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yandere-writer-momo · 1 day

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Thinking about a Yandere vampire. Specifically, the beautiful kind that shape-shift into giant, humanoid bat creatures. The hopeless romantic vampire who cannot forget his human lover when he was once human…

Yandere Vampire who was oh so thrilled when you knocked at his door and shivered on his steps. What a scrumptious morsel you were! So soft and tender looking… he couldn’t wait to eat you. Your tears fell as you babbled about how you were thrown off your horse that was spooked by a pack of wolves and you ran towards his manor in hopes of safety. You were simply out looking for your lover. You were lucky to escape those damned werewolves! Those mangy mutts always laid their paws on most of the prey around here… which made you all the more scrumptious.

Yandere Vampire who invited you into his humble abode and ushered you into his living room to warm up at the fire. You couldn’t help but feel suspicious of his overly friendly smile and his incessant touching. Why did he dress up like he was from the Victorian era? And his accent was so thick… was he Romanian perhaps?

Yandere Vampire who gives you a fresh set of clothes and tells you that he has a spare room in the west end of the manor. You’re very grateful to him and even give him a soft smile that caused his chest to stir. When was the last time he’s had pleasant company? He couldn’t remember since it’s been so many years since a meal came to him…

Yandere Vampire who found himself sitting beside you as you asked him about his life. He was flattered that you showed interest in him. He didn’t find himself that interesting of an individual since he’s spent a millennium alone. Yet you seemed so happy to hear about his hobbies and book collection. The way your eyes sparkled and your cheeks flushed made him miss the days he was once human… but he could not let your human innocence enrapture his lonely heart. He must feast on you. It’s the way of living after all. No matter how strikingly similar your appearance was to the love his life.

Yandere Vampire who begins to feel more hesitant when you laugh and smile. Your mannerisms were so similar to a lover he had when he was human… it couldn’t be, right? There was no way they had returned to him… he was a monster now.

Yandere Vampire who sneaks into your room when you’re fast asleep. You were completely oblivious to the way his cold hands roamed your body as he dragged his fangs across your delicate neck. He’d make your death quick and painless… yet he couldn’t help but want to check to see if you really may be a reincarnation of his lover. What if you were? Would you be able to love him again?

Yandere Vampire who choked back a sob when he found a birthmark on your skin that was the same as his dead lovers. They were back to him… at long last, he wouldn’t be alone!

Yandere Vampire who leaves your room in a hurry in a cloud of black smoke. The vampire rushes to his room so he can stand on his balcony. His pale hands grab the metal rails as his body sprouts white fur and white bat wings spring from his back. He needed to feast but he wouldn’t feast on you. No, never you… his beloved.

Yandere Vampire who raids a nearby village and savagely feasts. He needed to build up his strength so he’d be able to turn you into a vampire as well! He couldn’t lose you again… not when he finally had you in his possession once more. He wondered if you’d remember him if he showed you all the portraits he had painted of you over the years.

Yandere Vampire who began to fantasize of all the ways he’d make love to you. Of how he’d litter your body with bite marks and bruises so you’d always have his ownership on you. Gods it made him breathless imagining being with you in this monstrous form. He wondered if yours would be more beautiful than his… he could hardly contain his excitement!

If only he was aware that you had a lover already who was his sworn enemy… a werewolf.

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callieisto · 2 days

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Jason Todd who calls you ‘darling’ and ‘sweet thing’ when he’s mad and is fucking you into the mattress vs Jason Todd who calls you ‘mouse/mousie’ while he’s all up in your guts missionary and is kissing all over your exposed skin. Pick your fighter

#jason todd x gn!reader #jason todd smut #Jason Todd #jason todd x you #☆cal writes!#dc comics #gn reader #gn smut #jason todd x reader #I need him bad #he’s so delicious guys #need him bad!

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kensuio · 3 days

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𝐚/𝐧: imagining satoru being obsessed with you is just uwaaaaa (＠_＠)

𝐜/𝐰: obsessive gojo, gn reader

it started off sweetly with him bringing up the idea of sharing locations on your phone in case something happens to one of you. “this way, if you’re ever in trouble i can help you and make sure no one lands a hand on you. alright? no one will hurt you.” he says with a smile, you just nodded your head and agreed.

how could you disagree when his big crystalline eyes shined with love everytime he looked at you. this was just the beginning. text messages of: “where are you?” “i miss you so much.” “come see me.” “i see you’re still at work, come home.” you couldn’t help but just smile cause it’s obvious he missed you, what boyfriend doesn’t miss their baby?

when he finally saw you it was over. his dick pounding into you from the front in missionary. he had one rule whenever you fucked. keep your eyes on him. if you looked away, he fucked you harder and longer, overstimulating you with every press of his dick against your insides. he was relentless, you’ve already learned your lesson once. satoru ended up overstimulating you for hours on end until you begged and begged him babbling a bunch of “i’m sorry sir” “promise i won’t do it again” “please can i cum?” and he let up.

oh but when he’s pissed at you? you’re fucked. it’s only ever backshots. his left arm wrapped around your chest, the other stabilizing him on the bed. the pace at which he was fucking in you was indescribable. he was being rougher than usual. “don’t you dare fucking look at anyone the way you look at me. i’m the only one for you, got it? tell me.” he eases up for a moment.

“f-fuck im… im close s’close sato—” your words being cut off by now both of his arms holding you up against his chest, his dick pummeling you from behind. “i didn’t ask all that, tell me— fuck— you’ll only look at me and no other man. you fucking loved all the eyes on you today, didn’t you? t-tell me.” he stutters out, his clear goal wanting to make you dickmatized so that he can be the only one to fuck you the way you want, but you clenching around him so tight like that almost makes all the work worth it.

satoru definitely knows how to fuck you so he’s the only man you’ll ever need and his cocky ass knows it.

