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thecheshireprincess · 3 months ago

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Cat and Mouse

Chishiya x F!Reader x Niragi

Summary: A sexy game of cat and mouse, but how fair is it when there's two cats and just one mouse?

Content Warning: NSFW (18+); porn with some plot, smutty smut, just smut fr, threesome, Chishiya and Niragi are both dominant with reader; Niragi is more dominant with Chishiya, curse words, this is smut in case I didn't mention it

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A/N: I should be put down for this immediately

You had asked for this.

No, you had begged for this. It was all a part of your carefully crafted plan to get both of your boyfriends in bed with you together. To cultivate that final connection to complete your little love triangle.

Because having two handsome, smart, sexy boyfriends was a miraculous thing in such a bleak world, but having the three of you all be together would be next level. Earth shattering, even. You wanted it so much that it hurt. Everyone at The Beach knew that you were Niragi's girl. That kept you safe, ensured that no one looked at you without good reason much less hurt you in any way. They also knew you were Chishiya's girl. That made sure they respected you, that they knew you were smart and cunning to be able to draw emotions from a man like him. Most people referred to you as a throuple, always together, rarely one without the others. What they didn't realize was that while there was a line connecting you to each Niragi and Chishiya, you were missing that third line. The one that connected the men together.

It was there, you knew it. Felt it. But along with their similarities came a deep stubbornness to remain in quiet competition over you that you needed to break. You knew they cared for each other; you saw it in the way Chishiya's eyes softened in worry when his steady hands patched Niragi up after a particularly challenging game. You saw it in the way Niragi's jaw tightened when someone said something snarky in passing about the blonde - "Wanna say that again?" Of course they didn't. And you? You felt partially empty every time you laid down with just one of them at night, having just one of them between your legs, being filled with cum by just one of them. You needed both of them. All the time.

And tonight, you were finally doing something about it. "Hunt me," you'd said seductively to the two of them, "Catch me if you can, and whoever does gets to have me tonight." Chishiya had scoffed, the simplicity of the task you were asking of them hardly worth the effort if it meant that he'd just have you tomorrow night instead. But Niragi's eyes had sparkled in amusement, a predatory grin spreading across his face, "Fuck yes." So similar those men of yours, but so different too. But if Niragi was playing your game, Chishiya would play too and he would win, no matter how frivolous it seemed.

So that is how you found yourself creeping quietly through the thorny brush at the edge of the resort's fencing. You have no plans of getting caught by either of them, no. Your game is slightly more fixed than you'd let on. You're in your skimpiest bikini, the one that neither of them are thrilled about you leaving the room in. They'd both laid eyes on you once already, their pupils dilating to shining black orbs when they had. You plan to keep letting them get just close enough to get excited a few times, then nimbly slipping through their fingers. Waiting for them to get hot, flustered, and irritated. Then they'll come storming back into your room ready to fuck you. And hopefully each other.

Niragi is not difficult to avoid. The man is loud, behavior spontaneous and erratic. Every once in a while he shoots his rifle in the air or at the ground, loving the way adrenaline flows through him at the loud cracks. You want to roll your eyes at his childlike behavior, but right now it is working in your favor.

Based on the sounds echoing out through the courtyard, you know the man is about to round the corner of the building in search of you. Lucky for you, the strange overgrowth of plants and vines that have been taking over Tokyo have recently extended to this back area of The Beach; coating even the colored gingko trees that stood majestically around the property. Double lucky for you, you are a deft and skilled climber.

Testing one of the vines hanging from a tree to your right, you prepare yourself to swing on it up and away from your boyfriend. But first, you stand enticely with a hand at your hip, twirling the vine playfully in your hand like it could be a whip in another life. Niragi whistles out as he sees you in the courtyard. "Fuck, angel. Wanna show me what you're planning to do with that?" he drawls in a gravelly low tone, the sound traveling straight to your core. You nearly crumble, coming close to waving your metaphorical white flag.

A sweet, playful grin spreads on your face as you let out a chuckle, "Perhaps another time? Looks like I have to go!" You pull back with the vine, getting a running start to swing up into the tree as Niragi reaches to snatch you. He snarls as he barely misses your ankle, and you land gracefully in the neighboring tree. Niragi is not particularly fast, so you are able to deftly move from tree to tree in pursuit of your next destination - the pool. You hear him call out from below, "Just wait until I get my hands on you, angel!" You can't wait.

The crowded pool deck was not a good place to hide from Niragi; his presence made people part like the Red Sea, and especially so if he was looking for you. No, those jerks had no loyalty - they'd hand you straight over to him in a second. It was, however, a fine place to hide from Chishiya. Your shorter blonde boyfriend would never have the patience, nor the height to look for you in a crowd like this.

The flashing strobe lights streak bright colors across your face as you carefully filter your way through the sweaty bodies bumping and grinding against one another. Eyes shift in every direction, searching for his characteristic white hoodie - you need to be on high alert now.

That little performance should be enough to have your boyfriends' pants fitting a little bit tighter, so you sneak away toward the side of the resort that houses your room. You jump up on top of the air conditioning unit to scale the wall, grabbing onto the window ledges to swing yourself up. Luckily, you're only on the third floor, and you stealthily climb back through the unlocked window to your room with ease. Releasing your hair from the ponytail it had been in, you sprawl yourself just so across your cozy bed to wait for your cats to return to you.

Unlike Niragi, Chishiya is like a little ninja; covert and stealthy. You've often considered putting a bell around his neck because of the number of times he's nearly given you a heart attack just appearing beside you. You reach the outdoor bar, pulling yourself up to sit on the granite bar top. Tatta smiles when he sees you, coming over to see what's up. "Tatta! Have you seen Chishiya?" He nods knowingly, eyes focusing behind you but not responding.

"Looking for me, sweetheart? I thought we were looking for you," his monotone voice drawls, approaching the bar from behind you. You squeal in anxious anticipation, thinking you might have let him get a little too close this time.

Tatta, who is decidedly an incredible friend, looks between the two of you rapidly before reaching out to pull you onto his side of the bar. You flash him a dazzling grin of thanks, dropping to the floor and crawling out the open back of the bar. You disappear into the brush once more, but not before hearing the blonde call out to you, "You'll be back on your knees just like that when I catch you!" Fuck yeah, Chishiya, you're in.

You begin to get antsy after about thirty minutes, the anticipation of them finding you building in your chest and pooling in your core. At long last, you can hear Niragi's booming voice berating Chishiya in the hallway, the two of them arguing already about who was closest to winning. Showtime.

The door slams open, both men spilling into the room in irritation. Niragi is already shouting nonsense about how he'd been closest to catching you, so he was the winner; his pent-up frustrations obvious in his jeans. Chishiya is in no better shape and retorts sharply but at a much lower decibel.

"Join me, both of you," you command, patting the spots on the bed on either side of you. "You both found me, and now I want you both to have me. Together," you breathe. Chishiya sucks in a breath, turning away from you and Niragi's face snaps to yours in disbelief. This was not a new conversation; you've tried before to bring them together. Stubborn.

You giggle from the anxiety, "Please, just this once - we'll go slow, I promise. I have to know what it's like to have you both here at the same time. I'm begging." Chishiya chews on his cheek in thought, Niragi glancing in annoyance between the two of you. You can see through both men; they're both horny as hell, and neither are likely to deny you, their princess, something that you want so badly.

Despite their relentless hesitation, both Niragi and Chishiya obey your whims and sit on either side of you. The former glares at you, arms crossed over his chest as he waits; the latter facing away from you toward the window instead. A heavy blanket of lust is spread over the three of you, the tension feeling thick enough to slice through with a knife.

You pull yourself up against the velvety headboard of your bed, crossing your legs underneath you and wrapping your arms around Niragi's neck to drag him into a wrathful kiss. You can feel the quick thump of his pulse in his neck, your kiss quickly turning to all tongue and teeth. His large hands easily slip under your tiny bikini top, thumbs rubbing roughly over pebbling nipples. A salacious moan escapes you as Niragi bites your lower lip, taking the opportunity to lick sensually into your mouth. Your stomach clenches as you notice how Chishiya finally turns towards you in response, obviously wanting to make you moan like that too. Your left arm reaches out to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

Your pulse thunders in your chest in anticipation as you pull away from Niragi and lock your spit soaked lips with Chishiya's. He is much more patient in his kisses, taking his time in mapping out every inch of your plush lips with his own. Niragi licks and nips his way up your right arm, pressing the cool metal of his tongue ring against the crook of your neck. The contrast of his warm, wet tongue and the cool metal never fails to leave your head spinning.

Chishiya's dexterous fingers find the waistband of your bikini bottoms, dipping easily underneath to spread your dripping folds for him. He smirks between open-mouthed kisses, "So wet, sweetheart. Desperate for us, hm? Tell us what you want, baby." Your head falls backwards in a needy moan, because fuck yes. This is exactly what you've been waiting for. You nearly wail, "Please, Chishiya!" Niragi halts his ministrations on your neck - where you're certain he's left multiple colorful bruises - to study your desperate face. "Please what, babe? Use your words," he coos almost mockingly. You feel utterly wrecked by the two of them already; both men staring at you expectantly, eyebrows furrowed, and swollen lips parted.

Your pussy clenches around nothing, your arousal blooming more urgently in your belly. "Fuck me with your fingers, baby, pleaaaase," you whine, any shame of telling the men what you wanted dissipating as the burn of your longing courses through you. Chishiya is quick to oblige, slipping two fingers into your cunt, an obscene squelching noise giving away just how turned on you've become in such a short amount of time. A growl rumbles in Niragi's chest, the man pushing your bikini top to the side, taking one of your perky nipples into his mouth and massaging the other between two fingers. His left hand snakes down to join Chishiya near your core, swirling his middle finger on your clit.

