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gatitties · 1 year
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Hi! I wanted to ask if you’d consider doing a continuation of “Not in my world” specifically with the kid pirates?
─Kid Pirates x isekaed!student!reader
─Summary: one of many battles where you didn't want to get involved but end up saving the day
─Warnings: none
Part one / Part two
Yeah maybe I have something more for them (it's not because they're my favorite crew… no 😶)
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You sighed letting your body settle into the chair, letting the warm rays of the sun give your skin a satisfying tingle, if you ignored the constant threats to your life and a whole ship full of sweaty men of dubious hygiene, you could have this like a vacation in the Caribbean, you know, a post-graduation vacation.
Only you didn't finish your studies and the only thing that seemed like a vacation was that you didn't have homework, exams or schedules to keep an eye on. The rest was just stressful, but at least you had a lot of control with this type of situation, something useful you had learned in all your years as a student and that is to manage and cope with anxiety attacks, a bit sad though.
"We are under attack!"
You closed your eyes biting your inner cheek, the worst thing about being here is that Kid seemed to pick a fight with every pirate he saw, resulting in many attacks towards them, and inevitably towards you, you were a bit calmer since you started training in self defense but that wouldn't make you go on the attack.
"Are you going inside?"
"No, I just go to the bathroom and right away I'll smash someone's head, yeah, of course I'll go inside."
Killer shrugged, you were always hiding inside so he didn't really care about that, neither did the others as they seemed much more focused on the fight, however you would always get a disappointed look from the captain, did you care? No, your life was not made for fighting and if you could avoid it you would.
You spent most of it inside the doctor's room where you thought you would be safe because no one would think to hide any kind of loot here, unluckily one of the enemies was looking for some medical supplies to heal.
You just remained silent looking at each other, you took advantage of the moment of strange silence to grab a chair and throw it at his legs, unfortunately he kicked it to pieces, but you managed to move in time to dodge the sword that flew towards your shoulder.
You muttered a lot of curses while dodging every possible blow, you got a few cuts but nothing that could kill you, you decided to go outside as it would probably be easier to lose that guy in a crowd, even if it meant going headlong into the lion's den.
Luckily your lack of presence did the job on its own and the guy who started attacking you inside got lost in another battle on his way outside, you sighed in relief, standing on the sidelines as you watched everyone beat each other to near death. You shuddered at the sight of so much violence that you never seemed to adjust to.
A little problem about you in this world is that the whole thing about devil fruits and powers had you fascinated, you could see anyone using their power and your brain would just go off, just looking at how surreal it looks, which happened to you right now as you watched Kid play with metal in the air like it was nothing.
"Watch your surroundings! You can't get distracted in the middle of a battlefield."
Wire used his trident to parry a stray arrow heading straight for your head, you sweated nervously at this, giving the tall man a tight smile who sighed in relief that he had arrived on time. Even though the main four had an eye on you ever since you came dodging that guy, they eventually got used to your weird (for them) pacifist behavior and appreciated the help you sometimes gave them.
"At this pace of life I'm going to go bald…"
You muttered biting your nails, impatient for all this altercation to end once and for all, it was taking longer than usual to finish off those pirates, apparently the enemy's cannons were the biggest problem that no one seemed to be able to take care of.
"Damn… I always have to find the solutions myself."
You ran dodging most of them, reaching the ropes that joined both boats to go towards the opposite, Heat seemed to notice your actions and helped you by removing some men that you couldn't shoot down, the other boat was practically deserted, only the gunners firing, luckily too focused on their task that you were able to knock them unconscious with a blow to the neck.
You had never seen much less work with cannons in your old life but… if before most of the things you touched broke you just have to use your power of stupidity to break this, not even two minutes later you were just trying to understand how turning it on because it didn't have a fuse and you accidentally broke them, job done successfully, being a walking disaster was your greatest achievement in life, at least being clumsy helped you.
The problem was that when you wanted to go back all the enemies seemed defeated and of course going back to their ship to run away after the beating, the ropes were cut and they cornered you on the edge of the rail, your best option would be to jump, maybe with some luckily no sea monster would be found around here although with some corpses and blood in the sea… you weren't so sure.
"Do you trust me?!"
You didn't need to turn your head to know whose voice it was, Kid yelled from afar, without being able to see him you knew he was enjoying your internal struggle about what the hell to do when you seemed to be between a rock and a hard place, you swallowed, breathed deep, you took a step back climbing on the rail and before any of that crew could touch you a single hair your body plunged into the ocean in a dizzying way, if it were another less stressful situation, maybe you would have enjoyed the feeling, but not now that your heart was in your throat.
After your leap of faith (little though it was) you felt a tug at your waist, your body began to move towards Kid's outstretched hand, you quickly connected the dots and understood why they were so insistent that you wear the metal belt you wear now.
"Looks like we're going to have a big celebration today, don't you think?"
Kid released you once he was able to grab you in his arms, smiling cheekily to see how you were completely disheveled, with a completely exhausted look, you gave him the middle finger, getting out of there to your makeshift room, but not before answering him.
