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bones-of-a-rabbit · 8 months

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infodumps abt a new au idea (the demon-familiars au, or the un-familiars au)

TL,DR: Reader is a witch/wizard hired by a town to handle a poltergeist/demon problem (Vanny has a cult and is trying to summon demons lol), but they aren't very good at being a witch/wizard and after a bunch of 'throwing things at the wall to see if anything sticks' and absolutely nothing working, they, in a panic, kind of accidentally summon Sun and Moon, who are equally shocked to see them and after a bunch of staring at each other like ?????????? reader ropes Sun and Moon into helping them and hides them in plain sight as their 'familiars' until they've taken care of the demonic cult problem, promising to send them home as soon as things are ok again. PLOT TWIST THEY GET ATTACHED TO EACH OTHER AND KISS PROBABLY HAHAHAAAAAA

(the long initial ramblings/brainstorming i did w the space aces in discord is copy-pasted below, if anyone wants only vaguely coherent ideas n concepts abt this au and ur willing to torture urself, go nuts w it ig lol)

taken directly from the space aces discord, i present: the reason all of my aus are barely coherent and somehow overly thought through and barebones all at once, as shown by the following example (unfamiliars au edition)

weird silly demons/familiars Sun Moon au where Reader is a (less than talented) amateur witch/wizard trying to lie themselves into a position of relative security (bc theyve had to move three different times bc towns shun n drive away witches/wizards that proves to be unhelpful) and they werent actually trying to summon sun n moon so they end up getting them involved in their scheme but oops there is some kind of other demonic threat that is actually a big problem and oops oops now we have to seriously work together to not get killed by the other eviller demon or the cult summoning it while also fooling the townsfolk into thinking that u r competent and have everything under control

Sun and Moon, a couple of demons just chilling when suddenly summoned to the material world: what in the heck Reader, having just performed a spell/ritual they've never read the instructions for backwards and facing the wrong cardinal direction: SHUT UP AND PRETEND TO BE MY FAMILIAR FOR A MINUTE OR WE ARE BOTH GONNA GET KILLED, BURNING-ON-A-CROSS STYLE

hhhgj i just had. a rlly sappy idea for the 'familiars' part

basically like. witches n wizards naturally end up casting their own 'summoning' spell for their familiar at some point, most of th time when they are really starting to understand and control their magic? so to see a witch or wizard without one it's like 'wow they're a beginner' or 'something is wrong with them, why dont they have a familiar??'

so Reader asks Sun n Moon to pretend to be their familiars partly bc 'uh oh i summoned two whole entire demons without even meaning to i have to make this look intentional' and 'if i have a familiar the people will assume im a Real Witch/Wizard and respect me more'

and at one point when they r getting to be like, actual friends instead of 'weird roommates', Sun gets curious bc ofc he does

Sun: Soooo,, we're your pretend-familiars? Reader: Yea Sun: Sooooooooo,, do u not have a familiar? I've never heard of a wizard with no familiar Reader, visibly upset/disappointed (in themselves): Yeah, well, it turns out it's only the witches and wizards with actual skills that can summon familiars. So. Couldn't tell you if I've got one or not, I've never managed a proper summoning spell. Sun, foot in his mouth: oh,, Reader: Yep.

and then later. It turns out. There are ways to make a demon into a familiar! Turns out in the distant past some wizards used to make demons they frequently summoned for spell/magic services into familiars bc it was way easier than just doing the entire summoning ritual every single time

but at this point, Reader and Sun n Moon are close enough to be good friends, and Reader doesnt want to force that kind of permanent connection on them, they probably just want to go home, theyre probably sick of being here and being around u, and,,, u get the idea

and Sun n Moon dont wanna force that kind of permanent connection on YOU bc what if ur sick of them, or ur tired of feeding and housing them or putting up with their jokes n bickering, or maybe after everything u really dont want anything to do with demons!!!

so there's a lot of sad pining that none of them know abt

bc ofc they r all idiots in this au sorry thems the rules

and then at some point there is some big threat/place they have to go to, or maybe Reader gets injured in a fight, idk take ur pick, anyway in a heat of the moment panic Moon is like 'HEY U WANT US TO BE UR FAMILIARS RIGHT??' and reader like barely conscious is like 'w??? yea??????' thinkin he means the pretend thing theyve had going on

anyway spur of the moment/'im doing this to save ur life bc i love u' familiar binding spell/ritual performed BAM now ur stuck together

and when everything is calm again n the fighting is over reader looks at Moon and is like 'so ur like,, my actual familiar now,,' and Moon, sweating bullets, unsure if this is rlly what u wanted or if u went with it out of fear of dying, is like 'yyyyyyyyyes?'

and reader starts bawling their eyes out and kisses him bc this is like. th dream scenario to u

anyway reader n sun n moon are th worlds least likely wizard/familiars combo but somehow they r absolutely unstoppable together thank u for coming to my tedtalk

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poisonouswritings · 2 years

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OZZY.ozzzy Oh my FUCKING GOD.