Both men feel foggy, heads clouded with desire just listening to your lewd mewls and cries; pride that they have ravaged you like this without even undressing yet. When Chishiya curls his fingers toward your spongey spot, you reward him with a low, broken moan that brings Niragi's attention back up to your face. You have never looked more stunning to him than in this moment, eyes half-lidded and mouth agape as Chishiya works you ever closer to your release. He looks up at the blonde, too, a familiar longing burning in his core. The way the cat-like man looks at you, his angel, as he expertly drives his fingers in and out of your pussy. Niragi realizes that he is so fucked, he does want both of you. More than anything.

Even through your haze of nearing your peak, you see the way Niragi looks now at Chishiya. It's now or never, you decide. One hand comes to gently caress Niragi's face, your left one doing the same to Chishiya, both men maintaining their pace on your core. You press your lips seductively against the former's lips first, moaning at the taste of him on you, before turning your head to the left to capture Chishiya's lips once more. It's now, while both men are watching you hungrily, that you tenderly guide their faces to each other.

Your heart drums in excitement, pressing another chaste kiss to the corner of Chishiya's mouth and then the same to Niragi. After what feels like a century of you waiting with bated breath, the two allow their lips to crash together fervently. Mentally, you squeal and cheer for them. Outwardly, Chishiya is still working you on his fingers, Niragi circling your sweet spot; both men moving more urgently as they lick experimentally into each other's mouths. Your orgasm crashes over you at the sight of your two boyfriends joined together in a passionate kiss, both of them turning back to you to watch their favorite show when you squeal for them.

Niragi's eyes are black as charcoal, grabbing onto your hips to keep you from writhing away from them, "Good fucking girl, baby. Such a good girl when you cum for Chishiya." His praise makes your pussy flutter around Chishiya's fingers, the man groaning as he continues to pump in and out, guiding you gently through your orgasm.

When Chishiya pulls his fingers out of you, your arousal dripping down onto your silky sheets, a wicked idea comes to you. Gripping Chishiya's wrist, you pull his fingers to Niragi's mouth to let him suck your arousal off of him. You groan when Niragi wraps his lips around Chishiya's long digits, maintaining first eye contact with you and then shifting eye contact to the blonde in front of him. Fuck. You see how Chishiya's breath hitches at the intimate contact, clearly surprised by how much he's enjoying it.

You don't think you've ever whined so much in your life. You've certainly never been this turned on, your pussy dripping through your bikini bottoms and soaking the bed under you. Your neighbors absolutely know what's going on in here, and you don't care; you hope they're listening. Niragi releases Chishiya's fingers with a wet pop, grinning down at you. "Now that I've got a little taste, I want the whole thing," he growls, hooking his arms around your thighs and dragging you roughly to the edge of the bed pulling a high pitched yelp from you. He kneels with his torso pressed still against the end of the bed, pulling your soaked through bottoms off and tossing them somewhere in the room. It doesn't matter. You are never wearing that suit out of this room again. The man takes his time, biting and kissing every inch of the soft, supple skin of your inner thighs, making you whimper out in excited anticipation.

Chishiya strokes a thumb over Niragi's swollen marks on your neck, leaning down to claim your lips once more and silence your whining. His warm hands wander to help remove the tiny bikini top still clung to your chest, goosebumps trailing in their wake. Your entire body jolts as Niragi finally licks his tongue up through your folds, his metal piercing catching deliciously against your clit. He hums against you as his tongue cleans up the mess Chishiya made of you - that they made of you - the vibrations traveling through you like an electric current.

The pleasure of their combined ministrations against your body brings you near the edge of your orgasm once more. Niragi feels how your pussy floods with arousal, talented lips coming to suction around your clit, suckling deeply and slipping two fingers into your wet heat to give you something to squeeze around. He knows his angel needs to have something for her tight hole to cum around.

Chishiya, who was busy sucking marks into your belly and massaging your super sensitive nipples, looks up at your blissed out expression, smirking. "That feel good, sweetheart? You like the way Niragi eats your tight little pussy?"

That filth is all you need to hear, crying out desperately for both men, nearly crushing Niragi's head between your legs as you approach overstimulation. Niragi presses his hands firmly into your thighs, keeping you against him in the aftershocks of your peak. Your hands claw desperately into Chishiya's hair, pulling his head impossibly closer to you to deepen your kiss. His tongue takes the lead against yours, your orgasm washing over you entirely and swallowing you whole.

"Damn, angel. You taste so good, I could lay between your legs all day. Wanna taste?" He asks the man to your left, raising a pierced eyebrow. You think you've died and gone to heaven when Chishiya pulls Niragi's lips to meet his, instantly deepening the kiss to taste your arousal on his tongue. Yep, you knew this would be the hottest encounter on the planet.

You lay beneath the two men completely bare and panting still from two orgasms crashing through your body, watching in awe as Niragi runs his fingers through Chishiya's locks, pulling the blonde closer through them. Chishiya responds earnestly, wrapping his arms around Niragi's neck as their mouths move in tandem. You watch with widened eyes as the blonde enjoys the sensation of Niragi's tongue ring against his own, something you completely understand.

You realize that everyone in bed is overdressed except for you, and sit up to try and change that. You start with Chishiya, unzipping his white jacket the rest of the way to expose his chest and abdomen. The man assists you by shrugging the garment off his body, letting it pool to the floor. Your lips connect like magnets to his neck, running your hands over him as you suck colorful bruises into his porcelain skin.

Your fingers deftly find their way underneath his swim trunks, finally capturing his hard, leaking cock in your hand. A whimper escapes his mouth, only spurring you on further. Niragi watches your movements curiously, his heart hammering against his ribcage. He knew what he wanted, and why would he not take what he wants?

He grips onto your wrist, halting your movements against Chishiya's hardened member. You look at him questioningly, and he presses a kiss to your forehead. "Let me," he says, voice low and gravelly. Both you and Chishiya feel that in your cores, breathily moaning in tandem. Niragi's hand joins yours on Chishiya's cock at first, both of you pumping him as you find a pace that makes the blonde needy in the best way.

Your brain is starting to short circuit, watching your two loves finally coming together in pleasure. Your now empty hands come to work on removing Niragi's belt and unzipping his dark jeans. His cock springs out, hitting his abdomen when you finally release him from the restraint of the material. Your mouth salivates staring at the hardened member, flattening yourself to the bed between the two men to take his cock in your mouth without hesitation. Tongue swirling the tip, you taste the salty sweetness of his pre-cum dripping into your mouth. Chishiya's fingers easily find your clit, rubbing circles in pace with the rest of your motions. For the first time in your relationship with the two, all three of you are finally connected together.

Through heavy pants and delectable moans from all three of you, you decide you don't want to cum again like this. If this will be a one time encounter, you have a different idea.

You sit up, wrapping an arm around each of their necks, pressing a quick kiss to each of their lips. When you pull back to look at them, both are looking at you with a glazed, far away look. You rub a thumb on each of their cheeks, glancing between both of them as you sink your teeth into your bottom lip. Nerves are fluttering in your belly as you prepare to tell them what you want.

Chishiya notices your hesitation, pulling you closer to the two men to provide comfort. His hand comes to your cheek, stroking it gently. You feel Niragi's hand come to rest at your waist, also stroking gentle patterns into your skin.

"Go on, sweetheart. Tell us what you want," Chishiya coos. Niragi nods, "You know we won't say no to you, angel." You let out a shaky breath, heat pooling again in your core at how sweet and generous your lovers are. "It's just, I've waited so long for this, and I really really want to feel you both inside me. Together." Your eyes look down to study the soaked sheets, embarrassed despite all three of you literally being nearly naked together on the bed.

Niragi needs to hear no more, unbuttoning his shirt quickly and letting his jeans pool to the floor. The man lifts you easily with him to carry you to the couch against the wall. "Come on pretty boy, our princess needs us." Chishiya rolls casually off the bed to follow the two of you, allowing his swim trunks to fall to the floor as well.

Niragi sits on the couch, legs spread slightly. You whimper kneeling over him, feeling the blunt tip of his cock tease your entrance, your dripping pussy already soaking his length. "Fuck babe, so wet for us," he growls, wasting no time splitting you open on his hard cock. The man reaches out toward the blonde as you wail in pleasure, pulling him by his hand to join you.

Chishiya moves your hair out of the way to suck on your sweet spot from behind you, bringing one hand around to rub tight circles on your clit as Niragi pounds deep inside your pussy. You feel your body temperature rising, sweat starting to drip down your face, your walls fluttering tightly around his cock. Niragi reaches a hand down to gather your arousal, a ring of white already forming around the base of his cock. His soaked fingers wrap around Chishiya's hardened length to coat him in the slick that they've both pulled from you.

The blonde gasps at his touch, but doesn't shy away. No, it feels amazing having Niragi coat him in your slick. And Niragi? He could get used to the weight of Chishiya's member in his hand. Drooling at the thought of taking it into his mouth.

And you? Have died and gone to heaven.

"P-please Chishiya. Need to feel you too," you whine pathetically. So fucking desperate to have them both inside you. The man hums, still sucking on your neck while also bringing his hand to gather more of your slick, fingers grazing Niragi's balls as you continue bouncing on him. Niragi's pace stutters when Chishiya touches his balls. Holy fuck.

You've never felt so full in your life, Chishiya gently working his way into your other tight channel. Your head falls back on the blonde behind you, face contorting with the pleasure they are giving you. The two men move closer together, joining their lips once more as they find a pace that works for all three of you. Niragi smirks when he feels the way your cunt squeezes around his cock.

You are absolutely cockdrunk for them, head lolled back on Chishiya's shoulder, skin coated in a gorgeous sheen. Their absolute goddess. Niragi can feel his balls tightening, knowing it won't be long before he's filling your tight pussy with his cum. Chishiya is a sight for sore eyes too, eyebrows furrowed and sweat dripping. Your tight little hole squeezes his cock in a way that he's never felt before.

You wail incoherent strings of words to your boyfriends, the pace you've created together is brutal and you aren't going to last. Sweat is dripping from all three of you, desperate to keep moving. "N-niragi . . . C-chishiya . . . s'too much, gonna cum," you stutter, you are so fucking full.

Both men groan in response to your words, cocks throbbing deliciously inside you.

