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A "Loving" Husband

Yan! Poseidon x reader

Woo! My first time writing a yandere version of a character, and for the first time in forever I post something ehe.

Warning: yandere behaviour incoming

Synopsis: Poseidon never have any intention to tell Atlas, his son, about the inside of the golden door under the deep sea within the darkness. But, out of impatient and curiosity, Atlas bound to uncover the secret.

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The curious little boy finds himself in front of a huge golden door, a shiny one as it shines by the glimpse of the moon. He checks his surroundings once more to make sure he doesn't hear any doorstep near him as the window shows a scenery of the darkness of the sea. He sighs in relief as he's ready to find the answer that his dad has been avoiding to answer, “If this door is in this deep underground, what could dad possibly hide?”

He tries to push the door, he keeps pushing to the point his face and hand turns red. “I can open it!” He courage himself as it finally opened a little bit, small enough to fit his size.

“Ha! Dad must be proud if he knows that I can open a door this heavy.” He pat his back proudly as he goes through the door. The inside of the room is exactly as he questions it, a room full of old neat treasures and artifacts on the shelves. Out of all the treasure he saw, he spotted something bigger. A beautiful and shiny marble statue of a life-sized woman sitting on a couch with a lot of jewelry on her and white silk dress, but he notices that the clothes at the waist part are ruffled, as if that part has always been touched.

"Hmm, why does the ring seem familiar?" To get a better sight, he climbed to her thigh and sat on her. Observing the ring closer, he remembered the very same pair of rings in his dad's finger.

“But why is it on the statue? I thought mom was supposed to wear this? Perhaps I should try to give it back to her.” Carefully, his eyes focus on taking off the ring from the finger without realizing that his feets slip from the statue's silk dress as he’s hanging by the ring finger.

Unfortunately, the ring finger cracks as his head knocks onto the floor. He rubbed on his injured head, displeased seeing the gold blood on his hand from the injured head. However, the feeling of pain is replaced by panic as he closes his mouth when he sees the ring finger shatter from the statue. In a speed, he grabs the statue's ring finger and sprints all the way to his room.

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By the next morning-

"WHY DO YOU NEED TO BE ANGRY JUST FOR A MISSING PART OF A STATUE?"

The boy jolted up from the sudden loud voice outside his room, he immediately opened the door. His heart beats fast and eyes go wide seeing his father and mother arguing in the hallway with Hades and some staff hidden in the corner or running away because they’re too scared at the sight of Poseidon.

"WHY? I'VE WARNED EVERYONE IN THIS CASTLE NOT TO ENTER THAT ROOM EXCEPT FOR ME, BUT A HIDDEN INSECT SEEMS TO HAVE BROKEN INTO THAT ROOM! I’LL FIND THE FOOL AND SHRED THEIR HANDS."

"BUT THAT DOESN'T EXCUSE YOUR SUDDEN OUTRAGE LIKE A MAD MAN."

“You insolent women-” Before Poseidon’s trident even near Amphitrite, Hades held his wrist and said in a stern voice. “Poseidon, calm down,” His eyes now turn to glare at him, but Hades still has the stoic face and staring back at him, “It’s just a statue, I don't know what's so special about that. But, if you’re still determine to punish the culprit, do it, but don’t throw the blame to the wrong person.”

And so, he put his trident down, his breath steadier and turned back to his usual stoic face, yet eyes still glare at his brother, “Just a statue? That statue is a prize possession of mine, worthy of my time to care for it.”

Hades can only sigh and shake his head in disappointment, meanwhile Amphitrite opens her mouth to say something while holding in the trembling voice with knees getting weak pressing down her fear as she stares back at him. The trident might not pierce her at all, but the sharp wind from the trident is enough to cause a scratch of gold blood to flow from her face.

"You've got to be kidding me, Poseidon, everyone already fucking know that you're protective of that precious little statue of yours. I don’t know what’s so special about it, it might be more special than me, but have you even spared a little heart for your poor wife whom you married by your own choice? Why do you marry me if you never treat me like a wife?"

"Amphitrite," Poseidon said coldly, "Since when gods married for love? Just do your own job as a queen."

Poseidon is finally out of sight as Amphitrite clenches her fist, glaring at her husband's back. "Tch, what did the statue do to make you this crazy?" she mumbles.

"Amphitrite, I do apologize for his manners." Hades pats her shoulder as he sees her in a trembling state, she gazes at him with tears spilling from her eyes.

"There's no need to apologize," she wipes her tears, "It’s his fault… no, it's my fault. How stupid and naive I am to agree to marrying him in the first place. I thought that maybe… if I become a good wife; a good mother, then maybe he can at least show an ounce of love to me like any lover does… what did I do to deserve this?"

"Don't say that, it’s his fault for being immature."

"Immature?" she snapped at him, "No no no, it’s insanity. I saw it in his eyes, the possessiveness and madness when the part of the statue is missing, all for the sake of that? I don’t know how long I will have to bear this. I can slowly go insane too for centuries living in this lifeless marriage, Hades, especially when the son he so much loved is not my own blood-" She gasped and closed her mouth, Hades got caught off guard hearing it.