"Fuck off, I need a vacation from my vacation to get over this trauma."
"You're just being dramatic."
"Yeah… whatever, don't talk to me for a week, I need peace of mind and a lot of incense."
Killer chuckled quietly as he watched you slam the door shut, the others seemed just as amused by your attitude, deciding to leave you alone as they toasted to you for not chickening out and helping for once in one of their battles, you just hope they don't think that this will happen more often.
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dreamlandcreations · 8 months
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Imagine Jordan being too insecure to ask you out but not for the usual reason...
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Imagine Jordan being too insecure to ask you out but not for the usual reason. Because it's usually the turning into a girl part that people can't deal with. That, shouldn't be an issue since he knows your dating history clearly indicates you like girls, but that's also the problem, as far as they know, you've never been interested in a guy before.
Jordan thinks you wouldn't like the other part of them. So, while it's essentially the same dilemma, it's kinda new too.
Naturally, Jordan manages to fuck up the moment when he bails on you after kissing you and now you are avoiding each other...
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decadentworld · 5 months
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Umm it’s kind of a travesty that I don’t have a hot nerdy guy who’s secretly a bit of a slut on my lap right now tbh.
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Yandere! Adventurer x Fem! Reader HCs
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- OKAY, SO THIS IDEA CAME TO ME DURING A CREATIVE WRITING CLASS SINCE WE'RE WATCHING INDIANNA JONES BUT IMAGINE SOMEONE LIKE THAT BEING A YANDERE?? LIKE, SOMEONE KINDA BASED OFF OF HIM.
- Yandere Adventurer is someone who knows how to do very thorough research on anyone and any artifact in the world. Someone whose learned various different methods to subtly knock someone out, someone who has found even the most magical relics and prevented the wrong people from getting their hands on it.
- Yandere Adventurer is highly notorious in the rings of archeologists and historians but not in a good way. All of them sticking their nose up at him because of his "juvenile methods" and because he's so "young and impulsive". He knows they're just a bunch of uptight old men but it really gets him pressed when they talk shit behind his back after he went through all the trouble to bring them back a LONG LOST ARTIFACT.
- Yandere Adventurer who isn't really appreciated by anyone, all of them thinking he's just so arrogant upstart whose allowed to galavant all over the world whenever he wishes. Effortlessly fighting off armed men, beasts, and other threats. As if he hadn't sustained nearly serious injuries, as if he wasn't fighting for his life. But he won't tell them about that, they didn't deserve to know that. They could talk all they wanted too for all he cares.
- Yandere Adventurer who nearly thinks about giving up. No one respects him, no one appreciates the thing he does for the sake of preserving the past, and no one can get passed the glamour of his lifestyle to see he faces actual danger everyday. That is, until, he met you.
Maybe you're a museum curator, maybe you're a new historian who started working at the same university as him, or maybe you're just a big fan. Either way, you both meet at a grand opening to display his most recent adventure and you just had been working ALL night to try and talk to him but you were too shy, favoring to just look at the giant bone display of an undiscovered dinosaur species and feeling small. What on earth were you thinking? You couldn't possibly have anything interesting to say to a person like him, you were ridiculous for thinking you could approach him.
- Yandere Adventurer who has a strained smile as the owner of the museum, aka the person who simply owns the building, takes great pride on having such a ground breaking discovery in his museum and not even crediting the Adventurer who STOOD RIGHT NEXT TO HIM. However, he was too tired by the uncomfy suit to say anything so he just rolls his eyes and downs his glass of wine before looking over at the dinosaur display. His eyes landing on you immediately.
- Yandere Adventurer who does have a bit of a reputation of being a flirt, charming women no matter where he went. Hopefully talking to a pretty thing like you would get his mind off of his exaughstion and near burn out. So he just walks next to you, you didn't even notice until he spoke up.
"Quite the specimen, ain't he? Won't believe how many black market dealers were after this thing."
"O-Oh, it's you!"
- Yandere Adventurer who smiles softly as you try to stammer and introduce yourself. You tell him how you absolutely loved his work and his dedication and how you were a big fan. His heart leaps in his chest in a way no other woman has done before but he brushes it aside. Of course you know who he is, everyone knows who he is, he's just lucky that you're not one of those people who act like they can do his job.
"Sure is, darlin'." He says suavely before kissing your hand. You're very clearly flustered as your eyes can no longer make eye contact with his and you give him a shy smile.
Fuck, you're cute.
"And may I get to know yer name, ma'am?" He asked politely, his hand still still holding yours.
"(Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n)." You say timidly.
- Yandere Adventurer who spends the entire night regaling you with his stories. His hand somehow made its way to your waist and you stare at him with such adoration in your eyes with each exciting detail. Not to mention when he mentioned any parts of him getting hurt on these adventures, you'd show some kind of concern for him.
"Ah, it happened a while ago. M'all better now~" He snickered. Your brows furrowed, concerned, as you tell him: "But it must've been so scary to deal with by yourself. Don't get me wrong, it was very brave of you, but I also can't help but feel concerned.
