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lyomeii · 1 year

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YOU WEAR HIS CLOTHES ft. ghibli and haikyuu boys

: ̗̀➛ howl, prince justin and kei tsukishima

HOWL PENDRAGON

: ̗̀➛ he won’t speak directly towards you or anyone, but it’s clean that he absolutely loves seeing you wearing his clothes, particularly his jacket he used to wear when he first met you.

: ̗̀➛ not to mention how that no matter how height or shape, he always make his clothes look bigger on you, regardless of that might be a spell or not, you are worried of how his sleeves might get dirty when you are doing housework, but don’t seem that he cares about that.

: ̗̀➛ whatever you felt go in dates in the city or to street market, the jacket not only make you look gorgeous (more than the usual), but help him to make sure anyone tries to flirt with his sweet spouse, after all, the loose sleeves and the jacket hitting your thighs makes everyone knows you are dating a handsome man like howl.

: ̗̀➛ and those times he takes you to walk around the flower field or have a quiet picnic closer to a lake, he doesn’t lose the chance of giving his coat whatever it’s rain or the gentle breeze gets colder than the usual. Not to forget the sweet ‘thank you’ that your sweet lips speaks to him.

PRINCE JUSTIN

: ̗̀➛ as the leader of his nation, many people didn’t got surprised when the prince announced to have a significant other, many people did got surprised when noticing his beloved came from a common background, but never dared to speak a nasty word about it, since many were just intrigued with your clothes that are considered ‘improperly’ .

: ̗̀➛ with such news like that, justin ordered the best tailors and seamstress to design and make news and what many consider properly clothes for you, his beloved. However, he got kind disappointed when hearing that such larger number of clothes will take a while to make, leaving him desperate and worry of what you will wear now during this period.

: ̗̀➛ a solution came fast to this problem, wearing his clothes, in particular his coat when you need to go out in front of the press or royals. Your pants and shirt might came from a common background, but his extravagant coat with hair and makeup makes everyone’s attention on how good you are looking next to the prince, making many people got shocked how impressive you are looking not to mention the unique type of clothings you are wearing compared to many guests.

: ̗̀➛ didn’t took much time to your looks hit everyone’s ears and quickly, all the news and local citizens are talking about the type of clothings you were wearing during the event, making you become a what many called ‘ icon’ for the people for how simple yet spectacular you were looking yesterday.

: ̗̀➛ justin got happy when hearing this, knowing that now no one can judge his beloved about their tastes in clothes, yet he still trying to convince you to keep wearing his clothes, saying how magnificent you look with his itens and now wanting to keeping having the same conversation always, you now wear at least something from him everyone you go out with him

KEI TSUKISHIMA

: ̗̀➛ you spend so much time studying at your boyfriend’s house that you didn’t notice how night has arrived with the heavy rain, making you unable to go back home and to stay with kei for the rest of the night.

: ̗̀➛ his family didn’t mind to you staying with them during such weather, his brother and mother love yours part of the family, but your boyfriend in the other hand, didn’t look so happy with the situation. kei said there is no clothes that fit you and that waiting for the rain to clean is a better option, however his family didn’t let that happen.

: ̗̀➛ his mother told kei to share an old pajamas of his and that you will sleep in his bedroom for the night, after all, that’s what a couple do. akiteru began laughing with his younger brother’s reaction, kei’s face is a deep red and he is trying to not make eye contact with you while talking with his mother how inappropriate is that, but he lose the argument pretty fast when he realize how tired you are.

: ̗̀➛ kei gave you pajamas while he prepare another bed to sleep in the ground, there is no way he is going to let you rest in the ground after you spend so much time studying for the incoming test. When you enter his bedroom, the poor boy didn’t know how to properly react, his large clothes are now you and as expected, it doesn’t fit you, being too big that look likes a camisole.

: ̗̀➛ he wants to speak so many things about it, how cute you look or if you are comfortable to sleep in the same room as him, but that didn’t matter the instant you pass out in the makeshift bed in the floor, catching your boyfriend in surprise and slightly scarier your in-laws of the loud noise.

: ̗̀➛ even with his back hurting due to training, he decided to lay next to you while admiring your face. Not only you look so calm compared with the time you spend at school, but also cute wearing his larger vest. Maybe tomorrow, he will make fun of your snores.

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kodzukenmaaa · 1 year

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bloody-peach · 17 days

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Snake Eyes (Helluva Boss: Striker x F!Reader smut fic)

(gif edit by me)

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Now Playing: E.V.O.L. by Marina and the Diamonds, FutureSex / LoveSounds by Justin Timberlake [headphones recommended]

Goodie Bag: flirting, rough sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex (m receiving), deepthroating, masturbation (f), cursing, dirty talk, striptease, vaginal fingering, creampie [let me know if I missed anything].

A/N: Who doesn't wanna fuck Striker? Like, come on. When he pinned Blitzø to the wall in his debut episode, I wanted to be in Blitzø's place so bad. So I decided to make a fic. It's pretty short, but it's still good, trust me. Also, im using the Norman Reedus voiced Striker for this even though this takes place after Season 2, because I prefer Norman's voice. Enjoy!!

Taglist: @omniuravity @pinkhimecat @moths-and-mantids @neonvehk @fatgumsurpremacy-remastered and all Striker simps!

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Your life wasn’t the best at the moment. Your bitter ex put a bounty on your head for no reason, and this forced you to be on the run. You were currently in the Wrath ring, trying to outrun this bounty hunter that’s been on your ass for a while. It wasn’t fair that he was riding on a horse, but you were able to keep a good distance from him. Unfortunately, you didn’t know that he had a lasso on him. You gagged when the lasso wrapped around your neck tight, pulling you back and knocking you onto your ass. You tried to pull the rope off of you, but it was on tight. During your struggle, he walked up to you, looking down with a smirk on his face. His tail flicked in a flourish, making the same sound as a rattlesnake’s tail. “Gotta admit, you can run pretty fast. But not fast enough.” a rough male voice said. “I haven’t lost a catch in my entire life, and I ain’t starting today.” He pulled the lasso up and got you on your knees. You had a good look at him and recognized him immediately. This was Striker, the ruthless bounty hunter who hunted down and almost killed Prince Stolas. You were aware of his track record of bounty hunting, and you knew you were just another paycheck. ‘Fuck, he’s hot,’ you thought to yourself.

He eyed you up and down and said, “Hey, you’re a cute one. Not a bad body on you, either. Maybe I’ll have some fun with ya before I turn ya in.” You weren’t sure how, but this man just flipped your switch and you decided to flirt with him. When he loosened the lasso so you could speak, you smirked and looked at him with flirtatious eyes, saying, “Oh? Have I caught the eye of the famous bounty hunter, Striker?” Striker’s eyes narrowed, momentarily taken aback by your smirk. His grin remained plastered on his face, however, as he leaned in further, his breath brushing your cheek. “Famous, eh?” He repeated, drawing out the word. “Maybe I am, maybe I ain’t,” he chuckled softly, running a hand through his snowy hair. “But there ain’t no doubt that I’m the best around these parts.” He paused, looking you up and down with a predatory gleam in his golden eyes. “And now that I got ya, well...you got a few options.”

“Option one, sweetheart,” He began, gesturing to the lasso around your neck. “We could keep things simple and quick. I turn you in, you’re executed, and I pocket that hefty bounty on your cute little head. Easy peasy lemon squeezy, right?” He winked, a mischievous smile tugging on his lips. “Or option two, we have ourselves a bit of fun, see how much you enjoy it..or how much I do. And then I decide whether you’re worth keeping around or not. Sound good?” You liked where this was going, so you smile and say, “Personally, I like option two better, wouldn’t you agree? Maybe if we hit it off, we can fake my death and split the bounty. I got quite a bounty on me, so if we split it, we’d be richer than even those Goetias.” Striker’s eyes widened as he smiled, clearly surprised at your words. “Ya reckon? Now there’s an idea,” he said, running a finger along your jawline. “Well, alright. Let’s give ol’ option two a go, see how it feels. But understand something, sweetheart, if I feel like you’re lyin’, tryin’ to trick me, I ain’t above changin’ my mind and sendin’ you straight to yer maker.” As he helped you stand up, Striker adjusted his hat and walked closer to you, looming over you. “Now, don’t think you can run off, darlin. That ain’t an option.” He smirked, his voice low and seductive. “I’m in control here, always. Otherwise, we ain’t got no game here.” You were getting turned on so much the more this went, so you smiled and said, “Well, that’s good, because it wouldn’t be any fun if I was the one in control.” A sinister grin spread across Striker’s face, his eyes flickering with excitement. “That’s more like it,” he growled, grabbing your arm and throwing you onto his horse. Once he got on, he made you wrap your arms around his waist, saying, “Hold on tight now.” With that, you two were off.

It was sunset when he stopped at a hotel and got you two a room. Once he brought you in the room, he pinned you to a wall and gazed down your body, lingering on your chest, before locking back on your eyes. “I bet you taste real sweet, don’t cha?” He murmured, his finger tracing a slow circle on your throat. “Between those legs of yours, you prolly taste like heaven.” He grabbed you and pulled you close to him, his body pressing against yours, the hard lines of muscle evident beneath his clothes. You blushed, but felt so turned on as you said, “Well..only one way to find out.” Striker grinned, his grip tightening on your waist as he pressed his groin against yours. “Oh, I’m gonna,” he growled, his hand sliding down your body and undoing your pants. “Real soon, darlin’. Real soon.” He leaned in, his mouth brushing against your ear as he whispered, “But first, I wanna watch you squirm, feel your body shake with pleasure before I taste every inch of ya.” He broke away, stepping back and fixing his coat. “Strip for me,” He said, his voice deep and commanding. “Slow and sexy, darlin’. Don’t forget, I’m in control here.” He lit a fresh cigar, puffing on it as he watched you undress, his eyes never leaving your body.

You nodded and you started to strip nice and slowly, giving him a bit of a show with a little strip tease. Striker’s eyes widened, his nostrils flaring as he took in the sight before him. Your slow, erotic dance had rendered him speechless, but not for long. He swallowed hard, his fingers drumming on his belt. Soon, you were completely nude, your arousal evident as he noticed your juices dripping down your thigh. “Damn, girl,” He muttered, his voice shaky. “Look at ya, drippin’ an’ ready for me.” He slowly approached, putting his cigar out and throwing it out as he reached for you. He wrapped an arm around you, his hand groping your ass as his other hand brushed against your wet flesh, a low chuckle escaping him. “So fuckin’ beautiful,” he praised, his hand running along the curve of your hips. You let out a series of moans as he started to rub your pussy, his fingers skillfully playing with your folds and clit. Striker couldn’t help but chuckle as he felt how wet and responsive your pussy was beneath his fingers. “Just wait til I’m inside of ya,” he breathed into your ear, his words coming out heavy. “Ain’t nothin’ like havin’ you clench around me, feeling every throb and twitch.” He slid one finger inside you, feeling your walls contract around him. “Fuck, you’re tight.” He pushed in another finger, his cock straining painfully within his pants. “I’m gon’ fuck you so hard, baby. Make you scream my name when I reach that sweet spot.” His hand started moving faster, thrusting in and out of you, rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Feel that, darlin’? Imagine it bein’ me -- my cock poundin’ into ya, fillin’ you up.” Just the thought of his cock stretching your pussy out made you even wetter and made you moan more as he continued fingering you. “Fuck, baby,” Striker swore, his arousal threatening to burst through his jeans. “You ain’t no liar, are ya?” He chuckled darkly. “Your pussy’s so damn greedy for me, already wanting more.” He took his fingers out, watching as they glistened with your essence. You watched as he licked his fingers clean, a sinister look in his eyes when he looked at you, saying, “I was right. Your pussy do taste like heaven.” He cupped your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Tell me, darlin’, do ya wanna feel me inside of you? Then get on your knees and beg for it.” He demanded, his voice thick with lust. “If I’m gonna take ya, you best beg for it properly.”