#jjk x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jjk smut #satoru x reader #gn reader #˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ bimbo diaries

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thegnomelord · 24 hours

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i want more conventional werewolf soap and bloodborne werewolf reader but like.... wolf behavior and interaction edition

fully platonic or just non sexual pack interactions

maybe reader is older and treats soap like their pup or just a youngster in the pack idk i just think it would be cool

I can see Johnny taking his presumed pup status and running with it. You're far older than you should be, beast blood coursing through your veins with as much fervor as it had a few centuries before. So Johnny is a pup to you, and even with the beast blood always begging for bloodshed, your werewolf nature commands you to be careful with pups.

Soap gets away by being annoying, tugging on your shaggy fur or snatching an article of your clothing and dashing away, wagging his tail when you chase after him. Or he'll saddle up on the couch and scoot his ass until you're almost pushed off the side of the couch. And when you snap at him, blood and spit frotting at your mouth, all he has to do is whine and you're calming down. Of course, then Johnny is stuck with your half flayed monstrous body curled around him, wide tongue smoothing down his mohawk and preening him.

Or he'll whine about still being hungry after a night of being forcefully transformed by the full moon, and you're by his side sliding a plate stacked with raw meat in front of him. You just watch him eat, humming absentmindedly while Johnny shovels the food into his mouth like a vacuum.

Or when the beast blood turns too strong and you end up fully transformed and segregated from the others until you can calm down, Johnny's the only one who can get close. You'll growl and snarl as his human body nears you, only to quiet down when Johnny transforms into his wolf form. His wolf is smaller than yours, more inline with actual wolves than the chaotic mishmash of limbs and fur your body is. He licks at your muzzle, swallowing down the blood staining your snout, and before you know it you're curled around him in a snuggle pile, both of you sleeping through the night and long into the day.

#gnome's tea break #gnome correspondence #cod mw2 #x reader #soap john mactavish #john soap mactavish #john soap mctavish x reader #gn reader #bloodborn reader #monster cod au #monster 141 au #cod monster au #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod x reader #trinckets of the hoard

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niki-phoria · 2 days

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CAN YOU KISS ME MORE?

pairing: kamo choso x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 520

notes: writers block is crazy i spent three days on this and i still don't like it lmao, this is not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes, title from doja cat & sza - kiss me more

the morning is filled with the noise of birds chirping and hues of blue and pink painting the sky. sunlight battles with your blinds, entering your bedroom through the cracks and casting a golden glow across the entire room.

“good morning,” KAMO CHOSO smiles brightly at you. in the light of dawn, his face is still a little puffy from sleep. the oversized t-shirt he wears to bed hangs loosely off of his frame, the fabric wrinkled in various places.

“morning,” you whisper in return; your voice is raspy and drips with tiredness.

choso reaches over, carefully brushing a few stray strands away from your face. his voice remains low with none of the usual urgency or edge permeating his words. “did you sleep well?”

you nod, reaching over to take his hand into your own. you lace your fingers together as you trace your fingertips along the ebbs and flows of his knuckles. “did you?”

“yes.” with a hum of acknowledgement, you push yourself across the bed to curl into choso’s side. he accepts you with a soft chuckle and a warm hug, letting you shift until your head rests against his chest. his hair cascades like a waterfall. the strands are messy and a little staticky from sleep. you can feel the softness from his conditioner as you card your hands through his bangs, exposing more of his face to the sunlight. “you let your hair down.”

he nods. “i was exhausted last night. i didn’t have any time to style it.”

“i like it. it suits you.”

leaning up, you press a kiss against choso’s neck. he shivers in response, tensing slightly beneath you before he relaxes once again. his hands creep along your sides until they wrap around your waist to hold you in place. “thank you.”

you smile at his response as you press yet another kiss against his skin - this time against his knuckles. his hands are faintly stained with hues of red and purple from the missions he had been sent on. your touch is feather-light as your fingers trail along the little scars decorating choso’s body.

a soft flush spreads across his face, tinting the unmarked skin of his cheeks and ears a light pink. you chuckle, gingerly tracing your fingertips along the edges of the curse marks embedded deep into his skin. “you’re blushing.”

choso smiles. his calloused palm rests against your cheek when he reaches up to gingerly stroke your face with his thumb. you can see the ghost of a blush beginning to spread across his ears, mostly hidden by strands of ink black hair. “you fluster me.”

“yeah?” choso hums when you lean in, pressing a kiss against his cheek this time. you don’t miss the way he subtly leans in closer; his lips pull into a slight pout when you pull away.

“can you kiss me more?” he murmurs.

you smile as you lean in until there are mere centimeters between your faces. dark eyes meet your own for a second as you look up at choso before his gaze falls to your lips. “anything for you.”

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agendercrisisx · 1 day

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Sending risky pics to Geto while he is working, getting more and more nasty. Just hoping he snaps and clocks out early, so you can get your much needed pounding.

First you're just sending a pic where you're showing a bit of cleavage, then slowly moving up to mirrorselfies of your ass. Slowly a new piece of clothes is missing, first a hoodie, then the shirt, your pants, and soon enough everything is off. You keep sending pictures, and before you know it, your hand is between your thighs, and he is getting videos, with sound on.

It doesn't take long for the front door to almost be ripped off it's hinges, as he comes through the apartment. His tie and shirt already off as he steps into your shared bedroom, you can see the outline of his cock through his pants. You're quick to get before him and help him get the rest of his clothes off.

And in seconds, you're bend over the bed, his cock buried in you and his balls slapping against your ass, as he fucks you into the bed. You needed it so bad, and it seems like he did too.

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vmp3ater · 3 days

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hate fucking eula to change her attitude.

subbot eula x domtop gn reader

YESSS

hatefucking eula because she ran her mouth too much. she’s whining about how you need to slow down but deep down, she enjoys it when you’re rough with her.

fucking into her from behind, your hands digging into her waist as she’s moaning out, fingers clawing into the sheets so weakly due to how the pleasure takes over her so easily. she’s suddenly gone quiet now and not making snarky remarks at you, seems like you’ve really fucked her dumb <3

#vmp thirsts.#eula thirsts.#genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #sub genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin x reader #sub genshin #eula #eula smut #eula x reader #sub eula #bottom eula #dom reader #top reader #gn reader

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18250mm · 2 days

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She Kicks Ass | N. Romanoff

Gif not mine, credit to creator

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x GN!Super-Soldier!Reader

Word Count: 1,122

Warnings: None

Summary: You save Clint’s ass when Natasha gets angry at him, but not before reminding everyone just how good she is at kicking ass.