"What?" He holds her shoulder, “What do you mean? Didn’t Poseidon announce to the whole Greek pantheons about you bearing his child?” Amphitrite isn’t able to hold eye contact anymore seeing the confused but angry Hades.

"Mom..."Her heart drops dead as she turns in horror to see him trembling, the familiar uncomfortable expression when he has to witness the familiar scene many times.

"Atlas!" She runs to hug him, "Did you just see the fight? Oh, I'm so sorry to have you see that."

"Mom... what do you mean?"

"W- what is it?"

"So, you're not really my mom?" His eyes are getting glossier each time passed along with his red nose. "Then, where's my real mom? Did she abandon me?" The tears fall as his crying sound is getting louder making her feeling more guilty, she hugs him tightly and pat his blonde hair.

“No no, of course not my dear… she’s umm… she-”

“I believe me and him deserve an explanation from you, Amphitrite.” He glared at Amphitrite like a predator caged its prey, unable to let her run away from the problem. After a long uncomfortable silence, she takes a breath first and stands up to glance at him.

“You both deserve an explanation… but, promise me,” she continued, “Don’t tell Poseidon, at least not now, okay?” He nods as she leads them to Atlas’ bedroom and locks the door. She sits on his bed as she massages her head, trying to find the best words to explain while the two of them wait for her.

“I already knew Atlas when he’s only a toddler, I still remember the sight of Poseidon holding him…”

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~The night before the wedding~

To her younger self when she was still a naive princess, who was once frightened by Poseidon’s first sight. The way he always ignores her or glares at her when she makes a mistake. Hundreds of insults and mockery threw at her, driving her to avoid him even more throughout years staying in Poseidon castle as his fiance because her father thought that it’s a “good thing” for her to get familiar with him before the marriage.

When she’s ready to go to sleep, relaxing her tense muscles before tomorrow's marriage, the sudden strange calming sound arouses her suspicion. She opens the doors and follows the sound. All the way to the bottom of the sea floors. She found the source of the sound from one of the rooms and opened the door a little bit. Her eyes went wide at such a beautiful sight of the cold tyrant of the sea showing a small smile toward the unknown baby, holding the sleeping baby with such a gentle touch while humming a calm deep lullaby with the moon illuminating him heavenly like an angel.

“Impossible, how can he be so cruel, yet gentle at the same time?” She mutter

“Women, what are you doing?” She jumped at his sharp tone, once warm turned icy in a split second. She slowly opened the door, welcomed by his unamused face. She clears her throat to not feel pressured by the awkwardness, “My apologies, Poseidon, I just happened to hear your heavenly lullaby from my bedroom, I can’t help but listen to it too.”

She glanced at the sleeping baby, a smile growing wide fighting the urge not to touch the cheek, “So, who’s this baby? He’s just as beautiful as you.”

“My son.”

Silence came again, as her mouth slightly opened and eyes wide in disbelief. Unsure what to even say, “S- so, you’ve married before, then?” she frowned when he kept silent, “Where’s your previous wife?”

“Passed away.” He said in the usual cold tones, but she knew underneath that there’s a slight crack and irritation as his gaze now turned to the moonlight. Of course she passed away, or else Poseidon wouldn’t even remarry. However, deep in her heart she knew there’s a small crack discovered he’s used to love a certain woman, and now the baby is the only thing left of that woman.

“Sorry to hear that,” she continued, “What’s the name of the baby?”

“Atlas.”

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~the night after the marriage event~

It was a cold kiss, but she received it welcomely despite his expressionless face throughout the whole wedding, but it’s okay. “It’s really okay, he’s probably not used to me yet. One day he will!” She patted herself. Emerald eyes sparkled at the whole sea regions and the Greek pantheon of deities and nymphs congratulated them, isn’t this what she’s been dreaming of? Marrying a handsome prince and living happily ever after?

During night time where everyone has a great time of feast, smiling and chattering. While Poseidon were discussing with his brothers and several gods, Amphitrite was accompanied by Aphrodite and Persephone having tea together as the both of them enjoyed their little chats while she quietly listened.

“Dear Amphitrite sweetheart, may I ask why you would want to marry Poseidon? It’s clear as day that he’s hard to be swayed by love.” Amphitrie got caught off guard with Aphrodite's question, she rested her chin on her hand thinking the perfect way to explain it.

“Well, I’m aware that a god like Poseidon is difficult to read and likes to close himself off from everyone. I’m aware too that this is a marriage for political reasons, but time itself is impossible to read too, who knows it’ll take time for him to open up to me, and maybe I can fix him.”

Aphrodite giggled while pinching her cheek playfully, “Amphitrite, I hope you can keep your words, I’ll give you the best gift if you can win his heart.”

“Haha, to be honest, I’m used to being scared of him too, but when I saw him holding his son gently in his arm it’s like seeing part of the real him open up. How can I not want to win his heart and show his other good side to me too ?”

