slipped a nipple in their mouth.

You finally dropped the shy girl act and took Hange's hand off your hip, moving it exactly where you needed it to be, they slide the thin piece of fabric to the side, your sticky fluids dripping out of you as their finger eases it way inside, practically sucking it in.

"You talk too much.." You mumble, letting a few moans escape from your throat as they add another, curling their fingers and hitting your g-spot like they knew your body. A large groan followed next when their speed increased.

"You usually get this wet with all your clients?" They smugly ask, ignoring the smart remark, with their fingers speeding up purposely so you couldn't form a single sentence.

"I-I dont-"

"Shhh, shh princess, let your body talk for me." They teased, listening to the nasty squelching sounds coming from your soaked pussy, you could feel your stomach tighten up, and the palm of their hand rubbing your clit, you heard yourself whimper before covering your mouth with your hands.

You felt a bit embarrassed that you were so close from you both doing barely anything, but you couldn't care it felt too fucking good to hold back. Just as soon as you mentally let go, they pull out of you causing you to whine from the empty feeling.

"Why'd you stop? You knew I was cl-"

They shut you up by shoving their soaked fingers into your mouth, watching you suckle on them with strings of saliva forming on your lips.

"I knew you were close, only a nasty bitch like you can clamp down on my fingers like that..on your stomach for me." They spoke, palming themselves watching you arch your back on the elongated couch.

Being the nasty slut you were, you shook your ass in anticipation spreading your pussy lips and rubbing your swollen clit thinking you were finna get stuffed full of dick. Your whole body shivered as you felt the warm wetness from their tongue licking a stripe from your clit to your quivering cunt.

Their tongue easily sliding in between your folds, sucking you like they wanted to drain you entirely. Your eyes crossed when they spat on your pussy, watching it drip down, rubbing it in with their hand, sticking their thumb in and out of you just to tease.

"You like eating me like a bitch in heat?"

"Just as much as you like screaming like one.." They replied, wrapping their lips back in the same spot, flicking and swirling their tongue as their hands joined in, pumping in and out.

"Oh god, fuckkk...please! I'm cumming! I'm- HANGE!" You screamed out, your body shakes with your cunt squirting fluids all over the couch, not realizing you slipped up and said their name.

"Such a pretty mess you made..and I thought you didn't know too much about me.." Hange mocked, cleaning you up and slapping your thighs to keep you from squirming, you felt your stomach in multiple knots from the sensitivity. "Didn't take you to be a squirter.."

"Me either.." You mumbled, trying to get your head together. But Hange gave you no time for that. Gripping you by the back of your neck they pulled you up, turning your head around for a sloppy kiss.

You normally don't kiss clients but your head was so fogged up and full of them that those rules went out of the question, you'd just have to deal with the lecture later.

You felt them suck your face off in the most disrespectful way possible, sucking on your tongue and biting your lower lip. You couldn't help but moan in their mouth kindly returning the nasty favor.

By now you're completely naked, with them wearing nothing but the black wifebeater and grey dress pants that surely ended up on the floor next. You felt them pick you up, the coldness of a wall on your back and the tip of something poking at your throbbing cunt.

Your legs were in no shape to be fucked against the wall but Hange didn't want to hear a single complaint.

"I'll hold you together, doll, just fall apart in my hands for me..make those pretty sounds like you did before.." They your body whispered in your ear, holding your legs up with their tatted forearms like you were pure putty in their hands, thrusting into you.

You could feel yourself stretching out by the inch as they pound into you, their hair all disheveled with slight moans escaping their throat, feeling you clamp them like a vice.

"Why are you so fucking wet? This all for me doll, hm?" They growled, marking your neck with bruises and bites.

"It's all for you, it's all for you- fuck! Don't stop, please I swear i'm gonna cum all over this dick.."

"That's right princess, talk to me while i'm inside of you..tell me what you want.." Hange egged on.

"I want you to punish me, I wanna squirt all over you and make a fucking mess, Hange fuck me..pleasee." You pleaded, wrapping your legs around them with all the strength you could find, with tears prickling in the corners of your eyes, you were so fucking close.

Hange noticed the tears falling from your face and watched the mascara stain your face, kissing your stained cheeks with a toothy smirk.

"You look so fucking pretty like this..on your knees..hurry up." They panted, pulling out of you while you quickly got on the floor, they followed behind you, smacking your ass while you shook your hips to rub against them.

Pushing back inside, you both groan out with pleasure as Hange continues with the same pace as before, their hands pulling you in deeper.

"You feel so fucking good, s'good..i'm gonna cum all over that pretty face.." They grumbled, rutting into you.

"Please cum in me Hange, PLEASE! Fuck me just like that..just like that baby!" You groaned out, spreading yourself open so they could really hit your shit, you could feel them in the pit of your stomach, repeatedly hitting that spongy spot inside of you, that familiar feeling crept back in and crashed hard, with you letting out a loud scream.

"I'm not done just yet princess, give me one more pretty girl, please?" Hange cooed to you as they fucked you through the shivering orgasm, you swore you started to see stars.

"I know you can doll, just breathe for me." Hange went on, spitting on their hand and rubbing small circles on your clit. You whine from the sensitivity as your legs shake violently, the tears were flowing at this point but you couldn't help why you and your body wanted more.

"I want more of it...fuck..please cum inside of me Hange.." You begged once more, turning your hips up to push back without their help.

"Ouu shit, just like that princess..fuck me back then.." Hange swore, biting their lower lip as they lifted up their shirt, leaning back a bit to watch your ass move up and down on them and listening to your pussy squelch.

Hard smacks to your ass echoed in the room, as their voice escalated to a whimper as you picked up your pace, they finally let you take over and you wanted to pull all your tricks out to prove a point.

"Like that baby? This pussy sucking you dry? I want all of it Hange, give it to me please baby?" You teased, throwing your ass against them, feeling your own orgasm coming in close.

"I'm gonna cum all in this pussy baby, look at me- fuck just like that, you look so fucking good.." They babbled, watching you as you turned your neck to look back at them.

Their face was covered with the color red with a few strands stuck to their forehead, you could tell they were about to spray your insides white, this made you put your all into it, they gripped your hips hard forming crescent shaped indents deep into your skin, sporadically pounding inside of you, whimpering and moaning as you were bound to the ground, stuck in a euphoric state of pleasure.

"I'm cumming, I'M GONNA-" Was all you head before you felt ropes of warm cum fill you up in the nastiest way possible, you could feel them twitch inside of you as they still weren't finished, fucking the cum deeper into you.

Soon enough you creamed all over Hange only adding to the nasty mess they created not too long ago. They finally pulled out and watched as their cum spilled out of you, like an artist looking at a finished project.

You were mentally out of it, your legs gave out and you were on the floor with cum spilling out of your pussy and drool coming from your lips, bitch you were dickmatized.

"So..." They panted. "How do we tell Eren?"

Yallllllll, this is the nastiest thing my fingers have typed- this has been in my drafts for so long...but oh my fuck..i'm fucking pregnant....

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killmongerskeepermain · 7 months

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Hide and Seek

Pairing: Ghostface!Shuriri x FemReader

Warning: Fluff // Being Hunted? // Smut // Shuri calling the shots // Slight Dom!Shuri

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: Hope yall like it!!!

Shuri // Riri

"Usana don't be nervous. We aren't going to hurt you." Shuri laughed as you rolled your eyes behind the blindfold you were tricked into wearing. "It's just us ma. You ain't got nothing to be worrying about."

"The blindfold?" You asked, pointing at your face and the two women once again laughed at your whining. "Gotta keep it a surprise." Riri replied, rubbing her hand over the back of your neck. "You've said that but I am not convinced." The drive wasn't long but you felt yourself slowly drifting off to sleep before the car came to a stop. "We're here." You reached for the knot where the blindfold was tied before a pair of hands stopped you.

"Slow down we got to go over the rules first." Riri chuckled and you sighed but put your hands in your lap. "Now this a big building. Abandoned. The point of this little game is to run and hide. We chase, you run. For 45 whole minutes. Whoever gets to you first gets to have their way with you all night while the other watches." You felt your pussy throb at the thought and had to stop yourself from biting your lip. Didn't want to seem too excited. "And if neither of you catches me?"

"You take the lead this time. But if we catch you, it won't be too nice." Practically grinning, Riri jumped out of the back seat and opened your door. You held onto her as you stepped out. Feeling Shuri walk up behind you, your eyes fluttered open as she undid the blindfold. You stared up at the long abandoned 2 story building in front of you. "Yall want me to hide in there?" The question rolled off your tongue before the past princess laughed into your shoulder. "It's alright. We checked it beforehand. It's empty and has been for some years."

"And what if some crackhead snuck in there. Or if some masked psycho tries to kill me?" Riri wrapped her hand around your waist as she peppered soft kisses to your jaw. "They're gonna have to deal with us first." You rolled your eyes as you looked back up at the building. "Do I get a head start?"