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“Who the hell ate my sandwich?!” Natasha’s voice echoed through the Avengers Compound. She’d just come back from a tough morning at the gym and she was, without a doubt, ready for lunch.

When the redhead opened the refrigerator to grab the food you had so graciously prepared for her before heading off to fulfil your own duties at S.H.I.E.L.D., it was gone.

Pissed wasn’t even enough to describe how she felt right now.

“What are you yelling about, baby?” you asked, walking into the kitchen since you were on your lunch break too. “How was your training this morning?”

You and Natasha had been together for about two years now, having started dating a few months after you joined S.H.I.E.L.D. as an agent. You had defected from HYDRA — although… to be fair, you never really agreed with their ideologies in the first place — after being born to parents in the organisation. With your expertise and skill sets matching that of a high-ranking agent, you worked closely with Maria and Natasha as the second Deputy Director.

You weren’t small either, making you useful for certain field missions. Since HYDRA loved to experiment on their troops, it came as no surprise when you were eventually chosen to test their latest version of the super-soldier serum. It wasn’t an exact replica of the one Steve Rogers had coursing through his veins, but hey — at least it didn’t kill you.

“It was good up till the point I found out that someone ate the sandwich you made for me,” Natasha replied with a pout before resuming her stoic expression. “And when I find out who it is–”

She didn’t even finish her sentence before storming off (not without giving you a quick peck on the lips, of course) — but you knew exactly what she was going to say. You weren’t the most religious, yet you found yourself saying a silent prayer for the culprit.

You chuckled, turning around to grab the same ingredients you had used to make the first sandwich. Whatever happened to the last one, you didn’t know; but you weren’t going to let that spoil your girlfriend’s mood for the rest of the day.

…

A good 10 minutes had passed since you last saw Natasha. You’d finished preparing and bagging the second sandwich, and was awaiting the redhead’s return before lunch was over.

You had also brewed a fresh pot of coffee, mostly for the two of you to enjoy, but in good nature, the rest of the team too.

“Y/N! Y/N, help me!” came an exasperated whisper from across the room.

Turning around in confusion, your furrowed brows quickly softened when you saw Clint running into the kitchen with… a sandwich in his mouth.

Natasha’s sandwich.

He had taken it. And your girlfriend was hot on his tail.

“You really should know better than to take Nat’s food, Hawkeye,” you told him, but stepped aside anyway for him to climb into the vent above you. “She isn’t the kind of target you’d wanna mess with. You know that.”

The blond rolled his eyes and nodded, mumbling quick apologies you couldn’t even make out. “Mmank hyou!” he said — and that was the last you saw of him as he disappeared somewhere into the inner spaces of the Avengers Compound.

“I don’t care if you’re my best friend, I wouldn’t even let my sister eat that sandwich! Y/N made it for me!” you heard your lover’s voice as she made her way towards you — she had definitely seen Clint turn the corner here — with Wanda, Yelena and Kate behind her.

By now, a small crowd had formed — with all the shouting and vent-climbing, how could it not? — around you two.

Natasha came to a halt and looked around. “Detka, where’s Clint?”

You shrugged, feigning innocence. “I haven’t seen him, I thought he was with Kate,” you met the tall brunette’s eyes, subtly motioning for her to go along with it.

At first, Kate didn’t catch on, shaking her head before glancing up and spotting her mentor directly above her as he watched the scene unfold while chewing on the sandwich. Her eyes widened and she went into a coughing fit — causing all eyes to turn to her for a brief moment.

“I’m fine, thank you,” the young archer assured everyone. “Uh, yeah. Clint was just with me, ‘Tasha. I think he went to the armoury to grab more trick arrows…”

“I could’ve sworn I saw him come in here with my food,” Natasha mumbled, sighing. You immediately wrapped your arms around her comfortingly. “I really wanted that sandwich.”

“It’s alright, sweetheart,” you cooed, stepping aside to reveal her newly-replaced lunch and a cup of coffee. “I made you another one. Now, how ‘bout you eat before our break’s over?”

The way Natasha’s eyes lit up was the reason you wanted to do everything in life that would make her smile like that.

“Thank you,” she whispered, kissing you on the cheek as you tightened your grip on her.

“I’m just glad she won’t kick Barton’s ass today,” Tony laughed. “Though I’m sure with Rogers and Barnes around, that won’t be too easy for her.”

You merely scoffed at the billionaire’s statement. “My girlfriend can totally kick their asses! She can kick anyone’s ass. Hell, she can even kick my ass. And she has, many times. It was hot.”

Natasha watched you lovingly and casually sipped on her coffee as you rambled on. The other Avengers laughed, some shaking their heads while others looked away nervously because they saw no lie in what you said.

“Thank you for coming to my sister’s rescue,” said Yelena. “But I feel the need to clarify that I am still better than her.”

“Yeah, okay. We’ll see about that,” your beloved redhead replied sarcastically, finishing the rest of her food and putting the dishes in the sink. “Come, sestra. Let’s put that to the test.”

As the two made their way to the gym — with Wanda shaking her head and mumbling something along the lines of ‘here we go again’ — and the rest dispersed to either have their lunch or resume whatever task they had been doing, you sat alone by the island and took a bite of your own sandwich.

You smiled to yourself, thinking about how good you had it despite having to risk your life every day. You were absolutely in love with Natasha Romanoff, not to mention the amazing family you’d made with the Avengers.

Your thoughts were briefly interrupted when a blur of purple darted past you, but not before giving you a kiss on the head.

“Thanks for saving me back there, Y/N/N!” Clint waved, making his way to the armoury to actually get some of those trick arrows so Natasha wouldn’t be suspicious.