“Son?” Persephone gasped and stood in surprise causing everyone to look at them, “What do you mean he has a son?”

Suddenly, everyone is freezed, tons of eyes now peered at Amphitrtie who was surprised too at everyone’s new discovery. “I- I thought everyone know that he has a child-”

Suddenly Poseidon touched her shoulder and leaned her closer to him as he announced to everyone, “Yes, I do have a son… with her.”

Everyone including his brothers and her families are elated by the news, congratulating the couple as they continued the feast. However, Amphitrite snapped at Poseidon who’s still avoiding her eye contact, questioning his suspicious act… head feels dizzy as she frowned at the announcement. Suddenly, Zeus wrapped his arm around Poseidon and Amphitrite in joyous, “Congratulations on having a child! So it turns out you guys already did a dirty thing before the marriage, huh?”

“Shut up.”

“Congratulations, I anticipate meeting my nephew by tomorrow.” Hades shook his hand while laughing, yet despite the wonderful news, Amphitrite got left confused all alone watching the crowd in line congratulate them, leaving her deep in thought of her mind.

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“Poseidon, what’s with all of this? I thought everyone knew about your son.” Amphitrite sat on bed facing Poseidon who’s changing his clothes to something more comfortable, once again avoiding eye contact with her. She clenches her fist when he has the nerve to ignore her question, “Not only that, but you LIED to them about him being my son in blood? What about your previous wife? How would she feel about this?”

“Don’t remind me about Y/n, Amphitrite.”

“Y/n? So that’s her name, huh? Don’t tell me that no one also knew about this Y/n.”

Another silent response made her more convinced, knowing this, she slowly moved away from him, his unreadable expression made her stomach twist. “Poseidon, why would you lie?”

What are you trying to hide?

“All you need to know is that I did all of this to keep her and Atlas safe from the gods’ eyes. If they ever discover the truth about them, I’ll gouge their eyes and shred their bodies to pieces where their mouth wouldn’t spread all over to other realm,” Amphitrite shiver at his calm tone, she felt her heart skipped a beat at his eyes finally made an eye contact, the eyes that threaten her as if a trident ready to strike her if she made a single mistake, “This include you too Amphitrite, just do your job as a queen and a mother, and I’ll turn a blind eye on you. Remember that this is a marriage that’ll benefit your family.”

…

“That’s all I know,” Amphitrite steady her breath as she lies her head down, feeling uncomfortable with the silence, “It’s true, ever since that, I wouldn’t dare to ask him about her. I- I don’t- I don’t know why my foolish self is still trying to love him despite his undying love for his previous wife.”

Tears spilled from her eyes, words unable to be formed as she cover her cry from them. “Why did I even keep pursuing?” She thought, but a sudden heaviness on her caught her off guard, uncovering her face to see Atlas hugging her.

“It’s ok, mom.” Amphitrite hug him back with more tears spilled, her heart melt knowing Atlas is still calling her mom despite the truth. However, Hades is still standing across from her as he Massages his forehead, still surprised yet angry, but at his foolish brother.

“Atlas, can you please change your clothes and go have breakfast? Your mother and I still have to discuss about… this…further through.” Atlas nods as he changes his clothes and unlocks the door to go to the dining hall, leaving Amphitrite and Hades alone in his room.

Hades approach Amphitrite to sit beside her as his hand tap on her shoulder, “I’m sorry to hear that… I never thought he would do that.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“It is. As his brother, I shouldn’t have been too lenient on him, he’s just using you for his own benefit.”Amphitrite shake her head, “It’s partly my fault too for not refused it and being naive, I was too scared by my own father,” clearing her throat as she jump to different topic, “But, about her…”

“Y/n…” Hades humm, “So she’s Atlas' biological mother, why does Poseidon hide her from everyone? Out of shame?”

“Shame?”

“Poseidon is a pride god, if he loves her that much, what makes him want to hide her in the dark? Have you ever suspected her identity and background?”

Amphitrite put her hand on the chin as she recalled her moment when she was in the library, however it put a frown on her face, “I have try to search about her in the library, yet no books have had a record about her, so for now I’m assuming that she’s not a goddess from this pantheon nor a nymph.”

“Not even a nymph? How did you come up with that assumption?”

“From Atlas of course, if Y/n is a nymph from certain creatures, he will have the appearance or characteristic of that creature, however none of it are in him.”

“Fair enough.”

“How about you? Does the name Y/n sound familiar?”

“That’s… the problem, it’s new and unfamiliar within this patheon nor any other places, never for eons have I ever heard that name,” Hades massages his head and sighs as the mystery causes a headache to him., sick of his brother’s antics, he stand up, “I will ask him right now, he’s the only one who knows the truth.”