"Of course. 10 minutes." Shuri said letting the wind blow through her curls with her eyes closed. "You want me to find a hiding spot in THERE in 10 minutes? What the fuck is yall on?"

"9 minutes." Her tone was filled with mischief and you narrowed your eyes as she stared up at the sky. "You better run baby." You didn't even reply to Riri as you slowly backed away from the two. When Shuri said nothing else you took the hint and booked it through the busted front door. Scanning the area you cursed to yourself and up the first set of stairs you saw. You figured you'd only make it to the second floor before they came in. Ducking room after room you tried to find a good spot to sit and hide. Under a desk? No, too easy. Behind a door? Come on now Y/N. You know these two. Riri is too quiet and Shuri is stupid fast. You can't outrun either of them. All you know is that you CANNOT sit still. Move when they move. Stop when they stop. Alright. This office room will be your starting point. 10 minutes had passed and you couldn't do anything but wait. Wait until you spotted one of them because hearing them was out of the question. The building was silent. Not even their footsteps were heard. You had managed to keep yourself hidden for a good 30 minutes. You'd see one of the women every now and then but you kept your distance. Eventually you managed to see a shadow turn one of the far off corners down the hall. One of them was up here with you again. "Come out. Come out, wherever you are." You caught a glimpse of her turning the corner in front of you and you silently creeped into the next room, ignoring her taunting. Figured since she checked there she won't come back. You silently ducked under a nearby desk as one of them dragged into the room. You had a feeling it was Riri. Her walk was smooth and confident. Even though they were hunting you, they weren't going to hurt you. Although the thrill of it all sent jolts through your bones. Something felt off. There's no way they'll find you in the next 10 minutes. But that's the scary part. They usually don't take this long when they are in full hunter mode. You shook your head and determination crossed your features as you watched her movements. When she left the room you slowly made your way down the hall with a wide grin. Time was almost up. And for once you were going to win. All you had to do was make it back outside. Reaching the bottom of the stairs meant you were home free. You scanned the hall to the left of you. And to the right. Not a single mask in sight so you made a dash to the front door with a wide smile on your lips.

Just before you could reach the doorway, a gloved hand grabbed your waist and lifted you off the ground. You whipped your head around and looked up to see Shuri take off her mask with a smirk. "Aww so close. But I win." Her lips founds yours as she pulled you in for a passionate kiss. "How did you…..where did you even come from! I checked!" Riri came down the stairs and slipped her own mask off. "Damn I should have just got her upstairs."

"Excuse me? You knew I was there?"

"Of course I did. I was playing with my food and slipped up." She started with a slight shrug. "As per usual." Shuri's comment was ignored and Riri went to continue her thought. "But it's good to see you get all nervous. Not knowing our next move." She grinned and you folded your arms across your chest. Shuri kissed your temple as you huffed. "You were so close to getting out." She pecked your lips as you rolled your eyes. "Come on. Let's get home before the storm rolls in."

When you made it home you could barely sit still. Curious about what she had planned for you. Shuri made the three of you drinks and you made a quick toast before downing it in one gulp. The two of you followed the taller woman to the bedroom and she tossed her bag on the floor. You could tell she wasn't going to make this easy for you. No matter how much you craved it. Had this turned out in your favor you'd be downstairs forcing the two of them to watch a movie with you while the rain fell. But you lost. You lost and she was about to indulge in her prize. "Hold out your hands." You did as you were told and held out your arms in front of you. She used the blindfold from earlier and tied your wrists together. With a raised brow Riri sat down in the bedroom chair as Shuri pushed you to sit on the bed. Your eyes never left hers as she let her jacket fall to the floor. Without breaking her gaze she tied the other end of the blindfold to the headboard. "Just to make sure you don't move." She said as she held up her knife. "Shuri-" Your warning was cut short as she planted a kiss on your neck. "I'm not going to cut you princess. Just getting this out of the way." She made a clean cut of your shirt and bra straight down the middle. Your breath hitched as the cool air hit your exposed skin. Your nipples hardened not long after she pulled your pants down your legs. She grabbed hold on one of one of your breasts while letting her lips close around the pierced bud. You arched off the mattress feeling your own wetness coating your thighs.

"Fuck, Shuri." She started to suck on your sensitive buds causing your legs to wrap around her hips. You needed her closer. Her kisses left a hot wet trail down your body as she maneuvered her way between your thighs. She gave a quick kiss to your throbbing clit as her thumb brushed against your opening. "She's so wet for me. Perfect." With one lick you moaned out wishing you could just push her face where you needed her the most. She started off slowly while you enjoyed the moment, fluttering your eyes closed. Everytime you would try to push down into her she'd smack your thigh. "I don't need your help usana. I can make you cum on my own." As the words left her she dove back into your dripping pussy without a care in the world. You could tell Riri was getting turned on as she started fidgeting in her seat. The sounds of your gushing pussy being music to her ears. Your hips bucked uncontrollably as you felt yourself come closer to your release. You tugged at the restraints as Shuri slipped a finger past your lips. Her fingertips grazed your walls as you clenched down around her digits with your bottom lip between your teeth. "That's my girl." Her lips found your sensitive bud once more as she sped up the pace, curling her fingers to rub against the spot that made you see stars. "Fuck! Shuri just like that. Don't stop!" You shouted as you shut your eyes tight letting your orgasm surge through you. She held you down with her hand flat on your stomach as you twitched and pulled at the fabric binding your wrists. "I got you princess. Give it all to me." Riri sat anxious across from you while biting her nails as she watched you come undone underneath the other woman. The way your face contorted in pleasure as Shuri slurped up every drop that rolled down your thighs. The wakandan pulled away slightly to kiss your inner thigh while rubbing small circles into your skin, giving you some time to calm down. Riri caught Shuri's gaze as a small smirk appeared on the woman's lips. "Come over here baby." Riri arched her brow before standing up and making her way over to the bed as Shuri stood to her full height. She went up behind Riri, wrapping her arms around her waist. By now it had started to rain and the clouds darkened the room a little.

"What do you think? Y/N and I make our own little movie and you should be our camera woman for the night. Might as well since you're just watching. Isn't that right?" Riri let her eyes flutter closed as Shuri left wet kisses along her neck and shoulder. You laid there to catch your breath watching them, getting wetter by the second. Shuri slipped her phone in Riri's hands, resting her chin on her shoulder. You grinned at the two while biting your lip as Riri zoomed in on your dazed expression, trying to ignore the throbbing between her legs. She didn't even notice Shuri had pulled away and replaced her boxers with a strap. A new one at that. "Aye be careful with that." Riri was more concerned about the size hurting you than how wild Shuri can get. "Don't worry, she can handle it." Her hand slipped in your curls and you groaned at the feeling of her fingertips running over your scalp. The feeling was short lived as she pulled your head back to look you in the eyes. "Can't you Y/N?" With a soft hum Riri rolled her eyes before moving to get a better angle as the tip pushed at your entrance. Suddenly Shuri pulled away while rubbing her chin. "Go in front of the bed." Riri frowned but moved around the bed as Shuri untied the fabric from the headboard. "You keep this in place." You were now on your knees with your ass up in the air. Riri held onto the end of the blindfold, keeping your arms stretched out in front of you. You moaned as you felt your pussy begin to stretch out. Shuri slowly pushed into you while holding onto your waist. "See? She can take it. All of it." She buried her strap to the hilt as a shudder went down her spine. Shuri loved the way you invited her in. Regardless of how big it was. "Oh fuck! It's so big!" You shouted with your face in the covers. "That's it." She pulled out to the tip before sliding back into you. Seeing there was little to no resistance she picked up the pace. You moaned out as the sound of skin against skin drowned out the raindrops hitting the window.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck it feels so good." You tugged at the blindfold as Shuri's thrusts never let up. She pounded into you as your eyes never broke from Riri's lustful gaze. "Tell her how bad you want to cum usana." You opened your mouth to speak but no words formed as only sinful sounds emitted from you. You couldn't keep your head up and let your cheek hit the sheets bundled under you. "Seems she needs a little encouragement. Don't you think Riri?" Shuri spoke out with heavy breaths in between as she fucked you closer to your orgasm. Her hand slipped around your throat, pulling hard enough to bring your body against hers. Putting your front on display for Riri to record. Your breasts bounced as Shuri's thrusts got sloppy. Her own release is nearing. You can feel it by the way she fucks you. "You gonna cum for the camera ma? Looking so fucking good for me." Shuri groaned watching the dildo disappear inside you. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna fucking cum." Shuri leaned back to get a better angle and you felt her hitting the perfect spot as he hips slammed against the curves of your ass. "That's right cum on that dick." You screamed out as your walls clenched around her strap. "Oh shit! Fuck! I'm cumming." She fucked you through your orgasm, holding you by the arms and smirked at the way you creamed all over her. That sent her over the edge and she buried her face into your shoulder, her own orgasm rushing through her body. You grabbed hold of her hand as she slowed down before wrapping her arms around your stomach. After a couple more slow strokes she pulled out and you fell against the bed. Riri zoomed in on your blessed out expression before smiling. "You good ma?" With a light nod you gave a thumbs up and she chuckled before stopping the video. "You did so well for us usana." Shuri muttered as she kissed your bare shoulder. "Maybe for you, I had to sit back and watch the whole time." You reached out and grabbed hold on Riri's thigh which sent a jolt up her spine. "I think she could go for one more." Riri stared at Shuri for confirmation before looking down at you. You bit your bottom lip as you tapped your face a couple of times indicating where you wanted her. She started undoing her pants and Shuri laughed. "I hope yall know I'm keeping this video."