You nodded and got on your knees, looking up at him and putting on your best puppy-dog eyes as you said, “Please, Daddy..I want your hard cock..give it to me..I need it so badly..please fuck me...I’ll do anything you want..” Striker’s eyes darkened with hunger, his heart pounding in his chest. “That’s my girl,” he praised, reaching for his belt buckle. Unbuckling it, he let his jeans drop, revealing his thick erection standing tall and proud. He smirked, holding his cock and aiming it at your mouth. “Anything I want, huh?” He mused, running a hand through his hair. “Well, since ya asked so nicely, I’ll start easy. Take my cock in yer mouth and suck it like a good girl,” he commanded, his eyes never leaving your face. “Prove how much ya want it.”

You nodded and gently grabbed his cock, stroking it and licking up the shaft. You then kissed the tip of his cock and slid his cock into your mouth, sucking on it as you moaned. Striker hissed, his hand fisting in your hair as you took him into your mouth. “Goddamn, that’s good,” he groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily. “You got some skills with that tongue, that’s for sure.” He tugged your hair, guiding your movements. “Swallow me down, deep throat me,” he grunted, his pace picking up. “Make me feel that warm, wet throat around my dick.” His breathing grew ragged, his hips bucking hard. “Don’t stop, keep going. Show me how much ya need this cock.” You did as he said and took more of his cock in your mouth, feeling it go down your throat and slightly gagging until you were able to relax your throat, making things much easier. Soon, you were able to deepthroat him to the point of your lips touching his hilt. Striker’s eyes rolled back as he tilted his head back, his fingers digging into your scalp. “Fuck, yeah..” he moaned. “Take it all, darlin’, show me how much you love it.” His thrusts became more aggressive, his body trembling. “Keep goin’, make me lose myself in your mouth.” You sucked even more, making sure your tongue massaged his shaft. You reached towards your pussy and you started to touch yourself as you sucked him off, clearly turned on from the experience as your juices dripped onto the hardwood floor. Striker’s eyes narrowed, his breaths coming out harsh and uneven. “You’re gonna make me cum like this, aren’t ya?” He growled, his grip tightening on your hair. “I fucking love a woman who knows what she wants.” He pulled out, his cock glistening with saliva. “But I’m in control here, remember? So, enough of that,” He said hoarsely, grabbing your arm and throwing you onto the bed, soon pushing you down and hovering over you. “Time to get that pretty pussy stretched wide.”

He put his hands on your hips, his eyes locked on your dripping pussy. “Spread your legs wider for me, baby,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Cause I’mma ride ya so hard, mark my words..” You spread your legs wider, your pussy twitching with anticipation. Striker grinned, his eyes gleaming with danger. “Perfect,” he murmured, positioning himself between your legs. “Now, tell me if you want me to be gentle or rough.” He teased, his tip brushing against your entrance. “Your choice, darlin’.” His eyes bore into yours, waiting patiently for your decision. “Remember, you asked for this. Now choose wisely.” You smirked and wrapped your arms around his neck, saying, “That depends, sexy. How do you want it? You’re the one in charge here. I’m just here to take it like a good girl.” Striker’s grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Damn right you are, darlin’. I’m in control.” He growled, thrusting into you forcefully. “But don’t worry, I’ll give ya a taste of both.” He began with a steady rhythm, his hips grinding against yours. “Like that, huh?” He sighed, his voice tinted with satisfaction. “Worried you wouldn’t be able to handle me, but look at ya takin’ it like a champ.” As he pistoned in and out of you, his pace increased. You were tight, so fucking tight around him. You just lost it as his size stretched you out so good, moaning as he kept thrusting, “Ohhh fuck..yeah..!” Striker’s eyes heated up, his thrusting becoming even wilder. “You love it, eh?” He snarled, gripping your hips tightly. “Takes a real man to stretch ya out like this, don’t it?” He leaned down, whispering in your ear. “But I ain’t done with ya yet.” His grip tightened as he pulled out of you. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard now, got it?” Without waiting for an answer, he slammed into you again, his thrusts erratic and violent. “Like that? Wanna see how far you can take it?” He snarled, his pace unrelenting. “Show me how much you can take!”

Your pleasure had reached its peak, crying out in pure ecstasy, “Ahh..! Ohhh..S..Striker..! Yes..! Harder..! Deeper..!” Striker roared, his thrusts becoming even more savage. “Fuck yeah, that’s it,” he gritted out, his breathing labored. “Ya like that, huh?” He reached down, rubbing your clit roughly. “Don’t hold back, darlin’,” he ordered, his pace not slowing. “Let me hear you scream.” His cock slid in and out of you like lightning, each thrust driving you closer to the edge. “Goddamn, I’m gonna paint your walls with my cum,” he promised, his eyes blazing. “Can’t wait to hear ya scream my name.” “Y-Yes..! Please...fill me up...make me yours...ohh fuck..!” You moved your hips to match his thrusts, intensifying the pleasure for both of you. “Ohhh fuck, your cock feels so good, baby..!” Striker growled, feeling you meet his thrusts. “That’s it, darlin’,” he encouraged, his pace increasing. “Fuck, I ain’t gonna last much longer.” He grabbed the back of your head, pulling you into a passionate kiss. You kissed him back, moaning in his mouth as your tongues did an erotic dance. Striker broke the kiss and looked you in the eye. “Tell me what you want, Y/N,” he demanded, his voice raw with desire. “Do ya want me to fill ya up?” His thrusts became more desperate, his hips slamming into yours with all his might. “Tell me what you need, baby girl.” “I..I need you to fill me...fuck me in all of my holes...fill me up full of your cum until I can’t take any more..use me..break me..!” you cried out. Striker’s eyes flashed, his entire being focused on satisfying your request. “Goddamn, that’s what I’m talkin’ about!” he snarled, his thrusts becoming even more brutal. It’s not too long until he came deep inside you, filling your pussy up to the brim. “Gah, fuck..” he groaned. He quickly pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach, wiping his cockhead on your ass before aligning it with your back door. “Ready for another round, darlin’?” He asked, his voice thick with lust.

With a swift motion, he plunged into your ass, making you gasp. “I’mma fill every hole ya got,” he promised, his thrusts frantic. “Feel every inch of my cock inside ya.” His cock slid in and out of you, fucking you mercilessly. “How’s that, huh?” He panted, his grip tightening on your hips. “Need me to go faster, slower?” You gripped tightly on the bedsheet, your teeth gnashing down on the fabric as you lost your mind even further, moaning as he fucked your ass so good, “Ohh yeah...more..fuck me more...don’t stop..” Striker smiled cruelly, his thrusts becoming even harder. “Atta girl,” he praised. “I ain’t gonna stop until you drain every bit of cum from my cock.” He slapped your ass, hearing you whimper. “Scream for me, Y/N,” he commanded, leaning down to bite your neck. “Let everyone know who you belong to.” “S..Striker...ahh...Striker...I..I belong to you..!!” Striker smirked, biting down on your neck to make sure a mark would be left behind, a sign of ownership. “That’s my girl.” His thrusts grew frenzied, his cock stretching your ass to its limit. “So goddamn tight,” he snarled, his pace ruthless. “I’mma make sure you can’t walk tomorrow.” You soon could feel the knot in your belly starting to wind up and soon, you moan out, cumming hard. Finally, he came inside you again, his orgasm shaking his entire body. He kept thrusting into you, elongating both of your orgasms.

“There ya go, baby,” he chuckled, collapsing beside you. “I hope I filled you up good.” You crawled up to him and laid your head on his chest. “Oh, you did so much more than fill me up, baby...” you said, your voice slightly slurred. Striker chuckled, wrapping an arm around you. “Glad to be of service, sweetheart,” he said, his breath still slightly ragged. “Guess ya liked it rough, huh?” He put his hand on top of your head and nuzzled you, his heartbeat slowly returning to normal. “Don’t worry, darlin’,” he whispered, running a hand through your hair. “Next time, I’m gonna be gentler.” He watched you snuggle into him, making him smirk. “Unless you beg for more, of course,” he teased, his eyes twinkling. “But for now, let’s figure out how to pull the wool over that bastard’s eyes and how we’re gonna split that bounty.”

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 2 months

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Can i request some swerve Strickland smut? Maybe he’s being cocky after winning against hangman or something like that? 🤤❤️

Swerve when I ride

Swerve Strickland X fem reader 18+

Main Masterlist (Word Count: 1400)

Tonight would be the third time Swerve and Hangman would meet in the ring, the third time they would go to war and according to Swerve the third time he would beat the Cowboy. Now this fight would be different than the other times they had met, this time the AEW world championship was at stake. Swerve would be one step closer to capturing his first singles title in AEW. “How are you feeling about tonight?” I asked the man who was currently pacing around the room like a madman. “Scared cuz you won’t have Prince Nana or me ringside?” I asked him “No, no offence but I don’t need either of you to win” Swerve responded, almost offended by my words. “Okay, well I will be in the gorilla for the whole thing, I’ll be waiting to celebrate,” I told him before giving him a quick kiss before Swerve got ready to go out.

I watched the men go to war on the backstage monitor. The tension from this match could be felt throughout the arena. Every time you thought it was over you were sadly mistaken. Just then as Swerve went for the count the bell rang. “Ladies and Gentleman, the thirty-minute time limit has been reached, therefore this match results in a draw” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Justin Roberts just called for this match to be a draw. I could tell Swerve was mad, I mean I would be too. But it was smart for Hangman not to give into five more minutes, he made his point clear, “You can’t beat me without your goons” and with that, it was over.