"Me too, angel. Gonna fill you up so well, my baby."

"Fuck, sweetheart. Can't hold it any longer."

Your entire body goes electric, your orgasm exploding through every nerve ending in your body. You're vaguely aware that you're screaming out, but you can't hear it, can't feel it. All you can feel is the blissful tingle of your high, and the incredible warmth blooming through you as your loves fill you to the brim with their cum.

You can just barely hear the men talking around you, your body falling limp against Niragi on the couch. "Good fucking girl, baby. You are such a good girl for us, we're so proud of you angel." You can feel his nails scratching down your back soothingly, your eyes unwillingly falling shut.

After you've all been cleaned up and are dressed for sleep, you lay cradled between the two. "Can we do that again sometime?" You ask hesitantly, unsure if maybe the two would regret what had just happened between you all.

♤ ♡ ◇ ♧

"Are you kidding?" Niragi speaks, "Now that I've had you both, I'm never letting either of you go."

Your triangle was complete, at long last.

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alaezasmystery235 · 7 months ago

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𝒫𝒾𝓁𝑒 1

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🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮Pile 1: Hi pile 1! You know, your style is a powerful way to express yourself to the world, and if I've learned anything, it's that there's nothing more attractive than authenticity pile 1. But I feel like many don't get it. The key here is to focus on what makes you feel powerful, comfortable, and completely yourself. Maybe you've gone through times where you thought you had to follow the rules of "good taste" or the latest trend to fit in, but the real magic begins when you start letting go of those expectations and allow yourself to dress for yourself, not for others. Have you noticed how there's something incredibly attractive about people who wear their style with confidence? That doesn't come from following the rules, but from finding what makes you shine. And I don't just mean clothes, but how you wear them, how you stand, how you move. It's that energy you project when you feel good about yourself. So start experimenting. If you have those pieces that make you feel amazing, wear them without hesitation! Don't worry if you think they're too bold or different. If they make you feel confident and radiant, then they're the right thing to do. If your heart beats faster in a specific piece, that's the sign. Personal style isn't just an outfit choice; it's a way to assert your confidence and power. It's like a constant reminder that you're taking control of your life. People can tell when someone feels powerful, and that's what makes your style truly "iconic." It doesn't have to be perfect or conform to what's in fashion; all you need is to be true to yourself. So start dressing from the heart, not from external expectations, and you'll see how the world responds to that unique energy you radiate.

🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮Pile 2: Hi Pile 2! FIRST OF ALL, how do you feel about yourself? Beyond what you see in the mirror, beyond the things you might like to change. Do you really feel good about yourself? Because the glow-up that matters most isn't just the one you see on the surface, but the one that comes from within, the one that makes you feel more at peace, more connected, more you. The glow-up starts in your heart, in your mind, in the way you speak to yourself every day. If you want to shine, you need to heal, because when you do, the light that comes out of you is not only reflected on your face, but in everything you do. I know it can be difficult at times. Maybe you've carried insecurities or doubts for a long time, but I promise you that the path to the inner glow-up isn't a destination, it's a journey. It's starting to do things for yourself that make you feel good, that nourish you. It might mean meditating, reading, surrounding yourself with supportive people, exercising, or simply taking some time to listen to your body and what it truly needs. The important thing here is that it's not about achieving an "ideal" version of yourself, but rather embracing who you are right now and working on being the best version of yourself, without external pressure. It's about accepting that you don't have to be perfect, but you can be a better version of yourself every day. And that internal work, those small decisions to take care of your mind, body, and soul, are what will truly make you shine. It may sound cliché, but self-esteem doesn't come overnight. It's a process. It's about giving yourself permission to make mistakes, to rest, to be human. And it's also about knowing that, although challenges and insecurities exist, you always have the ability to move forward, to reinvent yourself, and to rediscover yourself. Remember that a glow-up isn't just physical; it's something that comes from within, a vibration that is generated when you are aligned with yourself. And when you begin to connect with your true essence, you not only feel more radiant, but you also feel more at peace. That inner peace is what truly makes everything else fall into place: your style, your attitude, your relationships. Don't rush. Don't compare yourself to others. Every day is a new opportunity to choose yourself, to invest in yourself, to begin healing from within. You deserve to shine, so give yourself the chance to do so!

🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮Pile 3: Hi pile 3! You know that no matter how much you change on the outside, or how many new outfits you wear, if your attitude isn't aligned with that powerful energy you want to project, everything else feels a little empty. Attitude is what truly makes you iconic. And believe me, it has nothing to do with being arrogant or putting on a fake front. It's about having confidence in yourself, walking with confidence, and showing the world that you're ready for whatever comes. But here's the trick: it's not something you achieve overnight. An iconic attitude is built over time, through small daily decisions and moments when you choose to be strong, even if your heart trembles. It's normal to sometimes doubt yourself, to feel afraid, but true attitude lies in how you get up after each fall, how you face challenges with a smile, and how you keep going without letting difficulties define you. What an icon you pile 3, love your energy. You may not always feel like you're ready to take the world by storm, and that's okay. It's not about being in a constant state of "superpower." Iconic attitude has a lot to do with being able to stay calm when everything seems chaotic, staying true to yourself even when circumstances change. It's that inner stillness that allows you to respond gracefully to whatever comes your way, rather than reacting impulsively. Remember, being iconic doesn't mean being perfect, it doesn't mean being invincible, it means being true to yourself no matter what others think. Because when you are authentic and genuine, when you are unafraid to show your true self, that is the spark that makes your attitude shine. It's not about being "the best," it's about being the most authentic version of yourself. So, if you ever feel insecure or wonder if you have what it takes, remember: your attitude is all you need. Act with confidence, with grace, and with a heart full of courage. When you align with that inner energy, everything else begins to fall into place. I believe in you pile 3 :).

🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮Thank you for reading and let me know if it resonated!🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮

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fishnapple · 6 months ago

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What can bring true satisfaction to your heart?

Let's end this year by hearing what your heart yearns for. And also trying out my new AAB (Animal Advisory Board) set for divination ✨️

This is a general reading meant for multiple people. Take only what resonates and leave out the rest.

Your feedback is much appreciated. If you find the reading resonated with you, leave a comment, I’d love to know 🎐

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ORANGE

On the surface level, what feels like satisfaction for you is recognition for your hard work. You feel a sense of lack when it comes to your material possessions, that that sense of lack can affect your sense of self greatly. You could feel that the more you have, the more confident and safe you are, you find safety in a familiar physical world. Working, earning money, and then being recognised for your effort can elevate your "worth" in this world, or so you believe. And being worthy is the solid proof of existence and meaning. But you will soon find that in chasing success and recognition, you risk burning out and losing your vitality, your jest for life. Being too focused on a goal, a task can narrow your perspective and make you feel like life is just a race, a competition. You want to show your best, to be known as the most hard working person, the one who contributes the most, the one who can take on any tasks without fear, the one who shines the brightest. Life seems like a stage where you have to perform constantly, even when you're alone, your actions are being observed by an invisible audience.

But your inner self disagrees with that approach, and it will demand a change from you. You can't keep running in "the race" forever because there's simply no race for you to run, just a life for you to be in and to live. A part of you is sleeping, latent inspirations are trapped inside without the means to be expressed. It's quite contradictory, on the outside, you look so busy and active, always doing something, but on the inside, the energy is stagnant and inactive. This feeling will continue to pile up until you can't take it anymore and want to burst out, to take off. The feeling of true freedom, of flying for the first time will open up a floodgate inside you, you will begin to nurture a different perspective, you will want to slow down your run and look around, suddenly you will find so many interesting things around you that you haven't noticed before.

By being free, you will also have a different view on relationships. Your heart yearns for freedom, freedom to be yourself, and freedom to love. You will want to bond deeply with people, to seek comfort in the emotional sense, not in the physical sense anymore. You seek true understanding, of yourself, of the other person and the world you live in. Deep connections can bring the most satisfaction, something that you might have been oblivious to up until now. You won't seek recognition from the general crowd anymore, you will seek the transparency of being seen completely by a loved one.

WHITE

For this group, I see a lot of images about predators attacking prey. This can mean that you are having contradictory thoughts and feelings inside yourself, like an inner critic, always watching and judging your every wish and action. This creates lots of unnecessary fears in you, you're held prisoner by your own mind. You desire many different things, or said in a different way, many different things can bring you satisfaction, but they can be at odds with each other. The solution for you is to go ahead and do them anyway, no matter how much your mind protest or try to "talk" you out of it, which sometimes can be in a really aggressive way. Your mind can create visions of people ridicule or criticise you for your decisions. What you need to do is triumph over those visions, shoo them away, and just do what you instinctively feel drawn to do and then see for yourself, with you own eyes, the actual outcome, only then will you have solid "proof" to chase away those intrusive thoughts in your mind. For you, getting over your myriad fears will be your biggest achievement and satisfaction. For every victory over your fear, no matter how small, you deserve to get a pat on your back. Be gentle with yourself, but firm enough to give yourself a chance to grow.

About your many desires, one is about receiving and giving love. You might just focus on romance and dating right now, without much serious thought about a long-term commitment and building a family with someone. But in the future, when you allow yourself to grow more and gain new perspectives, the thought of commitment will naturally arise in you. You won't just desire love and affection alone, you also desire a place to call home, a place where someone will be there to welcome you. You will want to nurture someone, and be nurtured back, work for the connection, and see your effort grow into a deep bond. You're working hard right now, but mostly to build your own foundation, later in life, you will want to work hard to build that foundation with another person. Your heart will flourish in the nurturing environment of a steady relationship.

For now, just focus your energy on getting to know yourself, every nook and cranny. Come to your rescue when your mind begins to nag, especially when you want to rest and contemplate hidden things behind the veil of mundane life. Use your resting time to let your mind explore foreign subjects, coax it gently when it tries to resist learning new things. The more you explore, the more your mind will soar, the more your heart will feel tranquil and happy.