- Yandere Adventurer who starts to think that maybe he won't stop adventuring yet when you exchange numbers after talking and it soon gets late. He offers to walk you to your car and as he watches you leave, he feels like you took a part of him with you. Of course, he wasn't one who thought too much about love at first sight. It didn't exist. His past lovers are a testament to that but even when driving home, you're still on his man. After he showers off the gross smell of rich old people, your smile still plagues his mind and the last thing he thinks about is your face as he goes to sleep.
- Yandere Adventurer who sees that you've been transferred to a position or job that is coincidentally right near him. If he didn't know any better, he'd say it was fate, but he knew such a thing didn't exist. He isn't complaining though, he loves about around you. Despite not having a super cool job like his, you always seem ready to brighten up his day. Making a habit to chat with him in the morning and, once you figured out how he liked it, bringing him coffee since you knew he had a tendency to pull all nighters to find leads on a new relic.
- Yandere Adventure who grows closer to you. Both of ranting about the men who are as old as the fossils in the archive, snickering to each other like little kids when one of them scolds you two for not being more formal with each other, and just opening up with conversation. You actually make him look forward to working. Usually most of the day, he'd be praying and hoping someone needed his assistance finding something or another hitman attack that'd send him around the world, but now his eyes eagerly flick to the door. Waiting for when you walked in to start your shift.
- Yandere Adventurer who goes on another adventure, not as long as his other ones, but during the entire time he can't stop thinking about you. Man, he can imagine how excited you'd get over the architecture. How you'd be so enchanted by the various different foods and eat yourself silly. How you would be infodumping random information about the region, the people, the culture, the clothing- anything. Honestly...maybe he should bring you back a souvenir or something. It's hard choosing one since he can't really find anything that would fit you. Like yeah maybe you'd find the bobble head cute but he wants to get you something a bit...more. Like, I don't know, maybe a necklace worn by a royal princess that was in an old jewlery box he discovered along with a lot of other hidden treasure.
- Yandere Adventurer who comes back, eager to show you his gift when he goes back to the University the next day, only to see that you were waiting for him at the airport. His heart stops when you make eye contact. Why were you here? More importantly, why did he feel so goddamn happy that you were? At least until your face contorts into one of annoyance and he knows he's in trouble.
"I understand what you do but I thought we were friends!" You scold, "Do you know how worried sick I was when you didn't show up for four days!? Then one of those uptight archivists told me you were halfway around the world!? Without giving me a heads up or saying: "bye!?"
Ah, thats right. He left without saying bye...
"Aw, shucks, m'sorry, darlin'" He frowned, his southern drawl becoming sad and dejected. You were gonna continue to pout until he gave you a sheepish smile, "I guess I just never had anyone care enough about me to give 'em a heads up."
Your angry expressions turns into a shocked one and soon, you can't find it in yourself to be angry anymore.
"O-Oh, then...I guess I understand. I'm sorry...But don't you dare ever do that again, okay!?"
"S'a deal, (Y/n)...Oh, by the way, I got ya something!
- Yandere Adventurer who never asked to keep any portion of the relics he brought back but he made an exception for you and it was so worth it to see your face. The way it lit up as he put the necklace around you and you checked yourself in the mirror, fawning over it. When he says you can keep it, you grow timid. After all, should you really keep it? It is a historical artifact! But he insists. Telling you that: "Pretty ladies should have pretty things." like the flirty friend he is.
- Yandere Adventurer who is no longer easily tricked by femme fatales or women who flirted with him because they just weren't you. He used to love the thrill but it was nothing compared to the feeling of his hand touching yours when you both went to grab a history book or when you had eaten so much at his house that you fell asleep on his couch and he got admire your cute little face and make you breakfast.
- Yandere Adventurer who begins to write letters and send messages and call you during his trip sometimes and who doesn't hesitaite to answer when you call him. He could literally be in South America jumping across snapping crocodiles to get across the river when he hears his phone ring.
"(Y/n)!! Huh? Aw, don't worry you didn't catch me at a bad time!"
*Croc nearly bites his leg off*
- Yandere Adventure when he's excited to come home, his newest prize now in his hands. He's exuaghsted and tired but is so excited when he hears from a hotel staff that someone had sent him a letter. He doesn't snatch it fast enough as he runs into his hotel room and rip it open, his smile bright but soon fading as he reads the letter. Don't get him wrong, he loves hearing from you and he was happy to know you were getting a promotion. However, he wasn't happy when he read a certain part of your letter.
"The university hired someone to help me whenever you're gone so you don't have to worry about dumping the workload on me anymore. I actually think you guys would get along really well together, he's just as much of a fan of you as I am and he's so excited to meet you when you come back!"
- Yandere Adventurer who has to reread the letter to make sure he read it right. Beg his pardon but HE!? WHEN DID THE UNIVERSITY SUDDENLY NEED SOMEONE TO HELP YOU? THEY BARELY CARED WHEN HE TOOK OFF FOR A FEW MONTHS AS LONG AS HE GOT MUSEUMS TO FUND THEM. WHERE WAS THIS WORKLOAD AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHY WASN'T HE NOTIFIED!? Until he looked at his notifications on his phone, which didn't get the best wifi or data in the heart of a lost forest and saw that he was, in fact, notified about the new guy. Ah...
