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420 w/ 90s Toji

CW: Toji himself is enough warning, rough sex, car sex, gun play, ass eating, profanity, reader is black coded and so is toji.

Author's note: If you have problem with me making toji speak in AAVE please don't hesitate to eat my fat ass about it, please and thank you.

Word count: YIPPIE Y'all finally get a word count! 2.6k ✨

Summary: If you ever wanted to get high the Toji here's your chance.

“Give yuh my fuckin babies bruh, I'ma give yuh my fuckin babies, Ma.”

How did you end up here? Going to pound town in the back of a Toji's big daddy truck, high as hell in a smoke filled truck- oh that's right you know how. It really started when you were out with the boys chillin- the boys meaning Satoru, Suguru, and Kento. You were watching them shooting hoops, Then the hood's hottest DILF and Whore pulled up with his kid- Megumi, he's such a cutie when he isn't mean muggin everyone and when he comes to his dad? Oh boy he doesn't play he's such a daddy's boy that Toji can't even pick up women without the lil boy tagging along. Megumi calls most of the shots anyways- if you're pretty to him that Toji will definitely fuck with you, if not? Ain't no use in talking to him, you're cooked.

Today T-Raw was up to no good as usual not only did he come to shoot some hoops, but he also came to pick up a couple of ladies to “take out” later on- Here is goes taking off that slutty tank top of his, not like he can ever keep his clothes on anyways, that fuckin slut- you couldn't stand him. You couldn't stand him because all he does is fuck around and drive all these bitches crazy about him- clearly his dick can't be that good to be chasing him around like that, or so you thought.

“you bet not cum on this dick yet bitch, I ain't done wit cho ass, c'mere!”

Fuck how did you get here… oh yeah that's right, it really started when they was playing B-ball. Megumi kept looking at you and since he's practically his father's wing man you were hoping the lil boy didn't think you were pretty, then he spoke to you- talking about the dogs at their house to showing you his gold chain Toji bought him. But then it happened megumi ran off to go tell his dad about you.. Just your luck right? Riiiiight..

The whole game stopped because megumi had so much to say about you, hell he even told the guys you're his new mama because of how beautiful you are and it had T-Raw checking you out even Satoru gassed him up to go holla at you.

“Her? Oh that's y/n, you tryna fuck on her? Shit she hard to talk to, but on ma the pussy good as fuck she was just fuckin on me and Suguru last week.” Satoru had promised he'd never tell a soul that y'all fucked, but you have known that not even Satoru himself could hold a glass on water.

And just like that Toji was convinced enough to come see bout you.

“Wass good ma”

“..... “

“Hello? Mamas, So you sit finna talk to me? C'mon ion bite, baby.”

“Don't sit up here tellin them lies we all know yo ass bite.”

He chuckled, “Got a lil attitude problem. I like dat mamas. how bout you come smoke with me later on tonight.”

“I'm not one of these other bitches Toji so go find somebody to play with cause it ain't me.”

“Sound like you ain't had no dick Inna minute-”

“Maybe I don't want no dick from you!?”

Yeah, that's how it all went down. You were giving him too much lip that it was turning him on, that's why he didn't let up on you. He wanted to put you in your bratty ass place once and for all because clearly Satoru and Suguru didn't do it right. Naw you obviously needed some dick from big daddy himself, T-Raw.

Now here you are sitting in his truck getting hot boxed to hell, while Satoru and Suguru babysit megumi for that night, and man did you get the feeling neither of y'all would be able to make it home after this smoke session.

“You Eva put a blunt in yo pussy? I'll light for you- We gotta get fat ma blazed too yah feel me?”

What the fuck did he just say? “Toji shut the fuck up!” You have to admit that was pretty funny and wild to say at a time like this, but he isn't so bad right? Wrong.

You couldn't tell if it was the Kush getting to you or what, but with every minute that passed by he started to look more and more attractive. “Keep it together bitch” is what you thought to yourself, you didn't want to fuck around and find out why all his bitches were so crazy over him.

“So when you gone put that pussy on me, mamas?”

What the hell did he just say?

“I know she wet as fuck f'me, come climb on daddy's lap fo a minute.” this whole time his hand had been gripping your thigh close enough to your coochie. Yeah she was wet- soaking wet actually, but you weren't willing to admit that.. At least not verbally, because your body betrays you.

Before you knew it you had succumbed to his slick mouth, but it's not like you didn't fight about it. Oh but he loves a good ole brat- he loves the way they break once they've had a taste of his ten inch punisher and you were gonna break for him too.

“Bet you won't suck dis dick”

“Yeah I BET I won't, the fuck?”

“So all dat freak shit you do wit gang and nem just fo show, huh? Knew you wasn't bout nothin”

“Excuse me?!” How the fuck did he even know about that?! I bet Satoru told him, yeah totally never fuckin him again.

“You heard me, Ma. Chu ain't bout dat life fo'real.”

“Says who? I do what the fuck I want, when I want and who I want.”

“I betchu won't come fuck me then.”

“Bet!”

It all started with you giving him the best toe curling head he ever had, the way you kissed on the tip, licked him up from Gooch to tip, the way you suffocated on his dick, yeah you took all ten inches and he loved every bit of it “Fuck, y- you a nasty bitch” is what he groaned, he felt so good he took a chunk of your hair into his fist and held you still so he could fuck that throat of yours. You were his bitch now, you definitely weren't going nowhere sucking his dick this good.

You thought it'd stop at that no- you found yourself eating this man's ass like a full course meal, like you were hungry and it wasn't even your idea, it was his and you can thank his old bitch for that. Man was he a freak having his legs in the fuckin air, lighting another blunt while he watches you eat his ass. This was way out of your league, eating ass? Not even Satoru and Suguru made you do this, but at least you learned a thing or two from fuckin around with Mei Mei and Shoko one time. Honestly you were scared to even put your tongue down there, thinking he was dirty, but he was surprisingly clean.

“Dirty ass bitch get in the back, c'mon” he was ready, and you were nervous. We're you gonna be like all these other bitches that fucked him and started acting crazy, or were you gonna treat like you treat Satoru and Suguru? It was hard to tell because you never heard any complaints about Toji unless it's about him not answering his phone or talking to other bitches, the works.

“Bet yo dick ain't even that big-”

“Shut cho ass up and bend ova bitch I'll show yo ass how big it is.”

That was your mistake- bending over. Toji pushed your skirt up over your waist and wasted no time ripping those sexy panties off. Your pussy was dripping for him, spreading your asscheeks apart Toji took his cock in hand and rubbed it all along your wet folds, teasing you while you waited anxiously for him to fuck you- so anxious that you started popping off at the mouth again.

“Can't find the hole ol’ man?”

“Can't wait to shut cho lil ass up-”

“Pus-”

Then it happened he shut you up with the quickness, ramming all ten inches into that tight wet pussy of yours. It felt like your body took a screenshot from feeling his cock hit your cervix like that all you could do was tremble and tear up. You felt so full, hell you felt like his dick was somehow in your chest it was so fuckin big that you could hardly adjust to it.

Reaching back to place your hand on his abdomen was your biggest mistake ever “Move yo fuckin hand” is all he said before take ahold of your arm, bending it it behind your back and using his weight to push his cock deeper into you as if it wasn't deep enough.

The only thing that gave you enough relief was when he pulled out, you could finally breathe that was until he rammed his cock back inside… over and over and over again. He was so rough it felt like your mind was going blank all you could think about was how good your feeling right now, how deep his cock is, how your moans were practically stuck in your throat, toji had your eyes rolling back he even put his blunt out on your asshole so he could focus on fuckin you, god he was a nasty, nasty man, no wonder everyone was crazy for him.

The truck was rocking, you finally let out a strained moaned, Toji was fuckin you so ruthlessly leaving hand prints on your asscheeks, pushing down on your lower back to make you arch some more for him, grabbing fists full of your hair as he leaned his weight into every thrust. Your mind was going crazy, but you weren't the only one- Toji was too. Not only was he high as all hell, he was starting to get drunk off your pussy. He was loving how tight you were around him, squeezing and sucking him back into you- in his mind you were doing this on purpose, throwing that pussy- HIS pussy back on him like that yeah to him you knew exactly what you were doing.

“Man fuck! Fuck you let then two fools hit before me?! Fuckin slut” God he put his weight into it again.

“Lil bratty ass bitch got nothin to say now, say sumthin else, come bitch say some more slick shit for daddy so I keep on tearin this pussy up!”

You were past cloud nine at this point everything felt good, his dick, his words, his thrusts, everything. You almost lost your mind when he reached out in front of you and grabbed his gun. That's when you realized how crazy this man is- he pulled out a damn gun!? For what!? Now you see why everyone is so crazy about him.

“T- Toji Wa-”

“Shut the fuck up” he pulled out panting and started rubbing the barrel of it against your wet folds. “How you gone feel if I put this glock 30 in this pussy? Hm? Talk to me mamas, I'm not fuckin done witchu”

“Toji i-”

“It's T-Raw, bitch.” You trembled the second he pushed the barrel inside your pussy. You couldn't tell if you were scared or excited, but you knew one thing he sure as hell was excited just from pumping your pussy with his glock.

“You's a nasty dirty ass, bitch, throwin back on MY gun, bet it ain't as good as this mufuckin pipe.” He had a cocky tone to his voice while he was gripping the hell out of his cock and fisting it vigorously. “Fuck it-” he tossed his gun to the side causing you the whimper from the sudden emptiness, but that was soon replaced with him slamming his cock back in, then reaching around you to grab ahold of the sides of your mouth as he drilled you, drool on his fingers and arm rest, drool on his cock that's how he liked it.

You could feel a knot in the pit of your pussy, you were so close, tears welled up in your eyes, you were going to burst at this rate, if he kept up brutal pace he'll be cleaning up coochie juice for weeks with the way you around to cum. You reached in between your legs to rub circles onto your clit to help get you to that big orgasm you've always wanted..

“T- T-Raw! F- Fuck! Daddy I'm gonna cum!”

Toji was so lost in your pussy it was almost like he was in another world, You were just too good for him. It was driving him crazy. He almost didn't register what you said at first, you? About to cum? Yeah no he couldn't have that yet, not until HE is done.

“you bet not cum on this dick yet bitch, I ain't done wit cho ass, c'mere!” Suddenly, He puts you into one of the meanest chokeholds you had ever been in, pulling your body onto his lap so that you're sitting on his fat cock with your legs propped up on the back on the front seats. Fuck he really wasn't done with you for real.

“Can't NOBODY fuck you like I do, you ain't gone be thinkin of nobody's dick, but mine after I'm done, you hear me bitch?! Take that shit, take it, take it, take it, Ah Fuck-!”

You couldn't breathe, your eyes were touching the back of your head, he was beating your pussy in and you couldn't do anything about it. His dick was good… too good in fact, he was slutting you out better than Satoru, Suguru, hell even Choso- but none of them know about that one. You could almost guarantee your brain chemistry has been altered just from the way he's trying to put his dick up your coochie, through your stomach and behind the left rib. All you could do now was take his dick like the good little bitch that you are.

“Give yuh my fuckin babies bruh, I'ma give yuh my fuckin babies, Ma.”

“Yes! G- Give it to me T-Raw! Give it to me Daddy!”

His thrust became sloppy and his grip around your neck tightened, he was definitely about to cum inside your sweet pussy, yet that's really you wanted now was for him to fill your pussy up with his baby batter. He let on one loud “Fuck” into your ear and rammed his dick inside you one more time, all you could feel so was his cock pumping his load inside you.

Once he was finished he let go of your throat, both of you panting and trying to catch your breath. But the thing is you didn't get to cum yet and toji knew that and all he could do was smirk at your pouty lil face for not making you cum too.

“What? Yah mad bitch? Brats like yo ass don't deserve to cum.” He took his left over blunt and lit it.

“But since you was a good fuck I'll let you cum this once, but I ain't helpin, so bounce on dis dick all you want.”

“B.. But T-Raw”

“What the fuck did I just say? Huh? Get to fuckin bouncing, I'm waiting slut.”

You know it, you were going to be crazy just like all his other bitches after tonight… ain't no way you're going back to the boys, ever.

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THIS CHURCH SURE HAS WONDERFUL ACOUSTICS! ✦ . 　⁺ MALLEUS DRACONIA NSFW

“I just miss my friends, I guess,” you admitted, tracing your fingers on the hem of the shirt as you spoke. “I just want to hold someone I know and let my sorrows melt away.” There was a brief pause as Hornton tilted his head slightly in thought. “Holding someone, will it make you happy?” in which a dragon and a human find comfort in each other warnings: amab!reader but no pronouns, nsfw, hurt/comfort, sacrilegious, explicit sex wc: 5.2k

MASTERLIST ・゜・NAVIGATION

Cold night air swirled through the cracked windows of Ramshackle, stifling all hopes you had of a good night’s sleep. You could almost see your breath fogging up in the diabolically cold room; really, were you surprised Crowley hadn’t provided you with adequate insulation? Only Grim’s warmth at the foot of the bed gave you any semblance of heat - alas, it was simply not enough.

My toes are going to freeze off and roll away, you thought mournfully. Shivering, you stared up at the rickety ceiling, as if it would provide any other comfort. Slowly but surely, your thoughts turned away from Crowley’s nasty little shack he gave you to call home, and instead became retrospective.

Homesickness. It wasn’t just that you missed your room back home, and all the little oddities within. Friends. Comfort. You missed the casual touches of friends back home. The bone-crushing hugs you’d give, clinging on for dear life whenever you wanted. Holding hands with friends while hanging out; the skin-to-skin contact reminded you there were others with you.

Why did it have to end?

Sure, you had Ace and Deuce (maybe even Jack?) as your new chums, pals, bosom buddies, etc. It was nice to have friends in this odd place. But you longed for the familiarity that old friends carried; the lack of shared memories and touch with Ace and Deuce made them, quite frankly, mere acquaintances in your eyes.

Hollowness. That was what you felt at that very moment. It was unbearable. There were no tears to be shed, only a deep apathy for your situation. You supposed it wasn’t all that healthy, but it was probably your brain in shock.

What could you really do? Your teeth gnawed on your bottom lip as you shifted out of bed. You weren’t getting any sleepier, so the next best thing was to get some fresh air and maybe even water. Like a plant.

As you ambled downstairs towards the porch, you found your mind wandering to that boy with horns who often appeared by the porch of Ramshackle Dorm, who Grim had nicknamed Hornton. For whatever reason, the boy hadn’t taken offence to the name, though you supposed he did ask you to call him whatever you wished.

At least Grim hadn’t suggested something like Horny McHorn the Horned…

You shook the thought from your mind, mentally gagging. Would Hornton even be here at your porch tonight? A small part of your mind yearned for the comfort of another presence, even if it was someone you had only a handful of encounters with.

Quietly, you unlatched the front door (the poor thing almost keeled over with the slightest nudge) and slipped outside. Only the cold air greeted you; surprisingly, it was warmer out here than in your very bed (maybe it was the ghosts?).

Disappointment wormed its way into your stomach. It was silly. Hornton didn’t have an obligation to be here at all, so why were you feeling this way? You slunk onto the front step and sat down, wrapping your arms around yourself.

At least the cold air was slowly becoming refreshing? Or was this an attempt to gaslight yourself into making the most of this situation?

“Child of man, what has prompted your sadness?” a voice spoke from above, and you almost squeaked in surprise as you looked upwards to see the glowing eyes of Hornton.

“Hornton!” you scrambled to stand up, brushing off the rickety fragments of Ramshackle that no doubt clung to your sleepwear. “I thought you weren’t going to come.”

“I am here now,” Hornton’s patient voice seemed to have a touch of concern for your slightly dishevelled appearance. “Still, you have not answered my question. Would you like to talk about what ails you so?”

You met his eyes. His brows were drawn low in contemplation. It wouldn’t hurt to tell him, right?

“I just miss my friends, I guess,” you admitted, tracing your fingers on the hem of the shirt as you spoke. “I just want to hold someone I know and let my sorrows melt away.”

There was a brief pause as Hornton tilted his head slightly in thought.

“Holding someone, will it make you happy?”

“Yeah, it just reminds me I’m not alone?” the end of your sentence curled up into a question when you furrowed your brows trying to think of a good answer.

“Then-” Hornton took a step closer to you, gazing at your face. “-may I do the honours?”

Your eyes widened involuntarily. You hadn’t thought he’d actually volunteer to hug you, but it was a very pleasant surprise.

“Yes, please,” your voice came out a lot softer than you had hoped. He held out his arms (quite awkwardly, you had to admit). Your arms enveloped his upper torso, and your head fitted right into the crook of his neck.

You could feel his hands, almost fluttering with the amount of care he held within them.

“You can put them anywhere on my back,” you murmured with your eyes closed. A smile wriggled its way onto your face when you felt a light pressure on your scapula and upper spine. In response, you put more pressure into your hug, letting your strength create a comforting weight upon Hornton.

You felt him sharply intake air with the added pressure, before softening into your grasp. Sharp claws brushed over your back as he curled his hands slightly inwards to grip onto the back of your shirt.

He wasn’t cold, exactly, but he was pleasantly cool to the touch. Your body, pressed against his, could feel the rhythmic thump of his heart. Slow and steady. As you slowly breathed in, you could smell on him woodsmoke and what smelled like the wind during rainy autumn days.

Your hands slowly worked their way upwards before they settled higher on his spine, where his hair cascaded over your hands like an obsidian waterfall. You pressed even tighter against him, but not overwhelmingly so - whatever homesickness you had earlier slowly ebbed away.

Slowly, you began to pull away to take a breather. Hornton loosened his grip on your shirt and furrowed his brow at you before speaking.

“That was… nice,” Hornton stated. A rosy hue painted the tips of his pointed ears.

“Can I be selfish and request another hug?” Hornton continued, his eyes crinkling as he smiled down at you tentatively.

“Yeah, you’re really good at this,” you smiled back at him encouragingly, breath caught in your throat as he let out a little laugh. Burying the feeling, you pressed back into his body, allowing yourself to collect your thoughts before holding him tighter.

Who the hell allowed him to be so goddamn beautiful? You felt your pulse rise to an allegro. To make matters worse, Hornton wrapped his arms around you in a very similar manner that you employed when hugging. Such close proximity felt as though the two of you were becoming one.

Your heart almost jumped into your throat as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. You could feel his breath fanning out onto your collarbone. Gleaming onyx horns jutted out past your shoulder; really, every part of Hornton was perfectly polished.

His claws brushed against your back once again as he held you closer. An inkling of understanding trickled through your brain; he was also desperate to be held. Tentatively, one of your hands left its post at his spine and carefully made its way to the nape of his neck. You cradled the back of his neck, running your fingers through the hair on his scalp.

His breathing rapidly quickened against your collarbone, and you felt his pulse sync up to your own, the staccato beats assuring you in continuing your ministrations.

How long had it been since he had been held? From the snippets of conversations that had been about him, you had gathered that he was generally feared by the student populace and distanced from the outside world; it was definitely a possibility that he was touch-deprived, especially if he was someone in a position of high power or responsibility.

In response to your own contemplation, you simply locked your arms around him, making sure the pressure around him wasn’t going to be unpleasant, but rather like a weighted blanket. You felt him relax even more into the hug, and you mentally patted yourself on the back.

“Child of man..” his voice brushed against your throat, and you felt your face heat up. Surely he felt your pulse spike upwards? You stifled your shiver and looked down upon him. Piercing green eyes focused on you as you nervously swallowed.

“Yeah?” Whatever hopes of sounding composed were dashed as your voice almost warbled. At best, it was just shaky.

“Thank you,” Hornton’s voice reverberated with pure sincerity against your sternum. He was going to be the death of you, you thought. You took it as a cue to slowly disentangle your arms from around him as his head slowly raised.

“Can I..” his voice was laced through with hesitation as his eyes searched your face for an answer, even before he finished his question. Heavy heartbeats resounded through your entire body as you waited for him to finish.

“Can I kiss you?” Pause. Blood rushed through your entire organism. You could almost count the number of capillaries extending through your body as you suddenly rushed into a state of transcendent awareness. Goddamn. You couldn’t think straight, especially since he was still holding on to you.

