#First time writer

[hevvxx2]

Title: Firebreak

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

(Tony mentioned)

Warnings: uhh.. none I think..? Just pure fluff!

If you’re interested in part 1 then check out part 2 here!

Summary: A woman with uncontrollable flame powers lives in isolation, unable to touch anyone without burning them. (Karlach reference!! Bg3!) At the Avengers Compound, Bucky Barnes—who knows what it’s like to be feared—offers her his vibranium hand. For the first time in her life, she feels the touch of another person without causing harm. It’s a small moment, but it changes everything for her…

The Avengers Compound hummed with quiet energy—labs buzzing, training rooms echoing with sparring matches, but in the farthest wing, in a temperature-sealed suite built entirely of reinforced vibranium alloy, sat her.

She stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, arms folded tightly against her chest as sunlight filtered through the reinforced glass, flickering off her skin like heat waves. Her body shimmered subtly, like a mirage—she was always warm to the touch, always glowing faintly with the embers of what she could never control.

A living furnace.

Born with the gift—or curse—of flame manipulation, her body ran hotter than any human could withstand. At rest, she was searing. With emotion—fear, joy, anger, desire—she became an inferno.

She’d never touched anyone. Not without leaving a scar.

Tony had been working on a solution for months now: gloves, suits, containment tech. So far, everything failed. Heat-proof materials melted under her skin. Nanotech overloaded. And today, for once, she let her disappointment show.

Bucky Barnes watched her from the hallway through the heat-insulated glass.

She didn’t notice him at first—her head leaned softly against the window, eyes closed, lost in thought. Even though she had trained with the team, saved lives, fought battles… loneliness followed her like a second shadow. She was surrounded by people who fought beside her—but never with her.

No one could touch her. No hugs. No handshakes. No comfort. No closeness.

And Bucky?

Bucky…. understood isolation. He knew what it meant to feel like you didn’t belong in your own body. He knew the weight of being dangerous—of being afraid of yourself.

He stepped through the sealed entrance after activating the fireproof protocol Tony had designed just for this room. His vibranium arm was already exposed, jacket tossed over his shoulder. That arm could withstand her at her worst—probably. It was the rest of him that worried her.

“You’re not supposed to be in here.” she murmured without looking.

“I know.” Bucky replied. “I wanted to see how you were doing.”

She turned to him then, wary. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Tony says he’s getting close.”

“He’s always getting close.” she said, her voice trembling. “But I’m still here. Still untouchable. Still burning. I don’t even know what it feels like to hold someone’s hand Bucky. Or to hug someone without hurting them. You have no idea—”

“I do.”

That shut her up…

Immediately.. her mouth snapping shut.

“I know what it’s like to think you’re too dangerous to be loved.” he said. “To think your touch is poison. I spent years afraid of myself. Afraid I’d snap. Hurt someone. Lose control. But you—” His voice softened. “You don’t hurt people. You protect them.”

She shook her head. “I’m a hazard.”

“No. You’re a goddamn miracle.”

Silence fell between them, thick and hot.

The ambient temperature was rising—her pulse speeding up, body reacting involuntarily to his nearness, his voice, the sincerity in his eyes. Her skin shimmered brighter now, her control fraying.

“You need to go.” she whispered. “I’m burning hotter. You’re going to get hurt.”

But Bucky didn’t flinch.

“I trust you.”

And slowly—so slowly—he reached out his vibranium hand.

“Let me try.”

“No—Bucky—if I lose focus—”

“Then burn me.”

Her breath hitched.

“I’ve had worse.” he added, with a slight smile.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at his outstretched hand. No one had ever offered this. No one had ever dared. Her hand hovered in the space between them, shaking.

One inch.

Then two.

Her fingers touched the metal.

A hiss of steam rose in the air.

But he didn’t pull away.

Her fingertips pressed to his palm. The metal darkened, glowing orange at the edges—but it held. He held.

Her eyes widened, emotion crashing through her like a wave.

“I can’t feel anything.” she whispered. “Except the pressure. But still—”

“It’s a start.”

She choked on a laugh, breathless and overwhelmed. “You’re insane.”

“Probably.” Bucky said. “But if there’s a way to get closer, I want to find it—with you.”

And that was it. The moment that rewrote the rules of her world.

Because now she knew—touch wasn’t just a sensation.

It was trust.

It was daring.

It was him.

And for the first time in her life… she wasn’t alone in the fire.

A/N: i hope you guys enjoyed this little story I made! I have no idea if I should maybe make this a series..? y’all let me know if you’d like this to be a series!

[yuukoviejackal]

Some Kyoya Headcanons for you simps

Fanon Kyoya Ootori Headcanons:

Secret Softie: Beneath that cold, calculating surface is someone who melts when someone shows him genuine affection — especially if it's physical touch he’s not used to, like a gentle hand through his hair or someone holding his wrist instead of his hand.

Sleeps Like the Dead: When he finally lets himself sleep, he’s impossible to wake. It’s the only time he lets his walls down completely, and he ends up curled into blankets like a cat.

Hopeless Romantic (in Denial): Pretends he's too logical for romance, but secretly reads classic romantic literature and gets attached to slow-burn love stories. He always sides with the “emotionally repressed love interest” when watching dramas.

Jealous Type — But Subtle: If someone he likes is getting too close to someone else, he’ll sabotage it quietly. Maybe a snide comment. Maybe he "accidentally" schedules an event that requires their presence. Either way — very Ootori.

Flirty When Caught Off Guard: Normally smooth and indifferent, but if someone actually flusters him, he defaults to flirtation to gain control again. It’s less about seduction and more about scrambling.

Weak for Cute Things: Would never admit it, but he has a soft spot for small animals and cute plushies. If you walk in on him gently petting a bunny, he’ll deny it ever happened.

Terrible With Feelings: He’s the guy who gives practical gifts (like a new planner) and thinks it’s romantic. It’s not until later he realizes he could’ve, like... written a nice note. Or hugged someone.

Loves Hair Play: He acts annoyed when someone touches his hair, but internally he’s basically purring. It's one of the few times he feels fully at peace.

"Touch-Starved But Doesn’t Know It": Doesn’t think he needs physical affection until someone hugs him and he feels like his spine just dissolved.

Mild Sad Boi Hours: Sometimes he watches the others joke around and has a moment where he thinks, “I wonder if they’d still like me if I didn’t do everything for them.” And then goes back to typing on his laptop like nothing happened.

[chowdersinterlude]

Home

Tamaki Amajiki x fem!reader

Contains: FLUFF OFC (thats rlly it)

Summary: since tamaki is always saying “I wanna go home” I thought of the couples always saying their partners are their home sooo…☺️🤍

IM A FIRST TIME WRITER SO PLS DON’T MIND THE HORRIBLE STORYTELLING😭

(I did this on paper)

Your shy boyfriend took a while to get fully comfortable with you, but it was worth it because he is the sweetest and cutest person you’ve ever met.

Class 1-A is in practice and the big 3 are supposed be o be villains, and to the classes advantage you are dating the hopeless tamaki amajiki

“Alright Deku what’s the plan?” Uraraka smiles at him with stars in her eyes

“N-not so fast!” A low and muffled voice yells out

“Wait.. is that??” The whole class follows up by turning around

“TAMAKI!!” Deku shouts

Tamaki is startled by the amount of eyes looking at him, making him overwhelmed

“I wanna go home…” the indigo haired boy turns to walk away

“Hey tamaki! I’m over here” you wave at him smiling

“Y/N!” He runs over to nuzzle into you

“Perfect idea y/n, you can distract him while we take care of the others!” The class swiftly splits up and runs separate ways

“Alright Tama, you sure you won’t get in trouble for letting them go?” Your soft spoken words could make him melt on the spot

“j-just stay with me for a while..” is all you can make out due to his face muffled in your chest

BEEP BEEP [speaker:] practice is over class 1-A cleared wave 3 and may continue with daily class.

“Aw Man! Tamaki your really something huh?” Mirio Jokes while walking up with nejire

Tamaki positions himself behind you setting his chin on top of your head groaning with annoyance

“I just wanted to go home..” tamaki mumbles

Nejire giggles “alrighty, I think ‘home’ needs a break”

And to that tamaki turns you around and plants a kiss on your forehead before walking away flushed red with the two

LATER ON IN THE DORMS

You jump up to the knocks at your door

“I’m coming I’m coming, who is it?” You press your ear against the door

“I-it’s me y/n..” as soon as you hear his soft voice you open the door

And to your surprise, his violet eyes staring at you as his free hand covers his already burning red face while the other is shoving a bouquet of your favorite flowers

“Awe My sweet boy” you lean in and remove his hand from his face to plant a kiss on his cheek

“Oh! Since you are here.. would you like to watch a movie with me?” As you expected he nodded with excitement

“Get comfortable my love, I’m just gonna get water”

But as you came back you see him already dozed off, as anybody would you just lay next to him but of course nobody could fall asleep that fast and your big baby cuddled himself closer and laid his face into your chest

“You little faker!” smiling at him giggling

He chuckles back then slowly dozes back off from your soft touch.

