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usersanon · 3 months

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Please be aware of the user @/saintsugu also known as Ezra.

Past pseudonyms include (but are not limited to: @/aces_high

I never thought that I would have to create a post like this. In my near 12 years on the internet, I never thought I would have to write down the words I am about to type, especially about a fellow fanfic creator, one I used to enjoy before I found out about the type of person he really is. I apologise for the long post, however I want to make sure I am as thorough as possible so I can bring this person to justice.

Before opening the read more/ continuing with this post, please read the trigger warnings. This will deal with heavy topics, ones that make me sick to my stomach. I apologise for all of the censoring in this post as well.

TW: P*DOPHILIA, UNDER*GE, SEXUALIZATION OF EDS AND SH

I would just like to start off by saying how difficult this post is for me to write. I have had to take multiple breaks while typing this out. I have felt disgusted since I first saw the posts on his twitter. Like I need to take a shower and scrub myself clean, however, at the same time I feel like I cannot sit idly by while Ezra still has a platform.

The posts I have seen on his twitter, what he actively endorses is just disgusting and predatory in nature. I have done my best to censor them so as to not continue the spread of such material. As of the time of this post, his twitter is still public.

HIS TWITTER (X) IS CURRENTLY UNDER THE NAME @/ezr_ace

First, I’ll give evidence I have to prove that the twitter account stated above is in fact his. I was wary at first as well, however, I believe this evidence in fact proves that beyond reasonable doubt that the account is his.

The obvious reasoning is as follows: Ezra goes by the pseudonym Ezra currently, and has gone by the pseudonym Ace in the past. Both the twitter account and his tumblr state that he is 21. Both twitter and tumblr themes are the same in nature, featuring manga panels of Suguru edited in the same way.

If you’re familiar with Ezra at all, you would know that they are very close with another user, Flora, also known as @/fyogasm. Previously known as @/pussydrunkfyodor on tumblr. When going through the followers of this twitter account, I noticed someone by the name of Flora following him (one of about 34 followers), with the user @/floratumblr. This account had their tumblr linked in the bio of the profile, and it led straight to Flora’s tumblr. Screen recording is posted below:

UPDATE: since Ezra has been called out, Flora has unfollowed Ezra’s Twitter as well as deleted her account. I can only assume it is to try and dodge the backlash of being associated with him. Here are screenshots proving they are moots/ interacting with each other.

Note: I do not know what this means for the content of Flora’s character. All I can say for certain is that she is close friends with him (to the point they have each others numbers), and that she follows his Twitter. I did not dive deep into her Twitter before she deleted it. But I can say that I do believe she knew the content he was posting about, otherwise she wouldn’t have deleted her Twitter the second he was called out while remaining mutuals with him on tumblr.

UPDATE 1/19/24 1:50 pm: Since creating this post, Flora has reached out and stated that they have broken all contact with Ezra. They state that they are not frequently on twitter, and was completely unaware of the type of content he was posting on the account. They state that the content found on the account has made them feel sick and that they are no longer friends anymore.

Back to the main point, this only adds to the similarities listed above. A close mutual that he has been seen actively talking to on his tumblr also follows him on twitter, endorsing his behavior. This alone was too much for me to ignore. However, one final factor came into play that solidifies that user ezr_ace and user saintsugu are the same Ezra.

He not only posted to his tumblr about hateful anon messages, but also his twitter at the same time. Right after the messages were sent, he tweeted the following, as well as posted the following messages on his tumblr. Screenshots with time stamps posted below:

This for me, confirms that the two accounts are the same. There are simply too many coincidences for me to ignore. I feel that there is no argument about the validity of the accounts, as there are just too many similarities to ignore. Now, I can delve into what the post is really about. The content of the Twitter account.

P*DOPHILLIC ACTIONS AND UNDRE*GE CONTENT.

To put it simply, I was horrified when I first opened the profile to be greeted with Shotacon artwork. Full on artwork of an adult Toji a*saulting a child Gojo. In this artwork, Gojo looks as if he can be no older than 10. Most of the image is censored for obvious reasons, however, part of the screenshot appears in the video above as well. Proving that it cannot have been doctored in any way.

As you can see, the post is tagged with tw sh*ta. For anyone unaware, the definition of Sh*ta is as follows: “Sh*ta is a term used in manga and anime fandoms to indicate sex involving an under*ge boy.” (Fanlore.org) Aka, CP.

It is disgusting to see someone who I once enjoyed, once trusted, interact with literal cp. Drawing or not, the effect of it is still massive. Viewing children (ANYONE UNDER*GE) in a sexual nature is harmful to everyone. It breaches past dark content into something horrible. Something dangerous.

I felt sick seeing someone be as brazen as to repost a picture of a child being a*saulted. To get off on it. It is p*dophilic. That is the only way it can be put.

Further on this, he has written smut of, in his words, “not necessarily under*ge” Suguru in highschool. There is a whole thread on it on his profile, however, I will not be showing it here. The screenshot below describes the nature of the whole post from his own words.

When I first read “not necessarily under*ge”, my first and only question was literally, what the fuck does that mean? Either he is under*ge or not. There is not some fuzzy grey area coating the world between adults and children.

But sure, give him the benefit of the doubt. That does not excuse him liking multiple posts tagged with under*ge content. The most recent being less than an hour ago. Posts censored to the best of my ability below.

These posts all point to the same thing. The disgusting, undeniable truth that this man is attracted to under*ge content. Content depicting minors in sexual scenarios. Content that no member of society should ever consume. He is a p*dophile. For viewing this content of his own accord. For liking it, for reblogging it. For creating it on his own. He is a disgusting person.

FOLLOWING MINORS.

Him interacting with content like that above, consuming it in any capacity at all makes him unsafe to be around. For anyone. Especially minors.

Even though his blog is 18+, even though he preaches that minors should stay away from his blog. He still found himself following a 16 year old. Becoming mutuals with them. The fact this person is 16 is clearly displayed on their blog as well (in their pinned post).

Screenshots shown below. The individual’s user is censored out as, once again, they are a minor and I don’t feel they should have to be wrapped up in this mess.

Once again, Ezra is someone who preaches about minors staying out of adult spaces. Multiple times he has complained on his blog about minors following him and having to block them. You would think he does the same and would be more careful about curating his online spaces, however it he fails to do that.

I don’t believe this can be boiled down to a simple case of missing the age in their bio— this user has their age in their pinned post, as well as their about me. Along with the sexualisation of minors prevalent on his Twitter, it makes me extremely uncomfortable to know that he is following a minor in any capacity. I’m sure it would make anyone.

SEXUALIZING EDS AND SH.

To end the laundry list of posts on his twitter, we have him writing smut glorifying eds, as well as liking posts depicting sh in a sexual light. As always, screenshots are shown below, censored to the best of my ability.

In the post listed above, Suguru is described in a way that is hard to stomach. While it is not nearly as bad as everything else stated above, I feel it is still necessary to include, especially because in this pairing he has often described and implied Suguru to be a minor. There is a line and he has crossed it several times, this is just another example of such. Serving as the cherry on top to further demonstrate his mindset.

Dark content and discussion of these subjects in fiction are not the problem. The disturbing part of this is that Ezra often uses these tropes within his min*r/adult sexual fantasies, and when paired with the sh*ta and under*ge content, leaves a very poor taste in the mouth. It comes across as not only a gross f*tishization, but a gross f*tishization of taking advantage of a minor that way.

A DISCUSSION ON THE LIMITS OF DARK CONTENT.

In this section, I feel that it is important to touch on how dark content plays into all of this. I’d like to expressly state that this is NOT a condemnation of dark content or its consumption.

Dark fiction and dark content are a fine line. It’s a fantastic tool for exploring taboos and emotions or experiences that aren’t often talked about openly. DC creates what is essentially a safe space for exploring things that are not typically done or seen in the real world, with the knowledge that writing or engaging with it does not necessarily mean condoning it. That being said, this callout post is NOT about being anti-dc. Dark content is a literary or artistic tool. Keeping all of this in mind, to actively engage with sh*ta content in which a character is depicted sexually not only as a minor, but as a child, and to be sexually aroused by that image is the definition of p*dophilia. Writing or drawing children and engaging with that content in a sexual capacity is p*dophilia and at the very least, has p*dophilic tendencies. This is not dark content, this is p*dophilia.

It is one thing to write or create dark fiction between adults for the purpose of gratification or exploration of social dynamics and it is entirely another to engage with art of a child engaging in sexual acts with an adult for (seemingly) the intent purpose of sexual gratification. Everyone draws their own line, but it is also important to acknowledge that there are some depictions of taboo subjects that border (if not fully step-into) harmful, p*dophilic content that perpetuates behavior and mental tendencies that truly are dangerous.

To engage with a drawing of a child and a full grown adult in sexual acts for the purpose of sexual gratification is incredibly fucked up. And the fact that minor and adult p*rnography are not just common, but dominating Ezra's twitter page, should be an absolute red flag. It’s okay to acknowledge that dark content is a medium for fiction while also acknowledging that there are some ways of engaging with it that are harmful, especially when it is so glaringly obvious that the content is between a child and an adult (the art I am talking about specifically really is a child. I don’t urge anyone to look at it, but it is gojo depicted as a child of maybe 8 - 10 years old. I’m not using the term child as an umbrella term for minors here).

The problem, stated very plainly, is that the post/s he is engaging with are sexual depictions of a child with the purpose of sexual gratification. That’s the point here. It’s not the dark content, but rather that he is retweeting posts depicting a child of about 8-10 engaged in sexual acts and created for the purpose of sexual gratification.

Once again, this is not a condemnation of dark content. Dark content can be used in so many valuable ways— facing trauma, dealing with taboo subjects, exploring the literary world in a safe and healthy way. As someone who actively consumes dark content, I will be the first to tell you this. However there should always be limits to the types of content produced. Gaining any kind of gratification from looking at a child being a*saulted is disgusting. It is p*dophillic. Especially when he actively engages with minors on his platform.

This is not a conversation of morals— which side is right and wrong. But rather a conversation about the safety of children. This is not a conversation about ageing up as that is not what he is doing. The characters being depicted here are not being aged up, rather are being depicted as minors, or literal children being used for the sexual gratification of adults.

The issue here is a p*dophile. Not dark content. Not anything else.

CONCLUSION.

I’ll be honest, post was extremely hard for me to create. Discovering that someone I once thought was close to me is this kind of person feels disgusting and abhorrent. I honestly wish I never had the displeasure of meeting them in the first place.

Hopefully, by the end of this post you are able to see the kind of person Ezra really is. I could not be silent about this. I knew that the moment all I found all of this out. This post has been very difficult for me to write, but I hope by the end of it some good will come. Some people will be able to avoid interacting with this man.

I believe Ezra needs professional help, and truly hope that he is able to get it some day soon.

Please be careful with who you interact with on the Internet. Adults and minors alike, there are predators everywhere. Please try your best to stay safe in your own online spaces. All of the love in my heart goes out to anyone who has survived child expl*itation. I hope for nothing but the best for you in the future.

Thank you all for taking the time to read this post. I know it is long and triggering for most people. I hope you all have wonderful days and try your best to take care of yourself.

Listed below are some important numbers I would like to bring awareness to before this post is over.

National Child Ab*se Hotline (USA): 1-800-422-4453

National Center for Missing and Exploited Children (USA): 1-800-843-5678

The National Sexual A*sault Hotline (USA): 1-800-656-4673

Childline (UK): 0800-1111

International Child Helpline: 116-111

TLDR: Ezra has a Twitter account where he retweeted artwork of a child gojo being a*saulted by an adult toji. He liked as well as created posts depicting under*ge characters (literally tagged with ‘under*ge’). All while being mutuals with a 16 year old on tumblr.

Tags used to try and spread awareness. I tried to mostly include fandoms that he is in.

UPDATE: lmfao, he has since deleted the retweet of sh*ta gojo after he was called out. Literally proving that it was him.