- Yandere Adventurer who packs his stuff then and there, he's going home as soon as possible. When someone is concerned and tells him he should rest, he assured them that he's fine. Absolutely fine! Everything is fine! In fact, he's fine enough to go home, back to where you are! Fine enough to excite you with his newest gift, which he'll make sure to give in front of the new guy so they know EXACTLY whose the more impressive man, and fine enough to strangle the mystery bastard who snuck in while he was gone!
- Yandere Adventurer who shows up at his usual early time at work to get things prepared and situated. However when he walks in, he sees a stranger organizing the papers and archives and his mouth just grows into a frown. So this was the new guy? Bet he couldn't even stop multiple Japanese Triad members armed with katannas. The new guy lights up when he sees him and immediately gets excited and maybe Adventurer would've been flattered, if it didn't feel like that prick was mocking him. Talking nonsense about how he made sure everything was organized everything while he was away and how you were a good guide. OF COURSE YOU WERE, you were good at a lot of things.
- Yandere Adventurer who finds himself acting like his Aunt Darlene whenever she got jealous, putting on a fake venomous smile and using that southern charm to cover up her passive-agressiveness. The new guy either is ignoring it or too star struck by Adventurer to care, which really annoys him. His hatred only grows when you finally come in at your normal time, two coffees in your hand.
"YOU'RE BACK!" You cheered.
Adventurer's smile grew, more genuine and softer. You hand one of the coffees over to the new guy and then go to hug him.
"I'm so glad you're here! You're so early, though! If I had known you were coming back today, I would've gotten you one too!"
Adventurer hugs you, a bit tighter than usual but you don't notice. The new guy, however, notices the way that the Adventurer is giving him such a brutal death glare.
"Ain't nuthin' to worry about, sweetheart."
- Yandere Adventurer who hates seeing you both have inside jokes. Who hates the way you treat the intruder so gently when he can't do his job right. Who hates it that whenever he tries to give his gift to you, the new guy immediately can recognize the ancient carvings on the gift and starts info dumping about its history, your eyes now looking at him with intruige while Adventurer just briefly scrunches his nose. He already knew that stuff, he was going to tell you about it, so why did that disgusting worm steal his thunder!?
- Yandere Adventurer who starts comparing himself to this guy. This guy can't ever measure up to Adventurer. Not when he's fought warriors that came back from the dead, escaped ancient death mazes hidden inside temples, been hunted down by various crime syndicates, so why...why is he so jealous of this guy? This awkward, ordinary guy. Was it because of you? Well, he knew he liked you a bit more than a friend and he knew that you had a thing for him...but what if you wanted someone who wasn't always half way across the world? Someone who wouldn't worry you about being in life threatening danger.
- As far Adventurer sees it, he has three options:
1. Be straight up and tell you about his feelings and then work out your relationship from there because he's willing to compromise.
2. Invite you with him on his next adventure while somehow keeping you safe. who knows, you guys might have to share a tent
3. Get rid of the new guy.
- Yandere Adventurer who decides to try and text you to meet up but you apologized since you had to help the new guy reorganize everything because he messed up. Adventurer them shoots a text saying he'll come over and help and grabs his keys, a dark glint in his eyes.
- Nevermind, he only had two options because he was getting rid of that man one way or another.
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rainebelowzero · 8 months
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hiii again 🦈💙 saw that you need a request so here am i with a request (˶ー̀֊ー́ ) could you do Kurt Kunkle x male reader where m/n fingering Kurt as m/n doing his works and Kurt keep begging m/n to cum but m/n told him to not cum yet. the rest of this story, you can just play with it or you just finish it here lolololol ʅ(๑ ᷄ω ᷅ )ʃ
sorry if there's some words that i spell is uncorrect !1!1!1! anyways have a good day/night!! love you🦈💙.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ
-anon🦈
I kinda did one similar to this already, but I love writing about stuff like this so I'm gonna do it again, I AM SOOOO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG 😭😭 this is a little short and it might be kinda rushed
also thanks! 😁
cws: edging, fingering, the reader trying to multitask (I could never)
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You were originally working on some extra stuff your boss wanted you to do, but Kurt dropped in after he was done streaming (which you begged him to do in the other room because he was being super loud).
He could only sit still for about half an hour before he turned his attention from his phone to you. You could feel his gaze on your back, and you turned around. Seeing the look on his face, you knew you weren't going to get anything done.
He squirms, now on your lap with your fingers buried inside of him. It's difficult to do your work with one hand, but you've always been a decent multitasker. Your hand focused on Kurt moves slowly as he keeps his face buried in your neck. He groans, and you can feel him clench around your fingers.
He rocks back and forth on your lap, trying to get you as deep as possible inside of him. Lube drips down your hand and you curl your fingers inside him. He starts to move faster, and you pull your fingers out just before he cums, earning a disappointed huff. He knows exactly what you're doing, and he gives in immediately.