You Are And Always Will Be

His Home

[tammyu-2]

Hey

please make a hsc for Tmnt 2012 (Mikey, Leo, Raph, Donnie) turtles find out her lover's big secret (e.g. that she's a former foot clan soldier.....you name it) how the turtles react to the reader's lies...will they forgive her...will they hold a grudge

Thanks🧡💜❤️💙

EEK! My first ask I'm so fricken scared ;-;

But that sounds doable :P

I'm so sorry if it's bad I'm learning as I go

2012 TMNT find out their lovers dark secret!

no usage of gender, angst in the beginning crashes out after that, this was kinda a challenging pronto to do, cringe, first time write! Not proofread-

Hear we go

LEO

When Leo started dating you, he immediately put trust in you. Literally, He would never think you could do any wrong. You're his angel and his light. His home.

So that being said, I believe that he is the type to ignore red flags. Like not clearly, obviously right in his face flags. It's more like something that should be taken as suspicious, but he brushes it off way too easily.

You would think man had learned his lesson from Karai

You worked for shredder. You weren't exactly his right hand, but he knew you never failed at your jobs, so he only sent you on hefty ones. He gave you a simple task. Get in with the turtles, find any Intel, and try your best to pause any progress they had to beating the foot clan so they could always be one step ahead but not too much that it blows your cover.

So when you met Leo on the rooftops staring off into the distance you knew it was your chance.

Fast forward and you two are an item. Your spying on them and your doing pretty good and distracting and delaying them.... A little too good....

Let's get one thing straight. Splinter is onto you the second you invited yourself to the lair. However he waited till his judgement was proven true. Don't get me wrong. There's a small part in his brain that is fond when you aren't doing your dirty work and bonding with the turtles. But there was still something off about it all to him.

Leo trust you with his heart with red tinted glasses, Splinter is sus and the turtles don't mind you (except Donnie and Raph are usually on thin ice when you just so happened to be at most of their fights just by "bumping into them") BLAH BLAH LETS GET TO THE GOOD BIT.

You had decided to take a role call with shredder in the sewer base. The turtles were off on a mission and shredder had gone out to walk around the sewers for whatever reason. You thought you were safe but you were wrong. The turtles had the normal argument about Leo's leadership which ended in Leo leaving the mission early to mop around in his room. He knew you were there and hoped you would ease his mind. The rest of the turtles went off with Raph leading.

You talked on the device you were given for your job to shredder. You ended it feeling super triumph that you got approval from shredder even if it was very hard to tell. You grinned before turning around the door that lead out Leo's room only to be stunned.

Leo had been standing there (shell)shocked and your face fell immediately. It was a quiet beat before you jumped to defend whatever he may have heard.

"Damn spam callers huh? They.. they don't know when to quit!"

You said feeling yourself crumble as your heart ached at the complete and utter lose for words Leo looked.

"Your working for shredder..?"

He said with such a hurt tone that you wanted to start balling tears right this second.

"Listen-"

"I trusted you.. I cared for you and the whole time you were working with shredder! What the hell!-"

He cut you off, and you could already feel the disbelief turn into anger. You missed him off. You used to think you did this job cause you wanted, but deep down, you knew you cared for him. If you could just have just been on his side, you would. But you can't.

"You don't understand Leo I had to.."

You said trying to reason with him but the pure burst of confusing emotions that were all bursting in made it hard for him to believe there was any civil acts that were going to come from this.

"Save it. I can't believe i trusted you."

"Leo-"

"Get out before Splinter comes back. I hope our paths never cross."

He said harshly. But between that exterior you could see in his eyes that you have severally hurt him and you wish you could take it all back and help him. Comfort him. Anything! But what's done is done.

"Please bab-"

"Out. Now."

You said nothing else as he averted his gaze. You struck a nerve. A heavy one. You were fighting with yourself. One side is telling you to drop everything and make it up to him. Leave shredder and help him. Your other side is hating hot pathetic you were being. Begging for your enemy? When did you actually start caring for him, and why has it interfered with your work. That said of you felt disappointed by your childish acts of getting too close.

You said nothing after. You left the lair, and Leo broke the second you left. Sitting on his bed with his head in his hands. How could he have been so stupid? He knew letting you walk away wasn't a good idea, but deep down, he still cared for you even though he knew he shouldn't. Why was life so cruel. God, he missed your touch already....

After that, you hadn't returned to the clan nor had you contacted them. You threw away the only thing you had to communicate with them. You hated yourself for doing such an idiotic thing. From then on, you followed the turtles. Secretly hiding in the shadows watching them fight. And when you eeaves drop, you hear about how Leo is constantly teased on how he still misses you after literally being in cahoots with the enemy. You always look like he wants to jump off the nearest bridge at any mention of you and is making your chest swell.

[Holy Frick that was so much writing. I just started spitting out words like I was Niki Minaj :0 anyway remember to charge your battery and drink smth]

DONNIE

You were a heavy materialist and you studied biology like it was your native language. You love the study of creatures and how their mechanisms worked. So just imagine the shock you got when you met a mutated talking turtle! Holy shit!

Now unlike Leo, Donnie may be love sick but he is smart. Any suspicious behavior will not go unnoticed by him. So he will ask you when he can for any suspicious acts you may have. However we are forgetting the fact that he is love sick. So anytime it seems like he is catching onto you, just butter him up, flirtatiously hold his hand or even a simple kiss on the cheek that startles him will make him immediately forget what he was thinking.

Now. Why the hell are you sus and what are you hiding from Donnie boy? .... you wanna capture him and offer him up to the American government to do testing on his fascinating mutated form and to involve yourself with the mysteries of his creature like appearance using high technology the government has caved in their confidential labs!..... what's that look for? Wouldn't you wanna try dissecting a living organism to look at its each individual cells that build together mixed with chemicals to make a tiny turtle into a humanoid mutant capable of learning the highest for of fighting?

For those who are lost, you wanna sell him and his brothers to the government to let them help you do tests on them.

Your plan was full proof. Get close, mingle, trap, sell, test. So that being said, you could have gotten away with it, but... your sleep schedule screwed you over. You were in Donnie's lab with the confidential files and papers you had planning your trap and explaining your plan. You, however, forgot to drink coffee and fell asleep in your chair. So when you had your princess nap Donnie read through the files.

Let's just say you woke to a not so happy Donnie. You smiled and groaned a good morning. You stretched as your eyes long on the desk next to you. With you documents wide open. Suddenly you didn't need a cup of coffee to wake up cause you were WIDE awake.

"Wanna explain?"

You couldn't explain anything without seeming like a flat liar.

"You weren't supposed to see this.."

"OH really? Cause it looks like you wanna sell me off to the higher-ups to do unsolicited lab tests on us."

He said sassing you. You were caught. You had nothing to say. Your brain looking for different solutions to this....

"These aren't mine. Do you honestly believe I would ever do something bad to you?"

YEAH, CAUSE GASLIGHTING IS TOTALLY GONNA WORK Y/N! God, why are you so smart and so stupid 😒

"Really? Because if I'm reading right these have your signature on them. And folder has your full name on it."

YOUR SCREWED. YOUR DEAD HA BYE GURL!

"I-"

"Honestly I don't blame you if I had a discovery I'd wanna study it's entire living organism. But you had the audacity to come into our house, lead me on and expect to just ship up off?"

"I know it seems bad, I don't really mean bad intent!"

"No, your intent was perfectly fine. You knew what you were doing, and yet you still did it for months, may I say! Did you really have such low morality to say you love me but go and backstab me like this?"

Right so your traped. And thinking of a way out. The turtles are all sprawled on the floor of the living room. Master Splinter is in his quarters and you had a ticked off Donnie in front of you. If you timed it right you could make a break for it and escape. Then contact the government and they could do your dirty work for you. You chose to keep Donnie and the government keeps his brothers and you live happily every after with you and your turtle boyfriend that will be locked up in a test tube.

Donnie was still talking, but your brain didn't want to hear anymore of his disappointed tone and stern but hurt face. So at the right moment.. you bolted for the open lab door, not even bothering to look back. You hop over the couch and make a break for it out the sewers and into the new York City night. You stopped once you knew you were safe. It's safe to say you would be avoiding them for now....

