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rveyjules · 6 months

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A Second Chance

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Prime Minister's Daughter! Reader (ft. Ada Wong)

Genre: Smut, Romance, Angst

Warning: cheating, Leon is obsessed with the reader, taking photos, the reader is cold but deep inside she’s a sweetheart, mentions of arranged marriage, pure smut (masturbation, foreplay, kissing, breasts fondling and sucking, markings, p in v intercourse, virgin sex, penetrative sex, tummy bulge, breeding, impreg kink, Leon is huge [I think it's at least 9 inches, sheesh], creampie, aftercare)

Word count: 4.8k

Summary: As the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister and one of the faces of the family, you received multiple assassination attempts. So, your father hired someone to keep an eye on you. And to your surprise, out of all people, it was Leon Kennedy your father picked for you. You and Leon had a secret relationship but soon did not last because another woman came into his life. Now that the both of you meet again, will it be the start of chaos or a continuation of romance?

author's note: This is the fourth part of my story. This story is entirely fictional. I do not know what the President and the Prime Minister exactly do for the country. Same with the occupation of being a prosecutor and the chief of the CIA. English is not my mother tongue so pardon if you encounter mistakes and grammatical errors. This is only for entertainment purposes only. And minors, please do your homework first. additional note: I think this is considered as part of Kinktober. To my babies, mga anak, and so on, this is it! Enjoy!

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It was midnight when you and Leon made it to your secret place— an apartment unit you bought without your father or even your brothers knowing. The whole ride was filled with sexual tension that he almost stopped on the side of the road just to make out with you. But you tamed his urge by holding his hand.

And the moment you stepped your foot inside your territory, Leon pulled you into a passionate kiss. You yelped at how sudden his movements were but the fact that you wanted this makes you hate him even more for making you feel this way. Like, his kiss was full of passion. He was proving how much he missed having a connection with you in a passionate way.

Comparing it to the kisses you both shared when the two of you were younger, this is way better than quick kisses. And when his tongue slipped into your mouth, you moaned in bliss because damn, it feels so good. The room was dimmed, only the light of the lamp and the city lights stood as your light.

“My sweet, sweet Y/n…” He whispered as he pulled away, giving you time to breathe.

You cupped his cheeks and looked deeply into his eyes. His eyes are filled with lust and passion. He needs you, you need him too. There’s no point of denying yourself to him. You admitted to yourself on the cliff that you still love him. And on his side, he always loved you even though fifteen passed, hiding behind shadows to keep an eye on you.

Pressing your foreheads together, Leon whispers, “Let’s be that perfect couple everyone hates.” You chuckled and replied, “How does everyone hate us when we become a couple again?”

“David will hate you for choosing me instead of him when your marriage is already settled. He will hate me for stealing his girl but wait, have you ever become his anyway?” You chuckled at his response, pulling away from him.

“Tell that to him and he’ll pull out his trump cards. You’re taking the woman that was supposed to marry the Senator’s son. As if my father, the Senate President, or even the President will let you do that.” You said, heading to the kitchen counter and poured yourself a glass of wine and drink.

“The President is on my side. Actually, two years after saving Ashley, he asked me to marry his daughter.” The revelation made you choke on your drink and cough. You looked at him with ‘what the fuck?’ expression.

Leon chuckled and approached you, crossing his arms on his chest.

“Of course, I declined. I know that marrying the President’s daughter is a big opportunity. But I am not that thirsty for power. Back to my point, I bet your father, the Prime Minister will go on a rampage when he finds out that his only daughter is breaking his rules and having an affair with her bodyguard.”

“Unless…” You paused, looking at Leon. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “Unless what, sweetheart?”

“Unless, we’ll give him an heir.” Leon looked at you for a few seconds until he realized what you were talking about. “A heir that will keep and continue the legacy of the family.” You added, taking another sip of your wine.

The man was silent after that. He was thinking how life will change for the both of you when a baby comes into your lives. A baby, whether it was a boy or a girl, will be the successor of the L/n-Kennedy bloodline. The feud will be over once a baby is formed into your womb. You know that your father will never have a heart to demand to abort the child because it’s also his flesh and blood. For your family that came from a wealthy and well-known ancestry, killing a child that was supposed to be the next-in-line of succession is a disgrace and disrespectful act.

“You mean…” Leon muttered, moving closer to you and wrapped his one arm around your shoulders while his other hand went to your lower stomach. “I’ll release my seeds here and put my baby into your womb?” He was grinning which caused you to giggle.

“Want me to make you a daddy?” You asked too. He laughed and pecked your lips.

“Yeah. Let’s start tonight.” He muttered seductively.

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And there you found yourself in your bedroom. Leon liked how dark your bedroom was. Leon helped you remove your hair accessories and undo your hair. It was wavy and he grabbed your hair brush to run it against your hair. His touch was gentle and he inhaled the scent of your hair, driving him crazy. You chuckled and turned around facing him.

“I hate to admit this but…” You paused, reaching for his vest, unbuckling and removing them before undoing the buttons of his shirt. “I want to become a mommy now. I am already thirty-three and according to my friend, who’s a doctor, I might have some difficulties getting pregnant at this age.”

“I’ve heard about that too. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’ll carry my baby to a healthy and safe pregnancy.” He assures you and you remove his shirt completely, letting it fall to the floor. “But please help yourself as I help you.” He added.

“Of course, I will take care of our baby in my womb until the day has come for him to be delivered.” You smiled, touching his toned chest down to his abs. Leon smiled and kissed your forehead.

“You have been so cold to me ever since I was hired to be your bodyguard and now I’m going to put a baby into your womb. That escalated really quickly.”

“That’s why I hate you.”

Leon tilted his head and kissed your lips. You kissed him back and you felt his hands unzipped your dress before pulling it down until it cools down around your feet, leaving you in your pretty pair of black underwear. His pupils dilated, seeing you almost naked. His eyes were filled with hunger as his gaze trailed down from your face down to your legs.

Your chest is heaving as your heart beats so fast as Leon carries you to the bed. Slowly, Leon crawled on top of you. His lower half is between your thighs while his upper body is hovering on yours. You cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a deep kiss. Despite the cool temperature of the room, you both feel hot as the sexual tension gets higher and higher.

“Do you really want me to make you a mommy?” He whispered seductively. You hummed and nodded your head but your response for him wasn't enough. “Words, darling.” He added.

“Want me to beg?” You asked. He growled and grind himself against your clothed core where you can feel the bulge on his pants. “Don’t speak to me like that. Remember, you are not the in-charge here but me.”

His husky voice made you moan. Calloused hands caress your belly as he hummed against your ear with a smirk plastered on his face. “Imagine, after 9 months of pregnancy… you’ll give birth to my baby. They will call you ‘mommy’ and they will call me ‘daddy’.”

You squirmed under his touch and his left hand went south, sneaking inside your panties and touching your dripping pussy. “Leon– kyah!” You squealed as his fingers massaged your pussy lips and gently rubbed your clit. He nibbled your earlobe and he continued touching the wet core.

“Let’s take this off, shall we?” He sat on his knees and hooked his fingers on the garter of your panties before pulling it down. “Ass up.” He ordered and you obliged. He continued pulling down your underwear until it was completely out of your legs.

Leon tossed it to the floor before bending your knees and pushed them apart, exposing your wet pussy. He grinned and touched it with his index finger, humming at how slick and wet you are. “Hear how wet your pussy, darling? I made this mess, didn’t I?” He chuckled.

He gently played with your clit, using your arousal to lubricate your nub. “Such a pretty, tasty-looking pussy. Mind if I have a taste?” And without hesitation, he stuck out his tongue and licked your pussy upwards, causing you to jolt.

“L-Leon…” You muttered. Leon held your thighs apart firmly as he savored your cunt, slurping your juices and teasing your clit with his tongue.

He would hum in satisfaction and delve deeper, burying his face between your thigh as he eats your pussy like it was his last meal before his death sentence. Knowing how sensitive you are, he took that advantage by licking and sucking your clit as he slipped his middle finger into your drooling hole.

“Oh my God! Leon— fuck!” You curse as your chest heaves up and down as you catch your breath. You reached for his hair and gripped on it. Leon looked at you and he felt satisfied, seeing your reaction as you moan.

“Don’t be too— ahh! I’m sensitive.” You babble.

“This will not be the first time we’ll have this kind of fun so better expect me to overstimulate you.” He replied, rubbing your clit with his thumb, sending you pleasure that your legs trembled. You wanted to close your legs as he stimulated your nub while his finger continuously went in and out of your hole.

You arched your back and held onto his arm, digging your nails against his skin. A knot formed in your stomach and felt yourself getting closer to the edge. Leon was smirking, obviously enjoying the sight of you squirming on his touch.

“Cumming, aren’t you, sweetheart? Go ahead. Chase your orgasm, I’ll help you out.”

Leon pulled his finger out of your hole and increased the intensity on your clit, getting you closer to your end. And just when you are about to be released, he stops and pulls away causing you to whine. “Oh, come on!” He chuckled, seeing you close your legs and feel the almost euphoric moment.

“Beg,” He demanded. “I want to see if you truly deserve to cum.”

“Please, daddy! I’ll be good! I promise that I’ll obey and be a good girl to you. Just don’t ruin my orgasm. I-I wanna cum!” You whined, tears filling up your eyes. His cock stiffen in his pants and your beg just snapped at him. So, he started rubbing your clit again with more intensity, bringing you back closely to your orgasm.

“That’s my girl, so very good.” He huskily said, collecting your arousal and used it to lubricate your clit.

“I’m cumming! Leon, I’m cumming!” You moaned loudly as your legs trembled once more. He buried his face between your legs and replaced his thumb with his tongue, sucking and licking your clit that caused you to scream and cum on his mouth.

You closed your trembling legs as he still ate you out. He did not stop enjoying your nectar. It drives him crazy and he craves for more. His cock went even harder in his pants, desperate to be free to feel a mind-blowing experience like his mouth had. Leon remembered that this is not the only exciting moment he will experience tonight. So, he pulled away from your pussy with his lips, chin, and some part of his cheeks are wet due to your juices.

He wiped it off with the back of his hand before unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants before pulling them down with his boxers and removing it completely and tossed it to the floor. You closed your eyes but his hand caressed your thigh.

“Seeing it is included when a couple is about to make love. Whether you like it or not, it’s part of the human body that is going to be exposed with its partner.”

“No, it’s not that.” You replied.

“Then, what do you mean?” He asked.

“It’s just that it's way bigger than I saw before. You were not that big when I saw that accidentally.”

Remembering what you are talking about, he let out a giggle and slapped your thigh playfully. You laughed in return, remembering your funny, embarrassing moment with him back then. It was when you entered the bathroom without knowing that he was inside, taking a bath so yeah. You saw his cock already. He was not that small or not that big. Just average, because he was young at that time as he was still in the police academy.

But right now, kneeling in front of you is the same man you love but now with a huge cock and was going to rail the shit out of you tonight. Thanks to the dark room you guys were in. He’s not able to see the blush forming on your cheeks.

“You know, I find it unfair to be this hard but do not get something from you in return after giving you a satisfying orgasm.” He started. Knowing what he meant, you sat up and kissed his lower stomach just right above his bulbous tip.

“What do you want me to do? Return the favor?” You asked, batting your eyelashes to him with a teasing look. “Well, I don’t mind.” You added.

Leon feels proud seeing you being confident with yourself. You held his huge cock and jerked it, causing him to groan and bite his lip. “Don’t keep me waiting, sweetheart. I am not a patient man.” He muttered. You chuckled and looked at him.

“Chill, darling.” You paused and licked his tip that made him hold his breath as he felt your tongue touch his red tip. “Patience is a virtue.” He growled and opened your mouth before slipping his huge cock into your mouth, letting out a deep moan as he felt the warmth of your mouth.

“Patience, huh? Let’s see if you still could talk back to me.” Then he started thrusting his hips back and forth. Because of his huge size, you struggle to breathe and often choke or gag when his tip reaches the deep portion of your mouth.

Leon waited so long and now his dirty dreams are finally coming true. He moaned in bliss, closing his eyes with his head thrown back in pleasure. “Sweetheart, your mouth feels so good!” He praised, continuously moaning. You held on his thighs to support yourself due to his faster pace.

Leon pulled out of your mouth and jerked his cock that was coated with saliva and arousal while his other hand was gripping on your hair. “Come on, darling. Show me what you got.” He challenged you. You rolled our eyes and scoffed before taking his cock back into your mouth and showing him your ability.

He moaned in satisfaction as you took over the job, proving to him that you’re better than he imagined. Your tongue is having contact with his cock, touching the veins that send him pleasure. You were so beyond his expectations.

“Just like that! Suck my cock and take it like a good girl!” He moaned, throwing his head back. His praises made you even more wet until you felt his cock start to twitch and his body shudder.

“Don’t stop! I’ll cum in your mouth, you hear me? I’ll spill my kids into your mouth first before spilling the others inside your womb.” He moaned and you helped him reach his orgasm by sucking him even better than before.

“Your mouth feels so good, sweetheart! I can’t believe that I am— gonna cum!” He yelled and growled, spilling his hot, slimy essence down to your throat.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh fuck!” He exclaimed in pure bliss and ecstasy. It took him a few minutes to calm himself from a mind-blowing blowjob he experienced.

He was even more impressed when he saw you swallowing his seeds. “So pretty for me…” He whispered and gently pushed you down against the soft mattress and hovered over you. “Are you ready, mommy?” You nodded at his question.

Leon spread your legs open, rubbing your clit in circles with your arousal. “Here I go,” He said before aligning his cock into your aching hole. Your heart was beating in anticipation. Leon held your waist before plunging his tip into you. Your eyes widened and gasped in shock.

“L-Leon!” You whined and Leon grabbed your wrist and put your hand on his shoulder, kissing them.

“Shhh, it’s alright. I’ll be gentle, I promise. Just hold onto me, darling.” He hushed you. The feeling was so overwhelming that you can’t help but sob. “Leon, it hurts!” You whined as he pushed himself deeper, penetrating your walls.

Leon was in bliss and groaned when your walls clenched around him. “Fuck, so tight!” He moaned as he went in deeper with such care. You keep your eyes closed, biting on your left hand while your right hand is holding on his shoulder. “Look at me, Y/n. Come on, baby.” He comforts you.

Through your tears, you looked at him and he leaned down to kiss your lips. “The pain will be gone soon, I promise. Don’t cry, my love. I’m here.” He whispered and kissed you passionately. Soon, the pain was put aside. Leon knows it the way you squirm underneath his touch. Your walls kept clenching around his girth causing him to grunt.

“Fucking hell, pussy’s so tight!” He breathed out. “Are you ready, my love?”

You nodded your head in response. Leon held your waist and slowly moved his hips against your. He was gentle and careful with his movements. This night was supposed to be romantic and filled with pleasure. That's why he’s refraining himself from being rough with you when you’re still in a vulnerable state.