"Please…please let me cum. I'm so close.." He pleads quietly.
"Just let me finish this work and then you can cum, okay?" You respond.
He nods, and when you slip your fingers back into him, not moving while you finish up the last few things you have left. You occasionally thrust your fingers into him, making him let out short, breathy moans. His hips start to rock against you just as you finish working, so you place your other hand on him, guiding his hips as you move your fingers faster inside him.
"Fuck..fuck-" He groans.
Kurt whimpers, his eyes squeeze shut and his cock twitches, cumming against the two of your clothes. His thighs squeeze against your legs before going limp, breathing heavily.
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fadingplaidlibrary · 9 days
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alrighty then if nsfw requests are open still may i suggest a (sub)male!farmer with the wizard? i am so normal about him i prommy (lying)
hellooooo my darling anon, you know i gotchu ;) here you go, hope you like itttt! <33
nsfw SMUT SMUT SMUT below the cut, minors DNI. wizard (rasmodius) x (sub)male!farmer reader. word count: 987. sex dreams, nudity. wizard is dominant but not mean, lots of teasing, uhhh. oral sex/foreplay, bodily fluids, dom/sub dynamic. farmer's pov. one-sided crush/fantasy, hint of reciprocated feelings but not explicitly stated or resolved either lmao my bad. it's smut, y'all, idk what else to say. i do not consent for my work to be uploaded elsewhere. no beta, we die like men. lmk if i need to add any other warnings. enjoy ;p
sweet dreams 🔮
you’d never admit it out loud, but you do get lonely in that old farmhouse at night. there are plenty of attractive locals, but none that quite keep your attention. certainly none that end up in your bed. and the one man who does have your interest doesn’t seem to reciprocate it
rasmodius. the name lingers at the back of your mind constantly, teasing you. m. rasmodius with his low, serious voice. m. rasmodius and the way his long lashes frame his eyes. m. rasmodius who always inspects your gifts to him so thoughtfully…
around town, you have a certain reputation. you’re mr. fix-it, mr. do-it-all, you’re the quiet but friendly farmer-miner-fisherman who keeps his head down and does his work well. you’re The Good Farmer — by day. but at night, when the world is quiet and your mind can wander, your thoughts drift to the wizard, the one man in town who brings out your desperate craving for a firm hand
you’re in bed alone again. even with a window open and the ceiling fan spinning, it’s too hot for pajamas, so you’re splayed out on your stomach, naked, thinking of him. his long, graceful fingers, his full lips, the way his vibrant purple hair looks almost blue in the low light of his tower… the way his eyes inevitably drift to your boots then back up to your face whenever you cross paths, as if he’s sizing you up… but it’s too hot and you’re too tired to do anything about the familiar pressure building at the apex of your thighs. you’re asleep before you realize it
he’s in your dreams, too, and much closer than he ever is in the waking world. in your dream that night, you’re naked except for your briefs, down on your knees between his legs as he sits in a large armchair. there’s a thick cushion underneath you and your hands rest on your thighs, impatient but obedient. he’s slouching decadently with his head leaned back, one foot propped up on a low stool next to you. his robes have fallen open, and your mind’s eye drifts. from his adam’s apple to his chest, glistening with sweat under the warm candlelight, then down down down to where he strokes himself lazily with one hand. his bare thighs tremble on either side of you, and even through the haze of the dream you can feel your mouth water. he’s panting now, pre-cum leaking from the plush head of his thick, perfect dick as he presses his free hand to your cheek. you whine and lean into his touch, desperate for more but determined to please him, to behave for him… in your dreams he’s always in charge, always dominant, always toying with you, teasing and torturously slow. he cums when he pleases, you cum when he says so — and he hasn’t said so
“open,” he murmurs, pressing his thumb against your lower lip. you shiver under the weight of his stare, the gentle pressure of his thumb against your offered tongue. he rubs slow, small circles against it with one hand and against his sensitive slit with the other. “is this what you need?” he tilts your face up gently, wordlessly demanding eye contact. “is this,” he switches hands and the taste of his pre-cum blooms on your tongue, “what you’ve been craving?” your breathing is getting ragged now as you moan something that sounds like a ‘yes.’ you want to wrap your lips around his thumb and suck but you know better, you know to wait for a direct order. instead you wait, urgent and needy, your composure crumpling with each second that passes. his deep purple eyes are trained on you, pupils blown wide with lust as he bites down on his lower lip. “have you earned it?” he asks in a voice as low and menacing as distant thunder. he lowers his foot from the stool and places it on the floor beside you. he’s close enough that you can see his pulse throbbing in every perfect vein, even under the weak candlelight. the hand on your tongue slides around to grip the back of your head, and he asks again, “have. you. earned. it?” he punctuates each syllable by slowly sliding the head of his dick against your messy tongue. you nod again, whining, eyes watering, hands balled into trembling fists. you can feel the sticky mess growing in your briefs, staining them in a way you know he’ll take care of later. the warmth, the heft of him in your mouth nearly tips you over into your own orgasm. you squeeze your eyes shut, panting, trembling with the effort of holding back for him, being good for him, until…
you open your eyes again, and he’s gone. you’re wide awake in your lonely room, shivering, a familiar mess of cum smeared across your sweaty stomach. the crisp cotton sheets are overstimulating you now, the weight of your body a poor substitute for the man in your dream. you roll onto your back with a gasping groan that echoes into the dark bedroom. the night has grown cool, and the ceiling fan has brought the room down to a nearly-uncomfortable chill. goosebumps dance across your damp skin, first from the cold and then from the memories. your sex dreams have never been so vivid… then again you’ve never felt this way about any other man. you pull your covers up to your ears with a sigh
the sun will be up again soon. you’ll have to keep the taste of him, and all these delicious dreams, locked away in the darkest, quietest corner of your mind. you’ll pretend to feel normal about the wizard next time you cross paths with him. but for now, just for tonight, you let yourself doze off again, chasing your all-consuming violet-haired fantasy with both of your hands between your legs
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k4shibe · 1 year
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a wip i need to post because i’m probablt not gonna finish it
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summary, after leon finds out about your tramp stamp, he shamelessly fantasizes about the lewd tattoo
content, leon kennedy x gn reader. 18+!! no real smut, wip, sexual thoughts, takes place in re4, reader has a tramp stamp tattoo
note, im never gonna finish this but i feel like posting leon y2k inspired i should probably giveer leon a tramp stampb too
word count, idk but its pretty short 5 body texts.
