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gamergirl-niffler · 1 month

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Hi, I'm coming from doumadono's discord. Since your requests are open, I decided to drop one - taking care of the mini dragon!Neuvilette and the mini dragon!Zhongli ! Just boys in tiny dragon forms (you can fit them in hands) - sfw

That's such a cute idea! I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE MY TAKE ON THIS AMAZING IDEA!

I love those two dragon grandpas ^^

Wish you all nice reading! @shonen-brainrot

Wonderful dividers and cover made by one and only! @doumadono

Neuvillette

💧 You came to Monsieur Neuvillette to drop off some documents, but instead of encountering your beloved Iudex himself, all you can see is a dragon, looking right at you!

💧 It's small enough to fit into your palms. He is little, blue, slightly round with a long neck, long tail, tiny legs and fins attached to his sides.

💧 Eh? Eh? Eh?! Eeeeeh?! Eh...?! You.exe stopped working.

💧 You quickly realize that it's not one else but Neuvillette himself! Oh dear Archon! What should you do!?

💧 You walk up to the desk and scoop the dragon up into your hands. "Oh dear Archon. Neuvillette! What happened?!”

💧 The dragon looks up at you, blinks and purrs happily, clapping his fins.

💧 At least he recognized you. That's a good thing. For this, he gets a kiss on the head which makes him look even more pleased.

💧 But suddenly, he looks sad, and you can see a drizzle right outside the window.

💧 "Oh! No, no, no! Don't be sad love, I'll take care of you," you assure and kiss his head gently. "How about we go for a walk, huh?”

💧 At this, the dragon looks at you and nods his head.

💧 So that's what you do. You take Neuvillette for a walk, and he looks happy.

💧 You walk out of his office and head down the streets until you reach the center with the big fountain. Suddenly, Neuvillette lets out a soft squeak, making you stop.

💧 He immediately uses his head to point at the fountain, and you understand him, so you walk to it and place him in the water.

💧 Neuvillette seems happy but a little disappointed that the fountain is quite shallow.

💧 That's when you get the idea! You grab the dragon and go back inside.

💧 Neuvillette is watching curiously as you are running around your little flat, collecting snacks and making food before putting it into a basket. You are doing all of this while he is chilling in a sink full of water.

💧 And just like that, the two of you soon leave the bustling city.

💧 You took Neuvillette to his favorite place for a walk, but instead of taking a walk, you find the right place to set a picnic.

💧 While you are enjoying warm tea, the dragon is happily swimming around in the deep waters of Fontain. Of course he isn't swimming too far away to worry you - he knows you are already worried because of the whole ordeal.

💧 When he is done with swimming, he joins you on the blanket where you feed him some soup and some snacks.

💧 Neuvillette enjoys this day. It may be weird, though. He is tiny and in a dragon form, but the amount of care you give him makes him feel loved.

💧 When the evening comes, you collect everything and then pick up Neuvillette. "Time to go home," you say and gently tap him on the head with your finger.

💧 Neuvillette seems sleepy, so before you get home, the little dragon is sleeping, curled into a ball in your palm.

💧 He is too adorable to wake up, so you leave stuff in the kitchen and go to your bedroom.

💧 You lay down with a dragon still in your palm. "I will take care of you as long as I need to. Don't worry."

💧 At this Neuvillette only mutters in his sleep, nuzzling the palm more.

Zhongli

🟡 At first, you are sure that you woke up in an empty bed, but as soon as you remove the duvet, you realize it isn’t fully true.

🟡 Zhongli is still in bed with you but... He is in his dragon form, just on a smaller scale. His body is long, but you can easily fit him in the palm of your hand.

🟡 You sit up and pick the dragon up to look at him - he even has cute horns. When you touch them, he wakes up and looks at you.

🟡 "That's a new look for you, love. Quite interesting," you joked, scratching him under his chin. He purrs at this and nuzzles your hand.

🟡 He doesn't seem scared, so he must be aware of what is happening. At least it means you don't need to freak out.

🟡 Both of you didn't have much planned for today, just some shopping for dinner. You don't want the plans to be ruined, so you get up to get ready.

🟡 You walk through Liyue with a dragon happily hanging out in your hood while you are shopping.

🟡 While you are buying stuff for dinner, your hood suddenly becomes lighter, and all you can see was Zhongli running away somewhere.

🟡 You panic a little and leave your basket with a vendor to follow him quickly.

🟡 He doesn't trot away too far, just to some antiques seller. Zhongli quickly finds a pretty stone he really wants. Dragon basically wraps itself around it.

🟡 "Guess I have no choice,” you sigh and ask about the stone. All you hear in replay is a really high price. You can afford it, but dear Archon, that's a big number!

🟡 Zhongli looks up at you with his big eyes, and you break pretty easily. So you pay and pick the dragon up so he can't find anything more expensive. "So? You like shiny stuff? Here," you said, giving him one Mora.

🟡 He is more than happy with this little gift. Thankfully, he stays good for the rest of the shopping.

🟡 Once back home, Zhongli is able to fully enjoy his gifts. He is thankful for your understanding and love you give him despite what's happening.

🟡 While you cook his favorite meal, he is sitting right next to you and even handing you some ingredients you need to add.

🟡 When the bamboo shoot soup is ready, you witness the cutest thing ever - a cute dragon eating from his bowl eagerly, enjoying the taste.

🟡 In the evening, you take him for the walk, and the two of you visit his favorite cafe. The sight of a dragon, wrapped around a teacup, drinking warm tea and enjoying stories is one of a kind.

🟡 You come back home with Zhongli curled into a ball in your hood, sleeping peacefully. To make it more comfortable for him, you put him onto his pillow and place his treasures next to him.

🟡 After that, you get yourself ready to bed, and soon join him to finally end the crazy day.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #zhongli x reader #zhongli x you #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette x you #genshin neuvillette #genshin zhongli #neuvillette #zhongli

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christall77 · 11 months

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~❦Caught Feelings❦~

Merman x F!Reader

This is actually my first time writing about falling in love and stuff, so I hope I did good!

The art used doesn't belong to me, but to it's rightful owner @weyowang!

TW: ENTANGLEMENT OF MARINE LIFE, other than that it's pure fluff!

Another fish is wrapped up by a loose fishing line, it was the fifth one today Tullius has come across on his way close to the shore. The lone merman wastes no time and swims over to help the poor puffer fish in need. His long, strong, pale tail pushing him through the water with no effort.

Reaching for the puffed up creature he carefully untangles the thin line from its spikes and removes the hook puncturing it's pectoral fin. Luckily the brown and white spotted fish isn't badly hurt and manages to swim off just fine, deflating in the process. That has become an almost daily routine for the male. Everyday Tullius would swim to the beach located not far away from his shipwreck he calls home and collect various trinkets he found. Helping other sea life on the way if he sees them in trouble.

Tullius himself hasn't been safe from the trash and other gadgets humans have lost, or thrown out to sea. Having the scars and even part of a worn out net wrapped around his tail to prove it. The material dirty and grown with algea and tiny barnacles. It's also one of his reminders why he was shunned and eventually exiled from his previous home. Trying to get it off with the help from others when he couldn't do it alone, only for them to end up chasing him away.

Anything and everything human related is frowned upon in his folk. As more people came to visit the beaches, mermaids and mermen were forbidden to come anywhere close to the surface, by order of their king.

But despite knowing how bad it is for his home which he calls the ocean, he can't help but still be curious and fascinated by humans and their strange knick knacks. There's a whole wooden shelf in the downed ship full of things he's collected. One new strange, or in his eyes, beautiful object found throughout his trips is added daily. The merman doesn't even know where to stock the rest of them he'll find in the future!

Tullius has come to like it out here by himself. It's not like he was well liked before either. Tullius was seen as an outsider already by not having a vibrant color of a tale, or beautiful fins like the others.

Of course he has kept safe distances from the shore to make sure he wouldn't be spotted, but lately he can't stop himself from peeking out of the water every so often. Swimming closer day by day, just to get another glimpse of something. Or more like, someone.

Tullius has seen humans before, but when he first saw you he couldn't take his midnight blue eyes away from your figure walking along the beach. Cradling and comforting a seagull you've rescued from drowning. From this day on he couldn't stop himself from visiting, just to hope to get another glimpse of you from behind a few rocks. His organ in his chest beating faster and a warm giddy feeling spreading throughout Tullius' body. At first he confused the feeling with sickness, or the tiny fish he had for breakfast, swimming around in his belly. But then he remembered, food that's been chewed and eaten can't swim anymore.

The male came to realize, this strange feeling returns whenever he's watching you from the distance, but it's not uncomfortable. No. He likes it. A lot. And it grew as time passed, the longer he watched the more enamored he became.

Tullius desperately wants to get closer to you but, what would you think of him? Would you like him back? Or would you look at him with disgust like his own kind? He sure hopes it's not the latter.

Another dreamy sigh leaves his lips as Tullius rests his head in both of his palms, half of his body leaning on top of the rocky surface on his usual watch spot. White tail lazily swinging back and forth in the blue ocean waters. Admiring your (body type) figure doing small dances while you keep singing to your favorite song that's playing through your earphones. Hardly anyone comes to this part of the beach since it's so secluded and luckily for the merman, you've decided to live in a small hut close by! It just happened recently but he couldn't have been more excited, especially since he gets to see you everyday now.

With a soft smile Tullius listens to your lovely voice, his wine colored ear fins twitching occasionally. No matter how good or terrible your singing is to you, he thinks it's the most beautiful sound in the world. The white haired male would love to sing with you, if he could.

Tullius snaps out from his thoughts when he heard a loud "oof" and thud in the sand. It seems you've stumbled over yourself and landed almost face first into the warm sand, for a second he was worried you might've hurt yourself only to make a quiet noise of relief when you get up unharmed. Immediately ducking behind the rock for cover when you take a look around to make sure no one has seen that clumsy act.

His heart beats against his ripcage hoping you didn't notice him watching, taking a quick peek over again Tullius lets out a small sad grumble when you make your way back into your hut and out of his sight. Yes, he does want to get to know you, but he always just gets too nervous for his own good.

But he told himself to finally approach you, the merman just has no idea how. So he ends up swimming around in circles in deep thought. The sound of panicked splashing suddenly makes him look over to the beach where a poor sea turtle is trying to get into the water. Half of its shell wrapped up tightly in a net which is holding the animal just barely away from the incoming waves. Tullius swims over quickly, looking left and right for any sign of another human around.

The male crawls onto shore and drags himself over, his arms lifting his upper body up from the heated sand, the small ocean waves now just barely reaching his white finned tail. Tullius, like others of his kind can breathe in air just fine, but he still has to hurry before his gills and other fishy half dries out in the hot sun. The animal notices the merman closing in and continues to struggle, sand flying in the air and some landing in his messy locks in the process from its flippers.

As Tullius tries to comfort the turtle his scaled hands grasp onto the net and he tries to pull it away, with no luck. It looks to be wrapped around to tightly, almost suffocatingly for one to just pull it off. And slowly but surely he feels himself get dryer. The tides also seem to go against him as well when he notices the water drawing back and further away from them. His eyes start loosing focus and Tullius can feel himself growing weaker and dizzy, until he collapses onto the sand beside the other sea creature.

In his barely awake state, he notices something approaching in the distance, but he's to weak to react or make a noise that would alert the stranger. They come to a short halt and seem to call out to him, whatever it is they're saying rings through his head in a blur. His lack of response makes them hurry over until they finally reached him. Tullius barely feels his hands being lifted and freed from the net, before being held up and brought to who knows where.

Until he feels himself being submerged into the familiar salty water, he splashes for a short moment before calming down and letting himself float to the surface with relief. Dry skin regaining its needed moisture.

Then his deep blue eyes meet your wide surprised (e/c) ones and he yelps, submerging himself in the shallow water to hide.

“Wait!”, That sweet voice of yours calls out to him and he slowly rises his head to the surface until just the top of his head and eyes are poking out from the water. You try to appear as nonthreatening as possible. Throwing the small knife away which you've used to cut through the seams of the net to free both the sea turtle and merman. With a quick glance down Tullius also discovers the lack of a familiar old net wrapped tightly around him now gone.

Keeping a safe distance and speaking in a calm voice as you show you're empty handed now. “It's OK... I'm not going to harm you. See? I also freed your friend if you're wondering.”

Tullius meanwhile almost can't believe his own eyes, the human girl he's been fawning over for who knows how long has saved him. And she's not afraid of him! He keeps staring at you with big sparkling eyes, ear fins twitching happily. “Can you talk?”, the merman tilts his head once he snaps out of his small daze and shakes his head lightly, small waves rippling around his head. While the male has learned and understands human language, he can't answer. Only communicating with clicks and other noises merfolk would use.

“Ah that would've been cool. I can't believe I'm actually meeting a real mermaid! Uhh merman..?” you let out a small chuckle at the end and look at him with big amazed eyes, not believing that a supposed mythical creature is right in front of you. “My name is (y/n) it's very nice to meet you!”

Tullius let's out a few clicks in return, introducing himself despite knowing you won't understand him either way.

The two of you spend a little more time together, the merman still mostly submerged while you've sat down onto the sand with your feet dipped into the shallow waves. Having what feels like more of a one sided conversation since he can't really talk back. But nonetheless, you still understood the small gestures he would make.

Only when the sun slowly starts to set did both of you notice how late it actually is. Standing up you give the merman a small wave, “It was really nice meeting you, Mr. Merman. I hope we can see each other again some time.”

Tullius perks up at the suggestion that you want to meet him again. Tilting his head slightly to the side he makes a small squeaky sound, wanting to know when that time will be and where you're going. Of course you didn't understand him and assumed he was saying his own goodbye, you give him a sweet smile before returning back to your hut.

The male watching your form getting smaller with his ear fins cast down and a pout forming on his lips. How he wished he could follow after you just to spend more time with you. Oh wait. He can.

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It's around ten at night when all of a sudden you hear something entering your small wooden hut. As if something heavy got knocked over. You left your window open to let the small ocean breeze in, and you never expected someone to actually break in. After all, you're basically alone on this part of the island. You made sure when you rented this hut for your summer holiday. Wanting nothing more but to relax and enjoy the beach without having other people there.