“Oh my God, so huge!” You whined as you felt his huge length being inserted and withdrawn from your pussy. “I did not expect that my virginity would be taken by the same man who hurt me.” Leon scoffed at your comment.

“But the man who hurt you is the one who will give you beautiful children. You still love that man because if you don’t, you wouldn’t let him take you under him and take your virginity.” He seductively whispered to your ear.

Soon, he started to go faster to your comfort. You looked him deeply into the eye as he held your thighs apart and shifted his position, reaching the deeper portion of your pussy. Leon smirked and grabbed your jaw to make you look at him firmly. “Tongue out,” He demanded and you obliged. He sucked your tongue and it turned into a sloppy kiss.

“Faster, please…” You whispered between kisses. Leon stopped for a moment, waiting for you to repeat your request. “I need more!” You whined and he smirked. “You need more? Then, beg for it. You can beg, right? Go ahead.”

“Please, daddy! Go faster, please! I need more of you. Please, I’ll take it like a good girl!”

And that snapped Leon out of his senses. He started to go faster than before, sending you an overwhelming pleasure that caused you to arch your back. “Like this, darling?” Leon growled and you mewled in return.

His tip was hitting on your cervix. Due to his huge length and girth, it feels like he’s splitting you in half. Moans, groans, and skin slappings resonated in the room. Leon was in bliss, shoving his cock in and out of your drooling hole and earning sinful moans from you. This is what he waited and wanted to do for fifteen years…

“Fifteen years, my love…” He muttered as he drilled himself deeper into you. “I waited for fifteen years to have you in my arms again. I fucking love you so much!” He whimpered.

You are holding onto him for your dear life as his movements grew more intense and vigorous. You knew that this will be the last time you’ll have this intercourse with him. Oh, you just know it by just looking at this man who craves you badly. He’s determined to make you pregnant with his child, the key to ending the quarrel of both sides.

“Do you know how lucky you are to be the mother of my child?” He asked as he pulled you closer, hips continuously thrusting and out of you. “Make sure that you are not taking your pills, my darling or else there will be no Little Kennedy in your womb. Understood?”

“Ahhh~! Yes! My God, yes!” You wailed. A knot starts to form in your stomach and your legs tremble in pleasure. Leon knows that you’re close to reaching your orgasm so he puts more pressure by pressing his hand on your lower stomach. “Oh, my! Ahhh!” You cried out and he smirked, seeing you tearing up as he did so. You squirmed under his touch and tended to push him away but he put his weight onto you and held you down with your both legs on his both shoulders as he put you into the mating press.

“Leon, can’t hold it anymore! I need to cum!” You mewled and he groaned when your walls clenched around him. He keeps going until you let out a scream and squirt. Leon pulled out and rubbed your clit with his tip as your juices gushed out of your pussy.

It stopped for a while and Leon pushed his cock back inside you. He made some few thrusts before having you squirt again, wetting his lower abdomen, some parts of his thighs, down to the bed. Leon pulled out and watched you burst out of you and jerked himself.

You helped him off by replacing his hand and gripping on his length, moving your hand up and down as his tip poked in and out of its skin. His cock was twitching and you can tell that he’s about to cum too. “Proceed, my love. Jerk me off. I’ll tell you when I am coming.”

In return, Leon slipped his middle finger and ring finger inside your soppy cunt thrusting them in and out. It makes squelching and wet sounds as he fingered you, touching the spongy spot that caused you to jolt and squeal. You glared at him while holding his wrist with your free hand while continuously jerking him off with the other.

“What? I’m just returning the favor.” He smirked and curled his fingers inside you and hit the right spot that you squirted again on his hand. As releasing your juices, he withdrew his fingers and rubbed your clit again. “Darling, it’s good to keep stimulating your clit. It makes me want you more.”

As revenge, you quickened your jerking pace and he moaned and he held your wrist. Thinking that you are overstimulating him, you smirked but he grabbed your other hand and led it towards down his balls, letting you massage them. He moaned and threw his head back in pleasure. “Keep doing that.” He muttered. Soon, his cock became harder and started twitching. You took this as a sign and you fastened your face.

“Yes, yes, yes! Oh, fuck! Yes!” He growled and removed your hands before slamming his cock back deep into your pussy and his seeds spurted out of his tip, filling you up.

You closed your eyes and let your head down on the pillow as he filled you up. He cums a lot that some of them started flowing out of you. “Fuck, it feels so good…” You breathed out. He chuckled before leaning in and kissed your lips softly before pulling out. He crawled on top of you until his cock was right in front of your face.

“Open up,” He demanded. You opened your mouth and the last drops of his cums landed on your tongue. He squeezed himself and when it was all empty, he tapped the tip against your lips and you sucked it clean.

“That’s my girl.” He said before placing himself between your thighs again.

Leon watches a stream of his cum running out of you. You look so beautiful. He lowered his head between your legs and stuck out his tongue and gave your clit a small kitten licks. Some of his cums that are flowing out of you caught by his tongue and he used it to lubricate your swollen nub.

You closed your eyes and bit your finger while your other hand was gripping on his hair. Your legs were on his shoulder, toes curling in pleasure while your feet rub gently against his back. Leon collected his cum on his fingers and pushed it back inside you and licked you for the last time before pulling away.

“Ready for round 2?” He asked and you nodded.

“Yeah…”

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Leon decided to change your positions. You are now on top of him while he is underneath you. Leon held your waist and guided your dripping entrance to his cock. When the tip was plunged inside, you moaned as you sat with his cock sliding inside of you.

“O-ow!” You whined and you felt him reach the deepest part of your pussy.

You looked down and your eyes widened in shock when you saw a bulge formed in your lower stomach. You gasped and touched it with such care. Leon saw this and he couldn't help but grin. “Look at this masterpiece, honey. Feel how deep I reached, sweetheart?”

You put your hands on his chest to support your weight. “I feel numb.” You whispered.

“Aww, come here…” He cooed and wrapped your arms around his waist. He adjusted your position before thrusting his hips up and down inside your pussy.

He doesn't mind if he does all the work. Your eyes are closed and your mouth is hanging open as sinful moans come out of it in every thrust he makes. Leon pistoned his hips and you jolted as his movements became rough and aggressive. Your moans sounds like you're having hiccups due to his fast movements.

“Let me suck those boobs of yours,” He growled and cupped one of your breasts and sucked your nipple. This adds more pleasure to you that you can’t stop moaning and whining. Leon sucked it like a hungry man before sucking the other one.

“Nipples are so soft. Our baby will definitely like it. Oh, I am gonna be so jealous that he gets to be breastfeed by his beautiful mother everyday, having her nipple into his mouth and suck her milk.” He chuckled and kissed your cleavage.

“Your breasts will be even bigger when they start carrying milk for our child. Expect me already that I will fondle and suck them especially when you lactate.”

You moaned even more in overwhelming pleasure. Both of you were still overstimulated earlier that’s why your orgasm builds up quicker than the previous ones. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to your climax as you feel his cock twitch and both of you are trembling.

“Are you ready to become a mommy? Oh, my sweet Y/n… I am going to marry you. I wouldn’t want to give this child a life with unmarried parents. It would be better for him to legitimately carry my name.” He said between moans.

“Fuck, I’m cumming! Cumming!” You cried as your legs trembled and you quiver.

“You’ll be so beautiful, having your belly big and round as my child grows inside. My, my, my, I can’t wait to see our beautiful child together. We’ll welcome him into this world together and we’ll give him the best life away from bioterrorism.”

“Leon, I can’t—” You were interrupted as he kissed you. You couldn’t help yourself anymore so you released your orgasm, your body jolting as you do so. Your walls suffocated his cock inside you and he did not stop.

He kept going and going until he couldn’t hold himself anymore.

“Take it, take it, take it! Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” He moaned loudly and spurted his cum deep inside you. You feel so full and your energy is drained. You collapsed on top of him and caught your breath.

“I love you…” You whispered. Leon heard it and giggled.

“”I love you too…”

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Leon pulled himself out of you. Like the previous one, you are dripping with his cum. He grabbed his phone and took a photo. You did not complain or remorse. You just let him be. Because the mattress was wet, Leon carried you to the room next to yours. There, you two laid down on the bed. Still naked, but covered in a blanket to keep yourselves warm.

You are looking outside through the window, admiring the city lights. Leon pulled you even closer to him and kissed your forehead. You closed your eyes and nuzzled him and pressed your lips together.

“This is not the last time we'll do this, right?” You asked.

“You know, it’s hot and sexy to try in different places.” He replied.

You laughed and poked his nose.

“You naughty daddy…”

— To Be Continued...

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kamotecue · 7 months

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first time trip ✾ a. putellas

pairing: alexia putellas x reader

summary: in which a lovely couple and their only child visit the philippines for the first time. pwnt!reader, real madrid!reader

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you were sitting in the private jet, it would be a few hours till you’d land in the philippines. you looked to the back to see alexia sleeping with ana marie cuddled into her.

ana marie was the exact carbon copy of the two of you. she had your eyes and nose, but she had alexia’s hair and mouth shape. you softly smiled seeing the cute scene, alexia was the one who suggested to visit your home country for the first time.

after all, your daughter is reaching her sixth month. and her grandparents are so excited to see their little heiress, it was decided that ana marie would inherit your parents company.

you protested not wanting her life to be controlled, but your parents had agreed that she could live her life how she wants it. if she wanted to pursue a sport then she could, but she’d also have to run the company at the same time. quite hectic, is it not?

your thoughts were cut out as you heard someone calling you, it was your mother.

“anak, asan na kayo? [child, where are you now?]” your mother asked, as you hummed.

“nasa eroplano pa kami, ma. [we are still on the plane.” your mother hummed.

“tell us when you arrive, ha? susunduin kita. [i will pick you up.]” you softly mumbled underneath your breath.

“ma, it’s not needed po. i can drive there naman.” you talked with your mother for a few moments before she hung up as she had to go to work.

you opened your laptop preparing to do some work, and in that amount of time, the jet has landed. the pilot exited his cockpit, as you stood up packing things away.

“mahal?” you called out, wondering if alexia was awake. she was as she gently carried ana marie in her arms.

“vamos.” alexia said as you chuckled at her behavior, the bags were already placed into your car, as you opened the passenger seat for alexia who gave you a soft kiss on the cheek.

the trip to the house wasn’t that long, there would usually would be traffic as you lived in metro manila but for some reason, there wasn’t any which you were thankful for. traffic in the philippines was such a hassle, you didn’t want your child waking up in between.

as you pulled up, you noticed the silhouette of your parents waiting at the porch. alexia was the first one to get out, greeting your parents along with a certain mini you.

while you had gotten the bags from the trunk, you were pulled into a hug as soon as you were in your parent’s view.

“anak, miss ka namin. kamusta naman sa barcelona? [child, we miss you. how is it at barcelona?]” your mother said, as you hummed.

“it’s really great, ma. parehas lang yung weather. [the weather is the same].” your mother hummed as she pulled you all inside.

“ma, i’ll drop the luggage sa room ko.” she gave you a quick nod, as you carried the luggage by its handle, and swung the duffel bag over your shoulder.

you slowly went up the stairs, careful not to trip or fall. it was just as you remembered, the posters filled on the wall.

the medals you won from football tournaments during your studies in the states. you’ve joined your middle school, high school and college varsity team. you also played for a youth team as well.

the different colored medals were on display, the trophies had a specific shelf and the academic awards were also there.

“it’s still the same, huh.” you said, before joining your parents in the living room. alexia was chatting with them, while ana had just woken up from her nap.

the whole time of the trip, you’ve gotten to introduce alexia to the filipino culture, the crusine more specifically dishes like sinigang also known as sour soup, adobo which is braised pork, and etc.

you also visited a few clubs like stallion laguna fc or kaya-iloilo, clubs that your national teammates play in. they were quite surprised when they saw alexia knowing she’s considered as la reina. but it was a notable experience, alexia got to see you coach for the first time. in her words, it was extremely attractive for her.

#alexia putellas #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #espwnt x reader #barca wfc imagine #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso one shot

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sweetiecutie · 1 year

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Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, fingering, fluff, body worship, more fluff, unprotected sex, did I mention fluff?

A/n: Padmé was really strong. Bc if Anakin ruined the whole ruling system of a galaxy just to build a new empire in which we would be comfortable together and asked me to join him on the dark side - I would fall to my knees and suck his dick in that instant

Attachments are strictly prohibited. Feelings are strictly prohibited. Jedi has no passions, no emotions, their only interest is peace. Jedi has no right to have a family, yet everyone is their family. Jedi loves no one, yet still loves everyone equally.

Yet here you were, a mess of tangled limbs and sheets, in tender arms of each other, hands caressing, grabbing, molding, loving. How could it possibly be wrong when it felt so truly, almost painfully, good?

Anakin’s eyes never dared to leave your dainty body, too afraid that you’d just disappear, dissolve into thin air if he did as much as just blink. His broad palm glided up and down your sides, tracing the elegant curve of your hips; once he reached your ass he gave it a loving squeeze, ravishing in the feeling of your soft flesh overflowing through his fingers. His other hand was busy in-between your legs, preparing your tight hole to take him inside.

His slender fingers slid in and out of your heated body, Anakin smeared the slick your body generously produced all the way up to your clit, making even a bigger mess. Pink dusted your cheeks at all obscure squelching sounds, you buried your face in the crook of your lover’s neck, small whine leaving your lips as his thumb started massaging your clit in small circles - lubberly and clumsy, but still better than the first time.

- A-anakin… - your breath hitched with the softest touch of his fingers, his name on your lips like a mantra. He retrieved your head back onto soft pillows, planting wet kisses all over your lips, chin, cheeks and nose, savoring all the small sounds you were making. Just for him.

Your hands grope onto his mighty shoulders desperately, seeking some kind of grounding. You squirmed harshly with especially neat drag of his fingers inside you, your thigh grinding against Anakin’s hard-on, eliciting a delicious moan from him.

- You’re so beautiful like this. I want to cherish you for the rest of my life. Will you let me?.. - his lips were hot against your skin, words slurred and hot, eternal devotion soaking through his quiet voice. You gazed up into his eyes - pupils so dilated you could barely see the ocean blue rimming them.

- Yes, Ani. Please, I need you so much, - you pleaded against his lips, hands roaming all over his lean body, tracing the outlines of his muscles with your fingertips. He gulped heavily, you noticed his nostrils flare as he tried to breath evenly in unsuccessful attempt to calm himself down.

Anakin carefully slipped his fingers out of your drenched pussy, leaving you agonizingly empty. He quickly wriggled out of his pants and underwear, negligently discarding useless for now garments somewhere to the floor. You spread your legs wider to allow him more space in between them; once settled, Anaking wrapped one hand around his aching cock, pumping it a few times, your eyes watching his every move hungrily.