After that, you had decided not to rat them out. And as miserable and sad it sounds, you went back to Donnie. He surprisedly forgave you after a few weeks. However, he will never forget. He will sass you about it all the time, and you still feel dread whenever it's brought up. Splinter threatens you to never pull a stunt like that again.

[This one is more goofier than expected]

RAPH

Sorry if I'm a little bad a raph.

SO THIS IS GONNA BE CRAZY. my mind works in mysterious ways.

You and raph were an odd pair. But you complimented each other nicely. He was still the tough asshole he was. He wasn't suddenly a softy when you came by. But he was alone more patient and understanding when it came to you. But this man will catch you out on your bluff immediately. He doesn't care how close you guys are if you're sus he WILL say it to your face. Luckily, that has never happened. You made sure it hasn't.

What's your secret with raphy? Well.. in a battle, he lost one of his weapons and couldn't find it, so he thought it's fine and he'd get another one from Splinter. So in battle, that sword thingy went flying, and it flew you and hit your newly bough puppy.. YES HE KILLED YOUR DOGGY JUST AS YOU BOUGHT HIM [this sounds so fucking stupid I'm sorry I'm tired it's 3am..]

So you vowed to take back his life by kidnapping his pet spike. You got close to him, and he plan was full proof. You spent your time and dedication to finding who killed your dog, getting close to them, and earning trust. So one day, all the turtles were our doing who knows what. You reached into spiked tank and scooped him up. You slowly walked to the door and of liar only to be met with a raph.

Silence passed for a solid few moments. Have I mentioned that you still weren't allowed to do anything but feed spike. And you were especially told that you weren't allowed to even take him out of the tank.

"What do you think your doing?"

He was confused and simply just didn't understand what bullshittery you were doing. He registers from your shocked face, spike in your hands, and you almost on your way out the door.

"Are you kidnapping Spike?"

You didn't know what to do, but you knew that from his tense expression that he would beat the shit out of you. Especially since you should've waited longer for him to trust you more.

"Okay, listen. You know what I'm doing. I know that I'm doing. Can we just fight it out cause I'm not leaving this liar empty handed."

"Wow, a person after my own heart. Or should I say my own pet?"

You got into your fighting stances and literally tossed Spike around like a basketball as he just seemed chill about being passed like a beach ball. It was a on going battle, and it ended with you without spike and out the house. But this won't be the last of you.

[THAT WAS SO SHIT IM SO SORRY IM GONNA REDO THAT LATER I APOLOGIZE.]

MICKEY

You were a skater and had recently moved into the city. You find a nice empty skate park at night and meet Mickey. You guys bond and stuff, and you two match each other's enemy it's adorable and cute. Not you see hickey is adorable but has no awareness. If you are sketchy, then he will just shrug it off or not even notice. He is the one turtle you don't need to persuade in any way to make sure he doesn't catch on. Of course, if it's bluntant, then he will recognize it, duh.

What the hell is your problem? You wanna make it big as an influencer but find it hard to get a Kickstart to having skatetok notice you. But like woah dude.. imagine like a video of a mutant turtle doing kickflips. That would definitely make you blow up. But you need to be able to be close with him to get good camera angles and he can't know that your recording him! Heavens no.

Now somewhere in the mix you end up dating and it's not crossed your mind that this plan for stardom wasn't full proof. You started hanging out with Mickey more and talking to him. You guys became inseparable. You kept telling yourself it was for your fame but you know damn as hell that it's because he's growing on you.

Now other than forgetting your main purpose in this plan you realize that capturing an experienced skater that moves fast, and doesn't know your recording them is harder than it looks.

However after trying and getting distracted you finally caught the perfect video. Now. How did Mickey find out? Simple. You left your phone out. He was nosey and went to your gallery and found the video. He also looked through your notes and found your double sided plan. Not cool man

He shows you the phone like what's this about?? You brush it off and tell him the truth. He asks if the video would actually reach millions if you post it. You say yes and suddenly he feels less betrayed. You guys post the video it get 5 likes and 10 views. You guys take it down after a day.

After that, he still brings it up every so often to diss you on your failed achievement, but in general, you guys are fine.

THAT WAS HORRIBLE WE STARTED OFF STRONG THEN WE WENT BALLING TO THE GROUND

Anyway I'll make up for it I promise

~Tammy<3

[restesdelune]

A pic and a Richonne fic ✍️🏽✨️

I "just" needed to write a fic that felt like this pic.

It went well, at first...

"A TOWL-inspired, canon divergent horny & poetic fanfic set in Alexandria"

Now I'm 23...24? 25? chapters deep, knitting stories in 4D and suffering for the greater Richonne good ✍️🏽🥹❤️‍🔥

Thank you for the kudos and amazing reviews on parts 1 and 2, I'm glad some of you enjoyed the back-to-back massive updates, because it's the only way I know how to write 🙃

I swear part 3 is coming! It's just so long, it's getting ridiculous. Nothing like I've ever written before, and it shows ⏳️ but I'm on it!

Conclusion: writing is hard (duh!)

Help 🥲

Okay 🤗

You're welcome to check out my cute edits on youtube ⤵️

Thanks again for your patience and support 💖

[yanagikou]

So it finally happened folks. I started writing.

The following is a co-written creation of @vlka-fenryka and myself, prompted by an awesome Warhammer RP and our last two brain-cels being super compatible.

The piece is pure indulgence based on our Pen & Paper HH campaign characters, Stryga (Night Lord) and Azgareth (World Eater) and contains copious amounts of smut (and probably typos, as none of us are native English speakers).

Also, it is my first time writing anything outside of an academic setting, so if you want to be a meanie, I can't stop you but I will challenge you to a duel by sword.

Artwork by me

Fanfiction by @vlka-fenryka and me

You have been warned, so proceed with caution.

Click below:

First Step Towards Eternity

[zweetdreamzz]

𓍢ִ໋ ⋆˚ ☕️ SO CLOSE, BUT SO FAR . જ⁀➴ |

Nahoya Kawata

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆ ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა

warnings; sugar daddy! Nahoya, implied chubby! Reader, f!reader, a bit of degrading, pet names, oral sex f & m receiving, spanking, fingering, a bit of hair pulling, kinda brat taming, TIMESKIP Corrupt Toman! Nahoya, Mean! Nahoya, a bit of Dom! Nahoya, maybe bimbo reader?, porn w/ plot, first time writer so might be bad, Hoya is physically taller than reader and bigger, M!DNI PLZ!!!

Word count, 2.2K (૮ •͈ ‸ 𖦹 ა )

Nahoya Kawata. A feared captain of the fourth division of the delinquent gang Tokyo Manji or known as ‘Toman’ or at least he USED to be. Always feared, loving the feeling of beating someone’s ass regardless of who they are, side by side with his gang members and his brother, oh how he misses those days; but good thing he’s rich now!

You were just a simple barista, cleaning tables, dealing with rude people who thought they were better than you, and all KINDS of men. Hitting on you, getting mad when you rejected them, even threatening you on the job. But you couldn’t do anything, this job is what you needed to pay your rent, that was until you met him..

He walked in the cafe with his straight, orangish hair, clearly not used to it being locked from its curly form, a smile that could make your heart stop from fear and attraction, his eyes closed, the perfect voice mixed with a giggle and a deep voice, and a tannish suit that showed off his lean physique and god, the way he spoke his first words to you should’ve been the first red flag, but his words sounded like the sweet taste of honey from a bumblebee.

As normal like all the other guys that came for ‘coffee’, he asked for your number and stupidly enough, you agreed, feeling like you had to give him as his smile was slowly starting to curt. Slipping it to him on his receipt for the order of his coffee, black coffee with nothing but sugar, oh god how it matched him perfectly; you got a call later that night to find out his name as you picked it up, ‘Nahoya Kawata.’ It seemed so nice when it rolled off his tongue, you heard the voice of another girl in the background, yelling, screaming, crying even for his attention, another red flag you stupidly ignored because of Nahoya’s tantalizing voice. Asking you out for a date, which you agreed, and that’s how it all started with you becoming his sugar baby.

Always buying you lavish gifts, giving you money when you need it, making sure your rent is paid for, even getting you the apartment you dreamed of! It seems perfect, but god knows that money can’t hide it all. He always throws money at you, a new girl on his arm while you’re just old and the perfect toy he can always go for when he doesn’t get the girl he wanted for the night, and he’s found some new arm candy, again.

Once again stopping by your apartment you finally decide to confront Nahoya, which he responds with a callous tone mixed in with the high pitch of his giggly voice, the smile you once fell for making you disgusted at the way he talks back to your defiance. “Just shush and take the money, alright doll!”

You glared at the way he treated you, his words making you feel dumb and also insulted, trying to ignore the way his sweet voice always made you feel like putty. Arguing back with him with respect for yourself finally coming up again. “Fuck you, ‘Oya! Either I leave you or you make me your only girl!”