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leon is anything but a pervert. although sexual thoughts would sometimes show up in that intelligent mind of his, they would be quickly ignored. In other words, he’s a respectful ladies man.
But that “persona” would be forgotten quickly as he found you, shaking with tears running down your face inside a tiny house that belonged to one of the many ganados in the infected town while searching for the presidents daughter, “baby eagle”.
Although he would be suspicious of you accompanying him you proved to him that you could survive, you obviously werent as skilled of a fighter as he was you could fend for yourself.
his fantasy begun from seeing you bend down over infront of him to look for spare ammo, although he tried not to look his eyes were captivated by a tribal tattoo, the “tramp stamp” just barely above your ass. the lewd tattoo slightly poking out of your low-rise jeans.
Leon was nowhere near the same man after the “incident”. For a while just looking into your eyes would replay the memory of the tattoo in his mind. A simple design on your body that you didn’t care much for was turning him on, he felt more than pathetic.
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writeshite · 2 months
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Ned Stark and Hightower!Reader: *on diplomatic visit to Dorne or something*
Oberyn: *eyeing them thoughtfully* "...you two are sleeping together, aren't you?"
Hightower!Reader: "Only when we're done having sex."
Ned: *chokes on water*
“Oh I like this you,” Oberyn laughed, “you’re funny,” he grunts, holding your hips in place so he can fuck you in tandem with Ned. “You’re cute, and gods, you make diplomatic visits more fun.”
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dervampireprince · 1 month
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ASMR | Fear and Hunger - Enki x Listener SFW Trying To Rest With The Dark Priest Enki
[M4A] [No horror from the game or description of those horrors in this audio] [Listener is in the dungeon with the characters] [Nightmare comfort but without the comfort because it's Enki] [Established that you've been travelling together for a while at least] [Flustering Enki] [Slightly implied romantic/sexual feelings]
If you aren't familiar with it, do not look up Fear and Hunger without reading it's trigger warning lists first, you can find them on doesthedogdie.
It's not like anyone can stop me from babygirl-ifying Enki. So yes the person who can't handle horror has gotten into Fear and Hunger by wanting background noise video essays on in the background while he draws and stumbling upon one Funger video essay and then watching like 5 more and then saying yes it's interesting but I'm not going to get properly into it and then oh no I drew fanart on stream and then oh no I've recorded an audio 3 days after discovering the games. This is just like with Astarion all oVER AGAIN WHY.
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geasthewritingrat · 2 years
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First “I love you”
Pairings; Dylan Lenivy x reader Gender neutral/male reader! Since Dylan is gay, any works involving him romantically will be more male reader oriented, but most of my content could also be read as gender neutral unless stated otherwise. I know nothing of summer camps. My only knowledge comes from American media, so anything that’s odd or not 100% accurate is something I threw in with blind panic.
You’re rambling, you know you are, but you just can’t seem to stop. Was it the excitement? The surprise? Who knows. Sharing a cabin with Dylan for the past month or so has allowed the two of you to become impossibly close, building a firm foundation of trust and joy that formed an official relationship after a few long nights filled with cheesy jokes and uncontrolled giggles. But there were still a few things you didn’t know about each other, a few grey areas left untouched. So, being as completely and utterly enamoured with you as he is, he asked for you to tell him about the thing - or things - you’re most passionate about.
And so you did.
Admittedly, there was a thick air of uncertainty and surprise when he’d first shown interest in your hobbies & knowledge, but after analysing his genuine smile (honestly, you just wanted to stare at his face for a few seconds longer, he’s gorgeous) and gentle encouragement, you decided to tell him about your most prized passion.