“It’s alright if-” his voice was cut off when your fingers curled around his striped tie (really, why was he still in uniform?!) and pulled him closer. Your other hand gently made its way to his chin to guide him to you.

You heard his breath stutter as your lips brushed over his. Distantly, you were aware of his hands choosing to cradle the back of your head. He really was adorable; you smiled into the kiss ever so slightly as you deepened it, feeling him stiffen marginally.

Hesitation was clearly present in his kiss as you guided him through it. Your pace was languorous to allow him to adjust, especially when you opened your mouth. Sharp fangs brushed over your tongue as he opened his own mouth for you. Good.

Your eyes squinted open slightly in shock when you felt his forked tongue. Holy shit. He clearly felt your surprise, since his grip on the back of your head suddenly became more solid and his movements a lot more confident. Seemed like he had adjusted. Your hand trailed from his tie and settled on his waist, pulling him towards you while simultaneously pressing yourself towards him so he’d step backwards. His back pressed against the sturdy beam of the porch, and you could feel surprise radiating at your boldness.

“Mmph-” you saw his eyes flutter open when he gasped slightly at the impact. Once again, you could feel the corners of your lips tugging upwards into a smile, and he felt it too, since you could feel his eyes burning into you.

You pulled back to take a breather, watching a string of saliva connect the two of you. He was enraptured with it, with his cool lips slightly parted in what could probably be described as awe as he watched the thread bridging the distance.

His eyes flickered back to yours, watching for any sign of discomfort. When he found none, he tilted his head slightly. A question. You leaned in, sealing your answer. But instead of his mouth, you tilted his head sideways and pressed a kiss to his neck, loosening his tie to allow for a canvas for you.

“What-” his question was cut off by an exhale of breath that was suspiciously close to a moan when you lightly bit his pulse point, sucking on it to leave a bruising mark. “Keep- keep going.”

You were going to do just that. A burning trail of marks made their way from right under his ear to his collarbone, accompanied by his slightly strangled breathing. Your knee found its way between his legs, almost subconsciously, but it didn’t pull away as he sank down onto it slightly. Goodness, he really was eager.

Then again, so were you. Your body pressed further into his to hear his irregular breathing. Your mouth continued its feverish ministrations. All to further fluster him. The smugness almost creeped out of your pores with how satisfied you were feeling at that moment.

You could almost feel him slightly moving against your thigh, desperate for any sort of friction. Pulling back, you gazed at him with a shit-eating grin (one that was quickly stifled). His eyes were half-lidded with a sultry gaze, lips glazed over with spit.

“Do you want to continue this?” you asked him seriously. When he nodded, eyes still slightly hazed over, you frowned slightly, leaning in closer.

“Use your words, pretty boy,” you commanded, tilting your head. His eyes met yours, the sharp green gaze slightly softening.

“Please, I want to continue,” he said with a touch of desperation. His eyes flickered between your heavy gaze and your slightly swollen lips. You felt that shit eating grin almost rise again within you at this powerful being reduced to such a state.

“Do you have anywhere we can go?” you inquired, gesturing to the rickety building behind you. No doubt it would probably collapse with any sort of frisky activity.

“Yes, actually,” with that, Hornton pulled you close to him and a cloud of warm fireflies obscured your vision. You couldn’t see much, only his comforting presence pressed against you.

“Call me Malleus,” his voice brushed against your ear as the two of you were carried off to who knows where.You could almost hear his smile as you shivered slightly. “I would like to hear my name out of your mouth when you cry it out.”

You almost felt your jaw drop with his audacity. Strangely, that name was really familiar. Malleus. Malleus? That Malleus? Your brow furrowed, making connections between the rumours of the terrifying Diasomnia housewarden and the boy with horns next to you. Ah. You had just wrapped potentially the most powerful mage in this school around your pinkie finger.

Still, it was bold of him to assume he wouldn’t be the one crying out. The fireflies slowly began to fade out, and you braced yourself for wherever Malleus had taken you.

Hold on.

Was this a cathedral? Your eyes surveyed the abandoned building. Under the watchful eye of the moon, shimmering stained glass patterns cast themselves onto the stone and marble friezes. Some of the roof was missing, leaving dust motes to swim around languidly in the harsh streams of moonlight.

The altar before you was covered in a pristine white cloth, unmarked by blemishes. Beside it was a vase of freshly cut lilies. Who could’ve-

“I come here to think,” Malleus admitted to you sheepishly. He looked around the building with you. “I’ve been trying to tidy it up a bit, but it’s secluded enough that it can wait. The acoustics here are wonderful.”

You weren’t even surprised. Although, sex in an abandoned cathedral was a first.

“How sacrilegious!” your eyes widened with mock-incredulity. You didn’t give a shit, in all actuality. Carnal desire began to pump within your veins. You grabbed his arm and pulled him to the altar, smoothing the edge of the cloth against what could only be stone.

“Allow me,” Malleus pressed a chaste kiss to the edge of your mouth before lifting you up onto the cloth. You stared down at him, slightly amused by his boldness. What could he be planning? Your questions were answered as he gestured to your pants inquiringly. Was he going to suck you off?

With deft hands, Malleus undid the ties that held the pants to your hips, before tugging them off and letting them pool on the stone steps beside the vase of lilies. You watched in surprise as he ravenously stared down your boxers.

“Eager, aren’t we?” you crooned, feeling the pressure on your thighs tighten as he gripped them. Your words didn’t seem to register as he swallowed audibly. The piercing thralls of desire suddenly consumed you; wordlessly, you hooked a thumb around the waistband and pulled them down, hissing as the cool night air hit the skin of your dick.

You watched him observe your movements with the gaze of a predator, lustfully looking at your exposed skin. This time it was your turn to swallow audibly as he bent down between your legs and pressed a cool kiss to the soft skin on the inner thighs. His flickering green eyes held your gaze and you felt your face heat up as he smiled.

You leaned back, pressing your palms flat against the altar to attempt to quell your lust. His eyes never left your face as he kissed the base of your dick. You fought the urge to bury your face in your hands when he thumbed the slit, spreading the precum along the head, eliciting a small gasp from you. Malleus’ fangs flashed at you as he opened his mouth to suckle the top of your dick.

“Fuck,” you groaned, shifting onto one palm as the other buried itself in his hair. You could feel a low rumble in his throat at the action, which in turn stimulated you further. He began licking in earnest; you thanked whatever ancestor it was that gave him that heavenly forked tongue. Malleus looked divine like this, with the pale impressions of the stained glass upon his body.

Without warning, he took you in his mouth. The sensation of the cool saliva enveloping your dick was almost enough to make you scream, and you grabbed onto one of his horns without thinking. The action made Malleus stiffen, before a deep groan emerged from his throat.

“Good boy,” you praised him as he took you deeper, thumbing the ridges of his horn. So. They really were sensitive, you duly noted. Your gentle ministrations along the edges of his horn, coupled with your praises, almost gave him heart arrhythmia with how fast his heart was beating. And he knew you could feel his pulse through your thighs, with the way you smiled at him with that look in your eyes.

He quickened his pace with his mouth, wanting to hear more of those gasps and praises from you. You matched his tempo with his horns, grinning as you felt more vibrations of his groans on his dick. Could you make him come from just this? Your second hand raised from the altar to set on his other horn, mirroring your actions. His eyes squeezed shut with the pleasure, and you could feel more saliva than usual.

“Fuck, Malleus,” you groaned when he took you all the way down. His name on your tongue sounded absolutely divine echoing within the cathedral, and his dick throbbed within the confines of his uniform pants.

“I’m going to-” you cried out when he hollowed out his cheeks, feeling so absolutely tight. You saw white as you came in his mouth, and felt him swallow as best as he could. Fuck. He felt unbelievably good.

The taste of you on his tongue caused Malleus’ mind to go haywire as you kept stroking his horns. He felt his own climax fast approaching; desperately, he squeezed his thighs together for any semblance of friction.

“You did so good, Malleus,” your thumb wiped up some of the fluid leaking from the corner of his mouth, driving him over the edge. He released into his pants, feeling the fabric soil.

Malleus let out a strangulated moan as your dick left his mouth, and you blinked. Once. Twice. Surely he hadn’t.. You gazed down at the wet spot slowly spreading across his pants and grinned. Seems your earlier question had been answered.

“Did you come untouched? What a desperate little slut,” you cooed, lifting his face to yours by grabbing his chin with your hand. At your words, for some inexplicable reason, Malleus felt his dick twitch once again.

You pressed your lips to his, tasting the salt on his tongue as he eagerly opened his mouth once again. You left him chasing after you as you hopped off the altar, grabbing his hips to prevent him grinding against you to relieve that need for friction.

“In all due time,” you murmured, pressing a quick kiss to the marks you made on his collarbones earlier. Malleus’ eyes followed your motions as you tugged off his blazer and unbuttoned his pants. You could feel the tension as you ran your fingers across his poised abdomen.

In one swift motion, you tugged down his pants, exposing his skin. Yippee. Your eyes traced his figure, noticing his gaze lingering on your hands.

“Do you want me to continue?” you asked, enunciating every word. His eyes snapped back to yours.

“Please, touch me,” he begged you. Something about his desperation lit a fire within you. Who were you to deny his wish?

“Open,” you gestured to his mouth. With a quizzical look, he complied, allowing you to place two fingers in his mouth.

“Coat them,” you grinned as he obediently sucked on your fingers. Oh, you were going to enjoy ruining him. You took your fingers out of his mouth, turning him around to face the altar using his hips.

“Bend over,” you instructed, guiding his hands with your free hand to rest on the altar. He’d most likely need the support. Malleus complied with your request, upper body tense.

“Relax, I won’t bite,” you deftly pulled down his boxers, hearing him hiss at the frigid air. You traced circles on his ass with your dry hand, before using your spit-covered fingers to tease at his entrance. “Unless you want me to.”

You heard him gasp as your fingers slid into his tight hole. The ring of muscle didn’t offer much resistance as you allowed him to grow accustomed to the feeling. A grin wormed its way onto your face as you saw the sheen of sweat on his brow. You didn’t even know fae could sweat.

Before you could ask him if he was adjusted, you felt his hips try to rock on your fingers. That wouldn’t do.

“Ah-ah,” you tutted, grabbing his hips with your free hand. “Not so fast.”

Your fingers moved agonisingly slowly inside of him, rhythmically pumping in and out so as to not allow him to release too quickly. With an absolutely devilish grin, you located that sweet spot of spongy nerves inside him, pressing it with enough pressure for him to moan uncontrollably until the very rafters of the cathedral echoed the sound back.

You didn’t allow him to climax though, pulling away everytime he was close. The sight of him, panting beneath your careful touches, made you unbelievably horny. His expression was one of desperation when he looked back at you.

“Please, fill me,” Malleus gasped out as he was once again denied release. Who were you to deny that cute face? You slipped your fingers out completely, hearing him whine at the loss. You grabbed his chin and worked at the buttons on his shirt while kissing him feverishly. Once his shirt was open, you loosened his tie completely before pulling away. You swiftly slipped your own shirt off your body, allowing Malleus to drink in the sight of your bare upper body.

“Get up onto the altar,” you breathed into his ear, feeling your self-control on the verge of snapping as he shivered from the warm air. He easily climbed onto the spacious expanse of the stone slab, with you following. Using your hand to press him down until he leaned back onto his back, you grabbed his tie. You deftly pinned his wrists above his head, tying them firmly but not reducing any of his circulation.

“What are you-” Malleus’ question was interrupted by your sweet kiss to the side of his mouth.

“Let me take care of you,” your voice was hushed as you trailed kisses across his chest, using your fingers to play with his nipples. He let out a strangled moan at the new stimulation, driving him closer and closer to the brink. Before he could use it to get off, you pulled away with that teasing smile. Damn you.

Your eyes never left his as you leaned in above him, and all he could do was shut his eyes as he felt your dick rub against his. The friction was unbearably agonising; every time he tried to buck his hips upwards, you’d laugh and push his hips back down, before kissing his chest once again.

With a final kiss, you slipped the tie off his wrists. Malleus was left blinking at this sudden change in attitude, before you entered inside of him and he swore he saw stars. His back arched at the intrusion and you greedily drank in the sight. His unrestrained moans were like a heavenly choir to your ears. He was right, the acoustics were unparalleled here.

Transfixed, you gazed at your dick entering him again and again. The sound of skin on skin, of his moans and of the wet sloshing sounds was growing too much to handle. Your eyes half-closed in the pure bliss you were beginning to approach.

Malleus’ mouth was half-open with pleasure, his mouth leaking drool. His eyes were glassy with pleasure, and you knew his time was fast approaching. Your hands deftly angled his hips so your dick would slam into his prostate dead on. With the first collision, his back arched and hole tightened around you.

White ropes of cum shot from his dick, splattering torso and your abdomen. Malleus let out a string of broken moans as he climaxed, the overstimulation from your constant well-timed thrusts causing tears to leave his eyes.

“Just a few moments longer, Malleus,” you leaned over him, supporting yourself on your forearms. His hole fluttering around your dick was slowly driving you to your climax, and that long awaited heaven was going to arrive very soon.

“Please- please don’t stop,” Malleus sobbed out, his claws scraping down your back. The pain made you hiss, but you were interrupted by the wave of pleasure soon after.

“Do you want me to come inside you?” you groaned out next to his ear. “Do you want me to breed you?”

“Please,” Malleus babbled, calling out your name; your vulgar language made his dick stiffen once again. You could feel him beneath you, and your hazy mind registered this with a great deal of surprise. Maybe fae refractory periods were a lot shorter? Regardless, this was something you could definitely work with.

The obscene sounds below you were doing a number on you. Your mind creeped towards that blissful, all-consuming state.

“Please come in me,” Malleus’ words, coupled with your name being moaned out, drove you over the edge. Your mind hazed over as his insides were splattered white. The sensation of your warm fluids inside him drove him to his own climax, and he bit down onto your shoulder.

The sharp tang of your blood and the salt of your sweat made his dick twitch, before releasing more ropes of cum. His moans were mixed with incoherent babbling and praises, which only added to your blissful state. You were only distantly aware of the throbbing pain in your shoulder, which also quickly gave way to an overwhelming pleasure.

Your hips came to a slow stop. Malleus’ hands grasped the nape of your neck and he pulled you in for a heated, sloppy kiss, still rocking his hips on your overstimulated dick, milking you for all you were worth.

“Fuck, Malleus,” you moaned into his mouth as he greedily kept the friction going. Your mind felt as if it were about to break from the pleasure, though you could last a while longer if he still wanted to keep going. You moved your mouth to his horns, licking a strip at the base using the flat of your tongue while he kept rolling his hips.

The obscene moans he was releasing echoed around the stone ruins. You feverishly worked to absolutely reduce him to a mess as you suckled on one of his horns and used your hand to pump up and down for the other one.

You could feel his back arch and his hips stutter to a halt as he came for the fourth and final time. Hot rivulets of cum streamed from his abdomen and pelvis, and down your legs. He wore an absolutely fucked-out expression, with tears streaming from his eyes, swollen lips, and flushed cheeks. His normally sleek hair stuck to his face, strands coated in sweat. You noticed the dried blood, most likely your own, remaining on his fangs as his mouth was parted.

You were sure your expression was also one of fucked-out bliss. You didn’t want to pull out just yet, so you admired his beautiful face as he slowly opened his eyes.

“You were so good for me,” you murmured, using a finger to trace patterns around his nipples and chest. He gently grasped your wrist with a shaky hand and pressed a little kiss to your inner wrist.

“I’m going to pull out,” you whispered to him, rocking back. The friction caused Malleus to let out another moan, and you wished for nothing more than to hear his sounds forever.

Agonisingly slow. That’s the pace in which you moved your hips outward, so you could observe the cum gush out of him. You could only hear heavy panting and breathy moans leave Malleus as your dick slowly exited.

You looked on in ecstasy as you finally exited him completely and a thick, steady stream of cum left his hole. Malleus whined at the loss of your dick filling him up. Almost involuntarily, your fingers scooped up some of the mingling fluids, his and yours, and held them out to his mouth. You almost moaned with how eagerly he lapped up the juices off your fingers.

You slowly made your way off the altar, wincing at the rush of cold air against your bare skin. Picking up the discarded clothes, you were transfixed by the sight of Malleus gazing at you ever so tenderly.

“You were beautiful,” Malleus reached out for your hand, shivering as you took it. Wordlessly, you kissed each of his fingers, then the back of his hand, with his eyes on you the whole time. You could say the same about him, with his pale skin dappled with the radiance of the stained glass, glossed with the sheen of sweat.

“Let’s get cleaned up, shall we?” you helped him sit up and slide down the altar, mourning the soiled altar cloth. A flurry of fireflies is all that remained in the ruins of the cathedral, and even then, they slowly winked out of sight.

The bath at Diasomnia was already drawn for the two of you. How Malleus managed it was beyond you, though it was probably his magic. Regardless, it was a relatively straightforward clean-up.

Tomorrow, when he goes to his lessons, he’ll walk with a slight limp. No one will be any the wiser, save those who notice his carefully ironed collar conceals odd bruising marks.

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Where The Path Led | Yandere Stephen Strange x Male! Reader

Summary: Who thought having sex with Doctor Strange would cause the man to become very obsessive and delusional?

Y/n stirred groggily, a throbbing headache pulsing in time with his heartbeat. He blinked his eyes open, squinting against the harsh morning light streaming through the window. The brightness only added to his discomfort, and he felt a wave of nausea wash over him. The room spun slightly, and he had to close his eyes again to steady himself.

After a few deep breaths, he cautiously opened his eyes again, this time letting them adjust to the bright light. As his vision cleared, he turned his head to the right, wincing at the sharp pain from his neck. That's when he noticed something that made his heart skip a beat or two.

This wasn't his room.

It took him a moment to register that he also was not alone. An arm was draped casually across his waist, belonging to someone still deeply asleep. Following the arm up, Y/n recognized the face — it was his colleague, Stephen Strange. The man looked peaceful sleeping, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The sight of Stephen lying next to him sent a rush of memories flooding back to Y/n.

The night before, Y/n had gone to a bar in the city, intent on drowning himself in alcohol. He had discovered yesterday that Marcus, his boyfriend of two years, had been cheating on him. The betrayal stung deeply, and he needed an escape. He wanted to forget, if only for one night.

And that's when Stephen had appeared. Noticing Y/n's somber mood, he joined him at the bar. The two men had shared drinks and danced together. Before they knew it, they ended up back at Stephen's place, and one thing had led to another.

Now, Y/n thought back to that moment with a sense of regret. He hadn't wanted to sleep with anyone; he had just wanted a night to forget his issues. Carefully, he eased himself out of Stephen's embrace, holding his breath and slipping out from under the covers. Spotting his clothes scattered on the floor, he began to dress quietly, wincing at the rustling fabric. He located his phone and keys in one of the pockets and quietly left Stephen's home.

Upon returning to his apartment, Y/n made a beeline for the bathroom. The cool water on his face felt amazing, but he knew he looked and felt like a mess. He vowed to himself that he wouldn't indulge in such heavy drinking again.

Going to the kitchen, Y/n began making this hangover remedy his dad had often made for him back in his early twenties. Y/n didn't think he would need it again, but it turns out that he did. As he mixed the ingredients, his phone rang and saw that Mercedes was calling. He answered.

"Hey, Mercedes."

"Hi, Y/n," Mercedes' cheerful voice came through. "So, what did you get up to last night? Drinking liquor at a bar, perhaps?"

Y/n blinked, because how did she just— "Uh, how'd you know that I went out to a bar last night? I didn’t tell you about that."

"I heard from Juan," his friend explained. "Said that he saw you at Charley's bar, getting wasted. He also mentioned that he saw you leave with someone — a tall male with black hair and a goatee. Did you hook up with somebody last night?"

Y/n sighed as he poured the remedy into a cup. "I did. I slept with my colleague, Stephen. It was a drunk hookup though, nothing more, and It won't happen again."

"And why won't it happen again?"

"To be honest, I don't like Stephen in that way," Y/n replied, wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve. "And after finding out about Marcus, I don't feel like dating or hooking up with anyone for a while."