BIKer sage and barista mc. The whole gang quickly become regulars at the cafe you work at. So one weekend when you're not on shift (sage can't come to see you at work and he's too shy to ask you to go out with him so far :( ), sage has a tattoo appointment. Let's be honest, he really wants you to think he's cool and like him cause he's already got a crush. Correction, he's head over heels. He's in love and he's nervous. And he's been waiting and saving up for a while to get these tattoos. Let's say they go from his back to his arms all the way, so it's gunna be approximately a 6-7 hour process. Maybe you complimented elowens tattoos and sage being sage, well... He's a little bitch so he's gunna try and one up her. He shows up on time (cause he's nervous and excited as hell even though it's not his first time getting tattoos) and the cutest person he's ever seen is sitting at the end of a chair putting on gloves and getting new needles out or whatever shit tattoo artist do to prep. But that's HIS CUTEST PERSON. Barista mc works part time as a tattoo artist. So now he's gunna have to sit shirtless in front of mc for a couple hours with them staring at him the whole time. Every time you accidently brush your hand against any part of him he jumps an entire feet in the air. Or maybe you compliment his previous tattoos or his hair or physique he's trying his best to sound coherent but damn how's he supposed to focus on anything when your faces are so close to eachother- Bonus points if he's getting a tattoo somewhere at his hips/thighs too so he has to kinda hold his jeans and boxers out of the way while you work and he's sweating and praying you don't notice or point out his AheM FAmiLiar ProbLeM. Also pain kink 👀. What if he accidently moans lmao.

-egg anon (dumb bitch anon)

Wait no Egg that's so fucking funny

GN!Reader, pretend I know about tattoos, slight NSFW towards the end but nothing too graphic, I think technically it's recommended he do it in segments so he's not sitting there for 6-7 hours with a bunch of raw skin but we're just gonna ignore that, vague mentions of getting drunk/alcohol mention

Sage, Lucan, and Balsam all walk in together,, because generally when one of the boys is getting a tat they all go because it's a long process,,,, but then they see that you're the artist and they just smile really sweetly, pat Sage on the head, and fucking leave him there to suffer because Hey 6-7 Hours of Alone Time That's Basically A Date!!

They text Tulsi and she just responds with 'lmao don't fuck it up'. Such a supportive sister.

It's funnier if you don't have tattoos because Sage will be so confused (he's bright red and fumbling at straws here) and you're just like 'You know getting inked isn't really a requirement, right?' 'I-I know that! I've just never seen it before.' 'Yeah we're the unicorns of the industry.'

Elowen actually did know - she found out when you guys were talking about her tattoos - she just didn't say anything. She thinks it's funny.

He shows you the design he wants and you response enthusiastically. Like 'oh that'll look really good on you!' and he's dead. Bonus points if he designed it himself and you praise him for it.

You have him on his stomach so you can start on his back,, he's your friend so you can be a little unprofessional,,, you gently pick up his braid and move it over his shoulder and your hand brushes slightly across his cheek and he melts,,,,

You can tell that he's a little nervous (whether or not you know why is up to you) so you rub his shoulder for a sec like 'remember that if you need a break or something you can just let me know :) I like spending time with you so I don't mind if the appointment goes a bit longer :)' and he just dies on the spot

You talk as you work except he's too flustered to really respond much so it turns into you telling stories, talking about things you like, or even singing a bit. He's melting at all of it.

Once you finish up with his back you have him take a quick break,, Doordash stuff from the café because you already know what he always orders,,,, he says he likes the coffee better when you make it.

Once the ink has had a chance to settle and the skin is no longer quite so raw you have him roll over so you can get to work on his shoulder and arm. His face is bright red and you ask if the heat is too high or something and grab him some water. He is dead. Again.

Oooh your face is so close,,, he was having a hard enough time holding it together when you were working on his back but now he can see the way your eyes shine when you're talking about something you like and the way your tongue pokes out when you're concentrating and the sweet grin you get when you finish a particularly tricky section,,,,, ooooh he's so in love with you it kinda hurts

Obviously you're gonna ask him why he decided to get inked - especially such a big piece - and literally the only thing he can get out is 'looks cool' because how is he supposed to say he's getting it so you'll think he's cool(er than Elowen)? He cannot. He would die. So.

You keep skimming your fingers over his arm/chest, kinda pre-tracing the designs on his skin so you can get a better idea of the sizing and whatever,,, he lets out this very soft lil whimper every time and prays you don't hear it over the music/machine.

He flinches a little sometimes and you always pause to make sure he's doing okay and that makes his chest feel all warm and fuzzy. One time he's been kinda wriggling around and jumping more than usual so you tell him to take a quick break and he tries to insist he's fine and you smile really sweetly at him and give his hand a lil squeeze and say something like 'you don't always have to be so tough, you can trust me to not tease you for it' and 'I know you say you're fine but I also know this isn't exactly the most pleasant feeling in the world so can you please take a sec to just breathe? For me?' and ohohohohoho he's a puddle

There's a particularly agitated patch of skin so you just blow on it a little to get it to cool down,, so your lips are really close to him,,, and then you look up at him and ask if that feels betters and Oh He's Having A Nosebleed

I don't think it's necessarily the pain that excites him (although it's certainly a factor, he's a bit of a masochist) so much as it is you being so close to him,, especially when you're sweet on him,,, he's trying so hard to hold his boxers/pants in a way so you won't notice his developing problem,, biting his lower lip so you won't hear his sighs/groans/etc.,,, He tries to say your name and it comes out as this breathy moan,,,,,, Your arm accidentally brushes against 'it' while you're repositioning and he jumps and starts apologizing and you just softly squeeze his knee and go like 'oh it's fine that happens a lot more often than you think. D'you wanna go use to the bathroom real quick?" And he's just Completely Deceased. Praying Lucan and Balsam don't find out about it but knowing they inevitably will somehow

Once he's finally done and wrapped up you ask him how he's feeling and he admits that it's really sore, maybe you can kiss it better ;) and you give him a light kiss on the cheek and he just >\\\\\\\\<

The boys come to pick him up,, he has all the bandages on so they can't see it yet but you took pictures (for your portfolio) and Hey Now You Have Topless Sage Pictures On Your Phone. That's Cool.