He swiped the tip of his dick up and down your slit, catching your puffy clit with it a few times, before aligning himself with your awaiting entrance. His free hand came to rest on your hip to prevent you from wriggling around in pailful anticipation, stroking it lovingly. With one swift jerk of his hips Anakin buried himself halfway inside of your rippling heat, velvety walls wrapping around his cock greedily, as if sucking him even further inside. With a loud groan he pushed the rest of his length inside, burying himself to the hilt. You watched his angelic face contour in sheer pleasure - eyes half-lidded, eyebrows knitted together in a frown, plush red lips agape in a soundless moan, bright blush adorning his pale cheeks

It took Anakin every bit of self-control to prevent his hips from bucking greedily into your soft pliant body, allowing you to adjust to the feeling of him being fully inside. He bent down, bare chest pressing tight against yours, forearm rested next to your head to support his weight. The hand that was previously holding your hips led your legs to wrap around his waist, ankles locking behind his back.

- I love you, - swollen from constant kissing lips placed a softest peck on that one sensitive spot under your jaw. - I love you, - kiss on your bobbing adam’s apple, - I love you, - kiss on the conjunction between your neck and shoulder, - I love you so much.

Your fingers ran up to his hair, tangling in the mess of brown silky waves, guiding Anakin’s face up to yours. Your lips latched onto his with searing passion, yet immense tenderness was soaking through every touch. He replied to your kiss immediately, tongue grazing along your lower lip, asking to be let in, to which you obliged eagerly. A first soft jab of his hips made you gasp into his mouth, back arching off the mattress into his firm body; your shaky hands roaming up and down his back and shoulders, turning young man into a putty goo in your loving arms.

Anakin made a few more tentative thrusts before picking up speed, fucking into your squelching heat softly. Quiet groans and moans slipped past his swollen lips, most of them muffled by your skin as he never stopped littering your neck and shoulders with feather-light kisses. This felt ethereal. This felt right. That’s what love is.

You felt dizzy. Drunk on the pleasure your lover so generously gave you, drunk on the sound of his sweet voice and salty scent of his sweat mixed with yours, on his mesmerizing eyes and mind-blowing kisses. Drunk on Anakin. All you could do was to grab onto him tightly, getting lost into the feeling of him on top of you. Nothing mattered at this moment, it was just you and Anakin, and your undying love and desire for each other.

Anakin shifted his hips a slightest bit, changing by that the angle of penetration; your body jolted from sudden bolt of hot pleasure as his tip slid thickly inside of your pussy. He froze immediately, stoping all of his movements; blue eyes starred into your face with deep concern, worry twisting his stomach at the thought that he might’ve accidentally hurt you.

- Don’t stop, don’t stop, Ani, please, that felt so good, - you whined pitifully, hips bucking into his trying to get more of the blissful friction.

Anakin resumed the pumping of his hips, thrusting into your quivering pussy with wary, still watching your reactions closely. The most lecherous moan rolled off your tongue as the tip of his cock glided against the same spot deep within you, making your vision blur with ecstasy. He picked up a quicker pace, providing you with stronger stimulation, leaving you a moaning mess writhing beneath him. The pleasure caused your pussy to clench around him involuntary, leaving Anakin a hot moaning mess, bringing both of you closer to the edge.

Desperate cries of your name left Anakin’s lips as his pace became sloppier, his greedy hands grabbing onto your trembling body, not being able to get enough of you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing your boy impossibly closer, bodies pressed flush against each other, lips connecting in a searing kiss. His hand squeezed in between your bodies; his nimble fingers found your clit, pressing messy figures eights into the nub and you felt a knot tightening in your tummy, body prickling with heat and need.

- Anakin, I’m gonna cum, - you mewled against his parted lips, his hot breath fanning over your face, cooling your flushed cheeks pleasantly.

- Let it all go for me. C’mon, dearest, wanna make you feel so good, - he pleaded, voice raspy and strained from the relentless pummeling of his hips against yours.

Orgasm crashed over you unexpectedly - a sudden surge of pure euphoria overtook your body, setting your whole being ablaze. Stars and colors filled your vision, pleasure so intense you almost felt like passing out.

The clenching of your walls around Anakin’s throbbing cock along with your moans and whines was more than enough to send him right over the edge. With one final thrust he stilled completely, guttural cry of your name leaving his bitten lips as his mind went completely blank, thick ropes of his semen coating your insides, painting your pussy white.

It was a moment of utter silence in which only both of your ragged breathings could be heard. Anakin slumped on top of you, pressing you between his body and a mattress with all of his weight. You didn’t complain, hand reaching to play with his now messy hair, tugging softly on wavy strands.

- I love you so much, - Anakin was the first one to break the silence, confession slipping past his lips like a prayer, prayer to his cherished goddess - you.

You tightened your embrace around your lover’s naked form, bringing him impossibly closer to yourself. Anakin snuggled his face deeper into your neck, inhaling your soothing scent deeply.

- I love you, - you whispered quietly in his hair, just for him to hear.

There’s no fucking way this all could be wrong, even for a Jedi.

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episodone · 2 months

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HAIR TIE

SYNOPSIS: It was a heated day back in Coruscant and your body was starting to give up. With your long hair making the situation worse, Anakin decides to be of help.

PAIRING: rots!anakin x fem!reader ( implied )

CONTENT WARNING: established relationship, a bit of swearing, teasing, a whole lot of fluff, reader is implied to have long hair, anaking being a bit suggestive but nothing major

WORD COUNT: 857 ( i think … )

AUTHOR’S NOTE: hi everyone!! wow … here’s my first ever work on this account ? this is a special moment for me, okay !! anyways, i really hope you all enjoy whatever this turns out to be! this is also my first time writing properly with upper case letters so this is weird to me .. also please excuse any mistakes ! this was written by a very sleepy lily …

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You had experienced long hot days before, but never something quite like this one. The heat was insufferable back in Coruscant, and as much as you would love to complain about it, you couldn’t. The Jedi Temple was nice enough for having a cooling down system for all of the Jedi’s inside to enjoy, and it seemed to be working for everyone, except for you.

Training was getting harder for your body. You could feel sweat drops running down your face and you muscles wanting to give up due to the temperature. You felt vulnerable, which wasn’t usual of you. Even your Padawan was giving you weird looks from time to time, but you decided to brush them off. For all that matters, your Jedi robes and cloak weren’t helping, either.

You weren’t one to back down on your trainings, and you wanted to persist in the duel against your Padawan, trying to give them as much knowledge in lightsaber fights as you possibly could. That was you purpose, after all. But enough was enough, even for you. Just as you were about to call out for a break, they were faster than you. You thanked Maker it was over and granted them to leave the room to cool down and rest and you decided to do the same yourself shortly after, running outside. While walking down the long hallway, with your heavy chest panting from the heat, a familiar voice calls out for you.

“Here’s my pretty girl.” a tall figure makes its way to your side and you look up to see Anakin, as perfect as ever. Not a single drop of sweat on his face and biggest grin ever while looking at you, like the heat doesn’t even bother him. How you envied him in that moment.

“Not here, Ani. Someone could hear you.” you look to your sides, searching for any sign of life besides you two that could compromise this moment, and Anakin watches you with a glint in his eyes.

“As far as I’m concerned, everyone is too focused on cooling down right now rather than look for forbidden couples walking around the Temple together.” you turn to him with an unamused look and playfully hit his arm as he only laughs at you.

“You should probably do the same, my love. It seems the heat is taking a toll on you.”

“Very funny, Anakin. Not everyone looks as perfect as you after a long session of training under the warmth.” You curse under you breath by how unaffected he was, with his perfect blonde locks and perfect smooth skin with no signs of tiredness. How confident he seemed when his whole body was stinging, begging for a breath of cold air.

“So you think I’m perfect?” he turns to you with a teasing smile and you scoff in response.

“Don’t let it get to your head, Skywalker.” you answer bluntly and he smiles at you, inspecting your figure.

“No hair up today?” he asks and you turn to him, clearly confused.

“What?”

“Your hair. Since it’s so hot, I thought you would put up your hair.”

Oh. That’s right. Your hair. Your forgot about that one little detail. How were supposed to manage the heat better if you hair was blocking your neck from all the cooling around? Now you know why your Padawan was giving you funny looks. What kind of person in their right minds would walk around with their hair down on an extreme heat day?

You quickly sense around your pulses for a hair tie, only to find out that you forgot about them in your dorm earlier today.

“Kriff.” you mumble. “I forgot my hair ties this morning.”

You think back to who could borrow you one for the day. A fellow female Jedi around the Temple. The one’s you didn’t know so well, unfortunately. While your mind runs through the endless options and the embarrassment that would come with you asking, you hair gets suddenly lift up.

You try to look back to see what happened but you’re stopped by Anakin, who now holds your hair with one of his hands in a makeshift ponytail.

“Wait.” his other hand sneaks around your waist, stopping you in your tracks. A sense of relief washes over you as a breath of cold hair spreads around your neck and shoulders. You instinctively close your eyes to the feeling, letting out a deep sigh. Pink tinted blush creeps up your cheeks at the thought of Anakin behind you, his lips puckered up and busy being your savior of the day. You stayed in that positions for a few second until air flow suddenly stops, making you flutter your eyes open.

“Better?” his voice makes a smile creep up your face and you shyly nod in response.

“Yeah... Thank you.” you feel his strong arm pull you closer to him as he drops sloppy kisses to the area he just cooled down, smiling between each peck.

“You should really start bringing your hair ties with you, my love.” he mumbles against your skin and you nod, savoring the moment as he was savoring your skin. “I can’t walk around like this all day.” he shakes your hair in his hand and you smile at him, a teasing glint in your eyes.

“You should start bringing them too, you know. With how long your hair is right now.” The kisses suddenly stop and you feel a hand pinching the side of your waist, making you giggle.

“Don’t make me drop your hair already.”

“Please don’t.”

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ghostofhyuck · 2 months

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Taguan ng Anak series 1

CEO! Mark x former secretary! Reader

Summary: Years after you resigned as his secretary, Mark bumps into you once again, not knowing that something bloomed from your secret office love affair.

cw: mentions of pregnancy.

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It’s seldom for Mark to make time for himself.

Well to start, Mark excused himself that he’s in the mall to buy a gift, which is a surprising excuse for a CEO who’s such a workaholic. But in his defense, he wanted to buy a gift for his parent’s wedding anniversary and Mark wanted to make sure that he’ll be the one who’ll pick the gift personally.

That is why he’s in a well-known mall, wearing his casual clothes on a Saturday afternoon. The mall was pretty crowded given that it was a Saturday. Mark has been walking around thinking what to buy for his parents. It’s not like they’re hard to give presents, but Mark wanted to give them something special.

His feet dragged him to the mall’s department store, heading to the accessories section. Maybe his parents would like new sets of watches — that’s a bit common, Mark thinks. He had bought them watches many times. Mark ponders about it as he walks around the selections.

He didn’t notice that he’s in the jewellery section when a saleslady called his attention, offering him promos for a certain brand.

“You can be engraved in the ring! Are you going to buy it for someone special?” the saleslady asked.

As he stared at the display, Mark thought that it’ll be nice to buy his parents a new set of wedding rings, maybe they can even renew their vows. Thinking that it was a bright idea, Mark immediately asked for help from the saleslady who happily offered assistance for him.

Watching the jeweller engraved on his parent’s wedding anniversary date on the right, Mark couldn’t help but ponder at the thought of getting married. Seeing how happy his parents are and how their love created a strong and loving family, Mark wonders when it will be his turn.

But perhaps he’s passed his prime, all he can think about right now is the paperworks he left to his staff just because he decided to have a day-off.

“Thank you,” Mark mumbles as he grabs the paperbag from the saleslady. The paperbag felt light but Mark couldn’t help but feel lightened as he swayed the paperbag, excited for his parent’s reaction to his gift.

But just as he was about to walk away, a small figure bumped into him. It didn’t bother him a bit but the kid fell on the floor.

“Careful there!” he shouts. Helping the kid stand up. Mark then kneels down to check if the kid got any scratches but it seems like she wasn’t hurt at all.

“Sorry mister,” the kid apologises.

Mark looked at her and for a second, he felt something weird. The little girl looks eerily familiar that he can’t pinpoint it. For a minute, Mark thinks that he’s just seeing things so he gives her a smile, “it’s no worries, don’t run around okay? It’s dangerous.”

Looking left and right, it seems like the kid ran off from her parents. He stands up and offers his hand to the kid who immediately accepts it.

“What’s your name by the way? And where are your parents —”

“Minah!”

Mark wasn’t able to process everything when he heard a familiar voice and as he turned around, a familiar face welcomed him.

“It’s you,” Mark mumbled.

You stopped on your tracks, frozen to see your daughter with your former boss. You immediately bowed as an apology and snatched your daughter away from him.

“I’m really really sorry sir! I hope she didn’t disturb you,” you quickly said.

“Oh it’s nothing, and please, can we drop the sir? You’re no longer my secretary too,” he calmly said.

You only nod and as you felt that your daughter is now right beside you, you tried to walk away from the scene when Mark held your arms.

“It’s been a long time since I saw you,” Mark said quietly, as if he was trying to collect his words. “Can we talk?”

“What?” you asked.

His eyes landed on the child beside you, then as he looked at you, he gave you a meaningful smile. “I just wanna know how you have been.”

You thought that you could endure it. You thought that you could run away from everything — even from Minah’s father. From the very start, you always knew that it was forbidden. You were his secretary and he’s the head of the company. Everything was hidden, behind closed doors, and only hushed words that can be exchanged with you two alone together.

And damn it. It was Mark Lee. Mark Lee who’s loved by everyone, praised by his skills and nice personality. Mark Lee who Korea considers as one of their hottest bachelors. He was everything and then, there’s just you. His competent secretary who has to survive living in this world. Yet, you were willing to enter this kind of relationship. You were a fool to think that your romance with Mark will turn out right like the movies.

“So, how have you been?”

But it wasn’t. One day, you just woke up with an unexplained morning sickness and a trip to the hospital made you realise that your daydreams may not only ruin yours but also Mark’s future.

“I’m doing great, I found a better job with a better salary, I moved to a bigger apartment, and Kiwi’s still alive, still a grumpy cat you know?” you smiled, trying to brush off any topic that may land on the child next to you.

“I see,” Mark bitterly said. Grabbing the cup of coffee on his table. “So, who’s the little girl beside you?”

Your smile faded. You glanced at your daughter who innocently stared at you and your eyes wandered to the man in front of you.

“You know that there’s a possibility right?” Mark taunted, and you could only look at him with a guilty look. He still can read you after all.

“There’s no possibility Mark,” you told him. “She’s yours…I never entered a relationship after I gave birth.”