"I understand," Mercedes' voice was soft. "Take all the time you need to heal but don't let Marcus' actions hold you back. He doesn't deserve your time or energy."

Y/n smiled. Mercedes always knew the right thing to say to make him feel better.

"Thank you, Mercedes," Y/n said gently. "Listen, I'm going to hop in the shower, but we can talk later. Tell Sam I said hi."

"Will do! Talk to you later, n/n," Mercedes responded before the call disconnected.

Y/n placed his phone on the charger and headed for the shower, hoping the warm water would soothe his aching body and clear his mind after the chaotic night he experienced and a challenging morning.

XXXXX XXXXX

Monday morning arrived, and Y/n woke up feeling refreshed and surprisingly energetic, considering the events of the past few days. He had spent the rest of his weekend relaxing in the living room and briefly chatting with his dad on the phone. It felt like he had finally gotten a good night's rest, and the absence of a killer headache was a welcome bonus.

The male stretched his arms above his head and yawned, feeling the satisfying crack of his joints. He whistled softly to himself as he went through his morning routine, preparing for the long day ahead.

As he drove to the hospital, his thoughts drifted back to his night with Stephen. A flush crept up his neck, thinking back to their sexual encounter. Even though they worked in different areas of the hospital— Y/n as an immunologist and Stephen as a neurosurgeon — they still often saw one another. Y/n wondered if the man in question would bring up what happened between them. He hoped he'd agree to forget about the situation and move on.

When he entered the familiar halls of the hospital, Y/n greeted his colleagues with a smile and nodded to familiar faces. He made his way to the staff lounge for that much-needed cup of coffee because his appointments were back-to-back, and he knew the caffeine would be essential to getting through the day. The lounge was empty as he poured the liquid into a cup.

And then:

A familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Good morning, Y/n," that was Stephen's voice. Stephen's arms wrapped around Y/n's body, planting a hand on his chest. Y/n's breath hitched as Stephen planted hot, wet kisses on the back of his neck. "You were really amazing last night, you know?" Stephen nipped at Y/n's earlobe. "We definitely got to recreate that, huh?"

Y/n’s breathing hitched. He couldn’t deny that Stephen’s lips felt amazing against his skin, but he really needed to talk to him to make sure they were on the same page. And seeing how this guy was sucking on the back of his neck, It's clear that they weren’t on the same page.

Y/n turned around in Stephen's embrace, stopping the kisses and taking one step back. "Stephen, we need to talk," he said.

The man in question, on the other hand, shook his head. "Later. I want to make love to you again. Right here, right now."

His hand reached forward, palming Y/n's erection with his fingers. This caused Y/n to take two steps back, needing to put a sizable distance between them. There was no way they could do anything here, especially in a hospital where they could be walked in on at any given moment.

Stephen looked annoyed as he took two steps forward, placing his hand on Y/n’s shoulder. "What is there to talk about?"

Y/n took a deep breath in, gathering his thoughts together. "Look, man, last night was — it was a mistake. A good mistake, but still a mistake. We were drunk, and—"

Stephen's eyes narrowed, and his grip on Y/n's shoulders tightened. "A mistake?" he repeated, his voice dangerously quiet. "Is that truly how you feel?"

Y/n's heart stilled as he saw a flash of something dark in the surgeon's eyes. It was only a fleeting moment, but it was enough to send a chill down his spine. Still, he needed to get these words out.

"Yes," Y/n said softly. "We should forget it. You know, pretend it never happened."

For a long moment, Stephen didn't voice anything, gray eyes fixed on Y/n’s face. Y/n honestly didn’t know what Stephen was going to say, but he just hoped that he didn’t blow up in his face or be upset with him. Then, slowly, he released Y/n’s shoulder and took a step back, grinning.

"Alright Y/n. If that's what you want, then we will pretend that it never happened."

The h/c-haired doctor nodded, internally sighing in relief that Stephen understood where Y/n was coming from "Thanks for being so understanding. We should both probably get to work right about now."

Stephen offered a small smile and opened the door for Y/n, who thanked him and left the lounge. Stephen headed to his office on the fourth floor, while Y/n headed to his office on the third floor.

Booting up his computer, the h/c haired doctor pulled up his patients' files and began reviewing them, preparing for the long appointments. His first patient was a young girl named Sarah, and he took a moment to familiarize himself with her medical history before her appointment.

Exactly at nine o'clock, there was a soft knock on the door. "Come in," Y/n called out. The door opened to reveal a brown-skinned muscular man and a young girl with brown hair and brown eyes peeking out from behind him. Y/n acknowledged the man's attractiveness but shook off the thought since it wasn't appropriate.

"Good morning, Mr. Flynn. Please, come in," Y/n said, offering them a warm smile and extending his hand for him to shake, "I'm Dr. L/n, but feel free to call me Y/n."

"Nice to meet you, sir," Jesse responded, shaking Y/n’s hand and stepping inside. the office, guiding his daughter forward. "This right here is my daughter, Sarah. She's a bit shy, so please bear with her."

"It's nice to meet you, Sarah," Y/n knelt down to the girl's eye level. "You can call me Y/n, too. No need for formalities." He patted on the examination table. "Take a seat here, and we can have a little chat?"

The young girl nodded silently and climbed up onto the examination table, her eyes darting around the room. Jesse took a seat in the empty chair next to his daughter as Y/n began the examination.

"Sarah, your dad explained to me on the phone last week that you've been having tummy aches lately. Can you talk to me about that?" Y/n's voice was friendly.

She twisted her hands in her lap. Then, in a small voice, she spoke, "My tummy hurts sometimes, and I don't know why."

Y/n nodded understandingly. "That must be scary. Can you tell me where it hurts? Does it hurt all the time or sometimes?"

Sarah pointed to her mid-region. "It hurts right here and it usually hurts after I eat."

"I see," Y/n murmured, making a note on her chart. "Okay, I'm going to take a look and see if I can figure out what might be causing you to have these tummy pains."

Sarah nodded, her hand reaching out for her father's hand, and Jesse held it.

Y/n proceeded to perform a gentle examination, taking care to explain each step to both Sarah and Jesse. He asked additional questions about Sarah’s diet, any recent changes in her routine, and any other symptoms she experienced.

When the exam was over, Y/n concluded that Sarah was likely experiencing some digestive issues, possibly due to a mild food intolerance. He suggested dietary changes for her and an over-the-counter prescription to help soothe her stomach.

"Thank you, Y/n," relief was present in Jesse’s voice. "We really appreciate your help. Sarah hasn't been well lately, and we wanted to make sure she was okay."

Y/n waved off the thanks. "It's my job. I'll send the prescription to your pharmacy, and you can pick it up tomorrow. Try the prescriptions for a couple of weeks, and if she shows no signs of improvements, we'll discuss further steps." He reached into his candy drawer and offered Sarah a lollipop. "And here's a lollipop for being the most amazing patient I've ever had!"

A smile appeared on Sarah’s face as she took the candy from him. "Thanks, Y/n!"

"You're welcome. It was nice meeting you and I hope that you feel better soon."

Jesse and Sarah exited the room, and Y/n began sending Sarah's prescription to her pharmacy. Just as he finished, there was another knock banging on his door.

"Come in," he called out, expecting one of the nurses or maybe his next patient.

To his surprise, it was Jesse who poked his head into the room. "Sorry to bother you, Y/n. I just realized I left my jacket here," he walked over to the chair where he was sitting and picked up the jacket.

"It's no problem at all," Y/n assured him.

Jesse slipped his arms into the sleeves of his jacket and turned toward the door. Just as he was about to exit, he paused and turned back, as if to say something.

"Listen," Jesse began. "I know this might be a bit forward, but I wanted to ask: do you have a special someone in your life?"

Y/n's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He hadn't expected this line of questioning, but he supposed it was not uncommon for patients' family members to become curious about their doctors' private lives. He wasn't sure about telling his patient's father that he likes dudes since he didn’t know his stance on same-sex couples, but something compelled him to tell him.

"Well," he chose his words thoughtfully. "to answer your question, no, there's no special someone in my life. There used to be a guy but he lost that title privilege."

Jesse nodded, taking a step closer to Y/n's desk. "Interesting. So, if I were to ask you to join me for dinner tomorrow, what are the chances that you would say yes?"

Y/n's heart skipped a beat, and he found himself momentarily at a loss for words. He had not expected this turn of events. Jesse was a handsome dude, no doubt, and seemed like a good guy. Y/n would be down for it, but the timing wasn't right.

"Oh, I'm flattered, Jesse. Truly," Y/n said sincerely, voraciously, "But to be honest, I just got out of a two-year relationship, and I'm not looking to date right now."

Jesse's face fell, but he gave a nod. "I get it. It's too bad I didn't meet you three years ago. Have a good rest of your day."

Jesse turned the doorknob and left Y/n's office. Y/n watched him go, intrigued by his forwardness. He wondered when the next time they'd see one another again.

And Y/n found his question answered by the time Valentine’s Day rolled around. However, not only did he find the answer to his question but he found a revelation as well, a scary discovery about Stephen.

As Y/n sat in his office, writing notes, he heard a knock on the door. He called out for the individual to come in, but instead received another knock. A bewildered expression crossed Y/n's face as he got up to open the door himself, only to find no one outside. However, he spotted a bouquet of roses and a box of expensive chocolates, each with a note attached.

The note attached to the roses said, "For my one true love, Y/n. I can't wait to see you again soon. -Stephen." The note on the chocolates read, "To sweeten your day, my love." There was a heart under it.

Confusion painted a portrait on his face. It seemed as though Stephen believed they were in a relationship, despite Y/n's clear indication that he wanted to forget about their one night together. Y/n knew he needed to set the record straight and speak to Stephen as soon as possible.

His opportunity came during lunchtime when he was sitting at one of the tables outside. Stephen approached and took a seat next to him without asking, greeting Y/n politely and inquiring about his day.

A forced smile appeared on Y/n's face. "It's going well, thank you. And yours?"

"Wonderful, now that I see you," Stephen replied, reaching over to take Y/n's hand in his own. "Did you get the flowers and chocolates I sent? I know you like roses."

Y/n nodded slowly. "Yes, I did, and—"

"Shh, Y/n," Stephen interrupted, pressing a finger to Y/n's lips and running it over his bottom lip. "No need to thank me. That's what good boyfriends do."

Y/n's eyes widened because what the—? Did he just hear that correctly? Stephen thought that they were— "B-Boyfriends?"

Stephen smiled and planted a kiss on Y/n's cheek, his fingers running over Y/n's knuckles. "Yes, boyfriends. You and I, of course. Where do you want me to take you for Valentine's Day dinner tonight? I know this amazing Italian restaurant—"

"Stop," he removed Stephen's hand from his and held up his own hand. "Look, I think you've got the wrong impression. We aren't boyfriends; we're not dating."

"And why is that?" Stephen questioned, scooting closer to Y/n in his chair. "We had sex, Y/n. That makes you mine now."

At that moment, Y/n realized that something was seriously wrong with Stephen. His insistence that they were dating, despite Y/n's clear rejection, was an obvious sign of delusion. Y/n knew he had to be firm and stand his ground.

Y/n shook his head. Why wasn't Stephen getting it? "I'm not yours. At all. We only had a night together. I am not interested in pursuing anything further. I don't want to be with you. Do you understand that?"

Stephen's jaw clenched, and for a split second, Y/n saw a dangerous flash in his gray eyes. Then, Stephen pushed the table away and stormed off, muttering something about Y/n being ungrateful.

Y/n let out a sigh, feeling drained by the conversation. He hoped Stephen would finally understand and leave him alone.

But Y/n really didn’t feel like working for the rest of the day, so he took the rest of the day off and asked his secretary to reschedule his remaining patients.

As he made his way to the parking lot, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He was half expecting it to be Stephen, but he was relieved to find Jesse standing there.

"Oh, wassup, Jesse. What are you doing here? Is everything alright with Sarah?"

"Yes, she's doing much better, thanks to you. The pills you recommended worked well," he responded. "I actually wanted to talk to you about something else."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh?"

"Well, it's Valentine's Day, and I know it's a bit last minute, but I was wondering if you'd like to join me for dinner tonight?"

Y/n was at a loss for words. Sure, he did find himself wanting to get to know this guy better. But he hesitated, unsure if it was a good idea since there are ethical implications of dating a patient's family member. He could get in a lot of trouble.

"I appreciate the offer, Jesse, but I don't know if it's appropriate," Y/n attempted to explain. "I mean, you're Sarah’s father, I'm her doctor. It’s a conflict of interest."

Jesse waved his hand dismissively. "Nonsense. It’s only a conflict of interest if we’re dating, which we’re not. We’ll just be two people enjoying a meal together. What do you say, doc? It could be fun."

Well, when Jesse puts it like that, Y/n guess that sort of makes sense. Since they’re technically not dating, it wouldn’t cross any ethical lines in a literal manner.

Besides, his friends had Valentine's Day plans, and he was the only odd one out. Y/n was planning on spending the day in his living room and ordering some pizza.

"Well, I do enjoy a good meal and good company," the h/c-haired male agreed to the dinner. "Where did you have in mind?"

"There's this restaurant downtown that recently opened," Jesse suggested. "It's called Lepley's and it has good reviews. I've been wanting to try it. Sound good?"

"It sounds perfect. Shall we meet there? Around seven?" Y/n gave a thumbs up.

"Seven it is," Jesse confirmed.

Jesse walked back to his car, and Y/n entered his own vehicle, still processing what just happened. Momentarily, Y/n wondered what the evening would bring.

Unbeknownst to Y/n, a certain man with a goatee had watched the interaction. Stephen's gaze followed Y/n as he drove from the hospital, a dark look in his eyes.

XXXXX XXXXX

Y/n arrived at the restaurant promptly at seven, his heart fluttering with a mixture of excitement and nerves. He had taken the time to dress nicely, opting for jeans and a dressy shirt. Casual yet stylish too.

As he entered the cozy establishment, he spotted Jesse sitting at a table by the window, looking around the place as the gentle music played in the background.

"Y/n, over here!" Jesse waved him over.

Y/n made his way through the bustling restaurant, feeling a pair of eyes on him as he walked. He couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious, but he forced those thoughts aside, reminding himself that this was simply a nice, friendly dinner.

No extra strings attached.

"Hey, Jesse," Y/n greeted politely, sliding into the seat across from Jesse. "This place looks wonderful." He took another glance around the loud, crowded place. Valentine's Day made this place packed.

"It does, indeed," the man sitting across from Y/n agreed, brown eyes flickering over to the fish tank that was on display. "I've heard great things about this place."

A waiter approached their table, handing them menus and offering them drinks. Y/n and Jesse both ordered a lemonade.

"So, what's it like being a doctor?" Jesse asked, leaning back in his seat to give Y/n all his attention. "I imagine long hours."

Y/n nodded in agreement. "Long hours for sure. It's very demanding and a lot of work, yet there's nothing more rewarding than helping patients with health issues."

"That paycheck must be very rewarding too," he said. "With that salary, you get to live in a big house and drive a fancy car."

The waiter returned with their drinks and took out his notepad, asking them what they wanted to order. Jesse ordered a steak with a side of mac and cheese, and broccoli cheese casserole. Y/n then ordered a simple cheeseburger and fries. The waiter said their meals would arrive shortly as he took their menus and left the two alone.

Y/n took a sip from his lemonade before answering Jesse’s remark. "Well, believe it or not, I don’t live in a big house. I live in a small apartment. However, I plan on upgrading to a house once my student loans are fully paid off, which should be real soon. I also plan on keeping my Chrysler. I’ve never been much of a big spender; I like the financial stability that comes with being a doctor. But enough about me. What do you do for a living?"

Jesse explained that he works in the finance department of Stark Industries. He analyzes investments and monitors the company’s financial performance. That was simply remarkable, especially to work for such a renowned company.

Soon, their food arrived, and they dug in, the conversation flowing easily between them. They talked about their hobbies and even shared embarrassing stories from their childhood, laughing together.

As the evening progressed, Y/n relaxed, enjoying the time he shared with Jesse. It had been a very long time since he'd connected with someone so effortlessly, and Y/n found himself hoping that this wouldn't be the last time they met up.

Y/n and Jesse ordered a rich chocolate soufflé to go and decided to split the bill, both insisting on contributing. As they walked out of Lepley's, they realized that their cars were parked on opposite sides of the lot. Jesse's eyes wandered to Y/n.

"Well, I think it's time we call it a night. Thank you for having dinner with me."

Y/n smiled. "Thank you for inviting me. It was definitely better than spending this day alone with a box of pepperoni pizza."

Jesse nodded, placing a hand on Y/n's shoulder. "Happy Valentine's Day, Y/n."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Jesse," he said.

And then, the two men parted ways. As Y/n walked to his car, he felt a sense of content. He was glad he had gone out tonight, and he could say that thoughts of his ex-boyfriend were no longer at the forefront of his mind. Despite the rocky start to his day with Stephen, the night with Jesse had ended on a good note.

Or so he thought.

Y/n had just unlocked his car door when he felt a hand cover his mouth and pull him backward. Startled, he tried to push his assailant off, but the person wouldn't let go, keeping a tight grip on him. He was dragged into an alley, and the arms around him finally released their grip. Y/n scrambled forward and turned to see who the fuck had dragged him in there.

And it was Stephen. Fucking. Strange.

"What the fuck Stephen?!" Y/n shouted, his heart pounding hard and fast in his chest. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Stephen remained silent, staring at Y/n angrily. He was pissed. Before Y/n could react, Stephen pushed him up against the wall, his hand wrapping around Y/n's throat, squeezing the sensitive area a bit.

The dark-haired doctor leaned in close, their noses almost touching. "Who was that guy you were having dinner with?"

"I... I was just hanging out with a friend."

"A friend?" Stephen's lip curled. "Is that what you call it? I saw the way you were looking at him. I won't tolerate cheating."

"You can't cheat on someone when you're not together, which we aren't!" Y/n felt drained by this entire situation. This dude was crazy and needs serious help.

"Oh, we’re together. Always," Stephen pressed his body against Y/n's and dry-humped him from the front. "and forever. Stephen then pressed his lips to Y/n’s. The kiss was aggressive, almost violent, and Y/n tried to pull away, but Stephen held him in place, his hand leaving Y/n's throat to grip his jaw. "You always did like it rough," he murmured against his mouth before pulling away with a grin.

But the grin soon faded as Y/n's foot connected with Stephen's groin, causing him to double over in pain and drop to the ground. Y/n seized the opportunity to run back to his car and drive away, his hands shaking on the steering wheel. As he turned off his car engine, entered his apartment, and dropped his keys on the table, Y/n's hands were still trembling.

This was the last straw for Y/n.

Tomorrow morning, Y/n is filing a report with Human Resources and if that didn't resolve the situation, he would consider transferring to a different department. This kind of behavior cannot continue.

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Y/n was up early the next morning, determined to meet up with HR before his shift started. He was going to put an end to this situation with Stephen once and for all. It was clear that Stephen had developed an unhealthy obsession with him, and the h/c-haired male refused to put himself in more situations like this.

After a shower and a cup of coffee, Y/n dressed in a sharp suit, ready to face the confrontation head-on. He was aware that presenting himself confidently and assertively would be important to being taken seriously. As he finished tying his tie, the news played in the background — something he usually ignored while getting ready for work. But this time, Y/n turned the volume up and his eyes were wide with shock at the reporter's words.

A picture of Stephen appeared on the screen, and the reporter explained that Strange had been involved in a major car crash, his vehicle flying off the road and crashing into a nearby riverbank. He had died from the accident last night.

Stephen was dead.

A mixture of emotions washed over Y/n, but the predominant feeling was... relief. He was relieved that he wouldn't have to deal with Stephen or his antics anymore, and he could go to work without always worrying about being harassed. A smile crept onto Y/n's features as he shut off the TV with a click of the remote. He no longer had to worry about talking to HR.

Today was going to be a great day at work. In fact, it turned out to be his best.

As the months passed, Y/n's life only improved. He finally finished paying off his student loans and upgraded to a four-bedroom house, ecstatic to move out of the city and away from the constant chaos that seemed to surround his old apartment building. He received a salary raise at work, took a vacation, and even adopted a golden retriever named Max to share his new home with. His life was great, and he's going to keep it like that.