At this point your shift was over like 45 minutes ago and it's kinda late so Lucan and Bas ask you if you wanna grab dinner with them,, Sage can't decide whether he's gonna kill them or thank them endlessly because now you guys get to sit in the back of the car together (yes one of them,, probably Balsam,,, still has a car for practical/emergency reasons).

Apparently you're not supposed to drink for 48-72 hours after getting inked and normally Sage wouldn't listen to that but,, you're here so,,,, he kinda has to,,,,,,

Sorry I'm a big sucker for 'Person Gets Drunk And Other Person Who Is Head Over Heels In Love With Them Has To Babysit Them' so you guys get food and you get a little wasted and now Sage has to keep an eye on you. Tulsi and Elowen meet up with you guys and they're just grinning the whole time

You fall asleep on Sage's (non-tattooed) shoulder and yes his entire body kinda hurts right now but he has literally never felt so good before

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #sage lesath #sage lesath x reader #fictif sage #last legacy sage #cw alcohol mention #fren asks #egg anon #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

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destinysbounty · 2 years

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I like your Zane original programming theory you posted, yet by itself it doesn't explain why Zane's soul lingered when he was so ready and accepting of his death--you'd think he would move on! Personally I think it's because he was tied to an element--my theory is that elements cause souls to get stuck until they're passed on to a new master. Maybe it wasn't just obsession that put Morro in the Cursed Realm, and maybe he'll keep lingering until he passes his element to someone else...

Sorry for the delayed response! Theory-crafting is always a fun topic for me and I wanted to take my time with this post, but with the new semester starting this week I haven't had much time to sit down and give this topic its due process. But we're here now!

(To anyone curious, this is the post being referenced)

To start off, you're right! In the original post I do talk a lot about how it would be possible for a nindroid to linger after death, and not so much about the why. I admit, I had initially planned on addressing this as well, but every attempt to explain my thoughts on that felt too longwinded and ramble-y so I decided just to cut it out of the post altogether. So thank you for bringing it up and giving me the excuse to talk more about this!! That being said, this will be ramble-y bc I dont know how to articulate my thoughts on this in a coherent way, so buckle in.

In terms of why Zane's soul lingered/came back to life, I think there are three main possible theories to consider.

(Admittedly only the first theory is all that likely, but I'm emotionally attached to the other two and they also technically have a non-zero chance of being true so I'm gonna present them anyway. Let's just pretend I'm doing it to be thorough)

As you said, it's entirely possible that an individual's elemental power keeps them tethered to the realm of the living and won't let them go. This theory is very interesting from a worldbuilding standpoint, and it seems to have the most evidence to back it up, at least circumstantially. Not to mention that certain details throughout the series, as well as some comments from Tommy Andreasen, lowkey lead me to believe that elemental powers have some degree of sub-sentience to them. The thought of elemental powers refusing to let go of their masters is 👀 really interesting worldbuilding and I'd love to see where that goes. And it makes sense! It would explain why, even though Zane and Cryptor both died, Cryptor passed on to the afterlife while Zane didn't. Because Cryptor wasn't an elemental master, but Zane was. As well as explaining why the likes of Morro and Garmadon retained their elemental powers after death. The only things it doesn't explain are why Morro passed onto some form of afterlife while Zane didn't, and what mechanisms allowed the Overlord's spirit linger in a similar way despite not being an elemental master. Of course, the second one we can easily write off as the Overlord being like a manifestation of darkness and possibly an Oni, and therefore having some cosmic darkness powers that keep him around. And as for the first point about Morro, well, we don't know a lot about the Cursed Realm or even how the death/afterlife system works in this show. A comment from Wu in season 5 suggests that one enters the Cursed Realm by becoming cursed, but that in itself is a headache I'm not ready to unpack just yet. Anyway long story short, this theory makes a lot of sense and I think you're really on the money here!

One theory that answers the question of why Zane and the Overlord lingered in the same way, but people like Cryptor did not, is that perhaps it has something to do with Golden Power. Both were in direct contact with and overloaded with Golden Power, and got resurrected in a presumably similar fashion (from what we've seen anyway) - as opposed to Cryptor and Morro, who as far as we know both died but passed onto some form of afterlife. Any evidence to support this theory is purely circumstantial at the moment, but I'm also fond of how poetic it'd be. The same power Zane used to save his friends, the same power that killed him, is also the same power that won't let his soul pass on. He wrangled unfathomable, godly, golden strength to save the world, but at the cost of his own afterlife. He fought for his friends to find peace, but as a consequence he himself cannot find peace even in death. Can you imagine how unpleasant it must have been for him when the Golden Weapons came back in MotO? Like, even without the context of this theory. The last time he held Golden Power, it destroyed him. And now a Golden Weapon has been placed in his hands once more, and once more he has been tasked with using it to save the world. That's gotta mess you up. And it'd be even worse if the Golden Power is what kept his soul from passing on. Like, given his little dying-thoughts montage, we can tell he was ready to die, he was willing to pass on to the afterlife. He was at peace. But he didn't get that, because the world wasn't done with him. Because the Golden Power wouldn't let him go.