Once Swerve returned from the ring I noticed his attitude switched like the flip of a dime. He was acting very cocky for a man who just had a draw with his arch-nemesis. “You see I told you I would beat that Cowboy’s ass” Swerve yelled once we entered the Moguel embassy locker room. “You technically didn’t win, It was a draw,” I told him. “Nah, you see I had him beat, I was seconds away from getting the three count, If I had just five more-” *Knock knock*

I opened the door and noticed none other than Brian Cage and the gates of agony standing at the door. “Can I help you?” I asked “We need to speak with the boss” “He’s busy” “It will only take a second” “Bye” and with that, I slammed the door in their faces. “Who was that?” Swerve asked. “No one,” I responded. “Anyways as I was saying, I had him beat! I did beat him, three times in a row I beat a former world champion, I guess that makes me championship material then” “You know I love you, and you know that I think you are championship material but you never beat Hangman, it was a draw” I told him as I slowly made my way back to Swerve, the two of us now stood chest to chest. “What is it that you are trying to prove here?” He asked curiously, not quite getting what I was trying to say. “I’m saying that as much as I love you, I don’t think you are as tough as you claim to be” “What?” “You heard me, I don’t think you can beat everyone like you say you can.” I could see the gears moving in Swerve's head, he was mad but not as mad as you would think. He was more intrigued by my comments. “So who do I need to beat in order to prove I’m the best?” “Me” “Excuse me” “I said me, I don’t think you could beat me in a fight. You walk around the place talking the talk but can you walk the walk-” “You know I can” “Then prove it”

Swerve knew my games, he knew the kinda fight I was looking for. Not one of violence but dominance, who could remain victorious in this battle of lust and love. I was all over Swerve, proving my dominance, I had him pinned underneath me as I placed rough kisses all over him. I thought I had won, I made the mistake of letting my guard down just the slightest amount which caused Swerve to counter. I was now face down on the ground as he hovered over me. “I think I won,” Swerve said, sounding overconfident that he won. I was able to sneak out from under him and ran to the other side of the room to make sure the door was locked. The two of us continued to play fight for a while before I was able to regain my dominance, pinning Swerve's hands above his head as he surrendered. “Alright you got me there,” he said laughing, I however was not laughing. “What?” “You know what,” I told him, “Are you sure you want to do this right here right now?” Swerve asked, the slightest of concern in his eyes. “Yes I’m sure”

I remained on top of Swerve trying to prove my point that he could not beat me. I continued to pin his shoulders underneath me. “1..2…3…. I won you lost” I told him “Ha ha very funny Y/n” Swerve said as he began to toy with the zipper of my jeans. I stopped his movements and he said “I thought you wanted this?” to which I responded “I do want this but first you have to admit that you can’t beat me. That I’m better than you” “You know I can’t do that” Swerve told me as I slowly started to grind on him, the two of us fully clothed. I knew I would make him say it but first I would need to mess with him a bit. I continued to grind on him painfully slow as I removed my top. Swerve tried to remove my bra but I was quick to swat his hand away. “Admit that I’m better than you” “Never” Fine he wanted to play games then I'll play games.

He needed to beg for it. I placed delicate kisses from his neck to his navel. I toyed with his belt before looking up at Swerve to give him one more chance. “Say it” “Never” I removed his dick from his pants and began to place delicate kisses and kitten licks from base to tip. I could tell this was annoying Swerve but all he had to do was say five simple words, he brought this onto himself. I took him in my mouth all at once and began to slowly bop my head up and down, sucking him off at an extremely slow pace. I increased my pace before going back to taking my sweet time with him. It didn't matter how Swerve tried to touch me or make me go faster it wouldn't work. Despite trying to draw out his orgasm I felt it approaching quicker than I expected. I let him get so very close before I stopped. “Why would you do that,” Swerve said breathlessly “I was so close” “Say it” “I-” “Say it, I know you can do it”

“You won, you’re better than me. Please, please Y/n. I need you. I need you so bad” “See, was that so hard?” I said playfully before I stripped us both. I aligned myself with him as I slowly began to sink down on Swerve. I gave myself a second to breathe before I began to ride him. As my pace increased I could feel Swerve thrusting into me, adding to the growing pleasure we were both feeling. I could feel he was close but I wouldn't dare let him cum before me. “Don’t even think about it” I told him through gritted teeth. “I don’t know if I can hold it baby” “You better hold it” I told him as I increased my pace. I felt Swerve move us in a way that led us to go deeper. I brought a hand down to my clit and started to trace circles around it which started to send me over the edge. “Cum for me baby” I told him as I felt his orgasm spill over, triggering my own. The two of us rode out our orgasms before I collapsed on his chest.

"Now was that so hard?"

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One Hell of a Love (Book 1) Chapter Fourteen

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Fourteen: One Hell of a Deer

Summary: (Y/N) loses their patience with the prince after he throws a tantrum.

“How long do you two intend to stay for?” questioned Ciel as he, Lau, and Soma ate together and Sebastian, (Y/N), and Agni served them.

“Once we’ve taken care of our business, we will leave,” said Soma.

“That’s right. You said you were looking for someone, right?” said Lau.

“And why are you staying here as well?” demanded Ciel.

“Really, I wonder,” said Lau, being vague as usual.

“I’m looking for a woman,” said Soma. He showed the really terrible drawing. “Her name is Mina. She was a servant at my palace.”

“Sebastian, (Y/N), would you be able to look for her with that?” said Ciel.

“No,” said (Y/N) bluntly.

“But we shall endeavor to do our best,” said Sebastian.

“So, why is that woman in England?” asked Ciel.

“Mina was my personal attendant and like a caretaker to me,” said Soma. “I’ve been with her for as long as I can remember. My mother and my father paid me no heed, leaving me alone in the palace all the time, but Mina was always by my side. However, there was an English nobleman who had his eye on her, and he took her to England while I was away from the palace.”

“In other words, you came to England to get a woman back?” said Ciel.

“That’s right. I’ll definitely get her back, and then we’ll go home together,” said Soma.

“It’s an extravagant trip for just one servant,” remarked Ciel.

“It’s not extravagant!” declared Soma. He grabbed Ciel by the shoulder. “Do you understand my despair at having Mina taken away from me? Do you know how much I—!”

“I don’t,” said Ciel. “I have no idea, nor desire to know, of the despair that can be caused by something as trivial as that.” He shoved Soma away. “There are things that you cannot get back no matter how much you struggle. There is also despair that you cannot escape. You may not understand that, though.”

“Even so, I still had enough of being alone in that palace,” said Soma.

“Tch.” Ciel passed by Sebastian and (Y/N) as he left the room. “Follow them if they leave the mansion.” The demons nodded.

Sure enough, Sebastian and (Y/N) spied Agni leaving in the dead of night. (Y/N) stretched down to the parlor window and opened it to where Lau and Ciel were playing cards.

“Young Master, Agni is on the move,” said (Y/N).

“Very well. Follow—” began Ciel.

“Take me with you!” said Soma, appearing in the doorway.

“You!” said Ciel.

“I know Agni has been sneaking out after I fall asleep,” said Soma sadly. “I want to find out what he’s doing!”

Ciel sighed. “Fine.”

“Whose residence is this?” asked Soma as they watched Agni enter a large townhouse.

“A man who imports all the Indian goods he can get his hands on: Harold West,” said Ciel. “His business is coffee houses and emporiums. I met him once. He’s nothing more than a detestable rogue.”

“Some coffee houses were caught up in the inverted-hanging incidents,” remarked Sebastian. “However, no harm befell Mr. West since he was coincidentally away that day.”

“How fortunate for him,” said (Y/N), nose twitching.

“Shall we take a look, then?” said Ciel.

“Understood,” said Sebastian. He picked up Ciel under his arm and leapt over the wall, followed by (Y/N). Soma and Lau were quick to follow (But they had to climb).

The group crept quietly through the halls of the townhouse until they were outside the one lit room where voices murmured within.

“How about relaxing with a Scotch?” said West. “It’s a high-quality Scotch I bought from Justin and Brookes, who hold a Royal Warrant.” Agni didn’t move, and West sighed. “The plan up to now has been perfect. Well done, Agni. You don’t have to cause any more incidents. I’ve rid myself of my main rivals now. With your ‘Right Hand of God,’ the Royal Warrant is as good as mine.”

“Royal Warrant?” murmured Ciel. “So, that’s what this is about.”

“If I can complete this plan as you wish, can Mina—”

Agni was cut off as Soma stormed into the room at the mention of the woman. “Mina?”

“Who is that?” questioned West.

“Prince!” exclaimed Agni.

Ciel went to yell at Agni, but Sebastian pulled him back. “Young Master, your face and mine are well known. Let us sit back and watch.”

“Agni, you knew where Mina was?!” cried Soma, grabbing Agni’s collar.

“Ah, so that’s your master,” sneered West.

“You’re the one who took Mina, aren’t you?” demanded Soma. “Agni, rough this man up.” Agni didn’t move. “Agni, what are you doing?”

“Well, for now, let’s get Prince Stupid out of here,” muttered Ciel in the hall.

“But they know all of your identities,” said Lau.

“Leave it to me,” said Sebastian.

“Agni, strike this ‘prince’ and quiet him down,” ordered West.

“What?” gasped Soma.

“Agni,” pushed West.

Agni raised a hand, prepared to strike Soma, and the prince’s eyes widened in betrayal. The hand flew down.

It was caught.

Everyone’s eyes widened. A man with a deer head stood tall between the Indian men.

“What the hell?! Is that a bloody deer?!” cried West in astonishment (and a little horror).

Well, that’s a fun way to disguise yourself, thought (Y/N).

“Yes, thank you for pointing out the obvious. I am a ‘dear,’ ” said Sebastian in the deer head, clearly amused at the homonym. He bowed.

“Agni! He might be a spy!” cried West.

“No, I am merely one hell of a deer,” said Sebastian.

He loves that line, thought (Y/N) in amusement.

“Kill him!” cried West. “Or do you want that promise to go up in smoke?! Do it!”

Tears of blood dripped from Agni’s eyes. “I have only one god and master, and I decided to swing my fists for no one but him. Please forgive me for the sins I commit against you!”

“Agni, you aren’t…!” Soma watched in betrayal as Agni unwrapped his right hand, and he began to glow with power.

He lunged at Soma and Sebastian, but Sebastian picked up Soma and dodged. The wardrobe behind them shattered at Agni’s blow. The destruction continued as Sebastian jumped around the room and Agni’s blindly attacked.

“No! The crystal glass I bought from Thomas Good!” wailed West. “The Royal Worchester centerpiece! My Tiffany stained glass!”

He deserves this, thought (Y/N), grinning as they watched the man lose his material possessions.

“Looks like it’s getting a bit rough,” said Lau. He picked up Ciel, who spluttered indignantly. “Let’s go on and get out of here.”

“Put me down! (Y/N)!” cried Ciel.

“Sorry, sir, orders don’t work on me,” said (Y/N), far too amused at Lau holding Ciel to help him.

“Blood hell! Just grab the prince and escape!” said Ciel.

“Understood,” said Sebastian, leaping out the window while Ciel, Lau, and (Y/N) exited the house.

“He far surpassed the scope of a human back there,” observed Lau once they were safely back and the three men were drinking tea.

“That was the concentration technique known as Samadhi,” said Soma. “Once he gets like that, no one can touch him.”

“Samadhi?” asked Ciel.

“It’s a type of trance state,” explained (Y/N). “Through pure devotion, like that of Agni to Prince Soma, people are able to wield tremendous power. It is something we lack; the power of faither born of love and trust.”

And yet… The demons glanced at one another.

“Then why would he betray me?” sighed Soma. “Why does everyone around me disappear?!” He slammed his fists on the coffee table. He swept the teacups and tea off the table in a tantrum.

“You!” cried Ciel.

“Why is it? Why?” Soma’s shoulders shook. He ran out of the room.

(Y/N)’s eyes narrowed as they stared at the broken porcelain on the floor.

“Oh, dear, I brought that Haviland tea set out because I thought it suited you so well…” remarked Sebastian. He smirked. “It may be a good idea for him to be redisciplined.”

“I never have liked the spoiled ones,” said (Y/N).

Sebastian roughly pulled the blanket off of Soma, throwing him to the floor.

“You rude swine!” cried Soma.

“Just who is the rude swine?” questioned Sebastian coldly. “This is the Phantomhive mansion in England. In this place, you have no authority to order me to do anything.”

“You are nothing more than a spoiled brat,” said (Y/N). “A powerless, naïve child without Agni by your side.”