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dabislittlemouse · 8 months

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Tw: Somnophilia

You were sleeping peacefully when Dabi snuck into your apartment late that night. He hadn’t intended on paying you a visit until later on but well…. Shigaraki had gotten on his nerves and now he had some anger he needed to blow off. And what better way to do that… Then with you? So here he found himself standing over your sleeping form. You were on your stomach with your pillow tugged tight to your chest. You looked so cute, so sweet, he almost felt bad for coming….

His mouth twisted into a grin. So tonight, it seemed, was one of those nights that you decided to forgo your sleeping shorts. His gaze travelled like a brand over your bare legs. Your skin so soft and smooth against the calluses of his hands as he finally moved to kneel over you. You squirmed slightly but otherwise didn’t move even as he snickered and bent to trail his warm mouth along the skin of your legs as his hands hiked your hips up.

He pushed his face straight against the skimpy cloth of the thong that barely covered your pretty pink cunt. He let out a rumbling groan as his eyes rolled back and he inhaled the sweet scent that was leaking from between your raised hips. How the hell you hadn’t woken up yet he had no idea but he wasn’t complaining. It was only after he was tongue deep inside of you and slurping at your cunt like a starved beast that you stirred.

Your hips wriggling and soft moans falling from your mouth as you slowly began to come to. He chuckled against you and reached down to quickly undo his own pants as he pulled away from you. He watched through lidded eyes as you turned your head and slowly began to open your eyes. But it was only as he rubbed the thick head of his cock against your leaking hole that you really came awake. Your eyes widened, his grin stretched until his mouth split his face open, as he gripped your hips and slammed himself straight into you.

The cry you let out was music to his ears and he groaned as his head fell back. Gripping your hips for dear life, he set a brutal pace right from the jump. It was all you could do to grip your sheets and take it. “Hahaha fuckin- hnnnghhh! Wakey wakey babydoll~” he taunted as his cock bullied straight past your womb.

“Even half asleep you take it so well. Good fuckin giiiiirrrlllll~” his voice trailed off into a moan as he fucked into you like he would die if he didn’t. And when you came the first time, a loud wail ripping from your throat, he couldn’t help the sadistic laugh that fell from his mouth as he never once stopped.

*moans loudly*

The way this had me so feral yesterday yall- Bean is always there to bless torment me when I’m terribly horny, it’s literally the fourth time I read this I’m not even jokinggggg 😮‍💨😫 I’m so WEAKKKKK for somno

#B’s inbox🦋#Beanie💜#your writing and ideas never fail to make me DAMP af 😮‍💨#i do love being bullied #dabi x reader #dabi #dabi smut #touya todoroki #mha dabi #tw: somnophilia

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crimbabyops · 2 months

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The Cumshot

Montai x F!Reader x Nixx Krios

The all awaiting fic i know yall have been waiting for. I do hope yall enjoy this and it gives you back shivers.

Warnings: NSFW this is an 18+ fic minors DNI p in v, face riding, anal play, Montai has two dicks, pussy eating, vagina play, funny ending, and that's it if i left anything out do let me know.

A/N: This is a little unedited so if theirs any typos anything like do let me know also i do have my request open so feel free to request anything

The sun just settles as you get off of work tired, exhausted, and drained. Maybe even a little frustrated. You remember your encounter with the two demons separately.

You remember how the incubus had you craving for his touch and his attention. He gave you everything no mortal man could. You remember all the marks, the bites, and even the orgasms.

But with the succubus she made you wish for more and more. She showed you the stars and even what your brain looked like. You didn’t think that was possible until her.

They both made you their little pet and you wanted more, not separately though. What you didn’t know though was those demons wanted the same. They wanted you again and again.

Nightfall came and so did you hoping your rose toy can bring you the same pleasure the demons did only for it to fail. With a huff you threw it back into your drawer.

You decide to sleep the horniness off hoping it works. As you sleep four glowing eyes stare down at you. “Our precious little pet, we smell your desire and your frustration so we answer.” they both chuckle.

~~~

You wake up around 4 am. You try to rub your eyes only for your hands to be restrained. Your legs spread, your body turns into this perfect star. You feel nails running across your thighs.

Cold air runs along your breast, your nipples perk up at it. You look around only to not see no one. As your eyes deceive you, you feel fingertips running across your body.

They get closer to your chest only to stop directly on your nipples. You feel lips running across your collarbone leaving small kisses. They continue to tease, rub, and kiss all on your body. You start to get impatient blaming it on the throbbing you feel in between your legs. “P-please!” You beg not knowing who and why.

A British accent you all so remember. “Awww could our little pet not handle the teasing.” Montai runs his nails over your thighs and blows air on your clit. You hear dark chuckles around you. The demons appear, Montai in between your legs and Nixx at your head.

“I thought we trained you better than that, pet. If you want it then you beg for it.” Nixx says pinching your nipples. You arch your back towards her wanting more.

“Please, I need both of you so much.” Your voice is a little shaky from the teasing you received. You continue your pleas for desperation wanting more and more for them to touch you.

“Well should we give our good little pet what they so desperately want?” Montai asks Nixx, you hope for her to say yes. You close your eyes waiting for her response.

“Mmm let’s do it. I missed our little pet screaming for pleasure.” She says just as Monati dives in between your legs. He continues to slide tongue all over moaning at your taste and the way you continue to get wetter and wetter with every move of his tongue.

Your eyes roll as his tongue hits your g-spot over and over just as you were so close to reaching your depths only to be denied entry into heaven. Montai smirks at your whine and smacks your pussy. “Shhh don’t worry, pretty girl ~he chuckles~ You’ll get all your desperate little orgasms and more.” Montai says as two manicured hot pink nails starts pulling at your nipples. You whine at the tension Nixx causes wishing for more of her touch.

“Ah Ah if you want more, use those pretty words of yours.” Nixx says take your nipple in her mouth, biting and pulling it. She rubs her finger down your body and ends in between your legs. She starts rubbing at your hole probing two fingers at your entrance. “Oh you're such a tight little petal, listen to the sounds you're making down here.” she pulls her fingers out.

She moans at the sight of her fingers and holds her fingers out in front of your mouth straddling your waist. You take her fingers in your mouth tasting yourself on her. Nixx smirks down at you, her eyes shining a dark pink color while Montai’s eyes was shining purple. They both smirked down at you seeing you squirm under their gaze.

~~~

It’s now 4 in the morning, your screams awaken the neighbors they pound at your door only to be met with Montai butt ass naked swirling wine in a glass smirking down at them. “How can I help you, little mortals?” Montai says to them. Your neighbors look at him and immediately run back into their loft frustrated and concerned.

He chuckles and goes back inside watching Nixx use your rose bud on your clit and a vibrating dildo on your hole making sure you feel every pleasure imaginable and just as you come close to reaching your high, she stops. You groan at this wishing begging and praying for her to continue but all you get is your tears wiped and soft kisses on your body.

Montai switches out with Nixx and passes her the glass of wine. She takes a sip from it while moving to sit on your face to where she's facing Montai. He takes the glass back before ramming into your holes making you scream and claw at the ropes. Your screams are muffled by the rose smelling succubus on your face. Montai draws you down from the heaven you're in with small circles on your clit. You're so sensitive from the teasing you clench around him.

“Tug on the ropes, little petal if you think it's too much.” Nixx says as she straddles your face ready to use it. Montai is ready to use both your holes as his personal little fuck doll. He thrust inside you slowly and carefully. Montai gives you some time to adjust while Nixx rides your face like a cowgirl, she coats your face with her juices. Montai gives you experimental thrust once he feels you are ready he starts thrusting inside you. His thrust starts slowly letting you feel all of him both of your holes get used to his size.

You start remembering that Montai is no regular size especially with the way he’s thrusting. Your holes give him the best sensation he has had in a millennium. Nixx uses your tongue to her advantage, she treats your mouth like it’s her throne. Something she doesn’t want to get up from for a while. Your muffled moans and screams are like her personal vibrator and your tongue her personal dildo.

Both of the scents fill the room your senses are in overdrive. You try to calm down so you don’t look like a bitch in heat but they only make it worse. “Mmm~ You like being our personal little toys. Don’t you? So ready to be filled and stuffed with our scents. To be marked as ours.” He says to you while continuing to ruin you for any other toy, human, or anything you can use. They are both so tempted to mark you and keep you as theirs. So tempted to always keep you spoiled rotten with pleasure and lust. So tempted to leave you high and dry on their scents as their personal little cum bucket.