Nahoya couldn’t lie as he stared down at your angry face from his clean height of six feet tall. The smile on his face turned into something a bit more sadistic, he grabbed your face with the slender, fingers decorated with metal adorned rings designed into a skull, two more into initials of his name and his last and another it seems with the same last name.

For however long it seemed since you’ve met the man before you, you’ve never seen his eyes until now. Being met with the angry, deceitful, but hungry eyes of a pretty color of moss green darkly turning. His words resonated with you as his voice seemed to turn you even more into putty.

“Ah, ah, ah~ what I tell you first thing you got here doll? You’re not my top priority, but ‘f you gonna be such a bitch about ‘t, might just fuck you like the little bitch yea acting like!”

As Nahoya’s words finally clicked inside your nearly going cock-dumb brain and you haven’t even done anything yet. You felt him shove his lips roughly to yours, keeping your face clutched in between his slender fingers, ruining the cute, cherry lipgloss he bought for you, letting his other hand go up the Victoria Secrets blouse he bought you, continuing to ravage your lips as he finally lets go of your face. Feeling proud of the already fucked out face he made of you.

“Such a cute, fucked out little face… ‘gonna make sure you’re ruined by tonight!”

His hands also approached the buttons of your blouse with a gentle touch, but you both knew that wasn’t what he wanted. You couldn’t lie as your thong was almost soaked by the way he tore off your blouse with a hungry touch. Leaving you in just a lace bra with wire straps looking like it would cut your shoulders; his hands grabbing your soft hips and placing you up on the marble kitchen counter of your apartment. Grabbing the hooks of your bra and tearing it off with a smirk on his face that you’ve never seen before, be oh he knew it was all telling…

Finally sinking his mouth onto the nipples of your breasts, having to lean his head down a bit as he happily rubbed the wet spot appearing on your thong. Pulling and tugging at it to keep your puffy cunt warm from his teasing.

Your glossy smeared mouth mewling and whimpering from the pleasure and slight pain you felt in two places of your body, trying to rub your plush thighs together from the sweet tension growing in your thong.

A slap comes to your clothed cunt, a whimper escaping from your mouth as Nahoya talks about your needs like it’s a burden for him to take care of.“Such a pretty ‘lil thing, but too damn loud. Gonna make sure yea screamin’ my name by tonight.”

That was all you could hear before he his lips let go of your now puffy nipple with a wet *pop!*, smirking at the look of your soft lips in a tired ‘O’ your eyes teary eyed already and begging for the touch you hated only a few moments ago. He finally gave into your needs and sunk down to your knees, his fingers gently exposing the way your puffy cunt glistened in the light of your kitchen.

He sunk his long fingers inside of your cunt, making sure he put his mouth to work, his tongue working with his fingers as the wet muscle twitched and curled inside of your wet gummy walls. Your manicured hands trying to find its way to his forcibly straightened hair, your mouth continuing to let out mewls and moans loud enough for your neighbors to hear, your plush thighs wrapping around his head before you finally utter the words he’s wanted to hear since you started to get an attitude with him.

“H-hoya! Cummin’ ‘m cumming!-“

Your words sounded so pretty to him, the way you slurred your words, the way your gummy walls were clenching around him and sucking in his tongue and long fingers like a vice grip. You felt emptiness from your puffy, soaked cunt as your brows gently furrow, glancing down to see Hoya hovering over you with the same smirk on his perfect face, he grabbed you by the same hair he paid for only to be ruined by him now. Placing you on your knees as he keeps his eyes on you, waiting for you to pull down his tanned pants down to suck his cock.

You could only apply as your shaky hands gently hooked around the belt loops of his pants, being met with the sight of his raging cock having a bulge and a wet spot with his precum showing through his gray boxers, he scoffed out loud as he pulled down his boxers.

His cock bouncing up and down as it finally stopped against his abdomen, he had a slight happy trail of orange hairs that almost made you drool at the sight, his reddened tip slathered in precum as you gently placed your lips on the tip of his cock. Bobbing your head up and down on the six inch cock he had, almost too thick for you to take; feeling it hit the back of your throat as his hands was roaming through your perfectly done hair turned into nothing but a mess from all he’s done, hearing soft grunts, groans, and almost whines escape from his lips.

“Shit.. y’know ya so pretty when you’re not running your mouth like a ‘lil bitch…~”

You’re sure you could feel your puffy cunt clench around nothing at the way he talked to you, a moan escaping from your throat as your moan made his cock vibrate, a grunt escaping from his lips as he shoved your head fully down to the base of his cock, warm, tart ropes shooting down your throat into your tummy. Letting your mouth come off his cock with a loud, wet *pop!*, licking your lips clean as you gently batted your lashes up at him with soft doe eyes that made your pupils seem like hearts.

“Aww, think this little act ‘s gonna win me over? Huh, honey? Let’s get you in the bedroom.”

Hoya couldn’t lie that he felt his cock harden again at the way you stared up at him from your knees; his hand picking you up from your soft hips and dragging you over to your bedroom. Throwing you down onto your queen-sized bed he bought you with a new-found roughness you couldn’t lie and say you didn’t enjoy.

‘Hoya grabbed you once again by your hair, making you choke on the cutest mewl you hid in your pouty mouth, feeling your tummy be pressed up against the rough, naked knee of him. Feeling his big hands nearly cover the whole half of your ass, raising his hand up in the air before he gives a hard blow to your ass.

A loud squeal escaping from your mouth as you squirm around your hips from the pleasurable but painful slap of Hoya’s hand. Feeling his other hand grab you soft, fucked-out face before giving it a hard slap. Making your pussy clench around nothing, you whimper quietly as you snatch your head back from his grasp. Trying to grind your puffy clit onto his knee.

Feeling a soft slap come down to your cunt, glancing back up at ‘Hoya with a soft pout that almost made him want to give you mercy *almost..* he placed one hand near your puffy cunt, another on your bottom as he starts to finger his slender fingers out of your puffy, tight hole going slowly before he picks up the pace, the squelching sounds of your hole getting his fingers all wet from your gummy, sensitive walls, still wet from your previous failed orgasm.

Your face contorting in pleasure, as you grab at Hoya’s forearm, trying to get his fingers out of your puffy hole before he makes you cum, squirt? Who knows. And finally your brain went fuzzy. Your brain going full cock-drunk as a weak, but cute smile appears on your face, he couldn’t help but smirk at the way you looked, his closed eyes finally back as he spoke to you mockingly.

“Aww, ‘s my little brat finally all stupid, just from my fingers?”

Hoya chuckled quietly as he pulled his slick covered fingers from your hole, grabbing your hair and forcing your face up to meet his. Flipping you back on your ass to sit you on the bed, forcing his long fingers in your mouth as you mindlessly suck on them to clean your juices from his fingers. ‘Hoya chuckled quietly again, grabbing you and with ease.

Hoya bent down in-front of your plush thighs, being face to face with your wet hole as it clenched from the cold air in your room. Hoya spat at your hole, smirking quietly at your soft mewls from your sensitive cunt, pushing in his fingers again as your back tastefully arched, and your lips turned into a soft, shiny mess of an ‘O’ ;feeling your earlier orgasm come back to life with a spark back bigger and better.

His fingers sissoring inside you as your mouth continued to let out more mewls and moans that you couldn’t keep quiet, your eyes teary once again as your tears threatened to spill from your eyes at the feeling of pain and pleasure from his long fingers inside your tiny hole.

Hoya finally pulled his fingers out of your sweet hole, smirking at the damage he’s done for you, getting up from his knees and lining up his pretty, thick cock with your tiny, puffy cunt. You couldn’t lie when your cracked voice choked out these words with a hint of uncertainty.

“‘H-hoya? ‘m thinking ‘ts not gonna fit!-“

You felt his finger come up to your mouth, the smirk still plastered on his face as his sweaty, perfect face was so pretty in-front of your fucked out, teary eyed face. It was all a distraction as he shoved his cock into your gummy walls, groaning out loud, his pace started out slow but rough, his hips making your soft ass ripple as he grabbed your hips and quickly flipped you over into your belly.

One of his hands gripping onto your hips, another gripping your belly with a newfound appreciation for your curves. Your mewls got louder and louder before they just turned into incoherent babbles from your little fucked out brain going cock-dumb, your orgasm growing faster and faster before it finally snaps, your eyes going wide as a soft whimper escapes your lips before your brain finally goes from his cock hitting your special spot.

All you could say now was incoherent babbles and soft mewls with your head down into the stained sheets of your bed. His hand letting go your belly to give you one final slap to your plush ass as he cums inside of your sweet cunt, a loud groan escaping from his lips as you can feel all the soft, warm ropes filling up your tummy. Your lips letting out an array of soft whimpers.