Hearing this, Amphitrite immediately stand and holds his shoulder as she shakes her head, “Don’t! If you ask him he will immediately know I told you and will slaughter me,” she continued after steadied her breath, “Please, I’m not stopping you to research about her, but don’t directly ask him.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him about this too. He has been hiding this far too long, I’m disappointed at his oddly obsessive behavior-”

“Hades, your shoes.” Hearing her gasp, he looked down and froze, seeing the crimson blood seeping from under the bed all the way staining his shoes. He kneels, and looks under it to discover the missing part of the statue — the ring finger — feeling the hard rock texture, yet when he touches the bleeding part, he shivers from the soft rotten meat and bone texture.

“There’s a dead body of a mortal hidden inside a statue, how is it under his bed?” He frown, “Moreover, the ring on that finger-“

“It can’t be, that’s the same pair of rings that Poseidon has.”

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hdavjje · 9 days

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,,, vile outcast mmfph...

finding the cute, tiny extrovert to be as sick n depraved as you are!!

sub!perverted!yandere x dom!tall/muscular!playboy?reader

ㅡnsfw, toxic reader - dubcon/flashing genitals, feminization, mentions of boy pussy and the nickname babygirl LOL !

he wasn't stalking you. he just happened to be near your table and overhear you is all-!!

h,, he wasn't following you around,,, he wasnt trying to hear what sick and twisted shit you rave about with your friendsㅡnot at all... n-not at all taking notes to jack off to later...

ㅡ"dudeㅡi need loner pussy. i just know it grips, bro..." you bemoaned to your equally bulky idiot friendㅡunaware that one of your... smaller acquaintance scrawling furiously in a notebook and tugging his hoodie over himself... just his luck... you were looking for a loner to stick your dick into? have you tried looking right in front of you ?!!!

he was perfect, wasn't he? you had to think so... tiny, alienated - easy to take advantage of... staring up at you with big watery eyes, looking like the most pathetic thing you've ever seen,,,

getting all fidgety as you were looking him up and down... right off the bat you knew this little freak trying to join your conversation was probably desperately craving some human contact with a hot jock like yourself. you knew you bumping into him probably made him fucking wet. what a loser...

then, taking pity on him and letting him join you just to scoreㅡhe is a loner, afterall - needs friends and all that. do you ever feel guilty? not at all!!! why should you? there was nothing to feel bad about after laying with cute people! if anything, it gives you even more energy to find the next cutie to stick your dick into!!!

and,,, gosh, he really is cute... so tiny. dwarfing him with your hulking height and thick build,,,, so unaware of how much of a disgusting violent pervert he really is. inviting him out more often... but still, not making the effort of getting to know him. you didn't need to know anything else about him besides what his pussy felt like fluttering around your cock. which was - soon?

ㅡit was unintentional at first. accidentally making him dependent on you?? after hanging out so many times - not making any effort to befriend him; making him increasingly eager to please you...

in your mind, he isn't as much of a loner anymore. that sucks... you didn't even get to feel the grip of that loner pussy you were after... too preoccupied with thinking about how fucking weird he is clinging onto you. lame.

your poor little guy... fiending for attention. willing to do positively anything to have you show interest in himㅡwith him having the sick idea of surprising you by flashing you,,, poor little lover who's so frustrated that you haven't gotten the hint that he so badly fucking aches for you,,,.

he's still a loner. he feels lonely in your presence,,,.. but still, he's hanging out with you in your room. a-all part of his plan... you weren't trying to make friends with him as he had wanted originally...

abruptly leaving to the bathroom with no indication, leaving himㅡhuffing your pillow. you really should've gotten to know him before hand - you would've found out that you share so many similar interests... little loner bolting upright as your door clicks...

ㅡ"what are you doing?" he squirms in place - standing in the middle of your room, looking down and fiddling with his long sleeves - shamefully avoiding eye-contact-? reaching down and gently tugging,,, before lifting the hem of his huge hoodie upward-!

are you grossed out? are you ,,, willing? he's unsure as you were spluttering, trying to catch your breathㅡ"w-what the fuck?" as your eyes willfully rake over his half-hard drooping cock and thigh highsㅡgood god, was he not wearing anything underneath this entire timeㅡ?!?!+??+ this wasn't something you were gonna fucking let go - obviously! what an idiot you were - failing to recognize how needy this little thing is!

immediately,,, primal instincts taking over your monkey brainㅡtaking advantage of this stupid fucking slut giving himself to you ??? telling him how fucking gross he is - exaggerating and making him cry !! touching him - throwing him around, manhandling him with the soft question of "please-?" leaving his pouty, glossy lips ... the disgusting thought of you not even washing your hands flashes in his mind and he bucks his hips into yours, his bare cock grinding against your clothed bulgeㅡnearly cumming right then nd there,,,!!!

"oh, babygirl..." you frown, pouting as you flick his weeping cockhead, uncaring as he flinches and mewls as if he were about to start sobbing,,, go on...

"that's fucking nasty..." you were laughing? you were laughing at himㅡand he couldn't feel more alive,,, his cock aching and fully erected and subjected to your torment like he's full on dreamed of...!!!