“Maybe we should keep them as our little toy.”

~~~

“And that ladies and gentleman is how I met my wonderful Succubus girlfriend and incubus Boyfriend.”

Your friends stare at you with pure fucking shock on their faces just as the door to your shared apartment opens to reval your wonderful boyfriend walking out to come collect you from the stressful situation called your job. “You ready to go home, my little toy. ” You take his hand and wave at your friends bye ready to end the day in either pure fucking lust or sitting on the couch watching trashy drama shows with your wonderful partners.

Love, Crim-The-Writer

#incubus x reader #oc x reader #monster x reader #succubus x reader #monster smut #succubus smut #incubus smut #monster girlfriend #monster boyfriend

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tearsofthekabak · 9 months

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The Yona Rant.

Some people will say that this game came out months ago already, and everybody is over it, and even kinda like her now, and to that I answer

First of all, I would like to remind you, reader, of the old texts. *blows into the sacred n64 oot cartridge*

The Zora royal line have proven itself to be very obviously Linksexual. If you haven’t played, Ruto proclaims herself Link’s fiancée, the spiritual stone of water being a litteral engagement ring. It is clearly brought into BOTW, with Mipha actively making him an engagement present according to current Zora tradition.

Sidenote: Link accept both gifts, and as the player you never get to clear it up or refuse. Make it what you will.

Why am I mentioning this?

She’s Link’s Zora-sona.

(((If you want to bring gender into this, BORING. Link is canonically nonbinary. (neither male of female, able to be related to by anybody, those are things expressed multiple times by the creators))))

Everything about her that is different from the other Zoras is intended to be Link-like.

The way she has the droopy sleeves instead of the shoulderpads

The purple ribbon cutting into her silhouette in the same way the straps of his outfit do

The golden jewelry instead of Domain Silver

The horns simulating the spiky Hylian ears

Her head-tail is smaller and pointy, way closer to the shape of the classic hat

GREEN. A specific shade.

Babyfaced she-twink

She is the PEAK of Zora beauty standard, how silly of you to judge her with your human beauty standards. Yona is a bimbo, a barbie, everything hot under the sea. Literally evolved to be Link-like. She’s a trophy wife, a sex symbol, an idol. She has a dedicated Zora entourage simping for her.

Now, the way she suddenly shows up, without having being mentioned in BOTW… how do yall feel about surprises? I don’t think there would have been any moment in the game where it would have been natural for any Zora to bring her up, with the crisis happening, and the feelings about Mipha being so fresh to them. It made me feel like it was a world that was alive! Sidon is a hundred years old but you expect to meet everybody important to him in the first game he appears in?

Also, I do think Yona’s existence was hinted, with Muzu there, and every other Zora looking like they could be Sidon’s sibling or child… I personally really felt like the Domain looked inbred in comparison. Was the only other option blue Mipha? Lame.

Can you imagine a young Muzu? Vibrant green, chibi-headed, Dorephan's very own "best friend". Come on.

Sidon is just like his dad fr

What about not getting married at all?

The thing with kingdoms, is that it specifically depends on a royal line, especially in Hyrule where abilities are given from parent to children. There was always going to be a need for a Zora Queen at some point.

What was the other option, simply not meeting Yona? Not addressing it? How tragic to imagine her absence, a lonely King with an elderly father, no mother, no sister, just a monogamous mass of subjects. And Muzu.

No, there needed to be a fiancée, a weird Link-like gremlin, who was there to accept their love. I don't believe Sidlink could have a better happy ending than this, given nintendo.

SQFD: If Sidon was to marry anybody to continue the royal line, it’s Link’s Zora-sona of course. Which is Yona.

#totkrambles #tears of the kingom #sidlink #yona #yona totk

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bomboncito0 · 5 months

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Yandere Twisted Wonderland x F!Reader

Prologue to upcoming chapters. Feel free to request, but nothing too extreme. Yet. Also english is not my first language sorry for errors.

☆World of the wicked☆

[-F Reader]

This is the prologue to upcoming chapters as they go on it will get disturbing and settling.

This is a yandere story.

Warning swearing⚠️

Is this what you get?

For being so miserable..?

Remembering how a few hours ago you were planning on running away from your home you could not stand your parents who were always making you feel miserable any way they could.

You'd run away from home hoping to live peacefully, but that didn't work out, did it?

Then out of nowhere you were in a coffin that you out punched the fuck out of holding your bag in your other hand the next thing you knew a cat blowing fire out of his mouth and running around causing chaos.

"I didn't take no damn edible...!" I said, looking down into the pocket of my hoodie. All there was gum and a pocket kife.

And my lighter oh yeah and my backpack filled with all my stuff.

After all that bullshit they kicked the cat out. I felt bad for the little devil because he wanted to attend the 'college'.

Then Crowley immediately tried to send me back home after everyone was told to fuck off.

But the stupid ass mirror was acting dumb.

"What do you mean you don't know where [Address Name] is!?" I said, looking at the stupid mirror as it just gave me a dead look.

"Oh dear!" Crowley said.

I was in the world of the wicked.

Since the headmaster was so generous he allowed me to stay in ramshackle dorm that looked like a fucking crack den.

Then the cat came back and told me not to snitch on him.

"I ain't no snitch!" I said looking at 'grim' as I grabbed the broom and cleaned this poor dorm that had been abandoned in a long ass time.

"Good, you better!" Grim was cut off by Crowley holding a fancy bag. "I've brought some food -"

Then he made Grim burn his ghost form or something shit idk.

★☆★

Crowley assigned us to be janitor some shit.

After this, I was gonna hit the library and look for books if we have time.

"This garden janitor type shit jobs sucks balls," I said, raking the leaves. Grim wasn't doing shit. All he did was sit his ass down.

"Dude, really?" I said, looking at him.

I stopped as I heard Leafs crunching on the ground, so I turned tf around so fast I almost made grim go flying into the pile of leaves.

"Woah, what the hell, human!?" Grim said as he lost his balance. I scooped him up.

"Woah! We didn't mean to startle you, dude!" Dude 1 says shocked.

"But ace you said we wouldn't startle him!" Dude 2 says.

They think I'm a dude.

Well, I am wearing a baseball cat with my hair in a lower bun and wearing the very baggy coveralls with some boots.

"Can I help yall?" I asked looking at both of them examining them.

"Jeez, what with the passive aggressiveness?? We're only saying Hi!" Ace said, looking at you with attitude.

"Ok. What's good?" I said as I shook Ace's hand tightly then I turned to Deuce and did the same.

?? They looked dumbfounded.

"What's with the look? Yall wanted to say, "Hi,so I say what's good, " I said, looking at them.

"That's one way to say it" Deuce said laughing nervously but I wasn't laughing so he shut up.

"One of you smells good," I said as a strawberry and rose sweet scent hit my nose.

"It's not me. I forgot to put my cologne on this morning, probably Deuce." Ace said.

"No, I forgot actually -"

"Why aren't both of you in class?"

They both froze as they turned around it was a shorter dude.

"Oh! Housewarden...!!" Ace said nervously.

...

"Mind awnsering my question hm?" Riddle said sternly.

"I bothered them. I asked them for directions to the cafeteria, and I'm new to this job," I said, looking at the red head who looked at me.

"Is that so? Very well then, " He said as he looked at both ace and deuce.

"Do not let it happen again or I shall have your head's next time" He said with a smirk.

...

As he walked away."What a pain in the ass!" Ace said, annoyed."Hey, if you gonna talk shit say it to his face!" I said."No way, dude!" Ace said."That's what I thought, dude," I said, folding up the latter."Ha, he doesn't have the guts!" Grim said."Oi shut -" Grim threw the brush into Ace's mouth."Ew, dude, there's bird shit on the brush." I said disgusted.

★♡☆

Ace and deuce were cool, but yeah, I'm now helping crowley sort out his papers since I guess his dumbass left the window open, and his papers flew everywhere.

"I've been thinking (y/n) why don't I let you attend school here, hm?" He says out of the blue.

"Are you crazy!? I'm a girl! I can't keep up with snobby privileged dudes. Also, how am i supposed to throw hands!?" I said, panicking.

"Why I did think of that? perhaps a potion to help you smell like a man will do. I'm sure nobody will pick on you! I saw you made friends with those two freshmen from heartslabyul!" The headmaster said as he clapped his hands together.

What?

"I have a uniform that is big enough to cover your feminine body. Why, of course, aren't I just generous!" He said.

What kind of fucking drugs is he on!?

"Yes! You both shall start tomorrow, but you will get some privileges, but no special treatment, got that?" Crowley said.

Grim said something.

But I'm confused and lost....?

What the fuck??

"Here is your school uniform!" Crowley handed it to me as I stupidly took it.

"Wait, what?" I said, looking at him confused.

"Now off you go, you want to get enough rest for tomorrow. Do you now?" The headmaster said, pushing us out.

"No, I said -"

"Wonderful, I shall see you tomorrow!"

He shut the door in my face.

"Yoohoo! I can't wait!" Grim said smugly.

Fuck ain't this some shit.

★First Day Of School★

I forced myself to get up. I looked around the dark room and up at the windows.

It was around 5 since the headmaster gave me a phone he talked about no magicam but I could not give 2 fucks about social media after school I'll hit the library and look for a way to go home.