PINK

Does the question of whether the person you're attracted to romantically can also be your friend ever cross your mind? Or the question of whether that person can truly connect with you on a mental level? I see the people who chose this group are ardent lovers. The kind that would focus their all on a connection, passionate and gripping. You might be the person who loves falling in love, the feeling of romance and relationships brings you great joy. But the pitfall here is that you tend to idealise the other person and the connection to the point of overlooking some glaring incompatibilities. On a surface level, a person might seem fun and physically ideal to be your partner, but let some time pass and look closer, you will find that you don't really connect on a more deeper level. A telling sign would be that conversations are lacklustre, there's an uncomfortable silence between you, the subjects of the conversation are superficial. In the long run, this can create dissatisfaction in the relationship.

What you might not realise is that a deep bond, especially forged over many conversations, is essential to your feeling of overall happiness about life. Friendship matters, even love should be built based upon friendship. Having many people who you can call friends is actually more satisfying than having many lovers, friends who come from many walks of life, from all around the world. Having a group of close friends who can go on adventures with you, who can nurture you, who can build you up, who can make your mind buzzing, who can be your family, that's what brings true satisfaction to your heart.

Can you see the stag nipping at a tree while the peacock is facing the opposite direction? I think right now, the way you express yourself can be like a form of reaction to the specific person whom you're interacting with, rather than just communicating who you are in general. In conversations, you might try to act more cool, showing the best of yourself in order to build a favourable image, which is what all of us do to some degrees, consciously or not. But this shape-shifting energy can be detrimental to really connect with the other person. Instead of letting the other person provide you with 'nutrition' for your mind and heart, you're busy impressing them. This can happen in all your interactions, whether with strangers, acquaintances, friends, family, lovers. You should take a more relaxed approach, allowing the words to seep into you leisurely, building friendship as if growing a tree, then you will have a flourished heart.

GREEN

The word 'Success' has a lot of meanings to you, and all meanings have weight that defines your life. For you, being successful doesn't have to be about earning lots of money of being famous, though that is a part of the 'Success' that you pursue, it's not all. You want to leave behind your legacies, the proof that you exist, the proof that you have lived hard and well, that your life has meaning.

Throughout your life, you will encounter various stumbling blocks that require you to reinvent yourself, like ascending a stairway, each step bring your higher, closer to your ideals. You're willing to change yourself, to bring about a complete overhaul, allow yourself to play various roles, don many masks, life is a big stage and you're a magician, a jester or a seller, who always has something to dazzle and sell to the audience. This 'performance' is not fake or disingenuous at all, it's what you're born to do, to achieve prestige and finally reach the top of the stairway.

You have a core that's very malleable and agile, constantly moving, though it can help you be flexible and move through situations with ease, it can create an inner confusion. You feel like you have to be at all places, here and there, never settle down, forever swimming, nothing can hold you down and keep you in one place for long. This fuels your desire to find an anchor in the physical world. To know what you've done, what you've achieved, where you need to go. You need external structure and stability so that your internal spirit can swim freely. You can move a lot, but you need to feel a sense of home wherever you're. And that's not easy to achieve. But you have the knack to connect instantly with people, you can make the most distant stranger your friend in no time. The more people surround you, the safer you feel. Community and sense of camaraderie soothe you nomad heart. As long as you have people around you, everywhere can be your home.

And in that hope will you work your magic, working tirelessly to build your foundation. Even though your spirit is a nomad, constantly moving, you have trouble letting go of things and people, gradually, the stuff you pack with you gets more and more heavy, slowing you down. The challenge for you is to learn when to let go, to travel light. What your heart truly wants is the feeling of ascending the ladder, of knowing that you've done something meaningful and left a mark, of giving away the fruits of your labour, not the feeling of possessing and holding on to as many things as possible.

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Hellooo ✨️ Could you write a friends to lovers walker x reader where reader plays walker's love interest ? Like everyone in the cast can see they like each other but them, and they get jealous when other people show interest in each other? Thank youu ❤️‍🩹

yess! thank you so much for the request!

“just friends”

pairing: walker scobell x fem! reader

summary: you play walker’s love interest in the pjo series, but is your romance just for the cameras?

warnings: none, not proofread, sorry if this is like my other friends to lovers with walker, it’s my fav trope i can’t help myself 💀

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“cmon just talk to him, everyone can tell you guys like each other!” dior told you.

“yeah i like him but he doesn’t like me i promise, we’ve had this conversation a million times already!” you told her.

“okay but the way he looks at you says otherwise”, she said, trying to prove her point. “Y/N i promise he does, i’ll ask him today”

“wait don’t”, you said quickly grabbing her phone, “don’t ask him, then he’ll know that i like him!”

“that’s the whole point Y/N! we are trying to set you up”, she protested.

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meanwhile:

“dude she likes you i promise”, aryan told walker.

“she could have anyone else, she would never date me”, walker said.

“i promise, just talk to her about it. you guys hang out all the time, aren’t you guys hanging out tomorow? just ask her then”, aryan said while putting this plan into action.

“no. tomorrows too early, maybe after the press tour”

“promise?” aryan said while he stuck out his pinky.

“promise.” walker said while bringing out his pinky and sealing the promise.

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it was the day after you and dior had the conversation. you were with walker right now, laying on his bed and talking, randomly showing each other tiktoks. he felt like home.

walker turned his head to look at you, “are you ready for all the interviews?”

“kind of. i’m excited to wear cute outfits, but not excited for dumb questions”, being this close to him game you butterflies. you could see his light freckles and the light pink flush on his cheeks. his beautiful blue eyes shined in the sun. you were sure your cheeks were bright red.

“same, im excited to be back with everyone though” he said while looking right into your eyes.

“same!!”, you said excitingly, “i can’t wait to see aryan again he’s so funny”, you said.

“yeah…. he is”, walker replied seeming more distant, you didn’t know why though. he kind of seemed jealous because you mentioned aryan.

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it was the first day of the press tour, it was the pjo series premier. you got dressed with leah and dior in your hotel room, there was also hairdressers and stylists with you. you were wearing a beautiful blue gown, with lace sleeves. leah was wearing a beautiful gold and blue gown.

you guys met up with the guys before walking the carpet for interviews, walker was wearing a deep navy suit. it complemented his eyes so well. he looked beautiful.

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“how did your relationships grow during filming?”, the interviewer asked, she had long beautiful blond hair with a gold dress.

“yeah i definitely grew closer to everyone during filming, especially walker and aryan, since i was filming with them all the time. i consider them my best friends now, they are the funniest people ive ever met. and ive met the coolest people through filming this show”, you replied reminiscing on your filming experience.

“amazing. what was your favorite scene to film?”, she asked noticing how you kept looking toward the left, where walker was being interviewed.

“ummmmm”, you said trying to find and answer. you looked over to walker to find a familiar face. you saw the lights hit his face in a way that he looked magical. you could stare at that face forever. he turned his head and looked at you, your cheeks heated up immediately as he waved to you.

“my favorite scene to film was probably a scene in the last episode. i can’t spoil anything but it was definitely my favorite to film, you’ll guys will see soon!!”

“niceeee well we will let you go! you look beautiful tonight Y/N!”

“thank you! you do too!” you replied.

you walked to the left and walked past walker.

“Y/N!” he called out to you, “come here” you walked back over to him and he stretched out his arms to hug you.

“hey Y/N” the interviewer said, “there’s one question i’ve been dying to ask you both”

“hi! what is it?” you said as walker also said “okay, ask away”

“okay, are you guys sure there’s nothing going on backstage with you guys?” he asked.

“oh um”, you said nervously, you didn’t know what to answer, so you let walker,

“no, there’s not. we are best friends tho! but yeah we keep the romance on screen” walker answers while you nodded to his answer.

even though you guys weren’t dating, that hurt for him to say. it shouldn’t, but it does. you felt betrayed. there was really no reason for feeling this way.

“but are you sure you are “just friends”’ he asked again.

“we are sure, i promise”, you answered to give walker a break.

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it was a couple days after the premier, you till replayed walker looking at you and hugging you in your mind. you and the younger kids of the cast were hanging out.

“oh my god”, dior said while she was scrolling through her phone.

“what”, you all said in unison.

“i’m gonna send it, y’all have to see this”, she replied.

you picked up your phone and watched the tiktok she sent all of you. it was a tiktok using the clips from the premier shipping you and walker. your cheeks immediately flushed and you looked over at walker. his cheeks grew a light pink and he gave you an upside down smile.

“stop it right now”, aryan said while slightly laughing.

“i mean it’s a good ship”, walker said quietly while shrugging his shoulders.

“i mean yeah it is”, you agreed as you liked the video and saved it.

“i see these all the time, y’all are cute”, dior said while smiling ear to ear.

“they are!!” aryan agreed.

you looked over at walker and noticed how red his cheeks were, yours were too. maybe he did like you all this time….

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thank you for reading! feedback is appreciated!

*i will most likely write a part 2 for this so send in ideas for it!!*

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kyokutsu-sama · 9 months ago

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Their reaction when you tell them you're pregnat

Characthers: Rengoku, Gyomei, Sanemi, Tengen

A/n: Posting one of my thousands of Headcanon drafts for kny characters😅 This one is also to celebrate 1k followers❤️

I hope you like it✨️

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Rengoku :

He had been away for a few days on a mission and you were feeling a little anxious. Especially after the moment you found out you were pregnant. "Well, it seems like the night before his mission had paid off..." You thought But now you were a little afraid since you carried something very fragile inside you and you were alone at that moment. "Come back to me, Kyojuro." You whispered as you walked around inside the house When the front door opened, you felt your heart lighten but soon after you remembered that you had something to tell him but didn't know how to say it to him. And then you started to get nervous again. "Honey, I'm back." Rengoku said with his usual cheerful and loud voice as he took off his shoes and put his sword aside "Kyo!" You smiled and ran into his arms when you saw him. "I'm so happy to have you back. I missed you so much." You said, hugging him tightly "And I've been missing you so much too. How are you?" "I'm fine." You said, moving away from him and looking down, trying to avoid meeting his big, flaming eyes that were watching you. The hashira noticed that you were acting a little strange and that you were hiding something, so he couldn't help but insist.