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celestie0 · 2 months

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MASSIVE gojo x reader fanfic rec (no spoilers)

ok i know a lot of my followers are gojo girlies and i just need to put yall onto this fucking fanfiction because i just read the latest release for it and i’m genuinely tweaking rn🧍🏻‍♀️

@lostfracturess ‘s amazing work called “symptoms & causes” - a medical au

[image pulled from her masterlist]

let me just…let me just try to even gather the reasons why you need to add this to your tbr lists (weekend is comin up too so perfect time)

characterization of gojo satoru.

gojo in this fic is characterized so fucking well, from chapter one. there are so many distinctive ways miss lostfractures goes about building his aura (word of mouth/reputation, dialogue, expository, primary interactions, secondary interactions, etc.) it reminds me of the show where gojo just has this energy to him that you can't tear yourself away from i picture him in this fic to be unrelenting, unforgiving, morally grey, with an undertone of softness yet still feral through it all,, basically gojo during shibuya arc LOL. i looove reading cute silly boy gojo fics sm (he’s so baby) but THIS fic explores the borderline wicked side of him that is so thrilling, unique, and rare to find i think in this fandom’s collection of works. it’s just so fucking good.

forbidden romance.

UGGHH i love stories w forbidden romance. in this one, it’s med student reader x professor gojo (additional power dynamics in that he’s a senior surgeon in her field and also a research mentor in her study of interest…TRIPLE THREAT DAMN). i love how miss lostfractures doesn’t shy away from reminding the reader that it’s wrong, and that they shouldn’t be doing this. that’s my fave part of forbidden romances like yesss remind me again why this is all so wrong but let’s still do it anyways LOL <333

reader’s voice.

i’ve LOVED reader since the beginning, so relatable, emotionally mature, all her flaws are so believable & her strengths are shown seamlessly. it’s just so much fun to read because i’ll literally have a thought like “hmm…that (something a character said/did) doesn’t sound very convincing” and then the next line will be something like “he didn’t sound very convincing” like!!! me and s&c reader?? we’re locked in like this fr🤞🏼 like gojo’s domain expansion fingers

escapism.

everything in this story feels so damn real it’s insane. the pacing is stunning, love the utilization of stacks of scenes that are sort of short but so concise, enough to be a smooth read but still descriptive enough to entirely transport you into the world that’s being built. cannot praise the writing in this story enough. also the variety of ways that scenarios are made that pull characters closer to one another?? so creative. as someone who works in a research lab, studied bio in college (some of the fkn biochem stuff that comes up in this fic gives me heart attacks lmfaooo pls im traumatized), and has worked in clinics/hospitals it just itches my brain so damn good. you’ll be convinced you’re a brilliant med student while you read this fic.

writing.

the writing is just. so. good. it’s so good. better than most PUBLISHED works i’ve read. i really can't say much other than that, you just have to go see for yourself.

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if any of these reasons speak to you, i highly recommend you check the fic out. just a note tho it does have some dark themes but you can find all the tags/warnings on her page!

OK BYE

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markster666 · 3 months

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INTRODUCTION / MASTERLIST - MARKSTER666 (18+) ♡

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Hello everyone! I'm a 20 year old psychology student with a love for writing. Welcome to my one and only writing (and shitposting) account. I have a hard time sticking with one fandom, but I mostly write reader inserts being paired with canon characters. I do take requests as well! Please check my bio to confirm that requests are open.

A lot of my content involves mature subjects and I strongly advise anyone under the age of 18 to steer clear from my profile.

MASTERLIST:

Last Updated: 2/29/24

Total Works: 22

Hazbin Hotel:

SFW:

Alastor:

Every Thought, You. (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Alastor Reacting To Stereotypical Activist Gen Zer

NSFW:

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Breeding B*tch (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Tentacles (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Cleanliness Is Next To - Oh Wait. (Alastor x Fem!OC RP Thread)

Good To Be Back On The Air! (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #1: Dry Humping (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #2: Face F*cking (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #3: Begging (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #4: Masturbation (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #5: Daddy Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #6: Overstimulation (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #7: Praising (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #8: Sound Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #9: Mirror Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #10: Orgasm Control (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #11: Face Sitting (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #12: Lingerie Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #13: Deep Throating (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #14: Roleplay (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #15: Food Play (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #16: Car Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #17: Toys (Alastor x Fem!Reader) Kinktober Day #18: Uniform Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #19: Morning Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #21: Unprotected Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader) -I skipped #20-

Anybody (over the age of 18) is welcome to show up in my dms and chat with me or put in a request! I don't bite.

It is NOT guaranteed that I will do your request nor is it guaranteed that I will do it quickly. I get writing blocks sometimes or I just genuinely can’t think of a good plot for your scenario yet but I’ll try my best.

SMUT / NSFW REQUESTS ARE ONLY CONSIDERED / ACCEPTED IF YOU HAVE CONFIRMATION THAT YOU'RE AN ADULT ON YOUR PROFILE. THANK YOU.

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Scat / Pee / Vomit play

Female on Male Domination

N*crophilia

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chaconnehoonie · 1 month

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Welcome to Earth- Enhypen(Pilot)

⟿ Extraterrestrial! Enhypen x Fem! Reader

Synopsis- The idea of extraterrestrial life was never a deeply interesting topic to you. Of course, that was before you found a wrecked spaceship and seven inhuman beings.

Estimated WC: 20k-25k

Pilot WC: 812

Warnings: Aliens, cursings, angst, smut(hyung line), fluff, idiotic humor, mythology, [etc. will be added on]

Taglist-

@deobitifull @shinrjj @notevenheretbh1 @skzenhalove @jooniesbears-blog @kgneptun @minniejenseo @strxwbloody

Please comment or send an ask to be added to the taglist, and please have your age in your bio!! I will not be tagging minors or anyone without an age.

A/N: Although this is titled as the Pilot chapter, this will not be a series! The purpose of having this short Pilot chapter is for everyone to get a taste of what’s to come, and to test the waters with a less common genre. So, there will not be chapters, only the pilot and the full length fic.

The depictions of aliens and extraterrestrials in this writing are not meant to be “historically” accurate or follow society’s standard view, these characteristics are made to fit the storyline.

This is fiction and the scenarios are completely fake and from my brain, none of the characters are like this in real life, MDNI!

“Seriously- who’s idea was it to visit another galaxy just for some stupid party!?” Sunghoon stands up from the table he was sitting at, abruptly leaving the game he was playing with Sunoo and Jungwon. He stomps his way over to the spaceship’s control system, catching the attention of Jay who was taking a nap. “And why is Riki flying us? Who’s supposed to be controlling this ship!?”

The panic in Sunghoon’s voice rises, quickly attempting to shove Riki out of the seat but the younger just shoves him back. “Chill, Jake was steering but he needed a bathroom break so I took over.” Riki shrugs casually. Jay finds interest in the conversation and walks up next to Sunghoon, heavy yet squishy feet slapping the tiled floor underneath him.

“Chill? Chill?! Do not tell me to chill when we’re at risk of dying!” Sunghoon is yelling now, drawing their friends’ attention to the situation. Jay groans at Sunghoon’s volume ringing in his sleepy ears.

“What’s going on? Where’s Jake?” Heeseung hears the commotion and comes to rest a hand on Sunghoon’s slimy shoulder, speaking calmly to steady his friend. “Jake left to take a leak, and told Riki he could steer the ship. So unbelievable.” Sunghoon shakes his head in disapproval, mentally listing off the ways he’ll punish Jake in the future. “Maybe if I water his favorite plant with acid rain he’ll get the message.”

Heeseung attempts to relax his raging friend, forgetting about their younger one now steering the ship in the wrong direction. “Wait, Riki- do you even know where we’re going?” Heeseung looks towards the radar, noting how the small image of a ship was further than it should be. “Well…Jake didn’t tell me where to go, he just told me to keep steering.”

The eldest rubs a long finger against his temple, trying to remain calm unlike Sunghoon. Just in time, Jake comes strolling out of the bathroom with a sharp-toothed grin. “See! I knew he wouldn’t crash. You guys just have to trust me.” He sits in the passenger seat next to Riki, encouraging him to keep flying as he’s doing a great job at “keeping everyone alive.”

Before Jake was able to take over the steering, a loud shriek comes from Jay who was now pointing towards the radar. “Guys look! What is that?” All five boys focus on the electronic, watching the way the ship is now suddenly turning towards a massive unidentifiable object. “Not you Riki! You’re supposed to focus when you steer!” Jay turns the boy’s large head back towards the windshield, but it’s too late.

“Watch out! It’s an asteroid!” Sunghoon grabs the steering wheel above Riki’s hands, trying to take control of the whole ship, sighing as the flying vehicle becomes stable again. “Seriously guys, who lets a child have this much power?” Everyone lets out relieved laughs, although Sunghoon wasn’t cracking a joke.

Just as they thought they were safe, a loud crash is heard behind them followed by the screams of Sunoo and Jungwon. Everyone turns to see the two of them holding onto different pieces of furniture as a hole in the large broken window threatens to suck them out of the ship as smaller pieces of furniture fly out. “There’s more!” Jungwon shouts as him and Sunoo look out of the big broken window next to them, watching as the star-speckled sky fills with large flying meteors.

Jungwon grabs Sunoo’s arm, pulling him towards the front of the ship with everyone else to huddle for protection. “This is bad guys, there’s too many!” Sunghoon is cautiously dodging any meteors and debris while everyone else is balled up together, slimy cold skin pressed tight as they get ready to say their goodbyes forever.

“I never thought it would end this way.” Heeseung starts speaking, voice shaky as he tries not to worry the younger members. “I always thought Jake and Riki would accidentally light a mushroom forest on fire or something…not this.” He finally breaks down and everyone else follows, sobbing and gripping each other tighter.

Sunghoon doesn’t give up, continuing to steer even with multiple asteroids denting and destroying the ship. “I can try to land us somewhere.” His voice sounds frantic as he tries not to show his panic. Before he can find a clear planet to land on, a sudden asteroid is seen rapidly flying forward and into the windshield.

A fire erupts from the destroyed engine, any alarms enabled on the spaceship are now blaring and flashing red as the whole aircraft plummets down. “Hoon!” Sunoo cries out as he extents a hand to the older who is cowering away from the windshield and running over towards his friends.

“We’re going down! Prepare for impact!”

#enhypen smut #enhypen x female reader #enhypen angst #enhypen fluff #heeseung smut #jay smut #jake smut #sunghoon smut #enhypen drabbles

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kazutora-kurokawa · 3 months

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♡ About Me ♡

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♡ I write fluff sometimes but this is still a NSFW blog, minors dni (pls have age in bio before bouncing around my blog, I will block your ass)

♡ I write mainly for jjk, tokrev, and aot but I'll write for another fandom if you have suggestions.

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♡ Request rules:

I'll write smut (check if a kink or part of your request is okay with me before requesting), fluff, and angst

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I'll write for any character in the fandoms I write for and any that you suggest if I know the character well enough.