I looked at the school uniform it looked uncomfortable, so I decided to slip my pj's underneath and some cozy socks with my black air force ones.

Since I have my bag and it fits all of my stuff because I made it all fit.

It was baggy, but it was okay. All I needed was a blet, so I grabbed my belt and adjusted it.

"Wake up, grim!" I said.

"Ughhh!" Grim whined as he rubbed his eyes.

Well shit I just need to do my hair he never said anything about baseball caps or Bandana , but I just tied my hair up and drank that liquid crowley told me to drink.

Yeah, I look like I don't belong here.

I stood out the air forces made me taller and the pants I creased them last night so also the jacket and black vest and button up the bow tie was shaped differently from everyone else's cuz crowley aint got no more ties.

Well shit this shit will do.

And no fuck them gloves I ain't no fancy pants.

I closed the door to the room as I saw grim eating cereal with water.

"Ya know, we got honey buns, right?" I told him.

"Huhh? We do? Well, I don't mind eating anything! But toss me one!" Grim said," So I did.

I forgot I told Ace and Deuce as I heard a knock at the door. I rushed to open the door. "Yall can come in!" I said, looking at them.

"Jeez, this place looks big! And it's neat!" Ace said as he looked around.

"Ya should've seen how it looked when I arrived," I said.

"Must of been a pain to clean up," Deuce commented.

"Okay, I'm done!" Grim said, looking at us.

"Let's get going now or we'll be late!" Deuce said.

"Ya," I said nervously.

Hell was just about to start...

We had our first class with Professor trein as Ace was already yawning, but Deuce was asking questions. I was just confused as if the grim was doodling.

Is this like the history back home?

Also, extra sugar coated and lies?

I listened to the lecture and wrote some notes down even though they were boring.

"Did you take notes (fake/name)?" Deuce asked.

"Yeah, a couple," I said, carrying these stupid books.

"Ugh, I got a basketball meeting during class!" Ace said, annoyed.

"Sounds lame" Grim said as he munched on a honey bun.

"Oh! (F/n) Did the headmaster ever tell you about the Dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders?" Deuce asked.

"Tf is that?" I said, confused asf.

"Woah, he didn't tell you!?" Ace said.

"Nope," I said, confused.

"You know that red-haired guy that was talking to us yesterday that's Riddle Rosehearts Our Housewarden-"

"I don't really care," I said, looking around.

"WHAT!?" Deuce said.

"Dude, how careless are you?? Ya know if you mess up in front of one of them, your toast!" Ace said.

"I don't care. I didn't give 2 shits about the student body at my old school," I said.

"I could care less too!" Grim said.

"Oh yeah, just a heads up, Vargas mixed the class up, so half of us will have class with the 3rd year's," Ace said.

Well shit fuck.

"Let's go to Crewel's classroom," Deuce said as we both headed inside.

"Also be careful the 2nd year's are in here doing some lab," Deuce said.

"Sounds boring," Grim said.

Deuce was showing us how to make a potion that helps you relax.

"And all you got to do is stir!" Deuce said," So I did. It looked like crystal.

"Smells horrible!" Grim said disgusted.

"Heyyyyy~ Deuce and uhhh?"

"Hey Cater! This is grim, and that's (f/n)!" Deuce says.

...

"Nice too, meet you both. I'm Cater Diamond, a third year, but you can call me Cay Cay~!" He winked at me.

Ew wtf.

"If you're a third year, what are you doing in here?" Grim asked.

"I had to stay to make up a potion!" Cater said cheerfully.

I paid no interest and went back to crushed flowers that Deuce asked me to do.

"How about a selfie~?" Cater said, pulling out his phone.

"No," I say sternly.

"Huh? Why not? It'll be fun!" Cater said as he got closer to you.

Dude wtf get tf back.

I moved away towards Deuce."Uh Cater (f/n) doesn't like that sort of stuff," deuce."Talk about boringggg"Cater said, looking at you with a frown."Boring? For not wanting to have our privacy leaked? Grow up, ain't everyone like you!" I said as looked him dead in the eyes's. Deuce looks at me."Deuce, your friends seem to like making enemies," Cater said.

"Oh! (F/n) doesn't mean it he's just not used to our world. Cut him some slack cater!" Deuce said, looking at you.

But you went back to crushing flowers.

"Alrighty I gotta go anyway"Cater said leaving.

"You need to really be careful. Everyone around here is... not like in your world (f/n)."

"In my world we bashed motherfuckers brains out for talking shit if we didn't like some asshole we settled it out in the streets or they get their brains blown out" I said looking at him.

Ew, I sound like them wannabe edgy people.

"Woah, that's uh too violent." Deuce said, looking at you confused.

"But you cannot do that here!" Deuce said scolding you.

"And I'm sure you don't have the guts to do that!" Deuce said scolding you even more to the point 2 other freshman turned around to look at both of you.

"Humans! Quit fighting do you not see we are trying to finish our lab!" The tall one shouted

"So please quit down over," the short one said.

"Freedom of speech and why yall being nosey nobody was talkin' to both of you," I said, looking at them.

!!!

☆★☆

Throughout the day (f/n) was almost jumped by some assholes from Savanaclaw and then some dude named Azul was saying some sketchy shit to grim so you took him away and well physical education made you snap.

"What do you mean we can't be together?" I asked Vargas, who was looking at us with a big smile.

"(F/n) I need you with that group over there!" Vargas says.

? "And for you, grim!" Vargas said.

I walked over there forcefully my legs were giving up on me I just wanted to go to the library and try to get out of this hell hole.

We started to play everyone was already mean asf.

Volleyball that's what we were playing it they were hitting it too fucking high I got nervous as I noticed some asshole looking at as he served it towards me.

I hit that shit so hard my hand ached it hurt so much.

Luckily Deuce was in my team but ace was running.

"You got this (f/n)!" Deuce said, looking at me.

"You too!" I said these 3rd years got no chill.

"Um Deuce do you know these guys" I asked as I turned to whisper at him.

"And you didn't want to know about the dorm leaders or vice dorm leaders?" Deuce said.

"What?" I said.

"Okay, well, that's Leona kingscholar, the dorm leader of Savanaclaw," He said as I stared at him he was bickering with a blue haired dude and a blonde with purple highlights.

"Next to him is Idia Shroud, the dorm leader of- watch out!" Deuce yelled as the volleyball goes flying as it slams into the fucking grass making a hole in the process.

A dude with horns had severed the volleyball, and the students in our team crouched in fear as the ball missed me as Deuce moved me out the way.

"Are you okay!?" Deuce said.

"Yeah thanks to you what's with those motherfuckers are they trying smoke us??" I said annoyed as I looked at the horned dude and a dude with a baseball cap was fangirling over him.

"Merveilleux!" He shouted and clapped as the blonde with purple highlights behind him looked at him annoyed, and so did Leona.

"We're not playing anymore!" Our teammates said as they ran off like as if they were rat's stealing cheese.

Me and Deuce looked at each other.

So I grabbed the volleyball.

"Ya wanna serve?"

"You want to stay..?" Deuce asked.

"I'm not scared of nobody," I said.

He nodded as I passed him the ball, and he served, but it was immediately served back, so I jumped and threw that shit back, and then they hit it back, but they hit Deuce in the face.

"Oh shit!" I said as I looked at Deuce.

"I'm okay!" He said, trying to hide his anger??

"Hey! What's your problem!" I said, trying not to swear.

"It's not worth it (f/n)!" Deuce said sternly.

They were looking at us as if they did nothing the fucking audacity.

"Yea, I'm talking to yall. Why you trying to kill us!!!" I said pissed.

"Dude, come on!" Deuce said.

"These privileged ass motherfuckers think its okay to beat on us!" I said annoyed.

"You're half their size! You can't fight them they'll kill you!" Deuce warned you but headed over there with attitude.

"Hey! (F/n)!" Ace said, running towards you.

"What's the matter herbivore cat got yer tongue?" Leona said smugly.

"I'm still taking! You snobs trying to kill us!!" I said, looking at them pissed asf.

Ace then drags you away forcefully.

"Dude, not cool. Those guys will mess you up," Ace warned.

"Do not give a fuck!"I said annoyed.

☆★☆

"What's with the tough guy act (f/n)? You can't do that around here!" Deuce scolded.

"I don't care how rich or strong they are I'm not scared of nobody!" I said angerly.

"You should chill out I'm serious you have no magic those dudes can seriously mess you up!" Ace said.

"Maybe a drink will cheer you up!" Deuce said.

"Yeah!" Grim said. "I'll get em I started this shit might as well cool off!" I said, getting up from the bench.

"Are you sure -""Yea," I headed off to find the vending machine.

"Why if it isn't the Trickster!"

???

I turned around and saw the assholes from earlier.

"Fufu~" Is this who you are talking about Malleus?"

...

"Tch, it's just the herbivore," Leona said pissed off. "What kind of shitty names are those??" I said, looking at them as I noticed a vending machine far behind them.

"My! Do you run your mouth all the time?"

"No." I said.

"Hmph, you lie as well potato"

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

"Um ya know, I could make you guys mad another day, but possibly tomorrow, but I need to get to that vending machine, and your fat assess is blocking the way." I said, looking up at them. I think someone dropped something.

"What did you say!?"

"How ill mannered!"

"Hmph!"

"Why look at yourself!"

"Oh my!"

I couldn't help it. I was laughing like it was the funniest shit I've ever heard. "Yall funny!" I said, laughing my ass off. I can't breathe! I've never seen anybody react like that. Usually, it would end up in a fist fight or hair pulling type shit.

I then turned around and headed off to another vending machine.

☆♡☆

"What took you so long?" Grim pouted."I was laughing at the assholes from earlier!" I said laughing."What!?" Deuce says."You really wanna get in a fight with those dudes!" Ace said.