A beat of silence swallowed you too. You could only lower your head in shame.

“So why hide her from me? You think that I won’t take responsibility?” Mark’s tone turned full of anger and disappointment.

“No! It’s not like that, I just…I don’t want this to get into your way.”

You saw how Mark’s forehead creased, “what are you talking about?”

“Mark, we were young okay!? You have a long way to go as the head of the company, I don’t want a kid to get in your way.”

“And what, let you raise her without knowing her father?”

“You think it was an easy choice for me!?” you saw how surprised he was when you raised your tone. “You were my boss, you’re a CEO and I’m what!? I’m just your secretary Mark!”

“Don’t say that,” Mark calmly said, trying to reach out for you. “You know what we had was real.”

“Of course it was, but we’re just too different,” you mumbled.

Mark didn’t say a word. You could only lower your head out of guilt. It didn’t occur to you that Minah was trying to reach for your hand. Her small hands brushing to your arms making you look at her.

“Mama, are you crying?”

“What?” and before you could even touch your face, Mark already has wiped your tears away.

“You don’t know how much I was devastated when you left the company,” Mark confesses, gently wiping your tears away.

“It’s all my fault, I let our relationship be a secret, I shouldn’t have done that.”

“No Mark, it was okay for me.”

“I know, but it was better that I fought for you. Years of not seeing each other…I don’t even know what you’ve been through when you’re raising our child alone.”

You could only smile bitterly, “it’s okay Mark, I’m over it.”

“Maybe, you’ve always been brave and I’m…I’m just me. I’m sorry for everything and I just want to make it up for the years I wasn’t there,” he holds onto your hand even tighter. “Can we start all over again? I want to be there for both of you.”

His eyes were pleading, desperate to meet yours. Mark was begging to be part of your life again and although there were things that you two haven’t talked about, you couldn’t help but glance at your daughter who cluelessly watched the scene unfold.

Remembering her drawing in her daycare where she draws a complete family, maybe it was time for you to grant her wish.

And as you glance back at Mark, you could only give him a smile as you muttered, “yes.”

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pablitosgf · 6 months

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beach day ! — op81

pairings ! — oscar piastri!girl dad x fem!mom!filipina!reader

warnings ! — none, pure fluff

info ! — in which oscar, y/n, and their daughter ilia have a fun beach day.

authors note ! — SEND REQUESTS PLEASEE IM BEGGING 🙏🏼 (yes im this desperate!) this is based on the y/n and ilia from my 3 part mini series, which are what?!, shock!, and again?! so make sure to check those out if you'd like <3, however this can be read as a standalone

format ! — writing

“Are you ready for the beach, my love?” you said with a warm smile rolling onto your lips, looking at your daughter with full adoration. She had your dark eyes, she had brown hair (though they weren't as dark as yours, hers was lighter), but she had her father's fair skin tone, no touch of your morena skin tone. Not even a sprinkle. She was as light as day. A smile rolled onto her lips too as your daughter, Ilia, happily nodded.

“I’m so excited! Will I be able to make sand castles with you and Papa?” Ilia exclaimed, jumping in place as your hands clasped with her small ones like a puzzle piece. Her excitement only made your smile wider, she and Oscar were your life, your happiness, and your will to keep on going. Your daughter had her swimsuit on already, it was blue (her favorite color) with frills, and had a woven hat on.

You nodded looking down at her, “Of course, we’ll make it very big. Won't we Mahal?” you said, looking at your husband who just came down after he finished getting ready. Oscar wore his cap (no, not his McLaren one if that's what you were thinking) a creme off-white button-up shirt, and some blue shorts.

His eyes met yours and soon Ilia’s he too nodded with a smile, “Yes, it’ll be very big and taller. Taller than you, Ilia.” Ilia gasped, she raised her right hand up high to show how tall it would be, then looked up at her hand. You and Oscar chuckled.

“This tall?” Ilia asked, tilting her head to the right as she furrowed her eyebrows.

“Yes, that tall anak.”

“So tall it’ll reach the sky?” she said as her eyes went big, making you and your husband chuckle again.

“Yes, darling.” Oscar stepped into the conversation again.

“Okay then, let's go!” Ilia said, her hand still clasped with yours As you held onto the bag filled with toys and other beach day necessities. Your eyes widened as she ran to the door, dragging you along with her.

“Woah, woah! Okay, Missy!” you chortled, unlocking the door and pushing it open. You followed Ilia as she went to the car, urging you to open it. “Wow, I guess you’re super duper excited!”

“Of course I am, Mama!” Ilia climbed into the car once you opened it, waiting for you to buckle her into her carseat. Closing the door, you open the passenger and climb inside, waiting for Oscar to come. In the meantime, you set the beach bag down in a safe place. Once Oscar arrived he began driving his way to the beach, passing scenic roads.

You and Oscar were conversing with Ilia about what she did during preschool, she was pretty extroverted and talkative, but you and Oscar definitely were not. I guess it’s true, two introverts make one extrovert.

You looked outside your side of the window, “Ilia, look we’re at the beach!” you pointed at the sand-filled grounds and the people in the water splashing and playing. Glancing into the mirror you saw Ilia shake in her car seat, you laughed to yourself and nudged Oscar to look into the mirror as well. Oscar locked eyes with yours and burst out laughing.

Eventually, the three of you got settled, and you were lying down reading a book with flip-flops and the bag beside you as Oscar and Ilia tried to make a really big sand castle. Occasionally you looked up from your book to see what progress they had, and to say the least Oscar did 99% of the work while Ilia was just patting it carefully here and there and praising Oscar. You smiled to yourself.

You could tell Ilia was getting bored by watching Oscar shape the sand castle. “Papa, can we just go play in the water now?” she whined.

“One minute, honey,” he said, finishing his last touches. When he was finally finished he stood up after a long time of not and smiled happily. “Isn’t it nice, Ilia?”

“Yeah, Papa it’s super nice. Can we go now?” Ilia said in a hurry, she looked over at you, “Mama, want to come?” she asked, having a hand out for you.

“Of course, my love!” you grasped her hand and Oscars as you three ran to the water.

You splashed Ilia and Oscar in the water, and you got payback from the two of them. You smiled happily as you watched Ilia get on Oscar’s back. This was the life, you were happy this was your life. You wouldn't change it for anything.

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oscarpiastri that sand castle looks amazing i wonder who made that!!

⤷ yeah, i wonder! i think it was ilia.

oscarpiastri yeah uh no, she did nothing.

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lilymhe tell lia i miss her🥹💔

⤷ she misses her auntie lily 🩷

kellypiquet maybe we could have her and penny have a playdate?

⤷ omg, yes!! message me rn <3

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have-you-seen-my-sanity · 1 month

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I am better

Poe Dameron x fem!Reader

A/N: I kinda roasted Rey at the end. I can't help it, I hate her. The only reason I tortured myself with the sequels was literally only because Oscar Isaac as Poe lol.

Quick summary: At a conversation between you, Finn and Poe about the old Clone Wars, you spoke faster than thinking, saying Anakin Skywalker is the best pilot in the Galaxy. Poe did not like that.

Dead dove do not eat - you'll get exactly what's in the tags!

Tags: nsfw, PinV, dom Poe, punishment, cockwarming, kind of dark Poe, jealous Poe.

A/N 2: Just realized the pic looks perfect. Finn is like: "Girl, you better run..." and Poe looks like: "Excuse me? What did you just say?!"

Sometimes it's better to think before speaking. It all started harmless, Finn, Poe and you were talking about the Clone Wars. Poe was worshipping the Clones, wishing they would be still around, Finn was drooling over Ahsoka Tano...and you? You were all over Anakin Skywalker, admiring everything about him.

"Anakin Skywalker? Come on, that's overkill!" Finn snorted, looking down at the Dejarik round they were playing.

"Why? Just because you're worshipping Ahsoka?" You chuckled, watching Finns dejarik player getting slamdunked.

"Ugh, you and your crushes..." Poe scoffed and leaned forward, preparing his round.

"Atleast we have one individual we love and not millions." you backfired at him, grinning cheekily.

"I think Poe chooses the Clones because all the other ladies are ugly and Ahsoka is the only sexy looking one." Finn nudged Poe, making him give a confused expression.

"Poe, how about Obi Wan?" you asked.

"Nah. He's way too noble, way too jedi-like..." he retorted with an disgusted expression.

"Wait! What about Bo Katan? Isn't she someone you'd be into, mate?" Finn suggested.

"I would even arrange the date between you two." You chuckled.

Poe just looked at you two, surprised but uncaring "You two are absolutely unfair, you know that?"

You three kept playing dejarik for a bit before Finn spoke up again.

"Hey, but what about you? Why Anakin Skywalker? Is it because he turned bad and you're kinda into bad boys?" Finn grinned at you.

"No!" you smiled, turning your head to hide the slight red on your cheeks.

"Don't be shy! Come on, spill it." Poe teased, giving you a cocky grin.

"Alright, alright, you won. I like him because he was the best in everything. Best at fighting, strong in the force." you leaned back in your seat.

"Wait, nothing else? Really?" Poe asked curiously.

"He invented the spinning." Finn joked.

You laughed hard. "And he's the best pilot in the Galaxy." you retorted but gulped as realization hit you.

You looked back up at Finn and Poe, Finn had his hand on his chin, trying to suppress the laughter threatening to come out of him. At this point you were glad at sitting opposite from them as you saw Poe's jaw tensing.

"Pheww, okay guys, I gotta go to Chewie and talk with him about something." Finn broke the silence, preparing to stand up.

"Wait, Finn! We didn't even finish our dejarik round!" You gave him an almost pleading look.

"I- uhh, I'm sure you and Poe can finish it just fine, right mate?" Finn chuckled nervously, giving Poe a pat on the shoulder.

"Yeah, we will get this over with and see who's the better one." Poe gave you a scowl.

"See? That's why I chose Ahsoka!" Finn grinned, finding the situation amusing.

"Anaking was Ahsoka's master!" you retorted, seeing Poe giving you a warning glance.

"See you guys later!" Finn waved and stood up, walking off, leaving only Poe and you alone.

"Poe...listen, I didn't mean to--" You got cut off by Poe, who stood up and made his way to you.

"I'll teach you better." he grabbed your arm and lead you out of the Millennium Falcon, leading you towards a small freighter nearby. Once inside and ensurring they were alone, he lead you to the cargohold and locked the entrance of the ship.

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Now you were on Poe's lap, his cock buried deep inside you, he held you firmly in place, not moving a little bit.

"Repeat what you said." Poe demanded lowly.

You squirmed, desperately trying to get atleast some friction "I-I'm sorry..."

"No, no, no, tell me. I wanna hear it coming out of your mouth again."

"Anakin-... is the b-best pilot in the Galaxy-..." you tried to move again but Poe had an iron grip that made it impossible.

"But is he really? Or is there someone better, hm?" Poe asked, holding you in place.

"Yes, you." you replied, making Poe's hips move a little bit before stopping once more. The little friction he gave felt so good, causing you to whimper after he stopped.

"So you admit I am the best and Skywalker is nothing compared to me?" he asked again.

"Poeee, please move. It's killing me..." you begged, feeling how slippy everything down there is.

"Answer." he tutted.

"Anakin is nothing compared to you. You're the best, Poe. Only you." you whimpered needily.

Poe chuckled, "See? It wasn't that hard now, was it?" he started moving slowly, only enough to make you crave for more.

Your eyes lulled back, you wanted Poe to move faster "Please faster."

"Is there something else you might tell me about Skywalker?" Poe asked, his pace increased slightly.

You knew exactly why he asked you that, he knew your mind was clouded with pleasure and thinking wasn't your speciality rightnow.

"He's handsome.." you slipped out.

"Handsome, huh?" Poe repeated, his hips stopped again.

"No- I mean- you-you're handsome. Anakin's not." You stuttered, trying to correct yourself.

"Damn right I am." he started moving again.

"If you ever say someone is better than me again, I will make sure to fuck you so hard you will forget all their names and only remember mine. Now enjoy the ride, honey."

Poe's thrusts increased even more, moving you up and down simutaniously.

Your orgasm approached so fast, it was only mere minutes before it ripped through your body. Poe's orgasm came right after yours. He grabbed a rag and cleaned both of you up while you put your clothes back on.

Poe and you left the freighter, walking back to the Millennium Falcon as Finn approached

"Heyy, did you two finally got an agreement?" Finn asked, looking at you two.

"Yep. We uh- we came to an agreement that Anakin is better at..." you trailed off, looking at Poe who was looking back at you expectantly.

"He is better with his lightsaber than Rey. I mean- come on, Anakin got training and Rey didn't, right? Having powers without getting trained is no right to call themselves a Jedi, right?" You chuckled nervously, your eyes flicking towards Poe for a split second.

"Damn, girl, you're really into the mood to fight anyone today, eh?" Finn laughed.

You glanced back to Poe, seeing him inhale heavily and closing his eyes briefly.

Noticing this, you quickly nudged Finn's shoulder, "Hey Finn, wanna finish our Dejarik round? I beat Poe, but the others are still in it." you urged him.

"Alright. Let's do this." Finn agreed casually and started walking.

You walked closely beside him, looking over your shoulder to see Poe shooting you another warning and his expression turning dark.

Oh no...

#poe dameron #star wars #dark poe dameron #poe dameron x reader smut #poe dameron smut #oscar isaac

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shikanonny · 1 year

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— FILIPINO HIGHSCHOOL SWEETHEARTS?! ♡

pairs: albedo, childe, heizou x reader (separate) notes: very cliche, taglish, fem!reader for heizou but i tried to make it so the others don't have a gender, can be seen as them being in junior high school or senior high school, not proofread, pure fluff ps. this is my first post, also i'm planning to make a pt. 2 of this so drop character suggestions!