#18250mm #18250mm’s fics #marvel #mcu #avengers #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff fluff #black widow #gn reader #super soldier #one shot #fanfic

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romana-after-dark · 17 hours

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Joel and Sex Pollen... just imagine it...

dub con with both bc sex pollen and Joel is a tad intimidating but trust me, both are very in. Joel is apoligetic but reader begs for more. Tried to keep it all gender neutral as possible. Kinda objectification. Knife play, tiniest of blood play. Somno!!

Maybe he's a little grumpy when on patrol with you

He's hiding how desperatly he wants you but refuses to indulge.

Literally pick your poisen. You're too young is a classic in Jackson era Joel but maybe you're Tommy's friend or some connection to him.

Maybe he has authority over you... maybe you're new here

maybe you have authority over him

Maybe he just finds you annoying but also fuckable.

Or maybe it's joel "i've lost almost everything I ever loved" miller doesnt wanna risk it again

you go out on patrol, make it to the overnight cabin. After dinner you do another round around the general area even though you don't need to... what else is there to do?

Certainly not talk to you. Crazy to suggest that!!!

A clicker comes and almost gets you, knocking you into a bush where a weird powder comes out. Joel kills the clicker with his bare hands and you could come right there

He thinks it's the adrenaline rush at first, maybe he'll admit to himself he was just a tad bit scared of losing you. But only bc you patrol together sometimes and he's a decent guy.

Not bc your mouth pops up when he’s fucking his fist

But as you are both walking back to the cabin (coughing from the weird plant) he can't help stare.

At first Joel thinks it's bc he's watching, making sure you're okay, not hurt or bit as you walk ahead....

But when you both get to the cabin, that itch, that burn is just too much

He pounces on your, lips locked into yours, hard cock pressed up against you and just ferral. He's tugging at your body like his little play thing, groping and squeezing all the plush parts of you

"I'm sorry" he groans, but doesn't stop what hes doing. Joel's face is tucked into your neck like he's to ashamed to face what he's doing

"I'm so fucking sorry, I c- I can't stop… I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry, shit, fuck, I’m sorry. Shit fuck"

What he doesn't know is you're burning alive, the whole walk back you'd barely held onto a thread of decensy... but you needed him. You needed him in a way that was tearing you apart from the inside.

Your hands go for his belt, quickly undoing it and tossing it, the holster, and the gun unsafetly to the side.

"Don't worry, I feel it too."

You swear to god, you heard Joel Miller whine.

The moment of passiviy is over and his massive hands are tearing off the shirt while your shove his pants down

You both end up on the floor, you on your stomach and Joel pinning your body down with his spread legs. You couldn't get away, but there was no way you wanted to.

Joel is using his pocket knife from his discarded pants and you feel the cool metal on your skin as he cuts open a hole in your jeans and underwear.

He absolutely nicks you a few times and you whimper, but it's neither his fault or yours. Niether can stay still or concentrait, neither can stay still.

No prep, he burries himself fully inside you. You scream, but push back to meet his thrusts.

It's dark, desperate and needy. You'd never felt anything more intoxicating than his cock filling your hole again and again.

You cum multiple times in a 10 minuet span, and so does Joel. He never softens, only seems to grow harder for you.

Joel takes you like a doll, like a fleshlite created for his pleaure and in that moment you felt like it. Like Joel was who you were created for, to be his cocksleeve, his fuck toy.

It didn't stop you from cumming again.

Joel puts his booted foot on your back, pressing your face into the muddy floor with your ass up, his hands playing with the little bit of blood on your ass.

He kept apoligizing, alternating from begging for forgiveness to ravaging you, pumping your hole with load after load after hot, stick load.

The apolgies weren't enough to make it stop. Especially not after you kept begging for more

He shoves his fingers in your mouth, and you taste the bits of blood.

Eventually, you pass out, and you have no idea how long he continued to use your limp body, whispering sweet praises and desperate apologies when he managed to get them out through the pain.

When he wakes up, he freaks out

You're still in your cut-up jeans. You never did take them off. There had never been time, the need too great to pause for even a second. Everything ached but... Christ, you felt good. Amazing, even. You hadn't been fucked, really properlyy fucked in a long as time

It takes a while to calm Joel down but you do it. The guilt in his eyes is real…

but you give him a blow job just to show you still want him even after the affects of the plant were off.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #dark!fic #dub con #mind the warnings #the last of us hbo #tlou hc's #joel miller thoughts #joel miller fic #joel miller smut #sex pollen #the last of us sex pollen #joel miller tlou #tlou smut #jackson era Joel #rough smut joel #gn reader #gn!reader

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ncsdlr · 1 day

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A Ride

SMUT || MDNI+18

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: hook up? impulsive decisions, reader is in a gang but i didn't mention it in the fic, biker!reader, gn!reader but its suggested that they have a peen.

A/N: I'm starting to like how my summer break is going

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"Hey!"

Natasha turned her head to look at the biker at a stop light who yelled for her. She clutched her bag of groceries at her side as she eyed the biker.

"You wanna ride?" you asked, causally, as you revved your bike, glancing at the red light that still shone at you. "I got a spare helmet."

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This was wrong. As an avenger, Natasha should know that an impulsive decision like this one was not the right move. But, in her head, she was like, "Ah, fuck it."

So here Natasha was, backpacking for a person she did not know the name of. She held on tightly to the biker's waist, her arms wrapped tightly around the person, while her hands were clasped together at the person's front.

You, on the other hand, were having the time of your life, smiling from ear to ear behind your helmet. Honestly, you didn't think Natasha would actually hop onto your bike and join you on your journey. Truly, you thought she would just walk away. But she did and now here you were.

Better get that wallet ready.

As you parked your bike, you twisted your body around and lifted Natasha off of her seat, placing her on the ground and then patting the top of her head like she were...a child.

You slid yourself off your bike, and removed your helmet, flinging your head around to get your hair to settle. You looked at Natasha and saw her visor aimed at you, a silhouette of her eyes behind it barely visible to you. You walked around your bike and stopped in front of Natasha, lifting the helmet off her head while she kept silent.

You didn't know if that was a good sign or not.