“That’s right. I have nothing else left.” Soma hung his head. “I’ve lost everyone.”

“Lost? My goodness, you have a most unbelievable imagination,” said Sebastian. He smirked. “You haven’t lost anything. You never had it in the first place.”

(Y/N) leaned down towards Soma, and Sebastian recognized the demonic glint in their eye. It had been a while since he’d seen (Y/N) really lay into someone, tear their ego to pieces, and he was looking forward to it.

“Your parents gave you status. Your parents gave you a palace. Your parents gave you servants. Tell me, what of that is truly yours? Nothing,” said (Y/N). The shadows around them quivered.

“No…” murmured Soma.

“Agni, too, of course, but you lacked the courage to confirm it,” said (Y/N) with a condescending sigh, like they were speaking to a child.

“Y-You’re wrong!” cried Soma. He ran for the door, but (Y/N) slammed it shut.

“Me, wrong? No, dear prince, you’re just finally seeing the tragedy that is your life,” purred (Y/N).

Soma sobbed and fell to his knees. “They all said they’d be with me forever.”

“Quite clearly that was another service to you. There is no reason to serve someone for no personal gain,” said Sebastian coldly.

And yet… whispered a soft voice in his head. And yet they are still here.

Sebastian ignored the voice and continued. “In the slums, even a three-year-old knows that.”

“You have not earned anything from anyone. You are just a brat,” said (Y/N).

Sebastian’s eyes fell upon them. This time, he didn’t need a voice needling him. The thoughts of just how sinfully alluring they looked wrapped in shadow and moonlight as they lorded over a human came without cease. That was the demon (Y/N) was. And that was yet another side of them Sebastian simply couldn’t get enough of.

“Let’s leave it there,” said Ciel, appearing in the doorway.

“Young Master,” said Sebastian.

“I might have been the same as him, if not for that month,” said Ciel somberly.

“Wh-What month?” asked Soma, getting to his feet.

“I was forced to taste the humiliation of having my house burned, my family killed, and being treated as less than a barn animal,” said Ciel. “I was a powerless child, but I returned here in order to bestow the same humiliation upon those who tortured me. My parents were in the way of those who killed them. If the Phantomhives are a nuisance to them, if I continue to hold the reins of this household, they’ll probably target me again. I am waiting for them to come for my life.”

“Why would you go that far?” asked Soma.

“What could come of sitting around sad and in mourning?” said Ciel. “Even a dead person can stay still, but I’m alive and standing on my own two feet. If I’m going to end up dying one day, I’d rather do it with no regrets. I wouldn’t call it something as grand as revenge. It’s all just to make me feel better. It’s a game between them and me to see who will win. Even if I’m flung into the depths of despair, if there is even a spider’s thread I can use to climb out, I’ll grab it and never give up. We humans have strength to do that. However, whether to grab it or not is up to each individual.”

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow at the speech. Strong words for so small a human. But they respected the drive. They understood why Sebastian took him as his contract.

“Now, let’s stop this ridiculous babble,” sad Ciel. “Sebastian, (Y/N), I have something to discuss with you on the West incident. Come.” He walked out of the room.

“Yes,” said Sebastian.

(Y/N) smiled, a stark contrast to the dark aura that had surrounded them as they spoke to Soma earlier. “Yes, my Lord.”

“Ciel!” said Soma. Ciel paused. “I am seventeen, but I am totally idiotic and naïve compared to you! I’ve been spoiled only because of who my parents are. Even though I knew Agni was troubled, I didn’t hear him out, but now I want to know. I want to see them both and find out why they left me. That’s why! Please come with me!”

“I refuse.” Ciel shut the idea down almost comedically. “There’s no way I’m dragging around the weight of a naïve idiot like you. I suppose the door to the living room isn’t locked, though.”

“Ciel!” Soma’s face lit up and he hugged Ciel. “I’m sorry for lashing out at you like that before. Please forgive me.” He hid behind Ciel as he faced Sebastian and (Y/N). “I want to say sorry to you two as well.”

(Y/N) waved a hand and smirked with Sebastian. “Don’t trouble yourself. This is quite interesting.”

“To think that West was after a Royal Warrant,” said Ciel as Sebastian served tea. “Well, I suppose that’s something a detestable rogue would think of.”

“What exactly is a Royal Warrant?” asked Soma. He jumped as (Y/N) set a teacup down beside him, and they smirked.

“It’s an endorsement given by royalty to shops they like. A Royal Warrant is the British Royal seal of approval,” said Sebastian. “A week from now, there will be a curry contest conducted at the Crystal Palace.

“Curry?” said Soma.

“Yes,” said (Y/N).

“According to rumors, Her Majesty—a famed curry lover—may also come and observe,” said Sebastian.

“That’s just a rumor,” said Ciel. “Since the death of her husband Prince Albert, Her Majesty rarely makes public appearances.”

“How is the curry contest connected to the incidents?” asked Soma in confusion.

“The main dish at West’s coffee house is curry,” said Ciel. “If he secures the Royal Warrant, his sales will undoubtedly go up. In other words, in order to reduce the number of rivals in that contest, he had Agni carry out those incidents. He then used the message to make it seem like the incidents were caused by Indians who were angry with England. Agni probably went along with the plan to save Mina for the sake of his ‘god.’ ”

Sebastian handed Ciel a piece of paper, and the Earl regarded it before laying it on the table. It was a copy of the letter West had ordered written to divert attention from himself as a suspect. “Speaking of gods,” said Ciel, pointing to the tongue drawing. “Yours is the Goddess Kali with her tongue stuck out, and since Agni was the one who wrote this, and his god is you, it must have been all for your sake. He’s probably written all his prayers and feelings of regret here.”

And now Soma has the choice to lay there and do nothing or rebuild himself, thought (Y/N).

“Even though you’re apart, Mr. Agni still believes in you and lives for you,” said Sebastian. “You really do have a wonderful servant, don’t you?”

“Agni…” murmured Soma.

“Oh, my. All’s well that ends well,” said Lau brightly. “Well, then, we shouldn’t get involved any further. Let’s just leave it to Scotland Yard.”

“Hold on! What will happen to Agni and Mina?” said Soma worriedly.

“Who knows?” said Lau.

“We’ve determined that there’s no underworld involvement, so it’s not our concern,” said Ciel.

“Indeed. This is my problem. I’ll think of a way to resolve everything by myself,” said Soma.

“That’s an excellent resolution,” said Ciel. “Well, then, I shall be getting on with my own work myself. I was called out to London in winter for this idiotic case. Don’t you think I should be compensated for my expenses?” Ciel was scheming. “Luckily, all of the other famous curry shops have been knocked out of the competition by West. If the Phantomhive company participates and beats West, we’ll receive the Royal Warrant. I’ve been considering expanding into the food industry, anyway. If we become the supplier to the Royal Household in our first endeavor, it’s sure to create a stir.”

“But there’s one week left, right?” said Lau. “Will you be able to get the specialists and machinery in time to make the curry?”

“I don’t need any of that,” said Ciel. “Isn’t that right?” He smirked as he glanced up at Sebastian and (Y/N).

Sebastian smirked. “It is only natural for someone who serves under the Phantomhives to be able to do this. I will obtain the Royal Warrant without fai—”

“That’s impossible,” said Soma. “There’s no way you can win. They have Agni, and he has the goddess Kali’s right hand!”

“It is true that Agni’s prowess is formidable, but this time we are not dealing with martial arts,” said Ciel. “This is a contest of cooking skill.”

“That’s why I’m saying it,” said Soma. “None of you know Agni’s true skill. Neither do you know real curry.”

“Real curry?” asked (Y/N), raising an eyebrow.

“Curry is based on a selection of fitting spices. The number of combinations is endless,” explained Soma. “Finding the supreme combination from those infinite choices is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is akin to pulling the truth of the universe from thin air. However, Agni is able to do it. He is able to imagine the world from nothing. That power is truly of the gods’ domain. That is why Agni is known as the goddess Kali’s right hand. I have never eaten curry more delicious than Agni’s.”

“I see. It is truly Kali’s Curry,” said Lau. He laughed at his alliteration.

“So he says,” said Ciel.

“My, my. That seems quite the challenge,” said Sebastian.

“Could be fun,” said (Y/N), smirking.

“Indeed.”

Days and quite literally hundreds of curries later, Sebastian was stuck. (Y/N) watched him return from serving Ciel tea with an annoyed quirk in his brow.

“The Young Master not pleased with your progress?” they said teasingly.

“No, but he did give a rather interesting order,” said Sebastian, holding a piece of chocolate in his hand, having gone uneaten by the irritated (and irritating) Earl.

“Oh?” (Y/N) cocked their head in interest.

Sebastian snapped off a piece of chocolate and handed it to them. “How does it taste?”

(Y/N) placed the sweet in their mouth and allowed it to melt, savoring the tastes. One thing they were glad of after being born from a human life was that they still had a taste for human food. Sebastian had to relearn how to properly create human food when there were long breaks in time between contracts, but (Y/N) could still understand them (a fact that, once he learned it, irritated him to no end).

“A perfect balance of bitterness and sweetness,” said (Y/N).

“Excellent,” said Sebastian.

“Why?” asked (Y/N).

“The Young Master ordered me to put it in the curry.”

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hollythius · 2 years

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dearly detested ; howl jenkins-pendragon x reader

have i ever written enemies to lovers before? no. wait actually this is more rivals to lovers oops. also canon divergence i think. mix of the book + movie. female reader is implied but i use they/them pronouns.

also michael = markl. michael is howl’s apprentice, and is like…15. he’s just the book version of markl. (and also i like him way more than markl lmao).

rivals to lovers > enemies to lovers. there i said it.

hmm. it appears that the man upstairs gave me the ability to write angst. there’s some hurt/comfort mixed in there.

tw; blood, howl is a lot crueler i think, slight gore?, howl kinda kidnaps reader but they could leave if they wanted, non-sexual nudity, howl and the reader definitely have history, y/n is emotionally constipated, they take a bath together, you can cut the tension with a knife.

there was not one person you hated more in the entirety of ingary. everything about howl made you see red. every time his name crossed your ears, you bit back with doglike rage.

there was a time not too long ago where you felt differently, perhaps with even the slightest crush on the young wizard. but that was years ago, when you were still a student. now you were a full-fledged witch who saw through howl’s trickery. how could any respectable user of magic be such a dirty coward?

you sighed, the black masses fizzling away after leaving you bloodied. the witch of the waste was still on the prowl, and as sanctioned by the king, you were expected to rid of her. your dearly hated howl, however; was tasked with finding the king’s brother, prince justin.

his victory would surely trump your own, which of course angered you like nothing else. everyone would forget about the witch of the waste once the prince was found. so you decided to take your time with your contract. but now that you were rendered almost defenseless in the valley of the waste, the familiar puffing of the castle was once again something that stirred nostalgia and not hatred.

you lumbered closer to the castle, clutching your wounded side. the huge hunk of metal chugged closer to you, though you were sure that was coincidence. howl most certainly was not home. if he was, you would’ve ran back up into the waste.

you slung yourself at the back door, shoving it open with your shoulder. howl’s apprentice stood there, wide-eyed with a half finished spell on the table in front of him.

“m-master pendragon isn’t here right now,” michael stuttered. his wide eyes blew wider when they reached the deep gash in your middle.

