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Maybe its a Blessing in Disguise

Jacob x werewolf!Reader

reader moves from LA to Forks in order to reconnect with her old family friend Bella Swan and meets Jacob.

Reader is slightly Afro Latina coded I haven’t rlly said anything about reader’s hair tho so maybe just Latina, also speaks Spanish and incorporates it into random sentences but only if she knows the other person can understand it, reader wears a black juicy tracksuit and chunky sandals bc I said so Jacob does not know that reader is a werewolf reader and is in a pack ill add more as i write

Bruh he is SO FOINE GRRRR BARK BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF

I yawned as I drove to my best friend's house after hearing that her pasty-faced boyfriend had broken up with her. “Bells! vine tan pronto como pude!” I said barging into the house and the young girl's room. I walked in and saw her crying in her bed “Okay pause those sheets are so tacky what the hell” I said carefully sitting down and taking her in my arms letting her cry into my velvety tracksuit. “let's get you better amor” i said kissing the top of her head and helping her stand up. I got her into the shower, washed her face, and put her back to bed as it was already 10:00.

I woke her up bright and early and got her into the bathroom to do something to her face and hair you know to bring that Arizonan girl out and honestly, it worked wonderfully. I put on another tracksuit this time it's dark green and I give Bella a matching one “Tan guapa” I complimented her smiling softly seeing her face turn red alright let go I say grabbing my keys “Wait you driving?” Bella asked “yea silly it’s a sports car though so prepárate,” I said stepping outside and unlocking my Dodge Charger and turning it on making the engine rev like crazy. I smiled as I headed towards the school that I recently enrolled in.

I pulled into a parking spot seeing all the different people including some of Bella’s acquaintances that she showed me a picture of. I stepped out of the car looking around seeing her pasty faced ex-boyfriend through my shades looking right at me, I smirked slightly walking over and opening the door for Bella and helping her out. I chuckled seeing her stumble due to me going 30 over the speed limit. She put her arm around my waist covering up my back tattoo i did the same as we walked through the parking lot ignoring the stares. Thankfully i was able to get all of my classes with Bella so we walked to class together.

Time Skip

It was the end of the day and me and Bella were walking outside and to my car just to find a bunch of random people standing around my car “watch this” i snickered as i pressed the automatic on button and watched as the people jumped and yelped by me turning on the car. I open the door and get in and so does Bella i peered into the mirror seeing the Cullens staring at my car “they stare a whole lot” i said raising my eyebrows. I drove out of the parking lot “ hey can you take me to this place my friend wants to hang out” Bella said “sure”.

We made it to this guy named Billy’s house and when you pulled up several shirtless dudes where sitting on the front deck. I got out and immediately smelled like there were other werewolves and i guess they could smell me too because they immediately turned in my direction. “Guys this is y/n l/n” Bella hesitantly introduced me i smiled politely at the boys “well I’m Seth that’s Quill, Embry, and Jacob” the boy said smiling sweetly “n/n wanna come with us to La Push there’s gonna be a bonfire” Bella asked “uh sure i wont stay too long though a bitch needs her sleep or we wont make it to school tomorrow” i laughed “ well I’m gonna go home i need a shower” i sighed pressing the automatic button on my car key turning up the car making the engine rev. I walked to my car “you stayin’ right?” I looked at Bella as i opened the door, she nodded a few times and i got in my car and sped off.

Bella’s POV

I watched as my friend sped away in her car “soo where’s she from? I know she wasn’t born here” Quil asked “Yeah she’s from LA” I responded as I sat down next to Jacob “What’s LA?” Jacob asked with a raised eyebrow “LA stands for Los Angeles it's in California” I said leaning back and pulling out my phone to text y/n the time she can come back and where. Jacob leaned his head to the side to see what I was doing “So this y/n girl…is she single?” Quil asked as he leaned back in his chair licking his lips “Surprisingly yes” I said “Honestly I don’t even know how or why she’s single I guess the boys in California didn’t catch her attention” I shrugged.

“Are you all ready? And do we have everything we need?” Jacob called out as he finished loading the supplies into his truck “Yeah we’re ready” I called out getting into the passenger seat and the other boys got into the back seat. I dialed y/n’s number and waited for her to answer” Hello?” She answered, “Hey we’re on our way to La Push where are you now?” “Umm I’m at a shopping center right now getting Auntie Annie’s” she answered “Oooh get me a pretzel please,” I asked “ está bien I’m about to leave now no estoy muy lejos” “Okay bye” “Peace”. I hung up the phone “Was she speaking Spanish?” Seth asked “yea it’s her first language” I said looking out the window as the trees turned into cliffs and this cliff turned into the beach. It was slightly crowded but I wasn’t bothered by that. The bonfire was set up and I was waiting patiently for y/n to come with my delicious pretzel.

Y/n’s POV

I pulled into the parking lot and looked around before I got out holding Bella’s pretzel and a lemonade in my other hand I walked towards the bonfire which was actual a long distance away so I started sipping on my frosted lemonade. The soft light of the fire grew larger as I neared I scanned for a spot to sit at and slightly tensed up seeing that the only spot open was by that Jacob guy. No I don’t hate him or anything he’s actually very attractive in fact he looks like he was sculpted by a god or something. And ohh don’t get me started on his eyes and the way his brows furrow- that’s enough rambling for one day I thought to myself. I saw Bella get up happily scurrying towards me grabbing the pretzel and taking a bite happily. “Oh um there aren’t anymore seats by me so I guess you’ll have to sit with Jay” Bella said looking around “oh okay” I said sitting down on the bench by the young boy.

Time Skip

Everyone was laughing and enjoying their time Jacob and I grew silent but I could feel his eyes on me. Bella and the 3 other boys were talking and laughing but I kind of just zoned them out by playing a random game on my phone. “So y/n how’s the weather there in California?” Jacob asked as he sat up straight “extremely hot I can say that” I laughed breathlessly “so do you like it over here more?” I grew silent for a moment looking back at Bella and the others joking around “I guess you could say that though I do miss my family” I smiled softly looking back at Jacob. I could see a slight hint of red in his cheeks but I dared not to say anything about it. “Alright y/n I’m ready to go” Bella said getting up “okay” I said getting up “it was nice meeting you all” I said softly walking over to Bella and turning around. “Yeah it was nice meeting you” Seth said as the others nodded in agreement I softly smiled and turned around to see Bella already walking off I smacked my lips jogging after her.

We had finally made it to my car and we got in and I drove away “soo Jacob huh~ think he’s cute?” Bella asked teasingly and laughed when I blushed “I think he’s really into you y/n~” she laughed “I should set you two up” I laughed nervously “I mean I wouldn’t be complaining he is cute” I said as I pulled into the driveway and got out the car. “Oh by the way me and Edward are okay now I guess but I don’t know if we’re back together yet, also prom is Friday night and I think you should come” Bella said as we walked into the house “okay but I don’t trust that pasty-face bastard, and yea we can go to prom can you come dress shopping with me?” I asked “sure”.

“Alright goodnight Bells” I yawned as I walked to my room, I laid down and called my mom as it was only 8:00 where she was “hi momma” I spoke sweetly “hi my sweet baby how is mare you doing?” My mother cooed “ah I’m alright schools pretty nice here and I love the weather” I gushed “that’s good sweetie now have you met anyone? Any boys?” My mother asked slyly. I chuckled nervously “there’s this one boy but when I first met him I got a whiff of that wet dog smell so I think he’s one of us including his friends or should I say pack” I whispered “another pack? Well I’m not surprised. You haven’t come across any of those cold ones have you?” She asked “unfortunately yes, I have and I think Bella has a relation shit with one of them” I sighed “god well if you need any help let out a howl and your siblings will be there in a bling of an eye” “I will momma, I’m going to go to sleep now okay?” “Alright love call me if you need anything alright? Bye now” I hung up the phone and placed it on my nightstand and rolled over to look at the ceiling. I waited for a few minutes just in case then I softly closed my eyes.

I was woken up by my 5:00 alarm and got up with a groan. I quickly got ready and headed downstairs just to see Bella introducing her so called “boyfriend” to Charlie “good morning Charlie!” I say walking up to the chief giving him a big hug somehow he was still taller than me “mornin’” he huffed “y/n this is Edward” Bella said “hi.uh nice to meet you” I said looking him up and down questionably. “It’s nice to meet you too I’m about to take Bella to play baseball ball with my family would you like to join?” The pale-faced man smiled “I’ll go if Bells wants me to” I stated as I turned to the girl raising my eyebrow. “Yeah you should come but take your car so I can have a ride home,” Bella said smiling “Okay. “

“Y/n, I trust that you’ll keep Bella safe and not let any harm come to her correct?” Charlie asked sternly but I could see right through him “She won’t get into any type of danger as long as I’m breathing” I said with a glint in my eyes. “She’s safe with me,” I said holding up my hands and retracted my claws smiling. Charlie nodded and walked off to get ready for work Bella and her boyfriend were already outside I sipped on some water and pressed the button to turn on my car “I’ll follow you guys or you could just tell me the location so I can speed how I’d like to” I said looking at Edward “I think it’d be best if you followed since I don’t know where we’re going” “erm okay I guess” I shrugged walking to my car.

The car ride there was pretty long but I understand what Edward meant by him not even knowing where we were going himself because there were three other cars in front of him at last we finally made it to the destination three women got out of one car and three men came out of theirs I opened my door and got out and walked next to Bella and rested my elbow on her shoulder. “Y/n this is Alice, Rosalie, and Esme” “Hi y/n I’ve seen you in the halls but I was too nervous to come up to you,” Alice said chuckling nervously “I know right? When I first met her she looked like she wanted to fight me but she’s a sweetheart really” Bella smiled “Looks like it” Rosalie said eyeing me up and down. I heard a twig snap and immediately turned my head to see who it was kind of surprising the three women.

After I was introduced to everyone the game had finally begun and I could tell that they were very serious about the game. I stood at one of the bases and looked to my side seeing Bella at another one then all of a sudden she caught the ball and threw it at me and I could see in the corner of my eye Rosalie running towards me using her super speed I caught the ball just before she could slide to the base “you're out.” I said looking down at her. She stood up immediately and let out a growl as if she were trying to scare me I raised my eyebrow tilted my head and watched her stomp away.

“Stop!” Alice yelled everyone walked to her “Someone’s coming”

Yall i was so excited writing this yall do not knowww anywho not rlly proof read i just used Grammarly to correct sum stuff so if it sounds weird it’s that😓🙏

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HIIII IM ALIVE new posts coming soon cause i need to feed into my delusions/hyperfixations 🤭🤭🤭🤭

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What about me?

Yandere! Steven Quartz Universe/fem! Reader.

You and Steven had always been the best of buds. Jam buds if you will. But what happens when everyone is growing up and drifting away from Steven, including you?

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Please read !! TW !!

I don't really have an idea of where I want to go with this, but I've been reading more fan fiction and I've been wanting to write some of my own as they don't quite scratch that itch that I have. I've read some amazing pieces though and they've inspired me to write something of my own. Now since idk where I'm going with this, I'm going to post a TW !!! now as I know this will probably include sensitive topics such as depression, anxiety, obsessive thoughts and controlling toxic behavior, the whole yandere shabang, nsfw ect ect. If you are sensitive to that stuff I suggest you don't read this. I need to get my dark fantasies out of my head though and onto here. Hope u enjoy :)

Steven is also 18 or so in this as are you! No minors in this story. This is also low-key high key a self insert sooo.

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You and Steven had always been the best of buds. Jam buds if you will. He was always there for you and you were always there for him. You were two peas in a pod..

Everyone in Steven's life had started to do their own thing, figure themselves out, and drift away, no longer needing the help of the curly haired boy. Steven was always the savoir, the knight. He dedicated his whole preteen and teen years to saving the 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘺, so of course when his friends and family began asking for his help less and less and doing their own things more and more...well it took a toll on him.

But at least he had you, right? I mean you had just turned 18 so surely you didn't have everything figured out like everyone else did. Surely you would stick around. Surely you 𝘕𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 him like he needed you...right?

To his utter disappointment. You 𝘥𝘪𝘥 have everything planned out. You knew exactly what you wanted to do, and what you wanted to be. You knew all the steps and goals and had planned every major event in your future. It was silly but you enjoyed planning into the future, it gave you some sense of security that you didn't have in your present life with your famiy. You were so excited to turn 18 and take your life into your own hands. And he used to be so supportive of you, but now that you said it out loud.