Y/n was now sitting on his couch in the living room, channel surfing as his dog snoozed by his side. A huge storm raged outside, with lightning flashing, thunder rumbling, and rain pouring down. He had just found a channel to settle on when the lights flickered and the TV shut off.

"Damn this storm," Y/n muttered.

With a sigh, the man grabbed his phone and headed toward the basement. When he reached the circuit breaker, he flipped the switch, and his lights came back on.

Y/n returned upstairs, but he felt too tired to stay up any longer. He had been dozing off before the lights went out, so he decided to go to bed. After changing into his pajamas, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and let out a small scream. Stephen Strange was standing behind him, a smirk tainting his features. But when Y/n turned, no one was there.

He looked around the room, ensuring that no one was in his house, and shook his head, thinking his mind was playing tricks on him. Stephen was dead; there was no way he could be standing here. It had to be his imagination or something.

With that thought, Y/n got underneath the covers and closed his eyes tightly. The sound of rain always helped him fall asleep faster. He entered the first stage, the twilight stage, when the man heard a weird noise that he couldn't describe. He opened his eyes to see an orange portal materializing on his bed. And he backed away very fast. What the hell was that? Just then, he was sucked into the portal, only to find himself... back in his room?

Y/n blinked. He realized that he was, indeed, back in his own bedroom, but something felt off. How had he fallen through some sort of portal in his room, only to end up back in the same place?

"Leave it to you to make pajamas look sexy, Y/n," a familiar voice commented.

The h/c-haired male stilled, recognizing the voice. No, no, no, that can't be right.

But, sure enough, when Y/n turned, there stood Stephen Strange. He was alive...? And wearing some sort of cloak.

"W-What are you doing here? They said you died in the car crash," he stammered.

Stephen threw his head back in laughter as if that idea was totally preposterous. "Well, technically, I did die in the crash, I was saved, thanks to surgery. I went to Kamar-Taj, became a wizard, and all that good stuff. The Sorcerer Supreme here."

Y/n couldn't believe this. How had this guy managed to do bad shit and become a wizard? It seemed unfair. Y/n tried to take a step back, wanting to put more distance between them, but Stephen held up his hand, and Y/n's lower body froze. He couldn't move the lower half of his body — no matter how hard he tried.

"What the hell did you do to me?" Y/n tried to run but, once more, couldn't do it.

"Just something to ensure you don't run off on me," Stephen explained, walking towards Y/n until he was standing right in front of him, eyes glancing at Y/n lips. "You know, I've missed the taste of you."

Before he could speak, Stephen's mouth captured his in a fierce, possessive kiss. Y/n couldn't move his lower body, but he could still move his face, so he turned his head to the side. Stephen gripped his jaw, forcing Y/n to maintain eye contact, and continued his relentless, demanding kiss. Finally, Stephen pulled away, his breathing ragged. "Tell me you love me," he whispered, cupping Y/n's face in his hands, his thumbs stroking Y/n's cheeks.

Y/n shook his head, his breath coming in short gasps, "I hate you so much, man."

The wizard paused, his eyes darkening. "You hate me?" he repeated slowly, his voice low and dangerous. And he looked furious, pissed. With a wave of his hand, Y/n was thrown on the bed and landed with a thud. Stephen climbed on top of him, pinning his arms against the bed. "You hate me after everything I've done for you? After everything I've given you?"

"Yes, I do," Y/n breathed out truthfully. "Because you're fucking crazy, Stephen."

"Now, that’s one thing we can agree on," Stephen released his right hand to run his finger over Y/n’s jawline. "I’m crazy for you, and you are going to love me."

Then, something weird began happening to Y/n. Longing and desire engulfed him, his thoughts filling with images of the person he hated most. No matter how hard he tried to think of someone else, his thoughts kept returning to Stephen.

"What," Y/n shook his head as if he was trying to shake whatever was happening to him off. "What did you do to me?" His vision was starting to become blurry.

"Rest now, my love. We'll talk later,"

Y/n soon slipped into unconsciousness, his mind clouded with confusion and a growing sense of unease for the future.

Stephen smiled as he watched Y/n fall into a deep sleep, his breath evening out. He moved to place Y/n's head in his lap, gently stroking his hair. Even asleep, Y/n looked good, just as he was that night.

The Sorcerer Supreme's thoughts drifted back to that fateful night with Y/n, the night that had changed everything. He remembered the way Y/n had looked at him across the crowded bar, their eyes locking briefly before Y/n quickly looked away, taking another sip from his drink. Stephen had known in that instant that Y/n was interested, and their amazing night together had only confirmed his theory—they were meant to be together. That night was literal proof of their love.

When Stephen had woken up the next morning to find Y/n gone, he had been confused about his whereabouts. But he had shrugged it off, absolutely certain that he would see his lover again soon.

And when he saw Y/n in the lounge, he couldn't resist coming up behind him and kissing his neck. God, Y/n's skin had felt so good against his lips, and he had the sudden urge to take Y/n right then and there. But Y/n had surprised him by saying that their night together had been a mistake. There was no way that night could've been a mistake. It was perfect.

Stephen knew that Y/n was only saying that because he was scared — scared of getting into another relationship. And that was okay. Stephen would give him the space he needed because he knew that deep down, Y/n felt the same way.

So, he had given him space, settling for watching him like a hawk from afar. But when Valentine's Day rolled around, the best holiday for couples, Stephen knew it was the perfect opportunity to spend some time together. Y/n had more than enough time to get over that stupid ex, and now it was their time to be together.

Stephen had also decided to get Y/n some generic Valentine's Day gifts, chocolates, and flowers, and planned to take him to a fancy restaurant in the city. But once again, Y/n didn't want to go out with him, which was starting to piss him off. After all, they were boyfriends after their night together, so why did Y/n keep insisting that they weren't? It's annoying.

However, what was even more annoying was discovering that Y/n was going on a date with someone else. Someone who wasn't him. Stephen's blood had boiled with unruly anger. How dare he cheat on him like this? He wouldn't stand for it.

The surgeon hadn't thought twice before he pulled Y/n into an alley after his date and scolded the man for cheating. Y/n was clearly playing hard to get, wanting to make him jealous, and it was working. Stephen was going to show Y/n exactly who he belonged to, which had resulted in a kick to the groin. That had been painful, but he had recovered quickly and hopped into his car to follow Y/n. He wouldn't let Y/n escape his grasp.

That's when he got into a car accident and died briefly during surgery before being brought back to life. He was then taken to Kamar-Taj, where Stephen had become the Sorcerer Supreme and the Master of the Mystic Arts. Pretty cool.

Throughout his time there, one person remained at the forefront of his mind.

Y/n.

Stephen had also realized that his love for Y/n was still strong, and he knew that Y/n loved him as well, even if he was too stubborn to admit it. Now that he was a wizard, he was going to use his abilities to bring Y/n to his new home.

And that's exactly what he did.

Stephen brought Y/n to his new home near the Sanctum, using magic to make the inside of the home identical to Y/n's old room. He knew that Y/n would love him for the time and effort he put into making sure everything was just right.

Once again, Y/n surprised him by saying that he hated him, which frustrated him.

Was it that hard for Y/n to accept their love? Well, if he wanted to be stubborn, Stephen would have to make him see it. He cast a spell, a love spell, to ensure Y/n's devotion. It was his way of making Y/n see the truth — they belonged together.

Y/n woke up sometime later, yawning. His eyes fluttered open. The first thing he saw was Stephen, sitting next to him.

"Are you okay, my love?" Stephen asked, fingers tracing patterns on Y/n's cheek.

Y/n smiled lovingly at Stephen, his pearly white teeth flashing. "Of course, I'm okay. I get to wake up every day next to you, handsome." He moved forward and wrapped his arms around Stephen's neck, pulling him into a nice, loving hug.

Stephen's smile was victorious, and he melted into the embrace, his arms coming around to possessively wrap around Y/n's waist. Y/n was finally his, and he had finally admitted that he loved Stephen as much as Stephen loved him.

He knew that some might call him obsessive or even delusional, but he didn't care. In his eyes, Y/n was his and his alone. He would do whatever it took to keep it that way, no matter what. After all — what is life without a little danger?

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gumified · 3 days

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Omgg for a part two or ‘whispers of gold’ you could do on insight on their life after escaping the dungeon.. 💕

you can even show detail about satorus kingdom and his personal life with reader being human and him taking her there when other demons consider is improper or even hate it…

You can make it fluffy like a domestic day with them stuff like that <3

perhaps a wedding/pregnancy fic also? 🤭

pairing: demon!satoru x human!reader

summary: domestic bliss after you escape <3

content: 0.7k, fluff, just a cute little drabble i whipped up <3

note: maybe maybeee i'll write a pregnancy fic if these exams let me, we will see <3 ENJOY THO MY LOVES

If anyone told you that the life you would have found the love of your life while being locked up in a dingy dungeon you would’ve laughed in their faces. Yet here you were. The world you discover was vast and filled with so many beautiful sights that you found it hard to comprehend just how gorgeous everything is. Your whole life had been spent cooped up in the tiny village you called home, now with Satoru by your side everything seemed technicoloured.

Days turn into weeks turn into months and you find yourself even more enamoured by the demon than you already are. He had teleported the both of you to a breath-taking meadow when you had first escaped. There was an abundance of wildflowers and in the middle stood a little cottage. It seemed as though he had plucked the perfect home from your head and spun it into reality.

Satoru tried his best to assimilate into human life as best as he could. There were many mornings that you awoke to the sweet scent of flowers and him fumbling in the kitchen looking very out of place. He keeps his promise, taking you to the most magical places in the kingdom. Secret glades, glistening lakes, hidden forests. Satoru loves to show off his powers, teleporting you to breathtaking vistas and enchanting places, always with a playful grin and a request for a kiss as “payment.”

One particularly memorable evening, he whisked you away to a cliffside overlooking the ocean. As the sun set, casting a golden hue over the water, you sat together, his arm wrapped around your shoulders. “I thought you might like this place.” He whispered, his voice filled with warmth.

You leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder. “It’s perfect. Thank you, Satoru.”

The seasons changed, and with them came new adventures and experiences. Spring brought picnics in the meadow, where you would lie in the grass, watching the clouds drift by, hands intertwined. Summer meant long days by the lake, swimming and sunbathing, the two of you laughing and splashing like children. Autumn was a time for cosy evenings by the fire, wrapped in blankets, sharing stories and dreams.

And now, it was winter. Snow blanketed the ground outside, little snowflakes falling from the sky as you sat cuddling in front of a fire. His arms are wrapped around your body and you lean back against his broad chest, enjoying the feeling of his warmth radiating off his body. Satoru’s chin’s on your head and you bask in the bliss that you were now so familiar with. Your hand found his and you smiled as he intertwined his fingers with yours.

“Remember when we first escaped?” You mused at the distant memory. “Feels like forever ago.”

“It does.” Satoru hummed as you listened to the slow beating of his heart.

Silence stretched between the both of you and all that could be heard was the gentle crackling of the fire.

“Satoru.” You begin softly, your voice barely above a whisper. “When I first met you, I never imagined we’d end up here. You were...terrifying.”

A small smile tugged at his lips, and he gave a short laugh. The mere sound has butterflies erupting in your stomach. “I was trying to be. Demons aren’t supposed to be comforting.”

“But you are.” You insisted, squeezing his hand tightly. “You are to me.”

He looked down at your joined hands, his thumb brushing gently over your knuckles. “You changed everything.” His voice was quiet. “From the moment I gave you my name, I knew things would never be the same.”

You lifted your head to look into his eyes, the firelight reflecting in their depths. “You changed everything for me too. You showed me a world I never knew existed. You showed me love.”

Satoru’s expression softened, and he leaned in to kiss you gently. “I love you.” He murmured against your lips, the words filled with a depth of emotion that took your breath away.

“I love you too.” You whispered back, your heart swelling with happiness that you found.

The grasp he had on your heart was tight and you knew he would never let go. You knew that Satoru would be yours forever and you forever his. The love you held for him was something you always cherished and now that you were here, in his arms, you never wanted to let him go. As the night continued, both of you drifted off to sleep. The fire continued to crackle and the light flickered. The matching gold bands the both of you had on your fingers glinted in the light, the memories of the promises you both made to each other only a few months ago.

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saintdomi · 13 hours

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ᛝ . dr. ratio x reader ୧ ౨ৎ　⠀⠀𝄞ིㅤㅤ ݃ㅤㅤfluff, gn, nudity, sfw.

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐌

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 cascade across your skin, carefully trained fingertips drawing shapes into it. His hands worshipped every inch of you; the plush flesh at your sides, your collarbone. He traces the veins in your wrist like it's delicate art; these veins give you life, and for that he is eternally grateful. He presses a kiss to your wrist where the pulse is at, savoring it, the melody of your heart which pulses through your body. The water stirs with every movement sending ripples across the tranquil surface.

When Veritas hears you call out to him, his eyes lift immediately and he straightens up. His arms snake fully around you to pull you impossibly close, and he takes in a deep breath of your pleasant aroma.

"Yes?" He replies in a hushed tone. You kick your feet back and forth under the water, he notices, like a child, adorably so. Frivolous, he wants to think, but you're so positively lively and when he sees you doing things like this he always melts.

You click your tongue and grin. "Someone's been staring a while. A penny for your thoughts?"

Veritas scoffs at your remark, though lightheartedly. "My thoughts are worth far more than a penny, as you're aware."

This reply evokes a laugh out of you. To Veritas, it sounds more lovely than a dove's song at sunrise.

"A kiss, then?" You chirp playfully. Veritas hums as if considering, but he already has his answer.

"No."

You turn your head to look at him, astonished. "Veritas!" You exclaim and jab him lightly on the shoulder.

"Two kisses," Veritas concludes. His lips curve into a sly grin as his amber eyes gaze down at you, a teasing and loving glint in them.

You can't help but huff at his words. "You could've just said that... you do drive a hard bargain, in any case, Veritas," You shoot back at him. He lifts your chin. "Is that a yes?"

Another laugh falls from your lips. Veritas rubs circles into the palm of your hand. Your reply is "Always."

Veritas's mind wanders to questions. Of all people to share constance with you choose him. You choose to exist with him, always, to tie your soul and his own soul together. While Veritas does not believe in magic he almost believes you're his soul mate.

His lips mold against your soft plush ones to capture them in a chaste kiss. He feels your grin against him and he swears he hears the ceramic stone that is his heart crack. You make him weak. The outer shell threatens to shatter, giving way to the small seed in his heart that he neglects: benevolence.

Veritas keeps his end of the deal. He whispers against your lips, "I was just thinking about you. How you fit so well against me. You're so, so perfect, the kind of perfection that this language fails to have words for."

"Aw, how romantic," you remark. He shushes you by kissing away your words.

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satorruubaby · 3 days

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—𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚢 ࣪ 🥥⊹ ࣪ ˖ ☼

Synopsis. You and Gojo decided to spend the day at the beach, savoring each moment. As the sky transformed into a canvas of warm colors, the two of you remind the deep love you shared for each other. Feeling the bond between you grow even stronger with each passing wave.

Pairing. Gojo Satoru x Reader

Content. All fluffy! Just slightly angsty in the end. Kinda suggestive? fem!reader, not spoiler free! JJK AU, established relationship, He’s love-strucked! Satoru being a cute boyfriend he is, he calls u baby tons, Satoru’s 20 and you’re 18!

W.C 1.6k

A/N. I’ve been gone for 2 months and this draft has been sitting here for like weeks by now, I was just lazy about decorating it….plus this is for ch.261:( I love u Satoru😞 IM SO SORRY IDK WHAT CAME OVER TO ME

On a cloudy, breezy day, you and Satoru arrive at a secluded beach, well he teleported you both there.

The soft pale cream sand warm under your feet. Satoru lays out a blanket, setting up a picnic under a parasol, with a bunch snacks that were mostly his sweets, but he also packed some cute bento lunches for you.

After arranging the mini picnic, Satoru leans back, pressing his hands into the sand behind him. He watches you slowly descend down the shore but you only stop at your ankle level, you were enjoying the view infront of you, the feeling of the wet sand on your feet. Turning slowly, you catch Satoru’s gaze, filled with love and admiration.

Your sundress flutters in the breeze, and he sees that beautiful smile he adores. Oh how could he be so lucky? You looked like an angel, truly the most beautiful girl he’s seen.

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Satoru stood up to make his way to you while unbuttoning his ¥178,861, white polo to reveal his heavenly sculpted abs. Your eyes couldn’t help but betray you as you check him out

“Like what you see love?” He grinned at you, his black-tinted glasses reflecting the horizon behind you

you look away and block his face with your hand“No. Not at all..” you scoff, Satoru’s hand finds its way to your waist, and tugs you forward as he leans down to your ear “Your flushed face tells me otherwise.”

He let out a small chuckle as you made a hmpf sound, “Well, I like what I see.” He shamelessly looked you up and down, the sundress hugged your figure perfectly, and he brought you that dress to make sure it did.

Your death glare made him snap out of his thoughts and quickly placed a kiss on your lips “Baby come on, let’s go for a swim before we start eating” He then suddenly carried you bridal-style which made you gasp “W-wait! I don't wanna get wet yet!” He ignored you as he made his way down the water then dropped you once the water reached above his knee, the hair you worked hours on before leaving the apartment, got wet from the suddenness of his action

“TORU MY HAIR!!!!” You screamed at him as you chased the grinning like-cat down, the water slowing your movement so you just started splashing him with water and he did the same to you but he splashed more water than you did, and that made you want to drown his stupid face. The beautiful horizon was disrupted by you and Satoru’s play-fight.

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“Baby look,” Satoru pointed at a bunny-like slug that was on the wet rocks “It looks like you” he mumbled as his finger gently stroked the little thing “How does it look like me? It’s a slug.” You grumbled, the wet drops of your bodies meeting the wet surface of the rock “Because you look like a bunny and act like a slug, cute but sluggish.”

“How am sluggish?? You’re the one who takes long to get ready because of how infatuated you are with your Nintendo.” You poked his right cheek “Ow!… well don’t act like you don’t take hours to get your hair done Baby!” He defended with a small pout.

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The two of you settled down to eat after Satoru collected shells to receive a ‘Good job’ kiss from you and made sand castles to compete with each other (You won as Satoru whined his loss)

“Babi, does the ocean have likee… brain-eating amoeba?” Satoru muffled with a mouth full of strawberry donuts, “No Toru. Don’t even wanna imagine that right now, and stop talking with your mouth full!” You scolded but that couldn’t stop the white-haired guy from his ill manners “It doesn’t? Then where are they usually found??” Satoru perked up in interest

“Well uhh—They can be found in lakes and rivers or still waters?” Your skin shivered from the thought of deep still-like waters

“REALLY??! oh god, I just recently went to a lake for a mission, and then I was levitating and accidentally fell into the water because of how sleepy I was!!! AM I GOING TO DIE, BABY??” Satoru’s worried-sad face made you chuckle a bit. You had forgotten that when Satoru gets tired and lacks focus, it can cause his infinity to turn off. You learned this about him when he told you how Toji took advantage of his vulnerable state by attacking your poor boyfriend at his blind spot.

“No Toru you wont!.. It's very unlikely to have a brain-eating amoeba. You'll be fine, Mr. Strongest." You rolled your eyes at his worried state. "Are you sure??? I can’t die without having to marry you yet!!" He whined and complained about the thought of dying without having 5,000 kids with you and his last name being yours.

"Satoru, calm down. You won’t die! And I’m sure you're able to have 5,000 kids with me soon, if I don’t die from giving birth to 5,000 babies, that is." You continued eating the sandwich that Satoru made. You couldn't help but notice that there were no bread crusts on the edges. Satoru really did take note of your dislike of bread crust on your first date, the attentive boyfriend he is. You loved him so much.

"HUH??? NO! Okay! Fine! How about 3 babies??" You let out a giggle. "Okay. Just 3 babies." He moved forward to close the distance between you two. "Promise you’ll soon be my wife and that we’ll have 3 kids together?" Satoru had a small pout on his face that made your heart melt. "Promise." You sighed internally, not expecting the mightiest sorcerer to go all love-struck on you.