Maybe Zane didn't remain tethered to the realm of the living. Maybe he didn't linger at all. Maybe his soul did actually pass on - but he got pulled back. Maybe he met the FSM and had a similar encounter as Lloyd did in MotO, and was sent back down. I mean, if it's established that the FSM can talk to and resurrect people at his own will, then it's not outside the realm of possibility that he may have done the same to Zane. The biggest hole in this theory is that it's not as likely that Zane would've willingly gone back. On the one hand, Zane loves his friends and it's established that he's willing to sacrifice his own comfort for the sake of protecting others. So it's reasonable to assume that he would choose resurrection if given the opportunity. BUT...like you said, he was at peace with his death. He was happy. Content. Smiling at a life well lived. He had no intention of coming back. Not to mention that Zane doesn't strike me as the kind of person to rebuke the cycle of life - if it's his time to go, then it's his time to go, and he'd probably think it would be arrogant of him to claim an exception to a universal rule. His thinking being, what makes him better or more deserving of a second chance than others? So if he didn't want to come back, then what if the FSM brought him back without his consent? He wanted to stay dead, to be with his father, but the FSM was like 'lol nah' and then yeeted him back down to Ninjago. And yeah that's angsty, but I'd also like to consider the comedic potential of Zane just absolutely hating the FSM's guts because why won't god let him stay dead.

(I do have one more theory, but it involves major Crystalized spoilers so I won't share it. That being said, anyone who's seen episode 13 can probably guess where I'm going with this.)

So...yeah! You're probably right, and your theory makes a lot of sense, heck I even have a few WIPs where I explore that concept, but I just thought it'd be fun to explore all the other options for funsies as well.

Thanks for the ask! <3

#ninjago #ask #destiny post

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koko-bopp · 4 years

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Printing Room

jeong yuno x male!reader

word count - 1.9K

genre - SMUT, minor fluff

contents - semi-public sex? Mild exhibitionism, top-dom!Jaehyun, bottom!reader, fingering, overstimulation, praise and degrading, office sex. NO GENITALIA MENTIONS

synopsis - working in an office can be really annoying, desk jobs aren't exactly entertaining, But Jaehyun is definitely something you look forward to in your day.

“Hey, Jae,” You giggle, giving a greeting upon finding your work-colleauge also at the printing room, “Fancy seeing you here.”

It was close to midnight, and usually, you'd already be out the door by now; it was just Mark from finance, two security guards patrolling the floors and maybe the janitor in the building right now. The floor was dimmed since nobody was really here, it was just a few desk lamps, computer screens and the printing room light that were used for illumination at this time; maybe the city's lights can also be counted as a source.

It wasn't uncommon for Jaehyun to be working late, you'd bought takeaway-dinner a few times because the guy forgot to eat, but you didn't mind; he's hard-working and handsome.

Jae chuckled, "Hey, boss," opening the top of the photo-copying machine then flipping the paper over to get a print of the other side, pressing a few buttons, scanning his employers' card on the machine before allowing it to do its job.

You weren't really Jaehyun's boss, just in this specific workplace you're the leader of the team and Jaehyun just happened to be on it.

He turned to look at you once again, the tool making a few noises in the background as he spoke, "You here to print something?" Jaehyun asked.

You realised that you'd just walked in because Jaehyun was here too, not having any intention to use the room for the reason it was there for. You became nervous, knowing your mistake, "I- yeah."

"Really? I.. don't see any papers with you," he pointed out. You could tell he was fighting back a snicker, but his observations were making you nervous, couldn't you just admire another attractive man without the exposé?

"No, I mean, I just wanted to say hello.. you know, ask about your day and–"

His small chuckle accidentally cut off your frantic desperation to keep your intentions hidden. Jaehyun knew you had a crush on him, or at least admired him beyond platonic desires. You weren't exactly the best at pretending not to be flustered when he'd point things out, calling your bluff. Jaehyun decided to lean his back against the counter where all the stationery is, crossing his arms over his chest, "You're really cute, you know that?"

You were taken back by the statement, blinking once before you averted your gaze to cough once like it would release some tension. "That's not–" you were going to end you'd sentence with 'professional' but Jaehyun beat you to it.

"–Neither is your behaviour but I'm going to be honest, [Y/N]," Jaehyun turned the printer off, you were leaned against the adjacent table where the print-outs that weren't picked up were, so Jaehyun took the opportunity to close the door, a scandalous grin on his lips as the door clicked lock. He motioned his gaze at you; your thighs were not so discreetly closed together, arms crossed over your chest like you didn't care what he was doing but expression read flustered beyond belief.

It was cute, attractive, like you'd thought about this before and you didn't know if you were going to push him away or not.

"Is there a boyfriend I should be taking into consideration?" Jaehyun asks, sleeping with taken men were against his rules, the thought of it makes him feel beyond guilty.

"No... There isn't," you responded.

Jaehyun now fully having you trapped between his body and the timber counter, hands on the edge as he leaned in. You couldn't help but move your head down to avoid the man from touching your lips out of fluster; It would make anyone shy, but you heard him chuckle softly, pressing his hips against yours instead, smirking at the little whimper leaving your lips, moving his head down to place little butterfly kisses going your jaw, "You okay with me fucking you, pretty boy?'