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯."

Reality set in.

Steven just sat there, watching you explain yourself and go on and on about your plans. You had started out mellow, breaking the news slowly, but the more you talked about it the more excitement fluttered in your stomach. You couldn't help yourself as you started rambling sentences out, stars in your eyes as you told him about your life plans.

Steven felt his stomach knot and turn, flipping every which way as you kept talking. Although he wasn't really listening as he was deep in his own thoughts, spiraling down an anxiety rabbit hole. He felt like he was going to be sick.

"What about me..?" He asked, barely above a whisper. He didn't even mean to say anything, it just slipped out.

You stopped rambling and looked over at him. He wasn't looking at you, instead he was looking to the ground, his hands fidgeting quickly and nervously.

"Huh?" You asked. You could barely hear what he had said he was so quiet.

Steven quickly snapped his head to look at you, tears already pricking his eyes as thoughts raced inside of his head. His nose scrunched and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"What about me?! You told me you wouldn't leave me. So much for Jam buds, huh?" He spat the last part with a bit of venom and resentment, staring you in your eyes. Even though he was a jumbled ball of nerves right now, he still couldn't help but appreciate your soft eyes. He wished he could never look away.

He looked away, feeling heat rise to his cheeks and the self consciousness set in. He didn't mean to snap, it just happened. He was feeling too many emotions right now and none of them were good, he couldn't control himself.

Anxiety, jealously, anger, panic, possessiveness. He did not want you to go. He wasn't going to let you go.

You were his only friend left in beach city. What was he going to do without you? Hang with the gems all day? Yeah right. He loved them but he would rather not spend all day everyday with them.

You on the other hand.

You were perfect to be around. Your energy was always so warm and positive, and when it wasn't, you still had this elegance to your sadness and anger that he couldn't help but admire. You were everything right with the earth, everything he had been fighting for since he was just a wee little Steven. You enjoyed all the same things as him, video games and sappy movies. You were the perfect movie buddy. You also somehow knew about the bits, which was exactly how you guys met and bonded.

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You were in your summer outfit, hair up and out of the way as the hot summer sun beamed down onto you, standing in line at Beach CityWalk Fries. You looked young, probably around his own age when he walked up behind you to stand in line. A few moments later you were at the front, slamming your fist down onto the counter. "The bits! The bits! The bitsss! Gimme the bitsss!!" You squealed out wearing a giant toothy smile.

Steven couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter at the young girl, she was so cute, and how did she know about the bits?

He walked up next to you and giggled, giving you a funny look before slamming his fists down same as yours. He joined in. "The bits! The bits! Give me the bits!" He yelled, his prepubesant voice high pitched and enthusiastic.

The man behind the counter sighed, with two kids screaming about the free French fry pieces, how could he say no? He just wanted you both gone. So he got the bits and shooed the two of you away with a wave, sighing as you both left the line giggling and talking. From then on, you were joined at the hip to Steven Quartz Universe.

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Steven thought about this precious moment. The moment he first laid his eyes on you and built up the confidence to join you in your bits chant. Tears began to weld in his eyes as he tried to hold them in. It was hard though. You had made a promise to always stay by his side and now you were just suddenly breaking your promise? Growing up and moving on with your life? Without him? He didn't think so.

Steven knew it was wrong but he wasn't going to let you get away with this. He wasn't going to let you break your promise and leave. He was all too familiar with emotions, especially yours, and he knew how to tug at your heart strings to get exactly what he wanted. He didn't always want to, but sometimes you gave him no choice.

You didn't know what to do. On one hand you wanted to live life to the fullest. You wanted to fulfill your dreams and move out of your toxic household and into the life of your dreams. You dreamed of a cozy, safe, comforting place, and you were ready to take life by the balls and make it your bitch. But on the other hand you knew you made a promise to Steven, and you didn't intend to break it. But you didn't think he was serious when you promised to never leave each other. You guys were young. Surely he knew that you were going to grow up and onward with your life, didnt he want to grow too?

As a matter of fact Steven did not want to move on. Not from you. He was fine where he was, working with new gems and teaching them the ways of the earth. He was content with his daily routine of wake up, think about you, think about you, think about you, think about you. And whatever else he had to do with the gems and Diamonds and such. But you were always the highlight of his day. Always the motivation for him to wake up because he knew he would get to talk to you, get to see you, and occasionally follow you around to make sure you were safe. He used to preach change, and he still did to others, but he wasn't known for taking his own advice. He did not want to change at all. He just wanted you. All. The. Time.

"Steven..." You sighed, trying to regain control of your thoughts and say the right thing. He was taking this so wrong. What did he mean "𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘑𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘴?" You were always Jam Buds!

"We're always jam buds, steven. Always. Just because I'm leaving doesn't mean we won't ever talk again. We have phones you know" You chuckled a bit, trying to lighten the mood a little but it was obvious Steven was not having it.

You rested your hand on his back and he let out a heavy sigh. It was clear he had a lot on his mind. You knew he thought a lot,,a little too much in your opinion. He tended to overthink a lot and you always tried your best to comfort him and snap him back into reality. You can't even count all the times you sat alone with Steven as he bawled and sobbed in front of you, rambling on and on about worries he had about his friends leaving, about nobody needing him. You would sit and hold him for hours. It brought tears to your eyes knowing he had such a hard time mentally with these things. Especially after finding out he was a Diamond and all his past trauma catching up with him, his anxieties were worse than ever. Even mysteriously flashing pink a few times when he felt too overwhelmed. You were there to witness a few of these outbursts, most of them happening when the two of you were alone and experiencing conflict.

"Texting and calling isn't the same." Steven said, his head hanging low.

You moved your hand from his back to his chin, resting your index and middle finger under it to Have him face you and look you in your eyes. This made his heart flop around like a fish out of water, his whole face warming up. Stars, you were gorgeous.

"I know..." You looked to the side for a second to think before looking him in his eyes again tenderly.

"But it'll be okay, Steven. I'm excited about this. You know it'll be so much better for me to move out and get my own place. And you know once I do you're definitely going to come over all the time." You smiled warmly and returned your hand to his back, rubbing it softly.

Steven groaned childishly and leaned back, throwing his head back in frustration before gliding his fingers through his curls to calm himself down. He did like the sound of that. He knew how you felt at home with your family, and he knew he would always be over at your new place, he would practically live there with you. But it wasn't enough. He didn't want you to leave the safety of Beach city at all. Even though it wasn't really all that safe. He didn't want you to leave the safety of him. But he was able to calm himself down a little and resist the urge to throw you over his shoulder and into roses room to keep you from leaving.

"I know..it's just.." He sighed. "...hard for me." He decided to open up a little. "You're my best friend. My only friend at that. What am I going to do when you leave?" He questioned, pouting.

"You have friends. The gems love you. And im still always going to be your friend. Even if im away. And you'll find new friends, I'm sure plenty of people want to be friends with Steven Universe: savoir of the galaxy" You answered, grinning and confident in his ability to put himself out there and make new friends.

"I don't want new friends." He muttered. "I'm fine with my one best Jam bud friend forever." He blushed softly and couldn't help but crack a small smile. Something about you just seemed to calm his nerves so much he was even able to form a gentle smile despite all the crazy emotions he felt in his body growing just under a boil.

You even gave a small smile and giggle, rubbing his back softly for a second again trying to think of what to say to this. You want to comfort him. "I'll always be here. I promise." You mumbled and gave him a light squeeze.

Something about this made the fire light back up inside of Steven, his heart increasing in pace as he looked down at you.

"Yeah. Right." He scoffed rudely. All sense of relief gone. "That's what you said last time. But look at us now" He held his hands out wide in front of him for a second before crossing them over his chest. "Don't lie to me."

You were startled at this sudden mood switch in Steven, he was beginning to calm down and relax for a second, but of course you had to say something that reminded him of why he was upset in the first place. You regretted saying anything at all.

"I'm not lying, steven. Why would I lie to you?" Steven took in your worried expression. He didn't want to admit it but he liked doing this to you a little more than he would admit. He never wanted to hurt you, no no of course not, but a little tug at the heart strings and some sly remarks, you began to feel bad for him. And he ate it up. He could see the regret in your face and you stared at him quietly, waiting patiently for his response.

"I don't know. Why would you promise me something and then break that promise?" He said almost sarcastically.

"Steven." You scolded, removing your hand from his back and into your lap. You didn't like this side of him. Sometimes he got a little childish.

"Y/N." He spat back.

You narrowed your brows and gave him a small glare, trying to give him the benefit of the doubt as you knew he struggled with abandonment. But you weren't abandoning him, you were growing up. And he should be too.

"Why are you acting like this? I thought you would be excited for me.." You looked down, causing Steven's glance to shift.

"Excited? For you to leave me? Why would I be excited about 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵."

"I'm not leaving you, steven. I'm growing up. I'm changing. Life is constantly changing, you know this. You preach this to gems, you preached it to the Diamonds." You shook your head a bit in frustration.

Steven knew this was childish, to start an argument over you innocently sharing your excitement with him. He knew it was selfish. And greedy. And wrong. But he was always giving, giving, givng, was it that wrong for him to 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 every once in a while? Something inside of him ached at the thought of you leaving. At the thought of you moving away. So far far away from him. What if you liked it better there than here? What if you made new friends and stopped having the time for him? What if you got a 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.

Steven felt something scratch and burn just below the surface, fighting, demanding to come out. His gem began to hum a bit and fade in and out of a soft pastel pink. Oh God was another episode happening? He was just so overwhelmed.

You noticed this soft hum and light. You knew he was feeling threatened and you sat in your head trying your best to think of the right things to say. You didn't want to make this worse.

"Maybe I should-" you stood up, not wanting this to go any further. It would be safer if you just left.

Steven grabbed your hand quickly, gripping it and pulling you back down to sit. "No." His eyes flashed pink for a second, pupils changing form to diamonds. Maybe it wasn't safer if you left.

"You're trying to leave again." He muttered. "I don't want you to leave! Why do you want to leave? Did I do something wrong? I know I'm not perfect but I don't think I did anything wrong." He began to ramble, grip on your hand tightening and pout on his face growing.

"Steven..you didn't..." You whispered, fear raising.

"Then 𝘸𝘩𝘺 do you want to leave so bad?!" He couldn't help himself. His emotions began to boil over and out of him, he didn't even think to try to control himself. Whatever it took to keep you here he thought.

"I don't want to leave you. I just want to leave this place, steven. I have so many bad memories here and-"

"Oh. So I'm a bad memory?" Steven interrupted, taking your words out of context and twisting them to fit his narrative.

"What?! No! I never said that!" You snatched your hand out of his hand in a fit of anger. This was getting too much. Now he was just saying things to say things and get a rise out of you. You knew his tricks. Or so you thought.

"That's what I'm hearing." He spoke, hurt apprant.

"You're twisting my words. You know I didn't mean that. You 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 about my home life. You 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 about my reputation here. Nobody likes me, steven, I'm an outcast. You're the only reason I didn't run away like I wanted to!" You felt tears building and you sighed a shaky sigh, trying to control your emotions. "And now I'm finally 18 and I can leave on my own terms. I wanted you to be happy for me." You gripped your clothes.

Steven felt you tug at his own heart strings. Why did you make him do these awful things? Make him lash out in a childish fit? You did things to him that nobody had ever done before. Why was it so hard for him to control himself around you?

"But why can't we do it together?" He whined like a child who wasn't getting their way.

"Because I'm my own person, steven! And so are you!" You began to feel your anger rise. "Why are you acting like this? We can't 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 be together." You finally said. And he snapped, taking on his pink form.

Pink steven was...new. You had seen steven turn into his diamond half a few times before, but never this quick and never this bad. He'd never go further than a glowing pink radiating from him. The diamond pupils were new, as was the bigger build inching close to 7 and a half feet. He almost couldn't fit on the bed with you. His hair seemed to grow in size too, his curls getting more defined and fluffy. He started to look more like his mother, which you knew all the family history. The whole Diamond Authority and Rose Quartz. Steven was Pink Diamond and Rose Quartz, and this was becoming more and more aparant the more and more he threw these temper tantrums. His diamond was showing.

"And why can't we?! You already promised me! You can't go around breaking promises like that, especially not with me." He growled, towering over you.