"No, they talked to me first !" I said.

☆☆☆

I headed off to the library with grim who was complaining about how the other students were being assholes to him."They think they all that," I said as we headed inside it was empty asf, bro."We got the place to ourselves!" Grim said. "I guess," I said.

I looked around for books while grim looked around.

"Tf is this shit I don't understand any of this shit," I said, confused as I looked through the books.The only book I found was 'Is it possible to travel to another dimension?' The library was too big and it was getting dark.

"Let's go, grim, we gotta make dinner," I said."Finally! I'm starvin!" Grim said.

How long will you be stuck in the villain's world?

This wicked world...

It was going to be a month since your arrival and well things....just keep getting worse...

#twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #yandere twst x reader #bomboncito0

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lanaxoxoxoxoxox · 9 months

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SO. ANOTHER. steal my girl by 1D.

this could probably be fem!reader

ranboo and reader have known eachother since they were about 15/16, and he's ALWAYS loved her. ALWAYS. once they finally start dating, maybe once they're both 17/18, ranboo starts steaming, chat says stuff along the lines of "y/n could do better" or "she deserves better than ranboo fr" or "i could get y/n EASY" so ranboo goes out of his way to say "no one can steal my girl, nor does she even WANT any of you." SOMETHIN ALONG THOSE LINES!!

literally SCREAMED at this bro , you have no idea

, my girl !!

☆ ranboo x fem!reader

warnings: she/her pronouns, fem reader, chat being a dick, protective ran (drives me crazy /pos), ran + y/n are both 19 in this fic, ran's pov entire fic ☽

☆ a/n: utterly obsessed with this ask !! lovely @heiijoy actually sent me a whole bunch of other amazing fic ideas in our messagesand i was screaming and giggling and kicking my feet the entire time !! yall dont know how excited am i abt being able to write this and have such amazing moots oml

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ranboo pov

I've always admired Y/n. I did then, and I still do.

Since I first saw her at the locker next to me in sophomore year, something just, clicked inside of me. At first, I originally saw her as a locker-hallway crush only, until classes got changed due to a teacher leaving. Suddenly, the hallway-locker crush turned into same-classes crush. For some odd reason, the teachers would also often pair us in the same partners and groups, and we would sit near or next to each other sometimes. I kind of just played it off as pure luck on my part.

I would see y/n in about 90% of my classes, but we were assigned permanent partners one day in English for the rest of the year. I got to talk way more to her in class, and we even hung out a few times. I eventually did get her number and we started to hang out more, but not just for study sessions. We eventually had a really strong friendship, but I still admired her.

Time skip, but one of my friends who was dating y/n's best friend told me that y/n actually liked me back, and she had for a while. At first I didn't believe him, until y/n texted me to meet up at the stargazing hill we always went to and told me she liked me.

After that, we started dating. I started my Twitch and YouTube around then, and started blowing up very quickly. Y/n was always there to support me and what I wanted to do, and I was eventually invited to the Dream SMP, which also quickly raised my following and reputation even more. When I got an invitation from Toby and Tommy to meet them in the UK, Y/n also came with me. She's always been at my side, streamer or not.

present day

"'Just Talking streams never end well'? Damn, you guys are mean!" I said, laughing and flipping off the camera.

I spinned my chair slightly to the left, focusing my eyes on the other monitor that showed StreamLabs and the chat. I scanned my eyes over the chat, and a few messages caught my eye.

user4531: hi everyone!

user78787877: y/n could do better tbh

ranboofan69: @user78787877 frrr she deserves more than ranboo

rainbow4eva: i love your shirt!

socoolfan: @ranboofan69 yeah i could get y/n SO EASY bro

I sighed loudly enough for the microphone to pick up. I looked back over to chat and saw moderators turn off chat to send a warning message and put it chat onto "emotes only" mode.

I laughed. "The fact some of you guys are so confident in stealing y/n from me is actually very funny." I stared into the webcam. "Y/n is my girl, nor does she even want any of you all."

Let's just say y/nboo and that clip was trending on Twitter for a little while.

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kinda a short but fic but i hope u guys liked !! thanks @heiijoy for the lovely req <3

please support me by liking, following, replying or reblogging! my inbox is currently CLOSED, so no requests for the time being or they will be deleted. thank you!

love u all mwah xoxoxox

#mcyt fanfic writer #fanfiction #mcyt #dream smp #mcytblr #requests closed #ranboo #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboolive #ranboo fanfic

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years

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Forever and Always? Part 1

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: Yall not ready for this 😭

Synopsis: Your husband has been acting differently towards you for some time and you attempt to put a stop to it and figure out what's wrong. You didn't realize how much the two of you were at odds until the word of divorce is mentioned.

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Thank you to my boo @mortirolo for helping me!

Please Do Not Repost My Content Anywhere

This was the fourth time that you called Jack only to have his phone go to voicemail.

The time before that it only rang once indicating that he rejected your call.

Something that he never did in the years that you two had been together.

This was one of the most important shows of your career and he was nowhere to be found.

Tears pricked your eyes and you hung up once again and threw your phone behind you onto the couch.

Saweetie, Sza, and Brandi looked at you with sympathy, but deep down they wanted to kill your husband.

Brandi had been noticing that this pattern had been happening for weeks and she was concerned.

Jack would blow you off and suddenly turn around and get gifts to make up for it before turning around and doing the exact same thing.

You deserved better than that, but when it came to Jack there was hardly anything to make you believe that he could do any wrong in your eyes.

You always accepted the gifts even though she knew deep down that you would rather have the communication between your husband the same way it had been before this change happened.

The change.

And no one could put a finger on as to why.

You had been the same as you always had been.

Extremely supportive, going to shows, accompanying him when he went to photoshoots, and interviews.

Jack would always do the same thing, but, now it’s almost as if you didn’t recognize the person that you had married.

I mean he looked the same, but he was acting completely different.

He began to miss a few shows.

Not a big deal, he has a lot going on too.

Then it was missing date night which he had never did since you had your first date at the state fair when the two of you were 15.

The one that had hurt you the most was when you made reservations for the two of you at one of your favorite restaurants in Atlanta.

Usually, it was booked for months and no matter your status, you couldn’t wiggle your way to the front.

Celebrities included.

Jack decided to forget about it and go to the studio instead.

Even though you had reminded him all week, had reminded him that morning as he brushed you off and barely gave you a kiss goodbye, and yet it was 9 pm and you had been sitting at the table by yourself for 45 minutes.

So what did he do to make up for it?

He got your favorite muffins from one of your favorite bakeries.

Except.

It wasn’t your favorite muffins.

He got strawberry when he knows your favorite is blueberry with cream cheese in the middle.

The same ones that the two of you would eat sitting on your deck in your back yard in Louisville.

And it wasn’t your favorite bakery.

It was one of the newer ones that just so happened to be on his way home.

He knew better, right?

He was just stressed and this’ll blow over sooner and later and you would be able to get your husband back.

You always talked Saweetie off of a cliff because she had absolutely no problem giving Jack a piece of her mind.

She would go down swinging for you.

She loved Jack too, but if she had to choose, it was you all the way.

Saweetie noticed that the tears were ready to fall and she immediately took you in her embrace along with Sza.

“Hey, hey. None of that, okay? You’re going to go out there and kill it like you usually do. Who knows, maybe he got tied up in doing something. He’ll be here.”

“But I’m due on stage in seven minutes.”

“Then he has a total of seven minutes to appear before we kick his ass,” Sza replied while dabbing a tissue at your eyes to make sure that you didn’t mess up your make up.

“Come on queen of the south. Go out there and kill it like you normally do.”

They both gave you another hug before walking with you to the side stage.

Your team hooked up your mic and placed in your ear-piece and it was go time.

As Saweetie, Sza, and Brandi watched you from the side stage, Saweetie was ready to murder him.

“Jack has a lot of explaining to do.”

“Like, what the hell is going on with him? It’s been like this for weeks.”

“And she’s trying to be so strong about it. Like he loves her and loves her hard so this makes no sense to me. Jack worships the ground that she walks on and she does the exact same thing for him. They would go down swinging for each other.”

“Hopefully whatever it is, they work it out soon. She’s not really getting any sleep.”

“Look, Jack better get it together before I get my hands on him because when I do it will not be a pretty sight. No one makes my best friend cry.”

You and Jack were now having date night.