You didn't even realise that your hips thrust up at his words, your hand reflexing up to grab the fabric around his bicep at the familiar feeling of arousal. "I- I'm okay with it.." you choke out a response.

"Even though we're at work?" Jaehyun asks, his hands flat against your hip bones as he leaned down to press his lips against the skin of your neck; they were soft but firm, gentle but rough enough for you to crave more. Your head leaning back to give him the space to touch you, shy breaths erupting from the sensation. Jaehyun whispered against your skin; "Even though someone can walk in at any time?" He asks, reaching one hand up to loosen the tie around your collar, pulling it down and throwing it onto the floor, followed by his fingers moving in a way to unbutton your dress-shirt, "You're a little freak, aren't you?"

If that didn't make you buck up. Oh, to be fucked by Jaehyun, it would be a blatant lie to say that it hadn't crossed your mind; fantasy tends to be different from reality, you'd have sleepless nights about the man in front of you, fantasies that he would have you bent over your bosses desk with your ass in the air, barely being able to keep your composure from how much he teases you, cum sinfully leaking down to the carpet and Jaehyun's hand wrapped around your neck, peppering kisses against your skin like he was a lover.

Footsteps passed the room, both your attention turning to the door, watching the silhouette from underneath the door leave; and just as it did, Jaehyun lifted you up to place you on the timber counter properly, getting rid of the papers beforehand as both your lips connected.

It was desperate, quick and so much passion; God knows how much you two were eyeing each other since the attraction built, making jokes about how 'any man would be lucky to have you' or the sexual tension when you two were discussing a project at meetings. You threw your hands into his brown hair, his hands touching your skin accidentally as he undid all the buttons on the shirt, not yet throwing it off your shoulders.

"Fuck, you're so hot," Jaehyun grunts, admiring your body for a quick moment before throwing off his own shirt, discarding clothes on the floor.

You couldn't help but stare at his toned body, gold skin, an alluring stare, your face felt hot but he leaned back in again, this time more gentle as he captured your lips with his; this time it was more mellow, you weren't complaining, because it was the feeling of his hands wandering around your body that made it arousing.

"You literally don't know..." Jaehyun whispered in between the kiss, pushing himself against you that bit harder to get a moan to escape your lips to the point you can feel his smirk, "...you don't how long I've wanted you like this."

You giggle softly, wrapping your legs around Jaehyun's waist to bring him much closer, "In the printing room?"

Jaehyun laughed, "Touché."

The brunet kisses down your neck, painting stripes with his tongue while his hands gripped your hips. You make soft whines and giggles at the sensation, moaning when he bit down, telling him not to leave marks because you two knew damn well that employees and coworkers will be asking one too many questions if they saw such a thing.

"Don't worry," Jaehyun grins cheekily, pecking a kiss on your nose, "They'll just wish they were in my position. Now turn around."

You did as you were asked. Jaehyun took his time, prepping and lubing since it would be very ungentlemanly of him not to. There was the occasional chuckle he'd let out when you pushed back against his fingers, quivering like your knees were going to give in, laughing at you when you let out a particularly loud moan, using that as an advantage to push in another finger. "Hush, pretty boy, won't want to get caught with my fingers deep in your ass now, would you?" He whispered against your shoulder, his free hand coming up to play with your chest, letting his rough hands wander all over it.

"J-Jae, please," you sighed, closing your eyes and dipping your head down, your arms holding the timber counter.

Jaehyun brushed his lips over your shoulder and up to your neck, letting them butterfly but his hands were heavily contradicting his actions on your neck as he took your beg as his welcome to push his fingers deeper and faster, smirking when you couldn't help your head shoot up and mouth open, your body shook at the sensation, you thighs closing as if it would help with anything. Jaehyun smirked but ran a smile against your neck, “If you cum, you best believe I’ll make you wish I put a gag on you,” he said softly. “Now. Please what, pretty boy?”

You had to put a hand over your mouth, your cheeks felt hot at his words and moans threatened to spill from the gaps between your fingers but you tried your hardest to make coherent words, "I need more, Jae.. please."

Jaehyun hummed, he pushed his fingers hard into you one last time, but the jolt made your legs tremble as he kept his fingers buried. He wasn't happy with the answer, but you cried out in pure sin and he couldn't help but enjoy the sound, "I'm gonna ask you one more– oh, what have we here?"

A mixture of fright and guilt washed over your orgasmic and shaky body, the only thing keeping you on your feet was Jaehyun's body against yours and even then the evidence of your orgasm made Jaehyun chuckle.

"Did you cum without permission, [Y/N]?" Jaehyun asked, keeping his fingers firmly burried as he spoke lowly.

You shook your head, not in attempts to deny the truth but out of guilt and repentance, "I-I didn't mean to I just–!"

"–Shhh, it's okay, I'm glad I made you feel good," Jaehyun began placing little kisses along your back. The sensation mixing emotions in the pit of your stomach, but as soon as you had a moment to collect your thoughts, Jaehyun began thrusting his fingers back into your ass, pushing at the furthest point with overstimulated moans leaving your mouth. Jaehyun leaned forward to whisper in your ear, "But I did warn you, didn't I?"