"And why not? I'm my own person." You were getting sick of this. This selfish attitude and childish whining. This wasn't the steven you knew and this wasn't the steven you first started the conversation with.

Steven felt something in him twist at those words.

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯"

He wanted to grab you up and shake you. You weren't your "𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯" you were his! Why didn't you get that? All those times you spent together, alone, vulnerable. All those times he would practically beg you to let him come pick you up after you called him sobbing about your family. The years you spent together. The fact he thinks about you every single second of every minute of every hour makes you his! What don't you get?

Something had seriously gotten into Steven, something he hadn't felt before. Something he wasn't quite sure he could control and something he was quite sure he was afraid of. And he was sure you were afraid too with the way you stood up shakily and headed for the door, eyebrows furrowed and eyes locked on your destination. Away from him.

"Don't you dare." He seethed, reaching out for you. He was surprised when you slapped his arms away and gave a loud frustrated grunt.

"Stop it!" You yelled, at your limit now. "Stop trying to make me feel bad for moving on with my life, steven! Just because you want to live your life in the same town doing the same shit all day everyday, doesn't mean I have to too!" You felt tears welding, though you weren't sure if they were tears of anger or sadness.

Steven smiled a wicked smile, an angry smile, a smile that said '𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦?'

He shot up and grabbed your wrists tightly. Power surged through him. Is this what it felt like to be full Diamond? Or was he even there yet? He didn't know. All he knew was he wanted to shut this whole thing down and get what he wanted from the beginning. He wanted to be a little selfish. A little mean. After all, you didn't care to break your promise, and you didn't care to leave him. He was always sweet little Steven, so innocent and charming, but he had his own dark emotions he always hid. And he was tired of suppressing them. He wanted to indulge in them a little bit. Get a taste of the 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺.

"You're not going anywhere."

He inched closer to you and picked you up, pushing you against his chest tightly to prevent you from escaping. Apart of him did feel bad, apart of him really was truly sorry. But apart of him felt like he 𝘩𝘢𝘥 to do this. To show you his love and his loyalty to you. To prove he loved you. And to prove you loved him. You just needed some alone time together.

Steven kept you tight against his broad chest, the smell of lavender and roses hitting your nostrils. It brought comfort to you. But it didn't last long as he stood in front of a stone door with a star on it. It lit up and opened.

"Whoa.." You couldn't help but stare in awe as Steven stepped into the room. Baby pink clouds sat everywhere, an infinite room of them. You didn't want to admit it, but it was beautiful. But what was he doing? Why was he bringing you here? Why weren't you fighting back? You sunk into him more, your eyelids feeling heavy.

"Room, make me the most marvelous bed" He wished out into the room, his voice a bit deeper and smoother. More confident.

Suddenly a king sized bed poofed into thin air, the purple blankets and pillows thick and fluffy. It looked so tempting...you could just fall asleep right now honestly. In his tight grip. Forever.

Steven pulled the thick comforter back and placed you down into the warm bed, feeling calmer now as you calmed down and sunk into the bed. He hadn't said it out loud, but he secretly wished for the room to calm you, and make you a just a little tired. Just enough to relax you and put you to sleep for a few hours so he could watch you. And think about what to do next. This was impulsive and so not like him. But he didn't want to go back.

He slid into the spot next to you, pink fading and build decreasing. He was regular steven again. Regular, sweet, helpful Steven. And he had longed for this selfish moment. To lock you away in roses room and stay here with you forever. Dress you up in beautiful gowns, dance with you for hours on end in any ballroom you wanted. He wanted to give you everything. He couldn't let you leave him for that boring life of work. He would take care of you now.

"Goodnight.." You mumbled, closing your eyes.

"Mm..goodnight, stardust." He whispered, keeping his gaze fixated on you. "I love you."

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AHHH this was actually a lot of fun to write, ideas just kept coming. I've not had this much fun writing in a while. I have never posted any writing of mine before tho so I hope yall enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing it.

This was also heavily inspired by lots of fan fictions I've read. I thank them for all the amazing ideas. Specifically Crystal Clear by secretsailorscout on ao3. I absolutely adored that fic. Go check it out!

I also tried my best to keep Steven's character there a little, I hope I did ok? And maybe I will continue this and make a second part who knows.

<3

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if you insist.

𖦹 minors don’t interact.┊wc: 3,2K.

𖦹 content: mean dom!ajax, monsterfucking, dub-con, breeding!kink, virginity loss, size!kink, cunniligus, unprotected sex, pinning, power imbalance, pet names.

𖦹 pairings: [foul legacy form]!childe x fem!reader.

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"You took your time!", he exclaimed with a simplistic little side-smile as he saw you approaching as your finished trying to untie your dress that was almost all crumpled as you had to get around helping Paimon and the Traveler, "Do y’know how long I've been waiting for you?" 

"I was busy! Helping y'know who, Tartaglia," you replied and stood beside him before looking over to see where exactly you were. 

Truth be told: you didn't even remember that the path he asked you to take led to the Wanmin Restaurant because your brain had been completely absorbed for more than three hours in the miscellaneous tasks that seemed to never end coming from Paimon's hands. 

"You didn't answer my question, pretty girl," his tone was softer now and made you relax automatically as it was matched with his arm passing over your shoulders to pull you closer as your eyes looked at the menu you never got around to memorizing. 

"And I don't even need it!", you replied with a soft, velvety tone that made his heart beat so fast it felt like there was a drum in the middle of his chest. 

It was always the same, Childe even felt stupid when he stopped to think how you had his heart in the palm of your hand and didn't even realize it, but he didn't blame you for that either, because in case you didn't realize his feelings soon enough, it was okay by now for him to just have your company. Just you being happy and well was enough to make his existence less fervently hellish, especially since the very moment his water-colored eyes hovered over your graceful figure Tartaglia felt in the most heavenly field of affection that could possibly exist, even if your hair was a bit disheveled after you, Paimon and Traveler had been ambushed and chased by soldiers he had to deal with. 

Dealing differently than he used to with you whenever he had some free time. If violence followed Ajax wherever he went, you were a beautiful exception that made him have the need to drive you around like a porcelain doll about to break, that was obvious to everyone but you, every time he unwittingly brushed his fingers against your arms and immediately stroked the same spot just to make sure he hadn't squeezed too hard and hurt you. 

"What you've been doing, huh?", you asked Childe as soon as he had finished taking your order; he had already memorized what your favorite dish was, "I haven't seen you properly in weeks," he ran his tongue over lips before shrugging and looking away. 

"I'm an extremely requested guy, pretty, I already told you that, but...", his eyes glared at you before his head tilted in your direction and you didn't even flinch; Tartaglia almost rolled his eyes in irritation at your inattention and naivete, "It seems like you don't even hear me when I say something.” 

And then a pout appeared on your lips before the two of you started a heated discussion about how you were always paying attention to what he was saying, and for most of it your partner in going outs — which to him were more dates than that — was just giving you little smiles and not even paying attention to what you were saying. Childe was busy studying, analyzing and admiring your features and details without paying attention to time and he did this even after you had eaten and it was time for him to theoretically return you to Paimon, who immediately asked if he had forced you go out with him. 

The answers were varied, while you gave a shy smile and denied with the head, he pretended to be offended and wiped a tear from the corner of his eye before letting go of your hand and watching you slowly disappear in the direction where the Golden House stood. His job for the day was complete and it was just to spend a little time with you and make the most of it, even if now, after several months since the first contact between you and him, there was little left unvisited in Liyue that he could take you to for a new date. 

As always, you didn't expect to see him again so soon and the rest of the week passed in such a monotonous way that at some moments you wished Childe would magically appear on your side to keep you company during the long afternoons; as long as the current one you were using to get home alone and somewhat oblivious to the space around you since the road remained the same as always. Or you thought it was. 

A closed bag in the middle of the path caught your attention and your frown creased before you looked around. There was no one there until you looked diagonally and saw a group of people who, from their clothes, you already knew very well who were. The gray masks over their faces made it obvious what their backgrounds were. 

"Uh, who are we seeing here?! A nosey girl?", you took a few steps back as you heard one of them speak and immediately pulled out a pyro potion or two. 

"I don't— I promise I didn't see anything, sir, I just—" 

Immediately, you tried to explain yourself as your feet seemed to have a life of their own and your brain told you to run, especially since you didn't even have any treasure for them to steal. 

As soon as a "Fry!" and a Molotov was thrown in your direction, you immediately took off running without even seeing where exactly it had fallen. And obviously, other footsteps with heavy boots were following you; your brain could barely reason where you could go or head. Desperate measures bring almost no reasoning, however, the situation would get worse. 

And it got as soon as you felt the wind speed around your body change and become more intense, almost as if something was making you fly and your head turned to see what, or who, had made the aura of the place change dramatically. Now it felt like even your last neuron was telling you to flee far away. 

"What the hell—", before you could finish speaking, your mouth dropped into an "O” shocked. 

A huge creature, about ten feet tall, with claws for fingers, a cape that looked like it had bits of stars and constellations on it, a reddish-tinged mask with a small purple glowing jewel shining in the center, purple fuzz around its neck, the same red hair you knew so well you would recognize it from yards away. It had the foul legacy of carrying, breathing and finding itself in violence. And violence is exactly what it brought: in the blink of an eye you found yourself surrounded by shattered, torn, blood-spurting bodies. 

If the fear before was of dying, it had been tripled now and you tried not to stumble as you turned your back on that and the rest of the treasure looters who would still be killed by a Tartaglia who gave in to the impulses of his own rage and used the transformation most damaging to him for simply seeing the girl he loved in danger. But even under the mask, he didn't expect to see you turning your back and running away from him, the one who saved you less than a minute ago. You should be feeling flattered and safe, however, you were just feeling even more frightened that you didn't know that the worst side of Childe was that mortifying thing. 

And having to chase you through trees, bushes, grasses and big rocks while you tried not to fall and keep running made something click in his mind and mix with the little bit of resentment. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush of being chasing you as if you were in a game of predator and hunter, wolf in sheep's clothing and helpless bunny, maybe it was more horniness than that. However, regardless of what that mix of feelings was doing inside Ajax, your fear grew even more as soon as one of his claw-filled hands grabbed your dress by the hem and made you fall to the floor with the face getting a little dirt on it. 

"Plea-please, I don't—", you coughed trying to drag yourself away, but the only thing beneath your fingers was fertile, half-wet dirt, "Don't kill me, please, I didn't– nothing, did nothing wrong, plea–” 

Your legs were shaking, Childe could feel it as soon as his large hands slid from the hem of the dress to the exposed skin of our thighs and inevitably one of them went to remove his mask before his somewhat deeper than normal voice resonated and reached your ears, "You should be thankful I didn't let 'em— stop trying to fucking fight me, mortal, you barely can stand up." 

It was still your Tartaglia there, pushing your dress up and trying to gain access to your pussy, but at the same time it wasn't — you knew deep down, even at the high peak of your inattention, that your redhead would never pin you to the ground like that thing, that monster did to keep your head and face down and ass up. 

For all the seconds it took him to rip open your panties and finally get a glimpse of the place on your body he most wished he could touch and taste, you tried to struggle against his large, strong hands that continued to keep you pinned to the floor. 

You felt something brush against your sensitive clit and immediately tried to close legs that were held open by Ajax above your much smaller body than his, then the same wet, soft something slid down between your folds and reached your tight entrance. A shiver ran through your body as soon as his lips latched onto your pussy as if he was about to make out with it and eyes closed tightly thinking that this would make the situation reverse itself and that Childe would let you go. 

However, that was not an option. He had always been so patient, so loving, so kind and the only thing that it paid off for him was you being completely oblivious to his real intentions to have you at least as a girlfriend. Now was the perfect chance, even more than perfect, even if his Foul Legacy form undermined his life in an extremely dangerous way. At the moment, Tartaglia simply didn't care; if it was necessary to use his most monstrous form to get you dumbfucked, he would do it without a second thought to the consequences. 

You could feel Ajax's long tongue going from your clit to lick it to your entrance to fuck and tease you to the point of making you hide the face in your arms feeling more than humiliated that you were getting wetter and wetter as he played with your body as if you were just a doll — and, comparing physical power and height, you were indeed. 