But when you sneaked out of your small kitchen with a frying pan in both hands, just in case, you find that merman you've met earlier today, laying face first on the wooden floor. Lowering your weapon you let out a surprised gasp “You? What are you doing here?”, at the sound of your voice he quickly looks up from the floor with big eyes, a happy purr rumbling through his chest as he sits up to the best of his ability. Seemingly proud that he has found you and entered on his own. Because it was definitely not that easy.

Now that he's out of the water you can finally admire the merman more closely. He seems to be your age, soft looking fair skin with small various shaped scars littering over his entire lean and slender body. Clawed hands littered with wine red fish scales spreading from the back of his hands leading up to his forearms and fading in color until they reach up his elbows, where on each a triangular fin with the same color is situated. Three slits on each side of his neck now visible which you guess are his gills are closed shut to instead breath in the air instead of filtering the oxygen through water.

One long dorsal fin, also colored wine red, travels from the back of his neck down and along his spine to the middle of his white tail where another triangular shaped one connects wandering down right to the end. Two extra pairs on the sides of his hips and the other one further down his tail. They all look like they've either got cut or teared on the edges and you wonder if it's as painful as it looks.

Your (e/c) eyes travel back up to his head where a mop of messy wet white hair just barely covers those beautiful dark blue eyes that seem to glow in the darker corner of your room. The merman crawls closer, making your form stiffen up slightly but you do not dare to make a sudden move.

Once he's just a few feet away from you, Tullius opens his fist he's been kept closed the entire time and reveals a (favorite color) star snail sea shell, holding it towards you. “For me?” The male nods with a chirp avoiding his gaze but glancing back at you to watch your reaction. You carefully take it from him, putting the pan away and look at it with awe exclaiming that you love his gift.

Tullius' tail slaps against the floor in delight, a sharp toothed grin and small blush spreading across his cheeks, seeing that you like his courting gift.

And this is how it would go on for a few weeks. The merman slipping into your home in the middle of the night and bringing you gifts, all the while hanging around with you so long until he has to go into the ocean again. While at day time you'll see him peaking out from the waves waiting for you to come visit him.

You came to know his name after you showed him how to write, being amazed what a quick learner your new merfriend is. The both of you bonded quickly and you would end up spending most of the time with Tullius and getting to learn more about him, as he does about you. Even sharing his collection with you and receiving some as well he's never seen before.

Eventually you come to feel a certain way for the merman, and you were hoping that he would feel the same.

Little did you know, you've already captured his heart way before you even knew him.

But the day where you have to fly back to your home from your vacation came quicker than you could count, and it made you sad about leaving Tullius for who knows how long. You have to tell him how you feel before you're gone from this island. So as per usual the first thing you do this morning, is walking out to the beach looking for the merman. And there he was, waiting for you at his usual spot by the small wooden pier leading to your hut.

Smiling he waves at you and does a few happy flips before climbing up the structure and leaping on top of you for a tight hug making you fall onto the wooden surface. Your clothes getting wet in the process but you don't mind and giggle as he purrs and nuzzles up against you.

Tullius has become more affectionate and clingy the closer you two became, but not in an overbearing or annoying way which you admit you find pretty cute.

As the two of you spend the time together, Tullius still having his arms wrapped around you chin resting on your shoulder while playing with your hair, you reveal to him about your vacation time and you ending up leaving this island. His reaction of course as you imagined makes your chest feel heavy. The merman is now pulling you tightly against him, his ear fins pulled down and whimpering softly, pleading for you to stay with him.

While Tullius understood that you had to go, it was very hard for him to accept it. After all, he just got closer to you and now you have to leave! He's worried you'll leave him forever.

“I know... I'll miss you too... ” Tullius rests his forehead against yours at your words clicking in response. And as a final goodbye he gently cups your cheeks slowly leaning in until his soft wet lips meet yours in a sweet kiss, surprising you but returning it with as much love as he's pouring into the gesture. A promise to him that you will definitely come back and visit him.

He pulls away with reddened cheeks and loving smile, loosening his hold and preparing to go back into the ocean waters. Neither of you wanted to leave but it would make it harder to say goodbye. And before he finally leaves, Tullius gives you one last look back and finally manages to form his usual noises into five simple words that fills your heart with warmth and will stay with you until the time comes that the both of you will meet again.

“I... love... you... forever...(y/n).”

#x reader #mythical beings #reader insert #female reader #merfolk #merman #fluff #merman x reader #y/n #monster x y/n #monster x reader

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dark-and-kawaii · 5 months

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So we agree that Raphael would keep Tav plugged when he isn’t using them? Both to keep them open and ready and to keep his seed in their womb.

༺ 𝐼𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝐵𝓎 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 ༻

Tell me you’re horny for Raphael without telling me your horny for Raphael (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

Raphael - Haarlep - Impregnated - NSFW

In the beginning you wanted nothing to do with the Devil, but Raphael knew how to sink his claws into you. The more you visited him the more you wished to help him in his goal…

And by the time you’ve handed him the crown it’ll already have been too late for you… The Devil you came to know had slowly manipulated you into wanting to carry his offspring, wanting and wishing to stay at his side.

He’d whisper in your ear while caressing your stomach, “What a pretty little thing you’d be with a belly so swollen.” His voice velvety smooth, “We’ve come oh so far with one another, the crown will be useless if I don’t have an heir… What do you say, little mouse.”

You were sure that your inner thighs were bruised and swore your pelvis would never be the same. It almost felt like your legs would never close again, permanently wedged opened from all the fucking Raphael had been doing to insure his seed took to your womb.

His sweat trickled down his well sculptured crimson form, his once perfect hair a mess and clinging to the sides of his face and horns as he recovers from another orgasm. Raphael eases his cock out of you for the umpteenth time, his cum pouring out of your gaping hole…

Haarlep watched in amusement, they never knew their master had this in him. “Tut tut, you’re letting it all slip out of you. This is very very wasteful of you.” Haarlep quickly moves their hand to your sullied cunt, they’re quick to scoop the cum that left your hole only to shove it back inside you.

“Now now there’s no need for such theatrics, pet.” Raphael’s tail swished behind him before making its way to your entrance. Flicking his hand -an order for Haarlep to remove their fingers- he plunges his tail into you as a makeshift plug.

Suddenly an electric current passes through you, its unlike anything you’ve felt before. You can feel the tip of his tail stir within you; knocking and thrusting against your cervix trying to make its way past a forbidden passage.

Your eyes fly open… Raphael’s eyes are dark, his brow furrowed, his stare cold… An evil grin cinching his red lips, “How does it feel to know that your womb now carries a Devils child, my little mouse.”

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #raphael bg3 #Raphael #raphael the cambion #raphael x reader #raphael x tav #haarlep #haarlep x tav #bg3 raphael

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redr0sewrites · 8 months

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having some dan heng thoughts........

he doesnt go into rut or anything, but he has a reeeeally high sex drive and hes good at hiding it. so if youre having a convo or chatting with someone hes gonna act all composed but the moment youre alone he'll cram his cock(s) into your hole(s) and plow you like theres no tomorrow. BONUS POINTS IF HES WHINIER THAN USUAL!!!

- liz (ive been holding onto this because i thought im sending too many requests HELP)

AAA LIZ!!!! THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS SENDING IN TOO MANY REQS PLS SEND MORE I NEED MORE HSR REQS!!! <3 dan heng is sooo delicious

🥀CW: smut, ehibitionism, switch/soft dom dan heng, imbibitor lunae!dan heng, marking, dirty talk, overall filth

🥀 minors dni

dan hengs tail swung sharply through the air, the only giveaway in his usually stoic demeanor. his horns glowed faintly as he stared down the person talking to you both. while others may have seen him as calm, you knew exactly what your boyfriend wanted.

you politely excused the both of you, and began to walk away, farther down the street with dan heng right at your heels. the minute you both turned the corner, he harshly grabbed you and practically dragged you to the nearest alleyway. it had been far too long since he had touched you, and his dragonic instincts had already taken over. he had barely managed to contain his lust when talking to that stranger, and now here you both were, alone, with one idea in mind.

"off. now." dan heng tugged at your clothes, pulling your shirt down from your shoulder to reveal your skin. he immediately began to press hot, messy kisses to your neck, ghosting his teeth over your collarbone to your shoulder. your breath hitched, and he bit down hard.

"slow down dumbass" you mumbled, trying to pull away so you could continue removing your shirt. dan heng whined in response and the both of you seperated long enough to remove your clothes before he practically pounced on you, shoving you against the wall and picking you up.

"i need you... need you so bad..." dan heng was muttering as he began to press sloppy kisses to your neck and shoulders, grinding against you fervently. suddenly he pulled away a little, aligning himself with your weeping hole.

you moaned, feeling him rubbing against your entrance. dan heng groaned in response, kissing you roughly and nipping at your lower lip. suddenly, he pushed into you, the both of you moaning in pleasure as he filled you.

"aeons, your so tight- its like your hole was made for my cock, augh~ made for me-" dan heng bit down on your shoulder so hard you were sure he drew blood, and you let out a wanton moan as his hips snapped against yours.

a small bulge formed in your stomach with each harsh thrust, you dragged his hand down to press on it. dan heng moaned as he felt the small bump grow with each thrust.

"mm~ taking me so well, need you so bad-" he was cut short by another loud moan, his hole body trembling in pleasure. the both of you were nearing your orgasms, and the pleasure was overwhelming.

"please- please i'm so close" he gasped, the sound of skin slapping against skin and loud moaning made it incredibly obvious what you both were doing, yet you couldn't find the energy to care.

"me too- ngh~ cum inside, please-" at your words, dan heng seemed to grow feral. his tail moved to wrap tightly around your thigh, and he slammed deeper into you as your hips stuttered to keep up.

"o-oh, aeons~" dan heng let out a needy sob, and at the same time the coil in your stomach snapped as your release tumbled through you. dan heng gave a few more needy thrusts, prolonging both of your highs as you both took shaky breaths.

dan heng pulled out of you slowly, a ring of sticky release coated the base of his cock. the both of you were soaked in your own release, and dan heng pressed a soft kiss to the skin on your neck he had previously marked. you sigh contentedly, pulling away to look at how ruined you both looked.

"wanna go home and continue this?"

bro i feel like this sucks im so sorry😭 i am actually so tired im still getting over being sick so it took me a while to get to this request again IM SO SORRYYYYY BUT FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE REQS LIZ!!!!!! I LOVE UR REQS!!!!!!!

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belphegorey · 7 days

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⌜games, leviathan⌟ ⎯ the perfect game. he had truly found the perfect game. ⎯ fem!reader x leviathan ⎯ warnings include: pervy leviathan, tails, accidental voyeurism and exhibitionism

Who would have believed that they could make such a game? Leviathan was giddy in his seat as the game loaded up. Moans played through his headset and he tapped his finger anxiously on the mouse. It wasn’t the first time he had played a hentai game while everyone was asleep, far from it in fact, but it was different.

Those other games weren’t customisable.They had pretty characters, he had fallen victim numerous times to the charms, but in the new game he could make anyone he wanted. He could make you , his only true friend that Leviathan knew would never be more. You were always with his brothers instead.

The game began with your character, almost a picture perfect design of you (he did spend far too long making sure it was akin to you) moved through the dark castle. His character’s POV, a demon lord of warriors, watched as your breasts, barely hidden in the bikini top, bounced with each step.

“ Mighty Leviachan, ” you bowed before the throne, Levi whimpered at just how similar your voice sounded to your real one. He couldn’t believe he was able to customise your voice too! Like that human game you had told him about, just without the magic charms. The camera panned down as his character stood above you. You bit your lip and looked up at him from your bow, “ I apologise for the disruption. ”

Options appeared for him to choose between. Leviathan clicked on the first one, questioning why your character was interrupting him. It made the slight glow around you turn pink as you looked away from him. The view followed your eyes and he noticed the concubines surrounding his throne. All who wanted him — Leviachan.

But, they weren’t you. He wanted you. Needed you. Craved you. “ I was sent to offer you a gift, my Lord. It is a thank you from Henry for saving his life. ” Your eyes still focused on the concubines even as his character stepped toward you. The pink flashed purple and blue in envy, it made Leviathan’s cock twitch. Jealousy, his own sun, looked so perfect on you. His character lifted your chin and made you stand tall…

… You were smaller than him. So cute and tiny. Just like in reality. No dialogue options appeared and instead the automatic response played; “ What is my gift then ?”

The thin clothing you wore was shredded from your skin, leaving you nude before his very eyes. Your thighs pressed together and your arm went over your tits while the pink aura returned in vibrant effect. “ I am your gift, Master .” Leviathan’s character made your arms return to your side and allowed him the opportunity to ogle your tits. Just like your real ones. He closed his eyes and recalled the time you accidentally flashed him your whole body. A favourite memory of his. “ That is, if you would like me .”

More dialogue options appeared. If he was feeling patient, Leviathan would take the longer route by refusing the advances of your character. But, he was too excited, the tent in his sweatpants throbbed in eagerness. “ I see, ” Leviachan waved his hands and the throne room emptied of the concubines and servants. The power was explicating to him, Leviathan was sure he could become drunk off it (it must be how Lucifer felt, why couldn’t he command people the same way) but instead his character calmly went back to his throne and removed his clothing. Only briefly did the camera show the erection held by him, as it focused back on your nervous character, slowly walking toward his seat, “ then go ahead and prove yourself as a worthy present .”

“ Yes, Master .”

It cut away and jumped to you right before him. The tip of his cock was between your lips, and your tits rubbed against his length. The hands of Leviachan tapped on your hair with authority while Leviathan’s awkwardly fumbled to pull his cock from his pants. He was already leaking, and just the small touch of his fingers made him whimper. Your moans, muffled by the thick cock of the game, played in his ears and he couldn’t help but react to each noise.

It wasn’t bad if he already gave into the game, right? It was designed for this purpose, and it was you right in front of him. Leviathan groped at his desk for his fleshlight while keeping his eyes stuck on the screen. Sweat built on your forehead as you gagged on the cock. Options appeared for him again: Tease her. Choke her. Deepthroat her. He hastily clicked on the final one while teasing himself with the opening of his toy. So tight, Leviathan was sure you would be as well.

Leviachan’s hands on your head forced you lower on his cock, and you gasped against him. Your hands and tits fell from around him and instead moved between your thighs to play with your cunt. “ Master,” you moaned around him as your eyes fluttered shut. He could see the bulge of the cock in your throat rubbing against you while your saliva dropped against him. Each whimper and whine you made was loud for him, but Leviathan turned the volume up to its full effect as he bottomed out in the fleshlight. “ Please,”

His hips moved in the same rhythm as his character, bucking into the toy with a slowly increasing speed. Leviathan shut an eye while the other still watched the screen. He wanted to fuck your mouth, it was a carnal emotion in his veins that had him growling. Asmo probably had. Mammon definitely tried. All of them had you, but not him. He needed you. Leviathan felt his tail sprout from his backside as sharp fangs pierced his bottom lip. The tang of his blood was nothing beneath the sour taste of jealousy.

Leviachan came into your mouth, his hips in the air and hands holding your head still at his base. He could see the cum slide down your throat as your fingers worked feverishly at your clit. Slick desire pooled on the stone floor and at uk to your thighs. Leviathan needed you. He wanted to taste you and please you. He wanted to take you and use you just like Leviachan did.

“ Master, ” you rubbed your face against his creamy cock while your eyes sparkled up at the camera. Love drunk. You would never look at the real him that way, “ please let me continue. ” Leviathan did not hesitate as he clicked the continue button, squeezing the fleshlight around him with a hiss.

The screen cut away again, but only to reveal the arch of your body as you slowly slid down his erection. Your tits were right in front of the camera, though it panned down to admire how your cunt took him so greedily. Hands squeezed around your waist while Leviathan held the desk between his claws. His tail wrapped tight around his wrist while he abused the fleshlight around him.

Your moans were the ultimate soundtrack to his moment. Like when the hero reaches the peak of his adventure, your vocals grew in pitch as the character fucked you as hard as you deserve. His fangs were daggers on his lip and he attempted to silence every moan Leviathan wanted to make.

Close. He was close. He focused on how your body bounced on him as he thrusted into the fleshlight with desperation. You would take it, he knew you would let him cum inside you and beg for more. Good human. His good human. Only his.

Leviathan’s eyes closed even as the shadows around his blue-lit room bent around a silhouette. He didn’t care, he was so close to the edge, Leviathan needed his release. Your face was dropped in awe at the cock inside you, little drops of drool building in the corner of your mouth between each moan of ecstasy. Perfect expression, the perfect human — he could imagine your sweet gaze watching him as he came in you.

But, just at the edge of release, his headphones were pulled from his head and fell around his neck. Leviathan turned around with a flush, ready to be chastised by Lucifer for playing such games with your likeness… only it was far worse. You, the real you; right before his envious eyes.

Your mouth was open wide in shock, as you flittered around to try and focus on something. There was so much evidence condemning him. He wanted to crawl into his fish tank and hide from the world. It was one thing to be caught playing such a game, but one where he purposely made the character look like you, isolation was the only option. You glanced between the screen illuminating the game version of you mewling for more cock, the fleshlight stuck on Leviathan’s cock, and at his neck were the moans were loudly playing for you both to hear.

In your hand held your D.D.D, his contact open to an ongoing phone call. Phone call. Phone call? Leviathan rushed to cover himself with his pants while searching for his own D.D.D. It was behind his monitor, which he hastily switched off to prevent further shame, but his cheeks were red enough as he discovered the screen. A minute long phone call, one he didn’t recall starting. Was it Karusu? Did the bastard bird hear his moans and take it for him needing to call you.

“I thought…” he looked back at you with wide eyes, shuffling his thighs to hide the erection and toy beneath his sweatpants. Your mouth opened and closed like a fish from your shock, still looking around the room for something to focus on. Leviathan attempted to remain strong, but he couldn’t help the glance at your chest. Blue decorated your body in the most revealing way possible, courtesy of Asmodeus, and your nipples poked through the satin. The nightgown barely hid your ass, he clenched his fingers to a fist to avoid desperately flicking it up. “I though you were in trouble…”

His voice cracked, “Nope!” His body was shaking from the nerves in his mind. You were going to hate him. Probably forever. And Leviathan couldn’t blame you for that. How mortifying for him and demeaning for you. All he could hope was that you were insulted that he used your image for a hentai game. “I’m fine! You can go back to sleep now!”

“That was me,” your finger shook in the air as you pointed at the now empty monitor. Your jaw was still slack while your eyebrows remained high on your forehead in shock, “I was… how?!”

He could visualise the dialog options before him. Leviathan stuttered over his words as he decided which sentence to choose, but he had no idea of what would result in the least amount of damage! There was no guide, no promise of your relationship ending well, he was nervous. “Was it?”

Playing dumb was the worst decision. Leviathan knew it as soon as the minimal words fell from his lips. Your eyes looked aflame as you stared down at him, he felt his tail coil around his waist as he shrunk inward. “Yes,” you leaned in and turned his monitor back on. The game hadn’t paused, the graphics of you, the character he designed, continued to moan over the demon cock snug inside, “that is me! Levi, what the fuck?”

“I’m so sorry!” He whimpered into his hands, covering his flushed face and avoiding your surely disgusted expression. “I just… I really like you but I’m always so scared to say anything and I get so pent up by it. I wasn’t going to make you, really! but I just thought about how beautiful you are and then you were there. Please don’t hate me, I need you in my life! Please!”

He heard the click of his monitor again, and Leviathan was sure the room had plunged into the darkness (only a deep blue glow from his LED lights that he refused to turn off) once more. You sighed and he sobbed into his palms yet again, he knew you were going to hate him. You would tell everyone what a filthy pervert he is and Leviathan would never be able to leave his room again.

Why were you still standing there? Leviathan wanted to cry and go silk into his bathtub for the better half of a century but you still stood right in front of him. Not even moving. Did you know it was torturing him? “Levi,” your soft hands traced his hands and slowly pulled them from his face. All he could muster was a pout as he watched you smile at him. Smile? Why were you smiling? “I could never hate you. Especially over something like this. There’s no harm,”

“Really?” Because only Leviathan could have such amazing timing, his cock throbbed beneath the material of his sweatpants. He was still on the edge. Your touch on his skin had only reminded him of such. He could see your cleavage pour from the satin nightgown and his fangs sunk into his lip again. “Promise?”

You nodded and leaned in closer, making Leviathan lean back in reflex. He was confused — what were you doing? Teasing him? Torturing him? Did he even care; your body sat atop him in the chair, crotch right on top of his throbbing erection. You had to be able to feel him, and the fleshlight, but there was no comment. “I promise,”

Leviathan gripped the armrests of his chair with wide eyes. He couldn’t move. One move and he would end up spilling all over himself and embarrassing himself even more. Your fingers danced against his cheek and teased the bottom of his lips, taping his sharp fangs. “Then…” you rolled your hips softly. He thought it was an accident at first, but your sultry smile made him moan quietly. You knew what you were doing. But, “why?”

You tutted your tongue and leaned closer. He could smell you so perfectly, sweet honey that he wished to taste along his tongue. Your hand tapped at his tail and he unfurled it for you without question — but, he felt himself choke as you guided the tip of his tail to your slick cunt.

Wet. You were wet. Because of… him? That couldn’t be so, yeah, it had to be because you had been with Beel or something. But, you were showing him and making him feel how slippery you were. On purpose! “I need you to help me out, Leviachan,” you purred the words as you sucked in the tip of his tail. So tight. He groaned into clenched teeth as your cunt greedily pulled his tail further in, warm muscle throbbing around him. His cock weeped in his pants in envy of his own tail, but the rocking of your hips are aided in the jealousy. “Think you can manage?”

He nodded dumbly. No words could be formed as he pushed his tail further inside of you. Your body shuddered in glee as you formed a beautiful smile for him. For Leviathan! No separation caused by it being augmented. This was real. You were real. You were on top of him and fucking yourself on his tail.

Your nails dug into his shoulder as you whimpered for him. Leviathan couldn’t help himself from thrusting upward, pushing his hard cock against you and making you gasp in glee. “Oh, Levi,” you mewled so loud he hoped that everyone could hear that it was his name on your lips. Your head fell back and your tits moved closer to his face. He couldn’t help himself. Leviathan pushed closer and hesitantly kissed the skin of your breasts, his fangs grazing along them, “Feels so good!”

He felt like a dog getting ear scratches at your praise. The goofiest of proud grind found its way to his lips as he moved your closer to him, sucking and biting your tits all he desired. His hands, tight on your hips, forced you to grind along his dick and made you bounce on his tail. Your moans were far better than the games. They were in his ears, around his room — and all for him. The real him.

Your cunt tightened around his tail and Leviathan pushed further, forcing himself in and out at a speed faster than his mind could cope with. So long. He had desired you so long. Your noises of pleasure raised an octave as you visibly grew tipsier for his touch. Leviathan himself felt the same, he was so close to messing himself up with cum, and the self control he held was slipping.

“Fuck,” he whined into your skin with a shiver as your hips continued to grind along his lap. The control of his tail was getting sloppy as his mind melted to ecstasy, “gonna… oh fuck fuck, fuck!”

His orgasm exploded into the forgotten fleshlight and along his sweatpants, sticking to his thighs and parts of his stomach. Your giggle was harmonious as you continued to greedily take his tail for your pleasure. “You have… the cutest orgasm face…” your breathing was ragged as you attempted to regain control of your voice. Each second caused more whimpers to leave you, and your nails caused little bruises to already show on his pale skin, “wanna see it more.”

Leviathan would happily let you. He would do anything for you. Anything. Everything. Your word was his law and he happily followed each rule. “Need to see you first,” he finally found his voice, though rough and quiet there was a foreign command to it that Leviathan had never felt before. His hold on your hips tightened as he pulled your body harder against his lap, only making his tail push further inside of you, “please, need you to cum for me. All over my tail. Gonna make you suck it clean while I finally taste you myself.” He pushed you against his desk as he stood up. Just like in the game, you were smaller than him. Your eyes were wide with playful innocence though it broke with your moan at his roughhousing. “All mine. Finally all mine.”

“All yours, Levi,” you kissed him for the first time as you came on his tail, your body shaking in his arms.

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sooniebby · 10 months

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GENSHIN YOU SAY?

Foxboy Childe going into rut and the reader (ftm), being his loyal assistant and right hand man, agrees to help him get through it aka I'm gonna let my boss rail me because maybe I have feelings for him but also he's really hot

ఌ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 / 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐀

꧁ 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙚 𝙭 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Smut 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚! ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

Being Childe’s assistant for so long—you sorta of cared for him. In a more subtle way. While most feared him, rightfully so, you always just saw him as someone overcompensating for something he was lacking within.

Now, you’d never tell him that unless you wanted to be killed but it was something you thought about from time to time. But even then—you always thought your care for him wouldn’t go as far as making sure he didn’t get seriously injured during fights.

Which was already your job being his right hand man.

But you guessed your care for him went further than that. Seeing as you said yes to help him with his upcoming rut. See, you weren’t knowledgeable on how these ruts worked.

What did you think saying yes meant? Honestly—maybe just helping him masturbate or something.

Not having his dick in your pussy as he fucked you not too far away from other fatui soldiers.

Your hands clasped together over your mouth as you rocked against the tree behind you. You were thankful Childe kept your clothes on. Your mask skewed—almost off your face.

Childe didn’t say anything—too far gone in his rut to talk. His thrusting was harsh and unforgiving, chasing his own release. He gripped your waist tightly, holding you close so you couldn’t even move.

Your legs hung limply at his sides, bouncing from each thrust into your pussy. You eyed your surroundings as you watched other Fatui walk past the bushes you two were fucking in. If they had so much as look your way—they would see the 11th Harbinger fucking his right hand man.

Despite how pleasurable it was—you desperately hoped he cummed quick. Fucking outside was not something you liked. The constant fear of someone watching was just there in your head.

But it seemed Childe didn’t mind. No, he focused solely on the wet tight heat around his cock. His ears and tail twitched with each move. You felt an odd sense of wonder at the sight.

It was cute. And if you weren’t so worried about screaming your head off—you would’ve tried to touch them.

“(Name).”

The thrusting stopped. You couldn’t help the whimper of disappointment. Your cunt tightened around his cock—hopefully giving him the hint to not stop. Not when it was getting you close to your own release.

“Does it feel good?”

You removed your hands from your mouth. “What? Of course it is.”

“Then why aren’t you moaning? It hurts to not hear you,” Childe said, the faint teasing flying right past you.

You were way too horny to be playing games right now.

It really looked like you were the one in a rut instead of Childe.

“I don’t want people to hear. It’s embarrassing.”

“Why? Afraid no one will see you as tough anymore?” Childe asked, slowly picking up his thrusts. You moved to put your hand pack on your mouth but they were swiftly grabbed by Childe.

He only had to use one hand to hold both of yours and held them against the tree behind you. A playful smirk was on his lips as his thrusting picked up. You bit your lip in a way to muffle your moans—struggling to pull away even one of your wrists from his grasp.

“Why would anyone fear you seeing you get fucked like this?”

You mustered the best glare you could but you knew it wouldn’t phase him. He was right in a way. That scary reputation you built being the 11th Harbinger’s right hand man was not easy to build.

But you had finally had people staring to fear you like that feared Childe. So the thought of them no longer doing that heavily upset you. Though to Childe, it was something funny.

Judging by the amused look on his face as he continued to fuck you with no care of anyone seeing him.

You squealed when you felt Childe’s free hand graze your clit. He was slow and uncaring with your clit—hardly paying it any attention. Though he seemed to enjoy your whimpers and stuttered moans every time he touched it.

“I hope you know that my rut lasts a full week.” He suddenly said.

“Huh?!” You yelled, in pure shock. Okay, maybe you should’ve though about it more clearly about having Childe fuck you during his rut.

Childe simply laughed at your panicked expression before focusing solely on fucking you to your release. He rubbed your clit and leaned down to bite marks on your neck. His own grunting was louder than your moans as you tried to keep them down.

There hasn’t been a Fatuus soldier walk pass the bushes you were fucking in but you didn’t want to chance it.

It didn’t take long for you to cum, wrapping your legs around Childe’s waist as a sudden moan left your lips. Childe was right after you, pushing in deep inside to cum as deep as possible. The feeling of hot cum filled you as you shivered at the feeling.

Childe released his grip on your wrists as he moved his hand down to your stomach. You watched in confusion as he traced your stomach and gently patted it.

“What…?”

“You can get pregnant right?”

“…why?”

Childe grinned. “Well, I’m going to put a baby in you, obviously.”

“Excuse me?”

“Let’s get inside. It’s not good for you to be outside so late. I’ll fuck you again when my rut comes back.” Childe said as he slowly pulled out, grinning at the sight of cum leaking out of your cunt.

Well, Childe wasn’t a liar. He did fuck you later.

In front of the other Harbingers. You sat on his lap with his cock deep in your cunt while the other Harbingers ignored you. A few of them eyed you but they mostly talked amongst themselves.

It seemed they decided to not saying anything too important with you here. Childe didn’t even seem to be embarrassed at the fact he was fucking his right hand man in front of them. You honestly wished he didn’t have this much confidence.

“Has your rut started, Tartaglia?” One of the harbingers said, you weren’t sure who. You could only focus on the hot cum and his still hard cock inside of you. There was some round and large inside of you as well.

His knot, possibly? You weren’t sure.

“It has… (Name) had promised to help.” Childe said.

“Good. Your last rut when you spent it alone was terrible.”

Before you knew it, they had all left. Childe hummed as he played with your clit, enjoying the whimpers from you. You had already cummed twice, you weren’t sure if you could cum anymore.

You were pulled off his cock, much to your own disappointment before being spun around to face Childe. Childe hummed, patting your stomach as he pulled you back down to sit on your cock.

A whimper left your lips as his cock easily slid back into your cum filled pussy. It was so odd to have your cunt stay so loose and inviting. Childe had not stayed away from fucking you for the past few days.

You still felt like passing out right now. Your pussy could possibly cry if it had feelings from the ruthless fucking your faced.

“See? Was that so embarrassing?” Childe smirked. You shook your head in embarrassment.

That was not the impression you ever wanted to give the Harbingers. Now they’d only think of you as his fuck toy.

“You’ll get used to it soon… no one will say anything. Not if they want to die.” Chile gave you a soft smile. It was certainly different from any smile he gave you before. He looked so happy. His tail swished happily.

He honestly looked cute. An odd sense of love filled you. Was it the constant fucking? The cum that undoubtedly got you pregnant two days ago?

Probably.

But you would never truly understand Childe. Having a baby with him seems a bit weird but you knew he would be a decent dad. And you were just going to have to live with that.

And the constant public fucking—but that’s just a bonus.

but were the kids going to be foxes too?

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mysticdarling · 1 year

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Calling them by their real name

Characters: venti, xiao, scaramoche (genshin impact!)

Warnings: established relationship, suggestive in Venti's part, no pronouns used for the reader

A/n: hello lovely people! I hope you enjoy! Alsooo would anyone be interested in maybe a spicy pt 2?

Venti

After Venti's performance, in front of the Barbados statue, you offered to buy your bard a drink to celebrate, he was almost too delighted to accept.

Venti and you walked, your arms hooked together, heading towards his favorite tavern. He hummed happily to a song he played Just moments ago, loving every praise that escaped your lips. " I'm truly delighted you liked my performance, I would have played more but the sisters only approved so many" Venti whined, you both finally reaching the familiar building. "After you Barbados" You said holding the door to Angel share open for him. Venti stood there frozen, the breeze even seized for a moment before he blinked, his still face turning to a smile as he walked into the rustic atmosphere.

" Oh windblume the only time I want you to call me that is when you're screaming it for me." Venti beamed innocently, his comment far from it. "Screaming it? you're in front of me? Why would I have to scream it to you? ...." Your face went completely red realizing what he meant "VENTI?!"

"Ehe oh now It's venti? Aww but you loved saying your God's name, so why don't you keep going? Don't tell me you're all embarrassed now" Venti's smirk grew, leaning in closer to your face. "Nope I think I'm good! Speaking of I totally forgot I definitely have things to do! please enjoy your drink and I will see you later" You laugh nervously turning on your heels.

" what you're leaving already!? Windblume! Wait" Venti pouted, hugging you from behind before you could leave. "Don't you think you're getting out of it later, I want everyone to hear how devoted you are to Barbados" He whispered in your ear, his breath against your neck, before retracting himself away waving. "Farewell my windblume until we meet again" He bowed, returning to a stool at the bar.

You left a stunned, embarrassed mess. You knew you only had a few more hours until that god was coming for you.

Xiao

Xiao heard you were setting off for the next part of your journey and agreed to accompany you to the border of Liyue for protection,…definitely not because he wanted to spend more time with you, especially before you leave again. Xiao took care of every enemy in your path, not letting you get your hands dirty for a second, he handled them so swiftly you found no need to stop walking.

The air became thick as you reached the last bit of land, to break the silence you began your goodbyes. Xiao pulled out his polearm, completely jumping over you attacking a group of treasure hoarders who was waiting for you to be alone.

He left the mob running, removing his mask letting out a sigh, as he stood straight "the rest of the trail should be safe, if you run into trouble all you need do is call me" he spoke turning towards you. "You really are my hero, Alatus" As soon as the name escapes your lips Xiao stares at you a little bit too long for your comfort, his eyes dilating before you finally decide to break the silence again.

"Are you..um okay?" You tilted your head thinking you might have broken your adeptus. "...yes i'm fine, goodbye." he cleared his throat putting away his polearm walking back towards the inn.

" Wait Xiao, do you not like it!?" You quickly tail behind, abandoning your sense of adventure, him peaking your interest.

"You may call me whatever you wish" Xiao spoke avoiding eye contact . "Yes general Alatus!" He stiffened his cheeks puffing.

"Keep it down. use it as you please, but my feelings towards the name are a bit....complicated" xiao huffed. "Oh, alright, I just thought it was really pretty ever since you told me" you said still very clearly following, seeing him stop in his tracks. "You're going the wrong way, aren't you leaving?" he crossed his arms, coming up with a vague idea of what you wanted. Xiao walked closer, laying a soft kiss on your cheek. "You better hurry, I want you to find shelter before dark...stay safe y/n" With those words he disappeared without a trace.

The yaksha watched you from a high tree as you left, his face heating up your voice replaying in his head saying one word. "Alatus."

Scaramoche

Scaramouche and you traveled around Tyvat, he loved wondering with you, you made his world much brighter than how he used to see it. It was only so long before you both took a visit to Inazuma.

Most of the trip he seemed on edge, but as time went on Scaramoche became more comfortable in the scenery he used to reside. So there you were staring at scaramoche in awe, him only more beautiful with the backdrop of the morning trees.

Scara expected evey lavender melon he picked before putting it in the basket for dinner. His face was soft, innocent looking almost."Kunikuzushi" His face tensed hearing the old name that used to belong to him. "what did you just call me?" He cut you off almost immediately before a word could escape his lips."tch Nevermind that He's gone. There's no use in using that name anymore he was naive, weak. Just a waste of existen-"

"Stop talking about him like that!" You yell even shocking yourself before continuing. "H-he was a gentle wanderer who didn't deserve what happened to him.. I just wish he would have obtained his true happiness not sorrow and pain" Scara stared at you in a haze conflicted with his feelings before replying.

" how annoying…do you really believe that…nonsense he has it now so why even pity him. It's just a waste of time and meaningless emotions"

Your eyes lit up from his words " Scara are you admitting you're happy with me?!" you beamed, him on the other hand, was acting nonchalant crossing his arms." think what you want. I'm bored of this conversation just pick the lavender melons" he said narrowing his eyes, an annoyed sigh escaping his lips.

"Ok ok on it! Oh and I'm glad you're happy now, Kunikuzushi" For a moment you could've sworn you saw the puppet's cheeks grow red before he continued, refusing to look at you. " whatever."

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misc-obeyme · 9 months

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So uh... I couldn't stop thinking about this post because apparently many of us would like to be scolded by Barbatos. But a special thank you to @vinsmouke for adding a tag about him taking off his gloves slowly because my Barbatos obsession took hold of my silly little brain and refused to let go.

I don't know what this even is, I'm sorry, it seems I'm just very thirsty today and there is something about this scenario that inspired this. Listen, I don't question inspiration, I just let it take me where it will.

Barbatos x GN!MC - NSFW MDNI

Note: MC's genitals are not described, I tried to keep it gender neutral. I consider this to be an established relationship situation where consent has already been given.

Warnings: fingering, MC's wrists are restrained, Barbatos in demon form, I feel like there probably needs to be more here please let me know if I should add something

You sat on your chair and tried not to squirm. Barbatos was standing before you, a deceptive smile on his face. You knew what that smile meant. You had bratted too close to the sun.

You had been enjoying some tea and pastries at the Demon Lord's Castle one minute and found yourself in this tense situation the next. You couldn't deny that it was your own fault.

“Do you believe your behavior is appropriate, MC?” Barbatos asked, smile still in place.

"I-" you started to protest but he interrupted you.

“Please do not attempt to excuse it,” he said. You sat back in your chair, watching as he began to slowly pull his fingers out of his glove, one by one. “We have spoken about your bad behavior before. I decided on leniency then, but it is clear to me that I made an error in judgment. If you cannot conduct yourself properly…”

You swallowed as you watched him. He wasn’t looking at you, his attention fully on the methodical and deliberate way he was removing his gloves. You couldn’t look away, your hands fidgeting in your lap as you considered what may be coming next.

“…it is my responsibility to correct you,” Barbatos said, his eyes finally meeting yours as he placed his gloves on the table.

He was still smiling but the look in his eyes made you wiggle slightly in your seat. He circled around to stand behind you, letting the anticipation build up for several long moments while you waited.

And then you felt his fingers against your lips and you opened your mouth obediently. He didn’t need to tell you what to do - you closed your mouth around them and sucked.

His other hand loosened the waistband of your RAD uniform before sliding past it, his fingertips teasing along the heat between your legs. You sighed around the fingers in your mouth as he coated the tips of the other fingers in your slick.

Barbatos tutted gently in your ear. “Aroused so easily by being scolded? I may begin to think you get into trouble on purpose.”

It was a good thing you couldn’t talk, since you were sure he would see right through any lie you tried to tell about how you would never do such a thing.

You had been trying to stay still, keeping your hands beside you. But as Barbatos’s fingers began to stimulate you, you found it more and more difficult. You reached out to grasp both of his wrists desperately, moaning at the feeling of his touch.

It wasn’t long before your hands were pulled away from him, your grip broken as they were tugged behind the back of your chair. You could tell from the cool sensation now around your wrists that they were being held back by his tail.

You knew Barbatos was in demon form behind you, restraining you while he edged you, his fingers in your mouth. It caused a thrill to spike through your body, even though you couldn't see him.

It was an effort not to bite down on him and he knew it, pushing you as far as he could, waiting to see if you would lose control. His fingers moved expertly between your legs, teasing you before increasing the sensation, bringing you so close to your climax and then retreating again, but never fully letting up.

The longer this went on, the more you started to squirm until you were writhing on your chair. You strained against the tail that held your wrists, gasping against the fingers in your mouth.

Barbatos took his fingers out of your mouth abruptly and you couldn’t stop yourself from begging.

“Barbatos, please…!” you cried, body arching back against the chair.

Barbatos’s other hand went still beneath your clothes. “MC. Must I remind you this is a punishment?”

You let your head fall back on top of the chair and suddenly you could see his face. The teasing gleam in his eyes, the black of his horns nestled among the green of his hair, the longer bright teal edges tickling your cheek as he leaned forward just a little.

"Please…" you said again, knowing you were flushed with heat, that your desperation was plain on your face.

Barbatos was smiling still, but it was an amused smile rather than a dangerous one. "Your begging is sweet, my love, but it will do you no favors now. Be good and I will reward you later."

You whined as he pulled away from you. His tail released your wrists as he shifted out of demon form. You watched as he used a napkin to clean himself of you before putting his gloves back on.

Although you found yourself feeling slightly frustrated, you also knew that Barbatos was always true to his word. You could tell just from looking at his face that he fully intended to reward you later. The promise of it was enough to give you the strength to wait just a little longer.

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kiame-sama · 3 months

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Of Cats And Hawks- (Yandere!Hawks x Reader) pt 3

Warnings; yandere behavior, yandere relationship, yandere temperament, possessive behavior, various animal courtship behavior, perverse Hawks, NSFW themes and content, nesting behavior, item theft, scent kink, oral (fem receiving), tail pulling, feathers, bit of a masochist Hawks,

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"Just like that..!"

The voice panted and huffed in exhilaration, hands working tirelessly to get everything he needed how he needed it. It was almost a frenzy of movement as the soft sound of fabric sliding against fabric could be faintly heard. Each desperate breath working on getting that scent and drowning in it like some sick degenerate.

He is a sick degenerate.

As far as Keigo was concerned, he was a filthy and depraved lunatic when compared to you and how calmly you seem to have approached it all. Countless hero centered magazines put the two of you in the headlines and numerous fan-clubs did analysis of the potential conflict the two of you would endure as a couple. Keigo was thrilled to have claimed you so obviously and had been working ever since your last meeting.

Keigo had more things to do, but he did allow himself a nice recreational distraction every now and again. Buying clothing your size and grabbing whatever he can from your room while you weren't there, replacing your old clothes with the new ones and hoping you don't notice. Taking your scent soaked clothes back to his apartment to add to his current shrine, as unconventional as it was.

"Smell so good..! Make me lose my mind..!"

Keigo groaned into the clothes he held up to his face, drinking in your natural scent and moaning in bliss. After another long inhale, he lovingly wove it into his current obsessive project. His sparse and near dismal apartment was already rather barren compared to how others thought he lived, so it wasn't like the odd nest was in the way of anything.

Nesting was a new behavior, even for Keigo, and he was curious to see just what this new development did for him. He had approached the hero association about it- seeing as they controlled almost every part of his life- and their response was not as he expected. Instead of making him remove his dearest darling from his life, they encouraged him to advance the relationship. Having been given the all-clear to push the relationship forward, Keigo found himself nesting.

The nest itself was an amalgamation of clothing, pillows, and blankets. Despite how garish or gaudy some may find it to be, Keigo thought it was beautiful. He was especially pleased with the many colors that were in it, vaguely understanding that it was likely a bird instinct that demanded the multitude of colors.

"Need you so much...!"

He panted softly and nuzzled his face against the clothing that he had so lovingly woven into his nest, his wings fluttering rapidly behind him. It was during this affectionate display that a knock came at his door, breaking through his concentration sharply. The silence that followed almost made him believe that whoever it was went away before there was another knock followed by a familiar voice.

"Keigo? The others sent me to check up on you. You haven't been to the agency in days and no one has heard from you since."

Oh, Darling, there you were.

Did you know he has been waiting for you anxiously to arrive? Did you know that he was building this fantastic nest for you? Did you come to help soothe the itching and frustrating ache inside of him? Did you see how many colors were in his nest just for you?

"Keigo," your voice called again, spurring the Hawk hero to stand and rush to the door, "say something so I know you are okay."

When he threw the door open, you clearly had not expected him to rush forward to see you. Your tail was fluffed and your ears were back as Keigo pulled you inside, slamming the door behind the two of you loudly. Your eyes easily adjusted to the dark of his home and you tried to take in as much as you could about the situation despite the sudden way you entered the room.

"Please... Help... Please, I need... I need help..!"

You felt genuine concern hearing how out of breath and frantic Keigo seemed at that moment. Usually Keigo was very level headed and confident as the hero Hawks, but something about his tone sounded truly pitiful to you as he hung onto you and whimpered like an injured animal. It was then another scent registered to your mind, one that was sharp and intense. Your brain recognized it almost immediately as pheromones coming from Keigo, and those pheromones told you just what exactly he needed help with.

You had agreed to try a relationship with Keigo and it wasn't far into that relationship when you learned how you were the only truly stable partner he has ever had. He told you about the Hero's Association and how he had been drafted in as only a child, meaning you were the only support Keigo had in and out of the hero world. Though the Association did attempt to have you keep an eye on Keigo, you refused to be another spy in his life.

Keigo was whining and slowly grinding his hips against you, letting you feel the rather hard erection he had as he continued to whimper softly. His hands were clinging to you desperately and he panted heavily in your ears, feeling almost feverish to the touch.

You took a moment to decide what you wanted to do, and the obvious choice was the one you settled on.

"Such a bad birdy," your voice was a soft croon, "already ready to go and here we both are, far too dressed for this situation."

The second Keigo actually registered your words, you felt his feathers rip through the clothes you were wearing. You knew he had stolen a fair portion of your clothes as the ones he replaced them with were covered in his scent, but you knew now why he so desperately wanted them. Each piece of clothing he had taken was woven into his nest and even as the scraps of what you wore fell to the ground around you, his feathers tried to weave the scraps into the nest as well.

Keigo fell to his knees and gripped your thigh, pulling one of your legs over his shoulder as he buried his face between your plush thighs. His tongue was hot as it wormed its way into your soft folds, slurping and lashing against you. You couldn't help the surprised gasp as Keigo almost viciously worked you over with his tongue.

His wings slowly came up, feathers moving from where they were to lift you up, holding your legs spread for the blond. Keigo looked like a wild animal as he crouched between your legs, eyes rolled back as he shoved his face against you, refusing to pull back for air. You whined and gripped his hair, feeling one of his hands suddenly grip the base of your tail and give a light tug.

He pushed two fingers into you, working your hot hole open enough to add a third finger. Each pump of his fingers was accented with a light tug at your tail, leaving you mewling in pleasure. The sensation of him pulling your tail, working you with his tongue, and sliding his fingers into you had you cumming roughly, holding his head with your hands as you whined and rocked your hips.

Despite how early in the relationship it was for you, you also felt sorry for Keigo and the state he was in. You knew very well how hormones from your animal quirk impacted the way you reacted to certain situations. Clearly Keigo was pleased as he kept his face buried between your thighs and worked almost tirelessly to lap up the plentiful juices your body provided.

"That's enough," you panted, pulling a desperate Keigo away from your weeping folds, "no more for you."

"N-no! No, please! Please, I need-!"

"No more standing, Keigo. You built a nest for a reason, right?"

His golden eyes were almost completely black with how his pupils were blown wide and dilated. Of course, once your words registered to his hormonal mind he was throwing you down onto the plush nest he built for the two of you. Most of your missing clothes were present in the nest along with any blankets Keigo had to his name. He clearly spent quite a lot of time on the nest and had likely been building this nest since he had last come into work.

He climbed on top of you much like a predator stalking up on his prey, his wings were flared to either side of his body as he panted heavily. Something about the way Keigo looked- wild and untamed- sparked interest in your mind as you let the red-winged hero run his hips against yours. Every thrusting motion slid his hot cock through your folds, slicking him up with your juices.

"Soft 'n good... So warm..!"

Keigo was nearly drooling as he continued to rut his hips, whining from the blissful sensation running through him. His hands were kneading your soft breasts and his lips roamed over your warm skin all while he continued to whine and gasp. He still didn't enter you as he struggled to line himself up, doing what he could to not have to pull his hands away from your soft figure.

"Keigo," you almost growled in frustration at the lack of contact, wanting to reach down and grab him yourself, "just... get in, damn it..!"

He finally managed to angle himself well enough to prod at your weeping hole, pressing into you with a loud groan of pleasure. You gripped his shoulders tightly as that thick length bullied its way inside of you. The stretch almost seemed like it would be too much for your soft body to handle. It was only when he bottomed out that you realized he wasn't just thick, but he was long too.

"F-fuck! So good..!"

Keigo actually was drooling at this point as he gasped and tried desperately to keep himself still. Regardless of how clouded his mind was by instinct and pleasure, he still kept in mind how fragile you possibly were. Holding himself still was proving to be a difficult task but one he was dedicated to.

"Move..!" You gasped and tried to slightly adjust your hips, "Move, Keigo..!"

The hawk hero didn't need to be told twice as he set a quick and brutal pace, his wings spread and flapping behind him. Your hands were buried in the feathers along his wings, pulling a few as you held to the feral hero. Similarly, Keigo's hands were busy roaming your body and pausing to palm your soft flesh appreciatively.

It was only when Keigo gripped your tail and gave a particularly rough tug that you became much more vocal. You let out a yowling moan as he continued to tug and toy with the appendage, claws sinking into his wings. Keigo moaned deep and rumbling sounds as he continued to tug your tail, relishing the sound of you yowling for him so sweetly.

"Good-! Good kitty..! Claw me up, pretty kitty, please..! Fuck, I need you to do it!"

Soon his pleas became breathless babbling and appreciative moans as you did exactly what he was begging for. All he could do at that point was hold your tail and piston his hips into you wildly until he could no longer move. Everything he wanted and a precious lover the Heroes Association actually allowed, it was all he could ever ask for. Well, the current sex was great too, but he hoped it would be an ongoing arrangement.

Keigo could feel the way your walls tightened up around him and he lost all sense of self. The quick witted and resilient hawk hero was little more than a mindless slave to the feel of your body and sound of your voice. Truly nothing mattered to him beyond pushing you into as many orgasms as he could wring from you.

He knew you could handle it well enough. After all, you were his feral Street Cat.

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ghouljams · 11 months

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Ahhhhhh, I’m so in love with your Fae au, you have no idea (your Cowboy Au as well but the Fae au is what I’m primarily focusing on at this moment). And I just….I must ask…..CHANGELINGS!!!! What are changelings like in your au? (It’s one of my favorite creatures and I’m just dying to know what you think of them and AHHHHHH, now I’m rambling, sorry). Also, can I be ☀️ Anon or is that already taken?

Hello Sun!! I have no emoji anons so feel free to take it! I look forward to seeing more of you.

Changelings are one of my favorite pieces of fae myth! They occupy a really important space in verbal/story telling history as part of the "why is my kid like that™️?" genre. I have my own thoughts on what changelings were meant to discuss and serve as a vehicle for, but I will save them for another day.

More importantly they do exist in this au! Neither of our current darlings will be saddled with one, but König's Darling would be able to identify them since she can see the fae to a certain degree. So I'm going to use her as the victim of babysitting a fae child, and also do a little cameo of one of my OCs. So without further ado:

It looks like a human toddler. You stare down at it, half way through flipping your shop sign to open. It stares up at you. Its little pointed ears and tail are almost cute, the thorny teeth it smiles at you with not so much. How did it get here? More importantly, what the hell are you supposed to do with it? Do you call the police and report a found baby monster?

König would know what to do. The thought is hardly in your head before sound and syllables form on your lips. You don't even hear what you're saying, it’s like a ringing in your ears, but you barely get through half before his hand covers your mouth and his arm wraps around your waist. You can feel König's smile against the shell of your ear before he nuzzles against your neck, nose pressing to your pulse.

"You called me!" he says, giddy. You didn't even realize that was what you were doing. You try to speak against his hand, but it comes out terribly muffled. "Ah," he laughs, removing his hand, "Pardon me."

"Who's goddamn baby is that?" You ask again. You feel all of König's attention shift to follow your pointing finger. Then his mask falls clothed and heavy against your shoulder, obscuring his face.

"Is it yours?" He asks, his fingers splay wide against your stomach, the tips of them starting to sink under your skin. "Ah but that would make it mine too-" you won't dignify that with a response, "-not yours then."

You glance at König, what you can see of him at least. His eyes stare wide and hungry down at the thing, you can tell he’s drooling under the mask even without seeing it. Goddammit, you can’t let him eat this kid. You smack at his hand where it has -you shiver and try not to think about it- until he lets you go. Then you scoop up the tiny thing and bounce it against your hip. It smells like baby powder, and roses.

Your temporary baby is quiet and watchful on your hip as you putter around the store helping customers, König never far out of reach. You think he’s… worried? About you and the baby monster, weird vibes from him today. The kid isn’t too bad though, sort of reminds you of your autistic niece when she was its age. It’s almost lunch when an impeccably dressed woman comes through the door and glances around the shop.

The baby monster reacts immediately. Screaming at the top of its little lungs so loudly that König’s hands clap over your ears. Thankfully the rest of the shop is fairly empty, but the woman fixes her eyes on it, and you. It’s not a large shop but you’re still shocked by how quickly she crosses it and plucks the baby from your hands. She has petals all over her face, and her eyes are just on the wrong side of too big, she’s pretty if unsettling to look at. She grabs your hand and you don’t have time to tell her no before she ignores your curling fingers and presses her lips to your palm.

“As payment for watching my child,” She smiles, and you’re glad to see that thorn teeth are genetic. You’re more happy when she leaves.

You and König stare down at the heavy seed in your hand.

“We are not planting that,” he says.

“Done and done, I’m not looking to turn this place into the little shop of horrors.”

“You look cute with a baby.”

“Not happening.”

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shkudss · 1 year

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Weakened by Eywa Pt. 5

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Summary: Ao'nung finally realizes that his actions have consequences

Warnings: curse words, bullying, mental breakdown, English isn't my first language

Author's note: guys I’m so sorry that I didn’t tagged those who voted in the poll😭 I had no idea that it’s anonymous and you can’t see those who vote🥲 I’m really really sorry!!! Please, text me or comment if you want to be tagged. I hope you won’t get upset by this

Yawntutsyip - darling, little loved one

Yaymak - foolish, ignorant

Tsmukan - brother

Sa’nu - mommy

Metiyawn - love (plural)

“Now you can’t call me helpless, water boy.” After finally learning how to ride ilu, you were really playful, swimming with Ao’nung.

“Yeah, that’s because I was your teacher. Otherwise you would be helpless.” Light smile was on his face as he was talking to you. “Hey, who first reaches that stone will be the winner!”

It was really sudden game, but you managed to react fast. Even though your swimming skills improved significantly, you still were far from Ao’nung’s skills. He was way faster and was already standing on that huge stone and looking down at you. His skin was lighter on the sun.

“Come here, I’ll help you” you were about to thank him, but then he added “Loser” and chuckled at your unpleased face.

“Hey! You’re stronger than me and you are water na’vi. I’ll look at you running on the trees and trying to keep your balance with that thick tail!” You pushed his shoulder a little when he helped you to climb up.

“Yeah, I would probably be loser in the forest. I remember you almost killing me that day, I didn’t even recognize you at first. You were in your element and I understood that you’re actually strong. Surprisingly, not really loser.” Ao’nung laughed at last sentence and you pushed him again, but also had fun.

“Yeah, forest is my home. I don’t know how it is possible for people to claim that sea is their home. We’re actually different as you said before.” You sat on the warm stone and looked at the sunset.

“Yes, but we’re still all na’vis, children of Eywa and I didn’t understand it before.” Ao’nung joined you, you were so close that your shoulders were touching each other. “Y/N, you know I’m really sorry what what I did and said. Even though you said you forgave me, I, myself cannot forget it.” His aquatic eyes were looking far at the horizon.

“You don’t need to forget it, you must forgive yourself. I forgive you, but I will never forget about it and that’s not bad. You need to learn from your and others’ mistakes. It is your life and experience. But it is also your choice how to react on all these things happening to you. I could choose not to forgive you and I would be a lifelong burden for both of us. You could choose to be blind and not see anything wrong in your actions and it would break me and my family more and more. But we made our decisions and we’re here now, being friends and having this conversation. It is because we choose peace. Inside us and around us.” You placed your hand on his chest, explaining your thoughts and forgetting about boundaries.

Ao’nung didn’t respond to you, but placed his hand over yours on his chest. You looked up at him and met his gaze. It was so intimate, you could feel the whole atmosphere between you changing vitally. You wanted to remove your hand, but he didn’t let you do this, holding it solidly.

“What are you doing, Ao’nung? Why are you looking at me like this?” All your confidence and playfulness disappeared.

You could feel him examining you. Your eyes, your hair, you lips, your hands. Ao’nung wanted to look at you all day long. Enjoying your beauty and wisdom. You captured his heart, his soul not even knowing about it.

“If you were the Sun, I would burn my eyes but keep looking at you every day. If you were a bird, I would spend all days in the forest listening to you.” He took your other hand, stroking it softly. “I know I hurt you deeply and I know it might be too early to say that as we’ve recently just came to peace. But I don’t know how I can live another day keeping it inside. You told that it is my choice how to react on things happening to me. This thing has been making me crazy for so long and I finally made my choice, Y/N.”

You felt your heart blowing inside of you. You didn’t know what to do or to say. Ao’nung was looking at you for a couple of seconds and then his face got as close to yours that you could feel his warm breath. Your knees felt weak at that type of closeness. One second and he leaves a little kiss in the corner of your lips.

Your eyes widened, breath is our of control. He looks right into your eyes, trying to catch your emotions. Ao’nung is also nervous, but he can’t show it to you since he is a future warrior, Olo'eyktan of the Metkayina. He wants to look strong and mighty in front of you.

“Y/N…”

“I… I need…” all words left your mind “I need to think it over.”

And you left him, running away from that stone. You didn’t even notice how you ended up riding ilu back to your marui. Your heartbeat was going crazy every time you remembered his lips on yours.

“What’s going on..?” You placed your hand on your heart trying to calm down. “Why my heart is beating so fast?”

“Y/N, are you okay?”

Mother’s voice distracted you. She knew something was wrong, you looked shocked. Even your hands were shaking a little.

“What happened? Someone annoyed you?”

“No, I just… I think I have feelings, but I’m not sure.” Neytiri led you to the Marui, looking at you worried.

“You mean feelings to a boy?”

“Yes, he kissed me.” It was hard for you to tell the truth, especially to your mom. You were embarrassed.

“Who was that?” Neytiri was actually excited to know that you’re getting used to the life here. You build your own story here.

“I’m not ready to tell it yet. But I don’t know what to do. He kissed me in the corner of my lips and I ran away. Is he going to hate me?” Helpless look on your face made your mom feel the wave of love. You’re still a kid who is getting through first romantic feeling.

“It’s okay, don’t worry. If he had true feelings to you he won’t be mad.” Her words easined your heart. “But you have to talk to him and explain everything, if you really value him.”

“Okay, thank you sa’nu.” You hugged Neytiri. You really needed it. “I will go for a walk. I need to think about everything.”

“Okay, but don’t be out for too long. You better be home before the eclipse.”

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You’d been sitting in your place in the forest for the past 2 hours and trying to understand what you feel. That kiss put you out of your stride completely. You wouldn’t even think about having feelings to Ao’nung if he didn’t do this.

These days, every time you got physically close to each other you felt a little awkward and shy which is unusual for you. This never happened with Roxto or other guys.

“Do I like him?” As you asked yourself you felt your heartbeat increasing.

“Y/N, what are you doing here? We’ve been looking for you.” You saw Neteyam coming out from the bushes.

“Sorry, I was just thinking, this place is peaceful.” You moved a little to let your brother sit next to you. “I thought it’s my secret place, but I guess it’s not.”

“Yeah, sorry.” He looked at you apologizing. “What are you thinking about? I see you’re worried.”

“I don’t think you would like to hear it.”

“C’mon, I’m your big brother. I won’t get mad, promise.” He patted you on the head, waiting for your speech.

“I think, I have feelings to Ao’nung.” you were really cautious when revealed the truth. “He kissed me today and I don’t know what to do.”

You were afraid to look at him. Silence made you nervous.

“I see.”

Neteyam looked thoughtful. You had no idea what’s going on in his mind. For you his opinion on this was the most important. You really needed his support as an older brother.

“Talk to him.”

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A/N: Heyyy! I hope you liked it! I’m so happy for their developing relationships and that everyone is so supportive🥹 I’m really excited about next part! I think it’s going to be the last one, but we’ll see! I have ideas for some one-shots and I can’t wait to finish think work and write them🙈 Also, sorry for the delay, I’m really busy at school these days🥲

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honey-on-your-tongue · 1 year

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Discipline

Series masterlist Part three Summary: Jake is sent to teach you discipline within the rules of the Omaticaya, from which you are constantly rebelling. Except...he finds unorthodox methods that get you to behave. Warnings: SMUT!!! (because what else am I gonna write??) DEGRADATION. Squirting. Dacryphilia (in case you don't know, it's arousal from—in this series—tears). A little bit of praise. Jake using your body. Again, DEGRADATION because he fr treats you like a whore. Fear play, maybe? Creampie ;) Dub-con. And, uh, SLIGHT SPOILER: light aftercare :) Did I already mention Jake treats you like a fucking toy? Cuz he does. Sorry for any errors! This wasn't proofread, only pure inspiration from watching Avatar 1 for the millionth time and Raye's song Escapism.

It's late at night and you're surrounded by the wilderness, your eyes focused on a creature as it wanders through the foliage not far from where you stand. Your bow is at the ready, your eyes making an effort to see in the dark even though the bioluminescent plants all around you aid with the lighting.

"Focus on it," Jake whispers in your ear. This is his new technique to teach you: training in the dark, under the cover of night, when you hunt and are being hunted.

"It's good practice," Jake had told you, but he had every intention of using his nights as an excuse to fuck you both during the day and after eclipse.

"Watch it carefully," Jake said, eyes trailing over your delicate fingers as you grasped onto your bow, on your flattened ears, on your swishing tail. "Shoot when you're sure you won't miss," he instructs.

Moments later, he hears your arrow whistling through the air, and he hears the animal as it cries out, the sound drowned as the arrow finishes piercing its heart and kills it, right on the spot.

"There we go," Jake hums, content. "Your aim's getting better," he comments, but he knows it's only because he's not touching you while you attempt to focus.

"Should we take it back to the Hometree?" you ask, nodding at the creature.

Jake smirks, raising an eyebrow. "What d'you propose we do instead?" he asks, even though he already knows.

You smile coyly before lowering yourself to your knees, your big eyes staring into his as you lift your hands to his loincloth.

You are not surprised when you remove the item to find that Jake's cock is hard and wet with precum; he's always hard when he's around you, even if he hasn't done anything but watch you.

Your fingers trace the underside of his cock, drawing over the veins and stripes on the sensitive skin, your mouth watering at the feel of him, thick and heavy in your hand.

Jake groans lowly, grabbing your hair in his hand, tugging at it softly. "Atta girl," he praises. "I love how much of a slut you are, girl. Love how desperate you are to have my cock in any of your holes."

You can feel your arousal gathering within you, dripping down your thighs as you lick over the head of his cock, tracing the tip, drawing little circles on it before slowly taking him deep.

Jake watches you from above, his eyes mesmerized by the way your plump lips stretch around his thick cock, how your eyes water the deeper he goes, how you try to fight your gag reflex as he touches the back of your throat. He loves it when you cry, loves it when you're scared, loves it when you're so overcome with pleasure, that you can't do anything but beg him to stop.

Jake has the incessant urge to fuck your mouth, to bruise the back of your throat, to see you sob as he uses your lips, but he decides not to. He decides he'll let you give him head however you want, and if you do a good job, he'll reward you.

"You gonna let me come in your mouth, girl?" he asks, even though he's aware that it's what you want. "You gonna let me fill up your mouth and then your greedy cunt?"

You hum and nod softly, swirling your tongue around his girth. You suck in your cheeks, feeling the way he twitches as you do.

"Fuck," Jake groans, watching you, little pricks of pleasure tickling across his skin. "My good slut."

You moan against him, the sound of him calling you his anything makes you wetter.

And Jake can tell.

He raises an eyebrow, half-curious, and asks, "You like that? You like the idea 'f being my slut?"

You whine, giving Jake your wordless yes, and he chuckles. "Yeah, I shoulda known. You don't only like being a slut, but you like being mine, girl. You like that I put you in your place, and you like that I'm fucking mean about it, don't you."

You mewl, bobbing your head on his cock, licking and sucking, your pussy throbbing to have him inside you.

"Yeah, you could be a slut, just a common whore for any guy that comes 'round. But you're mine now," he hisses as you squeeze his balls, your spit coating them. "You're mine, and you won't ever be anyone else's. You belong to me. My slut. Your mouth is mine. Your ass is mine. Your tits are mine. Your cunt is mine. Mine, you hear me, girl?"

You whine again, gagging on his cock, tears trailing down your cheeks. Jake groans. He wants to make you cry. He wants to fuck you while you sob. He wants to make you beg for his mercy, and then deprive you of it.

"You're fuckin' disgusting," he tells you through clenched teeth. "My cumslut."

You slide one of your hands under your loincloth, hastily pushing it aside before rubbing on your desperate clit. Jake watches you, studying the way you touch herself; that, combined with the way you look up at him as you suck his cock, makes his orgasm rush to the surface.

"Fuuuuuck, 'm gonna fill you up," he groans. "Gonna mark you as mine. My personal fucktoy. My slut." He inhales sharply as he reaches the edge. "You fuckin' whore."

His cock twitches, his load spilling into your mouth, coating your tongue and your throat and the inside of your cheeks. Jake's fingers are tangled in your hair, tugging you closer as he pushes himself deeper down your throat, groaning and gasping, his eyes rolling back, his teeth sinking into his lower lip.

"Fuck, I love those lips, baby," he hisses as he pulls out of you. He grabs himself by the base, slapping his cock against your lips and your cheeks. "Open up, I wanna see my cum in you."

You open your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out and showing him his load. Jake grins. "Yeah, s'good, isn't it? Swallow, baby."

Obediently, you swallow his come, your cunt still pulsating, your body alight with desire.

"Yeah, y'did good, girl," he admits. "Did real good. And for that, you get a reward. C'mere."

He kneels on the ground in front of you and pulls you to him, pulling you onto his lap. He rests your legs on either side of one of his huge thighs as he kisses you, his tongue trailing over your lips, his canines biting into your plush lower lip.

Jake's large, rough hands hold onto your hips, and he begins rocking you back and forth, against the muscle of his thigh, allowing your slick to coat over his skin as your clit rubs against his thigh.

You wrap your arms around his neck, throwing your head back, exposing your throat to his mouth. He licks a stripe over your pulse, dragging his teeth across your skin before biting down, making you gasp. He sucks on the spot harshly, knowing it'll give you a hickey, hoping everyone will see it in the morning.

"Fuck yourself, yeah?" he says, guiding your hips. "If you do it well, I'll give my cock. If you don't, I'll have to spank you again, brat."

"Mhmm," you hum, nodding as you rub yourself against his thigh. "I'll be good," you promise, your nails digging into his shoulders. "I'll be good, sir."

He chuckles lowly, feeling your arousal drip against his skin, his cock beginning to harden again. "You'll do anything for my cock, won't ya, whore?"

You nod mindlessly, moaning softly.

He slaps your thigh sharply, sending a shiver of pain through you, making you gasp. "Use words, girl," he orders. "Y'know I like to hear you."

Your pussy clenches around nothing. "Yes, sir. I'll do anything for your cock."

"Much better," he says, his hands caressing up your waist, sliding under your beaded top, playing with your nipples. He watches your face as he leans down to your chest, licking your breasts, nibbling on them harshly, squeezing them harder than necessary.

You gasp, the sensations growing taut in your lower stomach, making you jerk as the pressure increases. You whine, body trembling slightly as the pleasure grows.

"Already?" Jake questions, chuckling. "We're barely starting, girl, and you're already gonna come on me?"

You shake your head. ""m-'m tryin' not to," you mumble, hips not ceasing their movements.

"Don't come yet," Jake orders.

You mewl, "I wanna—fuck!"

"I know you wanna," Jake tells you mockingly, his teeth biting across your jaw. "But you're not goin' to, y'hear me? Otherwise I can't fuck you. And I want to stick it in you, girl. You hear? If you misbehave and I can't fuck you, I'll find someone else to help me."

It's not true, of course. Jake knows it's not true; he won't go out and look for someone else because, although he could, he doesn't want to. He likes fucking you, likes the challenge, likes knowing that he's the only one who can get you to bend to his will.

But the threat has you biting your lower lip, fighting your orgasm, keeping the pleasure at bay. Jake smirks at himself. You're such a slut for him, and that's what gets him. He loves how you know that if it's not him, it won't be anyone else.

"When—ah—when can I come, sir?" you ask, voice wavering as your moans interrupt you.

"When I say so," he answers, chuckling darkly when you whine in complaint.

One of Jake's hands slithers down to your clit, adding pressure against it, rubbing circles on it, making you whine and gasp, your nails dragging against his shoulders.

"Think you can squirt for me, girl?" he questions.

You moan softly. "I-I need it inside me."

Jake slides his middle and ring fingers into you without warning, making you groan, and he allows his thumb to fall against your clit. "New deal, kid. If you squirt f'r me, I'll fuck ya, yeah?"

You nod. "Yes, sir. Yes."

Jake curls his fingers up against that spongey spot inside of you that has you jerking, ensuring to be patient as he touches you, starting out slow and gradually speeding up.

"Jake," you beg, voice high-pitched and uneven. "Jake, I-I can't 'nymore. 's too much. Please."

He tsks. "You want my cock, don't ya?"

"Mhmm."

"Then take it. I don't care if it's too much," he tells you. "You're a whore and a brat, only for me to use. Y'understand that? I decide when you've had too much."

And he is true to his word. He makes you come once, twice, three times on his fingers, and he keeps going, seeing how far you can go.

"Jake, please!" you whine, tears falling from your face and staining your cheeks. "Too much!"

"You gotta squirt, girl," he retaliates, licking your neck. "I won't stop until you squirt."

You don't know if you can do it. You're seeing stars, your ears are ringing, your body is shaking, and you're on the verge of passing out.

But then you feel it, another orgasm, rushing toward you, ready to wreck over your body. And even as it builds, you can tell this one's different; stronger, faster, more intense.

Jake can tell you're close. He can feel the way you clench around him, and he can see the way your eyes flutter shut.