"I don't know if you've already eaten or not, but I'm hungry so we're gonna eat." You turned to the doorway to your favorite diner, grabbed Natasha's hand, and pulled her with you without much thought.

You turned bright red, but luckily Natasha couldn't see how your face replicated a tomato right about now. Natasha stared at your joined hands the whole way through the double doors of the diner.

Natasha stepped into pace with you, still gripping your hand while the both of you stood in the short line at the cashier. As your turn to order came, Natasha's other hand came to hold onto your bicep, resting her head there lightly too.

"...and Nat'll have," you turned Natasha, "What'll you have, hon'?"

"I'll have the burger with the fries," she smiled.

"That, yeah, that, uhm..."

The two of you found your seats in the back, a little secluded, but you expected it from Natasha. The food was served rather quickly and you dove into yours head first while Natasha watched you with curious eyes.

"You always eat like that?"

You looked up at Natasha halfway through a bite of your Bacon Cheeseburger, before pulling away and smacking the drool off your lips.

"Yeah, pretty much. I'm Y/N, by the way. I realized just know I never introduced myself." Natasha nodded, undressing her own burger and taking a bite out of it.

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As an avenger, Natasha shouldn't be doing this. She really shouldn't be doing this.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

But she really didn't care.

"Oh, my god. I'm gonna cum!"

Sadistically, you shushed the redhead, "Shh, shh, you don't want the waiters out to know you're a whore, do you, Natasha?"

Natasha made a sound that resembled a 'no' or something like that. It's not like you cared to understand it anyway. Currently, you were focused on keeping your thrust perfectly rhythmic, the pleasure of the woman bent over the sink in front of you at the forefront of your mind.

"You're gonna cum, right?" Your fingers found the woman's clit between her slicked-up thighs, fondling it with your two middle fingers as you spoke, "Fucking cum, I fucking dare you."

with your free hand, you pulled one of Natasha's legs up and propped it over the sink, prompting her to hold herself up with a hand on the bathroom mirror. You had other plans, though, pulling Natasha back against your body by her throat as her leg settled, your thrusts remaining ever consistent, hitting that special spot deep inside her sodden cunt.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming so hard," came her choked warning.

"Do it, but be fucking quiet."

Natasha's body shook in your hold, her body nearly falling over as her legs quaked beneath her. Her screams were silent, her mouth falling open, her throat constricting to hold her moans in, her eyes screwing shut, her grip on the sink almost enough to crack it.

You kept your hips pistoning into her, slowly but deeply, watching Natasha's face in the mirror. She looked so fucking hot like that, sweaty and red and flustered. So hot, you thought.

"This means I win, right?" You panted.

Natasha breathed heavily, meeting your blown-out eyes, with her glossy ones, "Fuck you, you win."

You peck Natasha's shoulder softly, still looking into her eyes through the foggy mirror with a smug smirk, "A deal's a deal, I get to take you on a real date tomorrow."

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"You are not taking me here tomorrow."

"Why not?"

"Y/N, did you not see the way they were all looking at us when we left?!"

"Hey, that's your fault. I told you to be quiet!"

"I couldn't stay quiet!"

"That's kinda like saying I fucked you good."

"Shut up, just drive me back to the compound!"

#mcu #marvel #avengers #lgbtq #natasha romanoff #black widow #gxg smut #natasha romanoff x reader smut #smut #wlw smut #x reader #gn reader

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asmolfolk · 2 days

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Childhood Dreams - Prologue.

I'm so sorry for the long wait, I couldn't get my hand to finish the prologue YET! So, it's going to have 4 chapters probably... So a really shortfic! I hope you guys like the prologue!! It's really simple, but I hope ya'll like it!

ChildHood Dreams - Next chapter. [Not released yet.]

Prologue.

You were always close to him and Robin. Since the early days of their lives, you were there - happily and always loving as you always were. Both Sunday and Robin acknowledge the fact that one day, you would spread your wings towards a new life. But, as you were all good friends, they never thought too much about it. They supported and praised your dreams, always trying to help you out to choose another planet to visit… Sunday never thought too much about it, well… He never did until he was 10 years old.

He was a good artist, always knew that and his sister would praise him deeply. While she loved Jazz and Pop, he liked way more to hear and indulge into Opera… Maybe that’s why he never was the main attraction, the ones in Penacony started to love the new era of music, preferring the cheerfulness of the Jazz or Pop’s beats than the melancholy of the Opera. And it didn’t help a lot that Sunday, himself, hid his own voice. He never wished to be the main attraction, after all, never once wanted to be against his sister in any way… Maybe, that’s why he was so shy when you found him playing the violin while humming to an Opera song. “W-What are you doing here?” The little squeak on his voice when he noticed you, with your wide eyes once you realized his talent. The way your mouth was open with visible shock as you tried to say something. “You are… AMAZING!” Your voice would go as high as you could! Once you approached the confused and flustered Sunday, embracing him in a tight hug. “You are amazing!! I didn’t know you were so good at playing the violin?! What else can you do, hm?? TELL ME!” Your visible cheerful attitude made him blush from embarrassment, he couldn’t form a phrase properly and started to look around, trying to not let himself melt in front of you. “I’m- I’m not that good…” “YES, YOU ARE!” You would interrupt him and cup his cheeks, distancing yourself a bit. ”Say it! Say that you are good!” “I-” “Sayyy ittttt!” As you insisted, he would quietly say: “I’m… Good. I’m good at playing instruments… A-And I can sing Opera too.” Your words would mark him, as he would start showing you more of his talent. Every week after that day, he would sing, play something or just show you what he had written. You, just like him, were Robin’s first and most loyal fans… And then, you turned into his fan too. It didn’t take too long before Robin also became a loyal fan of his, you and Robin would joke around, saying about how you three could form a band or something like that.

Even if Sunday knew he would never be part of it… He still couldn’t NOT dream of something like that, being around his two favorite people. He understood right there that he was in love with you, maybe it was just a childhood crush… But, he still understood it. As he knew about your plans, he never thought about confessing to you, he NEVER wanted to make you feel obligated to be around them… And he knew the moment where he would have to let you go. The moment where he told you that he loved you, you would be between two choices… And he knew none of you would be happy with those choices.