"Tight, you're so fuckin' tight, every time I lean against you and your pussy tightens around my tongue, I can feel how fucking tight you are, are you a virgin, huh?", Tartaglia asked and stood up momentarily to see your entrance leaking more and more and you dared not answer with anything but a whimper that died as soon as his large, broad chest brushed against your back, "You are, for sure, bunny, I can smell your shyness for being a fucking virgin and liking to be tongue-fucked by a monster." 

A cocky chuckle escaped him and made you clench around nothing, you prayed he couldn't see this reaction and his face moved closer to your shoulder where his pointed fangs brushed against it as if they were threatening to cut the skin. It was the first time that your pussy seemed to tingle intensely and a knot, heat seemed to be present at the foot of your belly, was this an approaching orgasm? If it was, you wanted Tartaglia to somehow cure you of this anxiety of being about to cum and not being able to do it on your own. 

"T-Tartaglia, 'm feeling, so strange, feeling d-dizzy and—", a loud moan escaped you just as one of his knees pressed against the middle of your legs, almost making them have to spread as wide as possible to accommodate it there. 

"And?", he asked encouraging you to fall for his lewd corruption and perversion and feeling his massive cock confining still in his pants need painfully to be released soon, "And what, hm? I didn't even get your pretty tongue out of your mouth, so I'm sure you can use it to finish talking, huh?", his face moved away from your shoulder and back close to your pussy to let more kisses and licks over it, you barely noticed the way your hips tried to force themselves against his face. 

"Oh, oh, look at you, pretty tiny girl, showing yourself off for such a monster like me," he whispered still against your pussy before bringing hands to his own pants and armor to start dismantling and taking them off, making the sounds of metal and fabric tinkle and thump against the floor around you, "How bad d’you want it, hm? How bad do you wanna feel a dick stretching you out for the first time?" 

Again his pecs brushed against your back and you felt his big hands hold you by the waist and this time something softer and far less flexible than his long tongue brushed against your sensitive clit and made you flinch against the floor. 

"Tell me and I shall give it to you, tiny bunny," you nodded shyly and tried to keep the face hidden in your arms, "You don't want me to force you to say it, do you? Everything you gotta say is 'please, Ajax, fuck me hard, fuck me until I can't walk, fuck me until I can't think about anything but your dick' with your pretty voice, it's not that hard.” 

You looked down, to see what exactly was between your legs. And regretted it immediately, there was not a remote chance that Tartaglia could get it into your too-small pussy. 

It was big, large, massive, had even solid veins around it throbbing and leaked a lot of pre-cum; and you silently wondered how much cum he could pour inside you, right into your womb, only to soon after move the head to the side and the other trying not to convince yourself that you didn't want to have him deep inside you, kissing your cervix. 

"Y'know you want it, bunny," his voice whispered close to your ear and you felt his long tongue playing with your earlobe, "You just need to say it 'n it's enough, say it." 

The tip of his big fat dick placed itself exactly against your tiny entrance, you gasped and your fingers dug into the dirt beneath your body, your sense of ethics seemed to disappear as soon as Tartaglia kissed and licked your neck. 

"P-Please, Ajax," your voice came out breathless and almost inaudible and a sly smile appeared on his lips, his cock leaking even more and his self-control beginning to slip from his hands, "Fuck me hard, fuck me 't-till I can't walk, fuck me 'till I can't think about anything but– ngh! " 

Tartaglia couldn't wait for you to finish speaking, his dick slammed deep inside your pussy until the tip was kissing your cervix and the pain of seeming to be impaled took over you with eyes watering and teeth biting hard on your lips almost to the point of bleeding. 

"F-Fuck, this–fuck!", his head fell back as he felt your walls squeezing him massively, trying to push him out and his big hands possessively placed themselves on your waist, "So fuckin' tight, I barely c-can— ngh move," he grunted and looked down between your legs where your pussy was trying to get used to his huge girth. 

"A-Ajax, 's hurt-hurting," you gasped with small tears falling and wetting the dirt and Ajax leaned over your back again, keeping you still, and whispering, "It's goin' to be so good in a few seconds, you're gonna feel so good," his deep voice made you clench even tighter around his shaft. 

And indeed, the monster deep inside you wasn't lying, as slowly his hips began to rock against yours and made you have the pain being replaced by a simmering pleasure that soon again had you on the verge of cumming with your clit throbbing even more as his cum-filled balls slapped against it. 

Seeing you try to move body against his, Tartaglia immediately understood that he could move and it took less than five seconds for him to start thrusting hard, always with your body under his keeping you pinned between him and the ground to make sure that his girl got every last drop of cum. 

While still thrusting, he slid one hand down your crotch to reach your lower belly and press on it just for the pleasure of knowing how deep his massive cock reached, "Feeling it, bunny? Feeling how deep 'm fucking you silly?" 

The only things that came out of your lips were moans and whimpers and your eyes teared up again, this time not from pain, but from urgency to cum; urgency that was filled as soon as Ajax rubbed against your most sweet spot in one long thrust. 

Your vision blurred and body trembled beneath his, it seemed that even your consciousness wavered and returned to normal as spasms ran through your every muscle and drool dripped down the chin; all while Childe still was pinning you with his whole size and height.

This was all just one more incentive for the monster above you to keep fucking you through your orgasm until the overstimulation snapped you out of the bliss and brought you back to a sense of what was happening; now it seemed your walls could feel him even deeper, so deep that the moment his cock released all of his thick sticky cum you were absolutely sure he'd thrown it all right into your womb. 

If there was anything human left in Childe up to that point, even as he fucked you like a beast almost seriously bruising your hips, there was none of that left when he forced your torso down, making you lie completely flat against the ground, and pulled your hips all the way back until your ass was fully encased in his groin. 

"Such a fucking good cocksleeve," he whispered pulling away and slowly pulling out to see his white cream leaking out of your tiny little entrance for how much he had cum, and anyone else would realize how overwhelmed you were, but seeing you shuddering completely made Ajax swallow hard and feel all the blood in his body focus on his cock again, "Uh, what's that, bunny? Did I hear you right? You saying 'Ajax, I want more, make me pass out from cumming! Please!'? Oh, I did, right?", his tip spread the cum over your folds before thrusting back inside your small pussy, "If you insist, who 'm I to deny it to you, hm?" 

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New obsession 😻 (pls flood my inbox I beg wether it’s just thirsts or asks plssss😭)

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OH MY GOODNESS

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“M‘gonna put a baby in you,” he whispered through the wet sounds of his dick thrusting into your sopping cunt. “Maybe even two.” The thought had you clenching hard around him, and he laughed quietly. “You’d look so good with my kids-” His hands moved from where they were gripping your hips to your soft stomach, “Mommy.”

CHILDE, Thoma, SYLVAIN, Eren, Jean, GOJO, Toji + your fave <3

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Tangled AU with Kaeya!

Ok so I decided to skip the stranger things AU bc I haven’t thought of anything for them so let’s get into this one then I’ll get back to it. This one’s gonna be a little short

4/3/23 Edit: it took me this long to realize I didn’t put any warnings on here

Warnings: cervix fucking dumbification breeding cockwarming breaking and entering? Shii idk lowkey wanted to make diluc the mom but forgot

“Now remember y/n don’t leave the towers under any circumstances and I’ll be back in a few days now come and let me down with your hair and remember mother knows best!” Your mother yelled as she descended from the tower using your long hair you gave her a half smile and pulled your hair back up and laid down. Little did you know that you had a secret admirer who was itching to have a taste of your virgin cunt. The blue-haired man walked up to your tower and with a wave of his hand he summoned steps of ice so he could walk up to you and catch you off guard little did he know that you were undressing to get ready and take a bath. Once he finally reached your window he climbed in “why hello there pretty thing” Kayea said while walking up to you frozen in shock you murmured “who are you” “why dear the name is Kaeya and you are beautiful” he said as he put his arms around your bare waist and pulled you in for a kiss you’ve never felt this way before so you let it happen and leaned into his touch. You’ve never felt so good when Kaeya started kissing you down your neck and onto your nipple “hah~” you moaned “more, more please?” You begged “yea sweet girl I can give you so much more come lay down and spread your legs,” he said as he kissed your temple and let go of you. Now you were on the bed with your legs spread and Kaeya could drool at the sight you looked so submissive and breedable but he knew he had to prep you before he could fuck you senseless. He knelt and pulled you close to his mouth and licked a long stripe up to your clit and sucked on it causing you to squeal and shudder and oh fuck you tasted so sweet like similar to a peach and it made him go crazy “fuck your so sweet I could eat you out for days on end” he moaned “well my mom won’t be back home for a few days” you whimpered “when then I might just do that but first let me fuck you senseless okay?” He said as he went back down on you slowly entering his finger into your hole and curling them “a-aah! Right there please!” You screamed “aww is that if that’s the spot isn’t it sweetheart” he cooed coming up to kiss your cheek. You wrapped your hands around him and so did your legs and begged him to keep going because you were so close you saw stars. “Kaeya~ I feel weird-!” And just like that, you came trembling around his fingers “fuck yes want me to fuck you senseless now?” He said kissing your tears away “please do”.

“A-ah! Please you're too big gonna make a mess!” You moaned “shit your so tight” Kayea stuttered while plowing into you at an inhumane speed “I can feel you in my stomach” you cried but then Kaeya pushed in all the way entering your cervix which made you scream “wait I can’t t-take it slow down uhh~” you screamed but he kept going faster and faster going in and out of your cervix making you squirt and wail but then it happens your eyes got heavier and heavier making them close “ did I fuck my pretty girl senseless?” Kaeya laughed while still thrusting. “Mhm” you mumbled and by now your cunt was full of his and your cum making you feel dizzy for the nth time Kaeya came once and for all “haah~” he moaned and laid down beside you and turned so that you were on top of him with his cock nesting inside of you” I’m so full” you moaned slowly rocking back and forth on his cock “shh I know I know close your eyes and get some rest” “okay”. And like he promised he ate you out for days on end slurping up your juices and making you cry. Then the 3rd day came and he had to leave you let him down with your hair and waved goodbye, of course, he came back many times whether it was to just eat you out or fuck you until you can’t walk or maybe to watch a nice movie but he would always come back and you may be wondering how to you guys keep in contact he bought you a phone with his and only his number in it so you would text him telling him your mother left and to come over.

“Y/n! Let down your hair!” Your lover yelled smiling as you tossed your beautiful hair down for him to grab on and he used it to climb up your tower “I missed you” you sighed as you hugged him “yeah I too come let’s watch a movie”.

Nvm this ain’t rlly short🧍‍♀️

Event link

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Fluffy/domestic scenarios with some of my favorite Genshin dudes

Characters involved: Childe, Diluc, Kazuha

For some reason, Tumblr deleted half of a kazuha fluff fic and now I’m pissed off cause I spent a lot of time on it but anyway I’m back from the dead here to deliver something that’s been in my drafts for the longest I’m trying to post again because I’m on a break so let’s get into itttt😝

Childe

You and Childe had just made a delicious meal and now you were setting up the table slowly pouring soup into the bowls and pouring tea into the fine China you pulled out for this special occasion that you got to share with your lovely harbinger boyfriend you sat the chopsticks on the table and saw your boyfriends smile turn into a blank stare “are you okay honey?” You asked thinking you did something wrong “no no it’s just- I- don’t know how to use chopsticks” the flustered man spoke covering his face in embarrassment “aww baby I can help~” you mused and to think one of the most dangerous men in the world didn’t know how to use a pair of wooden sticks to eat “here it’s like holding a teacup,” you said as you fixed his hands. A few moments later you had successfully taught your boyfriend how to hold and use chopsticks “thanks honey” Childe said as he kissed your cheek.

Diluc

You decided that you were gonna surprise your boyfriend by popping up at his job you put on one of your sun dresses that he loved to see on you and walked out of your shared home and began your journey to the city of Mondstat when you entered the city of freedom you where greeted with the delicious smell of hash browns a meal that you and your boyfriend loved. You decided to grab a few to munch on and some for Diluc as well you walked into Angels Share and saw Donna drunkenly trying to hit on your boyfriend for the nth time this week. He looked unamused until he looked up at you entering he smiled lightly and clocked out to go on break. You sat down in a secluded area and waited for him to make his way toward you. “I was just thinking about you my love” he muses while giving you a bear hug “ I got you our favorite” “hash browns? Aww thank you my flame,” he says as he kisses your cheek.