"Are you sure? You seemed a little downcast just now." He said, holding your hands and caressing them, and you just nodded. "Yeah, I'm really fine" You said, looking at him now. You stared at each other for a moment until you realized that you hadn't convinced the flame Hashira. You then sighed and closed your eyes for a moment before giving him the big news. "Kyo, I have something to tell you..." You said, looking away "Tell me then." "I'm...I'm pregnant" You said and he was completely speechless "No, wait, are you seriously?" He said with shining eyes and a huge smile on his face. "Are you really... For real?" "Yes" You nodded and he took you in his arms, spinning you around as he celebrated the new If there was one thing he wanted most one day it was to have children and after what you had told at that time, he had never felt so happy. "I love you so so much, my dear." He said, kissing every corner of your face and putting you on the floor "I love you too." You said, hugging him "I will protect you from any danger. You, and this precious little thing here." He said caressing your belly and you smiled, feeling your eyes watering "Thank you" You smiled at him

Gyomei :

Gyomei had left very early that day to go to a quiet place outside, to pray. You woke up a little while later and he still hadn't come back. You sat down on the futon and felt very nauseous and ran to the bathroom to throw up. You knew the reason for that and it wasn't just nausea. There was something more. Gyomei didn't know anything yet and you hadn't thought about telling him either. You didn't know how he would react and besides, you were afraid after what he had experienced in the past with those children that he hadn't been able to protect. But you didn't want to do that to him and you couldn't bear the idea of hiding something so serious from the man you loved so much. He had the right to now. When you left the bathroom and went to the bedroom, you were taken by surprise when you came across the big man in the middle of the room. His size never went unnoticed. "Oh Gyomei, you're back!" You said, trying to hide the nervousness. "Did everything go well?" "Yes, the outdoor spaces are great for giving you more concentration during prayers. What about you? Do you still feel nauseous?" He asked, sitting down on the futon, next to you "Yes, yes, I'm feeling better now." You said. The hashira had already noticed that you hadn't been well for a few days and he also knew about the recent symptoms, but unlike you, he didn't know the cause behind it. But you were about to tell him in that moment. "Gyomei...I need to tell you something." You approached him, sitting on his lap and holding one of his hands "Is something happening to you, Y/n?" He asked, worried about your low voice "It's nothing bad, but it's just..." "What?" You then guided his strong, veiny hand to your belly and left it there for a while. He could tell it was your belly through the touch but he still hadn't realized what you were trying to say. "Is this your belly?" He asked, gently caressing your skin "Yes,"You nodded with a little smile. "and I'm carrying your child here." You said and he paused for a moment, processing the words you had just said It didn't take long for you to see the tears falling from his eyes and running down his cheeks. He was easily moved but that news made him more sensitive than anything else he had witnessed. "You...You're carrying something so fragile and so innocent here? Something so tiny and that has no perception of the world around it. Poor thing," Gyomei said, crying and making you cry too."I'll protect you two with my life. Even if I couldn't protect the others that night, I'll protect you. Thank you for giving me such beautiful new, you are everything to me."He said, hugging you "You too, I love you so much." You said, hugging him and feeling his arms wrap around you, keeping you safe. You were so relieved to know that he was happy with the news. He would undoubtedly be a great father and very protective.

Tengen :

The other wives had already started to notice signs in you that something wasn't right. The vague suspicion was already in the air, but you still hadn't told them anything even after knowing what was happening to you Although Makio is very suspicious that it might be true "But haven't y'all seen it yet? It's obvious that she's pregnant!" Makio said to you and to Hina and Suma, who were looking at you "But how do you know? It could just be something I ate that made me sick." You replied "You're joking right ? How could someone spend almost a month throwing up as soon as you wake up, feeling nauseous because of smells or having food cravings that would make anyone else sick. Go head, tell me?" Makio crossed her arms and you looked away "Come on, don't argue. That won't solve anything," Hina said, trying to calm the situation. "Y/n, did something happen between you and Tengen before he left for the mission?" She asked, turning her gaze to you and you snorted "Yes..." You nodded and looked down. "At least two weeks before he left and the day before the mission." "See? Don't you think that's more than enough to confirm it? Why do you still deny it?" Makio said "Jeeez Makio, don't talk so rudely. Can't you see that she's not feeling well?" Suma scolded Makio "Why? Did I lie ?" "Stop it already!" You shouted and everyone went silent."She's right. I found out a few days ago." You finally confessed "Oh, so it wasn't something you ate after all..." Makio said with a little, wry smile "I didn't want to say anything because you'd start making a fuss like you are doing now." "Ladies, your flashy husband is home!!" Tengen shouted from the entrance and the four of you quickly changed expressions."Look who's gathered here! Waiting for me? Where are my hugs at?"The sound hashira smiled and opened his arms to y'all The three wifes ran into his arms but you just sat there feeling a little nervous because of his presence. "Y/n, what's with that face? Come here." Tengen said approaching you and you stood up to hug him. "Are you okay?" He leaned in to whisper in your ear but you just pulled away and looked at him with your lips curved up in a tiny smile "Tengen, I have something to tell you." You said, holding his hands "What does my dear wife have to tell me?" "I'm pregnant." "WHAT!!?" Tengen's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in surprise "Yes, you're going to be a father." You smiled at him "I can't believe it. That sounds so flashy. Come here, princess!" Tengen picked you up and kissed you with joy "Tengen, put me down!" You said, patting his shoulder, but he ignored you "My son will be the most flashy ever." He said with a wide smile and kissing you again "Give me a kiss too, Tengen!!" Suma whimpered from the back of the room "Me too!" Makio said Hinatsuru just chuckled at the two of them. She was so happy for you and would do anything to take care of you and keep you safe.

Sanemi :

Sanemi hadn't been home all day and you had just arrived from the Butterfly Mansion after asking Shinobu to run some exams on you after you had been feeling unwell lately. You thought it was nothing special, never even imagining that it could be something as serious as pregnancy. You sat on the couch looking at some random corner still trying to process what she had told you before. It wasn't like you weren't already expecting it (because there was a reason for that), but it was still a surprise for you. You thought a lot about his reaction and what he would say. You weren't sure if he would like it or if he was ready to be a father. You looked so confused at that moment. Your thoughts were gone when the front door closed and Sanemi came into the house. You got up from the couch and a short while later he entered the living room. "Sanemi, I'm glad you're here." You went to him and hugged him "Yeah, it was a hard and tiring day..."He gave a long, tired sigh."If you keep hugging me, you'll start to smell like sweat and disgusting demon blood." He said, caressing your back with one hand "Disgusting!" You giggled. "You're really dripping with sweat." "I told you. I need a shower, are you coming with me?" He looked at you with a suggestive look, but you looked away "Nemi, I need to tell you something first..." "What?" "Remember when I said I had to do some exams at the butterfly mansion a few weeks ago?" "Yes, why?" "The results came out today." "So?" "Nemi... I'm pregnant." You said, looking into his eyes, which widened in surprise at your words "You... You what?" The wind hashira was still confused by the news. "Is this serious?" "Yes." You confirmed again The wind hashira was speechless, he just pulled you towards him to hug you tightly and give you the greatest sense of security you had ever felt. You could have sworn you felt his heart melt at that moment. Sanemi wasn't the type to show affection as proof of love, he spoke with actions, but they could be harsh and rigid sometimes. Although it was different with you. He had a horrible father in his past. Both for him and for his siblings and his mother. All that mistreatment left its mark on him, but he swore not to repeat the cycle if he were to be a father one day. "I will protect you with my life. You are carrying my son now, I will not let any of those monsters get to you, much less any person to hurt you. You are under my protection, you and my little brat." He whispered next to your ear as one of his hands went to your belly "Are you happy about this, Sanemi?" You asked, lifting your head to look at him "You have no idea how much." Sanemi said, before kissing you with passion. "You are giving me a family. Why wouldn't you be happy, huh?" He poked your nose and you smiled."Come here, let's take a bath." He said, carrying you in his arms

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russellsppttemplates · 1 year ago

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I love your work! 💗 Could you do dad Charles with newborn daughter inspired by the video of him and Chiara on a yacht in Monaco

Note: Thank you! I think I did one at the time because the baby fever was on a all time high for me and everyone else, but I never say no to cute baby stuff 🤗🫣

"Our home is about there", Charles pointed with his finger from their spot on the boat, "because now we're on our boat - I'm not sure you've noticed it too much because you were asleep the whole time, even if your brother was giving you a detailed tour of the harbour", he chuckled.

You were taking it easy and enjoying the newborn stage, but the sun was shining, and with some convincing from you, Charles planned a quiet family day on the boat for the four of you.

"Mama, do you want my help?", Hervé asked as he saw you set the plates on the table, "I can go and get the bags papa got from the bakery", he suggested.

"Yes, buddy, that's a good idea, merci", you smiled before sitting down, letting your face catch some sun before your son walked up to you, setting the bags down and sitting next to you so he could hug you.

"Yes, that's Hervé and mama", Charles chuckled once he noticed Amélie was looking at you, "much more interesting than whatever your papa was saying, I'm sure", he chuckled getting up and kissing her cheek multiple times.

"I'm not sure about me, but mama's boobs are where she gets her food from", your son stated bluntly while you and Charles tried to contain your laughter, eventually giving in.

"You're the best big brother she could get, amour", you kissed the top of his head.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

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divinationsanctuary19 · 10 months ago

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Pick your card: what you need to know, from your future self🎀🔮

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The high priestess

You feel like you are living in a dark moment. Sometimes, dark doesn't mean something bad happened, even tho you feel like something is off and you can't understand what. Sometimes you feel some sort of uneasy sensation in your spine, you know something is off. This might come not from the outside, rather from the inside. There is something you're not facing. If you want to feel good, your future self suggests to start doing a lot of introspection, meditation and self reflection. There are a lot of good things that are waiting for you. You are waiting for happiness and your future self can tell you this is coming, this is real, you need to tap in your nurturing and emotional side. Once you start taking care of yourself, you will find what you need. What you desire is around the corner.