“‘m yours H-Hoya, love chu so much!”

“Aww, love you too baby, just one more round ‘n we done for tonight~”

You felt your puffy, ruined cunt clench around nothing at another thought, feeling your body get lifted up with ease as you open your teary eyes to be met with the sight of you sitting in his lap with his limp dick nearly standing proudly at your tummy.

You couldn’t help but let out a gentle moan, feeling his fingers rub your puffy clit, your mouth turning into a soft ‘O’ feeling your hips gently rock against his thigh in desperation for some more friction. Mewling, moaning, begging for Hoya’s fingers to go deeper into your pretty pussy filled from him.

Hoya couldn’t help but smirk as he sunk his fingers deeper inside of you just liked you wished hitting your sweet spot with a soft chuckle, your cunt clenching around his slender fingers as you feel the knot in your tummy finally release, squirting all over his fingers and staining his thighs with your juices.

You finally collapsed onto your stained bed, a fucked out smile on your face as you curled up into a ball tired and ready to go to sleep. Unknowing to the way Hoya had a smile on his face watching you sleep like the girl you are.

You woke up earlier that morning with the sight of Hoya anywhere in your apartment, you almost couldn’t lie saying you missed the man that treated you like he was yours for a might. But a note was on your drawer in his horrible writing saying he would be back later that week, and he wants you to be ready for him and someone special?

Thank you so much for reading this if you made it to the end!!! I hope you liked my first story and I would REALLY enjoy any criticism to help me be a better writer ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶꒱ა also I’m very sorry if the gifs don’t work at first!! ૮ ⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ·̭ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝ ྀིა

[puemort]

For the first time ever, I'm actually liking something that I'm writing.

This feels very weird and I'm NOT used to it. I just hope that I won't wake up tomorrow hating it.

[gege-wondering-around]

Summary:

They had always been this way.

Stiles was the only one to pull Derek ashore,

Guiding the sailor through the storm.

Derek was the only one Stiles looked for,

Searching for a boat to call his own.

So, what would happen if a ship was in need of an anchor all along?

(or Stiles makes his way through Derek, thick skin and scarred past)

Rating: Explicit Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Rape/Non-Con Category: M/M Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Derek Hale & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale Stiles Stilinski Scott McCall (Teen Wolf) Cora Hale Peter Hale Minor Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence | Slow Burn | Minor Character Death | Angst and Hurt/Comfort | Omegaverse Omega Derek Hale | Bottom Derek Hale/Top Stiles Stilinski | Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con | Past Rape/Non-con | Getting Together | Excessive use of pet names | Blood and Injury | First Dates | Aftercare | Blow Jobs | Anal Fingering | Anal Sex | derek hale loses the alpha status | Religious Imagery & Symbolism | very minor tho | Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Friendship | Bad Friend Scott McCall (Teen Wolf) | could or not get a redemption ark | Bathtub Sex | Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things | Time Skips | Violence| Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD | Explicit Sexual Content | Wolf Instincts | My First Fanfic | Stiles Stilinski Has Scars | Soulmates | Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Language: English Status: Ongoing

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tags of people who made this possible: @jayjay55655 (the sweet reason we are here today) @dontcallpanic (you might not know it, but you did a lot) @aurymochi (my savior) @catniploverrrrrr (i wanna hear your thoughts on this so bad once its completed and thank you for your amazing support)

so! have a nice read and stick around to find out more (i'll post every 2 to 4 days) and thank y'all for the support i've already got from you even when this work wasn't even out yet. ( @seaweed-water @oldefashioned @hellameyers @fuji09 so many more that followed along or simply said something nice once). You made me sure enough to post this. thank you🫂✨

[s1k0zu]

Hey everyone,

While I was a bit (okay a lot) late to board the Austin train, once I did, I fell HARD. Before I saw him in Dune II, I knew about him, but never thought to take a second look.

Then I saw Dune and I still can't get Austin's performance out of my head. He was amazing! 😍

I've devoured everything I can find with him since then, and I've been reading a lot of fan fiction lately, and a scene has been playing on repeat in my mind, so I decided to write it down.

I love all the Feyd fics but I find myself wanting more of Austin and less of Feyd (he's just a bit too intense and I kinda miss the hair). So I came up with the idea below.

Let me know if you liked it and if you want me to try writing about something else. 🫣

Fair warning ⚠️ I've never written any fiction before, so this will probably be a mess...and it's maybe a bit too long.

🔞 It's pure smut, so minors stay away!

Under his skin

You and Austin have been together since before his Elvis movie.

You'd met when you were teenagers and became fast friends, but until you had to spend two weeks locked together in his apartment in Australia, because of the pandemic, that was all you were - friends.

You'd visited him for the weekend and then the lockdown forced you to stay.

The tension between the two of you had started escalating gradually, until one night he couldn't resist kissing you any longer. All it took was that one kiss and you were his forever.

You started getting jobs in the crew of all of his projects so you could stay together, which is why you're now in Budapest on the set of Dune II.

It's early morning and it's already as hot as hell. Add to that the giant sound box you've been setting up, so Austin can film his fight scenes in it later, and you're close to fainting.

You haven't seen Austin in two months, because he was busy training in L.A. and you were on location in Jordan with the rest of the cast.

You flew in with the night flight, dropped your bags at his place and went straight to set. He was already there, getting into costume, and you didn't have the time to see him.

Once you're done setting up and finally have some free time you head to his trailer to surprise him and wish him luck.

You open the door and cool air hits your face. Then you see him and you're sure the chill running down your body isn't from the AC.

He's gloriously naked, a black loincloth is all that covers his body. They've painted his torso with black lines and he's got his bald cap already in place. You've seen him in full costume before, but only in photos. This hits differently.

There's something feral and imposing about him and it's doing things to you. Gone is the sweet, gentle Austin you know and in his place is a man who exudes power and dominance.

His body is pure perfection and you know how hard he worked to get here.

"Hey, Earth to y/n. Are you ok?" Austin's voice comes through the fog.

"Yeah", you sigh, "It's just..."

"What?", he asks, a sly smirk forming on his lips.

"Let's just say if you weren't about to shoot, I'd be ruining your makeup right now", you say, raking your gaze over his gorgeous naked body.

"Fuck", he mutters and steps toward you, biting his lower lip, his eyes darkening with want.

"Ah, ah", you stop him, placing a hand on his chest, "makeup."

"Damn you woman! How am I supposed to focus now?", he asks brushing a stray hair behind your ear.

"Hey, I'm not the one wearing next to nothing here," you tell him, "and you're not the only one having a hard time focusing."

You brush your lips against his and his hands instantly grip your face as he deepens the kiss. All the frustration of not being able to touch each other for the past two months melts as your tongues dance frantically, fighting for dominance.

"I'll make you a deal," you say, panting, "you go slay them with your talent and we can come back here during the lunch break, to finish this."

"Deal", he says huskily in your ear, melting you with his beautiful voice.

A crew member comes in to call him to set and breaks the tension before you two can go any further.

You watch him perform, always in awe of his ability to switch between himself and the character in seconds. You busy yourself with work and bringing him water bottles and towels between takes, and just like that the hours go by and it's time for lunch.

"I can't wait to take this thing off my head. I'm sweating like a pig," Austin says, taking a towel from your hands. He's been doing fighting scenes for the past hour and he's in full combat get up.

"I'll stick around to help with the set. Text me when you're done and we can take a shower," you say, walking your fingers playfully up his chest. You lean up to give him a quick kiss but he grabs your waist to keep you there, turning it into a steamy makeout session.

"I've missed you so much," Austin breathes out, his forehead touching yours.

"I've missed you too," you say, tilting his head lower to kiss his nose.

You disengage and he heads to his trailer so the makeup team can remove his bold cap.

A while later you get a text from Austin:

R u coming? We had a deal remember?

You mutter an excuse and head towards his trailer, willing yourself not to run.

#

When you enter, you see him running a hand through his wet hair, the bald cap gone. He still hasn't removed his costume.

"Want some help with that my lord", you ask, starting to unzip the back of his wetsuit.

When he hears you call him that Austin feels a shiver run down his body. He turns and wraps his arms around you.

"Say that again," he growls.

His eyes are dark with desire and you swear you can see Feyd still lurking in the background, ready to pounce.

"You should play the bad guy more often. It's a good look on you...my lord."

"Yeah? Wanna show me just how much you like it?"

You grip his neck, fingers tangled in his hair, and kiss him long and hard, your tongues fighting for dominance. You bite his lip when he pulls away and the groan that escapes from his throat sets your whole body on fire.