"ㅡ never had a whore so eager..." sounding bashful as you flip him over and glide your hand down his bare ass - loner mewling and shifting onto his knees just to present himselfㅡexcited that you weren't disgusted by him,,, talking so casually with him as though you weren't proding his winking, puckered hole with your fingertipsㅡ"loners always end up surprising me, haha." - always? a-always? there's been another 'loner' before him? h-has there?

nd... to feel your saliva coated thick fingers - knuckle-deep inside his taint, pumping into him was otherwordly!! y-your warmth, the way you subtly curl before he feels empty... blood?

he couldn't comprehend your cockhead pushing passed his fingerfucked ringㅡeyes damn near rolling back as you slid into him - after halfassedly jerking your cock with lubricant,,,... "ss-h... fuck. this is the shit i've been yearning for, man... fucking- ah, boypussy, haha... such a sweet little cunt y'got on you, little man." rambling as you keep him hostage, pressed against your bed - feeling breathless. prone boning, if it weren't for his ass up...

ㅡ is it-?? is it really? sh-shit-!! he's sorry he came so quicklyㅡh-he got your sheets all dirty... b-but that doesn't matter right now,,,, right,,? j-just focus on the feeling of his hole convulsing, trying hard to get used to your thick cock,,, just as he's focusing on the hypnotizing sting of pain of being broken into..,,,,!!!!

hmmm... need more of lil loner bf trying to be taken advatange of...

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BOYYYYY THE MILKMAN SMUT WAS SO GOOD. care for another one? i NEED to fuck the real francis mosses now…i’m imagining the doppelgänger being jealous asf of him too ouuujhhhh

FRANCIS MOSSES 交易 ── `` DARK CONTENT﹕nonconsensual voyeurism. top amab reader. doppelgänger francis is watching, real one doesn’t know it. dry humping. clothed sex. different timeline from prev fic. ✶ IN WHICH francis wants to be more than just a neighbor.

for who to blame, you don’t permit yourself to think. francis, the lovely neighbor, is propped on your lap. poor man was flustered, sweat gathering on his skin like a coat. gullible; and so unaware. entirely dumb of the fact that his doppelgänger was gazing upon the scene through the crack of your bedroom door. you could almost imagine the creature’s expression, twisted in envy.

your palms cupping his hips, which are erratically pressing themselves against you. chasing after the friction he craved during the in-between’s of his working hours, pent up frustrations translating into insatiable sexual desire.

“gosh, ‘m sorry... hnngh, needed to feel you against me.” his teeth grit with a whine, tucking his head to your shoulder. effectively obscuring his ever burning pit of shame which laid heavily in his gut.

supposedly, you were to help him of deliveries as a noble—not only a doorman but as well a—citizen. however, you were not put in a situation to complain whilst he clutched onto you as he switched to tantalizing grinds. “couldn’t wait anymore, hm?”

words a tease, he could feel himself losing track of the rhythm. sloppy and unexperienced; though not enough to be labeled as someone so pure from filth. “please,” the doppelgänger’s eyebrows wrinkled with disgust at the actual francis’ plea.

“please, i, mm,” and the milkman is at a loss for words.

the creature, despite his apparent hatred, palmed his cock within the confines of his pants. fuck, his tip was leaking with pre-cum that without a doubt painted his length in a creamy tone.

he was ablaze with jealousy while you got your dick wet with the one whose identity he attempted to steal. “say it.” the commanding quality of your voice left no room for objections that even he felt the obligation to speak his thoughts.

“can- can i take off your pants? i want you inside me..” what a darling francis mosses was.

a humming released from your sealed lips; he waits. “not completely,” he’s confused until you pull the zipper, freeing your cock from the side and his shyness returns. “better?”

francis nods, cheeks warmed at the scenery. the doppelgänger despised that. “i’m ready, did it myself this morning.” he sheepishly mumbles, releasing himself of his lower garments. “did you plan this?”

it’s taken as an accusation. “no!” could’ve been an exclaim if he wasn’t so breathless in effort of aligning his hole to your tip, “but i’ve... imagined it, you know. keep myself awake to— oh fuck.”

an inch, then a second, and now you’re void of a clue. rewarding yourself with the relief of triumph of the theory that he would feel a lot better than the copy; he is.

if you were to say that aloud, you’re sure the targeted one would be angry enough to keep you from finding your release.

francis’ thighs lay atop of yours, warming your cock with his sensitive walls. he tries to lift himself up, only to realize he was incapable. energy spent due to the earlier attempts. you are met with a whimper, a look in his eye, and the trembling of his lips.

the other tenants are certain to file a complaint.

masterlist﹒divider﹒artist kaworinx

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hdavjje · 9 days

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Hellooo, okay imagine Granger just got home and randomly get clingy to the reader?, WHY DO I SUDDENLY HAVE BUTTERFLIES

ohoho~

Granger loves physical touch but is too shy to give it, he loves how warm you touch against his skin and loves the feeling that comes with it.