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The sun

It feels like you are going to shine soon, like the sun at midday. Your future self wants to tell you that you are on the right path for success, whether it's material or spiritual. It feels like your future self wants to tell you: this is YOUR path, move forward with strength, because the future is only giving you the rewards you deserve. Act, plan, think ahead, you are going to conquer what you want. It's already yours and even better things, more than you imagine, are coming for you.

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The lovers

If you feel lonely, the loneliness is wearing off. Lately you felt like you need someone by your side, either a friend or a lover. You don't want to feel lonely anymore. You want a group of friends, someone to rely on, talk to, have fun with. Real companionship and love. Now you feel hopeless but your future self tells you this: you won't be lonely for a long time. This is a transition phase, you need to focus on what you want from people so that you can find your family.

Yes, your found family is waiting for you around the corner.

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squidsquidsquidsquidsquidgame · 2 months ago

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Frontmen x female reader who is getting baby fever?

🧡Baby Fever🧡

Character: In-Ho/Frontman X fem!reader

Summary: Above✨️✨️

Warnings: None

In-Ho, the Frontman, was no stranger to power and control. As the mastermind behind the Squid Game, he was used to orchestrating chaos and ensuring that every detail was in place. But when it came to his personal life, to his wife—who had recently developed an intense case of baby fever—he found himself navigating a completely different kind of madness.

It started innocently enough, with your casual mention of how cute babies were. But over the past few weeks, your longing looks at baby clothes in store windows and your endless scrolls through baby pictures on social media had begun to give In-Ho a sense of impending doom. He had never been the most expressive when it came to emotions, but when it came to you, he couldn't ignore how much you meant to him.

"Hey, In-Ho," you said one evening, sitting beside him on the couch as he watched the monitors. Your voice was soft, almost wistful, and he turned his attention from the screen to you. "Do you think we should start thinking about… having a baby?"

In-Ho’s heart skipped a beat, though his expression remained cool. He set down the tablet he had been looking at, trying to hide his surprise. "A baby?" he repeated, not quite sure how to respond. His mind raced through the logistics, the implications, and everything in between. You were talking about a child—your child.

You nodded eagerly, your eyes shining. “I think it’s time. I mean, look at how wonderful everyone else’s babies are! I can already picture it… our little one running around the house.”

He could see the longing in your eyes, and he could feel his heart being pulled in two directions. On one hand, you were his everything—his love, his partner, the person who had stood by him through so much. On the other hand, the idea of bringing a child into the world seemed like a monumental decision, one he wasn’t sure he was ready for.

“I’ve been thinking about it,” you continued, “and I feel like now might be the right time.” You looked at him with a soft, pleading expression that melted his usual cold exterior. “What do you think?”

In-Ho let out a deep breath, his gaze softening as he studied you. He had always admired your strength, your ability to make decisions with such conviction, but this—this was different. You were asking for something that would change everything.

He leaned back in his chair, folding his hands thoughtfully. “It’s a big step. You know that, right?”

You nodded, not backing down. “I do. But I feel ready. I can feel it in my heart.”

For a moment, there was silence, the air heavy with the weight of the decision. In-Ho’s thoughts ran wild—about the life you had together, about the unpredictable future that awaited you both. His eyes flickered to the monitors, where the Squid Game operations were running smoothly, and then back to you.

“Baby fever, huh?” he murmured, almost to himself.

You chuckled softly, a little embarrassed but still so certain. “Yeah, I guess it’s pretty bad. But I can’t help it. Every time I see a baby, I just… melt. I want one so badly.”

In-Ho sat up straighter, the corner of his mouth curling into a slight smirk. "I’ve noticed. You’ve been looking at baby clothes in every store we pass by. And the way you’ve been collecting baby names, it’s almost like you’re preparing for something."

You blushed, suddenly shy under his teasing gaze. "I just… want to be prepared, you know?" you admitted. “I’m not saying it has to happen right now, but…”

“But you want it to happen soon,” he finished for you, his voice gentle yet firm.

You nodded. "I do."

In-Ho studied you, his usual mask of calm never slipping, but there was a tenderness in his eyes that only you ever saw. "It’s a huge responsibility," he said quietly. "And there’s a lot to think about. Are you sure you're ready for everything that comes with it?"

"I’m sure," you said, your voice unwavering. "I want to build a family with you, In-Ho. I want us to experience everything together—baby steps, as they say."

He leaned forward, his fingers gently brushing your hand. “I’ve never been one to rush things, but…” He sighed, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “If this is what you truly want, then we’ll make it happen.”

Your heart skipped a beat, your eyes lighting up. "You mean it?"

He nodded, his voice low and sincere. "I do. But, don’t expect it to be easy. You know how complicated things can get in our world."

You smiled, your heart swelling with love for him. “I know. But we’ll figure it out, just like we always do.”

In-Ho smiled back, a rare moment of vulnerability passing between you two. He squeezed your hand gently. "Alright then, let’s take the first step, together."

And just like that, you felt the weight of his words sink into your soul. The idea of becoming parents wasn’t as terrifying as you’d imagined. With In-Ho by your side, you knew that, no matter the challenges, you would face them together.

He stood up from the couch, walking toward the kitchen where you had prepared a simple dinner. "I suppose we should start looking at baby names seriously now, huh?"

You grinned, following him. “Definitely. And maybe we should get some baby clothes too.”

“Noted,” he said with a smirk. "Though, I think we should start with a few basic things first."

You laughed, the future feeling a little less daunting now that you were both on the same page. The baby fever had spread to In-Ho, even if it was in his own quiet, calculated way.

And as you sat down to eat dinner together, the warmth of his hand resting on yours, you couldn’t help but feel that this was the beginning of something new and beautiful—one step closer to the family you both dreamed of.

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spidybaby · 1 year ago

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Dull shine part 2 pleeeeease 😫❤️ ur srsly talented!!!

Dull Shine | Part Two

Summary: An advice and looking into the mirror makes Kylian understand why you left.

Warnings: cursing, depression topic, money issues.

A/N: It's meeee hiiii, I'm the problem it's ME. Sorry about taking so much time, I was solving some personal things, and now I'm freeeee 😫✨️ love you all so much ❤️

Also, heads-up, this is short because I think it's all it needs, not a full part two, more like a compliment that seals the deal 😀❤️

Part one

One day left.

That's what Kylian told himself when he woke up.

One day left for you to come back.

He can't deny that he wasn't the most excited person in the room the next day at practice. Everybody noticed, it was like everybody knew what happened that night.

But not at Luis Enrique's home. At his own, when he told you to move on from the problem he created.

When he ignored you, back turned to you. When you needed him the most. Every time he thinks about it, his heart sinks. It's a weight he's not able to lift.

His mother was the first to notice your absence. He walked into his home with something for you and you weren't there.

The first excuse. "She's working late."

Then it was Ethan. He called you to go to the movies and have a fun night. Wanting to see you after being busy with the team.

The second excuse. "She's sick, have a cold."

They both believed his words. Thinking you were being taken care of by him. But when the excuses kept coming. It wasn't normal anymore.

"Just be honest, we are your family." Fayza says. Sitting next to him. "Tell us what happened."

He sighs, ready to finally disclose his feelings. "She left a week and a half ago." He confess. Hands covering his face. "We had a fight, I said some things just days before, and she wasn't at the right mental place to deal with everything."

They didn't understood. How?

"What do you mean she left?" Ethan asks, standing up from his seat. "She left just like that? You let her leave just like that?"

"What was I supposed to do?" Kylian fights back. "She had her things packed, her ticket purchased and I thought that was the best thing. Don't you think this hurts me?"

"I can't believe you, Kylian. You lie to us, instead of admit that you fucked up. You lie straight to our faces."

"I was hurt, Y/n left, I was scared of facing that."

Fayza is silent, processing the information while her sons yell at each other.

"Enough, Ethan, sit down." She orders. "Kylian, you two broke up?"

He shakes his head no. "She just needed time. We were just not working together in understanding each others probl-"

"More like you weren't." Ethan interrupts. "Because all I hear is me, me, me. But you don't really think that same thinking got you where you are?"

He didn't fight back.

He knows his little brother is right.

"When will she be back?" His mother asks, worried expression.

"In a few days."

And those few days turned into just a few hours.

To be honest with himself, he was stressed. You were going to be back in Paris, but we're you going to be back with him?

Will the break become a breakup?

He was overthinking. That was not good.

Hakimi felt bad. He knew you better. When he heard what Kylian told him about you leaving, about Pamela belittling you, he checked his cameras.

The good thing about having money is that you can afford a very good quality security system. He heard how Pamela attacked you first. You then answered back, but you weren't going to let yourself get insulted.

He apologized to you over text. Asking you to forgive him and tell you how much guilt he feels about this whole situation.

When you read the texts, you felt weird. It wasn't his fault, or even Pamela's.

Everything was a mix of frustration, sadness and low self-respect you had for yourself.

You defend yourself from Pamela, but who was going to defend you from yourself?

You were the one belittling yourself.

Were you enough? You are.

But were you feeling enough? No.

Were you happy with Kylian?

And that question burned your mind for days.

You loved Kylian, he was your rock and you were his rock. You passed some critical times, but nothing like this.

Because he was there for you when you needed him the most, he was there when you lost someone, he was there when you felt homesick, he was there at you happiest.

But you didn't allow him to he at your lowest.

You notice how he was going out more, but he always asked you to come with him. Begged you to leave the house and accompany him.

You notice how he never heard you talk. But you barely even made conversation. You let him speak. When it was your turn, you only said, "I had a good day."

He had to fulfill the quietness with words.

Your mother asked you to think about therapy. Maybe there was something you needed that she or anyone couldn't understand. Something only you could.

And you did. You went to therapy while you were there. Every two days.

It was just the beginning, but it helped you understand that you had more than just a relationship problem. In fact, the relationship problem came from this.

Being blue is normal. We all feel like that.