He returns the favour by placing kisses on your jaw and down your neck. When he reaches your collarbone he gives it a bite in just the right spot, making heat pool between your legs.

You lean into him, feeling his erection against you and bite his earlobe, whispering into his ear: "I want you inside me."

Austin's hands tighten on your ass and he gives you a smouldering look. His blue eyes are dark with desire as he dives in to kiss you again.

You start undressing each other frantically, hands running all over, tongues locked in a dizzying dance. The room fills with the sounds of heavy breathing, your moans, Austin's groans and wet kisses.

He grabs you by the hand and pulls you into the shower.

You're both panting while he turns around to fidget with the water tap. You admire his naked body while he adjusts the temperature. He's a work of art - all lean muscle chiselled to perfection.

Your eyes travel down his chest to the trail of hair under his belly button and between his thighs and the sizeable erection he's got. His penis is perfect: a round red tip, its length marbled by veins. You can't wait to taste it and feel it inside you.

You can't believe he's yours.

"My eyes are up here, gorgeous", Austin's amused voice brings you out of your dazed wet dream.

"And what a sight they are," you smile up at him.

After seeing you standing gloriously naked before him, raking your lust-filled stare over his body, Austin can't hold himself back any longer.

His hands come up to grab your face and he bends down to devour you. As the kiss deepens, Austin's hands travel down your body, lingering on your breasts. He pinches one of your nipples and you moan into his mouth.

He breaks the kiss to look at you.

Before you can answer he bends down and licks your neck, slowly descending to your left nipple.

"Fuck you're gorgeous. I can't wait to be inside you."

You start kissing his neck, his chest, his abs, your hands trailing down to his hips. His skin tastes salty from the sweat. You kneel in front of him and lick his length slowly, feeling the veins with your tongue. He lets out a groan and braces himself against the tiled wall.

You place tiny nibbles on the head, squeezing his balls, teasing him. He shudders in ecstasy as you swallow as much of his length as you can and start moving your head up and down slowly.

"Fuck, y/n, you have to stop or I'll come...," Austin pants on top of you. You speed up your pace, locking eyes with him.

Seeing you kneeling before him, your mouth on him, looking at him like that drives him over the edge. Austin comes with a groan and you feel his seed spill into your throat. You take him out of your mouth and give the head a little kiss.

"You taste so fucking good every time," you say standing up.

Austin grabs your cheeks and gives you a rough kiss.

"You have no idea how hot you look on your knees, do you?"

When one of his hands sneaks between your legs and he rubs his fingers on your clit you feel a jolt run over your whole body and you can't stop the moan coming out of your mouth.

Austin hears you moan, hands digging into his back and throws caution away - he bites down hard on your nipple, sliding his fingers into you.

"Fuck Austin", is all you can say, your mind going blank with pleasure. You don't know what's gotten into him, but you love this new, dangerous and dominant side he's showing you.

Austin places wet kisses and nibbles all over your breasts and stomach, pumping his fingers into you. You writhe in his arms, hands tugging his hair.

When his mouth descends on your clit you moan loudly. He bites it and then licks the sore spot, curling his fingers inside you. This sends jolts of electricity all over your body and you feel yourself coming, nails digging into his hair.

"Tell me what you want me to do to you," he says, voice hoarse from lust. You can feel his hard length pressing against your entrance.

Austin groans in pleasure when he hears you moan his name, the pain from your nails digging into his scalp sending bolts of pleasure straight to his groin.

He gets up, grabs your hips and lifts you, your back against the tiled wall.

You look at his soft, puffy lips and can't help kissing him again. Austin groans and slips his tongue into your mouth, making you dizzy.

When he finally breaks the kiss to look at you, you see the passion burning in his eyes, but there's something else there too - something feral. You realise he hasn't shaken Feyd off completely.

That sparks something in you, emboldens you.

"Have your way with me, my lord na-Baron. I'm all yours", you say, threading your fingers through his hair and pulling on it, your hips bucking into him.

Hearing you say that, something in Austin snaps. He can't think anymore, all he knows is that he wants to be inside you, now.

With a quiet growl he bends down to crash his lips into yours, sliding into you in one swift move.

You can't help the cry that comes out of your mouth when he slams into you. You were already wet, but he's big.

The sharp pain quickly turns into intense pleasure as he starts thrusting into you with abandon. You can feel every vein on his hard length as he's stretching you and filling you in the best way.

You've been together for years and every time he enters you feels like the first time. It's like your bodies are pieces of the same puzzle. The feel of him inside you is divine.

Austin doesn't wait for you to adjust to his size, he couldn't even if he wanted to. He's possessed by the desire to be inside you, to own you. He picks up his pace, slamming into you, his teeth leaving red marks all over your neck and shoulders. His left hand is moulded to your thigh, his right squeezing your breast.

You've never seen him like this, so forceful and primal, and you realise you love it. As the pain shoots through the pleasure you find yourself coming, trying not to scream. You mould your lips to Austin's to stifle your moans and that just spurs him on. He continues to slam into you, balls-deep, throughout your climax.

After a while, Austin comes to his senses and realises he's too rough, he's hurting you. Just as he slows down his pace, releasing you from his grip, he hears you say:

"No, don't hold back. I want you to lose control. Ravage me."

He looks into your eyes, making sure he didn't just imagine that, and sees only carnal desire and love there. He can't believe you're his.

"Fuck, I love you," he whispers.

You smile and bite his neck hard. The little control he'd managed to take back shatters. Austin slips out of you so he can turn you around, your back towards him, and slams back into you.

One of his hands travels to your neck and squeezes, the other goes to your nipple.

This angle helps him sink even deeper inside you. The sensation is almost too much and you feel the waves of another orgasm coming. Sex with Austin is always great but this is different. He's lost all control and given in to his desire, and you fucking love it.

Austin feels your walls clenching around him and he knows you're close. The hand around your throat tightens as he moves his other hand from your breast to your clit, running his fingers in agonisingly slow circles, and right before you come he inserts two fingers in.

The feeling of his fingers and his hard length inside you is too much and you trip over the edge, your whole body shaking. You claw at his neck and bury your fingers into his hair as he swallows your moans with a kiss when you both come.

You've never seen this side of him before. He's always so protective of you, so gentle. You realise he's been holding himself back, afraid to lose control and hurt you.

He looks at you apprehensively and you smile at him, tugging him close so you can wrap your hands around his neck and give him a slow, tender kiss.

For a while the only sounds in the shower are the running water and your heavy breathing as you're both coming down from your highs.

Eventually, Austin lets you go and eases out of you with a groan. Your legs are shaking as you lean onto the tile wall while he turns around to adjust the showerhead.

He melts into you, relieved you're okay.

You disengage and proceed with your shower, washing each other's hair and bodies, placing soft kisses here and there.

When you're done, Austin stops the water. He swaddles you in a huge fluffy towel, picks you up and carries you to the bed.

He lies next to you on his side, head propped up, facing you, tiny droplets of water running down his face and torso.

"I'm sorry", he says quietly, giving you a sad puppy look and caressing your face.

"For what? Giving me multiple orgasms?"

"No..." he laughs and then falls silent.

"I hurt you. I don't know what came over me."

"Not what, who. You've still got some of Feyd lurking in the background," you say a soft smile playing on your lips.

"That's not an excuse y/n. I should've stopped...I should've..." he trails off, looking remorseful.

"I don't know if you noticed Butler but I liked it. A lot", you lift his head so he can look at you.

"I'm not made of china you know. Promise me you'll stop holding back on me. This was fucking amazing."

"Yeah it was, wasn't it," he says, finally relaxing, "Okay, but on one condition: you promise to tell me if I cross the line."

"Deal," you say and mould your lips over his.

[lele5429]

Retired Assets - The Cold Within

The story is now on Ao3! I am a first-time fanfic writer, and this is my first story written in English.

Please comment, share, and ask me anything!

When an asset is no longer in use, it must be properly retired.

When a hero is no longer in service, retirement does not come easily.

For magical assets, retirement often involves neutralization, dismantling, and disposal. These steps are crucial to prevent powerful weapons from falling into the wrong hands.

Yet, like items, people are sometimes used until they break.

Retirement is painful; it comes at a cost.

Ravio is determined to save Legend from his own mind, but a new force stirs violently within him since his last adventure.

It threatens to overwrite everything he has ever known about himself.

[yuukoviejackal]

Here are comforting headcanons for Lilia Vanrouge x Reader with ARFID, in both platonic and romantic tones:

🦇 Platonic Comfort Headcanons

He Doesn’t Judge. Ever. Lilia has lived for centuries. He’s seen strange eating habits, otherworldly diets, and customs far beyond NRC’s scope. When you tell him about your ARFID, he immediately understands it’s not “just picky eating.”