Kazuha

You had a long and tiring day and all you wanted to do was go to your shared room on the Crux. You finally made it to the harbor and walked to the docks and boarded the ship greeting everyone while making a beeline toward your room. Once you entered you were pleasantly surprised with a sleepy Kazuha in your shared bed. “I’m home~” you whispered while kissing his hair and leaning into your touch “‘m missed you come to bed” “okay let me take my clothes off”. A few minutes later you came back in a t-shirt and shorts and climbed into bed. “Aww look at how cute they are~” Beidou whispered slowly peaking into the doorway” ahh you might wake them up come on let’s go back to bed I’m tired” Ningguang sighed “sorry they are just too cute~ alright let’s go”.

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Beauty and the Beast AU with Diluc!

Warnings: breeding kink, drugging, baby trapping?

Note: MY LORD WHY DID THIS TAKE ME SO LONG TO WRITE 😭 anywho I’m gonna try and start up the AU August event even though-it’s about to be August again 💀 I hope y’all like it also y’all like how I made Kaeya Gaston 🌝 anywho here’s the link to the event

“Good morning y/n!” Kayea yelled from a distance. You sighed annoyingly and closed your book and looked up to see him walking towards you “morning sir!” You said as you gave him a fake smile. “Ugh, are you still reading those boring books they aren’t even interesting, they don’t even have pictures!” The man said “ these types of books don’t need pictures silly” you rolled your eyes.

A few hours later your father had been gone for what seemed like hours it was past 6 and you were getting worried so you went out to look for him. “He said that he would be heading this way,” you thought while you trotted through the snow you decided to take a good look at your surroundings and saw the outline of what seemed to be a…castle? You’ve walked all around these areas before but never saw a castle. “Maybe that’s where my father went,” you thought while picking up your pace.

“Finally!” You said as you walked through the gates of the castle. “He must be in here the door is cracked!” You thought as you went in but you weren’t expecting a 7-foot-tall beast towering over you. “Oh u-uh excuse me but have you seen my father he looks just like me but manlier” you stuttered “no I haven’t seen him but that’s a pretty thing like you wandering about at night in the cold? dolls like are supposed to be inside and warm not out there” the beast cooed while slowly pulling you inside and closing the door behind you. “Oh it’s really warm in here” you sighed “you wouldn’t mind if I stayed the night would you, I’m getting tired” “of course, you can come and have a bite to eat first, and by the way the names diluc”.

“Wow this food is really good” you muse with your mouth full “I’m glad you liked it my dear” diluc said as he wiped your face “Ngh I feel weird down there though” you whimpered “right here?~,” the beast said as he touched your clothed cunt you squealed and tried to close your legs “I can help you, come let’s go to the bed.

“Slow down! Im gonna make a-ah mess please!” You screamed but diluc kept lapping up your juices and fingering your sobbing cunt “so sweet shit I want to be in you so bad please let me fuck you senseless” he pleaded “you can! Please do it I can’t take it anymore” you whined “shit such a sweet girl I’m gonna put it in okay? Fuck your so tight” the beast cursed as he stuffed you full with his cock” it’s t-to big! Please a-ahn right there oh my-“ you screamed, “shhh my love you’ll be full of my babies when I’m done with you”…………. Should I do a part 2?🧍‍♀️

[enmuswife3]

SOMETHING RECKLESS. (m)

who: genshin impact. tohma x f!reader. brothers best friend!au.

info: 4.515k words. smut + light hurt/comfort.

kinks protective!tohma, dom!tohma, pussydrunk!tohma, crybaby!reader, consent kink, enthusiastic consent, reassurance kink, praise kink, pet names (sweet girl, pretty girl, sweetheart, and more), size kink, corruption kink if you squint, squirting, dirty talk, dacryphilia if u squint

— this is dedicated to @2dboys @kaexin and @killerkyou for helpin me write it and also screaming to give ideas so this could be born 😩

+ this blog contains dark content!

He was someone who you had always known. He was your older brother’s best friend, always hanging around your house. But he was kind, reliable.

You kept your secret pining over sweet, handsome Tohma a secret ever since your brother first brought him home. You were sure that he would never see you as anything but his best friend’s little sister.

But still, he was the first person you thought to call. Your brother himself was out of the question, you knew he would just tease you and make you feel even worse than you already did. It was a little past 3 in the morning when you called him, his raspy, drowsy voice immediately picking up with a soft call of your name.

“Everythin’ alright, darlin’?” he asks, making the floodgates open. You try to get out what the problem was but all you could do was mumble his name and string together some semblance of needing help. You heard a sharp rustle of movement over the line before he spoke again, sounding much more alert, “Tell me where you are now, sweetheart, I’ll come get you.”

You take a breath and quickly relay your location before you both hang up so he can drive.

By the time he shows up, you’re sitting on the curb, hands stuffed between your thighs as you shiver from the cold air. When he gets out of the car, his hair is messy and pushed back, like he has run his fingers through it over and over again.

He wears a pair of loose gray sweatpants and you want to laugh at the sight of his t-shirt on inside out, clearly thrown on without a second’s hesitation. He rushes over to you, crouching beside you, hand on your back.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he pants, “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

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[enmuswife3]

Your Panther

Synopsis: you're away from Wakanda (and Shuri) for business. Shuri tries to surprise you but catches you in a compromising position. Warnings: a lil fluff, but mostly smut bc I'm permanently horny🤷🏾‍♀️; There's a lot of plot before the porn.... but there's porn in the plot, yk?; breeding kink; some choking, Shuri is clingy and overprotective, reader loves it; oral (both receiving); vibranium strap slinging; vibranium dildo; face sitting; fingering (both receiving); multiple orgasms; squirting; LOTS of dirty talk, Shuri & reader are VERY vocal; Shuri forgets English when she's horny; mentions of marriage; mentions of character death. Occurs after BP2 Word Count: hella (8.5k, I got carried away lmao) I'm not taking requests. This idea came to me when I was watching p*rn & I need to get it out of my head. Any mistranslations should be blamed on Google Translate

"You know, sthandwa sam," Shuri starts as she follows you around your shared room like a shadow, "You don't have to leave now; you could delay your trip until the fall so I can come with you." 

The pile of clothes in your hands drops onto the mattress as you sigh, "I'm definitely not getting any work done if you come with me. Plus, I'm only gonna be gone for two weeks. I've delayed this trip twice and I can't do it aga–"

Shuri's soft lips on your neck make the rest of your explanation die in your throat. "You can work here, sthandwa," kiss, "in Wakanda," kiss "with me." She accentuated her last plea with the scrape of her teeth against your pulse point, making you sigh as your body went lax in her hold.

 "Besides," She uses her hands on your hips to turn you to face her, "Those Americans never did know how to handle you," Her hands drop to grip the swell of your ass as you barely hold back a whimper, "Not like I can." She mumbles, biting her plump bottom lip.

"I– I have to pack, ubusi." (honey) You stammer, struggling to hold your resolve as the thickness of Shuri's accent ignites the ever-simmering heat in your core. Keep it together. woman. You chastise yourself for becoming putty in her hands by only her words, even after all this time you've been together. 

A ghost of a smirk plays at Shuri's lips, "I see you've been practicing your Xhosa, entle." 

You open your mouth, a smart-ass reply prepared to hurtle from your lips but Shuri's fingers lingering near, and then breaching, the waistband of your pants makes the words retreat as quickly as they came.

Shuri continues her ministrations, sneaking past the band of your panties to knead the flesh of your ass in her palms, "You'd leave your panther without her parting gift, usana yam?"

You shake free of Shuri's hypnosis and grip her arms, using them as leverage to push her away from you, "My Panther has lured me back into this bed two times and I keep having to repack because you keep leaving marks and taking things out of my luggage and hiding them." You move to turn away from her and return to your attempt at repacking (again), but Shuri has other ideas. She turns you back around and plasters your front to hers with her hands at your sides,

"Let's make the third time a charm, then" Her lips are on yours before you can respond, and you're all too happy to oblige her.

Shuri consumes every sense when she kisses you. All you can sense is her; her lips moving against yours, her tongue massaging yours, her hands wandering over your body, pulling and grasping at the full softness of your curves. You anchor yourself to her and lose yourself in her depths.

Your hands are tangled in the curls at the back of Shuri's fade and Shuri's hands are under your ass in preparation to pick you up when Griot cuts in, "Panther, Princess. General Ayo is calling."

You startle at the sudden intrusion and you would've fallen into your suitcase if it hadn't been for Shuri's arms locked around you, "You're making me late, Shuri."

"The Royal Talon Fighter leaves on your command, not the other way around." Shuri makes no moves to release you as she instructs Griot to answer the General’s call.

“Panther,” a holographic Ayo, decked out in full gold Dora Milaje regalia, appears in front of the two of you. She briefly looks surprised to see Shuri instead of you but quickly schools her expression into one of passive indifference, “Is Ms. Y/N ready?”

You begin wiggling yourself out of Shuri’s grasp, “Yes, General. Give me a moment, I’m packing a few last-minute things.” Ayo nods wordlessly before the hologram disappears.

You spend a few moments attempting to untangle yourself from Shuri’s hold before realizing the problem is less her long, wiry limbs and more Shuri won’t let you go. You level a glare at your girlfriend, who’s losing a battle to keep a shit-eating grin off of her face, “Shuri, let me go.”

“No.” Her eyes bore into yours as her grip on your waist tightens and she slowly leans down to press her forehead to yours, “Stay here, stay in my arms. Forever.” Shuri knows exactly what she’s doing; you’ve told her time and time again how hypnotic her eyes are and how you lose yourself in them so easily whenever you make eye contact with her. You’ve told her about how the world fades away and you feel drawn to her like a magnet when she looks at you the way she is now: like you hung the sun, moon, and stars in her sky.

Your mind goes blank as Shuri reaches one hand up to cradle the back of your head before tilting hers slightly and sealing her lips over yours, wasting no time coaxing your mouth open to slide her tongue against yours. Shuri's hand against the back of your head turns into a fist around your curls, exposing your neck to her ravenous lips and pulling the most sinful sounds out of you as she assaults the sensitive spots on your skin that only she can find. You cling to her helplessly, moaning and whimpering as you soak through your panties while she takes you apart with her mouth.

"Ndiyakuva, sthandwa sam," (I can smell you, my love) Shuri pulls her mouth back from your throat as her hand takes its place, "Ufuna i-panther yakhe." (She wants her panther). Shuri's other hand pops the button on your pants and slips inside, rubbing your slit over the soaked material of your underwear as your moans spur her on, "Uzondivumela ndimthathe? Ndicela undivumele ndimthathe." (Are you going to let me have her? Please let me have her.) Shuri begs breathlessly, eyes roaming your face as she watches you fall apart for her.

Shameless moans fall from your lips and your eyes flutter closed as you grind your center against Shuri's hand, but her grip tightening around your throat makes your eyes shoot back open.

"Amehlo akum, ntombazana entle. Ufuna undijonge xa ​​u cum." (Eyes on me, pretty girl. Want you to look at me when you cum) Shuri commands, shoving your panties to the side and sinking three long fingers into you, heading straight for that spongy spot within your walls. The hand around your throat wraps around your waist as your legs give out, holding you flush to her as the panther drills into you relentlessly.

"Shuri yam– baby– oh" You try to warn her of your impending climax but her thumb starts rubbing your clit in fast circles and you can only shudder as you moan out.

Your panther, however, didn't need the warning; she knows your body like the back of her hand. She can feel your soaking, greedy cunt milking her fingers and she wished it was her strap pummeling inside you instead. That damn American job of hers Shuri curses to herself, and it makes her fuck you harder. 

"Ndinike, ntombazana yam ethandekayo. Nditshonise kuyo. Ndinike yonke into." (Give it to me, my sweet girl. Drown me in it. Give me everything). Shuri barely finishes her command before you're cumming with a scream of her name, soaking her hand and your clothes in the process. She keeps up the merciless pace of her fingers, working you through your first orgasm and sending you hurtling towards another one.

You grab her hand, trying to pull away even as your body betrays you by releasing more slick and adding to the wet sounds your cunt was already making. You knew it was fruitless trying to get Shuri to stop; she was insatiable when it came to you and you honestly weren't sure you wanted her to stop, "Shuri, i-panther yam, baby please." (my panther)

"Nceda undinike umntwana oyintombazana omnye." (Give me one more baby girl, please). Shuri buries her face in your neck and her teeth sinking into your sweet spot sends you over the edge a second time.

Your vision goes white as you cum on Shuri's fingers again, your thighs shaking uncontrollably as you squirt.

Shuri slows her fingers and peppers kisses across your face and neck, watching as the last waves of your orgasm rock through you as you return to earth and the arms of your lover, "Intombazana elungileyo kum." (Such a good girl for me). She presses one more lingering kiss to the junction of your jaw and throat before slowly pulling her fingers from you, making sure you're watching as she sucks all three of them clean of your essence. "Imnandi," (delicious) Shuri moans out as her eyes flutter closed, "Kungcono ngokuthe ngqo ukusuka kumthombo, nangona kunjalo."  (better straight from the source, though) She smirks as her hands pat your ass twice.

You merely watch her, still recovering from your orgasms. Shuri notices this immediately, cupping your face in her hands and staring at you pointedly to make sure you haven't slipped into subspace, "Ingelosi, thetha nam. Ingaba udinga ntoni?." (Angel, talk to me. What do you need?)

You gather your motor functions enough to nod, a small "mhm" following a few moments later. 

Shuri hums and presses a tender kiss to your forehead before launching into action; dropping to one knee in front of you, working your soaked bottoms down your legs and off your feet, "Hlala apha kum, sithandwa sam." (Sit here for me, my love) She says gently as she guides you to sit next to your long abandoned suitcase before quickly heading into your ensuite bathroom. 

Shuri returns moments later with a wet cloth, gripping your thigh to spread your legs and she gently presses the warm material to your still-sensitive core. You jump and squirm away as whimpers fall past your lips, but Shuri holds you in place, "Ndiyazi, mama, ndiyazi. Ndiyaxolisa." (I know, mama, I know. I'm sorry.) She presses gentle kisses all over your face as she wipes you clean before discarding the cloth with the rest of your clothes and disappearing into the depths of your closet, rematerializing with a fresh pair of panties and bottoms for you to change into. She places them next to you as she eyes your suitcase and the pile of clothes you'd abandoned earlier. 

Shuri looks to be in deep contemplation, a look you're used to seeing when she's buried in her lab, not when she's hovering over luggage. The juxtaposition between the heaviness of her gaze against the blankness of your neatly folded clothes in your custom vibranium suitcase makes you giggle, which brings Shuri out of her reverie. A soft smile graces her beautifully sculpted features as she caresses your cheek, "What's so funny, ingelosi?"

You swallow a few times before speaking softly, "You're looking at my suitcase like it's one of those complex formulas you deal with in your lab."

Shuri chuckles as her hand drops back to her side, "I'm trying to figure out what else you need to pack if you want to provide guidance.” 

“I just need my toiletries and a few more outfits, which is what that stack is.”

Shuri’s eyes roam over the pile that hadn’t quite made it into your bag before she’d distracted you, touching the material of the item on top; a crewneck sweater. “It’s supposed to be cold in America this time of year?”

“That's mainly for the office; they keep it unreasonably cold in there all the time.”

Shuri hums again before putting the stack of clothes in their designated place in your bag, glancing at you as if to ask, anything else?

You point to two bags on the ottoman at the foot of the bed, “Just those two.”

“What’s in here?” Shuri asks as she fits them into your luggage

“One is my skincare and other stuff, the other is some shoes; I’m just rotating a couple of pairs through my trip.”

“That’s everything?” Shuri moves to your other side, picking up the discarded pants before helping you into them and pulling you to stand.

“Yeah. I’m all ready to go.” You turn to close your bag, but Shuri stops you

“One more thing, ubusi,” Shuri says as she walks into your closet yet again, this time reappearing with a rectangular black box which she places in your suitcase before closing it, lifting it effortlessly with one hand while reaching for you with the other, “I made that for you, to use when you miss me. Don’t open it until then, understand?”

You look at her confused, until she gently squeezes your waist, prompting you to verbally answer her, “Yes, i-panther yam.”

Shuri presses a smiling kiss to your hairline, “Intombi elungile.” (good girl)

The two of you arrive on the tarmac within minutes, the Dora Milaje and Queen’s Guard standing at attention and saluting as you approach. Shuri nods at General Ayo as she steps forward–spear in hand–and gives the two of you a knowing look before returning Shuri’s nod and slamming the butt of her spear on the ground twice, signaling everyone else to fall back. Aneka and a few of the Queen's Guard, however, stay nearby as they’ll be accompanying you to America at Shuri's insistence; “I’m the smartest person on the planet, from the most technologically advanced country on the planet and I work with the rarest, most powerful metal on earth the only place that has unrestricted access to it. Certain countries won’t hesitate to harm you to get access to vibranium and my designs. If harm came to you while you were outside of my care…” Shuri’s eyes darken dangerously, in a way you hadn’t seen since the man with the winged ankles attacked her home and killed her mother, “I wouldn’t stop until you were safely back in my arms again. I'd kill anyone who got in my way.”  You’d fucked her right on top of one of her lab tables.

While Shuri left no room for argument that you were taking at least one guard with you, you'd managed to talk her down from sending her General, reminding her that the tip of the spear of Wakanda's army needed to stay in Wakanda, with the smartest person on the planet. “Besides,” You’d started, trailing your fingers across Shuri’s collarbones as the both of you came down from your post-orgasmic haze, “Aneka has that Midnight Angel armor you made, she’s basically a superhero.” 

If Ayo was upset about missing out on a trip to America, she hid it well. Aneka, however, was practically vibrating with excitement. This was her first mission where she would be undercover as a civilian and she’d told you many times how happy she was to be accompanying you, even requesting your help in making a list of places to see and try during your time in New York. She'd been nagging Ayo for weeks about what souvenirs she wanted her to bring back. “I’m so excited!” Aneka salutes you as you approach, before pulling you into a hug, “I’ve never been to America for so long before. Is it true that there’s a giant apple in the city?”

You laugh at her childlike giddiness, “No, Aneka, there isn’t a giant apple. At least I don’t think there is; they might’ve added one in since I was last there.” 

Aneka moves to ask you another question, but she glances at someone behind you, smiling politely before stepping back. You turn and watch as Shuri hands your suitcase off to Aneka, who quickly walks away to load it into the Talon Fighter.

"Where will they park this thing?" You question as you watch the Wakandan Air Force and Shuri's scientists do final checks of the aircraft.

"With the new cloaking technology I developed, it can sit on the roof of your hotel without being detected by the Americans," Shuri smiles proudly and you beam back at her; you remember how hard she worked to perfect her new cloaking tech, "But I believe it's been programmed to fly to the Avengers Compound in Upstate New York. It can get to you in two minutes once you summon it."

You hum, "Will they recharge it there? At the compound?"

"No, they don't yet have the capabilities to support the wattage we use here so I made sure to develop expanded fuel cells for longer trips to places that aren't compatible with our tech. There's more than enough battery life to get you there and back plenty of times."

You raise your eyebrows, Shuri hadn't told you that she was working on extending the already long battery life of Wakandan technology. "Well, haven't you been busy."

Shuri drops a kiss to your forehead as her hold on your waist tightens, "I had to occupy myself somehow while you were on those primitive Zoom calls with those white people." 

You throw your head back and laugh, "They're not primitive, Shur. Zoom works just fine."

"Yes, it's just fine if you want to see pixels and have delayed audio!"

You shake your head and sigh, knowing this wasn't an argument you were going to win.

"Besides," Shuri calls your attention back to her as she gestures to the aircraft in front of you, "I've been working on building you your own one of these. I should have some designs ready for you to look over when you get back."

You gasp, "Shuri! I don't need my own Talon Fighter! I'm rarely in one if it isn't–"

Shuri silences you with her lips on yours, pulling you into a deep kiss filled with every ounce of love she had for you. She reluctantly pulls away after a moment but keeps her forehead pressed to yours, speaking in a voice only meant for you to hear, "The future Queen of Wakanda needs her own official aircraft."

Words have escaped you, your brain has stopped functioning, leaving you staring wide-eyed and gaping at Shuri. The two of you had talked about marriage before, but this is the first time either one of you had mentioned anything serious*. "I– b–"

Shuri smirks, pulling away from you slightly but maintaining the same intense eye contact, "Did you really think I hadn't planned on marrying you, ingelosi? I knew you were going to be my wife the second I laid eyes on you."

"But what about the Elders?"

"What about them?" Shuri's response is immediate, "You've met them, yes?" At your slow nod, she continues, "They love you and they agree that you would make a wonderful Queen, despite not being Wakandan by birth." Shuri takes your left hand in hers, her fingers tracing over your ring finger and imagining the ring that will sit there one day. Unbeknownst to you, the ring was already finished and had been for months, hidden in a secret compartment in the desk in Shuri's office. She was just waiting for the right moment to pop the question, and to receive your mother's permission for your hand. "They gave their blessing for our union." Shuri starts, still eyeing your finger, "My mother loved you. My brother did too." Shuri looks up at you, and her eyes are full of unshed tears. "I would've married you the moment I saw you if I knew what would happen."

You pull your hand from Shuri’s and cup her cheek, prepared to wipe away any tears that fall, "Ingelosi." You coo, pulling her face to yours and connecting your lips. "They're always with you," You tap her chest, right over her heart, "And they'll have the best seats in the house at our wedding."

Shuri sighs as her lips spread into a breathtaking smile that you return, "Ndikuthanda kakhulu." (I love you so much)

"And I love you." 

The sweet moment is interrupted as a scientist hesitantly approaches, holding a holopad. "Forgive me for interrupting Panther and Princess, but the Royal Talon Fighter is ready." The scientist hands Shuri the pad and she quickly double-checks their work.

"Is the flight plan set?"

"Yes, Panther."

"We can begin boarding, then." Shuri hands the holo pad back to the scientist who salutes the both of you before taking their leave.

Shuri watches them for a moment before turning to you, planting both hands on your waist. "I want you to have at least one pair of kimoyo beads on you at all times." You raise your right arm, wiggling your wrist and showcasing the beaded bracelet, "And the other ones?" Shuri questions, prompting you to gesture to your ears where a pair of black studs identical to Shuri's own, sit. 

"And the other one?" 

You reach past the collar of your shirt, producing the black pendant that–to the untrained eye–looks like a black nameplate necklace.

"Good girl," Shuri muses as her hands drop lower on your waist, closer to your hips, "I'll be tracking your location the entire time, but I want you to call me at least once a day. And send me a video of your hotel room."

"Yes, my Shuri." You smile. You couldn't be annoyed with her overprotective tendencies if you tried. It warms your heart (and other places) to think of the lengths she'd reach to ensure your safety while still making sure to respect your space and autonomy, though you don't mind living within the vibranium-clad safety of her arms for all eternity.

Shuri brings you in for a lingering kiss, using her lips as a last-ditch effort to get you to cancel your trip and stay with her. She barely holds back a petulant whine when you pull away to rest your head on her chest for a moment before you press your lips to her neck right next to her panther necklace.

"I love the sound of your heartbeat, ingelosi yam. I wish I could take it with me everywhere." (my angel) You mumble in her ear, kissing her marble-carved jaw as you cup her cheek to taste her lips again.

"You keep kissing me like this and I'm going to dismiss everyone and take you right here on this tarmac." Shuri speaks against your lips, before connecting your lips again.

"Mmmm. I don't want to leave you, i-panther yam." You smile drowsily, drunk from the taste of your love.

"And you won't, this is the last time you're going to America for that Bast-forsaken job, ikumkani wam." (My queen) Shuri intertwines your fingers before lifting them to her lips, kissing the palm of your hand, "I have a position for you here as soon as you're ready. Better pay, better everything. And you'll be where you belong; by my side." 

"You're incredible, Shuri."

"I'm yours, y/n. I'd move heaven and earth for you." Shuri desperately presses her lips to yours again. 

The two of you separate, but remain in each other's arms as you watch Ayo and Aneka go through their own–more reserved–parting.

"Who do you think will get married first, us or them?" You glance up at Shuri.

Shuri glances at you out of the corner of her eye, "They got married already." She continues when your jaw drops, "It was a secret ceremony in the garden with just a few guests. Aneka's trying to convince her to have a reception with everyone later, after everything settles down a little more." 

"When was this? Why wasn't I invited?"

"I was barely invited, ubusi. Plus, it was a last minute thing; I only had a 30 minute warning. You were wrapped up in a Zoom call, I think." 

You nod, reaching up to rub the faded back of shuris head and she immediately leans her head into your hand with a hum.