I only write for fem and gender neutral reader so pls specify which one you want or I'll pick for you lol

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Headcanons

Toman

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Valhalla!Hanma x Rival Gang Member!Reader (NSFW)

Multiple Characters *stuff with characters that belong to different gangs*

Full Fics/Mini Fics

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Me U & Hennessy (NSFW)

It Wasn't Me! (SFW)

TokRev x Reader: Risky Sex (NSFW)

Beat Me To It: Mitsuya Finds Out Hakkai Lost His V-card (SFW+suggestive)

Good Cop, Bad Cop: Mikey x Sensitive!Reader x Takemichi (NSFW)

HanKisa x Reader: On Camera (NSFW)

TakeMikey x Reader (SFW)

HanKisa x Reader: Ferris Wheel Fuck (SFW->NSFW)

Needy!TokRev x Coworker!Reader (NSFW)

Kazutora

Post Prison!Kazutora (NSFW)

Kazutora x Reader: Thought We Was Tied (SFW+angst)

Mikey

Cheater!Bonten Mikey (NSFW)

Masturfesting w/ Mikey (NSFW)

Draken

Mechanic!Draken x Cheater!Reader (NSFW)

Sanzu

Savior!Bonten!Sanzu (SFW)

Bonten!Sanzu x Reader: Waking Up To You (SFW+suggestive)

Kisaki

Soft!Kisaki x Motormouth!Reader (SFW)

Takemichi

Dom!Takemichi x Brat!Reader (NSFW)

Taiju

Submissive!Taiju (NSFW)

Protective!Taiju x Naive!Bratty!Reader (SFW->NSFW->SFW)

Izana

Izana x Gang Member's Sister!Reader (SFW)

Baji

Simon Says, Fuck Me (NSFW)

Rockstar!Baji Kissing Fan!Reader (SFW+suggestive)

Cheater!Baji x Reader (SFW+angst)

Hanma

Sub!Hanma x Reader: Cumming From Degradation (NSFW)

Random Stuff *things that aren't necessarily full headcanons or full fics*

Take me Out (SFW)

Boobs or Butt? (SFW)

Mommy Kink Draken? (NSFW)

Hanma x Chubby!Reader (SFW)

Pegging Hanma? (NSFW)

Hanma grabbing your waist (SFW)

Hanma Rant (NSFW)

Ran Rant (NSFW)

Kazutora Thirst (NSFW)

Kazutora Thirst 2 (NSFW)

Hanma is an ass man (NSFW)

TokRev x Hispanic!Reader (SFW+NSFW)

Slight Baji Thirst (NSFW)

Headcanons

Armin

Armin Relationship Headcanons (SFW+NSFW)

Eren

Toxic!Dom!Eren Headcanons (SFW+NSFW)

Multiple Characters

When their partner apologizes for talking too much (SFW)

Headcanons

Choso

Virgin!Choso Headcanons (NSFW)

Multiple Characters

JJK Men When They Catch You Masturbating (NSFW)

JJK x Clingy!Bimbo!Reader (SFW+slight NSFW)

Full Fics/Short Fics

Nanami

Nanami Going Down On You (NSFW)

*Random Drabbles are usually multi-fandom/have multiple characters named

Random Thoughts 1 (NSFW)

Random Thoughts 2 (NSFW)

Random Thoughts 3 (NSFW)

Random Thoughts 4 (NSFW)

🎴 All characters I write about are aged 18+ or have their timeskip! versions used | ask before translating my work (I'll only allow translations on tumblr and wattpad)

#masterlist #tokyo revengers headcanons #aot x reader #aot headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #x reader #taglist #jjk headcanons #jjk x reader

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httpsuniverse · 8 months

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fine line [ christian pulisic ]

after finding out the secret you’ve been hiding for years, christian made it his mission to be with his own family and of course, to be with you despite your careers and other obstacles that’s keeping the both of you apart. things are moving too fast and it’s starting to worry you. but don’t worry—“we’ll be a fine line”.

[ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 ] — christian pulisic x ex!reader; oc!emily, oc!ezekiel, oc!andrew . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ 🫂 °. *

[ 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗦 & 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ] — insta au, im not really good at dates but just imagine the setting is during the summer lmfao, christian & y/n softlaunching (are they really though 🤨) . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ ℹ️ °. *

࣪˖ 💭 .. 𝗘𝗬𝗔’𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 ⌕ YEAH so ive only got this for now, i haven’t finished writing the narrative scenario BUT FOR NOW enjoy this <3 ALSOOO belated happy birthday to my man who isn’t my man but is my man ❤️🖤

this work is purely fictional. names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. © httpsuniverse, 2023. do not steal, repost in other platforms, translate and/or claim this work as your own.

— in case you missed it: easy on me • read more of my works here!

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cmpulisic summer for the books ✌🏻 ready to go 🚨♟️

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user wait what

user since anyone isn’t mentioning anything about the 4th and 8th pic, i will. DID I MISS SOMETHING OR....?

user girl you’re wrong, everyone’s talking about it

user you mean, did WE miss something? yeah, we definitely did

user yall maybe that’s just his nephew or something 😭

user i don’t...i don’t think so...

user WHATTTTT

user whose kid is that christian 😭

user this is your year christian 👏🏻

user captain america ❤️🖤

masonmount congratulations brother 🤝

benchilwell my man 🫡

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yourusername what a crazy summer it has been 🌻 til next time florida!

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emilyemmons 💗 enjoy your journey to milan, my loves!!

yourusername come visit us when celeste is a bit older 😚💗

emilyemmons oh we definitely would 🫶 celeste definitely loved having her godmom around 😌

yoursistersig hot mamas!! 🥵 emilyemmons yourusername

yourusername stoppp 🫣

emilyemmons this summer is the most i’ve seen y/n wear bikinis and she’s the HOTTEST

yoursistersig ikr! that’s what i've been telling herrr 😫

yourmomsig zekey holding the flowers 🌷 enjoy milan, my love 🤍 wishing you all the best

yourusername 🥹 see you soon mom!!

emilyemmons those are from ********* 🤭

yourusername emi!!!

yourmomsig well, they’re beautiful! he definitely remembers which flowers you like 😉

deedee_pulisic come back soon with zeke ❤️

yourusername of course! he and avery can be playmates 🥰

user wait a minute...

user girl are you thinking what i’m thinking

user ...yes...

user is THAT christian 😭

user GIRLLL the tattoo, the beard !!!! it IS christian

YOURUSERNAME HAS SET THEIR ACCOUNT TO PRIVATE.

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cpulisicupdates “I’LL DO MY BEST TO PROTECT THEM FROM THE PUBLIC”

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user wait what

user I KNEW THAT KID IS HIS

user we’ll never know unless he confirms it him babe

user girl are you not convinced already lol look closely at the pictures of the kid on the mom’s posts, he clearly looks like christian when he was a kid

user still not convinced

user you do you ig

user “very special people that i’ve recently reunited with” omfg exes to lovers i think

user GIIIIIIIIIIRL 😭 dont do this to me

user dont blame me i finished a lot of movies today

user i dont know which one of you bitches just lied to me and told me i have a chance with this man ... APPARENTLY HE HAS A KID

user this has got to be the funniest shit i’ve read today 😭

user yeah that girl and kid is definitely connected to him, i surrender

user she’s definitely the girl he dated during his dortmund days

user i cant complain though, she’s gorgeous and i dont blame christian for being private with his relationship right now especially if they have a kid together

#christian pulisic fluff #christian pulisic angst #christian pulisic scenario #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic #christian pulisic x you #christian pulisic socmed au #football instagram au #football x reader #football fanfic #football angst #football imagine #football fluff #football x you #football x y/n

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sister-lucifer · 2 years

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Hello all well? I just read the new version of the fic "I can ride you until I feel better" from the sub version of the Obey Me boys, so I wanted to ask if you could write a version with the datables characters..

“Can I Ride You Until I Feel Better?” (part 3)

Read PART ONE and PART TWO

Diavolo, Barbatos*, Simeon, Solomon x Male Reader (separately)

Genre: NSFW

Content/Warnings: Dom/Top reader, mentions of riding, slightly OOC Simeon ig? depends on how you perceive him

Not fully proof read, let me know if you see any errors!

Like my writing? I take requests! NSFW or SFW for any fandoms in my bio!

Also, please reblog! it’s free, takes two seconds, and really helps me out

Feed back is encouraged and appreciated:)

*Barbatos uses they/he pronouns

Diavolo

Diavolo’s day had consisted of nothing but work, work and more work

He was frustrated, tired, and his brain was fried from staring down at his papers from so long

He dropped down onto the couch next to you, resting his chin in his hands and letting out a long groan

“What’s up, Dia?” You asked, brushing away some stray hairs from his forehead

“I don’t think i’ve had a day that draining in a thousand years…”

“Oh, honey, c’mere…”

Diavolo laid down with his head in your lap, allowing you to stroke his head

He stripped off his jacket as well, discarding it on the door thoughtlessly

“Oh, my love,” Dia sighed, “I need a pick me up…”

“Anything in mind?” You asked. It was quite obvious that he was already thinking of something

Diavolo turned over to look up at you, somehow keeping a completely straight face as he asked:

“Can I ride you until I feel better?”

You were a bit taken aback, but Dia’s calm demeanor didn’t falter

He was serious, but not trying to be pushy

Of course you had to agree, and a grin quickly formed on his face

“Thank you, darling. Now sit back and sit still, I think we’re gonna be here a while…”

Barbatos

They may live to serve, but even Barbatos gets worn out from time to time

He may have more patience than most, but it’s still finite

They finally got a moment to themself at the end of a long day, and were happy to see you laying in their bed waiting for them

“Oh, hello, love.” He greeted you. It was short but sweet, although you could still see the tiredness in his eyes

“Hello, Barbs. You seem worn out. Wanna come lay down?”

“Yes, actually. That would be nice. I’m not sure why, but today was particularly trying.”

“I get it. Don’t worry, I’ll stay with you.”

Soon they had snuggles into bed next to, holding you to their chest and resting his chin on your head

You could feel the rise and fall of his chest begin to slow as he relaxed, but there was still an odd restless air about them

“You alright, Barbatos?”

“Yes, I think so…just, uh, not quite out of ‘work mode’ I suppose…”

“Well hey, you’re always doing things for other people. Why don’t you let me do something for you instead?”

Barbatos paused, looking down at you with an intrigued expression

“Really?”

“Yep. Anything you want Barbs, I’ll do it.”

“Anything…?”

You nodded in reply

Barbatos’ now borderline stoic face gave little to no insight on what they were thinking

But when they did finally speak, it wasn’t anything you were expecting

“If you really mean that, then…I think there is something I’d like.”

Suddenly he was above you, your back now flat on the mattress as you gazed up at him

“Would you be so kind as to let me—excuse my language—ride you until I feel better?”

Even in moments like these they were still insistent on being proper

It was endearing

And of course you just had to say yes

“I appreciate it, my dear. I’ll make sure you enjoy it as much as I do.”

Simeon

Ooooh booooy

Y’know how the other characters said you never wanna see Simeon angry?

You don’t

And he was pissed

Maybe he woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, or maybe it was some other mundane thing he couldn’t put his finger on

But something had made today extra difficult

All he wanted was to go home and get away from everybody but you

And even though that time eventually came, it felt like it had been an eternity since this morning

He didn’t even greet Lucifer when he passed

He just wanted to get to you

And when he did you were in for a wild ride (pun intended)

He knew that an angel shouldn’t be thinking or desiring such things, but in his fiery state it seemed like the only thing that could help

And it was rather easy to push the guilty thoughts away once he had his sights on you

He was on you the second he was in the door climbing into your lap without so much as a word

By the time you had said “hello” he was already fumbling with your pants

“W-Woah, Simeon—! Slow down, w-what are you—“

“Just let me have this human. I need you ride you until I feel better.”

You could practically feel the frustration radiating off of him, so you simply sat back and let him have his way.

“Let me make one thing clear to you: I don’t want a word about this in the morning, do you understand? Good. Now behave.”

Solomon

Solomon was generally cheery, but today was just not his day

He was struggling with his spells and couldn’t seem to get anything quite right

Each little mistake piled up into a mountain of frustration

Until eventually he simply couldn’t take it anymore

He somehow managed to make it to the end of the day, but was only hanging on by a thread

He was so very happy to see you in his room, sitting in his bed and waiting for him

“Oh, my love, I’m so happy to see you. You’re exactly what I need after such a terrible day.”

“Aw, well I’m glad I could help. Want to come lay down?”

“Mm…not exactly.”

You quirked a brow in confusion, watching as he sat down on the bed next to you

“I’ve had a terrible frustrating time today, and I need something to…blow off steam with.”

He pulled the covers off and straddled your waist, putting his hands on your chest and pushing you down onto your back

“I think I’d like to ride to until I feel better. Is that alright?”

You nodded wordlessly, watching as he stripped off his uniform jacket and then shirt

“Good. You’re always willing to help me out, aren’t you?”

#obey me smut #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #diavolo obey me #diavolo x reader #diavolo smut #obey me x male reader #barbatos obey me #barbatos smut #barbatos x reader #simeon x reader #simeon obey me #simeon smut #solomon obey me #solomon x reader #solomon smut

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salty-croissants · 6 months

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Crossing blades ( Bullfrog x g/n reader )

Big thanks to @angrylez for this other very cool concept !