Now here you are, letting words tumble unceremoniously from your lips like a waterfall of enthusiasm, but the only thing Dylan can pay attention to is the light in your eyes, the way you beam in excitement when you remember something else to add to your never-ending sentence, the exaggerated movements of your expression and hands. He practically had hearts in his eyes as he rested his chin on his hand, not a single sentence floating from your lips leaving it’s impression in his mind.
You pause, briefly, eyes flicking up to meet his to gauge his interest. He stopped hearing your words long ago, too entranced in your joy to take in anything else, but he could still recognise that they’d stopped. Before he could stop them, the words spill from his lips in a breathless, content sigh,
“I love you.”
He doesn’t realise he’s said it aloud - those three words repeat so loudly in his head like a never-ending mantra that he truly thought he was still silently enjoying your presence - but you’ve been quiet far too long with wide eyes and breath caught in your throat. Taking his chin off of his hand, he scrambles to fix his words, though barely anything coherent leaves him.
In a way, this is perfectly on-brand for him. The heart eyes and goofy grin always present on his adorable face whenever you’re in view gave him away, but you truly weren’t expecting it to happen like this. Before he can bully himself into oblivion, you call his name to catch his attention, and the words he’d eagerly been anticipating this whole time presented themselves as a rush of pure happiness.
“I love you too.”
- Thank you for reading! This was my first work for Dylan (hopefully there’ll be many more to come) and I hope you enjoyed! As always I have been Geas and you, my friend, have been awesome, never forget that. Go out there with love in your heart and spread it to those around you, we all need a bit of help from time to time. -
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the-moon-files · 6 months
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Linked Universe - Masc!Reader Soulmate Quick Headcanons <3
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(^^ this is so cute i gotta find the anime its from)
Sun: Male/Masc Reader (he/him), Guide Reader :)
Stars: Wild (Breath of the Wild Link)
Planet: Headcanons/scenarios, kinda long sorry
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: Link possibly feeling comphet (compulsory heteronormative), the general angst of being the best friend love interest (ends well dw), Links missing you/being sad about it
& Trigger Warnings: Link crying. (Please comment if otherwise.)
Wild (BOTW Link)
Ok so we know he was stuck before the calamity following Zelda around
And while in game it seems like he's perfectly accepting of his role as her knight
And maybe could love her or grow to love her
I feel like after the Calamity, and after he meets you, its not possible anymore
It kinda feels like that same way ppl come to realize theyre lesbians??
Like he could've been straight and happy or content (not really, not fully, but in that way that gay women settle for staying with a man, he'd stay with Zelda maybe)
She used to be all he had left really, so maybe out of obligation he'd have stayed, but then he lost his memories.
And what was once a daily duty now became a woman he barely knew halfway across the kingdom, (who creepily randomly telepathically invaded his mind,,)
Link doesn't really realize how he feels until after traveling with you around the entirety of Hyrule, camping, fighting, cooking, eating etc. together, after becoming best friends with you,
Its like how a lesbian realizes they're lesbian bc they could never imagine themselves actually dating/married to a man, at least relying on him for the long term,
Then that sentiment comes in like "i just wish i could stay with my best (non-man) friend forever" kinda way
Like he definitely had the thought "this is so much easier, i wish we could be together forever" <3
So while "dating" you didn't necessarily occur to Link at first bc of heteronormative mindset/general mission of the Calamity Ganons
He quickly breaks out of that a couple months into the journey
Zelda at first may have been the quintessential "princess needing saving" but you were the "best friend love interest all along" type of energy you know?
So when at the end of you guys' journey, you feel the tug to leave, because the adventure's over.. you fully expect to see Zelda running into his arms or something, and turn away
You may be able to accept he loves women (tho how he looked at you and how comfortable he was touching you had you thinking possibly, maybe, hopefully otherwise)
But that doesn't mean you're going to sit here and watch it happen
(You know the games, the Legend of Zelda, this is how it always ends)
Instead, you feel lean but strong arms clamp around your torso
You're lifted up (even if you complain about how heavy you are, and he must be tired)
But Link is just smiling, and spins you around, Zelda is slack jawed in the background and then giggles??
Well, that's sweet, at least he remembered you were here instead of getting absorbed in her
Link practically whips you around, turning you in his arms
You stumble but he's too strong to let you falter in this position
He crushes you to his chest, a whispered "thank you" in your right ear, his breath is warm and ticklish
You awkwardly pat his back, "yeah, of course buddy, glad she's okay, and you're alright, you should get some rest. Oh, and you can have whatever I've got left in my iventory, since I won't be needing it anymore... you know I've gotta go soon."
You feel more see Link jump in shock, he grasps your shoulders (you didn't realize how hot his hands were until they were gone from your back)
You're worried he forgot about the whole "only here for adventures" Guide thing until painful understanding shows in his blue eyes
He immediately looks like the wind got knocked out of him
"Sorry Link, I wish I could stay to rebuild or explore Hyrule with you... but it's not my choice anymore."
You look apologetic but at least you know he won't be alone, that was your entire reason for being a Guide in the first place
But as you begin to fade (which, wow, Hylia really can't spare having you stick around for longer than a few minutes or seconds after Ganon's defeat??)