"You behave yourself while I'm gone, Shuri yam."

Shuri looks offended, "I always behave."

You side-eye her, but don't respond as Aneka approaches. You turn to Shuri, pressing one more lingering kiss to her lips before reluctantly pulling away, keeping your hand interlocked with hers until you physically couldn't hold on any longer. You keep your eyes on her until you had to turn around to go up the ramp to the Talon Fighter with Aneka & the Queen's Guard members behind you.

As the aircraft lifts off, you catch sight of Shuri standing in the same place you left her. She presses a kiss to the palm of her hand before turning it towards you.

~Eight Days Later~

To say you were burnt out would be the understatement of the century.

Your boss has been on your ass with tasks since he received word that you'd landed. You've been in meeting after meeting, most of which could've–and should've–been emails. Even your dinners were taken from you, as you were either taking work home, or your coworkers insisted on getting drinks after work which often lasted until well after your bedtime.

The lone bright spot in your days were your nightly phone calls with Shuri, where she usually sits and stares lovingly as you animatedly recount your day, including your growing disdain for your coworkers.

"You know," Shuri starts, pulling on one of the curls resting on her forehead, "I can have a resignation letter to you within the hour." 

"I'm thinking about taking you up on it. These people are exhausting and if they aren't demanding my attention, they're second guessing my every breath, only to do what I'm suggesting anyways and then not give me credit for it. I'm not sure how much longer I can–" You trail off as you take notice of Shuri's background, the unmistakable color of the elevator in her lab catching your attention. You do some quick math; if it's almost 9PM in New York, and Wakanda is 7 hours ahead, that means it's almost– 

"Shuri Udaku!" You exclaim, nearly knocking Shuri off her chair, "It is 4AM! Why are you still awake?"

"I love the way you say my name, ingelosi." She smirks, but it quickly fades when she sees your serious face is unchanged. "We've had a couple incidents of groups trying to breach the borders. They haven't gotten through, but I'm updating and strengthening the security measures of the border barriers. Our preliminary investigations suggest that the incidents are connected, so we're also preparing to go on a recon mission to find out more information."

Your heart clenches as fear begins to sink its claws into you. It didn't matter how powerful she was as the Black Panther or how she has the ability to heal injuries that should be fatal with little to no recovery time. She was still your Shuri and you still wanted to put her in a bubble so no one could cause her any harm, physical or otherwise. While you lacked the agility and power she had, you were just as protective over her as she was over you.

Shuri must've sensed your internal conflict, "It's a simple investigation, ubusi. We go in, collect as much intelligence as we can, we leave. We already have a few suspicions on the nationality of the perpetrators and they aren't nearly as advanced as we are–"

"Nobody is as advanced as Wakanda." You cut in bitterly.

Shuri flashes a smile, "Yes, sthandwa sam, but they left some of their gear behind at their last attempt. Most of it looks homemade." Shuri jumps up from her chair, running over to a pile of what appears to be junkyard scraps on a nearby table as she launches into an explanation about components and overlays and relays. Now it was your turn to stare lovingly into the hologram as she monologues.

There's no phone call the next day, but Shuri makes sure to text you. We're headed out on recon today, sthandwa. We should only be a few hours, but I have Griot programmed to notify you if we're gone longer. I love you my queen, Your Shuri.

The message goes unread for a few hours as you were unable to get away from work. Once you read it, however, you start pacing a trench in your hotel room floor as fear and anxiety return in full force and you're unable to ward it off in your exhausted, post-work state. You can't eat, you don't want to lay down for fear of falling asleep and missing Shuri's message notifying you that she'd returned home safely. You need something to distract yourself at least for a few more hours.

A metaphorical light bulb goes off in your head, Shuri's box. You scramble to your suitcase, rooting around and throwing your neatly folded clothes out of the way until your hands come in contact with the box in question. You sit on the edge of the bed as you slide the lid off, a purple velvet drawstring pouch coming into view. You remove said pouch from the box, eyeing it curiously but a folded piece of paper under the pouch catches your attention.

Shuri's scribbled attempt at cursive greets you, drawing a fond smile from your lips, her brain always did move faster than her hands:

To my love,

If you're reading this, then I failed at getting you to cancel your trip to America. But that means I finally get to give you this. Yes, it's a vibrator. Meant to mimic the feel of my strap, so that your few lonely nights away from me might pass a little quicker.

Obviously, it won't compare to the real feeling of me fucking you, but I hope it's close enough to give you the pleasure you need.

I hope I get to watch you use it someday.

I-panther Yakho (your panther), 

Shuri

P.S, the lube in the bottle is designed to make you more sensitive. If it works as I hope, your orgasm will be more intense.

You gasp, tossing the note aside as you open the bag and unsheathe your new toy, heat already pooling in your core in anticipation. It's bigger than you expected; the black material accented by deep royal purple is perfectly curved upwards, designed to stroke your g-spot with every thrust. You note the buttons on the base and press each one to see what they do. The first one triggers the vibration and pressing it again cycles through four levels of intensity and various patterns. The second button activates some sort of circular motion in the shaft of the toy, and you make a mental note to try that one out later. The third and final button expands the toy, adding at least two inches of length and a half inch of girth. You shake your head in disbelief, amazed at the mind and creativity of your lover. You look through the box again, locating the small black bottle before setting both items aside and beginning preparations for your evening.

Less than an hour later and you're finally ready; you'd managed to choke down a small dinner of soup and a half sandwich from the room service menu and ordered a bottle of your favorite wine to sip on. You crack open the door leading to your balcony, letting the warm New York breeze float into your hotel room to cool your already heated skin. You pick up your kimoyo bracelet, deflating when you're met with a blank notification panel, signaling that Shuri still isn't home.

"Griot."

"Yes, Princess."

"Can you soundproof this room?"

"Scanning…...The room is now soundproof."

"Thank you, Griot."

Your eyes keep trailing over to the toy and lube sitting on your bedside table as you stand before the full body mirror, and you suddenly feel shy. The last time you had to take care of your own needs was years ago–before you met Shuri–and her already high libido and stamina had shot through the roof once she took the Herb; the two of you rarely went more than two to three days without touching each other. 

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before gliding your hands across your shoulders towards the collar of your shirt, slowly popping the buttons and allowing it to fall from your shoulders. You admire how your tits look in your lacy bra, squeezing the soft mounds in your hands and trailing the tips of your fingers over your nipples until they stiffen into peaks. You head for your pants next, popping the button and shimmying them down over your hips and thighs before they bunch at your ankles. They fly across the room as you kick them off your legs and you turn your attention to the matching panties you have on, turning to run your hands over your smooth skin and admire how the cut of the back compliments the shape of your ass and the placement of the band accentuates your waist. Your time in Wakanda did you good, if your tan & curves are anything to go by.

You reach behind you to unhook your bra, quickly discarding it with your other clothes before returning your hands to your breasts, trying to mimic the way Shuri would massage them. Small moans begin to escape you as you roll your already sensitive buds between your fingertips, slick beginning to pool in your panties.

You wish Shuri was here, you can practically hear her voice in your head, "Wet for me already, sthandwa?" 

"Yes, my Shuri. I'm so wet for you." You moan to the empty room before wiggling your panties down your legs and laying on the bed. You spread your legs and expose your glistening heat to the cool air of the room, pulling a gasp from your lips. One hand remains on your breast while the other trails down your stomach to swim through your folds and even you're shocked by how wet you are already. 

"Oh my God." You moan as you apply the slightest pressure to your clit, circling it slowly as you begin to edge yourself. You grab the bottle on the bedside table, squirting some of its contents onto your hand and applying some to your nipples and the rest mixes with the wetness between your thighs. 

You're lost in your pleasure, rocking your hips into your hand as soft moans and calls of Shuri's name fall past your lips. You pull your knees up to your chest as dip your fingers into your entrance, fucking yourself on your fingers.

Frustration begins to eat at you after a few moments; you can't reach as deep as you want to, as deep as Shuri can. You reach over and grab the dildo, applying a generous amount of lube–that you didn't need, considering how wet you were–and sliding the toy through your wetness, circling the tip around your clit before sliding lower to press at your hole. A loud moan escapes you as you push in slowly, fisting the sheets and arching your back while you give yourself time to adjust to the size; it's a perfect fit. 

The stretch of the dildo inside you is delicious, "Shuriiii, oh–" The feeling is so similar to Shuri's strap that imagining her thrusting into you instead of your hand is that much easier. 

"Undithatha kakuhle sithandwa sam." (You take me so well my honey.) The imaginary Shuri in your head moans out as she fucks into you.

You can only close your eyes and cry out, holding onto the sheets for dear life as the wet sounds your cunt makes with every movement bring you closer to the edge. "Just like that baby. Fuck me just like that. Oh my God, Shuri!" 

Something in the air shifts as your subconscious detects an unmistakable presence; you feel her, before you see her and your heart flutters as you crack your eyes open, slowing your thrusts with the toy to clear your vision and you're met with the shock of your life.

There, in her full Black Panther suit, is the love of your life.

You jolt upright, dildo and your impending orgasm long forgotten, "Shuri? Baby is that you?"

The helmet retracts, revealing the smirking face of your Queen as she crosses the threshold of your balcony to enter the room. She stalks across the room, stopping at the foot of the bed, her eyes glued to your dripping cunt, "I take it you like my present."

"I– How–You're here." 

"We were in the area after the mission, which was a success, by the way. I had them drop me off." Her eyes trail over your naked body, "Seems I came at the perfect time. Lay back down, sthandwa sam."

You follow her instructions, spreading your legs as you grip the handle of the dildo, moving to pull it out but Shuri stops you.

"No, leave it in." Shuri steps away, heading towards the armchair near the foot of your bed. She taps her kimoyo beads and her full suit retracts, revealing her black Under Armour gear before sitting in the chair and spreading her own legs, never taking her eyes off of you, "Show me how you fuck yourself with it. But you don't cum until I say so, ndicacile?" (Am I clear)

"Yes," You whimper at the way her thick accent curls around the vulgar words before you begin again, eager to put on a show for your Queen. You reach for your nipples again gasping at how sensitive they've become. "Shuri, mmm–"

Your eyes flutter closed as your orgasm builds, the stimulation of your nipples and the feelings and sounds your pussy makes leading you to the most blissful sensory overload.

"Umanzi kakhulu, mama." (She's so wet, mama) Shuri comments from her corner. If you were to open your eyes, you would see Shuri laser focused on your pussy, the panther within ready to pounce and mark her territory.

"Ufuna i-panther yakhe.  Ndifuna i-panther yam." (She wants her panther. I want my panther.) You moan out, your breathing becomes shallow as you fly to the edge. You don't want to disobey your panther, but you're not sure you'll be able to stop yourself when you get there even if you wanted to. 

Shuri doesn't respond, but you hear her breathing. You chance opening one eye to look at her and the sight before you almost sends you over the cliff.

There sits Shuri, bottoms gone, one leg thrown over the arm of the chair with her hand gliding through her folds, spreading her wetness around her pretty pussy with her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. Her eyes pull up to meet yours and you stare at each other for a few moments.

"Uyabona indlela ondenza ndibemanzi ngayo? Ukubukela nje wena." (You see how wet you make me? Just from watching you) Shuri breathes out as her spare hand grips the armrest, and you can tell she's close.

You reach your hand out to her, "I-panther yam, come here. Let me taste you."

Shuri rises immediately, stripping off her top and sports bra as she crosses the short space between you and stopping at the side of the bed. "Undifuna phi?" (Where do you want me?)

Your hand grazes through her slick folds as your mouth waters at the thought of tasting her, "My face. Sit on your throne, my queen."

Shuri wastes no time climbing onto the bed before settling over you, her beautiful, dripping cunt hovering just over your mouth, "Ndicela ungandigezeli." (Please don't tease me.) 

You don't respond, instead gripping Shuri's hips and bringing her pussy down to within your mouth's reach before going to town. You start by licking a flat stripe up her folds, collecting as much of her essence on your tongue as you possibly can, moaning at her taste, "You taste so good, my love." You abandon the dildo inside of you, bringing your other hand up and parting her folds to wrap your lips around her clit and suck.

Shuri throws her head back, a loud moan falling from her lips as she begins rocking her lower lips against your face "Ewe, Nkosi, Ewe." (Yes, oh god, yes.)