I ended up making a whole story out of it since I liked the idea a lot :D

By the way , just wanted to mention that Imma need to close my writing requests for a bit , at least until I get all the other ones done : you can still send anything unrelated to requests in my asks , I’ll put a little something in my bio to let you know when I’m open to do more headcanons and stories for the boys again 👍

Anyway , hope this turned out okay ! Sorry if it’s a bit out of character ;I

Details : use of g/n reader ;

reader is very skilled with knives ;

enemies to lovers ( kinda ) ;

presence of slightly suggestive themes and occasional swearing

“Now , listen carefully because I won’t repeat myself :

this is y/n , your target .

They have been working as an elite assassin for Eden for a very , very long time , which would make them a very useful source of information for us .

Your task tonight ? Capture them and bring them back here …

Alive .

You can deal with their eventual security as you see fit .

Now go .”

The Warden’s words resonated in Bullfrog’s mind as he ran through the tall corridors of your underground cove …

Dolph and his teammates were currently busy taking care of the rest of the guards outside , which meant he was going to have to face you on his own .

He could tell that it wouldn’t be an easy task , judging by your flawless record of murders over the years , so he was going to be as careful as possible handling this situation -

“Quoi … ?”

He suddenly turned around , barely able to see a silhouette quickly passing by him to then suddenly disappear like it had never been there …

It seemed like he already found them .

Bullfrog took a deep breath , looking around him and readying himself for any surprises from Eden’s elite assassin .

< Bonne soirée , y/n .

I am very sorry for the intrusion , but if you just allow me to expla - >

He was barely fast enough to avoid the knife you threw in his direction , leaving a cut on his cheek : it looked like it wasn’t going to be that easy to convince you to follow him back to the Warden’s headquarters …

< Your intentions already seem pretty clear to me … sir . >

Bullfrog sensed a movement behind him , and saw you appear from the shadows , calmly walking towards him .

He could see it in your eyes … you weren’t someone to underestimate .

< I’ve heard your friends up there … want my advice ? You should all be more careful not to make this much noise when sneaking up on someone to kill them . >

Bullfrog let out a little chuckle in response , his eyes never leaving yours as he took a step forward .

< I assure you , we are not here to cause you any harm . >

< Really ? That becomes pretty hard to believe when a bunch of armed strangers appear at your place out of nowhere . >

< Well … c'est vrai , but if you just come with us it will be way easier . >

His expression changed … he stared at you earnestly , carefully taking another step in your direction .

< Eden is not what you think it is y/n … they have been using you and your abilities all while taking countless innocent lives .

If you were to become a liability , they would not hesitate to get rid of you . >

You remained silent for a moment , barely even listening to the noises of the furious battle still continuing downstairs before shaking your hand , grabbing more of your knives …

< I … literally got no reason to trust you .

I don’t know who you are or what your deal is , but I can tell you that I have a job to do , a job that Eden gave me when I had nothing left , a job that gives me purpose and a reason to live …

That’s what’s real to me .

I can’t throw all of this away … I’ve worked too hard to get here . >

Bullfrog sighed , readying his blades for the approaching fight …

< Then … je suis désolé pour ça , y/n . >

*hours of fighting later …*

< Sheesh - these guys were tough ! >

< I swear , if another one of these fuckers shows up out of nowhere I’ll - >

< Let’s just get this over with . >

< Yeah , hopefully Bullfrog managed to deal with that y/n … things have been really quiet down there . Maybe he needs help ? >

< Only one way to find out . >

Dolph lead the way , followed by Jade and Pey’j : they were all beat up and tired , but still ready to take action if it would’ve proved necessary .

… but when they eventually found their teammate , it definitely seemed like his fight against you had been …

very intense :

Bullfrog was standing on top of you , the two of you panting , full of bruises and cuts on your clothes …

< *ahem* … are we … interrupting anything ? ~ >

You both gasped , turning around to find the three staring at you , slowly realizing in what a compromising position you currently were in .

< This - this is NOT what it looks like !! >

< Absolutely not !! >

< We were just - uh — >

< You know , if you wanted to spend time alone with them you should’ve just said so ~ >

Jade’s remarks only served to make the two of you even more flustered , and Bullfrog quickly stepped away from you , hiding his face in his hoodie …

Not like you were doing much better .

< Enough . >

Dolph walked forward , grabbing your arm and pulling you back up on your feet .

< You’ll be coming with us now .

Try anything and it won’t end well for you . >

You sighed in response , aware that you were exhausted and also out of knives …

You were in no position to even think about trying anything .

When eventually you found yourself on the Ghosts car , traveling back to their base , you and Bullfrog would occasionally glance at each other to then immediately look away , still very flustered about what happened back in your cove …

You would’ve never said such a thing out loud , but it was very rare for someone to last long when fighting with you , so one way or another he had earned your respect .

Something even more difficult to admit was the fact that you …

… didn’t quite find it entirely unpleasant when Bullfrog fell on top of you during your confrontation .

That was crazy , considering the fact that he was an enemy with intentions that you didn’t even fully figure out just yet , but you just couldn’t lie to yourself convincingly enough to cover up those … odd feelings .

You stared outside the window at the neon lights of the city , watching the clouds in the sky slowly getting illuminated by the approaching sunrise :

you had been in stickier situations before , so being held captive wasn’t exactly your main concern …

Instead you thought about the things Bullfrog told you about Eden , deep down wondering if he was really just tricking you or if maybe , just maybe … there was some truth to his words .

Well , all you could do now was wait and see .

#captain laserhawk #x reader #bullfrog captain laserhawk #captain laserhawk bullfrog #captain lazerhawk bullfrog #bullfrog x reader #gender neutral reader

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Practice Makes Perfect | Chapter 7

synopsis: you and yuji have been best friends basically as long as you can remember, and you made a promise to each other to stay friends and help each other be the best versions of yourselves for your future partners. but will things change when yuji finally starts looking for a relationship?

pairing: yuji itadori (18+) x f!reader

themes/content: modern college au (characters aged up to 18+). language, fluff, angst. alcohol consumption, jealousy, kissing (x megumi). 18+, MDNI

word count: 1.8k

a/n: guys i'm still trying to write the last chapter for this series rn bc i got hit with mad writers block but aaAAH she's comin along

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You’re back in Yuji’s dorm building, but this time your back faces the familiar room. He had just waved goodbye, whispering “Go get ‘em, tiger,” as he shot fake finger guns at you before shutting the door to his room. Now it was just you alone in the hallway, facing the construction paper cutout of “Megumi” that was taped to the door in front of you. You hesitantly raise your fist out before knocking.

A soft voice from inside yells out, “One second!” through the door before it swings open. In front of you stands the dark-haired boy, once again wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans. “Hey, it’s good to see you,” he says sweetly as his eyes meet yours. “You ready to go?”

“Yep!” you chirp. The warm scent of his cologne hits your nose as he steps next to you. You suddenly feel nervous, not sure if it’s because of the man standing to your side or the one who you just left. You push the feeling down as you walk to the cafe.

–

The space is warm, the hum of espresso makers and piano music filling your ears. The walls are adorned in floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, warm light casting over everything from the chandelier above.

With a mug in each hand, Megumi leads you to a table in the middle of the cafe. He sets one down in front of you with your latte and his, with plain black coffee, next to him.

“This place is beautiful,” you note, eyes glancing around the room taking it all in. “How did you find it?”

“One of my friends, Maki, suggested I try it,” he responds, taking a sip from his coffee. “She said it fit my ‘vibe’ or something,” he chuckles. “So, what do you have to study while we’re here?”

“I have a bit of bio to work on, but honestly, I’m just here for the company,” you try to say as nonchalantly as possible as you pull your laptop out of your backpack and set it on the table in front of you. You catch Megumi smiling out of the corner of your eye.

“Speaking of company,” he begins as he pulls a notebook out of his bag, “how do you and Yuji know each other?”

There it is. You were waiting for this question on the way over, but Megumi seemed to avoid the topic entirely. You knew he saw you with Yuji, and now you have to come clean. But what, exactly, is there to come clean about?

“We’re childhood friends,” you state. It’s not technically a lie, but it certainly doesn’t explain the complicated relationship you’ve developed with him over the past few weeks.

“Mhm,” Megumi hums quizzically. You could tell he wants to ask more, yet he doesn’t pry.

Silence falls between the two of you for a moment, and something about it makes you feel comfortable sharing more. “We met when we were kids, and as we grew up we were inseparable. He’s…” you pause, thinking about the weight of the words you’re about to say, “my best friend.” You sigh.

“But…?” Megumi guides, a small grin forming on one side of his mouth.

“But now it’s…weird,” you follow.

“Well, Yuji’s a pretty weird guy, and I’ve only known him a semester,” he agrees with a chuckle.

Something about Megumi puts you at ease. You feel comfortable sharing things with him you never thought you’d say out loud, which is why you continue explaining. “Yuji and I kissed,” you blurt out. “But now he has feelings for someone else, and I don’t know how I feel about him, and everything’s just messed up.” You put your head into your hands.

Megumi pauses for a moment, trying to think of what to say. “Oof,” is all he gets out.

“‘Oof’ indeed,” you chuckle through your palms. Suddenly, you lift your head up to meet eyes with the boy across from you. “Hey, please don’t tell Yuji I said any of that?” you plead, realizing the sensitive nature of what you just shared with him.

“My lips are sealed,” he responds through a smile, “as long as you get the next round of coffees.”

“Deal,” you agree, a grin spreading across your face.

This feels…easy. Talking to Megumi feels like how you and Yuji used to be, before all this emotional gunk got in the way.

The conversation flows smoothly as the two of you work through all of your studying for the next week, spending nearly the entire day in the warm cafe. By the time you leave, the sun has set and the sky is orange and purple as dusk settles over campus. Megumi asks to walk you home and you agree, thanking him for the kind gesture.

When you get back to your dorm, the caffeine from the coffees you were chugging all day finally wears off as you crash into your bed, the smell of detergent still lingering on your freshly-washed comforter as you settle under it.

–

The next week breezes by, especially since you finished all of your work at the cafe with Megumi over the weekend. You start looking forward to your biology class because you know it means you’ll get to see him. For a few hours each week, you get to watch his hands as he sketches page after page, sometimes of animals, sometimes of buildings, sometimes of you. Whenever you’re included in his drawings, he tears the page out and gives it to you without a second thought.

The two of you also started spending more time together outside of class trying out new cafes, especially after you found out Megumi was very particular about his coffee.

He sticks his nose up as he tries to hide the disgust on his face. “Yuck,” he mutters as he swallows, setting the mug down.

“No good?” you ask, putting your hand over your mouth as you try to hide your giggle. He just shakes his head in response. “Well my latte is delicious,” you respond with a smirk as you take a sip.

“How can you even say that?” he frowns. “That stuff is all sweetener, and you know it.”

“Mmm maybe, but I like things a little sweet,” you hum. You reach your hands across the table to pinch his cheeks, molding his frown into a forced smile. “And I bet you’d like it too, if you gave it a try.” He swats your hands away with a chuckle.

Things are…easy. Yet, for some stupid reason, you still find yourself thinking of Yuji, especially during these lull periods where you let your thoughts get quiet. It’s not like he’s gone, or even that he hasn’t texted you (because he certainly has, mostly pictures of his gross meals like fried rice with jam or a boxed mac n cheese he made using vanilla coffee creamer). It’s more that you are struggling to figure out what to say to him. How are you supposed to explain whatever these feelings are to someone you aren’t even dating that you know has feelings for someone else?

–

“Are you doing anything tonight?” Megumi asks. You’re both packing up your stuff after your Friday biology class. “I got invited to this off-campus party and I was wondering if you’d want to go with me?” he turns to face you. You don’t sense any hint of nervousness in his voice, as if asking was second nature. He had really grown comfortable around you.

“I’d love to,” you respond with a smile. “Meet at my place at 8:00?”

“Sounds perfect,” he grins as you both turn to walk out of the lecture hall.