“good.” you responded harshly, heading for the shelves of ingredients. your plan was to make a quick salve to stave off infection, but the creaking of the door made you freeze.

“oh? and what did the cat bring in this time, michael?”

his voice sent a chill down your spine. you dropped the vial you were holding, the glass breaking on the floor.

“and what manner of rodent may you be, my dear?” your rigid body turned around to find the horrible blond grinning down at you. his fingers traced your side, your body flinching as he flicked your blood off of them. “my, my, y/n. what in ingary has the king been making you do?”

you scoffed at his false curiosity. “i suppose you wouldn’t know,” you spat. he was only concerned with himself. “how has your contract been going?”

howl chuckled, and you had half a mind to punch his lights out. bang up that pretty face of his. “almost as well as yours, by the looks of it,” he said.

howl folded his arms, raising a brow. you knew what he meant. why had you come here, of all places? he was well aware of your loathing of him.

“it was close. i was sure you weren’t home.”

“so it was your intention to steal from me and then leave? calcifer would have told me everything,” he smirked. you narrowed your eyes.

“of course. but would you have sought me out? made me pay for whatever i had taken?”

howl’s face was stern, but you’d won. as you stared into his cold eyes, they finally darted away. you stopped the grin that pulled at your lips. howl turned to face the fireplace.

“prepare a hot bath. and lock the doors, calcifer. we can’t have our rat escaping just yet.” your heart dropped. “it appears they’re injured,” he sang, running a hand down your side. this time he didn’t bother flicking the blood off his fingers.

“i wouldn’t call them a rat, howl,” calcifer bit back before flaring up and doing his assigned tasks.

howl shoved your cloak off your shoulders. “michael, wash that for me. and you,” he turned and faced you, “accompany me to the bathroom, would you?”

you followed howl up the stairs, watching as his bloody hand trailed up the banister. he held open the bathroom door and steam fell out in thick tufts. “after you, my dear.”

you scowled. you stepped in, sitting atop the toilet seat. “so now what? going to watch me bathe, jenkins?”

“it’s nothing foreign, love,” he breathed, tipping salts into the bath water. “i’d rather not have poor michael be forced to supervise you.”

howl shrugged off his overcoat, letting it fall to the floor. he stretched his arms over his head, shoulders popping. he was left in a loose white shirt.

“i suppose you’re right, howl,” you sighed, finally giving in. “now, am i right in assuming that you have no intention of letting me leave until i heal?”

“would it please you if i said you are indeed correct in your assumption?”

you let a dry chuckle escape your pursed lips. your eye wandered, seeing all of howl’s beauty products. how many women had he charmed using these? immediately the homely aura returned to one of forced intimacy.

“of course it would,” you sang bitterly. howl laughed as he kneeled down to untie your bootlace.

“don’t play like that, my dear. i’m well aware of your…complicated feelings towards me.”

“what about them do you find complicated, oh great wizard of ingary?” you teased. however no amusement was in it, and none was found in his annoyance at the title you’d given him.

“i realize that i am a coward, there’s no reason to rub it in, dear,” his voice came out strained, and his eyes were shifting around.

you hummed. “i’m glad you’re self aware, howl. perhaps that fact brings you up a notch.”

“do you want my help or not, y/n?” he snapped. “or are you just here to berate me?”

you froze. he’d scared you many times before, but never once had howl jenkins ever raised his voice at you.

“i- howl, i didn’t mean it like that,” you sighed.

“of course you didn’t,” he sang, mocking you. his focus returned to your boots, swiftly pulling them off along with your stockings. the look in his eyes was distant. his hands edged towards your bloody blouse. “with your permission, my dear.”

“you know my answer, howl.” he seemed to lighten up at that. he did know the answer, which would always be yes.

soon your blouse was discarded on the floor along with your boots and trousers. you dabbed at your wound with a cloth howl had handed you.

“be grateful this gash wasn’t so deep that you needed stitches. i can fix this with magic.”

“go ahead,” you replied. howl’s hand moved to cusp your side, the warmth being replaced with the hot sensation of magic.

“this’ll leave a nasty scar, my dear,” howl said. but you weren’t paying any attention to him. your eyes focused on the thin flesh of his lips, pink and barely there. “though it doesn’t seem like you mind much.” his other hand grabbed your waist, pulling you atop him.

“i miss you, howl. every day,” you whimpered, burying yourself in his shoulder.

“then stay here. masking your longing with anger must be tiring.”

“i…can’t. not after how i’ve treated you,” you whispered.

“my dear, i know you only said those things to cope. it was the only way you knew how.”

the burning in your eyes ceased when you finally let your tears flow onto howl’s shoulder. he flinched when he felt your body quiver against him.

“howl,” your shaky voice barely audible as you gripped at the blond’s back. “i-”

“shhh. i know, my love. relax yourself.”

the two of you spent the next hour in the tub together, simply enjoying one another. howl calmed your shaky breaths, and made you feel like the only one in the world. you missed this. you missed him.

howl magicked up sleepwear, dressing himself and leaving you to sift through the pile of overzealous fabric until you found something suitable. you end up in something a tad too large for your figure, but you don’t mind. the softness of the silk garment is enough to make you even sleepier than before.

“howl?”

“yes, my dear, i know you’re tired. but please, let me speak for a moment?” he breathed, his blond hair brushing against your forehead. you respond with a sighed yes, and howl pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“never stray away from me again, my dear. it’s not good to keep things like this pent up for so long.”

your hands grasp at his back, and his lips make contact with your own. “i know, howl.”

howl’s lips parted in a kind smile, and he let out a small chuckle. he pressed his forehead against yours. “i love you, my dear.”

you answered him with a kiss on the lips. i love you too.

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your-averagewriter · 2 years

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Request rules.

I don't write smut but I will write steamy make-out scenes and all that.

I will write fem!character x fem!reader, male!character x fem!reader, male!reader x male!reader. All of it including gender neutral reader.

I also only really write x reader fics.

My Masterlist - What I've already written, I update when I post.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED DUE TO HAVING LOTS OF REQUESTS!

- Thanks for the requests though! :)

Keep an eye on this as I add more characters as I watch more shows/movies!

People/characters I will write for:

DYSTOPIAN and ACTION:

- Hunger Games - Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen, Haymitch Abernathy, Finnick Odair, Johanna Mason, Annie Cresta, Lucy Gray Baird, Sejanus Plinth.

- Maze Runner - Thomas, Newt, Gally, Minho.

- Kingsman - Harry Hart (Galahad), Gary "Eggsy" Unwin (Galahad), Hamish Mycroft (Merlin), Jack Daniels (Whiskey).

- Zombieland - Tallahassee, Columbus, Wichita.

- Luther - John Luther, Alice Morgan, Justin Ripley.

- Call of Duty - John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, König, Alejandro Vargas, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Valeria Garza, Keegan Russ.

- The Boys - Homelander, Starlight, Soldier Boy, Black Noir, Billy Butcher, Hughie Campbell, The Deep, Queen Maeve, A-Train, Translucent.

- Gen V - Marie Moreau, Emma Meyer, Jordan Li, Andre Anderson, Cate Dunlap, Luke Riordan and Sam Riordan.

- Fallout - Cooper Howard (pre and post Ghoul), Lucy MacLean, Maximus.

HORROR:

- Scream - Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Dwight "Dewey" Riley, Randy Meeks, Richie Kirsch, Sam Carpenter, Tara Carpenter, Chad Meeks-Martin, Mindy Meeks-Martin, Ethan Landry.

- The Lost Boys - Michael Emerson, David, Star, Marko, Dwayne.

- What We Do in the Shadows - Nandor the Relentless, Laszlo Cravensworth, Nadja, Guillermo de la Cruz.

- Late Night with The Devil - Jack Delroy

- Renfield - R.M Renfield.

- A Quiet Place (1&2) - Lee Abbott, Evelyn Abbott, Emmett.

- The Boy - Brahms.

- Fight Club - Tyler Durden, The Narrator.

- Alien - Ripley, Dwayne Hicks, Hudson.

- Saw - Adam Faulkner-Stanheight, Amanda Young, Peter Strahm, Mark Hoffman.

- The Crow - Eric Draven.

- Midnight Mass - Sheriff Hassan, Father Paul, Riley Flynn.

MARVEL:

- MCU - Tom Holland!Peter Parker, Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Bruce Banner, Steve Rodgers, Tony Stark, T'Challa, Stephen Strange, Logan, Scott Lang, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Valkyrie, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Bucky Barnes, Phil Coulson, Gamora, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson, James Rhodes, Pietro Maximoff, Druig, Sam Wilson, Shuri.

- Spiderverse - Hobie Brown, Miles Morales (both variations), Gwen Stacy, Miguel O'Hara, Pavitr Prabhakar, Peter B Parker, Spider Noir.

- X-Men and others (Deadpool etc) - Young!Charles Xavier, Young!Erik Lehnsherr, Nightcrawler, Jean Grey, Scott Summers, Nathan Summers, Wade Wilson.

DC:

- The Dark Knight Trilogy - Christian Bale!Bruce Wayne, Jonathon Crane.

- The Batman - Robert Pattinson!Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle.

- Justice League - Diana Prince (Wonderwoman), Arthur Curry (Aquaman), Clark Kent (Superman).

- Gotham - David Mazouz!Bruce Wayne, Jerome Valeska, Jerimiah Valeska, Alfred Pennyworth, Jim Gordon, Selina Kyle, Ed Nygma, Barbara Kean, Oswald Cobblepot, Victor Zsasz, Harvey Bullock, Jonathon Crane, Jervis Tetch, Victor Fries.

The Suicide Squad - Jared Leto!Joker, Harley Quinn, Rick Flag, Chris Smith (Peacemaker), Robert DuBois (Bloodsport), Chato Santana (El Diablo).

ANIME:

- Attack on Titan - Eren Yeager, Levi Ackerman, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Annie Leonhart, Sasha Braus, Erwin Smith, Miche Zacharius, Hitch Dreyse, Kenny Ackerman, Marco Bodt, Pieck Finger, Porco Galliard, Colt Grice, Bertholdt Hoover, Nicolo, Ymir, Zeke Yeager, Floch Forster.

- Demon Slayer - Giyu Tomioka, Mitsuri Kanroji, Obanai Iguro, Muichiro Tokito, Shinobu Kocho, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, Kanao Tsuyuri, Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Gyutaro, Daki, Enmu, Hinatsuru, Makio, Suma.

- Castlevania - Alucard, Sypha Belnades, Trevor Belmont, Carmilla, Lenore.

- Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Juuzou Suzuya, Touka Kirishima, Kuki Urie, Ayato Kirishima, Itori, Uta, Hideyoshi Nagachika.

- My Hero Academia - Shota Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada, Tenya Ida, Ochaco Uraraka, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Kyoka Jiro, Hanta Sero, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Itsuka Kendo, Tamaki Amajiki, Hitoshi Shinso, Keigo Takami, Mirko, Dabi, Himiko Toga, Jin Bubaigawara.

- Obey me - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon.

- Haikyuu! - Daichi Sawamura, Kōshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Tobio Kageyama, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Kiyoko Shimizu, Keishin Ukai, Tetsurō Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Tōru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Kōtarō Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Satori Tendō, Yūji Terushima, Kiyoomi Sakusa, Atsumu Miya, Osamu Miya.