You squeeze and slap Shuri's ass, lurching her forward so she grips the headboard, giving her more leverage to ride your face as you flatten your tongue to let her use you. You trail your hands up to her breasts, coating them in the leftover lube covering your fingers before rolling her sensitive buds between your fingers.

She throws her head back, a fresh river of slick flowing out of her and directly onto your waiting tongue as her hips lose their rhythm and her thighs start shaking; a telltale sign that she's about to cum.

You sink two fingers into her, scissoring them apart and massaging her inner walls before curling them and rubbing against that spongy spot as you suck her pulsing, swollen clit.

"Nje kanjalo. Ndifake nje kanjalo!" (Just like that. Fuck me just like that!) Shuri fists your hair into her hands to keep you in place as her orgasm takes her. Her juices flow out of her like a breached dam and her entire body shakes as she cries out. You wrap your hands around her hips to keep her from lifting off of you as you eagerly drink up every last drop she has to give you, then pumping your fingers a few more times in tandem with your mouth on her clit to coax more liquid from her. 

Shuri throws her head back and begins rocking against your fingers again, moaning uncontrollably as another orgasm approaches.

"My greedy girl," You smile, French kissing her puffy clit, "You want to cum again?"

Shuri’s hands move to play with her nipples as she nods frantically, "Ndiyacela. Ndicela undenze cum for kwakhona." (Please. Please make me cum again).

You add a third finger, thrusting them inside of her while your thumb works her clit "Ride my fingers, pretty girl. Just like that."

Shuri's hands start shaking around her breasts as her second orgasm washes over her with a cry of your name and you seal your lips around her clit, sucking to draw it out for as long as possible before Shuri collapses next to you, drawing you into a deep kiss and humming as she tastes herself on your lips.

You hold her in your arms as you wait patiently–as intense as her orgasms are, it never takes her long to reload to be ready to go again. 

Sure enough, less than three minutes later Shuri is pulling your head up to hers before trapping you in a passionate kiss. She wastes no time working her tongue into your mouth as she pushes you onto your back, climbing over you and spreading your legs. She pulls her lips away from yours as she takes hold of the toy, slowly pushing it in and out of you as you both watch. "Ingaba ukunditya ngaphandle kukwenza ubemanzi kanje sthandwa?" (Does eating me out get you this wet, honey?) 

You nod as your hips start rocking, meeting each thrust. "Mmmm, yes."

"Uyakuthanda ukukholisa i-panther yakho, akunjalo?" (You love pleasing your panther, don't you?)

"Shuriiii, please." Your back arches as the coil within you tightens, ready to snap.

"Nceda ntoni, ntombazana entle? Ingaba udinga ntoni?" (Please what, pretty girl? What do you need?)

"I–I wanna cum on your strap, Shuri. Wanna cum all over you." You're floating, babbling nonsensically as you twitch uncontrollably.

Shuri hums before she's shifting on top of you, resting on her knees as she taps her kimoyo bracelet and your favorite strap materializes on her hips, "Yilento ubuyifuna, nkosazana?" (Is this what you wanted, princess?)

You slowly rub your clit as Shuri gets ready, lubing up her strap and pulling the dildo from you, discarding it out of your sight before gripping your thighs and spreading them apart. 

"Undilungiselele?" (You ready for me?) Shuri asks as she shifts the strap closer to your entrance, at your nod, she issues her next command, "Yifake." (Put it in)

You guide the tip to your waiting hole and Shuri doesn't hesitate to sink in to the hilt, pulling loud moans from the both of you as her hips connect to yours. "Oh, Shuri. You feel so good baby." You gasp out as she sets a brutal pace, fucking into you deep and hard.

Shuri hooks your knees over her arms and leans forward, changing the angle and forcing your legs to stay open as she reaches depths that only she can hit.

Her name leaves your lips like a prayer as she drills into you relentlessly "Yessss baby just like that. Right there right there. Oh my God I'm cumming. Shuri I'm gonna cum!" Your moans turn into screams of pleasure as Shuri fucks you senseless.

"Yiza kum, ngelosi." (Cum for me, angel) Is all she needs to say before your orgasm overtakes you. Your legs lock up, toes curling as your pussy gushes all over Shuri and her strap. Your thighs start shaking uncontrollably as Shuri fucks you through the aftershocks, holding you down so you can't squirm away. It's only when tears begin leaking from your eyes does she let up, thrusting shallowly as she leans back and rubs your thighs to bring you back to Earth.

She stills inside you, pressing kisses to your neck and cheeks as your breathing begins to slow down, "Intombazana elungileyo kum." (Such a good girl for me) She speaks to you softly, caressing any piece of skin she can reach.

"I've never cum that hard before." You giggle breathlessly and you feel Shuri smile into your neck, kissing your skin one more time before pulling back and staring into your eyes,

"I hope you don't think I'm done with you, entle." Shuri sends you a hopeful smile, which you return.

"I know, just a few more minutes, honey." 

"Of course, sthandwa sam." Shuri kisses your lips as she slowly pulls out before laying next to you and kissing you softly as she wraps her arms around you.

You cradle her face in your hands as you return the kiss, sucking on her bottom lip before tangling your tongue with hers. Shuri grips your hips and pulls you flush against her body, making you gasp against her mouth. 

Shuri smirks into your lips as she angles her head to kiss you deeper. Shuri begins thrusting slowly, the strap to slipping between your folds as she swallows your moans. You begin to meet her thrusts as you throw your head back and her lips drop to your neck, sucking and biting marks into your skin.

"Undilungiselele kwakhona?" (You ready for me again?) Shuri questions, looking down on you with hooded eyes that are flooded with arousal.

"Yes." You breathe, drunk on her love. Your body is pliant in Shuri's hands as she maneuvers you onto your stomach, your ass presented in the air and your back in a deep arch, just how Shuri likes it.

Shuri admires you from this angle before suddenly licking a fat stripe up your cunt, causing you to jump in surprise. She grips your left asscheek with her hand to spread you open as she swirls her tongue around your clit, moaning at your taste coating her tongue. "Ungcamla kamnandi." (You taste so fucking good). She comments, sealing her lips over your swollen clit and circling two fingers in your ocean before dipping them inside of you, her other hand stroking the strap between her legs.

"Uhhhh, Shuriiii." You moan out as your thighs begin to shake "You're gonna make me cum, baby."

Shuri merely hums as she nestles her face further into you. She curls her fingers once, twice, and on the third caress you let go. Your knees give out causing you to fall away from her mouth as you collapse on the bed. Shuri chases you and drinks as best she can as she continues to jack herself off, deep moans escaping rumbling low in her chest as she inches herself toward her own orgasm.

You look back at her, watching her hand move over the strap for a few moments, "You plan on cumming on the bed or in this pussy?" You ask as you lock eyes with her.

Shuri says nothing as she slides her hands under your hips, lifting your ass back in the air. She doesn't give you a moment before she sinks in balls deep, pounding your pussy, "Ngaba ufuna ndihambe nawe?" (You want me to cum in you?). Her voice is deep and goes straight to your core.

"Yesssss, fill me up baby." You fist the soaked sheets in your hands as your love takes you apart for the third time. "Gimme all of it."

"Uza kuyithatha yonke? Yonke i-cum yam kule pussy encinci." (You gonna take all of it? All my cum in this pretty little pussy.) 

"Babyyyyy, you're gonna make me cum." Your legs begin to give out on you again and Shuri follows you, pressing you to the mattress as she lays on top of you and fucking you deeper than she ever has while whispering the filthiest things in your ear. 

"Yibambe, mama. Ufuna uhamba nam." (Hold it, mama. Want you to cum with me.) Shuri begins swirling her hips, grinding into you and massaging your G-spot directly as you scream her name. 

"Ndikhwaze, ntombazana.  Yazisa wonke umntu ukuba ulungile kangakanani." (Scream for me baby girl, let everyone know how good I fuck you.) Shuri sits up, one hand on the back of your throat and the other fisted in the sheets as she begins pounding into you, using you for her pleasure as her orgasm approaches. "Ngubunjana kabani lo?" (Whose pussy is this?)

"It's yours, Shuri. It's your pussy." 

"Undithe nca kum, andithi?" (She's so tight for me, isn't she?) Shuri's hips move like a piston with one goal in mind; to make the both of you cum as hard as possible. 

"You fuck this pussy so good, Shuri. Don't stop baby please don't stop. I'm gonna cum." Your toes curl as your orgasm speeds closer, "Fuck me through it, baby. Fuck me through it. Fuck me hard just like that." You try to muffle your cries into the pillow beneath you, but Shuri fists her hand in your hair, pulling your head back as she continues to drill into you.

"Ndifuna ukukuva." (I want to hear you) She grunts as her rhythm begins to falter, "Ndizakuzalisa umhle kangaka." (I'm gonna fill you up so fucking good.)

"I'm cumming Shuri. Oh my God!" You squirt with a scream of Shuri's name and Shuri follows you over the cliff, her whole body going stiff as she presses into you and fills you to the brim before collapsing on top of you.

The two of you lay there for a while as you come down from what was easily the most intense orgasms you ever had together. You giggle mindlessly as Shuri starts to shift around and lift herself off of you, slowly pulling out and dissolving the strap with a tap at her kimoyo beads.

"What's so funny, entle?"

You shrug, giggling some more as Shuri helps you roll onto your back, smiling lovingly down at you before collapsing beside you and pulling you into her side.

"I love you." Shuri mumbles as she presses kiss after kiss to your hairline.

"I love you too, my panther." Your lips graze her jaw, "I missed you so much, Shuri. I don't sleep the same without you next to me." 

 Shuri looks down at you as she intertwines your fingers, "Then let's never sleep apart again."

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CHARACTERS ; Character!Fem!Reader x Isekaid!Tartaglia

CONTENT ; Masturbation (Tartaglia), Dubious-Consent Smut, Switched AU / Reader is a character in Genshin while Tartaglia is the player, Possesive and Obsessive Tartaglia, Usage of Childe’s real name, Usage of [Y/N], Oral (Fem Receiving), Creampie, Hickeys, Breeding Kink

SUMMARY ; You were Childe’s favorite character and waifu. He was so disgusting and obsessive when it comes to you to the point he buys figurines and jerks off at your character, hiring commissions of lewd art of you and more sick stuff no one wants to know about. He soon gets isekaid into the world of Teyvat and the first thing he wants to do? Find you and fuck you.

A/N ; I’ll probably make more works regarding this idea, be it headcanons or drabbles. I just love Isekaid!Tartaglia ever sincei started writing this <3

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Oh, how he adored you so much it’s unhealthy. He’ll literally do anything for you just for you to be real. His family was so worried with how much you’ve impacted him.

Fortunately, he lives alone. No one will be able to know what sick and disgusting things he’s done and it’s much better to stay that way.

His room has lots of standees and figurines of you. He even bought a bodypillow to jerk off to. How he wishes that you were actually there to fill his awful desires. Falling for a pixel was quite a stupid idea to him but he’ll gladly be stupid for you.

“Oh, fuck.” he gasps, continuosly pumping his dick over and over again as he watches lewd fanworks of you, growing closer and closer to his release. “Come on, come on.” he chants loudly. Desperate to catch his orgasm.

Soon enough, his bare abdomen was splattered with his white substance and was left heavily panting. He leans onto his chair and takes a breather in what he just did.

Childe lets out a long exhale before zipping his pants back up and getting back into the game. Not even bothering to clean up the mess he made.

Firstly, he checks your character which was his best build out of all of the ones he has. Your signature weapon, 100+% crit rate with a 300+% crit damage build which he was greatly proud of.

Next, he goes through your character voicelines. It’s already expected for him to go through your low HP and getting hit lines as those were what turns him on the most. Hearing you groan and making cute sounds. He wishes he could make you make those for him but sadly, you weren’t real.

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My princess needs me.

Another Namor and shuri fan art. With this one I was just thinking if Namor kept a close eye with Shuri and if so what was his reaction seeing her cry. Enjoy!

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I was thinking about how Letitia said that according to custom Shuri cuts her hair because she in mourning.

But I'm assuming after that time has passed, Namor's gonna walk into a council meeting to see her sporting long braided hair that has gold ornaments in it and I just know his mind would go blank and he will quite literally faint into Attuma's arms.

Namora will know exactly what has happened and pinch her nose bridge because she can't deal with two idiots.

Because Attuma's multitasking by carrying Namor while also making sure to wink at Okoye hahaha

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