Link looks, panicked?
Like he's watching the Calamity happen all over again, but unlike in the game, he actually looks overwhelmed and freaked
His calloused hands attempt to grab you in various places, your arms, your waist, your shoulders, hands, just anything he can hold onto
But nothing works and you give him a sad smile, wishing him good luck with Zelda and the kingdom
And a reminder not to push himself too hard, bc you wont be there to stop him anymore
It's only just as the last of your vision fades (like a movie fading to black at the edges and closing in)
That you see him start to cry.
The first few months without you were hard, you had practically been the one constant in his life, afterall he couldn't remember much else so consistent before you
Sure, he had flickers of old memories, old friends, even of Zelda,
But they were special ones, specific moments, not having a routine every evening for who cooks dinner and who does dishes
No memory of someone helping him figure out how to dress himself, or how to shield surf down the best slopes
You were home, the very wilds he's grown to love and adore during his adventure, his house in Hateno was more like a inn he didn't pay for, rather than the warm fire you were sitting beside, lifting a blanket corner so he could curl up beside you
Zelda had understood, thankfully
She'd expected he would be different, memory loss can affect someone like that
But she'd said he seemed, better, lighter
Lighter than he ever was as a knight, even at the happiest she'd seen him
He'd helped some with the castle at first, but seeing how depressed he was, esp after she got other workers or Hylians to help, Zelda had sent him off
Under the flimsy excuse to go officially inform the rest of the kingdoms that she'd been freed and Ganon defeated
Link had unconciously returned to your favorite spots around Hyrule, and it had hurt in a different way to be around stables and have people ask where you were (you were more talkative than he was)
He'd started to avoid civilization unless absolutely necessary for supply runs, and he preferred to do so in disguise late at night..
So when Link's summoned on an adventure yet again to fight a threat so devastating it needs the previous incarnations of him...
He's actually looking forward to it.
Don't get him wrong, he wishes this weren't necessary to defeat the shadow, and he doesn't want anyone to get hurt, but if this is an adventure...
It means he might be able to see you again.
And he's willing to take on Ganon all over again, spend months at a time fighting and mowing down monsters, if it means you're allowed to be by his side once more
(He had tried praying to Hylia, which he didn't do much pre or post calamity usually, but for you he made an exception, and the blonde found that this was the one prayer that he could feel no divine eye turned on him for...? Her presence was practically gone when he prayed for you back)
But at least now, he realizes, he was right.
Thank goodness (not Hylia?) , he was right
Because Link could feel you,
As he'd learned towards the end of his journey, there was an innate 6th sense he had for feeling your presence, the closer you were, the more precise it was, even down to which way you were turned (all without him looking at you)
(He had ignored the strangely giddy feeling that bubbled up in his chest when Impa learned of this trick, and began to tell him, for the first time since his memories about it were gone, about soulmates)
Like familiar paths in Hyrule, he knew where a safe place to sleep was waiting,
You were waiting.
All he had to do was step through the portal, find his fellow heroes, and he knew, you would be there.
This accidentally posted 💀🥲
Welp, i was about ready to post it anyway, hope someone got a kick outta this,
Im slowly gonna add all the Links btw lol
Thanks for reading, hope u enjoyed! :)
Peace Out,
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i-drop-level-one-loot · 8 months
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Non binary reader here. I like ladies, more ladies please. I like dudes too but that's not important right now
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The ladies don't pull in the notes that the men do. I need to learn what it is that readers want from the gals, 'cuz I apparently don't know lmaooooo
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on-leatheredwings · 1 month
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lrb makes me think of many more fandom pet peeves, and a big one i encountered today is: m/m fanfic of two male charas but one is genderbent into a girl so they can be shipped without it being Big gay
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doublekanble · 3 months
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with that, my contribution to the wider fandom is completed. now back to regular alastor posting
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cisphobie · 2 years
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jfc y’all are dumb as shit
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indistinct-aurora · 19 days
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currently making my way through aco/tar and it is reminding me a lot of how a lot of shoujo manga are structured i.e. an orphaned girl (whether through oarents death or abandonment) through her pluck and outside the box thinking is able to make new friends, charm her love interest (usually some older guy, often a magical being), and accomplish things that are an allegory for coming of age. like I get that this series is basically straddling ya/na and so of course it would have some of these features, but it makes me wonder what the appeal of stories like this is to the average reader. I read them and think about growing up as a parentified child and spending my 20s estranged from my family members bc of this (as well as the other difficulties that come from having to process chronic trauma and trying to build a life for myself at the same time) and so the magic stuff aside these stories are often relatable (which is why they're such a guilty pleasure lol). However, it seems like the average reader is some 16-24 yo girl who's life is pretty standard, and so is it the escapism? Is it that the characters are going through something so difficult and still coming on top being inspiring? Is it wondering if they would be able to do the same if they were in that position? I get these stories aren't really meant to be relatable, but rather enjoyable, so I'd love to get into the minds of other people and understand why these often poorly written stories hold such mass appeal
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