"Give me a promise kiss then." You raised an eyebrow and took his glasses off before proceeding to plant a small, quick kiss on his lips. Satoru wasn't satisfied enough with it, so he held your waist and tugged you forward, causing your chest to fall against his. His lips quickly closed the distance, leading to a heated make-out session. His long, calloused fingers stroked your hair as he hummed into the kiss. His tongue invaded your mouth, and you could taste the strawberry donut he had just eaten.

As the sun began its descent, a soft, rosy glow enveloped the ocean, casting a warm hue upon the scene. The embrace satisfied your cold, wet bodies. Your devoted Satoru persisted in showering you with affectionate kisses.

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The bonfire crackled softly in the background, it’s light flickering against the semi-dark sky. Calm waves lapped gently against the shore, providing a tranquil backdrop to the night. As you gently stroked the back of Satoru’s hair, he lay sprawled across you, his face nestled against your chest, exuding a sense of peace and contentment.

“toru—…you perv.” he hummed in response, unable to process your words, so lost was he in the soothing rhythm of your touch.

“…hmm baby?” He slowly lifted his head to gaze up at you, the flickering bonfire casting a warm glow on his pale skin. “stop face planting on my chest.” you pouted at his lazy smile “s’what babyyy…” he lays his head head down again sideways “boobies so comfy like a pillow, or better than a pillow” he mumbled as he rested his eyes once again.

You flicked his forehead, causing him to let out a soft whine. He tightened his hold on you, burying his face deeper into your chest. You sighed, realizing that you could never prevent him from doing perverted things, but then you realized that the day was spent without his glasses most of the time, so you let him have the comfort.

There were moments when Satoru was like this, too exhausted to move, a painful migraine throbbing around his eye. You came to understand this about him after he began spending nights at your place, revealing his vulnerability in those quiet, intimate times.

The exhaustion came from his life as a sorcerer. Ever since his friends left him, even his bestfriend Geto, he had been facing these missions alone, and they were relentless. As Nanami had asserted that Gojo should alone take on these missions, being the strongest, to prevent others from dying due to his perceived selfishness.

You scoffed internally. Nanami and the others didn’t fail to remind Satoru of his responsibilities, and you couldn’t help but loathe them for it. It was already enough that he lost his childhood due to being the Strongest. You loved him even before knowing about his sorcery life, and you wanted to love him more, to give him what he couldn’t have. You just wanted to hold him close and tell him that everything was going to be okay.

The night sky glittered with stars, and a comforting silence enveloped the place. Satoru had passed out on you, and you chuckled at his slightly open mouth. There were also times his drool would get on your chest. The waves lapped gently against the shore, and the fire grew smaller by the soft breeze.

Satoru appreciated and loved you. You were both his best friend and his lover. He couldn't ask for more. You were everything he yearned for, an escape from his sorcery life through moments like this with you, his beautiful, loving girlfriend.

He often wished that times like these would last forever. He just hoped that someday, once someone surpassed him, he could retire. He dreamed of buying the modern Japanese house you always wanted, putting a ring on your finger, having tons of kids running around the house, and growing old with you.

Little did he know what his future held.

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tossawary · 8 hours

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I still think that the ending of "Avatar: The Last Airbender" was poorly foreshadowed, specifically the lion turtles and the energy-bending. (Not Aang not killing Ozai! I like that part! It suits the themes, it suits the characters! That part is fine. I am glad that the last airbender found a way forward that respected his people and beliefs.)

Like, I saw ATLA when it was originally airing and I thought these things kind of "came out of nowhere" at the time. I have heard the arguments to the contrary over the years and I have never really been persuaded by them, while at the same time personally agreeing that the lion turtles and the energy-bending absolutely do fit the world and lore! They are fitting elements! They work! I like this ending at the same time that, in my personal opinion, I think it was poorly established.

I think that the story BEGINS to establish lion turtles and energy-bending well enough. We meet both many other spirit beings and bending-capable animals earlier on, including the Moon and Ocean Spirits who apparently gave the world water-bending. S2 introduces Ty Lee's chi-blocking techniques and Guru Pathik teaching Aang about chakras. There are also a handful of lion turtle easter eggs in the background of some episodes, the most prominent perhaps being on a scroll in Wan Shi Tong's library.

But the story then jumps from these various establishing elements all the way to "lion turtles are real and not extinct and telepathic and can also energy-bend and Aang has suddenly mastered this new art well enough to take someone else's bending away permanently, and these relatively new elements are going to resolve the main conflict of the show". It feels like "1+1=3" to me. I think that last jump in the story is too big. Like, we're REALLY close, but I personally needed another 1 in there somewhere to bridge that final gap and get to that 3.

(Includes some fic ideas / suggestions on how to maybe add to strengthen the foreshadowing under the cut.)

The fact that a lot of people, especially more casual viewers, were really confused by the way all of these elements suddenly came together at the end says to me that, no, the foreshadowing that WAS done (there WAS foreshadowing, I cannot rightfully say that it all came completely out of "nowhere", but it) was not good enough. Or maybe I should compare it to someone presenting me with all of the necessary ingredients for a cake and then telling me that it IS cake? Yes, all of the right ingredients are HERE, I agree, this COULD be a really great cake, but... you still have to mix it all together in a bowl and then put it in the oven to bake to get that specific cake. It's not quite cooked yet.

(Okay, wow, that sounds kind of mean. Maybe I should compare it more to a missing stair? We have MOST of the staircase, I just need one last step to get to the Deus Ex Machina at the top. To be clear: I don't think a "Deus Ex Machina" is inherently bad. I often like them a lot. I just wanted a little more foreshadowing than the stuff that is already there.)

In storytelling, there's this technique casually called "The Rule of Three". (And yes, of course, rules were made to be bent or broken depending on what story you're trying to tell, but usually, these rules exist because they are effective.) This rule is also sometimes known as "Introduction, Pattern, and Payoff". (It has other names, but that's how I remember it.)

Very loosely, this rule states that an important element of the story must appear at least three times. 1. It must be introduced / established in the world. 2. It must appear again to remind the audience that it exists / and establish a pattern such that the audience begins to expect it to appear again later. (And is hopefully excited for it.) 3. Payoff. The element returns in an important way, probably to resolve part of the plot. The previous two appearances have acted as foreshadowing for this ending.

There's also a "Rule of Two" version of this general storytelling technique. Like, "If this special crystal can zap the bad guy and save the day, we have to have shown or at least told the audience that it can do that BEFORE the big final fight scene."

In regards to ATLA, no, I don't think that a scroll in a library or a statue in the background of some scene served as adequate introduction and reminder for the existence of lion turtles, so it didn't necessarily feel like a payoff for me that they solved the main conflict. (It's the "solved the main conflict" that's most of the issue for me. If the lion turtles had just appeared in another episode as a random cool thing like those sea monsters by Kyoshi Island, I would not have cared.)

I actually think that the establishment of other spirits like the Moon Spirit and bending-capable animals like sky bison and dragons can serve as a decent enough "Step 1) Introduction". Though this does not establish that lion turtles specifically exist, we have established that powerful creatures similar to lion turtles exist. But I still needed a solid "Step 2) Pattern / Reminder" that would have established that lion turtles specifically exist and are important BEFORE one shows up at the end like that.

I think that there's at least one episode somewhere in Book 1 or Book 2 that could have been cut in favor of an episode where the Gaang meets and rescues a young lion turtle baby or something.

Maybe Guru Pathik could have learned his ways FROM a lion turtle? Aang could have gone to an isolated village somewhere (with more brown people besides just Guru Pathik?) where people are living in harmony with a lion turtle, or maybe even on the back of a lion turtle! That would be cool!

Concept: Aang encounters Guru Pathik living alone on the back of a lion turtle which doesn't talk to people anymore (Aang swims down to look at its face and it doesn't even look at him), because its kind have been hunted nearly to extinction and it's tired of violence. Guru Pathik learned his ways from his old teacher, who learned from his old teacher, all the way up the teaching lineage from a person who once learned from the lion turtle itself before it gave up on the world. Guru Pathik tends to this nearly empty temple on the back of a silent lion turtle who ignores him, because he will not forsake his teachings even when the world seems uninterested in hearing them and the old lion turtle seems like it could die any day now. The people in the fishing village on the shore think that Guru Pathik is crazy and most of them don't even believe that the floating island really is a lion turtle, it's just weird geography.

Guru Pathik could also have chi-blocking abilities! We could see him demonstrate them in self-defense! He could teach a few chi-blocking moves to Aang, who could later go on to use them occasionally in Book 3, and it would have been really cool to see Aang exploring non-bending skills. We don't need Guru Pathik to explicitly name energy-bending here, but I would like to connect him just a touch more strongly to chi-blocking. Like, he IS connected already by helping Aang clear chakras, which is kind of like a reverse of chi-blocking, but it would be nice to establish Guru Pathik as somewhat capable of the opposite but perhaps not liking to use the skill.

Aang really vibes with this dying culture of pacifists, but he still has to leave Guru Pathik before he can finish the training. Later on, he can encounter Guru Pathik and the silent lion turtle again, and he can confess to them how desperately he doesn't want to have to kill anyone, no matter what his past lives say. He just wants to STOP the violence and restore balance to the world without sacrificing himself. And THEN the lion turtle could wake up and gift him with energy-bending.

Or something like that! The foreshadowing doesn't have to be THAT heavy-handed, but SOME brief appearance by an actual lion turtle would have served as a better "Step 2) Pattern" to me.

Things like chi-blocking, chakras, water-bending healing, water-benders losing their bending when the Moon Spirit was killed, and even Zuko's spiritual turmoil serve as a good "Step 1) Introduction" to the concept of energy-bending to me. The ingredients are THERE. But again, I would have liked some clearer "Step 2) Pattern" that had actually baked the cake in regards to this being a skill Aang had specifically.

The above episode concept with Guru Pathik on the back of a lion turtle could have worked as a "Step 2) Pattern / Reminder" for energy-bending.

ANOTHER option would be to have Aang temporarily lose his bending at the beginning of Book 3, after Katara resurrects him with that special spirit water after Azula killed him at the end of Book 2.

I think Aang losing his bending for at least 3-4 episodes would have been really good for him / the show. So much of Aang's identity is tied up at this point in being the Avatar and the responsibilities of being the Avatar. Losing his bending, especially his AIR-BENDING, and his connection to the spirit world and his past lives would send him into a personal crisis. The Gaang could worry over whether or not a new Avatar has somehow been born or if the Avatar powers are gone forever. The characters could confront the fact that perhaps they've been relying too much on Aang as the Avatar and what they'll do now without the Avatar.

Also, it would be really funny if Aang woke up and picked up his glider to jump off that boat, then just fell into the ocean, and Katara needed to fish him out. (Which would then transition into the dramatic revelation that he has lost his bending!!!)

Katara could use her healing abilities to tell Aang that what's happened to him feels a lot like Ty Lee's chi-blocking. Katara would then probably try to emphasize with Aang, who gets angry with her and says she has no idea what this feels like! Katara could then have a really good intimate scene with Aang over how scary it was when the Moon Spirit was killed, what it physically felt like to lose that spiritual connection, and how scared she was even afterwards about what it would have been like to permanently lose that connection to her people and her culture. Aang then apologizes to Katara and they resolve to find his bending again.

Aang then goes on some spiritual journey with his friends to reconnect with his bending and his past lives as the Avatar. Probably some partially internal spiritual journey with Guru Pathik's teachings. Katara and Toph could both talk about what bending means to them personally as different people, and also what it feels like to them as they interact with the elements of the world around them.

Aang could have some cool fight scenes where he dodges some random thugs using all of his bending skills (martial arts) without the actual bending, air-bending techniques, water-bending techniques, and earth-bending techniques, and then finally some chi-blocking techniques that Guru Pathik showed him. There could be some scene where Aang saves a kid from these random thugs and realizes that he can still do good in the world even if he's not the Avatar! Even if he's not a bender anymore!

There could also be some REALLY funny scenes of Aang trying to get Appa and Momo to teach him how to reconnect with his air-bending. Aang mimicking their movements and so on. (Sokka: "Is that... working so far, buddy?" Aang: "NO! They're terrible teachers!!!" Cue sad Appa bleating and offended Momo chittering.)

You could even do it in a cycle of sorts, where Aang reconnects with his air-bending first using Guru Pathik's teachings and his friends' help. (He is OVERJOYED.) And then Aang slowly regains water-bending and earth-bending over the next few episodes, culminating in him having to face his fears learning fire-bending again. I think you could accomplish this storyline by squeezing it into about 3-4 episodes, or else starting off with losing then regaining air-bending plus the Avatar state in the first 2 episodes of the season and then threading relearning the other elements in the background through later episodes.

ANOTHER option where Aang temporarily loses his bending is after the eclipse, because he has a spiritual crisis over the fact that he was resolved to kill someone and he really doesn't want to do that. I don't like this option so much because it feels a little too late in the season compared to kicking off Book 3 with the drama of Aang losing his bending(!!!), but it's an option.

See, if Aang temporarily loses his bending and has to find it again somehow, then the show could establish what this kind "energy-bending" and spiritual manipulation within a person looks like. If Aang has had to get his bending BACK, then it would better establish Aang then using this ability he has now practiced on himself to take bending away from another person. It's a pleasantly surprising twist that Aang figures out how to reverse a previously established energy-bending technique and successfully uses it against Ozai.

And then the ending, though arguably still in the realm of a Deus Ex Machina (which is cool), would feel more like "Step 3) Payoff" instead of "What just happened?"

Anyway! This post became way longer than originally intended! I hope this has made it clear that I like both the lion turtles and energy-bending as concepts. I think there are many elements in the show that begin to introduce lion turtles and energy-bending as Aang uses it as things that COULD exist. I just think that the show needed some kind of additional baking step in the middle to establish a pattern and use those ingredients to foreshadow that specific "an ancient lion turtle teaches Aang energy-bending" ending.

#tossawary atla #fic ideas #long post #aang #guru pathik #lion turtles #spoilers

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goodlucksnez · 2 days

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So after listening to Zen's Wav, I had a idea to continue. So I gathered some friends and we continued the story with a little nod to @instarsandcrime as well!

So enjoy the continuation!

Al//astor: @onetrickponi

Lu//cifer: @zensations35

V//ox: @goodlucksnez

See below for script!

Alastor: Ah! The man of the hour! Just the person I was hoping to encounter…Now then. Time for a little r̴̈e̷͋g̵͛i̷͊c̷̉ǐ̵d̷̃ë̴́

Lucifer: Oh no…*sneeze* Not you again. What is it this time?

Alastor: As it turns out, sire, not only do you bestow hellish grace upon your subjects, but pestilence as well! ’Allergies.’ Hah! I should have known.

Lucifer: Well if someone hadn’t insisted I come on their show with only two days notice!

Alastor: Aha-hA! If someone would answer their phone more than once a month, your nibs–

*Lucifer sneezes*

Alastor: Well. Glad to see your smoky sternutations aren’t exclusive to my studio, at least. Goodness, I do hope this wallpaper is flame-resistant.*ṣ̶͐n̸̺͐ḙ̸̽e̸̲͂z̸̩͋i̷̠͐n̴̨̊g̸̩̿* Pardon.

Lucifer: Hey! Don’t bust out my lights! I’m working on an important project!

Alastor: And now no one has to see it! Pity. :)

*Voxtech Show Theme Plays*

Vox: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most electrifying news show in the multiverse! I’m your host, Vox, and I’m here to deliver the latest headlines with a dash of charisma, a sprinkle of wit, and a whole lot of tea *clinking cup* *cup falls*

Vox: *ignoring fallen cup* Tonight on our program we will go over the most recent broadcast from the King of Hell and the less important interviewer *cackle*

Vox: Ahh how good it feels in my studio! I must say our brand is perfection, it just won't do for anything Less. Than. That. *snigger*

Vox: Unlike a certain old tyrant my studio is made for the highest of royalty. So if any princes or kings want a real experience, come down to Vees tower and I would love to give you a personalized tour from the Man in Charge.

Alastor: *sneezing* Pompous, vicious little prick…

Lucifer: Ugh.. *sniff* I hate that guy…”Man in Charge”? And they call me prideful??

Vox: I mean really you just walk in, and it’s chaos. Papers everywhere, coffee stains on the desk, *laugh* it isn't even in a proper studio but an old water tower! Talk about tacky. Unprofessional, if you ask me. But here? Every cable is tucked away, every surface polished--

[Vox continues his spiel while Alastor sneezes]

Alastor: *sneezing*

Vox:-- to a mirror sheen. We believe in excellence, not just in our content but in our environment, that that is what VoxTex is here to provide you. So, when you tune in to our show, rest assured, you’re getting the crème de la crème. Quality, class, and cleanliness–

Alastor: That isn’t even properly alliterative…

Lucifer: Are you kidding me? His place is a walking fire hazard! Or, not walking. Standing? But I know fire hazards! Man, I wish I could just…*sneezes*

Alastor: HaHAh!…Well, then I’m sure you will appreciate this next bit, Sire.

Vox: *sniffling* *sneezing* I must apologize, my dear viewers *sneezing* but it seems that even the most prepared among us can be caught off guard. It appears I’m having a bit of a g̶͎͑-̵̓ͅg̵̪̑-̷̖͠G̴̥͒L̶̟̈I̷͈͑T̵̀͜C̸̣͝H̸̖͒—nothing serious, but we believe in safety first here at Vox industries.

*Vox continues sneezing throughout his spiel*

Vox: We’re all about transparency and this is as real as it gets. Fucking bitch! I’m going to step off for a moment to take care of this, and in the meantime, we’ll be ending today’s broadcast a tad earlier than scheduled. FuckI’mgonnafuckingkillhim--Our team is top-notch, and they’ll ensure everything is handled with the utmost professionalism. Thank you for your understanding. We’ll be back on air tomorrow, bright and shiny as ever, ready to bring you the stellar content you love.

Vox: Cut it! That fucking bitch, I know this is his doing I’m gonna kill him!!

Alastor: *sneezing* *laughing*

Lucifer: Hoh yeah! Highfive!

Alastor: I beg your pardon?

Lucifer: You…you just take your hand and…uhh…*high five sound*

Alastor: Mmm I suppose. But don’t make a habit out of this, sire.

Lucifer: Eheh…okay…

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sooguru · 9 hours

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AVIDITY

©sooguru

[⌗synopsis ⸝⸝ 𝜗𝜚] when a man decides that he’ll take better care of you than your husband.

[⌗cw ⸝⸝ 𝜗𝜚] DARK CONTENT - this will be a series . stalker! geto x married black fem! reader , cheating husband toji , strong language , sex , violence (domestic abuse) , drug references , cheating (f+m).

chapter 00

─── ⋆⋅𝜗𝜚 " IN the grip of obsession, all else fades away, leaving only the burning desire for what we cannot have. "

desire. something me and my husband toji no longer shared. i tried, trust me i did, but it was pointless. he was no longer with me. his mind was elsewhere. my best bet was that it was with the colleague at his work. the one that would always text his phone asking where he was; the one that would text him saying that she misses him.

i sighed at the thought, continuing to type away at my computer screen. i send a quick text to toji saying that i’ll be home late. i got back to it, wanting to get my work done early so that i could head home at a good time. the office become uninhabited as the sun ran away for the day, the moon coming out for her daily shift.

i sighed once again, looking around the dark office. it felt like i was being watched. i shook it off though, knowing i was just being paranoid beacuse it was dark. i glanced at the time, pouting slightly.

“8 already? i wanted to get home early..ugh.”

i packed up my stuff, calling it a night. i left my workplace, walking downstairs to the car park, my car keys in hand as i walked to my car. as i opened the drivers side door, i spotted a figure in the distance, my eyes narrowing as i looked around the empty area.

as my gaze focussed, i noticed his eyes boring in to me, a blank look on his face; gaze intense before he breaks into a smile, giving me a slow wave.

he was beautiful to say the least. his long raven coloured hair, his muscular frame covered in a black suit. i watched him walk away, my lips parting slightly, unsure of what to make of what just happened. should i be scared? maybe he thought i was someone else.

i get into my car, turning on the engine as i drove out of the car park. on my way out, i spotted him once again. as i drive past, i got a closer look at what this mystery man looked like. i could see his head turn, brandishing another grin as he gave me a wink, his light brown eyes twinkling in the moonlight.

how odd? i don’t know.

once i got home, i was met with the sounds of sex. the bed creaking and slapping against the wall.