Everyone occasionally have bad days and sometimes embracing one and another can fix this bad day of yours. So imagine after a rough and tiring day, when he finally comes to home wanting nothing more than to embrace you and bask in your presence as his ears cry to hear your voice.

Imagine him coming straight towards you, without bothering with his personal needs first, not when his eyes are seeing only you. His arms tightly hugging your form before grunting softly as his takes a step back only to unbutton his jacket to feel more of you. Just pure need for skin to skin contact. He knows only then he will truly feel relaxed.

It's like, this is a different Granger. Not the shy and introverted one. But a one who's bold enough to embrace you this shamelessly and press butterfly kisses onto your skin. His deep yet emotional voice as he hums against your neck with his eyes closed, he takes a deep breath of your scent.

"..mm..i missed you."

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hdavjje · 12 days

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Lithuanian grass weaving by Giedrazole Gie

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((The ability to appreciate and evaluate human aesthetic is not determined by your sexuality))

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hdavjje · 12 days

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𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

Imagine── Skipping in the woods going to your grandmother's house to accompany and give her these cookies your mother made for her.

While you navigated through the woods you were met with a big wolf,, his gaze scare you causing you to jerk back and fall on your butt, your basket fell and the cookies cracked inside, its crumbs scattering on the dirt floor.

The wolf looked down at you and apologies immediately,, despite his scarred scary face he was actually kind hearted!

He promised to make it up to you──

Now you were on the ground with your ass up and chest pressed to the ground.

His cock pistoning in and out of you, his knot teasingly pressed against your hole causing you to shudder.

"I hope you're- h-having a good time.. fuh-fuck.. agh~ you're so tight pretty boy!"

He would let out little grunts against your ear as he whispered dirty words against your ear, calling you a good boy while he breeds your little boy pussy.

And after that, he walked you to your grandma's house without the cookie basket and with your ass and pussy leaking uncomfortably with his seed underneath your garments.

✁__________________________________

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hdavjje · 12 days

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Abby [Zombie Femboy Yan] and monsterfucker Loser Reader would be so fun together. [Suggestive language]

Abby: Want me to suck your cock, pretty boy?~

Loser Reader: Dunno what part of me is pretty, but yeah sure why not.

Abby: [giggles] Oh, really?...

[The zombie removes his face mask - heated breath fanning from between his exposed teeth]

Abby: How about now?~

Loser Reader, unfazed: What? You want me to whip my dick out in the middle of this alleyway? I already said yes-

Abby: Ehhh? You really aren't bothered by the way I look? Yay! I was totally gonna eat you and wanted to use you calling me ugly as an excuse so I didn't feel as bad, but now I gotta take you home with me in one piece! I was hoping for a good meal, but gaining a partner is even better! Lucky me!

Loser Reader: ....Sorry, what were you saying? I was too busy staring at your fucked up mouth to pay attention.

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hdavjje · 13 days

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The urge to make mlbb men try the period cramps simulator because I am pissed rn that I am suffering through it.

AUUUGGHH RIGHT ON THE SPOT MMMM

@/kikiwooo

Lieh

I headcanon him as both sadistic and masochist so expect him to scream both in pain and pleasure(oops). Sometimes the pain would be unbearable and he'd be crushing the nearest things with his force and grit his teeth. Other times when it's lower you could find him softly groaning&moaning at the feeling.(+the arousal he gets from this alone> like he'd be rock hard after it.) Such a whore>>>

Fredrinn

Thinks he can handle it and actually does, but when you take it to a higher level he suddenly collapses onto the ground- more like crumbles piece by piece. Begs you to take it off without a second thought while holding his balls(poor guy). Tries his best to play it off but well.

Zilong

He said that he's no man if he doesn't know what his beloved goes through monthly, actually hold the pain quite a good while but of course, everyone has their limits.(believe that he grew a six pack from that pain)

Thamuz

Sees it as a complete nonsense and a waste of time but applies to try it because of you.(thamuz do sth if you're forced) Starts of good and finishes of good. What did you expect lmao, of course he had some a few unpleasant feelings but he's a Lord. The Lord of Abyss, please. Then he had an 'oh' moment for a second when the pain doubled out of nowhere.

...damn you must be real strong to go through this shit every month, would you consider to join the abyss-? You'll make a great fighter that's for sure. (Dyrroth is excited)

Nolan

YES.

Personally, seeing him squirming in pain excites me. (to all nolan players, why's it is a bit impossible to get you guys down, like y'all faster than cheetahs??)

he he seeing this old man suffering

please it never killed anybody. Nolan has medium pain tolerance(it's higher emotionally) so he should be okay right no

haaa just imagine his breath getting heavier and heavier as the level raises..a nervous expression appearing on his face as a sweat rolls down from his forehead and he averted his gaze, rethinking his decision.. He lets out soft hisses and grips his thigh, also his leg bouncing...

Nolan one chance.