But when you don't treat it, it can be rough. And you were doing that now, understanding that you needed help. Help that a trip home won't give you. Help that a fight with your friends new girlfriend won't give you.

But help that your lover can give you. He can be the hand to hold during this.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?"

"Yes, I know now what I need to do." You say, hugging your friend.

You felt nervous about coming back.

Would he be okay with that?

Did he realize he didn't need you anymore?

If only you knew how anxious he is at Paris. Watching the time every five minutes to see if your arrival time is coming closer.

He prepared your favorite meal. Got your favorite dessert, your favorite drink and even prepare everything for a bubble bath.

He needed you to know how much he appreciates you, how important you are for him.

You were nervous too, your leg bouncing and bitting your nails. You brought him a gift from your home. Something he asked you a long time ago, and you never got due to not being able to travel back home.

You asked for an Uber. Not wanting his chauffeur to pick you or him to get out in the coldness of Paris.

The whole drive was painful. You were overthinking.

Both of you were.

"Would she be back to stay?"

"Is this going to end?"

"What if he doesn't want me back?"

"What if this is the end?"

"Madame, we are here." The Uber called your attention once your things were next to you on the street.

"Merci beaucoup." You say, paying him and telling him that you will take it from here.

You open the gate with your control. The sound of it interrupting the calm of the evening.

When he heard the sound, his heart stopped for a second. He was about to throw up from nerves.

The giggle of the keys makes him stop, he feels like throwing up. He took a sip of water before looking at himself on his phone camera, checking if he looked presentable.

The smell of food hits you as soon as you walk inside. Leaving your suitcase by the stairs and slowly walking inside trying to find him.

His back welcomes you, he's focused on his phone to notice you walking into the kitchen. The table was ready, your favorite food ready to be served.

"Kyks?"

He turns quickly, smiling at you with soft eyes. He walks with open arms to you. You lock your arms behind his back, feeling his kisses on your face.

"Mon amour." He kiss your forehead. "How was your flight? Did you even sleep? Are you hungry? I made your favorite meal and I was waiting f-"

You interrupted him by kissing his lips, and all the worries from both of you are out the door. You know he's not mad, and he knows you still love him.

"It was good. Thank you for updating my seat." You answer his questions. "I did sleep, almost all the flight, and I'm very hungry. Thank you for cooking. I can't wait to try it."

He kiss you on the lips, smiling into the kiss. His safe space is back with him. There is nothing better right now.

He pulls you to the chairs, serving you the food and drink. You can tell he was happy. He looked fresh.

You eat in silence. The peace of it is different than before. There was no more weird silence that a video or keyboard sound filled.

"Thank you, I really appreciate this."

He nods, waiting for the right time to talk about all the things that need to be talked about. He lays his head on your shoulder. Kissing your neck.

You feel the same. You want to jump and talk about everything to end the topic and move on. But that was not the way.

However, procrastinating the conversation wasn't the way either. "Let's talk. The faster, the better." You smile.

"Impatient much?" He jokes. Standing up and taking the plates to the sink. "Let's go to the living room?"

You nod, standing up and grabbing his hand, directing him to the big fluffy couch you both love.

"I want to start." He says as soon as his body falls into the cushion.

"Okay, lovie." You smile.

He thinks for a second, how can he ask what he needs to ask? He knows that no matter what, it will hit.

"Why weren't you honest about you having money issues?"

Your expression didn't change. You knew he knew. Celine asked you to pick your check a few days after you asked her you were taking a few days off to rest your mind.

You asked Kylian to pick it up, and Celine gave him a piece of her mind. She felt bad about doing it and called you a few hours later.

She told him that he was an asshole if he couldn't even tell that you were having issues not only with your peace of mind but with how much you worked and felt bad about never been able to match the lifestyle he was.

"I don't have money issues, Ky." You say, low but enough for him to hear. "What I had was the concept that I needed to have a certain amount of money to be enough for you. Leading to me working extra and feeling less than everybody who was around and could give themselves the benefit of spending what I earned in a nightclub."

He nods, understanding. "You know that I'm not like that, right?"

"I do. You always supported me in any way you could. And I'm grateful for you. I just felt so out of place." You sigh. "And every girl who got close to your friends always asked me about your ex, how she was this way and this way. I felt like competing."

He can feel his heart sinks. He never wanted you to compare yourself to the girls he dated. There was a reason why he was done with those relationships.

"You are so smart." He says, hand caressing your cheek. "You have no idea how much I ever wanted to end with someone like you. Not only beautiful but a very strong woman who doesn't need other peoples opinions and who can shine on her own."

You can feel your eyes watering. You never thought that his words were something you needed, but you did.

"My ex-girlfriends are just that. Exes. You are my present and my future." He kiss your cheek. "And I want you to know that no amount of money or any girl who I ever got anything with is going to take the place you have in my heart. You are the one."

Your lips found his, you can't think of any future plans or anything that didn't include him. You know he was your one, and knowing you are his one is heartwarming.

"I'm sorry, I know I was acting like a bitch. I think I felt way too comfortable, and I was so wrong for not noticing that you weren't you. I promise I'm not going to let that happen again."

"Thank you for that." You smile. "I'm sorry too, I was overwhelmed with all the thoughts in my mind. I think I let the worst of it hit me and never paint mind to it."

"It's okay." He brings your hand to his mouth, kissing it. "You have me, and I'm going to be with you every step of the way."

The warmth in your heart is hard to describe. You are sure he will be with you no matter what. The same way you were for him when he needed you.

You hug him, falling into his embrace. His hands caressing your body while he left sweet words in your ear.

"We are going to be okay because we have each other." He kiss your lips and your head. "Tu m’as et je t’ai. Je t’aime, tu es mon monde." He humms.

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prettyprincessduh · 2 months ago

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How they react when you wear a sundress ~

Rami characters edition ✨️

AN ~ Since it's getting hot out and the sun is finally wanting to shine, I wrote these short stories on how different Rami characters would react to the reader in a sundress and no panties cuz I'm down bad

TW ~ My stories are mature, so there will be suggestive language and depending on the character spicy scenes. Never mind, they all have spicy endings lmaooo

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Ahkmenrah ~

The sun is high, waves rolling, and your skin is still warm from a morning swim.

You pick that sundress. The soft, flowy one. The one that hugs your hips and flutters just right when the breeze hits.

No bra. No panties.

Just skin, sunlight, and sinful thoughts.

You find Ahkmenrah lounging by the pool, book in hand, shirt unbuttoned, golden skin glistening.

“Hey,” you say, real casual.

He looks up.

And then he sees.

The sway of your hips. The dip of your neckline. The way the light shines through the fabric.

His eyes narrow. His book closes slowly.

You tilt your head. “Something wrong, Pharaoh?”

He stands. He walks over. Doesn’t speak just circles you once. Observing.

Then leans down, voice husky:

“You wear nothing beneath this dress.”

You gasp, tiny, innocent. “How would you know?”

He smirks. “Because if you did… I wouldn’t be able to see through it"

You’re frozen.

He brushes a hand along your lower back, teasing the hem. His breath is hot against your ear.

“Is this how queens walk among mortals? Or is this meant for me alone?”

The wind lifts the fabric ever so slightly.

His hand grips your hip.

And then he steps back.

“I suggest,” he says, voice tight, “you go back to our room. Now.”

You blink. “Why?”

He leans in, eyes burning. “Because if I take you here… the ocean won’t be the only thing flooding this island.”

You run.

He follows.

And that sundress?

Tossed across the floor within seconds.

The aftermath ~

When it’s over, your body is trembling, every inch of you sore but satisfied in a way you never expected. Ahkmenrah’s body lies over yours, still breathing heavy, his chest rising and falling as he gathers his strength again.

You feel like you've been claimed, both physically and emotionally, by the Pharaoh himself.

And just when you think it’s safe to breathe…

He smiles, a devilish grin on his lips. “Rest well, my queen. You have earned this.”

But you know this is far from over.

His kiss is still imprinted on your lips, his touch still fresh on your skin. And now, every time you look at him, you know what he’s capable of.

You shiver, and he notices. “I think you may be addicted to me now.”

You smirk back, curling up against his chest.

“We’ll see about that, Ahkmenrah.”

Elliot Alderson ~

It’s a hot, sticky summer day in the city. You’re meeting Elliot for something simple, coffee, maybe a walk, nothing big.

You show up in that sundress.

Soft pastel, barely-there straps, falling perfectly over your curves…

…and underneath?

Absolutely nothing.

You catch him outside the café. He’s in his usual hoodie, jeans, head down and already anxious just existing.

Then he looks up.

And you see it happen.

System error.

His eyes widen, jaw tenses, lips part like he’s about to say something but—

Nothing comes out.

You walk over, all innocent. “Hey, you good?”

He blinks. Slowly.

“Y-Yeah. Just… you look—”

He stops himself. Swallows hard. Fidgets with his sleeve.

“Warm day, right?” you tease, swaying a little closer.

His eyes drop.

To your thighs.

The way your dress moves with each step.

The distinct lack of… lines.

Silent panic.

He clears his throat, looking away instantly.

“I, um… I wasn’t expecting—It’s just—”

“You okay, Elliot?” you lean in, whispering near his ear, “You’re glitching.”

His breath hitches.

“I’m not glitching,” he lies, very obviously glitching.

You smile, brushing his hand.

You both go inside and he sits on the inside of the booth

“Want me to sit across from you, or…” you lower your voice, “…next to you?”

He doesn’t answer. Just stares at you with a mix of panic, arousal, and pure emotional combustion.

So you sit next to him anyway. Cross your legs slowly.

He flinches.

You lean in. “I didn’t wear anything underneath.”

He.exe crashes.

He’s dead silent.

Then, after a beat:

“…Why would you tell me that?”

You grin. “Thought you’d like the visual.”

His voice drops, shaky and low.

“I do. Way too much.”

You see his hands curl into fists in his lap. He can’t even look at you.

But under the table?

You feel his leg twitch closer.

You reach for his hand. He lets you take it. His palm is sweaty. His grip? Desperate.

He looks at you finally, pupils blown, breath ragged.