If you could even call it that.

The night was spent with the two of you in complete silence stabbing at your food which had never happened.

You needed to figure out what was wrong with your husband and fast if you wanted for things to go back to the way they were.

Because you didn’t know how much longer you could take of this.

“Jack?”

“Hmm?” He responded while not even looking up at you from his phone.

Something that he never did.

Any time you would talk to him, he always gave you his undivided attention.

“Baby, can you put you phone down for one second? You’ve been glued to it all night. I thought we were supposed to be spending time with each other. I feel like I haven’t seen you all week.”

“I just have some important things to take care of that can’t wait. We have date night all the time. You can afford to let me off the hook this one time.”

Your jaw dropped open.

“Excuse me? I am trying to give you my undivided attention and you’re acting as if you don’t give two shits.”

“Y/N, please. You’re making way too big a deal out of this.”

“Jack you do realize you missed all three of my shows this week?”

“When? You know I’m busy.”

“So am I, but I always make it a priority to come and see you and make sure that you’re okay. You didn’t even facetime me before my show like you usually do if you know you won’t be there.”

“Y/N, are we just going to sit here and listen to you complain all night?”

“Whaa. are you serious?”

“Yes, I’m serious. All you’ve done for these past few weeks is complain non-stop. I don’t want to listen to that bullshit.”

“Jackman Thomas what the hell has gotten into you?”

You tried not to raise your voice as people were starting to stare at the two of you.

The two lovebirds who were known to the world as being head over heels for each other, but not so much tonight.

“Not a damn thing, so what the hell has gotten into you.”

“Take me home right now.”

“Hell no. You complained about not seeing me all week so here I am. You need to stop acting ungrateful.”

“Ungrateful?!? Me?! Do you even hear yourself right now? I don’t know what has happened to us but we need to fix it.”

“We don’t need to fix a got damn thing because nothing’s wrong with me. I’m fine, it’s you who can’t get a grip.”

Tears started to prick the corner of your eyes and you quickly tried to wipe them away with a napkin.

Now this caught Jack’s attention.

“Y/N, don’t tell me you’re crying. Go in the bathroom and fix your make up. We have an image to protect.”

You didn’t have the energy to say anything back so you quickly and quietly got up from the table and headed towards the bathroom.

Once there, the dam broke.

Mascara was running down your face and no matter what you did, they didn’t seem to stop.

An older woman spotted you and quickly grew concerned.

“Hey, sweetie. Is everything okay?”

“Mmm hmm, just one of those days where nothing seems to go right.”

“I get it. You know what would always make me feel better?” She asked you as she handed you a tissue from her purse.

“What’s that?”

“A hug and kiss from my husband.”

You had a few days off and were currently at home. PG was there since you had invited them over not wanting to be in the house alone with Jack.

It was if he had been ignoring you and didn’t want to be around you and you just didn’t know what to do anymore.

PG noticed the shift and they couldn’t put their finger on as to why Jack was acting the way that he was towards you.

Like, you were literally the light of his life and he was acting as if you didn’t even exist.

Even they were walking on eggshells right along with Urban not wanting to be caught in the middle of it.

Urban especially.

No matter what would happen between you two, Urban always found himself being involved.

And it wasn’t done on purpose.

You were all sitting in the living room watching the latest Jurassic Park movie when Jack’s phone rang.

He promptly got up from his seat next to you to answer it.

Going into the other room to answer calls?

That was a first.

He had been gone for almost an hour when you decided to go and check on him to make sure that everything was okay.

“Babe....”

You heard him deeply sigh before turning towards you.

“What?”

“Um, I was just wondering if you were okay.”

“I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know because you literally never leave the room to answer a phone call.”

“We were watching a movie.”

“Correction. Me and everyone else was watching the movie while you were once again on your phone.”

“You just have it out for me, don’t you?”

Hearing the two of you yelling, PG quickly came over to investigate to see if they could try to calm the two of you down.

"That's it! I have had it up to here with you Jackman!" You confessed while staring at your husband trying to make sense of the situation.

"Calm down! Why are you blowing this so out of proportion?!"

"Seriously?! So I can't express how I feel!?!"

"Nobody ever said that! And you are so fucking annoying sometimes! Stop putting words in my mouth."

PG was silent as they watched the exchange between the two of you not knowing if it was safe to intervene or not.

“You act like you don’t want to be bothered with me anymore and that it’s an inconvenience to be married to me!”

“It is when all you do is stress me the fuck out! I didn’t sign up for this shit. You’ve been breathing down my neck constantly and I’m fucking tired of that shit.”

This had been going on for the last two months and you were at your limit.

PG was literally falling apart at the seams with the glue that held them together.

"If I fucking annoy you so much, then why the hell did you marry me?!"

"Good question! Consider this DONE. I want a divorce."

"WHAT?!? Now wait a minute yall can fix this. Yall love each other! Like ride or die! Forever and always!"

You calmly turned to Urban with tears streaming down your face and you didn't even try to stop them.

"No Urban. We're done. Pack your shit and get the fuck out, Jack."

“Shit, say less. Urb, help me get my stuff together.”

“But...”

“Do it. Urban you are more than welcome to stay here with me but you need to get him the hell out of my sight.”

Jack then took the steps two at a time and Urban was still staring at you along with everyone else in PG.

“Y/N....”

“Just go, Urb.” You replied as the tears began to make themselves known and Urban hung his head before following Jack up the steps.

“But.. like yall are soulmates. You two can overcome anything. Just... fix it.”

“Shloob, I’ve been trying to fix this for months. I just don’t have the energy anymore.”

“No. I’m not accepting this. Yall fucking love each other like.... yall would do anything for the other one.”

“Apparently not anymore on his end.”

“But...”

“I... need to be alone. I love yall but...”

“Look we’ll talk to him.”

“And say what?” You curiously asked.

“That he’s making a mistake!”

“But... is he?”

“Y/N, you are seriously talking crazy. The both of you are.”

“I’m going to ask Brandi what I have to do tomorrow to proceed with the divorce.”

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ALL TO KEEP YOU SAFE | ANAKIN SKYWALKER

Synopsis: Your mission was supposed to be simple: get on a Separatist cruiser, find the time-sensitive information they possess, and leave. Of course, nothing happens to plan because, within seconds, tens of droids surrounded you, there missed blaster shots hitting the wall behind you until her; Ventress. She caught you, Anakin, and your troopers off guard, so while you dealt with her, the rest of the clones escaped with the information you came aboard for. Luck is really not on your side, ever.

Warnings: female reader, slight smut, anakin in his protective era ig, making out, no smut, injury/reader in pain, canon typical violence. W/C: 2396

Notes: I am so tired yall, i can't even (sorry for the grainy gif)

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What happened?

Amidst the battle, for a second, time seemed irrelevant. Your heart pounding in your ears was all you could hear as the deep red blade swung in an unpredictable attack. The smell of ashes and fumes drifts through the air. The bumps and curves of your steel weapon tethered you to your insufferable reality and the taste of copper filling your dry mouth was all you could focus on for that millisecond before you felt it; the feeling of your flesh being boiled from the blow he had dealt you was enough for the pain to cloud your vision.

Your head was fuzzy, like it was packed full of cotton balls. Your entire body throbbed like a thousand needles dipped in alcohol were being jammed into your skin. The people bustled around, yelling at each other in what seemed like a foreign language, their voices so muffled it felt like your head was underwater.

The room spun like a top as someone shook your shoulder, contributing to the agony submerging your body. Why was the room spinning? That's a good question to ask.

You're propped against something hard, a wall, maybe? You must be on the floor. How did you get here? Another good question for Anakin.

"Y/N!"

Was someone calling your name? Stars, your ears kept ringing at such an incessant high pitch that it was hard to hear anything at all. Finally, you blinked, and a blurry figure appeared before you. It was difficult to tell who or what it was from the pixelated outline and the dark colors cladding most of it. It took a moment for your eyes to adjust and capture the details of this mysterious person.

"Y/N!" the person in front of you shouted, shaking your shoulders, and if you could spare the energy, you would have smiled. But, instead, Anakin's hands leave your shoulders now that he has ensnared your attention, busying himself with a medical kit on the floor. Why would he be fiddling with a med kit?

"What are you…?"

"Shh," Anakin drapes his hand over your shoulders, beckoning you to the wall. "You're injured right now, Y/N. Try not to move."

He just answered most of your questions at once. How productive of him.

Anakin rips the sanitary seal on the Bacta Pad and presses it over your wound. It pulls you back up to the surface from the drowsiness trying to pull you under, and your back arches off the wall. A searing pain rises over your thigh where it was once numb, and you bite your lip to contain your scream, tears falling from your scrunched-up eyes. All you could see was a multitude of colors dancing across your closed lids, a sob of pain escaping your bare lips. You wanted more than anything for it to end, to pass out, bleed out, whatever it takes to make it end.