And he thought… Maybe, just maybe… Those feelings would disappear once he grew up… Oh, how stupid he was.

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Taglist: @ruumirmir, @irissirisbiris, @4onlyyouruse,

#x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #hsr x reader #gn reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #sunday x reader #sunday x you #hsr x you #hsr fluff

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bomber-grl · 3 days

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fluffy touch-starved Prompt #15 for Leo? His hair surely gets veeery dirty, after all!

Prompt #15: washing the other's hair

Leo told you about his past before, so you were very much painfully aware of his struggles. Particularly, in the romance department.

He told you how it was. He liked girls, they never liked him back. Plus with how he was couch surfing, affection was practically a foreign concept to him.

Sure, his friends showed they cared but your relationship isn’t just platonic, it goes beyond that.

Today you and Leo went your separate ways as usual. The two of you met while aboard the Argo II and became close.

Things are constantly a hassle while aboard, everything that could go wrong goes wrong and there was no thing such as luck while aboard navigating the ancient lands.

Luckily, amongst all the noise you managed to find peace and quiet to rest and have some solitude.

But, you soon heard a knocking on your door and thus your long awaited nap would have to be even more long awaited.

Upon opening the door, you noticed it to be Leo.

“Leo? What’re you doing here, aren’t you supposed to be sleeping by now?” You asked this but anyone who saw him could tell he was busy doing something.

“Well I was actually working on repairs, hence the dirt” he motioned to his entire being.

You hummed “well this might be weird and if you’re too uncomfortable then go ahead and ignore but do you want me to wash your hair?.”

He was clearly taken a back, even if only slightly then quickly answered “sure, I wouldn’t mind.” It was strange to see Leo not teasing you but you just assumed it to be the tiredness and moved on.

You gently led Leo into one of the bathrooms on board by hand, the hope of not running into Coach Hedge was left unsaid.

Immediately you had him propped against the sink on the most comfortable seat you could find aboard.

As you went to get a shampoo you hear Leo’s voice echo from the bathroom “what made you want to wash my hair?”

The question was phrased in a way that’d seem sarcastic but his tone indicated genuine curiosity.

“Well, I guess I just wanted to wash it? There isn’t really a reason, Leo. I just want to do something for you in the little free time we have.” Leo didn’t say anything else.

You carried the shampoo and poured some onto your hand, you turned the water on and began running your fingers through his hair.

Slowly but surely some dirt and soot came out, not as much as you expected that’s for sure.

Leos sudden sigh brought you out of your thoughts. “What’s wrong?” You asked to be sure everything was alright.

“Nothing, I’m just enjoying this, no one’s ever washed my hair before.” You had placed a towel over his face to prevent water from getting on it, thus obscuring your view of him.

You hummed in acknowledgement and he continued “I know it’s just a simple favor but it’s just been a long time since anyone’s done anything for me ,to make me happy.”

You knew it was true. His mom was probably the last one to genuinely show him any love, that alone was sad, it had been eight years. Plus, as mentioned before, he didn’t really date. He was clearly referring to both.

You didn’t say anything and just continued washing through his hair until it the water ran clean of any bubbles.

Then, you left him alone to wash his body, he was still dirty after all.

Eventually he made his way back into your room, you noticed when the door shut with a click.

“Hey” Leo began “I hope the talk about not being able to pull didn’t upset you” he tried making light of the situation.

“It didn’t, but you don’t have to hide behind jokes either” you said this patting the space next to you in bed.

He shut the lights off and laid besides you. You laughed a bit “let’s hope coach hedge doesn’t find us like this.”

Leo also let his own laugh out and eventually you both settled. “I’m just happy you’re here with me right now.”

You smiled despite knowing there was no way for Leo to see it. You moved your hand closer to him and it found its way into Leo’s. Your fingers interlocked and you only hoped that with your fingers intertwined, that he’d get the sentiment.

No words were spoken and you both drifted off to sleep land. Eventually, your bodies found themselves snuggled up against one another.

Was there a possibility of being found out and banned from being alone? Sure but even if you did get found out you didn’t care, you just wanted Leo to feel loved.

#fanfic #gn reader #male reader #fluff #fanfic fluff #female reader #fluff headcanons #leo valdez x female reader #leo valdez x male reader #leo valdez fluff #leo valdez pjo #leo valdez x reader #pjo leo #bad boy supreme #rick riordanverse #rick riordan

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vrachis · 20 hours

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AND how abt some sub!yelan content? Maybe fingering her in the chasm or smth?

a/n ; ong its probs been a year or so since this ask but meh 🤤😋

“this— hng, is so unnecessary .”

yelan mutters under her breath while your fingers make way in and out of her cunt, as if toying with her pussy just to get a reaction out of it.

you mused at her words, cooing ever so innocently. “awh, if it was so unnecessary, ms yelan— why are my fingers deep in you right now, hmmm?”

pushing at her surely did earn a reaction as soon as the tip of your fingers bump up to that certain spot inside her, making her legs buck and shake under you.

“haah— don’t get so cocky now, rookie.” she huffs out through ragged breaths, clearly indicating she’s nearing her orgasm. “you don’t want to have a certain lawyer scolding us later, do you?”

the grin she gives you is almost so stupid as if she had just scared you with just those few words. but really, it had no effect on you. so what if the adeptus had caught the both of you? maybe she can at least be grateful for the show she’d be getting.

“i could care less about her. did you really think i’d be scared of her?” you smirked in return as the rhythm of your fingers become faster. yelan shakes more and more under you, frame spasming all while her walls flutter around your fingers.

“why care about her when i’m pleasing you right now? so cum for me, miss agent.”