- Avatar the Last Airbender - Zuko, Katara, Sokka, Aang, Azula, Ty Lee.

- Avatar: Legend of Korra - Korra, Asami, Mako, Tenzin, Iroh.

MUSIC:

- Waterparks - Awsten Knight, Geoff Wigington, Otto Wood.

- My Chemical Romance - Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Ray Toro, Frank Iero, (all the killjoys).

- Pierce The Veil - Vic Fuentes, Tony Perry, Jaime Preciado.

- All Time Low - Alex Gaskarth, Rian Dawson, Zack Merrick.

- Ice Nine Kills - Spencer Charnas, Ricky Armellino, Patrick Galante, Joe Occhiuti, Dan Sugarman.

- Palaye Royale - Remington Leith, Emerson Barrett.

- Others - Oli Sykes, Ronnie Radke, Andy Hurley, Brandon Flowers, Chris Motionless, Kellin Quinn,, John O'Callaghan, Josh Franceschi, Lzzy Hale, Hayley Williams, William Beckett, Noah Sebastian, Will Ramos, Will Ghould, Dave Grohl, Vessel (Sleep Token).

- Metal Lords - Hunter, Kevin, Emily.

SCI-FI:

- The Sandman - Dream, Corinthian.

- Prey - Naru, Taabe.

- Stranger Things - Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathon Byers, Max Mayfield, Robin Buckley, 001, Dimitri, Eddie Munson.

- Star Wars - Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Han Solo, Rey, Kylo Ren, Boba Fett, Poe Dameron, Din Djarin, Cal Kestis.

OTHERS:

- Barbie - Barbie, Ken.

- Monster High - Frankie Stein, Clawdeen Wolf, Cleo de Nile, Deuce Gorgon, Draculaura, Lagoona Blue, Abbey Bominable, Clawd Wolf, Gillington Webber, Heath Burns, Holt Hyde, Jackson Jekyll, Neighthan Rot, Operetta, Robecca Steam, Rochelle Goyle, Venus McFlytrap, Kieran Valentine, Porter Geiss.

- Euphoria - Rue Bennett, Jules Vaughn, Maddy Perez, Cassie Howard, Fezco, Lexi Howard, Nate Jacobs (nothing abusive).

- Wonka - Willy Wonka, Fickelgruber.

- Saltburn - Oliver Quick, Felix Catton, Farleigh Start, Venetia Catton.

I know that's quite a long list and if you want me to write for a character not on there then just ask :)

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uchihabbynic · 2 years

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The Lie You Fed - Part II

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha x Fem! Reader

Brief Mentions: Naruto Uzumaki

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 4.2k

Author’s Note: My first attempt at writing my emo lover boi, Sasuke 🖤 Dedicated to my bestie, @jordyn-degas aka, Sasuke’s wifey 🤪

Mood 🎧 : Overboard - Justin Bieber ft. Jessica Jarrell

The sky continued to empty itself as storm clouds rolled through - like a sick and twisted indication of your current mood. The silk material of the cocktail dress you’d worn specifically for Naruto had clung to your body as the rain soaked every inch of your skin, causing you to shiver as the door swung open in front of you. The pair of familiar Onyx eyes on the other side met your own dull, lifeless ones as you stood in front of the Uchiha who had talked you off many a ledge in the past.

Without a single word being said, Sasuke stepped aside allowing you to enter his home at this unusual midnight hour. You stood in the dim hallway, absolutely dejected - black mascara having stained your warm cheeks as you glanced up at Sasuke with the look of defeat in your eyes. Sasuke - still not uttering a word, let out a small sigh and pulled your shivering, wet body into a loving embrace, cradling your rain-soaked hair onto his chest - not caring that he'd need to change his clothes. He rested his chin on the top of your head as you sniffled into his sleep shirt but Sasuke didn’t care. It was as if he knew exactly what you needed at that moment. He always knew.

Sasuke was a misunderstood man that genuinely believed you were one of the only people who truly saw him for who he was and moments like these were one of the many reasons you adored him. Despite him being your ex-boyfriend's old friend, he considered his bond with you to be a particularly special one. From the time you were kids, you never gave up on him. You gave him space to express his emotions and spill his guts on the rare, alcohol-fueled, tear filled nights without fear of judgment. In fact, you’d both considered each other to be soulmates in another life. There was always a mutual agreement that no matter what happened - you’d be there for each other and this was no different.

You unwrapped your arms from around Sasuke’s waist, chuckling from the slight embarrassment of your prior breakdown - wiping a tear in the process. Sasuke led you to his cozy living room where the glow of the TV was the only thing giving light to the space.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes.” The Uchiha sighed as he padded across the wooden floor of his tiny home and into his bedroom. You nodded and wrapped a nearby blanket around your trembling body.

“Here.” Sasuke said as he threw a pair of his sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt in your direction. “Bathroom’s that way.” he nodded with his head, in the direction you needed to go as he got comfortable on his couch, patiently waiting for you to join him.

As you changed into the dry clothes that the Uchiha had given you and cozied up to him on the sectional, you couldn’t resist the urge to deeply inhale the faint scent of Patchouli and Bergamot that always lingered on Sasuke’s clothes. To be honest, that in itself momentarily centered you and brought you back down to earth.

“What’d he do?” The deep, flatness of Sasuke’s voice caused you to instinctively close your eyes, replaying the evening in your head over and over.

“He kissed her, Sasuke.” your voice began to crack. Sasuke’s brow rose out of pure bewilderment that his old friend and rival would do something so detrimental to his relationship.

“I guess Prince Charming isn’t so perfect after all.” The Uchiha grumbled under his breath. He couldn’t even fathom that Naruto would cross these kinds of boundaries within your relationship.

“Tell me about it. He decided that he wants to see if he can fix things with Hinata for the sake of the kids.” Your heart sank once more, relaying the conversation to Sasuke.

Sasuke scoffed, “That’s bullshit. Even I know that.”

Feeling as though you’d cried as much as your tear ducts would allow, you could only muster a small chuckle. “Yeah…So I kicked him out and I came here because well…I don't know. I just really need you right now.” You said as you stared intensely into the Uchiha’s dark eyes.

Sasuke placed a gentle hand on your thigh. “Good. My door is always open for you.” A small smile crept across the Uchiha’s lips.

The man had it bad for you. Always has. However, he’d often let the nagging voice in his head tell him that he couldn’t give you the life that you deserved. He was a broken man who desperately needed to unlearn a lot of trauma and was terrified of dragging you down with him.

As much as he hated to hear how the fight with Naruto had affected you - he was content with being in your presence, just simply existing. As the night slowly progressed, your heart had finally begun to settle. You were swimming in a newfound peace of mind being in Sasuke’s home and soon found your fingers wrapped around the piping hot coffee mug Sasuke had given you. Fortunately, it was already filled to the brim with your favorite tea flavor - Chamomile.

While Sasuke was a man of few words - his love language was undeniably acts of service and seeing as though he knew you better than most, he had the kettle going as soon as you started spilling your guts to him - walking to and from the living room and the kitchen, being sure not to miss a single detail of your story.

“Sasuke, do you ever think…what if it had been you?” you inquired hesitantly as you placed the mug on the table in front of you.

Sasuke’s head snapped, staring fiercely in your eyes, trying to process what you’d just said. “Us?” his head cocked to the side. “Want the truth?”

You nodded, now casually tracing your fingers along the fabric on Sasuke’s sweatpants, nervously awaiting his response.

The Uchiha inhaled deeply, closing his eyes momentarily before dropping his answer right on your lap. “There hasn’t been a single day in the last 10 years where it hasn’t crossed my mind.”

“Sasuke…” Your mind went back to only a few years prior at your 30th birthday party when Naruto made a spectacle of finally asking you to be his girlfriend in front of all your closest friends and family - giving you a beautiful necklace in the process.

Amongst the excitement surrounding your precious birthday gift from Naruto - you immediately looked for Sasuke in the sea of faces, somehow worried about his reaction to the fact that you were no longer single. As much as you cared deeply for Naruto from the time you were teenagers, Sasuke Uchiha was the one that held a place in the deepest crevice of your heart.

“Why’d you keep this to yourself for so long?” you asked, disappointment evident in your tone.

“What exactly was I supposed to do?” Sasuke grumbled. “Everyone could see how in love you were with that loser. He has this unyielding grip on you - which I never quite understood.” he shrugged.

A slight pang of guilt hit your stomach as you empathized with Sasuke. Despite how close you were with the Uchiha growing up, you’d made it clear over the years where your heart lied and it was always undeniably with Naruto Uzumaki.

“Pft, look where that got me?” you rolled your eyes at the realization that your so called “fairy-tale ending” had just come crashing down.

“Well, what’s done is done. It’s best to leave the past, in the past.” Sasuke flatly responded. His gaze focused on the ceiling and he rested his head on the couch cushion.

As you stared at the painfully handsome Uchiha, your mind raced a million miles a minute. You were hurting and as always, Sasuke was there to pick up the fragile pieces of your heart. You forced every bone in your body to stay rigid - trying your hardest to not to act on pure instinct alone but - sitting on the couch, sharing space with the man who talked you off another ledge right into the early part of the morning, caused your vulnerability to be at an all time high.

You grabbed Sasuke’s chin, feeling his long black hair tickle your hand as you guided him to look in your direction. He was breathtakingly beautiful. You soon pulled his face closer, mere inches from your own. Sasuke didn’t dare put up a fight.

“Well, who says we can’t rewrite the future?” you asked as you placed your soft, supple lips onto Sasuke’s - whose were now slightly parted from pure shock at the kiss he was quickly settling into.

You let your vulnerability and instinct triumph over the logical part of your brain as you continued to passionately exchange sweet kisses with the Uchiha. The kiss felt hungry and eager, yet natural for your tongues to intertwine. Sasuke’s demeanor shifted and the gentleness of the kisses quickly turned desperate. Needy.

Sasuke entangled his fingers in your damp hair, gripping the back of your skull - bringing you further into the kiss as the small living room was soon filled with soft whimpers and heavy panting. As much as you wanted to completely forget of Naruto’s existence - the foreign lips you’d been tasting had momentarily caused you to wonder what Naruto would think if he were there to witness this.

You abruptly broke the kiss, slightly pulling away, letting a small trail of saliva follow. “Maybe…We shouldn’t.” you whispered as you squeezed your eyes shut, mildly embarrassed to withstand Sasuke’s intense gaze.

“We absolutely should.” Sasuke insisted, pulling your face back to his, leading you by your chin.

You shook the thoughts out of your head, feeling stupid that you’d even considered Naruto’s feelings after what he’d done to you. You were sick of choosing the man who hurt you over the man who’d have probably given you the world despite his lack of confidence in being able to provide for you.

Your feverish body went into overdrive as your lips met the Uchiha’s once more. You desperately fumbled for the hem of Sasuke’s shirt trying to guide it over his body. Similarly, Sasuke began tugging at the tee he’d given you to wear, signaling it to come off. As you got lost in Sasuke’s sweet mouth, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, mindlessly running your fingers through his inky colored hair. Sasuke took this as the perfect opportunity to slip his large, veiny hand under your shirt, giving your bare breast a firm squeeze.

“I’ve fucking missed you.” The Uchiha breathed out - his chest rising and falling with each passing moment.