"Shh, I know, I know, it'll feel better soon, I promise," Anakin coos, drawing gauze from the kit. The scalding burn dissolves into a dull throb while Anakin silently but efficiently finishes patching you up. He sits back, admiring his work, and brushes your hair away from your sweat-stained face. The colors around the room began to blend together, blurring the image in front of you. Blobs of dark color drift by as your heavy eyelids resist the need for rest. Each blink took longer, your eyes burning with the need for slumber.

Anakin, who was reduced to a lump of dark color, intertwined his hand with yours, his fingers smoothing over the skin of your hand. You barely felt the sensation, the ache in your body too intense.

"Sleep, my love. I will be here when you wake." Those were the last words you heard before submitting to the desire for sleep

—

At first, you felt the cold breeze of a fan brushing over your exposed arms. Then, the faint crinkle of the sheets and a warm hand residing on yours. And the smell of rubbing alcohol hanging in the air, mixed with something you couldn't quite put your fingers on. Your body felt like it was glued to the bed, incapable of so much as a twitch for a couple of minutes. But, with each passing second, your strength and awareness slowly returned to your body, filling the previous numbness with the power you didn't realize you possessed.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you squinted at the harsh light beaming down on your unadjusted eyes. Someone besides you gasps, the grip on your hand tightening

"Y/N!" The sound of your name hurriedly proclaimed from such tantalizing lips put your body at ease. You were with Anakin wherever you were, and that's all you needed.

"Where am I?" you croaked, and Anakin, learning of your parched throat, seized the glass of water on your bedside table and leaned back over. You slowly raised your head to graciously accept the water, consuming large gulps as you did. Once you were finished, he set down the glass, his hands folding neatly in his lap.

"You're in the infirmary on the cruiser. You passed out," Anakin explained, keeping his voice level while his heart felt like it was beating in his throat. He watched your eyes flutter cautiously around the room before you settled back into your cot.

"Thank you," your voice was weaker and softer than you anticipated. "But I have to report to the council so–"

"No," Anakin spoke firmly, his grip on your hand strengthening.

"Anakin, I–"

"No, Y/N, because I almost lost you and Maker when you were dying in my arms…." Anakin took a deep, shuddering breath, his eyes squeezing together while he composed himself. Emotion was building in his chest, spreading to his throat rather than his eyes.

Anakin sniffed, his eyes incapable of meeting yours. "The doctors have ordered you to stay on bed rest for the next couple of days. The council will meet with you tomorrow about the details of your mission."

Anakin's hand attempted to slip from yours, but you squeezed his palm, silently pleading for him to sit back down. Instead, his eyes trail down to the simple point of contact, again taking his seat. He seems to analyze your intertwined fingers, his leg nervously bouncing while you run your fingers over his callouses.

"What's wrong, Ani?" you ask, and his eyes flicker to yours for the briefest moments. You frown, ignoring the sharp pain in your thigh as you scoot closer to him.

"Ani?" you call his name quietly, waiting to provoke a reaction out of him, and for what seems the first time since you've woken up, your eyes meet his, and he doesn't pull away. You expected to find admiration mixing in depths of blue irises, but you were met with a fiery fierceness that took your breath away.

"Why? Why did you have to put yourself in danger?" His voice was a mock calmness, with the first pinpricks of something akin to anger seeping through.

"If I didn't, those clones would have died, my love. You of all people–" your clear explanation was interrupted by a growl, Anakin's hand ripping from yours.

"You put yourself in needless danger. You almost got yourself killed! That was reckless–"

"Anakin–!"

"You were acting irresponsibly! You treated your life as a gamble for the "greater good." What a bunch of bullshit!" His hands delve into the strands of his hair, running through those stained with the ashes of battle.

You scoff. "That was hardly the case, Anakin."

"It was exactly the case. You were selfish, putting your life on the line like that." Anakin takes a couple of steps closer, his eyes alight with anger.

"You're the selfish one yelling at me for doing what I was bred to do, Anakin! Get your head out of your ass and realize that information was much more important than my life."

Anakin stomps over to you, his hands fisting the pillow beside your head. Your eyes widen, your heart beating outside your chest as Anakin hovers menacingly over you.

"Don't you ever say that again," he snarls, his tone low as it rumbles through your ear. Your brain searches for words, for a phrase that could counteract Anakin's threat, but your mind is wiped blank. Goosebumps run down your arms while your eyes flicker from his lips, back up to his piercing blue eyes drilling holes into yours. "Not so brave now, are you?"

His eyes catch your movement, the subtle squirming under him, your breaths coming out in short pants, and your hands clenching the sheets.

A part of himself that he doesn't let himself indulge in often relishes in you entirely at his mercy. You look so innocent, pure with those big, helpless eyes, pleading for him. Such a good girl. His thoughts turn possessive the longer he stares at you, drinking your body spread out so nicely underneath him. A smirk, a confident and cocky one he often bore, makes its way to his face. He glances down to see what has you so compliant and what he sees makes arousal flow through him like a drug.

His knee, which was thrown over the bed in his haste to get to you, was parted between your legs, a pillar against your wet heat that seemed to throb around him. His eyes trailed back up your body, discovering your eyes staring at something beyond him. A wave of control moves him to grab your chin, forcing your face twisted in embarrassment to focus on him and only him.

"You like that, don't you?" he asks tauntingly, purposely phrasing it as a question despite already knowing the answer. The almost unnoticeable buck into his thigh and the whimper you so desperately tried to subdue confirms and washes away all suspicions of anything else; you are enjoying this.

You gulp the wad of spit seemingly stuck in your throat, your eyes unable to meet his while his mind moves a mile a minute. Finally, he grabs your chin more forcefully this time, his eyes hardening. "I asked you a question."

"Yes…" you respond meekly, your voice failing to bring the authority it seemed to always carry.

If possible, it seems to rile up Anakin more, sending him further into an untamable turmoil of lust. In an instant, his lips descended on yours with feverish hunger and wicked desperation that knocked out your senses as his lips molded perfectly to the curve of your mouth. Hard. Passionate. Hungry. That's how Anakin kisses you. His lips sinfully moved haphazardly without a definite purpose or path, just filled with the desire to consume and derive every part of your being that you have offered to him. His tongue pushes past the barricade of your lips as they press firmly over yours. He explores every crevice of your mouth to get a quick reminder of your delicious taste. His wandering hands corrupt every inch of your body, and you can't find it within yourself to care, only focused on the blooming sensation of arousal rushing through your veins as opposed to the admiration he usually spills over you like water.

Aggressive. Impatient. Devouring. You feel it all in the Force, each emotion spiking it to another degree.

That was until he pulled back, mindful of the injuries you had procured, while his face flushed a deep red, chest heaving. His eyes dilated a fraction, taking note of his surroundings before running a gloved hand through your disheveled hair. You placed a hand over your chest to steady the erratic beating of your heart. The rage you saw sweeping over the blue of his irises had vanished, and something like sorrow replaced it. The sudden change of emotions started you briefly while you attempted to compose yourself.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," he murmured, his gaze finding its way back to yours. You could sense in the Force the remorse he felt for giving way to his emotions. Your eyes softened as you patted the space on the bed, inviting him to sit. He appeared hesitant at first but eventually settled down by your side.

"It's okay," you smiled up at him. His hand grabbed yours, raising your joined hands and placing a chaste kiss on the back of your palm. You took your connected hands and set your lips delicately on the back of Anakin's palm. His pupils enlarged for a second before softening with their familiar warmth. "Come, sleep with me."

Laughing, Anakin raised his eyebrows at your question, and you internally slapped yourself. So be it to Anakin for his mind to descend into such thoughts. You fixedly glare at him, and he rolls his eyes, a smirk tugging on the corners of his lips. You carefully scooted over to give him enough space to lie down as he got comfortable on the small bed. When he was satisfied in his spot, you placed your head on his chest, your arm circling around his torso. His flesh hand fell to your hair, softly stroking it while you fought the urge to submit to sleep. Your eyelids drooped, and before you knew it, you gave way to sleep's temptation, wrapped in the arms of General Anakin Skywalker, every doubt and worry swept from your mind by the Jedi's skillful practice, allowing you to sleep peacefully until you would be pulled away from him again to resume your duties.

But for now, Anakin could keep you to himself before you, and he would part, swept up in the endless misery of war.

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