# albedo as your matalinong seatmate na pogi

· yung nakaglasses na matalino na kaklase niyo na anak ng teacher tapos sobrang pogi omg andami nagkakacrush diyan pero walang lumalapit kasi study first daw siya · pero makapal mukha mo kaya nilapitan mo HHABAHSBSHSHS JOKE LANG nagkatabi lang kayo by chance nung inarrange na yung seats · medyo awkward nung first aray, nagkakausap lang kayo tuwing magpapalitan ng papel or tuwing may hindi siya makita sa board ganon · tapos ayon, nagevolve yung talks niyo about sa mga notes na di niya makita sa board to talking during discussions about sa topic, nagtutulungan na kayo · TAPOS OMG kalaunan nagtatanong siya sayo ng mga questions about sa topic kahit alam niya na para lang makausap ka · at first it was just curiousity, and then it turned into an interest to you tapos ayan na, wala na, hinang hina na siya HAHAHAHHAHA · and then kasi ang smooth smooth niya makakasingit siya ng mga tanong tungkol sayo like "what are your favourite hobbies? do you watch this series? what about games?" GANON omg kinikilig ako teka · tapos gagamitin niya yung mga in-common niyo as conversation starters after that, if wala naman kayo in-common SIYA NA MAGAADJUST · like may minention ka sa kanyang series na nagustuhan mo tapos over the weekend papanoorin niya yun para sayo para sa monday makausap ka niya about dun and then AHSJNEBSN KINIKILIG AKO

# childe as your friend that secretly likes you

· pure chance lang na nakapartner mo siya para sa cotillion nung grade 9, pero gago andaming nainggit sayo dahil dun 😭 sino ba naman hindi kasi, si childe na yan oh · hindi mo alam kung papaano mo siya i-aapproach at first kasi di mo naman siya gaano kilala kasi di kayo classmates · pero thankfully, siya na nagapproach sayo nung first day ng practice · ang daldal nito promise, ilang beses na siya napagalitan during practice kasi mas malakas pa boses niya sa choreographer HAHAHAJAB kung di siya magaling sumayaw siguro na kick-out na siya · LIKE?? ANG BILIS NIYA TALAGA NAPICK UP YUNG DANCE TAPOS SOBRANG ELEGANT NIYA PA SUMAYAW??? tapos ikaw andiyan lang. naapakan paa ni childe every step · pero okay lang naman daw !! tinatawanan ka nalang niya in a light-hearted way syempre · omg pero siya din nagguguide sayo tuwing sumasayaw kayo para madalian ka ng onti, AND HE DOES IT IN A WAY NA NAPAKAGENTLEMAN NIYA · LIKE lagi niyang tinatanong if comfortable ka ba na hinahawakan ka niya sa waist mo ganon and if okay lang ba yung pagguide niya sayo ): inaassure ka din niya na okay lang na tapakan mo paa niya kasi magaan ka lang naman daw · anyways ang galing niyo nung day na ng prom!! GWAPO NIYA SOBRA SIGURO NUNG PROM pero hindi mo na notice may pagtingin din siya sayo nung nagenter ka sa venue!! · after nung prom nagstay kayo as friends, and then during summer nagusap pa kayo ng mas madami over chat and mas naging close pa kayo · and then after summer nung next year na dun na kayo naging magkaclassmates kayo omg!! so now inseparable na talaga kayo, kung hindi kayo magkatabi pinapaalis niya yung katabi mo para lang magkatabi kayo · dinadaldal ka naman niya during discussions kaya pinapalipat din siya ulit 😭 · siya din yung friend mo na magpapatawa sayo if nagprepresent ka sa harap, papansin gago · pero papansin talaga siya promise omg, sayo nga lang siya nagpapapansin HAHABAHBSBEJW · like he'll do anything just to get your attention, recess na? sasama ka sa friends mo sa ibang section para kumain? wag na, sama ka nalang daw sa kanya libre ka pa daw niya · medyo seloso kahit hindi naman kayo HAHHAAHBSHEJ may kausap ka na ibang lalaki? aakbayan ka niyan tapos sasabihin niya lang sayo na nagseselos siya LIKE?? GAGO · pero ang lakas din nito magparinig sa socmed siguro, syempre lahat yung pagparinig niya about sayo pero ang manhid mo daw HAHAHAHHAH

# heizou as your admirer that's a year younger

· ang kapal ng mukha nito promise siya yung unang nagapproach sayo tapos yung unang message niya sayo PICK UP LINE 😭 mapapa-"????" ka nalang talaga · sarap hambalusin sa pader 'di mo alam kung may gusto ba talaga sa yo 'to or wala lang magawa sa buhay, napakapilosopo kasi pagkinakausap, pero in fairness at least funny siya HAHAHAHHA · tawag niya sa 'yo "ate" kaya dapat tawag mo din daw dapat sa kanya "baby" (tangina ano connect?? diba sarap hambalusin) · nagoffer siya sayo one time na tutulungan ka daw niya sa math assignment mo, eh gago isang year nga agwat niyo sa school · tapos mga 2 days after that nagoffer ulit siya na tutulungan ka daw niya, alam niya na daw ngayon, so ayon nagpatulong ka na tapos omg ayun nga alam niya na nga, tapos nung tinanong mo kung san siya natuto non sabi niya binulabog niya lang daw ate niya hanggang sa tinuruan siya HAHAHAHAHA at least nageffort siya na tulungan ka diba? · nagsesend siya ng mga selfies niya as conversation starters, nagpaparate sayo tapos nagagalit kapag under 8 yung binibigay mo · pero pag ikaw yan nagsesend ng selfies lagi niya nirrate ng 1 kahit hindi ka naman nagtatanong HAHAHAHHA pero okay lang sinisave niya bawat selfie mo kasi tapos sesend niya yan randomly sayo while calling you pretty · anyways ang smooth din nito omg, very flirty lalo na kapag nagkakasalubong kayo sa hallway, siya yung tipong magtuturo nalang bigla sa sahig and then magsasabi ng "HALA NAHULOG! ako sa 'yo hehe" SARAP SABUNUTAN · daming sinasabi kapag nakita ka niyang may kasamang iba "ate sino kasama mo? pwede mo bang sabihin sa kanya na mukha siyang itlog hehe" "did you know ate, bukod sa ayaw kong bumagsak ayaw din kita ngumingiti sa iba?" "what if pumunta ako diyan tapos ako nalang po kinausap niyo imbis na siya? promise mas funny po ako kesa sa kaniya" "ate iiyak na talaga ako 😭" · pero ang cute talaga nito, hirap hindi i-tease dahil dun

#— written #genshin x you #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact scenarios #albedo x reader #genshin smau #childe x reader #heizou x reader #genshin filipino au #filo au #filipino au #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin fluff

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mikey180 · 1 year

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When it's that time of the month

Type-fluff

Just so you know I kind of think that they wouldn't have the same menstrual cycle that we do. I don't know what they would have, but I just think it would be different.

Tries their very best to understand what's happening, but that doesn't work out very well. They will get you pads/tampons but they will be the wrong size or the wrong brand. So don't be surprised if you ask for pads and they bring back liners instead (poor thing will think they actually got you the right thing). If they find out it wasn't what you wanted they will feel horrible. Offers to get you food instead.

Bam, Hatz, Quant, Hockney, Doom

Asks for very specific details, might even take a picture of what you have left to make sure they get the right thing. Cuddles. Acts like they don't care about what you're going through

Anak, Yasratcha, Yama, Eduan

Goes to the store for everything you need and doesn't mess anything up. they are incredibly embarrassed while they get it though. They'll cook for you and give you as many cuddles and massages though.

Lero ro, karaka, Rak, Rachel

What's there to be embarrassed about? It's normal for you right? okay then. They'll wash the bloody sheets and (try) cook for you.

Hansung Yu, Elaine, Hoe/Ho, Angel, Hwaryun, Yuri, Khun, Endorsi, Evankhell, Arie Hon

Not embarrassed about you or your needs one bit. Will show no shame in getting your products, even if the store is packed.

Hansung Yu, Hwaryun, Eduan, Yuri, Khun, Evankhell, Maschenny

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stuckybarton · 1 year

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Heads Under Water XV

Summary: Things come to a head for everyone to see. Character: K'uk'ulkan/Namor x Atlantean Descendant! Filipino! Female Reader. Word Count: 1,317 Chapter Warnings: Mention of Alcohol Consumption. K'uk'ulkan is groveling! A/N: Not yet back, just thought I could post this just for the hell of it. Just gave birth and me and the baby are back home so there is that little reason for me still not being able to be back.

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Part XV

Somehow, the worse decision you have made was drinking. Catching up with your cousins meant sharing a good few beers and array of other alcohol that they could get in a short notice. You’ve consumed a beer too many from the likes of it and after everyone was asleep, you were sitting by the sand, watching the moon.

One hand held onto the remaining can of beer and the other held onto the conch shell K'uk'ulkan had given you before you left Wakanda. It still made you wonder how such an ordinary shell could communicate with the bastard. You had done your best to tinker with the damn shell without damaging it but all leads to the fact that it was an ordinary shell. The bastard must be fucking with you one last time.

“Fuck it.” You muttered downing the remaining beer before taking a deep breath and holding the shell against your lips.

It was midnight and you were certain that no one would be awake at this time so you did was you do best in times of drunken stupor, you cursed in your mother language right at the shell, over and over again, you called the man every choice words in your book for the shit he has placed on you. Making you like him, trusting him, and making you feel the very thing you tried your best to avoid all your life—love.

“I fucking hate you for making me feel like this. For making feel like I deserve even a sprinkle of love then you all crush it down to hurt me.” You spat before you threw the shell onto the water with a resounding plop.

Wobbling back up, you tried to regain your balance in your drunken state and somehow you felt a little bit lighter for what you’ve done. Taking a deep lungful breath of the cold air, you exhaled and made your way back home. Praying you wouldn’t have to deal with the hangover that was always accompanies your drinking.

Stumbling your way back home, the familiar sensation of someone watching you was ignored as you shut the door behind you and went to bed, the dream of the man with dangerous brown eyes was there to keep you company for the next morning.

It was the fluttering warmth of the morning sun that brought you back to consciousness the following day. Making your way down to the kitchen, you caught sight of your parents in the dinner table. A hearty breakfast and strong coffee freshly brewed was there to welcome you for the morning.

“Morning,” You greeted plopping down besides your father, head resting on his shoulder while you tried to recover from the antics of last night.

“Unang gabi mo sa bahay alak agad inatupag mo kasama mga pinsan mo. (It’s your first night back and the first thing you do is drink with your cousin).” Your father playfully scolded. Hand already going right at work with rubbing your aching forehead. “Uminom ka ng kape para mahimasmasan ka. (Drink your coffee so you could recover).” He continued on.

You did just that. Drinking the kapeng barako with gusto, never minding the scorching heat from it and it did help with the headache a little but it would take you the entire day to recover the rest of it out of your system.

“Ano mga gagawin mo habang nandito ka sa bahay? (What are you planning to do while you’re in the house?)” Your mother inquired, handing you a plate of fried rice, dried fish, and spam.

“Papahinga lang muna ako ngayon siguro. (Maybe I’ll just recover for today).” You pointed out.

“Oo nga pala, Anak. Dumaan pala yung isa mo pang kaibigan. Sinabi ko nagpapahinga ka. (That reminds me, Baby. Another one of your friends stopped by. I told them you were still sleeping).”

The hairs at the back of your head stood at your mother’s words. Looking at her she seemed unfazed by whoever stopped by, but after what had happened from last night—the recollection of your drunken spree, you somehow feared for the worst.

“Sino? (Who?)”

“Namora ata yung pangalan niya? Hindi ko rin matandaan. Basta babae sya na kulay blue. Okay lang bang sabihin ko yun? (I think Namora was her name? I don’t really remember. But she was a blue-colored girl. Is that okay for me to say?)”

They have actually found you.

~ ‘I fucking hate you for making me feel like this. For making feel like I deserve even a sprinkle of love then you all crush it down to hurt me.’

When he had first received your message, he was happy that you eventually did want to talk to him. But what followed was a shrilling scream that almost woke the entire Talokanil population. Then it was an array of foreign words that he didn’t know the full context but caught glimpses here and there that he was for certain were curse words directed at him.

The next thing he had picked up was the slight slur in your words that had worried him for a moment fearing you to be in danger but only realized you were drunk by the hiccups that followed. Then it had ended with a confession that he would have never thought would ever come out of your lips.

Over and over those words had haunted him. It had been a week now since you’ve left, a week of him trying to handle the damage caused by the people of Atlantis, the cleanup had been a nightmare and the worry of his people was something he constantly needed to reassure. He genuinely had his hands tied behind his back and he could not choose to go to you as he is needed by his people first and foremost.

He needed to figure out where the enemy resides before anything else. Before he could truly pursue you in a mission to gain your forgiveness and trust back.

“K'uk'ulkan,”

He didn’t need to look behind him to know who it was. Since that fateful day in his chambers, Namora had tried her best to keep him at arms-length, focusing more on helping with the search, as well as assisting with whatever the people of Talokan would need while they recover. It was the first time in days since they had even spoke to each other.

“Namora,” He turned to acknowledge her, the frown that was now constantly evident in her features shook him still. It was because of him that she felt like so.

Without another word, the familiar shell he had given you a week ago was thrown towards him. The frown that reach his face could not fully express the utter confusion of why Namora had it in her possession. It was supposed to be with you.

“Leti' u ma'alo'ob u u ts'ook le ken estuvo waye'. (She is doing better than the last time she was here).” Namora explained his confusion. “Bey u náachkunta'al Wakanda yéetel Talokan ti' betaji' ba'al ma'alob. (It seems getting away from Wakanda and Talokan had done her some good.).”

He found himself visibly flinch at her words. But he was still, at fault for what had happened to you even throughout the days that you were in his chambers. Try as he might to deny it there was the underlying truth of your captivity in his chambers and the effect it had on your psyche as a result.

“Yaan in meentik le ba'alo'ob ma'alob. K'abéet in meetej ma'alob. (I will make things right. I need to make things right).”

In this moment in time, he was uncertain who he was making such a promise to. If it was to Namora, to you, or to himself. But one way or another, he needed to keep his word even if it means compromising everything else just to make it so.

#k'uk'ulkan x reader #K'uk'ulkan x filipino!reader #K'uk'ulkan smut #K'uk'ulkan series #K'uk'ulkan oneshot #K'uk'ulkan oneshots #K'uk'ulkan angst #K'uk'ulkan fluff #K'uk'ulkan imagines #K'uk'ulkan imagine #namor x reader #namor x filipino!reader #namor smut #namor series #namor oneshot #namor oneshots #namor angst #namor fluff #namor imagines

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daphnefisherofficial · 7 months

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bugna: TAKIPSILIM | destiny's twilight

CHAPTER NINE

Pairing: MCU Moon Knight System (Marc/Jake/Steven) x Avatar Fem!Reader

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CHAPTER NINE - FORGOTTEN MEMORIES & INEVITABLE TRUTH.

You summoned and stepped through another portal, the world around you twisted and shimmered like a mirage as you returned to the solitude of your residence in Surrey, England. The familiar scent of aged books and ancient relics greeted you as you crossed the threshold of the study once more.

Your ceremonial suit of armor shifted seamlessly back into your olden clothes as the punong babaylan (head priestess), marking the end of another night's service as Mayari’s avatar. The soft, silver glow of the moonlight bathed the room, casting eerie shadows on the bookshelves and arcane artifacts that lined your study. Mayari's divine presence filled the room once more, and you turned to face her as she materialized at your side.

"Salamat sa iyong paninilbihan ngayong gabi," Mayari spoke, her voice filled with gratitude like the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind. Both her luminous and blind eyes held a warmth that seemed to reach deep into your soul. "Nalalapit na ang kabilugan ng buwan sa mga susunod na linggo, kaya’t maghanda ka"

Thank you for your service tonight. The next full moon is approaching in a few weeks, so make the necessary preparations.