–

Walking into a party with Megumi is definitely a new experience. For one, you were never a huge party-goer, so the loud music and conversations are an adjustment. Second, this is the first time you and Megumi have gone somewhere together. Sure you had studied plenty of times, but this feels like something else.

Truthfully, you don’t know what you and Megumi are to each other. Your relationship feels comfortable, like you’ve been friends for years, but sometimes you say something and you swear you catch him blushing.

It doesn’t matter, you try to mentally pep-talk yourself, tonight I’m just here to have fun.

The two of you step through the front door as the smell of stale beer hits your nose and the bass from the music causes your chest to vibrate. You tug on the bottom of your black dress as you gaze down at the tennis shoes you paired it with, hoping you don’t look too out of place. Looking up, you scan across the room for a familiar face but find none; luckily, Megumi waves at his friends and grabs your hand, guiding you to the middle of the dance floor.

You dance together for a while before one of his friends, who he introduces as Toge, comes back and hands you both full cups. The new white-haired boy pulls down the top of what looks to be a custom-made hoodie before chugging his drink. Megumi looks at you and knocks the top of his glass against yours before he moves it up to his lips. You follow his lead, taking in gulps of what tastes like the cheapest beer you’ve ever had. Both of you finish your drinks at the same time, the liquid sending shivers down your body as you smile up at Megumi.

The night continues smoothly, Toge coming back with drinks every so often as you let the music course through you while moving your body to the pounding rhythms. You slowly get to meet Megumi’s friends as you shout your introductions over the blasting noise around you. You are having…fun? You never saw yourself enjoying parties, but here you are, getting the college experience.

Suddenly, Megumi taps your shoulder. You turn to look up at him, but his eyes are focused on something behind you. Spinning around on your toes, you see why he got your attention: Yuji.

He’s standing on the other side of the crowded dance floor, one arm leaning against the wall. And below his arm, is a girl.

She has shoulder length brown hair and is wearing a dark blue dress that seems like it was made for her. This has to be her, you think. Dammit, did she have to be gorgeous, too?

For a moment, all you can do is stare, your eyes going back and forth between the two of them. You watch as Yuji says something and she shoves him in the chest, a laugh never leaving her lips. Your eyes start to water as you try to blink the tears away. No, no, no, this isn’t happening. You’re supposed to be having fun. This isn’t fun. Megumi sees your body tense and he places a hand on your shoulder, trying to get your attention back.

Suddenly, Yuji’s eyes meet yours from across the room. Your stomach drops, and you’re not sure if it’s the butterflies or the jealousy bubbling up inside of you. Before you can even think, you turn to face Megumi, hoping Yuji is still watching. You move your arms around his neck as you lean up to kiss him.

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First Impressions

A/N: Hello all! It’s been a while since this idea had been in my head, but I finally had the time to finally flesh it out into writing! It’s a bit self-indulgent on my end, but I hope you all enjoy! As this is my first attempt to make a fic that features a gn!reader, please let me know if there’s any misuse of pronouns or factors that take away this inclusive experience!

Pairing: Alhaitham x gn!reader

Summary: Although you are the third roommate to Alhaitham and Kaveh, you find yourself having trouble being in the Scribe’s good graces. What happens when you finally crack?

Content/CW: angst(ish), fluff, roommate quarrels

Word Count: 3.5k

A lot of people are wary of interacting with Alhaitham. One can argue they could be afraid, or even find him difficult to handle. However, Alhaitham hopes it stays that way. With the exception of Kaveh, he doesn’t really feel the need to interact and waste much social battery to get on with his everyday life.

That was, until he met you.

Alhaitham and Kaveh had both, after countless arguments, agreed that maybe an extra roommate can do them some good. Perhaps a third person to balance them both, to be a buffer. That also meant that Alhaitham and Kaveh had an extra pair of hands in the maintenance of the house. And that’s when you came in the picture: A famed researcher in bio-alchemy. In the midst of all the haughty scholars and researchers, Alhaitham had seemed to approve of you, seeing that your demeanor whenever you presented your findings was quite confident rather than arrogant. He’s read your works at one point, being the ultimate factor to the full approval of your thesis. He’s secretly seen your career take off since then, archiving each journal or research article that you have published for future scholars to reference for their research.

Having overheard your woes about finding a good place to stay, finding your trek to the Akademiya to be grueling, Alhaitham was quick to respond. Your friend was quite shocked at his intervention with a casual offer of “My roommate and I are looking for a third roommate if you’re interested.” Hearing your approval of the offer a few days later made Alhaitham feel satisfied to say the least. It seemed logical, and who knows? Maybe he wouldn’t have to utilize his soundproof headphones all too much in his home. He felt that your timid demeanor could probably make Kaveh feel the need to be a little more calm himself.

Boy, was Alhaitham wrong.

He found the energy of you and Kaveh to be similar the minute you had moved in. As you were settling in one of their rooms, moving your items from their boxes and into their respective places in the room, Alhaitham found himself easily annoyed. He didn’t realize he’d be required to interact so intensely with you. He thought that given your genius and your shy demeanor in the Akademiya, you’d be hardly the type to be so…talkative. Alhaitham made it a note not to fall once again for the first impressions of a person like you.

While he helped you move in, he was met with a bunch of “thank you”s that he had to put an end to by a simple “you’ve thanked me quite enough.” Kaveh seemed to get along with you without a hitch, the architect chatting away with you and immediately laughing from your vibrant energy. It wasn’t long till you directed questions at him. Kaveh already had given you a small lighthearted warning: “Alhaitham just doesn’t like stuff like that. Don’t pay him any mind.” Alhaitham and Kaveh soon realized that you are quite the persistent character.

“I only find it fitting to know who I’m living with, no?” You ask at the table, resulting in Alhaitham’s green eyes to narrow slightly, a small huff leaving his lips.

“Well, I assure you, knowing your roommates doesn’t quite make paying your share of the Mora easier.” He retorts. Kaveh sends him a small glare towards the Scribe, groaning in embarrassment. He seems to be grateful that you initially didn’t take offense, doubling down instead.

“Still, it doesn't hurt to, right? It’s quite harmless, and will prove more beneficial.” You rationalize. It makes Alhaitham send you a small hum of quiet approval of your rebuttal. That was enough for you that night.

Unlike Kaveh, you seemed to be a lot more perceptive, seeming to be more aware of Alhaitham’s boundaries and his time in the house. You knew that Alhaitham liked to be left alone in the mornings till he had his coffee, that Alhaihtam would not stay a minute longer past his work hours, that Alhaitham liked going home to nap in the afternoons if time permitted. Of course, all of this comes from trial and error on your end to be a good roommate, in hopes of finding at the very least a friend.

Whenever Kaveh wasn’t home, out of town to gain inspiration for his next project, it was always you at home. Alhaitham would often find himself waking up at the same time as you. Three months after you moved in, he noticed coffee already brewed, along with a small note of encouragement left by you. Sometimes, he’ll see you on your extra cheery days making lunch for two. There will also be times where you are curled up in the couch of the living room, notebook and pencil in hand as you calculate the proper concentrations needed from each reagent towards a potion. Sometimes, he cannot help but peek over your shoulder, replying with some small constructive criticisms.

“Perhaps you can consider an alternative reagent that isn’t slime condensate.”

“Don’t you think this problem is better resolved in your lab and not…at home?” “I don’t think the Akademiya currently have these in stock.”

“Hmph, I don’t know. There’s a bunch of books on my shelves regarding Alchemy if you’d like some refreshing.”

You try to not take so much thought into his short statements. At first, you were happy that you managed to get his attention. However, it can hurt to have his words from his objective standpoint. It even seeps through in the mundane things in life.

Whenever you cook? “Ah, what an…interesting flavor.”

Whenever you clean? “Maybe a better method can efficiently clean the space better.”

Whenever you reorganize the space? “Maybe…leave this one to Kaveh.”

It’s hard trying to make a friend out of Alhaitham.

A year later, and it feels like your friendship with Kaveh grows while your progress with Alhaitham has not been anywhere near fruitful. It sometimes leads you to overthink; are you being annoying? Do you seem that incapable in Alhaitham’s eyes? Do you still fit into his idea of competency the way you initially did when he invited you to move in?

You’ve been thinking you were good about hiding your woes, until one night with Kaveh home, you two got into quite a heated argument.

“Hey, come on, you know I need the space!” Kaveh groans, rolled up parchments in one hand, a briefcase on the other. You look at him with an apologetic look in your eyes. “I know I’m sorry, can you spend another night working in the living room? I desperately need the shelves of books here to help with my manuscript!” You try to reason, but the architect has started to become irked.

“Again? You told me that two days ago! When will you get it in your head that your research has hit a plateau?!”

Kaveh’s words had made you wince, eyes stinging from the tears that were threatening to fall. He clearly got you at a weak spot, clear as day when you try to refute. “But that’s why I need the books here! For reference so maybe-”

“So maybe what?! You’ll spend another night putting books in and out of shelves all night?! Then you start clanging pans around in the kitchen because you skipped meals, then Alahitham and I wake up? Oh, why? Well, because your schedule requires us to accommodate YOU!”

You didn’t bother saying a word, your lip quivering and your eyes rapidly blinking your tears away. Before Kaveh fully sinks in the uncharacteristically hurtful words he hurled your way, you’re already taking your various folders and papers with your own bag and trudging to the living room. It’s not long till Alhaitham’s green eyes can’t help but peer at your current state, curled up and writing quietly with some quiet sniffs. You can sense his red and yellow pupils scanning your various items in curiosity, but try your absolute hardest to not engage in a conversation. You didn’t need additional troubles, additional criticisms thrown your way.

“Oh? What’s that?” He asks, genuinely curious. However, unlike your usual peppy tone and behavior, you respond with a more curt tone in your voice.

“Just my manuscript.”

It makes the young Scribe quirk an eyebrow, slowly walking towards the couch where you sat. You used to ask him to read it, asked him what he thought, asked him if he would want this time to talk about it with food or drinks. Oddly enough, he’s seen less and less of that part of you as the time went by. He did hear what tonight’s conversation with Kaveh consisted of for you, the volume of the voices having stirred him to take off his headphones for a little bit. He heard quite enough, thinking maybe, just maybe, your doubts will be eased by his words. He can do that, right? Would you like that, perhaps?

Well, not that he cares all too much, of course. It’s just curiosity towards the paper and the need to pacify the quarrel between roommates. Nothing more, Alhaitham deduces. After all, a scholar with so much potential like you deserves to have the best quality of work to be produced. He addresses the elephant in the room without thinking much about it.

“You know, you shouldn’t let Kaveh hurl such hurtful words just because he too is stressed. Adding some weight to other’s opinions towards you and your work will only set you back. You’d be further away from objectivity. Surely you know this, right?”

He asks this, not intending to sound harsh. He knows he’s put you in a rather uncomfortable position right now, seeing how you wince and writhe a tad in your seat, your eyes glued onto the papers in front of you.

“It’s not as simple as that, Alhaitham.” You reply, a tone that is practically devoid of your usual soft and affectionate demeanor. However, Alhaitham doesn’t seem to take this as a proper answer, his eyes narrowing and his arms crossing. He responds, his head tilted to the side. “I find it to be quite simple if you take out the weak links to your situation.”

“Well, it’s not simple for me, okay?” You hiss, tears stinging your eyes once again. You couldn’t handle the way the two have been hounding you lately. You’ve been so adamant on your manuscript to be submitted for peer review, so engrossed in your own work, that it felt like you weren’t able to retrieve some ounce of freedom or “you time” that you had before. It doesn’t help when Kaveh was constantly out, or when Alhaitham only spoke to you to provide unsolicited advice and constructive criticisms.

“What factors are there that could possibly put you in such mental distress?” He asks, stepping closer to you, the coffee table now being the only border between the two of you.

“Many things!” You cry out, having snapped now. You feel like you want to cry, scream into a pillow, hug something, throw something. Everything all at once. “This manuscript! The rent! Trying not to be in the way of Kaveh when he’s hammering away his projects! Trying to be a good roommate, because you seem to absolutely regret the decision to have me here with you two!”