Lilia Turns It Into a Game: He offers small portions of foods you already like in cute shapes, playful arrangements, or themed around little jokes. “Ah, so we meet again, Mighty Toast Warrior. Shall we attempt battle?” He always keeps it lighthearted to ease pressure.

Protects You from Peer Pressure: If anyone teases you during lunch or makes a comment like, “You’re eating that again?” Lilia appears behind them with a sweet smile and softly says, “How very brave of you to criticize someone else’s survival. Shall I cook your next meal?” That shuts them up.

Always Makes Sure You’re Fed: He checks in during long days or exams to make sure you’ve had something — even if it’s just a safe snack. He’ll bring you crackers, dry cereal, or something comforting and say, “I thought this might help you feel more like yourself.”

Gives You Control: He never pushes. He always asks, “Would this be okay?” or “Is today a ‘no food’ day?” And if it is, he just nods and quietly stays nearby to keep you company anyway.

💜 Romantic Comfort Headcanons

Gentle, Patient, Endlessly Supportive: When you open up about ARFID, Lilia doesn’t flinch or misunderstand. He smiles softly, tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, and says, “Thank you for trusting me with something so personal, little bat.”

Cooks With You (but Not For You at First): Knowing his cooking is famously awful, he asks you to guide him through your safe recipes. It’s less about the food and more about being beside you, laughing at his “absolute culinary restraint.”

Affection Over Expectation: Even on days when eating is out of the question, he still gives you forehead kisses, wraps you in his arms, and sways you gently to music. “Your body’s just as worthy of love when it’s struggling,” he reminds you.

Praises Small Victories: If you try a new food or even manage to think about trying, he’s genuinely proud. “My brave darling,” he whispers, voice full of reverence. “You’ve won a quiet battle today, and I’m honored to witness it.”

Lilia Notices the Signs: If you start showing signs of shutdown or food anxiety (avoiding the dining hall, getting overwhelmed), he gently takes your hand and whisks you away to a quiet courtyard or your room, where he already has your favorite snacks or drinks waiting.

Physical Comfort Always Available: On days when the guilt hits hard, or your stomach hurts from eating too fast, or you just need to cry about how frustrating it is — Lilia holds you close, hums low lullabies from Briar Valley, and whispers that you are so much more than what you can or can’t eat.

[byyliss]

May or may not be planning a Yandere Jujutsu kaisen x reader fanfic that features a "system" gimmick.

It may or may not be inspired by two fanfics I have been obsessed over and others from BNHA.

I'm kinda excited to plan it out. Already wrote the prologue

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The time apart

You had been counting down the days, months even, until you could return home from your lengthy deployment with the Army. The adrenaline from intense missions had long faded, replaced by the aching anticipation of being reunited with your husband, James. For endless nights, you fantasized about your reunion, each thought intensifying your longing and need.

When the day finally arrived, you were a bundle of nerves as you stepped through the door of your cozy home. James was already there, waiting with arms wide open and an affectionate smile that made your heart race. There was no need for words; the soft loving look in James's eyes spoke volumes,

“God, I’ve missed you,” you murmured, your voice thick with emotion as you pulled James into a tight embrace. Your bodies melded together as if they could chase away the months of separation with mere proximity.

You whispered softly into James's ear . Every fiber of your being ached for the closeness you craved so desperately. Your whispered words were barely audible: "I missed you so much~."

James, tenderly, tracing your features with gentle fingers. “me too,” he says loving and, you were glad that you were truly home.

Your reunion was electric, a symphony of love and unrestrained passion. You savored every touch, every kiss, as if you were a parched man tasting water for the first time. Each moment was electrifying.

Together, you embraced the raw, unspoken connection that only time apart could forge, each sensation magnified by the profound relief of being entwined once more. In the cascade of emotions and sensations, you found solace, finally at peace in the arms of the man you loved.

@sweeterthanpeachcobbler

[sophiesprivatelife]

Mustang:Y\n maybank x rafe cameron

Just a cute short fanfic!!

Y\n Maybank had always been the wild one. The one with the reckless heart, the girl who felt most alive when she was speeding down the winding roads of Kildare in her beat-up Mustang, music blasting, and trouble trailing just behind her. She wasn’t afraid of anything—except maybe the way Rafe Cameron looked at her like he could see right through her, past all the bravado and the smirk, down to the girl who just wanted to be free.

Rafe had a reputation—one she should stay away from. But maybe that was the thing about them. Two firecrackers thrown into the same box, waiting for the inevitable explosion.

The first time she let him into her Mustang, the world outside blurred into nothing. He was in the passenger seat, arm hanging out the window, a joint between his fingers, the embers flickering like the fire in his eyes.

“You drive like you got something to prove, Maybank.”

She smirked, pushing the car faster. “And you ride like you got nothing left to lose, Cameron.”

He chuckled, but there was something dark in it, something almost broken. She should’ve let that be the warning sign. Instead, she pressed harder on the gas.

The nights they spent together were reckless—racing down dirt roads, breaking into empty beach houses, kissing under the neon glow of a convenience store sign at 2 a.m. The kind of nights that made you feel untouchable. Invincible. But it was never going to last. Fire that burns too bright always burns out fast.

One night, after a party gone wrong, after too many drinks and too many bad choices, Rafe leaned against her car, jaw tight, hands fisting at his sides.

“You ever think about getting out of here?” he asked.

Y\n leaned next to him, their shoulders brushing. “All the time.”

He turned to her then, eyes unreadable. “Then let’s go.”

She wanted to. God, she wanted to. But they both knew it wasn’t that easy. Kildare had its hooks in them both, in different ways. His last name meant expectations and pressure, while hers meant always being on the outside looking in.

She looked at her Mustang, the only thing that ever truly felt like hers, and then back at Rafe. “Someday,” she whispered.

He nodded, but there was something sad in it, like he knew better. Like he knew someday might never come.

The Mustang roared to life as she slid into the driver’s seat. Rafe hesitated before climbing in next to her. And for now, with the windows down, the music loud, and the world fading into a blur around them, they could pretend that maybe—just maybe—someday was closer than they thought.

Pls don't judge this was my first writing but hope you liked it!

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🥂‧˚｡⊹ ˖ DOUBLE TROUBLE .ᐟ | PART TWO .

Souya Kawata, Nahoya Kawata

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warnings .ᐟ ;; ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა Sugar daddy! Nahoya,Time skip! Souya, Time skip Corrupt Toman! Nahoya, cockwarming, groping, a bit of dick riding after the cockwarming, double penetration, oral sex, F & M receiving at the same time and separately, nipple-play, pet names, drunken-sex (Readers perspective), focused more on Souya, a bit of fingering, voyeurism, a bit of exhibtism, praising on Souya's end, orgams denial on Nahoya's end and readers, shoe-riding, a bit of degrading on Nahoya's end, implied chubby! reader, implied bimbo! reader after the first story, F! Reader,M!DNI!!! and not proofread so I'm very sorry for any typos!!! ｡° ૮₍°´ᯅ`°₎ა °｡

Word count ; 2.1K ! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶꒱

Reader is referred as ‘ 𐙚 ‘

It’s been a few weeks since the night of you and Nahoya’s night of passion. He’s been a bit nicer to you! Staying with you at your apartment longer, taking you out for dinner, even cuddling with you?! It’s a surprise you didn’t expect but you do enjoy it.

But the way of how obsessed he became with your bottom was always a bit flustering to say the least, the random gropes on your body, the random slaps on the ass when you bent down to pick something up from the floor always ended up with you bent over the counter with his thick cock breaking into your puffy pussy until you were filled with his cum and you were babbling sweet words of nothing.

As much as you love Nahoya for how he treats you now, you’re still a bit curious about who this ‘Special Someone’ who he mentioned was, so you decided to finally pop the question when he was cockwarming you on your red velvet couch.

“‘H-Hoya? Who did ‘chu mean the first time we had sex?-“

Nahoya glanced up from the TV to glance down at your soft face, grabbing your cheeks and giving them a soft squeeze to make your lips pout out. A smirk on his stupidly perfect face as his voice feels a bit husky, and giddy to hear you finally ask him the question.

“Hm, aren’t you ‘s needy to know, huh, baby? I’ll make sure to bring him along with me tomorrow night, so make sure this needy little body ‘s all ready for us, okay?”

“Okay, Hoya!”

You couldn’t lie the way your puffy cunt gently clenched around his twitching cock, your hips gently grinding down onto his crotch as the tip of his reddened cock hit your sweet spot so perfectly. Your lips pouting out as more soft mewls escaped your glossy, drool ridden lips as the cockwarming slowly guided you to riding his cock until you finally got tired and let Hoya take control, like always!