“Paghahandaan ko ito, aking diwata”, you replied with a nod, knowing that another night of rituals and magic awaited you.

I’ll be ready, my goddess.

But as Mayari's words hung in the air, your thoughts were already drifting into the depths of your own mind. A nagging unease suddenly crept into your heart as vague, unsettling memories of the full moon from two months ago began to plague you like fragments of a forgotten dream. The furrowed brow and worried expression on your face did not go unnoticed by the moon goddess.

"May bumabagabag ba sa iyo, aking anak?" Mayari inquired, her silvery hair cascading like liquid moonlight around her shoulders.

Is something troubling you, my child?

You hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether to voice your concerns. After all, you had come to trust Mayari with your life and your secrets. "Hindi ko magawang maalala ang tunay na wangis ni Darius,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "Para bang ang alaalang iyon ay unti unting nawawaglit sa aking isipan"

I... I still cannot remember Darius’s face, not clearly. It's as if his memory is slipping away from me.

Mayari's eyes widened, and for a moment, a shadow of concern flitted across her radiant features. She reached out, her cool fingers touching your cheek in a soothing gesture. "Kaunting paghihintay pa, mahal kong Mira" she said gently. "Pinagtutulungan nating mapanumbalik ang iyong mga alaala nitong mga nakaraang buwan. Nalalapit na ang mga kasagutang ating hinahanap, kaya’t manalig ka"

You need to have patience, my dear Mira. We are working to restore your memories these past few months. We are nearing the answers you seek, so have faith.

But you couldn't let it go so easily. The thought of never being able to remember Darius's face, the warmth of his smile, or the love in his eyes was almost unbearable. You loved him with all your heart, and the fact that this man who had perished right before your eyes was now just a hazy figure in your mind didn’t sit well with you. It frightened you a great deal, and you needed answers as to why and how it happened.

"Ngunit bakit ito nangyayari sa akin?" you pressed, your voice trembling with a mixture of fear and frustration. "Bakit hindi ko maalala ang kanyang wangis, Mayari?"

But why is this happening to me? Why do I forget his face, Mayari?

The moon goddess hesitated for a moment, her silvery eyes clouded with a sadness you couldn't quite comprehend. "Ikinalulungkot kong ang mga nangyayari sa iyo ay dulot ng pakikipagtulungan mo sa mga diwatang pinaglilingkuran ng iyong namayapang asawa," she finally spoke, her voice carrying a weight that seemed to pull at the very fabric of reality. "Hindi mo ito natatandaan, ngunit isang mintala ang iginawad sa iyo ng diwatang si Set bilang kaparusahan sa iyong pagiging tapat kina Darius, Anubis at sa Ennead”

I’m afraid what’s happening to you is a consequence of you and your late husband’s alignment with Anubis and the Ennead, my dear. You do not remember it, but the god Set has cursed you as punishment for your choices.

Your heart sank at her words. Set, the god of chaos and disorder, was known for his ruthless punishments. You had been warned by Mayari of the dangers of dabbling in the affairs of the gods, but your love for Darius had driven you to help him in joining Anubis’s cause to prevent Set’s destruction from wreaking havoc on Earth. And now, it seemed, you were paying the price.

"Ginawa ito ni Set sa akin?" you whispered, feeling a chill run down your spine. "Anong klaseng mintala ito, Mayari? Ang makalimutan ang wangis ng lalaking aking pinakamamahal?!"

Set did this to me? What kind of curse is this, Mayari? To forget the face of the one I love?!

Mayari's gaze remained steady, but her voice quivered ever so slightly as she replied, "Isang makapangyarihang mintala na nagbubura sa iyong isipan ng wangis ng iyong pinakamamahal, at nag-iiwan ng isang huwad na alaala na hindi maipaliwanag. Isang mapaghiganting diwata si Set, at pinaparusahan niya ang kahit sinong umaanib sa kanyang mga kaaway."

It is a curse that erases the memory of your beloved's facade, leaving only a void in its place. Set is a vengeful god, and he does not take kindly to those who align themselves with his enemies.

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you turned away, unable to bear the weight of your own grief and despair. "Hindi ito maaaring mangyari," you muttered, your voice choked with emotion. "Pakiusap, Mayari, kailangang may gawin tayo."

I cannot let this happen. We must do something, Mayari, please.

Mayari's hand reached out to touch your shoulder, her touch gentle and comforting. "Narito ako para sa’yo, aking anak," she said softly. "Gagawa tayo ng paraan upang alisin ang mintalang iginawad sa’yo, ipinapangako ko iyan. Hindi kita pababayaan na mag-isa sa iyong pagdurusa"

I am here for you, my child. We will find a way to break this curse, I promise you. Until then, know that you are not alone in your suffering.

You nodded and accepted her answer, grateful for her support, though a lingering doubt gnawed at the edges of your mind. Something in Mayari's words, in the tremor of her voice, had struck you as odd. But you chose not to press further, not wanting to burden her with your doubts.

With a final reverent bow, you turned away from the moon goddess as she vanished from the study. The night had been eventful, but your duties as the avatar of Mayari were far from over. As you left the study and descended the grand staircase, the moon's silvery light bathed your path, and the mysteries of your past remained shrouded in darkness.

You made your way to your sanctuary in the master’s bedroom, magically shedding your ancient head priestess robes on the way in favor of the modern clothes you previously wore that night. As you lay in bed, the image of Darius Carter slipped further from your grasp, and tears welled in your eyes as you missed his presence the most. The weight of the curse bore down on you, but you were determined to undo Set’s punishment on you and avenge Darius’s death at his hands.

Outside, the moon bathed the world in its gentle light, a silent witness to the secrets and sacrifices of those who served the gods. And in the stillness of the night, you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for the challenges that awaited you in the days to come.

Meanwhile, as the chill of the London night embraced him, Steven Grant made his way through the bustling streets of the city. His thoughts were consumed by the delightful evening he had just experienced, still basking in the warmth of your company. He had just returned to his modest flat in London, a cozy haven amidst the cacophony of the city. It had been a night of revelatory conversation and shared laughter, all with the one person who had become a source of intrigue and affection in his life.

He couldn't help but gush to Marc about how the dinner went as they settled into the familiar rhythm of their shared existence.

"Marc, you wouldn't believe it," Steven exclaimed, a dreamy smile on his face. "Tonight has got to be the best night of my life ever"

Tell me about it. Marc’s voice echoed in Steven’s head, his voice slightly groggy as if he just awoke from his slumber in their shared headspace.

"It was splendid, mate," Steven enthused, stepping into the comfortable living room of their flat as his eyes met Marc Spector’s reflection in the nearby mirror. "Mira and I talked about almost everything under the sun - the history of Ancient Egypt, and even about her home country. She’s been an absolute delight."

Sounds like you had a fantastic time. Marc replied in his head with a hint of a smile, quietly listening to Steven's effusive commentary on their dinner companion. Despite being more reserved, cautious and always considering the potential consequences of their actions, Marc couldn't help but feel genuinely happy for Steven. Try as he might, he couldn't deny the genuine connection that had been forming between the two of you.

“I really did”, Steven said happily as he slowly changed into his indoor clothes. “She showed me the mockup of her upcoming exhibit, me! I mean, she must have shown it to all the tour guide applicants since it was a part of her evaluation, but still. And she has some really nice feedback from the guided tour I gave, even though I almost fainted…”

Marc listened intently to Steven rambling, appreciating the genuine happiness that radiated from him. It warmed him to know that his headmate’s budding relationship with you was flourishing. However, as Steven continued to gush about you, Marc's thoughts drifted toward the inevitable discussion that had been looming over them for some time.

That sounds wonderful, Steven. Marc replied, his voice tinged with a hint of approval. I'm glad you and Mira are becoming fast friends.

Steven's enthusiasm was contagious, and he seized the opportunity to broach a subject that had been on his mind for a while now.

"You know, Marc," Steven began cautiously, "I can feel how strongly you're drawn to her, and she seems to feel the same way about you. We can't keep avoiding this conversation forever."

Marc sighed, running a hand through his unruly hair as he knew this conversation between him and Steven was inevitable. He had always been more guarded as their shared existence had always been a complex circumstance that not many people can understand.

I know, Steven. Marc conceded, his voice tinged with frustration. But you know how I feel about this. I can't just bring her into our mess. What if she can't handle it? What if she leaves?

"You're selling her short, mate”, Steven shook his head in mild frustration, his British accent accentuating his exasperation. “She's shown nothing but kindness and understanding to us both, separately. You can't keep her at arm's length forever, I mean. Life's too short for regrets, and you should know that"

Feeling conflicted, Marc decided to avoid pursuing the topic altogether. He and Steven finally changed gears, allowing Marc to be on the driver’s seat of their shared body. Glancing at their shared desk, Marc noticed your calling card neatly placed there. It had been a parting gift from your delightful time together on the plane back to London, and after Steven already used it for his benefit, Marc had been unsure of what to do with it next.

It had been a simple and innocent gesture on his end, inviting you to meet for coffee on Sunday. But with his conflicting feelings currently in the forefront, Marc simply cannot deal with seeing you again right now.

“I can’t do this”, Marc muttered, picking up the card and studying it for a moment. “I can’t meet her tomorrow.”

Why? She must be looking forward to it. Steven's eyebrows shot up in surprise from his reflection in the desk. Mate, don’t do this, you’re being very dramatic.

Ignoring Steven's protest, Marc’s fingers poised over his keypad. Briefly saving your phone number in his contacts, he then swiftly typed out a text message to cancel your plans for tomorrow. He pressed send on the message, and a small sense of accomplishment washed over him. The message was simple enough, but it carried the weight of Marc's internal struggle.

Hey, Marc Spector here. I’m really sorry to do this, but something urgent came up for me and Steven tomorrow. Rain check on our coffee lunch?

You really are a nutter, Marc. Steven sighed, shaking his head in disbelief as he retreated into the depths of their shared consciousness. You can't live your life in fear like this - give it a chance. Give her a chance.

Feeling the weight of his alter's words, Marc sat there for a moment as he allowed himself a moment of reflection. His heart then raced with a mix of anticipation and anxiety, briefly second guessing his earlier actions. What had he just done? Had he been too ahead of himself and painstakingly obvious for pushing you away?

Of course, Marc, I hope it’s nothing too serious. We can definitely reschedule, just let me know. It's no problem at all.

Your reply loomed over his screen, prompting Steven’s words about your true depth of understanding to circle his inner thoughts once more. Marc couldn't help but give what his head mate said some thought: maybe he had been too cautious, too guarded.

He could no longer deny his growing feelings towards you, and perhaps there will come a time when he can finally let you in. To let you see the complexity of his existence. After all, he had already taken a huge step toward bridging the gap between his two selves.

And perhaps, just perhaps, you would be willing to meet him halfway.

The sun painted the London skyline with hues of gold and pink, heralding a new day for Marc Spector and Steven Grant. As the day's first light streamed through the window of their modest London flat, Marc awoke, the muddled memories of the previous night's recurring vivid dreams lingering in his mind.

He stretched, his muscles protesting the slumber's grip, and sat up in bed. In contrast to the Chicago life he once knew, London had become his new home, thanks to Steven. His British alter had embraced this city as his own, and Marc had slowly come to terms with that. Sometimes, he even found solace in the bustling streets and the gentle cadence of British life.

With a sigh, Marc swung his legs over the side of the bed and rubbed his temples. Today, he decided to venture out to the nearby Tesco's to buy groceries for both him and Steven. It was a routine task that allowed him to have some semblance of normalcy amidst the chaos of their unique existence.

As Marc strolled down the aisles of the supermarket, a sense of calm serenity washed over him. He felt in control, disconnected from the relentless turmoil of his mind. He picked up a few boxes of Twining’s, his hand momentarily steadying as he remembered that it was Steven's favorite.

But fate had something else in store. As Marc turned a corner, his heart leaped into his throat, and he felt as if the ground had been ripped from beneath him. There, standing in the fruit section, was you, dressed in a casual, cream-colored Sunday dress, your hair arranged in a messy bun. You were engrossed in selecting quality fruit, your laughter filling the air as you discussed your shopping choices with another young woman who he suspected to be your secretary. William “Bill” Jones on the other hand, the middle-aged man Marc had been introduced to not long ago, was on your other side, observing the girl banter before him with a polite smile.

Panic surged through Marc as he ducked behind a shelf of canned goods. He watched you from afar, hidden in the shadows as his heart pounded in his chest. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring him face to face with you once more, against his wishes. What were you doing here? Why was fate so intent on entwining your lives?

Steven, lurking in the corners of Marc's consciousness, was equally bewildered and frustrated by this unexpected encounter.

Marc, mate, we need to get out of here. He muttered urgently, remembering Marc’s not so good alibi on today’s canceled coffee lunch. This is not looking good for us.

But Marc couldn't tear his eyes away from you. He was drawn to you like a moth to a flame, unable to resist the magnetic pull of your presence. With a reluctant sigh, he murmured back to Steven, "Just a few more minutes. I need to see what they're doing."

As you continued your shopping, oblivious to Marc's hidden presence, he discreetly trailed you like a silent specter. His military training and mercenary instincts had honed his ability to remain unseen, a skill that now served him well in this clandestine pursuit. The tightrope he walked between curiosity and caution threatened to snap at any moment.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you and your companions checked out with a massive amount of shopping bags before heading for the exit. Marc hurriedly paid for his groceries and followed you from a distance out onto the bustling streets of London. His heart pounded in his chest as he kept a safe distance, careful not to alert you or anyone else to his presence.

To Marc's astonishment, you led them to a place he hadn't expected: St. Mungo's, a homeless shelter that he and Steven had heard of but never visited. They collectively watched from a discreet vantage point outside the window as you walked inside with a radiant smile on your face. Bill and the other young woman followed, their expressions mirroring your own.

From the shadows, Marc and Steven observed the scene unfolding before them. You greeted everyone in the shelter with genuine warmth and kindness, your happiness infectious. It was as if a ray of sunshine had descended upon the homeless souls gathered there, dispelling the darkness that clung to their lives.

As you began distributing the numerous shopping bags filled with groceries, both Marc and Steven felt an unfamiliar tug at their hearts. It wasn't just attraction or curiosity anymore; it was something deeper, more profound. Your selflessness and compassion resonated with them in a way they hadn't anticipated.

"Steven, do you see this?” Marc was the first to break the silence, his voice barely above a whisper. “She's… she's incredible. The way she cares for those people."

Aye, mate, she’s a literal ball of sunshine. Steven, too, was moved by the scene before them. It’d be hard not to fall for her after seeing this.