“oh.”

i stood at my front door, unsure of what to do. i knew he wouldn’t care if i caught him in the act, instead i took off my shoes; leaving them by the door before heading to the kitchen, my belly grumbling as i hoped there was some food somewhere. maybe he bought something and left a little bite for me..

who am i kidding.

i looked into the empty fridge, nothing but water in it. i sighed loudly, going to the alcohol cabinet, taking out some whiskey while i pulled up doordash, wondering which fast food place would deliver at this time.

pizza? maybe some chinese food..hm. options, options, options. i decided on just getting a pizza since it was the cheapest option. i tried my best to ignored the loud pounding followed by screams of pleasure upstairs, remembering when we used to have sex. it always feels amazing when you’re in love.

i pushed the thoughts from my head, taking a swig of the whiskey, resting my head on my hands, wondering how my life ended up like this. the opposite of everything i ever wanted. the bruise on my thigh was evidence of that.

i wanted to escape, to turn back time and choose a different path. one where toji fushiguro wasn’t in my life..then maybe i wouldn’t be stuck in a loveless marriage with a husband who’d rather hurt me than love me.

who’d rather give me bruises instead of kisses.

anything would be better than this hell.

i wanted to leave him, but every time i’d bring up getting a divorce, he’d yell and throw a fit. i was pulled from my thoughts at the sound of my doorbell. i quickly got up, taking my purse with me so i could tip the doordasher, however, when i opened the door, nobody was there. just my pizza box on the ground,

“what the hell? god..”

i huffed, grumbling as i snatched the box up, slamming the door shut, causing the noises from upstairs to cease. opening my pizza box, i discovered the strangest thing.

the pepperoni was obviously moved, discoloured patches remained on the cheese from where they once laid. the meat was shaped into a heart, in the middle, written in ketchup was ‘I SEE YOU’.

my heart started to race, unsure of who would do something like this. maybe they got the wrong address? but my name and address were on the receipt stuck on the box.

perhaps it was a prank? yeah. a couple of kids live across from here so i wouldn’t be surprised. but..it was so late. who would be pulling pranks at this hour..?

nonetheless, i ate the pizza, hearing my husband and his coworker come down from upstairs, her heels clicking as she left the house, leaving me with just him. i didn’t turn to look at toji, just chewing on my pizza silently as he walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge door to see if there was anything.

“so you only got food for yourself?”

he said lowly, glaring at me. i didn’t reply, staring down at the pizza, continuing to eat it, eating a bit faster; not liking the look he was giving me.

“stupid bitch.”

he seethed, snatching the pizza box from my hand, landing a harsh slap on my face, scoffing.

“this should teach your selfish ass a lesson.”

with that, he left with my food. my belly grumbled, a long sigh leaving my lips as i went back to the whiskey, deciding to fill my stomach with that instead. i couldn’t even go to my friend shoko’s for the night because she was on holiday with her girlfriend.

i sighed, resting my forehead against the table, crying softly, my cheek feeling hot and uncomfortable, more tears welling in my eyes because of it.

after a few hours, i stumbled upstairs, only once i was sure he was asleep. i stripped out of my clothes, stumbling into our bedroom, changing into my pyjamas before walking back downstairs. laying on the couch, i could only toss and turn, struggling to sleep with this uncomfortable bruise forming on my cheek. i sighed softly, tears welling in my eyes again, wondering why i ever let my life get this bad.

as i closed my eyes, the face of that man from earlier popped into my head. admiring his beauty from afar in that car park, although, his actions were a little odd, waving to me in the car park? maybe he was just being friendly. i shook it off, soon falling asleep to the dream of living a better life without my husband.

what a great dream.

the morning eventually came, meaning i had to get ready for work. thankfully toji had already gone to his job, leaving the house to myself. i didn’t have work until later, so i spent most of the day gathering groceries and lazing around the house before getting myself dressed into a simple black long sleeved maxi dress that clung to my curves.

it was quite warm today, so i was sure everyone would be dressed in similar attire to me. i put my heels on, hearing them click against my floor as i sprayed my perfume, grabbing my keys and getting in my car, driving off to my job.

—

upon arriving, i was pulled to the side by nanami, a bunch of files in his hands.

“good afternoon y/n, i need you to look over these files for me and hand them to mr. geto’s desk later on. he’s a new transfer from a different firm so try and welcome him as best as you can.”

“oh of course! i’ve been waiting for someone new to come, we’ve been understaffed for too long..”

i said with a pout, complaining about how our team was being overworked. nanami agreed with me, giving me a bottle of water to stay hydrated in the heat before going off to do whatever managers of an accounting firm do.

sighting, i put a smile on my face, greeting all of my coworkers, met with pleasant smiles and sweet conversation. everyone was so nice to me, i really did love working here. it was a nice escape from my life back home.

after completing the files, i walked around, asking others if they could point me to “geto’s desk”. i was excited to meet someone new, wondering what i could do the help welcome him here.

i finally found his stall, walking over to it and knocking on the wall to signal my arrival.

“hello! are you mr. geto?”

as he turned to look at me, my eyes widened in surprise.

“it’s you from the car park last night!”

i blurted out, a warm smile on my lips. it made more sense now, he must’ve seen me at work and wanted to say hi knowing we’d be working together, how nice of him!

he stood up from his desk, taking tall strides towards me, smiling down at me.

god he was taller up close.

“you remembered me?”

he said calmly. his voice was smooth like silk, his eyes trained on me, giving me all of his attention. i looked up at him, my neck straining slightly, the scent of his cologne wafting off his muscular frame; a divine scent, welcomed appreciatively by my nose.

i nodded, my lips parting slightly as i stared at his face.

god he was beautiful.

when they said he was transferred from a different firm, i half expected some old man, but he..he only looked a little older than me..maybe late twenties? early thirties? i was one of the younger workers here, only 24, so mostly everyone was older than me.

“are you alright mrs fushiguro?”

i shook off what sort of trance i was in, closing my mouth as i looked away briefly, clearing my throat. i held the files out to him, giving him a warm smile.

“i was told to give these to you, i’ve looked over everything so it should be relatively easy to input the data. we’re all happy that you’re here mr geto, especially me!”

i said softly, placing my hands in front of me as he took the files from my grasp.

as i said my words, he gave me a certain look. i couldn’t pin what it was..but it sent chills down my spine. good or bad? i didn’t know yet.

he simply nodded, turning around and walking back to his desk, laying the files down. he exuded calm confidence, an addictive aura surrounding him. i feared that if i lingered too long, i’d say something unprofessional.

“your words are extremely kind. thank you mrs fushiguro.”

“you can just call me y/n, i’m sure we’ll be friends soon enough”

i said in a soft tone. he gave me a small smile, his beautiful hair falling into his face slightly as he nodded.

“well then you can call me suguru.”

as i was about to say something, i noticed the time.

“oh no! i’ll be late for my meeting!”

i rushed off, stopping myself and running back to geto.

“goodbye suguru! i’ll see you later!”

i rushed off again, heading into my meeting with suguru stuck on my mind. he was so handsome. too handsome. what was a man like him doing in a stuffy office like this? i was now officially excited to know more about this new mystery man.

who exactly are you mr. geto?

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Chapter 2: The Fairy and the King

Blood Runs Thicker than Water - Joel & F!Reader (Platonic DBF!)

Summary: Joel takes you to the supermarket to get the cake mix he forgot to get, and treats you to ice cream.

Word Count: 2.9k

Tags: Joel is just a tired dad, Joel being a little shit of a brother, Joel not having his shit together, Joel hates sprinkles (but he gets them for you anyway), panic, Joel is just full of anxiety, Tommy being Tommy, reader is just very cute

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Chapter 2: The Fairy and the King

"Hey Dad, did you end up getting stuff for the cake?" Sarah's voice echoes through the house from the kitchen, along with the sound of cabinets closing.

Joel closes his eyes, a weary sigh escaping his lips as he mutters a curse under his breath. The little girl lays sprawled on the floor before him, diligently sketching her latest masterpiece. He realizes that he was meant to purchase a cake mix after work last night, along with the pancake mix. In reality, there was much he had intended to do the day before, but his double shift at work had left his mind feeling drained and exhausted by evening's end. When he returned home, his exhaustion got the better of him, he stumbled into bed, and accidentally slept past his alarm this morning.

Joel yawns widely, feeling the exhaustion settle over him like a heavy veil. His eyelids flutter tiredly, struggling to remain open. He brings his hand up to his face, rubbing his fingers over his closed eyelids before running his hand down his face, trying to wake himself up. Leaning back on the couch, he rests his tired limbs, just for a moment.

Why can't he seem to get even the simplest things right? The thought echoes in his head as he gazes up at the stained ceiling, the sight of the unfixed flaw serving as a reminder of yet another incomplete task. Exhaustion and frustration wash over him in waves, leaving him feeling overwhelmed and defeated.

Joel feels a light tap on his knee, drawing his attention away from the stained ceiling. He glances down to find the little girl grinning brightly up at him, her small hand offering him a colorful drawing. The sight of her smile and the gesture of her drawing melts away the weight of his exhaustion for a moment, bringing a small, tender smile to his lips.

Joel's voice softens as he examines the drawing, turning it around in his hands. His eyes take in the details of the figures - a smaller one with what appear to be wings, standing beside a larger figure resembling him. A warm smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he contemplates the image, touched by the child's depiction of him. "What's this?" he asks softly, genuinely curious about the drawing's meaning.

She gleefully points at the smaller figure with wings and proclaims, "That's me, I'm a fairy!" Then she taps the larger figure and declares, "And that's you, you're a king!" Joel lets out a soft chuckle, thoroughly charmed by the child's imaginative portrayal. His heart warms with affection as he appreciates the innocence and creativity behind her drawing.

Joel's voice is tender as he looks back at her, a fond smile on his lips. "That's mighty sweet of you, baby," he remarks, his eyes fixed on her joyous face. He watches her face light up with excitement as he suggests framing the drawing on the refrigerator. Her eager agreement brings a warm chuckle to his chest.

“Dad?” Sarah calls out again from the kitchen.

“I’ll be there in a sec!” Joel shouts back to his daughter before he turns to the little girl as she climbs onto the couch beside him.

Joel gently pats her head with a warm smile. "Why don't you do another drawing for me while I go talk to Sarah? I'll be back in a second, alright?" he suggests, pausing briefly to admire her radiant smile. With a deep breath, he pushes himself off the couch.

Joel stops in his tracks mid-step, a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he turns back towards the little girl. "Do you remember when we watched Shrek together?" he asks, his voice betraying a hint of playful scheming. Her nod confirms her recollection, and he continues, "Why don't you draw Tommy as Shrek? I'm sure he will absolutely love that. We can show him when he comes over tonight." The girl's eyes light up at the suggestion, clearly excited to participate in this amusing surprise for his brother.

A soft chuckle escapes Joel's lips as he strides into the kitchen, shaking his head slightly. He takes a moment to stick the colorful drawing onto the refrigerator with a magnet, positioning it beside Sarah's latest award.

Sarah's voice quips in amusement, her tone filled with gentle teasing. "Looks just like you. Even got your big feet right," she remarks, leaning against the counter.

Joel rolls his eyes, feigning exasperation. "Very funny," he retorts with a deadpan expression, turning to face his daughter. Despite the mock disappointment in his voice, a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips, revealing his amusement.

Joel lets out a weary sigh as he approaches the pantry, joining his daughter beside it. He begins rummaging through the cans, moving them around with a hint of frustration, hoping a cake mix will magically appear. It doesn’t. "Do we really need a cake?" he mutters, his voice tinged with exhaustion.

Joel, noticing the absence of a response, pokes his head around the pantry door only to find Sarah regarding him with a raised eyebrow. The sight of her expression makes him feel somewhat scolded.

Joel, feeling a bit sheepish under Sarah's watchful eye, relents with a weary sigh. He knows that they need a cake for tonight, and it seems the pantry won't magically produce one. So, he agrees, "Alright, I'll take the little monster to go get a cake." He closes the pantry door, resigning himself to the task at hand.

Sarah chimes in with a casual shrug, offering a practical solution. "What if you just buy a cake?" she suggests.

Joel scans the kitchen bench, rummaging through the bowl for his keys, and responds with a determined glint in his eye. "Why buy a cake when we can make one ourselves? It’s cheaper anyway" he replies, a sense of determination in his voice.

Sarah reminds him with a sarcastic jab, dangling the keys in her hand as she recalls the memory, "Dad, you burned my birthday cake." Joel sighs, shaking his head as he recalls the unfortunate incident. He had indeed attempted to bake Sarah a cake for her birthday, but things hadn't gone quite as planned.

"It wasn't that bad," he defends himself with a sheepish grin as he picks the keys dangling from her hand.

“Tommy threw up.”

Joel mutters under his breath, a hint of amusement in his voice, "Tommy is just a dramatic little shit." He slips his wallet into his pocket and heads out of the kitchen to ensure the living room hasn't turned into a war zone in his absence.

Joel walks into the living room to find the child still engrossed in her drawing, creating an amusing portrayal of his brother as an ugly ogre. He chuckles softly, his laughter tinged with affection, as he watches her for a moment.

Joel smiles affectionately as he scoops the child into his arms, lifting her off the floor. She protests stubbornly, mumbling something about wanting to continue drawing.

Joel reassures her gently as he descends the steps towards his truck. "You can keep drawing Tommy when we get back, alright? You and I are going on an adventure," he says with enthusiasm, hoping to pique her interest.

She pouts, not particularly thrilled about venturing out, and voices her protest, prompting Joel to sigh softly. "Yeah, I know, kid. I know," he echoes, tenderly seating her in her car seat. He then makes a tantalizing proposal, "But if we're both good, how about we go get some ice cream afterward? That sound good?" His words laced with a gentle persuasion as he buckles her into her seat, pulling at it to make sure she’s safe.

Despite being four, the child surprises Joel with her well-mannered behavior in the supermarket. Joel finds himself marveling at her unusually cooperative attitude, speculating that perhaps her good behavior might be influenced by the promise of ice cream as a reward. He couldn't help but feel relieved and pleased by her unexpected angelic demeanor during the shopping trip.

Reflecting on his past experiences with Sarah at the same age, Joel chuckles softly as he recalls the challenges he faced. Unlike the child now, Sarah was a handful, constantly on the move and prone to running off in the supermarket. To keep her under control, Joel had resorted to securing her in the shopping cart, ensuring both his stress levels and sanity remained intact.

Joel's phone rings, disrupting the moment. He releases the girl's hand and fishes his phone out of his pocket, carefully balancing the shopping basket in his other hand. A familiar number flashes on the screen - it's Tommy, and Joel can't help but let out a slight sigh before answering the call.

Joel's voice carries a hint of annoyance as he speaks into the phone, "What do you want?" Glancing over the shelf, he picks up a container of chocolate icing and presents it to the girl with a shrug. She smiles and nods in approval, and Joel feels a sense of relief that they agree on the flavor as he places it in the basket.

Tommy's voice taunts through the phone, his words dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, so what? I can’t call my brother on his birthday while I'm covering his ass at work? You know I'm doing you a massive favor," he mocks. Joel can't help but roll his eyes at his brother's playful jibe.

As he listens to Tommy's sarcastic remarks on the phone, Joel responds with a playful, childish display. He playfully snaps his fingers to imitate his brother yapping and mumbles 'blah, blah, blah,' making exaggerated faces that make the child giggle as she watches him.

Joel's voice shifts to a more serious tone as he addresses Tommy over the phone, "Yeah, I know. Listen, I'm just taking care of Myles' kid. Can I chat with you later?" He glances down at the girl, who has now knelt on the floor, engrossed in the array of sprinkles.

Joel can't help but feel a sense of exasperation as his gaze drifts upward, directed at the ceiling. He can see it coming – her eyes now fixated on the colorful sprinkles, and she's likely going to want them for the cake. Unfortunately, he understands all too well that most of those sprinkles will end up on the kitchen floor instead of in the cake.

Tommy begins venting about the issues arising on the current work site, listing a series of problems that have gone awry. Joel attempts to interject, offering a different perspective or suggesting solutions, but his brother continues to talk over him, caught up in his own grievances. The frustration mounts as Joel tries to maintain patience and listen to his brother's venting.

As Joel listens to his brother's ongoing complaints, he can't help but feel like time is slowing down. Picking up the cake mix with sprinkles already included, a sense of relief washes over him. This could indeed be a better option compared to having sprinkles scattered on the outside of the cake, which means less mess for him to clean up. A plan forms in his mind to convince the kid that this is a more exciting choice, hoping she'll happily agree.

A sense of panic washes over Joel as he glances down where the kid was moments ago, only to find her absence. He scans the aisle urgently, desperately searching for any sign of her among the shelves. But she's nowhere to be found. The realization that she's no longer beside him sparks a feeling of dread, his stomach tightening and his heart skipping a beat in a swift surge of panic.

Joel curses under his breath, his voice tense and filled with anxiety. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he mutters, hastily ending the call with his brother, his mind solely focused on finding the girl.

Joel abandons the shopping basket, the contents scattered on the floor as he urgently calls out the girl's name. His voice echoes through the store, filled with panic and fear. Each step he takes feels heavier, and his chest tightens, making it difficult to breathe. The adrenaline coursing through his veins fuels his desperate search as he scans the different aisles, searching for any sign of her.

This isn’t happening, this can’t be happening. She was just there, right beside him looking at the stupid sprinkles.

With a mixture of relief and panic flooding through him, Joel finally spots a pair of purple sneakers with flowers on them. The sight of her triggers a wave of emotions within him, his heart still racing as he approaches her. He can't help but feel a sense of nausea rising within him as he crouches down beside her, his gaze falling upon her, engrossed in a children's book, sitting on the sticky floor.

She’s seemingly unbothered by the chaos that had just erupted. Joel's initial rush of fear gives way to a mixture of relief and frustration, as he grapples with the emotions swirling inside him.

Joel's voice quivers slightly as he speaks to her, trying to keep his emotions in check. "Sweetheart, you can't run off on me like that," he says, attempting to maintain a semblance of calm. "You scared me, thought I lost you." The anxiety and fear he felt moments ago still linger just beneath the surface, but he doesn’t want to alarm her with his own panic.

She looks up at him, a gentle frown creasing her small brow as she processes his words. Her voice is filled with genuine remorse as she apologizes. "I'm sorry," she says softly, her words carrying the innocence and sincerity of a young child. Joel can't help but feel his own heart soften at her apology, a mixture of relief and affection flooding through him.

Joel takes a deep breath, slowly steadying himself as he gently lifts her off the ground, his grip a little tighter than usual. His voice quivers slightly as he speaks. "It's okay, sweetheart," he reassures her softly, his words tinged with a mix of relief and concern. "I just don't know what I'd do with myself if I ever lost you," He hugs her close to him as they walk back to the abandoned shopping basket,

"You didn't lose me, I'm right here." Her words carry a sense of playful reassurance, as if it should have been obvious to Joel all along. Joel can't help but chuckle softly, her laughter and comment helping to ease the lingering worry he felt.

Joel playfully agrees with her, his tone lighthearted and amused. "You're absolutely right! How could I forget that?" he chuckles, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he picks up the basket.

He picks up a packet of sprinkles on his way out.

"RAINBOW!" She shrieks and her eyes sparkle with sheer joy as she spots the rainbow ice cream, her finger pointed at the colorful treat. In her excitement, her other hand hits Joel's shoulder. He winces slightly from the unexpected impact, but her enthusiasm is contagious, and he can't help but laugh softly in response.

Joel’s playful voice teases her, jokingly suggesting, "Are you sure you don't want some plain vanilla instead?" But the child is not fooled, and she eagerly pushes him, her determination clear as she points insistently at the rainbow ice cream. The store employee smiles at the child's unbridled excitement, already scooping the colorful ice cream into a cone for her.