#vrachis #kein’s thirsts.#kein’s drabbles.#dom! reader #genshin impact #sub genshin #sub genshin women #sub yelan #genshin yelan #yelan x reader #genshin x reader #genshin women x reader #gn reader

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thesandsofelsweyr · 22 hours

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The thought of AK! Jason flinching at the soft touch and care of his s/o is just fkgkrñuyiyhlb

IKR?? But after the initial flinch, he leans into their touch, desperate for more 💙💙💙

#i'm such a sucker for it 🥰#sands replies #jason todd #gn reader #arkham knight #arkhamverse #jason todd x reader #arkham knight x reader #jason todd x oc #arkham knight x oc #jason todd imagine #arkham knight imagine #jason todd headcanon #touch starved

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jettjournals · 3 days

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Breaking the Barrier | NSFW

ISO x READER (VALORANT)

oneshot

In the dimly lit confines of the Valorant base, you and Iso find yourselves alone, the air thick with unspoken desire. There has always been a magnetic pull between you, an attraction that neither of you could fully ignore. Iso's enigmatic presence and quiet confidence have always set your heart racing, and tonight, that magnetic force seems stronger than ever.

As you stand there, caught in the intensity of Iso's gaze, you feel a surge of excitement and nerves coursing through you. You’ve always harbored feelings for Iso, and tonight, you sense that he might feel the same way. The tension is palpable, a silent exchange of longing glances that leaves you breathless.

Suddenly, Iso takes a step forward, his usual stoic expression softening as he looks at you with a mix of desire and hesitation. It's as if he's wrestling with some inner turmoil, unsure of how to proceed. You take a deep breath, deciding that now is the time to take a bold step forward.

Without a word, you close the distance between you, your fingers lightly grazing Iso's arm before trailing up to his shoulder. His skin is warm beneath your touch, and you feel a shiver of anticipation run down your spine. Iso's eyes widen slightly in surprise, but he doesn't pull away. Instead, he steps closer, his breath mingling with yours.

Gathering your courage, you lean in and press your lips against his in a tentative kiss. Iso responds eagerly, his hands coming up to cradle your face as he deepens the kiss. The taste of him is intoxicating, and you find yourself melting into his embrace, unable to resist the pull of his lips against yours.

As the kiss intensifies, a primal urge rises within you, a need that demands to be satisfied. With trembling hands, you begin to explore Iso's body, tracing the contours of his muscles with a reverence that leaves you dizzy with desire. Iso's touch ignites a fire within you, his fingers deftly unbuttoning your shirt as his lips trail down your neck.

Breaking away from the kiss, you drop to your knees before Iso, your hands working to undo his belt and zipper. Iso watches you with a mixture of surprise and anticipation, his breath coming in ragged gasps as you free him from his pants. The sight of his arousal sends a thrill of excitement through you, and you take a moment to savor the anticipation before leaning forward.

With a slow, deliberate motion, you take him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the tip before sliding down his length. Iso lets out a low groan, his hands tangling in your hair as you begin to move. The taste of him is heady, and you find yourself lost in the rhythm of the act, each movement sending waves of pleasure through your body.

Iso's responses are intoxicating, his groans and gasps spurring you on as you increase the intensity. His grip tightens in your hair, his hips bucking slightly as he struggles to maintain control. You take him deeper, the sensation of him filling your mouth driving you wild with desire.

As you continue, the room is filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure, the primal rhythm of your movements building to a crescendo. Iso's breathing becomes more erratic, his muscles tensing as he nears the edge. With one final, deep thrust, he lets out a strangled cry, his release filling your mouth.

You swallow, savoring the taste of him as you look up to meet his gaze. Iso's eyes are dark with desire, his chest heaving as he struggles to catch his breath. He pulls you to your feet, his lips crashing against yours in a desperate, hungry kiss that leaves you breathless.

As you lay together in the aftermath, tangled in each other's arms, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. In Iso's embrace, you have found a sanctuary, a refuge from the chaos of the world outside. And as you drift off to sleep, wrapped in his warmth, you know that this is just the beginning of something truly special.

#fanfic #fanfiction #one shot #one shots #oneshot #oneshots #valorant #fandom #iso #smut #lemon #fluff #x reader #male reader #fem reader #gn reader #Li Zhao Yu

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Surprise Stars!

Robin had been preparing for her concert when, just 10 minutes beforehand, for some unknown reason, she fell unconscious. Luckily though, her manager had caught her and placed her on the couch in her dressing room.

When you, March and Dan Heng heard of the news from Aventurine, who got the information from god knows where, you and March essentially dragged Dan Heng to Robin’s dressing room, her manager pacing around when you three entered.

The manager watched you, confused and worried as she stopped moving, studying the three of you.

“Who…? Oh! You’re Robin’s friends…”

“Ah, yeah, we heard Robin fainted, is she alright?!?!” March immediately stepped forward, frantically, though took a moment to look around in adoration of the large room, seemingly forgetting of the current predicament, before snapping out of her thoughts and jogging over to the couch where Robin lay unconscious.

Robin’s manager shooed March away from Robin, claiming that ‘she shouldn’t be seen at such a vulnerable time’, albeit understandable, it also seemed rather unreasonable, though none of you questioned it.

“So… why are we here again?” Dan Heng chimed in, looking between both you and March for a reply.

“Uhh… well obviously we’re here to help!”

“We are?” You asked “How?”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN??? I THOUGHT YOU ALSO HAD THIS IN MIND?”

“No???”

“Ah! You’re insufferable!” March sighed dramatically, turning away from the two of you.

“Okay… um… well, I don’t really see how you three could possibly be of help in this situation…”

The manager glanced towards the clock nervously, placing her hands over her face for a moment before looking back towards Robin, who looked as though she was taking a casual nap.

“Oh… yeah, uh… I didn’t really think this through… haha…” March chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck.

Soon enough, too much time had passed and the crowds were getting restless, causing the manager to panic and return to pacing the room, constantly looking back and forth between Robin and the ground.

"Ok… It's fine!" She exclaimed.

"I could… I could reschedule the show for tomorrow… uh… oh for- ok… I can't do that…" she rambled on and on, when you decided to propose a rather ludicrous idea.

"Ah… excuse me, what if we just… went on stage for Robin and called it an opening act?"