Alhaitham knows he’s pushed you quite a bit, not pressing the matter any further. However, his eyes widen ever so slightly at your bold claim regarding him. You…thought he regrets having you? For once, you catch the young Scribe off-guard, especially when he felt like his feelings were well put across for you.

Despite this opinion of his, he knows he wouldn’t want to leave you alone in such a state. He keeps it in his mind to give Kaveh quite the conversation later, seeing how your eyes practically sunk in your sockets, how your usual glow on your face has been depleted, or how your legs are constantly bouncing up and down. He doesn’t know why, but he can’t seem to properly predict your next move sometimes. He can’t seem to gather an adequate amount of information about you to better know you, feeling as if you were a walking wild card. For once, the Scribe seems to be a bit nervous, but his willingness to settle things in a rational manner pushes him to stick to this confrontation.

He watches as you clutch onto your papers slightly tighter, allowing you to take as much time as your need to formulate thoughts. If he wants to do anything at this moment, it’s to hear every single word you want to tell him. With a shaky inhale and exhale, you respond in a direct manner too, although not as harsh as your poor attempt at a toughened facade had offered before.

“Sometimes I wonder if you even like me…it sure feels like you hate me sometimes.”

Alhaitham’s gaze towards you seems to soften ever so slightly, the main issue having left your lips in a small tone. He watches as your lips quiver, your shoulders slumped, and your eyes that usually are willing to gaze into his eyes are looking away as you quietly sob in frustration. The air is thick, awkward, as you nervously play with your pencil, hoping desperately your words don't harm any existing goodwill he has towards you. Though it seems to spur on your tears, your doubts are now in the forefront of your mind. Alhaitham is seeing this vulnerable side to you for the first time, seeing how who he thought was the self-assured alchemist now clutching onto their pencil like a vice, crying not only because of work, but because of something he’s been a great influence in.

He wants to set the record straight, sitting down next to you. Your tear-filled eyes look up at him nervously, unsure of what his next words would be. However, you brace yourself nonetheless.

“I don’t hate you, nor do I regret you moving in,” He starts observing your reaction. In the time he’s known you, he expected this much from you, the way your eyes widened in slight surprise and the way your lips parted to argue something else.

“Just let me say my piece, please.” he urges, his mouth curving a bit when you nod. “If there’s anything I think about regarding you, it’s respect. It…”

Alhaitham sighs, being a tiny bit self-conscious now as he is pushed to think of his words carefully, and to heavily assess this with you. It’s a very rare feeling he gets, but an icky one nonetheless “I felt that maybe you’d appreciate an environment that would push you and encourage you for the better. You are quite the capable scholar. Your passion towards bio-alchemy shows in your work. It is equally a strength as it is a flaw. Perhaps, you may argue that your passion in everything, academically and at home, pushes me in a new perspective.” He concludes, nodding to himself, almost chuckling at how he’s even coming off as doting to you. He shakes his head, his eyes looking over at yours.

“Perhaps I lack in how to properly showcase this gratitude and respect towards you. I will make sure to work on this. You and Kaveh are the only two people I actively see and talk to anyway.”

You cannot help but feel utter confusion, your eyes widening a bit as he speaks his own perspective of things. You don’t know whether to be relieved, more frustrated, embarrassed, or all of the above. You decide to try to delve further in, for it would be quite foolish of you to blindly accept this as gospel.

“But…you find me to be quite annoying, do you not?” You question, bringing your sleeves up to your eyes to wipe your tears. “You constantly groan or you, like, you know…pull up a book, I don’t know…” you continue, your voice trailing off. You shrug a bit, looking up at him, feeling your body heat up at his silence and his gaze. “You know what I mean…”

Somehow, your current behavior seems to amuse Alhaitham. Not only is this the longest conversation you two have had in the year of living with each other, but it also allows him to see the multiple sides of you. His lips have a hint of a smile in them as he lets out a quiet chuckle. “You can be annoying, yes.” He states bluntly, crossing his arms as he sits more comfortably beside you. He sees the way you wince at this, but how you lean towards him. It is a sufficient cue for him to know that you’re listening regardless. “But, everyone can have a behavior that causes people to be annoyed, right? It doesn’t deter from the bigger picture of my opinion towards you.” He adds. He sees you nod, adjusting yourself as you face him now on the couch, your head resting on the cushion as you continue to talk.

“You do have a tendency to leave a mess when you use things in the house.” You say, an attempt to tease the silver haired man, a hint of a smile on your face. Alhaitham snickers a bit, finding the way you pout at his shortcomings to be quite…endearing. Cute even.

“And you have a tendency to buy too much groceries for the week.” He retorts, clearly a little more at ease, finding it quite fun to rile you up. It works, watching you gawk at him in what can be interpreted as mock offense.

“That’s because I-”

“Want to make sure we are all well-fed.” Alhaitham finishes, seeing the way you almost seem embarrassed by his response. Turns out, as much of a wild card as you are, the Scribe has taken a liking with your spontaneous driven decisions to go out. Maybe he did like the way you brewed coffee for them, or the way you dance to yourself while you clean, or the way you mutter a string of curses when an inconvenience hits you. Maybe he did enjoy the way you went out of your way to “annoy him” during the day at the House of Daena, or the way you include a tiny note and doodle when you make him lunch, or the way you practically launch yourself when you hug someone. Although he always saw Kaveh so easily affectionate and doting towards you, and how you willingly reciprocated, Alhaitham cannot help but wonder if there’d be a space for him too. If there’d be a time where those short bursts of your energy would be prolonged. If this would synthesize into something that benefits you both. However, he opts to not tell you this just yet. He wouldn’t want you to know this all anyway, knowing it will be in the back of your head if he does. So he opts to let you find it out for yourself.

“Look, Y/N,” he starts, sighing a bit. He tilts his head to the side as he also leans against the cushion of the couch. “I’m not going to coddle you or sugarcoat things for you in regards to your work or your shortcomings, but I am trying to help. I want to take care of you because I…well…you know, care about you. I hope this is something you can stomach for the time being.” You cannot help but soften your own gaze too, feeling a little warm from Alhaitham’s current doting tone despite saying things in a crude manner. However, you can see that if you two ever tried to meet in the middle, you’d be quite a powerful pair. You can see the potential of how you two can flourish with his rationality balancing out your passionate personality. You appreciate him for his honesty anyway, and his ability to tell things “as is”, and the type of person everyone needs to truly assess their growth would be a truthful person like Alhaitham.

“Hmm, I surely won’t be able to stomach this whole thing tonight. It’s definitely flipped my worries about…well, us.” You say, a shy giggle leaving your lips as you point between you and him. “I cannot help but wonder what to do next knowing this now.” You admit, a small smile given towards him.

“Maybe this is just one of the few things you don’t wonder about. Maybe you should just let time tell. We are on the same page after all, don’t you think?” He asks, his gaze a little softer towards you, a slight smile on his face. If you looked hard enough, you can argue the aloof Scribe looked…hopeful.

You cannot help but smile wider, your eyes crinkling as your excitement is displayed on your face. “Hmm, I suppose you’re right. We’ll just see.” You conclude softly, nodding to show the satisfaction of where things are now.

Alhaitham seems to reciprocate, letting himself fully rest as he sits on the couch with a small hopeful smile on his face. Many people tend to be wary of talking to Alhaitham, being simply too afraid or thinking they won’t get along with him. But when it comes to you? He’s more than glad that you have been quite the opposite.

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feelmyskinonyourskin · 7 months

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Drive [Car Sex Trope]

Pairing: Matt Murdock x AFAB Reader

Trope de Sept Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Car Sex situation 1. Characters bone in a vehicle. That's it. "You take Matt in a beat up rental car to a parking lot in Jersey so he can experience learning to drive. Things get steamy."

Warnings: SMUT/18+ (don’t interact if your age is not in your bio). No use of Y/N. AFAB Reader. Unprotected P in V, Oral (F receiving), Creampie.

WC: 1,701

AN: Thank you all so much for all the love during my September Trope event! It was fun, but I'm exhausted, so you probably won't be getting a lot of new stuff from me for a while after this. Writing 17 fics in one month was a lot. Thank you all again, it was a blast! I'm already churning up ideas for next year...

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“Brake is the left Matt, the left!!” you shouted, gripping at the dashboard as the car whizzed around the parking lot

“I know! I know!” he argued back, effortlessly spinning the steering wheel

“Do you?!”

“I’m blind, but I still know my left from my right!”

Being in a car in an empty parking lot with a blind man behind the wheel was maybe not your best idea, even if that blind man had enhanced abilities.

It all began a few days before, after several rounds of beers at Josie’s, of course.

“What do you mean you didn’t go to prom?” you asked Foggy, flabbergasted at his confession

“I asked the most popular girl in school and of course, she just couldn’t handle all my charm and swagger, so she turned me down and I just didn’t end up going.”

Thus sparked the discussion on normal teenage things you’d all missed.

“Well, I never knew the joys of having one of my parents teach me how to drive.” Matt commented

“Ugh that’s so sad.” you replied “That was one of the greatest joys of my teenage years. The day I got my license; stepping out of the DMV and getting in the car. All the freedom of taking your parent’s car for the first time, getting to go anywhere you wanted.

“I was doing that when I was barely 8. It’s called the subway.”

“No, no. A car is so different! It’s just… I can’t even describe it!” you exclaimed, a little tipsy from too many pitchers of Heineken

So here you were, in an empty parking lot of a closed down Best Buy in a suburb in New Jersey, in the most junky rental car you could get. Determined to give Matt the experience he missed out on.

The windows were rolled down so Matt could get a better 360 “view” with his senses. Only a few light posts were scattered through the parking lot. So fortunately, there wasn’t much to avoid. With no other cars or people around, Matt had total freedom to experience the thrill of learning to drive.

Your heart was thumping out of your chest with every turn and bump in the cracked pavement.

Honestly, it wasn’t because he couldn’t “see” out the windshield, it was because he was being his usual reckless self and driving how you imagined a teenager behind the wheel for the first time would. God, you suddenly felt sympathy for all the times your father took you out when you were 16 to teach you.

He hit the brakes hard with a screech, sending you flying towards the dashboard.

“What, what!?” you exclaimed

“Sorry, I’m still getting used to how touchy the brakes are. There’s a bunny.” he nodded toward the windshield

Sure enough, a rabbit came prancing along at least 20 feet in front of the car, totally oblivious to his not so narrowly avoided doom.

“I think that might be enough for today.” you groaned

“No! I’m having fun! Aren’t you?”

You narrowed your stare at him and crossed your arms, knowing he could sense all the tells of your body that fun was not the word to describe your feelings towards this experience.

“C’mon sweetheart, relax yeah? I really appreciate you doing this for me.”

He leaned across the center console to give you a kiss. The car lurched forward as he pressed his lips to yours.

“Keep your foot on the brake, Matt!” you chided

“Alright!”

He sat back upright, maneuvering the gear shift into park and ratcheting up the parking brake.

“Better?” he asked with a raise of his brows “Can I kiss you now that the vehicle is safely not in motion?”

“Yes.”

A grin spread across his face as he leaned toward you once more, this time adding a firey passion to his kisses.

“Come here.” he said, lips hovering over yours, pulling you to straddle him

Pliable to his touch with only a few kisses, you slotted yourself across his lap easily, finding the hem of your sweatshirt and tossing it into the backseat.

His lips moved down your already heated skin, sucking and biting at your neck and collar bone.

Just as you were about to release a lusty moan, your rear accidently bumped the steering wheel causing it to let out a loud wail.

You and Matt jolted apart, crumbling into a fit of giggles at the sudden interruption.

“You know, that’s another teenage experience I never got as a city boy” he murmured low, hand reaching up to stroke your face

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“Sneaking out with my girlfriend and having sex in the backseat of my crappy car.”

“Matthew…”

“Parking lot is empty, no one around. We could roll the windows up and make it steamy in here…”

You had to giggle at the thought, though he was right, as New Yorkers there weren’t many places to have a little fun outside the apartment where you wouldn’t get caught.