He orders a strawberry cone for himself before taking the colorful rainbow cone from the employee and passing it to the child. Her face lights up with delight as her fingers wrap around the cone, her smile so wide it seems like it could stretch across the entire store. Joel can't help but smile too.

Joel takes a few extra napkins from the store and makes his way to the park with the child. He carefully places her on a bench before sitting down beside her. As soon as he does, she shoves the ice cream into her mouth, excitement bubbling over. Joel watches as the sweet treat coats her face, her giggles and the messiness of the moment bringing a warm smile to his lips.

Joel shakes his head in amusement, trying to wipe the ice cream off her face, and she grins up at him, her tiny teeth glinting in the sunlight. His own ice cream is momentarily forgotten as he diligently attempts to clean up the mess, only to have it drip onto his shirt instead.

Joel mutters to himself, "Should have seen that coming," as he attempts to wipe the ice cream off his shirt, only managing to spread the mess further. He shakes his head with a mix of exasperation and amusement, but he finds it difficult to be annoyed in the presence of the child's joyful laughter.

Joel looks down at the child with a playful smirk on his face. "Oh, you think that's funny, huh?" He teases, his voice tinged with mock indignation, all while more ice cream drizzles down onto his pants. Despite the added mess, Joel can't help but grin at her infectious laughter, the sound filling the park with warmth and glee.

“Yep!” She smiles as she covers her face again in ice cream once more.

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Notes

Joel just being Joel. I had way too much fun just writing a chill scene between him, sarah and the reader tbh. Just life before the outbreak, Joel just trying to do his best by everyone. he's just being a silly dad And we all know Joel did not have his shit together before the outbreak. So i tried to bring that aspect to the chapter. Also! this isn't time-line or accurate to the shows events. As Joel went to work on his birthday and all that, but I just worked around that for the purpose of the fic.

Next chapter Sneak Peak!

“There’s smoke in the kitchen again.” Sarah sighs as she steps into the living room. He mutters a curse under his breath as he lowers the child onto the floor, stepping over the myriad of balloons. His movements are hasty as he rushes to the oven, where the cake is now burned to a crisp and black. The sight of the ruined dessert is met with a mix of disappointment and frustration, and Joel lets out a discouraged sigh as he surveys the damage.

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Adoring the weak.

Female Luffy x Female Reader.

Y’all- I might be cooking w this one- I desperately needed some lady Luffy- It honestly might fit in with the month since it’s pride month too.

I headcanon that the only thing that changes on Luffy’s appearance is his physical appearance. She has a more feminine physique and is shorter, but everything else including her voice and hairstyle is the same. That just my headcanon though, you can picture Fem Luffy however you’d want.

Contains: Modern AU. Female Luffy & Law. Female Law is also in this one, only as a caretaker of Reader though. Use of She/Her pronouns. Reader is sick and weak in this fic. Luffy’s basically hooking up with her crush in this odd circumstance. Luffy’s shorter than her crush in this one. Fingering. Pussy eating. Grinding and/or frottage. Slight use of toys. Luffy and Reader ends up together.

“Get me some bottles of water.”

Law pressed a soft-tatted hand to your temple, feeling for your temperature while she observed your pained yet pale and flushed facial expression. Luffy watched intently while her face scrunched up heavily into worry, her hands shaking a bit as she worried for your health and studied Law checking your vital signs and overall healthy appearance. Law turns back and frowns as she still sees Luffy standing there behind her, practically hovering over her and breathing down her neck.

Law knew that Luffy cared so much for you, hell she knew that Luffy had a crush on you since she made it so obvious. That’s how you were found in this state the first place, Luffy’s persistence and adoration for you made her do things that she wouldn’t do very often for anyone else. It was a good thing Luffy liked you so much and decided to walk to your house with Law tonight.

You were fixing yourself some dinner on the stove but they found your pale and weakened body sprawled out on the floor with no sighs of help or communication. You didn’t have your phone on your person at the time and on top of everything, the stove was still left on and unattended to while you were going through an episode.

It was a sight that was hard to take in…especially for Luffy. Seeing you there on the floor in your sickness state made her heart plunge down deep into her stomach. She was relieved to know that you were alright and going through on for your little episodes, but overall it really frightened her…

As she stood there staring blankly at your at your weakened state, Law snaps at her while she yells out her name to get her attention. Luffy blinks a bit before looking down at Law who obviously wasn’t very pleased with the whole situation to begin with.

“Cmon Mugiwara-Ya, go get me some water!”

“Okay okay!-“

Luffy rushes out of the room while Law continues to study your weakened state, a heavy sigh leaving her as she expresses worry for you and your health and wellbeing alongside Luffy. She couldn’t tell exactly what was wrong with your body, but judging from your pale lips and the drained color from your face…you were probably suffering from severe dehydration.

Why else would you be fainting this bad or falling immobile and unresponsive?

It was tough to tell what exactly it was but that was the highest conclusion she could draw from her rushed thought process and medical thinking.

Luffy quickly bursts back into her bedroom with an armful of water bottle, her hands dropping the extra bottle into the bed while she handed Law one of them. Law thanks her shortly after and grips the bottle cap before twisting it quickly, causing a bit of water to splash and spill out of the bottle and onto her hand and lap.

She reaches a hand out for you and presses it softly against your shoulder, your body rising and falling at a slow pace as your breathing weakened a bit more.

“Oi- Oi wake up for me. Can ya respond?” She calls out to you, her hand shaking your body just a slight bit to wake you but not too badly to the point where it’d make you feel even worse. It took a few shakes for your body to respond, and you hum out brokenly before your eyes fluttered open.

Your eyes slowly rolled down to Law golden ones and you whimper out in response as you struggled to respond or even move. Law scoots in closer to your smaller frame while she sighed out so sympathetically, her heart practically aching the more she watched you struggle and whine out.

“Drink this for me, ________-Ya…It’ll hydrate you enough for you to perk up.” She wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you up before pressing the water bottle against your pale lips, your lips leisurely prying open before you took a few weakened sips of water. Law sighs out in slight relief as she watched you drink a bit of water and Luffy lets out a heavy sigh of relief as she softly sets herself down onto the bed.

After watching you drink a bit more, Law softly rests you back down onto the bed and allowed you to fall back asleep while she stared in concern. Her hands helped fluff up the pillow just a bit to provide you with support and she scoots back before pressing her hand up against her cheek in concern.

“Is she gonna be ‘lright…?” Luffy asked worriedly, her eyes looking up at Law with disturbed eyes while Law sighs out heavily in response. Law looks down and presses a hand to her temple, her eyes softening as she stared down at the floor and then look back up to Luffy. “As long as she keeps taking in fluids she’ll be fine. M’gonna get her somethin’ with electrolytes in it though…” She finally responds, her body standing up off of the bed before she began walking over to the bedroom door.

Luffy nods and moves in closer to your slumbering frame but Law instantly grabs Luffy’s arm and pulls her away from your body which in return causes Luffy to groan out frustratingly.

“Don’t you fucking wake her up. I’m not playin’ w’you Luffy-Ya.” Law demands, pointing a tatted finger to her while Luffy nods in response. “I wasn’ goin’ to…I’ll jus’…watch ‘er and give ‘er more water.” Luffy says in a low tone, her hands pressing against her knees as she sat there beside your resting frame which seemed to be breathing steadily enough now. Law rolled her eyes and stood up before walking over to the bedroom door.

“I’m serious. Her body is too unstable for her to be doing anything that’ll make her lose her breath mor quickly. You know exactly what I’m referring to.”

Luffy blinks blankly before a bit of blush begins to dust her cheek.

“But…But Torao…” Luffy pouted, giving Law a bit of an upset stare while Law pinched the bridge of her nose.

“I understand you like her and want to be with her but for right now, just avoid any type of sexual contact. We don’t need her feeling too exhausted.”

Luffy sighs out but nods in response. Her face twisted up into a saddened expression while she watched Law turn away from her.

“Don’t force her to drink and don’t wake her up. If she doesn’t want to she doesn’t have to. I’ll be back in thirty minutes.” Law says, staring at Luffy for a moment before she’d finally step out of the room and closed the door behind herself.

Luffy turned over to you and she sighs out before pressing her hand to your head, her eyes looking intently at you and studying your features before she’d press a soft smooch to your temple. She slowly pulled away and slide off of her bed before walking to her door and opening it, her head turning back for another moment before she stepped out and cracked the door just a bit.

Luffy sighs out lovingly and turns away from the door, her mind beginning to grow all fluffy and fuzzy with the thoughts of you. Seeing you lying there sleeping in her bed made her heart flutter with joy while her pussy fluttered and pulsated within her shorts.

You smelled so nice and you looked so cute, she couldn’t help but to feel this way about you. It was a shame she had to separate herself from you, if only she could just lay with you while you slept it wouldn’t made her feel much better and worry less. She wanted to respect Law’s wishes though and on top of that, she wouldn’t know how you would react if you saw her hugging and pressed up against her body.

A huff leaves her as she stumbles into the living room and plops onto the couch, her hand grabbing the TV remote before she turned on the TV.

“I hope Torao doesn’ take foreva…”

♡ ♡ ♡

A bored and irritated groan leaves Luffy’s lips as she threw her head back, her hand pressing teh buttons on the remote as she flickered through each and every channel on the TV. Thirty minutes had already passed and Law still hadn’t stepped through that door. Whatever it was that she was doing, Luffy knew better than to call her and ask what she was doing. Then at the same time, Law never did have a sense or track of time.

A soft groan from Luffy’s room immediately alerts her and causes her to shoot up from her couch and peek behind herself, her eyes staring through the crack of her bedroom door as she tried to get a good view of you. She quickly shoots up from the couch and rushes over to the door, her body quietly sliding inside before she looked over to your frame.

A low groan leaves your lips as you slowly opened your eyes, a pained yet weakened moan leaving you as your eyes met with Luffy’s smaller frame. You unconsciously quirk a brow and your body sat up on its own, confused as to why you were specifically in Luffy’s home out of all places at such a random time.

Luffy’s brows raise in shock before she rushes over to your side with a relieved sigh, her hand reaching out and lovingly grabbing yours while she’d smile widely at your awakened presence.

“Ah! Y-Ya awake! Are ya okay!?”

“L-Luffy…? W-What happened…?”

“Torao an’ I foun’ ya on th’floor at ya house…So we brough’ ya ‘ere jus’ t’make sure ya were ‘lright…”

You slowly pressed a hand to your temple and groan out exhaustively before looking down into Luffy’s eyes, your eyes watching as she somewhat sneakily reached her hand over to a bottle of water sitting here on her nightstand. She grabs the bottle and pops the bottle open and slowly hands it to you, looking up into your weak eyes intently while she sorta urged you to at least take a sip.

“Torao said ya needed t’drink…Can ya take a sip at least f’me…?” Luffy asked politely, not really wanting to force you but at least trying to persuade you to drink something.

You exhaled heavily and reached your hand over to take the bottle from her before taking a sip of water, with Luffy’s eyes staring up at you as she watched you gulp down the water before you gave it back to her and lied back down. Luffy wipes the slight bit of water dripping off of your chin away before she looks at you, staring at you resting while you breathed slowly yet steadily.

You relaxed into her bed and she sets the water bottle down before she climbed onto after you, her eyes still focusing on you and your breathing as she focused on your breasts rising and falling with every breath.

“Are ya…Are ya gonna be alright…?” Luffy asked you, her face giving off an apprehensive expression while you turned over to look back at her with a unhealthy and ill expression. You sighed out shakily and looked away nervously from her, not wanting to be a bother yet…indecisive on whether you wanted to go back home tonight or not. “I…I don’t know…” You finally responded with honesty, your body propping up against the pillows and sitting up a bit while you looked down at Luffy who seemed to be worried.

She pressed a hand to your cheek and your eyes widens a bit before you blink blankly and slowly look up at her, a bit of blush dusting your cheeks while she stared up into your groggy eyes. Luffy hums out so lovingly, her face giving off more emotion and feeling than just the simple care for a best friend.

“Ya can stay ‘ere t’night…if ya wan’ to…Torao agreed t’stay an’ take care of ya if ya decided to…” She says, her lips softly curling up into a loving smile before she’d move her hand from your cheek. You hummed out and began to take it into consideration before nodding to her, your mind settling on the thought of having company to help you instead of being home alone without much help.

“I-I’ll stay if you’re alright with it.”

“‘Course I am. Wanna help ya feel better…”

Her seductive and sugar-coated tone causes your heat to skip a beat and you let out a soft sharp gasp before quickly turning your head away from her out of nervousness.

Luffy wraps her arms around your midsection and moved in close to you, her chin resting against your breasts while you stared down at her with your face burning into a deep shade of scarlet. You sigh out softly and wrapped you arms around her smaller yet stronger frame as well, embracing her and and reciprocating her warm body against yours while she was practically melting within your arms.

Luffy begins to shudder and she lets out a shaky sight before she’d nuzzle her face against your into your breasts.

You feel her head shifting just a bit and it causes you to lift yours to peer down at her. Her brown eyes stared into yours while you sat there staring down into hers intently yet seemingly nervously.

“Do ya need a change of clothes or anythin’…?” She asked, her voice a bit muffled by your soft breasts against her lips as she kept her face buried deep within them. You softly nodded and you watched as she pulled her frame up and away from your body hesitantly, her arms releasing from your waist before she’s climb off of her bed and walked over to her dresser.

She digs around for a moment through her pajama drawer before she pulls out a red tank top and tosses it over to you. You grabbed the tank top and steadily stood up onto your knees before you began lifting your dress up over your head, groaning out while Luffy’s eyes quickly flickered over to your frame and widened from the sight of your bare skin.

Luffy watched in silence as you pulled your dress off, revealing your lacy panties and matching bra to her while her face burned a bright shade of red. She quickly turned away as she could see you peeking over before you had set your dress off to the side in her peripheral vision.

You pulled the tank top on and brushed it down, a bit surprised that the rather skimpy tank top could fit your torso. A heavy sigh leaves your lips as you grew weak once again just from putting your shirt on alone. Luffy softly blinks towards you and walks over before she climbs back onto her bed and plops down beside you. She gives you an adorable yet innocent smile while you smiled back to her while she got more comfortable.

“M’happy it fits! It was a lil’ too big f’me anyways…” She hummed out, a little giggle leaving her as she rolls over onto her tummy and sets her head in her arms. You lied back down against her fluffy pillows and she scoots up a bit more before resting beside you, not taking her eyes off of you whilst she lied beside you and scoots in closer to you.

You stared down at her and yawned while your eyes fluttered sleepily, your hand reaching up and rubbing the sleepiness that crawled up into your eyes. Luffy wraps her arms around your midsection once again and she pulled you closer against her body, your breasts smushing up along her chin while she gives you a lustful little smirk.

A sleepy hun left your throat as your body grew warm from her comforting yet strangely arousing cuddle.

“I-I’m sleepy Luffy…” You say all groggily, a sleepy groan leaving you as you wrap your arms around her body as well, her inner mind releasing a scream of excitement. Luffy could notice that you were growing nervous, even though it was mixed in with a bit of sleepiness she could still tell you were a bit flustered all together.

She pouts playfully and moves her face in close to yours, the tip of her nose kissing yours while your eyes widen and you squeak out a bit in surprise. “L-Luffy…” You called out to her, pulling your face back a bit while she continues to be playfully persistent and move in closer. Luffy pulled a hand away from your waist and pressed it against your jaw, her fingers circling at your skin while you hiss out shakily at the sensation.

“Stay up…jus’ a lil’ longer f’me baby…”

She slowly moves in closer to you, her eyes half-lidded as she stared up into your pretty eyes while her eyes flicked down to and lips. Your body shuddered with excitement and it unconsciously gives in to Luffy’s loving affection.

An aroused sigh left your lips as you softly shut your eyes and braced for Luffy’s lips, a chuckles leaving her as you felt her breasts now pressing up against yours.

You feel Luffy’s slightly-chapped lips press against yours and a moan leaves your throat as your face immediately scrunched up out of anxiousness. Luffy mewls out and pulls away, her eyes laced with arousal and love as she stared into yours as if drunk off of your kiss.

“S’nice…Ya lips are s’soft…” She whispers, her thumb trailing across your lips as you stared down at her smaller frame against yours.

“Again…Kiss me again…” She demanded all sweetly, her words all soft in tone as she moves back in and press her lips to your again. Her lips warm and yet slightly chapped as she kissed you a bit deeper than before. Your hands hesitates as they hovered over her smaller frame but she smirks as she grabs your hand and pressed it to her waist, urging for you to touch her body.

Luffy pulls away your lips once again and she sighs out heavily whilst she slowly began crawling over on top of your body with a little groan. She smiles and looks down into your eyes, noticing as you face grew a deeper shade of red and turned more into a nervous yet needy expression. Luffy got extremely close to your face again before whispering to you another time.

“A-Again…Kiss me more dumplin’~”

She smooches your pretty lips a third time and this time you pulled her body in closer against yours, your arms wrapping around her body while muffled moans had left her precious little lips. You moan out shakily as your body grew all hot and sensitive, a hot and tingling sensation spreading all throughout your entire body as it now craved for more or Luffy’s affection.

Luffy held your forearms softly and yearned for you to just touch her body even more, her mind all clouded and full of thoughts of you while you continued to hesitate against her. She pulls you deeper into her lips and you gasp out against her, feeling her tongue slowly envelope yours while you moan out breathily in response. Her hands reaches for your breasts and she held them delicately in her rough hands as she felt and groped them all passionately yet playfully.

Her hands squeezed and felt along your beautiful mounds while her lips stayed against yours, her brows furling as a bit of drool began to spill down her chin from the deepened kiss. Your hands trembled against her body and she moved one of her hands from your breasts down to grab your hand and slide it into her shorts.

You gasp out and pulled away from her lips with a whine, her hand lifting up your shirt while the other hand slide down against your own panties. She runs her fingers against the thin and pretty fabric and chuckles as she feels a bit of slick soaking and seeping in deep through the fabric of your lacy panties. You trembled as you felt her warm fingers rubbing against your slit, the fabric sinking down into your folds as she teased at your sticky cunt.

“Shishi~ Ya body’s yearnin’ f’me…ain’t it?~” She whispers to you seductively, her lips pressing up against your collarbone before she slides her tongue up along the salty skin of your neck. You gasp out shakily and press your hands up against her raven curls, a whine leaving you as you felt her fingers pinch at your clit through your panties.

“L-Luffy~ Ah~ Y-Yes Luffy~” You moan out into her ear and she hums out erotically, her face moving in and nuzzling up into your neck while her fingers continue teasing at your pussy. You huff out anxiously and run your hand down past her shorts and into her panties, a sudden squeal leaving her as she felt your hand inching down towards her pussy. She smiles before laughing all playfully, her body quickly lifting up off of yours before she removed her hands from your clothed cunt.

She smiled while she slowly straddled you, her eyes still staring intently into yours all cheekily as she gave you a rather mischievous smile. You quirked an anxious brow to her and watch as she teasingly slides her hand up along your skin, her hand tracing through the valley of your breasts before she’d grab your shirt and began pulling it over your head.

You raise your arms for her and she pulled your shirt off before she set it off to the side, her body bending down towards her while her hands grabbed at your soft breasts once again. Luffy runs her tongue along one of your breasts before she pulled one of your softened buds into her mouth, a moan leaving her as she suckled and ran her tongue along soft and sensitive skin. You gasped out shakily and squirmed a bit beneath her, enjoying the feeling of her warm tongue running along your sensitive nipples.

“T-That feels nice~ L-Luffy~” Your breathing was all heavy and you were having a hard time inhaling oxygen due to how weak you were, but Luffy made sure to stop just to make sure your breathing could regulate and go back to normal. Luffy pulled her lips away from your nipple, a string of saliva tearing from your skin and her lips as she looked up at you with love filling her eyes.

“Tastes s’good…They’re s’soft in m’mouth~” She mewls out, her hands massaging and gabbing at your breasts before she pinched at your nipples. You whine out loudly and watched as she pulled at them, your pussy unconsciously tightening around nothing but air as you enjoyed the sensation of her fingertips squeezing them.

Luffy looks up into your eyes and exhaled heavily before she stopped, her lips smooching yours before she pulled away and smiled to you.