"What?"

"What?!"

"What."

The manager had stopped her pacing, glaring at you, as though you'd just suggested blowing up the entire place (though that wouldn't be too out of character for you). She sighed pinching her nose bridge.

"How ridiculous would that be? Absolutely no one would like that at all!"

"Hey! I'm only trying to help. Besides, you don't know that!" You crossed your arms over your chest, glaring right back at the unnecessarily hostile woman, though you assumed her stress was bringing about her attitude.

"Uh… I… didn't sign up for this..-"

"The trailblazer is always filled with such silly ideas haha! But I think it would be fun… and it could buy you time to wake up Robin!"

March added on, cutting off Dan Heng, clearly trying to rope him into this… impulsive idea, soon-to-be reality.

The manager groaned in irritation, falling back on the arm chair in the room.

"Fine. Fine. Do what you want, however, I'm not involved in this."

And so, there were the three of you, on the stage, dressed in fancy-ish dresses borrowed from Robin's wardrobe, wearing wigs, earrings, and other accessories to really sell the performance.

You tapped the microphone, testing it, causing the audience to go silent, before March stole the microphone from you.

She cleared her throat and confidently spoke into it.

"Hello! Uh… unfortunately, due to uh… technical difficulties Miss Robin's performance is scheduled for a bit later, but don't panic please! We'll be performing first until that time!"

Though, the crowd booed, unhappy with the sudden change, most of them went silent when she began speaking again.

"I'm… ah…" March glanced at you, before being hit by an epiphany.

"Oh! I'm April 1st!" she continued, striking a confident pose, leaving you and Dan Heng feeling… well, not pleased, but you guessed it was better than nothing.

March passed off the microphone to Dang Heng, who also cleared his throat before speaking, though when he did, you and March nearly died laughing on stage as he attempted to mimic a female voice, somehow sounding convincing enough to fool the crowd.

"I'm Cold Dragon Young.." He, or rather, 'she', introduced 'herself' as, trying to sound as gleeful as possible before immediately passing the microphone to you with a glare.

'Nobody forced you' you mouthed to him before introducing yourself as (your chosen name).

Then came the music, specifically "If I Can Stop One Heart from Breaking". The three of you were aware it'd be best with just one singer but… three is always better than one, so if you mess up, at least you have the comfort of knowing you aren't alone!

You began singing the first verse of the song, doing the dance Robin would do at the beginning, though adding some of your own spark to it.

The chorus was sung by the three of you, though it was clear Dang Heng was beginning to struggle a bit, so you decided to give verse 2 to March.

Upon the arrival of the second chorus, you and March decided simultaneously to stay quiet and let Dan Heng take the spotlight, causing him to falter slightly and look at you two in an irritated manner, though continuing to sing.

Whilst you were all performing, Robin slowly began to gain consciousness, causing her manager to gasp and rush over to her.

"Robin! You're awake! Very good, alright, we have to get you ready, you go on in like a minute!"

The manager rushed Robin, though first letting the poor girl gain her footing whilst explaining everything that's happened thus far, though only about half of it registering in Robin's brain.

"Wait, hold on… what time is it…?" Robin asked, still disoriented and slightly shaky.

"Uh… well, the show started 3 minutes ago" Her manager repeated, handing her a glass of cold water, which Robin drank almost immediately, causing her to feel a bit better than before.

"What do you mean 3 minutes ago?! I should be out there!" She panicked, standing up and jogging out of her dressing room and going to stand by the backstage curtain, from where she could see three figures singing and dancing.

Though they were a bit… sub-par compared to her, it was still entertaining to watch. Robin sighed in relief.

"Yes, Robin, I was telling you that your friends decided to help out and… well" The manager motioned to the stage, 'April 1st' slightly stumbling, though now the crowd cheering, enjoying the slightly chaotic performance.

Once the song ended, Robin went on stage, waving to her fans, and standing by the three of you.

"Hello! I apologise for the delay!" She began, looking back at her manager.

"As compensation… I would like to perform a song with my friends here!"

Thee three of you were already rather tired from performing the previous song and were now being dragged into performing another… you could only wonder what tragedy this would end in (though, ultimately, you three accepted anyway).

Most people's attention was turned to Robin now that she was up on stage, therefore less people noticed any minor mistakes and instead enjoyed the collaboration, hopefully to it's fullest.

Eventually, when the song ended, you left Robin alone on stage, allowing her to finish the rest of the concert as it should've been since the start.

Upon returning backstage, you were greeted with the sight of Robin's manager holding a conversation with Sunday, who then turned to look at you and waved you over.

By this point, March and Dan Heng had left, probably to change out of their costumes. You took off your own wig, placing it to the side and walked over to the manager and Sunday.

"I will presume you're both already acquainted. Now to the topic at hand… we were discussing your idiocy, most crowds at a concert don't appreciate such surprises."

Sunday chuckled "Whilst that may be rather harsh, I do agree. You got quite lucky with this crowd, Trailblazer."

"Yes, so you see, I just have too much rizz!" You exclaimed proudly, placing your hands on your hips.

The manager sighed, crossing her arms, momentarily looking behind you, at the stage where Robin was currently performing.

"Sure… well, don't get me wrong, I'm grateful you did that since it allowed Robin to regain her consciousness. I just hope we won't have a repeat of today."

"Hm… well, even if this happens again, I'm sure March and Dan Heng wouldn't mind doing this again~"

"Absolutely not."

"But you must admit, they certainly put on something of a show… enough to entertain the crowds, at least. I'm sure my sister is grateful though."

The three of you continued to talk for a while before you received a text message from Himeko saying that everyone should return to the Express.

You quickly finished up the conversation before bidding the two Halovians adieu and leaving. At least you'd have an interesting story to share with everyone now!

#honkai star rail #hsr #reader insert #gn reader #trailblazer #march 7 hsr #robin hsr #robin honkai star rail #penacony #sunday hsr #sunday honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr aventurine #march 7th honkai star rail #dan heng #dan heng hsr #astral express #himeko hsr #himeko honkai star rail

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