“Alright,” you agreed “roll the windows up and meet me in the back seat.”

That was always the joy of being in a relationship with Matthew, he never let things get stale or boring and always found a way to make any situation flirty and fun and sometimes, like right now, downright sultry.

He tossed his glasses onto the dashboard while you climbed through the gap between the front seats. He joined you, sitting side by side on the bench seat and resumed your makeout session.

“Matt…” you mewled as he traced his tongue along your neck and jaw

“I know sweetheart, I’ll take care of you.”

He slipped a hand behind your back to remove your bra, taking time to lick and suck each of your nipples as the fabric fell away.

Your skin tingled with every movement of his lips across your body. Anticipation of what was to come alighting a fire in your belly as you arched your back into his touch.

He pawed at the fastenings of your jeans, desperate to get you bare for him. Obliging, you helped him remove your pants and kick off your shoes, leaning back to lay on the seat beneath you.

The upholstery of the worn backseat was not the most comfortable of sensations against your body, but as soon as his rough hands were kneading at your thighs and spreading them open, the nuisance of it left your mind.

Satisfied with the state of arousal you were in, he finally reached his hands to where you wanted him most, moving your panties to the side and dipping his head down towards your pussy.

“Oh– god.” your moan was strangled as he teased your clit with just a brush of his tongue

But he didn’t tease for long, grasping your hips and pulling you in one motion towards his mouth. Heat spread across your already warm skin when he finally licked a long stripe through your folds. Pulling you firm to his heated mouth to lap and suck, he let out a lowly moan against your core. It reverberated through you and sent a shiver up your spine. As he sucked and kissed at your clit, you could feel your orgasm blossoming beneath the surface. Growing steadily until he added two fingers into your heat, causing your climax to explode out of you.

With a cry of his name, you came apart. Matt continued to work you through it until you were a panting and sweaty heap beneath him.

He sat back on his heels as you watched, still too blissed out to do much, and removed his shirt as well. Your slick covered the satisfied smirk that spread across his plush lips.

“You want some more, baby?” he cockily asked

A docile whimper was all you were able to squeak out, nodding your head as he freed himself from his pants.

He sat back on the seat and you clambered to climb on top of him, sinking his length into your ready cunt in one motion.

Your simultaneous moans reverberated around the cramped space. His length felt so perfectly filling, you were tempted to just rest there a while and enjoy the sensation. But the desperate whine that escaped his lips had you rolling your hips, drawing more moans from the both of you. He leaned back, head falling against the seat and eyes pressed shut as he got more and more lost in the bliss of your body while you rode the both of you to ecstasy.

Both of your skin was damp and sticky and the labored breaths you let out between lust-filled kisses had the windows sufficiently fogged up, just as Matt requested. If anyone were to have driven by, they would’ve known exactly what was going on in that car.

Your fingers tangled in his dark hair and he shuddered at the feeling, causing his lips to part as he let out a shaky plea.

“Keep– please, that feels so good. God, please keep going.”

As he thrusted up harder to meet the already consistent rock of your hips, the steady rubbing against your clit was driving you towards the edge quickly. You trailed trembling fingers up his muscled chest, finding grounding by grasping his shoulders leaving white indents with your fingers as you clung to him. His pace became more erratic, a sure sign that he was just as close to the cliff’s edge as you.

One more breathy beg of your name from him was all it took to get you there. This orgasm hit you as intensely as the last. Your walls contracted around him until he couldn’t take it anymore either, spilling inside you with a low groan.

You both stayed there a while, panting and catching your breath as you came down. Disheveled dark locks stuck to his damp forehead as he pressed it against yours. His beautiful hazel eyes darted around as he breathed you and this moment in and held you close.

“Well I’d say it is sufficiently steamy in here.” you said in barely a whisper, causing a chuckle from him

“We should get back to the city.” he replied

“Okay” you agreed “but I’m driving.”

#matt murdock #matt murdock x reader #daredevil #daredevil x reader #charlie cox #nmcu #nmcu daredevil #trope de sept #trope #marvel imagine

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yuyuswrld · 5 months

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O Captain, My Captain

Series Intro

characters: various aot boys x reader

genre: SMAU with writing, romance, smut, angst

for my marco fans, there’s a little sneak peak at him at the end :)

notes: this series will be 18+ even though this introduction does not have any smut in it. please do not interact with me if you are under 18. all characters in this series are over the age 18.

You learned that Eren Yeager was a stone wall incredibly quickly. It was a shock to you, considering how popular he was despite being unable to converse with someone he didn’t know well. You’d have steered away from him forever if it had been up to you. However, knowing your luck, you had to see him every day after all your classes were over.

It was a slip of judgment to allow yourself to be recruited as the next manager of the volleyball team. Sure, you had watched a couple of games here and there for school spirit, not to mention copious amounts of alcohol at the after-parties. But when one of your professors approached you on your way out of class, describing a great way to amp up your resume and get all-expenses-paid vacations, becoming a sports team manager was the last thing you expected.

“It’s kind of funny, actually,” Connie starts to explain after you walk into the gym, noting the tasks you'll be in charge of before you commit to the offer. “Our old manager, Hanna, got pregnant with one of my homies. Now she’s off giving birth and whatnot, so we’ve been down a manager.”

“So what does a manager typically do?” You question, shifting the conversation slightly to get to the point. The more you look at the different stereotypical characters running across the courts and the loud smacks that echoed throughout the gym, the more your desire to take the opportunity dwindles. Sure, cute boys and another achievement on your resume are great or whatever, but you really try to avoid getting committed to sports – especially after crashing and burning last time. You shudder as a chill runs down your spine at the thought before Connie starts talking again.

“Oh, um. I won't lie, I honestly have no idea what she did, either.” You stare at Connie in silence, cocking an eyebrow in disbelief.

“Uh, is there someone who does?” You ask. It's getting difficult to ignore your doubts about your decision to come here.

“Yeah, I think so. Let me go grab ‘im.” Connie jogs further down the court, interrupting someone as they finish their current spike. But as your eyes focus in on who was walking closer, you knew you we’re going to have the displeasure of meeting Eren Yeager.

Connie runs over to drag his brown-haired teammate over, who takes his sweet time walking over after sparing you only a glance. He is good looking, sure – but you aren't fooled by appearances, and you've heard far too much about him to even remotely consider him attractive from listening to Petra gossiping about him. She had a big mouth and somehow knew everything about everyone, the good and the bad, but it came in handy when it came to staying in the loop at school. Eren had a nasty habit of cursing out any girl who made an advance on him, citing his career and how a ‘bitch’ would only get in the way of it.

You think back to the memory of Petra sipping her drink, watching Eren walk out of school and head towards his Hellcat in the parking lot. You two had been sitting at the school’s cafe as you enjoyed your “study” date, which had inevitably just turned into a gossip session.

“You see that guy? That’s Eren Yeager. He’s on our volleyball team and he’s a fucking psycho.” She'd rolled her eyes as she recounted the gossip she had gotten from her friend. “Apparently Mina – y’know the one from our bio class? They hooked up at a party and afterwards he accused her of trying to sabotage his volleyball career. He even called her a psycho. That’s not even the only time he’s done it apparently. I know he’s cute, but stay away unless you want to end up on a true crime podcast.”

You brace yourself for the upcoming conversation as he nears.

“You’re going to be the new manager?” Eren says in a monotone voice, as if being forced by his mother to make small talk with a distant aunt. The displeasure of being interrupted is written all over his face.

“No – well –” You start before Eren cuts you off without hesitation.

“Usually Hanna prepares the towels, fills the bottles with water, and mops the gym after practice. Coach Levi's pretty anal about the gym being clean, so pay attention to that. You’ll want to learn about formations and strategies, too; Hanna fucking sucked when it came to game sense. You’ll work with the sports director Erwin to set up practice matches and travel plans. There’s probably more, but that’s your job, not mine.” He jogs back over to do spiking drills without another word. Your jaw slackens, scoffing at the attitude. What a little shit. Connie shrugs at you in an I’m pretty sure that’s right way. You smile at him, politely dismissing yourself before trudging your way back to your professor’s office.

“Absolutely not,” you say, dramatically sighing to emphasize the sheer disappointment you feel from the experience. “I only talked to Connie and Eren, which was already too much. You’d have better luck with a dog trainer or circus clown to manage them.” Your shoulders drop, but you prepare to defend yourself as to why.

“Please,” Professor Hange begs, their eyes beading with desperation. “I was the one who introduced the previous manager to the guy that got her pregnant. On accident, of course, but they’re totally on my tail about getting a new manager to fill the spot!” They spin around haphazardly before collapsing on their standing desk in an unconvincing sadness. “I’ll even see if they’ll pay you as if you were working a normal student job.”

You internally cringe, but are now forced to consider the prospects. Chewing on your lip, you respond. You know if you look back on this moment at any point, you’d want to go back in time and slap yourself.

“If you can make it a paid position, I’ll do it.”

Unsurprisingly, Professor Hange got their way in the end.

next: part 1, reiner x reader

#aot #aot x reader #eren yeager #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren smut #attack on titan #aot fanfiction #attack on titan fanfiction #anime smut #marco bott #marco bott x reader #smau #aot smau

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holylulusworld · 9 months

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Looking for some recommendations by you or your kind followers 🥰

Steve or Bucky mafia / mob or abo series

And Henry Cavill series (I've fallen into a big rabbit hole of lusting over that man lol)

I've read all of your stories so much Lulu, like Consolidation Bride is like my number 1 series. I reread it often sometimes when I walk my dog or when I'm moody and on my period😂.

Hi lovely. Aw, I'm happy someone loves Consolation Bride as much as I do. I'm tempted to write a sequel, I just don't know when.

Let's see, I will list the blogs coming to my mind in random order. I hope I don't forget half of the people I follow...

I highly recommend @angrythingstarlight's blog for Mafia AUs. She has wonderful Mafia AUs for Bucky.

@navybrat817 has great stories for Bucky & Steve & Henry's characters. Check her Bucky list for Mafia stories.

@kinanabinks has an awesome Mafia Bucky x Best Friend (fairy) series. You can find it here: MOB!BUCKY MASTERLIST

@jtargaryen18 has a wonderful Mafia Steve / arranged marriage story called His Inheritance (ongoing). I got it on my reading list.

@sinner-as-saint has all your little heart desires, including mafia AUs, A/B/O and so much more.

@biteofcherry has great a/b/o & mafia stories for Steve. I think some are dark, so check the warnings for triggers.

@smutsonian has this mafia Steve I just discovered and need to read.

@buckyalpine has a story called pretty little thing with Mob Bucky. It's on my reading list.

You are looking for Henry & his roles? Fear not. Look at @littlefreya's blog. Here's her "stories" masterlist. There is a drabbles masterlist in her bio too.

Do you need more Henry? Here you go: @viking-raider will help you out.

@waiting4inspiration has an Alpha Bucky series.

These are the ones coming to my mind atm. If anyone has stories for nonnie to read, please feel free to add them to his post. 😊

#fic recs #fic recommendation #lulu answers

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unrequitedloveletter · 1 year

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I want a love like the movies- give me a trope/character dynamic from this list, a song (or a specific lyric from a song that you want me to base it off of, or even a poem, anything that is seen as art is acceptable here) and a time of day. I’ll use that to write a fic with a minimum of 1k words.

kaz brekker with 29 (from the list) anddddd almost by hozier?? idk first song to pop into my head haha

Love- K.B x gn! reader

okay, this is the last of your requests and it's coming out on my official two year fic-iversary! I posted my first ever fic on maliciousbrekker two years ago to the day, and it's been a wonderfully wild ride in things ever since! No regrets with anything I've done here, honestly!

As for requests generally speaking, the goal is to have at least one more coming out over the weekend! My two year anniversary requests are taking precedent right now because I've been demotivated and haven't posted many of them, but after the two year anniversary requests are done, I'll go through my inbox and decide what I want to write vs what I don't and then I'll proceed and hopefully my requests will be open again by the date in my bio!

The prompt you chose was: reader/writer

Fic type- this is fluff!