“Oi…Y’wanna see mine?~” She asked you, straightening out her shoulders as she sat up straight and poked her breasts out to yours. You hum out and tilted your head in question, her hands pulling you up a bit from the fluffy pillows so you could breathe a bit more evenly and sit up straight against her body.

You watched as she eagerly lifted up her shirt, her breasts spilling out as she pulled her shirt all the way off. Your brows raise in surprise as you see an X-shaped scar covering across the valley of her breasts, the scarred skin rather rough in texture in contrast to the softer skin of her breasts.

You moved in close and stared down at it, your fingers touching at the scarred skin while she flinched slightly and mewled out.

“…Such a big scar…A pretty one too~” You whispered to her, your eyes staring down at her scar while held and groped her breasts softly in your palms.

Luffy reaches for your one of your hands and grabs it before she move sit up presses it against the scar, your fingertips tracing along the scar while she shuddered a bit at your touch. “Wan’ ya t’touch me ‘ere…S’sensitive right ‘ere dumplin’~” She moans out sweetly to you, her eyes shutting softly before she winced and let out another soft moan.

She mewled out at the feeling of your soft and warm fingertips against her scarred skin, her eyes slowly opening and watching as you pressed light ad sweet smooches against the valley of her breasts. She lets out a loving gasp and her face grew hot as she pressed her hand against your temple and along your soft strands.

Your hands massaged at her breasts while she gasped out shakily, adoring the feeling of your hands touching her and making her body feel good from all the toughs. A heavy mewl spills past her throat as she felt you reach down to squeeze and pinch at both of her nipples. “Hahh~ S-Squeeze ‘em h-harder f’me dumplin’~” You hear her whimper, her back arching as she watched you touch and squeeze her hardened buds.

You giggled and pressed your lips against hers, one of your hands trailing down from her nipple into her panties and teasing at her clit while she hugged you close to her body. She sighs out angelically and pulls away from your lips before she’d lay you back down onto the bed, her hands reaching down and slipping off her shorts and panties in one go before she’d slip your panties off as well.

Luffyy moans out at the sight of your sticky cunt and immediately dips her head in between your legs, her mouth latching onto your pussy without hesitation while you yelp out suddenly at the feeling of her tongue running through your folds.

Her hands reached up to your hips and she groans out heavily as she yanks them up far into her mouth. Luffy pressed sticky smooches against your clit, and her tongue began rolling circles along her tongue running circles along your clit repeatedly while you bit your bottom lip in pleasure.

“O-Ohhhh~ L-Luffy~” Your back arches a bit as you watched Luffy eat your pussy so hungrily, her brows furling and she stuffs her tongue past your entrance and deep inside of your cunt. Her tongue nudges up against your sweet spot damn near immediately and you let out a sharp gasp whilst beginning to grind your hips up against her face unconsciously.

Your hand reached down to her temple and your fingers run through her curls, a whine uncontrollably spilling past your lips as you watched her slob and suckle on your pussy. She moans into your pussy and you whine out shakily, your hips unable to sit still due to the pleasure of her tongue deep wriggling deep inside of your pussy.

“God, ya s’fuckin irresistible~ Ya know how long I’ve been…wantin’ t’do this w’ya…? How long I’ve been wantin’ t’feel ya lips against mine?~ T’feel ya fuckin’ body against mine?~”

Luffy hesitantly pulled away from your cunt, a string of slick mixed with saliva tearing from her lips and your cunt while her chin grew sticky from your juices. You blushed deeply and pulled yourself up a bit whilst she rests her body beside yours, her fingers reaching down between your legs and running up against your soaking slit.

You huff out shakily at the contact of her fingers running through your pussy and you stared into her eyes as she stuffs her digits deep inside of you, a snicker leaving her as she felt your warm velvety walls enveloping her fingers. “This slutty pussy of ya’s adorin’ m’fingers deep inside, ain’t it dumplin’?~” She whispered to you, her eyes glimmering as they watched your face contort from the pleasure of her fingertips kissing your bundle of nerves.

You held your leg up and gasped out as Luffy shoved her digits deeper inside of your cunt, her leg wrapping around your other leg to keep you spread open while you struggled to stay still against her.

Your back had arched up off the bed and your voice grew rather loud yet heavy as you relished in her fingers deep inside of your soaking cunt. Her fingers scissored inside of you slowly and you whimper and rested your chin against her temple, a few soft moans leaving her lips as well as she listened to the sound of your delicate moans run through her ears like music.

Luffy could feel her pussy fluttering around nothing as she felt your walls tighten around her digits and suck them in even deeper inside. “Mmhh~ L-Luffy, d-deeper please~ I need them deeper inside~” You pleaded, your body moving in closer to hers before you smushed yourself closer against her, making her groan out in ecstasy from the heat emitting from your body and warming her up.

“This as deep as they can go baby…” She said so sorrily, her eyes looking down to your pussy with her digits knuckles deep inside of your of your sticky hole. A sigh left her slips as she slowly removed her hand, your essence spilling and dripping off of her scarred fingers while you let out a stressful moan.

Luffy smiled and gave you a kiss before sitting up, her body sliding off of her bed in excitement as she slowly stood up and wobbled a bit before humming out. You could see her inner thighs glistening a bit as they shine in the moonlight through her curtains, her pussy was dripping with slick and arousal as she stared down at your body.

“W-Wait righ’ ‘ere, I…migh’ have sum that’ll help ya…” She says, motioning for you to stay still on the bed while she slowly steps backwards before turning around and walking over to her dresser. You watched as she slides one of the drawers open and began digging around for something, a few groans leaving her as she went and reached her arm deep inside to grab whatever it was she was looking for.

Your eyes trail down her body and your face grew a bit hot as you got a glimpse of her bare behind, your eyes quickly glancing away as you notice the slightest movement of her turning around to you. Her head tilted down a bit as she looks closely at whatever object she held in her hand.

“Luffy…?” You call out to her and lifted your head up, a bit of curiosity brewing up within your mind as you wondered what exactly she was looking at.

Luffy lifts her head immediately at the sound of your voice calling for her and she turns around to face you before she revealed the object in her hand. “Mmh…Wanna try this?” She asked so openly, giving you her usual innocent expression while she revealed the silicone toy she held in her hands.

Your eyes widens and your face grows a deep shade of scarlet as Luffy shows you her double-sided dildo, your heart beginning to pound and you covered your face out of embarrassment while she walked back over to you with snickers leaving her lips.

“W-Well…If you w-want to…” You say in such a flustered tone, your body sitting up while Luffy climbs back onto the bed. “Shishi…Ya didn’ expect m’ta have sum like this yeah?~” Luffy asked you, her tone of voice all playful as she handed the toy over to you. You hesitate to touch it but she waves her hand in the air before letting out a little chuckle.

“I ain’ use it yet! This really m’first time usin’ it…by m’self or w’anyone at all…” She admitted, her face growing a bit dark as a bit of blush dusts her cheeks. You blinked a bit before smiling softly and grabbing the toy, your eyes trailing down to look at it while Luffy rested her hands in her lap. “I-It’s pretty big Luffy…I don’t use toys often neither are they this size…” You said all softly, your eyes observing the you while she glanced at you all seductively.

“Well…How else is it supposed the reach th’right places, Y’know?~”

Luffy takes the toy back into her hands before she softly pushed you back down onto the pillows, a gasp leaving you while your body flops back down onto the fluffy cotton with a flustered gasp. You look down and watched as she runs the toy up against your soaking slit, your body shuddering from the cold silicone kissing your warmth.

Luffy drools out onto your slit to add a bit more lubricant before she took your end of the toy past her lips, a hum leaving her as you watched her take it down her throat before she pulled it out of her mouth with a little gasp.

Luffy bites her lip and aligns the toy against your entrance, her eyes looking into yours and making sure you were comfortable before she steadily began sliding the toy inside of your cunt. You gasp out shakily at the sudden stretch, watching as the toy began stretching your pussy open while Luffy watched and hums out in response.

She moves her hips in closer to yours and pushed the toy into your cunt just a bit more, causing your voice to spill out unconsciously before she hovered her hips over her side of the toy. Luffy pressed her hands against your thighs and spreads your legs open a bit more before smiling to you, licking her lips a bit while she basked in the sight of you beneath her body. Luffy drools out onto her side before she lowers her hips onto her side, a gasp leaving her lips while she moves her hips in and stuffs the toy deeper inside of her pussy.

“Hold m’hands~ W-Wanna hold ya hands~” She mewls out to you, her brows furling while she felt her cunt ghosting over against yours whilst on the toy. You grab her hands and waffled your fingers with hers before she’s began bouncing her hips just a bit, the toy kissing both her cervix and yours and causing you to whine out. The more Luffy moved her hips against yours, the farther it went inside of your pussy and smooched at your bundle of nerves.

You whine out loudly and press your hands against her shoulders, your body rocking a bit already from the quick and needy movements of her hips against yours. “N-Not so fast- L-Luffy!~” You whine out to her, your eyes shutting tightly while your brows began to furrow from the pleasure already clouding your mind. Luffy huffs out heavily against your skin, her knees setting into the mattress while she repeatedly yet desperately thrust her hips up against yours.

You let out heavy breaths and arched your back a bit, feeling Luffy’s hands grab at your waist while she whines out and bit her bottom lip. “F-Feel’s s’good~ D-Does it feel g-good f’ya too?~” She asked, her whines echoing into your ears as her body shuddered against yours. You nodded and hum out in ecstasy before wrapping your arms around her. Pulling her body up into yours and causing your breasts to smush against each others.

Luffy pressed an open-mouthed kiss to your lips and you mewl out before kissing her back, your arms wrapping around her neck while she moans out at your affection. “L-Love ya~ L-Love ya s’much~” She gasps out into your lips, her lips curling up into a smile as she pulled her mouth away from yours. “I-I love you m-more L-Luffy~” You exhaled heavily, your body growing fatigued but high off of the pleasure of Luffy’s hips repeatedly thrusting against yours.

Luffy’s hand trailed up from your waist and back to your breasts, her finger teasing at your still softened buds while you melted at her touch. You sigh out heavy as your face twists up in ecstasy, your toes curling as whilst you scratched your nails against Luffy’s upper back.

Luffy groans out and readjusts herself up against her of the toy, her hands propping her frame up while she continues to thrust her hips and fuck herself on the toy.

You grip the soft quilt beneath you and began moving your hips up into hers, causing Luffy to crack a little smile while as her eyes watched the silicone toy slide in and out of both her pussy and yours. “Y’look s’cute~ Ya suckin’ in th’toy deep inside~” She hummed, her eyes seductively glancing up into yours while you nodded in response.

“I-It’s feel’s so good, b-but I c-can’t keep up m-much longer~” You whimpered, your eyes half-lidded while you struggled to keep yourself under control and composed.

Luffy’s hips stammered a bit before coming to a complete stop, her hands grabbing yours while you inhaled heavily and relaxed your hips. Luffy stares at you intently and she smiles before she scooted back off of the toy just a little.

“Ya wan’ me ta do all th’movin?”

“I-I don’t want you to do everything Luffy…”

Luffy lets out little mewl as she pulled herself off of the toy all together, your eyes fixated on her pussy sliding off of the silicone before they flickered up to her biting her bottom lip. She groans out and grabs the sticky end of the toy before pulling it out of you, a gasp leaving you as you watched her pull it out of your cunt before she’d set it aside.

Luffy mewls out and grabs one of you legs before setting it against her breasts, her cunt smooching up against yours while she looked deep into your pretty eyes. “‘Ere…Lemme do all th’movin’ f’ya…” She says sweetly to you, her hands relaxing against either side of you whilst you relaxed there and gave her a sweetened yet worried expression.

“B-But- Luffy!”

“Shhh…S’alright baby~ I gotcha~”

Luffy grinds her cunt up against yours, her back arching a bit while she gave you a little smirk. Her labia was practically kissing yours and a hum leaves her throat as she softly began grinding her hips up softly along yours, grinding her pussy up into yours. “Wanna feel ya pussy up ‘gainst mine~ N-Need ta feel ya pussy ‘gainst mine s’badly~” Luffy says so desperately to you, her brows furrowing a bit while she grinds her swollen yet sensitive pearl up against yours.

You mewl out so preciously to her and began melting beneath her, her pleasurable face making you moan out soft while she rut and grind against your cunt like as if she was in heat. The sight of her slick mixing in with yours made you grow all flustered and you sigh out heavily before throwing your head back and curling your toes as the feeling of her clit rubbing at yours.

God her pussy just felt so good grinding along yours, her clit continuously rubbing and nudging up your clit which makes you release your voice out angelically yet unconsciously for her.

“Oh Luffy~ Y-Your pussy feels so g-good against mine~”

“Yours does too~ Ya pussy s’sticky ‘gainst mine~ M-Migh’ cum s-soon~”

You pulled her into your embrace and she huffs out heavily while she buried her head within your breasts. You slide your hands down her body and ran up along her back, the soft feeling of your palms and fingertips touching her skin making her shudder.

“Oogh~ K-Keep touchin’ me~ M-M’gonna cum if ya keep touchin’ me like that dumplin’~” Luffy gasps out, her eyes rolling up while her hips began to increase in speed. Your moans grew louder and lengthy the more you’d felt her pleasuring your cunt with hers, her hips stammering a bit and growing a bit sloppy as if she was close.

You let out a sweetened gasp and pressed a hand to her temple, a groan leaving you as you felt your cunt tightening and fluttering around nothing. Your back unconsciously arching and you huff out heavily as your body began to tremble a bit. You let out loud heavy breaths and and bit your bottom lip, your face scrunching up as you felt your orgasm rushing up through your body.

Luffy looks up and noticed the distress in your face and she smiles as she pushes you down farther into her pillows and moved her hips up higher against yours. “L-Luffy!~ Oh Luffy~” You whimper out her name desperately and she smiles and huffs out shakily as she moves her hips at an immaculate pace.

“Gonna cum? Ya gonna cum baby?~” She asked teasingly, her words spilling out heavily while she stared down at your adorable yet slightly broken face. “Y-Yes! I-I’m so close~ M’gonna cum!~” You huff out heavily, your hands gripping the pillows tightly while you threw your head back and trembled against her.

Luffy lets out a heavy mewl as her walls begins to squeeze and flutter, her cunt pulsating while she began to clench her teeth and wince from the overall ecstasy she was feeling. Her hands reached out to your face and she grabs your cheeks before pulling your lips into hers, a moan leaving you both as she did.

You wrap your arms around her neck and she wraps her arms around her body, gasping out before she pulled her lips away from yours. You continued to breathe heavily and shudder against her, your body growing a bit lightheaded and dizzy while your eyesight began to blur. “Mhhh~ Luffy~” You gasp out all faint and let out another weighty exhale as your grip began to slip and weaken against her skin.

Luffy lifts her head and pulled you closer, trying her best to just quickly pull an orgasm from you and chase her high in the process. “Almost~ A-Almost there~” She hums out against your skin, her brows furling while her hips began to falter just a bit. You nodded and sighed out, your hand running up beneath her curls while her continued to watched her.

“I-I’m close Luffy…I’m right there~” You say weakly, your fingers continuously combing through her hair while she mewls out at your touch against her temple.

“Gonna! G-Gonna cum~ Fuck m’gonna cum!~” Luffy whimpered, her nails scratching along your back as she whines out and and shuts her eyes tightly. Her face scrunches up tightly and she shudders before moaning out all sweetly, her body shooting up as she arched her back.

“C-Cummin’!~ God, m’gonna cum!~” Luffy gasps out loudly and waffle her hands with yours, her mouth releasing uncontrolled erotic moans as she felt her cunt ready to gush out onto yours. You held on tight to her hands and whine out shakily, urging her to finally release so you could cum onto her cunt.

“C-Cum Luffy~ I-I’ll cum with you!~” You groan out and slowly tilt your head back before exhaling weakly, your eyes rolling out as you felt your pussy creaming against hers without much warning. Luffy smiles and grinds her hips a few more times against yours before she’d finally cum, her pussy squirting her cum out onto yours and coating your slit in her sticky essence.

You mewl out at the warmth of her sticky cum coating your cunt and you sigh out shakily while you stared up into her eyes. She gives you a loving smooch and hums out before wrapping her arms around your body once more and resting her head down onto the soft skin of your breasts.

Your face fell rather pale and you let out a shaky gasp before falling back into the pillows, your grip with her hands immediately weakening which causes her to immediately fall into sudden alert.

“O-Oi! Y-Y’alright? B-Baby!? Dumplin’!?” Luffy’s eyes widens and she shoots up from your body and immediately cups your face, her eyes staring deep into your fluttering one’s while you struggled to respond. Luffy plunged deep into panic mode and a few worried moans released from her throat and she checks your pulse and blood flow.

“D-Dumplin’! Oi!” Luffy begins to hyperventilate as she watched your body fall stiff, your breathing rather steady yet your response still dry and quiet. You slowly lifted your hand back up and she grabs it before moving in closer to your face. “W-Water…Luffy…” You groaned out with a frail voice, your words slowly coming out with slight raspiness spilling out past your lips.

Luffy snatches a water bottle off of her nightstand and pops it open easily before wrapping her arm around your frame and pulling you up against her. She softly pressed the bottle against your pale yet pretty lips and she watched as you gulp down about half the bottle before lying back down.

A heavy exhale spills from your lips and you lied there while Luffy lifted herself off of your body and lies down beside you. She stares into your eyes and you stared down at hers, her lips cracking a little smile before you’d softly smiled back. Luffy pulled you close and hummed out so lovingly, her face burying into the soft yet sticky skin of your neck while you held her hand.

“I…I like ya…dumplin’…” Luffy whispered to you, her hand moving up as she whispers those words to you in such a serious yet adoring tone. Your eyes softens and you sigh out in adoration before giving Luffy a deep kiss to her semi-chapped lips, your hand feeling against her scar along the valley of her breasts.

Luffy mewls out suddenly and bites her lip while her face twists up at your touch, the sensation of your fingertips along her sensitive scarred skin making her tremble once again.

“I love you…Luffy.” You giggled, your finger playing at her nose while she blushed at yours cute little gestures. Luffy held you in her embrace and she hums out at your warmth against her, her eyes fighting her sleep as they fluttered tiredly.

The sound of the door opening alerts you both and you immediately turned your head while the light began to shine into Luffy’s bedroom through the crack of her door.

“Alright, I got more fluids and electrolyte drinks. Is she alright?-“

Law stood there for a moment to proceed what she was staring at before she huffs out as her bags fell from her tatted-hands, her head slowly beginning to shake unconsciously before she’d groan out and ouch the bridge of her nose.

“Really? Ya couldn’t wait until I got home?”

“Y-Ya took too long Toraoooo.”

“I wasn’t even gone for that long, what the hell did I tell you before I left?”

“Wanted to make ‘er feel better Torao…”

“Dammit Luffy-Ya! She coulda passed out again! Th’hell is wrong with you!?”

“I like ‘er Torao…”

“I don’t give a damn if you like her or not! You were supposed to be making sure she was feeling better!”

You and Luffy look to each other and watched as Law groans out and pressed a stressed hand to her temple.

“Why did I agree to take care of her here at your house…? I could’ve just took her to the clinic if anything.”

Luffy held you close in her arms and you mewl out exhaustively while Law exhaled dramatically yet irritably at the sight of you both hugging. “Good god, just cover up will ya? I don’t want to see you both smothered in your own mess.” She huffs out, her eyes quickly glancing away as she tipped her hat down along her head. A bit of blush dusted her cheeks as she waited for at least one of you to get up and put some clothes on while she stood there.

Luffy shot up and grabbed a fleece blanket off of her bed before throwing it onto your body. You mewl out at the sudden warmth and snuggled deep into it while you waited for Luffy get back in bed so she could warm you up even more. “I got ‘er Torao! M’takin’ good care of ‘er.” Luffy says, giving Law a thumbs up and crawling underneath the blankets.

Law gave Luffy a stern expression before sighing out and shaking her head once again, her hand carrying the drinks inside of Luffy room and causing her to stand by your bedside.

“At least…at least you’re feeling better. Just…take it easy and drink more fluids please…Ya still look a bit pale.”

“M-Mhm…!”

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