He stands up abruptly, causing your heart to skip. “I’ll be right back,” he murmurs, voice a little lower than usual, before he walks towards the bathroom door.

You’re frozen. There’s an energy crackling in the air. You wait a beat, unsure whether you should follow. But the pull is too strong.

You get up, quietly following him toward the restroom, and the door swings open with a soft click.

Inside, the small, dimly lit bathroom is a world away from the café's bustling noise. It’s quiet too quiet, and the heavy silence between you both feels more charged than anything you've ever experienced.

You lock the door behind you, and Elliot doesn’t waste a second. He grabs your wrist, pulling you toward him until your chest is pressed against his.

You can hear his breath, shallow, like he’s barely holding it together. His hands slide to your waist, his fingers grazing your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

“Elliot…” you whisper, your heart racing.

“I just… I need you. Now.” he murmurs

You barely process the words before his lips crash into yours, hot and desperate. It’s nothing like the casual kisses you’ve had before this is raw, urgent, as if you’re both trying to consume each other in the smallest space possible.

You gasp when his tongue slides against yours, his hands moving to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer. He presses you against the cold, tiled wall, the heat of his body contrasting with the chill of the bathroom around you.

You can’t help but give in, your hands exploring him in return, feeling the intensity building between you both. His lips leave yours, trailing kisses down your neck, his breath warm against your skin.

His hands grip your hips tighter, and he lifts you slightly, pressing you harder against the wall. The way his body feels against yours makes everything else disappear the world outside, the constant noise. It’s just the two of you caught in a moment of reckless abandon.

Your breath quickens as he continues to kiss you, every movement of his lips on yours pushing you further into a state of need. His hand slides down to your thigh, pulling your leg up around his waist, his touch searing through the fabric of your dress

You feel the unmistakable tension in the air, the hunger building, but it’s different with Elliot. He’s so controlled, so careful, yet so lost in this moment with you. There’s an edge to it, a danger of getting caught that only adds to the thrill.

Josh Washington ~

You're at the lodge again, but it's summer this time. No snow. Just heat, games, and a group reunion that somehow landed you and Josh alone for the afternoon.

You come downstairs wearing it.

A thin, pastel sundress. Lacy, flirty, soft as a whisper.

No bra.

No panties.

Josh is in the kitchen, humming something dumb, probably about cereal. His back’s to you.

“Hey Josh?”

He turns.

Silence.

His brain does a hard reboot.

He blinks. Once. Twice.

Then?

“Oh… fuck me.”

You smirk. “Something wrong?”

“Uh—yeah. No. Nothing. You just—uh—” he gestures vaguely at you, “—look like the entire concept of temptation.”

You twirl a little. “It’s warm out.”

He nods slowly, eyes absolutely stuck on you.

He’s trying to be respectful. Really.

But then the sundress sways when you step closer, and he sees just enough to realize…

“Oh my god. You’re not wearing anything under that, are you?”

You tilt your head, fake innocent. “Wanna check?”

He stares at you like you’ve just pulled the pin on a grenade and handed it to him with a kiss.

“Okay,” he says, hands on his hips, pacing like he’s negotiating with God, “first of all, rude. Second of all, I’ve been trying to be good—trying really hard—but you are out here acting like the world is your runway and I’m your personal simp—”

“You are.”

He freezes.

Then groans. Loudly. “This is so unfair.”

You walk past him, very slowly, brushing your hand along his chest. “C’mon. You gonna let me win this easy?”

He grabs your wrist. Gentle, but firm.

Eyes dark.

Voice low.

“Bedroom. Now. Before I lose the tiny shred of self-control I have left.”

You barely make it up the stairs.

He’s kissing your neck, his hands sliding under the dress, lifting it inch by inch.

“You really wore this for me, didn’t you?”

You nod, breathless.

“Yeah? You like teasing me? You like being bad?”

His voice is a growl now.

“You’re not walking right tomorrow. Just so you know.”

Finn ~ NFS

It’s late afternoon and you pull up to the garage where Finn’s been working all day music bumping, tools clinking, and that boy’s hoodie tied around his waist like he’s in a thirst trap ad for motor oil.

You walk in.

The air smells like grease and gasoline, but you? You’re a breath of dangerous air.

You’re in a tiny sundress. Bare shoulders. Loose skirt. Skin glowing in the sunset.

And nothing underneath.

“Hey, grease monkey,” you call.

Finn turns from under the hood of his car, wiping his hands on a rag. He looks at you.

Then looks again.

Paused. Entire game lagged.

“…Ohhh no. Nope. What’re you tryna pull, baby?”

You blink. “What?”

He walks over slow, checking you out head to toe.

“That dress. That smile. That walk—nah, that’s an ambush.”

You twirl. “It’s hot today.”

“Not as hot as you are, damn,” he mutters, biting his lip.

He grabs his water bottle and chugs it like his life depends on it.

You hop up to sit on the hood of one of the cars, swinging your legs.

The dress rides up.

Finn freezes.

“…You’re not wearing panties, are you?”

You give a coy shrug. “Maybe not.”

He runs a hand down his face, pacing.

“You know I’ve got work to do, yeah? You know I’m tryin’ to be good today?”

“You could be bad,” you offer sweetly.

He’s by you in seconds, standing between your legs.

“Say that again.”

You lean in, tugging his shirt. “Be bad for me.”

His hands slide up your thighs, pushing the dress higher.

The aftermath ~

You end up half-undressed, moaning his name in the backseat of some unfinished car, sundress bunched at your waist, his hands on your hips like he’s never letting go.

Later, he tugs you into his lap and whispers, “You’re not allowed in that dress near any of my friends. Ever. S’only for me.”

And he means it.

#rami malek #until dawn #josh washington #joshua washington #elliot alderson #until dawn josh x reader #until dawn x reader #natm ahkmenrah #night at the museum #light smut #need for speed #mr robot #sun dress

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hannahdalaney-blog · 26 days ago

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Hii, lover your fics, do you write thragg or conquest stuff?

If so you please do one where reader is a pretty strong hero and gets the attention of one of them?🙏🏽✨️

Thank you ‼️ I have not written for them yet but when I got your message I was so excited!

Solid rock

conquest x reader

warnings: talk of blood and such, reader is just as sick as conquest lol

This is your chance to prove yourself, prove that you can help. Being born a viltrimite was proof enough for most but you wanted to be more. Someone that your people could look up too and strive to be. A leader.

Today is a "tryouts" battle which means you're helping take over a planet. A small one of course, it is your first time. You've fought for years but only ever in a training room. Conquest was leading this take over, he lead most of them. The name stuck fear in most hearts but yours gave a different reaction.

He was big, way bigger than you thought he would be. His scar stretching across his face adding to his rough battle ridden body. For you it was insanely attractive. To have won so many battles, enough to be given the name conquest. Viltrimites pride themselves on their strength but no one could come close to his.

Floating down to the small red planet you couldn't keep your eyes off of your fearless leader. When your feet touched the ground he delivered the message you delivered to every planet.

"Today is your last day of freedom, you may now join the viltrimite empire." he said it like it was a prize to have your planet covered in blood and tears.

"If you fight back we will be forced to react." he added looking behind him. His eyes catching yours. Your back straightened a little more, he looked at you.

Of course the people tried to put up a fight. Who wouldn't, but it was short lived. You dove right in punching your way through every last protester you saw. It was thrilling to be in battle even if it covered you in blood. And it did, your fist, clothes, and face all had red splattered across them.

Your smile wide as you see the pile of bodies you made. Looking to you leader you see him looking back. His chest rising and falling so quick you would think he made the pile. His smile was small but it was defiantly there.

"Good job soldier, what's your name?" he was close now his face only a foot away. You told him your name keeping your head held high, smile stretching across your face.

Conquest had seen a lot of fighting, blood, and tears. Most viltrimite enjoy it but he's never seen someone love it as much as you seem too. No one but him. Watching you beat and crush bones sent waves of heat up his spine. He's never felt this way before, never really felt anything before.

He never gave compliments and he defiantly never smile at anyone, unless they lied dead beneath him. You were special. Someone who didn't cower away from his gaze, you actually seemed to seek it out.

Going home with a victory was an amazing feeling. Not only that but Conquest himself complimented you. You noticed how he seemed to stick closer to you on the way back. He didn't touch you or breathe down your neck but he was there. A pattern he didn't break for a long time.

You were assigned to his army as his second in command. It seemed unreal to be getting the chance to fight next to one of the best fighters in viltrimite. But the more time you spent with the man you noticed how lonely he seemed. No one would approach him or even look his way but you. It was strange, they should be worshiping him?

Though you did enjoy that it was just the two of you. You asked him about his battles and he told you about them. Your eyes shining with admiration. He seemed to like talking so you kept asking. Then you noticed him following you. Not a creepy following but he would stick beside you as soon as you stepped foot out your room.

Sometimes he would even wait for you outside your door. It was nice at first but then he started to get touchy. His large warm hands on the small of your back at any given moment. He smiled a lot more but only at you. His eyes boring into your soul as he glides his hand up and down your back.

You brushed it off, he doesn't have many friends many he just doesn't know. Then once he saw you accepted his touch he wanted more. His greedy hands touching where ever he could. Your thighs, arms, waist, back, and even your face.

It only got worse after every battle you went on. He seemed to get himself worked up on seeing you fight. The blood and grime hitting him in the heart. After he would slide his hands all over your body even more, wouldn't even let you wash it all off.

He wasn't sure why he wanted to touch you so bad but it felt like an itch he had to scratch. When he couldn't find you his heart would race at an uncomfortable rate. You were just in the training room. Not that you needed it, he's never seen someone as skilled as you.

"Hey!" you smiled at him. He just couldn't stop himself anymore. He kissed you, rough hands closing around your face.

The worst part is you kissed him back. In fact you pushed yourself against him sliding your hands up his chest. Kissing you felt like his body was on fire. Your soft warm lips melting against his.

It was over before you knew it.

#fem reader #invincible #conquest #invincible conquest #x reader #conquest x reader

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