"C'mon, girl," he urges. "Squirt for me."

Your orgasm approaches, pushes you to the edge, and suddenly you're falling again, rattled by another one, your body growing limp. And then it happens. A bout of your juices gushes, soaking over Jake's arm and torso and thigh, and it drips down your legs.

"Goddamn," Jake groans, feeling your slick coating his skin, his cock quivering in excitement. "That's what I'm talkin' about."

He pulls his fingers out of you and licks them clean before lowering your weak frame to the ground.

"Are y'gonna fuck me?" you ask, breathless.

Grinning, he flips you over until you're on all fours and he's kneeling behind you. "I told you you'd get cock if you were good, didn't I, girl?" he says. "I'm a man of my word, baby. You don't gotta worry 'bout that."

Jake pushes your thighs apart and forces your back to arch so that he can see your puffy cunt, soaked and desperate for him. He uses his fingers to spread your folds and watches how wet you are, how you clench around nothing.

You're wet enough that Jake's cock, for all its length and girth, slides in with ease, the tip finding your cervix without meeting much resistance. "So fuckin' tight, g'damn."

He doesn't give you time to adjust; he's ruthless in the way his hips smack into yours, how the thrusts into you, truly using your body and not caring about much else.

Your nails dig into the ground, filling with soil, as Jake pounds you. His cock bruises your insides, his groans filling your ears as you hiss, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. He's so rough, so fucking amazing at this...He knows just how to make you think of nothing, how to fuck you dumb. You love it.

You whine, your back arching like a cat's, thighs trembling. Jake's balls slap against your sensitive folds with each thrust, his hands clutching onto your hips as he uses your cunt.

"Fuck, I could get used t' this, girl," he grunts, pushing you down, forcing your face against the ground. "Used to this pussy 'round my cock, used to you cryin' f'r me."

"Please," you whimper, trying to bounce your hips against Jake's, attempting to match his rhythm. "Please, sir—come in me."

Jake chuckles through a low moan. "Y'want me to fill ya up?"

"Mhm! Yes!" you gasp in response.

"Wanna go back to bed full 'f my come? Huh, slut?"

"Mmm! Yes, sir! Please!" you beg.

Jake keeps fucking you, ensuring to be rough with each thrust, making sure he fills you to the brim each time, makes sure he stretches your cunt to the shape of his fat cock. You wanted him to fill you? He'd fill you, alright. He'd come in you as many times as he pleased, making sure that his cum would drip out of you as you walked back to the Hometree. He would make sure to leave you unable to walk, make sure to be as harsh with you as he could. And he was determined to make you come until you were a blubbering, sobbing mess because, fuck, he loves the way you look and sound when you cry.

As your body trembles and your pussy clenches, Jake realizes you're on the verge of another orgasm, so he keeps his thrusts steady and deep, dragging your pleasure out.

"Y'gonna come for me again," he orders. "You're gonna come f'r me until I decide you've done well enough for me to fill your pussy with my cum, y'hear me?"

You nod, desperate, as your orgasm grows within you. "Y-yes, sir. Ah, yes, please."

Jake finds that he likes how pathetic you are. He likes how willing you are to give up everything else just for his cock, for him to be mean to you, for him to use you like the whore you are. And it makes him ravenous.

"Slut," he groans, slipping one hand under your body to find and play with your clit.

When you feel his calloused fingers on your clit, you moan, the pleasure coiling tightly low in your stomach, feeling like ropes knotting around each other, threatening to tear you in half.

"There!" you gasp, your entire body quivering. "Right there! Fuck! Fuck me! Jake–sir, please!"

You're so tight around him, so good for him, so perfect for him to fuck. How is he not going to take his anger out on you? All that hatred he had towards your effortless belonging in the clan, all of the ire that it caused him, he can fuck out of himself; out of his system and right into your puffy cunt.

Jake feels the way you come around him, feels your arousal drip out of you and down his balls, to the ground. "That's it, girl," he hums. "All over my cock."

You shudder, your body falling limp even though Jake keeps thrusting, his hips crashing into you.

"N-no," you gasp, trying to move away from him even though you can barely keep yourself up. "Too much! 's too—Sir, please, no!"

"Shut up," Jake growls. "Take it. You wanted this, now take it."

You mewl but stop complaining, allowing the pleasure to overcome you and wreck you, make your body shake and shudder, your nerves going into a tumultuous mess.

Jake can feel your cunt, hot and swollen, around his cock. He continues to bask in the feeling, enjoying how your muscles suck him in, how you whine and how your back bends. He's cruel, chuckling darkly as he feels your body shaking, as he sees tears start to fall down your cheeks, your face red from too much pleasure and from crying.

It makes him harder, turns him on to see you struggle to handle his cock. It's something to do with how helpless you are in front of him and his will. He can do anything to you, and you, like the whore you are, would let him; and not only can he get away with anything he does to you, you'll beg him for it. You beg for him to disrespect you, to treat you like nothing but an object, and he loves how shameless you are about it; how you get pleasure from it.

Before long, you're tightening around him once more, sobbing through the pleasure, your face against the floor.

"Again?" Jake asks, mocking you, and he hisses when you clench around him. "Mhmm, figures. Such a whore."

"J-Jake, please!" you cry, body weak and pliable, nothing but a rag doll for Jake to toss around after each use.

"Go on," he says. "No one's stopping you from coming, girl."

It's not what you were going to beg for. You were going to beg him to stop even though you don't really want him to. You don't want this to be over; you just want a little break to breathe before continuing the mind-blowing sex.

"Please," you whine, unsure if you want him to go harder or to stop. "Please..."

"Sluts don't get anything unless they ask using full sentences," Jake tells you.

"Jake, please, I—Fuck me harder. Please, Jake!" you manage, your voice wavering as you sob.

"Much better," Jake allows as he increases his strength, his cock pounding your cervix each time, making you cry out, your stomach bulging from his long, girthy cock.

You come again, squirting once more all over Jake and all over yourself, making him groan as his own orgasm crawls closer.

Your body falls against the ground, boneless, your hips against Jake's only because he's holding you up.

You try to push him away, placing a hand on his forearm, a futile attempt at begging him to ease up his pace. He pushes your hand away.

"'m almost done, girl," he grunts. "You can take it. I know y'can."

You shake your head weakly, the pleasure too much, the orgasms too many, your body too sensitive, the pain and ecstasy blurring together and making your field of vision go black around the edges.

You're sobbing, tears and spit staining your face, your delicate skin flushed and shiny with sweat. He loves seeing you this weak for him, this vulnerable, this useless...

"God—fuck!" Jake groans as his cock stiffens and twitches inside of you, his orgasm finally crashing over him, making him shudder and grunt. His thrusts grow sloppy, the sound of his hips smacking against yours stopping as he slows his pace. His come shoots inside of you, coating your inner walls, painting your insides, dripping out of your stuffed cunt and down your thighs.

Jake stays where he is, gasping for breath for a moment, before pulling out of you. He leans back on his haunches and watches his come drip out of you, admires how puffy and sore your cunt is.

"Goddamn," he groans, satisfied and content.

You sit up with effort, still sobbing, and wipe the dirt and tears off your face hastily.

Something within Jake flinches at the sight.

Maybe I was too harsh, he thinks as he approaches you. He grabs you by the wrists, gently, and you flinch.

"Shh, it's okay," he coos, pulling you toward him. He pulls you onto his lap, his eyes studying over your body, finding all the bruises he left on you. "It's okay." He carefully cleans the dirt and tears from your face, ensuring to be as gentle as he can.

Then, he softly kisses your neck in all the red spots that have been left from his bites, and he massages your hips where the shape of his hands were imprinted from his harsh grip on them.

"'m sorry if I was too rough," he murmurs, kissing the corner of your mouth. "But you still did so well f'r me, baby. You were so good, y'know? The best I've ever had. You took my cock s' well. You perfect little thing."

You allow yourself to fall into his embrace, allow him to hold and coo you, allow him to caress the pain from all the sore spots he left on your body. And if he keeps you in his arms for longer than necessary, you don't say anything. And if you let him hold you for longer than necessary, he doesn't say anything.

By the time you finally return to the village, the creature you hunted is long since cold. But if anyone notices that instead of noticing how willing you are to behave around the others, they don't mention it.

And if they see the way Jake is now looking at you as you eat with the others, they don't mention that either.

@who-is-ej

#jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #avatar smut #avatar fanfiction #avatar jake sully #avatar 2009 #avatar #female reader #reader insert #na’vi smut

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ooihcnoiwlerh · 21 days

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So I've been working on a Feyd-Rautha/Reader fanfic, and am working out various headcanons I have for him in terms of his sexual preferences and past, as well as what I've written but might be a little too silly to include in future chapters and kind of want to get it out there to get an opinion on things.

Link here: And I Don't Want Your Heart - Chapter 1 - ooihcnoiwlerh - Dune (2021) [Archive of Our Own]

Some of my NSFW headcanons down below

-Okay, so it's firmly established that he's a sadomasochist. It's also mentioned in the books that he'd been abused by his uncle when he was younger. I don't think the two necessarily have to correlate but I think on some level he finds physical pain cathartic, and the moments in which he's masochistic to him feel like he's reclaiming something for himself. He chooses the pain rather than having it inflicted on him.

-I get the impression that he's generally more dominant but in the right headspace with the right person can enjoy being more submissive. It has to be explicitly on his terms, though. Like with pain, he has to make it clear that this is something he's giving of his own free will and that is not to be taken lightly.

-I don't think he would or could ever tolerate being subjected to humiliation, degradation, or feeling emasculated. Subjecting a partner to that, sure, but I feel like that would actually be a severe trigger for him so someone calling him pathetic or questioning his manhood in the bedroom may very well get killed on the spot for it. He's buried a lot of his trauma from his uncle's abuse but those things awaken it.

-I don't think there's a specific kink community with a vocabulary or guidelines on Geidi Prime. I don't think he knows what a trigger or a safeword is. As established already in my fic, he doesn't fully understand the concept of aftercare and is pretty bad at providing it (so far.)

-Being an arena fighter on Geidi Prime basically makes him a rock star, and as such he does get his equivalent of groupies. He's never been in an actual romantic relationship, but people fascinated with his brutality in the arena have gotten curious about what he's like in the bedroom and while it doesn't happen all the time, he has sufficiently satisfied their curiosity.

-I'm not sure if this will end up making it into the fic, but I picture him as being predominantly but not exclusively attracted to women, and as someone who's had a couple of consensual encounters with men as an adult, partly out of genuine curiosity/interest and partly to reclaim some level of power.

-Spoilers for future chapters--I'm writing it that he doesn't have sex with his Darlings. They're a little too animalistic even for him. He doesn't mind if people assume he does, though, because of the danger and fear associated with it.

-He enjoys period sex. Nothing deeper about it, the man just likes blood. Will also enthusiastically go down on his partner during the heaviest days.

-So...here's where I'm worried it's going to get a little goofy. While he has a lot of kinks that would be considered adjacent to BDSM, as I said I don't picture there being a specific community. I wrote a scene that hasn't been posted yet of Feyd-Rautha using a flogger on the Reader character and her initially being terrified thinking it's a cat-of-nine-tails and calming down somewhat when she realizes it's not that severe. I'm worried it will seem ridiculous, but I could also picture him having something certain tools custom-made for him. It was one of the first scenes I wrote for this fic but am worried it will come across as tacky/not fitting for the environment. Granted, I'm not writing a particularly substantial fanfic. It's completely removed from the main plot and is mostly a combination of character study and smut so I think anyone who's enjoying it probably knows that it's not that deep. *

*Although to be clear, I'd love to hear from people on that they think.

#dune part two #dune 2 #feyd rautha #feyd rautha smut #feyd rautha harkonnen #feyd-rautha #feyd x reader

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lunamochii · 1 year

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NYCTM: Years of yearning || part III

Synopsis; Back to where you were born, you discover things that are new to you. Meeting people who look so much different. As the new olo’eyktan, Neteyam have bigger duties now but there you are, standing before him.

content warning; fluff(?), slight angst, pieces of reader’s past coming back, first italic paragrahp is Neteyam’s rest are readers flashback. Nate is a character made up of me

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a/n; this is still not the last part so yeah don’t worry hehehe, also I would like to see what you guys can say about for this chapter. Happy reading everyone! Reblogs are okay!🤍

part 1, part 2

“I miss you… it’s been 5 years now, when will you be back? Father and mother have been telling me to move on and find a mate already but I just know you’ll be back… come back to my arms, Y/N”

“Y/N wake up, we’re here”

Your eyes squinted as you slowly got up from the pod that you laid on, Max told you that in order to get on Pandora it will take 6 years but something is telling you that you guys got here earlier than expected

“Was it 6 years already?”

You said while stretching your body, it took you 1 more year to recover fully and now you can say that you’re body is already healed up. You got some bubblegum to chew with as you grab your bag getting ready to get off from the spacecraft

“We got here 4 years earlier”

“Well, would you look at that!”

You clap and the door opened, grabbing the mask as you embrace yourself on what you were about to see

The moment you got out, you couldn’t believe your eyes. The beauty this place holds are ethereal, plants that you never saw on Earth, animals you haven’t seen, the noise they make, the glowing lights on the ground

“This is freaking amazing!”

You scream nearly choking at the bubblegum and raise your arms up, Max just laugh and told you to come inside first to the lab not far away where the ship landed as he wants to introduce you to the people who were left in here. Removing the mask once you’re in, you spit the gum on a piece of paper and throw it on the nearby trash can

Your eyes went wide when you saw man so tall that your neck almost broke looking up

“Hey there kiddo! I see you’ve grown to a such fine young woman!”

“Y-You’re…”

“Norm Spellman!”

You squeal and hug him even though you were practically hugging half of his leg, you walk around him getting more curious as seconds passes by, observing how his tail moved and how his ears perk

“You’re like a kitten”

You said making the man laugh as he excuse himself as he have to do some data collection although he told you that he got so many stories to tell

You heard the door that you just came in and you turn around to see who went in, your eyebrows arch up seeing another boy who is just around your age

“Ah right, this is Spider. You guys grew up together”

The boy look at Max with questioning eyes and Max lean in to him and whispered something, Spider then look at you as his lips curve into a warm smile

“Welcome back Y/N. I’m Spider.”