“Sasuke…” you moaned out as the raven-haired man latched onto the side of your neck, gently nipping and biting the scorching hot skin. Sasuke was now rock hard in his sweatpants - the fabric now practically strangling his cock. As his dick twitched against the cotton - he knew that he’d had enough teasing. The Uchiha scooped you up, effortlessly walking with you to the back of his house where he kicked the bedroom door open. No more questions. No more regrets.

>>>

Your face planted into the mattress - your round ass facing the ceiling as Sasuke slid his long, throbbing dick up and down the outside of your slick folds, licking his lips at the beautifully explicit view of you he was receiving.

“S-Sasuke, please.” you whined, impatiently shifting your hips backwards desperate to feel Sasuke’s length fill you up.

“Just relax, love.” The Uchiha whispered. No sooner than you could continue to wriggle underneath him - yearning for his cock, Sasuke jerked his hips forward slamming himself deep inside of you.

“F-fuuck!” He breathed out, eye’s screwed shut as he felt your pussy suffocate his massive length. His skin burned at the contact with yours, cheeks already beginning to flush as he slowly thrusted in and out of your tight hole.

As Sasuke found a good rhythm driving himself into you, you could feel yourself losing brain cells as the Uchiha fucked you senseless. All you could do was blubber nonsense - your drool smeared across your cheek, soaking his mattress. Your arousal quickly ran down the side of your thigh with every thrust.

“Oh God Sasuke, right there!” you moaned out feeling the fullness of his cock so prominently, you swore you could feel him in your ribcage. The sound of your ass clapping against the Uchiha’s muscular thighs filled the room so deliciously.

Sasuke propped one leg up on the bed, adjusting himself to reach further inside you. With each thrust, he could feel himself get more and more lightheaded at the intense pleasure. His lips were slightly parted as low groans left the deepest part of his throat as he continued to slam himself into your needy little cunt.

“Shit baby, you’re so fuckin’ wet for me.” The raven-haired man grunted - his thrusts getting sloppier by the second.

Sasuke reached his hand around your midsection, circling his fingers around your sensitive clit. He leaned over still pumping in and out of you, placing gentle kisses on your shoulder blades. The Uchiha was an excellent multitasker - a true renaissance man.

You felt a familiar coil build in your stomach as you were nearing your climax. You cried out in pure ecstasy as you scratched and clawed at the plush mattress as Sasuke’s hands continued to dig into your hips, fucking you silly. “Sasuke, I’m…I’m gonna -” you babbled as drool poured from the corner of your mouth, barely able to form a sentence.

“That’s right. Cum for me. Be a good girl and cum for me, Y/N” Sasuke grunted, desperate to get his final few thrusts in before completely losing himself.

A mix of pain and pleasure surged through your body, feeling Sasuke’s nails dig into the squishy flesh on your hip. You were certain he’d leave a mark but you didn’t mind as your vision began to go completely white when you clenched hard around his cock for one final time.

“Fuuuckk!” you cried out as your orgasm violently crashed into you causing you to lose balance in your knees and fall forward. Sasuke, who was still inside of you, chased his high as well - his black hair matted to the back of his neck from the sweaty, messy, loving sex he’d partaken in.

Sasuke bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood, desperate to not “emasculate” himself with the way he was ready to unravel and burst at the seams. His heart beat wildly inside his chest, struggling to get a few more sloppy thrusts in - gritting his teeth, mere moments before spilling his hot, creamy seed inside of you.

“Mm, so good baby. So. fuckin. good.” he gave three final thrusts as a long, raspy, throaty groan fell from his lips, simultaneously filling you with his cum. Sasuke immediately tumbled over your limp, exhausted body momentarily staying inside of you as you both tried what you could to calm your breathing down to a normal pace.

As Sasuke pulled out of your sensitive heat, you reached for the nearest towel to clean yourself off, casually tossing it in Sasuke’s direction. As you settled back into a fresh T-shirt that he’d given you, you realized you’d lost track of time. You desperately reach for your cell to see just how late it’s gotten.

You tapped the screen eager to check the time.

“2:50am. Fuck. It’s late.” you thought.

Sasuke looked over at you, brows furrowed. “You’re… staying right?”

Your eyes had softened hearing the slight plea in Sasuke’s voice. You now knew the depth of his feelings for you but even for him - this was…different. You shrugged, tossing your phone on his nightstand as you peeled back the cold bedsheet preparing to bury yourself in them.

“Sure, Sasuke.” you cracked a slight smile and yawned as you curled up next to the Uchiha who was now laying shirtless on the opposite side of the bed.

>>>

Sasuke had crept out as the sun was rising, making a quick pharmacy run. While he truly adored you and had always wanted to share his life with you - he wasn’t ignorant to the complexity of your situation-ship or how babies were made, for that matter and slipped to the “Family Planning Aisle” to grab an emergency contraceptive.

Sasuke, being as stealthy as a mouse - quietly made his way back into his home, careful not to awaken the sleeping princess who occupied space in his bed. As he kicked his shoes off, Sasuke placed the lavender box on the side table closest to you, right next to the cup of Chamomile tea he’d made for you before bed the previous night.

Right as Sasuke carefully slipped back into bed next to you, your body began to stir. You wiped the sleepy from your eyes as you turned over, now face to face with the man who’d given you a broad shoulder to cry on as well as respectfully rearranged your insides the night before.

“Good Morning.” Sasuke mumbled.

“Morning, Uchiha.” You let out an exaggerated yawn and stretch as you tried to get your bearings.

The week had been a whirlwind as the last thing you expected when you were planning your three year anniversary dinner was to end up in Sasuke Uchiha’s bed.

You grabbed your phone out of instinct, tapping the screen to check your overnight messages. To your surprise, your screen was filled with dozens of missed calls and text messages from the last person you’d expected to hear from so soon.

‘Naruto 🧡’

12 Missed Calls

As you scanned your phone - a lump in your throat formed, causing your mouth to salivate as heartbreaking memories flooded your mind. Your eyes began to fill with tears - fingers trembling, feeling absolutely terrified to read the messages that Naruto had bombarded you with. You didn’t know what to expect from him anymore and you were incredibly emotionally and mentally drained. You couldn’t handle any other surprises, so you threw the phone back on the table, face down - shaking yourself out of your thoughts.

Sasuke sighed. “You miss him, don’t you?” he peered at you from the corner of his eyes. Sasuke was extremely observant and could tell that your phone was causing nothing but trouble for you this morning.

You crossed your arms, smacking your lips in frustration. “No, of course not….” you paused, knowing that you were blatantly lying. “Well…”

“It’s fine.” Sasuke interrupted. His morning voice sounded as low and monotone as ever.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Sasuke shrugged. “It’s obvious you still love him. Those feeling’s dont just go away after one night of fucking.”

You laid back on the cushy pillow now facing Sasuke, cheeks burning from the use of his vulgar language. “Sasuke, I…”

“Just drop it, Y/N”. Sasuke, sounding annoyed, reached for the unopened bottle of water on his bedside, tossing it in your direction.

“I got you something.” The Uchiha nodded his head forcing you to take notice of the purple package of Plan B.

Your head whipped to the side, eyes now blown wide. You smacked your forehead, completely forgetting how carried away you and Sasuke had gotten last night - now taking notice of the pastel colored box lying face down on the table.

“Fuck. Thanks… you really didn’t have-”

Sasuke blew a frustrated sigh, immediately cutting you off. Irritation, obvious in his tone. “I did though. Take the pill please.”

You rolled your eyes and snatched the water from Sasuke’s hand, annoyed at his cold demeanor. You tore into the packaging and shoved the little white pill down your throat, swallowing hard.

With a scowl now plastered across your face, you glared at Sasuke. “Why are you being such a dickhead?” You spit back, completely unbothered at how confrontational you were being first thing in the morning.

Sasuke, now equally perturbed - turned to face you. Staring intently into your eyes. “Tch. You wanna start playing house now? Is that what this is?” he sneered.

“W-what?! No! But… this isn’t exactly the vibe I expected from you after we, y’know...” You crossed your arms, eyes squinting - dead set on Sasuke.

“Nothing about last night changes anything between us or the fact that you’re still in love with him.” Sasuke’s voice now slightly raised - his tone laced with venom and jealousy.

“Dammit, Sasuke! You’re such a Leo, it irks my soul!” you yelled back.

“Shut up. You know I'm right. That dumbass has had you in chokehold our entire lives.”

Your face dropped - sympathy suddenly consuming you as you slowly came to the realization that this is Sasuke’s way of expressing his contempt for your soul-tie with Naruto that appears will never be broken.

“Sasuke…I care about you. So much. I always have.” you pleaded, grabbing Sasuke’s hand. Sasuke immediately turned his head, snatching his hand away from yours. As much of a tough-guy demeanor he often held, he was actually quite soft.

Your lip began to quiver at how detached Sasuke seemed to act towards you the morning after such a beautiful night. “Sasuke, what do you want me to say, huh?” you huffed.

“You want me to lie to you and tell you that Naruto means nothing to me?!” you ran your fingers through your hair, clutching your scalp from pure frustration.

“I want you to make a decision and stick with it!” The Uchiha roared. You flinched at the sudden increase in volume. “Don’t just come around trying to get a sympathy fuck whenever that idiot hurts you!”

You gasped. “It wasn’t a sympathy fuck, Sasuke. What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Tch. You were vulnerable and horny. Nothing more.” Sasuke spat back.

You sighed, sitting with your thoughts momentarily, slightly pissed that Sasuke was reading you and hitting the nail on the head. “I’m here now aren’t I?” you asked, shifting yourself on the bed to get back in Sasuke’s direct line of view, tears began streaming down your cheeks.

“Hm. But for how long?” Sasuke asked.

You snatched your phone off the nightstand once more, frantically typing in the lock screen passcode as the Face ID wouldn’t accept your now tear stained face. You carefully avoided opening the message thread with your ex, Naruto. You immediately ran to the contacts, clicking on his name and hovering over the “Block Caller” button.

You sharply inhaled. A very small part of you was still interested in reading what the messages said. You sat next to Sasuke on the bed, eerily quiet as you fiddled around on your phone. Your fingers began to tremble again and for lack of better judgment you hesitantly clicked the “Messages” icon to view your most recent texts from Naruto.

“I miss you.”

“I made a mistake, please call me back.”

“I love you so much, sweetheart. There’s no one else out there for me.”

You began to panic, heart thumping loudly in your ears, your breathing became unhinged and shallow as you started to re-read the dozens of messages over and over. You clutched the phone to your chest, letting the screen go dark and took a deep breath. Seconds later, you quickly unlocked your phone once more and without a moment to reconsider you blocked the contact ‘Naruto 🧡’, tossing the phone in Sasuke’s lap, with the endless amount of messages still open.

“Sasuke. I don’t know what the future holds. No one does. But what I do know - is that this time I’m choosing myself. My mental wellbeing. My happiness.”

Sasuke slowly scrolled through the messages seeing the desperation yet high regard that Naruto held for you, even through the screen.

“And?” Sasuke pressed.

“-And…even though I’m in no place to start a fresh relationship, I’ll be sure to take better care of your heart this go ‘round. You really do mean the world to me.” Your voice trembled as the sweet words spilled from your lips. You were terrified and holding your breath awaiting Sasuke’s response.

Sasuke swiftly perked up - the smallest smile crept onto his lips. The Uchiha turned to face you, now staring at you much softer than before. It was as if something you said had broken the wall he immediately put back up after last night.