Warnings-Kaz is probably a little ooc

"You and your books," Kaz observed as he came into your place. You lived in a flat not too far from the Barrel, one that was simultaneously within walking distance of the Crow Club and the Slat as well as Wylan and Jespers place.

You'd bought it to own it with a portion of your money from the ice court, spruced it up to your liking and saved a room to turn into a library. Bookshelves lined the walls, covered in every book you owned and organized to your preference.

You'd bought a desk for Kaz to use, and within it were countless heist plans, countless letters to Nina, Matthias, and Inej, and even a couple of the journals that Kaz had bought two years before but had only begun using in the weeks after the Ice Court job had been completed.

"I have my books and you have your heists, love," you said, shrugging as Kaz sat at the opposite end of the velvety couch you'd kept in the sitting room. "Everyone has their vices."

"How is it?" Kaz asked. You jabbed at each other for your hobbies occasionally, poked fun and delighted in the sounds of scoffs that eventually turned into barely amused laughter, but in the end, you cared about the other persons hobbies, too.

No matter how much you may have poked fun at Kaz and his love for unlined leatherback journals, for the expensive ink he purchased from a Fabrikator near the heart of the city, you always bought him the ink when you noticed he was running low before he did.

You bought him new leather journals when you saw one that he might've liked in a windowsil and bought him ones engraved as a gift on his birthday or during the holidays.

And, in turn, Kaz did the same. He bought you books from the authors you loved whenever he'd heard that a new one was releasing, took your most beloved books to a book binder when the covers were wearing out and the spines needed re-gluing.

He asked how you liked the books you were reading when he noticed you were reading a different one, bought you the books that your eyes lingered on whenever you'd see something in a bookshop window.

"It's good," you said. "How're the heist plans coming?"

"Decently enough," he responded. "A hundred thousand kruge per person on a seven person crew, if you're in?"

You grinned as you closed your book, looking at the cover for a moment.

"How convenient it is that you ask me to join you on a heist when the book I'm reading involves one."

"Is that your way of saying yes?"

You shot him a look, and he nodded. "Yeah. It's your way of saying yes."

You watched him stand, heading for your office, a pen, and one of his journals.

"Love you!" You called after him. You heard Kaz's amused laughter in response and smiled to yourself.

He didn't need to say it back for you to know he loved you in turn. If anything, he'd likely be the one to turn down the lamps and blow out the low-burning candles when he was done planning the heist he'd asked you in on.

He'd be the one to find you with a book in your lap, having told yourself "just one more chapter" even as your eyes were drooping and sleep was on its way

#kaz brekker #kaz brekker x reader #six of crows #shadow and bone #shadow and bone netflix

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razzjamjar · 12 days

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this hc is eating me alive i need to get it out of my brain

anyway

gilmore girls x batman crossover

tldr: jason todd is rory gilmore’s twin brother who was kidnapped by nurse sheila haywood soon after birth. lorelai was consumed by grief, so no one knows about him

(tw: implied infant death (not actually tho))

post red hood arc, jason returned as red hood, fucked up tim, did the duffel bag crime lord thing, then id reveal to the bats & redemption

he’s teamed up with the outlaws as hood a few times, but usually sticks to crime alley and is going to monthly dinners at the manor at this point

jason does a dna test as part of a regular check up (he hasn’t had one since before his death) to get all his information updated and verified in the bat system

finds out that lorelai gilmore is his bio mom

sheila haywood was married to willis todd when jason was born, hence him thinking she was his bio mom

he also finds out about rory in a background check

he pieces together that they're twins

then goes to stay a week at the dragonfly inn during rory’s spring break

he leaves paper trail that duke picks up

jason was last to use the bat computer and duke was checking something before his day shift and found lorelai and rory in the search history

he pieces it together and hides it from the other bats to give jason some space and time like a good bro

eventually duke and cass team and up and follow him when he takes too long for their taste

various asides of dick, tim, damian, and bruce being kinda clueless/writing off jason’s disappearance for an outlaws mission or smth silly and mundane (ex: an austen estate viewing)

eventually, b, dick, and tim catch on and start getting suspicious about jason’s disappearance

so cass and duke stall then dip to follow jason

the rest of the bats follow soon after (maybe a day or two later after duke and cass)

with each snippet of bats being suspicious or silly, we get a snippet of jason meeting and interacting with townspeople

jason and miss patty get along hilariously well and taylor hates jason and vice versa

jason attends a town meeting

jason meets the gilmore grandparents and charms the shit out of them, then casually drops in “when i was a gotham street kid” or something like that near the very end of night

for jason disappearance, im thinking that there were some complications with their birth, so the twins had to be held in the hospital for a day or two. then sheila haywood, one of the nurses, either straight up kidnapped jason and disappeared, or told lorelai that he passed away and then disappears with him.

also, jason and rory bonding over being bookworms, both of them speaking spanish (or jason teaching her spanish beyond a classroom setting), jason inheriting his grandfathers height, the gilmore grandparents being friends with martha and thomas and/or alfred, rory gets introduced to sibling chaos, sister bonding trip, logan shovel talk, kirk and/or luke being suspicious about jason at first, awkward luke and jason bonding moment (cooking together?), jason becomes sookies favorite bc cooking buddies and he respects her kitchen

basically the characters work so so well together, the amount of really well fitting avenues that this hc could go is crazy

ideally, i have the timeline set in gilmore in mid season 5 and have some scenes written, however i’ve not written jason before and can’t get his characterization down right.

this is free for anyone to use and expand upon, please do!!

#jason todd #red hood #batman #bruce wayne #dc comics #gilmore girls #rory gilmore #lorelai gilmore #headcanon #crossover #jammy whammy posts

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fanfictionlibrary · 11 months

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I loved your Demetri fanfic! it was so bittersweet and well-written.

your bio says your requests are open? could I perhaps request one for Felix? feel free to let your creative juices flow, but something sweet and fluffy between him and his fem!mate?

Thanks lovely! x

Respectful Humming (Felix x fem!Reader)

The reader's appearance is not specified. She is shorter than Felix, though.

A/N: I let my creative juices 😉 flow for this one. Thanks a lot for this wonderful request. I hope you enjoy it, dear Anonymous. Still, I want to emphasize that I do not write sexual content about characters who are underage. I received a few requests for stuff like that, and I must say that I do not feel comfortable with writing those fics.

“That was a rather tedious trial,” Demetri remarked, carrying himself elegantly through the halls of the Volturi’s castle and putting any décor to shame. He was the most ornate décor to have ever existed anyway. The halls and rooms were lucky to have him. He was a statue created by Michelangelo.

“Indeed,” Felix replied, treading softly on the stone floor. Despite his gigantic size, he appeared to be levitating.

“I cannot quite fathom why Aro prolonged the trial unnecessarily.” Demetri turned right, heading toward the library.

“He was in a particularly bad mood today,” Felix explained monotonously. “You know how he can be. It has happened before. He really wanted to see that poor excuse of a vampire suffer.”

Demetri shrugged nonchalantly. “It shall not concern me.” As he and Felix entered the library, he added, “At least Jane and Alec got their fun out of it.”

“Exactly.” Felix's eyes scanned the bookshelves and sitting areas worriedly for your form. You had promised you would be here to await him after the end of the trial. But you were nowhere in sight. “The twins are satisfied for now, and they are unlikely to cause mayhem. Although that is never a guarantee.”

Feeling a heavy weight on his chest, Felix stopped in his track. Standing in the middle of the library, he crossed his arms and used his sensitive ears to locate you. However, neither your heartbeat nor the even sound of your breath seemed to be dwelling in the castle. That was bad. Panic seized him. The world of vampires was wicked and cruel. Had a newborn taken you? Or worse, had one of his ancient enemies broken inside the castle and humannapped you? For vampires, the worst possible punishment was to lose a mate.

A mate for a mate.

Keeping his composure, Felix looked at Demetri, who had sat down at a chess board opposite Heidi. They were flirting ferociously, and although they had been doing this for centuries, they always found new hollow phrases and sweet compliments to charm each other. Their friendship was real, but everyone knew where the two of them would end up. It was the reason why some wished for soundproof rooms. However, the Kings were against such an installment because to run the coven smoothly, their senses needed to have access everywhere at any given time. Traitors, raging newborns, enemies… None of them could have the opportunity to hurt the Volturi’s integrity.

“So, if I win, how about the whole night this time?” Demetri organized the chess pieces.

“First, honey, you have to win. Last time I beat you. And how about you start to become more creative. We have done that so many times already.” Heidi giggled sensually. Her flirting was always of the dominant kind. She never behaved submissively. Tilting her head to expose her neck was something she would never do. You had to accept her as the strong woman she was.

“Hey, Demetri,” Felix called out. “Do you know where (Y/N) is?”

The vampire shrugged. Clearly, he was uninterested. “I don’t know. If she is not here, she is somewhere else.” A cloud fell over the tracker’s face. “It is a pity that I cannot sense her tenor. But her immunity to gifts is the reason why Aro allowed you to keep her in the first place.”

A deep growl rumbled through Felix's chest. Demetri ignored his obvious anger, and the giant walked out of the room, seething. He hated the way Demetri and the others talked about you. Like you were a pet only kept for his amusement. Admittedly, vampires mainly see humans as food, and thus, it is most difficult to establish respectful relationships between humans and vampires. Still, Felix would not allow the others to look down on you. At least not in your presence. He ignored slighting remarks when you were not in the same room, knowing that those would be uttered behind his back anyway.

Anxiously, Felix hurried out of the castle. It was a cloudy day, and the sun was already setting. He didn’t need his cloak. After wandering around for a while and searching for your familiar heartbeat, he found you sitting on a low wall, overlooking the fields and trees expanding in the distance.

Relieved, Felix sighed. He felt like he was reborn into a human, only to be turned into a vampire again. He was so glad to see you were alright. He came to stand behind you and embraced you lovingly. Unperturbed, you continued to hum softly, dangling your legs in the air.

“I thought you wanted to meet in the library,” Felix whispered against the shell of your ear. He had to lean down to accomplish this feat of affection since you were shorter than him. Your head, although you were sitting on a raised wall, did not even reach his chin.

“I thought so, too. I had been in the library. But Chelsea and Renata came in, and they were not so kind.”

“What did they do? Did they say something hurtful?” Felix placed soft kisses on your head.

You shook your head. “That is between me and them. I won’t tell you. Also, as I have mentioned before, I can solve my own conflicts. If I want the others to respect me, I cannot let you fight my battles for me. Otherwise, they will not take me seriously.”

Oh, strong, cute you…

Felix picked you up bridal-style, turned you around, and sat you back down. Now you were facing him. His big hands caressed your shoulders. “I know. You have told me that a lot. More than you should have to.” He was obnoxiously protective of you. So much so that at the beginning of your life in Volterra, he tried to shelter you from the others, seeking out confrontations to solve your arguments. For him, this was not about protecting your pride or dignity or anything. Just that he could not allow others to pick a fight with you. However, it quickly turned out that you were the real menace. You did not back down from any conflicts, and if you were facing heavy provocations, you would unleash witty remarks of your own.

“By the way,” Felix began, “I love that you are not frightened anymore when I approach you.”

You laughed amusedly. “Right, if you had hugged me from behind two months ago, I would have jumped.” A cheeky grin was plastered on your face. You got up, standing on the wall. Felix grabbed you by your hips to stabilize you. Emotionally and physically, he gave you equanimity and equilibrium. “Look. I am taller than you are now.”

“Barely. I am not sure that counts.”

“Yes, it does. Even if it’s only a centimeter, Felix.” You rolled your eyes playfully. Then, your gaze became serious. “I was really afraid of you until we reached a certain level of trust. Now, it is like I can almost feel when you are around. I do not need to see you to have that feeling. A special kind of security shrouds my body and mind when you are near. Just now, as I was humming to myself, I felt that you were close and searching for me.”

Hmm… Was that an early manifestation of your gift? “You are wonderful. Do you know that?” Felix pulled you in by your waist.

“Of course, I do. You tell me every day.” With a big smile on your face, it was you this time who leant down to kiss him.

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