#NOLAN BETTER KEEP HIS CHEEKS CLOSE 😈🙏🏼#i'm gonna devour it like dinner

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hdavjje · 13 days

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ghhhhh i have a massive Beru brainrot,,,,z he won't get out of my headdd... can I request a cute little crack fic about a gn/male reader who returns from a fancy gathering or party they're drunk? they get overly excited to see Beru, and uh- basically this happens

The lip gloss scent wouldn't come off, and Beru smells like cherries for a few days. Jinwoo witnessed this happen to Beru lmao

also the relationship between Beru n the reader is platonic, they just like Beru..., little meow meow..

take care!

Solo Leveling: Little Meow Meow ^-^

Summary: In which loving Beru is like loving a cat.

Or Beru is too cute not to love.

Pairing: Platonic! Beru and M! reader.

Note: Thanks for being patient!

Warning: None. Just fluffy goodness.

★・・・・・・★

Beru watched as you stumbled into the apartment.

In fact, he had watched the young man go into a bar filled with laughter, music, and clinking glasses.

Now, Beru almost popped out from the shadows had you not held onto the wall with all your might.

His Liege had asked him to watch over his little friend, to make sure that you were not harmed or taken advantage of. Beru also knows that His Liege cares about you very much, considering how much you had supported his family through tough times as a B-class hunter.

“B-Beru? Is that you?” You hiccuped, before you rubbed your eyes. Beru jumped at the sudden call of his name, and didn’t know how you manage to spot him without revealing himself.

“Beru~ I know you’re there~” You take a step, but tumble over. Luckily, Beru was there to catch you.

"Beru! My favourite lil man~" you exclaimed, your words slightly slurred. "You won't believe the party I just came from! It was incredible!"

Beru tilted his head, a silent acknowledgment of your presence, instead, leading you to the sofa. The drunk man, however, paid no mind to Beru's stoic demeanor. Instead, you gave the shadow knight a wide grin.

"You know, Beru, you're like my own little meow meow," you giggled, reaching out to rub the creature's head. Beru shivered, a foreign feeling bloomed from within.

Suddenly, you cupped Beru's face and brought it closer to your own.

"You're so cute, Beru, You’re like a little kitty!" you cooed, and without another warning, your lips pressing against the creature's forehead.

Beru immediately jumped back, surprised by his own avoidance and embarrassment. Is this what humans do when they get drunk?!

Luckily HIs Liege can’t get drunk, because humans are like a different person when they are drunk!

If Beru wasn’t here, what if you did this to someone else! That would be embarrassing!

“Beru~” While Beru’s head was filled with question marks and danger signals as more scenarios pop up, you however, weren't satisfied with just one kiss.

You dive towards him and continued to shower Beru with affectionate pecks, your enthusiasm fueled by the alcohol coursing through your veins.

Also, were you wearing lip gloss?? Why does it smell like cherries?!

Beru, being smothered with kisses, he quickly held you up and away from him. He didn't know what to do.

My Liege!

Jinwoo, having sensed the commotion, entered the room just in time to witness the peculiar scene. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of Beru, who was covered in red lip stains, and looking at him confused and pleading for help.

"What's going on here?" Jinwoo asked, trying to stifle a laugh.

You turned to Jinwoo, your cheeks flushed from both embarrassment and alcohol.

"Oh, Jinwoo! Beru just deserves all the love, you know?"

Jinwoo couldn’t help but chuckle, making Beru even more flustered. Luckily, Jinwoo easily peeled you off of the poor shadow soldier, letting the poor Beru breathe again.

You grinned, giving Beru one last affectionate pat before settling onto the couch.

"Best party ever, Jinwoo. Best party ever." You mumbled before going into a slump, clearly won’t remember anything when you wake up.

And so, in the quiet apartment, the shadow knight sat awkwardly, adorned with the scent of cherries, as you drifted into a tipsy slumber, thinking of their own little meow meow.

Jinwoo didn’t forget to tease Beru everyday, nor did anyone in the shadow army.

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hdavjje · 13 days

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Solo Leveling: Tease

Requested by: @666veiniklaas

Summary: In which Jinwoo likes every part of you, and he hates to share what’s his.

Or, you finally take revenge on Jinwoo for teasing you a little too much.

Pairing: Sung Jinwoo x M! Reader

Note: For some reason I lost your request in my inbox, but luckily I already started working on it in my drafts.

Anyways, not a bother at all! The cat drawing was so cute! Love how you showed my dark eye circles so accurately XD

This inspired me to write a....sexier version of Jinwoo. Hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: Some sexual tension and sensual touching, suggestive themes! Nothing beyond that, unless your imagination takes you there-

★・・・・・・★

Jinwoo is an asshole, and he knows because his boyfriend tells him too many times.

“Hey (Y/N).” Jinwoo called out, before noticing you hunched over your laptop in his hoodie, that was clearly too big for you. He smirks before walking behind you and tapping you on the shoulder.

“What? I’m in the middle of a game right now!” He leans down and lets his wet hair touch your skin. He feels you flinch before finally turning your attention to him.