Sasuke, momentarily staying quiet - raised his middle finger and index finger together giving you a gentle poke on the forehead, a small smile still plastered across his face.

“I’ll take it.” The Uchiha replied. The corners of his lips raised much higher than you’d seen in a long time. You had truly missed his smile. Despite him being rough around the edges and a little blunt - he was truly what you’d needed all along.

After a night of arguing with your ex, trapping you in your own personal hell - you showed up at his doorstep completely unannounced. Since then, it’s been reconfirmed that Sasuke Uchiha indeed comforted you in ways many others could not.

#sasuke smut #sasuke x reader #sasuke fluff #sasuke angst #Naruto Uzumaki #sasuke one shot #sasuke uchiha x reader #dedicated to my baby jordyn-degas

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kingluffy5 · 5 months

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You do Howl’s Moving Castle, right?

Can you do a Prince Justin (turnip’s true human name) x reader fluff? In his human form of course.

Hell yeah my first request, let’s do this, I will take a few creative liberties with this and I hope you enjoy

Warning: mentions of bombing and war, I know this is a touchy subject for everyone now with Ukraine and Russia and Palestine and Israel so if you have any problems with it I don’t want to upset you, I respect the topics as much as I can but Howl’s Moving Castle is a story that tackles it directly, if it will trigger you please don’t read.

Prince Justin a.k.a. Turnip Head x Reader

Reader P.O.V.

I’ve been traveling with Howl for a while now but in just a few months everything changed so much, an old lady named Sophie came to start cleaning saying Calcifer hired her. Then a cursed scarecrow she named Turnip Head started showing up around the castle, he liked hanging around me. Howl’s hair changed back to it’s blue after Sophie messed with his potions and elixirs. Then the Witch of the waste, who is looking really bad all of a sudden, and Madame Solomon’s dog started living in the castle. Then we moved, despite looking still looking older Sophie started looking younger and younger.

The war was still going on and after moving us Howl started appearing less around.

That leads us to tonight, we were all inside, me, Sophie, Calcifer who was looking worse for the wear, the Witch of the Waste, Solomon’s dog Heen, and Markl. Turnip was with the actual castle out in the wastes and Howl was fighting in the war.

He never picked a side in the war, he hated both sides, I agree with him, there are good and bad people on both sides of every war yet somehow innocent people always get caught in the crossfire.

The reason why tonight was so important was that this was the night that everything changed, it started with the war being brought right to our doorstep, we are in the townhouse in the city right now and bombs are being dropped across the city. Howl has come back to defend the house and everyone, but he looks worse than ever, while fighting he transforms into a bird monster and the more he does it the harder it is for him to turn back.

When Solomon’s monsters started appearing outside Sophie switched us to the castle. Everything started getting destroyed and it was pure pandemonium, most of the castle was gone and Sophie gave her braid to Calcifer to give him some extra power. We were almost able to reach Howl when the Witch of the Waste realized that Calcifer had Howl’s heart. She grabbed the heart and in extension Calcifer and was ignited into flames, Sophie grabbed some water to put her out but doused Calcifer as well.

When that happened the castle started to fall apart eventually all that’s left is a single platform that’s running quickly down the mountain.

After that happens Sofie and Heen fall down one side when the plateform starts to brake of the cliff while the rest of us stay at the peak.

Y/N(Sobbing): Sophie … Cal

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After what felt like hours of crying my eyes out alongside Markl I notice a shape flying towards us and I realize who it is.

Y/N: Guys it’s Howl and Sophie

Now what happens next is a little complicated so here is the simplified version, Cal is actually alive, Sophie puts him and the heart back inside of Howl, Howl comes back to life, Calcifer is free to do what he wants we nearly fall to our death when the plateform starts sliding very fans at down the hill, Turnip jumps in front to stop the platform but his pole snaps devasting me in the process as we have grown quite close despite his inability to speak. We land at the bottom Howl wakes up and Calcifer comes back, and Sophie, who is young again, and Howl kiss.

I am now holding Turnip in my lap.

Y/N: Turnip, thank you

I kiss his cheek as a good bye.

But all of a sudden he springs up and turns into a human. It turns out that he was the missing prince from the neighboring kingdom and that he was cursed and only a kiss from his true love could break it. That last part made me blush furiously.

Prince Justin/Turnip: I best be off now, it is time I put an end to this dumb war

Y/N: I agree your highness

Prince Justin/Turnip: And after that I will come back to be with you

Once again I blush.

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We had settled into a quiet and happy little life. We all lived in a flying castle in the sky. Howl and Sophie were at the front overlooking the city below, The witch of the waste was sitting in her chair, Cal was keeping the castle running, Markl and Heen were playing in the yard.

Meanwhile me and Prince Justin sit in the back as we pass the clouds and sit and enjoy life.

Prince Justin: You know if we get married you can become royalty

Y/N(Laughing): Royalty? Of what turnips?

Prince Justin: We could have our own castle someday, one that flies too

Y/N: That sounds nice, just the two of us, starting our own family, as much as I love this one we really should start on our own soon

Prince Justin: Yeah but not for a little while

Y/N: Yeah in a little bit

The End

#howls moving castle #turnip head #character x reader #character x you #character x y/n #turnip head x reader

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nesssblog · 2 years

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"Why did I click that link?!" (Yandere Ghibli x Reader)

𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

"I should really do my schoolwork. But I suppose one movie wouldn't hurt." Y/N yawned as they grabbed the remote, paying no mind to the ever-growing notifications of the deadlines for their schoolworks blaring on their laptop.

'I'll do it, tomorrow. In the morning...' They groaned, It was pretty late at night, so they needed a break.

Scrolling through Netflix' assortment of movies, they noticed that their favorite Ghibli Movie was no longer available in Netflix, to their dismay. They sighed, and thought of another way to watch it. An idea popped up in their head, albeit not a smart one. "Guess it's time to use those sketchy websites F/N suggested..." They groaned, reaching out for their laptop with the little energy they have left.

They scrolled through the various links in Google, most of them had a purple hue, due to Y/N's past habits with watching with those sites. They knew very well that although they had the movie they were looking for, they would be bombarded with pop-ups and weird ads in their face. Plus, The last site gave Y/N's laptop a really bad virus, so that was a no for them.

They eventually chose a site that seemed safe, and searched for their desired movie. Luckily for them, it was available. They muttered out a small 'yes!' in excitement, and clicked the movie. Surprisingly, It started a few seconds after clicking, no weird ads, no buffers, and no random singles in your area. Y/N started to watch the movie with a contented smile.

While watching the movie, Y/N felt off. Normally, they would have focused on the movie, but they felt like something was wrong. This lingering aura surrounded them, leaving a sour taste in their mouth. They brushed it off, and kept their eyes on the film.

Their eyes drooped, and they started to feel light-headed. Is this their body's way of saying 'GO TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW YOU LITTLE-' or was it something more sinister? As the movie went on, the tiring feeling slowly consumed them bit by bit, until they fell asleep on the table. With the movie still playing, the laptop gave out sparks, and turned off by itself. A shadowy figure grinned at them, and closed the laptop. A bright blue mist covered the figure and Y/N, and they were gone in a flash. Leaving only their laptop and unfinished schoolworks behind.

̸̩̺̔͊̔͒̉̐Ỳ̷̨͔͚͇͉͈̟̥̝͒̈́͌͌a̷̛͇̱̎̔̿͘̚͘n̴̢͉̭̰̉́͊͘͝͠d̴̲̠̜̮̝͌̀̏̋̈e̶̲̺̪͗̋̽̏͛̂͌̃ṙ̵̹͈̲͔̭̩̭̤̪̣͌̽͗̐͆͒̑̓ę̷̖͓̫̜͉̠͙͂̐͜ͅş̶̼̙̟̫̙̱͇̞͋ ̸̨͇̳͉̦̭͗̓̌̏̏͂͝͝͝!̷̪̙́̓͑͋͠

(well, some of them-)

Howl Jenkins Pendragon

"Careful. Haven't you heard the rumors about me?"

"I'm just keeping you out of harm's way. Isn't that what lovers do?"

Prince Justin

"Ah, hello! Are you one of Howl's companions?"

"He already has Sophie, now it's my time to take your heart."

Haku

"You shouldn't be here. It's too dangerous."

"No spirit will ever separate us apart. I'll make sure of it.."

Lin

"Wait, you're that human who came out of nowhere!"

"Say, you're not bad. For a human, I guess."

Ashitaka

"You want to come with me? No. It's too risky for you."

"You should've stayed at the village."

San

"Intruder! Are you affiliated with that evil woman?"

"You shouldn't leave, stay with me."

Lady Eboshi

" Are you acquainted with that wolf girl, perhaps?"

"Whoever stands in my way for your love, shall be eliminated. I assure you."

Kaguya-hime (platonic)

"You're just like me. You're not from here, are you?"

"I must take you to the moon with me, If it means keeping you safe from them. Forever."

Sutemaru

"Little Bamboo's friend, right? Nice to meet you."

"It's a blessing for me to have met you, now we can leave this all behind!"

Prince Ishitsukuri

"You're saying that Princess Kaguya chose a peasant like you, over me?"

"I will worship the ground you walk on, and I humbly request you to be my partner for evermore."

Middle Counselor Isonokami

"What did Princess Kaguya see in you?"

"No treasure measures how much my heart longs for you."

The Mandrake

"You're not her, and you never will be."

"......."

And we welcome you, dear reader, to the beautiful world of Studio Ghibli!

(i dunno if this'll ever have a chapter 1, but comment below which movie you want Y/N to port to first lmao)

#my writing #yandere x reader #yandere ghibli #im so sorry for this #sorry for ruining the tags

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fandom-freak-123 · 8 hours

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Welcome to my Masterlist! In all honesty I do hope this helps people find stuff but here you go:

WELCOME HOME

EVERYONE

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/730106094308999168/can-i-claim-anon-also-can-we-get-reader

(Romantic/Platonic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/724897298308562944/can-you-please-do-how-the-welcome-home-characters

(Romantic/Platonic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/713651550166368256/how-i-think-different-welcome-home-characters

(Romantic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/713708383790858240/how-different-welcome-home-characters-would-react

(Romantic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/723852803656777728/if-you-are-ok-with-it-can-we-get-the-welcome-home

(Romantic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/749007645564977152/if-i-could-get-a-request-in-the-idea-is-reader

(Romantic/Platonic)

WALLY

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/725308851188023296/hey-so-after-the-confession-was-done-can-you-give

(Romantic)

HOWDY

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/714863677342466049/pleaase-im-beeggiing-for-howdy-nd-eddie-rom

(Romantic/Platonic)

BARNABY

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/725308851188023296/hey-so-after-the-confession-was-done-can-you-give

(Romantic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/721570928212967424/please-barnaby-headcannons-ill-dictate-my-will-to

(Romantic/Platonic)

FRANK

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/744123868864790528/could-we-get-franks-reaction-when-the-readers

(Platonic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/725308851188023296/hey-so-after-the-confession-was-done-can-you-give

(Romantic)

EDDIE

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/714690228300955648/can-u-write-some-romantic-eddie-headcanons

(Romantic)

•https://www.tumblr.com/fandom-freak-123/714863677342466049/pleaase-im-beeggiing-for-howdy-nd-eddie-rom

(Platonic)

JONSEY