Finally the day came, you could meet that ‘Special Someone’ Hoya was talking about! You couldn’t lie as you wondered who it was, Hoya told you to dress extra pretty for who was coming with in. You dressed in a skimpy, white tank-top that teasingly showed off your cleavage and didn’t leave much to imagine, a cute white thin thong, and finally the perfect short skirt that would only expose your bottom. You say obediently on your couch on your knees waiting for Hoya to walk through the door,

Then you heard the door click, and then came Hoya with someone behind him who almost looked directly like him?.. He had blue curly hair that looked almost like cotton candy, he had a few bags in his slender long hands almost like Hoya’s that made you think they were twins!

The blue haired guy spoke first with a bit of hesitation as he dropped the bags off at your counter. He had on a letterman jacket with the half side of white demon on the back and a pair of gray sweats that showed off the outline of his pretty dick

“Okay, there’s the bags 'Hoya, why did you want me to come with you again?”

“That right over there! The cutest ‘lil bitch I ever fucked,”

You smiled sweetly towards the blue haired guy, making sure he saw your glossy lips; sweetly waving at him with your manicured hands as your eyes gently fluttered your eyelashes. You soon found out your hunch was right! The guys name ‘Souya’ was the younger twin between the two of them.

You noticed Hoya making a notice with his fingers for you to come over to the both of them, you happily got off your couch and walked over to the two of them. Noticing the wine and food on the counter as your eyes strayed away from Hoya over to his brother, you happily hugged his brother, unknowingly pressing your breasts to his chest as you batted your eyelashes up to him, feeling admired from his grayish-sky blue eyes.

You almost couldn’t form any words as you felt Hoya grab you back from his brother, his arm around your plump waist. His smile turned into a smirk as he placed you back onto the couch, forcing his brother next to you as you glanced over towards his nervous twin.

“I’ll be in the bathroom, you two have fun!”

You almost wanted to squeal in excitement at the thought of being alone with Hoya’s twin, you happily scooted closer towards his twin with an innocent look from your lashes.

“Hi! What’s your name!”

“Souya… What's yours, doll?”

You felt your cunt create a wet spot onto your thin thong. Your manicured nails gently moving over towards the hard-on through Souya’s gray sweatpants.

“𐙚! I’ll just call you Sou, it’s cute isn’t it!”

Souya only nodded politely at the nickname you made for him, he could only nod because his eyes were only focusing on your cleavage from your tank-top, he cleared his throat gently as you noticed a soft blush on his face. You giggled gently before climbing onto his lap.

Souya just froze the moment you climbed onto his lap, you gently dragged your nails across his chest, feeling the lean figure he had as you encouraged him to touch you like he was yours. One of his hands immediately went to your hips, the other went and pulled off your tank-top, exposing your breasts as his shaky fingers gently tugged on one of your nipples, your soft lips turning into an ‘O’ as your hips grinded down onto the bulge through his gray sweatpants, your mewls sounded so pretty that it even got Hoya back out of the bathroom to watch the porngraphic scene before him; his brother tugging at your nipples while you moaned like a whore.

“Aw, ain’t this a pretty sight? My brother playing with my babies breasts~ C’mere, 𐙚.”

You pouted softly as you gently climbed off of Souya’s lap, covering up your breasts with your forearm as you tried to explain yourself, your eyes strayed down to the hard-on Hoya had in the trousers of his suit. You almost wanted to drop down to your knees and show him how sorry you are with your mouth.

“Hm, Sou, go grab the wine for us!”

Souya immediately got up and walked over to your counter grabbing the wine bottle from the bag and holding it in-front of Hoya. Hoya went off to your cabinet and grabbed a few wine glasses for the three of you, pouring some wine for you guys as you sat back down on the couch. Waiting for Hoya to hand you a wine glass as he poured the most for you, something clearly on his mind you didn’t know about?

You got handed your wine glass and happily thanked Hoya as you drank it slowly, a few glasses in and you were already drunk and babbling with a mindless smile on your face. Hoya couldn’t help but smirk as you happily pranced around and your apartment with your breasts out.

“Baby, come here and get down on your knees in-front of Souya.”

You glanced over towards Hoya and happily nodded as you walked over towards Souya, tugging at Souya’s sweatpants as you tried to pull them down to suck his dick.

“Sou~ wanna suck ‘chu off!”

Souya could only sigh quietly as he hid the blush appearing on his face, slowly pulling down his sweatpants for you as he turned into mush the first time he felt your hands hold his hardened dick. Your tired eyes gently batting your lashes up to him as you gently placed a kiss to the tip of his reddened cock threatening to spill more precum, licking at the slit of his head. Finally placing your lips halfway down his cock,Souya gently placed his hands through your hair, running his fingers through it while his voice turned squeaky and whiney.

“D-doing so good for me, such a pretty lil’ mouth… you feel so good…”

You glanced back over at Hoya who had his eyes into hungry slits, his hand palming at the hard-on through his pants as he gently placed his dress-shoes underneath your skirt.

Rubbing the cold, leather fabric onto your thin thong, your throat vibrating around Souya’s cock as your brain was basically turned into mush at this point. Sucking Souya off while Hoya was playing with your pussy with the bottom of his shoe, his hand slipping into his pants as he gently rubbed the tip of his pink head with his thumb. Your moans making Souya’s dick twitch in your warm mouth as your tongue working around the tip of his cock, your hands gently playing with his balls before Souya pulls his dick out of your mouth to cum all over your pretty breasts.

You almost couldn’t hold back a whine when Souya came all over your breasts, warm, white ropes of cum decorating your body as you felt Hoya’s shoe move off your clothed cunt. Hoya pulling you back on the couch. You gently shoved Souya back down to the couch and gently climbed onto his face, Hoya staring at you surprised as you slip off your wet thong and shoved it off to the floor.

Happily grinding your puffy cunt onto Souya’s skilled tongue, your mewls being cut off by the feeling of Hoya’s dick being shoved down your throat, it was a different feeling from Souya’s, Hoya was more thick while Souya had a longer dick with a more kept crotch, and a pretty vein leading down from his tip, while Hoya’s was endorsed in veins and would always make your throat feel tighter than it already was.

Souya brought your attention back down to him, his tongue gently running against your puffy clit as his pretty hands pulled you down to his face more, his nails digging into the soft skin of your thighs as his tongue moved through your gummy walls without hesitation. Following the same pace as you sucked on Hoya’s dick as your thighs gently clenched around his head, riding your high off of his tongue as you came all over his lips, your soft whimpers moaning on Hoya’s dick as you popped it out of your mouth with a loud sigh of exhaustion. Your back arching and your body twitching from Souya’s moving tongue cleaning you up still from your orgasm.

Hoya could only let out a cold chuckle as he was the only one who hadn't come for the entire night, his hand gently running through your hair before he gripped your hair, pulling you up from Souya’s mouth and holding you up by your hips.

Your legs wrapping around Hoya’s waist in response as you feel his thick cock gently grind against your puffy, sensitive cunt, needy moans escaping past your ruined, pink lips as you feel another dick press up against your wet slit, feeling both of their dicks slide in at the same time with a wet pop.

Your mouth gasping quietly as your moans turned into soft, babbles of a drunken dream coming to reality. Hoya’s pace was more rough and fast, Souya’s was more gentle but it still was filled with desire, you could only feel pain mixed with pleasure as Souya’s fingers gently guided to your hard, cold nipples.

His fingers gently pinching them as he slowly pushed is full dick inside of your gummy walls, Hoya was pushing up against your sweet spot once again, your arms wrapped around both of their necks as you whined quietly as a sign of your close second orgasm of the night and with a flash of light you felt warm, ropes of cum shoot into you like a wild animal.

Souya and Hoya slowly pulled their dicks out of your filled cunt, both of them panting heavily, with hoarse voices as Souya gently placed his chin on your shoulder, feeding you sweet nothings with gentle kisses on your neck; while Hoya gently shoved his slender fingers back inside your filled pussy to keep all the cum inside of you, your sweet moans nearly turning them back on if they both weren’t tired from fucking you senseless tonight.

Finally setting you back in your bed in your skirt and your body completely defiled by the two. You almost woke up giddy the next morning, hearing the soft sounds of grease popping as you wrapped your blanket around your squishy body. Seeing Souya in gray pajama pants cooking you breakfast,

“Good morning, 𐙚! ‘Hoya went to buy you some birth control, just wait a few more minutes until the food ‘s done okay?”

You could almost giggle quietly at the new life you were venturing too, and you also got two new boyfriends out of it, aren’t you a lucky girl!

I hope you guys enjoyed my part two!!! I tried to make the story more pretty this time and made a few hashtags for my stories and future masterlist! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა