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clandestineloki · 7 months

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strawberry bliss (nsfw)

the part 2 to strawberry sweet ❤️

summary: miguel loves using his strength on you ;)) and this little snippet of you guys watching a replay of his recent game shows just that, with some sweet lil fluff and playful banter :)) and then miguel fucks u so good he hits your factory reset and you go back to being a lil shy babie around him oh no :3

tw: he also finds out you have a daddy kink, mention of shane dawson (derogatory), mention of physical violence (bros a wrestler what did you expect), overstimulation, a bit of breeding kink, heavy praise kink, a bit of humiliation but on the sweet side

A/N: this takes place about a year or so after strawberry sweet, where miguel and reader are in an established relationship and make quippy cute banter with each other

A/N # 2: pls reblog so we can turn more ppl into whores 💖

💕 hope you enjoy!

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"BABYY THE COMMERCIALS ARE OVER!"

Miguel runs from the bathroom and meets you in the kitchen, you with the tray of strawberry drinks squealing as he tickles your waist.

"AHH IT'S GONNA SPILL!!!" you scream, and he backs off, smiling as you regain your balance.

You balance the smoothie cups on the tray and move forward, but Miguel blocks your way.

"M'scuse me, I have a game to watch," you pout up at him, but he doesn't budge.

"Mister, my boyfriend will be very angry if he finds out I'm late to the game >:( "

"Aww, such a shame, pretty girl... can't I just get a little kiss?"

"Let me through!"

"Can't, hermosa, you gotta say the password right up against my lips~ the password is mwah mwah mwah i love you miguel you're so handsome miguel~"

"You're cheesy," you roll your eyes, and he laughs as you set the tray down in front of the bed facing the TV. "I want the old Miguel back, he was cute and he had actual rizz."

He slumps against the couch. "The Miguel that was a total pervert over your old smoothie girl uniform?"

"Oh my gosh, I totally forgot about the uniform!" You giggle. "I hated it. Did you know on my first day they gave me a size too small and they had the audacity to try and gaslight me by saying I got fat?"

"Fucking weirdos," he pulled you into his arms, your back against his chest." Glad I got you out of that mess, mm?"

"It was just one mess into another, Mig, you made me your sugar baby," you tease, and his face scrunches up.

"Bebita, I may be rich but I'm not your sugar daddy. I'm just two years older than you."

"But think about it, I was sixteen when you were eighteen! Like- that's two years but the maturity difference is huge! That's creepy, Miguel. You wanna go to jail?"

"Ay, por dios. We're in our twenties, we met in our twenties. End of discussion. And I've already been to jail. Twice."

"What?!"

"Ay! ay! end of discussion. The match is starting," he pinches your nose then turns to watch the TV just as the host's opening spiel ends. Miguel feels you sit up in his grip when the crowds on the TV cheer as he comes up on screen, flashing a grin to the audience.

"Ew, who's that?" you mumble, cheeks stuffed with popcorn and Miguel snorts, rolling his eyes.

"That's me, your boyfriend, the guy who's gonna absolutely obliterate downgraded Shane Dawson in about..." he snaps his fingers just as his opponent comes out on screen. "Fifty-eight seconds."

"I really don't see the resemblance, Miggy, you're just being a bully."

"Y'know," he pulls you closer, absentmindedly kissing your neck as he feels you squirm in his hold. "I don't get how you let the physical violence slide but I compare some white guy to Shane Dawson and you call me a bully."

Your face heats up a little, and you turn away, mumbling shyly. "C-cause you look really badass when you throw them around like that... "

"Mmm?" he teases, nuzzling his nose in your neck. "I do?"

He feels you freeze up and chuckles, his hands trailing down to your thighs.

"Y-yeah," you whisper... "a bit..."

"Oh, and you like how strong I am, hmm? Is that what it is?"

It's cute how you shake your head and brush his hands away to turn up the volume on the TV, when he just goes right back to kneading your breasts and riling you up.

"Querida, you gotta answer me, y'know I can't understand you when you mumble like that~"

"What was the question?" you mumble, looking up at him with what he knows for sure are the most adorable bunny eyes he's ever fucking seen.

"I said," he nibbles down on your ear with a little growl, "do you get off like a cute little bunny when I show off? Is my baby that kinky~?"

" I-I... maybe..." you twitch as his fingers toy with your nipples. "Miggy, please..."

"Please what baby? Please stop or please give me more?"

Miguel knows the answer, obviously. It's just that he can't get over the fact that he landed the prettiest girl with the cutest stutter when she's nervous.

"Please..." you whisper.

He chuckles against your ear, leaning in and lowering his voice just the way he knows you like it, especially when he's buried all the way inside you.

"Please what."

The tiniest gasp comes out of your lips. "Please... please f-fuck me... please?"

Before you can even finish, you're over his shoulder and on the bed as he kisses everywhere on your face, growling at the inconvenience of the fact that he cant hold you still and fondle your chest at the same time.

"M-Miguel..." you whimper, twitching in sensitivity. "You're always teasing me..."

"Oh?" he mocks you, flipping you over on your stomach and gripping your hips, leaning in real slow to drawl darkly in your ear. "I'm the tease here? When you're shaking your little ass all over me? You rile me up like this and expect me not to fuck you the way you deserve? hmm?"

"S-Sorry..." you mumble, and Miguel laughs breathily, having the time of his life making you all shy and embarrassed.

"S'okay, baby, you just gotta make up for it, yeah?"

With a playful swat to your ass, he rips off your shorts and his fingers tease your folds through your panties.

"Miguel..."

"Yes...?" he kisses the arch in your back, smirking when your thighs tremble.

"Please hurry..." you gasp.

"Don't worry baby, you'll be asking me to slow down real soon~"

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His favorite sight of all time is you underneath him, with that blissed out look on your face and your chest heaving as he fucks every choked breath out of those pretty lips.

"Fuck, bebita," he whispers. "Creaming all over my fingers like the cute little plaything you are?"

You whimper, closing your thighs shakily, but his free hand just forces your legs apart and he curls his two fingers in you, tickling your pussy and making his hand even wetter.

"Hmm? What did you say?" Miguel mumbles close to your ear, and makes sure that at the precise moment you try to speak he speeds up his fingers, making your words melt away in warm red pleasure as more juices coat his fingers.

"S'too much..."

"Bebita, you asked for this," he whispers darkly. "We're not even halfway done."

You mewl out his name and turn your head to the side. He takes it as an opportunity to bite down on your neck and relish in the high-pitched pleasure drunk squeal that forces out of you as your little pussy sucks in his fingers.

"Shit. I can't take it anymore," he grumbles, his fingers moving even faster as he leans closer, forcing you flat against the bedsheets as you moan and cream all over his fingers like a cute little bunny, just too pleasure-drunk to utter even a word.

"Come for me baby," Miguel almost begs. "Come for me so I can fuck you the way I know you want me too, okay?"

You gasp at his dirty talk, and he laughs at the fact that you never stop getting shy when he says these things.

Or when your little pussy makes those wet noises when you're really really close.

"Fuck you're so cute," Miguel grins, licking the tears falling from your hazy eyes. "So sweet, letting me do whatever I want with you~ Come for me, gatita, you know you want to~"

Your moans make him grin and he thumbs at your sensitive little bud. His teasing sends you over the edge and you gasp and whimper, clinging onto him as he helps you through your third orgasm.

When you come down from it, Miguel is smirking down at you, and licking his fingers clean of your juices, humming lowly as his tongue traces his long fingers sensually.

"Wanna taste it right off your pretty pussy baby," he whispers, making you blush. "But I'll save that for later~"

He really means he'll save it for when you're too fucked out to close your pretty legs around his head.

Miguel kisses your hips as he flips you over again, tracing his rough hands over your ass and thighs, making you shiver and mumble something he almost can't hear.

"Daddy..."

His wandering hands freeze.

He grins.

"What was that?" he teases.

Your breath stutters.

"What- I-"

He leans in dangerously close, pinning you down on the bed with your ass right against his throbbing hard cock.

"What did you just call me?" he drawls, and you whimper.

"I-I called you Daddy," you bury your head in the pillows. "S-Sorry... if it makes you uncomfortable-"

Miguel thrusts his hips forward, sinking halfway into your wet, warm little cunt. The squelching of your little hole is nothing compared to the pure, unadulterated, sinful noise of pleasure that leaves your lips.

"Oh," Miguel groans. "That made me reallyfuckin' uncomfortable alright."

Your thighs shake as he sinks in really really slowly, making sure you feel every inch of him stretch you out.

"Say it again."

You gasp, tears forming in your eyes. "It's embarrassing..."

"Fuck, you really have to do all these things that make you so lovable, huh?" He groans, pulling your wrists and holding your arms behind your back. "Got the cutest little face, the cutest little pussy, and you always got these little kinks that make you so cute~"

He starts moving his hips, making you slur out his name and clench around him.

"My cute little milkshake girl, doing all these cute things for me and no one else," he whispers, and you nod helplessly,

Miguel runs his hands up and down your waist, making you sigh and whimper into the pillows.

"Wanna repeat what you said? No one's around, baby, just you and me. No need to be shy~"

"Daddy..."

"Fuck, you really are such the perfect little cutie, aren't you?" Miguel teases, pounding you harder.

It's music to his ears when you finally get to that stage of it, just uncontrollably whimpering and moaning and making all these noises of pleasure as you let him do whatever he wants to you.

"C'mon, say it again, another time won't hurt~"

"Such a t-tease..." you whine, and he chuckles fondly, pressing a kiss to your sensitive neck.

"Sorry, baby, not my fault you're so fucking adorable," he groans, shuddering when you clench down on him. "Daddy's close, baby, wanna come with me? Feel good together, hmm? Can you even understand me you dumb little baby?"

Miguel coos as you take in high-pitched breaths and gasps. Your tiny fists clench the sheets shakily, and your thighs thump helplessly with every thrust of his hips.

"Come back to me, baby," he whispers as his thrusts get sloppier. "Help me out one list time, kay? Wanna be my good girl?"

"Mhm..."

"Ah," he laughs. "Daddy broke his pretty baby so bad? Sorry, gatita, you just feel too good. Let's come together, okay? I'll get us there, baby~"

You whimper loudly one last time, creaming helplessly around his cock. Miguel pins your back down onto the bed, leaning in and growling right against your ear as his orgasm takes over as well, making sure you take every bit of his cum inside you.

The twitching of your thighs finally slows as Miguel pulls out, turning you onto your back and lightly running his hands up your thighs, waist, and breasts, kneading them softly and eliciting a whine from your lips.

"So sensitive," he pinches your nipple, making you gasp. "But I'll keep my hands to myself... for now."

You blush at those words, nuzzling into his neck as he chuckles at your bashfulness.

"Didn't know my good little girl had a Daddy kink. So cute," he whispers. "Got the sweetest little baby all to myself~."

Miguel brushes his lips against yours, smiling when he tastes a hint of strawberry,

His second favorite sweet thing in the goddamn world.

"Oh, baby~" he coos. "You felt so fucking good. Can we go again, gatita?"

You whimper, twitching helplessly, and blushing at the feeling of his fingers toying with the cum trickling down your thighs.

But you don't say no.

#atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel spiderman #miguel x reader #spiderman 2099 #clndstnlki's strawberry sweet saga

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nyxiswrites1200 · 2 months

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This one’s a little more on the sus side buT- if you’re comfortable writing it, I’d love to read a lil fic thing with Dean W with a reader with a choking kink?

If not, dw it’s no problem. Just thought I’d shoot my shot haha

Dean just- he does things to me for real. Going feral mode for him at all times highkey

𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍'𝒔 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆

Dean Winchester x GN!Reader

Warnings: NSFT, MDNI, Committed Relationship, Choking, Penetration, Lil hand fetish, Praise, Aftercare, Lil Fluff, Pet names

An: Oh I am totally fine with this 🤭 I only have a few select things I won't write. Served up for you babe <3 Hope you like it

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"Such a pretty thing..." Dean praises into your ear as you moan in response. Dean was your boyfriend, still unsure how you managed that. Sam had gotten the memo and left you two alone.

Neither of you hesitated in making good use of the alone time.

Dean had you on your stomach, your hands gripping into the sheets. He had you stuffed full of his cock. He loved watching the way your hole tightened around him the closer you got to the edge.

It was far from over however. Dean remembered when you encountered him one day. He remembers you explaining how you want to try being choked. You did always seem a little too fascinated by his hands.

It's been a bit since you mentioned it, he wondered if you forgot.

Dean thrusts deeper into you with a groan, then stops. He's pressed right against that sweet spot making you squirm as you pant. You glance back at him, confused on what he was doing.

That was until he wrapped one of his hands around your throat, nothing to constrict you or hurt you, just enough to feel that pressure. That sense of submission that made you feel weak and tighten around his cock.

"Oh, is that what you wanted, baby?" He groaned at the sight, you can't help but nod and quiver at the touch. "Yes Dean..." You respond breathlessly as you bring one hand to wrap around his wrist.

"Good" he rasped as he began fucking you again. His hips slapping against you as the sinful sounds of sex filled the small motel room. You would have fallen back into the bed if not for Dean's grip keeping you up right.

"So fucking tight...you like my hand around you, baby?" He leaned down and rasped into your ear. He groaned as well, enjoying how well you responded to his intimacy. You moaned in response and your words came out shaky "Dean- feels so good..." You whine as you feel his cock brush against that spot again. "Right there, hm?" He teased and you nodded frantically. You swear he fucked your brain cells right out of your head.

Dean proceeds to fuck that sensitive spot inside you, over and over, tightening his grip on your neck. You couldn't help but drool as you became a moaning mess beneath the man. You never truly understood why Dean collected such a body count, besides his devastatingly good looks. Only when he became yours did you get what was so special about the sex.

Dean buried his nose into your neck from his place behind you as he groaned "Gonna cum, babe?" He rasps as you feel his cock twitch, knowing he's getting close too.

"Yes, fuck- I'm so close, Dean" you moan out into the room, feeling kind of sorry for anyone who could hear through these thin walls.

"Cum with me, baby. Doing so good for me..." He grunts, taking in your scent and the smell of sex and sweat on your skin.

Less than a minute later, he had you toppling over the edge.

You moaned and cried out into the room as he fucked your through the bliss. Dean then let out choked curses as he came, filling you up with his cum. His hand remains firm on your neck as he fucks his cum into you briefly.

The moment he lets you go, your limbs feel heavy and you sink into the bed. A moment passes before Dean gets up. He disappears into the bathroom before returning a moment later. He had cleaned himself up and tugged on a pair of boxers. He begins to carefully clean you up.

You let out a small laugh and he looks at you with a grin "You laughing at me?" He accused.

You nod "Well, I just never took you for the aftercare type until we started dating" you teased and he faked offense as he let out a chuckle "I'm hurt, babe. I may have been a flirt but I wasn't a douchebag".

"Some could disagree" you chuckle and Dean gasps "I can't believe you'd think so little of me" he playfully frowns as he finishes cleaning you and returns to your side in the bed. He tugs you in close, wrapping an arm around you. "But you're dating me, so what does that say about you?" He teases with a smirk "Guess I have bad taste" you snuggle into his chest as he idly rubs the side of your arm.

"Yeah, whatever you say. I'm dating the devil's advocate" he scoffs.

#fanfic writer #my writing #reader insert #gender neutral insert #supernatural fandom #supernatural x reader #supernatural #dean x you #dean x reader #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean fluff #supernatural dean

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spctrsgf · 2 years

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irrevocably

summary: Din realizes he loves you<3

word count: 1.2k

warnings: language, the reader has at least shoulder length hair

a/n: here is some non proofed, shitty fluff that i wrote at eleven pm while sick and with minimal sleep

part two: speechless

Something garbled to your left, causing you to jolt in surprise. You were able to stop your head a mere inch from the bottom of the ship, breathing heavily. “One sec!” You called to your surely impatient companion, tightening a few of the bolts on the engine door.

The kid garbled again, clawing at your pant leg. You giggled softly, sticking your head out from underneath the Razor Crest to attend to him. “What’s up, lil guy?” You held your arms out, to which he scrambled up and onto your lap.

Smiling, you wiped the oil off from your face as the kid snuggled into your chest. You gave his head a scratch and stood up, strolling into the open hatch. You set the kid down in his pod before closing the hatch and plopping yourself in the cockpit, staring at Din’s empty seat in the center.

Din had been gone four days. Four. You knew he was more than capable of protecting himself and that he had told you this would be a longer trip, but you couldn’t help but worry. It was all that you could do in the silence of this fucking death trap of a planet.

So, as evident by the crease that was almost permanently embroidered in between your eyebrows, you did just that. You shuffled between ‘oh my god is he dead’, ‘what if he got caught by the New Republic or Moff’ and ‘shit what the hell are we’.

Yeah. One more thing I forgot to mention: you and Din had reached a sort of in between stage, somehow. It was all sort of unclear to you: he was super overprotective (more than when you’d first joined, you’d noticed), he held conversations with you about what must be too casual for his liking on a day to day basis, and even had told you that he, and I quote, ‘couldn’t lose you, ever’.

To be fair, he was saying that last point while talking about you and the kid, but you counted it as something nonetheless. Your point was that he extended care that you’d only seen him give to the kid. It warmed your heart, but it also left you confused. Frankly, you were afraid to ask him.

Anyway, you had put yourself to work all day, figuring you could pick up a few things in mechanics by fixing the ship. You’d honestly thought it would be an hour or two of work, tops, but the Razor Crest had proven you otherwise. You spent not one but two days fixing its big and small problems. It was demanding work, but you liked the feeling of being useful again.

One problem: you were tired. As soon as you plopped yourself into that seat, you could feel your eyelids droop. Not long after, you succumbed to the sleep, letting yourself really rest for the first time in four days.

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When Din entered the Razor Crest some five hours later, it was unnaturally quiet. He scrambled farther in, slamming a gloved palm on the button to close the hatch. He located the kid’s crib almost immediately, but you weren’t near. He climbed up the ladder quickly, telling himself not to worry until he checked the cockpit.

When he saw the top of your head propped up by your hand against the side of the controls, his shoulders visibly loosened. He dropped his hand from where it was hovering over his blaster and ventured over to his seat, quietly setting the coordinates for his next quarry.

After finishing that, he turned to face you. His visor tilted as he trailed his eyes over your relaxed face; the slight part of your lips as you breathed slowly, the strand of hair falling from where you had tucked it behind your ear, the smudge of oil on your cheek. His fingers twitched as he stopped himself from wiping it off.

You deserved the sleep. He could see the wariness in the bags that hugged the bottom of your eyes. He pulled a blanket he had stored in the cockpit over your shoulders, smiling softly as you mumbled and gripped the edge of the navy colored blanket.

He stepped back to admire you from afar, taking in the warmth and comfort that was you.

It was at this moment that he realized was in too far to back out.

He realized in this moment that he would die for you. He would kill for you, he would do anything if it meant you would stay with him. He realized he would tear the galaxy apart to find you if he lost you, do anything just to see the curve of your lips or a laugh bubble out of your mouth and carry him into the skies above.

He was irrevocably and indefinitely in love with you. The thought knocked Din back a step with the force of truth it held. The backs of his shins hit his seat hard, and he tumbled into it as thoughts raced through his head.

What did this mean? Did you feel the same way?

He sure as hell hoped so. Din didn’t think he could live with himself if you didn’t. There was a moment of resolve that he had, deciding he would get you to love him, one way or another. It sounded borderline obsessive, so he told himself that if you said no, it meant no.

Does he love you?

Yes. He’d been over this, he did. Double checking with his heart, Din decided that he was. His cheeks grew red. No going back now.

What does this mean for his creed?

This meant he was committing to someone, to you, if you’d have him. This meant complete and utter trust that he was placing in you, which went as far as-

Taking off his helmet.

It’d been years since a real person had seen his face. He wasn’t much older than eleven when he’d sworn the oath and joined the Mandalorians, since he’d said goodbye to his freedom and joined a creed built on secrecy and weapons.

It wasn’t until his lungs screamed for air that Din realized he’d been holding his breath. He tried to breath, but it felt like the beskar encircling his head was cutting off all of his oxygen. Without a second thought, he yanked off the offending piece of armor and gaped in air greedily.

Once his gasps of air calmed down, he let his face fall into his hands as his brain raced a mile a minute with new revelations. He rubbed his temples and willed his brain to slow the fuck down. The emotions were new, but he was getting a grip on them.

His head tilted to focus on you again, unfiltered without his helmet. His breath caught at your beauty blessing his bare eyes. You had shifted to lean farther backwards and rest your head on the back of your seat, fingertips wrapping around the blanket even more than when he had left you with it. A genuine smile caresses his lips, readily aware that you could open your eyes and see him.

But he couldn’t find it in himself to care anymore.

#help this is shit #din djarin #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #din djarin imagine

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thisismeracing · 5 months

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To build a home | MS47 (patreon exclusive)

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― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x hamilton!reader ― Warning: mentions of Christmas celebrations. (1.5k words) ― Summary: Mick and Yn are used to sharing everything, and always spending time with each other. However, they didn’t notice that things got easier because they ended up pilling some things in one house. His place is theirs now, but the same happened with her place. It only takes their respective siblings one look to figure out the whole situation. Will it scare them, or will they finally move in together? ― A/n: This piece can be read as a stand-alone, or part of the King of My Heart series (here). It was also based on this ask sent by my Coffee emoji anon on Tumblr, who gave me permission to work on the thot and bring it into a full piece <3 Thank you for the support and for proofreading it too, C! *mwah* I hope you guys like it!

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“Did you see my white sneakers when you walked through the entrance?” Mick asked, raking his fingers through his blonde hair, already feeling the stress taking over. He wasn’t the biggest fan of packing, even though it was something he had to do numerous times in his line of work. He tended to have everything sorted, and whenever it was time he would just throw everything inside the luggage and get going.

“Nein, isn’t it somewhere in your closet?” his sister asked, watching the blonde walk inside the closet again.

“It’s not,” his voice carried from the room while he walked back to his sister, a stressful curve between his eyebrows.

“When was the last time you wore it?”

Mick sighs, throwing his body beside Gina’s on his mattress, the bed dipping with his weight.

“I wore them last Saturday…then on Monday on the trip back home”

“Didn’t you forget between Yn’s things? You came home together, right?”

Mick bites his lips when a wave of realization hits him, shaking his head, “I…mhm…I left them at her place.”

“You didn’t forget?”

“Nah, I left them there.”

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“Ugh, I’m pretty sure I left it on the sink,” Yn sighs, going through bottles of hair products while Lewis watches from the door. He was helping her pack for Christmas at the Schumachers, everyone was going, including their parents, and Roscoe who was already there with the oldest Hamiltons and Corinna. Lewis had some things to finish with Merc and Yn had work to do, so they agreed on flying together, which he knew meant also packing together since Yn would get easily distracted and forget to do so.

“It’s no biggie, I have mine at home, I just wanted to get this one braid sorted because it’s too loose,” Lewis tries.

“Nah, but I always have my curls and braids stuff there, Lew…Last week I even rebraided these two pieces and…—oh–”

“What?”

“I left the lil hair bag at Mick’s house.”

“What do you mean you left it there? Like, you accidentally forgot there?”

Yn bites her lips, “I’m there most of the time, so I just left it there, you know?”

Lewis watches attentively as his sister walks back to the closet staring at her clothes as if they were going to pack on their own.

“Did you pack your satin pillowcase?”

“Yeah, Mick is taking it, I have some at his apartment. I’m putting the ones that are here through the wash,” she explains simply, starting to fold a coat.

“You have one at his place?”

“Yeah, he bought some when we started dating, it’s easier when we don’t have to keep moving those everyday things, you know?”

The oldest Hamilton was at a loss for words for a few seconds. It was so obvious, yet his sister seemed unaware. In her defense, however, the couple were now over a year into their relationship, and to deal with the distance they had to make do with each small gap of time together, it seemed to be more work for Mick and Yn to keep packing an overnight bag or something of the sorts whenever they wanted to be together. It was just easier to have their things shared between houses.

“So you’ve kind of moved in together?” he wants to be less direct with his questions, but this is all Lewis can muster, and it makes Yn stop in her tracks, brows drawing together in confusion.

“No?”

Lewis chuckles, it’s not a funny situation per se, he’s more nervous with his own realization that his sister is old enough not only to date, but now she’s old enough to share an apartment with a guy, which means soon enough she’ll probably get married, and have kids, and…his baby sister!

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robynlilyblack · 1 year

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Take my hand and find out

Sirius Black x shy! fem! reader

Summary: Y/n's morning was going okay until new information causes her to have an attack in the middle of breakfast

Warnings: swearing, comfort, mentions of food, eating, not feeling hungry, feeling sick, shortness of breath and sex, detailed descriptions of a panic attack, gryffindor reader, reader has panic attacks, friends to lovers, mutual pining, first kiss, Sirius being a sweetheart, minor James and Lily and Marlene being a simp for her slytherin gal

A/n: 2k words, thank you for the request, I hope I captured it okay I used to do this went I panicked in large crowds to help calm down xx

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“Morning” Marlene's voice sings as she enters your dorm room “How are my two favourite girls?” she asks, walking towards you but pats Lily’s head on the way

“If I can get breakfast without being bothered by Potter I’ll be grand” Lily huffs, shaking her head as she finishes her hair

Marlene plops herself beside you on your bed with a snigger, turning to you with a sceptical look that elicits a giggle from you

“I mean it” Lily turns around, a frustrated look on her face

Marlene holds up her hands “Sure you do” she replies, voice dripping with sarcasm before she puts on her best impression “My wonderful, beautiful, sweet, sweet Lilypad!” she presses the back of her hand to forehead and falls back onto the bed

You giggle at her theatrics “Hey” your eyes go to LIly as she scolds you lighty, a smile cracking through her frustration “You’re supposed to be on my side…Marlene!” she pleads but giggles herself at the end, blushing lightly as the blonde starts to go on about her thighs and arse

“What?” she sits up and looks at you “She has a great arse, right?” she asks and you nod shyly, causing Lily’s blush to deepen “Lils why can’t you admit you like the specky weirdo already”

“I…”

“...don’t like him” you and Marlene say together, you a lot quieter but they hear it and despite it making fun of her Lily is just as proud as Marlene

“We should get to breakfast” Lily stands up the smile finally breaking through as she grabs her robes, avoiding the question as she always does “I need to get to those blueberry muffins before they’re all gone”

You and Marlene smile, gathering your own robes and bags. Marlene slips her robes over her satchel while you put them on, fixing the hood as you head out of the dorm and down the stairs

“Evans!”

Sniggers escape you as Marlene mutters “Think that’s a new record” under her breath while Lily eyes the boy jogging towards her

“What Potter?” she crosses her arms, pressing her lips together as she takes an annoyed breath

“We got a meeting with Minnie this morning, head boy and girl thing” he informs her with the biggest smile on his face “You look wonderful this morning, beautiful”

You had to give it to James, he never faltered in his affections, if anything over the years they grew more and more sweet, just like another boy you know…even if he was a little more of a natural flirt

“Hey pretty girl” Sirius greets as he and Remus come down the stairs behind you “Hey Marls”

“Hey Sirius, Remus” Marlene nods to them

You turn around to look as well, finding Remus wearing a kind smile while Sirius smirks and winks at you causing your cheeks to heat but a small smile plays on your lips as you look back towards Lily and James

“Oh” Lily pouts “I forgot about that, sorry…I haven’t had time to get break…” she starts but James gently cuts her off revealing two blueberry muffins

“I already ran down and grabbed you something” he offers them to a now wide-eyed Lily

She just stares at them for a moment before taking them “Thanks Po…James” she corrects making the boys soft smile grow significantly “Don’t get any ideas” she points at him before smiling at the muffins again “Let's go” she hithers saying her goodbyes to you, Marlene, Sirius and Remus before heading out

As she turns away you all chuckle at James, watching as he jumps and punches the air in a quiet victory before following along behind her

“So breakfast?” Marlene claps her hands together earning hums and nods from the three of you “Where’s Pete?” she asks as you all make your way down “Feel like I haven’t talked to you all in ages”

Sirius steps forward and beside her “He’s not feeling great unfortunately, stomach bug” he shrugs before falling into conversation with her while you and Remus walk along behind “I’ll tell him you’re asking for him”

“Hey love” he nudges you gently to say hello, looking down at you with a smile

You smile back, Remus and you got along well, both being the shy anxious hermits of each of your respective friend groups “Hey Rem” you greet him, tapping your head on his shoulder as you walk, missing the raven haired boy slight jealousy as he catches it when he looks back

“Are you ready for the presentations today?” he wonders and you look up at him confused “Binns moved the oral presentations to this morning, you didn’t know?” he informs and while you nod anymore conversation is cut off as you enter a loud and busy great hall, your friends ahead finding seats on the top end of the table

Remus seems to get the hint of what the two are doing before you do, in fact you’re too busy dealing with the forming lump in your throat and sickness in your stomach to realise until you sit down

“Hi” Sirius smiles at you while you turn to him shocked, you were expecting Marlene or Remus, not him

You give him a nervous, timid smile before you turn away and stare at your plate, hands shakily grabbing food you know you won’t be able to stomach nor eat before picking up your fork and beginning to play with it. Desperately you tried to calm yourself, trying all your usual tricks but the thought of talking in front of everyone in less than an hours time was terrifying

“Woah” your eyes flick up to Marlene, seeing her mouth ajar as her eyes are locked across the room “Just me or does she look extra good today?” she points at her girl

Sirius leans to the side, shoulder touching yours by accident as he looks between Remus and Marlene. You look as well, trying to focus on something else but you struggle, more so when Marlene stands, quickly grabbing some food and running after Dorcas as she heads out with an ‘I’ll see you and those two losers later honey’

“She’s a loser”

Sirius huffs but you barely hear it, only Marlene and Lily knew you had anxiety, you were sure Remus understood it to a degree but he’d never seen it at its worst, he couldn’t talk you through an attack and realising that caused your chest to tighten that little bit more

“Sorry insult Pads”

Your hands find each other under the table, nails digging in as nerves overcome you. Suddenly the room felt small, and you were aware of how many people were here, how loud it all was, how many people were walking behind and around the table, the clatter of cutlery, bangs on the table, laughter and shouting merging into the same scary hum

“So’s your mum”

Running away was the best option but you also couldn’t move, you were glued to the chair

“No I take that back your mums lovely moons…oh hey Prongs, Red and Minnie get tired of you already?”

It felt like the world was closing in, the weight of it all pressing on your chest…

“Hilarious Pads but no, in fact things were going well but we’ve ran into a hitch and I need Moony's help”

“Why his help?”

…squeezing…

“Because he’s tall like me”

“I’m tall!”

“No next to us you’re not”

…crushing…

“You two suck”

“And you blow…anyway moony you mind helping me and Lily with the banners? She’s just a little short, it’s adorable but impractical ya know?”

“Sure thing, I’ll see you two in class”

“See ya” Sirius waves them off before turning to you “So I was thinking…darling?” his eyes brows furrow, noticing how distressed you look “Y/n?” he tries again but don’t react, your eyes still tracing frantically around the room, breaths shallow

His hand finds yours, stopping you from hurting yourself with your nails, thumbs softly rubbing into the left over indentations “I can’t…I…” you breathing gets heavier, no longer panicking in silence as everything gets fuzzy, loud, it’s overwhelming

Sirius stays quiet for a moment bringing your hand to the centre of his chest and his to yours “In and out” he tries, and if you weren’t in your current state you would love him more for that “In” he over expands his chest “Out” he deflates, voice soft

You attempt to copy, it helps but it’s not enough, your chest still feels tight “I can’t” you shake your head, slipping back so he tries something else

“What can you see?” he asks, head dipping down to your eye line

“What?” you almost squeak

“Name all the things you can see around you” he expands and nods towards the great hall

You warily look, still struggling to breathe as you start “Umm…People…talking…laughing…eating…”

“What else darling?” His fingers run over your hairline, knuckles grazing your cheek

You continue looking around, your breathing getting easier “…tables…food…pancakes…newspapers…some boy picking his nose…” a giggle escapes both of you at the last one

“Feel better?” he asks, the sweetest smile on his face

You nod, breathing returning to normal and you lean into his hand as he cups your cheek “How did you know what was happening?” you wonder a little surprised

He looks down, face flashing with guilt “My little brother…he used to have them when we were young…maybe he still does I…I wouldn’t know” he confesses and your heart goes to him, you didn’t know much about what happened, but you knew enough to know how much he regretted it “”

“Thank you” you lean up and kiss his cheek, breaking him out of his own thinking

His fingers graze his cheek, and your eyes widen at the blush that grazes them “You’re welcome, but I’d do anything for you” the words roll off naturally “What happened? Is it too busy? We can take our food to the courtyard or something” he offers

“Not at first” you shake your head “Remus told me they changed our presentations to first period”

“Oh” he nods in understanding before kissing your forehead “Well I can fix that” he shrugs

“You can?” your head tilts, cheeks heating at the ease of the kiss and that his hand hasn’t stopping cupping your jaw line

“Yeah! What can I do for you? I can cause a distraction and you sneak out, or just get it plain cancelled or I could forge a note that excuses you…oh or I could sneak you to Hogsmeade and we can just skip it entirely” his eyes light up as he speaks, excitement evident that he can help in the most him like fashion

“How would you get us to hogsmeade?” you inquire, though you should have guessed he would have a way

“Take my hand and find out” his hand slips from you cheek as he stands up, extending his hand back towards you

You don’t even think about it, just grab your bag from under the table with one hand and accept his with the other, letting him pull you up

“You won’t regret this” he promises as he leads you out of the great hall and down the corridor but you stop him just at the end “What?” he pouts, he must think you’ve changed your mind

“Sirius…” you bite your lip, psyching yourself up “…is this a date?”

His mouth drops open in a happy shock, trying to contain it but fails in the best way “Do you want it to be?” he poses, hope evident in his eyes and tone

“Very much” you confirm smiling wide as lights up more than you’ve ever seen but you are sure you can beat that “Siri”

“Yeah?” he beams at the new name but you don’t say anything just lean up and gently peck his lips softly “Umm…well…ugh” he struggles and your heart bursts that you’ve rendered him speechless after all these years

You step backwards in the direction he was headed, gently pulling him with you “Come on” you encourage and he snaps out of it, grinning as he starts dragging you down the corridors for your first official date

Thank you for reading ♡

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euijoosorangeslice · 7 months

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Hi can I request soft &cute sex with K. Maybe anniversary sex or something like that please. 🥰🥰. I love K so much 🥰🥰. Thank you so so much ❤️ i love your writings btw😗

aww tysm for the compliments btw!

but yeah I can work on that for you real quick!

warnings: fluff, a lil angst, Kei can’t stop making jokes in the middle of the act because he’s Kei, soft and sensual sex, a lot of making out, fingering, pussy eating, riding, reader is female, Kei has a mini breeding kink.

You can’t believe that he forgot. It was maybe the most important day of your lives, your one year anniversary with Kei. It was today last year that you guys had decided to make it official, Kei asking you out on a Ferris wheel at the fair. He was always so romantic, buying you flowers or chocolates, especially when you were on your period. Always giving you massages and going on dates, Kei was practically the perfect boyfriend.

But all good things must come to an end. It was already 8 at night and Kei hadn’t even hinted towards your anniversary gift. Starting to get pissed off, you decided to drink a little wine and relax. It didn’t seem like Kei to forget such an important day. Looking at your furrowed eyebrows, Kei wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. “Hey, angel. Why don’t you come to bed? I have a surprise for you.” Kei walked to the bedroom, leaving the door open. You sighed, finishing your wine and putting the glass in the sink.

You walked into the bedroom, gasping in shock. He had lit candles, scattered rose petals in a heart shape on the bed, and made a cute little trail to the bed. Not to mention that he was wearing a red satin robe, laid out with a bright smile on his face. “Surprise, darling.” You giggled, light filling up your eyes. “Oh, Kei! Arent you my perfect gift?” You climbed into the bed, letting Kei wrap his hands around your waist again.

You two shared a few soft kisses, letting your mind and hands wander to his chest. “May I request to see what’s underneath?” You questioned, Kei softly chuckling. “You may. There’s not much.” Reaching down and pulling the belt that was holding his robe shut, you pretended to be shocked at the sight of his naked body. Kei grabbed your face, kissing you slowly while caressing your thighs. “Can I prep you? I know we’ve done this millions of times but I really don’t want to hurt you.”

You stared into Kei’s eyes, seeing the love inside of him. You started to tear up, your throat suddenly feeling heavy. “Yeah.” You spoke, your voice cracking. His eyes went wide, worried about your well-being. “Did I do something wrong, princess? Please don’t cry, I’m sorry.” He caressed your face, wiping your tears with his thumb. “It’s just…you care about me and I’m not used to it. Even though we’ve been together so long I just can’t believe it.”

Kei kissed you again, this time smiling into it. “I always will care for you. No matter what, ok? Do you wanna keep going or should we stop?” You shook your head, holding Keis hand. “Let’s keep going.” You took off your panties, leaving your shirt on.

Kei smiled softly at you, slowly pressing a finger onto your clit. You hummed leaning into his touch. He started to rub small circles, kissing along your jaw. He kept his thumb on your clit, slowly pressing his index finger into you. You moaned, your eyes shutting while he started to thrust his finger into you. Adding another finger, he placed love bites all over your neck, loving the way you squirm against him. “Kei…feels so good.” You whimpered, Kei smirking against your neck. “I got something better for you baby.”

He backed up, leaning down and putting his face close to your pussy. His warm breath radiated onto your cunt, making you twitch. “Try and stay still, princess.” He immediately pressed his tongue against your clit, sliding a finger into your hole. You moaned, closing your thighs around his head. “Fuck, Kei? When did you get so good at this.” He chuckled, using his hands to spread your thighs apart. “You should know practice makes perfect.”

Your body went slump against the headboard, Kei feverishly eating you out while pumping his fingers inside of you. “Shit. Ugh, I’m gonna cum. Please, Kei.” He brought his thumb to your clit, quickly rubbing quick circles around it. “Go ahead, angel. Can you make a mess for me? Show me how good I’m making you feel.” Kei smirked, picking up the pace. “So, so good!” Your back arched up, softly gripping his hair and pulling him closer. You moaned in relief, body releasing all tension and slick dripping out of you. “Wow. You really did make a mess. No shame though. At least I know I did a pretty good job.”

Flustered, you shut your legs again. “Kei…” “Its fine, princess. Let’s take it slow.” Kei switched spots with you, you climbing on top of him. “Are you sure you wanna ride me? I can top-“ “No. I want to do this.” You lifted yourself up, slowly sinking down onto his cock. “Damn, Kei. I always forget how large you are.” You rested your head on his shoulder, him smirking. “I thought you liked my size.” You rolled your eyes, hitting his chest weakly. He guided your hips, helping you pick up the pace.

He could never get tired of seeing this side of you, grinding desperately on his cock. You kissed him again, and when you pulled away you noticed his face was flushed redder than usual. “What’s on your mind, babe?” Kei immediately locked eyes with you, biting his lip. “I’m so deep inside of you…keep thinking of making you a mommy.” Now both of you were flustered, Kei massaging your ass as you rode him. “Kei, you can’t just say that so casually!” You moaned, him nervously smiling. “Been on my mind forever. Just want to see what our kids would look like inside of you…”

Continuing to make out with him, you moaned into his mouth as you came over his cock. “Such a messy girl. I’m gonna fill you up so nice.” He thrusted up into you, slightly overstimulating you. Finally, he came, pushing his seed into your womb. “Ah, h-happy anniversary babe.” You hummed, leaning forward and laying onto his chest. “We should do this every anniversary.

#&team imagines #&team x reader #&team #&team smut #&team hard hours #&team k

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batterygarden · 2 years

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Sassy bf Denji...

(sfw relationship headcannons; gn afab reader)

I feel like Denji is sassy without meaning to be once you guys get close.

He’ll be like oh my god are you okay what happened to your skin?? & you’re just wearing foundation that got a little patchy.

Any candid life advice from Denji is not only unreliable as hell but also delivered harshly. Despite his best intentions! It’ll sound gentle in his head till he’s like “If a person with no balls tries to fight you just fucking run baby you are not taking them… zero coordination and ya wouldn’t even have somewhere to aim :/“

Will air ur business to everyone unless you specifically tell him not to. “Oh don’t worry they’ll be here! They’re trying out a Diva cup for the first time and it leaked all over while we were driving so they had ta turn around.” (He feels wise and mature saying this having just learned what a diva cup was that morning)

If he has a small grievance with you that for whatever reason he doesn’t mention right away, he’ll just incorporate it into your next nickname. Like you leave the fan on one (1) time when no one’s home he’s like ahh there’s my lil electricity vulture 😍. One time you forgot to clean up after breakfast and Denji literally said “hey dirty dishy! What is up 😁”

If you offer to take over his video game for him while he pees he’s like “hmm I dunno if.…uhhh…” He trails off then never gets up.

“Geez baby, I think you need a good night’s sleep tonight. Like at least eight hours dude…”

He doesn’t really care what you wear but prepare to receive the stink eye if u ever try out a new/different style bc Denji will be lost and confused. Babe what’s up with the fit 🤨? What do you mean, do you not like it :(? Uhhh im not sure if it’s good or not but I don’t get why you’d ever wear that in the first place. Will give honest fashion advice if you ask, too. it’s not always helpful but it’s certainly unfiltered.

“Shorty.. the poems you write do not make sense…”

Denji will occasionally give backhanded compliments 😔. “It’s kinda smart how ya hit the curb every time you park next to the sidewalk like that… Keeps you nice ‘n close!” “Thanks for correctin’ the waiter for me, it’s so cool that you aren’t scared to come off like an asshole.” “I like how you look all messy today!! (senses malice from your glare) Like. It’s hot, babe. I mean you look hot!”

He learned of One food that you don’t care for and he’s had the unwavering assumption that you’re a picky eater ever since. “Guess who scored some chocolate chip cookies at work today! Wait… I wonder if you’d even like these 🤔”

Usually always sassy by accident! but if you wake him up in the night he’s sassy on Purpose. Like if it’s for a good reason maybe less so but if it's just to show him a funny video he is whining and moaning and insulting your sense of humor in one breath before turning over and snoring again.

Link to a more sweet & wholesome Denji work

#he's cheeky i say!#csm denji #denji headcanons #denji fics #Denji fluff #denji x reader #denji x you #chainsaw man x reader #sassy denji #denji/reader #boyfriend denji #chainsaw man headcannons

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neverchecking · 4 months

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Can you please make a part 2, maybe even a part 3 for your recent post?

Your ‘Does it count as a marriage if only one of them is aware?’

Like the chains reaction to there being another Link married and asking Sage how it happened and who the lucky girl is.

Maybe them meeting the girl and how she really is and her telling the story in a quick version of the long version on how they got married. Maybe she plays a trick/prank on them before revealing herself as Sage’s Wife?

Just some ideas I thought could go well after reading the post that I love a lot!

Yes i ABSOLUTELY can. Im not gonna say when, but I DID start it. I saw this a while back and got so excited because i write Aaliyah yeah but i never actually expect people to like her bc i barely like her ngvigbng Thats a lie i love that bastard.

Here I'll give some spitballed ideas for now.

So, Aaliyah has never met the chain. Period. Like even right now? Never. I think even in constellations she's only met a few in passing and in the smut shots they were simply there. but in her Canon timeline? Has not met them.

Sage wants to keep it this way. I've mentioned it to Bailey, but Sage, even if he whores out, is a loyal bitch. He picks his person and that's his person until they die. And he'll do anything to keep it that way. However, because of his personality they have to be...special? I guess? Like it can't just be someone who rolls over and expects every one to just love them bc oh look at me! Im a helpless lil doll <3 UwU /Ref (Thats a very niche ref guys dw i love you all and your lil ocs <3)

Which is kind of why Aaliyah is the way she is? Sage needs someone whose gonna challenge him. Not necessarily bow down, or someone who will demand him to do this or that, but someone who takes what he says, challenges his ideals and will fight to prove theirs are better. Like Aaliyah will fight him, but if Sage can prove he's right, she'll fall in line. Unlike some dragons princess'.

Sorry sorry anyway, that being said, Sage doesn't share. He doesn't play well with others either. Neither does Aaliyah and Sage knows that.

ANYWAY

So obviously the chain is SHOCKED bc how tf? Did Sage get married? BEFORE THEM???

Either way, a few of them are pretty invested, bc lets be honest. Traveling that long, with men? Not entertaining. they have zero tea. At all. So this is new and exciting to them. They want to KNOW okay? they are all secretly tea hungry housewives.

He refuses to tell them anything tho. Absolutely anything. Well okay thats a lie. He'll tell stories but only the WORST ones.

"She blew me up once. I think that's when i fell in love."

"Really?"

"Fuck no."

"Thank Hy-"

"I knew i was in love with her when she stabbed me and left me in the desert. Petty bitch. Just because I forgot dinner that night."

They're in love i swear

My point earlier with Aaliyah never meeting the chain is just to say that i have total freedom here. I can do this however I want.

And my all time favorite way of doing it? in my head with my lil tiktoks that I use to maladaptive daydream?

The Hunters being Hunted.

Aaliyah would find them long before they found her. She'd watch them and stake them out.

She's stay out of sight for a while, but eventually she'd do something small that would let Sage know she was there.

Probably drops a bomb flower in the middle of camp <3

it's the thought that counts <3

The others think their under attack but Sage knows. He's cackling and throwing his head back going "You crazy son of a bitch!" because that's his girl.

and you're probably going, "Aaliyah appears after that right?"

Wrong.

She fucks around with them until she grows bored then probably even then only sits in a tree until one night Sage goes "Isn't that right, cupcake? You're a fucking barrel of sunshine."

And she nearly decks him. "Oh a ray of absolute shits and giggles."

Scares the piss out of Sky for sure,

I just nvogng

I need the chain to meet one of the wives and then being terrified of them. Not even in a 'damn am i attracted to this?' way. No no no, I need them to be terrified for their lives <3

#cinder rambles #coming to a blog near you #when?#...#next question.#sage #sage and aaliyah #Aaliyah #Sage X Aaliyah

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bleach-your-panties · 6 months

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⚡mind (and body) fuck 🛸- d.kaminari x fem reader x h.shinsou

⇰n/sfw 18+. mdni. MAJOR dark content warning.

⇰written for @bastardblvd's house of slimy horrors halloween collab.

⇰warnings: gullible reader, mentally ill reader, drug use (weed), electrostimulation, hypnosis, alien abduction, NON-CON, body horror, tummy bulge, use of surgical instruments, instrument insertion, egg retrieval, time-traveling (between present day and 1970's), alternate timelines, trippy shit, misogyny, sexism, sleazy men talk, threesome ig, excessive cursing, slimeball!denki being himself and slimeball!fake!landlord hitoshi, who claims he's a licensed hypnotist. this is degenerate, psychological filth; who wrote this?

⇰(i got the title idea from shinsou's hero name. i think it's mindbreak, but i always say mindfuck lol.)

🛸inspired by the movie fire in the sky and betty and barney hill's accounts of their alien abduction in 1961.

🛸banner images from pinterest/pic collage

🛸banner/animated divider made by me with canva/pic collage.

🛸halloween divider by @/firefly-graphics

🛸4.8k words

▶️: e. t (remix). - katy perry ft. kanye west

��️: phone home - lil wayne

"You sure you don't want another hit, pretty?" Denki turned his head to ask you as he held the lit blunt, which was quickly becoming a roach, between his long fingers.

Hitoshi, who was sitting to your left, made a small sound of amusement.

"I think she's had enough. Just look at her fucking face."

You're Denki's new neighbor, having just moved down the hall into apartment 3E. After finally securing a day off from work, he decided to do the neighborly thing and invite you over. To get to know you better.

He met you as he was preparing to leave for work one morning.

You looked so lost and gullible, easy prey for him, but if he hadn't have left then, Katsuki would have most certainly put his ass on bathroom duty for being late.

He'd have to put his quest of getting to know you on the back burner until he had more time.

And now, the day has finally come.

He wasn't very impressed when Hitoshi insisted on coming over the same day to 'work on some maintenance issues'.

Hitoshi is a bastard, a smooth bastard, that always seems to be in competition with him when it comes to nagging hot, unsuspecting chicks and taking them home, filling them up with weed, alcohol, and dick, then giving them the boot.

They even have a scoreboard, and Denki is currently just one point behind Hitoshi right now. Just one measly point.

And Denki planned to use little ole, naive you to even the score.

"What even is in that shit? It smells horrible." The violet-haired man waved his hand in front of his face to waft the weed smoke away from his "delicate" nose.

"You know, I've never seen someone who smokes cigarettes be so sensitive about a little weed. Pussy."

"Pussy? Oh, so now we're name-calling then? If I'm such a pussy, then how come I'm ahead of you right now on the board?"

He pointed a long, black-polished fingertip at the board situated across the room in plain sight.

The girls that Denki brought back here either had to be dumb, lonely, desperate, or a sad mixture of all three. Not to mention the ones with daddy issues.

“Because you use fake status and promises of discounted rent to get pussy, while I, on the other hand, use my charm and good looks. Not to mention I actually know how to fuck.” Denki smirked and crossed his long arms over his chest.

Hitoshi just snorted and Denki knew that he had won that argument.

A soft moan and a feminine hand on his jean-clad thigh made Denki jump in surprise.

"Shit, I almost forgot you were here, baby girl. Scared the fuck out of me." Denki cooed at you and then snickered.

A steaming hot box of pizza was open on the small coffee table in front of you, along with opened cans of beer and soda.

"You still didn't answer my question, pisshead. What is in that weed and why does it stink so fucking badly?"

Denki leaned forward to grab a slice of pizza out of the box: Hawaiian-style pizza.

"It's called Pineapple Express."

"Oh you just fucking made that up."

"I swear I didn't, but okay." Denki reached across your lap to ash the roach. Your small hand shakily reached out, grabbed his wrist, and rubbed it all the way down to the crease of his elbow, meeting the flannel of his rolled-up shirt.

“What’s wrong, baby? Are you tired?” Denki asked you in a thick, honey-laden voice.

What he doesn't know, though, is that he's given you a dangerous mixture.

A toxin that would soon have you spouting fairytales and complete nonsense.

You looked up at the zig-zag blonde confused, as if you were really seeing him for the first time.

"Wait, where am I? W-what…what year is it?"

Shinsou raised an eyebrow and shot Denki a concerned look.

"You're in my apartment, babe, and the year is 2023." Denki answered without missing a beat.

You were clutching his arm now in a panicked state.

"N-no, that can't be right. The last thing that I remember was walking home and then there was this bright, green light and…"

Both males leaned into you mechanically, them wanting to give you their full attention as well as them being eager to hear what you have to say.

"It was like a fire in the sky; at first it was merely a spark against the soot of the night, when all of a sudden, it was surrounding me, a blazing hot inferno, as if I had stepped onto the Sun's surface." You explained with a shakiness to your voice.

"If you even attempted to touch the Sun, you'd vaporize before you could even reach the surface." Shinsou retorted smartly.

Denki seemed perturbed by the story that you're currently spouting, but he also couldn't deny that it had sparked his interest.

"Leave it to Denki to bring home a crazy bitch and try to fuck…" Shinsou mumbled and reached into his jeans pocket for a Marlboro Menthol Black cigarette.

Said blonde swatted at Shinsou, a silent message for the lavender-haired man to shut the fuck up lest he scare away the barista's latest conquest.

"Hmm, what are you babbling about, sugar tits? There's no such thing as aliens and time travelers." He chuckled gleefully and cradled you closer to him.

How cute and funny you are.

His dick began to stir in his jeans from having you lie against him like this. Your tits spilled over the neckline of your top and brushed his chest.

Shinsou rolled his periwinkle eyes as he continued to smoke his cigarette and watch the wispy smoke curl up into the air. The minty, smoky odor mixed with the fruity one of Denki’s weed.

Those eyes then moved to the floor where your open purse was sitting by his feet. Inside, he could see a couple of pill bottles peeking out.

While you were busy whining to Denki about how you’d supposedly been abducted by aliens in your past life, Shinsou leaned down and scooped the three bottles up to read their white labels.

‘Haloperidol, chlorpromazine, and trifluoperazine. Antipsychotics?’

He rolled the bottles over in his hand then shot another look over to Denki, who seemed to have forgotten that Shinsou was even there.

The blonde's nimble fingers splayed across your back while his other hand rubbed up and down your shoulder.

Your breathing quickened and Denki took that as your arousal coming out, but your chest was constricting; you felt like you might be having a panic attack.

Shinsou stood up off the couch and moved Denki's hand off of your shoulder. Honey snapped up to meet periwinkle.

"What the fuck, dude?"

The pill bottles shook in his face, making Denki squint as he tried to read the small black writing.

"What is this?"

"Antipsychotic medication! This chick is seriously screwed up! You shouldn't have given her that weed; it's likely the only reason she's falling all over you right now!"

Denki scoffed and rolled his eyes. In his mind, Shinsou is just envious that Denki got to you first, and the lavender-haired man was afraid for Denki to take the lead over him.

"Now when it's my chance to finally get ahead, you want to be a man of morals? Spare me the bullshit, please."

"Forget about the fucking board for a minute! You-"

Denki swiped the bottles out of Shinsou's hand and brought them in front of your face. His free hand moved from your back to your belly and down into the waistband of your skirt.

"Did you remember to take your medicine today, huh, pretty?" He asked with a teasing lilt in his voice. This revelation doesn't change anything for him; he's still hard and still wants to fuck you.

Your eyes refocus on him, only slightly, and you give a faraway nod.

"I did…I think.."

He leaned forward to set the pill bottles on the coffee table. "Good girl…" He purred like a fat cat with a bowl full of fresh tuna.

Denki grabbed your exposed thigh and used it to pull your leg across his waist. Shinsou didn't miss how your cunt gripped the chartreuse lace of your panties as Denki exposed you to his sunken eyes. He bit his lip.

"You're really going to fuck her while she's like this?" His voice was thick with apprehension.

Denki didn't falter; he even smirked.

"Sure am...not like I haven't done it before. You got a problem, you can leave. There's the door." He nodded his head behind him to the metal door that leads into the hallway.

Shinsou's jaw clenched; his pride wouldn't let him be outdone by a dumbass like Denki. Not by a long shot.

Shinsou had to think of a plan and think of one fast before Denki would have your spaced-out ass bouncing on his dick in this very living room.

"Hey…I've got an idea. If she claims she was abducted by aliens, I'll hypnotize her. That way, we'll know if she's really telling the truth or if she's just a nut."

Denki laughed at the double entendre. "She is just a nut, but I'm interested now. Do you really know how to hypnotize someone?" He asked, looking at Shinsou while standing up from the couch.

"Of course, I'm a licensed hypnotist." Shinsou lied, trying to save face.

Denki positioned you in a supine position and crossed your arms over your chest.

"I'm going to hypnotize her, not put her in a fucking tomb." Shinsou rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever. Just do it, before I get bored. Also, if you think you're going to trick me into giving her up, you've got another thing coming." Denki snapped.

His tone grew darker, possessive. He settled his long limbs onto the coffee table and pushed the cans and pizza boxes off to the side.

"Shut the fuck up." Shinsou mumbled. He walked over to the arm of the couch where your head is situated and stood over you.

Smoke-scented fingers caressed your cheek and jaw. You looked up into Shinsou's eyes and they turned dark like cold, jagged amethysts.

"I need you to relax for me, kitten. Breathe slow and easy, don't force them out. Just let them come slow and easy, just like that. Good girl."

His hand moved to stroke your hair and your squinted eyes shut completely.

"Keep breathing and slowly begin to count backwards from fifty. Come on, do it for me, baby. I know you can."

Denki's golden eyes watched with intent and arousal; watching you submit to Shinsou's whim so easily was making him even harder than he was previously.

"50…49…48…47…46…"

Your arms slumped by your sides as you drifted off.

—--

1976

—--

The crickets' songs were melodious in your ears as you walked through your darkened college campus to get back to your dormitory.

The women's dorms were situated far from the main campus and the only way to get there was through a thick, wooded area.

"Silly me for not watching the time and ending up kicked out on my ass at 8pm at night. So not groovy." You chuckled.

Your platform sandals thumped against the ground, the material of your flared pants swishing over them with every calculated step that you took.

It was a bit of a chilly night, not unusual for your hometown, but tonight oddly seemed much colder.

The breeze ruffled your clothes and you looked up into the obsidian night sky. The moon was high and the stars swirled behind the dark gray clouds like a vortex, waiting to swallow up the wispy bits of condensation.

"How beautiful…"

Suddenly, one of those stars began growing larger and larger. It seemed to be moving towards the Earth; a comet maybe?

No.

It's much bigger and much wider than a comet would be and it's…spinning.

Hot.

The heat was all around you at once and you were trapped. A mechanical whirring sound reverberated in your ears and drummed against your brain.

Bright, green light emanated from the flying disk as it landed amongst the trees, crushing many of them under its massive weight.

The sound of multiple tree trunks cracking and bending under it sounded like multiple whips cracking against flesh and the sound made you wince. You dropped your books and covered your ears.

"What…this can't be happening right now…"

You whispered softly and clenched your eyes shut. The biting cold was now no match for the heat that had engulfed your entire being.

You fainted.

—--

We are not the same. I am a Martian..

(Greetings from Planet Weezy,

We will begin transmission in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…)

Phone home! (Weezy)

And if you feel like you're the best go 'head and do the Weezy-wee and

Phone home! (Weezy)

—-

You awoke sometime later in a cold room with steel walls.

"What happened to me..I..what the hell?"

You tried to move your arms, but they were strapped down on either side of your head with thick leather straps.

"What the fuck?! Let me go! Let me out of here! Anybody! Somebody - help me!"

All of your racket must have alerted whoever else was on the ship with you, because the metal door opened, lifting up from the floor slowly.

Purple smoke filtered under the door and two white-robed figures walked in.

You looked at them and they looked back at you. Then they looked at each other and began speaking in a language that your puny human brain couldn't even begin to comprehend.

The two of them looked like regular humans, but you knew that they were anything but.

The shorter one of the two, a blonde with a black zig-zag stripe through one side of his hair, focused on you.

He was wearing blue visor-like eyewear that shielded his honey-colored eyes from your vision. The man began to approach your bedside and only upon closer inspection did you realize that he was carrying a metal try with various surgical tools on it.

While the blonde situated himself on a stool beside your bed, the other, a much taller man with wild purple hair, matching eyes, and a black mouthpiece concealing the lower portion of his face sat down at the foot of your bed…table…examination table.

He said something else to the blonde, who nodded without looking up from the laptop that he was now typing on.

He moved a slim finger to press something on the screen - you couldn't read the text, it must be in whatever language they were speaking - and you noticed that his skin was a sickly-looking pale green color and his fingers ended in very sharp black talons.

Definitely not human.

—-

We are not the same, I am a Martian

And I'm hotter than summer rain like Carl Thomas

Lock, load, ready to aim at any target

I could get your brains for a bargain like I bought it from Target

—-

The purple-haired one seemed content with just watching you, but he began twisting the knobs on the sides of his mouthpiece.

Greetings, human.

The sound rang inside your head like a bell. It didn't seem to have come from his mouth, but since you couldn't see his lips, you really didn't know.

"I-I…what do you plan to do with me? Please, just let me go home…!"

You pleaded to him, but your cries didn't seem to really affect him. He just continued staring at you, as if you were an insect under a microscope..

An insect that he could easily overpower and crush if you even tried to defy him or his partner.

We plan to cause you no harm, if and only if you obey us and let us perform some examinations on you…

"W-What kind of examinations?"

The blonde, now finished with his computer work, rose from the stool and grabbed the metal tray.

He joined the purple one at the foot of your bed, having pulled the stool with him to sit back down on.

The purple one said no more, but the blonde reached for your feet and placed them into stirrups at the bottom of the bed.

This setup is one that you're quite familiar with…is he planning to… give you a feminine wellness exam?

Your thoughts on that were quickly diverted once you saw the tools that the blonde had actually picked up.

He wore thick blue gloves made of, what you assumed might be latex, but it had to be stronger or his claws would've ripped right through them.

"No…no no no no…please!" You pleaded, thrashing against the table widely.

In one hand he held what looked like a transvaginal ultrasound probe but on a much larger scale then what you'd find in any doctor's office on Earth.

The blonde spoke again to his companion, his tone coming across as annoyed.

The purple-haired man slowly rose from his seat and walked over to you.

He placed his large hand atop your sweaty hair and began to gently stroke it in an effort to calm you down.

Hush now, if you don't lie still I'm going to have to sedate you.

Why couldn't you have just done that in the first damn place!?

You wanted to argue back, but thought it less than wise to do so.

The blonde continued on since you seemed to be distracted now. Deciding to not look at whatever he was about to do to you, you focused your attention on the purple-haired man.

He looked into your eyes and his own wrinkled at the corners, like he might be smiling at you. His sharp nails lightly skimmed over your scalp creating a tingling sensation.

Very good, pet. You're doing so well…

He reached behind his head and began to undo the contraption over his mouth.

The last thing that you saw was a wide mouth full of rows of razor-sharp teeth and a long, purple reptilian tongue.

—

We are not the same, I am an alien

Like Gonzales, young college

Student, who done just flipped the game like Houston

I'm use to Promethazine and two cups, I'm screwed up

And you ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up

Flow so sick, make you wanna throw your food up

—-

The blonde man pushed the large instrument inside of you and watched from a screen situated above your bed to make sure that he was maneuvering it correctly.

The large instrument stretched the skin of your stomach so lewdly and the purple-haired man watched it maneuver inside of you, intrigued.

Then, with a very long and very thin needle, the blonde penetrated your belly in order to get to your ovaries and retrieve some eggs.

When he finished, he removed his gloves and washed his hands in a wide, oval-shaped sink made of what looked like pure white marble.

Your face was covered in sweat and you were breathing heavily, but both men were cooing over you now, stroking your arms and legs while speaking in their strange language.

You didn't exactly remember it, but you somehow ended up back in the forest where you started.

Five days later.

Your roommate, teachers, colleagues, and parents were all worried sick about you, and finally, you were found on the fifth day, curled up in a ball in the middle of the forest.

They were scared that you might have been drugged and assaulted or worse, had a delusional episode and had wandered off by yourself and gotten lost in the forest.

You had no clothes on when they found you; the only thing covering you was a thin blanket made of a shimmery-metallic colored fabric.

The story became a big sensation in your town, but many were skeptical of you because of your schizophrenia.

You went on to finish college and live a pretty successful life, but that one night all those years ago still haunted you..

—-

I never had life and I never had fear

I rap like I done died and gone to heaven I swear

And yeah I'mma bear, like black and white hair, so I'm polar

And they can't get on my system cause my system is the Solar

I am so far from the othars, I meant others

I just eat them for supper, get in my spaceship and hover, hover

��-

Present Day, 2023

—-

"Damn, it really worked…" Denki said in awe as his eyes raked over your still body. "Isn't she supposed to like, talk, though? She hasn't said a word."

Currently, you haven't really said anything or moved much. Shinsou really had no idea what the hell he was doing, but he knew that he hadn't killed you, so all wasn't lost.

"She's so cute, I could give a damn about her stupid alien story." Denki got up from the coffee table and began unbuckling his jeans.

"Whoa, you're really going to fuck an unconscious girl?" Shinsou asked, a bit taken aback.

The blonde scoffed, "Please, cut the nice guy act, will you? It really doesn't suit you. Besides, I saw her first, so I'm going to fuck her." He shrugged, uncaring.

"Wait, stop. She just moved. She can probably hear us." Shinsou looked at your face, and sure enough your lips were moving and you were mumbling something.

"Please stop…hurts…let me go…help...someone…" Tumbled out of your Chapstick-coated lips.

"She's probably talking to the aliens, so she's not unconscious." Denki snickered. He elbowed Shinsou out of the way and straddled your legs over the couch. A zipper came down and he was now palming his hard cock in one hand while the other reached to pull your top down.

His hand then slapped your face and you jolted, but didn't open your eyes.

"With that weed, her psycho meds, and whatever the hell you just did, we just made her into the perfect little fuck doll for us to enjoy."

"Us? This is crazy…I can't…" Shinsou cut himself off as he looked at the board again.

If he didn't do this, he would be behind Denki.

He would lose to Denki.

He couldn't let that happen.

"Either we fuck her together or no one does and the board remains as is. So what'll it be, Hitoshi?"

—-

I got a dirty mind

I got filthy ways

I'm tryna bathe my ape (ape) in your Milky Way (Way)

I'm a legend, I'm irreverent, I be reverend

I'll be so far u-u-u-p

We don't give a f-u-u-uck

Welcome to the danger zone, step into the fantasy

You are not invited to the other side of sanity

They calling me an alien, a big-headed astronaut

Maybe it's because ya boy Yeezy get ass a lot

—-

Shinsou situated himself back at the edge of the couch where your head was.

He pulled his own zipper down and let his dick flop right on out and rest against your soft cheek.

"So soft and warm…" His fingers curled into your hair as he began stroking himself.

"Bet her mouth is much softer and much warmer." Denki sighed. He was jacking himself off with your pretty lace panties wrapped around his condom-covered cock.

—-

You're so, hypnotizing

Could you be the devil?

Could you be an angel?

Your touch, magnetizing

Feels like I am floating

Leaves my body glowing

They say "Be afraid"

You're not like the others

Futuristic lover

Different DNA

They don't understand you

You're from a whole 'nother world

A different dimension

You open my eyes

And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light

—-

"Probably right…let's find out." Shinsou huffed breathlessly.

He leaned over you, parted your lips with two fingers, and spat into your mouth.

His cold, thin lips covered yours as he kissed you fully on the mouth, slipping his tongue inside.

—-

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your lovin', fill me with your poison

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be a victim, ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien

Your touch, so foreign

It's supernatural

Extraterrestrial

—-

After releasing his warm cum all over your pussy, Denki reached for a small box underneath the couch.

Inside were two electric nipple clamps.

"These will really give her the shock of her life." He grinned and attached them to your erect nipples.

"Wanna do the honors?" He tossed the small, black remote to Shinsou, who was rubbing his swollen cock over your wet lips.

Shinsou pressed a button on the remote and your body jerked from the electric shock, making Denki giggle.

—-

You're so supersonic

Wanna feel your power

Stun me with your laser

Your kiss, is cosmic

Every move is magic

You're from a whole 'nother world

A different dimension

You open my eyes

And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light

—-

"Fuck..!"

"S-shit.."

Both men moved in a rhythm; Denki thrusting into your cunt while Shinsou did the same action with your mouth.

"I'm going to…blow my fucking load..ahh shit, she's so tight for such a dumb slut." Denki groaned, his hips jerking faster and faster, making the couch scrape back and forth against the floor.

"I'm close, too…fuck…so good…such a good kitten, take all of my cum, now. Drink it all up like a good bitch."

Shinsou's head flopped forward and he grasped one of your tits while he orgasmed hard.

His cum flooded your mouth and spilled over the sides. The lavender-haired man tutted and used his thumb to push it back inside your mouth.

"Fuck!" Denki shouted and sunk his knees into the couch as he came hard into the condom. He had to catch his breath before he climbed off of you. Your panties were stuffed in his back pocket as he went to trash the condom and clean himself up.

Shinsou sank down onto the coffee table and pulled out another cigarette while he watched you.

It was now evening and the windows had darkened along with the changing sky.

Multiple stars littered the sky outside and the moon shone through the window where Denki had left the curtains open a smidgen.

When Denki came back, you were coming to with a shocked and confused look on your face.

"It's you, again…it's you! You came back!" You cried.

Without any care for how you might've looked, you sat upright urgently and wrapped your arms around yourself.

The blonde and purple-haired men just stared at you with bored expressions on their faces.

They had gotten what they wanted and now had no use for you or any regard for your well-being whatsoever.

That blonde and lavender hair, those sharp, cunning eyes…they were the same as those from all those years ago…how could you have not noticed it before?

"Stay away from me, you monsters!"

You threw a pillow from the couch at Denki and he caught it. A smirk covered his lips as he watched you run out of the door with your skirt pushed up your hips, no shoes, no purse, and your hand haphazardly holding your breasts inside your top.

"Do you think she'll tell anyone?" Shinsou asked, smoke curling from his lips as he spoke.

Denki reached for another pre-rolled blunt that had been pushed off the side of the table during your activities.

"Even if she did, who would believe a crazy bitch like her?"

—-

You ran completely out of the building, into the night.

You didn't know exactly where you were running to, but you knew that you had to get away from there.

Ahh, there you are. We've finally found you, again.

Your head whipped around behind you, where you could see two, tall, robed figures standing there. The moonlight reflected off of that tell-tale visor, while long, skinny fingers clicked and turned the wheels on the sides of a black mouthpiece.

Our little test subject…

You screamed.

—-

I know a bar out in Mars

Where they driving spaceships instead of cars

Cop a Prada space suit up out the stars

Getting stupid high straight up out the jars

Pockets on Shrek, rockets on deck

Tell me what's next? Alien sex?

I'ma disrobe you, then I'ma probe you

See, I abducted you, so I tell you what to do

(I tell you what to do, what to do, what to do)

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your lovin', fill me with your poison

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be a victim, ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien

Your touch, so foreign

It's supernatural

Extraterrestrial

----

*ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ!

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spaceydoo · 10 months

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Can you please do a (fire force) shinra X reader where the reader see shinra in his bansho man form and isn't scared of him (in this the form becomes permanent and shinra also becomes immortal and the reader is also immortal) fluff

till death do us par- oh wait

bansho form!shinra x immortal!reader fluff

contains: marriage, slight mentions of sex, cuddles, late night conversations, lmk if i missed anything!!

lil note: i hate this story sm i like feel it dosent make sense. but i apologize for the wait of this post but i’ve been very busy with things but i hope you love this 🫶🏽 shinra has been aged up in this so don’t come for me (he’s 25) thanks for requesting ml 💋

you loved your boyfriend with all your heart. and once you got married, you didn’t think you could love him any more then you already did but the thought that you have the title of his wife and he has the title of your husband made you even more happy then you were prior.

but you had a secret. your secret was that you were immortal.

ever since you were little, you were always scared of getting too close to anyone because you were afraid you were going to get too attached and when they finally passed, you would have to deal with the pain forever. so you thought it didn’t matter to have anny friends or a partner if they’re just gonna die in the end (terrible, i know but that’s just what you thought).

but that thought vanished ever since you met your husband, shinra. you couldn’t think of a time in your relationship where he didn’t make yo laugh so hard that tears were falling from your eyes. he always put your happiness before his no matter how much you protest. and he always knows how to cheer you up every time you’re sad and always cuddles up with you first before asking what’s wrong.

most of these times you were sad was because you were scared of losing him and not being able to be with him after death which you couldn’t exactly explain to him because you were waiting for the right time to tell him you were immortal.

but that time never came.

each time you thought you were getting close to revealing your secret, you would freak out and overthink everything. you even went as far as to think that he would leave you after you told him.

these thoughts would tear at you for months leaving you silently crying next to him some nights.

the eye bags that would appear as a result of your crying would leave him concerned, wondering if you were getting enough sleep. but you brushed it off, coming up with a lie on the spot.

but the final straw was on your 2 year anniversary, when he planned a whole day of activities when you were feeling down and not in the mood for anything. yet you didn’t want his planning to go to waste or for him to start worrying so you forced a smile and partially forgot about your worries.

after all the activities, you completely forgot about what was troubling you and you had the best day ever in a while. you even convinced shinra to go to the family bathroom at the amusement park to do a little more than kissing..

while he was driving to head home, he suggested that you both renew your vows to each other at home because he had done some research and found it was supposed to “strengthen relationships” which he saw as an enhancement to your already perfect relationship.

you agreed to his suggestion, smiling at your raven haired husband, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek and pulling back to take in his gorgeous features. earning you a sharkish grin from him and a streak of blush on his face which you think is the cutest. oh how you love making him flustered over small things.

“you truly are the best husband in the world, you know that?” you said with loving eyes “i don’t think i could ever live without being with you. you make living in this shitty world way more tolerable.” you said fighting back tears by turning to look out the window.

“you ok, my love? i think you’re hiding something from me aren’t you? i don’t want you to feel the need to hide anything from me just please.. tell me what’s wrong.” he said while he drove into your guy’s garage with one hand on your thigh as an instinct he does whenever you wear anything that shows your legs (he just loves his wife’s thighs !!)

when he finally parked into the garage, it was way, way too quiet in the car. to fill in the silence you picked a random radio station and put the volume up to an 8 just so it was barely audible but at least the silence was gone just a bit. by coincidence, the song “bleeding love” by leona lewis was playing and you thought the lyrics hit too close to home. it’s it’s about a woman whos been hurt in the past and in order to stop herself from getting hurt shes closed her heart off to the world. until she met this man that made her melt and see love in a different light again. this was your mom’s favorite song and she explained the meaning of this song and it stuck with you ever since.

“soo.. you wanna tell me why you’re crying?” he said leaning forward so he could see your face. “honey i’m not crying i promise.” you said holding back tears “then can you at least look at your handsome husband?” he said when you turned and gave him a weak smile.

“alright let’s go inside” he said getting out the car and then walking to the passenger side to open the car for you.

you both walked inside when you got a vision of you telling him you were immortal which ended up going well. you then realized you were freaking yourself out for no reason and decided that he had to know eventually.

before he went upstairs to your room, you grabbed his arm, catching him off guard as you looked down scared to look him in the eye. “i do.. actually have to tell you something.”

“ok baby just let me know when you’re ready.” he said walking upstairs letting go of the grip on his arm.

you had a sick feeling in your stomach. should you tell him? should you not tell him? should you lie about the whole thing? your mind was racing and you didn’t know what to do.

after a lot of thought (you took about 10 minutes) you decided that you were gonna tell him and he would just have to accept you for who you were.

you made your way upstairs. it felt like time had slowed down as you went into your bedroom where your husband had already made himself comfortable.

you walked to the bed, shinra not knowing you even entered the room as he was focused on his favorite tv show.

you got on the bed next to your husband, sitting up while he layed on his back with his arms behind his head giving you a peak of his v line and abs from his slightly lifted shirt.

his v line alone almost distracted you from what you were supposed to be doing but you quickly snapped out of it and tried not to look at them.

“baby?” you said not even looking him in the eye.

“yes, my love?”

“will you promise what i say wont change anything between us?” still not looking at him.

“depends what it is” he said smiling. “wait.. ARE YOU PREGNANT” his eyes lighting up in an instant sitting up in anticipation for your answer.

“no honey i’m not pregnant. yet.” you felt so bad letting this man get so excited for no reason. you promised yourself you would give him a mini shinra or a mini you soon.

“damn you got me excited baby” he said chuckling even though he was disappointed.

“i’m sorry..” you felt really bad but you had to tell him the thing that was on your chest.

“so i don’t know how to say this but i’m gonna try” you took a deep breath mentally preparing yourself.

“so when i was born, i had a disease which made me so sick, the doctors didn’t think i would make it to my first birthday. the medicine they used didn’t work at all and my parents were stressed. they didn’t know what to do. until an anonymous doctor dropped off medication and told the nurses that the medication he had for me was guaranteed to work but had one drawback. immorality.” shinra’s eyes widened at that part.

“my parents were a little skeptical but what choice did they have? so they decided to try this new medicine and i got better instantly. the doctors thought this was a true miracle thta you were able to survive this uncureable disease. but the doctors wanted to know if the immortal drawback was true which my parents didn’t want to test cuz their daughter just survived a deadly disease. why would they risk that? but you wanna know what the doctors did? they went behind my parents back and gave me a lethal dose of poison which was guaranteed to kill me which obviously didn’t work, proving i was immortal. when my parents found out what they did from a nurse that saw everything, they sued the hospital for experimenting on me and won the law suit. my story was all over the news and didn’t die out until years later when i was about 5 years old.” you were looking at your hands, tears falling on them desperately trying to hide your face.

“can you please look at me y/n” he said lightly grabbing your chin to look at him.

you looked at him with tear filled eyes not knowing how he’ll react. “why did you hide this from me y/n? you know i could never stop loving you. and i couldn’t liive without you. that’s why i married you my love. and i’m so happy that now we can be together. forever.” you looked at him with confusion at the last part.

“but i’m immortal? and i’m pretty sure you’re mortal, right?” you looked at him with a confused expression awaiting his answer.

“remember our wedding vows? till death do us part? i guess that part was sort of a lie.” he said scratching the back of his head with a nervous expression.

“wh- whaddya mean??” you were trying to piece together what he was saying.

“you still don’t get it? guess i’ll show you. i haven’t done this in a while since i married you so i might be a little rusty” if you thought you confused before, this tops it all. he got off the bed and stood infront of you. after a couple of seconds of silence, your husband had transformed into red skinned, muscular built monster which shocked you nonetheless. he had demon horns coming out of his forehead. the only thing that stayed the same was his spiky hair but the color changed from his iconic black to a glowing white. you had to admit, seeing him like this changed something in you. his new look had you questioning why he has been hiding this panty dropping look for so long. you were even more attracted to him and you didn’t even think that would be possible.

“so whaddya think? you’ve been staring at me for a while i was getting nervous” he said with the same sharky grin he has.

“i think.. you should stay like this forever honey. i can’t keep my eyes off you even if i wanted to” you said looking at him with so much love and admiration.

“and you didn’t feel this way before? wowww ok” he said sarcastically while you sucked you teeth in annoyance.

“but in all seriousness, yes i’m immortal like you apparently. and you don’t know how happy i am that i found someone that is going through exactly what i’ve been going through. believe it or not i’ve been scared to tell you about my powers and immortality for the same reason you-.” before he could finish his sentence you ran up to him and gave him and hug practically jumping on him when you caugtt you by holding you thighs carrying you in his arms.

(basically like this if you had trouble visualizing !!)

you’ve been holding back your tears for so long you just broke down. you couldn’t hold back anymore. you cried into the crook of his neck not caring about anything at the moment, only your lover.

“please don’t cry baby. i hate seeing my wife sad” he said holding back tears of his own.

“i’m not sad im really relieved actually. i can’t believe the love of my life understands me on a level no one else could” you said placing kisses all over his face.

“i love the new you. you should remain like this.” you said with a smirk.

“you really think it looks good? in that case i might as well stay like this if it’s affecting you like this.”

he put you down after and asked if you still wanted to renew your vows.

for the rest of the night you both renewed your vows, cuddled and watched movies together, gossiped about celebrities, shinra showed his powers, and you both made cookies.

it was a very chill and relaxing night. knowing you could finally rest easy.

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Hey so I saw your Bunny MC headcanon thing and really liked it! So I wanted to send a idea if it’s not too much trouble that is.

Here’s the idea, The MC in the game is a little kid and so when the demon brothers go to MC’s house for the first time they meet reader (a.k.a, Y/n) And they grow a humongous crush on Y/n. MC knowing them for year year notices their crush and decides to help the brothers (+ maybe the datables if you want that is) Thank you for reading this! Have a good day / night :) ❤️

sjydjajd I'm so sorry for the wait, thank you for being so patient 🥺❤️ pls note that i did age mc to an adult seeing as i dont feel itd make sense for a kid to be in the Devildom bestie, i hope you dont mind ~

pov : operation wingman

pairings: brothers (separate) x gn!reader

format: headcannon

genre: fluff, maybe a wee lil bit of crack

"I'll get it!"

You made your way to the door, yelling to the unexpected visitors that you were coming. You swung the door open with a smile, greeted by seven surprised faces.

"Can I help you?" Your tone was kind. You titlted your head to the side as you waited for an answer.

"We're friends of mc. This is the right home, correct?"

You nodded, turning your head back to call your sibling. Moving to the side, you gestured them into your home. "Come on in, make yourself comfortable."

He couldn't stop staring. He was absolutely smitten.

v subtle looks

plays it off as if hes admiring the décor of the home

little does he know

mc knows a crush blooming when they see one

"luci, you alright? you look a little thirsty there?" smirky smirk mc

"now that you mention, i would love a glass of water'

facepalm

plan b

mc leaves small hints and openings for lucifer to get close you

mc makes sure your feeling luci tho first

defiantly told asmo

cue cupid duo

its a slow burn love but EVENTUALLY

luci and reader sitting in a tree

k-i-s-s-i-n-g

def sneaks over any chance he can

gets in deep shit but

home boy dont care

mc immediately starts teasing him about his lil crush

"oh shit you serious?"

wingman mode activated

sometimes gets you a lil gift when he comes over

"oh i just thought these flowers would look nice in the living room"

mc made sure he got your favorite flowers

"they got my order wrong and gave me an extra, you want it?"

mc made sure he got your favorite

it doesn't take long for YOU to catch on tho

,,,,,especially since mc cant keep their mouth shut long

denies denies denies

at first

but mc to the rescue

mc told him to let them take care of everything

dear god

it started off easy

they would invite you to play games with them whenever he came to visit

but this one time was different

"oh! i forgot our snacks. i'll be right back!"

sneaky lil mc

levi is freaking out on the inside once mc leaves the room

the two of you were alone. ALONE

you were the one to initiate the talking

and once you managed to get levi talking, it was nice.

itll take time, but it was def on the right track

+1 point for wingman mc

mc will find a reason to give him an opening to spend time with you

satan is def a man who needs to get to know someone before considering moving forward past a friendship

for example

mc will come home late from something on 'accident' when he comes over to hang out

mc will find an excuse to run a quick errand or something

anything to get you two alone for a bit

satan caught on quick to mc's antics

but he's silently thankful

just don't mention it to his brothers.

pls. thx

immediately tells mc about his lil crush

tho mc is a bit hesitant about asmo and their sibling, it doesn't take long for them to warm up to the idea

offers to be wingman after making asmo swear to treat you goody good

and now to the fun stuff

tho asmodeus wears his heart on his sleeve, he still need a bit of encouragement

always includes you in spa times he has with mc when he visits

uses a face mask to take advantage of being close to you

just to see how you react to his touch or gaze

gets your favorite scents mc was kind enough to fill him in on when searching for new products to try with you

mc caught on before Beel did tbh

not saying Beel is slow, more like he kinda shrugged the feeling off until it became a bigger crush

mc shows beel how to make your favorite snack/meal

but plays it off a coincidence

"it was beel's idea, said he's never made it before"

"oh right, it is your favorite! isnt that silly?"

though messes up slightly on one ingriednet

"why don't you show us how to make it right? so we know where we messed up."

mc slips away while you're in cooking mode

beel is such a perfect lil helper actually 10/10 makes you swoon

this man takes the easiest route

surprised mc would be the one to come up with it

mans forgot he can just whip up into dreams

so, after a few visits, it begins

while he makes short appearances in your dreams

out of respect and privacy and not wanting to fuck up his shot

he doesn't stay long and doesn't do anything drastic

for example

he'll just play through a day you've spent with him and mc

though mc isnt present

mc is conveniently there for you to tell these dreams to

and your growing feelings

when you confess in your dreams and he's sure the feeling are reciprocated

he'll come forward a few days later in person

~~~~~~

i wont lie, i had a bit of trouble with this one. but i love the challenge! thank you so much for your patience and requesting! i hope it was to your expations~

#obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me belphegor #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me lucifer #obey me beelzebub #obey me #obey me headcanons

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