“Weird name but since we grew up together. You’re my brother then!”

Spider broke into a laughter and Max left you with him since he have to arrange the things you guys brought together with you

“Hey Max! Where am I gonna put this?!”

Spider was curious as to who is this another man. Norm told him that you’re coming back but he didn’t know that another one will be coming with you

“Oh! Max told me that you need to put those on the storage room”

“Thanks pretty”

Spider saw him wink at your direction and he immediately whipped his head to you and saw your eyes roll but your lips were curve into a smile

“Who was that?“

“That’s Nate, Max manage to recruite him to join him here. Plus he doesn’t have any family back in earth so he just kind of agree”

Spider just hopes that this Nate person won’t be a bitch and be the cause of Neteyam’s rage.

Night came and you laid down comfortably on your bed, you saw some photos and all of it are just pictures you have taken of different flowers, animals, sceneries and many other things. When a photo fell off you reach for it and when you flip it, you saw a man

Similar to what Norm looks like hours ago but his wearing garments that doesn’t look like clothes. His hair are tied up on a braid, you stared at it for 2 minutes when someone knock at your door

“Sleep early Y/N! We got some things to do early in the morning!”

You sigh and put back the pictures but left that one photo above your desk

“Yes yes dad!”

You replied in a joking way as you wrap the blankets around you, you haven’t felt this comfortable for a very long time.

“Smile ‘Teyam! You’re too pretty not to be captured by camera”

Together with Max, Norm, Spider and Nate. All of you sat on the table as you guys eat the breakfast Nate made. Max told you that he wants you to meet the people who took good care of you when you were a kid

“Although let’s not push you on remembering all at once. It might cause some complications”

Max reminded you once again and you just nod it off, you were also told that you guys will be going on the Omaticaya’s clan home, so you have to be at your best attitude as years ago, a war broke out causing for them to hate the race of humans

After the breakfast you took a quick bath and change into a cargo pants and tank top, pairing it with combat boots. You slip your camera at one of the pockets wanting to take pictures

The ride to where the people reside wasn’t that long in just 25 minutes you guys arrived and you couldn’t help admire them. Taller than you, they stood firm. Some of them doing a gesture where they touch their forehead and points it at you. Remembering Max’s words you just did the same to them, making the people smile

“Come”

Max instructed and you look at Nate and you both nodded following him. You also noticed that when you were done, Spider wasn’t there but you were told that he is close the family that took you in

A few more walk and you arrive infront of a hut, you can hear chatters inside but you’re curiousity got better of you as you look at Max with a ‘hurry up and get inside’ look

With a cough Max called out a somewhat familiar name and a man with a muscular body, his hair is tied up at the back, his ears perk up the moment he saw you

“Y/N!”

He beam and went to you as he hug you and spin you around, you can only let out a laugh and when he put you down. He look at you with so much emotions that you couldn’t help notice the tear trail down from his eyes

“Jeez Jake! You could have atleast greeted me first!”

Max whine and the man name Jake who just greeted you broke out into a laughter and went to Max

“Are you okay?” Nate ask as he got closer to you

“Yeah”

You replied in a jolly tone, Jake turn to you again and open the curtain that serves as a door

“Come on in! My family have been waiting for you!”

You didn’t waste time and got inside, they were a big family but all their eyes are on you. You couldn’t help but scoot closer to Nate and you let out a nervous laughter

“H-Hello… I’m Y/N L/N. Nice to meet you— oof!”

Before you can finish your sentence two girls ran to you and tackle you down with a hug. You can tell they are crying since you feel your top getting drench

“Y/N! Is it really you?! I’m not dreaming right?! Right?!”

“Calm down Tuk!”

“You aren’t even calm sister!”

You look at them as they move away from you but still sat closer to you. You sat up and blink twice before giggling

“We must have been really good friends! I’m sorry if I can’t remember you though..”

When you woke up, Max was the first person you met and he was also the first person to ever inform you that you were sick and is in recovery. As time goes by he told you piece by piece that you weren’t born from Earth, that your parents died on a war that broke out on a another planet. By then he have told you that you have forgotten your memories since he notice that you kept asking on the things he told you that you were fond of

“My child..”

A woman lean down before you and she’s wearing the same garment same to the man you saw in the photo. They even have the same features!

“Neteyam?”

The woman look at you with wide eyes and immediately look at Max with questioning eyes

“Haha sorry! I don’t know where did that come from. Anyways, I’m Y/N! Nice meeting you!”

You offered your hand as if nothing happened and Neytiri felt her heart ache for his son, Jake have inform her in advance that you lost your memories and Max hoped that they can offer some help on helping you remember

“I’m Neytiri. Jake’s mate. It’s nice seeing you again”

Neytiri did the same gesture to you just like how the people have greeted you before you got here, you smiled and did the same. She offered you her hand helping you stand up, then another two came up doing the same so you did so too

“Name is Lo’ak, hope we get along”

“Welcome home Y/N. I’m Kiri”

He have a cheeky smile plastered on his face, you can already tell that you guys will surely get along. Your eyes scan your surroundings

“Nice to meet you all”

You smile at them and since that day you have been hanging out a lot with Sully kids together with Spider, you always ask Nate to join but he refuse reasoning he just want to stay back on the lab in which you call home now

Today, under the shining sun you are playing at a river with them. Laughing at Lo’ak’s mischiefs as he shares his stories. They have also told you that back when you guys were young, you rarely hang out with them and that you just hang out with their eldest

“Where is he now? When I first saw you guys, he wasn’t there”

You said making them look at each other then it was Lo’ak who spoke up

“Well his the clan’s leader so his busy always! Don’t worry I think you’ll meet him tonight”

“Tonight?”

“Mhm since there will be a feast to celebrate his birthday”

You were about to say something when something cross your mind

“Happy Birthday!”

You got out of your hiding spot scaring the boy, he fell off first in his butt making you laugh

“Y/N! You scared me!”

“S-Sorry! You should have seen your face”

You manage to blurt out in between your laugh and the boy grin and tickled you down, trying your best to push him away

“Stop it! Hahaha Neteyam!”

You groan and that’s when you notice that all of them are already at your side with Kiri on your side. You assured them that you’re alright then you excuse yourself. You immediately ran to where your home is, ignoring the people inside as you went straight to your room. Throwing the mask you were wearing, you plop down to your bed and a another cross your mind

“You shouldn’t joke about that”

You look at him and just laid down your head on his arms

“Sorry, it’s just we don’t belong to the same race… a human can only live up to 90 years if I’m that lucky”

You felt him shift and now your head is laying on his chest, his arms wrap around your shoulder. You felt him kiss the crown of your head

“I will die if you aren’t by my side, my Y/N”

You clasp his larger hands and close your eyes

“I love you, Neteyam”

[ you can play the song since I was listening to this on this part haha ]

Your face says it all that you aren’t in the mood but you did your best on hiding it as you want to be on your best behavior. Everyone are gathered by the entrance waiting for something, no, someone. You heard something up above and saw a large bird descending, you covered your view as a strong wind past, if you didn’t stand on your ground strong enough, you would be rolling now on the floor

“Big brother!”

You saw Tuk ran past by you and went to the man who just came down from the bird, you squinted your eyes to see better and when he step more forward your eyes went wide

“Neteyam! My son!”

You felt your world stop, your hands going cold, sweat dripping down from your forehead. Remembering the night you once stared at that photo, the man in the photo is now standing infront of you. Broader shoulders, hair that isn’t tied up on a braid

Finally, his gaze meets yours and he have the same reaction to yours.

After all these years of yearning, you’re here. Standing before him, your beauty never failed to snatch all the air in his lungs. He have been dreaming of this, for you to be back. He slowly walk towards you by the time his in front of you. Neteyam notices how your breath hitch with his hand touching the corner of your face. He smiled, finally… you’re here

“I see you, Y/N”

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part 4, part 5

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Bunny reader x spider Mikey

Hybrid omegaverse

This, this isn't my best but here you go

Mikey was giddy as he walked into the small quiet house, the spider Hybrid was collecting his mate today! When Mikey smelt the intoxicating scent of him he felt his world shift and offered the omegas family a lovely trade off for their entire villages lives in exchange for the omega.

They agreed almost instantly.

His men waited outside, letting Mikey stalk towards his mate and couldn't help but wonder if he was also a predator hybrid or a prey, god both options sent shivers down Mikey's spine as the bonten clan leader walked into the small bedroom and took notice of the little items his mate had before sniffing the air and zeroing in on the closet and slowly opened it to reveal....oh?

There sat his pretty little bunny, shaking and blushing in his nest like the prettiest doll he had ever seen and the smell of heat hugged Mikey like a warm hug.

It was euphoric.

"Hello little bunny, ready to come home?"

The Omega was far to heat drunk to be coherent as he let the spider king lift him up into his arms "alpha..." (Name) mumbled and snuggled into him, purring loudly at the contact and Mikey could smell the slick so clearly and set the Omega on the twin sized bed before removing his own shirt and putting it on his naked Omega, affectively covering him in Mikey's scent.

"You're mine now Omega, everything and anything about you belongs to me" Mikey said soothingly before lifting his mate in his arms again, smiling when (name) wrapped his legs around the others waist "I have such pretty nesting materials for you, you like that?" Mikey stepped out as his men opened the carriage door and Mikey situated his Omega in his lap as he sat down in the plush seat and rubbed his bare thighs "my pretty little bunny, gonna give your alpha plenty of heirs yeah?"

(Name) nodded rapidly as he snuggled into his alpha, yelping and blushing when Mikey began playing with his tail and the white haired man watched his mate blush and squirm.

Well this is good information for later.

The spider palace was grand and ornate, the Alpha ignoring the bowing servants and made a beeline to his and his mates rooms, the Omega snuggling into the bed when placed and clearly enjoying the scent of his alpha as he scented the pillows.

Mikey had met his match.

He always heard the term "going at it like bunnies" but he never took it seriously until his mate, the Omega was insatiable and riding him at any given moment and practically demanding his knot.

But Mikey wasn't complaining, having an equal amount of stamina as he knotted his mate over and over again until the pretty little Omega was satiated in his arms, belly bulging slightly as he was properly pupped up.

Mikey was pleased with his mate, knowing they would make an excellent partner to rule beside him and his Omega side was already completely obedient to him.

When his heat ended (name) was stressed and scared, not sure what was happening as he felt the sting of a mating mark and looked at the Alpha cuddling him before looking around the room and saw the webs and connected those and the ornate room.... He was in the spider palace.

His new mate was very pretty, having a bite mark on his own neck from (name) and he couldn't deny he smelt very nice.

He just wanted to know how he got here.

"Do you need another knot bunny?" Mikeys voice was deep and gravelly as he spoke, startling the Omega as Mikey sat up and looked at him with those cold black eyes and (name) remembered hearing about the spider king having empty eyes...is this what they meant.

Oh god was he mates with the spider king?!

Mikey could smell the distress radiating off his Omega and pulled him close and followed the steps Emma taught him to calm his Omega.

First: hold him close.

Second: pump out relaxing pharamones.

Third: croon.

The steps seemed to work as the Omega relaxed in his arms "what's your name pup" Mikey's voice was soft as his made fiddled with his fingers "(name)...." His voice was barely a whisper as Mikey hummed "you can call me Manjiro in private, outside these walls though it's either Mikey or alpha"

"...how did I get here?"

"Your family traded you for protection of the village" Mikey said it as if it were nothing because to him it was nothing but (name)... His family traded him off like that?

How could they?!

"Don't worry pup, alpha will take care of you" Mikey said scenting him before lifting him and bringing him to another room, very obvious a nesting/heat room and piles upon piles of nesting materials to choose from "my sister said bunnies like to burrow so there's enough materials to make an above ground burrow" Mikey was completely unphased at his mates nervous energy, assuming it had something to do with him being a bunny.

"...your not gonna eat me?" (Name) asked hopefully to the Alpha who tilted his head in return "not in the way you're thinking no, in spider culture it would usually be the other way around but since you're a bunny I don't have to worry about that do I?" Mikeys voice was deep as he spoke into (name)s ear "my pretty little mate, no one but me gets to touch you or look at you" Mikey said softly "understood?"

(Name) nodded and looked at him "what...what will I be?" He didn't want to just be a breeding tool and discarded when no longer needed "my mate, don't worry I don't care much for multiple mates" Mikey assured the bunny "wouldn't let you claim me if that were the case"

Oh right, the claim marks.

If mikey let him claim him then that means Mikey is dead serious about no one else, if anything happens to (name) Mikey will feel it and vice versa.

So keeping his mate happy would be important for Mikey's wellbeing.

Not to mention if he was just brought for breeding Mikey wouldn't have claimed him at all.

"So you're gonna be a good bunny for me yeah?"

"You want me?"

The question was so genuine it threw Mikey off, he knew omegas weren't treated the best but to so willingly offer himself to a man who essentially got him in a trade.

"I wouldn't have brought you here if I didn't"

(Name) just nodded before looking at the nesting materials "...can I have some of your clothes for the nest...." (Name)s Omega practically demanded the alphas scent in his nest and Mikey let out a low rumble before standing up and leaving, returning with all his laundry.

A large basket in his hands and plopped down before (name), the Omega preening at the scent radiating off his alphas clothing and got to work making his nest as mikey got food.

(Name) didn't know why he was so calm around his alpha but he didn't think to much of it as he began making his nest, when Mikey returned the Alpha used his saliva as a glue to keep things in place when directed.

When the nest was done, Mikey fed his mate to show he could care for him and provide for him and their future pups.

The two spent the day getting to know one another, Mikey never felt this relaxed around another person and found he quite enjoyed it.

(Name) learned he was a funnel spider, having a spiders nest in another room away from (name)s nest as he didnt need the bunny getting trapped in there unless it was Mikey's rut.

The two went deep within (name)s burrow like nest, Mikey sealing the exit as the two snuggled in the soft bedding and clothing and spent the next two days there.

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