Marc nodded, his eyes never leaving you. Their shared realization hung in the air, binding them together in a newfound purpose. As you continued your acts of charity inside St. Mungo's, Marc and Steven knew that their lives had taken an unexpected turn. They were no longer mere observers; they were drawn into the orbit of someone who had touched their souls in ways they couldn't explain.

It was a revelation that left Marc both awestruck and conflicted, unsure of how to navigate the intricate web of emotions that had entwined his and Steven's lives with yours. As he continued to watch you from the shadows, Marc could no longer deny the undeniable truth.

He was falling for you, and there was no turning back.

END OF CHAPTER NINE.

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MGA KARAKTER | streamer bf!haechan x reader

GENRE | smut, camboy!au

BILANG NG MGA SALITA | 1.6k

LENGUAHE | tagalog-english

MGA BABALA | smut, filming lewd content, riding, unprotected sex

CHIKA NG ADMINS | ehhdedhkedkfn so far, ito 'yung pinaka-fav ko sa dream camboy series :(( me likey streamer/alter!hyuckie (queue na lang namin tong post, baka walang gising kaya pag gising niyo na lang para magandang bungad sa umaga HAHAHA)

DREAM FILMS SERIES EP. 04

HYUCK ﹫LIGHTSOFFHYUCK

| the best view ;)

﹫nsfwacc1: putangina#!

﹫nsfwacc2: kahit nakikipag-sex si hyuck, panalonpa rin sa laro eh

﹫nsfwacc3: bilib ako sa kung gaano ka-focused si hyuck sa laro at sa jowa niya

﹫nsfwacc4: TANGINA SARAP

﹫nsfwacc5: lf: jowa na sasakyan ako habang naglalaro kong overwatch

—.

isang sikat na streamer si user @lightsonhyuck sa twitch at youtube, naglalaro ng overwatch, pubg, valorant, red dead redemption, gta v—lahat na ata ng pwedeng laruin nilalaro niya tuwing maaga. maraming tao ang nawili sa kanya nung nagsimula siyang magstream, his bubbly attitude plus his gaming skills made him famous in a span of a month—raking 60k followers right away. matagal na siyang naglalaro, pero nagsimula itong magstream sa internet noong lockdown 2020, imagine, dalawang taon na siyang nagiistream at ang dating 10k niya, 2 million na ngayon.

sikat na alter naman si @lightsoffhyuck—sumikat ilang buwan pagkatapos niyang sumikat bilang streamer. nung una, maraming ‘di nakakaalam dahil hindi naman ‘yan ang username niya. akala pa nga ng iba poser o di kaya fan account dahil hindi naman ito minention ni hyuck kaya hinayaan na lang nila. pero nagulat ang nakakarami nang makita nila ang pamilyar na kwarto at ilaw ng isang video. eventually, hyuck addressed this during one of his streams sa twitch na sabi niya, siya nga raw ‘yun at gagawin niyang private ang account para iilan lang ang makakakita. dagsa ang followers ng account bago pa man maging private ang account. as of now, mayroong 350k followers ang alter ni haechan. considered pa ba na alter ‘yun eh andami na followers? to him, yes. ibang-iba ang personality ni haechan sa streaming account at sa alter account niya, kaya nga alternate self, hindi ba?

bilang girlfriend ni hyuck sa loob ng ilang taon, sinusuportahan mo ang nobyo mo sa kagustuhan niya. sa apat na taon niyo ni hyuck, iilan lang ang nakakaaalam na kayo. hindi kayo lowkey, pero private ang relationship niyo. you two like it that way, wala namang mawawala kung may makakaalam, pero ang sarap kasi sa pakiramdam na walang nagt-try na sirain ang relasyon niyo lalo na’t kilala si hyuck. alam rin naman ng followers niya na may jowa siya, in fact, minsan kang sumasali sa mga content niya sa alter. palaging may takip ang mukha mo kapag ineedit na niya dahil ito ang gusto niyong dalawa.

galing kayo ni hyuck sa isang kasal kanina, groomsmen si hyuck habang ikaw naman ay bridesmaid. one week ang stay niyo sa isang airbnb sa tagaytay dahil naisip na rin ni hyuck na mas magandang magbakasyon muna kayo pagtapos ng kasal bago bumalik sa busy niyong buhay sa maynila. isa-isa nang kinakasal ang mga kaibigan niyo mula kolehiyo, isa-isa na ring nagkaka-anak. kayo ni hyuck? wala, masaya kayo sa kung anong meron kayo ngayon. hindi naman kasi nagmamadali ang mundo, mas maganda na tatahakin mo ito ng malumanay. bukod diyan, nakukuha niyo ni hyuck ang mga gusto niyo kahit na nababagalan ang iba sa takbo ng relasyon niyo—sabi nga nila, slowly but surely.

pagtapos ng ilang shot ng alak, ilang body shots, natapos ang gabi na nakatulog ka sa dibdib ni hyuck at hindi na halos magising sa sobrang kalasingan. hirap na hirap pa ang ibang bridesmaid at groomsmen na ipasok ka pabalik sa unit na nirentahan niyo ni hyuck. dahil knockout ka, hindi mo namalayan na si haechan na pala ang nagpalit ng damit mo para sa’yo at nagtanggal ng makeup mo. nagulat ka nalang dahil pag gising mo, hilik ni hyuck ang naririnig mo at sikat ng araw ang tumatama sa mukha mo.

“gising ka na?” antok na tanong ni hyuck at hinayaang dumalos ang daliri niya sa braso mo, “‘wag ka muna umalis, cuddle muna tayo” dagdag nito, inayos niya ang posisyon niyong dalawa, hinayaan niyang isiksik mo ang mukha mo sa dibdib niyang hubad at nakapatong ang baba niya sa ulo mo. nakapulupot rin ang binti niya sa binti mo, tila naghahanap ng init ng katawan dahil sa lamig ng klima ngayon sa tagaytay. “warm mo naman, baby ko”

“hmm” matipid na sagot mo, “what do you want to do today?” may 5 days pa tayo dito sa condo na ‘to” sabi mo, mga mata’y muling pumikit dahil sa ka-antukan. “gusto ko sana mag-grocery tayo kasi nagpadeliver tayo ng food nung first day then maybe we can play with that ps5 na nasa living room? sabi nung owner ng condo pwede daw natin gamitin”

“may overwatch?”

“they do” tawa mo bago ibaon ang sarili sa dibdib ng nobyo mo, “medyo masakit ulo ko, pero baka matanggal kapag kumain na tayo” medyo mahigpit ang pagkakayakap ng nobyo mo sa’yo kaya hindi ka rin agad nakabangon mula sa kama. “hyuckie… gutom na ko” tawa mo, muling sinubukang tumayo pero hindi talaga kaya. “okay, fine! let’s just do the grocery mamaya, magpapadeliver na lang muna tayo.”

“much better, baby” haechan plants a kiss on your head, “ikaw lang ata ‘yung kakilala kong lasing na gustong may gawin imbes na matulog”

“at ikaw lang yung streamer na kilala kong tinatamad mag-stream”

pagkatapos ng ilang minutong lambingan, agad ka ring umorder ng pwede niyong kainin ni hyuck. anong oras na rin kasi at kumukulo na ang tyan niyo pareho. mukhang matagal pa bago darating ang order niyo dahil lunch rush at nag-decide kang maligo para lalong mahimasmasan at matanggal ang alak sa sistema mo. bumalik ka ulit sa kwarto para ayusin ang ibang gamit, at nasaktuhan na nakita mong bitbit ni haechan ang sariling tropod at camera—hindi ang mga gamit niya sa stream ha, ang camera na gamit niya tuwing nagfifilm kayo para sa alter content niya.

“hyuck? explain?” tanong mo habang bitbit ang tripod, camera sa isang kamay at nakasandal sa pintuan. kasalukuyang sine-set up ni haechan ang ps5, kaya hindi agad sayo napunta ang atensyon niya.

“okay, gusto kong magfilm. sobrang tagal na nung huli nating sex at content, naisip ko lang 'yan out of nowhere.” sagot naman nito, “tsaka, di naman kita pipilitin kung ayaw mo. alam mo naman yun, mahal.”

tumango ka na lang at nilapag ang tripod sa tabi ng tv bago bumalik sa kwarto para mag-linis ulit. tutal matagal na rin naman simula nung huli niyong sex ni haechan, naisip mo na isurpresa siya. napangisi ka sa sarili mong plano at nagsimulang maghubad, naririnig mo na rin ang sound effects ng larong nilalaro ni haechan. nagsimula kang mag-hubad ng damit, wala kang tinira bago lumabas ng kwarto.

“mahal—ay tangina?” mura nito, mga mata ay palipat-lipat dahil hubo't hubad ka at nagsisimula na ang unang round sa nilalaro ni haechan. “fuck, baby… bakit naman ngayon?”

hindi mo pinansin si haechan, nagpatuloy ka lang sa pagset-up ng tripod at camera sa may likod ng sofa. pagtapos mong pindutin ang record, bumalik ka sa harap ni haechan at nagsimulang sumayaw ng mabagal. “puta, mahal—bakit… ngayong naglalaro ako…”

napahinga ng malalim si haechan nung lumuhod ka sa harap niya, inangat niya ang balakang para ikaw na mismo ang magtanggal ng boxers niya. his slightly erected cock makes your mouth water, lalo pang tumigas ito nung kinulong mo ito sa pagitan ng dede mo at dinilaan mo ang ulo sa tuwing naaabot mo ito. napapakagat labi si hyuck sa nakikita niya, hindi rin siya makapag-focus sa laro dahil sa ginagawa mo. lumayo ka kay haechan, tumalikod at nilinya ang sarili mo sa ari niya bago tuluyang ipasok ang tite niya sa butas mo. napa-ungol kayong dalawa ni hyuck, nabitawan pa nga ng isang kamay niya ang controller dahil napa-kapit siya sa pwet mo.

“fuck, baby—bilisan mo?”

nagsimula kang gumalaw ng mabilis, nakakapit sa mga hita ni haechan para sa suporta. “hyuckie—fuck…” ungol mo dahil nararamdaman mo na nagkukuyom na ang puke mo, napakapit ka sa dede mong tumatalbog kaya ngumisi si haechan.

“that's right, baby! play with your tits while you fuck yourself using my dick”

“hyuckie—lalabasan na ko” ungol mo, tumigil ka sa pag-bounce, inangat ka ng onti at si haechan naman ang nagsimulang igalaw ang kanyang balakang. mabilis kaya nagulat ka. mabilis ang pagbayo niya, nagkikiskis ang loob mo at ari niya. tumitirik na rin ang mga mata mo. “tangina, hyuck!”

“tangina, baby… lalabasan na rin ako. sa loob?”

tanging tango lang ang naisagot mo kay hyuck, ang ginawa naman niya ngayon ay sinabihan kang tumayo para maituwad ka niya sa center table. nakapulupot ang mga kamay ni haechan sa pulso mo hababg tinitira ka patalikod. “ayan na, baby! fuck!” ungol ni haechan, huminga ka ng malalim nang maramdaman mo ang mainit niyang tamod na pinipintahan ang loob mo.

ilang segundong tahimik kayo ni haechan, hinahabol ang mga hininga bago may isang magsalita. nakatuwad ka pa nga sa center table at hindi pa rin inaalis ni haechan ang sarili niya sa loob mo. “baby, will you marry me?”

napalingon ka kay haechan, “nagpopropose ka ba sakin habang nasa loob pa ng puke ko yung tite mo?” tanong mo, pabiro ito pero nakita mong seryoso si ang mukha ng nobyo mo. “w-wait, seryoso ka?”

inalis ni haechan ang sarili niya sa loob mo kaya tumagas ang tamod napalabas ng butas mo. dali-daling pumasok si haechan sa loob ng kwarto at lumabas na may bitbit na singsing. lumuhod ito sa harap mo, “will you, my baby, y/n y/l/n, marry me?”

“ngayon talaga? right after sex?”

“papakasalan mo ba ako o hindi, mahal?”

“of course, you know the answer is yes!”

—.

﹫nsfwacc6: damn, man is down bad 'cause he proposed right after sex 😭

﹫lightsoffhyuck: yep

﹫nsfwacc7: CONGRATS HYUCK AND FUTURE MISSUS HYUCK!!!

﹫lightsoffhyuck: thanks! honeymoon content soon!

﹫nsfwacc8: sarap niyo pareho, tangina me WHEN

﹫lightsoffhyuck: HAHAHAH thanks

﹫nsfwacc9: HYUCK I WILL PAY YOU FOR THAT HONEYMOON CONTENT

﹫lightsoffhyuck: matagal pa yun HAHAHA pinoproblema pa nga namin kung paano sasabihin sa parents namin kung paano ako nagpropose eh 🤣

﹫nsfwacc10: bakit kasi pagtapos mong tirahin nagpropose

﹫lightsoffhyuck: naghahanap ako ng perfect timing, at ayun na talaga yung perfect timing ko

—.

“baby, iba ang story na sasabihin natin sa parents ko kapag tinanong nila kung paano ka nagpropose ha,”

“bakit?”

“bakit ka kasi nagpropose after sex?!”

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Taguan ng Anak series 4

Idol! Donghyuck x coffee shop owner! reader

Summary: Donghyuck was a dreamer. He dreams of becoming an idol someday. You know that as his childhood friend turned girlfriend, that’s why you let him go.

But he also has other dreams, which is you. To have a family with you. Can his other dream still come true?

cw: mentions of pregnancy.

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“Thank you for today’s hard work!”

“We’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Fighting everyone!”

Donghyuck watched as the backup dancers left the practice room one by one. They were laughing and chatting, excited about going to this barbeque place nearby. Donghyuck could only hold on to his stomach as it grumbles — he’s starving but he’s on a diet right now.

“Hey,” a soft nudge removed his hands from his stomach. “Starving yourself is different from dieting, okay? Go eat something and then burn it with exercise.” a long-time friend and the head choreographer of his team, Ten said.

“Ugh hyung! You know how mad Johnny-hyung will be if he finds out that I ate something,” Donghyuck complains. Sometimes, his manager Johnny can be strict especially with taking care of his body.

Ten rolls his eyes, “I’ll tell him to cut you off some slacks. Your concert’s in a few days! If you fainted due to starvation then I’ll give him an earful lecture.”

Donghyuck only pouts. Giving time to think about it.

“Come on now! My treat! I heard that there’s a new coffee shop near this studio — I passed by the place and the smell was something!” Ten suggested, tugging the idol out of the dance studio.

“Hyung~” Donghyuck complains.

“If Johnny lectures you, he'll have our divorce papers sent to his office the very next day,” Ten mischievously grins. “Now come on!”

Donghyuck doesn’t fight anymore and follows Ten who keeps on lecturing him about maintaining a figure that is not all about cutting his food intake. Their feet found their way towards a coffee shop painted sky blue and had a huge teddy bear displayed on the window. Donghyuck couldn’t help but smile at how oddly unique the teddy bear was.