#jae looks so angelic in this gif omg #*chef kiss*#jaehyun smut #jaehyun x male reader #jaehyun x male reader smut #jeong jaehyun #jeong yuno x male reader #jeong yuno #yuno x male reader #x male reader smut #x male reader #nct x male reader #nct x reader #nct smut #nct 127 #nct jaehyun #also dont ask me where jae got lube from we dont know #nct2020

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punkrockmads · 3 years

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Found Family

Abby Anderson x F! Reader Mini Series

Chapter Twelve; Official Last Name

*ONE YEAR OLD*

Evangeline runs around the house giggling as I chase her. I've been trying to get her dressed for fifteen minutes now. She's extremely fast for a one year old. "Evie!" I laugh, chasing her down the hall into Lev's bedroom. "Come on! Don't you wanna go to the beach?" Evangeline just laughs harder, running off as soon as I try to grab her. Her plan is foiled when she runs straight in front of Abby who snatches her up in her arms.

"Gotcha!" Abby grins, kissing Evangeline's forehead as the little girl laughs, grabbing onto Abby's arms. Her tiny hands cling to Abby's muscles as she kicks her short legs. "What is with you?" Abby chuckles, fixing Evangeline's pull-up that's a tiny bit too big for her. "Why are you so against clothes, missy?" Evangeline babbles back, not being able to string more than a few coherent words together as she pretends to argue with Abby. Abby gasps, pulling off her best fake offended look. "Don't you argue with me, young lady." Abby scolds, trying unsuccessfully to hide back her smile as Evangeline laughs harder. "You're getting dressed or we're not going to the beach, got it?"

"No!" Evangeline giggles, using her top favorite word. I smile, leaning against the door frame as I watch Abby lift Evangeline up above her head and lower her down to kiss her nose.

"Heeeeyy." Abby warns, grinning at our chaotic daughter.

Evangeline repeats her, copying her tone. "Heeeeyy."

"Clothes." Abby pauses, kissing Evangeline's forehead. "Or no beach day. Okay?"

"'Kay." Evangeline agrees.

Abby nods, handing her to me. "Good."

"I do it?" Evangeline asks, looking at me.

"You wanna try getting dressed by yourself?" I ask. Evangeline nods, eyes lighting up as she smiles. "Alright. Your clothes are on Mommy's bed, go on." I put her down and watch as she runs into mine and Abby's bedroom. I look at Abby with a smile. She smiles back, wrapping her arms around my waist. "That little girl..." I pause, kissing Abby lovingly as I drape my arms over her shoulders. "is gonna drive us nuts."

"I know." Abby chuckles. "She got your energy." I rest my head on her shoulder, letting my eyes close. Abby sways side to side gently, rubbing my back. "You okay?" She asks.

"Better than okay." I sigh, kissing the side of her neck before moving my forehead back to her shoulder. "I never thought I'd be this happy." I say, letting out a quiet laugh.

"I know what you mean." Abby agrees, hugging me tighter. "I didn't even think I'd make it to twenty one." She chuckles.

"Mommy!" Evangeline's squeaky voice calls from the bedroom. I walk in, Abby following close behind. Evangeline looks at me with a smile, showing us she got her shorts on.

"Good job, goober!" I cheer, holding my hand out in a fist. She gives me a fist bump, grinning with pride. "Where's your shirt, honey?" I ask, wondering why she's only half dressed.

"Don't want that one." Evangeline explains in her squeaky voice.

"Which one do you want?" I ask, picking up the light green shirt I had originally set out for her.

"Uh..." Evangeline thinks for a moment. "Cars!"

"Your Cars shirt, huh?" I smile. I should've known. It's her favorite. Evangeline nods, trying to climb up onto the bed. "Alright. I'll go get your shirt." I say, standing up and kissing Abby quickly before walking into Evangeline's room. Abby and I have spent months decorating it the best we could. We hung up little pictures of animals and flowers and posters of movies, I made paper decorations of butterflies and zebras to hang around the room.

Abby and I even built a toddler bed with a bunch of wood and an old mattress so Evangeline won't have to try to climb up the side of the bed every time she goes to sleep. We left the bigger bed in her room, seeing as there was plenty of room and the bed can be Evangeline's when she outgrows her toddler bed. I dig through her dresser, finding her Cars shirt and bringing it to Evangeline who sits on my bed with Abby. After finally getting her dressed, the three of us head downstairs and meet Lev in the living room where he's been waiting for what he claims has been "hours". We grab our gear, check out a truck at the West gate, and head out. When we get to the beach, Evangeline goes nuts.

"Mommy! Look!" Evangeline screams, running towards the sand. "Water!" I scoop her up before she can run straight into the waves.

"Yes, it's great, baby! But you gotta wait for me and Momma okay?" I laugh, carrying her over to a spot in the sand. Abby lays a blanket down for the four of us. Evangeline's so excited. It's her first time seeing the ocean.

"Y/N!" Lev calls, already running to the water. "Come find seashells with me!"

"Be right there!" I smile, setting Evangeline down. "You coming, babe?" I ask, looking at Abby.

"Of course I am." Abby grins. "Keep an eye out." She warns. "You brought your gun, right?"

"In my backpack." I nod.

"Good." Abby says, taking my hand and leading me towards the water. Evangeline follows close behind, stopping at the edge of the water. Abby and I turn around, watching Evangeline as she walks away. "Evangeline, honey." Abby calls sweetly. "It's okay."

"Momma." Evangeline whimpers, not enjoying the feeling of the cold water on her feet.