“Do you know where my boxers-”

“What the f-it’s in the drawer!” Like a cat, Jinwoo watches his boyfriend malfunction (checking him out) with red cheeks, before screeching and dashing out of their shared bedroom.

It’s adorable, seeing you throwing random items at him to cover himself up, or when you run away anytime you see him naked.

But he knows you like what you see. Maybe, you’re just too shy or prideful to admit it.

(Jinwoo knows it, after all, he remembers you giving ideas to his Shadow Soldiers when building sculptures of him in his Shadow Realm - he’ll never let you live that down)

You’re like a cat.

A cat thief that likes to steal his hoodies, and wear comfy clothes. Jinwoo didn’t mind it, after all, everytime he hugged you, he felt like he was hugging a big marshmallow cat.

Sometimes, Jinwoo would come by and scoop you up in princess carry, and like a cat, you would fight him and try to get out. But that never works, as Jinwoo was a S-Class hunter for God’s sake!

“Beru! Help me!” You cried for Beru, who sheepishly looked back and forth between Jinwoo and you. But could only disappear in Jinwoo’s shadow when His Liege gave him a “I dare you” look.

In the end, his kitty would give up and grumpily cuddle in his arms until Jinwoo decided to let him go.

It’s fun teasing you and watching you run away from him. It’s also a great way to get your attention.

For example, Jinwoo found a great way to wake you up.

“Jinwoo…? What time is it?” Jinwoo watches his little kitty do a little stretch in his arms, clearly not awake yet.

“It’s time to get up.” He pressed a kiss to your palms, before cheekily bringing your hand to his bare chest.

“Wha-” In the next second, you broke out of his hold and slammed your back to the wall.

“Like what you see?” Jinwoo leans on his arm, purposefully showing off his toned body, but by then you were already out of the room and screaming profanities at him.

“I swear to God Jinwoo! I will get back at you for this!”

Jinwoo laughed as he saw his marshmallow cat angrily stomp to the bathroom.

“Oh yea? I like to see you try!”

Jinwoo regrets challenging you.

It was like any other day in the Shadow Realm, Jinwoo was training with his Shadow Soldiers until he heard a call from Beru.

“My Liege! His Highness is-” Without another moment of hesitation, Jinwoo teleported back to his house and worriedly rushed to the bedroom where Beru was at.

“(Y/N)! Are you okay-” Jinwoo froze when he saw your figure. His oversized hoodie no longer to be seen.

“Oh hey Jinwoo.”

Your quiet seductive voice sent a wave through him and Jinwoo even let Beru quickly slip away despite being part of the whole farce. But Jinwoo couldn’t be angry at you, as he was too smitten with your appearance.

His shadows' excited clammer was ignored.

A slim fitted black top with fishnet sleeves and matching black tights. Your collarbone, flat stomach, and even hip bone was exposed, making him unconsciously gulp.

The fabric was almost transparent, as if teasing Jinwoo and letting his imagination to go wild.

You looked so good right now, and Jinwoo feels himself slowly losing control-

“I’m going out.”

“Where? Looking like that?” Jinwoo flinched when he felt that he sounded a little too aggressive, but he really can’t let anyone see you looking so good.

You had the audacity to look confused.

“Nightclub, Liu Zhigang invited me out.” A cheeky little smirk rose to your lips before playing with the collar on your neck.

“How do I look?”

In the next moment, you were swept off your feet and slammed onto the bed, but this time, you weren’t backing off.

“(Y/N), is this what you mean by getting back at me?”

“I don’t know what you mean-” Jinwoo dived for the side of your neck and felt you squirm.

“‘Cause it working. Your plan.” Inhaling deeply, Jinwoo feels dizzy, did you even put on cologne?

Even though he knows that this was all part of your plan to get back at him for teasing you so often, the fact that you mentioned another man’s name makes him mad.

What if you actually did it for someone else?

Just imagining you with Liu Zhigang and other men-

“Hey Jinwoo, calm down-”

“Do you know what you’re doing to me?”

Jinwoo pressed a couple of kisses to your neck, and then left a trail of marks down to your shoulders. He peaks up, seeing your face bright red, but looking directly at him.

Even more surprising, Jinwoo felt your fingers in his hair, before cupping his face and kissing him.

“I know.” You licked your lips, and tugged on your top, revealing more skin.

“So hurry up and take me, My Liege.”

That was all you had to say to make him lose control, and devour.

Let’s just say that the shadows smartly decided to not interfere and watch the premise far, far away from the bedroom.

Beru on the other hand was just happy that he wasn’t the one being peppered with kisses this time.

The next morning was a mess. Jinwoo went back to being an asshole, not because he wanted to tease you, but also because he didn’t mind being an asshole for you to dress up like that again.

Also, Jinwoo eventually figured out that it was not just Beru in this, but Bellion and Igris too. Apparently, it was their chance to show off their knowledge of their master’s preferences, and also give you some armour…though Jinwoo doubts you would wear it ever again.

Not if he had anything to say to that though.

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