“Welcome — oh. Hello.”

Donghyuck's eyes went wide. Stopping his tracks when he saw you by the counter.

“Good, it’s just you here,” Ten smiles, scanning at the menu plastered on the wall. It was handwritten neatly on the blackboard, Donghyuck knows that it was your handwriting and the doodles were also made by you.

“Can I have one large americano please and oh, the glazed donuts looks delicious, I’ll have two please but can you wrap the one as a takeout?” Ten said casually, not even noticing Donghyuck’s stare at you.

You ignored Donghyuck’s piercing gaze, punching the older guy’s order.

“That’ll be 16,800 won,” you simply said, trying to fake a smile as you accepted Ten’s card.

“Wait a second. Hey Hyuck, what's your order?” Ten turns around to Donghyuck.

“I got it from here hyung, find us a table please,” the younger one says, shooing his friend away who seems to agree with him somehow.

You only roll your eyes. Trying your best to pretend that he’s just a random customer.

“I’ll have the taro latte and matcha brownie please,” Donghyuck says.

You didn’t say a word, punching his order.

“How have you been?”

“That’ll be 14,900 won sir,”

“Wow, you’re unbelievable,” Donghyuck mocks. “Do I have to remind you that you’re the one who broke up with me?”

“Yes, that’s why I am ignoring you,” you smiled sweetly. “Your order’s 14,900 won. I’ll just put it in your friend’s card too.”

“Really, you broke up with me with no valid reason over a text! You think I’ll let it slide that easily!?” he taunted, raising his voice a little bit. It was a good thing that it was a graveyard shift and it was only you who’s manning the shop.

“Donghyuck,” you whispered. “You’re an idol, I’m just a girl who’s working at a coffee shop. You have everything in this world, a breakup from your high school love shouldn’t change a thing.” you handed him the receipt and was about to go to the kitchen when the back door of the coffee shop opened.

“Mama!” a tiny voice shouts, making you run towards the voice. Your daughter sometimes gets so excited that she might trip while running.

“Haesoo, I told you to stay put inside the office,” you went to your knees and smiled endearingly at your daughter.

“But I’m bored! I want to go home,” she pouts. You tried your best to find an excuse when a shadow hovered over both of you. That’s when you realised that you made a mistake.

“You…” you looked up to see Donghyuck standing in front of you. His eyes locked on Haesoo who you immediately hid behind you. But your daughter seems to have caught Donghyuck that she slipped out of you.

“Oh you’re Haechan! You’re that idol,” Haesoo excitedly shouts pointing at Donghyuck who was in disbelief. Tan skin, bright eyes, and the set of fucking moles on her cheeks — the child looks so much like him.

“Yah, is she…I — she looks exactly like me!” Donghyuck shouts as if he’s not an idol. It was really a good thing that you’re the only person working during that hour.

“Hey, what’s going on here…” Ten’s voice trailed off as his eyes wandered at Haesoo who’s staring at Donghyuck, still starstrucked.

“What the fuck,” Ten whispers. Hands covering his mouth, gagged apparently.

Donghyuck was a dreamer. He wanted to sing. He has loved singing ever since he was a kid, which leads him to performing at many events. On your little town’s festival, on school events, or just any occasion that will give him the opportunity to showcase his talent.

He also has another dream — you. You were his childhood friend. Neighbours, classmates, friends, and eventually lovers.

Loving Donghyuck was the easiest thing that you could do. It was as if it was a natural thing for you to do. You know all his fears and deepest secrets and at the same time, he has seen you at your lowest and most fragile moments.

Eventually, Donghyuck has to choose between his dreams. When he heard that he was accepted as a trainee for one of the biggest agencies in South Korea, you don’t know whether you should be happy for him or not. You know what will be the end of your relationship if he becomes an idol, he’ll be in the spotlight and having a girlfriend is considered to be scandalous.

But Donghyuck fought for you. He wanted you to be part of his dreams, he was willing to keep everything a secret because he loves you so much that he doesn’t want to let you go. And so did you, so in the remaining years of his trainee life, you two shared a secret affair that made your love stronger than ever. You even moved to Seoul just to support him which has been the hardest for you especially when you’re balancing college too.

You didn’t tell Donghyuck that the reason why you broke up with him was because one of the staff of their agency caught you two. You weren’t threatened but instead, you were told that for the sake of Donghyuck’s career, you have to break up with him. Seeing that he’ll be debuting soon. You knew that it was best that you don’t go in his way.

And weeks later, you realised that you were right when you found out that you’re pregnant. You were scared at first but asked help from your family who helped you. You went back to your hometown and soon, everyone knows that you’re carrying Donghyuck’s child. They didn’t feign any disgusts to you but instead helped you in raising Haesoo especially when they know how much it hurts you that you have to let go of Donghyuck.

Haesoo was raised to be loved by everyone, the same way Donghyuck was raised to be loved by everyone. You wanted to stay in your hometown but when your friend pulled you into opening a coffee shop, which has been your long-life dream, you couldn’t miss the opportunity.

But it seems like fate is pulling the strings because somehow, you’ll end up meeting Donghyuck after many years.

“I’m angry!” Donghyuck shouts with annoyance. “You hid all of this from me! Do you know how devastated I was that I wasn’t even happy that I debuted!?”

From the outside. The coffee shop’s signage was written closed. Three tables away sat Ten and Haesoo who seemed to be enjoying each other’s company.

“I want to be his godfather!” Ten exclaimed, gushing at how cute Haesoo was.

While you and Donghyuck sat at another table. He says he wants to talk but it seems like his emotions are still all over him.

“I can’t believe it! I mean, look at her! She’s so cute!” Donghyuck shouts. “And you hide her from me!? I wasn’t there when she was a baby! I didn’t even carry her when she was a baby!”

Now Donghyuck was being overdramatic. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

“Donghyuck you know the reason why I hid her from you,” you said with a serious tone.

“Why!? Because you think I’ll choose you over my career?”

“Yes! That is why I made a choice for you! You were about to debut! I don’t want a child to stop you from achieving your dreams!” you shouted back.

“Stop that,” Donghyuck calmly said.

“I’ve known you ever since I was a kid, I know how much you love performing and becoming an idol. That’s why…I have to make a choice for you. I know that you don’t want to choose so that’s why I did that.”

“You’re stupid you know that?” Donghyuck sneers. “You’re so so so stupid. Do you even know me that much? You know that you’re also my dream!”

You stop when Donghyuck stands up and pulls you away from your seat. Confused, you didn’t even notice how Donghyuck’s hands slipped perfectly to yours.

“I may have achieved my dream of becoming an idol but you’re still the dream that I want to achieve the most,”

“Donghyuck —”

“I love you so so much. Don’t ever let me go again, okay?” Donghyuck promises to you. “I don’t care if I get scolded by my managers, just stick with me this time okay? You’ve fought for me, now I’ll fight for you.”

“You’re such an idiot Donghyuck,” you said breathlessly. You know that no matter how many times you say no to him, Donghyuck will come running after you.

“Yeah, but I’m your idiot,” he teases.

And even before you can even speak, Donghyuck holds your cheeks gently and crashes his lips onto yours.

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wet the bed

— napilit ng mga kamag-anak mo sa gathering ng pamilya niyo ang boyfriend mong si heeseung na sumayaw ng trend na wet the bed. but as funny as it may sound, it still turned you on.

Pairing: heeseung x reader

Genre: fluff, crack(?), suggestive

Language: tagalog - english

Warnings: filipino christmas gatherings/reunions, suggestive jokes from elders, heeseung forced to dance for a game 💀, established relationship.

a/n: merry christmas! eto regalo ko sainyo rawr 😭 enjoy! (kahit nangangalawang na writing skills ko at maiksi lang ito)

“Sige na, heeseung, hijo, sumali ka na,” kantsaw ng tita mo sa boyfriend mong nakakapit sa braso mo at halos nakasuksok na sa balikat mo habang umiiling.

Niyayaya kasi nila itong sumali sa pagalingan daw sumayaw nung sikat na trend sa tiktok na wet the bed kasama ang ilan sa mga pinsan mo at ang mga jowa din ng iba kong pinsan.

“Magaling kang sumayaw, di ba, hee?” Tanong naman ng tito mong kanina lang ay kasama ni hee na magkaraoke at magkwentuhan. Nabanggit ata nito dati na sumasayaw siya sa university niyo dahil madalas din silang magkwentuhan kapag may reunion.

“Hindi po hehe,” nahihiyang tawa at bulong nito. Tinignan mo naman ito upang ipakitang hindi ka naniniwala dahil magaling naman talaga siya ngunit tila ba sinasabihan ka niya na makisakay na lang sa pamamagitan ng mga tingin niya.

“Go, kuya hee!” Sigaw naman ng bata mong pinsan na nilalaro at binibiro niya rin kanina.

Napatingin na lang si heeseung sa paligid niya at nang makitang tinanguan siya ng papa at mama mo ay sayo niya naman ibinaling ang tingin. Nagpapaalam ito kung okay lang aba sayong sumali siya.

“Ikaw bahala, mahal. Kung ayaw mo naman talaga, okay lang naman. Maiintindihan naman nila yun. Gusto mo ba?” Tanong mo.

“Kung gusto nila and sasaya sila, okay lang. Gusto ko,” pagtango niya dahilan ng bahagyang pagsigaw ng mga kamag-anak mo.

“Kaya mo yan, Seung!” Pagcheer mo dito habang tumatayo ito. Sumama ito sa hanay ng iba pang mga kasali. Napaka-ayos ng tayo nito doon- nasa likod ang mga kamay, tipid na nakangiti at pinipigan ang tawa sa gagawin, at nakayuko sa hiya habang iniipon lahat ng lakas ng loob niya.

Tumayo na rin kayo ng mga kasama mong manuod lalo na ang mga nagvvideo upang mas makita at masuportahan sila nang ayos.

Nang nagsimulang tumugtog ang kanta ay naghiyawan halos ang lahat. Hindi pa masyadong sumasayaw ang mga kasali at gumagalaw lang sa pwesto kasabay ang saliw ng kanta habang hinihintay.

“Go, heeseung!” Sigaw ng isa mong ate na pinsan nang lumapit na ang chorus upang asarin ang boyfriend na kasali rin. Pinadilatan ito ng mata ng boyfriend kaya sumigaw ito ulit upang i-cheer naman ang boyfriend talaga.

Halos sinuportahan din ng karamihan si hee. Boto kasi talaga sakanya ang pamilya mo kahit noong unang pakilala mo palang sakanya, mas mahal na nga ata siya nila kaysa sayo.

Pumalakpak ka lang at nginitian siya nang halos abot tenga nang makita mong nakatingin siya sayo.

Para namang nawala ang mabait na heeseung na ipanapakita niya sa mga kamag-anak mo nang ayusin niya ang pagsayaw niya sa chorus. Bigay na bigay siya sa bawat steps na giangawa niya lalo na sa facial expressions. Para lang kapag nagpperform siya sa university.

Nakatitig lang ito sayo sa chorus na para bang anytime ay gagapangan ka o papatungan para halikan and all. Kumindat pa ito sayo sa step kung saan ay ipinunas niya ang hinlalaki sa mga labi niya. Dahil dito ay nagsigawan din ang lahat.

Natameme ka naman at nanlaki lang mata nang halos ibigay niya ang lahat niya sa pagkaldag.

Tangina, parang yung bayo lang sakin last week nung nanggigil siya sakin ah.

“Namumula si y/n!!” Pang-asar ng tita mo sayo nang mapansin ka.

“Huy bat ka namumula, ha, girl?” Tanong naman sayo ng pinsan mong pinakaclose mo habang tinataas baba ang kilay na para bang alam na agad kung anong tumatakbo sa isip mo.

“Blush po yan, make up yan!” Pagkumbinsi mo sakanila lalo na nang dumako ang mata mo sa mga magulang mong natatawa.

Nakayukong tumatawa naman si heeseung nang bumalik sa tabi mo. Niyakap ka nito mula sa likod mo at isinuksok ang mukha sa batok mo.

“At dahil sa taas ng kaldag mo, kuya hee, ikaw daw ang panalo sabi nila tito!” Pag announce naman ng mga nakababata mong pinsan na naghohost. Binigyan naman nila ng ampao si heeseung dahil sa pagkapanalo.

Umupo na kayo nang magmove na sa susunod na laro ang mga kamag-anak mo. Nasa sandalan naman ng monoblovk mong upuan ang braso ni heeseung. Maya maya ay hinahaplos na ng daliri nito ang balikat mong kita dahil sa spaghetti strap dress mo.

“Ano, okay ba sayaw ko kanina?” Tanong nito na hindi mo alam kung nagtatanong ba talaga o nangaasar lang dahil sa reaksyon mo kanina.

“Okay naman” tipid kong sagot.

“Okay naman ‘no? Namula ka dahil sa sayaw ko,” ngayon ay sigurado ka nang nang aasar ito lalo na dahil sa mga nakaloloko niyang ngiti.

“Blush on nga yun,” pagdepensa mo.

“Sakin ka pa magsisinungaling,” tumawa ito. “Eh hindi ka naman nagblush kanina. Kasama mo naman ako sa kwarto ah.”

“Ay nako ewan ko sayo,” sagot mo.

“Di nga, seryoso, kumusta naman sayaw ko?” Tanong nito habang hindi mo siya matignan sa mga mata niya.

“Magaling syempre, nakakapogi…” napatingin ka dito at nahalata nitong may gusto ka pa atang sabihin.

“at? may gusto ka pang idagdag?” pagngiti nito nang pang asar.

“Hot.” Sagot mo sabay akmang tatayo

“Hoy, hoy, dito ka lang, mahal,”pabulong nitong pagpigil sayo habang natatawa.

“Ayoko na sayo, nakakainis ka, nang aasar!” Pabulong mong pagsagot dito.

“Hindi na nga,” pagtawa nito. “Sorry na.”

Pilit mong pinagdidikit ang mga binti mo dahil sa mga naiisip mo at napansin naman yun ni heeseung kaya’t hinawakan niya ang hita mo sabay lapit sayo para bumulong, “tara sa kwarto?”

Hinampas mo naman ang kamay niyang nasa hita mo, “sira ka talaga! Mamaya marinig pa tayo o mahuli.”

“Hindi yan. Bilis na, habang busy pa sila dito sa baba,” inilipat nito ang kamay na nasa hita mo papunta sa bewang mo upang patayuin ka.

“Tara na,” hindi ka na rin humindi sakanyang yaya at tumayo nalang din. Pumuslit kayo ng alis habang walang nakakapansin sainyo

ayoko na 😭 okay na yan 😭 hindi ko na naproofread huhu sorry sa mga typos

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#abri in tagalog #heeseung smut #heeseung hard hours #enhypen hard hours

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