"You want me to carry you, baby?" Abby asks, holding out her arms. Evangeline nods, letting Abby scoop her up in her arms.

"Maybe someday we can get actual swimsuits." I smile, walking further into the water with Abby. Shorts and a tank top work great for swimming, but apparently there were outfits made specifically for swimming before outbreak day.

"Yeah?" Abby looks at me with a smile, her eyes sparkling in the sun. "That would be nice." Evangeline stares down at the water with fear and curiosity. "Evie, look at Momma." Abby coos. "It's okay. It's just water. Like in the bath."

"Evie, look!" Lev calls, moving towards us. Evangeline turns her head to see Lev walking to the shore, soaked and smiling. "I'm in it, and I'm okay!" He stands next to Abby and I, putting a hand on Evangeline's back. "I'm scared of the ocean, too." He tells her, watching as she looks at him with curiosity. "But there's nothing to be afraid of as long as you're careful."

Evangeline thinks for a moment before looking up at Abby. "Down?"

"That's my girl." Abby grins, slowly setting Evangeline down. The water only covers her feet. Evangeline stays frozen for a second before giving one hard stomp, laughing when the water splashes around her. I watch her face light up with joy, my heart filled with so much love. Lev takes Evangeline's hands, guiding her over to a spot where a seashell has washed up. He tells her all about them as she holds it with fascination.

As the kids play in the sand, doing their best to make sandcastles like the ones Lev saw in a book, Abby and I sit close by on the blanket. Abby rests her head in my lap, wrapping an arm around my right leg. I smile down at her, her eyes closed peacefully as I comb my fingers through her blonde, shimmering locks that fall over my left leg like golden silk. The sun shines on her like a warm beacon, making her appear even more angelic. I look up for a split second to check on Evangeline and Lev, glad that they put on the hats Abby and I found them to keep them from getting really bad sunburns. Abby breathes calmly, the slow rise and fall of her chest and torso soothing me as I place a hand over her heart. My silent way of saying 'I love you'. She puts her right hand over mine, squeezing lightly. 'I love you, too'. I feel my navy blue bucket hat starting to fall forward and get an idea. I take it off, grinning as I place it over Abby's face.

"Hey!" She laughs, her voice muffled by the hat.

"What?" I chuckle, moving the hat slightly. "I don't want you to get sunburn!" Abby takes the hat, reaching up to put it back on my head. That's when I see something spark in her eyes. She bites her lip, sitting up and kissing me before quickly pulling away and moving to sit in front of me on her knees. She takes my right hand in her left. I look at her, puzzled. "Abby? What are you-" I stop myself when I see her pull out a silver ring with a small, light blue gemstone in the center. I feel my breath catch in my throat as she looks at me with a nervous smile.

"I love you, Y/N." Abby starts, squeezing my hand as hers shake. "I am so fucking in love with you that it terrifies me. You have given me so much love and support and you gave me a family of my own... that's... something I never thought I deserved." She keeps her gaze on mine as she speaks. "I'm not good with romantic stuff, fuck, I don't know how many times I rehearsed this with Lev." She lets out a breathy laugh, shaking her head. "I wanna make the name Y/N Anderson official. So..." Abby places the ring in the palm of my hand, closing my fingers around it as she holds my hand in both of hers. "Will you marry me?"

I stare at her, completely still. I don't even register what's happening until a single tear rolls down my cheek. "Oh, Abby." I laugh, sniffling. My heart is so full of joy and love, it feels like it's swelling. "I was about ready to ask you the same thing myself."

"What?" Abby chuckles, her own tears falling. I wipe them away with the pad of my thumb.

"I was worried you were never gonna grow the balls to ask me." I tease before pulling her close and kissing her.

"Is that a yes?" Abby asks when we pull away.

"It's a fuck yes." I say, watching her smile grow even bigger as she pulls me in for an even longer kiss. Her lips on mine always feel like home; a home I never thought I'd find. She pulls away, taking a breath before turning to look at Lev and Evangeline.

"She said yes!" Abby calls out to them. Lev smiles, picking up Evangeline and walking towards us while cheering. Evangeline cheers too, although she isn't sure what for.

"I told you!" Lev grins, sitting down beside us and wrapping his arms around the two of us. Evangeline climbs into my lap, looking up at me with a big smile.

"I love you all so much." I sob, picking up Evangeline and peppering her cheeks with kisses as she giggles. I hand her to Abby before grabbing Lev and doing the same to him.

"Nooooo!" Lev groans, laughing as he tries to escape my grasp.

"You can't escape the affection!" I chuckle, continuing to place small kisses all over his face.

"Abby save me!" He reaches out for Abby who sits there laughing her ass off.

"No way, you heard her!" Abby smiles, ruffling Lev's hair. "You can't escape the affection, goober!"

#the last of us #the last of us 2 #tlou2 #lgbtq #tlou #abby tlou #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #lev tlou

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Here It Goes Again

When you were feeling a little left out, Thor invited you to visit Asgard with him. Probably should've told somebody you were leaving, though. Part of the Breathe Mercy verse.

Warnings: intoxication, cursing, you and Thor are basically giant children

Word count: 1000ish

A/N: Sorry it's been a hot minute. I'll be adding a playlist to go with this sooner or later. As always, 18+, minors DNI. Don't steal or copy or whatever. Feedback always appreciated.

"Where the hell have you been?"

So you might have taken a few days off to hang out with Thor and now Tony is waiting in the lounge, arms crossed like an angry father. At the time, everyone else had been gone on missions, leaving you alone. Of course, you weren't forbidden to leave but there really wasn't anywhere to go since you moved into your workplace. Thor dropped by and offered to show you his homeland and of course, I'll go! It sounds so fun! had been the kickoff to three days of partying, Asgard-style. Meeting all of his friends, dancing, and a lot of drinking. A LOT. Thor assured you he let the rest of the team know you were safe and would be home soon.

You can't be certain, but Tony sounds incredibly pissed, using a tone you've only heard him use to scold Peter. You're too busy focusing on your footsteps and not face planting on the concrete floor to address him. Luckily, Thor is coherent enough to answer, "Ah, hello, friends. We've returned from Asgard. There was a party and Y/N wanted to see my home. I see you've made it safely home from your missions."

"You left three days ago!" Definitely Tony, definitely upset.

"Well, it was a big party." Drunkenly giggling, you nearly stumble, but Thor lifts you up, carrying you bridal style. You gently pat his recently braided hair. "Thank you, bestie."

"I still don't fully understand that term, love, but you say it with such endearment that it must be good." He laughs affectionately, adjusting you in his arms. He's so warm and comfy, you could almost fall asleep on him.

"You should have told us!" Again, Tony going into full Dad mode. He's so loud for such a little person.

"We did. Did you not get the raven?"

That pushes you over the edge and you both burst into hysterical laughter. As Thor turns around, you catch a glimpse of Bucky and Steve, both looking stern near the doorway. You lean up to whisper not so quietly, "Uh oh, I think we're in trouble, bestie. The old men are upset."

"It scared me to death when we got back and nobody knew where she was and she just… turns up, completely drunk and happy, days later." Bucky falls back into the chair, running his hand through his lengthening hair. "She's gonna cause me to have a stroke, Steve."

"At least she's okay." Steve sighs, leaning against the table beside him. "It's good for her to get out of this place once in a while. Since she moved in, Bruce and Tony practically keep her under lock and key."

Bucky nods, watching you giggle in Thor's grasp. "I definitely don't want her to feel like a prisoner, but I want her to stay safe."

Steve clamps his hand over Bucky's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, "I know, Buck. Don't be too hard on her. She's still new to all of this. I'm gonna talk to Tony."

You manage to squirm enough for Thor to let you down slowly, "Be careful, love. Slow steps."

It only takes one glance at Bucky in the armchair for your drunken animal hindbrain to decide his lap is the perfect seat. You flop down onto him and he wraps an arm across you to keep you from tumbling into the floor. "Buck-eeeeeeeeeeeee," you turn his name into a song that probably sounds a lot better in your head. "Dance with me!"

"There's no music, doll. Plus, I don't think you're coordinated enough right now."

You pout, but accept his logic. He's oddly quiet and you don't like it, not at all. You lightly paw at his arm, "Talk to meeeeee."

He pretends to be angry, but you can see the corners of his mouth twitch. "Why should I?"

"Because you misssssssed me."

"Did I?" He deadpans, pretending he isn't completely thrilled to have you back.

"Yes!" You throw your arms around him, nuzzling against his neck. His stubble tickles you a little, but you ignore it. The familiar woodsy scent fills your nose and your brain goes fuzzy. He always smells so pretty.

"God, doll." He exhales and you can almost hear him rolling his eyes. If you were sober, you would also hear the warmth in his voice.

"Of course you did. I missed you tons!"

"Well, maybe I missed you a little bit." His deep voice vibrates his chest beneath your hands. Your fingers draw random patterns on his henley, bumping over his dog tags. His shirts are so soft. "But only because I'm so used to you being a pain in my ass everyday."

"You still had Sam here for that."

"Not the same and you know it. You made me worried, sweets. Didn't know when you'd be home or if you were okay."

Teasing, you lift the chain from under his shirt, carefully tracing the metal plates. They're cool beneath your fingertips and you try to follow the pattern of his name on them. "You were worried about me. You like having me around."

He sharply inhales and Steve happens to glance over. Nobody touches Bucky's dog tags without consequence, but then again, nobody typically gets within five feet of him either. There you are, perched on his lap, clinking his tags together beneath tired fingers, face buried against his neck with him looking somewhere between terrified and completely smitten. Steve can't help but chuckle a little.

"I like you sometimes." Bucky attempts to keep his voice level and his breathing calm. Something about the intimacy of the moment is making his heart go wonky.

"You like me all the sometimes, James." Completely resting your head on his shoulder, you cover his dog tags protectively with your hand and let your eyes fall closed.

He kisses your temple, securing his hold on you as your breathing slows, "you're right, doll. All the sometimes."

The next morning, the stabbing pain behind your eyes wakes you before any alarm can ring. You manage to open your eyes enough to see Bucky sprawled beneath you, still asleep. You fell asleep on his arm and try to gently extricate yourself without waking him, knowing his arm must be completely numb by now. Your first thought is water, but on the nightstand is a bottle of water, ibuprofen, and a sleeve of crackers with a note: Wake me up if you need anything, sweets. "Damn, I love you."

The words tumble out of your mouth before you realize and while there's no way your voice was above a whisper, you feel like you screamed it. Your brain clamors with panic at your sudden declaration and your pre-existing headache. Oh shit.

#avengers fic #bucky barnes × reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x reader #breathe mercy verse

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